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#and it’s soooo evident LMAO
favroitecrime · 8 months
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that brief moment in time where the venn diagram of the hamilton fandom and the gmw fandom was actually just a circle
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kaitobromota · 2 months
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whenever i see the most common critique of thh chapter 4 be “um actually hina’s plan was dumb because she said everyone wanted sakura dead but that includes makoto and kyoko who clearly didn’t” it’s like. girl just found out her best friend committed suicide i do NOT think she was thinking logically in the slightest…
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placeinthisworld · 3 months
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ugh i have the sudden urge to follow a bunch of people on instagram but i don’t use instagram too often so is it weird to just start using it more and being active send help xx
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pochapal · 1 year
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health update: last week's sickness kind of went away then it came back real bad and i've been in bed all sopping wet and pathetic these last two days but i think as this evening's progressed i'm past the worst of it so all things considered i am fundamentally in the same state i was in seven days ago only now a process has occurred
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lmao time to try to figure out how to ask my parents if I showed any signs of autism or other neurodivergent stuff when I was a kid hahaha
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philistiniphagottini · 5 months
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I'm back bitch lmao
Tbh I'm feeling either very innocent or very filthy depending on how you'll go about it soooo
63? With any chara u choose
I have spoken 😏
Hello friend :) Just so you know, it was your mistake for giving me the power to choose the character because I know your weaknesses. So I decided to go with Jing Yuan. Thanks for indulging me. Hope you enjoy~
63. thigh fucking (intercrural)
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NSFW below the cut
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"Keep your legs pressed together for me" General Jing Yuan commanded, a small purr of your name falling from his rosy lips.
You hummed softly, heat prickling your bare skin and pooling in the pit of your stomach as Jing Yuan manhandled you to his pleasing. He held both your dainty ankles with a firm grip, resting them on his sturdy shoulder as your feet dangled uselessly beside his ear. You whimpered softly as you slipped an arm under the fluffy pillow supporting your head, nails digging into the fabric as he sandwiched his boiling cock between your plush thighs.
Jing Yuan’s hot breath tickled your skin as he moaned, golden eyes smouldering like embers as he watched you squirm with need beneath him. A soft smile tugged at his lips as he slid his cock against your creamy pussy, revelling in the harsh moan that spilled from your kiss swollen lips. Your blood simmered in your veins, heart pounding so loudly in your ears that you could barely hear anything over the incessant pulse. Your breathing wavered as the tip of his cock kissed your aching clit, spreading your arousal along his shaft as he continued to slowly rut against you.
General Jing Yuan didn’t think the sight of his little darling prancing around in thigh high, sheer lace stockings would stir something in him. He had, evidently, been so wrong about the amount of power a simple article of clothing would have over him. The mere sight of the lace hugging your thighs sent his mind into a tizzy. If he had any less self-control, he would have had his way with you at the Seat of Divine Foresight.
A warm chuckle blew past his lips as you mewled his name, rocking your hips against him and desperate for more sparks of friction on your wet pussy, your insides clenching around nothing as a hot coil wound tight in the pit of your stomach. Jing Yuan tilted his head, placing a featherlight kiss on your ankle as his hands sunk into your plush thighs, fingers squeezing generous amounts of skin.
"Eager?" he mused.
His fingers slipped under the lacy band of your thigh high socks, brushing against the sensitive skin and making your pulse race frantically beneath your skin. You nodded, arousal flushing your skin and turning the tips of your ears hot from the obscene, wet noise coming from between your thighs. Jing Yuan hummed with amusement, lazy eyes lidded as he let go of the elastic band of your stockings and let it snap back against your skin with a satisfying noise. You squeaked loudly, hips jolting forward as he repeated his actions. He adored the noises that stirred in your chest and he would never tire from dragging them from your bruised lips. His strong, calloused hands curled around your hips as he pulled you harder against him, the bed creaking from the sudden movement. You moaned sweetly as your core throbbed, causing your legs to tighten and squeeze the general’s thick cock until it felt like his dick was being completely smothered by your thick thighs.
A pleased purr rumbled in his chest. "Good girl. Squeeze me just like that."
Pre-cum dribbled from the tip of his cock and smeared against your hot skin, the small beads only adding to the pearls of slick that stained the insides of your thighs. A pleasant tingle raced down your back as his thumbs parted your silky lips like a delicate flower, forcing you to feel more of the sensual drag of his cock over your velvety folds. Your eyelashes fluttered over your burning cheeks, eyes threatening to slip close as you gripped onto your pillow tighter, head thrown back as stars wavered in your vision.
"General…so good…so close" you moaned between shaky breaths.
Your chest heaved with each laboured breath, tits bouncing with every punctuated jerk of Jing Yuan’s hips. You jolted beneath him with a sharp gasp when his thumb brushed against your pretty clit, giving it much needed attention as he rubbed the bundle of nerves in firm, tight circles. You cried out beneath him as the knot in your stomach tightened, back bending in a beautiful arc as your toes curled into the soles of your feet. You could feel his cock throbbing between your thighs, the thick ridges on the underside of his shaft hitting your soft spots and emptying your head of every single thought until you felt dizzy with bliss. A hand lazily crawled up your chest, cupping one of your trembling breasts and squeezing the soft flesh. You almost bit your tongue when Jing Yuan pinched a rosy tip between his fingers and tugged at the nerve.
"Is my pretty girl going to cum now?" Jing Yuan cooed, thumb pressing down on your clit until the little bud shrieked from the attention.
You nodded, a constellation of tears clinging to your lashes as you writhed under the General’s attention. "Yes" you croaked.
"Then don’t keep me waiting~"
You burst at the seams only a scant few seconds later, unable to hold onto the fraying ends of your sanity as you were intimately ripped apart at the seams. Your hot walls spasmed around nothing, the coil in your stomach shattering as your veins were flooded with white hot relief. You twisted beneath Jing Yuan, moaning his name to the heavens like it was the only word you remembered. A deep growl reverberated in his chest before you felt thick ropes of his seed splatter along your stomach and the insides of your thighs, the tip of his drooling cock pressing hard against your clit as you rode out the last dregs of your pleasure high.
It felt like your heart was in your throat as you tried to regain control of your breathing, legs shaking in Jing Yuan’s grasp as he leaned forward. He pressed your knees to your chest as he loomed over you, lips catching yours in a searing kiss. His breath was hot against your lips as his tongue plunged into your open mouth, spent cock still throbbing against your abdomen when you pressed closer to him. You delved your hands through his thick mane of hair, soft locks curling around your fingers as you tugged sharply on the strands. Jing Yuan groaned into your mouth, teeth catching on your bottom lip as you pulled apart from the kiss.
His eyes sparkled with mirth, fingers dipping beneath the band of your stockings once more and teasing the material with soft tugs. He leaned into your touch as your fingertips massaged his scalp, nails scraping against the back of his head as placed a soft kiss to his chin. His lips moved against yours when he spoke, his warm breath mingling with yours as his mouth ghosted over your skin.
"You should wear these more often" he mused, tugging at your stockings. "But next time, for my eyes only."
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Just Another Win
I’d like to call it my victory lap
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Authors note: Y’all really ate the first one tf up soooo… (me acting like I didn’t read every Rhea ripley x reader on tumblr)
Also Rhea with long hair makes me wanna crawl to Australia 
Warnings: smut, hurt comfort, fluff, wrestler!reader, (twisted/noncannon storyline) Nia Jax, Rhea being stubborn, mommy/mami kink, oral, strap on (reader receiving), praise, choking, manhandling… that’s about it (not proofread, I’ll go back and fix it later lmao)
You were livid, you were positively fuming. You watched in gut twisting fear as Nia Jax went off script again and started to beat the ever loving shit out of your girlfriend Rhea. You knew that Rhea was in actual pain when her signature smirk wiped off her face as she got slammed onto her back again and again. You glance around, frantically making eye contact with a few of your friends that were sitting in front row with you. The mirrored horror and confusion that was on their face’s confirmed to you your very worst nightmare. None of this was planned. 
Nia just wanted to win. And she was going to do anything she could to secure that. What made it worse was when the mic and camera would pick up Rhea’s tortured facial expressions and pained groans. You were sick to your stomach as Jax slammed her onto the monitor covered desk, the ragged gasp that Rhea let out caused you to swiftly turn your head away from the match, scrunching your nose in apprehension. 
Nia’s plan failed in the end. You cheered every time Rhea kicked out of a pin, and when she won, you didn’t care that you broke character, When camera’s weren’t focusing on you, you blew Rhea a kiss, your smile growing wider as her eyes softened while she nodded back at you.
You showed more of your concern later when you both were back at the hotel. “I won didn’t I?” Rhea responds when you ask her if she’s okay. You smile before arching your brow quizzically. “If you say so hon…” you trail off kissing her cheek before wrapping your arms around her. “You worry too much.” Rhea says softer before pulling you in closer to her body. You can tell she’s flattered by the sentiment although when she kisses you quickly on the lips pulling you backwards onto the bed. “I worry too little baby,” you crow, climbing on top of her with ease. Rhea chuckles letting you straddle her, strong hands coming up to grip your waist. As she winces softly, ribs no doubt sore, you frown. “My point exactly.” You say more seriously leaning down to kiss at any skin you can reach.
You know you’ve done your job when you pull away slowly to find Rhea blushing heavily the back of her hand attempting to cover her mouth. You giggle at this scooting closer to her as Rhea’s arm snakes around your torso pulling you snug to her chest. “I love you.” She purrs smoothly, and no matter how many times you hear it, the words still make you beam, blushing as you mumble back “I love you more.” 
“You’re always so good to me.” Rhea whispers and the tone in her voice has you shivering, but nonetheless nuzzling into her to place several lewd and biting kisses to her neck. Rhea bites her lip, a whine falling past them anyways. “Are you up to this?” You say trailing your hands up— and much to Rhea’s delight, they dip under her shirt coming to massage delicate  circles to the sensitive skin of her boobs. “Fuck yes I do darling.” Rhea stutters as you lean your head on her chest, looking up at her knowingly, batting your eyelashes in a way you know she loves. 
She licks her lips as you scoot your body lower rolling up her band t-shirt as you do. “You don’t think I would want to celebrate with my girl?” She smiles, a hypnotic look of lust evident in her eyes as you kiss down her tattooed stomach. You shrug, hiding behind your hair while you pull her shorts and panties down smoothly. “Ah ah none of that my love.” Rhea looks down at you through hooded eyes. You moan softly as her hand wraps in your hair, pulling it away from your face. “Mommy wants to see you tonight sweetheart.” You laugh at her stupefied expression as you begin to suck at her clit. 
“Fuck you taste so good.” Your words are muffled and when Rhea’s thighs shake at your words, you whimper into her pussy. “Y-yeah—Jesus-you’re too-shit-too fuckin’ good to me.” Rhea repeats, her hand grips tighter in your hair and you know you’re eating her out the way she always craves. “Like this mommy?” You hum out before slowly licking down to her gushing heat. The way Rhea’s hips buck into your mouth is answer enough, but the unrestrained moan that she lets out has your own cunt throbbing with need.
Rhea’s eyes roll back when your middle and index finger slip inside her. You giggle quietly loving the reactions you can coax out of the usually stoic woman as you continue to pleasure her to the best of your abilities. And your abilities were good you thought, as Rhea let out a pleasured cry that distinctly had a mix of your name in it. “Fucking hell.” Her words are slurred as she pushes your head closer to her cunt not that you minded. 
You gasp as Rhea begins to grind against your face. A mix of curse words and praises fall from her lips as her hand comes down to grip at the sheets. You can tell she’s going to cum when her thighs start to close around your head. And when Rhea feels you moan her name softly into her she does. You can’t help but to stare, absolutely enraptured with your girlfriend’s pleasured expression.
You crawl back up to her slowly lips quirking up as Rhea swears at your debauched appearance. You were panting softly, pupils blown and darkened, a heavy pink hue painting your cheeks. Rhea groaned as she pulled you in to place a sultry kiss on your swollen lips. You lay partially atop her as she reaches to her bag on the nearby bedside table. Your smile grows absolutely unrestrained as Rhea smirks at you pulling out her purple and black strap. 
You strip as she puts it on, throwing your shirt into the room. Rhea’s longer hair falls into your face as she climbs on top of you. “Have I ever told you how much I like you with long hair?” You mumble as she kisses you once more. “Considering you tell me everyday I would think so love.” Rhea laughs, voice low and raspy.  You cling to Rhea as she rubs the tip of the dildo on your clit loving when you gasp out. “You’re so fucking sexy.” You hiccup as she finally thrusts into you. 
Rhea’s hand finds its place at your throat before she responds “That’s all you sweetheart.” You blush mouth forming an ‘o’ as Rhea quickens the pace of her hips. “Taking this so well darling.” Rhea coos to you whining when the sound of your wet heat reach her ears. Your back arches off the bed as you wrap your arms around her neck. Your voice is pitchy as you mewl out her name, Rhea muffles your cries as she drags her lips across yours yet again. 
“Such a good girl.” Rhea murmurs to you as her head dips to suck at your collarbone. Your moans warble unintelligibly as you clench around the girth of the dildo. “Rhea-I-oh my god!” You can’t even speak a full sentence with how good she’s rutting into you. Rhea knows this responding with a knowing chuckle. “Does that feel good baby?” She purrs to you lowly, hand gripping just a little bit tighter on your neck. 
You nod simply, already fucked completely dumb by her precise thrusts. Another keen slips from your lips as Rhea lifts up your legs, the position making her immediately find the part inside of you that had you writhing beneath her. “Oh there we fucking go.” Rhea sighs as your eyes roll back again. “Right there? Yeah?” She chides. She knows fully well that you couldn’t answer even if you wanted. But as you nod your head vigorously Rhea’s smirk deepens. “Right fucking there.” The gravelly timbre in her voice has you clawing at her back as she continues to pound into you.
“Fuck me…” you trail off in your wreaked state unable to get out more than a few words. “M-mommy please I- Rhea!” The tightened coil of pleasure winds deep in your belly, close to snapping. You’re so very, very close. 
“Don’t stop—don’t stop I’m-‘m gonna cum!” Rhea groans at your state grabbing gently at your face. “I don’t plan on stopping love.” She grins as you shudder. “Go ahead and make a mess sweetheart, mommy’s got you.”  Rhea squeezes again at your throat, and at her lewd words you moan out her name, coming with a hoarse cry. Rhea continues to piston her hips until you’re fucked throughly through your orgasm. As she stills, you pull her body against  yours. 
“All good?” Rhea asks smoothly, her breath hitches however when you press several love bites onto her bare chest. You nod tiredly but nonetheless brighten as Rhea draws nameless shapes into your skin gazing at you lovingly. “My pretty girl.” She whispers wrapped up in the feeling of just being with you. “My stubborn woman.” You coo back just as lovingly but you both laugh knowing how close to the truth it was.
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Just pure headcanons, what do you think happened during Maglor's reign as a king? I don't know if his reign was short or something but I remember it took some time before Fingon was able to save Maedhros and unite the noldor and there was still some division between the host of nolofinweans and feanorians. I wonder if he considered himself a placeholder until Maedhros returned or was he a reluctant king? Did the host respect him as a king, did his own brothers respect him as a king? I am so intrigued because, aside from Maedhros, I think Maglor deserved some shoutout lmao (No, this isn't a maglor-obsession-spree that I have been on, nu uh). Also, I feel like he would have some cordial relationship with Fingolfin, they could bond as the second sons having to take leadership because the eldest died/was abducted idk.
Oh no, starlitelwing. I hope you know the Pandora's Box you've just opened. King Maglor is one of my all-time favourite things to think about.
First of all: there's actually no canonical information on Maglor's position after the capture of Maedhros (in fact, we don't even know what Maedhros' title/position was after Feanor's death; all we know is that Feanor "claimed now the kingship of all the Noldor" in Tirion. Contested leadership is SO GOOD isn't it? anyway...).
The published Silmarillion glosses right over the question of who's in charge during the time between Feanor's death and Fingolfin's official assumption of the Kingship of the Noldor (which, if you ask me, Fingolfin effectively had been King since the time of Feanor's exile, and he was in any case Regent at the time of Finwe's death... he said he'd follow Feanor but the people following him were calling him Finwe Nolofinwe soooo... aiee, I digress again). The book gallops at such a breakneck speed that you don't really notice the gap in leadership. Or, I didn't.
But then you look at the Grey Annals (where Tolkien Gateway gets most of its First Age dates) and you see that there are 2-3 Tree Years and 5 Sun Years between Maedhros' capture and his rescue. Now, however you imagine time works in Tree Years when there are no Trees, that's still a long time. Maedhros was gone at a minimum 6-7 years, more likely closer to the equivalent of 30 "regular" years. (That's way longer, by the way, than the time between Feanor's death and Maedhros' capture, which was like, a day to a month, at most. Maedhros, if he even was King, was King for way less time than whoever followed him. And he sucked at the job, btw. But I digress. Again.)
So someone had to be in charge for those 6 to 30 years, but whomst? That the leadership would pass after Feanor's death to the eldest son is logical, and that it would then pass to the next eldest is also logical. I see no reason to refute that, but note: it would not be uncanonical to have someone other than Maedhros or Maglor in charge at this time. You can make King Celegorm a thing and still be canon-compliant!
This passage in the published Silm is basically the extent of the activities of the sons of Feanor during Maedhros' absence:
Then the brothers of Maedhros drew back, and fortified a great camp in Hithlum; but Morgoth held Maedhros as hostage, and sent word that he would not release him unless the Noldor would forsake their war, returning into the West, or else departing far from Beleriand into the South of the world. But the sons of Feanor knew that Morgoth would betray them, and would not release Maedhros, whatsoever they might do; and they were constrained also by their oath, and might not for any cause forsake the war against their Enemy.
The sense here is that all six sons acted as a unit. But in the 1937 Quenta Silmarillion, the text on which this passage is drawn:
Morgoth held [Maedhros] as hostage and sent word to Maglor that he would only release his brother if …
To Maglor! Excellent evidence that Tolkien was also making the logical conclusion that Maglor, the eldest, was in charge. (My best theory for why Christopher Tolkien took that out is Too Many Names, but it's an odd decision.)
All that was to say: We don't know, canonically, that Maglor was in charge at Mithrim. But it makes a lot of sense, and it's my headcanon that he was.
Now. More interesting headcanons.
I don't think Maglor was called King until it was politically necessary.
I see him as someone who is comfortable in command (one meaning of Cano is "commander", after all) but who likes to command collaboratively. Double-edged sword: he values the input of others (admirable quality) and he does not like being fully responsible for the outcomes of a decision (less admirable).
Unlike much fanon I've come across, I don't think Maglor was a particularly reluctant or incompetent leader or that he hated it. He was miserable, yes, because his father just died and his brother was just captured, and he wasn't thrilled to become a leader on top of that, but he keeps it together.
So how do I imagine it all went down?
The problem with Maglor being in command is that his "collaborative" style of leadership is not appropriate for a time of crisis or for his family. While the Silm often talks about "the sons of a Feanor" as a unit, I do not think they were of the same mind on everything. At all. They need a firm hand, and Maglor does not have that.
But who does have a firm hand? Who would be a more martial ruler, someone who could get people in order during a crisis? Celegorm. And he knows it.
So why did the Feanorians "get nothing done" during those 6-30 years (sidenote: I don't actually think they got nothing done, but it does seem they didn't get anything BIG done)? Well, for one, they were fighting amongst themselves.
Maglor could not get his brothers to agree on anything, and yet he did not know any other way of commanding, and over time he becomes more and more miserable as a leader.
Celegorm, meanwhile, is chomping at the bit to "relieve him" of the burden.
Around them, everyone else is picking sides.
Curufin is an interesting case. I headcanon he actually was fully behind Maglor at the beginning, because he respects the orderliness of succession. But as Maglor proves himself unsuitable for the role, he aligns with Celegorm.
Outside the family, I headcanon that the Mithrim Elves were actually quite taken with Maglor, the poet-king. Their alliance hinges on him. But the Noldor, especially the army, would rather follow Celegorm.
As everyone knows, a rival for leadership with the army's support is Bad News. And yet Maglor manages to hold on. He should definitely get credit for that.
But why hold on? If he is hating this ruler job, why not just let Celegorm have it? Couple reasons:
It's Celegorm. He may be able to perform well, but Maglor knows he's the most like Feanor in temperament and, well, Feanor's kingship didn't end well.
If Maglor gives up that crown, he will have admitted to himself that Maedhros is not coming back. This is the same reason he doesn't give it over to Fingolfin when Uncle Nolvo shows up. He is hanging onto that thing for dear life because, to him, it belongs to Maedhros and only Maedhros. He is the crown's custodian, never its rightful owner (this bleeds into my headcanon that Maglor does not "in his heart" agree with Maedhros' decision to cede the kingship — he'll never be as vocal about it as the others, though).
Now we come to another piece. What did Maglor call himself? Like I said up top, I don't think he initially called himself King. He was "head of his House", or maybe, "Lord of Hithlum," or maybe King Regent, but never King. If one of the Mithrim got mixed up and called him that, he would always correct them.
That changes when Fingolfin shows up. Now there's another claimant to the title of King. Possibly a more legitimate one than even Maedhros (as Maedhros later says himself).
By that time, Maglor has been keeping that crown out of Celegorm's hands for years; he is not giving it up now. And Fingolfin is less likely to challenge his leadership if he offers no room for ambiguity. If he dons the mantle of kingship and pretends Maedhros is dead.
So that is what he does... Does Fingolfin accept it? Well: "Then there was peril of strife between the hosts."
For three years, on opposite sides of the Lake, they're at an impasse. Fingon doesn't go looking for Maedhros because he thinks Maedhros is dead (and other reasons: the mission is insane and desperate not the least, and contrary to popular opinion Fingon is not a rash idiot).
How does Fingon eventually learn the truth? You'll have to wait and read what @melestasflight and I are cooking up for Silm Epistolary Week ;)
ETA: Despite this, I do think you're right that Maglor and Fingolfin could have bonded over their similar experiences! There's the personal and there's the political, and I love the idea of the tension between these straining what could be an emotionally supportive familial friendship between Maglor and Fingolfin.
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whorekneecentral · 8 months
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Kylian Mbappe shyly confesses to you that he’d like to make a sex tape with you. After some convincing you finally do it since he won something big,like a Ballon D’or or UCL
this is cute lmao
The two of you stumbled into the house, your hands on his face. "I'm soooo proud of you," you tell him, his jersey on you, his own t-shirt on backwards.
PSG has won the Champions League and you two made sure you celebrated.
You managed to make it to the bedroom, the two of you dropping down on the bed. You looked at your boyfriend, his eyes all sleepy a big goofy grin on his face.
“I love you,” he hum, finger trailing over your tits. you giggled, “I love you too.” you whispers, kissing his jaw. 
“You know..” he start and you roll your stomach, chin on his chest as you look up at him. His eyes fixed on yours as he says, “what I always wanted to do?” 
You hums, waiting for him to go on. 
“Make a sex tape.” 
You laughs. “What? Are you serious?” and he nods.
You go to kiss him but he stops you, “hold on, sweetheart.” He sets his phone on the nightstand, the camera facing the two of you before pulling you back to him. You’re still on your knees, palms flat down on your thigh as Kylian cups your cheeks, “you’re absolutely sure you want to do this, amour? We can stop.” 
“I want to,” you tell him, “if you want to.” 
“C’mere,” he pulls you to him, kissing you softly. 
You climb onto his lap, Kylian pulls your jersey off and then reaches behind you to unhook your bra and the lacy material falls onto your lap. His head drops, kissing along your chest, moving down to your tits and he leaves little marks behind, purplish bruises faint on your skin. 
“Ky!” You giggle, “how am I supposed to wear that top tomorrow ?” 
"Oh well," he smiles against your skin. “Hands and knees,” he tells you, the camera on you as you re-situate yourself. 
Your back arches, the curve of your spine evident when he comes up behind you. His hand rubs down your back, leaning over you to prop the phone up on the pillows, the camera now front facing so you could watch. 
Kylian pushes into you, his name falling from your lips. “God, please Ky, like that,” the words tumble out, begging your boyfriend for more as he fucks you. 
His hands squeezing your hips, nails digging into your flesh. Your hand reaching under you, fingers barely reaching to rub your clit. 
He pulls you up, his arm wrapped around your middle, your back pressed to his chest. HIs fingers dig into your side for a moment, squeezing you a bit. “Look amour,” he whispers into your neck, “look how pretty you looked all fucked out.” 
Your eyes open, looking at the screen in front of you. Kylian's eyes meet yours, and you smile. 
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cheesecakeluvrs · 9 months
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Crazy SaNami theory
Nami and Sanji will get married or at least spend the rest of their lives together
It’s one of the biggest pieces of evidence for all Sanami shippers that they crashed each others weddings and in each of those scenarios Sanji carried Nami bridal style (she is also the only person he has carried bridal style in the whole entire series)
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There is also that scene in wci when Sanji thinks that Nami is proposing to him, in which he of course says yes. This also happens again but only in the anime so it’s not manga cannon but Nami says “Once you come back with us, I’ll drive you like a horse” to which Sanji responds “does that mean you’ll never let me go”. Also, in both situations Nami never really denies it but usually when Sanji is acting like this she just ignores it or just goes along with it so it’s not any proof but I just find it funny that the possibility of spending the rest of their lives together was mentioned twice in the same arc in the anime at least. Plus the arc was all about a wedding.
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I don’t ever see this theory ever happening because in the future I see Nami is just going to be a single mom like Belemere traveling the seas until she maps out the world. A lot of people also think that Nami is going to have 3 kids because she is often connected to the number 3 but Sanji is also connected to the number 3 a lot soooo…
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Many people also say that if they did have a relationship it would be like Shakky and Rayleigh which I 100% believe in plus in the Nami at 60 good timeline she has the same hairstyle as Shakky.
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Since wci I think that if either of them got in a relationship then the other one would be a huge obstacle because they have such a special relationship that I feel like wasn’t put there for nothing.
We know that Nami is a very forgiving person as we can see with Jimbei and Usopp which highlights how hurt she was by Sanji even more. Nami specifically was super hurt by Sanji and I don’t know how people don’t realize they have a special relationship after these scenes in wci. If Nami really just doesn’t care for Sanji why was she specifically the most hurt by him leaving.
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I think that besides Luffy, Sanji is the person that she trusts most in the crew. Nami is always hiding behind Sanji and she can always count on him to help her out. We also know that Nami sees very highly of Sanji (as we can see in enies lobby when Sanji can’t fight Kalifa) so he has always been someone that she can count on.
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So this is a huge factor on why she was so hurt because trust is very important to Nami and with one of the people that she would least expect to betray her ended up doing so she was very shocked and hurt.
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That is why I think that Sanji’s catch during the wedding is so important because it is Sanji proving to Nami that although he had to betray her that one time from now on once again he will always be there for her. This scene also just had a very romantic tone with the sparkles and everything in the anime, plus Pudding even getting jealous.
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With that scene I feel like Sanji and Nami’s relationship has just changed a lot with them just being very touchy with each other (even more then they were before). A lot of the times they are touching they aren’t like Sanji hugging her with heart eyes or Nami grabbing onto Sanji because she is scared, it’s just them holding onto each other in a very romantic way too. (Nami defo touching his 🍑 in that picture below lmao)
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Sorry, I strayed off a lot with that one point but back to the original theory, in a technical standpoint them staying with each other for the rest of their lives works very well. This is going to include a lot of points from another theory that Sanji and Nami are going to travel the seas together but we know that no matter what Nami, after Luffy becomes the pirate king is going to go off on herself or with others to map out the whole world. So is she just going to go by herself to travel the seas, will she be with any other people? Well who is able to replace every single role that Nami isn’t going to be able to fill while charting her maps? Sanji. I just can’t think of really anything else she could do. She could just do it all herself but it would be quite hard to fill all those roles at the same time. She could just find someone else to go with her but I can’t think of a single person that can fill every role that she needs who she trusts.
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Well thank you for reading all this and what do you think Oda will end up doing with Nami’s future? Do you think she will go alone? Or do you think she will go with someone? And if so who? I would love to hear if anyone has anything to add to this or prove wrong. Anyways live laugh love SaNami.🧡💙
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jeneseoquoi · 11 months
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saw this thing on twitter saying 127 are all the type to get in a fight for u but who do u think actually would fight??? like i cant see alllllll of them fighting lol
LMAO i'm laughing bc i saw this exact same thing on twitter too. it was hilarious seeing everyone's opinions. here's mine:
nct 127 | reacting to you in a fight
taeil: he is absolutely not jumping in at any point in time. will make sure nobody tries to sneak you though. snatches anybody's phone who tries to record it. tells you you won even if you both know they two pieced you up. laughs every time when it randomly pops into his head weeks/months/years later.
johnny: his big ass. he will definitely laugh while recording if you're really tossing that ho like a salad. if you start losing or the other person's friends try to jump you, he's immediately intervening to stop the fight. lines everyone who witnessed it up and makes them delete any incriminating evidence off their phones.
taeyong: is BEGGING you to stop fighting. once he realizes it's dead serious and you're not going down without a fight, he just steps back to watch and make sure nobody around is being sneaky. (saw someone on twitter say he would post the other person's weave that he snatched up the next day and i absolutely stand by the person who said this lmaooooo.)
yuta: MY DAWG IS 100% IN THE MIDDLE WRECKING HOS FOR YOU. like the minute he senses you're about to get in a fight, he's already there throwing bows left and right. let a trifling bitch pull your hair, he's immediately got them in a chokehold talking about some "i'll let go when you let go." lays out anybody who ever tries to step to you again. this is my rider frfr.
doyoung: is so embarrassed omg. yelling at you to remember his image in hopes of getting you to come to your senses and stop fighting. actively running around the crowd taking peoples' phones so they can't record. soooo mad at you after the fight is over, but still makes sure to take care of you and any wounds you suffered.
jaehyun: anyone who decides to be with this man has to have hands like. he is genuinely confused as to what's happening, but trusts that you can handle your own so he just watches in amusement. lies and tells you it's just a little scratch & that you still look pretty afterwards, even though your shit is BUSTED. at least you won though.
jungwoo: is screaming, crying, and throwing up. like normally you're his soft, sweet baby, so who the fuck is this?!?!? in tears the entire time it's happening, like he can't even comprehend what led up to the fight in the first place. on his knees, BEGS you to never ever get into another fight ever again. he is genuinely traumatized, like he never sees you the same way again lmao.
mark: cursing everybody in that mf out. "the fuck is your problem bro"-ing everyone involved. only hops in when he sees you starting to lose. in turn starts getting his ass beat, which gives you the advantage to start molly whopping hos so you can save your man. will forever remind you of the time he got his shit rocked just so you wouldn't lose a fight. don't ever let him go hahaha.
haechan: honestly, probably the reason you're in a fight in the first place. like he was the one talking mad shit in the first place, but you know he don't got hands at all, so now here you are fighting his battle. keeps taunting the other person & the people on their side like "yeah that's right, mess with me and my girl will smack you up." you promise yourself that when you're done whooping their ass, that he's next.
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puzzledemigod · 7 months
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Ok it's soooo funny to see Miles and Phoenix interacting now after episode 4 because Miles is always like "I will destroy you, don't you dare even mention evidence to me, are you that shit of a lawyer" and everyone's like "he must really hate you :/" and Phoenix always goes "nah he's just in work mode, he loves me actually"
He can absolutely separate who they are in court vs out of it and doesn't hold anything against him out of it, while Miles seems to have an existential crisis every minute they're going against each other, "oh now you think I killed the guy right? After all that effort to prove my innocence you're against me at last, just like everyone else?" And Phoenix is there like "huh??? I was just asking if you're ok after listening to all those rumours..."
And then he goes and tag teams it with Phoenix in court, completely disregarding his role as prosecution lmao
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No cuz omg finally someone else thinks the "onlytruth" account about Josh and Claudia is BS.
Like... all the "evidence" she's abusing him is stuff like "Look!! She cropped him out of her insta story!!"
IMMIDEATELY FOLLOWED BY "Look!! She posts so many pictures of him!! She's obviously using him for fame!!"
Like which is it?? 😭
The ONLY things I've found weird about their relationship is the fact she was banned from the futureman set or something because she kept disrupting him...
and that clip from the "Josh answers the internet's questions" or whatever video about the google searches where he answers "Is Josh Hutcherson taken?" with "Well, I have a girlfriend, yes, but like... I'm me. And I'm here for the world."
LIKE?? WHAT DOES THAT MEAN, JOSH?? WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?? WHO SAYS THAT?? (Maybe I'm insane/toxic but if I was his gf and he answered that question with any kind of "I have a girlfriend, BUT..." I'd be pissed LMAO. Like excuse me?? What BUT?? TEN YEAR RELATIONSHIP.)
Anyways sorry I just wanted to join in the discussion and rant <3
IM SO HAPPY MORE PEOPLE AGREE i was kind of nervous to say how i felt because i knew soooo many josh fans believe everything on that account.
claudia traisac is her own person !! and i completely agree, if she crops josh out, that’s fine. if she posts him, that’s fine. it’s not of our business whether she posts or doesn’t post about him. the arguments always contradict each other like you said 😭 with the “she never posts him” to “she always post him”, people can never make up their minds.
about the set of future man, i can’t find anything that says she was banned. i think you’re using the pictures of them “fighting” as an example of her disrupting him, but here’s some pics from the same day, only moments after
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she seems happy!! i’m not trying to disagree with you or anything, just informing you :3
the way he worded the “i’m my own person” thing during the interview was weird, but i think he just means he doesn’t want it to be “claudia and josh” “josh and claudia”, etc. it’s “claudia traisac” and “josh hutcherson”, and he wants it to be known that way.
thank you for replying!! i’m sorry if i’m taking this too seriously, but abuse is a serious issue in relationships and for people to be throwing that word around like it’s nothing.. it’s terrible.
i hope i can use my page to inform people about the truth of this relationship :)
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ariaterramoon · 2 days
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Eli is Canadian?!?
It's never outright canonically stated, BUT Slugterra IS a Canadian show, AND Eli's va, Sam Vincent, is Canadian.
The script has Canadian lingo in there, easiest example of this is Eli calling his slugs "bud". Oh! In ROTE, one of Will's security questions mentions a cabin they used to go to, Canadians are notorious for going to their cabins for vacation!
(Do you know how many of my classmates went to cabins? I was so jealous lol I want to go to a cabin)
Sooo it's 99% likely he is Canadian. Aaaand I'm Canadian and I'm biased soooo, Eli's Canadian for me lol (there's rarely any Canadian mc imo lemme have this 😭)
I like to think he's from the GTA area, from Hispanic heritage.
It's why I included hockey and lacrosse in my poll yesterday, Eli is Canadian, and no one can tell me otherwise 😤😤😤
EDIT — clarified my first sentence as I am literally using the canon as evidence lmao but you get what I meant.
Og: There is no canonical evidence.
Edited: It's never outright canonically stated
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lunar-years · 7 months
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Roy’s been so obsessed with Jamie the whole time, actually. Keeley ‘s a little bit weird about him too.
- While flirting with Keeley in the press room, trying to get her to give him a second chance “Because I like you more than I hate him”
- Keeley being turned on by Jamie offering an inkling of vulnerability after showing up at her door
- “Every time I wanna kiss my girlfriend, I can’t stop thinking about Jamie fucking Tartt”
- In the middle of making out with Keeley, literally on top of her after he’s just walked in on her masturbating, “What did you tell the prince prick of all pricks about going back to Richmond?”
- Jamie thinking Roy and Keeley started dating just to make him jealous which. Well. Keeley technically had sex with Jamie to get back at Roy in Season 1
I’m probably missing some moments but They Are Just So Weird About Each Other. And in retrospect, the love triangle angle could’ve been done soooo much better. I hate that Jamie’s apology for the video leak is diminished when he tells Roy about it in the bar, but I do understand it shows their character regression and serves a greater purpose for Roy’s arc. And maybe it’s an unpopular opinion, but it would’ve been more interesting if Keeley and Jamie had sex after he apologized in S3 (although the hug was really sweet).
idk why but the way you worded it "Keeley's a little bit weird about him too" actually made me laugh out loud lmao. Thank you for that anon. I think Keeley ALSO being unhinged about Jamie is something that is underrated!
I think my favorite is the scene where Keeley masturbates to Roy's retirement presser because the whole thing is SO 'Jamie is the third person in the room right now even though he is not actually here in the room.' Like. Let's compile the Evidence in that scene alone:
Keeley's vulnerability kink is activated so hard by Jamie having traced her to her coffee shop to seek her advice specifically that she immediately goes home to have a wank about it. Except she can't wank to Jamie can she? That would be bad because she's In a Committed Relationship. So she pulls out her old reliable Roy vulnerability video to wank to that instead. (Already it's pretty crazy.)
But then Roy comes home and Keeley tells him how hot she finds him when he's vulnerable, suggests again he take a chance on the pundit job and then uses JAMIE AS THE COMPARISON. literally fully well knowing how Roy can Get about Jamie Tartt, she's on about 'Jamie is brave.' 'At least Jamie is trying to get better.' 'YOU'RE JUST LIKE JAMIE.' i mean, GIRL?? insane. this is all after being walked in on mid-wank mind you.
In midst of all that, let's queue up another super sexy roykeeley kiss. at this point the conversation has MOVED ON. only for roy to BRING JAMIE UP AGAIN. 'what did you tell the prince prick of all pricks?' WOULDN'T YOU LIKE TO KNOW ROY. whyyy are you still thinking about him. unbidden. as you are right in the midst of foreplay with your girlfriend.
Insanity on all sides of the triangle ❤️
But all of your examples are spot on and I fully think the weirdness about one another started even before any of that and got FAR WEIRDER from s3 and beyond. For instance, Keeley in the season one bar scene openly getting turned on by Roy with Jamie right there... one could argue that she was already leaning towards trading in Jamie for a nicer model but frankly. I think girl was angling for a threesome even then. And good for her!
Keeley and Jamie sleeping together after he came to apologize would've been a MESS. I would love to read a fic of that!
Part of what is so fun to me about the three of them canonically ending the series single is that the possibilities and configurations for smooshing them all together remain endless. maybe they all three figured it out at the same time and got together in a very romantic and cute and non-angsty way. BUT. if you want to be messy. roykeeley or jamiekeeley or royjamie can get together first, and whichever one is left out can just absolutely without a doubt be Going Through It. Meanwhile things aren't going fully well for the couple, and it's far from bad but they still can't get it RIGHT because it still feels like something (hint: someone) is missing. The someone who is currently off to the side thinking they aren't good enough aren't lovable aren't ever going to be okay again but at least their favorite two people are happy :( without them :( :( glorious
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trans-androgyne · 3 months
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lol i KNEW you didn’t have the balls to post that first anon ask. ur a coward and ur a toxic whiney little asshole for purposefully cultivating an atmosphere where youre the most special oppressed little boys and its soooo unfair that the whole entire world hates you sooo much
Lmao “you don’t have the balls” “you’re a coward” says the person who won’t come off anon. Imagine being pressed that someone posts mostly about transandrophobia on their transandrophobia side blog. “Transmascs who talk about their oppression are whiny little boys who want to feel special” soooo original. Definitely not just blindly parroting a hundred other transandrophobes. You’re exactly that kind of person people arguing with me keep insisting doesn’t exist, so I’ll respond to this just to have that evidence. Thanks :)
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