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margokesses · 5 months

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Cannot stop thinking about thresh and reaper in the hunger games movie. Two black boys who are shown to really strong and could easily take out the other tributes. And how they're precieved as violent because of it.

But when they enter the arena they're seen as the exact opposite. The only death that we see thresh take on screen is clove bc she kept bragging about rue's death. Which we can tell hurt him bc if you look at scenes before the games he seems to be protective of her. And he could have easily killed katniss but he spares her life because katniss humanized rue.

And with reaper. We're told that he killed a peacekeeper in his district and he threatens snow but in the arena its shown that the only thing he cares about is protecting dill. He even defends her from attackers in the beginning and tells her to stick by his side.

And I cannot stop thinking about rue's death. And how although it is violent (a spear through her body) it's not shown in a grotesque way (I don't think we even see blood when she pulls it out). And with dill it's a similar situation. A girl with tuberculosis who drinks water that she doesn't know is filled with rat poison. And when she drinks it she doesn't convulse or do anything dramatic she just lays down and dies.

And I can't stop thinking about how those deaths are instantly humanized. Katniss and reaper both scream in anger when they find out about it. They cry about it. And then they instantly mourn her. Katniss stays with rue until the end and sings with her until she passes and then gathers flowers to give her a proper burial. And it's the same with dill. Reaper grabs her body (and the other tributes and removes their weapons) and he covers them with the flag of the capitol. To show that they're the cause of tributes deaths.

And then katniss and reaper bodly faces the camera and expresses disdain for what's going on. Katniss raises the 3 finger salute and reaper screams "are you gonna punish me now??"

And I cannot stop thinking about how when thresh dies you don't see any of it you just hear screams. And when marcus is in the arena he is tied up and beaten and shown as an example bc he ran away and he could have easily died a violent death from the other tributes. But he is given a mercy killing by another tribute. And when Jessup dies. It's because he has rabies from protecting Lucy gray from the bats on the train. But he also dies in a non violent way bc he was given water to scare him away and he just ends up accidently falling. And how when reaper dies its him being engulfed in snakes because he finally accepted his fate.

And idk this probably doesn't make sense bc it's currently 4am in the morning but as a Black fan I am glad that in a world where my people are constantly dehumanized and our graphic deaths are released in video format for the world to see and be desentized too....

It's nice to not see anything violent and dehumanizing about us in a series about kids dying to the death. Like everyone knows that the black kids are gonna die but they could have done something really violent with them and it's nice to not see that happen.

#the hunger games #tbosas #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #reaper ash #thresh #rue #jessup diggs #marcus #dill #hush ke #my only critique is the colorism in rue and dill casting but that's a topic for another time

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heedmywarnings · 9 months

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Behold 5

"Yes, that creature could be... an Ichthyocentaurs!" Iron Tongue Tian bodly exclaimed proudly to captivate the attention of listeners. But honestly, all they're hearing is a huge ass monster that could possibly destroy the harbor. (They got traumatised from Osial lmao.)

"No, that just looks like a Centaur." Zhongli interjected, a hand on his chin.

"I-If that's what the wise consultant says..." Iron Tongue Tian looks defeated.

Strange.

This isn't how he remembers them.

They weren't like this before.

But he never finished studying under them in the first place.

So, who is he to judge his master's knowledge?

That creature... they have the upper body of a human, but a lower body of a horse. Horns adorned their head with long vines of hair that covered the chest. Undoubtedly, that's his Master.

Well, this is awkward. Isn't it?

You just blankly stared at the woman infront of you. You can't speak, you jave no means of communication. But the woman named Ningguang makes it her mission to converse with you.

"They seem to understand phrases.. can you write?" Ningguang asks, a bit hopeful due to some quick deduction.

You showed her your hand and basically gestured how it is impossible to write with a hand that incredibly large, then you showed her just your fingertip--which was enough to crush 40 Jade Chambers.

Ningguang retreats to her thinking process. It's fine, she can do this, she's Ningguang after all.

"Hm, I hope Xiansheng doesn't blame me for this rather large catastrophe."

#genshin impact #sagau #self aware genshin #sagau cult au #genshin imagines #genshin #eldritch #eldritch read #eldritch reader #eldritch sagau #centaur #Ichthyocentaurs

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atierrorian · 1 year

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Love and Affection

Summary: Where the the Red Rose Tyrant is clearly in love~

(It's clear I favor Riddle lmao, BUT CAN YOU BLAME ME!? I JUST LOVE HIM SO MUCH!!)

(Alright we're going off topic but yeah)

Warning: None just an ooc Riddle who is enjoying himself

Word count: 711

The Red Rose Tyrant who ruled an iron fist in the Heartslaybul

The one who follows through all of them

The one who makes the others follow the rules

The one who makes those that break the rules pay

No matter how ridiculous the rules are

And no one is exceptional to break those rules

Well maybe except for one

"Is it just me or do you think Riddle has become more.. lenient?" A heartslaybul whispered to one another as if trying not to get caught talking such things.

"Dude keep your voice down, but yeah I have noticed that Riddle has become just a little Lenient these past few days." They whispered back and looking around as if trying to look for someone and continues talking.

"Do you think it's because of you know who?"

"Now that I think about it, yeah, I think they are the reason why Riddle became more lenient with the dorm, of course still ruthless either way but still!"

Two heartslaybul whispering to one another about this strange behavior of the Tyrant and hopes not to get caught of whispering such things.

"What are you two mumbling about?"

And the Tyrant was right on time.

And all in his glory.

Riddle Rosehearts.

The two students were shock, and then snapped out of it and apologized.

"WE ARE SO SORRY FOR BLOCKING THE WAY DORM LEADER!"

One of them shouted.

"No shouting in the halls, and keep your voice down unless you want your head off ."

The two students kept quiet while going to the sides to let the Tyrant walk.

They watched as their dorm leader headed to where [Name] was.

"Man that was scary!"

"I really thought my head was gone man!"

"Thank the sevens that [name] is here.."

The other one nodded and just hoped for the best.

[Name] who was just chilling and playing with the hedgehogs who adores their company while [Name] was happy that they enjoyed their company.

But they didn't hear the footsteps that came closer to them with each and every graceful steps.

The hedgehogs noticed someone sneaking up on them but suddenly got excited.

They wiggled out of [Name]'s lap and ran towards the person, [Name] looked behind them to see who it was and it was Riddle Rosehearts.

"Ah Hello Riddle! I didn't expect to see you!" [Name] exclaimed while getting up and removed any dirt that was on them.

"Hello [Name], and also don't sit on the dirt like that please." Riddle said while [Name] was sheepishly chuckling and their hand on their neck.

"Sorry Riddle they are just so cute!" [Name] Exclaimed and picked up one of the hedgehogs.

"And plus this one looks just like you!"

[Name] said and showed Riddle the hedgehog who had a red color just like him who squeaked in surprise, while Riddle was also surprised.

"See, isn't he just the cutest? He reminds me of you!" [Name] bodly said.

If it was anyone it would have already been "Off with their heads!"

But no.

He loves them too much, so he just let it go and was flustered at the comparison to a hedgehog.

But he will admit, it was cute.

And thus the Red Rose Tyrant smiled while [Name] and the hedgehog were playing with each other and decided to let his guard down around them.

Although they may not know how to expressively show his love to them, it's clear that they also love him too and that's all he needs.

Riddle smiled at the scene of [Name] booping the hedgehogs nose and giggling, they turned to look at Riddle and asked to join them to play.

Riddle was quite conflicted but [Name] grabbed his hand placed the hedgehog on both of his hands.

"Don't drop them alright?"

Riddle slightly scoffed but was still smiling and nodded.

The both of them laugh while the hedgehog was between the two like a child.

For them he would let them break the rules and let them have his love and affection.

And in return, their love and affection as well.

While the two were having fun two certain students were watching them, with a fond smile while the other was taking pictures.

"#TheRedRoseTyrantFoundHimselfSomeLove!" "Cater just stop that please."

I just love Riddle so much!! He deserves all the love in the world!

#atier's works✎#riddle rosehearts #riddle rosehearts x reader #Twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader

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mysterialss · 10 days

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MAY THE LOVELY MAID ASK FOR A PROMO ?

hello !! pls use the names mari , lollitta or myu for the maid , she goes by she / her proununs but dont mind he at all !! the maid is a demi girl & demisexsual lesbian who uses xenogenders and neopronouns !! she is bodly 13 so pls dont be weird with the maid !! the maid is also autistc and dhd and this efects of the was she talks , pls understand !! the maid does layouts (tumblr , discord , twt , pinterest) , rentry graphics , reply icons (for mutuals only) , stimboards , moodboards , icons (shaped , pride , matching) and psds (mutuals only too) !! for now she only do things on her whitelist for comfort reasons , the maid is doing this bc her inbox is VERY empty and she also improved on her edits, so why dont try your luck ?

TAGLIST :: @kiochisato @demeurel @iv-ry @sanguisettes @hisivan-archive @roguefort @rosendoru @rrozeta @locketslover @rookmeo @cherryshh @virtuousa @venshuko @vvirtuallycute @mrfortunates @macchiane + everybody who want to !! (pls dm her if you want to be removed)

#✦✦ㅤ﹒ㅤpromo #self promo

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lee-lucius · 7 months

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Tickletober Day 1: Secret

Summary: After a ticklish encounter, Killua and Gon both discover the secrets they were keeping from each other.

Word Count: 2,012

I'm back! Sorry for disappearing, but going back to has been... an adjustment 😅. Anyways, I'm back for Tickletober, and I'll do my best to update. I hope you enjoy! 💙

The smile on his face was blinding. Golden streaks of sunlight shone through the shutters, streaming across his tawny skin; dazedly bright hair splaying across the cushions, enrooting itself into the depths of the couch; his head bent at an unnatural angle, body pinned in a mass of entangled limbs. Through the scuffle, Killua caught glimpses of him—his eyes squeezed shut, a flush blooming across his skin with the brightest smile Killua had ever seen illuminating his face.

"Leheheohoriohoho!" Gon cried, bursting with brilliant laughter, as he squirmed hopelessly in his grasp.

"I don't wanna hear anything from you but an apology, you little punk!" Leorio growled with mock anger, a satisfied smirk on his face. He almost looked happier than Gon.

"Wahaihit! Nohoho! Nohohohot thehehere!" He squealed, after Leorio seemingly moved to a worse spot. It was hard to tell with all the squirming.

"Come on, I want to hear it! 'I'm sorry, Mr. Leorio! I won't do it again!'"

"I'm sahahaharry!"

"And?" He asked teasingly, but gradually eased up on the tickling.

"Ahahahand I wohohon't ahahgahain!"

Killua didn't know what Gon even did. He only came rushing into the room after having heard Gon's screams, only to be greeted by… this. The two hadn't even seemed to notice him standing in the doorway.

Until Leorio finally eased up, releasing Gon and ruffling his head with a chuckle. "That'll teach you a lesson not to mess with me. Oh—hey, Killua! When did you get here?"

Gon peaked a glossy brown eye open, meeting Killua's, who immediately looked away, blushing after being caught.

"I heard the noise and came to check it out," he muttered, gaze firmly on the floor. "Then I found you two idiots."

"Hey, I'd be careful if I were you! Or else we might just get you next. Right, Gon?"

He laughed good-naturedly. Killua didn't know if it was because of what Leorio said or the fact that he hadn't stopped giggling since Leorio let him go.

"I'm not ticklish."

"Oh yeah?" Leorio challenged, a grin growing on his face.

"I'm not," he exclaimed bodly, raising his arms and crossing them behind his head with a smirk. "Go on. Try me."

Barking out a laugh, Leorio quickly strided across the room. "You're just asking for it now."

Despite his cool demeanor, Killua couldn't help the nerves spreading through him. He didn't think he was ticklish, but he actually wasn't sure.

He'd been isolated in his home his whole life, until he left for the exam. And his family certainly wasn't affectionate. He was more likely to get a punch than a hug growing up. The only exception was with Alluka, and while they had a few playful interactions over the years, Killua always started it, and Alluka wasn't one for revenge.

So, he had never actually been tickled before, despite his false bravado. But, at the very least, he hoped his training would come in handy now.

Leorio had now crossed the room and stood in front of him, wiggling his fingers in a teasing way that made Killua's heart beat faster. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if he was ticklish.

"You sure you don't wanna beg for mercy? I might take it easy on you if you do."

Killua only laughed confidently, making Leorio tsk and shrug, digging his hands into Killua's armpits, saying, "It's your funeral."

Then, after a moment, "Huh?"

There was nothing. No reaction from Killua. Not the slightest twitch of his lips, and his arms didn't budge for a second.

"Well then… I guess I'll just have to try somewhere else!" Leorio exclaimed, still confident in his ability to reduce him to a laughing, begging mess.

Again, nothing. Not at his stomach or sides or ribs or anywhere else he tried.

Dumbfounded, Leorio shook his head, "Are you… really not ticklish?"

"I told you, idiot," Killua shrugged, brushing past him to turn back to his room. "This was a waste of time," was all he said before he disappeared, leaving behind a disappointed Leorio and Gon.

It was hours later before the subject came up again. After dinner, Gon and Killua had returned to their shared room to settle down for the night, when Gon suddenly blurted, "Are you really not ticklish?"

"What does it matter?" Killua asked, a faint blush heating his face. He faced the wall, hoping Gon wouldn't notice from the other side of the room.

"I'm just surprised. I didn't even know someone couldn't be ticklish—is it part of your assassin training?"

Killua hesitated. "It's… a secret."

"A secret?"

"Yeah."

It was stupid. It was Gon. There was no reason not to tell him the truth, but he didn't know why he'd lied to Leorio earlier either.

The idea had been exciting, and Killua was never one to turn away from a challenge, so he let Leorio tickle him. And it did tickle, or at least he thought it did. It had never happened before, but it sent a weird, warm, fuzzy feeling throughout his whole body. Instead of laughing, he ignored it and carefully controlled his reactions to appear unaffected.

"What if…" Gon started, drawing him from his thoughts, "I told you a secret, and then you told me yours?"

He paused, considering it. It wouldn't be that bad for Gon to find out, and he was curious; he didn't know Gon kept any secrets from him.

"Fine, but you have to promise not to tell anyone."

"Yeah!" Gon eagerly shot up from his bed, running over to sit next to Killua, who reluctantly turned to face him, hoping his face wasn't as hot as it felt.

Gon offered his pinky in a surprisingly familiar routine, and Killua locked it with his own. "Pinky promise and if I lie, stick a thousand daggers in my eye! And seal it with a kiss!"

It didn't sound exactly like how Killua remembered Gon doing it with his Aunt Mito, but he didn't say anything, simply smiling at the subtle change.

"Okay, you first," Killua ordered.

Gon didn't hesitate. "I like being tickled."

His brows furrowed, "Why's that a secret?"

"I don't know," Gon shrugged, flopping onto his back. "I just haven't told anyone before. It's a little embarrassing…"

Killua flopped down next to him. "Well I don't think Leorio or Kurapika would want to tickle you if you didn't like it."

"I guess. Anyway…" he looked at Killua expectantly, "what's your secret?"

His face heated, and he shifted to lay on his side, facing his back towards Gon to try and hide his embarrassment. "It's stupid."

"Mine was too."

He sighed, mumbling, "I think I am ticklish."

"Really?" Gon exclaimed, shooting up. "But you didn't react to Leorio at all!"

"Yeah, but it felt weird. Like… tingly," he shrugged, burying his face in his hands to avoid Gon's gaze. "I don't know. That was the first time anyone's tried to tickle me."

"Hmm…" he hummed in thought, considering. "What if I tickle you?"

"What?!" Killua exclaimed, dropping his hands from his face to prop himself up on his elbows.

"Then we can find out if you're ticklish. Want me to?"

He frowned, toying with the bedsheet between his fingers. "What if… I don't like it?"

"Then I'd stop," Gon answered simply. "Promise."

That, he supposed, made sense for Gon to say. Still, it was an odd sentiment.

Touches, throughout his life, had been designed to hurt, a painful lesson he'd have to learn if he was to continue his family's business. It never mattered if he wanted it; in fact, his family seemed to enjoy it more when he didn't.

There was no casual affection, no simple comforts, no consideration. Nothing like the simple ease Gon's, and his other friends, touches promised. There was instinctive unease, the desire to build up a facade and hide behind it, the lessons to never show weakness, but none of that mattered now.

Because Gon and Leorio and Kurapika, they wouldn't try to hurt him. He was safe with them.

"Okay, you can try," he finally answered, taking a deep breath.

There wasn't even a moment to compose himself before Gon pounced on him, wildly scribbling his fingers across Killua's stomach. He gasped, wriggling beneath him as the tingly, electric feeling spread back through him, shocking his limbs and making his heart stutter.

"Okay so far?" Gon asked, grinning in that beautifully bright way that made it hard to look at him, so Killua brought his arms back up to cover his face again and nodded.

"I-It's weheheird," he giggled, slightly muffled by his hands.

"Good weird or bad weird?" Gon asked, stilling his hands to let Killua gather his thoughts.

"...Dunno," he mumbled, blush darkening.

"At least now we know you're ticklish!" He said, then, after a few moments of silence, "Want me to keep going?"

It was another few moments before he slowly nodded, "Y-You can."

"Then…" Gon reached out, grabbing onto his wrists and pulling his hands away from Killua's face, his own hovering a few inches above it. There was a weird feeling in Killua's chest that he didn't have the time to dwell on. "I want to see your face."

Overwhelmed, Killua turned away, looking at the wall instead. "Whatever."

He could practically feel the brightness emanating from Gon's smile without even looking.

"Ready?" Gon asked, releasing his wrists. Through the corners of eyes, he swore he saw Gon curling his hands into claws.

"Three…" he drawled, giggling to himself as he counted down. "Two…"

Killua just wanted him to get it over with already, which definitely was because of how annoying Gon was being, not because of the building anticipation that made it feel like his stomach was doing flips.

"One!" he cried, digging his fingers into Killua's ribs, making him burst into loud, wild, boyish laughter.

His arms shot down, shoving at Gon's who managed to masterly avoid him.

"Should I stop?"

There wasn't time to think about how embarrassing it really was, only how much fun he was having with his best friend, and how he was safe and comfortable and receiving an almost foreign affection. "Nohohoho!"

"Good, cause this is really fun! Right? But tell me when you can't take it anymore, okay?"

"Ihihi cahan tahahake ahahanythihing!" he boldly exclaimed, then squealed and shot his arms down when Gon prodded at his pits.

"Are you sure?" Gon teased, "I just started, and you're already laughing a lot."

"Shuhut uhuhup! I cahahan—cahan tahahake mohohre thahan yohohou!"

"Reall—hehehey!" he burst into laughter when Killua suddenly shot forward and latched onto his side, squeezing rapidly.

"Whahat? Cahahan't tahake ihihit?"

"Ohof cohohuhurse I cahan!" Gon managed between laughter, wriggling into Killua's ribs as the boys wrestled on the bed, targeting the worst tickle spots they could find.

They both put up a valiant effort, but Gon knew he lost when Killua latched onto his hips, kneading them.

"Wahahait! Wahaihit!" he shrieked, releasing Killua's sides to grab at his arms, struggling to escape.

"Bad spot, huh?" Killua smirked, doubling his efforts. "Come on, I win, right? Say it!"

"Yohohou wihihihin!"

"Yes!" Killua cheered, letting go of Gon and pumping his fist in the air.

Gon collapsed against the bed; Killua falling next to him, as they both desperately panted for air, still laughing together.

Once he managed to regain himself, Killua turned to look at him, an exhausted smile tugging at his lips. "That was fun."

Gon's own smile grew. "I'm glad… yohou… had fun. Should do ihit again… sometime," he wheezed between breaths.

"Yeah," he smiled. That weird feeling in his chest was back. "But it's way too easy to beat you."

"I'll win… next time! 'Sides…" Gon paused, allowing himself to fully catch his breath before continuing. "Besides, there's no way you'll beat Leorio. He's too good."

"He didn't get me earlier."

"Yeah, but you were using your assassin skills! Just wait until he really tries. He's unstoppable, and Kurapika helps him most of the time," Gon shuddered, making Killua laugh.

"That sounds fun."

Gon beamed, "Yeah."

#my writing #tickling #tickle fic #hxh #hunter x hunter #hxh tickle #hunter x hunter tickle #gon freecss #killua zoldyck #leorio #lee!gon #lee!killua #ler!gon #ler!leorio #tickletober #tickletober 2023 #crow's tickletober 2023

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roguelov · 9 months

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I think this would be a cute idea: You want to take a selfie with your lordly boyfriend and use it as phone wallpaper, but you're not sure he'd agree, and you start to wonder can endless even be taken a photo of? Legend has it that vampires have no reflection in the mirror, so what if this also applies to supernatural beings such as an endless (Now that I think about it, this could he vampire endless Dream headcannon) but you decide to ask him anyway. Dream has never taken a picture before and he's warmed by the idea of you carrying his image around in the waking, so agrees, and you bodly give him lots of smooches on the cheek while taking the picture.

My poor heart can’t take this 🥹🥰

“What’s on your mind, my dear?”

You jumped at Dream’s voice. You had been awfully quiet which concerned Dream.

Turning to face him, the breeze of Fiddler’s Green blew through his chaotic midnight hair. His pale blue eyes matched the sunny sky behind him. His face was sculpted by gods and artists.

He was picture perfect.

Hence, your silence.

You wanted to take a picture of Dream to keep on your phone. So, here you laid silently debating to ask him. Was it rude? He was the anthropomorphic being of dreams and nightmares, his concept of reality was far different from your own.

“Talk to me,” he said, cutting through the silence. “What has you so distracted?”

You.

“Well, I was wondering and you can be blunt with me,” you began, “if we could take a picture together?”

“A picture?”

“Yeah, one with my phone.”

He cocked his head, “Can I ask why?”

“To just always have a picture of you on me,” you mumbled slightly embarrassed. “But, I didn’t know if it was rude or not to ask.”

Dream’s expression softened. To have a picture of him? What an odd, but endearing act. “My dear, I would be touched and honored.”

You perked up, “Really?”

“Yes,” he reassured you.

You smiled widely. You quickly pulled out your phone and tapped on the camera icon. “Come here,” you said, holding up the phone.

Dream leaned over. His body was very stiff as he glanced between you and the reflection of himself and you on the phone screen.

You shook your head, bringing him closer. Smiling at him, you kissed his cheek and snapped a picture. You laughed at his stunned reaction, but he quickly smiled leaning more into you.

Now, he understood.

You took multiple - an outrageous amount to be honest - pictures of kissing him, him kissing you, and just smiling together.

The pictures were perfect, however, it wasn’t until later when looking back at them. In a few of them, Dream’s eyes were completely pitch black with a twinkle of stars.

How odd.

#the sandman #morpheus #dream of the endless #morpheus x reader #dream of the endless x reader #anon #ask

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