thinking about this percabeth quote from chalice of the gods
We sat in silence for a minute, our shoulders touching. We were both ADHD, but I could've stayed like that for hours, perfectly content, appreciating the way the afternoon sunlight glinted in Annabeth's hair, or the way her pulse aligned with mine when we held hands.
the way her pulse aligned with mine when we held hands……………. like what. what did you just say. this isnt normal i feel sick
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JUST REALIZED I NEVER POSTED THIS HERE ANYWAY *smacks art down on table* I love them so much
I'm so happy this show finally got released because it has been a long 4 years and of course, it has its flaws but I love it all the same
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One thing for those who have watched The Boy and The Heron or will watch it. The Japanese title for it is How Do You Live? And Miyazaki stated he was leaving it for his grandson, saying, "Grandpa is moving onto the next world soon but he is leaving behind this film".
The deaths of contemporaries and friends such as Satoshi Kon and Isao Takahata and also the expected successor of Yoshifumi Kondo were things that have always weighed heavily on the back of Miyazaki's mind.
He recognizes the industry and the occupation for how soul crushing it was, grinding up either the spirit or the physical body of those who work in it. He loves and hates the industry he stands on the peak of and fully recognizes how it will probably be the death of him. And he knows it'll leave him unable to say a lot of things to his Grandson.
So How Do You Live? is a lesson. For his grandson. For himself. For his two sons. And probably for anyone else willing to pay attention.
Hayao Miyazaki is a flawed man that makes things so important to so many people. And I think more than any other film of his, in this you get to pull back the curtain a bit and see him at work. And what should be this giant unblemished titan can be seen for what he is, a sad old man who had higher hopes for himself and has even higher hopes for the people he makes his work for.
It's a beautiful thing to see another's humanity in their work. To look past the artifice and glam of commercialized art and find humans behind it. And humans willing to show their humanity and mortality is even rarer. And something to be celebrated. So when you watch it. Or if you've watched it already. Understand that this film is Miyazaki kneeling down, weary after years of weaving dreams and making mistakes, reaching out and saying to you that he hopes you can do better. It's an old man who's made all the mistakes of the world passing it on to you, hoping you do better, and making sure you know it's okay if you don't.
How do you Live? By making mistakes. By messing up. But still moving forward. And still reaching out.
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Price or simon that can't keep up with their younger gfs sex drive. They want round 2 don't get them wrong but love just give em a minute to catch their breath. Fucking them until they're shooting blanks. They have that dumb dick still but just give them a second in between rounds
(fem!reader, mdni 18+)
this is so price. price so used to the long days away on deployment where at most he might be able to rub one out if he needs to. so he's not entirely prepared for the treatment he gets from his sweet, sweet girlfriend upon returning
"agh, fuck," he rasps out while you're riding him. haven't slowed down at all ever since he gave you the green light to use him as he pleases. he'd pounded into you for two rounds before laying back. saw how needy you still were still and told you to use his dick however you pleased since he didn't have the energy. so you gladly did all the work while fucking yourself on him.
"feels so good. missed your cock," you mewl above him while shifting your hips up and down the length of him. you're kneading his chest and that fluffy tummy of his while grinding against him.
"oh, sweet girl," he groans out. clenches his jaw when you rotate your hips on him and clench so his dick gets squeezed nice and tight. he grips onto your soft hips and just keeps them there as he throws his head back. "g'nna cum soon? don't think i can't feel the way you're milkin' me dry."
you moan and just keep looking down at him through your lashes. keep bouncing those hips on him. "what about you? you've cum a lot, haven't you?" you grin and lean down to rest against his chest.
"whatever my girl wants, she gets," he grunts. but then you feel his dick twitching inside you again. but he's flood you a couple times before. now just cumming dryly as his cock throbs. he's sure that it's red and swollen inside you as it leaks whatever else is left after fucking into you for so long.
"you cum again, old man?" you tease and grind your hips down on him again.
he pants against you and finds enough energy in him to roll his hips upwards into yours. "don't start playin' with me, sunshine. 'else this old dog is gonna teach you some new tricks."
you moan when he bucks again and slams his cock just a little deeper inside you. open mouth turns into a smile at his warning, like you're challenging him (you are)! because you know he's a little too fucked out to properly put you in your place, can't keep up with you... right?
"you sure about that?" you try, matching the movements of his hips. however, you didn't anticipate that him letting you do all the work by riding him was a way for him to conserve his energy. and you've been fucking yourself on his length for quite some time.
he takes his opportunity to flip you over, groaning at his sensitive cock moving in you again. forces the weight of his hips into you so meanly now that he's got his energy back. his cock is still throbbing from all the fucking before, don't get me wrong. but nothing gets him harder than the sight of your face when he splits you open. gives him enough energy for just one more.
"oh, i'm sure. brat."
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