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#this has been in my drafts for AGES

shuyis · 3 months

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Billy & Babe during their ep.5 reaction

#the sign #billy patchanon #babe tanatat #billybabe #the sign the series #thesignedit #thesignsource #*#this has been in my drafts for ages

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dahyun · 11 months

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a collection

#this has been in my drafts for ages

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rosedominatesyou · 1 month

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My friend on the phone: “I can’t die. I’m a god. Nothing can kill me.”

Her right afterwards: “These take 4 minutes to microwave? I can’t wait that long, I’ll die.”

Me: “I thought you said you can’t die?”

Her: “….oh, yeah - right.”

#mine #miro posting again #sillyposting #this has been in my drafts for ages #but in t4t years that’s actually just like 2 months

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normal-is-a-raging-psychopath · 1 month

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me starting to watch rwrb: i adore that alex's core issue with henry is addressed so early, giving first timers an idea of what going on on alex's side with the rivalry. i hope its addressed with henry later as well.

they did not address it. Alex explaining it only gives the melbourne climate conference as an answer for why he dislikes Henry (genuine question- why did they change it from rio olympics). he talks about it to nora earlier about being compared and stuff and logically people are supposed to connect the two and see they're related but I've already seen people saying that Alex's reason for rivalry is childish and stupid and it's not?? he does have his reasons. even Henry points out how minimal it is and as far as he knows, it kinda is. there's still basis but it lacks depth. we don't get to see Alex's insecurity which touches on his need to live up to the expectations and how it's harder because he's the son of the first female president and not white and he has to work twice as hard and this is all directly paraphrased from the book. it cheapens Alex's side of things. it rankles even more when Henry side is explained according to the book and it gives that depth to his character that movie Alex doesn't have now. he seems more childish and I don't know it really annoys me especially since I relate to Alex so much and pains me to see how his character will/is being misinterpreted because of this.

#this has been in my drafts for ages #rwrb #red white and royal blue movie #alex and henry #henry fox mountchristen windsor #alex claremont diaz #firstprince #rwrb movie

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dinneratgrannys · 8 months

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The way Regina is willing to give up Henry forever to save Storybrooke from Pan’s curse

The way Killian keeps fighting to save everyone from Hades even though he’s trapped in the Underworld

The way Rumple sacrifices himself to defeat Wish Rumple even though he thinks he can never see Belle again

“You don’t do the right thing for a reward. You do it because it’s right.”

The way they all get the reward anyways by being reunited with the person they love

#this has been in my drafts for ages

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moonsinkfoxgirl · 1 year

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get yourself a girlfriend who says “itadakimasu!“ before going down on your neck as if she was trying to manifest vampire fangs

#this has been in my drafts for ages #not sure why I didn't post it #in any case now is as good a time as ever #9 more days and I can hopefully experience that bliss again #head full of girlfriend ^_^#rambles from the moonsink

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undescribed1mage · 1 year

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RTC Incorrect quotes :)

Mischa:*Stubs his toe*FUCK!

Ocean:Mind your language!

Mischa:What else am I supposed to say,"Woe is I"???

Ocean:

Mischa:You have to accept that swear words are necessary sometimes.

Noel,talking to Mischa on the phone:Did you preheat the oven like I told you to?

Mischa:You bet!

Noel:At what temperature?

Mischa:535.

Noel:That's the clock.

Mischa:

Noel:

Mischa:536.

Penny:You saved me.I owe you my life.

Ocean:No thanks.I've seen it and I'm not very impressed.

Mischa:*holding a bottle*Is this whiskey or perfume?

Noel:*chugs entire bottle*

Noel:It’s perfume.

Ocean:Do you take constructive criticism?

Ricky:I only take cash or credit.

Ocean:Constance...

Constance:Oh no, 'Constance' in b-flat.

Constance:You're disappointed.

Noel:Three words. Say them, and I'm yours.

Mischa:Three words.

Noel:...

Penny:I slept for almost 12 hours but I might still be tired so lets go for 12 more just incase.

Ricky:Penny, that's a coma.

Penny:Sounds festive.

Mischa:I was arrested for being too cool.

Ocean:The charges were dropped due to a lack of supporting evidence.

#ride the cyclone #rtc #st cassians chamber choir #ocean oconnell rosenberg #noel gruber #mischa bachinski #ricky potts #penny lamb #constance blackwood #this has been in my drafts for ages #rtc ocean #rtc noel #rtc mischa #rtc ricky #rtc penny #rtc constance #nischa #passionfruit #rtc incorrect quotes

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eternalreignblog · 11 months

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Would Clarke ever tie Lexa up to one of the weight benches in the gym and fuck her that way?

She doesn't tie her up, but she does take advantage of Lexa in a compromising position 😈

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Lexa was starting to feel the burn in her arms. She was on the cable machine doing lat pulldowns, and she was getting close to the end of her workout.

Clarke was the only other person in the gym, as was usually the case at this time of night, and naturally, Lexa was looking forward to their post workout fuck that was just around the corner.

She only had one set to go, and her hands kept slipping off the bar, not allowing her to get the last few reps in.

Being the perfectionist she is, Lexa refused to quit before finishing all her reps, so she grabbed some velcro straps out of the equipment bin and with a sime difficulty and a little bit of creativity, she managed to secure her hands to the bar, using her teeth to fasten the velcro on her second hand.

She went about completing her last set, this time not having to worry about the bar slipping up of her grip.

The last few reps were a struggle, having put the weight up this round, and when she hit the last rep and let the bar go, she realised she'd forgotten to rip the velcro off before letting the bar go over her head. Now that she was fatigued, she didn’t have the strength to get the bar back down to release her hands.

Stuck with her hands wrapped to the bar over her head, Lexa’s feet were only just touching the ground, and she regretted her decision to load up the weight this time.

Realising her only way out was to call Clarke to help, Lexa looked around to see where she was but couldn't see her. She started to panic slightly.

Just as she was starting to think Clarke had left early, Lexa heard movement behind her.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" Clarke’s voice rang out over the muted sounds of the gyms' terrible music playlist. Lexa relaxed slightly, hoping to soon be freed from her predicament.

"Oh, thank god. Can you help me get down?" Lexa asked, relief evident in her voice as she craned her neck to try and look at Clarke.

"And why would I do that?" Clarke chuckled, Lexa feeling hands on her hips and fingers teasing the skin at her belly that was revealed with her hands stretched above her head.

"Come on, Clarke. I'm stuck," Lexa pleaded, shaking her hands to prove she couldn't escape, but that only seemed to encourage Clarke.

"I know," Clarke said, Lexa could hear the smile in her voice as she felt hands dragging up her torso, pulling her tank up over her chest.

Lexa gasped and wriggled in her confines when Clarke's hands cupped her breasts, "No, Clarke, anyone could walk in!" Lexa whispered frantically as Clarke pushed her sports bra up, exposing her tits to the open air.

"That's kinda the point," Clarke said, tweaking Lexa's nipples as she struggled against the velcro straps. "And anyway, I don't think you're really in a position to stop me," she taunted.

Sucking in a breath as Clarke’s hand trailed down her front and under the waistband of her tights, Lexa squirmed as the hand dipped towards her pussy.

Clarke was about to find out just how fucking soaked Lexa was, and that wasn't going to help her argument at all.

"Oh my, Lexa," Clarke said victoriously, finger sliding easily through Lexa's drenched folds, circling her clit before dipping inside.

"Oh, fuck," Lexa moaned, hips thrusting involuntary as Clarke's fingers explored her cunt.

"You want this, don't you?" Clarke crooned in her ear, pressing her body up against Lexa's back - Lexa now able to feel just how much Clarke wanted it too.

"Why don't you let me down and we can continue this in the locker room," Lexa attempted to negotiate, but Clarke wasn't having it.

"I think I want to fuck you right here," she said, suddenly gripping Lexa's tights and pulling them down over her ass, giving it a slap before continuing to divest the still trapped Lexa of her clothes.

Now naked from the waist down and with her top pushed up above her breasts, Lexa was exposed and vulnerable, stretched out and restrained to the cable machine.

"What should I do with you?" Clarke asked rhetorically as she stalked around Lexa, coming around to her front so they were eye to eye.

Lexa could see the lust in her eyes and the bulge in her shorts as Clarke looked her naked body up and down.

"Look at you, naked and ready to be fucked by anyone who walks by,"

"Clarke," Lexa pleaded, heart pounding out of her chest, unsure at this point whether it was the fear or the thrill causing her nerves to spike.

Clarke shuffled into a seated postion on the lat pulldown machine, which brought her eye level with Lexa's crotch. Manouvering one of Lexa's legs onto her shoulder, Clarke wasted no time running her tongue through Lexa's sex, devouring her.

Lexa was unable to hold in the moans as Clarke’s lips and tongue worked magic on her clit, licking and sucking, tongue flicking at just the right pressure - the way Clarke knew would get Lexa to the edge in no time.

Giving in to the sensations, Lexa threw her head back and moaned out loud, loving the way Clarke worshippped her pussy.

"Oh, god, Clarke, don't stop!" Lexa cried out, hips bucking into Clarke's mouth as she lapped at her arousal.

"Come for me, Lexa," Clarke said, sliding a finger inside and pumping along with flicking her tongue over Lexa's clit.

It was easy work for Clarke. She was an expert in getting Lexa off now, and Lexa was powerless to stop it.

Lexa exploded on Clarke's tongue, muscles clenching and toes curling as the pleasure rocketed through her body. She rolled her hips, dragging her orgasm out as Clarke continued working her pussy, gently licking and bringing Lexa down from her high.

When her orgasm tapered off, Lexa hung limp and exhausted, wrists still secured firmly to the bar.

"My turn," Clarke said gleefully as she rose to her feet, running her hands over Lexa's body, appearing to be really enjoying her immobility.

Clarke lifted one of Lexa's legs and held it in the crook of her elbow while she dragged her shorts down with the other hand. Her cock sprung up, slapping Lexa on her still sensitive pussy while she struggled to balance on the toes of the one foot she still had on the ground.

Clarke had complete control over her, and Lexa didn't want to admit how much it was turning her on.

"Good girl, so open for me," Clarke praised as she slid her cock through Lexa's folds, getting it nice and wet ready to fuck her.

Slowly, she pushed inside, Lexa's jaw dropping at the sensation.

She was helpless, hanging from her wrists as Clarke started to move inside her. The sounds of chains clanking filled the empty gym as Clarke thrust into Lexa, jolting her against her makeshift restraints.

"This is so hot," Clarke said, using her free hand to pull Lexa hips to hers as she fucked her.

"Mmmph, uhhhhh," Lexa groaned, dropping her head back and savouring the feeling of Clarke using her body. Sensations were heightened for her, being so vulnerable, and at Clarke’s mercy, it was causing her to feel everything tenfold.

Her pussy was clenching hard on the cock pumping into her, Clarke picking up the pace as her breathing became laboured.

"Look at you, such a slut for my cock. Did you do this deliberately?" Clarke accused as she slammed her hips into Lexa's, jolting her against the bar with every pump.

"No!" Lexa attempted to protest, but Clarke had brought her free hand up to circle her clit, causing Lexa to completely lose her train of thought as she rapidly approached another orgasm. "Ugh, oh, AHH, Clarke!" Lexa cried out as her body tensed up, Clarke's cock stroking just the right spot as expert fingers manipulated her clit.

"Come on my cock, Lexa," Clarke whispered in her ear, and Lexa let go, muscles clenching and fluids gushing as she climaxed hard.

Clarke had slowed down her thusting to ease Lexa through her second orgasm, a look of smug sarisfaction plastered on her face as she looked over the absolute mess she had made of her gym crush.

Lexa's mind was scattered, and her muscles were shaking with exhaustion as she came back down from her high. Clarke was slowly thrusting, still holding one of Lexa's legs in the crook of her arm as she fucked her.

"Oh my fucking god," Lexa said, still reeling from her orgasms, not yet trying to process the fact that she might have discovered a new kink.

"You okay?" Clarke checked in.

"Fuck yes," Lexa said emphatically, "you going to fill me up or what?" She challenged, pushing her hips into Clarke’s the emphasise the point.

Clarke shot her a wicked grin before pushing her cock balls deep into Lexa's pussy, holding it there as she leaned in to whisper into Lexa's ear.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard, and fill you with my cum, and there is nothing you can do to stop me,"

Lexa clenched hard on Clarke's cock as the words washed over her, Clarke raspy voice and dominance turning her on so much she could almost cum again.

Clarke started moving her hips, dragging her cock out of Lexa before slamming back in, giving her a few warm up thrusts before she let loose.

The sounds of Lexa moaning, Clarke grunting in exertion, along with the filthy slapping of hips coming together resonated around the empty gym as Clarke fucked Lexa harder and harder.

"Fuck you feel good," Clarke said as she pumped her hips, Lexa lifting her other leg off the ground to wrap it around Clarke’s waist.

Clarke held Lexa under her ass as she hung from the machine, mercilessly pounding into her as she chased her pleasure.

"Mmmm, yeah, fuuuuuck," Clarke grunted out, pulling Lexa's hips to hers over and over.

"Ugh, ugh ughh," Lexa could see Clarke was getting close, her face was scrunched up and red, and her hips were stuttering with the tell tale signs of impending orgasm.

"Lexaaaaaaaa!" Clarke cried out as she buried her cock in Lexa's pussy, shooting her cum deep inside her. She thust a few more times, releasing every last drop inside the restrained woman, emptying her balls completely.

Clarke held Lexa close to her, cock still buried inside as she slowly recovered.

Eventually, she leaned back, softening cock sliding out of Lexa's used snach followed by a gush of their combined fluids.

"Do you think you could let me down now, stud?" Lexa asked, the discomfort in her arms becoming apparent now the adrenalin of fucking had worn off.

"Oh, shit, sorry," Clarke said, coming back to her senses and quickly ripping off the velcro holding Lexa's wrists in place.

Feeling the blood rushing back to her limbs, Lexa rubbed her wrists where the velcro had dug in.

"Are you okay?" Clarke asked, sounding concerned as she pulled her shorts up and gathered Lexa's clothes for her.

"More than okay, that was so fucking hot," Lexa admitted as she took her gear and dressed quickly.

The look on Clarke’s face told Lexa she was very happy with her response, and as they were making ther way back to the locker room to shower, Lexa leaned in and whispered into Clarke’s ear.

"Maybe next time, I'll tie you up, hmmm?"

#locker room au #this has been in my drafts for ages #sorry for disappearing again #my life is crazy right now #but all i want to do is write smut

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genericdegraded · 1 year

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I have always liked Avatar (2009), [hating it is mostly and mainly a USA phenomenon that has spread to the rest of the english speaking parts of the internet? the rest of the world doesn't hate Avatar 2009 the way americans do], and have little to no criticisms about it, but the ones I do have, have always bothered me. all my sentimental triplet ass wanted out of this movie was for the fact that Jake was a twin to be more fleshed out. it was to some degree the thing about him that I related to the most. like maybe show some more that Tommy existed, not just the "wow you look just like him, durh" basic line wich every identical twin, triplet, etc, has heard countless times in their lifes. I've always felt that they mentioned the fact just at the beginning to justify the plot (why Jake was there in the first place, reluctant hero and what not, and a way for him to have an avatar) and then when they got it out of the way they never mention Tommy again. not even in their birthday at the end, wich to me is baffling, I would have mentioned my brother at our own birthday if I were him. the most depht in emotion we get from Jake regarding Tommy, apart from his initial reaction when he sees Tommy in the box, is "he is dead, I know it's a big inconvenience for everyone" and "[the avatar] looks like him" (a line that gets undercut by the "nO, LOoKs liKE yOu" line) and he is never mentioned again (exept for saying that they got lucky with him because he had a marine brother). like. I know that not every twins relationship is like mine with my sisters, (that are basically my best friends and no one understands me better than them), but it must have been heart wrenching to no longer have him there, for him to no longer exist, and to have to step on your brothers path. doing it knowing that you are the one that is going take his place and his dream, wondering what he would think about you doing so. seeing the damn avatar that looks like your brother, and knowing that a little piece of him still remains after all.

(on that note, I don't think people understand that identical twins and triplets don't think they look alike even if they do. my sisters and I are identical triplets and I have never thought they look alike between them let alone I looking like them, sure we may look similar, but in my head it's more like when our brother looks similar to us, we just look like siblings. but I see both my sisters side by side and I see two different people, so I really think that Jake doesn't think that the avatar looks like him, he thinks it looks like Tommy, and he says so ("[the avatar] looks like him"). and a moment, that would've been extremely emotional if it were me, gets undercut by the utterly tone deaf "no, looks like you". no, it doesn't, it looks like (in his head) the recently deceased brother, let him have that moment in peace)

and the birthday thing. I am aware that it technically has been 6 years but come on, it's his first birthday without his brother existing, the first one they don't spend alive together [which i honestly dread to have to experience]. that deserves at least a mention. but apparently not, not even because you are about to fuse your consciousness with your brother's avatar for eternity, on yours and your brother's birtday. am i the only one that got that? is it just me? maybe they didn't have the best sibling relationship and I know that my experiences are not universal and maybe I am wishing for too much, but triplets and twins barely get any representation in media besides cookie cutter copy paste shenanigans with barely any depth of personality, if at all, that are not interested in identifying each individual sibling as an actual character besides giving them different colors, and this was such a missed potential that it annoys me to no end.

when I have re-watched the movie I always do it hoping to find more depth in that aspect of the story, that would make Jake a more realistic character, that would react or think like my experience as a triplet tells me he would regarding that aspect of the character, not just as plot justificacion. it just gives me endless headcanons. like, does Jake have any mixed feelings about Tommy dying and him getting to go to pandora and his avatar? does he ever feel guilty that he's to some degree glad that Tommy died? does he ever regret Tommy's death once he is fully immersed in tribe life? does he ever miss him?

and the endless jokes they both could have made about Tommy's avatar. he is more handsome than you, Tommy. now I have a clone that I actually like. now I can beat your marine ass.

there are really subtle storytelling moments in the movie, like if you are paing attention, you know that there are native people on pandora before the colonel tells us, the arrows in the tires of the bulldozer practically scream that to our faces, that's the first time in the movie that we get the hint of some humanoid alien life. or like how you can tell time passes because of Jake's hair growth (which is also a plot hole because, how did it not grow during the 6 years on the way?). or how people in the background look at Jake weird when they see him on the wheelchair for the first time. there are little nuances like that throughout the movie. there could have been something like that that hints at that aspect of Jake's character traits. for fycks sake, there is a damn narrator in the movie and that's Jake, it doesn't have to be subtle. he could straight up just tell us how he feels about his brother being dead.

I know the the film is not interested in analyzing or pondering the psychological and emotional state and stages of having to step into your sibling's life instead of them, but I wish it had taken the time to flesh it out more. the moments were there, they just had to execute them better?

Idk, it's just that I don't think I ever see Jake mourning Tommy and I needed/expected for it to happen? Tommy gets killed a week before he gets in cryo, so for Jake it's really only been a few days since he lost Tommy when the movie starts. and it get brushed under the rug like a prop. and I am still mad about that.

#this has been in my drafts for ages #hating avatar is mostly an american thing #twin #twins #sully twins #twin erasure #identical twins #identical triplets #avatar #Avatar (2009)#james cameron #avatar 2009 #jake sully #tom sully #tommy sully #rant #avatar rant

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omo-robin · 1 year

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A needs to pee really bad but is too stubborn to tell B. B, however already knows since it was obvious. B waits a while because they want to see if A will admit it. a lot of time passes and A still hasn’t said anything. B notices that A’s state is looking worse despite this so they decide they need to do something about it. B tells A that they need to pee in hopes that A will say “me too” and come with them. A is too desperate to not say anything, especially when they’re going to be close to a bathroom anyway. A doesn’t outright admit it but they silently follow B with a casual “might as well go too” attitude which contradicts how they actually are inside; panicking because they’re bursting. when they get to the bathroom, B does end up peeing as well but only a small stream comes out. A notices this, and after they finish peeing (for wayyy longer than B did) they put the pieces together and realize that B announced the bathroom break not for themself, but for A. bonus if A confronts B about it or B comes clean about it

#omorashi #fictomo #omo prompt #omocute #this has been in my drafts for ages #idk why i didn’t post it lol

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