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no more historic events this decade that is ENOUGH, i’m putting my foot down
History is not done with us yet my friend
I have received all manner of threat, up to and beyond “I will play a flute carved from your femur,” and yet this is the first time I’ve felt truly threatened
i knew posting this in 2022 was risky but holy fucking shit
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Hannibal (2013-2015)
happy pride! 🌈
trueform!sukuna is just so mean to his apothecary. (18+)
sukuna was always so…intense. everything he did was always so painfully precise, planned, it was almost terrifying. you’d always kept your distance from him for as long as you remembered. you were one of his best apothecaries, the cute, shy, polite girl who always kept to yourself.
so if someone told you you’d find yourself, folded in half in sukuna’s chambers, hands pinned to your back while your thighs held you up while you whine like a pathetic animal into his sheets—you’d call them crazy.
you didn’t know what had gotten into your king that day, you were talking to one of the florists one moment, he was eyeing you, but you didn’t know that—but the way he looked at you clad in your robes had sukuna seething and dragging you away the moment the stupid florist tried to move any closer to you.
sukuna was possessive—painfully so, he’d never admit it no matter how much uraume seemed to pry, you were just doing your job, and you did it well. he admired you. that was all. it had nothing to do with the way his cocks would strain every single time you talked to him so sweet, the way his eyes would roam your form, always trying to picture the way you’d look underneath your robes.
that’s how you found yourself here, in sukuna’s chambers while he frantically ripped your robes off of your body, while looking up—you slowly nod, and that’s all the permission he needed before carrying you over, and flipping you over on his cushions, your ass up high in the air, you skin warm while sukuna’s massive palms found your flesh.
“my lord—what’s gotten into you—hck” you gasped, while all four of his arms traced your body, a pair finding your waist, holding you down before one of his hands found their way to your folds, slowly finding your clit, rubbing it almost teasingly before he pinched it almost painfully.
you’d always had easy banter with sukuna, he always seemed greatly interested in your work, and you seemed to have a disturbing fascination with his anatomy—he was beautiful really, and you’d always heard stories of how he never took women to his chambers, a small part of you always wished to know what’d it’d be like to be wrecked by the sukuna ryomen.
you were already soaked, your face smushed against the silk, while one of his massive fingers slit into your slit almost effortlessly, the squelch of your pussy almost echoing in the room while you moved another finger in, slowly motioning them to scissor you open—you were writing in his grasp, one of his arms, holding your hands behind your back while you struggled to hold yourself up.
“gods, you’re so pretty, ‘m gonna work you open so you can take my cocks, sweetheart.” hold on. cocks? cocks, PLURAL?
“haaah—what d’ you mean cocks—my lord”
“i have a pair of limbs, and a pair of eyes, pretty, surely you can’t be that dense?” he cooed, before working you open, your slick running down your thighs, while he circled your clit before moving his hand away, leaving you whining at the emptiness.
but before you knew it, his hands were gripping your waist up, the tips of of his cocks lining with your slit, the heads of his dicks almost painful while they pushed themselves inside you, you could feel yourself trying to escape—
“running away so soon?” his voice was sharp, almost pissed, right before he slammed both of his massive cocks inside you, the tips kissing your cervix while you let out a soft sob into the sheets.
“crying already, gods you’re pathetic.” he spat, his hands moving from your hips to your ass before landing the sharpest smack to them.
he could feel your walls flutter around him, right as he landed another sharp slap to the fat of your ass, revelling in the way the flesh slowly moved before him, the imprints of his massive hands painting your skin the prettiest shade of red.
“oh you’re fucking nasty, aren’t you? tightening around me with every slap, who would’ve know my cute apothecary was such a slut?” the names had you moaning embarrassingly, right before he slammed both his cocks into you again, your poor pussy barely making enough room for him to continue moving—you could feel every ridge, every vein, the grip of his arms around your waist again as he pressed down, his nails digging into your flesh.
you felt impossibly full, the obscene stretching of your puffy slit evident while he continued to move inside you, but gods it felt so good you hardly cared. moaning into the cushions like a wanton slut, your eyes rolling back with each thrust.
and gods, it had you gushing around him, one of his hands finding their way to your clit again, slowly pressing against it, before you gasp, seeing stars, squirting all over his cocks, while he snapped his hips against yours again.
your body was giving out slowly, but he refused to let you go until you could feel his warm cum filling you up, the sticky mess running between your thighs—you thought he’d be done by now, but you still feel his cocks painfully hard inside of you, slowly fucking his cum back into you, while you whined beneath him.
you thighs were shaking while your arms were still pinned to your back by one of his arms, his nails leaving behind the prettiest marks on your soft skin, leaving no room for anyone to assume that you were anything but his. and gods the mere thought of it almost had sukuna spill into you again.
all his brain was telling him was to breed you—to fuck you full of his cum, over and over until you didn’t know your own name. and the cursed king never half assed anything he ever did.
“you’re not gonna waste any of it, am i clear?” all you could do was nod, slick in sweat, filled with his cum while he slowly thrust into you, holding you up while you were practically sobbing underneath him.
“you’re so pretty for me my petal, you’re gonna take everything i give you, yeah?” and being the bumbling mess you were underneath him, you’d be a fool to say no. after all who wouldn’t want to be fucked dumb, stuffed full by a cursed king with four arms?
you could practically feel his smirk from behind you, and you knew for a fact that you wouldn’t be leaving his chambers until you were thoroughly wrecked and fucked out of your mind.
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the cycle of life
for all of you:
what if we all explode
This very production of Orpheus & Eurydice is now available to stream, free, for the month of June.
bad media will piss you off good media will heal your soul bad media that couldve been good will ruin your life forever
like literally if i didn’t want to see some weird nonsense i wouldn’t be consuming scifi
“ohh this episode is about meeting a bunch of dinosaurs who developed space travel and left earth to go live on the other side of the galaxy isn’t that crazy?! isn’t that silly?!” sure yeah maybe a little but by focusing on that but you’re missing the narrative reason for it which is to provide a starting point to explore religious authoritarianism and the production of scientific knowledge
just a spoonful of [nonsense] helps the [critical thinking about uncomfortable social and structural problems that are such a fundamental part of the background radiation of our lives that we can't see them] go down
this is the meanest thing anyone’s ever said to me. apologize to star trek: voyager season 3 episode 23 distant origin right now
all my haters become tomaters in my lovely summer garden
A HANDY CHART FOR THOSE OF YOU WONDERING WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH THESE. NOTE THAT THESE ARE ALL THE INFORMAL AND YOU IS THE FORMAL SO LIKE YOU WOULD ALWAYS ADDRESS YOUR SUPERIOR/ OLDER PERSON/ SOCIAL BETTER WITH YOU BUT WITH YOUR BUDS YOU CAN USE THESE.
To repeat the sentence I used to remember this last time something similar crossed my dash:
Thine octopus doth try to strangle thee. Thou art eating thy calamari.
also thou/thee/thy/thine correspond perfectly to I/me/my/mine. even the “thine (vowel word)” thing, think “mine eyes have seen the promised land”
Reblogged for addition
It also helps some people to know that the Spanish and French tu, and the German du, are the equivalents of thou in English. Those languages never lost the informal you; English did.
method actor this method actor that. toshiro mifune played a guy getting shot at by arrows by getting shot at by arrows
and yeah i believe it. ^ this is the face of a guy getting shot at by arrows
So that’s basically how it went down
I resent just how fucking accurate this shitpost is, congratulations OP, you effectively illustrated how Darwin’s Theory of Natural Selection became accepted by the wider public using a FUCKING MUPPETS MEME, here is your A+, get the hell out of my office
