Mercury was in retrograde, so, there you go. @grimm-scythe - Tumblr Blog

just a reminder that this blog is run by someone who:

— is anti ICE & fascism — is pro-choice & feminist — supports trans & queer people — hates generative AI & capitalism — supports immigrants & people of color — is pro-environmentalism & social justice — supports palestine & all other territories unjustly suffering

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୨୧ — When his daughter brings home her first potential boyfriend at fifteen, Sukuna doesn't say a word. He simply sits across from the terrified boy at the kitchen table, his fork clinking against the plate, the sound sharp in the tense air. The entire time, he maintains unblinking eye contact while you attempt to salvage the rest of the dinner conversation with meaningless small talk.

After about twenty minutes, Sukuna finally speaks, "You touch her wrong, they won't find enough of you to bury. Got it, boy?" The boy is out the door just as you bring out the dessert, and your daughter doesn't speak to her father for three days. But when rumors start to circulate that the same boy pressured another girl into something she didn't want, his daughter quietly finds him outside sipping on his favorite whiskey.

Sitting next to him -her shoulder pressed against his-, she whispers, "How did you know?" Sukuna just shrugs, but there's understanding in the silence between them. After that, she doesn't fight his "inspections" quite so hard. He's always been her protector after all.

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୨୧ — During a parent teaching conference, his daughter’s literature teacher suggests she might be "troubled"… due to her persistent interest in writing dark, violent stories… The teachers eyes flicker towards Sukuna’s tattoos and scars, suggesting it might be due to the home environment.

Wrong choice of words.

Before you can intervene, Sukuna leans forward and asks with a deadly calm, "You ever read Dostoyevsky? The fucking Bible?"

The teacher nods, shrinking back in his seat…

"All full of violence. All considered genius. My daughter’s writing isn’t the problem." His voice never rises, but the temperature in the room seems to drop a whole ten degrees as he continues. "Your small mind is."

Two weeks later, your daughter rushes home holding her regional writing trophy. Sukuna has her piece professionally framed and hung in the living room next day.

Because at the end of the day, that’s still his little girl.

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Sukuna and his Teenage brat <333

jacksally

THE RIGHTEOUS GEMSTONES 4.08 — On Your Belly You Shall Go

oliviadumhan

And do you, Elizabeth Henshaw, take this man to be your lawful husband, to love and cherish in death as you did in life? I do. MARSHA THOMASON as Sara Evers in THE HAUNTED MANSION (2003) And do you, Evelyn Alexander, take the master to love, honor, serve, and obey for all the days of your eternal life? Yes. NATHALIE EMMANUEL as Evie Jackson in THE INVITATION (2022)

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immortality as theft (you have to steal life from something else) immortality as parasitism (there is something else inside You that is keeping you alive and you become less of yourself more and more the longer it stays in you) immortality as violence (everything is trying to kill you because everything is supposed to die and the universe will always try to find a way to right the wrong that is You) you understand

ninewheels

#at least once a month I think about that one post about laminating a paper towel#and how that makes it immortal but also forever prevents it from fulfilling its true purpose#yes you will live. but at the cost of everything that makes you You

(courtesy of noknowshame)

akaanmo

i think i just witnessed a miracle

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fractiousrvt

There is always hope

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IT FOLLOWS (2015)

dir. David Robert Mitchell

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SCARY MOVIE 2000, dir. Keenen Ivory Wayans

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Shawn Hatosy in the making of Ready or Not 2: Here I Come featurette

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COME ONNN

grimgasm

sergeant sad eyes reporting for duty

groovyangelkisses

pope who knows his dick is big so everytime you makeout and start to put your hand on him, he pushes it away. now you just think “oh okay, he’s not ready for intimacy yet.” understandable!

but it gets to a point where one day you convince him to pull down his jeans and you see his thick, heavy cock slap against his tummy. i mean heaaaaavy, like the crimson pink tip is so big & his balls are spilling out of his boxers and he’s soooo warm.

and you’re just staring— gazing, rather. his cheeks & ears are so red and he’s avoiding eye contact nervously as his fists clench and unclench. bare assed, sitting on the bed sheet and swallowing as he pinches his mouth and looks at you… sweet, doe-eyed you. you coo “oh andrew…” in lust and he’s shakily replying “‘m just… really big, didn’t wanna scare you off… or anything.”

FUCK