I think I forgot to show tumblr this but it's been over a year since Phoenix Wright appeared on my crashed laptop screen
we're not kids anymore.
trying on a metaphor
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I think I forgot to show tumblr this but it's been over a year since Phoenix Wright appeared on my crashed laptop screen
i want to talk about this idea the fandom has that curly didn't do anything to help anya. the fact of the matter is, curly didn't do anything to help anya on screen.
when we first join the conversation, anya's already told curly about the assault and is just updating him on her pregnancy status. we're never privy to what that first conversation looked like, what anya said or how curly responded or what decisions were made about it. but given that anya confided in him twice more about the situation (that she was pregnant and later that she had told jimmy), i have to assume his response to the initial assault disclosure was sufficient enough in her eyes that she knew she could continue confiding in him.
this exchange reads to me like "what to do about the assault" has been an on-going conversation between them, but curly has limited options to help her. but if he could figure out something to do, he'd do it.
let's look at the options available:
tapestry Masterlist
Status: finished
King Steven had a wandering eye but you never thought it would fall upon you.
chapter i
chapter ii
chapter iii
chapter iv
chapter v
chapter vi
chapter vii
chapter viii
chapter ix
chapter x
chapter xi
chapter xii
chapter xiii
chapter xiv
chapter xv
chapter xvi
chapter xvii
chapter xviii
chapter xix
chapter xx
chapter xxi
chapter xxii
chapter xxiii
chapter xxiv
chapter xxv
chapter xxvi
chapter xxvii
chapter xxviii
chapter xxix
chapter xxx
chapter xxxi
chapter xxxii
chapter xxxiii
nightwing teasing y/n with his Escrima sticks (erotic electrostimulation) before he slides himself in... please and thank you
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rating: 18+ (MDNI)
Dick had you tied up on his bed. Spread wide open. Wrists and ankles hooked to different ends of the furniture, forbidding you from moving even an inch. Of touching anything that wasnāt him or his dick through the walls of every single hole you owned. Heād been in all of them tonight.Ā
You were a bliss of sweat and overstimulation. A pool of your mixed juices already soaking the bed sheet underneath you. But your boyfriend had a vigilanteās stamina, and even though heād made you cum more than four times tonight, and he himself must have had just as many orgasms as you, he wasnāt even close to finishing off with you. Ooh, he could last the whole night.
Feeling his cold hands sliding through the valley of your tits, you squirmed once he grabbed at one of them tightly. His nails dig on the sensitive skin, leaving red crescent moons as another piece of decoration on your chest, joining the purple and red stains and the bite marks he had left earlier to create a beautiful and sinful body of art.Ā
Your eyes pooled with water, and you extended your neck to catch a sight of his tall frame on top of yours. His hard-on slammed on your cheek, right beside your mouth, and you just had to turn your head, the only part of your body you still could move, to catch it between your lips. You sucked on the tip, the taste of his precum and your highs, all together, hitting your tongue. Abruptly, he thrusted his hip, sinking his cock deep in your throat, and you left out a muffled cry. A tear falling down your face.
Dick let out a chuckle. Dark and pretentious. āCanāt leave a hole unattended for too long. Right, my little slut?ā he said, wiping your tears with his thumb. His cock still filling your mouth, making your jaw hurt from being open wide for too long.Ā
The sweet gesture of his thumb caressing your cheek had you fooled. Thinking he was done being rough. But, he just diverted your attention away from the long stick he had in his hand. You only realized what he was doing when a strong jolt of electricity swept through your entire body from your core, making your back arch up from the sudden sensation. You almost let out a scream, if it wasnāt for your full mouth.
āQuiet. Quiet, little one,ā he cooed, stroking your cheeks with his knuckles.
You felt the stick resting on top of your clit again, just the pressure Dick was putting in making you water. Your heart beat faster in anticipation of the sensation about to come, but your boyfriend liked to play. He knew you were expecting it at any minute now, so he wouldnāt give it to you then, instead, pulling it in and out of you with swift moves.Ā
You cried out in pleasure, your moans stimulating Dickās cock and making him cum inside your mouth. His seed spilling out of the corners of your lips. When he finally slipped his cock out of your sweet little mouth, another strong burst of energy hit your clit and this time you let out a loud scream. Dick laughed at you again, enjoying every single one of your squirms, cries and pleas for him to stop. He wasnāt going to stop, not yet.
Suddenly, you felt his presence leave your side, and instead of finding time to pull yourself together, you worried about what he was about to do to you. The room was silent, and you had your eyes slammed shut, too weak to even open it. You felt your last orgasm sliding out of your folds, pooling under your ass. Without any warning, his cock ripped you apart, following along with one and another jolt of energy from his escrima stick.
With his free hand, he pressed his fingers on your waist, trying to keep your hips down. āQuiet,ā he devilishly laughed. But your body jumped with each thrust and each jolt he continued to send through your body. Soon, he had you cumming once and twice, to the point your body was so weak it wasnāt responding anymore to the sensations he had been giving you.
Unresponsive, you laid in bed trying to catch your breath, while your boyfriend reached his high once more within your walls with a loud grunt.
āYouāre so good to me, my little slut,ā he complimented, leaving a trail of kisses from your oversensitive clit, all the way up to your lips. āSo. Fucking. Good.ā He gave you a kiss, tongue sliding in as you felt the ropes getting loose. He had you untrapped, and immediately your arms and legs wrapped up around his neck and waist. He laughed again, the vibrations reverberating through your body. Pulling away from the kiss, exhausted and sore, you felt his lips on your cheeks, your tear soaked eyes, and your sweaty forehead.
Your breathing started to steady, as his lips now lingered just below your ears. Eyes still closed, you were ready to fall asleep, tangled on his body for warmth, and he continued his caresses all over your skin.
āNo, no, no, baby,ā he whispered sensually in your ear. āWeāre not done yet.ā You groaned, and felt his smile speaking against your neck. āWe still have a long night ahead.ā
She likes him a normal amountššš
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art blog // wallpaper ver.
REMEMBER THAT POST WITH CINDERELLA WHERE HER DRESS CHANGES TO THE COLOR OF YOUR BLOG?
THIS ONE DOES IT TOO!!
I found a bunch more!!
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This. is. so. COOL
If this doesnāt work Iām going to cry.
itāS back!
Just reblogging to see if the last one is true
Wait- what? š¤£
Edit: OH WAIT NO I DIDNāT THINK ITāD GENUINELY WORK OMG- (tap on the images to see it after reblogging š¤Ŗ)
iām only here for the last one-
the last one is the only reason im reblogging
Runt: l-lets see
Hmm
For the funny one.
This is important hello (x)
Reblogging again for the fuckboy who ignored it the first time
THIS IS SO IMPORTANT
*slow clap for australia* shit mates. Wow.
I will probably reblog this once a day
Reblog. Always reblog.
perfect star wars cosplay | via tiktok
IMPORTANT
I was honestly expecting the Anakin cosplayer to fall the moment he took a step onto the escalatorā¦..
god i love history
What the actual fuck? I need this story
once upon a time in 1400s-1500s germany there was a guy named Georgius Sabellicus who described himself as āMaster Georgius Sabellicus, Faustus Junior, Fountainhead of Necromancers.ā this pretentious fucker got himself a doctorate and was referred to asĀ āDoctor Faustusā or āDoctor Faustus, that eminent necromancerā whenever he came up in civil records of his time. he became world famousāor whatever was consideredĀ āworld famousā in 1510āfor his ability to foretell the future. after he died, rumours sprang up that he had gained his powers from satan. eventually, those myths gave rise to the āFaust Chapbook,ā a deeply christian story about a man, Johann Faust, who turned from god to satan and was served in his life by a demon named Mephistopheles. this legend was beautifully dramatised by Christopher Marlowe circa 1592 with his playĀ āThe Tragical History of the Life and Death of Doctor Faustus,ā and again by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe in 1808 with his play āFaust.ā both versions preserved and expanded upon the character Mephistopheles, resulting in the name entering popular culture in association with magic and tricks.Ā
in 1939, famed poet T.S. Eliot wrote āOld Possumās Book of Practical Cats.ā one of his poems opened with this banger of a line: āYou ought to know Mr. Mistoffelees! The Original Conjuring Cat.āĀ
in 1977, Andrew Lloyd Webber began writing a musical adaptation of Eliotās book. this musical, āCats,ā hit broadway in 1882. The Jellicle cat Mr. Mistoffelees, still a powerful magician, featured prominently.
in 2019, well, the movie adaptation of āCatsā was released.
Thus:
Knowledge is a curse
Knowledge is a curse.
Goetheās work āFaustā was so inspiring, that french composer, Charles Goudon, wrote opera with the same name (but containing only the first part of the story). It was so successfull and so memorable, that three other composers wrote pieces for violin and accompaniment (piano or orchestra), based on themes from the opera - these are Pablo Sarasate (goddamn show-off of the virtuos), Henryk Wieniawsky (same, but the piece is well known) and Charles Dancla.
the reason why Danclaās name is coloured red is because i canāt goddamn find anywhere the recording of it - thereās none! i found sheet music, but iām excited and salty at the same time about the possibility of being the first one to play this piece.
so yeah - knowledge is a curse.
LND really said "You know what'll be a good idea? Taking Raoul's development from a somewhat spoiled, impatient, confident vicomte to a Sweet, loving and brave young man who only wants to keep Christine safe and making him into a drunken gambling addict who abuses his wife and kid." Huh
Sometimes I think about how amazing the 25th Anniversary concert was, like we had Ramin and Hadley slaying it as Enjolras and Grantaire, and Norm Lewis as Javert and donāt even let me get started on Samantha Barks. And I think hey, letās watch the 25th Anniversary concert againā¦.
And then.
I remember.
You know who.
Reenactor throws a spear at a drone
What a time to be alive.
āThe medieval warrior, realizing the consequences of his impulsive act, immediately approached the owner of the drone and offered to pay for the damage.
The owner of the drone was so impressed by the brilliant attack that he suggested organizing a competition for bringing down ādragonsā with short spears next year.
Drone owners have another year to develop a unique ādragon-likeā design for their flying machines.ā (x)
I am 100% cooler with this knowing that the spear-thrower realizedĀ āoops maybe I shouldnāt have done thatā and tried to make it right, andĀ that the guy who the drone belonged to was cool with it
just so everyone knows, this has already been memorialized in a runestone
Everything about this post blesses those involved with a +4 on their next Today is Good Day roll
I crack up every time at seeing that runestone.Ā
day 19(?): boredom got way worse, trying to make myself a victorian friend
gained conciousness, not ashamed to show some tits
no more bare tits
oh shit a bow
having a moment
š¶sleeves sleeves sleeves makin puffsleeves gonna look like french meringue doesnt even rhyme at all not even a little bitšµ shhhh shhhh go away kitty
aight folks thatās it for today i have some booing to do at the tv about some shitty and inaccurate costumes
good morning sluts, back to work
fellas im straight up not having a good time im in the middle of a lil meltdown over how much time iāve spent sewing roses on my skirt before realizing they were anuses (or ani like cacti? š¤)
weāre gonna be so pretty
wig snatched
shit do i gotta act like a lady now?
if I play dead it might goes away
oh my im getting hotter by the minute
what a lovely creature im having a real beuty and the beast moment⦠wait no that bitch is a furry
Iām SO flattered (and self-centered) i had to hang up your amd @a-sip-of-anxietea ās drawings I just love them ā¤ļø
girlās night out(ish) š»
I know I just reblogged this but it got even better!