#long sorry

[moosekababs]

currently thinking about sebpainter (as usual) but like. (under the cut but its nothing nsfw just then being flustered and emotionally complicated idiots. very wholesome /gen)

uh. so. in my brain they're still in the blacksite for this but it might work better elsewhere like maybe the fucking zillion hour long sub ride to the surface. but somehow seb ends up singing bohemian rhapsody because that's like, The Song he can think of that he knows all the words to off the top of his head. and then he gets like super into it in that way that everyone gets because that song touched the hearts of probably 90% of the population that heard it. and ofc painter is absolutely entranced, and seb feels embarassed when he turns around and painter is just looking at him with this lovestruck expression and so he tries to play it off like "anyway that's how most people would do it in karaoke--" or something and then like. this inspires painter to try drawing something besides a landscape for once (even though i know he has that one screen of drawing seb during a sunrise or whatever but shhhh play with me in this imagination sandbox shhhh) and like. later on sebs like "you're pretty quiet, is something wrong?" and painters like ah no!! just drawing!! and they have an awkward little exchange where sebs like "oh cool you've been having trouble for a while, can i see what you're working on?" and painter, who has been drawing sebastian in the midst of belting queen, is so flustered and tries saying shit like "oh well its just an anatomy exercise" and "it's not done yet and its not very good so its probably not worth looking at!!" and sebs like "nonsense i bet its great!" and painter finally deflates and is like, "ok just.. promise you wont be upset" and sebastians like ??? yeah ofc not? and painter reluctantly shows this splotchy, mostly-color-blocked wip of sebastian and they both have this moment where like. sebastian doesnt know whether to feel embarassed or flattered or what. and painter is wallowing in the idea that drawing sebastian might be a Not Good Thing To Do, especially without permission. And they're silent for a long beat before painter starts tryign to explain himself and ends up saying something gay like "it's just that you're the only thing worth drawing, not that i wouldn't draw you if there were other things because you're cool and nice and i'd draw a million pictures of you if i could but that's weird, i don't mean it like in weird way!! i'm sorry i can erase it if--" and sebastians like "wait no dont do that i like it, i just don't know what to say because nobody's ever drawn me before and like. you make me look way too cool already!! but i like it and i want...! ... i want you to finish it!! if you want to."

idk all of this came from me thinking, what song would sebastian know all the words to. and then i was like, what song do I know all the words to, even? (there's not many) and then i was like oh bohemian rhapsody, and then i thought about the lyrics and was like oh yeah. oh yeah he could sing this and get really into it and super passionate and hurt his own feelings unintentionally with the lyrics and then get embarassed by how vulnerable he became without meaning to. but painter, as one of his very first exposures to music, is absolutely besotted. but now im just rehashing waht i already wrote lmfaooo

anyway i might try to write an actual drabble of this later, idk.

[hazelj-xoxo]

How much would you love me for seducing you into letting me tie you up and blindfold you, stripping you naked so you're completely vulnerable, pinning clamps to both of your nipples. What you didn't know was I'd text a few guys I've fucked and told them I've got a surprise for them and some friends... They find you on your knees waiting like a good little whore, not knowing how many strangers are about to use all of her holes. And omg do they use you, all ten of them. Before you had time to ask what was happening they were fighting to have their cocks down your throat and when it was their turn they fucked it relentlessly, not caring that you were gagging and choking and practically throwing up over their cocks. Before long a few of them started using your other fuckholes, they didn't bother to warm you up, one guy stuffed his big black cock up your arse which stretched you to the point of tears, then they forced you to take DP for the first time, making you an airtight little whore. At one point they even had two cocks in your pussy. They fucked you for so long that some of them needed toilet, but not wanting to miss any of the action they just peed all over your gorgeous thick hair. Eventually, they took turns cunning in your pussy, your arse, and finally they took the blindfold off to cover your petty little face in cum properly.

The best part is I recorded all of it, so when they're finally done I can cuddle up to you, kiss and massage your aching body and you can rub my aching pussy for me which has been so wet and needy this whole time while we watch the video of your gang rape together. I know you'd love me for this baby 💖🥰💕😘

ooohh my god 💀

i would be soo trusting, letting you restrain me like that - maybe on all fours, ankles tied together, knees tied together, wrists tied together. blindfolded so i can't see anything (or anyone) around me. feeling you put the clips on my nipples gets me so excited, im dripping nd twitching, waiting for you to touch me... but you don't. instead i hear you walking away, opening the door, and letting more men into the room, who walk in and find me like that. 😳

i can't see them, but i hear them moving closer, undoing their pants. i smell musky cocks bouncing free, rubbing all over my face, while more hands start smacking my ass, pawing at my tits and pulling on the clips you put there. i open my mouth to obey and start sucking on the fat, wet head of the first, while more cocks are slapped on my forehead nd ny cheeks. im drowning in dick. my throat is still too tense for how hard they're choking me, but they just tell me to relax and take it all the way down, fucking over my gag reflex until im retching and crying. i can't stop them. when one pulls out, and i can breathe, another, fatter one is shoved in, and pushed so deep he's stretching my throat open.

lubed up from all the spit, they start fucking my pussy, then my ass. i cant help how good they feel. dizzy from a lack of air, and the pain of having my ass forced open to swallow his cock, im limp and wet and completely gone. all of them keep abusing me - slapping my tits, twisting my nipples, gripping my throat in their hands, spanking my ass - and my brain goes numb.

by the time im airtight, im not even there anymore. im an open, relaxed little slut who says and does whatever they want. two cocks forced in my pussy makes me cry, so they take turns rubbing their slimy cocks on my cheeks, or their balls in my face. when i feel the warm, wet piss dripping down my hair and body, i cry even harder.

laying on my back, they all get close. they talk to each other about getting me pregnant, and make me beg for them to cum in my ass instead. i take multiple loads in each hole while i beg, both holes red nd sore from taking so much. leaking cum from how gaping open i am, they take off my blindfold, and my wet, teary face is painted with more cum.

i would lovelovelove to lick your pussy while they all get dressed and leave. you could count the cash they gave you and tell me how absolutely ruined my body is now. i would go completely limp and let you touch me everywhere, flinching when you rub my aching holes. the video would be so hot...💦

[alder-reid]

Olive had invited him to stay in the Capitol for the week following Hearth Day. Like the city’s sleeping, she’d told him, and he’d found that she was right. His only experience with the Capitol prior to this was the whirlwind rush of fear and constant activity before the Games and the unshakable attention of every Captiolite in the room at his ball. This version of the Capitol was more subdued, pleasant, even. If it weren’t the Capitol, he might even like it, but neither he nor Olive would ever go so far as to claim that, he knew. He’d gone out to pick up some food, pocket loaded readily with more money than he’d ever had- or needed- in his life, and a thick coat pulled around his shoulders. Seven got cold in the winters, but in a wet, gloomy sort of way. Here, the air made any exposed skin sting painfully in the subfreezing weather, dirty snow clung to his boots and froze his toes, and he pulled a thick hat and scarf around his head and face to stay warm. 

He’d successfully managed to get groceries with only a few lingering stares, but no comments or “biggest fans” today, thank God. At first, he was lost in his thoughts as he started back for Olive’s apartment, turning to look behind him briefly, completely by chance, as he heard something hit the ground near him. Just a piece of ice he’d kicked, but behind him, someone from the store, someone who looked... bizarrely familiar, but in a way he couldn’t place, especially with his features hidden behind a hat and coat.  He must be paranoid, he knew, but something about it made his skin crawl and heart beat faster. Just to be safe, he took a sudden turn down the street, not the way back to Olive, then another. After a couple of blocks, he looked back. The man was still there, following. Alder picked up the pace, making two more erratic turns, now in a more residential area- if the guy lived here, surely these would not be the most logical way home. At a cross street, he paused, trying to casually appear as if he was adjusting the grocery bag. Still there. Closer now.  Alder’s chest tightened and breaths quickened, spiraling now to full panic. What did he want? Why would he follow him? Did he want to hurt him? Kill him? It took all of his willpower to not sprint, but he started with such urgency, head down, that he nearly ran headfirst into someone not a few hundred feet later. “I’m sorry--” he began to apologize, eyes wide, then realized he recognized the face. Dahlia Ambervale, from District One- the rest of the Seven team had been helping him learn other Tower occupants before these Games so he’d know who was safe, who was not. Dahlia sat firmly on the “maybe” list, depending on her mood, but he just had to pray she was in a good mood right now. “Help,” he whispered, “I’m being followed, please help.” @dahliambervale

[rawritsamehh]

top5 dan looks, and top5 phil looks!

THIS IS SO HARD AND TOOK FOREVER 😂

Phil:

All black in general, red plaid + grey denim jacket, any denim jacket tbh, THE SWEATER!!!!, his soft boye tye dye shirt :’)

Honorable mentions: the maroon shirt sleeve heart button up, the ghost T-shirt, and the non merch fox sweater

Dan:

Favorite sweater and undies? I stan. We need to see more of this vertical stripe shirt!! I love it!! Horn hoodie- 10/10 favorite. Potato sack deserves ALL THE RIGHTS. I love the simplicity of the little :| shirt + it’s my favorite of his curls :3

honorable mentions: the laser cat shirt, the moth button up, the howl shirt + cardigan combo

[star-byrd]

24 and 54, blumentrio?

soulmate au + secret relationship... oh boy,,,,caleb has known that astrid and eodwulf were his soulmates since the day they were selected for ikithon’s program together, a blossom of brilliant flowers blooming around his wrists and winding their way up his arms, matching those on astrid’s hands and eodwulf’s shoulder.he had loved them.

the eleven years he spent in the asylum, those flowers remained, and his soulmates came to visit - bringing books, that he couldn’t read, pillows that he didn’t touch, things he wasn’t allowed to have. when he escaped, too, the flowers stay.

he dreams, sometimes, in those years on the run, of them. not normal dreams - he knows what a sent dream is like, knows the taste of it’s magic, familiar on his tongue, and those dreams are the kindest, because astrid and eodwulf do not ask questions, but they hold him while he cries and apologizes, and say that they still love him, even if they don’t understand. even if ikithon would like it better if they broke the bond. even if ikithon -

he starts hiding his soulmark. if ikithon finds him - 

astrid and wulf have been hiding theirs for years, and years, and years, makeup carefully applied when magic was thin and glamour spells when they had enough energy to cover. 

he joins the mighty nein, and keeps hiding it, and keeps hiding the dreams, even when bluebells scrawl their way across beau’s ribs and jester’s cheek, even when he knows that he and nott share a matched pair of thistle flowers, even when their group - this tiny family that they have made, when flowers grow with their camraderie. he keeps his original hidden.

but one day, ikithon finds them.

and he is not alone, and astrid and wulf are there, they are there, in person, living and breathing in front of him -

he has seconds before the fight begins, but they are seconds he uses well, magic dropping around the brilliant bloom of color on his arms, brighter than the scars.

there are seconds, still, when astrid and eodwulf look at eachother, and a moment that lasts seconds more - of understanding, of longing, of hatred, of peace -

there are no more seconds when ikithon’s body falls and he joins astrid and wulf in a long-needed embrace.

[berrysphase]

Nirvana in Fire rewatch liveblog part 15

Ep 34 - 36

This first scene is another one I immediately went back and watched again, it is so good, watching MCS impaled on his own ironies and unable to protest about it is so great, watching Jingyan's abashment ratchet up step by step is so great, Meng is just so great

I am still unsure what to make of the scene where Consort Jing hears of the death of the eunuch who helped xiao-Xin escape the palace. She seems genuinely surprised to hear the news, and (as we, unlike Consort Jing, got to see his motives) it certainly seems like the Hua network would have way more reason to eliminate him than she would; and xiao-Xin is ever so conveniently sick; but then we get the ominous music and the shot of Consort Jing fingering her ingredients. so did she arrange to have him poisoned? That is so stone cold I don't want to believe it, and it really does seem to make more sense overall if it was the Hua but... I am really not sure what to make of that shot.  I am confused :(

Oh, we can see the imperial princesses sitting with the Emperor’s children at the New Years dinner! There's a big whatif -- they are complete nonentities in the story, yet the Emperor’s sisters are such pivotal figures.  What do you suppose the story looks like from their point of view?  Why aren’t any of Jingyan, Jinghuan, Jingxuan close to their sisters?  How different the story would look if they were political players too; if Jingyan had a sibling who was still close to him.

Yujin's eagerness to have a part in MCS's plans entrusted to him is so delightful, I am utterly charmed

HA Consort Jing deliberately engineered xiao-Xin's suspicion of her shrine as a means to dislodge xiao-Xin from her palace. Her face when she goes off to visit Consort Hua leaving xiao-Xin behind! She knows exactly what's going to happen

“We are sisters”, says the Princess Consort to Banruo, that is the same language the Emperor's various consorts use to each other, I really didn't catch that; ow. Also, she continues to make really awful fashion choices, I consider this a cornerstone of her characterization

Oh hey did Yujin put together that whole story about Miaoyin Court's closing himself? It's really brilliant; MCS couldn't have done better. I love Yujin coming in to his own so much.

Prince Ji genuinely seems like the emperor’s brother in this scene.

It's interesting that Wei Zheng's powerful adoptive father knows his identity, is willing to commit treason for him, knows to come to MCS for help -- and still doesn't have the faintest clue that MCS is Lin Shu.

It's too bad we don't get to see Jingyan talking to Xia Dong -- that would be such a fantastic missing scene, plz tell me there's fic

Skdjdha I love how the obvious clock of the incense that MCS and Jingyan burn parallels the stealth clock of the tea pot, that is SO GOOD

And I love how Jingyan is restlessly pacing while MCS is bent over, invalid; this is a little glimpse at how incredibly badly Lin Shu would have dealt with having to wait for news like this, it would have been ten times worse.  “I can only wait here like this?” says Jingyan, and Mr “this same thing got to me so badly I burned my own hands out of frustration” says, “You have your own battle field.” I love MCS' hypocrisy so much

and I love that you can really see on rewatch how when Marquis Yan looks at the tea kettle he’s not thinking carefully about how to riposte but just plain how to keep the conversation going when his usual reply would be just to stand up and walk out, ahhh

hA Jingyan rushes forward to hear the report but Li Gang just bows and gives it to MCS behind him

I feel like there's something really important about how the great failing of both Xia Jiang and the emperor is preemptive paranoia.

so I love Jingyan making his decision here and owning it, and the contrast to Prince Yu is so sharp -- Jingyan makes his decision here, cost or no cost, and makes his strategist help him carry out what he wants, while Prince Yu is now increasingly dancing to Banruo's tune.

argh, how can a drama that otherwise has its act so much together fake flute playing so incredibly badly?

Wei Zheng has really been knocked around. This dungeon is not a place where people stay in one piece.  I hadn’t caught the weight of that the first time -- his entire purpose is to be bait, they have no need to interrogate him, he is already condemned to death. They hurt him just because they are the police, and he is a criminal.  And no one is at all surprised. oof.

[actuallyanasari]

Hello everyone! I was asked by @guineapigzwei to try some headcanons for Cody, Rex, Wolffe, Fives, Echo, Kix, and Hardcase with a pregnant S/O.

So...I tried it! I kinda went overboard and had fun doing this and actually made it too long. SO I’m making it into a few posts. Hopefully, brings some joy to ur day. Let me know if you like it ✌️

First post is Cody-Wolffe:

Cody:

* I feel like he’d be afraid at first?

* He’s like, “Haha, (Y/N) you’re hilarious.”

* After u don’t respond, he kinda is like oooh this isn’t a joke.

* Mainly afraid because he doesn’t know how much he can be there for the kid, and also, he could uhhh perish?

* Plus WHAT IF OBI WAN FOUND OUT?? Wouldhe get in trouble???

* But then as you start to progress he starts to become more comfortable with the role

* Like, he shows up at ur place while on leave loaded with all ur fave snacks, drinks, vitamins, whatever u need

* He’s like I hear u will get cravings?

* He realizes that this child is something he can give you even if he has to leave?

* He lets u know he’s committed to u both no matter what

* DAD JOKES, starts saying ALL the dad jokes

* He likes to tell them to the baby when ur asleep

* SWEARS the first kick happened as a result of his joking

* He gets a nooma doll because waxer and boiler day it’s cool

* He was somehow able to meet u on coruscant for the birth(crazy I know but obi wan was drunk and gave them all a night off)

* Let’s u hold his hand as much as u need

* (Regrets this later when his hand is bruised)

* He doesn’t know what to say when he holds the baby.

* Just holds it and stares and they stare back at him

* This goes on for awhile

* It’s cute

* He doesn’t know the first thing about parenting but, he loves the baby so come what may

Rex:

* First thought is “Kriffing hell”

* Don’t get him wrong he lives u and is actually excited to be a dad!

* But...he has a lot of responsibility and some life and death stuff going on.

* Worries about not being able to be a good dad.

* What if the kid hates him??? What if the kid never gets to know his dad??

* You talk some sense into him tho, as in that, whatever time he can give will be enough. ❤️❤️❤️

* He started texting MORE

* sends updates about what he’s doing so he can know how ur doing

* He sends u bad karaoke vids because kid mentioned something about that being good for the father baby connection??

* U love it and it makes u laugh

* As time goes on, loves getting updates from u about the baby via holo-net

* He may or may not be taking souvenirs from each planet to make a sort of collage for the babies room.

* When he’s home with u, he cooks and cleans

* Tries to make u feel really special

* He can tell how ur stressed and scared about being a parent and he is too but. He’s so happy to be doing this with u.

* After umbara (if pregnancy is around then) he cries at the thought of what’s happened, and the thought that he could’ve left you two so easily.

* But also, he realizes that this parenting thing is just one of many ways he can make his own decisions and be his own man

* SHOWS UP LATE TO BIRTH BUT WITH STUFFED ANIMAL AND SOUVENIRS

* ur kid will stop crying ONLY in his arms

* This baffles him

Wolffe:

* When u tell him the news he’s deadpan SILENT

* he slowly gets up and gets a drink of card, swirls it and sips it.

* Ur thinking well...this is going bad????

* U know him enough to know he’s SCARE D

* He tells you he needs a second

* AND OH BOY HE IS SCARED

* he honestly is like how can I be a father?? I don’t even have a father???

* Thinks he’s too mean to be a dad

* But also like...he’s more scared because a part of him is excited by it???

* Like somehow this grumpy, mean man can not only have you, but somehow you guys were able to make something from both??

* The thought of having a fresh start with someone is kinda amazing too

* He finds u and says So, if what can I do to help us do this?

* You cry some happy tears cuz u know that was better than expected

* As progresses, he sends u ALL the free samples of diapers

* Sends links to things like nearby schools and daycare

* He’s already planning out his schedule to make sure he can be there with u and FOOD and whatever u crave when he’s on leave

* He’s willing to hold ur hair back, snuggle, rub ur back anything. For u to be comfortable.

* He understands how much this is hard on u and WORRIES

* TBH he’s somehow more crazy and worried about the birth than u

* “Did you take ur vitamins today (y/n)?”

* It’s endearing tho especially because he’s so scared

* Can’t be there for the birth originally BUT PLO Koon May or may not kinda know about ur pregnancy and totally support u two and what he views as the birth of his new grandchild SO

* somehow for some weird made up mission makes sure Wolffe can be on coruscant for the birth

* ComES RUNNING IN

* V LOUD

* like IM HERE FOR MY CHILD AND WIFE ARE THEY OK?

* When he walks in and sees u and the kid he freezes

* He cries when he holds them and they hold his hand

* Tries to name them after PLO Koon regardless of variation

* From then on calls them his pup

* U and the child received gifts, formula, a cookie basket “anonymously” from Plo Koon and the Wolfpack

[sofancydancy]

Today I worked with the dick from my work and I finally got up the courage to ask him if he would split tips with me today. HE NEVER DOES IT. However, I worked my ass off so I went for it. I’ve never seen someone turn green so quickly. I do the tours at my work and I don’t split with him but it’s because HE DOESNT SPLIT WITH ME. He doesn’t split with ANYONE. I split with my other coworkers though because we join our tips at the end of the day. He KEEPS IT ALL. He’s terrible...Basically he accused me of stealing from him and told me that I “cheat my way through work.” HES THE LITERAL WORST!! I do my job better than he does and he knows it. He snaps at me all the time at work and in front of customers...I was SO ANGRY and I just decided to leave and he tried to give me $25 as I was leaving. I told him that I didn’t want it and left in tears. I have never hated someone more. He literally thinks that I’m a gold digger and asked me, “What more do you want?” Like, RESPECT????? Is that so hard????