always an angel never a god20/f🐌baby snail🐌fanatic in the making
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@fanaticsnail you need to back off my man’s or imma fist fight you
As for dressing Fraser as Rick O'Connell, Bloomfield wanted a very striking look. Something slightly laid back, but very heroic. For the character of Evelyn, Bloomfield went for absolute extremes. She starts off as a museum librarian, looking quite sedate but still very beautiful. Then she removes her glasses and lets her hair down.
THE MUMMY (1999) >> Costumes dir. Stephen Sommers costume design by John Bloomfield
hello beloveds ☺️
Bothering the beast
the thing that gets me about about barbie is that barbie land wasn’t even purposefully a matriarchy, barbie land came about because of the way little girls were playing with their barbies, it wasn’t created by mattel it was created by the people using the toys, so the fact that the barbies ignored the ken’s and had girls night every night wasn’t because they had some bias against him, it was just an accurate depiction of how kids play with barbies. I had some ken dolls as a child and they were essential to the plot in the sense that of course my barbie has a boyfriend because that represented the world i saw around me, but also he didn’t have any purpose in my dream world because i was only interested in what the girls were doing because they represented me and how i wanted to be, I wanted girls night every night I wanted the girls to be president and austronauts and not because of some inherent feminist idea but because I was a girl and I wasn’t thinking about boys, ken was an accessory. this movie wasn’t made to change the world but it showed a different perspective than what we usually see which I thought was fun. Men don’t have to be the centre of all our stories and its not even because we hate them, sometimes we’re just not thinking about them
How They Kiss
Masterlist Here
Word count: 200+ x4
Synopsis: four very different kisses with your favourite one piece characters. Small drabbles for four different scenarios.
Notes: I needed to write some kisses. Just some sweet kisses with our favourites. I adore writing kisses. There needs to be more kisses. This is me procrastinating.
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Aggressive Passion
Zoro, Kid, Killer, Doflamingo, Buggy, Crocodile, Luffy, Roger, Garp, Arlong, Lucci, Nami, Alvida, Ikkaku
Hands heaped in bunches clutch behind your head, fistfuls of your hair scrunched firmly against your scalp. Each moment you attempt to pull away and gasp for air, they're back on you and holding you firmly while their lips latch themselves desperately against your own.
All raw, all passion, all encumbering; consuming all of who and what you are and forging their claim upon you by the brutality of their embrace. Should you struggle to flee from their vice-like grip, desperately in need of a reprieve; their relentless tongue enters your mouth and captures your essence while simultaneously molding themselves into you.
When a small amount reprieve is granted; their lips find your jaw, your chin, your neck, and your shoulders. Wandering fingers scrape and claw at your back as your body is held at ransom to their vivacious lust. They have to claim you, they have to showcase their ownership of all that you are, they have to demonstrate to all surrounds that you are theirs and theirs alone.
Their lips write threats on your skin, and their raspy, lustful voice growls between bites, licks, and kisses.
“Mine,” their voice growls in a predatory rumble, their intentions not only convincing you, but themselves, “All mine.”
Silent Romance
Mihawk, Beckman, Rosinante Corazon, Rayleigh, Law, Shanks, Marco, Aokiji Kuzon, Robin, Vivi, Boa Hancock
Eyes glazed before shrouded beneath their fluttering eyelids, their lips caress yours with more words than lips could ever speak. A whisper calls to you, beckons you in as they rotate their chin to deepen their tantric oscillation.
Their hands wander up to cradle your flesh, gently raking the brush of their fingertips over your exposed skin before dipping beneath your shirt to seek out your body heat. Soft calls of their unspoken plea to open yourself up to a little more, they pull away from your lips to brush their nose and nuzzle their forehead against your own.
Your eyes flutter open, noticing their eyelids are partially cracked and gazing at you with longing. Their bruised lips softly upturn, their squinted smile showcased in the corner of their eyes. Anchoring yourself against them, you reignite their desire by pressing your lips once more to theirs.
As they part their lips, you feel the furrow of their brow in deep concentration, wrapped up in sharing the small carving of their personal bliss painted against you. It was portraiture, mapping your lips with their own and tasting the brushstrokes within each small change in momentum.
They whisper a call of your name, as their lips hover over yours. Their eyes hold more emotion than their words could ever speak.
Desperate Longing
Sanji, Ace, Shachi, Penguin, Helmeppo
The final lunge towards you held you captivated and in awe. Hands gripped at your waist, hips stapled your body between the hard surface of the cool floor, and the warmth of their body caging you beneath them.
Their warm tongue darted out to dominate and consume your own, breathy pants and whimpered whispers pleading a chant of, “More. Please more.”
Your hands reach up to caress their cheeks, hovering over the subtle dips and grooves you have mapped from memory. As they groaned through their struggle to claim more of your flavor over their palate, you met their desperation with only reciprocated passion.
Tugging at their hair has them whine against your lips. A strangulated groan followed by a roll of their eyes in bliss as you rolled them beneath your body with expert skill. Placing your hands beside their head and dipping down, you pressed an equally overemphatic kiss against their bruised lips.
Breath stolen from their lungs, heart beating with anxious rapidity, and hands wandering and roaming over your body; you bit, licked, caressed and sucked on their lips, jaw and neck as they cried out for you.
“Please,” they sniffed a soft sob, gasping their plea with the call of your name, “Please, I need more. Let me have more.”
Nervous Uncertainty
Usopp, Koby, Katakuri, Sabo, Franky, Hongo, Uni, Jimbei, Bartolomeo
A soft quiver in the corner of their lips, their brows elevated into a peaked triangle centralized to their forehead. Your eyes were darting between theirs, watching them wordlessly begin leaning in towards you.
Stuttering in their momentum, they hover their staggering lips over your own and their breath brushes against your skin. What felt like an eternity to them, they waited the turn of your cheek to reject their advance.
Your lips draw up into a broad smile, your eyelashes flutter as you lean in to take that final plunge and meet their lips. A shocked gasp is pulled from their throat, your smile only making their nerves spark with more intensity.
A hum of surprise fled from their lips the moment you parted your mouth to brush your tongue against theirs. Caressing their cheek, you support and guide them to make bolder movements. When their right hand finds your left, they interlace their fingers within your own while drawing their left hand to your hips.
What started with a steady and unsure stagger quickly sprung to more deliberate and intentional movements. They deepen the kiss with an angle of their chin, the brush of their nose and several open presses of their lips on yours.
“I don't do this often,” their voice quivers out their hushed confession, “But I want to keep doing this with you.”
I have a select handful of tumblr mutuals that I'm always like chill-ly trying to impress. if I post something like "I bet she'll love this post" and she don't interact with it I'll be like "I'm not good enough. gotta get better"
peekaboo
its his safe place
thank you for tag big sis, since we are in the same travelling party, you can confirm
no pressure tags: @meleuki @sordidmusings (hehe) @writingmysanity
Tag game!!!
Do this quiz
And this picrew
And tag people(obviously)
@anartistwithamask @gummy-axolotl @shadowthegay @auseryoumayknow @copper-ichor @moonysfavoritetoast @alexthescaredenby @invaderxeya @fungal-boy-witch-yay @artists-void @hazbin-hotel-lucifer-simp @ka1-the-pr0ot @theautumnalcat
just you wait till i get money 🥹🤚🏻🤚🏻
Snail goes Full-Freak
@sordidmusings & @since-im-already-here (smol-snail)
Snail: "Hey, so... Your hazubandos bought you a gift 👀 (with my money)."
Smol-Snail: "A GIFT?"
Sordid: "AAAAAAAAAAA!!"
Snail: "...and you wouldn't mind if I go full-freak with it? Like, I dunno; a handwritten letter confessing their undying devotion to you by sending you a gift that reminded them of you?"
Smol-Snail: "Omgosh yes"
Sordid: "Always go full freak, love."
Snail: "Full-Freak it is 💃"
I have been wanting an excuse to do this since I reblogged that "buy something for yourself from your blorbo" post. More fun to do it for others though, makes it more of a surprise 💃.
Chef-husband helped me pick out the pretty stationary, fully supportive of my insanity and Full-Freak mode.
