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dustzvacuumcleaner · 2 months
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Too many old stuffs lol dk which to post everyday
tagging these names makes me sick
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eml0tz · 1 year
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Dream head cannons
smut & fluff
under cut!!
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Fluff
I was watching gym crush videos (don’t even ask idfk) and i think you and dream would go to the gym and to spot you his hand placement would be right at your hips 🤭
he will fake bang you from behind
he knows how to comfort you
BACK RUBS
will listen if you are stressed and not interrupt or anything:(((
stays calm during arguments (unless they are jokes)
he would feel sorry for you because the relationships before him were bad
slightly jealous when u brag about men in ur dms
takes u on cute dates for no reason
spends his time with you relaxing
watches you sleep 😳
probably has funny photos of u sleeping
and snoring/ sleep talking
starts with you two spooning to facing your backs to eachother or clinging together
will pick you up anytime anywhere
Smut
fucks with socks on (i’m really sorry but i get icky)
literally shutting you up with his fingers to hear you moan
PRACTICES MINECRAFT ALL DAY SO HIS FINGERS ARE GAMER STAMINA MAX
sex showers
he will bend you over face on the wall fucking you standing up so when your legs get too tired he picks you up and fucks you
pushes your head into the pillows
when he eats you out he looks forward to your hands in his hair whilst you ride his face
he will start to eat you out then grab your thighs and flip u around so u sit on his face
sixty nine 😵‍💫
if u put on fishnets they are going to be ripped up and your are going to get fucked
if ur wearing a skirt during a quickie he will just push your panties aside and fuck you with the skirt on he likes watching it bounce with your ass :)))
aftercare 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻
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fhtagn-and-tentacles · 11 months
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CTHULHU THE GREAT DREAMER 
by George Tsougkouzidis
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admireforever · 5 months
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Leave The World Behind
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russellius · 8 months
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I found this on Facebook. I love Anakin's story and journey. So tragic and beautiful at the same time 💔
My favorite Anakin moments would be between The Clone Wars/Ahsoka and Revenge of the Sith.
He is so Clay Beresford in Ahsoka with those baby curls and that lil hot but innocent rich boy look hehe!! 😍❤️
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bighermie · 2 years
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rat-rosemary · 1 month
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Hey seeing that Im in as a competitor for dtblr biggest DNNer, can I swindle your vote with this?
Sapnap gets surprised by how much his boyfriends love him sometimes. Sure, he himself had his fair share of daydreaming about romantic dates or looking at rings while window shopping for a bit too long, but George and Dream are true hopeless romantics.
Its almost funny how similar they are in that aspect. They both start staring at him, not saying anything, looking almost like they're trying to see past his skin into his soul
Them Sapnap would ask what's wrong, and a big embarrassed smile would spread across Dream's face, along with a deep red blush, and after a bit of prodding he would say
"I think our blood was made from the same star"
George however, would startle, looking so much like Naomi as he looked at Sapnap with his big brown eyes
Really, its so much harder to get him to voice his thoughts, but after minutes of pushing and loving banter and insults George would mumble
"I wanna be inside you"
"... like, in a horny way? We can fuck if you want..."
"No- i mean, yes kinda in a horny way, but not like that? Its like- you know- like- inside you?"
George always does that, stumbling over his words until Sapnap manages to iron out what he's trying to say, which normally ends up being something insane like
"I want to shrink down and live inside your body, to be tucked in safe inside your bones"
Sapnap doesn't get like that. But still, as he sees his boyfriends try to share how much he matters to them, and how much they matter to each other, their words spilling out messily like an artist desperately trying to paint their ideas into canvas, he can't help but feel a warmth all over his body, like Dream and George are sunlight, making happiness bloom all over him like wildflowers
My propaganda I guess o7
@dtblrawards
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tomorrowusa · 9 days
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By voting for some impotent third party which has no chance of getting elected, you're telling the world that you're politically illiterate and would rather cast a vanity ballot than stop fascism in the United States.
People who claim to "vote their conscience" but do stuff to help elect Trump will end up with bad consciences. Voting for RFK Jr./Stein/West does nothing to deter fascism.
If just 539 Floridians who voted for Ralph Nader in 2000 had instead voted for Al Gore, we might have been spared two wars (one totally unnecessary, one probably avoidable), have prevented the Great Recession, not had TWO rounds of tax breaks for the filthy rich, and not suffered Samuel Alito and John Roberts being appointed to the US Supreme Court. Donald Trump has helped Americans forget what a horribly incompetent and anti-progressive president George W. Bush was. We have deluded people from 2000 to thank for Bush.
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brokehorrorfan · 28 days
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The Darkest Night will be published in paperback and e-book on September 24 via Crooked Lane Books. The 320-page anthology of winter horror stories is edited by Lindy Ryan and includes an introduction by George C. Romero.
It features 22 stories by Josh Malerman, Eric LaRocca, Clay McLeod Chapman, Rachel Harrison, Christopher Golden, Tim Lebbon, Jamie Flanagan, Kristi DeMeester, Nat Cassidy, Darcy Coates, Tim Waggoner, Hailey Piper, Thommy Hutson, Gwendolyn Kiste, Sara Tantlinger, Christopher Brooks, M. Rickert, Cynthia Pelayo, Lee Murray, Mercedes Yardley, Stephanie M. Wytovich, Jeff Strand, and Kelsea Yu.
From some of the biggest names in horror comes an Advent calendar of short holiday horror stories perfect for the darkest nights of the year. Edited by award-winning author and anthologist Lindy Ryan and with contributions from masters of horror like Josh Malerman, Eric LaRocca, and Clay McLeod Chapman, this horrific anthology will chill you to the bone.
Pre-order The Darkest Night.
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onepiecefashion · 5 months
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Dress for Mr 2 Bon Clay
Georges Hobeika Fall 2018
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samarqqand · 9 months
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Lord Byron the ur-Melkor/Maglor understander. thank u
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all-timelee · 2 years
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Because I wanted to || Dream
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//I literally have not been able to get this man out of my head since his face reveal. This is just a quick little fluffy piece I cooked up, hope you enjoy!!\\
Warnings: None (I think??)
Word Count: 759
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You huffed, attempting to gain the upper hand as Clay’s hands poked into your sides, forcing a loud laugh to slip past your lips. Soon he stopped tickling you and was looking down at you with a shit eating grin on his face. “Told you I was stronger,” he spoke, his eyes sparkling with mischief that had you rolling you eyes in mock annoyance.
“Fight me.” He let out a chuckle, making no move to get off of you. You were stubborn, refusing to accept that you had lost. “I’m starting to think you just like me pinning you against things, darling.” His voice was teasing but there was an underlying truth to it; Clay enjoyed being close to you.
You choked on your breath, cheeks heating up as you looked anywhere except for the dark green eyes boring into yours. “You wish.” You couldn’t keep eye contact, shifting uncomfortably as he laughed once more.
You heard him sigh deeply above you before his hands left you, moving up to cup your cheek. Your body seemed frozen in place as he leaned forward, bringing his head down slowly until his forehead met yours. His breath brushed across your skin causing goosebumps to appear over your whole body.
“Can’t win this one, huh?” he whispered, his thumb running along the line of your jawline. Your lips parted slightly as you felt his warm breath hit your cheek, your heart pounding faster than ever. When he finally closed the distance between the two of you your eyes fluttered shut, feeling the soft press of his lips against your own.
His mouth tasted sweet with honey and mint; everything about him was so soft, and you craved even more of his touch. It wasn’t long before he pulled back with a small smile on his face, leaning his forehead once again against yours.
“Why did you do that?,” you complained softly, trying to catch your breath from the short kiss.
Clay hummed thoughtfully, pressing another quick peck to your lips before pulling away completely. You could feel yourself blushing madly, trying to hide it in hopes that Clay wouldn’t see how embarrassed you actually were.
“Because I wanted to.” He chuckled lightly, reaching up to tuck a piece of hair behind your ear and brushing his thumb across your cheek. He took note of the slight pink color spreading across your cheeks, smiling when he realized he had done something you hadn’t expected.
He had captured you perfectly, capturing every part of you and keeping it all for himself. “W-what does that mean?” You were sure you knew the answer, but you’d give anything to hear him say it.
“It means… that I want to be with you,” he replied, a gentle smile playing on his face. You tired to fight the wide grin that pulled at your lips, but you ultimately lost, beaming up at the man. His eyes fell to your lips momentarily, admiring your happy expression.
“Really?” Clay rolled his eyes fondly, giving another small smirk before cupping your face once again.
“Yes. Now come here,” He murmured, his lips pushing against yours once more. Your fingers moved to grab onto his shirt, holding onto him as he pressed further into the kiss. Your breathing was heavy, your heart racing. You couldn't believe that all this time, he'd been thinking about you too.
Eventually the two of you broke apart, resting your foreheads together once more, both smiling uncontrollably at each other. The tension that had built up between the two of you finally melted away, replaced by the love you’d been longing for.
You let out a surpised shriek as he rolled the two of you over, his arms holding your body against his with your head resting against his chest.
His chin rested atop your head as he wrapped an arm around you securely. He pressed one last kiss to your temple before settling himself, enjoying the closeness between the two of you.
“What are you thinking about?” You breathed out quietly, trying to calm your racing heart.
He hummed softly, his grip tightening around you slightly, as if sensing what was going through your mind.
“Just wondering why we didn’t do this sooner,” He admitted, his voice low. “I’m just glad it happened,” you replied, taking one of his hands in yours.
He hummed in response. “Me too,” he said after a few moments. Neither of you talked for awhile, enjoying the silence of the moment and enjoying the way you fit perfectly next to him.
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uwmspeccoll · 5 months
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Shakespeare Weekend
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Continuing our look at The Works of Mr. William Shakespear: in ten volumes published in 1728 by Alexander Pope (1688-1744) and Dr. George Sewell (d. 1726), this week we examine Volume Four and its imprint variation on the title page. Volumes Four, Five, and Nine all include additional booksellers aside from Jacob Tonson (1655-1736).
The imprint for these three volumes reads “Printed for J. Tonson in the Strand; and for J. Darby, A. Bettesworth, and F. Clay, in Trust for Richard, James, and Bethel Wellington”. Richard Wellington Sr. was established in the London book trade during the 1700s, shortly after his death in 1715 his wife Mary assigned his stock of books over to Darby, Bettesworth, and Clay in trust for her three children. How or why Wellington was tied to only volumes four, five, and nine of Pope’s work is unknown to us.  
Volume Four contains a group of Shakespearean history plays including King John, King Richard II, King Henry IV Part I, King Henry IV Part II, and King Henry. Similar to Rowe’s earlier collection, scene divisions, stage directions, dramatis personae, and full-page engravings by either French artist Louis Du Guernier (1677-1716) or Englishman Paul Fourdrinier (1698-1758) precede each play.  
Pope’s editions of Shakespeare were the first attempted to collate all previous publications. He consulted twenty-seven early quartos restoring passages that had been out of print for almost a century while simultaneously removing about 1,560 lines of material that didn’t appeal to him. Some of those lines were degraded to the bottom of the page with his other editorial notes.  
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brett-is-afraid · 1 year
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Nah cause Sapnap knows what he's doing
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millaysmaeve · 5 months
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so there's a post on this tag saying richard clay may be a reference to henry clay fricks i can't stop thinking about his and george dynamic, it's almost if george is his andrew carneige. a cold hearted man and "sensible" one doing business together. now, i know george is mostly inspired by jay gould, but if his relationship with clay is resembling carnegie and fricks i only wonder if it could mean george is going to become a philantropist like andrew. and wouldn't that be funny if it was the case? cuz bertha is suppose to become a sufragist like alva vanderbilt. ruthless capitalists ending their life as activists...actually is so silly that i can picture jkf writing about it.
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