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#bye boo
almalvo · 1 year
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Like how you called linda park pretty. usually many women of color are never recognised for their great beauty in comparison to their white counterparts. she is korean, sadly now with nu trek, the show is obsessed with making women of color very ugly and masculine. look at the new uhura from strange new worlds, she is made to look like a man and is very unattractive. a far cry from the iconic nichelle nichols from TOS, Who became a ground breaking female character. so just want to say from a star trek fan thank you for praising the beauty of women of colour.
Dear @jean008
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notamobboss · 11 months
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I think I'm going to shutter all my dating profiles for awhile. As much as I would enjoy dating and whatnot, it feels like I'm putting in a bunch of labor that I don't know how to do well and honestly not getting anything out of it. It feels degrading, which is not my kink, and I probably shouldn't be wasting energy or mental health on it right now.
Edit: It is done.
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svnnnne · 1 year
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putting on my lipgloss
i saw you stare from my peripheral
🌹 💋
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aprilblossomgirl · 1 month
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About what you asked me to think about yesterday, I already thought it over both while asleep and awake. I still feel the same. That means I really like you.
Only Boo! (2024) Episode 4
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miraclewoozi · 6 months
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[ 22:38 ] - b.sk
pairing : seungkwan x fem reader. content : smut. literal pwp. (MINORS DO NOT HAVE MY CONSENT TO INTERACT.) w/c : 1.5k. notes : i’m down horrendous for boo seungkwan and his fucking hands. what else is new? SMUT TAGS UTC.  notes 2.0 : my first timestamp! wow. how fun. (i honestly just needed to get this out of my system, so. sorry about it.) boosadans, u guys are are so starved. pls accept this little token of my love to you.
smut tags : soft!dom seungkwan, sub!reader. swearing (obv). physical restraining (if you squint there’s maybe the tiniest implication of a size kink but not really?), some possessiveness but it’s minimal and mc likes it, unwrapped piv sex (he pulls out but still. be safe out there team), nipple play, clit stimulation, praise, pet names (baby, princess, sweetheart), some orgasm control. LET ME KNOW IF I FORGOT ANYTHING.
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Both of your wrists fit so perfectly in just one of his hands. 
It’s the best revelation he’s ever made. In the months you’ve been together, there have never really been any true power dynamics at play in the bedroom, both of you always too caught up trying to please instead of dominate. But when you release your hands from where they’ve been tangled in his hair and they fall onto the mattress just above your head, something clicks inside him. Seungkwan finds himself now gently pinning your arms down to your bed sheets as he leans over you, his long fingers spread wide to keep you in place, his hips rocking against you rhythmically. Just hard enough to rile you up. Just a little too slow to have you shaking.
It’s perfect, Seungkwan thinks, because it keeps his other hand free to use however he desires. He can cup your cheek, and murmur ‘my pretty baby’ at you as your eyes roll back into your head. He can toy with your nipples, if he wants, and tell you how perfect your tits look when he thrusts hard enough to make them bounce. He can grip your waist, holding you still as he fucks into you slightly rougher, watching your smooth skin depress under his touch. 
He can even tease his fingers over your clit and make you squeeze your sweet little pussy around his cock. That’s his favourite, he thinks. By the way you react, it might just be yours, too. 
“Harder,” you gasp as he readjusts his hold on your wrists, and he looks down his nose at you with that raised eyebrow, sideways smirk signature he has. You swallow, biting your lip briefly before you say, “fuck— please, Kwannie. Hold them tighter.”
“Oh, princess,” he coos, cock throbbing at how you sound so angelic and beautifully fucked out. More-so as you whine in desperation when his fingers curl more harshly, giving you enough pressure to immobilise your hands entirely. “Is this it? This how you like it?”
“Yes,” you tell him, nodding and tugging against his hold, testing it, but it’s to no avail as he presses you further into the sheets, rolling your clit now between his thumb and forefinger on his other hand. “Fuck, I’m—”
“Not yet,” he interrupts you, shaking his head with a pout that you’re almost inclined to believe is condescending. “You can’t come yet, okay?” 
Well, fuck. You’ve never been too good at holding your orgasms off, and thankfully Seungkwan has very, very rarely asked you to try. He loves the way you feel around him when you unravel, and he’s always so eager to get you off before he does that the moment you tell him you’re close, it’s music to his ears. You’re just so velvety around him. So warm and wet and he sometimes feels bad that he can’t always last that long, but it’s all your fault for being so damn perfect.
You try your best, but you don’t even have anything to grab onto. You can only ball your hands into fists to try and anchor yourself as he snaps and snaps and snaps his hips into you, as he pinches and massages at the bundle of nerves between your thighs. That little smirk makes a comeback on his features, but you don’t notice. Not until —
“Wish you could see yourself right now,” he sighs as he angles his thrusts a little bit deeper and your eyes fly open, your lips parting in a squeak of surprise at how far up in your stomach you feel him. “God, you’re doing so well, baby. Feels like this pussy was made for me.”
It makes your head spin. This is the first time he’s ever said anything like this in bed — he’s usually so… shy, so decorous. But thinking about how every vein in his cock must surely leave imprints on your insides, how the fucking your cunt takes multiple times a week makes you inarguably his? You’ve only ever been turned off by a possessive man, before now, yet this, from your usually so sweet boyfriend? Sends pulse after pulse of pleasure straight to your core. 
You think you need to try and bring this out in him more often. 
Talking back to him is a waste of the effort you’re using to try and hold yourself back from the edge, so you just nod, pinching your lips together as you swallow the words. The issue here, though, is that in your silence, your ears are left to pick up on every single other thing. The lewd sounds of your hole sucking him in over and over. The way your old bed frame squeaks with every single movement. His breathy sighs and moans. The slap of skin on skin when he eventually uses that free hand to hike your left leg up around his waist and he manages to get even closer, still. 
“Please tell me you’re—” you start to say, the fire inside you warmer than it’s ever been without you letting it consume you. “I don’t know if I can…”
“You really need it, huh?” he asks, dipping down to kiss your lips softly, slowing until he almost stops. “You gonna come?”
“Please,” you beg, trying to move beneath him, trying to fuck yourself on his length. You’re so close. You just need a little more. “Please, please, please—”
He lets go of your wrists altogether and immediately, you wrap your arms around him, pressing your fingertips into his back as he settles back into a delicious rhythm. 
“Okay,” is all he says, the word hot as it fans over your parted lips, as his exhale disappears into your mouth. But it’s all he needs to say. Frankly, it’s all he gets the chance to; it happens before you’re ready, before you can communicate it, even though you’ve spent what feels like forever being built up to this. All of your muscles stiffen as it hits you and you’re seeing stars behind your tightly closed eyelids. Your breaths escape you in a series of moans and whines, each inhale more like a gasp. He feels you clenching around him, feels how you try to pull his whole weight down against your stomach, feels how much wetter your cunt gets and how your leg tightens around his waist to try and keep him buried inside you. 
It almost tips him over the edge, too, and even though he stills, he finds himself having to go back naming all of his highschool teachers in his head just to try and keep a shred of composure while your walls do their best to milk him dry. Thankfully, it doesn’t take too long for your arms to go slack around him, and (though reluctantly) he hurries to pull out of you. Seungkwan takes his cock into his hand instead and he fucks into his fist at the same pace as before – and no, it’s not as plush or warm or tight as you, but it doesn’t need to be. You take him to the point of no return every time — this just needs to be enough, and wow, it is. In seconds, his balls tighten and his forehead scrunches and he grunts as he releases in spurts all over your stomach.
He comes, and he comes, and it feels a bit like he’s never going to stop coming. But whenever it does end, when his agonisingly sensitive length starts to soften, and squeezing out every last drop onto your waiting body is almost an impossible task, he feels exhausted. He made such a mess. It’s everywhere. All on his hand, on the sheets, on you; you’re lying there looking so fucking pretty, breathing like you’ve just finished a race, and your belly is pearlescent with his cum, and all he wants to do is go to sleep. 
But you half-sit up and reach out to him, taking hold of his wrist, now. He lets you (he’d let you do anything in these afterglow moments, and he knows that you know it too), softening the muscles in his arm to straighten at the elbow, and he watches you. Watches you drag your tongue over the skin between his thumb and his pointer finger. Watches as you lap up and swallow back the cum he was about to get up to wipe up with a tissue. Watches as you clean up every trace he left of his orgasm on his own hand, before you flop back onto the pillows, giggling and licking over your kiss-swollen lips. 
He almost feels like he could get hard again at the sight of it. But — much to his own dismay — Seungkwan’s refractory period has never been quick. Even if he did pop another hard-on right now, he knows he’d be way too sensitive to do anything with it. 
“You can’t do that to me,” he pouts, leaning over you to the bedside cabinet to grab a few tissues to start cleaning you up. “Not without a warning.”
"A warning wouldn't help and you know it," you tease him. He gives a 'hmmph', pulling a few free from the box and rolling his eyes as you squirm, ticklish when he starts to wipe his release from you. “You’d whine about it anyway.”
“I don’t whine,” he-… well. “Come on. Get up — bathroom, baby.”
You think that this is supposed to be distracting, to stop you being able to call him out for his immediate contradiction. On the other hand, maybe this is just his way of looking after you — it could be both, even. But you reach both arms up, first, silently asking him to come down to you one more time. He does, rolling his eyes and meeting you in another kiss, the tissues still scrunched up in his palm.
“Two minutes?” You ask, locking him into a cuddle he could probably escape from, if his strength ever happened to overpower the love he has for you. Yet, he rolls onto his back and tosses the tissues with alarming accuracy into the bin next to your dresser, pulling you into his chest.
“One and a half,” he agrees, nodding up at the ceiling.
He can never say no to you. Not especially when you hum into his collarbone and drag your fingers down his arm to take hold of his (clean) hand.
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thank u sm for reading!! as always, likes, reblogs & feedback are all greatly appreciated.<3
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stealing-your-wife · 1 year
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YOU'VE HEARD OF SUMMONING CIRCLES, NOW GET READY FOR:
✨BANISHING CIRCLE✨
GET THAT UNIDENTIFIED FUCKING THING OUTTA HERE BOSS!! WEIRD WHITE BOY BEGONE! SEND HIS SPOOKY ASS BACK FROM WHENCE IT CAME!!!!
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shsl-roomba · 1 month
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sayaka maizono tried to murder someone because she was terrified that the most important people in her life were dead. mondo owada murdered someone because they triggered his inferiority complex by asking for help from him.
one of these characters is despised and labeled as a snake by the community while the other is fauned over. i wonder which one it is.
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girlfcker · 3 days
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i’m gonna say it again but i really don’t like how y’all are forgetting tashi’s status as a low income black girl was very crucial to her character and identity in the beginning of the film.
i already made a point on this in my last post but like? we don’t know enough about her backstory to know everything about her but i feel like compared to patrick or art, we know a lot to make points that are crucial to understanding tashi’s frustrations and fears so it’s weird y’all are still making her out to be the villain of her own tragic story, not really sorry.
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aakeysmash · 19 days
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“Don’t attack the singer!! She did nothing wrong!!!”
Y’all act like she didn’t want to sing a song about H*mas’ attack LMFAO bye
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frankensteined · 7 months
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we are literally one fight away from finishing the game and this is what they are chatting about
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2018-01-20 · 2 years
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SQUIRREL FIASCO !
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sypnosis. your secret boyfriend is not so secretly afraid of squirrels.
pairing. suna rintarō × gn!reader
sticky-note. tooth-rotting fluff + secret dating wc. 957
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“wait, really? the suna rintarō is scared of squirrels?”
“keep it down,” he quietly hisses into your ear, making you snicker in amusement at the six-foot-one male hiding behind of you. “the miya twins are right there.”
before you can even open your mouth to start teasing, the hands that currently occupy the space of your shoulders abruptly pull you into his chest—steering you away from the small cliff’s edge and forcing you to step back. tilting your head down before suna can try to distract you, you spot the absolute tiniest squirrel a whole foot away from the both of your figures, and the middle blocker grumbles under his breath in what you assume is pure disgust.
“there’s nothing good about them,” he huffs out, irked, still using you as a shield when another squirrel speedily climbs up and walks closer to him. you smile at the sight. “plus.”
“mm. plus...?”
“plus, they’re pretty fucking ugly.”
“you’re too mean,” you laugh and shake your head, giggles bubbling out of you at seeing such a hilariously cute side of suna. since day one of dating, he’s shown absolutely no sign of any fears or deep disgusts—and now? you’re totally basking into the feeling. “why do you hate them so much?”
“what are you talking about?” the judgemental tone of his voice sounds just like a baby whining and complaining. “what is there even to like about them?”
“you can feed them goldfish crackers, and that’s pretty cute. don’t you think so, rin-rin?”
it’s so hard to not giggle again when suna only childishly ‘hmphs!’ in response. his cheeks are quick to warm up after hearing you casually speak his embarrassing—yet secretly favorite—nickname out loud, and he steps back to lead you towards the inarizaki bus and as far away as he can from the tourist spot.
when osamu suddenly calls out a, “you guys heading back in already?” suna visibly freezes, and you are quick to put on a smile. as much as you want to tease your boyfriend, you play pretend: because you really do not want to see the miya twins finding out about suna’s relationship with the squirrels.
—or with you.
“sorry, suna’s feeling a bit sick!” you reply, a hand cupped around your mouth. “i’m gonna get medicine from my bag!”
“feel better soon!” atsumu yells back with a grin and a wave. “it would be bad if our precious little number ten couldn’t play!”
you smile genuinely at his words, climbing onto the bus with suna glaring daggers from behind of you. you already know what he’s going to say before he even says it.
“...seriously? me, feeling sick?”
“it makes sense that the manager has medicine,” you retort, immaturely sticking your tongue out at him. “happy? there’s no way a squirrel can get into here.”
“very.” he groans, sliding into a booth and taking a seat without a moment to waste. you yelp in surprise when he shamelessly pulls you onto his lap, arms sneakily slipping around your waist to bring you closer to better feel your warmth.
“r-rin!” blood rushes to your face with embarrassingly record speed as you quickly steady yourself with a hand to his chest. the things he does to you and your poor, racing heart. you quietly hiss, “what if they see us through the window?”
suna cheekily smirks against you when he buries his face into your shoulder, his adorably unkempt hair tickling your skin. you resist the urge to slip your fingers through the dark strands to mess it up even more. “nah, they won’t. they’re all too focused on the squirrels.”
“uh-huh. and now, you are getting your revenge for me making fun of you. real discreet.”
“you deserve it.” he sits up, sticking his tongue out at you too in return and immediately earning a flick to the forehead. you loop your arms around his neck to pull him back in; the both of you giggling in between words. “squirrels aren’t even scary, you just thought that i was scared.”
“oh, is that so?” suna starts pressing distracting kisses all over your face, making it harder for you to continue as you laugh even more. “will... will you still tell me why you h-hid behind me then? i swear to god, stop it!”
he pouts with a pretend frown. “is it such a crime that i got bit by one as a kid?”
“...wait.” you sport an ominous smile. “really...? for— for real?”
his eyes narrow when he notices you trying to bite back a laugh. “don’t grin like that. i just used to feed a squirrel outside of my house everyday—and then when i stopped once, it bit me.”
automatically, you give up trying to hold in your laughter as an endless amount of giggles suddenly erupt from your chest. just visualizing it makes you clutch at your heart at how hilarious the situation looks in your mind. “a-actually? wait, that is too funny—”
“sto-op,” he pinches and stretches out your cheek, continuing to fake pout as you tilt your body back and laugh to your heart’s content. “there, i told you. now stop giggling.”
“fine, f-fine.” sighing with one last laugh, you move to sit next to him instead, a small smile on his face that matches your wide one. “hopefully that squirrel never bites you again.”
“yeah.” suna’s voice suddenly shifts into a whisper, holding your hand in his and expertly hiding them in his jacket pocket. you feel your ears starting to warm and your heart beating dramatically faster as he keeps good, steady eye contact—the members of his team starting to get onto the bus with a loud chatter.
“i hope so too.”
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gracebethartacc · 7 months
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A jesters lament is the most fanfic ever forever
@dappledpaintbrush hiiiiii 💜
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Flat vers,,
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fryingpan1234567 · 1 month
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shows and movies that are the same flavor, inexplicably
🍒cherry limeade🥤
Heartbreak High
Boo, Bitch
Do Revenge
Mean Girls (2024)
🍬saltwater taffy🍥
Mean Girls (2004)
Legally Blonde
Clueless
Mamma Mia
🍫dark chocolate and cinnamon🌰
13 Reasons Why
I Am Not Okay With This
Moxie
Ginny and Georgia
🍪graham crackers and molasses🥃
X
Texas Chainsaw Massacre (2020)
☕️burnt black coffee🫘
It Follows
The Bye Bye Man
The Candyman
🍋‍🟩lime and honey🍯
Umbrella Academy
A Series of Unfortunate Events
Enola Holmes
Dead Boy Detectives
🍮white chocolate w coffee center🫘
Young Royals
Tiny Pretty Things
First Kill
🥯everything bagels w cream cheese🧈
Work It
Feel the Beat
the Kissing Booth trilogy
Dash & Lily
Dumplin’
Pitch Perfect
Red White & Royal Blue
Senior Year
🍓strawberries🍭
Heartstopper
the To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before trilogy
The Prom
🍒zero sugar cherry coke🥤
Black Phone
Stranger Things
the Fear Street trilogy
IT (chapters 1 and 2)
Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark
🥂champagne and buffalo sauce (don’t ask)🥡
The Adam Project
Red Notice
every Fast and Furious movie after the fifth one
Uncharted
Free Guy
🍬bubblegum lollipop🍭
Zombieland
Army of the Dead
Warm Bodies
Deadpool
Birds of Prey
Suicide Squad (2021)
Violent Night
🍯butterscotch and hot chocolate☕️
Harry Potter
Wonka
Mary Poppins
Magic Schoolbus
Winnie the Pooh
Paddington
Slumberland
Narnia
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sweaterrat · 9 months
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I beg of thee-
Spare King Boo Donnie lore-
Please my lord, we are dying without him-
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I’m so sorry my child
I actually don’t know much of the King Boo Donnie lore (we call him King Don for short btw :3c) because he doesn’t belong to me!! A lot of people think that I created King Don but he’s actually from @gal-with-pastels’s four kings au!
I’ll tell you what I do know, though :]
Don is one of the four kings from the Mario games. King Boo, Bowser (King Koopa), King Bob-omb, aaaaannnnnnddd we’re still tryna find a king for Leo but for now he’s just another rendition of King Boo 😭 (our excuse? Twin stuff ig💫)
Originally, the boys were all gonna be King Boo but I suggested we switch it up bc Bowser!Raph was in my brain and it had to get on paper 💀
While King Don was made and designed by Gal-with-pastels, I got the privilege of designing the other 3 :] they’re only concept/beta designs so ofc they can change but here’s what I had in mind!
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BOWSER RAPPHHHHHHHHH
Ok so imo I feel like there needs to be a few changes but I can do that in the final ofc. I kinda do like Mikey’s design but ofc, it might change too :D (I know the art quality is super bad, I just sketched randomly 😭)
There isn’t anything for Leo just yet because I’m still trying to decide what king he could be other than King Boo again (if you guys have any suggestions, I’d love to hear them!! 💛💛)
Aaaanyyyywizzle that’s about all I know 😭 I plan to brainstorm some more, so I’ll let you all know what I come up with! Hope this was enough to feed you, little one 🙏 Love you all so much! See you next time ^^
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P.S. have a Boo-ified Niyah for your troubles 💛💫🌼
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moramda · 3 months
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She's a bit of a fixer upper
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automatonknight · 1 year
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longing for the sunshine, even if my wings may melt away
id: a digital drawing of mirage and gabriel from ultrakill. they’re shown running in green fields over a blue sky. mirage is closer to the viewer and she’s looking up, her legs are cut off by the frame. gabriel is fully visible, behind mirage and holding her hand, looking up into the sky as well. end id
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