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[dormatheus]

Based off the idea 💊 has I thought was cool af

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#🦝🦝🦝 #cult of the lamb #cotl lamb #cotl narinder #narilamb #cotl #cotl toww #the one who waits #hmmm #kinda an au I guess #if ya think about it lol

[avnillae]

[teo]

You wiped away at the bile that had pooled from your lips, Jesus Christ, it didn’t take long.

You hastily plucked yourself from the lawn and hoisted your body to the cold sidewalk before gingerly setting yourself onto the curb.

You can’t keep doing this.

“Aw, come on, you’re no good at having any fun !” The jeers and snickers following behind you tauntingly.

You shut your eyes and rubbed at your temples in an attempt to alleviate the spinning. Lifting the other arm, you raised your middle finger in response, earning more chuckles from the group.

An arm wrapped around your neck pulling you in closer to the source of your ridicule, “The night’s still young, don’t tell me you’re chickening out on me already, doll.” His hot breath tinged with the scent of booze and mint gum lingered against your flushed ear.

“You wish.” You pushed away, earning an ‘ooh’ from the others behind you two.

“Atta(girl/boy) ! That’s the spirit, let’s go,” He peeled you off the pavement and onto your feet.

“We still have so many other places to be!”

You trudged alongside the group, eventually finding yourself in some random club, the air stricken with the scent of liquor and warm with the heat of continuous swaying bodies.

It was always the club, the bar, a pub, a friend of a friend’s house, maybe a kickback or bonfire, whatever nightly routine it was.

Every night was the same, a repeat of the last.

More and more bleak each weekend.

—

“Ew !” an exaggerated bellow of disgust began,

“Teo ?? No way, what ?? Seriously ??”

You mentally scolded yourself for even bringing it up to Moth in the first place.

“I know.”

“Eww… Well… does he live up to his reputation ?”

You snorted, swiveling around your chair covering your flushed face.

You can’t believe you’re even admitting this.

“Someone’s curious, why not try him out yourself ?” You teased, Moth gagged.

“Ya right, I’m lonely but not that lonely.”

You gasped, “Rude !”

“I’m just saying.. if he’s really as awful as you make him out to be.”

You finally stopped your spinning to lean back in your chair, with closed eyes and a deep breath you finally brought your microphone close to your lips,

“All I’ll say is..”

—

It was rare to see him in class, if ever.

You felt his large hand snake it’s way to your thigh, your breath hitched and you snapped your attention to him with a pointed glare.

Seemingly oblivious or otherwise unbothered, his gaze was fixed to the phone in his hand.

You opened your mouth to protest, but felt his hand knead your inner thigh causing your face to burn hotter than before, you choked back your words.

You tore your attention away from him and quickly scanned the area to see if anyone around had taken notice.

Unless others were feigning ignorance, his actions had gone unnoticed.

Deciding to just ignore him and focus on the lecture, his hand was unrelenting, creeping ever so close

It wasn’t until his hand brushed against the opening of your pants that you froze.

With bated breath, debating whether or not to let him continue, you indulged. hesitantly spreading your legs a little wider to allow him access.

Wasting no time, his fingers slipped through your zipper, rubbing against your clothed sex.

Haphazardly following along with the lecture

You grabbed his wrist with your free hand, pinning him in place before rocking slowly on his fingers.

Almost.

His fingers writhed inside of you, you sighed and huffed, trying your best to resist the moans crawling out your mouth.

‘Trying’, feebly.

A loud gasp accompanied your wave of arousal, you fought against the twitching of your undoing and quickly cupped your hand over your mouth in an attempt to conceal any other explicit noises escaping.

Heads turned and eyes peering, you felt the blood creeping from your neck to your ears, you cleared your throat and awkwardly returned to your studies after mumbling a small sorry.

Sneaking a glance to the man beside you, all you could see was the smug grin plastered on his face as he continued to scroll on his cell phone.

—

“You know you could have anyone.” He remarked with a shit eating grin, leaning back into his seat with bleary eyes.

He knew just the words to butter you up.

“You and I both know you don’t really believe that.” You huffed, tilting your head and downing another glass.

This was how it always went.

And like always, you were ruined.

Hastily undressing one another in the backseat of his car, your head was swimming. His hands grazed against your bruised thighs from the nights prior, you let out a small wince at the contact.

It was like this nights repeating.

Hushed breathing fogging up the windows and the harsh winter air threatening to spill in, you pulled him closer to your body.

Exchanging body heat in a back seat with a man you could hardly stand or stomach.

You knew it wouldn’t last, and it wouldn’t be anything serious.

The next day you’d both act like nothing happened.

Maybe that’s why it was easier to be with him.

There was no room for confusion. Almost like an unspoken agreement between you two.

You bit back the urge to comment on the hickeys littering his neck and collarbones, they most certainly weren’t from you.

It’s not like he was yours, nor did you particularly care to have him.

If it were a strange sick game, you’d probably say it was his way of keeping score.

Who really wins in this situation ?

Still,

slut.

He laughed, his breath causing you to squirm slightly underneath him,

“You wouldn’t want me any other way”

—

You peered at the girl wrapped around his arm, you remember her from one of your classes.

Olivia, was it ?

You couldn’t describe the feeling, wanting to stay indifferent you pushed aside the irritation you felt simply by looking at her.

Maybe you felt sick, why were you upset by this? If anything, you should redirect your irritation towards Teo.

The both of you were in the same predicament, didn’t she realize ? Or did she just not care ?

Not that you cared either, you reminded yourself.

“Anyways, I came to pick up my sweater, but..”

You eyed the snared girl, her watching your gaze before realizing it had landed on her figure.

The same one enveloped in your all too familiar fabric.

Instead of apologizing and returning it to its rightful owner, she simply twisted her lips upwards and snickered.

“I see that’s it been… used.”

—

Pulling away from the driveway, you didn’t even bother watching his car zip away anymore.

Probably onto the next.

It shouldn’t bother you, you weren’t dating. You’ll never be in a real relationship. The basis for one had been ruined too many nights ago.

Locking the door behind you, you kicked off your shoes.

Your phone was dead, but there wouldn’t be a real reason to charge it.

It wasn’t likely you’d get a text from him anyway.

You slumped onto your bed, the sheets enveloping your sore body. A deep sigh escaping you.

You can’t keep doing this.

.000

*his whiskey toned eyes were intoxicating, your head was swimming before but now you were practically drowning

*it was no use. there wasn’t any escaping or hope for salvation.

*you welcomed your ruin with open arms.

#14 days with you #14dwy #eeeee a lil ting for the raccoons 🦝 #it’s me im the mapache #🦝🦝🦝 #teo #teo 14dwy #does anyone read these #idc publishing bc im tired of hoarding drafts if it doesn’t make sense o well

[odinsblog]

I hate sellouts with a passion, but I try to remember something I once read:

“Every minority and every people has its share of opportunists, profiteers, freeloaders and escapists. The hammer blows of discrimination, poverty and segregation must warp and corrupt some. No one can pretend that because a people may be oppressed, every individual member is virtuous and worthy. The real issue is whether in the great mass the dominant characteristics are decency, honor and courage.”

—Martin Luther King Jr., Why We Can't Wait, 1968

Anyway, this may be old news for some of us, but definitely not for all of us. Salute to all of the Black and Brown people with morals and heart, who don’t sellout, even though the overwhelming majority of us could easily get rich quick (if we were sellouts). 🫡

#racism laundering #black phishing #republicans #black republicans #white supremacy #blackphishing #the daily mail #daily mail #dominique samuels #influence peddling #sellouts #c👀ns #candace owens #🦝🦝🦝 #paris denard #larry elder #tim scott #esther krakue #clarence thomas #nana akua #herschel walker #kanye west #diamond and silk #daniel cameron #mark burns #mia love

[scragrat]

silly raccoon guy.. . . His eyes stare into my soul (with love) 🦝🦝🦝

#raccoon #my art #digital illustration #raccoons are so silly #artists on tumblr #scragrat #🦝🦝🦝

[burymeinblack2022]

Hey so. I went to the other side of the apocalypse and no one there loved you... Yeah.. Dude, I'm sorry....

#I thought the raccoon hadn't been done and lo and behold a few hours later something similar #Shows up on my recommended... Fuck my stupid baka life... Here's this I guess #Fob #fall out boy #love from the other side #so much for stardust #wow anna said something #anna's shitposts #welcome to the circus #welcome to my twisted mind #🦝🦝🦝

[hekateinhell]

Since we're still technically in the season, what holiday movie(s) do you think Little King Trashmouth and Trinity Gate Co. enjoy the most?

These aren't all holiday movies, but they do give me that hot chocolate-by-the-fireplace cozy winter feeling!

Armand: Home Alone 1 & 2, The Secret Garden (1993)

Louis: Dr. Zhivago, A Christmas Carol (1951)

Daniel: The Nightmare Before Christmas, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

Lestat: The Grand Budapest Hotel, Coming to America

I like to think that at least once or twice a season, they can all make it through a family movie night in Armand's home theater (of course he has one). It's a Lestat-Louis-Armand-Daniel sandwich in one of those giant pit sectional sofas.

#don't question my tastes guys #you ask and hekate answers #vc #🦝🦝🦝

[potential-fate]

“Well, lucky you. I’m not as easy to scare away as Zane is.” 

Roman stifled another groan.

“Who let you into my apartment?” Roman asked, “Or did you just break in like a raccoon or something?”

“Rude.” Lucy put a hand on her hip. Glancing around his room she grimaced, “Hate to break it to you, but I’m not the one who looks like I dig through the garbage right now.”

Roman couldn't even bother to argue. 

#arkhelios #sims 2 #sims 2 gameplay #the sims 2 #ts2 #my posts #Arkh Ch4 #Roman Bellamy #Lucy Chun #🦝🦝🦝

[stardust9905]

AYO, I REACHED 500 LIKES & OVER 100 FOLLOWERS!! OMG OMG OMG!

Eeeeeeeeeeep - Thank you so much to everyone who got me to 500 likes and 100+ followers!

Lmao i'm sure to most that this is such a smol number of people...

But i legitimately can not believe there are over 100 people (mutuals included) who like my disorganized little Star Wars trash bin tumblr account to follow me hehe.

Thank you so muchhhhhhh :) 🤗💕🥰🩷🥹

*bonks heads with loving pats and hearts*

#500 likes #tumblr milestone #thank you #thank you so so so much #mwah #im so 🥰🥰🥰 #i love my followers #i love my mutuals #welcome to my blog #welcome to my disorganized little trash bin blog #🦝🦝🦝 #🤗 #🩷 #i love y'all #so much #100 follower celebration #100 followers #yippee 🎉🎉🎉 #woohoo 🎉 #yay 🎉 #ka'ra writes #stardust9905

[my-burnt-city]

tired: saying "laocoön" like "raccoon" because there's a double O in it

wired: saying "laocoön" like "now go on" because the diaeresis over the last O means it should be pronounced separately from the previous letter like in naïve or brontë

inspired: saying "laocoön" like "raccoon" because the accenting issue pales in importance next to the fact that he is a grubby little vermin man who likes to hang out near the tenement trash cans and has horrible little hands

#the burnt city #burnt city #punchdrunk #punchdrunk theatre #immersive theatre #immersive #laocoön #i am sticking with the second pronunciation #because punctuation has meaning #but i will continue to use the raccoon emoji for him #because it pleases me to do so #even if it really muddies the waters of how i believe this name should be pronounced #🦝🦝🦝 #(i am refusing to consider the american four-syllable option) #(you can take a thing TOO far)

[lord-of-the-weird]

GUYYYYYYS

RICKY RACCOON!!!

#Ricky Raccoon #🦝🦝🦝 #SO FUCKIN HAPPY

[dormatheus]

Heard the audio and I just HAD TO

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#cult of the lamb #cotl lamb #cotl toww #the one who waits #animatic #meme #yeah I’m remembering tags #🦝🦝🦝 #narilamb #True Devotion #cotl narinder #cotl

[odinsblog]

🤮🤮🤮

#kanye #🦝 #candace owens #kanye west #blacklivesmatter #yeezy #sellouts #coonye #coonye west #🦝🦝🦝

[sihtricfedaraaahvicius]

*boops your nose* send this to ten blogs you think are lovely and deserve a boop on the nose ❤️😘

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[m0thbuddy]

fuuuck my stupid gay tail all the ideal dogs point at laugh at my dumb faggy tail

#🦝 #therian #dogbrain

[hekateinhell]

So I needed to ask the expert (it's a super silly question)...what do you think is Little King Trashmouth's star sign? ^_^

Armand's unofficial fanon birthday is usually agreed to be November 11, thus making him a Scorpio (like Lestat, gasp).

Stealing from @i-want-my-iwtv's post (for Lestat, but hey, opposite side of the same coin and all):

Scorpio - the most lusty/sexual sign, brave, passionate, stubborn, violent, jealous, secretive, resentful, manipulative

I'd say that tracks, a little too much even!

I believe Anne was asked about Armand's birthday once and she simply said that she didn't have one for him or Marius. I'm not entirely sure when/how/why fandom more or less settled on this date, but that's when you see all the Armand birthday art and posts.

In light of this, I like to think that the first two weeks of November are the most chaotic out of Louis's entire year, every year.

Bless him.

#louis de pointe du lac and his scorpio men rip #look at your life look at your choices bby #not silly at all lmao i welcome cute fun asks <33 #you ask and hekate answers #vc #armand #lestat de lioncourt #birthdays #🦝🦝🦝

[bunnywan]

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