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skapediem · 11 months
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saw spiderverse twice today and pavitr prabhakar did you know that you are EVERYTHING!!!!!!!!
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bulbabutt · 7 months
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87 donnie might have some issues since the last time he showed his van to inter-dimensional brothers they didnt exactly appreciate it
someone once pointed out that most donnies issues are that they need to be told they did a good job, who better to hear it from than yourself?
previous part | all comics in this series (chrono)
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deathberi · 6 months
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sadbeautifulttragic · 10 months
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the eras tour + midnights t-shirt dresses (x)
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wishgrub · 8 months
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SONGBIRD VS RATTLESNAKE
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fivevotesdown · 1 year
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- there's not gonna be anything bad in here?
- just you.
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taikanyohou · 5 months
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"You humans call me an Evil Spirit."
MY DEMON (2023-2024). Episode 1: Living In The Mist.
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lee-minhoe · 1 year
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lee know close up // ★★★★★ (5-STAR) trailer
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koshercosplay · 1 year
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the owl house finale spoilers without context
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beau-rebloga-coisas · 1 month
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i need everyone to see Senshi's chanting for bread in brazilian portuguese
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visenyaism · 8 months
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the thing i find the most compelling about both a feast for crows and tales of dunk and egg is that very like. humidity-heavy sense of low-grade doom just throughout. every chapter starting with someone alone reflecting on an act of violence they witnessed. the sense that something is fundamentally wrong. everyone knows it. the world is dying. it is so askew that nature is responding in kind and becoming increasingly inhospitable.
and even though everyone knows there’s something horribly horribly off the question the narrative asks is not “how do we stop the world from falling apart” it’s the much more intimate “but how do we live through a time when the world is dying.” how do we endure all that and decide to be good anyways. deeply profoundly human!!!!!!!!!
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zhongscara · 9 months
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— secret inside the hat
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jjkeremika · 5 months
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AoT men who are soft when intimate with you (Soft Paws)
Armin, Zeke, Erwin, Connie, Bertoldt
description: they can’t help it!! there’s just something about you that brings it out of them…
**nsfw**
Armin - duh
Baby boy will do whatever you ask him to. As soon as the opportunity presents itself (i.e., you start to take your clothes off), he’s desperate for you, mind reeling with millions of ways to touch and please you.
“Oh, ngh, love, you are—hnf, so, so beautiful,” he’ll murmur against your lips, his fingers lightly folding over your breast, “so lovely.” One hand will travel up your arm overhead to hold yours, aligning his words with each snug thrust, “You have to know that.”
Armin will tighten his grip and slam his hips against yours if you ask him to, but if it were solely up to him, he’ll use more lube, exercise more care, touch and kiss you more softly. It’s just—he didn’t like the idea of hurting you in any capacity, and it honestly turns him on to know you’re enjoying yourself, fully, completely, because of him.
If the sex didn’t feel like you were floating on the comfiest cloud, nudely basking in the warming rays of his brightest love, pleasurable winds traveling through your body, he was doing it wrong.
Zeke - if you ignore that he’s bruising your hips what he’s saying is soft and emotional
Zeke’s contradictory behavior is so blatantly obvious during these shared intimate moments, when his thoughtful, fragile emotionality equated his strong, dominant physicality; when his mind is so distracted with blinding care for you and his body is infected with a feverish desire only drilling into you can satisfy.
During these moments is when he’s at his most vulnerable, and this openness manifests in a running mouth, rambling on about how much you make him feel, how much he needs you in more ways than he could describe, how you consume his mind.
“Ze-aaAH!” you always interrupt his devoted monologue with a strained moan, when his thumb digs into your hip bone and his tip rubs against your spongy insides before pulling out and shoving back inside.
“Sorry, baby,” he’ll say with his lips pressed to your skin, looking at you with apologetic puppy eyes, a faint reflection of yourself with a sweaty halo visible in the blue, “I’ll slow down, promise, I-I just, fuck, you are so hot, you drive me wild, I, mmf, fuck—”
Erwin - more rough… but his hands are soft
Okay, it starts soft, and his hands are soft, but the longer he pounds into you and the longer he gropes at your mewling, begging body, the harder and tougher his movements became.
Erwin’s always careful not to leave visible bruises along your hips, but all that care comes at the cost of not paying attention to the speed of his thrusts. Your moans dampened by the sound of his cock sliding in and out of your wet pussy rapidly led to his devolution, and he loses himself in your warm muscles enveloping his most sensitive extremity every time, pushing further in and demanding more every time.
If it didn’t feel so good you’d tell him to slow down, to give you a break. But the burning ache in your gut vastly overpowered the budding soreness in your abdomen and you bit your lip and focused on just how smooth his palms are, how he definitely moisturizes after washing his hands.
“Oh, my sweet, sweet, angel,” Erwin whispers in your ear from behind, bringing one hand to lightly caress your cheek despite shoving himself in and out of you. He rubs his other hand down your spine, achingly gently caressing each nub as he arches his cock into that spot. “You’re doing so well, angel.”
Connie - you’re his baby bunny!! he can’t hurt his bunny :(
It’s not that he thinks you’re weak and you need him to hold back… it’s just, well, you are his precious bunny, and how could he hurt his bunny?
“Ooo, bunny, you know I love when you move like that,” Connie moans deeply, gutturally, as you wiggle your hips and grind onto his lap. His hands lightly hover over your thighs, hesitantly, like he needs your approval.
He presses his face into your chest as your hands hold onto his shoulders; you feel his chin press against your sternum as he looks up to you longingly, his hands sliding to above your ass.
You sigh dramatically, puff out your bottom lip into a pout as you drop roughly onto his lap. “Con, you can touch me you know,” you drag his hands in yours along your body, from your thighs to your breasts, “I want you to.”
You smile at the high-pitched whine he releases, preen as his fingers quickly wrap around the fleshy skin. “Mmm, bunny,” he whispers against your lips with a reciprocated smile, nosing into you, “all you need to do is ask.” Connie kisses down your neck, still smiling. “Tell me if it hurts.”
Bertoldt - speaks for itself
Ooph, baby… did you have to put in some work.
Even sitting in his lap, crossing your calves across each other behind the chair, anchoring him down, with one hand undoing the upper shirt buttons and the second holding his hair. Bertoldt’s hands hover just above your thighs with the brightest red blush intimately gracing his cheeks, his erection peeking out to press against your thigh.
His face inches closer to yours every time and you nod to convince him to hold you, to help edge him over the nerves. One rock with your hips and his hands glue to your bum, softly massaging the fatty skin through your short fabric.
“Hold me tighter,” you request, wrapping his head in your arms. He nods and lightly pushes his crotch into yours, but barely obliges in tightening his grip.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he whimpers into your neck, pressing kiss after kiss like admitting it would hurt your feelings.
You coo, taking his face carefully into your hands and lifting his lips to yours. “Berty-baby, I’d like it even if you did.”
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bookholichany · 2 months
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Whomever said men clothing were boring, lemme introduce you to this magnetic force of a man....
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disabled-dean · 7 months
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HOT take but I am rotating a 27-year-old Mary in my mind, who isn't really fit for motherhood and doesn't stick around- but who blows through the bunker every once in a while with a group of rowdy young hunters and shitty gas station souvenirs, cleans her gun at the kitchen table, calls dean "baby", and leaves
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wistfulwatcher · 19 days
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The Girls on the Bus | 1.01 Pilot
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