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sga-owns-my-soul · 7 months
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reblog to give ur mutuals a soft lil kissy on the head
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littlecrittereli · 3 months
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This is such a stupid tiny detail that probably doesn't even mean anything BUT LET ME BE CRAZY AND OVERANALITICAL FOR A SECOND OKAY? I'm thinking about that little scene before the theme song where the brothers become cartoons and they do their little pose and then run off. Iconic, slayed, ate, left no crumbs.
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But they didn't just run off... together. Like there's a very clear pause where they make eye contact, Martin runs off, Chris watches for a second, and then follows.
Do you think this is in reference to how Martin, being like 4 years older had a head-start in joining the research field while Chris would have just gotten into college and would have to catch up with him.
Martin's face is so confident and Chris' is just so excited. Like Martin is leading the way and Chris is so overjoyed to follow.
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sailoms · 1 year
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when the remake is better than the original ft. p'arm as wall click for hd
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i-perfect-please · 9 months
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Can you imagine the amount of lawsuits that would happen in a school district if Lemonade Mouth was an actual course of events and not just a DCOM
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enigmatist17 · 1 year
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A feral thought before I go to bed
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Fox expected it would be a lot harder to find it. It really should have been, after all this was the man who was getting closer and closer to doing something that would make the war end in a horrible way. Yet there it was, just...under the desk.
The lightsaber is red, similar to the blood of his brothers and the armor he had known since leaving Kamino.
Red like the rage that slowly boiled within him when he was ordered to hunt down Fives, terrified and harried Fives who knew.
Palpatine didn't realize his own lightsaber was in Fox's hand until the red blade was sticking out from his chest. His fellow guard had all frozen at the sight, and all you could hear were the pained gasps as Palpatine tried to breathe.
"Sith scum." Fox whispered into his ear before twisting the hilt, and severing the Chancellor in half with a flick of his wrist. The lightsaber powers down, and Fox just stares at the man he served before looking up at his frozen men.
"Get Fives and get him off the streets safely, I have to call the Jedi Council." They nod and go to save their brother, and Fox just continues to stare at the corpse in front of him. He may not have always been the best, blinded by his high status, but at his core, Fox knew one thing.
Brothers came before everything.
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luneariann · 8 months
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Kinda fucked up how normalized not sleeping for college/university is
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melon-cream-enmu · 1 year
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Repost from peach-cream-yukio
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Tw: dubcon, no talk of pregnancy even though these actions would lead to that, I just don’t feel horny for it rn, piss. You’re both adults, they’re just still living at home, implied helicopter parents. Afab
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I can’t stop thinking about hanging out with a friend who’s so obsessed with you, their ‘innocent’ ‘other half’ while they’re parents are home, and they want you so bad but their door has to stay open at least a little bit. You know what sex is and of course you’ve had thoughts but you don’t know how or what. So they can only do so much. Sitting on the floor beside their bed, the one that doesn’t face the door, effectively covering you so only the backs of your heads could be seen, and you’re watching a movie or something sitting in front of the tv. They can see your focus slipping from the tv and suggest something fun, but you have to keep quiet. They slide a hand up your shirt so slowly, first drawing circles on your tummy, tracing the edge of your bra, then gently groping your tits. They hear their parents coming up the stairs and put their finger to their lips and shush you sweetly.
The door opens and you both turn enough to look back over the bed, one of their arms slung up onto the bed lazily, the other creeping up your thigh, petting and squeezing. You’re so flustered you can’t answer when their parent asks what you think about dinner, so they answer for you, letting you give a weak nod. When their parents leave back downstairs they giggle at you quietly, asking you how you feel, saying they want to show you more. They caress the lips of your cute pussy, biting their lip at how warm you are. They can see your thighs trembling. You’re saying you don’t know if you want to keep going and they suggest you do things to them, so you’re helping eachother
They tug your hips and pull you closer, your plush thigh bumping theirs. They look in your eyes as they pull out their cock, already half hard, and take your hand. They tell you how to touch them, holding your hand and helping you stroke them. Their fingers move your panties aside and one enters you, stroking so eagerly at your gummy walls. They cover your mouth gently when you start making noise, telling you you can’t let their parents hear you. They say they’ll help, just open your mouth. You have no idea how to kiss and they take advantage of that, sloppily licking your tongue, teeth, cheeks, and coaxing you to stick your tongue out and they suck it. Their finger turns to two, then three inside you, speeding up and moving your hand on them to speed up too. They finally get you following along and figuring out how to kiss, but it isn’t any less sloppy, but they wouldn’t have it any other way.
The fat of your thighs squeezes their arm as you come on their fingers, and they come in your hand. You can only whimper and mumble through your heavy breaths as you shakily remove their hand from you and you scoot away from them a little. They grab a shirt lying around and wipe up your hand, their cock, and then wipe down the wetness of your thighs and pat dry your pussy. They kiss you more, though you don’t reciprocate, too out of it from being touched and touching them and coming the way you did.
This becoming a regular thing when you come over, touching you, having you touch them, and doing more each time. Sitting you on a pillow when they finger you, wanting your essence soaked into it, even teaching you to ride it. Sucking and licking your nipples softly, gently biting at your chest. Pressing their face into your cunt, just breathing you in and listening to you whimper as their breath riled you up. Having you just put your face close to their cock, telling you to rub your cheek on it, nuzzle it through their boxers. Soon enough telling you to suck the soaked cotton when they come in them, lips touching their tip. Telling you to lick up and down their shaft next. Kissing and blowing on your lips through your panties, cute kisses becoming wet licks with every time youre with eachother. Getting to the point where they can move your panties aside and eat you out, still reminding you to stay quiet.
You taste like heaven, the sweetest nectar they’ve been waiting for, they want to drown in you but they stay slow and gentle. Theyre so eager to take whatever cum they can get on their tongue from you. They get you to suck their dick, starting you slow, just the tip, sucking, licking, kissing while they stroke themselves and try no to come from the cute look on your face as you look up at them with their dick in your mouth. Telling you the taste isn’t that bad and that you’ll get used to it the more you do it, and they have you do it more. Slowly inching down each time until they reach the back of your tongue, still stroking themselves while you suck and lick.
Sitting you on their lap and just letting you feel the way their hard cock twitches up at your plump lips. Rocking you back and forth, moaning quietly in your ear, telling you you’re doing so well.
When after all the years you’d been friends their parents let you sleep over, thinking nothing will happen, if you two liked eachother like that they’d know by know, they grow bolder in their touches. Their bed is big so they manage to convince their parents you sleeping in bed with them and not on the floor is no big deal at all. They pull you close the second they know their parents are going to bed. You look at them with such puppy eyes they can’t help but tell you about the new thing they want to try. They get you out of your shorts and panties and push theirs down just enough to free their cock. They prop their leg up and slowly hook yours atop it, giving them the perfect view of your cute lips, finally with nothing in the way at all. They have you stroke their cock, speeding you up and slowing you down with their own hand, and they spurt their cum on your lips.
The next time, they cum on your pussy and pull your panties back up, letting you sleep with the hot stickiness. The next time after that, they stroke your lips after coming on them, rubbing it into your skin almost. The next, they’re scooping it up and fingering it into you.
Then they’re coaxing you into letting them put just the tip in, and stroking themselves till they come in you, of course they’ll help you cum too.then getting you to let them push even further in until there’s nothing left to pump, the warmth and twitching of your pussy enough to make them cum anyway. They’ll slowly start humping you more and more each time, until they’re doing what you can completely definitely call sex. You don’t know how it got to this. It was so small and simple and it seems like it went so fast.
It didn’t. It took many months to get here and their so glad they finally did. You’re hugging them so tightly, thighs up and clenching on their hips.
And finally, after so long, they get the chance. Their parents are leaving for the weekend, and they say you can stay over. The first night they tells you to lay down on your stomach, and they touch you everywhere, they have you completely naked now. They push their cock inside your sopping pussy and press down on your shoulders, they can’t help it. They want you underneath them with no where to go. They fuck you so enthusiastically, so strong, so intense, they have you squirting on their cock, making a mess of everything. They fuck you so hard for so long that they have you peeing on their cock, further soaking their drenched bed and that only makes them want to make you do it more. They don’t stop til early morning, they can’t. They finally have you and they want to use all the time they can to fuck you.
They fuck you in other positions too, on your hands and knees, on your back, riding them, holding your arms back as you ride them reverse, pounding up into you. On your sides, on your knees, hands against the wall above their head board. They cum in you so much that first night, you’d think they’d be completely done. But they’re not.
They fuck you all over the house, in every room, on every piece of furniture. They kiss you so much your lips are plump and tingly. They kiss and bite you wherever there’s space. You fuck so much that you can’t remember what it was like before you started messing with eachother way back when you did. You make a mess everywhere, the counter, the floor, the table, the shower. They clean so much but always come back to fuck you right after.
They sleep with their cock nestled snugly inside you each night. The house reeks of sex but they don’t care, they’ll get it back to normal before their parents get home. You’re so full of cum that when you aren’t being fucked it’s constantly dribbling down your legs. They eat you out so much too, you’re body is sore but your sex just craves more. You cling to them, sobbing, whining, whimpering, moaning, mewling, until you can’t do anything but lay back and moan for them as they pound you.
You’re feverish with want and lust, and it’s so hard not to cling to them when their parents return home. You both play it so well they never find out. Their parents trust you both enough to not cause trouble if they leave while you’re over, unaware that you’re already stuffed balls deep and getting fucked before the front door even closes.
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What are people’s thoughts about Annabeth being bound by regret in the Fields of Asphodel when canonically regret coded king Grover Underwood was right there?
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maja0678 · 2 months
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How Melkor actually got out of Mandos
Irmo: So Manwë I think we should let him out. He asks stupid questions all the time and it's annoying
Nienna: well you just can't answer them so you already hate it
Namo: *tired dad face*
Irmo: so you're taking his side now huh???😠
Nienna: dude that was an insult to you not-
Nienna: actually fuck you just get him out I just want one night without wondering if my brownies are safe
Manwe: *panicking, he's bad at siblings
Manwë: so Namo what do you think.
Namo: get him out of my fucking house and find another jail for him.
Manwë: alright he's free!!😁😁
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dedisgone · 4 months
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hey hi yeah here's a thought
a lot of the time i see freehoun with a barney lead. i mean as in mr calzones the one that initiated. like... all the time
i think. that gordon is a lot more, or at least was a lot more outgoing than hes depicted as. [things have changed since stasis i wouldn't blame him] and i think flustered barney is real and people should convey that more [silly]
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lvrvenxs · 4 months
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brooding blondes and dark haired sarcastic assholes are my favorite things in media rn and I’ll give an example
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okay that’s all good night
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skoulsons · 1 year
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(Once again) Joel sitting at their table or his woodworking table. Ellie comes up behind him and rests her elbows on his shoulders. She links her hands together and lays them atop his head, her chin resting on her knuckles
“What’re you doing, kiddo?”
“…nothing.”
He blows some air out of his nose, a light chuckle at her attempt to downplay the affection to something that definitely doesn’t matter. He tilts his head back, her hands and chin getting closer to his forehead. “Nothin’?” He’s smiling.
She scoffs, pushing his head back down. “What’s that thing you do sometimes…” she ponders, taking her chin off her hands and pulling them apart.
Scalp scratches.
Ellie loves scalp scratches. She doesn’t ask for them often, but Joel gives really good ones. If he knows she’s having a bad day, he asks if he can because he knows it calms her down.
She starts, gentle scratches along the top of his head. His shoulders drop, the same reaction every time he does it for her. She continues scratching, gentle and effective, making sure to change the patterns so they don’t get too repetitive and dry.
“This is almost as enjoyable as having it done to you,” she says, moving her scratches closer to his ears.
“Yeah, it is nice.”
Eventually, she moves her fingers to his forehead and starts to comb through his hair. She brings them all the way to his hairline on his neck before going back to his forehead and starting again.
“Y’now, if you wanted to comb my hair-“
“I’m not doing this because I want to.”
She was.
“I’m not doing this to ‘doll you up’ (Tommy said this once and she hasn’t let him live it down since) either, old man.”
“Uh huh,” he teases.
She combs for a while until she’s happy (not just with how he looks) before she stops.
“I get some later in return, right?”
He stands from his chair and approaches her, a hand on her shoulder first to pull her into him, both her arms wrapping around his middle. She settles into his chest, a comforting sigh escaping her lips.
His cheek rests against the top of her head as he smiles, combing one hand through her hair, carding tangles out. “For sure. You have a rats nest in here.”
She slaps a palm against his back. “I do not!”
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taste-of-marrow · 1 year
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do you ever think about how nona's birthday. is also paul's birthday
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pokotho · 5 months
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shield your eyes kiddos, it's a man dressed as a woman. according to republicans, this is one of The Most inappropriate things you could possibly show to a child. warning, these photos may be too lewd and sexual to post here nsfw
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bibuck-saved-me · 7 months
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i was about to go to bed and now i’m shaking so bad my teeth are about to start chattering
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ritz-writes · 1 year
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LMK S4 SPOILERS AND THEORIES
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Okay, so yall know how LMK changes things from JTTW. Spider Queen doesn't exist in jttw, but she's based on the spider demons. Red Son is younger and was a baby during the journey in lmk, whereas hes grown in jttw. And, of course, Macaque actually plays a major role in Wukong's backstory, while in jttw he was barely focused on at all.
SO. With that in mind
I was looking through the JTTW Wikipedia page and was looking at the antagonists, and found this:
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Why is this important, you ask?
THIS
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We all assume at this point that the women with the clay is Nuwa, the goddess that created the first humans from clay, so these clay sculptures mean something. We saw that she made the monkey one, which is connected to MK somehow.
But why is the Bear the one that falls? Maybe I'm crazy, but I have stared at this for so long. It has to mean something, right? So, connect that with the Black Wind Demon, the fact that his true form is that of a bear, and that Flying Bark changes a lot of things between JTTW and LMK, I feel like this is connected.
That, or I'm losing my mind.
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