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jemgirl86 · 4 months
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What if in your complaints about a lack of Sam Wilson in What If, you actually mentioned Sam Wilson instead of your fanon ship that was never going to go canon in the first place? What if you pretended that you actually gave even the teeniest tiniest damn about Sam instead of making it abundantly clear that your only beef is that Peggy was there, and that Steve and Bucky didn’t run off into the sunset together? What if y’all weren’t so transparent for five seconds? Actually, what if you were as transparent as you wanted to be, but at least had the decency to keep it out of Sam’s tag lol
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ginger375 · 9 months
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Across the Universe(s)
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It was one of those nights, the kind where sleep wasn’t going to come no matter how long Wild laid there and stared into the dark.
Fortunately, Sky was on watch and would welcome the company rather than send Wild back to his bedroll to “at least try” to sleep.
At Wild’s approach, Sky looked up and gave him a gentle smile before opening one side of his sailcloth and inviting Wild to his side.
Curled up just outside the glow of the campfire, the stars were bright and glittering in the darkness above them. There were so many that it was hard to make out any recognizable constellations.
Were these even the same stars from his era, Wild thought to himself as he let his mind wander. Maybe they were different stars? Could that even happen? Maybe this isn’t even his timeline?
“What’s on your mind, champion?”
Wild shook himself out of his head at Sky’s question. “Do you ever wonder…” Wild trailed off. Was there a not-weird way to voice his thoughts?
“Wonder what?” Sky asked, never any judgment in his voice.
“We all come from different eras, right?”
“Yeah.”
“But like, what if there’s other eras from other worlds?
“Like another universe?”
“Yeah.”
Sky paused to consider the idea. “I suppose anything’s possible. Are you thinking something like…” he trailed off, thinking of a way to say it delicately, “…if you’d defeated the Calamity the first time?”
“Mmmmm, yeah, I’ve thought about that before,” Wild admitted, “but now I’m thinking about all of us meeting.”
Sky exhaled. Thank goodness. “What about us meeting?”
“What if there’s another us, another Sky and Wild, sitting just like this, in some other place or time, having the same conversation.”
Sky smiled at the idea. “Do you think we’d be the same Sky and Wild? Or the same everyone else?”
“I mean, maybe? Like, maybe a little different.”
“How so?”
“Maybe we’d been picked up for his trip at different points in life? Like Wind is the oldest and Time is the youngest.”
“Oh goddesses,” Sky tried to smother is laughter at the image in his mind.
“Maybe in other me’s world my Champion’s tunic is yellow? And your loftwing is blue?” Wild said as a yawn escaped him.
“Ooooh, now that’d be something.” Sky chuckled.
Wild leaned into Sky’s side and let his mind wander again.
What if…?
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so like what if
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deesi-academia · 10 months
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*chanting* I am normal I am normal I am normal I am normal I am normal I am normal I am normal I am normal I am normal I am normal I am normal I am normal I am normal I am normal I am normal I am normal I am normal I am normal but what if I can be extraordinary?
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what if i wrote a cracker au of kotlc
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miasmaghoul · 1 year
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I always assume making dew cry results in everyone just being mean
Also i could totally out run Rainy Boy. I'm 6'5.
But what if Dew WANTS to cry?
What if he wants to be picked apart in the specific way that only Rain can manage?
What if he craves it so badly, but can't put it into words? So badly that all he can do is find Rain in a quiet space and grip his lapels, staring up at him and silently begging for it?
And what if they both love every second of it?
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What if we kiss under the moonlight next to grandpa sanos beat up body <3
So romantic 😍😍😍😍
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kxllerblond · 1 year
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what if....clark played with ur muse's fingers while he ranted about his day,,,,
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seenthisepisode · 2 years
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maybe its jdm. maybe it is. but what if it isn't
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tumblr knows me too well. this ad was targeted to me
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thewinchestah · 3 months
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I’m checking my World Cup 2014 tag (I’ve had this blog since 2014 my entire history is here) and I wanna cry cause I miss it so much. Also my tags from this time period 😭😭😭
But the thing that shocks me the most is…
NEYMAR.WAS.LIKEABLE.
HE TRULY WAS LIKEABLE AND I FUCKING LOVED HIM.
The day he got injured and taken out of the tournament was one of the >worst< days of my life I cried like someone had FUCKING DIED. I felt what my parents felt watching senna’s accident. I was so so broken. I defended this man like he was my kin.
And today no one can fucking stand him anymore. The entire country hates his fucking guts. He really played himself.
World Cup 2014, the 7x1, the whereabouts of the 7x1 and the political/social/cutural catalyst that this event was is my Roman Empire
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What if I ate you out from behind until your knees buckled
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beaulesbian · 9 months
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I was shelving the books by the first letter of the first sentence. - Good Omens, 2x02
"It was a nice day. All the days had been nice. There had been rather more than seven of them so far, and rain hadn't been invented yet. But clouds massing east of Eden suggested that the first thunderstorm was on its way, and it was going to be a big one." - Good Omens by Terry Pratchett & Neil Gaiman
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pasharuu · 11 months
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6 most efficient sleep positions
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primalvessel · 1 year
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what if shiro gave maru the blowjob of his fucking life and then instead of letting him relax continued to give him the best handy of his life using his own cum as lube, huh?
Much as Maru enjoyed giving head, there were occasions where he was happy to be on the receiving end and Shiro was one of those who was particularly talented at it.
Talented enough that with Shiro's head between his legs, Maru's fingers plunged into dark hair both to keep him in place and also anchor himself against the building swell of his orgasm.
He was losing his mind as Shiro teased, touched and sucked him off and he knew without even looking that the other Miqo'te was going to be smug about it.
Breathing ragged, heart racing, Maru's toes curled and his body tensed as his bedmate drove him mercilessly towards his peak. Regardless of whether or not it was pulling out all the stops or every trick in the book, it was more than Maru could resist and he came hard.
Completely unable to articulate, his breath caught, his vision whited out and he cried out as he spent himself, loud enough to probably have disturbed anyone in the vicinity. Shiro couldn't laugh at him with his mouth full, couldn't say anything smug or smirk much around the cock in his mouth, which was probably why he pulled off and left Maru to make a mess of himself, the last pulses of cum trailing down his length already slick with Shiro's saliva.
But Shiro didn't stop. There was no time for the feline to come down from the peak, to ride out the sensitivity.
When Shiro's hand closed around his cock and began to stroke, the way made smooth by his own cum, Maru couldn't help but squirm, mewling in a mix of discomfort and arousal. Oversensitive after his orgasm, even the light, smooth glide of Shiro's hand along his cock was too much and yet the Miqo'te didn't stop.
Maru's hands clenched into the sheets, he squirmed and tensed and begged for him to wait in one breath and go faster in the next.
Shiro wasn't about to obey though and kept his own pace, squeezing slightly, teasing the head and not giving his fair furred bedmate even a moment to relax.
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