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On a completely unrelated note.... No one has pointed this out in any Playthrough of Garten of Banban 4, Either at risk of getting demonetized or Gamers can't recognize it. And it's so damn obvious to me... so I guess I will have to in risks of this post getting flagged.
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THAT'S A VAGINA.
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erinsomnia · 11 months
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not to be dramatic but whats the deal with this
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My friend Blake said that Itto would be obsessed with how squishy my tummy is, my stretch marks, stomach rolls, etc.
Literally that’s all he said, man dropped a sentence and dipped. And did not elaborate.
So now I’m stuck here like:
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(The idea of someone loving my bodily features is foreign to me bc I’ve always been shamed for them sooooo…)
I can dig it. Did you read all that schmuff I said on your other post? About how beautiful you are inside and out? I'll NEVER understand why, but not everyone is a psychopath for people that are skin and bones. And as soon as I get this damn audio to you, you'll hear why a little extra cushion for the pushin' will serve you both well. Plus, women like us are just extra cuddly. Our thighs serve as ear warmers and hand warmers. Our asses are just more fun. Our tummies are fun to kiss. I know this. (Have I fully accepted this of myself nearly 42 yrs on this planet? Fuck no. But I need to, cuz it is what it mf is.) So now it's time for you to know this. Women ... in general ... are the superior species because we can do literally almost everything. I'm not being sexist, just bragging that should we so choose, we could make dinner, fold laundry, clean, brush the cat, change a lightbulb, pour a glass of water AND make a baby at the same time.
I strayed from the point. But THAT, is just how good at multitasking women are. I can make several points at once. Bitches.
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grimsdeadb0nes · 11 months
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Also is it bad that the new band in splatoon for sizzle season, at least one of their songs (aka the one in the sizzle season trailer) gives me D6 vibes for some reason
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hylialeia · 1 year
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this EDITING whyy. how can your sets and costumes look so good but you can't compile together a scene
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jadedvibes · 1 year
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Anyone watch a movie, then afterwards go and read a plot summary of what the hell they just watched? Because I find myself doing this often.
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tippenfunkaport · 3 months
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You know, it would be amazing if Hollywood learned the right lesson from the success of Nimona. Something like "Hey, maybe don't throw out a nearly done movie as a tax write off" or "people want queer stories" or even "don't be afraid to take some storytelling risks and be original" but you just know they're going to come away with some absolutely batshit takeaway like, "next time delete all the evidence and burn it to the ground so the gays can't make us look bad!"
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I'm not usually a toga/ochako shipper, but the end of 393 is incredibly fruity? Or am I trippin?
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obsob · 2 months
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my dreams are sweet when im with you!!!!!!!
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bytebun · 5 months
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my piece for @thecodywanzine! thanks to the mods who let me go completely ham and cheese on this bad boy. this one's about living longer than you ever expected and not knowing what to do with it
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gardenofnoah · 1 year
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“you’re going to hurt yourself like that, my love.”
you startle at the voice over you, having been nearly asleep.
“—uh?”
you turn your head to see Nanami looming over your side of the bed. if you were fully conscious, you would see the tiny look of mischief in his eyes as they roam your body, but you’re not, so you take it as his tendency to mother hen you.
and then he’s pushing you to the middle of the bed despite your whining, climbing in beside you. you try to settle in and find you’re still being moved—he’s on his back, shuffling himself down the bed and pulling one of your legs over his chest. you feel him turn his face into your belly in a move that feels suspiciously like nuzzling.
“what’re y’doin,” you slur, a little petulant at being woken up like this, despite it being well past the time you meant to rejoin the living and despite your own desire to seek out the warmth he’s emitting next to you.
“you’re going to hurt your hip, laying like that,” he says, like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. he runs a hand up the back of your thigh and over your hip, and you sigh a little bit, comforted by the feeling of him.
“i don’t know how you sleep like that,” he continues, absentmindedly dragging his fingers over your skin, making you shiver every now and then.
“feels good,” you grumble, face shoved into the pillow. talking about your bizarre sleeping position and maybe also the way the rough pads of his fingers leave a trail of warmth in their wake. you think you hear him chuckle softly, and you feel him press a kiss to the skin of your belly, right above the hem of your sleep shorts.
it’s soft, chaste—and then it’s not, and you suck in a breath when you feel him kiss you there again, feeling the tip of his tongue drag along the skin that stretches over your hip bone.
and evidently he hears your sharp inhale, because you feel a strong arm sneak around your lower back, pulling you closer to him.
“was still sleeping, you know,” but it’s lost all of its bite and you’re a little breathless now, fixated on the way his free hand slides up the back of your thigh to brush over the sensitive spot just under the curve of your ass.
“go to sleep then,” he says into the soft of your belly, pressing another kiss, opening his mouth a little wider to catch the skin of it between his teeth. he’s turned into you now, and despite yourself, you drag your leg up from his chest so it’s over his shoulder.
he moves to rest his head against your thigh that’s trapped underneath him, and distantly you think that it is more comfortable like this— his head squeezed between your legs having alleviated some of the pressure against your hip from laying on your side. that thought quickly becomes muddled in your head when you feel him latch on to the skin of your inner thigh that rests against his face.
you whine, hips bucking weakly as you squirm under tongue and teeth—both leaning into and trying to get away from the sting of his bite.
“my sweet love,” he coos, running his tongue over the fresh bruise, placating you. you shiver, pressing your face further into the pillow to try to breathe—to ground yourself despite the heat that curls up your spine. he stops, then, and you peak down at him to find that he’s staring back up at you.
“hi,” you whisper, fighting another shudder at the way his lips pull at the corners into a smirk that looks absolutely sinful on him.
“good morning,” he drawls, deep and far too awake. he rests his chin in the space between your hips, pressing a quick kiss above your pubic bone. your hips buck toward him a tiny bit, and his smirk widens when he feels it.
you bring a hand down to run it through his hair, tangling in the blond strands and scratching at his scalp. he closes his eyes and hums, deep in his chest, nuzzling into your thigh. it makes you smile, and it makes you ache.
“want you, ken,” you murmur, squeezing him gently between your thighs and reveling in the groan he lets out.
“i know, sweetheart,” he coos, hands coming up again to grope whatever skin he can reach and pressing a tiny kiss through your shorts, “i can smell you.”
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thefirstmammal · 2 months
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thinking about how tim drake is 100% a health nut due to his strong lacking of spleen, but also thinking about tim just not telling anyone about his injuries because “why would i?”
hes sick in bed, “hey guys! cant make it to patrol tonight lol”
bruce (or dick) replies, “and why is that?”
tim had forgotten to let them know about the small infection he had developed. “oh haha, stab wound got infected!”
i will support healthnut!tim until my dying breath, but i 100% believe tim also just neglects to tell anyone “oh, hey, i got stabbed!”
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lonelyzarquon · 5 days
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Peter Capaldi as Angus Flint THE LAIR OF THE WHITE WORM (1988) dir. Ken Russell
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ravenzer · 1 month
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Hozier heard about morning people and went
Respectfully,
✨️NO✨️
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bamsara · 3 days
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I wish I could talk about my AU stuff without feeling like I'm being annoying like people will directly say to me 'tell me about this au thing!' and my brain will actively be like 'they are asking to be polite and you are already taking up too much space as it is, SILENCE'
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shyhandart · 2 months
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🌿 🌸 sweetpea 🌸 🌿
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