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hierocherry · 10 months

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VOCAL PERCUSSION ON A WHOLE NOTHER LEVEL ‼️

#narancia ghirga #jjba #trick actually draws #cw eyestrain #kickstarting my page w a fav piece of mine #jojo’s bizarre adventure #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jojo part 5 #golden wind #vento aureo #narancia #ive posted this piece 5 billion times already #bc im really proud of it #and its a banger #fire emoji #so ill do it again #shoving it in ur face muahahahha #anywayz #hello tumblr be nice to me

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lesbian-arthur-pendragon · 7 months

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#barlissa #melissa x barbara #barbara x melissa #work wives #shuttup #i know they arent actually in a relationship in the show bur to ME THEY ARE.#anywayz #SORRY FOR THE WUALITY OH MY GOD #???????#look im on an iphone SIX #u cant #blame me #:(#abbott elementary

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urostakako · 2 months

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Utahime dancing Dabke !! id in alt - as always, from the river to the sea, palestine will be free

Embedded within the heart and soul of the Palestinian people, the dabke – an ancient folkloric dance native to the Levant – transcends mere artistic expression, serving as a resolute act of defiance against the Zionist state's occupation. With each rhythmic stomp and synchronised movement, Palestinians reclaim their cultural identity, defiantly asserting their existence and resilience in the face of systemic oppression, while igniting a flame of resistance that resonates with generations past and present, affirming their connection with the land. - Fadila Khalid, Dance & Defiance: Dabke as an Emblem of Resilience in Palestine

below are resources for information on palestine and donations !! and reference photo is below that

donation masterpost by @/nabulsi:

info:

An Indicative Archive: Salvaging Nakba Documents | Institute for Palestine Studies (palestine-studies.org)

A Threshold Crossed: Israeli Authorities and the Crimes of Apartheid and Persecution | HRW

Institute for Palestine Studies | (palestine-studies.org)

Free Ebooks for a Free Palestine! | HaymarketBooks.org

Palestinian Culture - Anera

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#had meant to post this on february 18 for her bday but here we are #i had a thought you see. utahime is a dancer. thus became the natural course of things.#also i wanted to participate in jjk for gaza but unfortunately i didnt have time to do art like that. or to do art at all 💀#either way i hope this counts for something. dabke dancing utahime is so true i hope you see my vision !!!#also the id is really bad please if anyone has a better one with proper terms i'd be grateful 😭#anywayz #free palestine #palestine #palestine art #free gaza #utahime iori #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk fanart #hanancouldyounot #hanancouldyoudraw

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sommerregenjuniluft · 3 months

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@jegulus-microfic january 30 - uneven - 983words - cw: nsfw!, spanking, degradation

aka when a haircut gone wrong turns into bending ur husband over the kitchen counter and ****** his ***** until ******* and he ******** *** ***

“It’s uneven.”

“No, it’s not!”

“It’s uneven, James.”

“You– she’s just sitting improperly, her head bent at an angle,” his fiancée replies, in a there you have it way.

Regulus levels him with a flat look, “You’ve cut our daughter bangs and they’re uneven.”

“The hair kept falling into her eyes! It was bothering her,” James’ tone is defensive.

Regulus stares down at the picture on James’ phone, regarding the line of Harrie’s bangs as they fall crookedly over her small forehead, grin as wide and toothy as always, pigtails equally askew. She’s running around in kindergarten like that right now none the wiser.

When he looks up to raise an eyebrow at James this one snatches up his phone and pockets it with a huff, grumbling under his breath.

Behind them the electric kettle clicks, signaling that the water is boiled, so Regulus turns his back to face the shelves in search of a mug and tea bag.

“As if you would’ve done any better.”

An incredulous scoff rips from the back of Regulus’ throat.

It sounds like James is gnashing his teeth when he growls, “What?”

Regulus casually goes about preparing his tea. “Oh, miles, baby.”

James sounds closer when he speaks next, making Regulus shiver, “You’re a brat.”

“Your ego is too big,” Regulus spits back.

“Yeah, well, something’s gotta match the cock.”

There’s a second of still silence where they’re both not moving, disbelieving over if James just actually said that out loud.

Then Regulus head whips around and he fixes the other with a narrow glare. “Excuse me?”

He can see the moment something flips inside James and he decides, wether that be reasoned or not, to just fucking roll with it. “You heard me.”

Regulus feels his face pull into a sneer, “Yes and I’d actually rather impale my eardrums with a toothpick before it happens again.”

Now it’s James’ turn to scoff before he steps closer, “Yeah, like you didn’t moan about it last weekend on date night.”

James cages Regulus against the counter and all he can do is turn his back to him again. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Warmth settles over Regulus’ back as James crowds his space, breath hot over the shell of his ear. “Fuck, Jamie,” he whines in imitation of Regulus, “So big, feels so good, ah- yes, yes! Please, harder, ’m gonna—”

Regulus knuckles are turning white against the counter. He’s not sure he’s still breathing.

James nuzzles Regulus’ curls with his nose, hips grazing the swell of his ass, “Begging for it like a slut.”

Regulus gasps sharply, “Merde– shut up.”

Soft lips come down on his neck, spit slick, and Regulus is trembling.

“I love when you’re good for me like that, Reg,” James murmurs breathily, “Don’t you wanna be good for me?”

He punctuates the questions by pressing his crotch directly into Regulus’ ass, the grey sweatpants doing nothing to hide the thick line of him.

A moan tumbles out of him involuntarily.

James gives a pleased hum before he sucks on that same spot on Regulus’ neck, “That’s it, baby.”

Mindlessly, Regulus pushes back, arousal shooting through him when James groans softly.

“C’mon, love, I know just how sweet you can be for me.”

It’s a wonder Regulus manages to shake his head.

“Yeah, you are,” James insists, “Doesn’t always have to be only once I fuck you stupid on my fat cock.”

Regulus grits his teeth, “You’re impossible.”

James sighs displeased, a mournful little thing that makes Regulus’ head dizzy, “Fine, the hard way then.”

In one swift movement he pulls Regulus back by the hips, yanks down his own black sweats and spanks him right across one ass cheek.

Regulus is helpless to do anything but cry out in pleasure, the sting seeping through the flesh and concentrating between his legs, making his cock twitch where it bobs heavy in the air.

“Try again,” James says, voice dangerously neutral and massaging his throbbing cheek.

Regulus bites down on his tongue, then presses out, “You’d be lucky to be considered average.”

A chuckle and then another swing, sharper than the first and the sound of it reverberating off their kitchen tiles.

Regulus whimpers a strangled noise which turns into a downright pitiful whine when James roughly spits on his exposed hole.

“Oh, you like that, huh, baby?” James taunts, hooking a thumb into his rim, breaching for a moment just to retreat again.

Traitorously, his hips push back on the finger.

“Aren’t you greedy?” James comments, “I want you to use your words though.”

“James.”

His husband tzks.

Regulus has to squeeze his eyes shut tightly, chin crinkling, lip wobbling, “Please.”

“Please what?”

Another hit when Regulus doesn’t give an answer fast enough, this on right on the crease of his thigh. More spitting, landing carelessly on the meat of his ass and slowly trickling between his cheeks.

It takes a moment for Regulus to realize the sound in the kitchen is his own whine. “More, please.”

James hums above him, leaning over him to kiss at his neck. “Just a little bit more specific, baby. I know you can do it.” He punctuates the demand by teasingly swiping two fingers through the spit and prodding at his entrance but not slipping them in.

Regulus grits out a harsh pant, thighs starting to tremble. His ass stings like a bitch and his cock is throbbing, hard and neglected and all he can think about is that he wants James’ teeth in the nape of his neck. The overwhelming desire to be good and pliant as he gets utterly annihilated.

“Breed me, Jamie.”

His husband curses, voice strangled, and then he proceeds to fuck him so hard Regulus doesn’t know up from down anymore.

They have to call Effie and Monty to pick Harrie up from kindergarten one and a half hours later.

#this started out as mild bickering and it jsut went downhill SO fast.#idk even what this is tbh #*sigh*#i dont rly like the ending #anywayz #jegulus #jegulus microfic #jegulus dads #james potter #regulus black #starchaser #sunseeker #lune’s tiny fic

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ffelii · 7 months

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First time drawing the autism king (i love him with all my heart)

#also finally decided coloring is not for me #fuck colors #anywayz #feli art #2023.zip #fionna and cake #adventure time #ice king #gunther #simon petrikov #candy queen

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isagnesalive · 3 months

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TMagP 5

Is Agnes Montague alive?

Status: Unconfirmed

#format may be weird idk #doing this on my phone on the bus to school #was like half a week late last ep i gotta be punctual yk #these episodes release right before i have my circus training tho #so often i forgor to do it immediately #anywayz #tma #tmagp #the magnus archives #the magnus protocol #agnes montague

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kyoukamybeloved · 11 months

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What goes on in Akane’s mind 24/7:

#just saying #she’s a kana fan girl #kana arima #oshi no ko #onk #kurokawa akane #oshi no ko akane #arima kana #kanakane #izzie posts #anywayz #oshi no ko kana

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lunian · 11 months

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... I came there for shrine and my tunic and forgot about main quest but Gelda Shmelda is calling very ominously so okay here we go

#to think that...#its ganon who is using this tone of voice and saying it #dude had to use sidon puppet then i would kill an army #zelda? sure BUT I KNOW SHE IS UP IN THE SKIES FOR THOUSANDS OF YEARS #anywayz #mystuff #totk spoilers

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hyunverse · 1 year

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mornings like this ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ lee know

lee know && reader. genre — fluff, drabble. note — might write another version for i.n ^_^

the smell of scrambled eggs and the sound of sizzling explains the emptiness of your shared bed.

you lazily walk into the kitchen — the thought of whining about him leaving you in bed disappearing at what you discover. the sight of it all is so . . . domestic. your husband's back is facing against you, focused on the sizzling pan. he's shaking the pan to flip what you assume are pancakes. a bowl of scrambled eggs is placed on the kitchen counter — the sight of it making you drool already. minho is still clad in last night's clothes. briefs and a loose grey shirt with his hair disheveled. it's cute, you could tell he didn't even bother to comb his bed hair before strolling into the kitchen. by the looks of it, he truly rushed to cook — he's not even wearing an apron. you pray to god he at least cared to wash his hands.

“g'morning,” you greet, gently pressing a hand into his waist and your chin onto his shoulder.

minho hums in acknowledgement, eyes still focused on the pancakes. seeing the pancakes up-close, you're a little astonished — they're somehow perfectly round and golden.

“how the hell do you make pancakes this perfect, babe?”

the man chuckles at your remark before playfully bumping his head against yours.

“go sit down, doll. breakfast should be ready in five minutes,” minho mutters, lifting up the pancakes with a spatula.

you frown, “not even going to give me a quick good morning kiss?”

“what? kiss you on your unbrushed, unwashed morning breathed mouth? no.”

you gasp, “foul! first, you leave me in bed alone, and now you're going to insult my mouth? you're sleeping on the couch tonight, minho.”

it's minho's turn to dramatically gasp, “me? sleep on the couch? i woke up from the bed to make you breakfast!”

“the food could've waited! morning cuddles before food, minho. you know that!”

“your stomach was literally growling in your sleep.”

his reply has your mouth fallen completely slack. you clasp a hand against your mouth.

“wait. did i really?”

minho laughs, “yeah, really. it growled twice,” he presses a kiss at the top of your head, “now go brush your teeth and eat breakfast. i'll do whatever you want us to do after.”

“promise?”

“promise.”

“you're still sleeping on the couch for insulting me though.”

“yeah? as if you could sleep without me.”

“i hate you, minho.”

“yeah, sure, that's why you married me.”

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cloud-based-and-rainpilled · 1 year

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has this been made yet

#no i still need to watch it ughhhh i didn’t get to tonight (bummed)#shiv preg reveal very nonchalant apparently?? lol #i’m still semi unspoiled which is cool #anywayz #succession spoilers #succ #succession #tomgreg #tom wambsgams #greg hirsch #cousin greg #succession season four

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atinycafe · 9 months

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STEEL AND SILK (001)

wooyoung walks up behind you, making sure to tighten the straps of your odm gear. his affectionate gesture catches you off guard, causing you to blush slightly. he doesn't seem to notice, though, as he's too focused on laughing at a joke san just cracked. playfully, he slaps your butt and winks at you before returning to his place among the soldiers. your smile fades when erwin begins his speech about the upcoming expedition beyond the walls.

you and the boys have finally joined the survey corps, embarking on your first mission to explore the dangerous areas outside the walls for expansion. it's natural to feel scared, but you take comfort in having your boys by your side.

the speech ends, and you all are finally able to relax and move around. while some are practicing with their odm gears, you find a quiet spot, observing the boys as they laugh and joke around. your attention rests on connie and jean teasing mingi, who's screaming about adjusting the saddle on his horse and how they're not letting him. a warm hand touches your back, and you turn to see hongjoong's soft eyes looking at you.

"are you okay?" he asks gently, and you can only smile in response, struggling to find the right words to convey your emotions. his understanding gaze puts you at ease.

"it's okay, baby, i understand," he says, sitting down next to you. for a while, you both remain silent, the laughter and cheers of the corps filling the gaps. he pulls you closer into his arms, planting soft kisses on the top of your head.

"you know," yunho chimes in as he hands you a bowl of stew mikasa cooked, taking his own seat beside you both and scooping some into his own bowl, "it's funny how the highest-scoring soldiers in the tests are the ones sulking."

"shut up," you laugh, blowing on the hot liquid before offering a spoonful to hongjoong so he can taste it.

as the night goes on, you all gather around the campfire, the realization of venturing beyond the walls, where danger lurks, dawning upon you all.

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