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paddysol · 9 months
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they are equally as precious to me <3
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yunwooz · 9 months
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230507 ©️ gungungur
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shokushii · 10 months
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hello echo enjoyers. im now suffering from brainrot also.
also also idk why but the stock image thing really tickled me. love this slow-typing ass office gila and his toothpicks <3
(and the horrors) (lmao)
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aisul-art · 10 months
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They're all Watching fireworks! Well...some. How nice.
I do have a Version where you Can see The Firework light Illuminating on Them but I'm Not Too sure if I'm gonna Post it.
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plainemmanem · 3 months
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can i say something so fucked up
i literally want to fuck steve harrington so fucking bad like i want him to be mine
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moominpopzz · 14 days
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I wonder if when Ashe was trapped in the constant nightmares when the Trickster took over if she had ones where she was forced to kill Mark like she did her mom
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giggly-squiggily · 5 months
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👀👋🏻💖,,,
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getonite · 1 day
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you can't take sebaciel out of kuroshituji. you new fans r entitled.
erm actually (🤓☝🏾), i can do whatever i want!
this is the only one im answering, the others will be promptly deleted. but um, yes, u can, considering it not part of the story. maybe yana can't cuz she's lowkey still a shotacon, but i can cuz im a guess what...✨️fanfic writer✨️
( crazy i just saw a post abt this this lmao )
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nelliesfics · 7 months
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October in The Bunker (Dean Winchester x reader)
WARNINGS: none, this is pure, unadulterated, spooky-themed fluff. no pronouns used for reader. written with self-indulgent, romantic intent, but can be read as platonic. 400 words. A/N: hii friends! this is my first ever fanfic/one-shot and I'm really nervous about posting it lol. I've always said that I would never write fics because I feel like I have no idea how humans interact (lmao), but I need a creative outlet and I'm currently trapped in my bed with an injury, so I figured this was the perfect time to give it a shot. prompt is from this list!
"Oh, honey! I'm home!" you beamed, entering the bunker with arms full of bags. "I thought you just went out for bread," Dean responded, brows furrowed. You carefully placed the bags on the table in the center of the room, a huge grin sprawling across your face. "I did, but I may have gotten a bit sidetracked," you said as you pulled a purple Jack-O-Lantern out of one of the bags. "I wanted to decorate the bunker for Halloween. Make it feel more… homey, I guess." Dean mirrored your grin. He loves Halloween. Sam never understood it - he always says that it's no different than your everyday life. Dean was happy to finally have someone else who shared his love for the holiday, and with it being the first holiday in the bunker, you wanted to go all out. Dean excitedly started going through the bags of décor you had placed on the table. There were pumpkins, skeletons, candles, fairy lights, the whole nine yards in an array of different colors. He held up one of the neon pink skeletons you'd purchased, sporting a somewhat disgusted look. "What's this?" he inquired. "A skeleton," you stated plainly. "No, the color. Pink isn't a Halloween color!" "Who said that?" you protested. "I said that!" he retorted. "Well," you laughed, "I'm the one who bought the decorations, and I say it is a Halloween color!" Accepting his defeat, Dean continued sorting through the bags, pulling out each individual item and placing them on the table. Once he was finished, you asked him to hang the fairy lights on the railings as you placed the tabletop decorations around the other living areas. You even bought Sam his own Jack-O-Lantern for his room, despite the fact that he's not a fan of the holiday. You made your way back to the front of the bunker and were greeted with beautiful, sparkling lights in orange and purple with interwoven spider-webs. "How did I do?" Dean asked proudly from the top of the stairs. You couldn't contain your joy, squealing "It's perfect, Dean! Thanks for helping me!" He made his way back down the stairs and engulfed you in a hug. "No problem, sweetheart. But you know Sam is gonna kill you when he gets back, right?" he chuckled. "Eh," you responded, still wrapped in his warm embrace, "he's outvoted, anyway. 2 to 1, baby."
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koreofitall · 3 months
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His Plight
I've finally been back on a writing kick as of late and am very grateful (it also helps when I have a current fixation hehe) This may or may not be a self-insert with a certain dragon sovereign, but I left it pretty anonymous so as to grant space for interpretation, both for myself and whoever may read.
Lately, I've also felt drawn to a format of writing that is pretty long vertically, so I'll include the piece under the cut. Enjoy 🖤
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We’re sitting in his office
Working to ourselves
I’m on the couch reviewing my documents
He’s behind his desk
Reviewing trials for the following days
And sniffling up a storm
Handkerchief in hand
Eyebrows scrunched ever so slightly
And on the verge
I’m stealing glances every now and then
Unable to take my eyes off of him
He’s so beautiful
And currently at the mercy of the inevitable
He pardons himself
Quickly inhales right at the tail end
And releases
One
Then another
And another
Soft as ever always, but with a subdued intensity
Ah, I see
My love, you don’t feel very good, do you?
A sigh
A sniffle or three
Right into his handkerchief
I look over
And watch his eyebrows relax
Excuse me.
Spoken with a low, stuffed grovel
I chuckle
Bless you.
He looks over, flushed
But chuckles, too
Thank you, love.
My love. Hmhmm.
I want to dote on him
The ever so studious Iudex
At the mercy of his human-like body
What an endearingly mighty specimen
I’m overrun with heavy emotion
The most carnal need
But the most caring delivery
I stand from my seat
Walk over to him
Reach out
And start with a featherlight stroke to his hair
Then caress the tip of his ear between my fingers
He leans into the touch and faces me
Oh my
I swear to everything
This man is the treasure of treasures
I have never seen one such as him
His mesmerizing eyes
The color of lilac flames
And booming with an intensity only he can bring
His lashes
The color of amsonia
That accentuate his gaze like no other 
He challenges the beauty of Aphrodite
And wins
My love.
I grasp his face in my hands
Caress his cheeks and the back of his neck
He grabs my wrists and leans his head into my right hand
And I hold him
Really noticing his current state
The smallest crease in his brow
The slightest of red tinges to the bridge of his nose
And the dampness of his eyes
My love
I lean down to kiss his cheek
Then his forehead
And he melts
Closes his eyes
Gives a sigh
And sits there in the oasis of my touch
Bliss in the mix of his current discomfort
Oh, my poor love
I keep my lips on his forehead
And take note
He’s warmer than he usually is
He sniffles
And I move away to take another look at him
Oh, I feel like crying
My angel
Dearest.
Is there anything I can do for you?
He shakes his head, his eyes narrowing
A sight I’m all too familiar with at this point
I release one hand and give him some space
Moving right beside him, my left hand still on the back of his neck
My right on his shoulder
Stroking my thumb against the base of his head to grant him some comfort
As he bends to the mercy of his current plight
He readies his handkerchief
Gives two soft inhales
And releases
One
Then another
And another
And another
Goodness.
I steady him
And let a beat go by
Hmm, that was one too many, love.
I tease, hearing him chuckle
Bless you. My dearest.
I give him space to recover, but he pulls me into an embrace instead
Wrapping his arms around my waist
He sniffles
And I hug his head close to my chest
Thank you, sweetness, I’m sorry for worrying you.
The grovel of his voice vibrates right at my heart
And we stay as we are for just a bit
Until he looks up at me with an expression I can only describe as beholden
This man, my days
If I were anything but flesh I’d melt into a puddle then and there
Come. Sit with me and rest. Properly.
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dullahandyke · 4 months
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[ID: Sora's talk-sprites from Kingdom Hearts: Chain of Memories, edited so that the bigender flag is in the background.]
for vert @riftgift :] with help from my two beautiful girlfriends ms paint and windows magnifier... free 2 use w/out credit but just lmk bcos itll make me happy
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lauriemarch · 1 year
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TOSS YOUR DIRTY SHOES IN MY WASHING MACHINE HEART BABY BANG IT UP INSIDE I'M NOT WEARING MY USUAL LIPSTICK I THOUGHT MAYBE WE WOULD KISS TONIGHT
I KNOW WHO YOU PRETEND I AM
WHY NOT ME WHY NOT ME WHY NOT ME
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theenderdirewolf · 2 months
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I couldn't help myself, a big thank you to one of my friends for sending me the original image lmao
(original under the cut)
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Does anyone actually want to see more art from me, btw? I definitely wouldn't have a schedule but I'd be happy to share whenever I remember!
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shokushii · 9 months
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wanted to post this stupid shitpost right after pride month ended but anywho. love loses </3
also heres the nonshitpost version because i like it:
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littlelyarts · 10 months
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Erm.. What the baa??
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[Wanna get art like this? Look at this post!!]
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Hiii guys!!
For the next couple days I’m going to try to be focused on my other blog since I’ve neglected it like no other!!
But if you really like Eddie Munson or stranger things at all I definitely recommend checking it out! (Or if you follow me here when I was using this blog to write for Eddie!)
It’s @mouthfullofmunson :))
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