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sugar-coat-it · 1 month
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Also. Everyone left but I am still HERE BITCH OH MY GOD
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I need Patrick Bateman Matty to leave bloody handprints on my tits what who said that
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Too many thoughts for one brain, too many anxieties for one heart.
@annoyingdreamlanddestiny
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passionlipsimp · 10 months
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I always feel bad liking or reblogging a stranger’s post and I know that’s literally how social media works but it’s like, you don’t know me and so I’m invading your life by interacting
I should probably figure out a way to stop thinking like that
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nyxaffixed · 9 days
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What if Narinder accidentally marrried the Lamb
(I have no idea if this has been done already, but i cant stop thinking about this)
In lamb culture, gifting jewelry signifies a relationship between the gifter and the reciever. Depending on where the jewelry is worn, it signifies the type of relationship formed.
Gold given by family is to be strung on the horns, or woven into the wool on the head. These are more permanent and intricate, with larger pieces being passed down family lines. Marriages are usually sealed with a ceremonial exchange of this type of jewelry.
Close friends give things that will be worn on the hands and arms. Small tokens that can be swapped out when friendships come and go.
Tokens from those outside of friends and family are usually charms that can be affixed to staffs and clothing, or placed around the house to be admired from afar.
Those that have been slighted put the respective jewelry affixed to the end of robes and staffs, or tied to the ankles, to metaphorically and physically drag that person through the dirt.
Only lovers exchange jewelry for the neck, and each piece is symbolic. It is tradition to propose with a bell, of which the quality is reflective to the love of the giver. Higher quality bells chime the most beautifully, and have a unique sound.
When The Lamb was given their bell, it was flawless, for it had been handcrafted by a god. When the Red crown was fitted on their head, the marriage was sealed. The Lamb did not protest, for who were they to deny their god? They were executed, engaged, married, and resurrected all in the span of a few mintues; loving their sudden husband came just as quick.
The one who waits was not suprised by his vessel's unflinching devotion to him. He accepted the golden jewelry they showered him with, as offerings were expected. He humored their honeyed compliments and long winded ramblings; they fought harder and worked longer when he'd done so.
The one who waits was completely surprised, when upon their betrayal, he still felt devotion from them. The Lamb still loved their husband, even if Narinder had no idea they've been married for the past 250 years.
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thehopefulquotes · 6 months
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It’s easy to take off your clothes and have sex. People do it all the time. But opening up your soul to someone, letting them into your spirit, thoughts, fears, future, hopes, dreams… that is being naked.
Rob Bell
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diorpoisonapple · 7 months
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“I desire the things that will destroy me in the end”
-Sylvia Plath
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3:13 pm at home
“Being around my family for an extended period of time makes me physically ill. I don't know how else to explain it…”
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lemonteeths · 2 months
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huh? the bell, used to keep track of livestock and preventing them from going astray, symbolizes The Lamb's position as a permanent servant, bred for slaughter? WRONG ‼ ‼ jester lamp :3
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rnelodyy · 5 months
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compilation
bonus, because i feel like its gonna become a classic:
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feliciteacup · 11 months
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happy pride month
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sugar-coat-it · 2 months
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thinking ab watching Matty shave in the mirror and how carefully he holds the blade. (He uses a flat old school type razor blade bc ofc he does) and then he sees you getting all hot and bothered, then he teases you and so begins the knife play :) I think about this a lot especially when he’s baby faced
AHHHHHHHHYOURE LITERALLY INSANE UR CRAZY 
I gasped out loud when I read this I NEED to expand on ur thoughts
TW! for knife play, ik it says it above but you’ve been officially warned!!!
He so would use an old-school razor blade, that’s so unbearably Matty. You’re just sitting on the counter watching him get ready, and then it’s your favorite part: when he shaves. You’re tingling all over the moment he takes out the blade, watching the way his fingers steadily curl around it as he brings it to his cheek, his eyes intense and focused in the mirror. You can’t help it! Your mind is wandering as he carefully drags it along his face, watching his experienced hands that know how not to nick himself. Your face gets hot as you imagine him taking the same razor across your thighs, between your breasts, along the slope of your neck. Just the coolness of the metal against your burning skin, those same careful hands guiding the blade. You’re trying to ease the ache pooling inside you by pushing your thighs together and Matty clocks it immediately, glancing at you through the mirror as he scrapes away the fluffy white foam. He asks you what’s up and you just kinda gape at him, watching as he rinses the razor in the sink, his calloused fingers running over the metal. He whistles to get your attention, your eyes snapping back up to his now clean-shaven baby face. 
“Asked you a question. What is it, baby?” he says, even though he’s already putting the pieces together with the way your gaze lingers on the blade in his hands. 
You don’t even know how to answer him, your mouth hanging open dumbly. How do you tell your boyfriend that you want him to do something like that to you? Although, you have a nagging suspicion that he’d be more than happy to indulge you. He turns the razor over in his hand, admiring the way it shines under the bathroom lighting. 
“Ohh, is it this?” he purrs, a smirk pulling at his lips, all too pleased. 
You feel yourself throb as he approaches you with the blade, spreading your legs so he can stand between them on the counter. He’s SOOO fucking cocky about it because now he’s got something to hold over you, he’s the only one who can make your wet dreams become reality. 
He teases you some more, saying shit like “You’re so dirty, love. If only I’d known,” and “Have you thought about it a lot? Me holding a blade to you?” and “shit, I’m going to love watching you squirm,” all while he’s holding your thighs open, the razor in one hand still flicked open. You’re practically dying, just sitting there and taking all the teasing while he's got the flat side of the razor against your thigh as you get uncomfortably wet.
“Shh, shh I’m gonna take care of you” he shushes before picking up the razor again.
He starts by slowly running it over your thigh, being incredibly careful as he drags the tip of the blade against your skin. You’re moaning already and he’s just started. The tension in the air is so so palpable
“Do. not. fucking. move.” he says, such a serious look in his eyes that it has you immediately nodding in agreement.
He keeps going, experimenting with the way he holds the blade while still being very careful not to nick you as you shudder at the feeling. Soon, he’s got your top off and he’s running it over your tits, dragging the flat side of it across your peaked nipples just to watch you struggle to keep still at the feeling of the cool metal. He’s really enjoying himself now, more than he thought he would. You trust Matty with your life, but danger still pulses in your veins as he brings the razor higher, over your collarbones until it’s under your chin, tilting your head up to make you look at him with the flat of the blade. You just whimper, you’re such a mess, the dominating air about him as he finds his stride is so overwhelming. 
He’d cut the elastic of your panties off of you next, murmuring something about getting you another pair as the split fabric slid off your legs. He’s so game for experimenting with you, especially when it gets you this messy. This little scene probably ends with him fucking you on the counter while he’s got the dull edge of the blade held to you in the place of your choosing <3
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oddthesungod · 8 months
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feeling completely unwell at Ashton and Orym's new outfits and looks, they just look SO good 😤👌
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soaring-trash · 8 months
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this is exactly what i think pâte looks like when Laudna just man handles him, no thoughts, head empty, only mother
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theyslgirl · 7 months
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lorn-art · 9 months
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Pate appreciation post
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