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andallthatmishigas · 2 years
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Kinda fucked up to realize you’re not the main character in your own life.
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pirateprincessjess · 18 days
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When I was a kid my family pretended to get raptured so I would think I was left behind on earth while they all went to heaven.
I was like 8 years old and my sister and mom had gotten really into the Left Behind novels (bible fan fic about the rapture). In the books when the rapture happened the clothes that people were wearing when they got raptured were left behind in neatly folded piles.
One day when I was getting home from school my family decided that they would leave piles of neatly folded clothes around the house, and then hide in the basement.
The intended effect was that I would get home and see the clothes then, think that my family had been raptured and that I wasn’t good enough to get into heaven… or something?
The problem was that I had never read these books, and didn’t really think about the rapture very often. There was no reason that I would see some laundry on the floor and think “The rapture happened and I’ve been abandoned by God! I’ll never see my family again!! Oh nooo!!!!”
I just sat down and watched cartoons and eventually my family got bored and revealed that they were all hiding in the basement.
It’s a good thing I didn’t understand the joke, otherwise that shit would have been traumatic.
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stuckinapril · 3 months
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Honestly the cliche advice is true. If you fill your life w things you’re passionate about, if you challenge yourself every day, if you give your own opinion of yourself more weight than you do other people’s opinions of you, you will actually thrive. Like no one can tell u anything
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gayvampyr · 11 months
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fat people are allowed to be fat even if they don’t starve themselves or push themselves physically past their limits btw
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greelin · 1 year
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this is so real and never leaves me
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FNAF Abby and Gregory discover Michael is an artist too
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comradekatara · 5 months
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2 kinds of grad students (both massive nerds)
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its-a-hare-pom-pom · 5 months
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soupfather · 3 months
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Erm, what the flip guys
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Lucifer with pupils
That’s it, that’s the post
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sentientsky · 5 months
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breaking news: local divorced not-man is having a terrible fucking time
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bluerosefox · 6 days
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Gray and Graysons
One of the Bats has a secret. Something they never told to the others.
They were so very young but they have memories of a sibling, so small and tiny. They remember the burst of warmth they had in their heart when they held the tiny baby for just a moment.
But they weren’t allowed to keep them, their family couldn’t raise them. Money was tight, just enough for three but not for four, despite their shows always bringing in a crowd it was getting harder and harder for the world to be wowed by them in the new age and their sibling was too small and tiny and needed to be cared in a single place than for them to be on the road. Their lifestyle was not good for his tiny sibling apparently.
They had to watch as their parents gave his sibling away to people in suits, them promising to give his baby brother to a loving family when they find a ‘home’ for him. He watched his parents try to be strong only for his mother to break down once the car left down the road, his father holding her and apologizing, the rest of the circus troupe all silently coming over to give the heartbroken family condolences.
Richard ‘Dick’ Grayson had tears running down his face when he last saw his baby brother.
A brother he got to name before he had to be given away.
Daniel ‘Danny’ Grayson.
-x-x-
Dick never told the others. If anyone dug deep into his past they might find his brother’s birth records maybe, if someone got around to digitizing the paperwork for him but given the fact he was placed in the US childcare systems just a few days after his birth and the fact that Dick was still pretty young they most likely believed he didn’t remember his baby brother now. Not after so many years.
But they were wrong, Dick remembers. And he kept the secret close to his heart and memories.
And the only physical evidence he had was a single picture of him holding his brother, a smile on his tiny face towards their father who had taken the photo of them together. When he had lost his parents, lost most of the things that connected him to them, to his past in the circus that had been his whole life, had been taken from him in Gotham’s ruthless childcare system, he held on tight to the picture in secret. Hid it away from anyone trying to rip it from him, hid it from Bruce when the man took him in days later, hid it from Alfred despite how gentle the butler was towards him. He couldn’t, wouldn’t risk losing his photo at the time, he hadn’t trusted anyone and by the time he did he didn’t have the heart to reveal it.
So yes, the existence of his baby brother Danny was his most guarded and best kept secret.
So that’s why Dick, as Nightwing, nearly died from a heart attack when leaving a Justice League meeting he spotted a familiar face among one of the new engineers working in the Watchtower.
It was like seeing a young version of himself. Only, Dick could see that the young man was more than a copy of him, so much more than a clone. He held many traces of John Grayson but also had a bit more of Mary Grayson than Dick did. Small details that Dick foggely remembers taking note when he had held his baby brother.
“Hey, hurry up with that report Gray!” Shouted the head engineer from down the hall, his hand beckoning the young adult to come over.
“Coming! And boss, I told you Danny is fine!” Danny shouted back before hurriedly leaving a stunned Nightwing.
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Zuko, hungover: please tell me I’m imagining that I claimed I was the king of all the turtleducks
Sokka: I would, but then I’d be lying to the King of All Turtleducks
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reachingfortheday · 2 years
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vico ortiz i am obsessed with you
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doctorsiren · 6 days
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What if when Miles threw the gun, the shot killed MVK instead of just hitting his shoulder and so Gregory adopted Franziska rather than MVK adopting Miles
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mcondance · 9 months
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backshots with marc. yeah.
marc likes you face down, ass up. not in the “i’m in control way” but. . in the “jus lay there and let me take care of you” way.
he likes the visual of you laid down, back arched and pussy swallowing his cock up while you moan and curse and babble whatever fucked-out thought comes to your mind. the act of letting you just take it and letting him give it to you the way he’s learned you love is something he can’t get over.
his hips slapping against yours, his hands roaming your back and ass, your pretty moans cascading throughout the air as he fucks you good— it’s irreplaceable.
“takin’ me so good, baby, just like that, yeah,” he nods, and you are taking him good.
when it hurts too good, when his cock is pressing too perfect on that spot, and you slur out “feels too good, feels like- god”, when your words are more like jumbled up letters, is when he knows he’s doing it right.
“jus keep taking it baby, just like that, right there, hm?”
he’s spurred on by your drawn-out moans, your whiny whimpers of “fucking me so good, shit”. every sound that escapes your slick lips makes him feel so perfect, the thought that you feel this good because of him, that he’s the reason you feel this good has his heart racing a mile a minute.
but he never gets caught up in his head, because you, and the way your pussy feels wrapped around his dick are enough to keep him grounded for days.
“look so pretty takin’ it, so fuckin’ pretty baby.”
and in his eyes, you do. everything about you is pretty, from the milky white ring you leave around his cock to the way your ass bounces with each of his thrusts to the way you just let him spoil you, allow him to allow you to be your pretty ass still and let him take over.
the way you look cumming on his cock, though. . that’s heaven. shaking and sobbing, you keep cumming, and he keeps fucking you until you’re both so blissed out you can barely move. and when you’re too tired to even move, he takes care of you then, too.
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