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@chamiryokuroi YOUR MIND!!!!!! I AM SO NORMAL ABOUT THIS TWEET
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whyeverr · 5 months
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Fishing is fun!
Especially with a friend.
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techniiciian · 7 days
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matt would 100% ask someone if they would still love him if he was a worm
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amiharana · 9 months
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Ghost of Chigago (Noah Floersch) is such a post calamity revalink song i'm sorry
(ghost of chicago)
oh anon don't be sorry this is such a cute and bittersweet song 🥹🤍
imagining it being sung from link's point of view, traversing the empty, rundown hyrule of botw after he beats the calamity and the spirits of the champions have already passed onto the afterlife, except for one. revali stays behind, and decides to watch over link; his spirit can't pass on because he regrets never having confessed his feelings to link back then, the least he could do was put it into something useful if he was to stay 🥹
and so revali becomes the ghost of hyrule, a ghost that link sees everywhere but can never catch up to. he's the mirage of a sharp glare in link's morning tea, the biting wind pinching link's cheeks in the flight range, the breeze that tousles link's bangs and tucks his hair behind his ears when he sits atop the rito rock pillar. a ghost too familiar from even beyond link's regained memories, one who never leaves him alone, found in every corner of hyrule but one that link can never corner and always slips from his fingers, just always out of his reach.
just... link traveling all over hyrule again and no matter, where he looks, he catches glimpses of revali everywhere, here and there, in the distance. this ghost that haunts him, but somehow seems to protect him and watch over him. this ghost that link dreams of sometimes, of a life that seems so far away, of one where they possibly loved each other. could it be true, that this familiar ghost once loved him?
(link wonders if he loved it back; and somehow he knows, that he did.)
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robbiefishing · 6 months
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Perch And Crawfish. Or as we call them here in Australia, Redfin and Yabbies. The ultimate bush cook-up.
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unproduciblesmackdown · 9 months
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also that the pics show that phil & orville's Adorable Meetcute at least involves a replication of the film's first & only interaction between [phil/herb role] & orville, of smacking into each other & putting on each other's glasses then fumbling around switching them back, indeed homoerotically close (including closer than this gif depicts)
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anime-scarves · 1 year
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Important video of my cat being a goof
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thedeadthree · 2 years
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AYRENN URTHEMIEL (the exile) // VERLAINE VICENTE (the golden rose)
MINA MORGANTHAU (when twilight strikes) // VIORELE IORGOVAN (vtm: parliament of knives)
the loveliest @leviiackrman tagged me to do this cutest template for some of my ocs! ty so much jess! 🖤
tagging: @griffin-wood, @blackreaches, @confidentandgood, @chuckhansen, @risingsh0t, @marivenah, @queennymeria, @preachercuster, @jackiesarch, @yennas, @saintsilver, @shellibisshe, @cobb-vanthss, @loriane-elmuerto, @blissfulalchemist, @arklay, @adelaidedrubman, @florbelles, @belorage, @amistrio, @steelport, @nokstella, @rosebarsoap, @celticwoman, @sunsetseasons, @aceghosts, @hoesephseed, @jacobseed and you!
#only if you want to of course! 🌿💚#catching up on some tags! ✨🥺 thank you again jess this was the cutest!!!!!#im super late to this if you’ve done this already as well please feel free to ignore 🤍🤧#im especially looking by how fitting the songs are for ayrenn and verlaine AHH#ayrenns for sure captures the painted phoenix and the persona she portrayed to the public! especially her opponents!#and cowboy like me……… verlaine and rafs song it’s theirs now they’ve claimed it THATS IT ✨😤#‘youre a cowboy like me / perched in the dark / telling all the rich folks anything they wanna hear / i could be the way forward’#‘perched in the dark / telling all the rich folks anything they wanna hear / like it could be love / i could be the way forward ->’#‘only if they pay for it / your a bandit like me / eyes full of stars / hustling for the good life / never thought I’d meet you here.’#SCEPTER RED ifykyk on vioreles clan sksnjxjx ✨😌 i was looking through the Pantone colors and came across it! it was so fitting! ✨😌#and i really do love Mina’s aesthetic sm ✨🥺 her and Eddie if they lived in the same verse would be besties for sure ✨😌#leg.tagged#leg.ocs#leg.edit#ill catch up on the rest tomorrow my brain is a fried egg ✨🤧#but jess! Ty so much for the tag this was so lovely to do for the loves! 🖤🥺#these also took me a SECOND to research into flower symbolism/ colors / AND animals and the music but i loved doing these!#blood tw#smoking tw#just in case!#IF I MISSED ANYONE PLEASE TAKE THIS AS UR TAG ✨🥺
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bunnyb34r · 6 months
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Absolutely fucking love when the crabs sit in their corner and look like they're watching TV
Can't prove that they certainly are or not, but they seem to like cartoons. I imagine bc the colors are more vibrant and interesting to a tiny crab's eyes
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naturallywild · 1 year
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PIED KINGFISHER with a catch...
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8, 9, 12, 23 👀
8. how many water bottles are in your room right now?
uuuuuhhhhmmm like. i would have to say several. a few. as in, frankly, i cannot count them all. my hobby is buying water bottles with cute designs on them and then getting Autistic Scared of them and defaulting to the One True water bottle. they're cute boys tho i have a pineapple one, i have quite a few pokémon ones, i have one that has little cartoon germs on the outside which i admire because it’s a bold move to put pictures of magnified germs on the outside of a drinking vessel. but feed ur stomach biome it’s okay. anyway yea i have a few. they’re family to me. 
9. which do you prefer, hot coffee or cold coffee?
oh hot coffee. i had cold coffee once when i visited paris one time (lmao we had a hotel next to a street full of sex shops. very funny) & i was like ‘what is more refreshing and more gay than an iced coffee?’ and apparently due to the concentration of gay in my body the introduction of Additional Gay to the ecosystem caused what you might dub Something Of An Issue so yeah that’s the story of me sitting outside the Moulin Rouge regurgitating iced coffee into the iced coffee vessel. these days we stick to hot coffee, but honestly i get my caffeine from hazardous and dangerous and vile quantities of energy drinks. telling my already screwed-up body to draw 25. 
12. what kind of day is it?
oh it’s been a weird one. i was just awake for 49 hours for no reason & then managed to sleep for four hours in the afternoon. i’m at home so people keep trying to feed me, and my (our) cat who had face reconstruction surgery on tuesday got outside so i spent a while climbing walls and trees and inside hedges while he sat looking at me with vague feline amusement, trying to get his bandages as soaking wet as possible. i discovered seafood sticks today! which are sooo up my street because they’re a vile concoction of 49% fish with such ingredients as fish (pollock, Fish, MEAT), potato starch, sugar, soya protein. and they kind of look like a movie prop for the ‘cavernous inside of some washed-up sea-creature’. but they SLAP holy shit. i got ID’d again for a 6 pack of energy drinks because you have to be over sixteen & like… cashier person i love you and i will absolutely sadly and silently hand over my ID but i am a decade older than that. anyway yea!!! it’s been a day. 
& 23 is answered : D
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shotmrmiller · 2 months
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retired pornstar!Ghost who can't seem to ever keep his hands to himself whenever you're around, even when about to film.
f!reader, 18+ smut. unedited.
If you're standing at a table making coffee, he'll sneak up from behind and wrap his arms around you, his chin resting on the crown of your head.
Hi, Ghost.
G'mornin', love.
If you're walking out of Price's office with a script in hand, he's by your side in mere moments, throwing an arm over your shoulder.
"New script?"
"You should know, you're my co-star. Again."
"Lucky me, pet."
He's leading you toward his office, perches you on his desk and cups his hand over your core.
"Gonna let me eat this pretty pussy?"
"I dunno, Ghost. Gonna fuck me here too?" you smirk at him.
"Whatever you want from me," he breathes.
You stumble out hours later with swollen lips, love bites mottled over your neck and collarbone, and his warm spend trickling down your legs because Ghost pocketed your knickers.
The day of, he's texting you if you'd like a ride to the studio.
Sure thing. Get me in 15.
Yes ma'am.
He doesn't ask for your address, and you don't question why he knows where you live either. Ghost, forever the gentleman, opens the passenger door for you, and gently helps you get in. The entire drive over, his hand rested on your bare thigh, his small finger occasionally grazing your clothed cunt. By the time you arrive, your knickers are damp with your arousal.
"Somethin' wrong, love?"
You snort at his feigned innocence. "Cute. Is mercilessly teasing me fun to you?"
"Sorry 'bout tha.'" Ghost doesn't sound all that apologetic.
He brings you in tight, wrapping his arm around you firmly.
"Lemme make it up t'you in my dressin' room", he purrs.
You click your tongue. "Price'll have your head if he catches me in there, especially when we're about to make a vid."
"Be sure to keep quiet, then. Would absolutely hate to get caught."
With his smart fingers and expert tongue, you're brought to peak 3 times.
Price rolls his eyes when he spots you both walking in at the same time 15 minutes before the shoot.
"Always cheek by jowl, eh Simon?"
His piercing eyes cut to Price's. "Not a crime, last I checked."
Price lifts his hands up, palms outward in mock surrender. "Easy, Ghost. Only teasin'." He turns away, gesturing the crew to get in their places.
Ghost taps your chin with his pointer finger, drawing your attention. "Showtime, baby."
The wolfish grin on your face mirrors his.
"Showtime," you echo.
Ghost turns sex into art. He moves with discipline; every languid roll of his hips deliberate. Like a skilled painter, he transformed you into a living masterpiece, using each drag of his cock as a brush stroke on the canvas of your very being.
It's otherworldly.
He watches your face intently as he changes the angle, bites his bottom lip when he changes the pace, grunting into your ear as your walls begin to flutter— the telltale sign of 'his favorite part', as he loves to say.
"Gonna come f'me? Lemme hear that sweet, little voice of yours, pet." Almost as if following his command, you're digging your nails into his biceps, and closing your eyes in bliss as you climax. A loud, drawn-out moan escapes your lips as your cunt rhythmically pulses around Ghost's heavy length. Your soft thighs quiver around his broad waist as he works you through the aftershocks with slow, firm thrusts.
"Look at tha'. Came when I told ya to, like a good girl." Your mind is blank from your orgasm, tongue too heavy and thick in your mouth for you to even try to articulate a response.
"Creamed all over my cock, can ya hear it?" Hard not to when the wet sounds of your pussy squelching every time he bottoms out fills the room.
"You're so fuckin' tight. Cunt's squeezin' me like it doesn't want me to pull out."
His filthy words send a jolt straight to your throbbing core. "Felt tha'. What, you got a breedin' kink?"
Another jolt, so sharp it almost hurts.
"Want me to fill ya with my come? Is tha' it?" His husky voice dripping with desire. With want.
yes. yesyesyessss—
"Tell me you want me. Fuck, tell me you want me to come in you." The words fall from your spit-slick lips like a faucet.
"Come in me, oh my god, come in me. Fill my pussy up."
His thrusts lose some of their rhythm, but still not sloppy enough like when he's on the very brink.
Ghost's jaw in clenched, as if digging his heels in to hold off his climax. Well, that's simply unacceptable.
Your fingers tangle into his hair, giving him a slight tug to have his lips hover over yours.
"I want you come in me, Simon."
The change is instantaneous. His eyes widen a fraction before stealing your very breath with a searing kiss and fucks you. He puts his weight behind each snap of his hips. The tip of his cock pressing into the plug of your womb, making your eyes prickle with tears.
It's too much, he's too much, you think you've gone and bitten off more than you can chew with him when he mercifully stills with a groan you swallow— cock twitching as it pains your insides white.
He breaks away, gasping for air, sweat that beaded on his forehead dripping onto your heated skin.
Cut.
DaVinci and his muse.
Later, when he threads his fingers into your damp hair, you ask him why he doesn't record with others.
"'Cause I don't want to."
Oh?
"Besides, you and I have fantastic chemistry, dont'cha think?" He tugs on a lock of hair. "The fans love seeing us together, just as much as I love seeing my cock disappear into your sweet pussy."
He chuckles when he takes in your flustered expression. "Don't ask questions you aren't prepared to hear, then."
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betweenapitchandacast · 6 months
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Reel-in These 5 Species in Your Next Ice Fishing Trip (+ One You Don't)
It’s the most wonderful time of the year, and no, it’s not because of Christmas. It’s because the waterways that you were bobbing up and down in just a few months ago are now covered in a layer of ice! However, heading out into freezing temperatures to drill a hole in the ground and jigging some brightly colored lures might seem odd to some. There is an inexplicable reason why many opt to pursue…
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robbiefishing · 6 months
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Fishing Catch And Cook. Yabbies And Redfin (Crawfish And Perch) With Veg...
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My best catch and cook video.... SO FAR!
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tacticalprincess · 22 days
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your writing is literally incredible 💗 may I please request könig who puts his big warm hands on your stomach when you have ovulation cramps?? bonus points if he fucks you from behind at the same time because you’re so needy :((
cw breeding kink | i couldn’t write this without it... sorry
who needs heating pads when you have a mountain of a boyfriend with hands so big they engulf the entire expanse of your lower belly? that’s what könig thinks, at least, when you mention being too achey and sore to get up and heat one up in the microwave. instead of doing it for you like you requested, he’s reaching under you from behind where you’re laying on your tummy, leg perched to the side, as he wraps his hands around your womb, emanating heat from his body and soothing the pain.
“you know why this hurts, ja?”
“my ovaries hate me?” you complain sarcastically.
from behind you, you feel könig shake his head. “your eggs are being released. just right here.” he applies more pressure to the spot, the action making your cunt pulse between your legs. “your body’s getting you nice and primed to take a seed.”
you whimper involuntarily at his words, pushing your ass back against his broad body and feeling his hard dick twitch in response through his sweats. he reaches down with just one of his hands to feel inside your panties, cursing under his breath at how wet you are. it’s fascinating to him how you’re never not wet during this week.
“see, schatz? soaking. this pussy’s crying to get filled.” he hums nonchalantly, his thick finger gathering slick from your tight hole and using it as lube to rub at your puffy clit. “poor thing, and so empty. no wonder you hurt.”
you shamelessly beg for him, knowing his fingers won’t be enough to satiate the emptiness you feel in your pulsing hole. you need something bigger, something you know can stretch you out and fill you to the brim.
“don’t know if i should. could fuck a baby into you if i’m not careful…” he sounds contemplative, though his hips are grinding down against your ass, knees planted on either side of you. “it’s the perfect time for it, and my sperm tends to like it in here. won’t want to leave… might catch.”
“please, köni, don’t care. it’ll help the— with my cramps.” you babble for any excuse, grinding down against the fingers shoved into your soaked panties. you’re overheating at this point, and if you don’t get him inside you, you might scream.
a wave of relief temporarily drowns out your desperation as you feel his hands leave your body to pull his pants down, returning to pull your wet panties to the side shortly after.
“shh, that’s enough talking, hase.” he coos sweetly once he bottoms out, slipping inside so easily. he holds you up by your lower tummy until you’re hovering just above the bed to fuck deeper into you, his pelvis slamming against your ass on every thrust. “gonna give you what you need, ja? ein kind. make the pain go away.”
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dyeher · 4 months
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Warnings| slight size kink, slight cervix fucking, mirror sex.
“You’ve never had anyone this deep,” Katsuki muses. You assume he must have deduced this from your expression. From what you can make of it through your blurry vision, you look stunned. Disbelieving of how far inside you his cock is lodged.
He shifts his hips and your eyes cross. Katsuki chuckles. “Oh, sweetheart,” he coos. “That’s really fucking sad.” He withdraws from your body, hips sticky with your mixed arousal and slams into you with enough force to jostle you up the bed. Your lips part on a silent scream, your reflection in the mirror above Katsuki’s bed mocking you. His head blocks your view as he drags his tongue across your parted lips, dipping it inside of your mouth to coax you into a kiss.
Katsuki savors every shift in your expression. Gaze trained on the way your lips tremble each time he bumps into your g spot. The way your brows twitch downward when he grinds his cock into the sensitive, gummy walls. “Can’t believe no one has ever reached your g spot,” he laughs. He adjusts you slowly, lifting your thighs from around his waist to perch them on his shoulders. His weight sinks you into the mattress like this his cock reaching somewhere even deeper.
“This—” he smirks near your ear, grasping the fleshy lobe between his teeth as he cups your ass to hold you steady, his cock catches on something inside of you, a place that feels weird and sensitive, that has your legs threatening to kick out “—is your cervix, angel.”
Your lids flutter and Katsuki tuts. “Eyes open, baby,” he warns, words shaky. “Look at yourself,” he reminds you and your eyes immediately rise to the mirror on his ceiling, you can barely focus on anything but the bruising of your pussy under Katsuki’s fucking but your expression becomes burned into your brain. “You look so good getting good dick,” he laughs. “Fucked out and adorable.”
Some sort of your brain registers that you’ve scratched red marks into he pale skin of Katsuki’s back. That you can see the shifting muscles of his back with each of his thrusts. That you have a perfect view of his tight ass and the way those muscles flex. But in the forefront of your mind you can only hear Katsuki’s words.
“Good dick has you glowing,” he gloats. And you have to agree. You look good spread under him, eyes hazy and lips parted to gulp air into your lungs. “My dick has you glowing.”
You can only whine your agreement. You don’t think you’ve ever looked this debauched or felt this sexy getting fucked but once again Katsuki takes a first you don’t even know existed. You’re creaming around his cock before you even notice it and his pace barely even falters. He fucks you right through it words of encouragement whispered into your neck.
You lock eyes with your reflection and you swear it winks back at you. Finally, we’re getting the dick we deserve, echoes in your mind but you’re too cock drunk to decipher whether it’s a conscious thought or not. All you know is you agree.
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