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#had to get it out of my system
ariessential · 2 days
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First trojan practice. Has anyone done this yet?
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alwaysshallow · 2 months
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you need to be careful what you say to ghost.
no matter if you're in a talking stage, dating, situationship, if this man cares about you, absolutely do not say that you wish you could kill someone.
not debatable. you just shouldn't say that; as anyone else would laugh it off, he weirdly... starts to question you. not the usual questions how was your day, what happened etc.
"and what would you do to him?" he asks, while massaging your back. "choke him? stab him in the back, make people watch?"
"he just deserves to be out of my life, out of this job. i wish he wouldn't bother anyone again, i wish everyone just could forget him," you say—almost mindlessly, as ghost makes you feel relieved. not actually caring anymore, as it's another day of your annoying coworker.
simon just hums at that.
the next day, your coworker... he's gone. days, then weeks of not seeing him; no one actually knows where he is, he just wrote an email to your boss about moving on and taking new opportunities.
"it's just weird." you shrug, looking at simon's reaction; he's cooking dinner now, seeming completely unfazed by your revelation at work.
"probably found a better life," he says.
probably he did.
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nobody:
mfs with ROYGBIV eyes:
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↓↓ rewfewence ↓↓
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deerspherestudios · 8 months
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Care Guide for your Sick Mushroom Friend
Alt. MC Ver:
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hensel-x · 30 days
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11yo me: did we marry him??? 22yo me: wh- THE CUNTY TRANSFORMER????????????????
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eliotlime · 4 months
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alright
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k8aclysm · 8 months
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[Thinking about Transfemmes]
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Eeeheeheheheee..... ohohohoo.... my boundless love.... for them is unbearable... aheee hee....
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duckydrawsart · 5 months
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primeduo · 1 year
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dream is such a gentle round roll of dough perfectly risen a smooth ball to be gently patted and squished i am going to sprinkle flour on him
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linkyychan · 15 days
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Vampire Ochako hehehe
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rush-the-stars · 1 month
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pairing: sukuna x half-curse f!reader (referred to as girl, daughter)
wc: a breezy 900 (unheard of for me)
cw: incest? it's not explicit but heavily implied. sukuna technically sired reader and she's a weird half-curse. but they're like non-human and kind of god-coded so. if that makes it better (it doesn't, you say? my bad then). use of "father" to refer to sukuna. toxic power dynamic.
a/n: um. look away. avert your eyes. etc. etc.
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"do you think it's amusing to defy your nature? to defy me?" sukuna's voice echoes against cold stone, hanging in the air between you. sitting upon his throne, he is a god of death here, perched above the bones and rot of it all. the darkness whispers, slithering around you like phantom wings that brush your bare shoulders, your cheek. it could be the caress from a lover, the fading touch of a ghost.
"not amusing, no." you reply icily.
"do not take that tone with me, girl." he snarls, standing.
"not a girl," you reply bitterly, lifting your head, eyes glinting in the watery light. hardly human enough for that.
"don't test me." he snaps then. "and if you're going to stand at the foot of my shrine, address me properly."
"apologies, my lord."
in a blink, he is in front of you. thankfully, you are so accustomed to this, that you hardly flinch. except when he grabs your face in one, large hand. he squishes your cheeks. his claws arch around the bend of your ear, into your hair.
despite it all, you don't truly fear him.
his hold nearly shrouds your whole head and he pulls you up, closer to his dual-sided face. you lurch, scrambling to hold his massive wrist, to keep on the tips of your toes.
"that is not my title to you." his grin is feral, mean.
your eyes flash dangerously. your claws dig into his flesh—strangely you have always been able to mark him with little effort. ever since you were small, you were able to draw his blood.
"apologies, father." you spit.
(if you think about it, his own flesh rebelling, or perhaps—you, his only weakness.)
he lets you go and you drop like a stone, unceremoniously, and at his feet. you look up at him. the thin, slip of fabric you adorn swims around you in a glossy pool of ink. it falls from one of your shoulders.
"such disdain from my only daughter." he sighs, "such attitude."
his eyes—all of them—roam your form brazenly. the bare skin. the dips and curves of your body. you feel it the way a rabbit must know the feeling of teeth; sudden and frightening, and then altogether too late.
"such animalism from my only father." you hiss back like a little asp, "such—"
your voice catches.
he leers down at you, "such what?"
the word dies in your throat. you hate to name it, whatever he has for you, you hate to give it life. you hate that you can not, in such basic, human terms, encapsulate what he is to you. or you to him. you hate whatever this is. you hate what he is, or what you aren't. or could be.
you hate, hate, hate—festering with it, true to your name.
his very own little curse.
you hate most to let him win.
you turn your face away from him, chin up haughtily. "your lechery does not frighten me anymore."
"such a brave girl you've become." he laughs and suddenly all his arms are moving, reaching for you, and you've known them your whole life. he lifts you the same way he did when you were child. and now they linger, gripping the curve of your waist. the plump place of your thigh. "do you want me to praise you?"
"i thought i was here for punishment." you remind him, snippy and sharp, but careful to go lax in his grip.
when you fight and squirm, it excites him. so you play dead. you freeze like the rabbit, too.
he steadies you back on your feet. he stares at you for a long moment in a way that you cannot parse; all his eyes peering at you, prying at you, like they're trying to see under your clothes. under your skin. inside of you.
"for you, they might as well be the same thing."
he isn't even being cruel now, just honest. he's not leering at you. the frankness is worse, the honesty is damning. you lurch away from him, breaking the hold he has on you. your stomach turns. you bare your fangs at him, growling in warning, warbling like a curse.
he doesn't flinch.
"my praise of you feels like punishment to you, no?" he says lightly and you try to glare at him, but you fear horror is seeping through your expression.
he laughs again, rough. horribly fond.
"come," he says, turning away from you. he expects you to follow, "you reek of humans. you're done trying to live among them."
"you can't—"
"they'll never understand you. you will never belong to them." he says simply, and then he glowers, "and it's beneath you to try. come. i will not ask again."
he begins to walk. when you don't move, he looks over his broad shoulder, eyes darkening.
"they drove you out—they tried to exorcise you and i had to save you."
"it was only because of that six-eyes use—"
"i don't care. you should be ashamed and i should've finished the job for them since you are so weak—" he snarls.
(you—)
your head falls, chin dipping. perhaps in misery, maybe in surrender.
"now come, daughter of mine. you'll stay where you belong."
(—his only weakness.)
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stealyourblorbos · 2 years
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D23 
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robobee · 5 months
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OK finally. worst thing I've ever made* . shoutout to my victim @declanshole for the art in slide 3 I think. muah
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catboygabriel · 1 year
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Forgot about this one but here it is. 🤭🧍🏻‍♀️
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Every single time I find some new actor to obsess over I have to go through the inevitable process of finding out they have a partner/wife/girlfriend.
Is this man usually 10-25 years older than me?
Yes.
Is it surprising that such an attractive man is taken?
No.
Am I fully aware that I have absolutely no chance what so ever?
Yes, I am.
Does it still shatter my heart into a million pieces when I find out they're taken?
Yes, yes it does.
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(This is how it feels lol. Or that scene of Regina screaming and trashing her room. Or that scene of Azula breaking down)
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