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rushingexpress · 4 months
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James has no right to be so fricking cute *affectionately*!
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Look at his goofy wide smile, squishy cheeks, little crows feet and bright red paint *sighs* love this dumb dumb ^^
YEAAAA
fun fact, tumblr blurred the image and I was.. slightly scared - but turns out its just James! XD
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skimblyshanks · 1 year
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See the thing is King Richard should have kissed men.
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selffagellation · 2 years
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meow meow grantaire for blorbo bingo 🤠
God you're SO right, he IS a meow meow
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Bingooooooooo
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ciderbird · 3 months
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academic bias is so funny because you’ll be reading about the same historical event and one person is like “Despite the troubles that befell his homeland and near constant criticism of the court King Blorbo remained strong in the face of adversity” and the other one is like “after letting his people carry the brunt of his cringefail decisions Blorbo the Shitface refused to listen to any reason and continued to be a warmongering piece of shit. Also he was ugly.”
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hyolks · 10 months
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hello everynyan
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sadfishkid · 2 months
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green slime be upon ye
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nich0las-st1nks · 11 months
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boop his nose while you're scrolling please!
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idliketobeatree · 2 months
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btw when you're being mean to aziraphale this is who you're being mean to. hope this helps
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nariism · 9 months
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neuvillette is aware that he shouldn’t have let you get so close. but he did, and now he’s lamenting the fact that your hands are grasping at his soft horns — his fucking horns, of all places — and he might like it.
uptight and strait-laced, you’ve never known the chief justice to be someone so easily flustered. yet here he is with heat crawling up his neck, so warm that you can feel it against your palms as they ghost over his skin.
you can’t help but laugh at his current situation.
he was vehemently against you coming anywhere near his hair at first, grumbling about how his horns were on the sensitive side and he would rather not have to go into work feeling uncomfortably aware of their presence on his head.
however, you were hard to deny with that little smile on your face and such soft hands grabbing at his arms, tugging him closer. a sweet voice chanting, "please, honey? pretty please?"
neuvillette has never been good at denying you what you want.
it’s how he ends up sitting at your shared vanity. you comb through his long hair, watching him with amusement in the mirror as he huffs and jolts with every brush of your fingers against his horns.
the fact that he was letting you get anywhere near them was surely a testament to his trust in you. he was completely vulnerable here, at your mercy.
“sorry,” you mumble disingenuously, clearly enjoying seeing your usually serious husband falling apart with a simple action. you quickly tie off the end of his hair with a bow and he sighs in relief, thinking that the torment is over.
it's far from over.
he draws a sharp breath when you lean forward and press two gentle kisses on him; one on either side of his head just beside his horns.
neuvillette glowers at you in the reflection, disapproval written all over his face. "stop that," he scolds.
you do, but only because you're worried he might melt into a puddle before your very eyes if you continue.
it becomes a daily routine after that, with him sitting patiently in front of the mirror while you brush and tie off his hair. and you always end it the same way: two kisses, a soft "have a good day at work," murmured against him, and a mischievous little smile that makes him sigh.
he responds everyday with the same two words. "stop that," with a narrow-eyed glare.
the day you do stop, he's confused and irritated.
not only because you have the audacity to throw a wrench into routine again, which you know he hates, but also because he can't figure out why he misses your lips so much.
"what are you doing? i am going to be late."
"hm?" you peer up lazily from your spot on the bed, still half asleep.
"you have to do my hair."
"i thought you didn't want me to, so i slept in today."
your husband is eerily silent for a moment as he mulls over your words. then, he carefully perches himself on the edge of the bed, back turned to you expectantly and still wordless.
no, he would never admit he likes it just a little bit — the vulnerability, the trust, the feeling of your hands threading through his hair, the intimacy of it. hell no.
but neuvillette doesn't have to say a lot of things for you to understand; not when the way his skin heats up says it all; not when you're the first person to touch his horns in centuries; not when he’s saying stop that with such an affectionate glimmer in his eyes.
you give him four kisses that morning, two on either side.
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© ALABOADOA 2023 — please do not translate or post my works to other platforms.
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gum-iie · 8 months
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centuries wept away
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energysoda · 1 year
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"You're glorifying a fictional murderer!" NO I'M NOT!!!!!!I'm sexualizing him.
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iamtheeggsnake · 10 months
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oliviawhen · 1 year
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March comic! No thoughts this month, just Brioche. A fun What If activity you can do with your own brioches.
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savagegood · 10 months
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richie jerimovich (taylor's version) | THE BEAR SEASON TWO
+ this needed the actual video
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stargirlrchive · 4 months
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simon whose dumb little bimbo!girlfriend lets him use her as he pleases. gripping the soft plush of her hips to bounce her up and down his cock like his own personal toy.
like you’ve gone so dumb on him, eyes glazed and unfocused as he pushes his thick shaft into you over and over again. :(( it feels so good you can’t think of anything else but that!
one hand steady on your hips to guide your movements while the other wraps around your throat to keep your head from rolling back. he wants to see you drooling and breathless for him.
“you w’nna cum, baby? w’nna cum all over my cock?”
you can barely nod, too fucked out to respond as you tighten around him. and he laughs, the hand on your throat moving up to your hair to force you to look at him.
“fucked the words right out of your brain, hm?”
all you can do is whimper and take his cock as he pounds into you, no coherent thoughts leaving your mouth as he rocks your hips up and down.
“poor baby, think i made you even dumber.”
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kenm4vhs · 8 months
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i don’t see a difference
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