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#i have no excuse
iszapizza · 3 months
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thrawn in a dress goodbye I’ll see myself out
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ultravioletsodapop · 3 months
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Airazor loves Elena, fight me
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the-modern-typewriter · 7 months
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The bath was hot and left the air shimmering. The antagonist seemed like a mirage in the wavering steam - a door closed, then open, then closed again before they were at the protagonist’s side.
The protagonist lay frozen in the water. Their breath didn't quicken, though the protagonist wanted it to. They couldn't find words or sound. They could only watch as the antagonist knelt upon the tile, and reached out a hand. It was terribly, deliciously cold against the protagonist’s flushed skin.
They felt like they were burning up.
They felt like the touch, wrongwrongwrong, was the only cure.
"You're sick," the antagonist murmured, almost lovingly. "Thinking of me this way. You need help."
The cool touch caressed down the protagonist's bared throat, their sluggish pulse, and then it rested above the protagonist's thumping heart.
The world felt glitching. Unreal. The water was silken with some soothing scent; lavender or rose or something white and floral and heady.
The protagonist knew they should move, scream, say something, do something. They did not. They couldn’t. Did they want to? They might have leaned in for some small relief.
The antagonist smiled. Their teeth were sharp, and their fingers seemed abruptly taloned. Beautiful and monstrous. They dug into the protagonist’s chest hard enough that it felt they might scoop the protagonist’s heart right out. Might dip their lips to the pulsating blood, life, heat, and drink like a desert creature scorched through with thirst.
They were so wonderfully cold.
"Folie à deux," the antagonist whispered. "Won't you let me leave your dreams?"
The protagonist woke up wet and shivering in an empty bath tub.
There were alone, except for the crescent moons of fingernails branded against their skin.
They took cold showers after that.
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dovabunny · 4 months
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Know the trope where everyone tells chatty Soap to shut up and it kills him inside?
Imagine~
Tactile Soap who loves to touch, bump, and hug being told off, shoved off, and snapped at by the people he felt he could trust, could be himself with. And it kills him inside.
The picture of Soap with a weighted blanket in bed tugging at his own hair, keening in heart ache, his deep need for touch to feel alive and help him regulate.
He's so desperate he pays a kind sex worker just to hold him. Ghost sees him leaving the bar with a woman after handing her money, and misunderstands.
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There are two types of people and Watcher’s social media team is both of them
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scherzokinn · 7 months
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Definitely one of my worst memes. Enjoy.
Thanks to @bussyplease for that amazing template (original).
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tongjingnian · 1 month
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Look at me, De
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brighter version ↓
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therestlessdogskull · 2 months
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I'ma be honest I kinda forgot I made these. It started out with the drawing of Crowley as a snake with two dicks but I got carried away. I did it a while back just to fuck around and I'm in actual literal tears remembering I made it.
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i demand an explanation-
act fool act fool act fool act fool
ahem, just imagine…
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a deep, melodic voice, brushing right against your ear as his warm breath fans the side of your cheek; he pulls back as you lower your head in embarrassment at the heat flushing your face just from his words alone but he’s not having any of it
with two fingers under your chin he’s tilting your head up to meet his gaze, entrancing eyes swirling with something darker as his other hand on the small of your back pulls you flush against him, letting you feel the bulge in his pants
“you’ll be good for me, won’t you, doll?”
˗ˏˋ– i’m thinking… zhongli, al-haitham, kaeya, draken, osamu, semi, lucifer, malleus
he’s teasing, you know he is, but there’s not much you can do about it; no, not when he has you sat between his legs with your knees hooked over his thighs as his fingers flutter over your skin, dangerously close to where you need him most but never. quite. there.
this is how it has been all day; a fleeting touch here, an amused whisper in your ear there and your thoughts were spiralling out of control just like that, getting more lewd the more you tried to fight them off
and you also know he’s enjoying this, riling you up and acting coy about it later on, biding his time until you give up and give in, begging him to do something; his chuckle vibrates against your back, enough to make you whine out for him again before his fingers finally run through your soaked slit to collect your arousal
“look at you, so worked up all because of a few words? tell me what’s been running through that pretty head of yours~”
˗ˏˋ– i’m thinking… childe, bachira, reo, asmo, belphie, solomon, koko, hanma, ran, suna, oikawa, mattsun, jamil, leona, lilia, ace
soft praise is rolling off his tongue like honey, clouding your head and slowing your thoughts; not that you’d need to think much anyway right now, all that mattered was the feeling of plush lips on yours, biting down on your bottom lip gently before he pulls back, so you can catch your breath
his knuckles brush over the bones of your cheeks and you lean into his touch, basking in the comfort of his warm and familiar embrace; attentive eyes study your features as if he saw them for the first time, drawn to the movement of his thumb swiping across your kiss-swollen mouth
“you’re the prettiest sight i’ve ever had the pleasure of seeing. truly, nothing could ever compare”
˗ˏˋ– i’m thinking… kazuha, diluc, thoma, satan, barbatos, simeon, akaashi, kita, chigiri, isagi, inui, mitsuya, riddle, trey, jade, vil, silver
somewhere in the back of your head you wonder if he ever shuts up; he’s been running his mouth since your innocent kiss evolved into something a little friskier, tongues tangling together and your hand gripping his hair tightly
his babbling turned more incoherent the second his hips bucked against yours, in desperate search for friction to relieve the tension building in his stomach; how could you not give him what he wants when the roll of your hips forces a whimper as pretty as this from his throat?
“fuck, you always feel so good, baby; you’ll let me make you feel good to, right?”
˗ˏˋ– i’m thinking… mammon, levi, gorou, hinata, shinichiro, takemitchi, ruggie, idia, kalim
he’s so mean, downright cruel, words not even teasing anymore but already mocking you in that condescending tone; he knows you love it that way though and he’s holding that fact over your head, making white hot shame burn through your veins
as if your sweet whimpers aren’t evidence enough, the clenching of your cunt around him certainly is; with one hand around your throat he’s making sure your looking right at him while he’s making you agree with the lewdest of statements
“what’s with the tears, sweetheart? i thought you liked being used like my personal little cock sleeve? so be good and take what i give you”
˗ˏˋ– i’m thinking… scara, pantalone, sae, kaiser, futakuchi, izana, floyd
stoic and expression unreadable, a few deep grunts and groans are what you mostly get to hear, his actions doing most of the talking instead, big hands splayed on your hips and pulling you back down onto him with every thrust
but then again, his mouth practically moves on his own when you keep whimpering his name, pulling him back in with every flutter of your walls; you don’t think he even knows he’s talking to you, doesn’t even consciously try to make you melt under his touch more; the bluntness of his words is what has your head spinning, the genuine way he merely describes what he sees and feels when he’s got you spread so nicely for him
“this is the spot, isn’t it? can feel your cunt clench, ‘s real tight around me right now, you’re making it so hard to move”
˗ˏˋ– i’m thinking… xiao, nagi, rin, kunigami, beelzebub, rindou, sakusa, iwaizumi
wow, i got way off track, what were we talking about again—
obviously, no character is solely in one category only but these were my initial thoughts, i’ll see myself out now (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.゚
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reptile-house · 9 months
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ironrad · 1 year
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Steve: Hey guys, someone want to explain why there’s a “no metal in the microwave” sign in the kitchen?
Natasha: …Clint?
Clint: I swear to GOD it was not me.
Natasha: Peter?
Peter: In my defense-
Tony: He’s literally an aspiring chemical engineer, and I caught him trying to heat up leftovers in a tin foil container.
Peter:
Clint: Still waiting on that defense, kid.
Peter: …and I would’ve gotten away with it too if it weren’t for you meddling kids.
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kodaibara · 1 year
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The Captain hard at work.
Ignore the map that doesn’t make sense, i was too lazy to look up a map of the uk, so I just drew something random
Also i cant stop drawing the captain with rolled up sleeves, its just too much fun
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skizoh · 1 year
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Ghost fanarts. :>
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8thousand · 8 months
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tinymaru · 1 year
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they will say they were friends
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liauditore · 7 months
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woe, limlife scotzman be upon ye
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