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safeblooms4 · 5 months
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i hate romcoms but will always be the biggest hopeless romantic and wish for happy endings
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your-thighness · 10 months
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just wanna be taken care of
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jsketch12 · 20 days
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I’M SORRY MOONLILY NATION I HAVE FAILED YOU ALL………
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mydairpercabeth · 3 months
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The scenes of Luke training Percy were so expertly written. He wasn’t just training Percy, he was actively recruiting Percy. He fuels Percy’s anger and mistrust of the gods. He didn’t even need to alter how Percy saw the gods because he could already see the resentment Percy had of his dad, mirroring his own. He was absolutely sure he had Percy on his side but he didn’t account for one thing, Percy’s fatal flaw. Percy’s loyalty to his family and friends supersedes all else. Luke can’t betray Annabeth, almost kill him, Grover and Annabeth, put his mother in a dangerous position, and then expect him to be on his side. That is where he fails.
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stargirlrchive · 4 months
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himbo!simon who’s trying so hard to remember what you asked him to pick up at the mall but got distracted with the victoria secrets by the entrance.
his brows furrowed as he tried to wrack his brain with what you wanted but the pretty lace and soft velvet is so distracting. he’s thinking about how pretty it would look on you, and how he’d have you put it on just so he can peel it off of you.
shooting you a quick text of ‘babe, what’s your bra size?’
his brows furrowing at the three question marks you send back and before he can ask again you’re texting back, ‘i just need you to pick up the stroller for my sisters babyshower.’
oh, so that’s what you needed. right!
when you don’t respond, he goes around picking up his favorite pieces and measuring by how they fit in his palm. his smile is so smug as he adds them to the basket because he knows he’s got the right size.
he’s so happy, trying so hard to ignore the way his cock is already chubbing up. he’s sitting in the car and about to start pulling out when he remembers about the fucking stroller.
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inkskinned · 2 years
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kids remind me, often, of the things i've taught myself out of.
i have a big dog. he looks like a deer. he is taller than most young children. while we were on a trail the other day, a boy coming our direction saw us and froze. he took a step back and said: "i'm feeling nervous. your - your dog is kind of big."
goblin and i both stopped walking immediately. "he is kind of a big dog," i admitted. "he's called a greyhound. they are gentle but they are pretty tall, which is kind of scary, you're right. their legs are so long because they are made for running fast. i am sorry we scared you. would you like us to stand still while you move past us, or would you feel more safe in your body if we move and you stay still?'
"oh. i didn't know that about - greyhounds. i think i ... i want to stay still," he said. at this point, his adult had caught up to us. "i'm nervous about the dog," he told her, "so i'm - i'm gonna stay still." she didn't argue. she didn't make fun of him. she just smiled at him and at me and held his hand while goblin and i, with as wide of a berth as we could make, crept our way through.
behind us, i heard him exhale a deep breath and kind of laugh - "he was really big, huh? she said it's because greyhounds have to go fast."
"he was big," she said. "i understand why that could have made you a little scared."
"yeah. next time i - next time do you think i could maybe ask to touch him? when - i mean, next time, maybe, if i'm not nervous."
later, going to a work event, in the big city, i stood outside, trembling. my social anxiety as a caught bird in my chest. i took a deep breath and turned to my coworker. she's not even really my friend yet. i told her: "i feel nervous about this. i am not used to meeting new people, ever since covid."
she laughed, but not in a mean way. she said she was nervous too. she reached her hand out and held mine, and we both took another deep breath and walked in like that, interlinked. a few people asked us - together? - and i told the truth: i feel nervous, and she's helping. over and over i watched people relax too, admitting i feel really kind of shy lately actually, thank you for saying that.
the next time i go to an event, and i feel a little scared, i ask right away: wanna hold hands? this feels a little dangerous. i hesitate less. i don't hide it as much. i watch for other people who are also nervous and say - it's kinda hard, huh?
i know, logically, i'm not good at asking for help. but i am also not good at noticing when i need help. i've trained myself out of asking completely, but i've also trained myself to never accept my own fears or excuses. i have trained myself to tamp down every anxiety and just-push-through. i don't know what i'm protecting myself from - just that i never think to admit it to anyone.
but every person on earth occasionally needs comfort. every person on earth occasionally needs connection. many of us were taught independence is the same thing as never needing anything.
each of us should have had an adult who heard - i feel nervous and held our hand and asked us how we could be helped to feel safe. no judgement, and no chiding. many of us did not. many of us were punished for the ways that we seemed "weak".
but here is something: i am an adult now. and i get nervous a lot, actually. and if you are an adult and you are feeling a little nervous - come talk to me. we can hold hands and figure out what will help us feel safe in our bodies. and maybe, next time, if we're brave, we can pet the dog that's passing.
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luyo-mi · 4 months
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🐙❤️
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peachyykira · 10 months
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Hey, that’s my mutual I wanna fuck. Go get your own. 😤😤😤😤
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aucprivt · 17 days
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i want to eat a pretty boy out so bad i'm actually gonna lose my mind if i don't. i want push myself between his legs and tell him to spread his thighs. i want to tease him with a chuckle because of how flustered he is. i wanna trail kisses on his inner thighs as i place his legs on my shoulders slowly and tell him how good his skin feels on my lips. i wanna hear him let out a little gasp when i take his tdick in my mouth. i want his hips bucking into my face as he whines and buries his fingers into my locks. i wanna hum into his cunt and start lapping up his boypussy like it's my last meal and hear him react to every movement i make. i want to hold his thighs firmly to stop him from pushing his hips back and forth, to tell him to be patient with a smirk. i want to push my tongue inside him even when he comes and continue eating him out till he's crying from overstimulation because i want him to know how much he can take like the good boy he is.
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six-tooth · 4 days
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I may have taken a liking to drawing Pomni without her hat in a suit
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nkogneatho · 6 months
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having a bad day??? look at itadori qyuuti <33
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ria-neearts · 6 months
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Sunlight.
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omitea · 1 month
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𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒
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he loves waking up next to you, the warm sun shining on your entangled bodies through the curtains as you finally stir awake. his eyes are puffy and weary with sleep as he grins lazily at you. he looks so peaceful that you can’t help but place a delicate kiss on his beautiful- yet adorable nose. the action causes him to pull you impossibly closer as he mumbles a deep, “good morning, sweetheart,” in the crook of your neck.
and you think for a brief moment that maybe you should cancel your plans and stay in bed with him for the rest of the day.
| kuroo, OSAMU, iwaizumi, USHIJIMA, akaashi, sakusa |
| NANAMI, gojo, geto, higuruma |
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©𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐀. please refrain from stealing my works !
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jelluf1sh · 23 days
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taking a nap with suguru. soft blankets and softer words, sweet nothings mumbled into his ear after he’s had a hard day. his silky black hair brushed from his face by your gentle, loving hands, tossed over his shoulder lightly so it doesn’t catch on any of his earrings while he snoozes. “i’m so proud of you” while he rests, his thick lashes closed against his cheeks, and a smile curled into his lips. he covers the expanse of your neck with soft, deliberately-placed kisses, mumbling a “thank you” or a “love you” in between each press of his lips, and you can feel the cold metal of the rings with each warm kiss. his large hands which massage your back whilst his head lays on your chest — he wanted to be held today, be a little selfish with you. the light of the evening sun, setting just outside the window, washing across the two of you, turning suguru’s skin akin to something of melted caramel, and his hair, silken dark chocolate. kissing his forehead and talking about nothing and everything all at once. reassurance. vulnerability. comfort. safety. love. and contentment on his behalf, as he trusted you with everything he was and everything he felt underneath a single fur blanket. watching him fight sleep, yawning over and over again, his nose crinkling and his eyes pricking with tears at the intensity of his tiredness, until the sandman takes hold of him, and with one final kiss to his forehead — so graciously granted by his lover after moving his bangs out of the way— suguru can doze off happy, knowing he will always wake up to you.
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eggnoodles0up · 10 days
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@jonmartinweek day 1,,,, the week after,,, ahahaa
Day 1: First Kiss // Season 1
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inklessletter · 10 months
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"Let's run away. Let me take you to the beach. Let me give you the summer as a birthday present. I swear, you won't ever forget it."
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Thank you so much for trusting the process with me again today.
I am honestly so proud of this piece. It took me a thousand hours omg, but... but the fabric, and the skin, and the tattoos, and... and his aura, god. I'm turning this shady, metalhead all time dressed in black, lover of the night and dark things sweetheart into a sun lover. A happy little thing.
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