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marvel-lous-guy · 2 months

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Peter: *distraught* Mr Stark! I'm a criminal! I'm a criminal Mr Stark!

Tony: what!?

Nat: join the club kid

Sam: You're already a wanted vigilante

Tony: Peter, what are you talking about?

Peter: I have this guys knife and I don't know how to give it back to him so I'm a thief

Tony: so some guy tried to stab you, you grabbed the knife and now you think you're a criminal?

Peter: Yes.

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panie-wanie-dean-bean · 3 months

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DING DONG, THE WICKED BITCH IS DEAD

#Lol sorry I hadn't seen it yet so I had to #Oh shit wait #it's the 23rd #Did they kill her early???

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weirdalyoutubecomments · 6 months

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today's the day weird al ages 100 years all at once! happy birthday al!

#weird al #hbd to al!!!!#ETA: al's birthday was october 23rd

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gaylactic-fire · 11 months

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On the topic of short Link, here's your forced reminder that Link is smaller than Zelda in

Wind Waker

Twilight Princess

A Link Between Worlds

Breath Of The Wild / Age Of Calamity/ Tears Of The Kingdom

Hell even in the ORIGINAL Legend Of Zelda she looks like.. a pixel taller than him.. maybe...

Every time you draw Link taller than Zelda Eiji Aonuma cries. I've seen it, you guys, he just bursts into tears.

#fires posts #ramblings #loz #tloz #zelink #short link truthers #unreasonably angry about short Link erasure on my 23rd birthday today

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homosexualanarchy · 4 months

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tumblr the second the clock hits midnight on december 24th

#let’s be realistic here #also the 23rd #ace attorney #phoenix wright #christmas #october speaks!

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crawfishcomic · 2 months

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Innovate

#CrawfishComic #February 23rd 2024

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spiderdanny · 1 year

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Today it's the only day you can reblog it

#Saiki k #April 23rd

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forecast0ctopus · 3 months

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hiii spock :]

#good to see t shirts are still typical in the 23rd century #love t shirts #spock #mr spock #star trek #star trek tos fanart #star trek tos #star trek fanart #spock fanart #he looks a little goofy lmao #toothpick legs looking

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inthedarktrees · 9 months

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It's the last entry, dated February 23rd.

Sheryl Lee & Kyle MacLachlan | Twin Peaks

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ma1dita · 1 month

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Congratulations on 23! not a book reader but I remember reading somewhere that there's a rule that boys and girls who aren't related ofc be alone in the cabins together. Imagine this rule got implemented bc of Luke and posideon! reader

MDNI

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luke castellan x poseidon!reader

not sure if this was supposed to be a smut request but guys look what you've done to me this is all yalls fault

a/n: smut... a bit of godly desecration & blasphemy?...is this dark!luke? luke said fuck the gods literally...no dialogue...wrap before you tap bc they dont (luke castellan x poseidon!reader)

wc: 603

It had been raining at Camp Half-Blood for a whole month.

No amount of prayers from Cabin 7 nor Mr. D's control over the atmosphere of his camp could change this—and everyone was doing their hardest to figure out why.

You and Luke however, were having the time of your lives— with camp activities canceled due to the downpour, it gave you more time to bundle up under the covers and within each other's arms. It wasn't a secret per say, just something so natural between the both of you. Like crashing tides, he'd fall into your embrace over and over for as long as the gods would allow. But sometimes, he liked spiting them for the fun of it.

Your cabin was empty all the time anyway, no pesky siblings or unclaimed campers peering over the bunks and invading your personal space, because this is what this was between the both of you---personal and intimate. No one's business but your own.

In Cabin 3, you were his alone. And as much as he is Camp Half-Blood’s all-star camper, he thinks the gods owe him this much. He’s allowed to be selfish when it comes to you.

Luke could relish in the sound of your moans echoing off the marble walls, waves of pleasure extracted from you as he thrusts into your pussy, soaked and pulling him in deep. He marks you where only he can see, handprints on your hips, hickeys between your tits and thighs, and he licks your cheek like a fucking dog, just because he can.

His alone.

His cock pistons harder as he holds onto the plush of your tummy, hands grappling onto every expanse of skin he could touch—his, his, his, from the hair he's pulling on your head to the tips of your curled toes. The harder you shake underneath him, the wider he grins, reducing a daughter of the Big Three to nothing but a fucked out puddle of tears.

Luke encourages you to be louder—deep down, he likes the idea of desecrating you in a place of honor. The Big Three were too pretentious to be parents, forbidden children given temples instead of homes to sleep in. It’s not his fault this place has too many platforms to christen. He supposes you both should try your father’s altar next.

Your eyes glaze over before you cum, and each time it reminds him of sparkling seafoam kissing the coast of the beach back home. It's his cue to throw your legs over his shoulders, diving into your mouth like you'd breathe oxygen into his lungs as he loses control and moans until your heart, like the rest of you feels full of him. He swirls your pretty pearl between his fingers, coaxing your orgasm out of you as naturally as he calls your name.

Under the tears and drool, Luke agrees you’re your father’s daughter, soft and sopping wet, drenched in his domain. Anchoring himself between your hips, you let out a scream of Luke's name and he kisses you delicately as you both release—everything from your collarbones to your breasts to the skin behind your knee, he kisses all of it.

His.

Luke could argue that the cum dripping out of your womb is his too, despite how eagerly he gives it to you each time. You didn’t even have to beg him this time.

It's what he loves about Cabin 3—it's his as much as it's yours, no clothes necessary. Until Mr. D comes barging in drenched to nine hells and floodwaters rising behind him with a personal threat from your father.

#jo's 23rd birthday bash ⋆｡°✩#luke castellan x reader #luke castellan fanfic #luke castellan smut #percy jackon and the olympians

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one-time-i-dreamt · 7 months

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*Sigh* my dream was sponsored by NordVPN.

#dream #September 23rd 2023 #nordvpn

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tianhai03 · 8 months

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