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puthyflapps · 2 years
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Hey, I’ll never forget the
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Incident
My trauma
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marivenah · 4 months
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so sweet 'til I get a little angry
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satans-knitwear · 2 years
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Hot, sticky and leggy af 🔥🦵
Treat me ~ Tip me
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taegularities · 9 months
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but wait im a bit worried now looool (i know, what's new), did you guys enjoy cmi9? for those who read? would we still enjoy more chapters and drabbles and continuation? :'D
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chasingsounds · 3 months
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I’m just gonna go and reblog everything off your tumblr. Love you bye!
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theflirtmeister · 14 days
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I need columsilas bed excerpt pls. Also I demand one of “knife” bc why is it just. Knife.
here.... columsilas... the boys:
“Si?” He says, voice grainy with sleep. “Are you okay? Are you hurt?” “I had a nightmare.” Silas says, voice of all but twelve. “I dreamt of the Resurrection, and I had ascended, but you were not with me.” Colum relaxes slightly at the news that Silas is not facing imminent death, but doesn’t move. “You’re not allowed to sleep in here anymore.” He says gently. “It’s against the rules.”
knife is a fic i have been, again, working on since November and i HATE IT, I have rewritten this bitch so many fucking times:
Someone starts to die wetly in the doorway of the Audio Lab. Mark thinks it might be the technician, the one he used as a shield when the other officer started shooting. He cocks his head to one side like a dog, listening to her little gasps. “Hoffman.” Peter says. “Yes?” Mark rolls his hips again as he listens to the woman choke. He’s half hard, Peter not far behind. They could get off together on the floor, Mark grinding Peter slow until he came with a moan inside his boxers.
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Happy birthday to a light of my life @edorazzi !!! 🎉🎂🎊 You are absolutely amazing and I am so lucky to have someone like you in my life!!! Your art is beautiful and it’s always such a joy to see you across my dash and ultimately I’m happy to simply talk with you! I hope your day is filled with nothing but rest, relaxation and happiness as all your days should be!
Anyone who isn’t aware of you absolutely should learn because everything you post slaps and high key follow on everything
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airanke · 1 year
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My problem is that I have a lot of great headcanons of Dabi but I don’t want to share some of them because they apply 100% to Dabi x Abiteth and I’m being UNNECESSARILY SELFISH ABOUT IT
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gorgosim · 2 years
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mr007pennyworth · 2 years
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Headcanon [v; give me one more night to ruin my life again - Army Days]:
During a training run in Europe, Alfred was officially forced off duty for a week and landed a written warning from his superiors.
Alfred had never let his temper get the better of him until one afternoon a freshly ranked Captain crashed into his tent and informed him of some news on campus. Many of the men enjoyed pushing the Major's buttons over Gareth. Gareth as they very well knew was a sensitive topic to the Major's side and was looking forward to watching their superior's reaction to hearing of an 'affair'
Now, it was common for men to hook up on missions, it isn't like Alfred hadn't done it too. But since becoming Major, Alfred hadn't been seen with anyone, and the whole squad referred to Gareth and Alfred as 'Army Husbands' many twisting tales and making up more stories to cement the joke to the younger lads esp when none of the women had anything to say about sleeping with Gareth, they were all very surprised when he was caught in a stable with a blonde second lieutenant.
The men jokingly insisted someone go and tell Gareth's 'husband' what he'd been caught doing.
The plucky young captain laughed as he told his Major, gulped when Alfred didn't say anything, and then screamed as he felt a glass shatter as it hit him in the face.
Alfred recalls walking off-site after a dressing down from Major McGregor and being sent off duty for the week, stalking away to a car as hundreds of eyes watched him in shock. Silent as the grave.
He remembers turning to see Gareth skidding into the carpark and running at full pelt towards the car. Alfred wasn't upset, he wasn't angry, he wasn't sure why he'd done it. But in the end, drove off without letting the younger speak to him.
What would there have been to say? They were really, only friends anyway.
@dontcxckitup
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puthyflapps · 2 years
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Can we see your tattoo 👀?
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heatherelisabeth · 4 months
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I am venting by listening to The River by Good Charlotte, I feel like an angry teenager but idc
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anemxvisions · 6 months
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Me: I really want this Childe pin but his hoop is complete what should I do?
Impulsive thoughts: buy it, buy bigger hoop get more pins
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myhiraeth · 1 year
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I swear to y’all I would reblog a romantique meme but I owe y’all so many things already lol
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apt502-if · 7 days
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I love killing them with kindness. Oh you're gonna be mean to me? You want to make fun of me? Here, I brought you this nice thing, I helped you with this. Be dumbfounded idiot. You wanna keep being mean to me? You wanna keep making a fool of yourself? Be my guest. I. Made. Cupcakes. Beetch.
☺️😇🖕
and M self-destructs because they don't know how to handle a kind MC :P
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nandorisms · 5 months
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I love Nandor the Relentless so much.
There's just something about him that is so heartbreakingly relatable.
I think there has been a time in all of our lives when we felt like we were too much. Like we were so desperate to connect with someone else that we've given parts of ourselves freely, knowing full well that the other person is never going to fully give us what is we do want. But we give those parts of ourselves anyway, hoping that this time is going to be different from all over the other times, and then we realize it's not. And that small fragile hope we carry is all that we have left.
So, over time we grow from those experiences. We know what to expect now. But, those experiences and our long-buried feelings now colour how we accept love and give it in return, to the point that what we've wanted is no longer something we trust to stay.
But down deep it's still what we want, even though our past and those that have made us feel like we shouldn't want it, we still have that small hope. Only now it's harder to give those parts of ourselves that we gave so freely before, because now it's real. It's real and it can hurt worse than all of the other times, because this person knows us. Knows us enough to see past all of the paper-thin walls we've built around ourselves to protect ourselves. And it's terrifying.
To finally be perceived after wanting it for so long is terrifying.
So, we keep them at a distance. Because distance is safer.
Ugh, sorry I'm high and feeling some type of way while watching reruns of WWDITS and my sister(first time watching) is shitting on Nandor (which excuse me beetch, you just don't understand her)
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