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munku-collar · 1 year
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And when i do a cartwheel onto his dick then what
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palepalemoon · 2 years
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axowotl-l · 9 months
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Clive and Eve!!!
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a teeny little closeup <3
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tapakah0 · 5 months
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There are beautiful roses...
"Oh, Count! What a wonderful coincidence to meet you here! Do you care for a walk through the splendid palace gardens this evening?"
Roses that shine with deepest reds and loveliest blushes, nestling against the skin.
"Oh you flatter me tonight~ You are looking quite handsome in the moonlight as well."
Roses that smell as divine as the ichor of the gods, running golden through their goblets.
"Oh but dearest Count, you do not know who I am yet you accepted my invitation? That is quite blasphemous, dont you think?"
Roses that have thorns, as sharp as knives and daggers, hidden in plain sight yet invisible to the naked eye.
"Oh, but dear Count we are not finished with our walk yet~"
And sometimes the roses are accompanied by venomous beings, waiting for their time to strike.
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Brainrotting so hard rn
OOOOH
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imaginationblur · 4 days
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Chat did I cook today or nah
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miatartistry · 10 months
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Man don’t you just love it when you write negative character development? When the character who was originally a loving and caring person/leader goes into a downward spiral? When they lose all sense of themselves because they think the only way to survive is to become someone else? To lose everything that makes them them? When they believe their destiny is prewritten just because of the past and they think that that path leads straight? That they never had the chance to be soft, the way they wanted to, because they couldn’t figure out how to be benevolent and powerful? Don’t you think this was fate? Because they do. They think that they’ve always been more comfortable in chaos, when at one point they shivered at the word war. They used to be afraid of the dark but now they let it take them by the hand, where prayers can’t reach them. They’ve found their fire, but it burned too bright and now they stand in the ashes of who they used to be. People don’t recognize this person who embodies l’appel du vide. That person had no choice but to answer the call. The claim they’ve always been this way. This tragedy is innate.
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bubzterr · 7 months
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what if we mixed among us with narootoe. I think it would look banging
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chloelouygo · 5 months
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It was my birthday Recently and let it be known I might not be exceptional at many things, but making chocolate cake is definitely one of them
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emikumaarts · 1 year
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I’ve got another big fic in the works that ive been working on when i can....decided to thumbnail some related designs :) [wip wip!!!!]
ill probably post more wips on my twitter if you wanna see
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meneatyoghurt · 3 months
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Watching "No! I Always Loved That Caravan" again last night before bed, I only just caught Tom muttering "the emails" at the beginning of the creepy buyers scene. It's amazing all the subtleties you catch on rewatching.
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ki-flor · 1 year
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And in saying you loved me made things harder at best.
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smolthealmighty · 1 year
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Cute little scene I’m currently rotating in my brain:
It’s the month-long Machia Throwdown and around the time Shigaraki is due to get his three-hour break, Spinner is relaxing on a hot boulder in the sun.
Shigaraki walks over exhausted and loopy and asks if it’s warm up there, to which Spinner sleepily replies, “Why don’t you come up and find out?”
Shigaraki take the invitation and jumps up onto the boulder, plopping down next to Spinner (or on top of Spinner if he wants to be a little shit).
After the shock of Shigaraki intentionally choosing to lie that close wears off, Spinner settles back down and they sunbathe together on the warmest spot in the winter weather.
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WE HAVE THE SAME BIRTHDAY??? yeah my soulmate
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lunaetis · 1 year
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[ tsun reminding me that i have yet to add r.iza h.awkeye to my muselist & i'm sitting here being like yeah that's right why haven't i ? ]
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mourntheantagonist · 2 years
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What about Billy getting pushed up against a wall in a GOOD way? (By Steve, as a clarification. Kissing desperately and then more, as further clarification.)
I’m always of the mindset that, yeah, while billy might be the one to first put on the moves, flirt, get the ball rolling in the right direction…steve is the one to make the actual first move past innocent flirting.
and what better way to do that than to corner billy at a party when the both of them are already tipsy, guards down, liquid courage coursing through their veins, music banging and drunk teenagers so far gone that even if they had seen the two of them enter that bedroom together, nobody would think anything of it or even remember it by morning.
and this has been exactly what billy’s been hoping for. every little teasing remark and body checking on the court and tap on the shoulder has all been leading right up to this moment, steve all riled up with his forearm brought up horizontally against billy’s collarbones, pinning him into place, and god billy can only stand there and lick away the saliva dripping onto his lips because steve harrington is that juicy piece of steak he’s been starving for.
the tension is vague at first, all steve’s done is pin him down, and really, if billy hadn’t been paying close enough attention to the pressure against his hip, he would have figured it could go either way—fight or fuck.
billy gives him the push, because really, that’s what he’s been doing this whole time, guiding steve around on this invisible leash, pulling him in the right direction. billy bucks his hips forward and grins wide, like a crazed animal. “what you waiting for, harrington?”
and it’s vague. it’s an out that billy’s giving him, letting him take if he wants it, bracing himself for the potential punch in the face because this is hawkins indiana and it would hardly be billy’s first run in with a guy with that much internalized baggage.
but steve doesn’t take the out. he leans his weight in more, almost enough to break bone and definitely enough to make it harder for billy to breathe—but that could have more to do with the bone crushing kiss steve planted on him, teeth smacking against each other, lip-splitting force, little hints of blood on each other’s tongues that they weren’t quite sure who the owner was.
and billy’s on cloud nine because this. this is what he wanted. and it just doesn’t quite feel real as it’s happening and maybe that’s partly due to him being a little drunk and his head feeling like it’s got its own little fairy flying around inside of it, flying up and lifting him off of the ground. but maybe it has to do with it being steve. steve who he thought was a lost cause the second he saw him with nancy. he was the typical small town boy after all, looking for his white picket fence and billy didn’t honestly see himself ever finding a way to weasel himself in between that.
but he had to try. and it wasn’t like he didn’t have fun pressing steve’s buttons.
but there he was, pressing him up against the wall, so forceful and so strong like he was afraid he’d run away, like he couldn’t let him get away, not yet. steve was so desperate for it, so frantic and messy and forceful and billy would have laughed and joked if it had been anyone else, but god. billy was just as desperate. just as sloppy. just as hopeless.
the music was loud. the room was empty save for their own two pathetic souls. and there was a lock on the door.
they could be hopeless together for a few more minutes.
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theonlyadawong · 1 year
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now idk how much they're going to change adas story in the remake, but a lot of what she does in re4 to help leon... it's really just to help herself lol. shes... she's not saving him out because she has romantic feelings for him... she's saving him because she needs him alive for the sake of her own mission, because if he dies... she's kinda screwed. which is not to say that she doesn't like him, in fact, i think she enjoys leon quite a lot, but i think reading everything she does for him as romantic only serves to undermine her character, especially considering we are given her goals and motivations for the game
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