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baekuras · 10 months
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Baldurs Gate 3 is great because I keep getting into difficult situations since I can't stop myself from just walking on with a party that's either half dead or will be because no one has spells left
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icantalk710 · 2 months
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Hi I have lost control of the week and went to jog about it 🥲
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valeriianz · 2 years
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Hob hums along to the music quietly playing through his phone speaker, the knife in his hand coming down swiftly over the thinly sliced peppers, dicing them for his latest meal endeavor. He’d never really been much of a cook, but after living on his own for so many years, Hob came to the realization that living off takeout and boxed pasta wasn’t very sustainable (or healthy) and had strived to make at least one homemade meal a day. And today it was breakfast.
He scraped the bell pepper into a small bowl and reached for the red onion. Hob was on a mission this morning to get an omelet correct– redemption round– he called it. Preparing the vegetables was easy enough, it was cooking them with the egg mixture while keeping its integrity that was the challenge. 
With the knife poised to make the first cut into the onion, Hob suddenly feels two arms snake around his waist, followed by a cold nose pushing its way through his hair at the back of his neck.
Hob huffs a startled, but pleased laugh, as Dream nuzzles his way around, pressing feather soft kisses on his neck and up to his ear. He didn’t even hear Dream approach; he never hears Dream, like the man weighed nothing or just glided along the squeaky floorboards. Hob unconsciously tilts his head, stretching his neck out for Dream to have more access.
“You weren’t there when I awoke,” Dream rumbles, his voice impossibly low and rough from sleep.
Hob smiles. He still has the knife in his hand, but he’s lowered it to the cutting board, blade safely out of the way.
“I wanted to get started on breakfast,” he answers simply, trying desperately to not turn his head and meet Dream’s wandering lips. “And I made coffee.”
Dream presses his body along Hob’s, crowding him against the counter and ripping a surprised gasp from Hob, which turns into a soft groan as Dream nips his ear before dragging an open mouth down his neck. One of his hands is slipping underneath the hem of Hob’s shirt, rucking it up and fingers dancing across his stomach.
Hob’s eyes slip closed and he swallows hard.
“I’m holding a knife, love.”
He feels one of Dream’s hands move from his hip to lightly grip his elbow, fingers caressing down Hob’s arm and gently dislodging the knife from his hand. Hob chuckles softly, accepting his fate and allowing Dream to tie their fingers together, resting their hands on the countertop as he pushes himself forward again, so Dream’s front is flush against Hob’s backside.
Hob’s breath catches in his throat, feeling the distinct, hard outline of Dream’s arousal nudge against his ass as he shamelessly rolls his hips, pulling Hob impossibly closer as he does so. Hob brings his free hand around, winding it back and touching Dream’s middle, feeling skin. He tilts his head back against Dream’s shoulder, splaying his fingers and exploring down past Dream’s ribs to his hips, and lower…
Hob is almost breathless as he speaks, almost stammers as Dream bites his exposed neck.
“Why are you naked?”
“Why aren’t you?” Dream counters before getting both hands on Hob’s hips and spinning him around, shoving a gloriously firm, pale leg against Hob’s crotch and crushing Hob against the counter with renewed vigor.
Hob can only meet Dream’s mouth as it descends onto his, moaning as Dream’s tongue slides along his, hot and insistent. Hob crumbles at once, wrapping his arms around Dream’s shoulders and pulling so there’s no more space between them, no more air.
Hob cries out at a particularly hard thrust, causing his lower back to dig into the counter’s edge. Dream is kissing down his neck again and Hob can only hold on, getting a handful of silky soft hair and pulling.
“Dream–”
“Come back to bed,” Dream demands, licking the shell of Hob’s ear and making him shudder pleasantly.
Hob relents, abandoning his mission that was breakfast, it had been a lost cause from the start.
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pikaflute · 9 months
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Why can't you guys just wait until Tuesday to start posting spoilers 😭 like why are you guys changing your icons to images from the movie already! Just wait like! You have one more day! Write all your posts in drafts and wait until Tuesday.
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true-bluesargent · 7 months
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BOTTOMS UK CINEMA RELEASE FINALLY!!!?!? get me there asap oh my god. i have a free week but nobody to go with do i go by myself
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cxpperhead · 5 months
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Talking to @question-marked (and previously @2ndbat) really got me thinking about B.atman B.eyond and the possibility that King Cobra from the Splicers episode is totally C.opperhead's grandson.
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dkettchen · 8 months
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Artist's recreation of what unsuspecting passersby must've witnessed in Regents Park yesterday
You've heard of girl dinner, now get ready for cryptid lunch
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exopelagic · 11 days
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okay I’m going insane I need to fix my sleep schedule now
#I cannot keep getting up at/after midday this is driving me crazy#SO. I’m gonna not do ice hockey for a little bit until I can get myself normal#I want to step away from ice hockey anyway bc the new committee are being annoying and I need them to stop making me do things#tonight I will go to bed at midnight. and I will stop everything to get ready for bed by 10 bc I need that time#and tomorrow I’m setting my alarm for 7:30#I’m going to have mornings again if it kills me bc this is making me feel like shit now#will also mean hopefully I’m less stressed about work and can schedule stuff with my friends bc oh my god everything has been a nightmare#this week. and it’s only Tuesday what the fuck#also going to make a sleep tracker again bc that worked in February#and I’m setting library times for weekdays as 9:30-12 and 2-5 because getting there is the problem and I normally stay longer once I’m ther#and that worked for exams AND there’s just less work to do now so if I can keep on top of it everything should be fine#just have to actually do it#like right now I rlly need to go get writing bc I need to figure out some title options and that needs to be done by tomorrow afternoon#otherwise there won’t be time to get feedback from my supervisor before the deadline#so while today might be a bit of a lost cause bc I need to shower go to the shop and cook which takes most of the free working time#I can do something and if I can make tomorrow morning work I’ll have enough time#I’m okay with having periodic getting my shit together days as long as I do use them to get my shit together#now pls. get your shit together <3#luke.txt
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dreamertrilogys · 11 months
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i can’t wait till all my exams are over & i can feel like a person again
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pnuk-r0ck · 3 months
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My parents just left woohoo
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buckleydiazmp4 · 3 months
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could i??? be going to bed relatively early tonight?? am i dreaming???
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mayoiayasep · 5 months
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anybody know if we got alkaloid in *checks watch* less than 20 hours....
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myname-isnia · 5 months
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I had my last singing lesson today and I honestly feel a bit sad that it’s over. Like, sure, I absolutely don’t want to continue and have never been happy over having a lesson scheduled, not even once, but I’ve been at it twice a week for four months, I got used to it, it’ll feel strange to not have to go again. The relief will probably come flooding in on Thursday when, due to a free period, I can go home an hour early and then not have lessons after, and that will hopefully overpower the melancholy
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exculis · 9 months
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so excited for oats. i am going to add brown sugar. and maybe some jam on top the next day or something who knows.
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refilling my anxiety meds at 1:30 on a sunday 💕
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valkyrietookmoved · 2 years
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It's so early and I have a long day end me...
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