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muppetsbunker · 1 year
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puppet on strings
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dreamhot · 2 years
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george is in florida
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kinships · 1 year
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HERE COMES THE BOY~~~ HELLO BOY~~~
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altairring · 2 years
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Dont mention Rio to me because I will cry with you about him
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sonder-paradise · 2 years
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GAHAJNDWKS I CANT THE WAY VENTIS JUST THERE
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koscheisfemme · 1 year
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okay, slightly more satisfied with the blog theme that i have now ... and i changed my carrd to match .. so i'm probably gonna go to bed now, maybe possibly because i am exhausted and also have work tmr, GOODNIGHT OSWIN .. PEOPLE ? OSWINS? OSTWINS? MUTUALS? GANG? i think gang works, i'll figure something out.
also, i just want to say how good of a choice coming to tumblr was for me, at least so far because i'm kind of genuinely happy here !! like, lately doctor who has been such an important thing for me, and nobody that i talk to irl or on other platforms seem to have any interest in it, so i'm incredibly glad that i've found people that enjoy the same things that i do! wishing so hard that being social was easy for me, i want to make friends here so bad :')
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messerkampf · 2 years
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Heoi’s near-permanent cloud cover has the odd effect of reflecting all the neon lights back in on itself, illuminating the harbor even in the dead of night. It’s never quite the dead of night in the harbor either. With the rain letting up from constant sheets to a generous misting, more and more people pour out onto the dock and the street, laughing their way into Club 88, pushing and shoving as crates of dubious cargo get unloaded, and checking out the various wares the residents hawk from their boats and shops.
Janie, Gobbet, and Duncan all find themselves on the deck of their home, leaning against the rusting railing. Janie had clambered out first, partly from curiosity. Gobbet had shown her the series of ladders and hatches to get out after painting the ship’s new name on the side (and there’s still yellow paint drops on the dock from her attempts to do so), and she liked coming out there to get a different view of the harbor. Gobbet followed second, asking if Janie had finally gotten a fishing rod like she said she would and begging to help out before she could even answer. Duncan followed last, leaning out of his room to watch them, trying to decide if he was going to miss out on something fun, something peaceful, or need to intervene.
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superchat · 2 years
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et-in-arkadia · 9 months
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aziraphale and crowley try to perform the tiniest most unobservable fraction of a miracle together and they end up producing a massive burst of power so astonishing in scope that it sets off alarm bells in heaven where it can be seen as an enormous purple beam and radiates with a force twenty-five times the energy needed to raise someone from the dead. we’re told only an archangel could perform an act of such earth-shaking consequence which again is the result of them trying to exert their abilities in the subtlest way possible so can you imagine what they’re going to be like in bed? talk about the second coming. in this essay i will
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FNAF Afton kids got interesting coping mechanisms
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azzo0 · 1 month
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"Katsuki!" You called from the bedroom, lying on your stomach as you read a romance novel. You'd just seen a line you read a handful of times in other romance novels. It was a line that managed to make you smile like an idiot, with butterflies dancing in your stomach.
"What?" He yelled from the living room, where he repaired one of his gauntlets.
"C'mere for a sec," you got up with the book, and Katsuki walked into the room shirtless with a little grease on his chest and arms. Even better for your request. 
"What the fuck? You just called me in, and now yer pushin' me away?" He knitted his eyebrows when you pushed him out of the room.
"Katsuki, can you do this?" You handed him the book, and he took it, looking down at the page in confusion. 
"A lot is goin' on here, sweets. I'm a hero, not an actor." He said, cherry eyes scanning the page. 
"Oh, come on! I'm sure you can do this one." You pointed at the line, and he brought it closer to his face, reading it out loud, his eyebrows raising amusedly. 
"I looked up from my work when I heard the door open to see William. He stood in the doorway, one of his hands on the header above him. "Hey," he greeted-" Katsuki stopped to look at you, "I don't see what you want me to do? Stand in the door and say hi?"
"No, no. You're supposed to do what William did," you explained, demonstrating what you meant by showing him, even though your hand wouldn't reach for the header, "Get it?" 
"Hah? What's so special about it in the first place?" He asked, flipping the book shut and giving it back to you. 
"It's just sexy, okay?" You huffed, "I've read similar lines in many other books, and I just wanna know what it would be like when you do it."
"Fine," he grumbles, "Stand inside."
You happily skipped inside while he stood outside. He took a step closer and stood in the doorway. He brought his hand up and held the doorframe, thick bicep flexing in the process, revealing a few blond hair in his pit. He leaned closer to you, snaking a calloused hand to your back, roughly pulling you closer.
"This what ya wanted, hm?" He whispered into your ear, sending tingles down your spine. He smirked at your flustered state and snuck a peck to your lips. 
He chuckled at your stupor and turned around to leave. He glanced back, a triumphant smirk on his lips, "Let me know if there's somethin' else that William dude does. I can do it better than him anyway~"
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wu-does-art · 2 months
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coming out as a "Will snores obnoxiously loud" and "Nico breaths so quietly you can barely tell hes alive" truther
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hyenaa-euphoria · 3 months
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hope 1/???
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more angst!! i am actually building an au around this comic but I’ve never done aus before so like this is new to me!!!
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yendts · 6 days
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i just know that post tartarus nap hit hard
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daeyumi · 2 months
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The first beginning 🌅🗡️
Happy 38th anniversary to my favorite series of all time. 💛 Here’s to many more years of adventure~
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crybaby-bkg · 4 months
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I think Deku has a bit of a mean streak, actually. he’s no Bakugou—that’s for sure—but he’s not this innocent, sweet angel baby that the media has painted him out to be. but you only catch it when you least expect it, when you’re pushing his nerves, when the stakes to everything around him are high, when he’s tired of endless sleepless nights and just—snaps.
“Oh?” you go, grin unfurling like some grinch, chin resting on your hands as you leer at him from across his expansive desk. “You’re mean.” your words are teasing, a snarl that curls your mouth up. Deku stutters, eyes going wide, jaw snapping shut in surprise as he tries to think back on how rude he just sounded.
“No, I’m not—I mean, you wouldn’t stop and I just—there’s a lot on my plate right now—and you just—you keep on—I’m not—I’m not mean.” He’s sputtering, hands all over the place, the glasses perched on the bridge of his nose falling even lower with how he jabbers on and on. it’s endearing really, to see how he tries to upkeep his image of being so kind and understanding, even though his nostrils just flared at you. and his eyebrows turned down and he gritted at you, his hands were balled into fists, his words were so nasty, so ugly, so unbecoming for Deku.
you liked it. loved it even—vowed to get him like this every single fucking second that you could.
you pick and poke at him whenever you see him, teasing him and pulling at him. pushing him around even though the hero is so much stronger than you, so much bigger. and he lets you, tries to defend himself but—that’s not what you want. you want the ugliness, the snark, the mean.
he snaps, eventually, when you least expect it. grabs you up in black whip when you go to push him against the wall for the third time in only a minute, his eyes suddenly dark, the aura of the room suddenly charged.
“That’s what I was looking for.” you whisper to him, the grin spreading your face quickly dissipating in only seconds when you become the prey. when you become the one pushed up against the wall with teeth at your neck, a hand in your underwear, bullying your hole with too thick fingers.
“Why do you want me to act like this? Be so mean to you, huh?” he sounds so frustrated with himself, with you, growling and nipping and licking when you don’t answer quick enough. but your breath is caught in your lungs because finally—finally, did you get what you wanted. it just took a little bit of pushing, you suppose.
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