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#one of my earlier works
nerdpoe · 7 months
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When Danny decides to reincarnate, centuries after his adventures, he chooses a random Dimension of Heroes and Villains.
He's expecting adventure! Heroics! A life worth bragging about in the Afterlife!
He wakes up in a tube, staring down at surprised teen heroes as they release him and another person.
Later, he finds out that he's a clone of Batman and Superman, and the other clone is of Superman and Lex Luthor.
He came into this world expecting adventures, not a weird custody battle about him and his brother (because that's what Conner is) between two A-List superheroes.
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elvyn · 9 months
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Shinji because his scenes in the last episode were so damn cool
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tradingjack · 6 days
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citrus trees are odd. like why are they allowed to happen?? wild
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youngchronicpain · 22 days
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physically? I'm suffering
emotionally? yea h fuck not great there either
and so
I MUST EAT A SWEET TREAT TONIGHT
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formulapisces · 6 months
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reblog or <horrific thing will happen to parent>
reblog to get <specific amount of money>
reblog for <luck and something about a crush>
reblog if you aren’t <racist, homophobic, etc>
reblog or else <terrible tragedy happens>
reblog if you care about <obviously a good cause but is baiting you to look like a horrible person if you don’t reblog it>
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spookberry · 25 days
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I put them next to each other casually without much thought, but I've had to redraw them in this set up so many different times in the development of this project that I kinda ship them now??? like why are they always lookin at each other like that
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yunogf · 1 year
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coverboy 1997
for my best girl @butterflyutas / lipstick insp.
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brother-emperors · 4 months
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ANTONY cry 'havoc,' and let slip the dogs of war
earlier in my script (which is not Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar), Antony refers to Dolabella as one of his ‘dogs of war’ when talking to Cassius (which IS a reference to Shakespeare’s JC), and it comes back around after Cicero writes to Cassius and informs him of Trebonius’ fate
While these things were taking place at Rome, Cassius and Brutus were collecting troops and money, and Trebonius, governor of the province of Asia, was fortifying his towns for them. [...] Trebonius, who was captured in bed, told his captors to lead the way to Dolabella, saying that he was willing to follow them. One of the centurions answered him facetiously, "Go where you please, but you must leave your head behind here, for we are ordered to bring your head, not yourself." With these words the centurion immediately cut off his head, and early in the morning Dolabella ordered it to be displayed on the praetor's chair where Trebonius was accustomed to transact public business. Since Trebonius had participated in the murder of Caesar by detaining Antony in conversation at the door of the Senate-house while the others killed him, the soldiers and camp-followers fell upon the rest of his body with fury and treated it with every kind of indignity. They rolled his head from one to another in sport along the city pavements like a ball till it was completely crushed. This was the first of the murderers who received the meed of his crime, and thus vengeance overtook him.
App. Civil Wars III. 26
For Dolabella is in Syria, and, as you have foreseen in your prophetic soul and have foretold, Cassius will crush him while they are on their way. For Dolabella has had the gates of Antioch shut in his face and got a good beating in trying to storm it. Not trusting in any other city, he has betaken himself to Laodicea, on the sea-coast of Syria. There I hope he will speedily pay the penalty of his crime: for he has no place of refuge, nor will he much longer be able there to stand out against an army as large as that of Cassius. I even hope that Dolabella has by this time been overpowered and crushed.
Cic. Fam. 12.14
Place then before your eyes, O conscript fathers, that spectacle, miserable indeed, and tearful, but still indispensable to rouse your minds properly: the nocturnal attack upon the most beautiful city in Asia; the irruption of armed men into Trebonius’s house, when that unhappy man saw the swords of the robbers before he heard what was the matter; the entrance of Dolabella, raging,—his ill-omened voice, and infamous countenance,—the chains, the scourges, the rack, the armourer who was both torturer and executioner; all which they say that the unhappy Trebonius endured with great fortitude. A great praise, and in my opinion indeed the greatest of all, for it is the part of a wise man to resolve beforehand that whatever can happen to a brave man is to be endured with patience if it should happen.
Cicero, Philippic 11
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Philippi and Perusia, Ronald Syme
ko-fi⭐ bsky ⭐ pixiv ⭐ pillowfort ⭐ cohost ⭐ cara.app
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becca-e-barnes · 19 days
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I think too much in real life to fully let myself enjoy some activities so I'm going to live vicariously through the characters I write 🙃
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He's here for pleasure. You're not under any illusion about his intentions. Sure, he'll let you snuggle up beside him afterwards, playing with the little soft curls on his chest. He'll kiss your forehead and smooth your hair and you'll laugh together about the silliest things but it's no secret that it's the sex that keeps him coming back.
Secretly, it's exactly what you need too. It works well for both of you. You get someone who has the confidence and experience to show you things you didn't even think you'd be into and you get to simply enjoy the way he gets off on pleasuring you. There's no need to feel shy around a man who's told you his secret filthy fantasies.
"What's one thing you've always wanted to do but have never had a chance to?" You probe one evening, taking your necklace off and placing it on the bedside table, well aware he's probably wearing more of your lipgloss that you are after the way he greeted you at the hotel room door.
You hop onto the bed to take your shoes off, enjoying how the mattress bounces you slightly.
He doesn't answer right away, pouring two glasses of a sweet, chilled Riesling before handing one to you. You take a sip, trying not to put him under pressure but the time he's taking to consider your question makes you even more curious.
"If I tell you, I'd like you to try it with me. So how badly do you want to know?" He stands in front of you and places the glass to his lips and in that moment, you couldn't want anything more than you want to fulfil a fantasy for him. You want to be something he's never had and offer him opportunities to enjoy your body that he might never have again.
"Tell me. We'll do it." You hardly even have to think about it.
"I'd like to lick you. All of you. Run my tongue all over your body. Find what makes you shiver. Find what makes you moan. Find the places that are so ticklish you need me to stop. I want to lick all the places you've never been licked before. If you'll let me." He really could make anything sound appealing.
Excitement fizzles in your core and a real desperation begins to build. Just being around this man makes you wet so you can't help the fact you're ready for him already.
"If that's what you want to do, I'll let you." If you're honest with yourself, you'd probably agree no matter what he asked for. You trust him enough to know he won't take you further than you're comfortable with.
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You knew what you were signing up for but you didn't think it'd feel like this. Why the hell haven't you tried this before?
He's kneeling at the end of the bed, stroking his cock while his hot, wet, stiff tongue flicks gently against your asshole and there's no denying how much you're enjoying the pressure there. You couldn't hide it if you tried. You're so wet, you're practically dripping and it only spurs him on. It's intimate in a way you don't think you'll ever recover from while being one of the most erotic things you think he's ever done. There's nothing to be embarrassed about it when it's clear he's enjoying it just as much as you are. Maybe more.
The way you're gripping his hair has you wondering whether the strain on his tongue or his neck will overwhelm him first but he shows no signs of relenting. That is until he stands up, already looking delightfully over-pleasured and sinks his cock into your fluttering, neglected cunt without a word.
If he goes too fast it's all over and he knows it but he can't resist holding both of your ankles, watching you while he places open mouthed kisses to the soles of your feet, thrusting into you with slow, calculated strokes.
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theorphicangel · 11 months
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𝐀 𝐛𝐞𝐭 | 𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐱 (𝐟𝐞𝐦!) 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
Summary: Gojo makes a bet with you and you regretfully accept, or do you?
tags: oral sex! (Fem.receiving), fingering, pet names: baby, babe, usual gojo behaviour
A/N: finally me moving my gojo work on here lmao.
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Is this all you do when I’m gone?”
You hummed as you proceeded to focus on the television screen in front of you, fingers rapidly tapping the controller buttons with your lip between your teeth as you desperately try to win.
“I don’t even understand what’s happening” Gojo whined laying on your stomach, his fingertips caressing your thigh and calf.
“Hold on-” you murmured as you furiously fiddled with the controller longing for you to win.
Moments later a sound of defeat escaped from your lips and you sulked down into the couch letting out a frustrated groan.
“Better luck next time babe?” Gojo said, trying to reassure you as his fingertips were now poking at your legs.
You grabbed the controller once more determined to get a win. “One more game” you said, confidence rising through you.
“What...that’s what you said last time” He complained from between your legs lifting his head up slightly watching you click play once more.
“This is my last game I swear.” you promised.
Well it would be if you won that is.
“I'm boreeeed” Gojo complained blowing out his lips in an annoying way at you. As the loading screen came up on the television once again, you ran a hand through his hair to soothe his neediness.
“I KNOW!” He suddenly exclaimed, making you slightly jump.
“Fuck, what is it?”
He shifted from his back and rolled onto his stomach to rest his chin on your stomach, his blue clear eyes staring up at you gleefully.
“Let’s make a bet,” he said in a teasing tone. You could see there was a certain glow in his eyes, mischievous yet innocent.
Of course when he gave you that look you couldn’t help but give in.
Perhaps he knew that.
“What is it?” You questioned a part of you a little suspicious. He continued to caress the outside on your thigh teasingly.
“If you lose this round then you have to stop playing and give me attention BUT...if you win then you can continue as you are.” He declared with a smirk on his face.
Sounded easy.
Too easy.
But you didn’t question him any longer and shrugged “Okay bet.”
You drew your attention back to the screen once again taking on this easy challenge.
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A few minutes passed and you were doing relatively well so far.
This is too easy.
Until…
His fingers started to creep down your inner thigh, fingertips slowly caressing your thigh heading towards your core. It didn’t take you long to realise what he wanted to do, you tried to shift away from his hand yet still trying to pay attention to your game.
“What are you doing?” you mumbled quietly, your eyes looking over at him for a split second before you went back to peering at the screen.
You heard a short scoff escape from his lips “You didn’t actually think I’d make this easy for you did you?” you looked at him for a split second as he finally revealed the knowing glow in his eye.
He tapped the side of your thigh gently “Lift your hips up for a sec baby” he said, grabbing your pants as you abided and pulled your underwear down too revealing yourself bare.
He took hold of your thighs and pulled you closer to his face, you grew wetter at the feeling of his breath on your clit. You bit your lip convincing yourself not to lose focus of the game in front. Soft, little kisses trailed up your inner thigh as he slowly and tantalizing made his way up. If you weren’t so focused you would’ve buried his face into your pussy already.
Just as you were debating whether to carry out this action, Gojo’s mouth suddenly met your clit causing you to let out a short gasp at the connection. He knew how to catch you off guard. His tongue circled your clit so agonizingly slow which was already making you twitch in your seat. He let a hum as he delved in between your legs, his vibration causing goosebumps all over your skin.
“Fuck” you breathed out under your breath. You wouldn’t let him win, no he doesn’t get to have you shaking like this. Desperately trying not to relent in his touch you persevered with your game. Although it was hard to pay attention with Gojo sucking at your clit accompanied by the sloppy sounds coming from his mouth.
“You taste so good baby” he stated before licking at your folds earning a small whimper from you it was quiet yet he still heard it. He adored the small mewls you made, trying your best to be quiet all for him.
His fingers dug into your thighs as if he wanted more and wanted to savour every last part of you. He was starving, starving for your taste desperately. At his actions it caused you to lose focus and press the wrong button, damaging your health, you cursed under your breath not sure whether it was Satoru or at yourself.
He really did have you wrapped around his finger.
He hummed once more “That feel good baby?” he asked.
A sweet sigh escaped from your lips as you exhaled a “don’t stop”, once again it was quiet yet he was able to hear it. He pulled you even closer so that you were fully on your back and returned back to your swollen clit.
He gave one more short and quick swirl at your clit before thrusting two fingers into your hole and you took in sharp breath at the feeling of his fingers being swallowed by your pussy.
“That’s it, just like that.” He praised as you propped up on your elbows to get back to your game after losing valuable seconds. You cursed under your breath as his fingers stretched out your pussy causing a slight jolt against him. You did your best to hold back your moans and prove that you would win your bet. You hated losing. Especially to Gojo Satoru.
But you couldn’t hate him, not as he was knuckle deep inside you. “That feel good baby?” He repeated as he agonisingly thrusted his fingers in and out in a familiar rhythm.
A hum escaped from your throat. He heard it but he wanted to patronize you even more.
“Huh babe? I couldn’t hear you then?” You knew that a sign for you to use your words.
“Feels so good” you breathed out as you hips jerked against his fingers, eyelids slowly becoming heavy and your fingers losing its tempo on the controller. Your body started to shake against him as his fingers grew deeper into you.
As if he wanted to consume you even more and relish in your taste, he went back to draw his tongue over your clit while adding another finger inside of you. A helpless moan broke out from your mouth as you shut your eyes and tilted your head back drawing in pleasure. The controller slid out of your hands as your fingers grabbed onto the couch for support.
Satoru was looking up the whole time, his free hand gripping onto your waist as his fingers inside kept to his unrelenting tempo. He hummed every so often to taunt you even more. Spills of his name and curses left your lips. Your fingertips found themselves in his hair as you softly tugged at his locks.
You started losing your composure as your muscles tightened, warning that you were close to your climax.
“Look at me.” He ordered taking his mouth off your clit for a split second to order you.
And you did as he said, your breaths became more hitched and heavier as you looked down at Satoru between your thighs, your pussy buried in his mouth. His pearl blue eyes looked up at your desperate expression which indicated that you wanted to cum. He knew what you wanted and he had your attention.
“Cum for me baby.” he whispered sucking against you once more.
You quivered in his hands as your cum covered his fingers deep inside, loud gasps escaped as you released.
“That’s it, good girl” He praised as he curled his finger inside, earning another whimper as your back arched. Walls clenching his fingers as your hips jerked and thighs shook in his hands which was the only support you had.
He removed his fingers which were covered in your cum and hungrily licked them up eagerly. As you took a moment to regain your breathing. Shivers came over you every few seconds. He placed his chin back onto your stomach and with an innocent grin over his face he asked,
“So did you win babe?”
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reblogs are much appreciated ! :)
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shima-draws · 6 months
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HEY DO Y’ALL WANNA SEE SMTH ABSOLUTELY NUTS
They really said yeah it’s a two in one deal!!
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skywalker42 · 7 months
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What people think ADHD is:
So I went to my room to grab sticky notes to leave my roommate a reminder on the dryer but then I saw my week old mug on my nightstand so I went to put it away and then when I was in the kitchen I realized there's no room for it in the cabinet and now I'm measuring the wall for shelving units.
Which, yeah, it is that. It's definitely that. But it's also this series of texts I sent to my friend this morning:
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nevesceramics · 4 days
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Guadalupe Bass Incense Holder
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DUDE, HOLD UP. IT'S ONLY 12-ISH DAYS UNTIL THE NEXT WELCOME HOME UPDATE.
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crybaby-bkg · 1 year
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a slight continuation of this
no caller ID pops on your screen, pulling your attention away from your previous task at hand: not fucking up your eyeliner. you typically wouldn’t care if it was a little uneven, but you’re going on a date tonight, for the first time in so long, and you want everything to go as smoothly as possible.
which is why you groan when you end the call, and that same no caller ID pops right back up seconds later. you know who it is—who else would it be? you figured he’s already seen your story of being excited for going on your first date in a while, on the only app you hadn’t blocked him on. petty? perhaps, but it’s on him to be keeping up with you despite you cursing him out for wasting your time and then blocking him right after.
you watch it ring though, contemplating for a while longer than you should. you blocked him for a reason. no need to entertain his same shit that he always spews to you when he realizes that he might be losing you once more?
….but it doesn’t hurt to hear the hero beg for you.
“What do you want, Bakugou?” You sigh irritably as you finally answer his call, putting him on speaker as you go back to even out your eyeliner. You hear him huff on the other side of the phone at the use of his surname, but he doesn’t say anything about it, instead, quickly telling you what he’s been bothering you for.
“Who’s the fuckin’ loser that’s gonna drool over how good your tits look in that stupid green dress you love so much?” Bakugou grunts, and you instantly feel your face heating at his crude words. You glance over with a frown at that same green dress that makes your tits look good, where it hangs on your closet.
“None of your damn business, Bakugou.” You snap at him, wondering if it’s too late to find something else to wear. “Not like you ever took me out in my stupid green dress.” Your voice holds a level of bitterness that only he can bring out of you, and you hear his sigh through the speakers.
“I told you this before, I’m always—”
“Busy.” You cut him off, voice suddenly thick as you think back on the countless rejections he’s splattered at your feet every time you tried to further your relationship with him. “You reminded me of how busy you’ve been since you first started this whole situationship.”
“Situation—? Huh? We were dating!” Bakugou protests with a huff, and you can hear how he paces the floor quickly. You glare at your phone, setting down your liner to instead pick of your (his) favorite lipgloss.
“You’d have to ask me out to be dating, Bakugou. You’d have to court me to be dating, Bakugou. You’d have to make time for me and take me out on dates and not hide me to fucking date me, Bakugou.” You spit at him, venom dripping off of your lips in waves. You don’t know why you answered, why you even entertained him. You shake your head with a huff when the line goes quiet, eyebrows quirking up when your date sends you a text to make sure you’re still on for tonight.
“I’m sorry.” Bakugou mutters pathetically, his voice suddenly soft. You hesitate, for some reason, when it comes to texting your date back. Why do you always hesitate when Bakugou is around?
“Let me make it up to you, court you, and shit. I can take you to one of my favorite places, you can wear that pretty green dress and that gloss you know I love.” His voice is pleading, thickening and sweet and suffocating. You shouldn’t respond, should reply back a yes to your date.
“Please? You know how much you mean to me.” Bakugou mumbles, and you can hear the earnestness in his voice. Why haven’t you said yes to your date yet?
“I’ll do better this time. Just one more chance, sweetheart.” Bakugou’s voice is so soft, you’ve never heard him this vulnerable before. You sigh with a shake of your head, slumping back into your seat in defeat.
Sorry, I can’t make it tonight. Something came up. Maybe we can reschedule for another time?
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captainsjack · 10 months
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in the next mission impossible movie there better be a scene where the one (1) female agent they have has to seduce/flirt with a guy to get information out of him except when she tries, he makes it clear he’s not interested and says something implying he’s gay. so she walks away and into the comms tells the team it didn’t work because “i’m not his type.” then we get semi-frustrated team members telling her “well then become his type, we need the info” etc only for her to interrupt with “i think one of you boys will have a better chance.” then the comms go silent and it cuts to each team member’s reaction of “😳” and the “oh”s as they realize he’s gay. except when it cuts to ethan’s reaction, he’s already sauntering over to the guy and we just hear him say “i’m on it” and then we get scenes of ethan seducing the bad guy and he gets to gay kiss him. if this doesn’t happen i will riot
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