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enbeemagical · 9 months
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normalize being a little bit in love with your friends
normalize being not at all in love with anything
normalize love being confusing and weird as hell
normalize love not being romantic
normalize love not being
normalize not loving
normalize loving in the wrong way
just. normalize being unapologetically yourself
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nikkisticki · 10 months
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Maybe I should do fun incentives to make people look at my gay little blog
At 50 followers I'll take the asks of the first five people and try to draw whatever you asked for, although I'll only spend an hour on it to avoid someone saying "hey why don't you draw the Titanic mech fighting that sub while powered by the screaming ghosts of their victims"
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sobeksewerrat · 3 months
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Yesterday I had a dream abt you. I forgot what happened in it cuz when I woke up n tried to think back of what the dream was abt, my parents were talking super loud so I couldn't focus and just forgot :[
Also I think @cringelordofchaos was also there??
Putting aside what happened in the dream, how the music freak did you even know it was us
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lycanthropicture · 2 years
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feelin twenty twooooooo
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sonicpilled · 3 months
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me litrly
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jessfromouterspace · 7 months
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kinktober/flufftober mashup - all bg3 vibes
round two - dammon/tav - fingering/playing with hair (ao3 link)
[dammon was requested, feel free to request your faves]
The gentle glow surrounding Last Light did little to ease the tension taking deep root in Tav's shoulders. A quick glance around and she's glad to see her companions finding a bit of joy and rest as they've settled at the inn. It's a perfect time to slip away, some solitude in the outdoors will do her some good.
She has been feeling downright claustrophobic since they've been under shadow, and the shield surrounding the inn did little to dispel that. She can feel the anxiety creeping up in her chest as she wanders outside, realizing there's no true place for her to escape to.
"Feeling alright, Tav?" A voice breaks through her thoughts and her eyes find Dammon leaning against the stone arch, a look of concern on his face. He's holding his gloves and apron in his hands, letting her know that hes done working for the night. He motions for her to follow him into the stables before he heads back himself.
She was seeking solitude, but the idea of being alone right now no longer seems appealing. She had hoped they'd have a chance to spend some time together once she realized he had made it to Last Light.
She follows him in and he's taken a seat on a pile of hay where he's thrown a few blankets and furs around.
"It's tough to get used to." He starts, leaning back against the stone wall behind him. "Danger out there, or stuck in here, some days the danger sounds better." He sighs but her soft laugh brings a smile to his face.
"I see we can add mind reading to your impressive list of skills." Her smile warms his heart as she takes a seat next to him, her sigh heavy as she sinks into the fur and the hay. "Thank you." She mumbles, her hands folded over in her lap, an awkwardness growing as she realizes she's fighting the urge to reach out for him.
"For what?" His eyebrows furrow, genuine curiosity on his face as he breaks the awkwardness for her and places his hand on her knee.
"For noticing." Her fingers are hesitant, but they reach out, draping over his own. "I…" her voice trails off, a tinge of shame to it. "I'm embarrassed to be bothered by such a thing." Her eyes rise to meet his, her breath catching at how they seem to see right through her. She could get lost in the soft blue that radiates the warmth of the sky on a summer day.
"First, I'll always notice you." He gives her knee a squeeze, a gesture of care and comfort before anything else. "But most importantly, there is nothing to be ashamed of. What you've had to face…" His voice softens as she leans into him, resting her head on his shoulder, the scent of smoke and metal oddly comforting. "Well, if nothing else you shouldn't have to face it alone." He scoots back, guiding her head into his lap so she can lay flat. There's just enough space for her to stretch her legs out, letting her shoulders relax as one of his hands rests on her stomach and the other begins to run through her hair.
Silence falls between the two, the intimacy of the moment taking hold of them, showing them something they've been dancing around since the Grove.
He begins to undo the small braids she had through her hair, letting it all flow free. For a man that spends his days bending metal to his will, his touch is surprisingly soft. He uses his claws to gently scratch over her scalp, a soft moan escapes her lips, making him chuckle.
"I take it you like this then?" He asks, continuing his light touch while she leans into it.
"Yes." She is breathless, a flush spreading across her cheeks. "Can I confess something?" She avoids eye contact with him, but further seeks his touch.
"Of course." His voice is deeper, suspecting where her thoughts may be leading. She tries to not get distracted by the hand that is on her stomach drifting ever so slightly lower.
"I have given plenty of thought to how you'd use your hands, but none of them were quite like this." Her boldness has brought a sparkle to her eye that causes his heart to quicken.
He pulls the hand that was in her hair to cradle the back of her head, lifting her up so he can bring his lips to hers.
"May I?" He asks while his breath mingles with hers.
"Please." Her voice is but a whisper before she lifts the last small amount to meet him in a kiss. She reaches up, her thumb gliding across his cheekbone before sliding higher across the base of one of his horns. He pulls her further into his lap, cradling her while their tongues tease at each other, enjoying the new sensation.
He slides his hand down her stomach, his fingertips toying with the edge of her pants. He pulls back, his eyes searching for permission. She nods enthusiastically, giving them both a moment to laugh before she pulls him back into a crushing kiss.
He undoes the laces slowly, each drag of his fingertips the most delightful torture. He smiles against her lips as he feels her hips rise to meet him and he can't give in just yet, while he drags a claw over the cotton trousers. He can feel the heat of her as he fully cups her over her clothes, using his palm to rub against her, pulling the softest whines out of her.
He breaks their kiss so he can watch as he gives in and slides his hand into her pants, a groan escaping him as he feels the wetness waiting for him. Her head falls back, her throat begging for attention as his fingertips circle her clit, sending pleasure rippling through her.
He couldn't resist her if he tried, his lips pressing to her neck, sucking lightly as his fingers play between slow circles and gliding down to dip into her. He notices her biting her lip, an attempt to stifle her cries.
"Please, let me hear you." He presses a soft kiss to her temple before returning to her neck and nipping at the soft skin under her jaw just as he plunged two fingers into her. He knew no one would come looking for his services this time of night, well, no one other than her.
Her moans grew louder, fueling his actions. He pumped his fingers in and out of her, taking care with his claws. Her hips rolled in rhythm with him, grinding herself against his palm with each thrust.
He took his time leaving small marks across her throat and collarbone, the noises she made with each one were now burned into his memory. She felt his tail wrap around her ankle, pulling her legs wider so that he could move his fingers even deeper into her.
Her breath was starting to stutter and her writhing less controlled, he knew she was getting close. He let his thumb press hard over her clit as she lifted her hips to meet the thrusts of his fingers. He sucked particularly hard on the spot on her neck that made her moan the loudest before burying his tongue in her mouth, insisting on catching her moans as she came.
He held her tight as the waves of pleasure moved through her, his fingers still thrusting while she tightened around them. As her orgasm subsided he withdrew his fingers, looking her in the eye as he took both of them into his mouth, sucking them clean. The lightest moan escape his mouth as she looked on with awe.
"Stay with me?" He asked, moving her to straddle his hips, letting her grind against his hardness, while his tail wrapped around them both. "I need to really taste you."
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To me personally malistaire is the funniest and most pathetic villain wizard101 has ever had AND I MEAN THAT SINCERELY!!! Between doomed children who have been manipulated, groomed, and isolated into becoming products of their environments, someone scorned who has been punished unfairly by having your biological heart torn out your chest and turning your children and all of reality against you to satiate their own ego, a nonhuman entity so powerful and so clueless they unintentionally threaten the lives of everyone around them, Malistaire FELL DOWN BRO. Like yeah you're bitchless now. You and me both. Get in line. Everyone in this room is bitchless. We are ALL living that ✨💅🏾💃🕺 Single Life™. You are a middle-aged man. Cope
#this post is lighthearted btw JELAJWODJTU i aint actually mad#but like...... malistaire as a villain is kinda mid though im sorry. IM SORRY ill take the L opinion if i have to#its one thing if he lost his wife to unfair systematic negligence or thru someone else's doings or smth but. no she just got sick bro 😐#HWMSNFLEKSDIDOA EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE I WILL GIVW A BAD OPINION AND THIS IS ONE OF THEM. i cant be right ALL the time /j#like if i dont focus on malistaire's motives and just his ACTIONS he seems super metal#but then he does ALLLLL of that heinous shit because his wife died. like thats absolutely very sad but damn get a grip#(fandom starts breaking in my windows and drags me out into the street) IM SORRY IM SORRY LOOK ITS JUST NOT MY CUP OF TEA#ive never been invested in those Mr. Freeze types of villains where a person they love dies due to normal circumstances-#and they go fucking BERSERK. they LOSE IT. they go like “well okay fuck the entire world i guess nothing matters” and then kill people#LIKE IF IT'S DONE IN A CERTAIN WAY I CAN BE INVESTED but more often than not to me? its just kind of funny#like “okay damn there was only ONE person keeping you from being a national criminal? okay”#and you know what? thats a mood actually. thats a mood#without my cat i probanly would have become the president by now#for some reason its a little diff for me if its like a child you lost and idk why#like if malistaire lost a kid instead of his wife id probably be more inclined to feel bad and thats terribly fucked up JSLSJSJSJ#you know what its also bias because in some shape or form i relate to all the other villains. morganthe and duncan especially#whereas in malitsaire's case i have never been married. which i mean doesnt stop me from tryna be more synpathetic i guess but im just not#ONCE AGAIN FEEL VERY BAD FOR HIM AND SULVIA. like losing someone to sickness or any reason really is a serious thing#but in terms of a fictional setting with fictional characters where one of them decides to commit genocide over it? 🧍 like okay boo u do u#i will gladly give up my mantle for the “most reasonable opinions” guy in the fandom foe this one. i deserve it#wizard101#w101#wiz101#text posts#malistaire drake
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mothbug · 4 months
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at the foot of your faithful servant
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cadaverismo · 20 days
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making a carrd for my twt
does it look good
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Can't stop thinking about this scene. The episode with it hasn't even aired yet but here I am, sobbing. Lestat and Louis dancing, wearing clothes from Lestat's human era. Beutiful embroided tailcoats from fhe 2nd half of 18th century France, and a stunning powdered wig. Lestat probably wanted to dance with Louis while dressed together like this because he imagines that they could have met like this in another universe maybe.
Another time.
Someplace where they're both human and happy together as well.
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anonyb0b · 1 month
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AITA for eat lightbulb?
I (30m) saw a green light, like the kind I saw in my Dream and so I reached out and shoved it in my mouth and cromcjed it
My boyfriend (29m) got mad at me because I ate our porch light and and also that i assited my crush in vehicular manslaughter
AITA?
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objectum-culture-is · 2 months
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objectum culture is seeing an electric fan in public and ogling and taking pictures & nobody questions you
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unforth · 9 months
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Lmaooo. So my brother and soon-to-be sil took the kids to the playground and I've got maybe a half hour to myself so I decided that, now that I've finished Dinghai Fusheng Records and read all of the Legend of Exorcism manhua, I could try starting the donghua again, since I'll have some idea wtf I'm doing now. And anyway I'm lmao cause I realize now that this is the donghua showing us Li Jinglong...
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And when Zhao Zilong says "do you know a better-looking man is more deceiving?"
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Li Jinglong fucking SNEEZES lmaooooo
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lobotomyladylives · 5 months
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I don't even watch new anime anymore I just rewatch the ones I already know I like
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sodaacrush · 2 years
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"I got the map! And I only had to endure 35 noogies from my older brother"
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sproutzai · 15 days
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don’t say dat :< ur absence would make a hugeee difference ‘n it’s not a good one :( we would /gen miss u loads T^T
im only saying cause it doesn't usually that's all amdbmanf don't worry about it
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