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𝔄𝔩𝔩 𝔦𝔰 𝔙𝔞𝔫𝔦𝔱𝔶 (յՑգշ) 𝔟𝔶 ℭ. 𝔄𝔩𝔩𝔞𝔫 𝔊𝔦𝔩𝔟𝔢𝔯𝔱  (յՑԴՅ-յգշգ) - 𝔏𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔭𝔥𝔶
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thequeenofthefallen · 11 months
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🇸🇪 / 🇺🇦 Coincidence? I think not.
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bertolluci · 10 months
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[special request] Wonyoung CC - skin, body, face extr3mely forcεd
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lasshoe · 5 months
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POOR THINGS (2023) + Letterboxd Reviews
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yesokayiknow · 4 months
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unit lady: we would've noticed if there was a hidden message in televisions
the doctor, who embedded that silence video in the moon landing: yeah i'm sure
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bees-pees · 3 months
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nadolig llawen (merry christmas)!! here is my gift to you 🤲 i love this poster so i redrew it :)
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kelocitta · 7 months
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Anthro...? just having a bit of fun
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ford-ye-fiji · 1 year
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If you’re looking for a sci-fi show with….
Realistic takes on technology
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Political intrigue and high drama
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Complex, strong, and likable female characters
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Fun and distinct alien cultures
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Infuriating, scary, and delightful villains
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Found family and beautiful friendships
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Respectful portrayal of religion in a scientifically oriented show
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Characters that grow, change, learn, and progress
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Strong male leads who portray wise and intelligent leaders
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Fantastically complex, fun, and interesting side characters
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The ability to balance each character's unique style of humor with seriousness and sincerity
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One of the greatest romances of the century
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The profoundness of truth
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and much more, then Babylon 5 is the show for you
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homeofhousechickens · 4 months
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You love chickens, you have always loved chickens. Chickens are your favorite animal and it has always been that way.
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jetsetlariat · 6 months
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ellaenchanting · 5 months
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Hypnovember Day 11: Attitude Adjustment/IQ Reduced
It was like she couldn't get the words out fast enough. "And I have 6 discharges tomorrow with no follow up scheduled yet and I haven't even been able to contact some of the families and..."
"Is there anything you can do about any of that tonight?" he asked her, gently stopping the torrent of her work recap.
"No. But! I still need to eat dinner. And wash some clothes for tomorrow. And make sure the kids are ok...."
"Shh," he said comfortingly. "I've already washed and folded the clothes. And I told the kids mommy was working late so they're already asleep. You're done for the day."
She sighed deeply.
He put his hand on her cheek, gently moving her head so she was looking directly into his eyes. "Relaaaax," he said, stretching the word out meaningfully. His tone shifted too, to something deep and steady. "You're home. You're safe. Just relax, now."
It had been a while since she heard him speak like this. She missed it.
Too bad it wouldn't work. She was way too stressed. She almost felt herself get caught in his gaze for a moment but- then her anxiety rushed back in, like a wave crashing over a too-short wall.
His hand moved around to rub the back of her neck.
"I'm sorry," she said. "I'm just so stressed I can't THINK it's like I try and it's just STATIC in my head. I sat in the parking lot for 5 minutes before I could even make myself drive home."
"Mmmmm," he murmured, still rubbing her neck. "Breathe, honey."
He breathed in and out slowly to demonstrate. She found herself following along, taking a few deep breaths before even thinking about it. Between the breathing and his light neck massage, she was beginning to feel better.
He made sure he had her gaze before offering- "If you want, I could make things simpler for you for a bit. Would you like that?"
A shiver ran through her at the sound of her old trigger- "simpler". It had been some time since they had done this but they both understood what he was offering. Would it still work?
She nodded her head but didn't want to disappoint him or herself- not after so long.
"I want to? But I honestly don't know how I'll respond," she said, "I can barely concentrate right now."
But even as she was protesting, she found herself automatically following his hand as it floated just above her forehead. Another of their old signals, this one nonverbal: "Pay attention".
She did.
His fingers came closer and closer to her forehead before finally touching, rubbing a small spiral right in the middle.
"Shhhhh...." his voice soothed.
Something inside her shifted.
It wasn't a quick, profound drop like she had experienced in the past but- she found herself instinctively closing her eyes anyway. When she did, the noise in her head seemed to quiet down automatically.
"Good," he said. "That's perfect. You remember just how to do this, don't you? I know you do. It's like riding a bicycle - part of you never forgets."
"I know you talked about having static in your head- but maybe we can use that to help you let go a bit more. Static doesn't have to be harsh, you know. Maybe your static is like- a white noise generator, blocking anything unnecessary out. Quiet and soothing. Like the one you listen to when you go to sleep. Just- think of that gentle static playing while you sleep. Helping you rest. You can notice it- and then you can let it all fade into the background. It just makes everything quieter, doesn't it? Simpler. "
She nodded her head, easily caught in his instructions. The shudder that went through her at the trigger felt more profound this time.
Simpler.
She remembered the old imagery they had worked on- the wheels of the clockwork of her thoughts slowing. Slowing. Grinding to a halt.
As she pictured those slowing gears, she could feel her inner monologue growing distant and dreamlike. Her awareness moved from her lumbering thoughts to her body- almost like her mind itself had moved from her head to somewhere in her chest. Her senses began heightening and she was drawn more and more to what the room smelled like, how the carpet felt, the gentle sound of the ceiling fan. She found herself getting lost in a world of sensation.
"That's good, honey," he encouraged. "You don't need to think right now. I've got all your bigger thoughts for safekeeping. You remember how to be simpler for me, don't you? No big words, no big thoughts. Just how you feel in this moment. OK?"
She nodded. It was the easiest way to communicate now. She still had some words but- it was easier not to use them when she was simpler. She trusted him to understand what she needed without bothering to speak.
"Good. Can you open your eyes for me?"
She did.
"How does your body feel right now?" he asked.
She checked- mentally scanning herself from head to toe.
"Tired," she replied eventually. "Hungry."
She looked up at him.
"Do you want some food?"
It took her a few moments to contemplate the thought before she eventually replied with a simple: "Yes".
He smiled at her in a way that might have struck her as patronizing at a different time.
His smile caused an unexpected spike in another sensation- one that had been hiding underneath all of her stress all along.
Until now.
"I'm going to warm dinner up- we'll have it here," he was saying. "I'll be right back."
"Wait!" she cried, suddenly.
He stopped and turned back, curiously.
Now she needed to find words again.
Her brows crossed as she tuned into her body in that slow, deep way that came with this state. There was a heat between her legs that spread upwards as she noticed it more thoroughly. She began to notice the feeling of the air on her arms and the slight way her bra rubbed against her breasts when she breathed. "Horny?" she said, finally finding the right word for how she was feeling.
He laughed. "Good girl. Yeah- that old conditioning is still working for you, huh? I bet you feel horny right now. Does it feel good?"
She nodded, that response coming much more quickly than most.
It DID feel good.
Without really thinking about it, her hands moved to her right breast, squeezing it.
THAT felt even better.
"Mmmm- I guess that's my answer then, huh?" he asked. "Tell you what- you need to eat before we do anything else. So- I'm going to go get the food. But while I'm doing that? You can touch yourself as much as you want. Do whatever feels good to your body, ok?"
She nodded again, barely paying attention to his words. Her hands moved all over her flesh as she caressed her newly sensitive skin rapturously. She wanted to touch everywhere.
"My only rule is that you don't come, ok? I want to save that for later."
She nodded absently, focused on a wonderful spot she had found on the side of her stomach. Part of her brain was receiving his instructions but- she didn't have to think about that part. She just had to focus on touching.
He leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. "And stay nice and quiet while you touch, yeah? We don't want to wake anyone else up."
She nodded, biting back a moan as her hand finally slid to her pussy.
He looked on for a moment, seeming almost hypnotized himself by his writhing, almost animalistic wife.
Food first, he reminded himself.
Then sex.
Then putting a note in his phone to call the babysitter for her weekend availability. It had been FAR too long since they had played like this and next time?
He wanted her to be LOUD.
Tagging @mentat101posts @thekinkycocktailclub @jam-and-stuff
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onejellyfishplease · 5 months
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Donnie trying to tell Leo something
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ruins-and-rewritez · 2 months
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Grey-eyed Kaz Brekker with eyes like a tempest sea
Brown-eyed Inej Ghafa with eyes like a port in a storm
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queendumpling · 1 year
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i couldn’t find a powerpoint intro on path to nowhere so i just made one myself. please play path to nowhere!! i feel like it’s such an underrated gem of a game that is worth you giving it a shot
this game also has 50+ characters in it, and i won’t introduce everyone because a full character introduction is out of scope for this post. but there are a range of other characters like: a phantom thief duo, hot doctor and pretty nurse duo, a sugar mama that may or may not have done some righteous murder, a corrupt lawyer, a white collar crimes girlboss, a mysterious spy collar crimes girlboss, and a sad buff man that has lost everything in life and has gone on a revenge spree. we’ve got the range
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ultram0th · 6 months
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31 Days of Derek Hale
Day 04: Hypnotized
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At Peter’s behest, Derek had begrudgingly agreed to start seeing a therapist to help him deal with some of his anger issues. At first, the werewolf was dead set against talking to some random stranger about his life, yet once he’d actually met Dr. Callahan, the therapist had somehow managed to get Derek to lower his walls. Dr. Callahan got Derek to feel extremely relaxed in his office and open up, leading to the stud to being all ears whenever the older man spoke. The therapist clearly knew his stuff, because almost overnight, Derek could feel his mood lifting and his thoughts refusing to drift towards anything that would piss him off. He would instead spend his days in an almost giddy haze, smiling happily as he went about his work and hobbies, completely unbothered. 
Derek felt like his life had changed for the better, all thanks to Dr. Callahan.
Still, every now and then, Derek would feel a little confused whenever he’d be going about his day, and tons of guys would keep staring at him. It wasn’t the fact that they were staring that was so weird, it was the fact that Derek loved them staring.
When all eyes were on him, the werewolf couldn’t help but bask in the warmth that the mens’ gazes brought him, leading to him either flexing his massive arms or unbuttoning his shirt for them.
Speaking of shirts, Derek would usually have to force himself to wear one… or really anything at all. The thought of wearing clothes was so constricting to the young man, and he loathed the idea of covering his large muscles with any sort of fabric. There were numerous times when he’d be out in public, and it would take him a good deal of time to realize that he’d been wandering around town without a shirt on, letting his plump chest muscles be on full display. After a bit of shopping, Derek had eventually changed his wardrobe so that it consisted of nothing but skintight, synthetic material that hugged his massive muscles tantalizingly. His shorts never went past mid-thigh, and he refused to wear underwear, allowing his perpetually hard cock to press against the front nonstop. And all of his shirts (a total of three since he hated to wear them) were so small that they were more like crop tops, never passing his belly button and always having the collar so low that his pecs frequently spilled out of them. Whenever he went out, Derek was sure to attract loads of lustful stares from men.
And Derek took full advantage of the lustful staring, bedding man after man.
Not a night went by when Derek wasn’t bouncing on some guy’s dick or sucking a guy off— sometimes at the same time. The werewolf was nearly insatiable now, constantly thinking about dick or drooling over a guy who would wander into his line of sight. It wouldn’t be long before Derek would approach him, flex a bit and playfully flirt, before the two would go find a private location. Or sometimes it didn’t even have to be private. There were a few times at the local gay bar where Derek would get loudly fucked on the dancefloor by a line of guys, feeling incredibly turned on by the fact that many other men were watching.
All in all, Derek’s life had done a complete one-eighty for the best, and Derek had Dr. Callahan to thank for that. Every night when he’d go to bed and place his headphones on over his ears to listen to the tapes his therapist had made just for him, he’d dreamily smile and be extremely thankful that he’d listened to Peter and had attended Dr. Callahan’s hypno therapy sessions.
“You’re a dumb muscleslut,” Dr. Callahan’s quiet voice murmured underneath the soothing wave sounds of the relaxation session Derek listened to. “All you’re made for is showing off your muscles and fucking. You’re just a dumb muscleslut…"
[Base Photo Source: https://musclegrowth.net/gallery/image/82061-megagrowthspurtrthumbjpgf2c25a65f23b8b63dad53f5ebde6d4fejpg/?context=new]
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goodtimeswithgrian · 1 year
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morning routine.
quick doodle referenced on photos from this album by criptid_cosplay.
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