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#thank u for the asks💌
takami-takami · 1 year
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/smut/
mean!hawks walking into the apartment you share and hears you using a toy and he just.. snaps? He throws open the door and yells, degrading you, asking if his cock wasn't enough or if you're just a slut, grabbing you by the hair and mocking you as you whimper for stimulation as he throws the toy. "Look at that, you're such a little slut beggin for orgasm that maybe i should just fucking overstimulate you into oblivion."
Baby, I'm All You Need.
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includes— hawks x fem!reader. minors dni. smut.
warnings— a bit of toxic!keigo. he's clingy. <3. a smidge of yandere. dirty talk. abandonment issues. rough sex. degradation. mirror sex. reader is way too into it.
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Keigo wants to believe in you.
He wants to believe that his sweet, blushing mess of a girlfriend wouldn't lie to him. He fights back the seething, green rage that stirs in the depths of his chest, channeling it into each stomp of his steel-toed boots on his way to follow that damned buzzing sound. It grates his ears, cracks his composure with each passing second.
You still love him, right? You still need him, you wouldn't replace him. Would you? The tips of his gloved fingers trace the rails of the stairway, gliding with the turn of the corner as he stalks up the stairs. With each stride, the buzz pierces closer to his ears, picks at the recesses of his sanity.
Nah, you couldn't. Poor thing, you'd just about die without him. You're always reminding him of how perfect he feels, always fuckin' whining about how good he dicks you down, pawing at his cock, how oh, oh, Keigo– ah! Don't need anything but you, clamping down on him like a dumb bitch in heat.
Liar.
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This is Keigo's favorite part of the morning. Seeing him off by the doorway, your delicate fingers fluff the cotton details of his hero costume's coat, fussing over each little imperfection. He watches you with rapt attention, with a lovesick crease around his eyes. Your fingers pull at his clothes with a delicate yet firm touch. It drives him mad.
"Let me sew some buttons on your coat one of these days," you insist. "What if you get cold, Kei'?" The pout of your lip is too irresistable, practically inviting him to give one peck on the lips; one that quickly devolves into countless. It's always like this between the two of you– your friends coo at the public displays of affection, lamenting about how lucky you two are to have found each other.
You'd be inclined to agree. He's sickly sweet as fermented toffee, totally attached at your hip and absolutely refusing to let go. It's endearing; the way he pouts and paces outside the bathroom door as you brush your teeth in the morning, how he whines and drags you back to the couch with him the second leaving even crosses your mind, how your phone blows up more often than not each day with texts full of declarations of his love. His most recently used emojis are just about every heart you can type.
Spoiled puppy. You indulge his every whine, unlock the doors of his kennel cage, let him pounce on you and pull you along by his leash. It's not your fault. How can you resist eyes like those?
He plants a chaste kiss to the crown of your head as you close your eyes in contentment. "Be good for me, yeah?" You feel the pads of his thumbs rub circles in your cheeks as he cradles your face in his palms.
"I will!" You chirp back.
Pleased, he walks out the door, before he  remembers one last thing. His coat flows with his little spin around to face you again. He beams a smile at you, heels clicking against the floor as he walks backwards with an innocent wave.
"And don't touch till I get back. 'Kay, sweetness?"
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Your flinch is palpable, jumping out of your skin at the slam of your shared bedroom door against the wall. You lift the sheets to cover your shame, blinking wide-eyed at the unhinged sight that greets you at the doorway.
His wingspan flares, flapping once like he's attempting to make his already imposing presence even larger. More possessive. He stalks toward you with rapt focus, sending a single feather to slam the door shut behind him.
"K-Kei', what're you–"
"Up. Now." He orders, gripping you by the hook of your arm and pulling your trembling legs to stand. The now forgotten toy clinks as it hits the floor, rolling beneath the bed. That damned buzz finally ceases, switch flicked off with the swish of a feather.
He drags you up, walking you backwards until your rear collides with the cold expanse of the sliding mirror doors on your closet. A heavy mix of fear and arousal heats your body, makes you whine into the crash of his lips against yours.
"What did I say," he asks, muffled against your mouth as he refuses to pull away. "What did I fuckin' tell you? Is my cock not enough for you, or are you just that greedy?"
His hands are all over you, pulling you impossibly close, like something could rip you from his grasp at any second. You huff in realization. "You... You're jealous," you breathe out. Your smile reflects your singing blood, the adrenaline coursing through your veins at his vicious actions. You greedily drink in the sight of his furrowed brow, the twinges of rage and sexual frustration that tense the veins of his temple.
He leans back with a giddy, knowing smirk plastered across his face. He eyes your squirms, dragging a single finger through the slick that pools between your thighs. He pants, "what, are you fuckin' enjoying this? You actually like this kind of shit?"
In his moment of surprise, his moment of weakness, you sink your teeth into the skin of his jugular. His masochistic, shocked moan urges you on, feeds your hope that your behavior will get to him. Instead, he throws his head back in breathless ecstacy, barking out a laugh.
His eyes are lidded when he locks his gaze downward on you.
"God, you're such a freak."
The air is suddenly knocked from your lungs with the way he spins you around with a speed only he can attain, shoving you forward and pressing your front flush against the mirror. He grins and rolls his eyes at your squirms of discomfort, pleased with the sight of your tits and pretty face pushed up against the reflective surface in front of you.
Your fingers claw and grapple to keep a steady grip on the glass, failing miserably to his delight. His sigh is full of smiles. The thrumming anger he feels is soothed bit by bit with each wave of pleasure he gets from seeing you struggle.
He kicks your legs apart, bends the arch in your back to his liking. He's so nice to you, shoving two slick fingers inside to prep for his cock. Even through the grit of his teeth, he scissors his fingers to stretch you out. You're so lucky, aren't you?
But that's all you're getting. All you deserve.
The last thing you hear is the clink of his belt being undone before inch by inch, he buries his thick cock inside, shushing your gasps and whimpers. Though, it's not like anyone could hear those precious little moans over the obscene, wet sounds between your legs anyway.
You're perfect for him.
"Bet you spend all your precious time while I'm gone tryin' to get your pathetic cunt off. But you just can't, can you? Not without me. Not without my help."
He spares no time setting a steady pace, pulling out to the tip and plunging inside, over and over. He gnashes his teeth at the tight vice of your pussy gripping his cock, blinking the white spots in his eyes away. Each chant of his name from your lips steals his breath, steals the blood from his head and makes him lightheaded. You say his name like a goddamn title. Like a prayer to your God.
Yeah, he decides. This is exactly where you belong.
"No one else, nothing else can make you feel like I can. Aint that right?"
You choke out a broken moan in response, fogging the glass with your desire.
Cute, but not what he wants to hear. He fists the roots of your hair, a silent demand.
"Say it. Fuckin' say it," he growls. Anyone less aquianted with his mannerisms and quirks would fail to notice the desperate nature underneath his tone; how it's less of an order and more of a beg, an unspoken 'please' hanging in the air between you.
Your whine is pathetic, moaning your agreement into the palms of your hand. With your eyes squeezed shut, you miss the eye-roll he gives in response.
"Awww, babydoll, don't be shy now," He coos with faux sympathy, mocking the way your lips purse into a pout. His taunting, lilted hmmm devolves to near-sadistic chuckles. Of course you'd play dumb now. You're probably holding on to whatever scrap of dignity that hasn't dripped from your pussy at this point.
"Quit whining, you know you fuckin' love it." He rips both your hands from your face, pinning them behind your back with just one of his fists. Your own wrists are used to pull you back onto his punishing thrusts.
"See that, baby?" A firm hand pulls your head back, forces you to make eye contact with the dishevelled, drooling mess in the mirror. "My pretty little whore."
"Mm-hmm! I-I'm yours, your whore," you choke. His smirk is crooked, high on endorphins and fueled by the power dynamic he so graciously established for the both of you.
"See, was that so hard?" His coarse, thick digits begin to rub circles on your clit as a reward, dipping down to collect your slick and back up to continue the tight circles. He winds you like a toy. "My baby's so honest when they're getting fucked, huh?" He plants a too-chaste kiss on your cheek, condescending and smitten with your submission. Still, he mocks, "that all it takes to make you admit the truth, sweetheart?"
"Yes! Yours, yours, yours," you pant in response. You drown on his cock, tight threads coming loose with every slap of his hips against yours. "Need you, only you. Gonna– Keigo, gonna, I'm–"
Close? Yeah, he knows.
His fingers keep the same pace on your clit, drawing higher and higher pitched moans. You crash over your high, squeaking and hiccuping his name through your tears.
Reality hits you when you realize he hasn't slowed at all, that he isn't giving you even a single second to cool down– no, he chases his own high and ignores the fit you pitch, completely disregards your cries of overstimulation.
"Since you like cumming that much, why don't you keep doin' it for my entertainment?" He jabs at your crumbling dignity.
This is your fault. He'll fuck that into you for as long as it takes.
"That's right. I'm all you'll ever fucking need."
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subskz · 3 months
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https://www.tumblr.com/subskz/735300612369121280/rinnie-have-u-seen-the-photos-where-hannies
sorry, i wasn’t aware that rinnie was reserved for one person </3
but here are some photos of hannie’s chest!!
https://ibb.co/4Rhf0CL
https://ibb.co/pnTmB8t
https://ibb.co/jMVpZT4
https://ibb.co/x7Mh6jT
https://ibb.co/mXqWRQ1
https://ibb.co/5ryw9NN
https://ibb.co/6b4HfZW
and 2 pics of his ass…
https://ibb.co/JRqVH6z
https://ibb.co/85dJWx1
a lino nipple…i thought u might’ve liked this hehe
https://ibb.co/y4HPcCm
also found this…let’s all pretend to be lino rn 🙏 look at how cute hannie is all bent over with his thighs pressed together…😣💕
https://ibb.co/3f1T4yL
no worries at all! 😭💗 i just nearly mistook you for them since that’s their nickname for me hehe
and these photos…you came PREPARED
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the way so many of these are from oddinary era help it was the gift that kept on giving for the tiddylovers…that first pic esp is crazy business his chest is so juicy it just makes u wanna sink ur teeth into it 🍽 the lino u threw in is much appreciated thank u for delivering these to us babe <3
i cant add the last pic bc of the 10 image limit but 😭 hannie’s anime girl legs are killing me he’s the tiniest on earth
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itchyeye · 8 months
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6, 9, 10, 25 ?
6. which ship fans are the most annoying?
jonmartin
9. worst part of canon
jonmartin
10. worst part of fanon
jonmartin
25. common fandom complaint that you're sick of hearing
anything about jon being too mean to martin because he 100% should have killed him with a bolt gun
choose violence ask game
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lnfours · 2 months
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10.9k of you???? thank you so much??? oh my fucking god???
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judetama · 1 month
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JUDE JUDEY!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!! ^_^ 💓💕💖💞💕💓🎁🎊🎉🎊🎉
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WHADDAHELL MIA (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ) UGLY CRIED WHEN I SAW THIS HOLY SHIT AJDJD 🥺💕 U DREW THEM....MY CONDIMENTS‼️ALSO TYSM FOR THE BDAY WISHES AAAH ;w;
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i love how u drew Everyone...oh my goodness.... oh my GOOOOOODD 💥💞💕💘💥 I EXPLODED!!! ALL THE CUTE STICKERS AND THE POSING,,,THE HANDS ON THEIR SHOULDERS...everyone clapped ☝️‼️
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monakisu · 4 months
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are you planning on watching/reading death note at one point bc it would be great to see what you think
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the only character i need to know is light yagami and i think knowing nothing else about death note has granted me secret knowledge about light yagami so profound that actually reading or watching the source material would otherwise nerf my powers
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wayward-sherlock · 2 months
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hey wayli!!! congrats on getting into your dream school you deserve it 🤍 i was just wondering, ik you said close to me updates would be delayed until january so i was just wondering, do you have a rough estimate on when they’ll start up again ? definitely no rush or anything, i js love the story and was wondering 🫶🏽
hi there! thank you so much hehe 💗
i’m actually going to use this ask as a platform to make an announcement: the close to me update schedule is basically going to be ignored for the remainder of the fic. both kaia and i are ridiculously busy this second semester, and updating the fic and art every two weeks is just too much for us right now. im also experiencing a little bit of writer’s block re: ctm, so im not far enough ahead on the chapters to be comfortable posting again just yet 💔
this DOES NOT mean that we are abandoning ctm; we both still love it and the universe that we’ve created! it’s just going to take a little bit longer to finish than we anticipated 💗 thank you (and everyone else) for being patient up until we felt comfortable making this announcement, and we hope to see you all on ao3 again soon!!
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playtimepalace · 5 months
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YOURE a bunny/puppy/kittyboy thing, IM a bunny/puppy/kittyboy thing, you should totally let me mount you and just go fuckin ham like- clawing at you and fucking you w the urgency of a desperately horny rabbit until my dogknot starts swelling, but i don't wanna stop thrusting bc feeling my hips slapping against your thighs feels so good so i keep moving, forcing my knot in and out of you and making an absolute mess of our thighs with my cum and your slick. like, who cares if that "defeats the purpose of the knot" or "my cum is going to waste"? with how my brain would be just swimming with the primal need to breed you, i could would fuck you so many times NOBODY could question whether id dumped enough of my cum into you to make you mine <3
i think just getting NEAR you could send me into heat in a way I didn't even know was possible, just knowing what you want from me and how hungrily you'll take it would flip a switch in my brain!! panting and presenting for you in every way i can think of- spread out on my back, wrapping shaky limbs around you as we settle into a mating press, or on my knees, dropping my head down, ass up, so both hands can spread myself open more for you, or bending myself over every surface I can see so you can take me from behind, throwing myself at you, balancing enough just up on my knees over you that you can pound into me from below while as reclined as you like- and oh, you'll have me sobbing for it, choked desperate pleas every time you slam into me, seeing stars and knowing there's desperate relief on the horizon, hell, I wouldn't have a lick of control over it, cumming without warning and sinking my nails into you, shifting so you can rut in deeper and wailing with a mix of glee and overstimulation until your perfect doggy knot knocks all the breath from my lungs... when I first start to feel it swell i might panic, scramble against any surface or claw at your back, arms, shoulders, but there's no way I could escape it, and truly, there's no way I could want to escape it, not when the pain-pleasure of that fat knot keeps getting shoved in and out of me on your whim, the sounds of forcing my hole to take it obscene but barely heard over my cries, not when you've spilled into me so much our thighs are soaked and the slam of our hips splatters cum and slick from I don't even know how many orgasms up to our bellies, not when I realize you're just not stopping, and any fear that it's too much, any panic that it's too big, too fast, it all morphs into renewed hunger, into broken pleas for more, to quiet thankyouthankyouthankyous every time you flood my insides, drunk off your knot and swimming in bliss at how claimed I've become. And when you finally tire I'll clench my puffy cunt around you, sloppy and stretched around the shape of you, but still my body milks you for more even once I'm long past most coherent thought, all I know now is that I'm yours, and I'd feel so, so empty without you 💙
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hier--soir · 5 months
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jess! how is ALP5 going! can we still expect it today? love you xxx
non! what a coincidence, i also love you
probably not today anymore unfortunately - it’s going well!! but there’s one final bit that i’m still fiddling with and i had a writing break and ended up watching an ep of a show that nudged me gently into an anxiety attack earlier lol so i closed the word doc for the rest of today🧍🏼‍♀️
ANYWAYS i’d guess it’ll be up tomorrow (monday) or maybe i’ll surprise you earlier who bloody knows folks (edit: or it could be tuesday i’ve decided i don’t wanna stress myself out over a timeframe ily x)
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frecklydork · 2 months
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“Keri!!” Ken bursts through the doors, rushing over to leap over the counter to enwrap you in a tight hug, lifting you off your feet.
You try to scold him - how many times have you told him he can’t…
“I’ve come to take my sweet girl on a little date!”
Do that right in the middle of a shift.
Already he’s dragging you out the door, hiding behind a large brick pillar to sneak a kiss.
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WHAT IF I CRIED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OOGOHGOGGH ANON THIS IS SO 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺💕💓💖💖💗💖💗💗💓💓💞💕💕💕💟💝💘💕💕💕 OOOGOGHHGGH??????? HWHUUHUHU???? WUHUHHUWHUHUH I LOVE HIM MORE THAN ANYTHING!!!!!!!! 😭😭😭😭💕💝💞💞💗💗💓💟💝💝💕💖💖 THAT'S THE CUTEST SCENARIO IN THE WORLD OMFG THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU EVEN REMEMBERED HE CALLS ME HIS SWEET GIRL 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
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augustinewrites · 6 months
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🍈 for ur ask game ^-^
🍈 — who’s your blorbo and what are some of your favorite headcanons/ideas about them that repeatedly show up in your fics? free pass to rant about blorbo opinions.
already did one for gojo so now we’re moving onto alhaitham 😌
1. that he’s got this very blunt, sarcastic, and concise way of speaking. he doesn’t mince words or sugar coat, but not because he’s being rude! he just tells it like it is
2. that he would fall for someone with an akademiya background. not just bcs i’m a slut for the coworkers to lovers trope, but i think he needs someone who could challenge him intellectually and put him in his place (you can tell i love this trope bcs it’s in all my alhaitham fics hehe)
3. he is so smart, yet so incredibly dense. when you flirt with him for the first time he knows what you’re doing but hasn’t read enough romance novels to know how to reciprocate. you just wanna shake him and go, loosen ur vaccuum sealed shirt and let the blood flow back into ur brain sir!!!
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takami-takami · 4 months
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thinking about post-war!Keigo where everything remains the same. Except his wings don't grow back. Everything repairs itself, everything changes back gradually to what it was before but his wings remain the same. Don't remain, rather. It's funny how slow he is, still not adjusted to all of this, given the very purpose of his existence lies in his ability to be fast. Doesn't matter that the reason for his speed is non-existent now. He's a hero, right? Heroes don't cry.
Heroes don't sob over their now-gone cause of existence.
Heroes don't just randomly forget they lost their wings one night, too busy staring at their lover's back with lost, blank eyes. Unaware of his woefully blank amber eyes, you lay beside him in his bed, which feels uncomfortably large now. Another form of failure that hurt his eyes if he didn't already have enough tears streaming down his ugly, scarred face silently, every time he had to begrudgingly look at himself in the mirror. Your attempts and pleas at spooning him tonight were hushed by his silent gaze. Please let me be useful, they pleaded. You gave up. Now gathered in his arms, both of you felt safe.
So safe that he forgot his empty back for a second. As instinct would have it, his back muscles flexed to move his wings to wrap around you. Closed amber eyes and a fuzzy head full of comfort hampered his worries and woes. His mind was too far gone in your soft to register the fact that he had been trying to do this for quite some time now. Unsuccessful attempts forced him to come back to reality. Body writhing, his eyes opened suddenly, wide and full of shock. His hands froze. Keigo slowly comprehended his actions. His eyes felt wet. Awoken by his movements, your body shifted in a frenzy as you turned to face him, eyes open but vision foggy from residual sleep. Out of pure instinct, you cupped his tear-stricken face as you tried hard to understand what the fuck was going on, the best your foggy mind could. His posture and expression worsened.
"Kei', honey, you okay? Kei', talk to me. Wh-" He fell to your chest hard. And bawled like a fucking child. Fists gripped the fabric of your shirt as he sobbed and cried, for god knows how long. You held him with equal force and gently rocked his body, despite a slight understanding of his sudden breakdown. To an extent, you were aware it was because of his wings, with the way he clutched your backside and felt it like it was his own. Whispering soft coos and sweet nothings into his hair continued for a while and near screaming and sobbing turned into silent cries. Eventually, he calmed down. Sensing his discomfort and heavy breathing, you combed your hands gently through his blond locks.
"I love you Kei', you know that right?" No response. Just faint nodding. You suppose that would do for now. uhh hey there V! Call me Rakuyou. This is my first time writing something like this. I've always admired people like you who can express their feelings in words so seamlessly and perfectly. I find Hawks' character quite admirable and well-written, and I most definitely don't gush over the boy every fucking moment. And as for this piece, I'd love to know some tips to write him well and some writing tips that you may wanna share. This might be a Wattpad-level fic at best, but I gave my best. Lemme know your thoughts on this one. I love Keigo and your work!
-Love, Rakuyou. (Crawls into a black hole and dies.)
I ... I do not have words for this. This knocked on my heart like it was a door and said "actually nevermind I'm coming in anyway" and smashed it to pieces on the way in.
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subskz · 1 year
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thoughtsies on who is more of like a quiet moaner in bed and who fucking just yells and screams and cries and moans (changbin)
changbin huh 🤭 i have to agree hehe and i think chan, jisung, n hyunjin fall into that category w him…they’re so ridiculously loud it’s almost funny (chan especially 😭)
minho could be very quiet if he wanted to! he’s able to control himself a lil better than the others and hold back those angelic moans of his whether out of self conciousness or just to mess w you -_-; i think seungmo is on the quieter side too…even at his loudest it comes out so gentle and soft 🥰 as for innie i think he’d be pretty loud in terms of gasps and heavy breathing but his moans may not be as loud~
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enkvyu · 7 months
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“thank god getou is facing away from you, or he'd tease you for the bright red painting your cheeks.”
Take a look at @will0waesthetic pinned post.
if u want me to change the phrase then i can do that easily bc its not a big deal n i honestly dont care but js ask me next time instead of being condescending LOL
anyway thanks for bringing that to my attention, ill keep that in mind when im writing in the future
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planetary · 1 year
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this is just me coming in to say your neptune rambles are SO good. glad to see someone else who's burdened with the knowledge of how tragic neptune's character actually is when you think abt her too much
oh yeah for sure i feel like she gets overlooked a lot for the very reason that she should be looked at More. shes not as easily relatable as the other two so she gets passed off as two-dimensional.. and she knows that. she already expects everyone to turn on her and decide shes the worst of them before the night’s even begun. venus wants to be seen, jupiter wants to be touched, and neptune wants to sink into the blackened waters of the lake and avoid all the eyes and hands that chase her everywhere else.
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casualhedonists · 4 months
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whens part three coming out ? im literally dying 😭😭
hey anon, i’ve just had a death in the family, i’ll be back soon as i’m able! <3
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