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exmorphic · 18 days

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Let me reciprocate a bit, an ask for an ask if you will.

What are your top 5 games of all time?

Oh god that would have to be:

1. Nier (hot 2b and the music of the game is top tier)

2. Crash Bandicoot (I grew up playing it)

3. Pokemon Silver or Gold (Johto is the best region can't tell me twice)

4. Overwatch (atm it is what I'm playing a lot lately)

5. Assassin Creed Odyssey (I love the graphics of this game and appreciate the work that made me really feel like I was in olden Greece and the Roman empire)

#asks #kintsugi-dream #mutuals #thank you for sending one #you didn't have to but i appreciate it 😭❤️

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lorenlily · 1 year

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song opinion - sad beautiful tragic is overrated

i do not agree with this! i barely see anyone talk about it actually

....i guess because it's slow some people wouldn't want to listen to it all the time BUT for me i really really love it!!!

send me song opinons so i can react lol

#lol I just deleted the post because I didn't think anyone was gonna send an ask #thank you for sending one #what becomes of curious minds*

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forbelobog · 11 months

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“ let me save you. just this once. ”

[ from sampo ! ]

protective sentence starters // selectively accepting

to say gepard had pride to wound wouldn't have been an accurate statement, as pride could be considered a selfish emotion. one that stemmed from his own personal sense of satisfaction, of belonging and purpose. and gepard landau hadn't been selfish from the moment he picked up his shield. everything he is and will be has been for belobog. even the situation he finds himself in now, in the unfamiliar underworld - the geomarrow mines no less - suffering a wound he no doubt took to shield another, had been for the good of belobog. his personal creed helps, too - accepting assistance, relying on others you trusted was how bonds worked. it was how any good unit worth their salt could keep the entire company alive.

so it isn't pride gepard feels wounded along with his broken rib as sampo koski offers a hand to him, but something adjacent to it. does he trust this man? no. but there's something else, too. something that makes him want to shield himself from those eyes, keeping the con man from seeing the captain as anything other than sturdy, and resolute. as if sampo cared, but still...the urge to be reliable is heavier than normal.

but he has no choice. whatever explosive sampo set off cleared the way for now, but there is no telling how long they have before their exit closes up again. gepard stares at the hand outstretched to him for a moment, back up to that...charismatic face which holds a little concern even gepard can see, before captain just grunts, and reaches up to take it.

"we have a perimeter set up that way," he points once standing, though he leans heavily on sampo as he does so. his pain tolerance is high, but he knows not to aggravate the injury further, "i won't ask just what in preservation's name you were doing down here if you can get us both out quickly." // @astrcls

#( ( answered #astrcls #HI HERE U GO #THANK YOU FOR SENDING ONE #sampo being the hero #who'd have thot

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bakvrue · 1 year

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orange

He was the reason I started reading blue lock actually lmaoo its the bakugou cut isn't it

#thank you for sending one #hehehe #🍥.rumi

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merryfortune · 1 year

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You give of an orange color to me.

Aww thank you

#what colour do i give off #asks #thank you for sending one #whiteclericmaris

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desperate-baitmeat · 3 months

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Dad told me he had an extra special dessert for me tonight. Just come see him at night when Mom’s gone to bed and I can have it. After I hear the door to their room close, I know she’s in bed, and I sneak downstairs. I am so excited to see Dad waiting for me!

“I made us some Daddy-daughter brownies,” he says gently, “just for us to share tonight while we watch your favourite movie, sweetie.”

I thank him and take the biggest looking piece off the plate as we settle onto the couch and turn the tv on. After 30 minutes sitting together watching the movie, i start feeling kind of strange.

“Dad, my body feels weird and I can’t focus on the movie anymore,” I whine.

He tells me not to worry and how much he’s enjoying our movie night together. He brings the plate over and offers,

“Have another brownie, kiddo. That should help you feel better.”

While eating more, I vaguely notice Dad’s hand caressing my leg under the blanket. He probably just likes spending time with his daughter..nothing to worry about.

As the movie continues, he gently runs his fingers up my inner thigh, getting closer and closer to my pussy.

Now anxious and having a hard time gathering my thoughts, I ask him, “Dad, what are you doing?”

“Shhh sweetheart, I just want you to feel good,” he replies softly as his hand finds the top of my pjs and slips under the waistband.

His fingers reach my clit and he starts delicately playing with it under his fingertips. I don’t know what to do other than sit there and let his hands touch my body. Soon he grabs my hand and leads it under the blanket, reaching towards his legs. I feel his hard bulge under his pants as he uses my hand to rub himself.

“You’re such a good girl for me,” he praises while putting my hand inside his pants. “Show me how much you love me, sweetheart, rub Daddy’s cock for him.”

Frozen in place and feeling warm and fuzzy in my head from his fingers continuous stimulation, I wrap my delicate hand around his thick cock and start moving up and down. As soon as my hand starts in motion, his fingers move further into my pjs and find the entrance of my pussy. He feels how wet he’s made me and laughs softly.

“Is Dad making your little cunt feel nice?” He asks.

I barely know what’s happening anymore more. I’m just focused on doing what Dad says and getting through our movie night. My nod indicating a yes makes him smile.

“I’m not going to be able to sit still very long, kiddo. Don’t you feel how happy you’re making me?”

He pulls my hand away from him and gets up from the couch. He’s got a more serious look on his face as he says,

“This might not make your cunt feel as nice, sweetie, but I really can’t help myself right now. Lay back on the couch for me and just relax, okay?”

#1cky daddy #1cky daughter #1cky d@d #cnc drugging #dad k!nk #thank you to anyone who reads this I hope it’s enjoyable to at least one person #and if you want to continue with the scenario you already know you can send me messages

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x-knighthood · 1 year

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(🍀 CLOVER - do they believe in luck? are they lucky?)

Luck? Being on his side? It's less likely than you think! Graham has to be about the most unluckiest kid in Daventry. From being swindled into buying fake tickets, to falling off cliffs at the most inconvenient of times. It's safe to say , no... no he does NOT believe in luck. Strange how he keeps finding helpful items on his journey to then apply to in-context problems..... definitely not luck.

#strange how point and click adventures be .....#THANK YOU FOR SENDING ONE

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timothvy · 1 month

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proof of life picture

#thanks steph for sending it to the groupchat!#not like alfred is apart of THAT one you sent it to so he will be getting a talking to about being present and communicating if you’re alive #dc #tim drake #my art #batfam #art #dc comics #red robin #red robin fanart #tim drake fanart #dc comics fanart #dcu

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not-so-rosyyy · 3 months

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TOM HOLLAND in Prada at the 29th Critics' Choice Awards

#thanks to everyone who sent me links!#keep sending if you find some good ones and i'll see if they're hq enough to gif #tom holland #critics choice awards #tomhollandnet #tomhollandedit #the crowded room #spideycentral #mancandykings #marveldaily #marvel cast #marvelcastedit #mcufam #mensource #dailymen #dailymenedit #flawlesscelebs #flawlessgentlemen #*mine: gifs

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groovyace · 22 days

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oh oh oh about the doodle ask maybe Red Hood Jason interacting with Robin jason who he (maybe just) rescued? ( Feel free to ignore this if it's weird )

Here it is!! Not at all as poetic as one would hope 😭

[ Little Jason: "Why do you look like that?" (What the fuck does B FEED me in the future?) <- terrified) ]

#jason todd #redhood #robin #batfam #batfamily #batman #dc comics #dc #THANK YOU FOR THE ASKKK #Asks #i am still taking requests #send one my way if ur feeling brave #thefridge

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haunthouse · 8 months

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"the $109 bed bath and beyond clown cat can't hurt you"

$109 bed bath and beyond clown cat:

he's my new best friend

#kaylee.txt #uhhh #clowns /#i'm actually very charmed by him and if he was not $109 but perhaps $19 i would be buying one #thank you to my friend riley for sending this to the groupchat. i'll be thinking about it forever #halloween

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stevebabey · 2 months

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uhm shyly comes into your inbox to give a steve idea :’)

finding him so so so pretty in that stupid dark blue polo, not being able to really look at him properly. it’s tight against his chest and stomach which makes him look delicious, wanting to be devoured really. he’s simply so pretty. worst thing is: he fucking knows it. so he’s cocky about it and teasing, it’s never relenting. he loves it and honestly so do you.

(feel free to ignore!)

trying to get my steve groove back on!!! thank u for sending something nonnie!! a lil bit of shy!reader <3 just a blurb too

Steve doesn’t know it’s a favourite of yours.

One of his polos fits his chest pretty perfectly if anyone asks your opinion. It’s that nice navy colour that looks good against his tan skin, with a bold stripe of white through the middle. A little plain but classic.

It hugs his biceps snugly and stretches ever so slightly over his chest. At the right angle, you can see the definition of his pecs and it’s awfully good at reminding you of what they look like with no shirt on at all.

The thought makes you fluster a bit.

He’s got plenty of polos but this one— this is your favourite. And he’s wearing it tonight, on Valentine’s day, and now you’re not quite sure you’ve been as slick with your wandering eyes as you hoped.

Across the booth, Steve smiles at you, his lashes kissing in the corner. He reaches up to scratch at the back of his neck and your eyes zero in on the bulge of his bicep instantly.

Steve’s smiles melts into a grin, a tad wicked.

Yeah, okay, maybe he does know it’s your favourite.

You fluster again. Something nudges at your foot under the table, right as Steve says, “What?”

He’s teasing. He definitely knows what.

“Stop,” you murmur, on the side of embarrassed. “You know what.”

Steve smiles again and drops his arm, thankfully, only to fold them and lean forward on the table. It does wonders for his arms, especially in that shirt. Damn that shirt. Damn him. He’s evil.

“Do I know what?” He pretends to muse thoughtfully.

He tilts his pretty head to the side just an inch. His eyes stay locked on you, drinking up every second your flustered reaction. You’re beautiful, even more so when you get all embarrassed about liking him.

“Steve.”

“What?”

“I will not be responsible for any further inflation of your ego, thank you very much.” You mumble it as you take a sip of your soda, eyes on the table. Why is it so terrible to have him know you were leering at him?

Steve laughs loudly. He finally slides his arms back and off the table, giving you a temporary relief.

“You’re the only one who can inflate my ego, actually.” Steve counters, his brows raising. He steals a fry off your plate and chews it slowly.

You eye him over your cup, skeptical.

“What do you mean?”

“Well,” He shrugs, swallowing his food. He takes a sip of his own milkshake, oh-so casual when he says, “Your opinion is the only one that really matters to me anyways.”

He grins across the table at you, a more mischievous shine in his eyes.

“Why do you think I picked this shirt?”

You’re equal parts mortified and enthralled at what he’s said. In your surprise, you accidentally inhale a bit of your soda and it burns as it goes down the wrong way— you cough awkwardly to clear it. Okay, less equal, more mortified now.

It’s your turn to ask. “What?”

Steve nudges your foot under the table again, teasing and flirting all in one. His pink lips curve into that grin that makes your heart flip flop— and there’s even a slight pink tinge to his cheeks. As though he’s also endeared but embarrassed by your attention.

“It’s your favourite.”

“It’s—” You splutter and for some reason, decide to lie. “No, it’s not!”

“Yes, it is!”

“No, it’s—” You pivot mid-sentence. “Who told you?”

Steve laughs again, that big loud belly-laugh where his cheeks get all chipmunk-y cos he’s grinning so hard. When he stops laughing enough to talk, he’s reaching across the table. You’re not quick enough to pretend to avoid his hand as he snags it with his own.

“Baby,” he says. “Nobody had to tell me. I could just tell.”

Somehow when he says it like that, when he calls you baby in a voice all sticky with fondness, it doesn’t seem like such a bad thing at all.

You nudge him back under the table and sip your sofa again to try think of something to say. He knows what you look like when you love something. How terrifying. How intimate.

Another sip of soda. Steve rubs his thumb over the back of your hand, content to gaze you. His view is sweet enough he must have cartoon hearts circling above his head.

You can’t think of anything to say in the end, so you just squeeze his hand and nudge his foot again — and trust that he’ll just be able to tell what you mean.

#this was fun! thank u so much for sending one #it was a challenge to make something go with it #i’m feeling very into new relationship getting used to each other jitters <3 #ruby writes steve #steve x reader #steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x reader blurb #steve harrington x you #steve x you #a baby baby blurb :) enjoy !

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reegis · 3 months

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hi since you have out on the brain and i wont be inflicting it on you here's a headcanon of mine:

after nastya leaves, aurora stops talking entirely