y'all know how crazy and excited jiseok gets on his guitar? (this is just a small example, HAVE YALL SEEN HIS SUCKER PUNCH FANCAM IN THAILAND? i'm not okay.)
imagine him fucking you with that same energy, that same smile, though not only is it filled with happiness and passion, but also an evil sense. he loves slamming himself into you with no mercy, your choked moans and whimpers having no set pattern. sometimes they'd be loud as hell, other times you couldn't get anything out. with every snap of his hips, the idea of him and nothing else filled your head, him constantly whispering in your ear how you're his and only his, both praise and degrading comments slipping out of his lips with his own loud moans and groans as he bites your earlobe. you guys would go all night long, him not letting you catch a break. not to mention the inhumane speed he'd thrust into you, LAWD. he could stay hard all night long at just the thought of you. it keeps him so energized and the moans you let out make him wanna give you endless pleasure. during and afterwards, he'd tease you about it, but the aftercare would be amazing since he loves showing you how much he cares about you. the night would end with his arms wrapped around you tight, telling you how good you were and how you mean the world to him, how he'd die for you and do anything in his power to keep you safe and happy after cleaning you up, giving you a glass of water and some food if you want it, one of his tshirts, not to mention the biggest, warmest hug. though you've been with multiple people, none of them make you see stars the way jiseok does, no one does anything like jiseok does for you. i'm not alright.
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thinking about. Ariel getting to Skyhold and. and she's like. yes, this is the woman i love. she has more edges but so do i. oh no i'm not the same. what if she doesn't love me i'm not the same.
i'm. i'm fine.
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Well I just had the sushi, and now I'm eating popcorn.
To date, I'd trade it all for one dark wish.
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Also increasingly aware that a LOT of people "manage" getting through the 40+ hour work week by sleeping less than is healthy and relying on stimulants like coffee and energy drinks to keep them going.
For people who are unwilling or unable to do this...work really does just dominate your life. Like we really should not have to rely on unhealthy practices just to have a social life or keep on top of housework or whatever.
I know I post about this a lot but I'm so TIRED all the time and it's just so depressing that this is how we're expected to spend the one life we have.
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lead balloon (the tumblr post that saved me)
if this comic resonated with you, it would mean the world to me if you donated to this palestinian family's escape fund.
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no creative notes because this isn't that kind of comic.
I know I don’t owe any of you anything but I still felt compelled to write about my long term absence. And I feel far enough away from the dangerous spot I was in to be able to make this comic. I have a therapist now, and she agreed that making this could be a very cathartic gesture, and the start of properly leaving these thoughts behind me. I am still, at seemingly random times, blindsided by fleeting desires to kill myself. They’re always passing urges, but it’s disarming, and uncomfortable. I worry sometimes that my brain’s spent so long thinking only about suicide that it’s forgotten how to think about anything else. Like, now that I've opened that door for myself, I'll never be able to fully shut it again. But I’m trying my best to encourage my mind in other directions. We'll see how that goes.
I am still donating all proceeds from my store to Palestinian causes. So far, I've donated over $15K, not including donations coming from my own pocket or the fundraising streams which jointly raised around $10K. In the time since I made my initial post about where this money would be going, the focus has shifted from aid organisations to directly donating to escape funds.
If you'd like to do the same, you can look at Operation Olive Branch, which hosts hundreds of Palestinian escape funds or donate to Safebow, which has helped facilitate the safe crossing and securing of important medical procedures for over 150 at-risk palestinians since the beginning of the genocide.
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[images ID: three images of a comic titled "one must imagine sisyphus happy" by druid-for-hire. it is a visual narrative beginning with someone with wrist pain (depicted by bright orange nerves) working at a drafting table. the reader is shown the same wrist as the person uses it for many everyday tasks such as carrying a grocery basket, pushing elevator buttons, typing, and doing dishes, until the pain dissolves all the panels into chaos. the person then performs several physical therapy exercises until the pain subsides. they sit back down at a desk with their laptop, sigh, and begin typing. a small spark of pain reappears. end id]
a fun little piece i made during the semester and submitted into our school comic anthology! (which you can buy at the Static Fish table at MoCCAFest in NYC ;] ). it's about artists and injury
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Oh nooooo I'm in love with the aussie pic 🥰
That picture is actually making me go insane
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older-boyfriend könig headcannons ...
cw: large age gap (20s-50s), corruption, superiority and authority kink.
older boyfriend!könig can be so horrible. since he's older, wiser, and much stronger with more experience under his belt, he believes he should have control and authority over your pleasure. any sex toys? thrown away, or hidden out of reach. call him ‘old-fashioned’, but he believes a man should always be in charge of your pleasure.
he especially enjoys corrupting you. during your first time together, he found himself achingly hard as he showed you how a real man would pleasure his girlfriend, not some silly college frat.
your cunt latching and clenching around his fat girth, your tits perky and nipples hardened with arousal. he fucked you ‘til he was aching and tired, watching his greedy girl bounce on his cock excitedly, becoming addicted to the experience könig had and how well he fucked you.
“aren’t you a sweetheart...” könig grunted lowly, his large hand thrown over his eyes as he dragged your hips back and forth lazily, letting you bounce on him as his back was getting sore and stiff. “scheiße, du bist so ein dummes mädchen, kleine maus. du bist so unerfahren…”
older boyfriend!könig who throat trains you. since you're so inexperienced and new to this stuff, könig took matters into his own hands. one large, calloused and scarred hand cupping the back of your head, pushing you down onto his leaking, drooling shaft, listening and degrading you for gagging so loudly.
“weak, my little bunny...” you whimper, cries muffled, your struggle evident as you push at his hips desperately through weeps and pain, tears running down your cheeks. you take his length so, so deep, that when könig wraps his hand around your throat, he can feel himself bulging out. he throws his head back with his breathing hot and exhausted, addicted to feel the feeling of your struggle and nervousness.
just relax, tilt your head back, and let the older gentleman ruin train your throat.
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