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buggachat · 2 years
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Part 131 of my bakery “enemies” au!
fun fact! I was going to add another panel to the beginning of this part, but my computer kept crashing. so um. pretend something like this is there:
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Kofi
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spidernuggets · 3 months
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Jason Todd is the kind of loser boyfriend who would think that a guy who blasts a boombox or play a guitar while singing a love song outside their s/o's bedroom window is the cringiest, cliche thing ever, BUT, if he hears you say, even as a joke, that that is something that you want to happen, be sure to expect him standing outside your window with his electric guitar (that he canonically plays) singing to Taylor Swift or something
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yugiohz · 1 year
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the sillies
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pcktknife · 4 months
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I am simultaneously the luckiest and unluckiest fucker ever I can't believe this
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uncanny-tranny · 6 months
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Quick fiber arts tip: if you're knitting or crocheting or anything, get a book light. I've got one set up right behind me when I crochet, and it's so bright in a way that my lamp never is. It's made crocheting on darker yarns much easier, and I find that it strains my eyes less because I don't have to focus so hard on what I'm doing because I can actually see what I'm doing.
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zellk · 2 months
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Forgot to share here.... old doodles of when I finally came around to finding a design I like for Qalaari's mom !!
#it's so fucking funny to me that i inadvertently gave her a variant of the “mom about to die” haircut because... well...#surprise... she did die when Qalaa was young (12) :'^)#Qalaa (now between 20 and 22) still hasn't gotten over it#her mom had really weak health and really shouldn't have had a child but she made her choice#it turned out to be not the best one for her health LMAO#who wouldve thunk#but hey she wanted it and i'm pretty sure she doesn't regret it#but well... Qalaa does feel like she was a participant in her mom's death#(the other participant being her biological father who ran away before she was born and shattered aamira's heart)#ANYWAYS#i love qalaa's messed up familly#it's like a regular messed up story where actually no one (and everyone) is to blame (except Qalaa lmao she asked for NOTHING)#Aaamira gave so so much love to her child ;;;;;; this built the unbreakable core of Qalaa's kindness#aamira#aamira croquelune#aamira molandine#croquelune#still thinking about making that potentiel small DnD 'lore addon' of Qalaa's village that you can take and plug in your very own campaign#as long as you have 'far from civilization' woods or mountains you can put them in there#a village that welcomes the 'monsters' and the cast out#(like aamira)#look at me rambling in the tags lmao i just love qalaari (& her background) so much#last thing tho : you have to understand that Aamira is small and very slight and Qalaari was a HUGE baby and is a really big girl overall
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mail-me-a-snail · 9 months
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i want netrunners who look physically SICK and FUCKED UP. i want netrunners who spend hours plugged into the net and forget to eat/exist as a human being and have trouble regulating their own body temperatures without the netrunning jumpsuit and i want that to be EVIDENT.
i want cyberpunk to be GROTESQUE!!!!! NO MORE CLEANLINESS!!!! NO MORE SCRUBBED CLEAN AGONIES!!!!!!!!!!
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“Don’t become so open-minded your brain falls out” applies to conspiracy theories, too.
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iteveit · 4 months
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This girly and her everlasting love in the form of cherishing her memories and mourning for her loved ones for as long as she lives, she will be the death of me
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owlsie-hoot · 4 months
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Comfort and support // hands // Siegfried & Audrey (poem)
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oliviartist · 2 months
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I know we joke about church’s being put inside of convince stores and what not but I’m genuinely curious how common it is
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uncanny-tranny · 7 months
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If you mess with somebody's mobility/life-preserving aid and all you got was yelled at by the disabled person in question, just know you got off easy. Fucking with somebody's aid can easily become a matter of life-or-death, so you have to understand why somebody would "lash out" about that.
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bougiebutchbitch · 1 year
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I have. no words
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hyunpic · 3 months
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werdyle · 8 months
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i can’t stop. expect more soon
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theragethatisdesire · 9 months
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CONGRATS ON THE 1000 FOLLOWERS!! YOU DESERVE IT A LOT!!
could i request plug!eren with 13?
thank you so much!! have a very nice day/night!!
HIIII angel thank you so much!!! you may absolutely request plug!eren with 13 i love him
i think the prompt works very well with fluff, but honestly, i came up with something smutty and funny so i'm going to go with that
nsfw below the cut <3
"Eren? You home?" You drop your keys unceremoniously on the counter, looking eagerly around for your boyfriend.
You've been gone for the last week to a literary conference in a city three hours away, too long to commute every morning so you ended up with a hotel room. Six days for most couples isn't too long, but for you and Eren? You don't think you've gone twenty-four hours without him inside of you since you became official.
"Baby? That you?" Eren appears around the corner, bare-chested and low-hanging sweatpants hugging his hips.
You don't think you'll ever get used to how gorgeous he is, tall, dark, and mean-looking, but with the sweetest heart you've ever had the privilege of knowing. A slow grin spreads across your face that mirrors the one he's sporting, and you leap into his arms without a second thought.
"Missed you so much," Eren smiles into the wet kiss you plant on him.
"Missed you more," you giggle against his lips, wrapping your legs around his waist, "thought about you every day."
"I could tell," Eren hums, a little groan escaping him as you kiss down his neck, "all those nasty texts you were sending me?"
"Hey," you pout, pulling back to face him as he carries you over to the couch, "you sent them right back."
"Of course I did," Eren concedes, mouthing at the sensitive spot below your ear, "couldn't stop thinking about the day you'd get back and I could taste that sweet little pussy again."
A broken whimper slips past your lips, and you grind down into his lap, realizing just how needy you've been for him over the last week. The sexting was hardly more than a tease of the real thing; Eren's more than just "good" in bed, he's a menace, never stopping until you're practically shoving and kicking him off you. Then again, sometimes even that doesn't work.
You rock your hips steadily against his clothed, already-hard cock, moaning far too easily as he holds you to him, kissing you with so much force you swear your lips may already be bruising.
"Feels so fucking good," Eren growls against your mouth, "take what you want, baby, I'm all yours."
"Eren," you sigh, rolling your hips faster, "missed you so much."
Hardly two minutes have ticked by, Eren's hands pawing at your body, you panting into his mouth desperately, before he grabs your hips hard and stills you, a broken moan leaking out into your mouth.
"Fuck," Eren looks down at his crotch, face turning a deep shade of red. You follow his gaze to find a wet patch on his sweatpants, and your eyes flick back up to him, jaw slightly ajar in shock.
"You came?" You can't help but giggle at him, at how flustered he gets.
"Of course I came, it's you and it's been a fucking week," Eren chuckles despite his embarrassment, nipping at your jaw, "I'm sorry, baby, I couldn't help it. Just missed you so much."
"That's not very gentlemanly of you," you chastise him, an airy laugh leaving your lips as Eren smacks your ass.
"Don't tease me," he says, grinning, "I've got a mouth and two fingers with your name on them. You'll get yours, don't you worry."
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