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nalu-trashytrash · 10 days
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so i had a vision
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30-3am · 9 months
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i have been thinking about cockwarming with jamie since 8am. specifically cockwarming in public (bear with me).
i’m picturing 90s james, no specific 90s year but just 90s. you’re all out at a bar after a show, you sat on james’s lap in a booth, the both of you slightly tipsy.
everyone else was dispersed around the bar and james was being particularly…handsy. he had an arm around your middle, fingers occasionally stroking just below your bra, the other hand gripping your thigh, hiking your skirt up dangerously high.
when his lips finally found your neck, kissing up to your jaw, you knew your were in trouble.
“what are you doing.” you’d mutter, a hand around his wrist as it slipped underneath your skirt.
he wouldn’t reply, kissing your neck again and silently pushing you into him so you could feel how hard he was.
“there’s people around.” you’d attempt to protest but his hand would be gripping your breast through your bra, trying to find your nipple so he could run a thumb over it.
“and?” he’d bite the skin of your neck and remove his hand from your thigh, pushing you forwards a bit so he could toy with his belt buckle.
“james?” you’d question.
“everyone’s too drunk to care, baby. just relax.” he’d pull your back flush against his chest and he’d hiss as you grazed his erection, cock now free of its confines.
“someone might see.” you’d say as he slipped a hand under your skirt and pulled your panties aside, slowly beginning to circle your clit.
“not like i’m gonna move.” then he’d tighten his hold on you, placing a kiss to your shoulder. “not like you’re gonna move either.”
he’d slowly guide you off his lap, you hovering just above his thigh. he’d push your skirt up and admire your ass, panties askew and wetness glistening under the low light. then, he’d pull you down on his cock, sheathing himself inside of you.
“shhh.” he’d say as you whimpered, feeling the stretch as he filled you. “there you go.”
you’d be sat back down on his lap, fingers gripping into his thighs as he smoothed your skirt down, covering the two of you.
“jamie.” you’d whine, trying to create some friction as you squirmed in his lap.
he’d grip you tight, lips against your ears as he whispered:
“don’t move.”
“but-.”
“don’t. move.” it was a warning to be complied and you sat still in his lap, breathing heavily and trying to ignore the feel of his dick reaching deep inside of you, teasing you every time he adjusted his position.
“you want another drink, baby?” he’d be talking to you so casually, loving the way your chest heaved up and down and the way he could feel your wetness dripping between your thighs.
and then, someone would come over. and you’d freeze, your cheeks heating up as you sipped on lukewarm beer and tried to calm down.
“hey, man.” james would say, rubbing circles into the tops of your thighs.
it became even harder to contain yourself when he subtly jerked his hips up. you choked on your drink and he gave you a confused look.
“you alright?” bastard.
“yeah.” you’d managed to get out, praying that you’d be left alone soon.
a light conversation would befall the three of you, you remaining slightly passive, only replying in short answers.
you’d let out a huge sigh of relief when james said “i think we’re gonna get going soon,” and downed the rest of his drink.
he’d only stand when the person was gone and he could remove himself from you discreetly.
then he fucks you against the wall, amen 🙏
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rhinozilla · 1 year
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Hob: “See, I was correct back in 1889. You HAVE changed.”
Dream: “...Perhaps.”
Hob: “You’ve had a...metaMORPHEUS.”
Dream: *regretting telling Hob his name* “Sister, you can take him now.”
Death: *laughing* “Are you kidding? He’s invited to the next family dinner!”
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i-am-darth-feanor · 1 year
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Adolin: You don't think I can get married because I'm a man?
Shallan: No, I don't think you can get married because you're in full Shardplate.
Renarin: For what it's worth, I don't think Kaladin could get married in Shardplate either.
Kaladin: Perhaps not, but I'd make a Radiant Knight.
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restlessreveries · 1 year
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“I am not an AU person” I tell myself, looking in the mirror.
“I don’t do AUs that completely changes the setting” I say, gritting my teeth, trying to convince myself of this.
“I do not-” I look at the damn prompt list again, tears running down my face, the Florist Au finds a foothold in my weakness for puns and bad jokes. I am lost.
I just. Goddamnit. Florist AU, Sol’s name. I can’t NOT.
Sym being friends with Dys, lonely Dys who Sym thinks really needs more friends. And then one day he’s like “You know, maybe you’d be happier if your apartment was a bit livelier. There’s a lovely Nightshade at the store that I believe you would get along with wonderfully. Why don’t you come by and meet her tomorrow?” :) (Yes, Sym owns a flower shop in this)
And Dys thinks that’s a weird way to put it, but Sym just kinda like, talks to plants sometimes, which is weird. But people also always get the feeling that the plants talk to him too so maybe it’s just on brand. So he just kind of reluctantly agrees to it.
He stops by the flower shop the next day and Sym is like “You made it! :D But I’m a bit busy right now, so how about you ask her about it and I’ll be with you in a moment? -Waves hand in the direction of the blue haired cashier at the register-
Dys goes to ask them about this mysterious Nightshade and they just stare at him, then smile, and eventually they starts laughing, but it’s a nice laugh. Too late does he notice the nametag that reads “Solanaceae.“
They break the ice and bond over how silly a matchmaking attempt it was and how weird Sym can be ‘cause yeah he does look human here obviously but they’re still 80/20 on him being some kinda fey being or an alien ‘cause he talks to plants and sometimes just kinda appears/disappears into thin air unexplainably and before you know it they’ve decided to grab a coffee later.
Meanwhile Sym in hanging out next door at Tammy’s cafe (which is where he actually disappears to 90% of the time, the man needs a lot of sugar to fuel his weirdness), and they’re just kinda excitedly talking about this matchmaking project that turned out so well.
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/keepinventory true
Armor tough as steel, armed to the teeth,
Carved with runes to grant a magic sheen
Weapons hum with forces foreign, sharp
And gleaming, with no bones to crack anew
Inventory stuffed to the weight-strained seams
To leave behind the seeds, in lieu of coal?
Or craft the coal to torches, save a slot?
A player runs, and pries ores from the stone
And fears no damage taken from the trip
For what could monster do, that they cannot?
Their pockets spill trails of scarred andesite
As, now, they climb up jagged teeth of rock
They smile, look down, and let go all at once
For what is death to them, but going home?
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bitty-davis-eyes · 1 year
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I loved Apollo
More than I can possibly say
He was a real artistic guy
Sensitive, a painter
But he was always trying to find himself
He'd go out every night looking for himself
And on the way
He found Rhoeo
Evadne
Corycia and Hyacinth
I guess you could say we broke up
Because of artistic differences
He saw himself as alive
And I saw him dead
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dcwnrisen-aa · 1 year
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sometimes we need emotional connections. | mini drabble.
❝ ━ praeteritum tuum non exibit tecum. ❞
kindria's very existence had always been entrenched in culture, in the history of his people. and it's always an honor to share that with people he cares for. iovita happens to be the first witch that has a special place in his heart. they always seem a little homesick when hearing latin. in his travels, some languages simply didn't survive but latin had always been one of those languages that had stayed when any other did not. it's what he and his people knew.
smiling softly, he reaches out, cupping the back of the witch's head and gently presses their foreheads together. there's the briefest of stings but it fades, ❝ ━ whenever you should need a friend, or you want to explore mare de regium, you're more than welcome. think of my home as your escape, i don't mind. my people are fascinated by you. ❞ which wasn't an exageration considering the baskets of jewels and herbs alike they kept offering the witch when they were there last.
he steps back from them, a mischief lilt to his smile as he goes back to exploring inter mundos as though he hadn't been here a thousand times. there weren't many on another planet where he could call friend but he was most certainly proud to recognize iovita as one.
something small for @venenorum
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goddessbuck · 2 years
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okay but there’s something about buck literally breaking down a door that eddie locked himself behind, opening it to a physical mess that eddie is sat in the middle of that is making me go a little insane actually
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urlocalllama · 2 years
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Overwhelm
A poem by me
Can you feel it?
Every second that speeds by Every minute that ambles on Every hour that slowly drifts downstream
Can you feel the motion, the movement Time is a lie it’s all just the motion of the universe As it spins on its many many axes Boiling and churning with Ceaseless energy
Can you feel the pull of gravity on you As it holds you to the Earth The gravity the butterfly manipulates to fly Longer distances than you could ever travel On your own every year
Can you feel it, the red string of fate That ties the whole world together Everything you do touches Everyone everywhere Somehow sometime
Every second that speeds by Every minute that ambles on Every hour that slowly drifts downstream
Can you feel it?
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astraldemise · 8 months
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one time in my last job a woman came up to the register explaining that when she bought stuff a day prior the clerk forgot to scan a pair of socks worth less than €2 and it was only right for her to bring it back to the store and pay for it proper. unfortunately my manager was directly next to me at the time and took over the register to handle this serious issue. the receipt she had brought with her said which register performed the previous transaction that forgot the socks and the manager could find out who was running that till on that day. poor dude had a manager yell at him for a half hour about how much of an incompetent fuck up he was, he left the job immediately after but i couldnt tell you if he quit or was fired
i think about this moment a lot. the customer seemed like a sweet woman with only good intentions and when she paid for the socks she had a look on her face that said "i feel good because i did the right thing". and a guy lost his job because of a pair of socks. if shit like this ever happens to you and a clerk forgets to scan an item just think of it as a small blessing or that you had good luck or something. keep it.
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qiinamii · 6 months
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we'll do fine.
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urunclesonic · 3 months
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looking at "cringe sonic ocs" and it reminds me that people usually stop calling it cringe only if and when the art is supposedly good. like ive seen several suddenly get banger updated art a decade later and theyre "awesome now". like you cant act like you didnt dog on it in winters past bc now it "looks good". you aren't suddenly "in on the joke", you're the one that turned someone's special guy into a target in the first place. eat my shoe
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albertcamuesli · 9 months
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no writing workshop can help you improve your writing as much as this screenshot can
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talaricula · 4 months
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Things I've seen tumblr memeing about James Somerton doing à la "How did no one see how bigoted he was!" as if those things haven't been a significant part of tumblr culture for over a decade :
Presenting untrue and bordering on conspiratorial versions of (queer or otherwise marginalised) history without any sources
Completely disregarding and disrespecting any expertise on socio-cultural topics/humanities and distrusting academics and historians (incl. acting as if no academics or historians could be queer or marginalised)
Downplaying the role misogyny played in the historical oppression of queer women and concluding that queer men must have been more oppressed than queer women
Bi women are, at best, not as queer as "real" queer ppl, and at worst, simply equivalent to straight women
Despite nominal trans inclusivity, transmasculine ppl are functionally women when convenient (combined with the above, bi transmascs are functionally straight women)
Despite nominal trans inclusivity (bis), shamelessly attacking, threatening and actively endangering any trans woman who questions them or smth they find important (often by unfairly presenting her as violent or as a threat)
Having absolutely fucking wild and reductive takes about ace ppl, the oppression they face and their place in the queer community
Stating that marriage equality is an assimilationist fight while completely ignoring its direct roots in the horrifying consequences of the AIDS crisis for partners of ppl who died of AIDS
Praising western media creators from the past for queer coding even under censure and in the same breath condemning current non western media creators for being homophobic bc their representation isn't explicit enough
Blaming China for all existing homophobic censoring in western media
Assuming all queer media would be better told by western creators and by western standards
Only out queer ppl get to tell queer stories
Heavily criticising almost all queer media created by women or ppl they see as such (see above points about trans ppl) or involving/starring a significant amount of women for any perceived or real amount of "problematicness", but fawning over and praising and negating criticism of queer media created by and starring mostly or even functionally exclusively men (even when it could be argued that, you know, not involving/seriously sidelining women is a pretty clear example of misogyny which should probably be considered "problematic")
And I'm probably forgetting stuff or there's stuff I have internalised myself and don't recognise as an issue
Like idk but I feel like the takeaway from Hbomberguy and Toddintheshadow's videos should maybe be "be aware of such patterns in your communities bc they definitely exist" and not "this guy is uniquely awful" and I feel like a lot of the discussion I've seen surrounding this has been severely failing at that. Most ppl who've spent any significant amount of time on tumblr prob either have internalised at least one of those thought patterns, have had to de-internalise them, or have had to be extremely vigilant to not internalise them (which is done by, you know, seeking out other sources, which also seemed like an important takeaway from the videos)
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aru-and-leopard-cat · 5 months
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Call his hole Little Caesar’s the way it’s always hot and ready
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