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#Feel free to Lie
mostautisticsinner · 1 year
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marchrun · 1 year
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alasroundrock · 9 months
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Ghost poster idea because I cannot enjoy things in moderation and I am currently so-very-normal-definitely-not-fixated on this band.
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rouge-the-bat · 10 months
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this is so fucking funny. akechi double texts me to meet up just because he REALLY wants to tell me how much he fucking despises my guts
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pocketgalaxies · 2 months
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crazy how in c2 they'll have three extensive convos checking in with each other while traveling like an hour in-game meanwhile in c3 they've been on the moon for days and still haven't discussed the following:
laudna fucking ate a guy
imogen's mom is a mythical legend amongst the enemy
orym vs. laudna's response to imogen giving into predathos
how did chetney suddenly learn to make hypnotizing toys
delilah briarwood
"some of us are expendable, we should get captured"
anything and everything they said during the trust exercise, including but not limited to:
laudna not being able to distinguish her thoughts from delilah's
imogen's disgust at delilah's inevitable presence
chetney's fear that his new family will leave him
orym's feelings about dorian
fcg relieving stress through murder
fearne's insecurities about their chances of success
ashton's guilt about the shard
and more!
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etourvol · 1 year
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happy apollo justice port day
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sweetgirlofyourdreams · 2 months
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akiirah · 11 months
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cw: reader implied to wear feminine clothing (skirt), afab reader, alcohol consumption, squirting, mean!character
(Drunk sex with your fav) Where you stumble into a random bedroom at someone's house party, he's carrying you up on his shoulders (stumbling) hearing you giggle at his antics.
He drops you on the bed gently, feeling his face flush looking down at you, leaning in to kiss you deeply, the carnal need to eat you up, rising inside of him. He hears the pounding of old school 'Flo Rida' resonating throughout the walls of the room as he stares down at you.
"Mmh, whose room is this~?",
You ask him, tone laced with giddiness, the alcohol making your body buzz with anticipation. As you grasp his face, leaving brief pecks on his lips. He hums, entertained by the way you oh-so-cutely leave smoochy sounds as you continue kissing him.
"Wanna fuck you here."
He leaves a peck onto the apple of your cheeks, groaning at the way your soft tits press against his chest as you arch your back into him.
"If we stayed downstairs any longer, I might've ended up fucking you over on the table in front of everyone"
His hand trailing up from your knee, groping your gentle thighs, the imprint of his fingertips moulded onto the delicate skin. Your breathing quickens as his hand reaches higher to slide underneath the hem of your skirt, lightly brushing against your clit through your thin panties, pressing onto it more firmly as you whine and cant your hips up towards his finger. He holds onto your hips with both hands, firmly pushing them down.
"Be patient baby, I'm not going anywhere yeah?"
You whine at his words, unable to move from his strong hold, one hand hiking the skirt up and brushing your panties to the side in one swift moment. You feel his warm fingers swiping up your clit, pushing it between your folds to collect your arousal and rub it against your nub, slowly.
"Ah..! Mm, come on.."
You try to entice him, moving your hips around with the limited movement you have. You hear a small huff leave his lips, his hands lifting up and coming down to make contact to your clit, the sensation of your clit getting slapped makes you moan.
"Mmph-! What was that for-"
He grips your face in one hand, positioning it so you're directly facing him. His eyes boring into yours,
"Don't be a bitch, I said be patient. Didn't I?"
He reaches for your pussy again, rubbing his fingers all over it, groaning at the wet clicking sounds as his rubbing increases insistently. You let our breathy moans against his ear, biting your lip, as you feel two fingers enter you suddenly. Your back arches at the sudden intrusion of his fingers, breath hitching.
"A-ah..! So mean.."
You whine again, hearing the wet clicking sounds of his fingers going in and out at a steady pace. You hear him breathing deeply against your ear, feeling his hardened cock brushing your inner thigh.
"Fuck that's it- you like that?"
He speeds up his fingers, arching them into a come-hither motion, noting the way you try to move your hips away from the stimulation.
"Hng-! Too much, it's-"
He leans into the crook of your neck, sucking on your pulse point, maintaining the thrusting of his fingers.
"Yeah come on pretty, you gonna cum from me just fucking you with my fingers? Yeah?."
He taunts you, moving his body up slightly to gaze at your face. Face flushed and turned away from him, the flush reaching to your neck from his actions and the alcohol, serving to spike your arousal, your hair sprawled out against the pillow. He bites his lip, as he sees you grip his wrist, attempting to find solace within the grasp until your legs kick out. Your mouth opened into a silent scream, squirting on his hands. More of the clear liquid gushing out as he continues to finger you, slowing down his movements, your body twitching and gripping his wrist tighter in a silent plea.
"Mm, that's my girl."
He pulls out his fingers, another groan leaves his lips from the way your walls tightened around his fingers, not wanting him to leave. He then observes the soaked sheets, the wetness pooling underneath your ass as he lightly chuckles.
"Someone's gonna have fun doing laundry"
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oddberryshortcake · 10 months
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Everyday I think about the fact that Kalim clearly lied to his and Jamil’s families about the reason why Jamil overblotted to protect him 
Everyday I think about the fact that Kalim defended Jamil against people who wanted to throw him out and took responsibility for being a contributing factor in Jamil’s overblot.
Everyday I think about the fact that Kalim had an inkling of a thought that Jamil was using his signature spell on him, and even under Jade’s spell, he didn’t reveal it was Jamil. 
Everyday I think about the fact that Kalim was very willing to just believe that he was blacking out and Jamil wasn’t manipulating him if Jamil just said so. He’d rather believe a lie he knew wasn’t true then acknowledge that the one person he thought he could trust was doing this to him. 
Kalim does not play when it comes to Jamil. 
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astrum99 · 2 months
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Righteous Hand of The Father
What Were You Made For?
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bonefall · 2 months
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When Thunder stays with Clear Sky for a while, does Clear ever insist on referring to him as Thunder Sky?
Towards the end yes, as the final detail to Thunder Storm that Clear Sky doesn't love him. He wants to ERASE him.
If Clear Sky recognizes he's made a mistake in casting Bright Storm away with their child, he's incapable of seeing it was wrong because it was cruel. He wants what he realizes he threw away, because he now sees it has value. He wants to own his oldest son the way he wants to own the entire forest-- as a reflection of his greatness.
Anything that makes Clear Sky uncomfortable about Thunder Storm has to be sanded down. The assertiveness was the first thing, he feels insecure when he's challenged, the child must learn to follow before he may learn to lead.
The second is that leg, presenting a prosthetic as a gift (that he isnt allowed to refuse), because he can't have been wrong about the choice that killed his younger brother-- here is a SOLUTION that simply didn't exist before! Behold how resourceful and wealthy his cats are, compared to your old group. We've fixed you.
(This prosthetic is a clunky piece of shit that is annoying to strap on every day, gets in the way and makes a ton of noise, and itches like hell, but the change in Clear's demeanor is immediate if Thunder doesn't wear it.)
But somehow, Thunder Storm was willing to take all of that. In hindsight, it bothers him that the tipping point wasn't the other two things.
Bright Storm gave her son her own last name. When Clear Sky sent them away and the Mountain Cats permanently split, it was pointed. "My only survivor is named for myself." SHE would raise him, alone.
Bright Storm herself slowly seemed to lose sight of the meaning, encouraging him to understand his father's good aspects, but in the meanwhile it took on a new meaning to Thunder. His mother raised him. He found a father in Shaded Flower. He grew up next to Lightning Cry and Acorn Swoop. Thunder Storm means this. It's the person he made himself, and the love they've all put into him.
Thunder SKY is just another monument to Clear Sky, stripping away the life he lived without him. And WHY? For ego? For comfort?
"What am I letting him DO to me?!"
It wasn't the final STRAW, but it was the tipping point. Once Thunder Storm had this realization, the minute he was not going to budge on something, that confrontation was inevitable. The blowout fight was making reservations.
Sunlit Frost is still the breaking point, the injury from his burn going sour, but I'm going to emphasize the way that Clear Sky only called that meeting in the first place as an abuse game. Thunder Storm knew it was coming-- but it still sickens him that it was something THIS monstrous.
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imwritesometimes · 10 months
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forever and ever and ever tired of the "they took Indy's happy ending away from him with the new movie" analysis like... don't you get it? life is full of grief and sorrow and tragedy but he wakes up and realizes there are still people who love him. people who care enough about him to tend to his wounds and bring him back and care about him. and Marion still loves him despite everything and she's there and he does have a family! it is cobbled together but he has it! it is a happy ending still. you have to see love when it comes to you despite the grief life weighs you down with that's the whole point............
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janetbrown711 · 1 month
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It's about time I drew my precious daughter <3
In case you didn't know, this is Li Na, my freenoodles fankid!!! I write a bunch about her on ao3, so feel free to check it out if you're interested :]
This obviously isn't what she looks rn in the fics (she literally turned 100 days old fjdskl;fdjsaf) but this is my default doodling age for her ( is she 5? 6? 7??? You decide!) and now she's finally colorized !!! It's nice to have a solid reference pic for future reference and color schemes lmao
Also, the stuffed jade rabbit's name is Yue, after the little sparkly crescent moon on her forehead <3
I love her so much fkjasl;ajfdlsa;
GO VOTE FOR HER IN THE LMK OC COMPETITION!!!
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steddielations · 4 months
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i just think if you talk about queer men having sex like this maybe you should stfu up a little
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arrowheadedbitch · 2 months
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When I told my mom to stop eating Chick-fil-A for a while, she didn't listen. When I begged her to stop supporting Autism Speaks, she rolled her eyes.
So, I didn't tell my mom about the Isreal boycott.
How could I?
I am gay, I am autistic, and she knew both of these things when I asked her to stop supporting things that would aim to hurt me.
She ignored my request to not eat at Chick-fil-A when it was donating its money to hurt queer people, she refused to listen to me when I gave her evidence of Autism Speaks wanting to hurt autistic people, she even went out of her way to tell me that they were "right"
I still remember the dinner when she told me that "some autistic people have it worse than me" and "some of them really do need a cure" and that that was why autism speaks was good. Remember how pissy she got when I made her take down the baby blue porch light, how long it took her to actually agree to switch lights. (Weeks, maybe even months. At one point she told me to just imagine it was a blue lives matter light instead, which made me feel sick)
If she couldn't stop supporting one place that was hurting her own daughter, how can I expect her to stop supporting a hundred places that are hurting someone she's never even met?
I love my mom, but sometimes I wonder why
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absurdumsid · 5 months
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I love the way u draw the boys with lines under theyre eyes, it makes me think of all of them applying makeup in the morning lol
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killer is in charge of doing it for them i think
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