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classical-vanity · 6 months

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I need a hockey player to slam me into the boards and then maybe I’ll calm down

#this is about Chris #idk what it was about today #but i’m so down bad for him #it’s not funny anymore #but like #not my fault he’s so perfect #(well to me anyway)#i cannot stop thinking about this man #absolutely ridiculous #bang chan #stray kids #text

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hadesbullshit · 2 months

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biblically accurate pissa

#qsmp #missa #q!missa #philza #q!phil #q!philza #pissa #q!pissa #death duo #i cannot stop thinking about how missa is tehw bad guy from he-man

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maalidoesart · 5 months

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„you have to stop rescuing me“

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abstractredd · 9 months

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writing a tes fic and having to deep dive into the lore to make it accurate be like

#i mean i’ve loved it for years #but recently been getting into the lore #HOOOOO #i CANNOT stop thinking about it #im so normal #tes #tesblr #tes v skyrim #tes 4 oblivion #tes iii #tes 3 morrowind #skyrim #oblivion #morrowind #of mer and man

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acatalystrising · 4 months

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It’s officially been three years since THAT SCENE and I think all the Boba simps had their brain chemistry altered. Mine included. 🫡

This scene has borne so much smutty filth and I will not apologize…

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andy-clutterbuck · 1 month

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1x04 - What We | The Ones Who Live

#i am utterly feral #like i cannot be introduced into society or an indoor environment rn #Rick Grimes #towl spoilers #The Ones Who Live #*#rg #HOW DOES HE KEEP GETTING MORE HANDSOME STOP IT #F U Z Z I E S #CHEST FUZZIES DO YOU SEE THEM #NECK FUZZIES #SCARS #THESE ARE A FEW OF MY FAVORITE THINGS #I AM WINNING #even his adams apple is nice #i hate myself #the slope of his shoulders 🗣#if i could just rest my face on his chest for a few i think it could solve a lot of problems i have tbh #put me in traction #until i walk like i'm about to duel at the OK Corral #[redacted] inside me #hello welcome to the tour #on your left you will see A MAN™#i have a very hectic week ahead i need to go to bed #would give a kidney to draw idle patterns in his chest hair #*rabid whale noises*#i don't think whales can get rabies but if they could that's what i sound like rn #that man would look like an ancient capri sun pouch when i was done #go to bed lacey

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monstrousvoice · 1 month

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"What about me?"

Husk's ears flicked behind him at the sound of your voice. He didn't turn away from the stock of bottles and booze lining the bar wall as he cleaned up for the morning.

"What about you?" He grumbled. He heard you shift around on the bar stool, the leather seat squeaking with your weight.

"You said you 'know everything' about everyone cause we all bitch at you when drunk...but you didn't complain about me." The cat demon felt his chest tighten at your words. He took a deep breath in through the nose.

'Don't turn around, if you do you'll see those big round eyes and you'll crack old man. Don't turn around.' The patronizing voice in his head hissed.

"Did you want me to air your dirty laundry for everyone?" He asked, peaking over his shoulder. He only caught a glimpse of your arm supporting you on the bar top before forcing his eyes back to the bottle racks infront of him. Bottles that didn't have your smile, or match the color of your eyes...

"Pfft," You scoff in return, "You know I don't, of course! But no one else wanted it either, and you still called 'em all out. So why didn't I get the same treatment?" Your voice was soft by the end of your question. Husk didn't dare let himself hope that you would be understanding. If you knew why...you'd laugh. What other response to his feelings could you have?

'Disgust is a strong possibility...' The voice whispered once more.

"I don't know what you mean doll, Angel just interrupted me with his fake ass flirting before I could get to you, I guess." He has been scrubbing this same bottle clean since you sat down. The label was incomprehensible by now.

"Husk." Your sweet voice has gone firm. The bartender braced himself, putting on his best poker face as he turned to face you.

And what a sight you were. Like always.

You simply raised your eyebrows, giving him a pointed look. He was...relieved? to not see judgement in your eyes. Such pretty eyes...like jewels on a crown...

Embarrassed by his own thoughts he coughed into his fist, hoping his fur would hide his blush. By the way your lovely eyes darted around his face, he could guess it didn't.

"Look, I just...happen to like you as a drinking buddy more than the rest of these chumps, alright? No big deal." His tail swished along the floor in frustration. What kind of stupid ass lie was that-

"Oh, I had been hoping it was a bigger deal..."

He froze, watching as you shifted around again. You stared at the bar top, fidgeting with your hands as you looked anywhere but him. When your eyes did meet, you have him an apologetic smile and a shrug.

"Sorry, I guess I was reading too much into things...looking for something that isn't there. Sorry if I made you uncomfortable, b-bud? Eheh..." With an awkward chuckle you stood up, stepping away from the bar.

Away from him.

"I'll uh, leave you to it then. See ya later-"

"What if I lied?" Husk blurted before he could stop himself. The voice in his head was committing full arson on the wiring of his brain for being so stupid.

"H-huh?"

"Just now. What if I was lying? What if-what if you are a bigger deal to me?" He could feel his blood pounding in his veins, his heartbeat making everything sound muffled, like his head was stuffed with cotton.

But you weren't leaving anymore.

"Wh-well...I don't know, really..." You mumbled, arms wrapping around your middle in a hug. "I have some ideas but..." You met his gaze again, a small smile on your lips that definitely didn't make his stomach feel funny, or make the world seem pink and bright.

"Ideas?" The cat demon whispered, finally setting his rag and bottle down onto the counter. He suddenly found himself leaning closer to you over the bar, uncaring of the wood digging into his chest and unwilling to pull away again. Especially not when you got back into your seat, leaning closer to him too.

It felt like the world slowed to a crawl as you smiled at him, one of your hands sliding across the counter to nudge his hand. Gentle. Hesitant.

"Well, dinner always sounds nice yeah? If that was something you'd like to do~" You cooed. He couldn't stop the small smile he gave you even if he wanted to.

"I'd uh, have to agree. On the dinner. Dinner is always good." Fucking god above just have Alastor step in and crush his soul right now, he sounds so fucking idiotic-

"Great!" You perked up immediately. "I know this niche little place a couple blocks from here, they hardly ever get robbed cause no one notices them. They have some pretty good steak and whiskey." You looked at him hopefully, like the promise of meat with some quality whiskey wasn't his absolute dream date.

How did you get more perfect the longer he spoke to you? Wasn't the point of being perfect that you couldn't improve anymore? And yet here you were, somehow proving it was possible with no effort.

"I think I'd like that darlin'." His fingers found their way in-between yours, entwining your hands together.

Yeah, dinner sounded real nice.

#Hazbin Hotel #Hazbin Hotel Husk #Hazbin Hotel Husk X Reader #Husk X Reader #Hazbin Hotel X Reader #I HAVEN'T WRITTEN A FULL THING IN OVER A YEAR DON'T JUDGE TO HARSHLY PLS #I literally just cannot stop thinking about the sad grumpy cat man #He's a romantic at heart I know it my soul #But he's so jaded and world weary he doesn't trust nice things happening to him #If it wasn't obvious btw this takes place at the beginning of episode 4 #So Husk and Angel aren't friends yet #My Writing

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mariana-oconnor · 7 months

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The fact that there is no dialogue with Karlach where Tav can suggest that she and Dammon maybe get to know each other a little better is tragic to me.

I want to set up my friend with the sweet tiefling blacksmith. LET ME SET THEM UP.

#BG3 #Baldur's Gate 3 #Karlach Cliffgate #Dammon #Karlach x Dammon #We've got a whole conversation about 'anyone in mind' for the kissing thing #but no way to suggest anyone #Wyll can absolutely join them #But he's got to sort out some daddy issues first #I also want to be able to suggest that Shadowheart and Lae'zel should get a room with only one bed #and sort out their differences the traditional fanfic way #But alas I cannot #Don't want to set Astarion up with anyone #I think he needs to work out who he is after 200 years of being a puppet before he jumps into a relationship #but if he wants to regain his bodily autonomy through life-affirming sex - he and Halsin could totally do that #And obviously Operation: Woo Wizard Get Library means that Gale is spoken for #I will have that library #Though if I weren't set on the library I'd definitely be on the 'Gale needs time before he throws himself into another relationship' train #Man needs to stop basing decisions on his partner's approval and learn to define himself outside of a relationship #He is Kenough #That is too many tags #Sorry #Qd

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yourlocalabomination · 4 months

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Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust.

#Do you ever think about the fact Ted held the love of his life in his arms while she died?#Do you ever think about the ash covering his hands? The dust stuck inbetween his fingernails? His tears making the ash stain his palms?#Heart in hand - interlocked with all his love between each finger - desperatly trying to not let it fade away?#Thinking about since the Old Testement ashes have been a symbol of repentance and penitence - a token of self-abhorrence and humiliation #Specifically ‘Wherefore I abhor myself and repent in dust and ashes’ (Job 42:6 KJV) and the entire concept of Ash Wednesday #I know that probably wasn’t the langs intention but as a ex-church kid I can’t stop projecting religious imagery into media I like #also is anyone surprised I drew this man with a clock and a halo again? I physically cannot stop myself from doing it #Anyway I’m not sorry for drawing this but I’ll go back to being a silly goofy guy with my fanart and tags….until next time :)#ted spankoffski #theodore spankoffski #JennyBear #Jenny nmt #Jenny starkid #god I feel so evil for tagging Jenny #starkid #starkid fanart #team starkid #starkid productions #time bastard #starkid time bastard #time bastard nightmare time #nightmare time #starkid nightmare time #hatchetfield nightmare time #nmt #hatchetfield #hatchetverse #hatchetfield universe #fanart #my art

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garlikstiks · 10 months

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watched the new season today and i just hope these 2 had some gay sex

#i don’t even know mr poulters characters name #but i cannot stop thinking about him #was carmy the chef who was better than him that he learned from??#did he try to hook up w carmy???#we all know carmy is too repressed to actually hook up w a man #but damn i hope he tried #(listen hes gay i’ve decided)#the bear #the bear fx #will poulter #marcus the bear #the bear season 2

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moxielynx · 5 months

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harry is too much of a loser to smoke weed lets be honest (i mean this very affectionately)

bonus

#kinda off topic but not really when i first saw the original worst joint image i thought the joint was a party snap #sorry for flooding the parksborn tag with my stupid posts i cannot stop thinking about them #spider man 2 ps5 #harry osborn #peter parker #parksborn #lynx posting

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from-the-clouds · 1 year

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giving kendall roy a blowjob pls

i have a fic about this here buuuttt i've been so down bad for ken lately and am embarrassed to say i literally dropped all my WIPs to also write this. inspired by this gif from @technicolourtelevision. also please follow my succ sideblog if u are a kendall girlie like myself @kendollroyco!

warnings: smut under the cut (18+ only, oral sex m receiving, degradation, dom!kendall - sorry but i want him to be mean to me) not proofread, and potentially just bad -- i wrote this in like a 30 minute fugue state.

first off, where you do this is kind of important because there are sooooo many good opportunities. maybe you work for him and he's making you suck him off under your desk, his hand down the front of your blouse. you have to go to the bathroom after to clean yourself up because your mascara is smudged and he's ruined your hair. or maybe you're on your knees for him in the back of a car, and he's refusing to roll up the partition. the straps of the gown you've got on are falling off your shoulders, and you're worried about getting caught but he's shoving your head down and he's whispering shit like 'but you're taking it anyways, aren't you?' and you can't help but moan as he shifts his hips so you take him even deeper.

but REALLY what i think about is like, in the most recent episode when he talks about not sleeping well. you're his girlfriend who lives with him, but you hardly see him. and one night when he comes home late you can just tell he's tense, like, ready to snap at anyone who gets in his way. you're curled up wearing one of his old harvard sweatshirts maybe watching tv or looking at your phone and he looks so fucking good in one of those suits that fits him like a glove.

when you ask him how he's doing, he's short and snippy. 'fine.'

'you stressed or something?' you ask, rather than start an argument.

'fuckin', uh, i don't know, what does it look like?'

you're sort of taken aback by how rude his response it, standing over you with his hands on his hips. 'don't tell me you waited up this late for me....' he's trying to chastise you, but you can see right through him.

'you're working too much' you sit up.

'uh-huh, right. i don't want to hear your shit right now, i'm fuckin' exhausted-' and he's trying to be mean, to push you away.

'i bet. all you do is toss and turn at night,' you agree.

you reach out, hook your fingers around the cool silver of his belt buckle and yank. he steps forward, even if his eyebrows are still pinched together, his lips curled down into a frown.

'i could give you something that might help.'

by the time you've pulled his briefs down to his ankles, his face has neutralized, even though his hands are still on his hips. you drop to your knees, ignoring the chill of the italian marble. he smiles a little, then, puts a hand on top of your head.

you don't go slow, you don't want to, and he doesn't let you. he pulls your hair and jerks his hips into your mouth. you take him all, using your hands to spread the slick from gagging on him several times around. of course, he talks you through it, tells you exactly what to do and how he wants it in that deep, raspy voice, which only gets deeper when he's turned on.

'god, you're such a fucking slut.'

and you don't care about looking pretty while you blow him. no, you might normally try to be cute about it, but when he's mean it only makes you more feral. you choke and gasp until tears run from the corner of your eyes and you're drooling, straddling his foot and grinding yourself against his black prada oxford's.

you whine and mewl around him, mouth so full the noises are unintelligible. 'you're so pathetic,' he groans, looking down at you, and you can tell he's getting close because his voice doesn't have the same conviction as before. 'that's it, atta girl, just take it.'

the more you allow yourself to get into it, the more turned on you get. the more turned on you are, the more desperate and filthy you want to feel. it just keeps building, compounding. until you take him just a little too far and retch. 'easy, easy.' kendall pulls back, his voice stern.

glancing up, he almost looks concerned. he scolds you. 'control yourself.'

you're pissed that it nearly sobers you up. 'shhh,' you hiss, swat his hand away from where it's landed on your cheek.

'okay, fine, if you fuckin' want it that bad.' his fingers fist the back of your head again.

immediately, you wrap your lips back around his cock. you use both hands to jerk him while you suck on his tip, bobbing your head and humming around him.

he gets quiet, and that's your cue. he's not great at using his words when he's about to come, but it's a good indication to keep up the rhythm you've built and not stop under any circumstances.

'uh-huh, that's-fuck!' ken makes sure he's buried in the back of your throat when he comes, hard, his hips stilling their movements, but he keeps your head in place with both his hands until he's sure you've swallowed everything he has to give you.

at some point, you pull away and slump against the back of the couch. your eyes are watering, your face feels impossibly hot, and your jaw aches. it's hard to see straight, so you cover your eyes with your hand.

'jesus,' kendall mutters your name.

you peek at him between your fingers to see him squat down. now he's on the same level as you. he moves your hand away from your face, a look of genuine curiosity etched in his features. you'd never blown him like that before. 'where'd that come from, sweetheart?'

'it's dumb,' you shake your head, a little embarrassed. 'i listened to this podcast...'

the corners of his eyes crinkle as he smiles, hand under your chin so you are forced to look at him. 'uh-huh?' he asks. 'at home all day fuckin' uh....taking notes on how to give me good head?'

'shut up,' you go to smack his head away, feeling a new warmth rise to your cheeks, but he grabs your wrist and hauls you against his chest, nose poking into your hair, lips on your cheek.

'is there, uh, anything else they had to say on there i might be interested in learning about?'

'potentially,' you answer. 'if you have all night...'

he laughs, a comforting rumble right into your ear. 'i do.'

#idk what it is but like there is something about this man's manic dick i cannot stop thinking about #like this is so disgusting i'm hiding myself in shame rn #asks #writing #kendall roy #kendall roy x reader #succession writing #kendall roy smut

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momomallowart · 5 months

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Imagine if you will... Ray with a tongue piercing ʕ ꈍᴥꈍʔ 💭

A more "messy" version under the cut bc I wanted to practice tears and stuff.. 👀

#Ok I may have put way more effort into this than I should've but I literally couodnt stop thinking about this #I used this as an excuse to practice rendering so technically its productive (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)#I really enjoy drawing tears and idk what that says about me as a person #I just love the idea that hes just talkin away and suddenly you see a little glint in his mouth and oh my god is that what i think it is?#and hes such a bottom that he would just let you open and pkay with his mouth to see for yourself #he's just my lil sopping wet meow meow I can't help but put him thru situations #I think often about his different sides clashing and being very gap moe #like Ray with a tongue piercing? please someone hold me back bc I'm going AT HIM #I want EVERY version of this man I cannot even explain how deeply the brain rot goes #the day I stop thinking about Saeran Choi is the day I drop dead actually #I wont fill the tags with any more salacious comments about how sl\/tty this man is but just know the thoughts are plentiful #anyways enjoy the food #more art to come as I'm getting back into my artistic groove lately #my art #mystic messenger #mysme #saeran choi #mysme saeran #mysme ray #mystic messenger unknown #unknown mysme #ray mystic messenger #mystic messenger fanart #mystic messenger mc #mysme mc

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marigoldnots · 10 months

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they've preoccupied my mind and refuse to leave

#malink #malon #link #oot #tloz #the legend of zelda #ocarina of time #let this poor man cry #i cannot stop thinking about them #help

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bruhstation · 7 months

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of fucking course the best, most harrowing, most gut-wrenching tugs character only appeared in one episode (a bit of ramble in the tags)

#this is tugs #tugs boomer #tugs sunshine #boomshine #<---- evil sinister laughter #fortezza bigg city #senjart #I think he's neat. I also think a bottle of antidepressants could help with whatever hes going through #okay I'm gonna talk for a bit about boomer (mostly about his canon counterpart rather than solely his fbc version)#boomer's character struck a deep chord within me that when rewatching jinxed while sleep deprived I got so scared #his depression? thoughts of sinking himself? claiming that he didn't want any help yet attempted to push just a bit longer when supported?#putting his worth on how useful he is as a machine first? an individual with selfism second? thus deeming himself as a lost cause?#and despite his jaded sardonic demeanor he genuinely cares about others and puts their safety before his own?#like mannnnnn come ON no wonder I couldnt stop thinking about him #his struggles as a clinically depressed person is.... so real?#he says ''I don't want any help'' but he clearly does want AND need help. he goes along with TC and sunshine's hijinks of helping him #gradually went from ''whats the point I'm gonna jinx it anyways'' to ''Ive tried so hard I really have but I cannot. I never had a chance''#he even went ''okay but don't toot'' to TC before his final job! he's entertaining TC and sunshine's theory! he really does want help!#boomer's whole character screams “I want to live but I don't know how”#and man oh man I feel like s01e10 reached out of the screen and drove a stake through my heart #because it's so visceral. it's rang true with my personal experiences #it's so sad. it's probably because I'm sleep deprived but I want to take care of that poor orange thing so badly #boomer most likely thought his final job to tow the schooner will end badly as usual but with how he sounds way more upset when he failed-#-and how he even went ''I can't be bothered to argue anymore''. I have a feeling there's a tiny speck of hope inside him-#-that quickly died out the moment lightning struck and he got towed by the fire chief #and of course he's upset. hes tried so many times to find a way to get rid of the jinx but now? it's as if he's given false hope-#-and the thought of the jinx leaving is something akin to a fairytale. as long as he bears the name ''boomer'' and not ''captain harry''-#-he is doomed to this constant cycle of messing things up when its not his own fault and having other point their fingers at him #that is until he got refurbished into a houseboat (essay material for another day)#theyre never going to write another anthro vehicle character like this anymore . sad

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past-the-pines-by-the-shore · 3 months

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I keep seeing this narrative that Zeus saved Thalia’s life and not Jason’s, and I’ve decided to come back from the grave to offer my two cents (that no one asked for).

Zeus absolutely did not save Thalia. She was never meant to come back out of that tree. Ever.

It was pure coincidence that Luke poisoned the tree and Ananbeth decided the Golden Fleece would save it. It wasn’t an action that was ordained by the gods, it hasn’t previously been foretold in a prophecy. It was simply a demigod solution to a demigod problem. Equally, no one at camp thought that the Fleece purging the poison from the tree would bring Thalia back, at all.

I definitely agree that Zeus turning Thalia into a tree was a deliberate act to prevent her going to the underworld. Though I would argue that this was as much (if not more so) to spite Hades as it was to stop Thalia being sent to eternal damnation in the underworld.

But to say that he saved Thalia’s life and then let Jason die is giving Zeus entirely too much credit. Jason is a proven hero who was good friends with Nico, and died at a point in time where the sting of Zeus breaking The Pact had mostly worn off. There isn’t any concern that he’ll be sent to the Fields of Punishment. Thalia, at the time of her death, had only done with this one big act as a hero, Nico and Bianca were still in hiding, and Hades was clearly pissed about her existence.

If Hades gets Thalia’s soul then he’s won. If Zeus smites the monsters that are attacking her, then Thalia lives but that runs the risk of her destroying Olympus when she’s 16.

Zeus wanted to contain her.

Trapping her spirit in a tree stops Thalia from ending up in the Field’s of Punishment, yes, but it does not save her life by any stretch of the imagination. And I’m a little tired of people pretending that what Zeus did was an act of kindness. It was literally less than the bare minimum. He was saving his own skin just as much as Thalia’s.

#I can talk about the dynamics between Thalia Jason and their Parental figures all day long #like I have so much I could say #but I cannot deal with this rhetoric that Zeus saved Thalia #he absolutely did not #the man was protecting himself and spiting his brother #stopping Thalia’s trip to the field’s of punishment was a secondary effect #I don’t think hades would have sent her to the fields of punishment anyway #felt so passionately about this I’ve posted for the first time in two years #yikes #thalia grace #pjo zeus #jason grace #percy jackson #hot takes #rant over #for now

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