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anniilaugh · 6 months
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2 years worth of wild moss/seaweed overgrowth in salty sea air. Sanji malfunctions.
@uniquetosmbody had such a galaxy brain prompt in twitter and my samurai aesthetics loving brain inhaled the bait, hook and sinker immediately. : D Thanks for being an inspiration! <3
Reference under the cut~
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/casually foams/ How dare this man de gozaru
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timotheecontent · 1 month
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DUNE: PART 2 (2024) dir. Denis Villeneuve
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zo1nkss · 7 months
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I'm just trying to live my life in peace and harmony but Hey no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. It's me you want, it's me you want! Don't touch him I'll fucking kill you, you fucker!
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journish · 8 months
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DADTRIKOV TRUE????????????
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sassypossumm · 2 months
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Dick or Treat
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Just a little Miguel Halloween smuttish/fluff to brighten your April 1st! Shoutout to @mrsoharaa for the idea! (18+)
You couldn't be sure how you'd managed it, but you'd convinced Miguel to attend the spider societies annual Halloween party.
The hard part was trying to convince him to wear a costume.
"Come on, Migs, humor me." You'd whined, tugging on his arm, pouting. Unphased, he looked up at you from his gizmo with a raised brow. "Ugh!" You flopped back on the couch dramatically and flung a hand over your eyes. Miguel smirked and shook his head, returning back to his screen.
Not to be put off, you peeled your hand off your eyes and looked at him. Never let it be said that you don't have balls though, as you knew your next words might end in your untimely end.
"You know, Miguel, with that stick shoved so far up your ass, I'm surprised you can still shit."
Miguel hadn't appreciated that little quip.
You knew he was really angry when he ignored your calls for the next week. Of course you felt terrible for hurting his feelings, but you hated to see him so uptight all the time. It would be good for him to loosen up a little. Or so you'd tried to get through his thick skull.
Regardless, you weren't going to let Mr. Grumpy pants spoil your fun. You'd already ordered your costume, and the chance to party in a haunted house?! You'd kiss and make up with Miguel later.
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(humor me, this is our Halloween costume)
The party was a bust. Oh, you loved everybody there, but without Miguel at your side, there was a heaviness to the evening.
The evening just went from subpar to down right shitty when a spider you didn't recognize decided he didn't want to take no for an answer. You really tried to be nice, but that was until he touched you. Just as you opened your mouth to threaten to break his hand,
"She said, no." You started at Miguel's sudden presence at your back. You didn't have to turn around to see the death glare he was leveling at the perv in front of you. In a flash, his hand was gone and he scurried away, not wanting a confrontation with your massive boyfriend.
Sighing, you slumped into Miguel's solid form. His hands came to rest on your shoulders, and he rubbed them gently.
"You okay?" He leaned down to whisper in your ear. Nodding, you turned your face to meet his.
"You came." You murmured, easily falling back into his warm eyes after a week apart. The corners of his eyes creased and he hummed.
"It's a good thing I did." His voice rumbled low, sending a thrill down your spine. His pupils dilated as he took in your flimsy costume. "Mmm, I like this." He purred, running a finger under the strap, teasing thr skin of your shoulder.
Your eyes fluttered shut, and you bit back a groan. He knew what that tone did to you, the arrogant shit.
"Miggy..." The whimper that left your lips, sent Miguel into a frenzy. Before he entirely lost his senses, he had the forethought to shepard you into one of the darkened corridors of the drafty old haunted house.
Emphasis on drafty. And your costume did little to offer warmth.
"Pobre cosita." Miguel purred, pulling you back into his arms until your back met the furnace that was his warm chest. "You're shivering." He murmured, dipping his head to nuzzle at your ear. "Let me warm you up." You shivered at his honeyed tone, as he wrapped an arm around your middle, firmly anchoring you against him.
"Miguel, please." Your voice came out in a breathy whisper as his free hand slither down to toy with your waist band.
"What do you need, amor?" His nose brushed your ear before he pressed a soft kiss to the tender spot under your ear. You rested your head against his chest and whined.
"You, Migs, please..."
"Shh, you don't need to beg baby, I got you." His fingers delved past the fabric of your gauzy pants and he cursed under his breath at the damp spot on your panties.
"Ever been fucked in a haunted house?" He whispered mischievously, sliding his fingers inside your underwear to tease your clit with feather like strokes. A sarcastic remark died on your tongue at the sensation of his forefinger teasing your wet entrance, and you shook your head dumbly.
"Hmm... well there's a first time for everything."
Two orgasms on his fingers later, as he was notching the tip of his cock at your sensitive entrance, you wrapped your arms around his neck and nipped at his ear, chuckling.
"Hey, Migs?"
"Ngh, hm?" He grunted, hoisting you higher up.
"Dick or treat."
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gael-garcia · 9 months
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"I think Cassandro's a top. He and I are so different." x
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cruccabastarda · 6 months
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Cinematographer Isaac Bauman just casually said Loki is in love OH I'M FERAL THIS IS SO-
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THE ONE WHO SHOT THIS
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genderqueerpond · 23 days
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something about the fact that eleven cooks.
something about the fact that eleven was born with every food aversion on the planet -- on any planet -- texture sensitivities, heightened perception of tastes, overactive gag/choke reflex, etc
and unfortunately for him, time lords do need to eat;
and they've never really had to deal with this before. all their lives they've been perfectly fine just using the food machine in the tardis or eating whatever is on offer wherever they happen to be; but now suddenly, that's not enough. knowing what he's going to be able to eat and what's going to make him gag and choke on his own spit takes a long time and a lot of trial and error, and the process isn't exactly pleasant. and then even when food is fine, passable, it's still, often, not really satisfying.
and the tardis should be able to accommodate this, except----
except something about another quirk of eleven's: the way he likes things to be real.
something about the way eleven started using the tardis as an actual phone box sometimes. something about the way eleven's "scanner" (well one of them at least) is actually just a window. about the way he put a real, actual lightbulb in the light fixture on top, a lightbulb that burns out sometimes and needs changing, even though the tardis could easily, and always has, just simulate one like the rest of her exterior. and the way she kept out a bunch of exposed wires and tubes in the console room just because he likes to tinker with them, even when nothing actually needs fixing. because it makes him feel grounded while flying through the void.
so yeah. something about the fact that eleven cooks, and is canonically very good at it. others tend to like what he makes, even when his choices tend to be kind of weird. wherever there's a stove, sooner or later, eleven will be in front of it, making something to share with those around him. eleven running a restaurant, inventing a new kind of pudding--
he's the first doctor we've ever seen actually cooking, and he does it because he wants to, because even though yeah, he could just generate food with a food machine, it's not as much fun and eating it doesn't feel as satisfying as when he's made it with his own hands. and he does it because he has to, because if food isn't satisfying he literally can't get it down. because no one else can make what he needs, can be relied on to get all the nuances of flavor and texture right so they won't take him by surprise and choke him, even perceive those nuances in the first place. because he needs to be the one to do it or he can't know it's safe.
and of course, fish fingers and custard, the first safe food, the original safe food, and the ultimate safe food, but also more a feeling than a food. because it is and always will be associated with amy. and so, then, it is the feeling of love and acceptance and family and belonging. and the process of preparing it, even if in this case it can be as simple as sticking frozen things in a microwave, is half the point.
something about the fact that eleven cooks.
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lastoneout · 1 year
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That is the closest I have seen ANYONE get to nailing that Miyazaki quote about the truest expression of love being two people mutually inspiring each other to live since Pacific Rim came out AND I AM NOT KIDDING!!
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pyotrkochetkov · 8 months
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Andrei Svechnikov at the 10th Annual Canes 5k
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cozyfaee · 2 months
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Blushing Gil 🥺💕🥰💕😭💕🫶
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itsshawtyfellas · 10 months
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I want his thighs to crush my head until I can't hear or see anything while I suck his dick and feel his balls on my face until his kids are so damn far down throat I choke on it and feel the taste for weeks.
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sassypossumm · 2 months
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art cred: nightmare_fuell
Okay, okay, HEAR ME OUT... because I can't be stopped 😅
Tattoo Artist! Miguel...
And he comes home after a long day, lights up his cigarette outside because you hate the smell, and catching site of you in the window, stamps out the cigarette and comes inside.
Catching your chin between his fingers, Miguel traces his thumb along your bottom lip, before pressing it into the center and pulling your lips apart slightly and looking at you with those smoldering dark eyes before asking in a low voice...
"Have you been a good girl today?"
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hup123hup123slapslap · 11 months
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how far is too far?
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tarulink · 29 days
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Ok but...
OOT Link Mafia AU????
I'll take it.
Artist: (@ssan22020__) Unfortunately, the artist deleted their account quite some time ago.
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cruccabastarda · 1 year
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At this point I'm convinced it's all canon
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