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seulgishaku · 5 months
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Nico may never outright say it, but Jason knows Nico loves him.
It's the small things. He asks to help with Jason's work. He let's Jason run his hands through his hair. He takes off Jason's glasses when he accidentally falls asleep with them on and yes, Jason noticed.
He let's Jason wipe his tears away after a particularly bad nightmare. He does the same for Jason. He brings Jason food from the mess hall when he forgets to eat, Nico remembers.
There are no "I love you's". Instead there are "can you please stay" and "I cherish the time we spend together".
It all means the same to Jason. Everyone loves differently, and he happens to love the way Nico loves him.
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captainsaltypear · 13 days
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for legal reasons caine needs to give pomni her own marketable gummipoo plushie. as a treat.
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checkertrains · 22 days
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The good ol switcharoo au, instead of empowering demons with his voice Adam would probably empower them with his music :p (guitar solo fuck yeaaahhh)
Also I haven’t draw traditionally for like FOREVERRRR so its a bit rusty (I got pencil smudges all over my hands afterwards, not fun)
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damianito · 2 months
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Cat against cat crime
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Saturn Devouring His Son, 1899
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gomzdrawfr · 7 months
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pep talk 💀🧼
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poofbark · 4 months
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my laptop is finally fixed. celebratory bakudekuposting
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helianthus-art · 1 month
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༝ * To Reminisce [ ; ] A way of saying "remember the past."
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altitudeofalcatraz · 9 months
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jumpscare
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chanrizard · 2 months
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© intrusiveskz
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Just something I noticed when rewatching the S1 Finale for the umpteenth time…
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Lucifer unfurls his wings when he’s singing to Charlie here. I think that’s pretty neat :)
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sethdomain · 3 months
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spooked
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chestharrington · 16 days
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🌝 hi im back hehehehe a steve harrington fic where you’re teasing him (grinding at a bar????????? mayhaps?????) and then you turn around to him just 🤠 bc he 100% came in his pants thank u mamas
Heyyyy sexy <3 This is short (sozz) and I took liberties pls forgive me. But the heart of the matter is the same: Steve Harrington WILL bust in his pants. AMEN!
Rating: E (18+) Kinda
Warnings: Drinking (which shouldn’t be a warning. GROW UP!), making out, premature ejaculation
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Steve had been clinging to your side like a baby duck the entire night, never wandering farther than arm's length. A warm hand on the small of your back as you made your way through the crowded frat house, a warm lap to sit on when your feet started aching and the ugly leather couch started calling your name.
“You don’t have to babysit tonight,” you murmured after you sat down in the , pressing a soft kiss on his jaw.
“I know,” he replied. His hand was warm on your inner thigh, protective and comfortable. His thumb rubbed soothing circles on the plush skin as he looked at you. “I trust you, I just don’t trust these college guys.”
“You’re so adorable when you’re all protective,” you teased, poking his side. “Are you even having a little fun?” His guilty expression and lack of response said all you needed to know.
You stood and pulled him off the couch with a scheming grin. “We’re going to go slam a beer, and then you’re going to dance with me to whatever shitty music they have playing. Then we’re going to try the jungle juice, dance a little more, and after that we’ll bail and go make out in your car.” You raised a brow. “Any questions?”
“No questions. But you’re really sexy when you boss me around,” he said, leaning down to place a chaste kiss on your lips. You grinned at his words and guided him through the packed house to find the nearest cooler.
Things were going pretty well until your first cup of jungle juice. There was definitely some sort of mixer there, but, by taste alone, you would’ve guessed it was just food coloring to turn all the liquor red.
“We’re gonna have to call Robin to drive us home,” Steve shouted over the music as he downed the last swill in his red solo cup. You nodded and poured a little more in your cup, which you easily chugged down.
You wiped your mouth with the back of your hand and stood on tiptoes to press a messy kiss to Steve’s lips. As soon as you pulled away, a smile spread across your lips. “Let’s go dance! I love this song!”
Despite the crowd, you managed to pull him through the crowd on clumsy footing. Everyone was in similar states of carefree and giddy drunkenness, so no one really cared if you bumped into them. You guided him until you were practically back to back with the sound system and started dancing.
You really didn’t love this song. You didn’t even think you’d heard it before. But there was a good beat, and Steve’s hands were warm on your exposed skin, pulling your back right against him.
He was planting clumsy kisses along your jaw and throat as he held you tight, letting you move and sway against him. You relished in the feeling of his fingertips toying with the hem of your shirt just itching to slip beneath.
Your hands settled atop his, guiding them to your hips as you moved. You spared a glance back and felt your heart flutter at the sight of him— hair plastered to his forehead, cheeks flushed.
A few songs later, his hands were back under your shirt and you were itching to escape the crowd. Which is how you wound up down the block in the backseat of the Beamer.
Warm hands splayed across your ass as you straddled his lap, lips barely leaving his except for very necessary gasps for breath. He tasted like jungle juice, but you didn’t care.
“See?” You gasped between kisses. He held you firm on his lap, guiding you as you ground against him. “Told you that we needed to get out for once.”
“Mhmm.” He nodded, chasing your lips, tongue licking into your mouth with a needy desperation. Occasionally, passing cars would light up the interior, but you were both too drunk on each other to care.
Distantly, you could hear the bass shaking the frat house off the foundations, and cheers as someone broke the keg stand record for the night. But after a while, the sounds of Steve’s lips smacking against yours, and soft moans slipping past his lips when you moved against him took over your entire brain.
It could’ve been fifteen minutes or an hour. Time got a little fuzzy when you both got drunk and touchy. His hands were so tight on your hips that it might have actually left bruises, which would’ve been a problem for tomorrow.
You had only just started toying with his hair when he pulled back from the kiss with a muffled whimper, panting softly.
“Did I pull your hair too hard?” You asked sheepishly, giving his scalp a soothing scratch.
“No! No it felt nice,” he insisted. His cheeks were a burning pink, which matched his kiss-swollen lips. You leaned in and gave one chaste kiss, before leaning in to start up the make-out session again. You rolled your hips against his briefly before he grabbed your hips in his hands, keeping them still. “Can we just take a… I dunno… five minute breather?”
You raised a brow and moved your hands between the two of you, only to find a wet patch on his jeans. You bit your lip in an attempt to hide your grin, but it was too late. “Aww… you came from a bit of kissing?” His cheeks flushed impossibly deeper, as you pecked kisses along his cheek. “That is… surprisingly sexy.”
“It’s so not my fault,” he insisted, practically pouting until your words registered. “Wait— it is?”
“Mhmm…” You replied as you began stroking him teasingly over his denim. “Actually… I kind of want to make you do it again.”
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ryllen · 6 months
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babylemonart · 4 months
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Fellow ☀️ and 🌨 mode
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myfairkatiecat · 8 days
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I love how Shannon Messenger’s go-to scene continuation method is to have Biana appear in the corner no matter what was happening
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