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valiantrunawayy · 7 months
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somewhatdelicious · 6 months
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Nosy nabour mince
'Tis the season to be spooky, and I am loving it. I made this to bring to a party yesterday, and I can't say that it was a raving success, but that can easily be attributed to
we had too much to eat
it was hard to seperate
Both of these issues could easilly be remedied though, the first with some moderation and the second with a sharp knife. I liked the taste though, and if I had more time to spend on the presentation I am pretty sure it would look spectacular. I like presentation, but I don't believe in sacrifycing taste, and in that respect this is a good bet.
Mix together in a non stick pan over low heat until melted: 600 gr or 21 oz marshmallows 50 gr or 4 tbsp butter Add and mix: 3 tbsp peanutbutter Add and mix: 6 cups or 14 dl rice crispies As you can tell this is quite a big batch, speaking of moderation :)
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thechekhov · 3 months
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Bonus question for reblog tags: If you reblog AI art without realizing it's AI art, would you like your followers to let you know about it?
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radiance1 · 4 months
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Damian: [brushing his teeth]
The shadow hanging over his shoulder: [Gets its teeth dangerously close to Damian's shoulder]
Damian: [Shoves a toothbrush into said shadow move and starts brush]
The shadow: [Pauses before starting to let out a contented purr]
Damian then spits out the foam and washes out his mouth, then makes the shadow do the same and then picks out pjs.
Damian: [Currently decided if he should go with the cat, dog, or knife imprinted one]
The shadow: [Starts getting dangerously close to Damian with, toxic green spirals it calls eyes]
Damian: [Throws the dog imprinted one behind him at the shadow and takes the cat imprinted one for himself and tells the shadow to put it on]
The shadow: [Stares at the clothes before hesitantly putting them on before letting out a noise of distress]
Damian: [Turning around to find the shadow somehow stuck in the pjs, lets out a sigh, then starts to help them fit]
Damian then moves over to the bed, he points to one side and tells the shadow to go there. The shadow listens, laying down as Damian also lays down, grabbing the sheets and covering them both.
It barely took a few seconds for the shadow to fall asleep, and Damian stared at it. Damian wasn't quite sure why the shadow of his dead twin was following him, nor why it was even able to and seemed to hide itself from anyone who isn't Damian.
Nobody besides him knew about it, and Damian decided that he liked it. This could have been his younger brother, if the other had survived, and they would have probably been told to fight to the death to decide an heir.
At the very least, that won't ever happen.
Even if his brother was slightly unusual.
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Danny did not remember much of the before, he remembered people with blurred faces and features, blurred colors. He remembered a lot of colors, then red, then white, then pain.
He doesn't like pain, he believes.
Then he remembered going to sleep, and then he woke up. It was dark and slimy and cramped when he woke up, especially when he realized someone else was in their with him.
Then he fell asleep again, then woke up to that same dark and slimy place, then fell asleep again, all in some weird cycle. Then, moving, and pain.
It hurt, and he was sluggish when it eventually stopped. Then came pain again, and he was asleep.
Then he woke up, again.
He didn't know what was happening, wasn't really aware of too. But he woke up next to the other who was in that dark and slimy with him, and decided he wanted to stay with them.
He wasn't aware enough for most of the things that happened when Damian grew up, but he still stayed regardless, and hide from everyone else.
Danny loves his brother, and he thinks his brother loves him too. Even if he was slightly unusual.
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juliairawrites · 1 year
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Curiosity Kills Prt. 2
here we go again…
my mind wondering again
oh, my curious mind.
not giving a fuck this time.
this time i’m going for it.
it’s been way too long,
so afraid to see you again,
but my curious mind won’t stop.
maybe I’ll see you,
maybe one time,
maybe the last time.
maybe this feeling will subside…
I just need to release this.
whatever fuck feeling this is.
what the fuck is it about you.
here we go again…
my curious mind…
wondering…
wondering for you again…
Fuck.
thinking about you…
sudden bliss
seeing you again…
i smile. the biggest smile.
~ Julia Ira*
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hermit-frog · 1 month
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kitconnor · 3 months
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THE BEAR 1x08 "Braciole"
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beamattack · 5 months
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return of my legend of zelda au…. haha. i've been wanting to draw more for so long but i've been so busy studying! here's link and zelda discovering a strange temple together (this dungeon is point 8 on the map, but i decided to switch the places of point 7 and 8 so this would actually be the 7th dungeon)
(loz idea masterpost)
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saetoru · 7 months
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if gojo doesn’t win this then it’s proof that all men do is lie bc why tf did you tell me in season one you’d win and have me all cozied up with no worries like “yeah trust. my man got this !!” only to make a fool out of the both of us. i’m never trusting nobody again this is not a game ok my mental health is not a game
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obscenicon · 1 month
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the girls are snugglingggg!!!
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if-loki-was-a-fox · 7 months
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okay the notes on this post I made have me genuinely curious
feel free to get more specific in the tags
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kneelingshadowsalome · 5 months
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Hello! Ash from @ashes-writing-corner here and I just had a brilliant idea!
What if König had a secret admirer that left him little love notes and tokens of appreciation? Nothing crazy but really sweet stuff. Poetry, notes, just pouring words of love on the page in pretty hand writing. Maybe they're good at calligraphy and/or are ambidextrous so he can't decipher who's handwriting it is. So he's gotta try and figure it out ^.^
Teasing König with love notes is a foolproof way to make our man obsessed ❤️
He thinks he’s a romantic at heart (and maybe he is) but it’s movies and such that mostly taught König how to deal with women. He wasn’t popular in school and never had a lot of friends from whom to learn how to date girls, ask what they like, how they behave… So to him, women are a bit of a mystery still. Cute letters and notes written in pretty handwriting are something he would try to do were he to court someone for real.
Seeing that he has a secret admirer is a life-shifting event because usually it’s he who does the admiring from afar (rather obsessively at that). Trying to find out who this romantic soul is becomes a priority. His head spins around during meetings, at lunch, in the plane, he's on high alert literally everywhere he goes. Curious to who's sending him this stuff, he sometimes lies awake at night, a bit delusional. Someone seems to have a crush on him, someone is sending him pieces of poetry like it's the 18th century, but who?
Who are you…?
Are you a pilot? A cafeteria girl? A fellow soldier?
König is starting to resemble a paranoid owl, trying to catch if someone is sending him secret signals, pretty shy smiles or lingering looks. He gets high on this shit... And also, a bit anxious. Are you even real…? What if this is just a prank? He's going to fucking strangle someone if it is.
Sniffs the letters and notes when they arrive, trying to catch your scent on them. Has every single one stored near his bedside, and reads them at least five times, both to make his heart swell again and to try to decode who this mysterious calligraph girl is. He’d write back to you if he only knew who you are…
One day, just before he goes to bed, there's another note pushed under his door. It's just a folded piece of cardboard paper that has no poetry in cursive; instead, it's written with a simple black marker pen and says:
“Hello hansome... Do you want to see me? If yes, come to the cafeteria tomorrow morning at 8. Bring a flashlight.”
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formosusiniquis · 9 months
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caught flour handed
For the @steddiemicrofic challenge Prompt: cake | WC: 311 | G | no CW A Dustin POV steddie discovery, everyone's fave
Steve has been up to something for weeks. Dustin knows the only way to find out what he’s been up to: sneak in and go through his shit. He’s calling it sneaking too, because if he knows where the key is he doesn’t think it can be called breaking and entering.
He twists the front knob slowly so it doesn’t click in the latch, even mostly deaf Steve always knows when someone’s at the door. Eddie would say crouching before he’s even through the doorway is a dead giveaway that something’s up. But what does he know?
“There are more helpful places your hands could be.” Dustin freezes in place; his hand still on the front door.
“There are less helpful places my hands could be.” That’s Eddie’s voice responding, but his van hadn’t been in the driveway.
“You’re the one that said you wanted cake.” He’s too far from the kitchen to tell, but Dustin would bet Steve has his hands on his hips.
“What if I said I actually wanted beefcake.” 
Steve can be a bit of a ditz sometimes, but Dustin can’t imagine him getting cake and that confused. What would beefcake even be, meatloaf?
“I would say you should have said something before we got up.”
“I would’ve but y’know how you get when your mind’s made up, Sweetheart.”
“No, I don’t actually. Want to share, Edmund?”
“Only that delicious cake you’re making.” Dustin can hear Eddie’s feet moving on Steve’s tile flooring. He’s creeping up on the doorway now, but has to assume based on the giggling that Eddie was moving out of smacking range.
Moving even closer, Dustin can see Steve facing the oven. Two perfect, white handprints on the ass of his jeans. “Your child is lurking,” Steve says, “do you wanna tell him what you’ve been doing to his babysitter, or should I?”
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chereus · 5 months
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Save a Horse, ride a cowboy | JJ. Maybank
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Summary; Reader gets back from a trip to the mainlands and just wants to make sweet sweet love to her boyfriend.
Pairings; JJ Maybank x Fem!Reader
Warnings; Somnophilia!!, DUBCON!!, pegging, slight mommy kink, best friends sister, usage of a v!brator, (kinda) established secret relationship, P IN V contact with no protection *I’M UNWELL, OK.*, very minimal editing —lemme know if I missed any please!
Cherries Notes; y’all. What in the hell is this? I just imagine John B waking up to absolutely violent moaning and thinking, “what the fuck?” Because honestly, he’s not wrong.
Cherries Notes PT2; don’t bully me ok, this work is literally from months ago. I barley recognize my own writing.
Word count; 2.1k
JJ has been extremely horny all this past week. To the point where he could just think about his girlfriend and get hard. Unfortunately she was on a trip to the mainlands with her friends. It was extremely frustrating to not be able to talk to his best friend about his girl troubles considering this girl in particular was his sister.
Ever since their dad got lost at sea John B became her father figure and would absolutely flip if he found out that they were together. JJ wasn’t too concerned about it since he knew that even though John B would be absolutely furious in the beginning, there’s no way he could stay mad at his lifelong best friend and someone he considered to be his brother.
So here he laid, in the humid dark room of the chateau thinking of how he was going to nail his little sister when she got back. In this very room. He was thinking about how first he’d teasingly kiss her plump lips and wrap his hand delicately around her throat as their tongues messily tangled together. About every time she’s pull back for air he’d smile into her kiss and pull her back in further.
About how he would move his hands up and down her body in a way they both know only he could do to her. About how he’d smush their entangled bodies together by the widest part of her hips. About how he’d fall back on the bed and take her with him by her thighs and have her straddle him. And most of all he was thinking about how much he missed her.
How while he explicitly missed her touch and deep romantic kisses and the hidden desire in her eyes he also missed the way she’d snort when she laughed. Or when she got angry and she’d pout. Or when she would take care of him when he she knew he had a bad day. Or when she knew he just needed comfort.
The thought of her not coming back was sending JJ into a mindset that he wasn’t equipped to deal with when she wasn’t here, ironically enough. So he decided that going to sleep would be the best option right now.
It was the wee hours of the morning by the time that you got back to find JJ curled up in your bed sleeping. You smiled softly and thought about how last week before your trip you had talked about wake up sex. JJ was more than happy to indulge in that fantasy. In fact he more than begged and pleaded for you to start the gracious level of kinky shit you guys were into right away. You had slept the entire car ride home so you were energized just enough to mount your boyfriend like a horse and ride him into the sunrise.
You knew how heavy of a sleeper JJ was so there was no need to be extremely quiet. You did however take caution in the fact that he looked harder than a rock and hadn’t been touched by anyone other than himself in a a little over a week so he’d be extremely sensitive when you tried to touch him. You knew exactly what the man liked. And what he liked was to not be in control all the time. He absolutely adored when you’d boss him around in bed. And even more so he enjoyed being the brat everyone knew he was. You had been teasing him on the phone all week just getting him riled up so you could go for hours when you got back.
Setting your bags in her closet you pull out a medium sized black box with all of your favorite sexual related things. You scan the box looking for four bundles of rope and your strap on harness. Deciding to be nice you take out your and JJ’s favorite attachment. An 7 inch long duel ended vibrating dildo. You love it because fits perfectly snug inside you while you giving the best performance of your life.
As you move to tie JJ to the bed you could help but smile at the sight of him cuddling the pillow in place of you. Continuing with the task at hand you slowly remove the pillow from JJ’s death grip. He turns and groans at this action which you find equally as cute. Even in his sleeping form he always has to be touching you in some way. When you successfully get both of his wrists tied to the headboard you move on to his ankles. You notice how he’s starting to stir a little from his restricted movement so you take that as a sign to move faster.
A few minutes later you have successfully tied your boyfriend to the bed and we’re beginning to quickly strip your clothes off. The quicker you went the hornier you got. JJ always slept practically naked anyways. It seemed that his horniness got the best of him tonight and he was completely naked. But usually anything short of just his boxers was too hot. You definitely didn’t complain. Easy access.
As you moved to approach the bed you stopped by your nightstand and grabbed the bottle of lube that occupied the tight space of the upper drawer. Also easy access.
Crawling over JJ you sat directly in the middle of his thighs so when he woke up he would see you pounding into him. Luckily you’d tied his legs far enough apart that you didn’t have to worry about wiggle room as there was plenty.
You started by kissing his hip bones and then working your way up his perfectly chiseled abs kissing one after the other. He softly moaned in his sleep from your feathery kisses. Once you made your way up through his stomach and chest you quietly nudged your face with his, brushing your lips over his own. He groaned with the sudden attention not wanting it to stop. You quietly pulled away and sat down on your calves. Lubing up the toy adequately and lubing the rim of his anus. His cock twitched and he deeply groaned at the cool sensation.
Lining up the toy and his delicate hole you slowly start to push in. JJ let’s out a loud moan and his eyes shoot open. You ignore him and speed up gently. Your thrusts were beginning to get deeper and JJ is still half asleep moaning his heart out.
“What the fu—” he groggily starts but the words soon die on his lips as you thrust a particularly rough thrust. You lean forward and kiss him on the lips and mutter an ‘I love you’.
As your thrusts begin to get deeper and faster the other end that had currently resided up your vagina begins to hit every nook and cranny of your vaginal cavity. You couldn’t hold the moan that was brewing in your throat and certainly not when you heard JJ mutter “harder”, along with a strangled moan.
The deeper he moaned the harder you went. At some point you remembered that this toy had a remote that made it vibrate and you took full advantage of that. Grabbing the remote from the right side of the bed you don’t hesitate in quickly cranking it up.
You could tell that JJ was doing more than stellar as he couldn’t even form complete sentences out of pure pleasure. This created a massive grin to spread across your face in euphoria. JJ was right, you should’ve done this so much sooner.
As you thrusted in the deepest, most sensitive parts of your boyfriend, you couldn’t help but just put your hands anywhere and everywhere. JJ seemed to appreciate the warmth of your petite hands as your nails dug into him wherever they could find a spot. He was getting close you could tell by the slight arch in his back and the furrow of his brows. One last time your hands slid down his inner thighs scraping with your nails before you gently grabbed his swollen cock.
As you started to rub up and down JJ’s face twisted in fiery bliss. He was so close but so far. Watching him get absolutely demolished by something he did to you on a weekly basis had something deep in you stirring. As you came up on your high you started to rub harder and faster on him. His moans were unrecognizable at this point. You’d never heard him make those sounds before. They were deep and husk like. It would’ve sent you over the edge if you weren’t so focused on giving your boyfriend the time of his life.
One sharp trust later and JJ was spurring hot cum all over your hand and his stomach. Before your you removed your hand from his sensitive member and lifted it to your mouth and licked it all up you made sure to turn the vibrator on low as to not cause too much overstimulation. He attentively watched you preform all your actions as he was sure to get hard again after not having a proper orgasm in over a week.
His eyes widened as you resumed your thrust. “W-what are you doing?” He finally spoke.
“Good morning sunshine. How’d you sleep?” You menacingly taunted. If he wasn’t too fucked out to come up with a response he’d demand that you untie him immediately and let him maul you like a bear.
He whined as your slow speed made him feel like he was about to explode. You just laughed in his face as he would do to you.
“Baby, you wanna make mommy feel good don’t you? Hmm?” You asked reaching down to kiss him everywhere but the lips.
His submissive side was showing and you couldn’t savor enough of it. He mumbled a quiet, “yes.” That made your heart clench in awe.
You were careful not to cause too much overstimulation for him as it made him physically uncomfortable but just enough for you both to start sweating like bitches in heat.
You cranked the volume back up to full speed and everything was buzzing. Your head flew back in pleasure. You wanted, no needed JJ to be touching you. You rested deep inside of him while you untied his arms from the bed frame.
“Touch me JJ I need to feel your hands on me.” You eagerly demanded. JJ wasted no time in pulling you down to his level and kissing you like his life depended on it.
Your thrusts became sloppy at this angle so JJ hoisted you in place so the vibrator inside you was hitting directly the right spots. Your kisses mended with his to insure that neither of you knew who was breathing who’s air. Your hands hadn’t left JJ’s hips since your turn to finish and it was driving him crazy.
Just before you tipped over the edge JJ lifts up his head and says, “fuck, your so gorgeous.” And you were sent spiraling and cursing as your thrusts almost completely stopped and you realized JJ had came again without you even touching him or even acknowledging that he was there other than for your pleasure the second round.
You quickly shut all the vibrating devices off and removed your strap on. The thin layer of sweat covering your entire body was enough to make you chuckle at what just happened.
“I don’t think I give you enough credit J, that’s a lot harder than it looks.” You say lifting yourself from the bed.
“Yeah, well, I don’t wanna take all the credit,” he sarcastically murmured from his same spot as you untied his ankles.
“Oh ya, come on. Let’s go get you cleaned up.” You said dragging him from his middle of the bed antics.
When he finally tried to stand up from the side of the bed he immediately sat back down with widened eyes, “I don’t think I give you enough credit y/n, that’s a lot harder than it looks.”
“Yeah, well, I don’t wanna take all the credit,” you laughed back helping him up.
As you were cleaning each other up and washing each other in the shower he bent down and gave you a long slow kiss and clearly said, “I love you more.” With a smile on his face.
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rainbowvamp · 2 years
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hob in the dreaming just minding his own business:
dream: *drops a book on a table that was not there three seconds ago*
hob: hey buddy… there a problem?
dream, glaring at the book: yes
hob:
dream, still glaring:
hob: …wanna share?
dream: do you truly believe i do not care for you?
hob:
hob: what the fuck??
dream, opening the book that is hob’s letters (written and unwritten) and pointing to one from a couple weeks ago:
the letter: “…and maybe sometimes i still wonder if you’ll come back. if you’re just amusing yourself with me…”
hob: what about that says i don’t care about you?
dream: it implies that i do not care for you. do you think so little of me?
hob, breaking out of that weird dream space where your brain just accepts stuff and actually analyzing what is going on: wait, no. hold on. how do you have this?
hob, scanning through a set of letters he wrote on an artistic kick in the 1700s: no really! how do you have these?
dream: my realm contains every book ever written and unwritten.
hob: and so you read my letters?
dream: they were addressed to me
hob: no. no. they were not addressed to anyone. they were unsent.
dream: i’m clearly the intended recipient.
hob: you are not. i never meant you to read these.
hob: i never even wrote some of these! i just thought this one.
hob: did you read all of them??
dream:
dream: yes.
hob: what the fuck?
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The $$$ is just a joke, The aroace doesn't have a Ko-Fi or anything. What The aroace does have is a crippling fear of failure.
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