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#do not look at me.
deviouz · 4 months
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can you imagine how mean sebastian would be once he notices you have a thing for his hands?
he starts becoming more meticulous about his manicures, nails always coated in an inky black and cuticles pushed back. he had donned rings every now and then prior to his realization, but they become much more frequent once he noticed your squirming at the saloon. he’ll settle a hand on your thigh, fingers dancing along the hemming of the pretty little sundress you wore to escape the summer heat. while abigail and sam had missed the flustered expression etched into your features, sebastian definitely hadn’t. when he’s walking you home, hand curled around your waist because “it’s what a good friend would do” as he ignores the way you sneak glances in his direction. you’re not sure how, but the night somehow leads you pressed against the blossoming apple tree with a hand nestled between your thighs, skilled fingers dancing across your folds expertly enough to have you gasping his name in between kisses. he’ll make you beg for more, have you all teary eyed and desperate pleas as his fingers curl just right.
“‘s the matter, sweetheart? all you have to do is tell me what you want.”
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shaadowmilkcookie · 1 month
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OH LOL i might as well post this here too!! i’m not dead yet chat!!!!!
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chthonicmoons · 2 months
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not to be bisexual but oh my fucking god. oh my god. jesus fucking christ
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speremint · 2 years
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Bro we went and saw The Bad Guys and this is Fr gonna start my anthro art phase it was SO fucking good? Great set up great action sequences and STUNNING art and SFX and camera angles. Gorgeous movie 1000000/10 would recommend!
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phantomrose96 · 9 months
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I think we should have a turn of phrase for "I'm not in the right, but I AM annoyed with this situation, so I just need to go bitch to a friend about this before I suck it up and go do the right thing" because more and more I'm finding this is a critical element of functional adulthood.
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andhumanslovedstories · 4 months
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astrallar · 7 months
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This man holds my heart just like he holds these ducks
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inkskinned · 9 months
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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.
you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.
you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.
don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.
if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.
you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:
how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!
aren't you happy yet?
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kelddaa · 2 months
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I was plagued by a vision
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hansoeii · 1 month
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crowley
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deviouz · 4 months
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. . . stuck between a rock and a hard place
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still not over the shadowheart + astarion sandwich thing, so i dumped my brain into this post. do not perceive me !!
astarion who has to keep you pinned against his chest, wrists cradled in one of his hands while the other rests against your hip, rubbing his thumb into the smoothness of your plush skin. he’s kissing along the column of your throat, the sharpness of his incisors occasionally peeking through to graze across your neck just to see you jump, feel your heartbeat quicken. he’s whispering praise after praise, rendering you speechless and a mess of incoherent babbles.
shadowheart is cruel with her thrusts, hips pistoning into your hard enough to bruise. she’s got one of your legs curled around her waist, the other pressed cruelly against your chest — dark eyes daring you to move. she’d love to do nothing more than put you in your rightful place, kneeling before her with the most deliciously submissive of expressions carved into your angelic features. corrupting you had been so fun. you practically worshipped the ground she and astarion walked on, desperate for their attention and touch at all times.
as you gasp out, body strung tightly and mind blank. you were a mess of broken pleas and sobs of pleasure, shuddering and writing about as if you were torn between a desperate need for more and the need to hide away because it was all too much. astarion held you closer, a hand sliding over your chest to rest at the base of your neck. as he kissed up your neck, pulling your lolled head to the side so he could access more skin, his fingers pressed into your neck as a test. “keep still, darling. you can do that for us, can’t you? such a good girl for us.”
one of shadowheart’s hands come down to cup your breast, a wicked smile curling onto pretty rosey lips as she twists your nipple with a laugh. she revels in the way you squeak, pressing further into the comforting embrace of the vampire wrapped around you. he shushes you, filling your senses with praises, curls dancing across your skin. shadowheart’s thrusts have your eyes rolling back, harsh enough to have you wondering if you’d be able to walk after all was said and done. when she got into these moods, the need to dominate and turn you into a brainless, mewling toy for her to break, you hardly ever came out of it unscathed. “good? gods, don’t fill her brain with that nonsense, astarion. i haven’t heard so much as a ‘thank you’ fall from her lips tonight. i’d hardly call that good.”
upon hearing that, a slew of ‘thank you’s’ began to tumble through kiss-swollen lips. shadowheart was more than willing to leave you on the cusp of orgasm, refusing your release as means of punishment. it had happened time and time before, and not even batting your eyelashes and begging oh-so-prettily had convinced astarion to grant you reprieve.
“don’t be so cruel, shadowheart. i’m not sure if i can possibly bear another one of her desperate little ploys, as endearing as it is.”
the way shadowheart and astarion spoke about you as if you weren’t even there had you clenching around the faux-cock nestled deep within you, filling you to the brink and bumping against that spongey spot with every other thrust. you were so, so close. high pitched moans and broken whimpers gave that much away. you prayed shadowheart was feeling forgiving.
you could have cried when shadowheart’s hand trailed along your thigh, immediately going to thumb at your engorged heat. soaked wasn’t the proper word to describe what you had done to the plush bed; wetness dripped down, trailing down your folds and the bottoms of your ass to add to the puddle beneath you. it was humiliating.
it wasn’t long before an orgasm wracked throughout your writhing body. it had you damn near screaming, head thrown back and nails digging into your palms with a sharp bite. astarion intertwined his fingers with yours, sweetly kissing along your shoulder as shadowheart fucked you through the overwhelming pleasure of it all. the curl of her lips had your heart thrumming impossibly faster, all mischievous and mean.
“oh, you couldn’t possibly have thought that i’d stop after just one, did you?” came a sharp tongue, “we’re going to be here all night, darling.”
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artkaninchenbau · 1 month
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A h-heartfelt reunion..?
Bonus
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mountainshroom · 1 month
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They deserve to have a quiet moment for themselves (and Zuko is seriously questioning his taste in men)
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skoofie · 2 months
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Friendly reminder that you should
Write that fic
Draw your OC
Redesign that blorbo
Plan that comic how you want
Create the content you want to see
Be cringe
Be free
The only thing that matters is you having fun! Not what others think!
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breaddo · 1 year
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thinkign about characters i like being sweet and tender with each other
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petrichara · 6 months
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‘Love is the one thing that we’re capable of perceiving that transcends dimensions of time and space.’
“Eulogy from a Physicist” by Aaron Freeman, with quotes from Interstellar by Christopher Nolan, and images from NASA, Interstellar, Getty, Petrichara, and Reuters.
1- NASA: GOODS-South.
2- NASA: NGC 1850.
3- NASA: Iberian Peninsula.
4- Christopher Nolan: Interstellar.
5- NASA: From the Earth to the Moon.
6- Hannah La Folette Ryan: Subway Hands.
7- Adams Evans: Heart Nebula.
8- NASA: Exploring the Antennae.
9- NASA: Crescent Moon from the International Space Station.
10- Petrichara.
11- Getty Images.
12- NASA: SMACS 0723.
13- Reuters
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