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xekstrin · 18 days
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starting a new trend called groceryposting where we post our grocery lists so we have something new to be self conscious about. Anyway: milk, eggs, chicken thighs because white meat is flavorless, brown rice, rice cakes (for when i want to eat styrofoam) distilled water (for my cpap), sparkling water (for me), oatmeal (yum yum), a bunch of apples unless there’s another fruit cheaper / on sale, coffee (we’re running low) and a big bag of dark chocolate chips (for baking/snacking). We still have tons of vegetables in the freezer/fridge and potatoes at home as well as a gigantic tub of plain yoghurt for sauces / desserts. I might go crazy and buy a bunch of raisins too we’ll see. You never know.
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canon-gabriel-quotes · 2 months
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Completely normal out of context and out of character clips
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foursaints · 5 months
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i beg you to open your heart and see that evan & barty both exercise and it’s part of why they suck
barty: goes to the gym but does not take it even remotely seriously he dgaf. lazily mixing cookies & cream flavor protein powder into his gross plain yogurt and eating it standing up in the middle of the kitchen in his boxers. built long, mean, & lean like a hyena (!!). his back and shoulders are fucking unfair and evan wants to climb him. the only thing he regularly does is go for daily distance runs with his shitty old iphone strapped into an arm band & his wired earbuds
evan: yoga instructor. exercises but in the psychotic productivity/clean girl/patrick bateman “morning routine” way where he wakes up at like 5am, stretches, meditates, takes one thousand vitamins, and drinks some green concoction from his bullet blender made from pandora’s hippie superfoods, all with the most long-suffering expression on his face. pilates & flexibility. the first time barty saw evan going to yoga class in shorts & leg warmers he stared so hard he walked directly into a doorframe
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lemon-wedges · 5 months
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Its been a while since I updated this little project but heres the dealio. I got "mysteriously" sick for the last 2 months and it kinda halted my work on getting this thing physically printed. BUT IM BACK and ready to start this up again. I'm really hoping i get everything done by Jan. or very latest feb (mostly anticipating for holiday slow down)
In the meantime i got a few questions on my interest check asking if i would offer a digital version of the zine. and the answer 2 months late is YES I WILL YOU CAN GET IT NOW ACTUALLY ON MY GUMROAD OR KO-FI HURRRAYYYYYY!!!! 🥳🥳 GO CHECK IT OUT ITS $3
GUMROAD | KO-FI
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puniflash · 1 month
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I am unwell.
I feel like this episode tore my heart into pieces and fixed it up again all in a time span of round about 45 minutes.
This was a true masterpiece. It felt like a Fanfiction coming to life. And watching it had me in a whirlwind of emotions throughout the whole episode.
It's almost 4 am and I am unable to fall asleep because I feel just as broken as Rick looked the moment Michonne gave him the phone with Carl's portrait on it.
Today's top three dialogue moments that broke my entire existence:
3. “You're the love of my life. i couldn't just let you go. It felt like my heart ripped itself out of my chest and walked out the door"
2. "Carl. They took Carl. I lost him again."
1. "I can't live without you. Without you, I die."
Anyways, I'm gonna go rewatch and cry again. What else am I supposed to do?
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javierpena-inatacvest · 2 months
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I don’t care if it’s not cool or trendy anymore but I am a faithful Hydroflask stan and I will put stickers all over it 🫡 I chickened out and didn’t get the Javi pocket Pedro bc I have abysmal social anxiety- everyone knows Mando and I didn’t wanna have to answer who the random man in sunglasses was in the pocket and unveil my obscene Pedro obsession to the world 💀 (plus Din and lil Grogu are so freaking cute 🥺)
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crocchompers · 3 months
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The cake goes for you because you need a nice meal. :)
For the flowers and apple it can go to beta Wally and Wally too.
That all 😰
*run away*
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God I love these little bugs <3
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bird-inacage · 1 year
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LITA DVD Behind the Scenes | Shy Peat (NC Scene Filming)
PEAT: Shy. Bashful. Hides face cutely.
FORT: Unashamed. Sips aggressively. Stays wedged between Peat’s legs.
*Also Peat: TURNS IT ON AS SOON AS CAMERA ROLLS
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l3irdl3rain · 4 months
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do not get an aquarium. just spilt multiple multiple gallons of water while cleaning Otto’s tank
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brightmoontrigon · 1 month
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deer of 9 colors 🌙🌈
hello friends! my recovery from meningioma surgery has been coming along, albeit with both its ups (partial improvement in my eyesight, feeling strong enough to get around mostly at my normal level) and downs (diabetes insipidus, sinus congestion, weird episodes of joint pain, and having some ongoing visual field impairment). still, I'm very thankful for the good things. I'm trying to make a little art again and wanted to invoke this auspicious creature for some luck and benevolence <3
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linddzz · 8 months
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After my elderberry bush went off it's tits this year production wise I went "I'm not fuckin hand squeezing all that" because LOOK at this gotdamned six gallon bucket of cooked berries.
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So I leveled up my wine hobby and got a fruit press. I am delighted to report that the design of them is pretty much the same as it's always been and I feel so fancy and legit and dare I say, cottage core. Look at that COLOR 🤌🏻🤌🏻
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I love doing stuff that I feel like an ancestor from thousands of years ago could peep in and be like "a lot of this stuff is unfamiliar and new BUT I recognize what you're doing!!"
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musubiki · 2 months
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i think i need to up limes "bully mochi" stat he needs to harass her more
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sweet-villain · 10 months
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HELLO DO YOU HEAR THAT?!!
It’s me sobbing on the ground for this man
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jefferythejelly · 4 months
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he’s sore 😔
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photozoi · 1 month
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From top, to bottom, Wyatt takes his tank inspections seriously.
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enihk-writes · 4 months
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[needed proximity]
potentially part of a [인권유린상자] series depending on how well this goes, i'll add other characters, i.e. chung myung, tang gunak. yes i will find a way to get a 50+ year old man pregnant.
pairing: baek cheon x afab!reader
summary: two sexually repressed losers get stuck in a box.
content warning: cunnilingus // face sitting (kinda) // hair-grabbing // no use of protection or contraceptives (please don't do this irl) // raw-dogging (is this the right term???) // creampie // slightly messy
word count: 1.73k
author's note: smashed falafel subway six inch in a toasted italian herbs and cheese bread with lettuce, tomato, onion. chipotle southwest and honey mustard sauce with two double choc chip cookies and a cold bottle of 600ml sprite.
[18+ NSFW CONTENT BELOW, MINORS DNI]
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so you've gotten yourself trapped in an upright box with the resident pretty boy of your sect you had been seeing for a while.
my congratulations, or my condolences. whichever you prefer.
how you two came to this predicament is none of your concern right now. all your mind could think of was how his chest on your back felt so nice and warm. not to mention how soft it was, surprisingly enough. you unconsciously step back, wanting to feel that soft warmth a little more.
please... don't move so much...
baek cheon pleads, whimpering.
he tried to move away from you, trying his best to think of anything other than your body being so close to his own at that moment. or how his dick had been growing harder with his groin pressed against your bottom. he hoped you were too dense to notice.
unfortunately, the uniform you wore wasn't thick enough to hide his erection resting on your ass.
shouldn't we do something about this?
you finally ask face turned away from him, hiding your embarrassingly excited face. you little pervert.
is that an offer? or a suggestion?
which would you prefer?
he pauses for a moment.
i'll take that as an offer from you.
he leans down, nuzzling against the crook of your neck, hands resting on your hips. he doesn't move — much less breathe or let out a sound, waiting for a green light to do so from you.
what are you stalling for?
please tell me what to do.
he says, he turns you to face him, pushing your back flat on the wall as he falls to his knees at your feet. face resting on your lower tummy and hands ghosting the back of your thighs. his murmuring voice sent shivering vibrations straight to your core.
knowing that your voice would reveal your wonton desires, you run your fingers into his dark locks, grabbing it by the fistful as you push his face downwards — closer to where you wanted him to be.
it was good that he understood quickly. ridding you of your pants and underwear. your knees are lifted, they go over his shoulders and rest on them as his face dives closer to your heated cunt.
you look down to see his nose bumping against your clit, you couldn't see it as well, but his lips move to place feathery kisses over your fluttering hole, dripping in more and more of your slick.
the cause. which was it?
your unrestricted neediness or baek cheon's clumsy expertise? or was it both? it was probably both.
for all his lack of technique, he made up for in eagerness. your every twitch and sigh at his ministrations were his fuel to keep on going and going and going until he felt your thighs shake and close around his head. your hands dig into his hair, nails scratching on his scalp a little harshly as you push his pretty face deeper. his rough hands pin your hips to the walls of your enclosure, it's unpolished surface scratched against your now bare back painfully. the top of your sect uniform had fallen over your shoulders and exposed your binded chest — but even that was slowly loosening, showing more and more of that soft, plush skin.
looking up at you through his half-lidded eyes, baek cheon had to admit this sight of you was utterly sinful. the fact that he was the only one to have the honour of seeing you come undone all over his lips and tongue. he laps at your pulsing entrance, drinking in every drop you released like a parched man in a desert who hasn't seen a sliver of water in years.
the air in the box was getting warmer, the heat gradually growing into a boiling point. the thin sheen of sweat on your skin the evidence.
you felt dazed, all your senses were dulled down to focus on the tightening coil in your abdomen prepping for another release. how many times does this make? four... no, five?
at this rate, you might even pass out before he decides to shove his cock inside.
cheon-ah...
you call out, pushing his face away from your cunt. he had drunken look on his face, his lips a little swollen and his chin wet from how long it had been buried between your legs.
huh?
cheon-ah... in... i want...
you stumbled over your words, feeling embarrassed from having to say things out loud. sure he's eating you out like no tomorrow but asking to fuck you raw was still too bold!
are you asking for this?
he drops you onto his lap, you squealed from the sudden action with your knees still hanging over his shoulders as you folded in half, bare chest pressing on your thighs. baek cheon grinds upwards feeling your wetness get on his clothed crotch.
you gasp at the sensation, still reeling from sensitivity in the aftermath of his ministrations. you feel your legs tremble — if he kept grinding up on you like this...!
he stops.
you whine desperately, bringing your face closer to his, trying to pepper it in kisses just so he'd continue.
you said you wanted it inside.
baek cheon chuckles at your attempts, gingerly lifting your legs off his shoulders to set them back on either side of his hips.
be more patient. let's get you out of these.
his finger tugs at your belt, still tied securely around your waist and holding onto your robes that had fallen off long ago. it unravels quickly, and baek cheon tosses your clothes aside.
you look at him, the gaps in the box you both were in let in enough light to see that he wasn't as much of a mess as you'd thought he would. aside from his missing forehead ribbon and dishevelled hair, everything else in his attire was still in its place.
god, this was so annoying.
his notices that your movements stilled, following your gaze he sees that you've balled your fist on his chest — the fabric of his uniform peaking through your fingers gripping on it tightly.
you want this off?
baek cheon asked, smiling giddily as you nodded. he makes quick work of undressing himself, keeping you occupied as he leans over to kiss you. his mouth on yours felt feverishly hot, the sighs let out in between each time you parted from each other had the hair on your skin stand in anticipation.
his hands rest on your knees, spreading your legs further apart as his lips go from kissing your own down your jaw and on your chin. he drags his teeth down your neck, sending ticklish shivers down your spine. his hands travel up your thighs, slowly, tugging his thumb on your skin. his nibbles on your collarbones and shoulders, humming contentedly as your hands leave long red lines of scratches on his back and arms. you feel him move down to kiss your chest sucking on the flesh enough to leave darker marks on them.
his hands didn't stop even when he reached your hips. he traced his fingers all over your body — pinching, caressing and tugging on the sensitive parts of your skin, or wherever he could reach in this tight space. combine this with all his heated kisses, you felt like you were almost at your limit, and yet you kept holding on because you still hadn't gotten what you wanted.
wrap your legs around me, i'm going to stand up.
he says this with a chaste kiss to your cheek. hooking his arms under your knees, hands supporting your bottom, he lifts you up along with him and doesn't even break a sweat.
you gasp in surprise, and he shushes you with a flurry of pecks. you found yourself gradually relaxing in his arms, his thumb running soothing circles on your skin.
he leans back on the wall, breaking away from the kiss with a thin line of saliva. he rests your forehead on his, catching his breath.
do you still want this?
with a nervous, shaky voice he asks you.
you nod.
really?
you nod again.
if you feel like you don't want to anymore, i can...
cheon-ah, how many times do you want me to say yes?
you giggle at his astounded face, and he soon laughs alongside you. you kiss him, cupping his face, assuring him quietly as he gently brings you down on him.
neither of you have ever done anything like this before, the feeling of him inside you and your warmth enveloping him was so, so foreign. his mind draws a blank, genuinely not knowing what he should do next other than to hold you closer.
cheon-ah... move... please?
he listens to you, as he always did, lifting you up and back down again. his hips bucking up to meet yours, skin slapping against skin, the quiet squelch of his dick covered in your essence pushing and pulling, in and out of your quivering hole. soft gasps and moans filled the space around you, nothing else other than the peak of your highs mattered at that moment.
groaning, baek cheon presses your knees into your chest, pinning you against the wall. this new angle had you seeing stars every time the dull tip of his cock brushed on your sensitive cervix. your clit rubbed against his groin, the hairs covering both your nether regions adding to the friction you felt. your soft, spongy and wet walls clamped down on him so hard that it might as well be you sucking him dry inside.
in a moment of clarity, you feel him twitching. you didn't need any experience to know that he was close, and your legs instinctively wrapped around his waist. heels digging into his lower back as you push him deep into your soaking cunt.
he thrusts upwards a few more times before you felt his cum spilling inside. his voice reduced to incoherent babbles as he mindlessly pressed his lips on your heated skin. he was still not done, his release eventually dripping out of you and onto the floor.
you kiss and play with his hair as you both slowly came down from your highs, you share a bashful smile. hearts still racing from the intensity of the events that just transpired.
that aside, how were you two getting out of this box?
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