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#he just gets lost in the sauce
lazylittledragon · 5 months
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and they never talked about it again
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starheirxero · 4 months
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Multiverse's most mentally stable Sun
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He's fine 😁 (lie)
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13eyond13 · 9 months
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a headcanon I just realized I have is that Light often has a lot of trouble living in the present moment and L often has a lot of trouble NOT living in the present moment. Light is a huge planner and forward thinker and accustomed to grinding through unpleasant current circumstances in order to achieve optimal future results. L is very keen on living for today and whatever is currently tickling his fancy and giving him the most excitement and pleasure and challenge, and prefers not to dwell heavily on the future nor the past. And I think that both of them normally feel uncomfortable and resentful if they are forced to do the opposite of what they are normally accustomed to doing.
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necromancer-mango · 1 year
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[start image description: A digital drawing of He Xuan and Shi Qingxuan from Tian Guan Ci Fu. Shi Qingxuan has one hand on He Xuan's shoulder, leaning in with a smile. The other hand is holding a fan. He Xuan is looking back at Shi Qingxuan while holding an ice cream in each hand. /end image description]
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spineless-lobster · 12 hours
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Icarus 🤝 patroclus
Getting lost in the sauce and fucking dying
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i think he wants the doctor to beat him up in the exact same way that missy wants the doctor to tenderly hold her face and kiss her
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tameila · 1 year
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Pikelan in-betweens to ruminate on from episode 7-9:
Scanlan approaching Pike as they began their descent down the mountain. He offers a gentle,”Here, hold onto me” and supports her as they clamber over boulders and stones, and then he just doesn’t let go (until Grog finally agrees to their help)
They picked up a cart at some point. Scanlan either charming it off some merchant or paying out of his own coin purse, because he noticed Pike struggling to keep going (and trying to hide it), and he needed to way to support them both.
We have to assume that Pike and Scanlan probably filled Wilhand in on the whole Vox Machina thing in-between scenes. but just. Wilhand’s POV of Pike coming back home with her brother and this handsome gnome that follows at her heels, often literally, often with his eyes. and how his dear Pike is often following him right back. Wilhand Knows™
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roboticspacecase · 9 months
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thatagenderfreak said: BillDip where Dipper is exploring the forests around Gravity Falls and finds a dilapidated old cabin during the day, but when he goes back after the sun goes down it's well taken care of and Bill invites him to dance maybe? I don't know, I wrote a thing with a cabin like that and I just really like the setting, honestly. Lol.
Ahh this is such a neat concept! I love ethereal stuff like this!
Plenty of Dipper's days were spent wandering around. Whether it be pacing back and forth in the house with a book in his hands, or hiking through the woods near the home he spent his summers and now lived in, Dipper could never keep still. Not unless it was to finally pass out after days without sleep, that is.
He had taken one of those naps earlier that day, wasting away the sunlight and waking up when only a sliver of it was left. Not too hot, and still light enough to see where he was going. The perfect time to go out for a hike.
With a backpack filled with a water bottle, sketchbook, and snacks, Dipper meandered out of the house and into the woods. He had travelled through every path over the years, though the wonders of the forest never ceased to amaze him. From the odd animals and creatures that scurried through the bush to the streams of water that seemed to flow in different directions every time he passed them, everything there offered a sense of magic that never grew old.
Rich green moss covered the rocks that lined the pale dirt paths, and Dipper decided he'd take the one he knew the best. By the time he would be heading back, the sun wouldn't offer much light, so he would need the familiarity to help guide him home.
Dipper took in deep breaths of the fresh air while he walked, enjoying how the crispness of it cleared his head. Soon he would take out his sketchbook and find something to doodle in it. But, before that, he would need to find a good spot to sit down and draw.
Not far from where he was, an old, dilapidated cabin sat in a small clearing of trees. Dipper had been there plenty of times before, always in the middle of the day so that he didn't accidentally hurt himself climbing around it. It was a bit darker than he would have liked it to be for exploring, so he resigned himself to only stay long enough to get a decent drawing done and not do any snooping around the place.
By the time he made it within a few yards of the place, Dipper could tell that something about it was... Different. Something in the clearing was giving off light. He slowed his eager steps, inching closer and closer while the sun sunk further and left him in the strange glow.
Dipper didn't have a chance to call out and see if someone was there, maybe a camper or lost hiker—he had run into a handful of those before—because as soon as the building came into view his jaw went slack.
A soft, classical melody came from the no longer broken windows, bouncing off the walls that were somehow completely intact and echoing out into the trees. The once dead patches of grass danced to the gentle breeze, no longer hindered by chunks of rubble.
"What... Is happening?" Dipper dared to come closer, still gawking at the windows, where he could see old but nice furniture inside.
"A beautiful night, that's what is happening."
The sudden voice had Dipper stumbling back with a yelp, holding his chest. A tall, extremely well-dressed man had been leaning against the side of the building, stepping out into the light with a chuckle.
"Holy shit, I didn't see you there." Dipper took in a shaky breath, eyeing the man. "You... Who are you? What is this place? I've been here a million times, and it's always been... Well, a pile of rocks, not a whole cabin! There's no way you did all this since the last time I've been here. How would you even get the tools out here to do this?"
The man shook his head, laughing as Dipper spoke. "You ask too many questions. This place is as it's always been, and always will be."
"But- No, that doesn't make sense. It's never been like this before, how can it 'always be' if it's never been this?" Dipper crossed his arms, staring the blond stranger down. He had seen plenty of strange things in his lifetime. Most of which were in that very forest. But none of those things could ever explain something like this away.
"Another question? You should stop asking so many of those, I don't think you'll like, or even get, any of the answers I'll give." The stranger walked closer to Dipper, extending a gloved hand to him. "I love this song. Won't you dance with me and forget about all those questions... Oh, silly me! I haven't asked for your name. You can call me Bill."
Dipper raised a brow at the man, alarm bells ringing in his head. While he didn't seem all that dangerous, his gut still told him not to trust Bill. "Uh, you can call me Dipper. As for the dance, I don't think that's a great idea. Not only is it getting dark, I also can't dance. Like, at all. Your toes will get stepped on."
Bill let out a hearty laugh, wiggling his fingers at Dipper. "Come on, you don't have to be good at dancing to do it. Just go with the flow and enjoy yourself, Dipper!"
All of this was too weird for Dipper. He couldn't think of a single, logical reason for any of it. The building, the lights, the music, or why this strange man wanted to dance with him so badly.
Still, passing up the chance to stick around and find out a few answers to his questions didn't sound too bad.
"Fine, alright, we can have one dance." Hesitantly, Dipper reached out and touched Bill's hand.
The music suddenly grew louder and a bit faster, and as Dipper was yanked closer to the man, he could feel his outfit go from his usual shorts and T-shirt to something much fancier. He looked up at Bill, though he wasn't able to ask how the suit appeared on his body because the stranger began pulling him around, moving faster than Dipper could keep up with.
"See? Isn't this more fun than asking a million questions?"
Dipper nearly tripped over his own feet, having to cling to Bill to keep himself from falling. "Not really! I'm not- I told you, I'm no good at dancing. I'm just going to fall."
Bill paused for a moment, wrapping both arms around Dipper and smiling down at him. "I won't let you fall, Dipper."
His icy blue eyes bored into Dipper and the smooth, calming tone of voice left Dipper gawking again, though this time he couldn't help but be more relaxed.
"That's it, there we go! Just let yourself go with the flow. The sooner you let the questions go, the sooner you'll find the answers."
Dipper nodded slowly, moving his feet again once Bill started to move.
Despite Dipper's clumsy steps and need to lean on Bill, the two fell into a comfortable rhythm, swaying to the song over the plush grass. Dipper did his best to do as Bill said, not letting himself think any more about the why's or the how's of the situation and only focusing on how nice it was to dance. And, much to his surprise, it sort of worked.
The less he thought, the more he realized that it didn't really matter why this was happening. It didn't make any sense, and, for once in his life, it didn't have to. A lovely night of dancing, enjoying how it felt to be held in Bill's arms, was all that should matter. It had been ages since Dipper had sought out any sort of romance, and having this mysterious man guide him through the steps of a dance he'd never fully know, was about as close as he would get to a date these days.
"Look at that, you're a natural!" Bill lightly brushed a hand against Dipper's cheek as the music slowed, his steps also coming to a stop. "This has been wonderful, Dipper. I think it would be nice to see you again, someday."
Dipper snapped out of his love-struck daze, blinking up at the man. "But when-" He stopped himself, chuckling. "Right, no questions."
Bill laughed as well, stepping back from him. "Since you're learning so fast, I guess I can reward you with a bit of an answer to that last question." He snapped his fingers, Dipper's outfit going back to his normal clothes. "You'll find me when and where the time is right. Maybe it will be tomorrow, or in a week or two. Though, tonight has been lovely, so I do hope it's soon."
"Yeah," Dipper hummed with a smile. "Me too."
The stranger smiled back at him, and within a flew blinks, Dipper was left in the blue, morning light, alone in the clearing with the old ruins of the cabin. It hadn't felt like they had danced for that long at all, but as Dipper walked back home, he didn't let it bother him. In his heart, he knew he would see Bill again, and regardless of how or why he had met him, he knew he would enjoy whatever time they got together.
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toruvi · 4 months
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when you go into a smut scene with a plan but then it completely gets away from you
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cognitosclowns · 2 years
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Could I make a request for Andre, JR, Brett and Alpha-Beta giving Reader a massage? SFW or NSFW, whatever you prefer. Thanks!!
HOW HAVE I NEVER DONE AN ASK LIKE THIS BEFORE??? OMG???
NSFW!! There's Horny Little Elements mixed in so,, you have been warned. Brief drug mention.
Andre
OKAY he isn't. that strong. bc nobody uses that amount of drugs is going to have stable muscle mass.
That doesn't mean he gives bad massages!! They're very nice, it's just,, he's not gonna be very 'milking the stress out of your bones' type of squeezes??
His massages are moreso,, Nice Sensory Experiences <33 than actually working knots out,
Lots of thumbs and thumb circles!! Gives hand n foot massages.
He does also jump around a lot from section to section?? Like he’ll get an Idea and give up on your back to work on your legs before swapping up to shoulders to etc, etc. Keeps you on your toes.
I've mentioned before that,, I feel like he'd enjoy Super Slick Lubricated Oily sex?? So like <333 massages absolutely lead in so nicely to that.
Literally just say the word, he’ll slip himself right in, don’t even worry babe <3
is it all a bit messy? yes, but it’s also a blast, so it balances out!!
JR
He has Weird Cold Little Gecko Hands (affectionate), so it's a very,, interesting experience!!
While it would definitely be easier to just,, hire a masseuse,, and probably more pleasurable for you,,,,,, sometimes it is nice to indulge <33
JUST. THE FANCIEST OILS. Super smooth, lightly scented, you can feel it soaking into your skin. You're gonna feel all soft for a solid week after.
He doesn’t have a lot of experience giving massages, but he has plenty in getting massages!! So he isn’t completely hopeless, thank you MSNDMS
His hands aren’t too strong overall, so it’s mostly fingers? swirling his 
Yes hes gonna grab your tiddies a little. sorry they’re right there and he’s such a weasel, you’re getting groped a little bit <3
ass too!! little ticklish touches, plenty of squeezing <3 he also really likes hearing you squeal in surprise. it’s cute, sue him.
he isn’t too much of a bastard though - if you’re properly starting to fall asleep, he’ll keep all his touches super soft <33 to lull you
Brett
OH HIS HANDS ARE SO BIG <333 like properly clunky hands, super clumsy most of the time, but it makes him really good for massages!!
He doesn't have a lot of experience giving them, since he hasn't had that many long-term relationships, or opportunities to give massages.
but he's super eager!!!
Lots of cooing!! Like just,, these soft hums and giggles as you soften into his touch. It’s so sweet, he loves seeing you all dozey and happy!!
He always rubs the oil in his hands first to make sure nothings too cold!! It also means. he ends up having Oil Trails down his hands msndsmd
He’s a little more gentle at first, cause he knows he’s strong and he doesn’t wanna pull something or push too hard!! Once he gets a hang of it though, it’s fantastically firm
Not so rough as to be painful, just the perfect amount of pressure to make you all loose and sweet in his arms!!
He might,, ask if you two can Do Something (tm) if you start making noises? Like little hums and gasps are gonna get him GOING
A.B
oh you KNOW he gives mind-blowing massages. This man will fucking. balance your humours. realign your bones. fix your syndromes don’t even worry smsmdnsdmsnd.
He's a robot babey he can make it all perfect!!!!!!!! <333!!!!!!
It's all palms in the best way - he'll press them into the base of your back and drag them up, like he's pushing the stress right out of you. No more bones, you are mush.
Sometimes. he’s a little too rough. sorry MSNDMSD he’s very strong, and also a little stubborn about how If You Didn’t Squirm So Much, It Wouldn’t Hurt, etc, etc.
Since Reagan had to make sure they'd pass any fingerprint scanners he might encounter, he’s got lots of detail in his hands. Ofc that's pretty useless to him now, but it means there's plenty of delightful texture <33
Old man hands babey!! He’s got those DILF hands!!
He's very. Idk how to describe it.
Grabby? Lets go with grabby MSNDMSN lots of little squeezes 
It'll start as just shoulders and then 'oh, let me get this off you so I have better access' to 'well your feet must be so sore' and before you know it,, you have been undressed. bastard man.
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dykefaggotry · 7 months
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have to do a paper focusing on modern religion instead of religious/cultural history i have suffered more than jesus
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Parksborn werewoof AU
Pete is very grey wolf-ish & often appears as an anthro “wolf man” as opposed to a full wolf. He has increased physical strength & speed n seems to have boosted healing n senses
Where he can normally transform at will- on full moons & new moons he has a hard time not being a full wolf. (New moons are worse then full moons)
His silly full wolf form is an absolute BEHEMOTH of a feral wolf & is considerably tougher then his half form. Though it obviously has its downsides, a lack of opposable thumbs is rough 💀 + it comes with a unique & wolfish set of anger issues n behavior
Either way, big silly boy is a sweetheart. His heterochromia still shines through in wolf form & has created a mixed review on sightings in NYC. There are totally online forums n debates dedicated to discussing his physical appearance- his eye color being a big argumentative piece
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zooophagous · 2 years
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Buni :)
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Yoooo the face Din makes when the guy yells “WHAT’S YOUR NAME, OFficer??” Straight up :3 
Head empty, helmet off. 
like, no wonder we all are all over him. Dude’s dreamy, deadly, drowning, and dumb af. What more could we be asking for?
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magentagalaxies · 9 months
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agab (assigned gender at bruce mcculloch)
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