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#hes my blorbo
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I'm bitches.
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owenhcrper · 10 months
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Random gifs of Owen Harper (season 1)
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hawke-moth · 11 months
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I am utterly obsessed with this man, he lives in my mind rent free.
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livvidaloca · 3 months
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more mitsubas
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shroombell · 5 months
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BLURR BLURR BLURR BLURR BLURR
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hes bouncing inside my head like a ping pong ball
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xx0yeet-everything0xx · 8 months
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random little jason grace hcs:
thumb rings. he wears thumb rings
huge physics nerd. like, he's not particularly good at it. but he loves it!
obviously transmasc aro
proficient in like every weapon, like every weapon. bow & arrow, battle-axe? yeah sure. but also, mace and chain, bagh nakh, gauntlets, deer horn knives, flails... fuck, he can even use a shotgun.
can run like really really fast. he's a runner. that being said he can also run really far. (like, roman soldiers walk up to 20 miles every day. with full armour. his endurance is fucking off-the-charts.)
most obscure music taste ever
very iffy about using his powers beyond the occasional electricity stuff, just because how much people in CJ would be terrified/rumour-y/plain weird about it.
loves drawing
actually a nerd in everything, not just physics.
has definitely bashed in someone's head with a shield at least once
huge fan of rollercoasters, hates horror movies
before fights he like to clean his glasses, for no reason at all.
people have told him countless times to not wear glasses during a fight because that won't end well if you're punched in the face but he keeps them on regardless. his reflexes are too good to get punched anyway 🤷
obsessed with barbie
no like. he and apollo do matching "i am Kenough" hoodies all the time
also besties with literally half of the gods across multiple pantheons
scribbles with pen on his hand all the time
chronic migraines guy
he goes feral in a fight then one second later he's like 🥺 'hey guys glad we got out of that one unscathed. y'all saved my ass'
he's never received any proper sort of love or affection (specifically during his younger years), so he deals with that by showering all of his friends with unlimited love <3
all the demigods and all the minor gods and some of the major ones too love him. hence he has a bloody huge, well-deserved protection squad
HE'S THE BIGGEST SWEETHEART EVER
he tore out krios's neck with his teeth and then smashed him to literal pulp with his own armour
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lucy-the-demon · 7 months
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If you guys hate Shane you'll definitely hate me because I'm literally just like him minus the goddaughter and the alcoholism but make it a caffeine addiction instead.
I got dat autism and clinical depression I'm literally the female version of Shane
And if you don't like Shane's room you'll definitely hate mine, it's a mess and i think there's a black hole there because I'm constantly losing stuff mostly my pencils i don't know where they go when i put them down but next time i need them they're gone. I might not clean my room because I lack the care to do it. I mean Why do your bedsheets if you're just gonna mess it up that night anyways l dont understand.
Honestly if you hate Shane you'll hate me, but he's the bad bitch I pulled by being autistic. You can hate both of us
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somebodytolove31 · 8 months
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Ok so to me Henry Emily is a severely mentally ill man who has been kind of just hanging in there for almost his whole life
He has struggled with depression and issues with socializing and stuff like that for his whole life, on top of that his wife dies at birth and he doesn't really know how to handle it, part of him tells him that his daughter is the reason his wife is dead and he hates that part of him and tries to suppress it but it's still there. He overworks himself loosing track of time, somedays even forgetting to go back home, he is bad at understanding emotions so he doesn't realize when his daughter is hurt or scared or sad
And then when his daughter dies he just goes off the rails, he only drinks or works and that's it, fantasizing about finding out whoever did it and killing them
And it turns out to be William, his only friend, his secret lover, the only one who truly understands him
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rez-urrection · 3 months
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ough I drew him
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ough.
hes listening to this song btw
he totally would be fucking MCR emo
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v-exian · 3 months
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Hi people
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f1nalboys · 1 year
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Pathetic - Wayne Bailey
Wayne Bailey x GN!Reader
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WORD COUNT: 638
WARNINGS: nsfw, degradation, hair pulling, humiliation, oral (amab recieving,) dracryphilia, face fucking, wayne calls reader a bitch. wayne is a mean yucky guy >:) not proofread
“Look at you,” Wayne stands in front of you, looking down with a sneer on his face. You sniffle, shifting your weight; your knees hurt and your hands are balled into fists at your sides. You want to touch him, were aching to, and he knows it. “Pathetic.” The word makes you clench your thighs together, a whine stuck in your throat. This is how he wanted you, getting off on his degrading words, wanting him to continue to be mean to you, to get you closer to that edge. “Aren’t you?”
“I am.” You’re quick to agree, nodding your head. There are tears threatening to spill over onto your warm cheeks and you could feel your chest tightening with want. You both were fully dressed and you were eye level with his crotch, the bulge evident through his slacks. “I want to-” He grabs your hair roughly, yanking your head back at an uncomfortable angle. You stop talking.
He shakes his head at you, lip lifting into a sneer. “You want to what? Suck my cock?” You try to nod your head but it hurts and you wince. He laughs. “Of course you do. That’s all you’re good for. Isn’t that right?” His words are sharp but they soothe you somehow, stoking the fire in your gut that he had started long ago when you had first met. “I asked you a question.”
“Yes, Wayne, yes, that’s all I’m good for.” You sit up a bit straighter, staring him in his eyes. His grip on your hair tightens at the sight of you, wide eyes filled with lust, hands shaking at your sides to stop yourself from clutching at his pants. It really was pathetic. “I was made to suck your cock, I swear. Can I? Please, god, I need it. I don’t want it, I need it.”
Wayne watches you for a second, deciding if he would give you the privilege of sucking his cock, when he grins. “Get to it then, bitch.” He shoves your head into his crotch, squishing your face against him. It’s something that a few months ago would have had you feeling embarrassed, humiliated, but now all it did was turn you on, make you salivate, make your tongue fall out of your mouth in anticipation as your shaking hands worked on his belt. The second his belt is undone he’s shoving you off of him gently and tugging his pants and underwear down.
Your mouth is on him in a second, taking him down as far as you can before gagging, pulling off and wrapping your hand around him. He watches with an uninterested expression but he’s hard in your hand, cock pulsing underneath your fingers, and you know what to do to make the facade of indifference; you’ve done this exact thing hundreds of times before. Swirling your tongue around the head of his cock, you keep your eyes on him. Another pump of your hand and then you’re taking him back into your mouth until your nose settles into the trimmed hair just above his shaft and you’re gagging hard but as you pull off he’s doing exactly what you expected.
“Aww, there you go,” He coos in a faux apology, shoving your head down further onto him, plunging his cock down your throat. You gag again, harder this time, the tears finally spilling onto your cheeks. When he lets go and allows you to pull off of him for air you grin and laugh, licking a stripe up the base of his cock. This is what you wanted. This is what you needed. He’s breathing heavier now, cheeks flushed red, a wild look in his eyes as he watches you ignore the tear streaks and go back for more of him.
He loves to see you cry.
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Frames the blorbo again, but refrains from going weak in the knees, and finds the nearest chair.
Another one from the @lydibug-art collection.
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dreamsy990 · 7 months
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i wanna ruffle roxas' hair he's just a little guy <- he'd probably bite me like a cat if i tried
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yeah youre right
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frogmanfae · 16 days
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Also, by the way, if anyone cares, Elmer has vitiligo
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caloulins · 1 year
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bitches be like this is my comfort character :3 and then its the traumatized mommy issues character that dies FOR NO REASON :,) (james gunn we need to have a serious conversation)
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