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noname-404s-blog · 10 months
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Stupid me 😮‍💨😮‍💨
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marzghost · 1 year
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Ok so I just recently watched all three life series from scars pov again and I've come to a horrible realization...Scar doesn't hit grian once after third life and if he does he never shows it. When grian steals his first life in last life sure scar goes after him swinging but he never actually hits him just barely missing him every time and when he was the boogeyman and had the perfect chance to kill grian he simply doesn't. In double life it was grian who hurt scar to show him that they were soulbound. It never crossed scars mind to test grian like at all. Like he just accepted that grian was helping him out by giving him food whenever he was low on hunger and worrying about his life when he was low on hearts out of the kindness of his own heart. He was one hundred percent ready to accept that grian was going to be on his side without even being soulmates in a death game. He didn't care about who his soulmate was at all in double life but accepted grian as an ally right off the bat. And when he finally realized who his soulmate was via dripstone ,as pay back for grian not telling him sooner, he doesn't hit grian ,no, he punches a jellie panda and hurts himself. Everytime he wants to hurt grian he never physically hits him it's always him hurting himself. Grian on the other hand...in last life grian isn't afraid to hit scar. After stealing his life and running into Lizzie he takes out his sword and swipes at scar the moment he jumps down to their level but misses and he shots arrows at him willingly when he's on yellow and when on red despite not wanting to. On double life grian is the one who hurts scar physically. When showing him their soulmates he uses dripstone and when their hiding from the reds he uses dripstone to prank scar which almost kills them both. It's wild. Plus in last life scar is the only one with a cactus in a world without a desert and it's mumbo and grian who trades for it and in double life they make another monopoly on sand and somehow manage to find the only cactuses on the server to hide out by when on the run. Yeah they never left the desert but Scar never left monopoly mountain and Grian never left the cactus ring.
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*sighs* gets vibrator to pass them time while restricting
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okkalo · 2 months
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thinking about rindou who rubs your back as you cry :( he keeps you in a hug, not caring if his shirt gets wet from your tears. he speaks in a mumble, saying things to get you out of your head and make you laugh. he’s never been good at reading you, so he’ll ask you what made you cry after pressing a kiss to your forehead and wiping your tears away for you. he’ll drag you to his bed if you both weren’t already there, bringing you down to cuddle with him as he continues mumbling random thoughts and rubbing your back.
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kazscrows · 1 year
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Can you believe that Inej imagined Kaz Brekker saying “I want you” then decided not to hope for that, because hope is dangerous, but then barely a day later it literally happened.
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thefemalejoker42069 · 4 months
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true crime content can go fuck itself at this point bc it has absolutely contributed to a glorification of rapists/serial killers and nobody can convince me otherwise. If you would’ve tried to sell shirts like this 15 years ago you would’ve ended up on the fbi watchlist but now people can sell/wear these in public and just say “umm sweetie I’m not condoning their actions I’m just interested in the psychology of serial killers!!”
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venusstorm · 2 years
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Sweet Pea
Ari Levinson hates people— except for you. But if he hates people why is he letting that girl at the bar talk to him? And why are you jealous? And why do you want him to **** your ***** until you’re *******?
Ari Levinson x Reader
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Warnings: 18+, degradation, size kink, dumbification, possessiveness, spit, spanking, pussy slapping, exhibition, jealousy, creampie, praise
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"He's so fucking big," the woman gasps. The group around her nods in agreement, their eyes dancing over to Ari who was hurdling darts at a target, drink in one hand as he aims with the other.
You raise an eyebrow, already knowing how this was about to go down.
"You should go talk to him," the woman's friend encourages. "He's been alone all night, I'm sure he's dying for someone to come up to him."
The woman grins as she sifts through her purse, pulling out a mirror to re-apply her deep red lipstick before fixing her dress and heading straight towards Ari.
Snorting, you await for the crash and burn she would soon ensue. She'd be lucky to even get out a "no thanks," from him. Usually he'd just shake his head before taking a longgg sip of whiskey until they got the hint and left.
But to your surprise, she never came back. Instead you heard the distinct sound of heavy laughter. Quickly you look up, face dropping at the sight of Ari and the woman giggling. Her hand slid across his shoulder as he pulls out a seat for her to sit.
"You've gotta be fucking with me," you grit.
She moves the chair closer to him until it there’s hardly any room for either to breathe.
You have never seen Ari so intrigued by someone before. He was smiling, fucking smiling! Thoughts began to intrude your mind. What if he took her home? What if this goes further than just tonight? What if they— fuck, you couldn't do this.
Hopping down from the stool, you grab your things and head for the door, stopping momentarily to contemplate telling him goodbye. But as you turn around the sight before you makes you only want to leave faster. She’s inches away from his face, hands reaching out for his as she stares down at his lips.
Scoffing, you leave the vicinity, vanishing into the cool night air and as far away from Ari as possible.
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As shitty as it sounds, you liked being the only person that Ari enjoyed being around. The only person in which he was truly close to. You know he has needs and although you hate the thought, of course he was fucking other people.
I mean it's not like he's fucking you anyways.
But he never spoke about it. That side of his life was a mystery and you had intended on keeping it that way but last night kept racing through your mind. 
Ari probably took her home...she probably laid on the couch that you had so carefully helped him pick out. Maybe her eyes lingered on the artwork you made for him— the colors contrasting against his otherwise dull apartment.
Maybe he laughed with her some more. Held her gaze and realized that "this might actually go somewhere."
You ached at the thought of Ari being with someone else. It wasn't fair. After all these years of silently pining after him, secretly wishing he'd wrap you in his burly arms and kiss you until you were dizzy, you had never thought about him finding someone else.
The sounds of loud knocking cause your thoughts to cease. Quickly you stand up, making your way to the front door and opening it with a huff. You already knew who it was based on the heavy, long winded, pounding.
"Ari." You state.
"Sweet Pea."
"Oh can you stop calling me by that ridiculous nickname?" you groan.
Ari was halfway in the door but took a step back upon your hostility. "What? You love when I call you that."
You shook your head, "Actually I hate it."
"Hm. That right sweet pea?"
"If you just came here to annoy me the doors right there."
"Aww don’t do that, what's got you all agitated this afternoon? Was it your landlord? Thought I told that bastard to leave you alone."
You could only sigh upon realizing how ridiculous you were being. If Ari found someone to make him happy then who are you to be mad about him for it?
"It's nothing Ari. M'sorry."
He nods, wrapping you into a tight hug before lifting you up and draping you over his shoulders. You squeal, laughing loudly as you bang on his back. "Let me down asshole!"
Ari throws you onto the couch and watches your body fly up slightly before sinking into the loveseat. Lifting your head, Ari sits down underneath, his gaze staring at you resting on his lap.
"You sure you're alright? You'd tell me if something’s going on right?"
"Yea." Your tone is far from confident but if Ari noticed he didn't say anything. Instead he reaches over for the remote and flicks on your tv, rubbing your back mindlessly as a movie begins to play.
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You were beginning to drift off to sleep when the continuous sound of buzzing stirs you awake. Aris’ hand had left your back and instead occupied his phone.
An uneasy feeling washes over you. He could've been texting anyone, but of course your mind drifts to the woman from yesterday. Ari smiles down at the screen, tapping away. At one point you swore he took a photo of himself— something he rarely ever did unless it was for you.
Suddenly you no longer wanted to cuddle against him. Hesitantly you left your spot beside him, retreating to the other side of the couch solemnly. 
His eyes never even left the screen and quickly fear began to consume you. Was it finally happening? Was it time for you to finally step back and let go of this idiotic crush of yours?
You fought back against the anxious thoughts as you continue to watch the movie. Deep in thought and not even paying attention to the way Ari is now staring at you, confusion riddling his face.
"Hey? You okay over there?"
You nodded. "Mhm."
Ari shook his head. "No I know that look sweet pea. C'mere."
When you didn't move Ari took the liberty of dragging you back towards him. His scent and muscular arms providing you warmth and comfort. "Now are you gonna tell me what's wrong or am I gonna have to drag it outta ya."
You’re about to speak when his phone begins to buzz. His eyes trail to the screen and a clear look of agitation crosses your face. “Who the fuck keeps texting you?”
“Nobody important,” he shrugs.
“Its that girl from the bar isn’t it? How was last night anyways? You two seemed real cozy.”
He lets loose a deep laugh. “Are you jealous?”
“No,” you tsk. “Why the hell would I be jealous over you wantin’ to get your dick wet.”
Now he was full on grinning. "You want me all to yourself princess? That what it is? Can't handle the thought of anyone touching what's yours?"
You shivered at his deep tone. "Of course not," you scoff.
"She gave me her number, I could call her back, finish what we—"
"Go ahead then."
You shouted the words more than you intended. Aggravation bubbles inside of you causing tears to spring from your eyes. You hate how easily strong emotions made you tear up. 
"Aw sweet pea, I was joking!"
"Well it wasn't funny," you spat. Fighting off his hold, you got up from the couch. Ari reaches out to grab you but you had already stepped away. "I should be the only woman you ever fucking look at, touch, or speak to," you mumble underneath your breath.
"That right princess?" Ari smirks. "Wanna be the only person riding my cock  too?"
"Yes—"
Your eyes widen.
"No! I didn't— shit."
Ari stands up, laughing as he embraces you into a hug. His hand massages the back of your head, forcing you to press against his chest. "Shh it's okay princess. Jealousy's cute on you."
Quickly you push him away, annoyed by his condescending tone. You usher for him to leave entirely but he stays put. Grumbling, you walk away from him, making your way into the kitchen.
Ari follows you into the kitchen, fighting back laughter for each step. "Oh C'mon! It's okay to be a little jealous!"
"You don't get it Ari!"
"No I get it. My Princess can't stand the thought of sharing me."
You try your hardest to dodge his embrace as he speaks. But of course you're no match for Ari Levinson. On instinct you fight against him, fists balled as you kick your way from his grasps. "Get off of me!" You shout.
It was a winless fight. Ari crowds around you, his cedarwood scent surrounding and trapping you. His arms wrap tightly around your body, crushing you slightly as you attempt to escape.
Ari growls, his hands reaching down to slide your dress up. His movements were fast, you hadn't even realized what had happened until you felt the cool breeze followed by a loud slap. "When are you gonna realize that you have me already huh? Ain't nobody comparing to my sweet pea."
A small gasp slips from your chest as Ari smashes his lips against yours, his hands still gripping your ass tightly. You wrap your arms around his neck, his hands reaching to grab your thighs and lift you against him.
"Never even left with that woman," he grumbles. "Told her to shove off the moment you left."
Confusion swims around your mind. "But—"
"You don't think I feel the same way about you baby? Don't think I spend every waking moment thinking about how you wrap around my body? The perfect piece to my puzzle."
You whimper at his words. "You knew this whole time?"
"I was scared to ruin what we have. Only person I've given a fuck about in a long time princess. Took all my heart to resist you but I had to wait for the right time. For when we were both ready."
You begin grinding against him, his hands locking on your hips. "Always ready for you Ari," you groan.
"Fuck princess. You see what you do to me?" He grabs your hand and glides it against his hardening cock. 
"I'm sorry for lying. But I needed you to say those words for me. Needed to make sure you wanted this too."
You raise an eyebrow, "Couldn't just have told me?"
"Couldn't you just have told me?" Ari quips.
"I wouldn't trick you like that," you huff.
Ari smiles, his hand cupping your cheek gently. "You’re right. I’m sorry for tricking you baby but you just look so damn cute all worked up."
You scoff. "Yea? Well let's see how much you like it one day."
His gaze turns fiery. In a flash he rips your panties from underneath your dress. You yelp as he draws his hand back and slaps your pussy, your thighs jiggling from the fast movement. "Let's not make the same mistake twice. I learned my lesson."
You pout, eyes watery as you try to drag the guilt out of him. "I don't think you have yet. You really hurt me daddy."
His hand snakes down to your stomach, his long fingers inching their way to your entrance until your arching from the way he rubs your clit. "I'll make it up to you. Can't have my sweet pea upset now can I?"
“No you can’t,” you murmur, shaking your head tauntingly.
Ari pulls his hand away, slipping his clothes off until the only barrier between the two of you is the thin sundress on your body. He hikes your leg up, pressing you against the kitchen counter all while his throbbing cock swung between his legs. He was dripping with pre cum, the liquid coating your hands as you wrap your hands around him.
“Its heavy,” you murmur in awe.
"This what you needed princess?" Ari says gruffly. Your body felt blissfully crushed against his, your mind fuzzy with thoughts of adoration. His lips press against your neck softly while he murmurs into your ear.
"So good to me. So beautiful," he groans.
You whine as he lets loose a bit, slightly lifting off of you in order to peel your dress off. 
He hovers over your entrance, immersing himself in your wetness before slipping his aching cock into you. Your pussy was dripping the moment he slapped your ass, but your slick did nothing to ease the pain from Ari’s length. He was so goddamn thick, veins traveling up and stopping at his head, pulsating inside of you as if already ready to explode.
“Hurts Ari,” you whimper.
“I know baby, it’ll get better. You trust me?”
You nod, clinging onto his shoulders as he pushes in further. “Got jealous over the thought of me fucking someone when you cant even take my cock yourself. But that's okay baby, I know you get a little dumb sometimes.”
You whine out his name as he thrusts into you. His beard brushes against your face as he tugs at your lips. “Oh baby, Im barely inside of ya and you already look fucked stupid.”
“Don’t care if it hurts daddy just fuck me, please, just need you deep.” You thrash your hips against him, begging him to just sink into your pussy already.
“You sure? Gonna hurt yourself princess,” he warns.
“Please,” you beg. “M’sure.”
The sound of your scream echos around your apartment as he shoves into you. He stays there for a few moments, allowing yourself to get adjusted before beginning a steady pace. 
“See what happens when you get desperate sweet pea? Now your little pussy is all spread open.” He can’t decide if he wants his mouth on your lips or neck so he takes turns doing both.
Tears spring from your eyes as you move your legs, sinking yourself deeper onto his cock until his moans join yours. “Can’t help it. Feels too good daddy.”
“So fucking greedy. Bet you’d sit that pretty little pussy on my cock anywhere if it meant nobody would approach me? Ain’t that right?”
If you could turn back time you’d sit your ass right in Ari’s lap the moment that woman got up to speak to him. Her face would’ve been hilarious after seeing you bouncing up and down on his cock, sundress sprawled around his lap so nobody could see what was happening underneath.
But you’d give her a peek. Show her who the fuck Ari Levinson truly belongs to. And he’d have no issue doing the same, fucking into you until you’re creaming around his base, spend dripping down his balls and covering his jeans without a care. 
"I've only ever had eyes for you sweet pea," Ari groans. “Only ever wanted your sweet cunt. Your pretty face.”
Tugging on his soft hair, you draw him in close. His eyes pierce into yours before ravaging your lips. Ari’s so vocal and it was only turning you on more. He moans into your mouth, grunting as he hits you painfully deep.
He grips your cheeks, turning your face downwards to watch the way he buries himself inside of you. “Look at that. See how messy you’re getting the counter babygirl? Gonna clean it up for me after?”
You nod, staring down at the now shiny marble as you swore to clean up your mess.
“Gonna have you bend over the table and lick up every last drop up while I fuck you from behind. That sound good sweet pea? Would you be my good little girl and do that for me?”
“Yes. Wanna be daddy’s good girl” you cry.
Ari grips your chin harder, tilting your head up as he lets a string of saliva land into your mouth. “Been dreamin of fuckin’ you like this. You know that?”
“Think about your cock all the time,” you whimper. “Specially in those shorts.”
Ari laughs breathlessly. Neither of you could talk properly, every sentence came out stuttered and slowed. “Didn’t think I noticed the way you stare at em? Practically drooling.”
You smile blissfully, eyes half closed as his strokes became faster. You were shaking against him, yelling out his name as you felt yourself near. “M’gonna cum daddy.”
“Gonna cum for me sweet pea?” He slaps your pussy again, hand rubbing against your clit before spanking it again and again. Your mind begins to blur as he continues both actions. Hitting your cunt roughly and making it all better by rubbing soft circles on it. 
He loses himself within you, mumbling your name as he begs for you to cum. “Gotta let go for me sweet pea. Need to feel you cum around me, please baby. Dyin’ to hear my pretty baby cum.”
You convulse around him, hands gripping his locks tighter as you cry out his name. Eyes fluttering closed, you allow yourself to drift. 
“Gonna fill you up. Make you mine now sweet pea.” The moment Ari feels you tighten he buries himself deep, repeating your name frantically as he cums inside of you. “That’s it pretty girl,” he praises. “Did so good for me...fuck I love you.”
When you fall back down to reality Ari’s staring at you with a dopey smile on his face. Mind still fuzzy, and legs still twitching, you smile up at him. "Apology accepted.”
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elaine404 · 2 years
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I wanna stress starve instead of stress eat
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bayleymania · 6 months
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factoseintolerant · 11 months
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Just something a friend told me once.
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"I just forget to eat.. Like it gets to 10pm and I'm like shit I forgot to eat haha" "like I always forget to eat, it's an issue"
Shit up shut up shut up shut up shut up shut up
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notsomassiveblackhole · 5 months
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This look takes up at least 10% of my conscious mind at all times
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m-ercutios · 22 days
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unfriendly reminder that reproductive rights have been and will always be connected to disability justice. the supreme court never overturned buck v bell.
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joy-girl · 4 months
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HE PRAYED THE SUN GOD HIS WHOLE LIFE AND THE SUN SHONE FOR KUMA AS HE WAS LOSING HIS HUMANITY, AS IF IT WAS SAYING GOODBYE TO HIM...
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acethena-discourse · 1 year
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remember how i said once ace exclus were bored they’d attack the next “acceptable” minority, possibly advancing it against trans people. Lmao I’ve never been more right in my life. All these anti trans men people literally be out here saying trans men don’t face oppression, and therefor shouldn’t have access to trans spaces because we don’t need them. Ace exclus need to answer for what they’ve allowed to happen. Because its *you* who paved the way for this anti trans men movement, its you who allowed people to bully, harass, and stalk queers yall didn’t like. And now those queers are fucking TRANS PEOPLE.
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This one really sounds like “Ace people don’t face prejudice, its misplaced homophobia!”
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And so many more. Ace Exclus fucking paved the way for this shit.
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sephfire · 2 years
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Can I please just give up...?
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