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uglypastels · 1 year
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The way it took me literally 3.58 seconds to fall in love
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catstarkapologist · 5 months
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I love how Ned and Cat are considered a boring couple by many people but these two had the hottest sex in westeros and I just know it
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smellsliketeen-cringe · 10 months
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Beautiful Boy
Contains: body image insecurities Ship: Patrick x Billy, aka kingrove Word Count: 682
They're lying comfortably on Patrick's new bed studying for Mr. Mathison's history exam when Billy shuts his textbook with a loud sigh. Patrick cocks a curious eyebrow at his boyfriend. "What's going in your head, babe?"
"Nothing." Billy always looks stunned whenever he gets called "babe." It's the same face he makes when Patrick kisses him. "I was just thinking, that's all."
"Don't be a stranger. Come back to Earth with the rest of us."
Billy squeezes out a choked wheeze. "You don't wanna hear my shit."
Patrick scoots closer to him with the ghost of a smile. "Wouldn't have asked if I didn't wanna hear it. I'm all ears."
Billy hesitates before he mutters, "Team weigh-ins are next week. It's no secret that living with you and your Aunt Rachel has gotten me all ... soft."
Patrick stays silent, listening intently. There's a definite truth to what he's hearing. Auntie Rae is a great cook, and with Billy now working as a taste tester at her girlfriend Cheryl's bakery, it's not exactly a surprise that Billy's sturdy frame has been pleasantly filling out little by little.
However, the way he says “soft” suggests that he doesn’t view these changes as a good thing. Patrick’s got to tread lightly here. 
“I’m gonna get cut from the team.” 
“Coach would be crazy to do that. You’re one of our best players.” “Not now that I’ll be huffing and puffing when I’m running around the court. I doubt my uniform fits anymore.” 
“You’re still in shape.”
“Round is a shape, isn’t it?” Billy grimaces, poking at his pudgy stomach. 
“I’ll still love you if Coach kicks you off the team.” Patrick tries again. 
Billy sends him a smile that doesn’t meet his somber eyes. 
So Patrick decides to be bolder.
He slips his hand under Billy’s turquoise sweater, and the other boy immediately tries to suck in. “I love you.”
Billy breathes out as Patrick’s hand rubs his chubby side. 
“And I love this.” 
“C’mon, seriously, you don’t have to-” 
"You've never looked more comfortable. More relaxed. This may sound stupid, but I'm happy I get the privilege of seeing you like this."
“A privilege, huh?”
“Yeah. So if eating makes you happy, then don’t stop.” “You don’t think I should cut back or anything?” 
“It doesn’t matter what I think.” 
Billy clears his throat and starts to tug nervously at his collar. 
“What I want is for you to keep being happy. And I really, really think... no, I know ... you’re beautiful.” To back up his words, Patrick begins to headbutt his way under his bashful boyfriend’s sweater. 
“There’s no space. It’s a little snug,” Billy says, bowing his head like it’s something he should be ashamed of. 
“Then why don’t I take it off?” 
“You won’t think it’s nice to look at.”
“It felt nice. Your tummy.” 
“That’s-that’s different!” 
“Your tummy’s gonna be beautiful."
“How do you know that?”
"'Cause it's the rule."
"What rule?"
“Humor me.” Patrick withdraws his hand from Billy’s stomach. For all his disdain towards it, the freckled boy whines at the loss of touch. “You don’t have to take it off if you don’t want to-”
“You can do it. I’ll just shut my eyes.” 
Patrick nods, rolling the sweater up until it rests under Billy’s padded chest. Billy stiffens, holding his hands over his eyes as Patrick admires his lovely, plump stomach. Tiger-like stripes decorate his sun-kissed skin. 
As if he’s reading Patrick’s mind, Billy mutters scornfully, “They’re stretch marks. I look-”
“Just as I thought. Beautiful."
And he kisses each and every one of those lovely marks until Billy stops sucking in.
"Quit squirming."
"I can't help it! Your mustache is tickling me. Damn you, Pat!" he laughs his terrible, perfect laugh, his ocean eyes lighting up more and more with every kiss.
When Auntie Rae comes in to tell them that supper’s ready, Patrick mouths that they’ll be in the dining room soon, just give them five more minutes. 
Fifteen minutes later they stumble out of Patrick’s room with their clothes inside out.
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Next person to draw Miguel O’Hara with pale skin gets a public execution i don’t make the rules
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justhellacesome · 2 months
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the fact of the matter is, there are fandoms im not in but reblog cuz i think its cute and mutuals for sure would love it. its for them. Im just here to send it to them. Its like tumblr love language
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Gentle Lumi, queen of my heart
I write this poem to impart
I’ve missed you since we last have spoken
Your brilliant light fixes what is broken
I hope that your days are long and happy
And those around you care for you aptly
I still live underneath your spell
Just thinking of you makes my heart swell
Your inner beauty goes unmatched
To your effervescence I’ve grown attached
Dearest Lumi, queen of light
I hope you’ll haunt my dreams tonight
Gray face bb, I missed you so much 💚 Let me tell you, you're exactly what I needed! I missed you! How have you been? Have you been okay?
I'm sorry I've been neglecting you and not been around too much. This last week (and mind you, we are still on Wednesday) has been particularly tough at work and I'm learning SO much and having a blast, but I have no energy for Tumblr atm :(
If you want some deep Lumi lore (because im a narcissist at heart): I am currently listening to Between the Bars on repeat and currently reading I'm Thinking of Ending Things.
What are you up to?
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gunthermunch · 2 years
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hi i died yesterday and i completely forgot to tzr last post and or answer asks
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annwayne · 1 year
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From someone who's almost always writing and has done plenty of editing work on their own stuff and other people's stuff, I am here to tell you, fellow writers; You will never catch all your typos and grammar mistakes in your own writing.
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izayoichan · 2 years
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Hayle: This is just because she feels like it isn’t it? Chris: Yep, I’m not complaining though, it’s why were one of her comfort couples. Hayle: Comfort couple sounds nice. Chris: Agreed. 
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ufolvr · 8 months
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Robot characters who are given names like SL-308-62 but instead of their human friend going Well let's call you Sally for short, they instead ask the other if they Like their current name.
"Do you like your serial number?" they ask. "Yes, quite. It reminds me of who I am" the robot replies. "I have heard others like me go by different names after some time, and maybe one day I'll choose one for myself, too. But right now that is my full name, yes" they continue.
Because it's not your decision to make whether or not the robot will receive a new name. It should be theirs only. What's the difference? One is more complex and the other is simplified. They were both given by strangers instead of themselves.
"62 will do," they conclude. "It's my model number - there will be no other 62 after me."
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shesnake · 2 months
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full offence but I do NOT watch movies so I can "turn my brain off" I take this shit so seriously
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spiribia · 11 months
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once you hit adulthood a day will come when you’re suddenly like VEGETABLES 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 and it never goes away
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catmask · 5 months
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the 'all marriage is gay as far as im concerned' except its me watching a man and woman character in a show i like and accidentally saying 'theyre so gay' because i literally forget thats not the word for romance because to me all romance is gay
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thebestestdancers · 6 months
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why should palestinians have to leave behind their land because israel wont stop killing them. why should anyone have to leave behind their life and memories and sentimental value just because an aggressor is left unchallenged. please think this sentiment through and delete it from your thoughts. instead of blaming an oppressed people for living in a hostile land, ask who is making that land hostile to live in.
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oars · 7 months
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calling my lover "mine" but not in the way that my toothbrush or notebook are mine, mine in the way my neighborhood is mine, and also everybody else's, "mine" like mine to tend to, mine to care for, mine to love. "mine" not like possession but devotion.
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