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mossy-stormcloud · 2 months
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I just realized that earlier in tma Jon asked Martin to run away with him and Martin refused, but at the end of s5 Martin is the one who wants to basically run away (banishing the fears and letting them finally live happily) but this time it's Jon who refuses and repeats the exact same thing Martin did, sacrificing himself for a 'better' cause - the thing jon has been trying to convince martin he was wrong about since s4, they're stuck in a loop of thinking they're not worthy enough to deserve the other and now I WANT TO CRY
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gh0ulsh4rk · 30 days
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I don't need a boyfriend, girlfriend or unassigned/unassumable gendered partner- WHAT I DO NEED IS A QUEER PLATONIC RELATIONSHIP WHERE WE BUY MATCHING DOG COLLARS AND GO FOR WALKS!!!!! THAT'S ALL I NEED!!!!!
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Heya Sammy! Do you have any plans this Valentines, maybe a little someone you fancy to celebrate the holiday with hmm?? 🤭
-Chrysta🍒
Oh I wish!!! ..... everyone got something planned except me it feels like!
Michael is going off with David for something, which always feels like an accidental rub in my face....Mom's even got somthing planned! Well it's more of a dad and daughter thing, Grandpa wanted to take her out for dinner and get her flowers, an old tradition apsrently stsrted when she was still a kid.....
The damn boardwalk is covered in pink and hearts all the shops have hearts and pink and flowers and valintines!!!! I wish I could get something!
And not even from mom or Mikey as a, "Great son/sibling!" Thing no!! I want a romantic thing!!! .....eveyones got somthing but me, and well the brothers but they close shop for valintines normally...
Mom offered to take me to dinner, but I don't wanna crash a daddy daughter thing you know? ......I don't even really have my eyes on anyone sadly...wish I did but I don't really....
Told mom me and the Frogs were just gonna hang out, but I doubt we will, I heard a rumor one of them has a crush on someone so I'm sure they'll be trying to land a date later...
My plans for the day include: listening to music, and making up scenarios about a boy I doubt even exists....
Stupid hearts and stuffed bears, wish I could get some of that fun action.....
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ao3gingerswag · 2 years
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Skepticalfrog deactivating.....this is a category 5 spn fandom dying event 😭😭 I need to start posting again b4 everyone is gone 😭
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sasukeofcolor · 1 year
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The decision to emit Emma's backstory from season 2, since the chapter in the manga is right after the twin dragons chapter, scares me into thinking they will place the backstory during the erm... piggyback ride scene... the walk they take away from shin's grave...
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cavewolf · 2 years
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splatoon villians are weird. like they try to wrangle with the idea of 'these bad guys arent all bad' while still, consistently, characterising them as all bad
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nomziebean · 10 months
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WHY do you like the dbd doctor so much 🤨
I DON'T KNOW I GENUINELY DO NOT KNOW
IDK HE'S A SKURKLY LITTLE GUY1!!
he's so cool!
Big tall big honka honka booba
smarmt!1!
NEUROSCIENCE
HE'S HOT (i mean he isn't, but he is VERY GORGEOUS TO ME!)
IDK JUST LOOKIE HEEM! SO COOL!
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I LOVE HIM!1!1❤️❤️❤️
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krispyykrab · 1 year
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its strange to have followers on tumblr. like im just here to consume all the things and occasionally ill post the most random unhinged thoughts i have. and people see that?? wild. its like if you were buddies with the voices in your head. anyway, we should friends, you and i
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mrfoox · 11 months
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hate my autistic mind who always just wants to spend time with two people but i feel like i’m bothering them so i don’t ask them and thus i feel lonley af
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gonfrees · 1 year
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seems like we are at the crying part of the illness.
#we can postpone cjristmas#gonna talk in da tags for a bit because a post full of perosmal info feels so gross#ive been crying on and off for hours. km so upset being atuck in my fucking room with covid while nobody else is sick at all#and im glad nonody is sick im just so fucking lonely#started symptoms on friday#twsted neg fri and sat. didnt test sundah cause i dont have a lot. tested monday and was psorive#literally slept with my bf all of those nights#shared weed pen on sunday with ofher roommate#nobody else is sick#i just feel so sad and tired. im used to himan or cat affection daily and ive had none. i feel so lonley and trapped#i did everythjng right to avoid being sick and my bf was also with me that whole day and he didnt get sick#i feel stupid weak and pathetic for gettinf sixk. i dont have symptoms anymore but atill positive#im so fucking sad and i can hear people hanging out and they are havjng fun and im glad but im jealous#im so sad and lonely. i want to wrap things for christmas and do more stockjng sruffer shopping. i want to watch movjes with people#i love holidays because i love to hang out with my friends and i fucking cant amd today especially its really tearing me up#my bf is upset that im no communicating and hes trying to cheer me up but everything is making me misribke and i dont know how to stop it#i like to do things for people when theyre sick and i know everyone isnt like me but it hurts to not have that done for me#offering to order food is nice bjt j want skmething made for me but nkbody is as good as i am at making things and i dont want to ask#i dont want to bother people but im literally breakkng down today. cant atop fucjing crying and i feel weak and pathetic. stupid#i tried so hard not to get sick and they are saying o dont want to fucking do that#id rather everyone open stockjngs and do presents without me because im tired of not saying what i got people i want tk show people#i like wrapping gifts and nobody wants me to toich anything because of cocid so others are wrapping things from me for me#i dont know its all very stupid but i feel very alone but also dont want people joking at me to make me feel better. im just mad and sad#ok im done now:) ill post a drawing later#nap time#text
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jadeneppy · 1 year
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Im feeling so gay and lonley in this McDonald's tonight
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saltycharacters · 2 years
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hi! im bigender too and i hope you know seeing this made me really happy. how did you choose your names?
Well, Alyona is my birth name so that was chosen for me (I keep it cuz I love it :]), meanwhile Aliosha was always a name I really liked, so realizing I could claim it for myself was the turning point that made me choose it. I love how it sounds and how unique it is, even among Russian folk, and it also comes with good childhood memories for me plus a tie to my Russian culture (it's also very similar to my birth name, one could argue it's the "masculine" version of that name so it just feels familiar. Fits me just right :])
I think I heard it first during Russian school (my mom use to take me to a "Russian" educational program every weekend so I could learn to properly write and read in Russian with other slavic kids), where I read a lot of Russian fantasy literature and it always came up in those stories, it was often associated with good men who helped others or were powerful or heroic. Aliosha/Alyosha Popovich is actually the name of a famous "bogotyr" (fictional Russian folkheros who were unnaturally strong men with a heart of gold, sort of like toned down superman), so yeah that name just existed in my mind for a long time and it felt like it fit me pretty well so. I picked it as my own :]
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tinycatstars · 7 months
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sumtimes regressign is being in that inbetween space and watching a charlie slimecicle stream while eating watermelon. n thats ok
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evie-sturns · 18 days
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needed this - Matt Sturniolo
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summary: after a month-long business trip, you finally return home to your boyfriend matt. you find out he hasn't came since you left, obviously you have to help him.
warnings: smut, very sub!matt, overstimulating, swearing.
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i've been away with work for just over a month, meaning matt's had the house to himself, i'm finally arriving home this evening.
7:54pm
i twist the key into the white door, pushing it open. the scent i'm so used to filling my nose. "matt!" i call out, placing my bag down by the front door and bending over to unstrap my heels.
"i missed you." he says with a grin, speed walking up to me and wrapping his arms around me. i bury my face into his chest, "how was it?" he asks with a wide smile.
"it was good! how was the empty house?" i say, grabbing matts hand and dragging him upstairs.
"lonley as shit without chris and matt aswell, they've been filming with other creators for ages." matt says with a sigh as we walk into our shared bedroom.
"oh yeah, i saw that tara and shit meetup with them" i say, pulling my minidress off over my head.
i can feel matts eyes laying on me as i scavenge through our closet for anything comfier to wear, giving i've been in dresses for 5 weeks straight.
matt clears his throat, "movie?"
i nod, "yeah, yeah just pick whatever you want sweetheart."
matt flicks on the tv at the end of our bed, i unclasp my bra, letting it fall to my feet. i grab one one matts shirt, pulling it down past my head,
i jump into bed beside matt, my leg resting across his waist and lap as i cuddle to his side. the netflix intro blares through the room
"jesus christ!!" i laugh, grabbing the remote and turning down the volume. "my bad." matt says with a smile, shaking his head and pulling up the white fuzzy blanket over us.
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8:23pm
i shift the leg which is laying across him, i feel matt grow tense under me, "you okay?" i whisper, looking up at him. "yeah- no yeah- yeah no i'm good." matt stammers, i laugh slightly,
"matt whats wrong?" i say with a giggle, "no- no yeah, shit i'm fine." he says again, his cheeks a deep red as he fidgets with his rings.
"matt." i say with a serious tone. "stop!- i'm fine!" he says, getting worked up.
i sit up in bed abrubtly, the blanket falling off my body, i look down at matts crotch,
hes hard.
he yanks the blanket up over his lap, i pull it back down and straddle his thighs, staring into his eyes. "why are you hard?" i ask quietly, "i'm not!" he instantly replies, his eyes drifting away from mine.
i palm him through his sweatpants, squeezing lightly, he lets out a breathless groan. "so.. what was that?" i tease him,
"i dont know? just your leg moving.." matt says, rubbing his eyes with his fists,
"you got hard from my leg?" i laugh slightly, he nods.
"thats okay." i assure him, reaching for his waistband and toying with it, his breathing intensifies quickly, "why are you so sensitive?" i ask, "just been different since you left a month ago" matt says quietly
"different like how?" i push,
"haven't- you know.." he sighs, "i don't know actually." i reply cheekily.
he doesn't reply, his eyes fixed on my hand which is resting just under his waistband. "tell me the last time you touched yourself" i say, matt goes redder somehow.
"month ago." he says, barely audible "thats okay." i say, tugging his waistband down. "please.." matt whines slightly, "i know." i say, pulling his waistband down to his mid-thighs.
"you want this?" i ask, lifting my self off his thighs to pull my panties off, "jesus, obviously." he says, i shoot him a 'watch your tone' look and he instantly goes quiet.
i sit up, hovering myself above matts tip, which is now red. his hands stay by his sides, i'm 95% sure his brain is so fogged he doesn;t know what to do with them anymore.
i grab his cold hands, placing them on my waist. i stay sitting above his tip for a few more seconds, its tempting to see how worked up i can get matt. he trys to guide me down, but i resist.
"please." he says, "matthew, stop whining and tell me what the fuck you want." i say, "please, you know what i want" matt says shyly, i stay still, waiting for him to practically beg.
"ride me, please?" he breathes out, i can see his stomach jolting up and down from his desperate breaths underneath his white sweater.
i nod, moving my hair to one side and slowly sinking onto matt, he squeezes his eyes shut, his hands dropping from my waist and balling up the white fuzzy blanket. i slowly take more of his length before bottoming out, sitting comfortably on his dick as matt lets out small whimpers
"you alright?" i ask, grabbing his hand which is squeezing the sheets.
he nods his head, "look at me, matt." i say, he opens his eyes, letting in small breaths. "calm. down." i say, he nods again as his top teeth sink into his pink bottom lip.
i slowly start to bounce on him, his eyes stay fixed on me as i quicken my pace. i throw my head back as i balance my hands on his thighs behind me.
"close- really close." matt squeezes out, "no, not yet matt." i tell him.
"i can't, oh my fuck-" he whines, his grip on my waist tightening, the cold metal of his rings pressing against the warmth of my skin.
"you can, and will." i say, placing a hand on his stomach to balance myself as i continue to ride him. he lets out soft groans as he throws his head back into the pillows, his hair flopping.
"your okay, your doing so well." i say with a small moan as I repeatedly hit my g-spot.
suddenly i feel matt release, coating my insides. matt rubs his eyes "did i tell you you could do that?" i say, looking into matts eyes.
"im sorry, shit- i'm so sorry." he rambles, instead of pulling off him, i chase my own orgasm. he groans from overstimulation, "too much, sensitive-" he says,
"is it my fault you came early?" i say as i sit down on his cock, rubbing my clit against his pelvic bone.
he shakes his head, somewhat arching his back off the bed as his hands dig into my waist. i let my head falll foward as i look down at matts hands,
"fuck it hurts." matt says,
we have an established safe word, he knows he can use it whenever he needs, but he's not.
"you want me to stop?" i ask, he pauses for a moment before letting out a breathless "no. fuck please dont-"
i continue to bounce on his length, i feel the pit in my stomach growing as my cheeks flush, matt has mutiple tears falling down his cheeks.
"i think i'm close-" matt says, my eyebrows twist with a small laugh "again?" i question, "yeah- shit." matt groans .
i clench around him, i think thats enough for matt to finish. the knot in my stomach snaps as i feel matt finish again. i collapse down onto matts chest as i attempt to catch my breath, he reaches down and pulls out of me with a wince.
"you okay? did i hurt you?" i say as i rest my face on matts shoulder.
"yeah- no im fine, needed that a lot." he says, his fingers tracing mindless shapes on my back.
after a handful of minutes i sit up on matts lower stomach before lifting myself off him, stepping down onto the plush of our carpet. "c'mon, lets get you cleaned up." i say, wiping matts face with one hand, matt stays still on the bed.
"matt? stand up" i say, matt has a small smile on his face, he wipes his eyes before starting.
"i cant.. stand."
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quinndjarin · 1 year
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ok this is gonna sound so weird but whenever i read about young people my age being killed i always end up thinking like i wish i could have taken their place. and not because i wanna die or anything but they had so much to do and live for and i kinda don’t. like i’m just over here existing and doing nothing and doing a job i hate and living in a town i hate and so many times in murder cases these people had aspirations and jobs that could have made a difference and i always think why them? like why not someone without any purpose like me over here just going through life with nothing and doing nothing. anyways how is everyone today? lmao
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