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lilyfreshwater · 1 year
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so let me get this straight everyone's defending a white man for blatantly stealing a never-been-done before server idea from a trans woman of color? ok
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waywardsalt · 1 year
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refused to let myself rest until i finished making this
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i HATE the gays! they DISCUSS me!!!
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kakashi: hang on i gotta calm down *walks over and grabs gai’s cheeks and stares him straight in the eyes for thirty seconds*
kakashi: okay i’m good
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oceanwithouthermoon · 18 days
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long as fuck nails always painted with at least a clear coat club:
saiki kusuo
teruhashi kokomi
kaido shun
saiko metori
imu rifuta
nail biters club:
kuboyasu aren
yumehara chiyo
arisu makino
suzumiya hii
nendo riki
aiura mikoto (with fake nails over top)
(formerly) kaido shun
(formerly) toritsuka reita
(formerly) akechi touma
normal short nails 🙄:
hairo kineshi
mera chisato
satou hiroshi
toritsuka reita
akechi touma
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anghraine · 2 years
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Okay, yes, obviously I’m a Darcy stan and biased, but I think it’s pretty absurd when people say Darcy’s first proposal is the worst marriage proposal ever. It’s not even the worst marriage proposal in Pride and Prejudice.
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strangersatellites · 1 year
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pride, envy, wrath, gluttony, greed, lust, ao3
Seven Deadly Sins Series (NSFW 18+)
sloth (noun) - a state of mind that is apathetic, lazy or sluggish. It is the act of knowing the right thing to do and failing to do it.
tiny cw for somnophilia. this is an established relationship with off-screen kink negotiation. but if somno isn't your thing, I'll see you at the next installment.
Eddie wakes up to his boy curled over his chest and sound asleep.
He’s got one of Eddie’s hoodies on with the hood pulled up over his messy, messy hair and his pretty, pretty lips rest open and inviting where his breathing is soft against Eddie’s collarbones. 
He could kiss him awake. He really could.
But he goes to stretch his sleep-stiff muscles and is wide awake in an instant. Reminded by a soft whimper and furrowed eyebrows that he fell asleep with his fingers tucked inside his boy’s body, soft and wet and warm. Still sticky and swollen with Eddie’s spend from the night before.
So sure he could kiss him awake.
But he could also let him sleep.
It’s still early. Eddie can tell by the way the room is lit that deep morning-blue just before the sun. They don’t have to work today, either one, so they have plenty of time to rest.
He should let him sleep.
One thing to know about Steve Harrington is that he sleeps like a rock. Eddie thinks he could genuinely sleep through anything.
So he’s not particularly gentle when he shifts his weight off of himself and gets him on his stomach.
He swings a leg up over Steve’s and settles between his legs. Spares himself a minute to just look at him.
Top half covered and cozy in Eddie’s clothes. Black Sabbath tour dates stretched across his strong shoulders and down his back. Thick muscles of his thighs leading up to cute, bouncy cheeks. Eddie’s favorite freckle stained bright red by a welt the shape of his hand. 
He has to breathe so he doesn’t pass out. There’s something about Steve when he’s like this. When he’s leftover messy and sleep-warm and naked except for something of Eddie’s. Something that makes Eddie feel like he could black out if he thinks about it for too long. 
He indulges himself and gives the handprint on his ass a tight squeeze and light smack just to watch it shake. Feels his eyes roll back in response.
Grabbing at the inside of one of Steve's thighs, he hitches it up until he’s stretched out and exposed. Sees him shove his arms up under the pillow and settle once more.
It's the sight of his boy’s hole, still red and puffy and open, that finally has Eddie spitting into his own hand and shoving into his boxers.
One hand on his dick, and the other pulling Steve open, he fails to stifle a groan that rattles through his chest. Knows he could come just from this view alone. Knows he has.
But he forces himself to slow down, at least long enough to watch the way he spits down over Steve’s hole and watch the way it slips inside. To hear a quiet hitch of breath and do it once more.
Just as he feels himself getting closer and closer to release, he tugs himself out of his underwear and shifts up on his knees until he can press the head against Steve’s entrance. Pushes down slow and strong until it pops inside. A shiver runs down his spine at the feeling and this time Steve’s hips shift and Eddie freezes.
He freezes and he hears soft whines and whimpers but Steve’s face is still slack and he settles eventually.
Luckily for him, Steve almost waking up does the opposite of deter his impending orgasm. 
His next breath in is stuttered as he falls over the edge. Fills his boy up and leaves him messy.
He flops back into his spot and drags Steve back up over his chest. Wraps him up tight in his arms and dips two fingers back up inside him. Keeps him sticky and filled, just the way he likes.
He drops a kiss to his hood covered head and falls back asleep, soft and sated.
*****
The second time Eddie wakes up it's to the strong muscles of Steve’s naked back as he works himself back down on his dick. 
He drops his head back down with a hissed out “Fuck, baby,” as his hands reach up to grab at his hips.
Steve turns his head to look back at him and fuck what he said earlier. This might make him black out.
“Morning, babe,” he purrs with a slow grind to his hips that sends Eddie reeling.
He barely suppresses a shocked laugh. “Good motherfucking morning to me!”
Steve does laugh. Eddie can feel it. Can feel the vibrations roll through his body and thinks this is the closest he’s ever getting to heaven.
He works up a rhythm, slow and deep. Lazy in the still early morning. 
There’s a pout in his voice when he whines “Can’t believe you didn’t fuck me.”
Eddie tightens his hands and hopes he leaves bruises. Loves hearing his boy bitchy and pouting.
“Wanted to wake up on your cock, Eds,” and now he’s just being dramatic to rile him up.
At that Eddie shoves him down with everything he’s got. Holds him still when he tries to squirm away. Tries to steady his own breathing and not to lose control when he feels him clench tight at the full feeling. Knows he feels it deepest this way.
Pastes on a saccharine smile when he speaks. “‘M sorry sweetheart. Still filled you up though, hm? You feel it?” He asks with a slow grind upward. Feels more than he hears Steve’s breath get punched out of him.
Hears him giggle, soft and sweet. He clenches tight again and this time Eddie winces. “Sorry babe. Yeah, feel it. Feels so wet. So big. So good.”
His movements are still slow like syrup when Eddie lets him up. He’s got his hands braced on Eddie’s thighs and he can feel where he traces the ink of his tattoo with a soft touch and hums under his breath. 
Slides his own hands up the expanse of his back and marvels at the way the muscles shift under his skin. 
He loses himself in the feeling and before he’s really ready to let it go Steve’s whispering “So close, Eds. Make me come.”
And that’s all he really needs and he’s shoving his hips up, up, up in time with Steve’s soft cries. Feels him go tight and rigid and shake apart.
Soothes his hands up and down his sides with a quiet litany of “That’s it baby. Let go for me. I’ve got you.”
Rocks into him once, twice, three more times before he’s spilling into him again and dragging him back and down to wrap him up in his arms once more. Steve fights and squirms until he’s facing him.
Eddie peppers his pretty, red, tear streaked face with kisses and bumps their noses together.
“You wanna shower baby?”
Steve scrunches his nose up and Eddie’s heart might as well not even be in his chest anymore with the way Steve has it in the palm of his hand. 
“No,” he breathes into the quiet between them. His hand tracing shapes across Eddie’s face.
“Wanna sleep. ‘M sleepy.” He nuzzles himself up under Eddie’s chin and breathes him in deep.
And maybe Eddie should exercise some control here and make him shower. He has come inside him a total of three times now and he still wants to sleep. But cleaning up can wait.
He likes him messy anyway.
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I really liked TGCF (obviously… obsessing over Qi Rong still) and I want to try MDZS but I’m put off by sex scenes. Like I want to read it because I know it’s probably really good but I don’t want the smut to ruin it for me.
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liquidstar · 4 months
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How is tumblr going to ban porn and then show me ads where two triceratops are straight up having sex
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sunnibits · 4 months
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ok yknow what. as someone who was recently diagnosed with arfid I really wanna have a moment for all the picky eaters out there,, if ur a picky eater or just have really strong food opinions for any reason can you please tell me what’s a food that you absolutely fucking despise that will make everyone around you get weirdly offended and gasp in shock. like any really popular foods that you just cannot stand. I’ll go first I hate melty cheese and too much of it will literally make me gag!!!
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a-sketchy · 3 months
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the thing about yosuke’s shittiness around here (up close and personal, the campout) is that the vast majority of it isn’t doing literally anything for his character. i completely think yosuke’s shittiness is important to his character, but it’s by and large reflections of his own insecurities and flaws. he’s insecure about his masculinity and sexuality, he’s lame, he’s selfish, he’s obsessed with the idea of women, his mouth moves faster than his brain, he doesn’t like himself, and he cares way too much about the societal ideal of ‘normal’. but it’s really important that he’s self-aware! he knows when the things he says are shitty, he knows he’s lame, he knows he’s selfish, he knows he’s putting up a front of being carefree and normal. but there’s absolutely no self awareness here, there’s no recognizing he went too far and apologizing the next day, there’s no regret, there’s not even any self-deprecation, and there’s absolutely no compassion or empathy like he has in serious moments. a lot of what he says is just mean for meanness’s sake, in an execution incongruous with previous behaviour. it’s not even funny!
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ch3rie-pop · 1 month
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I’m here
It’s been a couple months. My mom restricted tumblr from my phone and uuuh, I can’t download anything without her knowing so that’s cool. I’m tired. I’m tired but I finally figured out the screen time passcode to my phone so I thought I’d talk with you all because I think some people might care 🤷‍♀️
It use to be bad (my mental state), but it’s mellowed out, I got use to it I guess. That being said I’m not sure about creating content too much, finding the time and motivation to is very difficult. It hurts coming back here and not feeling at home anymore. I don’t feel the same about art and I feel bland. Really meh. I want to go back but even if I tried to I think I’d just get beaten into the ground again (<- not literal please don’t call the cops).
That’s it I think. I love you very much and I hope you’re doing better than me right now.
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toxictranny · 3 months
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gasp?? did unclefather finally bite the dust?? rip to a legend , gold-digging milf of the century
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clericofmystra · 7 months
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I've never noticed how dirty your face gets if you don't long rest, lol.
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tired-momfriend · 2 years
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I've seen some people making posts about bullying Ryan Reynolds off the app because they don't want other celebs to migrate here from Twitter.
Come on y'all.
Don't act like degenerates.
That is a very Twitter/"toxic Tumblr era" thing to do.
Don't act like animals. Just let him experience us in our natural habitat and if he's cool, then he'll integrate perfectly.
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mirukosbitchywife · 1 year
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me looking at a character that everyone either hates or wants carnally: i am going to write the fluffiest fics for you and the people who like you
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