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screaming--agony · 2 years
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Dear Diary,
I want to feel like I matter.
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lilyblossoming · 2 years
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bits-of-wit · 1 year
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elitadream · 5 months
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"You've been hurting so much, and for so long… Please, let me soothe your pain."
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There was a scenario I had imagined in which Mario would suffer emotional trauma and keep it to himself to the point of becoming depressed, growing more distant and avoiding others as a result. He would so desperately want for his loved ones to be at peace that he would rather endure unbearable misery in silence than speak on it; not knowing just how tired he really is and how badly he needs to be comforted.
So when Peach would finally -and ever so gently- confront him on the matter, his walls would crumble almost immediately, and he would break down in front of her. Anguish and exhaustion slowly giving way to healing. ❤️‍🩹
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tummysmoocher · 10 months
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Fighting in the trenches (guy I’m talking to is actively losing weight since he’s done with his bulk and I have not had the opportunity to get my hands on him in the last month so I have to just cope with not getting a chance to fucking Bite His Stomach)
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ace-trainguys · 6 months
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Old Art October! Not sure when this one was, but pretty early. Featuring an oc taking the role of the Legends Arceus protag and Ingo.
I still haven't settled on a name for the oc, but I'm calling him Shawn currently. He's from a world like the real one in that pokemon games exist (and unlike the real one in that there are superpowers.) So when he got sent to Hisui he had vague pokemon knowledge, but not enough to identify Ingo.
Once Shawn completed the pokedex and caught Arceus, he was like hey can we get Ingo home? Because Shawn grew attached to Ingo (because he's starved for positive feedback and Ingo is generous with complements especially over battles). Arceus was like I shall send both of thee to the correct time period, and leave finding the proper place to thee. Let me know if or when thou wishes to return to Hisui.
Then, this comic!
Transcript below the cut.
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Shawn: Okay, so first we're...
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Shawn: ... actually first we should get modern clothes.
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Shawn: Okay!
Arrow pointing to Ingo: literally only got a new shirt
Arrows pointing to Shawn: kept the scarf (it's cold), graphic tee and jacket, backpack, jeans, pokemon world converse
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Shawn: So first we're going to google you (I don't know how common of a name Ingo is, but it's worth a shot)
Ingo: Ah, I'm afraid I'm unfamiliar with "googling"
Shawn: (It could be called something different here)
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Shawn: It's a search engine, that you can use to find things on the Internet.
Ingo, offscreen: I see...
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Ingo: What is the "Internet"?
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Shawn, internally: What... IS the Internet???
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Shawn: It's like... a bunch of information that- that you can use computers to view??
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Shawn: I dunno how to explain it, it was such a basic background part of my life before Hisui that I never really thought about it...
Ingo: (cough) I see...
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Ingo: So our first stop is to "google" me on the "Internet" to see if there is information about myself on it?
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Shawn, internally: Ingo, that made you sound ancient... I can hear the air quotes...
Shawn, aloud: Yup! And if that doesn't work, we'll travel to find something you recognize!
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Shawn: Y'know, I bet if we go to every train station, we'll find where you're from.
Ingo: That is an excellent idea!
Shawn: So... full speed ahead?
Ingo: YES! ALLLL ABOAAARD!
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deus-ex-mona · 4 months
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exhibit a of my daily midnight horrors be like
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sweetestofchaos · 2 years
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Dᴏɴ'ᴛ Hɪᴅᴇ ♡ 2K
Yᴏᴏɴᴊɪɴ X Pʟᴜs Sɪᴢᴇ!Bʟᴀᴄᴋ Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ - NSFW - Oʀᴀʟ (Fᴇᴍ Rᴇᴄᴇɪᴠɪɴɢ) - Sᴇᴍɪ Pᴜʙʟɪᴄ S*x -  Pʀᴀɪsᴇ Kɪɴᴋ - Pᴇᴛ Nᴀᴍᴇs - Lᴏᴡ Sᴇʟғ ᴇsᴛᴇᴇᴍ - Sᴘᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ ᴀs ᴘᴜɴɪsʜᴍᴇɴᴛ - Dᴏᴍ!Sᴇᴏᴋᴊɪɴ - Sᴡɪᴛᴄʜ!Yᴏᴏɴɢɪ
ᴬ/ᴺ⠘ 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇’𝗍 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗒 𝗉𝗅𝗎𝗌 𝗌𝗂𝗓𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖨 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗋𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝗐 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌. 𝖨 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗂𝖾𝖼𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗎𝗅, 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇’𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍.
𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 @jjksblackgf​ 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝖺! 𝖨 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅!
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She stood there frozen, staring at her reflection in the floor length mirror of the dressing room. This was her? Really? The black dress clung to her chest and hugged her body gently before it flowed around her wide hips and exposed her thigh with a single slit on the side. She wanted to look away, but something deep inside of her ignored the command. A small smile pulled at her lips, and she quickly shook her head, no. What was she thinking? She couldn’t wear this, right? She liked this dress, but it wasn’t made for someone like her. She sighed deeply as her eyes started to burn, such a beautiful dress, but not on her.
She could see everything, the dress did very little to hide what she hated most. The stretch marks on her upper arms and shoulders were on display. More stretch marks could be seen on her thighs that jiggled with each small step she took. She was worried, what if they didn’t like it? What if they thought she looked ugly?
“Yah! Y/N are you almost done in there? Do you need help?” Seokjin’s voice made her jump and she backed farther away from the dressing room door. She shook her head; she could do this...she didn’t want to. “Y/N?” Seokjin stood outside of the dressing room door and placed his hand on the surface.
“Listen to me sweet girl...” Seokjin felt Y/N’s worry rolling off her in waves and he sighed. “You don’t have to show us if you don’t want to but know that Yoongi and I are right here. Okay? You never have to worry about us judging you. You are the most beautiful woman in our eyes, and we are lucky to be able to call you ours.” Seokjin rested his forehead against the door with a light thump. “Take all the time you need, my sweet girl. We’ll be right here.”
Seokjin turned away from the door and jumped when he saw Yoongi standing right behind him with a frown on his face. Seokjin opened his mouth and quickly closed it when Yoongi pushed past him, banging his fist on the door. Y/N stared at the door with wide eyes, “Open this door, darling. Now.” Yoongi’s voice held no room for argument and slowly Y/N walked over to the door. Yoongi crossed his arms over his chest and tapped his foot, “I’m waiting.”
Swallowing the lump in her throat, Y/N unlocked the door and pulled it open just enough to show her face while she hid her body behind the rest of the door. Yoongi raised an eyebrow and clicked his tongue. Y/N couldn’t meet his eyes, she knew he would be disappointed in her, so she stared at the floor. Yoongi’s jaw clenched and he took a deep breath in through his nose, he knew better than to speak to Y/N while he was angry. Counting to ten in his head, Yoongi cleared his throat, “Either you come out or we come in.” Y/N’s head snapped up at Yoongi’s words, her eyes wide as she stared at Yoongi in shock.
Seokjin clasped Yoongi on his shoulder and tried to pull him away, “Yoongi, we’re not gonna for-”
“She’s hiding herself, Hyung. You don’t hide from us, remember?” The question hung in the air and Y/N chewed on her lower lip. Yoongi was right, she was hiding and that was a huge slap in the face to both Yoongi and Seokjin. “In or out?” Yoongi questioned and Y/N stepped back, leaving enough room for both Yoongi and Seokjin to enter the dressing room. Seokjin sighed but followed in after Yoongi making sure to shut and lock the door behind himself.
In the dressing room, Y/N shifted her weight from foot to foot, looking no higher than Yoongi’s shoulders as the man walked right up to her. Yoongi stared down at Y/N and licked his lips. Damn, the black dress looked even more amazing on her than he first imagined. Reaching out, Yoongi pinched Y/N’s chin between his thumb and index finger, gently tilting her head up so that she was looking into his eyes. “No more hiding, darling.” Yoongi leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on Y/N’s plump lips. Y/N jumped at the sudden feeling of hands on her hips and she shivered, feeling Seokjin’s lips ghost over the skin on her neck.
“Such a pretty dress, showing so much skin.” Seokjin’s lips littered a trail of wet open mouthed kissed down the length of Y/N’s neck to her shoulder. “So, so much skin.” Seokjin’s voice was husky and low as he placed his hands on Y/N’s waist and squeezed tightly. Yoongi bites Y/N’s lower lip and fights back a smirk hearing her low moan float into the air.
Soothing the flesh with his tongue, Yoongi cups Y/n’s face in his hands and pulls away with a string of saliva still connecting their lips. “What’s wrong darling?” Yoongi stared into Y/N’s eyes and raised an eyebrow, his thumb stroking the apples of her cheeks. Seokjin rested his chin on Y/N’s shoulder and let his hands wander to the front of Y/N’s dress. He hummed to himself, pleased to find that what he thought was a simple slit was so much more. Y/N’s eyes flutter closed as the tips of Seokjin’s finger trace random shapes on the apex of her thighs. Yoongi sighs and presses his lips back to Y/N’s firmly, “You like Jinnie’s touch, darling?” Y/N nods her head and Seokjin chuckles while Yoongi trails one of his hands slowly down the front of Y/N’s dress before he cups her core, making Y/N’s body shiver as he strokes his ring finger over her covered entrance.
Yoongi nips at Y/N’s bottom lip and smirks, “Why are you wet darling? Thinking about what we might do to you for breaking a rule?” Yoongi pulls his hand back and Y/N closes her legs trying to trap his hand between her thighs.
Seokjin shakes his head and kisses Y/N’s shoulder, “Such pretty sounds you make for us. My sweet girl…” Seokjin lifts his hand and Y/N yelps at the sudden slap of her ass, “Against the wall.” All playfulness is gone from Seokjin’s voice as he rubs the offended cheek. “Ten smacks, five on each side. That is my punishment for you, Y/N.” Yoongi and Seokjin both step away from Y/N and she sucks her bottom lip between her teeth. She looks at Seokjin and he crosses his arms over his chest, “Do you feel this punishment is unfair?”
Y/N shakes her head, sending her brown and black ombre twists flying around her face, “I-I don’t want to stand…” Y/N shifts her weight on her feet and Seokjin looks at her. The way she’s fiddling with her fingers and avoiding eye contact. Seokjin takes a seat on the bench in the dressing room and pats his thighs. Y/N’s face flushes though no one can see it and she doesn’t move.
“You’re having doubts about your weight,” Yoongi’s voice is soft and firm as he grabs Y/N’s wrist and pulls her gently towards Seokjin. “Darling, I want to see you over Hyung’s lap with your ass on display. There is nothing we can’t do to you, darling.” Yoongi gives Y/N a reassuring kiss to her lips and squeezes her hand lightly as he moves away. Y/N chews on her bottom lip and stares at Seokjin’s legs. She has never laid across Seokjin’s lap and she’s worried that she’ll hurt him.
Seeing the hesitation on Y/N’s face, Seokjin rubs his thighs, “Come on sweet girl. Have I ever let you fall?” Seokjin questions already knowing the answer. Y/N takes a deep breath and walks up to Seokjin making him smile softly. “Good girl, such a good girl for us.” Holding up his hand, Seokjin helps Y/N lower herself over his lap and he slides his feet apart slightly to better even out the weight. Lifting the hem of the dress, Seokjin pushes it out of the way, and he groans seeing the bright pink lace panties that Y/N has on. “On or off?” Seokjin directs his question to Yoongi and Yoongi licks his lips making Seokjin roll his eyes. Wordlessly, Seokjin removes Y/N’s panties, and he bites the inside of his cheek as he feels the wetness around the center. Seokjin tosses the panties to Yoongi, who shoves him into his back pocket and licks his lips. “Ten count. If you fail to count correctly, I will start again.” Seokjin smooths his large palm over Y/N’s ass and Yoongi bites back a groan, he loves that neither of their hands can hold all that ass. “Ready?”
Smack…Smack…Smack…
One after another, Seokjin delivers each smack, a total of ten that has Y/N’s mind reeling as tears gather at her eyes. The smacks weren’t painful if anything they made Y/N feel bad for being disgusted by herself. Here she has two wonderful men that love her just the way she is, and she can’t even do the same…
“Hyung?” Yoongi’s voice is strained as he stares at Y/N’s bare ass. There is a clear substance between her thighs that is glistening and it’s making Yoongi’s mouth water. Seokjin bites his lower lip and nods his head lightly at Yoongi, giving him permission to take control for the time being. Standing behind Y/N, Yoongi grabs a handful of her ass and Y/N whines from the sensitivity making Yoongi hiss as he grabs her other ass cheek and spreads them apart. “Damn…look at the mess you made darling. Such a pretty sight, I think Hyung will need to buy a new pair of pants.”
“I’m s-sorry,” Y/N whispers and Yoongi smiles before he drops to his knees.
“Don’t apologize, darling. Jin hyung doesn’t mind.” Leaning in, Yoongi pokes out his tongue and licks a single strip from Y/N’s opening to her puckered hole. Y/N moans and Seokjin is quick to place a hand on the back of her neck to hold her in place. Yoongi groans at the taste and dives right in, his tongue swiping up and down as he cleans up the mess Seokjin’s spanking created. Breathy moans and the sound of Yoongi slurping fills the air and Seokjin tilts his head back, relishing in the weight of Y/N’s body pressed against his rapidly stiffing dick. Yoongi’s nose presses Y/N’s ass the more into it he gets, and Y/N is coming on his tongue quickly. Yoongi swallows down every drop and pulls away with a satisfied sigh like he just got done drinking the coolest of water.
Y/N’s body shakes in Seokjin’s lap and Seokjin helps her sit up. She slides off his lap and sits in Yoongi’s lap while resting her head on Seokjin’s thigh. Seokjin places his hand on top of Y/N’s head and pats her hair while he looks down at her with a smile on his face. “You’re going to wear this dress out. Yoongi will take you home, okay?” Seokjin watches as Yoongi looks away from Y/N confused. “I have a few more things that I need to buy, but I want the two of you in my bed and ready for me when I get home.”
Yoongi smacks his lips together and grins, “Yes, Hyung.” Yoongi pulls Y/N up and moves her head so that it’s resting on his shoulder, “You go first. Looks like our baby isn’t ready to leave just yet.” Yoongi’s gummy smile is teasing and Y/N whines as she tries to get out of Yoongi’s hold. “No, no, darling.” Yoongi kisses Y/N’s lips as he says, “Collect your strength first and then we can go home.”
“Yoongi,” Y/N whines and Yoongi cups her face with one hand.
“What’s wrong darling?” Y/N stares up at Yoongi and pouts. “Oh, baby.” Yoongi coos and rubs his nose against Y/N’s before he gives her a firm kiss, nibbling on her lower lip. “How about a nice hot bath when we get home? Good girls deserve nice things, right?” Yoongi bops Y/N’s nose with his finger and Y/N scrunches up her face while Seokjin kisses the top of her head.
“Don’t stay here for too much longer. I’ll pay on my way out.”
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just me and bighead (@chanzethegymleader) feat the ocean. 🌊
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hiccupbutpurple · 8 months
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Dagur drunk singing Achy Breaky Heart to Hiccup
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bird-of-the-day · 2 years
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BOTD: Tooth-Billed Pigeon
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Illustration credit: John Gould
Tooth-Billed Pigeon (Didunculus strigirostris)
The Tooth-Billed Pigeon is a critically endangered bird found only in Samoa. As its appearance would suggest, it is genetically close to the Dodo, and the genus name Didunculus means 'little dodo'. Little is known about the behaviour of the species as it is so secretive and the population is so small, but it is believed to feed on the fruits of the tree Dysoxylum.
Notice: If you know of any places to donate to help save/conserve any birds I post, please do message me with a link or reply with it! I will reblog the post adding the link. I want my blog to also encourage people to want to protect and save birds.
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isdalinarhot · 4 months
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Much love to the followers who I gain who stay with me even after ive been drunk in front of them. You are seeing the kingdom of heaven <3
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nocturnalazure · 1 year
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NB: Reference is made to that post in the tags.
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sule-skerry · 15 days
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Heartbreaking! The worst person you know has great ink.
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bloodandfruit · 3 months
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literally the answer to like every problem I ever have is
do an offering about it
and I just need to get to a place where I can remember that before things get critical
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curiosity-killed · 1 month
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just a couple of bonkers conversations i've had lately and can't quite stop thinking about
[ALT ID: Two simple black and white comics.
The first comic shows three people sitting in a row in a theatre. The first person is labeled "ballet master for company," the second "director of the company I dance with who, at best, doesn't acknowledge my existence," and the third is "Me." In the second panel, the first two people are talking and the director says, "I think people also go to his class because he's so nice to look at, right?" while turning to look at me. The third panel shows the third person staring back in bewilderment, with just a label reading "so gay."
The second comic shows two people talking on the phone. The first says "Yeah, like I know I tend to wear baggy clothes to cover up—" and the second interjects with "Yeah, 'cause you don't have a choice. Like you HAVE to wear a leotard and tights—". The second panels shows the first person looking surprised and thinking, "Wow are we actually coming to an understanding about this?" but the thought bubble is interrupted by the second person saying, "—at some point, you just had to get over any body issues you might have had." The third panel shows the first person covering their face with their hand as the second person continues, "Like I don't understand why you WOULD because you're skinny and a dancer and—" and a caption in the bottom righthand corner reads, "The answer: No, we were not."]
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