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#so. just chillin ig
emberglowfox · 11 months
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me: yeah i can pull an all-nighter to get this project done its nbd, ive done it a bunch of times this quarter
me, inevitably, seven hours later: i'm falling through time
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marchsage · 11 months
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it’ll be our little secret, right?♡
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bioluminosity · 10 months
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figures
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roaringheat · 1 month
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chat, i did it i finally broke up with my partner
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zincbot · 6 months
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hey so i decided to play echoes of the eye. what the fuck.
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lovevalley45 · 1 year
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no but like where is jax this whole ep. everyone's doin shit to stop the incoming alien invasion n he's like. sorry gang my mom asked me to do lunch when i was in town
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munamania · 1 year
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i am so tired of people asking me to always go out for plans and neverrrr taking me up on just hanging out Here. i’m tired!!! and cold!!!
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soldier-poet-king · 2 years
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how soon after covid can i have booze, totally not asking bc i had bought a case of summer ciders and then IMMEDIATELY contracted The Plague
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muirneach · 1 year
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this is bad obviously. but also it’s really objectively funny. there is a cop horse loose in st clair subway station. this will prevent crime somehow
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ahrencmeptn-aa · 2 years
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“...Nobody is scared of my true form.” Now he feels embarrassed about it.
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moodycarcass · 2 years
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Found an isopod on my bathmat. No clue where Lil homie came from, he looks like an armadillidium nasatum so he's not an escape from my terrarium.
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javarium · 8 months
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HI FRELLIEEEE AHH!! i thank you for that ask of oranges <3 so cute!ahahsdhd ans thank u for the kind words i always get a little jumpy seeing you on my dash too !!!! <3 i hope your week is a little more calm this week ! and HAPPY BIRTHDAY ????!1 when is it! 💟
HELLOOO T!! aww, you’re very welcome 😉 I couldn’t help myself ngl, it was just too good and cute to pass up and you’re just so nice u deserve it ❤️☺️ lmaoo yes; maybe we’ll get over the nervousness one day haha! and tyyyy i absolutely appreciate that,, it’s been hella fucking wild 🫣 it was a few days ago actually, on the 4th fucking labor day istg— its always on that day, or the day before or after smh 🤦‍♀️ but naw I got an Oreo cake so that makes things better :D
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beetleevil · 1 year
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percyluvr · 2 months
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helloo, could i request a leo valdez x daughter of poseidon!reader headcanons? thanks 🦈
leo valdez x daughter of poseidon!reader summary: hcs for leo with a daughter of poseidon reader
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when y'all first started dating, percy was a bit of a hater
y'know after the whole......... firing on the romans thing
but after a while it was fine
bc y'all r too damn cute
you sneak out of cabin 3 to go see leo a lot
and it's kinda annoying to percy sometimes
cuz you're nowhere near as sneaky as you think you are
but he likes it bc then he can have annabeth over
so it's kinda a win win
but anyways!
you guys sneak out to go sit near the lake
and just cuddle and talk
sometimes y'all fall asleep
and wake up to water splashing your face (it's percy)
other times you sleep in cabin 9
but percy knows either way
he always finds y'all LMFAO
he's so annoying to y'all
but it's all in good fun
bc you and leo prank him back
y'all have like a youtube prank war going on LMAOO
ANYWAYS enough abt percy trynna annoy y'all
leo is such a sweetie
he's always making you things
especially little ocean themed charms for your bracelets
you make him matching bracelets. out of the charms he makes.
UGH my mind
anywho
you sit in cabin 9 watching him make shit
and he gets a lil nervous with you watching him so intensely
sometimes he messes up what he's making because ur so distracting
and he just tries to play it off like he meant to do that
it haunts him at night LMFAOO
anyways
you made him a flame-resistant bracelet bc u know how he was always worried about burning your bracelets
and he actually cried
like he bursted out into tears and gave u the tightest hug ever
he might've cracked one of your ribs
shhh don't tell anyone..
he LOVES when you take him underwater
y'all just be chillin down there from time to time
until percy starts lurking down there too...
percy is a menace to y'all frl
during meals, y'all always sit at the same table
consequences be damned
everyone at camp is SO sick of y'all
pda central i swear
this man COULD NOT get his hands off of you to save his life LMFAO
always cuddling at campfires
late night swims n shiiiii
if ur ever cold
yk he's got u bbygirl
hes like a damn heater
but like
he cant turn it off
so ur like dying of a heat stroke when yall cuddle during the summer
he feels bad
but he loves being close to u
he's always thinking ab how lucky he is to have u
and how he doesnt deserve u
and u know that he thinks that
so ur always reassuring him that hes good enough and u will always love him
hes pretty insecure but he tries to play it off as no big deal
but ur always there for him
and thats something he loves ab u
y'all just get each other on a different levellll
poseidon lowk LOVES him
#prouddad vibes
and hephaestus loves u too
yall lowk got ur dads to be besties
thats how powerful yall r together
y'all are always tg
like 24/7
yall schedule to be in charge of the same activities so you dont have to be away from each other
how yall dont get sick of each other is BEYOND ME
ig thats just how it be when ur in love!
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nanaminsmoon · 8 months
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onyankopon x blackfem!reader🫶🏾 (mdni.) + wc:1216
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'who can do hair?' had been the caption on the ig story that led to ony’s head buried in the space between your legs. with your thighs on either side of his half-done hair, ony had you spread out on the couch as his tongue sent waves of pleasure throughout your body. you in this very position had been the only thing on his mind since the second you opened the door, wafting the smell of vanilla and cocoa butter in his face, as his eyes busied themselves scanning your form. the only coverage of your body had been short ass shorts, and a cropped camisole—both serving no purpose because your nipples would be visible through the thin fabric, and your cheeks would be greeting him with every sway of your hips as you led him to your living room. having your back turned to him gave ony the perfect opportunity to openly look you up and down, a sly smirk spreading on his face when he’d see your painted toes and golden anklet that matched the necklace at the center of your chest.
it was as if, as soon as he saw the jewellery, ony knew that his lips would be meeting the skin next to it, in delicate and languid kisses. like he had already foreseen the image of his trimmed fingernails forming dips in the fat of your thighs, as he pushed them against your chest—the sound of your skin meeting beating his eardrums. ony didn’t know what the final straw had been; maybe it was the smile you had flashed him as you laughed at one of his jokes, maybe it was his direct view of your chest as you stood in front of him, or maybe it had been the glazed look in your eyes when you realised you couldn’t hide his effect on you anymore.
ony had been trailing his fingertips along the backs of your calves, mahogany orbs zeroed in on your face to measure your reaction. all attempts at putting on a cloak of composure failed to cover you from the neck down because, being sat so close you could feel his breath hitting your skin, ony could see everything. he’d take note of the way your chest rose and fell faster, he’d catch onto the way your hand fumbled with the rattail comb in your grip, as you parted his hair, and there was absolutely no way of hiding your goosebumps when his hand would flatten on you, to wrap around the back of your thigh.
“you good?”, a harsh swallow would travel down your throat as you smiled feebly at him. but ony would just shrug.
“i'm chillin’”, he’d shake his head, “just gettin’ comfy”, he'd say, and you’d nod at him before resuming your task on his head.
in the end, his hands ascending to replace the fabric covering your ass would be the thing to grant ony your attention again. it’d also be the thing to force your hand to substitute the comb for his shoulder as you leaned down to meet your lips. somehow that’d land you in ony’s lap, moving on him, before he got fed up and moved you to the couch. everything from then on was a blurry montage of events; one second you’d be lifting your hips from the leather to help him wiggle your shorts down, then your legs would be forced open by his head obstructing their connection. aimless fingers would then be moving over his twists, as the actions of ony’s mouth produced obscene noises that overrode the sound of the tv show you’d put on. it was no wonder you came on his face so quickly, sighing and cussing to yourself as unfettered moans escaped your lips. and ony would make quick work of cleaning you with his mouth, obviously in a rush to appease the hard length underneath his tech.
one of ony’s hands would hold your legs open, and the other would gather your arousal on his tip before pushing into you very slowly. eager fingertips would be underneath your top, digging into your waist as ony’s tip reached deeper inside you with every thrust. one half of the duo that had been challenging his self-control since you opened the door would momentarily be bare, before it’d be hidden in between ony’s lips. and the other half would have a large hand enclosed around it, as ony’s dick had your back detaching from the couch.
“you're so fucking tight”, his lips spoke around your nipple, ”better not be giving any other niggas this treatment when you do their hair”, he'd say, rutting into you.
“j-just you, i s-swear”, you'd promise, and pride would make ony quickly pull out of you, only to empty your lungs of air when he slammed back into you again. sensations would be hitting you from all angles; the feeling of him driving into you achingly well, his lips decorating your ankle and shin, and the repeated contact of your ass cheeks and his hip bones.
the actual reason why ony was there had been long forgotten by the both of you, so there’d be no hesitation from either party when you’d reach a hand to his head to pull him into you, and messily kiss his lips. ony’s tongue would glide past your lower lip, moaning at the sweet taste of your lipgloss, before it’d enter your mouth and move against yours. the kiss would have both of you moaning into each other’s mouths, with your toes even curling in their place around his waist. but ultimately it’d be ony's hand sneaking down to your clit that would pull your orgasm over you. your walls flexing around him, coercing ony's own release out of him.
“you want my nut in you, ma?”, he'd ask, and you'd nod while whining out an incomprehensible 'yes' into his ears. your lips moving to kiss at his earlobe would be the thing to pause ony’s hips inside of you. and he’d fill you until he felt empty and all he could do was barely hold his body weight up so he wouldn’t crush you as he caught his breath. he’d retreat from the crook of your neck, and pepper honeyed kisses on your palm when your hand would rise to neaten the hairs you’d messed up,
“you know you still gotta pay me, right?”, you'd ask playfully, and ony would laugh at you before kissing your forehead.
“the dick ain't give me a discount?”, he'd ask, and you'd shake your head, ”how ‘bout if we fuck one more time?”, he’d look up to your eyes through his thick eyelashes, as his lips kissed your burning skin and his dick slowly started moving in and out of you again. still sensitive, your lips would start making noise without your permission, and ony would smile at your endearing behaviour,
“fuck—make it two and i'll give you the whole thing for free”,
“bet.”
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littleleelee · 4 months
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Drabbles-?
uhm so.. first post ig-? These are just things i personally love in fics so imma just- put this here bc it'll most likely contain a ieawhat kinds of fics ill post xd
anyway,, GN reader bc yaahhh
For now im only doing one piece bc its my current hyperfixation x-x
i love reversal comfort fics, especially when its for naturally grump af characters like Law and Mihawk for examples, however i usually keep the opinion to myself because.. i always HC the grumpy characters to be so overly clingy when their with that One person they trust... like cuddly, lovey, messes.
like here me out rq
Mihawk just came back from doing fuck all nothing, for like 3 weeks. Hes Tired and annoyed af. Like even PERONA, aint bugging him bc she can tell hes just PISSED. His posture is fuck all off, like hes slump walking thro the castle. He stumbles his lank self into the bedroom you and him would share, that inconviently does NOT, have you.
~ so, He grumply groans around the castle trynna find you. He ends up finding you in the libery doing one of your hobbies, like reading or writing, whatever you can imagin, just chillin on a lounge sofa in there.
~ This 44 yr old man is puffing out his cheeks with a pout, taking whatever is in your hands and tossing it to the floor, IGNOREING, ALL protests, an plopping RIGHT on you. whether its your chest, lap, back, whatever he lands on is where hes staying.
~ "M-Mihawk?! dearest-" is all you can honestly say- your emotions are everywhere.
~ Eventually you just take it, not questioning him at all. Letting him rest.
~ You ARE, 10000%, teasting him later about it.
Law, is a tad bit different. Hes a touch starved workaholic of all things, pushing himself and isolating 100% of the time. So i do believe you'd have to be the one to break him open, and when you do he is just a babbling gloop.
~ Hes been in his office for however much hours again, for the umpthten time. You've had, frankly enough. Your not really his lover yet, but you are a decent-mounts close to him. So surely you can ineed, get something out of him right?
~ After storming in his office, you can see him with his head in his hands at his desk, as he slowly meets your gaze, he just melts into his desk. You walk over and speak like prolly 5 words, somth like
~ "is everything alright, law, youve been-" is probably all you get out before your shambled into some form of bedroom, and law just putting all his weight into you.
~this weight tumbles you both into the bed behind you. He aint even hugging you hes just, SINKING into you with his weight.
~Your 100% falling asleep like this, and law isnt letting you believe it happened.
probably gonna.. make a rule/masterlist post eventually. idk when, 4 now just comment smth or any reqs ya got! thanks for reading ~
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