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latenightsundayblues · 8 months
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I imagine their banter and bickering in the process of killing someone would deal greater psychological damage than the torturing itself
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whatthefuxkkk · 1 month
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"Trans Alastor doesn't make sense" no it doesn't, but the idea of Rosie chopping his tits off with a cleaver is really really funny you guys
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fluffyartbl0g · 9 months
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Leaving the confines of his bedroom, Law met Luffy at the door, the other man grinning brighter than the afternoon sunlight that haloed him. Something in Law's chest shifted again, the thundering of his heart pushing it free with such a violent force that he felt himself reeling, stunned, as he looked down at Luffy.
Law liked him.
Law liked Luffy.
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Callunar’s fic, “Broken Heart Syndrome” is my FAVOURITE ongoing lawlu fic and OMFG IT’S SUCH A GOOD SLOWBURN. THE PACING IS IMMACULATE? It’s 80k rn but their relationship development doesn’t feel snail paced, nor does it feel rushed! It’s JUST RIGHT.
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tomaturtles · 1 month
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Happy Campus Apocalypse volume 1 16th anniversary here's something to celebrate
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becca-e-barnes · 11 months
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Sub Bucky and a breeding kink 💀 dead unlived it's one of my favourite things 😌
This is pretty high up there on my list of dream fantasies 🥵 these are two of my biggest weaknesses, don't even look at me rn
One of life's greatest joys is cuddling with the other person's head resting on your chest so you can play with their hair and rub their shoulders. I love that shit, having someone else's body weight on you is so comforting.
I imagine that's something Bucky would really enjoy too. It's so soft and sweet and tender and getting to feel cared for would really appeal to him.
But that's up until his hands work their way under your top, up over your bare skin so he's able to cup your breasts and bury his face between them while he's getting his hair played with. Life's pleasures don't get much simpler than that.
After a few moments he shifts slightly, tugging the neckline of your shirt out of the way to give himself space to kiss and nip your skin. All of a sudden he's desperate and it's beautiful to watch.
"Please." He whispers between frantic kisses, flicking his tongue over the stiff peak of your nipple before engulfing it with his warm, eager mouth.
"Please, what?" You tease, tugging on his hair just a little for emphasis.
He groans, frustrated by his own lack of coherence, pulling his mouth from your nipple. "Please let me put a baby in you."
That's not what you were expecting but fuck, he makes it sound pretty appealing.
"Bucky-" You begin but he cuts you off, giving your other nipple the same attention as he gave the first. God, that's distracting.
"You'd make. Such. A pretty. Mommy." He whispers, kissing his way down your body until he reaches the bottom seam of your top. From there, he pulls it off, letting it fall to the floor before removing the rest of your clothes.
"You'd look so pretty with a little baby bump." His huge hand rests on your bare tummy, imaging how your body would change.
"I want it, Buck." You mean it too. It doesn't sound like such a bad idea when he's taking his clothes off.
"I know you want it." He groans, rubbing the tip of his dick against your soaked core. "Y-you're so wet."
He presses his hips forward, sliding inside you and you can't explain it but you swear it feels different this time.
"Don't even think about pulling out." You cup his face in your hands, keeping his eyes on you and you almost worry he's going to fuck himself senseless into you. "I want you to make me a mommy. You're going to give me every single drop of cum and when it starts to drip out of me, you're going to fuck it back in."
His head falls onto your shoulder, sobbing a pathetic moan against your already hot skin. The pace of his thrusts matches his need, his hips slamming into yours and when he finally gives in, he cums inside you with your legs clamped around his waist, making sure he couldn't pull out even if he wanted to.
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andtheyreonfire · 6 months
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biblically accurate shuake textposts. or something
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bonus:
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vminsos · 3 months
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JUNG HOSEOK - 1994.02.18
(CLICK TO SEE IN HQ | DO NOT REPOST)
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captn3 · 1 month
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until next time.... stay fresh [plain text: until next time.... stay fresh]
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doodleodds · 1 year
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Happy Valentines, Akira. Happy Valentines, Asshole.
If you can’t read what Akechi’s secondary inner-dialogue says cause I obscured it too much behind his regular dialogue, here’s a transcription in panel order: Hello, you fucking- Ah- Hello, Akira! Fuck off, why should I tell you- Just a soda- there’s a new flavor.
I don’t want your shitty gift. Oh- haha! You’re so sweet.
I hope I choke. They’re lovely, thank you.
Like hell. Likewise. There’s no way it’s just a coincidence. Still though, it’s a funny coincidence.
#p5#akeshu#akechi goro#kurusu akira#wow- me?? posting a valentines comic... actually on?? valentines????? wack. absolutely wack#it's a short one! I purposefully tried to keep it short. it was a challenge and it still ended up being 3 pages. but i blame my canvas size#also in case u can't see what akira is holding out to akechi: theyre chocolate covered strawberries on sticks!#i saw them irl and was like oh god i want those. i am going to project that feeling on my favorite characters so help me god#and now! here we are! but my shitty-ass coloring & line quality make it hard to discern them so. sorry about that lmaooooo#ANYWAY i don't do enough post-maruki stuff so. i made this one a little bittersweet. :)#why did i put akechi's scarf in a bow? honestly i dont know! i think i saw some art a while ago that did that too and i thought it was cute#well. plus i guess there's the symbolism of 'akechi being alive and reciprocating your feelings (however involuntarily) IS a gift' part#hence that hes wrapped up in a bow. like a present. :)#also god. the first panel is supposed to be akechi's reflection in a vending machine window. I could NOT get it to look right#so for reference!!! just so you guys understand!!!!!! thats what that panel is supposed to be!!! he is NOT in fact a ghost. (sigh)#hope you enjoyed and had a lovely valentines!! for my part i have eaten nothing but sweets today and hoo boy will that have been a mistake#ALSO in terms of the audience-participation comic...hopefully coming soon. if i can ever gain the will to draw it.#but at least tumblr has polls now so i can do the audience-choose-y bit without needing to use a separate website! so thats good i guess#anyway anyway anway thanks for listening to me ramble if you made it this far! have a lovely rest of your day and hopefully see u again soon
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revelingrexan · 11 days
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"...not very clever!"
and then Alastor cusses for the first time in the show :D
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midnightclover · 3 months
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Summon Night: Swordcraft Story (ATLUS, 2003)
#my actual posts lol#haha what if i made a daily diary post thing like nico#..i was just thinking#today was a good day#and i thought of this song#ive been playing summon night swordcraft story a lot as of late.. though none today actually#its still on my mind though#i considered using dweller empty path's song flying through a stary sky instead.. but this is what i thought of first#i think it fits best to use it#i actually had to jump through some hoops to upload music!#cus my tumblr app is kinda old.. i cant properly upload music. i could only put a link#which isnt exactly ideal#so i tried in my web browser.. but maybe its cus i havent updated it in a while or maybe just cus its tor.. it didnt work#so i downloaded firefox and did it on there lol#now im editing it in my drafts back on the app#dont ask why im not just doing it on my computer... shes having some technical difficulties. we're working on it#but not today#...#today was pretty eventful.. even if not very productive. but ive never been a very productive person#we went and saw some light festival thing! it was rly nice.. a little simple at times but it was fun#we went and got some yummy snacks earlier too! tho ive already eaten them all hehe#and i started up animal crossing new leaf. i hadnt played it in ages! its startling how much better it is than new horizions.. imo at least#only problem is i couldnt make it the same as my island.. and i didnt remember why i named my last town#we searched for a while for some reference or somfin to name it after.. but we ended up just going with ''faraway''#cus i liked the idea of being asked where im going.. and just saying far far away#and as beth said it has a kinda fairytail vibe!#...only after i named it did i realize i accidentally named it after the town in omori. oops!#...im about to hit the tag limit. so whoevers still listening i just want u to know..#i love you. ok?#goodnight
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echo-bleu · 2 months
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We needed Celebrimbor as Dalamar, to go with Annatar as Raistlin and Finrod as Crysania.
He could also double as book!Dalamar, tbh. But because it's my Celebrimbor design, he's wearing the silver ring splints I've drawn for him before.
for @chthonion and @actual-bill-potts 💙
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xjustakay · 9 months
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(8/24) prompt: skirt — 731 words (very briefly mentioned sexual content) @jegulus-microfic
“What about that short leather one you’ve got?” James calls from where he sits at the foot of the bed.
Regulus rolls his eyes, unseen where he’s inside their shared walk-in closet. They’re getting ready to go have dinner with James’ parents. It’s the first time Regulus is meeting them in person and not just occasionally chiming in during James’ long distance phone calls. Unfortunately, he can’t fucking decide what to wear. After all, he wants to make a nice first impression.
Which means James’ suggestion is especially out.
Still in just his dark grey briefs, Regulus steps into the closet doorway, arms folded over his bare chest and one eyebrow arched.
“Skirt, sure. The leather one? Absolutely not,”
“But your ass looks great in that skirt,” James argues, bordering on petulant.
“First of all, my ass looks great in anything I own.” Regulus pauses, both brows lifting expectantly until James concedes his agreement with a tilted nod of his head. “Secondly, if you’re preoccupied with my ass the entire time we’re with your parents, we’ve got a problem.”
“When am I not preoccupied with your ass?”
“I am begging you to be less insufferable.”
James grins, all teeth and the glimmer of mischief in his hazel eyes. Devastatingly lovely, as always. “You love me.”
“An unfortunate predicament I’ve found myself in, that,” Regulus mutters, lips twitching when James scoffs at him.
He’s just about to turn back into the closet and swipe through his options again, but James motioning him over to himself halts him. Regulus doesn’t immediately approach, instead looking at him in disbelief.
“I’m not letting you waste another half hour of my time, James.”
“Oh, yeah, you definitely thought it was a waste of time when your dick was in my mouth.” James shakes his head, amused, and motions him over again. “Just come here for a minute, love. No ulterior motive, swear.”
Huffing shortly, Regulus finally crosses the floor from the closet to the foot of the bed, stopping right in front of where James sits. James curls his warm hands at his hips, but doesn’t tow him onto his lap or anything of the sort. Simply presses a couple kisses along the plane of Regulus’ stomach then tilts his head back to look up at him.
“You know it doesn’t matter what you wear, right?” He rubs his thumbs in circles over each of Regulus’ hip bones, additionally soothing. “They’re going to love you anyway, just like I do.”
Regulus feels strangely pinned beneath his stare, despite the softness of it. It’s so overwhelmingly affectionate; all the ways James loves him clear as day in his fond smile and bright eyes. It’s enough to cause Regulus to pause, have to breathe in deeply and will the incessant butterflies in his stomach back to wherever they came from. He unsuccessfully attempts to distract from his own blooming adoration by bringing a hand up to clasp loosely at James’ chin.
“I just want to look nice.”
“Okay, so wear anything then. You always look nice,” James points out.
“Lovely sentiment, darling, but not particularly helpful,” Regulus snorts.
“What about that other skirt? The one you really liked and bought the other day. The uh—” James snaps his fingers on one hand and waves the other in a circular motion; Regulus won’t admit it but he already mourns the loss of his touch.
“Midi.”
“Yes! I like the lace trim on that one. And the slit up to the thigh.”
Regulus tilts his head, pursing his lips. “Slightly more acceptable but still potentially risque.”
“It’s not like they don’t know we’re fu—” James chuckles into the hand Regulus claps over his mouth to cut him off.
“Insufferable,” Regulus emphasizes.
James proceeds to press a kiss to the center of his palm then drag his lips across it, sighing hotly over the tips of his fingers before kissing softly at them, too.
“Just can’t help myself when it comes to you, love,” He says airily, fluttering his eyelashes. All of four seconds later, he ruins the sweet moment with a quick swat to Regulus’ ass, leaning back after. “Now go get dressed, we’ve got a dinner to get to, didn’t you know?”
A playful wink from James. Yet another roll of the eyes from Regulus. 
Still, an undeniably present love for each other there in the both of them.
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"My children are going to have normal family stories to tell their children, little funny stories about every day nothings, stories where no one dies too young or has to carry a burden of shame. [...] Nothing matters more to me, do you understand? Nothing." ~Leia Organa Solo, 16 ABY "You'll never catch up. Not with my help, not with a dozen assistants. That's because you take on everyone else's problems. Well, you weren't there for mine." ~Jaina Solo, 26 ABY
Leia Organa Solo || politician - Jedi - mother
Adrianne Lenker, not a lot, just forever // Michael Paul Kube-McDowell, Black Fleet Crisis: Before the Storm // Kathy Tyers, New Jedi Order: Balance Point
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llamahearted · 1 year
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now hear me out. what if these two shared clothes
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gammija · 1 year
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@a-mag-a-day Today I'm thinking about Martin, specifically, how quote-unquote human he really still is
he's clearly fallen on the side of 'Watcher' in the Eyepocalypse, not surprising perhaps, cause he already was able to turn invisible or something like it in s4 from the Lonely, and had to be 'both Lonely and Watching' enough for Peter's plan to at least work in theory. and while not as deep in it as Jon, he's still worked for the Eye for 10 years iirc, and he's marked by it to the point that it's a part of his domain
Martin in canon appears occasionally insensitive to Jon's new impulses, acting as the straight man to his avatar-ness. But we know that Martin's really good at acting like how he thinks things ought to be, while ignoring how he knows them to be deep down. (examples: him being the last one to accept Sasha is gone, at first instance assuming Jon must've been brainwashed in 142 Scrutiny, "I'm knackered!' -'Are you?' -'... ok, well, no, but i feel like i should be")
so i wonder, how much of his reactions are because Jon's words are genuinely alien to him, and how much is just posturing, exaggerating how he feels like he should react, to ignore when Jon's experiences feel relatable, or that niggling idea that, if everyone in this world is either victim or watcher, and Martin feels remarkably good, all things considered... well.
Or,
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