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sorry I liked your post a second after you posted it I don’t have a life

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Yeah, we went from warm fuzzy domestic feels back to the ongoing smutfest. Spoiler alert: the way Carlos actually answers this is absolutely filthy. 😘

Thanks to @carlos-in-glasses, @heartstringsduet, @paperstorm, @thisbuildinghasfeelings, @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad, and @whatsintheboxmh for the tags!

“Sorry, fuck, I just. I don’t know what to do here, TK.” Carlos shrugs and shakes his head, and his little puff of laughter is almost painfully lost. “It’s been so… I don’t know what to do.” His jaw works its way closed until it’s as clenched as his hands, balled into tight, twitchy fists at his sides, like he can’t let himself reach out to touch. Like he can’t trust himself not to. In all the things they’ve gotten back, TK never thought they might actually go backward. But here he is, standing fully healed in their home in front of a Carlos he hasn’t seen since they first began — caught between what he wishes he could ask for and what he thinks he’s allowed to have. Not lost. Torn. TK moves until their toe to toe and takes his face into both hands, holding his eyes until Carlos can’t resist the closeness without contact and curls his fingers around his hips. “That’s easy, baby,” TK says, trying to tug him out of the trap of whatever his brain has told him he’s supposed to do. “You tell me what you want.”

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"Friends dont look at friends that way" COWARD. I look at my friends with awe in my eyes, my chest is filled with love, im glowing because i get to be near my friends. I look at my friends and i would give them my everything. SO SKILL ISSUE, look at your friends with all the love that you have

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sorry I love this painfully mid media so much I could throw up

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Unholy Din Chapter Five

“It’s better when you’re quiet, you know. When you ignore me. And I ignore you.” Draco’s tone was icy.

Potter was lit up in the flickering light of the hall, his dark curls shiny, his dark skin golden-hued. He stepped closer to Draco, barely four paces away from him, his scent heavy enough that Draco felt like he could bite it. “You’re spoiled. Frequently quite mean. Irritating. And I cannot ignore you,” he said, his voice husky and deep. “Merlin knows I’ve tried. But I can’t. Not when I can tell that you’re afraid.”

“Try harder, then,” Draco spat. Salazar, this man was beyond comprehension. He tasted metal at the back of his throat. His nails bit into his palms. “Don’t speak to me. Not like this. I can’t—I don’t have time to spare you. It was an amusing diversion until you tossed me on my mother’s settee. You’re trouble. That’s what you are. And I’m not afraid. Your senses are broken. Now if that’s all” —his voice caught in his throat— “take your magic off of my door and leave me.”

To Hold You in the Earth's Unholy Din Chapter Five

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Needy 👀

I thought I'd kick it back a ways, babe. Circa Dec 2020.

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Quentin feels like a fucking pervert, a needy omega, absolutely objectifying Eliot and his knot—he shivers thinking about it now, even in the warmth of the morning sun—but fantasies are healthy, he reminds himself. As he watches Eliot dip into another pose, a low lunge, the highlight reel from the past few weeks of helpless jerking off plays in his head—Eliot offering Quentin their most private room, closing the door behind them and taking him in his arms with crushing force, kissing him hard and brutal, dipping down to nuzzle and lick at his scent gland, and—there’s a lot of porn Quentin’s watched to put together a nice montage of the next part—Eliot moving Quentin to his hands and knees, mounting him, fucking him and knotting him, staying inside—

Yeah, Quentin should just let it go. Eliot’s a neighbor, a friend. And he’s way out of Quentin’s league. Like, not even on the same planet of leagues. He’s the type of alpha who should be dining at The Four Seasons or going to the Met Gala on the arm of someone distinguished and—possibly famous. He’ll stay in Quentin’s fantasies where he belongs.

beat the blessed earth with our heartbeats

Everything comes full circle, even this song. Even the needy Omegas. Also no one had schooled me on my WRECKED use of em dashes yet. I wonder how many em dashes this fic has in it. Okay I did a search and this fic, which is 14k, has 210 em dashes.

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“I simply thought I’d take a morning stroll,” Draco said.

“Far too much strolling these days, if you ask me,” Blaise said. “My athleticism is legendary, but I’m meant to go in sprints. Toss the javelin once and be done with it. And you’ve got us wandering around like pack mules.”

“Well, my legs like the exercise. And the fresh air is quite good for my complexion.”

“Rubbish. It’s hotter than an Incendio out there. It’s not doing favours for anyone’s skin.” He gave Draco a thoughtful look, turning him towards his mirror with its platinum filigree border. He put his head on Draco’s shoulder and kissed his cheek. “You’re off to worry that dark haired chap with some new scheme. I know you want to fuck him, but this is getting ridiculous.”

“Blaise! I say!”

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tk in a group chat with carlos’s sisters’ partners called ‘trophy husbands’

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from the bottom of my heart

So it turns out the presentation was so extra it was too large to upload to Slides, and the best I could do was export it as a video. His ass literally wouldn't fit on Google.

Either way, please enjoy this visual ode to TK Strand (and yes, his bottom).

And please note that this was created for shits, giggles, and @hoko-onchi-writes, and is in no way intended to praise or condemn any pitching or catching preference. All opinions are my own. In other words, don't @ me, it's not that serious.

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“Prince Draco.” The sound of the guard’s voice sent a shiver through him, and he stopped, entirely without meaning to. His heartbeat was a rapid flutter; he felt it in his ears, a pulse in the tips of his fingers.

“You may speak,” Draco said carefully.

“I apologise.” Potter’s voice had an aching edge of sincerity to it, none of the snark from before. “An Alpha isn’t able to control who… responds to his scent.”

Anger flared in Draco’s chest. How dare this guard make some assumption about what Draco could sense? “Apologies are for equals. You’re less than nothing to me, guard,” Draco spat. “Don’t you dare assume otherwise. You’ll speak only when spoken to, or you’ll find yourself exiled from this kingdom without a sickle to your name.”

“Yes, my prince.”

My prince. The sound of his voice, rich and dark. The scent of him, musk and spice and loamy earth. It wasn't proper for a guard to smell that way. To make Draco's spine draw taut as a bowstring, to kick up sparks in the pit of his belly. Like a promise. Like a calling.

Draco wondered if the guard could smell him, too, if he could feel Draco's body responding to his scent, wanton and ready. Slick.

He cast the guard a final glance, chest tight and cheeks hot.

Draco needed to rid himself of this guard. And soon.

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I present to you @hoko-onchi-writes ‘s beautiful Prince Draco.

If you’re a Drarry fan I implore you to read the stunning To Hold You in the Earth's Unholy Din by my incredibly talented friend.

Thank you for letting me make this art for you 🩷

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does anyone else have a the tiniest little minute detail of lone star that they go absolutely feral over? for me, it's always going to be gwyn's cookies, kique the koala and five hundred piece puzzles

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Spotify Repeat

@hoko-onchi-writes tagged me in this and then I immediately did it wrong. I think you’re supposed to shuffle 10 times? Idk, but instead of following the rules here are my top 10 repeated songs at the moment:

Tagging @freneticfloetry @lemonlyman-dotcom @alrightbuckaroo @heartstringsduet @birdclowns and anyone else who wants to play and either do it correctly or not it’s up to you 😂

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i really hate coming out but still want my extended family to know, so my mother took it upon herself to invent the game “guess which one of my kids is gay.”

the rules are simple.

sit down with uncle so-and-so

he says something about gay people in passing

my mom says “there’s a gay person at this table right now. guess which of my kids it is!

he looks frantically between the three of us trying to figure out if she’s joking or not and trying desperately not to offend anyone but also she won’t continue with the conversation unless he makes a guess so he has to make a guess

we all enjoy his discomfort immensely

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inspiration weekend

thanks for the tags @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @sznofthesticks @alrightbuckaroo 💗

another fic idea has entered my brains roster 😅

lyrics from ‘animals by nickelback’

tagging @thisbuildinghasfeelings @reyesstrand @carlos-in-glasses @herefortarlos @lightningboltreader @chicgeekgirl89 @liminalmemories21 @bonheur-cafe @rmd-writes + open tag 🏷