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Five months into Trump's presidency, and we are in a war.

Did his supporters have that on the bingo card?

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UGH so pretty

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There are two kinds of people that Kenshin Uesegi from the hit game Ikemen Sengoku: Romances Across Time likes, which are as follows:

Composed genius

Kanetsugu - stoic, master strategist, scholar, teacher, incredibly loyal, great leader

Sasuke - stoic (not by choice lmao he's so chalant inside), astrophysicist, mastered ninja arts in 4 years, historian for fun

Shingen - also a master strategist, can read people like a book, always has the upper hand

Passionate dumbass

Yukimura - ngl just a normal guy most of the time, so romantically stunted he called the woman he had a crush on a wild boar

Yoshimoto - special interest is anything artsy, saw his clan grow power hungry and thought to fix it by attempting suicide

Mai - feisty and always throws herself in danger, does not hold back in sassing out people two times her size and with swords

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Apparently Miles is a JJK fan (in the comics)

If you put these two in a room together I think the result would be adorable 🥺

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my shayla :(

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Thanks so much!! I'll be sure to look into it :)

Do you have some good online or free resources to start learning more about bugs and such? This last year, I've really been seduced into entomology but I can't take the class at my uni since it doesn't fit with my schedule :( I've been working in an insect lab this past year and really want to do that in the future

I believe there is a free course through the University of Alberta on courseera called Bugs101. Here: https://www.coursera.org/learn/bugs-101

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Happy Pride!!!!! Nature is for everyone!

hats and stickers of this fella coming Friday at noon!

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I toured my new lab today for my internship and omgggggg everyone here is eating me up please I need to start clothes shopping how am I ever gonna fit in with the other scientists if I'm wearing Nike shorts and frog and toad t shirt

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tribute to anomalocaris

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Some reasons why you should read witch hat atelier:

Very pretty art style

Author is a pretty cool person and she supports LGBTQ+

Diverse cast of characters

Cannon queer characters

Very interesting world building

Magic system is fun

Anime should be releasing some time this year

(As of right now) The community is very nice

Child characters that aren't sexualized at all (it's sad that this is a notable thing)

GAY WITCH DADS Two best friends that live together and take care of/teach 4 young girls together

I need more orufrey content and am trying to recruit people to the cult

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I'm freaked out, like FREAKED, imagine Rogue having a s/o from Fairy Tail but he's so aware of her need to do full on intimacy into marriage so he is in heat but it's just filthy oral throating and buckets are in her mouth, tears, like he's aware of her because he called her, I say he has a good amount of brains in his head even if he's freaked out, so she's taking pale dick in her throat from a hot emo guy who happens to have dragon stamina and instincts to breed up her throat.

Time of Need - a drabble

❤︎ tags and content: Oral Sex, Deepthroating, Heat Cycles, Dragon Instincts, Non-Penetrative Sex, Emotional Smut, Intensity with Consent, Fairy Tail x Sabertooth Crossover, Rogue Cheney Needs Therapy (but also head) ❤︎ author note: here you go anon <3 Hope you enjoy!

🔞NSFW content - Minors DNI 🔞 Dividers: @/omi.resources ©2025 moongirlcleo do not repost, copy, translate, or modify

You sensed it before you heard it. The atmosphere shifted with a pressure that pressed down against your skin, as if the very air had begun to pulse with invisible weight, trembling at the edge of something primal and half-restrained. It wasn’t magic—at least not the kind you could name or fight. It was instinct wrapped in want, and when the knock came at your door, soft but urgent, you already knew who it would be.

When you opened it, Rogue stood beneath the flickering corridor light with sweat shining on his brow and his breathing shallow. His skin looked fevered, flushed along his cheekbones and down his throat, and his pupils were wide, nearly eclipsing the soft green of his irises. Shadows coiled behind him like they were anxious, like they wanted to slip past your threshold and fill the room with him.

“I’m sorry,” he said, and it was quiet, hoarse, as though his voice had already been used up fighting this. “I tried to meditate, I tried cold showers, I even slept in the training room, but I can’t—” He cut himself off with a hiss, squeezing his eyes shut. “I can’t think. Except about you.”

You stood there in silence for a moment, your pulse thudding hard in your neck. You’d always known this would come, had prepared for the moment in theory, had promised him you wouldn’t abandon him when instinct came calling. But theory and reality were never quite the same, not when you were looking at the man you loved and seeing how close he was to breaking.

Still, you stepped aside and let him in.

Rogue walked like he was fighting his own body, every movement sharp and deliberate, as though each step away from you took conscious effort not to collapse. He kept his hands at his sides. He didn’t reach for you. Not even when he was trembling with restraint.

“I won’t take anything you don’t offer,” he said. “You said no sex before marriage and I respect that. Even now. Even like this.”

And gods, that only made it worse, didn’t it? Because he meant it. Because his voice cracked on the word respect and his control wasn’t perfect, but it was intact—and still, he was shaking with it.

You swallowed hard and sat down slowly on the edge of your bed. Your fingers curled around the edge of the mattress. Your thighs squeezed together with the heat of your own arousal, guilt and love and aching all tangled together like vines with thorns. You looked at him, really looked, and saw the way he held himself so tightly, like he was afraid he’d shatter if you touched him.

So you gave him what you could.

You rose, stepped forward, and lowered yourself to your knees in front of him without ceremony. You heard the sound he made—it wasn’t quite a whimper, more of a choked-off growl that broke into a moan as you reached for the clasp of his belt. Your eyes didn’t leave his face. You wanted him to see that you were present, that this was not a compromise of your values but a gift freely given because you loved him, because he was trying, because this was how you could help him without crossing the line you’d both agreed on.

His cock was already hard and heavy when you freed it, flushed to the tip, twitching in the cool air, and when you wrapped your fingers around him, he groaned like it hurt, like even that light contact was almost too much. You stroked him slowly at first, letting the heat of his arousal pulse against your palm, watching the way his muscles flexed and his eyes fluttered.

Then, without warning, you leaned forward and pressed your lips to the head of his cock, letting the warmth of your mouth envelop him just enough to make him sway.

“Fuck,” he whispered. “Please—just a little more. I can’t… I need-”

You didn’t answer. You just opened wider, breathing slow and steady through your nose as you took him deeper, inch by inch, until your lips brushed your hand and your throat began to stretch to accommodate the fullness. He was long and thick, pale and impossibly hot, the veins along the shaft pulsing against your tongue as you swallowed him down.

And when you finally took him all the way in, when your nose pressed against the base and your throat fluttered around him in instinctive resistance, he lost whatever remained of his control.

Rogue’s hips jerked, just once, and then he steadied himself with both hands braced against the wall behind you, shoulders hunched, jaw clenched so tight you could see the tendons twitching beneath his skin. His breath came in ragged gasps, each one tighter than the last, and his voice dropped into something guttural as he murmured your name.

“Gods, you’re perfect. Y-your mouth, the way you take me—fuck, I’m trying to hold back—I’m trying so hard—”

You looked up through tears that had already started to gather in your lashes, eyes glassy and throat aching and slick, and when he saw the devotion there, the offering in it, something inside him cracked. You felt it in the way he began to move, shallow thrusts, controlled but needy, chasing that peak with trembling thighs and a low, animal sound caught in his chest.

He came with a growl that almost sounded like a sob, and the first spurt hit the back of your throat so hard you nearly choked on it. There was so much—so much—and it kept coming, wave after wave, hot and thick and overwhelming, until your jaw trembled and your lungs burned and your hands dug into his thighs just to ground yourself in the sensation of it.

You swallowed what you could. The rest coated your tongue, your lips, your chin, dripping in strands down your throat, and when he finally pulled back, gasping, you were left there panting and shaking, tears trailing slowly down your cheeks, mouth still open in stunned silence.

Rogue dropped to his knees in front of you a heartbeat later and gathered you into his arms, his body still hot and humming but his touch achingly gentle.

“Thank you,” he whispered into your hair, voice raw. “I would’ve lost myself without you.”

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Starry Night ✨

This illustration was NOT SCHEDULED at all, I just wanted to imitate Van Gogh's style… And I failed miserably, so I just colored it with my usual style in the end haha

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maomao is my favorite "not like other girls" style protagonist bc for one shes a girls girl through and through. to the bone. and two she's just a weird little freak. absolute lunatic. they have the whole "omg she's actually beautiful and everyone falls for her when she's all made up" trope but the punchline is that she does not fucking want to look like that. she actively puts dirt on her face every day bc she does not want to be perceived as attractive (mostly out of fear of being used for sex work though at the same time she has the utmost respect for women who do sex work like she grew up in a brothel those are her sisters). she's Sherlock level smart and solves every mystery so fast but goes "well thats none of my business. anyway back to testing poisons on myself" she has the 2nd most powerful guy in the nation head over heels in love with her and is like "man this guy is weird around me what's his deal. I guess he's fine though because he gives me rare medicines and has no dick" fucking ICON i love her. also she once slapped someone so hard they fell on the floor. 10/10

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Such a dignified gentleman

utahraptor, for a friend

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