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Reblog if you think asexuality is a legitimate sexuality.

I'm trying to prove something.

[idioticcrow]

Just hear me out, (if you write fem character(s) x fem reader) Arlecchino x Shenhe x reader temperature play.

Shenhe playing with your nipples while her hands are ice cold, and arle eating reader out while heating up her mouth (or the exact opposite)

And if I (s)creamed??? This is beautiful, ty.

FT. Shenhe, Arlecchino, AFAB!Reader

WARNINGS: Minors and ageless blogs dni. Sexually explicit content ahead. Temperature play, nipple play, oral sex (f!receiving). I’m sorry if this is bad— I haven’t written smut in SO LONG.

SHENHE

Her fingers slide gracefully across your chest. Each touch was calculated, each tap was thought out. Needless to say, she knew what she was doing. And you had no complaints.

“My love, I have an idea,” she whispered gently, her eyes meeting yours. You swallowed thickly. Were you scared? Only a little. Shenhe was prone to experimenting in the bedroom. Pleasuring was her specialty when it came to you. Though, surprisingly, she had yet to use her vision.

You had a strong feeling that’s where she as headed.

“What are you planning..?” You asked slowly, eyeing her with caution. It’s not that you didn’t trust her. On the contrary. You were excited.

“Hush now, my love, I promise that you will enjoy it,” she spoke softly as she adjusted herself. With a bit of patience, she moved behind you, her chest pressed against your bare back. You sat between her legs with her head nestled in the crook of your neck. Her delicate fingers slid across your chest once more, leaving an icy feeling in their wake. You shivered. A soft whine left your lips. The coldness of her fingertips had been a pleasure you hadn’t expected to enjoy so much.

She took your perky nipple in between her fingers and pinched it, evoking another, louder, whine from you. Her other hand trailed down your stomach just lightly enough to make the skin jump. You did your best to lean into her touch, but she only pushed you back. The cold, icy feeling returned, sending goosebumps across your skin. A cold finger dipped into your folds, and you jumped. A moan escaped you. Your head fell back against her, resting your head against hers.

Slowly, she slid her cold tongue across the skin of your neck. As she did that, she pushed two cold fingers into you, her other hand groping your breast with such care. You shivered and squirmed. In all reality, she hadn’t even done anything, but the cold intrusion was a welcomed sensation. Shenhe waited a moment before slowly pumping her fingers in and out. Such control of her vision required severe concentration, but you made it rather easy for her.

She picked up her pace and tugged harshly at your nipple. You jumped once again at the cold coming in contact with your skin. “Shh…” she consoled you as she moved her hand from one breast to the other. Out of curiosity, she tilted her head back, giving her more room to attack your neck. She bit into your flesh like it was her last meal, lapping at the mark softly with her freezing cold tongue. The intensity of the chill was stronger than before. Much stronger. Her fingers worked you open, sharp movements reaching right where you couldn’t. Your back arched. Oh you were so so close. Just a little more…

ARLECCHINO

The two of you sat in the library, each in your own respective chair. You didn’t mind, however, seeing as you simply just enjoyed being in the presence of your lover. Things had been going smooth enough, aside from the fact that you were horribly frustrated. No not that kind of frustration. You see, you craved release of the purest form.

Unfortunately, you wouldn’t be getting it soon with how long Arlecchino had her nails this time. It was to painfully tease you, of course, but you didn’t see it as fair. She had never been fair when it came to these things.

You closed your book gently and looked over at her, observing the way her eyes scanned over the words on the pages. Everything she did was smooth and calculated.

“What’s got you staring?” She asked without looking up from the book. You wanted to mock her, but knew better. She’d only prolong your suffering if you did.

“Nothing…” you trailed off and attempted to go back to your own book.

“Don’t lie, my dear. Lies make for cracks in any relationship,” she snapped the book shut and looked over at you. She smirked. “What is it that you want from me, hm? Do you want me to touch you?” She chuckled darkly. What was she planning? “Come now, how am I supposed to please you if you don’t tell me what you want?”

“I want…” Suddenly you felt nervous. What exactly did you want?

“Come sit on my face,” she beckoned you over with a singular finger. You froze and looked at her, your eyes widened slightly. “I don’t have all day, darling. Get over here.” Her sultry tone caused your face to flush. Quickly, you rose from your seat and shed your bottoms. The article was thrown carelessly across the room as you walked over to her seat.

You did your best to adjust yourself atop of her, slowly putting all of your weight onto her upper body. A sudden heat was pressed against your core, causing you to moan loudly. Your entire body convulsed at the feeling. Two incredibly warm hands groped your thighs as a warm tongue delved past your folds. You shuddered. The heat was causing your skin to flush, and you began to sweat as you hopelessly rode Arlecchino’s tongue. With each lap of the warm muscle you felt yourself growing closer to release. Oh how you needed this. You needed her.

A loud moan escaped you upon your release, followed by the sound of heavy panting. You looked down at your partner, who appeared to have no intention of stopping any time soon. The heat grew stronger and you arched your back in response. A breathy whine passed through your lips as you threw your head back.

What would you do without her?

[idioticcrow]

Actually, your deities do care about you. Even at the base level of a deity relationship, it still takes a lot of care for someone to help you grow as a person or improve your life. It takes an immense amount of care to listen to someone who cries for your help, to hear about their struggles, to reach out a compassionate hand. It takes a considerable amount of care to check in on someone often, sending little reminders of your presence throughout their day. It takes a noteworthy amount of care for someone to give when they do not receive, for them to extend their kindness even when they aren't getting something out of it. It takes a remarkable amount of care to express pride in how much someone has grown and celebrate even their littlest victories. It takes a massive amount of care to sit by someone's side as they cry and whisper words of comfort and encouragement that they may never actually hear. Supporting someone who may not even know that you're there - that takes a lot of fucking care.

So, yes, your deities do care about you. They do care, whether you're aware of it or not, and they will continue to care.

[idioticcrow]

VERIFIED #282 ON @/EL-SHAB-HUSSEIN'S FUNDRAISER SPREADSHEET

in the 6 days since i made my post for falastin, we've managed to raise around 600 dollars, which is good progress, but still so far from the goal needed to evacuate 24 members of falastin's family. we're starting to stagnate! this situation is urgent. nowhere in gaza is safe right now, and many members of falastin's family have already been martyred. they have been displaced more than 20 times! all falastin and i want is to give her family a chance to live a safe life in a safe place with no bombing and no death surrounding them.

PLEASE consider the exchange rate when donating. the fundraiser is in SEK, so make sure you convert the amount of USD you intend to donate before doing so!

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[idioticcrow]

Words cannot express how utterly disappointed I am when it comes to helping Sudan. People are hesitant to show their support. They would even dismiss it. No, I am not making this shit up. I have been talking to people about Sudan and their reaction is lacklustre!

I know anti-blackness plays a significant role, along with the lack of media coverage (which is, again, due to anti-blackness), but this is unacceptable. Many people are dying. The country going through a flooding. Homes are destroyed. Families are displaced. Famine is claiming more lives than the RSF (Rapid Support Forces) and SAF (Sudanese Armed Forces) combined.

They need our help!

There is one way you can show your support! Kindly have a look at this fundraiser. It belongs to Eman Abdelrahman (@emooz-8). She is a 25 year old Sudanese and she is raising funds to evacuate. She has been campaigning since January of this year, but she struggles to receive donations to this day! The last one was made 2 DAYS AGO!

Let's pick up the pace and aim for a doable goal once again - 30K in 3 days! As of writing this (Sept 9th), 29,517 CHF has been raised! There is only 483 CHF left to go! Please check your currency exchange. It is in Swiss Franc! ($10 USD = 8 CHF)

There is also a fundraiser for her extended family. Please keep in mind that it is in Singaporean Dollars, so double check with your currency exchange! ($10 USD = $13 SGD)

You can even match me! I've given 5 CHF and $5 SGD!

Verification (#213).

Thank you!

[idioticcrow]

I know many of you will most probably kill me if I say this, but I need to take it out: I honestly feel like Chris didn’t develop Murtagh and Nasuada the way he should have. I mean, their supposed relationship. It would be great if they were together in a near future, I’m not hating on the ship, but it felt as if out of absolutely nothing Christopher decided to put them together… Murtagh decides to convince Galbatorix to bring her to Uru'baen to save her from getting killed and they’ve only spoken once. It’s not like he was already in love with her. If it had been Eragon instead of Murtagh, he may have fallen in love more easily, but we’re talking about Murtagh. This young man has enormous trust issues and I highly doubt that just because he thinks Nasuada is fantastically fabulous he would fall for her. It would take him way more time to do that merely because of his upbringing and so forth. And then, when he takes her and Galbatorix forces him to torture her… Yes, they do get to talk and sort of befriend each other, but I don’t see how –also we have to understand they know each other very little from before their current situation– someone like Murtagh would go to the extreme of literally risking his life for someone he knows very little. I am the first one that wants Murtagh to be happy and I think Nasuada is perfect for him, but considering Murtagh's– and even Nasuada's– way of thinking… It feels like, in order for them to actually be in love with each other, they’d need to know each other way better… I don’t know….

[idioticcrow]

inheritance cycle modern au in which all of the dragons are horses which makes eragon the underdog horse girl, saphira the underdog girl horse and brom the disgruntled and disillusioned horse trainer who doesn’t believe in the validity of this sport until he sees the ✨bond✨ eragon has with his horse saphira who is still as blue as she is in canon (don’t ask that‘s just how it works, if you question this, i‘ll track your ip).

and galbatorix is the aggressively eastern european horse girl dad who had some sort of hip injury that brought his eventing career to an abrupt end and now he must vicariously live through his protégé, murtagh, lest he kills himself. and thorn is the very expensive horse galbatorix bought for wish fulfillment purposes and murtagh and thorn are so horribly traumatized by all the stress and pressure of defeating little kids at the pony finals that they ✨bond✨.

oromis and glaedr are their direct opponents and galbatorix nancy kerrigan‘s them (oromis dies like he does canonically because honestly, hunters be like that) so murtagh can get his ribbon. and then there‘s the big final competition and eragon, underdog wonder magic horse girl, goes toe to toe with murtagh, tortured champion to be, and they have this epic horse battle (an 80cm clear round but the atmosphere is very intense) and eragon loses. but then brom delivers this epic speech about idk man like success and passion and whatnot and then he dies which gives eragon the final push to defeat murtagh but OH NO, thorn is HURT from being OVERWORKED and murtagh has an epic horse peril breakdown and tearfully tells galbatorix he‘ll withdraw.

so galbatorix goes „fuck the kid“ and gets shruikan (the very bad very big black warmblood stallion that shows up in every horse girl movie) to best eragon HIMSELF (but not before locking nasuada, the animal rights activist that murtagh has struck up a tentative romance with, in a porta-potty). and then him and eragon compete and it‘s INTENSE (meanwhile, roran and katrina have a sub plot about capturing a flock of runaway ducks that is constantly being cut to during that climactic scene) and shit is looking DISMAL for poor eragon until a vision of brom and also his dead mother, because this is a proper horse girl movie and not some bibi und tina bullshit, and that gives him the strength to defeat galbatorix.

and then he wins and thorn doesn’t die and someone frees nasuada from the porta-potty and she gets to punch galbatorix in the face. and fírnen (who is a horse but also still green) emerges during the post credit scene and meets arya and sets up a cash grabby amazon prime spinoff series and roran and katrina successfully capture the ducks and everyone is happy and there is no more horse peril.

the whole thing takes place in exactly one horse show afternoon. it makes such perfect sense actually you can fit everyone in. nar garzvog‘s at the grill and makes hot dogs. islanzadi does nothing but drink cheap wine and bitch from the sidelines. angela mans the beverage stall and tells everyone who wants to listen (or doesn’t) that toads don’t exist. solembum is the raccoon on her shoulder who violates all fda guidelines by simply existing. orrin is nasuada‘s bitter ex boyfriend who pretended to be vegan for years so she‘d like him only to be dumped for murtagh and his emo swagger in a heartbeat. orik is a shetland pony.

[idioticcrow]

Just hear me out, (if you write fem character(s) x fem reader) Arlecchino x Shenhe x reader temperature play.

Shenhe playing with your nipples while her hands are ice cold, and arle eating reader out while heating up her mouth (or the exact opposite)

And if I (s)creamed??? This is beautiful, ty.

FT. Shenhe, Arlecchino, AFAB!Reader

WARNINGS: Minors and ageless blogs dni. Sexually explicit content ahead. Temperature play, nipple play, oral sex (f!receiving). I’m sorry if this is bad— I haven’t written smut in SO LONG.

SHENHE

Her fingers slide gracefully across your chest. Each touch was calculated, each tap was thought out. Needless to say, she knew what she was doing. And you had no complaints.

“My love, I have an idea,” she whispered gently, her eyes meeting yours. You swallowed thickly. Were you scared? Only a little. Shenhe was prone to experimenting in the bedroom. Pleasuring was her specialty when it came to you. Though, surprisingly, she had yet to use her vision.

You had a strong feeling that’s where she as headed.

“What are you planning..?” You asked slowly, eyeing her with caution. It’s not that you didn’t trust her. On the contrary. You were excited.

“Hush now, my love, I promise that you will enjoy it,” she spoke softly as she adjusted herself. With a bit of patience, she moved behind you, her chest pressed against your bare back. You sat between her legs with her head nestled in the crook of your neck. Her delicate fingers slid across your chest once more, leaving an icy feeling in their wake. You shivered. A soft whine left your lips. The coldness of her fingertips had been a pleasure you hadn’t expected to enjoy so much.

She took your perky nipple in between her fingers and pinched it, evoking another, louder, whine from you. Her other hand trailed down your stomach just lightly enough to make the skin jump. You did your best to lean into her touch, but she only pushed you back. The cold, icy feeling returned, sending goosebumps across your skin. A cold finger dipped into your folds, and you jumped. A moan escaped you. Your head fell back against her, resting your head against hers.

Slowly, she slid her cold tongue across the skin of your neck. As she did that, she pushed two cold fingers into you, her other hand groping your breast with such care. You shivered and squirmed. In all reality, she hadn’t even done anything, but the cold intrusion was a welcomed sensation. Shenhe waited a moment before slowly pumping her fingers in and out. Such control of her vision required severe concentration, but you made it rather easy for her.

She picked up her pace and tugged harshly at your nipple. You jumped once again at the cold coming in contact with your skin. “Shh…” she consoled you as she moved her hand from one breast to the other. Out of curiosity, she tilted her head back, giving her more room to attack your neck. She bit into your flesh like it was her last meal, lapping at the mark softly with her freezing cold tongue. The intensity of the chill was stronger than before. Much stronger. Her fingers worked you open, sharp movements reaching right where you couldn’t. Your back arched. Oh you were so so close. Just a little more…

ARLECCHINO

The two of you sat in the library, each in your own respective chair. You didn’t mind, however, seeing as you simply just enjoyed being in the presence of your lover. Things had been going smooth enough, aside from the fact that you were horribly frustrated. No not that kind of frustration. You see, you craved release of the purest form.

Unfortunately, you wouldn’t be getting it soon with how long Arlecchino had her nails this time. It was to painfully tease you, of course, but you didn’t see it as fair. She had never been fair when it came to these things.

You closed your book gently and looked over at her, observing the way her eyes scanned over the words on the pages. Everything she did was smooth and calculated.

“What’s got you staring?” She asked without looking up from the book. You wanted to mock her, but knew better. She’d only prolong your suffering if you did.

“Nothing…” you trailed off and attempted to go back to your own book.

“Don’t lie, my dear. Lies make for cracks in any relationship,” she snapped the book shut and looked over at you. She smirked. “What is it that you want from me, hm? Do you want me to touch you?” She chuckled darkly. What was she planning? “Come now, how am I supposed to please you if you don’t tell me what you want?”

“I want…” Suddenly you felt nervous. What exactly did you want?

“Come sit on my face,” she beckoned you over with a singular finger. You froze and looked at her, your eyes widened slightly. “I don’t have all day, darling. Get over here.” Her sultry tone caused your face to flush. Quickly, you rose from your seat and shed your bottoms. The article was thrown carelessly across the room as you walked over to her seat.

You did your best to adjust yourself atop of her, slowly putting all of your weight onto her upper body. A sudden heat was pressed against your core, causing you to moan loudly. Your entire body convulsed at the feeling. Two incredibly warm hands groped your thighs as a warm tongue delved past your folds. You shuddered. The heat was causing your skin to flush, and you began to sweat as you hopelessly rode Arlecchino’s tongue. With each lap of the warm muscle you felt yourself growing closer to release. Oh how you needed this. You needed her.

A loud moan escaped you upon your release, followed by the sound of heavy panting. You looked down at your partner, who appeared to have no intention of stopping any time soon. The heat grew stronger and you arched your back in response. A breathy whine passed through your lips as you threw your head back.

What would you do without her?

[idioticcrow]

How to Discern Sign from Coincidence

I've noticed that in both on and offline witchy and pagan communities a lot of people's first question relating to deity work and communication is "how do I tell if something is a sign" so I wanted to share my perspective and how I vet something as being a sign or message from my deity or not. This is a pretty simplified 'checklist', but it's important to note that signs are not my main form of communication with my deity which is why I'm quite 'conservative' in identification of them!

How many times? Once is happenstance, twice is coincidence but three times may be a sign. This is a general rule I use for signs like angel numbers, specific animals or imagery or something similiar. Though it doesn't always apply - for example, if I see five crows on a nearby roof I don't see it as a sign because that is a very common sight where I live. But if I see three deer near my house in one day, that IS pretty mystical.

How unusual is it? If something 'makes sense' or can be easily explained by mundane reasons it is less likely to be a sign, and this can work in "levels". E.g. if I see a spider in the corner of my room, that's pretty unlikely to be a sign because that's just what spiders do. A spider running across a specific chapter in my book or tarot guide is still explainable but I'd probably check if it was meant to be a sign. And a sparrowhawk landing on my windowsill would almost definitely be a sign because they rarely come into the area where I live.

How does it make me feel? Sometimes I get a gut feeling that something is a sign or a message, even if it isn't unusual or has only happened once. This can easily be mistaken for 'wanting' something to be a sign so still vet and double check but the differentation does with time, experience and a growing relationship with a deity. Often, signs are clear that they are signs, because you're deity wants you to see them and so your intuition often drags your attention to the, and tells you that they're special somehow.

How do I confirm? I almost always vet signs and messages, typically it's just a quick tarot reading to confirm that something was a sign and what it might mean or represent. Often I'll also meditate or consider the sign to see what feelings or knowledge it inspires in me as well. Sometimes I don't need confirmation, I just know. But that has come with time and I would always check early in my relationship to my Mother Nature.

Important notes If something is just coincidence, that's okay, and it's still cool! So what if that crow wasn't a sign from a deity, you still got to see a crow! And so what if that fortune cookie message wasn't actually a message from your spirit guides, it can still be an inspiring and needed message! There is magic in the mundane and that's wonderful.

If you're new to paganism or witchcraft and want to work with a deity I will warn you to be wary and do a lot of research. Don't just assume: "I saw crows the other day, Odin must be reaching out to me." or "I found a bunch of rose petals on the floor so it must be aphrodite." Signs can mean a great number of things and if you truly believe it is a deity, vet and research source materials for that deity and pantheon. Ask for confirmation and take things slowly, it is very easy to trick yourself into seeing something you want to see.

Signs vary between practitioners and it's important to understand and respect that. What might mean one thing to you, means something entirely different to someone else - even if you're devoted to the same deity. While I always recommend checking original religious sources (if possible) for traditional omens and meanings, they will probably be quite unique to you!!

Tell me about some signs you've recieved from your deity or spirit guides (or whoever)! Mine tend to be animals or plants, which is definitely on brand!

[idioticcrow]

I hate it when you’re reading smut and you can’t figure out what position they’re in.

[idioticcrow]

This campaign defies censorship in social media to raise awareness for early detection of breast cancer

[idioticcrow]

The Boys are back so a reminder

The actor playing Frenchie - Tomer Capone, was not only an IDF soldier but a squad leader.

With his brigade taking part in The Second Lebanon War that killed over a thousand civilians and left 900 000 people displaced.

And he obviously is in favor of Genocide Joe for sending funds to Isn'treal to continue to colonize Palestine.

Free Palestine 🍉🍉🍉

[idioticcrow]

ppl who celebrate fictional character birthdays are annoying pass it on

[idioticcrow]

“Stop exploring the ocean!” = ❌🚫❎👎

“Stop letting rich people explore it for their own vanity and instead fund scientists who know what they’re doing down there, are exploring it for the actual betterment of humanity and their understanding of the world we live in, and won’t go down there in subs that havn’t been peer-reviewed to hell and back” = 🤘💙🆗✔️

[idioticcrow]

Reblog if you’d be okay if your friend came out as transgender

let’s see how many transphobics we can weed out

[idioticcrow]

PALESTINIAN FUNDS CLOSE TO THEIR GOAL #2

Help Abdallah and his family evacuate Gaza - £15,698 / 17,000

Help feed Mohammed Alafranji and his family - €1,440 / 10,000

A father's appeal for his children's peace - $20,075 / 25,000

Please help Salwa Al-Shandagha's family survive the war - €6,155 / 10,000

Help Leena and her Family to evacuate from Gaza ASAP - €6,940 / 15,000

[idioticcrow]

Matthias Helvar Recommendations

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Challenge - Part 2: Sooner

Three Weeks*

Lavender Haze .

Rooftops .

Drowning In Sorrow .

By Your Side .