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The brain worms are a wriggling and they want a short smutty piece with Honey pegging the fuck out of Soap
After the shit Activision put him through, he deserves to be fucked by the fat girl of his dreams okay
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ivymarquis ¡ 2 days
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Catch me on Ao3 promoting unsafe sex, huge age gaps, adultery, and blasphemy.
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Has your #1 comfort character committed a crime?
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Ivy bitches about petty stuff under the cut
Sometimes I think I wanna date men and then something innocuous happens even in the most platonic fashion and I remember that I am so insanely temperamental and have no threshold for any sort of shenanigans of any kind from men.
Anyway despite living near the 9th fucking largest city in the US, I have had a hell of a time finding someone who is confident about putting designs in undercuts. He was 30 minutes away but now he’s 45 because he left his shop and moved.
Which like. Good for him and he did great work he thinks he’s funny he told me I can either drive to him or I can drive to Oak Cliff like sir 🙄🙄 but I don’t wanna drive 1 1/2hr round trip. So there’s a shop in the next town over and I was already going to a store in the shopping center so I pop by to duck my head in and idk if the dude was the owner or the manager but the whole interaction irritated the fuck out of me.
Like, fair question to ask if I had an appointment (I did not), and then instead of being like “we don’t have any openings today (I did not expect them to)” he’s talking to me from halfway across the store “So did you just want to say hi or…?”
Like motherfucker can you please take 4 fucking seconds to walk across your shop and talk to me like an adult who wants me to spend my fucking money here.
NEway my threshhold for men who think they’re funny is nonexistent but eventually managed to get him to stop being cutesie and answer the damn question of if anyone here can put a design in an undercut but Im so fucking thoroughly annoyed Im debating between texting the number they gave me of the guy who wasn’t in but allegedly can, or continuing to make a 1 1/2hr trip for my hair, or continuing on my quest for someone closer who can do it (daunting) whose shop isn’t ran by a wiseass with no fucking customer service skills.
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ivymarquis ¡ 4 days
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Decided to download fallout shelter and do a new play file
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Immediately sent mr Gerald out into the wasteland to help fend for his people whilst they started things up in the vault itself.
He was sent out with nothing but his suit and fists. His chances of survival were not considerably high. However he is his people’s only hope to find resources and weapons at this time.
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However once items were acquired he was called back, having survived that long in the wasteland. He was sent back out equipped with a spiffy suit and a rifle. It appears he had learned the wasteland suited him more than the life of the vault.
He will gladly provide for his people but appreciates the distance the wasteland provides. We hope that he one day returns home.
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ivymarquis ¡ 6 days
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hey if we’re mutuals you can literally interact w me whenever. send me whatever u want i will probably be very excited
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credit to @abyssal-gaze for original idea
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God I wish I was in a position to be brave enough for that if they were being fr LMAO
If I had a nickel for every time a sapphic german lady half joked about flying me to germany to live my little sapphic spoiled housewife dreams, Id have two nickels.
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ivymarquis ¡ 6 days
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If I had a nickel for every time a sapphic german lady half joked about flying me to germany to live my little sapphic spoiled housewife dreams, Id have two nickels.
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writing is the worst hobby bc there's no way to be normal about it
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ivymarquis ¡ 7 days
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Yall are FOUL with some of your usernames ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️
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ivymarquis ¡ 9 days
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Me, the writer, putting in a tiny detail that isn't super plot significant but adds depth to the story: I doubt anyone will pick up on this, but that's fine. At least I will know.
Reader: hey, I noticed this thing you did
Me: へ(◎_◎)へ (♡ヮ♡) ( T▽T )
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I have a select handful of tumblr mutuals that I'm always like chill-ly trying to impress. if I post something like "I bet she'll love this post" and she don't interact with it I'll be like "I'm not good enough. gotta get better"
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john price and clicker training
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with more and more sites & hosting services banning nsfw content, being some sort of pervert becomes a moral imperative
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15 Lines
Tagged by @direwombat , @nightbloodbix , & @voidika 💕
So I chose Cappie De La Costa, and most if not all the lines I chose happen when she's chatting with Eli Palmer 🙃 because you can pry them from my cold dead hands
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1. "John Seed is a fucking loser." 2. "I don't know what I want," she admitted. "I want to scream, but then cry, then laugh at how shitty everything is. And fuck, it's like Russian roulette in my head, you know? I just can't settle and when I want to do something with it, I fire off at someone I care about." 3. "And so, I'm sorta done with trusting promises, and this idea that everyone is doing their best because the only person who has stuck around for me is being tortured, and you're telling me to cut some slack for someone who may kill the only person I have, Eli." 4. "I wish I saw the world like you. Sounds nice. But I'll pretend that the world is like that because I like you in mine." 5. "I hate it when you fucking talk like that," she growled, her voice shaking. "Like, like, like you're the worst person on earth, like how you are the lucky one here, like you are some horrible person that owes me. Eli, I'm not freaking out because having a baby with you would be bad, just fucking scary because we are in a war, and I can't even take care of undomesticated raccoons or, or myself! Eli, I would be relieved if I was knocked up with you because, like the whole fucking County knows, my track record for partners has been hilariously bad, like cult bad! And not just one, but two. Twice, Eli. But that, that's not the point: I just hate it when you talk so mean about you because you're the best thing that's happened to me in this place." 6. "Look, I'm just being consistent with my inconsistency," she countered. "We both know that my chaotic disposition is what drew you in. Like a goody goody moth–because you can be one, don't give me that look–to a badass bitch flame, my guy. I can't resist you either, you sexy motherfucker, but I got your number, too." 7. "That's close enough, Deputy." 8. “I dunno, man. Could ask you the same thing. Maybe there’s some math in the Universe that says our sad parts cancel each other out." 9. "Jacob can shut the fuck up. He's just got a sopping wound for a personality." 10. “You were just being polite, I know, because it was just for a moment, then you looked away and left. But I don’t know. I never thought about it until we met again on the side of the road, because later on I would realize that I saw you that day. And I can’t help but think that the Universe was teasin’ me. That it was giving me a sneak peek at what was to come, that even with all the shit that would follow, with Jacob, with John, with the Collapse, that I had somethin’ to look forward to, that out of all that mess, I would find you there. That I wouldn’t be so alone anymore” 11. "Wanna bet?" 12. "Oh. I guess," she mumbled. "But like, a sandwich could be an innuendo. You know, for like, getting dicked down. You know. If you want." 13. "Oh, how'd I get so damn lucky? How do I want you? Any way. I just want you. All of it." 14. "You don't. I don't think I do either. I was just trying to figure out what you are because 'husband' isn't enough, and 'lover' is insulting in the face of how you make me feel. I don't trust in much of anything, but you, Eli, made a believer of me." 15. "I love you. A whole lot. You make my home in every room you stand in, Eli."
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ivymarquis ¡ 10 days
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15 lines of dialogue
tagged by @corvosattano, @voidika, and @aceghosts to do this fun little character study!
Rules: Share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an OC, ideally lines that capture the character/personality/vibe of the OC. Bonus points for just using the dialogue without other details about the scene, but you're free to include those as well!
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“Shit,” she hisses [sighs/groans/growls/breathes/etc.]
 “I’m gonna need a gun.”
“I’ll do what needs to be done,” she says. “Just tell me where to start.”
“Just doin’ my job,” Sybille shrugs. “Protect ‘n serve ‘n shit.”
“I’d say I ain’t an optimist.”
 “I always look pale,” she grits. Then she shoves away from the bar. “I need to take a piss.”
“Yeah, you know what’s gonna be painful?” she asks. “My boot up your ass.”
“An animal?” Her brows shoot up in surprise. “You tellin’ me an animal burst through a barricaded door, mauled and beheaded Mr. Wolanski and — what? — decided to do some redecoratin’?” 
“Savin’ my — savin’ my life? Sir, I nearly shot you! ” She scoffs and shakes her head. “Comin’ at an officer of the law with your gun raised like that, the hell were you thinkin’?”
“Your generosity would make Jesus weep,” she hums mockingly. 
And then, as if she reads his mind, she looks up at him and rasps, “I ain’t licking that clean.”
“What I — What I want?” she stammers. “You know damn well this ain’t about what I want.” 
“Take care of your woman,” she drawls, allowing the thick, honey-sweet tone of her southern accent drip off her words, just how he likes. 
 “I ain’t poisonin’ you, if that’s what you’re worryin’ about. You know I’d stab you in your front.”
 “Morality ain’t a luxury a soldier can afford, Pastor,” … “It’s just…,” she continues after a moment, “When you start thinkin’ ‘bout what’s right and wrong,  y’start askin’ questions. For most people, that ain’t a bad thing.  But for a soldier? It’s a distraction. We ain’t meant to think. Other people do that for us. Our job is to fall in line and follow orders. You question your CO, you get written up for insubordination. The military ain’t a place for free thinkers. Cuz once a soldier starts thinkin’ ‘bout morality, then they ain’t a soldier, no more.”
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