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something something the spectrum of clark's attraction to freaky businessmen/criminals can be summarized with a spectrum of d*vid spader thru the years something something

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hi. fuck ice. here is how you can help families affected by unlawful deportation

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shhh im still not Here but happy pride, etc etc.

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i slide back on here long enough to say like........ y'all should just plagiarize that HP wench if you want to hang onto it all so badly. like anti-jkr on your blog isn't enough to pass my litmus test nowadays and her writing and characters were never good anyway let's be sooooo for real. just change names. change the story around. take the characters if you want to write them so badly and rebuild them from the bones up and get rid of any of her branding. if 50 shades can start as a twilight smut fic and get published and turned into a hollywood film i promise you that you can be a lil bit creative and just steal and rebrand that transphobe's half-baked characters lmao.

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i give you all pats. going through a EHHHH period on clark and mostly been on my other oc. if you need me, y'all either got my discord or you can IM me <333

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exploring the tags on my other, newer blog is so dangerous because my block and filter list is not nearly as detailed as it is here kjfbgfdg.

went into 'open rp' and got hit with a giant image of an anime lady with her booty chicks out with the op calling for breeding rp threads like Oh! I think that's enough of the tags tonight!

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src / x

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how do you long?

writing love poems-—

the same desire, spelled out in different words, over and over again.

TAGGED BY: @bloodebayou

TAGGING: @echolaliia (for peter), @monenblogi, @fifthdimensicn (for whoeva), @houndofgod, @godstrayed, && anyone else that wants to.

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Send “♫” and I'll put my playlist on shuffle and make a starter based off of the song that plays.

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it's not blog canon obviously and I don't think on it too much cuz it was with an ex's character i had a falling out with but.....

clark is so flexible with dynamics because when i tell you he had a husband to ex husband that would try and kill him on and off. when i tell you clark is Amy D*nne coded and this mfer was deeply Pearl coded and it was hell on earth for all involved....................

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“I don’t know how and I don’t know why but he took my brother away from me, and if I ever see him again? I’m going to kill him.” — Salem

It was always such a strange situation to be in. To know that something required a certain level of delicateness and tact and yet not knowing if you possessed it.

Clark was quiet for some time as he mulled over just what to say. His hands cupped his warm mug as he they stood leaned back against. opposite kitchen counters.

❝ I didn't know you had a brother. ❞

It was a blunt observation, a simple fact. He had vaguely dived for information about Salem-—why wouldn't he? It was just in his nature to need to know things. But, he hadn't deeply done so out of respect and fondness for her. A younger sister, a daughter he had never had and never could have...whatever the case, he was fond of her and that fondness afforded certain luxuries and graces most did not have access to.

❝ Would you like to see him again? The man who took your brother away? I could arrange it if you supply me with some minor information. ❞ he could land the blow himself. Killing was easy, especially when it was someone that had caused insult or harm to someone in his circle. But this was not an instance of Clark casually getting rid of a nuisance, this was Clark being kind and considerate in his own strange and morbid way.

What was more intimate and an act of care than for a problem-solver and a control freak relinquishing that control to another? To simply be the one to supply the resources and means without actually being the one to solve the problem?

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Grazing a thumb over their pulse point. — Peter

Clark's head tilted without much thought to accommodate the touch and without halting the scribbling he was committing into a notebook spread there over the kitchen counter. The thumb along his pulse point was enough to tickle but he was no stranger to pushing through distractions to finish a task at hand.

Whatever batch of sentences he'd been scrawling came to a close as he finished up and politely set his pen down. Though he did not turn, he still acknowledge the werewolf with a quiet hum from the back of his throat. ❝ You're up early. I was about to start breakfast-—❞

His gaze flicked to the wall clock within his line of sigh and his eyes narrowed just slightly.

❝ Ah. You aren't up early. I've simply lost track of time again. ❞

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bingo cards on the dash again. i open photoshop with a quiet nod

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independent, selective multimuse including several muses from Supernatural (kr.ipke era, S1-S5 based only) and including various other muses from assorted fandoms. para & multipara preferred. crossover & oc friendly + triggering content present and tagged. written by marker (over 25, they/she)

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I'm not your friend or anything, DAMN. You think that you're the man. I think, therefore I AM.

-— [ INFO ] [ PINNED POST ]

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Pressing their lips softly to the back of their hand. — Eric N.

It was hard to remain moody in the face of such a show of chivalry. Maybe Eric knew that, the bastard.

Clark slid a sideways glance for the vampire, hand lifted and within the vampire's grasp as cool lips press flush again the back of it.

❝ I'm still cross with you. No showy gesture is going to change that. ❞ as if it hadn't already tempered his agitation to a dull and weak annoyance.