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As part of her social media detox this girl on YouTube made herself do one hour of understimulating tasks every day and she just counted rice for 60 minutes straight because its no different from doomscrolling in terms of wasted time

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Some of you might think im just a sex obsessed freak. Well i am. Youre following a pervert. Have a nice day.

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no nuance pick 1. use whatever metric feels right 2 you

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I think a lot of people are forgetting that on tumblr fandom used to be practiced very differently. now everyone fucks off to their discords or tumblr groups to discuss everything with a select few, making tags be nearly only used for posting some finished fanworks or not at all

a decade ago people didn't have tumblr groups. people didn't even have dms. if you wanted to talk to anyone about anything you had to make a post, or send an ask (which more often than not would get published and thereby become a post in the end too)

so next time you think "I have a fandom thought but I have to find a small group of hyperspecifically like-minded people to share it with in private" remember all the freaks you could be missing out on meeting by keeping the tags dead. use tags, make friends. fuck discord.

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Got a headache and am overstimulated constantly but otherwise im okayish

HOW ARE YOU THOUGH?

Pony

no....

[nurses you to health]

i'm... okay LMFAOOO... trying to focus on art right now but idk why its so much more mystifying than writing man . i can force myself to write but i cant force myself to draw

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Eats you

Pony

omg

[is eaten]

how are you :3

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i guess i found a subsect of blogs in the ~tumblr fanfic verse~ where all they do is complain about tumblr fanfic verse's tropes and cliches

and i fear i love it

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JUJUTSU KAISEN

these are all romantic unless otherwise specified

` = non-fics. imagine/drabbles/headcanons/asks

geto suguru

TBD!

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I’d like to know who the hell came up with the idea of writing Chrollo as a kidnapper, because now 99% of his stories are like that, and, honestly, I’m sick of it. It seems like you have no creativity at all. I wouldn’t say anything if it were just a few, because that kind of thing exists in every fandom, but seriously, all of them? Come on. It’s truly a shame that such an interesting character like him is reduced to just that.

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kinda wild that i, of all people am saying this, but i need more non-yandere chrollo fanfic

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Do me a favour and reblog this with a show you like that was cancelled after only one season. I don't mean shows that were always meant to be miniseries or shows that work perfectly well as a standalone story, or shows that might still get renewed. I mean shows that are and will forever remain unfinished. The more obscure the better.

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Hello, I hope this message finds you. I just wanted to let you know that the situation in Gaza is extremely dire, and children there are starving. Any donation—even 10 euros—could bring joy to my family's hearts and give us hope in these difficult circumstances. Just a little from you means life to us. 🙏💙

i just donated 10 euros... who wants to match me?? ^_^

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so… false pretenses part two? please please i do not want to pressure you but like- please let the world see the masterpiece-

dont worry it exists ckxbckdjxjxjs

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came across ur paris content in the wild and wow. stellar. exactly the type of character i have been praying for your mind is sooo huge. any chance of getting a bit more detail on that somno mention in the og profile? or ik breeding was played off in your lovely one-shot, but is paris interested? ty <3

ehehe thank you so much <3 paris came to me as a Vision... i knew i must be a Prophet!!!

Paris is 100% interested in breeding ... both in the kink sense and literal sense. His femininity is something he enjoys, genuinely, but he definitely gets turned on by the juxtaposition of 'looking submissive' and being in a dominant role. He's so pretty, so delicate-looking, and you still can't keep him from filling you with his cum? Tsk tsk. You must want it then - and who is he to deny you?

He loves to whisper in your ear about getting you pregnant, floating the idea of getting you off the pill, or psyching you out into thinking you missed a few days. A mating press is definitely on the bucket list for him.

If you meant in the literal sense, yeah, he would be open to children. His family background has him thinking about~ propagating~ a lineage~ He grew up in a no-nonsense household, barely allowed to enjoy himself if it wasn't related to school or skating. He'd love to dote on a little one... but if you were horribly opposed, he'd probably get over it!

honestly I totally forgot Paris was into somno because the post is so old but it's still on brand for him LOL

tw somno

your place or mine??????? :333 x

He stares unblinkingly at his screen, tapping his foot.

uhhh. mine's fine.

Paris's lips curl into a grin. He hoists onto his shoulder a hot pink weekender bag, In it lies a ludicrous amount of hair and skin product, makeup, nail polish, drinks, a variety of sleepwear, snacks, candy, and romcom DVDs.

He considered bringing the lightest dose of his mother's diazepam, but decided against it, mentally patting himself on the back for his restraint. He'd hate for you to feel out of sorts. After the lengthy, exhausting slumber party itinerary, pushing a drinking game onto you should be more than enough to ensure you have the heaviest sleep possible.

... Well, how else was Paris going to tide himself over in these early stages of your relationship?

You were reasonably wary of this 'new friend' suddenly inserting himself into every facet of your life. Very quickly Paris found he had three options: removing his presence entirely, risk scaring you off, or giving you some distance while ... making sure he has something to remember you by.

He chose the last. And so, the idea of a sleepover was born. An absolutely diabolical idea, if he must say so himself.

And as planned, later than evening, you are tuckered out after an aggressive night of throwing back shots. It was easy enough to switch out his with water, and watch you fumble for more vodka, incensed that Paris was handling his liquor so well.

Starting out, Paris is definitely too cautious to do anything too audacious. Just a dazed caress of your cheek as you sleep, or tracing the lines on your palms with a ghostly touch. Unlike him, who's in a coordinated blush-pink pajama set, you're in a baggy tee and sweatpants repurposed for bed. You're so cute. Even though you rejected all his sleepwear options - some of which were strategically risque - you still look like a dream.

Paris can't help giving you tiny butterfly kisses to the neck and collarbone, lapping at your skin. If only I could leave a hickey, he mulls, pulling away.

He tries to sit back and relax. Tries to sit and be content with just watching you breathe, chest rising and falling.

But the more the minutes pass, the more he needs. He's very quickly climbing over you again, tying his hair up so it doesn't tickle you.

It's at first very respectable. Groping only over the clothes. Nothing too hasty! No more than softly fondling your chest, teasing your nipples until they poke through the fabric. The pads of his fingers stroke over your nipples, in a circular motion that's nearly hypnotizing. When you stir and mumble, he freezes, heart pounding in his ears. You quickly quiet down, to his relief.

How much could he get away with? He has no plans to see you until the next week. He's going to have to do more than this. And so, he takes out his phone.

Pictures are great. Videos are better.

He records himself lifting your shirt up, revealing a pair of hardened nipples. Nerves betraying him, he trembles all the way down to mouth at them. He can feel an erection beginning to form as he suckles on your breasts. He's getting so ahead of himself.

He pulls your pajama pants down, slowly and gingerly. Depending on your choice of underwear, he'd either nod with approval at your taste, or quirk an amused eyebrow. It's too much to try and slide them down, no matter how much he's dying to - you might wake up. So he settles for rubbing your clit through your underwear, mesmerized when he sees the beginnings of wetness stain the fabric.

It's with a pout he realizes he can't do much more than this. So reluctantly, he slides your pants back up, wipes away any lingering saliva off your body, and uploads his videos to his personal cloud.

Once that's done, he sits back - hands fleeing to a nearing-painful erection, and eyes still trained on your slumbering body

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mmm random are you guys into any fashion subcultures ?

i was goth (trad + romantic goth) in 2020 ... by 2023-2024 i was kinda ... 'vaguely emo' and discovered metalcore ... i'm kinda devolving into just vaguely alt =^_^=

ive always admired and loved y2k + + jirai kei + gyaru but i just could never (maybe could take some parts of it but not all the way)

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hella accurate i fear kdhkghdsk

i resonate most with the 2015-2016 era bitch i lived that. (but i think 2023 looks coolest im trying to dress like that more)