#Blurred talks

[blurred-pride]

Halloween Coining Event!!

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We wanted to do a coining Event related to halloween, since it’s october, and halloween is a favorite holiday of ours, so here!! The things you coin can be genders, orientations, vesilities, viors, alterhuman identities, aldernic identities, anything you wish to coin!! Anyone can Participate!! 

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[- The prompts -]

[- The prompts -] 

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 -1- halloween decorations 

 -2- skeletons 

 -3- costumes 

 -4- halloween masks 

 -5- candy and other sweets 

 -6- halloween animals 

 -7- creepy crawlies 

 -8- crows/ravens 

 -9- ghosts 

 -10- the cute aspect of halloween 

 -11- the scary aspect of halloween 

 -12- halloween movies 

- 13- favorite monsters or cryptids 

 -14- spoopy music 

 -15- free space for coining!! - 

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 Please tag us for whatever you coin, we’d love to see it!! (our url is @blurred-pride !!)

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Tagging List, ask to be added or removed!!: @epikulupu @queermogaigremlin @mogai-infirmary 

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[slfcare]

be critical of yourself in a way that lifts you up, which means: catch yourself when you're thinking mean things about yourself / correct yourself when you're imagining what negative opinions others might have about you / encourage yourself to do better next time in a gentler and more optimistic way / never strive for more without acknowledging how far you have already come. it's okay to be nice to yourself.

[theredbros]

✨️THEY ARE SO BACK✨️

[threadneedle]

Damon and I went for a walk one evening before a show in Japan and I recall this as being the time when I realised I was in the presence of the most determined, dedicated and thoroughly decent musician I had ever met. I really wanted to capture the innocence and youth of someone constantly surrounded by adulation, endless demands, responsibilities and expectations to constantly perform. Seeing this photo again bought it all back. Nice. -Paul Postle 📷

[peppermintquartz]

Tommy Kinard has hobbies that require intense study and dedicated practice. That man gives 100% into what he likes. He likes machinery - he has a car lift! He likes Muay Thai - he has a sparring ring!

And now he's turned that intensity, focus and dedication to loving Evan Buckley. Who from the show is basically the guy who goes to 120% when he gives his heart.

And you want me to be normal about them??

[knifearo]

i hate the concept of platonic and romantic as a binary i hate the concept of platonic and romantic as a sliding scale of "less" to "more" i hate the concept of platonic and romantic as the only two options i hate the concept of platonic and romantic as significantly different things i hate the concept of platonic and romantic as all encompassing i hate the concept of platonic and romantic as the two halves of a shallow concept of love that doesn't actually encompass anything at all i think we need to overhaul every popular conception about "types" of love so we can talk about things that are real and true for once

[stargirl230]

Listening to Ado sing is a religious experience

Also happy pride! Snuck some bi flag colors in here for the occasion 🌈

(no reposts; reblogs appreciated)

[woosansang]

seonghwa vs wooyoung ♡ ult bias collaboration with @hwanswerland​ ↳ day 6 :: woohwa moment

[orpheuslament]

i need something beautiful & meaningful to happen or i will kill myself

[kedreeva]

I saw this and of course my first thought was of you! I had never seen one of these before, but it's so pretty!

literally nothing could have prepared me for the text accompanying this screencap.

[housecow]

omg share the 10K Calories menu

okay so. chick fil a (i’m sorry loll) meal of 2 sandwiches, large fries and soda, 20 nugs total, mac n cheese, chocolate shake, cherry berry frosted lemonade (i’d kill for that thing. so good)

crumbl cookie—mayyy have gotten the 12 pack. i made it through 6 at least even tho it killed me a little

a loaf of ciabatta bread with king oscar’s kippers (delicious), some tuna, some sardines, garden tomatoes and onions!! with half a tub of cream cheese lmfao

many miscellaneous snacks. chips and stuff… chocolate… i’ve forgotten it all honestly

3 pints of bluebell—2 vanilla and 1 chocolate, i drink them bc im not a fan of eating ice cream normally haha

[blurred-pride]

requests will be answered but it may take a while. I'm not used to fronting for more than a few days, some stuff has happened, and I'm not in a great place mentally, so I'm unable to prioritize things other than my well-being at the moment. I am safe, and I have seen the requests, and I will get to them as I am able. /info /gen

-dee (they/them)

[exocynraku]

oh how desperately i want the motivation to make a full warrior cats rewrite

[theredbros]

🌻 The Super Mario Wonder Experience 🌻

[jadewritesficshere]

Pretty

Eddie Munson x reader

Contains: no plot just filth, sub!Eddie Munson, bound hands, edging, slight overstim, cumplay, ass play, aftercare, pet names (Eddie is called Baby), no gender descriptors for reader (your thighs are mentioned but not size or shape just that Eddie finds them beautiful)

This is unedited I wrote this in a blur idk how many words maybe 1k ill add that at a later time

18+ only!

"You look so pretty like this."

Eddie shudders as he feels your breath against the back of his neck. He looks ahead into the mirror, pupils blown wide at the scene before him.

You sit behind Eddie. A saccharine grin on your face. His back is flush with your front, he can feel every inhale and exhale you take. Your beautiful thighs he wants to bite are on either side of his. Your ankles are locked around his, holding him in place. Eddie's hands are bound with his belt, resting on your thigh.

Eddie's shirt is pushed up, belly button piercing glinting in the low light. The red of his piercing matches the red on his face that runs down his neck. If he had his shirt off, you'd be able to see the blush bleed into the top of his chest. He shivers as you blow against his ear.

"Look how pretty you are Eds."

He lets out a whine as your fingers delicately trail his length. His cock is flushed a deep red, almost purple at the top from how turned on he is. Slightly curved to the left, the tip leaking so much cum he's practically glistening. Your fingers ghost over the slit and his hips jump forward, only for your touch to leave. Teasing him again.

It was torture of the best kind. He isn't sure how long you have been teasing him. Tears in his eyes from pleasure and annoyance. Your hand wrapped firmly around him bringing him to the precipice only to let go before he reaches the edge. Tantalizing touches that sway the line of not enough and too much.

"Say you look pretty Baby."

He gasps as your hand wraps firmly around him again, hoping you won't remove your hand again. His nails dig into your thigh, trying to grab hold of anything he can. He can feel your smirk as you press a kiss to where his shoulder meets his neck. "I uh I look pretty," Eddie's voice is raspy.

"The prettiest boy." You murmur. "The fuck the prettiest boy." Eddie whimpers. A tear rolls down his cheek and he watches as you swipe it away. "Color?" You pause. "Green so green please don't stop," Eddie babbles slightly, turning to face you. You smile sweetly as your hand forces his jaw back to facing the mirror.

With your ankles locked around Eddie's, you spread your legs, thus causing his to spread wide open. Its obscene, being fully on display. "Awh," you coo at him, making him whine. Eddie shivers as you slide your hand up and down his shaft, your other hand gently squeezing his heavy balls.

Eddie jumps as you trail your fingers lower. You lightly press against his hole, just enough for him to feel it. It takes him a minute to realize the moan he hears was from himself. His cock leaks another spurt of precum, dribbling down your hand as you continue to jerk him off.

You remove the pressure teasing his hole and swipe up the cum that has leaked onto your hand. You coat your finger with it before pressing against Eddie's tight hole again. Your gently slide your finger in.

Eddie can feel his eyes crossing as his mouth drops open. He can feel you pump your finger in and out of him in tandem with the hand that is stroking him up and down. "Gonna come for me? You look so good baby. Look so perfect like this," you kiss the shell of his ear. Eddie nods, barely able to open his eyes. Barely able to think of anything as he feels the warm pleasure spreading throughout his limbs.

His hips snap up as a loud whine leaves him. His brain goes silent as pleasure comes over him in waves. You never falter your pace, its almost too much as he keeps cumming. It's the hardest and longest he has ever come, it almost knocks the breath out of him. His senses hone in on the euphoria he feels, numbing his mind to everything but the pleasure.

He pants and gasps as he slowly comes back to himself. He's barely aware he's holding onto your thigh with a death grip. "Did so good baby, so good." You murmur. "Uh-huh." Eddie can feel his heart beating in his chest. His limbs feel like jello. He's pretty sure if he tried to stand his legs would shake.

You slowly move out from behind him (wait when did you stop touching him?). Eddie opens his eyes, tracking you as you grab a water bottle and wash cloth on the bedside table. You wet the wash cloth before wiping the cum off him. Eddie tries not to but jumps from still being sensitive. You murmur apologies, as if you have anything to apologize for. If Eddie's tongue didn't feel of lead, he would sing your praises.

You toss the wash cloth away and quickly undo the belt around Eddie's wrists. Even though there isn't a mark, you take your time massaging his wrists and hands. You gently place a kiss on the back of both of his hands. If he wasn't already completely in love with you, that would have done it.

Eddie can barely focus on your words, barely think through how good he feels. He's aware you are holding the water bottle up to his lips and he drinks greedily. You swipe away the water that dribbles down his chin.

Eddie curls into you, head against your chest listening to your heart. You slowly stroke his hair, comforting him. He's aware you're whispering to him, praising him. All he can think about is how loved he feels in this moment. How safe he is in your arms. How he can fully let go and know you have him. How he knows you love him with your whole being, just as he loves you.

[creaturecannibal]

orange album art through the years

talking heads - speaking in tongues (1983) // the smiths - louder than bombs (1987) // broadcast - work and non work (1997) // jeff buckley - sketches for my sweetheart the drunk (1998) // blur - 13 (1999) // st. vincent - actor (2009) // frank ocean - channel orange (2012) // tyler the creator - flower boy (2017) // fka twigs - magdalene (2019)