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[huxleaf]

I need somebody to do a character analysis on all the listeners. I need it so desperately.

[smiledog15578]

I think Sherrif Mike would be surprisingly supportive

[cyberrose2001]

honestly I can imagine things of those ratchet whimpers from the tiktok video: him just screaming on how tight human pussy is and even Cumming a kinda big amount from it, like "OOH~,m-my spike-!! AAHAA!"

And obviously getting fragged(I want to imagine getting he is getting fragged by optimus,like imagine, giant spike fragging him hard that he jusy becomes a slut saying optimus to frag him harf) "Aha- frag me optimus-oh~, OH mmMMmm~ oh by the allspark!!"

I am horni dammit,thx moni

he is such a whimperer ohn god… whether he’s fucking or getting fucked

at one point I was just replaying the audio over and over again until i-

[hopepaigeturner]

Yep...that's pretty much been my life.

BUT I'M BACK!

And I can say that something is coming very soon...

*~*~*~*~*

Sophie goes up to the bath, her hands fiddling with the tie of the dressing gown. Benedict turns away.

“That is very gallant of you.”

“I am a gentleman.”

“I would not mind; you are to be my husband after all.”

Benedict scrunches his eyes shut and almost groans, his resistance waning. Perhaps the audience might see him mouthing:

You are a gentleman. You are a gentleman.

“This is my mother’s house,” he manages to choke out.

“As you desire.”

He hears the thump of the dressing gown, the ripple of her limbs entering the water and he bites his lips to keep himself in check. But, he cannot restrain his eyes from wandering over his shoulder…

*~*~*~*~*~*

[alloru]

I'm participating in Artfight again!

hello everybody!! just letting all of you know that I'll be taking part in the annual event of Artfight this year!

in case you don't know what it is: Artfight is a competition of sorts between two teams players are divided into, where one "attacks" another artist by drawing the other's oc! if someone else has drawn your character to attack you, you can take revenge by making art for one of theirs etc.

there's more info by the people running the site if you're interested! my goal this year is to participate more than last time - and help our team win of course - but I'm not insanely serious about it, so I might not get to yours if too many people show up ^-^'

either way, have a nice next 24 hours! come participate in artfight with me if you feel like it c:

[20w14a]

This is Grian and NPC Grian's dynamic in my fucked up brain

[thepavementsings]

You know in fandom when you follow people solely because their interests are so far away from your own it’s just fascinating to see what the other side of the fandom is doing? I wonder how many people I am that follow for sometimes

[professional-oreo-eater]

dont you just hate it when its a really good writing decision plot wise but it makes you sad

[mikealys-reblog]

"Be the change you want to see in the world"

Yeah but what if I was too lazy to write all those male!reader fanfics I want to see

What if

[cadavertrolls]

Safety for orange :)c

[god i couldnt stop thinking about the convo we had about Vaniee teaching Orange how to defend themselves]

Orange held the switchblade in their hand like it would jump out of their grasp on its own and nick them. Her grip was tight enough for the edges to dig into her hand and leave indents that would persist long after she gave it back to Vaniee.

"C'mon! Poke it!" A reassuring hand was placed upon Orange's shoulder, Vaniee's voice enthusiastic enough for Orange to lunge her arm forward at the apple placed on the diner counter with a completely necessary 'HA!' defining the effort being put forth by the fish.

Unfortunately, Orange had leaned a bit too far forward, and she stumbled. The blade missed the apple by a large margin and continued past it, and with it Orange's body.

The gentle but firm hand of the diner owner reached and grabbed the wrist holding the blade. Pulling, she used the hold to guide his body to the side to prevent him from hitting his forehead right on the counter corner in a fashion closer to a dance rather than a disarming maneuver. This 'dance' continued when Vaniee tucked her other arm under the small of Orange's back, supporting his weight and halting his fall.

"Uhm! Oops!" Orange's fins flared and his tail stuck straight out in surprise, and his face flushed when he looked up and saw the face of his boss looming above his own, "Well... Hi there!"

If someone were to look in from the diner window from their car, let's say, a certain someone's boyfriend waiting to pick him up, the position the two were in looked oddly intimate, the finalé of a tango with the flyer dipped nearly horizontal to the ground awaiting a finishing kiss.

"Hi! Ya alright there, hun?" Vaniee adjusted the stunned fish back into an upright position before sitting his butt on a stool, gingerly removing the switchblade from clumsy hands and pocketing it with a nervous chuckle.

"Aaaa lil dizzy!" Orange chirped with a big smile, tail wrapping around the stool as an anchor as if he'd go flying off at any moment.

Vaniee held Oranges face in her hands and gave his soft cheeks a motherly squish, dragging a finger up to tuck a strand of hair behind a gleefully fluttering fin and fixing it in place with the cherry hairclip that had gone astray.

"Maybe ya shouldn't be handlin' any knives like that... we can 'least say we gave it a try!"

"Should I stick to the pepper spray then?"

"Uh huh!"

A fit of giggles and a few slices of pie later, Orange emerged from the diner with a to-go box in their hands, a cannister of pepper spray on their belt, and a new story to tell Amity on the ride home.

[writeblrwithfangs]

There are times where I’m a cageling awaitin’ to be set free. But for a world so full of danger around every corner it’s best to be hidden away.

To find those I can trust is what I seek- an escape from the loneliness that tortures me.

[harper-collins]

Jan 16: Refluent

adj: flowing back

"Due to the sheer amount of people waiting for Scar, it felt like a refluent wave was coming towards him,"

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[queerlykatwrites]

Small moments of joy in my life are what keep me going, such as when one employee at my local Taco Bell asks how my day is going and when I politely ask how they are (as is expected from allistics), they say, 'Im doing tacotastic, thank you.'

Every time.

[heartorbit]

revstar emu save me

[suyunsgf]

ANYWAYS!

don't care about me > two > truth > drive me to the moon > nanana > don't leave me alone