shanks is that spiritually enlightened beach bum constantly holding a jack n coke w a splash of lime who wasn’t lying that time he said he knew karate
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Quoth Rob Wiethoff : While I don’t know much about velociraptors, if they existed today, there’s a good chance they could kill you.
READ TAGS PLEASE holy cow yall.
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can’t stop thinking about a post-canon arthur returns fic where instead of walking out of the lake, merlin stumbles upon arthur in the exact same way he did originally. arthur (who doesn’t remember his previous life at all at this point) is like 18, bullying a kid on the basketball court or something and merlin instinctively steps up to protect the kid. repeating the exact words without intending to, thousands of years later
“that’s enough. you’ve had your fun my friend.”
and arthur finally turns around, and says “do i know you?”
and merlin feels the entire world stop as he stares face to face with arthur pendragon again
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When neither of you have a condom but he promises to pull out, swears he can do it and tries so fucking hard to be a man of his word— and he is. Clinging to that final piece of resolve as he fights the allure of your warm, wet cunt. Moving his hips back as he begins to pull his slick-soaked cock from your ruined hole, ready to fist himself and spill his cum all over you.
But you make every ounce of his resolve crumble all around him when you tighten your thighs around his hips, lock your ankles behind his back, giving him no choice but to drain his balls and fill you with everything he’s got to give.
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I love Raph and haven’t said that enough so to be more specific I love that Raph is a soft boy who loves bear plushies, a gross boy who eats an assortment of things that are definitely better left alone, a smart boy who is more than capable of taking down villains through planning and fortitude alike, a strong boy who is dedicated to training his muscles and fighting prowess, a teenage boy who loves his brothers but is more than happy to tease and roughhouse with them, an angry boy who sometimes lets his anger take a hold of him to cover the fear, a gentle boy who is generous with hugs and affirmations to those he loves, a capable boy who takes on more than should ever be expected of a teenager, a good boy who just wants to be a hero and slowly comes to realize the cost of that duty, a good boy who has no reservations about putting himself in the way of harm coming to his family, a good boy who’s a great brother and son and person and deserves only the best the world has to offer.
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Ghost: *sitting in the lounge holding his hands above his lap*
Soap: Uh- What ya doin, LT?
Ghost: The textures were too much. This is the only thing I can do to prevent myself from chewing the skin off my hands
Soap: I thought you wore gloves to-
Ghost: THE GLOVES STARTED IT. THEY’RE NO LONGER SUITABLE FOR THE TASK
Soap: Oh-
Ghost: I CAN FEEL THE AIR PARTICLES ON MY SKIN- I NEED SNOW
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