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dreametheworld · 1 year
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how terrible it is / to love something death can touch
1) anne carson, eros the bittersweet // 2) billy-ray belcourt, a history of my brief body // 3) the haunting of bly manor (2020) // 4) lee martens // 5) albert camus, state of siege // 6) death cab for cutie, i will follow you into the dark // 7) mary zimmerman, metamorphoses // 8) the last of us (2023) // 9) hozier, work song // 10) keaton henson, you // 11) madeline miller, the song of achilles // 12) achilles and the body of patroclus, nikolai ge (1855) // 13) emily brontë, wuthering heights // 14) a star is born, i’ll never love again // 15) halsey, graveyard // 16) evanescence, my immortal // 17) the haunting of hill house (2018) // 18) imagine dragons, wrecked // 19) hadestown, wait for me (intro) // 20) carl andreas august goost, orpheus and eurydice (1826) // 21) the mountain goats, no children // 22) fred elwell, the wedding dress (1911) // 23) p!nk, who knew // 24) shannon barry // 25) jamie anderson // 26) wandavision (2021) // 27) taylor swift, seven // 28) franchesca cox // 29) halsey, ya’aburnee // 30) the lovers of valdaro, found in mantua in 2007
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newwavesylviaplath · 1 month
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made for @thebonesofwhatyoubelieve
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Sax-Zim Bog, Minnesota
Taken February 2024
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pomegranateshrimp · 7 months
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Greg House x Fem! Reader
Kinktober day 1: Boot worship
Summary: You had been extremely distracted, more or less hot and bothered the whole day. You couldn’t focus on any of your work. House walks into your office to check on you and notices you checking out his boots a little too long.
A/n: you have an office because, why not? Idk. It worked better. Also Ik this is behind schedule I’m really sorry I’ve been busy with family problems. Also I’m making my own list for kinktober bc I didn’t like a lot of the prompts sorryyy. Also this is kinda short.
Nsfw under cut
You were trying to focus your hardest on the paperwork you were doing on your desk. You hadn’t been all too present mentally speaking. You had your mind on something else. You couldn’t pin point why but for some reason you were just so fucking horny today. Probably had something to do with you ovulating. So horny, that in fact you couldn’t even do your job. Sure, you got the work done, but you weren’t at your best, and House could tell. You worked on the diagnostics team and were, admittedly, his favorite. He payed close attention to you whenever you did, anything really. He watched your every move like a hawk, and he knew when something was up, and he wouldn’t let it go until you told him. This time, it was different. Obviously you can’t just tell your boss you were super horny and that’s why you couldn’t do your job well enough today. You just had to hope he wouldn’t talk to you about it.
The universe just had to have a personal vendetta against you. You were convinced of it. Someone had opened your door and walked into your office. Without knocking. Only one person you knew who did that. House.
“Knock knock” he imitated the sound while looking down at you as you did your paperwork.
“What do you want Greg?” You didn’t want to talk to him. Not because you didn’t like him. You liked him a lot. You just didn’t want to spill the beans about how much you wanted to fuck him, and you knew if he pestered you long enough you’d either admit it or lash out on him. Neither one being good.
“Someone’s fussy.” He raises his eyebrows, comes into the room and closes the door behind him, leaning on it as he speaks. “What’s wrong with you today? You seem a bit… gone.” He makes a weird motion with his hand above his head.
“Nothing. Drop it. Im fine.” ‘Please leave now’ you thought to yourself. You couldn’t look directly at him but didn’t want to totally dismiss his presence either. You settled by looking at his boots. They looked new. Black and sleek. Doc Martens. Your state grew unknowingly as he stared at you.
“Really? Doesn’t seem like ‘nothing’.” He didn’t move from the door but shifted his posture, standing more straight than before.
“Why does it matter to you anyways?” You retorted back. You were being rude but it came from a place of good. All you wanted was for him to leave your office and for your day to be over so you can go home and finger yourself to sleep.
“It doesn’t. Until it affects your ability to do your job. Which it seems like it has. Therefore, it’s my business, and it matters.”
You didn’t respond, your eyes just moving between the paperwork on your desk and his boots.
“What’s wrong? I get dirt on them or something?” He sarcastically asked and pretended to inspect them.
“Oh, n-no.. sorry.” You were caught so extremely off guard by him noticing your stare. You moved your gaze back to the paperwork but because he wasn’t leaving you lifted your eyes every now and them to his boots.
“Hmm, let’s see..” he started “you’ve been bright red all day, unable to focus, and now you’re staring at my boots, and it’s certainly not because they’re dirty. Hmm..” he puts a hand to his chin and pretends to be in deep thought for a few moments before speaking up again, this time with a shocking ‘omg’ sound. “I got it! You’re horny.” He was now moving from the door and walking towards you.
“That’s— that’s ridiculous please I-”
“You sure? All evidence points to me being right.” He now stood in front of your desk, chin resting on his cane, looking back at your surprised, crimson red face. “I will say though, the boot thing definitely came as a surprise. Didn’t think you were into that kinda stuff.”
“Even if I am, what are you going to do about it? Or did you just want to know?” You rolled your eyes. There was a certain annoyance in your voice because you immediately assumed once he knew he’d just leave the room, but to your surprise he stayed.
“Gee I don’t know, you seem desperate enough to fuck a shoe! By god, I wonder if there’s anyone willing to let you get off by riding their new Doc Martens. Get on your knees.”
You were shocked by the change of voice from his usual sarcastic tone to a much more demanding one now, but you liked it. You needed him so much right now and he was just letting you have him. If this was a wet dream, you didn’t want to wake up. You got out of your chair and compiled to his demand.
“You might wanna take your clothes off first.” He told you and you threw everything you were wearing to the side, not caring about anything anymore, just chasing that high you so desperately needed. Without warning, he moved his boot in between your thighs, right up against your pussy. You gasped, moaning out and grabbing onto his leg, surprised by the suddenness of the movement. “Greg…”
“You’re so needy for me.” His raspy voice sending shivers down your spine as you began to grind on his boot. The silence of the room being rid of with heavy breaths from the both of you.
You grind on his leg harder, wanting to cum so badly despite how degrading the situation was. Riding your bosses boot in broad daylight, office unlocked. If anyone saw you…
The thought made your mind race, your breath picked up speed as your hips thrusted faster, aiming for more friction. You could feel yourself getting close, the lewd noises becoming louder and louder. “Greg I’m gonna—“ before you could even finish your sentence you came onto the boot, leaving it shiny with arousal.
“Lick it off.” The way he looked down at you was enough to give you a second orgasm. You hesitantly reached down and gave the shoe a slow, long lick, from toe to heel, looking up at Greg as you did so. You were extremely grateful that he had given you the satisfaction you wanted.
“Don’t let me see you getting distracted again after this.” He gave you a sly smirk and left the room.
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cissa-calls · 4 months
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Countdown to Agatha: Darkhold Diaries: Day 648
Wanda: “What shoes do you wear when it’s winter?”
Agatha: “My big chunky boots”
Wanda: “When it’s hot?”
Agatha: “My big chunky boots”
Wanda: “When it’s raining?”
Agatha: “My big chunky boots”
Wanda: “When-“
Y/N: “Agatha, did you go through a goth phase as a teen?”
Agatha: “Those weren’t really a thing in the seventeenth century…so I didn’t the seventeenth century alternative”
Y/N: “Which was?”
Agatha: “Murder”
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lilrowantree · 4 months
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i’ve discovered a common theme amongst my ships
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y’know i started this as being about TenRose and Fabienke/Fabine but now realise it also applies to Lockyle ….
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nienke & fabian = 🌙 & ✨
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bugtheories · 11 months
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All skulls used in my graduation thesis 💀
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Greetings!
I am Lord-Adjutant Dieter Marten-Steiner, of House Marten-Steiner. I have decided to open this blog as a way of communicating with the wider galaxy, from the Inner Sphere all the way to Clan Space.
I will answer any and all questions posed to me, as well as chiming in wherever I feel it appropriate.
However, I myself am not a Mechwarrior, so for any matters concerning warfare, I'll likely cede to my dearest sister, Hauptmann Theodora Marten-Steiner, a decorated Mechwarrior of the LCAF, and the current head of House Steiner.
I look forward to our next meeting, and may your investments ever prosper, and your coffers not run dry.
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thelookofyourshoes · 2 years
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Was gonna caption this “when your vinyl and your coffee collection is a sign of the times” but Waffle House coffee barely passes for coffee. Bad coffee is part of the experience though, okay?
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were-all-gay-and-ugly · 10 months
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summer rain - humid air, cold wind in warm weather
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victorspindrop · 1 month
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Hello I think?
Hi :) I guess this is an introductory blog post of some sort lol. Not expecting much just thought it would be fun to make this blog so I have somewhere to talk about HOA and HHA (and maybe find talk with other fans of the franchise). I have loved this franchise since I first saw HOA in 2011. Rekindled my love of the show back in 2020 and have started HHA back in 2022. Here some things Id like you to know about my thoughts on stuff about the show!
-Nina has always been my favorite character since childhood. I KNOW SHES THE MAIN CHARACTER AND ALL BUT SHES THE MAIN CHARACTER FOR A REASON
-Speaking of Nina, I don't care what happened in the third season Nina and Fabian will always be together (y'all will have to pry this couple from my cold dead hands)
-Besides the WONDERFUL addition of KT and Willow, I completely disregard the 3rd season entirely
-In my head, Nina leaving never happens because it makes no sense at ALL
-Speaking of making no sense, the writers pairing Mara and Fabian up together in the third season was WILD. Don't claim it.
And that's all I can think of right now tbh. I might talk about more of my own head canons ive created in my brain on here idk yet. If anyone ever wants to talk SIBUNA with me message me! I don't bite :)
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dykelittlemy · 1 year
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het huis anubis duos part 2: fabian en nienke :^)
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koszmarnybudyn · 2 years
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Wow two fanart posts in one day? Who could have thought. I really am spoiling you all. Yes i can draw sonething other than Normal and Hermie, i know skills. She is so sassy we stan.
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slutdge · 1 year
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my biggest flex is that 3 out of 4 pairs of docs i own are stolen
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"And I'd choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I'd find you and I'd choose you.” – Kiersten White.
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