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pinsupansu · 1 month
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this is not dan howell, nor daniel howell, not dan is not on fire, it is a disgusting fourth thing called "the dan he is with phil when they're at home and nobody is watching them" and i will not explain myself any further
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paidexp · 1 year
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Dear Genshin fans
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I rest my case
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milkcookiekin · 28 days
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dogday comfort headcanons
- listen, after you saved him and catnap traumatized him, he definitely needs therapy. but he’s still great at being a therapist himself, believe it or not.
- first, he’ll pat your shoulder a little, but if you need more than that, he’ll hold your hand, and if you’re still not better, he’ll move to snuggling you.
- he’s all for letting you just vent and let out your emotions, and he’s giving you all the validation you need while letting you rest against him.
- if you just want to distract yourself, he’ll help you find a way to do so, usually by cuddling you and letting you rest on top of him.
- he’s probably one of the very few reasons as to why you haven’t lost your mind yet, and you’d like to keep it that way. he’s more than willing to be your therapist and your comfy pillow anyway..
“it’s ok Angel, just let it all out.. you’re allowed to be sad..” he whispers as he gently strokes your hair and gazes down at you with the sweetest, most loving eyes..
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steveahoi · 3 months
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chuuyaxsupremacy9 · 4 months
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Verlaine: so what are your interests?
Dazai: your brother
Verlaine, world's best assassin mode activated: what?
Dazai: the sun. the ocean. the moon
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Queerbaiting sucks... but
I find it so affirming as a person who struggles with their romantic orientatation. I just live for that state of not quite friends/not quite lovers.
Like yes, they are partners, yes, they live and die for eachother, yes, every other relationship they have loses all meaning compared to them. But also no, they haven't kissed, and they don't want to kiss, and yet, somehow, every single word, every single glance, every single touch carries so much meaning and conveys so much love because this amount of platonic love is usually unheard of and they don't want the other to misunderstand. And I just- aaah, it gives me so much hope and reminds me that romantic love isn’t the only type of love worth experiencing and showing on screen/paper.
I do wish it was done intentionally and wasn’t just a product of homophobia and capitalism. Like I really, really hate the reason I get this representation. Like, it also leaves a somewhat sour taste in my mouth, because I can see that if the world was more accepting, it would probably be a romantic relationship.
(I sometimes see people calling queercoding queerbaiting, and just to make it clear, that isn't what i'm talking about)
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miapcain · 2 months
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Experiment with 3rd person controls
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radiance1 · 5 months
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Vlad owned a cookbook.
Keyword, owned.
But you see, it was far from an ordinary cookbook.
It was a bit magical in nature, not on any purpose of Vlad's part, despite being the one to make it. It was created a while after Vlad stopped having an obsession with Maddie and became on somewhat better terms with Jack, in which he decided to entirely ignore one Daniel Fenton.
Instead, he focused on creating the perfect cookbook that has ever graced the mortal plane. Made from the highest leather, the best finest paper and bound together with the best thread he could find.
All helpfully sourced from the Ghost Zone.
Of course, after all of that he had to, well, fill it with recipes.
He had multiple duplicates scouring the internet for various recipes, and since it's for personal use he doesn't have to care for copyright or whatever since it won't be used by anyone but him. While also looking around in the Ghost Zone for specific types of ghosts.
Mostly grannies.
Overtime and with help from his multiple duplicates his cookbook has quickly become filled up, though for some reason there seemed to be an endless number of pages left unfinished, doesn't matter since it's just more space.
Then he started to encounter the spirits of witches, wizards, warlocks, shamans. You get it.
He took recipes from them too, because when he meant this would be the greatest cookbook, he meant it, and what is potion making if not Alchemy, and what is Alchemy if not cooking?
So, after some time, with blood, sweat, and tears being poured into his book with recipes from everywhere and his own personal recipe along with few decorations here and there, making it look less like a common book and more like the prized treasure it truly is, and Vlad's work is finally complete.
The greatest cookbook to ever grace the mortal plane.
He went to sleep happy, woke up the next day happy, used his newfound cookbook happily and was overall having the greatest of times.
He also found out that his cookbook became sentient. Which is nice, because he can just call out a page and it'll flip right through to it, but he doesn't recall how it became sentient.
He's been watching it carefully before completion, and every time it came in contact with ectoplasm it never became sentient like the food the Fentons produce (And yes, living food is indeed within the endless pages of his book), so it maybe had something to do with the more magical recipes contained within.
Not that he cared, really, since it served it's purpose extremely well.
Except, a few months later, with a visit from the Fentons to his mansion, he finds he lost it.
Vlad, predictably, is in shambles.
Is it because his cookbook is a genuine danger to society if in the wrong hands?
No.
Perhaps because contained within its pages are high level alchemical recipes?
No.
Or maybe because there was a recipe to create some kind of potion to kill an immortal, make someone immortal, or reverse death? (Honestly he didn't even remember where he got that one)
Fuck no.
He's in shambles because he didn't even get to use a quarter of the recipes that weren't even his own.
Also, because it's became his technical technically both his son and best friend.
Who does he accuse first?
One Danny Fenton.
Because it only disappeared after Danny came to visit, and while he wouldn't put it past Jack to do something incredibly stupid, the man was nowhere near his book at the time!
Danny, predictably, is not at all amused.
Vlad then pesters him to go out and search for his missing greatest creation and doesn't stop until Danny agrees.
So, now Danny has to find a cookbook that can and probably is a genuine danger to society if someone decides to use the far less than normal recipes.
Also, why the fuck did Vlad even have them??
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lu-lus-duckies · 26 days
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Since I can't submit videos as asks...
Anyway @nunalastor is this what your inbox looks like everyday?
How many cursed ask references have you noticed? I tried to combine as many as i could into one giant mess (featuring my horrendous voice as a bonus!)
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8bitkraken · 3 months
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Moon-Knight exploration sketch page thinga-ma-bob, because I’ve been reading the 2016 MK comics.
Greg Smallwood is just such a fantastic illustrator
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nell0-0 · 10 months
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The tragedy of missing someone who’s no longer there
I came across this poem in tiktok and brainrot went ‘submas submas submas’ so-
Here’s the whole poem!
You’re half here and half gone,
because I half love you
and I’ve half let you go.
You are in a state of limbo
I don’t know how to overcome:
half whole, half ghost,
half real, half not. 
Nobody taught me
how to love in fractions
(I am always all in),
so I am here standing
on the line of division:
half healing, half haunted. 
- Iron & Velvet: poetry for hearts breaking and blooming (by Stefanie Briar). 
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aiizenn · 10 months
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taming the big boy. toji fushiguro.
ₓ˚. ୭ cw: dom!fem!reader, chubby!reader, sub!toji, age gap (reader in early 20’s, toji in late 30’s), cuss words, pet names (pretty mama, pretty, baby etc.) blowjob, masturbation, orgasm control, orgasm denial, collar w/leash, nipple sucking/play, slight riding, shirtless toji,
big boys need to be put in their place. ok ok so toji definitely needs be controlled from time to time, yk? also here’s 1.2k + of pure filth ◠ ◡ ◠
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grunts are heard from the living room. you can already imagine his face; nose scrunching, brows furrowing and tongue clicking. clearly annoyed with the tv, it’s past his show time so he has nothing to watch . . . it goes silent, he must've found something. while toji was “entertained” with the tv, you were in the next room unboxing the new item you bought online—a collar. it was black, big, thick and with a leash, it was perfect.
you walk out with confidence, stopping at the living room entrance. toji’s broad muscular back faced you, standing there, you admire him for a minute. he was so focused on the new show he found, that he didn't notice you making your way over with the collar in your hand behind your back. once in front of him he looks up to you and grins.
“hey pretty mama” his fingers reaching your thick thighs, brushing past them slightly. you smile, bringing one hand in front of his chest and pushing him back to the couch. he looks. . .amused. you get on top of him, placing your knees next to his thighs. slowly and secretly you get the collar behind his head without him noticing. you run your fingers through his hair gently, making toji feel relaxed, until you grip his hair forcefully, pulling him towards you. both your faces centimeters apart; he looks at you, feeling disrespected, and tamed.
never in his life did he feel that way. in every situation he was always the one in control, the predator, and the boss. you smirk at his reaction, taking it all in. before he could respond, you pull him in for a kiss, lips on lips, inserting your tongue in his mouth. toji places his hands on your waist, pulling you closer, his tongue playing with yours, wanting to eat you alive.
as you start to pull away you bite his lip, leaving a small mark. his breath was shaky, if you weren’t close to him you would’ve missed it. you slide your hand over his chest, lightly over his scars, admiring his hard work, his body slightly twitching under your touch. your hand makes its way back to his neck, making small doodles with your finger.
toji is caught off guard when your lips make their way to his neck, sucking and licking him. he moves his head, giving you more access, his grip on your waist gets tighter. while you were occupied with his neck, you feel his hard cock poking you. you decide to give it some attention as well, firstly by grinding against his erection, receiving a small moan from him.
“nngh” his moan encouraging you to go faster. his big hands moving down to your ass, gripping on the material of your booty shorts, adding more pressure to his dick. he closes his eyes in pure pleasure. as you multitasked in pleasuring him you take the opportunity to wrap the collar on him; its not until he hears a small click that he opens his eyes. and sees you with a leash in your hand, feeling the collar around his neck.
“what’s this pretty mama?” he knew exactly what it was, but it took him a minute to take it in. “don’t play dumb baby” you say as you wrap the leash around your hand. he was a sight, half lidded eyes, light shade of pink on his cheeks, flushed lips, messy hair, and marks on his neck tagged with the collar. you look down to his erection, visible to the eye through his gray sweats. you palm him with your right hand, making toji place his head onto the crook of your neck, hissing at the sudden contact.
your hand makes its way to his already erect nipples, placing his bud in between your index and middle finger, swirling it around. . .receiving the smallest whimper in return. “such a good boy” you praise him, placing a light kiss on head.
he feels at loss when you remove your fingers from his nipples, missing your touch badly. you pull him by the leash, hard, in which he makes a desperate filthy noise. “hmm, pretty mama, gimme more.” he pleads, his hands reaching to touch your plumpy body. “no touching. hands together, now" and he listened, just like an obedient pup.
toji sees you wrap a tie around his wrists—he’d never seen it before. once done, you notice his eyes filling with desire. who knew that being in the receiving end felt so good. “you can't touch me or yourself, cause if you do” you pause brining him closer with the leash, “you don't have permission to cum, understood?” staring into his dark eyes. “yes ma’am.” “that's my good boy,” you whisper into his ear.
at a very tortuous pace you slide your hand to his sweats, pulling them down, and to your ‘surprise’ his hard cock came into view. his precum shown at the red, thick, angry tip—slightly twitching. you grab his cock, your cold hand around his erection made him moan, the contact felt amazing. as you made slow strokes, a grunt is heard above you.
toji is looking down, his face saying he wants more. without breaking eye contact you give him kitty licks around his tip—tasting the precum on your tongue. you take notice how he was restraining himself from placing his hands on your head and deep throat you.
“pretty, gimme more.” he says. not asking, but demanding. you halt your movements and give his dick a firm squeeze. “oh shiit, pretty wai- ah” he moans, looking up. once again you pull on the collar, making him look at you. “did i say you could talk, hmm?” “noo, no ma’am.” his eyes were dark, as if any minute he would snap and take you right there and then, yet he didn’t. “do you want to cum?” “yess” “then be a good boy and obey me.” you say giving his nipple a slight pinch. your attention goes back to his hard on—it got bigger. oh, he likes being controlled.
you move to give his shaft some attention. slow, long licks and kisses were displayed. “what a pretty cock you got, baby. so big and thick. you wish you were inside me right?” he nods. you smile, placing a kiss on the area where the shaft meets the head.
“you want to destroy my small, tight hole, is that it? wanna make me scream and let the whole neighborhood know i'm your little cock slut? go on, tell me.” toji’s bottom lip quivers ever so slightly. “fuckk, pretty, i wanna put my cock inside your tight little hole. i wanna ram into you ‘till i got you screamin’ my name. have the neighbors hear your pretty cries tellin’ me to go faster and harder. i wanna mark you all over, fuckk i want it so bad.” his last words leaving his lips rising in pitches as you pick up the pace of your movements.
“such a dirty mouth baby.” your hot breath hitting his cock. you spit on the tip, giving it a few more strokes then placing him in your mouth. moans and grunts are heard above you. you know he’s looking up, biting his bottom lip, and hands in form of a fist—restraining himself from making you go further. he’s so long, you don’t reach halfway, your hand covering what’s mostly left.
you bob your head at a pace that makes toji rolls his eyes back, as he feels that all too familiar wave washing over him. . .he’s on cloud nine. your lips start to ache, his thickness making it hard to breathe. his tip hitting the back of your throat. your mouth felt so hot, the warmth made it hard for toji to not come right then and there.
his breath got faster, moving his hips, trying to get further into your mouth without touching you. you knew he was at his climax; after a hard suck you remove him from your mouth. and he whines—literally. “who said you could cum?” you get up and sit on him, still grabbing the leash. you place your fingers at the end of your lace tank top and remove it, revealing your bare chest to him and you swear you see hearts in his eyes.
“suck on them, and no hands.” a small twinkle is seen on his dark irises. he moves closer to you and sucks on one nipple, his tongue swirls around the bud. your hands travel around his hair, massaging his head and humming in pleasure. toji doesn't waste time as he moves to your other breast, giving the nipple the same amount of attention. his hard on was very visible, twitching to be touched, so you grab it and twirl it in your hand.
“very good baby” you whisper into his ear, biting his earlobe afterwards. he shudders at the contact, causing him to bite your hard bud. nngh. “you can touch yourself now” removing the tie from his wrists, and not a second later he gives you a show. his rough hands move up and down his shaft at a lewd pace. he’s not looking at himself, rather at you—his pretty girl who gets him hard with the minimalist thing. neither of you break eye contact, thus encouraging toji to cup himself, adding more satisfaction.
“shiiit, pretty…i wanna cum, lemme cum.” “hold it until i say so.” his hand moves faster than before, he was seeing stars. when you notice he was close, you grab his cock and place over thumb over his tip—causing him to stop his movements.
“you don’t have permission” and with that you left him high and dry. there's a change in his eyes when you remove the collar from his neck. “lets go get some groceries” you say calmly. when you get off his lap you’re pulled right back and thrown to the couch. toji is on top of you, looking at you like a predator would to its prey. “my turn, pretty.”
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pininiu · 2 months
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Got stressed so I drew the BP LIs while imagining them say comforting words
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NakedToaster: “I knew you could do it, honey.”
Quest: “Looks like angel deserves a well-earned rest.”
nightowl: “My cutie is always so amazing!”
xyx: “Never doubted your abilities, love.”
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all-too-unwell-13 · 1 month
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"it's just a one off" "i'm not asking you to join us again"
LIAR. anthony lockwood, i can practically see it in your eyes.
tell me that wasn't him trying to ask her to come back!!!! bc it totally was!!!!!
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idontwikeit · 1 year
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(Part 1) Lestat de Lioncourt // Ethel Cain - Ptolemaea
Heard you, saw you, felt you, gave you Need you, love you, love you, love you
[Youtube] [Part 2] [Part 3]
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erineas · 10 months
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Thinking about possibilities...
Butch belongs to @sans-guy
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