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pekasairroc · 1 year ago
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Web-based Twine editor my beloved…
I no longer need 2 Mississippi to click, select, drag, type, or hover
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t-hirstreview · 3 days ago
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Pappy's rules for living
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roppiepop · 1 year ago
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Who’s coming to the cookout?
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literallyjustanerd · 1 year ago
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so a few days ago I saw this post, and the accompanying tags from @brrmian :
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the idea of Cody being simultaneously so cool on the surface and constantly overanalysing every interaction stuck with me so much that I ended up spitting all my thoughts into existence
so
enjoy a brief look into Commander Cody's mind:
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marmastry · 8 months ago
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Cold feet and warm hands
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gimme KOFI if u enjoyed it!
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agoraphobialt · 19 days ago
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Priest John Price doing pussy inspections.
cw: power imbalance, religion, cnc.
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After retiring earlier due to an injury on his leg that left him depending on a cane to move around, John decided that he needed to find something to believe, something that could explain why the world wanted him to stop saving the world, from that path he always thought he would follow until he died.
So he became a devoted man; he found some sense of the mess of his life there. He liked preaching, talking to people about the one above all of us. He liked to call himself the one who talked to Jesus, and people believed in him. He liked playing god, but that's no surprise.
No one doubted him; he was a well-respected man, everyone was the sheep, and he was the shepherd.
That's why when one day he called you to a private area in the church to tell you about a small problem, you got nervous; he always made your legs feel like jelly— but only because he was God's messenger!.
Once you were sitting in front of him, surrounded by the smell of his cologne mixed with his own scent and his smile that made your cheeks burn, he began to explain to you that there had been some rumours about you losing your purity, and it horrified you because you were incapable of doing such a thing before finding your forever one.... You immediately denied it, but he wasn't convinced at all. "I dunno, sweetheart… girls these days, eh? They can be dead sneaky, God forgive me for sayin’ it."
those words and the horror of disappointing him made your eyes burn. "Now listen, love…" he continued but softer this time, it wasn't in his plans to make you cry, he could never hurt such a small thing like you. "I know you’re not like all of these other girls, always doing everything but god wishes. That’s why I’m speakin’ to you— because I see the good in you, I do. All I’m askin’ is to let me do a small inspection... just so we can put all these rumours to rest, eh? No shame in it."
And of course you accepted. You would do anything he asks you, he just wants to help you because you know he has a pure heart.
So you didn't question when he asked you to stand up and to hold onto the desk; you didn't think twice about him standing behind you, and of course you let him manhandle you until your legs were split and your panties were pooling on your ankles. "Just need to make sure she’s still pure, y’see… like she's ought to be. Pure in the eyes of the Lord, untouched by temptation. That’s all."
He told you, and you sighted when his big and calloused fingers ran through your folds, jumping a little when he pressed one of them against your small hole. "I dunno,... might still need to check a bit more, eh?" And you just nodded because he just wanted the best for you: he was your saviour.
Your face was blushed, and there was an unknown feeling growing in your belly, and then you heard a "tsk" and then a "Sweetheart...you shouldn't be soaking down here."
That afternoon you left church with the promise of coming back the next day to continue with the inspections, because that was the only way of keeping the demons away from your body, or so he told you.
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bi-and-bewildered · 2 months ago
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“It is customary and fitting that the final alarm be sounded for our brother: Captain Robert Wade Nash”
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midshipmank · 4 months ago
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i haven’t read this book yet, but i feel like tumblr & especially jumblr need to know about its existence
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deoidesign · 8 months ago
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One of my first digital pieces (2010) versus one of my recent ones (2024)
We all start somewhere!
#picked these cause they're in a similar pose lol. i mean not at all. but sort of... more than my other art at least...#oh fuck im so tired im saving this to drafts and coming back later#my anxiety meds wipe me the fuck out so im trying not to take them in the day#and they're like legit borderline a sleeping med for me. i take one and in 30 mins im OUT.#so I'm. i mean i was already only taking 1-2 in the day and then 2-3 at night#anyways it makes me sad when people say they dont have an artistic bone in their body#and especially when they say they could never draw like me :(#dont put yourself down to lift me up! i don't want my art to be used for you to be mean to yourself!!!#lots of experiences of people comparing themselves to me and being mean to themself...#feels bad. it's okay if you're slow it's okay to be learning it's okay!!!#I'm me and you're you and we're here to learn from each other. i just wanna hang out..#y'know what I'm just gonna post without saying anything i WILL forget I made a draft#i have so many things i intend to post and then forget#it's a wonder I post anything#i only do it when i get bored. and run out of stuff to scroll through#like whelp. guess if i want a post I have to make one myself.#also the second one is really good idc that it's a study i still drew it#art growth#this was in 2010 btw#i started highschool in 2011#I've grown a lot and you can too.#also I've never really been one to dislike my old art. like idk I was trying... if it's bad I just won't look at it whatever#like i wouldn't be mean to someone else who made that so i don't get a free pass to be mean just cause it's to me#man my thoughts are bungled. okay sleep time#if my phone made typos you didn't see it
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plistommy · 1 year ago
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Eddie likes to draw a lot.
He doodles on everything, his school books, magazines, his guitars or even his own hands.
He drew his tattoos for himself before getting them.
Steve thinks he’s really talented, and loves to stare at Eddie drawing for hours, but Eddie is still a bit shy about it, so Steve doesn’t sometimes get to see what he has drawn.
But one day when he was going to Eddie’s room to get his boyfriend's hoodie for himself - thanks to winter and its cold weather - he accidentally knocked Eddie’s sketchbook to the floor.
Couple of pages dropped out of it and as they were all spread out, Steve realized they were all drawings.
Drawings of him.
He crunched down to pick them up, but couldn’t keep his curiosity at bay and before he knew it, he was going through all of them.
Eddie made him look so… pretty.
He drew his face, his smile, his eyes so beautifully that Steve couldn’t even believe that the drawing’s were of him. Eddie even remembered all of his moles.
A dopey smile creeped up to his face as he went through them all, piling them back into a neat pile to put back inside the sketchbook. But when he picked up the last one, his eyes grew wide and he felt himself going red from head to toe.
There were several sketches of him, of his nude body with ringed hands, Eddie’s hands, touching him. One was of him laid on his stomach with a soft look on his face, but then the second one was more… intimate.
It was of him, legs spread wide and dick resting thick and hard on his stomach while a finger was pushing inside him. His face was scrunched up, mouth open in a ‘o’ shape and the knowledge that Steve probably looked like that when Eddie was doing it for him made him bite down onto his bottom lip.
He flipped the paper around and a whine got caught in his throat as he stared down to a drawing of him riding Eddie.
They had never done that before. But now, he really, really wanted to do it.
”Steve?”
Steve’s head snapped up to stare at Eddie, who was staring down back at him with a worried look.
He was leaning against the door frame, hair up in a ponytail and old band shirt on, looking like a dream, but when he saw what was going on, his eyes grew wide.
”Shit, sorry!” he panicked, crunching down next to Steve. He snatched the drawings and his sketchbook away from him and hid them under his mixtapes, acting like Steve hadn’t already seen all of them.
He was letting out these small apologies and Steve had no idea what he had to even apologize for, but when he saw Eddie blushing and not being able to catch his eyes, Steve understood that he was embarrassed.
”I didn’t, um - you didn’t mean to see those… sorry.”
Steve just stared at him dumbfoundedly before letting out a soft laugh and getting up. He moved his hands to Eddie’s face and held them there.
”I dropped it accidentally and I was the one snooping around, Eddie. I’m the one who should be apologizing, not you.”
Eddie sighed. He still couldn’t meet Steve’s eyes and it made him frown.
”You’re not creeped out?”
That question surprised Steve.
”Of the drawings? No, Eds. I think they’re cool.”
Then, Eddie finally looked at him with the biggest puppy eyes ever and Steve wanted to kiss him.
”You sure? I didn’t know what you’d think about them. I know they're a bit—”
”Amazing? Incredible?” Steve smiled softly and pushed Eddie’s bangs back, ”You’re so talented, babe. I don’t think I’ve ever seen myself like the way you draw me. I like it.”
Eddie looked like he was offended and pinched Steve’s hip, ”You are really pretty, sweetheart” he reassured Steve with a smile.
”Yeah, yeah. Says you.” Steve smiled and Eddie snorted a little before leaning in to kiss him.
When they pulled apart, both out of breath, a small grin grew to Steve’s face as he tugged Eddie’s hair, letting it fall out from it’s lazy ponytail.
”I have an idea…”
”And what’s that?”
Steve grinned more.
”Can I ride you?”
Eddie’s breath hitched and Steve laughed loudly as his boyfriend looked at him like he’d grown another head.
He loved to rile his boyfriend up, and this was the perfect time for that.
”You… really?” Eddie sounded so out of breath, more than he was before.
”I think it would look pretty great, right?” Steve purred, glancing towards the hidden pile of drawings, Eddie’s gaze following his.
All Eddie could do was answer a breathy ’Fuck yeah’ before Steve was pushing him down to the bed and straddling his hips.
Eddie didn’t hide his drawings anymore after that.
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sorryiliketoscreenshot · 6 months ago
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○ Chloe △ ST200
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peach-moths · 6 months ago
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they're making ponysonas in the blanket fort
ancient peachmoths art from 2022 the style is very different from what i make now
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princessnijireiki · 2 months ago
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Something that's chapped my ass lately is people sharing news that the FDA is going to stop monitoring dairy, because they are being gutted due to mass firings/layoffs and revoked funding (much the same way that OSHA is being attacked), and then sharing memes... of Upton Sinclair's "The Jungle"... being like, "wow, we* cannot trust the food!!"
They are genuinely not seeing the irony that they are MISSING THE SAME POINTS the audience was missing ONE HUNDRED YEARS AGO. They are not seeing that the public health tactics taken IN RESPONSE TO THIS back then are THE SAME TODAY.
It keeps being about the *"we" the consumer, as a distinct and separate entity from the implied "they" of the laborers. They're missing the entire fucking thesis of the book, because they're going, "Yeah, yeah, sad story, whatever— is THAT what happens to my pork??"
And then, same as pork, because very specifically the FDA and CDC are not allowed to test for diseases in pig farm populations because 100 years ago we found out that shit gets people squeamish, dairy will continue being subsidized, and dairy regs will be transitioned to private corporations' self regulation & management.
And people will CONTINUE TO NOT GET THE THESIS.
And it's such self serving nonsense that it actually lends itself MORE readily to those concerns being swept under the rug, because all you have to do is obfuscate and then stop generating the scary data, so people then think they must be safe. Then they've spent enough energy and focus on that that they continue not giving a shit about the rest of the content of the book!
When it is unfortunately an incredibly topical book!
Stop focusing on the fucking pork! It's not about the pork! I need leftists to READ! Christ!
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agoraphobialt · 4 days ago
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pirate!price who is navegating his ship through the ocean, looking for the treasures that an old wise man once promised.
pirate!price who hears a melody coming from somewhere in the middle of the ocean, and even though it is the middle of the night he walks around his boat, trying to find the source of such a pretty song.
pirate!price who finds mermaid!reader holding onto the edge of his boat, pretty shining eyes staring at him with the most beautiful smile he had ever seen.
pirate!price who definitely knows you are a mermaid, but, still walks closer to the edge.
mermaid!reader who cups his face with the palm of her hand, pulling him closer and closer, making him lean down.
the crew of the boat that screams for their captain to snap out of it before it is too late, they don't want to lose the most important person of their crew!
pirate!price who doesn't resist the beauty in front of him, and decides that he'll die as a happy man just from tasting your lips.
mermaid!reader who is suddenly lifted from the water and into the boat. no one will lose anyone today, and sure the captain won't let you go back to the ocean anytime soon.
better start learning to use your new legs, pretty little thing!
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kuroshitsuji-wiki · 5 days ago
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Chapter 216: The Butler, Tallying
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The new chapter is now out!
The English translation is available on MangaUp! and on other places.
Something is amiss with the number of guests the Nectar Springs Hotel is supposedly hosting, and Ciel and Sebastian head to the much praised Merry Ocean Pier where they catch someone's eye...
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panicsimss · 1 month ago
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First day was a success for Blair! Not only did she get a bit of info about the strange things happening in town, she also made a weird new friend!
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