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mechahero · 5 months

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@outofthiisworld asked- (NIGHTMARE) Blood and flesh dripped from his teeth, mask long abandoned as saliva coated in viscous vitriol and venom corroded bone and melted muscle of the fallen underneath his wake. A thick cloud of smoke wafted across Motor City, a suffocating miasma that would have made Lambda’s lips curl at the stench of ash and fire from the city ruins. But Lambda wasn’t the one in control right now. Lambda hasn’t been in a control for a long time. Not since they found him again. Not since they reprogrammed him again. Hunger all consuming— Motor City descended to chaos as their mayor killed and fed and slaughtered and devoured— a repeating cycle of life and death, brought back to life only to be consumed once again by the cybernetic ouroboros over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over å̵̭̜̰͚͕̹͈̞̯̗̹̩͈͊͋̐̈́ͅn̵̛̤̟̥͇̗̜͑̎̀͒͛̈́̃̈͌̉͐͗̌̎͘͘d̵̟͌͐̃ͅ ̴̞̯͉̱̯̈́̀́ơ̸͖̣̭͖͇͓̳̻̦̲̜̱̝̗̍̀̍̀̏̽͑̇͂̿̀̐͑̋͜ͅv̶̥̘̭̳̘̓͌̒̊͐̓̌͒͌̒̔͋͜ͅę̴̧̛̞̜̪͔̥̳̘͍̏͆̎̓̋͋͆͑͗̈́̏r̶̢̛̯͕̭̗͍̤̆͒͒̂͑̈͂̌̇͝͝ ̴̧̛̥̹̞̳̥͚̣̠̿͋͆̊̐̓á̶̼̮͈̼̘͇̣̘̳̖̤̫̈́̇̓̓̿n̶̨̢̡̛̰̣͎͍͈͈̰̲̬͈̘̦̟͊͛̋̑̎̋̄́̈́̔͗̀̚d̷̗̯̘͖̣͚̼͈̣̤͈̿͆̒̕ ̶̡͔̯͉̼̦̦̊̈́̽̿̚o̵̡̪̤͉̼̣͉̖̘̩̺̮͖͖̼͗̃̂̃̅͂̈̽̓͜v̴̨̢͈̣̪̺̜̘̊̿̀̂̆͗͛̍̓͗͊̕̚͝ͅę̸̢͙̝͕̿̾́̊̀̔̾͜r̷̢̮̅̓̓͌̚͝ ̶̘̜̩̟͉͇̤͎̞̾̂̾a̷̵̛͎̗͓̰͍̫͖̬̙̘͚͉̋͒̉̊̋̆̏̌͋̈́̾̿̕͘͘o̸̢̗̦̺̩͇̰͙̖̖̪̥̪͚̻͓̎̏͜ṿ̷͎͔̱̬̠̺͉̀̈́̍̈́͑͋̚ͅȩ̶̢͖͇̼̻̫̰͆͑͌̋̆͊̋̆͛̐̾̿͋̆͘͘r̶̢̛̹̦̮̞͎̞̳̫̹̰̫͐͋́̂̒̀̓̂̎͠ ̵̧̲͓̻̲̺̰̺͔̳̩͖̩̥̪̲̏̅̊̽̓͘̚͝͝ą̷̥̝̰͉̤̣̥̞͍̼͇̃ṋ̵̵͙̩̯̥̫̝̭̻̟̝̬͍̫͖̬̙̘͚͉̓͛̀̓̈́̐͒̉̊̋̆̏̌͋̈́̾̿̕͘͘͜͠o̸̢̗̦̺̩͇̰͙̖̖̪̥̪͚̻͓̎̏͜ṿ̷͎͔̱̬̠̺͉̀̈́̍̈́͑͋̚ͅȩ̶̢͖͇̼̻̫̰͆͑͌̋̆͊̋̆͛̐̾̿͋̆͘͘r̶̢̛̹̦̮̞͎̞̳̫̹̰̫͐͋́̂̒̀̓̂̎͠ ̵̧̲͓̻̲̺̰̺͔̳̩͖̩̥̪̲̏̅̊̽̓͘̚͝͝ą̷̥̝̰͉̤̣̥̞͍̼͇̃ṋ̵͙̩̯̥̫̝̭̻̟̝̬̓͛̀̓̈́̐͜͠d̵̝̞̳͎͉͓̻̻̉̀̌͜—̴̡̥̭͕̋ nightmares! (accepting!)

He wakes with a start, a sharp gasp being the first thing to greet his ears. Eyes wild and frantic look up to the ceiling and then the wall. It's dark out. Night had fallen some time ago.

Lambda's heart thuds away in his chest. It was as frenzied and panicked as his mind was. And slowly, he pulls himself up, clutching fuzzy black sheets like they're the one thing keeping him grounded on Earth. He feels sick, sick, sick. The unpleasantness of it all makes his skin itch and it makes him want to hurl. He sniffles. He is not crying. He's not sure if he could cry about it. But he hates it nonetheless.

A shaky exhale. His knees prop up, followed by his hands resting on them as he buries his face into them.

#//OOOOOH #//THIS IS DELICIOUS #//TY BOO!!!!#he's a killer queen... {ic}#why are you botherin' me? {answered memes}#gore mention #death tw #//tagging for this in case #outofthiisworld

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bibibuck · 15 days

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Buck & Eddie in 7.06 "There Goes The Groom"

#buddie #buddieedit #911 #911edit #911 abc #911 spoilers #everything about this scene is absolutely perfect!!!#PEAK HUSBANDISM!!!!#THE HANDSLAP!!! EDDIE'S RESPONSE!!!! THEIR MATCHING OUTFITS!!! EDDIE'S LITTLE “OOOOOH”!#gifs i make

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vergess · 2 years

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Buddy, when racist cunts illegally prevented me from registering to vote by just refusing to accept my papers, I PROMISE YOU shitty guilt trip memes about my inability to vote made everything worse.

You know what ACTUALLY helped?

More than every passive aggressive shit for brains on this website telling me I deserve to me racially harassed for not giving Democrats my soul?

A fucking email from a fucking HERBS AND SPICES STORE that unlike you wretched cunts ACTUALLY HAD VOTER REGISTRATION HELPLINES IN IT.

Every time one of you godforsaken freaks tells me to 'get out and vote' like its cutely trivial and didn't take months of desperate phone calls just to register (IF my registration even WORKED THIS TIME).

If you, like me, are struggling with registration or poll access, try contacting your STATE board of elections.

Request that they send you TWO copies of their registration guidelines. Collect any documents listed in them.

Then, contact your LOCAL board. Tell them you would like to register IN PERSON IF POSSIBLE.

Bring your documents and the two copies of the guideline AND a working cell phone.

If you get ANY trouble AT ALL tell the local person you will call the state board to confirm their registration requirements. Be polite, but do not leave. Put the phone on speaker.

Most of the time, the local person who is doing Actual Serious Federal And State Crimes will give up at that point. If not, the person at the state board will generally outrank and overrule the local one.

Make a note of the names of both the local and state official.

Then, and this is the most important part:

CONFIRM YOUR REGISTRATION WAS FILED.

It may take a day or two for your registration to appear.

Unfortunately, if it's been a week, you're going to have to repeat the process.

Take the names you noted previously, and contact the state board again. Report that these people denied you registration on this day, in spite of you providing these documents, then list all the required papers you collected.

The person at the state SHOULD be able to direct you from there, but the process varies hugely by state.

Good luck to you all.

ETA: I was able to vote eventually, BTW. It took far more work than it should have. Physical injuries were sustained. But I did get to vote!!

#voter disenfranchisement #i may or may not be registered at this point #but i've only been trying since JUNE!!!! THAT'S FIVE FUCKING MONTHS!!!!#I HATE WHITE PEOPLE #ALWAYS GODDAMN ASSUMING THEIR EXPERIENCES ARE GODDAMN UNIVERSAL #OOOOOH ITS SO EEEASY OOOOH JUST GO VOTE OOOOOH #Yeah dude its so easy to be racially tormented for months on end #then told my duty to my tormentors is to vote for people who are merely apathetic to my death instead of ravenous for it #goddamn fucking assholes i cannot imagine a more demotivating fucking thing

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thepunkmuppet · 3 months

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on the subject of the new magnus protocol. RRRRARAAAHAJKAKKSUWJLWOOWHEVDNKDPFOEUEGHWPEPRIJEBWVKWLSLIDHENWLSKHEHEKWWOUEHEBDKDLEIEHWBIWOEJDBDBEKEKOELRURYEPPWKFBVEJWLPAPWIUEBRHRKLDLSPWKJENRIELLEJRBRKJWKWKWLLSOIEBRVJELSPODUEHGEJSOALWOWOUEVDCODLEPPWOWUSGUEKEBHFOOFEYWHWOCJURPEPWLDJGEJEKEAJHAJDKOEWIHWGSIEOEOUEGEVDNCKLEOQOIEIRHRHEKODKSBWJWOOPOOPOYGEHKWKSJSHHWNKWLSLJEEBRKLELPWPWHEVDBKEEIEGNSOENEHELEPRLRHHENEKEPEJRGE

#THE SCREAM I SCRUMPT #WHEN I TELL YOU I LOST MY MIND #I WAS SAYING ALL DAY OOOOOH FAMILIAR VOICE MANIFESTING GERRY KEAY #I DIDNT THINK IT WOULD ACTUALLY HAPPEN OH MY FUCKING GOD #AND GEORGIE AND FUCKING GERTRUDE ROBINSON???????????#OH MY ABSOLUTE GOD #LITERALLY UNTIL LIKE TWO MINUTES AGO I WAS PACING ROUND MG KITCHEN FUCKING SCREAMING #tmagp #the magnus protocol #tmagp spoilers #the magnus protocol spoilers #tma #the magnus archives #magpod #gerry keay #gerard keay #gertrude robinson #georgie barker #ik i already tagged this but HUGE MASSIVE SPOILERS

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hothammies · 1 month

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two guys arguing at the aquarium? must be lovers (fic)

#posting something more self indulgent for my birthday #my favorite tragic ship oooooh #yet again based on another fic that i absolutely fucking love but also you can see it as the canon date they have on 7/29 #fic is called marigolds go read it NOW arguably one of the best fics ever made.#persona 5 #shuake #goro akechi #akira kurusu #ren amamiya #sammi's art

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silly-little-zio · 19 days

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hi! fun fact:

commenting “free palestine” on a post made by a jewish person simply living their life is actually not activism! it is antisemitism. hope this helps! :)

#am yisrael chai #israel #jewblr #i stand with israel #pro israel #antisemitism #free palestine from hamas #jewish #bring them home #free gaza from hamas #free palestine #oooooh i’m crosstagging #ooooooh so scary #some of you guys need to hear the fucking truth #leftist antisemitism

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p1nkshield · 6 months

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Jason: What are you making?

Dick: Haute cocoa.

Jason: Hot cocoa?

Dick: No. Haute cocoa. I am making the best, and fanciest cup of hot chocolate in gotham.

Jason: Is that a cup of corn starch? How much milk are you using?

Dick: Equal parts!

Jason:...Equal parts?

Dick: I gotta make it thick somehow! All fancy hot cocoas are thick. Now where is Alfred's homemade vanilla...

Jason: mmkay. ALFRED! DICK IS MAKING NON-NEWTONIAN HOT CHOCOLATE WITH YOUR GOOD VANILLA!

Dick: Shh Shh Shh! No nonono please! Why would you tell him that!

Alfred: Master Dick...

Dick: -hOW DID YOU GET HERE SO FAST!

#dick grayson #alfred pennyworth #jason todd #oooooh alfie is gonna get himmmm #Leave dick in the kitchen and he will make chocolate flavored flubber.#Jason: Usually I’m no snitch when it comes to mischief but food crimes... call me Charles entertainment cheese cause I'm a RAT.#Jason knows that it takes a year to make vanilla extract at home.#he knows the expense of good vanilla pods #incorrect batfamily quotes

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purplebehittindifferent · 1 month

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When I said self reflection is good- I did not mean it this literally

Masterpost

prev (3::6) // Next (3:8)

#art #my art #deltarune #reconnecting #reconnecting update #I’m sorry this one feels like it has less meat in it than the others #wahooo #reconnecting player #kris deltarune #gaster #GASTERS HERE???!!!#OOOOOH HE MAD #BUT SO IS PLAYERRRR #DRAMA DRAMA DRAMA #someone on the update announcement said they felt like someone was gonna die #YOURE RIGHT YAYY 🎉#teehee #so many people debating on who big monster is

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acapelladitty · 24 days

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Smoke Them All

Pairing: Cooper Howard/F!Reader

Fic Masterlist

Link to AO3

Summary: Not content with the litany of bruises and bite marks which he has littered across your skin, Cooper decides on something a little more permanent. (2.2k words)

(tw for: spanking, rough play, branding, fingering, orgasm, pain kink, dom/sub dynamics, subspace, allusions to cannibalism, cum eating, mild aftercare)

You hear the swish of his hand as it arcs through the air a split moment before the connecting smack rings out loudly and fresh fire flares in your unprotected ass.

"That's eight, little killer." Cooper muses as his open palm comes to settle against your skin, the flesh feeling raw and heated due to his vicious strikes, and his fingers trace the unseen outlines of his hand prints as they litter your ass. "You're almost warmed up for the main event."

Anxiety laced with a wicked arousal floods your groin, your cunt feeling slippery and neglected as you consider the small metal brand which sits in the nearby fire - the end balanced where the fire was at it hottest to ensure a clean imprint.

The brand had been his idea, a casual and sleazy comment given life by your own curiosity, but the spanking was just an added boon and Cooper was never one to deny himself the chance to dole out a little bit of good ol' fashioned discipline when the mood suited him.

So here you were, braced over his lap as the evening moon shone high in the sky. The surrounding area was dead of life, raiders and monsters having been long snuffed out, and any potential new onlookers had been provided their chance to scarper at the presence of the infamous ghoul. It was luck that the night air wasn't too chilled, not that it would have made a difference to either of you as you set about your combined goal.

The first few strikes had been pretty manageable as Cooper targeted different parts of your ass, quickly and efficiently trying to cover and redden up as much skin as possible while his other hand pinned your lower back to his knees. His tattered jacket flared out from behind him, the ratty ends touching the ground just beside your own fingers as you pressed them against the ground to keep balance.

Cooper, however, hadn't been as impressed with your easy management of his punishment.

C'mon now, little songbird, I want to hear that lovely voice.

And his efforts had quickly doubled as he brought his hand down with much more violence, the next two strikes coming in rapid succession as they glanced off the fullest part of your ass and stole the breath from your lungs. It was like being struck by metal. Hard. Unforgiving. And so fucking good.

He got the reaction he wanted as your playful groans dissolved into pathetic squeals when his fingers groped at the stinging flesh, your knees pulling together as you smeared the growing wetness that was developing between your thighs. The following hits were much the same, his accurate hand having targeted the same patch of skin until you could feel the heat buzzing free of the abused flesh as small whimpers stole from your throat freely.

"You're lucky I ain't using my belt, darling." Cooper growls as he disrupts your thoughts, tugging at your hair to force your head back enough to gaze up at him. "Cause the welts that leaves would paint you purple for a week and give you a harsh reminder of it every time that fine ass wanted to sit down anywhere."

"Yes, sir." Fumbling over the words, your fingers scratch against the dirt of the ground as your cunt feels swollen and painfully abandoned. You swear you could feel yourself dripping with mess but since he hadn't commented on it yet, maybe not.

"Might even use the buckle." Your scalp burns from his rough grasp and the extension of your neck makes breathing difficult as he continues. "Let it tear strips off you until you're a sobbing mess just crying out and begging for me to let up on you. You want that?"

Rubbing your thighs together at the open threat, you gasp and whine under his grip. From this position, you are barely able to make out his expression as your vision is also limited by the unshed tears which gather in your eyes, vision blurring due to the pain and frustration.

"N-no, sir."

"Good answer, darlin', cause i don't want to delay the next part any longer than we need to. You think you're ready for it?"

His hand releases your head and you nod frantically as fear lances your heart. A little masochism was fine by you, hot as fuck actually as it made the pleasure all the sweeter, but the brand would hurt like hell. Your heart beating a messy tune in your chest, your breath stutters as you feel him leaning over you to snatch up the brand from the fire.

"You gonna lie there like a good girl while I fix and mark you up? Hmm?" Cooper asked, his hand spreading your ass as textured fingers roll over the area he intends to mark on your right ass cheek. "I've got the rope ready to go if you can't hold still and let me make a clean print."

"Do it, Cooper." You gasp out, body shaking with anticipation as your eyes squeeze shut, preparing for the hurt to come as your hands visibly shake against the dusty ground. "Make me yours. Only yours. Make it so that everyone in the wastelands can see who the fuck they're messing with if they mess with me."

"Language." Tutting his disapproval with a playful hypocrisy, the rough excitement in his voice speaks of just how eager he was for you to have this mark. Well, that and the way that his cock remains pressing between you, the rock-hard length digging into your stomach with every slight movement as he speaks again.

"After this you're mine. Anyone else touches you then I take their throat. No mercy."

"No mercy." You repeat, almost a hypnotic babble as your breathing grows more and more erratic and anxious.

"I don't claim much in the wastelands, darlin', so you be good to me and I'll make sure that you never get the chance to forget what it means, you hear?"

"Goddamn, Cooper. Just do it! Mark me, brand me, give me something. Just- FUCK!"

It was nothing compared to the previous spanking.

The pain is indescribable as the metal presses harshly against your skin, searing his initials into the reddened flesh of your ass. You bury your scream in your forearm, tasting blood as your teeth clamp together roughly around your own flesh, and it's only his hand - hard as steel and twice as unforgiving - which prevents you from bucking in place to avoid the horrid pain.

Darkness dances in your vision for a moment as a genuine fear that you're going to pass out clenches your heart but it sweeps through rapidly, leaving you teetering on the edge of consciousness for only a few seconds.

You don't feel the brand pull free as the metal essentially kills off your nerve endings, the damage welcome as it dulls the initial shock. Rather, the initial sear is quick to settle into a vicious pain which is more like a deep, heated ache that sits beneath your skin.

"Cooper." You howl, fingers scrambling against his closet leg as you desperately seek something to cling onto as a wave of nausea rolls through your stomach. "Hurts."

Violently sobbing at the residual ache, you remain pinned in place as his free hand audibly drops the brand to the sandy floor before his fingers return to your ass. You can't feel him ghosting his digits along the wound but you're fairly certain that's what he's doing as a rumble of approval slips free of his chest.

"I know it hurts like a motherfucker." Cooper exhales, his roughened voice holding a giddiness as he watches you struggle to keep control of yourself. "But you did so well, girlie. Took it better than most would and I think that deserves a reward."

His fingers follow the curve of your ass to drop and press insistently at your hole - two digits sinking deep as they quickly provide a little relief to the aching neglect which your cunt was experiencing.

Audibly delighted with his markings, Cooper's tone is as predatory as ever as he slowly pumps his fingers into your cunt - following a pattern he knows drives you wild as he continues.

"Smells good too. Ain't gonna lie. Wish I'd taken a strip for myself before I burned it away."

Shivering at that, you moan out something that may have been an encouragement or a denial - your brain too fuzzy to make sense of it as his textured fingers rub along your walls.

"Coop-Cooper." You stutter out his name, sharp breaths feeling hot in your lungs as the adrenaline flushing through your veins - made all the worse by the dual sensations of dull pain and growing pleasure which wracked your lower half - causes a light-headedness which leaves you slack against his knees. "Touch me more. Make the pain go away."

"Can't make it go away, sweetheart. But I can make you forget about it for a minute or two."

With two fingers still curled within you, his thumb slides up your slickened folds until it grazes your clit. Body tensing, you sigh and groan as he teases the sensitive nub by gently circling his thumb across it. It didn't help that the leathered skin was so much rougher than a typical man's and the added sensation of it was enough to make you forget the burn of your ass as you focus on it.

His fingers are skilled and he is quick to target all those sweet, wicked little spots that make your mouth dry and your soaked cunt clench around his probing digits; that bastard thumb of his never letting up its teasing pressure on your clit as he strokes along the engorged nub with a lazy enjoyment. Adrenaline making every nerve feel heightened, your earlier neglect and enjoyment of his hand bring you close to the edge with an embarrassing speed.

"Such a tight little thing." Cooper grunts, his groin grinding against your stomach lightly as he plays you like a fiddle while taking care not to damage the fresh brand. "Can barely get my fingers out with you gripping at them like this. You'd have thought by now I'd have loosened you up at least a little."

Unable to speak, your reply is a mess of jerking nods and gasping pants. But he seemed to catch the jist of your agreement and it causes a low chuckle to rumble through his body.

Slipping a third finger in, the added stretch was all it took to have your toes curling against the air as the building tension in your body snapped into rolling waves of pleasure. Your cunt clenches around his fingers, pulling them deeper as they continue to rub against your sweet spot, drawing your orgasm out until your limbs felt tight and your throat started to burn from the constant whining and pleas that trickle free of it.

Shuddering and feeling faint, you lay limply against his knees, feet touching the ground as you actively fight the euphoric nausea which makes your body feel light and far off. It was too much and instead of facing the aches and pleasures, you allow the weariness to slip within your very bones.

A lurid suckling noise makes your head turn up to the side and you catch the sight of Cooper pulling his fingers free of his mouth, the digits slickened by both your mess and his spit as he messily cleans them off.

"Sweet as honey. Ain't nothing like it." He mutters, mostly to himself, before tilting his head down to meet your eye. "You alright down there? Not gonna pass out on me are you?"

Sighing out as darkness touches at the edge of your vision, you give him a soft smile - bottom lip only slightly trembling as you answer. "Sleepy."

He's surprisingly careful as he picks you up with his impressive strength, hands wrapping around your upper body to right you to your feet - shaking legs barely able to hold even your limited weight - before he deposits you in his lap. Angling your body atop his so that the pressure of your ass on his lap is far away from the fresh brand, your head presses against his clothed chest and you inhale the coppery scent that clings to him like it was a lifeline.

"Then sleep and I'll keep the beasts at bay."

Cooper speaks lowly, the words washing over you skin like a soothing blanket. "Here." His hands wrap the edges of his leather jacket around your sides, the material not enough to cover you completely - not even close - but you appreciate the gesture regardless.

In the warm night air, your thighs coated in the mess of your release and your ass throbbing will a dull ache that was going nowhere any time soon, you focus on the interesting sounds which roll through Cooper's chest as you press your ear against his frayed shirt and allow fatigue to finally claim you.

#branding my beloved but oooooh nastay #fallout #fallout 2024 #cooper howard #the ghoul #cooper howard x reader #cooper howard x you #ghoul x reader #ghoul x you #cooper howard smut #fallout smut #fallout prime #walton goggins

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pikesbasin · 7 months

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arthur morgan, colter

#arthur morgan #red dead redemption #red dead redemption 2 #arthur morgan gif #rdr2 #rdr #gamingedit #gaminggif #rdr2edit #gaming gif #*arthur #*gifset #*mine #my first gifset in about 8 years oooooh i am nervous #hi

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comickergirl · 2 months

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Bluesky (with a bit of Tumblr assist) Color Wheel Challenge! I want to stress that all of the red/orange suggestions folks sent in here were so good. Genuinely went back and forth on a number of them. Thanks so much for sending 'em in! :D

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hyunpic · 2 months

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY HYUNJIN 🖤

#hyunjin #skz #bystay #staydaily #gifs #stray kids #love u with every fiber found within me. no one has ever impacted my life quite like you #i will be thinking about you even at the ends of the world #I WILL NEVER LET U GOOO O OO OO. OOOOOH my everything forever and ever like we are 4lyfers for real #if he asked i would hand pick stars from the sky for him just like flowers #😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞❤️❤️#idk why im getting so emotional rn like woah hh h woahhh woahhh #ive never been more proud and excited to be a fan of someone #the passion love and care u put in to everything u do is unmatched and #im looking forward to future knowing how u want to improve at things u love #even though to me u are perfect rn as u are #but the thought of u wanting to show us even greater things in the future makes me vibrate #thank u for being u and bringing light and love to my life every day 🥹#i hope the whole universe brings u all the love back u give to it #YIPPIEEEWW MIGHT OF SHED A TEAR #HAPPY BDAY MY LOVIEEEEEEEEE ILYYYYYYY

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little-mari-on-a-roof · 11 months

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Moodboard for when one of your posts suddenly gets a huge amount of notes for seemingly no reason

#thank you kelly buggachat bc now people keep calling me so smart and being like ''oooooh'' at what i said lmao

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kazuhas · 6 months

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🥰

#loona #loonawork #artms #artmsource #femaleidolsedit #femadolsedit #kpopdols #kpopggedit #kpopedit #kpopco #dazzlingidolsedit #idolady #chuu #kim jiwoo #heejin #jeon heejin #*#oooooh how i missed heechuu and their hugs

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transvampireboyfriend · 5 months

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Teacher AU

Eddie who studied to be a music teacher but right before graduation Corroded Coffin takes off. It's fast, they have to mail him his diploma to avoid a crowd of fans at his classmates' ceremony.

But it goes as fast as it comes, a few years of touring and then popularity wanes. Eddie is not bothered by it, neither are the guys, they enjoyed it while it lasted, yet they all knew they couldn't live like that for the rest of their lives, so it's all for the best.

Eddie lives off of album and merch sales and writing songs for other bands and artists now. This is when his best friend, Chrissy, tells him she heard the music teacher was retiring at her old pre-school.

Eddie applies for the vacant position, fearing they won't like his former star status but ultimately, after a good interview, he gets the job.

Steve who became a pre-school teacher and started teaching as soon as he could. He lives with his best friend, Robin, and coaches the town's junior basketball teams (both boys and girls) on his off time.

Steve who's nearing his thirties and getting a little frustrated with his love life. No matter how many dates, no matter how many 6 month relationships, no matter how many 1 year and a half and moving in together debacles, he still just never quite fits his partners, he never feels that thing, that excitement everyone talks about. No matter how amazing the person. Robin calls him an idealist, says he's being naïve. Steve sticks by his instinct to hope for more.

Steve who stares (a little slack-jawed) at the new music teacher for a good minute when he comes pick up his kids. Trying to take in the wild hair pinned up by a pencil, the glasses around big cow eyes, the tattoos peeking out of his long sleeves, the dimples.

He was aware Mrs. Wallace retired and a new teacher was brought on, he just hadn't expected his heart to race at the mere sight of him.

Steve completely misses his name, has to ask him to come again when those beautiful brown eyes get a mischievous sparkle and look expectant, like he got stood up waiting for an answer.

"I said it's nice meeting you" the new teacher repeats

"Oh! Of course! You're very nice. I mean it's very- It's nice meeting you too" Steve says and forcefully shuts his mouth, pressing his lips into a thin line.

The new teacher's smile just gets bigger and he nods and leads the kids to his class.

Robin thinks it's beyond funny that Steve doesn't know the new teacher's name, but she refuses to explain, refuses to tell him what it is and encourages him to find out on his own.

Steve approaches the guy in the teacher's lounge at lunch.

Beyond whatever the hell makes Steve's brain functions jump ship when he's around him, Steve does think it was rude of him to stare and not even introduce himself when they first met.

His mother may have been real shitty, but she didn't raise someone impolite.

"Hi," Steve starts, making the other man look up at him from underneath his glasses. Steve looks away for a second to avoid getting lost in those eyes.

"I think I owe you an apology," Steve starts, the other teacher raises his eyebrows and lowers the book in his hands.

"I'm sorry?"

"That's my line," Steve points out, he's rewarded by a small laugh and dimples, "I was rude," Steve explains, "I was staring and I didn't even introduce myself. I'm Steve." he smiles and extends his hands to the other man.

"I know." the guy says, smiling big enough to show his teeth, but gently taking Steve's hand in his own "I told you, they were nice enough to put all the names in my schedule, remember?" he says,

Steve freezes.

How come he didn't think of that? His schedule is the same, all schedules for teachers have everybodys' names. They even distributed new schedules for everyone when the hiring decision was made, Steve just hadn't bother to look at it yet, knowing the important bits hadn't changed.

Steve would facepalm if his dominant hand wasn't otherwise occupied.

"Uh-" Steve starts, thankfully the other man cuts him off,

"Hey," he says, with the kindest eyes Steve has ever seen, and still gently holding Steve's hand, "It's cool. I get it." he tells Steve,

Then he asks, "Are you a fan?"

Steve stares again.

Excuse him?

Judging by Robin's smirk accross the room, Steve's face must be as red as a ripe tomato.

Steve yanks his hand back.

Well, that's presumptuous. Just because Steve isn't very good at thinking whe he's around him, doesn't mean that- Sure, Steve came prepared to flirt with him, but he does not appreciate beaing treated like he's easy.

Steve frowns at him before turning around and promptly walking away. He guesses he'll have to go check his schedule if he wants to know the name of this jerk.

#stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #steddie au #steve x eddie #steveddie #steddie headcanon #.#bonus when robin meets Chrissy shes like oooooh. oh wow. love does exist #steve is that vine of the lady on the bus yanking her hand away agagshsjsksjs #sorry if this isn't at all legible. I don't know if the confusion is clear here idk idk im sleeby

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