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sapphicjoy · 1 month
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What percentage of lesbians are bisexual
Hold on. Give me some time to do the math. I'll get back to you when I have the answer.
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goodmorrowing · 2 years
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oh the great internal battle. kiss the baby goodbye and risk waking her up or don't and leave on time. what a choice.
Which one is she gonna choose
depends on how many warnings she's racked up from being late already
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cynautica · 1 month
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a silly workaholic shrimp and his even sillier primate companion
half.alive - creature
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gunsatthaphan · 3 months
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"actually I prepared something too."
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kolbasos · 4 months
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i wish borderlands fandom was alive...
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sappho-official · 10 months
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just started vlr, really enjoying the cast!!!
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I love how when you're in small fandoms you follow literally anybody who even mentions something related to said fandom
like,,, it doesn't matter that they're probably 10 or only made posts about characters you hate or has long since moved on from the fandom
idk idk I just find it hilarious how I see the exact 5 people in every notes whenever I check out the tag for the show, movie, book, etc
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x49z · 5 months
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I am having too much fun making these I might just quit art
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emi-g · 5 months
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In 2024...we finish the fic.
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theflikchic · 2 months
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JKR really wrote "I am not transphobic! I don't fear trans people! I'm just absolutely terrified that every trans woman I see is a secretly an abusive man waiting to rape me at every turn!" Girl, I- I just- How did this woman ever manage to write a good, narratively coherent series when she can't even keep her damn tweets straight? Like, hot dog, was HP divine intervention because there ain't no way she had that skill and it just vanished like that. This is ludicrous.
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iheartmoons · 11 months
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ummmm life is so sad when ur emotionally and socially and physically drained
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skrunksthatwunk · 4 months
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pienhime · 10 months
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kaqura · 1 year
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he's such a weirdo omg
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palfriendpatine66 · 3 months
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Thirsty Thursday (?)
Aka your pal has no self restraint. Here’s the intro to the wiggles au - we should really call it something else - for now let’s go with Infinite Happiness
When I meet somebody new I say: How do you do? How do you do? How do you do? When I meet somebody new I say: how do you do? My name is Ben! It’s nice to meet you!
“You lost or trying to make your escape while you still have the chance,” a soft voice drawled from the dark.
Anakin jolted to a stop, arrested by the intriguing sound. He was lost, although suddenly a lot less concerned with that fact. He hadn’t been paying attention to where he was going, watching the final laps of the race he’d much rather be attending on his phone as he made his way to the bathroom before he was subjected to an agonizing two hours of nonstop Infinite Happiness - Live in Concert, his preschool twins most favorite singing group in the whole world. He’d just had to go and buy the concert tickets when Padmé said she hadn’t been able to get a hold of any herself, only thinking of the dual win of being the hero in their eyes and one upping their mother while he was at it, not stopping to consider the astronomical loss that having to sit through the concert would be.
Anakin caught sight of the shadowy figure who’d spoken from where they were tucked into a dark corner. Shining gray blue eyes captured his attention and threw all sense out the window and he said the first thing that came to mind. “I'd rather take a power drill to the temple than have to listen to The Happy Song one more time.”
A look of pure incredulity passed over the stranger’s face. They threw their head back with a laugh that drew Anakin in and had him smiling right along with him.
“Cheers to that mate,” the man said. He raised a flask in Anakin’s direction with a nod and then tipped it to his lips with several long gulps that drew Anakin’s eyes to the bob of his throat. “Only way to get through it.”
He held the flask out to Anakin with a questioning tilt of his head, and Anakin found himself step forward despite himself. “What the hell,” he muttered under his breath and brought it up to his lips without breaking eye contact. His eyes teared up as it burned its way down his throat, warmth blooming and spreading through his chest. A thought stuck in his mind as he handed it back - received with a cocky smirk and tossed back far more gracefully - was that those delectable lips were wrapped around where his had just been.
“What’s your name, gorgeous?”
Gorgeous. “Anakin.”
“Pretty name for a pretty boy.”
Anakin’s cheeks were on fire - and when had it gotten so hot in here? - when he was offered the flask again and drank far more deeply than was wise to hide his face and save himself from having to come up with a response.
What the fuck was happening here? He was a father. He didn’t day drink, for one thing, and not with strangers, for another. Certainly not at children’s concerts. And he hadn’t flirted with anyone since the divorce, let alone ridiculously attractive men wearing eyeliner in dark hallways who looked about ready to eat him alive.
His only excuse for what happened next was he was taken completely and totally by surprise.
Strong, thick fingers wove through his hair and together with the hand that sprawled across his lower back, tugged him forward to waiting lips. They met his own, strong and sure, and parted so that a searching tongue could dart out to lick across his own trembling lower lip, requesting access.
With a gasp Anakin responded enthusiastically, not just granting entry but sucking on the questing tongue that slipped into his mouth like he was starving and intended to swallow him whole. Moaning messily into the increasingly wet kiss, if the sloppy movements could even be called that; they’d already turned into something more, something obscene.
Obscene, Anakin repeated inwardly as his fists twisted into a leather jacket and tight black pants, demanding more and growling with approval when the man’s slighter frame pressed up against his own. Hips that just begged to be grabbed, Anakin only too happy to oblige, ground filthily against his thigh and left little up to the imagination.
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acting-pterygii · 2 months
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die as many times as you want, but you’ll always come back again and again and again… lady fortune.
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