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#and I’m back on my hiatus
st-hedge · 11 months
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Have some totk Ganondorf
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mimicmerchant · 10 months
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Karna, I get you’re doomed by the narrative and trying your best, but I think you need a little more than a skincare routine
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hotwings0203 · 7 months
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“Those are some big words,” he purrs in your ear as he sidles around your body, stalking your immobile figure. “You sure you know what they mean sweetheart?”
“If the words restraining order are too big for you, then you’re an even bigger dumbass than I thought,” you snarl, yet unable to stop your fingers from clutching your drink tighter.
You knew you shouldn’t have came to the house party, but when you both have overlapping mutual friends then it’s either sucking up for a night or living as a hermit.
And you’d rather eat hot rocks than let him know his presence scares you
So you succumb to entertaining him for the meantime, the latter option being to run away screaming while simultaneously committing social suicide. He’s too sly, too under-the-radar to actually evoke some suspicion on everyone else’s behalf. His innuendos, downright lewd videos of him jacking off over your stolen jacket, and constant involvement in any social gathering you’re at are telltale signs that he never got over your initial rejection. You can’t even call it out now because you know you’d be labeled as a hypocrite for leading him on and not being as curt as you should’ve been.
But you can’t really be blamed, not when he has everyone wrapped around his ring-laden fingers.
He chuckles at your bite, and leans in from behind you to coo in your ear.
“You sound nervous, baby. Try saying that again with your full chest, go on, I’ll give you another chance to make me feel like you believe what you’re saying.”
His deep voice is low and raspy with barely-concealed lust, and you realize with a jolt of despair why he chose to come up to you towards the end of the party instead of addressing you in the beginning.
Almost everyone here is drunk, the aftermath of the party evident with loose bodies sprawled around the couches or wobbling over to attempt beer-pong for the umpteenth time.
“F-fuck off,” you try to sound confident and cool but your voice betrays you and comes out as a whine, or worse, a plea. You wince as he simpers at your pathetic state.
He can sense you tense up as he slings an arm around your shoulders and neck casually, and goes for the kill.
“Fuck off?” He mimics the way your voice breaks in a high-pitched obnoxious tone, and tightens his arms over your chest, squeezing your soft bits with more pressure.
You want to move, to push his offensive grip off but the truth is you’re terrified. If you piss him off, no one can come to your help. You’re alone with him in a sea of intoxicated bodies, but you don’t exactly want to roll over and show him your stomach.
“Yeah, I’ll fuck alright,” he snickers at himself, rocking his hips into you.
“But let’s get one thing straight. The only reason we’re not fucking is because I dont want to fuck right now.”
He leans impossibly closer, eliciting a barely-concealed whine from you as his long tongue brushes over your earlobe.
“I wanna play.”
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must-be-mr-boggins · 9 months
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For your consideration. 🤌
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dceasesd · 1 year
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how it feels looking for non tim-centric fanfic as a dc fan:
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fangirl-of-the-end · 2 years
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Film Red Law
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lionfloss · 11 months
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Tortilla update: fish shaped
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boundinparchment · 3 months
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breaking in for a second to say that a lot of the recent stuff going on for writers in particular boils down inherently to a lack of respect.
for one another.
for ourselves.
for our hobby.
from readers who passively just assume that a like is enough. that you don’t need to or want to engage meaningfully.
social media trained you all to be passive consumers and let a computer make decisions for you.
change that shit. reblog. comment. tell people you like their stuff. saying “I liked this” is better than a single fucking like on a post that is lost in the void.
and for those who write based on trends and find themselves constantly burning out: respect yourself and the characters you enjoy more. cherish them. stop chasing so much. this hobby isn’t about notes and being popular, it’s about the love (and sometimes the hate) for canon. not everyone is gonna be the next Cassy Claire or Ali Hazlewood or BNF, just be yourself and stop saying something flopped. maybe just make something you love and embrace happiness.
for those who get into the weird nonsense about ship politics and dark content and other shit: see above about changing behavior and stop engaging with shit you don’t want to see. change your filters. block tags. like you’re capable of using tools given to you instead of harassing people off the face of the internet and being a faceless bully.
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mirkwoodmunson · 1 year
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smoking with Eddie and then you're straddling him and kissing and then a song comes on u really like so you are like dancing while straddling him and he's just watching u and maybe he starts undressing u while u lipsync to the song maybe huhuhu
HUUHHUHUHUUUU 🤪
“i was feelin’ done iiiin~ …”
“babe…”
“…couldn’t win…”
“please can we just—“
“i’d only ever kissed befooo-ooore~!”
“—watch this movie without—“
“you mean she..?! …uh-huh…”
“…christ…”
“i thought there’s no use getting! into heavy petting! it only leeeeads to trouble aaand…” you grab eddie by his cheeks and smoosh your noses together, staring him dead in the eye waiting for him to continue the lyric.
he can’t help it, squeezes his eyes shut and snorts, “seat wetting!”
you squeal and giggle and clutch his head to your bosom now where he sputters with laughter, lets you handle him as you will as you continue along with susan sarandon.
“now all i want to knooow! is how to gooo~!”
you playfully shove him away and he falls back into his pillows with a huff, grinning up at you with shining eyes as you shift up onto your knees on the sheets, singing into the invisible microphone clutched in your fist. with your other hand you point a lazy finger, and eddie pretends to nip at it.
“i’ll put up no resistance! i want to stay the distance!”
you crawl over his legs and as you do eddie cranes himself up while you lean over him, all teasing smiles and giggly and blushing cheeks as he slides hands over your thighs.
“i’ve got an itch to scratch, i need assiiistaaance~!”
his gentle slide turns into an eager grab as he hooks arms around your bottom, yanks you further into him as you yelp and eddie growls, susan continuing the song while your boyfriend devours your mouth in a hungry kiss. you’d teased him and now he had to touch you. when you separate for air you attempt to continue your cadence but it’s softer and a little gravely, hands roaming over eddie who pants softly and starts undoing the buttons of your shirt. your fingers graze the front of his pants and while he utters a light groan, you grin.
“you need a friendly hand, ohh i need aaaactioon~!”
eddie slides your shirt back and down your arms; you’d taken your bra off before movie night started and eddie is just over the moon with this information, uttering a needy sigh as he leans into your chest and offers it his gentle attention. as he kisses and licks, you smile and drop your head back, this time just mouthing along as susan belts out your exact sentiments;
“touch-a touch-a tooouch meee!”
eddie all but growls with a nipple pinched between his teeth, “i wanna be dirty.”
he hooks his hands by the backs of your knees and yanks you into him so you’re forced to lie back with a yelp, your crotch pulled snug against eddie’s hips. you disintegrate into a fit of giggles as eddie sits up and leans in over you, swallows your laughter, and susan continues to serenade over the noisy kisses and soft moans.
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the0retically · 4 months
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Riptide 115 (and 114) be like:
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sunreisets · 5 months
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“The thread can be tightened or tangled, but never broken.”
But what if it tangles to the point it’s almost impossible to unknot anymore?
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incorrectzbone · 8 months
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Ricky, looking through his closet: hey, what should I change into?
Gyuvin, from across the hall and beyond two doors: a better person.
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forestials · 1 year
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Galadriel with her hair bound up, special thanks to Tolkien for that image in particular
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protodoggy · 4 days
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Zooble doodle dump! (Sorry for being gone, I have some more ideas now though!)
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gigglecoffin · 1 month
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I’ll return one day… one day in the future… soon
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gratefulnez · 5 months
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When he- yeah
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