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everoutoftouch · 1 month

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If you have Spotify reblog this and tag what your number one song on your “on repeat” playlist is.

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somerandomdudelmao · 3 months

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Let me show you one of my original concepts :>

Because. Why not haha👍

Characters refs Masterpost

#ah wait how do I even tag non fandom stuff?#uh #marble sky #marble sky comic #or something?#art #comics #what else #aliens #lol #Idk what to put in the tags so #what are your thoughts on this thing?#I tried to post this on other website but it didn’t really gain much audience lol people was just looking and then silently leaving #I wonder if Tumblr is diffent #Tumblr seems to like aliens much more that Twitter haha

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the-punforgiven · 2 months

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Feel free to say why in the tags, I'm curious

#pun's text posts #I'm curious #polls #wizards #dungeons #towers #???#idk what else to tag this with lol

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yanderespamton78 · 7 days

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Edit since a lot of people seem confused - your "real" name is the name that you want to be referred to in real life. It doesn't have to be your legal name. So if you're trans and you have a different name to whats on your birth certificate, even if not many people call you by the name, it still counts as your real name.

Edit 2 : Holy shit guys please stop reblogging this post my poor inbox im getting like 20 notifs an hour asjfhkajshdkh /lh /srs

#FUN FACT : charlie isnt my real name :]#i decided to go with the name charlie because i didnt wanna use my real name and i like the name charlie #my parents were gonna call me charlie when i was born but didnt in the end #i dont really know why i dont just tell you lot my real name because its a super common name #another thing that using a diff name online has caused is me seeing “charlie” almost as a different person #theres “[wearegonnapretendiputmyrealnamehere]” and then theres “Charlie” and they are two different people in my mind #idk aksjffhkajsshdka #anyways this is the second poll ive made today what is my deal with polls #i should make a seperate poll tag for all my fucking polls that i make #I MAKE A LOT #ill tag all my polls when i think of a good name lol #anyways woah i got a bit rambly there #did i make a whole ass poll just because i thought you might find it interesting that my real name wasnt charlie?#yes. yes i did.#(DO NOT take this as me not wanting you lot to call me charlie i would prefer you use that name over anything else lol)#polls #tumblr polls #random polls

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iraprince · 2 years

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it's time again for the ✨#ADHDCosmicTakeover!✨ my comic this year is about pinballing helplessly between interests and the frustrating feeling of being a "jack of all trades, master of none" (but who said i have to be a "master" of anything anyway? fuck off!)

thank you so much to dreamadoodles for organizing this year! pls check out the tag to see more comics from other contributors 🌠

#ADHDcosmictakeover #actuallyadhd #comic #idk what else to tag this lol! hi #in true adhd fashion i had the layout/draft for this sketched out like 3 weeks before my posting date and i was feeling soooo smug #and then everything piled up and i cranked all the actual work out over the past two days. ha ha #my art

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mossytrashcan · 4 months

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I put her in my pocket and then she literally chewed a hole in it and escaped

#sorry I needed a break from comms lol #harrowhark nonagesimus #harrow the ninth #gideon the ninth #the locked tomb #tlt fanart #tlt #sage’s art tag #griddlehark #bitch idk what else to tag #art

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vellatrelle · 2 months

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So... I started playing Baldur's Gate 3...

#astarion #baldur's gate 3 #he's so pretty #pls #balding gate 3 #cuz im balding💀 idk #astarion x tav #astarion x reader #sketch art #digital sketch #digital artist #art #err #idk what else lol #vampire boi

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navnae · 1 year

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I foam at the mouth every time I see this clip, the fact that Eddie started stuttering when Steve leaned in is killing me as we speak 😖

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borzoilover69 · 3 months

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Hi if youve seen these two posts on your timeline please stop for a second.

Ive been living in a bad situation for a while, i cant do my laundry, i cant do my cooking, and i cant use the livingroom. Im confined to my room unless i plan to go outside and there is a set of rules i have to follow where if i leave any small mess i will be yelled at.

Following a disagreement where they demanded to speak to me at 11 pm and i refused due to having college tomorrow and knowing i would probably be verbally berated to the point of breakdown, they broke into my room and things escalated. They are kicking me out and i have to pack tonight and leave tomorrow. I cant do anything abt the living arrangement due to it being an unofficial contract. (They were a family friend that offered to house me.)

If youve seen these posts please consider supporting me on kofi or on patreon. I dont know where else to go.

#homestuck #hom3stuck #homestuck fanart #idk what else to put here lol #jane crocker #jake english #dirk strider #dave strider #roxy lalonde #ig thsoe work

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rosedom · 4 months

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currently thinking about guys who need to feel full—large cocks up their cunt and ass, cute bulges above their navel from how well they're filled up. i wanna have a guy in my lap all nice n' full, my cock throbbing where it's buried deep in his cunt as a thick dildo is stretching out his ass.

he wouldn't even ask me to move; instead, he'll be sitting comfy but throbbing, his own cock achey, over my thighs. he'd be leaking all over both our laps, a sticky-wet mess, yet he'd just be sweetly dozing, mind muddled and swaddled in soft cotton. i can nudge him or kiss his forehead, and he'll only reply with a lil' mumble or quiet moan.

"comfy?" i could ask, but i'll already know the answer. he'd be dozing, for chrissake—who could doze if they weren't comfy? i digress; rather, maybe i'd ask if he wants to cum. except he won't reply because his ears are overflowing with the cotton in his pretty mind, so that's out of the question.

i think, then, that maybe it'd be best to be quiet. quiet as the guy on my lap is filled to the brim and contentedly murmuring little nothings into my neck; quiet as he is, all full and content.

#lol #top reader #top amab reader #dom reader #ftm sub #ftm smut #sub character #sub genshin #genshin smut #imagine ur fav is the pretty boy #idk what else to tell ya #trans nsft #ftm nsft

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fernsnailz · 1 month

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hello everypony, my shop will be reopening SATURDAY, APRIL 20th @1:00pm EST! most things are back in stock (including the Sonic + Shadow Standee) and i’ll also have some new items available!

you can use code "SPRING" for 10% off 🌸

snailzshop.bigcartel.com

#oough. look at my items boy #snailz shop #i never know what else to tag these posts with. idk ill figure it out later lol

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kitnapz · 27 days

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full illustration! for the crushing feeling you get when you see your immigrant mother trying to find pieces of home at asian grocery stores 😁👍

#png #jpg #and a poem i shant include because i didnt write it LOL this is just an art magazine graphic #asian grocery #food art #artists on tumblr #illustration #digital art #idk what else to tag HAHA

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earthtooz · 1 year

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hurt/comfort blurb based off an ask @missmeinyourbones received :3

gojo x gn!sorcerer!reader, he's ridiculous, lovesick and dramatic in the one but that's how we like him here so. enjoy!!

“where is our couch?”

gojo looks up at you from his phone, grinning at you gently with the small smile that he always wears; one you’ve come to adore over the years. this time, however, it does nothing but irritate you because there is a large, vacant space in the living room that has ‘gojo satoru’ written all over it.

“what do you mean?” he asks but the lilt in his tone tells you everything you need to know.

that one, gojo has everything to do with your missing couch. two, you have fallen for his bait, successfully tricked into talking to him because three hours ago, you refused to acknowledge his existence after a heated argument that ended with you promising to sleep on the couch. yet after one harmless trip to the supermarket, you come back to discover that your bed for the night was missing.

and you know him well enough to know that his giddiness stems from the fact that you’re finally giving him the attention he’s been craving for the past few hours.

“where. is. our. couch?” you reaffirm, emphasising each word so they can get through his thick skull.

“is it not in the living room?”

he sounds almost delighted at this peculiar interaction, seeming proud of himself as his eyes shine with mirth. they bravely look into your frustrated and irritated ones.

“i am in no mood to bicker, gojo,” you begin, “either you tell me where our couch has gone or i kick you out.”

the sorcerer pouts from where he sits on the bed, curling into a ball as he stares up at you. the sight would’ve been more comical if you weren’t so mad. “that’s not very nice.”

“you don’t deserve nice,” you mutter, turning on your heels to walk away before gojo can melt you with those honeyed words of his. from the bedroom, you hear fumbling and rustling, followed by footsteps.

instead of paying gojo any mind, you go to the kitchen counter where you left the many bags of groceries you bought.

he rests his elbows on the kitchen island, subliminally begging for an ounce of your attention whilst you sort through the bags. “would you like some help?”

you give him a brief side-eye before resuming. his pout worsens.

“if i tell you what happened to our couch, will you promise to sleep on the bed tonight?” pleads the white-haired, “with me?”

you sigh, “yes.”

“i warped it somewhere.”

“what?” you almost drop the carton of eggs in your hold. “what do you mean ‘somewhere’?”

“somewhere in jujutsu tech, i’m not really sure.” he cringes at the glare you shoot him. “i was gonna get it back if you agreed!”

that was your last straw. running a hand down your face, you don’t see the way that your lover stares at you with hope from the corner of your eye.

“for goodness’ sake, why did you warp our couch?” you quiz.

“because you were going to sleep there,” he murmurs, “and i didn’t know how else to change your mind.”

“you’re twenty-three, gojo. you should know a thing or two about how to reconcile properly by now.”

his pout worsens at the use of his family name. “i am a man in love, y/n, do you know what they say about men in love?”

before you can even think of a snarky remark, realisation hits you like an anvil. whenever gojo uses his teleportation technique it always… leaves… something behind.

rushing over to the carpet that used to be under the couch, you almost have a heart attack when you lift it up and see the scorched marks that occur as a byproduct. the white-haired leans against the kitchen island innocently, whistling.

“and what are you planning on doing about this?” you shriek. you try to remain calm, really, but it’s hard to do so because gojo has an affinity for driving you to the brink of insanity.

“i will get someone to fix it, i promise!”

“and will they not be suspicious that there are marks in our floor?”

“a little bribery never hurt nobody, and i have a lot of money to bribe someone successfully. plus, i have connections in the jujutsu world!”

you drop the carpet, giving up. “i’m calling shoko to crash at hers for the night-”

“-then i’ll warp her house.”

“can you even do that? a couch is pretty impressive already.”

“so you think i’m impressive?”

“gojo.”

“i don’t know if i can teleport a house but i’m always willing to try.”

you hate him, you decide. “even if you could warp a house, you shouldn’t, because shoko will kick your ass.”

“but you’ll protect me, won’t you?”

you say nothing, merely glancing at your boyfriend before reaching for your phone in your pockets. however, before you could even unlock the device, gojo is beside you, crouched down to your level. he maintains a respectable distance, one that does not invade your personal space whilst fulfilling his need to be close to you.

“are you actually leaving?” he whispers brokenly, completely changing the atmosphere as his eyes begin to shine with tears that threaten to spill.

your words are lodged in your throat at the pitiful sight. whilst some part of your brain curses you for giving in so easily, the other part that loves gojo (who are you kidding, all of you loves him) begins to feel a little bad.

he continues, reaching for your hand to play with your fingers, “please don’t leave. i’m sorry for what i said when we were arguing. i love you,” he pauses for a second before adding as an afterthought: “a lot.”

gojo’s apology, although a little awkward and rushed, is nothing short of endearing, successfully quelling the waves of frustration and anger you’ve been feeling for the past few hours. although the hurt has not completely faded, it’s a little less suffocating to be around him now.

his life is far from normal, you understand that, and you realised that it would be something you had to deal with when you started dating him in your last year at jujutsu tech. but you fell for gojo because of his sporadicity. life may have not been the same ever since, but in a world where all you are gifted is targets on your back in exchange for keeping lives safe, his love is a refreshing oasis for you to return to when all is said and done.

even though he expresses it through unconventional ways, such as teleporting your couch because he was heartbroken at the prospect of being away from you, you think it’s a fair trade.

as a way of accepting his apology, you open your arms for him and the white-haired doesn’t even let a second pass by before he’s crashing into you.

it’s comforting, the way he holds onto you like you’ll slip from his grasp otherwise. “i’ll go get our couch back soon,” he mutters into you, squeezing your waist a little tighter.

“we’re having a moment, gojo, please don’t mention the couch or i’ll be angry again.”

“sorry,” the white-haired raises his head to look at you, “can i at least get nickname privileges back?”

“you’re ridiculous,” you huff, “no.”