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lizaisdrawing · 2 months
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Thank you all! 🤍
Did not think I’d reach this milestone when I first posted my Wally fanart on a whim one night haha
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theotherendcomics · 3 months
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ukthxbye · 10 months
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When you open your e-mail and someone has kudos’d through your whole Ao3 catalog.
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knightofleo · 9 months
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dyaddu · 4 months
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WHICH ONE OF YOU LEGENDS DID THIS?!! 😲😍
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wonjns · 13 days
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https://soundgasm.net/u/lobbyasmr/M4F-Switching-from-a-sub-to-a-dom-KoreanSwearingNot-EnglishMoansCummingSwitchMaleSubMaleDomChokingNeck-kissingDegradingAftercare2447
my gift to you 🙂‍↔️
‼️nsfw audio‼️
ITS— I……
it’s literally jisung. it’s… it’s literally… oh it’s so deep!%}€}
i’ve been a little too psycho on the timeline today but you just altered my brain chemistry with this one…. omggjdhd
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mirasolarts · 10 days
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sullyfortress · 1 year
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I commissioned @ochomonos to draw my oc Ziri. Look how good she did.
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ringosmistress · 3 months
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lemonguys1200 · 2 months
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Can Sniper take care of Medic who is currently sick? Its fine if you dont do it!!
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Someone got sick 🤒
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aftabkaran · 2 years
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Gohar Eshgi, mother of Sattar Beheshti iranian worker and blogger who was killed under torture in Islamic Republic’s prison. She took off her hijab after 80 years of wearing it in support of Iranian women.
“For our people, for this religion that is killing them, I’m taking off my hijab.”
A lot of people who get killed in prison are forgotten because the regime puts their families under pressure to keep them silent. Nothing has stopped this brave woman from asking for justice for her son even though it’s been years now.
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yungchaeng · 1 year
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sleepover - hayley kiyoko with any member :)))
Sleepover (Twice: Sana)
genre: angsty, suggestive - word count: 493
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Your mind has been hazy for a bit. Every last bit of your thoughts, concentration and desires consumed by Sana.
Sometimes you'd wonder how she didn't know how you felt for her. You often felt like it was written all over your face. If not the way you looked at her, then surely it had to be the way you shuddered whenever she'd trail her soft fingers up your arm...or the way you couldn't help but smile sheepishly when she kissed your cheek for hello or goodbye.
At times you'd be convinced that she knew just how much you adored her, but then she'd call you friend in that gentle voice of hers, and you'd start your cycle over.
Get over it, you'd try to convince yourself. It's better to have her as a friend, than not at all...
How unbearable it is to have someone so close, but so far away at the same time. Sana would hold you, and somehow it would be feel euphoric and tragic at the same time. Whenever she'd play with the rings on your fingers as she blushed and went on and on about some guy she liked, you couldn't truly figure out whether to laugh or cry.
You craved her close to you, but the closer she came the more alone you felt. The sleepover were the worst. For the life of you, you couldn't figure out whether it was hurt, or comfort that you felt when with her then.
There was no way to sleep peacefully next to her. Not with the way she plagued your dreams. Those were full of thoughts of her voice, hushed and whispering sweet nothings as she'd move closer to you. You would watch her as she approached and her soft lips locked with yours. In your wildest dreams, she'd take your hand to find the delicate skin of her tummy and she'd guide you down- all the way until her lips would part and the prettiest gasp escaped them, until she'd have to stifle moans of your name. Moans for you, and only you.
In your favourite dream of all, she'd look you in the eyes and tell you that she loved you - in the way you wanted to be loved by her. If only she'd love you even half as much as you did her, you'd be satisfied.
Although haunting, those were your favourite dreams. Dreams of her. Then in the morning, when the rays of sunlight would shine through your window, you would admire the beautiful person sleeping next to you, and smile. Whenever she'd subconsciously reach for you in her sleep, intertwining her fingers with yours and smiling slightly, you'd be reminded: to at least have, and be able to hold her was the one thing stopping reality from being a nightmare. You might never be able to love her the way you truly did, but at least you had her in your head.
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If you can't search your tags, you probably have the 'exclude from Tumblr search' toggle turned on - it's under blog settings > visibility. It used to be combined with the 'discourage indexing' toggle but they fixed that about a year ago now
OMG WHAT IT WORKS!!!!! THANK YOU!!!!!! It was one of those things I thought was just a result of a broken app but now it WORKS!!!! deleting my last post and continuing to tag everything! THANK YOU!!
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wiirocku · 7 months
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Numbers 6:24-26 (NIV) - “‘“The LORD bless you and keep you; the LORD make His face shine on you and be gracious to you; the LORD turn His face toward you and give you peace.”’
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nyoomfruits · 7 months
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Nooo Ellie!! Don’t delete! Stop it fhejdkd 👀😂
For the poly prompts; What about “which one of you idiots is warming their icy little feet on me?! you need to get that checked!”
With Max/Charles/Lando/Oscar? 🥰
ajdfaskdlj dont worry i'm not ACTUALLY deleting i'm just. in a weird mood about my writing lmao. ANYWAY love these four excellent choice
“which one of you idiots is warming their icy little feet on me?! you need to get that checked!”
Max should’ve known, really. He should’ve known that when he flopped down on the bed in their master bedroom for a little nap he would end up being absolutely piled by his boyfriends.
Oscar is first. Max has barely laid down when he shuffles into the room, e-reader in hand, and sits down next to Max without a word, flipping open the case of his e-reader as he goes. Max fondly rolls his eyes and tucks himself into Oscar’s chest, let’s Oscar’s wrap an arm around him and pull him closer, pressing a soft kiss to the top of Max’s head.
Max dozes like that for a bit, wrapped up in Oscar’s arms, his nose buried in the fabric of Oscar’s t-shirt, comforted by the smell of laundry detergent and the soft patterns Oscar is drawing on his arm with his fingers.
Charles is next, because Charles is a clingy bastard who has some sort of weird sixth sense for cuddle piles. He’s much less gentle about it then Oscar, simply flops himself down into the nonexistent space between Oscar and Max’s body and then makes a happy little noise as Max and Oscar grumble and rearrange themselves to accommodate him.
Max’s arm ends up trapped under Charles’s body, and Charles’s nose is pressed into his neck, and he can feel the soft puff of Charles’s breath ghosting over his collarbone. Oscar’s hand has moved to Max’s hair now, and he’s absentmindedly playing with the strands, still holding his e-reader in the other.
Lando takes the longest to realize what’s going on, too engaged in his Twitch stream to realize all of his boyfriends have gone missing. When he does realize, he loudly complains about being left out and then launches himself at the pile of bodies on the bed.
“Lando,” Oscar wheezes, as the e-reader goes flying and Charles lets out a loud yelp as Lando’s elbow lands somewhere near his abdomen. Max curses and only just manages to avoid Lando’s other elbow as he grabs him by the waist and tries to rearrange them in a way that works.
Lando squeaks, flails his arms around, nearly hits Oscar in the face as he does. There’s a lot of shuffling, and way too many limbs, and when Max finally thinks they’ve got it-
“Which one of you idiots is warming their icy little feet on me?! You need to get that checked!”
“Lando,” Charles and Oscar say in unison, and all right. Fair. Max glares at Lando. Lando pouts at him.
“My feet are cold,” he says.
Max snorts. “Understatement of the year, Norris. Get them off my fucking leg.”
It’s Oscar’s turn to yelp. “That doesn’t mean put them on my leg, Jesus! Go put on some fucking socks you lunatic.”
Lando pouts harder, turns his gaze to Charles.
“If you put your little icicles on my I swear to god I’m driving your car into the gravel during the next race,” Charles says solemnly.
Lando groans loudly and hauls himself off the bed. “What is the point of having three boyfriends if none of them allow you to warm your feet on them. Useless, the lot of you,” he grumbles. But when he returns, he’s wearing a fluffy pair of socks Max is pretty sure are actually Charles’s.
He crawls into bed a lot more carefully this time, slots himself into the free space Charles and Max have created between them. Oscar’s giving up on reading, scooting himself down the bed to lay down as well, and then Max finally, finally gets his well-deserved nap.
Or well. He gets to close his eyes for a good ten minutes, which is when Lando rolls over and absolutely elbows him in the nose, but still. Nice while it lasted.
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amelia-yap · 3 months
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Is there any fanfic or comic of your Derg AU?
@powertaco wrote one! in which weiss has a grand ol' time stealing ruby's hoodies and yang suffers:
it's very silly and i love it
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