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lobsterlemons · 1 month

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stardew valley save me….save me stardew valley

#this is like christmas for autistic ppl lmao #mr ape please wake up rn #clawing at the walls #stardew valley #sdv #shittiest quickest dumbest edit ever but grrr LESS THAN 30 MINS!!!!!#my stuff

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love-bitesx · 11 months

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HI MIAAA just have... Hobie brainrot... About little details in every day life like 😭😭 him nonchalantly pulling u by the waist so he's on the side of the street facing the road, him towering you in the bus or underground, blocking you from the big mass of bodies or any possible creeps (had my share when bus is too crowded 😭), or giving you the window seat because ita your favorite and that way he can block u from the aisle and protect u like with the street thing 🥹🥹 letting you fall asleep in his shoulder or hugging his arm. Sitting always in the chair facing the door when u go to a cafe or a pub, so he can watch out for any possible threats that could come in and be ready for them, so u can rest assured and enjoy ur time. Letting you play with his rings when you're bored or anxious, holding you tight when you hide a bit behind him if you're too shy when he first introduces you to his friends, his hand giving u a reassuring squeeze. !!! EXCHANGING BATTLE JACKETS <<333333 maybe yours fits him a little shorter but its so cute... Such a bonding act.... Making patches or diy badges for each other's jackets too!!! Painting each other nails and kissing the knuckles for every nail painted 😭❤️❤️ i could go on and on. I LOVE HIM!!!!

VIVI I SCREECHED INTO MY MATTRESS WHEN I READ THIS OH MY LORD ABOVE

i’d like to elaborate, if you don’t mind—

his brain was so wired to protect you that half the things he did weren’t even consciously (cupping his hand around corner of tables or cupboards so you don’t hurt yourself/hit your head, steering you to the other side of the pavement, away from the road, etc.). of course, you knew having spider-man as a boyfriend, you’d be safer than most, but when the mask comes off and it’s just your hobie, dark eyes lidded, watching you through his lashes as he towers you at the packed bus stop, cuffed arm pressed above your head, you knew nothing bad could ever touch you.

something about him mindlessly towering you on the tube just. wow. it’d be packed, rush hour hitting and he swore he could’ve just swung you both to your location, but you refused. swinging made you nauseous, and the tube wasn’t all that bad. if you chose to sit down, his ringed hand would be glued to your thigh, not to be a flirt, but to ease your anxiety, know that you’re safe and that he was there. if it’s too busy, he’d let you play with each steel band, secretly calmed by the sensation.

standing up, however, he’d hold onto the railing on the roof, free hand on your hip to bring you flush against him, grip tightening at every bump and screech of the crooked underground carriages. you know it isn’t his intention to tease you, but the way his body moved around yours at every turn, his cologne and natural scent inescapable with how close he held you, and the incredibly nonchalant intimacy of it all. something about the smirk that sat on his pierced lips, however, made you believe that his intentions aren’t always mindless. anytime you questioned him about it, he’d brush off your accusations, simply saying;

“too many creeps around ‘ere, darlin’. gotta keep you safe.”

he trusts you with every part of him and more, but his trust for other people was non-existent at best. so, at the pub, he always liked to be able to feel you (within reason (or without, actually, he wasn’t fussy)). whether it’s simply your knees pressed together, or you playing with his hands from across the table, arm snaked around your waist or shoulders as you sat next to him. he’d like to keep you away from the door, sandwiched between himself and his mates.

although he insists his intentions are strictly safety-related, he’d be lying through his teeth if he said that the visible rush of blood to your cheeks and falter in your voice as his hand slides across the skin of your thigh under the table, wasn’t an added bonus. the smug prick.

he’d share everything with you, if it’s possible. clothes? yours. no question. jewellery? yours. badges, patches, safety pins with beaded designs? yours within a heartbeat. hell, you even had a collection of guitar picks on your bedroom dresser that he’d been dying to give you after special shows. you had no use for it, but the giddy smile he wore on his face as he kissed it between his lips and offered it to you, who are you to refuse that?

speaking of gifts; if he wasn’t the one and only spider-man (well, of his dimension) then his criminal record would be miles long, purely because of the sheer amount of stuff he steals for you. he’s like a cat. anytime he leaves you for the day, he’ll crawl back through your window with pockets full of tiny trinkets he’d robbed throughout the day. anything he sees that even remotely makes him think of you and he’s slyly sneaking it into his back pocket – and trust me, it’s a lot.

all in all, he’d go to insane lengths to keep you safe, and if he’s able to keep a smile on your face – and a blush on your cheeks – whilst he does it? then he’s a very happy man. loves you more than he could ever say, and hopes these little measures let you know that.

i’m violently in love with this man, i actually need to be sedated

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angelicdevil24 · 4 months

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What do you mean David came home, saw Angel sleeping on the couch in his hoodie and fondly went “What am I going to do with you?” with a ring hidden somewhere in the house

#clawing at the walls #i miss him #where is he #redacted david #redacted angel #redacted audio #redacted asmr

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whalesharkstho · 6 months

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UMMM HI @shepscapades IVE BEEN UNABLE TO STOP THINKING ABOUT THIS PANEL SINCE YOU POSTED IT…. HERE U GO!!!

MORE FANART TO FOLLOW SOON (i hope)

#etho #ethoslab #etho fanart #ethoslab fanart #dbhc au #detroit become hermitcraft #dbhc #CLAWING AT THE WALLS #sharky’s art tag #genuinely losing it if u can’t tell guys #also been listening to destruction by joywave on repeat but that is Unimportant

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wisteriagoesvroom · 2 months

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WE USED TO PRAY FOR TIMES LIKE THESE (footage from the reiss x mclaren fashion campaign)

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#lando Norris #oscar piastri #landoscar #mctwinks #twinklaren #f1 wallpapers #f1 lockscreens #lissie mackintosh #oscar in a leather jacket… i’m climbing the ledge right now #clawing at the walls #the way I opened this on my phone and screeched #so glad I’m working from home today fr #about to have a lot of thoughts about leather jacket oscar #LOTS!!!!#if you squint they’re kinda in the dj lando and getaway driver au #lando and the fleece!!!

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apollos-boyfriend · 6 months

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translation:

hi cellbit!

i’m very sorry that you found out about us being siblings this way.

i can’t put into words how much i missed you all these years.

i’m also very sorry that you’ve had to experience such horrible things during your childhood.

what happened wasn’t your fault, and we can’t go back in time and change the past.

i know that you’re mad over the stuff that took you away from living with me and our family.

but know that i was raised strong and i won’t give up on you so soon. i never gave up on you. i looked for you for all these years and i found you.

from now on, you have your sister back and i promise to stay by your side through thick and thin.

it doesn’t matter what you’ve done or gave up on doing, you’re still family. and you’re my other half.

from your sister, bagi.

#icarus speaks #icarus liveblogs #CLAWING AT THE WALLS #qsmp translation

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transjudas · 11 months

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The way he bounces over and leaves his friends with big big smiles and an even bigger smile on his own face. (x, x)

#clawing at the walls #ray toro #gerard way #frank iero #rank #rayrard #mcr #mcredit #my chemical romance #flashing cw

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edwardteachswombtattoo · 1 month

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Something beautiful about the "death of Blackbeard" as it's presented in OFMD being such a soft romantic experience that is intensely metaphorical, opposed to the literal death Ed was imagining and hoping for himself before he met Stede.

Guys, Stede killed the legendary pirate Blackbeard with kindness.

#ofmd #this fucking show i swear #clawing at the walls

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sad-emo-dip-dye · 8 months

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It’s the way when Akutagawa is lunging towards Atsushi he’s so aggressive but the bite on the very next panel seems so tender I’m shaking

#yk..as if..he doesn’t actually want to hurt him #I’m screaming #clawing at the walls #bsd #bungo stray dogs #sskk #shin soukoku #bsd 110 #bsd spoilers

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memoriesofatimetocome · 3 months

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I'm literally crying

#clawing at the walls #LOOK AT HER #THE FUCNINGWKWIUD #tom cruise

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lightningbig · 3 months

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thinking once again about qpissa breaking point. the 'are we aren't we', the 'we're platonic, its for chayanne!' but then we watch in real time as missa gets propositioned and asked out and people express interest and phil locks on with murder gaze. actively hits people away for even thinking about it. that's His husband.

#clawing at the walls #ty qsmp prison for making it even more apparent how insane they are about each other #rattling them around in my skull always #block game #qsmpramblin

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threestripeslider · 5 months

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i love how Cass dropping the equivalent of a nuke on the Rise community even got me and CJ (MNMC) crawling out of our dens to witness it all

#blue's chit chat #yes we are losing our minds #frothing at the mouths #clawing at the walls #i am chewing concrete rn

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ilovemesomevincentprice · 8 months

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Vincent Price after transforming into Joseph Curwen

The Haunted Palace (1963) // dir. Roger Corman

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mtvcribbage · 4 months

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so incredibly lovable of unlovable mercymorn to say "i didn't want it to be you augustine. the sin needed to be mine"

#CLAWING AT THE WALLS #the way she's willing to take on the sin of destroying the universe again so augustine doesn't have to #the mercymorn brain rot is so incredibly real #SHE IS CAPABLE OF SO MUCH LOVE DESPITE IT AAALLLL #the locked tomb #harrow the ninth #mercymorn the first

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fanaticsnail · 3 months

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(inspired by this post)

Benn Beckman needs more "x reader" fics. If anyone finds some, writes some or crafts some out of marble and stone with a chisel: tag me please. I will write more, myself, but I love reading him.

#benn beckmann one piece #benn beckman x reader #benn beckman #x reader #op benn beckman #benn beckman headcanons #i will take a single sentence #a scrap of thought #a little drabble #a fully fledged fic #a chaptered series #clawing at the walls #one piece

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prettygirleli · 1 month

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Smoke Session, Hobie Brown.

so this is my first lil snippet, (have mercy on a poor soul) and I lowkey have no idea what to do to make this as good as the stories I be reading, so imma wing it and hope it isn't ass.

contains: mentions of marijuana, a little kissing, Hobie being a bit of a bully, n-word usage, it's gonna be a poc reader cus that's what I am, please enjoyyy <3

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you laid on your stomach, your chin resting on your folded arms as you watched Hobie intently. he was sitting across from you on your bed, rolling up as Jhené Aiko played in the background. "Bee?"

"yes?"

"I can smoke wit you this time?"

he raised a brow questioningly, glancing up from his work to eye you for a second. not answering, he brought the paper up to his lips to lick, ignoring your gaze which was heavy on his skin. he'd often roll up and smoke a blunt (sometimes two) when he'd come over, but you'd never smoked with him. lately, though, you became curious, and wanted to try it out.

"Hobie." he looked at you again, finishing up with the blunt in his fingers. "yea, love?"

"can I smoke wit you?"

"are you sure you want to?" you deadpanned, glaring at him with an incredulous look on your face. "you think I woulda asked a nigga for something if I didn't want it?" he smacked his teeth, fumbling in the sheets for the lighter he had taken out earlier. "ight, now, low it. it was a question. have you even smoked before?"

you looked down, playing with a loose seam in your blanket. "once. in my freshman year."

"oh my days-" you threw a pillow at him. "shut up!"

he laughed, deflecting the pillow with his forearm as he looked at you amusedly. "freshman year?" he laughed again, gripping the black tank top that covered his torso loosely, giving you brief flashes of his chest whenever he moved.

your cheeks grew hot as you rolled your eyes. "that's not that long ago. can I smoke wit you or nah?" his laughter quieted down to barely concealed chuckles.

"yeah, sure you can, pretty thing. c'mere." you sat up, and the both of you scooted closer to each other, ruffling the sheets and blankets before finally settling.

"I'll even let you have the first hit." he held the blunt to your lips, and you looked down at it apprehensively, a bit unsure of yourself. you took it from his fingers as he held the lighter up to the end of the blunt, setting it aflame for a small second.

"ight, j's take a deep breath in, hold it in for a bit, and let it out, pretty." he watched you closely, eyes glued onto you as you let the smoke leak slowly out of your pretty and plump glossed lips. you hit it one more time before passing it back to him, and watching him take his hit.

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"y'know, school was really just a scam set up by the government to keep us trapped in this mindset-"

you groaned, interrupting Hobie, this being the millionth time you've heard this rant.

"whaaat? it was, and it still is-''

"okay, but you're ruining my first high in years. can't we just sit here and look at each other? be all romantic and shit?"

he smirked, letting out a low chuckle as he leaned back against the wall and held his arms out for you. "c'mere. I can be romantic if you want. y'know I love looking at you, pretty thing."

with a roll of your eyes and a barely contained smirk, you crawled over to him and climbed into his lap, your legs straddled over his hips. he ran his hands down from your waist, to your ass, and down your thighs, his warm and lengthy fingers spread over your soft skin.

Hobie's eyes were low and red as he stared into yours, leaning his face into your hand on his cheek. the LEDs in your room were a low pink, almost, complimenting the atmosphere nicely, along with Masego playing quietly.

"goddam, love." "what?"

he let out a quiet laugh, a deep one that came from his chest. he began running his thumbs along the back of your thighs before speaking. "you're just so damn stunning, yeah?"

your face grew warm and you looked away, smiling slightly as he brought his hand up to your face and made you look at him. you both kept your eyes locked onto each others, and you felt hypnotized by the deep, rich brown of his irises.

"and I'm absolutely enamored with you."

you let out a long, slow breath, your eyes flicking down to his full lips, his eyes doing the same to you.

"Bee?"

"hmm?"

"I really fucking love you, man." he chuckled at this, wrapping his long and lanky arms around your waist and pulling you flush against him.

"yeah? I really, really fucking love you too."

you placed both of your hands on the sides of his face, bringing his face closer as you kissed him, his lips soft against yours. he let out a quiet and contented groan as he slid down the wall, slumping against your pillows and blankets so you were right on top of him as you two made out. the pace was slow and lazy, but hella passionate and loving. you sat up, your hands on his chest for grounding as you smiled down at him a bit breathless.

he furrowed his brows in confusion as he looked up at you. "what'd you stop for?"

you giggled and tilted your head as you spoke. "I really love this so-"

you were cut off by the music stopping, and your speaker powering off.

"oh, you bitch!"

Hobie's loud laugh echoed off the walls in your room, and you crossed your arms and frowned at him.

'it's not funny." "it's hella funny, love."

#Spotify #hobie brown #x reader #hobie brown x reader #hobie x black!reader #atsv #I'm actually barking #clawing at the walls #screaming into my pillow #foaming at the mouth

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