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retropopcult · 7 months
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Back to the Future (1985)
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turns-out-its-adhd · 7 months
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I wonder if I can just give people a little note with "what I wanted to make you for xmas/bday/random gift if I didn't have such terrible time management skills and almost no follow through on tasks"
I love my friends and I'm always thinking of things I'd like to craft or create for them but I never get my shit together to finish them. The worst one was finding the shirt I got my for my Dad, and started an embroidery of a little bat on the pocket. He passed away and I never finished it for him.
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yogadaily · 5 months
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(via Il Rage yoga combatte il cattivo umore con alcol e parolacce | Yoga, Benessere, Cattivo umore  || Curated with love by yogadaily) 
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ginger-by-the-sea · 8 months
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kobayashisoul · 2 months
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》 Distracted 《
Gaara reall didn't know what was going on with him.
It's been a year since Raziela returned to Suna and for some Months now, she worked as his personal Assistant. They could talk about everything, enjoyed each others Company, simply could be themselves. And especially for Gaara this was a completely new Feeling. He didn't know what these Feelings really were, it felt really different from what he felt towards his Siblings.
Everytime she was near, his Heart beats faster and a warm Feeling grew inside his Chest. As if he was ... nervous when Reeze was near. And he didn't understand it, didn't get where this came from. Yet he didn't talk about it with his Siblings, but he definitely would. He was sure that these two could help him with that "Problem", especially Temari. They always helped him.
But even he didn't know these new Feelings, he couldn't deny that he enjoyed to feel like that. He really liked it when he was with Reeze, enjoyed her presence, her Voice. He enjoyed how she took care of him in her own way: Making sure he ate, drank and that he sometimes took a little break. She took more care of him that he did for himself. But why would she do that?
When she had Days off, between his Paperwork and Meetings, he often catched himself being very distracted, thinking about the blue haired woman. He was really confused because he never felt that way before, but ... yeah, in his own way he loved thinking about her when she wasn't around. Even he didn't have the slightest Idea why.
The young Kazekage was often distracted by these Thoughts.
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Art (c) pun_shun on Instagram
Raziela Kobayashi (c) @xkobayashisoulx
Sabaku No Gaara (c) Masashi Kishimoto
Naruto & Boruto (c) Masashi Kishimoto and Mikio Ikemoto
This Picture was a Comission for me from pun_shun on Instagram. I am NOT the Artist of this Artwork. I have the Artists written permission to upload this drawing to my Social Media. ⚠️
Without my written permission you have no right to recolor/repost/trace/edit/use this in any way. ⚠️
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mtkanjon · 20 days
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pretty much every morning now
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maryjaneszombies-blog · 2 months
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Scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling mindless scrolling mindless scrolling scrolling
I can't keep myself off of my phone I just keep scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling mindless scrolling mindless scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling
Just trying to distract just trying to survive the day
Scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling scrolling
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shitpostempire · 1 year
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ayatxt · 4 months
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drowning in my sorrows
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⇢ ˗ˏˋ 16 december 2023 7:08pm ࿐ྂ
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pratchettquotes · 2 years
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"I'll tell you," said Vimes. "A monarch's an absolute ruler, right? The head honcho--"
"Unless he's a queen," said Carrot.
Vimes glared at him, and then nodded.
"OK, or the head honchette--"
"No, that'd only apply if she was a young woman. Queens tend to be older. She'd have to be a...a honcharina? No, that's for the very young princesses. No. Um. A honchess, I think."
Vimes paused. There's something in the air in this city, he thought. If the Creator had said, "Let there be light" in Ankh-Morpork, he'd have got no further because of all the people saying, "What color?"
Terry Pratchett, Men at Arms
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uselesssubstrate · 20 days
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Can't stop thinking about licking their pretty little cunt until their tdick is nice and ready for me to wrap my tongue and lips around. Hearing my pretty boy whine and moan as I suck on them and bob my head up and down, making them feel like they're fucking my mouth, like they're huge. God making their cute little tdick throb is addicting. Seeing them squirm, legs clenched, even after they're finished coming for me and we're just laying next to each other. I love keeping my cute puppy all needy and ready for me to make them come again until they cover my sheets with release.
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tikus-library · 1 year
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"Distracted"
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Avengers AU - Drabble
Characters: Brock Rumlow x Reader
Posted: Feb 17th
WARNINGS: SMUT, NO UNDER 18 PLEASE, a smidge of angst
Like, Comments, & Reblogs are always appreciated and loved.
**Please Do Not Repost or 'Fix' My Work**
@witchygagirl
It was the sound of his growl, the way his hips snapped into yours, how his fingers dug into your skin as you clawed your nails into his back, teeth sinking into his shoulder to muffle your cry. There would be bruises in the morning, you'd walk a little slower, you could deal with that so long as you got this right now.
"Fuuuuuuuck," he breathed into your ear, "so tight.." Brock grunted softly.
Warmth spread throughout you as you wrapped your legs around him tighter, lifting your hips to meet his, dragging him closer, little whines and whimpers escaping you as he fucked into you. "Brock!" You sounded broken, you could hear it, knew he did too and it didn't matter.
Brock only responded by going faster, driving you to that edge, watching as you dropped your head back into the pillow and screwed your eyes closed, mouth falling open slightly.
After, after you screamed his name, after you clung to him fiercely, body shaking and softening under him– after he rode through your orgasm chasing his own, he kept himself propped up on his elbows, still buried inside of you wishing this wasn't a thing that both of you never spoke about.
In the morning you would be gone, his bed would be cold and empty, still your scent clung to his sheets and it drove him crazy. When he spotted you later in the day he would jeer and Jack would make a joke, you would scowl and threaten to call HR.
But right now? Right now he pressed kisses to your lips, kissing along your neck and soaking in the sound of your soft hum, a thrill working through him as you rolled your hips up.
"Again?" You asked, laughter coloring your voice.
"Got a problem with that?" He asked, voice rough, god only you could do that to him. You didn't know that he struggled to keep from coming as soon as he pushed into your tight cunt, that as you stumbled into his place his heart skittered slightly as you undressed in front of him. He touched every inch of your soft skin, lips following the trail of his fingertips, he loved the way it made you squirm and gasp. Left little bite marks that could be hidden, grinned like a mad man when you cursed at him for it.
There was something in your eyes for a second before it disappeared behind mischief, "fuck it, if you think you're old man heart can take it!"
Brock growled, nipping your neck, "show you what this old man can do–"
You cried out at the nip, "Brock! No marks!"
"Uhh- huh," he rolled his eyes and kissed the mark that was already appearing, grinning as he already had you distracted.
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