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dovewingkinnie · 2 years
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splatoon 3 spoilers
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splatoon 3 spoilers its ok they’re just having a moment i dont think grizz would like humans after what they did to the earth and sending him into space so he’d probably be mad about tartar wanting to bring them all back thats just my take though
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timandlucy · 2 months
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Not only has The Rookie been more promoted this year than ever probably, but they are using Chenford as a promotion tool (as they should) and I love it sm.
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monards · 5 days
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i need to go on meds
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rockingrobin69 · 2 years
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Rain or Shine
Saturday is sunny. After a whole week of miserable weather, it feels almost like a dream: chasing each other outside, rushing not to miss it, not to miss anything. Running like idiots on the grass, colliding with a heavy thud and breathless laughter. Everything is open. His heart and the fields and the sky. Walking hand in hand, trying to keep quiet for the birds, for the squirrels, for the foxes. Winding down to the stream, lively and gushing and full, banks carefully covered by golden-brown leaves. Moving in small crunchy steps. It should be impossible, for days to be like this: it’s sunny, and the air is so fresh it hurts with every breath. Real, real. Luminous in his chest and ever so clear. Falling into open arms, unable to contain it. The smell in the groove of Harry’s neck is familiar, and so, so sweet.
Sunday is wet again. They stay in: not so much a decision, more a gradual sinking into the blankets, into why not make another cup of tea. Into each other, low moans tucked in flushed skin. Going slow, slow, drizzling kisses, syrupy movements heavy with intent, with affection. The brush of every fingertip singing: here, this. It shouldn’t be real. But it is, keeps being in tiny touches, in hair flicked from eyes and in groans, can’t, ahh, can’t, love, please, oh, love, love. Holding on the brink as long as he can, then bursting, a downpour of pleasure cascading down every nerve ending, bright and heavy. Melting with it, fingers finally unclench on a sigh.
Monday is gloomy, rolling out of the duvet with a thunderous end-of-the-world grunt, although it definitely isn’t. Not even close. A quick, sleepy kiss, bye, darling. See you later. Grey morning leads to grey afternoon. Then to evening. The promise of later fulfilled, finally, finally at the door. Blowing in full of determination, winded from outside, from the cold and from the not-here, only to stop still and stare. Harry, of course. In slippers, in joggers and his old hoodie, the one Draco often steals, leaning against the counter with his articles, glasses askew, cup in his hand. Put aside in a hurry. Lighting up in a bolt, hello, darling. So glad you’re home. It shouldn’t feel this good, simply standing together like this, but it does. Real, Draco knows, it’s real. Somehow.
Tuesday is horrid, storming through every window in flashes, in rain, turning to hailstones on Wednesday. Thursday is cloudy. Friday can’t make up its mind, occasional spitting to fully fledged flood to clear sky. Then it’s the weekend again. And another week. Time keeps passing just like this, every day the same, every day different, and all of it real. All of it here and theirs. Draco can’t really fathom how he got to have this, but it’s everywhere, all around him, the life they built for each other, with each other.
It rains on Saturday. Or maybe it doesn’t. It doesn’t really matter.
(Day 24 of @flufftober​! Find all previous ficlets here, or on AO3)      
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ive become a DC girlie, im gonna make nightwing puke so hard he blacks out
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jngles · 7 months
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Why did Orpheus turn?
Assured of his many talents
Raised and beloved by muses
Using his voice as a shield of men
Already confident in his love’s devotion
Now acquainted with the pathway to hell—
Tread only for the sake of others
Just a few more steps until he’d won
How could such a man falter in faith
Certainly not from doubts in Eurydice
But maybe some in the demons left below
And what joy they would truly allow him
Maybe he couldn’t help but feel
The pull of the underworld calling him back
Now that it couldn’t be unseen
And it was that abyss he was looking for
As he gazed right through the pale
Fading light of Eurydice’s eyes
This love had triumphed over nature
But perhaps his own steps into the light
Became his sole focus and he forgot
The journey was made for partnership
For what is the purpose
Taking such a steep risk
Painstakingly climbing in tandem
Investing in the future with each step
Learning how to transport a soul
What was it all for if in the end
He was still alone with no one to blame
But his impulses that he valued higher
Than giving Eurydice time
To find her own light next to his
I worry what will become of him
Where he will wander and who he will meet
Whether he will keep his head
Without me there to hold him together
But Persephone chides me to remember
It was he who cast me back to hell
All the worse because of how far
We’d traveled to escape it
She says I was placed in the back
Because there was never a doubt
I would catch him each time he stumbled
Even if I wasn’t yet solid again myself
Down here I’m becoming something new
Or maybe I’m returning to what I once was
I could feel the change swallowing me
The second he turned around
Eurydice as she was can keep her Orpheus
Forever linked in earthly memory
I will embrace the life I’m finding in death
And bathe in the glow of a million souls
Not get lost in the shadow of one
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elialys · 1 year
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Thank you for your answer, you're right. In the first gif it's clearly Josh's back and now that you talk about the hands... Those are anna's hands for sure... The fifth gif and the way she moves against him *faints*
No wonder it gives you inspiration!!! Happy writing
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You're welcome! That scene certainly has helped me write quite a few of my P/O smut scenes since 2012 😂
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ectospasms · 2 years
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that post threw a fucking nuclear bomb on the entire mcr community my dash is solid back to back posting about that fucking post
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randomalistic · 4 months
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Selfshippers who ship with weird/unappealing characters. I love you. Like hell yeah you go get with Mr Crocker. Go get with lord faarquad
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lillhappycloud · 7 months
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I have feelings about how these two are mirror opposites in reaction to monstrous trauma.
I have spicier stuff on my Patreon.
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animatedtext · 8 months
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requested by sylergravestone
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daigah · 5 months
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We lose everytime a girl in fiction who is on the masc side and happy with it becomes very feminine as a supposed sign of maturity
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theeroticlover · 1 month
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Us....
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mon-petit-coeur-noir · 2 months
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