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theintoxy · 2 years

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"wo ek din ek ajnabi ko, meri kahaani suna raha tha." - Gulzar 🌻 #kahani #gulzar #shayari #poetry #contrast #highlights #light #lightroom #live #love #laugh #loud #gratitude #IG #Intoxy #777 (at Sector 70, Mohali) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ciu0wERvei3/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#kahani #gulzar #shayari #poetry #contrast #highlights #light #lightroom #live #love #laugh #loud #gratitude #ig #intoxy #777

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befikrasquad · 2 years

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Gone, but will never be forgotten 🕊 #wmk #wahegurumeharkare #alwida #sidhumoosewala #ripsidhumoosewala #justiceforsidhumoosewala #punjab #IG #Intoxy #antimardaas (at Mohali, Chandigarh) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ceko1dlp_q_/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#wmk #wahegurumeharkare #alwida #sidhumoosewala #ripsidhumoosewala #justiceforsidhumoosewala #punjab #ig #intoxy #antimardaas

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hydrxnessa · 1 year

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art dump stuff

-stardust is one of the gods (a race called Starborns) who created the galaxy of Startex if u wanted to know ;3

also hydra has voices in her head. get them out��️

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princemick · 1 year

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are you starting to sympathize with max because of certain little things? because lemme tell you, it's very dangerousss..... i used to hate max too but for some reason now i find him very likable and i can't sTOP. maybe it's because he is also awkward and low key traumatized... be careful!

lol, I'm thankful for ur concern but if I'm being /gen for once I've always had a weak spot for him for the simple reason that he is dutch and I see a lot of myself and my culture in him which is just really fun to see.

I'll never support him because I still think hes an asshole who associates with horrible people and he had no principles and bc of how he is the dutch fans are as gross as they are which makes me deeply uncomfortable as a queer dutch f1 fan to openly be a fan in this country

I do enjoy parts of who he is and how he acts in the way of being as direct and open as he is bc I see a lot of myself in him in those ways.

#I've always had a soft spot for him but yk being a shitty human being kinda doesn't help #kyle.answers #i follow a good few max fans like I really dont mind seeing the man and I enjoy him sometimes #he also makes me deeply uncomfortable bc I know he would look at me and be grossed out if I said I was queer #bc he's also dutch in that way #anyway my relationship and emotions over max are dumb and complicated #n I'm a bit to intoxiated to word them well rn so this is the best I can do #uh #max mention #??? idk what to tag thi #anti max

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c0llisiion · 4 months

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OBSESSION — m.yg

★pairing : min yoongi + fem!reader

★genre : smut

★: perv!myg , neighbour!au , drabble , panty sniffing , masturbation — lmk if i missed any! ^^

★W/C: 965

A/N : hiiii! I made this a drabble cus i be going through that writers block fever 🤒 its kinda rusty and eh imo but LOLLL hope you enjoyed it! I will try writing more!

☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★ MDNI. Please refrain from reading if the topics make you uncomfortable. ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★

Perv neighbor Yoongi, who has been dying to have a taste of you since the day you moved into the apartment opposite his. He has been crushing on you ever since you walked up to his door to introduce yourself as his new neighbor. You had baked him cookies as a sign of friendship, but he wasn’t interested in them.

Yoongi thought you were absolutely beautiful. The moment you started talking to him with your soft, sultry voice, he fumbled internally. He didn’t even pay attention to what you were saying and was just staring at you in awe. His eyes scanned your body. That little crop tee and those Hello Kitty PJ pants fitted you perfectly. Your midriff was out, and he noticed the pink twinkling belly piercing. You looked so gentle and kind. He admired everything about you. And from then on, it was his mission to make you his.

But he was shy and reserved. He would see you occasionally whenever you accidentally bumped into him or something like that. But he wanted more. And so he began talking to you more often. He had analyzed your schedule and timetable by now. At around 6:30 a.m., you wake up and head to the gym. Yoongi wasn’t a gym freak at all. But when he found out you were going? He immediately joined your gym. It was a headache to wake up every day at 6 a.m. and go, but it did make yours and his relationship stronger than before. After you found out he was now going to your gym, you started talking to him more. Asking him about his workout plans, his diets, and his schedule, which Yoongi had no idea about, so of course he lied to you about them. Yoongi's eyes never left your presence. The sole reason he even joined this stupid gym was for him to get more of your beautiful body. He would stare at you shamelessly as you did your set of squats. His eyes are on your plump ass at all times. He would get hard at just seeing your ass and would rush into the gym lockers to rub one out real quick, his pale hands gripping onto his long dick. He imagined you doing it for him, but of course it wasn’t enough. You both would walk home together, which gave him the opportunity to learn about you more. He liked how dainty you were. You had this hard, tough girl exterior, but in reality, you were the complete opposite.

After your workouts, he would accompany you to the laundromat. But as time went by, he would offer to take your set of laundry whenever he went. You appreciated that and were very grateful to him. You were getting busy with college anyway, so your time was limited. Little did you know, he was stealing your panties. The only reason he offered to take your load was so he could be a sick weirdo and steal your used panties. He would rummage through the piles of clothes and carefully pick out one of your pink lace panties and stuff them into his pocket. He had the urge to take them all, but he wasn’t going to let you find out that he had been stealing them, right?

He would drop off the clean load at your doorstep before rushing into his own home. He wouldn't even have the patience to go into his room. Your scent was in his grasps, and he couldn’t waste anytime! He would spread his legs out as he sat on his couch, pulling out his aching cock. He would be as hard as a rock. His pink tip now an angry red with precum oozing out. With his shaky hands, he brought the undergarment to his nose, and as soon as his nose got a slight sniff of your panties, he was in heaven. He pressed the undergarment to his nose with great force, taking huge sniffs of your arousal. He loved it. He had no shame about it. It was intoxicating. He moaned into the piece of fabric as his other hand was gliding up and down his shaft with speed. Now that he knew how you smelled, he was able to imagine you bouncing on his dick. Your name left his mouth in audible moans. He was humping his own hand, not being able to control himself. He stuffed the garment into his mouth, now getting a taste of your arousal. His eyes shut tight, his eyebrows furrowed, and sweat dripped down his black locks. His now-free hand crept up his shirt, tugging and pulling on his erect nipples for more stimulation. His breathing was heavy, and his body was writhing uncontrollably. He envisioned your fucked-out face moaning and being a pretty little mess for him. His cum all over your pussy and your ass. His hips jerked up at the thought, and he was whining like a bitch. Muffled moans of your name escaped his pretty lips every second. Tears were forming in his eyes as he was getting closer and closer to his goal. His hands continued moving up and down, increasing the speed and grip.

He let out a final, choked-out gasp as he came all over his lower belly and hands. He was cumming a lot. All that pent-up desire , finally spilling out. He laid completely still, stabilizing his breath. He finally came down from his high, taking your now-drool-stained panties out of his mouth. He heard a faint knock on his apartment door, which prompted him to quickly clean himself up and put his composure back on. He opened the door to see you. Standing in front of his door. In utter shock. It seemed like you heard everything.

A/N: hihihi hello thank you 4 readingg! <33 i might write another part if i have the time lol my inbox is open rn! I might take time to respond or write so please be patient w me! 💀🤌😭 i did some tweaking to my blogs hehe new year new me fr

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dearmura · 10 months

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sight for sore eyes

cw. Mentions of self consciousness, mental breakdowns, academic stress, mild cursing

☆ genre. angst, comfort, fluff

☆ pairings. non-idol! Riki × fem! reader

☆ synopsis. Seeing y/n slowly lose herself in the midst of grades, riki brings you down to Earth and gives you much needed comfort (def not based on my own academic validation...)

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

Babyyy

Are you busy:(((

Checking your phone with sigh, you peel your eyes away from your notes, smiling bittersweetly at his text. How you wish you had the time to give the boy the attention he deserves. Wish you didn't care so much about some goddamn numbers. Wish you could for just this once be happy and not beat yourself up. With a frown, you text back at an agonizing pace, forcing yourself to type the painful words he's heard too many times

I'm sorry babe

I have a test tomorrow I can't afford to flunk it :(

I promise we'll hang out another time

As you send the last message, a hot tear rolls down your cheek, knowing he didn't deserve these empty promises. You hesitate to put down your phone, desperately wanting to talk to the boy but you knew deep down you couldn't

A few seconds pass before another message rolls in, unlocking your screen, your eyes are met with a single word

Wait

At that point, you can't stop the tears from flowing. Sinking your face into your arms, you hold your head, breath hitching and hands shaking. Your hours worth of picture-perfect, font-like notes probably washed away by your tears but you didn't seem to care. You just wished you could be numb to it all

You ponder his message

Wait?

What was that supposed to mean? Was he sick of your lame excuses? Sick of your inability to make time for him? Sick of your overachieving attitude?

Sick of you?

Your breath quickens impossibly. You knew you were overthinking, you always did. Getting self-conscious over little things like this? You're overthinking. Analyzing a question too much? You're overthinking. Asking too many goddamn questions because you can't fathom the thought you're not as perfect as you want to be? You're overthinking. You've heard it too many times to deny it, hell, you believed it yourself

If you knew you were overthinking, why couldn't you tell yourself that? After being told so many times, why did you still believe you weren't good enough? Why do you still beat yourself up day in and day out about dumb mistakes and things completely out of your control?

Because you were greedy. Greedy for it all. You hated to admit it but that word quite sums you up. Greedy for the No. 1 spot. Greedy for validation. Greedy for praise. Greedy for his attention. Greedy for someone who cared...

Well look how that ended up for you

Before you could think further, you hear a knock at the door, snapping you out of your thoughts. It's was 11 at night, who could be at the door? With a tear stained shirt, puffy eyes and red cheeks, you peek through the window only to see a figure undeniably belonging to your beloved boyfriend

Answering the door with a confused look, you immediately hear him rambling on

"I'm so sorry I took so long to get here. I didn't know so many convenience stores close so early. I hope you don't mind I got the party size chips, I sensed a long night so I thought we'd...need it" His eyes eventually meet your red ones. In an instant, he closes the door behind him, dropping everything in his hands and pulling you in a hug, chin resting atop your head, placing a kiss on your hair

The simple action broke down your dam walls, making you break out into full on sobs, clawing at his back desperately, almost as if doing so would ground you somehow, give you control over your own mind

"Shhhh that right, angel, let it all out" He whispers softly, rubbing soothing circles onto your back, holding your head in the crook of his neck as he caressed your hair

Feeling the warmth of his body, you hold him tighter, nuzzling your face into his neck, finding his cologne intoxicatingly soothing

After a few minutes, you pulled away, wiping your eyes with the cuff of your sweater

"T-thank you k-ki" you sniff, speaking through hiccups

"Take all the time you need, angel" he reassures you, rubbing soothing circles on your cheek with his thumb. You instantly lean into his touch

Leading you into your bedroom, he sits you down on your bed, holding your hands gently

You begin " 's just, 'm really stressed about school. I feel like I have no control over what's around me. I'm drowning in my own fucking mistakes. And you...I'm being so selfish, taking away your time and brushing you off whenever you want to hang out. I'm so so sorry, ki. From the bottom of my heart, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I'm not good enough for you. I'm sorry I care so fucking much for my grades and push you aside. Im sorry i-" As you feel another tear roll down your cheek, a pair of lips meet yours.

You can't help but melt into the kiss, straddling his lap and playing with the hair on his nape, another tear rolling down your cheek at the pure sensitivity. You needed the proximity, the comfort, the touch

He smiles against your lips at your desperateness, bringing his thumb to your cheek to wipe your tears before gently holding your waist

The kiss wasn't rushed or heated but rather slow and gentle. He knew just what you needed, reading your mind like it was his own

Slowly pulling away, he kept a hand on your waist, the other tucking a strand of hair behind your ear

"Angel, I want you to know that I'm so so so fucking proud of you. You never fail to wow me every day. And it really breaks my heart seeing you beat yourself up like this. How I wish I could be there to kiss these beautiful lips whenever you doubt yourself, angel. You may think you're flawed but you are quite possibly the most beautiful, most loving, most intelligent, more hardworking, most deligent girl I know. So don't you fucking dare doubt yourself. You're doing so good, angel, I really wish you could see yourself through my eyes. Wish you could love yourself as much as you love others. As much as you love me" He whispers the last part

"It's okay to give yourself a break, beautiful. Take care of yourself. You're life doesn't revolve around your grades. Yes it's important but so are you, angel. It's okay to mess up, it's okay to fall, I know you have the strength to brush it off and keep going. Chasing perfection is digging an endlessly deep hole for yourself that leads absolutely no where. As much as I call you perfect, you're not babe, but that's what I love about you. The way snot comes out of your nose when you laugh too hard. The way you sleep with your mouth open. The way broccoli gets stuck in your teeth. I love it. Love it all. Love you" He breathes out his words, eyes locked on your lips

You blush intensely at his words, hitting his shoulder before hiding your face with your hands

"You're gonna make me cry again, ki~" You whine is faux annoyance, making him giggle

Taking your face in his hands, he forces your gaze to meet his

"I love you so much, angel, never forget that" He speaks before placing a peck on your lips, getting up from your bed and walking toward your desk

"Now about that test, sounds like you need a study buddy" he clears his throat

"Number 1, what is the p...ur..pose of the mi...to..chon...y/n I can't read shit, what is medieval looking handwriting" he deadpans with a devastating smile

You burst into a fit of laughter, playfully punching his side at his words. He feigns an injury, dramatically falling back on the bed, grabbing you with him. As you both giggle, you lean into his ear and whisper a soft

"I love you too, darling"

Fin

#enhypen #enhypen fluff #ni ki enhypen #niki fluff #niki x reader #niki x you #nishimura niki #ni ki #enha imagines #enh

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atarathegreat · 6 months

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It'll Hold Yamagishi Kazushi

It wasn't how Kazushi had planned to ask you: your lips wrapped around his cock so deliciously as he came down your throat with a strangled "please, live with me." He hated that it slipped out like that and at that moment, hated that you smiled at him with a spot of ivory collecting on the side of your mouth. What could Kazushi do then but double down? So he leaned forward and wiped the mess onto his thumb, pressing it to your tongue, "Move in with me?" He loved how excited you'd gotten, as if you hadn't just been gagging on his length.

You wore the same excitement when you finally finished bringing boxes into his home. The main problem Kazushi encountered was the boxes of books you'd brought with you. If it wasn't your grunts that turned him on as you moved them out of the way, it was him tripping over them as he got ready to leave in the morning. He wanted to surprise you, as well as get rid of the nuisance that left him with either aching toes or an aching cock. Of course, his at home office was missing a bookshelf and, of course, he could've just bought a bookshelf, but he wanted it to be special to you. For days he stayed cooped up in the garage, measuring and sizing up planks of wood with the spot he'd chosen to place the shelf.

"Kazu?" He groaned as he heard your voice call for him from the kitchen. It was hard to hide five by one shelves, and he didn't really want to tell you what he was doing. Though he probably would. "Out here, baby girl!" Kazushi called back, marking the edge of the shelves where he'd have to drill them together.

You stepped slowly down the four steps, eyes grazing over everything he was messing with, "What's all this?" A hefty grunt sounded as Kazushi stood tall, "Makin' a shelf for your books."

Not only would it look good in his home office, it gave him an excuse to have you sitting in there with him while he took care of paperwork or had to sit through some stupid phone call. He'd already bought a smaller desk and chair for you to be nestled in with him, and it would be so much better on days he had to work if he could glance up and watch you reading.

"You're making it for me?" You dragged your finger across the wood, "Are you sure it'll be strong enough?" He chuckled, jabbing the flat pencil into his roughly done up bun, "I have faith that it will. This isn't the first thing I've made, y'know."

"But books are really heavy..." The way you mumbled made him smile. Like you didn't want to doubt him and his handiwork, but you also wanted to be careful. The way you gasped as he picked you up and set you on the shelf made his dick twitch in its confines. Double checking the saw horses distracted him long enough to calm down. Kazushi held his arms out as if to say "it's strong."

"Books will be sitting for a while... What if it's not-"

"Do you want me to prove it?" Why couldn't he tear his eyes away from the way you gripped the edge of the wood, and why was it reminding him of you fisting the sheets? Damn it, he was going to prove it in the best way. You loved when he got into his moods, cocky and oh-so sure of himself to the point he'd fuck you just about anywhere if he had to. Or wanted to.

"Hands on me, baby girl." Kazushi pried your fingers from the shelf and made you latch onto his shoulders. He never wasted time, it wasn't who he was. And he never knew when the next call was going to drag him away from home. Cold air caressed your body as Kazushi pulled your pants away, "Legs open, I gotta finish this damn bookshelf by tomorrow."

It was important to him that it was finished by the next day. You'd been living with him for three months now, well, three months come tomorrow. For a man who wasn't sentimental, he really did like to do things that meant something. Even if just to make you happy. Seeing your smile made his bones hum and he loved that feeling. Kazushi had done drug after drug, never sticking to them, but trying them, and none of them had been as intoxicating as you and your smile. It made his blood feel like fire and his skin tingled wherever you touched him. God, he never thought he'd be so attached to someone.

"You're really fuckin' dangerous, you know that?" He freed himself, rubbing his swollen tip around your entrance, "Makin' me need you."

You giggled and the sound was godly, "I didn't do it on purpose."

Kazushi slowly pushed into you, groaning at the way you squeezed him just right. "So pretty, taking me like this." Kazushi watched the way your hole stretched around his tip as he pulled it out and pushed it back in, "You trust the shelf yet? Or do I need to convince you some more?"

"I dunno." That shit eating grin was going to be the cause of your bed rest, "Might need a little more proof."

But he didn't really care, any chance he got to be balls deep in you was a chance he wouldn't be wasting. The saw horses could handle how rough Kazushi was, hell, he'd bent you over the damn things before and they didn't so much as walk. "Move with me." His hands gripped your thighs and turned you so that you were laying along the length of the wood, "I want you to leave a fuckin' stain, got me?"

Heaven help him, you were so obedient and willing to do anything with him. "Kazu." A long, drawn out moan of his name as he bottomed out was the most perfect sound Kazushi had ever heard, "We-we need to be really, really sure that this shelf will hold."

"Don't worry, baby girl, I know how you want me." Kazushi stroked your cheek, "Let me prove my craftsmanship, yeah?"

As always, he started slow. Hurting you wasn't something he was looking to do. Sure, you liked it rough and all, and he wanted to please you in every way, but he refused to hurt you. Something about the way you gripped him from inside, the way you purposefully tensed up to squeeze him, you were a damn tease and it drove him crazy. "Do that again and hold it," He ordered, sounding like he was giving his team a command, and yet you listened, "Fuck, you're perfect." You moaned as he pressed the heel of his palm against your lower abdomen, making you feel more from him as he picked up his pace.

"Too much pressure." You whined and Kazushi loosened his hold on you. Everything you said was listened to and Kazushi wasn't ashamed to say that, yes, he was whipped.

But pressure didn't matter when Kazushi really started going. There was no worry that the shelf would move off the saw horses, and the wood didn't even bow under the weight of the two of you. Deodorant and sweat filled your senses as Kazushi held you flush to his body, his breath panting on your neck as he sat back, him straddling the shelf and you straddling him. "Oh, god..." You planted your forehead to his shoulder, "Feels like you're in my stomach."

"Good." Kazushi chuckled, fucking up into you. There was no choice for you to not sink onto his cock, gravity wouldn't reverse itself and you didn't want it to. From this new angle he was hitting everything, rubbing every bit of space in your pussy and all you could do was gasp and borderline scream out his name.

"Kazu, m'gonna come." Your whine was cute to him, sweet and made him want you even more. "Said I wanted you to stain the wood, didn't I?" He grunted, "Fuck, baby girl, come for me."

You tightened around him, biting him as you tried to help by bouncing as best you could. "Kazu, harder, please." You whined into his neck. Static filled his body as he hit harder, his tip pressing against your cervix and making him moan with you, and he couldn't hold it together anymore when you came, biting his shoulder as your muscles contracted around him. Kazushi laid back, relaxing on the shelf as he filled you, panting, "I think it'll hold your books."

#anime #manga #x reader #tokyo revengers #tokyo rev #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #kazushi yamagishi #kazushi yamagishi x reader #fanfiction #Kazushi yamagishi smut #smutt #smut #female reader

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yandere-daydreams · 2 years

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imagine renting a boyfriend or girlfriend. you go on a few dates and you have a good time. but you realize you're getting a bit too attached, so you do the sensible thing and stop renting them. maybe you even start renting a different boyfriend/girlfriend. but then you find the first one you rented at your front door. turns out you're not the only one who got too attached.

tw - unhealthy relationships, implied stalking, implied forced intoxiation.

i feel like Kaeya would be especially susceptible to something like this, if only because he's prone to going to extra mile for his clients. he makes a big show of enjoying himself on all your little dates, of taking you to all of his favorite places and charming you with all of his favorite things, but he does his research, earns his generous hourly wage, and he's known to bend the rules, to get a little more personal than his agency recommends. it's hard not to fall for him, even if the charm behind his smile is so transparently artificial. it's hard not to feel like you need a little distance, even though you're paying good money for exactly the opposite of that.

so, you cut things off. you don't move onto a new rental immediately (your bank account still needs a little time to recover after funding Kaeya's wine habits), but that might be for the best. it takes less than a month before you start running into Kaeya in public, and while you genuinely don't think he's doing it on purpose, it does seem a little more-than-coincidental that he'd just happen to start frequenting all the same places that you tend to less than six weeks after your 'break-up'. he's so much different when he's not working, too - a little quieter, a little more open, and so, so much more willing to violate all the limits he used to dance around, while your relationship was still vaguely professional. his actions still seem rehearsed, but it has to be your imagination - everything he does is so spontaneous, and you're not sure why he'd practice just to have you pass out on his couch after a night of the same kind of bar crawling he claimed to hate, when he was putting on that 'perfect partner' act. you'll admit that he makes a better fake-boyfriend than a real-friend, especially with his give-or-take opinions on personal space, but he's not bad at either. even if he can be a little quick to pry, sometimes. even if he's so much more affectionate as a friend than he ever was as a rental.

even if he seems just a little too happy that there aren't any rules standing between the two of you, anymore.

#rent a boyfriend au #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere prompts #yandere genshin #yandere kaeya alberich #kaeya x reader

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razeyourrack · 9 days

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𐙚 about me 𐙚

hiii! this is pretty much my kink blog!

NO unsolicited photos. be respectful until told otherwise. AGELESS BLOGS (ex. 18+, 20s/30s/ect., old enough) will be blocked IMMEDIATELY. PLEASE do not reblog pictures or videos of me.

i like a lottttt of stuff. books, art, music, beaches, tv/movies, pretty things! pink things! video games, vintage clothes, stickers, stuffed toys, books a lot. psychology. im currently studying for a degree in some of these interests.

i like astrology & read tarot bc i like it and its cute. im a scorpio! i love horror, thrillers, dramas, documentaries & sm more. i like pink its my fav color. my favorite fruit is a plum!

i am a bisexual african american woman, always luv to make friends with other kinky poc’s. i work in healthcare & live in the usa. gen z :p

i love to text & im open to dm’s & asks.

NO unsolicited photos. be respectful until told otherwise. AGELESS BLOGS (ex. 18+, 20s/30s/ect., old enough) will be blocked IMMEDIATELY. PLEASE do not reblog pictures or videos of me.

𐙚kinks

cnc

free use

dumbification

somno

praise

br33ding

abuse

intoxi

kidn@pping

you can discern what else from my likes

𐙚limits

ddlg

age

scat

vomit

racists, pedos, homophobes, transphobes, i could keep going

and again MDNI

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primesquib · 4 months

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Intoxi

poison/water

Snake Wine Pokémon

These sea snake pokémon are addicted to alcohol. Alchohol enhances the potency of their venom, at the cost of some accuracy.

Kaarowzer

poison/water

Barrel Drinker Pokémon

These nests of sea snakes function as a colonial organism. They drink and live within rum barrels, most of which came from pirate ships. The largest snake is the leader, and its venom is powerful enough to kill a wailord.

#pokeblr #pokemon #pokeart #fakemon #fakemon region

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pastelwalks · 1 year

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messy layouts for @veiyvesy @intoxi-cada @nksoir :)

< header 1-4 by me rest ctto >

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theintoxy · 2 years

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ओ नादान परिंदे, घर आजा 🕊️ #peace #birds #home #aesthetics #jaipur #jodhpur #rajasthan #udaipur #travel #road #roadtrip #peace #live #love #laugh #loud #gratitude #IG #Intoxy #tb (at Jaipur to Jodhpur Highway NH25) https://www.instagram.com/p/CiscYDov5Bq/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#peace #birds #home #aesthetics #jaipur #jodhpur #rajasthan #udaipur #travel #road #roadtrip #live #love #laugh #loud #gratitude #ig #intoxy #tb

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midnightfire830 · 6 months

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Hi Midnight! I hope you enjoyed your Halloween yesterday! I really loved your DIY costume of Mono! Its very creative. I haven't been all that active this month but I've seen your recent art of Aus and they're super great :) I hope you have a great day today 😁

Awwww thank you so much intoxi!!!! Seriously, this absolutely made my day!! Especially after this past stressful week!

Also, yes, I very much so did enjoy my Halloween yesterday. I went trick or treating with my 9-year-old brother, dressed up as Glamrock Freddy, and my dad, dressed as old fashioned Wolverine from the 90s! Got a LOT of candy. Then watched Hocus Pocus with my brother and the Exorcist with my mom. (Wouldn’t 100% recommend that last one. Iwasn’t a huge fan of it TwT)

And don’t worry about not being active! We all get busy or need a break it’s no problem.

I hope you also have a wonderful day today and enjoy the new month!!

Thanks for the ask!!!

#midnight talks #y’all are awesome #and cussing sweet #istg #you guys are gonna be the death of me #RIP midnight/sanity #died of awesome fans/followers #literally made my day #past week has been stressful #so this means the world to me!!!

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hydrxnessa · 11 months

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>> ' feel the toxins in your veins yet? '

+ Wings' Ascent doodles !!

i cannot lie to u, this storyline was probably my least tended to out of the four main Startex storylines (we don't count the side stories .. eeeesh). like for the longest time, this didn't have a direction until like a few days ago where i finally thought of one :skull:

anyways luminous and auros are the protagonists of this one. it's meant to take place before Scales' Descent, since the two were experiments of Trojan's but managed to escape. Luminous is meant to be some sort of raptor-like creature, while Auros is bat-like

aaand a little bonus for u <3

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shadofiredragon · 1 year

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Rules: Make a new post and post your latest line from your WIP and tag as many people as there are words.

I’m FINALLY DOING A TAG GAME?! WHAAA?? Thanks for the tag (and the patience) @000marie198!!!

From LND: He slouched into the lumpy cushion, watching his brother's chest rise and fall in peaceful motions.

(No I will NOT elaborate!)

And now the reason why I procrastinate participating in these games… who the Shell do I tag..? *quickly skims through Tumblr*

Uh, don’t even know if any of you HAVE WIPS- but TOO BAD I NEED PEOPLE TO TAG-!

He @whitecatindisguise (cuz you’re the only other person I’ve actually interacted with on here)

AND ON TO FOLLOWERS-!

slouched @lovelyunknown, into @intoxi-tooned, the @helligmagivoktensworld, lumpy @sairacrystaline, cushion @blobcumulus, watching @kyrjavia, his @jswgamer, brother’s @maxthedrawingperson, chest @lonelyrosemary

Well- that’s embarrassing. I think I ran out. SO ON TO PEOPLE WHO REBLOGGED LND-!!

rise @starrjoy, and @sparklyloverjudge, fall @lucky-oni

(See? This is why I don’t usually do these things… On to the likes of LND!)

in @idk-what-to-call-the-blog, peaceful @staar-sr, motions @sn0wfall-29.

#tag game #FINALLY DONE #Another reason I don’t do these-#it just takes SO MUCH TIME #Everyone I tagged-#I have no idea if you even HAVE your own written WIPS #But if you do- please have fun with this!#and let it remind you to not give up on those ideas!#alright #I’m tired #IM OUT #legends never die

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rockislandadultreads · 2 years

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Horror Books by Black Authors: a reading list

Pet by Akwaeke Emezi

There are no monsters anymore, or so the children in the city of Lucille are taught. Jam and her best friend, Redemption, have grown up with this lesson all their life. But when Jam meets Pet, a creature made of horns and colors and claws, who emerges from one of her mother's paintings and a drop of Jam's blood, she must reconsider what she's been told. Pet has come to hunt a monster--and the shadow of something grim lurks in Redemption's house. Jam must fight not only to protect her best friend, but also uncover the truth, and the answer to the question How do you save the world from monsters if no one will admit they exist? In their riveting and timely young adult debut, acclaimed novelist Akwaeke Emezi asks difficult questions about what choices you can make when the society around you is in denial.

Lakewood by Megan Giddings

When Lena Johnson’s beloved grandmother dies, and the full extent of the family debt is revealed, the black millennial drops out of college to support her family and takes a job in the mysterious and remote town of Lakewood, Michigan. On paper, her new job is too good to be true. High paying. No out of pocket medical expenses. A free place to live. All Lena has to do is participate in a secret program—and lie to her friends and family about the research being done in Lakewood. An eye drop that makes brown eyes blue, a medication that could be a cure for dementia, golden pills promised to make all bad thoughts go away. The discoveries made in Lakewood, Lena is told, will change the world—but the consequences for the subjects involved could be devastating. As the truths of the program reveal themselves, Lena learns how much she’s willing to sacrifice for the sake of her family.

White Is for Witching by Helen Oyeyemi

In a vast, mysterious house on the cliffs near Dover, the Silver family is reeling from the hole punched into its heart. Lily is gone and her twins, Miranda and Eliot, and her husband, the gentle Luc, mourn her absence with unspoken intensity. All is not well with the house, either, which creaks and grumbles and malignly confuses visitors in its mazy rooms, forcing winter apples in the garden when the branches should be bare. Generations of women inhabit its walls. And Miranda, with her new appetite for chalk and her keen sense for spirits, is more attuned to them than she is to her brother and father. She is leaving them slowly - Slipping away from them - And when one dark night she vanishes entirely, the survivors are left to tell her story. "Miri I conjure you " This is a spine-tingling tale that has Gothic roots but an utterly modern sensibility. Told by a quartet of crystalline voices, it is electrifying in its expression of myth and memory, loss and magic, fear and love.

The Undead Truth of Us by Britney S. Lewis

Death was everywhere. They all stared at me, bumping into one another and slowly coming forward. Sixteen-year-old Zharie Young is absolutely certain her mother morphed into a zombie before her untimely death, but she can't seem to figure out why. Why her mother died, why her aunt doesn't want her around, why all her dreams seem suddenly, hopelessly out of reach. And why, ever since that day, she's been seeing zombies everywhere. Then Bo moves into her apartment building―tall, skateboard in hand, freckles like stars, and an undeniable charm. Z wants nothing to do with him, but when he transforms into a half zombie right before her eyes, something feels different. He contradicts everything she thought she knew about monsters, and she can't help but wonder if getting to know him might unlock the answers to her mother's death. As Zharie sifts through what's real and what's magic, she discovers a new truth about the world: Love can literally change you―for good or for dead. In this surrealist journey of grief, fear, and hope, Britney S. Lewis's debut novel explores love, zombies, and everything in between in an intoxicating amalgam of the real and the fantastic.

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