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shower-phantom-ideas · 8 months
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Shit take no one wants but Danny wouldnt trust any of the batfam. Like not a one of them.
Boy isnt trained like they are to notice peoples habits and tiks but he has one hell or a vibe check. He can’t tell they are hiding something everytime one approached him to try and see if hes a mata and or alright.
Some of them are clearly not ok by a living human standard but Danny isnt gonna out himself to weird vibe strangers. He didn’t even tell his sister now did he? He probably would t have told(watch this) Tucker and Sam if they hadn’t of been there.
Now I aint sayin he wouldnt reach out as Phantom to like check on their ectoplasm and maybe help em out, lord knows Jason could use some helpin out in that department. I also aint sayin the batfam would figure him out, they do be smart. But if Danny is in Gothem and he comes across a Bat in gear and outta gear hes probably gonna put two and two together. I always operate on ghostking au so im assuming hes gotten better at recognising ecto signatures.
Lord knows if it’s Jason/redhood than hes gonna for sure notice that one.
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1driedpersimmon · 2 years
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Casual Matsudas 🥰🥰
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olmoonlight · 4 months
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ᥫ᭡ I feel so lucky to have you ❤
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hyolks · 2 months
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No question. Just love your art and want to tell you :D
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you and your sister are forced to have sex and neither of you want to, and you start crying when you realize it feels good
this one is so fun bc it’s like… why are we being “forced”? is sister into it, is sister raping me willingly? or does someone have blackmail? are they threatening us with violence? do they even know we’re related?
if she’s raping me willingly, fucking her brother’s cunt with her cock just because she wanted to, maybe i come around more quickly, if no less shamefully. i don’t want to be raped (who does?) but fuck her cock is so good.
if she’s raping me under threat, we’re both going to be unwilling to enjoy it. she’s struggling to get hard, i’m struggling to stay wet enough. but then she’s sinking into me, and my cunt is stretching around her and we were both virgins until this very moment. i can’t help it. i’ve been so curious for so long about what it felt like to get fucked for real. and now it’s happening… and it’s my sister who barely likes me on a good day. she’s fucking me, slowly at first, hesitantly. but i’m wet now and staying wet, my little cock swelling between us, and she’s picking up her pace. my first moan is swiftly followed by my returning tears. i’d managed to stop crying once i’d accepted that this was happening, whether we liked it or not. she isn’t wearing a condom, and i can’t stop crying. i’m so close already. i think she might be, too.
my sister is fucking her hot cum into me, not pausing to let it leak out, just fucking into me like she wants to get her little brother pregnant. she apologizes, but we both know we’re going to do it again when we get home.
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wizard-eater · 7 months
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@wizardpigeon I'm gonna be honest I don't remember what this is from but I assume it was in response to you leaving nice tags on one of my posts
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seraphdreams · 6 months
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sanzu. literally sanzu /srs
scary, creepy haruchiyo. something out of 90’s slasher film. stalking his way toward you while you lay helplessly on his bed, naked and filled with fear — probably from the uncertainty of whatever thoughts your boyfriend could possibly be possessing his mind at the sight .. he’s got a crazed expression on his face, blood dripping from his nose and sinking deep within the crevices between his teeth .. sanzu always gets like this when the adrenaline from a mission got him higher than any other drug. and what could you do? run? he’s far too skilled in chasing prey, it’d be laughable.
“what can i do wit’cha? wanna do somethin’ to ya.” his voices teeters on the line of audibility and silence. he’s insane, with a pair of blown out crystalline eyes to prove it to you. he’s fucking sick. cruel enough to pin your hips down with one hand while the other caresses your face via gun because you’re just so beautiful .. you’ll always look at him as though he created the universe and handed it to you. always. it doesn’t matter if his cock is so deep within your walls that you can’t even think, when he resorts to calling you a “tight fucking freak” , or how you just can’t seem to stop yourself from creaming all over his cock .. you’ll worship him.
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tetsusgoing · 2 years
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Kuroo doesn't really understand flowers.
He thinks he knows some flower language — red roses are a famous romantic gesture, yellow flowers can either make someone very happy or very sad, white always represents something good and pure, and lavender roses represent love at first sight (he read that in a magazine once).
But at the end of the day, he is clueless when it comes to picking out flowers that suit the occasion, especially when he's picking out flowers for you.
He doesn't know your favorite flower, and he knows you're fairly passionate about the language of flowers — while he's aware that you wouldn't complain about whatever he gets you, it's a challenge he sets up for himself.
However, he's been in this flower shop for half an hour and, as the marigolds he's looking at start blending into each other, he's rethinking buying flowers. You'd appreciate a simple lunch, wouldn't you? He'd get it from your favorite restaurant and break out the fancy plates and make it look like a scene from a movie. And you'd smile at him like this is a movie and he's luckiest guy in the world.
He's looking absentmindedly at a vase of peonies that sit comfortably on a high shelf, pink and bright, when his phone vibrates in his pocket. He's grateful to look at something that isn't a flower even for a few minutes, and he's especially grateful that you're the one calling him.
"Heyyy ~"
Your voice comes through the phone, easy and playful the way it is on affectionate and slow mornings. It's his favorite sound in the world.
"Good afternoon princess, did you just wake up?" He lightly teases as he makes his way to an empty corner in the semi-packed shop so he can have some sort of privacy, a moment of quiet to tease you some more.
"Hey, eleven in the morning on a weekend isn't late," you click your tongue, "it's not my fault you're always up with sun, freak."
He laughs at the way you spit out your insults, like you're trying to hold back a giggle. You couldn't be threatening if you tried.
"Yeah yeah, I'm sure I'm the weird one in this relationship."
"You are." There is shuffling in the background, and he knows you're changing positions in bed the way you do when you're enjoying yourself on a call. "Where are you anyways? You're not really the type to hit it and quit it."
Oh, he knows you're incredibly proud of yourself for the terrible joke; and he knows that if he points it out, you'd say you're taking a page from his book.
"I'm getting us coffee because we're all out of capsules." It's partially a lie, but he wouldn't mind stopping by a coffee shop after he's done for you.
"Oh, right. I should really remember to write that on the grocery list. Actually, I'll do it right now, hold on—", the ruffling of bed sheets confirms that you're making your way out of bed and into the kitchen. He can visualize it very clearly, you with your terrible case of bed head— the same one he left you with —and blindingly colorful pajamas making your way to the kitchen.
You bump into your coffee table on the way, and he knows so because you're incredibly dramatic about your "wound".
"Okay, done. No more forgetting coffee capsules."
"Good job soldier."
That elicits a breathy laugh out of you and kuroo is pleased with himself.
"Okay, other than coffee, what else do you want for breakfast?" You're opening cabinets and searching for breakfast tools now.
"Oh, no need for you to make anything. I already made you pancakes while you were busy sleeping."
A moment of silence passes. He assumes you're checking the table for the mentioned pancakes.
"Didn't see those there." Comes your monotone reply.
"What, no 'thank you tetsuro you're the best boyfriend I could ask for'? I'm so unappreciated in this house." He jokes, knowing this will have you smiling on the other end.
And it does. Except, now, you're more awake and you bear the mindset to mess with him.
"If you make it home in less than 20 minutes, you might get some thank you kisses."
And before he has the chance to even blurt out a reply, you hang up.
It's such a classic move from you: dangle the prize in front of him, and then snatch it away. Knowing the challenging glint in his eyes, you were always sure that he would come chasing his prize.
And kuroo never lost, not when it came to you.
So he turns off his phone, quickly places it back in his pocket, and thanks god that the flower shop isn't that far from the apartment the two of you called home.
Now, one last thing keeps him from making his way back home and smothering you to death.
The flowers around him in the shop are all vibrant, and the smell is a reminder of why people are so obsessed with them. He knows you wouldn't mind if he got you a cabbage and wrapped it in a ribbon; he knows it doesn't matter what kind of flower he gets. You'd put it in a vase and water it everyday and kiss his face every time you look at it.
You've always appreciated everything he did. Kuroo didn't have to move a muscle to be showered with your affection, but that's never stopped him from going all out for you. Never stopped him from making a full course breakfast on weekends even when you argued that you wouldn't eat that much anyways. Never stopped him from doing all the house chores when you had an important final coming up even if you weren't that busy. Never stopped him from listening to your favorite songs and memorizing them enough to sing along with you when it plays on the radio.
And it certainly wasn't about to stop him from buying you the prettiest bouquet of flowers that he has ever laid his eyes on.
It sits proudly on a shelf mounted on the wall near the entrance (how did he miss them?), like a jewel on a crown among the other displays of flowers. Its vase, though simple, is a perfect fit; the colors that explode on its petals are mesmerizing in a way that would be disturbed by any other vase.
It was perfect.
You'd put it in a similar vase and place it proudly on your dinning table, like a prize. You'd walk past it all through the day and smile to yourself; you'd think of your boyfriend and his great taste in flowers.
Stargazer lilies, right? Pink and white and speckles of dark red, the kind of flowers you take back home to your girlfriend when you're thinking of proposing to her over breakfast.
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tinogiehd · 8 months
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Your anon pissed me off. U know what's really disrespectful? Peope just about demanding Dream to "be clear" or "reveal dnf" as if he really has to do anything at all, especially after HOW MUCH he has done and said and implied already. Imagine how fucking tired he is. Get a fucking grip and get over urself dream and george dont have a problem with paranoid/spotlight being "made about dnf" bc guess what? It is about them.There's nothing fucking left to believe bc its just the truth.
Stop treating their relationship was a ship and you'll get in the fucking same page as everyone else including dnf themselves. Or u know, fuck off!
dont need no evidence isn't it evident or whatver
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gayleafpool · 4 months
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Talk about Varian
IM ALWAYS READY TO TALK ABOUT THAT LOSER!! get ready
-> one thing i’ve been thinking SO hard about lately is the potential of a lady caine and varian friendship. imagine it. she lost her dad and varian thought he lost his which drove them to seek revenge against and grow to hate the royal family. they both get thrown in prison. and basically forgotten about. A FRIENDSHIP BETWEEN THEM WOULD BE SO FUNNY he would probably think she was soooo cool. wait imagine if they had cells near each other in prison. imagine if she saw the things he went through w andrew in prison and thought hm wow that was insane and fucked up. what if they meet again later on like post s3 and become sorta pals and feel like they can vent their lingering resentment toward royalty w each other and just like. idk talk about all the shit they went through. WHAT THEN HUH
-> related i get so emo about varian repressing his trauma and like, outwardly it seems like he got over everything that happened to him with the blizzard/amber/prison/etc etc but really it was more relief that rapunzel forgave him and was able to free quirin so it felt like everything should be FINE and it would easy to just leave everything in the past so he tries and he thinks he’s getter better and doing well but he’s really getting so much worse and refuses to address or process any of the shit he went through until it all majorly comes crashing down a while later. there are these little signs in the way he behaves like he acts weirdly reckless sometimes and will put himself in bad situations, just starts to exhibit signs of what happened to him. iykyk u know we know. and it’s so hard for him to rationalize this and accept this bc his feelings are so complicated bc he would tell himself that he deserved to be treated that way or even liked it because he was so lonely and desperate for positive attention so there’s this shame and guilt aspect that makes it 10x harder to talk about and AUGHHHHHHH. i could write an essay. this is so important to me. everyone be nice to me about this
-> okay lighter topic. something i always forget about varian is that he’s a good artist like canonically i think that’s so fun. THEREFORE: varian and rapunzel drawing/painting together. ENOUGH SAID!!!!! i love them
wait now i’m thinking more varian and rapunzel thoughts. rapunzel teaching him how to dance. rapunzel being one of the few people who’s happy to sit and listen to him ramble about chemistry n shit cuz she loves learning new things so she’s genuinely interested. they are so <3 IVE ALSO SAID BEFORE that i think varian looooves learning new languages and he’s really good at it and i think rapunzel would be too!! they just end up having lots of common interests
also i refuse to believe varian ever gets taller than her i just cant see it
-> mmfmfmfmfmf varian and ulla thoughts. the fact that they look so similar makes me crazy. i also like to imagine that his hyperactive inquisitive balls to the walls insane personality comes mostly from her too. cute but batshit 🫶🫶 also the anger issues. u know that image that’s like i inherited my mother’s anger yeah thats varian. also the idea that quirin is so protective of varian bc he feels like he couldn’t protect ulla esp when you factor in that varian is basically just a copy of her. WAUGH!!!!! i’m emo.
something something donella seeing hugo start to catch feelings for varian and being like oh so this little shit is EXACTLY like his mother. bc it reminds her of how she loved ulla but could never have her. and it makes her hate varian sooo bad. girl rein in the projection
this has been explosion hour with gayleafpool come again soon
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peromiin · 1 year
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mutuals…
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i love you
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poppy-metal · 4 months
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i am also feeling extremely autistic and stunted today 😭 my favorite coworker that said i was the only person she considers a friend at work reported me to our manager bc i texted her “we need to try and get this person fired” because it made her ‘uncomfortable’ and said that i call her when she’s off the clock even though she always says to call her if i need anything. literally never been so embarrassed before lol
fuck that bitch !! tosses her into a fire
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olmoonlight · 9 months
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♡ The first time we met, I thought we'd talk for fun and forget about everything, but it turned out that now I can't spend a day without you... ❤️ 💋 💕
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arqueervist · 5 months
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JMART
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5PyTihOBqPHDVA1uSImIgP?si=SYkfjfJoRJqlsMtkN1TmFQ
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dupliciti · 2 days
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putting sampo in jail for ( 1 ) night to put an end to the favouritism claims.
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          ❝ Put an end to them ?  If that's what you were trying to do then why is Sampo getting a personal escort~ ? ❞  Not to mention  —  you have rights that aren’t afforded to everyone else. He'll use what he can to his advantage. // @fortifice
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rosarrie · 2 years
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omg ur v pretty •/////•
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AWW UR SWEET THANK U
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