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It’s cold. The wind is hallowing loudly. The sky was a dark green, smog covering most if not all of the area. The building was tall, nearly above the clouds. A small figure stood above all, watching the streets, glaring. Loud sounds filled the area, news reports, cars, people, and sirens.
“….Still celebrating huh? This should add to it all. The end of Antidote, the final balled, last note.”
A phone laid discarded on the side, earbuds still connected, a loud song on play, “Everybody’s fool” by Evanescence?
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itsmiguel2099 · 1 day
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Ō̴̻k̷͖̏ ̶̰̈Ỉ̸̧’̷̰̈́m̵̭͐ ̷̬͂d̷̟͌ọ̶͛ņ̵̇é̶̠ ̶͓͋p̶̭͠l̶̪̀a̶̲̕ý̵̠í̵̞n̷͎̈́g̷̒͜ ̷̞́n̸̡̾i̷̼̇ć̶̱e̶̔͜.̶̘̽ ̶̅͜I̶͎͂’̴̗́m̷̡̎ ̸̱͑d̷̖̒o̷̟̒n̵̜̊ḙ̵̈́ ̷͈͗w̶͔̒i̵͎̾t̵̛̺h̵̨̕ ̴̜̒ţ̸̊ẖ̵̎i̵̫̓s̸̞̚ ̸̩̆s̶̨̈́ḧ̸̳ì̶̢t̶̜́!̴̈́ͅ ̸̞̾M̸͎̑Ǔ̴̼R̵͕͗Ḓ̷́E̵̼͐R̴̔ͅ ̸̡̕S̵̹̑H̴͉̐A̴̪͠L̵̺̃L̸̺̆ ̸̳̀B̶͕̽E̶̺̋ ̷̡̈O̴̜̐N̶̛̫ ̴̯̐M̸̗̒Ŷ̸̮ ̶̱͆H̷̝͝A̷̡̍N̴̏͜D̵̮͘S̷̢̋ ̵̠̈́A̴̻̽N̴͍̆D̷̩͂ ̷̢̾I̵̬̾T̴̬͝ ̸̟̂S̶̟̓H̸͘͜A̴͙̾L̵̞̍L̶̪͌ ̴̺͠B̵́͜Ȅ̴̗ ̶͘ͅD̶͎̂Ī̸̘R̷̫̆Ė̸̟C̷̹͑Ṯ̵͠E̵͕̅D̵̆ͅ ̷̳̏Ţ̸͝O̸̘̚ ̵͈̃T̴͕̔H̵̝͝E̸̳̿ ̶̩̍Ǹ̷̫E̸͒ͅX̴̭̆T̵͚̓ ̶͚̋P̸̪̄Ė̵̜Ŕ̷͕S̸̘͗O̵͇̾N̶͉̄ ̵̡́W̸̙͘È̸̤ ̶͇͂S̷̖̄Ḛ̶͛Ḛ̷̕!̸͎̿
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the-wolfspider · 2 days
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….Dont tell Lindsey and Miguel I stole some chickens
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slimegirl-selkie · 1 month
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yanderemommabean · 16 days
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Alphas who are pussy addicted. They have to be muzzled when walking downtown with their mate to prevent them from just hitting their knees and stealing a taste. Alphas who steal stale and dirty underwear just to wetly suck their mates' taste from the fabric while lazily stroking their cocks, whimpering because they want it from the source but are so desperate this is all they can get. 
Alphas who go into such a puppy mode when they can finally, finally get their mouth on their mate (it's been hours and that feels like days!) and just bury their face as close as they can, inhaling their scent, groaning deep in satisfaction and relief, growling in irritation when their mate tries to leave (even if just trying to get more comfortable!) 
Alphas who suck, slurp, drink and gulp down everything their mate has to give them, knotting in their own underwear and staining the cloth with load after load of cum, face covered in slick and spit, but they cannot get enough, needing to get their tongue inside as deep as possible or to suck on their mates cock / clit like it's their only life line, sounding like an animal and uncaring how much their partner aches and begs for a break. They need this! They have to have this! It’s not their fault their mate is amazing and makes them crazy! 
Just some good omegaverse ramblings <3 
-Mommabean (Please tell me your thoughts!)
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polarbutch · 29 days
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desperately need to eat a femme out, absolutely drenched with their arousal and surrounded by their scent as they tell me what a good little pet i'm being.
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pbscore · 4 months
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If a person doesn’t have a single post about freeing Palestine or any posts directly from Palestinian people about their own culture/history and/or they refuse to acknowledge or even use the word ‘genocide’ for what’s happening right now…that person is most likely going to be a Zionist.
This ain’t even a joke y’all and this isn’t about ‘witch hunting’ people either. A LOT of Zionists/soft Zionists (people who do the ‘both sides’ bs) have the same theme to them:
They’ll constantly boost posts only about antisemitism (which on the surface, is valid to talk about at any time) but there will be NO posts about aiding Palestinians, no posts from Palestinian bloggers, news outlets, journalists on the ground, videos of the devastation happening, etc. They’ll hyperfocus ONLY on antisemitism, which can range from posting about an armed antisemite walking around outside of a synagogue (clearly bad) to getting mad at anti-Zionists and Palestinian people in general, validly criticizing Israel’s genocidal policies (literally, bare minimum human decency).
Far too many popular ‘liberal/leftie’ blogs here on tumblr have already unmasked themselves as softcore colonialists just because they need to center themselves in a situation that isn’t about them, specifically and are easily giving ammo to white nationalists against Muslims and Arabic people worldwide.
Listen, I know people want to highlight the importance of how dangerous antisemitism and islamophobia are for Jewish and Muslim people right now and it is paramount that more people can clock it when it happens or try to prevent it from happening.
However…A LOT of liberal/leftie Zionists who act like they’re doing that by speaking on behalf of the current peoples being murdered without actively engaging with or sharing ANY media or material created by Palestinian, Lebanese, or any other peoples that Israel is attacking (especially if that media does not portray Israel in a good light) are not actually dedicated to decolonization or anti-imperialist activism. Period.
And one last point I want to make:
Zionism is not synonymous with Judaism. They are not the same thing and Jewish people have a much longer history within anti-Zionist activism than a LOT of liberal/leftie Zionists think. Some of them are fully aware of it and just want to use Judaism as a shield against any criticisms targeting Israel’s inherently colonialist history of the past 70+ years. That isn’t fair to Jewish people who are and have been constantly protesting against Israel’s occupation of Palestine nor is it fair to any of the people in Palestine and Lebanon and Egypt who have been and currently are dealing with the impact of the occupation’s wrath.
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wolfspiderhaterclub · 11 days
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Where in the goddamn hell am I?
[Duke “Kraven” Lambert]
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-The portal opens up and Peter gets thrown into Hq near Miguel’s little area. The big guy himself steps in after him with dry blood on his sweat jacket and yelled something he never yelled before-
PETER WHAT THE FUCK?!
-the portal closes behind him-
I TRUSTED YOU! I-I trUsted you to NOT to do something stupid and you did! You.. Ugh YOU MADE ME LOOSE MY EARBUDS! They Got CRUSHED When I DID find them!
-he lifts Peter up by the collar of his shirt-
YOU. Said. You. Wouldnt. Take. Me. To. That. Place! I-It brought back a bad memory and it was too loud! I almost lost it! I-I AM LOOSING IT! Your so lucky everyone thought my black eyes were aesthetic eye lenses for a costume!
Y̵O̵U̶R̶ ̷SO ̴L̶U̶C̴K̴Y̸ ̴T̷H̵O̴E̸S̷ ̷G̵U̶Y̴S̴ ̷Y̵O̴U̸ ̵F̸U̵C̷K̷E̴D̷ ̴W̸I̶T̷H̵ ̸ARENT ̸C̷O̵M̶I̶N̸G̵ ̷B̵A̵C̸K̴
T̵H̸I̶S̶ ̷I̴S̵ ̵W̷H̵Y̵ ̸W̵E̴ ̸D̷O̴N̵T̵ ̴P̶L̶A̶Y̴ ̵A̴R̷O̸U̸N̷D̵!̵ ̸
-his fangs were out and he was so close to just biting his stupid ass-
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themosthatedbeing · 1 month
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Michael: YOU SUCK
Lucifer: YOU SUCK MORE!
Michale: I WENT TO CURCH JUST TO PRAY ON YOUR DOWNFALL!
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Michael : hey dad made pancakes
Lucifer: awesome I’m coming !
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itsmiguel2099 · 8 days
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N̴e̷x̴t̸ ̸p̶e̵r̴s̷o̸n̵ ̵I̴ ̴s̸e̷e̴ ̸w̵i̴l̷l̶ ̷h̷a̸v̶e̸ ̸s̷o̸m̶e̸t̵h̸i̷n̵g̶ ̸t̸h̷r̶o̴w̴n̷ ̵a̷t̴ ̷t̷h̵e̵m̸ ̶
A̴N̴Y̶O̸N̷E̷ ̵W̸A̸N̸T̷ ̵T̶O̶ ̵V̶O̸L̷U̵N̶T̶E̵E̵R̵?̸!̵
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the-wolfspider · 2 months
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*Bowe is tearing through the halls and grabbing hidden items that he’s kept around places and scatters to the biggest room he can find. The Main lobby is the best place he can find. Hissing at others around him trying to get them to run.*
*He starts spinning webs and throws himself up into his nest, hiding away with his valuables.*
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slimegirl-selkie · 1 month
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venmo @selkieslime ca$happ $SelkieSlime
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yanderemommabean · 4 months
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Silly Royal Yandere Idea-
Imagine being a worker for a royal family, you're a farmer who brings the goods to the kitchen every day and make sure all vegetables and fruits are fresh, not bruised, cleaned and ready to be prepared for their meals.
You usually make the trek alone, no big deal right? Just some heavy baskets and such but the job itself isn't really that bad. It's made even better actually when the young prince finds he fancies the way you work and how you farm, loves to walk with you on your way out of the kingdom and listen to you and your stories.
He's cute, you'll give him that. Curious and finally able to explore without much of an issue now that he's finished his training, his father boasting proudly today even that they shall share a feast in celebration.
The walks are nice, you aren't alone and are even safer as the highwaymen shrink away and know to stay back when they see such fierce eyes. Those calloused hands from fighting and training lay on your hips, pulling you closer to his side as you share yet another walk to your farm and get the baskets ready for another delivery.
These sweet meetings grow in size as time goes on. He's been given permission by the king and queen to bring you to the main rooms of the castle, though they aren't too happy that he disregards their rules about what you can and can't touch.
He's so puppy-like, grabbing your hand and pulling you everywhere he can, showing his favorite art, his instruments he's been playing while he waits for you to return, the things he requested be made to remind him of you, and some other odd but - at the time- well meaning items.
The prince however gets more and more demanding of your presence. So much so, that one morning you wake up to begin to water the crops and fetch some in your buckets but you opened the door to the man standing there, royal suit and all, a wide smile on his face as he greets you.
You insist you'll be at the castle soon, that you have work to be done, but he just pushes you forward as he walks with you, -not harsh, but definitely firm, making sure you couldn't turn away from him as he leads you.
"Just one day can't hurt right?" he says, "I just wish to spend the day with you, only you. It's why I took my own horse! He loves your carrots, you know? Only yours...He's very much like me in that regard". 
You decide that, on one hand, denying the prince anything could be dire, the royal family having all say in what is done and you're lucky they have been so benevolent. Risking your business because you didn't want to indulge the odd prince...It isn't worth the reward of just keeping up with the crops and farm work. 
But this one day out by the river and having the man buy you whatever you laid your eyes on, while sweet and very enjoyable, wasn’t enough. He shows up every morning now, you hear how exhausted his parents are when you reach the castle every time, they demand he act right, that he stop leaving without notifying any of the guards, but he just laughs it off and says “Why should they embark with me on my and my lovers adventures? Private matters are private father, remember?” 
They know what's going on but it's so much darker and more twisted than anyone could have imagined. Boundaries get pushed more and more, you keep trying to keep your farm alive for not just the royal family, but yourself and the others who need you too, but the prince insists that your time is to be spent with him, only him. 
It reaches its boiling point when you deny him a walk. No runs to the river, no waltz in the woods, not even a chat over tea. Your farm is sick, it needs tending, and you yourself are weary and exhausted from trying to balance it all out. 
He goes silent, hands clenching at his side for a moment before he just smiles, wide and friendly as usual, and he kisses your hand before apologizing. You assure him you aren’t exactly mad, you just have things to finish, and he at least seems to understand that. 
Or, so you thought. You crack open your eyes after waking up in a bed that wasn’t yours, hearing the horses outside neigh and chuff in terror as if something was very very wrong. You recognize the royal emblem on the wall, and you shoot straight up, knowing this was a carriage. You shove and knock on the doors, the smell of smoke filling your senses as you can only imagine the worst, but the heavy wood doesn’t budge and you can only make out garbled words as a man screams demands. 
You manage to break open the boarded window of the carriage and watch as your farm is engulfed in flames, horses neighing in terror, ashes falling all around, your cabin falling in on itself from the blaze. And you gaze upon what you can only assume is the incarnation of death and war itself, a sign of the end times, as the Prince rides up on his own horse and tosses a lantern, the blaze only erupting hotter as he cackles in triumph. 
You feel horrified tears well up in your eyes, so many emotions coming together at once. Everything you worked for, everything you had built from the ground up, all your memories and all of your belongings- gone. 
Ash and embers fill the sky as the knights who came begin marching back to the carriage, staffs in hand as they finally open the doors. You lunge, wanting to tear your teeth into the heart of that evil, sick, twisted man, but he just laughs. It’s a soft amused laugh like when you told him your stories in the market or on your many many walks. 
“Ah, I hadn’t expected that mixture to wear off so soon!” he boasts, stepping down from his own horse. His stride is slow, like he’s taking in the view of a beautiful field or admiring someones art. You want to spit at him, claw at him, break him in any way you could fathom. 
His feet stop, the crumbling building behind him still a blazing orange and red, opposite of the cold features the prince wore on his face. His hand comes to gently cup your cheek, his thumb stroking across where tears are falling down your heated cheek. “Why so upset? I took care of what was keeping you away from me! I know, I know, you’re sad, but I made sure nothing of importance was hurt! Which wasn’t much. A picture or two should still be safe-” he says with an expression of after thought. “ Anyway, dearest, I fixed the issue! And you can now come where you’re meant to be! “ “I’ll kill you-” “Ah, even when murderous and livid you strike my heart with your beauty. Do tell me every wicked way you wish to end me! It thrills me, makes my skin crawl so pleasantly imagining you touching me in any manner” he taunts, squeezing your face a bit tighter. “Be it anger and resentment or true love, I’ll relish any touch you bring to me” “My lord, the sun will rise soon” a deep voice says from the side, your own eyes too stunned to look, uncaring as everything else sets in. Your home is gone, your fields are ruined, your possessions all roasted and incinerated. Nothing left but the haunting image of burned rubble and some charred remains of any item you owned. 
You’re trapped. Imprisoned in a golden cage as this wild man declares that he and you are meant to be, whether you want it or not. 
“Get some rest darling. I’ll lead us back to the castle” He says with a kiss to your forehead, allowing the knights to force you back inside. “Don’t be so angered! I promise to treat you like royalty! Since you will be, once the marriage is announced and all”
(Hope you liked this! Feel free to comment and tell me your thoughts! Especially spicy ones :3c -Mommabean)
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polarbutch · 28 days
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oh how i would love to kiss a fucked-out femme's belly after i filled her full of my cum 💓 well-fucked AND well-bred 💓
maybe she'd even let me lap at her cunt, to make sure none of my cum goes to waste 💓
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pbscore · 1 year
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Politicizing fandom was a mistake and the proof is in the amount of grown adults victimizing themselves when someone makes a reasonable take like ‘hey, maybe we shouldn’t compare real life people getting their human rights violated by terrible legislation to you being more worried about whether or not you’ll be able to ship your fictional faves.’
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