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michelleplayswithfire · 7 months
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i don't give a flying FUCK if you "lack social skills" or are "not a social person"
don't give me attitude and just try to communicate with me and i won't go off on you
got it?
good.
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hestiashand · 9 months
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travelling together.
sasuke week day 6 — alternate ending
[ ID: a full body drawing of blank period sasuke and naruto in the woods just before dark. sasuke sits against a tree and naruto kneels, his amputated arm balancing on sasukes shoulder. both are feeding onigiri to two black cats. sasuke has pale skin and wears a dark grey sweatshirt and black jeans. his nails are painted black. naruto has brown skin, light freckles, sun spots, dimples and wears a light grey sweatshirt, pink shorts, a blue headband and blue earrings. his nails are painted blue and he has his normal length hair with roots growing in. END ID. ]
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michaeljoncarter · 7 months
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ok finally found the batsuit diagram i was talking about, so here's the full versions of both of them together! robin suit page from The Batman Files & batsuit pages from The Batman Handbook by Scott Beatty 💕
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exinewine · 3 months
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I've been thinking long and hard about why an Elriel book would bother me so much, and I've finally figured it out. It's the lack of development between Elain and Lucien. I refuse to accept that SJM is going to take a fated mates pair, the most sacred thing in her universe, and pair them up with others without explicitly showing why they aren't right for one another or that they would cause harm to each other. She's done it with Chaol, Celaena, Dorian, Feyre, and Tamlin. SJM has the potential to write it, and after reading ToG, I know for a fact she's not a lazy writer. Lucien having a half assed conversation while Elain is not in her right mind, while being chaperoned by a group of people who dislike and mistrust him is NOT enough. I will be the first one to accept an Elriel storyline if I can see that Elain and Lucien are just not right for each other, otherwise, I will be very disappointed.
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qcomicsy · 4 days
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Fighting the "Deadpool is funny therefore his hot" war on the he's hot side
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hungerpunch · 2 years
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valtteribottas Monday 🇺🇸
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heartkyeom · 1 year
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election
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politician!boo seungkwan x campaign manager!reader
word count: 2.1k
warnings: light political talk but nothing too complicated (fuck capitalism), choking, fingering, descriptions of female anatomy, hate sex (!!!!)
notes: once again got a random idea in the middle of the night and wanted to run with it! thanks to @junhui-recs and @flowerwonu for beta reading <3 hope you all enjoy it!
taglist: @weakforsvt @junhui-recs @rasparagus @just-here-to-read-01 @baekhyunstruly @enhacolor (join my taglist here!)
“I didn't think you could do it, actually.”
“Why doesn’t my campaign manager believe in me?”
“Because your pre election polls were fucking abysmal- shit!” He smacks your clit unexpectedly at your comment and your voice goes up an octave. 
Over the past few months, you’ve learned Boo Seungkwan is a glutton for punishment. You assume that’s why you keep having sex with him despite how horribly wrong it could all go, seeing as you’re both in extremely visible positions.
With him running for an extremely coveted city council position with you as his right hand, all eyes were on the both of you.
Yet, his fellow candidates were far more experienced so you thought there’s no chance in hell he could make it to the runoff election.
However, that sickeningly sweet charm of his landed him in 3rd place amongst voters. It’s been an impressive rise to say the least, but now you have to face the consequences.
You lost the bet that he couldn’t make it this far, hence why he was torturing you with open mouth kisses against your pussy, moving his tongue torturously slowly into your entrance.
You could feel the pulsing of your clit in your ears at this point, internally fighting off the urge to push him to go faster. The sight of him between your thighs is equally disgusting and perfect, seeing as how you shouldn’t even entertain him as a sexual partner but you can’t resist it.
He’s more often frustrating than not, especially now when he decides to move at such a nonchalant pace with your orgasm hanging in the balance.
“What is it gonna take for you to shut the fuck up and enjoy what I’m giving you?” He lifts his head to tell you off, face glistening from your juices. 
“Start by making me cum first, mister third place,” You knew it wasn’t nice, but you wanted to.
He sucks his teeth and sighs against your skin, making your cheeks burn from the warmth.
“That’s not how you ask, peach,” He reminds you gently. He knows calling you peach makes you cave every single time, no matter how much you hate being compliant with him.
“Please make me cum, shithead,” You offer a biting smile that gets you a knowing look from him, but he accepts it anyways.
He returns to his previous motions but with a stronger sense of urgency. The sound of your arousal on his lips is driving you insane, and his tongue prodding against your entrance every two seconds just reinforces how badly you need him to fuck you. 
“Fuck,” You moan out in frustration. He’s always good at this, but tonight your desperation requires a bit more than he’s giving. 
“Seungkwan,” You try to call his attention.
“Hmm?”
“Need you to fuck me instead, please,” You admit.
“Oh? What’s with the sudden change of heart?” He stops to climb up the bed to meet you. He lazily grazes his fingers across your belly. You don’t want to think about how his touches make you feel so relaxed.
“As much as I love you eating my pussy for an entire hour, I’d like to cum before the sun rises if that’s okay with you,” You find the bite in your voice again and he chuckles.
“That didn’t take too long,” He smiles and pinches your nipple. “Now don’t talk about my poll results again or you’re not gonna cum. You’re not supposed to be thinking about work,” He continues to work his fingers against your nipple, rolling it slowly with the occasional pinch. You don’t want to whimper, but it’s making you internally melt.
“That’s hard to do when I’m having sex with my boss, but sure,” You attempt to free your mind of the million different things that take up your daily life, including the hassle of trying to keep this campaign in one piece.
He’s a handful and he knows he is, but you suppose that’s the allure of him.
He moves his hand from your nipple to your neck, slowly pressing his fingertips into your skin. The slight restriction of your breathing makes your eyes roll to the back of your head.
“Well, try harder,” He whispers into your ear, pressing a kiss against your cheek without a second thought. He removes his hand from your neck to place his mouth there instead.
You feel his teeth begin to sink into your skin and you curse.
“Don’t you fucking dare,” You breathe out shakily. 
“You lost the bet, remember?” He fully sucks against your skin and you hesitantly accept your fate. His kisses soon become feverish and he attempts to cover as much skin as possible, leaving you with red marks that go across the expanse of your neck.
He was a dick for that, considering how long it’d take for you to cover it with makeup.
His cock has been torturing you this entire time. It’s been pressed against your abdomen for the past few minutes and you can practically feel yourself drip onto the sheets.
“Think I’ll let you have what you want now,” He finally sits up and settles between your thighs again. He doesn’t need to stretch you out from how wet you are, and you’d probably kill him if he tried to do more foreplay at this point.
He slides into you without warning and the impact has you moaning far too loud for your own good.
“You’re always so fucking tight for me, peach,” He reminds you, his strokes gradually wind up faster until you’re shaking underneath him. 
He pushes your leg up to hit you deeper than before, and the sudden movement springs tears up to your eyes. 
You can’t hold back your whining anymore, but how could you when he’s practically ramming into you? 
“Shit, Kwan,” He knows he has you in the palm of his hand when you call him that, the name you only use for him in the bedroom. 
You finally look up to see his face and he’s a goner. He’s so concentrated on you that his eyes have gone completely black, lust overtaking anything else. You almost want to pull him closer until you hear your phone vibrate.
Your mind is broken out of the trance instantly.
“For fuck’s sake,” You look at your phone before looking at him again.
“Answer it,” He hasn’t slowed down his movements and you think you’re imagining his response.
“What?”
“You heard me,” He raises his eyebrows. 
You eye him again before picking up the phone and bringing it up to your ear. 
“Hello?” You turn your head to the side to avoid his glance. It’s his secretary, calling you for god knows what reason.
It was after 6 pm at this point, and it was definitely something that could’ve waited for the next business day, so you can’t hide your disdain.
“Look at me,” He whispers. You glare at him and he smirks. You’ve been murmuring your way through the call, hoping that she doesn’t pick up on the sound of his skin slapping against yours.
“Yeah, I’ll let him know,” You breathe out gently, trying to hold your composure. You notice him moving his hands to your chest, palming your breasts in his grip. It forces a small moan out of you and he bites back a smile.
She doesn’t seem to notice though, as she continues with her train of thought.
“Just email me everything and I’ll take a look at it when I can,” You can’t believe you’re functioning halfway normally with his relentless pace. You can feel your orgasm approaching and it’s almost pathetic how hard you’re trying to fight it off on this call.
You screw your eyes shut and Seungkwan leans down, placing his head in the crook of your neck. It forces you to hold your arm up with your phone still pressed precariously against your ear.
He starts pressing kisses against your neck that she can almost certainly hear on the other line.
You could kill him.
“Okay, thank you, bye,” You rush through your words and hang up, throwing your phone onto the floor instantly.
“You’re such a fucking asshole,” You whimper. He laughs against your skin and moves to your mouth. You’re both still shaking from how hard he’s slamming into you, and you’re dangerously close to cumming around him. 
“That kind of focus is what I pay you for,” He knows you’re close and it’s his version of praising you, in a backhanded sort of way.
“You don’t pay me enough,” You whine pathetically, you grab onto his hair to ground yourself.
“I’ll see what I can do about that,” He kisses you so deeply, knowing that you could cum at any moment.
“I bet you wanna cum, huh?” He teases.
“Please, please I can’t take it anymore,” You beg and he finally grants you mercy.
“Cum for me,” He whispers into your ear, he finally lets you go and the coil inside you snaps instantly.
You let your head tilt against the headboard as you flood around him, you can’t tell how much you’ve cum until you feel the wetness seep out underneath you. 
He doesn’t stop moving, forcing you into overstimulation as he fills you with his cum moments later. His moans sound strangled against your skin, but he’s satisfied by the way he sighs.
After a few minutes, he finally leans up to kiss you on the mouth. It’s far more passionate and sloppy than earlier, but you’re not complaining.
“Clean me up, now,” You let him have it as you try to regain your energy. He laughs at you and leaves one last kiss against your lips before getting off the bed.
“Anything for my favorite campaign manager,” He calls out as he disappears into the bathroom.
You wake up to the sight of Seungkwan’s face against your shoulder. His cheeks are slightly fuller than normal, and you chalk it up to morning puffiness. He’s quite pretty when you don’t let yourself think about the technicalities of this.
You almost think you missed it, but you feel a slight movement against your leg.
“Are you fucking humping me?”
“Maybe,” He rasps out. His length is hard against you and you sigh.
“Are you gonna do something about that?” You retort.
“I wanna finger you before you run out of here, at least. I can handle the other part,” You picture him jerking off and promptly regain focus before you get too horny for your own good.
“It’s the weekend, where would I even go?”
“Well, you don’t ever linger,” He kisses your cheek and the realization hits your chest. You always get away before you can consider the weight of all this, making your hookups with him just fleeting memories amongst the hustle of your everyday life.
You think you can afford this, just once.
“Fine. Don’t get greedy,” You face him and give a peck on his lips. He wastes no time before slipping two fingers into your core. You can’t deny how good it feels, how wet you are for him already with no prep. 
You suck his fingers in instantly and you both let out quiet moans. 
“Does that feel good, peach? Do you like it when I make you fall apart like this?”
“Yeah,” You moan against his mouth before capturing his lips in a kiss. You’re deliberately sweet with it, cupping his face with your hand.
You hook your leg across his hip to trap him further into your hold. You’re too tired to be mean, too tired to come up with some witty comeback. His fingers curled inside of you so precisely that it made you want to cry from pleasure. 
He knows your body well, and you wanted to enjoy it.
Your hips start to rut against him and you highly doubt that you’ll make it out of his apartment without being split open again.
He starts to move faster after you make your desperation known. He uses his free hand to grab your ass, gently kneading his fingers against your flesh.
With all of this stimulation, you press yourself against his lips and he swallows your moan with a long kiss.
“Just let go, okay? Let me take care of you,” He breathes gently against your lips.
You’re done for, cumming around his fingers the moment he finishes speaking. It takes a moment for you to come to your senses, but you feel him plugging your cum back inside you. 
It’s terrible how good he is to you, how enamored you are with him.
“Don’t look at me like that,” He mutters with a smile.
“Like what?”
“Like you wanna kiss me again, or else you’re not leaving this bed,” He turns away from you with a gentle pat on the head.
He’s awful, you’re sure of it, but you know the butterflies will be fluttering inside your stomach long after you make it back home.
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whydoifeelthisquiet · 5 months
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I will never recover from THIS.
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suntaeshine · 17 days
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its not a matter of seeming like a badass its the fact that phil doesn't have basic human respect or common sense. if you need to point out how someone fights over why they were fighting in a professional work environment in the first place you're a shit person
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purge-samauwu · 8 months
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FREE FUCKING PROMO FOR THIS STORY GAME I'M PLAYING BECAUSE IT IS PEAK.
IT'S CALLED ROMANCE CLUB AND IT'S KINDA LIKE EPISODES OR CHOICES BUT 500x BETTER BECAUSE YOU GET DIAMOND PAYBACKS FOR MAKING GOOD CHOICES AND EVEN IF YOU SCARCELY CHOOSE DIAMOND OPTIONS YOU CAN STILL GET A GOOD ENDING. ALSO THE STORIES ARE THOUGHT THROUGH AND ALL ARE INCREDIBLY INTERESTING NONE OF THEM SEEM TO BE COPY PASTE AND EVEN IF THEY FALL INTO STEREOTYPICAL ROMANCE THERE'S ALWAYS A TWIST TO MAKE IT ENJOYABLE.
I could just he freaking out for nothing but I really love this game and I don't know if it has a community. I just want it to have the props it deserves. Devs I thank you.
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kenslilove · 5 months
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Oh to have thick fingers trace hearts along your spine n a low, deep, reassuring voice remind you that you are loved.
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noctomania · 1 year
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TERFs are truly some of the people I'm MOST embarrassed by. Reminds me of a younger version of myself but added in a huge heap of toxicity and audacity to think I'd have any authority over someone else's personal expression.
Go find a hobby. Go learn about rocks. Go start a band. Build a community center or host a game night in one.
Just play. Tap into being a creature. You are no better than me nor i better than you. You just insert yourself where you were not invited nor belong.
You've removed yourself sofar from everyone else thT you're just in a corner talking to yourself.WAKE UP.
you're not a feminist if you think you can tell people what to do with their bodies point blank period Full stop.
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solarwynd · 1 month
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https://twitter.com/JKRadioUpdater/status/1767677740830883980 not that jm needs their validation but its annoying how his own bandmates continue to ignore him being a main dancer and acting like jh is the only exceptional dancer in the group
I’ve just conceded that this just might be their fixed go to answer regarding that question tbh. (Not that it makes it any less irritating) My main gripe with this is that armys who already undermine jimin’s dancing abilities are gonna feel validated in doing so cause you know they make everything BTS say law and lack any objectivity.
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freaky-flawless · 8 months
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they made toralai racist ?? 😭 what the hell goes on???
Yeah, against humans. And on top of that they made her a rich and elitist brat. Her goal in the show (and the upcoming movie sequel I presume) is to get Clawdeen kicked out of Monster High because she's human, even after it's revealed that she's also half werewolf.
I have no doubt that she's gonna get redeemed and see the error of her ways at some point, but her overall personality this time around just isn't for me :/
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hungerpunch · 8 months
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sirwilliethewiener When you ride a tandem bike up a 20% climb in costume, with @.alexeyvermeulen and @.megfisher …. and as a result win 515lb of beer.
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girlfox · 2 days
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