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#something came over me
dragonroilz · 4 months
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wrenisnotdead · 20 days
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had the og image saved in my camera roll for weeks but this is so jonathan sims
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wickedfarter · 7 months
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creek yuri posting for cringetober day 4 devil/angel
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danygn · 1 year
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cathchicken · 3 months
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I wasn’t normal last night
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fem0ral-artery · 3 months
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I can't stop drinking Crude Oil
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revivisection · 5 months
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helo kity!!!!
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base
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fryingpan1234567 · 9 months
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akfjwjsbbdhrbw Jon calls Damian sunshine, which is increasingly hilarious every time someone overhears because Damian gets grumpier Every Single Time and their siblings have a hard time with missions when they can hear the arguing over comms
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meanferalbutch · 1 year
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I can’t stop thinking about a pretty little femme who tries to tame a butch werewolf in both of her forms.
She comes across this giant dog stalking by the edge of the woods one day after work, and she watches it closely. It clearly distrusts humans, as it won’t take the hamburger she had left over from lunch, even after she leaves it 30 feet away. She’s not sure what type of breed the dog is, maybe a husky? What’s that big one, a malamute? (Listen, she’s never met a wolf before!) With a coat so soft and shiny looking she doubts it’s a stray, but the skittish behavior towards humans and the goosebumps that raise on her neck to warn her of danger whenever this dog meets her eyes makes her doubt this could ever be someone’s domesticated pet.
So she starts to come by every day with a hamburger to try and catch it. She learns the dog is very standoffish, and picky. She didn’t know this was possible for a dog, but it somehow knows when she hasn’t taken the pickles off. It also seems to eat much quicker, come much closer when she puts an effort into the presentation of the meal.
She talks for hours to her butch coworker about how she started with plain Tupperware, now the spoiled thing requires her to plate the dish and take the pickles off. Her coworker just shakes her head and asks why she keeps making hamburgers alongside her regular lunch if it’s so much effort. She replies that it’s not really about the effort, it’s about teaching this wild thing that not all people are bad. That there’s kindness in the world, too. The femme explains that she’s actually not a big fan of hamburgers, but she is great at making them, in fact, would she like for her to bring an extra one for the butch to eat tomorrow? Her coworker nods very enthusiastically, so enthusiastic she could have sworn she saw her start to salivate.
“No pickles, please”, the butch says.
“Just like the dog!”
“Just like the dog.” The butch smirks back.
She can tell they are both opening up, even if it is slowly. To be honest, it seems like neither of them have really been shown much kindness. That’s a real shame, the femme decides, so she starts religiously packing her coworker a pickle-free hamburger every day, with one kind note in the bag of each one. The dog also gets its own hamburger, of course. So they carry on like this, one hamburger for the butch, one for the dog after work.
Until one day the dog doesn’t show up. The coworker is also out sick that day, so the femme asks around for her address to bring her some chicken noodle soup (but she also packs a hamburger, just in case). When the butch opens the door for her she’s clearly been hurt.
She’s got her right leg bundled up and she keeps dismissing questions about it. “Hunting accident.” Is about the only details the femme gets out of her. Says she will be back tomorrow, not to worry about her. Thanks her kindly for the soup and hamburger and when they get to the door to say goodbye she hugs her, even though she winces a bit when her leg shifts.
The femme tries to find the wolf that same day with no luck. At least, she thinks it’s a wolf. she’s done some research by now and is pretty certain that her “husky” isn’t some house pet. It might be dangerous and stupid to feed a wolf, but she can’t stop herself, she has to pet it, she has to show it how soft the world can be.
A few days later, after her coworker had returned to work, the wolf comes back. It slinks out of the tree line, and for a second she thinks that it can’t possibly be, but she can see the wolf is also limping on her right leg. It looks slightly healed up, but clearly the poor thing stepped in a trap at some point. She disappears for a few moments to her car, and comes back with some minor first aid supplies. She didn’t have vet wrap, but maybe if she moved very slowly and carefully she could at least try to clean it and put some gauze over it.
The wolf is shockingly calm and peaceable about the process. Of course, she starts slow, placing her hands ever so gently around the back paw. She pours some alcohol over the wound, which the wolf winces at but astonishingly does not bare her teeth or show any aggression. When she gets to the end, she struggles with how to wrap and secure the wound. The bandaids won’t stick to fur, and her gauze isn’t self adhesive. She tries in vain for a few moments before the wolf stills her hand, licking her palm and then her forearm to get her to stop.
“I’m so sorry baby, I know it hurts, I’m trying to take care of it for you” the femme explains gently
Then suddenly, she no longer is holding a big burly wolf in her lap. In a bright flash, she is now instead holding her big burly butch coworker in her lap. While her brain struggles to catch up, the butch reaches up to hold her cheek.
“It feels alright, but i figured you might find this process easier with some skin to work with” the butch smirks, like all of this is completely obvious and a giant wolf didn’t just turn into a woman in her arms. The butch giggles at her expression and gives her a big, wet kiss only slightly reminiscent of the licks she got on her hand earlier.
“Sorry to surprise you, but thanks for all of the hamburgers!”
The femme takes a beat before replying
“…Have you been tricking me so you can get two hamburgers this whole time?!”
And they both collapse onto the cool forest ground to laugh in each others arms.
This is about lesbians and my blog is nsft so men minors and terfs dni
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odysseys-blood · 5 months
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good morning richter nation
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fawnwish · 3 months
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evangelifloss · 6 months
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WOOF WOOF ARKARK ARK BARK BARK BARK HUMANA HUMANA HGNGNGNF ARK ARK
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pinkartdork · 8 months
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*toys your toy seller*
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asteromorph · 2 years
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i. uh
[ image id: three digital drawings; the first depicts axe knight pointing at a distant meta knight, as he says “sir meta knight… will never be ballin’!!!” the second image is zoomed in towards meta knight, who is holding a basketball, saying “...are you done?”, as an arrow points to him that reads “just trying to get in his daily exercise.” the final image has meta knight dunking the ball into a hoop as axe knight gleefully says “i didn’t think he’d do it!” along with mace knight, who’s holding a camera. end id ]
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desitenya · 2 years
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BEING BUTCH IS ABOUT TAKING MASCULINITY AND MAKING IT UOR OWN ITS ABOUT DEFYING HETERONORMATIVITY AND LOVING WOMEEEEE. NNN. NNGRAAAHHAAAH
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ratcandy · 3 months
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its 1:30am.
the first rough draft is complete at 8034 words .i feel like i'm probably going to add more. just not when it's. um. u know
yes it's not going to be super duper long. not a massive thing. because if i planned out a truly massive thing i'd never finish it sghKJSDGH
I will add more and edit it another time. Probably not tomorrow. I have. homework . that I have not been doing,
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