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fruitypieq · 1 year
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I really do love following people who hate each other. I'll see some shit like "STOP POSTING ABOUT TAYLOR SWIFT SHE SUCKS SHE IS THE WORST" followed by someone else reblogging 5 Taylor Swift gifsets in a row
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philchy · 8 days
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Sneak peek ;)
Happy misery-desert-block-people day everyone!
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castercassette · 2 years
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Nothing to see here, just sheriff Y/N yellin' again. I'll doodle things for Sun too. Just thought Moon deserves some love after being punched in the face.
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chrissy-kaos · 8 months
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Maybe one day you'll see me for who I am, instead of what I am
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aspiringwriter1111 · 3 months
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It plagues me that no one has realized Spy x Family comes out every second-son day.
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ready for your bite
✧ written for 'suck' ✧ word count: 480 ✧ rated: T ✧ cw: none ✧ tags: vampire!eddie, confident steve, suggestive ✧ @steddiemicrofic (〜 ̄▽ ̄)〜✧
"Hello? Is anyone here? I'm sorry to intrude, but there's a terrible storm -"
"And so you enter my home?"
Steve gasped, spinning around to find a man, watching him from the shadows. "Please," he says. "Allow me to stay for just the night, until the storm passes."
The man stares at the droplets running down his skin. "Of course. Come, I'll show you where you can dry off."
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Steve inhales when he hears the window click open, the hinges somehow quiet despite it being so large and heavy.
He stays silent as a weight starts to creep on him, tangles of curls brushing against his bare skin, only letting out a sigh when a feather-light touch grazes down his throat.
"What a pretty bride you'd make."
The words are soft, almost wistful, and his heart races, which means the game is over.
"And why," he drawls, opening his eyes to stare up at the shocked Edmund above him. "Would I not be a groom?"
"I - you're awake?" Edmund says and Steve almost coos.
"Is this the part where you ravish me in bed?" He raises his brow, moving his body languidly across the sheets, watching as Edmund watches. "Where you tie me down, bite my skin and suck the life out of me?"
"I don't - you knew?"
"Oh come on," Steve rolls his eyes. "A big spooky castle in the middle of dangerous woods with a single occupant who has no reflection?"
"How could -" Edmund sputters, still caging Steve to the bed. "There are no silver-backed mirrors here!"
"Brought my own," Steve grins, shifting along the sheets again just to see Edmund's eyes flicker down.
"You're a hunter," he accuses, but he doesn't move.
"Something like that," Steve agrees, and he strokes a hand up Edmund's arm and shoulder, curling it around the nape of his neck. The vampire's eyes never leave his but damn, the way they widen. "I'm really just a man, looking for some shelter from the terrible storm outside."
"The storm passed an hour ago," Edmund says, even as he follows Steve's hand pushing him closer.
"Mm, but it's so cold out there," Steve pouts, both of his arms wrapped around Edmund's neck, his bare chest pressed against the silk of Edmund's shirt. He watches him swallow with a smile. "Will you leave your poor fiancé to shiver just after you promised me forever?"
"I - you - this isn't how it's supposed to go?!"
Steve pulls him in closer, pushes Edmund's face into his neck, relishes in the sound of his gasp. "Why not? Everything's going according to your plan, I am simply asking if you intend to get my blood all over these fine sheets."
"What are you?" Edmund says softly, nervously, into Steve's skin.
"Why don't you start drinking," Steve grips his hair with a smile. "And find out?"
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moon-knights-balls · 6 months
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Moon Knight, my beloved, my sugar plum, my honey bunch, my babygirl, the apple of my eye, the bullet to my gun, the sun to my sunset, the stars to my night sky, the moon to my sea.
Every time i wake up, i think of Moon Knight. Every time i eat, i think of Moon Knight. Every time i go to school, i think of Moon Knight. Every time i go home, i think of Moon Knight. Every time i go to sleep, i think or dream of Moon Knight. Every time i see a cab, i think of Jake Lockley, every time i see an Egyptian Mythology related thing, i think of Marc Spector, every time i see goldfish, i think of Steven Grant.
Moon Knight has invaded my mind to the point i can't breathe or exist without thinking of them. Speaking of that... If Moon Knight has a million fans, i am one of them. If Moon Knight has ten fans, i am one of them. if Moon Knight has one fan, i am THAT fan. If Moon Knight has no fans, i no longer exist in this world. If the world is against Moon Knight, i am against the world.
I have read 1k fanfics of him daily(Mcu and Comics), i have read every Moon Knight run, i have consumed Edits and Arts of him daily. I shall go feral whenever i see one pixel of him.
Anyways, if you hate Moon Knight go bury yourself in a sacrophagus, he is the reason why we have hands after all. In order to hold him, to worship him, in order to-
Tldr: I like Moon Knight :3
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alexsays-no · 1 year
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James "a hand thing" Potter
Regulus "a back thing" Black
James "a freckles thing" Potter
Regulus "an arm thing" Black
James "a collar bone thing" Potter
Regulus "a thigh thing" Black
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James "a Regulus thing" Potter
Regulus "a James thing" Black
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sidetongue · 6 months
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sunset with the best
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hitsujirui · 11 months
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🩸❓💋❓
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drksnctury · 9 months
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idk why guillermo doesnt just pretend that nandor got rlly drunk and high and then turned him into a vampire. his stupid ass would fall for it
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Alastor/Lucifer Magne | Morningstar, Charlie Magne | Morningstar/Vaggie, Angel Dust/Husk (Hazbin Hotel), Alastor & Vox (Hazbin Hotel), Alastor & Rosie (Hazbin Hotel), Charlie Magne | Morningstar & Lucifer Magne | Morningstar Characters: Alastor (Hazbin Hotel), Alastor's Shadow (Hazbin Hotel), Lucifer Magne | Morningstar, Charlie Magne | Morningstar, Vaggie (Hazbin Hotel), Alastor's Mother (Hazbin Hotel), Angel Dust (Hazbin Hotel), Exorcist Angels (Hazbin Hotel), Husk (Hazbin Hotel), Vox (Hazbin Hotel), Valentino (Hazbin Hotel), Cherri Bomb (Hazbin Hotel) Additional Tags: Protective Alastor (Hazbin Hotel), Possessive Alastor (Hazbin Hotel), Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Alastor Has a Heart (Hazbin Hotel), Hurt Alastor (Hazbin Hotel), Hurt Lucifer Magne | Morningstar, Alastor loses his cool, Post-Season/Series 01 Series: Part 1 of Falling Doesn't Feel So Bad When I Know I'm Falling With You, Too Summary:
“Good afternoon sinners and saints alike! It’s a pleasure to be broadcasting to you live from Extermination Day!”
Alastor has a new appreciation of the king, forcefully.
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transfinan · 8 months
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I think the thing I love most about Sihtric is that he barely ever talks so u can pretty much project whatever personality u want onto him
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rejectedvinyl · 5 months
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hear me out
what if max and charles would really become teammates, but not in red bull and not in ferrari? (and most especially not in mercedes lol)
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ellies-enrichment · 9 months
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when you dont like my incorrect quotes this is who you’re hurting btw
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bylersrise · 5 months
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me at random points of the day remembering that byler is actually going to be endgame and not just happening in my mind
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