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I cant express enough how much i love this movie

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Belle

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Sing, sing, sing! 🎵

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first art of 2022

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These two💜

You know what gets feelings out of my system? Fan art.. fan art is the answer

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I copy-pasted this from a Discord server I’m in. I have a platform (small as it may be), and I’m using right now to spread something that any of my followers in Oregon (specifically the Portland area) should be aware of.

“Hey gays, this is a serious message, and can apply to most of us.

TW: gun violence

On Friday, Saturday and Sunday, Downtown Portland Oregon will have a gang down there that have publicly stated that they will shoot, and are willing to kill, people that look

-Hispanic

-Mexican

-Gay

-And more

Please, if you live remotely close to this area, stay safe. Remind your friends. Tell loved ones. Spread the message of love and peace. And remember, guns are never the answer.

If you're religious, God bless you.

If you aren't, I wish you the best.”

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After a long and eventful airplane ride where the pair were seated in front of a brat that kept kicking their seat and screaming his little lungs off, the two were finally happy that they landed at their hotel room. 

So happy in fact that they took full advantage of the fact that the hotel believed that each guest should have soundproof rooms. Clothes were tossed haphazardly all over the room as Lance tossed his all too willing boyfriend onto the bed.

Lance planted soft kisses all over his face and body, lingering at the scar on his cheek from the fight with Shiro and the one that he got during the fight at the Blade headquarters.

Even if the battles were long since past since the defeat of Zarkon and Haggar, Keith still had his humanitarian relief efforts and it still took a toll on him with just how many more planets that still needed help.

So each time Keith came back to Earth, Lance would always go about in pampering his Kitten with dates, or just sitting on the couch all cuddled up together in a shared blanket. Squeezing him a little tighter when he leans against his body, a small little content purr rumbling out of him.

And in this case, it was being intimate with each other after Krolia basically surprised them with a all expense trip, saying that Keith, “Is going to overwork himself so hard to the point that Kolivan is considering having one of the newbies follow him around with a sleeping bag. You better make sure that he lowers his stress level.”

Maybe Krolia wasn’t expecting him to be balls deep in her son (or at least he hopes not, that would be creepy) while Keith was begging for more. He was always the loud one between the two, always demanding for it harder and faster, especially in their current room.

So when Lance stopped mid thrust to stare at Keith’s face to stroke at it, always wanting to know that he was doing good and that he wasn’t going too hard. With those soft blue eyes staring at him with a smile on his face and that he wasn’t moving at all, torturing him by denying him his release, Keith whined.

“Lance come on hurry up.” he grumbled, pouting adorably.

“Okay okay, you spoiled little pillow princess.” Lance teased before working himself up to the previous speed.

Squeezing at that ass he loved so much before playfully smacking it, he smirked at his sexy little kitten’s loud scream as he came fast and hard, admiring the flush on his body. Nearing his own release, Lance grunted and pounded into Keith’s body, before cumming into his boyfriend’s spend body.

Panting heavily into his neck, Lance pulled himself out slowly and gently, looking down at his boyfriend, who was looking right back up at him with his soft purple eyes.  “Mmm thank you Lance...” He said, yawning.

“For always being there for me.” 

Laughing and digging around into their little bag, Lance took out a bag of wipes to wipe down his boyfriend to remove out any spunk, kissing him on the tip of his nose.

“Well I should thank you too then, for always being there for me, my little space ranger partner.”

“Oh geez, you’re such a cheese ball!” He groaned before pushing Lance back onto the bed and laying on top of his bare shoulder.

“But I’m your cheese ball, Kitten.” Lance snickered, holding onto him tightly and kissing the top of his head.

“Oh just go to sleep Lance.” Keith warned with a blush on his face.

“Not even in the throes of passion and you’re still a demanding pillow princess... OWW BABE NO BITING HARD!”

Since its been awhile: I hc Lance as being so soft in bed like he stops mid thrust just to stare @ Keith in awe sometimes & make sure hes still ok. Strokes his face and smiles @ him all tender and stuff and when K whines L knows its all fine so he continues. he loves it when K whines like that, laughs and calls him his spoilt little pillow princess. He knows to kiss K all over too, cause kisses really sweeten him up and turn the usual feisty & disinterested K into his little touch starved kitten

(2) desperate for attention. K melts at all the pet names and sweet touches & kisses and always feels so loved. Its the perfect way to unwind and let go instead of his usual stoic attitude and duties as a paladin/bom. sometimes he even surprises L by sitting down next to him on the couch and cuddling up to hm and basically hinting he wants affection. L is so helplessly in love and also secretly rly smug that his bf is so hot but also only such a sweet kitten for L

UR KILLING ME KARINA 

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I was listening to an art podcast and I heard someone use “creative hibernation” as a term to describe a period of time when your creative energy and flow of ideas is slowing down.

Honestly, it sounds so much better than “art block”. To me, “creative hibernation” sounds less like a negative thing and more like an organic part of the creative process. 

“Art block” sounds very definite. They sound like something you MUST actively fight against to break them down in order to continue. “Hibernation” on the other hand sounds more like a thing that happens every now and then but that will go away on its own when it’s time. It’s a stage of gathering energy for the next creative pursuit. Art block on the other hand is an artificial, mental block that actually just seems to solidify the more you treat it like an obstacle to get around.

All creative people go through this type of slowing down all the time and it is completely alright. I thought I would share this because I think the right kind of mentality is actually one of the most important things of recovering your creative energy.

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Beautiful art I commissioned from the wonderful @thesmutwitch for my new fic Bad Weather! (๑¯◡¯๑)

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Heads up, new works on AO3 will take a while to show up, they’ve gotten hit with a bunch of spam.

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hey ao3 can you like give the extra $38k you made from this month’s funds drive to charity

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Omg natsu I love how you wrote klance being goofy despite trying to have sexy timesXD

I had to do it! I thought it would be funny and after reading the fic by @iwriteshipsnotsailthem​ it inspired me to write me something! Plus I love goofy klance shenanigans just as much!

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Lance was finally ready to get that dick that his boyfriend had so annoyingly has been hiding it from him. Ever since they were dating, Keith was patient in the next few steps of their relationship, wanting to take it slow and steady. And honestly he could understand, both of them used to always rush in past relationships that had never lasted as long as they wanted, being more of a physical relationship instead of the emotional relationship they all craved.

But after months and months of passionate makeouts and clothed grinding against each other was starting to get tedious.

Plus there was only so many times your boyfriend can push you away, before Lance Jr got tired of blue balls.

So which is why during their makeout session in which Lance was putting his mouth to good use (because hot damn did he love hearing all the noises that came out Keith’s mouth), instead of letting Keith get off when he felt Lance Jr. poking at his thigh, he grabbed his voluptuous ass and held him there.

“Wha.. Lance?” Keith asked, looking at him with a mix of desire and confusion. Which wasn’t surprising that at this point Lance reluctantly would allow him to get off of his lap.

“Keith, my mullet, my kitten. Don’t you think it's time that we finally move to the next part of our relationship?” He smirked, squeezing his ass more as he bucked up into him.

The loud gasp that he got caused his dick to twitch inside his already tight pants, eager to get out of its confines.

“Fuck… Dammit it took you long enough to ask!” Keith said, swatting Lance’s hands off of him before he desperately pawed at his belt and zipper to get to the big treasure that was hidden underneath.

But it seemed like their fun times weren’t happening quick enough, because Keith seemed to be struggling to pull down his jeans, making annoyed grunts as the material barely budged.

“Why the hell do you own such tight ass pants!” Keith complained.

“Because I gotta show off this beautiful body off to the world, babe!” Lance replied proudly. He had to show off to the world that his rocking bod was in its prime, but not for the taking. That his firm tush belonged to the guy that had an even better tush, no matter how much he got grumpy that Lance called it that.

Even lifting up his hips so his mulleted boyfriend could remove it easier had barely done anything except tug more on Lance Jr, who wasn’t appreciating that sort of tugging. So Keith has to resort on tugging at the jeans by his ankles, in hopes that would hasten the process.

Except rather than his pants being tugged off, Lance was very nearly yanked off completely off his bed, causing him to squawk loudly as Pidge and Matt so fondly liked to compare it to a screaming goat.

And to add more to his embarrassment, Keith started to laugh loudly at his reaction, bending over to clutch at his stomach.

“Stop laughing at me!” Lance said, his voice cracking.

“I’m sorry!” Keith said in a way that showed that he wasn’t at all sorry, as the voice crack just made him laugh even louder.

Suffice to say that Lance didn’t get to show off his big dick off to show because his jeans decided that they wanted to be a huge cockblock. It didn’t help that three minutes later, Keith was still trying to recover from his laughing fest, making him even more pouty than he already was.

Nothing could save him from how red his face was, not even Hunk’s cookies that were still in their fridge and Keith’s apologies over laughing at him.

Next time he wanted to get some sexy times with his boyfriend, he swore that he wasn’t going to wear his tight jeans, no matter how much his body looked good it. It wasn’t worth the hits to his pride and Lance Jr being sad and floppy in his pants.

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the hardest part about bouncing back from a depressive episode is cleaning up the mess you’ve made of your life like you can’t exactly say “sorry for ignoring you and your messages for a week, i was too busy suffering from crippling loneliness hope we’re still ok lol” right

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The more we’re advancing in this timeline the less fucks AOC is giving and I’m endlessly here for it