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[moths-obsessions]

sometimes a tag isn't necessary. "his claws come out during sex" it's a wolverine fic that's a given. "pet names" it's a deadpool fic that's a given. "wound fucking" again it's a-

[hai7ani]

just thinkin bout how fwb/colleague!Rindou gets so hard at the work party in a random bar when you drag him to the back by his tie to kiss him absolutely stupid because you just cannot help yourself.

he's a little red and dumb after finishing all of your remaining glasses for you and you're pushing your breasts against his sturdy chest. his dick grows hard in his pants and you're giggling because it poked your thigh. so you break away from the kiss and look him in the eye. "take me back to yours, Rin." he grows warm under your seductive gaze, under your gentle touch as your red acrylics lightly scratches across his cheeks. there's lipstick in his favourite shade all over his face and the sight makes your heart swell a little ー a big red print of your juicy lips resides on his left cheek and another one on his collar ー he's yours to touch, yours to fuck, yours to kiss. though you're no better yourself either, sore waist and hips gripped so tight by his strong and impatient hands that you're sure there'd be imprints left under your clothes, hair messy from sweat, and your panty is wet.

he smirks when he catches you rubbing your thighs together a little, "like you gotta ask." and he's scooping you up by your butt the moment you grin in excitement and the both of you are escaping out the backdoor, to his car, without bidding your goodbyes for the night to your other colleagues. "i'm gonna fuck you real stupid tonight." he whispers in your ear as soft wind breezes past your bodies, and you only hum as a reply before sucking deep purples onto his jaw.

Rindou doesn't wait till the both of you get back to his. had a man knock on the car window because the poor guy thought that a random Civic parked in the parking lot at 11pm on a random Tuesday night had been possessed by a demon. turns out it was just two drunk and in-love-without-themselves-knowing bastards fucking in the backseat. when Rindou looks up at the knock with you conveniently clearing the fogged up screen when you'd slapped a palm on the window out of bliss, he'd given that man a shock of his life, gave the two of you a good laugh for a minute.

10/10, would try again.

this is connected to something im working on 🫢

[theoptia]

Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980; February 17th, 1970

Text ID: I’m chasing myself (I have been for years).

[fallenrain40]

"aroace people can still have relationships-" NOT ALL OF THEM CAN. YOU KNOW THAT RIGHT. WHY DO YOU WORD IT AS "aroaces can still be in relationships" AND NOT "some can have relationships, and others cannot."? WHY MUST YOU INSIST THAT WE STILL CAN LOVE IN SOME WAY. WHY DOES IT MATTER. WHY SHOULD WE HAVE TO LOVE. WHY, WHEN TALKING ABOUT AROACES, DO YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO IMPLY THAT IT'S OUR OTHER WAYS OF LOVING THAT MAKES US ACCEPTABLE? WHY CAN'T THE FACT WE DON'T LOVE MAKE US GOOD PEOPLE? WHY IS THERE ALWAYS AN EMPHASIS ON THE OTHER WAYS WE LOVE, OR THE AROACES THAT CAN STILL DATE, AND NOT ON OUR LACK OF LOVE? IT FEELS TO ME, LIKE YOU ARE TRYING TO PUSH ASIDE THAT ASPECT OF OUR IDENTITY, BECUASE IT'S TOO STRANGE TO YOU. YOU MAY NOT SAY IT OUTLOUD, BUT THERE'S STILL A STIGMA AROUND LOVELESSNESS. IN YOUR MIND, YOU STILL ARE VIEWING LOVELESS PEOPLE AS LESS MORAL OR GOOD, AREN'T YOU? OTHERWISE, YOU WOULD CELEBRATE OUR LOVELESSNESS, NOT SHOVE IT ASIDE BECUASE "THERE ARE OTHER WAYS TO LOVE"

[sage-is-in-fact-very-tired]

guys the bottom end of draekes cape - the thing castrel is wearing as a scarf - are kinda burnt looking . like they've been caught on fire a little bit . you know . ashril sure burnt a lot to escape from him . you know . sure wonder how that might've happened . mhm . surely ash doesn't feel guilty about that too . surely .

[paruparuparuparu]

I was close to knocking out last night until I just had the sudden craving to draw Leshy.

[intotheelliwoods]

(Apologies in advance for this lmao) So. It's been a bit since the first keychains went out, and I was planning to hop on the bandwagon of people who posted pictures of Poptart dangling out windows and tucked into beds, but life happened and I missed that train haha

Instead, I'd like to let you know something.

The past month or so, I've taken a good hard look at my health and tried to change it. I'm disabled, mentally and physically, and it takes a lot of work just to accept that, much less to improve my quality of life by dealing with it.

And I didn't expect it when I first started reading your comic, because it was just hugs and fun and pretty colors, but I think...I think 2al has made it easier to come to terms with my body, my limits, and the ever-expanding list of opportunities that I'm realizing I can still take advantage of as a physically disabled person.

Sprout got to be uncomfortable with his missing arm, use a prosthetic as an emotional crutch of sorts, and learn how to deal with it with help from Big Leo. Big Leo and Sprout got to experience and show the fact that an aid is an aid and not a permanent requirement. Poptart gets to explore life without a prosthetic by choice, and the challenges, and rewards, that come with that.

But most importantly, they all exist. You didn't shy away from the fact that they ARE disabled characters now, with trauma and healing and options for aid and different reactions and ways of dealing with it. The positives, the negatives, the little things that no one really thinks about (Sprout's cold robot arm and how it's not as comfortable to hug), you took it all into account as an integral part of their character and story.

And I didn't know I needed to see that, but here we are.

So I wanted you to know that, even though I don't have cool or funny pictures to share of it, my Poptart keychain goes with me to physical therapy, regular therapy, and everywhere I go with my cane. On bike rides and to check the mail. To doctor's appointments and visits to the store.

He lives with me while I learn to live with myself - a reminder that I'm not the only one going through this, that I can be disabled and still happy and silly and loved.

And that's amazing. So thank you so, so much <3

[every-kakashi]

[mvrders-are-okay]

saying you hate scara as you have him on your lap is real!! m regularly havin thoughts about cussing at him while biting softly at his neck as groping his ass!! he’s just so ewww but so ughh yk yk

i get how you feel.

[td-rarepairs]

total drama is ruining my life anyway lesheather toxic yuri #lovewins bring back aleamy 2024 djuncan, feed me djuncan, who fucking cares anymroe im crying in real life right now scarymary raynebow sweep

[starsinthenigth]

★urrrhh, michelangelo- mikey doodle★

★he is erm, so cool <3★

[texasbama]

It’s crazy, the difference a year makes.

[now-i-know-that-sounds-bad]

HI MY FRIEND POINTED SOMETINHG OUT TO ME.

when charlie is dying bc of theeeee security bot thing. and he says to get the button. the robot says it first. security says it first it said "ranboo, the button." and at moment it seems like charlie is trying to speak. but he cant. but after Security speaks, Charlie speaks, but only saying "the button"

the implications.

either-

1, Security is a victim or cast member that got transformed into That and wants this to end (though it doesn't explain why it would attack Charlie)

or 2, the most likely, which is Security is merging with Charlie somehow. and the words it spoke "ranboo, the button" weren't actually Security's, they were Charlie's.

[trashie-nerd]

mhm.

[sage-is-in-fact-very-tired]

hi chat. "I geuss rae was kind of right.. Eyes glazed over isnt-" how you'd describe it? how would you describe it then, ven? what does it look like? because if it's not their eyes glazing over, *what happens*?

[thesillyguyy]

Just got an amber alert. About a 14 year old girl. Feeling greaaaaat