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lunarruled · 3 months ago
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Kyleigh's Favorite Things: A to Z
H: Halloween
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starrierknight · 2 months ago
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no results button, we die like men.
please reblog for a larger sample size & to help fellow authors out!
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lovesickfangs · 3 months ago
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In bed alone and up way too late texting and waiting for responses again... nothing ever really changes, does it? Laying here fighting the urge to sleep, fighting the urge to hurt myself for your attention, staring at my phone and waiting for you to either respond or take long enough that my brain deems it okay to give up and pass out... it's all the same, for me anyways... even though you're infinitely better - perfect, even - than he ever was, I'm still in the same silly loop...
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botanikos · 13 days ago
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What if: Stolas but he's a [jester]
ooc; Is he not enough of a joke on his own? fr aasdfklg; also this is A LOOK but also mildly terrifies me???? idk what it is. . . .
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yorehhs · 3 days ago
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hakari bagging this baddie and punching conservative higher ups, he really does win the lottery
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firstwcman · 26 days ago
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the hardest part of picking a halloween costume for lilith is finding something she doesn't wear on a regular basis.
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indeliblepromise · 4 months ago
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꒰১ ✦* : ˚ʚ 【 @eternalstarlights / STARTER CALL ( Sasha ). 】 ɞ˚ : ꙳✦ ໒꒱
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‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒕 that the Astral Express had stopped by ? As hard as he tried to think, he couldn't come up with anything. He must have fallen asleep during the MEETING about their destination. This didn't look like any of the places his Grandpa ( or rather, he ) wrote about in his journals either.
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤHe WOULD have asked his fellow trailblazersㅤ—ㅤbut somehow he had gotten SEPARATED from them. His friends would NEVER take off without himㅤ—ㅤbut he certainly would have liked to reunite with them at some point.
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤSpotting a woman in the distance, he cautiously APPROACHES her.
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˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤH - Hello Miss ! Do you happen to know what PLANET this is ?ㅤ❜
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alibraryofquotes · 2 months ago
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“This isn’t a climb to heaven. It’s a fall from grace.”
— H. D. Carlton, Haunting Adeline (Cat and Mouse, #1).
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moonrevolutions · 1 year ago
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₊˚ʚ₊˚✧ ゚.☾ shawty girl's a trooper / she be like SUPER!
🎶✨ When you get this you have to put 5 songs you, the mun, actually listen to—publish. Then, send this ask / tag 10 of your favourite followers ✨🎶
andre 3000 / ❝the slang word p(*)ssy rolls off the tongue with far better ease than the proper word vagina . do you agree?❞
mf doom / ❝hoe cakes.❞
danny brown / ❝jenn's terrific vacation.❞
mayer hawthorne, oliver / ❝her favorite song.❞
harold budd / ❝let us go into the house of the lord / butterfly sunday.❞
⊹ ࣪ ˖ TAGGED BY: stole it like last week . ⊹ ࣪ ˖ TAGGING: now u can steal it This week.
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armafidelium · 10 months ago
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how do you view love?
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isolating
intense, silent, overwhelming. you have so much to give but it is too much to share. nobody every reciprocates the way you do. makes you feel alien, unwanted. so you keep it and and watch others, hoping one day that could be you too.
stolen from : @withinchains tagging : steal it from me !
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orangeshinigami · 10 months ago
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it's bully ichigo hour, anon or off anon, feel free to come pester him about anything & everything lmao.
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lovesickfangs · 3 months ago
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Would you still love me if I hurt myself?
Would you love me more-?
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botanikos · 18 days ago
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"moan for me~" -- Andre to Stolas @redemonarc
send "moan~" for my muse to call out your muse's name while pleasuring themselves.
Alternatively, send "moan for me~" to be the one making my muse moan your muse's name.
These stolen moments would irrevocably alter the chemistry between them. Rivalry and pointed commentary somehow turned into starving kisses, fleeting touches. Now the pair found themselves in Stolas' private garden. Even the carnivorous plants housed there seemed to look the other way or close their eyes. Elongated roots withdraw or fold in among themselves, as if understanding they were not privy to their interactions.
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The prince dances nimble fingers along the boa Andrealphus so oft wears. He gives it a playful tug, pulling the Marquis closer with a musical laugh. The sound is chased, cut short with with a harsh and irritable kiss. It softens around the edges, and so too does Stolas. It is then, when his guard lowers and his hold loosens that Andrealphus pushes Stolas against one of the glass panes of the garden's walls. Audible gasp is drawn from the prince's mouth, vermillion hues catching the spark of triumph in arctic blues. His attention and intent continues, precise and certain despite the previous dances the pair made around one another before. Now the Marquis held a weapon between them — knowledge of Stolas' own desire, and that he could easily spark it. Power, in this moment, was his.
Sleek, elegant features shift with the knowledge, and he dips his head to the prince's throat. Stolas quivers, heart racing as beak grazes sensitive, feathered neck. Gentle nips distract him momentarily, and he tips his head back against the glass with labored breaths, welcoming of the gestures. What startles him however, eliciting a deliciously audible moan is the pressure between his legs and the slow traverse of careful fingers down his frame, holding his waist. What was that? I couldn't quite hear you. A demon of your stature ought to know how to enunciate . . . Andrealphus doesn't hesitate, doesn't give Stolas the opportunity to reply or make a witty quip. He shifts his leg again, pressing it forth once more and locks the prince within his own frame.
And Stolas doesn't hold back. Andrealphus, he pleads, moaning the Marquis name right into his waiting mouth for devouring kisses, voice thick and honeyed with want.
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spydcddya · 2 years ago
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he's sitting criss-cross apple sauce, & i don't know why but i love to see loid looking like a big ol' kid !!
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firstwcman · 3 months ago
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Clutching co-sleeping fanart with a death grip bc absolutely yes, this woman had such severe separation anxiety with her babies.
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panb1mbo · 1 year ago
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each and everyday the urge to make pasta from scratch gets stronger and stronger.
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