#ITS TRUE LOVE
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thechildofshadows · 2 months ago
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watch jameson’s card be the king of spades.
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poppy-metal · 5 months ago
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i just know patricks ideal aftercare is ordering his girlfriend food like he just folded her inhalf nd rearranged her guts so shes extremely out of it but he's immediately like "baby do you want mcdonalds? dominos? hm? milkshake and a burger sound good or no?"
hes so perfect <3333 starved after that shit.
one time he drove you to sonic because you were too clingy after sex to let him leave without you and so you're just in the passenger seat with his cum still leaking out of you. he buys you a orangecream slush and when he hands it to you, you stir the whipcream on top and giggle - "looks like your cum." later during the drive you shift around and whine about how you can feel him dripping down your thighs now and he inhales like 'yeah?' and reaches a hand down to feel - you make it easy by pulling your knees up and exposing your bare pussy - you'd only thrown on one of his shirts to cover up as it was oversized on you - for him to play with. for the rest of the drive home you sip on your dreamsicle as patrick lazily fucks his cum back into your pussy.
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chessalein · 6 months ago
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Me: *places two dinosaur plushies on my heater, making them kiss* (the heater isn't on of course! I don't wanna burn their little leggies)
Also me: *forgets about it and sees them days later* oh! I'm sorry! *Turns away* they are in love! Hihihi 🤭
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confettininjabean · 6 months ago
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Got my fiance to play swtor with me .... He loves it. Ftw!
All is good in the galaxy now. Lol
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baddiewithoutorgans · 6 months ago
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me and my not-killing-myself-machine are inseperable i love you stupid purple bike
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booksandshowsandmovies-ohmy · 8 months ago
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Well, it has been A MINUTE since I posted about Chenford. I moved and haven’t been able to watch live at all this season and most of last season as well, so it just felt…a bit flat, I guess. Buuuut, I always spoil myself as the newest episode airs and after tonight. Y’all. I’m waiting to watch this episode. I’m gonna need the next episode like RIGHT AFTER this one in order to survive. I’m gonna just pretend tonight’s episode doesn’t exist right now. That’s my coping mechanism. Yup
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lostghoulie · 11 months ago
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love trauma bonding w/ my coworker <3
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mangosmoothiepussyv3 · 1 year ago
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shout out to my boyfriend who saw me literally wet myself while puking and still thought i was hot enough to fuck later in the evening
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paradisepoisoned · 1 year ago
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WIP of just some good old healthy, ethical gunplay because nothing is more romantic than having your childhood crush point a gun to your head.
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ruins-and-rewritez · 1 year ago
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Anyone out there thinking that Kanej isn't romantic/endgame coded are those same people who look at their best friend like "wow I sure would like to bottle their laughter and get drunk on it every night....but like, ya know 'platonically' "
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densewentz · 1 year ago
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robin and I talking on tumblr: we're being forcibly separated, our devotion is being suffocated by tumblr staff and STILL we hold steady!!!! robin and I on talking on discord: you are a disgusting and cursed little wormlord and i hate you
(@karofsky is a bully who can't minimize windows guys)
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rapidhighway · 2 years ago
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All my favorite media is about a little badass asexual guy who doesn't feel emotions but then learns how to
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empress-of-hugs · 2 years ago
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Opera - Criminal Minds ficlet
Also available on AO3
“Really? That’s what you’re wearing?” David Rossi looked the man up and down. “Jeans and an open button-down shirt?” He frowned. “Is that a band logo on your T-shirt?”
A crooked smile appeared on Jason Gideon’s face. “It’s not, actually.” He held open his shirt to reveal a fauvism-style peacock proudly sprawled across his chest. “Beautiful, isn’t it?”
Dave sighed. “Yeah, just great. You realize that’s not what you wear to the opera house though, right?” He motioned to his own black tuxedo and overcoat before gesturing around at the people passing them by. “I did say black tie, didn’t I?”
Jason’s smile widened and he pulled a length of black fabric out of his pocket. Dave just shook his head. “Don’t bother. Just button up your shirt and let’s go. Once they start we’ll be in the dark anyway.” He motioned toward the door with the leaflet in his hand. ‘La Traviata’ was written across the front, above the picture of a woman in ornate clothing. He waited impatiently for Jason to button up his shirt, then chuckled when the man insisted on putting the black tie on. It all but disappeared against the dark brown of his shirt. Dave shook his head lightly before placing a hand on the small of Jason’s back and guiding him inside. 
They made their way over to the private box Dave had reserved and the moment they sat down, Jason pulled the knot in his tie down and opened the first few buttons on his shirt. “Why bother dressing up like that when you’re reserving private seats anyway?” He muttered as he took the leaflet out of Dave’s hand. “La Traviata,” he read aloud. “We finally get to go see it together.” He smiled at Dave, taking his hand and giving it a gentle squeeze. “I’ve been looking forward to this.” 
Dave smiled back. “As have I,” he said quietly before leaning over just enough to place the softest of kisses on Jason’s cheek. Below, the theatre was filling up and the rumble of hundreds of hushed voices drifted up to them. 
After a few more minutes, the sounds started to die down. The lights dimmed and now the voices faded away as everyone’s eyes found their way to the stage. There was a heavy silence as they waited for the curtain to lift. 
It started with a quiet buzzing, then a muttered curse, “Cazzo…” 
Jason looked on as Dave got up and hid behind the thick curtain to drown out the sound of his voice as he whispered into his phone, “Hotch, really? Today?” He sighed as he reappeared, his phone in his hand and a disappointed look on his face. Jason immediately got up and placed a hand on Dave’s back to guide him through the door and into the corridor beyond. 
“Go,” he said softly. “The team needs you.” 
Dave gestured to the door and the just-starting opera beyond. “We’ve been waiting for this for years, Jason,” he whispered harshly. 
“I know,” he nodded once, closing his eyes briefly to hide the pain. “But we’ve been over this. If Hotch calls, you have to go. Just like I had to go before. We promised we’d never let this affect the job.” 
Dave nodded solemnly and placed a quick kiss on Jason’s lips. “No reason you can’t go see it,” he said as he turned away. 
Jason shook his head as he followed, pulling the tie off of him as he walked. “I don’t want to. Not without you. Need a ride?” 
“No, I got it. I don’t want to have to call you in the middle of the night when we come back. You just go home, then.” He turned to Jason one last time, taking advantage of the dark hallway to kiss him lovingly on the lips before they entered the foyer. 
Outside, they went their separate ways, Jason in his old silver sedan, Dave in his brand-new black town car. He tried not to think about the night he’d just missed out on as he sped down the highway back to Quantico. But after he parked, he allowed himself a brief moment to look at the tickets that were now going to waste. He sighed longingly and murmured, “One of these days we’re going to have an uninterrupted date. Even if I have to retire again to make it so.” He placed the tickets in the glove box and exited the car, making his way to the round table room with large strides. In the elevator, he loosened his bow tie and shirt, feeling suddenly constrained by them.
Morgan chuckled as Dave walked into the room. “What, are you working on wife number four?” He asked as he toyed with his pen. 
Dave suppressed a sigh. “I see you people way too much.” 
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Ummm yes…hi. I would like to talk about how SOFT Tim’s voice is when he’s talking with Lucy in her apartment and he says that it doesn’t matter that he’ll be bored at the new job and that they’ll get to see each other everyday. Like, it makes me want to cry and die. This man. THIS MAN. *exasperated noise* It’s disgusting, I love it so much
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im-not-a-monster · 3 years ago
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kaga loves dax
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accio-victuuri · 3 years ago
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What are the things that make you think BJYXSZD?
I will answer this the same way I did similar asks of why I believe in SZD. There are alot of proofs that are IT for me but I know that those can be washed one way or another. So to me it’s really 👇🏼
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