#STWA

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MoxEddie movie theatre blow jobs flashback outtake pleaseandthank 😇 (can also just be them without being set in the hs au.)

Good Ideas

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“Moxie,” Eddie warns as Mox drops down to his knees. “The fuck are you doing?”

Mox grins up at him. “Nothing,” he says, with false innocence as his hands go to the waistband of Eddie’s sweatpants. “Watch the movie.”

“Moxie.” Eddie can’t deny that he’s very, very interested in whatever Mox’s idea is. “What are you doing?”

Mox licks his lips. “Whatever you want me to do.”

Eddie sighs. “It’s really fuckin’ annoying when you have stupid ideas I like.”

“Good to know we’re on the same page then.” Mox winks up at him.

Eddie spreads his legs a little wider and Mox slips between them. “Yeah,” he says, getting the sleeve of his hoodie ready to bite down on if Mox’s talents require it. “Yeah, we are.”

[jessiangravelblr]

LISA - ALTER EGO (Official Album Teaser)

[velmoment]

IM LOSING MY MIND WHAT WHAT STWAS THAT KID DOING WHAT DID HE SAY BILL CLINTON???

[hhjjkkmnn]

display company

From the very original Command Set series product (STI/STA/STC) to the very intelligent V series (STWI/STWA/STWC).  STONE has been continuously updating and accomplishing its product for 14 years.

[foodpoi]

Male proboscis monkey #nature #monkey #sabah #stwa #kinabatangan #sandakan #wildlife https://www.instagram.com/p/BwQvpLTpUkC/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1hpxf8po1k1mx

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T or T, high school AU edition: one of Adam's chickens imprints on Nick.

You got...TREAT!

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Chick Magnet

I WILL MAINLINE STWA HSAU PROMPTS LIKE A MONSTER SMOOCHING UR FACE

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"Ouch!"

Adam turns around, blowing his hair out of his eyes. "What? Hay in your pants?" He frowns sympathetically. "Been there."

"I - okay, yes, but also..." He trails off and looks down at the culprit. The chicken, who he thinks is the one Adam named Milton based on the black dot on his forehead, pecks at his ankle again. "Um. Ow, Milton!"

"That's Homer!" Adam says, offended. His shirt still on the floor, he leans down and scoops the chick into his hands. "Don't listen to Nicky, Homie, we can tell the difference between you and your siblings." He kisses the chick on the head.

"I hate how cute that is," Nick grumbles, but he reaches out and Homer climbs into his hands, curls up, and falls asleep.

When Nick looks up, Adam is beaming at him. "Homer loves you," he sighs. "Come on, let's go put him back in the chicken coop. The others will miss him."

Nick's never walked so carefully as they step over to the cozy little chicken coop he and Adam had spent some of the hotter parts of July building.

"Chickies!" Adam admonishes. "Jesus, Nick, your children are all over the place."

"My children?" Nick asks, cradling Homer to his chest. "Now they're my children?"

Adam giggles. "We built this home together, and now our children are running amok. See?" He leans down and scoops a chick up. "Emily's sitting in Virgil's seat. Keep them in line."

Nick kneels down, trying to set down Homer, but he pecks at his fingers until Nick picks him up again. "This one keeps eating me."

"He's imprinted on you," Adam says, sighing. "You're his father now. Give him kisses."

"I'm not giving the chick a kiss," Nick says. But he brings the fluffy ball to his face and kisses the top of Homer's yellow head.

"That certainly looked like a kiss," Adam says, and when Nick looks over he's covered in birds. "Ah! Maya, get out of my hair!"

Cradling Homer against his chest, he scoops Maya out of Adam's hair. "You have another one in there, too," Nick says. "This one's talkative."

"I think that's Sappho," Adam says, turning his head. "Yup. Hi, there."

The two of them manage to wrangle the chicks back into the coop, and collapse on piles of hay on top of each other.

"What a weird afterglow," Adam comments, spitting hay out of his mouth. "I don't think I've ever had sex and then chased chickens before."

"Unless you forgot to tell me something, you haven't," Nick says. He kisses Adam's cheek. "Come on. I'm hungry. Let's get a snack."

Adam jumps to his feet. "Every time, Nicky. Every time."

[smudgeandfrank]

I just finished the audio for my first Story Time With Alex Video and I'm so nervous to share it when the video is complete.

[paliaphrodite]

what... you actually want to peg someone?

well yeah. guys are so cute how can you not want to?

[zenyattasperceptrons]

something whole and safe - completed

Relationships: Gabe & Jesse, Jack/Gabe Summary: Gabriel makes the final decision to adopt and ends up the caretaker of a child who asks to be called “Jess.” He tries his best to be the father he never had. Wordcount: 27k

[Read on Ao3]

[giraffesanddietpepsi]

Heyu mIju stwa nted tore mind yout hat: itib isaf our lett erwo rdmk ayth anks byye

Best ieyo u’re sori ght! Alll ofth ebig ones inth eser iesa rre!

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about questions ✨

stwas tagged by the one and only @studyfajr (who else amirite folks), but i did a simialr post so i’ll do the questions i haven’t answered!

nicknames: lams (english); lamoiya (arabic)

languages spoken: english & sudanese arabic fluently; can communicate in a little bit of thai and nepali (used to live in those countries!0

nationality: usa (cringes are allowed, yes)

favourite season: fall when it’s just cold enough to wear a sweater and spring where it’s just warm enough to wear long skirts and dresses (we love halal attire)

favourite flower: lavendar and sunflowers!

favourite scent: vanilla, honey lavendar, and jasmine!

favourite animal: ohh maybe a lion or a snow leopard? or a tiger? such pretty animals

favourite fictional character: this is so hard but hm... ms. marvel? agent carter? lizzy bennet? jo march? tonks? lupin? fred & george? hazel from pjo? too hard!

1coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: tea always, NEXT.

average sleep hours: 7... 7.5? sometimes we wild and 12?

dog or cat person: both pls, animals are so precious

number of blankets you sleep with: im always cold so 2-3 LOL

dream trip: ugh hiking in europe!! didn’t get to do it bc of covid :(

blog established: oof i’ve been on tumblr for years, but this blog was made in 2017!

followers: 29.2k! (idk why bc im a MESS but thank u)

random fact: i’m a third culture kid! i’ve lived in so many different places so an embodiment of all the cultures i’ve lived in make up my weird identity haha

really anyone can do this but i guess i’ll tag @cscience @einstetic and @study-van !

[foodpoi]

Male proboscis monkey #nature #monkey #sabah #stwa #kinabatangan #sandakan #wildlife https://www.instagram.com/p/BwhKa3QJ876/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=16659a5kjxaxa

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Handcuffs, hangnick?

Lock and Key

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“Oh, this is bad.”

Adam looks over at Nick. “What’s bad?” He’s still hard and a little needy, and has been ready for the past ten minutes. Negativity is really not in the cards right now. “Me? Is that a thing? Sure, I’m bad. I’m a bad, bad boy or whatever. Just fuck me.”

Nick looks at him, wincing. “Uh, not exactly.” He presses his lips together.

“What,” Adam says, beginning to get concerned, “exactly?”

“I lost the key.”

Adam stares at him. “The key,” he says slowly, “to the handcuffs is gone.”

Nick smiles at him, almost more of a grimace. “Maybe?”

“Nick, find the key.”

“Yep. Yep, on it.”

Adam can’t get himself off. His hands are bound above his head, very out of reach, and being so stuck… “Actually, Nick, forget the keys for now.”

“Forget – what?” Nick’s head pops up from where he’d been searching on the floor.

“We’ll look later,” Adam says. “I want to get laid and I’m not going to let your carelessness wreck it.”

“My careless – I effing hate you.” But Nick crawls on the bed, and Adam grins, and, honestly, this is an okay place to be stuck for a while.

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something whole and safe - chapters 11, 12, 13

This is a lightly edited crosspost of Jesse Is A Good Son ‘verse

Relationships: Gabe & Jesse, Jack/Gabe Summary: Gabriel makes the final decision to adopt and ends up the caretaker of a child who asks to be called “Jess.” He tries his best to be the father he never had.

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I’m good at updates

[zyciemprzezzycie]

Kto nig­dy nie zaz­nał bólu to­warzyszące­go nagłej stra­cie te­go, co w naszym życiu naj­ważniej­sze? I nie chodzi mi tyl­ko o ludzi, ale także o myśli, pla­ny, marze­nia. Uda­je się nam dzień, tydzień, cza­sem kil­ka lat, lecz os­ta­tecznie jes­teśmy nieu­chron­nie ska­zani na utratę.

Wpraw­dzie nasze ciało żyje da­lej, ale dusza prędzej czy później ot­rzy­muje śmier­telny cios. Zbrod­nia dos­ko­nała: nie wiemy, kto za­mor­do­wał nasza ra­dość życia, ja­ki był mo­tyw mor­der­stwa, ani gdzie są win­ni.

Paulo Coelho