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uh oh another post during class
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I'll probably be fine
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tizzymcwizzy · 1 year ago
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can you tell the brain rot is coming back
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bakapandy · 10 months ago
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Effort
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hi-land · 5 months ago
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BAS BODY PRESETS
male & female body presets | custom thumbnails | more info + download (freeee) on my patreon!!
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shieldofiron · 4 months ago
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Derek was still getting used to the whole pack being around. Living together was important to establish themselves as a strong and independent pack but of course it would take some getting used to.
Well, actually… there was only one person he had trouble getting used to. He fell into an easy rhythm with all of them underfoot, even Allison.
But God.
“Oh, sorry,” Stiles would walk right into Derek’s chest in the morning, toothbrush dangling from his lips.
“Sorry!” He would say as he tiptoed into Derek’s study and borrowed/stole a pair of sissors that Derek never did get back.
“Sorry,” he said with a mouth full of food after interrupting Derek’s strategy with another (admittedly slightly better) idea.
And now he was blinking up at Derek with those big bambi eyes. A droplet of water slid down his long pale neck, and-
“Sorry. Waters on the fritz in the east wing. I think Scott, Allison and Kira are… ahem… using up the hot water,” Stiles’ heart skipped a beat and Derek forced his eyes back on Stiles’ face.
“What?” Derek barked.
“L-Laura said to use yours,” Stiles supplied quickly.
He was so… annoying. So hard to live with. Always… around. He was everywhere, dusting everything with his scent, trailing off at the end of his sentences and driving Derek up the wall. So human and annoyingly intelligent. So… pale and pink and flushed and wet.
Derek’s eyes slid down without permission and-
“What’s that?”
“Oh,” Stiles laughed, and the husky sound danced in the molecules between them. “Last Friday the 13th, Lydia and I got free bestie tattoos. They match.”
He angles his hip up, the little stars and swirls on his hip dancing against pale skin dusted with hair.
“Hers is on the back of her neck, but my dad would kill me if he saw so…”
There was that trailing off thing. Derek could only blink at Stiles, watching that pretty pink mouth for another word.
“Well… I better be hittin’ that old dusty trail,” Stiles hitched the towel low on his hips a little and Derek’s eyes ping ponged up and down his lithe body. “Thanks for the shower, partner.”
He patted Derek’s shoulder and headed off, presumably to his own room.
Derek spent a long time standing there in his room, his head filled with snatches of this and that and dark ink on pale skin.
Fuck. He would be really hard to live with now.
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uhlaylays · 2 years ago
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haven't posted on tumblr in many moons so here's a celebration sketch of my babies 🐸
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endomentendo · 2 months ago
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zooble angst pls
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Every other day I'm wondering
What's a human being gotta be like?
What's a way to just be competent?
These sweet instincts ruin my life
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know-the-self · 1 year ago
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logicaldreaming · 8 days ago
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sweetlymorose · 25 days ago
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They fucking killed her.
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devil-in-hiding · 4 months ago
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I can not stop thinking about Price who never bottoms, always tops men when they roll around the sheets together, who always pushed down his curiosity to the back of his mind when it comes to bottoming.
Then he watches the way Ghost, his Ghost, absolutely falls apart beneath you one night, eyes glossy and lips red and spit slick, meeting each one of your thrusts with a press of his hips, a strangled yelp escaping him each time your strap grazed his prostate. “D-Don’t stop, fuck love harder please!”
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riense · 1 year ago
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Few sketches I did this…summer ?
I lowkey like Varre ones so maybe I’ll use them later digitally
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zarvasace · 4 months ago
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A bit of Shadow for the soul (minor eyestrain variant below)
Ibis’s retro game filter is too fun
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headspacedad · 2 years ago
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What if I chase the dream and it fails? I asked.
Maybe the more important question is - who do I become when I stop chasing my dreams? he answered.
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mossspond · 3 months ago
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i dont have a fursona but i've been really vibing with coyotes lately! something pointy and scrawny. Maybe a coyote in a full black & white palette. I really should just sit down and draw one myself lol.
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This guy needs some sleep!
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