#because this one is oral
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technically-human · 4 months ago
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St. Hilarion's ghost story
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mushed-kid · 1 year ago
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omg im so scared, tomorrow i get to know if i need to have another exam before summer and i have sooooo bad luck and i really didn’t want to because i know i will fail if i do, and i also dont want anymore work before the vacation im dying im Not looking forward to it my heart is in my throat
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all-purpose-dish-soap · 4 months ago
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real quick. to the the anon in my inbox a few weeks back asking about how free use medic came to be the agreed-upon method of stress relief for the whole of 141: i love you, you're perfect, i'm not ignoring you; i am drafting in direct response. several things.
at the anon who sent me the ask minutes ago about a particular au with Soap: good god. good god. i have 8 solid hours of meetings tomorrow and that's all i'm gonna be thinking about. thank you for the brain rot. rip.
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sophiethewitch1 · 10 months ago
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How would each of the batboys react after doing the "forbidden tango" with their "sister"?
probably need to clear this up, but the weird not incest thing isn't going to be a central theme in this fic. Like it's there, but other than Dick and a very resigned Bruce everybody absolutely doesn't care. Also BIG spoiler here but
They will be finding out that you're not actually their version of 'you'. This will probably make Dick cry from relief. And by the time the smut does actually happen... they will have much bigger problems than the not a step sister thing.
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gurggggleburgle · 3 months ago
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I'm proud to say I don't think Luo Binghe would like to eat his boyfriends pussy. He'll do it but bitch he's not here for that. For 1 Binghe is absolutely the kind of guy who wants to see the whole body come undone not just have Shen Yuan tug on his hair. 2 the man's favorite places to kiss are things like forehead, hands, cheeks, he's a foreplay from the waist up man.
He'd fingerblast to next year granted but Shizun asks for a kiss and a downstairs buffet he says yes but in his head he's thinking about how much he just wants to massage and bite that man's shoulders/chest and touch every part of his skin till they're the same person. He needs to use his hands and teeth simultaneously and not doing so is bad for his health. Man can't dine on pussy alone. Shizun let me fingerblast you from the front while taking you from behind while I cradle you in my arms and scream how you love me!!!!! Shizun plssssssss!!!!
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shaykai · 6 months ago
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//BG3 SPOILERS
Something about Gortash getting Orin to sign the “don’t stab me contracts” by lying and telling her that Durge also had to sign them- and for just a moment Orin latching onto that belief.
Gortash got to live because they literally couldn’t end him, not because there was some sick sort of affection there. Her bloodkin, stupid as they were, would never sink so low as to actually care about anyone, not to mention Bane’s Chosen of all people.
And then promptly finding out/realizing that Gortash is a liar and probably trying to stab him about it
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cowardlycowboys · 1 year ago
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looks at you with my big dark brown eyes
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my brain randomly reminds me of that fic idea I had months ago
which means I should probably write it huh?
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unionizedwizard · 2 months ago
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that being said it IS true that at this point, spoken french & written french are practically two separate languages
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daincrediblegg · 2 months ago
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Ok now find Crozier next
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buglaur · 2 years ago
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trying to rebuild the reshade preset after the gshade catastrophe 
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i miss her
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bmpmp3 · 16 days ago
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also sorry to my 3 or so francophone followers that i now use ur language purely as some type of echolalic vocal stim. for some reason beaucoup de and avec have replaced lots of and with in my entirely english mental narration. i mumble bonjour merci beaucoup bonjour bonjour to myself and then get confused when someone nearby responds ça va. almost like i forgot french was real?
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multi-bookworm · 2 months ago
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Greek myths teach us more about the natural order of humans and the seven deadly sins than the bible does.
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justplaggin · 5 months ago
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inside of you there are two drives
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nojaloart · 2 months ago
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it’s really sad that i/my family don’t know much about our family history due to lost records/preserved oral histories lost due to deaths/etc. and even sadder that my mom thinks it’s unimportant/uninteresting because we probably spent generations in poverty + not amounting to much. it’s important to me!! it matters to me!!! it was and will be important to someone else!!!!
anyways my current project before i go back to school/something i wanna keep working on in the upcoming year is digitizing records and interviewing family members. unfortunately, the evils…… (writing) (committing to things)
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little-de-vil · 2 months ago
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Brave Little Solider (Song)
A little gift for @mr-nauseam, a song I wrote about Keeper kids who die too young. I purposefully opened with various locations/monuments important to the Cutters as a way for the Keepers to pay respect the origins of the district, to mark a form of unity between the two groups even if that isn't always the case between them usually, but tragedy and death brings people together.
Lyrics below:
Quarries and mountains Rivers and rocks Sawyers and soldiers too We’ve all earned our keep to live on this land And make it a beauty, too No more dust ‘lest your named No more ruins ‘lest you’re waste And then, you’ll be fed ‘til you’re fat Full of bread from your friends And sword in your hand from family who Gave you your life to be that Brave little solider running around Keeping us all from harm Running ‘round quarries and mountains and rocks With guns and a face tough as The rocks the your cutter friends cut And here you are Sword in hand Bread all in your locks You grew from the toughest of keepers there are And you’re still as hard as The rocks that your cutter friends cut The ones in the quarries and mountains, so big and so strong The ones by the rivers, so soft and sweet Just like you, our brave little solider who Kept us from all harm
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