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[fullscoreshenanigans]

tag (9) people you'd like to get to know better

Tagged by @whywoulditho (ty! 💝💗)

Currently Watching: • First time: Schitt's Creek • Rewatching: Naoki Urasawa's Monster (it's been over a decade I forgot how much I adore my ace king Tenma 🖤🤍💜)

Currently Reading: • Nonfiction - How Europe Underdeveloped Africa by Walter Rodney • Fiction - The Murder of Roger Ackroyd by Agatha Christie • Fanfiction (rereading) - As the Crow Flies by Goldfish_Writes

Me: idk i'm not super big on AUs placing characters in an entirely different genre Author: Okay but what if,,,REN Soulmates AU with Royal Knight Emma, Prince Norman, and Witch's Son Ray with adorable preestablished NE,,,also Ray & Gilda moments,,, Me: 🤯🤯🤯💖

Currently Listening: • Music: Silent Hill and TPN soundtracks, Bastille, Juice WRLD, Lorde, Meg & Dia, and friend's demo (not really a phase of anything but that's what popped up on shuffle while driving to work and running errands yesterday) • Podcast: Citations Needed (last one I had on while making dinner)

Current Obsession: Feel like if you look around this blog you'll have a good guess lol (over two years strong bby ✌️😎)

tagging @darklight-owl @lonely-cereal @marmarparadoxa @najuwu @pawphin @questiontocertaintyofreality @screwered @sepiamestus @trainerbea

[blujayonthewing]

felix: [takes limerick aside early in the campaign and confides, with difficulty because he's ashamed about it, that he sometimes has trouble speaking at all, because he wants at least someone to have fair warning ahead of it possibly coming up if he's gonna be traveling in a group for any amount of time]

limerick the first time felix mostly loses speech: you've been really quiet, everything okay? do you have any thoughts to add [to this discussion]? :)

limerick last session when simon lowkey assigned felix to go do a social encounter: I'll go with you, to help with the talking :)

limerick as soon as we're in the social encounter: [looks directly at felix, expectantly]

[snekdood]

part of me still wonders how much the "trans men/mascs are bad" shit is bc of people believing my abusers version of me and then acting like thats all trans men/mascs and instead of ever actually confront me about any of the shit they accuse me of to see my side first of all which I think is important in these situations personally but also they dont want to know my side because I might prove them wrong and they might have to actually back off and then they wouldn't be able to have a scapegoat group of people of the week to hate anymore

[iwaasfairy]

also does,,, anyone except miss rhi want to see a continuation of mirror/indelible. personally, i would be willing to write it more for completionism' sake, but bc it was started so long ago i'm finding it super hard to get back into that mindset??

however! however, if there's still people who've been around since indelible, and have been waiting and waiting in the hopes i will finish it, if there's still people who really wanna see it in place of something new - i will consider it

[hopefulhaunted]

"U-umm..."

God, Komaru thinks, why do her nerves always have to kick in at times like these? Steeling her courage, she takes a deep breath and tries to stand confidently, though it wouldn't surprise her if she just ends up looking ridiculous instead.

In her defense... the person standing before her is rather intimidating. With eyes that seem almost empty, but a gaze that's full of something incomprehensible - he stands tall above her, making her feel strangely small in a way that's hard to explain. Still, though. She can't back out now!

"Can I talk to you for a moment? I know I'm a stranger and all, but - I swear it's important!"

@91cmspoilers ( starter! )

[revengesworn]

"I finally found you, Mikey."

Draken has spent many hours wondering how he'd feel in this moment. Upon setting eyes on Mikey again, for the first time in so long... finally, he's met him once more.

When Mikey abandoned his friends, beating them up and spitting on their friendship in the process, Draken couldn't understand it. He'd been angry, so angry that he thought he'd lose his mind. He's been broken- devastated, crushed by the weight of despair that Mikey's actions brought upon him, wanting to know too many things - why would you do this? how did I miss this? -that he'd never get the answers for.

He'd tried. But Draken... couldn't abandon Mikey. In fact, even trying to let him go is one of the things Draken feels most ashamed of now. He knows how much Mikey suffered, and he knows Mikey - that that bond they shared, their friendship, the moments they had with each other... they couldn't have been a lie.

So Mikey must have some reason for all this. Draken has no clue what could be, but... how could he live with himself, if he didn't try to figure it out?

"You've been busy. But you can't avoid me forever, you know."

@kyukicho ( starter for mikey! )

[simptasia]

that so many people would rather eat a baby than have a baby is deeply, deeply disconcerting to me

[joziokowalski]

skipped today's classes to spend ages moving all my furniture around to smear the skirting boards with anti cockroach goo. because i never have the energy to do this otherwise and i'm so tired of sharing my living space with these fuckers

[xxsaints4girlsxx]

'this isnt minors dni im not a cop' agsldlshgd i love u and HARD agree

kill the cop in your head!!!!! stop tryna police ppl!!!!!

yeah i mean i understand why some people say that - it's usually more for their own comfort than it is for the protection of minors. obviously teenagers with unfettered internet access are gonna find whatever content they look for, but i totally get wanting to post explicit shit without feeling like the audience is full of kids.

personally - the only nsfw stuff i even post is like, jokes about sex and/or drugs, commentary about sexual politics, plus occasionally suggestive art and artsy nude photography. i'm also a horror fan and a gothic literature enjoyer, so i might post somewhat gorey imagery and talk about things like abuse and other heavy topics in fiction.

if you're a young person on tumblr, i trust you to know yourself and what sort of thing you're comfortable seeing and can engage with in a mature way. if anything i post bothers you, please unfollow me. otherwise - do what you want, i'm not your mom, your principal, your boss, or your priest, and i'm sure as shit not a cop.

[cryolyst]

:/

[lielove]

@danhang || starter call.

FLOATING IN THE SEA OF STARTS... ai didn't think she'd ever get used to the feeling. how many nights had she spent looking up at them from the world below, only to be among them now. before her death she hadn't even left japan, but with this new life she has the chance to travel to new worlds.

even if it does mean that she'll never have the chance to see those that were once close to her again.

a purple gaze shifts from the stars around her, to one of the many members of the astral express. ❝ could i pick your brain for a moment ?? ❞ speaks with a tone as positive as ever, giving a half twirl as she places her hands behind her back. ❝ have you ever longed for something that you know you can't have --- ?? something that feels so close but its always out of your reach ?? ❞ a serious question comes from the ever positive girl.

[dualumina]

@shifuto

I’m so excited to finally share this Jasper picture with you! I drew this in 2015 for a zine that never happened. This picture was later picked up by the @tigerzine. Now that the zine is published I can finally show it to the world! 💪 💪 💪 Instagram

[snekdood]

i think ppl gotta get acquainted with the difference between systemic privilege and social privilege, which can overlap, but not always.

[fitzselfships]

why are you and @/shanesbeloved bullying people on this app? BULLYING MINORS especially, why arent you embarassed, people can do whatever they want with their blogs, you and that chronically online weirdo Rhiannon should mind your own business and find something better to do than bullying MINORS and reblogging call out posts that mean absolutely nothing. I reported both blogs for bullying and harassment btw also got my mutuals to do it. Good riddance

oh and tell Rhiannon to get a life instead of blocking and bullying MINORS. One day she will be the one bullied and we wont stop until her depressive ass leaves this space. We dont want her toxic behaviour here

What the fuck are you talking about lmao

[yeyinde]

18+ | noncon. implied kidnapping.

In retrospect, camping all by yourself in a national park teaming with bears was probably high on the list of "dumbest things you've ever done in your life." But in your (shaky) defence—it really wasn't the wildlife you had to worry about anyway, but rather man.

In particular, a man.

That surly, gruff park ranger who happened to look just like a grizzly at first glance. The same one who found you all alone in your pitiful little tent, flashlight clutched in your trembling hands as you stared at him through the crack in the opening, visibly relieved that the thing you heard stomping around outside wasn't a bear, and quickly decided that pampered city princesses ought to be taught a lesson on what survival out here really means.

But he's merciful, he claims, and gives you a headstart to try and escape him (and the thick, unmistakable bulge in his pants, the dangerous look in his eye; naked hunger—that same, dead-eyed thing you'd seen in a big grizzly as he charged an elk earlier in the day) before he takes his prize.

And so, you run.

Except making good decisions doesn't really seem to be your strongest point.

In an instant, something is slamming against your back before you even make it halfway up the hill, pushing you to the ground on your belly. A warm, thick body following down after you. Crushing you into the soil.

You're too dazed by the impact to struggle when your hips are lifted. Pants, panties shoved down. Warm, rough hands cupping between your thighs, groaning at what he finds (all wet for me, mm, sweetheart?), and when you do, finally, begin to struggle you're met with an immovable wall. The strength of a man with more power in the single hand he keeps anchored against the back of your neck than you seem to have in your whole body—

"Don't know a thing, do you, sweetheart?" He growls, pushing your cheek deeper into the softened soil. "Not supposed to run from a bear, love."

Oh. Right.

Before you can squeak out an okay or sorry or please let me go, your knees are shoved wider apart by his thick, hairy thighs as he slots himself between your legs. Mounting his spoiled little prize on the cold, damp ground like a beast.

"Dangerous animals out here," is all he rasps before he's shoving inside of you, groaning about finally claiming the sweet little prey he's been diligently stalking through the park since he first laid eyes on you in the visitors centre. "You don't have a lick of sense in you, do you, sweetheart? No. Didn't even notice me followin' you. You need somethin'—someone—to protect you from dangerous predators, mm. And a firm hand to teach you a lesson."

He pries you open on his fat cock before you can spit out the dirt in your mouth to refute that claim, rutting into you like an animal on the cold ground in the middle of a national park as he makes good on his promise to show you what happens when you try and run from predators. A lesson that tastes like geosmin. Peat. And salty, tobacco-stained fingers. And aches like a broken bone after he set a maddening pace behind you, jerking your body against the upturned soil. Small rocks, and twigs digging into your skin.

When he's finally done, pulling out of you with a bullish grunt and landing a heavy, satisfied slap against the stinging cheek of your ass, he gathers your limp, sore body up into his arms, and brings you back to the lookout tower he calls home (temporarily).

A stop along the way, he assures you before setting out to teach his spoiled city princess more "survival skills"—like how to swallow his cock the way he likes, and how to take him as deeply, and as often, as he wants to give it to you.

(and often really is the foregone conclusion; it's mating season, after all.)

And as he pulls you down to lay against his furry, damp chest, cock softening inside of you (a thing you'll just have to get used to, sweetheart because he has no intentions of pulling out until he's ready to), and starts purring about mates and cubs and how lucky you were that he found you first before anything else had a chance to sniff you out, you think maybe you should have just gone to New York instead.

[illou-sainte]

Mark your territory.

pairings: colonel!caleb x wife!reader

cw: unprotected sex, office sex, marking, biting, possessive!Caleb (I mean it's Caleb we're talking about), mentions of babies, impregnation kink, breeding kink, baby fever, knocking up, mentions of killing, thoughts of the reader being pregnant.

Remember Caleb's hand that you gave a permanent bite mark when you were kids? Because, he's always worried when you're sick, you'd always bite your tongue--so he lets you bite his hand instead.

Caleb doesn't care if it hurts--as long as you don't hurt yourself. He's okay with it.

Well, it's the same hand that you still bite 'till this day to muffle your moans while he's pounding deep inside of you in his office-- well actually, in any places you both fuck at.

And to be honest, the colonel doesn't really care if your moans and whimpers gets loud to the point that others can hear it, so that they're aware that he's the one fucking you dumb.

However, as possessive as he is, he never wants others to hear those sweet moans from you. He's the only one who should hear it-- he'd rather kill those who can even get a little glimpse of hearing those adoring sounds-- that's exclusively just for him.

Because, he's the one fucking you balls deep--not them, while you moan and whimper in return.

He considers your visible bite on his hand-- a mark, a permanent one. When someone asks him where he got that-- he'll be proud to say that his lovely wife gave it to him.

While on the other hand, he wants to give you a permanent mark too--a baby:(

This man will do anything just to knock you up for good and have your stomach swollen with his baby.

The thought of it turns him on all the time.

Always wanting to cum inside of your warm pussy, and fuck all of it inside of your womb. He always makes sure you take it all-- not a single drop wasted.

"Even if it doesn't take, I will knock you up over and over again until you're carrying my baby."

This man doesn't show any shame in saying these things to you.

He's just marking what's his-- marking his territory.

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