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letsabandonthisworld · 2 years ago
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ONE YEAR OF NOT ME DAY 1 : favorite episode - ep 8
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pigeonriot · 2 years ago
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ONE YEAR OF NOT ME DAY 1: Episode 10 + Villain (x)
Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait In Letters // Mahmoud Darwish, Mural // Josephine Angelini, Firewalker // Welcome to Night Vale, 43 - Visitor // Criss Jami, Killosophy // Imagine Dragons, Natural // Clementine von Radics, James
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theflagscene · 2 years ago
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One Year of Not Me Prompt Week: Day Three - Favourite Ship / Blood / Drunken Shenanigans
Pairing: ToddBlack
Rating: Mature
Word Count: 2211
Warnings: Blood is heavily featured in a sudo-erotic manner, if that squicks you maybe skip this one.
Summary: Alone together in Todd’s penthouse, Black comes face to face with some things he cannot escape, like how much his best friend feels for him.
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kikker-oma · 2 months ago
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I’m not doing whumptober this year (to my great sorrow) but here’s a peace offering😌
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dontfrickindoxme · 3 months ago
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could you draw Uzi with the new eyes?
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siren-of-agony · 2 years ago
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Answers to "it hurts"
I know (apologetically)
I know (condescendingly)
It's supposed to
Good
I'm sorry
It'll be over soon
Stop whining
And it'll get worse if you don't *insert threat*
Well it wouldn't have to if you didn't *insert mistake*
You're supposed to say 'thank you'
I love hearing you say that
This is nothing, I'll show you actual pain
Get used to it
You'll get used to it
Stop lying
At least you still feel it
Shut up
Why don't you beg me to stop, then?
Can't be that bad if you're still talking
I don't care
Did I ask?
It's the only way you'll learn
You can take it
Answers to "please stop"
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kmesons · 1 month ago
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@paulkins-week alternate: roleswap
it's still paulkins week for another hour (or so) in my timezone! I'm glad I got at least one prompt finished before it officially ended.
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weirdglassthing · 1 month ago
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LOA Shiptober Day 4: How They Met
October content month was ambitious..
This one took me. Shockingly long. Whoops! I’ll probably end up jumping around the prompt list and it might extend into November 😋
I’ll try to do day 31 on the actual date of Halloween though 🫡
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chalkrub · 22 days ago
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putting my response to the palette challenge from oc-tober on da main blog because it accidentally became a full illustration. whoops. but this palette is like a brother to me and it fit mendel so well...what was i to do
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starhoodies · 1 year ago
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soriku week day 3: DATASCAPE.
data sora: "dw bud, I downloaded like a bunch of medical stuff off the internet into my data, I KNOW how to be a doctor now." data riku: "Oh yeah? What did that "medical stuff" say about fixing computer viruses, Dr. Sora?" dr. sora: "...huh."
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iguessthisisanewobsession · 2 years ago
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A Catfish??
All of the bat children are horrified when they found out the boy Damian has been talking online, someone they were expecting to be a 5’3 twig. Someone who Damian has been crushing on for years turned out to be a 6’3 muscle-bound fucker that makes Jason look small.
They are even more horrified when they realized they never gave Damian the internet talk and for some reason Bruce is not reacting like this is something of concern and what the fuck-?!
The reason Bruce is not freaking out like the rest of his kids is quite simple.
He can see the last of the baby fat clinging to Danny’s face, he notices how even though Danny is a walking tank of a being, he still glances at the doorways like they could not be trusted.
Like he wasn’t used to his height.
No Bruce is not concerned, because all signs and research just points to one fact.
Danny Fenton has came into a Fenton-sized growth spurt.
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pigeonriot · 2 years ago
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ONE YEAR OF NOT ME DAY 2: Protest (x)
Kraftklub, Skalve (translated from German) // Worriers, Yes All Cops // Paulo Freire, Pedagogy of the Oppressed // Sarah Sze // Rap Against Dictatorship, ประเทศภูมิ (translated from Thai) // Rise Against, The Eco-Terrorist In Me // Amanda Gorman, x // historical socialist political slogan
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theflagscene · 2 years ago
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One Year of Not Me Prompt Week: Day Four - Favourite Scene / Soulmates / Coffee
Pairing: ToddBlack
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: 3828
Warnings: Mild S&M
Summary: It’s been two days since Black and Todd ran into one another after a year, that wasn’t what was confusing Black. Why he was willingly sleeping in Todd’s bed though, now that he had to really think on.
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triplehearts · 1 year ago
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We’ll take turns to untangle the knots
Though our hands may be tied
It’s all a part of the plot
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nouverx · 4 months ago
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Day 3 and 5 of Lucilith Week: Honeymoon and Free day (can be a follow up to Honeymoon eheh)
New married life for the first couple of Hell 💖
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becca-e-barnes · 1 year ago
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all i can think about is bucky literally BEGGING to eat your pussy. just on his knees, calling himself a needy slut, just looking up at you with puppy dog eyes while he just begs for your pussy on his mouth. ugh.
Men who are this into eating pussy have a special place reserved for them in Heaven. Hearing someone beg to go down on you is life changing when they know what they're doing 🙈
But you're so right, Bucky would be so willing to degrade himself like that just to be allowed to go down on you. He'd be on his knees, trying to ignore how full his balls feel, begging for you.
"P-please." His voice is so quiet you almost start to question if he said it intentionally. "I need to taste you. I can't think about anything else."
His cock twitches despite how heavy it looks, flushed and angry against the pale skin of his thighs.
"Really?" You tease, tilting his chin up with two fingers so he's looking at your face, rather than your body. "Tell me exactly what you're thinking. Describe it to me"
He doesn't miss a beat. "I'm thinking about how soft you are, how warm and silky your cunt feels under my tongue. I'm thinking about burying my tongue as deep inside you as I can reach and still wishing I could get deeper. I want to feel how wet you are but more than anything, I want to taste how wet you are. I want to dream about it for the rest of the week. Every time I stroke my cock I want to be able to remember how you taste."
Precum drips from his tip and you're not sure you can deny him much longer. Not when he's making it sound so appealing.
"Do you even hear yourself?" You do your very best to act like you don't love the sound of every word that has just come out of his mouth.
"I do. I sound like a shameless, filthy, desperate slut. The type of slut who wants to kiss and lick and worship your sweet pussy until you're so sensitive you have to force me to stop." His hand wanders between his own legs, tugging his stiff length to the mere thought.
He's not above begging and you know that. He'll draw this out as long as he needs to until he gets his way but there's very little sense in that when you want this just as much as he does.
"Lie on the bed." You give him time to make his way over before following, lining yourself up just above his face.
You take a second to smooth his hair, enjoying the feeling of his freshly shaved face against the sensitive insides of your thighs.
He's looking up at you, your eyes meeting his. "Thank you." The relief in his voice is clear right before he grasps your hips and pulls you down onto his mouth.
Fuck, he's incredible. This is the mouth you dream about when you're alone. His tongue massages your clit, stroking back and forth before dipping into your fluttering entrance. You swear he must feel what he's doing to you. You feel your cunt clenching and rippling, your muscles contracting in response to the pleasure and for a second you wonder if he can tell.
He's hungry for this; he has been for hours. He's moaning and slurping obscenely, his tongue buried in your cunt. You don't even need to look over your shoulder to know that he's alternating between fucking his own fist and gripping the base of his shaft tight enough to stop him from spilling his release all over himself too soon.
It's very hard to tell which of you enjoys this more.
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