#reposting bc tumblr's an ass

[nickmulciber]

@xkilljxy​

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“I find that there’s a certain charm in the mundanity of boredom, Nicky. It distracts from the constant need to entertain that a job like this thrusts on me.” Imogen’s hand twisted up from her lap, and she went about the extremely dull task of examining her nails. The polish on them, a stark, startling shade of red, was starting to chip. She would have to do something about that tomorrow, she decided. She went about the mundane task of picking at the frayed edges of the polish as she looked up at Nick again, grin still firm on her face as she tilted her head this way and that. “I’ve got offers. No solid plans, as of yet, though. I’ll certainly be going, whether I take a date or not. I like weddings.”

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“You want me to bore you?” He asked, baffled. It had never once crossed his mind that someone would want that. Sure he enjoyed his habits and routines but boredom? Lord no. Wasn’t it called boredom for a reason?

“Come with me.” He said without thinking. Surely he was better company than any of the other offers. “Maybe you’ll make it all the more tolerable.”

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[mountainsinaboat]

please, stay

[enden-k]

Giving some positive vibes cause you’re one of my favorite tumblr artists-

Your art is so freaking cool! I love the way you do everyone’s eyes, they’re so glossy and captivating. Your AU work is also fire- beast Kaveh’s design looks so intimidating but also is still recognizable as him!

Basically, your art is the vibe. Even if stupid repost accounts make you cringe, just know I don’t think your art is cringe. Keep slaying.

thanks, im a bit bad with words rn bc im mentally like so exhausted rn but thanks for the message and liking my art 🫶

[buckevantommy]

i don't understand why there's a sudden influx of so many stolen tumblr posts reposted on tumblr. this ain't twitter/x or insta stealing our posts - this thievery is coming from inside the house and i need someone to explain W H Y but i also need all you newbies to cut this shit right the fuck out right the fuck now

[your-littlesecret]

I told myself I wouldn't do it but I am weak and I also tend to ignore myself

(yes I am reposting this bc I put the wrong part before so if you've seen that, no you have not 🤫)

so have some lesbian piarles. blame the calamars club (I love you all).

There’s an old tradition in both their families where the birthday person gets the same amount of cupcakes as the number of years they are turning, and the first one they have to share with the person they love the most.

Charles has always chosen Pierre, and Pierre has always chosen Charles. 

But it’s been some years since Charles hasn’t followed the tradition, being called ‘silly’ by one girlfriend or another and just being alone in another city she never really wanted to be so she never celebrated her birthday properly.

The first year she’s back at her hometown, Pierre invites her over, and she cooks her dinner and she buys Charles 30 cupcakes. Charles cries, having forgotten a little how it feels to have people carrying about you and taking care of you.

It’s a small gesture, but it makes her heart flutter and she finally puts words into the feeling she’s had ever since the beginning. She wishes she had never left.

But it’s too much, she only has been back for a handful of months after spending years physically and emotionally distant – and yet, here is her best friend, picking up on a tradition she valued so much but never got around to doing. 

So instead of saying it, she takes a bite off the first cupcake and passes it for Pierre to take one too. The small amount of buttercream that paints the tip of her nose a light green makes Charles laugh, light from the wine and from being reunited with her favorite person in the whole world.

The tradition says you only have to share the first one but here, leaning against the counter of the island in Pierre’s kitchen, they share all thirty of them between giggles and stupid stories from their childhoods that both had long forgotten.

And Charles has been home for a few months already, but she still feels a little homesick, missing that sense of protection and care that family always brings but she never could find even a fraction.

When they finish the last cupcake, she puts her head on Pierre's shoulder and whispers “I missed you so much.”

“I missed you too.” Pierre whispers back, kissing her forehead and nudging Charles to look at her again, only to give her a small smile. “But you are here now, and I don’t intend on ever letting you go again.

Pierre kisses her then, soft and buttercream-tasting and Charles thinks it’s the best kiss of her entire life.

There’s an old tradition in both their families where the married couple has to share the first piece of the wedding cake and a glass of champagne with it, after they all put a ridiculous candle with the number of years the couple have been together on top of the cake and sing a very out of tune ‘happy birthday’ even though it’s no one’s birthday. 

Charles looks at the candle with the infinity symbol bought by her own mother and thinks back to all the birthday cupcakes they shared, and the realization hits her then, about how there was never another way out.

It was always meant to be Pierre.

[edithburning]

@sybilltrelxwney​

Right. When Sybill had been sorted into Ravenclaw she’d seen it as an excuse to stick her head in a book and neverr come back up. A wonderful way to be anti-social while still being able to evesdrop. “Oh lord, we’ve already done that, haven’t we?” She joked, smiling. “Though I think for now I’m best keeping my dramatics to home turf.” Though she hadn’t been totally sure she’d ever come back, it was like London started to call her back in her sleep, and one day she just woke up knowing it was time. “Let’s just hope our theatrics don’t end up clashing, I suppose.”

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Edith couldn’t help but laugh, startled with delight. “You’re right, we bloody well have haven’t we? Plus, I did promise Ally I would be here for her wedding. Guess it’s best to keep our theatrics on the home front after all.” Edith grinned. “We’ll cross that bridge when we get there. But I bet it won’t be too bad.”

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[mindsmade]

@gunslingcr / arthur morgan ( cont ).

With their search of the place concluded, Charles holsters his gun. Though he's aware of the wildlife that likes to lurk around these quiet parts ( wolves being the most prominent of the dangerous ones ), he knows he's a quick enough draw to defend himself well on time if it comes to that. The thought of it occurring so swiftly after Arthur's suggestion, though, reminds him a word of caution is in order.

❛ Sounds good, but beware of any wolves. They might come sniffing around at some point. ❜ Charles expects they won't be a problem when the entire gang's finally here, however. Any wolves' curiosity won't win out over their survival instinct — they'll stay well away. Along a similar vein, he'd normally worry about leaving someone arguably unaccustomed to surviving in the wild alone ( let alone in these bitter temperatures ), but Arthur'll have a place to hide. More than one, in fact — even if some of the houses here seem shoddy at best.

He follows one of the many tracks to one of the houses wedged between a couple of others. Its embedded location should leave it somewhat better shielded from the cutting winds, at least. There, he swings open the door, expecting Arthur to follow. ❛ This seems like the best option. ❜ Charles stays outside. He wouldn't want to get used to any comfort the interior might provide, only to be made to brave the cold again. Not now; not when he has to leave right now. ❛ I'll head back to 'em now; tell 'em we found a good place to lie low. Just you be on your guard in the meantime, all right? ❜

[lewisbian]

just saw your hand gifs on twitter

pls i always see it when my gifs are reposted on twt like every single time. and it's even funnier when it's my twt mutuals reposting my gifs or naomi's or bree's and we're all always aware lmfao. i'll say tho no one's gifs get reposted in a funnier way than nadia's people will save nadia's ENTIRE gifsets and post all gifs in one single tweet it's so crazy AND THEN ONE TIME THEY CREDITED THE WRONG PERSON IN THE REPLIES TOO LIKE WHAT HAPPENED TO SHAME

[hellonpluto]

She pokemon on my go till i uhhhhhhhh... uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[sugume]

THINK I WANNA HAVE YOUR BABY w/Jujutsu Kaisen

( TW ) f!Reader, Breeding kink, unprotected sex, cream pie, cum inflation, hair pulling, sex toys, overstimulation, stepdad!Toji, daddy kink, overstimulation

Featuring: Gojo Satoru, Toji Fushiguro, Geto Suguru & Choso Kamo

authors note: repost bc tumblr took it down for no reason...

☾ GOJO SATORU

“Fuck Love, you’re sucking me so good.” Satoru groans, struggling to not crash the car. During dinner, you two kept passing each other such heated looks that even your friends commented on the tension. Earlier today, you got a notification from your health app that you were ovulating. Satoru jumped on you as soon you told him, he wanted to stay in all day and fuck, but your guys’ friends blew up his phone reminding him of the promises you both made to them. After dinner you couldn't keep your hands off each other, you were desperate for his cum and Satoru was desperate to breed you. “Don’t cum ‘Toru.” You warn before sticking his cock back in your mouth. “Can’t help it Love, mouth too fuckin’ good,” he says, sighing in relief when he pulls onto your street, clicking the button in his car that opens the garage. He barely has the chance to take the keys out of the ignition before you pull him out of the car. “Don’t have time to make it up to the bed, just fuck me right here.” You demand, leaning over the car and presenting Satoru with your ass. Satoru pulls your dress up and shoves his cock into your pussy. He reaches over your hip to stimulate your clit. “‘Toru, just cum in me, I don't care ‘bout gettin’ off.” You move your ass in perfect sync with his hips. “You sure Love–” “Breed me ‘Toru!” You moan, feeling his cum fill you up. You drop your head to the still-warm hood of the car, finally able to catch your breath now that his load was deep in your cunt. “C’mon Love, let's finish this in the bedroom.” 

☾ TOJI FUSHIGURO  

You peak over the corner of the hallway, winking at Toji who was busy talking to your mother. ‘Come fuck me.’ Your mouth once you catch his attention before running back up the stairs, careful not to make any noises. You told your mom that you weren't feeling well, that during the drive back from college you must’ve caught something. In all honestly, you just wanted a chance to freely fuck your stepdad without your mother coming in and out of your room. Specifically, you wanted to be bred by him, and the best way to keep his cum in you was to use several pillows and put them under your ass so his cum didn’t spill out, hence why you didn't want your mom to barge into your room. Thank God she's a germaphobe. You strip out the Pj set you threw on and lay yourself face down, ass up. Your stepdad’s favorite position. As expected, you hear your stepdad softly shut the door a few minutes later. “Desperate now, are we?” He grips your hips. “Always desperate for you Daddy.” you mumble into the bed. “Huh,” he slaps your ass before pulling you up by the hair. “Didn’t hear you slut.” “Said ‘m always desperate for you Daddy, even prepared myself with the dildo you bought me.” You whimper. “Such a good girl,” He pulls his hard cock out of his slacks, gives it a few tugs before stuffing your cunt to the brim. “Now take this dick slut.” He pushes your head down into your lilac duvet. You try and fail to be silent when his dick hits that special spot every time he goes deep enough. “You okay in there, y/n?” You hear your mother's muffled voice through the door. You clench down on your daddy's dick in surprise, causing him to fuck you faster. “Y/n?” “Y-yes mom, I'm fine, just go away p-please.” You gasp out, throwing your head back into the bed in ecstasy when you hear her mumble and walk away. “Daddy, 'm cumming! Cum with me!” You whisper-yell. “Gonna fill this pussy, get you so full of my seed you can never leave this house again.” He grunts, slamming into you at a bruising pace. “Yes, please Daddy, fill me up!” You orgasm and Toji follows suit, filling you with so much cum it spills out.  

☾ GETO SUGURU 

“I'm so full Sugu.” You mumble, dazed. You fight the urge to close your eyes and fall back into Suguru’s big, warm chest. “Wake up sweet girl. ‘M not done yet.” He mumbles into your sweaty neck. “B-but Sugu–” “Shush Lovebug, one more time.” Suguru looks over your shoulder to see where you two are connected. He plugged you up good, but after so many loads a trickle of his cum slowly travels down his almost empty balls. “O-one more.” You grab his chin and kiss him sweetly. He rubs your noses together before grabbing your hips and moving you down the shaft of his cock. He pays close attention to not pull you over the tip of his cock. You hold onto your stomach, feeling it protrude slightly more than normal, Sugu’s cock and cum inflating you. You feel like a cum filled, flesh light as Sugu moves you to his liking. It’s hard to believe he has more cum in him. “Fuck Lovebug, you feel so warm and tight.” He mummers, giving you a few more neck kisses. You lean closer into him. Right now, you want to live in his skin. “Love you Sugu, can’t wait ta have your baby.” “I Love you too, can’t wait to see you carryin’ my child.” He grips your hips tighter at the thought.  “‘bout to fuck another load into you sweet girl, you wan’ it?” “Yes please, more than anything.” You rest your head back into his shoulder. He shrugs at your head until your mouth is close enough to kiss. He slams your hips down and cums as you two make out and whisper sweet nothings. 

☾ CHOSO KAMO

“Again, Baby.” Choso holds the vibrator to your clit. You arch your back and forget the fact that you have nipple clamps on. You scream when the clamps move. Your entire body is sensitive, Choso came up with the idea to simulate you to the max when you said you wanted to have his baby, that you wanted him to breed to and fill you to the brim with his cum. You readily agreed to his idea because you knew that the more orgasms you had the better chance you had to get pregnant, something about the virginal walls relaxing when women orgasm. Now though, you’re regretting it. Choso’s been holding the vibrator on your clit for the last hour and every time you think you’ve gone numb to the sensation; he finds a way to make you cum harder than the last. “N-no Choso, ‘m done down, I've cum as I can, wan’ you to fuckmenow!” You slur your words, the pleasure making you lightheaded. “One more Babygirl.” He soothes you, rubbing your stomach and imagining what you’d look like full of his cum. Beautiful, you’d look beautiful. “At least fuck me while you give me another orgasm!” You argue, staring at him with glossed-over puppy eyes. Choso gives in and situates himself between your legs, still holding the vibrator over your clit. You sigh happily when he sets the vibrator down and thrust his cock in you. You thought you were completely numb down there but the feeling of Choso thrusting into your hole that’s been contracting nothing felt godly. Adding that with the vibrator that he put back on your clit, you come immediately. “Choso!” You scream clenching around him so tight he can’t help cumming. “Fuck! ‘M filling you up so good baby!” 

[notwaldenpond]

@narcissawilted​ :

“it is indeed a shame that so few have good taste.” cissy rested a hand on walden’s arm. that, in itself, was a rare act of affection. physical contact left narcissa feeling uncomfortable and tense with the exception of a few. perhaps it was due to the lack of touch or comfort from family in the earliest years of her life or perhaps it was simply the lasting influence of druella, who constantly isolated cissy most. to be someone that narcissa felt comfortable around was, indeed, a certain test of character.

“no. he usually is not.” however, damocles had a history of forgetting that little fact in favor of a pair of pretty eyes. even to a point of slighting her. “does this have anything to do with his new paramour? perhaps that does need to be brought into question as well.”

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“Can’t say I mind not sharing.” The only reason he could stand sharing Antonin was the fact they had all the same friends to begin with. Cissy was different from Antonin in many ways of course, but the principle remained the same. Walden put a hand on top of hers and squeezed it gently.

“I didn’t hear enough to know.” He admitted. “He got all blushy about her last time we spoke, which was hilarious. Could be related, most of his dumbest decisions tend to be. A few of his better ones too, in fairness.”

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[nickmulciber]

@xavecamour​

“Perhaps, but no less important.” Ludovic smiled politely, though made a note never to turn his back on the other man. His eyebrow shot up at the comment, confusion flooding his expression. “You seem to have me confused with someone else. I haven’t been benched, in this season or the last. If I had, well, I certainly wouldn’t have been chosen for the England national side this summer.” He turned away as the drinks were brought over, paying the bartender and pushing the second bottle over to Nick. “So, who do you really support then?”

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Of course Nick was important. That was never actually in doubt. Unlike Bagman’s importance, which grew more questionable by the minute.

“Really?” Nick winced in feigned embarrassment, looking away like Severus always had when Evans trounced past back at school. “Well this is bloody embarrassing, sorry. Must’ve gotten you confused with one of the other players. You are Bagman though, aren’t you?

“I’m rooting for Ireland this year, but mostly because it really annoys some of the other Oblivators. Apparently I’m a tasteless arse. Do you think you’ve got a shot at it, then? The title.”

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[glitteringxgilderoy]

@lexi-walker​

“Yes, yes, you were poisoned, but you’re currently fine.” Lexi pointed out, trying her hardest not to get into Gil’s dramatics. “Could you actually? Because I’d owe you… I dunno, but I’d owe you a lot. Two bottles of wine at least.”

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Gil forgot his own dramatics in the face of a good bribe, immediately perking back up. “Really, two whole bottles? Do you pinky promise? Do you need to talk to other players, too?”

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[saturnberry]

little rant but i don't believe the ppl who actually believe in the, "reblog / use this sound / repost and you will get _____." are real. dumb ass sheep is what you are.

[sh1-n0bu]

♡︎ 𝙞 𝙙𝙤 𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 ♡︎

anon asked: nobu could you do something with scara and feminization?? thank you!

characters: sub!scaramouche x nb!dom!reader

warnings: edging, overstimulation, praise, dacryphillia, feminization, just scara fucking himself stupid on your cock, as always cock can also mean strap on

notes: i gotchu nonnie, i gotchu😌 also scara is a bit of a yandere here ig??? this came out much more softer than i imagined. as a fellow scara-nation person, SCARA NATION COME GET YALL FOOD🗣

reposting bc tumblr has started a war against someone they can’t beat by deciding to suddenly flag my posts as mature

“aah! aanhg! m-mine. mine mine mine! only mine! n-no one else’s! mine! minemineminemine-gyaah~!”

bouncing on your lap with a cute purple, lace lingerie and stocking on was your sweet boyfriend. eralier today when you had your friend and co-worker drop by your house to drop off some of your work documents, scaramouche saw how awfully close you two seemed. your friend even gave you a hug! so he decide to surprise his loving partner with a gift.

after finishing the documents, you didn’t expect your cute boyfriend to be sitting on the bed with the latest lingerie you bought for him. pink nipples being seen through the bra and his already hard cock poking a bit out of the panties with the stocking hugging his thighs just enough to cause a little pudge, he looked absolutely delicious. throwing himself on you and guiding your bigger hands to roam around his body, scaramouche started grinding himself on your legs.

“aww love what’s this gift for?” kissing the old hickeys and marks on his neck, you gently squeezed his ass. even that little action seemed enough for scaramouche to moan in your ears.

“just-just wanted to make you happy” came in the breathy response of your short lover. he oddly seemed quite desperate today. wearing a cute set, throwing himself on you, selfishly grinding his ass over your thighs. but it’s not like you were against it. if your sweet boyfriend was feeling nice might as well enjoy it.

dragging you to the bed by the collar of your shirt and pushing you down on the bed, he seemed more like himself now. straddling your crotch and grinding himself, scara started mumbling and whining about some stuff about how you’re his and he belongs only to you. how you should only look at him, need no one else but him and something along the lines of it.

and that’s what led to this point. with your sweet kuni fucking himself stupid on your cock.

“[n-nameee]~ please? h-help me! ca-anngh aaGKK! pleasshee~ help me! tired. shoo tired nngk~” whining about how tired he is and how he can’t ride your dick anymore he looked down at your face with a pitiful look and tears running down his cheeks. but you only smiled at him and squeezed his hips, gently making him grind down on you. he sometimes hated how easily in control you are.

“shhh, it’s alright baby boy. you can do it. i know you can. do it like how you always do okay? up and down baby boy. up and down” toying with his cherry red tip with one hand while guiding his hips to meet yours, scaramouche found himself growing more and more desperate. soon enough he came with a loud yell of your name and fell on top of you like a deflated balloon.

“aww you did such a good job darling. surely you don’t mind if we go a few more rounds right?” flipping yourselves over and kissing his cheeks you asked him for his permission. he can get overstimulated a bit too easily at times. nodding and smiling dumbly up at you with hearts in his eyes with a dazed look, this was gonna be a long night.

[edithburning]

@sybilltrelxwney​:

The whole court. Symbolic. Made sense. Sybill rolled her eyes, humming, “the one time I decide to get involved.” She observed dryly, wondering about motive and means already.Though for a moment her head was empty of schemeing as Edith saw fit to fuss about with her blankets, making what had been a pile more of a nest. She wriggled her shoulders a bit to free them when she was turned away, a small smile on her face, “you intend to make it impossible for me to run away.” She teased.

“Let it cool down.” Sybill said of the potion, watching the gentle smoke drift up, “five minutes. Put the lid on, leave it in the kitchen. There’s nothing time sensitive brewing, I was just… Messing about a bit, to see if I could put something together to make me feel better.” If she wasn’t infectious, maybe Edith would kiss her. Her mouth was dry, though. “Ah. I’ll have to surprise you before you have chance to tidy too then, it’s only fair.”

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“A good blanket cocoon is an essential part of every healing process.” Edith said with great authority. By now she had probably gotten herself into enough scrapes to know. “They add to the nap ambience.”

She listened to Sybill’s instructions and nodded, tracing the words against the grain of the table to help herself remember. Even without ink, the act of writing it down tended to help. “That’s doable, I can do that. I’ll even leave my address next to the pot, to make your surprise easier.” She wanted to kiss her, mercury poisoning didn’t catch or anything, but if she’d definitely end up ruining the nicely made blanket nest she’d just fixed up. Also making out maybe wasn’t conducive to the healing project. Unfortunately.

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