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theorganasolo · 3 days ago
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I love this tender moment you wrote!
thank you for writing and sharing with us!
hello, my dearest Milla 🤍
with this ask I challenge you to write a ficlet (or anything bigger if you want) inspired by this screenshot:
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may the writing muses be with you,
kissing you on your forehead (if you allow it not then just waving from the distance!)
The constant
0k5 | Javier Peña x fem reader | ao3 | Masterlist
Summary: Javi wakes up after a nightmare Warnings: 18+ mdni. Angst, piv. No age specified
a/n: thank you for the inspo, Aly 💛(smooching you, if you allow 😌), thank you @aurorawritestoescape for beta ing 💕
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He woke up restless, sweating. Heart beating so fast and hard in his chest that he thought it was about to explode. And then he remembered his nightmare, his brain torturing him at night, making him recall insidiously the events he had faced earlier. As if the anxiety that had its grip on him all day wasn't enough, it had to come to him at night too. 
He felt useless. His job was useless.
He grabbed an ashtray and his pack of cigarettes from the nightstand, and lit one. Too bad about the nicorette. Migraine hit him and he pressed his palm to his forehead.
“Javi?” you murmured, voice sleepy.
“Shit, I’m sorry hermosa. Did I wake you up?” he asked, still haunted by the images swirling like ghosts in his mind, his gaze lost in the sheets he couldn't even see.
“It’s ok, baby,” you answered. You sat up and wrapped your arms around him, cheek resting on his shoulder. The warmth of your naked body against his, an attempt to get him back to you. 
You knew what was torturing him, you had lost count of his nighttime awakenings, mumbling in his sleep. 
He kept smoking, flicking the ash into the ashtray from time to time.
“I’m sorry,” he said again.
“Hey… don’t do that,” you replied, kissing his shoulder and tightening your grip around him. “I’m here for you, no matter what.”
His Adam's apple throbbed and then returned to its place, almost painfully.
“Javier,” you insisted.
The corner of his lip slightly twitched into a smile, as he heard you say his full first name to prove that you meant it. You were the only one who never made him roll his eyes, always knew how to act around him, instinctively.
“Tell me what you need,” you said, encouraging him.
He put out his cigarette and placed the ashtray back on the nightstand. “Need to forget,” he breathed, still unable to look at you, as if he hated himself at those moments. 
“Come here,” you said, hand tight on his bicep as you lay down on the bed and spread your thighs lightly. He positioned himself between them, his eyes finally plunging into yours. You brushed his cheek as he nestled his cock at your entrance. His tortured, haunted eyes fixed on yours, but not quite present yet. 
He slowly pushed in and the warmth of your cunt surrounded him. He frowned, as if he was fighting against the darkest part of himself to come back to you, mentally and physically. 
Your body responded to his length, his touch, and covered him with your wetness. Your fingers played with his hair at the back of his neck as he slid his arms under your shoulders. He moaned softly when he felt your body fully welcome him. 
You didn't take your eyes off him, watching his gaze changing and the anxiety leaving, as he was fucking you slowly, your clit already throbbing against his skin. 
“You’re my constant in this world, hermosa,” he had told you once. 
And each of those moments proved it to you a little more, night after night. You knew he would be okay as long as he would be against you, inside you. And so would you.
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jabberwick · 4 months ago
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Wick & Wock
Merlin (Wicknott) and Jack (Wocky) in Don't Starve's world, The Constant. Merlin is chaotic and would have a great time. Jack would accidnetally die picking roses.
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ivebeendressingforrevenge · 11 months ago
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rainc0at · 1 year ago
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bearotonin-international · 1 year ago
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When you just want to eat some watermelon and chill but you are besieged by the thinky thoughts
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qwanderer · 3 months ago
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RIP Edwin Payne, you would have loved the podcast "the constant"
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cartoonishly · 6 months ago
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Currently working on a Romania SASO video! If you'd like to see your name in the credits of this one, you can donate $15 USD through Ko-fi. Every little bit helps. Looking forward to showing you when the time comes. 🚃❄️🗻 https://ko-fi.com/cartoonishly
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tacticalhimbo · 6 months ago
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" Dig a trench, Mr. Director. And make it a deep one. Because none of you are safe anymore. "
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hetaczechia · 9 months ago
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And this, dear gentlefolk is how Daniel carried unconscious Desmond to the chair.
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captainjonnitkessler · 1 year ago
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Today I learned that the replication crisis - the crisis in which it turns out that a shit-ton of scientific research was done with bad methodology and the results cannot be reproduced - was brought to prominence in part because of a study in which a respected social psychologist claimed to have produced evidence that precognition exists . . . but only when it comes to porn.
At which point everybody was like "okay, either we've been using really bad methodology this entire time and everything we know is potentially wrong, OR precognition exists but only for porn" and immediately decided that porn precognition is not a thing.
(Also I learned this from The Constant, a podcast which just did an excellent three-part series about the history of parapsychology research that I super recommend)
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theafictionados · 1 year ago
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Every Afictionados Best Line Award (Sam)
LOST Episode 405: The Constant
by the Afictionados Podcast Network
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whoops-lost-the-ranger · 1 year ago
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Moon in the Constant
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youresofucking-lovely · 3 days ago
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Tell me do you think I deserve this
While you're playing the part
Like a fucking con artist!
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mthcomics · 1 year ago
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The Constant.
Happy Holidays Losties!
With Christmas Eve coming up I thought it was finally time to conquer my favorite scene of all time. It’s been a tradition of mine to watch this episode of Lost each Christmas the past few years and it never fails to absolutely wreck me. The performances in this scene are the most human/realistic I’ve ever scene and I think it’s a crime that Henry Ian Cusick and Sonya Walger weren’t recognized at every award show in existence lol. But hey I’m still hyping them up in 2023 so they’re true winners in my heart💛 This scene was the culmination of Desmond’s personal arc in the show and it really came through. This scene has me down so bad that the other day I just thought of the song while drawing this and teared up like yall 😭ugh anyway obligatory chibi of the man the myth the legend
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amplifyme · 5 months ago
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Reached this one in my rewatch tonight. Definitely one of the best episodes (and best love stories) of the entire series.
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itzadulllife · 1 year ago
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Previously on LOST✨
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