#they were so sick for this.. ...omg
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wardingshout · 1 month ago
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late summer times
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sorryimlatecapt · 5 months ago
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happy six month anniversary to buck being kissed into bisexual realization to all who celebrate 🥰🎉✨
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sophfandoms53 · 5 months ago
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sick and twisted,,, SICK AND TWISTED
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iilmunchkiin · 3 months ago
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Just saw an absolutely amazing post that convinced me that Ceroba would be the one who confesses first.
(op turned turned off reblogs unfortunately so I'm making this post (┬┬﹏┬┬)) ("Just put the link to the post here-" No, you absolute buffoon, they turned it off for a reason and I'm going to respect that) (also potential rambling?? again??) (future LM here, yep there is alot of rambling. this was supposed to be a character analysis but I accidentally made a fic halfway LMAOAOAOAOAOA )
god I'm a sucker for slow burn and angst (duh, you all know that) I used to think that Starlo wouldn't be able to take it anymore and finally get the balls to confess to her, he goes up to her and it'll be the usual cheesy but wholesome moment with him nervously laughing, Ceroba getting surprised so she turns away while brushing off some hair that got on her face, Starlo sheepishly rubbing the back of his head and stuttering to get the words out. It'll all be planned of course he's a gentleman, he's just so stupidly nice and understanding that if Ceroba just flat out tells him "I don't wanna be in a romantic relationship with you" I just know he's going to smile and tell her it's okay and he'd still be there for her and it won't affect their friendship at all and he's going to stay by her side de jashdkahsd sorry the brainworms are doing the thing again.
Of course the idea of Ceroba confessing first also came into my mind, her realizing she's in love with Starlo but now has to fight the guilt thinking that she's "betraying/cheating on Chujin" made the little angsty gremlin in me giggle but I just preferred it would be Starlo who breaks the ice just for shittles and giggles (I like seeing him get all blushy and shy HIHIHIHIH). Also adding the fact that Ceroba DID consider getting together with him but she brushes it off cuz she thinks he's still too immature. (Yes I am aware Ceroba acknowledges Starlo growing up in True Pacifist but I didn't give it that much thought I was in delulu land)
But then I saw the post and ho h my god oh my goddddddd.....
I was a fool
Starlo is aware of what Ceroba has gone through and as her childhood best friend he would respect her and not risk overwhelming her with a confession cuz OF COURSE HE WOULDNT, and if he DID consider confessing it would be YEARS after the whole "Clover-sacrificing-themselves-for-the-futue-of-monsterkind" ordeal but he would have probably fallen out of love at this point and it would go
⭐: "OH YEAH btw I had a crush on you when we were kids" 🦊: "HUH"
(not dismissing the chance he could still be in love with her despite that I mean he's dedicated and loyal and so damn devoted to her it makes sense, it was just had a funny thought giggles)
But then after reading the post, it reopened the idea of Ceroba confessing first and... oh my god it was glorious. It would start small, thinking he looked nice one day, subconsciously gazing at him and adoring him at the distance as he talks his usual nonsense at the saloon with the feisty 5, wanting to hang out with him a little more than usual, until it slowly builds up over time. She starts noticing the little things about him, his wide smile, the sound of his voice and the laughter he makes when he does his usual shenanigans with her in post-pacifist where things are starting to get brighter as they heal together, she would call him an idiot but god he would just smile at her again and the little dimples on the sides of his face would make her melt without knowing and she swears she felt her face get warm but brushes it off, thinking it's nothing. But that's where the snowball keeps getting bigger, she would see him talking to the folk again at the saloon and wish it was her he was laughing with, she'll quickly snap out of it, shake her head a little and think about how weird it was for her to have thought about that. She'd find herself beaming when he calls her name and feel so stupid for doing so, "Why am I so happy all of a sudden? He says my name all the time..."
And the snowball finally crashes when they have one of those talks, y'know the ones where you usually have at 3 am with your friends? Just talking about life in general, talking about the future, what are each of them scared of, what they feel and what they think about things, just being so vulnerable and open with each other. They've had their fair share of these talks but today was different. He looked absolutely stunning, despite being mentally exhausted he still looked divine, the way his eyes droop when his expression softens, the slow rise and fall of his chest when he sighs, his wide glistening smile turning into a small and soft curl on his lips. She can't help herself but make subtle touches and discreetly brush her shoulder against his as they lean towards the railings of the balcony, fighting the urge to just reach out and figure out small ways to make contact with him. She gazes at him the entire time, analyzing him, noticing all the little changes he makes, why can't she look away? She can't, she tried, so many times but it still ends up with her looking at him again trying to burn the image of him in her mind, wanting to leave it there forever. When the talk comes to a close, he turns to her and offers a hug, she accepts it and the moment he melts into her arms, she feels a sudden warmth on her chest and it instantly scatters around her entire body, enveloping her. They share each other's warmth, she slowly buries her face onto his shoulder, cherishing this small moment with him as they hold each other tight in each other's embrace. She's closing her eyes, inhaling his scent, it feels like she's in a dream, she doesn't want this moment to end, she doesn't wanna wake up just yet but.... They break a part, he gives her his goodbyes. As she goes home she lays in bed, face up, staring at the ceiling as she recalls everything that happened to her, putting pieces of the puzzle together as she finally comes to terms with herself and gets hit with the realization. It all comes crashing down to her, her eyes widen and she lets out an audible groan. She lays in silence for a moment, feeling absolute agony for being so stupid, she peaks through her fingers and looks back up the ceiling again, "Fuck..."
I haven't even dabbled with what goes on in her head after she accepts this fact, the sudden guilt consuming her, feeling like she betrayed Chujin, the person she loved with her entire soul only to fall for another. She hates it. And if she confesses she's going to be a wreck and Starlo just instantly goes to comfort her, telling her it's okay, she doesn't have to force herself to confess to h- No. She wants this, she's absolutely in love, he may have fallen first but she fell even harder, but with so much conflict in her mind, wanting to hold his hand without the weight on her shoulders pulling her back. The entire time they're together, Starlo finds the time to console her, comfort her, feeling horrible for making him stay up late just for her but he says he doesn't mind and he himself wants this, feeling absolutely honored to have her in her arms and that she trusts him so much that she's just so open and vulnerable and he's being so kind and patient to her I hate them I HATE THEM I FFUCKING HATE THUEJN R F FUCK FUCKF FFIFUUCJCC N I HATE THEMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
thE SLOW BURN IS SO SLOW BUT KEEP UP AND SET THE KITCHEN IN FLAMES PLEASE RAUGHHH
SAVE ME STAROBA W AS SAV VE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
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TL;DR: uhhhh read a post and it convinced me that Ceroba slowly falls in love with Starlo over time without realizing it and when she finally does she feels really guilty cuz it feels like she's betraying Chujin, the slow burning is burning and the angst is scrumptious. Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk. /j
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blkkizzat · 3 months ago
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I like to keep my page overall politics and discourse free but please if you are in the US and haven’t yet go out and vote! 🗳️
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(I’m not telling you who to vote for but if you vote for an orange clown, the clown will come back to bite!)
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devasdiary · 2 months ago
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Alex and Nigel as knights templar ♤
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notvil · 6 months ago
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cw: free use, but in a non/dubcon way. . . idk either pal.
free use with your sweet roommate ochako is like. . . you seeing her folded up and chilling on the couch after a gap in your shared long week of exams, and just needing to touch her to ease your nerves. there’s a furrow in her brows that screams about how pent up she is too. it wouldn’t hurt to touch her, calm her down. poor thing jumps when your hands creep over her shoulders and massage gently. smiles at you so blithely your stomach turns when you think about what you want to do to her. thanks you and all and you just blink real hard because she’s so fucking cute and adorable and soft.
you don’t even realize your hands have slipped down, kneading at her plump breasts over her loose tee, bouncing them in your hands like they’re something to play with. your thumb and finger automatically start pinching at her nipples, rolling them, and tugging it’s not til then that she makes a sound. squirming away with nowhere to go, ending up squished to the back of the couch and further into your hands that follow her. she’s panting, little ‘no, s-stop’s and ‘wait, please’s are leaving plush lips you want to suck and lick and bite at until they hurt. but you can’t stop, not when you see her thighs spasm, see her heel dig in between those thick thighs, see her hips rock. she may say she doesn’t want it but her body can’t deny it likes feeling good. likes being used.
you stop soon after you feel a few tears splatter on your hand, kissing the crown of her head in apology before leaving after a firm squeeze. it’s sad she started crying right before you stuck your hand in her cotton panties, but you’ll both live.
distantly, your brain screams at you. you want to get off, need to after that power rush, but you know she needs to first. you want to give her the peace to do so alone. though you’ve heard her gasp your name in the shower with an incessant buzz, and seen her washing your shirts and hoodies with hers. but half the power is held in knowing she’ll grope herself just like you did, grinding her pretty pussy on your decorative pillow that you never wash. probably cry a little more about it, beg her version of you to fuck her, touch her, make her cum. it doesn’t feel the same with her hands. it’s yours she craves for, that’s violating touch that she can’t recreate, gripping herself tightly like it would make a difference. it doesn’t compare.
and when you get back, she’ll be shy again, simpering under your casual affections because you make it seem so blasé. she doesn’t have the courage to bring it up, and argue and refute. she can’t without her head getting cloudy; as far as you’re both concerned, nothing should change about your routine. it works just fine.
the only problem is toga, her girlfriend that went to that private girl’s school with her before college, a menace in her own right. pretty too, never afraid of how what comes out of her mouth with be perceived. . .
yeah. . . you want to touch the cute, little girlfriend of your sweet, too responsive roommate ochako.
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ringosmistress · 7 months ago
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coconut530 · 8 months ago
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TEACHERS STRIKE BACK
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moikey-croikey · 4 months ago
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ep 477: “i’m sick, these are tears of joy! even after all i’ve done, i want… to live!”
now what if that were my last straw 🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂😂😂😂😂🤣😂🤣🤣🤣😂🤣😂😂
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nerdyspies · 7 days ago
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sometimes i think abt curt's "i liked you better when you were dead" in one step ahead and i start sobbing and clawing at the wall aggresively
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uwuyongyapper · 10 days ago
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I've finished the epilogue please send prayers. and. thoughts.
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splxtduxlies · 7 months ago
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oh yea i dont think i ever lost my mind abt this on this blog so lemme just
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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bayetea · 2 months ago
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I am once again stating that people who complain about fanartists drawing black annabeth in any context (in general/with book percy/etc) are the lamest people on the planet
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tagerrkix · 1 year ago
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youtube
I AM CRINGE BUT I AM FREE
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themintman · 3 days ago
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obligatory valentine's day Jurm screenshot redraw this screenshot is like a yearly / twice a year tradition for me HAPPY VALENTINES DAY GANG 🗣️🗣️🗣️
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im never shutting up about this scene. JACK CAUGHT HIM WITH SUCH PRECISION??? DIDNT EVEN STUMBLE LIKE THIS MAN IS USED TO SNATCHING NURM UP LIKE THAT??? WHAT???? I know what you are.
Will post the next two minentines later but I gotta go to SCHOOL FIRST.. HHHHH
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