#verse: my maker
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little-earthquakes-rp · 7 months ago
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@mythosisms take from here:
The demon hunter wasn't about to move another muscle until he had an answer. Boden was more than aware of his strength and was mindful as he grasped Ely's wrist. As the two stared at one another the soothing sensation once again beckoned him to drop it, but he couldn't. So he asked, and when she leaned into him and he felt her delicate warm breath on his neck he knew he'd made a mistake. Her mouth was close enough that he felt the plush of her bottom lip ghost over his ear.
Attraction.
He wasn't some schoolboy getting a hard-on from the attention of a pretty woman. He'd never say that out loud, and was about to clean up the thought when he felt her hand trailing down his chest and sliding under his shirt to trace the along his abdominals. Involuntarily Boden let out a hushed groan as his hips bucked. His eyes closed for a moment, maybe enjoying the caress too much. Reaching out for her other hand before she enlisted any other response he held both wrists captive, and took a moment to regain his composure looking just past her briefly.
Boden let go of her wrist all at once, and just like the previous times, he could feel the loss of their disconnection. Standing to his full height he pressed the back of his head into the wall and stared down. "Come on Ely, I know I'm hard to fucking resist, but I've been around long enough to know what magic feels like, and the more you touch me the more I'm aware..."
Boden never was able to finish the sentence. A young woman, a lower-level demon popped in to interrupt their conversation. "Hey, how did you get lost down here? Our host is upstairs and would love to see you." Boden drifted his eyes over to Ely as a forced smile pulled across his mouth before he spoke, "Well, by all means, take us to your leader." The line came out sardonic as he was annoyed by the interruption.
He followed the young woman down the hall and upstairs. The horrible smell was wafting through the air to the point of almost choking now. The demon stopped in their tracks and tilted their head gesturing to the last room. Suddenly, a piercing scream came from behind the door. Looking at Ely he lifted a shoulder, "Well I guess we found him."
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revcnqe · 4 days ago
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THE BOYS 1x02 | Cherry
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greenleaf4stuff · 3 months ago
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(screenshot via cap-that.com) (my other trop memes)
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fifiphobic · 6 months ago
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most people don’t enjoy the ending of my hero academia, especially the time skip, but THANK YOU HORIKOSHI FOR ADDING 8 YEARS ONTO KATSUKI BAKUGOS LIFE WHEN HE COULD’VE VERY WELL HAVE DIED ON THAT BATTLE FIELD 🤞
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berthindeath · 15 days ago
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@lone-blade asked: ⤷ MARK & SQUEEZE
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A light whine slips from her parted lips as she loses all thought, handing herself over to only the sensations at Carver's touch, dizzying her mind with only him. His kiss ignites her blood, a fever pitch against her skin as his large hands have paved up the sides of her thighs, squeezing them in his paw-like grip until she's given herself over completely.
She inhales deeply of his scent, every nerve-ending alight as his hands slide further up her thighs until he's caught her hips within his touch and draws her in as close as she can be astride his lap as their chests crash together.
" Făcător— " Gwendolyn hums against his lips as he's broken away from her, trailing his affection across the height of her cheek before it trails to the sensitive junction of her jawline and her throat.
She cannot think of a time she's ever felt this captivated with another, felt this desired by another in so long. She now finds herself craving his eyes upon her, even when they are in the throes of battle, their vastly different combat styles seamlessly melding together as their enemies stand no chance against them. It was a hotbed of tension, tension they'd tarried in circles before finally giving in.
His touch is engulfing as she feels the pressure of his kiss intensify, feels the familiar scratch of teeth baring. Then, she feels the sting as he nips at her skin, marking her as his as his hands continue their ascendent against her spine. She's unable to halt the startled gasp, one that dissolves in a melting moan when he pulls back so that they might catch eyes. The look in the crystalline hues of his gaze spells a slight worry, concern that he might have caused unintended harm but she's shelling her lips over his to quiet those worries.
" Nu, don't stop— " She pleads against his parted lips, kissing him once, twice eagerly inviting him back as her fingers travel across his cheek until raking through the softness of his hair. She sighs when he relaxes again, a sigh he seems to swallow in enthusiastic acquiescence, a hand gliding up to cradle the base of her neck. He returns to his pursuit of her, pressing a soft kiss to the mark he'd left with his tongue laving over the skin as she sinks into him completely. Her eyes roll back and squeeze shut—shakily smirking as he bites into her flesh all over again.
Never stop.
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lord-squiggletits · 10 months ago
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The thing that makes me mad about finding cool quotes/references to use as titles or some such for stories is they're basically impossible to consciously look for. Sure you can just Google "cool quotes" or something but it's just gonna return stuff that everyone knows. By nature the coolest quotes always come from things that you read/watch/listen to and are drawn towards, maybe not even realizing why you're drawn to them. You can't "look for" cool quotes because by nature the coolest quotes are the ones that are cool to you personally. So ultimately the only reliable way to find profound phrases/references is to consume a lot of art and find the things that are meaningful through sheerly opening your mind and trying new things
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the-sky-queen · 11 months ago
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OH YEAH I was thinking about Future Families AU and I wanted to post about the kids. >:3
*Amy’s phone rings* *she answers*
Amy: Rose? Why are you calling? You know you're not supposed to have your phone out during school.
Rose: Yeah . . . Hehe. Funny story, Mom. Y'see I kinda . . . Sorta . . . Got stabbed at recess?
Amy: WHAT?!?!
Rose: Soooo yeah! I'm just calling to let you know I'm okay and I'm in the ambulance on my way to the hospital right now. See ya!
Amy: WAIT ROSE WHAT HAPPENED-???
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cavity-collector · 1 year ago
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rest in piss
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madrigaljail · 2 years ago
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Oh hey Jared answered my question. Sort of.
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graunblida · 1 year ago
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oops all angst prompts // accepting @exilesign sent: what are you talking about? i'm not leaving you here! / from silas!
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a wry smile threatens to lighten her features, and she gives in. he's not the self-serving, callous person he wants others to perceive him as. he could have betrayed her at any time and yet he honored their ALLIANCE.
" yes, you are. " words are stated firmly. the dull throbbing in her ankle reminds lexa she can't go on like this forever. body and mind are both exhausted, pushed to the brink of their capabilities. now eternal rest sounds ever so tempting.
with a labored grunt, she gets into a defensive position with knives gripped in each hand. she's hoping she can use the little energy she has left for a burst of speed. otherwise..." the careers are trying to flush us out. " there are two of them left and closing in on her and silas. lexa's injuries aren't death sentences per say, but she knows the risks fighting in her condition. " i'll do what i can to slow them down, but that won't mean shit unless you keep moving. "
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little-earthquakes-rp · 7 months ago
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[ HIDE ]:     while on the run, the sender hastily grabs the receiver and pins them against a wall that’s hidden from public view to avoid being seen. / from Ely
The next several days were spent strategizing how they'd take the demon hub. Picking up some intel from a lower-level foot soldier came easy, apparently, they'd set up shop at the former Mission Hotel. It had been built at the turn of the 20th century but didn't make it past the great depression before being sold and carved up into private offices and residential apartments. It had been completely abandoned for the last twenty years, but people have been observed recently coming in and out.
Boden gave Ely a look of surprise when he tried the damn front door and it just opened. They stalked around the lobby and found it vacant except for a discerning smell. Deciding to go through each floor systematically they headed up the stairwell.
Boden had taken the lead staying in front of Ely when suddenly he felt an unnatural force tug his arm from behind. She pulled him into the darkest corner of a small enclave. Only then did he hear the voices growing louder as they traveled down the hall. Boden could barely process the incident. Gazing down at the petite woman time seemed to fold in on itself. Ely blanketed and pressed her whole body into him to keep him from moving, and pinning him against the wall. His stare bore into hers desperately trying to use what little light to search for any answers in her eyes. The strong sensation of familiarity again set in, and he was completely struck by it.
The voices suddenly drifted away. They'd been spared by her quick thinking. When she tried to step back, Boden quickly grabbed her wrist and kept them tethered. Bending to whisper into her fragrant chestnut locks, "What is happening when we touch?" He wasn't about to let go until he got an answer.
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blueiight · 2 years ago
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Coming slowly to know his evil, or being catapulted into it ... was all the same. I wanted none of it finally. And, deserving nothing better, I closed up like a spider in the flame of a match. And even Armand who was my constant companion, and my only companion, existed at a great distance from me, beyond that veil which separated me from all living things, a veil which was a form of shroud. (IWTV, 1976)
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tres-fidelis · 1 year ago
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When you look in the mirror...
What do you see?
A reflection of you?
Or someone they made you be?
Picrew: X
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sharkfinx · 2 years ago
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NOTE 🙄
send me  ‘ NOTE ‘  and i’ll tell you what my muse would write on a note left for yours. 
There's a note right over an cupnoddles in the Hokage's table.
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emmetrain · 2 years ago
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"I miss having people around to be angry at. It's... too lonely, sometimes."
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lostxdrcams · 2 years ago
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Tag Drop | Lily Evans | Harry Potter
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