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COMPLETE MCR DRAAG ALPHABET!!!
more decoding from the Seattle show on my page soon!
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loser in a hot guy's body you will always be THEEEE character archetype of all time to me
#this is so fox mulder coded#I love the x-files episodes where other ppl assume his identity and are like#… dude what the fuck u don’t have to be a loser like this??? you’re hot?????#fox mulder#agent mulder#the x files
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Queen of getting invited to Opioid Crisis Taskforce Meetings as a person with lived experience / representative working on Harm Reduction advocacy + programs, then getting my microphone muted halfway through.
#prohibition counteracts support for drug users and addicts#it only criminalizes and demonizes them#it puts the onus of change on drug users and addicts#especially when it comes to addicts - it has us looking at addiction as an individual issue not a systemic one#harm reduction means decriminalization not prohibition
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YEEEEEEES fuck yes thank you for this 🥹❤️❤️ I love it.
tell me.


Arthur Morgan x gn reader
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warnings/tags: MDNI. nothing too wild, just a loving hand job. Arthur is beautiful and we need him to acknowledge it. We're working on his self esteem :) unedited, unbeta'd
“You're so sweet. So handsome" you tell him, and Arthur blushes. The ruddy flush colouring his cheeks and reddening his ears only proves your point further, only makes him all the sweeter.
He's not used to compliments, you can tell. He doesn't know how to take them. You've heard how he talks about himself, you can tell there's a disdain that runs deep. It makes you sad to know that. He's so handsome, here on your bedroll under the cover of the tent and undressed by your wandering hands but he still doesn't quite believe you when you tell him that.
Your already spit-slick hand drags slow down his stomach, coarse hair there leading to a treasure you've been dreaming of for weeks. He closes his eyes and mutters a 'christ' under his breath, trying to steady his racing heart. It's been so long.
“I think you're gorgeous, Arthur" You whisper, teeth scrape against his earlobe and elicit a breathy groan from him. He shakes his head, but there's no response beyond that, nothing but the pleading in his blue-green eyes when he opens them again.
“Say that you're handsome" you demand softly, fingers wrapping ever so gently around the base of his aching cock. It's a beautiful thing, and one you want to appreciate fully one day. In your head you curse the camp for being so full these days, never fully affording you the privacy you so eagerly desire.
"I ain't, though...I..." he cuts himself off when you squeeze him just enough.
You can tell that in his head he's listing every argument he can make for why he doesn't believe your compliments. A list he's probably thought to himself again and again over the years. You want nothing more than to quiet those thoughts, to make him believe it if only for this moment.
“Arthur" You swipe your thumb across his tip, drag the fluid pearling there down his shaft and repeat the action again. Your eyes meet, he lifts his hips slightly, trying to get you to give him more.
"I said you're beautiful. Do you think I'm a liar?"
“No, no, darlin', I'd never" He immediately denies it, desperate for you to know he would never think you anything but honest, true.
You smile, and you start to stroke him very slowly, root to tip and gathering more slick when you pass the head. He's girthy, so hard, so needing of this. You want to memorise every ridge and vein and map every bit of his strong body.
“Say it, then. For me" You lean forward and he raises his head up slightly to meet you. You share breath for a moment, his soft panting meeting your steadier breathing.
"I-fuck-I'm handsome..."
You catch his lips with yours immediately, kiss him with everything you've got. Your hand increases it's pace, gives him what he's benn so desperate for. He's already shaking, hips rocking in time with you. You nip at his lip and pull back. And he truly couldn't be more gorgeous than right now; breathless, face flush with rosiness, looking at you like you're a thing sent from above.
You decide here and now you're going to make sure he knows it every day from now on.
“You are, Arthur Morgan. You are. Perfect"
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holay fucking molay







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unironically love that Qavvik’s entire role in this show is doe eyed malewife love interest that makes breakfast and gently cleans the blood off Evangeline’s face after whatever insane 12 person knife fight she got into that day, good for him

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I got a couple of movies from Netflix and they had these cool Halloween-themed mailers. Maybe I’m easily amused, but they’re kind of nifty!
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dieter bravo i unfortunately think i will love you forever
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Bear Cubs’ First Trip to the Seaside BBC Earth | Seven Worlds One Planet
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I enhanced the pic as good as I can !!! My service for my fellow Frankie fans 🙂↕️
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