He kisses me, it feels like cannibalism

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Cathrine & Cat : she / her ̣̇˚. ct/nyc

: 20 y/o 𐦍 unfortunate Texas sports fan

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Shake your head and lemme know if you hear a marble rolling around

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I love how manly my man is 🫦I haven’t opened a single door when we’re together, carried me when I didn’t want to walk and always is touching me 🫦

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hii so update on my couple. basically they. and back from the tournament and we talked cause i kinda screamed at the girl over the phone for not coming to prom w/ me but anyways. i’ve been sick this week and they’ve literally been with me like everyday making me feel better.

i just feel like it’s back to normal or how it was before and i really really don’t want to mess that up but i need them

Hi I’m so sorry I didn’t see this 😭😭 I’ve been in the middle of no where

Ugh babe I’m so sorry being sick sucks 💔💔 I’m glad they’re taking care of you and it’s back to normal

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My mayors Muslim

My bagels Jewish

Trump is a pedophile

Knicks in 5

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I LOVE MY COUNTRY NEW YORK CITY

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PSYCHO (1960) dir. Alfred Hitchcock

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Hi yall so sorry I’ve been hella inactive, i hope to eventually get my motivation back 😭 I hope my vacation does that

I do this like every 3 months idk atp

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I feel like my hearing is getting worse !! So fun !!

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I wanna get a boob lift so bad but I’m scared if I have kids it will just be a waste of money

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I love my tri-monthly breakdown over my life

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Vacation time :) I can’t wait to sleep outside while my bf is shirtless 🫦

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Wor$t girl in America is still in the rotation wow what a work of art

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NYC might actually explode if the Knicks win another game 😭

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love me harder ; arch manning blurb!

description -> he shows you his deperation after being apart for three weeks...

(tags and warnings: slight minor content, not heavy for smut though, kiss between m and f, heavy makeout, slight jealpus!arch if your squint!)

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word count; 1,303 words

angie's notes; he looked tooo good in that video, so i had to jot down a quick blurb for my arch girlies!! <33😼😼

“you’re not listening to me,” you complain, pushing him inches away. arch stood between your parted legs, his overly large, freakishly large hands resting on your bare thighs. “what makes you say that?” he murmurs, feeling his warm lips against your pulse point. 

“you’re just kissing me…”

“and you’re not kissing me back. it’s a problem.”

you had just returned from a girls' trip. the cities of barcelona, mallorca, and ibiza had been planned months ahead, promising to travel and spend three weeks there after graduation. it had been draining, the constant moving and traveling back and forth; nonetheless, it was a trip you’d be dreaming of doing again. 

missing your 6’4 clingy boyfriend was harder to endure. the time zones. already being used to sleeping and waking up to him. his texts and calls are not as many as normal. being around him 24/7. which is why it was no surprise when he had been waiting an hour at the airport to pick you up.  

“it’s a problem that you don't want to listen to how much fun i had with the girls, and the guys that tagged along,” the lie fell from your lips. it was so quick to make his actions stop, brows furrowed inward as he stared at you with blatant confusion. 

“what guys?” arch’s voice is deep and low, demanding. 

“that caught your attention, didn’t it? there were no guys,” you explained, your hand reaching up, grabbing his face softly, feeling his stubble tickle your palms. not much changed from him. his hair was a tad longer, wavier, and defined due to the humidity. eyes still blue. 

he wore a casual outfit, a white tee with dark shorts, clear glasses that made his eyes appear bigger than normal, and his iconic redbull hat hiding the untamed hair. 

“i don’t like it when you do that. it gives me a heart attack each time,” arch expresses, kissing the corner of your mouth, then a small beauty mark on your cheek. you were sitting on the marble counter, the cool tile beneath quick into rushing goosebumps along your skin.  

“sorry, handsome,” you say while leaning in, before dodging the kiss he was about to place. arch huffed, annoyed, clearly not impressed by your antics, or wanting to waste any second longer. it was a hard three weeks, and all he wanted was to kiss you properly, not a quick one like you shared in the airport arrival lane. 

his chest heaves in desperation, lips parted, letting out a patient breath, eyes focused on your shiny lips thanks to your lip gloss. “as i was saying, our airbnb was beautiful! it was hot due to not having any ac-... isn't that crazy? if that happened here, we’d die from the heat!” you blabbered, everything you said entered through one ear and escaped the other. 

he was willing to wait, however much, but it was growing incredibly difficult. he wasn’t truly paying attention, and maybe that was his consequence for it. he hates thinking about it in this second; he wants you to remain quiet, just so he can properly kiss you.

his eyes shift up, so do his hands, which now rest on your waist, pulling you closer to his warm body. you notice it immediately, how rugged and intolerant he was at your moves. you grow quiet, fingers twisting a small curl that let out from his hat, twiting it with your finger. 

he leans in, just for you to turn to the side and grab another drink of water. arch gulps, vexed, his dimple marking its place as his jaw clenches tightly. he grabs the worn-out waterbottle, his hand tilting your face to his, leaning and crashing his lips with yours.  

his eyes shut immediately, heart beating fast, letting out a quiet groan, one you’re quick to swallow as you press harder against his. arch tilts his head, so the hat he wears doesn’t prohibit or cause issues as he finally tastes his favorite delicacy. 

the kiss is messy, rough around the edges, desperate after 21 days, and arch doesn’t plan to stop anytime soon. you pull back for a quick breather until you feel his tongue press against your bottom lip, asking for permission to drag the kiss deeper. 

you oblige, one of your hands going from his chest to wrapping his muscled back, your other hand tugging the roots on the nape of his neck. arch’s pants feel tighter when you left out a soft, quiet moan, feeling the anticipation in your touches and the way you flicked your tongue along with his. 

the kiss was never-ending. you were quick to forget about the conversation, rather too focused on how he felt against you. was it possible he grew in size in just three weeks?

arch’s hand moved down, resting dangerously close to your ass. you pulled back, his eyes open wide, confused and still dazed. your bottom lip is between your teeth, looking up as your hand removes the hat and places it on backwards, “always wear it like this when you’re around me…”

“why’s that?” he knew why. he just wanted to hear you say it.

“because you look ten times hotter. and so i can kiss you better,” you mumbled between the popcorn kiss, giggling when he smirked deeper. “you like it when i tell you stuff like that, don’t you?” 

“like? baby, i fucking love it,” he ushers, this time taking your top lip and giving it attention. he pressed his lips tighter against yours, blowing the air away completely. he’s not worried this time about his hat getting in the way as he relishes you. 

your tasted sweeter than ever, never wanting to part from you. he feels your hands return to his face, setting them along his jaw; this time, you’re the one to guide the kiss. he lets you, because he’d be stupid enough not to. “i missed you so bad,” he says, eyes closed, a look of despair, hating to think of how alone he felt. 

“i miss you too,” you replied, thumbs tracing along his skin before giving him a softer kiss this time. both of your chests move up and down, utterly breathless after the deep and tense kiss that was shared. his kiss was starved, to now soft paced, as if he were afraid to lose or you’d disappear again. 

this was the aftermath of 21 days of pent-up yearning. 

“i’m sorry for not listening to you… i just needed to kiss you before i passed out,” arch joked. 

“you’re so dramatic!” you teased, feeling his kisses move over your jaw and cheek this time, as your hands play with his hat, now resting sideways, wonky.

“i am not dramatic?” 

“are too… i’m gone for three weeks, and you act like it i left you for good.”

“because you did! all i had and carried around were your plushies because i missed you badly,” arch says, offended. 

“plushies? they're my stuffed animals. our kids, by the way,” you scold, peppering a kiss along the bridge of his nose, unable to detach yourself from his magnetic force. 

“shut up and kiss me again.” 

“make me,” you dare, pulling back, lips pursed with a brow raised, awaiting his next move. arch doesn’t think twice before lifting you off the counter, wrapping your legs around his torso as he leads both of you to the overly large couch in the living room. 

your back hits the soft pillows, arch coming back between your legs, grinding his lips against your already sensitive core. he kisses you once, then moves back, now ushering kisses along your collarbone. 

“you’re gonna lie here and tell me about your trip while i listen and show you how much i missed you, got it?”

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Backrooms spoilers !!! Below the cut !!

This is just my thoughts and interpretations!! I’m not the writer I don’t know shit at the end of the day

Entity Clark is actually how Clark views himself, he starts off as a “harmless” thing that’s nothing more then his store but the moment he feels threatened he turns violent

he isn’t even violent to Mary at first, he goes after himself, mirroring how he refused to charge to save himself and basically (and actually) ate himself alive

Clark as a whole is suchhhh an interesting character, he feels so real, his spiral in to losing himself to his addictions and selfish desires was so fun to watch

I’d love a prequel on him and his wife and getting to see that dynamic leading up to the day she divorced him

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Would anyone care if I wrote a lil something about Bobby from backrooms… yes he had max 10mins of screen time but his slutty ass crop top got me

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Like wow