For God so loved the world

if i look back, i am lost

blake kathryn
art blog(derogatory)
Misplaced Lens Cap
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oozey mess
Jules of Nature
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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pixel skylines
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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One Nice Bug Per Day
Sade Olutola

shark vs the universe
occasionally subtle

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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For God so loved the world
coming out of tumblr retirement to remind you sluts Korra has never done anything wrong ever and anyone who disagrees can meet me out back
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The second time, it’s more intentional. But it’s kind of hard not to want to show everyone his perfect, miniature blueberry-lemon panna cotta towers- The dessert is just so pretty and had turned out so deliciously well, it would be a shame not to share it.
Reaper/Soldier 76 : Gabe/Jack
Tags: Baking AU, Gabe/Jack, Domestic Fluff, References to Depression, Modern setting, Awkward flirting, angst, food porn, but it's literal food
Leaving the cannolis atop Gabriel’s plain doormat makes him wish he’d had the forethought to write out a quick explanation, or at the very least bring a sticky note. They look pretty lonely just abandoned in front of a plain door, but he would have to trust that Gabriel would get them and not think they were poisoned or something. He shouldn’t knock- wouldn’t want to bother Gabriel on his way in from a night spent out doing…. Well, whatever it was that had him coming home at 7 in the morning.
Chapter 1: Lemon- Blueberry Panna Cotta
Chapter 2: Macarons & Chocolate Shavings
Chapter 3: A Chocolate Chip Cookie
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Hating on AI because it plagiarizes or makes bad art really undercuts the main purpose of AI being invested for in the first place; for surveillance and warfare.
Disco Elysium animation 🕺
Letsss goooo! 8 hrs, 3 identity crisis and 1 near abandonment 🥲 but SASUNARU fanart for pride month is doooone 🫶🏻
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Title: Imrama
Chapters: 1/1
Words: 17,197
Fandom: Naruto (Anime & Manga)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence
Relationships: Uchiha Sasuke/Uzumaki Naruto
Characters: Uchiha Sasuke, Uzumaki Naruto
Additional Tags: Southern Gothic Fantasy, Alternate Universe- Modern Supernatural, Witch!Sasuke, Werewolf!Naruto, Shifter!Naruto, dark fantasy, werewolf bites, feral behavior, magical realism, handcuffs, bloodplay, manhandling, handjobs, Porn with Plot, Painplay, Dom/sub undertones, Powerbottom Sasuke,
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It’s poetry to parrot Naruto’s earlier words, “Because?”
Naruto’s eyes flash open. They’re close enough that if Naruto stopped leaning back, he and Sasuke would be pressed chest to chest. “Because, Sasuke. This is my room- my den. It is covered in the scent of me, and it's personal, and you smell so good, but you smell so, so good covered in the smell of me.”
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Sasuke returns to town in the summer heat. He shouldn’t have returned at all. He should have just sold this cursed mausoleum.
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Sasuke ignores this, still a bit peeved that Naruto was right in that it would be incredibly unwise to return to the estate until morning. He folds his arms over his chest. “What do you suggest?”
Naruto perks. “I mean, my offer from before still stands!”
... Spending the night at Naruto’s. It would be warded, the way Sasuke couldn’t on his own estate at the moment and the way a hotel would take hours to achieve. A full twelve hours alone with Naruto of all people, who was imminently close to a change, and had a record lack of control. Sasuke makes a face.
“No funny business.”
Naruto’s grin is not reassuring. “C’mon Sasuke- like I said, I’m not thirteen anymore. I meant what my offer.”
Sasuke’s frown deepens. “I will castrate you in your sleep with a rusty spoon if you try anything.”
Naruto’s hands involuntarily flex towards his groin in protection. “Geez, do you have to be so graphic about it? I can be good!”
[ PSA. Naruto tries to be good }
“My Hero” by Matt Rhodes
DeMeritt Hill Farm
Lee, NH