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[imnotasweetie]

every couple of years i re-read homestuck because im like "you know, i reference it so much, i should really refresh what the whole deal about it is" and every time i get to the penis ouija and remember why i became absolutely obsessed with these two the moment that they showed their dynamic in the meteor

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EDIT: ok everyone shut up no one touch this post ever again /j

[dove-like-the-bird]

Affection is such a beautiful word because that's me with everything

I love holding an extraordinary amount of affection

Traumatised teenager character?

Dumb morning routine?

More fictional characters?

Grown-ass man who I think did a good job in a movie?

More fictional characters?

Even crushes (2) honestly

[dick-nightwing-grayson]

Superman: Son of Kal El #13 cover by Travis Moore

So obviously I respect Travis Moore's art so much, but also like....

Why does it look like everyone is orgasming?

Special shout out to Booster and Blue definitely not looking specifically sexual😏

[snowinabottlearchived]

sadly today is one of the bad ones . . im falling a little back health wise , which makes me super anxious and nervous . question to anyone who ever had a c*vid infection : how long did it take until you were able to smell / taste again ? sorry for posting about this , im just in an absolute spiral of not knowing how to deal with this stupid thing and not sink into severe health anxiety . .

[weirwoodking]

What in your opinion, are the worst costume designs of got? For me, a ton of the Margery costumes that are just so historically inaccurate and not pretty enough to make up for it, Dany’s white dress that looks like a modern day wedding dress, and the complete colorlessness of the later seasons take the cake.

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[rusticottage]

Hi my love! I love your blog so much, it's absolutely beautiful! Would you ever consider uploading any builds? Your general vibe is just so lovely and warm❤ have an amazing day/night! Xxx

Hi, honey, thank you so much I really love to know that my posts make people feel comfy <3 Well, I am sorry to be the one to tell you this, but I am a potato on build mode lol fr. My currently house is The Good Witch by the perfect IsegrimSims  (I love everything there), usually I spend days (no joke oh God) to choose a house, then I put it unfirnished and just furnish the way I like :) you can take a look on the builds I fave on gallery, id: baboliven (I use my friend’s origin so the builds there are from him). But to answer your question I guess I am never uploading any build, so sorry :’(

[nullhero]

*fortnite dances over him* good morning

@quirkjokes , why are you like this? 

         the bed dips. the sheets catching & pulling against his body as something climbs over him. at first, he had thought nothing about it. —- assumed it to be one of the strays he’s temporarily taken possession of —– until an elbow ( or is that a knee?)  threatens to do him in when it hits his thigh. there’s a cackle——– one he knows way too well ——  & a pair of hands clamping down over his legs as she works to steady herself in her ascent.  & even through the double layers of the canary-yellow sleeping bag, & military grey sheets he can feel the way she hooks her feet under his calves, anchoring herself, & then all hell breaks loose. 

       the bed rocks like it’s lost in the vices of a maelstrom. —– he can even hear the not so subtle creaks & moans of the bed’s frame. —- & he swears to whoever is listening, that if emi breaks his bed doing whatever the hell she’s doing, she’s buying him a new one. 

       it doesn’t stop, & he knows her well enough by now to know that it won’t stop until he gives in & looks. so, begrudgingly, he does just that. —– only to be greeted by teal tresses thrown over a shoulder, & a grin as large as the cheshire’s: ——- a true parallel to his sharkish one. she’s straddled over him, & it suddenly makes sense as to why she’d lock herself in like that, because, as he watches on, she just continues to grin & swing her arms back & forth in a way —- dance — he’s seen kirishima &  kaminari do what feels like millions of times now. 

       exasperated, his jaw locks at the sound of her voice, caught between the grinding gears his mind’s woefully trying to spur back into motion at the sight of —– this & the fact that he doesn’t even remember the night before. can’t recall the when & how he’d fallen into his bed. ( upside down, judging by the fact that the balls of his feet keep hitting the headboard as she continues to move. ) finally, a hand snakes it’s way out of its cotton-plush coffin to rack through the tangled mess of his hair. a breath —- a sigh —– a contemplative hum passing over his lips before —– he strikes. 

       his leg ( both, thanks to the clutches of his sleeping bag ) hooks into hers, uprooting her anchor-point & snagging her all in one. a hand, the one previously freed, takes a heaping hold of the front of her shirt —- where it promptly slides up to her shoulder for better purchase. ( because the last thing he’d want was to accidentally send her toppling into the ground at the foot of his bed. he had neighbors after all. )  —– & drags her down into the mattress at his side. 

       “it’s 5am, on a saturday. we’re both going back to sleep.” honestly, it’s an awkward, near uncomfortable tangle of limbs now, but he can’t bring himself to care. if she wants to move & adjust she’s welcome too. but he’s going back to bed. & he does just that as he burrows himself back into the cocoon of his blankets only to find himself distantly pleased by the additional heat her body gives off.