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Misplaced Lens Cap
Peter Solarz
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

Origami Around
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

shark vs the universe
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Jules of Nature

Kaledo Art

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Sade Olutola
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TAG GAME !
rules: show us your lockscreen, homescreen, the last song you listened to, and the last picture you saved.
tagged by @igyus & @koishua ty <33
tagging @eternallyhyucks @yeoforce @bluhr @sainthwngs @tyunni + anyone else!!
removed the rbs bc it got a bit long, but thanks for the tag, zarie !! <33
lock screen : (by @/cherrybeez)
home screen :
last song i listened to :
last picture i saved :
tagging : @infxrity @maiacroson @emergencyfoodpaimon @atsuvu @haikyuuislifetbh @sweet-lovely-bambam @ioveangel @eleiwitch @myloriahh + you <3
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𝚂𝚘 𝙸 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚎- 𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐: @love-hajime @011tsukishima @luvrinnie @tooru-luvs @emergencyfoodpaimon @xybi @animated-moon @moon-mars-ikemen @haikyuuublog [𝙽𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚜!!]
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Awww, thanks for the tag! (And I like some country, don’t judge me.)
I tag… @novacayne, @krystalwithakay, and @thehouseofmaple. And anyone else who wants to do it!
Thank you for the tag, Kore! 💕 also, I may still be emo as shit, but country music slaps. Carrie is a queen. Anyway ✨
I’m gonna feel terrible if I forget people, so no ill intent if I do 💕 tagging: @graemoon @kitsu-writes @literotica @deleteddewewted @blossominglark @samx-jpeg @ramenaddicted @dream-gardener @awilddreamerwrites & anyone else who wants to play along ✨
Thank you for the tag doll!
Lockscreen, Home Page, last song I listened to and the last picture I saved— Yuno from Black Clover's got my whole heart and 😺
Tagging: @godbaji @bakugosbratx @peachyquing @stariwrites @katsukeen @touyas-peach @ultimate-astridwriting @kitsu-writes @cupcake-rogue and anyone else!
so late to this cause tumblr didn’t tag me but here ya go! love bragging about my set-up, lowkey.
tagging, uh: @sakuras-n-stars, @awkward-youtube-trash, @ukiyowrites, @beelziee, @mirakeul, anyone else who wants to do it!
here ya go!!
Salt Meets Wound
Pairing: Oikawa Toru x Top! Male Reader
Requested? Yes – No
warnings: brat-taming, voyeurism(?), creampie, degradation, dumbification, dacryphilia, sir k.
notes: i wrote this while listening to rai's nessa playlist lmao. unedited.
Let’s cut to the chase—Oikawa was a tease. A damn good one at that. Always keeping you on your toes; especially when you’re around his ‘best friend’ Iwaizumi. Now you've grown accustomed to his less than appropriate behaviour. However, he was going a little too far this time.
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Scarlet Comfort
A/N I hate that I almost talked myself out of posting this.
Your hands shake as you hold your phone. Tears falling onto the glass distorting some of the words. Tears fat enough that they threaten to activate the touch screen.
Still your thumb hovers over the delete button.
Should you delete it?
Burning hot emotion rip up your throat as you ask yourself if you should.
Heart drumming in your chest as adrenaline begins to burn in your feet and cramp your hovering hand.
You were just going to delete your writing blog.
So why did it feel as if you were standing atop the largest building in the city as the call of the void screams your name?
Well you knew why.
You knew exactly why it felt similar to tempting death.
Because it was.
One step closer to chopping off a part of yourself.
And for what?
Why were you suddenly so unhappy with your work? It had only been a little over six months and yet you finally let that *thing* command you once more.
Let you obsessively check notifications over and over once you've posted something and instead of being grateful for what you've got, for the views and some comments that you get you allow it to dictate to you your worth.
Your fucking value and how it is no longer enough. How your writing is deteriorating into nothing but complete dog shit as it laughs over your shoulder with each sentence your write.
Reminding you what you cannot achieve. What it will not allow you to achieve as it breathes ever mistake in grammar, spelling and sentence structure it can until you've rewritten the same fucking sentence six times before you throw your phone in anger.
So you find yourself now for the seventh time this month. Staring at your handle.
At the delete button that's nestled so neatly on the screen spelling out what it wants you to do.
Delete it.
End it.
Rid the world of all aspects of yourself until you become what it says you are.
Nothing.
You lift your thumb, finally telling yourself to let it go. To let your short time of happiness, your small hobby die as it should.
But was it ever really good enough to even be called a hobby? Let alone anything more.
"What the fuck are you doing?" A growl from behind you before you phone is slapped from your hands.
"I thought you said it made you happy." Somehow his low even growl is worse than his yelling. The big living room begins to smell of sweet burning sugar as you slowly turn to face him. Fat droplets leaking over red rimmed eyes.
He bites the inside of his lip until he tastes copper. Hating fucking LOATHING that you're crying.
That there is no physical evil for him to defeat and all that he can do is be a shoulder to cry on.
He was never good with comforting people, it's why he can sometimes struggle as a hero.
"It just..." You let out a shaky sigh, the type that makes his heart feel as if it is in a vice, painfully squeezing and twisting as a reminder that you may always carry this sadness within you, "It just doesn't any more."
A reminder that he is powerless to something he cannot even *see*.
"And why doesn't it?" The ash blonde tries so unbelievably hard to keep the snap from his voice, scarlet eyes roving over your shrinking form as his dull nails bite into the palm of his hands.
Just last week you were reading comments on your work that placed you in tears. Of how people related to your work, how they understood your melancholy.
How they understood that it was bone deep.
It opened doors and made friends and yet here you were.
Here you fucking sat with this thing looming over your precious fucking soul that was crushing under the weight of your own guilt.
Guilt for feeling sad for nothing at all.
He remembers you saying you wished to steal everyone's sadness and as you let tears free fall from rouged cheeks he wonders if your wish had come true.
If you stole a bit of sadness from others, to make them happy. To carry the burden on your two broad impossibly strong shoulders and all for nothing but hope.
Hope that someone will never feel as low as you do.
He stares at you impossibly long waiting for your answer. That you finally so meekly say.
"Nothing has been lately." His heart shatters from the weight of your words.
"Nothing" which would include him, his stomach twists even as he tells himself not to take it personally.
That he cannot take it personally because that fucking THING steals your senses, numbs you to everything but the paradox that lies in your chest.
That eats your emotions whole until you're a hollowed out shell of lost passion that was once misguided. But now cannot even be found at all. He closes his crimson eyes as numb tears fall down your cheeks.
He counts to keep himself from exploding. With each number he takes a deep breath, reminding himself that this is not entirely you.
He needs to remember to have patience.
To not over react to something you cannot control or understand yourself.
He needs to be loving. The soft tender kind that is most difficult for him as it leaves him feeling open, raw and presented to the world in such a fashion he would rather die.
But he would fucking die for you.
Kill for you.
Especially if that's what it took to keep your smiling, to keep you enjoying the things that he knows you love to do.
To forever silence that simple fuck that slithers in your head and makes home in your precious chest eating away at your heart of gold.
His eyes open slowly, rounding the couch reaching for your phone. He picks you up and plops you on his lap before blanketing the two of you.
He instructs you to keep your hands planted firmly on your thighs as he clears his throat.
He tucks you further in before he takes his hands out. Holding your phone so you can see it. The delete button stares back at you as the voice in your head rages inside.
*"PRESS IT!"*
*"FUCKING END IT!"*
He opens your phone going to a different site where some of your abandoned work lies.
Work from almost four years ago.
"I want you to read aloud to me every comment written on everything you've published, Kitten." His voice comes out deadly in your ear as he settles into a roll you've asked him for, despite it coming naturally to him.
"But..."
"There are not buts in this. When you're done reading all of these to me and you can still tell me you want to delete your blog, that you can confidently say that your writing ain't shit then and only then will I allow you to be so self destructive. Do you understand Kitten?"
His body contradicts his tone as he kisses the crown of your head, free hand gripped tightly over your own to encourage you.
To remind you that you may feel as if you're drowning in a raging sea but you are damn sure not alone.
You give a final shaking sigh as the ash blonde's heart twists once more before you answer with forced confidence.
"Yes, Sama I understand."
To anyone who needs this today.
What about bakugou fucking your thighs because you're a virgin but seeing him like that turns you on so much and you finally tell him to put it in🤭
Are we talking DILF Bakugou here? Just imagine that in his eyes you’re so sweet and innocent but he doesn’t want to be the one to corrupt you. He denies the way his cock throbs at the thought of taking away your innocence, thinking about making you do something so depraved but he will never mention it. He won’t be the one to force the subject, even though he can tell how tight you’d be around him, the way his thick cock would stretch your tightness out.
For now, he’s content with this. The blissful look on your face as he towers over you, the feeling of your plush thighs around him enough to keep him satiated. Alternating between cumming all over your front or straddling your chest to jerk himself off all over your face.
There’s just something about the way he pushes your legs together and wraps a large palm around your ankles, trapping his cock snugly between your thighs as he lets out a low groan. His tip dripping with pre as it dribbles against your abdomen, watching as it peeks through your thighs. The underside of his cock dragging against your clit with each roll of his hips as your silky walls flutter around nothing, desperately trying to pull him in. His full, heavy balls slapping against your slit with each forward movement. You want to feel him stretching you out, destroying your pretty little cunt... but he’s a stickler for the rules. He’s told himself he won’t do this, won’t be the one to corrupt you. Even though he’s itching to reach into his wallet and pull out the condom he keeps in there just in case. Your single bed creaking from his bulging frame as he pounds his cock between your thighs, watching the way your cute tits bounce with each thrust.
“You like that, yeah?” Bakugou smirks at the way you tease your bottom lip between your teeth, “Of course you do, always so needy for me.”
“Wanna feel you inside me, Katsuki.” You try to tempt him, just like every other time. Teasingly rolling your pebbled nipples between your fingers as you buck your hips against his length.
“I know you do, princess. But we can’t-” He rasps, your words making his cock throb, “I’d fuckin’ wreck you.”
“But what if I want you to wreck me, daddy?”
Good lord, you knew exactly what you were doing. You little minx. Your tone almost making him cum on the spot as his hips stuttered between your thighs. There was only so much longer he could continue being the good guy in this relationship, the desperation to feel your tight walls quivering around him, milking his cock, was becoming too much.
“You’re gonna be the death of me, baby.” He growls, dropping your thighs as he moves to grab his jeans from your bedroom floor, already reaching for his wallet.
“No daddy, please-” You move your fingers down to your sopping folds, running your fingers through your slick as you part yourself invitingly for him, “You don’t need that- I’m on the pill.”
“Fuck,” Bakugou snarls, his nostrils flaring as he drops his wallet to the ground, fisting his meaty cock between a large palm as he runs the tip of his cock between your puffy folds for the first time. The swollen head catching against your tight entrance. Nowhere near being inside you and he can already feel just how tight you are, “Gonna fuck you into the shape of daddy’s cock, princess.”
KEKEKEKE
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Kaminari: If pokemon were real which one could you win a fight against?
Tokoyami: Mr Mime. Not because Mr. Mime is weak but because if I ever saw one in real life, I would be filled with the exact rage needed to strangle it to death
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