I literally gasped
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Avengers’ New Groove Masterpost.
oh it’s not the masterpost… not yET:
LOL BEST POST EVER
Reblogging again for the new notes
THIS. SO MUCH OF THIS. YES.
this is why I’m on tumblr
IT GOT BETTER
I saw this post and rebloged it but then saw the comments and had to rebloged it again
HOW DID THIS POST MANAGE TO GET SO MUCH MORE AWESOME
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Source: vangoghstarsLike seriously why aren’t there a million body-shot fics? SEND OUT THE CALL.
Stiles’ body is so angular lately he’s got a trillion weird places to take shots from, too….
Derek draws in a loud breath, and the skin under Stiles’ tongue moves a bit. It is unbearably hot. But then, it’s over, and Stiles mumbles, “Let me just,” and sprinkles on the salt with as much grace as he can muster, which is to say, none. Most of it lands on the floor. He doesn’t give a fuck.
Derek is staring up at him, still with that stupid lime in his mouth. Stiles isn’t sure if this is how bodyshots are done, it seems idiotic to have the lemon, lime, whatever, in the bodyshot-é’s mouth during the process. But - Derek’s eyes are wide, his pupils are dilated. And he’s breathing very deliberately, very deeply, through his nose. Fuck.
Derek jerks his head towards his shoulder, muffles a “Go.”
Stiles leans down again, intent on taking his time this time. The tip of his tongue touches Derek’s skin, the salt crystals sprinkled on it, and Stiles draws it back again instinctively, tastes. Derek takes another sharp breath, his throat makes a little noise. Stiles wants to think that Derek is enjoying this, too, but he is a little preoccupied. After that first touch, he is now back to licking. Short, broad stripes, first forcefully, but then going softer, caressing the skin with his tongue. It’s much more fun this way, slowing down, enjoying the sensation of Derek’s skin under him…
Derek’s muffled “Stiles!” makes him jerk back guiltily - there probably wasn’t any salt left on Derek five licks ago.
#I need to KNOW #WHEN #WHERE #HOW #DID YOU TO TALK ABOUT STUFF #AND THINGS #what was derek wearing? #how close where you two? #was it on the phone? #do you do that from time to time? #what tone do you use when talking in private to each other? #is it an intimate or an annoyed thing #is it friendly #does it feel nice to have finally someone who listens to you and ask you stuff huh? #HUH??? #TELL ME (via werecarrot)
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A podfic-ish sort of reading of Helenish’s latest sort of notfic.
I tried to emulate the breathless feeling of the prose but that might just have led to me speaking too fast (I have poor breath control) and saying “Deucalion” WAY too swallowed-mangled and not putting the right emphasis on “jerkwads”, sorry about that.
It made me laugh as I read and I hope it makes you laugh if you listen !
This is an excellent metaphor for what most people go through. Though I think the art was intended to be an inspirational, “go get your dreams” type image, i think its a lot more sad and true than that. The unicorn is a mthical beast that doesn’t look anything like a rhino, except that they most have a horn. There is nothing that a rhino can do to become a unicorn, short of destorying its mind and completely altering its body.
This isn’t a stretch for what most people go through when they have body image issues. They look in the magazines and she glorious beautiful people, people so beautiful they don’t actually exist. And some try to work to be exactly like those people. But maybe they just weren’t meant to be shaped like that.
A rhino can still be a beautiful rhino, it does not have to be a unicorn.
^ all of my thoughts I haven’t been able to put together coherently every time I see this
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