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Sophie

@la-bete-du-gevadaun

23, she/her, pansexual
the acc I use the most is
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punpkinpi

Recently saw an insta vid where a musician was singing lyrics that described their intrusive thoughts as a person with OCD, and in the comments every so often there would be people writing like "bro what is this 🤨🤨" and "keep this between you and your therapist dont post it on the internet" and it just further fueled my belief that OCD symptoms and intrusive thoughts need to be talked about more because a majority of the struggle with the disorder is the shame surrounding its symptoms. OCD is not able to be easily romanticized or 'quirky'fied like other disorders or neurodivergencies have been*, and as a result its symptoms are more quickly met with disgust or repulsion.

Other people in the comments were thanking OP because it captured the struggle of real intrusive thoughts instead of impulsive ones. Impulsive thoughts are more of the 'I'm gonna dye my hair randomly on a thursday night' thoughts vs the intrusive 'what if I drove my car into that family and suddenly killed us both' thoughts, the latter of which make OCD as a disorder truly debilitating. And the people that immediately assign bad morals to intrusive thoughts? They only further condemn people with OCD to never wanting to talk about the symptoms they've already been struggling with shame about.

I feel it needs to be made more blatantly explained to the public that OCD intrusive thoughts aren't desire based. They're fear and disgust based. You fear hurting anyone so badly your mind can't stop thinking about what if you hurt someone. You fear molesting anyone so you never want to even touch anyone. Your mind fixates on the 'what ifs' and distorts them into the idea that, because you think this way, you must want to act this way--when the reality is the exact opposite.

If a person with OCD ever confides to you one of their intrusive thoughts and you feel a knee-jerk reaction of disgust towards them, it needs to be reiterated that:

1. the person does not want to be thinking about this, their brain is legit hardwired to make those thoughts pop up

2. the person themselves also feels this disgust, often intensely, and they very likely resent themselves for ever thinking it

and

3. they have no desire to enact the intrusive thought, because its intrusive nature hinges on the person's fears and dislikes.

*And to clarify what I mean by romanticization and 'quirk'-ifying, I do not mean to imply that romanticizing any disorder or condition is inherently a good thing. It's only to state that conditions like anxiety and ADHD have been made such common/'trendy' topics recently that they're less taboo to speak about--leading to more people talking about their struggles with it, and helping others realize they might have it too and aren't alone. Because certain OCD traits aren't as marketable (obviously) a lot of those with it are left rather isolated.

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i know most people have seen it but i cant emphasize how much this is literally my favorite breath of the wild clip of all time. also i can never fucking find this clip when i need it especially in high definition so here it is

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not to be even more insane about bilbo baggins but im going to be. one of the main cultural touchpoints that hobbits and dwarves share, at least i think, is family. knowing your lineage and your extended family is so important and family ties bind you regardless of if you're blood siblings or just someone's aunt's sister-in-law's second cousin once removed. and obviously dwarves have way smaller families on average than hobbits but even if you're an only child you're likely to have close cousins or second cousins or your parents have siblings.

the company isn't 13 random dwarves; they have subgroups of families within— if one person volunteered, then their sibling/cousin/sibling's child decided to go with them.

the kick in the teeth to me is that even surrounded by these family-focused cultures bilbo is so fucking lonely. he's the only hobbit of the company, obviously he's going to be the odd one out, but he's also the only one without immediate family connection. how do you think he felt when he learned that most of the company was related to each other in some way. what did the company think when they arrived in the shire and saw families with half a dozen kids minimum running around, only to walk into the biggest smial on the block and find it empty. do you think they asked bilbo who would manage his affairs if he didn't make it back from the quest. if anyone would miss him. did they ask him if he had any kin and he told them he had plenty, actually, but they weren't as close as they used to be. do you think the dwarves found it weird or sad to learn how much of a hermit bilbo really is. have you got any idea how empty bilbo's life was before the quest.

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cozy-possum

overall thoughts on the BBC miniseries of Watership Down

Wonderful cast, the animation was smooth and fluid

While I like the design choice to keep the rabbits in natural colours/similar markings I would have loved to make Fiver more distinct (my own personal headcanon he’s albino)

I loved, absolutely adored the effects and how they made Fiver’s visions look, everything about it felt so wonderfully ‘beyond’ as fiver described. Obvious it’s not normal but tied up with very normal occurrences and thoughts for him to have to figure out

I am in love with Cowslip and the shining wire warren being “unnatural coloured rabbits” the reddish tint to their fur was a wonderful hint at a more domestic parentage, loving the crystal and the praying, also the “a day less for one is a day more for all” and “frith decided it was his turn” both gave me chills, although cowslip always does

I love how they “handled” Woundwort and the Efrafain’s, the choice to put them in an abandoned human building instead of their tree was top notch, also i dunno if it was just me/the animation but it felt like they made the Efrafian’s more “hare” than Rabbit

God the does singing, that gave me feelings in the best way

I really enjoyed the Black Rabbit of Inle’s design, i thought it was fitting, the black rabbit isn’t always a destroyer/devil, they are simply what brings you to the other side, the messenger, wouldn’t you want to look as non-threatening as possible.

The distinction of Fiver’s vision being the future, and what that means when he said goodnight to Hazel, I’m sorry, my heart can’t fucking take it.

“Good night my chief, my brother, my friend” Like just shoot me in the leg instead why don’t you

and then the cloud, Hazel himself running to join Frith, god what a wonderful ending

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Community Label: Mature: Sexual Themes
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nanamimizz

tags: 18+ minors dni, fem reader, missionary, lovemaking, f!receiving oral, size kink, creampie, biting, confessions of love, no dynamics - mostly fluffy, let me know if i missed something!

synopsis; one might think the world has harden hanzo shimada to where he is made of stone. only you can turn him back into the man he was always meant to be

Community Label: Mature

Sexual themes

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dark green is a nice color. underrated

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hesitating

ladies and gentlemen, Phtalo Green

This is literally my favorite color. 😩 Smaragd green is another dark shade of green that I’m absolutely obsessed with.

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theshiplife

Corazón: Sombra x fem!reader

Summary: You have had a crush on sombra for awhile and you finally decide to tell her how you feel and that confession leads to a night you’ll never forget. NSFW!

You’ve been with talon for a few months now, going on missions to stop anything or anyone that tries to stop Talon in their efforts for a better world. While working for them you have had your eye on a certain purple haired hacker, you’ve been on missions with her many times and her charms have grown on you enough to develop a crush on her.

You are currently in the common room at Talon’s base and looking over at Sombra who is hacking a targets file digging up information. You figured you would finally muster up the courage to tell her your feelings but you figure you are way out of her league, she is one talon’s best agents and your just a low rank field operative, she’s beautiful and your just you.

Widowmaker enters the room and sees you taking glances at her, she rolls her eyes and walks over to you, “Why don’t you just tell her how you feel?”, “Geez! Lacroix you scared me”, “I’m an assassin cherie of course you won’t hear me come up behind you”, you roll your eyes at her, even though Widowmaker has no feelings you managed to make a decent friendship with her over the months. “You need to tell her eventually otherwise she’ll figure it out herself”, Widowmaker turns to look at Sombra who is hacking away, “Which I’m surprised she hasn’t already”, you look at her “I don’t know Amelie, she’s great and I’m just me”, “Don’t sell yourself short y/n, if you truly want her to know how you feel, deep down you’ll find the courage to tell her”, you chuckle “You’ve been with Tracer again haven’t you?” , she looks at you, you and Sombra are the only ones who knows about her relationship with the overwatch agent, “Keep that under wraps cherie”, you both laugh, “I really like her Amelie”, “You can do this”, “ You’re never this nice, what’s going on?”, “I’m only telling you so maybe you’ll stop screwing up on your missions because you’re making googly eyes at Sombra”, “There’s the Widow I know”, you chuckle, “Just do something or I’ll tell her myself”, she says and walks out the common room.

“Hey y/n” Sombra says walking towards you, as she gets closer you take in her beautiful figure and her hips which drive you wild when she walks. Your heart starts to pound and butterflies in your stomach start to form. “H-Hey Sombra”, you say nervously no doubt she noticed, “I’ve dug up some information on our target, you wanna discuss it later tonight in your room?”, your eyes go wide, “I thought Reaper was working on that mission with you?”, “Oh cariño I forgot to tell you I switched him with you because I need you’re specific expertise on this one”, now you were really sweating, she specifically chose you to do this with, “Wow Sombra thank you!, that’s huge praise coming from you”, “Heh flattery will get you everywhere with me sweetheart”, did she just call you that!?!?! “So I’ll meet you in your room later tonight, we can order something and discuss while we eat, sound good?”, “Y-yeah I’d love that”, you say nervously, “Great, see you then mi corazón”, as she walks away you finally breathe not noticing you’ve been holding your breath the entire time. You also take note of what she called you before she left, you noticed she has called you that multiple times and you haven’t asked her what it means.

-TIMESKIP-

Later that night you’re frantically cleaning your room so it can look nice for her, as your putting away the rest of your clothes you hear a knock at the door, you panic, “Just a second”, you scramble to put the last thing away and head to open the door, “Hey Sombra!”, you say leaning against the door way trying to look calm and collected, “Hey!, I hope you like Chinese food”, she says as she holds up the bag with the food in it.

As you two are eating, Widowmakers words kept playing in the back of your head and you thought to yourself if tonight is the night to tell her how you feel. You both finish your food and start discussing your next target, “Oh look he has a girlfriend”, Sombra points at the screen she’s pulled up, “Can we use that to our advantage?”, you asked her, “I don’t know, I wouldn’t know anything about that kind of stuff, I’ve never dated”, you start to blush, maybe this is a sign to tell her, “Wow really?, anyone would be lucky to date you”, did you just say that out loud!?!?!, she puts her screen away with a flick of her wrist, “Oh would they now?”, she scoots closer to you on your bed, “Please tell me more about that”, you grow hot as she got close to you but you see this as the perfect opportunity.

You take a deep breath but you can’t look at her, “Well your smart, funny, snarky but in a good way, and you’re very beautiful, you should be appreciated, and loved”, you couldn’t bear to look at her, Sombra put her index finger under your chin so your forced to look at her, “Now was that so hard to say?”, you look at her confused, “I’ve been waiting for that to come out of your mouth for months now”, you look at her shocked, “I like you too y/n, and I wanna explore what we have going on here, mi vida”.

You looked up at her, your flush deepening. She reached out, a silent question, to which you nodded and allowed her to cup your cheeks, bringing you in closer until you were lightly pressed up against her body. Your fingertips twitched and you raised your hands, resting them on the curves of her hips. She hummed, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. Her nails, on one hand, traced down your face, down to your collarbone, and then to the back of your neck where she scratched gently. Her touch, yet gentle, was electrifying, sending shivers straight down your spine, and unconsciously, you pressed your body further against hers.  

You felt your body go limp and she took the moment to press her lips against yours. Surprisingly, it was gentle at first, your chest blooming with affection. Her lips were gorgeously softer than you could have possibly imagined. The velvety plush melding almost too perfectly with your own. You allowed your eyes to close as your arms raised to her neck, wrapping themselves around it. The normally cool skin of her face and neck began to heat up as you pressed further into this kiss and moaned against her lips. That did it for her. She deepened the kiss, her touches becoming more frantic, more desperate. 

She pushes you back into the bed, you wrapped your arms around her neck, running your fingers through her hair. Her hands traveled up and down the length of your body, groaning softly against the kiss as they landed on your hips and pulled them closer to her own. She broke the kiss, leaving you silently gasping for air, and placed open-mouthed kisses down your neck and to your collarbone. Your back arched, pushing your chest out to her. As she continues to trail kisses down your neck you tell her something important, “Ah-Uh Sombra?”, she hums in response still kissing you, “I’ve never done this before…at least with a woman”, she looks up at you, “That’s ok mi vida”, she kisses your lips, “We’ll go slow”.

Your arm hooked back around her neck and brought her closer as you pressed your lips against hers, breathing out a trembling moan. She deepened the kiss and licked at your lower lip and when you parted your lips, her tongue met yours, brushing up against each other as you both let out sensual moans. Her kiss was dominant and dare say primal as her fingers circled around your clit through the garment. Her other hand slid up your stomach and tugged down the front of your dress by the hem, revealing your pretty lacy bra. Her eyes opened as she watched herself cup one of your breasts, giving it a firm squeeze before pulling up the entire piece altogether.

She kept her thumb over your clit as her fingers probed at the fabric. With a smirk, she pulled her hand away, marveling at the wetness that was covering them.

 

"Look how wet you are for me, [Y/N]." 

 

Your eyes fluttered and leaned your head back, giving her full access to your neck which she greedily took. Her hand returned back to its original place as she sucked against your pulse, still massaging one of your breasts before switching to the other to give it the same kind of attention. 

 

Aroused was far from what you were feeling at this point, it was beyond that. You felt her touch everywhere, expertly knowing what made a woman tick, every grope, stroke, and bite was pure ecstasy. You didn't want to end just there, your body wanted to feel sore the next day, desperate to feel her touch in more ways than one. 

 

Your thighs began to twitch when she added more pressure against you, mixed with small bites on the particularly sensitive part of your neck that never failed to make your body tremble. The way her hips rolled and bucked up against you guaranteed that she was enjoying this as much as you were, her soft groans rumbling against your skin. 

She took your clothes off nice and slow until you are bare underneath her. She kissed your inner thighs, nipping at the soft flesh. Every cell in your body felt like it was on fire and when you felt her gently blow against you, your hips jerked. One of her hands held you down by the waist, keeping you still. 

 

You stared down at her, panting heavily as she gazed up at you through her eyelashes. You fisted her bedsheets with a white-knuckled grip and she lowered herself further, muttering filthy things under her breath. Your hips mustered enough strength to buck up towards her and that's when finally her tongue ran up your slit, still making sure to maintain eye contact with those gorgeous, sultry eyes. You bit your lip, a shaky sigh exhaling through your nose as she did it again, moaning at simply your taste. 

She yanked you closer to her face and used her thumbs to part your lips, cleaning up all the wetness with her tongue. Paying absolutely no mind to your throbbing clit, only feeding her own pleasures. Her tongue danced around your entrance, pulling back occasionally to savor the mess that she was only making worse. Just the sensation alone made you clench around nothing, desperate to have something fulfill your desire. 

 

One of her hands trailed up your body and wrapped itself around your neck, groaning at the way your cries and moans vibrated against her palm. You wanted more, your body craved it and you'd do absolutely anything for her to give it to you. You pulled her hand away from your neck and kissed the center of her palm before dragging your tongue along the length of her digits. This seemed to only spur Sombra further as her tongue dipped inside your aching cunt. 

 

Her other arm prevented you from squirming and you gripped the other, your nails digging into her skin. You kissed the tips of her fingers before taking two of them into your mouth as her tongue explored inside of you. 

You moaned as her fingers pressed down on your tongue and held it for a few seconds, then allowed you to continue worshiping them. 

 

When it seemed like Sombra had her fill she pulled away, leaving open-mouthed kisses on both of your thighs, her fingers slipping out of your mouth. 

 

Her glistening fingers found themselves at your entrance before slipping inside.Sombra cooed gently, biting her bottom lip as she pumped them in and out of you. You felt yourself immediately clamp down on her, your back arching once again as you cried out her name.

 

"Look how beautiful. Taking me like the good girl you are...so tight for me." 

 

"Sombra…Sombra, please…"

You threw an arm over your face and let out a small scream when her fingers curled inside of you, brushing against the velvet of your walls. 

 

Her eyelids fluttered and leaned back down, finally brushing her tongue against your clit. You gasped sharply and tangled your fingers into her purple tresses. She flicked over it, tracing with circles and figure eights as her fingers worked dutifully inside of you. When her plush lips wrapped themselves over the swollen bud and sucked, you felt yourself begin to reach your climax. You tugged onto her hair as your thighs trembled around her head, your moans and screams rising in pitch. She grunted each time you pulled and managed to breathe out, “That’s it babygirl, cum for me”.

White, hot pleasure bloomed into your vision as you came, chanting her name like a prayer. Sombra worked you down from your orgasm before slowly pulling out her fingers, cleaning them off with her tongue. 

 

Sombra licked her lips and crawled onto the bed, hovering over you. "Absolutely delicious." She took in the panting, trembling form beneath her and pressed her lips against yours. You immediately deepened the kiss once you tasted yourself on her tongue, pulling her body down against yours until your chests were touching.

 

Your hands roamed down her body, touching all that you could reach as your lips clashed together. Her body felt amazing against yours, just the feeling of her soft, caramel skin under your touch left you breathless. Your nails ran down her back and pass her augments,she grasped the top of the headboard. Her hair were tossed out of place and stuck to her forehead. She broke away from the kiss and whispered huskily into your ear. "You're going to use that pretty mouth on me now. Okay, sweet girl?" 

 

The way she panted against your skin nearly made your eyes roll back and you nodded.

 

"Please...I want to make you feel good too."

She gave you another deep kiss before sitting up, carefully lifting one of her legs and settling herself right above your face. You eagerly adjusted yourself under her, wrapping your arms around her thighs as they bracketed your face. 

 

You wet your lips as she got comfortable, distributing her weight so that she didn’t crush you, not like that would’ve been a problem anyway. She reached down and guided your mouth against her clit, hissing softly when your tongue made contact. Her hips slowly rolled as she leaned her head back, running her hand down her throat as she hummed. “Right there, that’s it.”

 

You buried your face against her as you mimicked her ministrations from earlier, learning what exactly made her breath hitch. She reacted better to long, broader strokes, relishing in the sensations you were providing for her. 

 

She was definitely a louder lover than you were and frankly, it was hot. She reached back, balancing herself on your thighs as her back arched, beginning to set a faster rhythm for herself. Your eyes were clouded with lust, dizzy from her intoxicating taste that you found yourself already addicted too. Matching her pace, you sunk your nails into her flesh, leaving crescent-shaped marks against it, your moans vibrating against her. 

 

"Fuck, don't stop. God, you're going to make me cum." 

 

She straightened out, once again gripping the headboard tightly. You ran your hands up her stomach, your thumb tracing over a light, old scar that ran across her lower abdomen. The other hand reached further, cupping her breast and giving it a firm squeeze. 

 

Sombra looked down at you through half-lidded eyes, her mouth open as she moaned. Once her thighs began to shake, you flattened out your tongue, letting her grind against it, letting her use you. 

 

"That's it, corazón...you're going to make me cum, fuck. Fuck. Fuck!" Her hand covered her mouth in an effort to contain her EMP, when she blessed you with one of her muffled cries as she came against your tongue. You dragged your tongue around her clit, making her twitch harshly against your mouth. 

 

Her chest rose and fell with heavy breaths, still occasionally bucking before she lifted herself off of you and collapsed by your side. She closed her eyes as she came down from her high. 

You weren't done with her, not by a longshot. 

 

You sat up and straddled her hips, gently running a hand down her sternum. She smiled and opened her eyes, chuckling softly. "Insatiable are we?"

 

"I can't help it when you're laying here naked for me." You stuck out your bottom lip and gave her your best innocent expression.

 

She sat up, pulling your hips closer to her own. "Be careful what you wish for, mi vida. You're going to be begging me to stop." 

 

"Don't make promises you can't keep." You gently kissed the tip of her nose, biting your lip as her hold on you tightened.

-TIMESKIP-

The next few hours were spent pulling orgasms from one another, late until the sun began to rise. 

 

You were both spent, your back pressed against her chest as your head laid on one of her arms. She lazily pressed sweet kisses along your neck before burying her face into your hair. 

 

This was bliss.

 

You were right where you belonged. 

 

"Sombra?" 

 

She hummed tiredly, adjusting the blanket, leaning back over to place a kiss on your cheek.

 

"I want to be with you, officially."

 

Your heart nearly soared when you felt her smile against your skin.

 

"You read my mind exactly."

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“do you still like her? after all she did?” yes, i do, because she’s a fictional character and liking her doesn’t mean anything about my irl principles or morals. in fact, i think it’s very important for you, kevin, to learn the difference between fiction and real life. people are allowed to like fictional characters with questionable morals/actions without meaning they want something like that to happen irl. 

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snipperly

Pink Cottage

I've never tried using colorful blocks as a roof and I definitely missed out! This pink cottage also has a Playground for the little ones!!