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Hello sorry for an ask. I am very sick, my asthma is at its maximum level, my nose freezes, I have no medicine or food. I am in bad shape financially, I am a black disabled, who uses multiple medications, I pay for my food and lodging

Unfortunately I do not have all the resources to keep me safe, that is why I need your help, whatever you can contribute to me will be of great help.

Don’t apologize, your in pain that the human body and mind can’t comprehend or handle. I’m sorry I don’t have money to give but I hope your pain will be heard so you can be healed soon

Cute hippo to hopefully brighten your day

happy 7 year anniversary (uploaded july 17 2010)

Hero by Stuart Dunkel (*1952)

IM BITING AT THE WALLS OF MY ENCLOSURE MY GODDDD

“Oh look!” Karen said brightly, trying to pretend she didn’t feel a certain blind hand drifting south. “It’s a show about The Daredevil!” Matt didn’t miss a beat. “How boring,” he muttered, lips brushing the shell of her ear, while his fingers curved under the elastic of the shorts. “I’m much more entertained by your shorts, mmmh.” Karen snorted, squirming against his chest, though she didn’t exactly stop him. “Ah, you just want them back, considering they’re yours?” Frank, who’d been steadily leaning into her personal space like a heat-seeking missile, lost it. “Dude,” he barked, laughing, “you know they’re pink, right?!” Matt paused. Fingers still nestled where they really shouldn’t be during prime time television. “...I was not aware.” Karen burst into laughter, practically writhing between them now as Frank took the opportunity to press a kiss to her cheek, then her jaw, then her neck—one big arm snaking over her thighs, nudging them apart carefully. Matt’s hand didn’t stop, either. “Y’know what?” Frank growled low, mouth hot against Karen’s skin. “Fuck that guy.” “Which one?” Karen gasped, half-mad with laughter, half-mad with—well. Other things. “The Daredevil,” Frank grunted. Matt smirked against her shoulder. “Harsh.” “He’s a prick,” Frank added. “Acts like he’s blind but gets all the girls.” “I am blind.” “Oh my God shut up you two,” Karen snapped, voice cracking with heat and giggles as she was practically manhandled into a new position—her legs over Frank’s lap now, her chest still against Matt, both men touching her like they were in a race but forgot it wasn’t a competition. The TV was still droning on in the background. Something about justice and tight leather suits. Karen groaned and threw the remote across the room. “Justice can wait.”

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Totally self-indulgent fanart that I needed to get OUT. Hope you like this one :D

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Obsessed w sith Luke lately, I’m mentally scripting Sith!Luke & Jedi!Anakin scenes🙏

Blade in marvel rivals

Just hanging out before the next mission rolls in

he really meant it when he said “they’re enjoying themselves too much, they don’t ask” to elektra huh? the dick the woman so good so she cant think of anything else method