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Wayyyy too much stuff is going on here🤣

Me rn because I can't download Tiktok back after it got banned

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wha' in th' absolute fuck is goin' on in america

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RIGHT like why you dick riding the same mf who got the app banned in the first place 🤣🤣

“as a result of president trump’s efforts” DICK RIDERRRRRR DICK RIDER DICK RIDER

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I can imagine that if the circumstances were different leading up to Senshi meeting Laios and the rest of the party, he would not be in the dungeon. In the sense that he was not there when the rest of the dwarf miners went missing in the dungeon. I think he would definitely go into the dungeon to find them and end up finding their remains. But he would go home or if there is someone alive he'd go and search for them.

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Proof of his weird obsession with looking through the kitchen blinds.

aweeee he's like simon, all cutely paranoid

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Guess What

what

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I'm not sure if anyone saw the Wicked movie that came out last year, but I genuinely enjoy the story line. I'm only upset that the entire plot wasn't in the movie but it's not criminal y'know. I think they did a pretty good reenactment. And that's me using the live musicals I've seen as reference.

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Can't just be me but what is happening in America rn??

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Ghost, calling Y/N: Hey, sweetheart Y/N: Jail or hospital? Soap: How could you make such accusations when we are merely trying to greet the love of our life?! Y/N: Jail or hospital? Ghost: Do you really have such little faith in us? Y/N: Jail. Or. Hospital Soap: ...jail. AND WE LOVE YOU! Y/N: *hangs up*

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Peepaa core

im THIRTY FUCKING NINE

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Bon Appétit

Senshi has always had a love for food. Whether that be cooking for himself, others, or just eating food in general. It was when he finally began to live alone that he realized just how much food went to waste because there wasn't anyone to eat it but himself. Cooking was a way for him to forget the stress of a long day working and decompress. It wasn't rare that he would prepare more food than necessary, especially with him being so used to being able to share a meal with friends. He often thought about ways for him to dispose of the food without waste.

It wasn't until late one night when he heard you stumbling into your apartment next door that he got the idea to have you taste test his recipes. Senshi considered his other neighbors, the young couple of tall men who always fought loudly and were rude when he passed them in the hallways. Or you, his sweet, kind, hardworking neighbor who barely raised her head to speak to him because she was always in a rush.

Senshi had made up his mind, he would test a new recipe for a strawberry puff pastry and give you the leftovers in hopes that you would appreciate the sweet treat after a long day at work yourself.

That's how after 2 hours Senshi found himself standing at your door for a bit longer than needed before he gained the courage to knock. You opened the door with a tired look on your face. Your hair is damp from a shower as a soft cozy cocoa scent infiltrates his nose.

"Hi", he says, his voice gruff. He clears his throat before continuing, "I’m your neighbor from 2A and I made some strawberry puff pastry, I had some extra and thought you might enjoy it."

Your gaze softened as you stepped back slightly to invite him in. It had been a while since you’ve had the chance to talk to him despite you guys only being acquainted, you did still enjoy Senshi’s company. He was kind and gentle when it came to hearing you rant and talk about your day to him even if it was only briefly. You eventually got so busy that you would only see him in fleeting moments when you went to work or took the trash down on your off days.

“You must have read my stomach”, you say to Senshi as he followed you into the living room and then into the kitchen to set the dish down on the counter. You turn around and grab two bowls from the cabinets and some glasses for water for you both.

Eventually Senshi came to think that you two had always seemed to gravitate towards each other. Even when it wasn’t intentional you both would end up bumping into each other or you would see him in public at the grocery store, the bank, and even once or twice at the gym. It was when your job offered you a remote position when he finally began to see you around more and more. He came over almost every week to either have you taste test a dish. Once a week turned into twice when you invited him to have a movie night every Saturday. He was more than happy to do so, Senshi had begun to crave your presence when you weren't there. He started to look forward to those Saturday nights when he got to come over and lay with you on the couch for hours. After about 5 months he realized he felt something for you he had never felt for anyone else in his entire 80 years of living. He thought about you every day, at night before he slept and in the morning when he woke up. He thought about your sweet smile, your addicting voice, how you would feel wrapped around his cock, how much he missed your warm hugs.

Before long you began to notice how punctual Senshi was. Always on time, always happy to see you and always bearing a tasty treat for you guys to converse over. Once Saturday rolled around you began to grow nervous. You had prepared a batch of cookies for Senshi as a way to show him your appreciation. It was nearing the time Senshi would usually arrive that you noticed he wasn't there. Waiting another 10 minutes, you went next door to see if he was alright. You get to his apartment door and it's unlocked. Closing the door behind, you make your way to his bedroom to check for him.

You hear him before you see him. A groan makes it's way to your ears causing you to stop in your tracks. Senshi's bedroom door is just slightly ajar. You can see him on the edge of the bed eyes squeezed shut with his head thrown back while he strokes his throbbing length. His groans are desperate, the gutteral sound causing you to feel warmth shoot up your cheeks and to your ears. His eyes opened making eye contact with yours and he lets out a deep moan, shooting rope after rope of pearly cum that pooled at the bottom of his belly button.