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missionary where you're just kissing and kissing and kissing and kissing and kissing and kissing and kissing and kissing and kissing and—

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miles sung “i lied to you” in new york and somebody in the comments of the tiktok said he shoulda had jack come thru and scare everybody 💀💀💀

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neeeeed to know ur opinions on nacho. and lalo pretty pls

(find is a meme format reference just so yall know)

i have wanted to have intense sexual intercourse with lalo from the moment he appeared. he was back there making food at the shop and i was wondering when he was gonna pull his dick out. every time he does something maniacal and insane i want him more.

as for nacho i never really thought abt him!! the post you reblogged about him being pretty last night was the first time i looked at him and was like “oh he is pretty woah.” perhaps this new perspective of him will inform my subsequent viewing as i slowly watch bcs

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i’m gonna change my url to fagdance and from now on only genderqueer people are allowed to send asks and they have to be borderline fetishy only asks about being called a good boy and putting emphasis on the fact that there’s a clit throbbing between your legs or being called son and making sure to note that your hair is in pigtails and all the characters have to be getting off on that aspect no regular shit only chasers and the chased

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Lana blocking her own stan who was defending her bc she thought this comment was about her this is actually frying me😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

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i have been up almost 29 hours and it does not feel like it. incidentally i just restarted my vyvanse.

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There are legends of people born with the gift of making music so true it can pierce the veil between life and death. Conjuring spirits from the past and the future. In ancient Ireland, they were called Filídh. In Choctaw land, they call them Fire Keepers. And in West Africa, they're called Griots. This gift can bring healing to their communities but it also attracts evil. SINNERS ✧ (2025) dir. Ryan Coogler

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Idk there's just such a heartbreaking meaning behind Smoke's line, "The best thing about me was him."

We know Smoke thinks he's a bad sort, both he and his brother, which he makes clear when talking about their father--that the evil of their father was passed down and separates them from the rest of the world--but imagine thinking you're so rotten that the best part about you is someone else. The best part of you is not even what came out when you were with another person, but what you gave to someone else. The best part of you is something you were able to nurture in another person, but never be yourself.

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little Black girls are never celebrated the way little white girls are and for that i will be digging christopher columbus up and sending his ass to hell myself

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All over the planet... our people suffer because they don't have the tools to fight back.

BLACK PANTHER 2018, dir. Ryan Coogler

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The fluidity of their movements removing his jacket is beautifully captured and executed. It’s like they’re slow dancing.. autumn & ryan did an amazing job

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both of them together pretty please (i’m envisioning them making out with readers cunt all sloppily, hair disheveled, looking as pathetic as ever-)

in some alternate universe, college student!fox mulder and med student!robby are two co-dependent best friends you meet in a bar. they both look at you like you own them. doe brown stare blinking and faces a flushed as they buy you whatever drink you want. hanging onto your every word like you're speaking in siren songs.

in bed, they worship you. kiss and lick your body all over until your legs are spread, and both their heads are mushed against your thighs. swapping spit and smacking their lips with pathetic groans. when they dig their tongues together, you tangle a hand in each of their heads. tugging at their floppy locks and even guiding them to kiss a few times. your silent directions are easily obeyed, their mouths searing together to share the addictive taste of you, noses bumping and only the whites of their eyes showing as they snog.

the kiss lasts until they need to taste you again. fox breaking and diving his tongue back inside your hole. craning his neck, robby follows with sucks around your clit with sloppy lips and a deep inhale of your scent.

it's all more teamwork than competition. filling the gaps where the other can't, finishing each other's sentences about how good you taste, and colliding as one to try break you with sad eyes and drool-soaked promises.

© 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐯𝐚

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white people be like “rap messes with my sensory issues” and then turn this on

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hush baby. william afton. (allusions to daddy issues, general old william using / taking advantage of young reader yk the drill)

william fucks like his age. he fucks like a man who knows what he wants from years of getting. he will get what he wants from you, too.

he drains you of everything you can give him and then, he pushes for more, craving complete control of every thing you feel. its why he picked you, could just see you ending up like this, a slut for his taking, nasty and open to the filthiest things he’s only ever dreamed about.

it’s sad, what you went through to end up like this, used and shown no respect in your most vulnerable state, but he pays it no mind when he’s driving into you from behind, towering over your body and stretching your cunt to its limit.

amusement is written over his hardened face, the hilarity of what you allow him to do to you overtakes him as he watches himself breach your entrance over and over again, your cunt having to work to take him like your body knows this is wrong.

but it lets him in, you let him in like it’s right, wince through the pain until it turns to pleasure and he’s battering your pussy with no regard for the pain that’ll resurface the next day.

pain is how he got you, tucked away in your brain, steering you toward a man like him. and pain is how he keeps you, the dull ache of his cock abusing your pussy, the digging of his fingers tucked between where your thighs and tummy meet, the stimulation sending sparks shooting through you.

you’re so nasty when you���ve got a nastier man inside you, when his want to unwind you and use you is reciprocated. drooling on his bed sheets, leaking on his cock, the perverted desire of his heart is realized.

he’s got you singing, speared on his cock and taking it so well. he fucks you like he’ll throw you out tomorrow and you welcome it, soak his cock every time your mind registers the brutishness behind his thrusts, every time he manhandles that spot inside you.

your fingers curl around the column of his headboard, clamping down on them to award yourself some semblance of grounding but it’s in vain, he’s too ruthless and horrific, fucks you too deep with every sob he retches out of your raw throat.

you let him do what he wants, and that’s exactly what he does. you’re all wet cunt and choked moans, a test subject for his disregarded boundaries. his boundaries are your boundaries, the wires crossed and fused incorrectly a perfect path for his will to become reality.

he’s taking advantage of you, it’s what you both know, know what business a man his age has with a girl yours.

but being taken advantage of is how you like it.

every push into you is meant to to hurt, to make those crossed wires fizzle and spark with satisfaction. maybe it doesn’t count as being used if it’s what you want, too. it’s lost in translation, by now, only left with william fucking you exactly how you’d expect him to, how you fantasized about from the moment you saw him.

he’s thankful to have someone like you, someone who’ll let him push and poke and prod and mold into his. he goes crazy every time you bite and choke on your moans, every time you huff and rasp like he’s wounded you but make no move to run from him or to stop. he likes it filthy, and in you, he can have that whenever he wants. he can be what you need, if you let him have you in return. you do let him have you.

you say his name like a prayer, choked and battered and begging for him to twist and turn you inside out just like he wants to. willing to be used, to be fucked dumb and brash.

you like it like this, domination has revealed you as a drooling, moaning, vile mess. it lay dormant, waiting for someone to draw it out. waiting for william to lay you bare and new.

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women supporting women means supporting trans women too btw.

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she’s inadvertently teaching me to be nice and gentle and shit cause why would i ragebait her and irritate her when i could talk sweet and pretty to her instead…

speaking from recent self-experience you may not be bisexual with a preference for men you may just be ensnared by heteronormative relationships ideals and unable to clear that fog for long enough to truly see yourself with a woman

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now i cannot see anything even vaguely romantic without thinking of her someone bring me a sawed-off shotgun please

speaking from recent self-experience you may not be bisexual with a preference for men you may just be ensnared by heteronormative relationships ideals and unable to clear that fog for long enough to truly see yourself with a woman