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[st4rymoon]

I'd like to ask for Steven's thoughts as Marc made reader say he (steven) can't fuck us like this

୨୧⋆ ˚𝘑𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 • 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯

! 𝘮𝘥𝘯𝘪 !

Steven’s a jealous lover, a jealous spiteful lover. I don’t care what anyone says!

Steven will whine and complain about how much attention you give Marc </3

he’ll say you have an obvious favorite (even if you spend more time with Steven than Marc)

He’ll even sometimes try and guilt trip you about it but to no avail :( he’d just get more whiney and bitter about it.

But Steven’s true jealousy comes out when he heard those slurred words come out of your mouth.

No, Steven can’t f- fuck me like you!

“Don’t be mug love, not even you believe that!” Steven huffed through the mirror as Marc chuckled at his words as you let you another desperate moan.

Marc leans into your shoulder, whispering softly “someone’s jealous”

You hummed with no sense of self awareness, completely unaware of his words.

Steven decide to be spiteful instead of proving his point when he managed to push Marc back into the back seat.

“I can’t fuck you like Marc? Really love?” Steven cooed as he pulled out of you mid build up to your orgasm. “N- no plea- please Stevennn” you gasped out in pitiful cries.

“How about you show me how good you can make yourself feel huh?”

[st4rymoon]

can please please write a story where the reader is obsessed with bows and marc or steven ties her hands above her head

got inspo from ur steven story 🤗

𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐏𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫

𝜗𝜚˚⋆ 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘤 𝘚𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘹 𝘍𝘦𝘮 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵: 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘤 𝘵𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘸𝘴 ୨୧

𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨: unprotected sex, breeding kinkish, pet names, a bit of impact play, bondage

“You sure are pretty in pink bunny” Marc cooed in admiration, his eyes staring at you with a look of tenderness that made your heart pound out of your chest.

You would’ve kissed him, held his face in your hands and repayed him with a sloppy kiss but with your hands tied onto the headboard with Marc bullying his dick into you, hips relentlessly pounding you into sheets, you were left a slobbering mess.

Marc’s hands squeeze the back of your thighs, spreading you nice and wide for him to have the both of you making a mess out of the sheets.

Your slick cunt pulls him in with each thrust of his hips, cock nudging deep into your cervix as you stare up at your wrists.

The pink silk ribbon was wrapped around your wrist in a perfect bow, the shape held in place even with all the tugging and pulling you were doing.

“I- oh my goddd Marc” you cried out as he placed your thighs onto his, the weight of his body folding you in half while his fists held himself up.

“I know baby, I know. Ju- just look at me nah ah look” he mocked as you buried yourself into the pillows. Your pussy clenched at the sight of him holding himself up with one arm as the other squeezes your face to look up at him.

“There she is” Marc chuckles, the way you manage to always go dumb on his dick never fails to amuse him.

Your eyes lolled to the back of your head at the feeling of Marc’s calloused fingers rubbing soft circles onto your clit.

“M- mmh mar- f-“ you couldn’t get a single coherent word out as his thick tip nudged at your g-spot, the constant rhythm of his hips making you go slack in the bed.

“Don’t go dumb on me now sweetheart”

A heavy hand softly smacked you on the cheek “my pretty little gift” Marc cooed as he pinned you into a mating press, your eyes going watery in pleasure as he fucked you at a mouth watering pace.

“Fe- feels so fuckin’ good”

Marc’s muffled moans spilled into your neck as he dropped your legs to his side and held onto you for dear life. He made sure it took, fucking his loads back into your cunt before pulling out with a smile.

“Pinks growing on me”

[st4rymoon]

I can definitely see I have a type…

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As you guys noticed from my inactivity I’m having a writers block and just not finding the motivation to write… but I have things in the works 😳🤫

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the autopsy team in every hannibal episode:

will graham:

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I need him to do something inappropriate to me…

New Leto behind the scenes photos?!

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not to alarm anyone but is anybody else worried about how everybody is fucking stupid

[st4rymoon]

𝐂𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐬

✶ 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘵𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘋𝘢𝘺 4: 𝘚𝘰𝘮��𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘢 ✶ 𝘎𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘚𝘪𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘙𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘹 𝘍𝘦𝘮 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 ✶

Context: You ask Simon if he could fuck you awake but the only thing is it’s on his terms.

Warnings: Dark Themes, Somnophila, Dubcon, unprotected sex!, pet names, p in v, clit! Play, handcuffs, language, very expressive Simon :3

Simon always thought you looked gorgeous as you slept. Your hair messily covers your face, and your mouth slightly ajar as you take shallow breaths. If he stared too long, he'd grow in his boxers within a few minutes.

It was an understatement to say Simon was shocked when you shyly asked him if he could fuck you awake. As you said the words, Simon noticed you began to grow embarrassed. You mistook his shocked expression as disgust.

"We don't have to do anything Si f- forget I even brought it up," you muttered sheepishly. "Lovie, I'm not saying I don't want to do it. I just wanna make sure I heard you right." Simon chuckled as he shifted his body to face you in amusement.

"If I heard right, you said you want me to fuck you awake? Have sex with you while you sleep?" he hummed as he watched you closely. "Yes" you nodded, eyes staring into his with a glimmer of desperation.

"I want you to do it whenever you want. I give you permission to do it. You can wake me up any way you want." You began to coo with far more confidence than before.

Simon was always one to keep his plans to himself, so every night you'd go to sleep, you'd hope it would be the night Simon finally gave in. You could see it in how tense his shoulders were that something was bothering him.

And something was.

You'd walk into your shared bedroom in the tiniest shorts, inviting him to do as he pleased as you slept. But to your surprise, Simon kept his hands to himself.

But as you slowly give up hope and forget about the situation, Simon decides to swoop in and fulfill your desire.

You went to bed in some comfy black panties and a tank top. Simon shuffled out of bed and quietly walked towards his dresser, pulling out a pair of his military-issue handcuffs.

Luckily for Simon, you were a heavy sleeper, which allowed him to gently move you onto your back. A gruntled moan rumbled through Simons's chest as his eyes trailed over your pebbled nipples. Your tits slightly fall out of your think tank top from the position Simon pulled you from.

With gentle, calculated movements, Simon adjusted your wrists above your head and cuffed them together. His movements halted as you squirmed under him, a slight scrunch of your nose from the position you were being manipulated in.

Once the coast was clear, Simon sat back on his heels and admired you as you slept handcuffed and vulnerable under him. He watched your chest rise with each breath and smiled to himself.

He maneuvered himself between your legs, thick fingers curling at the hem of your panties and carefully pulling them down your legs. A desperate moan slipped past his lips as he pressed his thumb against your clit and circled in soft motions.

Simon watched his hand begin to get wet from your slick. Your hands glittered above your head as you subconsciously began to grind yourself onto his thumb. "Needy every when you sleep. Naughty little thing." Simon hummed.

It didn't take long for Simon to grow impatient, and in seconds, he kicked his boxers off onto the ground. He stroked himself a few times before hiking your legs over his hips and nudging at your entrance.

Simon went cross-eyed as he sunk into your warm cunt. Your body jumped at the intrusion as he settled inside you, his hands on your hips in a desperate plea to keep himself from fucking you dumb.

That was until Simon's eyes bolted toward your face and began to notice you coming out of sleep. He decided if he was going to wake you up, he might as well fuck you like he knows you like it.

Calloused hands moved up the back of your thighs and held them wide open to your sides. "S- Siimon." You drunkenly gasped as his hips began to pound you at the perfect rhythm.

"I know, bunny. Jus' take it, yeah?" he smiled as he leaned in to kiss you messily. You whined into his mouth as you began to fully gain consciousness and realized your hands were bound.

You dumbly looked up at your wrist and saw the shiny metal of handcuffs locked around your wrists. "Fuckk" you moaned in bliss as Simon's thrust grew heavy and deep. The look of admiration you displayed while dumbly gawking up at Simon had him fucking you even harder.

You bounced along with his thrust's like a doll as he worked your body like an instrument. "Pussy is made f'me, feels so fuckinggood." Simon rambled on as he watched himself disappear inside you just to come out covered in your pearly cum.

Simon didn't need you to tell him when you were amount to come; the small whimpers and pulsing of your cunt gave him the clear signal that you were close. He's studied your body like a piece of art, memorized every inch.

Your mouth flew wide open as a silent gasped moan escaped your lips, clenching around his length and squeezing onto the pillow above your head. "Thattt's it, honey, that's it" Simon praised as his hands ran up and down your waist reassuringly.

Simon came with a gruntled moan and a smile on his face. Sweat dripped down his chest as he crumbled above you, face instantly dropping to your chest as he squeezed his eyes shut and moaned like a desperate college boy.

Saliva trailed down the side of his mouth as he dumbly kept fucking himself into your messy cunt. His hips only stutter to a stop as you drop your arms from above your head and play with his disheveled hair.

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𝐎𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐘𝐨𝐮

✶ 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘵𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘋𝘢𝘺 3: 𝘉𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘬 ✶ 𝘔𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘭 𝘖' 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘹 𝘍𝘦𝘮 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 ✶

Context: After resisting each other for so long, it doesn’t take long before you and Miguel finally give in. 

Warnings: car sex!, unprotected sex!, breeding kink!, creampie, language, 18+, jus two absolutely desperate people <3

You and Miguel were squeezed into the back of his car, your mouths lapping in desperate, hungry kisses. Both of you had made a pact to keep your hands to yourselves, but it was growing harder for you to stand by your word.

There was an ongoing attraction between the two of you, an obvious emotional and physical attraction, but your egos were far more significant. Until…

Until you both were in close proximity to one another with subtle flirtatious coos and smiles. Both of you leaped onto each other at the chance.

Miguel's hands kneaded your hips as he finally tasted your sweet lips. A guttural moan left his lips as you began to grind onto his lap. "You feel so good," you hummed in bliss, his warmth swallowing you whole as he struggled to find a comfortable position that could suit his size.

The reasonably sized car shook as Miguel's behemoth of a body jerked at your touch. You chuckled at his reaction to your lips on his neck; a desperate moan filled your ears as you softly bit into his flesh.

"I'll feel even better once I'm inside you, I promise" Miguel purred as his hand took hold of a chunk of your hair. You purred as he tilted your head to the side and indulged himself with your pretty noises.

"Sit up for me, mami, un poco mas, asi, asi" he cooed as his hands began to tug off your shorts. In one swift pull, he had your denim shorts and panties bunched onto the floor.

"I'm going to make sure you'll never leave me, honey; make sure it takes." He smiled as he wasted no time kicking off his boxers. Neither of you had time for the foreplay; there was nothing but pure agony as you both took in each other's flushed complexion.

You watched as Miguel's mouth fell open with a raspy moan as you sunk onto him. Both of you let out curses as you shakily managed to fully take his size. "Feels even better, doesn't it?" He chuckled as his eye bore into yours with admiration.

You nodded in bliss and began to sway your hips at the perfect rhythm. Your hands planted onto his shoulders as you started to ride Miguel for all he's got.

This was the longest you've heard him say nothing, only moans, and desperate whimpers as you bounced onto his lap. All Miguel did was gawk up at you with his eyes almost rolling back.

But even if you were fucking Miguel stupid, he still knew exactly what to do to make you break. You went cross-eyed as Miguel's hips shifted and began to match your pace.

Miguel was sliding down the back seat as he fucked you at a deeper angle. He had your chest to his lips, the desperation more prominent than ever as you hugged onto him, his warm tongue now lapping at your nipple.

Tears began to spill down your cheeks as you felt the knot in your stomach about to snap. The pathetic moan that spilled from Miguel's lips as you suffocated him in your chest is what did it for you.

You came the hardest you ever had as his hips continued to snap onto yours as your cunt spasmed around him. Pornographic sounds echoed through the car as the lewd noises of his cock fucking your slick back into you filled your ears.

"M- Migg O- Pl-please" you sobbed. Once that desperate plead left your lips, Miguel was cumming in a matter of seconds. Vulgar moans Spilled from Miguel as he squeezed his eyes shut.

The thought of you finally being his forever making him even louder as he came.

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𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠

✶ 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘵𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘋𝘢𝘺 2: 𝘙𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 ✶ 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘹 𝘍𝘦𝘮 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 ✶

Context: Steven can’t help but give into your school girl outfit

- Warnings: Role-play (professor Grant x fem reader), f!ngering, pussy! fiend Steven <3, praising, soft dom Steven!

It all started when you strutted into Steven's apartment in a grey skirt, knee-high socks, and one of his hoodies. He was sitting at his desk, glasses sliding down the bridge of his nose as he watched you kick off your shoes.

"Hi baby, how's the reading going?" you hummed, your arms wrapped around Steven's shoulders, and a kiss met his cheek. Steven almost choked on his saliva as he glimpsed at your knee-highs over his shoulder.

"It's going well, love! H- How was class?" he muttered, cheeks flushed pink as he felt guilty for getting so turned on by you.

The small changes in Steven's voice didn't go unnoticed by you, and you soon realized it was your outfit that had him so flustered. You decided to leave it until it happened a second time.

"You look so handsome, Steven. You look like a sexy professor" you purred while running a hand down his messy hair. "Oh yeah?" he chuckled as you perched onto his desk. "I'd be quite a rubbish professor if I let a pretty girl in a skirt sit on my desk like this" Steven added as he shifted in his chair and scooted between your legs.

You let out a small laugh as Steven's hands ran up your thighs. "Not if I'm the only student who gets this treatment," you cooed. "The one and only love" Steven moaned as his fingers slipped under your skirt.

"Such a handsy professor you are, Mr. Grant" you hummed as you felt fingers start to tug at your panties. Steven chuckled at your words. "You walk in with this on. It's bloody impossible not to be handsy."

And handsy Steven was as he buried himself in your cunt. You didn't process him taking off your panties until you were tugging at his hair and clawing at his arms. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as Steven lapped at your puffy folds.

Moans of pure pleasure escaped you as Steven's hands trailed up your thighs and stopped at your waist. All the while, he moaned and huffed into your messy cunt.

"O- oh my god Steven" you choked out as his soft tongue expertly swirled at your clit. The noises coming from Steven had you gasping for air. Animalistic moans spilled from his lips as your thighs suffocated him. "Naughty little thing, you are love; you know I can't help myself when you're near me." Steven purred.

You babbled incoherent words while Steven continued his movements. But the second you felt two of his thick, calloused fingers spreading you open, a blissful moan spilled your lips. You gawked at Steven as his hungry, hooded eyes peered over your skirt and gazed into yours.

You could see his eyes crinkle, letting you know he was smiling at you. Knowing Steven, that smile was one of pride and satisfaction, knowing he was making you go stupid.

"Mmh- Plea- please, Steven! Stevennn" You sobbed as you felt yourself clenching around his fingers. Your body shook in overwhelming pleasure as Steven's tongue came to a halt. His soft tongue now licking down your folds and sucking on his fingers clean of your slick.

"Look at you, lovey, aren't you gorgeous?"

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𝐁𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐥

✶ 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘵𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘋𝘢𝘺 1: 𝘝𝘪𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺 ✶ 𝘑𝘰𝘦𝘭 𝘔𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳 𝘹 𝘍𝘦𝘮 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 ✶

Context: Losing your virginity! to older bf Joel Miller <3

- Warnings: 18+, smut, unprotected sex!, soft dom Joel!, readers first time, loss of virginity, pet names, Joel goes a little dumb :3, teasing

Your glossy eyes gawked at Joel as his hands ran down your plush thighs. You were out of breath and needy, but his gentle touch soothed your nerves.

"Don't worry, darlin', I'll take good care of ya'. Reall good care of ya' bunny" he cooed as he tugged your messy pink panties to the side.

You'd been dating Joel for almost 9 months now, and your lack of experience became prominent to Joel within a few months.

When he heard you say you'd never had sex before, Joel felt a little guilty knowing a man his age would be the one taking your innocence way.

But that didn't stop him from giving into your constant begging and pleading for him to fuck you.

"Member' if you want me to stop, use our code word" he cooed as he hiked your legs over his and stroked himself with his free hand.

"I remember, cherry, it's cherry," you moaned in desperation.

You were hypnotized by the look on Joel's face, a look of desperation and need. His dark eyes were hooded and mouth agar as he fisted your panties to the side and fucked himself through your sticky folds.

Both of you let out a guttural moan at the contact. "She's all nice n' wet for me, ain't she?" Joel cooed as he pumped himself through your cunt, gently nudging at your swollen clit at a painfully slow pace.

"Joel! Please, please don't tease" you cried. "'M not teasing you, honey. I'm working you up, savoring the moment." The tone of Joel's voice had you clenched around nothing.

His movements were slow and calculated, each touch making you shiver and needier than you were seconds ago.

You were sprawled on your back for god knows how long as Joel fucked himself through your sticky cunt, the lewd sounds coming from between you were downright sinful.

"Think you ready f'me now, bunny? I've worked up my poor girl enough," Joel cockily smiled as he held the now transparent thin cloth of your panties with a grip that turned his knuckles white.

You let out a satisfied whimper as Joel plunged his meaty cock into you for the first time. You watched Joel go cross-eyed as he settled into your tight cunt; the thought of him being the first and only man to experience this type of pleasure caused his lips to curl up in selfishness.

Your nails dug into his thick arms as you gasped at the stretch. Tears built at the corner of your eyes in a mix of pain and pleasure. "You okay?" Joel's soft voice echoed from above.

His calloused hand cupped your cheek in reassurance, his thumb rubbing your cheekbone as he waited for your response.

"I'm good, keep going." You nodded up at him.

You could feel Joel all over your body as he thrusts in and out of you carefully. You began to grow impatient at his gentle thrusts, but instead of letting you know, your legs wrapped around his hips and pushed him forward.

Joel choked on his spit at the action, his body jerking in pleasure as he savored the moment. "If you want more honey, you have to ask for it. Remember?" he chuckled.

"More Joel, please, need it please" you moaned. You didn't have to ask Joel twice as he picked up the pace.

The once soft, gentle thrusts now grew into heavy, drawn-out pounding as he sloppily sucked at your nipples. Pleasured coursed through you as Joel's weight pinned you under him as he broke you in.

You could feel every vein and twitch of his cock as you clenched around him. "Ohh m- my good," You whined out as Joel expertly kept your panties to the side while keeping your leg wide open with the same hand.

"Feelin' me real deep, aren't ya' darlin'? Jus' feels so good, doesn't it?"

You nodded with tears as an unfamiliar feeling built in your tummy. The constant nudging at unreached places your fingers could never reach and Joel's pubic bone grinding onto your swollen bud was like a match made in heaven.

Your pretty moans filled Joel's drunken mind as you came around his meaty dick. The thick white slick forming at his base now stuck to his legs and pubic bone as your messy cunt gushed around him.

Heavy breaths and unsteady moans spilled from Joel's lips as he watched your body glow under him in a layer of sweat.

It was an image he never wanted to forget. The image of you spread nice and wide with your hands to your head, tits bouncing at the perfect rhythm, with his beefy cock fucking you onto his sheets.

"Love you so mu- much, Joell" You dumbly spoke with spit dribbling down your chin. With that, Joel went completely stupid.

He was muttering nonsense as he pumped you full of his seed. You admired him with teary eyes and took in the look of utter pleasure coursing through him.

"S- soo oh my- love you, love you so much" Joel seethed as his hips came to a halt with one final thrust.

Once Joel returned to earth, he was faced with everything he'd ever wished for.

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⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆ 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 ⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺

𝑊𝑒𝑙𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝐾𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑡𝑜𝑏𝑒𝑟 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒🕷️ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁🦇 𝟏𝟖+ 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘

𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑑𝑜 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑢𝑝𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑑𝑎𝑖𝑙𝑦 .ᐟ

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟏: 𝐕𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 | 𝐉𝐨𝐞𝐥 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟐: 𝐑𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 | 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟑: 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤 | 𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐎' 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐚

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟒: 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐚 | 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐒𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐑𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐲

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I may have been MIA for a while but don’t worry my children…. You will be fed. 🍎

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I think I’m going to pass out

OSCAR ISAAC for Brioni

Fall/Winter 2024

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Oh I'm listening….

Ok, so follow me for a second…

Can you see my point?

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My genuine reaction when he came onto the screen like boy I’m about to busssss

I almost came when I saw Oscar Isaac on this ride today