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thewillowtree3 Β· 13 hours ago
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CAITLYN AND VI HAD FUCKIGN SEX!! ;Ddd<33 ;DDD <{{ XDDDD!! ;DDDDD!! πŸ˜„πŸ˜„πŸ˜ƒπŸ˜’πŸ₯°πŸ₯ΈπŸ₯΅πŸ€ πŸ€ŒπŸ½πŸ‘ŒπŸ½πŸ«°πŸ½πŸ‘ŒπŸ½πŸ«΅πŸ½πŸ‘€πŸ³οΈβ€πŸŒˆπŸ³οΈβ€βš§οΈβ€οΈπŸ§‘πŸ’›πŸ’™β€οΈβ€πŸ©Ήβ€οΈβ€πŸ”₯πŸ’•πŸ’—πŸ’˜πŸŒˆβœ¨πŸ’ͺ🏽πŸ’ͺ🏽
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M;DDDDD!! πŸ˜†πŸ˜†πŸ˜
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ARCANE LEAGUE OF LESBIANS: 2x08 - β€œKilling is a Cycle”
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rosefreeme Β· 1 day ago
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Awesome pink dress, beautiful pink roses, wonderful silhouette, all my dreams are here …yes that’s what I want πŸ’–πŸŒΈβ€οΈπŸŒΉβ€οΈβ€πŸ”₯πŸ’•πŸ₯€
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monzamash Β· 5 hours ago
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β˜… clearance β€” lando norris β€”send me a driver + concept and i'll pick a song or two to set the vibe
requested by v πŸ’– aka @spikershoyo (check out her brilliant lando fic)
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smile you're on camera β€” the playlist lando norris x you
lando is definitely a guy who has a sex playlist. now, it's not just any playlist and it didn't exist before you. this is a intricately curated set of songs that make him think of you, undressed and teasing him endlessly until he can't take anymore. it's made up of the songs that make his heart flutter when he hears them, thinking about how sweet you would look dancing along to them in your living room, effortlessly gorgeous and goofy in equal measure.
there are also a couple songs reserved for those special nights where his old-school video camera comes out of the bedside draw and the clothes come off, a section of the playlist that he hits play on right before he completely succumbs to your seduction β€” songs to fuck to. it wouldn't be called that, obviously. maybe it's an emoji, probably the eggplant because he's silly like that or it's your initials with a flaming heart beside it. whatever it is, it's reserved for only you and if he's lucky, it'll be saved in his spotify library forever.
β€” link to playlist here ❀️‍πŸ”₯
ocean alley β€” knees nothing by thieves β€” miracle, baby chase atlantic β€” right here post malone ft. kehlani β€” feel zayn β€” dreamin the weeknd β€” lost in the fire charlie puth β€” light switch steelix β€” lay it down doja cat β€” rules miguel β€” sure thing
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a/n β€” i love any excuse to talk about smile you're on camera and your request for spicy home video with lando vibes was begging for me to release a playlist of songs that inspired that fic. i also feel like they're all sexy lando-coded songs, ones that he would definitely want his home video to be soundtracked by.
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tomhardymyking Β· 1 day ago
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𝗧𝗼𝗺 all in black (in honour of 𝗩𝗲𝗻𝗼𝗺? πŸ₯ΉπŸ’–) at the π‘½π’†π’π’π’Ž: 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑳𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝑫𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 premiere in London is something unbeatable ❀️‍πŸ”₯
I can't believe it's already been a month since this day 😯
P.S. : HOW HANDSOME πŸ’˜πŸ’₯
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𝗧𝗼𝗺 todo de negro (ΒΏen honor a 𝗩𝗲𝗻𝗼𝗺? πŸ₯ΉπŸ’–) en el estreno de π‘½π’†π’π’π’Ž: 𝑬𝒍 Γšπ’π’•π’Šπ’Žπ’ π‘©π’‚π’Šπ’π’† en Londres es algo insuperable ❀️‍πŸ”₯
No puedo creer que ya haya pasado un mes de este día 😯
P.D. : QUΓ‰ GUAPO πŸ’˜πŸ’₯
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kerrydawg Β· 18 hours ago
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πŸ’‹πŸ’œπŸ’β€οΈβ€πŸ”₯πŸ’‹πŸ’œβ€οΈβ€πŸ”₯πŸ’πŸ’•πŸŒΈπŸ’πŸ’–πŸ‘ πŸ‡¨πŸ‡¦πŸ’ƒπŸ’‹smooth πŸ’‹πŸ’œπŸ’πŸ‡πŸ’„πŸ₯‚πŸŒΉπŸ’πŸ’‹πŸ’‹πŸ’œπŸ’‹πŸ’‹πŸ’‹πŸ’‹πŸ’‹πŸ’‹πŸ’‹πŸ’‹
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allmyandroids Β· 1 year ago
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uuuu i am uu-alright...im just watching this show uuu yeah πŸ˜Άβ€πŸŒ«οΈ
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gender-luster Β· 2 years ago
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transmasc bears. you agree. reblog
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feralgodmothers Β· 2 days ago
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The detailed admiration in the beginning is TOO ACCURATE omg
β€œβ€˜That's exactly what I like to hear,’” β€œβ€˜It makes me want to ruin you, in the worst way.’"
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β€œβ€˜I want to hear every dirty thought in that pretty little head,’”
COOL. I've got a whole catalogued list for you.
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β€œβ€˜His grin widens as he gestures toward the exit with a tilt of his chin.’”
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EVEN THIS GOT ME, MAN 😭😭
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New Fetish
Label Mature 18+
Summary Joining Austin at his latest premiere, you find yourself awestruck by himβ€”so much so that it’s almost impossible to voice your thoughts. But Austin has a way of luring the words from you, reveling in the way you admire himΒ and ends up wanting to hear your praises all night long.
❀️‍πŸ”₯ Passionate Smut❀️‍πŸ”₯ Austin in heeled boots fetishβ€’ praise kinkβ€’ edgingβ€’ gratification from fetish β€’the outfit stays onβ€’ lap sitting β€’P in Vβ€’ nipple play β€’ multiple orgasms β€’creampieΒ  πŸ”—Master List
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Inspiration @mrs-hardy-hunnam-butler πŸ’•
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New Fetish
The premiere is a dazzling event, the kind of high-glamour spectacle that creates an intoxicating energy. Austin steps onto the red carpet, his commanding presence immediately drawing every lens and gaze in the vicinity.
He looks breathtaking: the ribbed designer undershirt clinging perfectly to his toned frame, slacks tailored to perfection, and that long coat flowing elegantly to the ground. He looks almost otherworldly, like he was born to rule the night.
You stand on the sidelines, barely able to keep your composure. His piercing blue eyes scan the crowd, sharp and striking, locking onto cameras with a practiced intensity that sends a flutter through your chest.
The styled waves of his hair add a polished edge to his look, effortlessly complementing the sharp angles of his jaw and cheekbones. His subtle but deliberate movementsβ€”adjusting the coat, angling his body for the perfect shotβ€”seem calculated to destroy anyone watching.
As he turns, the movement causes his coat to shift, exposing more of his toned chest in the ribbed undershirt. The fabric clings to the curves of his muscles, the faint silver chain resting just above his neckline, glinting faintly in the lights.
You try to focus on something elseβ€”anything elseβ€”but your gaze is drawn back like a magnet. Austin strikes another pose, his coat pulling open as he turns again, the slight shift revealing another tantalizing glimpse of his chest and collarbone. You bite your lip, a dangerous need beginning in your core. He looks like sin incarnate, and worse.. he knows it.
Later that evening, at the lavish hotel where the afterparty winds down, the atmosphere radiates exclusivity. The bar, with its sleek black marble countertops and gold accents, overlooks the dazzling London skyline through floor-to-ceiling windows. The intimate gathering is an exclusive event reserved for the cast, crew, and select special guests.
Austin stands at the bar, deep in conversation with TimothΓ©e Chalamet, their shared presence drawing every stray glance in the room. Without his coat, Austin looks even betterβ€”his Gucci ribbed designer undershirt clinging to his chest, stretched tightly around his toned shoulders.
Every subtle shift of his muscles as he gestures or lifts his glass to his lips is maddening, and you can’t help but notice how his high-waisted slacks hug his figure, accentuating his waist in a way that could only be described as slutty.
You try to focus on the expansive view, or the low scattered conversations around you, but your eyes betray you every single time, and as if on cue Austin glances over at you mid-conversation, his sharp gaze catching you in the act.
Your cheeks burn as you try to look away, but it’s too late. His lips curve into a faint smile, and he says something to TimothΓ©e before slinging his coat over his shoulder and heading your way.
Every step he takes is commanding, his presence owning the room effortlessly. He joins you as you pretend to admire the sweeping view of London through the massive windows.Β 
You can feel his attention entirely on you, his closeness making it impossible to focus asΒ you catch the faintest hint of his cologneβ€”a rich, intoxicating blend that makes your pulse race.Β 
He tilts his head slightly, his piercing gaze locking onto yours as you turn to him, a knowing smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.
β€œYou’ve been quiet all night,” he reveals, his voice low and smooth, tinged with a teasing edge. His smirk lingers, brimming with playful amusement, but there’s a softness in his eyes that only you would notice. He knows exactly what he’s doingβ€”and worse, he knows how much he affects you.
Your throat tightens, as you try to find your voice. β€œI’ve just been… taking it all in,” you manage, though it sounds unconvincing even to you.
He moves closer, his eyes studying your face savoring every expression. β€œTaking it all in?” he repeats, his gaze dipping briefly to your lips. β€œIs that what you call staring at me?”
Your face burns, the blush rising fast. β€œI-I wasn’t staring,” you stammer.
He lets out a low hum, his voice dropping to a velvety tone. β€œYou’re not very good at hiding it.” He reveals coming in closer until you have to tilt your head up to meet his piercing gaze.
β€œI felt your eyes on me all night,” he confirms,his hand brushing lightly against your cheek.
You draw in a shaky breath, your heart pounding as you admire him. β€œYou just… you just look so incredible tonight, Austin,” you confess, the words tumbling out barely above a whisper, but the sincerity is unmistakable.
His hand moves to your waist, pulling you possessively closer. β€œI love it when you talk like that,” he praises, his voice soft and tinged with affection as his piercing gaze holds yours. β€œLike I’m the only thing on your mind.”
β€œBecause you are,” you say without thinking, the honesty in your voice makes his head tilt slightly, a playful grin tugging at his lips as his hand trails up your side.
β€œThat’s exactly what I like to hear,” he says, his voice dropping lower, β€œWhen you say things like that…” His thumb grazes your lower lip, the touch making your pulse race β€œIt makes me want to ruin you, in the worst way.”
He tilts your chin with his fingers, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to your lips. His mouth warm and firm, the perfect blend of gentleness and command, moving against your lips with a teasing slowness that leaves you breathless. When he leans back, there’s a playful pull, his touch still lingering against your jawline.
β€œI want to hear every dirty thought in that pretty little head,” he whispers, his voice low and intoxicating, his words brushing against your lips like a promise.
β€œAnd I want to hear them nowβ€”in our hotel suite,” he confirms, his tone carrying a quiet authority that leaves no room for hesitation, his presence is overwhelming and impossible to resist.
You draw in a shaky breath, nodding, unable to form words as your heart pounds even harder from his closeness and the weight of his words.
His grin widens as he gestures toward the exit with a tilt of his chin. With his jacket effortlessly slung over his shoulder and his hand firmly on your waist, he guides you to the doors with a steady, possessive ease.
The elevator ride is silent at first, the ascent amplifying the charged tension between you. He leans back casually against the wall, his piercing gaze fixed on you, a teasing smirk tugging at his lips. The cool blue lights of the elevator bathes you both, making the sharp lines of his face appear even more striking.
You stand closer, and he pulls you into him, his hand sliding to the curve of your back as his mouth crashes against yours. His kiss is consuming, firm yet teasing, leaving you breathless as his thumb gently strokes your waist.
You cling to him on your tip-toes, your hands clutching his shoulders as you kiss him back, your pulse racing. He’s impossibly beautiful like this, his features softened just enough by the intimacy, yet his control never falters. The way he holds you, commanding yet tender, makes your heart pound as the elevator opens on your floor.
He breaks the kiss, his gaze locking onto yours as he takes your hand. Without a word, he leads you out of the elevator, his movements confident his grip firm as he guides you down the hall toward your shared room.
As the door to your hotel suite clicks shut behind you, the room’s opulence fades into the background.
The soft lighting illuminates the sleek furnishings, but your focus is entirely on Austin.
He tosses his coat effortlessly over a nearby chair, his eyes softening as he reaches for your hand.
His fingers lace with yours, his touch warm, as he leads you gently across the room.
When he reaches the plush armchair positioned perfectly in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, he pulls you closer resting his hands lightly on your waist.
β€œYou’re so beautiful,” he whispers, his lips brushing the shell of your ear, the warmth of his breath sending a shiver through you.
β€œI want to see to see all of you ” he says, his voice heavy with intent as his fingers trail down your back, finding the zipper of your dress.
Slowly, he begins to slide it down, his movements unhurried. The dress piles at your feet as you step out of it, now only in a delicate lingerie set and heels.
He leans back slightly, his eyes sweeping over you, his lips parting just enough to betray his awe as his gaze travels slowly, lingering on the delicate lace framing your breasts. Then his eyes lower to the curve of your hips accentuated by the soft lines of your panties tracing your skin.
β€œTake them off,” he orders, his voice low and steady as you follow his command.
Your hands move to the waistband of your panties, sliding them down slowly as his eyes track your every movement. The lace slips to the floor, leaving your lower half completely exposed under his watchful eyes. The way he bites his lip as he takes you in sends a thrill through you, his gaze heavy with unspoken desire.
He leans forward, his hands brushing over your the curve breasts before moving to the clasp of your bra. His touch is careful and unhurried as he unclasps it with practiced ease. He slips the straps down your shoulders his lips curling into a faint smirk as the lace drops, leaving you naked in only your heels.
The London skyline glitters behind him, a stunning backdrop to his sharp designer outfit and piercing blue eyes.
He lowers himself casually, sitting back on the plush arm chair. His long legs spread slightly as he rests one ankle over the opposite knee, exuding effortless dominance.
Your gaze drifts down, catching on his boots. sleek, polished leather with a heeled edge that adds to his commanding presence.
The subtle lift of his ankle, shows the heel with an elegance that is both striking and undeniably masculine, a perfect blend of poise and power that captivates you completely.
He notices your fascination, his sharp eyes catching the way your focus lingers. A knowing grin spreads across his lips β€œDo you like them?” he asks, his smooth tone making your pulse quicken as you nod.
β€œCome here,” he says softly, his voice low but laced with authority.
You immediately step closer, your heart pounding in your chest. His gaze never leaves yours, as he leans forward slightly.
He reaches for your hand, guiding you down until you straddle his heeled boot, the leather pressing against you in the most maddening way.
β€œShow me how much you like them” he says, his voice heavy with intent.
Your cheeks burn from his request, and the desire in his eyes makes you move without hesitation, slowly rocking against the ankle of his boot, the friction of the leather sending waves of pleasure coursing through you.
β€œGood girl,” he encourages , watching you intently. You place your hands on his thighs and his hands move to the armrests, making no attempt to touch you.
His eyes instead flick to his ankle where your body moves against his heeled boot, his lips curling into a faint smile as he leans back slightly, watching you glide against the smooth leather with unrelenting focus. β€œThat’s it β€”work for it,” he urges, his voice teasing and commanding all at once.
A soft moan escapes your lips as your movements become more desperate feeling the pressure builds against your clit.
His eyes watch every shift of your body as you revel in the maddening friction the thrill sending a rush of heat through your core.
The way he sits, calm and in control, his lips curving into a faint, knowing smirk, only heightens your shameless pleasure, the weight of his attention making you burn with desire and exhilaration.
Every sound you make, every subtle movement, is a silent exchangeβ€”He enjoys thisβ€”enjoys seeing you like this, so undone so willing, surrendering completely for him.
β€œCome for me” he requests, his voice deceptively soft, laced with wicked intent. His gaze is locked onto yours, his hands remaining on the armrests, giving you no relief.
You whimper, your hips grinding harder against the smooth leather of his boot, desperate for release.
He shifts his ankle, the movement deliberate, the slick leather catching your clit perfectly. A jolt of pleasure surges through you, pushing you over the brink, and you gasp, trembling under the pressure.
The tension inside you snaps then, a wave of pleasure crashing over you as you cry out, your body riding uncontrollably against the now slicked leather of his boot. His gaze remains fixed on you, possessive and filled with pride, as if every moment of your surrender is exactly what he wants.
You slump forward, breathless and trembling, and he catches your chin, lifting your face to meet his gaze.
The atmosphere fills with raw tension as he leans back in his chair, his eyes locked on you, still straddling his heeled boot.
He shifts slightly, one hand moving to the zipper of his slacks. The sound cuts through the quiet room, impossibly loud in the tension-filled air. His piercing gaze never wavers as he frees his cock, thick and hard standing proudly in his lap.
A soft gasp escapes your lips at the sheer size of him.
β€œLook at it,” he commands, his voice low and authoritative, each word heavy with intent. β€œI want to hear every filthy thought in that beautiful head of yours.”
His cock is stunningly perfect, thick and hard, the head flushed a deep, tantalizing shade of pink. The veins trace along his shaft, emphasizing the raw, masculine beauty of a pretty cock, each detail almost too much to take in, the sheer size of it making your pulse quicken as your thighs clench instinctively.
β€œYou’re… you’re perfect,” you whisper, your voice trembling with a mix of nervousness and desire. β€œSo big, so—”
β€œDon’t stop,” he interrupts, uncrossing his legs making you rest on your knees as his fingers weave through your hair. His grip is steady and commanding as he guides your face to his cock.
You’re practically panting, your words tumbling out between shallow breaths. β€œYou’re so gorgeous. So fucking beautiful. I can’t believe you’re real.”
His lips curl into a wicked grin, his hand gripping your hair with a possessiveness that makes you weak. β€œGood girl,” he rasps, his tone rough and approving. β€œShow me how much you want it.”
He presses your face down gently, your lips grazing the heated tip of his cock before slowly taking him all the way in to your mouth. He groans softly, the sound low and raw, reverberating through your entire body making your heart race.
β€œJust like that,” he encourages, his voice strained but still in control, each word sending a thrill down your spine. His free hand trails along your jaw, his fingers brushing your skin with surprising tenderness in contrast to the intensity in which he guides your head up and down on his cock.
β€œYou’re —…doing so well for me,” he praises, his voice needy and deep, spurring you on as your pace quickens on his cock gliding in and out of your mouth.
He groans again, his thumb brushing over your cheek as his head tilts back, his jaw tight. β€œSo good,” he breathes, his voice trembling with awe and restraint.
The vibration of your moans against him send a shudder through his body as his hand tangles in your hair tigher.
He pulls you off slowly, his cock hard and slick, the evidence of his arousal making your core clench with anticipation. His chest rises and falls as he bites his lip, his muscles taut with control. His piercing gaze finds yours again, the command in his eyes unmistakable.
β€œClimb on top of me,” he demands, his voice low and ragged, a primal need laced in his tone.
You obey, your knees on either side of his hips as you straddle his lap, your hands resting on his shoulders for balance.
His head dips forward slightly, his lip caught between his teeth as his hands grip your thighs and he lines himself up. With a deliberate push, he thrusts inside your slickness as he guides you down on him.
You moan as his cock spreads you wide, and his head falls his back with a commanding ease as his hands pull you down onto him. He pushes into you inch by inch until your bodies are fully pressed together.
The sensation is intoxicating, the sharp edge of pain dissolving into an overwhelming pleasure that takes your breath away.
β€œYou feel that?” he pants, his voice rough and dripping with desire as he nudges the tip of his cock to the deepest part of you
β€œIm so hard for you.” He breathes his hands trailing up your sides slowly, almost reverently. β€œTell me,” he pants, his voice strained with pleasure. β€œβ€¦-What you’ve been thinking about me all night. I want to hear every word.”
β€œY-you’re incredible,” you stammer, your voice trembling as his grip on your waist tightens, urging you to move. β€œSo gorgeous, so perfect, I—”
β€œGo on,” he urges his hands guiding your movements up and down, making you feel every inch of him. β€œI want to hear it all. Every thought, every feeling.” He pants.
β€œYou’re everything,” you gasp, your head tipping back as the sensation consumes you. β€œI can’t stop thinking about you, Austin. I can’t get enough.”
His hand slides up your back, his fingers pressing between your shoulder blades as he pulls you closer, his lips grazing your neck. β€œSay your mine ,” he breathes his voice possessive.
β€œI’m yours,” you whimper, clutching at his shoulders as your body trembles.
β€œGood girl,” he praises, his voice low and rough. His lips trail along the swell of your breasts before closing around your nipple, his tongue flicking against the sensitive peak.
The wet heat of his mouth makes your back arch, a soft cry escaping your lips as the sensation sends shockwaves through your body.
He sucks harder, his tongue swirling in deliberate, teasing motions that make your thighs tremble. The way his hips meet yours, driving his cock deeper with each thrust, only intensifying the overwhelming pleasure.
Your body reacts instinctively, clenching tightly around him as his teeth graze lightly against your nipple, sending you spiraling over the edge. A loud, unrestrained moan escapes your lips as your orgasm crashes through you, your walls fluttering around his cock with uncontrollable force.
He groans against your breast, the vibration of his voice only heightening the sensation, his hips pressing harder as he rides out your climax, never breaking the perfect rhythm that keeps you trembling in his arms.
His head falls back, as he begins to climax his lips parting as his chest heaves with labored breaths.
His flushed face and soft breaths are a picture of raw ecstasy, every strained gasp highlighting the intensity of his pleasure.
As his release overtakes him, he groans low and raw, the sound reverberating through your entire body.
You feel the throbbing of his cock deep inside you as it pulses, his length twitching as hot streams spill into you, the heat and rhythm sending shivers up your spine.
The sight of him utterly undone, consumed by pleasure pushes you over the edge all over again.
A cry escapes your lips as your body clenches around him, trembling with a third release that leaves you breathless.
You can’t tear your eyes away from him, the flush of his cheeks, the way his hands grip your waist, holding you tightly he could never get enough of you.
You love seeing him like thisβ€”vulnerable in pleasure, the raw intensity of his climax a testament to how deeply he needs you. The shared ecstasy lingers, leaving both of you panting and utterly consumed by each other.
You lay against him, your hands wrapped around his shoulder as he pants against your neck, his breath warm and uneven. Your bodies remain locked together as the city lights glitter behind you, casting a soft glow over the room.
His lips brush against your collarbone, soft and lingering, as he murmurs, β€œYou’re everything I’ll ever need.”
A smile spreads across your face, warmth blooming in your chest as you press a gentle kiss to the top of his head, your fingers threading through his hair as you whisper, β€œAnd you’re everything I’ll ever want.”
πŸ‘  END
πŸ”— Master List
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epickiya722 Β· 5 months ago
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Todo: What kind of woman is your type?
*Plays Megan Thee Stallion's Otaku Hot Girl*
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sentientstump Β· 1 month ago
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The big "Big Salmon Woodβ„’" animatic thing!
finished this really rough looking blob slideshow from before LOL <- look here if you want to see from what state i had to polish it (⁠✿⁠^⁠‿⁠^⁠).......
audio origin: docm77 hermitcraft s.10, ep.5 from 4:00 to 8:30 (heavily cut here)
here I'll describe what steps were made in order to birth this:
β€’ watch a new VintageBeef's video at night and laugh the butt off
β€’ decide to animate it because its really funny
β€’ try to choose from which POV to take audio from
β€’ decide to choose Doc's because he had silly music and he doesn't cut that much
β€’ download audio file using a NewPipe feature
β€’ edit and cut the audio in Flipaclip
β€’ put FPS to 1
β€’ draw blobs, indicate placement and expressions
β€’ render the file and upload it to tumblr to see if its a funny concept
β€’ forget about it (have in the back of your mind but being kinda avoidant)
β€’ start drafting a more anatomy accurate version, still on 1 FPS
β€’ go crazy bc they look so off
β€’ go normal bc its just a draft
β€’ finish the draft and be proudd
β€’ forget to polish it (and be avoidant again)
β€’ summer 2024 will end in 2 weeks, try to speedrun the polish before final year in uni starts
β€’ fail to do so, lose motivation
β€’ pick it up on boring classes
β€’ be tired from new job
β€’ have a free friday to finish it in 3 hours
β€’ delete double frames, transfer all frames to Alight Motion to tweak timings
β€’ unbox the zip file and have all frames be shown in random order in editing app's gallery (i have hate in my heart)
β€’ solve a jigsaw puzzle of trying to find when each frame goes after another
β€’ be proud you tweaked it all!
β€’ find out you put the editing file into a wrong aspect ratio instead of 16:9
β€’ cuss everyone around, including an open background video
β€’ render the wrong ratio, open a new correct file and scale the rendered video to fit in, render THIS file
β€’ upload it on tunblr, profitπŸ‘πŸΌ
favourite frames:
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i dont want to tweak it all anymore, faces or hair or expressions, im done, if i dont care about it then no one care 😀 you get what you get
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choccy-milky Β· 6 hours ago
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CALYPSO VS. SEB IS THE TRUE OTPβš”οΈβ€οΈβ€πŸ”₯
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calypso has to defeat all of the alternate universe sebs so that she can finally have her MC harem to herselfπŸ˜‡ BAHAHA BUT TYSM FOR DRAWING CLORA AGAIN WAHHHπŸ’–πŸ’– I always love the way you draw her SHE LOOKS SO ETHEREAL AND ANGELIC AND SOFT MY BABYYYY IM HONOURED TO HAVE HER BE AMONGST CALYPSOS CRUSHESπŸ™ she can whoop my sebs ass any dayπŸ₯° (clora-less ver of the pic)
calypsos classmate crushes
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SHES IN LOVE WITH SO MANY PEOPLE…defeat her 30 high school crushes
There was so many MCs I wanted to draw but i wanted to post this sooner, so I guess I have to draw a part 2 🀭🀭
In order: @starry-slithers Avania, @syaolaurants Violette, @morelikeravenbores AurΓ©lie, @ladyofsapphos Carla, @choccy-milkys Clora, @lamieboos Lamie, @keri-mcberrys Lyla, @siboom777s Sally, and honorable mentions in the picture below πŸ˜˜πŸ˜˜πŸ˜˜πŸ’—
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rainboweemart Β· 22 days ago
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ζ΅·ε…΅ε…„εΌŸ βš“οΈ
Talkative vs Listener
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sukugo Β· 9 months ago
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dykephan Β· 4 months ago
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kingspacebar Β· 3 months ago
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Matching icons for my boyz
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davidbyrne Β· 2 years ago
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"I sense the world might be more dreamlike, metaphorical, and poetic than we currently believe[...]. I wouldn't be surprised if poetry--poetry in the broadest sense, in the sense of a world filled with metaphor, rhyme, and recurring patterns, shapes, and designs--is how the world works. The world isn't logical, it's a song."
Happy Birthday David Byrne (May 14, 1952)
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