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xxmoonduskxx · 9 months ago
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hey sleepy
so uh if your not busy…
wanna get a coffe or something..?
Huh.
I mean. Sure why not ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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evansbby · 11 months ago
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Hi lil Rosie,
do you want a baby brother or sister?? I can give it to your mom😏😏She’s so sexy
Peter(your new dad)
*takes gun out and shoots Peter*
—Steve🏈💪
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meezer · 1 year ago
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GIRL WHAT THE FUCK DID KENDALL DO
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k-is-for-potassium · 2 months ago
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all of this is /j and /lh!!
edit: just realized thay capitalization's not a thing on tumblr whoops. that explains why i haven't seen it on here tho lol
also how did 0.3 of you choose it if it doesn't exist that's like 16 thousand and oh my god how are there this many of y'all
oopsies i can't do math i meant 160ish
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doctorsiren · 22 days ago
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Day 20 of Sirentober / Doctober
Hands / Journal
You can tell who never made a deal
Available as a print on my Etsy Shop
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semieita24srockstargf · 3 months ago
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new..moot????
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mo if u see this i love u alr 😨😨
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ruby-likes-to-pick-roses · 6 months ago
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Phighting bro balls again but its the phighters saying their phinisher line with "bro" at the end
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venusaur-propaganda · 23 days ago
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Drawing Venusaur with every Pokemon pt. Joltik
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lotus-pear · 1 year ago
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god i love skk sm i wish gay ppl were real :(
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sunderwight · 1 month ago
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Shen Yuan with a Luo Binghe dakimakura is great but sometimes I stop and think about how a role reversal would have looked (i.e. Binghe as the reader who transmigrates in, Shen Yuan as the fictional character he was obsessing over) and oh my god. Fan Binghe who grew up with chronically online geek culture would have been next level in the absence of an actual, physical Shen Yuan/SQQ. Fan Binghe would have owned everything. He probably would have had to commission it all himself, either because the novel wasn't popular enough for the level of desired merch or because the mainstream commercially produced products were too cheap or flimsy or inaccurate for his specifications or probably both. Perfect hand fan recreations. Replica Xiu Ya (it's an actual sword) hanging on his wall. Fanart both done in a classical style (as in, 'what Shen Qingqiu might actually have hanging on his walls') as well as a variety of character portraits and erotic art zines. Printed and hand-bound copies of his favorite fanfics. Somewhere in China there's an amateur bookbinder who is making BANK off of this obsession, producing the most high level gorgeously bound copies of the filthiest smut and fluffiest hurt-comfort teacher/student fics.
Luo Binghe would be controversial in fandom because he is just as nitpicky and wank-y as Shen Yuan, with an extra dose of turning up in the comments sometimes to act like a jealous/possessive boyfriend accusing writers of being a little TOO lustful towards his unlikely waifu, but on the other hand he is rich and he will pay through goddamn nose for anything and everything that caters to his preferences. So a solid chunk of the fan creators just do things they think he'd like because they want in on the cash cow, while much of the rest of the fandom hates his guts because they feel like he hijacked everything with his own fanon and headcanons and obsessions. Shen Yuan isn't even that popular! Most of the rest of the fandom is kind of down on him as a cliche clueless danmei protagonist, they're all there for the score of blueballed love interests. Beautiful Liu Qingge and darkhorse Shang Qinghua and mysterious, tortured Yue Qingyuan and whatever the hell is going on with his evil doppelganger, Shen Jiu. Luo Binghe doesn't ever commission Shen Yuan with any of them, though! He's always solo, or maybe with a faceless tentacle monster or something!
It gets weird. There are probably Woman Buying Wonder Bread-esque memes about Binghe's highly specific kink commissions. On the other hand, Luo Binghe comes down harder than the actual artists on unsanctioned reposts because he commissioned Shen Yuan in that sexy lingerie fondling a really huge sword and it's not just for anyone to go around putting that up on whatever website they please!
He would own several dakimakura and they would arguably be more normal than a lot of the rest of his collection, is what I'm saying. He'd have them in different poses and seasonal outfits and versions that were acceptable for company and ones that had to get tucked into a drawer under the bed every morning because they were for Binghe's eyes only. And it wouldn't even just be the sexy ones, but also the ones where Shizun looks soft and fond and gentle and affectionate. The man was definitely working his way up to commissioning a lifelike Shen Yuan sex doll when the universe did absolutely everyone a favor and yeeted him into a transmigration scenario.
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glossysoap · 9 months ago
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ring ; john price
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summary: here’s my thoughts on price fingering you with his ring on. this is also my birthday present for @loveyhoneydovey !! i love ya! i hope this cheers you up and that you enjoy your birthday! <333
warnings/tags: 18+, afab, fem reader, written with plus size reader in mind but it can be read as size neutral if need be, pure smut, no plot, fingering, emphasis on his size (big hands/thick fingers), clit play, pussy slapping, cum eating, married price and reader.
word count: 1-1.5k at least
The hard wood was cold against your bare thighs as he had you sat on his desk in front of him. Your panties were pulled down to your ankles, revealing your already dripping cunt to your husband who is sat right in front of you.
Your husband’s forehead was pressed against yours and his lips were so close, you could feel his breath fanning against your face.
He had started out by trailing one finger up and down your wet slit to gather your juices. Moving agonizingly slow, taking his sweet time in pleasuring you. Using his other hand to hold your thigh, keeping your legs pried apart for him.
His hairy arm brushed up against your plush thigh as he started grazing your folds.
“Look at how wet you are. All for me, isn’t that right?”
He used one finger to spread your juices along your slit, before letting a second finger join in. That second finger was his ring finger, where his wedding band rested, all gold and engraved with your name along the inside. Then he used those two fingers to play with your slippery folds, but never dipping inside.
Those two fingers move to trace little figure eights in your slit, enjoying how slippery and slick your lips were because of how wet you had gotten.
“Uh-huh,” You nodded quickly, restraining the urge to buck your hips into his hand. You knew you had to be good, acting up would only get you so far. “Just for you.” You were in such a daze that you didn’t even notice how his lips quirked up into a grin at your words.
Stay still, stay still. You knew you had to be patient. You just had to wait.
Thankfully, he didn’t make you wait for long this time. Because before you knew it, he was dipping those two fingers inside of you.
He slips them inside inch by inch, giving a quiet chuckle at how easily they slide in. His eyes burn into you as he eases his fingers in, looking at how your brows were furrowed and your mouth was slightly open in a pant.
“Oh, god,” Your breathy moans fill the privacy of his office, mixing with the lewd wet noises produced by his thick fingers plunging inside your soaked cunt.
You couldn’t stop your hips from bucking and gasping when he’s pushing those two fingers in knuckle deep. The slight burn that came from the intrusion mixed with the feeling of being filled made that warmth in your stomach grow hotter.
What made that feeling even more intense was the cold metal of his wedding band that was flush against the walls of your cunt. The harsh temperature was such a contrast to the warmth of your entrance, it was driving you crazy in the best way possible.
To make the knot in your stomach tighten even more, the ring just added that extra ridge to his already thick finger. With every pump of his fingers inside your pussy, his cold ring rubbed against your soft walls so fucking good.
While the metal of his wedding ring was sending shivers through your core, your own wedding ring was sitting comfortably on your ring finger. A silver band with a perfect arrangement of diamonds that were all the perfect size, and his name engraved along the inside of the band. Just like your name was engraved along the inside of his.
Your own moans grew stronger, just like the wet noises, when his fingers started moving at a furious pace.
Your hands scrambled for purchase, searching for something, anything to keep yourself grounded in reality. One hand flew to clutch at his dark hair, fingers threading through his soft strands. Your other hand moved to grasp at his muscular arm that was positioned between your legs. The muscles flexed with every plunge of his fingers inside your cunt.
“That feel good?” He murmurs, watching as you nod for him, eyes half lidded and pupils blown wide with lust.
“God, yes!”
His gaze dropped and zeroed into your lips, all bitten and shiny from spit. It took every ounce of willpower to not just crash his lips onto yours and devour you. He wanted to hear every whine and gasp and moan, and unfortunately he needed your mouth unoccupied to be able to do so.
So he settled for the next best thing, worshipping your neck.
He moved down to your jaw and started showing much needed love and attention to your skin. You could feel his beard scratch against your skin as he left open mouthed kisses along your jaw, teeth nipping at your sensitive skin.
“Yeah?” He teases, beard scratching your skin as he continues mouthing your jaw. “Feels good having my fingers buried in that sweet cunt?”
Right at that moment, he curled his fingers in search of that spongey spot that made your toes curls. He never stopped pumping his fingers in and out, he just started curling his fingers in tandem with every plunge inside. He heard your breath hitch and knew he was close to finding it. He figured this was the perfect time to slip in a third thick finger.
“Yes, yes, yes!” You babble mindlessly as his fingers keep stretching you out, with him growing dangerously close to finding your g-spot.
“Just a little bit more and..” He pushed his fingers further inside and curled them over and over until he feels you jerk and buck against his hand.
“Oh, fuck—,” You cut yourself off with a choked sob as his fingers tapped that sensitive spot that had you throwing your head back in pleasure.
“There it is.” You could feel him smirk against your neck.
Now that he found the spot that made you writhe, he started abusing it.
Pumping his fingers in your tight hole at a furious pace, hitting that soft spot every single time. He felt you clench around him so fucking perfect, reminding him of how you would always squeeze around his cock and milk him dry.
While his fingers were busy fucking you, his mouth went back to work on your neck. His full beard scratching your skin as he licked and sucked at your sensitive flesh, leaving a trail of saliva in his wake.
“So fuckin’ tight, love. You just needed me to take you apart, huh?” He all but growls into your neck, teeth scraping at your pulse point. You can feel the vibrations from his words rumble against you. “Needed to soak my fingers? Hmm?”
You can’t even bring yourself to answer his questions, and he knows it, as the only thing that can escape your lips are moans and cries.
John has taken to sucking on your pulse point, then biting and tugging with a rumble from deep in his chest.
Every single bit and lick and suck from his torturous mouth went straight to your weeping pussy, which was quickly inching towards its release.
You knew full well that you wouldn’t last much longer, and he knew that just as much as you did. Maybe even more so, because you were hugging his fingers so damn tight.
He fucking loved it. He loved how slippery your cunt was and how much you were clenching down on his fingers, and he especially loved how your juices were dripping down onto his hand.
He wanted to feel you gush all over his fingers, and he wanted to feel that now.
So he used the pad of his thumb to rub rough circles on your swollen clit, all while he used three fingers to hit that sensitive spot over and over and over.
“C’mon, c’mon. Come f’ me.” He groans into the crook of your neck, breath hot against your skin. His tongue licking a stripe along the span of your neck before sucking your soft skin.
If your sharp gasp and desperate bucking of your hips against his hand were any indication, you were about to come.
“Yeah,” he eggs you on, “that’s right. Give it to me.”
So he circled his fingers inside of you, not only hitting that sensitive spot perfectly but also rubbing the area around it. The rough pad of his thumb just kept furiously rubbing at your swollen clit.
At that exact moment, he licked at the crook of your neck before biting down, hard.
“Oh, fuck!” You wail, your eyes squeezing shut and your mouth hanging open. Your pussy throbs and flutters as you squeeze around his fingers, your legs twitching and writhing from all of the stimulation.
Your orgasm crashes over you like a wild wave as you squirt all over his fingers and drench his palm in the process.
He couldn’t help himself as he pulled his soaked hand out from your cunt, before using it to lightly slap your swollen clit. He smiled as he watched your hips jolt and your cunt squeeze around nothing.
“There you go, good girl.” Was all your husband said, husky voice dripping with praise, before he did something that had your pussy throbbing once more.
He lifted his soaked hand up to his mouth and licked your juices clean off. His gaze burned into yours as he licked a broad stripe along his palm before sucking each finger clean with a pop. Then finally, licking his wedding band clean as it rested on his ring finger.
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theorphicangel · 7 months ago
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thinking about boxer!miguel eating you out as an apology for not spending enough time with you. training had completely taken over his days, resulting in him leaving early in the mornings and arriving late at night all sweaty and exhausted.
you swore to him that you didn’t mind and that you understood his circumstances, after all it was his dream career but you couldn’t help but feel a little neglected after spending numerous long nights by yourself.
it was surprising to Miguel to find you awake and waiting for him on the couch. he slipped off his shoes, training bag hanging off his shoulders which were exposed from the black tank top he wore.
“why aren’t you asleep?”
you shrug, avoiding his eye contact. you didn’t want to seem too clingy, hesitant on giving an honest answer.
“just missed you mig’, I haven’t seen much of you recently.”
a soft thud hits the floor as he places his training bag down, the realisation of his neglect now hitting him.
ah, you missed him. and who could blame you? he knows all too well that he’s been preoccupied with his training for an upcoming fight in a few months. ever since the announcement he’s been nothing but excited, heading down to the gym each and every day. Miguel almost wants to kick himself for not realising sooner how much he’s neglected you.
there’s only one way to make up for it.
the room suddenly fills up with your sweet moans, fingertips lost in his locks as he dives between your thighs. it feels like forever since the last time Miguel went down on you, immediately his tongue is at your folds with no time to waste.
his fingers dig into the fat of your thighs, locking you in place as he laps up your juices. your mouth shapes into an ‘O’, eyes rolling into the back of your head with your other hand digging into his shoulder. he’s still sweaty from his training today but you swear it only makes you lust for him more.
another thing you missed about Miguel is how vocal he is; his grunts and groans from how wet your cunt in mixes flawlessly with your own gasps and whimpers. the sound of him lapping at your cunt is so explicit, “so fuckin’ sweet f’me” he mumbles once he has a chance to come up for a breather but before you know it, he dives in again.
a thumb begins to rub slow circles on your clit, his teeth marking your inner thighs. already you’re so close, the hot tension in your lower stomach is threatening to snap.
and despite being away from you for so long, Miguel still remembers every little thing about your body, how your thighs tense up before you cum, wrapping around him a little tighter which is just the way he likes it.
“you gonna cum for me?” he purrs, circles quickening on your clit. the least you can do is nod your head, words unable to form from your tongue. your moans coax him on, his name leaving your mouth like a prayer as he works away, juices dripping down his chin— for this part he makes sure to look up at you, holding you in place as his brown eyes meet yours.
finally the tension builds up in your lower stomach for another minute or two before violently snapping like a rubber band. you gasp aloud, body shivering and your eyes rolled back.
“good girl, that’s it.” he praises as you continue to roll your hips against his face. Miguel’s own eyes nearly roll back completely at your sweet taste, god, how could he ever neglect such a sweet thing like you? mentally he makes a promise to himself to never leave you alone for this long again, he can’t forgive himself for neglecting you for so long in the first place.
“I think I need to properly show you how much I missed you, hmm cariño?”
part 2 here!
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k-is-for-potassium · 1 month ago
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doctorsiren · 26 days ago
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sock opera
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apotheoseity · 2 months ago
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immediate thoughts on this.
1- it looks bad. like visually. the environment is lovely and imo as good as it could get but the animals look gross and “humans in a cgi environment” never looks good
2- yet another case of whitewashing steve despite him being dark skinned in game?!? why is jack black here. hes better as a voice actor than a screen actor imo
3- “group of normal humans enter a magical world with video game mechanics” has already been done. this is just the jumanji reboot again
4- why are the antagonists seemingly the. piglins? they become neutral harmless mobs in the overworld. theyre ALREADY neutral mobs in the nether if you wear gold! the ender dragon would have been MUCH more interesting to see in a teaser
5- i hate hate hate the quippy marvel-isms. its such a crutch that screenwriters lean on nowadays when they cant actually write interesting characters
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lil-vibes · 18 days ago
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Day 24: Other side
Previous/Next
(prompt list here!)
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