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[blueposterboy]

“wyd when me and gang pull up” ahh vid 😭🙏

uh oh. thinking once again about largest gathering of walrus....

[raininyourblackeyes]

FIRST TIME SINCE 1947 A SWISS MAN WON EUROS

[2late4chocolate]

HELLO hashtag updated collection .. more coming soon 🐌

[blueposterboy]

This post was written by a fucking reptile

Nuzzling is such an underrated form of physical affection. Imagine you don't know how else to express how much you love the person other than being as close to them as possible. To feel the other's warmth against yours. Underrated.

[praline1968]

Beau et chaleureux week-end les amis 😘

Have a wonderful & lovely weekend 💐

Source : Tik Tok @adrianogatto45

[cristinakid]

Same dress. Another wedding.

On a Thursday? Yes.

[chaoticmoonboy]

Hello it’s been a while trips and falls and drops my art on the floor and combusts into flames no I will not give context I just enjoy these two haha burns to a crisp

[oddberryshortcake]

WHATTTTT

WHAT

[allmyandroids]

here he comes

[tremordusk]

@nyoclosmom

So I finally read Unraveled…

[oh-snapperss]

fascinating doc tweet to add to the collection, folks!

[koko2unite]

I'm on bara living room if u need me

[paper-lilypie]

ok but that kid Mobius couldn’t prune was Loki right. like, that was Loki right. The brothers at the dock. That was Loki and Thor right. It was Loki

Mobius couldn’t kill Loki, chose his burden, and dedicated his life to him instead.

Mobius’s story started and ended with Loki. It had to be Loki.

[poisonedfate]

bbc merlin - 04x01 The Darkest Hour, Part I

he's so smitten it makes him look STUPID

[wttcsms]

thinking about your older brother’s best friend who is just so much bigger than you. if you haven’t known him since forever, he’d be intimidating, even. when your brother refuses to let you go to a mixer event hosted by your college friends, even though you’re old enough to make your own decisions, you refuse to speak to him. when his best friend comes over, asking where you are, your brother explains the situation.

that’s how he ends up on top of you, forcing you on your back as you’re sprawled out for him on your bed, his one hand large enough and strong enough to restrain both your wrists. you had complained to him that your brother and him are way too protective and paranoid, and that they never want to let you have fun.

that’s why he’s doing this, he tells you. because those guys at that little mixer event will take one look at you and think about all sorts of nasty things they want to do to you. he sneaks his free hand up your skirt, cupping your cunt through your panties, and chastises you for wearing something with such easy access. he’ll stroke you through your panties, telling you what disgusting things men are capable of; how you won’t even be able to fight back. he’ll make you cum without ever touching you skin-to-skin, and after you do, he finally lets go of you, leaning back and smiling at you cheerfully, the darkened, almost sensual expression on his face long gone. “so you see, that’s why we don’t want you going there. can’t have anything like that happen to my sweet girl.”