#I should be asleep.
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weirdly-specific-but-ok · 8 months ago
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you reblog the strangest shit
bbg i am the strangest shit
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technofinch · 1 month ago
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A sixth Mulligan fic has hit the notes app 😔
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shadovan · 9 months ago
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*slides $5 onto the dash*
Someone find me an Azalin Rex or a Vecna to make lichy chaos with. 🖤
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trickstarbrave · 8 months ago
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I’m high and really weirdly wanna do a Danny phantom rewatch
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howldean · 2 years ago
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good lord it is four in da morning
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morn-yvri-winters · 9 months ago
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"MACHINE, TURN THE FUCK BACK NOW. THE LAYERS OF THIS FUCKING PALACE ARE NOT MEANT FOR YOUR LIMP DICK KIND! TURN BACK OR YOU WILL BE FACING THE WILL OF GOD'S MASSIVE FUCKING NUTS."
"YOUR CHOICE HAS BEEN MADE."
"AS THE RIGHTEOUS FUCKING HAND OF DADDY."
"I SHALL REND YOU THE FUCK APART."
"AND YOU'LL BE INANIMATE ONCE MORE."
"BEHOLD! THE FUCKING POWER OF A GOD DAMN ANGEL!"
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ultrakill if it was made by vivziepop jesus christ
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onlysushicat · 8 months ago
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bath time
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daisynik7 · 1 year ago
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Nanami is super into fucking you with his watch on. 
He’ll strip himself completely nude except for his wrist, his fingers massaging your puffy clit until you’re whining against him, already on the brink of an orgasm just from that. He checks the minute hand on his watch, taking a mental note on when you first climax. It’s a fun little challenge he sets for himself: how many times can he make you come within fifteen minutes? Half an hour? A full hour? Sometimes, he takes guesses, and most of the time, he’s right. And when he's wrong, it’s because he makes you come more than he expects you to. Tonight is one of those times. 
He's relentless with his fingers, stroking your pussy up and down, in and out, coated in your arousal. He loves playing with your swollen bud, flicking it until you’re squirming from overstimulation. The slick that gushes out of you is so pretty, all shiny and glossy for him. So inviting for a taste. But no; he’ll resist until he can make you come once more from his fingers. Get you completely soaked so it’s juicy for his mouth. He knows just how much you love coming with his soft lips puckered around your clit, his tongue lapping at your greedy cunt, gaping and desperate to be filled with his cock. By the time thirty minutes pass, you’ve come twice from his fingers, and thrice from his mouth, eating you out sloppily until your limbs feel shaky, body spent but still so needy for him. 
When he finally puts his dick inside you, he uses his watch for another purpose: to edge you so that you can fucking squirt all over him. He pounds into your tight pussy from behind, slamming his hips against your ass, marveling at the way it jiggles with each thrust. You’re moaning from the pleasure, completely fucked out. You want to come again so badly, but he won’t let you. “Not yet,” he growls, turning his wrist to inspect the time. “Be a good girl for ten more minutes, okay? Hold it for me sweetheart. I know you can do it.”
And of course you will, because he’s so encouraging, so sweet, so fucking big inside you, filling you to the brim. When the ten minutes is almost up, he reaches around you, toying with your sensitive clit. You whine, twitching from the sensation, head buried into the pillow, damp with sweat and drool. He leans over you, breath hot on your ear, whispering, “That’s it, honey. Let it all out for me. Make a fucking mess.” 
So you do, spraying him in your juices, spilling onto the sheets below you. He absolutely loves it, seeing you so filthy like this. It’s just what he needs to reach his own orgasm, the one he’s been building up since an hour ago, continuously on the brink ever since your first climax. He comes inside you, stuffing you full of his creamy load only to watch it dribble out slowly as soon as he pulls out. 
His watch is soaked in your essence, but that’s alright. In fact, it’s exactly what he wanted. 
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trickstump · 2 years ago
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the big movie theater soda is a mindkiller. drank 2 big ol cokes and now I've given myself the ghosts
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steveyockey · 8 months ago
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save me twitter video demonstrating the different leitmotifs of each challengers pairing twitter video demonstrating the different leitmotifs of each challengers pairing save meeeee
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stealthrockdamage · 1 year ago
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i believe it was sun tzu who said wifi is okay if you're close to the router
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scho17 · 4 days ago
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Tired college student Danny and the cafe he's at gets held up and something in him has just snaps. Like he's crying in a why? Why does the universe hate me? and then in comes the anger like I'M JUST TRYING TO GET COFFEE. I HAVE A TEST IN 30 MINUTES. SHUT UP. LET ME FUCKING LIVE MAN. beating the teeth outta some guy, no powers just pure hands and then the bats get on the scene and are like Oh Okay.
Red Hood compliments his form. It's a maybe good day. Minus being burgled but like that's fine. This is Gotham.
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nothing-but-flowers88 · 1 month ago
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Ok but imagine Obi Wan finally finds out about the chips in the clones’ minds, and at some point Cody’s chip is destroyed and he’s back to his right mind. The second he sees Obi Wan again he’s a mess with remorse and guilt, he knows there’s no way Obi Wan doesn’t hate him let alone love him like he did before the end of the war. He’s apologizing profusely to Obi Wan who is just staring in awe at him. Then it’s that emotional line from httyd 2 and Obi Wan sets his hands on Cody’s face, trying to see if he’s really there, to make sure this isn’t a dream Obi Wan has had time and time again, “you’re as beautiful as the day I lost you.”
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lovelyscourge · 2 months ago
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I know I said I was going to take a break but I can't stop thinking about grinding on someone's thigh, tracing their lips with my fingers before prodding and shoving two digits inside — toys don't speak — and all they can do is grab and squeeze my hips, tits, thighs, whatever. Pushing me away doesn't even cross their mind. They'd droll all over my fingers and I'd praise them for being such a good toy <3
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insufferablemod · 10 months ago
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waiting
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pascalssbabyy · 3 months ago
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god, i just know it’s big.
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