#The Decorum
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es-eternalstyle · 25 days ago
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The Decorum Bangkok
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oxfords---notbrogues · 12 days ago
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The Decorum x Crockett & Jones
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thurstongrey · 8 months ago
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lovefrenchisbetter · 1 year ago
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Sarto Linen Jacket
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permanentstyle · 2 years ago
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https://www.permanentstyle.com/2023/05/assisi-bespoke-double-breasted-tweed-review.html
Assisi bespoke double-breasted tweed: Review
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thedaddycomplex · 19 days ago
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I used to think the show West Wing was motivational—a scenario in which our government is staffed by smart, driven people who work hard to better the lives of their fellow citizens. Now, I see it was just a fantasy, no more possible than Game of Thrones or Turbo Teen.
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hesperocyon-lesbian · 2 months ago
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What really gets me about liberals in the US is how fundamentally politically naive they are. They’ve spent decades now handwringing about how they can’t break or even bend the rules to accomplish their goals all while their opponents have flouted those same rules the entire time. The precedent has already been established but they’ll always cling onto their precious process even as it accomplishes nothing over and over
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tsuyalovebot · 1 month ago
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xia yi zhou / caleb x reader.
cw. untitled drabble (>500 words, one sitting — ignore any typos). sexually explicit content, mdni / ageless blogs dni. mc=reader. i'm still writing a long caleb piece, so please be patient with me. (_ _ ||| )
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a part of my brain matter was taken away when i incorporated the position change of doggy -> prone bone in you're a catch 22.
genuinely. i think caleb hitting it from the back is a primal need that scratches the underside of one's brain so well. it's the pent-up nature of it, and the lack of tact that makes it so primal.
but the big, sentimental idiot who's spent the better part of his life craving your existence also loves intercourse in positions where he can see you. that physical connection and proximity is what cements that closeness to you. he grounds himself in the fact that your bodily warmth is proof of this all being real.
this man has you in a lotus position on evenings when he's craving you, his hands on your waist as he's whispering "i love you"s against your neck. more often than not, he has to leave bright and early the next day, so he makes sure to get his fill of you — not that you mind.
missionary is spent having staring contests where you inevitably tap out, hitting at his arms and back when he stifles his laughter against your collarbone because the one time he wins a staring contest is when he's balls deep inside of you.
he will never let you have peace when you're riding him, demanding you to keep those eyes on him otherwise he'll make you finish on your own while he touches himself in front of you.
all in all, this man is versatile.
you're marveling at your flexibility one day, eyeing the arch in your back when you mimic it in the mirror. there was nothing else behind the gesture, simply testing the bounds of your experience. maybe there were some perks to getting folded and kneaded like pretzel dough on the nightly.
so engrossed in your little experiment, you hadn't noticed caleb in the bathroom doorframe watching you, amused. you greet him when he slides into the space behind you, rubbing his tousled hair as he drapes himself over your body.
"mornin' to you too. need some help?"
you shake your head, explain your situation as his arms snake around you, his palms playing with his shirt that you wore. there's a subtle sway to how he hugs you close, his lips comfortably pressed to your hair. his eyes still hazy with slumber that lingers at the crinkled edges, a smile on his mouth.
"told you spending time together has its perks. and, y'know," he starts, mischief creeping into his tone. "we never tried it in front of a mirror before."
he's kissing along your shoulder before you can reply, and his fingers squeeze between your thighs so easily that you can't argue about it being too early either.
versatile — but you will never know peace after the first time he worships you like a deity, all the while pressing you into the sheets to keep you grounded with a mere mortal like him.
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silkendandelion · 4 months ago
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CAN WE STOP LETTING RICH MOTHERFUCKERS LARP AS THINGS THAT SOME PEOPLE ARE ACTUALLY GOOD AT AND WORK FOR
LIKE HOW JAKE PAUL LARPS AS A PROFESSIONAL BOXER
AND ELON MUSK LARPS AS A CEO OF A TECH COMPANY
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glittter-vamp · 3 months ago
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I’m just leaving this here again.
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I left that bruise there
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myrkulitescourge · 11 months ago
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oh to live in a world where astarion had made it all the way through development as a tiefling
(gorg tieflingstarion head by @astarionposting!)
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comraderoscoes · 10 months ago
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lovefrenchisbetter · 1 year ago
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Echizenya
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starscelly · 4 months ago
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whooole nipple out on the bench
ana@dal 11.18.24
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permanentstyle · 2 years ago
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https://wordpress-996520-3726858.cloudwaysapps.com/2023/05/assisi-bespoke-double-breasted-tweed-review.html
Assisi bespoke double-breasted tweed: Review
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yrsonpurpose · 9 months ago
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Mary & George | FYC Panel
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