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vallahaii · 2 months ago
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mmmmwehhhhhh waldo mmmwehhhhhhh I'm not sure why you can't seem to color coordinate your clothes but I'm gonna chalk it up to your brain being soup for an undisclosed amount of time
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We admire your determination. Congratulations!
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sojutrait · 6 months ago
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qian beauty just launched !
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l3viat8an · 3 months ago
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MC:*watching Lucifer and Diavolo dance together at a party* Do you think Lucifer and Diavolo have ever kissed?
Barbatos:*sitting next to MC sipping on a glass of demonus* I know they’ve had intercourse before.
MC: Even I know that. But I’m asking if you think they’ve kissed.
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squinkoblinko · 8 months ago
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Heavy commission I finally finished up!
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imactuallyreallycool · 11 months ago
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What a lovely dream
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But that what it’ll always be. A dream.
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Close ups and stuff lmao
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mahou-goth · 8 months ago
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I've deduced I need to draw Yang pressing Weiss up against the wall in every outfit they've worn.
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chrollogy · 7 months ago
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18+ MDNI; smut, purely self indulgent atsumu drabble bc i found out our mbti aren’t that compatible :( OR atsumu’s way of comforting you, pwp, unprotected s*x, cervix f*cking, creampie. wrote this while sick sorry. divider: cafekitsune.
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── atsumu’s body hovered over your own, strong arms caged your head in between as he looked down at yu with that honeyed gaze you grew to love—a mix of pure lust, and adoration filled his hooded stare, his rosy lips parted to let out faux pained moans, and whimpers in the shape of your name.
atsumu looked past his flaxen strands that slightly covered his caramel eyes, hair unruly from the passionate kissing just mere minutes ago, “made jus’ for me—fuck!” the blonde gasped as he sinfully drew his hips back before languidly pushing his cock inside your sweet, sweet cunt.
a shameless, strangled whine slips past his lips at the feeling of your velvety walls kissing his most intimate part. atsumu reached for your hands, intertwining his with your own, and using them as leverage to fuck slow, and deep thrusts into you. he needed you to feel every inch of his veiny cock—every dip, and curve that had you rolling your eyes to the back of your head; atsumu was one to eagerly thrust into you on most occasions but tonight was different, he wanted to take his sweet time even if it meant pushing himself past his limits.
“see how yer pussy’s takin’ me so well, baby? like its meant ta be—ngh! don’t listen to that stupid website about not being compatible . . ‘m all yours,”
“yours to fuck, yours to love—yours to do whatever the hell y’want if it means makin’ you smile, yeah?”
you moan atsumu’s name, nails digging onto the back of his hand as the tip of his cock hits your cervix, sending a pleasurable bliss all over your sensitive body. atsumu momentarily pauses, his hips wickedly flush against yours, and cock sheathed deep inside your sopping cunt—his face fell to the crook of your neck as you sinfully squeeze around him, the feeling of climax gnawing at both your skins.
atsumu panted into your neck before desperately pushing his hips further into you, the bulbous tip of his cock prodded at your sweet spot, his balls snug against your ass,
“mhm—yeah jus’ like that, my darling. wrapped around me so good . . ya wanna know why—haah! because we’re made for each other, and no one can prove otherwise.”
lips parting into an ‘o’ shape, you let out a silent moan at how deep atsumu was—tears of pleasure prickled your eyes as he shallowly rocked his hips back, and forth, back, and forth, repeatedly kissing your sensitive core. you could feel him in your throat, and chest where your love for him resided. atsumu places a chaste kiss on the tip of your nose as though he wasn’t balls deep right this very moment, as though his abdomen wasn’t shaking from holding back his impending orgasm, as though you weren’t completely cock-drunk.
for the first time that night, a string of coherent words left your lips, “cumming—fuck! i’m cumming, tsumu!” with furrowed brows, and face contorted in ecstasy, you met atsumu’s gaze who only returned a simple nod before a his hand snaked down, down, down to your clit to rub fast, tight circles,
“cum for me, baby.” atsumu gasped against your parted lips. and you did—completely letting go beneath him, your body shivered in pleasure as you melted onto the sheets below; brain completely turned into mush, and incoherent string of babbles poured from your swollen lips. atsumu didn’t take long to cum, letting out a pained moan before sealing his lips with your own in an open-mouthed kiss while he painted your walls white—cock twitching inside you.
tears lined his eyes from the dizzying pleasure but he couldn’t care less because only you could make him feel this way. no one else.
affiliated with @houseofsolisoccasum !
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inlovewithaspiderguy · 1 month ago
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For this New Year my resolutions are to be:
Fitter happier
More productive
Comfortable
Not drinking too much
Regular exercise at the gym (3 days a week)
Getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries
At ease
Eating well (no more microwave dinners and saturated fats)
A patient, better driver
A safer car (baby smiling in back seat)
Sleeping well (no bad dreams)
No paranoia
Careful to all animals (never washing spiders down the plughole)
Keep in contact with old friends (enjoy a drink now and then)
Will frequently check credit at (moral) bank (hole in the wall)
Favours for favours
Fond but not in love
Charity standing orders
On Sundays ring road supermarket
(No killing moths or putting boiling water on the ants)
Car wash (also on Sundays)
No longer afraid of the dark or midday shadows
Nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate
Nothing so childish
At a better pace
Slower and more calculated
No chance of escape
Now self-employed
Concerned (but powerless)
An empowered and informed member of society (pragmatism not idealism)
Will not cry in public
Less chance of illness
Tyres that grip in the wet (shot of baby strapped in back seat)
A good memory
Still cries at a good film
Still kisses with saliva
No longer empty and frantic
Like a cat
Tied to a stick
That's driven into
Frozen winter shit (the ability to laugh at weakness)
Calm
Fitter, healthier and more productive
A pig
In a cage
On antibiotics
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arcanegifs · 3 months ago
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VIOLETS/WISTERIA IN THE BACKGROUND OH CAITLYN........................
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martyryo · 5 months ago
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Art request for just Marla and Tyler loving the narrator?? anyway you want 👍
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Them showing love in their different ways 🧡
I loved this one, thanks sm for requesting!!!!! :3
closeups🤭
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dailyastarionpics · 1 year ago
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vallahaii · 2 months ago
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made a disgusting throat noise when i saw his wedding outfit so thats nice I guess
guy who goes from total nonsense to eloquent knight-speak what if I died (still a bit of nonsense sometimes but his brain is a little fried)
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sugarbcnes · 1 year ago
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SINTOBER
★ NOW SHOWING SAVE YOUR TEARS !
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☆ starring ellie williams ( cameo by abby anderson )
☆ contains ! DACRYPHILIA ! taboo + dark (ish) content. crying kink. face fucking. ! FREE USE ! “trading”. slight bondage. all acts are consensual. lower case intended and femme afab reader. MDNI — BRAINROT
“you care about your friends right?”
you hum in agreement and nod as you looked up at your brawny girlfriend through dark lashes, tear drops collecting on the tips.
“you like to help your friends when they’re feeling down, yeah?”.
you nod again.
“ellie’s your friend, isn’t she?”.
a soft whine elicits from your throat as you play with your hands.
you nod.
yes. ellie was your friend. ellie had always been such a good friend to you. holding doors open for you, taking care of you at parties, giving you free weed.
abby smiled, a hand passing over your head as she placed a kiss in its trail.
she was also a good friend of abby’s and abby loved to help her friends out when they were feeling down. ellie being no exception.
“good girl. now,” she turned you towards ellie, who stood in your front doorway, “you know what you have to do.”
the trade off had only happened once before.
as abby and ellie blew off some steam over some smoke together, abby made ellie an offer she couldn’t turn down.
“so done deal? you get to use my girlfriend to ‘blow off steam’ or whatever the hell you said and i get discounted weed?”.
ellie hesitated, pondering for a moment before she put out her cigarette in the ashtray.
“deal.”
“come on, baby,” she gripped your head tightly in her hands as she fucks your throat with her cock.
the pearly cum of her previous couple of releases was smeared all over her thighs as well as your chin and the corners of your mouth.
you stare up at her from the floor, your knees bruised from ellie pushing you down and being knelt for so long. she had your hands bound behind your back tightly with black leather cuffs, having full control over your movement.
“you can go deeper than that baby, come on,” she grunts.
you shake your head and bounce on your feet as if to say ‘no’.
“i’m not seeing any tears, pretty girl,” annoyance laces her tone as she cocks an eyebrow, “that obviously means i haven’t gone deep enough then, yeah?”.
she let out a soft moan in satisfaction as she hears the gags that leave your throat as she bullies it with her strap.
it’s such a pretty sight.
your nose presses to her pelvis, make-up running down your face in streams, lip gloss smeared with her cum and your drool.
her tattooed hand cups your cheek softly, thumbs brushing at the delicate skin under your eyes. she feigns sympathy and you begin to cry as her eyes darken. you know that look.
“that’s better,” she rasps, “good girl. keep going like that and maybe i’ll let you cum next.”
you were in for a long night.
𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔𝖇𝖊𝖗 @ 𝖘𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖑𝖘 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 [ do not: i. copy, repost, translate or modify my work. ii. copy or steal my themes ]
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weirdly-specific-but-ok · 11 months ago
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if you ever feel confused with your identity and labels just remember that the genre of Good Omens Season 2 is "comedy" and you'll feel better instantly
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fern-writes-whump · 2 years ago
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Caretaker raises their voice without thinking and whumpee immediately shuts down.
In a second they're on their knees staring off at nothing. Perfectly still. Perfectly quiet. Terrified.
It takes a few seconds for caretaker to react. As soon as they realize what is happening though, they're right there on the ground next to whumpee. They don't know if touching them will make it worse so they just hover.
They aoplogize, call whumpee's name, ask what can they do. Say they didn't mean to shout. Say they don't want to hurt them.
Whumpee nods, still not looking at them. They whisper that they know. They know it's for their own good. Caretaker only wants them to be better.
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sulieykte · 2 years ago
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favourite actor meme: [1/2] co-stars -> zoe saldaña
"listen to him: 'i talked to her, wooed her. i'm the one who's the chatty cathy. but it's true— he would talk, and I had no idea what he was saying. the australian accent was unfamiliar to me. and he spoke really fast."
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