#i kiss you in the mouth

[strnrdvr]

Now i think i definetly should explain you, who is "luber" and what does it mean

Actually i will use other spelling, cause "luber" is kinda incorrect. It's not from lube, it's from name of town near Moscow (Russia's capital) , Lyubertsy.

Lyuber (любер) is member of "subculture" (idk if it's correct to call them so) of youth in Lyubertsy. That subculture was against any nonformal people like punks, hippies, metalheads and so on, was sport-based, so lyubers all were well-trained, but that power was used against other people. Actually, at one time they became patriotic and antifashist, so police started to like them (cops didn't like nonformal people too, as they do in Russia nowadays). Seems preety ok? Maybe. But it became worse. In the middle of 80s they mostly turned out as just violently minded people, not just from Lyubertsy, but from other towns around Moscow, without any ideology, just violence. Even cops started to hate them. They were gone with rise of mafia in Russia and just turned into a stereotipe about people from Lyubertsy (like they all are violent, crazy nationalistic patriots, who hates Moscow sitizens)

So. About Любэ part. Lyubers are not word for Lyube fans, as you can see. They have nothing in common exept.... yes. Lyubertsy. Singer (maybe other members too - i don't was to search it) of this band is from this town, they even have song called after it. And they was not supposed to be nationalistic, but if you're patriotic rock band in Russia.... you'll have nationalistic kind of meaning of this word. And they was (is??? i don't want to search!!!!) one of president Putin favorite bands. So yes.

That's definetly funny how person, who reblogged op with this tags, came to right meaning but in strange way.

Don't mind me knowing so much about that shit. I'm against russian goverment, i'm in gay relationship (that's illegal there - "LGBT community" is banned). My bf is from Lyubertsy, was NOT part of lyubers, just was raised near these people and know about them much.

Thanks!!!

And of course, op

Punk and “luber” in photo studio. Moscow. 1987. Misha Buster collection

[iheartsteve0704]

yeah I’ll never get over no agathario backstory but also the fact that Nicky has Agatha’s eyes and hair and Rio’s entire face??

Rio Vidal, YOU are the father!

[infraredss]

never gonna argue with an butch lesbian. whatever u say handsome. wanna make out

[pokimoko]

I can't keep being fundamentally changed as a person by animated movies, it's just not sustainable.

[malinaa]

if i think about the hunger games in peeta's perspective i WILL start sobbing

[elegantdork]

" b..but their proportions are..off " SHUT THE FUCK UP!!! SHUT THE FUCK UP!!! THEY ARE LEARNING!!! THEY ARE PEOPLE!!! NOT EVERYTHING THEY DO IS GONNA BE PERFECT!! THEY DESERVE TO SHARE THEIR ART AND RECEIVE AS MUCH AS LOVE AS A BIG, " PERFECT " ARTIST!!! KEEP POSTING YOUR ART!!! MAKE THE CRITICS ANGRY!!! THEY ARE JUST PATHETIC CREATURES!! TRYING TO EATTT AWAY AT YOUR CONFIDENCE TO GROW!!! I'M GONNA TEAR MULTIPLE TREES OUT OF THE GROUND RIGHT NOW !! LISTEN TO ME, YOUR ART MAY NOT BE WHERE YOU WANT IT TO BE, BUT QUITING WON'T IMPROVE IT! I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOUR ART, AND CRITICS ARE LITTLE THINGS THAT LIVE IN LIGHTSWITCHES!! AND NEWSFLASH, NOT EVERYONE IS LOOKING FOR ACCURATE PROPORTIONS AND TO IMPROVE. III PERSONALLY AM ATTEMPTING TO IMPROVE BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN EVERYONE ELSE IS!!!

[thelostmoongazer]

Lose your head

[lazylittledragon]

so how about that durge

[recny]

one thing about lestat is that he will never miss an opportunity to caress louis' little chin dimple 🫡

[shotmrmiller]

in which johnny gifts the love of his life a sex toy outta nowhere

when you mumble into the phone that you miss him, johnny, he pauses for a second, then tells you he's going to bring you a gift back home. "to keep ye company, hen." after, he locks himself in a bathroom stall and watches you play with yourself until you both come.

but you'd thought he'd bring you a pet. a live animal that needs a cage to be brought across the world, not a long, slim unmarked box.

it's a sex toy. and it's rather large, at that. your hand wraps around the base, fingertips still a good inch apart.

"and i'm supposed to be using that?" his arms wrap around your waist, his thick stubble grazing the sensitive skin of your neck, raising goose flesh.

"don't like it? only had ye in mind, hen." he presses a wet kiss on your fluttering pulse. you've never really talked about toys in your relationship. you don't need them, of course, and johnny more than makes up for the time lost between you two whenever he's home but this?

"i don't know," you mumble. "a bullet would've made more sense, i think. at most a rose." his hands run up your sides, to the swell of your breasts and give you a gentle squeeze. he doesn't believe the tripe of people valuing size over all else, does he? the thing is easily as thick as your forearm and it's corded with veins. and it's uncut. whoever is making these are going to extreme lengths to make it as realistic as possible.

he bucks his hips, prominent bulge in his jeans coming to rest in the small of your back. of course he'd get excited. menace.

"ye willnae have t'use it alone now tha' i'm here. 'sides, i think ye'd look perfect with my pretty kitty stretched thin around it." johnny grabs your hips firmly, creating small divots as his grip tightens. "maybe i'll watch ye fuck yerself on it, hm? lap at yer clit while ye do." liquid heat pools in your belly, pulsing hot between your legs.

he really wants you to use it, given by his ragged breathing and he rutting himself against you. fine. "okay. just, not right now, yeah? i want only you in me." his eyes burn fluorescent as he nods, his large hand cradling your head as he pulls you in for a kiss.

you missed this. the sweet sting of his cock sliding home in your aching cunt, the sharp pinch below your navel when his tip comes to sit snugly against the plug of your womb. you've missed this. missed him.

maybe he'll forget all about that monstrosity sitting in the box.

-

he doesn't. he's bringing it up hours later, his spend still dripping warm on your thighs. johnny cannot be serious.

"course i am, hen." his fingers sweep at the hair stuck to your sweat-slick forehead. "is it a crime to want to see ye split open on some- something else?"

you think nothing of his stutter. "alright," you groan. if that's what he wants. it'll be interesting to see just how much you can take. you'll never tell him that your pussy clenched around nothing at the thought, his cum trickling out faster, pooling on the sheets.

-

it's not warm. the tip of it presses against your swollen entrance, cold in contrast to your heated flesh. johnny watches you swallow a gasp, your trembling hands reaching for his as you slide down an inch, two, three. johnny's cum is wonderful lube, but the searing burn- the size of toy is overwhelming, your walls being wrenched apart as you glide down further. johnny presses a prickly kiss on your cheek, cooing in your ear all the while his clever fingers draw gentle circles on your clit. "focus on breathin', bonnie. yer tensin' up."

desire begins to bubble beneath your skin, pleasure causing your muscles to warm and slacken, and after a long couple of minutes, you find yourself at the base.

but then johnny grabs your hips from behind and pulls- oh. "that's it." if you'd thought the toy had originally been in your stomach, it's now in your throat. "pretty as a peach, hen. jus' wha' i wanted to see." a shiver dances up your spine, notches trembling as you get used to the unforgiving stretch of the toy. his breath warms the side of your neck. "on yer go."

you come around it no less than three times, leaving it milky and johnny cleans it up with his mouth before he cleans you up.

-

the girth of it is something you'll never get used to but it does get easier. when johnny goes back to work, he tells you that all he asks for are videos of you using it. for his collection, he greedily says.

you send him as many as you can, no matter the hours. just a quick nsfw text before getting his thumbs up and away it goes. it's incredibly fun. the relationship hadn't been dull by any means, but this just feels invigorating. you feel rejuvenated. that johnny is your biggest cheerleader while using it is such a bonus.

you oughta marry him. maybe you'll elope the next time he's home. but when the next time comes, johnny calls you instead of messaging you the usual be home soon text.

and it sends you reeling.

bonnie. the toy treat ye well while i was gone?

no better than you could me, but yeah. i'm still sore from using it in the last video i sent you.

that's great. if ye like the toy then ye'll love the real thing, i ken. we'll be there in 10.

[rendevok]

“Take my hand” pages 16-18

1 -> 3 - day 4 - swap

[mistysgardenn]

feeling very normal about them

[jaybirdscoffee]

a batshit fucking thing to caption your promotional content with, transformers one official account.

[bittsandpieces]

I don't have a caption for this one tbh

[sabertoothwalrus]

go read @buggachat's genderfluid adrien fic right now. or else

[bertoyana]

You've never looked more beautiful, darling.

X-Men: First Class (2011) Dir. Matthew Vaughn