#kalie

[magician-hero]

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[kalicocal]

it must've been like a punch to the gut when ekko saw powder from this:

to this:

[a-dream-seeking-light]

kiko mizuhara for kiiks by michael bailey gates

[wh0-is-lily]

Kali Uchis paying homage to Diana Ross with flowers in her hair

[kalidels]

gale, and the iconic girlfailure that is ophelia 🔮✨

(special sketch page comm for the lovely @/alikous on twitter!)

[cognitivejustice]

According to Ron Finley, growing regenerative gardens and nurturing soil can transform the world. A  former fashion designer turned urban gardener, he is turning unused spaces in Los Angeles into abundant greens to feed, nurture, educate, and build communities.

After realizing that his South Los Angeles neighborhood had an abundance of accessible liquor stores, but purchasing organic produce required a 10-mile walk, he decided to become a “gangsta.” In Finley's perspective, a true gangsta is “having knowledge of how systems work and being able to support yourself.”

Today, Ron Finley's influence extends globally. He has facilitated the creation of numerous community gardens in empty lots around Los Angeles, becoming a prominent voice in the guerilla gardening movement. His efforts include international travel to inspire others, and he teaches a MasterClass on gardening while appearing in documentaries about urban farming, such as Urban Fruit and Can You Dig This.

[killakalx]

18+ content, not much going on unfortunately because this is a wip, poorly proofread & not edited as always

your second orgasm hits as another bruise blooms along your neck, cunt tightening around thick fingers knuckles deep inside of you. jason hums against your soft skin and a free hand of his finds refuge around your chest, pulling another gasp from between your lips. the rough palm of his hand rests directly on your clit each time his fingers curl and your hips squirm underneath his hold while you cling to him beside you and whine.

jason’s proven that he could spend a long time getting you ready for a good fuck, working you open for his cock by making you cum at least twice. when given ample time, he’ll have you throbbing around his fingers like it’s the real thing, pussy all puffy and sensitive before he even gets his dick out.

through shallow breaths, you start, “jason- I can…” a pinch at your nipple makes you pause, “I can take it, I promise.” still, his expression remains focused on the way your pussy clenches and leaks around the base of his fingers, biting at your collarbone and groaning at the sight like he’s getting off on that alone. once you twitch from the stimulation, jason slows his fingers out of courtesy for a moment, still reaching deep and nudging that sweet spot over and over.

the second time you call his name it’s meant to sound more authoritative, or at least sound stern enough for him to take a hint. your thighs drift together to hide yourself despite his hand not budging, still trembling each time he sends pleasure up your spine. much to your dismay, though, he quickly picks up on the overstimulation and repositions himself.

“fold em’ up higher,” jason orders while placing himself directly between your thighs, hand gliding up the back of them to keep your pussy exposed. you fix your lips to scold him but the two digits buried inside of you resume their pace, curling deeper each time they disappear between your folds and drawing cute whimpers of his name from your throat.

“you’re tense,” your boyfriend teases, “I made you cum twice and you still can’t relax for me?” your scoff turns into a mewl in response as the stretch in your thigh begins to burn, and you move so you’re no longer resting on your elbows in an attempt to lessen the slight pain.

jason’s free hand finds it’s way right back to your chest once you lay back, kneading the soft mound and wrapping thirsty lips around the other as your hand creeps along the nape of his neck. your legs are folded over his shoulders now, pressed against your lower tummy and practically wedged open by his wide frame while your movement becomes more and more compromised. your hips manage to role in time with his thrusts, even though you’re firmly suggesting that there’s no point. all jason does is hum, acknowledging your gentle redirection without budging.

your breath hitches with impatience. savoring the moment becomes easier said than done after going so long without him inside of you, stretching and filling you to the brim like his own fucktoy, yet jason insists on handling you with care for now. I have to, princess, he’s emphasized, be good f’me and you’ll get what you want so bad. but by now, you’re convinced he was bluffing, just making something up as an excuse to torture you with this ache for his cock.

[minkflow]

[magician-hero]

rookie killer

[lvrdsaiyan]

[discommunicator]

Reprise on the Slumber Witch & the Dream Witch

They're one person in an unending coma split into two people coexisting with opposite power and ego; the sleepwalking body and the lucid dreaming mind/geist

The body can either stimulate or 'shut down' others' body while the mind can extract, read and even meddle with others' memories as if editing scripts

They both have the memory of when they were a single person, but since the moment of division they're living and learning by each their own

What if the body eventually awakens? Who knows, that's the problem they've been trying to figure out

[kalicocal]

ONE FUCKING BREAK. CAN THEY NOT GET A GODDAMN SECOND TO FUCKING BREATHE?!?!?!

[acis-arts]

An older drawing that I finally finished + some doodles :3

[madeline-kahn]

Music in Film: A Nonsense Christmas with Sabrina Carpenter (2024) dir. Sam Wrench

[kalidels]

it's the regency era. before you are three baldur's gate bachelors. which one would you dance with at the ball? 😳🌹

(i wanted to take a break from comms but went out of my mind. as you can see. also i might do a version w the girls if ppl wanna see it :3)