#my loves 🌸
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soft-likethesunset · 3 months ago
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joy doesn't always last forever. BUT neither does pain!!! laughter will fade eventually. BUT so will tears!!! ughhh there is so much love inside me and i am happy to simply be!!!!
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soft-likethesunset · 3 months ago
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HAHAHA I WIN GUYS ORANGE MADE JESS THINK OF ME
(seriously, babes, i love you so much wtf)
everyone hates orange until they actually see her in context. "oh it's such an ugly color, too bright!" look at sunsets and autumn, look at campfires and deserts. she's the most beautiful and special part of the scene. now apologize.
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roastedoatmilk · 10 months ago
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idk what kinda face this counts as but he’s always so cutie patootie when he does it
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soft-likethesunset · 5 months ago
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i heard he lives down a river somewhere!
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this blog proudly supports palestine!
NINA🌺 fifteen! aussie. ENFP-T , october libra , apollo's loudest daughter , green lightsaber padawan , the most hufflepuff-y gryffindor. worlds best (clumsiest) surfer. not a single nonchalant bone in my body. literally james potter, amy march and donna sheridan they're just like me fr! professional yapper, a hopeful romantic, a summer, music, art and animal lover. i talk in capital letters a lot (LIFE IS MORE FUN WHEN YOU'RE YELLING)
inactive for now xx
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journal blog @diary-of-a-hopefulromantic
engaged to the beautiful @hxress23 <333
with six cars and a grizzly be-e-ear!
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fleeting-starshower · 1 year ago
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Picrew Tag Game!
I was tagged by @odeblr to cattify myself using this picrew! Thank you so much, Ezra :)
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The blue spots represent the streaks of blue I currently have in my hair! The glasses on my cat self are almost identical to my real ones, so I couldn't not use them :)
I will tag @jongside, @faceglitchsworld, @solaysa, @snoos-tattoos, @seohosincerely, @toxicrevolver, @luvrli, @shadow-of-tea-and-tea, @littlebookworm69, @asoulsreverie and @chronosik only if you want! As always, if you see this and would like to do it too, feel more than welcome!
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cupcek · 12 days ago
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👂🏻ུ⃛ *˚⁺ Kiss, kiss fall in love ! ⁎ ゚𑁍 🍮 ‎ུ⃨ ॢ‾͈̑๑
⋰˚εεεεε (><*)ノ バレンタインデー 𓉸ྀི 🌺 ✟
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⠳⣄⣀⣠⠞✿͙⢷♪ㅤㅤ⠳⣄⣀⣠⠞✿͙⢷♪ bla bla bláㅤㅤ⠳⣄⣀⣠⠞✿͙⢷
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clj-art-blog · 2 months ago
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DFQC (Yuezun Daren), XLH (Goddess Xiyun), SQ (just sweet puppy Shangque as always) and very insignificant YZ Fanfiction from @bellesdiaries
"Repatriation"
For the @lbfad-minibang
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soft-likethesunset · 2 months ago
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AND THAT'S NOT RIDICULOUS SLEEP IS COOL GUYS
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jesuistrestriste · 1 month ago
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Cowgirl reader x art when
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𐚁 ✮⋆˙ needy!art donaldson x cowgirl NSFW 18+
art doesn’t even know why he agreed to go with patrick down south for an impromptu boys trip.
it’s stickier down there; the humidity so high that the air is practically drinkable.
the heat suffocated him and climbed down his throat the second he got off the plane, and patrick had unsurprisingly laughed at him when he developed sweat stains on his tee shirt after only ten minutes in the uber to their hotel. it wasn’t his fault, he just never handled high temperatures well.
he blamed the desert, or whatever hellish fire-breathing beast was desecrating this part of the country with such unimaginable warmth. he could hardly think straight with the way his clothing clung to his heat-prickled skin.
he regretted going on the trip from the moment they touched down at the airport. he wished he had stayed back home, then at least he could get some time on the courts. but no.
and so he ruminated on the idea that he shouldn’t have come.
that is, until he and pat went out to a bar that first night.
patrick had already gotten drunk in the first twenty-five minutes and was feeling up a stranger, staggering with them off into a booth buried at the back of the establishment to get handsy. art’s eyes had rolled so far back that he was sure the earth had almost tipped with them.
he leaned over the busy bar, sipping his underwhelming tequila soda until he felt someone different slip into the space next to him.
a woman.
a pretty—no, sexy one at that.
glossy lips, a loose tee shirt that hung off of one shoulder (pink bra strap on display), dark flare jeans that hugged her in all the right places, brown leather boots, and a cowboy hat.
she couldn’t look more typically southern. but fuck, she was hot.
she turns her head and smiles up at him, her hat tilting up with her neck’s movement to expose more of her face.
“hey,” she hums, her eyes scanning him up and down before he can even speak, “… you’re not from here, are you?”
her voice is warm and silky, like dark chocolate. it floods his brain and immediately dilutes his thoughts into incoherent ramblings.
god, why hasn’t he said anything?
say something, damn it!
“ha..! no, no.. not from here,” art chuckles out nervously after a brief clearing of his throat.
she just smirks. putting her pearly whites on display for everyone to see. or maybe just for him..?
“yeah, i could tell by the way you’re dressed.”
was.. was that an insult?
is he supposed to laugh?
shit, she smells like the most delicious—
the thoughts in his brain are cut off abruptly when he feels her hand on his chest, dragging down.
oh fuck.
“relax, city boy,” she purrs with an intoxicating drawl, her free hand taking the hat off of her own head and placing it on top of his blonde curls, “i didn’t mean to get y’all worked up.. i’ll buy you a drink, hm?”
“i.. uh, i mean— okay, yeah, uhm, sure. i’ll take a drink..”
an hour comes and goes, and then art somehow winds up in the back of the girl’s car; parked on the outskirts of the small gravel lot.
it’s a shiny, cherry-red convertible. fuzzy dice hanging from the rearview mirror. a picture of a well-groomed black horse tucked into the driver seat’s personal mirror (which she flipped up once the two of them were taking off their clothes).
patrick was still somewhere in the bar, preoccupied, so art felt less guilty about letting this woman drag him out the backdoor towards her vehicle. all it had taken was one sloppy kiss, and then he was willingly trailing behind her like a sick dog.
art can hardly process that now they’re completely naked; his flushed back sticking to her leather seats as she sinks down on his cock. a shuddering groan is pulled forcefully from his chest, spilling out in the next instant. he feels his balls draw up once, twice, three times in response to the feeling of her tight cunt gripping around him, and he swears he could almost come right then and there. she’s like a fucking goddess.
“can you handle me?” she smirks down to him, starting to rock her hips rhythmically like she’s riding a mechanical bull, “i wanna hear an answer, darlin’…”
“can’t—“
ugh, he’s choking on his words. shaking hands holding her waist with the desperation of a guy who hasn’t gotten laid in over a year. he’s allowed to be a bit pathetic.
“can’t?” she repeats, bouncing now on his slicked-up shaft, her nails running down his tensing abdomen and leaving red stripes in their wake.
he shakes his head, a loud whimper and gasp following suit. his thighs are starting to tremble. toes already started curling thirty seconds ago.
“can’t— can’t last, not gonna last—“
the woman just laughs lowly and rolls her pelvis in slow circles. art’s body vaults up in response, pushing against her weight on top of him as he feels a blurt of precome erupt from his tip and surround him in the condom— daring him to disappoint her and let it all go before he gets the go-ahead.
“ohh… aah— you really aren’t from around here, are you? poor lil’ thing…”
he doesn’t know why that statement from her makes his gut stir with pre-orgasmic convulsions. he’s trying to meet her movements with his own thrusts, but he’s losing stamina fast. every buck of his body into her pussy sends a sharp bolt of pleasure right up his spine. he’s sweating almost as much now as he was when he first arrived. probably moreso, if he’s honest.
and shit, he can’t be anything but honest at this point.
she’s making him forget everything he ever disliked about this part of the country.
she’s making him feel like her pussy could solve all of his problems.
she’s making him feel like… like… like—
“oh, god—!” he hiccups, squeezing into her torso, head tipped back and biceps curling as he tries to tug her down closer, “i’m sorry, i can’t hold it— i’m gonna come, can’t— can’t stop-!”
she giggles, and then there’s the voice again. warm, smooth, low. dripping right into the crook of his neck.
“alright, city boy,” she whispers, “come then.”
and that’s all it takes.
art’s eyes squeeze shut, his jaw slacks, and he lets out the most desperate strangled cry as he feels the scorching waves of pleasure consume him from all sides. he feels his cock kick against her palpating walls, pulses of his sticky white release webbing on the inside of the latex.
he’s practically vibrating by the time the aftershocks roll around, his baby blues looking up dazedly to the smiling woman still connected to him. her hands cup his flushed cheeks, her thumbs wiping beaded sweat from his temples and his forehead.
“there ya go… thaaat’s it, darlin’… let it all out…”
art sucks his bottom lip between his teeth and whimpers as he feels his dick stir inside of her, threatening to shoot again just from her words.
“haah… ha-aahngh… hnngh,” he quakes, gasping for air and trying to calm himself down, “h-how did… ngh— how did y-you do that t-to me..?”
trying not to sound so utterly wrecked is easier said than done, he’s realizing that now. he really can’t prevent it- he’s nothing more than a limp mess underneath her perfect form.
he winces and hisses softly with sensitivity when she torturously rocks just once more over his spent parts.
“oh, honey,” she laughs, “we just do it different down here.”
… god, he loves the south.
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robo-milky · 4 months ago
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Wanted to base the masquerade fit on Anthony Warlow’s version- looking closely, I just love the two bows on the shoulders??? Idk what it is but I love outfits that are huge and accentuate the silhouette- like it screams power-
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eeniiart · 7 months ago
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🚨🌸🫖🚨
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soft-likethesunset · 3 months ago
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JESS I LOVE YOU IN A WAY THAT IS UNDESCRIBABLE
we exist for love btw
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rainyraisin · 1 month ago
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Little doodle of Sonic and Maddie :3 THATS HIS MOM YALLLLL‼️‼️‼️‼️
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soft-likethesunset · 3 months ago
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Are you from australia perchance
I AM INDEED FROM AUSTRALIA PERCHANCE
it's like 10 pm over here i'm going through all my clothes to get ready for summerrrr
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soft-likethesunset · 4 months ago
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SANJANA AT IT AGAIN MAKING ME CRY I LOVE YOU BABES
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genuinely save me
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estellardreams · 3 months ago
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Wanted to draw a bunch of AUs together so here you go! :p
Eclipsed King Wukong @enka-antix
Shadowpeach Bio-Parents MK @kyri45
Time Travel Red Son @purble-turble
The Bearers of Unity Mei @tbouau
Cursed Macaque @winterpower98
Lovingly Led to Ruin Wukong and Macaque @artepti
Lady Bone Demon (Obviously)
Charcoal Bone King Red by me (and also og Demon King Red by purble-turble)
And Posession MK by @kitkat1003
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