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[mikeshouts]

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[kkatastrophic]

DR Chart based on how much I think about them:

save me I think about Leon and Sayaka and Korekiyo sososo much save me aughwefsregerg

I think about kiyotaka and Mukuro and Oumo almost every day man-

[sleepykichii33]

oumotao..... oou... oumo.... pumotoa.... oumota.. . guys i love oumomtoao..... ouomto,,.f.e..e...

[theankoletimes]

Two Found Dead in Alebtong District, Police Investigate

The territorial police in Alebtong District have opened an investigation into the sudden deaths of two people: Adiyo Anna, a 46-year-old woman, and Ojobi Abel, a 51-year-old man, who was found unconscious. The incident occurred on November 4th, 2024, at an unspecified time in Oumo Village, Awori Parish, Abako Sub-County, Alebtong District. The matter was reported to the police around 09:00 hours…

[bob2it]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Pronto Uomo Split Top Thick Oil Tanned Leather Dress Oxfords Derby Men's 11.5 M.

[georban]

[whiterudeleo]

Hello everybody

[djpurple3]

i have to do this essay thing where i have to choose a scene/song from an opera and talk about which is like yea that’s fine

but okay okay I chose this fantastic aria called ‘Nessun Dorma’ it’s one of the most famous ones but it’s beautiful

and like Thomas is a baritone isnt he. this is the only time thomas’ baritone status makes me sad because i want to hear him sing this but it goes all the way up to the tippy top of the tenor range (which is like,, very high for a guy)

but Nessun Dorma is SUCH!!! a Roman!!! song!!!!

and and like i could ramble about this aria in particular i know i could  (here’s the page on wikipedia the free online encyclopedia that anyone can edit in case u want the translated lyrics or just to read idk)

but like it’s so triumphant? that’s like the point of this an aria is sort of the opera version of a soliloquy on stage, and he’s musing over how he will definitely have won the princess’ hand (Turandot has an... interesting plot alright) and like i want some GOOD ROMAN VIBES yall

even if he’s not a tenor,,,,,,,, Roman can have a little opera. as a treat.

[deepnest-is-peaceful]

don't mind me just OC making..

[thicclaurance]

Today at my college we had this drill on what to do during bomb threats and shit. My professor legit just closed the door and told us to keep drawing while my friend’s professor played pumped up kicks.

[dreamyjoons]

hello, sending in a request for third weekend: oc being a switch in bed and having joon on his hand and knees while she milks him away giving the best orgasm ever for which he didn’t agree at first. oooh lotsa nicknames from joon to oc pls if possible 🥺

thank you so much 😭😭😭😭 I love all your works i can’t wait for this week tho 🧨🔥🤯

Oooh lawd 👀 i like where your mind is at my friend 🥰 thank you very much! I think i knew what you were going for and i tried hahah, i hope you enjoy this. also god this gif ends me... oui sir, oui

W: 1.5k (eep babyyyy!)

18+: swearing, oral, handjobs. Consentual fun times!

“That’s it, little bird. Give it all to me.”

Namjoon presses a harder kiss to the inside of your thighs as he pumps his fingers inside of you.

You lay in your bed with his head between your legs as he fingers you higher and higher until you’re seeing stars.

His lips move back to your clit, rolling the sensitive bud under his tongue. Soon you’re bucking your hips into his face, his fingers curling inside of you.

“Joonie, Joonie please...”

You slam your head back into the mattress, unable to keep your eyes on him any longer.

“Use your words, love. Tell me.”

“Wanna cum... please?” You whimper. You feel him laugh against you, the vibrations adding to the overwhelming sensation.

“Cum, then.”

You didn’t need to be told twice.

With a few final pumps you cum, fingers and toes curling into whatever you can get hold of as Namjoon works your through your high.

He keeps his tongue pressed to you until you start twitching, the overstimulation making you whine. With a few final kisses and a kitten lick for good measure, Namjoon playfully slaps your thigh and crawls up to peck your lips.

“You like being my good little sub sometimes, right? You can admit it.”

You laugh at him, slapping him in the chest and rolling your eyes. He grins down at you, dimple popping in his cheek as his dark eyes meet yours.

“It’s definitely not the worst thing in the world. But i like being able to take back control too. My turn.”

You place your hand on his shoulder and with a gentle shove he falls back onto the bed beside you. You catch the shock on his face as he falls, the power of manoeuvring the big man already going to your head.

“It’s my turn to make you feel good. Come here.”

“Y/N, you don’t have to, love.”

“I know, I want to.”

A soft smile crosses his features, those dimplee you so love popping out at you.

“Crawl to me.” You smirk, heart fluttering with how soft he looks.

He looks slightly perplexed but does as he’s told, moving towards you across the bed before pressing his lips to yours.

You let your fingers trail across his shoulders before heading down his back, tracing the muscle definition and the dips in his skin.

He shivers at your touch making you smirk into the kiss. You pull away, excitement thrumming in you.

M

“Stay like that. You’re in a perfect position for me to reach you.”

“I- what?”

You shuffle to his side, once again drifting your fingers across his skin. Gently flowing them down his ribs and across his hipbone before stopping just above his already half-hard shaft.

Letting your fingernails ever so softly drag across the top of where he wait for you, you put your hand on his chin and turn him back to you.

“Are you gonna be good for me now, Joonie?” You ask, running a knuckle down his shaft so lightly that it barely touches him.

He gasps at the sparing contact, his eyelids slamming shut.

“You remember our safeword, yes?”

“Bonsai.”

“Good.”

“But this is not how Isaw myself getting off. On all fours being milked like a cow.”

“Don’t knock it babe, you never know.” You wink at him before lowering your lips to his back, kissing your way up his spine.

His rebuttal is lost to the aether as he arches into your kisses, and you keep them coming as you wait for him to finally relax.

Once he’s putty in your hands, you move to take hold of his cock, gentle and featherlight as you begin to get a feel for him at this angle.

His breathing stops as you touch him, the drag of your fingers agonisingly slow. You take your hand off his and he groans.

“Spit.” You hold your hand out in front of his mouth, expectant eyebrows raised.

Namjoon stammers before complying, and can only splutter when you spit too before moving your hand back to his length.

Starting at his base you take a good grip and run your hand down his cock firmly, slick coating him. Satisfied, you begin the real work.

You begin to put a twist in your pumps of him. Still laboriously slow and teasing, but with just enough edge to get him breathless.

With his entire focus locked into your hand, you start the kisses again, dotting them up his back. Every now and then you’d give him a little bite, just to keep him grounded and not solely focused on his pleasure.

Namjoon practically purrs, letting you take your time to see what works best.

Soon enough though, he starts to get more needy, letting his hips rock slightly into your hand as you begin to rub him a little faster.

“Am I going fast enough for you there, Joonie?”

“No love, you know you’re not!”

“That’s no way to talk to the woman with your cock in her hand, is it?”

“Please Y/N, baby, please go faster.”

There was no denying that kind of request from Namjoon. Especially when he peppers so many pet names into his breathy moans. It’s how you know you've got him where you want him.

Sucking bruising marks into his skin you oumo him faster, putting more of a twist on your wrist as you reach his tip. You flicked his precum off his tip and stroked it back down his length, his arousal plain to see and hear.

It doesn’t take long before he’s fully worked up and completely putty for you. It was such a turn on that it was proving hard to keep your own hand off from in between your legs.

His words were turning uncontrollable, an ongoing lament as his hips thrust wildly against your hand. He was reaching higher and higher, and soon you know he was going to let loose.

“No no, fuck!”

You heard the words and immediately let go on him, releasing your teeth from his shoulder.

“Safeword?”

You’re barely free of him when his large hand is on yours, pressing it back between his legs to his cock.

“Fuck no, shit baby, keep fucking going. No, as in ‘no I can’t believe this is making me feel so good’. I hate being fucking wrong sometimes.”

Wrapping both of your hands around him fully, he picks his hips back up to pace to make up for lost time. He quashes your worries quickly, happy to be proved right yet again when it comes to getting Namjoon off. But that doesn’t mean he’s always going to get his way.

He releases your hand, and you decide to slacken your grip so that he could get no more friction.

He spins back to look at you, betrayal written plain across his features. You could see sweat building on his face, the beads speeding past the tiny freckles that you adore so much.

“Why- stopped?” He gasps, eyes imploring yours to keep going.

“You may still want this Joon, but I’m in control.”

His eyes scrunch as he tries to compose himself, but with his shivers of anticipation you could tell how much he was struggling to not bring himself to orgasm on his own. But with you in charge he wouldn’t. You’d find other ways to make him suffer.

“Love please, I’m desperate.”

“Oh, I know you are.”

“Please!”

“Please what?”

“Please, let me cum Y/N.”

Loudly you hum, deliberately taking your time as you weigh up his words. Namjoon lets out a whine, a noise you so rarely hear from him it’s hard to hold back a smile.

Gripping him once again, you start jerking his throbbing cock. You matched the speed you were at before, tugging and meeting the thrust of his hips and the incandescent moans he lets out.

“Y/N please!”

“Cum for me, Joonie.”

With a playful nip to his shoulder blade and a few more thrusts into your tightly-formed fist he finally reaches his orgasm.

His hips buck wildy and his back arches, the most guttural moans you had ever heard forcing out of his body.

Ropes of cum leave him, covering the sheets and his body convulses through his orgasm. His fingers scrunch so tightly in the sheets that his knuckles go white, and beads of sweat now drip freely down his face.

When he finally begins to come down you help ease him back, releasing his already softening cock and guiding him back to the pillows.

He pulls you into his arms as he catches his breath back, pressing kisses into your hair.

“Well… shit.”

“I told you to trust me, my cute cow.” You laugh, settling comfily on his chest.

“That makes you quite the farmer, little bird. We gotta do that again soon.”

[how-many-stars-can-you-count]

If you're Lebanese, I dare you to translate that. Literally. Every. Single. Word. Not the meaning in general, every single word alone.

"Oumo ne23oud la2ano t3ebna na7na w e3din nemche"

@miraculousbugaboii @lostwithoutamind @maritasdump @anyone who's Lebanese

[artemshumov]

Artem Shumov AW`17/18

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[onebluebookworm]

May 2021 Book Club Picks

The Midwife’s Apprentice by Karen Cushman: The girl had nothing - no home, no family, not even a name of her own. Taken in by Jane, the hot-tempered midwife, as an apprentice, the girl - Brat, Beetle, and eventually Alyce - learns gains confidence, courage, and knowledge that will lead her to the true path towards happiness.

Enlightening Delilah by Marion Chesney: Amy and Effie Tribble return to help another unruly young lady find a husband by Season’s end. This time, the sisters must contend with heartbreaker Delilah Wraxall, who has declined a strong of proposals after having her own heart broken years ago by the dashing Sir Charles Digby. Now, Sir Charles has come back into Delilah’s life, and the Tribble sisters have to work harder than ever before to make sure Delilah’s plans to make Sir Charles jealous don’t bring about ruination for all parties involved.

Giovanni’s Room by James Baldwin: An American expatriate living in Paris, struggling with his sexuality and desperate to lead the conventional life expected of him, falls into a passionate love affair with an Italian bartender. 

Ring Shout by P. Djeli Clark: It’s 1922 in Macon, Georgia, and the Klan’s reign of terror runs deep. But as Maryse Boudreaux and her band of hunters and markswomen know, the white hoods and burning crosses aren’t the scariest thing about the Klan. It’s the literal monsters in its ranks - Ku Kluxes, hate-fueled beasts that feed off human prejudice, brought into our world during the first screening of D.W. Griffiths’ Birth of a Nation. Now, a mysterious Ku Klux general, Butcher Clyde, is planning something big, something that may bring about the end of the world, drawing Maryse back to Stone Mountain, and forcing her not only to confront and entire army of Ku Kluxes, but other things she would rather stay buried.

Mediocre: The Dangerous Legacy of White Male America by Ijeoma Oumo: Oumo discusses the history of America’s obsession with white manhood, and how everyone who doesn’t fall under that category has suffered because of it. 

[onepassben]

Incoming new Oumo brush to the den! Anodized mirror finish titanium 26mm 🤩 Came to $143 CAD after all the 11.11 discounts and shipping cost. I hope it's as beautiful IRL as the pictures show. I will of course put a synthetic knot in there BC #synthsupremacy #syntheticbrushweek https://www.instagram.com/p/CWJAAUupsdR/?utm_medium=tumblr

[toxicpineapple]

I'm gonna say a slur: oumo

IF YOU DARE SAY THAT LAST SYLLABLE ANON IM GONNA PRESS THE BYE BYE BUTTON