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[just444you]

New era. 🐚🌺🥥🦀

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[stonyponyusa]

Dear Manchester,

Two words: Berry. Cider. Seriously.. all over my face.

Experienced my first metal festival here.. felt what it's like to live. Met and experienced so many people. Habibi is what they called me at the gelato shop . Pistachio and raining the whole time. I did not know anyone but i felt so calm and trusting.. not like some places. Soon to come: post on my least favorite places ever visited.

on a better note, many more travels to come. more updates, everything

[digital-meat]

Oh my god I still can't choose who to vote for I love both candidates so so much 😍 😭

[yonphilia]

THIS IS AMAZING🤭🤭🤭

୨୧― KINKTOBER: ❝DON'T BE GENTLE❞ ― KÖNIG.

― ꒰ SIZE KINK ✰ KINKTOBER M.LIST ꒱ ―

୨୧˚ synopsis: after begging your gentle giant of a lover, könig to go rough on you, he lets loose tonight and shows you just how strong he really is...

୨୧˚ warnings: nsfw 16+ only, manhandling, size kink, p in v, petnames, degradation, fem!reader, sub!reader, dom!könig, creampie, teasing, hairpulling, dacryphilia?, roughness, spanking, slapping, aftercare, lmk if i forgot anything!

୨୧˚ wc: 1.4k

your jaw hangs open and your glossy eyes are practically rolling back into your head as he pounds into your sopping cunt mercilessly. plump tits bouncing freely with every harsh thrust of his, causing your thoughts to grow hazy and dumb. his large, rough palms are stretched out on both sides of you, his rough fingers digging into the mattress, keeping you caged beneath his much larger frame.

you try your best to focus on his burly figure above you, but you keep whining as your little cunt struggles to take all of him in. your eyes become squeezed shut, your head turning to the side as you grow lost in the overwhelming pleasure, but you're alerted by the sudden light slap on your cheek. you gasp at the contact and more tears spill from your eyes.

"wan' you to ruin me, könig! don't want you to be gentle", you had pleaded fluttering your lashes at him innocently. and that's how you end up like this. tiny body pinned down on his king-sized bed as he forces his massive dick inside of your needy little cunt. all your little brain can manage to think about is how big he is.

gosh, you've never felt so full with how he's meanly bullying his cock into your drooling cunt with no remorse whatsoever. your shaky little hands gripping onto his huge bulging biceps with so much strength that if were he another man, it would hurt — but no, he's könig of course.

your mind is void of coherent thoughts as all you can manage to do is moan delightedly, accepting all that he gives you. with his strong arms he moves both of your legs up to rest on his shoulders. a high-pitched pornographic moan slips from your lips as you get used to the new angle.

his thick cock hitting all of the sweet spots inside of you, encouraging hot tears to roll down your cheeks. your fingers slide up his toned abdomen, needing to feel anything and everything that's his. he takes in the sight of you beneath him and he almost feels bad for being so rough with you, but he keeps his composure.

with the lewd medley of the headboard banging into the wall, wet squelching, your sweet moans, and obscene skin-on-skin slapping noises, the sounds bouncing off the walls of your bedroom are purely sinful. creating a tune that he doesn't ever want to forget, and neither do you.

your watery innocent eyes plead with his own as if begging him to slow down. but no, the last thing you want him to do right now is slow down. shaky hands reach up to his broad shoulders, trying to hold onto him for purchase and your lips part as you try and push yourself up in a frantic attempt to kiss him.

your body desperately yearning for his gentle touch in contrast to his brutal movements. you're relieved he begins to lean down, his lips merely inches away from your own, but he doesn’t kiss you. you let out a pitiful whine and he almost laughs at you with how pathetic you’re being.

in a single moment, with little effort, he cruelly pulls out of your warmth, flipping you over onto your tummy. you squeal at how easy it is for him to manhandle you around into different positions that suit his liking. you hate to admit that his strength alone turns you on so much. before you can complain to him, he’s pushing into you again, picking up on the brutal pace as if nothing had happened.

"du bettelst immer darum, gefickt zu werden, nicht wahr, kleine schlampe?" he snarls, snapping his hips against yours. (always begging to get fucked aren't you, little slut)

pathetic moans and cries spill from your lips into the sheets as he pounds into you mercilessly, his calloused palms gripping onto your hips so tight you’ll probably have bruises in the morning.

"du magst es, wenn ich dich eine schlampe nenne hm, dirty girl?" his rough movements are relentless as he makes no effort to slow down. (you like it when i call you a slut hm, dirty girl)

your mewls are muffled by the bed and he's having none of it. he raises his hand slightly before bringing it back down, spanking you. lunging forward from the sensation. he then pulls your head up from the mattress by your hair, but not too hard, he doesn’t want to hurt you.

“say it.” he punctuates each of his words with a harsh thrust.

“y-yes! i love it—mmm!” you blubber out desperately, your hands gripping the sheets beneath you for dear life. he lets go of your hair and you can practically hear his satisfied smirk as his thrusts grow stronger, deeper and faster, rutting into you like an animal. you take it like a good girl, his good girl as if you were made for him. 

he applies just enough pressure with his palm pressing down on your lower back that makes you arch just perfectly. his rough palms kneading into your arse whilst you let him use you as he pleases.

just as you feel your climax approaching, he stops thrusting, hot tears spill down your cheeks as your fists bunch up the sheets beneath you. your weeping cunt clenches around him, dragging a gluttonous groan from his mouth. he leans down, pressing his chest to your back, his lips lingering just by your ear.

“say please, schatz,” you just know he’s grinning evilly behind you and you lose all sense of self-respect, just wanting to cum so bad.

“p-please! wanna cum please, i’ll be good!”

satisfied with your answer he gives you no warning as he slips back into you with ease, the wetness of your cunt sucking him in making it easy for him to thrust into you. you slowly feel your knees starting to give out, but thats not problem, he holds you up easily. you feel your muscles tensing as you feel your orgasm approaching.

the sounds of his grunting, the squelching noises from your cunt, and the tingling in your core cause your mind to go numb and your body to spasm as you cum around him with a high-pitched cry, collapsing into the bed.

he follows moments after you, driving into you a few more times before his hips stutter as he releases inside of you, making you feel full and warm with him. as you catch your breath, his fingers, now gentle, run up and down your back tenderly in a soothing motion.

“was i too mean to you, schatz?” his voice is different now, it’s genuine and caring. he pulls out of you slowly, gently turning you over so he can see your pretty face. you shake your head and tug him down for a kiss. you sigh into his lips, finally getting a taste of his lips that you'd been yearning for the whole night. 

"i'll be right back, liebling." pulling away from you, he smiles down at your post-euphoric state. sliding off of the bed, he slips his briefs back on and disappears into the bathroom for a few minutes before returning with a playful grin.

slipping out of your warm embrace, he wastes no time in cradling you in his brawny arms. you almost laugh at his switch of character, how he was just moments earlier, fucking your brains out and now he's picking you up in his arms like his sweetheart. supporting you from under your knees and arms, he carries you to the bathroom, you smile fondly at the sight of a warm bath ready just for you.

he carefully lowers you down into the porcelain tub and you exhale contently as your sore body makes contact with the warm temperature of the bathwater along with the sweet smell of your lavender soap, and the gentle touch of könig's palm as he strokes your blushing cheek tenderly.

and after a few heartbeats of watching you bathe, he just can't help himself before getting into the tub behind you, the water splashing everywhere as his much larger body envelopes yours. pulling your bare back flush against his chest, your frame now trapped in his loving embrace. in that moment you just know, he'll always care for you, your one and only könig.

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[gossipgirlrealblog]

Hello upper east siders! I'm back!!

Porque não trazer o nosso tão querido blog para a vida real não é mesmo?!

Nesse blog, vocês poderão mandar todas as fofocas que quiserem!!

Garanto descrição dos fatos!!

Bom...sejam bem vindos New yorkers,quero muitas fofocas quentes para combinar com esse calor!!!

See you later...

x.o.x.o

Gossip Girl💋✨

[seneon]

it's not reblog it's realblog

[sickstarlight]

cant discuss this blog's contents on realblog but: rly funny how like.... azi n cloud n kb write stuff themselves. autumn writes stuff herself. g-d who else im sure theres other weird oneoffs.

and then h is like. peeks suspiciously through his fingers while i (star) write stuff FOR him bc he can't do it himself. lol.

[hillbitchcooks]

Captain's Log | February 28, 2022 at 06:13AM | Why am I a Weimaraner

[yonphilia]

new tags 💆🏽‍♀️ + too lazy to edit the old ones🙈⭐️

tags! 🧸

#𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀’𝐙 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐒 ⋆˚🐾˖°— reblogs!

#𝐘𝐎𝐍-𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐒! ‧₊˚🖇️ — answering asks!

#𝐘𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒 ⋆⭒˚｡⋆ — writing stories!

#𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐄’𝐙 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒 ✧˖°.🪐— drabbles!

#𝐘𝐎𝐍’𝐙 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 ˖⁺‧₊˚ 💭 — my thoughts/rants

#𝐌𝐈𝐎’𝐙 𝐁𝐔𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄 ‧₊˚🫧✩ ₊— main + inbox

#𝐑𝐈��𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐙 🎀 — moots!

#𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 💌— anons!

© yonphilia 2023

[cookfleurculture]

Trustworthy.

[[Heavy topic warning]]

This week I'm starting to come to terms with how emotionally damaged I am. Well I guess I'm more realizing it than coming to terms with it. It all started with me talking about my apartment and how I wanted to look at furniture and figure out what I need, and a few of my co-workers offered to help (seriously, not just playing nice) and I told them thanks but I'd probably figure it out myself. And the question I got (somewhat aggressively) was "why do you never accept help from other people?" ....honestly I was shocked because I guess I didn't really know that I was that easy to read. Or that anyone actually pays attention to stuff like that. But I just shrugged it off and said I didn't know, and I thought about the answer and all of the reasons for the next 2 days. To be honest the last year of my life has been the biggest change in life for me yet, I have stopped trusting people and I've honestly stopped being there for EVERYONE. I have put up boundaries, maybe too many but it protects me and the life I have created for myself. I do things on my own because as an only child it has always just been me. I learned and did a lot on my own, that's how I was raised. If you want something done then you do it yourself and you work for it. And honestly, the betrayals and let downs in my life have only made that way of life have a stronger presence. A lot of people ask well aren't you lonely? Or that the way of life I have made seems lonely. But I haven't known anything else so I really have nothing to compare it to. The only thing I know is that literally every time I have let someone get close to me I have been hurt so badly; and that to me just isn't worth the company for the time being. That may seem 'lonely' but I have learned that the people in my circle, are absolutely the best people I have ever met and they mean the world to me. Most of them are low key, as we can go days or weeks with not talking but when we do nothing is weird or uncomfortable. It's reliable and loving, and I think the less fake friendships and relationships people have, the more content and steady life is.

[hillbitchcooks]

Captain's Log | December 28, 2021 at 11:03AM | Why am I a Weimaraner

[yonphilia]

SO REAL.

i really miss having crushes. i miss feeling giddy whenever i see 'him' walking past, or whispering about 'him' with my friends, or perhaps thinking about 'him' when i'm listening to that one song. but god does life get bland when theres no 'him' anymore..

[hillbitchcooks]

Captain's Log | May 12, 2022 at 02:36PM | Why am I a Weimaraner

[hillbitchcooks]

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[hillbitchcooks]

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[hillbitchcooks]

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