#red aesthetic gif

[irldenji]

Hiii um can I get some mixed graphics of meat? Like not any fandom just meat if thats ok

Haiii I hope these are what you're looking for!

[engravedlives]

misc red graphics blinkies

[thatonedeadboy]

bleed with me

[bl00dfroma-fairy]

[popdiosa]

𝙼 𝙰 𝙼 𝚄 𝚂 𝙷 𝙸

[endlessmazin]

Dencun Wastelands

[bluehairleftist]

[animeglitch]

[fallen-faerie]

*deftones playing in the background*

[enigmaticwhore]

[engravedlives]

more red graphics stamps blinkies

[hypnoticvamp]

Russian Doll (2019 -)

[dollywons]

♡ 𝐩𝐢𝐱𝐞𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝒷𝓎 𝒹ℴ𝓁𝓁𝓎𝓌ℴ𝓃𝓈 ♡︎

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༄ . ݁˖౨ৎ⋆˚｡⋆જ⁀➴ 🍓

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𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐬𝐞!! :> 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞! ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

𝒸𝒽ℯ𝒸𝓀 𝓉𝒽ℯ ℴ𝓋ℯ𝓃！ 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇ℯ’𝓈 𝓂ℴ𝓇ℯ 𝒹𝒾𝓋𝒾𝒹ℯ𝓇𝓈 + 𝓇ℯ𝓈ℴ𝓊𝓇𝒸ℯ𝓈！ ♡︎

[neon-wonderlands]

Terminator

Zero

[thatonedeadboy]

rip me open

[yandere-wishes]

Qimir x jedi reader tasked with watching him? Bonus for sith / force user mastermind Qimir trying to turn the reader 👀

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I don't know why but something about Qimir makes me think of strawberries.

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You part your lips, slowly, sanguinely letting him push the ripe red fruit between your teeth. Qimir smiles eyes a little too bright in the half-rundown apothecary. You find that the golden flicker in his gaze reminds you of strawberry achenes shining under twin suns.

Odd how he's just like the old-world fruit.

"You know" Qimir's voice holds its regular loosened melody. A lyric lilt between each syllable. "these strawberries are really similar to the force. betcha didn't know the yellow freckles are the real fruit and the red part is just the housing."

You bite, severing the red thing in half. It's sweet and juicy yet oddly firm. You wonder if this is what Qimir's lips taste like. Maybe he'll let you have a bite. "It's kinda like us-..you, you force force users. All individual specks floating around the galaxy. Held together by the force."

The little not-seeds rasp against your throat as you swallow. You want so badly to feel his lips, suck the minimal force radiating off of him devouring it whole and letting his glaring darkness fester inside your stomach.

Maybe red and gold are better than the blue and green you've always known. Maybe the fickle words of a fickle man hold some mirth, worth engraving in your heart.

You watch tentatively as Qimir's teeth sink into the other half. He smiles through the bite and swallow. Oh, how you wish you were that particular strawberry sitting pretty between his lips.

You're a Jedi.

Some immovable force.

So why do you quiver and fawn for such a corrupted man?

He's closer now, snuffing the air from your lungs. You're on the edge of his hooded gaze, frozen as his berry-blemished lips come closer. "A Jedi shouldn't want this.." His lips taste like ancient starfruit, burning with flavors too strong to tame. His tongue parts your teeth slipping inside and feeding off your little moans.

"These pleasures are only for those who embrace the dark.." He finally says, the kiss now a distant memory. You close your eyes, trying to regain a fraction of your breath before bolting through the door.

On the way back to the Jedi temple, you palm the inside of your pocket. Feeling the soft pricks of strawberry. Your heart skips a rotting beat.

Master Sol = pears

Yord = Mango

Darth Teeth = coconut