#this is totally NOT for

[addie-henderson]

Happy Valentine's babes hope you like it 🤞🏾

Michael Dipnicky; cw- blowjobs, face fucking, public/exhibition (kinda)

There was a firm knock on you dorm room door. You glance at the clock, 9 a.m. who could be at your door at nine in the morning. You frown and push yourself quietly away from your studying careful not to wake your roommate who's first class wasn't until well after noon. You peek through the peephole and spot the top of a head full of curls and your stomach swirls in excitement. You open the door wide to find your boyfriend leant against the frame and assortment of things him his hands and by his feet. He'd said he wasn't planning anything for today.

'its just another commercial consumerism holiday. It doesn't really mean anything.' maybe he had seen the look of sadness at the sentiment because he stood with at least 4 matching pink gift boxes and a basket in front of you. "Hey" he muttered almost embarrassed. You press your hand over your mouth to hold in a squeal of excitement. "Michael...but you said...I thought-" you stumble. "I know what I said but can you let me in before I drop everything." He grumbled.

"right Im just..." You step to the side to let him in. "Be quiet my roommate is sleeping."

He tsk's in annoyance but hands you a small pink box first after setting the rest down, "Open it."

You do as told taking the lid off the box and moving the thin white paper to find a beautiful necklace.

"O-oh... Mikey-" you look up at him and back to your box. It was a pretty white gold with a simple charm of a heart locket. "Will you put it on for me?"

He takes the box from your hand pulling the necklace out as you turn your back to him. His warm fingers and the cold metal both graze your skin making you shiver, "I didn't get you anything" you frown

"I know. I didn't want you to."

"But-" he cuts you off handing you a basket next, now that you got a clearer view you could see the carefully array of fruit bouquet.

"Ooo food." You perk up moving the clear wrap for a strawberry meekly becoming excited for the rest of your gifts you peek at him through your eyelashes. "...what else?"

He snorts and hands you one after the other of the remaining 5 boxes. A new outfit, a tiara, earrings to match your necklace, and all of it made you thrilled. While he watched on with nothing of his own to open. You kiss him sweetly and his hand faintly touches your check.

"Thank you." You mutter placing your hand between the two of you onto his thigh.

This was nerve wracking. Your heart slammed in your chest as you smile at him. He'd been so thoughtful something he wasn't very often he deserved this. You unbutton his nice slacks sinking down on your knees in front of him pulling them roughly down with you, visibly shocking Michael as his eyes cut across the room to your sleeping roommate. His hand sat palm open against the edge of your bed, his own way of keeping calm and quiet

"Thank you again for all my presents, Mikey." You hum politely as you run the tip of your finger down up his thigh and up into the band of his boxers. His cock was semi hard already, enough for you to get a good grasp of it in your hand it looked kind of cute when it wasn't as big as you were used to with it's soft pink tip and stray freckles. You kiss the tip of it gingerly. "Thank you so very much."

His eyes widen as you lick the underside of his dick feeling it grow in your palm, causing a little giggle "There he is." You shuffle on your knees and take the tip of him in your warm mouth and swirl your tongue around it causing him to shiver. You fight the urge to smile at the fact that you'd reduced rich bad ass Michael to shivering at your touch and slide your mouth down the rest of him inviting him into the back of your throat, careful not to gag too loud around his dick in your mouth. Bouncing head up and down his length patiently waiting for his release. He whimpered, a rare sound, and placed a firm hand onto the back of your head pushing you down on his cock faster his hips give small fast flutters to meet your new forced pace. Your pussy flutters around nothing as he fucks your face brutally, claiming his reward. You try not to sputter spit too loud it'd wake the sleeping danger in the room but it seemed Michael could care less about being caught as a slightly louder than ideal groan fell from his lips when he pushed your tight throat down once more holding you three to cum down your greedy throat. His hips give a few more shallowed thrusts as you breathe through your nose and tears prickle your eyes.

"Good girl." He mutters yanking you off his dick by your hair and looking over your fucked out face. "Happy Valentine's."

You give a little cough in response cause a bit of cum to bubble as you finish swallowing. "Happy Valentine's Day."

[yupokaysuremhm]

op turned off reblogs but I want this forever

[bixels]

As gen-AI becomes more normalized (Chappell Roan encouraging it, grifters on the rise, young artists using it), I wanna express how I will never turn to it because it fundamentally bores me to my core. There is no reason for me to want to use gen-AI because I will never want to give up my autonomy in creating art. I never want to become reliant on an inhuman object for expression, least of all if that object is created and controlled by tech companies. I draw not because I want a drawing but because I love the process of drawing. So even in a future where everyone’s accepted it, I’m never gonna sway on this.

[mearchy]

my favorite genre of fictional character is like "i am terrifying to almost everyone, i'm very good at killing, i can endure anything, i've become exceptionally good at playing into my reputation, and if you try to give me positive social interaction i will react with confusion and cower in a corner like an abused animal. and i may try to shoot you. but there is also a chance i may imprint on you like a feral dog receiving its first loving touch! good luck."

[useless-englandfacts]

uk journalists having to report through gritted teeth that there were no riots last night as thousands of anti-racist protesters significantly outnumbered the racist rioters across the country

[bookwyrminspiration]

I can behave normally around books

[everythingwasnormalhere]

pls rb if you think cuddling doesn't have to be s3xual

im tryna prove a point to my bf's mother help me out

[bluebellhairpin]

Crying bc the events of Pacific's Rim are literally happening right now. January 8 was the day Mako and Raleigh fought those kaijus in the Hong Kong double event. January 12 is the triple event where they close the breach. In two days we cancel the apocalypse.

[time-woods]

Accessorize ! Accessorize ! Accessorize !

based off of how my dad got his ears pierced))

[francisforever2014]

me being so normal when there’s only vague plans to hang out for the day and nobody is texting back with specific times or what we’re doing

[technovillain]

i come from the universe where everything is the same except disney heroines get like an ounce of their fathers' obviously dominant genes and their clothes are like 80% more historically accurate. it's beautiful here.

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[churchofpossum]

Devotion

[without-ado]

Total Solar Eclipse l April 2024 l U.S. & Canada

Cr. Deran Hall l Rami Ammoun(236) l GabeWasylko l REUTERS l KendallRust l Joshua Intini l Alfredo Juárez l KuzcoKhanda

[aholefilledwithtwigs]

I once had a landlord offhandedly mention that his mother had set this house on fire before. He and his wife lived on the first floor, and i rented the third.

Apparently his mom didn’t like his wife. So she set their house on fire. The house i was living in.

He assured me that everything was fine now and that this was years ago, just kinda laughed, smiled, and said ‘You know how moms are’

Yes. I know how moms are. I know how fucked up moms are as well. I have known many fucked up moms and fellow children of fucked up moms.

Attempted murder through arson is not typical mom behavior, even for a fucked up abusive mom

Oh, and his mother lived next door 🙃

[pangur-and-grim]

one thing that took me embarrassingly long to learn is "sometimes when people say things, they will not be true."

I used to tell people about this revelation and they'd be like yeah.....duh.....but like, why wouldn't my base assumption be that you're communicating to me in a straightforward manner. anyway, I get scammed a lot.