#this was ssooo good!
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twostepstyless · 7 months ago
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barking like a dog!!!
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atsubie · 10 days ago
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🧩 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 ✿⃬⃝࣪ ᨳ ♪
音楽🎨᜴✧ 𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖨 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝄞 💭ৡ⃪꫶⃗
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petricorah · 1 year ago
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try a little tenderness 🎵 [id in alt]
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twelverriver · 2 years ago
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Sarah Michelle Gellar + the iconic Buffy Boots 
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finitefantasy · 2 years ago
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buddy daddies trying to speedrun an emotional arc to remind us kazuki loves women
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rockosaur · 1 year ago
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Started Red Valley I love this podcast
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lesbian-of-nine · 1 year ago
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that rasp idina menzel used to have in her voice holy shit
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flovverworks · 1 year ago
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fauaki send post
#stardust speaking !#i had more to say cuz this one fauaki comic was UNREAL (positive) but i then checked the new log of#The Really Really Good misuaki artist if uve seen some misuakis u surely know whicj artist#so now its superlate but auuurrggghhh fauaki..............the fauakis in pt2 r unreal. UNREAL!!!!#spoiler talk<33333 but faust helping akira when theyre panicking they cant help shylock....?!?!?!#the twins suggestion. akira acting on it immediadetly cuz they just want SOMETHING to work. fausts 'im used to being burned' oh ud be#besties w gran#+ fausts pov once he gets to the Akira Part like wwhhhaaaaaattt................#@_@.....(the bradaki too#UNREAL. THESE WIZARDS ARE UNREAL. GOODNIGHT.#fauaki makes me dizzy its so good. fausts card eps.....? when he tries to get akira to rest...?? akira refusing and ending up having dinner#what da hell#making a charm of the tanabata event stones. 'i used it as the example'. wanting to hear akira sing twinkle twinkle little star i am UNWELL#honorary mention to mahopa lennox when he pretends he lost something so he can show akira#the nightsky in the mountains where they are IM SOO UNWEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLL#unrelated but when i was iconing i rmbrd just HOW much akira holds their hands. the 2nd anni cards all being about that T_^#hesitating to take owen but then taking it immediadetly cuz they want to trust owen and they dont dislike him at all#whenever they reference how akira hesitated to take figaros hand during the dinner in central cuz figaro was ssooo creepy at the time#(ulterior motivations yippie) vs how akira doesnt hesitate now oh im wean#GOODNIGHT. GOIDNIGHT!!!!#akifi makes me feel sick. the amount of care figaro shows akira is. aurgh(mahopa1. tanabata
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demonstars · 2 years ago
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nobody cares but STREAM MITSKI
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languor-em · 2 years ago
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I GOT MY SAUSAGE PLUSH!!!
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MY TWO GRUMPY BABIES!!!! They are GLARING into your SOUL!!!
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bluebellhairpin · 2 years ago
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I normally quite like musicals but I swear if I have to listen to another thirty second clip of some useless no-name show because it's got the pigeon/storm trooper nazi/female prisoner character that this stupid wont leave me alone kid plays I AM going to smash this crystal glass into someone's head. Hopefully their head.
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acircusfullofdemons · 2 years ago
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I wish I could enjoy drawing again like I used to when I first started and for a while I did but then it sort of became out of necessity??
Then I went to art school and kind of fell out of love with it but kept going till I honestly couldn't anymore.
And now I...don't know? Its just. an ability I have. The best skill I'm capable of and I don't even like it or wanna use it anymore 💀
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lunarcry · 10 months ago
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theres no way i have to wait until march for leoneeds album
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phantasper · 2 years ago
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so sorry for initially despising you nemona i am a new person now please forgi
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ohbo-ohno · 1 year ago
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Okay but *gulp* soap with his dick slipping out and accidentally pressing into the wrong hole. Doesn’t stop him from continuing tho
listen LISTEN listen - yeah!! soap is 100% the kind of asshole to do this!!
1.7k soap x f!reader "wrong hole" drabble 🫶 (cw: pwp smut, noncon anal sex between partners (also unrealistic anal sex), pussy drunk johnny)
You arch further into Johnny, slick skin sliding along slick skin as your mouth drops open on a moan.
“Jo-Johnny,” you pant, gripping tightly to his broad shoulders. “Feels ssooo- so good.”
“Yeah?” He grunts from above you, mohawk messy and dripping sweat. “Bet it- bet it feels big, huh?”
You whine, pushing your hips closer to him as he slams home inside of you. “So big,” you agree, your mind draining from you slowly as he pulls nearly the entire way out on every thrust, leaving you almost empty before filling you to the brim. “God, you’re so good, Johnny.”
“Fuck, yes,” he pants, arms wrapping around your back and squeezing you tight to him. Your hips are pushed a little further up, a little closer to him. You wrap both your legs around his waist, hold him as tight as he does you. He only manages to keep up his rhythm through pure strength, easily able to overpower your grip.
“So good,” he mimics, eyes squeezed shut. You can’t look away from him - the sweat dripping down the side of his tanned face, the wrinkles and scars decorating his skin, the way he looks like he’s either in agony or euphoria. “Feel so perfect, so tight. Fuck, missed you so much, lass, missed your perfect cunt.”
Your eyes nearly roll back in your head when he hits the perfect spot inside of you, body limp in his arms. You feel almost like a doll, like a toy for him to fuck, but he’s so good at it that you can’t even begin to care.
The both of you devolve into moans, occasionally trying to speak and choking on your words. You might feel embarrassed of what a mess Johnny’s made of you, if he weren’t in the same condition.
He pulls out completely on several thrusts in a row, both of you gasping at the sensation - you, because it’s a shock to go from nothing to everything completely and him, because every thrust inside of you when he’s pulled all the way out feels like the first. You dig your nails into his muscles, pushing your chest against his for all the physical contact you can manage.
It happens too quickly for you to even really notice. One second Johnny is rearranging your guts, giving you the best dick of your life, and the next you feel like you’re being torn in two.
You nearly scream, eyes flying open and nails dragging down his back, peeling skin off. Johnny’s loud groan drowns you out almost entirely, and he doesn’t seem to notice what he’s done.
You notice. Your unstretched ass feels like it’s on fire, and after your first sound of shock you can’t get enough breath in to try and say it hurts. 
Johnny can’t thrust the whole way in, like he had in your pussy. Your body gives him too much resistance, which is what finally makes him realize.
You’re nearly blinded by the tears filling your eyes when he finally blinks open, staring down at you.
“Holy shit,” he breathes, and you can feel his heart racing against your chest. “Did I-? Am I in your-?”
“Pull out,” you gasp, tapping at his back desperately. “Oh my god, Johnny, pull out, I can’t- fuck, you’re too big.”
That’s the wrong thing to say - instead of pulling out, he groans, dropping his forehead to yours and letting his eyes fall shut again. You let out a long, high whine when his hips push forward, slowly spearing you further and further on his cock.
You’re made mute by the pain, left only with your nails as defense as you try and tear his back to shreds. You should know better, though - Johnny’s a masochist, and pain you inflict only drives him more insane.
“God, you’re fuckin’ stranglin’ me,” he pants, pulling out just enough to force himself a few inches deeper. “Thought your cunt was tight, but it’s nothin’ compared to this.”
“Johnny- please.”
“So fucking warm.” He looks nearly delirious above you, pupils blown so wide you can barely see his iris even as close as you are. “Tight.”
“Johnny,” you whine, even as the slide becomes a little bit easier from all the slick dripping from your cunt. “Hurts, please, you gotta… gotta stop.”
He makes a sound that’s somewhere between soothing and a snarl, a low sound that makes you instinctually arch further towards him and then yelp when that gives him more leverage.
“You’re fine,” he comforts - well, the words should be a comfort but his tone is almost dismissive. “You’re wet, I can feel it.”
“Not enough,” you cry, half choking on a sob when you feel him finally bottom out inside of you. “Ok, ok, please pull- pull out, Johnny.”
“But you feel so good,” he purrs, butting his nose against your temple. “Fuckin’ hot little ass, huh lass? You’re squeezin’ me so good, you sure you want me to pull out?”
“Yes!”
You feel the sharp smile pressed against your temple and hiccup a sob, shifting your legs so that instead of wrapping around him you’re trying to push him away. But he’s too strong for you to make him move, and he only shoves himself even further inside of you by leaning his weight forward.
“I think you’re lying,” he almost sings, grinding his hips deep inside of you. He shifts briefly, holding himself above you on one arm and sneaking the other between your bodies and down to your pussy.
You cry out when his fingers work quickly at your clit, tight fast circle that have you shaking and moaning. It’s almost enough to drown out the pain of having your back hole stretched so ruthlessly - almost.
“Here,” he says, dipping his hand down a little further to almost scoop the slick dripping from you, smearing it around your plugged hole like he’s trying to make up for the lack of lube in the first place. He pulls out about halfway, thrusting back in and moaning when you cry out. “Th-there, how’s that feel?”
“Still hurts,” you manage to get out through your sobs, eyes squeezed shut against the pain.
Johnny’s panting like a dog above you as he starts to fuck you again, his pace sharper and uncaring about your sensitivity. You can’t help but clench down, your inner muscles squeezing tight in an attempt to push him out that only drags him further in. 
You can’t do anything but lay there and take it - as he moans repeatedly into your ear - while he fucks you. The pain eases after a bit, your own wetness making the path at least slightly easier, but the sharp sting never fully dissipates. Your tears don’t dry up, and you’re nowhere close to the orgasm that had been building before.
Johnny’s your complete opposite - he’s lost in his own pleasure, and your desperate scratches down his back only make things better for him. If you’d thought he was euphoric before, he looks like he’s found Nirvana now. You’re not sure if he’s so wrapped up in his own pleasure that he can’t hear your pain, or if your pain is what’s driving him more and more insane with pleasure.
For your own sake, you pray it’s the first.
He doesn’t last long - thank God - and only a few minutes later his thrusts get choppier and choppier, jerking in and out of you without any rhythm at all.
“Gonna make me come, bonnie, fuck.”
You can only stare wide-eyed at the ceiling as Johnny buries his face in the crook of your neck and comes deep inside of your ass, the hot spurt of his come a distant sensation with the stretch of his cock still at the front of your mind.
“Alright, alright, pull… pull out now, Johnny, please,” you beg again, too shell-shocked to even flinch at the embarrassing crack in your voice.
He obeys wordlessly, pulling his limp cock out slowly enough to make you whine when he finally leaves you empty.
“Hush, hush,” he quiets you, pressing a kiss to your cheekbone and brushing over your spread hole with his fingers. You jolt and whine, turning to press your face into his sweat-soaked mohawk. “You’re alright, didn’t even tear.”
“You-you sure?” You sniffle.
He chuckles a little, the sound vibrating through your chests. “Yeah, you’re alright, lass. Didn’t think I would really hurt you, did’ya?”
You can only whine.
His fingers dip inside your back hole just long enough to drag out some of his come, moving up to shove it inside of your pussy.
“There ya go,” he soothes, repeating the process again and again. “Still got a nice load in your guts, you're alright." His fingers lift to your clit, rubbing in perfect circles to make you arch and gasp, squirming for more pleasure despite the growing ache in your other hole.
He brings you to a slow orgasm, one that has the last of your tears dripping down your cheeks and clinging to his shoulders like a life raft. Your breaths are uneven, heartbeat quick in your chest, and you feel fuzzy around the edges.
Unlike usual, Johnny stops at one orgasm. You almost expect him to keep going like he always does, never satisfied with less than three for you and two for him, but he pulls his hand away after your first pained whines start again.
He doesn’t get off of you, letting his weight push you deeper and deeper into the couch cushions. You wrap your arms around his neck, holding him close to you and breathing in his musk. It takes a while to get your breathing even again, though Johnny’s levels out in moments.
You only let your eyes close once his snores start up, loud in your ear. The rumbling of his chest is a comfort, and you float into sleep with Johnny’s sweaty body pressed firmly against every part of yours, and the ache in your ass only growing more noticeable with every breath.
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b3m0r3ch1ll · 5 months ago
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HES PUTTINF THE DEMOS ON SPOTIFY‼️‼️‼️‼️
WAKE UP 💥💥💥 WILL WOOD STUFF💥💥💥
He went live for like 6 mins but thats way too long for tumblr so i put it on yt :)
@leafgorge @poemsofanentomologist @apollosunshineisdead @jonesy-squish @incaseimakeit-daily
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