#today was draining
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neoninky · 3 months ago
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Today I started therapy again for first time in a few years.
Immediately after I took a nap and played the 2.5 HSR patch….
Now I’m just laying on my bed, feeling like whatever this emotion is:
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Spoilers kinda?
HSR Gacha System: here you go, you can have the silly pink fox man!
Inky: YAY! :D
HSR Storyline: …..now SUFFER
Inky: Noooooooooo D8
Jiaoqiiiiuuuuuu 😭 whyyyyyyyy *hugs him and feeds him yummy things*
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lewmagoo · 11 months ago
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goodnight babes 🌙 much love
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arabyian · 1 year ago
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got no energy left
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nxuvillette · 6 months ago
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the urge to sleep rn
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euthymiya · 7 months ago
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i’m finally home 🥲
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echo-s-land · 1 year ago
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ill go back to being social/interact with people on here tomorrow
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andyridgeley · 2 years ago
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me everyday
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pantone-palette · 2 years ago
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I'm ngl I think my upstairs neighbor may be a sex worker that does cam work or she just likes riding her fucking machine a lot
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eddiesghxst · 5 months ago
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i can not resist ex husband!eddie, so here is something about steve trying to parent trap you and eddie but then he just ends up fucking you both…look away and don’t perceive me
18+ — MINORS DNI
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ex husband!eddie who loves you so much he gives you the house. so ultimately he’s homeless which leads him to moving in with his dear bestie steve. steve’s got a nice house, he’s not married but he’s got a cute dog named spike and the guest room is rather cozy.
and steve doesn’t mind eddie moving in, in fact he actually loves it! the house is big and it gets lonely (hence the reason for spike) so it’s nice to have someone to talk to every night before bed.
except eddie is kind of like…going through it.
totally understandable! he’s going through a divorce for fucks sake! he’s allowed to be sad and wallow in his misery, and steve is happy that eddie feels safe enough with him to do that in steve’s home.
but after the 3 month mark it starts getting a little pathetic. eddie doesn’t leave the house. he goes to work, comes back and keeps himself holed up in his room plucking the most devastating chords on his guitar.
and, again, that’s fine.
eddie can cope however he wants to.
but steve can’t help but feel…annoyed?
the truth is, you’re a fucking catch. no— you’re better than a catch— you’re the fucking motherload. and eddie is just letting you slip away!
“she won’t talk to me steve, it doesn’t matter what i want. she fucking hates me.”
which isn’t true, considering the times steve has talked to you, you’ve asked how eddie has been dealing with “the situation”
and steve just kind of has to lie and say eddie’s doing good even though that’s not the truth.
and steve can tell you care about eddie. that you miss him. that you still love him and this separation is hurting you more than anything.
so, steve starts planning.
which is… arguably never good for anybody involved in said plan, but fuck if it doesn’t always work.
it’s a lousy plan. lots of holes and loops that leave all fingers pointing to him, but steve just wants his friends back together.
so, basically, steve’s plan is to parent trap you and eddie.
he plays telephone between you both. sees you and reports back to eddie one day then does the same to you the next. and a lot of nasty words are said— you two complain about each other like two fucking grandmothers in a home— and steve is desperately trying to put out the fire on both sides.
and eddie doesn't get it. doesn’t understand why steve keeps defending you when you broke his heart. he gets irritated with steve and snaps, “you wanna fuck my wife? is that it?”
and as much as the idea of steve wanting to fuck you should piss eddie off, he can't help but...like it? like he wants steve to fuck you.
like he wants steve to seduce you and fuck you in what used to be yours and eddie's bed just to come home smelling like you and tasting like you when eddie smears his lips across steve's mouth. humming at the taste of you when he wraps his mouth around steve's cock. dragging his tongue over the sensitive bruises you leave on steve’s pretty neck.
god, it's so fucked up!
but it's the closest eddie can get to you. and eventually you figure out what steve and eddie are doing. what steve is doing. playing fucking puppeteer with you.
and fuck, it flips something within you that you never knew was there. can't help thinking about how steve will go home and fuck your ex husband just after spending an hour between your thighs. try to come off pissed when steve tells you to imagine he’s eddie but holy fuck it’s so hot. letting you fuck him with eddie’s name rolling off your tongue. letting you give him purple bruises so he can go show your ex husband how well he fucked you.
steve is just so kind.
you’ll both be forever in steve’s debt, that’s for sure.
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betweenmee · 9 months ago
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It feels heavier than it seems
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skellydun · 1 year ago
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IT IS OVER!!!!! WORK IS OVER FOR THE DAY!!!!! EVERYBODY CLAP!!!! YAY END OF WORK DAY!!!
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clownsuu · 1 year ago
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a doodle post, just a lil bit of my kids (except dr stone he’s old and smelli 😔🥄🥄)
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A lil thing I like to think of is that no matter how large da bug muppets are, they can somehow someway find a way to discreetly sneak into ANY space despite how loud or large they are smhhhh
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ricky-mortis · 5 months ago
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Hatchetfield @femslashfortnight Day 6: Protect
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abigail · 3 months ago
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dressing room ౨ৎ⋆.˚𖦹
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itneverendshere · 23 days ago
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goonight 😗
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crybaby-bkg · 2 years ago
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“Oh, I’m sorry, baby. Want me to kiss it where it hurts?” Kirishima purrs up at you, his place between your thighs seemingly the closest thing he can get to ascension. His eyes are wide, his pupils blown out, any red swallowed up by the lust pooling in his eyes. he looks like the picture of adoration and worship, all faux worry and pure hunger as he bounces between your gaze and the pretty picture that twitches in front of his face. his eyes cross to watch the slick ooze from your hole, sighing.
“It’s the least you could do for me,” you pout to him, running your nails through his soft locks, tugging a little meanly at the root. “After using me like a toy on your cock for so long.” Your words are sighed wistfully, your eyes betraying just how much you want his mouth on you as he wants to taste you. Kiri moans at that, quiet and in the back of his throat, but you hear it none the less.
“I’m sorry, baby,” he repents, but it’s all for naught when his tongue laves over your sensitivity and doesn’t let up until you’re crying from the overstimulation once more. he’s so sorry—that you can only cum so many times before you tap out. he’s so sorry—that your thighs are more sore from tightening up around his head than his working jaw. he’s so sorry—that you’re so addicting, that he can lay between your legs until his last breath leaves him.
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