GOD MADE YOU. GOD DOES NOT CARE IF YOU ARE "GUILTY" OR NOT. I said: I CARE IF I AM GUILTY! I CARE IF I AM GUILTY!... God was silent. Everything was SILENT
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-- love is blind au where all of my muses are just as insufferable the only difference is that the editing makes dialogue uninterpretable
#only one who makes it to the altar and then gets their heart smashed to bits is paion#ooc; hand over the gender
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i was a pretty huge 1d fan as a wee little lad. huge. gigantic. i adored those boys and they got me through a ton of angst. my 18th birthday party was a surprise 1d themed affair with my closest friends who were also megafans. i cried when zayn announced his departure. i heard of liams passing and thought i'd be fine. i had gotten over my 1d phase. after all, liam had become a bit cringy and i hadnt been keeping up with him like i had been with zayn or louis.
but man. im bummed out. it feels like part of my past has been scuffed away. it feels surreal. like ive lost a childhood friend ive never met. i feel guilty, like i should have been keeping up with his music while he was still here. i should have been supporting him while he was here. he was cringy, who cares? he was just a boy when this all started. i shouldnt have expected anything less. the fact that he died probably thinking he was the disgraced one direction member who none of the fans liked anymore? he was a boy once. idk.
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serghei, harder than he’s ever been: oh my god
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-- everyone i've risen from the dead to share that mated naiads need to squirt daily to regulate their hormones
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Jeonghan | Game Caterers EP.1-1
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-- starter call for kitty and/or bullet! like this and i will craft you something nefarious
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"hell yeah, that's my baby right there--" kitty beams in joy and leans over to give her girlfriend a victory kiss on the lips. ok, maybe the victory had been very influenced by his own (and bullet's) meddling, but miyeon just looked so good driving. the bounty hunter thumbs over the other's cheek. gives it a playful pinch. "you did great. what do you want your prize to be, huh?" though kitty's got a few ideas in mind... @adorajpg
#girls girls girls i love girls who love girls and femmes who love femmes and SAPPHICS!!!#t; kitty#adorajpg#god i love being a lesbian
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i'll cut your brakes if you fuckin' touch me
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-- would a trans man werewolf be too on the nose
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-- i know in my soul that kitty tried so hard to fuck ondinea but din's naivety and obliviousness far outweighed even kitty's game
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you want to be romantically attracted to someone? the thing that killed romeo and juliet?
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the dhampir watches his husband's every move. drinking him in, eyes flickering from thighs to chest to that cherubic face. once noori is sat pretty, serghei's hands are on him. one one his thigh, the other sneaking into that shirt so he can thumb over a nipple and pinch teasingly at the mound of flesh and muscle. delicious. "i pay you plenty of attention," he grumbles. serghei does know he's been away a lot. he's recently just gotten back from a hunt and his investments have required him to go out to meetings and spit threats through the phone. there hasn't been a lot of time for them as a couple. it kills serghei, it does. if he had his way, he'd be with his husband 24/7, plastered to his back or front and fucking him silly. "mm, dress up in what, babydoll?" serghei needs a visual, as usual. though memories of their wedding night has him hardening in his pants. their honeymoon had been a two week long affair. no work. no phone. just them. it's the closest thing to heaven serghei will ever taste, most likely, and it makes him ache. the hand on noori's thigh strokes and pets, sweeps up just a bit so he can get a good handful of ass. "i'd love to see this in something tight and white. good enough to eat."
Maybe the semi buttoned shirt was part of a bigger plan or maybe the cat was just feeling warm and had been to lazy to button all up, knowing, that one way or another, his husband would find time to loose them. While filing his claws Noori is very sure where the males gaze and attention were settled, maybe this was why he was not actually asking but pretty much presenting and idea and plan, keen, to get it done just like that. And he also knows when to get his attention away from his chest. Though he considered Farrahs ass not a turn off, Serghei surely did and so, attention back on the more important topic. "Even tight clothes are clothes, grumpy old brother." Clicking his tongue, Noori moved a bit closer so he could indeed sit in the males lap, knees on each side of his thighs. "I'm bored and I like when people pay attention to me." His shoulders shrugged. "Plus, I love a good reason to dress up and I feel like you wouldn't mind a revival of our wedding night."
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dark ceramics by Jessica Harrison 🫀
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"you come here often?" kitty was supposed to be gathering some details on a hunt, but, well, she got distracted. by gin. sue him. bullet's back at the motel doing his beauty routine so the immortal is in the bar, left to his own devices. well, as left as someone can be while being eternally attached to a demon. now they're just pleasantly buzzed and chatting up patrons. maybe she can get a free drink or two.
"you don't seem like the type. you seem too good for a place like this." @sovrumana
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