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Cowboys and coyotes.

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Can I edge you until you cry ?

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when they say “you’re hot” but kafka said “you’re the knife I turn inside myself” like do better

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stressed little loser

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The Diaries of Franz Kafka, 1912

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having him bend over for hole inspection. smacking his ass and making him count just to hear how his voice trembles and his breath hitches. digging my nails into the skin and scratching him. "oh, you whine as beautifully as mommy remembers". biting his ass. spreading his legs open with my foot. "you're such a whore, my love. and you're so leaky, poor thing". slowly preparing him to take one of my fingers and then add a second one. stretching his hole, kissing and biting his thighs while praising him for taking mommy's fingers so well. and then finally using his favorite dildo to fuck an orgasm out of him

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tumblr show me the pretty boys who get too clingy and obsessed and can’t hide their excitement with you. tumblr show me the pretty boys who would pout and whine and beg me for my attention and send me a million texts when ‘m busy. tumblr show me the pretty boys who would beg me to ruin them. tumblr show me the pretty boys who would send me lewd videos of them fucking themselves and whimpering how they need me. tumblr where are the pretty boys who would drop to their knees and stick their tongue out without hesitation if i tell them to. tumblr where are the pretty boys who would choke on my fingers and grab my hand to push it down further their throat. tumblr where are the pretty boys who would treat me like ‘m their world. tumbl

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Teeth of the Valley

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what if your doppelganger loved being you more than you ever loved being yourself. they're better at being you and everyone loves them and it feels almost selfish to want your life back. i want clone horror but the horror is that the thing trying to replace you is also the person you always wanted to be.

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I’ve been reading ur fanfics for a few days now and they are incredible!! I genuinely cannot find writing on sanji character that makes him act the way I want him to but u nailed it!! Tysm xoxoxo🖤🖤

Oh thank you!!!! Thank youuuu!!!! I’m so pleased that you enjoy it (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄) For a while I thought I’d never write for him because I’d never get it down right, and so many other writers were already making such good stuff that I didn’t think I could compare, but for it to be exactly what you’d been looking for makes me so so happy. Such a sweet message, thank you (๑ > ᴗ < ๑)°ᡣ𐭩 . ° . !!

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Zoro having the strangest reaction to you getting an injury.

Cw: nsfw

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It starts low in his gut, but he notices it.

A flipping feeling at your first reaction to Chopper cleaning the wound.

You'd had a sharp inhale and an, "Oh, fuck," whispered between your lips and for some reason it...intrigues him.

He lingers.

Feign concern, he figures, if anyone asks.

But he wants more from you, is desperate to keep listening just so he can hear you again, start imagining again...

Your breathing hitches once more and he feels another stir, notices a jolt shoot...downward...and gapes at you all sprawled out on the deck.

He's. Half. Hard.

Turning, face burning, he clears his throat as Chopper goes to start wrapping your wound. He shifts his swords to cover his erection.

"Zoro!" At your breathy, strained call, he closes his eyes, bites back a moan. He spins to look at you. "Thanks for the help back there."

A stiff nod.

He's staring again.

"Let me help you to your room,"

Shouldering you to your room probably isn't the best idea, given his predicament. It also probably isn't the best idea to accept your embrace, press you to the wall, then kiss you.

It surprises you, but you kiss him back, can feel him half-hard against you.

"Still worked up from the fight?" You whisper out.

"Something like that..." he acknowledges with his lips against your throat now.

"Need some help?"

He groans when you roll your hips against him.

"Ohh, you have no idea..."

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But the horror... The horror was for love. The things we do for love like this are ugly, mad, full of sweat and regret. This love burns you and maims you and twists you inside out. It is a monstrous love and it makes monsters of us all.

CRIMSON PEAK (2015) dir. Guillermo del Toro

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holding hands is such a small intimate gesture and it’s probably one of my favorite things

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all one piece men are the same if you just looked at them and pouted out your lips a bit they give you a kiss without you even asking them

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