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USA people! Buy NOTHING Feb 28 2025. Not anything. 24 hours. No spending. Buy the day before or after but nothing. NOTHING. February 28 2025. Not gas. Not milk. Not something on a gaming app. Not a penny spent. (Only option in a crisis is local small mom and pop. Nothing. Else.) Promise me. Commit. 1 day. 1 day to scare the shit out of them that they don't get to follow the bullshit executive orders. They don't get to be cowards. If they do, it costs. It costs.

Then, if you can join me for Phase 2. March 7 2025 thtough March 14 2025? No Amazon. None. 1 week. No orders. Not a single item. Not one ebook. Nothing. 1 week. Just 1.

If you live outside the USA boycott US products on February 28 2025 and stand in solidarity with us and also join us for the week of no Amazon.

Are you with me?

Spread the word.

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Absolutely not wtf

can someone write to Luigi Mangione and tell him to grow his mohawk out some more so he can finally enter his Matty Healy era

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bruh. nypd and eric adams gave evidence to hbo before they gave it to luigi's lawyers. and the evidence obtained was a violation of 4th amendment CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS, meaning it can't be used in the case. they're trying soooooooo hard to bias the public against him

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As promised, they did it!! Giant Luigi Mangione image projected in NYC

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The judge refusing to have Luigi's shackles removed due to "safety" concerns just shows how this case has been nothing but the presumption of guilt over innocence. They're trying so hard to make him look dangerous when in reality I'd feel safer alone in a room with Luigi than with any of those NYPD officers around him :/ I have no words

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He's so cunty I need him

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Heat#

David Bowie X Reader

Warnings: !8+!!!!!, Rough sex, Daddy kink, Reader being horny as hell. If you don’t like don’t read.

A/N- sorry for taking so long, i felt this one could have a better ending though.

you hated when you got like this.

You were laying in bed in a t-shirt and panties, fresh out of the shower. Feeling so horny and so fucking shameful at the same time. The shame came from the fact that you had to leave work early, blaming it on a “stomach ache” when in reality it was taking every muscle in your body not to grind in your chair while working. So as soon as you came home you took a shower with the coldest water possible, but the cold water somehow turned you on even more. 

So now here you are rubbing your clothed cunt on the sheets of your bed. Every grind felt so teasingly good. You were both glad and a bit irritated that David wasn’t home yet. Glad because you were always the one too shy to initiate anything so that saved you a few seconds of shame, and irritated because his dick was the only one that could satisfy you. 

Over and over and over again.

All you could think about was his cock, every second of the day. The only thing you wanted more was for someone to fuck you hard till your thighs bruised and your cunt was throbbing pink and soaked.

You were so wrapped up in your thoughts that you didn’t notice David standing in the doorway of the bedroom holding flowers.

“ I’ve come home to surprise my beautiful angel from a long days work. And here she is rubbing her wet little cunt on our bed.” He said, all while putting the flowers in a vacant vase. 

Shame rose directly to your cheeks and the tips of your ears. You were pulling down you pajama shirt as far as it can go, trying to cover the your panties, in which the crotch was almost completely see through. You couldn’t even look him in his blue-green eyes as he settled in the bed next to you.

“Baby, look at me” he said in his most calming voice.

You did as you were told, feeling instant comfort from his gaze.

“Why were you grinding the bed?”

Little shit, he knew exactly why. You thought to yourself as your cheeks began to heat up.

“Baby, it’s ok to tell me, it’s just us no one else around, you can tell Daddy.”

With the pet name you got a little closer to him, of course there was no crime in giving yourself over to pleasure.

“I was grinding on the bed because i was horny,Daddy. I had to leave work early and take a cold shower because I couldn’t stop thinking about your cock.”

“Oh? And when you were thinking about my cock what was i doing?” When he asked this you noticed how his fingers were tracing the outline of your panties, moving your wetness around your clothed clit, making you even more sensitive since, you already had a wet spot.

“I-I was thinking about ho-fuck-how much I like it when your balls rub against my clit when you’re fucking me from behind.” you struggled forming the sentences as he rubbed faster and began palming himself through his pants.

“There’s my good girl, keep going love.”

He groaned while unzipping his pants. His boxers wet with pre-cum.

You began to rub your own clit as his hands were occupied and began to tell further. “ But my favorite part is when Daddy slaps his cock against my pussy and rubs his tip against my clit, always teasing me but never going fully insi-ah!” gasping as he ripped off your panties and lifted up your pajama shirt to expose your tits, fondling them.

He pulled his boxers down so his cock could spring out leaning against his navel, head already covered in his pre cum. He leaned down to kiss you, filled with passion, his tounge gliding around yours. He was absently grinding his cock right between the lips of your pussy, the tip just grazing over your clit. This caused you to gasp in his mouth, which let his tounge go deeper into your mouth. 

“ Fuck, darling you feel so fucking good.” He grunted through his teeth. you were leaking onto the bedsheets since he then began to suck on the tip of your tounge and play with your nipples, rolling them between his fingers. 

Since you were so wet his cock was just sliding against your pussy, It was sliding so easily that the tip almost went in, making you both moan.

“Darling, Shit, How do you want to be fucked?” He said with a growl in my ear.

“Hard, please” You said with so much need, it was almost pathetic.

David spent no time taking of the rest of his pants and then easing himself inside of you. 

“Daddy, I said I want it hard, M’already so wet you can go hard.” you whined.

He pinched your cheek. “ I know but i just want to make sure I don’t hurt you.”

He then began pounding into you, not to hard but enough to make you feel as if every thrust was making a puddle drip from your pussy. 

“Fuckkkkkk darlin’, feels so good, don’t ever stop.” The sensation of him between your legs while nipping at your neck felt like bliss, like you wouldn’t mind staying like this forever.

He then just began to fuck you into the mattress, not giving a damn if the bed was creaking, he was playing with your tits and sucking a hickey right on your neck. 

You didn’t say that you were going to cum, and neither did David, both of you just started getting more sloppy with you’re lovemaking and then you both came, watching it leak out on the bed.