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damndewdrops · 2 years
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-Diaries, 1910-1923 by Franz Kafka
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damndewdrops · 3 years
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@murd3rm1ttens this might be odd lmfao but this (the lady doing the guessing) is my mental image of you (not in looks but like. in personality) she’s just so perceptive about people and relationships between people. I just finished rereading the 🌻 update and am in SHOCK about how good you are at characterization 😳😳😳
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damndewdrops · 3 years
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^^^^^^ !!! maka is so fucking cool I tolerate ZERO maka slander
highly underrated comedy is maka having the highest kill count of the main group. every discussion abt how she's the weakest in terms of combat ability should have that fact brought up
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damndewdrops · 3 years
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I'm such a slut for enemies-to-lovers relationships where the hate-to-love is initially super lopsided. Meaning like Person A comes around waaayyyyy sooner than Person B, so it starts out as two enemies, then a one-sided hate, then they both love each other but the one-sided hate part lasts for a really long time. I feel like these types of scenarios are either really cute or give MAJOR hurt/comfort vibes but either way I'm obsessed :’)
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damndewdrops · 3 years
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when sasuke hit the floor, i felt that
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damndewdrops · 3 years
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love you nadia <3 <3
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this sums up my outlook on life pretty well lmfao
tagging: @murd3rm1ttens​ @jeanery​ and @petriikore​
Choose one picture from ur camera roll without downloading to sum up your personality and then tag 5 ppl
tagged by @shy–cum
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@papsmearrrr @asongthatsingsitself @brutus-red-xiii @m4rris @wolf-biter @esquizoanalise @galacticgothsquid @iamjohanna @shad-bhaddie ok that’s more than 5, whatever
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damndewdrops · 3 years
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hello my loves I made a uquiz!! for context: i have a lot of really bizarre fucking dreams starring really bizarre fucking women. take the quiz to find out which one you are and then tell me !!!
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yugao and hayate are the naruto version of “Gorgeous Woman I would sell my soul to be (with) + man who looks like the life is being drained out of him with every passing minute” and I'm so here for it 😌✋
If you’re still taking requests, could you do Yugao and Hayate pls ? I LOVE your artwork !!
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A redraw of their pic together because i like that picture 🖤
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💌send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome 💌
awww ily jean 💌
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damndewdrops · 3 years
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Okay if Naruto characters were real who would be your best friend? Like actually. Not just wishful thinking about your fave, who would you real life vibe with?
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damndewdrops · 3 years
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drop your fave naruto rarepairs 🥰
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damndewdrops · 3 years
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What do you think of trans women? Personally as a trans woman I think there are no words in the english language to describe how amazing we are
I think you're great and trans women are always the best at choosing names??? I met a trans woman once whose name was Aphrodite. Straight up. Killer name if you ask me
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damndewdrops · 3 years
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NOFKWKKWKDKWKWKKSKD
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damndewdrops · 3 years
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good morning afternoon evening night it’s time to scream internally about maneskin again :)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mcL0IM247sk
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Are you gay or Asian I'm confused which is it
anon i just want you to know that this is THE funniest ask i have ever received.
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congrats on 69 followers ;)))))))
we love men who have strength kinks and sakura is deceivingly powerful. i'm thinking.... kisasaku mut? big shark man being dommed by small powerful woman?
I didn't forget u, bby!!! I just had to...figure a few things out.
TW: gore. Because come on, y’all, this is for @snickiebear lmaooo.
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When Hoshigaki Kisame finds the legendary Mokuton no Sakura drinking in some hole in the wall bar in the middle of nowhere, he really has no choice but to tell her that the sword he’s slinging around underneath his Akatsuki robe is much more impressive than Samehada.
She does nothing except roll her pretty green eyes and bluntly say: “That probably means you’re terrible in the sack.”
Kisame blinks. This is the last thing he expects her to say.
“Look,” she says, sighing, “I know guys are used to hearing their partners moan about how big their dicks are or whatever, but I’m gonna let you in on a little secret, Hoshigaki.” Sakura gestures for him to lean in closer to her with a single finger. He acquiesces, and she murmurs, right up against his ear, “Guys with big cocks don’t know how to use them. It’s tragic. They think their size can carry them through a night of sex but the cold hard truth is that size doesn’t mean shit. So unless you’ve got more to offer, you and your big useless cock can fuck right off.”
She takes a delicate sip of her drink and kicks him in the chest to get her personal space back. Kisame immediately gets hard because she hasn’t even used chakra and the spot where she kicked his chest hurts so good —
“But I don’t wanna fuck off, I want us to fuck each other.”
“Why?”
“Have you seen yourself?”
“So you want to fuck me because I’m pretty.” She sips again. “That’s no guarantee you’ll have a good time. What if I’m the type to just lay there and rely on my good looks to get you off, the same way you’d probably rely on your size to make me come?”
Kisame almost busts a nut right then and there because nobody has ever spoken to him like this, and the way her eyes glitter when she says these things makes him come to the obvious conclusion that —
“You don’t seem like the type, Haruno.” He leans in and says, “And I didn’t proposition because you’re pretty. I propositioned you because you look like the type who’d wanna throw hands at the person you’re fucking, and I’m the type who gives it back.”
She tilts her head and appraises him for the first time. Her eyes linger on his hands.
“So you want to fight-fuck,” she says slowly.
Kisame grins, showing off some very sharp teeth.
“Yes please.” Kisame drums his fingers against Samehada and says, “We can use your room if that makes you feel better. And I’ll pay for damages.”
Sakura finishes her drink and keeps her eyes trained on him until the last drop trickles out the side of the glass and zigzags down her jaw line and throat.
“Let’s go.”
Kisame barely makes it past the doors of her room before she grabs him by the scruff of his shirt and tugs downward so that he is on his knees before her. Even while kneeling, Kisame is eye level with her. She pouts.
“Oh. This isn’t going to work.”
So she punches him in the chest and Kisame catapults backwards. His back hits the wall with a hard thud, and he sees stars behind his eyelids — and was that a fucking crack from his chest? Kisame coughs out some blood and grins. She fucking broke his ribs.
“You evil little bitch,” Kisame says with the sharpest, bloodiest, most affectionate smile on his face. “I’m going to fucking ruin you.”
Sakura snorts.
“Yeah. I’d like to see you try.”
Kisame’s arm shoots out and his massive hand wraps around her delicate little throat. She squeaks when he lifts her up so that her feet dangle uselessly in the air.
“Oh no,” Kisame says darkly. “How are you going to get out of this?”
Sakura’s eyes gleam. She kicks him in the stomach and he drops her, doubling over as he wheezes. While he catches his breath, as bloodied and labored as it is, she hits him with an uppercut to his chin to force him upright and the second he stands up straight, she pushes him against the wall with one hand while the other tears his clothes off.
“Wow, I guess you weren’t kidding,” Sakura says, staring with barely concealed horror at his erection.
“Can’t handle it?” Kisame says with a bloody grin.
Sakura rolls her eyes.
“You’re the one standing naked in front of me with broken ribs and a half-broken jaw,” she says primly. “I don’t think you’re in any position to ask what I can and can’t handle.”
She promptly sweeps his legs out from underneath him and he lands on his ass, his head knocking against the wall. His body hurts so good, and before he can blink, Sakura sinks onto his cock.
Kisame roars; she is so fucking wet and tight around him, and she has taken all of him inside her.
“Oh fuck,” she says, gasping. Tears dot the corners of her eyes. “You’re fucking huge.”
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” Kisame says, squeezing her outer thighs. “You good?”
She moves experimentally against him, and Kisame breathes shallowly, willing himself not to come.
“Oh,” she breathes out, and her voice suddenly takes on a dark, sultry quality, “yeah, I’m more than good.”
She places two delicate hands around his throat to anchor herself and rides. Kisame damn near passes out, not because he is running out of oxygen — which he is, because it’s so fucking obvious that she’s never put her hands around a fuck buddy’s throat before and she’s doing it wrong and blocking his airway but he fucking likes it — but because she is sliding so wetly over the base of his cock, all over his balls, all over his pelvis, and she has slowly started applying more and more chakra to her fingertips —
Kisame’s head snaps sharply to the left, and he blinks through the stinging pain radiating from his left cheek. His cock twitches inside her.
“Don’t pass out on me,” she says darkly, riding him even faster. “I’m so fucking close.”
“There’s no way in hell I’m missing that,” Kisame growls gutturally, placing his hands on her hips and thrusting up into her with hard insistent pumps. She bounces above him from the sheer force of him fucking her, and her grip slowly loosens around his throat as her eyes roll to the back of her head.
“Still think I’m terrible in the sack?” Kisame gloats.
Her eyes lock onto his, and with a sneer, she hits the spot where she broke his ribs. Kisame coughs brokenly, and blood splatters all over her pretty face and her hair. She doesn’t bat an eyelash.
“Oops, sorry,” she says breathlessly, her voice hitching because he hasn’t stopped his hard, fast strokes.
“Don’t apologize,” Kisame says in a low dangerous purr. “Just come all over my big useless cock.”
He punctuates the last three words with three thrusts, each one deeper and harder than the last. Sakura closes her eyes and tilts her head up, her mouth falling open, and for one worrying second, Kisame thinks he’s somehow fucked up and given her a mediocre orgasm until —
Until he feels her squeeze around him in a series of rhythmic pulses, and Kisame almost comes because each pulse is impossibly tighter than the last and there’s no fucking way she’s not using chakra —
“I’m not,” Sakura whispers. Tears leak out of her closed eyes, and they mingle with the blood splatter on her cheeks.
“Not what?” Kisame says, thoroughly discombobulated.
“Using chakra,” she answers, still whispering. “This is just a really fucking good orgasm.”
Kisame believes her. But at the same time...
“No,” he growls. “You’re still talking. We can do better.”
By the base of her scalp, Kisame grips her hair by the roots and slows his thrusts, switching his angle, and he wonders if this feels as good for her as it does for him because he is so lightheaded from pleasure and —
Kisame wakes up, blinking owlishly at the ceiling. His chest no longer hurts.
His dick is still hard.
He finds a note taped to Samehada: I don’t fuck losers who pass out in the middle of sex because of two broken ribs and a punctured lung. It was fun while it lasted.
Kisame roars with laughter. He’ll find her again. And this time, he’ll make sure he’s strong enough to take a hit from those beautiful, dangerous fists.
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damndewdrops · 3 years
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they have my heart
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