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okk--maaan · 2 years

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I had a dream that Nickelodeon had a 2 hour Roast of Butch Hartman special and they kept showing disclaimers at the end of every commercial break saying that this program would be the only time “fuck” was said on Nickelodeon

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Adam Driver on Kylo Ren at the star of The Rise of Skywalker (x)

#yes

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okk--maaan · 2 years

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Hack the planet.

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okk--maaan · 2 years

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since some of yall (mostly racist white people and c**ns) got upset with me the other day about supporting black fanfiction writers, i decided to explain to you all about why i said what i said.

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okk--maaan · 2 years

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Hello my loves! My commissions are OPEN

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I will be accepting commissions for digital Comfort Character Inspired Valentine Letters. All letters will be sent via email and are non refundable. You can purchase them on my ko-fi or on etsy

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As usual I will be accepting donations and tips as well and I send you all my love 💕

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okk--maaan · 2 years

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Recently, I’ve been getting a lot of inspo from photos. Here’s one of them.

Charlie Barber x F Reader

(cw: femme reader, oral sex, clothed m naked f)

Even though you’re checking out this morning, he makes the bed out of habit—lightly reorienting the covers the two of you had wrinkled with sweat and cum the night before. A small white coffee cup dwarfed in his hand, he sips the dark, rich brew as he looks out on the streets of Manhattan below, soaking up the sounds of the city. He’s dressed for the day, wearing a sharp black suit for the Broadway matinée you’ll see before you fly back to LA.

The soft pitter-patter of the shower slows and comes to a stop; a cloud of steam billows from the bathroom as you open the door and emerge into the space.

He sets his coffee down on the windowsill and takes slow steps to where you stand, looking down at the droplets of water that cling to your décolletage and your damp hair. He likes you like this: undone, unadorned, a sight for only him to see.

He knows you need to get ready, knows you need to slip into the elegant black dress draped over the chair in the corner and smooth the Dior rouge he’d bought you over those irresistible lips—but his finger hooks into the towel wrapped around your midsection, tugging until it drops to the floor. He backs you up against the foot of the bed, only stopping when your shins hit the frame and you tumble onto the mattress.

He sinks to his knees before you.

Hooking his hands under your thighs, he spreads your legs wide, draping them over his shoulders. The scent of your soap fills his nose as he drags it across your skin, moving ever closer to your core. His thumb comes to the apex of your slit, pressing gently to part your folds and expose the sweet pearl of your clit. His plush lips wrap around your stiffened peak, sucking gently as his middle finger swirls against your slick entrance.

You stifle a moan when he presses into your heat, but he shakes his head, humming his dissent into your quivering cunt.

All too often, you have to be quiet at home, always conscious of Henry sleeping in his bedroom down the hallway… but not here, not with the thick walls and the anonymity of your hotel room.

As he begins to lave at your clit with the flat of his tongue, you know what he wants.

He wants you to be loud.

#so hot youre hurting my feelings #just wreck me in that suit dude #charlie barber #jynzandtonic

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