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SUNSHINE BABYYYYY
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naariel · 6 months
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"I belong at your side."
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I'd be the voice that urged Orpheus when her body was found I'd be the choiceless hope in grief that drove him underground I'd be the dreadful need in the devotee That made him turn around And I'd be the immediate forgiveness In Eurydice Imagine being loved by me
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I won't deny I've got in my mind now all the things we'd do So I'll try to talk refined for fear that you find out how I'm imaginin' you
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I'd be the last shred of truth in the lost myth of true love I'd be the sweet feeling of release mankind now dreams of That's found in the last witness Before the wave hits Marvelling at God Before he feels alone One final time And marries the sea Imagine being loved by me
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sunglassesmish · 10 months
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DARK HARVEY/TWO FACE IN GOTHAM KNIGHTS 1x13
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honeypleasejustkillme · 9 months
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never was much of a romantic (i’m incredibly romantic, from the day i met you something clicked in my mind that you are the one i want, i’ve loved before, i’ve been loved before but you take up your own section in my brain, i could stare at you for hours, listening to your voice is better than listening to any song, it has always been you, whether we end up romantic or not, it has always been you)
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deoidesign · 5 months
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my mind is tranquil- It is my soul which burns
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A/N ::: @kazutora-kurokawa the sometimes other half of my brain that I didn't know I hadn't used for a while, said something about Part I and here we are, bbys.
18+ MDNI UNDER THE CUT PLEASE 18+
C/W ::: FreelancePhotographer!Hanma x F.reader (this happens on her wedding day), P->V unprotected sex, oral F->M and M->F, M cums on F tongue. I think that's about it.
PART I
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PART II
The big day is here, it's finally here. And you're in the bridal suite getting all fixed up for your husband-to-be.
You looked stunning: Your makeup was is perfect, there hadn't been wasn't a single hair outta place and your dress was is hugging every curve of your body.
The photographer that your fiancé hired to catch things from another perspective was moving around the venue, taking pictures of him, his wedding party, the guests and the structures. Really capturing the beauty of everything.
The photographer you'd rehired was in the suite with you to make timeless those soft moments of you pulling your stockings up and connecting them to the garter belts that squeezed your thighs so deliciously, and reapplying your lipstick after you swallowed his cock for the 2nd time today.
The journey to the aisle, you were calling it.
But like every grand journey, there will be bumps along the way. Bumps in the road. Bumps in the night. Hanma bumpin' the tip of his dick against your drippy hole.
He was standing behind you, his hands holding the dip of your curvy waist, digging his nails into your skin every time you clenched around him.
He dragged your slip up over your ass and tucked it in the back of your crotch less panties and kicked your feet apart with his own.
Yes, the photographer was capturing every moment: The way he grabbed a fistful of your hair and yanked your head back, exposing your neck to him.
Hanma leaned in and ran his tongue from the base of your neck to the shell of your ear and whispered "You're so fucking wet, you slutty bride."
And you were. So wet that it had dripped down your thighs and onto the garter belt.
He was getting excited at this point, adjusting his pants and rubbing his half-hard cock through the fabric.
"You look so good with my dick inside you. Do you think your husband would like to see that?" Hanma asked as he slipped his cock back inside you.
"No, no. I really don't. 'N don' talk 'bout him - ohhh fuckkk - wh-while you're balls deep in m'cunt. K?" You moaned, gripping the counter tighter.
"Right, right. Don't want to ruin the mood. I'll just keep doing this, then," Hanma chuckled. He grabbed your hips and started thrusting into you, pounding into your pussy relentlessly.
The slapping sounds resonated throughout the antiquated room.
He reached around and began to rub circles on your clit. "Cum for me, slutty bride. I want you to gush all over this cock. Ffffucking cum all over me."
Hanma sped up his movements, thrusting into you and rubbing your clit faster.
Your orgasm ripped through your body and your pussy clenched around him.
Hanma pulled out of you and turned you around.
"Open up, baby. G'na cum on that pretty face of yours," Hanma growled and grabbed a handful of hair atop your head.
You dropped to your knees and wrapped your hand around the base of his cock. You stroked him quickly and opened your mouth.
Hanma grunted and spurted his load onto your tongue. You swallowed every drop and licked the tip of his dick clean.
He got down on his knees and began kissing your thighs, moaning his way up to your pussy. He stuck his tongue inside and lapped up your juices.
"Mmm, you taste so ... fuck," Hanma groaned into your pussy.
He licked your clit until you came again, covering his face in your cum.
You collapsed on the floor and laid there panting. Hanma laid beside you, his chest rising and falling as well.
"That was good. We need to do that again." Hanma sighed and kissed your lips. He stood up and tucked himself back into his pants, zipping them up and fixing his belt.
"Again, huh?" You laughed. I'm sure you're sensing the theme here, today?"
Hanma grinned and helped you up.
"Fuckin' slutty bride." He gave you a hard smack on the ass.
You looked out the window with a vacant stare and Hanma snapped you back with the shutter of his camera.
"Look at this." He walked over to you and held it for you to see.
You looked at it, "Yeah? And? It's just me, before my ... my wedding." You sighed.
"Y/n, n-no. You're not happy. 2 minutes ago you were smiling sucking down my cum. And now you look like you just saw a puppy get beat up by a rooster."
"The - the fuck are you talking about?" You laughed.
You. Laughed.
"I'm talking about .... come with me. My ride is right outside your window. Come ... with ... me!"
"I ... well - but - wh-what about ..." there wasn't a single reason in your head or heart why you should stay and subject yourself to this man you didn't even love. The marriage was out of convenience and was set up solely by your father.
"You wanna argue with yourself or get on the back of my bike and travel the world together?" Hanma looked at his watch, "You have 4 minutes until you're supposed to be walkin' down the longest aisle of your life. Hana, please ..."
The photographer looked at you with such sincerity, it made your heart ache. You knew that this was your chance to escape. And you couldn't let it slip away.
You grabbed Hanma's hand and jumped out the window, landing in the bushes below, tearing your dress up and scratching the fuck out of your legs. "I suppose I had that coming." You joked.
Hanma laughed, tore the majority of the skirt off of your dress and swung his leg over the seat of his bike. "Here, put this on. Can't have you freezing off those beautiful tits of yours." Hanma tossed you a leather jacket that was warm and smelled of cigarettes and cologne. "We'll stop and get me a helmet in a bit. You wear this one for now. Let's go, slutty bride."
"Where to?" You asked, wrapping your arms around his waist.
"Anywhere you want, hana," Hanma replied, revving up the engine and driving away from the wedding venue.
Hanma held up the camera on his phone, "Hey," he said to you at the red light, "I never want to forget this." You smooshed your face up next to his and smiled and when the light turned green, he drove away into the city night, leaving behind the confinement of a loveless marriage and the expectations of a family that didn't care.
The only looking back you ever do is pull that photo up off of the nightstand in you and Hanma's room, that he took the day he stole you away from a future you never wanted in the first place.
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@arlerts-angel @katkitkats @darkstarlight82 @viburnt
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frnkiebby · 2 months
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what a fucking CUTIE~🎃
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anton-rasputin · 4 months
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C'mon, what a sweet and innocent creature. Mwah.
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im--never--happy · 8 months
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mako being a smart little nerd
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shut the fuck up look how cute he is with his little thinky detective smart nerd face on
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leedongwook · 8 months
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Lee Dong Wook 🔥 // Instagram 06.09.2023
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Welcome to my presentation. I’d like to direct your attention to my favorite Boko No Hero Academia character, Present Mic aka Yamada Hizashi and his lack of butt. I need people to know about it. For science.
If anyone has any evidence that Aizawa does in fact bring the cake to this relationship, feel free to respond to this post. Thank you
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Gif of me explaining my findings.
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I keep thinking about how Ed went to take another toe from Izzy as punishment for the crew refusing to throw the treasure overboard. How he directly tied the physical abuse he inflicted on Izzy to the behaviour of the crew. Obviously yes we make the argument that Blackbeard was high and therefore didn’t have that much control over what he was doing, but this seems too manipulative for me to believe that’s 100% true. It reads as a calculated move to isolate Izzy from the crew, to make sure he kept them in line because he faced the consequences of their actions.
And it doesn’t work! Even though he knows that protecting the crew’s wellbeing will have catastrophic consequences for his own, Izzy still puts them first. He recognises that what the crew has is important and special - even if he doesn’t see himself as having a place in it.
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fuckyeah-bears · 8 months
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I’m having some fucking FEELINGS about Marcus Mumford again
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my darling boy, how i love you so
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unhandmeisay · 1 month
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Hello mes amis
I need your help \o/
I want to write an Edgar Lycoris fic bc though we only had three hours with him, I’m already obsessed
HOWEVER, inspiration strikes easier with good music to give a push, and I can’t find anything that fits his vibe correctly :(((
Would y’all have suggestion to build a proper Edgar playlist? If so, don’t hesitate to offer, I’m all ears, I NEED to feed my obsession for that scarecrow of a man
Thx in advance lovelies <333
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pfenniged · 2 months
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Okay so I FINALLY got to watch the new Masters of the Air Episode:
Great episode, but I'm dying because my boy Louis Hofmann showed up as the fucking interrogator, acted circles around everyone else, then peaced.
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