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shuaberriez · 1 year
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boyfriend coded
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atthebell-moved · 11 months
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q!cellbit covered in blood btw
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allthatdivides · 1 year
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THE VIRGIN MARY. TO ME
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gogy-darling · 2 years
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this game makes me so calm and happy 😌🌱✨ but I want my guy back so I can be VIOLENT 👹
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lesbian? yes
but anthony green
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biiscione · 2 years
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       The broad - shouldered lord appears terribly bashful, hands held behind his back while he kicks a pebble between his booted feet. Conversation about anything other than his martial studies or his newfound interest in Old Valyria, its people and language, was terribly difficult to make. The teenager pouts his lips to a corner of his mouth, dark hues peering down at the other. “Spring is almost o’er. I do not want for Summer. Hardly.” He laughs faintly. “I was a babe of Winter.”
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for-fucks-sake-h · 2 years
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Xander is back and hot as usual
Lemme see
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posallys · 4 months
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Once we were alone, his smile faded. “Are you all right, my boy?” “Yeah. I’m fine. I guess.” “I heard stories,” Poseidon said. “But I wanted to hear it directly from you. Tell me everything.” So I did. It was kind of disconcerting, because Poseidon listened so intently. His eyes never left my face. His expression didn’t change the whole time I talked.
The Battle Of The Labyrinth, Ch. 20
SORRY SOMEBODY HOLD ME POSEIDON IS SO WORRIED AND CARES SO MUCH IM GOING TO PUKE
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astrozure · 8 months
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♥️
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heich0e · 7 months
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trying to become a wine couple with shouto and the two of you sit on the floor in the living room each with a healthily poured glass in hand while you try (and fail) to describe the tasting notes.
"it's very..." you run your tongue over your lips, as though catching the last drop that clings to them might be a breakthrough. "...dry."
shouto swallows another mouthful, his nose twitching a little at the taste—he doesn't seem to like it, but he's trying (mostly for your sake.) he considers your point, and then adds thoughtfully: "i think it's pretty wet actually."
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xoalsox · 2 months
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taemin doing jonghyun's adlib in sherlock (originally in clue)
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vitospaghetta · 3 months
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RESIDENT EVIL: DEATH ISLAND
"You feel that? ... There's a draft."
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hishoukoku · 4 months
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Gorgeous, beautiful, majestic, powerful His Highness the Crown Prince of Xianle.
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rensukei · 1 year
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nsfw utc (dacryphilia, mutual pining, m!masturbation, mean kat :3)
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academicrival!katsuki who can only wonder what you'd look like when you're actually defeated.
sure, he's seen the competitive face you've flashed at him many times before, vying for the top marks on any given test you take together. he's seen the way your face scrunches up when he gets one point higher than your already outstanding 98, cursing him and saying you'll be sure to best him next time—but he doesn't mean that.
he wants to see you broken.
he wants to watch your pretty eyes gloss over with hot tears as they threaten to pour out over your flushed cheeks, all because you're too full to even fathom thinking coherently. the only thought running around on your fuzzy little mind is katsuki bakugou's cock and how full you feel from it, glancing down through your damp lashes to peer at the bulge forming on your tummy from how deep he's thrusting into you.
its all he can think about nowadays in the darkness of his room as his calloused fingers mindlessly wander down below his waistband after he finishes his work. its sickening, really—you're insufferable. how can someone he's despised since the very moment he saw them render him speechless? well... not exactly speechless; every now and then, hushed profanities will spill past his pursed lips between tight gasps as he tried his best to keep quiet.
"you like that, slut?" he swears, "fuck, y'takin me so well, pretty, shit-"
the only issue is that it's not actually you, it's just his fist working overtime. thank god he's got a vivid mind. then again, your skimpy little hero costume doesn't leave much to the imagination.
he's fantasized about ripping the restricting clothes off your soft skin so many times—honestly, it's unwillingly happened more times than he can count. god, what he'd give to feel your hot, sweat-sheen skin under his featherlight touches as he marks all over your body, leaving no curve of your surface forgotten. that'll show you; every time you go to pick a fight with him about an upcoming grade, the slightest mention of the mere thought of him reducing you to a bitch in heat will shut you up for good.
little does he know that you think the very same thoughts about him as you sit alone in your cozy dorm, his toned body and mean remarks only fueling your lascivious daydreams. your hotheaded rival, taking all his heated anger out on your grateful body has you shivering in a cold sweat.
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crazymecjc · 2 months
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“what’s in your pockets, pumpkin?”
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