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#i couldn't hold myself sorry not sorry
wikipedie · 1 year
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my friends @coffee-laytte/@coffee-laytte-two and @gloriesunsung are the funniest mfers
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icantdothistodaybruh · 6 months
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Designs by @vodyaniks
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cyntias · 5 months
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recently i've been reading the scarlet lady au from @zoe-oneesama and i love it so much !! i fell in love with the multimouse redesign she did sooo i drew her (silly rkgk) !
very roughly painted over a picture to color it but i prefer the uncolored one (still added both because why not) 💗
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hatkuu · 4 months
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actually criminal that @sydneys-stalker has me stuck thinking about step brother kylar. sigh. (afab reader x amab kylar.) (little sister and big brother used respectively for the two of you.)
You've always trusted your brother, despite everything. He's been the one to hold you as you cry, to wipe the tears from your face as you blubber about everything and nothing all at once. You'd never know that just by living in the same household as Kylar you'd receive the same awful treatment from his and your own peers.
You had one another. And it's always been like that.
You're hovering outside of Kylar's bedroom door, hand ghosting the cool brass doorknob. Is this normal? To want to sneak into his room and have him hold you? To toss and turn in your own sheets until the nausea makes your stomach squirl in agony? To only want Kylar of all people to lowly whisper in your ear that it's okay, that you're safe with him, and that with your big brother here, you don't have to worry about anything at all.
Your hand presses onward without thought.
Kylar's sat at his computer, lazily clicking through what looks to be twenty open tabs until he realises his door is open and you're standing there, thighs bare for him to gawk at as your sleep-shirt bunches up against the swells of your body. He blinks, once, twice, then a third time before he closes the webpage entirely, mumbling at you while he readjusts his clothing to look a bit more presentable at 2:34 am. He stands quickly, moving towards you instinctively.
"You can't sleep again...?" He asks softly, a hand rising to cup your cheek while his thumb slides repetitively against the smooth skin. You lean into the touch, sighing. The warmth of your breath makes his thumb cease it's movements - his own eyes growing wide at the sensation - he's always loved when you reciprocate like this. Even if it's always late when you do it.
You nod slowly, hands twitching at your side as the scent of Kylar hits you full force; overbearingly male, tangy and deep in a way that makes your thighs rub together. Your eyes sleepily blink back at him, and Kylar's breath hitches like he's just made the most obvious mistake ever.
"H-Here!" He says quickly, tugging you towards his bed and making it in a hurry, smoothing out the sheets and fluffing one of the pillows for your weary head. "I-I haven't, um, cleaned in a while so..." His eyes avoid your own, waiting for you to move.
You move.
You climb into Kylar's bed, lacking any grace whatsoever.
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One of your legs wrap around Kylar's waist, your shirt riding up enough that Kylar can feel the drag of your pussy against his thigh. He shudders, groaning loudly against the skin of your neck as he hungrily laps at the skin of your collarbones.
You feel the hot press of his leaking tip prod against your entrance, demanding to be let inside. You whine at the stimulation, hips wiggling as Kylar's nails hold them firm. "J-Just let me-- Oh--" The head slips inside, you're wet enough that it doesn't hurt, wet enough that the sudden stretch makes your lower half zing in anticipation for more. For Kylar's cock to bash against your cervix, for the stretch to truly burn rather than be a dull ache.
"K-Kylar-- Just the tip, remember?" You beg, legs still clinging to his waist like you want more than just that - like you want to go the whole way but your stupid little moral compass won't let you.
"Hah-- Oh fuck," He curses as your walls spasm around his head, weakly trying to coax him deeper inside. He wants to - he wants to do so much more than just cuddle and barely stick his cock inside of you - claim you as his own, not just his little sister, but as his wife.
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opens-up-4-nobody · 6 months
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#ever sit like a corpse in your own body?#im doing a job i wasnt designed for. theres this funny thing we do in academia where we beg for money. write in consise phrasing why we#deserve funding. what it is about our project what it is about our personhood that makes us deserving. what we're doing in our present to#give back and ensure a better future. and i can pull together a description of a nervous kid who couldn't read but loved to learn anyway.#who didnt kno how to hold proper a conversation until college and so tried and got better at ppl. who wouldnt let a language problem get in#the way of information gain. who cares about making complicated info visually digestible. and that's a nice story. but it falls apart when#projected into the future. what r u doing for the future? im just trying to continue existing#dont u want to help other ppl like u? sure but i dont have anything nice to say to them. does it ever get easier? no. it probably never will#ur brain was not built for reading. sometimes things r just terrible and u have to accept that. develop a crippling mental disorder or do#something where u dont have to read. see. not helpful. bad attitude. im just too full of blood and broken glass. all my achievements r#stained red and it hurts to look at them. to get myself to function i have to squeeze so tight i can feel the strain in my head. and even#then its not enough. do u kno what its like to spend ur whole life building something only to watch it burn to ashes in front of u? just a#broken machine rotting away underground where no one will see it. but dont let things fester. speak up if somethings wrong. and say what?#lmao i wrote this last night and then today when my advisor was like: hows it going? do u feel like u have enough time to get everything#done? and i had the gall to be like *voice strained high to prevent crying* its alright i think ive got enough time. bc yea technically i#think there r enough hours in yhr day that if i really tried i could get it all done. but that doesn't count the time i spend laying with#thr absolute desolation of my mind. so no. there isnt enough time bc im not doing well. but there's nothing he can do abt it so ya kno#whats the point in talking abt it except to say ya sorry im such a wretched miserable person. i dont kno how to fix it. my enthusiasm is#hidden under layer upon layer of pain. i burnef out before even getting here and im only making it worse#but whatever ill see my therapist Tuesday#unrelated
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WHY AM I SO USEELESS /vent
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heythereiamsuji · 1 year
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i'm so annoyed that some people portray all might and endeavor as people who don't know a thing about modern technology and social media
guys in their world gen z ended before their grandparents started, listening to idk taylor swift for them is like listening to classic music for us (in timeline context)
AND they're top pros who deal with that kind of stuff on daily basis (especially all might being his own secretary for seven years (probably having participated in his pr biz too) and FUCKING DAVID TECHNOLOGICAL PRODIGY SHIELD IN HIS COLLEGE DAYS)
c'mon there are other ways to portray them as quote unquote "old men" considering the enormous traditional mansion for the one and the eternal storage of dad jokes for the other
i get them not understanding younger generation's trends such as fashion, slang and so on since it's just how time and progress work but for fuck's sake
goddamn flip phones if it isn't that stupid samsung phone x2000 i'm gonna lose it
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chocolate-ship · 1 year
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OMG I'm so excited for the Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes movie!!! However, as they haven't released much content (yet), I "created" this "picture" in Dall-e, imagining Coriolanus Snow and Lucy Gray Baird admiring the lake in District 12. The result was better than I imagined!
The link is available here.
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restinpeacesensei · 2 years
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pretty boy week day 3: self-insert
for this prompt i have finished a little picture i drew four years ago bc i saw a beautiful picture of akoya with a macaron
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crabs-nonsense · 1 year
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Oh noooo, I just found out Ranpo’s English va is going to be at a con i really wanted to go to but ended up being too expensive and im even more sad now.
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neverendingford · 1 year
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#friendship arc over. time for your regularly scheduled unfriending of all new social contacts#the problem with making friends is that if you're not actually making good friends then they're not worth the energy they cost#I have a limited amount of mana and low value friends with high mana cost are simply not worth keeping in my deck.#I'm never going to get anywhere spending my energy on people who provide nothing in return#yes altruism is good. yes we give and love and grow#but I cannot give without recharge. I cannot love if I am not loved in return.#I can't hold a conversation if you never talk back#it's not a date if only one of us shows up#sorry. I'm in a mood cause I'm watching Arcane and honestly I might be vibing with Jinx a little too hard#I could keep talking but the problem is people read these now. you see me now. you see me hurt. you see me scream and cry and bleed#do you remember the night I rambled about Mononoke? I talked about ego death and how my whole world was spinning#I couldn't see straight and I could barely sit up#I poisoned myself. did you know that? I tell everyone I cut my veins because that's easier#easier than telling them that I put my chemistry skills to good use that night. natural oils and pills from the local pharmacy#all in neat little capsules homemade#I make everything myself. food. lanyard. comb. gloves. even shoes one time.#I've made my skin a hundred times over. I counted one time. you know that? I counted how many scars I have.#give me a second I'm gonna make art now#tag talk
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muqingists · 1 year
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man i spent so much time. thinking abt fics and ideas and what i want to work on that i keep forgetting that above everything else im a reader at heart
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ithacanradio · 8 months
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why are the sandman covers so fugly. not you overture babygirl
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the-massive-simp · 9 months
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nsfw - mdni
♡thinking about needy men, coming home late and finding you already asleep in your shared bed
♡thinking about needy men who try to ignore their needs and go to sleep without disturbing you, but it's so damn hard when their cock is straining against their pants and you and your sweet pussy are literally inches away and you've told him multiple times that it was fine if he did something while you were asleep
♡thinking about needy men succumbing and start to almost unconsciously grinding on your plump ass, trying to find some relieve
♡thinking about needy men mumbling they're sorry when they accidentally wake you up from your sweet dreams
I'm so sorry love- ah~ I couldn't help myself ngh-
♡thinking about needy men reaching for your chest to play with your nipples while their cock rubs between your thighs
♡thinking about needy men who pull your panties to the side and slip inside of you, shushing you and kissing your neck to distract you from the slight burn, but you're so wet you almost don't feel it
♡thinking about needy men almost coming on the spot, lasting only a few thrust before spilling their seed deep inside of you, but they keep going because they're so horny
♡thinking about needy men who fuck you for what seems like hours, babbling almost incoherent words and pleas
"you feel -ah- so good love- ngh"
"just one more please- oh please"
"wanna fill you up so bad- so so bad"
"gonna cum- ah- gonna cum gonna cum gonn- ngh i'm coming love- fuck"
♡thinking about needy men filling you up with their cum so many times that at one point it just keep dripping out of you
♡thinking about needy men who only stop when they're almost falling asleep on the point, not even caring about pulling out and just holding you in their arms while they drift off
[requests open]
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radicallicious · 10 months
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ribbonprincess · 2 months
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"Do a lil twirl for me,yeah...your ass looks so good baby." Rafe chuckles,fixing his pants as they tightened around his crotch,the sight of you in a tiny white mini skirt the reason.
"You like it rafey? I bought It thinking of you" "yeah,no shit- you used my credit card" he chuckles. Moving from his spot on the bed,he walks over you,laying his hands on your hips as he squishes the skin. "You should wear it today while I go golfing,you can look pretty in the cart and if you're good enough daddy will buy you a drink."
He smiles before tilting his head down to press his lips against yours as you whine almost immediately,slapping his chest "my lipgloss! you just smeared it all over,daddy." Turning around to face the mirror as you try to deescalate the situation of your almost ruined makeup,dabbing at the area around your lips with a beauty blender.
"Yeah yeah,'s just lip gloss,it's nothing serious." Gasping dramatically you turn around,hand on your chest as if you've been shot as you point a finger at his chest "'s not just lipgloss.."
Chuckling to himself Rafe presses a kiss against your shoulder "I'm sorry cupcake, daddy's being mean yeah?" Nodding as you run your manicured fingers over his jawline,pressing your chest against his,making your tits more visible as you smile softly- a tragic contrast to your action.
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As you sit prettily in the golf cart,sipping at your drink while watching rafe play with his friends,you can't help but feel lonely,so you decide to approach as he stands a few feet behind the others. "rayray?"
Turning around almost immediately Rafe's expression softens a bit before turning hard. "What are you doing here,told you to sit in the cart" "Yeah... I know,but I missed you" Emphasizing your words you run a hand over his chest,playing with the button of his slacks.
"Missed me huh?" Looking over his shoulder he shouts a quick "Little lady is feeling sick!" Before dragging you over the Golf cart and driving over a more secluded area of the field,covered by trees and bushes.
"Since you've been missing me sooo much,might as well show it. C'mon get on your knees" Taking one last look around you move to your knees on the moist grass,quickly unbuckling his belt as you pull down his pants and boxer just as much needed. Wrapping a hand around the base of his shaft you kiss the vein that runs on the underside of it, resulting in a harsh tug of your hair. "Don't fucking tease me."
Wrapping your lips around his tip before slowly moving down,twisting your hand around what you couldn't fit "Deeper...I've trained you better than this,kid" Rafe mumble from above you,shoving your head down until you gag harshly,tears already pooling at your lash line. "Yeah,there you go...nice and warm for me." Looking up through your clamped wispy lashes you start to move your head again,twirling your tongue around his length like a popsicle as Rafe groans from above you "Got myself the best girl,right? Sucking my dick like this where everyone can pass by"
Nodding as best as you can,you pull off him with a loud "pop". "Wanna make you feel good,daddy." Smiling to himself, Rafe wipes at your saliva coated lower lip before bringing your mouth back on him with a satisfied moan,brushing some strand of hair that have fallen over your face away. "Fuck,keep doing that and I'm gonna cum. You want daddy to cum in your mouth? Yeah,you do."
Meeting you midway as he thrust into your mouth,giving you no time to react or even understand. "shit- 'm cumming" As his rhythm gets sloppier,you suck around his tip holding onto his thigh as you feel a milky substance flood your mouth. Breathing loudly he pulls you away from him as he smirks "Show me your tongue,angel" showcasing your tongue with a proud smile you look up at him in search of praise. "good girl,what do we say now?" "thank you daddy!"
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