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patovpran · 24 days
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Are we not friends? - Friends.
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yume-fanfare · 6 days
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i think wtei should/would elope
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vegaseatsass · 2 months
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I want to do a full rewatch of the DFF finale and deep discuss a lot of the hallucinations but for now, does anyone wish to conversate about Tee/Non with me, because
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hofudlaus · 11 months
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Bday time 🥳🥳
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420pogpills · 2 years
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my roommate - who does not engage in any mcyt content whatsoever but lets me ramble about the dream team cause she knows it makes me happy - she said she'll watch the vlog with me.. so we watched it together and during the dnf meetup i was curious of her reaction so i turn to look at her and she's watching like
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00078292 · 6 months
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i'd LOVE to know any general thoughts/ideas you have about sam originally coming into his abilities 👀
OKAY OKAY. this is me just spitballing because i’ve been planning on writing out the exact way everything happens but we move. his powers presented themselves before he began displaying symptoms of schizophrenia(which he already did much earlier than usual, exacerbated by the gen v) but i think he was probably around eight/nine when he displayed them first, probably playing in the playground like most kids his age would, playing some variation of the seven and acting out scenes because hey, it’s recess and he’s the weird kid! and well. weird kids still have friends who also like to act out the seven at recess. introducing fully planned out ‘fake’ fight scenes if anyone asks; kids agree to play fair until one doesn’t. and sam has always responded first, think later. so when one kids punch lands a little too hard on his side, he responds, punching back. except the kid didn’t fight back after that. instead he’s lying on the ground across the playground with everyone suddenly stopped and staring at sam. the kid was taken away in an ambulance and didn’t survive. no one wanted to play the seven with him after
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eilooxara · 6 months
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If I were in a saw trap that was like "Xara you have to engage in conversation with this person you are friends with but you have to say at least half of the words (not counting backchannel phatic expressions to indicate interest) or else this terrible contraption will kill you" I would simply die
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yvmoveon · 6 months
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solsearchingnights · 1 year
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I'm out here running on two hours of sleep, albuterol, and back to back red bull.....if im alive after work whatever i do next is gonna be wild (read: done in a half-aware haze and i will crash in the middle of it)
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thatdragonzeek · 1 year
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Played PMD:Explorers of Sky for the first time. Glad there’s a save spot in the middle of that dungeon /g
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drumbot-merlin · 2 years
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is anyone else irrationally bothered by the 😅 emoji? like if you're uncomfortable you can leave 🙄🙄
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monzterzack · 2 years
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imma open up a bit, something i havent really done in a while
i think its kinda funny that im like schrodingers neurodivergent
i have a diagnosis of ocd, but that isnt the reason i have been labeles as neurodivergent
its actually that i have achieve levels of isolation, self imposed by myself, to the point that im just build like that, ya know?
my therapist frequently tries to reassure me that “im not behind mentally” to others, its just that i have avoided socializing to the point that in a bit of a weirdo
i really, REALLY try to be sincere and open with her, but i am way to scared of getting a bad note in being normal, which is something thats both possible to get, and logical to be afraid of
so she only knows the version of me that i compulsively build as to not make her upset, but she will never meet the version of me that is kinda allergic to living in a society
again, all this weirdness abd neurodivergency, it twas not caused mainly by the disorders, but by my own self imposed inner morality laws and isolation from others
i am perfectly capable of befriending people, i just am allergic to having normal relationships because i have build si many walls i have not aquired the skills i need for my age
its funny to me
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fmhobeus · 2 months
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fwb!suguru who knew he wanted to fuck when he first laid eyes on you. then wanted to take you out to endless dinners to chat his ears off when he first spoke to you.
fwb!suguru who grew to like you without fucking you, almost forgot it was what he wanted you for – a life together or a night together?
fwb!suguru whose dick got painfully hard when you taunted him, rolled your eyes at him or outwitted him. he lived for your sassiness.
fwb!suguru who happened to fuck you on a random night unexpectedly and it changed the trajectory of his life.
fwb!suguru who stayed after every dick appointment. cuddled with you on the bed, watched movies or your favourite TV show, ordered take out and held you in his arms till you both inevitably fell asleep.
fwb!suguru who couldve sworn he wasn't in love with you. he would still fuck other people (and then come back to you, poor baby was thinking of you the whole time)
fwb!suguru whose grown accustomed to your presence. he calls you when he isn't feeling okay, you call him when something bothers you. he's grown used to you telling him all about work, how you got your nails done, how you saw a cute cat near your apartment. trivial details, which coming from anyone else he would hang up, but he looks forward to them with you.
fwb!suguru who eventually stops fucking other people and is just your man, without you knowing.
fwb!suguru who is determined to mark you up in placed people will notice. your neck, your thighs, your collarbones.
fwb!suguru who believes in giving you his all. all of his long girthy dick that pumps you full it should be criminal, his long slim fingers that have made you orgasm so often and hit that deep spot with unbeat ease, his long tounge... oh god his tounge. he thinks maybe even his long life ahead is yours too, all yours. his little kids too maybe? he doesn't like to think too much about that.
fwb!suguru who has to have your pussy checked with his tounge daily. he has to lap up your insides no matter any circumstances. his voice purrs across your body when he talks you through your orgasm.
"mhmm yeah cum all over my face beautiful, I know you want to"
fwb!suguru who gets sick at the thought of you sitting so pretty for another man when you tell him you're going on a date. suguru who looks so disturbed at the thought of another man even looking at his pretty girl who isn't really his.
fwb!suguru who takes you to corporate events just so he can call you his girlfriend, even if it's just pretend. when you question him it's always "easier explanation than a friend i fuck on the regular, isn't it?"
fwb!suguru who knows how you like your coffee in the morning. he knows what you like for breakfast, your comfort food, your hobbies, your favourite movies, your least favourite movies, your icks, your past. he knows you like he knows himself. he thinks of you when he passes your favourite cafe, he texts you when he sees something in the colour you like.
fwb!suguru who is sure he hasn't felt this way before, who is so vulnerable with you that it scares the shit out of him.
fwb!suguru who is afraid, angered at everything about you. he's angry at how you lull him into a sense of security, how you hold him, how sweet your voice sounds when you call him by his name, how you take care of him, how you listen to him. he hates how your pussy clenches his dick for dear life, milking it dry and how you never let a drop of his cum go to waste, licking it up like a little slut. he's fearful too. about losing you. about where loving you the way he does leads. loving you? wait. he loves you? fuck. fuck. fuck. this hasn't been according to plan at all.
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anchoeritic · 10 months
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sneaking in a quickie with dad’s best friend!miguel while your dad is sleeping in the room next door.
your skirt was hitched up to the base of your hips, flipped over around your torso with your tights ripped apart in the center. guess he got too excited to take them off carefully? “shh, shh.. need you to be quiet f’me, okay?” his hand having to be clamped over your mouth to contain your loud whimpers as his cock slowly sunk into you, stretching out your walls beyond your limits. “mhmm, fuck,” you quietly mumbled into his hand, taking him inch-by-inch. he was much bigger than anyone you’d ever had, it was a new feeling for you.
“don’t want your dad wakin’ up, now do we? gonna walk in, see you all bent over for his friend..” he leaned down to whisper into your ear, chiseled chest pressing right up to your back. “you feel that, baby? all full ‘nd swollen f’me.” one hand was wrapped around your throat while the other found its way to the bottom of your stomach, putting pressure to the place of where his cock bulged through. “mm, all mine.”
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voyeurmunson · 4 months
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Drunk Dial: Eddie Munson blurb
18+ Minors DNI
"I just wanted to tell you something, as a friend." Eddie goes on. You've been on the phone for 15 minutes now. You can tell he's had one too many beers. His words running together a bit, his voice a little louder than usual.
"Of course." you tease, a giggle falling from your lips. You had just finished a joint when your phone rang, Eddie insisting he had something important to tell you.
"Your body is bangin.”
"Bangin' huh?" you giggle, your cheeks reddening immediately, grateful that he wasn't standing in front of you.
"Listen.. even friends can appreciate their friends uh-parts." he slurs, a little giggle slipping his lips.
"That skirt the other day, baby. Fuuuck." He groans dramatically. "Your ass.. your fucking curves."
"Eddie." you whisper, barely able to speak as compliments continue pouring from his lips. This wasn't the first time Eddie had said something like this but he wasn't usually so blunt.
"Shhh! I'm just trying to tell you." he chuckles again, "I would have bent you over right then and there if you woulda let me." his playful tone darkens in an instant.
"I-" Suddenly you wished he was standing in front of you.
"Mmm.. I can picture it now." he hums. "Pushing your skirt above your hips. Teasing you first. Do you like to be teased, sweetheart?"
"Fuck, Eds." you breathe out, your heart pounding in your chest, your pussy beginning to throb from his words.
"Shit, sorry baby.. I'm a little," he pauses to hiccup loudly, "a little drunk."
"It's okay.. I-I do like to be teased, by the way." you whisper into the phone, not wanting the conversation to end. Your high giving you a little boost of confidence.
"Yeah? Can I tell you what I'd do first?Hypothetically.” he rasps.
"Please." you whimper.
"Shit.. yeah, okay. First I'd bend you over.. like we talked about." he says giddily.
"Mhmm."
"Then I'd run my fingers up your thigh slowly until I reach your panties. I bet they'd be wet. Would they be wet, sweetheart?"
"So wet." you purr, escalating the situation further, resulting in a deep moan from Eddie.
Fuck, he's hot.
"I would bring my fingertips to your clit, starting slow. Teasing you just a bit. Then I'd move lower, feeling your soaked panties."
"Soaked?" you egg him on.
"Fucking drenched." he groans.
"What next?"
He chuckles lustfully at your eager tone. "I'd slip them to the side.. what color are they, baby?"
"Red. Lacy."
"Fuck me. Mmm.. okay. I'd slip the lace to the side, finally feeling you on my fingers.."
"Fast or slow?"
"Slow, in and out, I bet you feel so fucking good.”
“How many fingers?" he moans growing hard at the thought.
"Two?"
"Two.. yeah.. two sounds good. I'd start slow, gliding them in and out, speeding up, listening to your sounds.. finger fucking you real good, sweetheart. Make you cum all over my hand. God, know you'd be so wet."
"So wet for you, Eddie. My pussy would be so wet for you." you purr, surprising yourself with your words.
"Sweetheart... you're gonna make me cum." he blurts out at the same time that you blurt out your own sentence. "Do you wanna come over?"
"Yes. God, yes." he answers hastily.
"Wait, Eddie.. I don't think you should drive right now."
"No, no, no. I'm not driving. Stevie here is gonna drive me. Aren't ya buddy? Oh, here. You wanna say hi?" You hear a rustling on the other end of the phone. Oh god.
"Uh.. hi." Steve mutters awkwardly through the phone.
"Heh.. hi Steve." your face blushes profusely as you realize Steve must have been there the whole time.
"So. uh- need me to bring him?"
"Mhmm.. yeah. Please."
"I'm about to fuck your brains out." Eddie's voice comes through the phone again. CLICK.
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dolldefiler · 1 month
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C/W: Exhibitionism, possessive
Heya, babe, you’ve met my friends, haven’t you? You see that particular one, don’t you? Give him a wave for me. Well, tonight I’ve found out that he’s got a little crush on you. I can’t have that, can I? So, sweetie, I’m going to fuck you in front of my friends. Tonight, I’m going to show them who you belong to. Who you’ll always belong to. Aww, no, you don’t have to take your clothes off. Just sit on my lap. There we go. That’s a good girl. Yes, yes of course you can face my chest, baby.
Gosh, are you wet already? Does being fucked in front of Daddy’s friends turn you on that much? Well, I can’t keep you waiting, can I? Mhmm, shit, you’re as tight as ever. Do you hear that fellas? That’s the sound of a happy woman. That’s the sound of-- FUCK, of my woman. DON’T-- baby, you’re fucking milking my cock right now. Don’t even think of laying a hand on her. She’s mine. Mine. MINE. Do you like that baby? Do you like it when Daddy gropes you like a piece of fuckmeat in front of his friends?
Tell them who you belong to. Tell them whose cock you love. Tell me what a filthy, depraved cocktoy you are for Daddy. God, you’re so hot. Your cunt’s the perfect fleshlight for my dick, baby. You know that, don’t you? Tell them what you are. No, lads, don’t look down. Look at us. Look at what a perfect slut she is for me. Tell them, baby. That’s right. You’re Daddy’s personal cum dumpster. That’s what you are. You’re mine.
Are you going to cum, sweetie? In front of all my friends? They’re watching you, you know. I can see how badly they want to fuck you. But I’ll never let them. You will always be MINE. FUCK, cum with me baby. I need you to cum, fuck, YES. Oh shit, yes.
Mhm, you’re perfect, princess. Go clean Daddy’s sticky, cummy mess from your pussy. I’ll finish up with the boys and fuck you until the sun rises.
Well, gentlemen, I hope that’s cleared up where I stand on the matter of sharing my girlfriend.
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