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startingagain2020 · 3 months
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grim-faux · 1 year
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people are always: "The child are out here committing crimes lol."
and Im over here: "The childs are out committing crimes because they don't know what morals are. They have no mentors or parents or role models. They are orphans and they don't know what they're doing but it'll be violent and then they'll eat something and maybe take a nap. I dunno, they probably don't have a home, either. How are these kids able to sleep? We know they sleep, cause after every time they fookin die, the kid wakes up and then they be like,
'Wow, that was a scary dream. Now I return to my adventure. Hope I don't die and wake up again, haha'
The children creechurs are out here committing crimes cause that's how they survive, and they're barely doing that"
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plutachrogers · 1 year
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Saw a sign at my high school saying: “ Don’t quit when you’re tired, quit when you’re finished.” Hahahahahaha, not all of us have that luxury
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blu3b3rryj4mp1r3 · 1 year
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💙🍭💙🍭💙🍭💙🍭💙🍭💙🍭💙🍭💙🍭💙
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🍭 ⋆ rainb♡w dash! ⋆ 🍭
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gatheryepens · 11 months
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Sun, 18.06: pure maths revision :)
Happy happy Sunday all!!! I hope everyone had a fabulous week. My weekend was pretty good, yesterday we went out for a meal to celebrate a birthday and I was wearing these really nice trousers - they were very groovy. The food was really nice, which is always good. Today has been pretty decent, it’s been raining for a good chunk of it which is nice since it beats being constantly warm. Bad thing about today is I was washing a glass, it had a crack in it and I accidentally broke it cutting my thumb as well. Bad news is it looks like a deep cut and it’s my left hand (this is the hand I write with). It really hurts but I’m hoping tomorrow it will fine. I have four exams this week which is going to be rough but I’m so close to finishing so the motivation is there :) .
🎶 Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy - Queen
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scarletooyoroi · 1 year
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not to be a salt monster on main BUT-
My youtube feed getting stuck with these doomposting Dehya videos have me feeling a type of way.
A ~salty~ type of way.
The kind of salt elevation where my true calling has to come in, just like it did no differently with Thoma.
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Turn them into an abyss busting demon while I cackle at the number crunchers struggling through the content.
Hyper invest set ups here we come.
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bandsanitizer · 8 months
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the way that it doesn’t just make me sad but angry that idols are expected to apologize not just for disappointing fans and their members but for harming them by so much as even having a dating rumor bc is it that bad they found love? or something that could become that? is it that bad for the people you supposedly love and support to be happy? yes I know the industry basically runs on the parasocial relationships but isn’t it high time to recognize that someone else’s happiness is not an attempt to ruin yours? that even if it is painful or difficult for you, that is not the responsibility of the idol. they should not need to apologize for their own happiness and events within their personal life which half the time come out as leaks (read: invasions of their privacy) rather than on their own time. and to go as far as to say it implies they don’t deserve their job or should leave their group… artists experiencing things in life? the emotions of affection and infatuation and love and endearment and everything else that comes with a romantic relationship? that’s only going to give them the capacity to create greater and more enriched art. i’m not saying they’re in a relationship to do (and I certainly hope not) but if you need any reason at all to refrain from causing these idols harm in the way you claim their happiness has so deeply harmed and disappointed you, then take it as them living. that life needs art and art needs life.
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cliveguy · 7 months
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masters studies are NOT playing around i left the house at 8am yesterday and got home at 8pm and today i left at 8:30 and now it's 5pm and i JUST got home but need to leave again in 20 minutes
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marlinspirkhall · 2 years
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omg marlin I didn't know you listened to bastille!! I mean I knew you were British but I didn't want to assume, they aren't exactly the first band that comes to mind when you think "British music". finally someone who knows about them and not in a oh-they-are-that-ohohohohpompeii-song-gyus way!!
I love the implication that you can stereotype British people. I also have bad teeth if ur interested /lh
Yeah I was obsessed with Bastille for a full year when I was 13-14, to the point that I developed a minor psychic connection with them (this is also a lesser known British stereotype), and thought "I bet Bastille are on the radio right now" and went to turn it on, and there was a man talking. My brain immediately went 'It's Dan Smith' even though I'd never heard him talking before and after the interview concluded and they confirmed that it was indeed Bastille I was like >:o
My favourite song was The Weight Of Living Pt I, especially because I first heard it as a hidden track on the Bad Blood DVD and would have to fast forward through "Get Home" every time I wanted to listen to it, which severely impacted my ability to play it on repeat. The melodies in that song are still so fun. I only recently learned that "Albatross around your neck" was an idiom and not just an incomprehensible lyric that Bastille came up with.
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the-kipsabian · 1 year
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legit if i could i would be a big titty goth gf like no questions asked
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persephoneflouwers · 1 year
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milfcodeddean · 2 years
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I’m having a bad time rn and a hard week and unfortunately all of my irl friends are busy with important other things bc that’s adulthood so I just have to get through this crisis on my own
Sorry to put a vent post on here but I’m going to explode and some of my irl friends follow my main account and I don’t want them to feel guilty
#so the apartment above mine leaked while I was at my parents for the summer and a lot of the ceiling and some of the walls need the drywall#replaced and like the water didn’t damage my belongings bc miraculously the leaks were over empty floor#BUT bc I was across the country the workers and my landlord had to move my stuff around my apartment etc#AND now the condominium company took over the repairs and is being super slow#so my landlord company put me up in a furnished apartment so I’m not homeless or anything#but i finally went and saw my apartment yesterday and just it was upsetting to see my home like in shambles#and all of my stuff has been touched and moved and like nothing was stolen it’s just#it was necessary for my privacy to be violated yknow and like my entire bathroom sink anf vanity had to be ripped out and it’s a mess and#like there’s plaster dust everywhere and the repairs won’t be done for god idk probably more than a week#and then I’m going to have to clean so much and like go through each individual item I own and wipe off the plaster dust#and like see what is and isn’t damaged to see if it’s worth filing renters insurance#and like I’m so busy i start teaching and taking classes in two weeks and I have terrifying exams in September like I don’t have time for#this and I don’t have a car and I don’t like always asking for rides all the time and it’s just#this is such a bad time to have a crisis#and my parents live on the other side of the country#like it could be so much worse I could have to move or like I could have been robbed but it still is bad#I’m so stressed all the time#and it’s gonna cost money in general like having to replace damaged things
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peaceloveandstarrs · 2 years
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“Think you’ve had enough of that,” George remarked. 
“Really? Cause I don’t,” Ringo replied sharply. “Don’t wanna think, don’t wanna feel anything, and this is the one thing that helps. So kindly…” 
“Kindly what?” George asked. He raised one eyebrow, as though daring Ringo to tell him to sod off.
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chromimis · 2 months
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❝ TIL’ YOU DROP! ❞
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— SYNOPSIS : classic overstimulation with jjk men.
— TAGS : gojo/geto/choso/toji x reader, smut, p in v, fingering, squirting (geto’s), size kink, dacryphilla, hair pulling, dirty talk, unprotected sex, cursing, all lowercase intended !
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☆ GOJO SATORU
“ a sight i’ll never get sick of…” gojo snickers to himself. taking in the sight of his sticky cum that he plastered on the display and dips of your back. some ropes of cum trickle from your spine to the crack of your ass.
his cerulean eyes then travel back to your small body; shaking from the aftershock of your orgasm. “ tsk tsk, hope yer’ not too fucked out for me…” his big hand made home on your hip, while his other tapped your swollen mound with his tip.
all senses came crashing back to you when he slowly, but surely stuffs himself back in the expanse of your cunt. “ satoru…” your kiss-bruised lips grunt out. every nerve of your body felt like it was alive and blazing on fire.
sticky fat globs of cum trickles down to the base of your plump ass to your thighs and everytime satoru’s sharp thrust align with your body; a loud sticky ‘ pap’ sound resonates loudly throughout the room and his ears. impossibly turning him on even more.
“ haah, t-turning me on even more. think you can handle five more rounds after tis’?” one of satoru’s legs are propped up, so he’s able to maintain his rhythm and dive into your pussy even further. creating more of an absolute mess out of you.
“ mmph— oh fuuuck! i—it’s too much, s-stop!” your body moves on its own and one of your legs fly up to slap satoru in the ass. but gojo’s firm hand slides down to still your ankle against the bed, while the rocks of his hips doesn’t stop even for a moment. grounding you completely on the bed so you won’t think to run away.
the feeling of him stirring your insides up and leaving your brain a mushy mess is enough to fill your clouded eyes with salty tears. a particularly wet sob catches the man’s attention, and he lets your ankle go to tug at your hair.
“ you crying on me, princess?” his cocky voice booms above you, and through your unintelligible sounds your mouth makes, you beg him to shut up. the bed jostles and creaks with every mind shattering thrust he gives you.
you couldn’t contain yourself any longer, a particular thrust of his has your vision brightening and you cumming on all ten inches of him with a loud scream followed by you collapsing on the bed. despite your body tapping out on him, satoru’s pace didn’t rest for second, but his lips curled down into a faux frown.
“ we gotta fix that stamina of yours, princess.” he pouts at your body twitching from the overstimulation and rocking under him with every push of his hips. despite his expression, he fucking adores the sight of you helped underneath him, and at his will.
his nails dig deep into the fat of your ass, before he rocks you and the headboard forward with a loud moan. satoru comes a lot. if you weren’t on the pill, it would be no doubt that you’d be pregnant with a good handful of his children by now.
“ hey, yer’ not sleep yet? guess we can do another round.”
☆ GETO SUGURU
“ s-stop! suguru, stop. it’s— ’s too much!” you’re words are punctured from your throat with deep gasps and moans. a tight pressure builds in your lower stomach with every electrifying thrust suguru gives with his fingers.
your nerves feels as if they’re on fire and your body desperately screams for a break. but his arm shows no signs of stopping or slowing down; muscles flexing, hair messily sprawled around him, his bottom lip caught in between his teeth.
“ gonna squirt f’me yet?” suguru asks, the evident of your past orgasms trickling down his forearm. every movement of his fingers feels more alive than the last, and every touch against your g-spot has your vision brightening and the coil in your stomach tightening.
his fingers curling and thrusting are the only thing that your mushed brain can comprehend. “ h-haaah, it’s dirty… m’ gonna- gonna piss!” your hips tremble, but suguru’s hand is braced firmly on your waist. his pace doesn’t relent.
his fingers easily glides in and out of your wet, gummy warmth easily. your moans and the uncontrollable actions of your legs increases; still so sensitive of the last orgasms suguru gave you and the ones to come yet.
“ we’ll take a bath and clean the bedsheets. hmm?” he sprinkles the dips of your collarbone in lighthearted kisses. that damned unhinged grin still plastered on his face. you grab desperately onto his hair, eyes fluttering back into your head and mouth hung open.
“ fuh— fuck!” your hips still along with your legs when you feel your pussy spray like an open faucet.
“ there she goes. told you, you could do it.” he eyes the beauty of your fluids going everywhere, your thighs contracting and twitching from your post-orgasm.
your slick arousal is everywhere. his arm, your legs, the bedsheets, everywhere.
he gives your wet cunt a soft spank before licking the rest coating his hand. through your weakened state, you watch him.
“ proud that you can keep up with me, baby.” he removes his now spit coated fingers with a loud wet pop sound. “ think you can still squirt on my cock?”
☆ CHOSO KAMO
“ h-haah. c-choso— baby, don’t think i can do it. ‘s too much!” you hiss out. you both fucked multiple times before, but to say you’re fully used to it, would be a stretch.
“ that’s it, baby. fuuuck, k-keep rocking your hips like that.” choso said, completely ignoring your desperate pleas to stop. his calloused hands traveled down to plant firmly on your hips, holding you in a way in which you can’t escape.
“ jus’ for you, cho.” you mutter out, before the action of you bouncing up and down on his lap increases viciously. the sinful sounds of your skin clashing down against his, all eight inches of him stirring up your insides, and both of your sweet moans combined together, sounded like a erotic song that choso would never get tired of hearing.
“ yea… that’s right,” he occupied his finger with the task of drawing tight circles on your twitching clit. he smiles in realization when you choke out a wet sob. “ just for m-me. all f’me.”
“ cho—mmph, choso!” your mouths hang ajar dumbly, nails planted firmly in his pecs; using him as the only thing holding you upright despite your weak knees. the way how your body trembled and shook, choso could tell you were close to passing out.
“ hm, that won’t do…” choso darkly mutters out before his hands resume their place on your hips. his grip boarding on painfully but your mushed brain can’t dwell on the pain. his feet planted securely on the bed, and his hips thrust up to meet your bounces.
the new depth of his dick molding your insides; kissing your cervix sweetly sent you on the brink of tears. “ ohh fuck! ‘s too much— i can’t, i can’t!” you babble out, salty tears rolling down your cheeks proving your pleading.
despite your desperate cries; you still bounce and down on his cock with his extra help. the wetness from pervious orgasms and his hips jerking up made the process easier yet still so unbearable. “ you can. like you said, it’s just for me.”
your eyes meet in deathly lock and from the way his pace increases you suspect that he’s close. “ squeezing me so tight… shit, ‘m so close, baby.” his hips growing sloppier by the minute. desperate to bring you to the high you deserve.
and with one more mouth watering thrust of his tip that he delivers against your g-spot; you come on him with a choked moan. your body goes slack against his but choso is not too far behind.
“ don’t tap out on me now— oh god.” you feel his dick twitching viscously in your warm walls. you feel a great warmth flood your insides and leak out onto your inner thighs and on his pelvis. your stuffed so silly of him.
☆ TOJI FUSHIGURO
“ toji— m-move! jus’ came!” you gradually panted out before swatting his hand away from your lower body. you feel his dick twitch eagerly inside you.
toji fingers tighten against your throat as a warning, before he manhandles you into a mating press.
you gasp at new feeling of him entering you even deeper. “ f—fuck you! damn… tyrant!” toji leisurely grins above you. and from the new angle; the lighting traces and enchants his sharp features even more. “ you already are,” he begins to snap his lower hips against your thighs.
“ ‘nd from the way this dirty cunt is clenching on me so tightly…” he dips his head down to where his scarred lip brushes against the shell of your ear. “ you fuckin’ love it, sweetheart.” his words sends hot pangs of pleasure to your heat, mostly accompanied by the sharp thrust of his hips.
toji can feel his own dick twitch inside of you. you’re so fucking tight— milking him tight and holding him snug deep inside. the lewd sound of him slamming inside of you resonates in the room, but the fucked out dumb look on your face is obscene.
“ tuh— toooji!” is the only thing your brain can comprehend. with your mouth hung open and eyes rolled so far in the back of your head. “ yer’ close already? tsk, barely broke the bed on this good pussy.” he says, deciding to completely ignore the evidence of your past fluids mixed together on the wrinkled sheets below.
toji’s broad body envelopes your smaller one completely. the sight of your feet on either side of his shoulder is the only sign of life underneath him.
your legs twitch, your wall spasms around toji, sucking him in and in and in. his sharp eye notices the bulge of your belly and with his calloused pressing down on it, is enough to come over the edge with a shrill cry.
“ haah, you seriously came without me fucking your clit?” he barks out a cruel laugh that echoes in your ears. and you desperately want him to shut up.
through your heated gaze you notice his abs contracting and twitching— a signal that he’s coming close. as if the bruising grip on your hips didn’t serve as an reminder either. “ fuck girl… ya’ really drivin’ me crazy…”
his sweaty bangs press against your equally sweaty forehead while he forces himself deeper in your inviting heat. and before you know it, cum trickles deeply inside of your body, the creaking and his groans in your ears are loud and the only things you can focus on before he slots his body on yours with a sigh.
“ take a small break now. ‘m not lying when i say i’m gonna break the bed on this pussy.”
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