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gay · 6 months
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OUR FLAG MEANS DEATH gentlebeard ⚔︎ physical touch
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atiredmuslimah · 29 days
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اللْهُمَّ إِنَّكَ عَفُوٌّ تُحِبُّ الْعَفْوَ فَاعْفُ عَنِّي
allahumma innaka afuwwun tuhibbul afwa fa'fu anni
"O Allah, Indeed You are Forgiving and love forgiveness, so forgive me”
the best dua to recite in the last 10 days of ramadan. may allah accept our repentance.
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draw-you-coward · 3 months
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painted Him
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sol-lar-bink · 9 months
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Finally got a ref for my Meloetta done...! Well, the renders at least!
I've got to write her bio still!
There's probably been plenty of Meloetta x Hatsune Miku out there... but what about Black★Rock Shooter???
This Meloetta is traveling the world in search of Prism Shards… fragments of a great Necrozma. She wields one shard that has taken the form of a Meloetta's headset... thing. With it, she can summon a variety of 'ribbon weapons'!
What will finding all the Prism shards reveal? The answer isn't much of a worry to her… all she knows is that she must collect them before they fall into the wrong hands… And a Marshadow is on the hunt for them, already wielding a stronger Prism than her own.
She comes from a region near Kanto/ Johto. She's entirely inspired by Black Rock Shooter! Maybe too much lmao 😂 Her music style is heavy rock/ metal and math rock!
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kneipe · 5 months
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berlin 2023
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hamdosana · 20 days
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lavellyne · 1 month
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faces in my style because i plan on opening bust requests on my patweon this month. 🍓❤️
coordinates in pinned.
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blackbeautiesglobal · 5 months
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Roza
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and ofcourse. roza trying to figure out her feelings with zurgs help.
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pafftwo · 8 days
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parisaini · 30 days
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According to Surah Furqan 25, verse 59, where is the depiction of God's manifest form in the Holy Quran? Read more here: [Reference]
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gay · 3 months
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get to know the members of @gay! ↳ favourite headcanon character by roza ⋆ kara danvers “for a friend like you, there are no boundaries.”
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atiredmuslimah · 14 days
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The Prophet ﷺ said, “Whoever fasts Ramadan and then follows it with six [days] from Shawwal, it's as if they have fasted a year”
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just-pauline · 1 year
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I haven't released anything on the series "Smeshariki"/ "Kikoriki"/ "Gogoriki" / "Смешарики" for a sooo long time
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nrosei · 9 days
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crafty barbie
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bookpanda13 · 2 years
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Dancing the worries away
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Part 2
Rose’s P.O.V.
His lips were soft and warm, just like I thought and he knew what he was doing. Both of his hands had rested on my waist at the start, but now they were moving up my back and then down towards my ass. Meanwhile he had licked my bottom lip asking for entrance. I opened my mouth in answer and let his tongue explore.
My hands were tangled in his hair, tugging on it. He let out a groan and cupped my backside, pushing our lower bodies together. It felt like I was being set on fire and basking in it. I had never felt like this before and I definitely didn’t want him to stop.
We caught our breaths for a few seconds. Dimitri was the first to lean back in, but he pressed his lips against my pulse point. At first they were butterfly kisses, but soon they turned into sucking and biting. It felt like pure bliss. He moved upwards and pressed a light kiss under my ear, before whispering: “You will be the death of me, Roza.”
No one had ever called me that and I could not believe how aroused it made me. I grabbed him by his hair and brought his lips back to mine. Kissing him was incredibly intoxicating and I started moving my hips against his, seeking friction. That resulted in earning another groan, him putting his thigh between my legs and pressing it against my aching center.
It was the friction I needed. From moving against his thigh, the ache in my center was being satisfied. Not nearly enough, but it was a starting point. We had stopped kissing and he had started planting more kisses on my neck, going lower towards my collarbone and my breasts. Different sensations causing the same end results: I experienced pleasure and craved more of it.
Dimitri had stopped with his ministrations to look at me. There was a primal and hungry look in his eyes that made me think he was feeling the same way I was. And I don’t think he wanted to wait either. I was starting to teeter towards that familiar edge of ecstasy and I needed to finish so badly. But I wouldn’t get it without asking nicely.
“Please.”
“What do you need, Roza?”
Him saying my name in that way made me even more desperate.
“I need to cum. Please.”
“Only because you asked so nicely.”
Dimitri removed his thigh between my legs, only to replace it by reaching his hand inside of my underwear and rubbing his thumb against my clit while thrusting one finger inside of me. I had to bite my lip to prevent myself from screaming.
“Do not hold back those sweet sounds from me. I want to hear the pleasure I’m giving you.”
Him talking to me like this made everything even more erotic, especially with his accent. I was getting closer and closer towards my climax, when one finger became two. The stretch added to the building heat in my lower stomach.
“Have you been this wet since you were grinding against me on the dance floor?”
I bit my lip and nodded slightly. It made him smirk, knowing what he has been doing to me since we started dancing. He was moving his fingers faster and with more pressure against a spot that made me see stars. I was so close when Dimitri bent down towards my ear.
“Cum for me, Roza.”
And just like that I shattered. Wave after wave of pleasure rolled over me as he kept moving his fingers, prolonging my orgasm. I rode out my high and pulled him down for a kiss. It was rough and primal and I was loving it. When we went apart, he removed his fingers from my entrance.
“How would you feel if I take you right here, right now?” He asked me and I wanted to tear off his clothes.
But we were in semi-public place which meant seeing him naked wasn’t an option.
“Go ahead, Comrade.”
His hands grabbed my thighs, lifting me up against the wall and wrapping my legs around his waist. My hands were focused on getting his belt out of the way and opening his pants. I could feel the bulge inside his briefs and moved my hand over it. I heard a growl coming out of his mouth which told me he wasn’t in the mood for teasing. I pulled him out of his underwear while he moved my underwear to the side.
Dimitri looked at me one last time to make sure this is what I wanted and then entered me in one thrust. It felt like heaven being this full, being split open by his length. We both gasped simultaneously while holding onto each other. Having sex has never felt like this before, but that didn’t matter right now. All that mattered was forgetting about reality by indulging in the other’s body.
His hips started to move, thrusting in and out. At first, the pace was kept slow and the thrusts were dragged out. But as the sensations increased, so did the pace and power of his thrusts. I was holding onto his shoulders as his hands gripped the backs of my thighs to hold me in this position.
I moved my hands towards his hips to get him to move faster. It resulted in Dimitri releasing one of thighs to grab both of my hands above my head.
“Either you stop trying to take control or you will keep these hands above your head until we are finished. Is that clear?” I nodded
“Will you be a good girl now?”
Weirdly, I wanted to obey him and have him praise me for it. I nodded and wrapped my hands around his neck. And then he increased the pace himself. I was trying to keep my moans quiet because I didn’t want anyone interrupting us. But Dimitri was making it difficult which is why I started kissing him again.
He didn’t seem to object since he moved his tongue alongside mine. Even with the faster pace, his thrusts were still powerful and I felt him against my most sensitive spot. I was coming closer to reaching my high and it made me clench around him. I noticed how he twitched inside of me because he was close too.
“Do I have your permission to cum, Sir?” I didn’t know where that came from, but it felt right.
Especially when he smirked and answered: “You do, Roza.”
He kept moving faster until I reached my peak. I almost screamed because of the intense orgasm I was experiencing. I clenched around him, arched my back, head thrown back against the wall while my fingers held onto his shoulders with a death grip.
After a few more thrusts, his pace was starting to get erratic and he came inside of me. I could feel his warm liquid spreading throughout my core and it felt unbelievable after the pleasure I had experienced mere minutes ago.
When we had both come down from our highs, our breathing under control, I touched my forehead to his. In the post-orgasmic bliss I kissed him. It was tender and soft. Dimitri pulled out after a few minutes and situated himself back into his pants before moving my underwear back into place. He gently put my feet on the ground and made sure to steady me since my legs felt like jello.
I got my phone out of my jacket and called a cab. I knew this is where we parted after a night of dancing and intimacy. He went back to his life as the Queen’s obedient soldier and I went back on the road.
He made sure the cab had arrived before he gave me one last kiss and grabbed my phone, saving his number and contact info.
“If you are ever in need of company, just call.”
“Careful, Comrade. I might actually take you up on that offer.”
“I’m counting on it, Roza.”
And with that he walked off into the night without turning back for one last glance. I got in the cab and gave the driver the address to Ivashkov’s apartment.
I hoped that one day our paths would cross again.
The End
A/N: This is part two of my one shot. I am not very experienced at writing explicit scenes like these, so I hope you still enjoy it.
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