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tapakah0 · 7 months
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andoutofharm · 16 days
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accurate depiction of the fob group chat before minneapolis apparently
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crowdiminico · 1 year
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SOMEONE FOUND GHOST'S FACE MODEL WITHOUT THE MASK IN THE GAME FILES 💀💀💀💀
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deimosatellite · 4 months
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screaming at zoro literally giggling kicking his feet at sanji fighting oars like COULD HE BE ANY MORE OBVIOUS JFC HES LITERALLY WATCHING HIM FIGHT LIKE
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apollos-boyfriend · 11 months
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forever: if you were philza, and you had to choose one of us (forever or missa), who would you choose?
badboyhalo: like, if i’m being honest?
forever & missa: yeah!
badboyhalo: oh! neither of you ☺️
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makeoutstopcrime · 2 months
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LUCY REALIZING TIM IS DOWN ON ONE KNEE IN FRONT OF HER WITH A RING OHHHH THIS IS TOO GOOD
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routeriver · 11 months
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NOT THE VOICE ACTOR OF LEGO SPIDER-MAN
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oldstormyy · 1 year
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chapter 3 cringe comp. hosea matthews and dutch van der linde call out post
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qcoded · 3 months
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IVE BEEN SOBBING OVER BELOS FOR A WHILE NOW. HOW DO I MAKE HIS NECK NOT LOOK BROKENNNN
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stedesbonnets · 7 months
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[CAR CRASH] [GLASS SHATTERING] ‘GOOD LORD!’ [GENERAL COMMOTION] [BABY CRYING] ‘WAAAAH WAAAAH’ [YELLING] [POLICE SIRENS] WEEWOO WEEWOO [HELICOPTERS] ‘WE’RE REPORTING LIVE-‘ [EXPLOSION] ‘MY LEG... MY LEG...’
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hi guys it’s me! ive been so busy with school sorry for inconsistent drawings D-: here’s a watcher doodle for an animatic im working on!!
put in my asks if u have any drawing recommendations n stuff!!! bye bye have a nice day :-)
(also here’s a good song ive been listening to)
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astrum-aetherium · 6 months
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begging on your knees to go down on henry, like full on crying and whimpering on your knees
there is simply something so helplessly wicked about begging and pleading and reasoning with your partner to pleasure them, for merely their own good, out of the sheer kindness of your heart (and, admittedly, the unbearably fervid stirring in your gut). and do you know what? henry would delight in that a whole lot; he would put that tendency of yours to use so frequently it could be considered routine.
as i've discussed on this blog, i believe him to be someone who isn't exactly in dire need of intimacy, let alone anything of overly sexual nature, wherefore he would be perfectly willing and even eager to tease it out of you for as long as you can bear, as he wouldn't be the one to have launched the initiative (the fact whereof he would use against you shamelessly). in fact, he would urge you to the limits of your sanity — have you teetering around them sheepishly, and you'd still follow his every order. plus, we know he has that elitist urge to force people into submission with his charm and imposition, so this is only an added ego polishing for him. painfully true, and yet too good not to give in to. he would 100% have a thing for degradation, and who are you not to play into that? antithetically, it would be an utter sin not to do so.
as for a specific scenario, i'm thinking it would have to take place during the late hours of a day which has left you feeling useless and idle, with you merely being set on doing what you know and have numerously proven to excel at: pleasuring henry. he, on the other hand, would have to be in one of his more sullen, stern moods — more rigid than usual, perhaps even angered — in order to elicit that acrimony, that torment out of him. he'd have to be so utterly spent emotionally that he would abandon his studies for the night, and instead merely linger, sunk in an armchair, nursing a tumbler with scotch that is considered far too expensive for a university student. he will have just finished his third cigarette in a row, when you, all class and dignity at first, would initiate, “is there anything i can do for you?”
of course, the inquiry would be vague enough not to immediately translate as being of lascivious fashion (even though that would be your honest and admitted goal), and he would simply scoff in response, if offer any answer at all. this is when you'd approach, maybe adding a pinch of suggestiveness to your air by innocently undoing the topmost button of your blouse and gracefully lowering yourself into his lap. he wouldn't flinch nor try to remove you in any way, though express his distaste differently: having briefly drunk, he'd scrutinize you fiercely, and maintain that strict expression one could easily crumble under after a certain amount of time. you'd wiggle in your seat, then, and your intentions would be clear.
this is when he'd say, “i do not like this backward strategy of getting your way by asking for something you so clearly seem to want.”
“henry—” you'd want to put forth an argument, maybe even try to charm him into thawing for you, and reach out your palm to slide up his thigh, and yet, to no avail, as...
“no touching,” he'd interject firmly, gaze fixed, “in fact, get off me. humor the floor with your crude ideology instead.” the command would be sudden, not entirely surprising, and thrilling at once — you'd do precisely as said, scramble to your knees before his spread legs, and fold into a position so small and passive that it would immediately translate to him as an act of submission. nonetheless, it simply wouldn't do.
“if there is something you want, you can try to appeal to me for consideration.”
for this precise reason, you'd begin: lightly at first, holding back for the most part, half-heartedly at best. as a reaction to multiple sequences of rejections, one more blunt and striking than the other, however, you'd soon enough be reduced to a begging, blubbering, sobbing mess for him. your make-up would be ruined before you'd even as much as laid a finger on him — or he on you — with your eyelashes stuck together as a doll's and your face aglow in the dim light, upsettingly. and still, he'd string you along, growing more and more derisive each time, more hurtful, more harsh — “can't you do better than that?” — which would affect your act tremendously. you'd sit there, restless and needy, with streaks of tears, some dry and some being drawn in real time, gasping for some of the tension-thick air and whimpering for him to have mercy on you. the situation would only be exacerbated by the fact that all the while, you would be able to see the clear, prominent, swollen outline of his hardness in his strained slacks, and instinctively grow even more frustrated with the realization he would deny both of you this kind of pleasure — until he wouldn't, and the permission to do so would finally glide from his lips.
you wouldn't need to be told twice, then. the tears of pleading would dry, only to be replaced by new ones, except this time for an entirely different reason — a reason you'd shed them for more gladly, in all honesty. and in the end, it will have been worth it. especially worth the deep kisses he'd place upon you after pulling you up by your face and folding you back into him upon his lap as a crooked rendition of gratitude.
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garmabawls · 1 month
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ugghhhhhhh WHICH ONE DO I FINISHHHHHH
i love cole in thawb but jayyyyyyyyyy jay in a suitttttt suit jayyyyyyyyy
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lord-knightmon · 9 months
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THE AMOUNT OF PEOPLE I'VE SEEN SO FAR GOING "THE BRAIN AND THE GORILLA ARE GAY???" ALREADY IS MAKING ME FUCKING DIZZY FROM LAUGHING
THEY'VE BEEN GAY, SADLY TEEN TITANS DIDN'T HAVE A "BRAIN AND MALLAH GO ON A DATE WHILE PLANNING TO DEFEAT THE TITANS" EPISODE
LORD
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reigningmax · 10 months
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GRWM: Hockey Goalie Gear Challenge
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seatawinan · 1 year
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