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yyuuraii · 8 months
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0 hbg members in mcc rising o(-( we'll get em next time surely (Clueless)
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sunflowernoob · 7 months
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waahoooooooooo my old ms paint chaos walking doodles. i only picked out the ones i still like lol. hmmm maybe i'll post my more recent stuff later,,.
anyways, wowie finally posting my art again!
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manchee
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shirehobbit · 3 months
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in the words of some guy in the crowd from last week’s Sinner v Baez match
WINNER WINNER I WANT SINNER FOR DINNER
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SINNER I’M IN LOVE WITH YOU
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sweatiesgolfgame · 8 months
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My least favourite thing about software is I can't listen to music if I don't know it
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fyodor-the-whore · 1 year
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I go on camp tomorrow ^_^ hahahahahahaaahhha I'm gonna kms
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dogbunni · 1 year
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LAVA LAMP
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pronoun-note · 1 year
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*wheezing and choking becauseei imhaled my water* HYDROGEN BABY VS COUGHING BOMB!!!!
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ratscraftz · 2 years
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TOMORROW
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holywoter · 2 years
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zerxis my beautiful zerxis. holy shit
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vioreo · 2 years
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You have me to thank for getting jhariah’s skin care routine
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ahotjanuary · 22 days
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Tomorrow my parents are going to drive me to the filming location.
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fayeisuppose · 1 year
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he's so lovely
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hwaitham · 5 months
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𝓱𝓾𝓶𝓫𝓵𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓭𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓼 𓈒 ˖ ࣪ 𝜗𝜚
al haitham x f!reader . nsfw — mdni . established relationship ノ daddy kink ノ heavy ddlg dynamics ノ dumbification + mindbreak ノ finger sucking ノ baby + sweetheart as petnames ノ typical condescending praise from haithie . . hehe c;
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al haitham believes that the sweetest and best days are not those on which anything particularly exciting or whirlwindishly wonderful occurs, but those that bring with them humble delights that follow gently after each other— like the flipping of parchment as one nears the end of a book, the fresh aroma of biscuits and pastries that seem to continuously linger about in the air of a patisserie.
and such belief is what has led him to favour moments like these.
you, beneath him, fucked-out doll, orgasm after orgasm after orgasm coaxed from your cunt to slather the base of his heavy cock in glistening cream, no thoughts swirling around in that darling mind of yours except reams upon reams of ribbon that spell out his designation.
daddydaddydaddydaddydaddy.
and it’s the best thing— the very best thing in the world. his dumbed-down little girl, knees pressed to your chest and ankles crossed, body jostling with each forceful thrust, with each letter of his name that’s swiped across your clit.
“d-daddy—“ you choke on a tiny whimper, hiccup over your breath. keen sweetly when he pulls out and leaves you feeling empty and in loss of the milk that drivels out of you. “love you... l-love you s’much, nngfh…”
“love your daddy s'much?” tapping his weeping tip over your tummy, he presses his crotch into your greedy cunt and groans at the hot slick that coats his balls, the little grind of your hips as you search for more. “is it daddy you love… or his cock, hmm?”
you give him a needy whine and a weak kiss to his cheek, the adorable pout strung over your lips being the only answer you’re able to respond with after having your brain stuffed to the brim with cotton and cum.
it tells him everything he needs to know. “s’okay, baby, i know, i know…”
because even without words, al haitham understands just how smitten you are with him, how fiendishly you adore him, perhaps more than life itself. it’s easy to see in the look you give him from under his arms, eyes glazed over with pearl and such delicate reverence. it’s in the insatiable desire you have for him, his cock and his thumb and his milk and his kisses and his heart. so dumb and so in love— you’re lucky that your daddy feels just the same about you.
he gifts you his cock once more, pushing past your creamy hole and stopping with shallow thrusts when he feels your walls seizing around him, stomach clenching and feet kicking softly against his abdomen. “daddy, nooo…” you sob, sniffle at the pleasure of his shaft throbbing within you, pushing sticky cum even further into your womb. 
hunching over closer to you, he rubs his lips over your forehead and kisses away the few stray bubbles of sweat, lends you his thumb to pacify your pathetic little whimpers— yet the lazy swirls of your tongue around the digit only seem to serve as a breach for you to make even more lewd noises. al haitham shudders at a particularly sweet, air-headed little giggle you release. “no, what, sweetheart?”
“‘s not enough… wan’ more.” more cock, more cum, more everything.
and he’ll give you more of everything, as much as he has in him that he can give. drain his balls and flood you with his seed, press down on your soft tummy and watch it drip in globs out of you, all so he can fill you up again, and again, and again.
with a grunt and sharp glint of a smirk, he pries your legs apart to hook them over his forearms, pulling out… almost, almost… and then slowly, slowly sinking back and splitting you in half. 
”guess daddy needs to go even deeper.” squelch, squelch, squelch— he rocks into you back and forth, back and forth, all the way until you feel his cockhead gyrating over the deepest spongy spot of pleasure in you. it’s enough to push you to your high, silky walls clamping down tighter than ever before, not allowing al haitham a single moment of reprieve. “fuuuuuuck, h-hahh— you jus’ don’t wanna let go, do you? greedy little cunt.”
toes furled and nails carving red wings into his back, you have trouble hearing him over your squeals and mewls. they’re such sweet, honest, candy-hearted sounds, the break to your voice and the mindless little babbles— cumming, cumming, ’m cumm’nghhh, daddy— i love you, loveyouloveyouloveyou!— it doesn’t take much more than that for him to give you what you want.
once, twice more he thrusts and releases into your womb with an unsteady moan, heart hammering against his chest so hard and fast you can feel it against your own as he lays atop you, hand cradling the back of your head and lips pressed hard to your temple. he whispers to you, some trivial words that float like haze past your ear: perfect fit… so tight ‘nd warm… you wanna stay with daddy like this forever, baby?
barely, you nod, your face pressed to the handsome junction of his neck and his cock pressed yet to your cervix, ribbons of cum flushing you with tender warmth. “mhmmm, daddy… forever ‘nd ever ‘nd ever…”
“god, you're such a sweetheart...” he whispers and grinds his seed into you deeper, his hips chafing along the insides of your sticky thighs. and with this, you can only sigh a dreamy sigh, cling to him like his perfect little princess, let al haitham nestle further into the only home he's ever known.
what a humble delight, indeed.
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dis drabble is da product of a vry overworked masters student who has j gotten her period n' needs nothing but to be Babied n Coddled >< i apologize for da self-indulgence but i hope even j one of you could find some comfort here ♡
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mermaidstede · 6 months
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When I find myself in times of trouble,
Brother Martin comes to me,
Speaking words of wisdom,
Love is always the answer.
The weight of the world is so burdensome. Sometimes we feel like we can't afford to fail. Let me carry that burden with you. If everything comes to an end, my love will never end.
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We found love during Oblivion Crisis.
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