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chica-cristiana-mmm · 3 months
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Tú ritmo, tú tiempo, tus preocupaciones, tus afanes todo eso es innecesario cuando aprendes que el dueño del universo también toma el control de tu vida.☄️
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doodlesonly · 3 months
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Finally managed to squeeze a finished picture through the artblock. These are characters from my current D&D campaign!
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manaosdeuwu · 1 year
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tutyayilmazz · 8 months
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can't stop watching gelya working the hell out of poker face 😩😩
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uncannndy · 2 months
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Can I request afan art
No 😡
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yume-holic · 2 months
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che que gracioso lo de James somerton el mf se rehúsa a agarrar la pala es increíble igual un poco lo entiendo
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cosmereplay · 1 year
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Dalenar the Brave and Mightee and Wise
by cosmere_play, 700 words, rated Explicit for brief description of sex
Enjoy this fresh crem. It's not part of any challenge or anything, it's just something I thought was funny and stupid and I wanted to inflict it on all of you. It's also a very silly love letter to the Stormlight fanfic community. You can read the whole thing on ao3 here, or read the first part below, rated Mature for a brief sex ed lesson.
It was the end of a long day of meetings and decision-making, and Dalinar found himself looking forward to some alone time. Navani would be spending part of the evening with little Gav, and that gave Dalinar time to turn his attention to a more personal practice: writing.
He heard the sound of papers shuffling as he stepped into his study. He froze, staring. Renarin stood beside his desk, one hand clutching a page, his face a mask of embarrassment.
"Is that…?" Dalinar started to ask, but he could already tell that it was. Renarin had seen the project he was working on. His personal writing project.
Renarin, to his credit, nodded, putting the page down in its place on the desk. "I'm sorry, Father," he said softly, looking downwards. "Um, I thought it might be a memoir, and I got carried away. I read most of it."
Dalinar's cheeks flushed with heat. He opened his mouth, then closed it again wordlessly. Blood of my fathers, how do I explain this?
Renarin met his eyes briefly, then looked down again, pulling out his cube to fiddle with. "I think…I think it's good that you are trying out fiction writing," he said. "Nohadon and...Dalenar's journey to Urithiru is, uh…definitely a unique story."
Dalinar closed his eyes. Had he gotten as far as the part where…
"Well, I think I'm gonna go now," Renarin said.
Dalinar sighed, composing himself. "Son, you must have come here for some reason," he said. "Out with it." Anything to not talk about this.
"Honestly, Father, I don't remember what I came here to tell you," Renarin said, edging past him.
Renarin stopped, as if changing his mind, and put a hand on Dalinar's shoulder, much like Dalinar would do if he were imparting a piece of wisdom. He saw a measure of concern in his son's eyes.
"What?" Dalinar asked.
"I, um," Renarin frowned. "I just want to make sure you know that spit isn't the best lubricant for anal sex. You—I mean—your character, Dalenar, should use oil."
Dalinar huffed and stammered. Spit had been good enough for his elites back in the day, but he wasn't going to say that to his storming son.
The young man stared at him a moment longer, his gaze burrowing into Dalinar's very soul. "Afan oil is best," the young man added.
It was everything Dalinar could do to keep eye contact. If he looked away, it would mean he'd conceded the point, and he would not be intimidated.
Finally Renarin gave him a paternal pat on the shoulder, and left.
Storms, I should've told him not to tell anyone, Dalinar thought.
He sat down at his desk and shuffled through the pages of his story. Everything was still in order. For a brief moment he considered burning it, but he didn't want to take the chance that the Almighty might still be alive enough to confuse it for an offering.
No. He was determined not to let his shame overcome his enjoyment of his personal writing. He did say it was unique. That was something.
Instead, he informed his guards that no one should enter the room, and sat down again to review the most recent page.
He smiled to himself as he read. This is perfect just as it is, he thought, and slid a hand down his pants.
Want to read the fic that Dalinar wrote? Warning: it's rated Explicit! Click here and scroll to the end!
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en la rodada de ternura y sexo de dos cuerpos que juegan con la muerte por un te quiero.
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brainfondue · 9 months
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Los de la peluqueria seguro me quieren matar porque les pregunté un millon de cosas y precios en un momento de panico severo y termine con "tienen turno para corte de pelo?" 😭
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tiixij · 9 months
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I named [] and her soon to be daughter the child btw. they have the same name
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poesiachiquita · 10 months
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Mira ese afán de tenerte entre mis brazos y volver a reír como en noviembre.
Circe.
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berry-s0da · 11 months
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Mi amiga aprueba el sticker 😌 no paraba de reírme porque imagínate alguien te baja de una trompada con la mano que dice YAOI 💀😭😭😭
The real "love wins" 💀💀👊
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deadlake · 6 months
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Smoke Break
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Coach Afan helping Gelya with her floor spins!
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tutyayilmazz · 7 months
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I'm so glad i love rebeca's new fx already, i don't think I've ever adored someone on floor as much as i adore her 🥹
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deeisace · 1 year
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#big ol tmi right here stop reading if you're not afan of scary medical stuff#well. potential scary medical stuff. im scared but idk what's happening#basically. the only thing that's changed in my life is that im on the depo injection right#and now (here is the tmi) every time I masturbate it's. blood. instead of the usual. like the black bits you get with a heavy period too#which i think i remember knowing is like womb skin bits. the black bits in period blood#anyway that's gross#and im scared#i looked it up and like one website said ehh you're fine that's a normal side effect and one said Go See A Doctor Immediately#so uh. yeah.#im hoping it's fine. but im gonna go to the injection appt to talk about this instead of having the injection.#i haven't spoke to anyone about it yet im hoping typing it here will kinda make it easier to say on the 19th#like ill think it's over wait a couple days ahh y'know and then after or sometimes ill notice like an hour later#ill bleed overnight and sometimes the next day again#by 'ill think its over' i mean the light-for-me periods i get on the depo#unless im supposed to have stopped entirely and the whole thing is due to the same issue idk#i don't know the signs of cancers other than breat cancer - it doesn't run in the family apparently but we are all at high risk#they were gonna do like top surgery on me as a kid just in case but they ended up not#i wish they had tbh itd save a great deal of bother#sorry anyway im big stressed and im in period-level pain and all my joints are bad again and everything#so im rambling now cs im scared#i can do injections but im very very scared of like. exams and stuff. especially this kind
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