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sluttymasc · 3 months
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please let me fuck you like i’m a dog in heat pleeease please please i promise i’ll be good please i need it so bad. i’m soo hard and wet all the time please i just need to cum inside you a couple of times
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acanthemp3 · 5 months
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i hateeee how every single tag i follow is unusable now bc of the porn bot spam. this is SO much worse than when they just followed u
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de1-os · 2 months
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Penis unserious
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virtual-minotaur · 2 years
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doomed-to-wanda · 12 days
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thinking about the bad kids slowly dying off, one by one.
thinking about them carrying the ashes of their fallen to the next funeral, and the next, till its adaine sitting on a pew alone with all her friends ashes, sobbing, realizing she is alone, she will be alone, that they're never coming back.
thinking about adaine, numb after the years, with tokens of her friends in her pockets.
kristen's hair ties: sometimes adaine washes her hair with shampoo that smells like she did, puts on her old tye-dyed t-shirts.
riz' necktie, it's threads coming unraveled at the worn edges. it used to smell like his cologne.
gorgug's playlists still comfort her, the uncompromising, screaming, yet somehow gorgeous music blasting. it drowns out all the years spent without him, takes her right back to the day they went to basrar's for the first time.
fig's guitar sits in her room. adaine tries to learn how to play, hears the echo of figs laugh through the strings. she takes up smoking cloves.
fabian left adaine all his gold jewelry, and she keeps a strip of his old battle sheet in her pocket. the elves in kai lumenera welcome her with open arms every few decades, the trees swaying with the memory of fabian's dancing, his lilting voice still carried in the wind.
"the bad kids," and yet, everything they had was so good: still, all lovely things must come to an end.
before adaine lays down for the last time, she pulls on an old IDK tee, now-long hair tied up just how kristen used to. it doesn't match, but she still ties riz' gregorian necktie, just slightly too tight. she's rusty, now— riz had her tie his tie once, but that was so long ago now. she puts in earrings, clasps a necklace, decorates her long, elven fingers with sparkling diamond rings. she plays an old, old song on bass. it's harsh, unforgiving metal, but beautiful and melodic to her ears.
thinking about their inherent tragedy.
aelwyn takes everyone else's ashes to the last funeral.
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bitchykuromi · 6 days
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jaskefer · 10 months
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jaskier grabs his lute when he goes outside to see what made the noise because it’s the closest thing to a weapon he has near him in the moment. so when he hands the lute to radovid, he’s giving up his only means of defense—literally, but also figuratively, as his songs and performative nature represent the mask that he also hides behind
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localangel13 · 7 months
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i need a puppy fucking me sooo bad please please please i need a hot thick cock splitting me open. i need their hips to bruise mine as they thrust as hard as they can, completely controlled by their desire. i need to be covered in warm sweaty fur so thick i feel like im drowning in it. i need to hear them growling in my ear as they start to fuck their knot inside. and i need them to keep going, even after i cum, and even after they cum, still grinding and rutting and thrusting into my soft swollen cunt for as long as my sweet puppy wants
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sluttymasc · 4 months
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need someone to just use me as a pussy eating machine tbh. wake me up with your hot cunt over my face. push me down to my knees at the dinner table and make me eat you out while you carry on conversations with our friends. shove me under the blanket while you watch tv and let me tongue fuck your pussy for hours while you pull my hair. burry me in your cunt until i can’t breathe and my mind is empty <333
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acanthemp3 · 1 year
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virtual-minotaur · 11 months
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doomed-to-wanda · 6 days
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the sun's out. where's helio?
he's supposed to be saved. buddy is supposed to be saved. why isn't he saved?
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dykevillanelle · 11 months
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amazon prime rainbow capitalismed too close to the sun it seems
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jaskefer · 10 months
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help i’m just now realizing that radovid told jaskier to play a song “about [his] white haired witcher” and then jaskier goes on to play extraordinary things… no wonder he asks if the witcher knows how lucky he is to have him bskdndkd
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