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#kali birthday
sparklyeyedhimbo · 1 year
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Aahhh happiest of birthdays, love🎊🎂💐 we're still here, we're still here, the world hasn't crushed us yet! Hope your day was kind and filled with lots of you. Please feel hugged💜
🎉 Yes we are STILL HERE 🎉
✨✨✨✨ love you always 10x more ✨✨✨✨
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killakalx · 3 months
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↳ ageless/blank blogs dnf
18+ content, mirror sex (for his bday and definitely not a projection of my own fantasies), doggy style, reverse cowgirl (?), against the mirror, dick grayson is an ass man
thinking about dick grayson who has you face down, ass up in front of the mirror, pulling you back into his thick dick rather than thrusting into you. the force he uses has his balls slapping into your thighs, holding your legs closer together for that echo he wants each time your skin makes contact with his. dick’s looking at you in the reflection, mouthing off about how sexy you look. he gets caught in the moment and his hands slide away from your hips to palm your ass, and the way you have to fuck yourself onto him before your orgasm teeters away nearly pushes him over the edge. your eyes drift away from the reflection of his arms and abs flexing with each thrust, mewling into your arm as you fuck yourself back. you’re doing most of the work now, hands clinging to the sheets to add a bit more force to it.
now you’re taking his cock all on you own; ass on full display for him while you watch yourself bounce on his cock in the mirror. up and down, ass smacking against his pelvis to make a lewd clap each time and dick’s moaning at the view he has. propped up on his elbow, making you yelp a few times when he smacks your ass. at first, there’s deep crescent marks in the sides of his thighs from having to hold yourself upright, now fading once he feels your pace falter. at that point, he’d plant his feet firmly into the hardwood floor off the edge of the bed, locking your arms into his hand behind you and plowing his cock into you.
still, his poor girl gets so tired after fucking herself onto him. just to help you out, he’s standing now- bending you over nothing and forcing your palms into the mirror to hold up your upper half. he’s damn near picked you up by your hips, eyes glued to your ass and the pretty arch in your back before catching a glimpse of your fucked out face pressed into the mirror. the room’s dowsed in sex, fog settling on the glass and making it knock against the wall. there are tears swelling in your eyes, incoherent whimpers for a break that get louder each time he makes your legs buckle. ‘m almost done, doll, dick would groan for the third time, this ass was just made for me, baby. you really can’t blame me. ❧
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lxh-arts · 7 months
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开心的一天~喵~。:.゚ヾ(*´▽`*)ノ゚.:。+
A great day
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fawnsite · 9 months
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dingledangly · 28 days
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I wish it was socially acceptable to eat paper😞
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adideath · 8 months
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ig: maynch0pper
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weirdo09 · 11 months
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happy 29th birthday to kali uchis 🫶🏽
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(the only pics i have of her)
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crazywolf828 · 1 year
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Rating: Mature
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: F/F
Fandom: RWBY
Relationship: Blake Belladonna/Yang Xiao Long
Characters: Yang Xiao LongBlake BelladonnaKali BelladonnaGhira Belladonna
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Farm/Ranch, Beehaw, Horses, Fluff, Flirting, Light Angst, Minor Injuries, Gender Non-conforming Yang Xiao Long, packers, Strap-Ons, Eventual Smut, Past Abuse, Minor Whiterose, Blake is a huge flirt, Yang is so gay and useless
Summary:
They've known each other for a day, had maybe three conversations in total, but there was something there, like a magnet, an innate draw. Yang wonders if it's one sided, wonders if Blake can feel it too. "I like it. Definitely better than the apartment I was living in." She says, ignoring the odd feeling for now. If anything did come of this, it probably shouldn't be on the day she gets hired. There's an odd flick to blakes ear, an unreadable expression crossing her face, but it's gone as soon as it arrived. "Well, I'll leave you to get settled." There's a flash behind amber eyes, lips curling as she moves towards a window, "If you need anything my room is right there." Blake points to the large home, points to the room two stories up, a light still on inside. Yang can't help but chuckle, "What am I supposed to do? Throw pebbles at your window?" Blake's lips curl, a quiet laugh sounding out through the room, "I was thinking that I'd give you my number, but if you want to throw pebbles at my window in the dead of the night, who am I to stop you?" She makes her way towards the door, glancing back at a very stunned Yang "It's been a long day, get some rest Romeo."
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kalissimsblog · 3 months
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🎂
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Kali Bianca Troy: March 7, 1971
For some reason, she has separate imdb pages and since she is such an icon in Black voice acting, I am gonna include both of those.
Kali Troy IMDB | Kittie Kaboom IMDB
She doesn't get enough shine as a Black voice actor, for me. A living legend and she's still doing things. Respect her.
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ninjamelissajulien · 7 months
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The Lovers
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sparklyeyedhimbo · 1 year
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Happy birthday!!!
Congrats on
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OH MY GOD, THANK YOUUUU HUN
Finally, I can use this gif 🤣
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sweetangle8 · 1 month
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IT IS NOW OFFICIALLY 12:00 IT’S MY BIRTHDAY
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the-whispers-of-death · 2 months
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Happy Birthday, Ivan
Sarabi woke up to his family clapping and singing "Happy Birthday to You", gently pulling him away from the deep sleep he was in.
He opened his eyes and smiled as he saw Kali walking over to his bunk, carrying a plate of homemade pancakes with sausages and eggs. Simba and Nala were behind Kali, blowing into party horns.
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday, Ivan," they all sang as they grew closer, surrounding Sarabi. "Happy birthday to you!"
Kali gestured to the burning candles that were placed on the pancakes. "Blow out the candle before wax drips on the pancakes, birthday boy," he said, gently urging Sarabi.
Sarabi rolled his eyes at his captain's rushing, but he leaned forward and blew out the candles. He smiled again when they all cheered and he sat up in the bed, swinging his legs over the edge.
"Happy birthday, Lieutenant," Nala said, clapping Sarabi on the back. It was a hard clap, but Sarabi didn't mind.
"You guys didn't have to give me breakfast in bed," Sarabi murmured, taking the plate gratefully from Kali. Still, he started eating the breakfast in the bed.
Simba laughed, resting his arm on Nala's shoulder. "Of course we did, it's your birthday. What kind of family would we be if we didn't treat you like the king you are?"
"Eat up, Ivan," Kali replied, turning to leave and grabbing both Simba and Nala's hands to lead them away. "We'll leave you to gather your thoughts and get fully awake. But we have a full day of fun planned for you!"
Sarabi was left alone to eat in peace, which was a gift in and of itself since his family can be rowdy. But he wouldn't change them for anything.
He ate his food, humming in approval because he knew these were Nala's pancakes. Nala was the best cook out of The Lions and everyone knew it. Yeah, they were determined to make Sarabi's birthday a good one.
After his breakfast and brushing his teeth, he got ready for the day, donning on his casual clothes since The Lions had the day off since it was his birthday. As he put on his black balaclava and his yellow-gold lioness mask, he grabbed his gloves.
Sarabi paused, catching the sight of his wedding ring.
Two months ago, the lawyers that were on the Shadow Company's retainer and had managed to repeal the declarations of death the courts had issued last year for him, Simba, and Nala. Which meant Kevin's new marriage was null and Kevin hadn't been happy about it. Sarabi's ears were still ringing from when Kevin called him for the first time since his "death" and he had just yelled and yelled at Sarabi for "taking away his happiness."
It was that moment when Sarabi snapped. He had spent five years married to Kevin, hoping against all hope that Kevin would eventually love him back, but he was no longer hoping for that. Kevin had discarded him like he was trash and he wasn't sure Kevin had even truly been his friend all these years that they knew each other.
So Sarabi filed for divorce and all he was waiting for was for Kevin to sign the papers. If he ever did.
He shook his head at the negative thought, taking a deep breath. No, Kevin didn't get to suck the joy out of his birthday, not this year.
Sarabi pulled on his leather gloves, not giving the wedding ring a second glass. Now that he was ready, he left the barracks, heading for where his family was waiting.
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The Lions had managed to find all of Sarabi's favorite board games, even playing a round of poker even though they knew Sarabi would win it, as always. Sarabi laughed and smiled so much, and he couldn't remember the last time he was this happy.
"Oh dear God, please stop," he playfully groaned as Kali tried his hand at reciting poetry the way Sarabi did. They were all sitting around the recreational room, sitting in a circle so their legs were touching each other's. "Please do all of us poets, amateurs and professionals, a favor and stick with singing."
Kali snorted, shaking his head at his lieutenant's words. "I'm letting those rude comments slide, since you're the birthday boy," he teased.
"At least Mufasa picked a poem that was already written and didn't try to write his own poem," Simba added, joining in on the roasting of Kali's poetry skills. Nala couldn't help but snort, quickly placing his hand to his neck gaiter which covered his mouth.
"Oh I see, it's not just Sarabi's birthday. It's "pick on your captain" day too." Kali rolled his eyes before playfully throwing a pillow at Simba who caught it in the abdomen.
It started a round of laughing, Sarabi's eyes welling up with tears from laughing so hard. But the laughter died down when the door to the recreational room opened and Commander Phillip Graves poked his head inside the room.
"Hey, sorry to bother you all, but I need to borrow Sarabi for a bit," Graves said, smiling sheepishly at The Lions. "Don't worry, he'll come back unscathed."
With those words, he leaned back and walked a few steps away, waiting for Sarabi in the hallway. Sarabi glanced at Kali, frowning beneath his mask and balaclava, but Kali just shrugged because he had no idea what Graves needed Sarabi for.
Sarabi sighed before standing up and leaving the recreational room, following Graves who started walking to his office when he saw Sarabi. They both didn't speak until they got into the office, Sarabi sitting down in a chair.
Graves had an easy-going smile on his face, leaning back against the front of his desk. "At ease, Lieutenant. I'm giving you good news," he said, which did make Sarabi relax.
"Good news?" Sarabi asked, unable to hide his curiosity.
"Good news," Graves echoed, nodding. He reached behind him to grab a manila folder and gave it to Sarabi.
Sarabi opened the folder and looked inside. His eyes registered the words on the top of the document before glancing up at Graves.
"Kevin signed the divorce papers?" he asked, wondering if he was dreaming.
Graves nodded again. "He did. Congratulations, Ivan, you're a single man."
Sarabi thought he'd feel sadness at the news, since he spent so long pretending Kevin and him had a happy marriage, but for the first time since marrying Kevin, he felt so free. He let out a laugh, feeling giddy.
"Thank you, Commander," Sarabi said as he got up from the chair. He shook Graves' hand, feeling so giddy.
His feet took him out of the office and down the hallways to where the base hospital was. He walked in, forgetting the fact that The Lions were awaiting his return. But his first thought was telling the person he wanted to tell of his divorce the most.
Sarabi walked to a hospital room and knocked on the open door, sticking his head inside. "Hey, Cerberus," he said, his eyes crinkling as he smiled beneath his balaclava and mask at the sight of the man in the hospital bed.
Cerberus looked better than he had when The Lions rescued him two weeks ago and his brown eyes flitted up to lock eyes with Sarabi. "Hey, I heard it was your birthday," he replied, his voice still a little hoarse from his previous six months of captivity. "Happy birthday."
"Thank you." Sarabi walked inside the room and to Cerberus' bedside. "Guess what? I'm divorced."
"Congratulations."
Cerberus had heard many stories of Sarabi's now ex-husband, stories that made him glad Sarabi was now divorced. Over the course of the two weeks since his rescue, he and Sarabi had grown closer. He was growing closer with The Lions as a whole, but Sarabi spent more time with him. He soothed Cerberus' paranoia whenever he was around.
He couldn't help but scoot over just a bit in the bed and pat the spot he created beside him. "Come, Ivan. Sit with me," he said, but he was really practically begging.
Sarabi nodded and sat down, able to take in every detail of Cerberus' body now that he was so close. "How's your recovery going?" he asked, his eyes catching the IV bag of banana fluids that was attached to Cerberus' arm.
"It's going well, have to remember to eat slowly," Cerberus responded, but he shook his head. "I don't want to talk about me today, I want to hear all about what you've done so far for your birthday."
Sarabi couldn't help but smile. His family would probably tease him for ditching them to talk to Cerberus, but he couldn't find it in him to care. He gladly talked with Cerberus.
He felt at peace and he was happy.
What a perfect birthday, he thought to himself as he talked to Cerberus.
Reblogs are welcomed & appreciated! Asks are open, feel free to pop in and talk or request something! (SFW requests only, please and thank you)
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pearlypairings · 5 months
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Bb! Dealers choice on pairing but I love this idea!
Happy birthday! !
dragging them out to every restaurant or store to get the free drinks or birthday benefits
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steve x kali || humor, fluff || 412 words
A/N: ty baby for the freedom to choose, because I went rogue with it and did a lil stali <3 hope you enjoy this experimental beat! it scared me to try this ship so therefore, I committed :P
yesterday's prompt
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He had no idea where she was putting this batch of fried wings, smothered in a flood of Mama Delilah’s famous barbecue sauce.   Kali had started the night raiding JJ’s diner for her free birthday app, choosing fries and gravy—her usual late night go-to. She skipped the arcade birthday bonus coins for the record store discount, where she argued with the cashier for 10 minutes over who was better: Misfits or Poison. The snobbish, long-haired cashier found himself speechless as Kali clicked her jaw and clenched her rings tightly over the edge of his counter. Steve held back a laugh. He brandished the vinyl she wanted and slid some cash to the register with a charming, I’m-smoothing-this-over-so-you-don’t-end-up-bruised wink to the guy. With a loving squeeze, he corralled her under his arm, guiding her back to the car with no flashing lights or sirens, as they picked up the pieces of her very compelling, barely-avoided wrath on the unsuspecting idiot. She was delighted to discover that the next two restaurants were happy to provide her with their own special birthday drinks, and threw in a delicious chocolaty dessert to hold her over before the couple moved on to their current spot. They sat in the moodiest booth at Mama Delilah’s grill, where Steve absentmindedly stared at Kali with her basket of wings and sauce smeared on her face.   Kali wiped her face with the crumpled napkin, daring him with her eyes. “What?”  “Nothing,” Steve said, crossing his arms over the table. He leaned to get a better look at her from under the dark overhead lamp. “Having fun?”  She smacked her lips and tipped her head in agreement, mischief twinkling in her eyes.  “Good, I wouldn’t want it any other way.”  Steve grinned wide, admiring the way she stretched to get ready to head out to their next stop. She flashed her old fake ID from Chicago, sticking out her tongue playfully. It wasn’t even her actual birth date, she just wanted a day with all her favorite things for free or at least, for cheap. This was her just letting loose.  She lightly touched the back of his fingers, then casually grabbed his hand from across the table. Warm, she was always so unbelievably warm. “Ready for the pub? I hear there’s free Long Island teas there.” Kali said with a devious grin. She’d seen him drunk off LITs more times than he could actually count while drunk. There was no stopping her now. God, he couldn’t get enough of her.
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meegan420 · 9 months
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✨Happy Birthday Kali✨
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