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#like a porcelain angel
sallymew4 · 24 days
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he is just a little thing the only experience with kissing he has ever had is his mama and what he sees in his shows. an d that is ok
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foursaints · 4 months
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waking up like time for another hard but rewarding day working in the woobifying evan rosier mines
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christiangeistdorfer · 2 months
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CHRISTIAN GEISTDÖRFER after winning the 1980 RALLY CODASUR
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heavensinz · 22 days
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👼🏼Let 🕯️The🦢Light🪷In🪽
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🕊️Dress made by me 🪽 @cursedstarz 🪷
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wormedeye · 5 months
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our dm made me do this
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so basically ryan has a blog from like 9-10 years ago and i have the opportunity to do the funniest thing ever
#“yayyy that kid made new fan art!!! let’s go look :3”#*really beautiful kind of gay grief chapter artwork chock full of symbolism inspired by magnetic poetry he made 9 YEARS AGO*#“are you fucking kidding me”#if ryan guldemond wrote inside using angel cards i have THE FULL RIGHT to make art using some word magnets#“shine porcelain angel dance” he’s practically asking me to make artwork come on man#every year one or two famfam members become universally tied with the mother mother timeline and their existence effects an entire album#my upbringing began from day 1. i happen to be the prophet of grief chapter#(i’m insane)#(i connect the dots too well)#(everything is lore if you know where to look)#(i feel so bad for this band i’m so sorry i’m like this)#also#the way ryan is literally just yapping#like half of this blog is poetry and the rest is him just talking about shit#WHAT IS BRO YAPPING ABOUT 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️💥💥💥💥💥💯💯💯💯💯‼️‼️‼️‼️🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🦅🦅🦅#mother mother#i have the midas touch but everything i touch turns into grief chapter lore#it’s like the death note but with canon events#^ unironically one of my favorite things i’ve said this week#i don’t know what the fuck ryan is talking about and i absolutely adore him for it#he’s an icon (he’s my worst enemy)#he’s so infuriatingly talented that even the rest of the band is disturbed by it 💀#jasmin told me so#no that’s not a joke she actually told me so in a comment section 🙏🙏 and said it again on the gc livestream#WHAT AM I YAPPING ABOUT 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️💥💥💥💥💥💯💯💯💯💯‼️‼️‼️‼️🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🦅🦅🦅#WHAT THE FUCK IS A KILOMETER🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️💥💥💥💥💥💥💥‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅💯💯💯💯🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺#“my demands are out dancing in the still void of you” okay buddy you could have just asked me to make art#wow i can’t believe grief omens has been canon since before the show was made /j#yes i know gomens is also a book i’m sorry#genuinely i want to know how log i can possibly make the tags go because this has been going on for way too long i think
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thriftstoreangels · 4 months
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[image id: a white porcelain angel kneeling and holding a golden clock. end id]
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navysealt4t · 8 months
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man
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vixlenxe · 1 year
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You aren’t an evil tyant
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Without your evil lackys.
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ihophashbrowns · 1 year
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i havent been to the thrift store in sooooo long and i wanna go SO BAD
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xx-hail2theking-xx · 1 year
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you're also adorable, but that's a normal.
also I haven't heard anyone call us nescients in a while. I'm curious, how do you define omniscience and nescience?
Oh, it's simple!
We are not nescients. You are.
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arytha · 2 years
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Been doing quick doodles lately. Not having to be super clean and also not caring too much when coloring is kinda nice, actually.
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souvlakiandcocaine · 10 months
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it’s kind of basic but I want an angel tattoo
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lithiumwitchcraft · 1 year
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what is it with evil doll movies today that they’re too embarrassed to show the doll actually moving. just watched the boy II and I wanted to see that lil motherfucker running around so bad
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pshaven · 6 months
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Idk but i feel like sunghoon would be big on overstim and pushing each other's limits. i can totally imagine him using a vibrator on his partner/having a vibrator used on him until tears run
this is literally so sub x sub and i…. i started foaming at the mouth
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imagine wanting to treat sunghoon for his birthday since he’s always been so good to you, always taking care of you in and out the bed.
but the moment you propose to him that you want to take care of him instead, he refuses. you're too precious- he needs to savor you and treat you like the angel you are. but you don't take no for an answer; you only agree to let him treat you if he also lets you treat him.
he didn't understand you at first, but now he does.
"ahh..." sunghoon hisses, already overstimmed cock sliding into your warm entrance for the first time. he's already came twice from your hands alone with your bullet vibrator cupping against the veins of his cock.
you're not any better, squirming underneath him as you can feel every single twitch from his cock as he's beginning to bottom out in you. "w-wait!" you yelp, a useless hand coming to his lower stomach in a weak attempt to push him away, but sunghoon is too lost to comprehend your pulsating cunt around him.
"oh fuck, wh- oh god," he pants, his entire body enveloping yours as he buries his face into your neck. his lips pressed against your skin, intending to leave bruising hot kisses but he feels like he's going mad, his hips not daring to move as he closes his eyes to try and restrain himself.
but what a wrong move that was. he feels even more euphoric, his senses overloading with you, you, you, and your cunt spasming on his cock solely from friction and his body heat, you're cumming for the nth time that night.
"no, no no," sunghoon whines, his hips unintentionally thrusting deeper into you, balls meeting your ass into a wet squelch, thanks to your slick from leaking down your entrance. "shhiiitt," he gasps, teeth biting into your shoulder to restrain his moans but you don't miss the sudden droplets hitting your skin that you can only assume his tears.
"h-hey.." you try your best to soothe but you're also in no state to talk since you're not faring any better, your hand coming up to play with his hair but it only makes his hips stutter more, feeling your nails in his scalp.
you cry out, sunghoon's grinding slowly turning into short thrusts that has his pubic bone hitting your clit. "cum, cum again, pleaseee," he whines again, lazy and weak hand coming in between your bodies as he goes to rub circles on your overly sensitive bud.
"no! wait- i-i can't!" you stutter out, eyes wide as you watch the man above you, focused on where the two of you are conjoined. his brows are furrowed, lips wet from his tongue poking out in concentration, fresh tears also staining his porcelain skin.
"you will. need to feel you around me again..." he pants, thrusts beginning to become meaner but you can tell he's losing his resolve again, his moans becoming more whinier. "have to.. have to keep g-going... until it hurts."
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sytoran · 1 month
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PLEASE LIKE I BEGGGGG, make a fic based on sabrina carpenter’s lingerie commercial with skims IT CAN BE ANYTHING JUST DO IT I BEGG
espresso — w.m
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you come to pick your girlfriend up from her photoshoot. things get a little out of hand in the changing rooms.
pairing — sub!model!wanda x dom!gf!reader
warnings — just pure filth, minors dni or block, usage of 'bunny' pet name
note — anon your wish is granted... this is me taking a break from writing hiwthi to come up with this short fic inspired by sab… i am not immune to the pretty blondes
word count — 1008
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“Baby, - ah! - the makeup artists are gonna be b-back, uhn, anytime,” Wanda gasps breathlessly, as she’s bent over the counter, as you’re three fingers deep into her sweet pussy from behind.
It was a common occurrence to see you at Wanda’s rehearsals and photoshoots, and today was no different. You had come to the studio to shower your girlfriend in love, affection, and a croissant, but then you had seen her in that lacy, lacy lingerie, and then, and then— 
“Fuck,” you growl, gripping fistfuls of Wanda’s pretty hair as she squeals and backs her ass into your crotch. She’s porcelain, fine china, and you have your tendencies.
Wanda would swear she tried to keep you off her, especially in this sponsored lingerie, because it was a brand deal, and she was supposed to be good. 
But you were not good. And she liked you that way.
It was a Sisyphean task, considering just how handsy you were, completely disregarding the cameras and flashing lights when you had your eyes set on your girlfriend. 
There was a moment’s silence when she locked eyes with you across the room, one behind the camera and one in front, and Wanda had to fight battles to not let start drenching the carpeted floor.
Your gaze was hot, molten, searing across her bare skin wrapped up in lace, and Wanda was a pool of gasoline that fed your will. She whimpered quietly, so quietly, when you licked your lips imperceptibly. She wanted it.
No longer had the photoshoot been paused for lunch break did she follow your retreating figure into the emptied changing room, heart pounding and already damp between her legs. It was no secret, then, what had ensued behind closed doors and cameras.
Wanda watched herself in the mirror through lowered lashes. She was being fucked within an inch of her life, bent over and manhandled. 
Her mascara was messed up, stained, and the rest of her face was no farther from saving. There were tears pooling in her eyes, from how deliciously rough you were being, and her hair was already a tousled mess, all credits to your insistent tugging.
“I know, bunny, they’re gonna be back soon, hm?” you tease, voice dripping in caramel and honey. Feels like it, too, with three thick fingers drenched in your girlfriend’s slick, pummeling into that tight little cunt like it was meant to be.
Her hair bows are all undone, strewn across the floor. Wanda looks like the fashion of a tainted angel, crafted by your doing. Her panties are undone by the laces and hanging off the side of the counter.
There was just such power you derived, from having the infamous Wanda Maximoff completely bent over in submission, subservient to your command. You just had control over her, had her wrapped around your finger, and in turn you were obsessed to her pretty self.
“Gonna be so good for me, yes bunny?” you pant into her ear, groping at her hefty tits through the lingerie. She’s so effortlessly babygirl, all wide eyes and pink lips, shy giggles in your ear when you tease her.
When Wanda fails to answer you in due time, you snap the thigh highs against her thick thighs, and the high-pitched squeal she lets out is worth it enough.
“Y-yes!” she cries out, jumping from where you snap the material. “Be good for you, promise.”
You rumble your acquiescence, looking at her reflection through the mirror. It’s immaculate all the same, glossy eyes and glossier lips. “Good girl,” you murmur into her ear, pressed hot and tight against her ass.
Wanda moans lowly at that, arching her back when your palm meets her ass once more. It’s already a handprint-red, and you didn’t want to think what her managers would say during the photoshoot that would continue later.
They should know who she belonged to.
“Fuckin’ princess,” you breathe, trailing open-mouthed kisses across her pretty back. Her lingerie is simply the prettiest thing you’d ever set your eyes on, hugging her figure like it was meant to be. 
At that, you curl your fingers roughly, and the near-scream Wanda lets out is sure to be heard by someone from outside. She comes suddenly, jet streams and white bursts, squirting all over your hand and dripping down your wrist. 
She whimpers at the sheer impact of her high, bright doe eyes catching yours. “Bunny,” you grunt, ramming your fingers into her pussy, not letting up for a second. 
“Give me another. Your cute cunt’s good for that, right? Coming for me?”
Upon listening to you, Wanda whines again, blonde locks getting tugged on by your impatient hand. Her eyes are watery, so pretty and angelic, and you a carnal urge washes over you to just take what you want—
WIth rough movements, you drag her by the hips and spin her around, setting her onto the counter with her thighs wrapping around your torso. This way, your mouths meet in an inferno of heat and lust, your prodding tongue intruding into her mouth greedily.
Wanda’s dragged out moan of your name gets lost in the squelching sounds of your fingers spreading her pussy open. You’re even rougher than before, if that’s possible, and it almost seems like she’s going to be torn within life and death if you go on further.
The second high comes in short bursts: Wanda writhes in your arms, all hiccups and tears, clutching the lapels of your suit jacket with your overstimulated she is, all your fault, all your fault.
“Y/N, please, please, please—” Wanda gasps, pleading your name in a mindless chant, flooding your hand. At this point, you’re pretty sure she’s dripping onto the fucking floor.
She comes and she comes and she keeps on coming, your hands all over her lingerie-hugged body, your mouth whispering sweet nothings into her ear, elevating her to a redeemed paradise.
That night, in the confines of your shared penthouse, sprawled over a King-sized bed with silk sheets, Wanda pays her due. She keeps you up all night — just like espresso.
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reblog to support me n my lil writings
hope yall liked this little blurb, i was cooking a long fic but then i was tired so here you go
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