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#thots and prayers
giggle-shade · 2 days
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I wanna write a fic of this foine cowboy but I'm so damn nervous 😭 I won't be whole until I do it though🥴Please send me THOTs and prayers friends
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lavandula-ipsum · 7 days
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You take Luke Skywalker to a dark corridor. He holds your hand with a smile on his face cause he doesn't know what's coming.
He's delighted at first when you shove a hand down his pants. However, his eyes widen when you pull down yours too and he realizes what you're about to do.
This is when you have to muffle his whimpers in your hand. You make him finish on your underwear, drooling and pleading on your fingers. What a big mess you've made, you tease him. As you get dressed again, you promise to let him clean you up later, as long as he's good for the rest of the day. Then you let him go.
You follow a couple of minutes later so you don't raise any suspicions. After all, you're both required in the war room
As you're sitting with his mess between your legs, you watch him go scarlet red for the entirety of the briefing, his thoughts spiraling out of control. You might have just gotten him off, but he's so worked up still, fantasizing about all he's gonna do to you later.
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carlyraejepsans · 1 year
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re: eating gaster
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- Raine💧
he will be baked soon alhamdulillah
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Bamberg in Angst
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ash-and-starlight · 2 years
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i love drawing. i would love to draw some day
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leclerdelune · 1 month
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Ferrari 1-2 looks beautiful
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mistressemmedi · 1 month
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lando being invited to the chicken shop date is the worst decision ever. love him but that man has no rizz and the flirting skills of a 12 year old boy💀
I'm trying to practice self-care therefore I'm not gonna subject myself to watching that, thank you 🙏🏻
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dieletztepanzerhexe · 3 months
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meh i have to spend some time with my f*mily
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topgunreacts · 1 year
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Oooh seeing that last anon 👀👀 imagine Fae/fairy mav trying to court human ice and they both are just fail people who are the most oblivious stupid people to exist
Ice is just going to have to accept the fact that Maverick’s horrible seduction magic is ineffective at best and counterintuitive at worst, and that he has no one to blame but himself for the way he wants to bounce on that fail fae dick. Tragic.
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Thots and prayers for the day:
Be me, in a church. The weight of my many sins consumes my very being. He sees me from afar. My blasphemy radiates from my body like a painful aura, brighter than any light the winged beings of his heavens could summon forth. I am beautiful. I am cursed. I am broken. He believes he can save my mortal soul.
I go to the confessional. The grain of the wood feels like home as I sit. The thick scent of anointing oils permeate my senses. Even the screen that separates us now as he enters, echoes with the judgment to come, though not spoken.
I am his child. I am broken. I hurt in my bones. I do not deserve his forgiveness. He feels my suffering, knows this may be the first, but likely not the last time I will come here. But the sorrow, I wear bereavement like arousal and he feels that stirring beneath the cloth cage of his cossack. He should send me away, cast my penance like dice from his hands and let them fall where they may. To walk away.
But he holds those unseen instruments of fate in his mind as he moves to beckon me to join him. To be seen and understood. To push past that threshold into his personal space. An interloper. A temptation against the temple of his body. An affront to the guardianship of his being. He feels that melancholy note that hovers between us and he wants to cradle it, nurture it. How he mourns the joy he has never seen upon my face.
How he longs to see it.
Shaking breaths are deafening, the tremor of how wrong this is warbles through the air. Forbidden and necessary.
"Come to me, my child. Come to me. Let me see your eyes."
We stare at each other in stasis. Perhaps this is enough. It can be enough. It can sate the longing that crawls through the broken glass of blood in our veins. He tells me to show him where it hurts.
"Everywhere. Everywhere."
He knows God by name. He speaks with angels freely. But never has he felt moved by an act of mortality such as this. There are no more deities, only this. Only the need to serve. To fix the broken parts. I came to pray. To beg him.
Tell me why he is now on his knees, clinging to my body. Tell me why he begs for sacrament and to taste my grief on his tongue. Explain the reverence with which he parts my thighs and buries himself there. How does the warmth of his breath against the entry of my own temple seem to be the only way salvation will find me?
He speaks psalms against the places he should not be, wraps his tongue like a rosary around that bundle of nerves that sings hymns when he calls. He can fix me. He can fix me.
Ardent in his prayers, his hands grip the altar of my thighs to part them further and cast my demons out. I am to crumble against the divine, I will fall anew. He begs me to be unburdened, to baptize him in the waters of my suffering and become clean.
There, I break. I am broken. I am broken.
I just want to be clean again. I just want to be clean again. But I pour my sins upon his mouth and soon he will ascend, rise like the sun itself before setting against the skyline of my welcoming arms. Soon he sinks in those hidden depths and bathes in my longing. Drowns in those waters, trying to save me. As the light consumes him with fervor, he weeps in awe of this ethereal moment.
He came to save. He left enrobed in my blessings, already counting down the moments he can prove his devotion again.
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clone-whore-99 · 2 years
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interlocking your fingers with Wreckers, while your legs are over your head and he pounds into you like there's no tomorrow
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tempestuous-lush · 7 months
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Adding this to the list of things that need to be written at some point:
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Luca finding out how much you love truffles and spending all of his free time figuring out how to make one that is perfect, and all you. Then, when he offers it to you, eating it from his fingers as you sit unassuming on the counter. And the briefest bit of your tongue on his thumb is literally all he can think about for the rest of the day. That, and the sound of your moan of appreciation.
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virginvideovixen · 1 day
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trying to teach myself graphic design and photo editing is making me want to commit the good ol' fashioned slipnslide 🫠 i should just start taking cute pics of my butt and thighs for a living
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moonshynecybin · 19 days
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marc flying into austin today. a city literally currently under an airport weather warning
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themermaidriot · 26 days
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while looking for Johnny alternative appearances for AMM, I found out there was a fandom discussion on the ethics of using Keanu's likeness. I agree with the general census that using him in literal sex stuff is probably not the move, as the devs have requested that of us, from what I remember reading in the tags. I personally think that line is drawn at light lewdness and fluff - as in -only what we can ever see in game [alt scene is his pov, we see her, not him really], I stay there as one of your local demisexuals, I like lewd at best and consent is literally consent, so there we go, folks.
Only problem: it seems to have stripped nexus of a lot of appearance changes for Johnny. I just want some cute pjs and a casual outfit that's not the default one. Like imagine some cute heart boxers/pj pants with an old Bushido X shirt. I need like casual johnny and lounging with V Johnny - I just wanna make cute shippy stuff :( idk i need to look over the available mods
also maybe learn to mod
*sigh*
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