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illwynd · 2 years
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What are the biggest differences between Tumblr, Twitter and Tiktok?
twitter brainrot is the fundamental inability to hold any opinion that takes more than two sentences to explain
tiktok brainrot is... inexplicable but terminal, no known survivors have ever recovered from it
tumblr brainrot is compulsive snickering when someone mentions substandard copper, the president's shoelaces, or color theory, and also knowing what a "blorbo" is
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sadisticbambi · 10 months
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How’s your painful tummy/insides and or the bits that hurt
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I am hoping I am at A but I could be at 4... I was at 1 this morning so fingers crossed 🤞 it's the former rather than the latter.
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shiganshinaslut · 1 year
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thinking abt tighnari using his vision in bed 😩 like him using his vision to tie you down with vines, so you don’t squirm too much while he’s fucking into you so rough and needy.
18+||MINORS DNI
OH MY GOD...needy and rough Tighnari is my absolute favorite I’m so weak. Him tying your wrists above your head with vines and grabbing onto your hips, roughly pushing them down while he fucks into you. He tells you to stay still, to be good for him, but it’s so hard when he’s fucking you so deep you swear you can feel him in your stomach :(
OR OR- Tighnari using his vines to tie your wrists behind your back so he can fuck you from behind with your face pushed into the pillow :( You can’t do anything but whimper and cry while he slams his hips into yours so forcefully. He leans over, pressing your bodies together and says “I know I’m being rough but you can take it, can’t you? That’s right, good job..”
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kazzattack · 3 months
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make-up sex with Dick has been rotting in my mind lately :P
make up sex w/ ex bf!dick grayson… bc if i’ve noticed anything about him? he’s besties with all of his exes. like. every single one of them. he’d try to be particularly close with you because he’s not over you at all. still thinking about you 24/7, still wants to see you, definitely still wants to fuck you, all that good stuff. what’s pissing him off is that you’re sick of him. and because i’m you’re petty, you decide against blocking him just to let him know you’re choosing to see him and ignore him. you read all his stupid ass messages, he can still see your posts, and he knows you’re doing shit to piss him off. because nothing irks his soul more than being ignored, much less ignored by you. luckily enough, nothing’s stopping him from knocking on your door after texting you that he’s “coming back for his hoodie.” because duh, you kept all of those too.
you open the door against your better judgement and it’s obvious he has a few intentions once you get a good look at the flimsy tank top and sweats. “hi,” he smiles to hide the impatience in his voice.
“hi,” you respond with condescension and move to close the door in his face.
“you’re being a dick,” the smile easily fades as he catches the door with a quick hand, “just let me in.”
and against your better judgement, you do.
now he’s snooping around, and quite effectively, finding a way to dig through drawers and piles of clothes even though he’s spotted a hoodie or two out the corner of his eye. come to think of it, he’s interrogating you. asking you about that party from friday, that one guy he saw on your story, anything he can get. hell, he’ll go as far as to flash you a new pair of panties while he’s looking, asking who’re you getting all pretty for? now you’re irritated too, not giving him any of the invasive answers he’s looking for. you two go back and forth for god knows how long, all the way until he’s got you against a wall and muttering fuck you under your breath, followed by a clever remark of I thought you’d never ask.
finally, his hands are back on you. he can finally grab a hold of your face and get his tongue back down your throat after a long ass month of nothing. nothing like you, at least. “you’re such a little shit,” he groans and you laugh at him, letting him wrestle your legs around his torso and carry you to the bed. as if you could have fought against it anyway. he’s depraved of you, already groping your tits and ass after grinding his thigh into your clothed cunt. it’s almost as if he hasn’t fucked since the last time he had you. still feeling a little cruel, you tease, “those other girls just didn’t do it for you, huh?”
“there weren’t any other girls.”
“yeah right,” you force out a giggle to ignore the guilt.
“I’m serious. been waiting on you to cut the bullshit so I could fuck this cunt again.” his hand’s already eased under the waistband of your shorts to circle your clit and you moan right into his ear. “don’t need any other girl when i’ve got a whore right here, just for me, right?”
he sucks a hickey into the underside of your breast before flipping you over, seemingly back to his regular self. you’re easily repositioned face down and ass up, helping him pull your shorts all the way down. fuck, you missed him. the way he palms your ass and forces you against his cock, debating on whether he should really fuck you or just hump you til you’re begging for his cock and he’s coming in his boxers.
“already fucking me back,” he moans from behind you and it’s brought to your attention that you’re the one grinding on his dick through fabric. you can’t bring yourself to be ashamed of it though, keening when the next time you feel him there’s no barrier between you and the tip of his cock is slipping into your pussy. normally he’d be all sensual, rub at your cunt til it’s all messy and leaking before fucking you, but this time around it’s like he has no time for it. he’d rather force the arch in your back further into the mattress and fuck you full, have you whine into the pillows and beg for more of his cum like he knows you want to.
“still want me to get out?” he’s muttering into your ear after pulling your hair, knowing by now you’re too fucked out to give him some smart-ass remark. all you can give him are those whorish moans he hasn’t heard for so long as you cum on his cock for the third time. he’s skipped the theatrics he loves to fuck you deep and give you a good reminder that this is what you broke up with.
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fcthots · 9 months
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hi! i love your writing <3
i have a request if you want to write about it: jason finding out you're bi
I don’t know if you wanted angst but this is how Jason reacts in my head
You're both drunk as fuck. It's not your fault! Ok, well, maybe a little, but Jason was the one who opened the door holding a huge bottle of Titos. The rest is a blur.
But you're sitting on the couch telling random ass stories, and you're both slurring your words.
You smile. "This kinda reminds me of my first kiss. a lil bit.”
"What?"
"Like the ambiance. It's like.. ok, well, not really, but in my head it kinda is."
"Wait, tell me about your first kiss."
"Well I was drunk off Titos at a house party and me and this girl kissed-"
"Wait. Girl?"
"Uh, yeah. I think it was at her house if I remember correctly-"
"Wait. Do you like kissing girls?"
"What do you mean?"
"Ok. Ok. So like. Babe. If I was a girl, would you still fuck me?"
"Obviously."
"Baby. I don’t mean to alarm you or anything but I think you may also be attracted to women."
You look at him like he's grown a second head. "Uh, yeah. I know."
"WHAT"
"Oh. Oh fuck. Did I not tell you?" You can't help but start to laugh at the bewildered drunk look on his face.
"NO??????"
"Ok so like maybe that's like my bad, but. but. but like. women." You laugh.
He starts laughing too. "Ok so like Taylor Swift. Smash or pass?"
"Smash. More than once. All the smashing. Obviously."
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orionsnotcanon · 7 months
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Knockout's definitely one of the Cybertronians who probably have a human kink lbr 👀
Honestly i can kinda see it
At first hes just doing what he has to for a spot of fun, the usual con mentality of ‘Disgusting organic meat bags’ slowly melts into a simple ‘organic meat bags’
I bet it starts out as a cursory curiosity, so different yet somehow… similar?
i dont think it REALLY ramps up until he meets his darling, until he finds a human that doesn’t leave their customers with a speck of dust or a scratch in sight. When he finds someone similar to himself in some aspects.
Hes fascinated by you. By the similarities, the differences. Like how small and soft and vulnerable you are compared to him. How responsive you are to his touch alone in comparison to other cybertronians.
i’m sure he’s fascinated by everything about you.
But I bet he just adores your little hands; how precise and careful you are with every coat of polish, how unafraid you are to stick your delicate little fingers into seams you’ve likely never seen on any earth car; he can’t get enough!
Your hands, your voice, i bet he just has a kink for you
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seijorhi · 1 month
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THANK ! YOU !
You UNDERSTAND that BETA SHIT !
The complications that come with being with a Beta, the common nobodies of the a/b/o, the shame that comes with being with a Beta too because Alphas are either with Omegas or with Alphas, there is no good reason why an Alpha would choose a Beta over an Omega, if anything it is actually more troublesome
Just Chef Kiss 👌
It’s a blessing and a curse, isn’t it?
You get to be normal. No worries about pesky biological impulses, heats and ruts. You won’t ever be reduced to a glorified fuck-doll (even if most omegas end up doted on and adored).
Betas simply aren’t enough. Even if they promise, even if they love you, alphas will always ache for an omega – that’s just biology. Likewise with omegas, they’re perfectly designed to take knots. During a heat, they need them.
Betas are simply the leftovers. Good for the occasional fuck, fun enough to pass the time with, but no beta, no matter how beautiful, obedient or sexually adventurous will ever truly satisfy either designation in the long run. You’re just not built for it.
Which is why, when an alpha starts paying you attention – some might say too much attention – you tell yourself it’s a passing thing. You’re a novelty, and maybe you’re not helping yourself by rejecting the advances (what alpha doesn’t live for a challenge?) but you know deep down your shine’s gonna fade eventually.
He can’t really be attracted to you – not to the point of obsession like he claims –you’re not an omega, you’re just a boring, run of the mill beta. A dime a dozen.
When he takes you, knots you, bites you and tells you that you’re it for him – his beta, you convince yourself it won’t last. He’ll want an omega eventually, and when he does he’ll probably cast you aside like an old toy he’s lost interest in. You’ll go back to being just another beta, nothing special.
So why does that thought curdle like milk in your stomach? And why does the possibility that you’re wrong scare you even more?
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eddiesghxst · 1 year
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you write eddie so well 💕 would u consider doing pt.2 to the boob post with pierced nips
bestie i’m so glad u asked this i could talk abt eddie’s boob obsession for days
let’s just establish that eddie definitely goes feral for some pierced nips okay (i personally imagine he goes feral for piercings in general but that’s another topic for another day)
the thing is, eddie knew your nipples are pierced, and he knew this because he can see them through all of your shirts, and it takes everything in him to not go brain dead or have tunnel vision on your tits 25/8. he also knows this because he can feel them whenever you press your chest to him; whether that be during an innocent hug or whenever you’re laid against him in bed wearing shorts and that sinful little tank top you always wear to sleep.
so he knows they’re pierced, and he’s quite literally going insane trying to keep his thoughts at bay. he lets a few comments slip here and there, “looking good today girls, happy to see me huh.” he giggles when you swat at his chest before covering your own with your arms, mumbling something along the lines of ‘you’re so annoying.’
and when the day finally comes that eddie sees your boobs in all their glory, he almost cries tears of joy. you’re laying beneath him when he removes your shirt and leans back as he tosses it to the side, shamelessly gaping down at your chest.
“holy shit…the holy fucking grail in the flesh…” shiny silver metal winks up at him from your hardened nipples, and it’s like they’re screaming his name when he cups your tits. “they’re even prettier than i imagined.” “you imagined them?” he scoffs and looks up at you, looking at you as if you’re delusional. “are you kidding me? of course i did, you’ve got some killer high beams babe.” “eddie!”
tiny thot i’d like to add: eddie definitely says bye to your boobs when he has to leave. he gives you a quick kiss then bends down to eye level with your tits, hands on his knees as he speaks “i’ll miss you the most, rockstars. i’ll be thinking about you all day.” you jokingly roll your eyes. “gross, stop being a perv.” “don’t listen to her she’s just jealous.” “they’re my boobs-“ he ignores you and continues talking to your chest, “be good okay? i’ll be back before you know it babies.” he brings up a first and gently bumps his knuckles against each of your tits.
“did you seriously just fist bump my tits?”
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greensaplinggrace · 10 months
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🔥 Aleksander's mommy issues and if that plays a role in his relationships
I will say until I die that aleksander's relationships with others are defined by his relationship with immortality and thus with his mother - who not only taught him everything about it, but who has also been the only consistent presence in his life for over four hundred years. this is the woman that developed an emotionally codependent and incestuous relationship with him as well as groomed him into the type of man she would wish to have a partnership with, which further defines the ways he views himself, the world, other people, and his connections to them.
all of this correlates to his many relationships, but especially his romantic one with alina. he mirrors his traumas with his mother and therefore with eternity in his dynamic with her. he is simultaneously the perpetrator and the victim. where he spent hundreds of years forgiving his mother for her abuse of him because the alternative is eternal loneliness, he expects of alina the same level of forgiveness for his actions based on that same latent despair - because he was taught at a fundamental age that a dichotomy exists in the universe, and the only way to find anything good at all - safety or happiness or connection - is to center all needs around the threat of inevitable punishment. not punishment in any physical sense, but punishment at a transcendental level.
the reason baghra did this was to groom him. the reason any parent does this (and it is especially prevalent with religion and cults) is to control their children and guide them toward the ideal path (which is always the path they themselves are on).
like most abusive relationships, baghra relies on cult tactics to develop a dynamic with her son that erodes all boundaries and erases any attempt at creating them further down the line - effectively taking ownership of his personhood and growth. she redefines his emotional associations to link them all to herself, and she even takes possession of his body in a variety of ways, until she has molded the perfect partner. one who shares all of her values and so will never leave her side - and who is entirely and completely isolated through both a lack of consistently stable connections and the lack of ability to create them.
baghra has always, after all, had her control threatened most by two things when it comes to her son: his idealism - which drives his moral compass away from her - and his desire for other connections. which means that to truly have him as a partner, she must take control of these narratives herself. so, she must destroy his ability to connect, and she must mold his morals to fit alongside her own. meaning constant and consistent contact with him and every part of his life.
similarly, we see even this reflected in aleksander's dynamic with alina. aleksander attempts to relate to her in the only way he knows how: by exerting control and by guiding her down the path he is on - by claiming to know what is best for her. in the exact same way baghra has continually tried to repossess him throughout the years by leading him down the 'best path for him' - one that she defines as redemption through inaction. one that she knows could allow her to control him again through reestablishing his existential relationship with punishment, loss, loneliness, and fear.
she seeks to do this because she needs him walking beside her again, easily pliable. because while time has furthered him from her, she is at least still in his life holding some of the reins, but nothing has threatened her grasp on her son as much as another prospective partner. one that won't harm him the way she has and one that could easily reveal exactly how much of himself he has lost to his mother in her claims about living eternally. one that could prove to be a real, stable relationship for him - unraveling all of the threads she so carefully wound.
like baghra did with him, aleksander fosters a codependent relationship with alina, because he was taught that such a relationship is the only way to survive immortality (and that this is how relationships work at all). he desires alina to be his immortal companion, in the same way his mother desired him, because he longs - probably without realizing - for a relationship that is not defined by constant abuse. but he has none of the resources to break free of the cycle of abuse, because he cannot even conceptualize that the things baghra taught him are abusive.
everything baghra taught him, he repeats to alina. every lesson about immortality, he repeats to alina. the possessiveness which defines his relationship with his mother - the ways she controls his interactions with others and isolates him completely - this he mirrors also with alina. because the only framework he possesses for a long-lasting connection is his relationship with his mother, and he is so starved for real connection that he craves it.
he craves it because baghra made him crave it. because she starved him of affection and made him reliant upon her as his sole provider for it. then she destroyed any other source he might find. she did this because she wanted to ensure he would always come back to her and forgive her. additionally, they are in the position of being entirely unique, which only further provides another tool for abuse. it is so so easy to neatly isolate someone when they are already othered completely and have no reliable means of long-term connection but you. it is so so easy to starve someone and lead them to believe they are gorging themselves when there is no other source of sustenance.
but then comes alina. who is also immortal. and who is quite capable of not only walking down aleksander's path, but having aleksander walk down hers. and alina will give aleksander the sustenance he needs. alina will give a long-lasting relationship with real happiness and affection and touch and love. alina will make him realize that the ways he tries to fulfill his cravings - the ways baghra taught him - are wrong.
which brings the situation to the plot.
alina's moral conflict is falsely dichotomized into two things:
a) kill the 'monster' and believe the true social issues that caused it can be solved through inaction.
or b) give in to the latent 'evil' that comes with being grisha, reveling in power, greed, and selfishness.
baghra as the author's mouthpiece supports the former, which means alina's 'enlightenment' must eventually follow this path - for the true moral message to be conveyed. and this path leads her away from the darkling. thus, it is inevitable within such a narrative that she would have to do so.
however, contextually, baghra's actions when putting alina on this path are those of an abuser losing control of their victim. while she operates within a narrative role, she acts in a way that is easily identifiable. the very specific way in which baghra confronts aleksander's relationships with others in both the books and the show (especially his relationship with alina) is that of someone who wishes to remove outside influences from the perfectly tailored environment of their victim. if alina begins to trust aleksander and start a relationship with him, then this environment will be disrupted - possibly destroyed - and he will be removed from baghra's influence forever. baghra, as an eternally lonely person, cannot let this happen.
but she has a new way of living, now. one that her son rejects, because he is finally trying to become his own person and create his own path. so, she molds alina into exactly what she is and ties alina to her completely, effectively ruining her son's chances for any connection outside of her ever again. not only that, but she severs any future attempts at connection between them by taking control of the narrative about aleksander. meaning alina will defer to baghra about him, about morals, about what paths to walk and what actions to take. she will defer to her about anything that leads in aleksander's direction, because she must 1) do so for narrative purposes (and baghra is first and foremost the narrative compass) and 2) reject all associations with his character completely.
so aleksander is now trapped in an abusive cycle with both women, and the options are either alina, who is not only his abuser’s mouthpiece, but someone who has been cut off from any attempt at a connection with him completely. or his mother, who is in many ways relying on alina's treatment of him to drive him back into her arms.
aleksander, who cannot conceivably understand why he longs for another partner, must focus on alina. but as someone who was brutally stripped of any ability to connect healthily, he can only communicate with her one way - through possession, control, fear, and manipulation. and because she now erects the same barriers baghra does and walks the same path as her- well. the pattern of abuse continues.
so yeah. I think he mimics his relationship with baghra in his other relationships. he attempts to connect in the only ways he knows how, and when he tries to move outside of the box and connect in his own way, baghra intervenes. he is a centuries old abuse victim that will literally never gain the resources or outside connections required to develop healthy relationships. and sab is lauded as a narrative on the side of abuse survivors. lmfao.
send me a 🔥 for an unpopular opinion (x)
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domirine · 4 months
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hi I realized today that I’m slowly morphing into ur pol design complete with mullet and jean jacket
GOOD JOB (or sorry for you since idk how you feel about it)
your next mission is to rock double denim and fishnets
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illwynd · 2 years
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I'm a huge pro shipper but sometimes the "it's not that deep" defense of angsty dark ships doesn't do it for me because sometimes, it is that deep. I fell in love with the story of Thor & Loki & the way they interact in Norse lore, the Marvel comics & the early Marvel movies & that's what made me so invested in Thorki as a ship. Of course it doesn't hurt that their dynamic is so sexy in Thor 1, the Avengers 1, & Thor 2, but I don't need antis' permission to love the story/meta of Thorki either.
100% agreed. I feel like that sort of response is born out of the recent style of online interaction in which it's just easiest to divert trolls/antis by being as blasé as possible at all times, so I can't really fault it as a defensive posture, but for me it isn't true. It is that fuckin deep. If it weren't, I wouldn't care, i'd bugger off and do something else. I would not have been in this fandom, writing fics and meta and making friends and making costumes and doing art and all the other things, for over 11 fuckin years of my life at this point.
sincerity and the ability to connect deeply with stories and express emotions about them may be a vulnerability in online life, but it is essential for art, and that's what i'm here for. something that matters enough to me to make art and tell stories about, no matter how dark of a place those stories might take me, because that's part of the human experience too. and i'm not gonna pretend otherwise, and i'm not gonna apologize for it.
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princemick-archive · 1 year
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phatcatphergus · 4 months
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2:35:45 for Tubbo. I went to check if the others, or at least the eggs, noticed and you can hear the damage he’s taking in the background but it’s easy to miss. Foolish and Sunny were telling Bagi and Em about the Gem, Fit and Ramon had literally walked away, and Phil was talking with Chay and Tallulah. I’m not even sure he expected them to notice, he kind of scoped out the area first and no one was looking at him and he stopped at about half health. 
Okay the thing about Tubbo is that he is genuinely so subtle with his rp that you wouldn’t even know looking at it. Like you could say he’s just glitching out bc he’s on the Chocobo and the blocks aren’t high enough, but he already went under once and the second time he purposely stayed there.
He makes me ill, I’m physically sick because no one would know. No one would know unless he told them
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bitternace · 6 months
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73 and Zexion
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[ID: a digital drawing of zexion and young ienzo from kingdom hearts. the colors are flat with chunky uncolored highlights, and the background is geometric figures without form in cold colors that are darker at the bottom and are dull on either end but a bolder blue in the middle, intending to represent water. zexion, shown from the waist up has his hands over his stomach, following the lines of his torso, like a reflection of him, is young ienzo. Zexion's expression is blank, while ienzo's a little forlorn. /End Id.]
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wonusite · 7 months
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im currently thinking about daddy!wonu being in his home office in the middle of a work call and he can barely get through it because bunny is straddled on his lap, sinking herself down on his cock, kissing him all over his neck. wonu is trying his best to restrain himself but all bunny’s actions and words does is make it nearly impossible for him to focus 🫶
not you adding a cute lil heart like you didn’t just wreck me with this thot
you’re usually pretty good about not disturbing wonu when he’s working, but you’re especially needy today. It doesn’t help that he seems especially stressed. so you take off your wet underwear and go find him in his office. he smiles when you quietly come in, opening his arms for you as you straddle him.
his coworker is on speaker phone, going on about something you can’t really care about. it’s at this point that you start grinding into his cock, kissing and licking all over his neck. “let me make you feel better, daddy.”
he only groans lowly, still responding to his coworker on the phone, but just barely. he can literally feel you dripping all over his hard cock.
finally he repents. “okay. but you have to be quiet, baby.”
which you are—at first.
but as soon as you sink down on his thick cock you lose it. daddy!wonu tries his best to keep his composure as you start to grind and gently bounce on his cock. the way your kiss and suck on his neck while gently mewling daddy is just driving him insane.
“—but that can be discussed at the office on monday.”
wonwoo barely gets out a farewell before he hangs up the phone and starts fucking his aching cock up into your hot cunt, eager to fuck you dumb until you’re dripping with his cum.
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killakalx · 1 month
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i just deflated like a balloon at ur response to that roy ask. i can’t stop giggling wdym he’s sat there like “everybody calls their girl mommy when they fuck.. right?” I CANT STOP LAUGHING KAL. i js know he eats up domestic shit w his girl too 😞 like yeah he’s fucking ur brains out but he’s holding ur hand !!!!! he’s groping at your thighs and eating it like a man starved but he’s kissing at your inner thighs and clit so sweetly !!!! oh please i need him so bad. also kal take ur time w responding to asks 🤍🤍
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you laughin but i’m so deadass!!! roy’s just assuming everyone wants to knock their girl up and groan about what a pretty lady she is. and oh my god the hand holding 😞 poor guy can’t decide if he wants you desperately tugging his hair or his fingers tangled into yours while he pins them beside your hips
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