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canisalbus · 2 months
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My very religious grandma saw a drawing of machete in my images and said "you should have that as your background instead of that demon"
It's nice to know Machete has the seal of approval of at least one (1) very religious grandma.
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vivianacht · 2 months
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her bonnie on the side… makes me a sad, sad girl.
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vamp!jane murdstone and my friend’s oc camille…. im melting IM MELTING ✨💘 i don’t know what the colour red is you guys, that’s just jane the walking flag pole (‘high heel shoes make you six feet tall’, the weeknd once said). 🙈✨✨🧚‍♀️
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greyangelpain · 2 months
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One Doris Thatcher 💞
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cartoonchaos · 2 years
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i don’t think enough people understand how perfect fluffybird is at its very core. duck’s favorite color is red but red’s favorite color isn’t green, it’s blue. even though red and green are complimentary colors. red wants out, duck wants things running smoothly. duck only gains self awareness when something deviates too far from the status quo. red only gains self awareness when the status quo is maintained for too long. they are traffic lights, they can’t both be on at once. neither can ever be free at the same time, not unless some kind of miraculous total malfunction happens. and it has, a million different times to a million different versions of them that got out or died trying. but in the here and now neither of them remember what they know, and both of them are convinced they know more than the other. also duck looked at red’s penis that one time
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soup-child · 9 months
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Why isn't the internet obsessed with Jane Rogan and Elizabeth Mothman they're gay they're time travelers they even had tried to kill each other before
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arithechair · 3 months
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I haven't drawn anything big recently so have this sunset and this possum i found eating cat food on my porch
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going to bed now with shaky legs and a leaking puppycunt
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retellingthehobbit · 10 months
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Gandalf and Bilbo by Bag End, for my comic adaptation of The Hobbit <3. I love old friends who are united by their love of causing problems on purpose
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zephyrus-gremlin · 2 months
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Hummingbird Four? Bee-eater Four?
NO
Painted Bunting Four
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mydaylight · 4 months
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They are in robber baron mode in this scene but the only thing that truly registers to me is how excited Bertha appears to be that's she's helping George with his business
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everyone give it up for some of the best character writing i have ever SEEN
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femmeoutoffocus · 7 months
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A bowl and boobs; the essentials 💚💨
(Ps yes that's a candy bowl in the background as well 💕🍫🍬)
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daruee · 1 month
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Lend Me Some Sugar, I am Your Neighbor
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The lack of excitement all over my face was so visible.
Being forced to spend a month out of my summer with my grandparents in the south wasn't my idea of a good time nor was it on my summer bucket list, didn't matter now though I was here and just counting the days like some prisoner.
There wasn't much to do but lounge really, so that's what I did for a sizeable chunk of my day. Sitting on the porch painting my nails, reading, or listening to music as I try to occupy my hands with drawing was what I did for most of the day.
Halfway through my near prison experience I was sitting on the porch one day with my feet up trying to kill time by reading when I heard someone's heavy footsteps moving up the stairs when I lowered my book and my eyes locked with sexiest man I'd seen in so long. His appearance was enough to remind me of how visually starved and unstimulated I'd been. Would it be too much to want to be bent over by him already...
maybe
Didn't matter much, he walked right inside to talk to my grandparents wondering if they'd like to come by to his farm and pick some fruit or get it by order. I walked in just trying to get a better listen and to sneak more glances at him, my grandmother was about to hand him a list of what they'd like and pay him before I had a fabulous idea.
"I could pick some myself and bring them here guys no need to put in an order and deal with those pesky fees."
It was that easy.
Now I was on my way to his farm the next day with a basket ready to see how much trouble I could get myself into. I decorated myslef in dewy makeup, a black gingham dress, and some leather mary janes and pretty white socks that carried that innocent ruffle around their trim.
Truely how could I not want to impress that satyr, I just knew he'd enjoy a little nymph like me. I saw in his eyes during that interaction from the other day that though he didn't say anything directly he could turn me everyway but loose if he wanted to.
I got there and I was the only one, he seemed to have just come back from delivering to others since he was unloading crates from his truck which made sense. Most of the people living out here were older. I waved, he smiled tipped his hat and walked over.
"Never seen a kid volunteer to come pick fruit it's usually a chore, what's your name again?"
I chuckled and engaged in the small talk with him, he decided to help me out and navigating the fields since he could tell I wasn't from here and never actually went through a farm. Also walking through it alone would be just plain lonely!
I asked him a bunch of questions but he didn't seem to mind, nor did he mind getting close to explain them to me. I had to fight off the urge to shiver as his words trickled into my ear, I stepped back so that our bodies could touch, I wasn't trying to miss an oppurtonity here and I wanted him to know I liked him. He was a great help and let me pick out the ripest and biggest fruits I had plenty of berries but asked him to show me over to the apple trees. Usually it seemed like they'd be picked already and put in crates for the choosing but he'd just delivered a bunch so they were empty.
"guess you'll just have to mosey on up that ladder and grab a few 'yerself don't worry I can hold it for ya"
I nodded and agreed, it wasn't a big deal just picking a few apples. When I had palmed about four I was looking for one more so I could climb down and call it a day, little did I know he was only so okay with me taking my time because he was looking up my dress all the while, he did do his part and helped me down once I was finished. By this time I was parched and happy to go along with his plan to just drink some iced tea on his porch. We talked a little more, his hand made friends with my thigh, his rough hands felt so good on my skin.
"Are ya still thirsty? I mean I have something else you could drink, really tasty and good for ya it's in the barn though. 'Ya wouldn't mind headin there with me to taste some, I value the opinions of little ladies like you."
He was saying all the right things and I told him I loved trying new things so what was there to say no to. His barn was really clean and there wasn't much to it, he made me stand in the middle and started kissing my neck, it gradually turned it to bites that I had to yelp to get him to stop only for him to do it again but harder. While that was happening he was lifting up my dress and eventually thew it to the side as he stated,
"it's hot today anyway ya don'y need all those clothes on, it's just me"
I had no urge to stop him, I liked everything he was doing, how he kept making me feel small made me never want to let go yet now I was quickly dragged down from the clouds as he forced me on my knees. I was shocked and couldn't help but pout. He got out a glass bottle of milk and brought it over to me, hands on my chin as he held it above my head to make sure I was watching.
"I was thinkin you should get a taste of this and...maybe I can fill it with something else for you."
He smirked and unscrewed the top and ran it under my nose allowing the fresh and neutral scent to hit me, he held it up to my lips and let me drink a few sips from it, when he asked if it taste good I shook my head eagerly and licked my lips. He was messing with me and drawing things out to far, before I knew it he was dropping it over my face and watching it trickle down my tits down to my legs. when I let out a gasp for air my eyes shot open to the sensation of his hard cock thrusting into it. He poured some into my mouth so that i could taste the milk all mixed in with his precum before pouring the rest on my body again.
That wasn't enough as he dragged me up by the arm and pushed me onto some hay and spreading my legs open about to let himself in my pussy he grabed one of my pigtails and spoke into my ear,
"I'm gonna fuck you right here doll, use you all up for sure, but I didn't lie I'm gonna see how many times I can cum into that bottle there and let you drink it all up for me"
I was panting, wet with milk, and uncomfortable with all this hay sticking to me so I did what I do best.
I can take it daddy.
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startrekvsfaceapp · 7 months
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That's it. That's the post.
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seredelgi · 1 year
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Girl you got him, he’s right there
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lockandkeyhyena · 1 year
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hes like a babygirl to me
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