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deancasforcutie · 4 months
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mawwiage
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spacedean · 8 months
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DEAN WINCHESTER in one random episode per day ‣ 209/327 15.12 GALAXY BRAIN
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puppetmasteronastring · 6 months
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one more of these to float around this hellsite
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mtg-cards-hourly · 1 year
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Magma Sliver
As malleable as molten steel, but as dangerous as the finished blade.
Artist: Wayne England TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link
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A lady at our work, who delivered us some books gave us a cake too.
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kxputteseele · 1 year
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4 Jahre ist es her und noch immer zerreißt es mir das Herz..
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t4yce · 1 year
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ORVILLE PECK •  drag race 15.12 guest judge ↳ for @someone-differentt
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gh0stswh0re · 2 years
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christmas dribbles, hoe edition:
"you are freezing, soldier" (army (!) reader, inappropriate relationship with a superior, lost/stuck in the woods during a snowstorm trope)
"it's so hot when you talk back" (brat (!) reader, pissed off simon)
"relax your throat" (reader struggles giving softdom (!) simon a blowjob, insane amounts of unholy praise, incoming on 10.12.)
"you're drooling everywhere, darling" (cockdumb reader fails to realize that they are, well, drooling on simon, incoming on 10.12.)
"shit, it hurts so good" (pain play, kinda sub (!) simon, incoming on 10.12.)
"are you holding back? don't." (shy (!) reader, simon loves their moans a bit too much, incoming on 10.12.)
"were you just touching yourself?" (f! masturbation, army (!) reader, inappropriate relationship with a superior, humiliation + praise, mutual masturbation, incoming on 11.12.)
"you can sit on my lap" (army (!) reader, inappropriate relationship with a superior, in public, light teasing + under the table, incoming on 12.12.)
"sorry, baby, i've made a mess" (domestic + morning sex, handjobs, cum eating, incoming on 13.12.)
"how can you screw up this badly?" + "don't tease me" (putting up christmas lights together, height difference + tinniest bit of a size kink, light teasing, manhandling, simon's being kinda rough, incoming on 14.12.)
"i know, darling, i know. 'm right here, just breathe" (shy (!) reader, overstimulation, softdom (!) simon doesn't take "no" for an answer, previously established consent + a safeword, incoming on 15.12.)
"it looks better on you than it does on me" (domestic + morning sex, wife (!) reader wearing simon's clothes, incoming on 16.12.)
"why not tonight, sir? i'm even wearing something real pretty" (going out + in public, kinda bimbo (!) reader, incoming on 17.12.)
"i'm your lieutenant and will be addressed as such" + "shut the door behind you" (army (!) reader pushing her limits with simon, making him fuck her brains out, inappropriate relationship with a superior, incoming on 18.12.)
"i had this dream ... you couldn't keep your hands off me" (just pure filth, no plotline, fuck buddies trope, incoming on 19.12.)
"quit whining, i'll buy you new ones" (tights + lacey underwear, impatient (!) simon, clothes tearing, incoming on 20.12.)
"thought i told you - i don't know how to bake" (kitchen sex, bf (!) simon, beginning of the relationship trope, incoming on 21.12.)
"you still have a bit of my lipstick on your lips" + "let me do it" (bimbo (!) reader, who loves makeup x simon who pretends to be annoyed, but secretly adores it, incoming on 22.12.)
"try to stay quiet" + "we're in public, y'know" (army (!) reader, established secret relationship with simon, reader is tone deaf and sees basically no one but simon, incoming on 23.12.)
"i'll be home for christmas, i promise, baby" (a bit of angsty fluff, simon is away from wife (!) reader, incoming on 24.12.)
"i'd fuck you from behind, but then i wouldn't get to see those pretty eyes" (simon with shy (!) reader, who he likes teasing just a little bit too much, lots of dirty talk, incoming on 25.12.)
"your ass or tits, darling - the choice is yours" (tit fucking, incoming on 26.12.)
"you should wear red more often" + "gonna breed that pretty, little cunt of yours" (who would ever guess that maroon red is simon's favourite color? it certainly awakes a part of him you never knew before. heavy breeding kink, incoming on 27.12.)
"you take the bed - that's an order, soldier" (army (!) reader, getting ambushed and finding an abandoned place + only one bed trope, with a bit of an unusual twist, incoming 28.12.)
"watch your language, soldier" + "behave" (army (!) reader, simon overhears a conversation he's not supposed to and can't get it out of his head, incoming on 29.12.)
"don't you dare pull of another little stunt of yours" + "don't give me that look" (army (!) reader being reckless, nearly scaring simon to death, kinda mean (!) simon struggles with finding words to finally confess, incoming on 30.12.)
"fuck" + "already did" (pretty self explanatory, maybe a bit of voyeurism type of thing, leaving a random poor fucker (probably soap) traumatized, incoming on 31.12.)
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dailytomlinson · 6 months
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Official Charts via Twitter - 15.12
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deancasforcutie · 8 months
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in which Chuck is for once the audience surrogate intruding on a love not meant for his voyeuristic gaze, which in cultivating fondness and devotion between the threshold of negative space and plain sight constitutes The World
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captainchilly · 7 months
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One Castiel Quote per Episode 132/136 → 15.12 “GALAXY BRAIN"
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buttsmasher · 6 months
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The Time Vinny came to the Pharmacy
Tags/Warnings: Face Farting, Gay Face Farting, Willing Victim, Underwear Farting, Semi-Public
You lay across the counter, another boring day at the pharmacy. You’re scrolling through Instagram when you have to stop and stare at a picture your high school crush, Vinnie, posted. It’s a side view of him lifting a barbell and it highlights his arms, and that ass that you always wanted to be near in high school. The caption read, “It looks like leg day has been really paying off.” You, of course, double tap the photo.
“Yeah, that was a pretty good photo.” You look up to see Vinnie standing in front of you giving you his signature smile. All of your high school memories come rushing back and you quickly remember why he was your crush. 6’3”, charming smile, hot body, and he was honestly one of the nicest guys in town. “Not to brag or anything.” His smile disarms any awkwardness you might have felt. 
“What brings you in?” You ask putting your phone away, giving him your full attention.
“I’m here for a prescription.” 
“Gotcha.” You go ahead and enter his name into the system and quickly grab his prescription. “So how’s life going?” You make small talk as you scan the barcode of the prescription bag.
“Oh you know, just trying to survive the end of the world.” You both chuckle. “But my girlfriend broke up with me so... trying to get over that.” 
“Sorry to hear it man. It’s $15.12.”
“Yeah, she said I was going to the gym too much. And she said I was too gassy for her.” He pulls out a credit card and hands it to you. 
“Gassy?” You raise your eyebrow as you take his card.
“Yeah. It’s probably the protein shakes because they go right through me. But imagine being broken up with because you’re too gassy.” You shake your head, not able to imagine it. 
“Sounds like to me you need someone who’d appreciate your gassiness.” You give him a wink as you hand him his card back and prescription. You then go back to leaning onto the counter, elbows on the counter with your head being cradled by your heads.
“Is that so?” He looks you up and down briefly before leaning onto the counter himself.  “Do you know anyone, within a, oh I don’t know, one minute radius because I got some big ones brewing.” 
“Hmm,” You pretend to think about it. “Carla I’m going on break!” You yell to the pharmacist on duty. You walk out from the employee section and gesture towards Vinnie to follow you into the exam room. 
He doesn’t miss a beat, he follows and you close the door and lock it. Before he even says anything you are on your knees pulling at his gym shorts. His boxer briefs are a bit sweaty, most likely he came straight from the gym.It doesn’t stop you from smashing your nose into his musky crack and taking a deep whiff. It’s intoxicating, and you let out this small moan that just makes Vinnie laugh. 
“I haven’t even farted yet.” He jokes as he lets you inhale his scent. 
“Sorry, sorry, you just smell…”
PFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTT
He lets a harsh fart that interrupts your sentence. You don’t even try to finish the sentence, instead you just focus your energy on inhaling the toxic air. It’s bad, and you kind of understand why his girlfriend broke up with him.The smell reminds you of a skunk and it’s just pure rotten ass fumes. You can’t help the fact that you’re so painfully erect.
“Sorry ‘bout that.” Vinnie chuckles. “I just couldn’t hol’ it in anymore.”
“It’s good.” Your voice is strained but you give him a thumbs up. 
“Man, you must of inhaled all of it, because I didn’t get a whiff of it up here.” He wiggles his body a little bit bouncing you in between his butt cheeks. “Shit I just may need to keep you around as my fart vacuum.” 
“No complaints here.” You pull your nose out his ass and begin to stand up causing him to push you back down.
“I didn’t say I was finished.” He wraps his hand in your hair before pulling you back against his sweaty undies. 
PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTT
This one was even worse than the previous. It was horrid and you honestly kind of wanted to pull your face away. But before you even get a chance to appreciate that last bomb, he’s hitting you with more gas.
PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF PFFFFFFFFTTTT PFFFFFFBBRRFFFFFFFFTTTT
He wasn’t joking when his girlfriend said he was gassy. You did your best to keep up with his butt bombs, but you feel yourself starting to get dizzy from only being able to breathe in his rotten egg smelling farts. You forcibly pull away from his ass and take a deep breath in before you push your nose back in against his clothed hole.
PFFFFFFFF PFFFFFTT
He lifts his leg as two squeakers expel from his nasty ass. “Fuck.” You groan as you keep taking loud huffs. “Jesus christ, how do you have so much gas?” You pant as you pull away from his ass again.
“I’m telling ya, it’s gotta be the protein shakes.” You try to catch your breath.
“Fuck man.” You wipe your forehead where there’s sweat beading on your face. 
“You want more?” He’s biting his lip like he’s holding a big one in.
“Hell yeah!” You don’t waste any time getting back into position.
“It’s a big one, do you think you can take it?” He warns.
“Take your best shot, big guy.” You give a playful smack against his ass.
“Your funeral.” He starts grunting, and for a moment you’re honestly worried that he’s about to shit himself.
PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTT
He lets out the loudest and nastiest fart you’ve ever heard. And the smell is god awful. Somehow mixing all sorts of horrid scents that you didn’t think were possible. At first you smelled rotten eggs, but then somewhere around the 5 second mark it went to old garbage, and then another few seconds and it was sewage. There wasn’t any way you couldn’t pull away from that.
You are hacking up a lung as Vinnie laughs at you. “I warned you man.”
“Fuck. I didn’t know you were that brutal.” You gag, somehow getting a taste of his nasty brew. “I-I don’t think I can take anymore.”
“That’s fine.” He reaches down and pulls his shorts up. “It’s not every day I get to bomb someone.”
“Well if you were dating me, that wouldn’t be a problem.” You try to turn the situation in your favor, but you’re still trying to catch your breath.
“Hm, how bout we get coffee first.” 
“Deal.” You say as he helps you get back on your feet. 
“You think you can go back to work?” You give a thumbs up as he helps walk back to the employee area.
“What did you do to him?” Clara takes you from Vinnie and then scrunches her face. “God you stink.” She moves her face as far away as she can. “God, that’s awful, you need to go home.” She kind of pushes you away and Vinnie catches you again. You both kind of laugh before Vinnie helps you out to your car.
“You free tomorrow?” You ask nervously.
“Yeah, meet me at the Piñata Cafe at 10:00.” 
“Cool.” You give him a small wave. 
When your door is closed and his back is to you, you start dancing. You’ve got a date with Vinnie, your high school dream almost fulfilled.
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puppetmasteronastring · 6 months
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he eepy
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littlbowbub · 2 years
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Available to download on Patreon
Release Dates:
Choco Pud - 24.11 Mini Pud - 01.12 Bow Pud - 08.12 Public - 15.12
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gcorvetti · 4 months
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Marcello Vanzo è alla guida di una piccola cabina di una funivia che martedì 3 febbraio 1998 sta scendendo verso Cavalese, in Val di Fiemme, sulle Dolomiti. Accompagna a valle 19 turisti, italiani, tedeschi, olandesi, belgi e anche un adolescente polacco di 14 anni. É il suo lavoro. Da una vita porta su e giù la gente che va in montagna per sciare, arrampicarsi, fare passeggiate. E anche quel giorno soleggiato, in piena stagione turistica, è lì. Anche se quello non sarebbe il suo turno, ma quello di un collega, che però impossibilitato a lavorare, gli ha chiesto di dargli il cambio. E Marcello l’ha fatto. Chissà cosa avrà pensato alle 15.12, la cabina iniziare ad oscillare, a muoversi violentemente, a volare nel vuoto per 150 metri fino a schiantarsi a terra, vicina al fiume Avisio. Chissà cosa avrà pensato mentre diventava una delle venti vittime della strage del Cermis.
Quel 3 febbraio 1998 dalla base militare di Aviano, intorno alle 14.30, decolla un Prowler EA-6B dell’aviazione statunitense. Si tratta di un velivolo equipaggiato per la guerra elettronica. A bordo l’equipaggio è composto da 4 elementi: il Capitano Richard Ashby, pilota e comandante dell'aereo, il Capitano Joseph Schweitzer, navigatore, e due addetti ai sistemi di guerra.
Il piano prevede un addestramento a bassa quota. Il limite che gli aerei militari dovrebbero mantere, anche in caso di voli radenti è 650 metri, ma alcuni testimoni dicono di averlo visto sorvolare il lago di Stramentizzo a pelo d’acqua. Altri affermano di aver avuto chiaramente l’impressione che ad un certo punto il jet volesse passare tra i due gruppi di cavi della funivia distanti tra loro appena 40 metri. Per questo il Prowler impatta le funi facendo precipitare la cabina. L’aereo, seppur danneggiato, riesce a tornare alla base. La magistratura italiana mette il Jet sotto sequestro e inizia un’indagine ma in forza delle convenzioni tra Italia e USA sui militari Nato,è la giustizia militare americana a dover esprimersi sul caso. Un caso che appare subito chiaro a tutti.
Ashby, il pilota del Prowler, veterano della guerra in Bosnia, stava giocando. Il suo secondo Schweitzer affermerà anni dopo di aver fatto dei video del paesaggio, poi distrutti appena arrivati ad Aviano. Il jet volava sottoquota e a una velocità eccessiva, e quel passaggio tra i cavi della funivia è un segnale evidente dell’atteggiamento criminale che caratterizza tutto il volo.
Eppure nel marzo 1999 una giuria militare statunitense li assolverà entrambi dal reato di omicidio colposo, sostenendo che l’altimetro dell’aereo era rotto e che la funivia non era segnalata nelle carte. L’unica condanna che arriva è per intralcio alla giustizia, legata alla distruzione del filmato di volo.
Ennesimo incidente impunito di un'invasione camuffata da alleanza con dei tizi arroganti e psicopatici, quando li manderemo a casa sarà tardi, anzi è già tardi.
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kittybroker · 4 months
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How much for Gerrit? His favourite things are lying in laps (legal) and sitting on the dining table (very illegal)
Variably criminal Gerrit is a strange kitty it seems! Tentatively walking the line of the law this kitty's got a great value! Only $15.12 for this crazy kitty!
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