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lookalivesunshine2007 · 5 months
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me and my last handful of brain cells trying to choose the perfect playlist for the four minute drive to the grocery store
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friendlyfaded · 2 years
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my alcohol tolerance is high but so is my supply of alcohol and it has been a week
i should probs sleep tho im gonna be sleepy tomorrow
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sundancefemme · 2 years
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the edges of this scarf are so nasty lmao i should have used a different salvage method
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ch1zzie · 2 months
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The original in the bottom
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Plus the picture I mainly drew but decided to draw the rest for funny
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#thats not my neighbor#milk man#just tried to draw something in my mind to post along with saying some updates#monday the people are gonna give my grandma the keys to the house! while i have to stay at my aunts place for wifi for school#(online school)#my moms gonna be moving things out of storage into the house! AAAA I CANT WAIT#also little welcome home update#im not sure if i said here? wait nevermind i just remembered while typing (it was that i got barnaby and the pins) AAA silly me#also im making a little julie out of clay (if i wake up and their messed up i am NOT redoing that😭)#the legs are a little messed up because julie was gonna be the size of an hatsune miku figure on accident so i chose to shorten her a bit#only because im not sure if im gonna make the others too AND because theres no way hes gonna be THAT tall😭#also! im making easter art#yes its barnaby and wally again just for fun! but a few changes like keeping their regular outfits because i cant think of anything else!!!#why not the ones in the old easter drawing? welllll a follower said that wallys outfit looked a bit familiar to another not so good thing#it wasnt on purpose just an accident because i hadn't notice BUT im glad i know now so i can be more careful!#im not sureeee if im gonna finish the easter art OR the julie clay thingy but I'd love too! and honestly HOPE to#high chance i will (well maybe the easter art could be late or not)#maaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAA trying to think if theres anything else but cant! ill try posting this hoping my wifi wont hate me...#also i know i said this account was for welcome home posting but i didnt have any cool welcome homey things to put here gahhhhh#ehehehhe once i get my new room and its allllll just me#imma post like crazy (wellll that IS the plan so i hope)#even if its little dumb posts#by the way this post was gonna say on top “i know i said this account is for welcome home posting but TAKE THIS FOR LITTLE UPDATES”#just removed it because i dunnooooo just didded#hehe didded
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francy-sketches · 10 months
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world's evilest middle schooler
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chrisbangs · 11 months
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YANG JEONGIN  for @foxinys
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lovelyhan · 10 months
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hi beloved. i am here to bother you with the idea of cucking shua by fucking jeonghan in front of him and blindfolding him so he cant watch he can only listen to ur moans and get off to the thought of his best friend fucking the life out of you and he cant even see
03:05 — JH & JS
i was supposed to go to bed but then i remembered this ask exists and now i won't do that anymore 🗿
warnings: cuckolding, smut (MINORS DNI)
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you love your boyfriend. you love him more than anything in the entire goddamn world. so when joshua lets slip that he wouldn't mind seeing you get fucked by his best friend during a silly game of truth or dare at a night out with friends, who are you to deny him what he wants?
unfortunately for your sweet, sweet shua, jeonghan plays out the fantasy in a much more sinister way.
"hear that, joshuji?" he chuckles and you feel every word breathed against the sensitive skin of your neck. "she's soaking. all wet and ready for a cock that isn't yours. how's that make you feel?"
the words are delivered in a tone that isn't so different from a stereotypical villain that's out to take everything away from the main protagonist. but if there's something you know about the nature of your boyfriend's long-time friendship with jeonghan, it's that they bond over the most unorthodox things.
one being: jeonghan being balls deep inside you while joshua sits helplessly on the plush reading chair near the bed — wrists tied together behind his back while a silk black blindfold robs him of his sight all at once.
"can hear her pretty cunt all the way here," he sighs almost dreamily — what a freak, but you adore him for it anyway. "jeonghan-ah, you better fuck her right. nice and sloppy so i can at least hear what you're doing to my girlfriend."
joshua sounds so awfully casual about the entire thing that it makes you wonder if this odd pair has done this before. you wouldn't really put it past them to be insane enough to do that, but whatever girls they tag-teamed before don't matter.
it's your pussy that they want now.
"h-hannie," you whimper, hips gyrating ever-so slightly to give yourself the friction you craved like a drug. "need you to move."
jeonghan lets slip an amused laugh, pulling his hips back only to force you back onto the mattress with a powerful thrust. you mewl at the sensation, loving the way his cock drags against your velvet heat — the way your insides squelch with his intrusion. he feels so much different from joshua and you find yourself wondering if it makes you such a terrible person to enjoy getting fucked stupid on another man's cock.
"both of you are perfect for each other — so fucking demanding," jeonghan comments. "don't worry, shua. i'll rail our sweet baby so good, she'll keep coming back for more."
as promised, jeonghan makes it sloppy. spit dribbling from his puckered lips and onto the spot where his length disappears inside of you. he fucks the stringy liquid into your tight cunt — making the slide easy and smooth and so fucking divine that you're moaning into the sheets in no time.
jeonghan's heavy balls slap against your thighs with every forward thrust — unrelenting with his vigor as his teeth find purchase on the shell of your ear. "so fuckin' cockhungry, aren't you? couldn't be content with shua's? had to let me fuck this tight little pussy to keep you satisfied?"
he says the words sharply — like a knife to the ribcage before he twists the proverbial handle. but all they do is send another rush of slick gushing out of your hole, soaking jeonghan's cock even more as your eyes flutter open to let your gaze land on joshua.
he isn't putting much of a fight, but you see the way his thighs clench with the itch to get up and stuff you full alongside his best friend. the erection straining against his sweats makes your mouth water, wanting nothing more than to take his heavy length into your mouth as jeonghan fucks you from behind.
"tightest fucking pussy i've ever had," jeonghan hisses as he smooths his hands over your ass — squeezing your perky flesh hard enough to leave angry red marks. you arch your back in pure ecstasy. "you're so unfair, joshuji. keeping such a slutty cunt all to yourself when we could've been filling her up together."
joshua lets out a shaky laugh, bottom lip wedged between his teeth with a no-good smile. "i'll give you a call when she's in the mood to get stuffed by two cocks."
"fuck— she got tighter," jeonghan groans before rolling his hips deep enough to make your eyes roll to the back of your skull. "you like the sound of that, don't you? both your holes filled with cock? or do you want me and shua inside this tight pussy at the same time? you can take it, right?"
"wan' it so bad," you practically sob into the sheets as jeonghan fucks you harder, faster. "need your cum in me, hannie. please, please, please —"
"fuck, you sound so desperate, baby," joshua moans from his spot in the corner, hips bucking ever-so slightly. "begging so fucking prettily for jeonghan's load. shit. i might just come untouched."
the older man simpers, reaching between your thighs to find that sensitive little nub with unrelenting strokes. "you hear that, sweet thing? your pathetic little boyfriend is gonna cream himself to the sound of you begging for my cum. go ahead, baby. come around my cock so i can stuff you full."
his filthy words coupled with the quick, precise circles he's tracing around your clit makes your walls clamp down on him tightly — milking jeonghan's cock as you muffle a long-winded moan into the sheets.
"that's our girl — our cock drunk princess," jeonghan hisses before slamming his hips against your ass one last time, dumping his white hot cum into your hole until it overflows.
it takes you a while to come down from sheer bliss — so disoriented from that mind-shattering orgasm that you belatedly realize that joshua is right in front of you. blindfold missing, restraints undone.
before you can even ask what's going on, your boyfriend is already taking out his rock hard length out of his soiled sweats — all while his best friend's cock keeps his own cum from leaking out of your sloppy hole.
jeonghan smirks.
"your boyfriend deserves some attention too, right baby?"
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stabberghost · 1 year
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not as cool as i originally wanted it to be but oh well
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wamsbridge · 19 hours
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save rock and roll
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mewguca · 2 months
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forgot to post this too; rlly like it
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moomeecore · 8 months
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here's that essay i accidently hyped up (sorry) on how fionna & cake did a poor job of concluding betty & simons characters + story in the final 2 episodes. sorry it is so insanely long. i don't know what my deal is. sometimes a show just does such a bad job of handling your favorite characters that you have to write 19k+ words complaining about it, i guess. im linking it as a pdf bc i DO NOT want to have 2 copy & paste this all over to tumblr & i kinda don't think tumblr would be happy with me making a post that long.
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this is how it feels to chew 5 gum being a barnaby/howdy enjoyer. im Unwell
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sirenofthegreenbanks · 3 months
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《山河令》 WORD OF HONOR (2021) | Episode 20
Dear, the kiss that steals your breath Will steal your soul instead When night is all that's left So wait, keep your heart inside My hand won't keep it safe I'll just feed on dreams and smile as hope slowly dies –The Rigs, Run Baby Run
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mylarena · 1 year
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EVERYBODY shut the fuck up. coffee shop barista au. soap is a barista and this one guy comes in at the same time on the dot every day and orders the same thing every time. (its straight black coffee with so much added caffeine that soap thinks it could kill a horse.) the man is like, 6′4″ and built like a brick house. soap is a pretty big guy himself, but god does he makes him look tiny.
his hair is blond, light enough that in some lighting it looks nearly silver. it seems to be a mess constantly- wavy locks that curl around the tips of his ears, fringe just long enough to partially cover one of his eyes. just long enough that someone could reach up and tuck it behind his ear. and soap wants to, if not just to get to feel his hair- it looks so fucking soft and smooth and soap wonders what his hair care routine is. (because surely you cant get hair that good without putting work into it, right?)
his upper face is littered with scars; over the bridge of his nose, across his cheeks, under his eye. theres probably more, but anytime he shows up he has a face mask on, one with some dumb skeleton design on it that would probably look stupid on anyone else, but somehow he makes it work.
and his eyes- god, his eyes. his left eye is a brilliant shade of blue with a shock of green at the bottom, something soap has never seen before. the two colors seem to clash and meld together all at once, an enchanting phenomenon that soap wants to study. his right eye is a deep, gorgeous chocolate brown, swirled with a lighter caramel tone that brightens his eye but makes his gaze no less intense. anytime he locks eyes with soap, he loses his breath- hes never seen someone so fucking beautiful in his entire life.
his voice is low and gravelly, a deep, accented rumble that soap swears to god he can feel in his bones. the man doesnt mince his words, but every time he does speak soap can feel himself shiver. he hopes it isnt visible.
the only name he gives for his order is ghost. that isnt enough for soap. he wants his first name- his real name, a name he can place to the beautiful face that lurks in his mind. (and in his sketchbooks.)
so he tries to pry it out of the man. he offers his own name first, john mactavish, but ghost doesnt give him his own name, instead opting nod and hum. he takes to calling soap ‘johnny’, something that soap has notably refused to let anyone call him, no matter how close they are. he allows ghost to call him it, finding the heat it spreads through his body pleasant and welcoming it. gaz, his fellow barista, is disgruntled when he finds out that soap is letting someone call him johnny when he was firmly denied the permission to do so himself.
every day soap asks for a name for the coffee, hoping that one day he’ll slip and tell him, but he never does. its always ghost, you know this, johnny. he keeps trying despite the ineffectiveness.
sometimes he throws out guesses. over time they get increasingly ridiculous, trying to get a huff or a snort out of the man when he looks at his cup. whatever name he chooses is accompanied by some shitty dad joke- one time ghost had told one that was god awful, but soap could see the glee in his eyes when he groaned and complained. he sees ghost look at the writing everytime he hands over the drink, and he adores the amusement he sees dancing in his gaze at the jokes, so he keeps it up.
their banter shifts from friendly teasing to flirting constantly- oftentimes mid-conversation. sometimes its soap who does it, (”the maaask... take it off?” “show my face?” “yes.” “no.” “are you ugly?” “quite the opposite.” “i doubt that.”) and other times its ghost. (”you like tequila?” “could use one right about now.” “id murder for a whiskey.” “you mean scotch?” “i drink bourbon.” “like a good ol’ boy...” “...  i love kentucky.” “yer out o’ yer mind, ghost.” “thats for sure.”)
(gaz is this fucking close to complaining to price about the sexual tension around them. if he has to deal with soap making eyes at this customer for one more fucking minute he thinks hes going to snap.)
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pcktknife · 4 months
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i am always filled with so much dread
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dailyhatchetfield · 4 months
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could you do Gerald and Linda?
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day 22 - the monroes
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