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stuffing penis into the vending machine coin slot like Yessss you little slut take it. i'll have a sprite please

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almost time

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almost time

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AESPA for ViVi MAGAZINE (cr.scans)

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Getting to Know Our Wildlife. Written by Betty Sodders. Illustrated by art students at Northern Michigan University. 1991.

Internet Archive

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Lady D

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girl how could someone have died 2100 years ago

ok

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🅶🅴🆃🅾 🆂🆄🅶🆄🆁🆄 👁‍🗨

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Stay

A/N: the history nerd and Fleabag fan because the references lived in me is quaking for this one

(au masterlist)

Pairing: immortal!Aizawa Shouta x reader

Description: Two immortals kept running into each other in the span of centuries.

Word count: 5326

Playlist:

Asleep//The Smiths

Liability//Lorde

Piledriver Waltz//Alex Turner

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The ability to spot people of your kind was something that every lonely immortal must learn in order to survive.

It only took one glance. There was something you couldn’t began to describe, perhaps it was the tired look in their eyes, perhaps it was the weary steps that was so inscribed into them that they could never truly get rid of, but you just knew that they shared the same way of living as you do even if they were just passing by. When that happened, you would give each other a small nod the way people like you do, like you were silently saying to each other, “yes, I know what you are suffering through”. And then you would walk away like nothing happened, because if there was one thing you learnt from the long life you never asked for, it was that you could never hold onto people who were supposed to just walk past.

But then there were those who you kept running into again and again that you might start to think they were here to stay.

You had no idea how long it had been since you last aged, you stopped counting after the first century passed by. You didn’t quite remember your life before the one you had now, when you didn’t know that there was a world beyond the little village you were supposed to spend your entire life in.

Back then, life was simple. You were born, grew up, and set to marry someone your family arranged for you once you reached the appropriate age. You never thought too much of it, not following that path was simply not an option you were aware of. In fact, you wouldn’t think anything of it until you had seen enough to realize that it wasn’t as righteous as people made it seemed like.

You were born into an average working class family, destined to work for the daimyo until the day you die. Your father was a fisherman, pouring his entire soul into supporting his family so they could live just a little bit easier than he did.

And then the day of your wedding arrived.

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#my favorite #I always go back to this fic

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・✶ ｡ﾟnanami hates working overtime but atleast he’s got you to help him take out some frustrations. warnings : f. reader, f. receiving oral, multiple orgasms, service dom nanami.

you’d known nanami had a bad day by the way you heard him groan as he slammed the door of your apartment behind him, later than usual, his eyes hooded and dark as he trudged into the living room to be met with your figure sat on the couch in his shirt, the sight pulling an almost animalistic growl from the huge, blonde haired man as he tugs at the collar of his shirt, loosening his tie messily.

but now, you don’t even remember how many times you’ve cum, you’re too focused on the way you feel nanami’s thick fingers curl inside of your swollen walls, the pads of his digits sinfully grazing along the spot that has your back arching, and your thighs tremble at the almost dark look he shoots you from his spot between your legs.

“you’re making me feel better already, sweetheart.” the blonde haired man growls, the lower half of his face is already soaked— a mixture of your slick and his spit dripping from his chin as he dips his tongue through your messy folds, slurping lewdly at the cream that his fingers fuck out of your sloppy cunt. the room feels hot and the warm, bliss running through your body has your hips jolting with each swipe of nanami’s tongue before he buries himself back into you.

the way his fingers are sinking into you is practiced, he knows your body so well—adding another finger to the two already inside you, before sighing contently against your cunt when he’s met with barely any resistance. “taste so sweet. fuck—just like that, doing so well for me.” nanami growls, deep and languid, the sound sending vibrations straight to your clit, your hips moving to grind up against his tongue.

he slurps, smacking lewd and messily at your slick as his fingers continue to abuse the sweet spot inside of you and he exhales shakily when he feels you flex around the digits, his cock twitching and leaking, untouched from between his thighs. the pressure of you grinding against his face has him feeling breathless, and he can’t help but moan against your cunt between suckling noises, closing his lips around the sensitive bud before sucking it between his teeth.

you jolt, your orgasm washing over you in waves and you feel your vision spot at how good it feels—especially when nanami’s other large palm presses against your lower stomach, pinning you flat against the couch so he can lap at your cream, groaning loudly at the taste as his head spins.

you struggle, your thighs trying to close around his head at the oversensitivity but he sends you a warning glance before he holds you open again with his forearms, keeping you pinned under him as he flattens his tongue against your swollen, puffy clit once more.

“you’re done when i say you’re done, sweetheart.”

© 2022 garoujo. please do not copy any of my layouts or writing and translate or repost onto any other sites.

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When you see another classmate at the same google doc at 2 am

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風: Yokohama, Kanagawa

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STOP saying u cant draw something u can literally draw whatever U want. I wanna draw a horse, BAM drew a horse. I wanna draw two ppl kissing BAM drew two ppl kissing. I am God of mine own hands and I will create

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Bubblegum Princess💕

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MDNI | Fem!reader

Suguru Getou has large deft hands. Large deft hands that mold and knead your breasts as you shower with him.

He’s situated behind you, his hard chest leaning against your back while he works with your tits, his mouth tasting the skin of your wet neck with soft suckles and gentle caresses of his tongue.

He pushes your mounds together, pulls them apart, squeezes and gropes them with the rough palms of his hands. His thick fingers tug at your nipples, pinch at them which makes you squirm in his tight grasp.

Ripples of water travel downwards from the valley of your breasts down to your most intimate part and Suguru follows the trail. As one large hand of his massages your tit, the other begins to move downward. His fingers graze your wet skin as he descends to your cunt and the smooth tips of his fingers begin to move in a circular motion when he reaches that particular bud of nerves.

“I love the way you feel,” Suguru mumbles, his lips nudging the shell of your ear.

And all you can do is stand there with the water falling over you both as you become all the more wetter and your knees become all the more weak.

All you can do is take what he gives you.

#I am fleurs number 1 fan