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#A BIG ASS BOY
briannabunny · 2 months
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It’s PERFECTLY NORMAL to be embarrassed about ‘packing’ 5 inches! 🤏☺️
Especially when there are SO MANY BBCs out there 😋🍆
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lilly578 · 5 months
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Face it whiteboi, your perfect girlfriend is BUILT for BBC♠️🍆❤️
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michealmx1 · 5 months
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Did I get rounder?
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angelcakegf · 4 months
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I wanna go to my room and find him stomach flat on the bed surrounded by rose petals, ass up like a good boy and looking back at me with his pretty bedroom eyes
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tomshivbaby · 3 months
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they made them take a pic for the newspapers
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maleness-addict · 6 months
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zach beech
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canon-gabriel-quotes · 2 months
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:) teehee.
Original post (has transcript if you need it)
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imthursdaysyme · 10 months
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Final installment of the wrestlers 3/3: Steve runs his 5’8 mouth
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lilly578 · 5 months
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Those asses are obviously meant to take more than scrawny 5 inch pencil peen, loser 🤏😂
Dream in whiteboi ♠️
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thenewhogboy89 · 5 days
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Beer bloated shower hog
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Damian's panicking.
It was idiotic the moment he saw Grandfather enter Gotham he should have called Father, or Richard even Todd but instead he went on a one man sucide mission.
He knows that he has nothing to prove he didnt have to track Ra's down egaged him in a fight that he can't win.
Especially when he isn't fighting to kill even back in the league trying his hardest he never measured up, his Grandfather has been and will always be untouchable.
He's down katana lost somewhere down below it's almost fitting another Robin dangling off the top of Wayne enterprises. Pearched at his throat a Katana ready to tear through blade sharpenerd that even with only the slight pressure a drop of blood has already rolled down his neck.
He will die again at the hands of another member of his family he seems immortal until it comes to another Al Ghul.
Tears start to slide down he hears grandfathers cruel laughter at how pathetic his grandson is he closes his eyes he doesn't want to see.
A sharp gasp reaches his ears and than a pained moan.
His eyes snap open.
Ra's Al Ghul stands a blade protruding from his heart that is quickly ripped out as he drops to his knees.
Damian's forces his gaze to move from his grandfathers bleeding corpse to the figure holding the blade.
His brother stands in nothing more than his suit he can't help the relieved sob as he pulls himself further away from the edge and throws himself into Tim's waiting arms.
"How did you find me, how did you get here so fast," he forces out through the sobs that's are starting to hurt his chest.
Tim pulls away enough to force Damian's head to gaze up.
"Oh sweetheart, Dami your literally on top of my building, Nevermind that kiddo I'll always find you."
He collapses back into his brothers arms burrowing as far as he can into his chest he doesn't have the energy to do much else other than cling.
He feels Tim shift him so he's carrying Damian as the adrenaline runs out. He doesn't try to fight sleep as he dozes off feeling safer than he ever has with the brother who saved him.
His brother who must have run from whatever meeting he was in without any armor to rescue his little brother. He wasn't saved by Red Robin but by Tim Drake and for once he can't imagine how he ever wished for a different one.
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zdgainerstories · 1 month
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It's hard to believe I used to go out clubbing in jockstraps and mesh shirts. Imagine me wobbling my plump jiggly peach around on the dance floor wearing these now 🥴
For those interested, my fattening transformation is documented in detail on OF 😈😈😈
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