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#Ess Double-yew
spicysoupwings · 1 year
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im about to become the ceo of samandy
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fictivesprite · 1 year
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can we just think about for a minute how its so fucked up that people made such a fuss about how you have to learn use a whole secret code language For The Autistics or youre ableist or whatever and then like made a meme about lying with it. guys its so funny i put this tone indicator that said i meant the mean thing i said but i didnt! now you still have to decipher the written tone this was made up to avoid but i am actively working against you isnt that funny! if you get upset youre an asshole who cant take a joke btw,
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alivehouse · 2 years
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remember that godawful heathers reboot what even happened to that
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buildaballroom · 6 months
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Me. Drunk at the night of the living dead screening: nobody Understands The importance of "Chilly" Billu Cardille but ME
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hoo wee, between this acc and my 13entities one, I've blocked like 17 pr0n bots 🤦‍♂‍
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beefmasterbob · 8 months
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Friends, randoms, mutuals.
The time has come for me to part ways with Bunny (2008).
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Bunny has been in my house unopened for over a year, in the slipcover, in a box.
It’s time someone else had the joy, confusion, and mild sense of anxiety that comes with seeing these photos.
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I’m in the UK so international postage will likely be high - it’s a large book and heavy, too.
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Due to the extremely enn ess eff double yew nature of the vast majority of photos in this book I will of course only sell to someone that will provide me with proof of age 18+. Yes it’s sold as an art book but I’m not about that.
It’s currently selling on Amaz*n for over $100; eBay has one copy in Australia for $500 (so please check if it would be cheaper to get it from me or someone more local!)
I’m happy to do a blind auction for this.
Send me bids. Tags for visibility.
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eddiethehunted · 1 year
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i need more friends who are whores i have some en ess eff double yew steddie thoughts i need to share at all times
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tomurasdecay · 2 years
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en ess eff double yew personal in tags
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winningcombination · 2 years
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A HEADS UP. I’m gonna be using this account to post some suggestive/slightly en-ess-eff-double yew fanart as well, so I’ll politely ask now that you do not follow me if you’re a minor or if 18+ content is something you don’t want to see! 🧡🤖💜
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kaveehs · 22 days
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ur writings r so addictive! i was wondering if u could write what it would be like to walk in on the haikyuu guys talking about u in a slightly suggestive way to a friends. how would the reader react?? could u do a fem reader for this one too? if u cant that’s ok too!
depends on how "suggestive" cuz i'm not writing soft en ess eff double yew but I'LL TRY TO THINK OF SOMETHING
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thrushppelt · 1 year
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Am I allowed to talk about en ess eff double yew or are y’all weird
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fortnightart · 3 years
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this started as a destress refmaking project and became. an undertaking. but here it is! my WoL as every (combat) class, plus extras to round it out. it's a healthy mix of in-game glams plus shit i made up because it looked cool.
notes (some spoilers):
the necklace is a piece of haurchefant's shield
the patterns on the machinist and gathering tops are default clip studio brushes
armor is hard and i admire people who draw it regularly
the last one is what i think nhet looked like at the end of shadowbringers :)
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heich0e · 2 years
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homecoming kuroo tetsuro/f!reader (haikyuu!!) word count: 500 tags: en ess eff double yew, f!reader, eager horny bf!kuroo, reunion sex, biting, oral (f!receiving, over clothes)
18+ MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT
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Kuroo's luggage barely has the chance to hit the floor before he's on you.
"Missed you," he murmurs against your lips, tender but needy--a contrast to the rough, uncoordinated way he gropes at you with his hands.
He's only been gone for a week, but he drinks you in--devours you--like it's been a lifetime.
"Tetsuro." You laugh against his mouth as he walks you backwards like he's leading you in a dance, guiding you further into your apartment one careful step at a time from where you'd been waiting to greet him in the entryway. "Slow down!"
He says nothing, and instead snakes a hand down the back of your leggings, gripping at the yielding swell of your ass so hard it almost hurts.
"Can't," is all he manages to mutter before he's pushing you back against the end of your couch, demonstrating enough dexterity to turn you as you fall so you land on your belly over the throw pillows neatly propped in the corner against the armrest. Your leggings are dragged down to mid-thigh before you can even regain your bearings.
"Tetsu!" you chastise him again, but it's breathless and unconvincing, squirming uselessly with your legs half-bound thanks to the cotton and spandex tethering your knees together.
Kuroo ignores your plea and drops to his knees behind you, a hand on either side of you ass to spread you apart for him to admire. He murmurs a curse that ripples like praise through your stomach at the sight.
Your panties are still on but you feel his nose nudging at your thigh as he drags his tongue flat against the heat of your cunt and the delicate floral lace that covers it. He groans brokenly as he tastes you even through the cotton.
"Missed you so much," he moans, sucking on the gusset of your panties to savour you, his spit soaking into the fabric along with your arousal until the material is wet and uncomfortable against your skin.
"Are you talking to me or my pussy?" you manage to ask him, a weak attempt at humour when you're so close to a moan, and Kuroo laughs with his face still pressed between your legs--his hot breath catching on the damp cotton and the wetness smearing across your skin.
He pulls away, his fingers digging into the fat at the tops of your thighs, pressing fleeting kisses as he climbs the curve of your ass to peek up at you. He bites down into your skin unexpectedly and you yelp, writhing underneath him though his firm grip keeps you in place.
"Depends," he murmurs against the bite mark he's just left in your skin, pressing a surprisingly chaste kiss to it to soothe the sting. His hazel eyes are heavy-lidded but alight with provocation as they meet yours. "Which one of my girls missed me more?"
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