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#Such a sucker for lace
pennedwithpassion · 2 months
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What? This is how I always climb into bed. | patreon
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mon-petit-coeur-noir · 2 months
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alecz-obssesionz · 14 days
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♦️HK GIJINKAS | HORNET & LACE ♠️
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◇ + HORNET ALTs ◇
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◇ Original Sketch Page ◇
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layzeal · 2 years
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a fictional couple, either implicitly or explicitly: "this isn't about reciprocity, you don't have to love me back, you don't have to give me anything in return, just please let me stay by your side, let me protect you, help carry your burdens"
me:
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satans-knitwear · 1 year
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This lingerie is so pretty it feels like jewellery🥺✨
Treat me ~ Tip me
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moonbreezes · 2 months
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new still of king James VI and I (via @/maryandgeorgeupdates on ig)
yum (tho why are they allergic to putting his iconic hats on him i know that the wind in hair is more majestic butt)
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blmpff · 6 months
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GUY SIVAKORN FOR GMMTV 2024
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17.10.23
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giuliettacapuleti · 2 years
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Juliette’s burial dress from Romeó et Juliette
Row 1: France 2001 (Cécilia Cara)
Row 2: Hungary 2005 (left) and 2004 (right) (Dóra Szinetár)
Row 3: Russia 2005 (left) (Еvgenia Ryabzeva) and 2006 (right) (Sofia Nizharadze)
Row 4: Austria 2005 (Marjan Shaki)
Row 5: French Revival 2010 (left) (Joy Esther) and Asia Tour 2019 (right) (Clémence Illiaquer)
Row 6: Italy 2013 (left) and 2018 (right) (Giulia Luzi).
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The original French and all Hungarian Juliets wear the wedding dress they wear to marry Romeo during their death scenes. The Russian Juliets wear their nightgown. The Austrian Juliet is wearing a similar dress to her wedding dress, but her wedding dress is pink while her burial dress is lighter. Italian, French Revival, and Asian Tour Juliets have their own burial dresses (the tour dress is the same as the revival). The original Italian dress has lace embellishments, while later productions make the dress plainer.
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pennedwithpassion · 2 months
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I may not be The One but I'm definitely the prototype ♡
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xxhanachanxx · 1 year
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🐺🦊💎after party~
This was suppose to be another drawing for V-Day/February, but alas college and life was holding me back in getting this done and being behind my art schedule - had this kind of drawing in mind back in November, so please let me serve you my bit of fix of The Bad Guys before I leave y'all alone again- 🫣 But anyway here we are, I hope you enjoy~ ♡♡♡
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oceanno · 2 years
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taking a break from the tumblr break for this ask game eheh i was tagged by @blueorca (thank youuu!! <3333) to put any of my playlists on shuffle & share the first 10 songsss
1. dream by Shawn Mendes
2. het is goed zo by bente
3. je ne sais pas danser (piano version) by lonepsi
4. don’t make it harder on me by Chloe x halle
5. soulmate by lizzo
6. sucker by Jonas brothers
7. her mevsim yazim by zeynep bastik
8. krvn by uzi
9. ich geh heut nicht mehr tanzen by AnnenMayKantereit
10. loco in acapulco by four tops
tagging @gianniisantetokounmpo @macbethwitches @libraleam @misswitchh @wnine <33333 no pressure ofc <3 kisses <333
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cloudybrain-fr · 1 year
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some of my favourite hatchlings that I have at the moment!!
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layzeal · 2 years
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crossposting from my twitter!
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proxyedgy · 2 years
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Today I wanted to feel like a little kid again so when I got home I did some arts and crafts!
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It's nothing amazing but it was really fun to draw the shapes, cut them, paint and them glue it all together. (Sadly I don't have anywhere to put him so he's probably going to the drawer tomorrow)
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hypersaw · 2 years
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local sicko buys dragon for hypothetical breeding pair DAMNIT
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fawnpires · 9 months
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꒰ ₊˚⊹ ᨳ 𝐃𝐁𝐅!𝐊Ö𝐍𝐈𝐆. ꒱ — DBF!KÖNIG.
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꒰ ୨୧ ꒱ contents: age difference, cunnilingus, loss of virginity, innocence kink, könig's a massive pervert (still love him tho), groping, size difference & kink, panty kink, unprotected sex, praising, filmed sex, fingering, teasing, spreading the older man könig agenda.
꒰ ୨୧ ꒱ notes: finally got the motivation to write something again and i literally feel so bad for not writing anything, so i wrote a lil something for my bby könig.
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༉‧₊˚. — dbf!könig enjoyed every single second of being your first time. he was practically infatuated with you—his best friend's pretty little daughter. when your father is another one of those high-ranking colonels along with könig, expect to find him being invited over almost every single day of the week for a simple drink with your father or a casual invitation to dinner. although unbeknownst to your father, there were times with könig that were deemed too debauched when it was just the two of you alone. one particular instance is when he snuck into your bedroom, your father off to sleep with the house to yourself, and könig. once you and him were kept in those four confining walls of your room, the door closed and only the lamp shade providing a minimum of dim lighting; the next thing you knew your legs were thrown and settled on top of the broad slopes of his shoulders, both of his large hands intertwined with your smaller ones while pinning them down to the surface of your mattress. sensual moans laced with softness spilling, at this point, without shame past your parted lips. the thrusts of his ample cock were carried with a firmness yet a loving, comfortable passion into your tightened sopping cunt, knowing that it was your first being so intimate with somebody. "try to relax, mein liebling. you're doing so good, and for your first time too, taking me in all at once like this - taking me all in like the sweet little girl you are."
༉‧₊˚. — dbf!könig was a sucker for everything about you. from your sweet and innocent personality, to your alluring exterior appearance. his favorite part about you was especially the fact that he was so much larger than you, both in height and that built-up military strength earned from his time spent as a colonel. his favorite thing to do was manhandle you into all kinds of different positions once you and him had settled into the routine of casual fuck sessions in secrecy, observing how the bare aspect of your pretty body curved and contorted while he fucked into you. his favorite perspective is when you're laying on your back, legs sprawled on either side of his torso while those hands of his kept a solid grasp on your waist to pull you back and forth on his cock. this never failed to force you into a state of mind where you were drunk on nothing but how his immense size relentlessly pounded into you without mercy. he can't help but allow a cocky smirk to sweep across his lips underneath his sniper hood at your state, temporarily raising the bottom edge of the veil to his nose before inclining the upper half of his body over you to rest his head in the crook of your neck; mouth pressing gentle kisses to the sweat-soaked skin of your neck in contrast to his violent thrusts before speaking in a husky tone, "who would've thought my best friend's daughter would be the best fuck of my life? you're truly a special girl, engel. very special." he comments breathily with a light chuckle that was so full of depth. “such a cockdrunk slut, huh?” his words barely registering in your fucked-out mind.
༉‧₊˚. — dbf!könig constantly finds ways to have his hands on you. sometimes his touches were innocent and loving in the sense—hands resting at your hips, his head leaning downwards to nuzzle the side of his head against yours, or just a simple caress of your hand against the back of his own. but knowing how perverse he was at the same time behind that sweetness. for multiple instances, it wasn't abnormal to find him groping and kneading at the soft, supple flesh of your tits or reaching beneath your skirt and that additional layer of panties to rub at your slick folds teasingly with his calloused fingertips in private or not. he never lets down on his praises though, his fingers would be knuckle-deep and thrusting rapidly in the warmth of your cunt and he would talk to you throughout it, "such a needy girl, hase. just couldn't keep my hands off of you, not when you've got the prettiest damn body i've ever seen." he praises through heavy breaths, his free lovingly rubbing circles into your side while you lost yourself in this spiral of arousal.
༉‧₊˚. — dbf!könig who's well aware how much of a perv he is. to his surprise, he pockets various kinds of your pretty panties either after giving you a good fuck or sneaking into your bedroom unabashedly—relishing in the concept at how confused you would be when you couldn't find them anywhere. instead those panties would be swathed around the throbbing length of his cock while he pumped at himself to the thought of you late at night in privacy; legs spread, his head angled backwards, near-animalistic grunts spewing from his throat, and pre-cum dripping down from the slit at the tip while it decorated the soft lace in a thin, white layer of sticky fluid. underneath that t-shirt sniper mask, his face sheeted over with slick sweat as the heat surrounding inside the cloth mask only piled on with his increasing arousal which ends up with his cum splattered all over your panties. it's not really a surprise anymore if you find somehow find your missing panties returned hanging off the edge of your laundry basket, a little messy reminder of him left in them.
༉‧₊˚. — dbf!könig adores how you look on camera. he'll take you out and rent some motel room for the night, or two if he's feeling special, and you'll find yourself pinned down onto the fresh crisp sheets of the mattress; one of his hands holding both your wrists right above your head, the other holding his recording phone firmly as it was aimed down at you under him. with bare thighs pressed up into the plush of your breasts, he positions the phone on a nearby pillow to hold it up just so he could sloppily eat out with your cunt, spit and all, with his mouth pursing around your swollen clit and his fingers rubbing circles into your dripping folds—creating a perfect angle to showcase both you and him in such a vulgar yet erotic manner. könig then picks up the phone once more as he finishes you off, holding it once more as he spreads your orgasm-slick thighs apart so he could pound his cock away into the tightness of your pretty cunt. every moan, every sound of skin against skin, every touch, is kept solely on that phone of just for him to relieve some stress while he's away from you and your lingering on that mind of his. "look at you, liebchen, like my own lil' personal pornstar. god, i can never get enough of you. look at the camera, baby, eyes on me. it's like you were made for it."
༉‧₊˚. — dbf!könig who was your first time for everything. first boyfriend, first kiss, first time. he can't help but feel a small amount of possessiveness over you knowing that, especially when guys around your age try to make some kind of shitty move on you. he relishes in the fact that he's the only one who could bring you to such heights of sensual pleasure, knowing just the right locations to touch you that caused you to writhe and whimper in the sweetest tones. you had a type of romance with him that you would only see in films, knowing that your father was always the strict type when it came to you and guys getting their hands on you. it wasn't a surprise when you found yourself feeling like the prettiest girl when könig would treat you so much better than boys your age; constantly bringing affection in the form of sweet physical contact while also treating you like his personal fleshlight when he was in need for some stress relief—drawing intense, messy orgasms after orgasms that would be leaving you whimpering and strangely in need for more of him. "könig..." you whined weakly, on the brink of a fourth orgasm with his pounding twitching cock buried between your trembling pulsing walls as you gave könig the most pleading and exhausted gleam in your eyes. it made you sound desperate, like a slut. "i know, engel. just a little bit more, baby. give yourself all to me."
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