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deimosphilic · 6 months
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MARS
OH MY GOD MY BABY LINA HI MY LOVE
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saintels · 1 year
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WWW.SAINTELS.COM/LINASFILE
࿐ 𝐀𝐁𝑶𝑼𝐓 ⨾ 𓈒 ♡ ⺌
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CELINA or lina, cel. @celskies
twenty-two, jan 02 aquarius
pansexual switch
highly femme afab — she / her
gymrat, sleepy princess, pink lover, lacker of braincells, car + cat mommy, owner of the angel sanctuary.
࿐ 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒 ⨾ 𓈒 📎 ⺌
spotify
pinterest
discord — psychorphic (18+ users only please)
personal blog — @celskies
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elsfairy · 9 months
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the corky theme i’m screaming (without the s) emi
GOD SHE MAKES ME WANNA BARK, IM NOT KIDDING (currently clawing my walls and tearing up my carpet for her) that woman is 61 now, and goddamn she's still so fine at her age 🫶🏻 BUT HEHE IM GLAD YOU LIKE IT 💌
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dollveis · 7 months
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miss u
LINA BABY, i miss you so much :( you're a literal angel
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soujos · 1 year
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hi lover ^u^ just wanted to say hi via inbox because i have yet too!!! hope your day is going well
ahhh lina my love <3 it’s good to see you, it is good well ^^ I hope your day goes well tooo! sending you kisses and hugs.
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deimosphilic · 11 months
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no meme, just me missing my mars <3
stop it bc it’s missing YOU hours rn 🙁 “my mars” i’m gonna implode
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saintels · 1 year
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ᝰ 𝟏𝟖+ 𝑴𝑫𝑵𝑰. [ smut/brainrot ] ꒷꒦
“been thinkin’ bout you all day, angel.”
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she smells so sweet and the familiar, comforting aroma fills your senses to relax the tension you didn’t know was cramped deep in your head. there’s notes of her musky cologne, her hemp cigarettes, soft laces of warm caramel and what you recognise as her favourite fruit-based liqueur. she grazes her thumb over the apple of your cheek as your tipsy gaze breaks a smirk onto her lips.
her nose is brushed by the rosy flush of her high, shading the constellation of freckles that paint her nasal. her eyes are almost matching, the hues dulled to make her green irises pop.
you’re both tucked away in a dark corner of the house party, unmindful to the world around you.
“oh yeah?”.
your voice is a whisper and, in all honesty, you’re not even thinking about what’s coming out of your mouth. your attention is all on her. she’s just so fucking pretty.
she hums, nodding as her thumb drags over your balmy lips until they allow her to pry them apart softly. “mhm,”.
she lifts her thumb and watches as your tongue lolls out. you knew exactly what to do. her good, sweet girl. she watches through hooded eyes as the pink muscle rolls against her thumb, silken under her skin before you take the tip in between your lips.
“thinkin’ bout how sweet you looked in my bed last night, how you’d look there again tonight.” your blown eyes silently beg her. keep going.
“how i had you screaming on my cock, fucking you dumb.”
she doesn’t miss the way your thighs clench, taking her hand from your mouth to rest on your jaw.
“thinkin’ of all the different ways I could have you. creamin’ on my tongue,” she remembers the saccharine taste fondly, “creamin’ on my fingers.”
her hand rests at the base of your throat, thinking out loud.
“maybe i could even get you to squirt again.”
honey drips from every single filthy word that falls from her lips. whines roll and rumble in your throat as you grip the soft material of her flannel, desperation clawing at your skin with sharp nails and butterflies fluttering against the places inside of you where you need her the most.
you’re deaf to the party now and you couldn’t give any less of a fuck about who’s eyes were obsessing over the scene unfolding.
“that sound good, pretty?” she already knows the answer, “wanna go home and let me take care of this pretty pussy again?”.
ellie was a girl of her word, a promise keeper deep in her heart. so in the pale moonlight, on the soft spread of her emerald sheets; she was on her knees, ready to paint visions of stars and moons behind your closed eyes as she took you to a heaven filled with sweet, pearly arousal and blazing, toe-curling, body-tremor filled euphoria.
a message from lina: sorry this became a bit more self-indulgent then I wanted, I hope you enjoyed nevertheless. I promise there’s way better stuff coming soon, I’m just trying to ease back into the swing of it after my little break down lol. signed with a million kisses — L ᥫ᭡
INBOX/REQS: OPEN.
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