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avatarfan11 · 2 months
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Pema: its weird. you seem different? Somehow. Less stressed
Kya: you would be happy to if you got to see Lin's breasts as much as i do.
Pema: oh...ok...well I thought it had to do with the new airbenders.
Kya: Nah its the tits.
Lin: *Blushing because she heard the entire conversation*
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garagepanic · 2 years
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without overstaying your welcome
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alphaofdarkness · 9 hours
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Ya'll better fecking behave or i'm gonna get you! 🐺🐺🐺
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it’s mostly the indication in the text,, , sooooooo I proceeded to write in a typeface I created two summers ago ✌🏼🫥✌🏼
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If y’all haven’t read Hunting Ghosts by now, I don’t know what to tell ya’ll ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ and if you can read what is says...👀
Then I love you, it means I did a good job in creating a readable typeface 😌✨ okay,,, adios~ 🫥✌🏼
DON’T REPOST THIS ANYWHERE; I will hunt you down and I will fecking get you 😤🐺‼️
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thebardisabird · 1 year
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As an ambassador for the thick thigh club, I felt this one in my soul. So to my Karamatsu babes with stretchmarks - this one’s for y’all. Will be tagging this as tw: body image & tw: body insecurity just in case!  Under the cut!
It had hit you just after you got out of the shower this morning, a small deep red stripe that shone bright against the curve of your inner thighs. Your fingertips traced it in worry, the flesh feeling soft and wrinkled under the pads of your fingers. It felt ugly.  You spent the rest of your day absentmindedly tracing over the mark through your clothing, it’s mere existence disturbing your peace. It made you hate the way you looked at your body, jagged with these same physical cracks littered all over you. The feeling of being broken with all the scattered lines - unlovable because soft, unmarred skin was now stricken through permanently. You had to force your thoughts away from it until you made it home, all of your emotions beginning to well into your throat unwillingly. 
-- Your day came and went, thankfully, and soon you were in the comfort of your own home. Your heart was heavy as you stared at your reflection once more in only your top and underwear, planning simply just to change out of your work clothes. Tears blurred your vision, and you let out a frustrated sigh at the streaks that splayed over your body. Amidst your sniffling, your boyfriend stood at the doorway to your bedroom, his quiet entrance going unnoticed as he watched you scrutinize yourself with such heart aching disdain. With a softened look, he called your name from where he stood. Your gasp was sharp and you moved to blot at your eyes almost immediately.  “Karamatsu, I’m so sorry, I didn’t see you, I--” “...I love them, you know.”  Your heart caught in your throat, “I...I’m sorry?”  He moved closer to you, his eyes slowly drifting from your thighs and all the way upwards until he met on your dampened eyes, “I love them...those marks you seem to hate so much.”  You broke eye contact to stare off ashamedly, “You saw me, huh?” the sigh that left was heady, you both felt it; in embarrassment, you turned away from him, “I just...they look so awful. Like I’ve been wounded or like...I don’t take care of myself, I don’t know.” Frustration clawed at your throat once more, “They make me feel ugly.” 
Hands gently smoothed over your shoulders, “...Lay down, my love.”  You shifted back towards him, “Why? I need to finish changing first.”  “You can later, I promise...right now, I just want you to lay down on the bed, okay?” Karamatsu coerced you carefully, walking you over to the bed now. Confusedly you did as you were asked, the majority of your body laying across the sheets save for your legs that dangled over the edge of the mattress. Little did you expect for your boyfriend to slide himself between your thighs, the bulk of his shoulders lifting up the backs of your thighs as he did.  “Karamatsu!” came your surprised yelp, “I haven’t showered yet, I need to-”  “Hush, my love,” he cut you off once more, and your words fell from your lips. Dark brown irises found your slightly panicked stare, “I want you to understand something...” and his gaze shifted to the soft expanse of your thighs, “These marks...make you more beautiful than you could ever comprehend.”  His lips pressed to a spot just past where your knee and inner thigh connected. You bit your lip as you watched him kiss a few more spots on your thighs, interchanging between the two mounds of flesh. The gentle admiration and even more tender caresses of his fingers against your skin made you the tears behind your eyelids threaten to spill.  “In Japanese art there’s something called Kintsugi,” he sighed against your thigh, “Gold being used to fill in the cracks of damaged pottery...only to make it anew and more refined than ever.” His fingertips smoothed over your fresh stretch marks, “You were never ever broken darling,” and he kissed them with a  warm fondness, “Your body is a vessel of love, so much so that these are proof - stripes imprinted physically; made from a heart that loves and is well loved,” you caught him smiling now in admiration, “Stripes that only serve to make you as beguiling beyond measure...a work of art and beauty nearest to my heart.”  He kissed the softened scars once more and it made your heart start to race with how close he was to your sex. He didn’t miss the whimper in your voice, but instead chuckled low in response. His palms smoothed up your thighs, settling at your hips.  “Don’t you see, my flower?” Karamatsu cooed, “These stretch marks are a part of you - and with everything I am, I adore every part of you there is to have.”  Deft fingers curled around the band of your underwear, tugging them downward until he could get them fully off of you. With sincerity in his gaze, he gripped your thighs and settled your legs fully over his shoulders.  “Now,” purred Karamatsu, as he placed one last kiss on your thigh, “Allow me to rid you of your worries of today, and convince you of how truly exquisite you are both outside...and in.” 
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makethiscanon · 7 months
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Ha! I'm actually managing to keep up with Kinktober this year. Yes, it's day 4. Only day 4. That's literally the best I've ever done with this dang month of smut writing.
And today I'm writing Dabi x reader, and honestly I sometimes wish I didn't keep this blog SFW because it's so steamy I wanna share it.
I forgot how much I enjoyed writing for the li'l murder bean.
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chubbybunnyally · 1 year
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mcturethemes · 2 years
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  Tinder wasn't some place that Angel planned on meeting anyone worth meeting. She had accepted at some point someone must have hexed her or something. Because how was dating this hard? And how had it left her just south enough of bitter that she was dangerously close to jaded? She needed to get laid. Xena was a safe bet that feelings wouldn't come into play. Drinking at the bar turned to walking around the city, bodega trips and shooters along the way. The closer they got to violets apartment the bolder she got with her flirting and almost as soon as she closed the door behind them, she was pushing gently and drunkenly pushing her towards the stairs towards her room. "I'm sick of walking and you deserve to rest those legs." She said with a giggle, taking the woman's hand and taking the lead. 
@sorbetkisses
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avatarfan11 · 8 months
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Lin: We should get you to a doctor for a check up immediately. What if it happens again, and there isn’t anyone around to help you? What if it’s congenital? Oh my God! Was it me? Did I hurt you?
Kya: …You realize any other person that made their partner pass out on bed would simply feel really proud of themselves, right?
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zorotitties · 2 years
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Currently thinking about Luffy and how people portray him as some innocent sunshine baby boy who can do no wrong (it's giving haikyuu with hinata and bnha with deku). But... he's a teenage boy. He's a teenage boy who was raised by mountain bandits and has the portgas d. ace as an older brother. Y'all really think he's some innocent baby who knows nothing?
Luffy is nasty and I know it. He's a dirty fucker who definitely watched too much porn in his early teens and got the WORST sex talk on the planet from Ace because lord knows Dadan isn't giving him one. And sure Garp exists but you think he said much either? That man's just as nasty as his two grandsons LMFAO! He showers once a week and is rowdy and dumb (affectionate), he's like every "typical" teenage boy ever. Also as a side note, Ace definitely liked to fuck with Luffy and probably told him you could get pregnant from gay sex so Luffy spent like 19 years thinking he could shit out a baby if he didn't use a condom until he made a passing joke about it to the crew and they all looked at him like he was absolutely insane, then they had to tell him that no, no you cannot get pregnant up the ass.
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gophergal · 9 months
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*squints* ... Is this too horny?
Nah. No such thing. Surely
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kazz-matazz · 7 months
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Permission to drop
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fuck it yes this is about patrick stump. will not stand down for this one i speak my truth 💪
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makethiscanon · 9 months
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Ugh I have so much Vampire Ojiro brainrot right now. You can blame Miguel O'Hara.
I wanna inundate you with personality-flipped possessive mate Tailman but lord it would not keep my blog sfw.
😫😫😫
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Out of all the men Nora danced with, Cecil Alford was by far her favourite. Though he was much older than she was, Nora was very much attracted to him: he was handsome, witty, and very, very rich.
What began as simple flirting and dancing soon escalated, however, when Cecil invited Nora back to his luxurious hotel room one night. Though Nora enjoyed his attention, she was reluctant to go back to his room with him; not only was he a much older man, but he was a married man too.
Even so, it didn’t take very long for Cecil to convince Nora to spend the night with him. As soon as he took her to bed that night, all of her inhibitions melted away, and she found herself simply enjoying the company of this very wealthy - and very experienced - man.
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advictoriams · 10 months
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1, 5, 22, 42, & 43 for Kiki and Sixty?
1.What is your OCs sexual orientation?
Both are bisexual disasters
5. How often do they masturbate?
Um, usually when the mood strikes and that's together or apart, especially when they both have to do long distance for extended periods. I don't know that there's really a quantifiable number or times, just like, whenever. Also. Mutual masturbation is a kink so there's that
22.How shy are they with new sexual partners?
Neither of those two are really known for their shyness. Like she's an adult performer so y'know, sex was always very normalised and she always knows what she enjoys and Sixty.... Welp. The boy is a slut lol. Seriously though, shyness isn't really a thing with either of them.
42. Top 5 turn ons
Kiki (in no particular order): nice smile, sense of humour, she's a sucker for confident guys and gals that are a little on the dangerous side and finally. Eye contact, charm. She likes Men and women who are charming.
Sixty: eye contact, interfacing in y'know an intimate way, You give him a guy or girl that's witty and can make him laugh he's mush, guys and girls that challenge him, he's also into guys and girls that are independent.
43: Top 5 Turn offs
Kiki: Alpha males and Pick Me Girls, like why you gotta tear others down to feel confident about yourself?
She gets turned off by guys that need mothering.
absolutely HATES pick up lines. Like, just talk to her.
Also really doesn't fuck with smokers. Like sure she enjoys weed and the occasional cigar (and cigars are for power moves, girlboss lol) but yeah cigarettes aren't really her thing.
Sixty:
•is turned off by obnoxiousness. Like, you can be confident without being a dickhead about it.
•Is also turned off by android fetishising. Believe you me. It happens and is gross, he's a person not a kink.
•people who insult his intelligence.
•despite popular belief, competing for affections. If you are into someone else at the same time he will just move on. There's no fun in seeing people who are with other people and isn't going to help anyone cheat.
•is turned off by stupidity, and by that I don't mean "opening a beer bottle with a grenade" or "trying the Bodies Bodies Bodies sword trick" he's just as much of a dumbass in that respect. I mean like y'know people who have no idea what the fuck they're talking about but act like they do.
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