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lily-s-world · 15 days
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Not jealous at all at the people who will see the Hannigram reunion at the Chicago Convention. Yes, not an ounce of jealousy. I'm just happy for them.
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chicago is so two years ago/homesick at space camp/golden/ginasfs/alone together/fourth of july/jet pack blues/bishops knife trick
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cupkisser · 1 month
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i think putting the weight of a franchise on the shoulders of one singular child is super normal and we should totally keep doing it on a yearly basis
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sincerelymarner · 26 days
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weeeeeeeeee 🔄🔄
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mico-evelyn2 · 2 months
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I come to you with a screen recording of the hawks story of Korchinski and Bedard being dumbasses (affectionately)
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ocdhuacheng · 5 months
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To the half of my mutuals in my notes that would vote for Philly over Chicago……. Sleep with one eye open babes.
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saintsebastiansarrow · 2 months
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kids being kids
via the blackhawks' instagram story | 02.17.24
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mimicmerchant · 2 months
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I want what they have (a loving friendship and unrivaled rhyming abilities)
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transsexualism · 15 days
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HANNIBAL REUNION PANEL. DONT DO THIS TO ME. "HARBOURING A DARK SECRET" MY HEART CANNOT TAKE ANY MORE S4 BAIT
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lilhawkeye3 · 10 months
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some friendly advice as new areas of the country start having long-term wildfire smoke problems:
Don’t do extended exercise outside. If possible, don’t do extended work outside.
Shower once you’re back inside to wash the particles off your skin/hair. This helps to keep you from inhaling it when out of the smoke.
Hot showers and steam help sooth inflammatory airways (nose/throat)
Wear an N95 mask when outside for extended periods to help keep from inhaling smoke. Look at what size particles and how much the mask will protect against (ie 95% vs 99%).
Get an air filter for your office/room/house. They’re in the $50 range online (price May vary in person). If you can’t get one, look into how to make a Corsi-Rosenthal box (box fan, two air filter frames and lots of duct tape).
If you have an A/C (window or central air), turn the fan from “auto” to “on”. This will make sure your air is still being filtered even when the cooling part of the system is not on.
Drink water. (I mean you should try to do this anyways)
Important to note: you may feel side effects slower than others. You may feel them quicker than others. Sore throat, sinus infection, upper respiratory infection, itchy eyes, pink eye, exhaustion, difficulty breathing— these are all common side effects of prolonged smoke exposure.
The dangerous part is that in areas of high concentration, the particles are small enough to be absorbed into your bloodstream. So please, do what you can to help protect yourself and friends/family. Even when you aren’t feeling it, it’s affecting you.
signed, an Oregonian in the Midwest with permanent lung damage from wildfire smoke.
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jaeyxns · 9 months
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Jake ◦ Daebak Show S3 Ep. 12
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i'm organizing the papers of a woman who lived in chicago and wrote for a chicago newspaper but who also wrote (though never published) at least one novel set in chicago. the other day, i found a scrap of paper that said "chicago, tongue-in-cheek. the mark twain of cities" and it made me think of you
"chicago, tongue-in-cheek. the mark twain of cities" is cool as HELL.
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speedlimit15 · 3 months
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theres a working vintage pong cocktail table on fb marketplace for $250 ...
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like one of these😖
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rosethrorn · 17 days
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I’m just
My math teacher was talking about his sneakers and how he got them from Jimmy Butler because he trained in my school’s gym one summer a few years ago while living in my city and he and his crew or whatever bought our girls basketball team a new set of Nike sneakers
The one thing I had to say about that whole thing- THE ONE DAMN THING- was, “Oh. That Guy. He was in the new Fall Out Boy music video!” And my math class fell dead silent and I was just like 😶
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selenaurrr · 11 months
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Bound to Please
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PAIRING; Matt Casey x Reader
SYNOPSIS; “How would you like to wake up to this?”
WARNING(S); Smut (18+), bondage.
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“What the...” As I awake, my mind races to figure out what is going on.
I am on my back. I can’t move my hands, feet, or head. I can’t see. I hear music playing loudly in my ears. It takes me a few seconds, but my head clears from it’s original panic and begins to accept the input from my body.
I’m blindfolded and bound. I can feel the straps around my wrists and ankles. I’m pulled into a star shape. My head is held still by the blindfold. I feel the headphones on my ears, blocking out all sound but the slow groove of soul music. I feel the air on my body and know that I am naked. I feel weight shifting on the bed and know that I am not alone. 
Hands. Soft hands begin to caress my body. Gently rubbing my face, shoulders, arms, chest, belly. The hands are soft and warm, imparting a sense of comfort. Their message is to relax. They are the hands of my girl (y/n).
I feel her nails drag across my skin. She twirls her fingers through my chest hair, tickling my nipples until they get hard. Continuing down my body, her nails begin to tease my pubic hair. They twirl and rake though the hair, inciting my already hard cock to bounce in anticipation. (Y/n) moves past my pubes to my thighs, raking the insides of each with her nails. Down to each knee, she travels, and back up until she almost touches my sack; then, down the other leg. Her teasing is having its effect on my breathing and the blood flow to my lower body. Her scratches are light, but I feel a slight warmth where her nails have been.
When I try to speak, (y/n) immediately covers my lips with hers. Her kiss is sweet and soft, at first. As she presses her lips against mine, the kiss takes on urgency. Our tongues begin to dance and she gently bites my lower lip. As I feel her weight shift, again, a finger is placed across my lips as a silent command to not speak.
(Y/n)'s fingers begin to move across my body, again. Suddenly, without any warning, her wet tongue drags across my right nipple. The feeling is a shock and I moan. I then feel cool air being blown across the nipple, making it pucker and harden even more. Several more times, her hot, wet tongue flicks across my nipples, making them hard.
Weight shifting. I wait, but nothing happens. I have no idea where (y/n) is. It felt like she might have gotten off of the bed, but I can't tell for sure. I lie there, bound and blindfolded, waiting.
The music changes. A driving rock song fills my ears as (y/n) suddenly takes my entire cock into her hot mouth. In sync with the music, (y/n) bobs her head up and down on my hard pole. Her fingers play with my balls while she sucks my cock with reckless abandon. Each bass beat of the song brings her nose to my pubic bush. The electric guitar riffs guide her fingers on my sack. The song is a short one and, as it ends, so does the blowjob.
Weight shifting. This time I know EXACTLY where she is. The bed sags on either side of my head and I feel it drop several inches. I smell (y/n)'s excitement as she lowers her pussy to my waiting mouth. The song is a slow pop song. (y/n) hovers over my lips, just within reach of my tongue, but no closer. Her hips move to the beat of the music, as she dances her pussy lips across the tip of my tongue. Back and forth she moves, allowing me only the slightest taste of her soaking pussy.
At the beginning of the second verse, (y/n) drops her pussy fully onto my mouth. She is hot and soaking wet. I can not move my head, only my mouth and tongue. I work with them as best I can as (y/n) guides her pussy around my mouth and face. She begins to grind her clit into my nose while I fuck her wet hole with my tongue. Suddenly, (y/n) stops moving. I feel a tremor through her thighs against my cheeks. My face is awash with her fresh juices and I know she has cum. I gratefully drink what is offered. (Y/n) doesn't move as I gently lick and suck on her pussy, trying to get every last drop of her nectar.
Weight shifting. I feel (y/n) on both sides of my body, now. I feel her hair against my skin. Slowly, she drags her hair down my body, swishing it back and forth. I feel the heat from her pussy long before it touches my straining cock. (Y/n) takes my cock in hand and strokes it a few times before pushing the head into her wet pussy. I feel her weight as she slowly impales herself on my cock. (Y/n) sits back on my thighs, her hands on my chest, and begins to rock to the music. A slow rock song has started playing in my ears. (Y/n)'s hips move to the beat, rocking back and forth and side to side on my fat cock. In this position, I can feel her cervix as it rubs against my head. I feel (y/n)'s nail against my pubic hair. She is fingering her clit while she rides my cock.
(Y/n) continues to rock back and forth and side to side. The song ends and another driving rock song begins to play. (y/n) places both hands on my chest and begins to rise and fall on my cock. I try to thrust into her, but can't. (Y/n) fucks my cock hard and fast. Up and down she slams her pussy onto my cock. I can imagine the look on her face, even thought I can't see it. I feel (y/n)'s pussy contract around my cock as warmth flows down my shaft to my balls and asshole. Another orgasm rocks her body and she collapses against my chest.
I feel her hair in my face and breathe in its scent. (Y/n) lies panting on my chest. The breathing is ragged and hard. It must have been a good orgasm. (Y/n) lies on my chest until her breathing returns to normal. My cock bounces inside her pussy, eliciting a spasm from her each time I tense my muscles.
Weight shifting. This time I know that (y/n) has gotten off of the bed. I lie there, my rigid cock sticking up, waiting for what is to come next. I feel (y/n) climb back onto the bed, between my legs. Her warm had wraps around my hard, fat cock, and she begins to stroke it. The song in my ears is a slow groove, again. She strokes her hand up and down the length of my shaft to the rhythm of the music. It is the only part of my body she is touching, at this point. It has become the very focal point of my existence. As she strokes my shaft with one hand, she begins to massage my balls with the other. She gently rolls them between her fingers while she languidly strokes my cock.
(Y/n) allows the fingers from her "ball hand" to drift toward my asshole. She rakes her nails from my asshole to my balls and back, teasing that area in between. She continues to massage my aching cock. She knows that at the rate she is going, I will never cum, and I imagine she is doing that on purpose.
Without warning, I feel a finger enter my anus and I jump. (Y/n) starts sliding her finger in and out of my ass in sync with her hand on my cock. The feeling is incredible. The song changes, but the tempo doesn't and I lay there, helpless and loving it, while (y/n) strokes my cock and fucks my ass with her finger. A second finger enters my ass, stretching it. (Y/n) strokes my cock and fucks my ass for the duration of the song. I am going crazy, needing to cum, but (y/n) will not apply enough pressure or speed to make that happen.
The song ends. It is replaced by static. (Y/n) pulls her fingers from my ass and releases my cock. I feel coolness on my ass followed by wetness. As I try to figure out what is happening next, I feel something at my anus. Slowly, whatever it is, is forced into my hole. It is large, rigid enough for penetration, yet not hard. When my anus is filled to bursting, an intense vibration fills my nether regions and I realize that (y/n) has shoved her vibrator into my ass. The vibrations and pressure on my asshole are intense. I can't hold back the moans as (y/n) begins to fuck my ass with the vibrator. All the while, the static still plays in my ears.
Suddenly, the music begins, again. It is a soft jazz piece. The fucking of my ass continues and I feel (y/n)'s lips on my cock, again. She licks up and down the shaft, swirling her tongue around the tip. She pulls the foreskin back with her hand and takes the head of my cock in her mouth. With one hand pumping the vibrator in and out of my ass, the other pumping my cock, and her hot, wet mouth on the heat of my cock, sucking the precum from my shaft, I know that I will not last long.
(Y/n) makes love to my cock while the soft jazz plays on. At the half-way point of the piece, (y/n) turns up the vibrations in my ass and shoves the vibrator in to the hilt. Both hands now work on my cock and balls as (y/n)'s head bobs up and down the shaft. Sometimes taking me all the way into her throat; other times sucking on the head while she pumps the shaft with her hand. Suddenly, I feel the cum begin to boil in my balls. My breathing becomes ragged. I can't summon enough breath to moan, just gasp.
My hips buck to the extent allowed by the restraint. (Y/n), sensing that I am about to cum, dives down on my cock, burying it in her throat as the first splash of cum erupts from my cock. The long teasing has paid off and (Y/n) is rewarded with 2, 3, 4, 5 huge gobs of cum from my balls. I feel her mouth and throat work to swallow my seed.
(Y/n) switches off the vibrator and removes it from my ass. She continues to lick and suck my cock as it begins to soften, kissing my belly and thighs. I feel (y/n) climb down from the bed. She kisses my lips gently, as she removes the blindfold.
"I love you," she says softly.
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pavlmescal · 1 year
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Stellaride scenes that make me yell 43/∞
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