I just realized that ever since I’ve been making those Dan Howell knuckle cracking compilations I’ve started cracking my knuckles the same way he does, so yeah, congrats Dan, I’ve picked up a habit from you! 😭😂👌🏻
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It's me boy, the PS5,
Women are my favorite guy
Cowboy times, I'm wanting more
Leave the girl, stop the war
Boom, inside your brain go zoom
Play my games, feel the groove
Playstation 5 overload
Everybody MOOOOOVEMENT
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A Homestuck suika game
I made this in a weekend, I am not good at this game LMAO
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Fear and hunger characters rated on how much cunt they serve
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How to crochet a temperature blanket in eight easy steps (with pictures) :
Step 1: choose your colors and set the ranges
Step 2: get started crocheting!
Step 3: hmm. This is only a month and it’s pretty long.
Step 4: maybe a double crochet was the wrong stitch for this
Step 5: haha yeah it’s a little big
Step 6: stop looking at the blanket as a whole.
Step 7: keep crocheting. Ignore the fact that you can no longer easily lift the project. Stop taking pictures of your progress entirely. Keep the finished parts folded so you never really see it all at once.
Step 8: finish and gaze upon the titan you have created.
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Portrait of a Suspicious Man, 1623
and here is this without filtering. my poor laptop
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That one time I did a completely impromptu art study using random screenshots from Ghost Files for literally no reason
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I want dick to finger me in his suit because damn those fingers👀
-🌟 anon
You’re onto something.
“Couldn’t fucking wait, could you?”
You’re shoved up against a wall, cheek pressed to some fancy wainscoting in this dark hallway. Dick’s voice is no louder than a ragged sigh next to your ear, and that’s probably for the best: you’re supposed to be slipping into and out of Penguin’s hideout-du-jour, but…
“Suck on my fingers,” he husks, but he doesn’t wait for permission before shoving his middle and ring finger past your lips, the other two framing your chin. Blue spandex disappears into your mouth, and your eyes flutter closed in response. His other hand ghosts over your hip and ass, then hurriedly slips into the bottoms of your costume and between your thighs.
His fingers toy with your intimate curls and then your slick folds. When you softly moan, he simpers. “Shh, baby. My needy little girl wanted this, so this is what she gets.”
In acknowledgement of the negative amount of minutes you have to be doing this, Dick buries two fingers into your cunt and pumps with the same amount of force you just watched him use to take down a mob henchman intent on killing you. You squeeze your eyes shut to stop tears from forming while you struggle to breathe, suddenly dizzy as pleasure erupts in your stomach. Creamy white arousal drips down his knuckles, staining the cobalt fabric that stretches over his hand.
His lips find your throat: kissing, biting, licking. He’s going to bruise you, but that’s fine; his are the only bruises he likes to see on your pretty skin.
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