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the-holy-ghosted · 6 months
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congrats 2 henry peglar for being the only bitch confirmed as to be Fucking That Old Man
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shoepolishpolice · 1 year
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THIS LOOK ALONE DESERVES EVRY FUCKING AWARD AVAILABLE FREDDY CARTER IS AN IMPECCABLE ACTOR
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superstarshowcase · 22 days
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gloomtown tour nyc + boston photo dump for tumblr :)))))
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masonjarart · 11 months
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“All I want is when we win a match, to be able to kiss my fella the same way the guys get to kiss their girls.”
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around-your-throat · 1 year
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my ass is not getting into heaven with these pink haired pete wentz pictures on my computer dawg 🤣
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jimmyspades · 1 month
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20 seconds of the Boston Legal cast hitting and kicking me
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sylvies-kablooie · 5 months
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from sophia di martino’s instagram story
+ link to her sylvie playlist:
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becca-e-barnes · 1 year
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Don't tell anyone but I love the thought of pornstar Bucky's girl asking to do livestreams with him. The thought of him taking the chat's lead?? Or reading the filthy things they're saying?? 🤤
"They're making fun of you, sweetheart." Bucky teases between chaste kisses placed to the soft inside of your spread thighs.
'Is she wet already?' The most recent message in the chat makes you squirm in your seat. Not that you're getting very far. Bucky is quite well known for his skills with a rope but he's left you just enough wiggle room that you can still grind your cunt desperately against the chair beneath you. It's not much relief but it's something.
"Of course she's wet already. Aren't you, baby? It doesn't take our girl long to get herself all worked up when she knows she's being watched." Bucky smirks up at you, his fingers trailing over the slick lace of your panties, gathering just enough of your arousal on his fingertips to show the camera.
'Our girl' doesn't sit right with you but you know it's all for show. You're his girl. Only his. Those people watching on the stream, whoever they are, mean nothing to you. You know he'll remind you of that later too. Reminding you that you're 'his girl', holding your chin so he can look into your eyes while he slides every inch of his length home over and over.
You whimper at the flood of messages into the chat as your viewers respond to the crystal clear evidence of your arousal on your partner's fingers.
'Fuck, she's making a mess.' 'Always such a good girl.' 'What I'd give to be able to taste her.'
The comments run up the screen so quickly you don't have time to read them all.
'She's so desperate, what a good little slut.' 'You've hardly even touched her and I'm already hard.'
"You're right, I haven't really touched her much, have I?" Bucky asks while reaching over for the wand vibrator he'd picked out for this stream. He clicks it on and the toy buzzes to life.
He seems satisfied with the lowest setting for now. Not that you are. That setting is almost always just for warm-up and that's not what you need in that moment.
"Please." You whine, tugging against the restraints, only feeling satisfied when your partner presses the soft, silicone tip to your clit, over your panties.
Everything feels heightened despite the low setting. You've been so turned on for so long that anything at all is welcome.
'Such a pretty little thing.' 'She sounds so hot when she whines like that.'
You hadn't even noticed yourself whining, much less the way you tried to grind yourself pathetically on the toy, trying to feel more than the featherlight touch Bucky was offering you.
You felt Bucky flicking the toy up a speed, startled by the groan that left your own throat. It sounded desperate. It was filthy and unrestrained and totally shameless.
"You like that?" Bucky's voice was all that could tear you out of your own head. He rolled the head of the toy in vertical motions, laughing quietly to himself when the sensation made you gasp.
'She's so loud tonight.'
The commenter wasn't wrong. You knew you were louder than usual, a testament to just how much you found yourself enjoying this.
"Sit still, sweetheart." You hadn't really registered what was happening until after it was done, although you'd agreed it beforehand anyway. Bucky carefully tugged the side of your underwear away from your skin, cutting the lace and then mirrored his actions on the other side. With the pretty blue lace in tatters, your sex was fully on display.
Bucky pulled the fabric free from underneath you, balling it up in his hand before pressing it to your lips.
"Good girl. Take it." You hadn't expected this. Automatically, brattiness takes over, your defiant natures tells you not to do as you're told. You hold out for a second, up until the toy clicks up one more speed and when you gasp in surprise, the panties are pushed past your lips, resting heavily on your tongue and you get to enjoy the taste of your own arousal.
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tcfactory · 2 months
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I'm pretty certain this is not a new idea, but it's kinda relevant for one of the fics I'm writing, so please consider:
The Northern Demon Kings all have an expiration date, because the ancestral power their clan hoards and covets is poison. Some bear it better and rule for thousands of years before it wears them down. Some are not compatible with this horrid amalgamation of energies and fade quickly. There was the rare occasion when the wannabe king died from trying to assimilate the power and never lived to be officially crowned.
Mobei-jun - not Shang Qinghua's hulky ice demon, but his father - has been slowly, painfully dying since the moment he took on the power of his ancestors.
In canon Linguang-jun tells young Mobei (Qinghua's Mobei, our Mobei) that he should die young like his father. Linguang-jun himself isn't very old, likely no more than 10-20 years older than Mobei, so Mobei-jun probably inherited the throne not long before Mobei was born. Mobei-jun doesn't even rule a full century, in the end. He wastes away from the strain of keeping the ancestral power controlled. He neglects his family. He neglects his kingdom. He withdraws from the public eye except for his appearances at court where he has all the means to keep up the illusion of a strong, if eccentric and lazy king.
The king is dying.
It's a secret that weighs heavily on those who know.
Mobei doesn't know until he has to take over most duties of the fading king and he still doesn't know the cause; he assumes it has to be the result of some poison or assassination attempt. Mobei-jun is too proud to admit what he sees as the consequences of a personal failing to his son, although he does write his thoughts down in a series of journals meant for Mobei to find and read after Mobei-jun has passed.
Linguang-jun knows - how could he not? He was barely a teen when he had to start supporting his brother, picking up the slack in administration and rulership where his brother can't. Him dropping off his young nephew in the human world was an impulsive act of lashing out - a teenager having to do too much for his older brother with too much responsibility, coupled with his very young nephew going through a very clingy/annoying/needy phase made him snap and deal with the stressor he had the ability to deal with: smol Mobei. He regretted it almost immediately, but he couldn't admit that it was because of all the stress he was under (and he couldn't have explained it to his nephew without divulging his brother's state of health, which he swore not to do) so he just doubled down on the assassination attempt angle and then stewed in bitter regret.
Mobei-jun, when he finally becomes king, gets author's favorite blorbo treatment which means he can basically rule until the end of the world if he so pleases, but not without side effects. One cannot hold the cumulated power of a bloodline as ancient and powerful as the Mobei clan without paying the price.
But that's an idea for another day.
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This one’s about your human au! What kinda life did Wally have before he met Barnaby? :c
no one knows <3
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isa-ah · 28 days
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plurals who follow me. describe the headspace as u see it in ur minds eye 🫵
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anubisthe1 · 6 months
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Madara would hate itachi for the reason that he treated sasuke like that alone. He doesn't even need more reasons.
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luzity · 2 years
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holding these amphibia crumbs very close to my heart 
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bigkickguy · 11 months
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I want roland and vergilius to team up in limbus so much!!!
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cmbdragon98 · 4 months
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Shin Hati I am obsessed with you
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juiceberg · 7 months
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What the fuck do you mean we get winter king Simon voiced by fucking brian david gilbert and he gets to sing a wintery ballad with unbelievably gorgeous animation and Simons speech about Bonnie is a projection of his own reality in which he needs to accept himself for the non magical person that he is and Fionnas bisexual????
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