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Who wants to skinny dip with me in a lake?
and perhaps almost get caught
so who else besides me is gonna befriend the sweeper bot
need to be condescendingly saying “ohhhh i knowwww, sweetheart” while i add another finger and kiss your neck
oh to put a cute tboy in a mating press and fuck him so hard his thighs are red and bruised. have him whining and crying from being so stretched out around my knot. to bite and mark up his neck and growl in his ear. have him not able to sit without pain, without being reminded of what i did to him.
damn bighit.. ARE YOU HIRING??? (cr. erule_1204)
I hope you can guess which movie this scene came from 030
Idea by VinsmokeLovers on Twitter 💕💖
En Español ⬇️⬇️
Went to the doctor and they told me I need to get my back blown out nasty style
In a week I’ll have a masters degree…. And now what?
Wtf do you do when your school is over? Like what? Am I supposed to work now? Earn money?
Wasn’t the 5 years of uni just to be a student, get fucking wasted and have fun? I was supposed to get my degree just to brag about it and look pretty :c
Where’s my rich masc/butch wife to take care of me while I pursue art?
Alien gf who lacked strap-ons as a concept on her home world but is now positively obsessed with fucking you against every surface with the one you two picked out together. It’s a bright pink like the scales around her eyes and much more proportional to her otherworldly stature than your own, but she takes great delight in stuffing it all the way inside you <3
yeah i think i deserve to have my own pet tboy to use as a sex slave. i wanna make him walk around naked and collared, ready for me to use 24/7. use him as stress relief when im frustrated, or a pick me up after a long day. bend him over the counter when im bored just to play with his hole and then leave him denied when i get bored. fuck i could go on and on...
THE SPREAD IS FUCKING WILD. 🤘
my favorite seat.😮💨
I need to bruise a pretty little femme and then fuck her for as long as I like.
i want a femme to help me buy an entire new wardrobe, only masculine clothes like i’ve always wanted, take my makeup and skirts for herself and make me a real man. i want her to revel in my creation and utmost devotion and submission to her. she knows what she wants and she wants to make a man out of me
God created perfection and we stuck a H on him and called him a smeghead.
How did I not see this one? STOP WATCHING MY DREAMS! ❤️
Smegtober- Day 4 (Virtual Reality)
TW: Blood/Bodily Harm
He had been made the closest thing he would ever be to human again… The sand on the beach of better than life was rough, coarse in between his fingers as it fell back to the floor with a wet plop. Rimmer grimaced at the noise but reveled in the knowledge he had been the one to make it. He had a physical presence. He was almost flesh.
Looking to his left, his eyes rested on Lister, his gaze fixated on his neck; a soft patch of the same type of flesh Rimmer was once made out of. He wondered how his skin differed, lingering too long and too close for Lister's comfort.
He bared his teeth in an awkward smile. Lister knitted his eyebrows together in confusion as a way of response, facing Rimmer with his whole body as he said something the hologram couldn't quite process. The sound stung. It wordlessly echoed in his skull, his ears buzzing with the reverberated twang of Lister's voice.
Grasping at his shoulders, Rimmer’s Eyes didn't leave his neck as he ran his thumbs across the material of his jacket. He winced at the noise; Polyester was never his favorite. Head sinking down to the shoulder of his bunk mate, Rimmer pulled him into an embrace, clamping onto smooth, human skin with his teeth and drawing blood. Lister shrieked and struggled against his grip. Rimmer did not relent.
He buried his pearly whites deeper into him, groaning at the taste of sweet copper when he withdrew his fangs, tracing the wound with his tongue. Breath shaking, he savored the feeling of warmth, sticky and thick, in his mouth.
Lister kicked, forcing Rimmer back into the sand as he scrambled for the exit, dragging The Cat with him. Blood dripped from Rimmer's lips, staining his teeth and chin. Tears fell from his eyes; They were warm and wet against his simulated skin; exhausted, he let his head fall back into the sand, high on coming so close to humanity, his mind still reeling from the taste of real flesh and blood… as real as he could get.
open collab. pls draw ur schnoopies holding him or just edit him somewhere stupid if youd like
