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Me when 😦😦😦 (tw: watermelon juice and spiders)
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Reblogs very much appreciated
If you listen closely you can hear smile hd playing on repeat for 2 hours
i am them. they are me
I have decided to start a chain. Reblog and put your comfort/relatable character (and a reasoning if you desire). And hope people have fun with this! I'll start,
Friends who I am tagging because why not, they may be interested: @bylerr-swift @bumblebeezstuffz
please…I spent so long on the lore…please read my lore… :]
hdjahtejrjdhd I forgor to post the Hyperlaser art I made while on vacation so have this to feed yourself while I struggle with my animation
headcanons and info abt this under the cut :3
okayyy so Phighting x Pokémon crossover has invaded my brain and I started thinking abt what Pokémon each Phighter would have, how it would fit thematically, and how the world around them would change with these new pocket monsters.
first off, I like to think that Pokémon are very heavily influenced by the environment they live in and evolve in. Ex. Pokémon living in Blackrock will get some sort of cold resistant evolution like fluffier coats or thicker skin. their patterns are also influenced by their environment, but to an extent. the Pokémon will keep most base features and colors, but there are typically a lot of variables. think of Pokémon species having genetic diversity inside of their own species like real life Pokémon do. Zebstrika having different stripe patterns, Daschbun differentiating bread and baking types, ghost Pokémon in general taking on different forms, etc.
second off, Phighting Pokémon are definitely treated like they are in the Pokémon universe. some as pets, some as tools, others to dominate the leagues and others just as general help for jobs. Hyperlaser + his Inteleon are the example for this one, read down below.
tbh idk why I thought to do Hyperlaser first, maybe because I already drew Pokémon art with him in it idk
Hyperlaser's wip team:
Liepard
Inteleon
Yamask
1. Liepard is literally just Princess except as a beeg girl, and she was Hyperlaser's first Pokémon. tiny Purrloin approached him and he was like “aw yeah how adorable a kitty cat”.
her patterns and coat as a Liepard were both influenced by Blackrock and Hyperaser himself, Princess' coat becoming thick and fluffy so that she's more comfortable living in Blackrock and the typical oval/petal shaped rings on her coat turning more heart shaped due to Hyperlaser's constant love and affection, we love a good Pokémon owner here fellas!!!
2. Inteleon. Inteleon was given to Hyperlaser as a sort of ‘partner Pokémon’ to work with him and assist in his duties as a sniper. I actually looked through all of the Pokémon with the sniper ability available before choosing Inteleon because overall in both design and themes I feel like Inteleon works the best with Hyperlaser.
Inteleon definitely has more of a snow coat/windbreaker on than the usual tailcoat pattern that normal Inteleon have, but other than that nothing too out of the ordinary. well- for patterns at least. due to evolving inside of Blackrock I like to think that Hyperlaser actually got a sort of ‘Blackrockian Inteleon’ and that his Inteleon developed the ice-typing as well.
3. Yamask. okay so this little fella seems kind of out of place for people that haven't read it's Pokédex entry, but those who have probably understand where I was going with this. Yamask have the face of somebody who was passed away on their mask, and I like to imagine that this Yamask began following Hyperlaser around after the incident which took majority of his horns + face.
Hyperlaser was actively avoiding the Yamask whenever it showed up, but Subspace noticed this and- being the sadistic little prick he is- caught it and forced it onto Hyperlaser's team (context for the drawing that you may or may not have seen long ago).
as for relationship dynamics:
Hyperlaser loves Princess with all of his heart and soul. he is a very very good Pokémon keeper and Princess is his literal pride and joy.
Hyperlaser treats Inteleon like a coworker. he respects the Pokémon and it respects him back and works with him readily on missions. at home Inteleon enjoys cleaning, even though Hyperlaser has said it doesn't need to.
while Hyperlaser is uncomfortable with Yamask around, he makes sure he isn't neglecting it. sure, he doesn't usually mention that it's on his team, but he does ensure that it at least isn't uncomfortable with him.
Princess occasionally feels like Inteleon is her rival when it comes to Hyperlaser's attention, but Inteleon tends to ignore Princess when they're both together. Neither Pokémon like Yamask, but Hyperlaser makes sure that they don't bully it- errr, not on his watch, anyway. Hyperlaser can't leave Yamask alone with either Pokémon.
anywayyyyy thank you for reading to the end!!!! if you saw this have some cookies for the road!!!! 🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪
random but here’s my opinion on gender, don’t want to read it, don't, don’t like it, scroll
I believe that there are two sex’s, male and female, and everyone is born as one, or intersex. Though there are many genders and they are not defined by your sex, any male can be any gender besides male, and females can be any gender besides female
This does not mean once/if someone changes there gender they are still female/male because that’s their sex. No. Changing your gender means you are no longer your born sex, unless you use multiple pronouns (ex. She/they).
Multiple pronouns, many people who have multiple pronouns have a preference, and I believe you should use that preference, unless you just have SUCH a problem with it that you can’t even fathom someone using the other one. This DOES NOT mean that some that uses one set of pronouns, you can say that you prefer to call them a different set, this is not your decision.
learning pronouns, I don’t think you should get pissed off or mad when people ask what your pronouns mean, no one can know something without learning it, and they’re asking that means they at least care to use your desired pronouns. When I came out as non-binary my parents were supportive, but it took them awhile to start using them, at first I would correct, them but they got a little mad when I did that, so I stopped. What I’m taking out from that is, it’s ok to not be used to using neopronouns, but that’s not an excuse to not use them because you don’t want to.
side note, I am not saying my parents used it as an excuse, they just forgot and it was hard for them
!PLEASE READ!
I see a lot of people saying to stop kosa and then giving no info about what kosa is.
So here are some sites to get educated about it- https://www.eff.org/deeplinks/2023/05/kids-online-safety-act-still-huge-danger-our-rights-online
https://www.blumenthal.senate.gov/about/issues/kids-online-safety-act
https://www.washingtonpost.com/technology/2024/02/15/kids-online-safety-act-kosa-senate/
Please lmk if there are any helpful sites that you want me to add :]
Oooooh baby! Finally got my fursona ref sheet done! Super proud about it!
so far a majority of votes said yes, so i finished the drawing
TW: body horror
MLP ART!
RAINBOWDASH & SCOOTALOO!!
(Hope this one gets more notes/likes)
The things that went down back in seventh grade lmaoo
!ATTENTION!
okay so my babies I'm probably gonna close/delete my account cause I see that I'm kinda flop sooo yeah like I can not write really often I don't have requests or any ideas left and also not many followers sooo for me that makes me a flop I would ask for your help buttttt I don't think it'll change anything. Tell me your opinion. Remember to always stay safe and i love you. <333
”It’s a beautiful day outside today… it’s been so long since I’ve seen the surface world… I forgot how lovely nature was…”
Superlunary
This is just a bit of my story and yes it is my Sona and yes I’m reposting this again since I deleted the other one. Thanks to @cypriathus for helping me fix up the writing you should check them out!! I will post this on A03 if your interested!
Sora was on her laptop looking for jobs to work, she was staying with a friend she met while she left home. Sora leaned on the table with her right hand, while her other hand was tapping on the table. She was humming a song that she had stuck in her head. She needed money to start looking for a house and pay back her friend who has been paying for her college tuition. Sora was too busy to even notice that the door opened, hearing it open and close. Stolas, a friend of Sora, entered the living room and saw her distracted. However, his footsteps broke her concentration and Sora turned her head towards his direction to greet Stolas. He went near her to see what she was looking up.
“I heard from a friend at the local club that there is a job at the Freddy Fazbear’s Mega Pizzaplex. Apparently, they’re in need of more people. Imagine eating a lot of pizza and seeing the other animatronics in person. I heard about them before when I was a youngster!” Stolas boomed, with excitement begging Sora to work there.
“I did hear about that from a couple of people before. It’s supposedly fun to go there and that the animatronics look so real, but I’m not so sure. I’m afraid that I might mess up,” Sora calmly said with a sigh, searching up the Pizzaplex to see most of the animatronics and was surprised to see how big it was.
Stolas moved in closer to Sora, moving her hand away from the laptop and looking at the website. He found the help wanted section, and showed Sora of how much she gets paid, her duties, and potential benefits. Stolas turned the chair around grabbing Sora’s shoulder and started to beg.
“I promise it’s going to be super fun and I know you won’t screw up. There is going to be music and a bunch of kids!” Stolas said, shaking her with a smile plastered on his and exploiting her weaknesses.
“Is it worth it? Maybe I should give this job a try. It’s nice to get pizza and listen to music from a job like this,” Sora thought to herself.
Sora rolled her eyes and just clicked the hired sign. She told Stolas to leave her alone, while she put in her information and he left with excitement. Sora started to laugh and put in the information that’s required for this job.
Ah, shoot... Chapter 1
(Abyssal Prince! Ren Zotto & Huang Xin) (Inspired by the art of Vt_Tai and 0YyoyY0 in Twitter/X)
RINNNNGGG
The last period came to an end, quickly making the black-haired male dashing off through the busy hallways, ignoring the people's shouts and protests, grinning from ear to ear.
'Finally free!!' Xin thought, running out of the school building before skidding to a stop when he reached the pedestrian. He fidgets around the straps of his guitar case and adjusts his school bag on his other shoulder while he waits for the pedestrian lights to turn green.
When the lights changed, Xin didn't waste any time and dashed straight into the other side of the road until he heard the sound of a motor coming through, and then the last thing he felt was his body harshly hitting the gritty road.
Xin groaned, trying to look around, only for his body to scream from pain, which made him stop. He closed his eyes; the sounds of the sirens, cars honking, and people muttering and whispering around him made him overwhelmed.
He felt exhausted, aside from the pain he felt around his body. He even felt his hair and forehead getting sticky from the blood dripping down from his head. Xin sighed internally.
'I should've looked who crashed into me right now, but my eyes feel heavy as hell. Who even had the right mind to go when the pedestrian lights turned green?'
'I hope my guitar isn't damaged, though.'
'Soo, is this my fate? I mean, I know I'm suicidal and all, but I prefer doing it by myself, but whatever..'
'I guess this is a goodbye..'
With that thought, Xin smiled and exhaled his last breath, peacefully passing away despite the chaos around him.
'See you in next life... or not'
Sike.
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HEY GUYS, IM BACK WITH ANOTHER PROJECT! I KNOW I HAVE A LOT OF WIPS THAT I LISTED IN HERE BUT THEY'LL BE DONE SOON, i hope..
ANYWAYS, ENJOY THE STORY CUZ THERE WILL BE MORE CHAPTERS WITH THIS ONE, SO QUITE A BIG PROJECT AND I HOPE I WONT DISCONTINUE THIS SINCE THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING A LONG STORY. THAT'S ALL, ENJOY! ^V^
CREDITS TO THE OWNER OF THE ART
"ʜᴇʜᴇʜᴇ…. ᴜʜ ᴏʜ…"
Luca Kaneshiro and Lucubs ____________________________________
Lucubs think its fun to steal and eat their boss' box of cheddar cheese pringles. Only to wish they haven't done that in the first place..
It was the middle of the night, and three mischievous cubs were quietly tiptoeing towards the pantry while looking around the area for any signs of their boss and luckily finding none, and they hope it stays that way. Before we continue, let me introduce the suspects: Lucub #1: The one who planned the whole thing. Lucub #2: The one who’s mischievous but worried at the same time. Lucub #3: 100% worried and scared to be caught but follows (forced) anyway. Back to the story, they have finally reached the pantry. They quickly turned on their headlights and began to open its door together, trying their best from their stubby and squeaky legs and their height that only reached the bottom of the door pantry. “Push..” Lucub #1 grunted, gritting their teeth. After that, they quickly began to climb up on each other’s backs to reach the first shelf. They were already drenching with sweat as they huffed and wheezed from using all of their energy from just pushing the massive door, but they can’t stop now.
The box of the beloved snacks of their boss resides on the very top shelf. Their ongoing adventure of reaching the top continued a bit longer, about an hour to be exact. But thankfully, they successfully made it to the top. Lucub #3 just decided to stay on the ground, still fearing being found out by their boss and falling, but they volunteered as a cushion for the box. Then, Lucub #1 and #2 began to push the box out, slowly inching it closer to the edge, and fell. Lucub #3 successfully cushioned the box, silencing the fall and only letting out a quiet "oof." They wriggled out under the box, careful not to let the box smack the floor as it would create a sound. As for the others, they hastily climb down the shelves, almost meeting death from how hasty they are.
Once their feet touched the ground, they ran towards the box, furiously tearing it open with Lucub #3 in the sidelines, looking out for them. Lucub #1 and #2 were sparkling with joy and grabbed each cylinder for them and began to eat the cheddar cheese chips, occasionally feeding Lucub #3 of their chips. How kind. But their successful moment didn’t last longer, as the sound of the light switch being switched on made Lucub #3 freeze while the other two were oblivious.
Lucub #3 frantically began to pull each of their friends arms, trying to escape together while trying to warn them, but they didn’t heed their words. “Guys, boss is here! We need to go!” Lucub #3 was alarmed, panicking so bad that they might pass out. “You’re just imagining it; no need to fret.” Lucub #1 scoffed, munching on their chips. “Yeah, calm down. We’re safe.” Lucub #2 chimed, giving them a comforting smile. But their words of comfort didn’t help the cup, as their expression turned more terrified and comically passed out as their boss appeared. “Safe, you say?” Luca lowly muttered, glowering down at the 3 cubs menacingly. Lucub #1 and #2 froze, pausing halfway eating their chips, now shaking in fear. Avoiding the male’s glare that sends in their way. “Uh oh…” “I told you so.” Said Lucub #3 weakly. “RUNN!!” And they fled, holding the passed-out Lucub #3 in their arms. “GET BACK HERE!!” “We’re so sorry..” “WE’RE NOT!!” Midnight chaos ensued. _____________________________
Finally, I have finished this...this stayed in my docs for a month but yeah, an early gift for you all. HAVE FUN! I think this is not my best one but oh well
ᴀ ᴘᴇʀɪʟᴏᴜꜱ ɪɴᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ
ᴅʀᴀᴋᴇɴ x ᴇᴍᴍᴀ (ᴛᴋʀ)
___________________________________ Part 1 Part 2 | DNI: BLANK BLOGS AND MATURE BLANK BLOGS. (The mature blogs that I can't block. But the blank blogs with likes and following visible are fine to me.) NOT PROOFREAD
December 4, 2017
When winter arrived, pearly white snow filled the streets of Tokyo. During this season, a rustic coffee shop in Tokyo attracts a few people and tourists for its coffee and desserts and also rumors that a person can travel to the past.
A little frost of winter covered the large window of the Alopsia café, and people wore scarves and coats when entering or exiting the café. The café was lively, with the usual number of customers doubled, mostly old couples and teenagers looking for warmth.
However, along with those groups, there was a man in his late twenties, whose features were hidden with a bucket hat, scrolling mindlessly in his phone while occasionally looking at the entrance door when hearing the bell ring when new customers came in but looked back to his phone again when he didn’t find the one he looked for and today was the fourth day in a row he had visited the café.
Each day, he would arrive as the café opened, sometimes at noon. It would be a guess that something was suspicious about him, but the workers and regulars paid no mind to it, assuming he was waiting for someone or just staying in the café for warmth. Soon, when late afternoon came, he stood up in his seat, sighing as he walked towards the register, deciding to pay for his coffee.
And as he was about to pay, Shou, a part-time worker, exclaimed suddenly in astonishment.
“Oh? Mr. Mitsuya!?“
Surprised at the mention of his name, he looked up and saw the waiter behind the cash register.
“Ah, you know me?“
“Yes, why wouldn’t I? You’re quite famous for being a fashion designer in Tokyo after all and a friend of the famous motorist, Draken!”
He spoke enthusiastically, almost rambling as he beamed brightly, making the latter amused and a bit forlorn. As he realized what he had done, he stopped and blushed red from embarrassment and mumbled.
“Are you about to pay, sir?“
“Ah, yes.”
Mitsuya then brought up his wallet and brought out the amount that he needed, which Shou accepted gratefully, placing them at the register, and before Mitsuya was about to leave, he suddenly requested, bringing out a business card from his pocket.
“If Draken comes here, call me.”
Shou might have asked why but restrained himself and nodded, accepting the business card before waving at the latter a goodbye.
“Thank you and come back again!”
As the lilac-haired man faded from view, he examined the business card, tracing the intricate designs before looking at the phone number, nodding, and stuffing it in his back pocket before returning to his work of serving customers, oblivious of a disaster slowly rising.
________________________________________ Later Evening ________________________________________
It was about their closing time as the last customer already left the shop earlier, when a man wearing a black-and-white pattern shirt suddenly opened the door in a hurry. The bell above the door rang loudly, and the workers almost jumped out of fright except for the owner of the shop, Toru, as if already expecting him to visit the shop.
“I’m not late, am I?” He spoke, wheezing slightly from exhaustion, noting he was running to reach here.
“You’re just in time before the shop closes, sir…” Toru spoke, faltering as he didn’t know the latter’s name, and the blonde was about to introduce himself, but Shou butted in.
“--Ryuguji!” Shou exclaimed as he suddenly popped out behind the owner, smiling brightly. Toru nodded and made Draken flustered from the mention of his name, clearly forgetting he’s Japan’s famous motorist.
“So, what can I do for you, sir?” Toru inquired, looking at the blond as he ushered the black-haired male out of the way to reach the register, ready to take the blond’s order.
“I want to go back in time…” He spoke, his voice now sounding calm and steady as he regained his breath.
Toru got silent, contemplating for a while before nodding and beginning to walk at the back of the café with Shou, not before instructing the latter to sit at the vacant chairs, to which he complied, sitting at a chair stool that was facing outside beside the entrance door. Now he’s all by himself until he sees a man sitting at a chair in the left corner in his 30s with spiky, jet-black hair and jade green eyes, wearing a colored cream sweater with a pair of black pants and shoes, gazing outside the shop with a refilled black coffee in front of him, calmly steaming.
He looked at the man (or a ghost) curiously until the man’s narrow jade green eyes looked back at him as well as he felt the stare, which made the blond swiftly look away as he got caught. Toru then returned with Shou following behind him, holding a fancy teapot and a cup, and that’s when the man with sharp jade green eyes suddenly stood up, walking towards the comfort room, not before nodding at the two workers as he passed them, which caused a red hue to erupt at the part-time worker’s cheeks and smiled back as a greeting to the strikingly tall male before he vanished into the comfort room, which went unnoticed by the blond and the owner.
As the man leaves, Draken is quickly ushered to the seat that was occupied by the man earlier, as Shou places the cup in front of him at the same time. Then, Toru asked the blond.
“Do you know the rules, Draken-san?”
The blond nodded his head, which made the owner hum, and before he told Shou to pour the coffee. Shou suddenly yelled in panic.
“Oh, I forgot to message him that Draken-san is here!”
He immediately began to fish out his phone and the card from his pocket in one hand and, as Draken realized what he meant, immediately grabbed the black-haired male’s hand to stop him from grabbing his phone.
“No, don’t call him.” He said, sounding stern.
The black-haired male was perplexed as well as the coffee shop owner and about to ask why, but Draken just shook his head, which Shou reluctantly nodded, respecting the latter’s wishes. The blond immediately let go of the other’s hand. Then, Toru spoke and commanded the young adult to pour the cup of coffee now, which he nodded.
“Then, we may begin. You may start now, Shou.”
As Shou finished pouring the cup, Draken took a sip from his coffee and his surroundings slowly shifted into the past, but still inside the shop. The shop was basking in the warm sunlight of the summer afternoon as the sun steadily went down at the horizon, instead of the cold winter season frosting the shop’s large glass window, which shows the city with white, freezing snow. He looked around and saw the owner, Toru, watching him - ever since he appeared - he nodded his head in greeting and Toru gave one back as well.
Then, the bell above the entrance door of the shop rang, which snapped the blond’s attention away from the owner to look at the door and see her. Emma’s cheery smile greeted the entire shop until she faced him and even smiled brighter, exclaiming happily as if she was oblivious that he was the future of himself.
“Oh, Draken!”
“Emma…” He whispered, his voice almost cracking as tears suddenly pricked his eyes. I’m happy to see you again. Even if it’s just a fleeting moment. But that’s okay 'cause I’ll be with you as well.
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Inspired from a novel called Before the Coffee gets Cold by Toshikazu Kawaguchi
This has been rotting in my drafts ahaha. 0v0'
Ok KO Humanized Robots Redesigned
Redesigned them because I didn’t like their canon AU versions (not even Shannon’s,,, I know a lot of people did, I just don’t.). Personally, I feel like they look more accurate to their regular robot designs.
Funny thing, my sister helped me with a lot of Raymond’s design :)
Also, I might do the other three robots. They don’t have a canon design, so I might make some myself.
⏤ divine ࣪ ⤹
you and your boyfriend have been fucking like rabbits lately, and it seems tonight fares no different.
꒰ kim seungmin + fem!reader ⏤ 0.7k words ꒱ oneshot
༄ content info & warnings !! established relationship. nsfw; smut ⋆ swearing. explicit sexual content [unprotected sex (don’t!); creampie; seungmin fucks rough]. aforementioned multiple rounds. think that’s bout it?
✉️𓂃 ࣪˖ i hate that this is so short but seungmin has been plaguingggg me so i just had to get smth out >< feedback is always appreciated!
Fuck, it’s hot.
You’re currently sprawled on your back beneath Seungmin, both of you panting and bare. His hips roll smoothly against yours, a sensation that completely opposes the way he’s harshly fucking you into the sheets, shifting you up the bed with every thrust. Humiliating noise after noise gets pushed out of your chest as his pace begins to grow faster, rougher.
You can hardly move your legs at this point. The two of you’d already gone two rounds before this: once on the couch, once in the shower, and now on the bed. If your brain hadn’t been screwed out long before the second round, you would’ve had half the mind to realize you’ve been fucking like rabbits lately. All you can focus on now, though, is trying your best not to claw his back into ribbons.
“Ah, you’re still s-so tight around me— fuck, baby, feels divine,” he grunts, his voice low and slightly deterred by his heaving breaths. You can only whine in response, arching your hips up in a desperate search for more friction against your clit.
“Min, harder,” you brokenly beg, and who is he but to acquiesce to the woman he loves?
Miraculously, he manages to pound into you even rougher than before, and the increased pace makes his cock feel so deep that you’re dazedly wondering if Seungmin is reaching your ribcage from within.
He pauses to shuffle a bit, allowing you to momentarily regain some coherency as he adjusts to prevent a cramp in his leg, before promptly picking up where he left off. The new angle digs right into that sweet, soft spot tucked away in your walls and it sends stars blooming in your vision as you wail at the onslaught of pleasure.
Seungmin notices the change in pitch of your cries and smirks devilishly, sweat dripping down his temples and trailing over his clenched jawline. “Feelin’ good, doll?” He drawls, punctuating the petname with a slap to one of your breasts. You jolt at the pain that stings oh-so-deliciously and he grunts at how tight you clench around him.
“Fuck, you’re squeezing me so damn tight—” His thrusts begin to grow erratic, and the once concentrated rhythm of his thighs slapping against the back of your own loses its tempo. His legs begin to shake as his orgasm nears, lower stomach wildly spasming and contracting as he chases his high.
Your eyes are too watery to see how flushed his bare chest is from the exertion, leaving you to only claw at the sheets while tears begin to trickle down your face. He brings a shaky thumb to your clit and you positively wail, thrashing beneath him at the overwhelming stimulation.
“This cock so good it’s got you all dumb and s-stupid, huh?” When you clench and nod harshly in agreement, too gone for words, he whines and falls forward to bury his face in your neck as his hips buck wildly and stutter. “Shit, fuck, coming baby- coming—!”
His thumb is relentless on your sensitive nub, even throughout his dizzying release, and your mind fully blanks out when you come just as you feel his hot seed spill into your constricting walls. He gasps as your orgasm rips through your body, tightly locking every limb while he coaxes you through your peak with gentle thrusts despite the overstimulation it brings.
When you finally flutter down from the high, you realize Seungmin is still inside of you despite having gone soft. He’s peppering light kisses into your neck, murmuring quiet praise as the two of you bask in the afterglow, catching your breaths. You try to wrap your sweaty arms around his neck, but it seems your limbs have gone to goo and they disgracefully flop back to your sides.
“You back with me?” Seungmin hums into your skin, lips pausing from their delicate ministrations as he settles to lay atop you. You grunt at the added weight, poking at his side with a shaky hand. “Yeah, now get off me,” you sniff with playful disdain, wiggling in protest beneath him. “You reek and we need to clean up.”
He pulls back to prop himself up, veiny forearms bulging on either side of your head as he cocks the brow with a slit at you. “Clean up?” He muses, a wicked grin sprawling over his features. Oh, no.
You feel him twitch within you and you swallow; his refractory period is definitely not one to scoff at. His cock twitches within once more as you poorly suppress a whimper, and it begins to properly chub up when you start to squirm. He chuckles and takes hold of your chin, enforcing eye contact that sizzles with tension.
“We’re just getting started, baby.”
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hi doai tumblr drops this
[ SONG- Finders Keepers by RIProducer ]
(sorry if it's not that good i only spent like 3 hours on it and near the end it was like 4am so mb)
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