bunniehrtz

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yes!

Just stalked your blogs to get lore, why are you and mols so phan coded i love it

cause we’re chaotic and gay and people are wondering what the fuck we are? but... i have to know, who is who????

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this is true

i’m like if a sugar mommy was less of a mommy and more of a baby but NOT a sugar baby

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MINE !!!!!!

do you have a fortnite duo? if not do you want one? ;)

oh… about that,, @bunniehrtz somebodies coming for your spot !!!

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Flirting telepathically tonight so if you get nightmares its just me

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i want to get married for 500 years and eat 9 thousand mangoes

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Helo beautiful world . I love ever body. Rise and shine

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sevika inspects your pussy

"no one’s ever just… looked at me like that before."

"mm." sevika exhales smoke through her nose. doesn’t respond. doesn’t need to.

her thumb just presses, low and slow. right above your pubic bone, the thick callus dragging a lazy circle against your skin.

you're already bare. already trembling. your legs open, knees pulled up, thighs twitching with every second of silence.

she hasn't even done anything yet. just has you lying back on her bed, naked, soft under her hands, and watching you like you're a fucking science project she wants to dissect.

or a dessert she plans to take her time with.

“don’t squirm,” she murmurs, without looking up. you freeze. your breath catches.

her gaze is on your pussy now, half-lidded with interest, like she’s inspecting damage. or deciding how to ruin it.

“already wet,” she hums.

your cheeks burn. your thighs instinctively twitch together, but her metal hand is already there, firm and unmoving, keeping you spread with an ease that reminds you just how strong she is.

“mmn—sevika—”

“shhh,” she says, finally glancing up. that crooked smirk tugs at her mouth. “this part ain’t about you talkin’, doll.”

your breath stutters.

and then her fingers are back, so slow. just parting your folds with practiced ease. not even touching your clit. not even trying to get you off. just… looking.

examining.

“pretty,” she mutters under her breath, like she’s talking to herself. “tight little thing, too. fuck. look at her.”

you let out a shaky whine. your body’s hot all over. she's not even fingering you. not licking. not kissing. just spreading you open with her fingers and staring like she's memorizing it.

you feel like a specimen. a painting. a toy.

“she’s twitchin’,” sevika says, almost amused. “needy already?”

your face burns hotter. her fingers move slightly, just enough for her thumb to brush lightly over your entrance, like she’s testing the stretch, feeling how soft it is.

“bet you’d clench so tight around me.”

you gasp.

her eyes flick up, catching the way your stomach jumps, your nipples perk, your breath hitches.

“...that do something to you?” she leans closer. breath fans over your cunt. you shiver.

“me talkin’ about your pussy like i own it?”

your mouth opens. no words. just a sound.

"you like being inspected, huh?" she murmurs, voice lower now. darker. "like bein' spread open and praised for doin' nothin' but lay there and look fuckin’ perfect."

her nose brushes just barely over your inner thigh. you feel it. warm. intimate. almost gentle.

"don’t even need to touch you yet," she adds, voice rough with want. "just wanna learn how you react."

and then, one slow swipe of her tongue, not even your clit, just the underside of your folds. your back arches.

her smirk deepens.

"there she is."

you’re dripping.

she still doesn’t go in. still doesn’t finger you. just rubs two wet fingers together like she’s testing the texture, eyes locked between your legs.

“fuckin’ mess, already,” she mutters, almost proud. “and i haven’t even started.”

you make a sound that’s more plea than moan.

and she just laughs. throaty and dangerous.

“yeah, baby," she says, licking your slick off her fingers. “you’re so fucked.”

part 2

i cantttt shes so hot.

tt: sevikastr4p

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happy fathers day to dykes who like being called daddy

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Everyone talks about Abby's cute ass double chin. Do you wanna know why she has it?

Bulk phase, baby.

Let's get a little nerdy, yeah? Grab your weighted blanket and something fun to drink. I'm about to bless you with some genuine gym rat goodies.

Abby increasing her caloric intake to support muscle fiber growth? Mmm. Yummy hypertrophy.

Before Jackson, she needs to build as much dense, functional muscle as possible. She has an impenetrable goal but she also needs to survive the journey. Can you imagine that? Just her and her squad, traveling hundreds of miles, possibly on foot, in a literal post apocalyptic wasteland. Your girl plans every meal with utilitarian, militant precision the months leading up to it.

She is no doubt snacking on cubes of cheese, boiled eggs, shredded chicken, beans. Spoonfuls of peanut butter if they have it available. She takes that extra scoop of mashed potatoes at supper and you will catch her knocking back honey before a strenuous workout. Maybe popping a piece of the comb into her mouth with sticky fingertips to give her a serious boost.

Before an arduous trek, having that extra energy reserve is everything. It can be the difference between life and death. Limited access to food and sleep on the road means her body fat becomes fuel. Kinda badass when you stop to think about it.

She may end up in something of a cut phase without losing steam but she likely won't be completely fatigued when she needs to perform. If she entered a cut phase (strategic reduction of caloric intake) before Jackson, she'd be wiped by the time they got there.

There's something gritty and powerful about stripping yourself down to nothing more than blood, bone and muscle after working so hard to build it, but for her, being lean wouldn't be the ultimate goal. At least not at this stage of revenge.

She wants to be relentlessly strong. To get there, she needs sustenance. Protein.

It's not just about protecting her muscle mass. Her beautiful, beautiful muscle mass. It's not just about that extra soft layer being armor against the cold, lonely nights.

Bulk means lifting heavy. Real heavy. The whole gym goes ghost quiet when she unracks the bar kinda heavy.

We're talking pull ups with chains around her body. Squats that have her whimpering and shouting through the final rep before hitting failure.

She doesn't have to feel small anymore. She grows her body into something that takes up space and gives her back some semblance of control. It helps her gain ranks in the WLF, defend her loved ones and community, and let's be real, she looks hot as hell doing it.

It helps that some extra bulk can also play a decent role in immune function and recovery. Infection prevention and what have you. Pretty awesome given their circumstances.

So, the next time you swoon over her adorable chin, remember it means she can haul you over her broad, freckled shoulders without missing a damn beat.

God, I love muscle mommies.

I swear you make Abby a snack and she wiggles adorably about it before wolfing it back like she's a starved beast.

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suggestive | vi x f!reader

cw: periods, mention of period sex, pregnancy talk

"ugh, my period's here," you groan, collapsing next to vi on the bed. "my stomach hurts, the cramps are killing me, and i want to die."

"please don't die," vi murmurs sleepily, already pulling you into her embrace. "if you die, then i'll have to die."

you snort, amused. "you don't have to," you tell her, gently stroking her arm. "it's not a necessity."

"i'll die if i damn well please," vi shots back, causing you to giggle. "but let's focus on the important thing; you got your period."

you immediately know where this is going.

"vi," you try, laughter already bubbling up in your chest. "i've told you—"

"the universe is so cruel," vi bemoans, fully awake. "i'm trying to knock up my beautiful, delicious—"

"delicious?" you question.

"—scrumptious wife and yet, here she is," vi continues, sliding a warm hand down to your lower stomach. "empty."

"oh my god," you laugh, trying to escape her hold, but you're firmly drawn back to her chest. "vi! how many times can we have this conversation?"

"i need my strap," vi mumurs to herself, ignoring you for the moment. "need to fuck you hard and fast so it takes this time." she's already getting up from the bed, showing off her naked glory as she goes to where you keep your toys. "universe can't keep me from knocking up my wife."

"you can't biologically do that," you tell her, grinning at the middle finger she gives over her shoulder. "you don't have the equipment."

"and yet i fuck you better than anyone who does," vi says easily, bringing out her harness and one of the biggest dildos you have. the one that, uh, shoots out realistic cum. the sight of it has you clenching your thighs a little.

"this is gonna be so messy," you whine, even as you spread your thighs for vi who approaches with purpose. "gonna have to change the sheets."

vi shushes you, climbing to kneel between your legs before laying on top of you to kiss you. she's wonderfully warm, her mouth hot as she kisses dirty and slick. you moan past her lips, relishing her shivers as you glide your nails against her sides and squeeze at her ass.

"put a baby in me," you whisper, drunk on your need for her and vi moans.

"as if you even have to ask."

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talking to me is just me being like sorry i fell asleep. i wanna take a nap. i am so sleepy .Sorry i took a nap

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Do you still play fortnite?

that is like asking me if i still breathe

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always remember the Final Girl Code:

- do it alone

- do it scared

- do it with a knife in your hand if you have to

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SABRINA CARPENTER via Instagram (June 2, 2025)

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guys im 1 year clean from redbulls 🤗

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