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I MOVED BLOGS!!!!! PLS FOLLOW ME HERE I'LL BE REPLYING TO THREADS THERE HEHE <3

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I MOVED BLOGS!!!!! PLS FOLLOW ME HERE I'LL BE REPLYING TO THREADS THERE HEHE <3

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I MOVED BLOGS!!!!! PLS FOLLOW ME HERE I'LL BE REPLYING TO THREADS THERE HEHE <3

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I MOVED BLOGS!!!!! PLS FOLLOW ME HERE I'LL BE REPLYING TO THREADS THERE HEHE <3

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I MOVED BLOGS!!!!! PLS FOLLOW ME HERE I'LL BE REPLYING TO THREADS THERE HEHE <3

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so im finally here ... but i think i'm going to change blogs. i'm tired of my tags not working .

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i can’t lie i really want a j.oe k.eery and j.oe q.uinn ship . LMFDBSHCJD

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sorry guys lately i’ve been feeling very unmotivated to do pretty much anything. i miss writing though and will hopefully be back soon

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"you think i'm gonna want space from you when you're the entire reason i'd be doing this? absolutely not." in all honesty, being with lenny helped her find herself again, anyway. he brought out sides of her that were buried, and sides that she didn't knew existed. whenever she were with him, it was different. way different than the feeling of being someone's trophy wife. a soft smile adorned her features as he kissed her hand, a familiar sense of safety and reassurance making her heart bloom. it was a feeling long lost since being with scott; she wasn't entirely sure it was ever there, anyway. not the way it was with lennon. her first genuine laugh of the night came with his words, free hand rubbing her forehead at the thought of dramatics when she finally spilled the beans. "god, the amount of testosterone would probably make the room explode. i definitely need to be the one." not that she'd complain. weirdly enough, the thought of lenny's smug attitude appearing filled her with a sense of pride. "you're far from mediocre, babe. in more ways than one."

change wasn't easy for everyone, and lenny knew that. he was asking a lot of her, asking her to upend her whole life for him, but it wasn't entirely selfish, either. breaking up with the frontman would benefit him, but it would also be good for her to be with someone who truly cherished her, looked to her as a goddess, and not just a safe bet he could fall back on whenever he returned from tour. "that's ok... you can figure it out. and we don't have to jump straight into being boyfriend and girlfriend, or whatever. i can give you space if you need it, but i think you owe it to yourself to find yourself. you're more than just scott's girlfriend." so, so much more, and lenny had always seen that. for years, he'd seen billie as her own person; an intelligent, compassionate, funny, fascinating person, and one that didn't deserve to be in anyone's shadow. if he could at least help be a stepping stone on her journey to self discovery, it would make all the years of pining worth it. squeezing her hand reassuringly, he brought it up to his lips and placed a kiss to the back of it. "that's an idea, yeah," he couldn't help but chuckle at her shift to lightheartedness. "you could show up to rehearsal in one of those 'bassists do it deeper' t-shirts, that'd really get him going. god, i'd love to be the one to tell him his fiancee's been getting railed by the guy he called mediocre, but it should come from you..."

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the words coming from esme's mouth made her flush. it wasn't like she never thought about it; she yearned for someone to take care of her, to love her in every way she wanted. for a while, she harbored jealousy over the fact that esme was stunning, so much more than she was, and that she'd got all the attention. one could push the feelings even further, the jealousy stemming from the attention esme gave back to others, but she'd never explore that further. "don't know ... i'm not like you, es. it doesn't matter anyway." she was always someone who played down their feelings, pushing them away to distract herself with other things -- now helping clean up esme's mess. she didn't mind. "i guess i'll take that as a compliment?" she grabbed the shampoo from esme's hands, eyes glancing over esme's body as she lathered some in her own hands. it'd been easy to convince herself that she only envied esme's body, one seemingly much more curvy than her own. so she let her eyes wander, not at all in a sexual manner in her mind. she runs her hands through esme's long, dark hair, scrubbing at her scalp lightly. "i am not obsessed with you, you bitch! i could say the same about you, you're at my house like ... every night!"

for most of her life, esme had salem right by her side, to the point where she couldn't imagine a life without her. they just fit together, they were inseparable. even as they'd changed and grown from little girls into the women they are now, nothing had ever managed to tear them apart, and now nothing would. they didn't always see eye to eye, and things between them hadn't always been sunshine and rainbows, but it was a partnership esme wouldn't ever think to abandon. "but i want to! you deserve someone to take care of you, salem. i'm honestly shocked no one's wifed you up yet..." somehow she'd never seemed to have as much luck as esme in the romance department— well, esme's history couldn't exactly be considered lucky, but she'd always been the one getting attention from every boy, while salem remained in the background, despite the myriad of positive attributes she had that esme lacked. "it's not gross, no... it smells good! like a natural perfume. you couldn't mask it if you tried." it wasn't at all strange for her to see her friend completely bare like this, or to engage in subtle intimacy like washing each other's hair, so she thought nothing of the request, instead handing off the shampoo and turning around so she could have better access. "you're so obsessed with me, i swear. what's next, you gonna ask to braid it?"

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the view he had of her would forever be ingrained into his mind. her being so sensitive, grabbing at everything she could to somehow ground herself. he still couldn't believe he got to see her like this again. his cock was throbbing inside of her, begging for release, but all he cared about was watching her. his own breath was heavy, a free hand snaking down, fingers toying at her clit in the way that she'd like. he needed to feel her let go around his cock. "don't want you to last. come on, jules. cum all over me."

she knew it wasn't going to take much for her to cum, being reunited with sebastian, his cock hitting her in all of the right places, she was in pure fucking ecstasy. hands reach up to grip up at the bed frame, needing to grab onto something and it allowed her to thrust her hips up even easier. "fuck sebastian." her breathing was quivering, one hand curling against his scalp, "i.love.you.too." though she was barely able to get it out in between thrusts, words were not coherent but she didn't care. instead of answering his question, she merely moans and gives a nod of her head. he knew all of her spots. he had always been well versed in knowing her body. "baby." juliet moaned out and pleaded all at the same time, "i'm fucking close. i'm not gonna last..."

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ROSE MCGOWAN Scream, 1996

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Karen & Camila take London 🥂 #daisyjonesandthesix

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✧ The Making of JENNA ORTEGA’s Met Gala Dress | Vogue (2023)

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"no one else?" there was a fake coo in her tone, black rimmed blue eyes staring into delilah's. "that's a shame, baby. i guess i'll just have to keep you to myself, if that's the case."

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"Please, make me feel good. No one else can like you."

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"the thrill of possibly being publicly humiliated turns me on, you're right." maybe she'd been too eager about teasing him in public, but she knew the consequences of her actions. she wanted them, really. "or maybe it's the thought of someone potentially watching from the sidelines. either way, i'm not stopping you from doing what you want with me."

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"We both know how much you're going to enjoy this."

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"you asked for it, you know. i told you what i was about from the start. but i like the sound of me being your corrupter." it did give her a twisted sense of pride mixed with what felt like a pang of possessiveness, being the one to open up jude's eyes to the world she lived in. truthfully, it started out as a necessity for her; stealing, robbing -- doing elaborate heists. but she slowly became addicted to the adrenaline, the fear and excitement that came along with it. kissing jude was somehow similar, her heart rate picking up as he held her close, the feeling taking her off guard immediately. maybe it would be the start of something even more dangerous for her than the life she'd already led for herself, but she lost herself in it easily. her eyes rolled playfully at his reaction, though refusing to untangle herself from him just yet. "yes, jude. i liked it." his need for reassurance should piss her off, and sometimes it did, but how could she be cruel when he was looking at her like that? "how about you, big boy? was it everything you dreamed of?"

jude had never been much of a leader, always preferring to let someone else take the reins and follow along obediently, and that's why his partnership with eden works. "you're a bad influence, is what you are... corrupting my poor, innocent soul." just for this brief moment of tenderness, he knew it'd make all of the criticism and ridicule he'd endured at her hands worth it. of course, after knowing how good it felt to be romantic with her, he'd never want to go back to how they were before, but something in him was confident he could make this more than a one time thing. the moment their lips met, jude held her tighter, fingers tangling in her hair and keeping her pressed to him as she deepened the kiss. he happily accepted her tongue venturing into his mouth, brushing his against hers, completely swept up in the revelry of the moment. it was only when she pulled back that he snapped back to reality, blinking a few times to clear his head and letting out an incredulous chuckle. "yeah, that was... not a trap. not at all." there was little more he could say in the moment, still coming down from the rush of adrenaline the kiss had given him. "so... was it good for you? you liked it?"