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[fangswbenefits]

but sweet girl needs to see Miguel jerk off.

They’re both in bed heavy panting, after a heated make-out session. Miguel as always rocking a raging boner. He wants to get up, take care of his problem in the bathroom, but sweet girl stops him. She wants to see his cock, she’s never seen one in real life before (only in her science book, but that doesn’t count).

"I just want to get accustomed with seeing it. So when the time comes, i don’t get anxious.” she sheepishly confesses with her eyes squeezed shut.

So that’s how Miguel finds himself with his back pressed against the headboard of his bed, grey sweatpants pulled down his thick thighs, the bottom of his t-shirt between his teeth. Sweet girl gingerly watching from beside him, as he works his shaft.

As if she were in a trance she reaches out, curious fingers ghosting over his length before her thumb rubs over his tip. Miguel is gone (obviously) cumming all over his abs.

But the cherry on the cake is, when she scoops up a bit of his cum and rubbing it between her fingers, spreading her digits to watch it pull strings before bringing them to her mouth to get a taste.

What can she say, she has the heart of a scientist after all.

This is filthy, I’m sorry

WHAT THE HELL

[shufaya]

When I first started dressing modestly, I would ask myself “Can I pray in this?” with every fit.

A year later and I can’t even recognize the person I used to be. That question was the game changer.

[deunmiu-dessie]

you’re a writing machine, i swear!! i found your blog yesterday and i came back for more, because gosh! your account is adorable and your monster stories have opened an entire new world to me!

i hope you’ve been having a wonderful week and i only hope it gets even better!! make sure to drink plenty water and eat yummy, yummy food; you deserve it 💐🫷🏻

♡♡𝆬 oxkikixo rahhhh ilysm, m'happy i could get u into monster stuff 😼--- 's my only goal in life. but! my week has become even better with ur message rehehehehe ( i hope ur week goes smoothly, lovie ), and don't worry, i filled up bobra ( my tumbler ) just a couple of minutes ago fufufu 😌 +++ i'll make sure to eat well too, chimichanga here i come 😋 ( 🤲🏾💐) ૮₍´˶• . • ⑅ ₎ა ₊˚⊹♡🫧— 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑒

[botanikos]

😍 ; Is there anyone who inspires you or that you look up to?

Munday Meme Part 1 ☆

Buckle up. This might be a long one.

14 years strong; we first met within the rp community for an entirely different fandom. We were at very different points in our lives, in our identities, in our journeys. But never have I felt such an incredible and genuine connection to people before.

My friends, my soul mates, Dae & Dahlia inspire me every day to be a better version of myself, a better creator, and they reignited my passion for writing/role play once more.

I think these last couple of years have been hard on us. I won't go into details, but our spark was dimming, and we've been grappling for things to keep us afloat. I don't know how it happened, but suddenly. . . We threw caution aside and decided to jump back into role-playing. You see, we support each other like a chair needs legs. We are each a pillar making up a greater structure. Can we still stand on our own? Sure. But together, we are stronger.

Whenever I have doubted my abilities or wished to have someone read over something, they have always been there for me. Truth be told, I admire them greatly. Both Dae and Dahlia take such great care in their wordsmithing, and they craft such unique storylines and characters with individuality that I am excited to meet each and every one!

They inspire me to be authentic, to have fun, to take pride in achievements/creations (we are still working on this, oops), and to keep going. They've been with me even when I have no idea where we are going. I couldn't imagine my life without them.

Also I am inspired by the author S.T. Gibson's writing.

[kodaswrld]

Can you do some Tropical Rouge! Pretty Cure dividers/decor?

𓏲 ࣪ ₊⋆ ♡𓂃 ʚ !credit me if you use! ɞ ⋆ ⁺ ₊⋆｡ﾟ☁︎ ｡⋆ ｡ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡

[sd-vtm]

Guessing that robussy needs a screwing, huh?

“��Ugh, way to make it sound so weird…And the hell is a robussy..?!”

[midnightxmission]

Crowds no longer bothered her. They never really had - when had she not been surrounded by people? (well, briefly there had been only her and— well, Eric, but that was done. dusted)

All the same, the crowds at events such as this could be dangerous. Predators. Sly ones; sneaky and underhanded. Marlene couldn’t pretend she was never the same, but her conscience made her dislike that fact whilst the people around her revelled in it. Such was the life of the cities ‘finest’ and ‘most glamorous’. A crowd like this could sense weakness, and would destroy someone by word of mouth in no time at all. Gossip was deadly when your trade was reputation.

Not that Marlene had much of a reputation.

Probably for the best.

But when his hand touched her back and slid round to her hip, the slight sensation of being overwhelmed vanished. It was replaced by the urge to have fun. That’s what a safety net did for a person. It perhaps wasn’t fair to have them as that net, but it was how she felt. Mostly. At least when she was somewhere like this.

Their fancy clothes were their armour and it worked just fine here. This night was THEIRS now, the minute @silverjetsystm touched her back and moved through the crowd with her. She enjoyed these moments.

“It’s almost like that was a grand entrance,” she remarked, not quite under her breath but almost. Her smile had a hint of a smirk to it, a playful underbite. Marlene glanced to him, brushing a lock of hair away from her face - it had fallen from her up do but again, when he was next to her like this she didn’t care. Truthfully, the entrance wasn’t grand, but the desire to tease was there. They were a dramatic bunch. Loving a touch of flair. Their entrance was late though. It meant less time being polite at the start of a night. “So, that means you’re likely here for someone in particular. Or perhaps that you’ve already scanned the room and there’s no one you want to talk to at all. Not even for forms sake.”

“I hope it’s the latter. I was hoping to take up a lot of your time tonight, Steven.” Sweet and bright. Times like this she felt things were right. She could forget about what issues there were. Time to have FUN. Tonight would be a good night.

prompts for comfortable intimacy! meme. accepting

[ guide ] sender places a hand on receiver's hip and guides them through a crowded room (Steven, throwback? O:)

[ivystoryweaver]

Congrats on the milestone!!! 🫶🫶🫶

Ooohhhh, could you maybe write a little ficlet for the “more non-verbal than verbal communication” scenario with Marc, please?

Thank you for your congrats and support bb!

Here you go! This one was fun!

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[fangswbenefits]

Lyla secretly giving other spider people “The Look 😏” when Miguel and Sweet Girl walk out of his office after a very secret, top secret, do NOT disturb meeting. They are slightly disheveled and Acting Natural.

Sweet Girl has a rather obvious lovebite mark on her neck and of course, someone just had to ask what caused it.

“Anomaly,” she answers quickly, hand flying up to cover the mark.

“Big one,” Lyla adds, filing her nails. “6’9 I heard. And rather fond of empanadas-“

Meanwhile Miguel is trying to unsuccessfully grab at her while she flits around smugly.

OMG I LOVE THIS 🥺

[orangeshinigami]

y'all i wanna quit my job so bad

[deunmiu-dessie]

hello, dessa! i'd like to ask: do you plan on continuing your latest alien story? i really really really really loved it, i hope you do continue it!

your writing is divine and you're so sweet! have a lovely rest of your week! ♡

- lilly

♡♡𝆬 hi lilly! actually dove i do! it's a story that i was working on for wattpad before my account was deleted-- i took a pause on it because most of the chapters weren't saved when it happened, so it's a bit hard to get back into the groove with it, but i'll of course continue it! thank you for the sweet words babe 🥺 i hope your week is beautiful! ( fun fact : in the updated version i had on wattpad, jess was actually deaf in the story and they were trapped inside their house trying to survive until nim'xen came. ) ૮₍´˶• . • ⑅ ₎ა ₊˚⊹♡🫧— 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑒

[botanikos]

since its munday can we see the mun? maybe with the stolas wig too? :D

Akwkeekskaj. But my face is gross lately 😭 I'm GOING THROUGH IT. I make no promises, BUT I will consider a wig test... and I'm definitely wearing makeup if you're getting a picture. ♡ I'll post if it's going to happen once I'm home.

[newdleboy]

@pompedia asked: SLAMS IN HERE,,, “if they had a kid” meme w/ MK & Maribug….. || if they had a kid

Name: Jiayi ( pronounced: CHYA-EE ) meaning lucky one

Gender: female

General appearance: long, curly hair that looks black with a blue tone to it, bright blue eyes, a small scar on the right side of her face from falling off her skateboard, tanned skin! she has two piercings on her left ear, and one on the right. usually wears her hair half up-half down, typically wears two buns and has face framing bangs. wears a black choker.

Personality: very outgoing and social! she always has something going on. typically pretty polite, but definitely has her moments of attitude. easily distracted, but manages to stay pretty organized. skateboards ALOT, and she takes very good care of her hair! she's very graceful and active!

Special talents: she can draw, usually uses that talent to design new hairstyles for herself and her friends.

Who they like better: Marinette

Who they take after more: MK

Personal headcanon: jiayi really enjoys the rock 'n roll aesthetic, probably from listening to jagged stone albums her whole life

Face Claim:

[sd-vtm]

Bet V wants to ride N till he cries

“….N-No comment..”

[midnightxmission]

It felt good to be surrounded by so many old tomes. There were centuries worth of lives and lies and loves all around her. Books that could transport her. Usually not physically, but it did appear the museum had accidentally stumbled upon and acquired a stack of books that did not merely claim to have mystical but actually did.

Always good to have a chance to work with the Miss Maximoff.

She felt her by her side, smiling in appreciation and maybe with some humour as @writteninscarlet reached past her to grab the book she was aiming for on the shelf. Marlene wasn’t small. But those heels the woman was wearing did help. …her old trainers were comfy but maybe she could move money around to purchase a pair of shoes that would be so useful.

Taking the book with a smile, she remarked, “Exactly what I have you here for, Wanda. Grabbing things from high shelves. I hope the museum is paying you handsomely for such services.” A flash of a grin, then she turned and moved back to the table. Papyrus scripts scattered around, books open and closed, her glasses somewhere in the rubble, a couple of coffee cups that were almost full and cold now.

“I really do appreciate the help though. Can’t imagine what would have happened if someone read from these things. Or unleashed something.” She sighed, scrambling for the glasses and giving up. It was fine. “I’ve seen the ‘Night at the Museum’ movies with Di often enough, but don’t really think it would be as fun in real life. You know?”

actions speak louder than words. meme. accepting

[hcmxra]

@akcboshi: “ falling “ - Nikko and Zenitsu

falling

Helpless.

He's never felt so helpless.

The poison in his veins kept him from being able to move his body no matter how he screamed at it in his mind. No matter how much he begged, pleaded, or prayed- the best he could do was a twitch here and there, or a yell to try to keep Nikko fighting.

It was a rough battle, and all he could do was watch. Except this time, it was not by choice.

It felt like this night went on forever and just never ended. Yet at the same time, daybreak came so suddenly. Just like that- the demon who had been fighting all night to try to kill his own flesh and blood ran away into the cover of the forest. Leaving Nikko to scream insults and sob profanities about how much of a coward Hanzo was between gasps of air.

The second; the very second he could move, Zenitsu was up and rushing to the spider breather's side. His body felt heavy, but with every movement and every ray of sunlight it was starting to fade.

"Nikko-!! NiiIIKKOOO-!!"

They can't breathe.

Arms wrapped around them, keeping them from falling over as he gathered them up into his arms. Worry was near permanently etched onto his face, putting pressure on their injuries.

"Hey.. Hey- breathe, b-breathe, okay? I-It's-- He-- He's gone, it's.. It's over, okay?"