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whyyyyyy is like everyone here they/them NB im not transphobic i swear i just miss WOMEN ð©
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Lol there's literally a ton of women??? Like 75% of Wellcheers Club is girls.
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OUT OF MY WAY GAYBOYS IM BOUT TO GET IT
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WHY AM I ON A BOAT
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For the last time, there is no such thing as an "inferior" or "unimportant" abnormality. There is beauty where your foolish minds cannot seek it. What's most important can't be seen by the eye.
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the mushroom chunk wont fuck you bro!!!
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Hey guys just a friendly reminder to always trigger tag pictures of your abnormalities!!! You dont know if a low level agent could see em or if you could just end up hurting someone so please be mindful!!!!
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you literally have bloodbath as your pfp.....
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And I recommend you fall into it!!!! ð¥°ð¥°ð¥°
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This site is free. But god do we pay for it.
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My brother in Blue Star they are BOXES
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why r u named ASS-IYAH if u don wanna fuck the ASIYAH sephirot...
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you can't make anything from "briah"
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You can make "Brian!"
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no one is named brian
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Hi. - brian
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go make your own post -> -> ->
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What do you think happens if you drink a bottle of enkephalin and then a can of wellcheers and then forbidden tree sap and then get stroked by porccubus ð€ðð€¯
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bad news guys they transfered me to Safety for this post ðð€ðµâð«
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What happens if you make a playlist of fragment of the universe, silent orchestra, theresia, and singing machine? ð¥µðð³
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I don't need sleep I need answers
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PSA
If you see something that looks like THIS
Do NOT go near it!!!
That is NOT a flower that can KILL you!!!
REBLOG TO SPREAD THE WORD
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Nah that's just a flower ð¥°
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You can't be this wilfully ignorant when peoples LIVES are at stake that is Meat Lanterns BREACHING FORM!!!!
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Actually I work for Information Team and thats just a pretty flower!
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STOP REBLOGGING THIS POST YOU LITERALLY FUCKING HAVE BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS
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Nah all i have on my hands is the pretty smell of a flower :))
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Hey Lae what do you think this is
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Flour ð¥°ðžðºð·
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Is this like??? L corps version of the 'sharks are smooth' joke???
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Dreaming Current? hes a smooth boi!
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Im goi ng to thro w myself into the blue Star
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Not right now Melting Love I'm sending death threats.
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Late Night Brew - Zuko x Reader ð
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Jesus, yall are FREAKS for zuko
Summary: After Iroh opens the Jasmine Dragon, he hires a new worker -- a pretty girl, one around Zuko's age. While Iroh is taking a trip to the market for more supplies after work, desperation unfolds.
Trigger Warning: NSFW, Soft Sex, Cussing, Semi-public Sex, Body Worship, and Zuko acting like an awkward turtle duck.
Micheal, I know ur reading this
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Zuko didn't like the new waitress.
She didn't do anything in particular to get on his bad side, he just couldn't stand her.
He hated how she looked in her apron, how the skirt she wore rode up a little too high on her thighs.
He hated how her hip popped when she was standing still while taking orders.
He hated all her curves, her moles, and her messy hair; how it all made her so beautiful.
And he especially hated that at night, when he laid in bed in that cold apartment, how he couldn't get her face out of his mind. How the image of her body echoed in his head while he reached his hands into his pants.
He wanted her gone.
"Lee, could you help me with the tables?"
Zuko wiped the counters of the bar, groaning at the sound of her voice. He turned around, only to see her back to him.
He watched as her arm worked on a stained table, trying to get a mark from condensation out.
"Can't you just do it yourself?"
He grumbled, shaking his head and turning back around. It's not like he had much to do -- he just didn't want to work so close to her.
"I've got one table left and my shift ends in two minutes. I'd rather not work unpaid overtime."
He heard her say. Even with Zuko's rude attitude, she still had a soft tone with him; she spoke to him like he was a fussy toddler.
Which he sort of was.
Zuko grumbled a few curses under his breath, grabbing the hand towel he was just using to walk over to one of the tables.
He looked at (Y/N), looking at her thighs and her hips. His face flushing red, turning and brushing back his short black hair.
The table he had to clean wasn't the dirtiest. It had a single cup on it, and a few spills here and there. He wanted to get away as soon as possible, so he could just go home and relax.
Well, his version of relaxing.
He palmed his growing erection through his pants, trying to subside it for at least the remaining two minutes.
"Thank you, Lee."
Zuko heard the smile from her voice, face growing red at her kindness. Even if it wasn't his real name, he felt giddy at the way she said Lee.
All he did was nod, grabbing the cup and wiping off the tea from the table. He marched to the sink in the back room. Zuko grabbed the sponge that sat on the wooden counter, already full with soap. He began to scrub, getting the smell of Jasmine tea out from the cup -- even if it was his favorite.
As he did so, (Y/N)'s soft footsteps were sounded from behind him. He let out an exasperated groan, not wanting to stand next to her.
(Y/N) walked up quiet, placing three cups in the sink. One stayed in her hand, grabbing the other. sponge and pouring some soap in the glass.
There was an awkward silence between the two -- at least on his end.
As she was cleaning, her elbow bumped into his side. He didn't say anything, just kept cleaning the cup. The second time though, it started to bother him. And when the third time hit, he was set off.
"Can you stop doing that?"
He yelled, looking at her with angry eyes. She looked up with her mouth still agape, her eyes meeting with him amber ones.
"Oh, I'm sorry. There's just not much space back here.."
Her face flushed red with embarrassment. Zuko rolled his eyes.
"I already don't want to be back here with you, let alone have to be touched by you."
(Y/N)'s eyes widened, eyebrows lifting quickly. She pursed her lips.
"What is your problem Lee? All i've done is try to be friends with you -- and you just treat me like garbage!"
Her voice was raised, and she poked his chest with her thin fingers. She was kind of cute when she was mad; the way her nose scrunched made his stomach flutter.
"Have you considered the fact that i don't want to be friends with the likes of you?"
He bickered, peering his eyes down to her. She gasped slightly, shoulders raising in surprise.
"With the likes of me? What do you mean the likes of me?"
She stepped even closer to him, their chests almost touching.
Zuko scoffed at her words, rolling his eyes.
"I don't associate with peasants."
And his heart stopped.
(Y/N) was from the lower ring of Ba Sing Se. His uncle Iroh had hired her while he watched her get fired from her other job, feeling bad for her.
Zuko didn't mean peasant in that way. He was just thinking like the old Zuko -- the one that hunted the avatar and did anything to regain his honor back. But he was supposed to be Lee now, a traveler, a teenage boy that works in a tea shop, who just happened to be lucky enough to live in a nice apartment.
"Peasant?"
Her words sounded broken. Her voice cracked as she muttered the words, lower than the loud voice she was using before.
"I get you're from the upper ring -- but peasant? Really?"
She shook her head, stepping back. Zuko felt like he was floating away from the lack of closeness from her.
"That's not what i meant."
Zuko said, closing his eyes and sighing.
"It's just -- i have issues."
He never liked admitting he had problems. He was supposed to be Prince Zuko of the Fire Nation, prissy and perfect.
"Yeah, you do."
(Y/N) said, looking Zuko up and down. Her eyes winded slightly, cheeks growing even redder than before.
Zuko raised a brow, confused at what she was looking at. He looked down and then realized.
"Wait, it's not what it looks like-"
"Is this.."
She began, looking back up at him.
"..turning you on?"
She said curiously, turning her head.
(Y/N) stepped forward, her hands lying on her hips. She was about the same height as Zuko -- since he was significantly short.
"Is that why you're so mean to me?"
She placed her hand on his chest, causing Zuko to take a deep breath in.
Oh Spirits.
"Because you like me?"
They were too close. Way too close. He was getting harder by the second, not knowing what to do.
So he did the only thing that came to mind.
He reached his hands forward, grabbing her face in his hands. He pulled her forward, placing his chapped lips tenderly on hers. He stayed still for a moment, never having kissed a girl before.
He leaned back awkwardly, still holding her face in his hands.
His index finger brushed a hair from her cheek, tucking it behind her ear.
(Y/N) had never been this close to him before. She was able to admire his face entirely as he focused on the strand of hair, looking at his scar and the light freckles that dotted his pale skin. He had bags under his eyes, and she wondered what caused it.
"You're pretty."
She said, grabbing his face with one hand. He flinched lightly, eyes flickering back to her. He wasn't used to such a touch -- not feeling it since he last saw his mother.
Zuko leaned into it, letting her fingers form around the shape of his jaw. His eye lashed flickered as he blinked, and she admired the entirety of him.
"Thanks.. you too."
He said, not knowing how to respond. He didn't ever get compliments.
"You know, you could have just told me that you liked me."
(Y/N) laughed, causing Zuko to look away.
"I don't like you."
He grumbled, looking at the wall above the sink.
She laughed, turning his head with her palm to look at her. She used her other hand to place it on his crotch, grinning wildly,
"What's this then?"
Zuko looked down, feeling a rush of ecstasy flow through his body. He whimpered softly, his eyes closing from it.
"That's enough to tell me you like me."
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In the next minute, Zuko's lips were on her neck. She was on the counter next to the sink, legs wrapped around Zuko's torso, Her hand was tangled in his short hair, the other gripping the edge of the counter,
Zuko was holding her waist, his right hand gripping the fat of her thigh. He loved being this close, the agility to breath her in making him feel incredibly hot.
"Lee, I love this as much as you do, but we need to start quickly before Mushi gets back."
Zuko groaned against her neck, removing his lips from her soft skin. He was reluctant, but she was right. Regrettably.
"Yeah, right."
He stepped back, beginning to unbuckle the belt that held up his pants. He look up suddenly, face growing hot,
"Could you uhm, close your eyes,,"
He muttered shyly, getting a smile out of (Y/N). She nodded, closing her eyes. Zuko fully took his pants off, now sliding his boxers from his waist. He was practically in pain from all this, and he needed relief soon. He walked closer, close enough that his member hid under the lip of her skirt. She took this as an okay, opening her eyes only to be met with Zuko's amber ones,
She reached down, pulling her underwear to the side, The cold night air hit her exposed parts, making her shiver.
"Okay. I'm ready, Lee."
Zuko placed one hand on the base of him, lining himself up with (Y/N). She scrunched her eyes at the feeling of his tip entering her, toes curling in her sandals, Zuko then grabbed her hips, looking up at her.
Then he bucked his hips forward.
"Shit!"
(Y/N) squealed, squeazing Zuko's tense shoulders. He groaned, one of his eyes closing shut. She felt so good -- better than he could ever have imagined. The nights he spent awake, whimpering her name as his hand rubbed his length up and down, imaging her bent over the tables of the tes shop, in his bed, and even in the back room.
He fully slid in, letting out a mix of illegible words. All that (Y/N) could make out was her name.
He pulled out before pushing back in again. She moaned, throwing her head back. zzuko got a good look at her neck, the hockey's that he had placed only minutes before.
Soon, they were at a regular place. Out, in. Out, in. The room was filled with soft groans, and Zuko could already feel his arrival coming. It was all too much. His eyes were currently chained to her crotch, watching himself slide in and out. He then looked up, making eye contact with (Y/N).
"Lee.."
She said in an airy voice, palm grazing his clenched jaw. That's what did it for him, the sight of her unraveling beneath him. Ropes of white shot out of him, painting the inside of her white. He kept pounding into her, riding out his orgasm.
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lwk lost my motivation at the end......
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