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miya-sugar-star · 19 hours
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LIVE TOUR 2022-2023 MASS “THE FINAL” 07.15 AT NIPPON BUDOKAN
戒、れいた、麗 & 葵
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sixthgunbr · 17 hours
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Reita mass tour final the GazettE
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tokyo-fashion · 14 days
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RIP REITA of the GazettE
A great Japanese musician and legendary Harajuku style icon has passed away. There was no band more popular with Harajuku visual kei fans of the 2005-2010 era. The famous Jingubashi bridge was full of REITA/GazettE cosplayers every weekend back then. RIP 🖤🖤🖤🖤
Official Announcement From The Band
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dykesferatu · 10 months
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necrocard, 1999
Color print on card paper | Stewart Home, Neoist Alliance
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bruciemilf · 1 month
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Thinking about an AU where Clark landed on earth as an adult instead of a baby. Literally nothing changes except for Bruce having to hide this 6’4, 200 pound golden retriever who shoots lasers out of his eyes in his mansion.
Clark is VERY clingy and these soft whispers in his language send tremors down Bruce’s spine.
And, really, the moon rocks Clark keeps bringing are very beautiful, but it’s getting harder to explain where they come from.
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crazykuroneko · 14 days
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Rest in peace. Thank you for everything
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babygazette · 6 days
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FUCK YOU AND Y(OUR) DADDY ♡
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mdni, 18+ smut, age gap, reader is of age, reader calls rafe “daddy”, overstim, safe sex, use of nicknames: sweetheart, baby, girl, little brat.
you couldn’t stand your project partner; she was a total rich brat who had way more ego than she should have. someone must be praying for your downfall because you were the unlucky person who got assigned with her and now your ears were bleeding from her constant whining about the project that she was making you do alone. everyday, you are inching closer and closer to snapping on her. she was the worst.
spending two hours with her was torture but it was all worth it in the end because you got yourself a little reward in the shape of mr. cameron. that man wasn't slick at all in the way he would eye you up and down every time he walked past his daughter's door. a not very subtle pervy smirk taunting you like he wanted you to throw away your morals and come see what was up. well...
who said you had morals in the first place?
"rafeee!" you mewl out, holding onto his bicep while he has you laid flat with his beefy arms flexing around your neck. the bed underneath your bodies was soaked from the result of multiple rounds. rafe was already starting again, guiding his fat cock back inside your poor cunt that had already went through hell and back.
“didn’t know we were on a first name basis.” he grunts out, sloppy mean hips slamming against your reddened ass while you laid there and took it. people were right, older men do fuck better. rafe was fucking his thick inches in your little pussy with no ounce of mercy.
“f-fuck you, no— no more!” you try to retaliate, to seem tough again but your whiny voice doesn’t help your case. nor does your tear-stained cheeks or the way your tiny pussy is gripping him. as expected, rafe didn’t take you seriously at all. he just flashes you a lazy grin while pounding your guts. ��hey— don’t say that disrespectful shit to me, baby. givin’ it to you good right now, give me some fuckin’ respect c’mon.” to make his point, the older man speeds his pace up even more and tightens his chokehold on you even more.
you knew mr. cameron was gonna be big but you never expected him to be this big. the stretch of his thick cock making your eyes roll back like one of those broken vintage dolls. his tip was prodding at the spongy part deep inside of you and knocking the air out of you. “mmphhf— fuck daddy, gonna come!” you whine out, the heat inside of your stomach growing steadily.
“ohhh, now you’re callin’ me daddy? where’s the back talk now, huh dumb girl?” his smirk widens while he shifts to sit back on his knees, bringing your ass with him. the sounds of his hips thwacking against you was deafening. everything adding up into an overwhelming sensation that makes you claw at the sheets in an attempt to escape from his thrusts. rafe clearly didn’t like that. his firm hands bring your hips back to meet his, grasping onto your hips so tightly. “where you goin’? don’t run from it now, sweetheart.” he was so mean. the whole bed was creaking and moaning from how rough rafe was, giving you the most devious back shots ever. your sloppy cunt squelching as he was stretching your tight pussy open. you were lost in the pleasure, dumbly silent with your mouth wide open and the white of your eyes showing.
crack—
“shit.” rafe mumbles causing you to want to look up and see what happened but instead his hand pushes your head down into the mattress. “keep your nosy ass down, don’t need to look. just keep takin’ it.” the headboard was cracked in half, rafe’s arm tensing while he held the wood up so it wouldn’t fall on you. that wasn’t gonna stop him from fucking you though, nuh uh. his dick keeps ramming into your hole over and over again even with both hands busy.
rafe tilts his head back and closes his eyes to really feel the way your walls are gripping him so tightly. you were made to take his dick. “greedy pussy’s swallowin’ me whole, goddamn.” it only takes you a couple more nasty strokes before you’re creaming all over his dick with a cry for what felt like the thousandth time. the way your walls clench and spasm around his shaft making him lick his lips while he fucks you through your orgasm.
“gonna make you my precious pocket pussy… ohh fuck— you like that? gonna keep this tiny hole all for myself.” his cock twitches inside you as he continues to pound you into mattress. rafe doesn’t care to listen to your answer or look at the way you nod furiously because you’re already his. he’ll make it happen no matter what. rafe thrusts a couple more times before spilling inside of the condom with a groan. splurts of his warm cum filling the rubber up to the brim. he slowly pulls out with a exhale, taking his hand off your head to throw the condom to the side. “alright, up. broke the bed for your pussy, little brat.” he snickers, giving you a soft kiss on your shoulder before leaning back and patting your sore limp butt.
maybe your project partner wasn’t so bad !! you love her house so much <33
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tgcg · 27 days
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tell your loved ones
-- turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering ectoBiologist [EB] at 12:01 --
TG: hey im on the john
JOHN: hey, dave is taking a dump.
TG: taking a shit just so were clear
JADE: jeez!!!!!!! even when im not online i have to hear about it
TG: i know you care so youre first to know
JOHN: i'm just giving you a heads up for the bajillion messages you will definitely have about this when you get home.
EB: god, thank you. that is awesome. dave fans everywhere are gonna go NUTS for this truth nugget.
EB: hey, i am at the store with jade!
TG: tell her the news
EB: i did as soon as you first pinged me, don't worry.
TG: hell yeah see you just fucking get it
JADE: well tell him i say congrats!
EB: she says congrats.
EB: also that you left your "yeah! woo!" machine at her place.
EB: and that you are gross and smell like a dog took a dump on a fart even when you aren't crapping during our conversations.
TG: goddamn
EB: jk that last bit was me heheh. but she nodded!
EB: so anyways, a yeah woo machine?
EB: what the hell even IS that?
JADE: its more or less a machine that yeahs and woos
TG: its basically a machine that yeahs and woos
EB: ok, yeah, that is pretty much exactly what jade said too. apparently this is supposed to be obvious.
JADE: its pretty self explanatory!
TG: pretty self explanatory stuff
TG: anyways im gonna tell karkat this time i think im ready for that
EB: oh shit (LOL), that's a pretty big deal, right? good luck dude.
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-- turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering carcinoGeneticist [CG] at 12:03 --
TG: ok karkat can i be unbelievably candid with you is dj crabapple ready for this
TG: this is a really big deal for me but like no pressure
CG: SHIT, IS EVERYTHING OK?
CG: DO I NEED TO COME OVER THERE.
TG: no no its good i just really need to confess something
CG: WHATEVER IT IS, TELL ME. I'M HERE.
TG: alright
TG: deep breath strider
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TG: im dropping mad logs like bars in the ablution block vantas
TG: shit is on fire
TG: downright heretical like a shat outta hell
TG: and since im feeling penitent i figure our pesterlogs are pretty much akin to a confessional booth right
CG:
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-- tentacleTherapist [TT] began pestering turntechGodhead [TG] at 12:04 --
TT: Hey Dave.
TT: Are you, by any chance, taking a shit right now?
TG: damn word spreads fast on the information superhighway
TT: Yes, I have had the news forwarded to me via this bountiful virtual dimension of knowledge and culture we call the World Wide Web by a fellow enthusiast, one ectoBiologist.
TT: Frankly I'm heartbroken you didn't come to me about it first.
TT: Please, divulge to your loving sister the nature of your bowel movements, in exhaustive detail. Highlights in a notarized list, an overall ranking grade of your experience, whether you would recommend it to your friends, et cetera. These would be among my most pertinent avenues of inquiry.
TG: you were next on the mailing list rose im already on it
TG: boutta weave a verbal tapestry no holds barred just for you about my rambunctious foray down in brown town
TG: stay tubed
TT: Thank god. I don't know what I would do if I couldn't peruse your commodal follies like the morning gazette.
TG: dont act like this has educational value rose
TG: we all know my daily bullshit has got a laugh track
TG: like damn what kind of gazettes are you getting
TT: The best kind, Dave. Only the best kind.
TG: thanks for the vote of confidence
TG: wait gimme a sec karkat pinged
TT: Of course. I understand it's quite a big deal for you.
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CG: OK.
CG: SINCE THIS APPARENTLY SKIRTS THE FRESHEST BUDS OF OUR BRO-DOM'S BURGEONING FROND NUB, I *ALSO* HAVE SOMETHING IMPORTANT TO SHARE.
CG: I HOPE YOUR REFLECTIVE ABLUTION VAULT IS STOCKED WITH FUCKING RUMBLESPHERE TRANQUILIZERS, BECAUSE THIS EXCHANGE IS ABOUT TO GET SHITHIVE MAGGOTS.
CG: LISTEN CAREFULLY.
TG: whats up
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CG: I AM ALSO ON THE LOAD GAPER RIGHT NOW.
TG: oh shiiit
CG: DON'T UNCLENCH YOUR EXPLOSIVE FUCKING SEED FLAP JUST YET, BECAUSE THERE'S *MORE*!
CG: I AM *ALSO* TAKING A CRAP.
TG: oh shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit
CG: OH SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT
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2deadkat · 1 month
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The Stilton siblings at work
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nobelowz · 13 days
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the best i can do is work harder towards my passions and hope that he can feel how much he inspired me and many others. rest in peace, reita 🤍
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alzheimerphan · 14 days
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A part of my youth has temporarily left.
It's weird knowing that he won't be here with us anymore.
Thank you for being born and thank you for appearing and letting me know you in the days of my youth.
Good night Reita | the GazettE.
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httpwanning · 13 days
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ありがとうれいた
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"Goodbye, see you again, I hope you stay healthy Goodbye, we'll be able to see each other again, right? You, that I love, become a very precious memory. I'm so lonely that I could die, and your voice still does not leave my mind".
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babygazette · 16 days
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DONE DEAL
pairing : coach!rafe x soccermom!reader
warnings : minors dni, 18+ smut towards the end, cheating (i do not condone cheating and fuck cheaters!!), creampie, reader calls rafe “coach”, very very very tiny mention of butt stuff and impact play, p in v, bribery LMAO
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recently your husband has been stressing your son out over scouting season, barely able to focus on his grades without worrying about practice and the new coach who has been putting him on bench for the past few games, on top of not disappointing his dad who’s life was getting his son into the professional league. your husband always grumbling about how the new coach was an asshole while you cleaned up his damn mess and talking about how unfair it was that he wasn’t putting your son in his rightful place before continuing to spew shit about what a letdown your son was compared to him when he was in highschool. you’ve been seeing how much it’s been affecting your house so of course since you’re such a great mom, you make it all better <3
—by going to coach cameron’s office. “come in.” he calls out from the other side of his door, looking up at you once he hears your heels click against the wood floor. rafe raises an eyebrow at your sudden appearance, lips curved in a smirk of amusement meanwhile his eyes just drinking in your form. you were definitely not who he was expecting to come knocking at his door but he was more than happy that it was. he’s been tired of pushing housewives off his arms since he’d gotten this job. not you though, nah, nah never you. rafe has been waiting for this in fact.
“sorry to interrupt, coach cameron, just wanted to talk to you about something. if that’s alright?” this perks up his ears and rafe pushes away whatever he was doing earlier to give you his full attention, gesturing to the chair across from him to which you oblige. “something bothering you at all? cause i’m here to solve it if that’s the case, ma’am.” rafe replied, hands folded on top of his desk. you let out a soft sigh, looking down at the ground like you were in a pitiful position, “actually there is something bothering me..”
“yeah? well, i can’t have that. talk to me.” you look up at rafe once he says those words, doe eyes working your magic on him, “well, y’know scouting season is coming up and my husband has been awfully stressed about it. i know my son is very talented, i’ve seen it.”
yeah rafe knows, he’s already turned down multiple offers that your nasty little husband has bribed him with. rafe also knows that you’ve attended every game because he’s been more distracted by you than actually focused on the game. the sight being too enticing not to look at— those pouty lips paired with hips that filled out your jeans and tits practically spilling out your top. sometimes he would take your son off the bench just to see you jump up to cheer, watching your tits bounce like a pervert. “so, what’s your point here ma’am?” he leans in closer, urging you to come out with it.
your lips curve into a small smile before you continue, “i was wondering if you could give my son a chance? i think he deserves a bigger spot on the team.” rafe grins at you, leaning back and folding his meaty arms that make you glance down at them before making eye contact again, “oh you do, do you? are you implying you want me to put your boy in the spotlight? make him look good for the recruiters, yeah?”
“maybe.” you tilt your head to the side, giving him that sweet ol’ smile. he rubs his jaw in thought, looking at those eyes of yours that are definitely enticing him no doubt about that. “talk to people too?” he asks and you nod again knowing how much connections he has that could greatly benefit your son. you just want the best for him is all, is that so wrong?
“alright, alright.. that’ll cost you though, i’m a very fair man and i don’t do these type of favors usually. like to give my boys all honest chances but for you— for you, i can make a very special exception.” rafe’s eyes roam all over you with very known intentions before stopping at the golden band on your finger, he can get a bigger rock for you like you deserve than that puny thing that’s for sure, “you give me what i want and we’ve got a done deal. that sound good, angel?”
again you save the day, “mhm.”
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knock. knock. “coach?” a voice calls out from outside, thank god the door was locked or else whoever was behind that door would’ve gotten a good look of you bent over his desk with rafe pounding you like his life depended on it.
rafe growls, leaning closer to you, chest pressed to your back while he covers your mouth with a firm hand. “gonna need you to keep quiet, kay? one sound and our deal is off, baby.” he slows his pace down a bit to silence any skin slapping sounds that might be heard from outside. “if no one is dying or hurt, then scram. come see me later.” he yells out to the student outside while his eyes focus on how your cunt is swallowing his length, hearing that familiar voice he uses out in the field that always made your thighs clench and your heart flutter.
the shadow behind the door disappears and footsteps cascade down the hall, rafe groans and takes his hand off your mouth before getting off. his hips snapping over and over against your ass making your eyes roll back, drooling all over his desk, he holds onto your waist so tightly that you’re sure you might get a bruise. “there you go, baby. yeahhh taking that dick real nice just for your son to be the star? that’s what you want, huh?“ he spat, slapping your ass and keeping his hand there while his thumb slots into your other hole. you nod desperately because that’s all you can really do when you’re this fucked out. your stomach feels all full and your mind is all dizzy.
little grunts and squelches from your pussy filling the room once more as rafe takes everything out on you. a whine slips past your lips and you clench around him once you feel that familiar feeling. rafe groans upon feeling you tighten around him, his dick twitching signaling he’s close. “fuckin’ milking my cock, baby. jesus christ—“ his hand slips past your waist to rub against your clit, helping you with your orgasm. “where do you want it, angel? c’mon tell me. you gonna let me cum inside? get you pregnant and have you guessing?”
“mhm— please, ‘need it coach!” you melt, hands clutching the edge with dear life because you might actually fall with how hard he’s going, your head turns to look at him behind you. rafe’s eyebrows are furrowed and his mouth is open slack, he makes eye contact with you and your teary eyes. rafe smirks at how messy you are, how messy he made you. “yeah that’s right, you need it huh? gonna give it to you, don't you worry, baby.”
you moan out as his fingers massage your puffy nub faster, body shuddering before you let it all out, creaming on his cock. rafe isn’t far behind because once he feels your cunt gripping his cock, you feel his hot cum spurting so deep into you causing you to mewl at the sensation. rafe stays inside for a couple more seconds as you both catch your breaths, he soon pulls out much to your dismay, his eyes watching as the combined liquid drips down your leg. he licks his lips and collects it all before stuffing it back in. “don’t be wasting this precious shit, yeah? this isn't gonna be a one time thing, don’t forget that.”
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the next time after your son’s game, let’s just say that both your husband and son were ecstatic over his performance and the fact that he caught a lot of important people’s attention. you wink at your son cause mama’s got it <33
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thegoatsongs · 3 months
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Speaking of contemporary reviews of Dracula, I found this one from Pall Mall Gazette (1897):
"Mr. Bram Stoker should have labelled his book ‘For Strong Men Only,’ or words to that effect. Left lying carelessly around, it might get into the hands of your maiden aunt who believes devoutly in the man under the bed, or of the new parlourmaid with unsuspected hysterical tendencies. ‘Dracula’ to such would be manslaughter."
Ok mid-book Van Helsing
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mirrorhouse · 3 months
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sneaking around the baldur's mouth gazette and gale got caught and arrested so now he's in prison exchanging puns with a rat
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its-soomi · 14 days
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🥀 Rest in peace Reita 🥀
安らかに眠ってください。
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