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art-for-a-reason · 7 months
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CDK - Somebody That I Used To Know by Gotye
More than a little obsessed with this choreography
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hairtusk · 4 months
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A Young Daughter of the Picts, Steph Wilson
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sophsun1 · 4 months
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That's a free-baser I befriended for a few days at the drug den. He told me to get my shit together and then he Richard Pryor'd in front of me. Everyone scrambled, but I stuck around, watched him burn. What's always confused me was that you know, he said those words to me, and he was already all burnt up. Figured I'd conflated the two events. But I didn't. Because it was you.
Interview With The Vampire – 2.05: Don't Be Afraid, Just Start the Tape
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uhbasicallyjustmilex · 5 months
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one point perspective, columbiahalle 25-05-2018 🖤
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goodmorningbluejay · 4 months
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Guys I am craving, begging, dying for one, I swear just one fight in Helluva boss with Stolas and Blitzo tag teaming together.
I NEED IT.
I want to see that chemistry in the bedroom on the battlefield too I'm begging, it would be the most badass fight in the series I want it so bad. Please
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anglerflsh · 11 months
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(guy who will do nothing for halloween voice) I like this holiday
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murmuringbug · 4 months
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Pink (◕ ʜ ◕ )
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guardiolas · 11 months
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yesterdayiwrote · 1 year
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If George was at any other team, with any other teammate, people might start appreciating the fact the kid can strategise relatively accurately, whilst still driving the car which is a fucking talent
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hegodamask · 2 years
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“You’ll stop filing requests for Andor. Anticipating that, I will inform the Bureau of Standards that you were of service to the Empire today.”
ANDOR- S01E08 Narkina 5
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thatbrightblueshine · 5 months
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what the actual fuck. i feel insane about this.
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microsuedemouse · 1 year
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got home from work and Corwin was in the living room watching this Russian bushcraft DIY youtuber build a waterwheel. it was kind of interesting so I sat down for a minute… and now I’m hypnotised by this man. we’re onto another video, he’s building a boat now, but I have absolutely no desire to leave. this guy is so industrious, but his narration is so calm and relaxing. his accent is thick enough that sometimes I miss words, and while he explains himself very well I don’t know enough about woodworking to 100% follow everything… but still, I’m just. entranced.
he’s taking a break to build a temporary sauna and tell us about Russian sauna culture. I’m. gosh.
also he keeps addressing his audience as “friends” and it’s very charming.
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fellhellion · 1 year
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Mesmerised by this comic. Where else can you see a samurai bounty hunter announce himself as unfuckable.
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timeisforever · 2 years
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florence and the machine, dance fever world tour 2023
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donjuaninsoho · 8 months
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Hadn't quite realise how soft the dialogue is if you don't have the headphones on during the performance. So much whispering during the monologues.
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sanatomis · 1 year
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cw. female!reader, satoru who goes absolutely crazy each time you put it back in after it slips out.
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the first time it happens is on accident. 
he’s too caught up in the way the fat of your ass jiggles with each deep thrust, too mesmerised in the feel of your soft skin between his fingertips as he gives one of your cheeks a firm squeeze. satoru’s lust-riddled brain simply didn’t take note of the way his hips started to move a little too fast, a little too quick. 
all he’s able to focus on as he takes you from behind is you, you, you—and certainly not the way his heavy cock suddenly slips out of your slippery cunt. a few drops of pre-cum dribble down the base as he involuntarily pulls out, some of it staining the back of your thighs. there’s not a lot of time to process the fact, as he’s back inside your dripping pussy almost instantly. 
your greedy hands reach for him immediately, securely wrapping around his base and slamming your hips back against his once he’s lined up again. there’s not even a chance for him to miss the warmth of your sweet pussy.
you wouldn’t even let him. 
satoru is pretty sure he’s going to cum on the spot at the realisation, and has to really, really fight himself not to finish prematurely. a deep groan rumbles from his chest, eyes almost rolling to the back of his head, as he thinks about how quick, how disguistingly eager you were as you scrambled to put him back inside. 
as if that slutty hole of yours can’t even go a second without being filled by him. 
a string of curse words tumble past his lips, and he fucks you a little harder than usual that night. 
since then, satoru’s been subtly letting himself slip out of your cunt each time the two of you have sex. the physical aspect of it isn’t hard; you’re always so incredibly wet, he’s out in a second. mentally, he’s at war with himself—though, seeing you whine and whimper as you hastily reach for his cock again makes those few agonising seconds without your warmth all worth it. 
something about the gesture makes you look desperate, impatient, and it’s all for him. and fuck, did it turn him on. 
there’s one time where he briefly suspects you’re onto him and his antics, as you insist on riding him. on being in control. it’s not something you do often, though usually he fucking loves it when you do (he still does, admittedly)—but with you on top and holding the reigns, it removes his opportunity to see you scramble to put his fat cock back inside. 
but, he’s nothing if not an optimist, so, of course, he’ll make the best of the situation. 
with the way they bounce so prettily in front of him as you rock your hips back and forth, he’s almost incapable of not sucking on them. and so, he decides to stifle his previous complaints by taking a mouthful of your tits. there’s always next time, and as he sucks on your breasts and feels you move up-and-down, he completely forgets about his former plans. 
riding him was simply one of your whims, it turns out, and the next time the two of you have sex he’s back in his usual spot. and the time after that, and after that, and after that—and as long as he’s there, he’ll keep making you desperetaly stuff his cock back inside. 
satoru’s breathing heavily now, the mere thought of it (combined with your walls griping around him like a vice) almost enough to make him dizzy. with your legs over his shoulders and thighs pressed up against your chest, cheeks stained with dried tears and soft, high-pitched moans and hiccups leaving your lips—he can’t help but feel the familiar itch to ruin your fun.
even if it’s just for a little bit.
he does so at once. the mixed release of both you and him from previous rounds leak out of you as he does so, and your pussy twitches around absolutely nothing. 
immediately, you frown. it’s small, cute, almost, and then your hands search for his cock again. though, this time, the position he (very purposefully) put you in makes it difficult—satoru fights off a grin as you scrunch your nose in dissatisfaction. 
“. . .’toru,” you mumble, and attempt to grab him again. your voice is hoarse, broken from the sweet noises you’ve made for him so far. “wh—what’re you doing?”
“hm?” he hums. 
a little smile settles on his lips as he prods your entrance with his tip, smearing the cum—most of it his—along your puffy folds. he toys with your pussy, the squelching sounds as he moves his cock near your cunt (but never quite in it) feeling like absolute music to his ears.
he hears you sniff. “. . .’toru,” you mumble, voice a soft whine. you try moving closer to him, to push yourself down on him, but he simply pushes your thighs harder against your chest. “please, j—just. . .”
satoru fakes a dramatic sigh. “you’re so spoiled,” he comments, and relishes in the way your eyes roll back as he slides back in all at once. “so, incredibly spoiled.” he tuts, starting his thrusts again. he brings his face closer to yours, as if it’d make him hear all your pitiful sounds better. “can’t even go a second without my cock, can you? ‘t slips out for a second, and my pretty girl’s already whining.” 
he doesn’t get a proper response out of you, but that’s okay. he doesn’t need to. there’s no sweeter sound than your fucked-out babbles, anyway.
and they often sound even sweeter after he temporarily deprives you of his cock. 
satoru smirks as he looks down at you.
no, he’s definitely not stopping this any time soon. 
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