Imagine very shortly after Bob gets married, he gets deployed??? Like imagine!! He has a wedding photo that he keeps on his dashboard and another photo that he keeps in the pocket of his flight suit so you're always close to his heart! Sometimes on break he just pulls the photo out to admire you because he misses you so much!!
He writes you letters every! Day!! Has flowers delivered to you!! He's so sad he's missing the newly wed phase, that you're moving into y'all's new house by yourself! So he does whatever he can to ensure you feel loved by him!!
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putting this one under a cut bc its pretty nsfw and kind of tmi i guess?
OHJ MY GODDDD ive been having more wet dreams than normal and theyre like fucking changing my brain chemistry. like literally last night i had a dream abt a character i refuse to mention (i wont specify what happened in said dream. for yalls sake.) and i woke up like DAMNNNN that was hot. fucking help me
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i have lost weight and i feel uglier than ever, this is a fucking scam‼︎!!!! i literally cannot take selfies anymore I look weird and wrong?? clothes look so ugly on me?! i don’t understand?! what am i doing wrong?!!
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thinking about how you can’t always get what you want is in the pilot and it’s a part of cuddy’s serenade
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happy autistic girl summer to those who celebrate
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this is going to reduce me to tears like i cant handle this image
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asked my brother if he'd seen goncharov (1973) and he looked at me and grabbed this beanie that hes had for 2 years that ive seen but never read the tag on it and
turns out he and his friends got matching beanies and made lore a full TWO YEARS ago
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im still high on dadbod simon so uhm thinking about someone at a bar hitting on you because they don’t know that the old man you’re out with is not a guardian nor a friend, but is your goddamn date. and while it doesn’t send simon down a spiral of insecurities, he still starts hovering even closer. he’s always pulling you to his lap, doesn’t matter who the company is. his friends quickly get used to the sight—how could they not? you’re a darling, and you look the prettiest dolled up on simon’s hold.
and when he’s fucking you, when he’s got you bearing all his weight while he fucks you on your knees, he uses the incident as dirty talk.
“remember ‘im, love?” simon croons, his voice almost drowned by the resonating sounds of skin slapping against skin. “he thought i’m not y’r daddy. thought y’re too good f’me.”
you keen underneath him, your body toppling to the mattress when your arms fall limp. simon easily follows, adjusting so that the jut of his gut sits atop your ass, and it should be a crime how this position wedges him even further in because he’s pressing against tender places, his cockhead nudging at something that almost makes it feel like he’s hitting the back of your throat.
“shh,” simon rumbles. “daddy’s got you, sweet’art. daddy’s got you.”
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why does this literally look like that trope of immortals/reincarnations looking at depictions of themselves in museums though
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