sometimes a girl just needs you to tell her what a pathetic, desperate little whore she is while she whimpers and grinds on your thigh
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confidential to our Tumblr followers, we love you the most.
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actually toxic masculinity was permanently defeated when aragorn cradled boromir’s face and said “be at peace son of gondor” and then tenderly kissed him on the forehead
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Dedicated to my favorite Lost Media creepypasta
This image uses a piece of artwork by Catilin Fertu and this piece by Kudakurage the rest, including the alterations to those works and the poorly rendered spider, is by me.
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Muriel's canonical and real thoughts
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𝑬𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍.
𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐬 having the most beautiful eyes that I have ever seen. Darkness dance upon their surface, mirroring the fathomless depths of an uncharted ocean. Within their enigmatic depths, secrets whispered and emotions pirouetted like graceful shadows. Upon gazing into their eyes, one could find solace in the tranquil shimmer of a golden sunset, or tremble before the tempestuous wrath of a stormy night. The power they exuded is both alluring and terrifying, threatening to devour the beholder in their unyielding gaze. Yet amidst the swirling chaos, a celestial luminosity emanated from the heart of their eyes. They shone brighter than any distant star, casting a feeble ray of hope upon the darkness that consumed them. Within the confines of their irises, a cosmos unfolded—a celestial tapestry woven with past dreams, present sorrows, and ethereal longings. Like gazing into a mirror, one could discern their own reflection upon the shimmering surface of their eyes. But beware, for venturing too close risked drowning within the whirlpool of their emotions. The delicate rain of sorrow, the vibrant bloom of love, and the glowing embers of hope—all intertwined within the depths of their extraordinary gaze. And if fortune smiled upon the daring soul who ventured closer, they might glimpse the ethereal souls trapped within their eyes. Lonely spirits, adrift in the void of despair, sought solace and salvation in the ethereal beauty that captivated their every glance. For within those eyes, the lost found a beacon of hope and the broken found a glimmer of redemption.
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Satoru : megumi has me and suguru as father figures already, you can take ur leave
Toji : i’m his real father, you can’t tell me what to d-
Sukuna : y’all talking about megumi’s daddy?
Satoru & Toji :
Sukuna : cause that would be me.
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"how does lynda carter's team know so much about tumblr"
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