There's Still A Race To Win ♥
It filled me with so much joy to see Seb driving this weekend; and his new haircut? I swear he can't possibly be more beautiful <3
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Fuuuuuck thank you so much for introducing me to this hobby @youjustwaitsunshine! I made my first linotype with this craft knife and a slightly too expensive eraser :P
It's inspired by the race without trace t-shirt! I didn't expect it to be this clean though...
Needless to say, I will be printing this everywhere lol
More to come...
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This doesn’t really need to be said but a Valyria spinoff show just Wouldn’t work I’m surprised I still see so many people asking for it. There’s such little detail about it in the texts that the show runners would have to build the entire empire’s history, arts, political and economic systems from scratch, all while marrying it in a satisfying way to the main ASOIAF plot. Besides a scant few Valyrians and dragons, the general culture doesn’t have enough/any presence in the main series for a show based in Valyria to feel familiar or gratifying at all.
Not to mention, I cant see a Valyrian-centered show having the confidence to unpack the politics and machinations of a slave-based empire, let alone frame the ruling Valyrians in any critical light
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not me spending 120€ on the race without trace hoodie even tho i have no money🥰🥰
*sign* the things you make me do Sebastian.
(I PROMISE I‘M WRITING, REALLY😭😭 sorry ik i‘m fucking slow)
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another price lookalike porn link unlocked
18+ no minors or ageless blogs, afab reader, daddy kink, oral f receiving. the race of the girl in the vid isn’t indicative of anything written below, i only linked it bc the guy in the vid looks like price. everything written below is race and (i believe) body inclusive. (this was done in like 3 mins so 😅)
just imagine him holding you down with his big hairy arms while he laps up your juices. his hands digging into your plush skin. his beard scratching your sensitive mound as his tongue flattens along your folds, before dipping into your cunt. humming a pleased rumble against your pussy, a damn near growl.
you struggle to look at him as he peers up at you, his eyes drinking in your writhing form with all the ferocity and hunger of a lion devouring its prey.
“sweet pussy. daddies pretty cunt.” he all but growls into you. “y’hear me? this pussy is mine. these sweet juices are mine.”
he’s practically making out with your cunt, kissing it so passionately and slowly like he would always kiss you. the wet sounds he makes between your thighs makes you gasp even more, more than you already were. he was lapping up any trace of you that he could get, eating you out like a man starved.
“who gets this pussy wet, hm?” he asks, as if you could even answer coherently with his tongue fucking you. “s’ it simon? or kyle? maybe johnny?”
denials sit on your tongue as you feel the warm coil in your stomach tighten. you shake your head desperately. no. no. it could never be them. it could never be anyone but you. you want to say, but the words don’t come out. you’re too busy moaning and mewling to say anything he could make out.
“or is it this wet for daddy? hm?”
all you can do is nod, nod so fast you fear you might get whiplash. always for him, only ever for daddy.
he laughs against your cunt, his tongue dipping back inside your pussy.
“mmm, that’s it.” he hums against you, wrapping his lips around your clit and sucks before humming again.
your hands shake and your head falls back for a moment, before you look at him again. his beard is all soaked and shiny in your slick and his hands moved to grip your wrists, holding them steady.
he grins against you as he feels your legs shake. he flicks his tongue against your clit before sucking the swollen bundle of nerves into his mouth.
“come on, give it to me. come for daddy. now.”
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