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gael-garcia · 2 months
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Maggie Cheung & Gael García Bernal - 2010 Marrakech Film Festival jury members
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I feel like I don’t want to draw anymore. I had a dream once of being an artist and making money and being happy being an artist. But none of that came true. I’m depressed and stuck in a house surrounded by neighbours that would rather shout, bang, blast music and throw bricks through windows than be decent people. I love my house, or I loved it. It was my home, but no more because of them. I can't move. No job, no car. No car, no job. I live in a village with terrible public transport so I get turned down for work because I can't do shift work or start really early or late. I’ve been my mum's sole carer (she’s disabled) for a long time so I don't have references for recent jobs, and that makes people not want to try me out. My old jobs are now gone so I cant get any from them. I have nothing. My friends have moved away or have stopped talking to me. Mostly because I don't have children like them so they say we have nothing in common anymore. I don't really have fandom friends anymore. I stupidly went on hiatus and I understandably had hardly anyone left who wanted to talk to me when I came back. I’m just so sad lately, and why? Because my neighbours are arseholes and my mum's sick and I’m so alone in it all. I’m going to be hitting 50 in 3 years and I’ve nothing to show for it. Even fandom that was my happy place has been hard as it’s very anti older people and it’s getting worst. My art gets a lot of bad things said about it. I try to ignore it but it gets to you. And I don't feel part of any fandom at all. Even Steddie, especially Steddie. I try to draw but it’s hard knowing I’m wasting my time. And I feel my art's suffering for it.
Sorry I just wanted to get all this out as I’ve been so low all week and I just need to rant somewhere no one will judge me because they don't really know me. I'll probably feel better for just having a rant. Sorry guys.
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cillixn · 3 months
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moodymeangirl · 1 year
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currently listening to podcasts at the big wooden table with my titties out. and its so hot and why *glares at universal void* couldn’t there be a girl on my lap? ? ?
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hualianschild · 6 months
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‼️spoiler‼️ (chapter 63)
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uhm so that happened...
(i was NOT ready omfg)
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psychicpinenut · 28 days
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to me, this is cinema
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lunelicmoone · 3 months
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what if you wanted to play the stardew valley 1.6 update but god said you have to wait until it releases on the nintendo switch
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solarlotus · 2 years
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I’m sick, it’s my son’s birthday, I’m so miserable. Please send me your prayers and obikin. 
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luvlyycy · 12 days
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Love your stuff, it really brings out my pathetic side
I wanted to know if you could write some smut with handsome portgas d ace pretty please 🧍‍♀️
of course . 🧍for u i give backshot king aka dirty talker, portgas d. ace.
he stifles a laugh as he fucks into you, one hand on your ass the other moving strands of black hair from his face. it's not that it's funny it's just you're so damn cute— squeezing on the sheets like that, your muffled whines... fuck. he rolls his eyes back before looking back down at you, leaning forward to place soft kisses on your back.
he groans into your skin as he does so, hand being placed on your forehead to force your head up from the pillow, "i wanna hear you baby.. wanna hear ya cummin' all over my cock.".
a grin spreads as he hears you babble, 'oh my god' n 'please's falling from your open mouth. he stuffs his fingers into your mouth, sliding it over your tongue and coating your chin and lips with your saliva. "so fuckin' hot. droolin' like some whore— augh, fuck."
"gahhhh, aahh— g'n- nna - cuuhh—"
"huhh?? can't hear ya mama." he groans, stuffing two fingers further into your mouth, sliding his fingertips on your teeth.
"ohh fuuuhh—uuck.. i feel ya cummin' mama. nnhh.. fuck. fuck, fuck, hahah.. mnnhh.. so good.. hahh.."
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akajustmerry · 3 months
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the most insane richonne lore relating to production is that both andrew lincoln and danai gurira have casually mentioned in interviews that there's an extended cut that will "never see the light of day" of the van scene in the 'say yes' where they both claim to have got "carried away" and the director just "kept rolling", but the director himself has gone on record to say the footage is "kept under lock and key" and all three just giggle and blush about it whenever it's brought up and we're just all meant to accept that (affectionate) and go on with our days sjsjsjajaj
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cillixn · 3 months
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outism-had-a-purpose · 10 months
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Top 10 certified limbus moments to me is the time Outis called Eunbong a tacky name for a restaurant and when the owner mentions that he named it after his mother the fucking. music just abruptly cuts off, followed by Sinclair softly saying “Oh.”
Then Ryoshu out of all people tells her T.W.H. (that was harsh)
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liquidgxldhoney · 5 months
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Stop or don’t stop, which is it?✨🤔
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osamusriceballs · 7 months
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Kinktober Day 29 <3
Suna x public sex
Warnings: NSFW, fem reader
Words: ~ 1,8 k
Kinktober Masterlist II -> Last day
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"You can't-"
Your legs press together, his cock now tightly squeezed between your thighs. You see yourself in the mirror, clad only in the lingerie that he chose for you. A black and white compilation of lace, one that reminds you of his old high school uniform that he often gives you to sleep in.
"But I'm doing it right now, aren't I, doll?" His hands wander from your hips to your sides, rubbing the exposed skin until you feel warm all over.
"We're in public-" you weakly protest, already succumbing into the way he's touching you so gently. Suna knows how to push your buttons; he knows how to get you all worked up for him.
"You just need to keep quiet. Can you do that for me? Keep those pretty little noises inside?" His lips touch the back of your neck, and you see his eyes attentively watching you in the mirror, gauging every single one of your reactions. He can read you like a book, not needing any encouragement, but knowing exactly what you want just from analyzing your body language. "Can you?" He repeats when you don't respond, and you softly nod as an answer, not trusting your voice to come out steadily. "Good. Such a good doll for me. You look so sexy in that lingerie." His hand comes to the flimsy pair of panties that barely hide your pussy, his fingers tugging playfully on the material until you feel it stretching over your clit. "Rin, no- it's gonna rip-" you lowly protest, laying your hand over his to stop him from pulling harder, even though you want nothing more but to feel more of that friction. Or at least feel something that will help to ease the ache between your legs.
"It's not worth buying then," he dryly comments, but stops tugging and you let out a low shriek when the material snaps back on your skin. His cock rubs between your legs when he lazily thrusts his hips, your thighs pressing together even harder at the sudden friction on your clit.
"Rin-" you while, your hands pressing harder against the mirror when you push your ass against him. "Shh. I though you can stay quiet for me." He raises an eyebrow in a teasing manner- and under other circumstances you would have swatted his hands away and pouted until he kisses you to make up for it.
"It's kind of hard to stay quiet when your cock is between my legs." His hips thrust once again, a deep, strained breath leaving his lips at your words. You know that he loves it when you're vocal like this. "Oh, doll, that's not even close to what I will do to you. You should know better." His hand comes up to your chest, his fingers tracing the lacey pattern of the bra while his gaze roams over your body, no hurry in his movements and actions. You know that he doesn't really care about the fact that there could be other people in the shop, hell, there even could be people in the dressing room next to you and he wouldn't care. An assistant could come up to you any second, banning you from ever entering the shop again, if she knew what you're both doing on there, but you know that Suna won't stop until you're both satisfied, no matter what happens.
"Pull them down for me. Slowly." He whispers in your ear, pulling his hips back until his cock no longer pushes between you legs and his chin rests on your shoulder. Your heartbeat speeds up and you hesitantly reach for the dark material, being fully convinced that there is a stain on it already. You hook your thumbs into the hem of the panties, keeping eye-contact with Suna through the mirror while you slowly pull them down your thighs and let them fall down to the ground. You know that you're wet already, eager for him to touch you more, but he keeps one hand on your side while the other plays with your tit, his gaze fixated on your exposed cunt. "Hm, look at you. Even prettier without them on." He compliments while his thumb firmly rubs your nipple, eliciting a small moan out of you.
You arch your back into him, your eyes half-closed while you watch his hand caressing your body and softly holding you. "Can you- Rin, please, fuck me," you whisper, doing your best to keep your voice down, and he smiles at your attempt to lower your voice. "Can't deny my pretty doll face anything when she begs for my cock like that." He softly kisses your cheek before his hand moves to his cock, pumping himself slowly and spreading his precum all along his length. "Can't wait to feel you around me." He groans, two of his fingers pinching your nipples at his words, and you let out a moan- so loud that you wearily glance towards the curtain on your back, but much to your relief, no one comes to kick you out.
"You want me to prep you, doll?" His cock halts at your entrance, the tip barely dipping into your wetness, and you know your knees would give up if he wasn't pressing you so hardly against the mirror. "Just put it in. Rin, please fuck me," you beg, still trying to keep your voice as low as you can, and he groans and slowly pushes his tip inside. "So wet for me. Wet from having my cock rubbing between your legs. Such a dirty slut for me." His voice right next to your ear does something for you, and you let out another low whimper, just a tad bit louder this time. He tenses at the sound, pausing his movements when his cock is only half inside. "Gimme a hand here." He suddenly grabs your hand from the mirror, and you yelp when your face is pressed against the cool glass, your breaths making it foggy and harder for you to see his pretty face. You feel his tongue around your fingers though, licking a long stripe along two of them before he presses the digits against your lips.
"I want you to suck on these fingers while I fuck you. Pretend it's my cock. Make them nice and wet for me, doll." He rasps against your ear, and you desperately pant and clench around the tip of his cock when you slowly bring the fingers inside your mouth. You taste his saliva on your tongue, making sure to make a show of how you swirl your tongue around them before you put them into your mouth and he lets out a low groan when he sees how you suck eagerly on your fingers. You feel his chest heave against your back, his hand on your hip tightening his grip for a second before he abruptly pushes further inside of you until he's fully sheathed inside. Your walls flutter around him, you feel so warm and wet and welcome around him, and he finds himself pausing for a moment, enjoying how you clench and writhe in front of him while you suck on your fingers. Such a lewd sight- only for him.
He doesn't waste any time before he pulls his hips back and quickly pushes them forward again, making sure to hold your body steady to go deeper. Your breath is erratic, just like your heartbeat, your pussy throbbing for him, aching to have him fuck you, to have him touch you more-
"Don't worry, doll, I'll fuck you how you like it. I know what my little cumbucket needs," he hisses through gritted teeth and then he finally starts fucking you. His thrusts are slower than usual, for no doubt his measly attempt to keep quiet, even though you know for sure that the sound of skin slapping against skin can be heard in the next cabins. They are more powerful and harder than usual, his grayish eyes carefully observing your reactions until he sees how your face contorts in bliss. That's when he keeps angling his hips in the same way, knowing that he found your sensitive spot, and he will make sure to reach it every single time that he thrusts inside of you. You feel the heat coiling in your stomach when he fucks you just right, just how you need it. You're being used like a sex toy- and you love every single second of it.
You stiffen in front of him, feeling the warm glass against your cheek when he hits the same spot again and again, and you know that it will not take much more to make you cum. You whine against your fingers, slightly biting down to muffle your moans, and you feel how your legs tense even more when you're close, so close to reach your high-
"C'mon, doll face. Cum for me, and then I will fill you up. You like that, don't ya? Being full of my cum, walking home with my cum dripping down your legs." There is a need in his voice that makes you go feral, and you meet his thrusts with your hips, knowing fully well that you can't hold back much longer. His hands grab your hips tighter, and you gasp for air when you feel him so deep inside you-
Your thighs clench together when you suddenly reach your high, a particularly strong thrust sending you over the edge easily. You whine around the fingers, trying to stay as quiet as you can, but you can barely focus on staying quiet when you feel him tense too, his arms grabbing you almost painfully hard at this point when he cums, the hot liquid filling you up and painting your walls white. Your eyes roll back at the feeling, of being so deliciously full of him while you both remain motionless, just your ragged breaths escaping you while he holds your limp body up.
You know that he would usually praise you and massage your stiff limbs- he doesn't seem like it, but Suna is definitely a master at aftercare- but now he simply kisses your bare shoulder, only a few quiet words reaching your ears, like "love" and "pretty". You shiver in his arms, your mind slowly getting clearer, and you notice that you have drooled quite a lot around your fingers- much to your embarrassment, but a mischievous glint in Suna's eyes tells you that he definitely enjoys seeing you like this. You hesitantly pull your fingers out of your mouth, your jaw slightly aching from being kept so widely opened for so long.
Suna slowly pulls his softened cock out, not caring much about the thick droplet of cum that drips down your thighs and onto the new panties, much to your horror. His lips curl into a smile when he sees your reaction, and he leans down to reach for them and he soon holds them up with a triumphant huff.
"C'mon, doll. Get dressed while I buy the set..."
He suddenly slaps your bare ass, and you shriek as the sound echoes through- probably through the whole shop. "Rin!"
"...and then we can go home. I want to rip it off for real this time."
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saudrag · 20 days
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anybody else feeling completely normal and sane about spock’s hands or is it just me?
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my-queer-fantasy · 1 month
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i am cursing whoever taught transfemmes to be ashamed of their noises and made them feel like they should hold back their desperate moans and whimpers
how dare they deprive me of the prettiest and sweetest sounds on the planet
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