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#this spoke to me on a spiritual level
emotional-emotion · 1 year
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#he's just like me fr
YOU (2018-) 4.02 Portrait of the Artist
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that's okay, let's see how you do it // put up your dukes, let's get down to it
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1mm4d13 · 10 months
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novafire-is-thinking · 3 months
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Last week, this post made it to my dash, and it reminded me of the experience I had a little over a week ago:
I woke up early in the morning with sleep paralysis, and in the middle of my twilight sleep panic, SOUNDWAVE showed up.
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I’m dead serious—I remember him looking at me, and he didn’t have his visor on, so I immediately recognized him as my Soundwave.
And he proceeded to TELL me what to say to break the paralysis.
​I don’t remember exactly what he told me, and I chalk that up to my disorientation because Hello??? Soundwave is here????? Talking to me???
But I remember being desperate, and I wasn’t about to say no to Soundwave. lol
So I said the words as loudly as I could in my head, and within seconds, I was free.
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It was…an experience, to say the least.
I’m still lowkey freaked out that it happened…but you know what? I’m glad The Blorbo in my head is finally paying rent. It took him long enough. zhdhfkgk
Thanks for the help, Soundwave.
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bpdjennamaroney · 4 months
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people who worship rust cohle as a philosopher are so funny bc he’s not profound or deep, he’s just sexy…honestly he’s just a dark version of a himbo
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tealviscaria · 6 months
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maebird-melody · 10 months
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My deepest regret is that this lil guy can’t come with me to France. I’d be too scared of losing him.
He’s perched on the bookshelf instead, guarding the door until I return.
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thethera-rossa · 2 years
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nkogneatho · 9 months
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HQ???? kicking my feet and giggling for Alisa and baby blue
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avocadohertl · 1 year
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One of my favorite Allu Arjun movie moments has nothing to do with him dancing or acting or fighting, it's actually just him going, "shit shit shit shit shIT SHIT SHIT-" in English while looking panicked.
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musingmixtape · 11 months
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☆ closed starter // @silverspringed ​based on this plot.
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               “don’t make me laugh, there’s not one person in this room who’d buy that show you’re putting on.” joel’s tone was mean, almost unforgiving. but not even a master at performance like he could pretend not to be affected by the entire situation. he wanted not to care that she was parading around her new conquest in front of him, but everything felt so fake he could scream. “we all know– most importantly, I know– what you really look like when you’re in love.”
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certified-handler · 2 years
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Lol have you ever watch The Amazing World of Gumball? There's this episode I believed called Fan-Fiction, I just imagine all of you writing hard core with y/n and all, especially with Ecplise lately.
You're all Sarah G. Lato character going crazy at it in this episode, should definitely check it out.
Okay, that's funny because that was one of the shows that the daycare kids got me into and I specifically remember showing THAT episode to my partner who's immediate response was, "You let the kids watch this weird fucking show?"
It's been some years now since I actually watched that episode but I think it's worth a rewatch because... yeah. It's accurate.
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ageofgeek · 2 years
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Every scholar, expert, experienced person, journalist - foreign and domestic - that you read, who talks about the way to fight fascism, says that you need to built the largest coalition possible, from the socialists to the Never Trump Republicans. You don't have to love Liz Cheney.  You don't have to like her dad, or think the war in Iraq was a good fucking idea, to think she's running a good hearing.  Can we all just be adults and hold two things in our heads at one time? ... If I was living in 1930s Germany, and the Social Democrats weren't getting along with the Conservatives, and were like, "We can't possibly unite with them against this guy Hitler and their crackpot group of extremists," I'm sure those people lived to regret that.  I want anyone who wants to fight the fascists to be a part of this emergency movement.
Tommy Vietor and Ben Rhodes, Pod Save the World, “Jesus take the wheel (before Trump does)”
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yvnnieurl · 11 days
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carpecaelo · 8 days
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of love & destiny || zuko
can be read alone, or a part of this series.
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"Would you care to hear your fortune handsome?" You heard what sounded like an old woman saying as you were squished between Iroh and Zuko on the adorable yet deadly shirshu.
Your eyes lit up at the words as you nudge your head to the side to catch a glimpse of her.
"At my age there is only one big surprise left," Iroh responded.
"And I would just as soon leave it a mystery," he ended poetically, and although beautiful you didn't share the same sentiment.
Before you all could go bounding off you began waving your hands theatrically from behind the older man.
"I'd like to hear about my fortune!" You said, catching the older woman's attention, as well as the attention of the boy behind you.
As if it's ever left you.
Zuko scoffed at your words. "We have no time for stopovers."
At that a pout played on your lips, a pout the black haired boy couldn't see, but could definitely feel with how your shoulders slumped ever so slightly.
He was so close to bending to your will, but June saved him the embarrassment.
"Actually, Nayla does need a break. Her sense of smell gets weak when she's hungry." The bounty hunter spoke, already hopping off her shirshu, leaving no room for protest.
"See, we have more than enough time," you said, your mood changing almost immediately. And Zuko scoffed to cover up a sigh.
"Fine," was all he could say.
You then cheered, jumping off of the animal to pet her.
"Thank you Nayla," you smiled, patting her side and she let out a huff as if to say thank you.
With that you turned to the fortune teller who greeted you all earlier.
"I'd love to have my fortune read if that's okay with you Ma'am," you smiled at her, raising your hands at chest level and giving her a bow.
"Why of course, young one," she smiled and bowed back.
"And please call me Aunt Wu," she said, before turning towards Zuko.
"How about your friend ponytail over there?"
Zuko scoffed at this, crossing his arms and looking away.
"I don't waste my time with something as trivial as fortune telling."
This had you gasping.
"Zuko, don't be rude," you scolded, slapping the back of his head.
"Don't mind him, he's just not as spiritually inclined as I," you quickly bowed to Aunt Wu in an apology while he nursed the back of his head, looking at you with a glare.
"I see that now," Aunt Wu nodded, giving Zuko an unimpressed look before turning to smile at you once more.
"Well come along," she beckoned you towards her.
You gave Zuko one last look of disappointment before walking away, not feeling his eyes following your figure as you did.
You followed Aunt Wu to a large wooden building, and into a dimly lit room with an elegant table in the middle with two plush pillows on either side.
"Wow, this place is so spiritual," you said for lack of a better term, eyes flicking between the various knick-knacks scattered around the room.
"That it is," Aunt Wu chuckled at your amazement, gesturing you to sit as you did.
"What type of incense would you like dear?" She asked once you were both settled.
"Ooh, Jasmine please," you answered after skimming through her selection.
"Jasmine," she hummed, giving you a teasing look. " I see that someone would like a love reading."
"Heh, I would if you don't mind," your cheeks heated up as the scent of Jasmine filled the room.
You have read many books of fortune tellers and how they may help lead you to your true love. 
But you also read they could help you when you were lost.
Clearing your throat, you composed yourself for a moment.
"But, I would like another thing read first," you gave her an almost pleading look. And she understood immediately what you meant as she held out her hand.
"Very well, your palm please."
You placed your right hand in her slightly softer one, despite you being the younger party. 
You almost stiffened as she ran her fingers along your palms, especially when her fingers grazed the many calluses and scars that had made their home on you.
But you quickly calmed yourself, reminding yourself that this woman meant no harm.
"What would you like to know?" Aunt Wu then asked, pulling you out of your thoughts, which you were ever grateful for.
You took a second to compose yourself with a slow sigh, and she gave a small smile of support.
"I'm very far from home as you can see," you began, gesturing to your crimson and gold armour that you hated in comparison to your flowy robes.
"And I want to know if I can ever go back," you ended, looking Aunt Wu deep in the eyes, almost begging for an answer.
And answer she did.
"Indeed you are far from home," her fingers continued to trail across your hand.
"On mission no less. But your mission is different from the one you have even assigned with," she went on before giving you a look.
"Ponytail, I presume," she quirked a teasing brow and you felt yourself easing up a bit.
"Zuko, yes," you nodded, remembering the promise you made to his mother all those years ago.
The older woman continued her movements across your hands.
"You both have suffered so much," she lamented, and your mood soured once more as you felt the scar on your shoulder sear as if it was new.
"You have both suffered alone and for each other, and you both miss home dearly," Aunt Wu's tone became solemn as she locked eyes with you again.
"But you already know that," she said and you could only nod, your throat becoming drier by the second.
"To answer your question," she said, with a sigh, making you lean towards her.
"Even the spirits have no clear answer."
This had you scrunching your eyebrows, your stomach churning at her words.
"What does that mean?" You questioned, voice becoming agitated.
"Nothing negative dear, don't fret," she tapped your palm gently, noticing how the candles in the room seemed to grow in flame.
"Just because there is no clear answer, doesn't mean there's no answer at all. On your way home, you'll be approaching a crossroad. A crossroad of destiny, and your choice there will determine whether or not you go home," she explained, and your brows only scrunched more.
"A crossroads of destiny," you repeated under your breath.
"But what if I pick the wrong choice?" 
"There are no wrong choices, only your choice," Aunt Wu answered.
"But how will I know what I choose?" You asked again, your voice raising, the flames in the room doing the same.
"What if I never get home?"
"Calm down now," she tapped your palm again, eyes cautiously glancing at the growing flames.
You noticed this and immediately took a deep breath, just as Iroh taught you.
"I'm sorry," you say as the flames begin to calm down.
"It's quite alright," she comforted.
"Not many take to their fortunes kindly, and not to worry, the spirits say more."
You nodded for her to go on.
"The choice is already deep in your heart, and it will reveal itself once you are ready," she explained.
"And as for getting home. Home is not a constant my child."
This had you scrunching your eyebrows again.
"What?"
"Home is what we believe it to be," she answered
"And our beliefs can change overtime. So in a way, you'll reach home no matter what path you choose. It is just a question of what is your home when the time comes and if what you consider home now will remain in the future."
This had your eyes softening. You never thought of it like that. But a question fell off your tongue at her words.
"But will I be happy? With my choice I mean." You almost whispered.
"Not in the beginning, but you will be," she said simply.
"I see," you nodded, finding interest in your lap before your thoughts found their way once again towards the boy who also yearned for home.
"But what about Zuko?" You asked. "Will he be able to go home?"
"That I cannot answer," Aunt Wu shook her head.
"He must be here for me to read his fortune."
"Oh." You said, tone the most solemn it has been.
This did not go unnoticed by the wise woman.
"What I can say however, is that with someone like you on his side, he'll surely find his way," she said with a smile, turning your hand over to grasp it, soft, yet firm.
"Thank you, thank you so much," you finally returned her smile, albeit a bit forced after all you heard.
"It is nothing, I am only doing my job," her smile grew.
"What about that love reading?" She then asked to try to lighten the mood further.
"Oh yeah, I forgot about that," you said, making her chuckle.
"Give me your left hand, it is where your love line is." She gestured, and you placed your left hand in hers.
She took her time tracing the lines this time, and as she did you tried to calm yourself more.
The prospect of a love reading was definitely helpful, although you hated the idea of marriage in the traditional sense. Thoughts of love have always warmed you like no other.
"Oh, the answers are very clear here," Aunt Wu said, pulling you out of your thoughts.
"Your path towards love will be a difficult one, but once you reach it, it will be nothing but everything you've dreamed it to be."
This piqued your interest.
"When will I meet him?"
"You mean you don't know who he is yet?" She quirked a brow.
"Should I?" You returned her confused tone.
Surely you'd know if you've already met the love of your life 
"Well, he will be a powerful bender, a fighter with both strength and heart," she described.
"A bit stubborn, but your stubbornness will balance him out well enough," you both chuckled.
"It will be a great love, one that will be spoken about in centuries to come. But the greatness will come with a price of course," her tone darkened a bit as did your gaze.
Why did bad things always happen to you?
"As I said, the way to your love will be filled with sadness, even darkness," Aunt Wu went on.
"A great conflict will arise before you can reach him. But after all that, it would have been worth it."
What was it with your life and conflicts?
"But who?" You asked again, wanting so badly to know your future husband.
All Aunt Wu did was chuckle.
"The thing about being a fortune teller is to not reveal everything at once," She turned your hand over and clasped it in both her hands.
"You will know who he is soon enough." 
She gave you a wink. 
"Please, I really want to know," you begged again.
"The time will come beautiful one, I don't want to spoil the surprise."
She then stood up, leading you up with her, leaving no room for questions.
"Alright," you finally relented, albeit forcefully.
"Thank you so much for the reading."
"It was a pleasure."
With that, she led you back to the town square where Iroh and Zuko were already waiting.
"Thank you again Aunt Wu," you finally let go of her hand and bowed at the fortune teller one final time.
"It's no problem," she bowed back.
"I wish you nothing but the best on your journey."
You quietly watched Aunt Wu leave, head filled with thought of your upcoming crossroads of destiny, and your seemingly almost impossible love. It was only when someone tapped your shoulder where you were finally brought back to reality.
"Here, it's getting really hot," you turned to see Zuko, who had a canteen of water in his hand.
"Thank you," you said, your smile only becoming wider as you took a sip and handed the canteen to Zuko who promptly put it away.
He looked at you for a second, taking in your slightly off expression. He couldn't quite  put his finger on what you were feeling, but he knew it wasn't good.
"What was that all about?" He asked, now trying to coax it out of you.
"Oh nothing," you brushed him off, giving him a smile that you didn't know made him melt.
You were always so good at masking your emotions, as evidenced by Iroh's interest in your conversation.
"By the looks of it someone just got a love reading," the older man said, moving to stand beside you.
"How can you tell?" You questioned, feeling slightly bashful now.
"Talks of love often leaves a glow on a person. And you're practically radiating right now," he commented, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder 
"Well it was an amazing talk," you played into his words. 
You were sure the so-called glow was frazzlement from your anticipation of a slightly disastrous yet rewarding future. But you had to admit, the prospect of such a great love left you swooning a bit.
Iroh's eyes told you to say more, and you did.
"Aunt Wu said I'd marry a strong and powerful bender, and that he'd be everything I've wanted and more," you sighed dreamily, keeping out the part about the great conflict, and the other turmoil that came before it. 
The older man echoed your dreamy sigh, while Zuko scoffed from your other side, making you turn to him.
"I didn't know you were so gullible."
"Excuse me?" You put your hands in your hips 
"Fortune tellers are a scam, she probably just told you what you wanted to hear," he took your challenge, rolling his eyes 
Oh, if he only knew.
Still, you decided to fight with him, as you always did.
"You're just jealous Zuzu," you rolled your eyes back, moving to pinch his cheek lightly as June and Nayla stalked the three of you.
Zuko had no time to protest your actions as June spoke.
"Come on, the sun will set in a few hours," She yelled, now perched upon on her steed, and you all scrambled to follow her.
Iroh got up first behind June, and before you could even raise your arms to hoist yourself up, Zuko pushed you out of the way.
"Let me," he said, holding out his hands as an invitation of help, and you couldn't help but tease him again.
"I didn't know you were such a gentleman."
"I'm not," he growled.
"I just don't want you to fall and cause another delay," 
It was your turn to scoff.
"I'm gonna pretend you never said that because I would like to accept your offer."
Zuko only rolled his eyes at your words, taking your waist in his hands so he could lift you upwards. He then quickly got behind you so as to not waste any time.
"If only my future husband would be as much of a gentleman as you Zuzu, I'd be the happiest girl in the world," you clasped your hands together and placed them against your cheek in an exaggerated swoon to annoy him.
And annoy him you did, so he spat back 
"I pity the man who marries you."
You gasped, but before you could push back at him, your voice was pulled out of you by the sudden jolt that was Nayla bounding off.
You grasped at Iroh's robes In Front of you to keep from falling, and Zuko followed suit by wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you towards chest.
As you held on for dear life, you were left completely unaware of Zuko's reddening cheeks behind you.
And he was unaware of whether the heat radiating off of him was annoyance from your teasing, or jealousy towards your future husband.
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more of a reader character study honestly, but eh.
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abbyshands · 1 month
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kit you spoke to me on a spiritual level with camgirl!abby i will get on my knees for more ♡
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a/n; @andersonlore, ml, how could i say no to that? <3
pairing; sub!cam girl!abby x dom!gn!reader
synopsis; cam girl!abby needs you like the oxygen that fills her lungs. so, in your own way, you fill her just as much. (or, put simply, fucking abs before a mirror <3)
warnings; use of a strap-on (abby!receiving) referred to as reader’s dick or cock, reader uses sweetheart, baby, and pretty girl for abby, roughish sex, praise (abby!receiving), reader is a huge tease, abby films reader fucking her, reader films themself fucking abby, lmk if i missed smt! ♡ (which i prob did bc i’m so sleepy rn)
wc; 1k
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imagine sub!cam girl!abby, phone in her shaky hands as she films you pounding into her from behind. she’s been craving you all day, but she couldn’t find a good time to ask you. it was only when you came out of the shower, wet hair, naked body, looking so pretty her knees buckled, that she expressed this dying need of hers.
and then, decided to fulfill it.
you and abby are poised in front of the mirror beside the very shower you came out of, your hands on abby’s ass as you take her from the back. “f- fuck!” abby moans as you squeeze down on her bottom, hard, possessive. each thrust grows quicker, more ravenous by the second, as you give the blonde all that she’s asking for.
“keep that camera up for me, baby,” you commanded as you saw the phone begin to slip from her fingers. she didn’t get why she couldn’t just prop it up. it’d make it so much easier on her.
but you wanted to make her work.
“how’s anyone going to see your gorgeous self if you don’t?” you ask her genuinely.
“th- they’re not,” abby whined. she didn’t want to have to admit that you were right. she would have preferred to prop the phone up like she always did in her videos. but when it came to having a partner like you? she knew full well that it wasn’t that easy.
you just loved to mess with her.
“that’s right, baby. so just take it for me, yeah?” you coo into abby’s ear, and she nods all too quickly in response. you’re deep inside of her soaked pussy by now as abby moans your name, cheeks pink, eyes locked onto the view of you rutting into her in the mirror.
you smirk as an idea crosses your mind. “aw. poor thing just needs to be filled,” you tease. purposefully, you pull yourself out of her, earning a low whine of disapproval as quickly as you had done it.
abby’s fingers can barely keep the phone in her large hand when you derive her of what she’d been wordlessly begging you for all day. she can’t get enough of you, and your absence makes her go crazy. “c’mon, please, don’t- don’t stop, f- fuck. please.”
you want to give it one more moment or so before you give her what she’s asking you for. but your own need bubbles inside you as her sweet moans fill your ears, and you’re desperate to hear them again.
you’re just as bad as she is.
“oh, sweetheart, i can’t when you beg me like that,” you’re all but gushing over abby as you slip back inside of her, hips rutting hungrily into your lover. abby’s quick to whine again, eyes glued to the counter you’re fucking her against. “you sound too good, baby, holy fuck,” you cuss.
“it’s you, god, it’s all you. you’re making me feel so, so- fuck,” abby groaned as you gave her an especially hard thrust of your hips. “good.”
“mmhm. can barely hold that camera up, hm?” you hum, a simper on your lips. it’s all abby can do not to roll her eyes at you as you keep going. in the end, she decided to keep her response in her head.
your pounding ensues for a while longer before you’re forced to grab abby’s phone from her. poor girl could barely comprehend the feeling of your cock inside her cunt.
much less hold a phone while she was doing it.
you aim the camera on her back as you fuck into her, your free hand on her ass as you do so. “fucking adorable. you see her? you see how pretty she is?” you whisper to no one but yourself, and the millions who go as feral for your girl as you do.
your words make abby’s embarrassment, her shyness, rush to her pale cheeks. her head goes down in seconds, eyes not on you, not on the mirror, but on the sink below her.
you weren’t the biggest fan of that one.
“nuh uh, pretty girl. look up,” you say it like an ask, but abby knows it’s a demand just from the way the words leave your lips. she does it, but slow, and you decide to help her along. you guide her by her braid, gingerly, and force her to look into the mirror once more. “there you go, baby. that wasn’t so hard, was it?”
“no.”
you drive abby crazy as you pound her to no end, because you want to make sure she’s pleasured as much as she needs to be. it’s obvious when abby’s on the brink of release. her whines are so lewd they mimic crying, and her hips begin to push back against you as she allows her neediness to take over.
that’s when you prop the camera up, and you know abby’s wondering why the hell you didn’t do that earlier.
“you’re close, aren’t you, baby?” you ask, and her response is whiny, broken as she answers, “yes,” lowly so.
abby can barely hold herself back from letting herself go. she needs you to make her cum, but at the same time, she wanted this to last forever. “god, you feel so good, f- fuck, so good,” abby rambles. “iloveyou, god, iloveyou.”
that’s abby’s last tell that she’s close to cumming, and it always has been. she whispers how much she loves you, how good you make her feel, how gorgeous you are. it’s beyond adorable.
“mmm, i love you, too, baby. now, c’mon, almost there. you got it, sweetheart,” you praise your pretty girl as you push yourself as deep inside of her as you can go, pace hard and fast, a blunt converse to the way you’re speaking.
it’s not long before you’ve got her.
“yeah, baby, fuck, c’mon. cum all over my cock, good girl,” is what abby heard as she’s dripping all over you, just like you asked of her. she slaps her hand over her lips to muffle a lewd mewl of your name as she drenches your dick in her cum.
your neighbors already hate you as it is.
you’re not at all surprised when you see just how much abby came for you when you pull out. it had probably been building up all day, really. you can’t help but smirk as you grab the camera, and sink down to your knees behind her.
“look at all that. came so much, didn’t she?” you rasp, n’ you lap every last bit up for future viewers to see, unable to help yourself. you can see abby’s muscles jerk as she grips onto the counter, and a moan escapes her lips as you lick up her release like the hungry person you are. “mmm. could eat you all day, sweetheart.”
abby pouted as you got up from your knees, and she grumbled as you ended the video and saves it to her camera roll. “you’re such a tease,” she whined.
you chuckle at those words, and wrap your arms around her from behind, kissing and nipping at her neck in response. you link your arms around her waist as you pull her close to you, whispering, “yeah.”
“but you love me.”
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reblogs are very much welcomed <3
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