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i need her

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Look at my girl failure

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hi it's my birthday so here's a few of my personal works that i like and hope you enjoy too 💜🌾

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silliest girl next door

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Season of the Witch is going great... I think. Eris: "Guardian! It's 4pm, time for your tithes." Guardians: "Yes Mommy Eris."

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lumity doodles ft their cats

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what a funky dude

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i love them so much 😊 they make me wanna eat lead 🩷❤️

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Across the spiderverse lockscreens

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that page of the transgirl romance comic where she kisses her hand and her hair while affirming her gender identity is so good I am not kidding it would be so wildly effective on me, I think I would entirely melt if this was done to me, just immediately become putty in their hands

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Awwwww

Miles taking Gwen on a ramen date just to have Gwen recreate his drawing >

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your honor i love them

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Can i req just like horny miguel idk im starving rn

of course anon!!!! ^_^

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fic by miumiulicious 2023 — miguel x gn!reader CWs :: smut -- self given handjobs, extremely needy miguel, he litrlly thinks abt y/n everyday!!. not proof read/edited

pre a/n :: thank you anon! this is a simple request but i get what u mean. sorry if i went too far but i picture miguel as someone extremely desperate in sexual activities

you had been walking around hq this day, finishing up a couple missions miguel had requested you. walking back and forth between his office and all around the society, you always felt a pair of eyes on you. red, hungered eyes.

miguel's irises would swirl, staring at you up and down as you walked out of his office, he yearned for more and more. just to see you, a glimpse, every other second of his day. he could barely keep up with his thoughts, his hand focusing on elsewhere.

miguel would stroke at his cock in his own office, loosening up from the stressful day as his brain fogged with only imagery of you and how tight your spidersuit hugged your curved and contoured body. it would hug in all the right places of course, the right places for miguel to stare and cry and dream about.

he'd grunt from his throat, length hardening, pre already seeping from the tip as his hand felt around the bulging veins of his cock. he stroked back and forth repeatedly, imagining that your careful hand was the one caressing him and his parts like this.

already leaking all over his hand, he'd grunt once again, but in an annoyed manner. he had to clean himself up, the mess he was, and how blatantly horny and needy he was just for you. he couldn't contain himself any further, and this became a repeating schedule.

as soon as you would step out of his office, hips side to side as you walked, he tugged his cock out, revealing the tall erection as he groaned due to the throbbing pain. he was so extremely horny, and it was starting to become a problem how much he thought of you. especially while he stroked at his cock, pleasuring himself.

he felt so worthless being so desperate like this, but couldn't help but think of you going down on his cock, head bobbing like a floatie. imagery of you tasting every bit and feeling every single vein and flavor of his cock with just your tongue and mouth, sliding the tip in. he'd picture you swiveling your pink tongue all around his tip.

sometimes he'd get interrupted, shifting back and forth, bucking his hips a little as he stroked his own cock by himself, grunts and heavy breaths leaving his mouth. all of a sudden, steps would enter his office and he'd tidy up in just a second, turning back into the spiderman everyone feared at the society.

while he spoke to whatever spiderperson interrupted him, he'd have a little strain in his voice, slightly annoyed that he didn't get to release his load after stroking and dreaming for so long. pre cum dripped, the painful throbbing sensation returning as he'd speak to a recruit, stumbling a little upon his own words.

another day, while he sat by himself in his office, reviewing clips of you walking around the hallway and speaking -- god, your voice is what made him extremely wild. noises coming out of the screen, he'd start heaving and moaning, tilting his head back while his cock was being played with. his hand wrapped around his thick and lengthy erection, stroking to return back to his dreams about you.

he had to take it upon himself to come to you. he couldn't keep up this schedule anymore.

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"no need to worry little sibling, nothing can get in our way"

responding to @curseofhyperfixation suggestion "Collector with their siblings":)

and some sketches

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yeah

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I Deleted TikTok

“Yeah well that place is-“ SHUT UP i’m talking about this

So first, The app’s content just sucked i was following 800+ people and followed like 3 people a day which leads me to,

Point B. I must preface this with, no hate to any creators or people I speak about “its about me its not about you” is overplayed but feels the most applicable.

It felt like every other video was someone was in a bad situation and asking for help and follows because they were in bad situation. This just made my mental health shit, not being able to help yata yata yata in the end i was following like 300 of these people and felt like shit.

Finally. (Little TW here for child nsfw no detail but mentioned)

I was just scrolling and saw a slideshow scroller across and saw hentai. of. a. child. A child character flewn across my screen. I deleted the app. I hope i never download it again.