PLEASE JUST SHOW ME THE CASSEROLE RECIPE

Confession:

I used to think Jerma was a Tumblr hoax. Like Goncharov 1973. I don't know why. But yeah. I didn't think he was real! Honestly, still not sure if I believe he exists...

straight up you're not blogging unless your butt naked leaned back in a chair smoking a badly rolled blunt and the ash is falling onto your bare chest and it hurts and it hurts and it hurts

merry crisis everyone

And a happy new fear

Duolingo should include a gacha so you can win images of anime boys

at&t (telecommunication)

t&t (trans friendship)

tvst (trans enemies)

t4t (romantic)

hayley but its spelled Heighleigh

Stop putting your stupid AI chat roleplay in the 'x reader' tag. It's not fanfiction it's just you talking to a bot and you're taking up space from actual writers.

SMUT, 18+ MINORS DNI. OVERSTIM, DRY CUMMING, PRAISE ("good boy", "honey", "sweet thing") M!RECEIVING.

Oh, he looks so pretty like this.

All spread out, just for you, like the absolute present he is. His sweaty back pressed against your chest, his legs spread wide exposing his flush, begging cock that you've had your pretty little hand wrapped around for hours now.

It's not that he's being edged, he can cum as much as he wants. That's the problem.

His body is fucking hot, a burning temperature he could only experience when pressed against your flesh.

"Baby...baby please, can't take no more..." he's slurring, but the next thing that leaves his mouth is an unholy moan that only encourages you further.

"C'mon sweet thing," you coo against the shell of his ear, your hand squeezing the base of his cock, "you can give me one more, right? Be a good boy and give me one more."

He whines again, a broken gasp escaping his puffy lips when your hand begins to move again. Up and down his shaft at an agonizing pace, your thumb slipping over his pre-cum covered slit.

His hips jerk forward, he's practically thrashing in your arms, begging for more. But he knows you won't give it to him, you haven't for the past hour.

The sheets beneath him are wet and your hand is covered with old cum, but yet you're still not satisfied. You need him to be absolutely fucked dumb.

You decide to give him some grace, you aren't heartless after all. Your hand's pace picks up, now moving rapidly up and down, up and down. If it's not one extreme, it's the other.

He's thrashing, begging, screaming in your arms. Fat tears rolling down his cheeks, his muscle-clad stomach becoming concave, his legs tense as he gets to the edge, he's so fucking close.

With a final flick of your wrist and a snap of his hips, his eyes roll back.

But he doesn't cum.

His eyes widen when he hears you click your tongue from behind him, your hand wrapping around his flacid cock again.

"Oh, honey, I'm sorry. I'm afraid that doesn't count," you pout with a tone full of fake sweetness, smirking against his shoulderblade, "try again."

MAKOTO. TACHIBANA, rin matsuoka, kageyama, atsumu, kenma, kojiro, usahara, uramichi + your favs !

post-post clarity when you're looking at your post on the dash like who gives a fuck. delete

If you have bodily autonomy, then there is always a chance that you will do something to your body that you will regret. This is not an argument for taking that autonomy away.