— WESTERN.

i'm really curious about this, but where are y'alls names from? like one of my names is mexican and the other is arabic

rb and tag where your name's from

cuddling and playing minecraft after making out under big fluffy blankets and smoking

just for fun, for the rest of the night I'll take a hit of my pen for every note this post gets <3

I'm already a little high so this will be fun lol

i'm a nerd in real life, and one of my most shameful fantasies is getting used by stereotypical Nerd Types. looking a little too stupid and feminine at a comic shop and finding myself getting gagged on some nerd's dick over a pedantic knowledge test. joining a dnd table of all men not expecting anything to happen only for them to slowly plan their gangrape of me over a number of sessions. attending a video game competition and ending up drinking some neets piss before he cums on my face. supporting a friend at a card tournament and getting whisked away to huff and lick sweaty nerd asshole for hours. making friends with someone over a shared action figure hobby only for him to rape his own virginity away the first time i'm alone with him. i could go on and on and on

Bruises are an erogenous zone

you get on kink tumblr and what they don’t tell you is it’s an infinite number of trans puppy dogs all crowded in here like it’s a clown car

Alright bear with me, am a bit high but I can't stop thinking about being corrupted by a priest, um. After I stop by to talk for a bit, he offers to take my confession and do communion for me. It starts slow, I confess the lustful thoughts I've been having, how much weed I've been smoking, how my eyes wander to who they shouldn't. He doesn't press for more information, not yet, and I take the Eucharist. Next time it happens, he suggests praying with me afterwards, does a blessing you know. He starts, over time getting friendly. Confession in his office leads to sitting in his lap and it doesn't even feel wrong, in fact I feel a bit hazy and my eyelids are heavy and my god I've never wanted this man worse in my life. And he knows how horny weed makes me now, confirming a suspicion he had at our first confession. The second suspicion is confirmed when I start rutting on his lap, slowly and lazily at first, then desperately. He chastises me for just how sinful I'm being, as he feeds me more marijuana laced grape juice. A few more weeks of this leads further and further until he's fucking me, forcing me to recite the Our Father and the Nicene Creed while I whimper and sob on his dick :) this goes on for a while. Turns out I do like church lol.

my girlfriend: idk i’m just worried that I don’t smell good down there 😔👉👈

meanwhile me, nearly blacking out from how horny i get from the idea of eating her out: that’s fine 👁️👁️

ideally it's 2005 and im making out w my older brother in his bedroom while the save screen of re4 idles in the background

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