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The Stardust Reblog Challenge is hosted by @liraketo
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Everything costs me money and it's not even that good
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MONICA BARBARO for GLAMOUR SPAIN (2025) Photographed by ROSALINE SHAHNAVAZ
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Anonymous asked:
Erm, I would actually would like you to elaborate on milking Rhett if you feel like it.
Hell yeah, I'll elaborate 👁️👁️ now that I think about it, I have a slight memory of where I was going with that thought 💃
Notes for prostate stimulation, milking, and, of course, cum play. Minors and folks who have an agenda against playing with Rhett Abbott's ass, this is your queue to exit.
It's a little something that first kicks off when you and Rhett go out for lunch and find yourselves (unwillingly) eavesdropping on the conversation happening at the table across from yours. A little group of rodeo guys rambling on and on about their wild escapades and the craziest things they've done in bed. You and Rhett tried to ignore it; you really did, but you wound up listening when the guy in the red flannel mentioned a threesome in a Jurassic park themed hotel room.
You and Rhett are quietly giggling and whispering to each other until red flannel starts rambling on about how a girl convinced him to try milking a few weeks back. When Rhett's smile first falls, you honestly don't think much about it, but then red flannel starts going into detail, and Rhett's ears are turning redder by the second. It's like watching a cartoon, the longer the conversation goes, the redder your boyfriend becomes.
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Reblogged sio-ina-bottle
jurassic park but it's tiny elephants and nothing goes wrong 🥺
same score but played entirely on kazoos
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I don't care if Mike is hard and don't call me lemonade
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We are coming. Fascists beware.
Join the correct side of history.
Chicago:
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There are just some days when driving down your driveway feels impossible.
Long, winding, as are most driveways in Wabang. This had been the main selling point when you bought this house. Twisting through the landscape and gently bringing you up to your humble little home. Usually pleasant to drive down.
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The first thing you and Bob learn about Rhett is that he's a fancy dress and a fairy Godmother away from being a damn Disney Princess.
And the night that you met him and Bob was your first warning sign.
The three of you were curled into the back of his truck, sipping on drinks and fighting through a bout of uncomfortable silence, when all of a sudden, a bird landed on Rhett's boot. A little house finch, eyeing up the handful of sunflower seeds in his hand.
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Anonymous asked:
now you’ve got me thinking of rhett and bobby making little yarn bunnies with you. and how tiny the bunnies would look in their hands 😭
stoppppp the boys fussing over making tiny little bunnies with you 😭
All three of you are sharing one hot glue gun and keep causing trouble while waiting for it to become available again. In the time it takes Bob to get the nose on one bunny, you've managed to balance a pair of tiny bunny ears on Rhett's head, and Rhett is pretty sure he can make this work with super glue (it ends in him briefly gluing his fingers together).
Bob accidentally knocks the glue sticks off the table. Rhett burns his thumb twice while trying to get the ears together. At some point, your three bunnies are finished, but they're...still figuring out the eyes.
The bunnies are just so tiny, and their hands are so big :( and Robby refuses to have another bunny with a lopsided eye! Even the fully completed buns are tiny in their big hands :( it's as if they shrink the moment they're picked up!
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rawest fucking hozier lyrics in no particular order:
- i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight
- heat of her breath in my mouth; im alive
- i’d be the choiceless hope in grief that drove him underground
- idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword
- and when the earth is trembling on some new beginning with the same sweet shock of when adam first came
- every version of me dead and buried in the yard outside
- the stench of the sea and the absence of green are the death of all things that are seen and unseen
- if I was born as a blackthorn tree i’d wanna be felled by you, held by you, fuel the pyre of your enemies
- some like to imagine the dark caress of someone else, I guess any thrill will do
- before the wave hits, marveling at god; before he feels alone one final time and marries the sea
- betray the moon as acolyte on first and fierce affirming sight
- i have never known peace like the damp grass that yields to me, I have never known hunger like these insects that feast on me
- screaming the name of a foreigner’s god; the purest expression of grief
- sweet and right and merciful, i’m all but washed in the tide of her breathing
- but you don’t know the hell you put me through; to have someone kiss the skin that crawls from you
- so i try to talk refined for fear that you find out how i’m imagining you
- my head was war, my skin was soaked, I called your name ‘til the fever broke
- be still, my indelible friend, you are unbreaking
- remember me, love, when i’m reborn as a shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn
true but how could you forget:
- my peace has always been dependent, on all the ashes in my wake
- I’m somewhere outside my life, babe, I keep scratching but somehow I can’t get in
- And the nights were as dark as my baby, And half as beautiful too
vvirginiawoolf
lemme just add
- true that love in withdrawal was the weeping of me, that the sound of the saw must be known by the tree
- if secrets were like seeds, then i’m lying on the marble marvel of the flowers you have made
- why would make out in words a cage for your own bird, when it sings so sweet the screaming, heaving fuckery of the world
WELL
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stuck in a timeloop called i just have to get through this week