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I BROKE 1,000 FOLLOWERS!!! as celebration of that, I kind of half promised a video of me shaking my ass, so that's what you're gonna get!!! I am also passing you the virtual joint, rb to keep the joint going around the circle 💗💗🥰🥰
🤭🤭🤭😘😘😘
Reposting this because I look so good in it.
✨reblogs and praise appreciated✨
"are you okay?" no i need to be edged until i'm whining and squirming and there's tears in my eyes and i'm begging to finally be allowed to cum . if you even care
if you are a part of the attack on titan fandom please reblog this post to share that the fandom isn't dead or dying and this can also be used to make more moots/friends!
dni if you're racist, homophobic, or just an asshole in general who can't let people be happy.
nice to meet you moss!!!
Welcome to our blog!
Hi everyone!!
My name is Moss, but my friends also call me Red. My prononouns are he/it, and I'm transmasc, pan and ace :)
I'm 12 years old, and I moved to South Park (Colorado) with my parents a couple months ago. My best friend Kenny and I decided to make this blog since we really like doing stuff with each other (he actually almost lives at my home lol)
You can asks us anything! As long as it's not nsfw- we don't have that many boundaries smh
Nice to meet you all!!!
Blog Rules Here
(boost? /nf @kenn-mccormick @lem-n-aid @fennecfiree @ray4youknow @orionsp @spookyteeth @bleach-enjoyer)
I’m just. The thing is. I’m a fucking genius. And I see all. And I know all. And i wrote this outfit out down to the HAIRSTYLE at least a year ago
lmao funny konghuang server is done rb if u want an invite !!!! ty aya @/permanentlyexhaustedowl for helping me organize stuff/help me make the server !!! <3
HSA Relationship Meme:
Either send me an Emoji and I’ll Tell you what Relationship the OC of mine has with your OC, or reblog this and I send you an Emoji of which Relationship your OC has with Mine.As well as headcanons
Staff:
😈Belia
👿Bethany
🖊️Marcell
👠Malorie
📢Amalia
🗡️Valeria
👽Unosis
🌑Sol
🐱Pherea
💋Beatrice
💲Shadman
👁Aino
💮Nakamura
🎂 Angelica
😇 Kaden
Students:
🎩Flynn
🌌 Nanoya
🕊️Rubina
⚡Peko
🎸Emma
👾Greg
🧵Tyler
🦊 Rachel
🐉 Gabriele
🍵 Tesadelle
🐺Aiden
🍊Media
🎾Tenera
🦸♀️Sindren
💄Mythra
🤖Feena
🔥 Dragiselle
❄️ Inessa
👨💻 Taron
🍀Kome
💉Tiam
🍳Kayne
🍔 Quora
🍷Vanessa
🪆Emil
🤡 Ronnie
🦌 Eleafy
🎤Macie
🍏 April
🖤 Julian
🦋 Taylin
🦠 Eikichi
🐞Beelby
☢️ Zyan
🎀 Paula
Thank you @ranboolivesaysstuff for providing my 8 week old kitten with entertainment, she’s been watching the stream since the start and hasn’t stopped
(Btw her name is Cookie)
these songs have a death grip on me jakshsjshsj
OMG TY!! Yes I know you because I only figured out what your profile picture is supposed to be a day ago and I support it
The mascots at the lower levels were never mascots at all, but instead pulled themselves together with disorganized pieces of fabric and made their own worlds underground. Here’s the court of the Queen!
just dirty, gross, messy kisses with rafe.
*.⊹˚𝜗୧ ‧₊˚
currently not on speaking terms, you eye rafe from across the room. the party you’re at is dark, save for a few strobe lights obnoxiously blaring in your corner vision. rafe blames them for his lack of, say— decorum. but who could blame him? when they made you look so good, variegated colours painting your dancing body in just the right way, reds and blues and purples cascading against your soft skin— that soft skin— he nearly forgets why he’s even mad at you, and he needs to get his hands on you, or he felt as if he might implode. the lights, they make him impulsive. desperate. unlike himself.
by the time he reaches you, he gives you no time to recuperate, rough hands exploring your hips, his pelvis pressed shamelessly against yours as he backed you out of sight, mouth desperate in search of yours. one thing about rafe, is he didn’t waste any time.
his tongue slides its way into your mouth same as his fingers slot themselves into the waistband of your shorts, toying with the string of your thong in amusement. you can’t get a word out, he’s so assertive, and it’s dizzying. it only makes the whole ordeal more maddening. he’s ignored you for a week now— is this his way of apologizing? luckily, you’re more patient than he is (which is why the two of you work so well together, despite what he says), and your hands find their way to his face, forcing him away from you— partially to take a breath, partially to try and get a word in. his lips chase yours as you move him away, parted and swollen and glossy. “what exactly—“ he’s moved to your neck now, impatient, “—prompted this, cameron?”
he was never good with words. he couldn’t express clearly enough that you just looked too fucking good, it was driving him crazy. he couldn’t express that he couldn’t give a fuck about why he was mad at you anymore, or how he suddenly felt like he didn’t care about your so called “attitude”. he couldn’t explain the lights. so instead, he resorted to sucking onto your neck, hands delving deeper into your waistline and pulling you closer to him, bodies pressed together, sweaty, frantic. “don’t get to walk in here like you own the place.” he mumbles, a bit too harshly, as he sinks his teeth into the newly formed bruise he’s made on your neck. his pants tent when you let out a whine.
desperate and drunk, you tug at his waistband, soliciting a groan from the tall boy that allows you to reinsert your mouth onto his. it was a pathetic sight, the two of you: drooling, tongues shoved down each other’s throats, hands wandering.
“the lights,” he starts, in between kisses, and your brows furrow, small smile forming as you wait for him to continue, “make you look so, fucking good,” kiss, “couldn’t let—“ kiss, “anybody else see you”, kiss, kiss, “had to take what’s mine.” kiss. he growls this, in a way that makes you shiver, thighs pressing harder against his own.
“think you’re the shit, huh? actin’ like i cant see you eyeing me. shit pisses me off. need to put you in your place.” every word he says is in one ear and out the other, you’re too entranced by the gravely way he spits his words at you, voice reverberating into your core. i’m sorry, rafe, you mumble— not entirely sure he can even hear. the gesture is received, all the same, when you let him drag you into the bathroom around the corner.
the lights, he thinks. thank god for the lights.