Lady of Lust Series Emojis & Text

The air was thick with anticipation as the crowd gathered around the center of the arena. It was the annual "Feast of Flesh," a celebration of the most primal of human desires: the hunger for violence and the thirst for blood. The spectators, dressed in their finest rags and chains, chattered excitedly amongst themselves, their faces painted with the colors of their favorite gladiators. The arena itself was a sight to behold, a massive circular structure made of rough-hewn stone and iron, surrounded by towering stands that seemed to reach up towards the heavens. Today's main event promised to be unlike any other in the history of the Feast. Two of the most famous gladiators in the land would face off against each other: the legendary "Silent Killer," a towering figure clad in black armor, his face hidden beneath a mask of rusted metal, and his opponent, the enigmatic "Lady of Lust," a petite and seductive woman who fought with a whip and a smile. Rumors swirled about their past encounters, some whispering of forbidden love, others of bitter hatred. As the sun began to set, casting long shadows across the arena, the two gladiators emerged from their respective tunnels, each accompanied by a throng of screaming fans. The Silent Killer moved with the grace of a predator stalking its prey, his eyes fixed on Lady of Lust, who danced and spun before the crowd, her whip cracking like a bullwhip. The air was thick with tension as they circled each other, neither daring to make the first move. The crowd held its breath, waiting for the moment when their two worlds would collide. Finally, Lady of Lust lunged forward, her whip snaking out towards the Silent Killer's legs. He leapt nimbly aside, his sword flashing in the dying light. With a swift movement, he parried her attack and countered with a slash of his own. Their weapons clashed, sending up a shower of sparks, and the crowd roared its approval. The battle raged on, each combatant matching the other's skill stroke for stroke, their breath coming in ragged gasps. The gladiators danced around each other, their bodies glistening with sweat and blood. The Silent Killer's armor was battered and dented, while Lady of Lust's clothes hung in tatters around her. She fought with a desperation that belied her small stature, her whip weaving a deadly web around the Silent Killer. But he was relentless, pressing her back towards the edge of the arena. With one final lunge, he pierced her heart, driving his sword deep into her chest. The crowd erupted into a frenzy as the Silent Killer stood triumphant over the fallen Lady of Lust. As the medics rushed to tend to her wounds, the Silent Killer removed his helmet, revealing the face of a woman. The crowd fell silent in shock. It was Lady of Lust, her features hidden beneath layers of makeup and prosthetics. She had been leading a double life, fighting as both a man and a woman, all for the sake of her own twisted amusement. As she was carried away from the arena, she turned her head towards the Silent Killer, their eyes meeting for a brief moment before they were lost amidst the chaos. The meaning of that look would be debated for years to come, but one thing was certain: the Feast of Flesh would never be the same again. The aftermath of the match cast a long shadow over the revelers. Some celebrated the Silent Killer's victory, while others mourned the loss of Lady of Lust. Rumors spread like wildfire, fueling the flames of speculation about the true nature of their relationship. Some claimed they had been lovers in secret, while others swore they had been bitter enemies all along. In the end, no one could be sure of the truth. As the sun set on the arena, the Silent Killer, now revealed as Lady of Lust, was stripped of her title and exiled from the kingdom. She disappeared into the night, leaving behind a trail of questions and uncertainties. The Feast continued without her, but the air of mystery and intrigue that had once defined it was forever changed. The gladiatorial combat was no longer about simple entertainment; it had become a complex exploration of identity, love, and betrayal. And with each new match, the stakes only grew higher. The new gladiators dragged the Lady of Lust out of the ring to the headquarters, but then.. A handsome man came and killed them all, Brining the Lady of Lust to his house, he asked '' What's your name?" She looked at him with her seductive eyes and said, "My name is Lust, but you can call me whatever you want." He smiled and replied, "I want you to call me Master." She blushed and said, "Yes, Master." The man, known as the Master of Lust, trained her in secret, teaching her new ways to use her whip and body to control men. He also taught her how to fight with a sword, making her even more dangerous. As time passed, they fell in love, and their passion knew no bounds. Their relationship became the talk of the town, with everyone wondering if the Master of Lust was indeed the Silent Killer who had slain the Lady of Lust. The Feast of Flesh continued, but now it was different. The crowd no longer cheered for bloodshed; they cheered for the Master of Lust and the Lady of Lust. Their love story had given the arena a new purpose, a reason to exist beyond mere entertainment. The gladiatorial combat became a celebration of passion and devotion, of two souls intertwined in a dance of death and desire. One day, as the Lady of Lust was about to face her next opponent, the Master of Lust stood beside her. He took off his helmet, revealing his face to the crowd. It was the Lady of Lust herself, her features hidden behind the mask all along. The crowd gasped in shock and awe, realizing that she had been playing a double game. She had been both the victim and the victor, the prey and the predator. As they fought side by side, their love for each other burning bright, the Feast of Flesh reached its true purpose, its true destiny. And so, the story of the Master of Lust and the Lady of Lust continued, their love immortalized in the annals of history. The Feast of Flesh became a testament to their courage, their passion, and their unwavering devotion to one another. It was a tale of redemption and the power of love to conquer all, even the harshest of realities. And as the years passed, and new gladiators came and went, their story remained etched in the hearts of all who had witnessed it, a shining beacon of hope in a world that often seemed devoid of it. In real time, In the house, Master of Lust decided, He was horny, and asked if she wanted to have sex. Lady of Lust blushed and said, "Of course, Master." They went to their bedroom, and the Master of Lust undressed her slowly, savoring every inch of her exposed skin. As they made love, their passion was fierce and unyielding, a testament to the depth of their feelings for each other. Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, their moans of pleasure filling the air. As they lay together afterwards, sweaty and content, the Lady of Lust asked her Master about their future. "Will we always be together like this?" she whispered, her voice full of wonder. The Master of Lust smiled and stroked her hair, "As long as there is a Feast of Flesh, we will be its heart. We will be its beating soul. Our love will guide it, and our passion will make it sing." The Lady of Lust felt a thrill run through her at his words. She knew that their love was more than just a fleeting emotion; it was a force to be reckoned with. Together, they would shape the destiny of the Feast of Flesh, making it a celebration of not only blood and violence, but of love and devotion as well. Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months. The Lady of Lust continued to fight with a newfound vigor, her heart full of love and determination. Whenever she faced an opponent, she could feel her Master's presence guiding her, his love and support giving her the strength she needed to overcome any challenge. One night, as they lay in bed, the Lady of Lust confessed to her Master that she was pregnant. The news filled them both with a mixture of joy and trepidation. They knew that their child would be born into a world where bloodshed and violence reigned supreme. But they also knew that their love was strong enough to overcome any obstacle. Together, they vowed to protect their child and raise them in a world where love and compassion were just as important as strength and resilience. As the months passed, the Lady of Lust's pregnancy became more apparent. She grew rounder and more beautiful, her body a testament to the power of love and the bond that she shared with her Master. The Feast of Flesh continued, and with each passing battle, their love only grew stronger. They were no longer just gladiators; they were symbols of hope and redemption in a world that had long since forgotten such things. On the day that their child was born, the entire kingdom rejoiced. News of the Master of Lust and the Lady of Lust's union had spread far and wide, and their story had inspired countless others to find love and purpose in even the darkest of times. As they cradled their newborn son in their arms, they knew that they had created a legacy that would live on for generations to come. And so, the tale of the Master of Lust and the Lady of Lust continued to be told, their love a shining beacon in a world beset by darkness and despair. Their son grew up to become a great hero himself, fighting for justice and peace, always remembering the lessons his parents had taught him about the power of love and the importance of compassion. And when he had children of his own, he would tell them the story of his parents, of the Master of Lust and the Lady of Lust, and of the Feast of Flesh that had been transformed by their love into something truly wondrous and magical.

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I am 😼 the Glob-glo-gab-galab 🪱🪱🪱 The shwabble🤑-dabble🪐-wabble🫂-gabble🎸 flibba blabba blab 🪱🔫 I'm😼 full 🥛of shwibbly 🤑liber-kind 🎙️I am 😼 the yeast t🦷🦷of thoughts🧠 and minds 🤯

some smvt i wrote (very bad) characters: y/n: you y/c: your crush It was a normal day, like always. You are wearing a oversized hello kittysweatshirt, no bra, and your n1pples are poking thru. you arent wearing any shorts, not even panties. You decide to just relax on your bed, watching the new Mean girls movie, then you hear a knock. ‘’Whoever could this be? ‘’ you thought. You open, and you see y/c. He smirked. ‘’hey baby. didnt know you would be here.’’ He runs his fingers thru his hair, making u blush. ‘’Ye, i came home early from France. After 10 min of straight up chatting, he grabs your boobs. ‘’Ohhhhhh ‘’ u gasp, as y/c rolls your n1pples thru ur sweatshirt, and he shoves his hand under ur sweatshirt. ‘’Is this okay? ‘’ he asks, for consent. ‘’yep. ‘’he carefully nips ur boobs with his teeth, underneath. He snaches the sweatshirt off you. Your nipples are taut, and pink with arousal. He smirks, happily that u arent wearing any panties. ‘’imma find your g spot ‘’. He flips you over the bed, and takes off his compression shirt and sweatpants. His abs and muscles contour his whole body, and his heavy breathing catches u. His calvin clein boxers were on the floor, no condom. He gets his tounge out. ‘’be a good girl and open your legs.’’ u do as he said, reaviking the pinkest, most jusicy with pussy juice dripping, and deep pussy. he puts his head close to your thighs, and begins to lick, circling ur clit slightly, making u twitch in pleasure. ‘’Ohhhhh ughhhughh😩…y/c..’’ you moan. he smirks, as you arch your back. the squelching noise is getting louder from ur pussy as he plunges his tounge in u. ‘’AHH OHHHHHHH AUHHSHHH ‘’ u twitch violently, spasming, and pussy throbbing. He smirks again, and fingers you, 5 fingers at once. u grip his biceps, as your juices start running down your thighs. he grips both of your boobs and rolles the nipple. You had enough of him teasing you. once he stops, you widen your legs as much as possible, and you start making the ‘ahegao face ‘, and moaning loudly and whimpering y/c name. You start rubbling ur clit, throbbing and enlarging. y/c gasps, and you see him getting hard. ‘’Ohhhhhh’’ u squeeze ur nipples and pump ur fingers in and out of you, and.. ‘’PSSSSS’’ you squirted. all over him. ur juices were all over his face, and abs. frick, he looked so hot. he licked ur juices off his face. ‘’omg…im so sorry… ‘’ u blush, embarrassed. ‘’its fine. ur a good sauirter. ‘’ he saids. he takes his 10 inch dick out of his boxers, which looked hard, and pointed upwards with precum dripping slightly. ‘’imgoing to shove this right into u.’’ he saids. ‘’m’kay, y/c’’ ‘’call me daddy.’’ he plunges it in in u, shoving it in and out and in and out super fast. his cum starts shooting all over ur pussy inside you, and ur face. « ‘’OHHHHHHHHHAHHUHHHHHHHHHH😩😩😩😩’’ you moan, and ur face twists into imennse pleasure as ur eyes roll back to the back of ur head. you start turning him over and grind him down, causing u to squirt, with ur pink pussy throbbing and him cumming all at once. ‘’lick this.’’ he puts his hard, 12 inch dick to ur mouth. u carefully handjb him, making him moan. ‘’y/n…’’ u bounce his balls together, and he grips onto ur boobs. he orgasms violentky, so violently he squeezes ur big, juicy boobs and u explode milk all over, and he starts sucking while fingering u, and he licks his fingers. u deepthroaut him, and the cum banging against u neack made u so wet. u both slept after 3 hrs of fcking, and u wake up the next day having the walls, the caroet, the bed, and everything coverd in cum, and other liquids. he wakes up too, and sees a vibrator, and sticks it in u. « OHHH » u moan. he picka u up, to the showers, and u both shower together, having him wash ur boobs and pussy, and u washing his dick. he secretly sticks the shower head under ur thighs, soraying it on full on mode, having u orgasm, squirting AGAIN. wow, u think. another thing to clean. the end (its so bad this story is the first story i wrote) 😭😭 (btw this will also be the last time im writing) -greenbean💎

∧＿∧ 　 (｡･ω･｡)つ━☆・*。 ⊂/　 /　 ・゜ 　しーＪ　　　 °。+ * 。　 　　　　　 .・゜ 　　　　　 ゜｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ。 　　　　 　ﾟ。kys ｡ﾟ 　ﾟ･｡･ﾟ

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~ brothers bsf smvt story 🩷. : smvt / prn / 13+ : ~ bcs u guys luvedd the otherss its 2am. your in ur bed, and u blink, waking up from your sleep. rubbing ur eyes, u yawn and feel the need for water. ur hand automatically goes to ur bedside nightstand, but u remember that uve forgotten to bring ur water bottle into ur room. u sigh and throw back ur covers, sitting up in bed. u stand up and walk to the door, opening it, trying not to think about the fact that the cutest guy in school is sleeping over w ur brother as u glance at ur brothers room. the door is closed and the lights are off. u tiptoe down the hallway, trying ur best not to wake ur parents up or the two boys in the room next door. you creep silently down the stairs, past the living room, and into the kitchen.. you turn on the lights on the dim setting, and.. see a fucking outline of a person by the fridge! you clamp your hand over your mouth as a cold shiver runs down ur spine, and you nearly topple over as the figure turns to face you. you make a little yelp as you knock over a plastic cup onto the floor, and the figure turns around fully, revealing itself to be milo, your brothers best friend. you feel incredibly stupid. "clumsy, much?" milo smirks and looks you up and down. you glare. "shut up. someone's gonna hear u." he grins. "just like someone mustve heard that cup you knocked over." you give him a look. "im not usually this clumsy. and besides, what the fuck are you doing in my kitchen in the middle of the night?" milo shrugs. "ur brother fell asleep like the lame ass he is, so i was bored and wanted a snack. why are you down here?" you glare. "its my house, you dont need to know why im down here." youre clearly still mad about the clumsy comment, because ur a people pleaser and obsessed w looking perfect at all times. milo seems to know ur still mad. "hey, i didnt mean it." he says. "mhm, sure." you go to the fridge and take out ur water bottle, filling it up as the sound of running water echos at the bottom of ur cup suddenly, u feel milo brush against u as he opens the fridge door, his breath hot on ur neck. you squirm slightly and continue to fill up ur water as he rummages through ur fridge. u turn around to walk away but walk smack into milo. it's fucking awkward. "s-sorry," you mutter, heart still kinda fluttering after how close he was to u. "dont be." milo says. you begin to walk back to ur room, when milo calls to u. "wait." you turn around to see what he wants. "whats up?" he walks closer to u before pulling u in by the waist and kissing u, cupping ur cheek w one hand. u lean into the kiss, ur body pressing against his he breaks the kiss, looking into ur eyes. "holy shit.." you breathe softly. he grips ur ass w one hand and forces ur face to make contact w his again, kissing u with passion and his tongue roaming ur mouth. you let out a little sigh/moan and this turns him on, u feel the slight buldge in his pants as ur bodies press together. u break the kiss, gasping for air and breathing heavy, but silently. he leads u to ur room before throwing u on the bed and locking the door, he climbs onto u and starts making out w u. you moan softly and he kisses u again, before putting a finger against ur lips. "shh.." he begs. you nod, understanding the assignment. if your going to do this, u need to be quiet. he takes ur shirt off, tossing it aside as ur breasts point up in the air, he bites ur nipple through ur bra and it takes every bit of sanity and desperation in your body to keep quiet. instead, u grip onto the bedsheets. he unclips ur bra and gently slips it off u, revealing taut, big breasts, pink with arousal. he starts rubbing them, his hands cupping them and rubbing up and down, making your eyes flutter back in satisfaction. quickly, he slips ur pants off and kisses u once more. he throws the pants aside and looks down at ur transparent pink thong, its soaked and ur pussy is flooded, under the thong is ur wet little pink, juicy pussy he slips off the thong, and now ur fully naked. he rubs ur pussy, gently, before going harder, in circles, faster. you squeeze ur eyes shut in pleasure and let out a little gasp. he takes off his pants w one hand while rubbing ur wet outer lips with the other he begins to pump his finger in and out, in and out, making you let out little whimpers of pleasure. he takes out his cock, hard and thick, and begins stroking it. you let out a little moan at the sight~ he gently gets on top of you, his dick pausing at your entrance, milo gently teases ur entrance w it, brushing the tip across your wet pink pussy. you moan softly in desparation, you cant hardly wait any longer..~ he gently presses into you, only the tip goes in and you gasp, begging for more. milo grinds up against your perfect body, his entire 6 in dick shoving into your tight pussy. "fuck, ur tight..~" he groans, thrusting inside of you. you moan and gasp and he presses his lips against yours to muffle your noises. breaking the kiss, he looks at you. "promise youll be quiet, k?" you nod, breathing heavy. he picks up one of ur legs and hoists it in the air, thrusting in and out. his body grinds against yours, and he fills u up with his cum. it drips out of ur pink, juicy pussy, making tiny puddles on the bed. with every thrust, every in-and-out motion, your pussy gets looser and looser, and soon, you cant even hold cum inside of you, it all just keeps spilling out. you gasp and it takes everything you have to keep from moaning, and you begin to let out one, but it gets muffled as he presses his lips against yours. "shh.. baby. ik u cant help it.." he goes harder, faster, and you begin to wonder if u can take this.. "fuuckk..~" he moans. he sends streams of cum flowing inside your pussy, and it comes dripping out. "little miss fucking waterfall.." he mutters as he tries to keep going in and out. you whimper softly and your eyes go back in pleasure as you gasp in desire. he takes his dick out, making you exhale in relief yet wanting more. suddenly, you feel a tongue fucking you from below, swirling in your pussy, milo laps up your body juices, eating you out. your eyes flutter back as he finishes and kisses you once more~ "w-woah~" you sigh, and his hands run up and down your body, touching places that make u see stars~ he french kisses u..~ and u sigh in pleasure as he rubs ur sore pussy, you both dive under ur covers and cover ur naked bodies, u curl up against him and u both fall asleep together ..~ @_jxstkendyl on discord : thanks for reading <3 : ~ luv , peach 🍑.

Hi there! please stop scrolling for a second, this wont take too much of your time i promise. So, you’re searching porn, hey its okay! i get it, i have a porn addiction, and they are extremely hard to get over. Chances are, you’re probably a minor, dw dw, i am too, ive had a porn addiction since i was 9, im sorry you are going through this, love you hun! if you even need somebody to talk to, dm me on discord, my user is frying_pan_7282 . Have a great day/night!

i just want him to fuck me all night, in the kitchen, in the bathroom, outside, LITERALLY ANYWHERE and tie me up and xall me a "good boy" or smth 🙏🙏

STOP!✋🏻🛑⛔️ I know its hard to overcome porn addiction. i struggled with it too and i understand how you feel. its ok and not embarassing to suffer from this. here are some ways to prevent it: Use an appblocker to block sites and apps that contain 18+ content ( like this one ). Be gentle with yourself and give yourself a treat every time you dont watch/read nsfw. Develop other activities like enjoying a sport or hobby you like so you have no time/interest in porn. REMEMBER THAT PORN ADDICTION CAUSES TERRIBLE CONSEQUENCES ESPECIALLY IF YOURE UNDER 18!! Remember not beat yourself up if you relapse as it will make things worse ❤️ Repost and upvote to spread the word!!

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writing smvt because lots of people do it! your name:y/n. you have a pear shaped body and your 5’7. stepbro’s name: b/n. He’s slightly muscular and is 6’1. today was a friday. You just arrived home from school as your mom and your step dad get ready to go out. You say goodbye to your parents and head to your room. It was just you and your step brother, b/n, in the house. Today was also laundry day, and laundry was your least favorite chore, so it’s been piling up for a couple weeks now. You take off your clothes and hop in the shower. You didn’t have any more clean pajamas or underwear except for a lingerie set which contained s3xy see-through panties and bra, and a short, matching robe. “what my luck” you said to urself. you put on the set and grab all ur laundry. you hoped to fastly put it in the washer and dryier before your step brother see’s you. you hurry to the laundry room and put your clothes in the washer. You were about to head out when your step bro walks in. “woah, y/n” B/n says, “i’ve been fantasizing about since i met you” you blush, your n1ppl3s get rock hard and you start to get wet. you see a buldge in his shorts, and then your eyes lock with his. “is it fine if we…” you say. “as long as our parents dont find out”b/n says. he grabs your chin and gently kisses your lips. “how do you like it?” b/n asks you. “can you be aggressive and dominent?” You reply. “i can be whatever you want” b/n says. you wrap your arms around his neck and wrap your legs around his waist. B/n slam’s your body against the wall and starts to make out with you. B/n sits you down on the ground, and you take off his shorts. his big and thick c0ck slaps you in the face. “wow, your really hard” you say. b/n thrusts his c0ck into your mouth. you can bearly swallow it, but you take it anyway. at this point, your underwear is soaked and you begin to move your hand down to your pu$$y. b/n stops you. “save that pu$$y for later, focus on what’s infront of you.” b/n says. you grip his delicious c0ck and start rubbing it as you suck it. he starts to go faster thrusting his c0ck into ur mouth. he stops and cvms all over your face. “are you ready for me to destroy that pu$$y, y/n?” b/n says. you shake your head. “yes, daddy~” you say. b/n sets you up in m1ss0nary position and takes off your soaking wet underwear. he rubs the head of his c0ck in between your pu$$y lips. he inserts the head of his c0ck into your pu$$y, then thrusts the whole thing in, his balls slap against your pu$$y. you moan loudly. b/n takes off your bra and grips your t1ts, he feels your hard n1pples. he starts to go faster with you moaning louder each time he thrusts it in and out, in and out. he slows down as you moan wildly, you came, b/n did too. he let’s his c0ck sit in your pu$$y for a quick moment before he took it out. your pu$$y was oozing with b/n’s and your fluids. you guys take a break to transfer the laundry, because it has to be done, right? b/n shoves your upper half inside the washing machine. he cuts to the chase and shoves his c0ck right inside your pu$$y. b/n went fast, much faster than earlier. and you moaned loudly, louder than earlier, but your voice just echoed inside the washing machine. this goes on for an hour. you guys finally finish and continue on with the laundry. all was well, you took some pictures of yourself masterbating and sent to b/n. this is my first story, sorry if it was bad, but i was super wet when i was writing it so i hoped you enjoyed it too! new smvt writer going by lolli 🍭 love you guys! xoxo lolli🍭

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"You're not going anywhere, you hear me?" Rachel's voice crackled over the phone line. Her words hung in the air, echoing the weight of her grip on the receiver. "I just need some space," came the muffled response. It was barely audible, but Rachel heard it, clear as day. She knew that tone. It was the one her younger brother, Alex, used when he was hiding something. Rachel glanced at the clock on the kitchen wall. It was a quarter to eight, and the day had been one never-ending battle of wills. She'd had enough. "Look, I don't know what's going on with you, but you're coming to stay with me for a while." Alex sighed heavily. Rachel could picture him slumped on the edge of his bed, his eyes red-rimmed and bloodshot. "I'm not a kid anymore, Rach," he said, the words dragging like lead. "I can handle it." Rachel felt the familiar tightness in her chest. She'd always been the strong one, the one who took care of everyone else. But Alex? He was her baby brother. He was supposed to be invincible. The kitchen was spotless, the smell of lemon cleaner still lingering in the air. Rachel had been trying to distract herself from her worry by scrubbing down every surface. But it was no use; the gleaming tiles and chrome only reflected her fears back at her. She took a deep breath and leaned against the cool counter. "Just come over, okay?" she said softly. "We'll talk it out." There was a pause, so long she thought the line had gone dead. Then, "Okay." It was almost imperceptible, but Rachel heard the defeat in his voice. She swallowed the lump in her throat. Alex arrived an hour later, his shoulders hunched and his eyes cast down. Rachel didn't know what was going on with him, but she knew it was bad. As she pulled him into a tight hug, she felt his body tense. "It's going to be okay," she murmured. "I'm here for you." The apartment was quiet except for the hum of the fridge and the distant wail of a siren. Rachel made them both tea, the warmth of the mug feeling like a lifeline in her trembling hand. They sat at the small table, the silence thick and oppressive. Rachel's heart hammered in her chest as she waited for him to speak. Finally, Alex looked up, his eyes brimming with tears. "It's just... it's all too much, Rach." He took a shaky breath. "I don't think I can do this anymore." The words hung in the air, a dark cloud threatening to suffocate them both. Rachel's heart skipped a beat as she realized the gravity of the situation. She reached out, her hand shaking slightly as it hovered over his. "Do what, Alex?" He stared into his tea, the steam swirling around his face. "Everything," he whispered. "I don't know how to keep going." The weight of his confession settled heavily on Rachel's shoulders. She had no idea what kind of storm was raging inside him, but she knew she had to be the one to help him weather it.

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im 13 and a hypersexual “sex adict” and i cant go on actual websites bc im scered my parents will se ive been reading this stuff or watching it. Ive been hypersexual since i was 8yrs old idk about the smut on here. its nice to rub yourself to and yh i doont mind(≧∀≦) Btw please make part twos to ur stories if it ends half way thruuuT^T

hello! im deciding to create .lemon for polyamorus porn stories! feel free to post anything using .lemon however i am not the creator of .lavender or .blueberry i will be known as tiruri/tiru :)

Hi, I'm a petite girl, I'm 15 years old and... it's embarrassing to admit it, but I want to lose my virginity!! If you give me a like, it means you would help me in.. that. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⢀⣔⣲⣶⣶⣶⣦⣄⣀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⣝⡯⣿⣟⣷⣶⣬⣛⠿⣽⡦⢄⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣼⣟⣜⡴⢿⣟⣹⣧⣽⣿⣟⣺⣟⠶⠽⠶⢦⡤⢤⣤⣤⣄⣀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⡟⣽⣸⢣⡯⣧⣿⣷⣽⡶⠿⠓⠚⠛⠙⠋⠙⠿⠓⠛⠞⢮⣽⣛⢿⣶⣤⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⣇⣿⡷⣾⣿⣯⠟⠋⠁⠈⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠹⠛⢷⣝⣻⣶⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⡿⣻⣿⣿⣿⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠐⠪⡹⣷⣟⢿⣦⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⡯⣿⡿⠏⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣬⣴⡏⣧⣽⣻⣿⣷⠶⣶⣤⣀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣼⢧⡿⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣾⣽⣿⡛⣟⣻⣏⢿⣿⣿⡗⣮⣟⢿⡆ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣴⣫⢟⡁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣾⣿⣥⣿⣧⢿⣿⣽ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⢛⡿⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠾⣿⣿⣿⢿⢓⣿⣿⣝⣿⣿⣯⣟⣟ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⣟⣿⡔⢀⠀⠀⠀⣀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⢩⣿⡿⣿⢿⣯⣻⡿⣡⣿⡟⡞ ⠀⠀⢀⣾⣻⣃⣿⣿⣅⢹⣷⣦⡉⠛⣷⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⢻⣿⢯⣿⠛⡿⣷⣿⢿⠞⠀ ⠀⠀⠸⣇⡭⠽⢿⣹⣿⣷⣿⣾⡟⠒⢦⣿⣧⠀⠀⣀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠻⠿⠿⠿⣾⣿⡟⡷⠋⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠉⠓⠦⢯⣽⣿⣿⢿⡟⠀⠀⠀⠈⠁⠀⠀⠻⣦⣀⣀⣤⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⢀⣤⣤⣤⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⣩⠜⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⢷⣟⣶⣄⠢⣀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⣍⣴⡞⢷⣤⣤⣴⠄⠀⢠⣿⣿⣭⣿⣿⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⢠⣿⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡴⡶⡿⢪⡹⣮⠳⡶⣿⣿⣦⡀⠀⠀⠹⣧⣔⣶⣠⡿⠁⠀⠀⢀⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⢀⡎⣸⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⣠⡤⣄⣼⣷⢀⠀⣬⡇⣙⣃⣖⣿⣿⡟⠿⣭⣒⠄⠀⣉⠉⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢃⣦⣄⠀⡌⣰⡏⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠠⡿⠉⢀⠘⢏⠎⠈⠁⢀⠼⣭⡙⣛⠿⢿⡇⠀⠀⠉⠛⠓⢦⣤⣗⣂⠤⠤⣀⠀⠈⠛⢿⡿⠿⣳⣼⡟⢙⣷⣱⢿⠂⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠈⣿⣶⣄⡱⠂⠁⠀⠂⠀⠀⡋⣹⡸⣿⣾⡅⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠉⣻⣗⣦⣥⣀⣁⡂⠹⣿⣿⣿⣽⣿⠿⣿⢺⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠉⢹⠅⠀⡁⠈⣸⠀⣠⣠⡿⣡⡏⣧⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣏⣿⣿⡗⢬⣌⡟⢛⢛⠛⣛⡩⣶⡾⠞⠛⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⣿⢆⡀⠀⢠⡇⠉⠉⠉⠀⢻⣧⣝⣶⢴⣤⣄⡲⠄⠀⠀⠀⣰⠿⣷⣏⡛⠛⠟⠷⠶⠾⢿⣹⣿⡟⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠈⠛⠓⠛⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠻⣯⡻⣬⡼⢋⣭⣽⣿⣋⣓⣬⣈⣿⢟⣛⡷⣾⣶⣤⣾⣾⡿⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠙⠋⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠛⠓⠋⠉⠉⠛⠛⠛⠛⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

when are people realising minors masturbates too and it's totally natural...૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა rawr!

FOR THOSE WHO SAY GOD IS WATCHING : THEN HE HAS SEEN EVERY PICE OF P0RN, SO IF HE DOESN'T INTERVENE HE APPROVES IT. BY :M123S

why is this a keyword a fucking thing. ( •̀ - •́ )

~ first .peach story 🎀. : smvt / pvrn you walk into the classroom, arriving late accidentally. you got caught up in an 'assignment' with your boyfriend, nico mr. wilson is waiting at his desk for you, tapping a pen against the wooden surface. "youre late, miss [ ur name ]," he says, with a cold look as you walk in the door. you swallow, nervous for the afterschool tutoring session youre about to do with mr wilson. "sorry, sir. it wont happen again," you say, as you walk to his desk and take a seat next to him. "it better not.." mr wilson says. "now take out your textbooks." you put your textbooks on his desk, your slim and curved body tempting him as your vulnerable body lingers next to him your breasts move up and down as you take small breaths, catching your teacher's attention. you lean over and take a pen out of your bag, back arching in ways mr wilson finds hard to resist. leaning back up and sighing, mr wilson studies your body. "[your name~]," mr wilson inhales softly, and you turn to him, your eyes meeting his you smirk. "hi~" you breathe. "hey there~" mr wilson says gently. you squeeze together your thighs, putting pressure on your pvssy and making you squirm slightly in pleasure mr wilson notices this, and with his years of experience, knows what you're doing. he cant help himself anymore and rests his hand on your knee. you inhale in surprise, exhaling shakily and slowly as your eyes flutter in shock as you follow his hand... up.. up your thigh.. his warm, comforting fingers begin to travel slowly to your inner thighs, and moving towards your pvssy you take a deep breath- and totally unhinged- ask him, "h-have you ever fvcked a student..?" he meets your eyes. "maybe. but all im worrying about rn is if.. i can fvk you... can i...?" you gently grab his wrist and lead it to your pvssy, slipping his fingers under your pants but not your panties. he feels your soaking wet pvssy and inhales in surprise, circling it gently in shock, massaging it softly. you smirk. "does that answer your question?" you ask. "fvk yes.." mr wilson gasps. he picks you up by your thighs and sits you on his desk, pushing aside your textbooks and a few scattered items. your wetness is soaking your panties now, trickling down your thighs slowly this seems to only turn mr wilson on more. he runs his hands under your shirt. and he slips off your top, before unclipping your bra and letting it fall to the surface of the desk. "holy shit." he breathes as he takes in every curve and detail of your huge t!ts. you pull him by his shirt and force him to kiss you, and you feel the wet sensation of his tongue exploring your mouth. you make out with mr wilson for a few minutes, soft moans escaping your lips when you gasp for air in between kisses. his hands explore your body, running up and down your breasts. he squeezes them and rubs them, turning you on more than ever. he then moves down to your neck, giving you hickeys and hot kisses against your neck and eventually your chest and t1ts. you moan and squirm, the pleasure is seething through you. he moves down to your pants, where he unbuttons your jean shorts and slips them down your legs, revealing soaked panties and a pink pvssy buldging underneath them mr wilson can hardly contain himself as he slips off your panties, bringing your flooded pink pvssy into his sight. more wetness trickles down your bikini line and your inner thighs. mr wilson takes his fingers and rubs the outer lips of your clit, loosening it up even though its already loose enough from the amount of liquid streaming out. you moan softly, and he rubs faster and harder, hands pressing as you moan louder and little streams of cvm pour out. he then begins to slide in his fingers, which is where the real pleasure begins, as he slides in 2 fingers at a time. you moan and your body juices coat his fingers. he takes them out and licks them, before shoving in 3 fingers and fingering you. he shoves them in and out extremely fast, making you gasp and whimper in pure delight. he then pushes you on the desk, on your back, and takes off his pants, before his boxers, and you cant keep ur eyes off the boner he has. the next few moments are a blur, his huge dick is shoved inside your pvssy.. you can hardly breathe through the moans that escape from inside you as he grinds his cock inside you and his body against yours. the pleasure is so unreal. he thrusts deep inside you, hitting your sweet spots and all the places that make you feel amazing. you moan loudly and he presses his lips against yours to muffle your whimpers. "fuuckkk...~" his hands roam your body, touching you in all sorts of places as he cvms deep inside of you and you flood the table with your juices he makes out with you and continues to fvck you as he roams your body. this goes on for about an hour. best hour of your life~ -- flw me for more storiess <3 -- ּ . ֶָ֢. luv .peach . ᡣ𐭩

nah, why can i find porn on an emoji combo site???

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‎‧₊˚🎀𝒑𝒍𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒃𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒆, 𝒘𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒆 𝒔𝒚𝒎𝒃𝒐𝒍𝒔 & 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒋𝒊𝒔 (𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔)🎀‎˚₊‧౨ৎ˙✧˖°📷 ༘ ⋆｡˚📈

“you’re very dirty minded , lemme fix that ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆ 𓍢ִ໋just breathe . 1. 2. 3. 4. hold. ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆ 1. 2. 3. 4. and out. 1. 2. 3. 4. repeat this twice , grow conscience. look at yourself in the mirror and sigh. this beautiful girl/handsome boy is doing pørn ?? look at you. start from your eyes , to the nose , to the lips , to the ears , open your eyes and seek for who you are. dont be a ‧₊slvt ⋅ ☆ ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚.🎀༘⋆

urm stop posting smut👅🤢 heres a symbol pack, none of it is mine ﹆⁺ 𖧧🧇໑ ₊˚𓍼 ⊂╰ ﹒ ᖗ❀🍥˖ ﹕･･₊˚ʚ・⸝⸝ᘏᘏ ✦ ꒷₊˚ ︰꒱꒱﹒𓂅 ₊˚୨୧ ★₊˚୭ ॱ˖ ┊✦．╰╮﹒✎゛𓂅⨯⁺ ︰ 𑁯 𓂅⨯⁺ⵌ・꒱✦．ᨓ❀𓂅˚ ﹒.₊˚Ꮚ✦ ❜₊✧ ୧⌒𓄹 ໒🍷꒱˃ᴗ˂ ഒ˚🍒₊꒷ᘏ 𓂅 ︶꒦꒷₊˖˚₊ ✎‧₊ᓚ୨୧︶₊˚꒷ꮺ︶꒷꒦𓌹-𓌺˳˚✦ˎˊ-🍥 ⸝⸝・꒰꒰❏₊˚・₊˚ฅˎˊ꒱꒱♡꒷˚₊੭꒰꒰✦﹝🍥﹞꒱꒱ˎˊ-꒷‧₊˚﹆✿੭︰☆꒰꒰✦・┊🍄꒱🦢๑‧˚₊꒷୭୧₊˚⊹︰₊˚Ꮚ𓂅୨⊹╰・𓂃 ꒷꒦︶₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎꒱₊˚ ↷₊˚⑅𖦆₊˚໒`୨꒷Ꮼ ᗢ𓄹 ׅ ࣪ ˖︶꒷꒦⊹˚Ꮚ₊꒷︶꒷⊹˚Ꮺ ᕱ⑅ᕱ ꒰ ᐡ ´͈ ᐜ `͈ ᐡ ꒱ ˃ᴗ˂ (ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈) (ᐢ • ˕ • ᐢ) ૮(ˊ ᵔ ˋ)ა ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ᘏ⑅ᘏ ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭ . ୨ ࣪ ⊹𖥔˖࣪ ¡! 𖤐 ˓ ⊹ ˚. ‹ 𓂃◖ ˖ ݁ ˓ ╱ ᵎᵎ ꒦꒷𓄰⊹ ꉂ ˖ ݁ ˓ 𒀭 ˖ ࣪ 𓂃 ꉂ𓄰 ִֶָ ˓ 𖣠 ݁ ✦ ִֶָ ࣪ ،ヤ ! ◟⊹ ˚˖ ▹ ℜ 𖥸 ࣪ ، ̧¡ ﹫｡ ! ≛ ، . ‹ℜ ࣪𝅄 ャﾞ𒀭𖤩 ˖˚ 𖠿 ‣ ִֶָ ، ♥︎.⭒ ۫ ׅ 🌸 𝅄 𓈈 𐑺ִ ꒰ఎ ♡ ໒꒱ ⊹ ⋆ﾟ꒰ఎ ♡ ໒꒱ ⋆ﾟ⊹ ꙳⸌♡⸍꙳ 𓆩 ♡ 𓆪 ʚ♡ɞ (:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅) १ (꒪˙꒳˙꒪ ) 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ໒ ﹢ 𖧧 ৶ ⭒ ତ ♡ ৎ୭ ଘ ɞ ✦ 𖤐 ★ ✧ ♥︎ ତ っ˒ ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ૮₍ ˃̵͈᷄ . ˂̵͈᷅ ₎ა 𓂃𑁍 ࣪˖ 🐇🩰 Ꮺ ָ࣪ ۰› ᐢ • ˕ • ᐢ ˖ ݁ ˓ 𖣠 𓏲·˚ ͙ ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ⑅₎ ⊹ 𖡼 ָ࣪ ˖ 𓏲࣪ 𓄹𓈒 ˖ ࣪ ꒷ ꐑꐑ𔘓 𖦹 𓍢 ›𓂃 ִֶָ ࣪ 𓂅 ᕱ ᕱ ¸𓏲࣪ ˚꒷ キ ˖𓂃 ִֶָ ๋ ꒰ ୨୧ ─ ・┈ ・ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ꒱꒱ ꗃ 𓂃 ⌕ ૮₍ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ₎ა. ๑ 𓂅 ୨ ꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦ ๑ ♡ ﹕₊˚ ✦・୨୧・ ˎˊ- 〜 ꒷꒦ ╭・꒷꒦꒰ ︵︵﹆ . ⁺ . ✦ ﹒₊˚𓂃 ★﹒₊‧ ★・⸝⸝﹒₊˚﹕﹒₊‧ ﹒₊˚𓂃・・・🌸 ———————・✦・﹕★﹒₊‧ ╰╮﹔﹒⧣₊˚ ˚₊﹒﹒╭╯ ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ╭╯ ╰╮l﹒⧣ 𓆩 𓆪 𓄴 𓄵 𓄶 𓄷 ❀ ꈍᴗꈍ ꃋᴖꃋ 🌷ɞ ꒦₊˚ gtfo smut posters

god is watching you. yall are weird 💬

AYO GUYS STOP THE PERV SHIT AY YOOOOO STOP IT DAMN:::

Why is a dad in his 30s rubbing his daughters pussy- get these pedophiles out of here ☠️☠️

STOP THIS YOU ARE STUPID IF YOU KEEP SCROLLING( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

hey kids. heres a bit of advice. u —> u should totally touch some grass.

𝓨𝓪𝓵𝓵, 𝓹𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓮, 𝓲𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾’𝓻𝓮 𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓷𝔂, 𝓰𝓸 𝓸𝓷 𝓪 𝓯𝓾𝓬𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓹𝓸𝓻𝓷 𝔀𝓮𝓫𝓼𝓲𝓽𝓮, 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓼𝓶𝓾𝓽 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓸𝓷 𝓪𝓷 𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓳𝓲 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓫𝓸𝓼 𝓪𝓹𝓹 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽’𝓼 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 13 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓼 & 17 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓼 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 17 𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓱 𝓬𝓸𝓬𝓴𝓼. 𝓙𝓾𝓼𝓽, 𝓼𝓸 𝓲𝓽 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓮𝓵𝓼𝓮. 𝓘 𝓭𝓸𝓷’𝓽 𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝔂𝓸𝓾’𝓻𝓮 𝓻𝓾𝓫𝓫𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓹𝓾𝓼𝓼𝔂 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓶𝓾𝓽. 𝓙𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓰𝓸 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓮𝓵𝓼𝓮.

i am the globglogablab 🔥🔥🔥🔥the shwabbledabblewablegabblefilbberblabbablub 🗣️🗣️im full of shwibble glibber kind 🫨🫨🫨🫨i am the yeast of thoughts and minds 🔥🔥🔥🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🔥🔥🔥

KITTEN?? W-WHY ARE Y-YOU H-HANGING W-WITH OTHER-ER ALPHAS??? 👿👿👿👿👿👿👿👿🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺 I-I T-THOUGHT I W-WAS T-THE ONLY ALPHA THAT H-HIT THE GRIDDY W-WITH YOU, WATCHED SKIBITI T'TOILET AND LAUGHED AT EDGY M-MEMES IN Y-YOUR LIFE🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪😭😭😭😭😭 RAHHHH 👿👿👿🐺🐺🐺 *i accidently attack you and u die cutely* WAIT N-NO KITTEN!!! I-I WANTED T-TO K-KILL T-THE OTHER ALPHA!! NOOOOO MY OMEGA CHICKEN NUGGET HONEY BUN SKIBTI TOILET!!!😭😭😭😭😭🔪🔪🔪 *kills himself cutely*

can we normalize NOT saying ur age on here?? (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶). idgaf if u masturbate but dont say ur age on here, even if its anon since grooming is still happening <3 stay private loves

Your father would be disappointed in you😔

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Adolfo $Hitler

yall r actually insane, I literally came on this website for cute symbols not FRICKING SMUT? if you guys wanna post smut on here go to wattpad or smth not here because this is not the place. Like fym your touching yourself to smut on a emoji websitee-

i fucking hate m@rs shes so weird and ik damn well shes a gay furry whos suicidal ⚫█▀█▄▄𓂸𓀐𓂸📹𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖌𝖆♱

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fuck all u smut writers your invalid unloved and yall be using used period pads as toilet paper . ur broke , annoying and you jerk off to badly written stories ew . kýș. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

ʰᵉʸ ⁱᶠ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵘⁿᵈᵉʳ ¹⁸ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʳᵉᵃᵈ ᵗʰⁱˢ ˢᵏⁱᵖ ⁱᵗ ⁱᵐᵐᵉᵈⁱᵃᵗᵉˡʸ!! ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵒⁿᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵉᵈ, ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘ ᵖᵘˡˡ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇˡᵃⁿᵏᵉᵗ ⁱᵗ ʳᵉᵛᵉᵃˡˢ ᵐʸ ʷᵉᵗ ᵃˢˢ, ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘ ᵖᵘˡˡ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵖᵃⁿᵗˢ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᴵ ʰᵉʸ.... ʷʰʸ ᵃʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ʳᵉᵃᵈⁱⁿᵍ? ˢᵗᵒᵖ ʳᵉᵃᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵍᵒ ᵖʳᵃʸ ⁱᵈⁱᵒᵗ.

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GAY SMUT STORY TAGGG!! 🌈🌈🌈🌈 tag: .gayluv idea by: sweetpea🌷 WRITERS CAN POST THERE!!!🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈

H3ww00~ M@rz h3r3 ! W@nt3d t0 m@k3 @n0th3r !ntr0duction!!!! S!nc3 m¥ 0th3r 0n3 !z !nv@l!d Gender: genderfaun Fandom: a lot lol I’m not going to elaborate unless someone wants me to Pronouns: any masculine or genderneutral Tags: .rave, basically any but .rave is the one I use :D More stuff about .rave: So .rave is a tag I made for ppl who want to post any kind of smvt Um, pls don’t post anything about z00s… they are very triggering .rave is not home to any impersonaters… yet 😬 hopefully never I made .rave as a safe place for all u horny ppl :D If ur a hater pls don’t post anything on my tag… I find it triggering Ermmmmm I think that’s about it… Feel free to hit me up about a collab and you can use .rave to post ur freaky little smvts >:b -M@rz

"just use a porn site you fucking losers 😭" Z0m3 0f uz @r3 n0t @b|3 t0, d!d y0u th!nk 0f th@t??? Pr0bz n0t. -MARZ

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yall im a hypersexual 11 year old tf you gonna do abt it? get help, that's not normal. -ally<3

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⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ 🔞🍷🩸 hihi!! idk what this is but everybody else is writing really bad smut so here’s my really bad smut! this story belongs to “lala !!” ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི₊ ⊹ — TW : SMUT (consensually you freak) AND INAPPROPRIATE LANGUAGE — “No. No, the white haired man told himself as his eyes settled on his worst nightmare brought the life. No, this could not be real. His dearest girl, the one he worshipped like no other, was strapped to a wooden stake. The flames engulfed her, blazing against her usually ethereal pale skin. The way the fire crackled against the wooden logs reminded him of the way his heart lit ablaze, the way his entire life turned to nothing but an abundance of flames and chaos in this very moment. ‘Bernadette!’ He called to his lover. Arden wanted to hold her, to cherish her, to tell her everything was okay. But how could he? How could he tell her that everything was okay when it was nothing but? Who was he to lie to the woman who brought him nothing but joy — the one who loved him despite those fangs that protruded from his canines? He scrambled towards the wooden pit, falling to his knees infront of his burning lover. Her cries of agony couldn’t hold a candle to his anguished sobs that he let free of his choked throat. ‘No! No, my love, my beautiful— NO!’ The youngling screamed, his entire body convulsing in pain as the light refracted off of the burning flames. But the physical pain could not match the mental torture he was being put through. He would forever hate whoever did this to her. The one who snatched the love of his life right out of his grasp, sending her into an untimely death that the soul did nothing to deserve. Yet, he couldn’t help but think : was this all his fault? Was Bernadette, HIS Bernadette, being burnt at the stake because she had an affair with a vampire? He couldn’t help but cry harder at the thought. The vampire’s sobs filled the song of the quiet town, the woodland creatures chirping in harmony to his rhythmic cries. As the fire depleted like the spark in his eyes, his hands reaching to grab onto the ashes that remained of his lover. The substance slipped out of his hands just as his hopes and dreams did. Nothing could replace the hole in his heart, the part of him that would be forever missing without his one and on—“ “Y/N?” The girl squeaked in shock, slamming the book she had ‘borrowed’ from her vampire host shut before he could see the words gracing the pages. “What are you doing awake?” The (h/c) slowly turned, her face painted in a sloppy grin as she rocked on her heels awkwardly. “Mr. Emmanuel!—“ “Arden.” The long haired vampire corrected with a cock of the eyebrow. “…Arden. Right. Arden! What a pleasure to see you here!” The man, who she now realized was from the novel she had just entertained herself with, scoffed, his brows raised in a “I’m-not-falling-for-your-shenanigans-again-(Y/N)” manner. Instead of reprimanding her like he truly wanted too, he simply resorted to a shake of his head and a sharp glare. “A pleasure… to see me… in my own library?” Brittany laughed loudly as an interjection, starting to speak up again before he could continue. “Yes!” The girl attempted, tucking the leather book behind her back. Her heart was beating so rapidly she was sure he could hear it. “I mean, you… words… are hard…. You didn’t seem like the reading type!” Arden snorted, his arms still crossed like an angry father. He stopped entertaining her delusions further at this point. He snapped his fingers and the book she had been so desperately trying to conceal from him appeared in his left palm. “Ah.” He clicked his tongue, his teeth gritting together as he looked at the title. The magical book, feeling it’s masters frustration, shied away from him. The words became much less readable and instead were mushed together, like a ballad soup, so to say. “A pathetic novel. I was so weak back then, wasn’t I?” (Y/N) looked up at him with curious eyes. Pathetic? She didn’t think so. The way he was so hopelessly devoted to his love was… endearing. She felt her heart swell at the idea of him crying over her, feeling nothing but surges of love surrounding (Y/N). If only… she was just a mere guest in the vampire’s mansion, seeking refuge from the cursed forest under his wing. “No. You weren’t. I think I prefer an emotional Arden over one as stone-hearted as you.” The girl giggled, pressing her index fringe against his unbeating heart. Unfortunately, they didn’t seem to be close enough for such activities, as (Y/N) was immediately backed into Arden’s desk. “I am not stone-hearted, little dove.” He grunted, grabbing a fistful of her hair and forcing it back. The girl whimpered, and at the sound, his piercingly golden eyes settled. His grip loosened and transformed into a gentle caress, stroking her hair as if she was a little girl again. “I can be much more feeling than you’d think.” (Y/N), despite the fear coursing through her veins and the right side of her brain screaming at her to “STOP!,” let out a small snicker in amusement. “You? Feel something? I don’t think the word ‘emotion’ is even in your vocabulary.” Arden snickered right with her, grabbing under her thighs and seating her atop his wooden desk. He moved all the knickknacks, most of which being crafts from (Y/N), out of the way and laid her down on the warm wood. Not as warm as their two, hot bodies starting to mesh together. The white-haired male flashed a sinister grin at her, his hands resting on the side of her hips. “Just like how the word gentle isn’t?” He asked with a head tilt, his hands slipping lower at his malice filled words. (Y/N) gasped at the feeling of his hands slowly inching towards her sex, his cold fingers latching around the waistband and slowly pulling her pants down. While Arden looked all comfortable and smug, he was internally panicking. If his expression was a mask, his face below the coating of confidence would be that of a lovestruck teenage boy, despite being more than centuries old. He had experience, yes, but it was… so much different with (Y/N). He hadn’t felt this way since Bernadette. No, no, that was a lie — he never felt this way for Bernadette. He thought he knew what love was, but seeing (Y/N) beneath him, trembling and warm, he couldn’t help but rethink it. Maybe his own, subjective definition of love wasn’t as convoluted as he believed. He used to think of it as a complex feeling, a concept he could never wrap his head around despite his years of experience. Yet, he was beginning to believe that it wasn’t that intricate. As his thumb gently stroked over her concealed lips, he begun to realize that his interpretation of love was simply (Y/N). (NO IM NOT DONE IM SORRY IT WAS SO LONG WITH LIKE LITTLE TO NO SPICE… this might flop so even if ONE person wants to hear the rest… I’ll publish it 🤝) - lala !! :¨ ·.· ¨: `· . ౨ৎ

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