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foreplay where you threaten to kill him in his sleep and he says "sure" while parting your legs

Yeah, uh, we showed your boyfriend a series of human shaped holes. Yeah he, uh, found one made exactly for him. He did go in the hole. It goes all the way through the other side but it, uh, it slowly distorts shape as he goes through, so that it physically reforms his bones. Yeah, he's gonna come out the other side a little squiggly guy. Sorry

Adults with intellectual and developmental disabilities are ADULTS. Not eternal children

till deactivation do us part

Tumblr is where girls go to be alone with other girls who are being alone and that's why I've been using this site for so long

they should invent a week i can get through without crying.

In 4th grade, my bff was in a death feud over chess with a boy in our class but instead of competing like normal people they decided that the best way to determine who was chess master was for each of them to select one of the two biggest idiots in class and teach them to play chess, My Fair Lady style, and see whose idiot won. We are just now, 22 years later, grappling with the moral implications of this exercise.

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about gojo can’t help but spoil you on christmas eve.

ft. gojo x f!reader

p.s.! part of a white christmas collab by my love @hiraizens ⊹˚. a little suggestive but still sfw

even after all this time dating gojo, you still aren’t used to the way he looks at you. your heart flutters when you meet his lovestruck gaze as you hesitantly walk out of your bedroom in a very pretty, very expensive dress.

“satoru… this is too much.”

“too much for me to take, maybe. you’re killing me here,” his gaze doesn’t stray as he gets closer to you. he grabs for you as soon as you’re in reach, brushing your hair behind your shoulders, tracing down your arms to intertwine your hands together. “gimme a twirl?”

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