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Mine says Zoro

um. theres a new tab on my tumblr mobile and its just "luffy" and it contains 5 posts about the one piece live action show and thats it

hiiiii 👋  hi  🙋‍♀️  i’m lady kier from deee-lite…. welcome to my klæüsêt…….. yes, i am a mouse potato…… computer nerd…….. otaku…………… and this is where it happen

Yes son, I knew you were having sex with your stepdad. I knew bot of you were in the closet even before marrying him, in fact I actively seeked him out for this, and because I knew he was your type. Please, sit down dear, I need to explain to you what a fujoshi is

Not to be gay on main.... But all I want is to live in a small medieval town. I'm the town baker. My bakery is my home and I'm always wearing an apron and covered in flour.

Nextdoor is a forge, and I am very close with the blacksmith that works there. Every morning I bring him a freshly baked loaf of bread. As I hand it to him our hands touch briefly. His hands are rough, yet they're so careful and gentle with everything he touches. I secretly want him to be that gentle with me.

One day, he walks into my bakery, he's still sweaty from the intense heat of the forge. In his hands is a small dagger in it's sheath. He hands it to me and tells me it's to protect myself if needed.

I take the dagger out of it's sheath. It's beautifully made. There are intricate designs engraved into the metal. It's so much more complicated than anything else yeah blacksmith has ever made. It must've been so time consuming to make.

I look up at him and with just one look I understand why he's giving it to me. With one look we both understand that we love each other. He leans in and kisses me. It's so soft and sweet, and gentle.

He comes by every day to get a loaf of bread and kiss me. We keep our relationship a secret. And everyone wonders why neither of us have found wives. But we know exactly why. And we're completely content with being secret lovers.

Is that really too much to ask?

When I top thats a biological feature, when I bottom thats a deep seated psychosexual need being fulfilled - Grugg from the cave pumping his seed into something according to his biological destiny make grugg feel good make grugg smile vs coked out ephebian lying on a freudian couch in Vienna offering his pink hole to gain proximity to the masculinity he’s ever so alienated from, even if it’s by becoming just the object of masculine desire, an astutely wrong observation he greets confidently with the bitter smile of a martyred St. Sebastian

Have watched this so many times I’m obsessedt