ITS BACK OMFG

Don’t worry Bro , Black Tumblr got you and your Sister.✊🏿

Can we find her a donor please ✊🏿🙏🏿

I have 53,000+ people following this page. So I have to spread this message. Australia is in a state of EMERGENCY. It’s people & wildlife are in desperate need of help. Please, do whatever you can. If all you can do is spread the word then that’s better than staying silent. If you can afford to make a donation then I beg, please donate! It’s 2020. This is happening right now. Climate change is real. Our world is suffering. We can’t do nothing anymore!

drake?

“hE WaS oN sHakE iT uP?!”

primary school pe teacher: come on you can try harder than that…. 

me: does a gay little run that pisses them off

i just realized jacob barber is a leo and now it all makes sense

spread the postivity! 💕

@cocastyle @tr4shmouth-tozi3r @shittydinosaurdrawings @wukindly @beep-beep-tozixr @yurtletheturtlehenderson

you guys are such amazing writers/drawers! always love seeing your work ❤️

The world is a little happier with you in it.

im abt to nut

— 10:34pm | jean kirstein

genre: smut

wordcount: 207

contains: smut, size kink, softdom!jean

note: this is my first ever work here so i hope you enjoy !! <3

when you were with jean, all your worries disappeared.

“just focus on me,” he tells you, and who are you to complain? it’s always so easy to lose yourself in his arms, thoughts consumed only by his scent, his eyes, the beautiful grunts he lets out as his hips meet yours.

there could be a war right outside your door, but all that matters to you is jean and the rhythm of his heart and hips as he shows you how much he loves you.

jean stops for a moment, still filling you up, and you dig your nails into his shoulders in complaint. his hands reach up to cup your face, forcing you to look him in the eyes, and you feel heat rise to your face as his gaze bores into you.

“can you feel me?” he whispers, reaching one hand down and placing it on your lower stomach, right above where he was buried inside you. “i’m right here, baby.”

his words cause you to clench around him, and you don’t even try to fight the moan that escapes from your lips. “jean...” you whimper, burying your face into the crook of his neck.

“well? do i feel good?”

when you still don’t respond, he grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him yet again. “i’m waiting.”

“feels so good, baby,” you finally moan, grinding your hips on him in an attempt to find some form of relief.

“atta girl,” he chuckles, resuming his pace, and you can practically hear the smirk on his face. “taking me so well, my pretty girl...”

Someone’s trying to follow me and my mom home, Jesus Christ this is terrifying