Feliz DĂa de Las Madres (10/05) / Happy Motherâs Day (05/12)
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Feliz DĂa de Las Madres (10/05) / Happy Motherâs Day (05/12)
DBS + Happy Motherâs Day! (âÂŽâœ`â)
The only love that I really believe in is a motherâs love for her children.
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Goku: [instant transmissions into room] Vegeta! Bulma! Sex makes babies!
Bulma [in labor]: WE ARE WELL AWARE
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Strides arrogant, the sovereign of none did not cease despite the surmounting discontent sensed at his hindâthe Earthling was feeble, no amount of wrath incurred in her stead would cause him harm. Thus her not-entirely flimsy box crashed against his shoulder blades and tumbled crassly down toward the ground. Discord reverberated after, his own steps petrified, back rigid toward her despite his taciturnity amidst her vehement disapproval.
Prolonged quietude permeated the hall, far after the Earth womanâs departure, the royal Saiyan turned to regard her neglected box of tools absently.  Vexed, Vegeta could decipher a lack of reason from Earthâs inhabitants, the woman at the apex of their species.  Before him, she had dabbled with inferior technologies and he had bestowed her knowledge ill-paramount among her race.Â
Dark brow furrow further with his contrition, Vegeta turned to focus on her insignificant signature and deliberately stomped path toward her. Precisely a few moments later, the Saiyan royal wretched her door ajar, pinning the peculiar woman with the heat of his glare.  â I canât imagine this to be any more productive than your earlier tirade, woman.  Get off your pathetic behind and fix my Gravity Chamber this instant!â
And there he was, just as she predicted, not two minutes behind her as he loomed in the doorway and made his DEMANDS. Demands that she had no intention of following as she sat up only to make herself more comfortableâbecause the lack of obedience would annoy him.
âI said fix it yourself.â Her answer was simple, smoothly worded and full of confidence despite the immense difference in their physical abilities. Because Bulma did NOT cower in her own home; he was in HER territory.
And so she set to pretending to ignore him, laying down so that her back was to him and staring at the wall. But even as she pretended she listened VERY carefully for his next move. What would he do? Grab her? Drag her to the GR expecting her to just be compliant? If that was the case he thoroughly underestimated how stubborn she could be.
She was Bulma Briefs, the richest, prettiest, smartest woman in the world as far as anyone was concerned and she did NOT do ANYTHING that she didn't want to do. And that INCLUDED helping him.
Bulma by HAREN (Kim Han seul)
angry sexual tension starters
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âIf you keep talking, I have no idea what Iâll do to you.â
âUnclench your fist unless itâs going up my ass.â
âComplain that youâre cold again and Iâll make sure you feel heated.â
âItâs two AM! You better be here for a booty call.â
âWhat is with you?! Stop leaning in so close to me!â
âNO ONE TELLS ME WHAT TO DO UNLESS WEâRE IN BED.â
âYou better shut up, or Iâll do it for you.â
âI fucking hate you! Stop looking at me all sexy.â
âLet go of my shirt, unless you plan on ripping it off.â
âKiss my ass.â /Â âSuck my ass.â
âFight me! With your mouth! On my mouth!â
âIf you turn your back on me again, you better be bending over.â
âOh, so you wanna wrestle? Take your clothes off then!â
âYou say âI hate youâ, but all I hear is âfuck meâ.âÂ
âStop cleaning already! There are better things for you to do on your knees.â
âYou think youâre the boss of me just because youâre hot?!â
âYou can take your middle finger and shove it up my ass.â
âIf you keep yelling at me, Iâm going to have to punish you.â
âWhyâd you push me up against the wall?!â
âI canât STAND when you look at me with those long eyelashes.â
âStop biting your lip and bite me instead!â
âQuit saying youâre bored, or Iâll find a way to entertain you.â
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Members of Congress are living off food stamps for a week to protest Republican cuts. Itâs a challenge for them, but GOP cuts would hurt millions of everyday Americans.Â
Why does this not have more publicity. This needs it!
I want a reality tv show where politicians have to live in poverty for a month. They have to live in Government housing, shop with food stamps, and get only a limited amount of money for clothes. Because here, they still have all their trappings, lilke nice cars and thousand dollar suits. I want them in Walmart jeans trying to determine if they can afford a carton of milk.Â
Give them a full calendar year. I want to see them confident in January, and sometime around June choking back tears at the Safeway because they are tired, so tired, of eating 25 cent cup noodles, eyeing other peoplesâ full grocery carts with a dull bewilderment. Let me see them despair because they have a persistent nagging cough that wonât go away and might be turning into pneumonia but the minute clinic is $60, which might as well be as six million dollars, either way they ainât got it to spare - and that doesnât count the cost of prescriptions. Let me hear them tell people about the muscle cramps they get at night due to eating non-nutritious garbage for months, the weakness from persistent hunger. Let them know the shame and frustration of only owning one pair of cheap polyester pants for work and one pair of thrift-store jeans, and both persistently have ripped crotches and seams coming undone, no matter how many times they get sewn back up. Let the women know the particular sort of despair that comes once a month when you canât afford even the cheapest pads or tampons. Let them understand the frustration of being charged a $35 fee for a $2 overdraft. Let them watch as the bank holds charges from different days in âpendingâ till they all come through on the same day, and the bank charges them four times for a single overdraft because âthe charges all cleared at the same timeâ. I want them to know the particular pain of having to decide between food for the week, or transportation costs to and from work. You canât have both. Choose wisely. You do not truly understand poverty until youâve lived it and a month isnât enough to encompass it. Not even close.