implying great things

Welcome to the NSFW Blog [formally picnicoftrash]

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Blog Has been Moved!

Blog has moved over to playfullysuggestive

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Have to get that frustration out some how...

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Doodling that turned into fan service and all I can think of is 

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I gonna clean this blog up a bit~!

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Your Septiplier😍😍😍🔥🔥🔥👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻

Your ask 🔥(´∀｀)♡👌🏻

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i must know, do you take art requests?

On occassion but not often. You probably waited a long time for me to answer that, I am so sorry

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Now am I kicked out of the fandom?

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Teammates and confidants, ballet dancers Harper Watters and Rhys Kosakowski take front stage in the pages of Risk Magazine shot by Pavel Denisenko.

http://www.risk-mag.com/new/2016/3/14/harper-watters

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http://weibo.com/u/3256220002

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Imagine waiting for your FC to come home from work. They’re 4 hours late, and you haven’t heard a word from them despite leaving numerous voice messages and texts. Worried that something might have happened, you wait nervously for them on the couch. As the night wears on, you struggle to keep your eyes open and eventually doze off. The next thing you know you feel warmth surrounding your body and smell a familiar purfumed scent. You realize you are comfortably laying in your bed. Your FC is laying next to you with an arm draped over your waist. Their head is resting on your shoulder, and you can feel their gentle breaths tickling your neck. Overcome with relief you roll on top of them and repeatedly kiss  their face. Their eyes flutter open and with an apologetic smile they murmer “I’m sorry I worried you, ___. I had a lot of work to catch up on…” You sigh, “I was worried, but Im glad nothing bad happened.” You notice their tired expression under that gentle smile. They must have been too exhausted to put on pajamas, seeing they were simply wearing their underwear. “You should get some rest-” you say while sitting up. Before you are able to get off of them, they firmly places their hands on your hips. “Or… we could stay like this for a while longer,” they reply. Their hands travel to your inner thighs and gently spread your legs, making your hips completely rest on theirs. Your surprised gasp is broken off as their lips meet yours.

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Stay <3

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