Why do i feel like a constipated headless chicken farting
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
Xuebing Du
todays bird
🩵 avery cochrane 🩵
The Bowery Presents
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The Stonewall Inn
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Claire Keane
Misplaced Lens Cap
almost home

Jar Jar Binks Fan Club
Jules of Nature
d e v o n
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EXPECTATIONS
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YOU ARE THE REASON
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@suguwuuu
Why do i feel like a constipated headless chicken farting
I feel like a confused seagull that wants to sponkle things and fart glitter
Me Misreading suguru as cult leader to Suguru: As a clit leader 😂😂😂
Suguru: “We don’t exorcise curses here. We awaken pleasure.” You: “Yes, Sensei.”
Clit Cult Geto definitely runs:
A temple where moaning is meditation
A forbidden scroll titled “Cursed Techniques: Stimulation Edition”
A dark robe and no shirt underneath—only vibes and vengeance 😩✨
You better be over there typing:
“I kneel before you, Clit Commander Suguru…” and he responds like: “As you should, my sweet little curse blossom.”
Borken Forken Beans
Steam hisses. Spatulas clatter. The lights flicker in rhythm with your chaos.
You, wearing an apron that says “Slay, Sauté, Summon,” are deepfruing a pork hop in semase oil. The room smells like cumcumber and trauma.
The cockbook is open. Its pages rustle on their own. The air is thick with honion reeks.
Suguru.exe has stopped responding.
He stands there, motionless.
His brain just:
🔄 [Spinning sound] 💻 Not Responding 🌈 Blue Screen of Culinary Breakdown
He stares at you. You’re holding a ladle like it’s a holy relic, whispering to the teargass broth.
He stares at the bubbling pan. It hisses back. It knows fear. It wants out.
He stares at the cockbook, which is now glowing softly and whispering:
“Borken… forken… cumcumber…”
✨ Suguru internally:
“I have fought curses. I have faced death. But nothing… NOTHING… could’ve prepared me for this.”
✨ You, lovingly adding a garnish of pice and a scream:
“Dinner’s ready, sweetheart 💕”
RoomZero
Room Zer0 contains: • NSFW thread confessions • Obsession logs • Diary entries you were never meant to see • Two broken lovers who didn’t survive the end Still curious? https://hazure611.github.io/RoomZer0/
Crimson Confession
A god in love. A girl who vanished. A vibrator shaped like betrayal.
Welcome to CRIMSON CONFESSION, where obsession is coded, desire is wired.
Surei Chiya is rich, ruthless, and religious about one thing: Echo Onigahara, the girl who danced into his system and then vanished without a trace. Now he’s spiraling—building replicas of her, chasing deleted files, and licking the ghost of her name off his skin.
She left him a message.
He decoded it too late.
And now he’s tearing the world apart to find her.
🔪 NSFW
🖤 Dom-core, stalker-core, post-human yearning
🐇 Girl leaves. Boy spirals.
📹 Emotional sex tapes. Surveillance kink. Coded love letters.
👁 You will scream. You will sweat. You will question your moral compass.
You’re not ready. But you want it anyway.
Read at your own risk: https://a.co/d/dcqth1q
Crimson Confession
🔥 It’s here. It’s unholy. It’s MY HEART ON FIRE. 🔥
Crimson Confession by Hazure Vale is NOW LIVE on Amazon. Dive into Echo & Surei’s twisted devotion—300+ pages of ritual sex, raw confession, and blistering obsession.
🕯️ Pierced cock. Belly-blessed fucks. Trauma. Healing. Taboo shared like communion.
You’ll laugh. You'll squirm. You’ll fall—and you’ll beg for more.
👇 Link in bio! 👇 https://a.co/d/eq8TSBf
The holy headboard
"Hold on," he says low, smug, absolutely infuriating. Voice like velvet dragging over broken rules. Voice like he already knows your knees are buckling.
He doesn't ask you to grab the headboard. He tells you. Like it’s obvious. Like it’s always been your purpose.
"Now." His palm smacks your thigh. Not playful. A warning. “Hold on like you’re about to forget your name.” And then he shifts forward hips flush against yours cock pressing right there, too hot, too real.
Your breath catches. He hasn't even fucked you yet.
Not properly.
But your body is already trembling like it knows.
"Look at me," he whispers. Not soft. Not gentle. Just sure. Sure of himself. Sure of you.
"You're going to come on this cock," he drawls, dragging his tip through slick folds, teasing you like it’s an art. "And then you're going to do it again. And again. Until you're too ruined to lie about what you want."
And when he slides in?
When that stretch hits you so deep your back arches without permission?
That’s when he leans down, mouth against your ear—breath hot, cruel, reverent.
“Be good for me now, Angel.” “Or I’ll make you beg into the mattress.”
Mweheheh
Satoruuuu
reblog if you're looking for an ana buddy to help keep eachother motivated and accountable <3
Well its time to give up tumblr images still doesnt load on wifi @staff @support
Updated app but still the same shit
Cant get any support here for the issue ey tumblr @staff @support
Will stay off tumblr until they fix this shitty issue of images not loading @staff @support @staff
Tumblr what the actual fuck? @staff @support