Members of Ilê Aiyê, an Afro-Brazilian carnival group from Salvador, Bahia, Brazil.

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Members of Ilê Aiyê, an Afro-Brazilian carnival group from Salvador, Bahia, Brazil.
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that time someone brought out a tarantula and Frank ran the hell away and started signing things for fans outside instead (src)
"I swear to god I'll start punching people" "byeee"
NASTY DOG
Johnny Knoxville x Fem!reader
Warnings: Fingering in public, groping, slight language (literally one swear word)
Johnny was a total pervert, not that you minded. Every chance he got he would be sneaking a glance at your ass or tits. This man was a dog, and he wasn’t hiding it at all.
It only got worse when there were paparazzi around, taking photos. Most men tried to dodge cameras, getting to a place where they couldn’t be seen, not Johnny though. He’d take you on a public sidewalk if he wouldn’t get charged for indecent exposure.
Today, decided he wanted to take you out to see the sights of Los Angeles. It started off mostly innocent, walking into cute little souvenirs shops and clothing stores, only a few gropes here and there, that was until the cameras arrived. A couple of paparazzi began taking pictures of you too, asking questions.
“Mr. Knoxville, what brings you to downtown Los Angeles this afternoon?”
“Who’s this pretty lady on your arm..?”
“Are you filming any stunts here?”
That’s when it started, fingers slowly creeping up your thigh and under your skirt as you walk. The paparazzi followed close behind, continuing their pursuits. His hand sneaked up further, fingers curling under your lace panties, moving them aside.
His fingers were tantalizingly slow, earning a soft whimper from your lips. “Johnny.. people can see us..” You whine, complaining. “I know sugar, that’s why m’ doin’ it.. I’m lettin’ em know yer mine..” He growls, country drawl making you melt as his fingers persist.
“Johnny, I’m gonna-” and his fingers pull out before you can finish. You groan as he brings his fingers to his mouth, tasting you on his tongue. By know, the paparazzi has backed off a little, still taking photos from afar.
You walk along, Getting further and further away from them when he snakes an arm around you, groping your breast gently. He leans down, voice soft and velvety as he whispers in your ear “Had to let em see what I do to my girl huh..?”
This was going to be in the tabloids for sure..
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Bat embryos. Bats and their young. 1875.
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