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dinkywitch replied to your post: oh my god that stream is an hour and a half long....

its very very good and by the time you reach a half hour in it feels VERY much like a fever dream

the best part is that he has the chat taking up like half the screen but 1. it’s almost impossible to read because it’s visually friend & layered over minions, and 2. everyone in the chat is expressing horror & confusion at what’s going on and nick just keeps talking in a very calm monotone

#dinkywitch #dude this is choice as hell i hope he does more sh*t like this

Thought about @dinkywitch today

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dinkywitch replied to your post “No shade no tea but what’s up with girls into d/d*l-g (or should I say...”

they like to sexualize innocence & childishness and shes the most innocent and childish of the trio, and theyre interested in ppg in general bc its a "girl show" from childhood

ohh shit ok i thought she like fit some weird p/edo/philic aesthetic but what u said makes more sense

#dinkywitch #replies

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hot. im into it

The sexiest~ Gotta get that old man lovin~

#dinkywitch #But Sarah with an h does not feel the same

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ok i feel like im going to regret asking this but what is Buff Santa

Buff Santa is not one thing, but rather a mass of soft erotic or otherwise semi-disturbing images of Santa that I send wherever I find them

Like ripped 8pack ornament Santa Or nude on the treadmill Santa~~~

There’s also this

#dinkywitch #I was trying to show her something Guzma related but yanno #is she gunna SEE it

Here it fucking is

You honestly had no clue what you were currently seeing. I mean, Ichimatsu was currently wearing something you never thought you'd ever see on a person's body. His hair was spiked up and dyed pink with just a touch of brown shadow roots, allowing access to his messy, small eyebrows. Smudged eyeliner covered his lower lid. His white collar was popped on his button down shirt, overlapped by the purple and pink plaid jacket and slacks. For God's sake, he even let the suspenders hang down back. And what was with the guitar? This is not the NEET you'd agreed to attend a date with. This was... Definitely not expected. Who wears that on your first date to a cafe? Sighing, you push your chair back and place your hands on the table, trying to keep calm. You couldn't even look at the dork. "What in God's name are you wearing?" You ask calmly. A noise almost like a snort and a gasp mixed together came from Ichi's direction. When no reply came, you spared a glance at the Matsuno. His stature was stiff and guarded. Crap. You'd basically insulted him. You moved to apologize, when suddenly- "I should've known this wouldn't work out," Ichimatsu muttered. He flung the door open and walked out of the cafe. Moving quickly, you slammed down some money for your drink you'd ordered while waiting and followed him out. Ichi was halfway down the sidewalk, just about to cross the road, when you sprinted into him full force. "Ow! What the fuck-?" Ichi snarled before turning to you. Grabbing his hand, you pulled him towards the direction of his house with a quick, "Let's go." The entire way there, he tried to protest. Key word: tried. But once you were determined, you weren't going to let him wiggle out of it. Throwing open his house's door, you dragged him into the room containing all his clothes- and brothers. Holding his arm up, you bellow, "What is this?" "An arm," Todomatsu replies sweetly as he flipped through the pages of a fitness magazine. "You know that's not what I'm referring to," you spit out. "I think he looks wonderful! Good fashion choice, brother!" Karamatsu says, shifting his sunglasses from his face to the top of his head. "That's not the problem! It looks great, yeah, but this is not the NEET I agreed to date! I agreed to date Ichimatsu, not a rockstar," you whine. "What's the big deal? It's still Ichimatsu, just dressed up. You did ask for dressed up, didn't you?" Osomatsu drawled. "I asked for classy. If I wanted a rockstar, I would but concert tickets for it," you explained. "You could always ask Chorofappsky for tickets since he goes to all of them anyway," Oso said. Choro looked over at Oso and let out an annoyed, "Hey!" Oso just shrugged. It was useless. These assholes weren't going to help this situation. Huffing, you turn to Ichi. Grabbing his chin, you make him look you in the eyes as you say, "It's not that I don't like this. You look cute, but it's not at all what I was expecting. I was at least hoping for that blue overcoat and those silly slacks that look wonderful on you. Maybe even the hoodie covered in cat hair or the purple jumpsuit. I love your costumes- I just wasn't prepared for it." Ichi's stare bores into you. Relenting, he sighed and blushed. "Jyushimatsu said it was perfect." You stopped for a second before smiling. Leaning up, you kiss his cheek. As expected, Ichi blushes even harder and tenses up. He nearly- no, wait, he actually fell to the floor. Nothing coherent flung from his mouth after that. Picking up his face, you let out a little chuckle and ask, "Do you want to change and go share a glass of juice?" You'd never seen him move so quickly in your entire relationship.

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