She knew and didn’t say anything until she got close to her car with her boyfriend 🤦♂️
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She knew and didn’t say anything until she got close to her car with her boyfriend 🤦♂️
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Mature Latina having her feet tickled …
tweeting about pro hero dynamight regularly when one day, feeling particularly hot after watching him come out of a fight covered in blood (not his blood) and sweat, and with most of his hero costume torn apart, you make a typo and type “porn hero dynamight” instead
its 3am and ive been laughing for 15mins about this idek why
PLEASE.
Imagine you just run what can only really be described as a thirst Twitter for him. You’re constantly commenting on videos and photos of him, talking about how big his tits are, how good his ass looks or how hot he is.
And you never message or mention him directly— your just content in your tiny part of the internet throwing your thoughts out into the void and giving yourself some night fap material.
Until one day you tweet a photograph of him from his latest arrest, his tight black vest is ripped and he’s got blood splattered all over himself and he’s dripping with sweat. His hair pushed back from his forehead as he pulls his mask up, and you can’t help yourself. You’re freaking out and you’re about to do your usual 20 tweet thread on the photo, pointing out every single gorgeous aspect of it as you type the first tweet “Porn hero Dynamight.”
Not even noticing your typo as you continue off on your rant, replying tweet after tweet with how good he looks and what you want him to do to you.
But the first tweet goes viral, everyone retweeting the “Porn Hero Dynamight” post. And you don’t think anything of it.
You definitely don’t expect the man himself to actually see it.
“it has become clear that most men find the image of Paul Mescal crying in Aftersun far more relatable than any image of Russell Crowe fighting in the Colosseum ever could be.”
My very first feature is finally here! In it, I dive into the career of Paul Mescal and inspect the new form of masculinity he presents on screen.
I have wanted to write this for months and, as my first feature, it is a big deal for me. So any likes, shares, reads or feedback are all super appreciated.
Thank youuuu <3
He is so hot that flames cannot hurt him. This is what I believe
y’all... i just got christmas carolers at my door. that was the cutest moment of my life.
in other news i have another paper due at midnight sO i’ll be on after that until i pass out like usual. i know u all look forward to ur nightly nim updates so here i be.
...what am I looking for again?