Rodney Wood
Inamorata’s Memory

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Rodney Wood
Inamorata’s Memory
walking a mile in the shoes of someone you dislike is actually kinda awesome because not only are you now a mile away from that idiot but you also have their shoes
When youre a kid youre like wtf adults are making themselves sick with poisons and when youre an adult youre like i need more poisons ASAP
Of all the tags on this post this is the one that worries me most
Are we calling women who read shitty harlequin romance novels porn addicts now?
If you read one paragraph of vintage victorian smut you'd hurl.
God forbid women read a lame book with sex
people have been writing fucked up erotica for hundreds of years. of all porn consumption habits to label as an addiction i think reading erotica books is like.. one of the least applicable examples and written erotica is one of the least exploitative forms of porn out there. stop pathologizing things that give you ick, you're allowed to just say you dislike something
again I must stress that ten or more years ago mormon leaders put out a statement that reading romance novels was equivalent to porn addiction and both would send you to hell
you guys are not progressive you're just mormons in disguise
My favorite quirk of American English is that since we're constantly exaggerating, sometimes it's more intense to say something slightly less intense. Because like, it means you actually thought about it.
"you look great!" - normal. Anyone could say this. Could be true or could just be lying to be nice. Very normal expected thing to say to someone
"you look good." - gay as hell thing to say to someone.
foraging for a fuckberry to give
did someone order tramp stamp phanart
I literally go a little more insane every time I think about Ilya sitting there having the worst emotional whiplash of his life with cum on his hand and cum on his stomach and cum on his Rick Owens and reaching out his hand (Which has cum on it) because Shane is walking away and he is in the world's most awkward pose (because he has cum all over him) and two minutes ago literally less than two minutes ago he so visibly thought the words he's mine that the world fucking shook and the world had to fucking punish him for that so now he's been subjected to the world record speedrun of nut to post-nut clarity. The cum is not dry it is not just fresh it is WARM
Anyway this is all to say do we think that Ilya ever during those two weeks of summer-tinged emotional catharsis and sexual bliss puts Shane on the couch at the cottage and loves on him and then comes on his chest and stomach and then yanks his hair back and snarles into Shane's still-open mouth "You aren't allowed to fucking move until I tell you," and then leaves Shane there while the sun goes down and then when he comes back he stands in front of Shane in the dark for a very long time and finally says, "On your knees," and Shane hits his knees before the words are even fully out of Ilya's mouth and Ilya presses his thumb into the flaky-dried cum on Shane's chest and says, "You can speak," and Shane babbles out sorry after sorry as he kisses Ilya's stomach and thighs and hips and cock and Ilya just. Fucking takes him apart. Then afterward Ilya spoons up behind Shane's still-quivering body on the carpet and presses the softest kisses there and says, "Do not ever run away from our bed again."
"It was a couch." Pedantry is in Shane's fucking bones, apparently.
And Ilya bites and says, "Our bed is wherever I kiss you or fuck you or hit you or make you cry. If you are scared or mad or sad you tell me and I will stay with you in our bed until I make it better. We don't leave our bed until we can leave it together."
"I'm sorry," Shane says again, "I shouldn't have--"
"It's over now," Ilya tells him, because it is. "You came back, didn't you? Back to our bed? Yes you did. My good boy."
"Always come back," Shane mumbles, and Ilya doesn't know if it's a demand or a promise, but it doesn't matter because it's the same thing in the end.
stupid thing about me is I don’t cut corners but I also have no work ethic. if I do something it WILL be done right. no telling whether I’ll actually fucking do it tho
Ah, the fatal combination of having pride in my work but fuckall executive functioning.
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Delivered in discreet packaging my ass.
hey whats with that sign
i have a question for you: what’s one (1) thing you dislike about pride and prejudice (2005)?
It ends…
that’s a very good point! but the correct answer is actually this:
"I'm sweating like a pig": scientifically innacurate (pigs don't sweat), mean (kind of implies you think pigs are gross :( not cool dawg)
"I'm sweating like a motherfucker: realistic. you probably would sweat if you fucked someone's mother. implies you've got game