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#as good as dead #holly jackson #max hastings #a good girls guide to murder #agggtm #ravi singh #pippa fitz amobi

agentinlove

how it felt seeing yelena for the first time

#florence pugh #marvel #marvel fandom #mcu #thunderbolts*#white widow #black widow #yelena belova x reader #yelena belova

waltermis

And yet she's still the one that got screwed over by Marvel 😮‍💨

#avengers: infinity war #avengers : endgame #black widow #natasha romanov #natasha romonova #natasha x reader #avengers x reader #scarlett johansson x reader #Scarlett johansson #mcu #avengers #marvel #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff

drangel76

another one of these scams, just more 'official-looking.' if you get tagged it's not real! block and report.

yanderemommabean

Hey! There's a big scam going around we all need to be careful about! There's a lot of scam bots and people on tumblr, some acting like refuges others acting like tumblr staff - in this one, they tag you and say you need to go through steps for verifying. DO NOT ENGAGE. Block and move on. This goes for anyone in your inbox asking for money, as most of them aren't actually in need, and in some cases, the money you send over aids them with sex trafficking or other severe scenarios. Do diligent research on anything that seems supcious, and take caution. Block, report, and move on.

-Mommabean

#reblog

yandere-angela

#forever reblog #reblog

rimonoroni2

what people don’t understand about how adhd is disabling is that it’s not just getting temporarily distracted from, like, school work or hobbies. it’s getting distracted/being unable to motivate yourself to go to the doctor, eat regularly, do hygiene tasks, etc. it’s not knowing when or how long it will take you to do something, ANYTHING, and in many cases that thing is taking a shower or keeping your house from turning into a biohazard. it’s about being fundamentally incapable of controlling your attention and focus on anything, even and especially things you need to do to survive.

#okay to reblog #adhd #anyway. idk

thememedaddy

#memedaddy #memes #funny #meirl #adhd

no-longer-another-bondi-blonde

pulpwrit3r

🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

altospaceangel

This is still one of the top posts to come out of covid

thedankmemes

#funny #dank meme #hilarious #funny pics #humor #jokes #lol #comedy #dank memes #memes #meme

inknopewetrust

where art thou proper tagging

someone please teach a tumblr tagging etiquette class

#x reader #fanfic #fanfiction #x female reader #x male reader

grammymeagle

Ur internet mom ash’s Maddie journey has me deadddd

thelastonesstuff

love ash

#arcane spoilers #league of legends #maddie arcane #arcane #ur internet mom ash #the ‘okay little fuckboy’ took me all the way out

ryanhatesthis

Well, that’s enough internet for me today.

#meme #2012 tumblr

skarpetaspodnapleta

Without limits, without pauses, without mercy, from dusk till dawn, from dawn till dusk. From the kitchen to the garage, from the countertop where dishes topple over, to the cold tiles of the bathroom floor, where every tremor echoes in the walls. From the walls bouncing back the moans, to the cabinets trembling from the rhythm of hips, from the bedroom mirror reflecting every tense muscle and every trace of fingers, to the shower where water mixes with sweat and saliva, soaking every surface—bodies, walls, and souls alike.

In every position, in every corner. Missionary with nails digging into your back, on top with hands gripping a throat, reverse cowgirl where the view alone drives you insane, doggy style with hips raised high, backwards, forwards, sideways, on the floor, on the table, pressed against the wall, on the couch where pillows are thrown to the ground. On the dining table that creaks under the weight, on the washing machine vibrating in sync with the movements, on the stairs where every thrust resonates like an echo.

Outside, where the cold air bites but the body burns. In the car, where windows fog up, and the sounds are muffled by honking horns. On the motorcycle, where balance is a challenge, on the back of a truck where every move feels forbidden. In the airplane, where silent desperation and tension rise, in the train where the sound of wheels merges with shallow, gasping breaths. In a tent, where the fabric trembles under the pressure of the rhythm, in a cave where every moan is amplified by the echo.

Every inch of skin, every curve, every nerve pushed to its limit. Fingers sliding across sweaty flesh, teeth sinking into lips, bite marks left on necks, shoulders, hips. Backs arching into impossible shapes, legs trembling from the tension, toes curling with every surge of pleasure. Breath quickened, shallow, broken by screams and moans that seem endless.

Moisture—on the sheets, on the floor, on bodies, on hands moving with reckless abandon. Saliva dripping, bodies shaking, tears streaming from overstimulation. Skin pulsating under touch, muscles tense to breaking, knees buckling under the weight of ecstasy. The walls shake with sound, the floor vibrates with energy, the air thick, electrified, so dense it feels like breathing is a challenge.

From walls to mirrors, from balconies to floors. Legs spread, hands tied, bodies synchronized in a rhythm that speeds up, slows down, explodes. Standing, lying, sideways, on the back, on the stomach, kneeling, with hips raised, with a hand tightening around a throat, with nails leaving trails on your back. By the window, where the outside world becomes an uninvited voyeur, in the elevator, where every sound reverberates, on the beach, where sand invades every crevice.

To the edge, to the point of losing all sense of reality. Moans so loud they seem to tear through the silence of the universe. Orgasms so deep they make you lose connection with the ground. Trembling legs, ringing ears, a pulsing heart that feels like it’s about to explode. The world blurs into a whirlwind of emotions and sensations, every muscle giving out, every nerve vibrating, every breath an effort. And then again—and again. Until the very end, until everything inside you shatters into pieces, only to be reborn anew.