read smut is so much better in public don’t ask me why

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read smut is so much better in public don’t ask me why
riko, about to die: you played me like a fiddle
neil: fiddlers are actually difficult to play. i played you like the cheap kazoo you are
You may not love me now, but at least you loved me then.
k.b. // madison ryann ward - brkn
you’re such an idiot. i will literally kiss you on the mouth.
ao3
you ever look at a girl n think how the fuck are you that pretty
Yeah and then you have to compose yourself and not stare at her, which imo is bs, like lemme stare at art in peace
singing and screaming cuz i NEED to make my day a better day
volume 18 promotional illustrations from AidaIro’s Twitter
I want you so close to me
to pull you against me, as I press into you
desperately kissing you, like it's more vital than breathing
knowing our bodies can't be close enough,
but still aching and struggling in vain
to bring them closer anyway
every position, every thrust, grab, scratch, bite, kiss, whisper, grunt, and moan, every gasp and shudder, every quiver of truth
Loving your brown dark eyes is realising that no one can do better the blue eye shadow than you.
adding onto it!
oh u can have this post i don’t want it
Gee, thanks mista! Oi Avent had a post to me own since and mum n pop died of influenza! I'll be certain to cherish it as if it were me little brutha who died from influenza also
Woss-all this then? You cheeky li’uhl buggah, wheh’d you get that post? Didn’t I tell you wha’ ‘appens to li’uhl boys that steal posts, hm? If your dear old mum knew she’d catch influenza with shame.
Oh no, Officer! I know ‘im, and ‘e’s a good lad; ‘e ‘elped me find daddy when I was lost in th market! I’m sure my father would be happy to let me pay for th’ post! Father is just around the corner getting influenza
'Ere offisah, dahn't truss that littuw giwl, orrite? She's the one wot stole foive bob from me larse week she did, when i was recovering in St. Urchin's 'Ome For Those With Influenza. And I sorer shewwin 'er ankles to some poor gent dahn the pub yesserday arfernoon while 'er ol' dad stole the poor bugger's influenza roight aht the man's pokkit. She's a baddun orrite. Fling 'er dahn the nick.
if i knew they were gonna make my post british i never would’ve gave it away