New stereotype just dropped!!!
Transmascs likely to desire inappropriate relationships and thoughts about their medical providers!
Is it sexually driven?
Is it parentally driven?
YOU DECIDE!

gracie abrams
todays bird

Love Begins

Product Placement
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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
RMH

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2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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we're not kids anymore.

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@whoreforphycos
New stereotype just dropped!!!
Transmascs likely to desire inappropriate relationships and thoughts about their medical providers!
Is it sexually driven?
Is it parentally driven?
YOU DECIDE!
“ok lets do warm up sketch”
“oh..”
i want to gnaw on his biceps
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*Creams pants*
It's that time of year again
April
michael robinavitch x f!reader ⋆. 𐙚˚࿔ mdni
He is not your sugar daddy. That’s what he tells you when you make a sugar daddy joke. “Sure, I give you money sometimes. What’s so wrong with that?”
Sometimes?
“Just take my card.” He says before you slip out the door to go shopping.
“For dinner while I’m gone.” He shrugs, knowing he will be working late as he slides enough cash in your hand to buy 50 dinners.
“I sent you a little money for tonight.” He kisses your forehead, smelling your expensive perfume in your hair that he paid for. About to leave for drinks with your friends, you check your Venmo balance to see that you might as well have won the lottery. You tell him it’s too much for drinks. “Buy your friends a round then too.”
“I’m gonna order you a credit card for my account.” He says from the other end of the couch, his glasses perched on his nose as he types away at his laptop. “Now if I could just figure out how to order one.” You giggle, not a complaint in the world as you crawl into his lap to show the old man how to order one.
“Nobody can take care of you the way I do.” He says darkly from behind you, his cock stretching you every time he pushes in. “Say it. Tell me nobody takes care of you like I do.” He softly demands, knowing full well you’ll comply. He can try to hide it, but you know he gets off on the thought of spoiling you.
Your nails are always done. Hair always blown out. Skin always glowing from a recent facial and a body that can relax against his perfectly after your weekly massage. All courtesy of Michael Robinavitch.
MLP x 1920s, The Grand Galloping 20s.
I went back and touched up some proportions and lines in these models. Hard to believe it's been another year! Thanks for everyone's support.
I'm at a standstill again.
I hate my stupid broken body
physically i’m here but mentally i’m floating face down in a river
This pretty much sums it all up.
I'm back, probably won't stay, as my body keeps trying to kill me <3
Here are some recent photos from my camera roll, apologies for the lack of content.
It's that time of year again
April
Sorry I was gone I got a kidney transplant and then a blood clot and then they took out the kidney and put me on hemo and then back to PD lol
can we talk about how this little shit was giggling like the entire time he was being tortured? thats some masochistic shit
i need a fanfic like this
he should go get therapy and some gay sex and all his problems would be solved. I didn't say his name but he popped in your head didn't he🖤
You: Hey Oswald, are you a painting?
Oswald: ...No?
You: Because I’d like to nail you against the wall
Oswald: Oh thank god I thought you were going to say you wanted to hang me