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Aarb.bsky.social

felt cute 🌞

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oikawatchola.bsky.social

todo dia o tiktok inventa uma viadagem nova pqp oq eh brunette vao se fude

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EQthrenody.bsky.social

okay, i’m done being cranky online today. i am but a delicate angel who would never dream of eating the excised heart of a bigot working hard to destroy a trans kid’s life. i certainly wouldn’t sprinkle parmesan on it. i wouldn’t. i would not.

brunette white woman with flatironed hair. white off the shoulder top. black bra straps visible. one of her shoulders is tattooed blue. the other is now fairly bare. her chest has a lot of black typewriter text. steel 2x4 lego brick necklace. she is smirking to let you know she wouldn’t break her vegetarianism to eat a transphobe. uwu.
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Anannagt.bsky.social

faz a trend com a Marcela de Blond & Brunette

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TBscrotum-philips.bsky.social

every time i accidentally eat gluten

a frame from its always sunny in Philadelphia of charlie day, a brunette man with some scruff, is sitting in a vehicle in a cowboy hat and blue shirt looking ill and covered in blood. it has text that says “oh! i think i’ve been poisoned by my constituents.”
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quillenowl.bsky.social

I personally prefer the mid blond or brunette. Though I'm leaning towards the brunette for the more Fall color palette.

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fxgabs.bsky.social

blonde de olhos castanhos>>>> brunette de olhos claros>>>>

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FFfelixffern.bsky.social

God I missed writing these idiots. The CafĂŠ Noir-flavoured Kinktober challenge may kill me, but I shall die happy.

“It was so nice of you to arrange this trip for us, Hannibal,” Will practically purred and Hannibal knew exactly what he was doing; the coy barista was probing his ego, having learned that the doctor was weak to praise and compliments, so he delivered them sparingly. “You know that I appreciate your ardour, dearest, but I am driving—” Hannibal’s voice was stolen from him with a faint but sharp gasp as Will’s fingertips creeped between his legs, lightly pinching the thick flesh of his inner thigh. “And you’re such a good, attentive driver,” the brunette murmured, shamelessly rubbing Hannibal’s leg as his eyes wandered down to witness the way his garment began to strain with uncontrollable interest. “Say it, Hannibal.”
The sudden pointed, low command caused Hannibal’s groin to twitch. He could feel it pulsating, pressing against the restraints of his clothing. With great reluctance he quietly whispered, “...I am a good, attentive driver.” “That’s my good boy,” Will cooed and Hannibal’s hands gripped the steering wheel with an unnecessary amount of force.The amorous man began to slide his hand up along the growing bulge, softly palming the shape. “You prepared that basket of goods just for me, didn’t you?” “Yes,” Hannibal hissed softly through his teeth, his eyes desperately fixed to the road ahead as his heart fluttered inside his chest. He despised having that infantilising endearment turned against him, and yet it did nothing to deter the blood gathering in his loins.
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