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anyway here’s wuji 🙂
January 11, 2025 at 7:22 PM
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Suffered like Jesus on the cross during this shoot
January 8, 2025 at 10:47 PM
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willingly damned
January 8, 2025 at 10:47 PM
cult-ivation.bsky.social
You can turn ur google doc into a booklet and print it, print it like a zine to then mail to pals

Or find a piece of paper whatever gets you going
www.wikihow.com/Make-a-Booklet

www.pdfgear.com/how-to/how-t...
December 29, 2024 at 4:17 AM
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Happy wip Wednesday art with a character introduction #writing #wipwednesday
December 26, 2024 at 1:38 AM
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So cute
December 19, 2024 at 11:44 PM
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xue yang and his research grants for demonic cultivation agenda
December 18, 2024 at 1:06 AM
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gender is shadow the hedgehog
December 17, 2024 at 1:26 AM
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December 17, 2024 at 1:24 AM
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Merry Yaoimis to all and to all a good yaoi 🎄🎄🎄
December 15, 2024 at 7:09 PM
cult-ivation.bsky.social
Hanukkah sameach my yaoi brethren
December 15, 2024 at 7:08 PM
cult-ivation.bsky.social
two bodies, same heart
Naruto | #sasunaru (narusasu) hitman / assassin au
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❤️‍🔥the gay experience of making your partner in crime your partner for life
❤️‍🔥a very fraught hand job
❤️‍🔥 rough make out

archiveofourown.org/works/56488771
December 5, 2024 at 4:54 PM
cult-ivation.bsky.social
📿consecration 📿
sebaciel - Sebastian/ciel
black butler
Porn some plot
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fucking an alter in front of god and everyone

archiveofourown.org/works/58484086
December 5, 2024 at 4:51 PM
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🐺nature of the beast🐺
Sebaciel - ciel/sebastian
The relationship of a boy and his dog. The relationship of a demon and his master.
🐺to devour is the nature of the beast 🐺
archiveofourown.org/works/56463142
Heel.” Ciel speaks lowly making one curt gesture with his hand; it is unnecessary but there is a satisfaction found in saying something and immediately having that order followed. “Yes, my lord.” Sebastian's eyes gleam. He snaps to attention, flanking Ciels blind side. They are connected again, the demon's gaze fixated, waiting on his Master's next move.
December 5, 2024 at 4:47 PM
cult-ivation.bsky.social
Me this evening
December 1, 2024 at 2:31 AM
cult-ivation.bsky.social
How it feels to write fic for the homies
Jesus stripped abused Ashlee’s violated for you
November 24, 2024 at 1:43 AM
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Historians wil say Suzaku was Lelouch “special friend” then why is he wearing Suzaku a cape everywhere ??? Hmm
November 23, 2024 at 9:11 PM
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lelouch propaganda poster #codegeass #clamp #cosplay
November 23, 2024 at 9:07 PM
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Don’t pity him too much he likes the fart noises my device makes
November 23, 2024 at 8:34 PM
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FLAT FUCK FRIDAY
Image of flat alligator sleeping 😴 with flat fuck Friday at too lingo for Trans surgery
November 23, 2024 at 3:27 AM
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😊 fixed it
Slender clamp looking man with yaoi hands above crossed out is “straight women drawing gay men in red so only gay men is visible. On the left is a bars man and above him crossed out in red is gay men drawing so only gay men is visible these are both representing gay men
November 15, 2024 at 3:33 PM
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November 13, 2024 at 6:23 PM
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novel wip ☠️⚰️ nothing like some Saturday night tentacle porn
Stop, stop stop!” Rapheal shakes, hands scrambling to feel the dampness at his ears. The tile digs into his bare back scouring his naked flesh.. He can’t — this is... His mind reels, swinging in and out of alignment. There’s no processing what he’s seeing; whenever he tries, static pain mounts behind his eyes. If he looks too long, it’s like they’ll burst. He whimpers, rubbing at the black spots on his eyes. “Look what you’ve done.” Arrogant and princely, the pout in the tone is easily heard, “You’ve broken him.” “Me?” The sensation of sand, grains rough on his skin follows the word. The doors rattle slamming the lids to a coffin, a dark laugh. The house creaks off its hinges, groaning as it moves from the bones of its foundation. The world warps, Rapheal can’t look. He cna feel though, feel the step of ants over tile in the floors above, know that the shadows cradle him inside the gut of old wooden boards. They are in the belly of the house, he realizes. “Fuck off!!!” Vicious hands jerk Rapheal to the side, he strikes out weakly. The hands are too big in his hair. They cradle his entire face. The fingers are longer than they should be, nails pricking his scalp. He cries out, roots protesting the rough treatment, hair on the back of his neck unable to lay flat. Heat like the depths of a desert, hot and uncompromising, beats down on the back of his neck and scorches the tips of his ears. There’s the impression of something. Breathing... behind? Above? Around him. If his rib cage wasn’t holding his heart in place, it would have deserted his chest, screaming when teeth clamp over the same mark on his neck biting and sucking. “There, shh shh, little trustee , settle.” Rapheal sniffles wetly, turning into the murky warmth behind him and sobbing. He trembles, quivering like an animal brought to heel by a new master. The hand in his hair loosens, falling to his throat. The leather feels familiar; Rapheal relaxes into the gip, the gloves hand lining up perfectly with the ring of red left from the previous evening. His dick twitches and he gasps, mortified. His stranger. Something’s wired wrong in his brain —the adrenaline, it has to be— he’s hard when he should be trying to get away, to break free, instead he’s leaning back against... against this monster waiting like he’s going to receive a kiss. “Close your eyes.” Rapheal doesn’t want to keep them open anyway. He’s seen enough. There are too many hands. More than any person should have. Hands aren’t correct, limbs don’t move like this, with the flexibility of snakes and twisting like vines. “Are you?” “Am I?’ Masculine and distinctly pleased, his monster laughs. “You know,” Rapheal protests, frowning angrily, the hands, tendrils, enveloping m
November 10, 2024 at 12:23 AM
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the many moods of Neil
November 1, 2024 at 1:24 AM
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Does Andrew minyard is gay?
Blurry picture of Niel josten having a crisis with quotes from Andrew minyard “that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t blow you “ in big text
November 1, 2024 at 1:10 AM