i remember when indy came out as white to me after i enacted “white people dni”

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i remember when indy came out as white to me after i enacted “white people dni”

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Sorry that was just me unblocking the tag and OPENING THE GATES TO THE SPOILERS
🎶 "OPEN UP THE DOORS AND LET THE MUSIC PLAY LET THE STREETS RESOUND WE'RE SINGING..!"🎶
Never apologize! I am so so so pleased -pleased as punch!- to have another feel all the feels with me. IT'S GLORIOUS
Recent art dump, Pride Flavored!
-Sooty & Indy chibi heads
-Clyf
-Fizbee
-Stannum
Prompt: Jacobs sibling shenanigans, any era or au.
“I don’t know, I think Crystal Skull is okay except for, like, the very end.”
“Les Jacobs,” David says, mock scandalised, “are we even related? Don’t let Sean hear you say that, he’ll never let you near Frankie again on account of you being a terrible influence.”
“I’m serious!” Les insists. “Think about it! Up to the exact moment where it’s aliens and not a fucking god, it’s pretty standard for Indy! It’s better than Temple of Doom, even. And you three are such suckers for Indy and Marion -”
“As everyone should be!”
“And now they have a kid and that kid is Shia LaBeouf! I don’t understand why you all hate it so much!”
“Oh my god,” David says, shaking his head. “Oh my god. Now we have to watch it so I can explain to you how wrong you are.”
Les shrugs. “Hey, fine by me. I’m not the one who irrationally hates it.”
I’m very happy Colin had an Indy movie on his list. Like super, super happy because obviously those are some of my faves too...
Last Crusade is still superior, tho. ;P

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i wish i could give you spencer asks that have depth but all i can think about is skinny boy cock. skinny. boy. cock.
spencer and his dick that is a complete juxtaposition to the pipe cleaner with eyes you see. spencer and his dick that burns and stings a little going in. spencer and his dick that takes at least 2 orgasms and his fingers on your clit as a distraction and loosener to even get in. spencer and his dick that fills and fills and fills and stretches in every sense of the word. spencer and his dick that has you wincing and whining while he shushes your cries with a hand brushing over your hair and his fucking nods, ones with his bottom lip tucked into his mouth and his eyebrows furrowed a little. spencer who shamelessly and shamefully basks in the ordeal it is to fuck you. spencer who had to admit to himself that he loves how he gets to tell you “i know, sweetheart, just breathe for me. can you do that?” spencer who tells you that “it’ll feel so good in second, baby, i promise.” spencer who tells you that it’s entrancing to be able to watch you make him fit. spencer and his skinny boy dick that is such a contrast from his appearance that you’re getting all tight around him just from the thought of someone smaller than you being able to push your legs back and plow you out like it’s nothing. spencer and his skinny boy dick <3333
dad spencer shay….
dad. my beautiful caring dad.
i still haven’t worked out all the mechanics in my head as to why he’s into it, but he’s into it 🤷🏾♀️ it’s probably his inclination to nurture and care for those around him (see: carly and her friends) or whatever but it’s there!
he was doing dad stuff before the name was even introduced. nothing rlly changes when it is. he’s still ruffling your hair and going “hey, kiddo” when he sees you. still carrying you around the apartment on his back, still talking to you like his baby when you wanna paint and sculpt with him.
he’s still soft and caring when he’s looking down at you, thumb running along your bottom lip while you look up at him with that stupid little glint in your eyes. nothing changed, really, but a title.
“dad,” is what you call him, shifting where you sit on the edge of his bed, immature and needy and he’s crossing the room to tend to you.