Jun 20
i think wearing socks and only socks in sexual encounters is really hot thanks
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i think wearing socks and only socks in sexual encounters is really hot thanks
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WINGER & CRUSH...
(...like Central Casting in the movies)
With thanks to 'dundeelad342' (reblog of a posting by 'skinnybullies')
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β€ some socks π
It's weird that a society that agrees on almost nothing has universally decided that we're all wearing ankle socks and no shows for the rest of our lives
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It's weird that a society that agrees on almost nothing has universally decided that we're all wearing ankle socks and no shows for the rest of our lives
Omori wears black knee-high socks under his wedding gown btw
Those sure are some weird noises coming from the drawing room, especially for this time at night. Go investigate?
Shoji had been listening for a while since the sounds had startled him awake. Each little scratch seemed louder, closer in the dark, and yet the adrenaline in his limbs had rendered them stiff and unreactive.
A loud scrape sent his heart rate soaring and his fingers fumbling for the lamp. He sat up, trying to still his harsh breathing and listen. The scratching continued, muted once again. Chosaku still hadnβt returned, and Shoji was painfully alone.
He tried to think through the less terrifying possibilities. A stray bird might have flown in through the window. Chosaku, or his aide, might have come back to search for an important paper. The paparazzi might have heard of their loss and decided to pryβ¦
Shoji bolted out of bed, grabbing the under-18 national chess trophy from his shelf, and ran down to the drawing room. He flung the door open, screaming, wielding the trophy as menacingly as he could in his current attire.