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Don't Follow me if you can't handle booty pictures in your Dms 😈

I have attempted to listen to the recordings they did of my fics, but I really can’t understand shit when I can’t lipread because I need to match up the sounds to the syllable shapes in order to understand anything, so even knowing what they’re saying I can’t make it out. I gave them permission because it is, truly, an accessibility project! For obvious reasons, I never engage with podfics, but they are very helpful to the blind/visually impaired community.

Here.

It had been awhile, especially for Dallas and Declan, since they had last had sex. Everything seemed to get in the way and Dallas knew that neither of them appreciated it being this way. When Declan had said that he was dying from neglect, Dallas had tried not to laugh because he felt the same way. He had practically ran to his boyfriend's house in anticipation for that was to come. Standing at the door, Dallas didn't knock, waving at  those who were in the ground floor of the house and rushing to Declan's room, pulling open the door and walking straight to his boyfriend, placing his hands on either side of his face and kissing him roughly.