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NO ONE knows how to use thou/thee/thy/thine and i need to see that change if ur going to keep making “talking like a medieval peasant” jokes. /lh

They play the same roles as I/me/my/mine. In modern english, we use “you” for both the subject and the direct object/object of preposition/etc, so it’s difficult to compare “thou” to “you”.

So the trick is this: if you are trying to turn something Olde, first turn every “you” into first-person and then replace it like so:

“I” →  “thou”

“Me” →  “thee”

“My” →  “thy”

“Mine” →  “thine”

Let’s suppose we had the sentences “You have a cow. He gave it to you. It is your cow. The cow is yours”.

We could first imagine it in the first person-

“I have a cow. He gave it to me. It is my cow. The cow is mine”.

And then replace it-

“Thou hast a cow. He gave it to thee. It is thy cow. The cow is thine.”

“I’ll protect you… Nezuko!”

Jungle cruise - McGregor Houghton

Felix and Oliver in Saltburn (2023) // Jennifer and “Needy” in Jennifer’s Body (2009)

X.O LN4

song: diet pepsi by addison rae

software: capcut

disclaimer: i do not own the song (but i did edit this) or any of the clips used. this is an original edit.

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Episode 18 + Megumi Fushiguro being pretty

she's not just a past

dean winchester × natasha romanoff

song: eyes on fire by blue foundation

movie/series: supernatural/the boys + black widow

software: capcut

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nsfw 18+

note: had this in the drafts though it was time to post it

Imagine you're above him moving your hips. Grinding. Wet on wet, pooling from you. A creamy ring of juices that made the squelching sounds cover the entirety of the room.

Rutting on him while he's keeping his hands on your hips, easing you up and down. Back and forth. You look down and his mouth is opened forming a 'o' shape. His hair stick on his wet forehead while his eyes roll to the back of his head and he talks to you for the first time after many grunts and breathy moans.

"I'm coming, you need to get off".

You smile at how cutely he looks at you, almost pleadingly. Your buttcheeks can feel his balls have drawn in, tighter together so you know he's honestly close to cum. But you shake your head, a gesture he initially doesn't see cause he's concentrating on not to flood your insides with his spent.

"Cum inside me" you lean to whisper him, momentarily your tits brush against his face before you pick up your pace again and they start to bounce. He's so utterly fucked that his hands come to squeeze the supple skin harshly holding onto something while the most intense orgasm in a while approaches.

He thinks his ears are deceiving him, his brows furrows. "Get off" he says again.

"No, do it inside me. Give me your cum."

Now that he knows you to be serious, telling him to cum, he's even more determined to get you off. It could bring many complications and he's not entirely sure you're able to understand what it would mean on the long run, but god your body seems to know. Your body is luring him in and telling him not to worry.

"Oh, fuck, baby...fuck your cum in me".

He feels your moist walls squeezing him so tightly, greedily sucking him.

"I— please" he's about to tell you 'no' again but he feels your insides pulsating and then dropping around him and as he pushes his hips instinctively up. You take hold of his knees, leaning back, giving him a full view of your hole stretched opened around his dick; while he's restraint snaps and he plants his cum deep inside you, legs shaking and all.

— Sue Zhao