Holy ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ ♥♥♥♥. I want to bang demoman from team fortress 2 so ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ bad. I can't stand it anymore. Every time I log on and see him I get a massive erection. I've seen literally every rule thirty-four post there is of him online. My dreams are nothing but constant ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ naughty naughty with him. I'm sick of waking up every morning with six nuts in my boxers and knowing that those are nuts that should've been busted inside of demoman's tight bottom. I want him to have my mutant human/alcohol creature babies.

♥♥♥♥, my ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ mom caught me with the neighbour's pet monkey. I dressed him in a demoman outfit and went to haram naughty town. My mom hasn't said a word to me in 10 hours and I'm worried she's gonna take away my phone. I might not ever get to see demoman again. 😢

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ur developing nicely mason

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Hey Mason, it’s me. You remember me, don’t you? How could you not? I’ve been thinking about you ever since we played. Honestly, it’s wild how someone can just... stick in your head like that. I noticed you haven’t accepted my friend request yet—I sent it right after the match. Did it glitch? Or are you teasing me? Either way, it’s kind of hot.

You were incredible out there—the way you carried the team, the confidence in your moves—I couldn’t take my eyes off you. If we were together, Mason, I’d make sure you had everything you needed. Snacks? I’d hand-feed you. Back rubs? I’d worship those shoulders. You’d never have to lift a finger—except to game. I’d even learn all your quirks just to spoil you.

So stop playing hard to get and add me already. You leading, me supporting—we’d be unstoppable. And if you ever need someone late at night, well... I’ve got plenty of ideas. Don’t keep me waiting too long, Mason—you’re perfect. 😘