are bimbo sluts no longer appealing
Are bimbo sluts no longer appealing
Sup Forums is a child that desires a strong hand
Depends on the guy, they were never really appealing to me.
never liked bimbos. B, max C-size tits are top for my taste.
Are the mods deleting Luv threads or what?
Idk, I've been waiting for a LUV general to go up so I can resume Luv posting
What's going on here guys?
As much as I prefer her, Joi is the bimbo slut of br2049
an excuse for luv waifu thread. don't mind it
now
>get thread up, do Your fucking job
I owe you one of these
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I owe you the rest of the Vegas story at the very least, I guess this can be the LUV thread? As long as it doesn't get 404'd
maybe if your a faggot
I guess it's posting time, if the thread crashes and burns, I'll try again tomorrow night.
>"I found the bedroom user!"
>You snap out of it, and try to find where the voice came from, checking the rooms as you go down the giant hallway
>The first door reveals a separate lounge with done in big leather chairs and dark hard woods
>The door across from it opens into a giant ball room fit for royalty, grand windows draped in red
>Next to that was a dining room with an attached kitchen
>The opposite side was home to a small indoor pool and adjoined locker room
>Finally at very end of the hall, the doors opened into a smaller space, more akin to what you expected
>The ceilings lowered but still remained grand and the whole room was a self contained home
>A small kitchen and dining room one way and what you assume to be the bedroom opposite to it
>As you get to the door, it swings open and you fall backwards onto the baggage cart
>Luv's standing there in the doorway with a smirk on her face
>She offers her hand down to you "I know I knock you off your feet, but you don't have to take it so literally...."
>You grab her hand and get lifted to your feet and reply "Maybe you shouldn't wander off, I might lose you"
>She leads you to the bed before letting herself fall down onto it, creating a puff of dust
>You look down at her and can't help but grin from ear to ear, it's like she's a different person
>She just seems so happy and without a care for once, your hand wanders into your blazer pocket
>Suddenly you're pulled forward onto her and she rolls over on top of you
>"So where did you on earth did you get the idea to come here of all place?"
>You look at her and smile, "I figured it would be the perfect place for us, no worries of anyone bothering us, and we can do whatever we want"
>She raises an eyebrow "Whatever we want, huh?"
>"Well I don't think we can flap our arms and fly, but anything within the boundaries of natural law, it's free to do"
>She rolls off you and stands up "How about I unpack, change into a dress, and we meet at the bar?"
do you write everything post to post, or do you have anything prewritten?
Bimbos are fucking gay. The obsession with fake hair tits and ass (especially ass for niggers) is fucking disgusting.
Strong, natural grills are the best.
Luv best grill.
>new Luvposts
yes!
That was from the other night, but I only posted it so no one would have to go find it in the 404'd thread. So far everything I've written is post to post, hence the occasional spelling or grammatical error. One day I'll go back and do a final edit, but for now I'm still expanding
if by bimbo you mean anorexic thin, 6ft in heels, bottle blonde, balloon tits, coke problem and cigarettes then yeah; if you just mean openly stupid attractive women who whore themselves for social capital, no. In fact the femnists hav made it much easier for women to openly monetize their smv and commodify themselves for huge audiences. just look on twitter or ig and see what has happened. not just pussy inflation, the quality of whoring, the efficiency has gone up. They get significantly more dick from higher tier males now, more drugs, more parties, more opportunities to destroy their social ties and then rebuild quickly. girls can rebuild their reputations so easily now, though in a way i suppose they follow them too further than previous. its all loaded in their favor at this point. i guess if you are like a jewish or arab heir to some media-finance fortune you still have it good but outside of that you can't break through the great uterine lining being erected over all of our heads
What did she mean by this?
there's a time and a place for everything
Faggot
kike pedophiles will never kill the eternal bimbo
the bimbo will live on forever
damn nice tits
tfw women don't have big hair like they did in the 80's
tfw flat hair is "in"
just fuck my fucking shit up man
dude the 80's? epic.
80s inflated hair was horrible man.
Sluts are for plebs
>You get up and start walking out and grab one of the bags as you go
>Before you get to the main hall, Luv jumps out and blocks you
>"What's in that bag user?"
>You pull it to behind your back "Nothing, nothing you need to see right now"
>She gets close to you and whispers in your ear "You know I could snatch that out your hands right?"
>You nod
>She starts walking back to the bedroom "Good, as long as you know."
>You head down the main hall and stop by the lounge to throw the bag under a chair in the corner
>She shouldn't find it
>You head for the elevator and start back down to the ground floor casino
>The announcements go on about the holo theater, that plays classics every night all night, at least it did
>As you walk through the black jack tables, you start to feel uneasy, the whole place is so surreal
>Glasses left sitting on every table, cards still dealt to their high rollers, and the chips all still bet on black
>It doesn't feel right to be alone here, the whole town was built when it was an impossibility, and now it seems to amplify the silent solitude so that it feels deafening to the senses
>You get to the bar in the center of the far wall and walk around to the shining liquor shelves, glittering with crystal bottles
>As you pull a closed up bottle of whiskey down, you realize how flawed the idea of this trip was
>There's a few dust covered glasses that you clean out with a equally dusty rag
>The town is empty, there's nothing at all left to do here than look at ghosts of the past
>The bottle makes a subtle pop as you open it and pour 3 glasses worth before closing it
>You could always leave in the next hour, leave that bag in the lounge, and forget you ever thought of this
>A quick gulp and the first glass's worth is down your gullet
>It could ruin the entire anniversary, hell it could ruin the entire relationship
>The second glass goes down as quick as the first
>There's always the back up dinner reservations at the BlueView
P3 soon
her main point was to look intimidating while also sensing that she was forced to do what she did.
Casting a bimbo for the role would have ruined the character.
The bimbo would have been funny as K's waifu though
rare Hoeks?
>mfw luv will never call in an airstrike for you
why even live
>The third and final glass goes down
>There's no backing out now
>Suddenly you notice Luv walking through the sea of empty tables wearing a cherry red dress that looks right out of the 1950's
>She glides right up to the bar and sets her her arms crossed down on top of the counter right in front of you
>"Care to get a pretty girl a drink?"
>You nod and pour her one before asking "Anything else madame?"
>She looks into you and purrs back "Well I don't know, you could take me to dinner and a show once your shift's over?"
>You walk around the counter and grab her hips
>"I'd love to take you to dinner, but I don't think the service in this town exists anymore"
>She kisses you "How about just the show then? I hear the holo theater is still open...."
>"I think I could go for a show"
>You walk with her under your arm, like the arm candy of the old Vegas
>When you get to the theater, you sit her down at a table up front before going to find the controls
>Dust covered but now illuminated for you, you get the tweak the show schedule and start it up
>As you sit down, a hologram of Dean Martin appears on stage and starts moving and then speaking
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>Luv snuggles into you as the night seems to play on
>There were a few dances, a few more drinks, and of course more cuddling
>You don't know when you finally noticed Luv had fallen asleep in your arms, but somehow found the balance to carry her up to your room
>She laid there in the bed while you stared out at the unlit city and the bright stars above it
>Your hand wandered to the box in your jacket, it's still there
>It flips open with a crack to reveal the platinum ring with a single shiny diamond
>It shines even in the night
>You should've done it back in the theater, it just didn't feel good enough, it was never going to be good enough
>Two times before and she said no, what was a dead city going to change?
>You suddenly hear footsteps and spin around, box behind your back
Those old guys sure knew how to entertain
>swn annihilate your dink cowgirl
That was when singing was only half of it, you had to have a decent personality
Was it autism Sup Forums?
She's no bimbo, she's a god-tier mommy
At least I don't have an autism alert ringtone
Just look at that acting! scratch that Ryan definitely isn't acting
>Who is this
>Why is she touching me
>Oh god please JOI activate the ringtone
>she smells like acid rain
>I'm a cop, I should be able to handle this
>plz help
This guy gets it
80s hair was really gross. home peroxide bleach job, extra points if you leave the roots dark. hot-ironed to a crisp and then coated with half a can of Aquanet. At its best, it looked cool but you wouldn't enjoy smelling or touching it.
I prefer the fancy updos they did with long, uncut hair at the turn of the century that had natural volume because they took good care of it.
...
>"user? Why aren't you in bed?"
>Luv's standing in the doorway rubbing her eyes
>"I just couldn't sleep, don't worry, you can go back to bed"
>She walks up to you "What's behind your back?"
>You are tempted to throw it off the balcony before she see's it
>"It's nothing, I....I mean it's something but, it's nothing"
>She puts her hands into your hair "Well, which is it, something, or nothing?"
>You pull away from her "It's just this"
>As you kneel, you present the open box to her "Will you marry me?"
>She looks down at you and reaches for the box "user......we talked about this."
>You look up at her desperately "I know, and this will be the last time, but I want your answer, no one else's."
>She takes the box and lifts you back up "I thought I broke your heart last time, and I hoped you wouldn't do this again, so I wouldn't have to hurt you again."
>You can feel the ground falling from under your feet "It's fine" you try to pull away but she pulls back
>"The answer is yes, it was yes the first two times, and I can't lie again"
>You pull her into your arms and kiss her "Thank you, I know it won't be perfect but I've got it all planned for tomorrow and...."
>She puts her finger on your lips "No, thank you, thank you for loving me enough not to stop"
>"Now let's go to bed, big day tomorrow."
>She pulls you back to the bed and you both fall into your dreams together
Well that's it for the night, I'll probably be back tomorrow night so hopefully there will be a thread up.
Do you have the source for that? Because if there's a full size image, it's becoming my new wallpaper
>tfw really like big hair
I agree that the hair itself was dreadfully unhealthy, but it looked great
are they getting maried by hologram elvis?
Maybe
>What did she mean by this?
That she buys expensive footwear. Those Red Wing boots are like $400.
cool. looking forward to it
make sure you add some kinda shit like "may your hearts be interlinked for now an always"
>Knowing that I could have Old washed out Deckard marry them and then K comes and either witnesses it or ruins it
Oh so very tempting
>empty theater
>center third row
It can't get more comfy.
The 80s have come and gone, as have true men and their love for true bimbo slut women.
thats a terrible shoe, or boot that you are wearing
It's a good shoe, Brent.
no fucking around on your phone still you fuck
>shitposting on Sup Forums while in a movie theater
way off baseline
Should I feel ashamed that I actually bought K's boots?
It was 4 hours ago, my second viewing and I put my phone away immediately after.
link? Did you buy his skinny jeans too?
Where would you even find his clothing? I kind of want to buy his shirt. You don't see it much because of the coat, but the couple of times he takes the coat off his he has a nice long sleeve shirt that looks nice and pretty comfy for colder climate since winter is coming.
Wasn't it just a black henley?
Will /fa/ be able to source these for me?
deserves* if you ask me
Nope only boots, but I want the Johnny Walker whiskey bottle even though I know I'd be ashamed of paying money for it.
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Not quite. After googling a bit a site says the closest thing they found was the VINPAK Pullover. Still not the same but it is pretty close.
I think his holster was an HD400
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For every Luv thread, an angel gets its wings.
I think they'd be better off with some gills
>tfw K and Luv could be happy together for a while, like Deckard and Rachael
>Deckard falls for a lesser thing
>Joshi falls for a lesser thing
>K falls for a lesser thing
What's with all these characters dating down?
delete this right fucking now
Nice.
>tfw not even fictional characters in these movies could have a moment of happiness in their lives
CELLS
INTERLINKED
CELLS
INTERLINKED
I-I can't ;_;
no
leave please
Based
>Deckard falls for a lesser thing
Deckard rejected that GLIB FACSIMILE of Rachael because she didn't have green eyes and was a 2/10 well below his standards
unless you mean his dog?
I mean him falling for Rachel in the first movie, you literal baiting redditor