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paper-mario-wiki · 2 days
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I am begging you, stop posting so much about T*ylor Sw*ft before my For You starts thinking "oh you follow someone who posts about T*ylor Sw*ft, I'll show you more"
Please, I have kids (mutuals) to feed (reblog posts to)
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ive been given a choose-your-own-adventure style story choice and i dont know which to pick
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grendelsmilf · 2 days
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thoughts on kabru dungeonmeshi?
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he’s cool
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nessieartss · 3 days
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You want to go real wild in the AU introduce Jin's twin brother Ryoumen who has the same innate technique as Sukuna. He's the cool uncle who keeps getting the kids into shit. Definitely treats Jin like Sukuna does Yuji. May or may not be a criminal or curse user we don't ask. /joking
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oh god I just thought about this like hours ago. Ryomen (of course the true form sukuna without 4 eyes and 4 arms) as Jin’s twin and the sibling’s uncle. Never thought I would draw them all in 1 canvas lmaoo. I love this idea soo much
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princessbrunette · 18 hours
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thinking about bunny being in a slightly difficult mood, grumpy, huffing and stomping her foot around tannyhill. rafe’s trying to let her have her temper tantrum since they’re a rare occurrence. but after a few hours of her sour mood not letting up, he manhandles her rove this lap to put in her bunny plug and finger her till she cries and he’s cooing at her about how “only dad can fix that little attitude huh, bun?”
oh my god??????
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he can handle the grumpiness, stomping around in little heels and huffing at minor inconveniences. sour moods never last too long with you, so having to deal with you isn’t exactly something that concerns him. however, he is a little surprised to learn that after a few hours — you’re carrying that same amount of aggression, manicured nails digging into your palm as you storm around with clenched fists, shrugging carelessly to whatever rafe asks you and bottom lip permanently jutted into a pout.
the final straw is when you go to pull your shirt from your dresser where it was folded, tugging a little too hard and hearing a tear. usually, this wouldn’t bother you. you knew deep down that it was no biggie to get something like that fixed, and rafe would never let you walk around with holes in your clothes — but the simple act of it happening sent you over the edge, screaming at the top of your lungs and repeatedly beating the shirt on the dresser, kicking your kitten-heeled feet against the wood of it until the heavy footsteps of your boyfriend had arrived behind you.
“the fuck is —” he cuts himself off, seeing the scene before him, taking in the dramatics before instantly doing what he knew should have done hours ago. in seemingly one quick movement, rafe yanks you by the arm out the way while opening the drawer and pulling out the clean bunny buttplug just waiting for usage. “alright, alright — alright!” he yells over your fussing until it was just broken whines and cries, the boy forcing you over his lap on the bed.
“its broken—” you go to yell once more as rafe yanks up your skirt, but he cuts you off quickly — asserting his dominance in hopes you’ll simply relax.
“lower your voice kid, won’t ask you again.” he commands sternly, and luckily you don’t bother again, sucking in short breaths and sniffling into the bedsheets as he works your panties off completely, knowing you won’t be needing them anymore.
you groan when rafe slots his hand beneath your throat and lifts your head with his grip, bending as much as he can to crane over you and hold the plug to your mouth. “c’mon. get it wet. don’t waste my time.” he taps your bottom lip and you sniffle, drooling until not only the metal was coated but his fingers were too from the run off. “shit, crazy girl.” he tsks as he leans back, touching the tip of it to your puckered hole. “you’re gonna calm the hell down. alright? once this is in you’re gonna chill out. i know you need me to fix that little attitude, okay i know. but you gotta use your words and not freak out on me. daddy can’t help you otherwise. yeah?” he talks to you as he pushes it in, feeling relief in the way your body melts on his lap, still sucking in harsh breaths but slower.
“yeah.” you repeat, knowing you had to say something but your brain was in melting mode, not capable of thinking of much else.
“alright. good. now, look at me — m’gonna ask you something n’i want an answer.” he demands, slowly helping your trembling body to stand between his legs. you clutch his white shirt in your fists, grounding yourself as your tearful eyes flicker over his face. you make a noise of acknowledgment so that he can continue. “what do you want? i— i can’t fix it for you baby ‘cos i don’t know what it is.” he flings out an arm, gesturing the shirt you left strewn on the floor. “is it that? do you want me to look at that? do you need a nap? food?” he shakes his head in exasperation, wide eyes searching yours with parted lips like he was really trying to figure you out.
you sniffle, shuffling on your feet as you stand inbetween his legs, his arm around your lower back keeping you leaning on him — and you’re not saying anything. he blinks, before speaking once more. “its dick. you want dick, huh?”
you didn’t know you did. truthfully, you’d been in a god awful mood all day, feeling like everything was going wrong — and in that moment things became just a little clearer as to why that might be. rafe hadn’t fucked you all week, you’d been out and about doing your own things — which is normal and okay in every relationship — just not in yours. you needed rafe to remind you who’s boss, because you didn’t wanna have to think anymore.
“please.” you nod, fiddling with his shirt button and the hand around your back slides down to beneath your skirt, tugging at the tail before massaging his fingers over your empty hole, feeling the way it gets sticky around him.
“hm. i should’a known.” he drawls, eyeing over you before plucking at your clothes. “gotta take this off, yeah? lemme see you.”
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retquits · 2 days
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loved sam n elliot in the baseball caps >:D (can we get sebby too? 👉👈🥺)
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yeah i got you 😎 check back around this time tomorrow
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ebi-noodle-doodles · 11 hours
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oh wowza
you draw chubby Miku in a similar body type I have
does your chubby Miku have a similar body type to me...
..or do I have a similar body type to your chubby Miku...?
I scream for I do not know
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( ∩´͈ ᐜ `͈∩)
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pastadoughie · 2 days
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I really like your amnimals
Can you draw one drinking a glass of water (it is important to stay hydrated)
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hello-eeveev · 2 days
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Essek and Jester hanging out and enjoying some pastries!
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The besties!!!
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pianokantzart · 1 day
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Watch as Sonic and Knuckles talk about their dead parental figures and Tails feels bad because he can't relate to having parental figures to begin with, but this just makes the older boys quickly hug him when they realize the implications of that statement
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They all need a therapist
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sqwdkllr · 2 days
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Your art makes me wanna consume it it's so GOODD it's so dynamic!! Also your pissa designs??? Love em! Keep creating my guy, never stop
Oh ho ho if you like pissa stuff I have a big surprise brewing up
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“The amount of times this man jacked off to the thought of you before you were even together is way more than he'll ever admit to.”
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Ok… hear me out… I saw you headcannons him to also be into semi-public sex… do you think he’d find any arousal in like the risk of being caught?
Cause i’ve had this horrid, maybe even devilish idea at what would happen if the reader, at this stage prior to them dating, walked in on him masterbating to them? or maybe just hearing him do it beyond his door and then knocking?
Oh anon, you just unlocked a little secret kink of mine...
Imagine you're walking down the hall where Lucifer's room is located, and all of a sudden you hear some odd sounds emanating from his room. You tentatively walk over and press your ear to his door. It sounds like a lot of heavy breathing. But then...you hear your name. What? How did he know I was here? you think. You open the door quietly, a little embarrassed at being caught eavesdropping. But what you see from the small crack in the door stops you dead in your tracks.
Lucifer, the great ruler of Hell, was propped up against the obscene amount of pillows on his bed with his pants pooled at his ankles and dick in his hand. His eyes were shut, he didn't see you catch him in this extremely vulnerable state. Then it clicked in your head...he was masturbating...to you. Everything in your brain was telling you to shut that door and get out of there as fast as you could. But your body refused to react, you remained motionless. You were completely entranced by the scene before you. You watched as Lucifer stroked his cock, mumbling a number of curse words with your name leaving his lips more times than you could count.
You couldn't believe this. Lucifer felt this way about you? How? Why? It was really beyond your comprehension. You felt heat pool in your stomach at the sight of him becoming undone at the mere thought of you. The tiniest bit of you wanted to push open that door and give him what he really desired. But before you even begin to think about acting on your carnal instincts, you watched Lucifer's hips thrust up as he came all over his hand. His breathing was labored, you watched him throw his arm over his eyes, almost in shame. "What the hell is wrong with me?!" you heard him ask. "Why am I doing this?! Stop being a coward and just tell her how you feel!"
A small gasp left your lips. Fuck. Lucifer's head shot up immediately, his panicked eyes fixating on the door. You didn't even close it behind you as you took off sprinting down the hall, praying to anyone who could hear you that he didn't see you.
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paper-mario-wiki · 19 hours
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i hope the notes on that taylor swift arent too bothersome queen o7
i'll be fine, wolves raised by a toothless mother are incapable of biting hard.
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tanblaque · 1 day
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aaahhh tan we need more valley headcanons!! what about the guardians? (not all of us looking at dedan rn) or elsen? please take care, i love you and your work so much!!
Guardians! They're normal homies for this au, just 3 dudes chilling after a long day at work, talking smack about people they don't like.
Elsen is a quiet person who keeps to himself, you'd be surprised though at how Dedan bullies them for fun, Japhet would judge their style of clothes, but Enoch is more amiable towards them.
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nessieartss · 2 days
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Please consider: sukuna in a crop top tho
I hear you anon
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princessbrunette · 2 days
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reader x sarah x jb where sarah and reader are making out in front of johnbee- he’s in trouble so he doesn’t get to touch 🥺
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“okay, i get it — i’m reckless, alright? i suck, how long is this gonna go on for? you know what this is? it’s cruel. the agreement was that we both get to have her, sarah.” john b scolds, sat with his hands tied by the blue bandana, his blonde girlfriends handiwork. she smirks, pulling away from your mouth, looking at him over your shoulder where you lay panting and nude against her — legs split embarrassingly wide, hole twitching around nothing as she circles at your clit. his mouth practically waters at the sight of your glossy folds, all open and needy — a hole he knows he can stuff well.
“the agreement was that you stop putting your life at risk for this bullshit treasure hunt. suffer the consequences, john b.” sarah hums with a smile, dragging her lips down your ear. “you really could’ve been in my place right now. touching her tits, grabbing her ass, fingering her pussy. but no…” she shrugs and it’s just to rile him up.
“jesus christ.” he pants. “what do you want me to do huh? get down on my knees? sarah i’ll do it.” he shakes his head, brow creased in desperation. seeing a man that was usually so in charge and calm get all urgent just for a taste of your pussy made your legs quake, squeezing more drool from your swollen, puffy pussy lips. “she needs me.” he states.
“do you… need him, babe?” sarah tilts her head with a jokey smile, craning round to look at you. you didn’t know what to say, you did want him — but you didn’t want to let her down so you simply shrug, avoiding all eyes. sarah sighs, rolling her eyes before sliding out from behind you and wandering over to john b, releasing him from the constraint carelessly. “fine. have at it.” she quirks an eyebrow and he marches over, looming over your spread open body.
“do you need me?” he pants, eyes doing all the touching for him. you drag your eyes from sarah and nod pitifully, lip wobbling as you force your legs even wider. he huffs out a smirk, swivelling his head to look at sarah where she stands with her arms crossed in just her seamless bra and panties. “ouch. all that being cruel for nothing, sarah cameron.”
“eat me.” she smirks, coming back over to join the two of you.
“uh-uh, not after that stunt. our pretty girl right here however,” he marvels at you, hands on the insides of your trembling knees holding you open sliding inward to reach your folds where he spreads them, inspecting your holes and pulsing clit. “oh i’m eating it all night.”
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stxrslut · 24 hours
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what would each of the boys do if they were having trouble getting you out of subspace?
oh I love this one actually!!
rafe wouldn’t be expecting it, normally all it takes to bring you out is a bit of rocking in his arms and some reassurance. so when he’s been doing that for nearly twenty minutes he starts to get concerned “you with me baby?” he cranes his neck down to look at you with furrowed eyebrows. all you can do is murmur out a little ‘daddy’ before trying to burrow into his chest again.
he would get you up and take you into the bath, something he normally waits until the morning after to do. he’d just do his best to coax you out, feeling a bit helpless as you paw at him and try desperately to get more. he’d just gently correct your words and actions, knowing that if he were to be rough with you it would just make you worse.
eventually he gets you out, rubbing you back as you murmur sleepily “don’t do that again— was fuckin’ scarin’ me.” he would chastise gently before letting you fall asleep.
john b would know exactly what to do, it’s not his first rodeo. he knows you’re in pretty deep, just by the way you’re holding yourself. he picks you up and rocks you as he carries you into the living room, he does this to get you into a setting that’s less intimate then the bedroom, so as to make it easier to come out of it.
he puts on a show and grabs some snacks, all while still holding you and soothing you. he’d ask you small questions to try and get you more engaged. maybe pointing out the different fruit there is in the fridge and saying a little “you want the strawberries? no? or the apple?” you’d just rub your eyes and point to the fruit of your choosing “that one daddy,” you murmur and he clicks his tongue, “uh uh— not daddy anymore sweetie, just johnbee. can you say that?” and all you do is shake your head because you don’t want to :(
he definitely does his best to hold a conversation with you to try and get you thinking, and he repeatedly verbalises what he’s doing and why he’s doing it. “just wanna go sleep daddy,” you whine, and he just rubs your back and kisses your forehead, “can’t go to sleep all subby like this baby, s’not good for you.”
lots of kisses and praise when you do come out of it <3 cause he knows you didn’t want to. “good job baby, ‘m proud of you.”
jj would be surprised at first, you barely ever go into subspace with him, and even when you do it’s pretty easy to get out of it.
I feel like it would take him a few minutes to notice, when he does he just assumes it’s like other instances and comes over to hold you, “hey— sorry baby, m’right here. you think you can come back to me?” he starts to worry a bit when it’s been a while and you’re still not coming back to him.
“sweetie,” he’d sigh, just cradling you against his chest and holding you tight to stop you from getting handsy. “you’ve had enough now, you need to use that big girl head for me again please.”
it takes him a long time to get you out, he doesn’t really know of anything to do apart from a lot of coaxing. when he does you’re both exhausted but he forces you to get up and have a shower just to make sure your head is clear before bed.
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