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yandere-toons · 10 months

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Your SpongeBob yandere headacanons has inspired into getting more yandere stuff and saw some ppl posting their headcanon so I wanted to post mine that are abt plankton

•I see plankton as kind of an manipulative yandere, he treats his darling like how he treats the secret formula in a way where he just constantly thinks about them, sometimes they just ignore what anyone is saying to him just to think about how he’ll win his darling’s heart with some kind of ridiculous

•And the darling would be kind of aware of this since plankton doesn’t exactly hide it.. uncomfortably aware of it

•plankton indulges in a whole lot of stalking, he mainly stalks them from the restraunt’s massive telescope or some kind of weird robot that has a camera in it, he just has the weirdest ways to make sure he can pay attention to his darling

•I think the darling probably has a lot of friends and plankton would be super jealous easily considering his hate for other people (or other fishes I guess?) and would constantly complain about them either to himself or to Karen, he usually complains about one of their friends not actually being good enough for their darling and how they don’t rlly need them all that much

•It’s kind of gone to a point where the darling hides in the krusty krab a lot since the krusty crew usually protects them especially SpongeBob and Mr krabs, which plankton isn’t exactly pleased about and sees it as krabs trying to steal their love from them considering him and krab’s history together

•I definitely don’t think squidward rlly cares all that much unlike with SpongeBob and krabs who go out of there way to make sure the reader is safe from plankton

•But still he’s very hard to escape from, He always finds a way to see you, and it’s very hard to know if he’s watching you or not, he could be in a cookie or in a Krabby patty or a bug on your shoulder who knows if he wanted to he could make a weird disguise or robot to keep tabs on you and there’s a chance you wouldn’t even know it’s there

•he also does indulge in kidnapping the reader as well, either from their home or from the krusty krab, you could be just casually be eating a krabby patty or sitting at home doing work and then out of nowhere you’re suddenly being kidnapped by a tiny green mad organism and sometimes his computer wife if she feels like actually helping

•he’s definitely a tad delusional honestly, he cannot grasp the idea of his darling not actually liking him or trying to avoid or just generally not fitting his ideal version of them in his head, And just blamed his darling not being around him on Mr krabs or any of the reader’s friends

•I definitely think in instances where plankton’s schemes work in his favor like in the SpongeBob square movie where he does genuinely take over the world he constantly keeps you by his side while being mind controlled by the hats, in-fact you we’re probably the first to be mind controlled, because you can’t exactly say no to his love when you’re being mind controlled

•he also constantly tries to impress his darling a lot mainly by flaunting his plans or showing himself off when he’s doing one of his schemes, tho telling the reader his plans usually doesn’t work out for him very well since the reader ends up telling Mr krabs ahead of time what plankton is planning today

I’m sorry if not a lot of these make a whole lot of sense I get nervous about writing sometimes and I’m mainly trying to improve a lot since English is not my first language, and also sorry for having a word choice like plankton 😭 I just really like the idea of him being a yandere considering his personality

YES! Yandere Plankton finally exists! It is a glorious day, and I thank you!

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jayflrt · 9 months

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𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐒 13. banned in the name of love

the performance in question (recorded by kim sunoo):

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SUMMARY ▸ in which you work at the starbucks where heeseung is a regular at (and considered a public enemy). also he only goes when he’s stoned off his ass.

#i fear the diamonds plankton ai cover might be in my spotify wrapped this year guys #enhypen #enhypen smau #heeseung fluff #heeseung smau #enhypen imagines #heeseung imagines #lee heeseung #enhypen social media au #heeseung x reader #enhypen scenarios #heeseung scenarios #enhypen reactions #heeseung reactions #enhypen drabbles #heeseung drabbles

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greenmanalishi · 3 months

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John Wick but it’s just Plankton

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dutchess-of-fear · 8 months

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This man literally watches spongebob squarepants when he's alone,

You can not convince me he wouldn't😅 this man is a soft baby boy when he's alone and need comfort 🥺🥺

#jonathan crane #jonathan crane x you #jonathan crane x reader #arkham scarecrow #scarecrow x reader #dc comics #batman #batman scarecrow #arkhamverse #arkham knight #probably even Nolan! Jonathan Crane would watch spongebob #but i think ak! scarecrow has a squidward plush for him to hug at night #and maybe Nolan! Crane has a plankton plush #this man needs a hug #he is soft boy

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littlemclarennorris · 1 month

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TRUTH OR DARE

Lando Norris X Popstar Reader Insta AU

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Silverstone, United Kingdom

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@yourinstagram : Truth Or Dare MV Dropping Tonight @ 8PM !!! Set Your Reminders My Loves 🏁

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@sabrinacarpenterstan SLAYYYYY !! Now get Sabrina on the remix pretty please 😫

@y/nssevennationarmy so we’re gonna just ignore lando AND McLaren in my mothers likes 🧍🏽‍♀️ cool…

@ynsbabyfather the checked flag… her location… Lando Norris in the likes ? I’m scared y’all WHAT DOES THIS MEAN PLS !???

@ln4forlife a POPSTAR ?!! Not Lando reaching for the moon and the stars… I mean he probably could but Y/n ?? I refuse to believe it.

— @landonorris ok ouch :/

— @ln4forlife HE REPLIED HELP

@ln4 the song deserves pole position 😉 can’t wait !!

— @yourinstagram we can be world champions I said !!!!

@ynsmymom WHAT ON EARTH IS GOING ON IN THE HOUSE OF COMMONS !!!! NOT THE LN4 ADMIN PLS

@leclercnation NOOOO SHE QUOTED CHARLES I- 💀

@ynsdailyupdates *sighs* they got her y’all…the F1 drivers have our mother in CHAINS !!

— @yourinstagram don’t save me I don’t wanna be saved 😗✌🏽

— @landospassangerprincess Y/N !!!

@landonorris Chart Topper This !! ❤️

— @yourinstagram thank Bob 🫶🏽 I’ll post your helmet back in one peace !!

@landosgirl04 SHE CALLED HIM BOB & HE LET HER USE ONE OF HIS HELMETS FOR HER MUSIC VIDEO !! NO WE’VE LOST HIM !! CUT THE SHOW

Melbourne, Australia

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@landonorris Truth or Dare ?

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@yourinstagram I dare you to fly to Paris after the race…

@ynsmywife4life is she being fr 😭 MOTHER NOT IN PUBLIC OMFG !!!!

@ln4army WHATS IN PARIS !! WHYBDOES SHE WANT HIM THERE

@ynschildren her album release party is in Paris & she wants her man there 🤭 ohhh she’s down BAD for SpongeBob isn’t she !!!

— @landosprincess Not you calling him SpongeBob because of his gap 💀 GOODBYE !!!!!

— @landonorris she thinks my gaps cute 🫡 so whos the real winner now plankton ?

@ln4nation it’s Lando trolling her fans back in the comments for me 💀 that’s right boo let em know she’s yours

@ynsloverboy How do we even know that they’re a thing ? They could just be friends who are having a bit of banter for all we know and you guys are already stanning them be so fr 🤣

— @landoscurls have you seen her ? We know our boy…he’s 100% feeling her🫡

*comment liked by @Landonorris*

@mclaren songs already gonna go triple platinum in the paddock 😎

— @yourinstagram my new family 🧡!!

@papayagang SHE CALLED MCLAREN HER NEW FAMILY !! WE HAVE A NEW MUTHA 🥹 THE WAR IS OVER

@mclarnsisters I just know her paddock outfits are gonna gag everyone !!!

#lando norris #lando norris fan fic #mclarn #lando norris x reader #lando norris x you #lando norris x y/n #formula 1 #fanfic #charles leclerc #f1 fiction #f1 fic #x reader

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milesandcorysupermacy · 8 months

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All jokes, mami

42!Miles Morales x Hothead!Black!Reader

Genre: Angst to fluff

Warnings: First time writing but I think it's pretty good 🤷🏾‍♀️, use of n word, cursing, Miles crying, mentions of trust issues, that's it I think

Word Bank: Hija: daughter Bien: Good Muy Bien: Very Good. Ay Dios mio: oh my God Tia: Aunt

Summary: You're having a great time with Miles, Talking about drama and laughing your ass off! But, when you go in the bathroom you find some press on nails that DAMN sure aint yours, and are WAY too dramatic to be his mom's. What do you do?

You're sitting in Miles' room. 'Neon Guts' by Lil Uzi Vert and Pharell playing in the background. You guys are doing what yall usually do, gossip about things that go on at Visions.

"Nah, that nigga was trippin', ma. In what world is it EVER ok to crease another man's forces? I'm not the issue."

Miles said in his own blissfully ignorant (hilarious) way. Talking about yet, another incident he's had within the past two weeks with the same guy, Bryson. He hates this man with everything in him. You try to get them to stick together since they're 2 of the handful of students that are minorities. But, as I said earlier, he's ignorant.

"Bae, I get that, I do. The forces were clean. Fresh out the box." You say, trailing off. Playing with your faux locs, thinking of what to say next. Trying to tread carefully because you know Bryson is a sensitive topic. He's your ex, and yall are still cool. But, Miles just NEEDS to be throwing blows with him all the time.

"But that doesn't mean you punch him in the face! A simple 'Ay watch where you goin' bro' would've worked perfectly, but now he look like a busted, lightskin, balloon." You say doing a horrible impression of Miles and his suave brooklyn accent.

Miles chuckles at your description of Bryson, deciding to add onto it.

"Nah, he don't look like no balloon. His ass look like a clown. Matter a fact, a whole ass circus, and he the star. That nigga a bitch anyway. He really think he look like Drake?Nah, bro. Yo ass look like French Montana, stop playin'. Like, Drake? Nah nigga more like Brake, because he needa pump the brakes and slow down before Plankton come and steal the secret formula for that big ass forehead! Cartoon looking ass." Miles said breaking you two out into a fit of laughter. Silent laughter. The worst kind of laughter.

The laughter where you two are just rocking back and forth on his bed, slapping each other's arms and legs, wheezing slightly, and barely gasping for air. You two calm down and you think of a joke. You gasp from realization.

"Nah, because why do he for real laugh like Mr. Krabbs?" You say laughing again. Miles starts laughing too. Snorting this time, which only adds to the excitement.

"I love how funny I made you, Mami. I'm rubbing off on you, bien. Muy Bien." Miles says in a slightly creepy way.

"Damn, I can't even get credit for being funny, Morales?" You say pretending to be offended.

"No, it's better like this." He says before giving you a peck on the cheek and putting his hand around your waist.

After like 5 mins of talking about more drama at Visions (with no laughing fits). You and Miles settle down and start cuddling. With 'Good Days' By Sza in the background. You wrap your arms around his back, with your legs on the outside of his. Miles, just laying on his back and wrapping his arms around your waist. (I hope this makes sense 😭) Cuddling in a bear hug kind of position. You guys stayed like this for about an hour, and just as you're about to doze off, unlike Miles who fell asleep 20 minutes ago. You have to pee.

You slip your hands from around his back, and try to subtly move his hands from your waist, but he woke up. Damn, getting to the bathroom is not gonna be easy with his clingy ass.

"Where ya goin', mamas?" Miles mumbles half asleep, with a raspy voice. Your heart flutters from the nickname.

'How tf does he have this affect on me, and he's half asleep?' You thought.

"Baby, I gotta pee. I'll be right back, ok?" You say trying to dumb it down since only half of his brain works at the moment.

"No, you're gonna take too long. Just stay with me, we'll get you a pamper or sum." He says gripping your waist even tighter. You usually would've given up because of how sweet he was being, but you deadass were gonna pee on yourself.

"Miles." You say sternly. He lets your waist go with a dramatic sigh, and you walk into the bathroom.

You do your business, flush the toilet, and walk over to the sink, starting to wash your hands. But- oh, what's this?

You pick up a pack of orange, rhinestone, one inch, press on nails. You don't wear press on nails. Shit, Miles would know because he pays for you to get your nails done. You feel the anger boiling inside of you. Maybe they're his mom's? No, she hates orange. It reminds her of Halloween. "The devil's holiday". You remember that's what she calls it and you start to smirk. No! You're supposed to be mad right now. You finish wiping your hands on a paper towel and throw it away. Grabbing the nails and marching into Miles' room.

You see miles on his phone, he must've been waiting for you to come back. Or texting his other ho-

"Hey, Ma-"

"Whose nails are these?" You say throwing the box at his face.

He groans and inspects the box, tilting his head in confusion. "I dunno, these seem a little too... crazy to be yours, why?" He says completely oblivious.

"Nigga" You chuckle from anger, pacing around the room. "Stop playing dumb. Miles you're not stupid, you've never been stupid. So I know you understand what pisses me off, and one of those things is lying. Imma ask you one more time, Miles Gonzalo Morales. Who's fucking nails are these?" You spat gritting your teeth during the last sentence. Miles shot up out of the bed, knowing what you were getting at. Trying to convince you with all his heart he'd never do that. This poor boy has lost enough, and he's not about to lose you to a pair of ugly ass nails.

"Mami, I promise I don't know who's nails those are, It's wild that you're even accusing me of this right now. You came over every day this week!" Miles expresses, desperately trying to give you enough evidence.

"Yea, and I always come over after school, maybe your hoes have a scheduled time for after I leave. Who is this bitch? Hm, Miles? Is it that Mexican girl on the 2nd floor, she seems like she's our age." You scream at him, sure that Rio had woken up from her post-work nap.

"Mami, I don't love anyone but you, I promise, ok? Even if I did, with all the money I spend on yo shit. You really think I have enough to buy another girl some nails?" He shouts back. Pointing to the Gucci Mini-Purse he got you for Christmas, he had saved up all year to buy it ever since he saw you eyeing it at the mall. But he could have it back now and give it to his other hoe.

"You know what? You can have this back since my only purpose is being a charity case, fuck nigga." You say taking out your keys, phone, headphones, Lip Gloss, and card out of the purse, shoving it in your pockets. Throwing the purse at him.

"Mami, you serious right now? Sit yo hot-headed ass down and listen to me, you actin' crazy!" Miles grimaced realizing what he just said already knowing your reaction.

"CRAZY?!?!?! I WILL SHOW YO ASS CRA-"

"WHAT IS GOING ON IN HERE? Dios mio¡ It sounds like the real housewives in here. Hija, what did he do this time?" Rio asked.

"Mama Rio, who's nails are these?" You ask her. (She gave you permission to call her that after the 6th dinner together, don't worry)

"¡Ay! I was looking for those, they're Miles' Tia's. She came over yesterday, and was showing me them. She took them from Miles' cousin because that little mama is only 12 and does not need those." She said grabbing the nails and walking out the room to call his Tia. Leaving you and Miles in the most awkward silence. You slowly turn around to see Miles standing there. You thought he would have some sassy remark but no. His lip was starting to quiver and you knew what was next. He starts letting tears fall which surprised you.

"Papa, why are you crying?" You say walking over to hug him. Feeling the worst guilt ever.

"I....I thought you we're gonna leave me, Mami. I would *hiccup* never do something like that to you. Honestly if the roles were reversed I'd forgive you. I don't think I can even see my life without you. I'm so sorry." He says.

"Miles..." You whisper.

"It's not your fault I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions. You've done nothing to prove that you're untrustworthy. I have trust issues and that's something I need to work on. Not you. I'm so sorry, baby" You say sitting down on the bed for one of the most needed cuddle sessions yall have ever had. And after a few minutes of comfortable silence, Miles breaks the ice.

"What if I just made my mom cover for me, and I am cheating on you?" He asks with a shit eating grin.

"Miles..." You warn

"All jokes, mami"

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FIRST FIC! what'd yall think? I'll accept constructive criticism. If you have a request or a way for me to make my writing better, just send a ask!

#across the spiderverse #42 miles morales #miles morales #earth 42 miles fluff #earth 42 miles x reader #earth 42 miles x black reader #rio morales #uncle aaron #atsv imagines #miles morales fanfiction #sza sos #lil uzi vert

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privitivium · 3 months

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Foo Fighters x Male Reader smut plz

Smut: Facesitting and Ass Worship

Synopsis: where the reader manages to convince F.F to sit on his face because for a while he couldn't help but often stare at her ass whenever she wasn't looking, he would even often get distracted by it so eventually he decides that enough is enough and convinces her to sit on my face. She is reluctant and confused at first but eventually does it.

If not then that's ok 👍 thanks and a have a great day

there was an attempt. never written for foo fighters before even for my own ficlets or whatever.. ooc foo fighters apologies. not too descriptiive as i would want it to be

,,,wanted to get this out really quick so there's weird time skips apologies.. also might be repetitive but i can't actually tell.. words are blurring together when i stare too hard so anyway forgive me for ooc F.F. and not too much assworshipping but its there!

gender neutral used for foo fighters, male that's hyper fixated on their assets and a little bit of a loser reader :3

Catching sight of Atroe was always a blessing.. humming in contentment while practically glaring holes into her across the courtyard after continuously bribing your way in, desperately trying to photograph the plump of her ass in that weird green outfit of hers in your mindㅡbut after that incident, predicament, however you wanna call it - Atroe was now Foo fighters.. A colony of fucking plankton.. the hell were you supposed to think after that? Seeing as you never talked to Atroe by being a sad little weirdo, perhaps it would be better to take your chance with plankton! Hooray!! It was easy enough, making it the semi-norm to indulge them in the most ordinary of tasks or games and whatnot.. leading to the first time you fucked - you, leading the way as you let them explore your body. Yes, twas lovely.. but it was a bit hard to explain on why you were so fixated on their ass and gripping the plump flesh while you fucked into them a bit too brainlesslyㅡ

And, I mean, being attracted to a colony of plankton is definitely out of the fucking norm, right? But man, how can you help yourself.. they're just so pretty and you can't help but be attracted - but personality comes first!! There you are, sitting upon their bed and desperately awaiting their arrival and hoping that their cellmate or guard remain forever away from the hall - god, you just can't get it out of your head. That fucking dream, plaguing your mind.. fucking her from behind, watching the flesh of her ass jiggle every time your pelvis connected with theirs and - oh! your eyes drag along, finding their backside with ease, you wonder briefly what they were doing just before.

“Foo Fighterㅡrs..” You coo, dragging out their name and merrily surprising them as you sit upon their bed, outstretched arms awaiting their body; sky-blue doe eyes lighting up in delight and began excitedly waving with their whole arm in greeting with their cup in the other hand through the bars, before they quickly make their way into their cell; you, having bribed some miscellaneous guard just to be there, finding it a bit too hard to continue without F.F.-

“Sit? On your face?” They mutter in confusion, eyebrows furrowed as they stare at you with a rather copy-paste look of curiosity.. “.. Why?” They retort, head jerking back slightly as if to really sell their apprehension - when really, they were just wondering why you would.. want that. “Like my ass on your face?” They continue to mutter inquiries, trying to remember if there was something of Atroe's memories about “sitting on faces” besides masturbating, and from what F.F. remembers what you initially showed them from your first time together in your cell rather than theirs..

“Y'know, experimenting! Haha, amiright?” You nudge them with your elbow, clearing your throat as you glance between their face and assets - “It's just.. I wanna show you some appreciation for being such .. a good partner to me.” You try to articulate - coming off a bit awkward rather than the sly/confident you were initially going for as you hug them into your body,,

“Oh..” They murmur, eyes narrowed briefly as their focus falls to your hands that were loosely roaming their body before landing on the plump of their ass. “Yeah, experimenting..” They agree, grinning as they bury their face in the crook of your neck for a brief moment - inhaling your scent before a shiver wracks through their body while encased in yours as you touch along their frame so gently. “With acting like a chair?” They guess, peering up at you through their eyelashes - “yeah.. yeah, that's.. yeah..” You clear your throat, fiddling with the clasps of their outfit - “Yeah..”

After a bit of fumbling around and lazily yet dutifully trying to get them off first with a bit of sweet touches and praise that you know they enjoy - they slowly began fumbling with their clothes in an attempt to get the fabric off their body, feeling a bit impatient and a bit too sweaty. Eager to please you... “So I just..” They paused, looking a bit silly as they stared deadpanned at you with their breasts out so nonchalantly. It'd be a different story if you were fixated on their tits.. - “Sit?” They gesture, tilting their head to the side. Eagerly nodding as you laid on their bed - patting your cheeks gently with a half-chub awaiting in your pants, arousal flooding your navel and crotch, knowing what’s to come. both literally and figuratively.

They clamber onto their bed, awkwardly standing over you before they begin lowering themselves onto you; squatting and fixing their legs into a comfortable position that their body deems comfortable - it was like the holy grail being floated down from the sky into your hands.. their puffy, pink pussy settles right above your face as they hold themselves up and merely hovering over before you quickly hook your arms around their thighs and pull them down atop your face - relishing in the way their body stiffens as their pussy presses against your features and - th-their scent.. ㅡexperimentally, you flick your tongue out and drag a strip along their slit, salty, nose bumping against the bundle of nerves and brushing into their green curls - humming in satisfaction as you would any other meal as your hands loosely fall from their inner thighs, dragging your palms along the soft flesh of their ass and began squeezing ever so gently - really, just sinking into the feeling of the heat buried in your mouth and the plump ass in your hands, ever so grateful..

Tongue flat and coated in saliva and partially their juices - immediately indulging yourself with no apparent warning as you drag your muscle along the slit that was parted so deliciously with their thighs spread open ( which were honestly quite the fashion statement as ear muffs ) and on either side of your head and squeezing ever so slightly - their soft mewls and whimpers annoyingly muffled as they gripped onto your scalp; tugging at your hair roughly instinctively without intent of hurting - you wish you could hear the full extent of their beautiful voice but the feeling of their thighs squeezing your head felt a bit better -

“mhrmm..” They grunt, body trembling, “.. good.. ss-so good.. chair..” They mumble, their hips twitching as if they were about to start grinding into your features, their body twitching. To feel the heat of someone's mouth on a supposed “private spot” of their body.. this is human pleasure.. something that makes their head dizzy and heart beat a dash too fast and fucking amazing. they bite their lip; feeling the sucking feeling of your lips along their clit - breathing so hard into them that they let their full body weight fall onto you - seemingly no complaint, as they hunch over, one hand buried in your hair as the other props them up; softly mewling as they loosely grind into your mouth; chasing the feeling of your lips along their bundle of nerves that was slick with their juices and your spit, instinctively before clenching their jaw - grinding their teeth as they feel the wave of pleasure beginning to tighten in their coreㅡ

“.. y’ taste so good..” you mumble, incoherent and voice vibrating along the lines of their pussy in a way that makes them tremble with a soft cry - their thighs tensing around your head in a way that makes your own limbs stiffen and rub together, leg curling over one another as you try to grind into the air in a pitiful manner - completely unwilling to pull your hands from F.F's ass as you massaged and molded gently in your palms in wonder before the ache begins grow painful - the thought of being seen inevitably popping into your head and you ignore, because why are you thinking such trivial things with a pussy in uour mouth ??

fuck it - you pull a hand away from their cheeks, the other stationed and gripping their plump flesh as you desperately lap up the juices accumilated along their slit, hand weakly unzipping the fastener of your odd uniformed pants and tugging your dick free - immediately sliding your hand over the pre and trying to coat your hand in it so it wouldn't be as rough before unevenly pumping as you indulge yourself in the way they tasted and the feel of their flesh in the palm of your hand -

It was a tell that they were close - as were you, but you were not about to time the exact moment to cum as them - !

they whimper, squirming and bucking into your mouth as you keep your pace - not wanting to ruin what they were trying to chase and what you were obviously trying to give - before their thighs clench around your head and their organs seemed to puff out a bit - alas, yes.. the sweet, mostly salty - and holy shit they were really fucking flowing, huh? almost drowning you in their cum, which you try to lap up as much as you could and savoring the taste of them on your tongue..

Riding out their high - only managing to cum once and sweetly on your tongue - making sure to move slowly and deliberately as you lap up the cream so as to not overstimulate them as they were already trembling as you try to finish your meal - perhaps in a moment, they would feel as though they want to try something different from their own mind..

“.. that was.. so nice..!” They exclaimed in delight, breathless, and staring at you wide-eyed and smiley, god so fucking cute - and seemingly glowing with a bright light of merriment as you handed them a cup of water. their pleasure b4 yours.. “.. really.. I had no idea that felt so good.. would it feel as good for you as it did me? Being a chair?” they hum in inquiring wonder, gulping down the cup of water in seconds-

“.. maybe.”

#jojo =͟͟͞͞★#x male reader #male reader #top male reader #foo fighters jojo #foo fighters jjba #foo fighters x male reader #F.F. HOORAYY!!!#jojo's bizzare adventure x male reader #jjba x male reader #jjba x m reader #dom male reader

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readercognito · 1 month

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Lantern Plankton Migration

Nereus x Reader

(Y/n) shot Flora a withering look, not to be combated with Flora’s famous puppy eyes. But (Y/n) held her ground…For ten seconds.

“Fine! I’ll go to the stinking party!” (Y/n) caved, throwing her arms in the air.

Flora cheered, choosing to ignore (Y/n)’s next comment “Who knew that zooplankton migration was Andros’ version of summer solstice…”

“I’m so glad you're coming! No one else can, other than Aisha. And I’ll get to show you off as the newest member of the winx club!” Flora said excitedly.

“And here I was hoping to have a quiet Saturday after all that Trix nonsense…” (Y/n) said grumbling, but couldn’t help the smile that shone through. “Well, at least it’ll be a fun Saturday with my BFF!” (Y/n) said, jumping into the excitement right along Flora.

“Right?! And I have the perfect outfits for us!” Gushed Flora.

“Oh, is it…?” (Y/n) said, hyping her best friend up. Pointing to a certain set of outfits in Flora’s closet.

“You guessed it! We’re splitting the co-ords!” Flora squeed.

“YAAS! But I call dibs on using the top.” (Y/n) said, and grinned with mock cunning.

“Aww…so mean.” Flora said with false disappointment.

And that’s how the girls showed up to the party. (Y/n) wore a flutter sleeve tube top with a tropical floral pattern and a pair of white high-waisted shorts. While Flora was rocking a maxi skirt of the same pattern, with a slit to the mid-thigh and a black lettuce edge crop top. Aisha came swayed over to the girls,

“Well, well, don’t you look like a pair of baddies!” She said, hugging both girls. “So glad you guys came.”

Flora gave nothing but a smile, (Y/n) laughing “Like we would miss it! Plus Flora threw those puppy eyes at me… Can’t ever say no to that.”

The girls all laughed at (Y/n)s’ little joke. Aisha turned towards the moon pool in the center of her family's pavilion walking (Y/n) and Flora over to greet her cousins.

“You haven’t met my cousins yet have you (Y/n)?” Asked Aisha as they made their way over.

“Can’t say I have, I was in Linphea College during that whole ocean… fiasco.” (Y/n) said, shrugging. Waving her arms around a bit when mentioning the betrayal of Tritannus.

“Well you’ll get to meet them now!” Aisha said as the girls got to the pool, turning and gesturing to two of the mer-people within the moon pool “Hey guys! I know you know Flora, but we have a brand new member of the winx club! This is (Y/n).” She said, presenting (Y/n) to the merman and mermaid. (Y/n) smiled and gave a little wave. “(Y/n), these are my cousins Tressa, and Nereus!” Aisha said pointing to the mermaid, and merman respectively.

“OH! So you’re fishlips’ brother!” (Y/n) said before she could stop herself. Seeing Nereus and Tressas’ confused glances she continued “Sorry, little nickname I gave him during Flora and I’s talks. So sorry about that whole thing by the way, it must have been devastating for you three. I just wished he didn’t get pushed to that point, ya know?” (Y/n) said a bit melancholy.

Nereus gave a solemn nod in agreement. Her sentiments (and playful insult) instantly endeared (Y/n) to him.

Tressa decided to lighten the mood, “Ah, it’s all in the past now… Come on! the lantern plankton are about to arrive!” She said diving into the moon pool.

Aisha and Flora transforming into their sirenix forms and diving in after her, Nereus hesitated with (Y/n). Waiting patiently to follow after her.

“What’s the matter?” asked Nereus when (Y/n) made no moves to enter the moon pool.

“Would now be a bad time to mention that I don’t have any spells to help me breathe underwater?” (Y/n) said, gesturing towards the pool where her friends disappeared.

Nereus laughed, it was a little funny to see someone so confident get nervous so quickly.

“Here, stay next to me. I think I’ve got something for that.” Nereus said gently, pulling (Y/n) into the water.

(Y/n) chose not to protest, even though her clothes were getting wet. She was curious to see what the ocean prince would do. Nereus gently placed his arm around (Y/n)'s waist, amazed at her immediate trust in him, wondering aloud.

“You trust quickly,” he said.

“Oh no I don’t! But Flora trusts you.” (Y/n) said her expression turning serious “Which means you're someone worth putting at least a little faith in.” (Y/n) said, instantly returning back to her lighthearted teasing.

Nereus felt his cheeks warm a bit at the statement. He wasn’t sure why, since most people he knew praised his good character. But hearing from (Y/n), who was such a bombastic and friendly person herself, made it feel like guppies were swimming around in his gut. Realizing that (Y/n) had been patiently waiting for him for a bit he hurriedly placed an underwater breathing spell on her. Tucking her to his side and swimming her into the open water. Which made (Y/n) realize something about the spell rather quickly…

“You jerk! Ya could’a told me that the spell keeps you dry!” said (Y/n) playfully, slapping Nereus on the arm.

“Oh, my apologies! I guess I don’t really consider these sorts of things…” Nereus said, cheeks flaming with embarrassment.

(Y/n) couldn’t help but laugh, covering her mouth trying to hide her smile. “Relax, I’m not actually mad. Now come on, take me to this plankton march… thing.” she said,

“The lantern zooplankton migration?” Nereus said, raising a playful quizzical eyebrow.

He wasn’t used to people talking so relaxed with him, being a crown prince and all. But he was enjoying it. (Y/n) brought out a playful side to him that he hadn’t had since his brother's banishment.

(Y/n) just rolled her eyes with a laugh, allowing Nereus to swim her to the observation area. Meeting up with Aisha, Flora, and Tressa. They talked until the plankton appeared. It was a beautiful sight, it was like glowing living smoke. The colors shifted with the twists and turns of the zooplankton colony. Everyone was quiet with awe, the occasional sounds of wonder murmuring through the crowd at a particular color shift or swirl of the plankton.

Then something amazing happened, while the rest of the spectators with a large swath of the lantern plankton, a small arm of the colony meandered it’s way to (Y/n). Swirling around her (Y/n) reached out to them, playing with the little creatures pushing them to and fro. Nereus gazed at her, smitten. It was like an aquatic halo of multicolored light surrounded (Y/n), highlighting all her glorious features. Nereus could only equate what he was witnessing, to the magnetic beauty of a siren. Her light hearted genuine laughter was music to his ears. Nereus was bewitched by her, body and soul. Only the lantern plankton hurrying back to their migration was what returned him from his stupor. The tail end of the colony disappears into the ocean waters, causing the spectators to return to their homes.

The swim back to the party was a jovial one. Aisha gushed about (Y/n) and the lantern plankton, since it was something that no one had ever seen before. (Y/n) described how wonderful it felt to be amongst such amazing creatures. And it wasn’t until the trio of girls started making their good-byes that Nereus realized he might not see (Y/n) again for quite some time. It was now or never.

(Y/n) heard Nereus call her over, when got closer to him he waved her down to his level. However when (Y/n) leaned down, she felt lips on her cheek and heard a splash.

“Nereus! I’m so gonna get you back for that!”

#Nereus x reader #reader insert #winx club x reader #winx club #female reader

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yanderecrazysie · 5 months

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I LOVE YOUR WORKS SO MUCH. 😭😭😭 YOUR BLOG HAS MY WHOLE HEART 💗

i know you must have a lot of requests, so feel free to deny this one if you don't feel like doing it, you matter the most! that being said, i am inlove with the yandere profile you made of Byakuya (danganronpa), he is LITERALLY my love and his yandere potential is just immaculate, could i request an one shot or headcanons of him and reader on the killing game? imagine that, reader tries to get closer to Byakuya since the first day, shes very nice and she likes him very much, shes always including him and talking to him, they're always hanging out, but we all know he is a asshole, so he was always kinda mean to reader, so imagine one day he says something particularly bad and Reader just stops hanging out with Byakuya to not bother him, and he just, "wait this isnt right, yknow, the old "Just knowing how you felt when you lose them."

anyway, feel completely free to deny, remember to drink water and eat, smoochh💗💗💗

TYSM! You’re so sweet to me!

Title: Sorry Seems to Be the Hardest Word

Pairings: Byakuya Togami x Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes

Summary: Byakuya might have lost you for good.

“What do I got to do to make you love me?

What do I got to do to make you care?

What do I do when lightning strikes me?

And awake to find that you're not there

What do I do to make you want me?

What do I got to do to be heard?”

- from “Sorry Seems to Be the Hardest Word” by Elton John

“Byakuya!”

The tall heir looked up from his breakfast, frowning deeply as you practically skipped over to him.

“Do you want to sit at the main table with the rest of us?” You asked hopefully. He didn’t know why you asked, when the answer was obvious. He never joined the large table with the rest of the students. He had no interest in doing so.

“No, now leave me alone. You’re disrupting my meal.” Byakuya snapped, eyes narrowing in annoyance.

You nodded, unfazed by his rudeness, “Okay, Byakuya. I’ll come sit by you in a little bit.”

Byakuya sighed loudly, “Please don’t.”

Despite his insistence, it tugged on his heart a little to see you sit at the main table with all the others, laughing and smiling at all they said and did. Even that plankton, Mondo, could earn your laughter.

After spending some time chatting with them, you went to sit by Toko, who picked nervously at her nails while sending looks Byakuya’s way. Disgusting. Why you would spend your time with that creature was beyond him.

But then it was his turn, and you took a seat at his table, excitedly smiling up at him. His lips curled downwards. Why did you insist on spending time with everyone? He couldn’t understand it.

“How are you doing, Byakuya?” You asked, trying to strike up a conversation. He kept quiet, refusing to answer your asinine question.

You pouted a little, trying to figure out how to get him to talk, “I saw you in the library earlier- what were you reading?”

Silence.

You leaned back in your chair. Byakuya found satisfaction in the fact that you no longer tried to converse with him, turning instead to your cereal.

In a way, he enjoyed the silence between you both. It was a comfortable kind of quiet, not awkward or tense at all. Sometimes, he felt like he could stay like this forever, just you and him sitting together.

But that was a stupid intrusive thought, one that he dismissed whenever it popped up.

He would never admit, not to you or anyone, that he secretly enjoyed his time with you.

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“Byakuya!”

You poked your head through the library door, smiling brightly at him.

Byakuya peered at you over his book with narrowed eyes, biting back a sigh. There you were again, disturbing him.

“What are you reading?” You asked, slipping inside the room and approaching the stern male.

He felt a rush of annoyance, finally feeling himself snap, “Don’t you have anything else to do than be an annoyance, you insolent brat? Keep your nose out of my business and get lost!”

Your head snapped back as though you’d been slapped. An “oh” floated out of your mouth. Suddenly, your lip trembled and you hurried out of the room.

Byakuya lifted an eyebrow. You had never reacted like that to his retorts before.

He couldn’t ignore the sinking feeling in his stomach.

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You were avoiding him.

It drove him crazy to watch you converse with everyone else normally but refuse to visit his table. To watch you turn on your heels every time he tried to approach you.

Didn’t you realize it was safer to stick together during this killing game? There had already been two deaths, more were sure to come soon. You were in danger- he could protect you.

He couldn’t bring himself to say “sorry”, he’s not sure he’s ever said that word in his life. But it broke his heart to watch you drift further and further away from him.

Maybe he’d have to show you just how much you needed his protection in this killing game.

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere one shot #one shot #danganronpa #yandere danganronpa #yandere byakuya #byakuya togami

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wroteclassicaly · 3 months

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The gator tillman x reader tag is going quiet

Do you have any fic recs?

*plankton voice* DONT LET THE FLAME DIE OUT

Anything by @courtingchaos (Meg has an established series of Gator and it drives me insane!)

@usedtobecooler writes the nastiest little blurbs (I worship at that tramp temple)

@stveharringtn writes for him, I do believe?

And this fic by @say-al0e (some of the best damned dialogue I’ve ever read 🤤)

And of course, my own masterlist (shameless self promo)

I’m not sure of any other writers (that I follow/know of), but suggest on this post if you know, PLEASE! ❤️

#asks

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punks-never-die205 · 9 months

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Souled Out

Fem Reader x Demon!Eustass Kid

CW: Blood, religious tones, original creation myth, ritual, violence, dubious consent, 18+

Chapter 4: Soul Understanding

“Alright,” Eustass moves the coffee table aside with his tail, setting down the big poster board he grabbed as you left the mall on the floor. He starts drawing a diagram with a marker. “Here’s Earth in the middle, heaven here, hell here – before you say anything, no, they’re not orbiting Earth, they’re not even on the same plane of existence. The Turn is here, and the Crucible is here.”

You look at the crude drawing, one large circle in the center, four smaller ones around it. The handwriting for the labels he’s written in catch your attention. You’re sitting on the couch in sweats and a T-shirt, and aside from pants, Eustass isn’t wearing anything else. Comfort and style didn’t go hand-in-hand, you had both ditched the suits almost as soon as you got back.

“Your handwriting is more elegant that I expected.” You muse. It’s sloppy for precise calligraphy, but you had expected it to look more like the font for a death metal album cover.

“Focus.” He grumbles. “I hate this preachy shit, so I’m not going to go over it more than once.” He glares at you until you look back down at the board. He points as he speaks, tracing lines to connect things while he explains them.

“The Crucible is like a foundry, making really tiny souls that don’t do anything and don’t do anyone any good. Those bits of life soak into the Earth and collect together. They go through the whole life and death thing a buncha times, getting bigger, and dirtier.”

“Dirtier?” The word only sticks out to you because he had mentioned your soul was clean earlier.

“Yeah, s’just how Earth is. Life’s gotta go through the whole muck and mire crap.” He waves a hand. “Once enough little soul pieces have come together they start inhabitin’ bigger things. Fish, deer, shit like that, no more plankton and moss and whatever. Eventually enough of the stuff comes together to make a human.”

Eustass draws a little stick figure under the word ‘Earth’ on the diagram. “Souls start out dirty, but that doesn’t mean they start out evil – good and evil are different from clean and dirty. Making human souls is just a dirty process. So folks do the living thing, and in the process of living takes away some of the grime, they die, come down here to The Turn, and go back to Earth to be a different human.” He moves the marker back and forth, but doesn’t make any marks. “Like goin’ up and down a washboard. Live, die, live, die, getting cleaner and cleaner.

“Now,” Eustass takes a deep breath and looks at you for a second. “Some folks start out grimier than others, and sometimes people fuck up and make themselves dirtier, but you gotta do real world-shaking levels of bad to manage that. Ya’ know, real despot shit, mass-murderin’, stuff like that. Anyways, eventually a soul gets all sparkly clean and when that human dies they don’t go to The Turn.”

He points to Heaven and Hell with the marker. “At that point they go to one of these two places, but honestly these labels are complete garbage. One’s not really any different from the other, it’s that whole ‘as above, so below’ shit. They’re just two sides to the same coin. The only thing anyone has right about ‘em on this world is the conflict, but that’s not shit for you to worry about right now.”

You’re quiet for a moment, mostly to be sure he was done talking. “So… if no one had stolen my soul I would’ve been done taking… turns on Earth and would’ve gone to heaven or hell?”

“Yeah. Sometimes people choose to go again, for whatever reason, but statistically you’da gotten off this ride and onto a new one.” He says. “Ah, another thing to remember, is that souls have a lot of variance. Size, shape, color, capacity – it all sets in stone the first time you’re human, and after that you can’t do anything about it until you get to heaven or hell. I know one guy who has a pitch black soul, clean as anyone else’s, and dark as midnight.

“But changing that is why there’s summoning contracts.” He says, glancing at you before he sets the poster board on fire, tossing the ashes aside. “That’s getting off topic. Here’s the important part, no matter what part of the cycle a soul’s in, once it leaves this realm it’s cut off from the human body it was connected to. Even the smallest functional soul is still bigger than the scraps you have connected to you, so there’s no way I know of that someone could’ve left here with what they took and you still be alive… ish.”

“Can you clean a soul without dying and going through The Turn?” You ask.

“Yeah, but it’s kind of a life-time investment deal. You know, vow of silence, swearing off all material things, decades of introspection. No fun. It’s not even a way to clean a soul completely either, unless it was mostly there already.” He explains. “But hey, if someone wants to devote their turn that way, then more power to ‘em I guess. Personally, I’d rather make as many vessels as I could.” He says with a devious grin.

“Can you still do that?”

“Eh? Knock someone up?” He laughs. “Nah, creatin’ half-breeds is messy business, not nearly fun as poundin’ into a squirming piece of ass.”

Your brows furrow. “Could someone have taken my soul to clean it?”

Eustass’ head tilts to one side for a moment, and then his eyes focus on you again. It’s the closest thing to embarrassment you’ve felt in a couple decades, the way that gaze lays you bare.

“… I doubt it. If your soul has a speck of dirt on it I’d be so surprised I’d suck my own dick.”

“That would be a sight.” You say deadpan.

“Fun, I bet.” He grins. “I’m curious about something though.” Eustass closes the distance between the two of you, pushing you back into the couch. His eyes were on fire like they usually were when he was really peering at you, and you turned your gaze away while he did whatever he was doing.

After a moment he turns you around, putting you on your knees on the couch, facing the wall. This was preferable to you, since you didn’t have to worry about meeting those eyes like this.

“Ah, there it is,” something in his voice almost makes your skin prickle. “Raise your arms.”

You oblige, and Eustass pulls your shirt up and off, tossing it aside. You thought he didn’t have any interest in physical activity with you since you couldn’t feel it, but maybe something had changed his mind. He puts your hands against the wall, holding them in place as he leans down. You can feel hot breath roll over your back, and you’re sure he’s getting ready to bite you.

“I can’t feel pain, but I can still bleed.” You say, feeling the strange need to make sure you were both on the same page.

“I bet.” His voice is low, and there’s something predatory in the tone. “But this shouldn’t hurt.”

You can feel the hot, wet tongue against your skin, just off to the side of your spine, along the curve of your shoulder blade. Something about it is oddly comforting, as though you had been bothered by the lack of contact since you summoned him. You were trying to sort out the unexpected feeling when his tongue shifts and pleasure jolts through your body like electricity.

You gasp in surprise and ecstasy, the mix of sounds bouncing off the walls of the apartment. Your body bucks, but Eustass has you held easily against the couch and wall. Another shift of his tongue continues the assault of pleasure, and your body starts to tremble. You hadn’t felt anything for at least two decades.

You could feel the pressure of contact, the texture of things beneath your fingers, but nothing repulsed you, nothing brought you delight – mundane or otherwise. Nothing brought you pain either, and you had learned to look for cuts and scraps a few times throughout the day, just to avoid causing panic amongst the people around you.

But the electricity that filled you now had all your senses alight. The bumps in the paint on the wall tickled your fingertips, the feel of Eustass’ body heat looming around you seemed to wrap around you more than his own body. Every twitch, every shiver of that impossibly hot tongue slipping along your skin, the way his skin made your body hair stand on end without even touching you, how your fingers twitched against his, making you crave more.

Desire more.

His tongue winds its way up your spine, the connection unbroken, the pleasure building, as though that initial connection was refusing to let go. You can’t breathe deeply enough, your muscles flex and twitch as he meanders to your neck. The gaze you can’t see is looking into your very being, whatever it looks like without your full soul there, and you can’t escape the image of those eyes in your mind.

If you could actually see him right now, you think you’d lose your mind.

He stops, just off to the side of your spine, under the nape of your neck, sweet sweat mixing on his tongue as your body exerted itself more in the last few moments than you had for years. His lips press against your skin, sucking the tender flesh into his mouth. The demanding growl that vibrates against you sends you over the edge, ripping your first orgasm in over two decades from your body.

Caught in the jaws of a demon, you can’t squirm away from the pleasure that lets slip a few errant tears as your entire body clenches. At the peak of it his teeth sink into you, and the sharp pain turns your shivering gasping moans into a euphoric cry of his name.

Eustass leans back, licking his lips as you struggle to catch your breath. “I knew you were going to sound delicious, contractor.”

“Wh-what was that?” You question as he steps back and lets you collapse onto the couch. The pleasure is fading, but the exhaustion – the bone deep kind you weren’t sure you would ever feel again – lingered for a little bit.

“I connected with one of the bigger scraps of soul hanging onto you.” He explains, stretching and looking pleased with himself.

“You look… satisfied.” You huff, looking at him with a bit of concern in the back of your head.

“I am,” he says, letting out a breath of air. “Your first orgasm in decades, and you screamed my name. Of course I’m satisfied.”

His tail squishes around behind him and when he turns to look at you, you almost want to tell him no. You’re tried in a way you haven’t been in decades, but you had turned over your consent long before this moment.

“Don’t panic, little mouse.” His tone is light, but the look in his eyes and the grin on his face feel predatory. “I have a prior commitment tonight, and I mean to take my time with you.”

He comes over to the couch and scoops you up in his arms. “You can get cleaned up and get some rest. I’ll take my screamer to a hotel or something.”

“There’s a, uh, day bed in the spare room. I can sleep there.” You offer.

“Worried about funds?”

You shake your head. “Nah, it was just the original plan.”

“Need help cleaning up?” He asks, setting you onto your feet in the bathroom.

“I can manage.” You say, taking a step away from him.

He quirks an eyebrow. “Worried I’d find another spot?”

“Yes.” You answer swiftly.

“I’ll find them all eventually,” he leans down, closing the distance between you. “I promise.”

#Souled Out #eustass kid #x reader #eustass kid x reader #supernatural au #one piece fanfiction #reader insert

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lanshappycorner · 27 days

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i know this isn’t in your interest list but can i request an x reader for plankton 🥺🥺🥺 from spongebob anime he’s my oshi 🥺🥺 where he sees reader in an inflatable cow costume 🥺🥺

My first request!!! its ok anon spongebob anime is like. a given! It doesn't need to be written down we're all in spongebob anime fandom🥰

He thinks that u r so attractive in the inflatable cow costume u are so babygirl(gender neutral) material

Will buy every inflatable cow costume for u like the highest brand because his Y/N must have the highest quality of beautiful inflatable cow costumes

Would take it up a notch and ask you to wear an inflatable krabby patty costume but that's getting a little freaky here so I won't continue

"y/n u r my most beautiful beefed up baby (sounds of cow costume inflating deflating exploding)"

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abandoned-anemoia · 1 year

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Weird Cakes/Cake Fails With Stray Kids

☯ Pairing: SKZ x reader (individual) kinda? ☯ Genre: Comedy (can it be anything else?) ☯ Warnings: none? the cakes are very weird.... ☯ A/N: Don’t ask me why I made this... I do not know the answer... Let me know if I need to add any warnings! ☯Disclaimer: None of my work represents any of the idols included in any way. This is merely fictional and all based on my opinion as a joke! I have nothing against any of these idols and love them all dearly.