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ggigigoode · 1 year
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don’t say i don’t treat you <3
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lionydoorin · 2 years
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robin bridal carrying nancy 👀
ohhhh 👀👀👀 i like this i like this hehe
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i did THREE different versions of this one and wasn't sure which one i should post, so i went with the one i like the expressions the most i guess!
this one is also for lo @robins-raspberry-beret because she also asked for robin holding nancy!! 🥰 i'll probably draw another one and post it answering your ask lo but if i don't consider this one for u as well 🫶🫶
(if you squint, you can hear the saxophone on the backgroun-) [gets taken out of the room]
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lexa-griffins · 9 months
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Does Clarke purposely not wear a bra when they go out so she can watch Lexa get flustered seeing her nipples?
I think Clarke would go braless mostly for herself. She has watched Lexa walk around with no bra for years now and she's been pouting the entire time about not being able to do the same until she says fuck and does it.
And like she does look, very fucking hot and she manages to get her tits secured.
But the way Lexa's mouth hangs a little and how her hand is constantly just under her book sure is an added bonus. She is very aware Lexa has heard maybe 2% of what she said tonight, and she is perfectly fine with it sjznzlansod. She's rather happy knowing tonight she's gonna get Lexa ridding her with the strongest hold on her tits and hmm 👀 aint that her own little slice of heaven 😌
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moraygrotto · 2 months
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stop i was literally lifting a can of seltzer to my lips when the game loaded & he said this
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lookismaddict · 1 year
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Gonna say I have a list of Gun's probably into the kinks
Master & maid/slave
Shibari aka japanese bondage
Voyeurism
Dominance (obviously)
Impact play (you shown that in latest chap)
Voyeurism (well, not in public Gun doesn't want share his view unless he want to show off lol)
Somnophilia
Mirror
I actually think if gun and y/n gets married this would be added.
Breeding kink
Lactation (Gun want to taste his baby's milker)
Whaaaa there is alot of things I am sure Gun would like y/n dress into. I would think he gonna make y/n dress up as maid just to tease her or even a expensive kimono just to see her wear it and imagining her as his wife in his place.
Ho yah I almost forgot I am sure there will be an incident that Gun will get turn on by y/n wearing a tight yoga pants as she trying to do jack o crouch yoga (meme)
Most of these were on my mind already… 🫣 LIKE IM NOT EVEN KIDDING, THIS LITERALLY DOES FIT GUN. These ideas maaayyyyyhaps already be on my future chapter ideas… (This kinky ass man, I cannot- 😫)
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You guys are just really spot on with the ideas ngl. AND THE MEME GSKSHSJSH YES 😭 Like I feel like all of you get me and understand, so TYSM FOR THE WONDERFUL IDEAS, I LOVE YOU!!! YOU ALL ARE TRULY AMAZING!! 😩😩🖤🖤🖤🖤 (AND OFC, TY TO THE PREVIOUS ANONS FOR INSPIRING OTHERS AS WELL!!! LOVE YA <3)
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bugmistake · 6 months
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i will see a man who is average-cute and then find out he’s transgender and start salivating (IN A T4T WAY!!!!)
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jak-ey · 2 years
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Enhypen’s tiktok update
He’s so ✨🌼🌸🌼🥰🔥💍👁🫦👁💞
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munamania · 11 months
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hi everyone back online and ok i don’t mean to write a whole thinkpiece because of an annoying anonymous message cause i’m certainly not the person to articulate it and chances are that person blocked me lol but i just think the whole thing is silly in the way that it’s nuanced but also not that deep you get me. right. like on one hand ‘celebrity’ itself is a fantasy it’s an image sold and there’s a sense of removal from reality behind whatever their image is and then on the other these are real people doing a job they hopefully love and connecting with an audience and likeminded people. either way it is profoundly normal and okay to think sexually about other humans and express that that’s like. so natural. it’s not weird to be attracted to other people. i shouldn’t have to say that but you know. unless you cross a boundary with them which is not something i’d ever do intentionally obviously like ??? you know. like i think it’s strange when people can’t interact with famous people like. People. and make weird comments to their face and whatnot (the tiktokification and general social media usage causing a lack of barriers and false sense of intimacy) but that is not the same thing as me making stupid comments on my tumblr blog. um. i’m very much not trying to turn anyone i’m saying horny things about into Objects (of my affection lol) and it’s like. if you experience attraction you certainly are attracted to ppl you meet sometimes and still treat them decently like sexuality is not inherently evil and weird and especially lesbian sexuality isn’t. sorry we grew up in a puritanical society but like relax. all this to say sorry for saying i want hot women to spit in my mouth it’s just a turn of phrase 🙄 won’t happen again boss but u could wait until after the first of pride month to shame me for it smh
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zagreusboon · 1 year
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I need metal music to be hornier
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revaeli · 2 years
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also, while im here … the joy & melancholy of revali’s theme. the way the flight range theme is a slowed down, even more melancholic version of it. much to think about.
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squidd325 · 3 months
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While it's not my personal headcanon, I like the contrast between the SEVEN Temmies (aka the SEVEN deadly sins) versus the SEVEN human souls' traits.
I would imagine a Post-Compassion Route situation where the Temmies try to redeem themselves with Chara's help. They'd give each Temmie items that correspond with the soul trait, like Justice's gun and hat to the always-eager-to-kill Temmie (or more widely known as Wrath Temmie).
Knowing this Temmie though, they can get a little...
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Right away! Bon appétit 🤌
Piling asks and requests together because idk how Tumblr works 👁🫦👁
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sugarcherriess · 2 years
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you. how can you read my mind. i was thinking about something So similar to that yesterday. but i will not elaborate you need to sleep. just shhhhhh. shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. anyway didn’t you say you bias soobin. thought you should see this 🎁 🐶
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Puma changed my life for the better istg I haven’t been the same since. The outfits? The visuals? The entire song? They went in the studio and were like “we gotta cook something catering specifically to Adonis” and they served me a five star meal. It was delicious 🤌🏼🤌🏼
And the scene with Beomgyu and Soobin with the meat? You can see why these two are my top two in the group 🫂
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3d-wifey · 6 months
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toxic (yandere) baseball player eren and the girl he'd kill for? 👁🫦👁
You Say I'm in Love (I Say You're A Fool)
Pairing: Eren Jaeger x tutor!reader Synopsis: There are many things Eren loves. Word Count: 1.3k Warning: smut, an argument could be made for manipulation, eren is in denial, riding, car sex, overstimulation (reader and eren receiving) A/N: I wrote this in 30 minutes and it shows.
Tag list: @scoven
There are many things Eren loves.
The way his calves burn and lungs heave as he runs from base to base. The resounding cracking noise the bat makes as it hits the baseball. Even the way the infield dirt stains his pants as he slides in to touch the base before a tag out.
But if there's one thing Eren can confidently say he's in love with, it's being between your legs.
It's a known fact that Eren isn't looking for a relationship. He's far too focused on getting scouted. His brother is in the major leagues, after all. So renowned that he has a pitch named after him. It only makes sense that he'd follow in his footsteps.
So, despite the dozens of girls who throw themselves at him and crowd the stands at every game just to get a glimpse of him, he isn't looking for anything serious.
And that fact doesn't change when he starts failing a few classes and his coach makes him take up tutoring with you, his daughter.
It doesn't change the first time he fingers you in his jeep as he drives you to your dorm. It doesn't change whenever he makes you read from a textbook as he eats you out under one of the rickety library tables.
It definitely doesn't change whenever he drags you to the dugout after practice and fucks you so hard that an imprint of the gates is left against your cheek. But you don't mind. His good girl, always so eager to please him.
But when did you become his?
Maybe it was when he warned all his teammates that you were off limits and told them in no uncertain terms that he'd break their fucking fingers they'd have to deal with him if he saw any of them sniffing around you. Or when he didn't see you in the crowd cheering him on at one of his games, and he found himself sending you a few concerned texts.
Ren💚: r u comin?
Ren💚: hello??????
Ren💚: did something happen?
Ren💚: y aren't u answering ur phone???
Ren💚: where the fuck are u?
Ren💚: r u with some1?
Ren💚: I swear to God I'll kill them.
Ren💚: You have till the second inning to be in the stands before I come to you.
Turns out you just overslept with your phone on silent.
Regardless, it's becoming a problem. He can't even get off to porn unless the girl looks like you and even that stops working after a while. Sleeping with anyone else is out of the question. So maybe he has to resort to scrolling through your Instagram when he finds himself in need of inspiration.
Eren's room is pitch black other than the bright light from his phone reflecting off his bare chest. His left-hand holds his phone as he scrolls your page from a burner account while his right hand palms his dick through his sweat pants.
His breath hitches as he stumbles upon the perfect post. It's from last summer when you and your family went to the beach. You were clad in a baby blue bathing suit with little white clouds. He's quick to push his sweatpants down his thighs and take himself in hand.
You had just gotten out of the ocean when you had someone take the photo for you. His pace speeds up as his eyes trace the salty drops of water that dripped down your skin, dipping between your cleavage and between your thighs. He imagines what it would be like to fuck you in that cute, little swimsuit, pushing the crotch of your bottoms aside to go down on you and his hips buck into his hand.
He swipes to the next picture of the set, you on your hands and knees, presumably, playing in the sand as you smile up at the camera, and Eren feels his orgasm ripping through him.
All things considered, his problem with you could be worse.
At least that's what he thinks until he realizes you're eager to please everyone, not just him. Always happy to help, always jumping at the opportunity to be praised, and under normal circumstances, maybe Eren would find it cute or funny, but now it's just fucking annoying.
The team is up for an away game against their rivals and your schedule has finally opened up enough to hang out with Eren after his game. Both of you had been pretty busy, you with midterms and him with practice. He'd never admit this to anyone but you even with a gun to his head, but he's been missing you more than he's missed anything in his entire life. So when you tell him you have to cancel because Jean apparently told your dad he needed some tutoring, he's rightfully pissed off.
Not at you, of course. You're practically in tears when you tell him. It's obvious you don't want to do this, which only fuels his anger.
That piece of shit. Jean is the last fucking person to need help with his homework. Hell, he graduated salutatorian in high school—second only to Armin.
This isn't about grades. He's doing this shit to get under his skin. Is he really this desperate for Eren's sloppy seconds?
He can't stop you from going, but he can send you off with a message.
He has fifteen minutes before he needs to be in the locker room, but you showed up wearing one of his old jerseys and he's already half-hard at the idea of you being in the stands cheering him on with 'Jaeger' printed on your back in big, bold, white letters. Making it known to everyone who you belong to.
And Jean overstepping his bounds pisses him the fuck off. Two birds, one stone. Besides, he doesn't need to be there when the team goes over the play, he's the one who made it.
His pants are pulled down to his thighs and you're bare from the waist down, wearing nothing but his jersey. He grips your hips tight, fucking little gasps out of you. One of your hands claps his shoulder while the other holds the car handle for dear life. Your cheeks are wet, almost as wet as you've made his lap.
He's overstimulated you both, a ring of white, frothy cum grows at the base of his shaft with each downward swing of your hips. That painful pleasure tightens his balls every time your sensitive walls spasm around his equally sensitive cock.
"E-Eren, I—fuck, fuck, fuck, ahhh—” You cut yourself off with a moan that slithers around his spine, pushing him to go faster, harder, deeper. This position is perfect, you're practically boneless over him as the head of his dick punches your g-spot.
"One more, baby. Just, hah, give me one more." And you nod your head from where you're crying into his neck. You leave his skin wet with tears and spit as you bite at him to muffle yourself. He doesn't have the heart to tell you each twinging bite is only making him harder, the grind of your canines that'll surely leave blotches and maybe even thin pricks of blood only makes him feel like he could fuck you for hours—days even! It feels too good, your pussy is too good to leave alone. A fact that Jean will never know.
"Mhm, okay, Ren." Despite your fatigue, your hips shift towards him, rutting your clit against his happy trail like you can't help yourself. "One more. One, uh, uh, uh, more for you." You agree, pulling his hair out of its messy bun in your haze. His good girl, not even thinking about the fact that he asked for one more the last three times, you're too full of his dick to think for yourself now. He would have cooed at you if it weren't for the tears blurring his own vision, toes curling in his shoes. By the time he finishes, you'll be full of his cum too. The game be damned.
After all, Eren Jaeger isn't known for his impulse control.
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"What's My Favorite?"
Part one: 👁🫦👁
Summary. ๋࣭ ⭑ Gojo asked you what your favorite body part of his is. You answer. And little did he know, you've thought about it before.
Including. ☾₊‧⁺ Smut, smut, smut. Mommy kink, f!reader, reader!dom, sub!Gojo, teasing, blow job, commanding, and maybe a part three.
Note from the author. ๋࣭ ⭑⚝ Sorry it took so long for a pt two! I broke a rib and had to go to the doctor, but I'm back! Hope you enjoy.
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From the look on his face, you can already tell he's surprised. That's exactly what you were planning. He's always the one stunning you. He's always the one flirting.
It's your turn today.
You lean your hand down to his shoulder, tracing down to his back and leaning a bit closer. Once he's gotten over the initial shock, he starts to flow in with you. Leaning down a bit to get closer to your level, he smirks as your hand traces down his back and down to the lower section of it.
"Getting frisky, eh?" He says in a whisper, simply licking his lips when you don't reply verbally. As your hands make their way to his outer thighs, he grabs your waist, making dead eye contact with you. You finally answer.
"You're one to talk. Or, maybe you're not. When you speak, you say the wrong words, Satoru. Let your body do the talking."
With a sultry and enchanting voice, you beckon him closer. Your eyes, half-covered by heavy lashes, seem to hold a mysterious allure that leaves him powerless to resist your charms. (Damn Grammarly slay)
Your fingers lightly trace the inner of his thighs, teasing softly by sliding closer and closer to his member, then following along his leg and down to his knee. That makes him scoff lightly at you, eyes rolling and falling back onto you with annoyance.
"You can't just-" You cut him off with a particularly attractive "Ah, ahh, Satoru. I just told you, do not speak. Be a good boy for me, eh?"
He stops breathing for a split second, eyes widening before he nods and chews the inside of his lip. The way you command him makes his stomach twist, along with the way you're touching him. He's getting further aroused along with desperate.
Gliding your fingers down his shins, you rub gentle circles around his ankle. This is your first time doing anything with Satoru. Of course, you're gonna study every inch of him. Not many people get this chance. You're gonna savor it.
You lean down to kiss his calf, working your way up and taking your time. Lolling out your tongue a bit, making your way up his leg with kisses and licks, you find your way back to his inner thighs.
You look up and make eye contact with him, and you're met with a face full of pure desperation and need. As you slowly drag down the waistband of his shorts and boxers, admiring every bit of skin that gets revealed, along with focusing your eyes on his trimmed happy trail, you leisurely uncover his now free boner.
As you go about your activities, you notice that his eyes are fixed on you, lingering on your every move. There's a distinct energy surrounding him, one that speaks of a deep-seated desire that he can't seem to shake off. You can sense his longing in the way he whimpers, like a puppy seeking affection. His furrowed brow and quivering lip are clear indications of just how strongly he feels. It's almost as if he's transfixed by you and everything you do, unable to look away or break the spell that you seem to have over him.
And what do you do? Smile up at him and mutter, "Thank you for this meal." Then start kitten-licking the tip of his dick, which, as you expected, is perfect. Thick at the base, with some girth, he's fairly long with a shorter, pink tip. Not to mention how well-groomed he is.
As you start to take more and more of his length, he starts to whine and whimper, eyes slightly rolling back when you twirl your tongue around him. You slide your hand up a bit before mumbling, "Take your shirt off," and he doesn't hesitate for a second. The shirt? Dramatically ripped off. Your hand? Shamelessly grasping at his abs, the other holding his waist.
You start to bob your head a bit faster around him, he moans out a lewd, "Nggh- Mommy, p-please, f-fuck..."
Your eyes close when he shakily grabs your hair. He whines loudly when you give him a warning nibble on his tip, telling him to let go of the hair you spent two hours doing. And he lets go faster than he cums when you gag around his cock, forcefully sucking it deeper into your throat as his liquids shoot out and down your throat.
He didn't precum, hell no, he didn't have time. The way you took him all the way so effortlessly, he could swear you've done this before thousands of times. He felt euphoric as his cum shot out in a pattern. You look up at him and swallow, not letting a drop spill from your pretty little mouth. And he stared back, seeing stars and your eyes, which he could never tell the difference from anyway.
He leans down, repeatedly kissing your head as his cock throbs and squirts in your mouth. He holds your cheeks, placing hard and aggressive kisses all over your face. He can't get over this feeling and doesn't know what else he can do.
After you take his cock from your mouth, you look up at him with a small smile, licking your lips as he wipes the drool from your chin, looking at you as he puts on his glasses. But, before he can, you grab his arm.
"We aren't done, pretty boy. You haven't even pleased me yet."
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