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jventureart · 14 days

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Pt. 1 of 2

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Pakkun: what's the situation, boss

Kks: well-

Bisuke: HEY, GAIS HERE

Ninken, greeting gai!

Gai: (laughing) Hi, boys!

Pakkun: you should have seen this coming, kid

Kks: yeah yeah

Gai laughing

Pakkun: Hey, gai

#just!! challenged myself to keep this a sketch #dropped the ball a bit with coloring it a tad but #whataya gonna do #the ninken are soft for gai & so is kks #i just wanted to draw 8 dogs 5 times #2 parts so i dont nerve out and not post lol #kakagai #gaikaka #maito gai #might guy #hatake kakashi #kakashi hatake #ninken #nart #naruto #naruto fanart #uhm what am I forgetting #jvart

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the-meme-monarch · 6 months

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hi (balling my fists and gritting my teeth so hard they’re bleeding) i like them

if you ship them go away 👍

under the cut is the drawing without the background, the screenshot this is based on + my talk sprites i made a while ago from here again. bc i had to redraw them <:]

#the art gallery #deltarune #scc #thought it’d be cute they have different poses post-game :]#like originally capn and kk are situated taller than sweet so post-game it’s vice versa

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yappersblog · 3 days

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stay ready — emily engstler [blurb]

synopsis. what’s better than napping with your favorite person in the whole world after a long and hard practice? absolutely nothing—or at least according to you and emily.

author’s note. this is my first time ever posting on tumblr so please be indulgent 🙏🏽 its quite short but i loved writing it!!!!!!!!! if any of you guys want to request; don’t be shy, my requests are wide open 😘

warnings. nothing except people in love.

help. liebe means love, tschüss means sweetheart & komm schon means come on in german.

more fics. my paige bueckers one. go take look 💋

“goodness…” you mumble to yourself while climbing up the three last stairs, your hands deep in your tracksuit’s pockets and your thighs screaming in pain.

today’s practice was extra hard for everyone—the coach deciding that this random wednesday was perfect for exhausting the whole team.

usually, you’re not the one who gets tired easily, but those cardio and reinforcement exercises had you dead on the floor; gasping for air and all.

you thought that it was just your body who decided to be lazy today, but when you saw your girl take a seat next to you on the floor, you quickly understood that training was hard—emily being one of the strongest people that you know.

luckily, the rest of the practice went pretty fast, leaving to you and the girls three more hours before team’s bonding—which is really just you and your teammates gossiping over chick-fil-a.

so this is why you’re actually standing in front of your girl’s dorm door, right after taking a very long and good shower and changing yourself into one of emily’s nike tracksuit that you stole from her dressing.

“who dissss?” you hear hailey’s voice, and then the door opening on the blonde’s face. she smiles when she realises it’s you, knowing perfectly that she isn’t the reason why you’re here—even if she’s your closest friend. “hi gorgeous” she invites you inside, closes the door and traps you in a hug. “em is in her room, don’t sleep too much—it’s your turn to bring food!” the blonde playfully says, while you’re making your way through the hallway—sending her thumbs up.

once you’re in front of her room, you knock quickly and don’t wait for her to allow you to enter, already knowing the answer, and come in emily’s tavern.

the german is laying down on her bed, airpods in her ears and phone in hand—the girl only wearing sweatpants and a shirt. her blonde hair are tied in a messy bun—showing off her neck tattoos—and her clear glasses are positioned on the bridge of her nose.

she looks delicious, and she definitely knows it.

hearing the door of her room opening, emily takes her eyes off her screen and lands them on your figure, trailing her pupils from your still-wet hair to your black tasman ugg’s. immediately, a smile takes place on her face and, without a single word, she opens wildly her arms—asking you to come to her.

“my baby” she mutters, when you don’t wait to get rid of your shoes and lay your whole body on hers.

before hiding your face in your favorite place (her neck) you can’t help but peck her lips a few times, humming softly against them. you feel her smile into one of your many kisses, and do the same—happy to be with your favorite person in the whole world.

“missed you…” you mumble again, leaving her soft lips to hide in her neck.

her body shakes under yours, and her little chuckles make their way to your ears—making you more at ease than you already were. “we just saw each other one hour ago liebe” she softly says, her left hand pushing your head more into her collarbone.

“don’t care… it’s too much” your girl laughs again, pressing a kiss against your freshly cleaned hair.

a few seconds pass, and silence takes place in the room—your head still mushed in your girlfriend’s warmth, her arms tightly wrapped around your waist; one hand under your vest and the other gently groping your lower back.

sleepy, you let her cologne, warmth and touch lull you to sleep.

you feel at home, surrounded by emily, and she might feel it because her embrace gets tighter around you—her lips being glued to your forehead and her mutters duplicating against your hair.

the two of you don’t need to speak, the silence is enough for you to understand each other’s needs.

and right now, what the two of you need is snuggles and a nap, which is why emily don’t wait more than a few seconds to put her phone down—not after taking a few pics of yourself being all up on her—and readjust your body on hers.

before joining you in your sleep, the blonde girl brings her blanket to your neck, tucking you and her own self in, and turns off the light from her bed—using her basketball skills to throw a random pen at the interrupter, not wanting to wake you up just to turn off the room’s light.

her eyes closed, cheek pressed up against your hair, arms embracing you and hands gripping everything she can—em feels like she’s in heaven.

she has everything she needs with her: you. and that’s enough for her to peacefully fall asleep, knowing that you’re safe in her arms.

but reality catches up with you two, manifesting itself in the form of a pretty blonde girl, who’s name’s hailey and who seems to be way too much excited when it’s only ten o’clock.

“lovebirds! the two of you need to get up!” she shouts while entering em’s bedroom, alexia trailing behind her with a little smile on her face. you groan loudly and emily shots her middle finger to her roommate. “yo, that’s mad disrespectful! anyway, get your asses up” hailey says, laughing when your girlfriend turns her back on her—bringing your body with hers. “come on girls!” she shakes em’s shoulders.

“hailey you’re getting on my nerves” you hear your girl mumbles, while tightening her hold on you.

“i don’t care, you bitches need to get up!” she chuckles while speaking, before calling out your name: “stop sleeping, i need my bestie back!” you groan again, too tired to move your lips.

“leave my girl alone” your girlfriend loudly says, taking a hold of your thighs and surrounding her waist by your legs. “go back to sleep tschüss” she whispers softly, her hand resting on your lower back.

so you do what you do the best (after being pretty): you listen to em’s words and try to go back to sleep—even if there’s a crazy blonde girl in your room who’s trying to get you up, and that your girlfriend is not sleeping anymore, too busy whisper-yelling to hailey.

“come ooooon! it’s been more than two hours!” she fusses again, her hands on her hips.

emily can’t help but roll her eyes, her head re-taking its place against yours. “bro, just give me ten minutes to wake her up” she gives in, tired of hearing her roommate’s whining about being hungry and bored.

“finally!” hailey smiles with all of her teeth. “i leave you two alone” and with that, she disappears and closes shut em’s bedroom door.

loudly sighing, the german takes a look at you—grinning at your sleeping figure.

gently slapping your ass, she scratches your back and presses a kiss on the skin of your neck. “come on baby, you have to wake up” you groan, again. it seems like nobody wants you to get your beauty sleep today. “come on” she says softly, trying to take you out of your haze.

“don’t want” you mumble, searching again for warmth and comfort in her neck.

“i know pretty girl, but you have to” she keeps on trying to wake you up, her tattooed hand grabbing your jaw and bringing your lips on hers—pecking them a few more times. “komm schon! we have to go get food for the girls” you shake your head once again.

“you liar, you told me to go back to sleep and now you wake me up. you don’t love me anymore?”

and this is maybe the worst thing you could have said, because the next second you feel your ass stings.

“ouch!” you scream, sitting up while bringing a hand to your stinging butt. “em!” she laughs, getting out of her bed to dress herself into one of her many sweater.

“that’s what you get when you talk shit” you roll your eyes.

emily hates when someone doubts of her love—and she hates it even more when that someone is you. she showers you with love everyday and is really serious about her feelings for you—the girl not standing when you or the girls refer her as cold lover or as a fuck-boy type of girl, even if it’s just all jokes.

she only has eyes for you. that’s all. and you must know it, or she’ll get mad—just like right now.

“you know i’m joking baby” you say, properly taking a seat on the bed and scratching your sleepy eyes. she doesn’t respond, only smirks and goes on with her preparation. “you’re driving?” you ask a few seconds later when you’re done with putting your shoes on, your eyes fully focused on the pretty girl in front of you.

“always” she affirms confidently and you smile. “let’s go?” your girlfriend asks, taking a look at you.

“yes” it’s your turn to get up, hands taking place in your pants’ pockets.

you’re making your way to the bedroom’s door, still sleepy but ready to go get food—your stomach already grumbling and waiting for the chicken to be delivered, but you’re stopped by em’s tattooed hands on your waist.

turning around, you’re met with her pretty face and sexy smile. she puckers her lips, then mumbles: “gimme a kiss” which you do, getting on your tippy toes to press your lips against hers.

she hums loudly into your kiss, her hands trailing down your back, before grabbing your ass and lifting you up—snatching a little scream out of your mouth and making your arms wrap around her neck; your fingers tracing the tattoos on it, that you know by heart now.

“em’!” she smiles, pulling out of your kiss.

“i love you” it’s your turn to grin.

“i love you too, babe”

written by © yappersblog, i do not accept plagiarism—this is my work and only mine.

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kamii-2 · 11 days

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can we get more kk arnold hcs x fem!reader?? oo and can reader be a volleyball player!! thank youuu💝💝

hi anon! yes i can do this, i was actually thinking of doing something like this but reader is a softball player and it would’ve been with paige 😭

warning(s): cussing, inappropriate jokes

genre: fluff

pairings: kk arnold x volleyball player!reader

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volleyball hcs

she goes to ALL of your games

thinks that you look really good in your volleyball shorts

you have tried to teach her how to play volleyball but she doesn’t pay attention for very long before she gets distracted

one time when you dived she yelled gyatt when you hit the floor 😭

the whole gym went quiet and her and whoever she was sitting with were laughing so hard

your teammates think kk is so funny

always puts on your shorts bc she thinks her ass looks fat in them

after games she carries your stuff for you bc she knows you’re tired

you do the same for her after her games

back to the shorts 😭 but she slaps your ass so hard when she sees you with them on

like i’m talking full on WIND UP slap

like ur in pain for like 10 minutes after

and it echoes

dating hcs

texts you paragraphs all the time

like it’ll be 10:47 pm and you’ll receive a long ass paragraph on how much she loves you

loves to kiss you

loves physical touch

absolutely whipped

will do anything for you

begging you to play fortnite constantly

definitely loves to play roblox with you

bothers you constantly

never ever lets you do her makeup

and if she does you have to offer her things in return (iykyk)

loves to lay in between your thighs, on your ass, stomach, anywhere on your body

she just loves cuddling in general

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hey i hope you enjoyed!! anyway sorry it’s short and hope you have a good day/night, love you 💋💋

#uconn huskies #uconn wbb #kk arnold x reader #kk arnold #wlw post #volleyball

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kkolg · 6 months

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You read the title, ROLL THE ANIMAL PLANET MUSIC-

Ahem, when a disassembly drone decides that they want to obtain a partner, they must prepare for the most spectacular show you have ever seen- with steps of course…

Step 1: Creating a display

Every great performance must have a stage to use, after all, what good is an amazing show without the looks to go with it? The disassembly will first fly around to find a wide open area to create their stage or “display”. The display that disassemblys make are usually large circles that are made out of old workers, oil, and many reflective materials. The disassemblys usually take workers that are the most chopped up and are still slightly filled with oil, they also take any excess oil they find to make the outline of the circle-like formation. The reason they do this is to prove to other drones that they are such effective hunters, they can allow quite a bit of oil to go to waste. The more oil; the better the hunter, which in turn leads to the higher likelihood of finding a partner.

Oh, well look at that- it seems a poor, little, drone has stumbled into this lovely display. It is time to impress.

Step 2: Impress

First impressions are always very important when it comes to anything, especially when trying to obtain a partner. Disassemblys will often first bring out their wings as high up as they can and begin to rattle the wing blades. They will try their best to look as presentable as possible by standing up tall, puffing their chest, hands behind their backs, etc…

If the drone has surprisingly stayed through to pre-show, then it’s on to the real performance.

Step 3: The Dance

Every disassembly’s dance is unique in its own way, but they do usually have certain things in common such as: hopping, twirling, shuffling, etc… The way each disassembly uses these techniques is what makes them different. You also will see constant eye contact and rattling of the wing blades during the show. As the performance goes on the disassembly will begin to get closer to the drone, who would usually be standing in the middle of the display, surrounding them in a spiral-like motion.

Unfortunately, the aforementioned shiny things don’t just attract potential mates, but also competition. Now there are many reasons why another disassembly may want to invade on such a ceremonial performance: the oil lying around, scraps, territory, or the other drone (wether it be for food or partnership) The performer however, will hardly go down without a fight. Surprisingly, disassemblys can be very civil creatures. When impeding on such an important performance like this, even disassemblys know that they shouldn’t cause blood oil-shed whenever there’s a poor, unsuspecting drone around (unless they’re not the one being swooned). Disassemblys will instead fight for dominance using their appearances and techniques alone. They’ll show off their claws and shake their wings and tail as a warning, then they usually begin to get int each other’s faces and start hissing and butting chests. They do this to try and push the other out of the circle. Why?

Because once a disassembly has been pushed out-

-it is a sign of weakness, and is taken as a loss.

Now that that has been handled, it is time for the final phase of the dance. Once a disassembly has gotten close enough to the other drone, they will begin to do light headbutts to the others chest. If the drone continues to stay, that in turn means they are completely comfortable with the other.

And now the ceremony is finally completed.

BASED ON @thecosmiccrow’s LOVELY HEADCANNON IT IS FOREVER ENGRAVED INTO MY BRAIN

#God fucking dammit I hate tumblr #Had to redo this whole post Jesus Christ #welp anyways #murder drones #md #murder drones uzi #uzi doorman #uzi md #serial designation n #n md #n murder drones #nuzi #n x uzi #biscuit bites #kk’s art #art #sketch

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katemartinismywife · 30 days

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☺︎ masterlist ☺︎

☺︎ started: 3/28/24 ☺︎ ☺︎ updated: 4/21/24 ☺︎

☺︎ senior night ☺︎ ☺︎ you're the one: mini-series ☺︎ ↳ part one ↳ part two ↳ part three ↳ final part

☺︎ for you ☺︎ ☺︎ found each other ☺︎

☺︎ baby mama: mini series ☺︎ ↳ part one ↳ part two ☺︎ big ten champs ☺︎

☺︎ just friends? ☺︎ ☺︎ communication ☺︎ ☺︎ all mine ☺︎

☺︎ falling for you...again ☺︎

☺︎ surprise - paige x azzi ☺︎ ☺︎ me and you - kk arnold ☺︎ ☺︎ just wanna be yours - kamilla cardoso ☺︎ ☺︎ i'm here - georgia amoore ☺︎ ☺︎ beach kisses - haley van lith ☺︎ ☺︎ comfort zone - juju watkins ☺︎

☺︎ ☺︎ ☺︎ ☺︎ ☺︎ ☺︎ ☺︎ ☺︎ more people coming soon!

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