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intrn37 · 1 year
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Whenever someone tells me that they saw a video or a picture of this awesome guitarist with really curly hair that had a queer friend I always ask myself, “Brian May or Ray Toro?”
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todayisafridaynight · 3 months
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no one even knows ive been hot gluing this frame to my brain walls for the past three days
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omegalomania · 1 year
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gang its 2023 can we please please please PLEASE stop tagging images of joe trohman with #ray toro and vice versa. please. im begging you on my hands and knees to stop doing this. i dont care if its funny haha sillee joke because both bands have a curly haired guitarist whos very pretty to look at cause at this point its just kind of exhausting
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whizzeryuri · 4 days
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dont know if it's the way michael rupert is like a gentle mammal to me or the way c borle is constantly rolling his eyes hard smiling Scowling throughout all of act 1 but there is a clear distinction to me between marvins characterisations from obc to revival. two different gals
edit: although when obc is physical he is Physical poor poor act I furniture
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zihette · 2 years
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Play your part
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rangerpanties · 11 months
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every day it is reinforced that deleting tiktok was the greatest decision of my life
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mr chemical romance featuring piss, vinegar and mikey fucking way
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starsweepers · 7 months
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anyone else ever panic you've answered an ask on the wrong blog even though that's quite literally impossible?
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stairs-feooff · 1 year
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I know it is what I get for being on tiktok (sorry sometimes people are really funny) but I literally had someone this morning respond to a comment I made like ‘I had no idea princess fro fro was racist!’ BE FUCKING FOR REAL RIGHT NOW
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theghostofhelena113 · 2 years
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jadipose · 8 months
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God damn these pics are hot. When did she get so HUGE? "its so beautiful out there baby itll be worth the wait trust me 😘 i hope you have a marvelous day i wish i was there with you!!!"
'go+o+dnight mo+mmy 💚💚 yo+u can send me so+me mo+re mo+ney in the mo+rning i'll send yo+u pictures!!!'
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hoshigray · 6 months
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𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 | fushiguro tōji
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𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: Toji being a pxssy-eating menace man idk, we all watched the same episode, ykw scene I'm talking about!! like sir put that tongue away before i suck on it :/ @ramonathinks ahemmm, I did it (,,>﹏<,,)
𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: Toji x fem! reader - explicit content; minors DNI - oral (f! receiving) - biting/nibbling (ankle, inner thigh) - fingering (f! receiving) - clitoral play (swiping and pinching) - overstimulation - impact play (pussy slaps) - pet names (baby, mama, princess) - heavy depiction of receiving oral.
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“—Hahhhn! Uhhhn!! T–Toji, stop—Ehhkk!!”
It all happened in a flash, way too fast for you to comprehend. The man hadn’t said a single word to you when he came home; you greeted him sweetly when you saw him from the other side of the kitchen island. You were just about to get ready to cook dinner for the night. Next thing you know, the man brings his lips to yours, surprising you with a squeak when he sweeps you off the floor. 
He brings you to the dinner table, immediately having you lie on your back. His kiss continues to become more passionate, drowning your moans with the thrust of his tongue in your mouth, and his hands prop your legs apart after pulling your bottoms off of your legs. Exposing your panties, you break the kiss with a bashful tone. “Toji, wait! Don’t look at—Nnnmph!”
“Heh, well, look at this,” the older man whistles, noticing the lacy designs of your undergarment. “What’s the occasion, lookin’ all sexy fr’ me, mama?” He doesn’t even give you time to respond to his rhetoric. Toji’s fingers press into the crotch panel of your underwear, teasing and sinking between your folds. To and fro motions of his digits evoke whimpers past your control, and it only takes seconds for a wet spot to come to fruition on the material.
He slips one finger inside your leaky entrance, and a sharp gasp is released from your pretty lips. Toji notices your legs quiver and his touch, bringing one to rest on your shoulder. The space between you two is soon filled with erotic noises coming from your lower region, coating his digit with your wetness as it brushes the gummy walls of your chasm. 
“Ohhhh, ohoooo, Tojiiiii, yourrr fingersss,” You try to say something to him, but it’s to no avail as he slips in his middle finger. The addition of another thick digit has your body jolt upward. He snickers, kissing and licking your ankle as his emerald eyes scan your reaction. 
“Hmm? What about my fingers, baby?” Oh, he knows; he just loves to tease. His hand pulls your lace material off and has it meet the wooden floor, your bare cunt finally freed and wet for him. His fingers slide back easily, his fingertips scraping your velvety texture with precision. The heat on your face makes your ears ring, along with the noises from Toji playing with your pussy. 
Then suddenly, you choke on your spit when you feel his thumb on your clitoris. Oh, it has you seeing stars as he presses the delicate bud down. “Ahhhck!! Ahhaann!! T–Toji, nooo!! I’ll cum, I’ll—OhJesussss…” 
His thumb then swipes your clit, and it has your back curving up to him. “What’s that, princess? Wanna cum for Daddy, huh?” He bends down to observe your blissful expressions fully, massaging your thigh with his free hand.
“—Yessss, please, lemme cummm..” You sound real pathetic with your words slurring out like that, but your brain is gradually evolving to mush. It’s embarrassing, yet worrying about your responses is the last thing on your mind now.
However, he doesn’t use his fingers. No, no. He withdraws them from your slit, and the whine you let out only feeds his ego. Instead, he kisses from your ankle to your inner thigh, nipping and nibbling your skin as he ventures down. And when he approaches your bare cunt, he tantalizing licks your folds and clit, his hands keeping your hips in his stronghold to prevent you from removing yourself.
You can squirm all you want, but it won’t stop him from having his lips stuffed into your swollen lips. His tongue circled and lapped around your folds and clitoris with a vigor that could shut you down. And if you keep trying to escape his feasting, Toji won’t hesitate to correct you with a slap to your cunt, a sharp and choked sob comes along with the quick pain before he returns to lapping your essence. Your climax climbs up tenfold – it hits you before you can even prepare yourself. 
With shaky legs and an elated wail, you come into this man’s mouth. Your eyes begin to water as your body experiences the electrifying shocks crawling up your spine, your chasm contracting through the high. And Toji happily takes it all in, his nose buried close to your clit while drinking your release. It’s all too much to bear, your mind stuck in a haze, staring aimlessly at the dining room ceiling. 
Finally, when your body stops shivering, Toji removes his lips and fingers from you, licking access from his scarred lips and digits. Here, you can finally get some grounding, your breathing falling into a fixed tempo and the fog that clouds your brain up— “Eyaahhhh!!”
Or so you thought. Because Toji then gives your sensitive folds another smack, your cries dialing to screams when his thumb and forefinger return to pinch your clitoris. Tears form and threaten to fall as the man grins hard.
“C’mon, mama. I know ya can cum fr’ me more than that. Be a good girl and keep sittin’ there lookin’ pretty, ‘kay? 
Oh, poor you. It’s a good thing you didn’t leave anything cooking yet.
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© 𝐇𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐲2023 – dividers from @/animatedglittergraphics-n-more
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fqntasies · 14 days
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Just a taste, baby - Feyd Rautha x Reader
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summary: You and Feyd-Rautha have been connected through dreams since childhood; a complex inner-working of the Bene Gesserit mothers to join your bloodlines. It binds the two of you in a pull you can't escape (nor do you want to). Feyd is absolutely feral for you.
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disclaimer: characters may be out of character, specifically feyd, considering his desperate softness here. just a forewarning.
You were trapped, breaths coming out of shallow pants as you felt the scratch of the cement structure beneath your palms. He had you against the wall in a hidden alcove; along one of the lengthy corridors of the palace in Giedi Prime. Your mouths were just breaths apart. In fact the Harkonnen before you seemed intent on matching your breaths, mingling them. Tasting your tiny pants as his own. It made your eyes heavy, made you want to tilt your head back and close your eyes, give him access to the expanse of your neck.
"sweetness." He rasped, unable to control himself. The Na-Baron wrapped an arm about your waist, a vice arching you against him as he lowered a wanting mouth to your neck, licking and sucking where the two met. You mewled at the wet heat, felt him growl desperately at the taste.
The two of you hadn't even kissed yet - but the wait; the dreams - you both knew each other to the soul.
---- flashback ----------
The sands of Arakis and Geidi Prime alike carried mysteries of prophesies of the lisan-al-gaib. But midst such tales, the Bene-Geserit mothers also had worked to connect bloodlines through dreams. The Na-Baron and the princess of Arrakis had been bound by such since birth. A well-planned move to align feuds and place power into wanting hands in preparation of war. A web of politcal conspiracy only they controlled. Their plans could not be foiled.
But Feyd couldn't care less about such witchcraft; and neither, if one were honest, could you. The two of you had known of this binding since a young age. And when you had met as children too - the connection had been strong.
"Their line is bright" The reverend mother's voice had burned into your mind, even at 10 years old.
You remembered her cloaked form; a black shadow against the haze of the horizon, a tower above you as she turned from your parents. Her voice had been void of emotion, except for a smugness you didn't understand. But when you turned to glance at the older boy before you (such a uniquely beautiful boy; broad shoulders and smooth skin, black attire across a lithe form), his eyes shone with an intensity that surprised her. Dark, watching, intrigued. He intimidated you. He made you curious.
At 15 years of age, the Na-Baron hadn't spoken in their meeting; but he had felt more than he had imagined. The girl...she had made him feel things. It confused and awakened him to something he had never known. His uncle had never spoken of such a pull. A need.
When the ship had arrived to his homeworld, and the strange foreigners parted like a sea, Feyd-Rautha found himself straightening to his full height; head lowered as he studied them beneath an angled gaze. Garbs of strange colors - hair he had never seen before in elegant styles. He would be Harkonnen predator. He would be a warrior. Strike fear in these alien people, show the Baron he was not swayed so easily by something new.
But then-
Swathed in layers of white, a girl stepped forward; dainty and gracious above all else; practically floating across the landing platform. Yet her eyes betrayed her; darting to capture the landscape, thrown off perhaps by the infrared of Giedi Prime's black sun above them.
She was drinking in the strange newness before her, and then they found him. Feyd felt his chest tighten. Fists clenched. Heat brimmed under the chestplate of his armor.
She looked like some newborn animal, caught in his gaze. But they both felt it. The familiarity. The warm hum between them. It made you want to slip from the safety of your parents and stand beside him, as though his shadow was more protection than the whole parade your own family brought with them. You wondered if he'd felt the same.
Three nights later, you had dreamed of him. A bit older, hand in his as he raised it to his lips. His eyes had never left yours. As a young girl it made you blush. Now...
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You made a breathy sound as his tongue lathed the mark he had made, moving with a lazy carelessness across your pulse, hungry above all else, uncaring for decorum. He wanted to devour you entirely. He wanted you to see you helpless and delirious against him, just as you were now. As you were in all his dreams.
He knew you'd had them all too. His eyes on you at their wedding. His tongue against yours, moans and tastes and hunger. You watching from the arena as he slaughtered man after man, coated and heaving. He felt like a beast.
"Feyd-" His name barely formed, like a prayer from your lips.
His eyes nearly lolled in his head at the way you sounded, and he dragged his wanting mouth up to meet yours. Wet and wanting. Feyd's free hand shifted to engulf your slender neck, moving your head against his mouth to deepen the kiss, taste all of you. Consume.
The Na-Baron was all muscle and prowess, a looming figure that practically dwarfed you. The spanse of his shoulders alone were sinful, and deep down you loved how it felt to be completely in his grasp. Guiding you in your movements.
Feyd's tongue sought yours as much as he could, controlling and demanding - but you were a needy little thing too, weren't you? In the haze of passion you were pressing into him - leaning just as much towards his heat as he was pushing you both together. You sucked his plush bottom lip into your mouth - unable to help yourself. After all, why was he made so beautiful, if not to kiss? He was quick to follow, biting your own with a growl that made your knees practically give, and following with his greedy tongue.
"You're going to be my wife." the words are a promise, his eyes glittering under the low light; shadows flashign with the coming storm. You part your mouth as though to taste him again, a helpless 'please' slipping past as you arch in his grasp.
Feyd practically took you then and there. Enter the nearest room... make all his dreams a reality. His patience was nearly worn thin. Years of waiting, of hunger. And now it was here. You were in his reach, that tempting little waist; those hips. It made him absolutely insane.
He wets his lips, gaze feverish.
"tomorrow. tomorrow sweetness, hmm? Can wait that long?" He intends to tease you, but he knows he speaks to himself, his jaw locking as he adjusts his arms to press you against him.
You're so fucking soft. It makes him groan. Of all the things he's known in his life, softness was not one of them, save for the flashes of you in his dreams. He craved you like a creature starved. Thoughts of you made him fight better. Made him kill easier.
There's a rumble suddenly of a drone; Harkonnen orders breaking the silence in distorted code. The words don't make sense to your ears. Not yet anyway. You hope to make progress in the language, but it was a challenge; more than others. The variety of tones were a feat for any foreigner to take on; but this was to be your home. A lady of harkonnen would learn her husband's native tongue.
You know he has to leave.
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wheredafandomat · 4 months
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Can you make a breeding k!nk Loki one shot please? Also love your one shots so much!!
Thank you!! And absolutely ❤️
Thats my girl | Loki x female reader
18+ | smut
The sound of the headboard hitting the wall reverberated around the room as Loki fucked you, his pleasured pants growing louder as you moaned his name. You tightened your legs around him, pulling him closer towards you. With each thrust, he pushed you further up the bed, your head buried into the pillows beneath you as your moans grew louder.
“You feel so good” Loki praised through gritted teeth, his eyes closing as he flicked the hair that was clinging to the sweat beading on his forehead out of his face. “This pretty pussy is all mine” he continued to preach, almost incoherently as you clenched your walls around him, coaxing him in deeper. “Gonna fill you up, let everyone know who you belong to” he grunted, his thrusts hard as your nails dug into his back leaving harsh red lines in their wake.
“I need it Loki, want you to fill me up” you mewled, looking up at him through your lashes.
“Yeah, want me to make you a mum?” He smirked, looking down at you with a burning desire.
“Please, need your cum” you practically begged, nodding.
“Mhmm?” He hummed “gonna let me fuck you raw? Put a baby into you?” He questioned, his hips rocking into yours.
“Fuck Loki, yess” you whimpered, gasping slightly as Loki paused his movements, reaching between you to rip off the condom that was seperating you both. “Fuck!” You groaned as he entered you again, slower this time with his bare cock. Your walls gripped him tightly, your body craving his seed as he sank into you.
“I’m gonna get you pregnant” Loki uttered breathlessly as he moved in and out of you.
“Ughhh, yess” you moaned lewdly, the feeling of Loki’s cock inside of you intensifying at the sound of his words.
“You like it? Huh? The feeling of my cock buried deep inside of you?” Loki questioned smugly, he could feel that you were close.
“Yes, yesss” you almost cried.
“You like that I’m going to put a baby in you?” He continued to reel, almost beratingly.
“Fuckk Lokiii” you practically shrieked, your orgasm approaching.
“Gonna do it, gonna fuck a baby into you” he governed, his thrusts speeding as he began to grunt, hips moving to and fro.
“I’m cumming” you near cried, the pleasure consuming you.
“Ugh, fuck” Loki panted gruffly as his movements stilled, hips stuttering as he released, shooting his load inside of you. “That’s my girl, taking it so good” he praised, his warm seed filling you as you smiled lazily up at him.
“I fucking—” you started, pulling Loki into a messy kiss “love you.”
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OMGEE!!! TW G-NOTE!!!! MOIKEY THE UNICORN!!! PRINCESS FRO FRO!! GEE IS SUCH A SASSY DIVA!!! WAIT WHAT DO U MEAN FRONKIE ISNT 2 INCHES TALL IRL?!?!? EMO TRINITY!!!1!1!
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harveywritings92 · 1 year
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{A few days after that weird encounter, Ghost, Soap and Gaz are at a small bar in town.]
Soap, nudging Ghost in the side: Et, Lt, Check it out it’s yer girlfriend.~
Ghost, looks at him like he grew six heads:...
Gaz: The lady who caught us in her backyard and ask if we were on drugs? 
{Ghost looks over his shoulder to see they weren’t joking, it was her. She was with a man and both looked annoyed at each other’s presence as they sat down behind the three solders.]
Man:  Are you seriously looking at me and telling me that I’m wrong?!
R/n: Oh, come on, Dude! They have one female servicing a large group of males. That implies a species that lays eggs!
Man: Oh my God, you're crazy! They're so obviously mammals!
R/n: Please! She'd be in estrus 24/7 if she didn't lay eggs!
Man: Smurfs don't lay eggs! I won't tell you this again! Papa Smurf has a fucking beard! They're mammals! Christ! This is as stupid as Your “the North witch is a princess.” debate!
R/n: She’s wears a pink puffy gown, has a tiara. And came down from the sky in a sparkly bubble! If that doesn’t scream “I’m a princess” then what does!?
Bartender: HEY! L/N, MAN’S NAME! STOP FUCKING YELLING AT EACH OVER CARTOONS OR GET THE FUCK OUT, YER DISTURBING THE OTHER CUSTOMERS!
[R/n and her friend sheepish quiet down and order some drinks, R/n goes to get her beer when she pauses and stares at Ghost perplex.]
R/n: Wait,...Don’t I know you?
Ghost: Doubtfu-
R/n: No, those eyes...*snaps her fingers* Yeah, yeah! You’re that soldier fro-- Epp!
[Ghost jumps off his stool, quickly grabs R/n’s arm pulls her towards the backdoor.]
Ghost: You said you’d forget about that!
R/n: You really thought I’d pretend like I didn’t catch a bunch armed men in my backyard getting ready to raid my neighbor’s house? …Maybe you are on drugs.
Ghost, flatly: I’m not on drugs...
R/n: Right, whatever. Can I have my arm back, or do you want my number first?
Ghost:...Is the good witch Glenda a princess?
{That’s how Ghost got R/n’s number.]
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