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greenguy56 · 2 years

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Zaddy caviar (credit goes to windarcher discord server)

#cookie run kingdom #cookie run #crk update #crk leaks #crk spoilers #captain caviar cookie #zamn zaddy #damn zaddy

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c0wskull · 3 months

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Randomly thought of drawing billy Hargrove

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#billy hargrove #stranger things #art #artwork #traditional art #sketch #random #ghghh #🤤#zamn #zamn zaddy #yummy 🤤

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josie955 · 1 year

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Sigh..🤰🔥🔥🔥 I can't stop making edits this man..help..

#slash guns n roses #slash #slash gnr #80s rock #guns n roses #hot celebs #zamn zaddy #rockstars

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ekinnisms · 3 days

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I want them both

#hazbin hotel #fanart #lucifer my beloved #hazbin lucifer #lucifer morningstar #charlie morningstar #hazbin charlie #lucifer fanart #im going insane #im so tired #hot as hell #damn #zamn zaddy #im just a girl #bro imagine #iphone

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tragedysolars · 1 year

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//MONKIE KID SEASON 4 SPOILERS

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LISTEN- I KNOW HE'S A VILLAIN AND EVERYTHING BUT IT'S NOT MY FAULT HE'S HOT

#monkie kid #lego monkie kid #monkie kid season 4 #azure lion #monkie kid sun wukong #monkie kid spoilers #i wont him #hes so fine #zamn zaddy

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arlerts-angel · 1 month

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thinking about him 🩷😩‼️ and how much i love him. how badly i want him to **** **, **** ** , and ***** ** **.

#💬 — mack's motor mouth #text post #🧃— draken thirsting #ZAMN ZADDY #you so fineee 😩‼️#my pookie wookie bear

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chaotictasha · 1 year

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#daddy #zamn zaddy #what's wrong with me #b99 #defending jacob #andy barber #Chris Evans #sexiest man alive #chris evans #brooklyn 99 #daddy evans #late night escapades with chaotictasha

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pinkhellhasademon · 6 days

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Them tiddies don't lie😩😩😩😩😩❤️🤡.

I've named this nutjob dude , Da Fuc. I know I'm so creative u don't need to compliment me really

#art #artist on tumblr #anime fanart #anime #anime and manga #anime art #cartoon network #anime aesthetic #regular show oc #hot male #hot anime guys #man tiddies #zamn zaddy #i'm a simp #anime boy

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crocvnts · 5 months

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GUYS GUYS GUYS IT LOOKED AT ME FIRST I SWEAR-

#football #football player #i <3 football players #sergio ramos #GOD DAMN #put that thing back where it came from or so help me #zamn zaddy

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cliffbar-booth · 2 years

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Fantasies

prompt: you fantasize about Patrick Bateman

warnings: gore (mentioned), violent tendencies, smut, et cetera.

pairings: Patrick Bateman (Christian Bale) x Reader (female genitalia)

I want to go to a bar, possibly even get a reservation at Dorsia, meet a well dressed man by the name of Patrick Bateman. He goes to sit with me, finding interest in my outfit. We eventually start a conversation, mainly about musicians like Huey Lewis & the News. He grows fond of me and takes me to his house to stay for the night. I then sit on his beautiful sofa, getting a bit more relaxed and comfortable. He pulls out a hammer, tempted to bash my skull in, but decides to spare me. Soon after, he hands me a glass of wine and himself a cup of whiskey. After a bit of getting to know each other, and hearing him talk about how aroused he gets by blood, guts, and other gore-y things and me accepting that, he soon finds that he's more than interested in me. I'm on my way to the door, but before I can manage to grip onto the door-handle, he grabs me by the hips and turns me around to face him, my back against the door.

Bateman kisses me, not passionately, but hungrily, like a starved man seeing food for the first time in who knows how long. His hands roam around my body, mainly around my sides and thighs, but nonetheless, my body. Patrick soon moves his lips to my neck, leaving intricate and precise kisses and hickey all along the column of my neck, as if he had practiced this his whole life. Every move is well performed. Every. Move.

I groan softly as I see him remove his jacket, tie, suspenders, and shirt. He looks at me expectantly. I need to remove clothing before he does something murderous, if he plans on it at least. I remove every article of clothing from above the waist. I watch as he removes his pants, leaving him in his iconic white briefs. He watches me, almost as if he's waiting. I sigh mentally and remove my trousers. He loosens up a little.

"I'm still waiting, Y/N." He says, with his blatant and monotone voice. I look him in his eyes, only to see *nothing* staring back. He looks so dead inside. I digress. I remove my undergarment and watch as he does as well. Picking me up, he drops me onto his lush and (obviously) expensive bed, towering over me. Patrick's large hands soon find my vagina, his fingers slipping in precisely. Like I've said thereof, it's almost like he's practiced this forever. After teasing me, he decides that he'll spare me the tension and slips his c0ck in quickly. Already at a fast and merciless pace, I hear his soft and barely audible grunts and groans as I groan and make lewd noises as well. The apartment room is filled with nothing but lewd noises to be frank. Not too soon after this fiasco, my body feels like a rope on its very last thread. With a shrill moan, I cum. Patrick doesn't stop. He continues for what seems like decades, it seems to be that the robotic-like man won't stop until he's reached his own orgasm. Soon, I reach my second orgasm, starting to shake gently. Finally, after what felt like a millennia, he cums, pulling out of me and laying next to me. His face completely blank.

He looks to me not too long after and utters quietly:

"Who are you?"

I look confused for a moment, but realize the weight of this quarry.

"I'm someone that'll stay with you forever. If need be."

He swallows thickly, turning his head to the ceiling. "I.. I thought I was truly going insane, but I think I figured out what was happening mentally."

"what was it?"

"I think I love you, Y/N."

A long silence fills his expensive room with a great view.

"I love you too, Bateman."

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"L/N? Hello?" you snapped back to reality, only to see Patrick Bateman himself sitting in front of you at the table. We were at Dorsia. He had taken me out.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Bateman- I was zoning out" you muttered, embarrassed.

"I see, is that why you were staring at me very.." he paused to think of a word to describe it. "..longingly?"

shit.

TO BE CONTINUED 😈😈😈😈

#patrick bateman #american psycho #imagine #smut fanfiction #like zamn #zamn zaddy

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damien-wolfram-art · 6 months

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Not if, but When

It was a lazy morning in The Hidden Leaf Village. The wind blew gently through an open window to a young couple cuddling in bed. The man, Minato, read a book gifted to him by his sensei. His flushed cheeks betrayed the truth of his guilt as his wife, Kushina, lay in his lap still snoozing. He and his students had a mission later that afternoon, but he wanted to get through one last chapter before he got ready.

Kushina mumbled something before lifting her head from her husband’s lap. Her bright red hair was a wild mess that matched Minato’s blond bird’s nest. “Morning, y’know,” she greeted him.

“Good morning, Kushina,” Minato responded, quickly hiding his reading material.

Kushina squinted at him, wiping the drool from her mouth to speak, “hey…was that one of Jiraiya’s…”

“Uhh…” Minato was busted.

Kushina sprung to life and jumped on top of Minato. “It was! Minato you naughty little- do I have to remind you? You have a mission today y’know!”

“Well, uh… you see….”

“You should know better than to read that stuff before a mission! It’ll distract you! You know the shinobi prohibitions!”

“I’m sure it’ll be fine,” Minato reassured timidly.

Kushina rested a bit firmer on him and she could feel him pressing back through her netted underwear. She sneered, “oh really? Then you should be able to handle this too.” She rocked her hips and the two of them threw their heads back, huffing in lecherous gratification.

Minato considered himself lucky that Kushina was feeling as hot as he was that morning and wasn’t looking to pound the prohibitions into him with her fists. Those were the types of mornings he loved the most. “I can’t wait to see you later if everything works out today,” he said.

Suddenly, he found himself wrapped up in the powerful sealing chains of his jinchuriki lover. Her hair had grown even wilder, and she pulled the chains tighter with a powerful tug. “What did you saaay?” she hissed, pushing up and in close to her husband’s face. “If?” She forced a threatening smile. “Whaddaya mean if, y’know?!”

“It’s just-”

“Just nothing! You will be coming back y’know! There is no if!” She got up, releasing him and hopping off of the bed “Sooo you can be plenty excited to see me later when you get back! After all,” she looked back and said, “you want the rest, don’t you?”

Minato smiled nervously and swallowed a lump in his throat. A bead of sweat rolled down from his brow. Somehow, he was even more excited now. He had no choice. He would have to make it back.

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