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leggyre · 1 year
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HE,LLO WERE YOU JUST PLAYING SPLATZONES ON WAHOO WORLD WITH AN OCTOBRUSH?
YES I AM CURRENTLY PLAYING ANARCHY SERIES
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soyochii · 6 months
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2am satosugu if you even care🙄
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koobiie · 1 year
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i just know sanji would go crazy for ratatouille i know this 100% for a fact
bonus sanji singing la festin :-]
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chiptrillino · 3 months
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I'm sorry, just sent in 62 for the ask game because I'd overlooked that it's the amazing scifi thing!
Soooo 63?
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okay so... you know whats really funny here. i think made this while for the first time polls popped up on tumblr. and i had this werid idea of like... "choose your adventure" kind of story telling. but... lets be honest i don't have much... time to draw all the options? but this is still like... a sort of darker AU which is deer to my heart. and till today i don't know if they should have a happy end or not. sokka got shipwrecked. and to make his situation even worse zuko poped up and and took a bite of him.
the whole siren idea is more based on the sinister one. the one drowning and eating seamen. and zuko is now out to eat sokka. i have some plot lines written out. -sokka playing with zuko a game of riddles to buy himself some more time -zuko being unable to stay in the sun so sokka has to decide if he lest him take shelter underneath his make shift raft or lure him out of there to burn him. at the end sokka does get saved and can escape for some time? because zuko did end up biting him. and now sokka cant stop hearing him in his head, and zuko can still follow him. so... watch out sokka! zuko is on his way to eat you up but i still don't know if he means it literally or in a more plessurable way...
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andaniellight · 3 months
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one of the funniest gigs in pre-timeskip was that whenever Zoro tried to be considerate with the coward trio while handling their eager stupid captain is that this thing would bound to happen regardless of anything at all....
and then the aftermath would be like:
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4ndeka · 5 months
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god help anyone who disrespected his queen
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tojisun · 4 months
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i would loveeee to see what was like the first time simon and reader were like.. together uhum fucked…. like after they went out of the bar that they met at, yk what i mean??? my english is shit im so sorry but i loveeee how you write simon, soft and full of love 😫💞
HI ANON OMG ITS BEEN YEARS SINCE THIS ASK!! im so sorry for how late im replying :(( and no omg ur english is good, pls dont apologize for it ^v^ and thank u so so much ahhhhh <33
prev (context of the ask) // biker!simon mlist
!! smut - minors dni; praises (might be a kink but its def just simon being in luv); purity kink n dumbification but only if u squint hard; unrealistic sex (cervix penetration); female reader
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simon parks the car – johnny’s old dodge; fixed it up using scraps from the shop – in front of his place, silent as he listens to you breathe. you’ve been shivering since the entire ride, quiet puffs of your breath only breaking through when simon’s playlist lapses into silence.
he’s been eyeing you from the corners of his eyes ever since you two left the bar, watching as you played with the loose thread on your sweater, eyes darting between him and the expansive road. he licks the back of his teeth, unclenching his jaw to speak, only, you beat him to it.
“wanna kiss you,” you say, so soft that it almost gets drowned by the rising crescendo of the guitar rift rumbling from the speakers.
simon’s breath hitches, the grip he has on the steering wheel tightening, and he turns as you do, your shy gaze trailing from his fists to his eyes. there’s a spark somewhere there, an instant shift that has simon changing his gait, body rippling and before he knows it, he’s reaching out towards you.
you meet him halfway, body getting jostled until you freeze when the seatbelt snaps. simon takes over, reassuring as he brushes your hair away from your face, sure fingers trailing to click at the holster so that he can finally tug you close.
you clamber to his lap with his help, trembling legs going over the cup holders before settling on top of him, mindful of the horn. simon catches you anyway, big hands spanning your back, ghosting touches along your spine.
he feels your back quiver as you breathe in, memorizing the way you feel in his touch, on his lap, emitting warmth that tickles his skin. he stares at you for a moment, letting his heartbeat settle. then, he presses forward to catch your lips.
you gasp his name, a soft little thing that makes his lungs constrict. he holds you close, steadies you on top of him, slotting his lips easily against your own. your fingers fist his shirt, bundling the fabric tight, and simon groans when you melt on top of him, a pleasured sigh filtering through, splintering into the air, before being devoured by simon’s greed.
he nips at your lips, his tongue slick as it slide against yours, and it’s all too warm, too feverish, too good. and all parts not enough.
the clack of teeth echo in his ears, ringing so loudly, ripping him into needy shreds. you two separate with a whimper. simon blinks his eyes open, catching the way you chase his lips, your own throbbing and wet and plump.
“shit, baby,” he whispers and dives into you again, unable to stop himself.
smaller hands rove over his body, rubbing from his elbows to grip his shoulders, and settling atop his head to fist the strands of his hair. he growls at the first pull and it leaves you putty in his arms, swaying your hips like molten caramel – languid and tantalizing.
he needs more. desperately.
he breaks the kiss again, nuzzling his nose on yours in apology when you whined, and murmurs, “wanna take this inside?”
simon hears the ragged drag of your breath and feels the jostling of your head as you nod.
he hums. “use y’r words, sweetheart.”
“please,” you reply instantly. “i want to. take this inside, i mean.”
simon presses a quick kiss on your lips as a reward. “of course,” he says, gentle as he tugs you closer to him. “let me take care of you, yeah?”
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you hiccup at the first slide of his cock, gentle and tentative as it strokes past the fluttering lips of your dripping pussy, and presses in between your plush walls. you cry, burying your head on the pillows, feeling full even when simon’s cock isn’t even fully in yet.
the bulbed head breaches further, carving out space for his thickness, and you go taut, breathing raggedly, tongue dry and wet at the same time. distantly, you hear simon curse, lilted litanies of your name spilling from gritted teeth.
you feel your heart beat in staccato, pounding within the cages of your ribs at the realization that he’s feeling the same way – devoured by the intensity of your bodies matching up. you push your hips back to him, eating up more of his length, and simon’s hold on your waist gains strength, stopping you from moving any more.
it’s not like you can, not with the way your arms snap underneath the weight of your body and pleasure, and you tip into the sheets, a cry spilling from your lips. simon pauses, one of his hands leaving your waist to let his warm palm glide along your back. his touch tickles the ridges of your shoulder blades before he presses down on the valley along your spine.
he’s everywhere, it seems – deep in you, warm against your back. you don’t know what it is but it makes you sob, crashing desire razing from the base of your neck to the tips of your toes.
“shh, my love,” simon whispers, his voice ragged and thick with his own desire. “y’r doin’ so amazing for me. so beautiful. so delicate.”
you whimper, tilting your head to the side as you gasp in a breath. you try to reply but your tongue feels so heavy and your mind is blank. it is only filled with a deafening static and simon.
simonsimonsimon.
it’s all so much. it’s still not enough. it’s a miasma of carnality – ever so expanding now that you’ve got a taste of it.
simon kisses the back of your head. “can y’take all of it f’r me?”
all of it? all of him?
he’s not- he’s not fully in yet?
you garble a reply, a mix of yes and please and simon’s name. simon, in return, peppers kisses on your back and murmured words on the trembling rise of where your lungs are. he holds you again, his hands leaving your waist to wrap your fists with his warm touch instead, and it makes you swoon, unintelligible cooing noises tumbling from your lips and into the space between.
the moment simon sinks himself deep, his pelvis hitting the flesh of your ass, you keen, drawn out and long. tears trickle from your eyes and drool spill from the corner of your lips, staining his pillow. but it doesn’t matter because simon, big and filling simon, ruts his hips once, twice, three times, before he’s pulling out again.
“si-!” his name dies on your tongue when simon snaps his hips back, his cock sliding into your pussy and breaching your tight walls again. you scream, a broken cry of your pleasure ripping itself from your throat.
simon doesn’t let up, doesn’t stop – why would he? it feels so good!
sogoodsogoodsogood!
“so tight f’r me,” you hear him rumble, his lips close to your ear. he sounds so drunk in his pleasure. so drunk in you. “so good, lovie.”
“feel where i am hittin’?” he thrusts in harder, kissing somewhere deep, the thick head snug in your cunt. “feel me ‘ere?”
simon punches in his cock again, the weight of his balls slapping against your cunt, and you realize. god you realize what it is he’s hitting.
you squeal, slick gushing along the length of his cock, pooling along the wet lips of your pussy, slicking you two even more.
“yeah,” simon laughs, nipping along your neck. “s’your cervix, isn’t it, love?” he ruts his cock deep again when he says this, exchanging his fast thrusts for slow humping, making you feel every inch. every press.
you sob, nodding because yes, yes it is!
simon croons, nosing along your hair, breathing you in. “y’r takin’ me so well. takin’ me so greedily. y’r so precious, lovie. so perfect, so beautiful.”
his words slur together as he gets lost to his own pleasure, sinking into the euphoria engulfing him. you moan, choked squeals of his name lolling out of your babbling mouth. you feel untethered. floaty. you feel so full and so stuffed, your belly fluttering at every deep kiss of simon’s cock.
you feel so-
“simon! si- ah!- si! si!”
the spray of your squirt falls on your unhearing ears, a stuttering white buzz that fills your mind muffling everything that isn’t simon’s cock and your pleasure. simon curses from behind you, his face falling to the crook of your neck again, shaking as he fucks you harder and faster, sporadic thrusts turning into shallow pumps as he chases his own peaking pleasure.
and you take it. you take it like the good girl he told you that you are, limp and overstimulated, because simonsimonsimon.
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from: soap (02:13)
> so i dropped off your bike :D
> may have heard you fucking your date.
> how are your neighbours not calling to complain?
to: soap (06:23)
remind me to block your number. <
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WHEW!! not my best work :(( but i enjoyed writing this holy shit??
tagging: @babygirl-riley @teehee-47 @comeonatmebruh
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realizinau · 2 months
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This is an au i'm excited to see! Are they going to have any interactions with the other toys or the kids? Have a good time wherever you are!!
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Thank you!
Yep! Inside of the factory is like a weird little town or city for the toys that dwell within, so interaction between toys in different parts of the building is very frequent.
As for their interactions with the children, that will be elaborated on in a future post :3c
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Gave Catnap his Long Ass Tail back. Originally didn't have it because I thought it would be cumbersome for him in reality, but I have come to appreciate how iconic it is
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mblue-art · 1 month
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*angry duck noises*
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hey, little guy, what's wrong?
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rainbow-neko-artblog · 2 months
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So I’m guessing we’re all chipping in to feed the kids, its gonna be expensive
It’s gonna be a weird day for the Food workers
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Found family trope but make is SUPER weird for everyone involved.
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leggyre · 3 months
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Hiii! Hugs, love, and thanks for all of your characters!!!
WAAOGh throws jellybaeans at u,,
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ohposhers · 3 months
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Your Fleek content has chemically altered my brain in ways I can't describe/pos
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SOBBING AT THIS LMAOOOOOO FUCKING LITERALLYYYYY i love Creek being a horrible guy so much he wants to cause so much harm to everyone who wronged him and Floyd is his outlet to do that
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amberluvsbugs · 2 months
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Five nights at Freddy's Security Breach and Poppy Playtime walk into a restaurant or arcade.
What are the results?
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I think they would love to compete together in an arcade area.
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cupophrogs · 1 month
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Which of you three is the best fighter?
Also what would you say your guy’s strengths and weaknesses are?
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“Dogday, easily. Drew prefers to avoid combat, and I am more suited for utility and assisting! I’m not very strong, you see. It isn’t often that any situations come to “throwing hands” as Drew calls it, but should the occasional aggressive stray come up, Dogday becomes all bite and no bark!” (He’s a little protective)
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tojisun · 6 months
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Biker! Simon x Reader
https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8kNohx3/
I need this...
OH MY GOD??
him sliding her visor down for her, then the grab by the ass, the push down towards the fuel tank, then the slow ascent of his hand to choke her?? NO YEA BIKER!SIMON DOES THAT TO YOU FOR FUN. of course only in controlled, and somewhat private, areas!! after all, your safety goes above all else <3
BUT JUST.
imagining biker!simon helping you sit on the fuel tank, his eyes crinkled in delight when you whine how weird it is to be seated in front of him. he laughs when you tell him how you’re feeling somewhat shy now that you can actually see his face instead of just his back.
“it’s nice view though?” simon asks, his hands wrapped around your hips.
“it’s perfect,” you say, giddy smile widening as you giggle when simon finally pulls you closer to him, sliding you down from the tank until your ass falls to his lap.
“same ‘ere, sweetheart,” he murmurs as he slowly pushes you onto your back, his hands hungrily mapping your body, trailing burning touches from your hips to the sides of your ribs where he plants his thumbs just below your tits.
his eyes leave yours for a second, roving his gaze along your body, his nose flaring in desire. god, you’re just so beautiful.
he finally snaps his eyes back to yours, laughter rumbling from his throat when he sees the way you’re biting your bottom lip, nibbling it until it’s flushed and swollen.
he notes the way you look just as hungry, and he couldn’t help but bend forward to gently bump his helmet on yours. piercing the sudden loaded silence between you two, simon rumbles, “‘m lovin’ the view too much, actually.”
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im gonna eat my fist
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