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joannavou · 6 months
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Dedicated to those that don't like AI art 🖕🖕🖕 Made using BING AI image creator
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joyful-gifts · 1 year
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(via Finger Up The Bum No Harm Done Poster by joystocktreats)
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jontykm · 2 years
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👀🌸💕💯 Ari wears Bubble Rush Top and Patchwork Blanket Sweatpants. The latter are still available 💯💯 Clothing, Styling, Creative Direction (or lack thereof) @jontykmellmann Photography @gregoremmanuel_ Models @ufokink @maggot.brains 🙏🙏🙏 #alternativefashion #fantastictoiles #downcycling #upyours #gothiclolita #swaggysweats #bubblytop #pastelgoth #harajukufashion #londonfashion #swag #drip #jontykristianmellmann (at Fountayne Road) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ciw5g9TtoHQ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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northroadtattoo · 2 years
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#northroadtattoo #brighton #northlaine #bn1 #northlainetattoo #middlefinger #skeleton #flipthebird #upyours #brightontattooartists #brightontattoostudio #tattoos #tattoo #tattooideas @rapidotat2 @north_road_tattoo_brighton (at North Road Tattoo) https://www.instagram.com/p/CeN_hoiLCBw/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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tbyhllz · 2 years
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For those people who claim I post to many half naked pictures 😂 #bodyshamers #eatit #fyou #upyours #ifeelpritty #🤣 #single https://www.instagram.com/p/CdcwzNPL_nA/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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guessimdumb · 1 year
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Graham Parker - Let It Rain (1973)
A friend convinced me to go see Graham Parker a couple of nights ago, and I was pleasantly surprised - he was in great voice, and less bitter than previously.  He performed this song from the absolute opposite end of his career - a demo recorded before he got signed.  Good stuff.
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ghoulodont · 8 months
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portkill · 2 years
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rare oc posting moment lol
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faerociousbeast · 1 year
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zoro and sanji WILDING
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russellsppttemplates · 2 months
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In dedication to Alexandra's post on tiktok featuring a song Touch tank by Quinnie. We need a blurb where Charles goes down on reader.
P.S: Alex is so real for that 🤭
Cw: smut
“I'm yours, bébé", Charles said in a low tone as you took in the sound of his voice, pushing your hips further into him, “Can I take these off?”, he asked, fingers tucked on the lacey material either side of your hips.
"Yes, please", you you cried out, tugging on the crisp white sheets.
Charles complied quickly, tearing the lace down your legs and flinging it across the room before the lowered his face, achingly close to where you were needed him the most. His teeth grazed your thighs as he kissed along the soft skin as you squeezed your eyes shit, preparing yourself for when his mouth landed and settled on your pussy, spit further soddenning your folds.
He ran his tongue through your folds and over your clit, circling the bud a couple of times before repeating the sequence. He alternated between long strokes and short licks, flattening his tongue against you when he felt your hands on his hair, pulling on the brown waved as you squirmed and moaned.
"Do you want my fingers too, ma belle?", he smirked as you nodded eagerly,
Wanting to keep you in place, Charles used his arm to lock your thigh in place, pinning you to the bed before looking up at you, “are you going to cum for me, bébé?”, he asked, marking his words by putting his mouth back on you, lapping the wetness in your pussy.
Sliding two fingers in, he saw your face twist deliciously at the pleasure he was giving you, prompting him to work his fingers in and out, curling them softly against your walls.
You were writhing on the bed, whines and moans coming out of your mouth as you pulled on the sheets again, afraid you'd hurt Charles as he expertly twisted his fingers and spurred you on.
Your boyfriend looked feral, lips puffy and covered in the wetness as you came, your legs feeling aftershocks of the orgasm setting in.
"Amour", he gasped, crawling upyour body until he faced you again, your smile hazy and eyes blurry from tears at the intensity of your orgasm. He kissed your cheek, moving to your jaw and then the bade of your throat, pulling one last croaked out moan from your throat before he kissed your lips, "I'm yours, amour, and you're mine", he smirked.
(Thank you for submitting an ask ✨️)
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ackerifle · 6 months
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emotional support doll!
yan. postwar levi ackerman x fem. reader
+ CW. — sensory deprivation, blindfolding, bondage, non-sexual nudity, unsolicited picture taking, implied past: drugging, rape/non-con & forced-marriage, path to mind break.
it is awfully quiet with you and him. silent even, and perhaps you would have presumed you had finally been let go of and given up, if it weren’t for the feeling of his hungry touch hot on your skin. your eyes remained open, even if there wasn’t anything for you to see; just empty space, an endless nothingness. it doesn’t quite calm you like it once had, you always used to prefer it over his company. it doesn’t anger you as it would have in the past, to be left alone that is, your wrath has long died out anyway. it doesn’t even make you nervous, fearful; it doesn’t make you feel anything, that is what truly scares you. and you understand it now, it seems the only one who had given up— was you.
but the feeling of the gentle, though firm bindings of thick rope that bend and curve around your body in the nicest, prettiest ways keep you from completely dissociating. from not thinking, not thinking of anything but him.
levi had spent an unsettlingly thorough, and meticulous time tying you up. and if you hadn’t known any better, you would daresay he even struggled to do so. if there is one truth about levi’s love for you, it is that he certainly enjoys taking his time with you, in every way, but you are no stranger to being forcefully and willingly chained by him, and it has never taken him this painstakingly long. a part of you wonders if he had done it on purpose, how cruel that would be, to let his hands linger dreadfully slow on your body, lithe fingers leaving phantom touches where the ropes just barely meet your fragile flesh. it isn’t as if he needs to use psychological torture on you, at least not anymore, but levi is not above playing with you, it is his favorite pastime after all.
you had heard him sigh, heard him smile, when he leisurely, near reluctantly pulled his hands away from your naked figure. as if to admire his work well done, there was but a short-lived moment of being unrestrained, if not by the constricting binds, by levi’s touch, by him. but he was still so close, his shallow breaths lightly tickled the skin on your face, and the warmth emanating from his body felt undeniably good on your bare form. you may have even craved his embrace if it weren’t for it being levi of all men. he abruptly settles his hands on your hips, and it startles you, but it isn’t his skin on yours that does so, it is how tender he is being with you. levi strokes mindless, soothing circles on the delicate fat of your hips with his thumb, a distant expression plastered to his face.
to anyone else, he may have appeared bored, but if anything, levi is absolutely enamored by your vulnerability in his presence; he is as focused as ever, “the war is over.” his hands tentatively run up the sides of your body, ascending from your hips to your abdomen— and even as he frequently encountered the ropes while working his way upyour body, he still ensured his hold on you, and you felt the pressure of cord’s restrictions increase under the weight of his fingers.
“they are calling it, the battle of heaven and earth.” levi slides his hands up against your rib cage, and your breath hitches when you feel the touch of his fingers cupping the underside of your chest. his thumbs only just come to rest on your breasts, narrowly avoiding your sensitive nipples, “the survey corps has disbanded, all of the military regiments have.”
levi suddenly envelops you into his arms, encasing you in a suffocating hug, as if he were trying to smother you. with one harsh tug, he jerks your entire body forward, and you are no longer sitting on the hard wooden surface that you now believe was a desk, but something cushy. your legs adjust over what feels to be the armrests of a chair, promptly spreading your legs to accommodate the body that has been trapped in between them. the uncomfortable squirming has you fighting to maintain your balance, but levi doesn’t allow you to lean back too far, not with the clutch he has on you. you’re breathless, huffing and puffing, and he lets you do all the work, lets you tire yourself out because levi knows once he does, you won’t say no to his touch, to him.
“i went to visit erwin and hange when i came back to get you.” of course it was foolish of you to think he had forgotten about you, but you wish he had. levi props you up, straightening your posture atop his lap, and a ghost of a smile reaches his lips when he realizes you’ve finally gone limp in his grasp, “those two kids from the war helped me unload all of your stuff.” and then you feel his fingers untie the cloth around your eyes, letting it fall to the floor.
it’s brutal the way the light utterly overwhelms your vision, it causes you to squint your eyes until you’re unable to see anything at all. levi is patient, granting you the much needed time for your eyes to adapt to the change in brightness and added scenery. with your head motionlessly still, you only move your eyes, and the first thing you look at once you’ve regained your sight is your surroundings. the inside of a house, cozy in nature, and well furnished and decorated as if it had been well lived in for years. there was a solace to the otherwise unfamiliar ambience, and it had felt… domestic, and that thought alone unnerved you to no end. but what was more unnerving, was the framed portrait— no, photograph (as the other side of the world had called it), of you.
disheveled in formal attire and unconscious, you recall this memory. it had been during the scouts’ undercover excursion to marley, when the 14th commander, the special operation’s captain and his squad, tour guide extraordinaire onyankopon, and yourself ventured into uncharted land that you all hadn’t believed to exist for the past century. after the curt though crucial meeting with lady azumabito, and the mess that was hauling a handful of inebriated young soldiers back to the hotel, you were looking forward to getting some rest. but not without levi offering you a glass of wine. in hindsight, you surmise this is where your relationship with the man had gone to absolute shit, or maybe it had always been this way, and you simply didn’t pay enough attention to him to notice until it was too late. well you most certainly pay him enough attention now, so what does it matter? at the time, the alarm bells in your head weren’t ringing, they weren’t even going off; you were exhausted, and who were you to deny a kind drink that you now realize had no clue where it had come from. when you awoke on the following day, you presumed you must have discarded your clothes while drunk, but seeing this photo makes you certain that levi took them off.
you stop thinking when levi grabs your face. you can feel each of his hands on either side of your face, his left one only a little higher than the other, with his thumb dangerously close to the corner of your eye; and his right one, with what you now determine has two missing fingers, cupping your jawline. ever so slightly, he tilts your head down to look at him. and for the first time, you see his injuries. his eye, his face, his hand, he is incomplete. but it isn’t enough to make you feel marginally better in the slightest, not when levi stares at you like he can’t believe you're real, like he can’t believe that you are here, that this is something he, admittedly, wanted to do forever— or at least since meeting you, since wanting you. but he had far too many responsibilities and the burden of being ‘humanity’s strongest soldier.’ but now he is just levi ackerman, and he can live how he has always wanted to, with you, somewhere that is only with you.
“we have a home together now.” with only a touch of added force, levi brings your forehead to rest against his. it is an intimate gesture, and for some reason, it feels more intimate than being naked and bare before him in such a degrading way. he hums, and it almost comes out like a purr, “we share a last name together now.” your eyes widen, and you study his face to see if he was only jesting, but there is nothing. and what concerns you even more is that you feel nothing, you don’t give into his wants, but you don’t give into yours either— or what used to be, the desperation for freedom.
levi presses a chaste kiss to your lips before squeezing you tighter, closer, nuzzling so far into your skin until he’s engulfed you entirely. laying his head over your chest, ear parallel with your beating heart, one of his hands absentmindedly fools with the ropes around your upper body, “and we’ll live the rest of our lives out together now.” you used to be a soldier, you used to fight with the man before you like he was the enemy, until you bled and couldn’t bring your body to move, and sometimes, you wonder what happened to you.
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siedemzyczen · 4 months
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putan antire baubel upyour ass
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saintmeghanmarkle · 6 months
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What's up Buttercup? by u/Cat_Woman_238
What's up, Buttercup? https://ift.tt/q5Z8eBc that place TOS works for? Butter Up? Buttercup? Bitter Cup?Button up,Buttercup,the shake-upat Better Upis coming down.Don't butter upat Better Up.The bitter cupof not enoughwill bite your buttand you will belet down.Cough 'em up!Chew 'em up!Give it up!Don't wait for the shut down.Your start upwill wind upas a shake upand you will be the clown.Your cover-upWill undercutYour world corruptand end upyour takedown.In the run upto your break up,you should look upevery hidey-hole in town.You will drown.If you don't sit upand clean upand act likea grown-up,they'll clamp down.Just hold upyour wind upor end upin a line upwhere you won't havethe counselto the crown.Better Upis going down.Buttercup,you're going down. post link: https://ift.tt/6rKwfbY author: Cat_Woman_238 submitted: October 27, 2023 at 10:29PM via SaintMeghanMarkle on Reddit
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bitchkay · 7 months
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Smol thirst for Dia since I haven't seen anyone ask for him yet.
Okie like his gorgeous long hair... During sexy times, would he tie it up in a ponytail? So it's not in the way or would he leave it down?
Would he mind you pulling his hair?? Gently? Softly?
His hair is just so ✨luscious✨. Low-key I wanna see it stick to him with sweat after multiple rounds of sex
[Ask received: oct 8th]
Period✨
You know I was literally about to make a post complaining about how I've never gotten any thirsty asks about Dia cus what???????. I thought we all agreed bro was beautiful??????? Am I the only one that want to fuck him???????
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I love when my partner is gender queer🥰🥰
Breaking gender norms, that's so sexy😋😋
Dias hair is so beautiful too like
Pulling his hair in a pony tail while he give me head?????? Yes. Abso-fucking-lutely.
Tucking his hair behind his ear as a show of affection
I wanna braid his hair, like put flowers in it and shit
Then see it get ruined after I fuck him--
Ok two things-- actually three
Dia above me, digging my guts missionary style w his hair draped down like a canopy with only me under it, like isnt that so romantic, I'm the only one in his gaze✨
And then Dia fucking but he has on a headband like you know those headbands people use to hold their hair back while doing skin care, like the fuzzy ones, he has on one of those but like the ones with like cat ears like I feel like that would be so cute but also like hot cus like he only wears it when hes fucking and like his hair starts falling out of it and its damp with sweat, he leans over you and his hair falls over his shoulder and at this point your not even regarding the ears on his head cus it's just so steamy between yall, your bodies sticking together as you-- listen
And then there's the messy bun👀 but like Kenma style, y'know ts Kenma with his hair tied up in like a messy bun that's like kinda hot??? That on Dia but like while hes fucking you, yk still get the satisfaction of his hair swaying back and forth as he's like thrusting forward, his hair sticking to his forehead from sweat but it's still like tied up out of the way and he looks fucking sexy, like it's perfect
Dia is so gender.
Like why can't I be a pretty boy with long hair😣😣
Hand over your gender sir this is a threat🤬🤬
Dia has such pretty eyes too yall
He was these really pretty clear light green eyes💚
I wanna see them roll to the back of his head--
And the way his pink hair just draped over his face in such a way and eyes standing out behind it with his pretty eye lashes
Can't argue with a guy with pretty eyelashes like what ever you say beautiful🙄✋🏽
I want Dia to give me head yall
I mean I wanna give him head--
Like imagine bruh, pushing his hair out of his face while his laps at your pussy, and he looks up at you with those pretty green eyes
I'd fold immediately.
Imagine this☆:
"O-ohh yes..." you tossed your head back against the pillows as Dia flattened his tongue against your pussy. His arms wrapped around your thighs as he buried his face in your folds tasting all of you. "Mmm.... so sweet..." he groaned at your taste, his tongue circling your clenching hole. You arched your back as he slurped upyour juices, wet lurid sounds coming from where you connected. "Ahh~" your lewd moans bounced off the walls as you anchored your feet on Dias shoulders almost as if you were to push him away. He lifted his head from your pussy licking his lips as he stared down at the glistening wetness of your cunt. "So messy~~" His voice was smooth as butter, you watched as he parted his lips, a glob of spit dripping from his lips landing right on your pussy. "Pretty too~~" His thumb smeared his spit all over pussy, creating a wet squelch as it mixed with your arousal. "Ah-mnn..." Dia thumbed your clit, circling it slowly as he enjoyed the sight of your wet throbbing pussy before his eyes. Dipping his head down again you gripped his lustrous pink hair as he sucked your pussy, making out with your dripping hole. You looked down at him, pushing his hair out of the way, pulling on his strands as he wrapped his lips around your clit. "O-ohh god!" You couldn't help but moan as Dia focused his tongue on your clit, dropping his jaw as he looked up at you with a seductive gaze, the tip of his tongue toying with your bundle of nerves. He held eye contact with you feeling the way your cunt twitched under his gaze. "Hahh... fuck..." It was almost too much, unable to look away from his sinful eyes, his hair pulled away from his face, bundled in your fists revealing his pale forehead it was an erotic sight. Your breathing was beyond labored as Dia ate your pussy, thrusting his tongue in your sweeping hole. "Fuck!" It was too hard to win against him. "Mmm... Always so sensitive for me... c'mon~" It was almost like a game to him. "Ah! Ahh!!" Only the objective was making you cum. "Yes... sing for me lovesong♡~"
Pretty boys eating pussy is my weakness sorry yall🤭💞💞
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sillyandquiteawkward · 7 months
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Hi silly your art is so coolall thr itme. Im a little bit insane right now but I really like your art man. Keep it upyoure so cool. Sormirnr needs to givr you 40million dollar
youre so sweet! i hope you have a great, safe night.
my commissions are always open, and my kofi is always open for tips as well.
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snowzapped · 9 months
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wip title tag game
tagged by @araydre thank you for tagging me haha. I have way too many wips, most of them art. since I tend to just finish fics in one sitting. so I'll just pick a few. XD
rules: reveal the titles of the documents in your wip folder and tag as many people as there are documents. let others ask questions about the ones that interest them and post snippets or explain the contents as you see fit !
I have several dozen folders in the wip folder because I never move even the finished ones. So I'm just gonna choose some that I'm actually working on:
coloring book stony
jtvday22
frog prince
stonycat
karaoke
thumbs
consolewithcats
windowpoolhouse
aintnomountain
upyours
these are way too many to tag so imma just tag @chibinightowl @captainneverever @ishipallthings if they wanna do this. :D
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