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arcwriteundertale · 11 months

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How's the fight going? Is Frisk winning?

-Moth

*"Winning" in that they aren't dying, yes.

*They're not even fighting back!!

*They're defending pretty well, though, considering they can't move their legs.

#undertale #undyne #frisk #jacob #zarthoth the destroyer #michael / michelle #art #ask #Moth anon #{#wouldn't it be funny if you tried to talk to Undyne #wink wink wonk

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ziarendrawingspree · 8 months

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What comes out of my mouth: I LOVE ASTARION SO MUCH

What comes out of my hands:

#bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #the emperor #I want to wink wonk him again fisdjfpidjs

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serenfire · 2 years

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btw i need the dracula daily gang to know that, unlike most paprika in the world that is extremely mild, hungarian paprika is actually hot

#i’m sure jonathan’s spice tolerance sucks ass but! there is a logical reason he has queer dreams #wink wonk #dracula daily #dracula

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crocchompers · 3 months

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I ABSOLUTELY LOVE HOW I MADE THEM BOTH SCARY LOOKING AND DARK AND THEN THERE'S

"WINK WONK" AGHH I LOVE HOW COLORFUL HE IS COMPARED TO BETA AND DRAFT THEY'RE MY FAVS FR <3

#“WINK WONK”#i love mr wink wonk #AS FOR BETA AND DRAFT?#THEY'RE MY SPECIAL LITTLE GUYS #same with og #BUT!#THEY'RE VERY SPECIAL IN THEIR OWN WAYS #THAT'S WHAT MAKES THEM WONDERFUL FR #welcome home #Beta wally #Draft wally #Og wally #welcome home art

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pfhwrittes · 3 months

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retail hell reader is being bothered by an uncomfortably friendly customer and tf141 handle it in their own ways.

warnings: female!reader (she/her pronouns) isn’t being overtly harassed but you know when a man is being too interested and too friendly? its that. egregious use of scots as inspired by still game, pet names “love”, “hen” and “bonnie girl” used to refer to f!reader.

word count: 1.5k

pairings: kyle garrick x reader, john mactavish x reader, simon riley x reader, john price x reader.

each reader x named character interaction should be read as a standalone but i stuck them all together as they were too short to post individually in my opinion.

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this customer is making you nervous as fuck. you don't think you've been inappropriate with him in any way, just polite and friendly as you sorted out his refund. the problem is that he's massive, easily taller than simon by a couple of inches and he keeps looming over you blaming his difficulty understanding english as to why he keeps getting closer and closer. he's practically mounting the customer service desk to peer down at you (and you have a horrible feeling he's trying to get a look down your polo top).

you're beginning to panic so you do the only thing you think to do (which admittedly is pretty stupid looking back on it) and make your excuses to leave the customer service desk to find one of your friends. or at least find a colleague who will act as a witness if this guy gets any creepier.

gaz handles it like a champ. as soon as he spots the creep following you around he's there. arm around your shoulders and tucking you into his side at the kitchen consultant's desk. his customer service smile is fixed on his face and he refuses to even acknowledge this giant arsehole of a man, just keeps talking to you softly and shows you the kitchen he’s working on. kyle’s beautiful brown eyes only briefly leave your face so he can point out another favourite part of his design, he never once looks over at the creep. it works to soothe you, especially being so close to him. after ten minutes of being blatantly ignored, the creep walks off muttering under his breath. hopefully he’s left the store but unfortunately it’s around that time that kyle has a couple walk up to him asking him if he��s free for a drop in consultation. before he agrees he checks in with a gentle “you alright if i take this appointment, yeah? come straight back if that guy is still hanging around. i’ll deal with him.” he looks so serious you believe him. you reassure him that you’ll be fine and he gives your arm a gentle squeeze before you separate from his warmth already missing the slightly woody scent of his cologne. before you’re completely out of earshot you hear the couple cooing over how cute kyle was with you and his reply of “well, it’s not exactly hard when she’s one of my favourite colleagues…” and the fondness in his voice makes your cheeks heat up.

johnny nearly trips over you as you’re crouched behind the paint desk. “steamin’ jesus, what’re ya daein’ under there hen?” you hush him quickly and silently with a finger raised to your lips. you don’t want to speak because you know the giant is still out there looking for you, you thought you’d given him the slip near the paint brushes but then he’d rounded the end of the aisle so you darted for the relative safety of the paint desk. johnny crouches down next to you and whispers “are we hidin’ from someone? is it simon?” you shake your head and go to answer him but then your blood runs cold as you hear that familiar accented voice. “excuse me? i was wondering if you might help, i’m looking for the fräulein who was helping me?” johnny shoots a look at you and you squish yourself further into the corner of the desk hoping against hope that johnny won’t give you away. thankfully, johnny straightens up from behind the desk with his most charming customer service grin “sorry pal, i’ve no’ seen her. ‘s only me on the desk the day.” the creep sounds nonplussed at johnny’s thick glaswegian accent (you’ve certainly never heard it ramped up like that in all the times you’ve spoken with him) and a little crestfallen when he starts to reply with “oh, perhaps you’d be good enough to -” johnny interrupts him, voice still pitched in a friendly manner but you can hear an undercurrent of tension “naw, sorry pal. i’m busy pitin’ the hems oan the tins. is there anythin’ i can dae fer ye mixin’ wise?” there’s a moment of silence and you watch johnny’s smile slowly slip off his face, his lips thinning into a stern line. “ah, um. no thank you. perhaps she will find me.” the creep sounds a little nervous now if the uncomfortable laugh he lets out is any indication. “aye right. well i’d best be lettin’ you get oan then eh?” johnny shifts on his feet slightly so his calf brushes up against your arm. after another tense moment you hear the lumbering footsteps of the giant move away from the desk. johnny looks down at you with a mischievous grin, “i’ve got to say bonnie girl, you look a right sight down there.” you only feel a little bit bad when you punch him lightly in the leg and he yelps in shock as the blush on your cheeks spreads down your neck.

simon is less than impressed when you duck under the chain across the warehouse doors and flatten yourself against the noticeboard out of view from the shop floor. “you stupid? chains up which means the forklift is out so you need to be too.” he’s pissed off and thinking about how much paperwork he’ll have to fill out now because you didn’t bother to think about the cameras in your dash for safety. he takes a big step towards you before swerving off to the side to block the customer that has just appeared at the chain. “the fuck do you want?” he practically snarls. ‘this isn’t the fucking caff.” simon squares his shoulders and glares at the oversized dickhead that’s wasting his time. “well? can’t you fuckin’ read? staff access only. and you’re not staff so fuck off.” simon barks at the man, not letting him get a word in edgewise to start bitching about stock or whatever it is that he wants. simon couldn’t give a shit, he just wants the customer (and you) to fuck off promptly so he can start moving pallettes around. the customer just blinks and takes several steps back before turning away. you let out a shaky sigh and thank simon quietly. simon hums in acknowledgement and sweeps a critical eye down your lightly trembling form. “he botherin’ ya?” at your nod he hums again before jerking his head towards the back of the warehouse “go put a hi-vis on and sit in the office, i’ll come get you when i’m done on the ‘lift.”. when simon comes back into the office two paper cups of tea in hand thirty minutes later, you offer him a small smile and catch his lips twitch up briefly before he turns away to plunk his cup down on top of a cluttered filing cabinet.

price practically walks into you as you come flying around the end of the plumbing aisle. it’s unusual to see you so far away from the customer service desk and looking so flustered. “alright, love?” his hand is on your elbow as he asks. you crane your neck round to look behind you, too worried about that customer to enjoy his large warm hand on your bare skin. price straightens up and drops his hand away from you when he spots a customer behind you, in his opinion the customer is moving a little too fast to be considered casual. price bristles slightly when he catches the dark look on the gentleman’s face. oh no, he doesn’t like the look of this one at all. especially when you look at price and mouth “help” quickly. price steps forward and puts you at his back, blocking the creep from getting any closer. “can i help you, mate?” his gruff voice is just shy of sounding friendly and you watch his back muscles shift under the black polo top he’s wearing. “no thank you, i wanted to speak with the little woman some more.” god the customer is weird, you shudder a little at being referred to as a “little woman”. price shifts to block the customer’s view of you more fully as he does you notice the back of price’s neck has gone a little red. “not possible. i need her for a job.” price’s words sound like they’re being ground out through gritted teeth in response. “i’m sure simon would be more than willing to help you.” you jolt a little when you spot simon at the customer’s shoulder. a man shouldn’t be able to move so silently in steel toed safety boots. you catch a brief wince flicker across the customer’s face when simon’s hand comes down on his shoulder, slightly too hard to be entirely polite. “ah, um, yes. perhaps that’s for the best.” simon leads the customer away and you step up beside price to thank him. he looks deadly serious when he turns to face you “any time love.” his stern blue stare softens slightly and you’re sure you catch his gaze flicker to your mouth briefly before he clears his throat and turns away “c’mon then. back to the returns desk with you.”.

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AN: i have very much hidden from customers in the warehouse and behind the paint desk at B&Q. don’t be like reader (or me) and hide in the goods-in area, you will get shouted at for it.

translation for johnny’s scots: “pitin’ the hems oan” = putting the hems on, meaning to put something in order or to restrain something/someone.

#retail hell au #kyle garrick x reader #john mactavish x reader #simon riley x reader #john price x reader #f!reader #female reader #kg #jm #sr #jp #also i'm not saying that the creepy customer is that giant austrian cod guy but i'm not saying that he isn't *wink wonk*#everyone say thank you to early for bringing back my love of retail hell au

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brewed-pangolin · 4 months

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My current obsession...

NSFW below the cut

Being on a video call that will ensure the promotion you’ve been working towards for years, and the smug bastard that is Johnny Soap MacTavish takes it upon himself to eat you from underneath the desk table.

You can't break the call. Have to remain calm from the hip up as Johnny skilfully devours at your delicious cunt.

Your brow furrows, lips twitch. Yet you remain steadfast and focused on the task at hand even as Johnny works you into a feverish mess just beneath the surface.

It all culminates into that one final question from the highest executive, the one that will make or break the next step in your career.

And as if on cue, the overconfident shithead between your legs moans and delves his tongue into the depths of your core just as you begin to utter the response that will set in stone the next chapter of your life.

Your only reaction is a slightly heightened pitch to your initial words before ultimately regaining composure. Fiercely gripping into the desk behind the monitor and out of view as the relentless waves of an encroaching orgasm ripple out through your core and from the tip of Soap's overly talented tongue.

As the sounds of positive evaluation and approval spill through the speakers of your monitor, you quickly yet professionally mutter your appreciation and gratitude to your superiors and swiftly close the monitor to finally release your pent-up climax violently against his mouth.

Throwing your head back with a roaring moan of his name from your quivering lips, covering him with your juices as you tremble into the chair and slump over in overwhelming bliss.

And as your mind steadily settled back down into blissful normalcy, you glanced down between your legs and were met with an arrogant yet affectionately loving gaze.

"Congratulations, bonnie."

Drabbles Masterlist

@deadbranch @sofasoap @d3athtr4psworld @punishmepunisher @jynxmirage @homicidal-slvt @obligatoryghoststare @glitterypirateduck @mykneeshurt @kkaaaagt @shotmrmiller @astraluminaaa @writeforfandoms @thetrashpossum @haurasha @havoc973 @simpingoverquestionablemen @ang3lc @luismickydees @designateddeadend

#pleasured promotion #this came out of nowhere #wink wonk #soap drabble #soap squad #soap squad 🧼#johnny soap mactavish #john soap mactavish #soap mactavish #john mactavish #soap x you #soap x fem reader #soap smut #cod soap smut #cod smut #call of duty #cod

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mochinomnoms · 6 days

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MOCHI! I want to know your thoughts and concepts on how ptm jade fell inlove with mc like I NEED ITTTTT ITS EATING ME ALIVEEE... PTM JADE IS EATING ME ALIVEEEE

Now it makes me have a thing for prim and proper guys but with a wild side in private oh come on!!!!!!!!

*explodes*

Omgggg no exploding! It's too much clean up!

There will be a chapter dedicated to Jade and his pov on how he fell in love with the mc. So I don't want to say what exactly was the process for him...but I think giving out the ideas I had and letting yall guess which one it will be is fun!

How did PTM Jade fall in love with Yuu/Reader?

He got his head done in with a metal server's plate by Yuu during the fighting in Book 3 and immediately went "oh, am I into this?"

Love at first sight: Jade saw the hot mess that was Yuu falling out of their coffin and their familiar setting everything on fire and just thought, "That's the one I want" because he likes to watch drama

Floyd and Yuu interacted the most during Book 4, so Jade got to hear second hand how cool Yuu was and watched them handle Jamil and kinda just started crushing

Jade's interactions with Yuu during events (Beanfest, Halloween, etc) are more canon in PTM, and it was seeing them in those more relaxed settings that made him fall for Yuu

Jade slowly fell in love with Yuu over the course of the previous year, due to them being unusually perceptive and calling out his true feelings constantly. He was annoyed at first, but came to love them and their ability to just instinctually know him.

#mochi asks #twst #twisted wonderland #jade leech #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #jade leech x reader #ptm #wink wonk #i want to make him pathetic and so his falling in love will actually be the most pathetic option of the bunch

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lapinlunaire-games · 1 month

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Links...buttons...action!

Pellicule is a minimalist UI template for use with Twine's Sugarcube format, inspired by professional screenplay formatting and analog photography.

Use built-in widgets to format passage text like a script, classic snail mail letters, or take advantage of a crisp, clean layout to comfortably display dense prose. Showcase your writing with bold, sophisticated display themes or create your own with custom colors.

Features:

Crisp minimalist design

Light/dark display themes

Custom plug-and-play widgets to format screenplay and letter essentials

Pre-styled template options for choice links and buttons

Built-in keybinds to toggle menu & close dialogs

Responsive design for desktop, tablets, and mobile devices

Annotated passages, stylesheet, and JavaScript for plug-and-play convenience

This template is free to use! Comes with detailed instructions on how to use the built-in widgets and commented code, ready for your story!

#twine template #template #psst if you're thinking about joining the Dialogue Jam...#I made the template v plug-n-play wink-wonk ;)#twine games #interactive fiction #indie game dev #game assets #lapinlunaire.pellicule #baby's first template! hehe #twine game

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lil-beanz000 · 2 months

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Just Old peepaw Leo getting clean, nothing more 👁️👄👁️🫴❤️

#rottmnt #rottmnt leo #future leonardo #my art #wip #wont be sharing more of this tho #-wink wonk-#🤔 debating on a patreon for more suggestive things #que

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radios-arcade · 4 months

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Workin on expressionssss

#radios au #ethoslab #zombiecleo #jimmy solidarity #scott smajor #wink wonk

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lokh · 8 months

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mom avoids dead anime mom curse because he transitions. he’s always had a complicated relationship with pregnancy because of how woefully little people are told about potential complications and aftercare, and also because of how gendered it is, so after the birth of his second child he’s finally had it and decides to transition

he joins a local community group for mothers and at first it’s played for laughs how often they fall to the dead mom curse, but soon we find out more about how society has failed mothers and people who give birth, from information being withheld, procedures being carried out without consent, lack of accommodations and maternal and paternal leave, racism…

it also turns out that becoming a man doesn’t help with this, not really, because being a pregnant trans man brings its own problems. follow along as he learns more about being a parent and a mother, and maybe even… finding love???

coming to you never because I can’t write!