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₊˚ cinnamoroll ⊹ ᰔ

i couldn’t decide which version i liked best sooo here’s both !

dividers by @sisterlucifergraphics

₊˚ ⊹ likes + reblogs appreciated ⟡ feel free to use as layout but please don’t repost in full ⊹ ᰔ

pics edited by me ⟡ originals: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9

[ note: link #5 goes to sanrio’s official website, all the other links go to pinterest ]

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Hi! Im Vinne!! I go by he/she (no they)

Will do: Genders, Alt flags, Orientation flags, Fictionkin Flags and any good faith things

Won't do: TransIDs, Name/Title packs(you can use my old ones), any disorders i don't fully understand (HPD, NPD, BPD, ASPD, and DID/OSDD)

@neopronouns @en8y @losergendered @daybreakthing @gender-mailman @pupcoins @noxwithoutstars @kiruliom @themogaidragon @forest-of-mogai-genders @missymogai @webby-mogai @nyuuko @squidfreak @rwuffles @icwdtea

DNI

Pro/dark/com shippers, Syscourse, radqueers, TransID, Pro-contact for harmful paras, anti recovery, xenosatanists, Nsfw/kink blogs, Anti MOGAI + anti neopronouns and xenogenders, and anti good faith

dividers by: @sister-lucifer

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Can you please make some dividers, a soft not supersaturated cyan color, with cats, pearls, cats and maybe a sleepy theme? Thank you

🩵Soft Cyan Cat, Pearl + Sleep Dividers🐈‍⬛

(PT: Soft Cyan Cat, Pearl + Sleep Dividers)

please like, reblog, & credit if you use!

(PT: Please like, reblog, & credit if you use!)

[DIVIDER REQUESTS ARE CLOSED!]

(PT: Divider requests are closed!)

DNI: TERFS, endo, proship, pro ana, nazi, MAPs, zoophiles

tag list: @ghostboneswrites2 @savanaclaw1996 @bloodythornsandskulls @humancorps3 @imachaoticghost

@ribbed-scythe @idkwhatto-namethis @nothers @yourlocaltrasheater

@bunnyb0yy @blindweb @hello-puppy

@weirdest-worlds @king-of-dumbasses @webmush

@dontspoilthis @inkyprince @lopsidedghoul

[if you'd like added or removed from the tag list for dividers, please leave a message in my inbox]

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FLINTLOCK PISTOLS IZO

Melizitis' note: pretend i didn't forget his scar, oops 👀 also that's a post-Wano arc art cuz he's alive to me ♡

taglist: @15krixa15 @twinklemylittlestar @undeadfly @amphitriteswife

wish to join the taglist? here → 🍥

divider credit: @sister-lucifer & @adornedwithlight

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｡:❁ 𝒟𝑜𝓊𝓂𝒶 ❁:｡

“ When you die, you just become nothing. You just stop feeling anything. Your heart stops and your brain stops. You rot and return to earth. As long as you are a living creature, it is unavoidable. “

Divider by: @sister-lucifer

Clumsy human - @ch3rriiii-bunn

You accidentally cut yourself

Love me for all eternity - @artemiszy

Where Douma falls in love with the middle butterfly sister and will do anything to have her for himself

Uppermoons x child!reader - @akazzzaa

Short story for each demon interacting with a human child

‘Family’ reunion - @nejiverse

In which Y/n sees everyone again after a long time. Based on the scene in the infinity castle.

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Star trim furfrou stimboard with themes of fur,stars and furfurou! For meeeeeeeeeee

★★★[]★★★[]★★★ divider by @sisterlucifergraphics !

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hi, bod parts. im thinking yall. last braincell here. (He/hi)

My other blogs:

@screaming-pal My main.

@arthur-lesters-braincell Arthur Lester's body part blog, malevolent limb posting and other reblogs.

@palsanimalblog Animal reblogs.

@palsartblog Art reblogs.

@palsmalevolentblog Malevolent reblogs and podcast reviews.

@palsmusicblog Tunes and music art reblogs.

@palspokemonblog Pokemon.

@palsqueerflagsblog Queer flags with things in them.

@palstlozblog Zelda.

Dividers by @sisterlucifergraphics

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Intro abt me ig

I wasnt really expecting to like post ever and just be a viewer but im too social for that so yea

More about me

Pronouns are she/they but idc what you use as long as its not masculine, also idk why but sometimes I refer to myself as plural like "we" and "us" so yea

I like back to the future (1st is best) Fav artist is obv eminem and I love south park

My fandoms:

𝕊𝕠𝕦𝕥𝕙 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕜

𝓓𝓭𝓵𝓬

𝙳𝚑𝚖𝚒𝚜

Ⓑⓣⓣⓕ

ᎻᎬᎯᎿᎻᎬᏒ'Ꮥ

ˢᶦˣ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵘˢᶦᶜᵃˡ

B̲e̲e̲t̲l̲e̲j̲u̲i̲c̲e̲

Even though these are my primary fandoms I was in a lot so I probably know whatever fandom ur in

I like cats and have one, i also get bored a lot and love to spam people on here so srry abt that

Might add more idk

Credit for the divider: @sxmmerberries, @vibeswithrenai, @sisterlucifergraphics

People I like to bother: @whereismycaffeine @type1diabeetus @clydeaxie @autistic-lesbianism @seraphim-fleur @delianglc @justakidnamednick @that-one-gay-parkie @thefrenchpressanonguy @green-ushanka-goober

Also stars I wanna show off ✮✭✰✩✪✫✬✯★☆

HOW DO U USE PNGS

Okay fun while it lasted

Okay figured it out

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Valentine's DoomsDay (The New Kid x Reader NSFW)

Divider by: @/sister-lucifer

Ship: The New Kid x Reader Word Count: 2,310 Summary: The malevolent entity you summoned wants to be your Valentine, too Rating/Warnings: 18+ (Violence, Sexual situations) Notes: I missed writing about my sadistic pookie <3

Divider by: @/fic-dumpster

Alone in the house, with a single candle burning in the darkness. You lay face down on your bed, looking at the floor, despondent. You don’t even notice the candle’s flame blowing in the wind that shouldn’t exist, until a familiar voice rings out in the silence.

“It’s a shame such a gorgeous creature would be all alone, on tonight of all nights.”

You turned behind you to see the very man you had been thinking about had apparated himself into your room. Well, “man” wasn’t exactly the word for him. He was some sort of demon… ghost… entity? You weren’t entirely sure, to be honest. He was in his same red hoodie, but the look on his face was one reserved only for you, you knew. The expression on those striking features were so much more gentle and soft for you than for anyone else.

“So, sweetheart, what are you doing sitting in your room alone on Valentine’s Day, huh?” he asked.

“Guess I just have a hard time making meaningful connections with people.”

He shrugged. “I used to be able to relate. Until I met you.” 

You blushed.

“But screw those other guys!” he continued. “Trust me, baby, I’m all you need! I can give you everything you want. All you need to do is swear your life and your soul to me, and I’ll make you happier than you’ve ever been.”

And then all of the sudden, your bedroom was melting around you, warping and changing into a different place entirely. You found yourself in front of a very classy restaurant, far more expensive-looking than any place you had ever been into in your entire life. You looked down and found the same thing had happened with your clothes. No longer were you in your sweatshirt and sweatpants, but instead in a beautiful red dress, extremely low-cut and backless and far sexier than anything you had ever dared to wear before, but the look in his eyes told you it was very flattering. He, too, had changed, from his hoodie and jeans to a deep red suit. The sight of him was enough to take your breath away. It felt like a dream when he held up a bouquet of red, red roses, offering them to you. You took them, and he wrapped his arm around you, placing his hand on the small of your back. His touch felt hot on your skin. You let him lead you inside.

The host of the restaurant seemed to be entranced as he led you to a secluded table in a dark corner, where a bottle of champagne was already waiting. Your date pulled out your chair for you, and pushed it in after you were seated. You talked with him so effortlessly, about your awful boss and miserable coworkers (“you’re smarter than every single one of those braindead wage slaves!”, he told you), about your doubts in your witchcraft (“you get more and more powerful every day, sweetheart…” were his words of reassurance),  about feeling ignored by your family (“If you ask me, they should be a lot more grateful to have you in their lives.”, he confessed). You couldn’t believe just how charming he was. So charismatic. Magnetic. You were drawn to him, like a moth to a flame. The world melted around you whenever he was near, leaving only that face and those eyes that looked at you like you were the only woman in the world. You had never gotten this kind of attention from a man before. This adoration, this possessiveness, this lust… 

When the waiter came to take your order it broke you out of your reverie. You realized you hadn’t spent much time actually trying to decipher all the complicated French words on the menu. You asked the waiter, “If we order the escargot first, will the vichyssoise still be warm?”

The waiter scoffed. “It’s vichyssoise. It’s supposed to be cold.” He looked you up and down as if you were some piece of trash someone had left in your chair.

 “Oh. Um, sorry…” You replied sheepishly. Across the table from you, your date glared at the waiter as he walked away. Almost immediately after he passed through the doors into the kitchen, he stood up. “Come on.” he beckoned you to follow him, and you did.

“What are we doing?” you whispered. He shushed you as he led you into the kitchen, where the staff seemed to be too busy to notice either of you ducking behind a counter. He snuck a cleaver off of a table and handed it to you. 

“Wait here.” He told you. He went in the direction of the waiter, stopping to unravel a long sheet of plastic wrap from a roll of it sitting on a nearby counter. He stalked the waiter until he went into a closet in the back and then motioned you over. The two of you cornered him, and the demon snuck up behind him and wrapped the plastic wrap around his face, maneuvering him so he was on his knees in front of you. “Now!” 

You raised the cleaver over your head and sank it straight into the waiter’s skull. Your accomplice smiled fiendishly as he let go of the plastic wrap and let the dead body flop over sideways to the ground with a dull thud. “That was perfect! You’re a natural, baby!” He stepped over the corpse to gather you into his arms, chuckling excitedly as he held you close. 

Out you went into open night, running hand in hand far away from where other restaurant workers were discovering the body. He led you into a garden of wild roses, their stems grey and petals red in the silver moonlight. From a distant cottage, you could hear soft piano music playing. There, in an alcove covered by vines and tall stems, he took your hand and pulled you close, wrapping his free arm around your waist and swaying you softly to the music. You moved your hand to rest on the back of his shoulder and looked up at him. You felt his chest moving with each breath he took as you stared into those green eyes searing into yours. After what felt like an eternity, his voice came quiet, soft, and his breath whispered into your ear: 

“I can give you anything you want, honey. So tell me, what is it that you want?”

And you breathed out the words you knew in your very soul to be true. “I want you. I want the protection only you can provide. I want the way you make me feel like the most special, most important woman in the world. I crave the intensity of your gaze, the way your touch sets my skin on fire. I want to be yours.” 

His lips crashed into yours as you inhaled sharply, exhilarated by this feeling of his beautiful lips finally on yours. His hand left your hand to hold the side of your face as the kiss became more passionate, and you wrapped your arm around him, pulling him closer. When you came back up for air you weren’t in the garden anymore, but instead back in your bedroom. Just when you thought it was all just a wonderful dream, you felt wiry but strong arms wrapping around your thighs, lifting you up and facing you towards your love. “I’m right here…” he kissed you again and laid you down on the bed, carefully crawling on top of you. “I’ll never leave your side. You are mine now. Mine and mine alone.” He told you in between kisses. His hands roamed your body, his warm touch sending shivers down your spine. His lips moved down to your neck as he began peeling off your tight dress, his hands smoothing over every piece of skin as it became exposed. Once he threw your dress off the bed, his fingers reached down to your hips and thighs, squeezing your soft flesh in between his hands. 

Then, one hand moved in between your thighs, pressing into that spot previously untouched by anyone. You gasped as you felt the pad of his finger pressing into your most sensitive spot, and your breathing became ragged as he drew little circles, changing the pressure and speed every so often. It was completely unlike anything you had experienced before, like every molecule in your body was on white hot fire. You moaned out wantonly, not being able to withstand the feeling for very long. “Yeah, that’s right, baby, let me hear you. You’re mine, your body is mine.” he hissed into your skin. 

“Yes, yes, I’m yours! Oh god, please take me!” You whined. He kissed your lips again before raising himself off of you to strip his clothes off. When he finally got down to just his underwear, he smiled deviously at you before pulling them down. Your eyes widened. You expected him to be big, but this was big…

He chuckled as he lay back down on top of you. “Relax, sweetheart, promise I know how to use it. I’m gonna go nice and gentle with my girl, okay?” He kissed you softly, and you nodded. He reached down in between your legs once again, his fingers lightly grazing you clit for a few moments before wandering down further and pressing gently in between your folds. “Just relax, baby…” he kissed you again. “Gonna take such good care of you. I’ll make you feel so good…” His finger curled into a spot that made you see stars. You cried out and felt him smile against the skin on your neck. He pumped that finger a few more times before pulling it out and adding another finger. You moaned. “That’s it, baby girl. You’re doing so good…” he kept pumping his fingers inside of you, causing your hips to buck against his hand on their own. You came for him again, letting out a high pitched scream as you pressed your body against his.  

The look in his eyes was dark with lust as he watched your body writhe underneath him. “Mine.. this body is mine…” He wrapped you up in his arms and kissed you passionately before positioning himself at your entrance and gathering your wetness on his fingers and smoothing it over himself. “Nice and slow, see? Just relax, baby…” he whispered into your skin. “I love you.” He moved your face in between his hands to look you in the eyes. You could see his expression in the dim light of the full moon: soft, almost a little scared as the words slipped from his mouth. You wrapped your arms around his neck. “I love you, too.” you told him. He kissed you gently as he slid himself into you. 

You shivered as you felt his tip stretching your walls farther than ever before. “‘S okay…” he breathed into your lips. He pulled himself back out again, almost completely, before pushing in again, just a little bit further than the last time. He was already hitting spots nothing else had ever reached before, yet you were so wet you took him in gladly. “Good girl… feels so good around me, baby…” This time he watched you carefully as he buried himself inside of you to the hilt, and your mouth hung open as your breath became shallow. “Alright, baby girl, just breathe, okay? Deep breath…” Your breath slowed as you gripped him tighter. “See, sweetheart? What did I tell you? It’s like you and I were made for each other.” And your heart fluttered as you realized that that was exactly what you were feeling. Even though he was stretching you so wide and hitting you so deep, it was like you were made to be wrapped around him, like your whole life was leading up to the moment when you were taken by him. Slowly, he began to move his hips again, pressing his body down on top of yours entirely and burying his head in your neck. 

“I’ve waited for you for so long… my sweet baby girl…” his voice was getting more strained as he moved faster and faster. The sensation became too much very quickly, and your back arched as you moved to grab the sheets underneath you, screaming as your ecstasy enveloped all of your senses. He lifted up his head to watch you as you orgasmed underneath him, his own mouth falling open as his body shivered. As you came down from your orgasm, he began rutting into you harder, gripping the sheets next to your head and causing the bed to creak loudly. “Gonna fill up this wet, tight cunt, sweetheart… put my seed inside of you… make sure everyone knows you belong to me and no one else…”

His rough pace sent you careening into another orgasm quickly, and this time he followed you over the edge, the hot sensation of him spilling into you pooling inside your core as he groaned loudly. As you lay there, your chest heaving as you caught your breath, he peppered your face with soft kisses. “God, baby, you’re perfect… you’re so, so perfect, I love you, so much…” You couldn’t help but notice the empty feeling in your core as he moved himself out of you, now that you knew that he belonged there. In response, you squeezed him even tighter to you, kissing him on the lips. “I love you!” You breathed desperately. He laid himself down beside you, wrapping his arms around your middle and pressing you tight against his thin body. He kissed you again. “I’ll never leave you alone again. I’ll always be right by your side. Always…”

You fell asleep with your head resting on his chest and a warmth still filling your belly.

Divider by: @/benkeibear

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Introduction Post!!

💜 my name is Tiffany but you can call me TIFFY on here!! <3 I'm suuuuuper shy heheh but I made this basically to explore agere!! I'll follow back any mlp or agere blogs!!

💜 (I'd prefer sfw though please!! I regress for trauma reasons and would I think not be okay interacting with people who do it for sexual reasons specifically!! no offense!! so um blogs that aren't always sfw but are also specifically trauma regressors would be okay!! just check my dni/trigger tag thingy!! to make sure!! <3)

💜 I relate a whole lot to Twilight Sparkle, I'm always reading!! even if sometimes what I'm reading is maybe not a huge novel!! I really love to read books aimed at younger age groups when I'm regressed <3 I also love coloring books!! and even though I am really REALLY shy a lot of the time heheh, I love my friends!! a lot!!

💜 some other important stuff about me might be that I am the co-host of a system!! so I'd love to have other system mutuals on here too!! the other host is REALLLYYY serious all the time heheh so um yeah it's just me on here!! and um this blog is just for me at the moment but I guess I might add tags later for some of the other littles and stuff!!

💜 our body is 22 years old, I age with the body mostly but also ageslide between 8 and 19 when I regress? that's my best guess for the moment because this is really new to me!! (I'm usually around the higher end!! it's rare for me to regress really REALLY little but it's happened a couple of times so just to be safe!!)

💜 I am also white, bisexual (questioning if I might be a lesbian actually!!) and both physically and mentally disabled!! I have autism and adhd, plus some medical issues going on that I'm still figuring out!!

I'll come back and add more of my interests and about me stuff soon!!

✨credits!! <3

icon by @acid-fangs header by @twilyss stamp by @kodaswrld twilight divider by @animatedglittergraphics-n-more crystal divider by @sister-lucifer

💜 DNI / BYF / TRIGGER TAGS UNDER THE READ MORE!! 💜

✨IF YOU FOLLOW, PLEASE LIKE THIS POST AFTER YOU'VE READ IT!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!✨

DNI/BYF/TRIGGER TAGS

💜 first of all, I don't really have an opinion on discourse stuff most of the time because it really stresses me out to get involved with that stuff!! that's usually the other host who deals with stuff like that!! but just to be clear, we are a traumagenic system!! and we'd like to connect with other traumagenic systems!! I don't usually have very much in common with people who are not in that box, sorry!! you can interact with me I guess but we probably won't be friends!! no offense!!

💜 for dni/byf, I don't have a whole loooooot but please if your blog has a lot A LOT of the following content, do not interact with me!! if you are a mlp or agere blog that properly tags stuff, it's totally fine though!! <3

✨DNI

explicit NSFW (if it's the main part of your blog, DNI)

discourse of any kind (if it's a main part of your blog, DNI!! sorry but it just stresses me out!! so I'd probably end up unfollowing you anyway!! no offense!!)

✨NEED TAGGED

alcoholism (a mention of alcohol here or there is okay!! but if you're posting while intoxicated or discussing alcohol addiction, please PLEASE tag it!!)

religion (again, mentions are okay!! symbols related to religion are okay!! but um any in depth discussion about religion, religious trauma, etc. I really need tagged!! I have religious trauma specifically around Catholicism so I would extra EXTRA appreciate that being tagged!! thank you!!)

✨LIKE TAGGED

Steven Un/verse discourse (I don't want to see this ever, but it isn't as serious as the other stuff, I just find it super annoying!!)

Twi/ight G/immer (no offense to anyone who enjoys this ship!! you are totally valid, I just would rather not see it!!)

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Trigger Warning

This blog may contain triggering content

Gwen Tennyson portrayed by @hiro--aoki

Brief Summary

Quite literally just Gwen Tennyson in Gotham. How it happened? I don't know, I just work here.

More Under Cut

Name: Gwendolyn 'Gwen' Tennyson

Age: 18/19

Birthday: 7 months before Ben's

Height: 5'5"

Sexuality: Bisexual She/Her

Hobbies: Reading, annoying Ben, magic, and many more talents

Special Abilities: Her Magic

Besties with @danny-nightingale

Relationships:

Cousins with ben (tag soon)

None as of yet

Anons:

Dividers by @sister-lucifer

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I've never been much of a poet. But I am a writer above all else. So here's a little devotional freewrite I did for Lord Dionysus💜

I met Dionysus Eleuthereus in a nightclub. Where his lips tasted of fine wine and his touch felt like freedom. He with coiled horns hidden amid violet curls, and eyes of ivy. All soft muscle and fair skin draped in mulberry robes and leopard fur. The vision of ecstasy. The music thrummed in our skulls and the frenzy ignited our veins. His smile was as inviting as his outstretched hand.

"Come," he mouthed, "dance. Be free."

Neon lights reflected in his eyes and I was entranced. What could I, a mere mortal, offer my beloved God?

His fingers were firm against my chin. I felt only love as my head was tilted back and the reddest of wines dripped onto my tongue. It was purer than anything I remembered nightclubs offering.

"Only the best for my dear devotees." His breath was warm against my ear. Of course. Every thought. Every prayer. Every cry. He heard it all.

Is this what it feels like to be truly alive? I thought so. His presence freed me of any anxiety. I leaned into his warmth. Basked in his glory. For him, I would dance without care. I would laugh boisterously, and he would laugh with me.

No one else seemed to realise they were in the presence of the Divine. But I had never felt more blessed.

Divider by @sister-lucifer

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Nothing’s Gonna Hurt You, Baby - Masterlist

Masterlist

Eddie Munson Masterlist

DBF!older!Eddie Munson x female! Harrington! reader

Summary:

When you’re forced to move back to Hawkins with your dad after his divorce, you expect your life to be over. What you don’t expect is to fall in love with your dad’s best friend: Eddie Munson.

Warnings:

(+18) Smut and lots of it, age gap (reader is 19 and Eddie is 45), dad’s best friend trope, pining, secrets, drinking, weed use, check individual chapter warnings!

Current Total Word Count: 0

❤️‍🔥 - Smut

Chapter One - coming tonight

dividers by @/sisterlucifergraphics

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Thrill of the Chase (Player 2 x Reader)

Divider by: @/sisterlucifergraphics

Ship: Player 2 (Stream) x Reader Words: 744 Summary: Being chased through an abandoned school building by a psychotic murderer doesn't go quite the way you expected Ratings/Warnings: 18+ (sexual content)

Notes: This was a Valentine's Day gift for @artsfavoritehorn 🥰

Divider by: @/fic-dumpster

You hid beneath the teacher’s desk and watched the tall, lanky figure of the masked man currently stalking you as he made his way across the room, looking under each desk very exaggeratedly as he made his way down each row. You tried your best to keep your ragged breath quiet. You knew what he would do to you if he caught you. 

When he didn’t find you, he opened up all the cabinets underneath the row of windows on the far side of the room, turning his head one way, and then the other each time he opened another one. He shrugged to himself, seemingly deciding he had searched the room thoroughly enough, and went skipping out the door. Once you couldn’t hear him anymore, you carefully left your hiding space, and went through the same door into the hallway. You looked both ways but didn’t see anything but the rows of lockers in every identical hallway of this abandoned school building. You started down towards the staircase. Just when you thought you were going to leave this floor safely, a locker door swung open, and you were captured by two long, wiry arms wrapping around you. You shrieked in surprise.

And then you couldn’t help but laugh.

“You said you would stay in character this time...” You heard a muffled voice come from beneath the mask.

“I’m sorry! I just can’t help but smile!” you squealed.

“Is that because you know what comes next?” You could tell he was raising an eyebrow under the glowing green eye holes of his mask. He moved his arms down to your thighs and lifted you up over his shoulder, leaving you squeaking in delight. He carried you back into the room you just left, and put you down behind the teacher’s desk in the front of the classroom. He pushed you forward so you were bent over the desk. You felt his body cover yours.

“You know, I haven’t had great experiences in the past with these kinds of places…” his voice was soft in your ear.

“Well, maybe you just need to make happier memories here.” You moved your head to look behind you at him. You kissed the skin on his jawline, right next to where the mask began. 

His hands slid from your forearms and down your sides until they came to your hips and ass, giving special attention to his favorite part of your body. He flipped up the short skirt you were wearing - you purposefully hadn’t worn any underwear - and squeezed you tight. You could feel him getting hard against the back of your thigh, and you grinded into him, making him moan. In retaliation, his hand moved forward around you to rest in between your legs. He pressed his fingers into the spot that made your legs shake. He moved his fingers in small, fast circles, until your hips were bucking into his hand, then stopped suddenly. He straightened himself and shrugged off the strap holding his overalls up and let them fall to the floor while he worked on freeing himself from his briefs. Once he freed himself, he stroked his cock to cover with your fluids before easing himself inside of you. 

He stayed there for a second, getting used to your tightness around him, before moving back again, pushing into you harder this time and building up a fast rough pace. He grabbed your wrists and pulled you back towards him while his cock slammed into you. You cried out in pleasure, leaning your head back while your legs shook. When the pressure became too much for him, he let go of your wrists, falling forward and slamming his hands down on the desk on either side of you. He let out a loud moan as he felt you tighten up fast around him as you reached your climax. He fell over the edge right as you did, falling from his hands to his elbows on top of you. You felt his chest heaving as you lay there, your heart racing in your chest. He pulled himself out of you and nuzzled into your shoulder. You leaned your head into his, reaching up to lace your fingers in with his soft curls. 

You felt him let out a heavy sigh under his mask. “Thank you for this, by the way.” He said.

“Your welcome, baby. Trust me, I enjoyed this just as much as you did.”

[sisterlucifergraphics]

Primarina stimboard with themes of the ocean,pearls and Primarina! For @playgroundofdreams

𓇼𓇼𓇼[]𓇼𓇼𓇼[]𓇼𓇼𓇼 divider by @sisterlucifergraphics !

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Garry Goop - Valentine's day:

★ ALL DIVIDERS WERE MADE BY @sisterlucifergraphics

★ I know, I'm bit late... I simply forgot to post this, I was entertained watching Pokémon Creepypastas all weekend.

★ ANYWAYS!! NOBODY ASKED, NO ONE WAS EXPECTING... BUT TAKE SOME CANNON STUFF ABOUT GARRY GOOP ON VALENTINE'S DAY!!

★ Starting well... Some pros and cons.

Pros:

★ Sings very well

★ Have a pet sheep 🐑

★ he's Italian

★ likes rock and indie music

★ I would definitely listen to Chappell Roan

★ QUEER

★ He's pretty and loyal

★ Forever in his 20s

★ Agere? He would try to be the best caregiver to ya

Cons:

★ He's toxic (like, literally, he's a weird toxic goop)

★ Chronologically old enough to be your father

★ Doesn't know how to take care of himself at this point in the championship

★ Starving for meat

★ No joking, he is so hungry

★ Can't spell his own name

★ GARRY HAS MORE PROS THAN CONS!!!

★ Now... Let's start the fun!

★ He would give you meat as a gift, like those cats that give mice or birds to their owners, as a sign of affection and gratitude.

★ He would love to spend as much time as possible around you... But it's difficult, since, you know, he's toxic.

★ Honestly, having a human partner seems more favorable, since he feels familiar with the feeling of humanity, but it's still difficult... HE'S TOXIC-

★ He would much prefer his partner to be an entity like him, or something like that... It's harder to pass away.

★ I'm accepting Garry's headcannons... 🫢

[sisterlucifergraphics]

@ the anon who asked about using my dividers on an nsfw blog:

i accidentally deleted your ask but you’re good dw😭