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[johnwinchestersotherson]

🍤 sitcom shrimp holy trinity 🍤

[ropers-inland-squid]

[gogomeaty]

Mutuals let's meet in someone's house and make a big dinner, quality time cooking together

[toadstool32]

🍤 fried shrimp 🍤 fried shrimp 🍤

[reinsdork]

[vorpx]

deep-fried narilamb upon ye

[thefearandnow]

If shrimp doesn’t win we call in the big guns

[devotion-disorder]

Not sure if Noel would like it but...

I kinda want to mark his thighs with bites and bruises, he may look fit but im almost 100% sure that he has very soft and squishy thighs. (I apologize if it's weird, I like to bite the people I love/feel atracted to)

-may I be 🍤 anon? Pretty please?

i mean, muscle is still soft when it isn't tensed up, so yes i suppose his thighs are indeed squishy. and yes he does like it. all bark and no bite (literally). at least for now.

[ardenrosegarden]

The ferocious 3ft long garfish. Lunch for a giant Austroraptor. They are relatives of Velociraptors but much, much bigger. 20ft from head to tail, and weighing over 800lbs. And with teeth not unlike those of a crocodile, these dinosaurs are very skilled at catching fish.

[spriteisnotasoda]

she’s shrimp shaped

[pannogkapee]

eats the shrimp

TO DO LIST:

think about shrimp

draw shrimp

prepare home for shrimp

daydream about having shrimp

test water (keeping in mind the shrimp)

research shrimp

remember tumblr exists

remember shrimp exist

fully comprehend the shrimp

[paradiseyuri]

Created by : ☆🍤焦🍤☆ Respective credits to the creator ⓟⒶⓇⒶⒹⒾⓈⒺ♡ⓎⓊⓇⒾ

[stuffifindonlinesometimes]

Go Shrimp Crazy!

[gooppoo]

i know you have a lot in your plate but neteyam kissing reader for the first time while fucking her?? he’s not a kissing guy but my man folded for reader lmfao (write it when your request will be open if you’d like to!”

– 🍤 anon

awe dis is so cute <3

Just a kiss.

Requests Closed!!

mdni.

warnings: p in v, kissing duh, Neteyam kinda just being a cutie pie ig and agedup!Neteyam ofc

The whole point of missionary is to see each others faces.

You're supposed to hold each other, cuddle, get tangled up in each others limbs.

Kiss.

Usually kissing is synonymous (sometimes required) in order for the deed to be done, but Neteyam had proved otherwise. He wasn't big on the idea of kissing, in fact you two had never kissed. This might usually deter people, but there was an odd charm about it.

Saving your first kiss for something super special. Besides him literally being inside of you, a kiss was incredibly intimate. But you didn't always need to kiss to be intimate. Neteyam knew how to get your tail flicking and you steamy just with a few touches. He'd always tease the idea of a kiss, and somehow that frustration would manifest into desire which opened your flood gates for him. With his magic fingers he'd have you cumming once, and with his dick, cumming twice...sometimes three times.

But never a kiss.

Sometimes you'd want to kiss him after a long session, just because you were overflowing with endorphins and wanted to find another way to express your appreciation. But you held back, respecting Neteyam and you in a way - because you knew when the time came it would be amazing.

So you're in that position now. It started with you and Neteyam doing your duties around the clan, and when he finished up he came by to watch you until you were done. You were preparing food for some of the children and elderly you looked after when Neteyam snuck up behind you and danced his fingers around the front of your torso. His tail tickled your thigh and he hummed in the crook of your neck. Sweetly, he swayed you back and forth, even beginning to hum a song...

then you felt him against your ass.

He must've been pent up all day. So you teased him by moving your hips against his, offering him a pathetic amount of friction. He sighed into your shoulder.

"What's going on back there?" You murmured, continuing to prepare food.

His warm breath and sultry lips found your ear, "I have been thinking about you all day. I think about the noises you make and I get hot. Let me make you feel good."

Not long after that you had your duties fulfilled, we're back at your shared space, and had Neteyam pressing inside of you. The fill was familiar but still as toe curling as the first time.

One hand cradled your head, the other slotted under your arm and keeping him from releasing all his weight onto you. Your legs were on his hips, fingers in his hair or tickling his face. Neteyam had set a loving pace with a wonderful angle so he could hear you gasp and whine. Even his pelvis ground against your clit, hitting all the marks.

Like clockwork, your sweat began to mix and your legs and arms began to shift to find a better way to just be closer and to feel each other better. With the little prep you had, Neteyam had unintentionally trained you to be lustful for him at the feel of his fingers, or the embarrassing imprint of him on your backside. As fun as foreplay could be, sometimes diving in really added a level of intensity you both enjoyed.

With your climax's on the horizon, Neteyam pulled away from your sweat clad torso to view you in all your glory. A few strands of hair framing your face, eyes half lidded and loving, lips parted for your genuine moans to slip out.

And though these were individual things Neteyam loved to see while he was drilling into you, everything combined to create a gorgeous being that he was over the moon for.

You were beautiful.

Even when your back arched and your jaw dropped you were just fantastic. It was like this every time. And every time he wanted to kiss you, but for a reason unknown, it didn't pique his interest. The intentions were there, but following through was daunting.

He had denied you long enough.

With you clenching around him and wriggling through your orgasm, Neteyam caught your attention with his hand cupping your cheek and leaned down.

For a second he hovered, your eye lashes kissing more than your lips. Your noses bumped against each other's cheeks. Even your nipples grazed his chest. It was when Neteyam finished inside of you, he let that gap close, you joining the effort.

Your lips slotted together so well, so affectionately. He hummed and you purred, both of you seeing shooting stars behind your eyes. There was an extra heartbeat in Neteyam's chest.

Your mate loved fucking you, he really did. But this new combination of the delicacy of a kiss mixed with the roughness happening below your loincloths was something to behold. With you, no less.

While there were fireworks, there was also a deep sense of home. He now new there was no reason to be afraid, and there never was. He was glad he reserved this moment because it sealed his enamor for you in a number of ways.

After realizing breathing was a necessary function, you both momentarily gasped for air. Immediately, your gazes met and observed the fluctuation in your pupils. You swore you saw little hearts twinkling about. All you could do was smile and pull him back in for another one. What else was there to do but soak up this moment?

And when Neteyam's lips collided with yours, the fireworks erupted again! And again, and again. Even when you two had cleaned up and called it an evening, Neteyam wanted to swoop in and kiss you, it was his way of saying, "I love you."

[themortaldraw]

omg 🥺🥺🥺🥺

free line art because i do NOT want to color this

[shalomniscient]

Hello! So hear me out

I was thinking about Zoya and think about how I wish to just mark her body, like, Zoya could basically do anything with me but I would probably leave a lot of love bites and hickeys in her skin without even thinking

Zoya would probably love this and do it back, but think about this, one day Zoya have enough of this and tell us to behave or else… and we don’t listen to Zoya and she puts a muzzle and a collar on us, really to fuck this habit out of our system.

I just see too much Zoya with wolves and dogs and I need a leash too

I don’t know if anyone else have take this emoji, but I want to be 🍤 anon

-🍤

[more nsft utc—]

SEX WITH ZOYA BUT THE MUZZLE IS ON US ??? THIS IS CRAZYY /pos

i think what drives her to put a muzzle on you is when you leave a mark that’s like. the first letter of your initial painted across the side of her thigh in hickeys. it’s a MESSAGE, a WARNING and a CLAIM and zoya both finds it secretly hot and maybe a little overboard when her legionnaires start getting on her ass about it. so she decides maybe she should discipline you. enter: the muzzle.

she’d be calling you all sorts of shit as she ‘disciplines’ you, but most often would be puppy. hell, maybe after the first time she’ll even by you one of those cute dog ear headbands and get you a fluffy tail plug for your cute little ass so you can really be her puppy.

she’d be running her fucking mouth as she bounces you on her cock, your cunt feeling so much tighter with the thick plug in your ass. she feels drunk off your moans and whines, and ever so often has to fix your headband because she just fucks you so hard it nearly slides off your head.

“fuck, puppy, aren’t you just so fucking pretty like this, hm? such a good puppy slut for me, taking my cock so well. go on, ride it. …mm, that’s right, puppy, just like that… gonna cum? yeah? cum then, puppy, such a good fucking slut—“

she forces you down all the way on her cock when you cum, her tip battering against your womb. she holds you in place by the hips even as you squirm and writhe at how deep she is and how she pumps thick, warm cum into your, twtiching, clenching cunt. you want to bury your face in her neck but the muzzle forces you to keep your distance, and you sob.

zoya only coos at you, grinning wolfishly—because she definitely isn’t done with her pretty puppy yet.

also yes !! u can be 🍤 anon !! welcome~