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my tastebuds have decided bread, or anything bread like, is gross and must not be eaten. I am quite sad about this.
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*Accidentally leaves a piece of cheese out on his counter* Oh no... how could Renji be so clumsy and do such a thing... Guess this is a chance for a certain arrancar to come and steal it.... while Renji's not looking - oh no!
ðŸð ...sniff sniff... SNIFFFFF... CHEEEESE?!?! ð§ð§ ð¥ð¥ð¥
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A blur of wiggle and zoom SLAMS into the countertop then liiiiifts to peek at the surface!!! ð¯ð¶ KukkapÅ«ro STARES at the cheese. This is an emergency. ð¥ð§ Experts (aka: KukkapÅ«ro. Itâs just him. Heâs the expert.) say cheese must NEVER be left unsupervised!!! Thatâs a LAW!!! ððŸâïž
He slooooowly reaches up one paw⊠another⊠little pink tongue sticking out in heroic focus⊠ð€ð
ðŸ SUCCESS!!! THE CHEESE HAS BEEN NEUTRALIZED!!! ðœïžð§âš
A waggle-wag note is left behind, scribbled in crayon (probably)
âdear renjisama, i has saved ur home from unguarded dairy. ð§ð u r welcome. ðªð¶ pls leave out 5-7 more just in case. ð sincerely, kukkapÅ«ro, cheese enforcement unit (c.e.u.) officer level: MAXIMUM.â ðŸðïžðð§ð
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Stuff like Fauxcest and CnC
Random links, thoughts, scenarios, and relating to some writing. Some of the videos have their own scenarios but I put them here because I liked the video.
ð- this is so my opposite siblings even though they aren't really opposites.
ð- definitely big bro fucking mom while little sis watches.
ð- Best Friend's Dad secret meet ups.
ð- coming home to be free Use for roomie.
ð- nighttime routine with dad.
ð- I would love this so much more if it wasn't somno...
ð¥- okay either free use friend group or free use little sis. Maybe both.
ð- love playing with big bro.
ð- sisters share cocks.
ðâð©- trash!big bro with cute!little sis.
ð- this position just seems so fun and yummy.
ð- Daddy and little girl activities.
ð- losing a bet and becoming a little pet for big bro of best friend.
ð¥- my truth is that even the thought of receiving head makes me nervous but this...
ð«- this is such needy breeding session activities.
ð«- this is so big sisters x little brother coded omg.
ð- icky!daughter tying up and using Dad.
ð¥¥- bad influence bff that everyone needs.
ð
- this is so my weeb!little bro x big sister.
ð¶ïž- this is the kind of video Dad would record.
ð«- this is just a regular girls night!
ð¥- basic video Dad makes little girl record.
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- once again the kind of video Weeb!lil bro would make big sis film.
ðœ- this is so free use roommate or tutoring using his student.
ð¥Š- Bad influence big bro!
ð¥- torn between Mom and her 2 oldest or bff and her bf.
ð¥¬- more Dad vibes.
ð«- big sis with inexperienced little bro.
ð«- I would absolutely love..I love how they are chained together.
ð¥- Lowkey giving my Bimbo Bff...
ð - popular girls vs loser girl at sleepover. Would love omg.
ð- my opposites vibes
ð§- more Weeb! Lil bro and big sis.
ð¥- I want this.
ðâð«- CNC with stalker.
ð«- I love how he thrusts up and holds her omg.
ð°- CNC with big bro.
ð¥- omg the mom x son lovers are going to go nuts.
ð- I love how he tells her he is going to cum in her.
ð«- little sister that dominated big brother.
ð¥- a spanking session would do me some good.
ð¥- my best friend said she wanted to try something on me.
ð¥¯- this is so giving me needy sibs that need to hurry before someone comes home.
ð§- omg tell me this isn't loser big sis with jock little bro!
ð¥- this to get me to stop complaining about needing something in my mouth.
ð³- Dad came home from work late and couldn't help himself.
ð¥- Big Brothers said this is how I had to repay him.
ð§-
ð¥- this is just omg. Couldn't help but imagine your best friends just going at it next to you.
ð¥©- I literally love this account.
ð- I love CNC. But I always wish there was more vocals.
ð- oral fixation goes dumb at the thought of someone straddling my face.
ð- I can't lie that bottom stuff makes me nervous but this altered my mind especially in CNC I want the full video.
ð- I feel like I've seen the full video. But I can't even remember but I like it.
ð¥ª- big sister and her girl cock
ð¥š- tell me this isn't popular girl and her minions
ð- big brother activities
ð- free use best friend vibes
ð«- honestly just really want this to be me
ð®- I absolutely love how he's talking and treating her.
I just found this DEEP in the drafts. Honestly idk if any of the links work or what's on them anymore but here ð©·
#IckyTreats#fauxcest#fauxc3st#1cky family#!cky thoughts#sibcest#sibcon#1cky sibling#siscest#siscon#big sib / little sib#brocest#brocon#dad kink#dad k!nk#dadcest#bd/sm blog#bd/sm relationship#bdsmkink#bdsmblog#bd/sm kink#cnc free use#cnc stalking#dirty fantasy#free use sub#free use kink#dark k!nk#dark k1nk#dark kinks#dark fantasy
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BAKED GOODS á° shifting ask game focused on mood board prompts to visualize your desired realities. ï¹ reblog for asks & send emojis to ask ï¹
ð¥ : CROISSANT . . . create a mood board of you in the beginning years of your desired reality vs years after youâve experienced it. you could include your face claim, favorite color, clothing style, etc.
𥯠: BAGEL . . . create a mood board of your significant other(s) in your desired reality. you could include their face claim, favorite color, clothing style, what your relationship with them looks like, etc.
ð : BREAD . . . create a mood board of some of your closest friendships in your desired reality. you could include their face claim, favorite color, clothing style, what your friendship with them all looks like, etc.
ð¥ : BAGUETTE . . . create a mood board of your favorite holiday(s) in your desired reality. does your family celebrate christmas in a big way? or do you & your significant other(s) make sure to celebrate valentineâs day every year?
𥚠: PRETZEL . . . create a mood board of your home in your desired reality. your favorite rooms, the exterior, the interior, the vibe, etc.
ð¥ : PANCAKE . . . create a mood board of your familial relationships in your desired reality. who are the most important people in your family? what does your relationship look like, visually?
ð§ : WAFFLE . . . create a mood board of your hobbies in your desired reality. do you draw, paint, bake, cook, sculpt, game, etc?
DT : emi ð
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kill them with kindness?? No, WHEREFORE DOST THOU OBTAIN SUCH CRAZY FOOD THOU CRAZY FUSS âŒïžâŒïž ððððððððððâð©ð«ðððð¥ðð
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Kofu!! i am sending you carbohydrates through nekopathy!! ð¥ð¥ðð¥ð¥šð¥ð§ð°ð¥¯
Kofu need real ones....but thank you ......
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hiii i just read "your melon bread" fic of denji and IT'S SO GOOD (i smashed the follow button immediately lol)
and i saw your asks are open so can i request a part 2 of it where the next day when denji, aki and power are patrolling the town and they walked pass a bakery and denji remembered what happened yesterday and forced aki to get inside and buy him melon bread but was greeted by the reader who's family owns the bakery (this is my first time requesting so sorry if it gets confusing and feel free to ignore this if u dont want to or if it makes u uncomfortable :3)
and can i be the ðŠ anon thankksss hope u have a good morning/evening/night ^_^
Denji Hayakawa - "Half Your Melon Bread" 2
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Hey ðŠShark anon! Sorry for the absurdly long delay, but I've finally completed your ask. At first, I was just going to ignore it since âHalf Your Melon Breadâ was supposed to be a one-off thing, but the more I thought about it, the more I came to like it! âBennyð° Part 1
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Aki was⊠perplexed to say the least. The fiend(?) that he had been tasked to watch over hadn't so much as muttered Makima's name since yesterday; it was kind of unsettling. All the blonde idiot seemed to do was stare off into the distance and mutter something about bread.
While the topknot-styled man was a bit relieved that he wasn't being bothered by both of the idiots under his watch; he did grow a bit concerned. It seemed as though Power had as well, judging by the hard stare that she was drilling into the side of the Chainsaw Devil hybrid's head. The strawberry blonde hadn't uttered a word since they left the house; only staring at him in silence with a deep frown on her face.
Denji himself was deep in thought. That stranger⊠he never got their name; they left before he could ask. He did remember their face though, so he'll definitely thank them when he sees them again and maybe they'd let him touch their chestâ
Bonk!
The dirty blonde walked right into a light pole while he was distracted by his thoughts. The boy groaned as he clutched his head in a futile attempt to soothe the pain and the ringing in his ears. As he looked at what he'd run into, he saw a soft yellow light in the corner of his eye. Turning his head, he saw that he, Aki, and Power were standing in front of a bakery.
A bakery⊠Baking⊠Bread is baked⊠Oh! Melon bread! He could get some of that here!
Quickly, Denji walks into the building, ignoring the annoyed protests of the senior devil hunter and cheers for food from the blood fiend. The smell of buttery freshly baked dough immediately permeated his nostrils as he walked through the door. It was a comforting but hunger-inducing smell that had likely not only him, but everyone else in the building heavily salivating.
âWelcome to Chubby Bunny Bakery; I can help you right over here, Sir.â Â
A voice from behind the dirty blonde draws his attention from observing the bakery's interior and to the order station.
The devil man's eyes widen as he sees the figure standing behind the display case. It was the stranger from yesterday in the park! They were holding onto a sheet pan of cookies; sliding the display case glass backing to the side and putting the pan of cookies inside.
âIt's you!â Â
Denji exclaims as he, rather rudely, points at them; finger only inches from their face due to how close he already was.
The stranger stares at him for a bit before they chuckles and gently grab his wrist to pull his hand down. They grab a small menu card from a stack of them that sits next to the register and place it in front of him with a small smile.
âYes, it's me, bread boy. Did you have anything in mind already? If not, you can look at our menu here to help you decide.â Â
The stranger tells him, tapping the menu card between them twice.
âOh! Uhâ melon bread. Plââ Â
The devil man was interrupted by a firm grip on his shoulder flipping him around to face an incredibly annoyed aki.Â
âAnd what money are you going to use to pay for it? Not mine.â Â
The raven-haired man asked rhetorically as he glared at the younger boy.
While Aki was talking the stranger came back to the front with a beige wax paper bag in their hand and held it out to the dirty blonde. Denji gingerly took it in his hand, ignoring his superior's irate rantings, and pulled out the glazed treat. He took a hesitant bite and his cheeks flushed a soft pink as the sweet melon flavor washed over his tongue; ignoring the aching in a few of his poorly managed teeth.
The stranger smiled at him before turning to the top-knot-baring man with their hand out expectantly. Aki sighed as he realized that he would be paying for Denji's food after all. Shoving his hand into his back pocket; he takes out his wallet and reluctantly forks over the needed amount, though not before he throws a nasty glare the younger boy's way.
âSo, uh, I never got your name. Or gave you mine, really. I'm Denji.â Â
The dirty blonde shyly muttered between nibbles of his sweet treat.
The stranger chuckles at his timid demeanor, figuring that he was just feeling a little embarrassed by the fact that he had no money. They rest their chin in the palm of their hand as they look him up and down; thinking about how he kind of reminds them of a dog.
âWell, nice to meet you, Denji. I'm [Name].â Â
They introduce themself lazily; taking his hand in theirs and giving it a firm shake.
Suddenly though, the baked treat was snatched from the dirty blonde's hand by a wild Power as she dashed to the door.
âSharing is caring, henchman!â Â
The blood fiend shouts as she is chased out of the door by both males.
[Name] stares at the door for a few seconds before letting out an amused chuckle. What a strange bunch, they thought with a smile.
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Howdy and welcome back! Hope youâre doing okay and are well fed/hydrated (that is a threat /pos)
In honor of your return, how about a tmnt smut post? One where the turtle of your choosing returns home to a very happy reader after a difficult mission.
You get to pick the details of what all is written but again, I hope youâve eaten. If you havenât, hereâs some virtual food
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(Thanks for the food(â â â¢Ìâ áŽâ -â )â ⧠!!! This one's gonna be about Leonardo 2k12 cu I think there's almost nothing about the 2k12 boys)
Warning â +18 (English is not my first language)
(all characters are aged up so don't start with your shit in the comments)
You were spending your time with your amazing boyfriend, watching Spaces Heros just you and him sitting on the couch doing nothing, it was late at night so everyone was already asleep... Well almost everyone because Donatello was still up working on something in his lab, his doors were close and put a paper on one of them saying "staying up all night working, please don't disturb (Mikey)". You looked at Leo who was really into the episode you two were watching, he noticed you were staring at him so he looked back at you.
â You seem to be enjoying a lot this show â
â I do enjoy it so much, specially if it's with you by my side, you know how it goes? Everything is better if you share it with your special one? â
â Said no one ever â you replied chuckling, his cheeks turned red as he looked away.
â Now you're just being rude â he chuckles as well.
The episode was about to end when you suddenly felt a hand on your left thigh, you looked at him smiling, you knew what that means. You two took the opportunity of getting a bit freaky (not really) since everyone was asleep; at first it started with a kiss here and there... It ended up with you naked on the couch, Leo on top of you kissing your neck with his lips barley touching your skin making you feel weird in a good way. You cage him with you legs, firmly locked on his hips, you pulled him closer and he looked at you worried.
â ¿What if my brothers wake up? â
â You started worrying about it after ripping my clothes off? â you said as you tried hard not to laugh. Taking him by the shoulders, you pulled him into a kiss. Everything seems to getting a bit hotter, maybe even sloppy, messy.
He pulled away slightly, just enough to look at your eyes, he's just looking for permission at this point.
â ¿Can I? â he whispered weakly, his voice shaking slightly, he didn't have to ask twice for it. You ran you fingers all the way down on his plastron till you reach that special part, you asked him gently to just drop on your hand and he does it, taking it gently you stroke him before pressing it right on your entrance, you took a deep breath and push it inside with the help of his hips. You fill a knot forming on your stomach already; taking the time for it to stretch you out while you two kiss, you started moving your hips ever so slightly, waves of pleasure running through all your body as Leo started to move his hips, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix; You tried not to moan too loudly since you didn't want to get you two in troubles.
â ¡Wait! ¿Can we change positions? , I recently learned a new one from the internet â Leo seems to be a bit nervous a bout it but you ended up nodding.
â ¿How did you even? â
â Donnie's laptop... Don't ask... â
You chuckled softly but it ended up with a soft moan as he pulled out of your hole. Leo placed you on all fours and pushed you down on the couch, he put a pillow bellow your stomach for get a better angle of your entrance, he slowly got inside you again making you moan, in this new position he can hit the good spot easily.
â ¡Oh Fuck! â he started to move his hips fast against you, seems that in this new position your pussy squeez him just good. He keep a fast rhythm, your juices dripping down your thighs while some of it wet the couch, he started moaning softly as the pleasure became too much, he grabbed you by the hair and pulled you up with one hand while the other gripped for dear life your hip.
Picking up the pace, everything felt wet, hot, both of you all sweaty... Breathless; it didn't took too long for Leo to cum, he felt guilty about you not finishing so he quickly turn you around, put your legs around his neck, tongue out pressing against your folds, kissing your clit sweetly as eats you out... didn't took you too long to come as well. As you both catch your breath you heard something. Turning around your head you gasped and Leo quickly followed your eyes.
â ¿Can you guys keep the party silent? I'm trying to work over here â Donatello said before closing the door again.
(I fear I didn't ate with this one guys, I'm so sorry it took me too long to be back ð....)
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And remember, kids: the death of the human race is nigh!! :D
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fav food+drink??ððððððâð©ððððð«ðððð¥ðð¥¥ð¥ð
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I like beer ðº
#ask blog#hamilton#hamilton fandom#hamilton musical#john laurens ask blog#john laurens#john laurens roleplay blog
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whats ur fav foodððððððâð©ððððð«ðððð¥ðð¥¥ð¥ð
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My word, thatâs an entire banquet of those little picture things.
But if you must knowâI've always preferred simpler dishesâchicken broth, a good mutton with asparagus, or the occasional sweet tart. Nothing too extravagant.
Though I must admit.. Iâve recently grown particularly fond of kebabs. Thereâs something wonderfully satisfying about food on a stick.
#king george iii#hamilton#hamilton rp#king george hamilton#hamilton musical#hamilton fandom#amrev#amrev fandom#ask blog
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ur art is so cool omnomnomnomnom eating ur art like a starved man nomnomnomnom ominomifemininominomnom
omg *feed the child* waitââgirlâ-u gon chokeâ-ð¥ð¥¯ðð¥ð¥šð¥ð§
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i am on a picnic today
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mmmh so full
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ð¥¥ðð <- didnt know what to get Kris, got a lil bit of everything :3
Kris is about to eat every single food emoji live on television
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