#Allyway
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simeonscott · 8 months ago
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Miles Morales: "Alright big guy, that's *Strained Grunt* ENOUGH!" Hammer Head: "Couldn't of put it better myself." # Gwen Stacy: "Oh-" M: "-Crap."
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infocusby-g · 2 years ago
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boopshoops · 4 months ago
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The last giveaway prize!
Kenneth for @stormyscrapez!! Backgrounds arent my forte- i hope i did him justice!! I love his floofy hair,,, <3
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shittygaypornmagazine · 4 months ago
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just a reminder that trans tape is not this magical untitifier that some people make it out to be. I know it works great for a lot of people but what I found is that you have to consider your propositions when thinking about your results. If your torso is wider than your chest or is about the same width you should hypothetically get a pretty good result but if your chest is just. big. and you're not, truth is it just might not work. because there's much less of you to squish the tissue against and it end up looking like youre walking around without a bra but with a slightly smaller chest. also, the squishiness of your chest and its elasticity - if its really soft it will be alot easier to tape rather than if its more stern. I don't think I've really seen people talk about it so I had a lot of expectations surrounding trans tape that just ended up not being realistic and had to go through a bit of a moment to work through it. but that said, chests change with time and testosterone, so you should check in every once in a while to see if tape is something you want to try
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Jesper living longer then Wylan this , Nina outliving Hanne that.. do you guys really think any of the crows will live past 30?
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scribefindegil · 2 years ago
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I think a lot about the juxtaposition of Mogami Arc and Separation Arc, and specifically how many things Mogami had to change to put Mob into a world where he was completely alone and hated, meanwhile all it took to do it to Reigen was the consequences of his own actions.
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leslieseveride · 9 months ago
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i'm always like, "girl, who wrote this?" about rereading the wips i wrote sober, and then i'm like, "okay girl, who really wrote this?" rereading the ones i write under the influence of alcohol.
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darewolfcreates · 2 years ago
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Some splat character designs n things.
real Wasabi under cut:
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teleportationmagic · 2 years ago
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When Bruce's parents die, there are three parties in that allyway - the shooter, the victims and him. The witness.
Years later, there would be another death. There would be three parties present in the exchange - the joker, Jason himself, dying, and both of his parents made into witnesses.
When Cassandra kills for the first time, there are three parties present. Herself, as the assassin, a man dead underneath her and her father as her witness.
Maybe we are doomed to be born anew under the people who made us. Maybe violence is unending - there will always be people tied to it, whether they want to or not, on both ends of the knife. Or maybe these are beginnings - portraying lives about defying that story in every way they can.
Cassandra would never kill again, would embrace heroism as the only way to defy the certainty of that death, and have it lead to her own. Jason would kill, too many times to count, to defy the certainty of that death. Bruce promises to never again let this happen, and yet. He witnesses this same story again.
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pocketramblr · 2 years ago
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Hit Stain with the dad might stick :0
... well that just seems mean to All Might...
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simeonscott · 8 months ago
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Miles Morales: "Alright Tombstone, what are you doing in Harlem?" Tombstone: "What does it look like? Hunting Spiders!" M: "aight, how you wanna handle this? I go high, you go low?" T: "IM RIGHT HERE, YOU BRATS!" M: "Oh don't worry sir, we'll be right with you." T: "Oh no, we're not doing jokes today!"
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hamsterwalled · 1 year ago
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Watching the Mogami arc feels like a plane crash
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zwei-rhunen · 1 year ago
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oh my god, i've become civilized
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as-i-watch · 8 months ago
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They really found a brazen kitten in an allyway and decided to keep her
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moi5t-fk-fruit · 1 year ago
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✩ Ghost Fucking You in a Alleyway ☾
Oneshot ⋆⁺Pairing: Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x Fem!Reader⋆⁺
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⋆⁺₊⋆ Summary: While trying to avoid shadows, you and Ghost get stuck in between a tight alleyway. And sure Ghost’s gun is hard but not as hard as his dick pressed upon your ass. All your Lieutenant needs is a quickie!
⋆⁺₊⋆ Warning: Pet Names, Dirty Talk, Unprotected p in v, Creampie, Multiple orgasms, Semi Public Sex, Groping, Rough Sex, Praising, Breeding Kink, Gagging, Cummm. NSFW! SMUTTT! After Care? :3
⋆⁺₊⋆ A/N: This shouldn’t have taken me so long. Just enjoy plz and thx 4 reading cuties <3 Plz support by reposting ;3
Nsfw below the cut
Imagine…
Ghost and you sneak through houses and alleys, taking down any shadows in your way. Rain splashing with every footstep taken.
“Come here-" Ghost grips your forearm and pushes you against him as he leads you through the allyways.
You follow trying to pick up your feet to his speed.
Feeling your back on his armed chest as he tries to keep you close to him. He slows down and lowers his head close to your ear, you can feel yourself almost trip when his hot breath is on your bare neck.
“Trying to find somewhere secure. There's too many of them. Better to wait it out.“ he whispers close so only you can hear him. As you’re still trying to comprehend the situation, he brings you both to a stop and slides into a narrow alley.
He waves you over and you both try to get deeper where the street lights won’t expose you.
Running on adrenaline you both didn’t realize the alleys becoming tighter. Only when it was too late and you shuffle against him.
“No stop-“ he breaths out, you’re pinned against him and can feel him all around you.
“Fuck m’sorry sir.” you’re more than embarrassed, your hands are in front of you on the bricked wall.
“Just stay still.”
“Can’t stay still. Your so-hard against me-“
“What?” You can sense his eyebrows curling and even his lips forming a smirk but it quickly vanishes as your embarrassment got the best of you. You began to arch away from him and shuffle off of him.
“Y/n stop” He almost growls out. You ignore and try again, this time he’s had enough and his gloved hands grip the sides of your waist. Though the timing could’ve never been worse.
As he pushes you down you accidentally grind onto him, assuming the hardness on your ass to be a gun. Letting out a cut whine of discomfort.
Out of your sight, Ghosts head shoots back to the wall behind him, biting his lip to the point where blood could be drawn. Keeping quite.
“You mind moving your fucking gun lieutenant.” You stutter out.
“That’s not my fuck’n gun sergeant.”
His voice is somehow deeper and his accent thicker than you’ve ever heard, he’s desperate.
He’s hands are still on your waist as your eyes widen due to feeling the large imprint of his crouch on your ass. If your cunt wasn’t already wet from him being all over you, it’s soaked now. He lets his head fall to the crook of your neck. Your bodies fuming together. In defeat you let your head fall to his chest you can now see his balaclava and skull mask, his eyes are shut.
“Told you to keep still.”
Silence falls, you look up to the starry night. The storm now soaking you both more, feeling rain droplets fall on your face. Ghost focuses on your breathing and his hands that still grip on your waist loosen. Not wanting his gloved hands to leave your body you grab them, moving them lower to create a space in between the warmth your thighs. Your eyes flutter as he leads himself, his large hands squeeze and kneed your inner thighs. You turn your head close to his ear. Softly praising him to continue, he boldly moves his hand towards your clothed cunt and gropes you, you whimper and arch into his hand. He also turns his head to face you, admiring your slightly illuminated scrunched features as the pleasure gets to you. Ghost shuts his eyes when he grinds his dick against your ass again, much rougher, his lips parting open from the friction. You moan into his covered parted lips.
“Tha’s it. Jus like that pretty girl.”
He kisses you, it’s sloppy and full of hunger. You begin to kiss him back and his balaclava becomes wetter with the rain and the way both of your saliva starts mixing. He groans softly when you catch his bottom lip in between your teeth through his mask. Detaching after a slow tug.
“How about we speed this up-huh pet?" His other hand taking a hold of your throat and giving it a squeeze. You nod and with your own hands you unbuckle your cargo pants. Ghost takes his hands off your body and helps by pulling your pants down, below your ass. A short hiss leaving you as you feel the coldness of the night.
"Been wearing these along. Who could've known you were such a slut on the battle field." He says while soothing your cunt through your laced panties, his thumb applying pressure to your clit.
"Wear'em for you"
"Really?" He lets out a low cold chuckle, sliding your panties down to your pants. Moaning when he gives your ass a squeeze.
"hands on the wall sergeant"
You obey and hear him unbuckling his own pants, listening to him groaning when pumps his shaft a few times before tapping his wet tip on your cheeks. Ghost lifts you and slides his dick back and forth through your wet folds, feeling the girth and length as he humps you from behind.
“You okay with this doll? You don’t have to do this.”
“Yes. I want it, please Ghost-”
“Fuck’n hell. You’re going to be the end of me.”
Ghost slides the tip of his dick to your entrance and slowly lets himself in and out. Your mouth agape and his hot breath bleeding through his mask into the cold air of the night. Thinking of the sight someone could catch you both in. Bent over and holding yourself against a bricked wall, the storm coving the lewd sounds carried with heavy breathing while your lieutenant fucks you from behind.
You both holding in the satisfaction of him inside you but failing as he slides his tip back out of you and slams his lengthy dick fully into your pussy. His heavy balls making contact with your ass and a splash occurring with the rain. Your loud moan cut out from Ghost coving your mouth with his gloved hands.
“Let’s keep those pretty moans for my ears only. Don’t want the whole city knowing I’m fucking you like this.”
Ghost continues fucking you, his dick deep inside your pussy, his balls splashing and hitting your ass with every thrust. You can feeling yourself at the edge of your climax.
“Need to cum Ghost- can’t go any longer…”
“Come on then pretty girl. Cum all over my cock, need to feel that fuck’n cunt tighten.”
He fucks you harder, until you moan ‘Ghost’ out, loud enough for him to take one of his gloves off and shove into your mouth. You cum hard onto his cock, tensing when tasting the metallic in your mouth as you whine into the his glove. Ghost shutters behind you, his cock twitching inside you as your walls tighten and your juices cover him.
“Gonna let me come inside you doll?���
You gag on the glove and he takes it out.
“Please Lieutenant, I need you.”
Ghost groans in the crook of your neck.
“Want me to breed your pretty pussy badly, huh-doll?”
“Yes-!”
You’re cut off with a hard slap on your ass and Ghost’s thrusting becomes unrhythmic. You listen to his hushed moans and heavy breaths as he stuffs his balls on your ass and coats your walls with his seed. You whimper from the feeling of his cock pulsing.
“Good girl, take it all in for your lieutenant.” Ghost continues riding out his high and doesn’t stop thrusting into you. He pulls your head back to see your face, only to find you practically drooling.
“You’ve gone cock dumb sergeant.” He chuckles and slows down, his cock softens inside you. Wiping away the drool with his one glove. He takes a hold of your chin as you both lock eye contact. From just the sight of him, your eyes shut and you cum on his soft dick. Ghost praises you through your second orgasm. You both feel the mix of cum dripping from your pussy down his shaft, undoubtedly staining Ghost’s pants. He groans while he pulls out carefully and you whimper from discomfort.
“You alright love?” He holds you, taking your now rough and wet hands off the wall, he begins to slowly massage them with his own calist hands. Until their back to their soft form inwhich he loves.
“Yes sir” You give him a warm smile that makes his pulse quicken. You rest your head back on his chest and begin lifting your pants up.
“Let me take care of you love-” You blush harder as he calls you that again. “-promise I’ll get you properly cleaned.” He slides your now drenched panties back up and pants. Buckling your belt for you, adjusting to the right fit. With the space you have you lean forward for him to slide his briefs back around his waist and pants. Giggling quietly when you hear him trying to rub off the cum that got on his pants with the rain. He wished you could see the smile that spreads on his face as he listens to your sweet giggles.
“We should get going y/n.” You hum, remembering where you really are. He helps you shuffle off him, trying to avoid anymore physical contact. You both begin to retrace your steps, now knowing the shadows are far gone. The street lights becoming more visible.
Before you get your gun out and focus back on the task at hand, you’re halted by Ghost turning you over to face him. He traps you against the cold wall with his large arms. You look up to him. Rain droplets failing from his skull mask and helmet. His eyes not leaving yours.
“Lieutenant?”
He detaches his skull mask and slowly lifts his balaclava up to his nose. Revealing the bottom half of his face. You observe his stubbled beard and slightly chapped lips, scars scattered around his face, one larger one extending across his lips. He looks down to your lips and his hands find the sides of your head. Ghost smashes his lips with yours. You both finding pleasure with his controlling mouth. Though he backs up and slides his balaclava back down, along with attaching his skull mask on.
“Let’s finish this mission and continue this later eh-sergeant?”
“Yes Lieutenant-”
“Atta girl.”
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leslieseveride · 9 months ago
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well would you look at that!! it's my chenford pregnancy fic reserecting back to life after... idk... 3yrs of abandonment????
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