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sweetbearbakery · 6 months ago
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clingy panther/wolf hybrid bf that gets lost at target while you shop??
Losing your wolf hybrid bf at target♡
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•Wolf hybrid! Bf is very affectionate and clingy, always pawing at you or nibbling/licking your face.
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•Wolf hybrid! Bf who started to cry when he got home from the store one night and couldn't find you, not thinking to check the bathroom. Then you coming out of the bathroom, finding him in a pile of blankets and your clothes on the rug in the living room. Curled up into himself as he whined.
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"Baby, why are you crying?" His head immediately shot up, pouncing onto you as he nuzzled his face into the crook ofyour neck. Hiccuping as he cried, his nose cold on your skin. "I thought y-you left while I w- *Hic* was gone!" He would cry into you neck, clinging onto you like a lifeline. You would settle down into his pile as you let him snuggle up in your lap. "No sweetheart, I was just in the bathroom. I would never leave you like that."
He'd sniffle as he looked up at you gently, nuzzling his face into the front of your shoulder whilst looking up at you with doe eyes full of love and worry. "P.....Promise?..." Looking down at him with a loving smile as you gently moved some hair out of his face. "Yes baby, I promise."
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•So just imagine the panic that sets in when you realize that you had left him in one of the isles of target.
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Hearing a small howl from the cleaning supplies isle, you rushed over. Frantically looking around until you saw a fluffy tail sticking out from the toilet paper.
Sighing in relief as you gently moved some of the toilet paper packages from the wall he had built. Finding him curled up and shaking like a leaf in the middle of the the toilet paper. Curled up into a ball, his hands holding onto his ears a bit. The cartilage bending in his firsts, not enough to hurt him. His breathing was a bit heavy, you could see some of his face. Feeling your heart sink as you caught a glimpse of his quivering lips and tear stained cheeks.
Stepping a bit closer, you gently tapped his shoulder. Expecting him to just turn his head and look at you with a scared look. Turns out he had noticed your touch, and apparently, even in public like this, he pounced onto you. Not that you minded.
Knowing his need of comfort and consolation in the moment, you wrap your arms around him immediately. Squeezing him tight enough to let him know that you were actually there with him. Letting him be there in the moment for a bit before speaking up.
"It's alright sweetheart, I'm right here. I'm so sorry, so, so sorry, Honey...." You whispered softly as you started to rub soft circles onto his back. Feeling some of his shaking and quivering go away. Gently tilting his chin to look up at you. Sitting silent as you waited for his words. "I....I thought.....you left me h...here all alone.....that y...you didn't love me a....anymore...I.....I was s....so scared...."
Sighing softly as you started to softly pet the top of his head. "I know baby, I'm so sorry. But I promised I would never leave you." You coo out in a gentle whisper. "And I'm right here, aren't I?" He sniffled, nodding as he looked at you. "Y.....yes..."
Smiling as you took one of his hands into yours. Placing your forehead onto his. Mumbling a small 'it's okay.' Before picking up your head and bringing your free hand to his cheek, gently caressing it. "Just breathe, sweetheart. Can you tell me five things you can see?"
He looked at you, a bit confused as he sniffled but nodding. Looking around before looking to you and clinging back onto you. "I can see you, t-the wall, um...the shelves, my h....hands, and.....cleaning supplies..." He smiled as you nodded in approval, placing your forehead back on his.
"Good, now closing you eyes. Take some more breaths and name four things you can feel. Okay?" You feel him nod against your forehead. Taking a big, deep breath before he closed his eyes, squeezing your hand softly. "I can feel....you hand in mine, your pants, the floor, and.....my own hand."
You let out a soft hum, letting go of his hand. Both of you opening your eyes. "Close your eyes and ball your hands into gentle fist." He listened, closing his eyes once again and gently balling up his hands. "Now, three things you can hear?"
You look at him as he focused, finding him adorable. His ears stood up gently, listening around for noises. "Your breathing, shopping carts, and other people." He opened his eyes, smiling softly as he looked at you.
Opening your arms, welcoming him into your embrace. He immediately hugged you tightly, nuzzling into you. Smiling as you started to pet the top of his head once again. "Two things you can smell?" You whispered to him softly.
"You and me..." He mumbled in response before looking up at you. Taking his chin carefully and gently kissing him. The kiss full of love and comfort. Pulling away a couple seconds later with the same smile as you asked. "And one thing you can taste?"
He looked at you, blushed softly as he clung onto you again and buried his face into his chest. Mumbling a small "you..." into your chest. Laughing softly as you gave him a soft squeeze, kissing the top of his head. "Good boy." You praised softly, looking at his wagging tail.
Helping him stand up, wrapping your arm around him despite how he was taller then you when standing. Pulling him close and keeping him a your side. "We can come back another time, let's just go out to the car. M'kay?" You asked as you looked up at him.
He nodded, looking down at you before looking around and sniffling a bit. "Okay....and.... thank you..." He whispered as you both walked to the exit. "Of course, Honey. Like I said, I'll never leave you. I love you, so much.
A soft smile appearing on his lips as your two walked out the doors, wrapping his arms around your waist in return. Somehow pulling you closer as you both walked to the car. Stopping before going into the parking lot, bending down to kiss you softly, after the kiss, mumbling a small but meaningful " Well..... I love you more...."
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A/N: Thank you for the request and I hope you like it! Please boot this post and feel free to send in more request, like, and reblog/repost.
XOXO, Bee♡
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cupcakequeen-2005 · 5 months ago
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The Breakers <3
Chapter 1 - "Hell No!"
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Why do Geto, Gojo and Sukuna hate Y/N so much.
Why did Y/N leave The Breakers
What happened with Shoko and Maki
Next <3
Masterlist <3
Characters
Extras
The Breakers
The Gang
Thank you for your support already :> <3
TAG LIST: @sweetbearbakery
Let me know if you want to be on the tag list :)
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madaqueue · 2 months ago
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taglist:
@rachel-mp3 @zeninslut @tojis-ball-sack @corvid007 @levkuna
@aiicpansion @channnee @sweetbearbakery @aotdump @masobunni
@itsiegrl @krack244
EPISODE 3: A TASTE OF HONEY IN DEFEAT
satoru thought he would have no problem winning a bet he proposed, but a month is too long to go without a taste of anything this sweet.
themes/content: smut. edging, handjobs, mean-ish dom!reader, satoru being whiney lmao, premature ejaculation + he cums inside, light bondage (satoru receiving). (wk: 2.1k)
a/n: this is part of @luv-lies no-nut-november collab!!! so excited to have been a part of this, hope you all enjoy >:3
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“You know I trust you, but don’t you think the ropes are a bit much?” Satoru giggles as you tighten the final knot around his wrists, shoulders bulging and arms stretched overhead.
“I know you trust me - it’s you I’m worried about, ‘Toru.”
“What, worried I won’t be able to keep my hands off you?” The smirk painting his features veers into a grimace as he winces, straining against the tightening rope.
“No. I’m worried you won’t be able to keep your hands off yourself.”
Pink lips draw into a pout. “Aw c’mon, you know I’ll be good! I’m the one who made this bet in the first place, remember?”
You hum as you tug his hands down, testing the strength of the woven cerulean adorning his skin. The headboard shakes with the movement.
“And yet, you were so willing to break the rules.”
It had been quite a sight, truly - your dear Satoru, splayed across the bed, whimpers and moans falling from his lips like honeyed rain. They landed heavy in your ears, sticky and sweet. When the door creaked open, he made no effort to stop the fervent motions of his fist up and down his cock. He was flushed from head to toe, too lost in his own pleasure to recognize the sound of your footsteps approaching. It was only when your hand rested atop his that he jerked up, clouded eyes turning apologetic.
“I know I wasn’t supposed to, I know, I just couldn’t wait-” he had babbled.
“It’s okay,” you purred, rubbing soothing circles into his skin. “But you knew the deal, remember? I’m the only one allowed to touch you this month, right, Satoru?”
“I know, I know, I’m sorry-”
“And how close you were to cumming, too.”
“I wasn’t going to, I swear-”
You hummed and squeezed his base, earning a gasp. “You know it’s not good to lie, either. Remember, you made this bet, sweetheart. Were you really so willing to throw it all away? To lose?”
“I wasn’t going to lose, I promise, I just needed something-”
He was getting worked up, panicked thoughts racing through his mind. He braced on his forearms to sit up, but with a purposeful push you guided him back onto the sheets.
“It’s okay, my love. If my poor baby is so needy, I’ll take care of you. I’ll give you something.”
His eyes widened when you pulled the ropes from under the bed, eyeing him like your next meal, a starving predator ready to pounce. And here was your prey, so ready for the taking, offering himself to you as a good piece of meat should.
And now, he’s tied up like one, too.
“I wasn’t even going to break the rules,” he whines impatiently.
Sitting back, you admire your work: your strong, determined Satoru spread and waiting. Trailing a finger down his stomach, his skin burns hot in its wake.
“That’s certainly not what it looked like to me.”
“I-”
“Because to me, it looked like you couldn’t handle going even a month without touching this needy little cock of yours.”
He pouts. “I’m not little,” he huffs.
A giggle bubbles from the back of your throat, bouncing past your lips.
“And besides, I can handle it, I swear! I made it almost the whole month, I did, I just-”
Tilting your head, you gaze down at him. “What, got too desperate? Poor Satoru, ‘The Strongest,’ couldn’t even follow the rules of a bet he made?”
Blue flashes against white as he rolls his eyes. One hand ruffles his hair, cooing down at him.
“It’s okay, baby, I’ll make you beg to break this silly little bet of yours.”
“Whatever,” he scoffs, hiding the way pink creeps up his neck and decorates his cheeks, stained like flower petals. He’s soft like them, too.
A light chuckle lands in the air when your palm grazes up his length. He twitches in your hold, warm skin on warm skin.
“H-hah, see?” His mouth hangs open between the words. “Told you I could handle it.”
It’s gentle touches at first, to ease him into it: slow strokes, light fingers. And yet, he’s still wrapping his throat around whimpers.
“Aw baby, I haven’t even done anything yet.”
Your lips curl into a smile, breath hot behind them. The words come out syrupy, dripping in sugar (and Satoru has always had a sweet tooth). His stomach aches in hunger - hunger for your hands, your body, your control. Whatever you plan to do to him, he’ll swallow it whole, bigger and bigger bites until his cheeks swell and all he can taste is you.
The grip around his base tightens, running up and down. Something about your skin is so much softer than his, untainted by the cruelty he lives through, only dirtied by desire. It spreads over his skin, glistening white and sticky.
When whines begin to twist through the silence, his eyelashes fluttering to bat away the impending tears, he doesn’t have to say it - he’s close.
Just as his muscles begin to tense, you rip your hand away.
There’s a choked little cry he lets out, hurt like an animal you spared from death. One that was ready for it, for the warmth and comfort it provided.
“Why’d you stop?” His voice is strained already, a high-pitched draw across his vocal cords. His eyes are sparkling and wet.
A peck to his cheek sends shivers down his spine. “Because you’re not supposed to finish, remember, silly? I’m just helping you hold up your end of the bet, after all.”
A sound like untuned violins, haunting and beautiful all the same, plays from his throat. You giggle at the music.
“C’mon, Toru - you wanted this, remember?”
“I know,” he grumbles, scrunching his nose. “Fine, fine, do whatever you want.”
You smile.
(You would have anyways)
Your gaze falls upon the aquamarine rope, the matching eyes, before trailing back down his steadying chest.
It stutters when your fingers trace up the veins of his cock.
It heaves when you cup a palm around his balls.
You squeeze.
“F-fuck,” he groans, hips lifting off the bed.
There’s a word living at the tip of his tongue, its shape burning into his mouth.
Harder.
Luckily, you know your Satoru - you know what he thinks, feels, wants. And as a lover should, you happily oblige.
The sound he makes is garbled and choked, utter nonsense. It came straight from the depths of his body, a pure animalistic response, one he couldn’t have controlled if he tried.
Already, he’s beginning to tremble in your palm - it’s getting easier to do this, make him shake like a lost leaf floating through the autumn air, held captive by the gusts of your wind. Up and down, he travels with you, because of you.
Again, you pull your hand away.
Again, he whines.
“Noooo,” he mumbles, more to himself than anything. It was automatic, the expression of displeasure, ripped from him with the loss of your warmth on his.
“What’s wrong baby? You want me to stop?” It’s more fun when he has an out, when he could say no and chooses not to. When he wants this just as badly as you. “You know you-”
“No.” It's more breath than sound. “No, please. Keep going.”
And as a lover should, you happily oblige.
Precum drips down his length, covering him in remnants of desire. They cling to his skin like silky webs, woven from devotion and need. Each slick pump of your hand up and down creates more and more and more, a beautiful pearl at his slit forming one moment only to be spread by your circling thumb in the next.
Each time you reach his base, you squeeze. Each time you reach his tip, you twist. In this dance you both twirl and breathe and feel in beat, holding on to one another with sweaty hands and tired muscles.
“Remember, you can give up whenever you want,” you coo, the sweet glue of a trap.
But Satoru doesn’t dare taste, doesn’t dare step inside - he knows better.
(Right?)
“I’m not - fuck - giving up.” He tries to throw you a smile, but it lands at your feet.
Fists clench into each other, nails digging into his palms. You almost feel bad, the way he’s beginning to writhe within the ropes. It must hurt, you think, the texture soft but never soft enough - it’s nothing compared to you. In spite of his anguish, he knows better than to give up this easily. You haven’t even really begun, not yet.
When his eyelashes flutter closed, you know to pull your hand away.
He’s getting more subtle, the only sign of his impending pleasure a soft flicker of white and blue. But you recognize it, of course - his pleasure lives everywhere in him. In the way his breath catches, in the way his skin burns hot, in the way he gets all too loud or all too quiet.
There’s barely a sound this time. Instead, he just frowns, displeasure spreading across his sweet features. His lower lip sticks out, and he stares at you with cloudy eyes.
“I know, baby, I know. But this is what it takes if you want to win.”
The words don’t ease the growing ache in his core, but your voice does. Every vowel blurs the pain, every consonant gives him something to cling to. He’ll climb himself out of insanity on your breath.
Again, you wrap around him and drag him closer to the edge. Unable to pull his gaze away, he stares down it, looming, waiting. The free fall must feel nice, the wind against his skin, for a moment before he hits the ground. But with a firm hand on the back of his head, you just hold him there. It’ll be his choice whether he decides to jump. Or rather, when he decides to jump.
Another choked groan leaks from his lips when you pause. There are no words left for him to say, nothing but the agony of desire. He shakes his head, squeezing his eyes shut as if it’ll make the leap any less tempting.
Hushed whispers, not quite praise, tingle his mind. Little hums of “I know,” or “there, there,” dance from your throat, and he writhes.
Distress always looked so pretty on him. Pretty tears, pretty red cheeks, pretty pouts and pretty cries. Perhaps it’s a curse that he looks like a fallen angel when he weeps - if he looked more grotesque, you wouldn’t feel the urge to bring him back into the jaws of pain.
But he lets you comfort him nonetheless, preen his wings and kiss his tears.
This time, when you stop, he thrashes. His skin burns, crisp like it had been warmed by the sun for too long. Everything is too tight, his hands, his arms, his shoulders, his stomach. They need to be loosened; they need to be released.
“Please.”
It’s so quiet, it’s almost not a word, just little sounds from his tongue.
“What was that, baby? I couldn’t quite hear you.”
Tears stream from glossy eyes when he looks at you. His lips quiver as he speaks.
“Please, I wanna cum. Please.”
The smile spreading across your face is cold and knowing; he looks beautiful as he falls.
“I know you want to, but-”
“I lose.” He’s panting, gasping through the plea. “I lose, I give up, I don’t care, just, please.”
Hot tears melt beneath your thumb as you swipe them away. His mouth hangs open, as though he could swallow the air, hold it inside him and let that ease the aching. But the only thing that can help him now is you, the only thing he can stomach.
“Okay, baby. I’ll take care of you.”
A loose smile flows across his face, easy like gentle waves lapping at the corners of his thoughts. The sentence itself barely makes sense to him at this point, garbled in his lust-clouded mind. But he knows you’ll help him now; he welcomes the push over the edge.
Straddling his lap, you guide him to your entrance. Sticky and hot, he presses into you. Just as his tip enters your warmth, he hurls himself into the wind.
Everything in his body trembles, muscles tightening and contracting out of time. Eyelashes flutter, whimpers dance like petals as he comes undone.
The only thing he can do is twitch inside of you, pearly strings pulsing with each erratic breath.
Finally, he opens his eyes to find you smiling. Warm lips press along his cheeks, dried tears salty on your tongue.
“Well, you certainly lost this time,” you hum, resting your forehead against his; he looks at you like you created the earth itself, your breath in the wind and your heartbeat in the sun. “But there’s always next year, right?”
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sweetbearbakery · 6 months ago
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♡ Monster S/O ♡
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A/N: All photos found on pintrest
♡Please send in asks and request for moodboards♡
♡Feel free to repost and please boost this post♡
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sweetbearbakery · 6 months ago
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FR🫶
(not anymore, still love him though)
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sweetbearbakery · 14 days ago
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VANDERRRRRRRRRERR😩
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I'm so fine about him🙂
(I'm not😭)
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ozzgin · 6 months ago
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A tad embarrassed to post this because it looks like a try-hard compilation, but I’ll elaborate a little below to defend myself. Skipped Lana del Rey, Ethel Cain and The Neighbourhood since you already included them <3
Tagging @yandereunsolved, @sweetbearbakery, @struggling-bee, @hana-no-seiiki, @sl33paholics, @queenie-the-court-jester because I’m rather curious 👀 and of course everyone else reading this (I’m counting it as free music recommendations)
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Arai Tasuku - Alice: if you like Kikuo or bizarre instrumentals, you’ll know what I’m talking about. I keep it stashed for special days.
Amnesia: A Machine for Pigs: game/movie soundtracks are nice if I’m writing or doodling. I’d also include Silent Hill and Haunting of Bly Manor for some cozy, spooky listening.
Corteo: I love anything circus themed, and I even own the CD from when I went to see the show live! Cirque du Soleil makes fantastic music.
Japanese Retro Hits: interesting to hear the American influence in post-war Japanese music. Also an umbrella choice for oldies/torch songs in general, would recommend if you’re cooking.
tagged by @oncomingnight !! (i can’t rb the og post for some reason 😭😭😭)
my top four most listened to albums!! i had to do two because one of them is only for one band.. can u tell who my fav artist is…
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im tagging some mutuals i wanna know more about + anyone who wants to do it!!!! < here 3
@rizua @suiana @yandere-yearnings @harmonysanreads @ozzgin ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹
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sweetbearbakery · 8 months ago
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Welcome to my page and the...
✨️Sweet Bear Bakery, Request Game✨️
THIS IS ALSO A MONSTER FUQUER ACCOUNT SO FEEL FREE TO REQUEST A MONSTER INSTEAD OF A CHARACTOR FROM ONE OF THE PROVIDED FANDOMS ( you also don't have to use the menu♡)
ANONYMOUS OR NOT YOUR REQUEST WILL BE RESPECTED AND I WILL NOT RESPECT BULLYING AND HATE ON THIS PAGE!!!!
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(Please boost this post❤️)
MDNI
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Credits to cottonlemonade's page for this idea ♡
My rules are:
I will do
•NSFW
•Dub-Con
•Fluff
•Angst
•Smut
•Kinky shit
•Diffrent reader variations ( Trans, cubby, black reader, ect)
•SFW
I WILL NOT DO
•Pedophilia
•Incest
•Non-Con/Rape
•Transphobia
•Homophilla
•Very heavy degradation themes
Fandoms I write for
•Jujitsu Kaisen
•Demon Slayer
•Haiykuu
•Hsr
•Obey Me!
And if you are wondering what an NSFW moodboard is then go to dolcettamagica's account to see what I mean.
This is a safe space, feel free to send in asks and requests♡♡♡
XOXO, Bee
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sweetbearbakery · 6 months ago
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I would like to request a Medium Oreo cake sent to a librarian that does not want to be dealing with the monster in their library right now
Clingy Hybrid-Monster distracting you from work♡
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Need this though<33
A/N: Thank you for the request! Sorry for only doing black and white. I'm too tired to go and took for image with the same 3 or 2 colors. Also couldn't find monster specific images with books. We just gonna have to imagine ♡
♡Feel free to like, repost, and sending some asks♡♡
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sweetbearbakery · 6 months ago
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hello, hope you're doing okay🫂 could i please get a small red-velvet brownie w/ chocolate bark, or a small pie w/ strawberries (ft. ino or geto) - whichever you find more appealing! (or neither if u don't like them or don't feel like it, no pressure! /gen)
♡Friends to Lovers withe Ino Takuma♡
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A/N: I will be writing a suguru drabble soon so stay tuned! Thank you for the request Anon♡
Was put together in a rush, will edit or post another version soon♡
♡Feel free to like and repost♡
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fifis-cosmos · 5 months ago
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I was going back through my old posts and… girl before you changed your name… I just remembered that Hbc stands for “Hyunjin’s Bussy Crack”
🏷️@sweetbearbakery
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Broooooooo, heeeyyy poookiiee heeeyyyy! 🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🥹🥹🥹😫😫😫😫🫣🫣🫣🫠🫠🫠🫠
HEY BOO-BOO BEAR. Guys this is my favorite person ever.
Hbc, let’s do a collab sometime 😫
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sweetbearbakery · 6 months ago
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For my stoner!geto x Insecure reader post. I have created a Google form. The first poll is here if you want to decide the format.
The form is to contribute some ideas and help with the format and plot of the story. Go all out with your answers, I don't mind.
♡ Feel free to reblog/repost ♡
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sweetbearbakery · 6 months ago
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College Au, stoner! Geto won!
My next drabble will be Stoner!Geto x Insecure! Reader. Keep an eye out and I will happily tag some off y'all of you want!♡
♡Feel free to like, reblog, and send in some request♡
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sweetbearbakery · 6 months ago
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y'all, i'm about to be posting a bit of polls for my stoner!geto x insecure!reader
first off
Here is part 2 to this post
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sweetbearbakery · 5 months ago
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just wanted to stop in to say I adore your set up for requests! so cute and creative! ive been on tumblr since 2011 and I don’t think ive seen a set up like it 🫶
THANK YOU SO MUCH♡♡♡♡♡♡
But like my pinned post says, I got inspo from another writer/creator (with permission ofc). Although, thank you soooooooo much for this. Low-key did the little squeel thing when I saw this. Hope you have an amazing week!
XOXO, Bee ♡
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sweetbearbakery · 5 months ago
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Do you have a masterlist?
No, not yet. I haven't had the time to make one. And even if I did, I don't have enough asks and requests to make a big masterlist. But feel free to look at my pinned post here and send some requests/asks. My inbox is also open for random stuff to, questions, comments, ect♡
XOXO, Bee♡
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