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Gamer mouse girl, what games will she play?
It's up to you! Because I'm accepting adopt offers starting at $20 for this gal!
#furry#sfw furry#furry art#fursona#furry design#character adopt#furry adopt#adoptable#open adopts#mousegirl#oc adopt#anthro#anthro design#oc design#accepting offers#my designs
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round 1: i help you cum in your underwear
round 2: you shove that dirty underwear in my face and make me smell and suck at it before you put it all in my mouth to make me gag around it
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i need an absolute beefcake muscle-gut dad bod of an adult man to accompany me wherever i go like a bodyguard, except we gossip and giggle and have the biggest "he's my bestie" relationship to where everybody speculates on whether or not we fuck behind closed doors (ofc we do) that is the type of support i need, just to be enabled by one single person out in public in whatever i do, just to prove to everybody that i actually do have one really really good friend who loves me and will absolutely always be on my side.
#funny#serious but also not really#god bless where did i go wrong#this is what happens when you are a horrible person#talking about myself btw#like why do i set the bar so high#and then feel lonely when my friends shade me in the group chat#STFU BITCH#accepting offers#like if you fit the bill i'll pay for the plane ticket#jk (kind of) because whenever i have an actual chance i get very nervous#THIS IS TOO LONG
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they're on thier way to thier job at the research departement
#jon missed his train#and tims route goes past the station so he offered to give him a ride#jon reluctantly accepted bcs he hates being late#this is how they met#tma#the magnus archives#art#digital art#jonathan sims#tim stoker
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stan helping to light fiddleford’s cigarette UGHHHH
also editted my brush and i love it a 100x more now
#im tweaking#please accept my offerings fiddstan nation#gravity falls#fiddleford mcgucket#stanley pines#fiddstan#fiddlestan#gravity falls fanart
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tumblr higher ups seem to be nail bitingly desperate to get people to try tumblr live. so, because i am a merciful soul, i am extending this offer to current tumblr ceo matt mullenweg: dear matt, if you wire me $30,000 american dollars, i promise to open tumblr live and spend at least ten minutes looking around. i am willing to sign a legally binding contract reflecting this. i look forward to hearing from your representatives
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stealing Jason's helmet and being a tad grossed out because it's kinda damp and sweaty and a bit large on you but you can't help admiring yourself in it.
you test the voice modulator and say the most stupid shit and eventually you start mimicking the lines you heard Jason say sometimes when he's in Red Hood mode, all that to say you were fairly distracted. So you didn't even notice you never actually know how to take it off.
Luckily your boyfriend is near, and while helpful and ever so lovely, he's also amused and slightly mean about how you managed to get yourself stuck on things like a cat who got it's claw's stuck to the curtains and had the audacity to look mad when you try to help them.
Once he got the helmet opened up however, he leans down with that same amused smile and that sparkle in his eyes that holds so much unspoken affection before kissing you, it was a soft, chaste peck, barely enough and yet so sweet, it's almost enough to soothe your bruised ego.
well, you don't mind getting stuck on stupid things as long as he keeps kissing you.
#Jason Todd#jason todd x you#jason todd x reader#reader insert#gender neutral reader#red hood x you#red hood x reader#my writing#it's like word vomit than an actual fic but please accept my offering....#just... domestic Jason Todd...
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Earth to Ushijima..? 📣
#haikyuu!!#haikyuu#tendou satori#ushijima wakatoshi#ushiten#shiratorizawa#hello again ushiten nation#pls accept my offering i am one of u#tendou with hair down agenda!!!!!!#smitten ushijima agenda!!!!!!!#kwad draws
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need our simon to come home from deployment IMMEDIATELY 🫶🏼 | p1 p2 p3 p4
your older bf!simon comes home from deployment at dinner time on a tuesday.
herb alpert on the kitchen radio, knife tearing through a bunch of parsley, garlic and onion simmering on the stove behind you.
simon can hear it- smell it through the mail flap.
smells like home.
your ears prick at the sound of the door swinging open, the hinges alerting you to a secondary presence. back tensing for just a moment before you hear steps you could pick out in a lineup.
he sees your fluffy slippers first, then your little shorts, then his t-shirt. finally, he’s met with wide eyes and the kitchen light hits the curve of your face so nicely.
simon could cry.
you already were.
“oh my god, si”
he doesn’t really want to touch you with his outside clothes, tactical gear smelling like the back of a cargo plane and you’re so soft and lovely he’s afraid he might mess it all up.
but there’s nothing stopping the way you leap at him across the kitchen and swing your entire self around him and he’s forgetting what he’s wearing and he’s wrapping his arms around you like he knows you won’t break.
his tongue is immediately in your mouth and he’s taking one gasping breath and filling his nose with the scent that’s overwhelming him.
simon realises right then that the house smells like dinner but you smell like home. you are home. he’s home.
when he finally lets you let him go you’re telling him to leave all his gear by the washer and you’ll sort it all out tomorrow but right now he needs to sit down so you can feed him.
he’s back in the kitchen with a sweatshirt and shorts on and he’s never found his own clothes so comfortable. maybe it’s because he can smell you on the fabric.
you’d only been cooking enough for one but at this point, you’re so happy to have him home that you’re plating up the whole thing for him as he sits at the dining table.
his chair scrapes back along the floor and he’s patting his thigh, simon eats his tea with you curled up in his lap telling him everything he’d missed.
apparently, old-mate next door broke up with his missus and it was quite the scene.
apparently, they finally finished the roadworks on the junction at the end of your street and there was no longer a blur of orange cones on the drive to work.
apparently, there was going to be a barbecue at the house down the street and the two of you were invited. you might make a salad to take with.
you could’ve been reading him the phonebook and simon would be a happy man. his hand was holding under your thigh and your face was in the crook of his neck.
he was home.
dishes done (together) and tea steaming on the coffee table in front of him, simon isn’t sure this couch has ever been this plush. he could melt into it, as long as it was just like this.
bare feet up on the ottoman and one arm wrapped around your side as your head lay against his chest. you could hear his heartbeat and he could hear the football you’d recorded for him whilst he was away.
deployment was fucking rough, seen and done things he didn’t even want to think about. but this is what he comes home to.
you.
you who curls up in his lap and idly twirls the drawstring of his shorts round your finger.
you who offered up all of your food to him to fill the pit that’d been growing in his stomach over the weeks.
you who couldn’t give less of a fuck about the football on tv but watches in quiet contentment for the sake of being closer to him.
you who doesn’t ask once about what happened while he was away but will always listen without judgement if he needs to get something off his chest.
ideally, simon would like to give you the world in return. then again, he doesn’t think even that’d be enough.
instead, he takes you up to your shared bed and, miraculously, he doesn’t fall asleep as soon as his back touches the mattress.
he could, very easily, but instead he pulls you down on top of him and gets his lips back on yours. the kiss when he came through the door had been passionate but it’d been fleeting.
simon had kept it like that, knowing if he spent a second longer with your tongue on his then he’d have you over the kitchen bench and that wasn’t what he wanted.
really, he wanted this. the full weight of you on top of him and your hips rolling messily against his as his hands went up underneath your his shirt.
he wanted to run his fingertips along your bare back and feel skin so soft he almost couldn’t remember the things his hands had done just last week.
he wanted to map out every spot, every freckle, every ridge across your shoulders and commit it to memory so the next time he had to up and leave he could trace you like a constellation in the night sky.
truthfully, simon didn’t want to leave next time. he wanted to get the call from price and tell him that he was sorry but he couldn’t do it any longer. he now had something- someone to live for and he just couldn’t gamble odds like he used to.
he wasn’t entirely sure he’d still hold the sentiment on the other side of blowing a load so simon put those thoughts in the back of his head and decided he’d work them out on tomorrow morning’s run.
right now, simon felt the soft skin of the inside of your cheeks and your spit tastes like the nectar those gods harped on about and he’s pulling hard on your hips as he rolled something hard between them.
you were moaning, whimpering, whinging into his mouth while you ground yourself into the hard line of his cock. raging erection didn’t even cover it and his head was tipping back as a-
yawn, deep and all consuming broke from his throat.
simon was fucking knackered.
exactly what he didn’t want to happen was happening in front of him, you were sitting up and cooing at him so fucking sweetly.
“si, you’re exhausted- we’ll go to sleep”
strong grip around your waist was anchoring you to the spot so you couldn’t climb out of his lap like you were currently trying.
“sweet’art”
you could hear it in his voice, he couldn’t even lift his head off the pillow. you conceded, however, letting him rub soft little circles into your hips.
“jus’ gimme’ one and then we’ll sleep”
laying back down against his chest, you felt the air woosh out of him as you relaxed your body on his. face fitting into the crook of his neck like you were made for him (you were) with a hand running along his collarbone.
“we’ve got tomorrow”
you knew it was futile, he was already slipping your shorts to the side. head tilting just a little to press a kiss to the top of your head.
“and i need you tonight”
settled.
you felt one large hand lift you up as his other freed his cock out his shorts. just enough, just enough to get the job done because any extra effort was going to render him unconscious.
bringing a hand to his mouth, he spit in his palm quickly before rubbing it along the head of his cock. deep groan rumbled beneath you as you felt him pressing against your entrance.
“lift y’top up, sweet’art- wanna’ feel y’on me”
you did him one better, leaning up enough to slip the shirt over your head and onto the floor. forcing him to hold his arms up for just a second, you pulled his sweatshirt off and discarded it in the pile.
bare chest to chest, you could feel simon shudder beneath you. snaking one arm under his armpit and the other around his ribs, you snuggled in tight as you felt him slip right in.
that’s all he wanted.
weeks of photos, videos, imagination to go off of. this was all he ever wanted. you so close to him that it was entirely possible to imagine the two of you as one. that there was no version of reality without you together in it.
lazily rolling his hips up into you as you met him halfway, rolling yours back down to share half of the load. simon’s arms wrapped around your back, keeping you close and keeping you moving against him.
“sorry love, s’not gonna’ be a long one”
you could only respond with a whimper, gently nodding your head into his neck as your lips press soft little kisses into the skin. you didn’t need a long time, you just needed him.
unable to help yourself from noticing the couple new scratches he’d come home with, your fingers idly traced along them as he sucked in a breath at the feeling.
what you wouldn’t give to keep him home and keep him safe.
a thought for another day as you felt yourself constricting around his cock, grinding yourself into his lap as firm muscle rubbed against your front.
tiny little gasps flitted from your mouth and into his ear, you could feel his body tensing up beneath you. it wasn’t just with sheer tiredness, you knew this man like the back of your hand.
left hand coming out from under where you’d buried it behind his back, you ran the tips of your fingernails down simon’s chest. you stopped at his nipple, gently scraping along the peaked flesh until you heard him.
“need y’to cum right now f’me please”
slipping your other hand between the two of you, you let your fingers wander against yourself until you could feel the tide breaking in the pit of your stomach.
body clenching involuntarily, your mouth dropping open against his skin. no doubt drool pooling against his collarbone as you came with a pathetic whimper. hips bucking a little crazy in his lap as his hand ran the length of your back.
“god that’s it, sweet’art”
simon went rigid, gripping you tight like you might go somewhere as the dams broke and he filled you up. hot and sticky and dripping out of you and onto the waistband of his shorts.
he fell so still the only way you’d know he was still alive was the rise and fall of his chest beneath you. his arms were already starting to fall limp around you.
coming back from the bathroom, slipping off the rest of your clothes and adding them to the pile. simon wasn’t asleep, there were no snores, but he had been rendered totally immobile.
pulling the remainder of his clothes off for him and settling in beside, you pulled the sheets up over the both of you as his arm began drawing you in.
draped across him, you could feel his lips pressing against the crown of your head.
“m’gonna’ rock y’world in the morning”
you snorted a little laugh, nuzzling in closer as his breathing starts to even out. no use in replying, snorings about the only answer you’re going to get.
not that you’d mind.
he was home.
#im sorry i went for realism- we’re not getting crazy out of him the first night home#i just need him so carnally i would accept anything he had on offer#older bf!simon#simon riley smut#simon ghost riley smut#ghost smut#simon riley x reader#simon ghost riley x reader#ghost x reader#simon riley drabble#simon riley blurb#simon ghost riley drabble#simon ghost riley blurb#ghost drabble#ghost blurb
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[7:37 pm] - gyu
“so pretty,” it’s barely above a whisper, you hardly even catch it. you stop your movements to turn your head from your vanity mirror humming in question. mingyu’s ears flush a deep burgundy before he turns his head the to side and scratches his neck, embarrassed that he was caught. “i said,” he begins, speaking louder than intended, he clears his throat before continuing this time softer “you’re so pretty”.
this time it’s your turn to feel the heat rise to your cheeks. “oh,” you turn your eyes down, looking at your lap “thanks gyu” you chuckle awkwardly.
your relationship with mingyu isn’t a new one, in fact you’ve been together for years and known each other even longer. you just can’t seem to get over the shyness that creeps up whenever he compliments you. was it the way his eyes grow large when you catch him staring? or the way he moves to brush his hair behind his ear, regardless of its length, when he’s gathering the courage to say what he’s thinking? how about the way he grabs your hands and fidgets with your fingers, looking down at them, to distract himself? could it possibly be the way he beams at your reaction to him, as if he’s said the worlds most absurd thing? you honestly couldn’t tell, but whatever it was it had your heart melting every time.
mingyu walks up behind you placing a hand on your head, pulling you from your thoughts. sliding his fingers through your hair he begins petting you, soft smile on his face. “can i watch you,” he asks timidly. you nod your head, expecting him to go back to his spot at the end of your shared bed but instead he stays put, watching you intently from behind.
mingyu continues playing with your hair as you finish the routine he interrupted, briefly asking questions about things you were putting on your face and the process you had.
once all was said and done your finishing spray was nice and dry and you’re ready to face the day. you do a quick once over in the mirror before turning to look up at mingyu “what do you think? does it look okay,” you ask, expecting a simple answer. mingyu’s eyes widen and he quickly brings his hand up to his neck, rubbing furiously. he nods before whispering a soft “pretty”. you smile and thank him before standing, reaching out to grab the belongings you planned to bring out with you before heading to the front door. mingyu takes your hand, intertwining your fingers as you walk out of your home and into the outside world, mumbling a bashful “with or without make up, you’re beautiful.”
#seventeen fluff#svt fluff#seventeen x reader#svt x reader#seventeen imagines#svt imagines#mingyu fluff#mingyu x reader#this has been sitting in my drafts and i’ve been mentally exhausted so pls accept this as an offering since i’ve been MIA lately 😭#again: incredibly self indulgent im sorry!
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hi tumblr
#if you saw me post this twice NO YOU DIDNT#tgcf#tian guan ci fu#heaven official's blessing#hualian#xie lian#hua cheng#mu qing#shi qingxuan#sketchy#please accept my humble offerings tgcf community
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Price is the kind of guy that'll wake up ten minutes before he has to, just so he can cuddle with you. If he doesn't immediately fall back asleep, he'll take the time to memorize your face, maybe whisper sweet nothings to you. Those ten minutes get bumped up to twenty if he's going to be deployed soon.
Simon spends the whole night spooning you, one of his huge hands on your chest. He can't sleep unless he can feel your heartbeat. It helps him relax, a reminder that you're safe, that he's safe. When he has nightmares, it's your heartbeat that he checks for first.
Johnny's always asleep before you are. Maybe you work different schedules, maybe you have insomnia. Whatever it is, it means Johnny's fast asleep by the time you climb into bed. Regardless of this, he's always pulling you closer. He's never awake when he does this, not even conscious of his actions. But he's got to have you close.
Gaz runs hot, and when y'all fall asleep cuddling, someone always ends up sweaty and uncomfortable. So, on the nights where it's just too hot to cuddle, he'll fall asleep with his hand somewhere on your body. Your thigh, your arm, your tummy, wherever he can reach that night. Just a reminder that he's there, and he's got you.
#cod mw2#captain john price x reader#captain john price#simon ghost riley x reader#simon ghost riley#john soap mactavish#john soap mctavish x reader#kyle gaz garrick x reader#kyle gaz garrick#tf141#cod john price#cod simon riley#cod john mactavish#cod kyle gaz garrick#it's the middle of the night and i just wrote this. pls accept my offering#my writing
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Inventory
#gojo satoru#jjk fanart#jujutsu kaisen#jujutsu gojo#satosugu#jjk fandom this is my humble offer! Please accept me!#hidden inventory arc
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Sometimes our emotions get the better of us. You can say that again.
#mobius#loki#lokius#mcuedit#lokiedit#marveledit#loki spoilers#cafeteria scenes my beloved 🥺💖#another day waking up reeling at the thought of meeting a person unconditionally accepting of your entire past present and future#and becoming someone who seeks growth from wanting to offer that back to build an equal partnership for the first time!#the way mobius openly likes and accepts all the things about loki everyone else tried to hide or push down oh i'm so emo ;;;;;#maybe i'm overdoing my emoji use while giffing them this season BUT they haven't looked at each other with anything except heart eyes so#take it up with them and their choices 😂#owen wilson#tom hiddleston#loki s2 spoilers#marvel#owenwilsonedit#dianagifs
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bones: the sequel
mirrored with the first one!
#hi tumblr friends i live#happy october!#please accept this offering of More Bones#my art#bones#not tlt#illustration
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#tommy: take eddie and DIE#buck: okay 🥰 yay 🥰#911#911edit#buddie#buddieedit#evan buckley#eddie diaz#beets.gif#(i'm sure there's so much more i could have done w this but i still don't have the encyclopedic knowledge of this show i wish i did#and also it's already long enough so please accept this humble offering)
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