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arundolyn · 9 months ago
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today i bring you aba stimming. tomorrow? who knows
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keferon · 4 months ago
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“Mistakes on mistakes until” ch 69 spoilers below!
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Ahahahahahahah here I go again
Mistakes on mistakes until until I can draw Jazz with my eyes closed
I woke up, checked my phone, woke up for real and decided that whatever plans I had for this day yeah no they can wait a little bit kfkgnfk
Also. Consider listening this while reading. Or don't who am I to tell you what to do~
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kraftykelpie · 3 months ago
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Tender moments shared
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violent138 · 9 months ago
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I feel like the Robins probably watched horror movies to really up their game, taking notes on the gestures and body language that would creep you out. "Criminals are a superstitious lot", so yeah the guy in full body armour that could beat you up would suck, but a small child, somewhere in the dark, with an echoing laugh all around you as you fire off a hail of bullets, somehow dodging everything and gleefully messing you up. That's psychological warfare.
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melit0n · 1 year ago
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Some cryptid photos of Vessel (+ ii) that I've collected over the past week. The fact that almost all of them look like they came out of trail cam footage is absolutely sending me
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wildflowercryptid · 1 year ago
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i'm about to pass out at my desk, but have this stupid ass doodle i did before i go sleep.
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kens-ramblings · 29 days ago
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so ik it’s not cannon accurate but,,,
i need a fic of tim just crashing out.
like he gets so sick of like damian and jason talking about how weak he is and shit like that that he’s like “yall realize lady shiva was my one of my FIRST teachers, and i was the first robin she trained. i had to train under b AFTER he already lost a robin. you DONT think he was 10x harder on me than any of you guys???? there’s a reason my training videos are mainly redacted without bruce’s or my permission. i got ra’s al ghul BEGGING ME to join his league or have my children. i get gifts from him WEEKLY. do you KNOW how many of his little ninja i fight per DAY??? nahh im sick of this shit let’s take it to the mats” and just demolishing both of them at the same time.
i just think it’d be very funny. i just like fics of people who pretend to be weaker than they are(or they just never really have a reason to go full tilt so they just don’t) get sick of holding back and just losing it :D
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ontosgold · 9 months ago
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future vision
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easyaesthetics · 7 months ago
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Long time, no Akeshu memes
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caycanteven · 11 months ago
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shakes rapidly
...c'mere pap lovers, I brought you food~! /j
(I will make headcannons for the Papy's soon I promise)
Big love to the creators of Swapfell and Fellswap 🫶
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machveil · 3 months ago
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i’ve been thinking about this can you write reader giving simon riley a hand job and over stimulating him and continuing after he cums?
yes, anon, yes I can🤍✨ a treat for this Friday afternoon, remember to have some water and enjoy going into the weekend
Sweet Man
between deployments, training, and trying to have a normal life, Simon Riley forgets that he deserves to relax - he deserves to feel good CW: handjob (male receiving), overstimulation, praise, general sweetness aimed at Simon - this is fluff hidden behind a nsfw label
Ghost is a busy man, a Lieutenant with Task Force 141. he’s been through hell - nightmare deployments, close calls, surviving gunfire. he can be called away for weeks to months, barely any communication. keeping in contact with him is near impossible when he’s off waging war with enemy soldiers
Ghost isn’t any better on base, combat training and hitting the gym leaving him sore and achy. but, only flesh and blood, Ghost doesn’t quit - he’d be a dead man if he didn’t train. a well oiled machine, a means to an end, Ghost is a fighter and his body reflects that. marred skin, scattered with scars and old wounds
Simon Riley is just a man. off duty, a normal civilian - as normal as he can try to be. Simon tries to leave Ghost behind at base, unnecessary for his home life - dredging through his job is hard enough, he tries leaving that behind for his Manchester apartment. but sometimes it gnaws at his heart, the urge to do something. it’s hard for him to relax, something always keeping on the edge of working. changing a lightbulb, fixing an appliance, going out for groceries, as much as Simon tries to wind down there’s always something to do
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enter you, his darling partner. it tugs at your heartstrings to see Simon so wound up - his body doesn’t know rest. he’s been serving since sixteen, and now as an adult he’s always wandering around fixing one thing or another. sure, he can sit down for a game, crack open a beer during a poker night, but letting his guard down? it’s rare
so you do the only thing you can do when he’s wound up and restless - lure him to the bedroom with soft smiles and sweet words. as terrifying and fearsome as Ghost is, Simon Riley all but melts for you. he’d follow you to the ends of the earth if you asked him to
it always takes him a moment to accept that, yeah, he doesn’t have to be on edge. soft pecks to his cheeks, hands smoothing down his arms, a quick hug and a charming smile. that’s really all it takes for him to settle into bed with you, presumably for a cuddle session or to watch that series you like
he’s not complaining when you paw at his hips though, shoulders slumping when you softly ask if you can touch him - that always tugs at his heartstrings, simple as it is. who’s he to say no to you when all you want to do is help him? he’d begrudgingly admit that, to himself, and only himself, he’s tired. carrying weight on his shoulders from his job, staying alive, keeping his loved ones alive
he lets you pull his belt off, undo his pants, lifts his hips slightly so you can tug them and his underwear down. pillows against his lower back, leaning in your direction, he’s asking you for a kiss. as much as he’s at your beck and call, following your whims, you’re just as smitten with him as he is with you - and who are you to deny your Simon a kiss? lips gently pressing to his, a little chapped and rough, but a sweet kiss nonetheless
his hand cupping your cheek, the other resting on the sheets - gripping them a little when your hand falls to his erection. all he can manage is a deep, low groan, muffled against you as you simply hold him for the moment, thumb brushing against a vein. slow, compared to his fast paced, kill-or-be-killed world, he appreciates the slow, steady affection. he appreciates when you lean into his touch, pull away from his lips to press a kiss to his palm. he appreciates it when you gently squeeze him, soft hand against him as you drag your palm up
he’d be satisfied like this, happy to settle for your hand against his cock - eyes fluttering shut when you press another kiss to his lips. a barely audible sigh leaving him as his thighs relax, his shoulders slope. “Being so good for me, Simon.”, your murmured words, sweet voice reaching him
and, oh, your Simon, he’s vocal when he’s soft like this, just for you. the whine you pull from him when you speak is gold, “Such a good man, Si.”. a good man, he used to scoff when you told him that. now? it draws needy breathes from him as he bucks up against your palm, seeking friction against you, “Jus’ f’you, lovie”
slow, the way he wraps his arm around your waist, bringing you closer for another kiss - groaning when you run your thumb over his tip. he can’t help but hold you close, pulling back and pressing his forehead to yours. those brown, nearly black eyes of his half lidded as he stares at you. a delicious, deep rumble in his chest when you pump him
he’d do anything for you - so when you pull your hand off him, a whine resonating in his throat, he listens to you. he finds comfort in you giving him an order to follow, familiar, but softer compared to his job. when you bring your hand up, palm open, and tell him to lick? he turns his brain off and he listens
he does more than you ask of him, he always will, his hand leaving your cheek to cup your hand. he kisses your finger tips, lips parted as his tongue darts out a little - his eyes finally closing as he opens his mouth. soft moans pulled from him as he sucks two of your fingers, your index and middle resting on his tongue as he hums around them softly. he’s nearly drooling when you press down a little, the gentle pressure making him throb
he pulls off of them, a thin strand of drool connecting his lips to your fingers before he kisses your palm. slow, sloppy open mouth kisses before his tongue is dragging down your palm. he’s already out of it, mind hazy when you pull your hand away - his head dipping down, forehead to the crook of your neck
sinful - the only word you could use to describe the breathy moan that leaves him, your hand wrapped around him again. your other hand gently carding through his hair has Simon feeling bliss. he’s big, a looming figure that terrifies soldiers and civilians alike, but in the comfort of his bed? he’s nothing more than your whiny, putty Simon. brain turned off, mouth nipping and sucking at your neck as he dumbly ruts against your hand
he’s returning the favor from earlier, pawing at your hips, kneading them with his rough, calloused hands. when you flick your wrist, slow, controlled, Simon’s dumbly babbling against your throat. “S’good— you feel so good, love.”, gravely voice cracking when you shush him, gently scratching his scalp as you coo, “Relax for me, being such a good boy, Simon.”
whiny, he’d scoff at someone for calling him that, a grown man like him doesn’t whine. but, behind closed doors when he’s holding you for dear life? pleas to come undone spill from his lips, rough voice contrasting the needy sounds he’s making, “Need you— please, lovie—“. hands groping the meat of your thighs as he bucks against you
you’ve stilled your hand at this point, he’s doing all the work. frantic, short thrusts against your hand. his legs kick out as he presses himself against you, nearly cuddling you if it wasn’t for his twitchy movements. your slick hand - now wet from his own spit and pre - has him shaking, feet planted against the sheets as he bends his knees
it’s all he can do, poor thing, frantically fucking up into your grasp - gasping as he shudders. so close, and when you finally move your hand in time with him, meeting his thrusts, he goes slack jawed. tip leaky as it grazes your thumb pad, his leg jerks involuntarily. letting out a deep, guttural moan, he’s fucking himself stupid with just your hand. eyebrows knit as he wraps his arms around your waist, a death grip as he speeds up
still. heavy, panting breathes as he coats your hand and his stomach - mouth latched on to your neck, dumbly sucking as he steadies his breath. jerking. he’s still coming down from his high when you start pumping him again, his hips bucking away. “Too much—“, voice strained as he gasps, eyes rolling back when you spit into your palm, “Please—“
he’s too stupid to know what he’s begging for - a break? your touch? faster. he doesn’t even know he’s said that, garbled noises leaving his throat before he’s biting the base of your neck. half hard, completely yours to play with as he goes boneless. glossy eyes look up at yours, moaning when you softly smile at him, closing when you speak
“Relax, Simon. I’ll make you feel good, baby, just relax.”. Simon, always ready for a fight, loses when you pick up the pace - brain leaking out his ears as you peck his lips
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xxplastic-cubexx · 2 months ago
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if i said i picked up this issue for anything but drunk erik i fear i'd be lying
(Wolverine (2020) #3)
#xmen#xmen comics#krakoa#magneto#ok fine logan can get a tag too. this IS his story after all ja/lkLAJVEAVKLJ#wolverine#snap scans#i should read the rest of this run but its like 47 issues i think so. gonna take some time with that#spliced up the panels so its easier to look at everything. and so i can frame drunk passed out erik on my wall#someone uploaded some of the first page some time ago but 1.) i forgot to rb it 2.) it didnt include the rest of the scene#it ESP didnt include erik fallin face first on the table and his lil sleepin face on the next page like please im gettin cuteness aggressio#im so miffed that these are printed on the same page cause i woulda framed this spread otherwise like PLEASE#this shit got me GIGGLING SO BAD i cant. 'dare i say it .......' he's so unnecessary i love him so much#he's so silly ..... also someone said it best in that whenever erik's drawn like a bug it's the best thing#like look at him. that's a beetle. that's my little beetle and i love him i need to put him in a terrarium and watch him#honestly theres a LOT of things i have scanned and wanna share however i have to do it. Reasonably so to speak#in that i dont want to accidentally drown out all my doodling with comic scans jvEALKVJEAKL#maybe i'll do it sandwich style ... art -> scan -> art -> scan etc etc#that does remind me i have a doodle i wanted to do today. so maybe ill do that and share another thing i got scanned ....#unfortunately i do very much love reading the comics. a troublesome thing cause theres so much i wanna share and talk about#like from this issue too i love how hank describes what charles' mutation feels like#its not a grand thing but i love it whenever charles' telepathy is described and how it effects him physiologically#maybe hank was just Theorizing what it feels like but still ... i love that insight so much .....#i'll share that quote another time- i prob won't scan the page cause it's just a text log but i will say it was from here dont worry#ok ive rambled long enough BYE im gonna go draw charles
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scrollonso · 9 months ago
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missing fernandos magic tricks rn
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loves2spwge · 10 months ago
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Hey, thanks for going through all that to save my life, Stan.
Dude, you're my best friend. I don't want you to die until I do.
💙💚 @judgedarts did this incredibly gorgeous page for me for my two most favorite dudes everrrr 💚💙
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lazycranberrydoodles · 1 year ago
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read right to left :)
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recently rewatched the way of the househusband and i thought this scene was very them lmao. this is traced over the original manga by kousuke oono. follow for more crossover nonsense!
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comfort-character-central · 6 months ago
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Here's another selfship f/o ask game! Feel free to use for your own self ships (and feel free ask me any if desired, just let me know which f/o and question)! Have a great day everyone 🫶🏻
💥 1: What is something fun you and your f/o have done together? It can be an activity, a silly moment, a good memory, etc!
🫂 2: What is something your f/o does that makes you feel loved and supported?
❤️‍🔥 3: What's your f/o's favorite trait about you?
😌 4. What do you and your f/o do together to relax or unwind?
✨ 5. What hobby or activity do you and your f/o do the most together or tend to enjoy doing the most together?
🍰 6. What sort of fun or sweet nicknames do you and your f/o have for each other?
🔥 7: In what ways does your f/o make you feel excited, giggly, happy, or positive?
❤️‍🩹 8. What is a deep or special memory between you and your f/o that means a lot to you/them?
🧠 9. What is something you love listening to your f/o talk extensively about, and what do they love hearing you elaborate on?
🥹 10. What is your f/o's favorite thing about you?
💫 11. What is your favorite compliment that you've ever received from your f/o?
💌 12. What is your f/o's love language(s)? (Gift giving, words of affirmation, quality time, physical touch, acts of service.)
🌿 13. What's something that reminds you of your f/o? It can be a meme, a song, an aesthetic, anything that gives off their energy/vibe/reminds you of them!
☀️ 14. In what ways do you and your f/o make each other's lives more positive?
💬 15. Why are you so thankful for your f/o, and why are they so thankful for you?
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