#babygirls plural

[queerolddad]

powerful homoeroticism, I really enjoyed it

[matrixxsystem]

DID System Raph Time !!

All drawn by @soursugxr !! asdsf I love his artttt tysm for these goobers

These are all of Raphs alters (so far) and I will talk about them till the end of time- These alts will also be in other AUs of mine (they may act slightly different but the names and general ideas will all be the same)

Cherry She/Her - Oldest alter besides Raph, she's a caregiver/soother and is the bestest big sister <3

Brick He/Him - What he lacks in smarts he makes up for in goofy shenanigan's and himbo antics (Yes he forgets how his name is spelled sometimes but we don't talk about that)

Crimson He/They/It - Very Hobie Brown/British punk-core, he's not exactly mean to the ones he cares about, but bitch ain't never been nice I'll put it that way

Merlot He/Him/They/Them - They know they're conventionally attractive and have no problem showing that off and using it for their gain.

In the words of our other friend, "MERLOT DRESSES CUNTY AND I LOVE IT"

Rory He/Him - Just a lil guy, fr tho Rory is a little who's around the age of 5-7, he's not as talkative as the rest but he's easily excited and distracted. He loves watching Donnie work, coloring with Mikey, and playing pretend with Leo.

[worldsokayestdragon]

Original flavor Dublith Greed is babygirl. Greedling is blorbo(really double blorbo, 2 blorbos for the price of one). Colonel Roy Mustang is the poorest little meow meow. Follow for more flawless character classifications!

[aretheybabygirl]

[systemserendipity]

Silly system culture post.

Sometimes, being a system/plural/multiple online means coming to the front and reaching out on discord, only to realize that your headmates have surprised you with a new pluralkit pfp... haha

~L 🎲 they/he

[lost-in-the-planetarium]

system things is who's fucking idea was this

system things is guarding my headmates from texting our ex

[tommyssupercoolblog]

simppost

Me everytime I see my Seán in headspace: omg hi ur so pretty

Me everytime we watch one of his source's videos: wow ur so pretty in this did you know that ur so pretty?? Because you are!!! You're so fucking pretty

Just, me: y 🥺 you're so pretty

[animationismycomfort]

idk how i feel about 2012 tmnt because I love it don’t get me wrong but……eh

somethings just coudve been done better

the characters definitely coudve been done better

the relationships……..yea

what I will say tho is

characters

2012 April isn’t bad but she’s so much and so little of a character that she just comes off bland

Donnie…..honestly he’s not bad but the crush definitely ruins him a bit

raph I don’t hate at all and if you do……..you clearly don’t understand people with anger problems

Mikey is an idiot and pretty gullible sometimes and honestly I’m upset they didn’t try and help or at least teach him better cause wtf

Leo is babygirl prove me wrong

Casey……eh in my opinion he’s just bland most of the time

karai is a dumb b-tch with massive issues that just make her come off as a d-ck prove me wrong

karai lesbian confirmed?

splinter is alright do I think he could’ve been better in the teacher and dad department yes do I think he did well for his situation and circumstances yes does that make up for his sh-tty character handlement……no.

the relationships…..loooord these bastards…..here we go

the implied ship material in the show ruined the way people saw leo and karai’s relationship and I am so mad

again I hate love triangles and this f-cking thing (April x Donnie vs April x Casey)is so annoying f-ck off no one cares anymore pls just move on good god you ruin whatever character you have for a love triangle you won’t let die Jesus Christ

raph and Mona are the only saving grace when it comes to actual canon ships in this show prove me wrong I dare you they are adorable

[neon-vocalist]

Hey just a reminder for you pretentious fucks out there:

Source separation DOES NOT make you superior to alters who choose not to source separate.

Changing your source name DOES NOT make you superior to alters who choose to keep their names. (This one comes with a lot of disclaimers about closed cultures or whatever but for the love of fucking God if an anime alter respectfully keeps their Japanese name or whatever you do not get to act all high and mighty for hating yourself over yours.)

Using a Picrew instead of a source image. Not using introject/fictive/factive labels. Etc. Etc. NONE of these things make you better than anyone else.

Kindly shut the fuck up.

[its-just-hyper]

Firefox why do I keep calling my friends babygirl Firefox wh

[cetoddle-archive]

i’ve pretty much always had such a soft spot for sagittarians and i’m fairly certain that someday this will be the death of me

[shoreline-system]

The exhausted protector/gatekeeper trying to put the system to bed Vs the hyper social alter who wants to stay up chatting

[ultrabooob]

bruh

🫢

[littlefreya]

Pictures of You

Summary: While Sy is deployed, his new girlfriend sends him nudes, and now he must take care of 'business' himself while fantasizing about the things he would do to her.

Pairing: Captain Syverson x himself x OFC

Word count: 1,200

Warnings: 18+ (Minors DNI), pure smut, graphic depiction of sex (male x female), male masturbation, bodily fluids, accidental creampie, dirty language, punishment, Freya using "peach". Being caught in the act. A bit of fluff. Not beta'd.

*No permission is given for reposting my work, translating, copying it, or parts of it and claiming it as your own*

A/N: It's been a while since I posted. I am working on a series (plural), but I got inspired by a lovely anon today. I'm not sure if I'm tagging anyone since my tag list is probably outdated and I'm not sure who still wants on. So, if you enjoyed, reblog, or comment, let me know. I'd appreciate it. 🖤

Pictures of You

At last, night unfurled, and the camp became quiet. 

The glorified Captain retired to his quarters, exhausted from a day of training recruits and tedious paperwork. This deployment would be long, and though he loved being The Captain - Logan Syverson was beginning to miss home.

It was all because of her. Sy shouldn't have caught feelings, long-distance relationships were never his thing, but damn, she was something else; a woman way above his league, pretty, hot as hell and way too smart to be with a military grunt like him.

Needless to say, fucking her made him feel like a god. 

Stripping down to his boxer, Sy slumped into his bed with a huff and reached for the private cell phone stuffed in his drawer. 

Twenty unanswered messages appeared on the screen—three of them from her.

Joy painted his face at the sight of her name. Ignoring everything else, he went directly to read her messages.

“Missing my big Sy”, the first message read. 

The other - “something to make you think of me.”  

The last message was simply an attachment. Curious, Sy tapped it open.

‘Fucking hell.’

The unmistakable pang of desire instantly surged through his groin. 

There she was, his sweet woman, naked and spread open like a present unwrapped, especially for him. She was sitting on her bed, one breast gripped by her palm with her nipple peeking through dark-painted nails while her other hand toyed with the sweet peach between her thighs. 

“Fuck,” Sy muttered. Already rock-hard. Absentmindedly, his hand massaged the hefty bulge through the fabric of his boxers, eliciting a deep groan from under his breath. 

‘What are you doing to me, babygirl?” 

It wasn’t just her naked body and the way her finger teased her own slit, but the look she gave him, the familiar neediness in her gaze, the way she bit her lip. 

Damn, if she was here right now… He’d fucking punish her for teasing him so bad! He’d pin her to the wall with his hand around her throat and show her what happens to naughty girls who like playing such wicked games. 

Now he had three fucking months to go, and all he could think of was how bad he wanted to be inside her tight little cunt.

‘Well, guess I’ll have to take care of this myself…’

Springing his cock free from his boxers, he ran his rough fingers up and down the length of his imposing shaft - slow at first, as Sy enjoyed taking his time, just as he would with her. His thumb rolled across the crown of his cock, gently grazing the tip while he imagined flipping her against the pitted wall in this room. Make her take it from behind so he could look at that perfect rounded ass of hers and watch his cock slipping in and out of her body. 

Still holding the photo open, he focused on her succulent cunt before spitting onto his open palm and griping himself once again. Tighter this time, he squeezed onto his girth and began to fuck his own hand. 

Pants and groans sputtered from his mouth, his chest heaving as he gradually picked up the pace. In his fantasy, he parted her ass cheeks and teased her dripping little hole until she begged him to fuck him. Then he forced himself all the way in, making her cry out. 

The sounds of her moans echoed in his memory, so helpless and desperate at the same time - he was nearly too much for her; that narrow cavern of hers could barely take his leviathan cock, but still, she took every pounding, becoming wetter around his shaft as her body not only yielded to accommodate him but lured him deeper inside. 

“I want inside you, babygirl…” Sy mumbled out loud, his hand now moving in ecstatic fervour. Sweat dripped down the contracting muscles of his abs. Soon, he felt himself swell even larger, and his sack strained with the desperate need for release. 

He tightened his grip, now choking his shaft and thinking of how it felt when she came around him. How she contracted all around his cock and shattered like glass smashing on the floor.

“Don’t come inside….” She’d warned him. She wasn’t on the pill. But this time, he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from filling her full of his cum, and maybe… he wouldn’t want to… 

It was his fantasy, after all. 

“FUCK!!!” 

With the image spilling inside her, he allowed himself to be swept by the fierce waves of pleasure, his entire body buzzing with bliss as hot, thick ribbons of ecstasy spilt over his fingers. He might have shouted too loudly, but it’s not like he ever gave a fuck. 

It took Sy a few good minutes to climb down to earth, and then he chuckled hoarsely as he noticed the mess he had left on his hand. Shaking his head, he reached for a towel and wiped himself clean before returning to gaze at her photo. 

“What am I gonna do with you, doll?”

Well, there was an idea. He could repay the favour by sending her a photo of himself. Usually, he was against this type of stuff, but what she did was particularly risky for a woman, and if she was bold enough to treat him, he could do the same. Besides, they had three months until they could meet again. He better make sure she remembered who she belonged to.  

He stroked himself lightly. Still semi-hard, he wondered whether he could work himself to another erection this soon when a knock sounded at the door.

“Mother of f…. One moment !!!” 

Sy yelled. Irritated, he briefly tucked his shaft back in his boxers and jumped out of bed. The room smelled rancid, but Sy couldn’t bring himself to care. He couldn’t even bring himself to put on a shirt as he rushed to the door.

“What?” He grunted before getting to see who was on the other side.

‘Well, fuck me sideways.’

It was a woman because why the hell not? Private Hicks, to be precise. The young thing’s eyes flared with surprise and then snapped to the floor to avoid staring at her sweaty, half-naked superior, but not before catching a glance of his hairy, tattooed chest and the semi-erected bulge in his groin.

The strong scent of sweat and sex hit her nostrils like a smack in the face. It took everything not to curl her face. There was no need to put two and two together to realise what she had just intruded. 

“Sir.” Hicks saluted in badly hidden embarrassment. 

Sy let out a deep sigh. Clearly, she knew what he was doing before she arrived. She probably heard him come all over himself right before knocking. Frankly, he wasn’t ashamed. 

“Get on with it, Private.”

“Sir,” she repeated, her voice a slight tremble. “ I’m sorry to bother you… but the Major asked me to get you.” 

Sy scratched the back of his head and groaned deeply. “Tell him I’ll be there in 10.” 

Without any other comment, he shut the door, leaving Hicks to wander back to the Major’s office, all shaken and quaking. 

As she walked away, she couldn’t help but bite her lips. All across her body, she felt those little electric streams of excitement, and her breath suddenly became shallow. She shouldn’t have thought of her superior like this, on what he did behind that closed door just a moment before she arrived, but Captain Syverson was too hot to handle and, needless to say, too loud. 

Well, she’d have to take care of herself later…

[mingyuonlyfans]

genuinely so obsessed with the thought of casually dominant cheol. i just wanna be his spoiled babygirl fr </3

you know how men used to act in old r&b music videos? exactly. yes, he's manly. yes, he's casually dominant, always the perfect doting gentleman. he always has to have a hand on you, he just has to feel you all the damn time. he follows the sidewalk rule religiously. he opens every door for you. he doesn't even ask to carry your bag (or bags plural when you're out shopping and just absolutely maxing his cards.), he literally just swoops them from your hands before giving you the sweetest smooch on the forehead. you think he's gonna let you drive on his watch? no fucking way; you're his pretty passenger princess (as if you'll ever drive when you're with him anyway. the way his arm looks while he's gripping the steering wheel is too good to pass on). he pays for every single dinner date and surprises you with things you've only mentioned offhandedly (you mentioned how pretty that panthère de cartier watch was just once!). what can he say? he was raised right.

he also eats pussy like a fucking beast. absolutely will not stop until you're squirting on his face.

[dynasty889]

there’s something so delicious about how @anniflamma draws Odysseus. I think it’s because of the manwhore au and the Thunder Bringer animatics (both the ones for the livestream and Anni’s own) just makes it so horribly amusing to see him get more and more traumatized. I think it’s also because he gets manhandled by the gods all the time.

So here are some random tidbits I have about this particular Odysseus.

- Was definitely already experiencing depression pre-cyclops mishap

- Babygirls his way out of situations (literally anime cried his way out of dealing with Circe)

- My most favorite, beloved and depressed, constantly soaking wet man

- Odysseus doesn’t need trauma, but trauma needs him

- The most wanted man in Greece. And y’all know which type of “wanted” I mean.

- For some reason I really just want to slap him for being an idiot. Like, of all the Odysseuses (guys we need a plural for Odysseus) I just want to slap him so BAD for revealing his name. And AnniFlamma’s never done Remember Them so like…there’s nothing to be mad at 😅 ITS THE FACT THAT WE KNOW HE DID IT!!! I DONT HAVE TO SEE IT TO KNOW WHAT THIS IDIOT WAS THINKING THIS IDIOT MOVE WAS ACTUALLY GENIUS

- Anyway. What else? I had more thoughts but I can’t remember them.

- I personally think his victory dance move is twerking. And now I need him to twerk after stabbing Poseidon.

- In another world, Anni’s Odysseus was meant to be a basic white girl.