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[waywardvictorianconfessions]

I’m genuinely baffled by what she chooses to sell to get money. She has a loyal fanbase that would gladly pay for legitimate and well made EA merch (tshirts, stockings, pins, sheet music, art prints from the asylum book) but instead she’s trying to sell wildly expensive AI-generated “paintings”. This is likely a pipe-dream, but she could even start making actual music and selling new albums again.

[kadextra]

I CANT BELIEVE THEY DID THIS 💀💀💀

[critter-creature-or-beast]

Submitted for classification by @livelaughratgirl

"Cocoa rabbit 😰"

[overheardinsouthpark]

the stylish bunny compilation

Butters: Die. Stan: Please don't die! Butters: DIE! Stan: PLEASE DON'T DIE! Kenny, confused: Why are they yelling at a plant? Kyle, watching while eating popcorn: They bought it together and Stan wants Butters to accept it as their kid. ————— Stan: When's the last time you slept? Butters: Uh… a few days ago, I think. Stan: A few- how many?! Butters, starting to count on his fingers: Uh… I need more fingers… Stan: What you need is sleep! ————— Kyle: What are you in the mood for? Stan: World domination. Kyle: That's a bit ambitious. Stan: You are my world. Kyle: Aww… Stan: Kyle: Stan: Kyle: OH. ————— Kenny: You look good in that hoodie. Stan: You know where else I'd look good? Kenny, zero hesitation: My bed. Stan, at the same time: By your side- wait, what? ————— Kenny: Hi, sorry I’m late. I was doing a couple of things and got distracted. Butters: I’m “a couple of things”. Kyle: I’m “got distracted”. ————— Kenny, with a headache: Advil me up, daddy. Kyle: I will short out the language centre of your brain if you say anything like that ever again. ————— Butters: Wait, why would you think I have a crush on Kenny? He's dating Stan, and I'm dating you. Kyle: Oh, well, he said he liked you, so I just drew conclusions from there. Butters: …?!?!?!?!?!

[wehaveimagineshere]

The Little Bunny Series

A chance encounter with a little bunny at the grocery store changed Simon in ways he could never imagine

Ghost meets you at the grocery store

Ghost can’t help but think of you

Ghost gets the answers he was looking for

[outofcontextdiscord]

[malichev]

Xaninho/Bobinho/Agent 18's ADM no longer works at QSMP. Which is a shame, we lost a good RP and a Portuguese-speaking ADM (and apparently there weren't many Portuguese speakers anymore, I think only he and 07 who plays Richas are known to us. We don't know if there are others, but I assume that not if we are to rely on reports about having very few Portuguese and French representatives as administrators). And that makes me considerably sad because he was the one who helped with the Mystery Twins Lore.

[ask-l4wyers]

It's pride month, l4wyers. you know what that means.

[q-starhalo]

Warp-stones are 2,000 and Way-stones are 500 o(-(

[dhampiravidi]

winterwidow x reader College AU plot bunny

you’ve had the esteemed privilege of getting to fuck your old college history professor for the last couple of months. No, he’s not a misogynist (he eats you out far too often & he’s never been pushy). He’s not old—OK, he’s got maybe 20 years on you, but he’s got 1 of those bodies that looks pleasantly cuddly til you see the muscle underneath. Add that to a dazzling smile, a quick wit, and hair you loved running your fingers through…oh yeah, plus the part where he wrecked you 80% of the time & begged for you to send him over the edge the other 20%.

you go to his place dressed in nothing but some flats, a matching bra/panty set in his favorite colors, a bracelet he’d given you, and an oversized sweatshirt. The last item left a tiny part of you uncovered, but it wasn’t like you planned on wearing it for long. Yeah, well…

Your drama professor answers the door, and she’s wearing less than you. Yup, former ballerina of the Bolshoi, actress in some of the most badass action movies you’d ever seen, is standing in the doorway. Prof. Natasha Romanoff leans against the doorframe like her loosely tied silk robe isn’t giving you a sneak peek of her cleavage and upper thighs. And she looks like she’s gonna kill you.

“What took you so long?” she huffs, holding a glass of wine, “He kept saying you came by, and I’d always miss you.” She waves you in, then shuts the door behind her. Once you’re in, she shoves you up against a wall and samples the taste of you with a smirk. You’re just frozen, aroused, and very confused…until you see James watching you both.

“I know it’s unexpected…” he starts, trying to keep some measure of composure despite the obvious lust in his eyes.

The next thing you know, you’re sticky, warm, and wet, face lovingly pressed into Natasha’s lap as she whispers curses and uses a firm-yet-gentle hand to keep you in place. James is thrusting in and out of you at a steady pace, smirking every time you both manage to fuck a whimper out of his wife.

Feel free to add onto this! Just tag me!

[waywardvictorianconfessions]

I wish she'd re-release old merchandise designs. She'd probably make a few months rent with the "I'm sorry, was I thinking again?" design alone.

[haikyuulovercompany]

Revamping progress.

So... I know a lot of people are anime only, but so many of my old requests would be better if I use the time-skip. Maybe because I'm older I'm more down to writing about older characters... but I don't know. I'm such a simp for the time-skip. I love watching the boys being all professionals. There's certainly a charm to everything. There's the beauty and innocence of teenage love and first-timers. How the smallest of touches or crossing eyes can send your heart into a frenzy. But there's the excitement that comes with the freedom of being an adult and the limbo of knowing what you're doing and realizing you might not really know. It can all be fleeting but it can also become a forever. You need to try in order to find out and that can take you places.

I love writing about Haikyuu!! because it truly allows you to explore so many things.

But oh well... I'll have some new works published soon. I was just deciding which characters should be next. A lot of Bokuto and then there is a lot of Oikawa, let me tell you. So, I'm trying to see if I can mix them up a bit.

[critter-creature-or-beast]

Submitted for classification by @plesiosaurys

[miayoui]

⭒ 𓈒࣪ ᭡ ˖ ᴍʏᴏᴜɪ ᴍɪɴᴀ ! sʜᴇ/ʜᴇʀ ᰔᩚ @myeoanz’s ೀ

⠀⠀⠀⠀🧸 status : tba.

byi. admin. tags.

[wehaveimagineshere]

Ghost w/ civilian!reader

Reader is afab tho not mentioned here

Part of the Little Bunny series

As you walk up to the locked doors to let yourself into the store to begin opening up for the day, you couldn’t help but feel a bit disappointed that the mysterious masked man didn’t show up yesterday.

Realistically, you know that most people don’t come to a grocery store two days in a row. Most only come once a week. But you couldn’t help but hope he would show up again.

You sigh as you count the money in the register, making sure that everything is accounted for before starting the day.

“You’re not going to be on register today,” your supervisor walks up to you as she replaces the empty receipt cartridge.

“Can you stock shelves instead, please?” You nod your head as you head to the back of the store, grabbing a rack of items needing to be put away.

Ghost is one of the first people to enter the store. He wants to see you again, though he’s not quite sure the exact reason why. He doesn’t care for strangers. He avoids them as best he can unless it’s for his job. But there’s just something about your bright demeanor and the twinkle in your eye that seems to be drawing him in.

As soon as he enters the door he immediately looks towards the register, disappointment filling his veins when he sees another lady there. His shoulders slump a bit and turns his head back, heading to a random aisle.

He happens to see you in the corner of his eye. Backtracking a few steps to really make sure it’s you.

You’re crouched down, straightening out products and pushing them to the front to make them look neat. You haven’t noticed him yet, zoned into what you’re doing. He walks up to you silently.

You stand up, knees and ankles popping, and dust your hands onto your pants. Your turn around and nearly jump out of your skin.

“Oh Jesus!” Your hand immediately jumping to cover your heart. You look up and see it’s the masked man from the other day.

“Sorry,” you hear him chuckle. It’s quiet, like he didn’t even know he did it. “Didn’t mean to scare ya.”

You take a deep breath and smile up at him. “It’s alright. You sure are quiet on your feet aren’t you.”

He puts his hand up to scratch the back of his head, feeling a little bashful. His tattoos peaking out of his sleeve again. You can’t help yourself but stare at them. “Uh, yeah. Occupational hazard.”

You focus back on his face, still covered by a skull mask. Why does he wear it? You can’t help but wonder what he looks like underneath. “Is there anything I can help you with?”

Quick Simon, think of an excuse. He didn’t this far ahead. He’s quiet for a moment and you tilt your head at him.

“I was wondering where your… salt was at.” Are you an idiot, what kind of fucking question is that. He can feel heat rise to his cheeks and he’s grateful for the mask. He feels so stupid.

You giggle and it sounds like music to his ears. He’s mesmerized by the sound of it. “It’s on aisle 3. I can show you if you’d like.” You turn your body before he responds.

“Yes, thank you.” He follows you like lost puppy. He knows exactly where the salt is at. He knows what shelf and what brand he likes to use. But he follows you nonetheless.

He asks you how long you’ve been working here, not entirely surprised to find out you started as soon as he left for deployment. If you were here before, he definitely would’ve noticed you sooner. Tried to get to know you sooner.

“Here’s the salt. I have to head back now but if you need help with anything else please let me know,” you turn around and almost jump again. He was close to you. So close you could smell the cologne he had on; it smelled intoxicating.

He thanks you, and as soon as you start to walk away he tells you to wait. You turn and look at him, tilting your head again in a way he can tell is going to be his favorite thing.

He feels his heart pick up at the question he wants to ask you. Just ask Simon. It’s a normal fuckin question. He swallows, his saliva feels thick.

“What’s your name?” You smile at him. You don’t know what you were expecting but it wasn’t that. You show him your badge and happily tell him your name.

He whispers it under his breath and smiles to himself as you walk away. He quickly grabs the salt and walks towards the register. He realizes he never told you his. But he’ll save that so he can see you again soon.

[shiftythrifting]

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