#doll account

[shotmrmiller]

sugar daddy!simon would go so hard cuz he'd need no sugar but lets his hand linger on the small of your back when standing at the register with his wallet out or grab your foot to massage beneath the table at the upper scale restaurant yall are dining at.

he doesn't push (surprisingly but hey it works for you!) you give him whatever you want, be it just your hand to hold or a chaste kiss on the cheek in thanks after carrying all the stuff he bought to your room. he spoils you rotten regardless but then the issue comes when you actually want him to touch you.

simon doesn't touch. not when you model the little slips of clothing he so generously gifted you from that one overpriced shop at the mall. not when you wear his favorite skirt, the one that got him to talk to you in the first place on the sugar daddy website. not when you invite him in for a nightcap, letting your bare legs rest on top of his while watching a movie.

he. doesn't. touch.

simon doesn't touch you even when you want him to.

keeps his right hand curled around the glass he's nursing and the other laying on the backrest of the couch when you tell him if he wants to peel off the undergarments he'd just bought you today. (a shot you don't shoot is a shot missed anyway.)

"'s not necessary," he says. "got 'em for you to wear." he hasn't taken his eyes off the screen once.

that'd sting more if you hadn't caught him discreetly palming himself outside his trousers while you'd modeled these too.

"might not be necessary but it's what i want." that gets his attention, an arrogant curl on his lip making your heart flutter in your chest.

he gives your knee a squeeze. "i've always given you everythin' you've ever wanted but this is the one thing you're gonna 'ave to work for."

work for? simon doesn't wait for you to ask what he means.

"only way i'm touchin' ya is if ya beg," he rumbles.

should've known it was too good to be true. but you've got an ache between your legs that won't go away no matter how many times you've used the rose (also another gift.) guess you'll just have to "beg".

/

your definition of begging and his are not even in the same dimension. he had shot you down when you'd said please. when you'd batted your pretty eyes at him while saying please. when you'd gotten on your knees between his legs and said please with your hands flat on the carpet.-

simon had only tapped you on the nose and said, "'s good, but not good enough."

what had been good enough was you riding his thigh until sweat slicked your skin, until your lip trembled with need, until his trousers looked like he'd spilled his drink on it while you mewled out your please's.

only then had wiped the corner of your eyes with his thumb and whispered tiny words of praise into your ear, his breath warm against it.

"wasn't so hard, was it, pet?" you'd been beyond reason at that point, core burning almost painfully hot with desire, so you'd jerkily shaken your head. anything to finally get him to touch you like how you need.

his long fingers splayed out across the back of your head, palm almost engulfing your entire head. "now tell me where you want me to touch."

he touches with clever fingers, his warm tongue, even uses his crooked nose to rub at your pearl while his thumb, spit slick, presses into the girl of your arse. having him fuck you is a whole different beast you have to tackle. if you plead for something, anything, he'll rut his cock between your thighs and come over your sticky pussy :)

[saliosis]

mattel leak so crazy, i draw it within 4 hours of dropping!!!!!

[harmonysanreads]

thought of the day, aventurine who cannot stand coworker!reader in front of others but, is actually leading the [ aventurine x reader ] ship group in secret.

[spiral-down-the-rabbit-hole]

The official art for the Buried Secret dolls

It was all made by Darko Dordevic. The account in the prints is his official ig account

[xoxoraexoxo]

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Since this is my pinned here’s a some info

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[sassypantsjaxon]

You know what? I think I finally figured out why I don't like zorobin. Every time my insta feed suggests posts about one piece, anything about Zoro or Robin, without fail, will always have somebody not only commenting to insist the two are married to each other (and that's not even the problem that's just whatever normal shipping stuff) but they also always always always feel the need to drag down Franky while they're at it

"He's too old for Robin" "Robin deserves somebody who isn't made of metal" "Robin's still holding a grudge about Franky while in Chopper's body on Punk Hazard"

1. Somehow this doesn't apply to Zoro being even younger???? 2. Your ableism is showing 3. Really???? Robin's holding a grudge??? You might want to tell her that

If you feel the need to try and bring down another character to make you feel better about your ship, maybe that ship wasn't so good to begin with

[strangegutz]

Have you considered making a blog just for dolls and one just for your oc stuff? That way theres no need to block tags or unfollow

well you see, this is my art blog.

[danniwithaneye]

Them <3

This took me way too long to finish and I'm still not super happy with it but it is what it is lol

[drdtfuitgumies]

whit and veronika playing trivia murder party 2 would be unstoppable i think ^^ i love the fuit gumies style sm CONTINUE BEING SILLY AND WHIMSY!!!!! >_<

none of these people are defeating the mastermind allegations. thank you for the request! and happy birthday veronika!!

[dont-offend-the-bees]

All right, I gotta bite -- "Edwin + drag queens?" XD

jasdbjdafbsd oh god this one is really not in any way, shape or form even slightly written yet but it's an idea I'm very fondly turning over in my head!

I just really want to put Edwin in a situation where, on the hunt for info for a case or suchlike, he winds up in a dressing room full of queens. I want him to be perplexed by the fact that so many of them can see him, and find the sad truth about why so many of the queens over 40 have close personal experience with death. I want him finding connection and strange fellowship with this room full of extravagant peacocks. I want him being initially bewildered by the whole situation but then having that click moment of finding his people, and proceeding to delight and indulge in a bitchfest for the ages. I want him fondly adopted by a room full of bright and beautiful shameless older queers who immediately know that he's family. And I want any onlookers (Charles) to have absolutely no idea what to do with the 8.8 magnitude cuntquake that ensues when you sit Edwin Payne down with a gaggle of drag queens. I want him to enter that dressing room with a notebook and a case to solve, and leave it with 7 drag mothers, a new understanding of himself, and a standing invite to brunch.

Anyway, as I said, I don't have much actually written for this one yet but do have this one stupid joke I scribbled in my notes app xD

"Alright, girls. Detective-themed drag names for Casper the cunty ghost. Let's hear 'em." "Sherlock Ho?" "Columbimbo!" "Oh, oh oh oh – Agatha Fistie!" Edwin: "I'm not entirely sure I understand." "Where did we lose you, babes?" Edwin: "Generally speaking, in the second halves..."

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