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tourmelion · 1 year ago
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Old spice ad
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bressynonym · 3 months ago
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an apple a day 🍎
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rusticfurnace · 1 year ago
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bitterrfruit · 1 month ago
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he wins the fight
couldn't get boxer!Johnny out of my mind so here's a short ramble... cw: blood, aggression
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Johnny is one man in the ring, and one man out of it. When he’s your lover, he’s playful, he’s clingy, and he’s possessive to the point of absurdity. Everything he does, he does to please you - you have him so well trained. 
But once he straps his heaving fists into those padded gloves, once he hops bare-footed over the ring ropes and joins his opponent in the arena - it’s as if he shifts from human into some blood-thirsty animal, ravaged by aggression and pure testosterone. You watch keenly from the sidelines - the first time Johnny had invited you to spectate - and you don’t recognise him. Guiltily, you find the violent stranger even more enrapturing. 
After the first round, a flurry of fists and a cacophony of grunts, he is already dripping with sweat. Tan skin turns wet and glossy under the harsh overhead lights, pulled tight over twitching muscles. His arms are so swollen, so strained that when he flexes his biceps they are as thick as your head. Veins bulge like ropes under his skin, you swear you can see his heartbeat from where you sit. 
His shorts hang low on his hips, black and red polyester shimmers like satin. You can see his heavy cock swinging around as he hops on his feet, bouncing his arms, ready for the next blow. His soft pectorals and padded abdominals turn to stone as he throws a rabid fist into his opponent, before he takes a cruel roundhouse to the jaw. 
He grunts and groans like a bear with each impact, given and taken, and it makes you suck your lip between your teeth. A spate of blood pours from his nose as a punch strikes, hot and red, it splatters over the grey mat in front of you in a rain of burgundy. It makes you nervous - it hurts you to see him injured so callously, and yet, it has utterly no effect on him. He wipes the blood from his cheek with his shoulder, smears it over his skin like lotion. It fills his teeth and stains his blue mouthguard, and he licks it from under his lip. Returns to the fight like the blow had been a mere kiss. 
You can tell, watching him, how much he is holding back. He’s all but throbbing with bestial fury, pent-up and ready to burst. He holds steady until the fourth round, letting his opponent land punch after punch, and the impacts collide with his body in dull thuds as though pulverising a hock of pork. He finishes the fight with an uppercut to his opponent’s head, under the eye socket - such a vicious punch that you almost hear his fist hurling through the air. The dull smack of its collision echoes across the audience, and his opponent lands flat on his back with a bounce, he stays floppy and still. 
And as the referee loudly declares a knockout, grabbing Johnny’s fist and raising it into the ceiling - the victor - his eyes fix on you. 
His glower is hungry and it burns right through you, it makes your heart flutter anxiously inside your ribs. Eyes lidded, he smiles like a shark when you cheer for him, blood in his teeth; even wider when your celebration falters at his intensity. 
When the referee lets him go, he charges in your direction like a bull. Rips off his gloves and dumps them into the corner of the ring, flexing the bruised fingers of his wrapped hands as he jumps over the ropes. Before you can blink he approaches where you sit, taking your pretty jaw in his rough hand and lifting you by it. 
You squeak as he yanks your mouth to his, uncaring of the audience, open and salty with sweat - his blood-soaked tongue strokes against yours and your mouth fills with the flavour of metal. He separates his lips from you with a foul slurp and holds his forehead to yours, leaves you panting like a puppy as he hooks his other arm into the arch of your back.
Up close you can see how battered he is; one eye swollen shut, his lids turned big purple pillows, wet lashes peeking from between them. The bridge of his nose is fat and blue, and his lower lip has a deep split right through the soft pink meat. 
You suck in a short breath, preparing to ask if he is okay - but he steals a harsh grip of your ass with a frenzied hand, fingers burrowing deep into the soft flesh, and your concern turns to spit on your tongue. He holds your body tight against his, you feel his sweat seep through the thin cotton of your t-shirt. 
“Won it just f’you,” he grumbles through a grin, speech slurred and dumb. “Just for you.” 
Nodding, you smile weakly, flustered; “You did so good.” 
Grinning wider, his teeth turn sharp, and tugs you against him more tightly; you feel his cock twitch against your belly, weighty and insatiable, and it is as solid as iron. 
“Ye’re my prize, hen,” he growls, low and savage like the snarl of a wolf. His cruel tone is so unfamiliar, so animal - you feel your cunt fluttering on primal instinct.
His bloody lips move to your cheek, leave a raw red print, and he gnars into your flustered skin;  “An' I’m gonna fuck you till you cry.” 
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latenightsundayblues · 11 months ago
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Ive been utterly and hopelessly taken over by that one clip of leigh whannell in a bathtub so i made it into chainshipping content. Youre welcome
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Can't bathe alone due to horrible flashbacks of past traumatic experiences with bathrooms? Just take your divorced doctor dilf with you
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gomzdrawfr · 6 months ago
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Rambutan PriceSoap
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heartnosekid · 6 months ago
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💛 junie the banana 🍌
for anon!
🍌-💛-🍌 / 💛-🍌-💛 / 🍌-💛-🍌
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zephyraes · 10 months ago
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STIMBOARD - RAINBOW
[ x x x - x x x - x x x ] - [ requested by anon! ] [ x x x - x x x - x x x - x x x ] > custom requests: none!
T3RFS ARE NOT SAFE HERE
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THANK YOU this was such a fun request!!! :D
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forestshadow-wolf · 8 months ago
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I bet Ghost is allergic to like strawberries or something, but he doesn't realize it and he mentions in passing how it makes his mouth burn, and soap whips around like "excuse the fuck outta me, sir 🤨 strawberries doesn't burn."
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puyostim · 8 months ago
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pink and orange grapefruity toned board rq! ft. the fruit itself.
🩷 🧡 🩷
🧡 🩷 🧡
🩷 🧡 🩷
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housecow · 6 months ago
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I find it strange how you'd like to get so fat that you depend on someone but at the same time you're saying that you wanna do gardening. It's like there is a confrontation between your kink and your regular life...
in fantasy (or with a lot of consideration between me and my feeder) i’d become dependent. realistically, i’ve always dreamt of having my own garden and i think i could keep up with it at over 350lbs tbh
why can’t i have both…… scooter accessible garden pls. with raised beds i won’t have to bend over too much 🥺
bonus. bacon and tomato sandwich w home grown red snapper variety tomatoes, one of the only beefsteak-like varieties that grow in TX 🥳 DELICIOUS w mayo and some black pepper.
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i-wish-i-could-eat-soap · 5 months ago
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chacolachao · 1 year ago
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SO the poll for Enamel Pins is pretty much over with Sonic winning and Chao coming in second. There were some pretty cool recommendations in the comments too so here's some sketches for a proposal. I'm only going to pick two of these to finalize for right now, which ones do you think would make cool enamel pins???
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existentialgaybirdnerd · 5 months ago
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The babygirl-ification of Simon "Ghost" Riley is started when Soap notices that Ghost eats a lot of foods he obviously despises and then gives him replacements every few meals for those that are like super bad on the texture scale for Ghost.
He then slowly and methodically gets Ghost used to soft things. Handing him cleaned gloves he snatched and ran through the washer with fabric softener, stuffing his flat pillow with more stuffing, putting a hoodie or two in his closet and taking any and all jackets that aren't specifically for mission use.
Soap then starts asking opinions and when no opinions are given he sets out to find favorites within those questions, easy things like "what's your favorite movie? " or "what's your favorite book?" Ghost has trained himself not to have favorites, so Soap starts getting him to think about it by sitting him down for a movie night and making it seem like Ghost is doing HIM a favor by staying with him for the night.
He gets used to all of this slowly and surely.
He gets used to feeling soft outside of missions and debriefs.
He gets used to casual touches and looks and gentle words. Forehead kisses and gentle feelings.
Too bad that all gets ripped away from him in one fell swoop huh?
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smilestimz · 8 months ago
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clnclm · 1 year ago
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soap sponge
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