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why is bobby serving cock ring ken
#like#it’s uncanny#haha#get it#bobby drake#iceman#x men#x men comics#scott summers#jean grey#cyclops#charles xavier#warren worthington iii#angel#professor x#cock ring ken
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What’s up I’m Jared I’m 19 and I never fucking learned how to read.
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😔 not feeling it
ok hold on now I see almost everyone saying that @saeivra and @honeybelleee are so pretty and hot...am I missing something?
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its day
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Nightwing as a flying fish mermaid, in honour of Mermay, because I am every shade of nerdy
#flying fish like flying grayson#get it#he has scales like his suit stripes#and scales for his mask#someone tell me I’m clever#dick grayson is so pretty someone help me#mermay 2024#mermay#batfam#batkids#batboys#dick grayson#clip studio paint#digital art#nightwing#nightwing fanart#dick grayson fanart
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jegulus death drarry birth
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Sturgeon. Sturgeon, right?
Now get ready for
Sturge-off
#get it#cause i took off his scutes#one of the factors i use to tell if things are sturgeons?#so sturgeon#to sturge-off#sturgeon#sturgeon fish#this one in specific i think is#russian sturgeon#or should i say#russian sturge-off
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You're in good hands!
#get it#my art#pharma#tf pharma#transformers#maccadam#maccadams#mtmte#mtmte pharma#uhhhh i forgot to group him into the last post#thats ok he deserves his own post anyway#meowowowowow#thats it i think#:3#lalalala i love pharmaaaa <3<3
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Ok but Nahida setting Wanderer and Sethos up on "dates" because Sethos seems like a nice young man and Wanderer still needs to be socialized, plus they didn't immediately despise each other on sight.
#genshin#i will once again continue on my#sethoscara#agenda#quite frankly i think that wanderer would be very interested in the temple of silence#you see my vision right#haha#get it#vision#like the elemental focus#gi sethos#gi wanderer#scaramouche
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fowl mood
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Fleki art dump. i was gonna draw the canaries but i ended up just doodling my junkie elf wife 15 times.
The first and last ones have the color scheme that i headcanon for Fleki, the others are closer to canon becuz i was worried she wouldn’t be recognizable enough :)
#she has an elf bar#get it#do you get the joke#my art#dungeon meshi#delicious in dungeon#dunmeshi#fleki dunmeshi#fleki dungeon meshi#fleki#the canaries
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more like industrial revolutionary girl
#get it#because she turns into a car#i mean it was the second industrial revolution but- STOP THROWING TOMATOES#a comically large hook is pulling me off the stage#dazndoodraws#utenanthy#utena#anthy#revolutionary girl utena#rgu#utena tenjou#anthy himemiya
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Don’t Call Him Jealous
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Time written-6:10 p.m.
Jason Todd/fem!reader smut (I’m on mobile so image is huge, but c’mon it’s Jason. Take him in)
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“Look at that, babe,” His hot, erotic rumble roared your heart into an irritating, intense drum in your chest, heating up the tips of your ears.
“It’s crying for me, begging me to have a taste.”
Hungry eyes kept an intense focus on the mirror in front of you both, the hardwood floor pooling with your arousal. He held both your legs junction over his propped up knees, keeping you spread open for his viewing pleasure alone.
Your bare chest heaved with sweat, perky nipples heavily flushed from countless pinches in between his thumbs. Repeated begs for him to slow down to give you an ounce of a break fell on deaf ears, a forearm secured between the valley of your tits, grasping you close as he fucked you with his fingers.
Overstimulation became your toxic lover, sparking you up in pain with the promise of pleasure, quickly following eachother in an endless loop.
Bucking away didn’t help, he’d only hook his fingers against your G-spot harder, forcing your ass back against his hard, girthy cock, swollen and throbbing for pussy behind the prison of his red gym shorts.
You were in a dress, at one point. A dress you kept in its protective plastic hanger for weeks. Now, it laid abandoned, torn and neglected scraps on the ground since the second Jason saw you in it.
What was his main concern about it? “Nothing.”
The fabric was a rich, deep silky blue, caressing your body perfectly in every way. His biggest issue was a certain cocky bastard, who’s signature color just so happens to lay in pieces on the ground.
Yes, he’d get calls and texts from the rest once they realize he failed to attend yet another Gala. Yes, they’d most likely realize that it wasn’t you who had planned to miss it in the first place.
The last thing he wanted was said certain cocky Grayson to make even so much as a thought of a snarky comment on such. Knowing him, he would.
It was all Jason; the man who didn’t bother to think of the tux he was supposed to have picked up from the dry cleaners before coming home from the gym.
All he had on hand was you, working up to your fourth climax in front of your bedroom mirror. A beautiful, erotic mess of smeared lipstick and cloudy mascara tears, moaning endlessly on his fingers before working you open on his cock.
Never catch him thinking he wasn’t a giver. It was his second favorite sport.
“Pretty, pretty,” Jason murmurs against your neck, kissing along your flushed skin. “Pretty, pretty girl. Y’know what I want, huh? Give it to me.”
“C-C-Can’t,” you exhale, both your hands clutching his working forearm, needlessly crying out broken words and drawn out cries as the fire in your tense tummy threatened to burst.
“J-Jay, J-J-Jay, I-I can’t! S’too much!!”
“Come on, babygirl. Don’t be like that, give me what I want. Come on, baby. Come on, come on.”
He urges via lustfully hasty words in your right ear, bucking his fingers deeper and faster into your stretched walls, the palm of his calloused hand directly abusing your swollen, rosy little clit.
Your nails dig deeper into his forearm, deep enough to add onto his collection of angry scars as liquid heat surges through your veins. A collection of trembling cries erupted from your quivering, rouge smeared lips as his palm grew soaked.
He grunts out a pleased groan in tandem with yours, nearly drowned out by your whimpering as if he was the one that came, forcing every nerve in your body to shiver.
“There we go,” Jason cooes, working his fingers until he picks up on those irritated, little overstimulated whines he recognized by memory, telling him to slow down without use of words.
Only, your body didn’t give him what he wanted. Almost, but not yet.
He listened for now, retreating his fingers, lingering about to pry your soaked lips apart, biting back a deep growl at your soaked, gaping pink hole.
Never more than now did he want to stuff you full, but he was working for something a little more… eye catching.
He enjoyed what he saw right now; maroon lipstick smeared off the edges of your lips, transferred onto his the second he kissed you against your mirror. Pink scratches and dabbled love bites that would morph into rich, wine bruises littering your neck and shoulders.
Red, pure red from your blooming cheeks, aroused skin, sore breasts, and abused pussy.
A dirty, surface drenching show only your body could provide, ignited by his favorite hue of color, by any means necessary. So. why stop at four?
Without a word, Jason dips a finger back inside your cavern, feeling your body nearly wince from the intrusion, a low little whine escaping your deflated lungs.
“Jasooon,” you croak, your rising hips instantly jolted back against his lap by a strong grip on your hip, followed by the click of his tongue. “Please—“
“Not done yet, Princess,” he murmurs, kissing along your neck as his other finger joins in, expertly finding your sweet spot and curling his fingers, determined to go for five.
Blue wasn’t a good color on you anyway.
#Jason Todd#jason todd smut#jason todd x female!reader#jason todd x fem!reader#jason todd x reader smut#dc jason todd#red means he loves you#get it#I’m so smart#also I suck at titles so when I think of drabbles#I put the time I start#so yeee
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watched the new ofmd eps with my partner and when we finished i looked at her and said "izzy hands?" trying to gauge her thoughts on his development thus far and she just fucking responded. "well he sure isnt feet"
#izzy hands#is he hands#get it#laughter ensued#ofmd#ofmd s2#ofmd season 2#ofmd spoilers#ofmd 2#shitpost#our flag means death
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