#my shy little boy
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bigjeansss · 2 months ago
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Days 10-11 of #SNSmonth24
“Naruto’s birthday” & “Genin days”
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allmightluver · 5 months ago
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I’m crying-
All Might’s a virgin ~ confirmed
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judasisgayriot · 2 months ago
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yxkipop · 10 months ago
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Aw, aren't they just the cutest!
Cross Sans was made by Jael Peñaloza/Jakei95
Ink Sans was made by Comyet
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skxllz · 6 months ago
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g/n reader + nsfw content | mdni
saw a post that got me thinking of giyuu who just loves to make his s/o suffer from a long edging session.
and the whole time he's just stoic- emotionless, even when he feels the clamping of your tight walls around his cock.
but what seems to actually set him off is you crying about how sorry you are that you were being so unfair to him all day. you didn't mean to bother him- to anger him. you just wanted attention.
seeing the fat tears roll down your cheeks out of desperation snapped the water hashira back to a reasonable state.
his brows would furrow, and dip downwards so slowly that you'd think he's considering about doing something far worse than denying your orgasm — but in reality he was fighting off the urge to crumble before you. only... he couldn't.
giyuu would lean over your frame, heavy hands moving to press to the space right below where your junctions met — behind your knees. he's folding you into a tight mating press, his parted lips only seeming to twitch at the corners the more his expression relaxed and the louder you sobbed out.
so pretty; you looked so, so pretty like that. taking his cock so well and begging for him to let you cum. how could he deny you any longer?
“ cum for me, ” his balanced, velvety voice would reach your ears just as he presses a generous kiss to your lips. “ but don't make a mess, or I won't show you mercy next time. ”
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darkroomalleycat · 8 months ago
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shyhandart · 4 months ago
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gives u a banan
I gibe it to the rats
[Video id: an aguiti and blue hooded rat eating a banana in the entrance of their cage/end video id]
They enjoy very much 👍
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alukaforyou · 6 months ago
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sometimes i think about this txt cover of invitation and... that long haired guy is just choso with his hair down TO ME
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nahiseokie · 1 month ago
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just so you know i AM slightly worried about certain plot points being crammed into supercool edit-esque montages rather than getting the full fleshed development they deserve. season one left room for emotions to breathe and mature while season two packs up storylines with heavy load resolutions that feel unsettling.
i think the second act would have benefitted from showing more of what the time gap was like. they did well with the jinx/isha relationship for example but glazed over her status as zaun's symbol, or cait slowly breaking away from ambessa's influence, or pitfighter vi (especially her dynamic with loris) or whatever the heck happened to jayce with the hexcore.
they're focused on getting us from point A to point B and i'm scared we're losing sight of original plotlines that are so integral to the show. like.. with so much left to explore and everyone suddenly teaming up, where does the zaun and piltover conflict lie in this?
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fidgetspringer-art · 1 month ago
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Was looking through my notes app and found this little Noah and Martin blurb that I had plans of turning into a little comic (and still might) but I think the writing itself is worth sharing c:
Martin turns up just when Noah is starting to think he's succeeded in leaving unnoticed. He should have known better. He's tried fleeing from Martin's bed a few times before, but with how light of a sleeper he is, Martin always notices.
The gravel crunches under Martin's boots as he walks up.
Noah ignores him, keeps his back turned as he stuffs his clothes haphazardly into his saddle bags, eager to be off before Martin can say too much. It's early morning still, the sun barely threatening to creep above the horizon. It's warm, he's been awake most of the night, tossing and turning in the stifling heat of Martin's bedroom. He tugs the strap of one of his bags shut with force.
Every little sound coming from behind him ramps up his already bubbling frustration. There's the slight shuffle of Martin's feet, and Noah just knows he's gearing up to say something. He's yet to outright ask Noah to stay, but the words are still there, held in that awful tension between them. Martin shuffles again. It grates on Noah's nerves until his jaw aches with how hard he's clenching his teeth.
He doesn't jump, but he does flinch when Martin finally speaks up.
"Got you something."
Noah bites back his irritation and turns to look. Martin is holding out a small rectangular box towards him, the plastic glossy and clear.
It isn't until Noah takes it that he realises what it is. "A tape? How am i supposed to listen to this?" He gestures to his disaster of a bike as if to say, 'where's the tape deck, idiot?'
Martin's face falls. "Oh." He looks away, rubbing the back of his neck the way he always does when he's embarrassed. "Right."
Noah regrets his words immediately, but he doesn't know how to take them back. They're both silent for a moment that seems to stretch on for too long. The plastic of the cassette tape in his hands is cool to the touch. Noah looks down at it. Inside the case is a torn out piece of what must have been a page from a notebook. In Martin's hasty hand it says 'For the road' in blue pen, with what must be Martin's best attempt at drawing a motorcycle next to it. It's a mixtape, Noah realises. One that Martin put together for him.
Noah feels the guilt like the sharp point of a knife against his heart. He tucks the tape into his jacket pocket. Martin is still not looking at him, just frowning down at the ground.
"Hey." Noah says, keeping his tone light. "Saw you had a new horse down in the front pasture, tell me about it?"
That finally has Martin meeting his eyes with a small smile. Both of them understanding that this is Noah's way of apologising. He's never been very good at the real deal.
Noah finishes packing his bags to the sound of Martin explaining why the mare is in for training and how he's planning to solve her problems. He's using a bunch of terms that Noah doesn't understand, but that's okay, that small smile stays on Martin's face while he talks and that's all that matters.
Months later, Noah pulls over to the side of the road. He's surrounded by pitch dark woods. There are ghosts or worse howling at his heels, he's sure of it. Still, he puts the kickstand down and gets off his bike. He leans back against the solid weight of it and with trembling hands he pulls the smooth plastic case free from his pocket.
The old walkman he picked up from a second hand store a few towns back sits at the top of his saddle bag. The ear pieces feel strange when he pulls them over his head. The cassette clicks as he inserts it and when he hits the button there's a few seconds of crackling static before the first song fills his ears.
He buries his face in his hands and suddenly he's in the Bronco. Martin is next to him. They're checking fences, driving down the bumpy gravel road towards the back pasture.
Martin's neck is sunburnt. There's dust clinging to the fabric of his jeans. It's been dry for weeks, too dry, Martin says. Noah's shirt is clingy with sweat.
Martin turns the radio up and hums along, mumbling a few lines under his breath. There's the faintest bit of a smile curving the edge of his mouth, like there's nowhere else he'd rather be.
Noah pulls his hood over his head and ignores the chill of the forest biting at his cheeks.
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nekrosmos · 1 month ago
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☕️ König headcanons
Oooooh thank you Anon, I love König very much <3
- The man is extremely capable in his work and has no problem leading a high risk mission, but the moment he's not working, his anxiety creeps back in. I think there's a huge difference between König and the man behind the name and mask. He feels safe and strong as König but as a civilian he hates how much he stands out, how much people are looking at him when he's outside, and he has a very lonely existence because of it.
-Where some other operators / characters wear masks for anonymity, König 100% wears his because it makes him feel confident, makes him feel intimidating and accentuates that König/The man behind distinction. Doesn't help that he's a pretty boy and that people used to not take him seriously because of it, thus leading him to wearing a mask.
- Ginger, 100%
- Struggles with mental health a lot, and I hc that someone important (family maybe?) gifted him that red bracelet from his arachnid skin. He seems like someone who would be close to their mom to me.
- Not really a hc but I just want the 141 to adopt him. I've seen fanart of him and Gaz being friends and it melted my poor heart, and I think Price should take him on a fishing trip someday.
NSFW below, in case you don't want to read
- Subby top, the man wants, NEEDS to be told what to do in bed. He's not very experienced and fumbles a lot through the act, but has a lot of energy and love to give. He's into wearing lingerie but feels extremely ashamed of it, thinks he's too big and manly for it. He'd need a partner to guide him, tell him what to do, treat him like he's the most beautiful thing in the world, reassure him and praise him while he's ravaging said partner. Big guy.
Have a little screenshot edit of him
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cellard0ors · 6 months ago
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I want it well understood that when I write young!Travis in the 80s in the Cards and Full Deck verse, THIS is exactly how I picture Travis
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honeycombhank · 8 months ago
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Stawwwwp iiiittt
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ikram1909 · 9 months ago
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His little laugh at the end he's so cute 😭😭😭😭😭
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thecoyotescry · 5 months ago
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Thinking about watching Nicky play bass. Not in a concert/festival setting, but just casually in your shared home. He’d probably be running through a few of the songs if the band has any upcoming shows, or he could just be messing around with it if they are on an extended break or something. It would be such a calm and casual thing, seeing him in comfy clothes with his hair pulled back out of his face in a messy bun. Steady hands and skilled fingers plucking the strings with practiced perfection. And when you blurt out how much you love watching him play, his cheeks would turn red and he’d pull a silly face because shy boy still can’t handle how you look at him with such adoration. 🤭
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wafflepopbeerus · 2 months ago
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This demon goblin wanted to say hi, but he's too shy
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