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some of my favorite kitties featuring pickles who i recently made a necklace for :3
[from left to right: pickles, alaska, oceane, buttons]
#plushblr#kinzblr#stuffed animals#plushies#plushcore#safe plush#webkinz#cats#big cats#p: pickles#p: alaska#p: oceane#p: buttons
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some buttons for the fellow voters out there
Edit: more designs and some info available here :)
#inspired by us election buttons from various decades :p#listen its sunday morning‚ what else am i supposed to be doing but whatever this is#wtnv#welcome to night vale#cecilsweep#tumblr sexymen poll#cecil gershwin palmer#kostek original#tumblr sexyrematch#cecil palmer#tumblr sexyman#my draws
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pins by claudine
#claudine#transparent by me#etsy#buttons#pins#button pins#emojis#emoticons#:-/#=D#:-(#;-)#:-0#:-P#smileys#emotes#transparent pngs#pngs#objects#pin pngs
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The, "if you show gays to kids they will be gay!" argument is so funny to me because
I know asexuals exist, I'm not asexual.
I know non-binary people exist, I'm not non-binary.
I know doctors exist, I don't want to be a doctor.
I know goths exist, I don't want to be goth.
I know kleptomaniacs exist, I don't want to steal things for no reason.
I know vegans exist, I don't want to be vegan.
And what about all the gay parents who raise straight kids?
What about gay kids who were raised by straight parents and knew they were gay before they had access to the word?
Are you stupid?
#also why do you try to get entire shows cancelled instead of just parenting properly?#athena p said it bro if you don't like the show your kid is watching then-#*click power off button* TV off#really now?#its the same argument as “if you don't like abortions don't get one.”#just don't get one#lgbtq#lgbt#lgbtqia#transgender#nonbinary#gay agenda
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Vocaloid buttons now in stock on my Etsy! I'm very happy with how these came out :3
#vocaloid#hatsune miku#gumi megpoid#fanart#echo#god ish#love is war#love trial#matryoshka#rolling girl#sand planet#senbonzakura#world is mine#ryo#hachi#wowaka#crusher p#40meterp#pinnochiop#kurousa-p#merch#etsy seller#etsy shop#buttons
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Do you think that the bunny (aka Stede Bunnet) will have a "voice"?
Like Olivia?
#our flag means death#ofmd#edward teach#blackbeard#ofmd s2#ofmd s2 spoilers#ofmd s2 trailer#ofmd s2 speculation#shower thoughts lol#I think it'd be cool#or if perhaps Ed takes the bunny and meets Buttons and Buttons can communicate with it#idk :P
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Skrunkly nugget Raditz.
#lol i literally drew 1 PANEL of nanny nappa and kid raditz and vegeta#for a gd comm!!#and suddenly i wanna draw this now :///#if i do draw em these kids are gettin bangs#only 1 with a dramatically receding hairline gonna be nappa#i shooouuulllddd probably also use the wrist guard bracer things from the bardock special :/#that dont extent to cover the hand or have the thumb loop or rope lookin bit#...or imma take some liberties cause i like those things >:T#aayy but i can atleast draw the old style scouters on em when their pre - immediately post planet explosion >:]#i love the big stupid button on bardocks scouter and even vegeta was still using that style at that time so the new once mustv not been out#p sure even freeza was
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MPX Copperhead 🎨
RSBM-P | FDE
HTP Solo’s | FDE | Honeycomb Texture | 1.5-Slot
HTP Solo’s | FDE | Honeycomb Texture | 1-Slot
LEAF DBAL-I2 Sight | Carbon Black
MCX CSMR Button | Terra Bronze
- RS
#RailScales#HTP#HTP Scales#HTP Solo's#RSB#RSBM-P#LEAF Sight#RailScales LEAF#MCX CSMR#CSMR Button#Sig#Sig Sauer#MPX#MPX Copperhead#MPX Copperhead SBR#Romeo4XT#Steiner DBAL#DBAL-I2#SilencerCo#Osprey 9#Radian Weapons Raptor-LT Sig MPX#Magpul MBUS Pro#M-LOK#Made in USA#Profoto
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you like to match.
maybe it’s a remnant of the old world, back when your biggest problem was how well your outfit was received.
most of the time, you had to dress practically. whenever your group came across an untouched clothing store or cache of quality clothing, the priority was typically finding seasonally appropriate clothing and weather gear, fresh undergarments, new shoes, socks, etcetera. you rarely had the opportunity to put together a real outfit. it was all layering and just taking whatever you could carry. practicality had you collecting cargoes in every color.
rick enjoyed your style; you made an effort to look put together when you could and post-apocalypse, all it took was you finding a pair of jeans that actually fit to propel him from checking you out to tearing them off and bending you over the nearest surface.
daryl thought you were a mall rat. he takes the opportunity to make fun of you and your fashion sense while you’re out on a run.
“this is an abandoned kohl’s, not mooningdale’a or wherever the bitch from ‘friends’ worked.”
you giggle at him. “you mean bloomingdale’s?”
“whatever.”
the two of you are scavenging the former shopping center in search of any edible food, water, tools, anything for judith, just anything that could come in handy. winter coats and appropriate weather gear were pretty large priorities as well.
you thumb through racks of clothing, estimating if it suit fit the person from the group who you were mentally fitting. from flannels for carl, onesies for judith, and boxers for rick, you’re tossing your finds over your arm like an associate was about to come up and offer you a basket.
the pile you’ve accumulated is ditched on an ottoman in the shoe department when a pair of boots catches your eye.
“fuck,” you whisper low enough for daryl not to hear. the brown leather boots have you salivating at the mouth. god, you have nowhere to wear those but if you did…
you’re forced to pick your jaw up off the floor when daryl comes around.
“find anything worth bringin’ back?” his arms are full with everything from tool kits to batteries.
you shake your head. “nope, not much. i’m gonna grab a cart though,” you mention, gesturing to the haul in his arms.
“just don’t get a squeaky one in case there are any walkers lyin’ round.”
“of course!” you chirp, hand wrapping around the metal handlebar as you pry it from a line of other shopping carts.
daryl dumps his finds in and while his back is turned, you toss in the pair of boots. a layer of two of tissue paper on top seems like a good enough disguise.
then the two of you are back to walking the sales floor. you can’t help but watch daryl as he walks in front of you. your breath hitches when you notice how tightly that shirt clings to him - to his rather large arms specifically. you’re so engrossed in how he pushes the cart that you almost miss the gadget out of the corner of your eye.
suddenly you’re doing a double take and walking yourself back to the electronics section.
“you makin’ a documentary or somethin’?”
you turn over the camcorder in your hands. “maybe.” you smile at your traveling companion. “you can take me on one of your hunts and i can get some footage.”
“spook all the deer while you’re at it.”
laughing at him, you flip the screen fully open and put the recording device up to your eye. “maybe i’ll make a survival documentary. video diary or something.”
daryl is walking up to you and flipping the camera shut as soon as he notices the viewfinder trained on his groin.
“what?” you cry, immediately putting on a fake pout. “you don’t wanna make a porn with me?”
“baby, this is a kohl’s.”
you shrug. “what’s it matter? i’m sure people made porn in kohl’s before. wanna go to the dressing room?”
“i don’t think we have time for all that-,”
“ah, i think we do.”
despite his protests, you tug him away from the electronics section - camcorder in your back pocket - and make a beeline for the dressing room.
rick and daryl didn’t like you leaving alexandria without them.
most of the time they made you write them a list as opposed to letting you window shop in the wasteland yourself. so something so mundane as using a dressing room is kind of exciting to you.
the man with a hand in yours rolls the cart up to the dressing room attendant’s desk.
daryl frowns when he notices the boots under the tissue paper. “baby, the fuck’ are these?” he holds up the most gorgeous pair of boots you’ve ever seen.
your lip quivers. “the best pair of shoes i’ve seen since atlanta.”
“how the fuck are you gonna run from walkers in these?”
“uh, i won’t.” you spit.
“you mouthin’ off?”
“never.” you promise with a chuckle.
daryl just shakes his head. “put ‘em back.”
“i think i’ll keep them.”
“really?” he pushes the cart aside to stand in front of you, close enough so that you can feel his body heat radiating towards you.
you offer a playful smile. “i think you just need to see me in them first. then you’ll be convinced.”
with that, the two of you are darting into a dim dressing room - boots in hand.
it doesn’t take long for you to hear the fitting room door swinging open, announcing that rick has found you two.
“we were just discussin’ the merit of her wearing underwear.”
you’re glad the three of you are confined to the handicap dressing room. you wouldn’t want anyone to see your blush when rick gets a cocky grin on his face.
he takes in the sight of you with your jeans pushed down and his best friend next to you, another finger toying at your underwear.
“well, you know my answer.”
you don’t need to ask the constable; he’d make it law for you to go commando at all times if he could.
“yeah, i don’t think you need ‘em.” the younger man agrees.
“why is me wearing underwear such a debate?” you question with a wistful smile. “you two spend awfully more time talking about it than it off.”
“why don’t you show him your boots first?”
you lift an eyebrow, and a leg and do a little kick, still mindful of the intimate dressing room. the light falls on the posh leather boots in such a fashion that you’re forgetting you snatched them off of a shelf at kohl’s.
rick whistles. “you look great in them, darlin’. i’m curious where you think you’ll be wearin’ then though.”
shrugging, you settle back down onto the seat and begin freeing yourself from the leather brown boots. “not sure. they’re pretty to look at though.
“that they are.” rick agrees.
“why don’t you keep ‘em on?”
you raise an eyebrow. “i thought they were,” you make air quotations with your fingers, “shit boots.”
rick sniggers. “so mean to her, dare.’”
you nod, zipping a boot back up. “really.”
“i think you should apologize to the pretty lady. tell her you like her boots.”
you teeter a boot a foot above the ground invitingly. daryl falls to his feet in front of you with a frown that you know is a front. as soon as he’s faced with your inner thighs, his hands are laid out on top of them, and he’s iterating beneath you,”
“i’m sorry ‘bout your boots, baby.” he states, eager fingers inching closer to your waistband again. “i think you look fuckin’ fantastic in ‘em. but where are you gonna wear em’?”
you have an answer but as he peels back your panties and leans in to face a mere few inches from your dripping core, your response is stuck in your throat. it takes a sharp inhale to regain your thoughts when his finger and tongue begin tempting you at the same time. rick leans against the wooden paneled wall, crossing his arms at you.
“you know they’re gonna be hard to match with all your other clothes. not that you don’t have enough.” rick sighs, running a hand through his hair like he’s thinking about storage and reveling in spectating daryl touch and tease you. “you already filled up the closet last time you came out with us. you’re gonna have to call rosita over to take some of it off your hands.”
you roll your eyes. they’re telling you that you need to get rid of clothing like every other month. when it comes time for them to make you bag up anything you’re willing to part with, you typically found some way to end up on your knees or with them bending you over something. that usually gives you another month.
“i thought daryl was saying sorry.” you grumble, smooth legs kicking playfully in protest until daryl has them pinned against the seat, his tongue licking furious stripes from the top of your clit down to your aching little hole.
“baby, you’re so wet.” daryl comments, lips smacking with your slick.
“as always.” rick jeers, walking over to sit next to you. “hey, doll,” he greets into your mouth.
needy and bucking into daryl’s soft mouth, you return the kiss with a fervor that rick’s not expecting. he groans at the bruising brush of your pillowy smooth lips against his.
you’re reaching your hand to the side to grasp at him when you instead find your camcorder. remembering your original plan, you pull it forward onto rick’s lap.
he only chuckles into your mouth when you open the video camera and aim the lens on the man going to town between your legs.
“you forgive me, baby?” daryl inquires with the addition of a finger.
you nod up and down. “fuck, i forgive you, dare’. you’re so good with your mouth.”
rick’s smile turns upside down when he notices how shaky your hand is getting as daryl brings you closer to your first p.m. orgasm. he brings a steady hand up to relieve you of your cameraman duties.
the opportunity presents itself to fall back into rick so you take it. his chest is pressed snugly against your backside now as he angles the camcorder to catch the downright debaucherous scene occurring in this kohl’s dressing room.
your legs are quivering and you’re chanting daryl’s name when he removes his fingers and goes all in on your pussy.
rick clasps a hand on your mouth. “shh, honey. don’t want the others to think somethin’s wrong.”
“mhmmm,” you shudder against his hand.
the pleasure daryl’s been doling out to you comes in the form of a mind numbing orgasm that washes over your tensed form from head to toe. daryl doesn’t slow down either as you cost his face in your sweet slick. he’s licking patterns into you and you swear he’s trying to paint the alphabet across your cunt as you ride out the delicious pressure your boyfriend is treating you to.
“how are you gonna walk back to the car?” rick asks you, pulling your face gently towards his to cup your chin and engross you in another kiss. he only separates from you to pass the camcorder off to daryl and lift your thighs.
“might have to carry you.” daryl muses and begins undoing his belt.
“rick, you’re gonna fuck me, right?” you crane your neck to lock eyes with the man entering you right then and there.
“fuck, give me a moment, darlin’.” rick shakes his head as you grind against him, unable to think straight.
you’re catching your breath when you look up and notice the blue eyed man behind the somehow closed camcorder. bless him.
“i think you have the cover on,” you giggle and stretch using your tippy toes to flip it back for him.
once the red light is on your face, rick yanking your tank top off and attacking your bare chest with open mouthed kisses. the nipple he pops into his mouth pebbles even more at his touch. his mouth coupled with the all encompassing stretch you’re enduring is drawing every moan you can muster.
he cements a grip on your hips to raise you up and down on his cock in his lap. the plushnsss of your ass is making him feral as he’s met with that same pillowy softness upon every meeting with his pelvis.
daryl keeps the camera on you, rick, and the mess you’re creating in your laps. he shuffles to stand next to the seat and offers you his now nude cock which you happily take into your mouth, earning him a better angle in the process.
the camcorder captures you oohing and aahing around daryl as rick fucks the past few hours of tension out of you. nothing like justifying fucking your brains out in a dressing room on stress and performance.
the girthy man in your mouth is thinking the same thing. daryl hisses when he hits the back of your throat and you gag. he’s fucking your throat even faster once he catches sight of his dick disappearing in and out of your pretty pink lips on the screen.
like a seesaw, you rock up and down on rick. the way rick is thrusting upwards into you has you moaning pornographicly around his best friend’s length. it’s only so long before you have to give in. you’re rolling your hips frantically and making the most debauched noises around daryl.
that’s all it takes for the archer to twitch in your throat. you’re prepared to swallow but before you know it, he’s backing his cock out of your mouth and holding it directly in your face, pumping with one hand and recording in the other.
“watch out, rick,” he warns.
and just like that his cock is in front of you, spurting and coating your face.
“does that go with your outfit?”
#the walking dead#rickyl#rick grimes x reader#daryl dixon x reader#rick grimes smut#daryl dixon smut#rickyl x reader#twd#twd smut#not beta read#f/m/m#p in v sex#blowy#doin’ it in the dressing room#on camera!#established relationship#ditzy thought fr#really sleezy ending#daryl dixon#rick grimes#on a run#grimesgirll#still getting the hang of writing smut#this is one of those fics where i got h*gh writing hit the post button and thought what happened when i reread it
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to be loved is to be changed <3
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dw guys the thh tonaegiri trio was supposed to be included in the arti-mate collab but kyoko already filled their long-skirt quota and they had to stick junko in somewhere. so
some alternative outfit designs i was messing around with under the cut
i mostly couldn't use these because i couldn't figure out a color scheme that could still comfortably carry the original palette to fit the collab theme...anyways feel free to color yourself lol
#byakuya togami#polaris p polanski#danganronpa#kyoko kirigiri#danganronpa fanart#'im so happy for you and our basic ass ugly boyfriend im so serious. dont talk to me'#don't ask how long this took. i spent most of it trying to figure out what outfit to use#corduroy skirt in moss green. dark green mock-neck sweater with brass button details. drawstring pouch purse. custom loafers#went with amaryllis flowers - 'pride strength determination' according to google#tgirl togami? genderfluid byakuya? totally cis guy who just likes skirts? who knows...#my arts
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Reece's P Cup Inspired Graphics/IMVU Badges🌈
The Freak Button was made by me!! It is F2U please credit me when using <33
IMVU badges were found on; 🌈 !
Other graphics were found on picmix, Gifcities
#🍬sweet2000s#reece#reeces p cup#oc#oc inspired#web graphics#graphics#imvu#imvu status#shiny buttons#decor#buttons#pixels#pixel#gif#early web#2000s internet#early 2000s#2000s web#old web#halloween#orange#black#white#grey#guitar#pumpkin#nostalgia
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snail
Had fun doing a 12 frame animation with this snail tonight :3 even if my feet hurt by the end :’) I managed to get all the frames done in about four hours which I think is a record for me👀
I had to make this when I was a few frames into the project cuz it was too silly not to :3
#This whole time I thought tumblr no longer allowed one to post a video from their camera roll#but no it’s just a separate button from the one to post images :P#now I need to go back and post all the cat videos I wanted to share#I also had to storyboard out the frames and make the snail (which then had to transform into an alligator) tonight#art stuff#traditional art#I have clay still under my nails :P#Stop motion
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oh,, when i saw these panels i thought samuel was actually going to do something and redeem himself for doing nothing last chapter
haha! nope!!! he is still just very suspiciously watching the fight and looking edgy …
i think (i hope) that he has a plan and it will likely help goo (and maybe by proxy, gitae) get involved with the hunt for gun somehow
or perhaps he is just frozen with intense feelings of inferiority right now, who knows?
#☆#lookism#lookism spoilers#lookism 507#his thinking pose#no matter how cool he might look‚ he is still pathetic and stupid#look at his dumb shirt#buttons cant even close it up fully :p#wouldnt have happened if he wore the big deal drip#samuel seo
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SINGAPORE, SINGAPORE - SEPTEMBER 22: George Russell of Great Britain and Mercedes walks in the Paddock prior to the F1 Grand Prix of Singapore at Marina Bay Street Circuit on September 22, 2024 in Singapore, Singapore. Photos by Mark Thompson.
#george russell#f1#*m#*p#24#singapore#singapore gp 2024#sin24#(man that striped shirt really ruins this look.)#(every time i see him wearing horizontal stripes i just realize i absolutely hate them 😭...)#(at least undo that one button omfg. bro.)
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Trick Williams & Ilja Dragunov - NXT 05/09/2023
#wwe#wweedit#ilja dragunov#nxt#trick williams#trickunov#nxtedit#wwe nxt#wwe gifs#stuff i made#mariah carey voice: suddenly i cant button up my shirt idk#forever obsessed with this segment it lives rent-free in my brain and in my p[GETS YANKED OFF THE STAGE BY A GIANT HOOK]
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