#the doinky boinkies

[bubtans]

went with a friend to see barbie today with pink makeup and a pink shirt and it was very pink and very cute

[luv-n-peace]

[renn1tch]

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[madokaaaaaaaaaaaa]

✨ 🎶 when u get this u have to put 5 songs u actually listen to, publish. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool) 🎶 ✨

me when i have no notifications ever

Here uhhhhhhhh:

1. Sour Grapes - LE SSERAFIM

2. Break out of… - Persona 4 Arena Ultimax

3. Grandma’s Gonna Sue The Pants Off of Santa Unknown (Till the End) - ALIEN STAGE

4. ICON - TWICE

5. SHINKIRO - hololive / Houshou Marine x Gawr Gura

[d0rothydraws]

Just woke up with a horrible migraine and now I'm sad I can't go back to bed laying on Sylus' fat tits. His massive fucking titties. Super stuffed milkies. Honker bonker doinky boinkies. Fucking fabric stretching wind flapping gravity welling sex mounds. Super duper ultra hyper god damn motherfucking tits. Real set of badonkers. dobonhonkeros. massive dohoonkabhankoloos. big ol' tonhongerekoogers.

[partycatty]

we back with another request⁉️

can be old or young (mk11 or mk1) johnny your pick, but what if fem!reader and johnny are sparring (likely in private, but if they wanna be risky go ahead) and reader is losing.

sooo, she flashes him her titties as a distraction and ends up getting him pinned. you can turn it into smut or end it there, your pick

love your writing 💙💙

DEAR GOD YOURE SO FUCKING RIGHT ALL THE TIME ILY, i had a SLIIIIGHTLY different image for this so HEAR ME OUT

johnny cage > eyes on the prize

warnings: Oh, these? My boobies? My massive fucking titties? My super stuffed milkies? My honker bonker doinky boinkies? My fucking fabric stretching wind flapping gravity welling sex mounds? You mean these super duper ultra hyper god damn motherfucking tits?

[ part 2 ] [ masterlist ]

after the time merger, your boss seems uneasy seeing his younger self parade around the compound like he owns the place. you're unfortunately put up to the task as babysitting him.

"private," the older counterpart summons you to the center of the room. "keep an eye on him for me, yeah? he's... well, he's me, and i don't trust him one bit." you both glance over to younger johnny, who is kicking his feet up and browsing IMDB - his own page, to be specific - with no regard for authority. you nod and walk off, approaching the younger star who doesn't notice you at first.

"mr. cage," you try to get his attention, leaning down to his level as he sits. johnny tears his eyes away from the screen to catch a good look at you in your uniform, pulling his sunglasses down his hooked nose. "captain cage requested i accompany you around the compound for safety as the time merge is figured out."

"oh, i'll follow you anywhere, beautiful," he replies smoothly, clicking and winking up at you. your face heats up, this is your... almost-boss. this version wasn't with sonya, doesn't have a kid. a part of you wonders if your present johnny also finds you attractive if this is how his younger version behaves. you'd always found him hot, but that was something you kept to yourself for the sake of his family and your career.

johnny snaps in your face with a twisted expression. "hey, since you're here, the future sucks! i've been here for an hour and i haven't seen one jetpack. not one!" he holds a finger in your face, and you can't help but stare down at him in bewilderment. how did this man become the captain of the special forces??

his complaints sprout an idea, as you try to divert his annoyance. "the special forces compound contains plenty of advanced technology. would you care for a tour?" you suggest politely, gesturing out of the room.

johnny seems intrigued by your offer, willing to follow you around like a dog if it meant getting a good view of your ass the whole way. it's your figure that intrigues him the most.

"older me was a dumbass for not tappin' this," johnny very loudly exclaims as you two walk down a hallway, making you pinch the bridge of your nose. "i might have to alter my destiny... there's no way you fight with a pretty body like that."

"the members of S.F. are put through extensive physical training and discipline. i can fight, mr. cage," you reply curtly, not all too impressed by his catcalling, though his boldness amuses you.

"yeah?" he asks playfully, jogging in front of you to walk backwards as he glares at you through his shades. "care to prove it? you lose, you give me your number."

"and if you lose?" you question, crossing your arms.

"then i give you my number." jesus, he was dumb. hot, but dumb. it was impossibly hard to remain professional in front of him. you entertain his bait and open a side door that led to the garage. it was spacious and full of various tools, vehicles and weapons. the crew often met there for mass debriefs and announcements, but served as a perfect sparring location.

"you're on, dollface," johnny sneers, readying himself with an overdramatic flourished war cry. "but first, no handicaps. take all that off." he waves at your vest and various equipment strapped to you. you shake your head and sigh, readying your own pose after shrugging the extremities off and kicking them to the side. it was johnny in his coat giving you a delicious view of his chest, and you in your skin-tight underclothes. you figured regardless you'd have an advantage against johnny considering you were familiar with his fighting style, but his strength outmatched you easily. he was twice your size in muscle, after all. didn't really matter just how much studying you put into his mannerisms in combat.

his powers proved to be a significant advantage as well, doubling his strikes when most humans could only land one in the time it took. each punch you threw was parried embarrassingly easily, and each kick was matched with an even swifter swing.

despite being military trained, you couldn't help but find the fight fun. johnny would grab hold of you and spin you around, as if you were dancing, or flash one of his signature smiles at you when he felt more in charge. he'd cackle when you made a fool of yourself, swinging at nothing.

one of his backflip kicks infused with his powers knocked you straight on your ass, and johnny towers over you with a devilish grin. his legs are spread, with you on the floor between them as you catch your breath.

"do you yield, sweet thing?" he asks, bending forward to hover his face over yours. you cringe, holding your side as you try to get up, but johnny just places his boot on your chest. "you were all bark and no bite, sweetheart."

as you regain your composure, thoroughly displeased with the outcome of the battle, you get an absolutely evil idea.

"how about you get a bite of these?" you ask, smirking. your fingers find the hem of your shirt and pull upward, revealing your bra and your breasts spilling from the fabric as you lay on your back. the chill of the room defines the shape of your nipples through the bra, and johnny's eyes fixate - hard. his sunglasses comically slide down his nose and clatter to the floor, his puppy eyes wide and wanting at the sight of your barely clothed chest.

when you know for a fact he's transfixed, you swat his foot off of your chest and curl your body before placing a hard upward kick into his balls, making him yell out and stumble backward.

you stand up and brush yourself off, beaming at the actor for besting him at his own shallow game.

"you - ngh -" johnny whines and clutches his crotch, pointing a finger at you accusingly. "i yield."

you shrug innocently, reaching a hand out to him considering your positions were now fully swapped. "gotta keep your eyes on the prize, cage."

you hoist him up with a grunt, patting his shoulder.

"oh, believe me," he breathlessly chuckles. "i was." he smiles crookedly.

...did you just flash your soon-to-be-boss? is this gonna alter the timeline...?

[howlingday]

Can we have yang being jealous of her big sister withered rose Ruby's figure.

Then ruby notices and teases her baby sister

Yang: (Looks down, Looks at Ruby, Grimaces)

Ruby: Oh? Are you jealous of my boobies? Hm? My massive fucking tiddies? My super stuffed milkers? My honker donker doinky boinkies? My fucking fabric stretching, wind flapping, gravity welling sex mounds? You mean these super-duper ultra-hyper god-damn mother-fucking milk-making TITS?!

Yang: ...N-No.

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...It was low-hanging fruit, I know, but to be honest, I couldn't really think of anything else.

[androgynous-agent69]

[In the voice of GMan] Oh, these, Freeman? My... boobies? My massive, fucking titties, hm? My sssuper stuffed milkies? My *inhale* honker bonker doinky boinkies? My fucking fabric stretching; wind flapping; gravity welling sex mounds? You mean these super duper ultra hyper god damn motherfucking tits?

[fallingpapersnow]

Riddlers' Favorite Word for Breasts

Author's note: These are just my opinions! By the way, I haven't actually read/watched/played every piece of source material these Riddlers come from, so apologies in advance if some of them are inaccurate.

Telltale: Just says "breasts". Nothing weird or super raunchy.

Capullo: "Titties, ta-tas, funbags, bazongas, honker-bonker-doinky-boinkies", every single ridiculous word for them under the sun.

Arkham: Is too embarrassed (but will not admit it) to say it straight up, but will sort of vaguely gesture towards the top half of your body and say "chest" with an odd emphasis to it.

Unburied: "Milkers/breasticles", I think he would be super annoying and cringe about it, too.

Gotham: He would get very scientific and say "mammaries", or be like Telltale and just say "breasts" straight up.

Dano: "Boobs", but in a voice so quiet you can barely hear him. Also, he looks away in shame.

Young Justice: "B-Boobies", he stutters and covers his face, and can't decide whether to feel embarrassed or burst into a giggling fit like an idiot.

Twojar: "Tits"/"Rack", not childish enough to go full-on Capullo, but has enough sleazy playfulness to at least give the twins a nickname.

BTAA: "Treasures", those things you hide under your shirt are just another prize locked under a puzzle that none other than The Riddler himself can solve! Not to mention, a prize he deserves for being the world's greatest artistic criminal.

[sunbreaked]

Oh these?

My boobies?

My massive fucking tiddies?

My super stuffed up milkies?

My honger donker boinky doinkies?

My fucking fabric stretching, wind flapping, gravity welling sex mounds?

You mean these super duper ultra hyper goddamn mother fucking tits?

[rubctosis]

Law is breasting boobliengly- them bouncyfull milkies - his honker-bonker-doinky-boinkies. Those fabric-stretching, wind-flapping, gravity-welling sex mounds. HIs super duper, ultra hyper, goddamn, motherfucking tITS. I wANNA use as my pillows.

[luv-n-peace]

thus disgusting creature that I like

color 10 and normal

[piscesxmoon]

oh these? my boobies? my massive fucking tiddies? my super stuffed up milkies? my honker donker doinky boinkies? my fucking fabric stretching wind flapping gravity welling sex mounds? do you mean these super duper ultra god damn motherfucking tits?

[starry-stan-blog]

wei wuxian is the type to use his hands as a pair of binoculars to stare at lan wangji’s tiddies/dick whenever they’re video calling.

like lwj will pause mid sentence: “—wei ying.”

“yeah, er-gege?”

“what are you looking at?”

“nothing, er-gege ~ ♪”

“…”

and wwx would happily continue to ogle his husband’s boinky doinkies and/or massive schlong while lwj would pretend not to notice

[xxlordalexanderxx]

*aggressively crumps towards the master bed chambers* "hmm.." *peeks through the crack of the door* "so THIS is what our master does in his spare time" (the viscount wearing one of his partners hot pink lace lingerie). "Excuse me my lord.." *stumbling into the viscounts chamber* "(nervously) I would very much like to create an elaborate portrait of you in such a gorgeous ensemble.. for a price.. and I'll keep my lips sealed and pretend this never happened.."

Send me a very scandalous rumor about my muse to see how they would react.

"Oh, these? My boobies? My massive fucking titties? My super stuffed milkies? My honker bonker doinky boinkies? My fucking fabric stretching wind flapping gravity welling sex mounds? You mean these super duper ultra hyper god damn motherfucking tits?"

||🩸Accepting🩸||

[gothchoccymilk]

do I genuinely dislike the onlyfans bait that has a million tags like goth girl emo girl grunge girl goth aesthetic and it's just a pretty woman with long straight black hair and dark makeup with her doinky boinkies showing, or am I just jealous of the engagement 👁️👁️

*stranger who reblogs porn likes my self post* oh god oh jesus oh fuck