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slepsnek · 4 months

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site that you can type in the definition of a word and get the word

site for when you can only remember part of a word/its definition

site that gives you words that rhyme with a word

site that gives you synonyms and antonyms

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slepsnek · 6 months

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Simon "Ghost" Riley x Fem!Reader

Simon absolutely worshiping your body

Lights low, soft, breathy sounds filling the air that is already already thick with the unspoken words of a man consumed, you lay sprawled out naked across the sheets.

This is like his little slice of heaven.

Adoration is what Simon is after tonight, needing to caress every single solitary inch of you until you are left in a puddle of pure bliss in the middle of his bed.

"Let me turn your brain off for ya, let me take care of ya," he breathes against your mouth as he kisses you, lightly nipping at your bottom lip lazily.

You are the best goddamn thing to grace his life and he desperate need to show it constantly by having all his undivided attention focused solely on you is something he struggles with dailyq.

Moments ago Simon had traced over all the subtle imperfections of your body with his calloused fingers as if every flaw were actually incredibly precious to him, lips following not far behind as he whispers delicious praises into your flesh.

Those gentle things that are only for your ears alone to hear. Can't have people think he's going soft...even though he very much is.

He nuzzles into you as he catches your scent: that natural musk mixed with the clean smell of your body wash. It makes his head fuzzy and his body tingle in a way he cannot accurately describe.

"Christ, you look so fuckin' beautiful, luv," he purrs against your warm skin as his lips caress down over the swell of your breasts with their nipples already stiff and along the length of your stomach towards your thighs. "I can't get enough of ya. Fuck, your perfect."

It is as if he is performing a sacred act by giving every bit of you the full breadth of his desire, from your lips all the way down to your legs. Extra time he spends on your thighs as he embraces those voluptuous curves with his mouth until you are whining and writhing beneath him before he has even gotten to your throbbing clit.

Simon spreads you open to lean into that mossy bank and delicately peppers kisses to your petals with such care, until you are breathlessly begging him for more, "please baby, please", before he carefully divides them easily with his tongue as he slips it inside. You are already wet, stimulated from his doting on your body alone and shit you are sweet. Like eating a peach accept this own doesn't run out before he's had his fill.

That masterful tongue draws short, cncise circles along your clit, lips locking around it intermittently as he sucks, using the two techniques in tandem until you are bucking against his face. He takes his time, caressing your thighs up and down with his hands, dragging his nails lightly to make you shiver.

By the time he is inside of you, you are a glorious mess or cum and mewls and sweat.

Slow, even thrusts he pounds into you from behind, making the curve of your ass jiggle against his hips with each plunge of his cock between your silky petals and into your tight cunt.

Your elbows and knees prod into the mattress leaving indents on the surface as he has you ass up and face down now. One of those wide hands with the long, thick fingers runs up the length of your back to your head where he laces all five digits through your hair before his grip holds it firmly in his grasp while the other glides across your spine.

His clasp on your hair is firm, but not painful; there is nothing but pleasure for you tonight.

Looking down, he watches with hungry amber eyes as your juicy cunt sucks him in right down to the base of his shaft before he pulls his cock back out nearly to the tip to thrist it back in all over again.

"That's it, sweetheart," he groans as his hips snap against your backside. "Ya feel so goddamn good tonight, just wanna stay buried in ya."

Goddamn what a beautiful sight to watch your body strain to take all of his girth in at once, his size almost too much to handle, but he has prepped you well as he always does starting with his fingers and then his tongue; making sure you are nice and wet and relaxed enough to take him.

Fuck, in this position he's so deep in you, you swear you can feel him in your stomach. To be so full of him, where you can't tell where he ends and you begin, sends tingling shivers coursing through your veins.

You are completely claimed by him body and soul.

Simon was never a religious man, most of the time as far from it as possible, but the closest he would ever come was the moment he got that first taste of the absolute glory of what lay between your legs as you wrapoed yourselves in one another and then it was as if your body became his church...and fuck was he ready to give his life to worshiping at your alter with his fingers, his tongue, his cock; all his instruments at your disposal to show his unwavering devotion.

That man had been starved for far longer than he'd like to admit, but the first time he buried himself in you that was all it took to fill him. It was you he craved: your softness and warmth and sweetness, everything he did not have in his life before.

And so every chance Simon gets to have you naked and at his mercy, he takes greedily and without remorse. No matter how many times, how many different ways, he always wants more... Needs more...

How can he not overindulge after being deprived for so long?

...when all this beauty just willingly let him have all she has.

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slepsnek · 6 years

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So I've seen Pokemon with googly eyes, but my favorite Pokemon (Gengar) doesn't seem to be a thing. So, without further adieu, I present this to you!

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slepsnek · 6 years

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Don’t repost this because if you do these guys will appear in your house 💙❤️💜💛

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slepsnek · 6 years

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i foun d my old wallet in the drawer next to my bed and it had $400 in it im having a heart attack

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slepsnek · 6 years

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Say "bubbles" in the deepest, most intimidating voice you can. It'll help, I promise.

I’m having a bad day. And I’m angry.

Make me smile and you get a prize.

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slepsnek · 6 years

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The Sexy Beholden- NICE!

A post by @shaydh has inspired me to do this :) Put in the tags your tavern’s name!

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slepsnek · 6 years

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Im STILL upset after all this time that X men Evolution was cancelled after season 4. IT WAS SO AMAZINGLY GOOD. In season 5/6 they could have:

1. done the dark pheonix saga, having Her as the Enemy

2. Explore the situation of Mystique trying to create a Motherly relationship with NC and rouge

3.See a proper relationship develop between X23 and Wolverine

4. GENOSHA

5.colossus and Gambit joining the XMEN

6. The sentinels Rise again

7. storm trying to stop a blizzard covering the entire south of canada

8. see A proper romantic Relationship between Gambit and Rouge

9. the rise of Emma frost

10. The brotherhood and their advances

11. The rise of Black panther and His marriage with storm

SO many more options on episode plots were available

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slepsnek · 7 years

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Just an experiment. Reblog if you actually give a fuck about male victims of domestic violence and rape.

Of fucking course

What sick bastard doesn’t

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slepsnek · 7 years

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HELP!

My best friend is upset, I need help cheering her up! I need jokes, puns, anything you can come up with! PLEEEEEEEEAAAAAASE!

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slepsnek · 7 years

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ME!

Any Raph fans here? ❤️🐢

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slepsnek · 7 years

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Curiosity

So I'm kinda new to Tumblr, but I'm gonna give this a shot. I'm on a Tmnt kick for, like, the rest o' my life, so there's gonna be a lot of them on here, like this one for example. P.S. I take requests, but might take a bt to get to them. Anywho, here ya go! This'll probly be the only part to this, but I dunno fo' sho'.

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(Y/N) was new to the New York Pizza Hut work force. She worked mainly night shift, and just started doing deliveries- fun, right? She was certainly excited- please, do take care to note the sarcasm.

This delivery, however, was different than the others. You were not to make eyecontact, carry conversation, or even breathe in the client's general direction, and were making the delivery to one of the most abandonned streets in the city at exactly nine o'clock. The only explanation you got for the odd terms was that the dude was incredibly shy or something like that.

You went, though. You hopped into the delivery car, set the GPS, cranked up the tunes, and set off, driving through the busy New York streets, honking and flipping off stupid civilians to an appropriate degree. Didn't these Bozos see that you were driving here? Morons.

Finally arriving at the spot, you shut down the engine and hopped from the driiver's seat, a blade in your pocket and the pizza in your hands as you waited the remaining three minutes before the customer was supposed to arrive.

After three of the longest minutes of your life, you heard heavy footsteps hit the concrete behind you, and jumped. Tossing the three boxes onto the hood of the delivery car, you reached into your pocket, but stopped short when a deep, menacing voice interrupted your near whoop-assery.

"Raphael," he grunted- the name of the client.

You gave a short, nervous laugh. "Whew, ya scared me, dude."

"Don't turn around!" he growled when you began to twist, and you froze.

You'd almost forgotten about that- but wait, he didn't sound terribly shy to you.

"Alright, alright, jeez," you huffed, curiosity beginning to nag at you. "30.98, then."

You held your hand out behind you, and waited. He seemed to take extra care not to touch you as the money was dropped into your palm, a few coins escaping and hitting the ground loudly, making the guy growl a curse.

"Hand me da pizza," he rumbled, and you grumbled about rude customers as you dropped the cash into your bag, not even caring at this point if it was the right amount. Reaching out, you grabbed the pizzas, and, not really caring if you lost this stupid job at this point, you twirled around to see who you were up against. "Whatta ya doin'?!" He panicked, leaping for the shadows, a bit too slow.

"Woah," you breathed, you're (E/C) orbs widening. You saw him hesitate in the shadows, turning to make a run for it, but you took a few steps forward. "Wait, wait!"

Raphael didn't know why he stopped, but he did. He stayed in the shadows, though, glaring at you with acid-green eyes.

"Come back out, please," you called out to him. You were so curious- so in awe. You saw his eyes widen as he backed further into the shadows. "Please, don't go, I'm sorry. I wanna see you."

"Ya're gonna regret it," he mumbled, no longer sounding threatening, but... kind of afraid.

"Doubt it," you shot back, taking another step. Your sparkling, wonderous eyes were soft, almost coaxing him out into the open. "Please..."

Giving a somewhat shaky sigh, he stepped into the flickering rays of the dying street lamp over head, and you gasped aloud, unable to stop yourself. He was so tall, with rippling muscles under dark green skin. A rustic brown, armor-like chest. Large, tri-fingered hands. Just as large, two-toed feet. Torn dark sweatpants, a torn boxing glove, and a large, brown half-shell on his back. He wore a red bandana-style mask, with a white symbol on top. And his eyes- oh god, his eyes- they were the most beautiful shade of green you'd ever seen, even if they were currently glaring at your unresponsive form.

The giant humanoid turtle somehow mistook your gaze of awe and wonder for disgust, and shut his eyes tightly as he turned his shell to you, where you saw an excessive mount of ductape over scarred over cracks.

"Told ya," he growled, his fists shaking at his sides, and his footsteps making the concrete shudder as he stomped away from you.

"No, wait!" you yelped, trying to chase after him, only to trip, and hit the ground- hard. His pizzas skid to his feet as he stopped, turning around, checking on you despite himself. You were picking yourself up twith skinned hands, cursing your clumsiness. You finally looked at him with those stunning eyes. "I-I'm (Y/N)... What's your name?"

You seemed so desperate for his answer, it caused his acidic gaze to widen as an unmistakeabe feeling of happiness filled his chest to an almost suffocating degree.

"Raphael, but ma brothas call me Raph," he answered quietly, begrudgingly offering you a triple-digited hand, and you took it with a wide smile.

"Brothers, huh? Well, it's nice to meet you, Raph- If I may be so bold."

You were speaking much more familiarly, a joking tone to your voice, as if you'd known him for years. Your smile nearly blinded him with its beauty, and your eyes swallowed him whole. You were barely tall enough to reach the base of his chest, with small hands and feet. You were so damn cute- and you were talking to him!

"I guess I'll allow it," he smirked, an action that made you melt instantly. "If I can get ya numba?"

A nervous shrug, an anxious half smile, and a slight bite at his lip, and he had you wrapped around his large finger.

"I think I can manage that."

#tmnt raphxreader curiosity

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slepsnek · 8 years

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