#SHUT UP GINGY
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been in my naomi vibes as of late, would luv to see a smut of naomi for v-day 🎀 possibly involving a lingerie fashion show as you’ve discussed on your page before. luv ur writing 🫶
oh haiiii
so i had this as a whole fic and it.. got deleted
so i shall summarize
RPF smut under da cut, minors gtfo<3 (im so srs)
okay so a long time ago i mentioned that (canonically) naomi calls soft!gf "babydoll" bc of their obsession with buying soft!gf lingerie
and we shall divulge in this however it should be known that naomi did not start buying you lingerie right out the gate okay?
it all started when you and naomi started dating, you didn't uhaul honestly, i feel like naomi is really into their space and environment and it takes a lot of effort for nomi to either move or allow big changes in their space
it starts because naomi bought you a bunch of pajama sets for their apartment
and this just became a thing like naomi would see a cute set online or even on the road and just get it and mail it home for you or whatever
and eventually after a little bit you find out naomi's love for you in lingerie (im thinking it was a lace top and jeans situation that naomi just could not keep it in their pants) and thats when the babydoll thing starts
not the naomi starts off conservatively, but it's really the act of taking it off of you that excites them
but eventually they realize that you find some confidence when they worship you in it so they start to put more effort into what the color is, the type of material, the fit of the set, how easy is it to put on and take off, can the top be worn with jeans in public, and so on and so forth
and this isn't a weekly or even monthly thing, it really is only for special occasions or when naomi wants to spice things up
it's pretty much expected on either of your birthdays, valentines day, and your anniversary to find a big black box with a ribbon tied around it on your bed waiting for you
and maybe because muna has been so busy, naomi hasn't bought any in a while so there's like three or four boxes the night before valentines day
and naomi has the cockiest shit-eating grin on their face, probably in a pair of loose cargos or joggers, a grey crewneck on as they lounge on the bed, hands behind their head
"go on babydoll, show me what ya got," comes out of their mouth, and if you didn't love them sm you'd roll your eyes
and naomi carefully curated the lingerie for valentines this year, like there's a style you really like, a color that compliments your skin, one that is unique and you haven't tried before, and maybe a risky one that naomi didn't know if you'd be interested in
"need help?" naomi would call, moving to sit on the edge of the bed, manspreading with their hands clasped
"no, give me a sec," you'd reply, slipping on the first one
and one by one you'd come out of the bathroom, naomi letting out a low whistle or pretending to faint or fanning themselves, trying to hype you up
they always hold a hand above you, spinning you gently before kissing your hand, rough hands running up and down your sides
naomi is rubbing your hips, groaning softly, "look at you baby doll, goddamn," before pulling you between their legs kissing you softly
naomi ushers you back to the bathroom with a sweet tap on your ass, pushing you softly
but the last one, it's probably a babydoll style but has a bunch of cut outs or is like completely see through
and it's less about the lingerie like i said before, there is something so intimate about this experience for the two of you, both getting some type of boost from it
but this one is like... intensely horny, like you gasp pulling it out of the box bc its almost unholy
and it's probably in a soft pink or dark red or white, one that would compliment your skin tone well (but there's not a ton of fabric to begin with like its mostly frills and sheer)
and you walk out of the bathroom, a tiny bit insecure because it's just SO different than the usual ones
and naomi's reaction is new, its a full jaw drop, absolute shock to the system as naomi literally stutters
there's no witty comment, no annoying whistle or anything, they just stare at you jaw slack
"oh- no, no, don't cover up, get your cute ass over here... holy shit," naomi says, still shocked but noticing your nervousness. and you walk over gently, and even for the room thats literally vibrating in sexual tension and insanely horny energy, naomi just brushes some hair out of your face and cups your cheek, "you look so pretty babydoll," and it's so tender and affectionate you could sob
and honestly, kinda a blur but it takes naomi approximately .5 seconds to rip it off of you before they are buried between your legs
like never ate a meal before/drinking from the fountain of youth shit naomi is literally devouring you
and by the second orgasm (from their tongue alone) naomi's sweating bro, ripping off their crewneck and then laying on the bed, pulling down their pants just enough bc of fucking course they were packing all day in preparation
and look if naomi is using a strap, you're bouncing okay? they call you bunny for a reason
but it's almost frenzied, like you both know what you need to do
small glances and shy smiles are exchanged, both speaking with your eyes to make sure that everything is still good between you both and everything is consensual and chill and feeling good
one of naomi's hands grips your hip as they help guide you down onto the strap, the other rubbing your ass softly
"good job bunny, that's my girl," they whisper, a proud cocky smirk on their face as yours contorts
and naomi is so calm the whole time, letting you move around how you need to so you can get off
right as your about to cum again, naomi has a hand in your hair, bringing your face to theirs
"good job bunny, what do you have to say? hm?" naomi asks, breathy and whispery as your legs shake
"thank you for- the clothes," you mumble, your nose rubbing against theirs sweetly, but your panting as their fingers tug a little harder at the root of your hair
"good job bunny, let go," naomi whispers, letting you release, your face in their neck as they rub your back gently
also naomi is the king of aftercare i said it once i'll say it again
and yes they tore that last set to pieces! what did you expect! you're hot!
#anon cutie#boygenius x reader#naomi mcpherson x reader#naomi mcpherson smut#the way i type is... so annoying?#dont take a shot everytime i say literally or like or kinda or capitalize a random word bc youll die#ugh#gingy's cupid shuffle#gingy's blurb night#SHUT UP GINGY#i need therapy and a cold shower#goodnight everyone <3
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[ID: a 3 panel digital sketch featuring Oliver Swift and Gingi from Dialtown. Their designs are slightly altered to have faces instead of phones. Oliver has short wavy hair that covers his left eye and Gingi has a catlike ear on the left side of his face, ram like horns on the right side of his face, with hair covering his right eye
Panel 1: Oliver is looking over towards gingi, with his fist on his chest saying, "Dont worry about it. Trust me, you are way cuter then them"
Panel 2: Oliver's hand is pointing and Gingi's chest as he says, "you have this"
Panel 3: Gingi points at himself with a smile and says, "an unusual amount of nipples" to which Oliver responds with, "your heart.
end ID]
post of i have too many caption ideas
#dialtown#oliver swift#i dont actually know gingis tag#ashenart#such hit captions such as#like. local cryptid who wont shut up about his 6+ nips#monsterfucker oliver moments#i COULD have worked on an oc ref but nooo#and many other captions#anyways. me thinks im gonna post this at an ungodly time again (does not feel like waiting until the morn)
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there is nothing wrong with ollie it's just that his taste in men concerns me /lh
#Doodleshift#DT Friday#Gingi#Oliver#Randy#i love him. but it SHOULDVE BEEN MMMMEEEEE!!!!!!!!! NOT RANDY /lh#so like. some time after i queued this up (4/5/23) my computer wouldnt turn on for a bit. and i had to force shut it down#anyways. the only thing remaining is from when i drew oliver .#CAN RANDY STOP GIVING ME KARMA!!!! FUCK#i dont actually ship them. i just think oliver can do better
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OLIVER X RANDY X GINGI THINGY!!
Randy woke up, sweaty and sandwiched between two warm bodies. He felt a pair of arms wrapped firmly around his scrawny waist and another strewn somewhere near his upper torso. His tail was twined with the tail of whoever was behind him, carefully fitted bells hanging from the end of their beige cord. The green skin.. wait. Green skin? Fuck, he remembered where he was now. He was cuddling with Oliver and Gingi, in Oliver’s apartment, on Oliver’s bed. His screen grew hotter and, against his own control, his tail thumped onto the mattress. This set off the bells wrapped around Oliver’s tail, obviously, waking both the fezzed man and the cryptid. Compared to Oliver’s slow stretching as he awakened, Gingi practically dragged Randy with them as it sat up as quickly as.. cryptidly possible in the bed.
“WHERE AM I!? DID I OVERDOSE ON COUGH SYRUP AGAIN?? RANDAL AND OLIVE-MAN, WHY ARE YOU HERE??” Gingi screamed all of this in rapid succession, frantically looking around the room and between Randy and Oliver. It had backed away from Randy’s grasp at some point and he didn’t feel like acknowledging how upset that made him. He did not feel like unpacking that right now.
“Rotary-christ, Gingi, shut up. I invited you and Randy to hang out yesterday and we ended the night by cuddling with each other because you refused to do anything else.” Oliver chuckled through his sentence, resting a hand on Randy’s knee to calm the startled nokia.
“Oh. In that case, Mama’s goin’ back to sleep.” With that, Gingi curled back into the bed and wrapped their tail around itself.
“We should probs go back t’ sleep too. It’s, like, 2:30 in the morning. Unless ya ain’t tired?” Oliver tilted his head, questioning Randy. The nokia replied with a small shake of his head.
“N- No, I’m still tired just.. I’ve got to use the bathroom, y-y’know?” He knew damn well the fezzed man wasn’t buying it, accentuated by the hand on his knee moving up to his thigh and giving it a reassuring pat.
“If it’s ‘bout us cuddlin’ ya don’t need t’ be nervous. It’s just me n’ Ging. Wait.. here I’ll even let ya choose the position ya end up in this time.” Oliver held his arms out, seemingly waiting for something. Randy felt his screen grow brighter and hotter yet again, but he still found himself latching onto Oliver’s waist and holding him close.
“Awww, didn’t know ya were such a lil’ love bug, Rands.” Oliver saying this while he pat the nokia’s head didn’t help his entire “overheating” situation. Randy simply wagged his tail in response as Oliver carefully caressed his head, rubbing the back of it and purposely avoiding the delicate buttons resting on the front. The moment the fezzed man started humming was when Randy knew he was done for. The quiet tune quickly lulling him back to sleep, the purring from Gingi to the side of him definitely helped. Oh, and how warm he felt for once. All he knew was he would trade all of his organs if it meant he was able to stay here just a bit longer. Surrounded by his “friends” and literally wrapped in the arms of one of them.
(@anonymouslyanidiot olandgingi,.,.)
#dialtown#dialtown fanfic#dialtown fanfiction#dialtown phone dating sim#writing for dialtown!#writing for others!#oliver swift#oliver dialtown#randy dialtown#randy jade#dialtown randy#phonegingi#dialtown oliver#olandy#oliver x randy#randy x phonegingi#oliver x phonegingi#rangingi#olgingi
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hey Doggo! i really appreciate your work and what you do! i’m sort of scared to ask this next question but.. hope Phonegingi’s weird grunting noises weren’t yours..were they?😨 cos those are HORRIFYING (along with DSAF Henry’s laugh ofc)
for the most part, yes. the swan honks (the singular ones that the swan makes during Randy's good ending, more specifically) are me. the sound effect of Gingi sniffing at the glass of bunny's restaurant is me. the egglaying noise Gingi makes? yeah, that was also me. in fairness, unlike almost the other noises I did, i actually filtered that one by layering it and changing the pitch of one track to give it that slightly disharmonious sound. my voice can't do the exact noise. I'm not sure if anyone's could. I wanted something that sounded like it couldn't quite come from a human voicebox and I think I just about got there.
if you're curious how I made the original sound effect before i added that effect to it, I did an agonizing scream, but with my mouth sealed shut during. I don't think the unfiltered version was ever saved, sadly. i also haven't been able to replicate it since either.
oh, and the tim allen grunt that plays during the credits is also me. (the artist for the art that shows up as Jerry reads Mingus' note about Gingi near the start of norm's route requested the sound effect to play for their credit page when I asked if they wanted me to add a sound effect, so I did an impression of it in order to fulfill their wishes and above all else, avoid the wrath of tim allen by using a Home Improvement sound effect without express permission. the things i do for art.)
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If I Could Turn Back Time
Larissa Weems x fem!reader
Chapter 15
And give into the temptation I did. Monday night, after dinner, Larissa and I drove into Jericho to my townhouse.
“How’s your cat?” Larissa asked. “Gingie, right?”
I giggled. “Gingie is fine. He’s gonna be even happier when he has a whole castle to roam around in.”
I put the car in park and we both got out, making our way to the door. Immediately when I stepped inside, Gingie ran over, meowing like he wouldn’t meow again. He was rubbing on my legs before practically attaching himself to Larissa’s.
She scooped him up in her arms, pampering him with chin scratches, and leaving faint lipstick marks where she kissed him on his head. Even when following me through the house to my bedroom, Larissa refused to put him down, and only dropped him when she decided on helping me pack.
I looked down at her as she sat on my bed, meticulously folding each item and placing it gently into the duffle bag. “Wow,” I said. “I would’ve just thrown everything in the bag and then complained when nothing fits.”
Larissa chuckled. “Yeah, I bet you would.”
I leaned against the door frame of my closet, biting the inside of my lip and watching as she continued to fold. Eventually, she stopped and sighed. “Can I help you?”
“There is just something so hot about that…” I muttered, taking slow steps toward her. “Taking such care to make sure my…” I trailed off, thinking about all of the things I wanted her to do to me and vice versa. “Fuck it.” I reached down and quickly shoved the bag onto the floor before straddling Larissa, taking great delight in the way she giggled as I pushed her onto the bed.
After fitting his harness and leash on him, Gingie seemed almost ecstatic to be leaving the house. Larissa couldn’t stop giggling as she kept looking into the back seat to see him mesmerized , staring out the window at the streetlights and cars flying by.
“How often does he get to do this?” she asked.
I looked in my rear-view mirror at Gingie and smiled before glancing at Larissa. “We used to do it every chance we got. But life got in the way, and we haven’t gone out in a while. Sometimes I would take him to the Weathervane. The baristas loved him. I’m surprised the harness still fits, though. He was barely a year old when I got it for him.”
“We should take him out more,” Larissa laughed. “He seems to love it.”
When we arrived at Nevermore, we rushed through the entrance hall and made our way to Larissa’s office, Gingie in tow (and quite the pain in my ass having to force him away from sniffing statues and corners of the room). Once the door was shut, I let him roam the office and followed Larissa into her quarters.
As we unpacked some of my clothes and toiletries, I couldn’t get the thought of Marilyn out of my head.
“Larissa,” I called from the bed where the duffle bag sat. “Do you get any weird vibes from Marilyn?”
Larissa poked her head out of the bathroom. “Erm…No. I don’t think so. Why?”
“I dunno,” I shrugged. “Something feels off.”
“Why? Because she’s trying to get with you?” Larissa snickered.
I rolled my eyes and chuckled. “No…there’s just something. I can’t put my finger on it. Like…I know her from somewhere, I’ve seen her before. I just don’t know where.”
Larissa turned off the bathroom light and made her way over to me. Wrapping her arms around my waist, she pecked me on the cheek, “Maybe you two…I dunno…maybe you knew each other in a past life.”
The school was on full lock-down after Mayor Walker was hit by a car. No student was to leave the building unless given special permission. But, as always, there would be a few stragglers who didn’t abide by the rules.
I sat in my car, the engine and headlights off, distracted by my phone. I had just gotten back from the store, and when I looked up, to my not-so-surprise, Wednesday Addams and Enid Sinclair were traipsing down the path to the gate.
I huffed, and for a moment, debated on whether I should tell Larissa or follow them. I chose the latter.
Watching as they got in someone’s car, my gut was practically screaming at me to turn around and tell Larissa. But, once I arrived at the destination a few minutes after them, there was no turning back. I had no signal on my phone, and now, telling Larissa was no longer and option.
I stood in front of the Gates Mansion, the abandoned building looming over me. I opened the door and was met with three startled faces.
“Really?” I scolded. “The school is on lock-down!”
Enid was practically shaking. “Miss Foster! Um…It was Wednesday’s idea. Tyler and I had no idea this was going to happen!”
“Somehow I believe that,” I said. “Okay…um…Wednesday, Enid, out. Now.”
Wednesday’s eyes widened and she seemed to be growing frustrated. “But this is imperative to my investigation!”
“Miss Addams, you’re 16! You shouldn’t even be doing something like this!” I watched as she ignored me and continued to search the first floor.
The first thing spotted was a blue car, to which Wednesday informed us that it was the same car that hit the mayor. The next, an altar for Joseph Crackstone.
Enid, Tyler, and I continued to follow her into an office that was cobweb-ridden and covered in dust.
She shined her flashlight at a portrait where five people stood: two teenage boys, a little girl, and a man and woman.
“Garret, Laurel, Ansel…” Wednesday muttered. “Who’s that, though?”
I looked at the picture closer–everything was so familiar. Like I had seen these people before. It gnawed at my insides as I racked my brain for everyone I had ever met in my life. But there was nothing.
Knowing that I couldn’t force the three of them to leave, I decided to accompany them so that I could at least keep them out of trouble–but that was far too late. When Wednesday proposed that we split up, I had had enough.
As always, though, I was ignored by Wednesday, with Enid backing me up and Tyler as well, both of them saying how bad of an idea it was. And they were right.
After discovering that a single room, belonging to Laurel Gates, was completely refurbished and had obviously been slept in, everything took a turn for the worst.
A clatter from downstairs startled the three of us. We ran out of the room to the top of the staircase before hearing a loud growl and Tyler’s scream. The shadow of the monster could be seen on the wall of the staircase and I immediately pushed the two of them behind me. “Go! Now!”
Wednesday looked around quickly and spotted something across the hall. “The dumbwaiter!”
I opened it for them, urging them inside before I climbed in after. Inside, the only sound was our heavy breathing. Wednesday leaned forward, taking the scarf from her neck and tying it around the handle of the dumbwaiter door.
For a moment, I thought we would be okay. I could hear the growling of the monster outside and before I even had a moment to think, claws ripped a gash through the metal. Behind me, Enid screamed, and just as the monster began to tear through the door, we plummeted two floors.
I was thrown out onto the dirty floor of the basement, Wednesday and Enid following behind and falling on top of me.
“Are you okay?” I asked as we got onto our feet.
Enid was shaking and trying to catch her breath. “I think so.”
Wednesday seemed to be unaffected as she walked around the room, shining her flashlight at the shelves until heavy footsteps were heard above us. Tiny pieces of rubble from the ceiling rained down on us and they continued to grow closer and closer to the basement door. I ushered the pair of them to a window on the other side of the room and Enid happily obliged.
Wednesday however, was not so easy to convince.
With her flashlight pointed at it, she examined a jar with a severed foot, completely ignoring the fact that the monster was quickly creeping down the stairs. “These are the body parts missing from the monster’s victims!”
“Wednesday!” I shouted. “Now! Out the window!”
She finally listened and hurried out the window, helping me through just before the monster could grab hold of my foot. The three of us laid on the ground, chests heaving and hearts racing.
“Are you okay?” Wednesday asked.
Enid, who was fed up with her at this point, stood up and snapped at her, “Since when do you care?”
She stormed away as I got up, helping Wednesday too.
“Tyler,” she gasped. Before I could register what she meant, she turned and ran.
Enid’s eyes went wide and her voice started to shake. “Wednesday, what the hell are you thinking?”
That night seemed to drag on. We found Tyler, injured badly with gashes across his chest. This was all my fault. I was the adult. I was the guardian. It was my job to protect these children, and I had failed miserably.
As soon as I got a signal on my phone, messages from Larissa came flooding through.
Where are you?
I’m getting worried. It’s late.
Please call me.
And I did. She picked up almost immediately and her voice was frantic, asking where I was and why I was out so late. As soon as I explained everything, she was livid.
I walked Wednesday up the main staircase where Larissa stood with a clenched jaw and flared nostrils. To put it bluntly, she was pissed.
“You directly violated my explicit order and left campus during a lockdown,” Larissa said, her body stiff with anger and frustration. “Not to mention, putting your peers, yourself, and a teacher in danger.”
I stood there quietly as Wednesday began to defend herself.
“Which is grounds for expulsion,” she said. “I know. And you have every right to exercise that option. I do believe it would be a grave error on your part.”
Larissa scoffed and it went back and forth between them until Wednesday pulled out a piece of parchment with a drawing on it. Flames seemed to encase the Quad and man–Joseph Crackstone–stood in the center with a girl–Wednesday.
She handed it to Larissa, whose eyes changed from anger to fear. “Is this why he tried to kill you?”
Wednesday explained everything–how Rowan’s mother drew it before she died, how she believed Wednesday was destined to destroy the school.
“But I believe I’m meant to save it,” Wednesday said.
After sending Wednesday bed, Larissa looked at me as I climbed the stairs. It wasn’t until we stepped into her office that she finally addressed me. Her voice was stern, “Why didn’t you call?”
Truly, I had no idea. I couldn’t even come up with an answer.
“Do you know how worried I was?” she cried. “Thank god nothing happened to you!”
She pulled me into a hug, and something about it made me break down into tears. I was expecting a scolding, a tongue lashing from her, but instead, I got nothing but concern and worry mingled with relief that I was okay.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered into her chest.
Her hand came to my head, brushing her fingers through my hair and holding me close. “I’m just glad you were there to keep them safe.” Larissa pulled away and looked me directly in the eyes. Her face dropped and her glare was icy. “But don’t ever do that again.”
“Oh trust me,” I said. “I won’t.”
#gwendoline christie#larissa weems#larissa weems x reader#wednesday#fanfic#gwendoline christie x reader
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Your still getting your cherry, darlin, and sweets update soon…. I just need to get emotions out.
#gingy writes#polls with g#jake seresin#jake hangman seresin#top gun: maverick#top gun#jake seresin x reader#bradley bradshaw x reader#bradley bradshaw#bob floyd#bob floyd x reader
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I know they already got a BB VA for the movie, but they should just hire the guy who voices Gingy from Shrek (Conrad Vernon) I am not wrong shut up.
#BB would have a Tiny Tim Aesthetic to him if he was allowed a full character#or Cody Cameron who voices Pinocchio but they sound similar to me
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A New Series
By Ritacaroline
Quips n Blips to Ponder
Episode 4
My Latest Genius Idea
It regards lipstick. Do not try to steal this idea under penalty of law. Do you promise ?
Check 1 for yes.
Check 2 for no.
Check 3 for - I don't even use lipstick.
Check 4 for : your idea is lame. Now get me a sausage n pepper hero and shut the F up.
Official Patented Idea :
Deep thinking lipstick plan. ( not sure if I made this up or not. I'm leaning toward yes, I did. If not, my apologies.)
I will apply poison lipstick to my top lip and antidote lipstick to my bottom lip. This will insure for a thrilling yet ultimately neutral kiss. Get ready. Buttercup. I mean pucker up. Mother Fu....hey - it rhymes.
Now that we have your attention, will you please fill in this easy questionnaire ? Provided by the IRS.
Please circle the appropriate #.
How do you plan on filing this year ?
1 single
2 jointly
3 accurately
4 exponentially
6 extra well done
7 no pickles
8 orange is the new black
Do you own any chickens and if so how many ?
Yes
No
1 chicken
2 chickens
3 any geese ?
What do you plan to do with eggs laid by said chickens ?
1. Normal uses Ex. Breakfast. Or cupcake baking.
2. Abnormal purposes : juggling, egging peoples homes who have wronged you, using them for buoyancy experiments. For science.
3. All of the above
What are their names ?
1. Gingy ( short for Ginger. )
2. Betsy
3. Wilma
4. Rocko ( strangely he never lays eggs ?)
5. Killer
6. Jasper Lewis
7. Other : list here. Please use colored pencils to describe personality of each chicken
8. Scrambled or sunny side up ? Extra $1 charge for poached. Benedict gravy ?
How often do you order delivery pizza ?
1 weekly
2 monthly
3 none of your business
4 extra cheese
5 lactose intolerant
( please circle just one)
How many children do you have ?
1 a few
2 none
3 too damn many
4 please call the child endangerment agency
5 do you need a gallon of milk
What's your level of formal education ?
1 grammar school
2 jr high
3 high school
4 none
5 a little college but no diploma
6 PhD
8 fancy country day school in Connecticut
9 Dumb as a door nail
10 Dumber than a bag of rocks
( there is a difference, Gary)
11 I've been whapped in the head with a 2 by 4
12 I've fallen and I can't get up
13 Oops, I crapped my pants ( official brand patent )
Do you have a job ?
1 yes
2 no
3 I sponge off my parents
4 high security government worker
5 work at Area 51 and I know alien secrets
6 is this Scully ?
7 why did you ruin your pretty face w plastic surgery ? That was just wrong
How long is your anaconda ?
1. 7 in
2. 8 in
3. Are you a girl ? If so, please move on
4. Are you Robert Plant ? We see you :
Rob, please, Cover up that bait n tackle set. You're scaring the children.
What is your sexual orientation ?( it's ok. You can tell us. It's for science)
1. Hetero
2. Homo
3. Bi
4. Gay
5. Silly
6. Lesbian
7. LGBT Lmnop
8. Asexual
9. Loss of appetite
10. ED erectile dysfunction
Why do you lie to us ?
1. Just because
2. Can't help it. The girl can't help it.
3. I do not lie
4. You lie like a rug
5. I want more $ back please
6. Ok, just keep it real, man
7. I know it's only rock n roll but I like it ( yes I do ).
8. I am not a crook
Do you dress appropriately for work ?
1 yes
2 no
3 sometimes
4 no underwear
5 suit with tie
6 dresses or skirt
7 torn jeans
8 fashion savvy
9 I don't understand
10 I'm too sexy for my shirt, that's right. I like to paaart - ie. What you think about that ?
Do a little dance ? Make a little love ?
1 get down tonight
2 get down tonight
3 talk about it talk about it talk about it, woo woo Wu
Do you have a huge ass ?
1 yes
2 no
3 massive
4 cars often line up behind you when you wear white pants. Bc they think they're at a drive-in movie. And your ass is the big screen.
5 popcorn?
7 extra butter ?
8 I have a teensy weensy ass.
9 are you lying ? Show us a photo.
10 cellulite ?
What is the operation level of your penie ?
1 works just fine thank you very much
2 on the fence. Literally. On the fence.
3 never works when I want it to
4 he is shy and dainty
5 all the young girls love Alice. Tender young Alice they say.....
6 unpredictable
7 they thought I was a female when I was born. Figured out I was a boy by age 6
How much money do you earn ( so we can grab as much of it as we can, just being honest girls. )
1. a little
2. I do ok
3. All the girls love the bulge in my pants. The one in my back pocket.
4. If I stand on my head I can spit out maybe one wooden nickel.
Have you ever seen an albino squirrel ? Tell the truth. No bragging please.
https://share.icloud.com/photos/00eC0MxUQswLfEk41jwxx4-VQ
What, pray tell, is your claim to fame ?
1 hair dresser
2 the tremendous beast in my pants
3 pair of Ds in my bra. PS they're spectacular and they're real
4 can eat an entire pint of B n Js in one sitting. That is, if no piece of garbage steals it right outa the bag !!
5 can play any song you want on your bass. But no one can tell what song it is
6 just kidding. Don't get mad now.
7 your pants are too loose and fall down when you're on line in Walmart
8 thank God you were wearing clean undies that day
Last but not least, please describe your attractability to the opposite sex :
1. I'm damn handsome and the world knows it
2. Average
3. Well. I refuse to disclose this info ( means : pretty harsh lookin)
4. I'm gloriously beautiful
5. People are not sure whether to call me miss or sir. So they resort to - hey ! You !
6. Soy, un pendador. I'm a loser baby. So why don't you kill me ?
Folks, please take your W2s and your payment and staple them to your forehead. ( no bouncing checks please, we know you're just trying to stall. ) then, mail it to :
Uncle Sam
Care of ripmeoff.com
Thank you for being a friend Blvd
We luv what you do for us, Washington DC, Virginia USA
Do not forget to add a stamp. And lick the envelope. So we can obtain a DNA sample from you. It's the way we roll.
Note : please expect a weight loss of 0.5 to 3 lbs after you have paid us. From loss of cash.
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been working on a kith kith
#kisses#animation#my animation#billdip#bill cipher#bill#dipper#dipper pines#my art#shut up gingy#wip#gravity falls#wake me up#wake me up inside
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woke up having one of those “everyone hates me and my life is in shambles” days 🕺
#gingy talks#shut up gingy#and it’s not my period#my ability (or lack there of)#to not be able to consistently post#or get organized at work#or keep my room clean#or get over people i’ve had crushes on#or my confusion with my identity!#are making me SAD#not boy genius#not muna
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HEADCANON TIME || ALWAYS ACCEPTING! || @plushmenace
plushmenace asked: 12 (top 3 favourite headcanons) for Norm and 4 (a headcanon that i think people won’t agree with) for Callum
12: top 3 favourite headcanons (norm)
Even after being "welcomed" back into Dialtown, Norm refuses to take off his paper bag. Ever. People do wind up treating him decently (moreso than Phonegingi, which he takes personal offense to), but he just doesn't trust anyone with his actual face -- but he absolutely rejects the idea of changing his head to fit societal norms. It's rough out here.
The only people he would ever wind up showing his face to would be Phonegingi, Callum, and Mingus (although Mingus HAS seen his face before (directly after his return to Earth)). In truth, Norm can't stand taking his paper bag off around Mingus, but it's necessary if he wants to show his face around Callum -- she always monitors visits with him, and Norm wants to restore his memory just as much as she does.
Norm is outwardly callous towards the people he cares about, even after the events of Dialtown; it's just how he is. He's not great at being affectionate or showing his true feelings. That said, if you do wind up in a(n established) relationship with Norm, he will shower you with love and affection (mostly in private -- he gets embarrassed). He finds plenty of little and personalized ways to show that he cares, although this extends to his friendships as well. He is an incredibly sweet and kind man at heart -- unfortunately, it just took a lot to get him to express that side of himself. He was shut off from the rest of the world for a LONG, LONG time.
Norm will shoot anyone who talks shit about people he cares about (Gingi will often need to talk him down, if they're around. Otherwise, shit-talkers are probably screwed). He also has a really soft spot for Phonegingi after the events of the game. He still gives them a hard time, but he's obviously sweet on them, and he will frequently encourage others to give them a chance (and hold others at gunpoint if they so much as give Gingi a dirty look).
Norm has fantastic paternal instincts. He INSISTED on helping Gingi take care of their hatchlings, even with how "repulsive" they looked. Norm warmed up to Gingi's babies faster than any of Gingi's other love interests (Oliver excluded, that lovable goblin man), and Norm was quick to adapt when it came to raising them (since, y'know, they aren't meant to be raised like human kids). Norm is incredibly protective over those babies, just like Phonegingi.
Norm may or may not have been a parent before he was sent into that wormhole fifty-ish years ago. It's an incredibly sensitive subject for him.
4: a headcanon that i think people won’t agree with (callum)
I THINK CALLUM AND PHONEGINGI ARE CONNECTED. THAT'S ONE OF MY BIGGEST HEADCANONS FOR THE TWO OF THEM, ACTUALLY, ALTHOUGH I DON'T KNOW HOW MANY PEOPLE SHARE THAT BELIEF OR IF ANYBODY ELSE WOULD EVEN SEE THE CONNECTION.
Hell, Phonegingi might even be the key to unlocking his lost memories (although Norm has the potential to help as well, considering the line "Sgt. Allen, is that you?" from the Dialtown Discord files - but that's a discussion for another time). While I'm rambling, I'll go off about that.
There's a moment where Mingus remarks about how her grandfather wouldn't even LOOK at her because he was too busy staring out the window -- directly at Phonegingi. Phonegingi was the one capturing his attention, not her, even after she'd changed her head FOR him. The two of them also look INCREDIBLY similar, with phone-heads that are hand-made (in Phonegingi's profile, it states that the flesh for their head is "acquired," and that it's a "sheath," etc.). Phonegingi is also able to hear Callum's voice crystal-clear in their head, and read letters that he wrote, despite (presumably) not being around in that era / around Callum personally (they never seem to know who Callum is and frequently forget who he is). They also can't read, so being able to infer what his letter reads is pretty damn remarkable. Gingi & Callum also share a penchant for memory loss, although this might be a coincidence.
What their connection IS is still beyond me, but I had a few theories throughout the game, some of which kind of felt silly by the end.
Phonegingi IS Callum Crown - this was a first-minute "wait a sec, WHAT IF" thought that popped into my head the second that Callum's voice popped into Gingi's head, but...y'know. Still, Phonegingi is considered a unique anomaly on the timeline, so their existence in itself is a mystery -- God himself doesn't know where they came from. Maybe they are somehow an alternate version of Callum who's been through even more shit than this timeline's Crown. But, yeah.......it seems kinda silly in hindsight.
Phonegingi is some sort of experiment and / or prototype - Phonegingi doesn't seem to know how they acquired their own head, nor what their number is, nor if they can even take calls. They don't know about the mechanisms of their own head, despite them being the only one who could've possibly built it for themselves. Maybe they were some sort of experiment by Callum -- a way for him to test his first phone-head, hence the similarities between them. Gingi has been treated like a zoo animal and held in captivity before, so this doesn't SEEM super far-fetched to me, but...I am not sure how in-character this would be for Callum. Seems more like Theoroar's vibe tbh.
Phonegingi is a "back-up" of sorts for Callum - again, not sure how this one would necessarily work, but? The thought behind this is essentially that some of the parts in Gingi's head have Callum's memories & plans stored on them, so they're like a back-up computer. Gingi is not aware of this, obviously, nor is like. ANYBODY else. But Callum could still be alive in there, hence the memories waking up every so often, the similarities, etc....hell, maybe the reason their memory is so shitty is because 90% of it is taken up by Callum's bullshit without them even being aware of it. This is similar to the experiment theory in that this probably would've went down with them BEING an experiment, but only after Callum was in office, and Callum probably would've been the only one aware of their existence. Kind of a dumb move on his part, if true.
Phonegingi was just ALIVE back then, but their memory is shit, so they don't really grasp that - honestly more plausible than any of my previous ideas. It wouldn't necessarily explain the letter reading, since they're illiterate, but...yeah.
#plushmenace#🚀 || ᵖᵃᵖᵉʳ⁻ᵇᵃᵍᵍᵉᵈ ᵍᵘᶰˢˡᶤᶰᵍᵉʳˑ (norm.) || 🚀#☎️ || ᵖʰᵒᶰᵉ ᵉᶰᵗʰᵘˢᶤᵃˢᵗ ᵃᶰᵈ ˡᵒᶰᵉ ᵛᶤˢᶤᵒᶰᵃʳʸˑ (crown.) || ☎️#🎬 || ᶰᶤᶜᵉˑˑˑᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗˢˑ (headcanons.) || 🎬#🎬 || ˢᵒᵐᵉᵒᶰᵉ ᵃᶰˢʷᵉʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍᵒᵈᵈᵃᵐᶰᵉᵈ ᵖʰᵒᶰᵉᵎ (answered.) || 🎬#{ god actually why is that the PERFECT headcanon tag }#{ ANYWAY!!!! thank you i always enjoy the opportunity to go off on a million goddamn tangents }
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also do u have any gingi facts?
Sure, here's the basics:
Gingi used to live at the Dialtown zoo, gorilla enclosure. Gingi escaped, but hasn't been back since, due to 'unfinished business.' Gingi was captured by Theoroar alongside an escaped Gorilla in the forest surrounding DT, explaining how they ended up here in the first place. We found out the mark on Gingi's shoulder is likely a gorilla bite.
Gingi has distinct biological traits from many kinds of animal classifications. Has brain shut-off at random + can regrow limbs like a reptile. Has blue blood like a crab. Seems pretty much impossible to drown (amphibian?) Has teats + produces milk (mammal), I could go on.
There is something under Gingi's phone/typewriter head as Gingi's 'tongue' and eye is sometimes seen.
Gingi lives in a tent at the park. Mayor Mingus has a history with Gingi over this, with them physically meeting for the first time in Bigfoot's route in-game.
Gingi's phone-head eerily resembles her father's head, despite Gingi and Callum sharing no direct relation to the player's knowledge (was Gingi's head crafted in mock imitation of his?)
Gingi has many childhood memories indicating that he was partly raised by clowns. Gingi blocks these memories out for reasons unknown to the player and discounts them as being fabrications, as Clowns are considered extinct in Dialtown.
Gingi has few earthly possessions, but does have a sock, a butternut squash, his tent, and a few other miscellaneous possessions.
Gingi is addicted to drinking cough syrup from the bottle and is rarely sober.
Hope this helps!
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Uhh, I can't think of anything Movie!Sonic-related, so tell us more about Gingersnap instead! They're baby!!!
OOH OKAY!! YIPPEE!! 😭🥺 flattered u were curious about them, here we go!!
- she freaking LOVES LASAGNA (she is a cartoon cat after all lol)
- their most common nicknames include gingy/gingysnap hehe (also prefers to be called snap > ginger for short)
- she’s a neurodivergent mess just like me fr haha (main special interest is video games)
- for someone who lacks speed-based powers, he’s pretty fast! can go long distances quickly and has an adequate amount of stamina
- despite that they tend to get hurt easily due to being reckless and clumsy (also somewhat hyposensitive to pain)
- either fairly nonverbal + relying heavily on their body language/noises OR never shuts the fuck up. NO INBETWEEN
- their bag contains rings, snacks in baggies, basic first-aid supplies, etc.
- he relaxes by playing video games and painting his claws
- wants a chao of their own SO BAD but knows damn well they can barely even keep themself out of danger and taken care of
- supports the restoration from the sidelines!! at some point in time they longed to be a bigger part of it, but realized it they are NOT fit for the job and would freak out under the pressure
- mildly claustrophobic,, it’s not as severe as Tangle’s case but it is a lot more deeply rooted in some isolation trauma lmao 😂 my favourite trope!
- takes up roller blading, is always dumb enough to do it on grass (don’t take him to Angel Island he’s gonna fuck up Knuckles’ vegetation So Bad)
- has very fluffy fur!! they don’t mind others touching it, if anything they adore it being pet (ruffling their own hair is one of their stims!)
- other stims of theirs include kneading, purring (and other cat noises), biting ANYTHING and EVERYTHING (where their spare rings come in handy lol), fiddling with their bag and bandana, pressing clicky things (pens, controller buttons), etc.
- can’t sit still or properly for shit and I mean. honestly can Any sonic character do that LMFAO
- absolutely loves giving out platonic kisses and affection 24 FREAKIN 7 BABY!!!
- aroace but gets squishes on girls frequently and like. One particular Guy 😳 AHEM
- debating if she either lives in spiral hill or seaside city??
- *nervous finger guns and a strained toothy grin*
- her tail gets caught in things all the Time because IT WONT STOP WAGGIN
- and yes, they are indeed baby >:3c
#I THINK THATS MOST OF THEM. WHEW#I hope you enjoy these lmao 😭💖!!#vics silly brain zone#vics silly art zone 2022#ibispaint#sonic#sonic the hedgehog#sth#sonic oc#sth oc#sonic idw#idw sonic#oc#gingersnap the ocelot
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Maroon Sneak Peek
Midnights x Gingy (Robby x Roo)
His tone is chipped as you both assess one another, your eyes trace up and down his body once more, before you push passed him and head into the apartment. Glance back over your shoulder, to see a single eyebrow rise in question of your boldness.
“Nice place you got here Robby. Marcu–”
“It’s Robert or Rob, not Robby.”
You spin around to fully face the man and your hands settle on your hips are you glare at the way he cut you off. Sure, you get it if he didn’t want to be called Robby, but he didn’t need to be an ass about it.
He takes another drag as he watches you, and you finally take in the thick smell of weed filling the apartment. If you were going to be stuck with his hard ass for the next couple of hours, you would need something to relax you. Take off the edge.
Before you can question your decision, you’re moving across the room and plucking the blunt from between his fingers, inhaling and letting your eyes fall shut as your head rests back. His deep chuckle rings through the apartment and you would smile, but you’re already inhaling the second toke.
...Why do I want them to be more than a one-shot....
#lew lew#robert bob floyd#robert floyd x y/n#robert floyd x reader#robert floyd#robert floyd x you#bob floyd#bob fucks#top gun: maverick#top gun maverick#top gun#bob top gun#rhett abbott vibes
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Kyo Sohma x Reader (Fluff)
Warning: uh... None?
A/n: I think was absolutely cute. Low-key kinda proud of this one!
"T-Tohru?" You asked the brunette girl standing about five feet away from you. She was accompanied by two very attractive young men, one with silver hair and one with orange hair. She turned to where you were and her eyes widened.
"(Y/n)? Is… is that really you?!" You nodded and you two ran towards each other, your (h/l) (h/c) hair flowing behind you. You two collided in a hug and you stayed like that, silently crying into each other's shoulders.
"Miss Honda? Who is this?" The silver haired male asked behind you and Tohru.
"Oh! Yuki! This is my sister!" She smiled brightly.
"You have a sister?!" The orange haired male practically yelled and it made you frown slightly.
"Calm down you dumb cat. No need to yell, we are right here." Yuki spoke coolly.
"Shut up stupid rat!" The ginger yelled again.
"Oh! It's okay Kyo! No one really knows!" Tohru smiled nervously.
"Why's that? She got something wrong with her?" Kyo asked a bit rudely and you frowned even further.
"Do you ever know when to shut up?" Yuki responded, irritation laced in his words.
"What? If no one really knows about her there has to be something wrong with her! No one would just want to keep their child a secret!" Tears started to prick the corners of your eyes. He didn't even know you! How could he just say that?!
"You don't even know me, you pathetic excuse for a human being." Anger and sadness are very evident in your voice. "You have no right to say anything about me, even if it's just an assumption. No one knew about me because I was given up for an open adoption. Our mother didn't make enough money to keep both of us and decided an open adoption was best for everyone. We still got to see each other and spend time together. That's why no one really knows about me, you asshat!" You shouted at the ginger male.
"HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THAT?! YOU DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING!"
"YOU NEVER ASKED NOR GAVE ME A CHANCE TO EVEN SAY IT!" You shouted right back.
"I'm sorry for his ignorance miss….."
"(L/n), (y/n) (l/n). It's a pleasure to meet you Yuki." You said and then bowed. "And it's quite alright. It's not like you're the reason he has no filter." You spoke towards Kyo that time and the anger in his eyes was showing. "Next time you want to say something about someone, make sure you have the facts first." After that you ignored Kyo every chance you got. But now being at the same school as your sister, you tended to spend a lot of time at the Sohma household. Even Shigure had taken a liking to you, I mean… what young school girl HASNT he taken a liking too. But you were different, you tending to flirt back with Shigure, who in return, would usually just go back to his room because he had no idea what the fuck to do with that. He never had someone down right flirt back before and he was a bit awkward about it.
"I've never seen Shigure retreat to his room so quickly before." Yuki spoke surprised.
"Has anyone ever flirted back with him?" You asked as you ate the rice balls your sister made.
"No."
"Well then that's why, the poor old man probably hasn't got a good lay in years and now doesn't know how to respond to someone flirting back." You said nonchalantly which caused the others to spit out their food. "What?"
"That's fucking gross, (y/n)!" Kyo yelled.
"Don't listen then gingy." He rolled his eyes and that's when you two got into another argument. By the time you both cooled down you realized that everyone had left the house. They just…. Left. You groaned as kyo walked towards you.
"What wrong now?"
"Nothing.. just everyone left when they said they would go to the park with me." You pouted. Kyo couldn't help but let a small smile slip into his face.
"The park?"
"Yes! I wanted to swing on the swing set and go down the slide. Maybe play tag or hide and seek."
"Doesn't that sound a bit… childish?"
"So?! It's fun!" You argued, making Kyo pinch the bridge of his nose in annoyance.
"I'll go with you if it'll make you stop pouting." You instantly smiled. You didn't care if it was Kyo, the boy you may have hated but also had a stupid crush on, you had someone to go to the park with you.
"Yay! Let's go!" You grabbed your hands and ran towards the door to put your shoes. You dragged him out the door and all the way to the park, hand in hand. Kyo couldn't help the small blush that crept onto his face as he looked at your connected hands. Fingers laced together. It just felt… right to Kyo. He would never admit out loud that he liked you. Your personality, the way you were proud of who you were and the things you did, the way your eyes sparkled when you talk about your favorite food or the way you could hold your own against him. The way you would get angry when he beat you while sparring, knowing you weren't trained like him but still went against him anyway. He shook his head and cleared his mind when you two came to a stop.
"So, what do you want to do first?" He asked while putting his hands in his pockets.
"Let's see you can swing the highest!" You smiled and ran towards the swing set. Another small smile made it ways to his face as he watched you get excited about swings. You waited for him and smiled when he sat next to you. "Okay, the first one to reach the top bar wins!"
"What do I get if I win?" He asked.
"Anything you want! And if I win, anything I want!" You smirked, you were the best damn swinger in the world. You got this in the bag.
"Deal."
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"I JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND! HOW THE FUCK DID YOU WIN!?" You yelled once you reached the Sohma household after hours of swinging rematches.
"Long legs short stack." He chuckled as you pouted. You two entered the house and it was still empty. "They went out for dinner." Kyo said, coming next to you with a note written in Tohru's handwriting.
"Oh.. okay then. Want me to make something for dinner?" You asked as you made your way into the kitchen.
"Sure." Kyo shrugged and followed you. "So, I thought of what I wanted for winning." He said nervously.
"And?"
"Kiss me." He whispered, if he wasn't standing directly behind you, his mouth right next to your ear, you would've never heard him. You slowly turned to look him in the face.
"What?" You couldn't believe he said that. You had to have been dreaming! There was no way in Hell that Kyo Sohma would ask you to kiss him.
"Kiss me." He repeated himself. You didn't even have time to think as your face moved closer to his own. The two of you locked lips and butterflies immediately began to warm your tummy. It was perfect.
He pulled you closer, bodies flush against one another. Your arms around his neck and his around your waist. That's when his eyes shot open and he pushed back a bit. He saw the look of hurt in your eyes and felt awful. He looked at himself, awe stricken. He hadn't transformed. He was still human. He looked back at you who now had a look of confusion written on your face. He smiled and pulled you closer to him, crashing his lips against yours. It was filled with passion and love and need and hunger. Once you two pulled away, breathing heavily, you asked. "What was that push about?" He pecked your lips again.
"I'll explain some other time. Right now, I just want to hold you, okay? Please?" You didn't hesitate to bid your head yes. You spent the rest of the time cuddling on the couch. When the others came home, they found the two of you cuddled on the couch sleeping peacefully.
"He didn't turn?" A surprised Yuki asked.
"I guess he found his one true soulmate." Shigure shrugged and smiled. "Too bad too, I was ready to finally flirt back with her." Yuki then slapped him upside the head.
"I'm so glad they are happy together." Tohru smiled and placed a light green blanket over the two of you. "Goodnight sis, night Kyo. Sleep peacefully." Everyone went to their separate rooms and went to bed. The next day you awoke alone on the couch. You entered the kitchen.
"So, care to explain why you pushed me away last night, Kyo?" Everyone looked at the two of you and sighed. Kyo then began the story of the zodiac and your eyes widened. "WHAT?! NO WAY! TOHRU, HUG HIM I WANNA SEE KITTY KYO!" Suddenly Kyo ran and you chased him.
"Well, I think they are a perfect couple." Yuki smirked.
#kyo sohma#fruits basket#fluff fluff fluff#cute#low key proud if this#kitty kyo#sohma kyo x reader#reader insert
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