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mtsodie · 6 months
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ponies and ponies . and also ponies . and ponies again
( pt 2 )
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prettiepalette · 3 months
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2004 my little pony g3 goody gumdrop ≧⁠▽⁠≦
super long hair (target exclusive) with bonus baby pony
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babstheyaga · 9 months
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I just read the last chapter and *chef kiss* great as always!. Optimus mom is very sweet and how the hell prime can count so fast?!
Is there’s something this man can’t do?
HE'S A SMART BOY!!! he's supa dupa smart, what can i say
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he's supposed to be super smart, he's the leader
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kaleschmidt · 4 months
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3 am thoughts i am thinking abt kale .
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Free lush face mask from the person that works there and gave it to me when I was at work is a reason to live actually
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vaxxy-the-raven · 1 year
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Bisexual, Demiromantic, Sex Repulsed, FTM Trans Nonbinary, Polyamorous & Autistic Vax'ildan
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That's it, that's the post.
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rottingmetal · 1 year
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what words do you unironically use that you've picked up from media?
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honey-gaze · 1 year
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I'm bundled up in cozy pjs with a coffee and no plans except to make batches of macarons for my family all night, and i don't /love/ the holidays but I do love to bake when it's snowing out !🌨
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akuutaguava · 2 years
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Oh damn imagine if i was on here in 2020……
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I’m not the best at Goody Gumdrops lol
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realhankmccoy · 6 months
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Since my conservative daughter is stuck in the conservative past and is seeking more security, I've found a song that's appropriate for the America she's hoping to live in...
one where every day, Her bucket is filled with the generosity of others
deposited like candy in Her basket
many a Boomer was raised on this song, which was released in 1968, and they've expected life to be like this ever since
just as Christina expects it to be this way
but mommie isn't a candy dispenser all the time, sugar baby
it's a lot to constantly give sugar to someone who just needs candy in her bucket every day as some security to lick, slurp and suck on
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Rejoice, the blue thing is back!
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starry-hughes · 5 months
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gingerbread house (mat barzal)
day 3 of star’s ficmas event!
mat barzal x teacher!gf
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“What is this all for?” Mat questioned, shoving a piece of gingerbread into his mouth. “Mathew!” you scolded your boyfriend. “What?” he asked as crumbs fell from his mouth. “I’m building a gingerbread house for my classroom, stop eating my roof!” 
He grinned, grabbing the frosting bag and squeezing some onto his finger. “Are the kids decorating their own gingerbread houses?” he questioned. “I didn’t have it in my budget to buy some for the whole class, and I wanted to get some other things for my students who don’t want to decorate gingerbread houses or don’t celebrate Christmas.” 
Mat frowned, “You know I would happily get all the stuff for you guys.” Mat truly cared for your students, he knew all their names and had done a lot for the kids in your class. You shrugged, continuing to place gumdrops onto your gingerbread house. “You really don’t have to Mat, they have plenty to do for the holiday party.” 
Mat pulled up a chair next to you and attempted to help you with decorating the gingerbread house. Soon after, you ended up sitting in his lap, Mat’s hands on your waist as you giggled whenever he would give you a squeeze, just to distract you a little. 
It was a pretty gingerbread house at the end, despite Mat eating a gumdrop off the pathway portion. “I gotta go shower and grade some spelling tests,” you kissed Mat softly. He nodded, “‘m gonna run down to the gym, pick up some dinner for us too.” 
Mat didn’t go to the gym though, he raided the shelves of the nearby store, buying any gingerbread houses he could find, extra sprinkles, frosting, food dye, anything to make sure he could include all your students. Mat didn’t bat at eye at the price of his slightly over-the-board shopping trip. 
By the time he got home, he hid the shopping bags in his extra hockey bag, somewhere you’d never look. You were grading tests at the dinner table. “How was the gym?” you smiled as he placed down some take out food on the table. “It was productive.” 
The next morning, you were dressed festively, it was your class holiday party and you were extra excited. “Mat honey, I’m going to school early, have a good practice,” you kissed his cheek as you got up to leave. “Love you,” he mumbled into his pillow. “Love you too.” 
You carefully got your gingerbread house to school and began setting up the winter wonderland in your classroom. Mat timed it just right, he knew every morning you would leave fifteen minutes before the first bell to stop by the library to greet the librarian and then pick up your students from morning care. 
He walked into the office, flashing a smile at the secretary. “Oh, Mat, (Y/N) didn’t let us know you were coming, let me call her,” the school secretary said. “Oh no! It’s a surprise, just some extra goodies for her class party.” 
He got into your classroom swiftly and began unloading all the things he bought on your reading center table. He worked quickly and couldn’t stop smiling as he felt like Santa in the moment. Mat heard you outside your classroom, instructing the students to hang their coats up and gentle reminders about behavior for the holiday party and festivities. 
“Mat!” you jumped, a little surprised. “Hi Mr. Mat,” your students greeted as they entered and went to their desks. Your eyes landed on the table and all the new items there, the gingerbread house kits, enough for everyone. “Mat,” you cooed, you felt yourself falling in love all over again with Mat. 
“Just thought you needed some extra things.” 
The students had a blast, Mat stayed the whole day, decorating gingerbread houses with your students and talking about your own gingerbread house the two of you decorated last night. You let one of your students turn on the light for another menorah candle. At the end of the short halfday for your students, you sent them all home with goodie bags and well wishes for the winter break. 
Mat helped you clean up, and by clean up, he was eating the leftover sweets and snacks. “Mathew,” you said gently as he tied up another trash bag. “Yeah?” 
“Thank you, you really made the holidays special for them.”
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lesinquietes · 7 months
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Here’s a thought — Fatgum isn’t used to any part of himself fitting anywhere because he’s so darn big. When he finally pushes into you for the first time, he’s empathetic but not surprised how you struggle to accommodate him. Too tight. Over time, though, you stretch out comfortably and learn how to take him. Of course, every time you screw him after this revelation sinks in, he’s put into a state of utter (and grateful) shock that you can handle his mass 🥺
Tw; 18+, smut // Fatgum x fem!reader
“Oh, god, baby.”
His voice is always smooth and velvety in the morning — not at all like his usual tone. Early hours are magical like that; they rouse the most serene parts of people to exist in momentary peace. Taishiro barely has time to be himself otherwise.
Your boyfriend has been a hero for years. He’s one of the best, and certainly one of the kindest protectors everyone knows. You couldn’t be more proud to be dating such a powerful, caring man. After all, it’s not every day someone uses their inherited quirk for good. Recently, the presence of villains has only gotten worse. There’s a dire need for promising heroes right now.
Fortunately, you woke up with this precise thought in mind. The weight of society rests on his shoulders. What can you do the alleviate part of that burden?
You dip his cock into your mouth and suckle on its fat tip. Its bulbous and silky against your tongue. His slit is decorated with precum, like morning dew in the grass, giving you a refreshing treat when you start your task.
You lick him from his head to his base, taking your time to give his balls little licks and sucks of appreciation for the love they’re about to give you. At last, you accept him into your mouth. You try not to choke as you take him. He likes it when your throat constricts around his girth, but not at the cost of you getting hurt. You’re gradual with your bobbing — sensual. He notices your care with half-lidded, sleepy eyes.
“Oh shit… g’mornin’ t’ you too, gumdrop.”
You snicker cutely around his package, sending vibrations down to his toes. He emits a ferocious moan when you cup his sack in tandem, giving his goodies a deserved massage. You can feel him pulsing beneath your tongue. That’s your cue to pull out.
Gingerly, you make your way back up to his tip. You slobber along his length, not daring to break the trail of saliva between your lips and his head until he gets his fill. He marvels at how utterly sexy you look.
“C’mere beautiful,” he purrs. “Get on backwards so I can see.”
You do as you’re told. You back your pussy back so it’s hovering over his cock. You bow down to have his tip meet your warmth. He places a large hand on your ass cheek and uses his thumb to inspect your petals. He sinks the digit into your cavern and relishes in how your body trembles with need.
“Mmm good girl. So wet from suckin’ me off how I like.”
He slips his cock inside next. There’s no rush. He doesn’t need to be out the door for another hour; what’s the harm in taking his time with you?
You regard him with sultry irises over your shoulder when you’re packed to the hilt with his thickness. The way your back is curved, accented by your bubbly ass cheeks, sends his mind into overdrive. Your lower lips are stretched around his mass so deliciously that he’s already prepared to bust a nut.
“I wanted to give you a good send off,” you whisper. “But how ‘bout I stay like this for a bit and keep your cock warm?”
He can’t argue with that. As much as his fingers twitch on your hips — his nails digging into your flesh merely to reel his impulses back in — he finds it calming to have you service him like this. The only thing that would make this morning perfect is breakfast in bed.
That’s for later, though; when it’s your turn to receive his send off.
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kazumimishimadaily · 10 months
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day 22: OH GOODY GUMDROPS!
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hcnnibal · 15 days
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i used to work frozen at the local pak n save and now im picturing having to tell the 2 oversized blond men that tiptop discontinued goody goody gumdrops. chilling thought.
(apparently since i left theyve recontinued it but in the overpriced "tiprop crave" varient. regular 1l tiptop is $5ish, crave goes for $10ish)
they just stand and look at u like this
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and then leave without buying anything
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