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cpunkhobie · 11 months

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- “…and I like being around you!”

slippnslide -> dykeraphael -> cpunkhobie

names: punk , slip , jonah // they/them

pronouns page // Ao3

art tag // roninpluralau (art tag) // gmnt au (alt tag) // og tmnt stuff // og spider-man stuff

-- reposts/pfp+header are ok with credit ^_^

-- how to make a custom desktop theme // how to interact with content creators

I run @spiderverseconceptart fun times

i'm pro-kink but sex-repulsed. nsfw/kink blogs please dnf

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highendphasers · 1 year

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hi anjie. hi wash

#pokes you #Spotify

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beauleifu · 1 year

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WELL I CAN DEFEND MYSELF DUH.

-thqt one anon

sure. SURE! I said that first sure with conviction i totally meant it i just said sure again just to make SURE

#pokes you #weakling #/j

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crabussy · 6 months

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reblog for a larger sample size and to reduce sample bias!!

#IF ITS NOT CLEAR THIS IS A JOKE POLL #I'm poking lighthearted fun at all the clearly biased polls that go around on this website #many of which were made by yours truly #e.g. the queer/not queer polls #like its tumblr. you are not looking at the general population #anyway its all in good fun ^_^#unreality

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saperoi · 18 days

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oh youve activated my trap card!

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#ask #ownpost #pokes you #Tumblr went thud!

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wilcze-kudly · 2 months

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THIS WAS VENGANCE

Bonus

Never forgive, never forget

#im rewatching atla if you couldn't tell #zukka poking each other #zukka #zuko #sokka #atla #avatar: the last airbender #the last airbender #avatar the last airbender

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dinoserious · 1 month

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a few shadow gira sketches

#pokemon #giratina #sketch #eyestrain #little warm ups i guess you could call these. im really not doing super hot on drawing a ton recently #pkmn has been beckoning me again so some giras were in order #poke mythos #<<for it is my pre exile gira

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cemeterything · 5 months

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teen girl angel with one white wing and one black wing, not because of any angsty fall from grace or demonic parentage, but because she's an emo who thinks split dye looks cool

#🐉#its really shitty box dye too. you can see white bits poking through and the dye is unevenly distributed.

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gotchibam · 2 months

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Skitty ko-fi doodle for @beskarmermaid!

I’m accepting pokemon ko-fi doodle requests here! ✨

#artists on tumblr #pokemon #skitty #gotchibam arts #ko-fi doodle #thank you sm for your request!! ;w; <3 #sorry I could only do the skitty for you since the slot you got only covers one poke D:#I hope you still like it tho! <3

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rainyinautumn · 28 days

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fairly certain I'm interacting with some of my mutuals for the first time via boops. get WHACKED. I love you.

#there's nothing quite like being able to poke that cool guy you see on your dash all the time #poke poke poke poke poke

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giritina · 1 year

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This 2chan board i found is making me fucking crazy. If you were curious if chan board users were universally pathetic

#these dudes both seem like they suck btw i didnt include the netouyo behavior but it was bad #im not a regular 2chan user i went and poked around on impulse #and yes if you were worried that the netouyo levels were normal this thread does start with the mad dude accusing someone of being korean #2chan is bad they just accuse everyone the dont like of being korean

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casiia · 5 months

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༉‧₊˚. — simon 'GHOST' riley; smile for the camera.

warnings .: x reader, smut, mdni 18+, very slight exhibition (i think?), v! penetration, choking, size kink, female reader, unedited.

.: masterlist.

simon has STACKS of polaroids of you for when he’s next deployed. you had bought the polaroid camera, all excited to pick up a new hobby; photography. he thought it was stupid, but doesn’t stop you and your aspiring career. you’re taking pictures of everything for the next few weeks. capturing every memory the two of you shared, and piles of pictures were scattered around each room in the house — random ones, blurred ones, blank ones that didn’t develop right.

when you suggest taking pictures for him one night, he doesn’t seem to catch the hint. why’d he have to waste his precious time and take pictures of you when you’re right here?

he still doesn’t understand. he huffs when you climb off of his lap and scurry into your shared bedroom, the soft mutters of the christmas movie you put on for background noise the only thing that catches his attention — and it annoys him. you come back, your shirt hiked up over your bra and the bulky coral-colored camera in hand.

you sit back onto his lap, shoving the polaroid into his hand and guiding his finger onto the button. he accidentally clicks it, a flash blinding you momentarily and you laugh.

“eager are we?”

he sucked on his teeth, his eyes rolling at your poor attempt to tease him. his free hand moves to your waist and dips his fingers below the hem of your shorts. you swat his hand away with a pout, mumbling something about patience but he’s too horny to hear – or care.

simon lowers the camera as you begin to pull your shirt over your head, you whine and tell him to hold it right. but he snaps back and complains that it’s blocking his view.

it’s your turn to roll your eyes, and you pout and tell him just to listen to you. he begrudgingly listens, muttering a retort under his breath that makes you smack his arm and shift off of his lap. but he’s quick to tug you back, saying he’s sorry and you’re just teasing him too much.

you shake your head, your finger hovering his, over the shutter button. you reach back with the other and undo your bra, letting it slip from your shoulder and into his lap. it’s then when you press down and simon takes a picture, your bare breast developing on the film as it slides out the exit slot. now he understands.

he watches with tight lips, waiting for the picture to develop and practically watching it turn into gold in front of his eyes. simon laughs in disbelief and looks at you, he wonders if this was your plan all along. play with it for a little before using it to make souvenirs for him, what a good girlfriend you were.

the hours blend and he has you bent and folded in every position he knows. it’s so embarrassing, and you find yourself covering your face or squeezing your thighs together, now trying to sheepishly hide from the lens.

but he tuts, reminding you that it was your idea. you can’t hide from him and if you try, he’ll keep you up all night — until he’s filled his album with enough pictures to relive any memory of you in bed.

he’s leaned back onto the sofa, one hand in your hair and one hand holding up the camera. he’s groaning loudly as you gag around his cock, your wide eyes fluttering up to meet his. he’s drooling at the sight, tears staining your blushed cheeks and dripping down your chin.

simon spreads his legs and angles the camera down to catch a glimpse of the way you have a hand wrapped around the base of his cock — too big for you to fit it all in your mouth. he snaps a picture, the flash making little dots cloud your vision.

you giggle, pulling your lips off of him to which he annoyingly grunts, trying to push back into your mouth.

“how many more of these are y’gonna take?”

you ask, pressing your cheek into the inside of his thigh. you’re not even looking at him anymore, so focused on his cock and the way your saliva makes his foreskin glisten.

he can’t resist, simon takes another picture and pulls the developing film from the dispenser, tossing it into the pile with the other pictures he’s taken. your face just looks so small aligned with his cock, the angle making him so much larger than he was.

“m’takin as many as i want. what am i gonna do when i miss you when i’m away and need to release some stress?”

simon tugs at your hair, nodding over to the cushions next to him. his hands immediately find your waist when you stand and he pushes you down into the couch. your hair sprawling over the pillows as you look up at him with wide eyes.

another giggle escapes you, your hand covers your mouth to suppress the laughter. it wasn’t that you were surprised about him being so needy, it’s the way he had a mountain of pictures lazily tossed into a pile. film wrappers crumpled lazily and strewn across the coffee table, the packages once holding refills for the film.

“what’s funny, bun?”

simon’s voice is hoarse, he’s spreading your legs and another picture is added to his collection. the way your cunt is glistening with the flash, your juices smeared on your inner thighs. he swears he’s going to cherish these forever, keep them around til’ they are all tattered and barely visible.

your breath is knocked from your lungs, and you can’t form words no matter how hard you try. he’s sliding his cock in between your folds, nudging your clit with his angry red tip. you whine, your hips bucking up to meet his, needing more friction to ease your arousal; and he takes another picture, how he wishes these images could capture sounds.

he’s pressing his fat, heavy cock against your stomach, a groan spilling from his lips when his tip is leaking just below your belly button. simon smears his precum against your skin, translucent globs dribbling from his slit.

“look at that, gonna be in your fuckin’ stomach.”

simon grins at the sight, but before he gives you the pleasure of filling you up, he’s leaning over you and pressing his lips to your neck. your fingernails dig into his shoulders, crescents forming under your touch, and a slew of apologies is mumbled under your shaky breath.

he hums into the crook of your neck, nipping harshly at your skin before dragging his rough tongue over the spot — soothing the bite. simon trails down to your breast, leaving a path of love bites and covering you in his mark.

while he has you distracted, he shifts his hips and pushes himself into you slowly sinking in inch by inch before he’s balls deep. he leans back and he groans at the sight, you are completely exposed for him with his bitemarks sloppily etched into your skin, a bulge forming in your belly. he slides his calloused hand up in between the valley of your breast and he wraps his hand around your neck, he squeezes lightly, and when you moan quietly as if flustered like it’s the first time he has you filled with his cock — he snaps another picture. afraid that this moment will vanish.

that was the last of the film that he has. but god, it’s worth it. he promises he’ll buy you more in the morning, but he’s dropped the camera and holding you close. his throbbing cock plunging in and out of your squelching cunt, your juices painting his abdomen, shining his muscles under the dim light.

when he has to leave, he gathers EVERY SINGLE ONE and hides it in between the pages of an old magazine. no one would be caught dead snooping through his things, but it was a precaution he took because he didn’t want you exposed for all of his teammates to see. you were his, and he was never one of share.

AN: guys...i don't even have words tbh. just simon and like he WOULD take so many pics i'm just sooo :((( urgh. i hate him. if i missed any warnings lmk!

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ghouljams · 11 days

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I don't know how to word this but Dad!Ghost who's gotten softer around the middle(proudly gained that extra weight thanks to your cooking) and can't help chuckling to himself when his little girl proudly pats her tummy after dinner and tells you "that was a good meal mama" in the same tone Ghost uses. Already taking after her old man...(he's never been happier)

#cod x reader #x reader #simon ghost riley #cod x oc #x oc #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost mw2 #ghost x reader #simon riley #simon riley x reader #dad!ghost #oc: goose #i genuinely dont know what im trging to say but do you understand me??#body neutral parenting Ghost is just happy his baby is well fed #and also i think its cute #its cute that his kiddo pokes Ghost's tummy and goes “i like that youre soft daddy”#makes him melt

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feathers-silly-rambles · 3 months

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OH!!! OH!!!

DO YOU SEE THIS??

DO YOU SEE IT??

SHE'S TOUCHING HIS SHOULDER!!

Oh mah gawd. He doesn't let anyone touch him unless they're his friends.

If they aren't his friends, he'll either lean away or wipe off his hand. He hates being touched if he's not the one initiating it, to the point of wiping his sleeve off when Lucifer's hat just BARELY grazed against it.

He didn't wipe his shoulder off when Charlie stopped touching him either.

AND!!!

And!!!

Before You Say 'He did lean away', or 'She wasnt actually touching him, her hand was just near him', Take A Look At This!!

Look closely at how he moves when she splits them up. He doesn't lean away, she SHOVED him. She actively MOVED him. That wasn't an 'oh she's making contact with me, guess I should lean away', it was a 'well she's shoving me now, I'll shut up for a minute'.

Which also proves she WAS touching him. She couldn't have shoved him if she wasn't making contact.

He didn't lean away from it, he didn't retaliate. The ONLY people he lets touch him are people he cares for. And not only did she put her hand on his shoulder, she actively pushed him back, and he showed no sign of discomfort towards it. So why am I screaming about this?

Because he DOES care! It proves he cares for her. Don't get me wrong, I still think saying he's her 'dad' is a bit of a strech, but he does care enough to let her touch him. He doesn't dislike or even have a neutral opinion on her. She's his friend, even if just a little bit.

Just an edit to clarify; I know 'friends' is probably also not the best word to use, but it's just the easiest way for me to describe it.