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hyunpic · 2 months

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DAILY HYUNJIN GIFS UNTIL HIS BDAY: love you and all your little things - dumpling shaped squishmallow

#hyunjin #skz #stray kids #gifs #bystay #staydaily #sitting there like a person stretching their slime and doing a slime review..#wish that was me doing it to him

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piss-stained-jorts · 10 months

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saw some clown on here whining about other people not liking kissing and reducing it to the gross parts and that it’s indicative of a society that fears flesh (which yes it does but that’s not how to go about making the point) and blah blah fucking blah

anyway instead of being a salty bitch and getting into an internet argument with some stranger I’m gonna be a Big Adult and use my rage and spite to remind all of you that

hating kissing is okay, you’re not weird or broken or a prude,

whether you’re asexual or allosexual it’s fine if you despise swapping spit with another human being, it doesn’t mean you love them any less, and you’re FINE. love is expressed in different ways. humans celebrate each other differently, love comes in different forms, it’s fine if you only want to kiss people you’re close to or not at all or literally anything in-between, and shaming people for hating an act of intimacy is fucked up. show love how you want. enjoy the company of others how you want. you don’t have to see kissing as anything more than the gross parts, and “reducing” it to that or whatever is just as okay as romanticizing it as something more. it’s just some ritual humans made up, and we’re allowed to feel literally any fucking way in the world about it.

live your life. be free.

#kissing #aro #aromantism #asexuality #love #romance #some rando: hating kissing is weird #my kissing repulsed ass: and i took that personally #i don't WANT to feel the meat and slime and teeth of another person i WANT to intertwine my fingers with theirs and lay on their chest #i don't ENJOY the clink of teeth against teeth and the feeling of someone else's spit in my mouth and a slimey squirmy tongue #and if you feel that way you're not weird or invalid god dammit #piss stained rants

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crt8ball · 10 months

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also now that everything is over can we please talk about what charlie said about not turning into gegg as often cause its getting more and more difficult to change back??????

LIKE ITS NO LONGER teehee!! he makes loud echoey scream sounds for funsies and turns into a silly small egg!

It physically pains q!Slime to become Gegg.

i feel like this presidency if gegg actually gets voted is going to be the end of q!slime like...

im not gonna put it past charlie slimecicle to make a pyscological horror plot about him slowly each time being more hurt by doing this metamorphasis until he is fully unable to get out of this slimey egg form

i mean especially with q!slime "blacking out" and "not remebering what happened" for the whole debate despite him BEING THERE in the form of gegg...

im so worried for his character... i cannot handle another wretchedly tragic and unsaveable charlie slimecicle character RIGHT after genloss, my mental state will not recover

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symbiotic-slime · 17 days

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it’s so funny going into monsterfucker spaces and seeing people argue about whether Venom is a tame monster crush or not and I think I figured out why ppl argue about it. I think there’s two separate levels to liking Venom and people just don’t specify which one they’re talking about

the first is what most people think of: you want Venom when they’re in a separate host and in their more humanoid form. they look like just a really tall guy, and you’ve got some monster traits involved but not quite as many as level two. this is the tame level.

the second level is when you want to be their host. you’re pulling an eddie brock— you’re fucking the slime that lives inside of you and cannot take on a humanoid form outside of yourself. it’s just a mass of black goop that lives in your organs and speaks to you in your head. this is why some people would consider Venom a more extreme monster crush

#or it could just be that the people who call them extreme are cowards #but yeah #I’ve been thinking about this a lot with the ‘craziest hear me out’ trend on tiktok #because every time it happens people debate whether venom truly counts as a ‘hear me out’ character #which I think to any sane person would be deranged because either way ur still fucking the slime monster #but I love spending stupid amounts of time thinking about the silliest internet beef I can find #and as someone who falls in the second level!! I get annoyed when ppl call venom an entry level monster crush lmao #sam’s ramblings #venom #sam talks about venom #monsterfucker #monster lover #please tell me this makes sense to other people

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demonboyhalo · 2 years

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Charlie Slimecicle is a gift from god holy SHIT his monologue??? y'all i am so, so, so hopeful for c!Quackity now that he's gotten it kicked into his head that his empathy is his most persistent, most inevitable, and most crucial quality. Quackity watching Slime evolve on the harshest lessons of life, taught by both Purpled and him...then having that product of their cynical natures kill them both? having Slime say outright to his face that 'the same human ruined our lives' before making him fall from his creations? Quackity watched as the rules he built to protect himself ended up getting him killed, and then learned his lesson! he says he's making his last chance count bc it's the last legacy he'll get to leave behind. he knows he can't bottle his emotions bc he'll get attached regardless, so now he might actually communicate about issues and meaningfully resolve the tensions he has between Dream, Purpled, and - oh yeah - Karl and Sapnap.

#whether or not quackitt does much more lore i belive that C!Quackity FINALLY has the starting tools to unpack his trauma #AND THAT MAKES ME HAPPY OK??? PERSONAL DEVELOPMENT OF A FICTIONAL CHARCTER IS STILL PERSONAL DEVOLPMENT #i am parasocially cheering on c!quackity as he rides into the sunset with one (1) clue on how to stop self sabotaging his life #ALSO 'fall from his creations' refers to him dropping from a tower in las nevadas which quackity built #while also falling psychically AWAY from slime WHO QUACKITY RAISED THEYRE BOTH HIS CREATIONS 😭😔✊💕#mcyt #quackity #charlie slimecicle #purpled #dream smp #dsmp #las nevadas #slimecicle #dreamwastaken #karl jacobs #sapnap #karlnapity #ok phew that's everything i think

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thevalleyisjolly · 7 days

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This time on Game Changer, the long-awaited sequel to the College Humor classic "Grant is a Huge Klutz Idiot."

#zac oyama was the only possible person to play the role of grant o'brien here in lieu of the man himself #they did forget about the porcelain and slime though #game changer #dropout

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king-krisu · 9 months

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I would like to inform everyone that he still had his green gel nails underneath and just painted them black himself like an emo 🥹🤚🏻 hes so fucking stupid I love him

#käärijä #eurovision #jere pöyhönen #cha cha cha #jere being a silly slime is so personal to me

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ash-rigby · 7 months

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Your slime partner can easily shift aspects of their form at will. You're on your knees eating out their pussy when their clit grows and lengthens. A heavy, throbbing cock rests on your face for a while before they pull back and guide it to your waiting mouth.

#text #spicy #terato #exophilia #monster love #monster lover #slime person #imagine #monster imagine #nonbinary monster imagine #is this me projecting?#it might be me projecting

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ghoul-slime · 3 months

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Confectionery

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 2,087

Pairing: Aether/Dew/Swiss

Tags: threesome, ghouls in heat, armpit fetish, sweaty ghouls, fingering, implied dp, squirting, little bit of foot licking, poly ghouls

Summary:

When Dew goes into heat, it draws every ghoul in the abbey out. The sweet, heady scent of the small fire ghoul’s arousal calls to them, drives them tense and hungry, sniffing around the band ghoul quarters in hopes of getting their claws into his desperate, willing flesh.

When Dew goes into heat, he’s greedy. He wants whoever he can get, however he can get them, as many times as they’ll give it to him. But as much as all the other ghouls want a taste of him, and as happy as Dew is to give it to them, they almost never get there in time.

When Dew goes into heat, Aether and Swiss are always the first to claim him.

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When Dew goes into heat, Aether and Swiss are always the first to claim him.

Already high off the smell of him, the two ghouls stalk down the hall towards Dew’s room. In a moment’s time they’re mindlessly hungry, moving forward on instinct and with one purpose. Salivating and ravenous for it. Claws flexing and sharp, white fangs glistening with drool, they converge at Dew’s door to claim their prize.

Inside they find Dew laid out on the bed completely bare and waiting for whoever finds him first. He plays with himself while he waits, patience growing thinner by the minute, a sheen of sweat glistening across every inch of his heated skin.

Dew’s scent hits them like a wall, thick and cloying, smelling of sweet cinnamon sugar with a hint of smoky ash. All under ridden by the unmistakable smell of sweat and slick. Of sex.

Dew’s eyes are clouded and unfocused as he ruts his hips up into the air, spreads his thighs in invitation to the two hungry ghouls hastily tearing at their own clothing and stalking up to his bedside.They descend at the same time, sinking to the bed and flanking Dew, who arches his back off the sheets with a whine, writhing with need at the feel of the two bigger ghouls pressing themselves against him.

Swiss and Aether are all over him in an instant. Big, strong hands feeling their way across the warm expanse of Dew’s flushed skin. Soft flesh, pink and plush, warm with want. So sensitive and inviting.

Aether skims his hands up Dew’s torso, across his flat little chest, smoothing wide palms and calloused fingertips across his nipples, sensitive and rosy, stiff little peaks threaded through with shiny silver rings. He brings one hand up to Dew’s neck, curling his fingers around his throat, not pressing or squeezing but feeling. Feeling his steady, beating pulse thudding with anticipation. Feeling the movement of his Adam's apple as he swallows thickly. Aether presses his nose into Dew’s temple and inhales, groaning at the changing scent of him, Dew’s arousal kicking up into high gear, growing sweeter and more intoxicating by the second.

Swiss trails his hands down Dew’s belly, spreading thick fingers to grasp at bony little hips, pinning his writhing frame to the sheets, pressing bruises into fair skin, sharp nails leaving angry, red indents into supple flesh. Across from Aether, he inhales too, growling deep in his chest at the smell of Dew’s heat. He presses his face into Dew’s temple, nosing along his hairline as he breathes him in deep enough to taste the arousal on his tongue.

Dew tips his head back, giving the two larger ghouls more access to the expanse of his throat. Swiss licks a long, wet stripe up the side of Dew’s neck, pausing to suck a bruise into the skin, drawing a needy whine from his lips. Aether noses his way down the side of Dew’s face, breathing heavily until he’s sucking the lobe of Dew’s ear into his mouth, licking wet and messy around the shell of his ear, chasing the scent and taste of him.

Pressed between the two larger ghouls, Dew can feel his body heating up. The more Aether and Swiss grind against him, suck and lick at his flesh, paw at his body with greedy hands, the more Dew’s body responds to the attention. Scent kicking up high as he sweats, as beads of pre bubble up from the wet slit of his hard little cock, as slick starts to dribble from between his cheeks. The smell of him, desperate for cock, body begging to be fucked and filled, to be claimed, drives Swiss and Aether out of their minds.

Dew smells so fucking good it’s all they can do to chase down the source of that intoxicating scent. They roam his body with their mouths, panting and snuffing across Dew’s skin. Swiss presses his face to the crown of Dew’s head, burying his nose into fine, silky blond hair. Aether moves south, planting a trail of wet kisses and licks across his body as he crawls down between Dew’s legs, burying his nose into the thatch of soft blond hair above the base of his cock.

Swiss follows not long after, licking and nipping at Dew’s chest, then his thigh, and down his calf until he stops where Aether has his legs held up and spread apart. He licks a wet stripe up the flat of Dew’s raised foot, reveling in the sound the little ghoul makes. At how he throws his head back and cries out at the sensation, toes curling and calf muscles flexing at the tickle of Swiss’ tongue pressed against the sole of his foot.

But Swiss and Aether are greedy too, and they want more. They push and pull Dew between them, pinning his arms above his head in a mirror image of each other. Aether dips his head, pressing his nose into Dew’s exposed armpit and inhales, eyes rolling back and groaning at how good, how sweet, how concentrated Dew’s arousal is from this angle.

Swiss follows suit, nosing into Dew’s other armpit, pressing his nose into heated skin lightly damp with sweat. It smells so good. Like Dew amped up to a thousand. It’s syrupy-sweet and rich, but there’s more to it. Swiss inhales, breathes it in through his nose and out through his mouth, tasting the depth of Dew’s scent. He finds warm cinnamon and smoky campfire, and beneath that, hints of toasted sugar and honey. It’s Dew, and the smell of it goes straight to his cock. He inhales again, but this time he’s driven by the need to taste.

Swiss presses his face into Dew’s armpit, ravenous for it, dragging the flat of his tongue up the expanse of it, drawing a sharp cry from Dew. He licks again, tracing his tongue through the fine hair at the concave of Dew’s pit, tasting the sweet scent of Dew’s heat and a tantalizing hint of sweat. He presses nose into the skin and laps at him, reveling in the way Dew squirms, at how he humps his hips into the air as Swiss works him up with his tongue.

Aether licks at him in a mirror image of Swiss, one big hand wrapped around a delicate wrist, holding Dew’s arm above his head and against the pillows. The more he licks the sweeter he tastes, the higher pitched and more desperate his breathy little cries become. The more Dew wriggles and writhes, flexes the muscles of his stomach, spreads his thighs and curls his toes.

Dew could cum like this, with Swiss and Aether licking into him this way, holding him open and exposed, wet, greedy tongues probing and tasting him in a way more intimate than if they were licking him out between his quivering thighs. His cock kicks out a blurb of pre and he feels another wave of slick dribble out between his cheeks, pooling wet and cool beneath his ass on the sheets.

He whines for it, begging wordlessly for more. His heat is driving his need to be filled up and taken apart. He groans again, long and drawn out. It echoes off the walls of his bedroom, demanding and impatient. It momentarily gets the attention of Swiss and Aether, who pull away long enough to lock eyes with each other over the heaving expanse of Dew’s skinny little chest.

Together they trail their hands down Dew’s belly.

Swiss stops to curl a hand around Dew’s straining cock while Aether slips his middle finger between Dew’s cheeks, gathering slick and pushing inside with ease. Dew arches off the bed, and Swiss and Aether turn their attention back to the task at hand. Licking at every inch of exposed flesh they can get their mouths on. Nipping at Dew’s chest, laving at his pierced nipples, snuffing their noses into his armpits, sucking bruises into his neck.

Aether ruts his cock into Dew’s side as he fingers him. Dew is so wet between his legs that his slick flows past Aether’s finger, pooling in his palm and dribbling down to the bedsheets. Dew keens as Aether pushes back in deep and wiggles his finger, wet sounds filling the room as Aether pets the deepest parts of him from the inside.

Swiss relinquishes his grip on Dew’s cock to join Aether between his legs. Trailing the tip one finger around Dew’s rim, stretched around where Aether is buried inside him. Feeling the pool of slick and the way Dew’s puffy little hole winks and flutters around Aether’s finger. He bites down on one of Dew’s nipples as he breaches him with the tip of his finger, sliding in alongside Aether already working in and out of him. Dew howls with pleasure, arching his back and curling his toes, doing his best to grind his hips down onto the two fingers stretching him open. His cock kicks out another blurb of precum onto his stomach as Swiss pushes inside to the last knuckle, until he and Aether are sunk into him as far as they can go.

Swiss catches sight of Aether across from him, eyes squeezed shut, red faced and sweating, drooling into the crevice of Dew’s armpit as he grinds his hips against his writhing body. Swiss groans at the sight and pulls back out, feeling the wet slip of his finger alongside Aether’s before he’s pushing it back in, sliding in and out, back and forth, in tandem with Aether’s rapid pace.

Inside, Dew is wet, hot, and tight. Slick walls spasming and clenching against the intrusion of the two larger ghoul’s thick fingers inside him. Dew relishes in the feeling of being pressed between them, of being spread open and stretched, pulled and prodded at, at the feeling of sharp fangs and wet mouths across the expanse of his skin. The way they both hump and rut against him, the heat of them driving his own body temperature up even higher. The sensations are almost too much, but his lust-addled brain still screams out for more, desperate to be claimed by the two ghouls working his body.

Aether and Swiss push in at the same time and Dew cums with a shout, eyes rolling back and body spasming. His vision goes fuzzy around the edges as he cums hard, painting his belly with ropes of white and squirting out a stream of slick as his muscles clamp down around the fingers still inside him.

Dew heaves in lungfuls of air, vision clearing as he feels Swiss and Aether draw out of him, leaving his hole empty and dripping. He groans at the loss, sweaty and panting between the two larger ghouls still flanking him. His orgasm took the edge off, but he’s still hot and aching to be fucked, the smell and feel of the two larger ghouls driving his heat into full force.

He wants more than just their fingers filling him up.

He whines for it until he feels his body being lifted off the soaked sheets, until he’s being pushed and pulled and lifted as Swiss and Aether rearrange themselves on the bed, facing each other and sandwiching Dew’s spent, sweaty body between them. Dew’s head lolls back against Swiss’ shoulder as they push themselves together, as Aether grasps his own cock together with Swiss’ in one big fist. Aether pants into his ear and Swiss mouths at his neck, tonguing at his pulsepoint and worrying the skin with his fangs while they rearrange his legs and spread his ass. Together he and Aether ease him down until he’s hovering just above them, feeling the wet, sticky heads of their cocks kissing his rim.

When they start to push up inside him, Dew throws his head back and wails.

#aether ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #swiss ghoul #aether/dew #swiss/dew #aether/dew/swiss #ghost band fanfic #ghost fanfiction #nameless ghouls #ghoul-slime fic #swiss x dewdrop #aether x dewdrop #this fic probably appeals to one person only (me)

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biblicallyaccurateandrogynoussex · 2 months

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Sorry for quick dsmp posting but erm Slime and Quackity make out sloppy style. And also slime holds Quackity tenderly. And when slime didn't 100% know how marriage worked other than it meant you loved someone a lot and you gave them something shiny he found a shiny glass piece and gave it to Quackity and asked him to marry him. And Quackity sobbed and he would accept but he's not ready because even though he's moved on he still hurts so slime will patiently wait for when he's ready. And when slime comes back after their falling out, and when they reconnect and move around each other and improve from their past it's Quackity who proposes to slime this time. Promising to continue to be better for slime and for them, and slime accepts and while Quackity may not be able to use the wedding venue like he wanted to he wouldn't trade the small celebration he and slime had for the world.

#dsmp #slimecicle #quackity #quackcicle #sorry for quackcicle posting on main i saw a person go 'quackity is slimes dad' and felt red hot rage #ykno i should make a next gen quackcicle kid at some point. for fun

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