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astragifs · 2 months

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#spike speigel #jet black #カウボーイビバップ #cowboy bebop #cowboybebopedit #shinichirō watanabe #🔮☆gif.#dailyanimatedgifs #animangaboys #animeedit #animationsdaily #fyanimegifs #dailyanime #seinenedit #fyeahanimegifs #oldanimeedit #toonami #tw flashing

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immloveanime · 1 month

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Overwatch 2 x Cowboy Bebop

#cowboy bebop #cowboybebopedit #90s anime #90s aesthetic #90s #old anime #oldanimeedit #spike speigel #overwatch #overwatch 2

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autonoes · 8 months

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#cowboy bebop #bebop #spike #faye valentine #faye #jet black #spike speigel #radical edward #i cant be the only one whose posted this but i cant find it anywhere else and i had to have it #anime #90s anime #anime gifs

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roolph · 8 months

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I’m rewatching cowboy bebop again and it’s giving me all the feelings ughh

#spike speigel #faye valentine #cowboy bebop #my art #roolph #fanart #spike spiegel

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pixalry · 1 year

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Space Cowboy - Created by Jed Henry

Available for sale as a print at the artist’s online shop. You can follow the artist on Instagram.

#space cowboy #anime #cowboy bebop #spike speigel #ukiyo-e #art #jed henry

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manias-wordcount · 5 months

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Soft sleepy fingering with spike spiegel? Fem reader smut please your writing is sooooo good! 😩

Sweeter than Sleep (Spike Spiegel x Reader)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗺! 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗵𝗲𝗵

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝘃𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴

𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗯 𝘁𝗮𝗴𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁: @dogsandrocketsocks @pittbull-enthusiast @asuperconfusedgirl @rendartgrimson

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

It’s hard to explain, but there’s something about him that makes you so sleepy. Yet want to stay up for as long as you possibly can at the exactly same time.

And it’s a weird feeling. A conflicting one. One that you thought you knew before meeting him, but now? You’re not so sure. But it’s not an unwelcome feeling. It’s not, really. Just hard to describe in just a couple of words. Or maybe it’s just hard to describe right now. Or like this. But whatever it exactly is, you like it. You like it a lot.

You especially like this moment too.

Because this is one of those moments when you told yourself you’d stay up. When have to try your absolute hardest to stay up. But it’s also one of those moments when Spike has you held up against him while lounging in his room on the Bebop. The lights are often and the windows are closed and your eyes want nothing more than to close tightly. Because he’s making you feel all safe. All soft and all warm. Like your head is full of clouds and everything is just a pillow waiting for you to rest your head on.

But still, you’re fighting this feeling. Fighting your eyes as they try to close. Fighting against the gentle lull of his voice. Fighting against it all. Because as much you want nothing more than to melt into a puddle in his arms. To bask in all the good feelings your boyfriend gives you, there’s something you want a little more right now. Something that you want to be awake to fully witness. And that something just so happens to involve you being stripped of your panties and having your shirt pushed up to your chin. Just because, of course.

Besides, there’s just something so nice about being in his arms. Something so nice about laying back against his chest. And feeling his lips press against your neck. And having his arm drape itself against your stomach. And experiencing his fingers.

“Mmm…Spike…”

Slowly filling you. Carefully stretching you out.

“Feeling good for me, sweetheart?”

And making you feel oh so great.

“Uh-huh,” You mumble out dumbly, voice soft and light and quiet. Just above your ear, you hear him chuckle at you just under his breath. A warm feeling spreads over your skin- one that only adds to the heat that’s already radiating off of your feverish body. Part of you wants to feel embarrassed. Ashamed, even. At just how easily a couple of fingers are working your body right now. Making you shift your hips and whine and whimper all to his heart’s contents. But the other part of you? “Mmm…faster?”

The other part of you just doesn’t care.

“Faster, sweetheart?” He asks you with that same chuckle breaking through. There’s a hint of a smile in his voice- one that’s unmistakable. One that you know you would be able to see coming from a mile away. But you’re not thinking about his smile. You’re not thinking about the tickle of his curls against your skin either. You’re not thinking about anything important or unimportant. You’re not really thinking about anything really. And that’s good. That’s how he likes it when you get like this. That’s how you like it when you get like this. “I don’t know if my baby can handle that right now.”

You whine again at his words and opt to buck your hips into his touch. It’s a clumsy movement. And it doesn’t get too far due to just how tight of a grip Spike’s got on your body just so he can hold you tight and hold you close to him. For a moment, you’re able to find that sweet spot. That one that has your hips angled perfectly so that every time you roll them to meet his movements, you start to get that tight feeling in your core. That one you’ve been chasing all this time. And the one you have a feeling that Spike will try to take from you the second he gets the chance.

But for now, he’s letting you have your fun. It’s just come at the expense of slow, steady, and ridiculously skillful fingers reaching inside and stuffing themselves in your greedy little cunt. Slowly pumping them in and out and in and out. Stretching them against your warm, wet walls to help you with the nice and full feeling that gets you feeling super needy no matter the time of day. And maybe if you’re lucky, you’ll be able to grind your clit against his palm. And even if you’re not, he’s still there to whisper sweet nothings and dirty words of encouragement into your skin. For as long as you want. For as long as he needs.

But somewhere down the line when you start teetering between you’re so, super close and yet so far away he takes his free hand, and he tilts your head to look up at him. And despite everything, you still feel your own deep breaths starting to even out. And despite everything, you still feel your own eyes struggle to stay open. Even though you try to fight it with everything you have, your brain craves something else a little bit more than that budding orgasm Spike’s fingers are all but teasing to you.

And at that sight, he smiles. A soft, almost kind smile. It’s something that you wouldn’t have expected from a seasoned boundary hunter like him. It’s something that you wouldn’t expect from someone who you know lives for danger. For a little adventure. For a good hunt.

But you suppose even men like him enjoy a little sweetness in their lives. And you can’t blame him. You won’t blame him. Even though he’s the very man who has been having you chase you high for who knows how long at this point. Even though he’s the very same man who has been testing your body- seeing how long you’ll last when you’re in such a state. Even though he’s the very same man who seems to get off on the fact that you’re practically naked in between his legs and completely at his mercy, you don’t blame him.

Because after, all he makes you feel so, so, so good like this.

“Don’t worry sweetheart…I’ll give you what you want soon enough, alright?”

So it’s only fair if he gets a share of the fun too.

#spike speigel #spike spiegel x reader #cowboy bebop #cowboy bebop spike #cowboy bebop x reader #cowboy bebop fanfic #cowboy bebop fanfiction #x reader #xreader #fanfiction #fanfic

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wetsoggybeans69 · 2 months

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Wholesome Headcanons I think the cowboy bebop characters did in their childhood.

●Spike

He had this really old toy gun he adored. he would constantly go around going BANG! Little Spike was absolutely devastated when it broke.

●Faye

●Jet

When she got her memories back, something comforting she remembered was sneaking into the kitchen at night to steal sweets.

When he was innocent and didn't know how corrupt the police were, he used to idolize cartoon heroes and police officers he saw on tv.

●Vicious

would never tell a soul, but he used to feed the stray cats. Also, crumble up bread for the birds whenever he went to the park.

●Gren

used to smash keys on the piano whenever they were in contact with one. In the same line of thought, they would immediately try to play with any instrument they saw.

Julia

Whenever her mother wasn't there, Julia would sneak into her mother's bathroom to play with makeup. She'd mostly just smear red lipstick over her face, So if you're wondering, that's where her love of red lipstick came from.

●Edward

little Ed would make weird things for the people they liked. The adults were creeped out by it, but Ed was happy.

●Ein

Ein would absolutely bark at everything when he was pup, and he could get away with it too, because he is adorable.

#cowboy bebop #cowboy bebop headcanons #cowboy bebop gren #cowboy bebop julia #cowboy bebop vicious #edward #jet black #cowboy bebop faye valentine #spike speigel #cowboy bebop spike #radical edward #cowboy bebop edward #ein #i love ein i had to put him in here as a puppy

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spike-and-faye · 26 days

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#cowboy bebop #spike speigel #spike Spiegel #spice girls #poll #vote for baby spice #you know it in your hearts to be true #faye valentine #jet black #radical edward #sporty spice #baby spice #scary spice #ginger spice #posh spice

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kirbyskisses · 1 year

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kirby’s kinktober (thirty-one)

aftercare//spike spiegel (part 2)

happy halloween. i’m shadowbanned, but thank you everybody for me followed me through this crazy month.

you almost to laugh at the way spike’s eyes never leaves your form.

he stands, sculpted form still naked as he puts fresh sheets onto the bed where you’d just made love.

love. you said you loved him. him. it wasn’t a slip of the tongue. not some random “i love you” brought upon by the shaking strength of your orgasm. not some general statement that you loved the feeling of his body - his cock pulling and pushing into your wet cunt. you weren’t remembering some other man or woman while in an orgasmic haze.

you looked into his eyes and with a slow, breathy tone said “i love you, spike spiegel” until he spurted ropes of hot cum inside you.

it wracks only his mind like a war flashback despite not being from more than 5 minutes ago.

“spike?” you call in a sing songy tone. it reminds him of faye for a bit before bring him to the present.

right.

the present.

focusing on the present now. the present where your beautiful, dark body that he was just entangled in stands with his wet and heated stains still on your thighs.

“oi! spike!” he shoots up. that one reminds him of jet.

“jeez! yeah?”

“you gonna stare at me all night or get in shower before we run out of hot water?” you chide but your face softens when he follows you like a lost child.

you moan at the refreshing feeling of the hot water and your hands wash each other. you scrub his hair.

his heart is racing. this is dumb. he’s not some hormonal teenager - you’d bathed him plenty of times when he was recovering from his injuries, too weak to move his arms.

now you say you love him and the touches make his brain into mush. he sighs and pulls you into a deep kiss under the hot water without warning.

“you really meant that?” he asks huskily when you pull apart, spit still connecting you. “loving me? the cowboy who got blood all over your couch and doesn’t even have a proper job.”

“i make enough money and you’ve been through hell i don’t expect you to get a job.”

you laugh but his brown eye is serious. he really means it. suddenly, you’re the insecure teenager as he takes in every nook and cranny of your body and facial expression. you bite your lip and let out a shy, “yeah.”

“‘course i did. but you’ve been through years of physiological and emotional trauma so it’s not like i expect it back. if that’s what’s got your head all stalled, feel free to forget it.”

he pauses and gives a sullen nod before turning away. you get the feeling he won’t say it back and it puts a pain in your chest. the pain is only fleeting however as you kiss his shoulder from behind and admire the scratches you carved down his smooth back.

“i liked that little song though.” you smirk, genuine humor and affection radiating off of you again in an instant.

spike lets out a pithy chuckle, turns off the water when dries both of you off, boxers on and a fluffy towel around his neck when he picks you up in a bridal carry.

“what the - you know i can walk from a bathroom to a bed, right spike? it’s like 5 feet away.”

his serious expression gives way to that same coolheaded, slightly cocky grin you’ve come to memorize when he lays you on the bed and restarts the sweet, vinyl record again, leaning to kiss you deeply again and again and again.

“yeah, and i also know you can cook. but let me get some chicken fried rice and warm blankets for the woman I love. then when we wake up - round two? i want to hear it again.”

“hear what again?” you tease but his hand, roughed from fighting for so long turns your chin to him - eye focused on you and you alone; no dream, no nightmares, no bounty hunting or smoking, just your eyes and the faded marks he just washed.

“i love you.”