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sidhion · 2 days

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Finished doodle req on twt!! will do the tumblr one next :D

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#that's not my neighbor #doodles #steven rudboys #mclooy rudboys #alf cappuccin #i love old men #who put that there

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t-m-o-axel · 19 hours

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I DID IT, HAHA! In fact, it was a pleasure to draw them.

And I thought, I don't want to deprive the fans of Elenois/Robertsky....

....and my beloved with my Elenois/Albertsky, hehehehe!!

original picture:

#that's not my neighbor #thats not my neighbor #tnmn #tnmn fanart #selenne sverchzt #elenois sverchzt #robertsky peachman #albertsky peachman #thats not my neighbor fanart

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askfrancie · 12 hours

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can we give the doppelganger a little kissie. a tiny kiss. and bring him some snacks

☆-> "Hoon!! Hoon!!"

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roxanneslosteyes · 2 days

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Imagine Peachman brothers parents were just actually just peaches

#that's not my neighbor #thats not my neighbor #tnmn #this is a joke #this was funny in my head #peachman brothers #albertsky peachman #robertsky peachman

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drwafton · 2 days

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//OOC:

This is a bit late but

THANK YOU FOR 100 FOLLOWERS!! 🎉

(Now 103 as of right now)

#ooc post #admin post #milestone #roleplay blog #that's not my neighbor #tnmn #dr. w. afton #//LETS GOOOOOO

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xaocit · 2 days

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A doctor came to you with a scheduled examination

#team fortress 2 #tf2 #tf2 art #tf2 medic #that's not my neighbor #medic fanart #team fortress medic #tw blood

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psychicvoidtale · 2 days

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ideas from my friends :D! sorry he or she has very good ideas

Original memes

I can't imagine Albertsky drinking alcohol so...yeah...

#fan art #drawing #idk #tnmn #that's not my neighbor #tnmn fanart #tnmn shitpost #shitpost #robertsky peachman #izaack gauss #robertsky peachman x izaack gauss #albertsky peachman

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olliveolly · 17 hours

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I tried to draw an illustration as quickly as possible for a wonderful work of @deliciouskeys that simply inspired me🤗

https://www.tumblr.com/deliciouskeys/750472127669485568/cozy-corner-domaystic-prompts-16-going-through?source=share

Unfortunately, I never knew how to write a good story, which upset me a little, but my way out of this situation has always been drawing, so you can only imagine the emotions that I feel when someone is inspired by my art💘

I just wanted to thank again deliciouskeys for the appreciation of my art🤗🫣

Hope you enjoy 😁

#homelander #fanart #the boys series #alternate universe #billy butcher #butchlander #that's not my neighbor #that’s not my neighbor au #the milkman #doppelganger

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monicozslastbraincell · 19 hours

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That's Not My Neighbor OC comic

It had to be done. Featuring Mia, Dr. Afton, and Francis, and my oc's Thomas and Danny.

(Transcript below)

Danny is definitely a normal child!

Transcript because my handwriting is horrible:

Panel 1:

Thomas: "Teenagers" are a hassle. Especially Danny. Any tips on how to wrangle him?

Dr. Afton: I'm not the person you should be asking, Thomas--

Mia: Actually, you should just give him some freedom to discover himself, and then he'll eventually come around to you.

Mia (again): I've met Danny. He's not that bad of a kid!

Panel 2:

Danny: Are you going out to deliver now? Do you have a truck to drive in? Or do you walk? How heavy are all those bottles? Do you deliver to everyone on the block? Do you skip certain people? How late do you stay out delivering? Do you deliver overseas? Or is it just here in the mainland? Have you ever thought of delivering to Russia? I mean, the Soviet Union? Do they drink milk there too?

Francis: C'mon, scram, kid.

Panel 3:

"Danny": I wonder what human flesh tastes like.

Anyway fun comic of character interactions! yay, maybe I'll do more

#tnmn oc #tnmn #tnmn milkman #thats not my neighbor fanart #that's not my neighbor #tnmn mia #tnmn afton #francis mosses #mia stone #dr w afton #comic #character interaction #yippee #i am once again normal about this #fan comic #milkman #oc interaction

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42-forty-two-42 · 3 days

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tosses the hoon man plushie at 42

WOE, PLAGUE BE UPON YE 🔥 🔥🔥

the skrunkly

4̘̉2͉͙̮͘.̞̿.̝̐.̙̘̬̈́4̘͔͂2̥͇͓̄͒͗ ̲̓̊͊4̟͆̌2̈́͒͌ͅ ̘͒͛̚4͍̈́͗2̧̍̋ ̮̽́̌4̡̅2͚̺͒ ̱͈̆͒̅4̬̹̾̄2͔̹͛͜ ̼̆͜4̛̠͇̱2̛̠͎ ̢̏̊͠4͔̯͔̈́̾̇2̗̀?̩̩͎͋

( Well...what do I do with it now? )

#that's not my neighbor #thats not my neighbor #thatsnotmyneighbor #42 #fortytwo #tnmn #tnmn rp #okay I'm too sleepy to draw #but not sleepy enough to write yet #nvm I'm too sleepy for all #gn every1

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missouki · 2 months

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𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒌𝒎𝒂𝒏

𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰: save the cow or milk the milkman? Unsure if it's his doppelganger or not, your'e not hesitant for a creampie though.

Blood that had dried up on his clothes that were now on the floor and his milkman hat on top of your head. He groans as he lays his head back, you wrap your hands around his neck as you bounce. You were practically milking the milkman, you let him suck your tits as you make an orgasm and paint your walls white.

His cock was coated in white cream, he stares at your bouncy breast while his hands focuses on rubbing the bulging point in your stomach. Your velvet walls were sore from all the friction, the milkman feels you slowly closing your leg. His veiny hands grab your thighs in an attempt to prevent them from closing, "You will keep up with me and stop when I want to.."

Your nails dig through his back to scratch it as your legs wrapped itself around his waist. Your back makes contact with the cold wall, the milkman gropes your ass cheeks as he lets his cock travel deeper inside you with each thrust. You can feel a flood of cum slipping out of your hole and falling down the floor, his thighs were messy with white cream and your cunt was clenching everytime his dick moves in and out.

You lay flat on the floor with your bare pussy, the milkman bends you over and pulls your body closer to him. He inserts a finger inside your pussy "It's still wet, let's continue~?" He says inserting another finger to feel your slimy walls. You roll your eyes back, if he lets his long veiny fingers travel deeper, he could already reach that g-spot. He pulls it out as he spreads your folds and pushes his cock inside you, this doggy position has you going feral. His dick was hitting it and you could already feel yourself making an orgasm again.

The milkman was surely enjoying himself. Watching you bounce his cock, spreading your legs for him, and your bouncy breast that tempts him. You were already on the verge of crying from pleasure, he holds your legs up as he lets his hip do the job for you. Each thrust has you whining and milking on his cock, your soft pussy was blushing and making squelching sounds everytime he rams it inside fully. The milkman will come back again for delivery tomorrow~

missouki ©: all works belong to mitsuki, do not reblog on any other platforms.

˚ ✧ *. 𝒎𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒊-𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒎 ‧₊˚ ✧ 𝒎.𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 . ‧₊˚ ✧

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#francis mosses #milkman #milkman x reader #that's not my neighbor #male x reader #francis mosses x reader #francis mosses x you #smut #fanfiction #fanfic #x reader #tnmn

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2kiran · 1 month

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FRANCIS MOSSES 交易 ── `` DARK CONTENT﹕monsterfucking. top amab reader. doppelgänger francis. handjob. no protection + preparation. overstimulation. ✶ IN WHICH you unknowingly let the wrong francis inside.

the prospect of you being fired—or worse, being put in a cell—was incredibly likely. enthusiasm of the milkman’s arrival being your final entry request for the day lead to your upcoming demise.

it shouldn’t be on you, both the blame and responsibility. the given identity document had indistinguishable information, merely an artist’s mistake as you finally realize that his eyebrows were just a tad thicker. his eyes were a bit too lively for the real francis.

realization dawned on you a second too late as you feel cold, but strangely simultaneously familiar and unfamiliar hands grab you from behind. before you could reach the rotary phone to contact the D.D.D., he grabbed your wrist and spun your chair around to face him.

francis, or so you thought, had a gentle smile plastered on his face but you knew better to tell that his intentions were far from truly kind. “don’t tell me you were actually going to let them kill me,” your jaw tightened, gaze hardening into a glare. he chuckled, hands landing on the armrests, so dangerously close to yours that were balled in fists to prevent yourself from punching his face.

when you didn’t respond, he continued. leaning in as he shook his head with a scoff, “aw, c’mon. . .we both know that you’re too much of a good sweetheart, yeah? please don’t try that again.” his saccharine voice was improbable, a subtle take of a threat behind his tone.

“you’re gullible enough to think i’d do that for you.” the tension between you was palpable, a thin thread that threatened to break at the tip of his finger. his lips pouted, sadness in his untrue eyes. “me? but you’re the one who let me in here,” he laughed, tone rather arrogant, “and i should thank you for that.”

if he were the real francis, you probably would have been making out with him by now. this doppelgänger was awfully confident, you wish you could break him. see tears fall down to his round cheeks, lips trembling as pleas tumbled out of his pretty lips.

these thoughts were idiotic. but fuck, he was near enough to the milkman, the clueless neighbor who could care less about it all. “want me to spare you? or—” you cut him off, lips connecting with his. francis was surprised, but welcomed it nonetheless. his hand came up to your neck, sliding towards your hair. groaning as he gently, almost experimentally, tugged at it. tongue met tongue, a clash of saliva and mess. you bit onto his bottom lip, eliciting a soft moan.

“mmph, and here i thought you hated me.” he grinned, panting, “what gave you that idea?” you place a kiss on his chin, “because you tried to get rid of me, and the fact that. . .i’m not him.” grabbing his hips, he let out a yelp. he scrambled to hold onto your shoulders for dear life, gasping when he felt your teeth graze against his neck. “seems like i’ve struck a nerve, hu—haah, fuck!”

a lewd moan had escaped him, your teeth sinking into his flesh. it was far from gentle, biting him like you wanted to see him bleed. he was simply a doppelgänger that you stupidly let in, after all.

the pink muscle settled in your mouth lapped at the bite, cueing francis to whimper at the sensation. he moved closer on your lap, grinding against your crotch. the action could’ve been mistaken for something relating to a dog; for he seemed like a bitch in heat. quite uncharacteristic for his kind. “you’re pathetic, mosses.”

francis, beyond belief, was affected by the use of the stolen surname more than you anticipated. his hips trembled, “that’s, haah, not my fault. you made me like this. fucking a– ah! doppelgänger, really? they’d surely co– come for you next.” his cock twitched, spilling pre-cum that formed a wet patch on his boxers. you were a lowly human, another one to get rid of, so why does he feel this way?

silence was met with his words. not until you pull down his pants, taking off what was left until his lower half was bare to you. “oh yeah? you’re letting me fuck you,” your fingers wrapped around the base of his dick, giving a single stroke, “you’re not even trying to fight back against me, honey.”

he whined, beginning to selfishly rut into your palm. “what were you going to say?” francis doesn’t respond and you twist your wrist, a cry slipping from him. you asked on a whim, wishing to hear what he planned besides allowing you to carry on with your life. “i-i don’t know!” your thumb presses down on his slit, causing him to wrack his brain to remember. “ah, ah, i meant to ask if you wa- want me to kill you right he— hmmng!” his voice wobbled as if he was fearful, tears in his eyes and he’s suddenly ethereal.

“do you still want to do that? to end my life?”

“no, no, please, i didn’t mean it.”

you tease the vein that ran on his shaft, never failing to witness the face he makes when he’s within the depths of pleasure; of that high he never dared to reach. oh, if only if it was francis mosses. the real one, the one you’re so curious about, the one who your eyes like to linger on a bit too long for comfort. your pace picks up, palm slick with his pre-cum and the room’s sinful with his sobs and arousal.

francis moans under his breath, “i’m cumming-!” he warns a second too late, hips bucking as the familiar fluid splatters across your fingers. the doppelgänger was your very own legendary mona lisa with how his face is painted with all shades of red.

when you swipe your thumb over his tip, he swore he had a glimpse of the deity he didn’t have the conscience to worship.

beliefs were foolish; it was his opinion. with that, he thought you were the one insane. doppelgängers aren’t flawed with such imperfections like humans are. he didn’t need to be prepared for situations similar to this, and you used his inhumanity for your pleasure.

“ughm, agh!” you had wordlessly given your cock a few pumps, no more than that before slipping inside of his tight hole. the tiniest beginning of guilt threatened to engulf you with shame, but why should you allow it? his mere purpose and intention was to murder.

his hole spasmed around you, freely welcoming the intrusion. maybe they were quite useful after all. he whined, his insides tingling with the stretch. the doppelgänger has never felt so full, or genuinely anything, for that matter. “please—fuck, move already, damnit.” he, himself, was breathless.

how could you deny him?

your hands grasped his hips tightly, like you wanted to indent a marking into his flesh. cold emanated from your palms, contrasting to the heat licking at his cheeks. he’s lighter than you’d expect, hole gripping you as if he was a fleshlight. lifting him up, your tip was held onto. heavenly; as the way he wrapped around you was undeniably heavenly.

sensing his apparent impatience, you let him crash down on you. a broken gasp-of-a-moan occupied the air, globs of pre-cum building on his slit. “yeah, fuck me like that,” he breathed, instructions hazily clear to your sex-deprived brain. his ass slapped, slapped, slapped against you. shit, the D.D.D. surely ought to give you a punishment worse than death for this.

he clung onto you, both with his arms and entrance. you don’t think you could really get enough—as vague as this memory could get. your tip brushes against his prostate with each harsh thrust, slick sounds adding onto the cotton pressed into his little head, forming static and nothing else to focus on besides your cock pounding into him. “you’re liking this- ahngm! right? like how good i feel? haa, needed your dick in me s’ bad. . .”

he pushed his hips forward, grinding on your cock as he purposely clenched. “thaaaat’s it, sweetheart. think ‘m gonna keep you.”

yeah, let’s hope your neighbors forgive you for indulging in him.