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[freaky-joonebugg]

For the f/o ask game...🍍🍏🫒🍅🍄

Ty for sending this ask!!! :3 ask game is here in case you want to participate <3

Answers under the cut!!! It gets really long💀

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Koro Sensei (Assassination Classroom)

MAKE HIM NOT A HUGE WOMANIZER!!!!!!!!!! My most problematic f/o canonically so far😭

Capitano (Genshin Impact)

Make him not cursed to sit in that fuckass throne forever :(

Anya (Mouthwashing)

I want her to get into medical school, so she can be happy <3

Curly (Mouthwashing)

Make him not a enabler!!!!!!!!!! Boy hold that idiot accountable!!!!!!!

Bive (Regretevator)

Honestly not anything. Taking her as she is

Frankie (Spy x Family)

Get this boy a mama who tells him to treat women like people...he's so awkward...guh....

Error (UTMV)

Honestly nothing :] love her <3

Fatal Error (UTMV)

Again, no complaints here :]

Horror (UTMV)

He lobotomizes his Alphys and I don't like that. I'd personally get rid of that💀(no hate to the og story I love it just a little thing personally)

Nightmare (UTMV)

GET SOME DEPTH BOY!!!!!!!!

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Koro Sensei

He's agender to me. Wouldn't care about such human concepts, he would think he's above that

Capitano

He's pansexual to me! :D

Anya and Curly

Bisexual. Curly specifically is a trans man

Bive

Lesbian and bigender :3

Frankie

Pansexual "if there's a hole there's a goal" kinda guy

Error and Fatal Error

Both agender and lesbian

Horror

Just bi and maybe a little gender-fucky bc he doesn't really gaf

Nightmare

Asexual pantomantic. Also a trans man :]

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Koro Sensei

Gives all kinds of hugs :] most definitely gives great hugs and definitely likes receiving them

Capitano

Gives those kind of hugs where he picks me up and spins me around >_< !!!!!!! Good hugger no doubt and appreciates getting them. More of a giver than a getter

Anya

Neck hugs all the way, or quick hugs. She likes giving and receiving hugs a lot

Curly

I see Curly as a pat on the back hug kinda guy, or comforting hug sort of deal. He likes receiving and giving hugs <3

Bive

Not a hugger, definitely doesn't like hugs either

Frankie

Also not a hugger, more of a casual one at best, quick side hugs. He definitely likes receiving hugs tho :]

Error

Hugs are not her thing. Doesn't like giving or receiving it

Fatal Error

Probably gives side hugs. More of a giver than a receiver but wouldn't mind with permission

Horror

Bear hugs all the way. But he doesn't particularly like giving out hugs for free, nor like receiving them randomly

Nightmare

Absolutely doesn't like giving hugs whatsoever. But he likes getting them a lot :] he desperately needs one I think😭

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Koro Sensei

He'd get me lots of snacks from all over the world, and maybe some fun souvenirs. Also that little reversabke octopus plush

Capitano

Anything luxurious, coats and jewelry galore

Anya

She'd get me little trinkets! :] any cute little things I can out on my shelves. Feel like she'd specifically get me calico critters

Curly

Gift cards all the way with this guy. And makeup when he can, mostly fun eyeshadow palettes bc he would think I could make something cool with the colors

Bive

She'd get me a little aluminum foil hat (she made it herself <3)

Frankie

Roses and little convenient inventions

Error

Anything he knits himself, scarfs, beanies, dolls, you name it.

Fatal Error

Echo flowers!!!! >_<

Horror

Not really a gift giver, he's more of a quality time kinda guy. Feel like it's be hard for him to remember what to even get me

Nightmare

Anything he can steal

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Koro Sensei

Wouldn't wanna be human whatsoever, he likes his super speed thank you very much

Capitano

He would be a harpy to me, but like a super fucking powerful one. Greater harpy I think? Yeah that

Anya

She'd be a centaur but like...a deer instead of a horse

Curly

Werewolf😝😝😝

Bive

She wouldn't wanna be human I think, I think she's cool with being hair creature

Frankie

He'd be some sort of goblin, just a little guy :3

Error

Would NOT want to be human, I think she's quite happy with being a skeleton

Fatal Error

Would probably still wanna stay as a skeleton, wouldn't be too mad becoming a human though

Horror

Would most definitely rather be human. He wouldn't have to deal with half the shit he has gone through if he was human

Nightmare

Loves being a skeleton, loves his evil little powers and would never trade that for being human

[javaxzun]

your color

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ink - comyet / mye bi

error - thecrayonqueen / loverofpiggies

[luciiferous]

'Seriously, what do you see in that guy?' 'He makes me laugh.'

If you haven't seen Jayce's Arcane Survivor emotes yet... Please, enjoy. They're all adorable.

[starscream-is-my-wife]

LL Megatron gets transported to the G1 cartoon (pre movie) guns don't kill anyone, everyone is more focused on their one liners then battle, wizards are real, days dont mean anything, what a silly universe

Edit: Comic based on this idea here

[vicciouxs]

₊˚🪼. MEDITERRÁNEA !! ★ full body tattoo set.

I present to you my first cc set ever mediterránea, a full-body tattoo set inspired by summers on the coast (and not so much on the coast) I hope you like it <3

info/previews and download under the cut!!

⠀⋆⠀base game compatible ⠀⋆⠀disabled for random ⠀⋆⠀made for the fem frame but allowed for masc ⠀⋆⠀3 opacities (100% / 80% / 60%) and 9 swatches per opacitie ! ⠀⋆⠀find them in the upper back or upper left arm section

★ thumbnail preview:

☆ tattoos preview:

T.O.U: do not put behind paywalls or reupload to other sites.

download here (always free)

thank you sm for testing @peacenfly 🪼💕

[ro-bee]

part one of a little thing i was doing like idk 2 months ago? i forgot... anyway

Jovan first bishop kill aftermath was a bit complicated to deal with

maybe i'll finish this one day but i have so much stuff in my head is hard to think

[gambeque]

somethin 4 the Alterna Zine 🦖🦖

[shepscapades]

[dbhc flavored] Hermit A Day May '25, Day 2: Grian!

A Season 10 fisher grian :] The wings are inspired by a couple of different coastal UK birds :D

[dreemurr-skelememer]

uhm ya!!!!!!!

[nicandragon]

Actually while I'm just vibing on here today I want everyone to look at the Ominous Cube that appeared to me in Infinity Nikki

It appeared at like 2 am last night by casting a huge shadow over me it was a delightful experience

[returntosunder]

Helloooo greetings, hey I was wondering if you could make a drawing of The Groovy Trio (Fresh! Sans, Fresh! Ink and Fresh! Error)

Honestly this came out better then I thought it was gonna

FRESH FANS COME GET YOUR FOOD

CHAT U DONT UNDERSTAND THE PAIN I WAS IN WHILE DRAWING THIS HOLY-

[hungharrington]

thinking about getting fingered by Steve in the backseat of his car and being crowded against the door and sitting at an awkward angle but not moving because the thought of his fingers losing that spot is a million times worse than the sore neck… just UGHHH 😩

a hungharrington fic? in 2025? i'm just as surprised as you <3 1.3k, fem!reader, what the prompt says hehe MDNI this entire blog is 18+

The numbers on the dashboard blink in the night, reflecting the late night hour.

From the outside, Steve's car looks unassuming, parked in between the trees out by Skull Rock.

You're given away only by the faint fogging of the windows, though you have little doubt of how steamy they'll be soon enough. With the hot heat of Steve's mouth against the skin of your neck and the surety of his fingers, curling closer between your thighs, it's not an if, it's a when.

"God, I missed you s'much," He murmurs heavily. His words get smothered beneath his own fervent kisses, your skin tingling beneath the attention. He can't bring himself to break away from you for more than a moment.

Steve had headed out of Hawkins for the better part of a week, dragged by his parents who wouldn't take no for an answer. He'd returned just tonight, maroon car glinting the last of the evening sun up at your window.

You'd slipped down and taken the passenger seat always reserved for you.

And then, somewhere between there and now, Steve had cajoled you into the backseat, his hazel eyes bright with an adoring lust as he nipped at your neck.

"Missed you too," You gasp breathily.

Tilting back, your head gently hits the glass of the car window behind you. Your hair wipes some of the fog off and Steve nibbles a soft lovebite under your ear, soothing it with his tongue. His hands paw hungrily at your waist and you grapple to find purchase on his shoulders.

"Not as much as me, baby," Steve pants.

He finally pulls himself back from his affectionate attack on your neck, eyes darker, face flushed. His hand on your waist slides forward, following the line of your hips forward, down, til he's cupping your cunt. You think you get a little lightheaded from the way your blood rushes south, gloriously hot at the touch.

He kisses you, his groan seeping into your mouth. It fills your head, heavy and sticky with lewd thoughts.

"Thought of you every," He rubs you through the denim softly. "Damn," Another rub, more pressure this time. "Day."

You keen, hips canting forward, searching for more of that delicious friction. Steve gives you what you want; he always does. You reward him, your hands on his shoulders shifting. You twine your fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck, just how he likes it.

The inside of the car feels much, much warmer now. The windows can't be seen through anymore and it seems to cast the red light of the dashboard clock much further. Steve's heavy breath fanning across your face is the loudest thing in the car.

You should've worn a skirt, you think— right as Steve asks, "Can I?" his hand now up, thumbing at the button of your jeans.

His check-in douses the ember within you with gasoline, burning hotter, brighter, in an instant. You know what he's asking for, know exactly how well Steve knows how to use his fingers. The thought of them buried in you, crooked just right, suddenly has you aching for it.

Nodding, you murmur out your yes' as you shuffle about, working to kick off your shoes quickly. Steve pulls back to not be in the way, jumping back in time to help you peel the denim off from your legs.

You manage to get your fingertips beneath the elastic of your panties before you're interrupted.

"Keep them on," Steve says, knocking your hand aside. He surges back in, his fervour undulled, and his large hands find your hips, tugging forward.

You end up slightly perched in his lap, slightly pressed into the back corner against the window and the seat. It's an awkward position but when the warmth of Steve's fingers pet your cunt again, cotton stickier now, you can forgive it. You sling your arms around his neck to get closer.

"That's it," Steve murmurs lowly. He ducks his head to reignite every lovebite left on your neck as his fingers get bolder, pressing firmer. Your breath gets thinner, chest heaving more and more.

"God, my girl," He breathes, fingers spreading the wetness up and over your clit tantalizingly. You mewl at his too-soft motions, needing more.

"Steve," You urge.

He doesn't make you wait. Pinching the edge, he pulls your panties to the side and then dips his fingers into the well of slick wet waiting eagerly for him.

You make matching groans; Steve moaning at heat of your inviting cunt, wrapped around him, and you sighing at the way his long digit sinks into you, slow and so sweet.

"Steve," You say his name again, this time a honey, lusty thing.

Steve breaks his kiss to moan against your neck, feeding on the obvious salacious eagerness in you. His finger draws back and then he sinks it back in, beginning slowly to fuck it in and out.

"Missed you," He whispers. A second finger prods at your entrance and eases in gently, sending a streak of something white hot down your spine. Your arms around his neck tighten.

"Missed this," He continues, still a whisper. He's picking up the pace now, having found a lazy rhythm, fingers sliding in and out of your cunt so perfectly that it makes your clit twitch, envious and missing out.

You whine into the crook of his neck. "Me too."

Then, just as you think the angle of your back might be just a tad too uncomfortable, Steve curls his fingers.

A gaspy noise escapes your throat. Desire pulses wildly and you can feel the way you flutter around his fingers. Steve's other hand on your waist tightens, gripping you tightly.

"Fuuuck," He groans. "I missed that too."

Then he does it again, fingers crooked to hit that perfect spot that makes you feel like you might cry if he rubbed it too much. Your noises sound much louder now, jagged and pitching up.

"You're such a tease, honey," Steve accuses, his motions not slowing. "Keeping me from this. Keeping all your cute noises to yourself."

And, as if he'll know what it'll do, he stretches his hand, veins bulging in his forearm, and plants his thumb on your clit. You jolt against the new stimulation, another cute gaspy noise, and Steve moans against your neck.

His hand keeps moving, fingers still plunging into your sopping cunt, thumb rubbing tight, small circles on your clit. You cling to him, hips rolling to meet his strokes, the heat in you building, suddenly desperately fast. Your breathing comes out heavy and if it's not a moan, it's his name that slips from between your lips.

"Feelin' good? M' making my girl feel good?" He says raspily. "You deserve it, being left alone. So mean of me."

Something fiery swells within you and you inhale sharply, squeaking out Steve's name in warning. His hand, which must be cramping much like your poor back, still rocks into you, unfaltering.

"C'mon, let me have it. Please," He pleads. "Let me see you cum f'me, honey."

The sincere thread in his voice, the genuine plead, is what unravels your last ties. You tremble, lusty and quivering sounds that you bury away in his neck, as you ride his fingers through a dazzlingly hot high. It drags on, nerves glittering with a fresh coat of pleasure that have you whining Steve's name pitifully.

When your breath starts to settle, Steve eases his fingers out, already beginning to pepper little kisses along the side of your head.

"That was big, huh?" He says. It's mostly care in his voice but there, in the back, is a smidgen of smugness.

"Shhhh," You shush him, still gathering yourself, eyes closed. You body gives a volatile twitch when Steve politely moves your panties back to their original position. "I'm deciding if that was worth fucking up my back a little bit for."

Steve makes a wounded noise, realising that he'd had you crowded up in an uncomfortable position the whole time. He's a worrier. That's enough to make you lift your head off his shoulder, eyes lidded low.

"Mmm, decided." You hum, the pleased smile of post-bliss on your face. Steve softens at the sight of it, at your easy happiness. "Worth it."

[nenoname]

it's a shame that we don't really get to see stan showing off his knowledge/experience with handling the town's anomalies (despite his attempts to ignore/avoid them as much as possible)

[rocketbirdie]

protagonist syndrome

[broocksz]

never gonna finish this drawing soo have wips and doodles

with chara: -got the sweater, knife and heartlocket from chara -soul is almost always unstable with nm: -got a black shirt so he wont need to clean the tar stains -hip knives >:) (easy to access)

close ups because i really like these two