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jimbles-archive · 6 months

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FU ┌∩┐(◣_◢)┌∩┐

Seriously, FU (ಠ_ಠ)┌∩┐

I don't care ╭∩╮（︶︿︶）╭∩╮

The Finger And The Ass ┌∩┐(‿|‿)┌∩┐

The Finger And The Boobs ┌∩┐(◟‿◞◟‿◞)┌∩┐

Oh Yeah? WFU ╭∩╮ (òÓ,) ╭∩╮

Table Flip (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻

Flip All Dem Tablez ┻━┻︵ (°□°)/ ︵ ┻━┻

Epic Table Flip (˚Õ˚)ر ~~~~╚╩╩╝

Ok. I Put Table Back ┬──┬ ノ( ゜-゜ノ)

Put More Tables Back ┏━┓┏━┓┏━┓ ︵ /(^.^/)

Anon ლ(ಠ益ಠლ)

Punch! O=('-'Q)

Pistols ̿' ̿'\̵͇̿̿\з=(◕_◕)=ε/̵͇̿̿/'̿'̿ ̿

Flex, Don't Mess ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ

Peace Yo! (‾⌣‾)♉

Oh Hell Yeah (òÓ,)_\,,/

Right Back At Ya! (☞ﾟ∀ﾟ)☞

Gimme ༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ

Serious Face (ಠ_ಠ)

Angry Face (⋟﹏⋞)

Happy Square 【ツ】

So Sorry （ﾉ´д｀）

Yes! Success .(•̀ᴗ•́)و ̑̑

Meh! Thingies ¯_(ツ)/¯ ヽ(。°)ノヾ(ｏ･ω･)ﾉ

Goofy Faces ಠಠ (•̪●) (॓॔) ٩(͡๏̯͡๏)۶ ٩(-̮̮̃•̃) ۶ ٩(̾●̮̮̃ ̾•̃̾)۶

More Goofy Faces ٩(-̮̮̃- ̃)۶ ◜☋◝ ◭,◭ •ิ.• ๏̯͡๏ ̃๏̯̃๏

More More Goofy Faces ๏̯̃๏ ツ [O.o]

Zombie [¬º-°]¬

Wot? I'm Confused ( •᷄ὤ•᷅)？

Crazy Bastard (⊙_◎)

Crazy Bitch (⊙﹏⊙✿)

Crazy, I Can't Even (｡☉౪ ⊙｡)

Headphones d[-_-]b

Boom Box ♫♪.ılılıll|̲̅̅●̲̅̅|̲̅̅=̲̅̅|̲̅̅●̲̅̅|llılılı.♫♪

Party Time ┏(--)┛┗(-- )┓┗(--)┛┏(--)┓

Sunglasses ( ••) ( ••)>⌐■-■ (⌐■_■)

Help ٩(͡๏̯͡๏)۶

Fuck Off t(-.-t)

Facepalm (>ლ)

Happy ۜ (סּںסּَ` )/ۜ

Pirate ✌(◕‿-)✌

Robber -╤╗(◙◙)╔╤- - - - \o/ \o/ \o/

You Vaporized! ( ●_●)-((⌼===<((() ≍≍≍≍≍ ♒ ✺ ♒ ZAP!

Sleeping (-.-)Zzz…

Sad (╥﹏╥)

Rage t(ಠ益ಠt)

Sunny Day ☁ ▅▒░☼‿☼░▒▅ ☁

Lenny Face ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Smug Bastard •|龴◡龴|•

Sparkling Heart -`ღ´-

Love Note 웃❤유

Boobies (. )( .)

Big Boobies ( o Y o )

Huge Boobies →→ (︶^︶) ←←

Perky Boobies ( ๏ Y ๏ )

Russian Boobies [.][.]

Small D 8=D

Big D 8=============D

A Limp D 8~~~D

Sperm ~~o

Love in my eyes (♥_♥)

In Love (✿ ♥‿♥)

Hugs (づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ

Hugs And Kisses (づ￣ ³￣)づ

Kisses Thingies ( ˘ ³˘)❤ （*＾3＾） (´ε｀ )♡

In Love, Holding Hands ../(,”)\♥ ♥(“.)

Love Feels Thingies =♥ (♥♥,) ❣ ➳♥

Pretty Feels Thingies ✿◕ ‿ ◕✿ ❀◕ ‿ ◕❀ ❁◕ ‿ ◕❁

Hug Me (っ◕‿◕)っ

Stars in my Eyes ✌⊂(✰‿✰)つ✌

OMG Wat? ◕_◕

Fuckin Man Tears ಥ_ಥ

Atish (| - _ - |)

Shit, Hide! |_・) |･ω･｀)

Happieee ⎦˚◡˚⎣ (｡◝‿◜｡)

Yay! (ˆ˚ˆ)/

OMG! Insane Happy Ｏ(≧▽≦)Ｏ

Love You »-(¯·.·´¯)->NAME<-(¯·.·´¯)-«

OMG, Love It! ☜♡☞

Coffee c[_]

Airplane ✈

Flowers ✽ ✾ ✿ ❀ ❁ ❃ ❋

Weather ☼ ☀ ☁ ☂ ☃ ☄ ☾ ☽ ❄ ☇ ☈ ⊙ ☉ ℃ ℉ ° ❅ ✺ ϟ

Sword o()xxxx[{::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::>

Band Aid ( ̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅ ̲̅]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅ )

Fish Swimming ¸.·´¯·.´¯·.¸¸.·´¯`·.¸><(((º>

Polar Bear ˁ˚ᴥ˚ˀ

Koala @( * O * )@

Cat 龴ↀ◡ↀ龴

Mouse ----{,_,">

Butterfly Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ

Cute Cat ^⨀ᴥ⨀^

Happy Cat <(^.^)>

Snail '-'@

Musical ¸¸♬·¯·♩¸¸♪·¯·♫¸¸

Happy Birthday To You ¸¸♬·¯·♩¸¸♪·¯·♫¸¸

Decorations ▂▃▅▇█▓▒░۩۞۩ ۩۞۩░▒▓█▇▅▃▂

Play Cards [♥]]] [♦]]] [♣]]] [♠]]]

Play Chess ♚ ♛ ♜ ♝ ♞ ♟ ♔ ♕ ♖ ♗ ♘ ♙

Play Ping Pong ( ••)O*¯·.¸.·´¯°Q(•• )

Multiplayer 웃웃웃vs웃웃웃

Needle [ ]--["""""|"""""|"""""|"""""|]>----------

Cribs Yo! ̡͌l̡̡̡ ̴̡ı̴̴̡ ̡̡͡|̲̲̲͡͡͡ ̲▫̲͡ ̲̲̲͡͡π̲̲͡͡ ̲̲͡▫̲̲͡͡ ̲|̡̡̡ ̡ ̴̡ı̴̡̡ ̡͌l̡̡̡

Crap! They're After Me! ..( ‘_’)……………..☻…HELP!!!!

Gender ♋ ♂ ♀ ☿ 웃 유

Just Music Thingies ♪ ♫ ♩ ♬ ♭ ♮

Skrillex Yo! ϟƘƦƖןןΣx

Me and Ma Boys (-(-(--)_-)-)

Me And Ma Girls (three coz girls cant even) ✿ (◠◡(◠◡◠)◡◠)✿

LOLWUT █▄▄ ███ █▄▄ █▄█▄█ █▄█ ▀█▀

Battery low 5% █ ̲̅ ̲̅ ̲̅ ̲̅ ̲̅ ̲̅ ̲̅ ̲̅ ̲̅ ̲̅ ̲̅ ̲̅ ̲̅ ̲̅ ̲̅ ̲̅ ̲̅ ̲̅ ̲̅ ̲̅]

Rifle ︻デ═一

Creepy bleeding eyes guy ༼;´༎ຶ ༎ຶ༽

Raise your dongers! ส็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็༼ ຈل͜ຈ༽ส้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้

#emoji #copypasta #meme

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burnt-tomato · 4 years

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Tag game!!

♤: yeeeee got tagged by @the-ultimate-oof and @artsamber yeeeeee

Name: Ivy, but on tumblr people call me "Vy" bc Ivy sound to0 much like a damn plant (it is a plant) [ tho I'm now being called Toma ][ I'm looking at you @izzyphantomgamer ][ jk that's fine I appreciate it lol (ง ͡ʘ ͜ʖ ͡ʘ)ง ]

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Straight, tho doesn't really like anyone, so I guess asexual¿¿

Hogwarts House: Idk what those are but I figured Slytherin, but when I took a quiz, still Slytherin ᕙ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ᕗ

Favorite Animal: wolves, and dog (huskies are amazing)

When I made this Blog: March of 2020, started posting the 1st or 2nd week of April lol

Current Time: 1:55 PM

Cat or Dog: Dogss

Dream Job: Architectural Engineer

Reason for URL: I dunno lmao, when making this acc I didn't even think of posting, so I went with something hella random

Tag 10 people you'd like to know better: yeeee sorry y'all I tagged that has answered this already lol @atsumus-squeling-pig @jaywwriting @bb-noya @trashcanweeb @chickannnn @oli-imagines @the-black-birb @noya-senpai-imagines + @everyone who wants to lol

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#tags #yeeeee #ᕙ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ᕗ #♤#un poco loco #Idk what that even means lol

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yodawgiherd · 5 years

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Candyman

Rating : M

>>> Read on AO3<<<

Originally, I wanted to do something altogether different here, but then ch. 116 happened and few people I follow went insane over Eren's abs (not that I blame them, boy’s a snack).

So, I made this instead :D

Enjoy!

Levi almost forgot how good it felt, with the recent weeks spent buried in annoying paperwork. The rush of a fight, the strain of body, the way his senses sharpened, and mind cleared, one singular goal remaining in his mind. To win, to defeat whoever was on the opposite side of the ring, who just happened to be his sister. Mikasa’s lips were thinly pressed together, with sweat beading on her forehead, a proof that she was taking this duel as seriously as Levi was. She always took her opponents seriously, no matter who they were, and Levi thought that it’s surely a very good trait to have. After all, you never truly knew who you’re fighting. She was keeping her distance, trying, testing, hoping to find a way through her brother’s defense, but it was perfect so far. Levi might not have much tournament experience himself, but he had an amazing talent and years of hard work behind his moves, and when he gave it his all, he was an amazing fighter. Then again, so was Mikasa. The hits landing were fast, and strong, shaking Levi’s body, but he kept his hands up, searching for the true moment to strike. Patient, and silent, like a wolf, waiting for his moment to bite. And as on cue, he got one.

The footwork was easy to miss, but he knew Mikasa like the back of his hand, or he liked to think that he did, the years they trained together giving him insight into her fighting style no one else will ever have. The tiny step back, the spacing and preparation, it gave him a very short notice of the high kick that was coming, but still, it was a heads up, and he took full advantage of it. The plan was simple. Block the kick, push her leg away to upset her balance, and step closer in order to fully abuse the hole in her defense. Bracing himself, Levi took a wide stance, expecting the inevitable. The kick landed like a thunder into his block, the sheer strength alone making him stumble a few steps backwards. Okay, he was right about his prediction but simply underestimated the power of the attack, as he was now the one reeling backwards, unable to do anything but prevent himself from falling on his ass.

“Damn, you actually caught that.”, Mikasa had a surprise written all over her face, hands dropping to indicate that she was ready to take a breather. One that they both desperately needed. “I was sure that I had you this time.”

“Too slow.”, he gritted through clenched teeth, working his shoulders before the stiffness had a chance to set it. Fuck but that last hit stung. Luckily Mikasa didn’t seem to notice his struggle, casually drying her sweaty face with a towel.

It was amazing seeing her grow like she did, both as a person and as a fighter, and Levi couldn’t help but feel a sense of achievement, watching her now. Back then, when she first came to him, she was broken, shattered, without a goal in life or any guidance that could show her any. It was Levi, no one else, that picked up the pieces and melded them back together, made her into the successful young woman that Mikasa is today. Sure, he made some blunders along the way, but who wouldn’t. And if she was just a hair’s breadth away from beating his ass, then so be it. What trainer wouldn’t take pride in his trainee’s strength. Through the years, Levi molded a champion, and while he of course knew that Mikasa’s hard work and dedication was essential to becoming who she is today, he allowed himself to be selfish for a minute. It felt good.

“I missed this you know.”, she said, interrupting his self-praise.

“Missed what?”

“Fighting all-out, really sparring, I couldn’t do it ever since An… ehm.. I mean, couldn’t do it for a long time.”

It was rather obvious what she wanted to say originally, but Levi was not the type to rip open an old wound. He had enough of those himself.

“What, Eren isn’t up to the task?”, he asked instead, trying to ease the tension. Successfully, since Mikasa chuckled.

“Oh, you know him, he’s doing his best.”, Eren was strong, that was for sure, and after helping her train for years at this point, more than an adequate opponent, but the likes of Levi or Mikasa were still a class above him. Must be the Ackerman genes. “Give him a few more years and maybe he’ll get there.”

“Indeed, I can totally imagine you two clashing for the title of an MMA champion.”, Levi snorted, “You’d probably start making out or some shit.”

Mikasa didn’t even have the decency to blush.

“That’s possible. Fighting always gets us…. hmm… excited.”

“Yo, keep the details, I don’t need to hear them.”

“As you wish brother dear.”, taking a measured sip of water, Mikasa stretched, groaning in satisfaction at the pleasurable soreness of her muscles. The talk about Eren however did make her remember something, so putting her bottle down, she got Levi’s attention by clearing her throat.

“What?”, he blurted.

“You never told me; how did your talk with Petra go?”

“So, you know her name huh?”

Mikasa shrugged.

“Well she was at the party, so we talked for a few minutes.”

“It was okay. I explained to her why I had to make such an exit from college, and she seemed to understand. We’re cool now.”

“Cool? Just cool?”

He narrowed his eyes at her smirking expression.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Petra, Hange… You know, out of all the people I know I never imagined you being in a love triangle.”

The casualness of her tone, the smirk, everything about the way she pronounced the accusation made Levi’s blood boil. Hey, he loved the girl, but what did she know?

“What? What triangle? There’s no fucking triangle. Shut up.”

“So defensive…”, Mikasa clicked her tongue, the smile remaining, “I wonder why…”

“I said shut up.”, throwing the towel over the ropes again, he took his fighting stance, nodding at his smirking sister. “Get ready brat.”

Mimicking his movements, Mikasa fell into her own, a bit more relaxed stance, nodding right back at him.

“Bring it on, midget.”

And soon thoughts about anything else but the sparring disappeared from their minds, as the thrill of a fight overwhelmed them once again.

Of course that Eren talked big, coming home from work, the classic rant that he’s not tired at all, while his lids were literally dropping, and that they can do something together, no problem. But Mikasa saw the same behavior on a number of occasions already, so she suggested watching a movie, something relaxing after a taxing day. Sounds good, doesn’t it. Exactly as she predicted, Eren fell asleep about five minutes after they sat together on the couch, head dropping back. She waited for a moment, to see if he perhaps wont wake up after a short nap, but judging from the sounds he was making and the overall stiffness of his body, Eren was done for the day.

Turning the tv off, and gathering his considerable bulk in her arms, she couldn’t help but grunt as his full weight settled in her embrace. Normally she had no problems with carrying him, but today’s workout was especially taxing, and that combined with the sparring against Levi, who wasn’t holding back at all, exhausted her more than she anticipated. Eren was broad shouldered, tall, and the muscle mass she helped him build herself came back to haunt her now, weighing down at Mikasa heavily. Yet it wouldn’t be Mikasa Ackerman if she backed down from a challenge. Pressing her lips together in determination, she braved the journey up the stairs to the bedroom, not letting out another sound, lest it doesn’t wake Eren up. Successfully finishing her escort mission, she carefully laid him to the bed, diving in after too, ready to call it a night. Or so she thought.

For reasons unknown to her, sleep just avoided Mikasa, making her roll left and right, unable to find any rest. It didn’t make sense. She was dog tired, exhaustion deep in her bones, but still, her eyes couldn’t remain closed. Sighing, she turned on the other side again, restless eyes sliding over Eren, who was understandably obvious to her trouble, lost in whatever dream he was having. Out of options, Mikasa decided that she just might as well watch him sleep for a while, that might inspire her body to finally snap out of it and do the same. With one hand behind his head, facing the ceiling, Eren was the picture of peacefulness, his features completely still. Usually, Eren was the one watching her sleep, and while Mikasa found it kinda creepy at the start, the soft looks and touches grew on her, and a few times she even only pretended to be asleep so she could bask in his loving gaze. Well, since she can’t sleep, she might as well try that too.

Shuffling a bit closer, Mikasa leaned in, inspecting Eren’s face from up close. He always had a pretty face, nice to look at, although it was different, now that the most dominant part of it, his blazing green eyes, were hidden beneath heavy lids. Tracing the shape of his chin, Mikasa couldn’t hold in a soft giggle when her fingertips encountered a very short stubble. Eren really needed to shave in the morning. Over the neck and down, she took her time in admiring the rise and fall of his broad chest, still remembering how skinny he was when they first met. Lot of hard work on Eren’s part, but the results were rather mouthwatering. Before meeting him, Mikasa never saw muscles as something nice to look at. Society doesn’t really judge female beauty by how distinct her abdominals are, does it. They were functional, allowed her to be faster, to hit stronger, to last longer during her workouts, they weren’t an aesthetic. But then Eren and his fascination with Mikasa’s midriff came around, and suddenly she found herself reevaluating her beliefs. What did it matter what others wanted, if her boyfriend could spend literally minutes just tracing the outlines of her abs, grinning like a child who got a new toy.

And now, years down the road, Mikasa was the one staring at Eren’s stomach, feeling her excitement spark upon seeing the subtle movements of his core. Maybe he had a point. Biting her bottom lip, she slowly dragged the cover lower, exposing more and more of the very nicely outlined abdominals. Splaying her fingers on the warm tanned skin, careful not to put too much pressure on him, Mikasa did what Eren always enjoyed, and started tracing the shapes of each individual part with the tip of her finger. It felt funny, and admittedly even a bit exciting, because damn it but her fiancé was hot. Realizing that it was partly her doing too, as she was the one who pushed him to go to the gym with her in the first place, Mikasa decided that it’s time to enjoy the spoils, and dived in with a renewed vigor. Poking and prodding, fully engaged in her task, Mikasa didn’t even notice how Eren’s eyebrows furrowed, and the little groan of discomfort that followed, but he didn’t wake. Just as she was running out of ideas of what to do, another thought struck her. There was one more thing that Eren loved doing to her stomach, one that he arguably enjoyed even more than just touching it. Risking a quick look up, making sure that he was still sleeping, Mikasa leaned even closer, and after a moment’s hesitation pressed her lips against the abs. Wasn’t the first time she was kissing this area, that was for sure, but she’s never done it before with Eren sleeping, and it gave her a rush of adrenaline. It felt like she was doing something forbidden, but who doesn’t want to be the bad girl from time to time. Bold, she stuck her tongue out, licking a broad stripe along the muscles, and that seemed to finally cross the line, because above her, certain someone cleared his throat, making her look up.

“So… uh…. Do I want to know what you’re doing?”

Eren’s gaze was half sleepy, half surprised, as he was looking down at her with total confusion on his face. Slowly, Mikasa hid her tongue back inside her mouth, trying to find any explanation for her actions. But she came up blank.

“Nothing?”, she tried.

“Well, it did look like you were licking me from my perspective.”

“Nah…”

“Right…..”

The irony was so thick in his reply that it was enough to make Mikasa snap.

“And what if I did?”, even with her cheeks coloring, she held his gaze without flinching, “You have your mouth on me all the time, maybe I wanted to get a taste too!”

Lame excuse, really, but it’s not like she had any better one.

“I do, don’t I…”, Eren seemed to be thinking about her statement for a second, but when he looked back at her, his eyes had a new kind of fire inside them. One that Mikasa knew very well. With a twist and flip, she was on her back before she realized it, with Eren looming over her, a huge grin spread on his lips.

“Now that you mention it,”, his lips were close, and Mikasa thought that he’s going to kiss her, but then he moved past, whispering into her ear instead, “I think that I’ll go for a midnight snack.”

In her disheveled state, Mikasa was just about to ask him if he can make her something to eat too, but then she noticed the way he sliddered down her body, littering kisses everywhere, and it finally clicked for her what kind of a snack he had in mind.

“I love that you wear those tiny tank tops to bed.”, he murmured, lips brushing Mikasa’s defined abdominals as he spoke, reversing the position he found himself in after waking up, “Leaves the best parts uncovered.”

Mikasa was just about to inform him that she knows very well that he likes them, and it’s partly the reason why she is wearing them in the first place, but Eren was on a mission, so her explanation got cut off because he moved fast, kissing his way between her legs, to the place where she wanted him the most. Eren took it slow, teasing her, enjoying the way she arched against him, the way the heels of her feet pressed against his back, desperate, needy for his attention. He loved making her come undone, both because he genuinely enjoyed pleasing her, but also because knowing that he has the power to make Mikasa Ackerman, the undefeated queen of the ring, who always beat him so effortlessly when they sparred, the overall toughest and strongest woman he knew, trash helplessly beneath him and sob his name, begging for release, one that he allowed her only when he had his fill, was quite an ego boost. Only when the last tremors of her finish began leaving Mikasa’s body, Eren made his way back up, coming to stop in front of her flushed face.

“You want to sleep now?”

To Eren’s surprise however, Mikasa shook her head, pulling him closer and pressing her lips to his, while wrapping her legs around his waist.

“Make love to me.”, she whispered in between the kisses, a certain need in her voice that Eren was more than happy to fulfill. Pressing his forehead to hers, Eren slowly pushed in, in completely no rush, watching her lids flutter and mouth drop a bit open as he filled her.

The activity had a certain intimacy in it, one that couldn’t he found anywhere else. There were no toys, no bindings, no roleplaying, no costumes, just them, pure and raw, as close as they physically could be. Sure, there were much better positions to reach deeper, to do it faster with more strength, a better angle, but like this, staring into each other’s eyes, this was exactly what they needed right now, and it was more than good enough. When Mikasa came, it wasn’t with a scream, but a choked gasp, followed by a long exhale, her walls collapsing around Eren’s shaft to squeeze it, the stimulation overwhelming. Three thrusts later, he was done, breathing heavily into her chest, where he fell for the moment being. It was rather comfortable resting place, made even better when her slender fingers began to comb through his long hair.

Minutes later, when their bodies calmed, Mikasa tapped Eren’s shoulder, making him look up at her.

“What’s up?”

“Can we talk?”

“Sure thing babe.”, rolling to the side, Eren groaned as his back hit the mattress, turning to his side after to get a better look at his lover, peeking at him over the rim of the covers. “What about?”

“I’ve been… thinking lately.”, seeing how quickly he began answering that, she held up a finger, “And if you’ll say that stupid “You can do that?” joke, you can look for a new girlfriend.”

Eren zipped his mouth. Uninterrupted, Mikasa continued.

“I’ve been trying to figure out, what are our limits?”

His brows furrowed in confusion.

“Limits of what?”

“Well, you know…”, her cheeks were already red from the physical activity, but somehow they managed to get a shade deeper, “vegan steaks.”

“I… I’m not sure I understand…”

“It’s just, we’ve done some really crazy stuff together, and we keep digging deeper and deeper, so I just find myself wondering, when do we call it quits? Lately, I’ve been spending basically every evening tied up, and it doesn’t matter if its shibari or the bed cuffs, in costume, or in some play. I’ve had the collar on me so much that I almost forgot to take it off before going out this morning!”, the memory was still embarrassing, especially when Mikasa imagined what would Levi say if she turned up at the gym wearing a leather collar around her neck. But somehow, for reasons she didn’t quite understand, the thought of it was also just a little bit… hot?

“That would be funny.”, Eren grumbled, earning a judging look from her.

“You know that some people do that, don’t you? Wear stuff like collars publicly, and… other things.”

He just shrugged, not sure how to react to that.

“So where is our limit? Am I going to start wearing a collar around my neck 24/7? Am I going to live in a cage here? Are you going to take me out for walks on a leash or something?”, worst of all, even just thinking about this, Mikasa could feel the familiar excitement smoking in the pit of her stomach. Oh lord, if she was already this far gone, what could even help her? Dropping her voice lower, she sighed. “Will I need to be tied up to even get aroused in the future? Or spanked? What is going to happen to us?”

Eren seemed to ponder over her outburst for a few seconds, working his jaw, but after that, he simply shook his head.

“Nothing.”

“Nothing?”, Mikasa looked up, arching an eyebrow, “What do you mean?”

“Exactly what I’m saying. Look Miki, all these roleplays and stuff, they are amazing, but the most important part of it is just you, nothing else. I can’t even imagine doing things like that with anyone else.”, reaching out, he ran his hand over her upper arm, “We can do what we want as long as we both want to try it, but you never have to fear that I’ll try pushing anything onto you that you’re not comfortable with. Ever.”

“So it’s okay with you if we just drop the act and just go at it like this?”, blinking her greys at him, Mikasa felt like she could melt in that warm look that Eren was giving her, “Sometimes I just don’t want to be hardcore fucked, sometimes I just want to, you know, make love.”

“Please,”, he snorted, “The day when I’ll say no to that will be the day I die.”

She grinned back feeling the insecurities thaw inside her heart.

“Have I told you that you’re awfully sweet from time to time?”

“Of course. My friends call me sugar candy man.”

“No they don’t.”

“True. But they could.”

Chuckling, Mikasa wrapped her arms around him, feeling Eren return the hug as she buried her face into his chest, the sleep finally washing over her body.

“I know I’m sweet, but please don’t lick me again.”, he whispered into her ear just as she was going under, smiling when she groaned against his skin.

Perhaps for that reason, Mikasa’s dreams were filled with abs made of different types of candy, which tasted pretty good when she tried them. All things considered, it was quite an enjoyable one, as far as dreams go.

#eremika #fanfic #snk #snk 116 #ᕙ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ᕗ #aot

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simple-symphonia · 7 years

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Some recounts from my Japan trip!

The flight was delayed and we all got $8 vouchers as compensation .........$8 can buy 16 ice creams ᕙ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ᕗ

ALSO BONUS:

#Haikyuu!!#HQ!!#fanart #Hinata Shouyou #Kageyama Tobio #Japan Trip #I wanted to make some small doodles about my Japan trip but never got around to it whoops #its been a long time coming #ᕙ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ᕗ #Panda biscuits were also acquired via $8 voucher

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lennyfacedonger · 3 years

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Lenny Face ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) And Text Faces Copy And Paste

Cool Collection Of Lenny Face, Text Faces, Keyboard Faces, Kawaii Faces, And Ascii Faces. One Click To Copy And Paste Clipboard And Share On Social Media.

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Arrow Head ⤜ (ⱺ ʖ̯ⱺ) ⤏

Happy ⊂ (◉‿◉)

Ass (‿ | ‿)

Bat / | \ ^ ._. ^ / | \

Bear Flip Table ʕ ノ • ᴥ • ʔ ノ︵ ┻━┻

Cloud ☁

Cup C[_]

Upset (*｀へ´*)

Double Flip ┻━┻ ︵ヽ (`Д´) ﾉ︵ ┻━┻

Email ✉︎

Devil ψ (｀ ∇´) ψ

Owl ◎▼◎

Glasses Lenny (⌐▨_▨)

Facebook (╯ ° □ °) ╯︵ ʞooqǝɔɐɟ

Fuck Off ୧ ༼ ಠ 益 ಠ╭∩╮ ༽

Fuck You ┌П┐ (ಠ_ಠ)

Regular Lenny (͡ ° ͜ʖ ͡ °)

Lenny Fight (ง ͠ ° ͟ʖ ͡ °) ง

So Sorry （ﾉ´д｀）

Flip Lenny (ノ ͡ ° ͜ʖ ͡ ° ノ) ︵ (͜。 ͡ʖ ͜。)

Lenny Gang (͡ ° (͡ ° ͜ʖ (͡ ° ͜ʖ ͡ °) ʖ ͡ °) ͡ °)

Shrug Lenny ¯ \ _ (͡ ° ͜ʖ ͡ °) _ / ¯

Running Disapproval Look ᕕ(ಠ_ಠ)ᕗ

Magic Lenny ╰ (͡ ° ͜ʖ ͡ °) つ ── ☆ *: ・ﾟ

Strong Lenny ᕦ (͡ ° ͜ʖ ͡ °) ᕤ

Lol L (° O ° L)

Happy Suare 【ツ】

Blind Lenny ರ◡ರ

Dead (+_+)

Serious Look (ಠ_ಠ)

Magic Flip (/ ¯◡ ‿ ◡) / ¯ ~ ┻━┻

Sad (͡ ° ʖ̯ ͡ °)

Hide ┬┴┬┴┤ (･ _├┬┴┬┴

Wtf (⊙＿⊙ ')

Kissing (づ￣ ³￣) づ

Happy Look Of Disapproval ಠ⌣ಠ

Lazy _ (: 3 」∠) _

Happy Dog Look (ᵔᴥᵔ)

Love ♥ ‿ ♥

Look ಠ_ಠ

Monster ༼ ༎ ຶ ෴ ༎ ຶ ༽

Sad Donger ヽ ༼ ຈ ʖ̯ ຈ ༽ ﾉ

What (ÒДÓ ױ)

Help \ (° Ω °) /

Five High ._.) / \ (._.

Happy Run ᕕ (ᐛ) ᕗ

Tired /___\

Haha ٩ (^ ‿ ^) ۶

Glasses (⌐ ͡ ■ ͜ʖ ͡ ■)

Ghost ༼ つ ╹ ╹ ༽ つ

Fart (ˆ ⺫ ˆ๑)

Face Plam (-‸ლ)

Support (҂◡_◡) ᕤ

I Don't Know ̄ \ (° _o) / ̄

Duck Face (・ 3 ・)

Don't Care (- ʖ̯-)

Dollar Bill [̲̅ $ ̲̅ (̲̅ιο̲̅̅) ̲̅ $ ̲̅]

Dog (◕ᴥ◕ʋ)

Depressed (︶︹︶)

Dance ᕕ (⌐ ■ _ ■) ᕗ ♪ ♬

Cute (｡ ◕‿‿◕｡ )

Cry (╥_╥)

Tits (. Y.)

Bear Love ʕ ♥ ᴥ ♥ ʔ

Sending Kiss ( ˘ ³˘)♥

Delicious (っ ˆڡˆ ς)

Zombi [¬º- °] ¬

Punch O = ('-' Q)

Really ò_ô

Roll Eyes (◔_◔)

Suicide ε / ̵͇̿̿ / '̿'̿ ̿ (◡︵◡)

Swag (̿▀̿‿ ̿▀̿ ̿)

Tears (ಥ_ಥ)

Angry Cat (^._.^)ﾉ

Tired (= ____ =)

Too Good ᕦ (òᴥó) ᕥ

Whistle (っ ^ з ^) ♪ ♬

Why ლ ('◉◞౪◟◉‵ლ)

Hooray \ (ﾟヮﾟ) /

Yes (• ̀ᴗ • ́) و ̑̑

Meditation ⊹╰ (⌣ʟ⌣) ╯⊹

In Love (っ ́ω'c) ♡

Hug (づ｡ ◕‿‿◕｡ ) づ

Hitting (｀皿 ´)｡ﾐ /

Help \ (° Ω °) /

Good Bye (ʘ‿ʘ) ╯

Cute Look •‿•

Say Hello (´◔ ω◔') ノシ

Gift (´ ・ ω ・) っ由

Fly ─ = ≡Σ (((つ ◕ل͜◕) つ

Flower (✿◠‿◠)

Dj d [-_-] b

Point Flip Table (☞ﾟヮﾟ)☞ ┻━┻

Doubtful Look ಠಿ_ಠ

Disapproving lenny ( ͡ಠ ʖ̯ ͡ಠ)

Wink ( ͡~ ͜ʖ ͡°)

Flexing Muscles ᕙ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)ᕗ

Glasses Of Disapproval (-■_■)

Angry Look (⋟﹏⋞)

Plain Lenny ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°

Sniper ( ´-ω･)︻┻┳══━一

Thumbs Up d-(^.^)z

Doggy V●ᴥ●V

Heart Broken (∿°○°)∿ ︵ ǝʌol

Tasty (๑╹ڡ╹๑)

Kitty Cat ⋟^≏^⋞

Buddies (*^o^)人(^o^*)

Poking (*・)σσ(*゜O゜)

Puppy U＾ェ＾U

Romantic (ɔ˘з˘)ɔ

Bowling ＝( ^o^)ノ___ｏ

Monkey @( o･ω･)@

Mustache ( ￣┏＿┓￣)

Fish ϵ( 'Θ' )϶

Magic Attack (∩｀-´)⊃━☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ

Slapping (；^＿^)ッ☆(　゜o゜)

Teddy Bear ⊂(◜ᴥ◝)つ

Anger ლ(ಠ益ಠ)ლ

Scratching

Unimpressed （￣～￣）

Smoking y(^ o^)y~~

Hugging (>^_^)>

Muscular Person ᕦ❍ᴗ❍ᕤ

Oh No L(´□｀L)

Shocked ⊙▂⊙

Painful (>_

Clown ⫷ °⧭° ⫸

Scheming ಠᴗಠ

Hiding |д･)

Surrender (ﾉ_ _)ﾉ

Writing ＿〆(。。)

Tried 〠_〠

Joyful (≧∇≦)/

Jelous 8(>_

Unamused (ㆆ_ㆆ)

Punched (。_°)☆

Dreaming (_ _)..ooOO

Shooting (ﾟ皿ﾟ)ｒ┏┳－*

Dead Person ✖‿✖

Vampire (*▿▿* ƪ)

Furious (ò_ó)

Rabbit U=･ x ･=U

Embarrassed (#^.^#)

Wait (″･ิ_･ิ)っ

Singing (^o^)

Shy (#^.^#)

Loving Couple (ɔˆ ³(ˆ⌣ˆc)

Robot ¥[*.*]¥

Hopeful o(^^o)(o^^)o

Sick [ ± _ ± ]

Clapping (￣ー￣)//””

Drinking ( -_-)旦~

Fake Smile (ñ_ñ)

Punch （。_°☆＼(- – )

(っˆ ³(ˊ ᵕ ˋก )

(๑╥ ‸ ╥๑)

ᕙ(⩾﹏⩽‶)ᕗ

૮₍⇀‸↼ ⑅ ₎ა

ꜥꜤ૮( ˀ `𓄧´)੭

ଘ(੭≧∇≦)੭

(ꐦ ◣‸◢)

(｡◕‿◕｡)

(μ‿μ)

(´♡‿♡`)

(*♡∀♡)

(/▽＼*)｡o○♡

(♡˙︶˙♡)

♡ (⇀ 3 ↼)

(ﾉ_ヽ)

(っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ

(×_×)

(＋_＋)

凸(⊙▂⊙✖ )

(ᗒᗣᗕ)

(◎︵◎)

(ᐢ • ˕ • ᐢ)

₍ᐢ. ̯.ᐢ₎

(❁ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)

(□_□)/

(っ ̫-)

(›⩊‹)ﾟ

(# >o

☆(*^o^)乂(^-^*)☆

(o | o)

(^ o ^) 丿

(? _?)

\ (◎ o ◎) /!

(^ 0_0 ^)

[̲̅$̲̅(̲̅ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°̲̅)̲̅$̲̅]

((+ _ +))

(+ O +)

(> _

( ﾟｏ⌒)

(ㆆ _ ㆆ)

(ღゝ◡╹)ノ♡

☆⌒ (ゝ。∂) ✧

ヾ(`ヘ´)ﾉ

(ｏ・_・)ノ”(ノ_

(っ˘ڡ˘ς)

ヾ( ￣O￣)ツ

૮( ˀ ་𓄧་)੭

(๑ ' ◡ ' )

(๑ᵔ⤙ᵔ๑)

( ᴗ ̫ ᴗ )

(◡ ω ◡)

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sbnkalny · 1 year

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Aries: ⌐╦╦═─ Taurus: ノ(ಠ_ಠノ) Gemini: 凸(-_-)凸 Cancer: (╯°□°）╯ leo: ♥‿♥ virgo: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ libra: (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ scorpio: (•̀o•́)ง sagittarius: ノ(ಠ_ಠノ) capricorn: ᕙ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ᕗ aquarius: (° ͜ʖ °) Pisces: ⊙﹏⊙

#TEXT #DAY 6 #Aries: ⌐╦╦═─ Taurus: ノ(ಠ_ಠノ) capricorn: ᕙ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ᕗ Aquarius: (° ͜ʖ °) pisces: ⊙﹏⊙

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tinychusnowflake · 3 years

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Mixed Fandoms Incorrect Quotes Part 6

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Philza: *Picking up his phone* What is it, Tommy, I'm kinda busy.

Tommy: Do you think drinking 36 cans of red bull consecutively would make my senses heightened, or would I just die?

Philza:

Philza: I'm on my way.

[i'M oN MY wAy~~~ Sorry, Alan Walker vibes]

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Sapnap: So what happens if someone catches us?

Karl: Then we tell them we're making out.

Sapnap:

Sapnap: Oh. So we're not lying?

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Tommy: You wanna see how hardcore I am?? HUH?

Tommy: *Punches a wall*

Tommy: Take me to the hospital.

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Sultan: *Calling Reagan* Omg, I just crashed into a tree.

Reagan: WHAT???

Reagan: Are you okay??

Reagan: Or should I say....

Reagan: Oaky?

Sultan:

Sultan: *Hangs up*

Reagan: WHY DID YOU 'LEAF' ME ALONE???:(

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Tommy: Girls are hot.

Tommy: Guys are also hot.

Tommy: WHY IS EVERYONE HOT???

Wilbur: Global warming.

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Gavin: *Storms into room* What the fuck- are you guys high?

Stephen: Are we what?

Gavin: High.

Stephen: Hello.

Gavin: Christ- Hosuh, how high are you?

Hosuh: No, it's 'Hi, how are you'

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Kip: *In the mirror* ( ͝° ͜ʖ͡°)ᕤ ᕙ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)ᕗ

ᕙ(͡°‿ ͡°)ᕗ ᕦ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ᕤ ༼ᕗຈل͜ຈ༽ᕗ ᕦ༼✩ل͜✩༽ᕤ

Mira Angel: *Watching* ...wtf?

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Tinychu E-boy: *Talking about his childhood*

Tinychu E-boy: When I was small-

Wilbur: *Snickers*

Wilbur: Was.

(Tinychu E-boy height: 4' 06" , Wilbur Soot height: 6' 05")

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Ranboo: How many fingers am I holding up, Tubbo.

Tubbo: None.

Ranboo: Tubbo, it's five. I'm holding up five fingers.

Tubbo: No, you're holding up your hand, not your fingers.

Ranboo:

Ranboo: Tubbo-

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Dream: Were you dropped on your head as a kid?

Zach: Bold of you to assume I was held.

Dream:

Dream: Jesus Christ-

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Quackity: So, I was thinking the other day-

Wilbur: Did it hurt?

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idk-i-just-really-like-tsc · 3 years

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HELLO

Here to say that i’m also reading TDA ┌(° ͜ʖ͡°)┘

It’s the first time for me though ᕙ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ᕗ

YES YES YES OMG IM EXCITED FOR YOU U WILL LOVE IT (and malecs random appearances!)

don’t look at the maybe spoilers I will post 😵‍💫

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erkescapism · 4 years

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Faces and stuff copy pasta

Classic

:-)

:^)

^_^

(^^)

:,-)

8-)

B-)

o:-)

:-D

}:‑)

;)

;-)

:-*

:-P

:-!

:-$

:‑X

:-|

:-\

:-[

:-(

:'(

(TT)

=_=

>.<

(+_+)

(*_*)

O_o

:-O

=-O

*\0/*

Smiley faces

(•‿•)

(・∀・)

◉‿◉

｡◕‿◕｡

(. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)

(θ‿θ)

ʘ‿ʘ

(✷‿✷)

(◔‿◔)

(◕ᴗ◕✿)

(ʘᴗʘ✿)

(人 •͈ᴗ•͈)

(◍•ᴗ•◍)

( ╹▽╹ )

(≧▽≦)

(☆▽☆)

(✯ᴗ✯)

ಡ ͜ ʖ ಡ

(ㆁωㆁ)

^_________^

<(￣︶￣)>

(*´ω｀*)

( ꈍᴗꈍ)

(✿^‿^)

(◡ ω ◡)

( ´◡‿ゝ◡`)

(｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

(◠‿◕)

(◠‿・)—☆✧

◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧

(人*´∀｀)｡*ﾟ

+(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*.✧

Hugs⊂((・▽・))⊃

(づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ༼

つ ◕‿◕ ༽つ

(づ￣ ³￣)づ

(⊃｡•́‿•̀｡)⊃

ʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっ

(o´･_･)っ

(⊃ • ʖ̫ • )⊃

(つ≧▽≦)つ

(つ✧ω✧)つ

(っ.❛ ᴗ ❛.)っ～

(つˆДˆ)つ

｡☆ლ(´ ❥ `ლ)

⊂(•‿•⊂ )

*.✧⊂(´･◡･⊂ )

∘˚˳°⊂(･ω･*⊂)

⊂(・﹏・⊂)

⊂(・▽・⊂)

⊂(◉‿◉)つ

♡(˃͈ દ ˂͈ ༶ )

╰(*´︶`*)╯

╰(＾3＾)╯

╰(⸝⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝⸝)╯

♡(˃͈ દ ˂͈ ༶ )

ヾ(˙❥˙)ﾉ

＼(^o^)／

ლ(・﹏・ლ)

ლ(◕ω◕ლ)

(/･ω･(-ω-)

(･ω･)つ⊂(･ω･)

( T_T)＼(^-^ )

(･–･)

\(･◡･)/

Love

(●♡∀♡)

(๑♡⌓♡๑)

(｡♡‿♡｡)

(✿ ♡‿♡)

(◍•ᴗ•◍)

❤( ◜‿◝ )

♡(｡･ω･｡)ﾉ♡

(•ө•)♡

(♡ω♡ )

~♪꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱

˖♡♡˖

꒰ᵕ༚ᵕ⑅꒱♡

(ӦｖӦ｡)

ෆ╹ .̮ ╹ෆ

(´∩｡• ᵕ •｡∩`)

♡(> ਊ <)♡

♥╣[-_-]╠♥

(灬º‿º灬)

♡(｡・//ε//・｡)

(〃ﾟ3ﾟ〃)

(´ε｀ )

( ˘ ³˘)♥

(~￣³￣)~

(◕દ◕)

(ʃƪ＾3＾）

(*＾3＾)/～♡

(っ˘з(˘⌣˘ )

(●’3)♡(ε`●)

(๑˙❥˙๑)

(/^-^(^ ^*)/

( ˶ ❛ ꁞ ❛ ˶ )

(*˘︶˘*).｡*♡

(◍•ᴗ•◍)✧*。

Flex

ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ

ᕙ (° ~͜ʖ~ °) ᕗ

ᕙ( ~ . ~ )ᕗ

ᕙ(ಠ ਊ ಠ)ᕗ

ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ

୧( ˵ ° ~ ° ˵ )୨

ᕙ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)ᕗ

ᕙ༼◕ ᴥ ◕༽ᕗ

ᕙ(＠°▽°＠)ᕗ

ᕙ( ͡◉ ͜ ʖ ͡◉)ᕗ

ᕙ( : ˘ ∧ ˘ : )ᕗ

ᕙ(☉ਊ☉)ᕗ

ᕦ(ಠ_ಠ)ᕤ

୧| ͡ᵔ ﹏ ͡ᵔ |୨

ᕙ(͡°‿ ͡°)ᕗ

ᕦʕ •ᴥ•ʔᕤ

ᕙ( • ‿ • )ᕗ

୧(＾〰＾)୨

ᕙ[･۝･]ᕗ

୧( ಠ Д ಠ )୨

ᕦ[ ◑ □ ◑ ]ᕤ

ᕙ (° ~ ° ~)

ᕦ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ᕤ

ᕦᶘ ᵒ㉨ᵒᶅᕤ

୧(﹒︠ᴗ﹒︡)୨

ᕙ( ¤ 〰 ¤ )ᕗ

ᕦ( ⊡ 益 ⊡ )ᕤ

ᕦ⊙෴⊙ᕤ

ᕦ༼ ~ •́ ₒ •̀ ~ ༽ᕤ

( ͝° ͜ʖ͡°)ᕤ༼

ᕗຈل͜ຈ༽ᕗ

ᕦ༼✩ل͜✩༽ᕤ

Animals

V●ᴥ●VU^ｪ^U ▼・ᴥ・▼( ͡°ᴥ ͡° ʋ)U ´꓃ ` U◖⚆ᴥ⚆◗(◠ᴥ◕ʋ)/ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ(=^･ｪ･^=)(=｀ェ´=)(￣(ｴ)￣)ﾉ(*￣(ｴ)￣*)(≧(ｴ)≦ )(´(ｪ)｀）(・(ｪ)・）ʕ º ᴥ ºʔ(✪㉨✪)ʕ·ᴥ·ʔ(◕ᴥ◕)ʕ ꈍᴥꈍʔ(ᵔᴥᵔ)ʕ´•ᴥ•`ʔᏊ˘ ꈊ ˘ Ꮚ(´・(oo)・｀)くコ:彡(^._.^)ﾉ-ᄒᴥᄒ-～>`)～～～/╲/\╭(•‿•)╮/\╱\…ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ

Shocked

(･o･;) (☉｡☉)!ヽ(｡◕o◕｡)ﾉ.(ﾉ*0*)ﾉ(ﾉﾟ0ﾟ)ﾉ~(⑉⊙ȏ⊙)(｡☬０☬｡)(✿☉｡☉)(・o・)(゜o゜;w(°ｏ°)w(@_@)ヽ((◎д◎))ゝ＼(°o°)／＼(◎o◎)／ヽ༼⁰o⁰；༽ノლ(^o^ლ)(ʘᗩʘ’)(´⊙ω⊙`)！(>0<；)ヾ(*’Ｏ’*)/✧\(>o<)ﾉ✧⋋✿ ⁰ o ⁰ ✿⋌щ(゜ロ゜щ)(ﾟοﾟ人))⊙.☉(‘◉⌓◉’)(((;ꏿ_ꏿ;)))༼⁰o⁰；༽⁄(⁄ ⁄•⁄-⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄(●__●)(╬⁽⁽ ⁰ ⁾⁾ Д ⁽⁽ ⁰ ⁾⁾)

Lil Dancy dance

♪～(´ε｀ )(＾3＾♪┌(・。・)┘♪♪ヽ(･ˇ∀ˇ･ゞ)⁽⁽◝( •௰• )◜⁾⁾₍₍◞( •௰• )◟₎₎⁽⁽ଘ( ˊᵕˋ )ଓ⁾⁾₍₍ ◝(　ﾟ∀ ﾟ )◟ ⁾⁾\(ϋ)/♩♪┌|∵|┘♪ └|∵|┐♪♪ \(^ω^\ )( /^ω^)/♪♪(＾∇＾)ﾉ♪ヾ( ͝° ͜ʖ͡°)ノ♪\(๑╹◡╹๑)ﾉ♬└( ＾ω＾)」┌|o^▽^o|┘♪┏(＾0＾)┛┌(★ｏ☆)┘(*ﾉ・ω・)ﾉ♫(｢`･ω･)｢♪(┌・。・)┌ヘ(￣ω￣ヘ)ƪ(‾.‾“)┐(｢`･ω･)｢♪(┌・。・)┌ヘ(￣ω￣ヘ)ƪ(‾.‾“)┐ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ(ノ^_^)ノ＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)ヽ(*ﾟｰﾟ*)ﾉヾ(･ω･*)ﾉ(~‾▿‾)~〜(꒪꒳꒪)〜

Shrug

¯\_(ツ)_/¯┐( ∵ )┌¯\(◉‿◉)/¯乁[ ◕ ᴥ ◕ ]ㄏ┐(´ー｀)┌¯\_( ͠° ͟ʖ °͠ )_/¯┐(￣ヘ￣)┌乁ʕ •̀ ۝ •́ ʔㄏ¯\_༼ •́ ͜ʖ •̀ ༽_/¯¯\_( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)_/¯¯\(°_o)/¯¯\_༼ᴼل͜ᴼ༽_/¯╮(. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)╭乁༼☯‿☯✿༽ㄏ¯\_ʘ‿ʘ_/¯¯\_༼ ಥ ‿ ಥ ༽_/¯乁[ᓀ˵▾˵ᓂ]ㄏ┐(´(エ)｀)┌╮(╯_╰)╭¯\_(⊙_ʖ⊙)_/¯乁( •_• )ㄏ乁| ･〰･ |ㄏ┐(´д`)┌乁( . ര ʖ̯ ര . )ㄏ¯\_〳 •̀ o •́ 〵_/¯¯\_(☯෴☯)_/¯╮(＾▽＾)╭┐( ˘_˘)┌乁( ⁰͡ Ĺ̯ ⁰͡ ) ㄏ┐(‘～`;)┌乁 ˘ o ˘ ㄏ乁║ ˙ 益 ˙ ║ㄏ

Table flipping

(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻(ノ｀Д´)ノ彡┻━┻(┛◉Д◉)┛彡┻━┻(ﾉ≧∇≦)ﾉﾐ ┻━┻(ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻(╯ರ ~ ರ)╯︵ ┻━┻(┛ಸ_ಸ)┛彡┻━┻(ﾉ´･ω･)ﾉﾐ ┻━┻(ノಥ,_｣ಥ)ノ彡┻━┻(┛✧Д✧))┛彡┻━┻┻┻︵¯\(ツ)/¯︵┻┻┻┻︵ヽ(`Д´)ﾉ︵┻┻(/¯◡ ‿ ◡)/¯ ~ ┻━┻(ノ｀⌒´)ノ┫：・┻┻(ﾉ°_o)ﾉ⌒┫ ┻ ┣ ┳┻━┻ミ＼(≧ﾛ≦＼)┻━┻︵└(՞▽՞ └)┻━┻︵└(´_｀└)┻━┻ ヘ╰( •̀ε•́ ╰)─=≡Σ(╯°□°)╯︵┻┻(ノ•̀ o •́ )ノ ~ ┻━┻(-_- )ﾉ⌒┫ ┻ ┣ ┳(ノ￣皿￣)ノ ⌒== ┫(┛❍ᴥ❍)┛彡┻━┻(ノT＿T)ノ＾┻━┻ʕノ•ᴥ•ʔノ︵ ┻━┻┬─┬ノ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°ノ)┬─┬ノ(ಠ_ಠノ)┬─┬ノ( º _ ºノ)┬──┬◡ﾉ(° -°ﾉ)(ヘ･_･)ヘ┳━┳┬──┬ ¯\_(ツ)

Disapproval

ಠ_ಠ

ಠಗಠಠ◡ಠಠ益ಠಠ_ʖಠಠ,_｣ಠಠ∀ಠಠᴥಠಠ︵ಠಠωಠಠ﹏ಠʕಠ_ಠʔಠ ೧ ಠಠ ͜ʖ ಠಠ‿ಠಠ益ಠಠᴥಠʕಠ_ಠʔΣ(ಠ_ಠ)(ಠ_ಠ)>⌐■-■(⌐■-■)[̲̅$̲̅(̲̅ ͡ಠ_ಠ)̲̅$̲̅]ಠ ل͟ ಠ(ノಠ益ಠ)ノರ╭╮ರತ_ʖತಠಿ_ಠಿ(눈‸눈)(ಠ_ಠ)━☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ¯\_ಠ_ಠ_/¯(ب_ب)ಠಿ_ಠಠಿヮಠತ_ತರ_ರ

Tears

•́ ‿ ,•̀ಥ‿ಥʕ´• ᴥ•̥`ʔ༎ຶ‿༎ຶ( ；∀；)(´；ω；｀)( ･ั﹏･ั)(╯︵╰,)Ó╭╮Ò(っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ( ･ั﹏･ั)(｡ŏ﹏ŏ)(๑´•.̫ • `๑)(´ . .̫ . `)(｡•́��•̀｡)(｡ﾉω＼｡)ಥ╭╮ಥ(ᗒᗩᗕ)( ≧Д≦).·´¯`(>▂<)´¯`·.( ⚈̥̥̥̥̥́⌢⚈̥̥̥̥̥̀)ಥ_ಥ(´;︵;`)༼;´༎ຶ ۝ ༎ຶ༽｡:ﾟ(;´∩`;)ﾟ:｡(༎ຶ ෴ ༎ຶ)( ꈨຶ ˙̫̮ ꈨຶ )(〒﹏〒)(个_个)(╥﹏╥)(-̩̩̩-̩̩̩-̩̩̩-̩̩̩-̩̩̩___-̩̩̩-̩̩̩-̩̩̩-̩̩̩-̩̩̩)(´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)

Panick

(๑•﹏•)ヘ（。□°）ヘ(*﹏*;)(• ▽ •;)(;;;・_・)(٥↼_↼)(-_-メ)(~_~;)⊙﹏⊙(⊙_◎)(＠_＠;)(˘･_･˘)(・–・;)ゞ(ー_ー゛)(-_-;)・・・(ʘ言ʘ╬)╏ ” ⊚ ͟ʖ ⊚ ” ╏ミ●﹏☉ミ(ꏿ﹏ꏿ;)(*・～・*)(^～^;)ゞ(─.─||）(´-﹏-`；)(^_^メ)(╬☉д⊙)⊰⊹ฺ(●´⌓`●)(;ŏ﹏ŏ)(・_・;)(￣ヘ￣;)(-_-;)(~_~メ)(；^ω^）

Pointing

┗(•ˇ_ˇ•)―→→(° ۝ °)┗(☞ ಠ_ಠ)☞(☞ﾟ∀ﾟ)☞☞￣ᴥ￣☞⟵(๑¯◡¯๑)ԅ( ͒ ۝ ͒ )ᕤ☜ (↼_↼)｡.ﾟ+ ⟵(｡･ω･)→_→←_←⟵(o_O) ←(>▽<)ﾉ(´⊙ω⊙`)→〈(•ˇ‿ˇ•)-→←(*꒪ヮ꒪*)(☞^o^) ☞(╭☞•́⍛•̀)╭☞(?・・)σ(☉｡☉)!→(ﾉﾟ0ﾟ)ﾉ→(☞ﾟヮﾟ)☞(☞ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)☞´◔‿ゝ◔`)━☞( ՞ਊ ՞）→(　･ω･)☞(*❛‿❛)→╰( ･ ᗜ ･ )➝(✧Д✧)→(｡◕‿◕｡)➜<(￣︶￣)↗*･゜ﾟ(^O^)↝

Lost

I I -i

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