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[mobageheroine]

Nanashino Mei - 七篠 メイ

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[random-vision-vr]

Part two of the previous character post, 10 minutes later…

SMG3 has entered the ask-it basket!

Sometimes all you need is a memory. (I haven’t drawn three, like ever. I promise his design will get better when I draw him more, I swear-)

[kelssecretaccount]

i made a simply plural!!! im not really 100% sure how to use it but while i was racking my brain trying to figure out how many confirmed parts there are i figured out the name of a previously unnamed part i think

[jessaerys]

u guys are so annoying. look at my cat

[regina-cordium]

Guy just walked in with a shirt that said “I don’t question my wife’s choices because I’m one of them” and frankly I’m obsessed

[teaboot]

As someone who grew up with "I'm not going to praise you for doing what's expected of you; that's not being good, that's doing the bare minimum" I want to encourage you to celebrate every little thing you can. Everything that takes energy and effort should be appreciated and you're allowed to be happy about trying.

[oflights]

the main problem with this time of year is the irresistible urge to get fully into bed at like 5:34 pm and outside is like yesss, yesss do it, it's what you deserve yesss. like is it depression or is it just november

[chronicallydragons]

anyone else ever wish they could lie down harder? Like, I'm already horizontal, but I need more horizontal. I need to be absorbed by the floor. I think that would fix me

[stedesparasol]

do you ever read a take so bad you can't even be mad about it you're just like... ohhhhhh they must be stupid </3 so sad for them

[rockman-x]

@morbid-dreamzz

Hello followers

[kaatokunart]

Sketch and final!

[nenan]

Jøshua Zerø photographed by Nicole Ngai

[pangur-and-grim]

[blush-and-books]

Yes Joe Biden dropped out and you still need to vote blue. Hope this helps

[superhoeva]

you nudge soap one night, and he turns to you with sleepy eyes.

“s’wrong, bonnie?”

you tell him it’s nothing. you just wanted to see if he wanted a midnight snack. the man is perking up before you can explain what you meant, smiling brightly and ripping the blanket off the both of you. ignoring your sputters, soap is in between your legs in record time, only having enough patience to pull the cotton to the side before dipping his tongue straight against your clit.

“fu-johnny, i meant food. actual food…” you trail off with a gasp, hurrying to grab at his hair, the suckle of his lips force a shiver through your legs.

“fuck yer food,” he smacks, spitting on your hole, and diving back in. “got the perfect meal right here…”

(gaz's version here!)