#train dividers

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[neytui]

I never guessed how close you were to me 🧚‍♀️❄

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[cutecowthing]

I couldn't help but shiver as Master's hand kneaded my tits. They had grown so big these past few days... and so heavy... Instinctively I leaned backwards into his body, letting his arms envelop me. A little whimper escaped my lips. He chuckled slightly, and his warm breath on my neck made my knees weak.

"Look at you," he said sweetly. "So needy already, aren't you? Yes you are. Just sooooo needy."

"Sooooo needy." I repeated dreamily, without thinking. My breasts felt so full. The pressure was all I could think about. Any brain power I might have had before was leaking out through my nipples. Drawing out the "o" sound made me squirm.

"Why don't you moooooooo for me?"

[love-me-satoru]

thinking about eren yeager

thinking about being an absolute bitch to him so he decided the best punishment for this attitude is to make you ride him nice and slow until he came deep inside you.

“mama you gotta slow down, you goin too fast”

“but daddy.. it’s not fair”

“you should of thought about that before you decided to be mean baby”

“but i wanna cum daddy!”

“and i don’t care take your punishment ma”

you tried to pick up the pace but his big hands held firm on your waist slowly rising you up and down on his cock. you couldn’t take it anymore it felt like pure torture .

“ren please.. i’ll be good.. i just wanna cum”

there’s a sharp smack to your ass. he smirks at you and just starts railing.

“so.. fucking.. spoiled.. can’t even take a punishment when deserved”

“wanna cum daddy..”

“cum mama i’m right behind you”

okay i really made this shit look like cosmo and wanda showed up 😂😂

love eren tho ❤️

[grungenglam]

🚂 ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ Train Themed Dividers

[pixelacademia]

[avocado-writing]

Fluff, and a LOT of grovelling.

GN!Reader x Tangerine

Tagging: @honestlywtfisgoingon​ @white-wolf-buckaroo @felhomaly @sinfulrefugy @venusthepirate @lunarpansexual @wanderedaway​​ @georgiee-riviere @mushywutty​​ (thank u bullet-train-2022 for the gif!)

Traffic in London is always bad. A queue on any road is a given. Tangerine is mostly used to it, and prepares things to keep himself entertained in snail’s-pace journeys. Audiobooks and that.

But tonight, with you sitting in cold fury in the passenger seat, he fucking wishes he were driving anywhere else. Each moment of this is torture. The worst torture, and he’s been waterboarded before.

He risks a glance over to you. You haven’t moved. Your arms are still tightly folded across your chest, hands digging into your biceps. You’re wearing a dark blue dress shirt buttoned down just far enough to be suggestive but not immodest. The black trousers you’ve paired with it are fitted and make your arse look amazing. And you know that. 

The perfect date outfit for what was meant to be the perfect date.

“I - ” Tangerine begins, but you silence him with a single raised hand.

“I have one rule, don’t I, T? Just one rule for when we go on dates,” you state. You won’t even look over at him, instead staring fixedly out at the street. “And what is that one rule?”

Tangerine drums his fingers on the wheel. Sighs.

“Don’t kill anyone.”

“Don’t kill anyone!” you agree, now throwing your hands in the air for dramatic effect, “Not even ‘don’t fight anyone’, because I know you can’t always promise that with your job. But T, come on. Three people.”

Yeah. He can’t argue with that. 

The evening had been going so well, too. It had been your first date night for months. He’d taken you to your favourite museum earlier, then to a show. You’d practically lit up the room with how big your smile was. Then tonight you were meant to sit down and have a lovely candlelit dinner in a restaurant he’d had to wait months to get a reservation at. 

Appetisers came out fine. Things were going well. Then someone tried to stab him on his way to the loos.

‘Course he couldn’t let that stand, especially when he’d noticed the bloke was one of the leftover cartel members from his last job. The attacker had tried to leg it, Tangerine had pursued, and he’d ended up in a fight with three of them that had left them all dead in the restaurant kitchen.

He’d had a sinking feeling in his stomach as he dialled clean-up. The two of you had needed to leg it out of the building, and now… this. The silence.

Any other day he might argue with you. Say that of course he couldn’t risk the man getting away, he needed to make sure the whole situation was dealt with. But honestly, he probably could have tracked the fucker down with Lemon tomorrow. He was just being greedy.

He pulls into the driveway of your home. Without uttering a single word, you undo your seatbelt, hop out of the car, and open the front door. 

He hates this. Feels like he’s being told off by a teacher. Also feels like he deserves it.

Tangerine sighs, leans his head back against the driver’s seat headrest.

Alright. Time for a totally different sort of clean up operation.

You wake up the next morning to the smell of pancakes.

You shift in your bed, find Tangerine’s side empty. Blearily you sit yourself up and take in the scene.

Music is playing. The radio station you like to listen to, but Tangerine finds annoying because the hosts get on his tits. On the bedside table next to you is a quite frankly arrogantly large bouquet of your favourite flowers, carefully arranged in the only vase you own.

Despite yesterday you find yourself smiling. The anger you were holding onto begins to evaporate from your body. It disappears completely when Tangerine walks into the room holding a tray with breakfast on it.

“You’ve been working hard,” you say, chuckling. Tangerine lays the tray on your lap. Pancakes, tea, orange juice. Oh god, the bloody bastard can be so romantic when he wants to be.

“Wanted to apologise for fucking up yesterday.”

You reach out to hold his face in your hands. Tangerine is very rarely humble, but also knows when he’s been out of line. 

“Sorry for being a twat,” he sighs. He takes your hand in his, presses a kiss into your palm. His moustache tickles and you caress his lips with your thumb.

“I’m sure I can think of a way for you to make it up to me,” you say, and your mind is already brimming with possibilities.

[cafeinadegato]

⋆៶៶ . ۟ ✩° 𝒩 ˳˳˳

[pasiphile]

*grabs your face * listen to me. Listen. Any personality model that divides people into distinct, easily definable types is objectively bad and wrong.

[cepheusgalaxy]

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Not always tho

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train dividers masterlist

[nepeta-irl]

Proper intro 🔥

Uh so hi, I'm April i go by she/her, I'm a straight ally, I have Anxiety and ADHD, i'm a Eddsworld artist, i'm scene and i hyperfixate of Eddsworld, The Used and Happy Tee Friends but i also REALLY like Edd, Nutty, Dick Figures, ASDFmovie, flash animation, Family Guy, Bludgeoning Angle Dokuro Chan, 2000s/2010s stuff, choclate and Tally Hall.

I'm on almost every site so just search up "Ballsgaming", "Extreme ketchtchup cheeseburger", "Nepeta-irl" or "Nepeta-Yowie" and you'll probably find my acc. (Not all of my accounts are on my straw page)

And here's my straw! And some stuff i found below.

[magpieddd]

Hi there name's Grimm, I'm an italian artist & tired college student, welcome to my page.

Recently changed my username from miki-08 to magpieddd/barnowled

My art tag, my posts tag and my toh oc’s tag

link to the google docs about my toh AU (backup AU)

Other accounts:

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[moonpaw]

ough i do wonder who vegapunk called

[the-lord-of-the-things]

You’ve done this before

Micky doesn’t remember receiving it, but his medical training often instinctively kicks in during emergencies and causes him to get uncharacteristically serious and focused

Its one of the rare moments after getting shot where he’s more Michael than Micky