Would It Be Possible To Make Boom Whackers Out Of Bones If You Hollowed Then Out

i’m gonna lose my fucking mind.

my bisexual ass is having a heart attack are you fucking kidding me. get this shit off my screen right now before i combust.

this edit sent chills up my coochie no joke

(not mine)

Bad Day || M.S. x reader

a/n: ofccc bby !! i luv this ideaaaa !!

warnings: SMUT!, oral (m! receiving), deepthroating, gagging

i aint your ma so i cant tell u what u can and cant read soooo….

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

i woke up after a restless night, pulling my comforter off of my body, i stood up out of bed and walked over to the mirror. i looked terrible…

i sighed and went downstairs to make breakfast for myself as matt wasn’t home this morning.

i pulled a pan and ingredients out of my cabinets and began making pancakes, pouring the batter into the pan and flipping every so often. i realized i had to go to the bathroom. i walked to the bathroom and handled my business, then heard the smoke alarm going off.

great, just great!

I threw the burnt pancakes away and went back upstairs to get ready for work. i peeled my clothes off before stepping into the shower. i reached for my favorite shampoo then saw i was out. i sighed and finished my shower quickly as i was already running late.

i got dressed and went to work. my boss was nagging on me to finish my rough drafts, but i zoned out, all i heard was “blah blah blah”

my alarm went off, signaling it was time to clock out, and i rushed home to matt waiting for me. he immediately sensed i was upset and tried to get me to talk about it. i refused but ended up just spilling about everything that happened.

“im so sorry, ma, i wish i could make things better for you. trust me, if i could take that burden off your shoulders i would.” he spoke while rubbing my back and tracing shapes on it.

“you’re to good to me baby. i dont know where i would be without you.” i smiled.

“you know… i can think of a way to repay you.” i smirked while kneeling down to his waist level.

“is this okay?” i asked. he nodded fastly. i teasingly tugged at the zipper to his jeans, unbuttoning them slowly. i palmed him through his boxers before pulling his dick out, it sprang up to his happy trail before i took it in my hand.

i kitten-licked at his tip while jerking him slowly, moving my hand up and down. i then took him fully into my mouth

his veiny hands tangled into my hair, tugging lightly. i moaned at the tingling feeling, sending vibrations up his dick. he groaned loudly, pulling even harder at my hair. with that, i took him further into my mouth, deepthroating him, but he was so big, i couldnt help but gag.

the sensation of my throat clenching around him sent him groaning and whimpering above me. “fuckkk, pretty girl, im gonna cum!” he shouted before hot ropes of cum shot onto my tongue, down my throat,

i pulled off of him with a pop. sticking my tongue out, showing him his cum on my tongue, looking up at him with doe eyes.

“so pretty, did so good for me.” he said while closing my mouth, signaling to swallow.

he pulled me up from off my knees, giving me a kiss, before taking me to the couch. he pulled me into his arms as he turned on my favorite show. “i love you matt” i spoke softly

“i love you too, baby” he responded.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

a/n: lowk dk abt this buttt… anywaysss ! i luv yalll and tysm anon for the idea ! <3

a/n pt 2 : sooo… no head..?

I really like winnie the pooh, Can you draw winnie the pooh pleaseeeeee

Cuz this is giving….

two mins and a hairtie is all i need 🤷‍♀️

(yall i swear im a matt girl 😔)

NO HOMO

Since you asked so kindly, I'd request for Leon Kennedy x reader where he's acting as a brotherly or fatherly figure to her

Bit SFW for today... Might come back later to ask for something NSFW

father figure || leon kennedy x reader fic

title credits to: @craig-thespaceman for the name because i couldnt come up with one lol

warnings: angst kinda, daddy issues if u squint, kissing, making out, slight suggestive content ! | what you read isnt my responsibility

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you were sitting around, fidgeting with your fingers. leon walked in and sat beside you. ‘hey kid, what are you up to?’. you then went on to tell him about the bad day you were having.

he listened to you , nodded, and gave you an understanding smile. ‘i get it kiddo, i was there once too, you’ll make it through’ he said.

he pulled you in for a hug, squeezing slightly, although he couldn’t really control it.

‘hey y/n, i have something i think could help you feel better.’ he said, before turning your head to him with his thumb and finger. he pulled you close and pressed a kiss against your lips.

‘was that okay’ he asked you, you nodded. ‘good. that means i can do this’ he said pulling you in for another kiss. this time though, you leaned in desperately, wanting more.

his lips felt so plush and soft under yours. you ran your hands through his blond hair. he guided your lips, hands on your shoulders.

you pulled away for a second to catch your breath. while doing so you couldn’t help but look at his pink, swollen from kissing lips. they looked so beautiful. you looked up to his eyes. they were glossy and looking at you intensely.

you kissed him again, deeply. his hands trailing down from your stomach to your thighs. his hands neared a little to close to your core. this continued until ada walked in. ‘EW! GROSS!’

‘moment ruined’ leon said, making you let out a breathy laugh. ‘i hope to continue this later’ he said, walking off with a smirk.

god, hes pretty, you thought to yourself.

If I can recommend you do 1 low-effort thing for the love of God it is this:

Keep 5 cards in your pocket. One will say "yes", the second will say "no."

If you lose your voice, or lose speech, or want to make a dramatic embellishment at the right time, it is an elegant and efficient solution that is right there at hand.

But what if people question you from there? "Why do you have that card? Why would you do this? How long have you had that in your pocket?" For this, or whatever else they say, the third card: "I don't have a card for that."

"What the fuck," they ask. They laugh. They are bemused. You bring the energy back down with the fourth card: "I have laryngitis. I've lost speech. My throat hurts". Whatever you expect to occur.

The joke is over. Rule of threes. Now they are curious. YThey wonder about logistics. "How did you know I would say that? Is everyone so predictable?"

As a three-part bit, nobody ever sees the fifth card coming.

"I have powerful wizard magics."

Gets them every time

sorry for liking when women got blood all over em but i'm a feminist