I WANT HIM

YOU PLAY WIT YOURSELF 🥺🙏

@oreosplease @nonotthebasement @xxcha0t1c-racc00nxx

Twirling my 6ft long toe nail hair with my 000000000.01 cm long finger my 1cm legs shook wit pleasure.

(These are what ur feet look like, imagine them with longer toe nail hair)

There was always something about playing with my tow nail hair that filled my SMALL CUTE AND PETITE body with so much pleasure that I would just cum on the spot🥺🥺🥺

Jeffy Weffy wouldn't like me doing this, he says only he can play with my CUTE toe nail hair but I can't help but want to play with it. Even if I cum to many times.

Right now I b ok my 10th orgasm already and my CUTE AND PERFECT little voice fills Jeff's dirty, disgusting room that is nothing like me. I am perfect after all.

Idk when he will come back and right now as I twerl my blonde toe nail hair that comes out from underneath my toe nails, I could care less. It's long like I'm playing with my booty hair or anything. That is completely off limits for Jeffy Weffy.

Suddenly the door bursts open and their is Jeffy Weffy in his full pale Glory.

His crusty musty hair fell behind his skinny shoulders that be looking like they on life support, his blood drained white hoodie is dripping with blood as usual and his black skinny jeans are looking as musty as ever. Hi red, crusty lips are dripping their skin flakes onto the floor not like that's unusual for him, they always be doing that and his BEAUTIFUL DARK BLUE SPARKLING EYES are filled with some anger as he bite his crusty lips, getting some more flakes onto the ground as they were already in a 5 ft pile on the floor.

Stompinh over to me with his big man feet he glared down on my skinny and perfect 2'1 form, my big breasts were at least 2fr long were seating in my back hoodie bc I hates myself so much, my big fat juicy ass underneath me making the clapping sound that it always makes as my skinny stomach and small waist make me basically perfect.

Looking up at him with my PERFECT blue eyes in fear j shiver at the feeling of his lip crust pouring into my small form.

"Baby growl, were you playing with your lovely toe nail hair wit out me? "

His deep, sexy voice made me cum on the spot before I answered in my high pitched femine voice.

"Y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-yes m-m-m-m-m-m-my c-c-c-c-c-c-c-c-c-crust d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-daddy"

Smirking down at me 1 ft of crusty covered my small and CUTE form as I twerles my toe nail hair in my finger before he grabbed it with his big man hand that was 1000000000x bigger than mine and softly threw it back at me, making me fall over and moan in my CUTE voice before he responded

"Loo like u finna ge punnish"

Part two????? 🥺🙏

Wanna kiss 😍

🤔🤔maybe

I love this<3

Check out the notes on "Does Belphie smoke weed?"

Could you do an imagine of Mammon finding out about MC & Belphie?

Maybe with a lil' fluff?

Of course! (p.s. theladyofterror is my main blog, this is a sideblog!)

Mammon finding out about Mc and Belphie smoking weed:

Mammon was looking for Mc, they weren’t in their room, so the hunt began. He’d just come up with a new way to earn money, and he needed his human to be his partner in it! He might even split some of the profit with them!

But first he had to find them...

He knew MC had been hanging out with Belphie, so he checked Beel and Belphie’s room, but nobody was there, so that left the attic. He didn’t even get halfway up the stairs before he recognized the smell of, what he thought was, one of his failed attempts at profit. He hurried up to find both of them, Mc taking a hit and Belphie coughing on his.

“Hey, what’s goin’ on in here?! Where’d ya get that?!” Mammon spoke, strutting in like he wasn’t just looking for Mc. “Is that my Devil’s Lettuce?! Did ya take it from my room?!” He accused them, only for Mc to look at him funny.

“I got this from the human realm, it’s weed, and it’s damn good.” Mc said, now taking another hit as Belphie agreed with a hum.

“Ya mean humans have been profitin’ offa my creation?! That ain’t fair!” He slumped his shoulders and sighed, “I should be gettin’ somethin’ outa this!”

“There’s no way you made weed, Mammon...” Belphie spoke up, but was hushed by Mc. “I mean, if you did make it, you should prove it and make us some more. We’re almost out.” Belphie gestured to Mc’s bag, that had only an ounce or two left. Mc made a sound in agreement.

“If you do, I’ll even pay you for it. Better yet, if it’s better than this, I’ll only go to you for it.” Mc said, gesturing to Mammon with their bong in hand. Mammon lit up at the idea, and he put his hands on his hips.

“HAH! You’re lucky to have The GREAT Mammon here! I’m gonna make the BEST Devil’s Lettuce you’ve EVER had!” He nearly shouted the words, “AND it’ll smell better!”

“You’re the best, Mammon!” Mc said, and Mammon ran out of the room with a smile plastered on his face. He had work to do, a brother to prove wrong, and his human to make proud!

I find it hilarious how fucking DEVASTATED BoTw Link is about losing a Mario kart race.

Thousands of people died during the calamity including your best friends and it’s your job to fix what’s left.

You got 7th place in Mario Kart.

My oven has given up and is just giving me bullshit times

What about head cannons for what type of cars the brothers/side characters would drive?

THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST

(I DONT KNOW MUCH ABOUT CARS SO ILL TRY MY BEST TO MAKE THIS AS ACCURATE AS POSSIBLE)

This is part 1, I’ll do part 2 (the side characters) later

Pt.1-type of cars that the brothers would drive :>

Lucifer:

I feel like he would drive a 2022 black Dodge Charger

Why? You may ask. I have no idea I just get a feeling

Kidding, I feel like he can get around pretty fast and if there was a car the screamed ‘dominate’ that would be the car

He doesn’t drive it a lot since he works from home and the only places he usually goes is to RAD and the Lords castle.

He used to have a 2016 which looked pretty similar but Mammon convinced him to change it up so he looked more ‘modern’

“Heyyyyyy Luciferrrrr,” Mammon lazily said as he tried to catch up to Lucifer, they were walking to RAD and Mammon had noticed Lucifer’s car. Lucifer turned towards Mammon unimpressed thinking that he was gonna ask for his credit card back and was now ready to say no to him again for the 1000th time. “You should really change your car, 2016 was soooooo long ago.” Mammon said exaggerating the ‘so’ to make his point that 2016 had pasted a pretty long time ago. Lucifer raised his eyebrows taken by surprised that mammon didn’t ask him for the credit card, he looked forward again and throughout the school day he really thought about it. ‘There’s nothing wrong with my car? Why should I change it? It’s just a car I don’t even use it…Maybe MC will like it..hm maybe’ And as you know but the end of the day he ended up getting a new car. That night he invite MC for a drive around his favorite parts of the devildom.

Mammon:

MY FAVORITE BOY

Ok, from the looks of it he seems to have a 1969 Ford Mustang in his room

For me it seems that he like classical cars, no other reason than that in the human realm they are pretty valuable(money wise)

He pretty much drives a similar one since the one he has in his room is for ‘exhibit’

So what I’ve come to think is that he drives a 1955 chevy bel air

I know it’s way off from the 1969 Ford Mustang in his room but whenever I think about Mammon driving a car, that’s the car I imagine he drives.

“Yo yo yo! MC lets go drive around the devildom! I’ll even get us food, my treat!” Mammon grinned as he jiggled the keys to his car. MC smiled at him as they walked towards Mammon and followed him to his car. They both got on and drove around, stopped to get food, and hang around.

Leviathan:

THIS MAN DOESNT DRIVE

But for the sake of this head canon I’m gonna say 2021 chevrolet corvette

It seems super modern and easy to drive?

☹️that’s all I can think of

Oh but don’t forget the anime stickers all over

“H-hey MC, if you ever need to go somewhere…you can always ask me for a ride.”

Satan:

WOOO SATAN

Ok so like Levi, I feel like he doesn’t drive since He has very few places to go

But if I were to think of one it would probably be 2019 Honda Insight

It’s a pretty regular car, I don’t think he would really care about what kind of car it is

All he care about is that it works so there ya go

Satan had showed his car to MC for the first time, “Oh? It looks..normal?” Satan chuckles at their respond. “Well yes, it does the job of getting me around so I don’t really care how the car looks”

Asmodeus:

THIS GUY, OK HEAR ME OUT

A pink limousine

This man can’t drive for shit, so he needs someone to drive for him

Probably gets one of his simps to drive him around with it

“Won’t you be a dear and drive for me?~” Asmo says as he winks at the demon in front of him. The demon of course takes the bate and does as he says.

Beelzebub:

A truck

That’s all

It’s a truck

But if you want me to be specific then a 2021 Ford F-150

Beel is big boy who needs a big veiahle

And a truck is the right thing for him

“Lucifer, I like this one.” Beel tells Lucifer as he puts his hand on the Ford. Lucifer saw that it was big and was pretty much the best for Beel. Lucifer nods as he guides beel to the dealer.

Belphagor:

Beel

Thats all

THIS MAN IS LITERALLY THE AVATAR OF SLOTH HE WILL FALL ASLEEP ON THE ROAD

And he once did

We was driving Lucifer’s old car and feel asleep, he crashed

Lucifer ended up giving him his old car since when he got the new one he didn’t know what to do with the old one

So in conclusion he would drive a 2016 black Dodge Charger

But like I said he crashed it so now they have it in the garage and Beel just takes him everywhere

Belphie yawns and he wakes up from a loud crashing sound, as he opens his eyes he sees his car and someone else’s crashed together. “Huh? What the fuck happened?” Belphie almost gets arrested if it wasn’t for Lucifer go got him out last second. Of course the first born thought it would have been a good punishment but Beel wouldn’t stop begging him.

WOOOOOOOOO I DID IT OO ILL GO PART 2 LATER

DRUNK PROPOSALS !

ft : miya atsumu, keiji akaashi, oikawa tooru

warnings : satirical mentions of dying, pregnancy, fem reader in atsumu's ( im sorry idk how to execute that idea gender neutrally ?? )

note : reader and boys r already in a relationship, this is ab marriage proposals help

MIYA ATSUMU

KEIJI AKAASHI

OIKAWA TOORU

Would you, idk, marry me by any chance? 🤨

Definitely

The Only One

Rick x Reader Fanfiction

Summary : life is strange in the rick and morty universe, as we all know. But things get just that little bit weirder when Rick meets you. Something seems oddly familiar with you, but for once In his life he has no idea why. So he searches from reality to reality to try and see if he had met another version of you, only to realise there where none. You where the only one. That’s when it finally hit him…

This is inspired by a song from Rick and morty that I think is beautiful https://youtu.be/epiOcz3HXNo

I accidentally got carried away and wrote too much, so I will probably just do a part 2 so it’s not to much to read if anyone is interested <3

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Humans are such fragile creatures, always have been and always will be. You knew that, but you refused to surrender down to it. Not wanting to be included In whatever earth had to offer, so you ran away. And not like how a silly fourteen years old runs away from home, Hah… no.

You left the fucking planet, not leaving behind a single trail or speck of dust for someone to follow you with. Your intelligence and ambition was all you needed to carry yourself through life. Travelling the infinite void of space, soon making a name for yourself. For good and for bad. An ordinary person couldnt even dream nor comprehend the things you’ve experienced or seen. And that’s just how you liked it. Being different. It was truly a gift to be intelligent.

And then there was rick, high IQ and normally not happy about it. Seeing his intelligence as a curse. Rick hadn’t seen it all, it was impossible, but he thought he had seen enough to make a valid opinion on life.

It’s pointless.

Such a bitter man with a bitter view on everything, including himself. You see, when you have an overwhelming amount of knowledge weighing down on your mind, you can go two ways. The first being ricks way, not caring about anything since he has seen how big the universe is and doesn’t see a point.

Then there’s your way, feeling blessed to be able to see things that no one else can, and finding a new reason to live every single day.

You two where polar opposites, but also the same. You where both alone in a universe you felt didn’t need you anymore.

The day both of your worlds collided should have been written down in the history books. It was the day both of your beliefs where almost questioned. Wondering whether fate really does exist.

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Out of the many things you have done, you’ve never visited the same place twice. Making everyday an adventure, as much of a cliche as that sounds it’s true. Not only that, but you seem to have people after you almost everywhere. For your intelligence, or for revenge. But there is one particular spot you cannot get enough of. Finding yourself there when you lose yourself.

It’s an isolated planet in the middle of the andromeda galaxy. It’s a newly ‘emerging moon’ as you like to call it. In fact, you pretty much founded this planet, since its a recent creation. This also means there is no intelligent life yet evolved, so it is safe for you to do what you please.

You go there often, to watch the two suns set over its small horizon and the thousands of stars come into view. Giving you time to reflect on your life. To appreciate it, but not to regret anything. The stars are far to beautiful to bring your mind to anything negative. The planet itself seems to project the meaning of peace and tranquillity even without life. Maybe that’s why it’s so comforting.

Your thoughts where leaving your mind, as you held your eyes closed. Feeling the breeze brush through your hair gently. That beautiful, genuine smile found its way to your face without you noticing. You where to lost in the feeling of relaxation.

But that soon came to an end. That euphoric state was snapped out of you when you noticed a bright light coming towards you. Getting bigger and bigger in just seconds. Until it became more clear, it was a spacecraft of some sort. A poorly built one to say the least. You sat and watched, mesmerised, as the flames from the object slowly engulfed it. Burning in the atmosphere. Finally hitting the ground, you shook your head and sighed. Being brought back into reality.

The flames took a second to fade after the ship had crashed. And it was clearer to see, it was the stereotypical UFO. The type you’d see in cheesy ski-fi films. But it had encryptions written in English. Which was very unusual, especially for it to be in this part of the galaxy.

What was even stranger was that it didn’t have even the slightest burn mark to it’s metal. Your vision of it became clearer and clearer the closer you got, slowly creeping past the incredibly green trees towards it. But just before you got too close, a figure fell out of the vehicle. Swearing like a drunken sailor.

This is what really messed with you, it was a human. You gasped quietly, not being able to remember the last time you saw one. A mix of feelings rushed over you; confusion, fear, excitement? You couldn’t help but stare, his unique blue hair bounced as he picked himself up, not even bothering to dust off the dirt on his lab coat.

“Fuck! You fucking piece of shit spacecraft. You’ve really done it this time Rick you fucking…” he didn’t finish his sentence, as he kicked the lump of metal. Screaming at the top of his voice.

“Fuck!”

You caught a small glimpse of his face, and recognised him. But you weren’t sure where from. You had met millions of people over the years so he could really be anyone. But there was something so compelling about his character. Something that felt like you where being pushed towards him. Or pulled, by a red string perhaps. Something that was just telling you to interact with him.

You stayed hidden behind a rather tall tree, still collecting your thoughts and questioning whether you should help him. Rick had slumped himself against the ship, putting his hands to his face and grunting. Pausing his breakdown for a second to take a sip from his flask, then proceeding to carry on.

He stayed like this for a good few minutes, before you had decided to approach him. Your curiosity and questions where burning at the edge of your mind. You just had to investigate. Keeping a hand on your weapon tucked neatly in a pocket behind your back. You slowly walked towards him, not even being able to speak before he noticed you.

A gun had been pulled to you, aiming directly between your eyes

“What do you want? I’m not in the mood so just tell me in advance if I should shoot you or not..” his eyebrows furrowed, looking at the hand tucked behind your back.

You rolled your eyes, putting your hands up in surrender. Just how you remembered humans to be. Aggressive and impulsive.

“Calm down, I saw your ship crash. Thought you where in need of some assistance. And put that gun down, god…” to your surprise, he did. With a loud grunt he put his gun back into his pocket and turned away. Usually, he probably would’ve shot on site. And who’s to say he still won’t, but right in this moment he is too preoccupied to care.

“God doesn’t fucking exist…” he mumbled “and I definitely don’t need any assistance!”

You raised an eyebrow at him, watching him as he attempted to fix his broken ship. Opening the lid to the engine and being greeted by a storm of smoke. Now Seconds away from another breakdown.

“Are you… okay?” You hesitantly asked, daring to inch closer to him. Probably was the stupidest thing you’ve ever done. He threw the wrench down at the engine as he exploded.

“No, I’m not fucking okay. I lost my grandson, the entire galactic government is after me, I broke my portal gun and I just crashed my ship into a planet with no helpful resources to fix it.!” His speech sped up, and he went dead silent when he stopped talking. Clearly regretting telling you anything. He is usually good at keeping his mind together and keeping his problems to himself. But he had so much adrenaline pumping through his blood, he could barely concentrate.

“I’m, i’m sorry for your loss” is all you managed to get out

“What? Oh no, my grandsons not dead. I just left him somewhere and forgot exactly where…” he spoke slightly softer, still grunting as he tried to analyse his engine.

There was a small silence while you processed everything he had just said. Moving closer to get a look at his engine, you shook your head.

“You’ve burnt it out…”

“Yeah, no shit smart ass” he bit at you

You rolled your eyes and snatched the spanner from the place he had dropped it. Not using it to fix his engine, but you pulled out a small metal box from your pocket instead. Fixing a few pieces together. Rick stood there and watched with a puzzled look on his face. Moving his eyes from the gadget, then up to get a look at you.

His eyebrows softened as he took in your features, the creases in his forehead disappeared. A rush of a strange feeling replaced the adrenaline, not being able to pinpoint what it was but he didn’t like it. He could only describe it as his heart softening, and getting lost in a place that was familiar to him. Thats what he felt when he looked at your eyes, reflecting off of his.

“Hav-have we met before?” He said in a much calmer tone

You placed the gadget on the engine and pressed a small red button on the top, looking up at him.

“I don’t think so?” The box moved around the engine, like a shield. Fixing it effortlessly, Ricks eyes darted from you, to the engine, then back to you. Now with amazement written all over his face.

Deja vu was the only state good enough to describe what he was experiencing. You broke the silence by holding a hand out to introduce yourself.

“I’m y/n”

It took a quick second for him to respond, still trying to process your face and remember how he knows you.

“I’m… Rick” he finally shook your hand.

“Rick Sanchez..”

That name was oddly familiar to you. Like you’d heard it in a dream. Or it was a loved ones name in a past life. You felt like you had heard it before, in a very distant memory. But no recollection of the connection.

“That seems…familiar” you tilted your head, squinting your eyes at the old man who gave you the same look.

“Well, I wouldn’t be surprised if you knew me. I am the smartest man In the universe”

oh the things that id let ian mckinley do to me..