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アナーキーストッキング・イン・ザ・ＵＫ // ばべ

//holy hell I've been gone a long time...

#//I'm back!! gonna be on whenever I can. activity will be spotty but I missed this blog Stocking is so fun <3

//Hey guys! Sorry I’ve been MIA lately. I’ve been dealing with horrible internet (thanks Time Warner Cable) as well as my laptop was out of commission for a few weeks so I’ve been stuck doing everything on my phone and I hate tumblr mobile. I’ve also been working more in effort to make extra money for my trip back home in a couple weeks for my best friend’s wedding. Over the next couple of days, I’m going to try to get caught up on replies and get my muses in check <3

Thank you all for sticking around :3

#outofsugar #reblogging here too

drillcommander

Simon smirked, the feeling of her soft hair was still prevalent as he continued to play with it. He couldn’t help, but be flustered, and a slight embaressed. This was fast even for him. “Yeah, and it’s not exactly the most romantic setting either. Excuse me for forgetting my manners. I guess I just got caught up in your beauty.” He smirked to himself knowing just how cheesy, yet effective that line could be.

“My name is Simon, Simon Jeeha, and who might you be?” He asked with that same smile from before. The man meet her at eye level, and gazed into her eyes. Something was just really different about this girl. This purple haired woman seemed intriguing; she was the kind of female that could kick your ass, but still remained classy while doing it, just how Simon liked his women..

lollipop-loligoth

Leaning into his touch, the angel sighed softly in content. Both his touch and his voice were gentle, but she suspected he was capable of much more. That smile of his was pretty indicative of that.

She offered him a smile that matched his own, reaching up to brush her fingertips across the backside of his hand. “Well Simon Jeeha, it’s a pleasure. My name is Stocking Anarchy.”

#drillcommander #V: Fight the Power!

[ hey guys, i’ve been feeling awful the last few days. still feeling pretty gross tonight so i probably won’t be around. hopefully since i’m off tomorrow i can get a good night’s rest and sleep in, sleep some of this off -___- ]

#outofsugar

for-the-love-of-lingerie

Chantal Thomass

#💝: Maidenly Garments #💖: Stocking Likes~#All my queue goes straight to my boobs and I'm okay with that!

[ contemplates for .02 seconds about making a Mistress 9 blog.

Starts editing images for Mistress 9 blog before it’s even made ]

#outofsugar #//LIKE I DON'T HAVE ENOUGH NEGLECTED MUSES RN ANYWAY RIGHT #//LET'S ADD ANOTHER ONE

manofspirit-deactivated20160908

@lollipop-loligoth

It’s late. It’s been a long, tiring day at work, and Kamina just wants to get the fuck home and relax because god damn do his feet hurt from standing around all day. There’s also a couple bandaids on his right hand from where he’d cut himself on the metal he’d been working with, and he winces ever-so-slightly when the subway shakes or bounces on its track, which causes his injured hand to press into the handhold he’s gripping for support. The other hand holds the Simon plushie he’s been attached to for a couple days now; people at work looked at him funny - after all, he’s carrying a toy resembling his adopted brother around with him - but he doesn’t care.

Of course the car is pretty packed; Tokyo is a pretty busy place, after all, and everyone wants to get home. Unfortunately, there’s no one on this car that warrants his attention - it’s mostly just a bunch of older men and women - and his phone is almost dead, so Kamina is left with pretty much nothing to do except stand there and hope no one bumps into him.

That is, until the subway stops and a few more people get on…and one of them is really attractive. Long hair with purple highlights, snazzy clothes, and the prettiest face he’s personally seen all week. Sure, she’s a little on the plump side, but he actually kind of likes that.

She’s standing pretty close, too, chewing on a chocolate bar. Hoo boy.

“He-llo,” he can’t help muttering while his eyes remain glued to her backside.

lollipop-loligoth

It had been yet another day filled with tedious bullshit; dealing with her sister, purifying ghosts, and trying to decide what new chocolates to purchase as a treat for all her hard work.

Stocking couldn’t wait to get home. She just wanted to fix herself a nice hot bath to relax in and indulge in the box of sweets she had tucked safely under one arm, Honekoneko dangling from the crook of her elbow holding it in place.

“Shit... Panty has the keys to See Through. I hardly think she’s gonna answer her phone right now either.” The angel sighed in annoyance. “Looks like I’m taking the subway. Fucking fantastic.” Making her way down the stairway leading to the underground tracks, Stocking swiped her city pass card and stepped through the turnstile to wait for her train.

Much to her relief, she didn’t have long to wait. She pushed her way into the car, paying no mind to the other bodies crowding close to her as she dug one of the sweet chocolate bars from the pink box she cradled.

“MmMMM! So goooood~”

She almost didn’t notice the man directly beside her due to her chocolate induced foodgasm. Had it not been for his subtle gaze burning into her ass, she probably wouldn’t have even realized he was there. Though she had to admit she was pleasantly surprised when she got a good look at him. Tall, tan and-- was that a plushie??