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A collection of time travel humor text posts, not censored by me.

All of these really made me laugh, and laughter is a very good thing sometimes. All of the time, actually. Unless you're doing something that requires a still hand or silence I guess.

#time travel #text post #some of them from Tumblr because that's how screenshots found on Facebook work #gasp #amusing #a little humor

Pipedreams 😴

Some pre-relationship pining c:

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#simon ghost riley #ghostsoap #john soap mactavish #and there was only one bed #gasp #whatever shall they do #I'm sure they're both very embarrassed after #But at least they had the best sleep of their lives

I wanted to draw something different to be silly lol

#we all know I like them to fuck but what if …. And I’ll hold all of our hands for this….#Alastor maybe doesn’t want to?#GASP #Glass shattering in the background #I KNOW I KNOW WILD TAKE #staticradio #radiostatic #hellfm #hellfm art #voxal #alastor #vox #hazbin hotel

giving zayne an aphrodisiac chocolate! (suggestive)

you decide to drop by zayne’s office as per his request, for ‘a routine check in’ but you both know it’s a fun excuse to see each other during his grueling shift. on your way, you’d stopped at a fancy looking chocolate shop nestled at a quiet corner near akso hospital— the one where the shopkeeper leaned over the counter, promising that these “midnightt truffles” were a powerful aphrodisiac that would melt even the most coldest of men.

now your zayne is a sweetheart to you, his sharp green eyes softening just at the sight of you. there was certainly no vehement reason for you to buy them. but here you were anyway.

you slip into his office, a smile on your face as you catch sight of him. zayne is seated at his desk, carding through some medical files, he returns your smile once his gaze finds you.

“how was your day?” he asks, the glass of his spectacles illuminated by the glow of his monitor.

you step forward, taking out a truffle from the box you’ve just bought. “good...good, i’ve brought you a little something,” you say, sliding a single chocolate truffle over to him.

“try it,” you say, your voice dropping to a playful whisper as you lean against his desk. “the shopkeeper told me it’s a potent aphrodisiac. i figured you could use the..... energy boost.”

zayne glances at the chocolate, then back at you, his lips almost twitching up into a smile. he dosen’t say anything. wordless, he picks the truffle up, eyes locked on yours as he takes a slow and deliberate bite. he swallows, his expression unreadable though the air in the room suddenly feels much colder.

“well?” you tease, stepping into the space between his thighs until your kness hit the edge of the chair. “is it working, doctor? or should i go back and get a refund?” you can tell it’s working. zayne’s ears have gone red and there’s a darkness in his eyes that tells you this is not going to end well for you.

zayne doesn’t bother with a lecture. he rea he's out and pulls you into his lap, back hitting his broad chest and you can feel his erection beneath you. you let out a gasp at his action, breath hitching as his warm fingers slide to the base of your throat, up to your jaw to tilt your face to face his.

“i feel,” he murmurs, his voice a low, gravely hum that vibrates in your chest, “that you’ve tried yo get a reaction out of me. and i think you’ve succeeded.”

“is that a good thing?” you whisper, your hand coming up behind you to play with hair at the naoe of his neck.

zayne simply hums, pressing a wet kiss your earlobe that has a shiver running down your spine. “that.... d..depends,” he rasps, voice breaking for a second when you purposely push down against his very hard cock. “on whether you’re prepared for me to stop being patient.”

he dosen’t wait for an answer, crashing his lips against yours. “mmm!” you whine into it, trying to deepen it at the strangle angle. you pull back after a minute, eyes hazy and panties definitely soaked.

“the aphrodisiac was unnecessary,” zayne whispers against your mouth, voice hoarse. “i’ve been wanting to do this since you walked through the door. now, stay still, i’m done being professional for the day.”