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basketobread · 26 days
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I feel like every time I see you on my dash, the ears just keep getting bigger and bigger.
Pretty soon Lae'zel will be able to fly Dumbo style no problem.
I love it <3 <3 <3
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i fear we may have reached that point already...
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ask-normal-guy-bob · 1 month
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The inbox is officially open for asks!
Go wild diner guests!
Find a comfortable place to sit and consider staying a while, get yourselves something to eat!
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bobvelsebanswers · 17 days
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welcome to ma blog
ask me anythang ya want
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My main account @brokenaroacecode
Asks and non sexual stuff ONLY! Or ya will be next on the menu
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b0ks · 1 year
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inspo taken from that one casino cups ask show bcus i see it 💀
also making an ask velseb (+oc for fun) series cus like why the hell not. your ocs are welcome too
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thebekashow · 1 year
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Bobba, Louis tried to teach me how to juggles knives..but he says I did it wrong, I need a 2nd opinion.
(BLOOD WARNING)
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Did I do it wrong?
(OH GAHD LOUIS WHAT HAVE YOU DONE??-)
(my half and answer)
Cw: blood lol
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:D all clean!
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404pagehasbeenfound · 2 years
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Pray Before the Head of Bob! 🙏
Hello everyone, the old page of the day is Ask Bob from 1992!
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Is pretty simple to use, you will ask some question that can be answer by Bob with "yes" "no" "maybe" "i don't know" etc. And than "ask Bob".
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The answer in this case is yes, Bob like LGBTQIA+ people 🌟🌈
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Then I explored possible answers to other questions. But we had a problem. I asked if it's going to rain tomorrow and then he basically said "I don't know, ask again".
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BUT I don't know why this happens, when I ask again the same question I asked before he always gives me the same answer. Like, no matter how many times I ask, if the first time he answers was X, then he'll always answer X to that question. I decided to change the question to other topics, and he started to answer them all with basically "I don't know".
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So I confronted him
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And the answer...
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So I asked...
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Ok this was interesting. Bob, don't worry my friend, I promise I don't bite hahaha. But it makes me happy that even scared you like me lol
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Well, this was fun, so here's the link for anyone that would like to ask Bob: http://www.resort.com/~banshee/Misc/8ball/index.html
~ The Archeologist
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askronplusfriends · 10 months
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So... how are you guys still friends after yknow.. Bob stabbing you? How are you still alive?? Don't get me wrong, I'm glad y'all are friends but I'm curious
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I think Bob's learned his lesson :)
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m1nty-fr3sh · 1 year
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“Ask away.”
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picspammer · 4 months
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Happy Desolation Row anniversary, released on this day in 2009 ⚡
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vellichorom · 1 month
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my friends & i have big thoughts about bob,,, THUS! i draw our respective interpretations !!!! as you do
TOP DRAWN LAST NIGHT WHEREAS THE BOTTOM WAS DRAWN IN NOVEMBER '22! LOOK AT THAT
( ft @thedoodlecorner's " Vel " & @lemoneychicken's " Borpse " ~ )
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basketobread · 7 days
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your drawings of lae'zel made me finally romance her thank you
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no, anon… thank YOU. this is the most beautiful ask i have ever gotten and all of my work has been worth it. have a good day forever
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ask-normal-guy-bob · 1 month
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Are you autistic?
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"...What gave it away?"
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bobvelsebanswers · 17 days
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At what point do you prefer your meat? Like medium rare, well done, rare...
I personally prefer rare when cooked but….
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I like it better raw
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b0ks · 1 year
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Bob what makes you like human meat and can we be friends? '^'
I lost an arm recently to someone already so please try to not eat me-
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Bob: "Well, back then, I've always been curious of what human meat would'a tasted like.. It tasted so.. good."
Bob: "Now I just CANT GET ENOUGH."
Bob: "AANND.. 'Course I can be your friend! How' bout comin a lil' closer for a HUG? Promise I wont eat ya'.."
(I forgot to add that other part in oof 💀)
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thebekashow · 1 year
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I want to gently smooch bobs face
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"I appreciate the kiss, hun!"
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roosterforme · 28 days
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I feel like Bob would be really good at overstimulation because he's so patient. He'd have you naked and in tears, several orgasms deep before he even took his shirt off.
I'm going to pretend @attapullman sent this (but she'd never go nonny about Bob), because I wrote this little ficlet as a birthday treat in response to this sexy thought. Happy birthday, Morgan!
I Need a Minute (Bob Floyd x Reader)
contains smut, fingering, adult language, overstimulation and confident Bob
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Your boyfriend was not someone to mess with. You knew that for a fact. Sure, he looked sweet and innocent in his wire rimmed glasses and unassuming shirts, but inside, he was a thinker. A planner. Someone who took all the time necessary to make a decision and formulate a plan. And in your case, he was currently working on exacting his revenge.
Anyone else would have a hard time reading it on his face, but you knew him well enough to notice the soft twitch of his lips and the subtle glances he was sending your way. It was your own fault for the way you teased him at the diner, sliding your hand up inch by inch beneath the napkin that was spread out on his lap until you got to the sweet spot. While you casually talked to all of his aviator friends, you stroked him slowly through his jeans. As you laughed with Mickey and Javy, you gave him a little squeeze just to hear his soft grunt.
When everyone started to stand up, Bob was blushing as he said, "I need a minute." And you left him high and dry, climbing out of the oversized booth and making a mad dash for Natasha's car while Bob tried to hide what you did to him.
As you traipsed across the sandy beach with everyone else, Bob finally reached for your free hand. "Why don't we spread our blanket out over here?" he asked, tugging you to a stop. "The fireworks would be starting up in just a few minutes," he added. "We should get settled in."
He seemed completely calm, so you shook out the beach blanket and curled up with him so you were sitting between his legs. "Are you comfy?" you asked him over your shoulder, and he kissed the tip of your nose, making you smile.
"Very," he promised, and you turned to face the ocean just as the first red, green and orange fireworks lit up the sky. Even though you were wearing his Naval Academy sweatshirt over your sundress, you shivered as he whispered, "I'm about to be a lot more comfortable than you."
"What?" you gasped, realizing that everyone else was sitting in front of you. There was nobody watching as Bob gently pulled your legs further apart and kissed the side of your neck. Nobody noticed a damn thing when he tugged the fabric slowly up your legs and ran his thumb along your underwear, sending you scooting back against him. "What are you doing?" you whined softly, giving yourself away.
His fingers paused on the thin strip of cotton hiding your pussy from him. "Oh. You want this, huh?" When you nodded, dazed eyes focused on the fireworks, he kissed your earlobe. "You say that now."
One long finger slipped inside the elastic band of your underwear, and you gasped his name. Bob let his digit glide slowly up and down your slit while he made casually offhand comments like, "The green fireworks are my favorite. Did you know they are made out of barium salts?" Your only response was to moan a little louder, and he didn't stop you. The loud booming sounds blocked out your whines and breathy gasps as he slipped that finger inside you, lazily fucking you with it while his thumb found you clit.
He punctuated every thrust with a little swirl of his thumb, varying the speed as he went. You tried desperately to fuck yourself on that long finger, but he held you in place with his other hand. You were playing his little game now, and you knew it would be a little while before you came. 
His lips worked at your neck until you could feel a bruise forming. His teeth grazed your skin softly when you started to hiccup. You found out the hard way that the city of San Diego put on a glamorous thirty minute fireworks display for holidays, and Bob teased you for twenty-eight of them. Your breathing was so loud as he pumped his hand beneath your dress and whispered, "You want to come, don't you? You want to soak my hand even more, huh?"
"Bob!" you begged loud enough that one of the others must have heard, but Bob just kept slowing his pace until you felt tears in your eyes. Your makeup was probably a mess. Sweat broke out on your brow. But he just slowed down until he was gently tapping your pussy with his fingers.
"Ask me really nicely."
"Please, Bob!" Your voice broke on the words as he rammed two fingers deep inside you and stroked your clit with his thumb. The grand finale of fireworks blasted across the sky as you finally came, eyes closed and back arched. You didn't care who saw you like this as long as you got the relief you needed.
He kissed that tender spot behind your ear and whispered, "You're lucky I'm so nice," as you rolled your hips against the heel of his hand. And then he was slipping it back out of your panties and tugging your dress into place as everyone around you started to collect their things. When he stood up and looked down at you, he smirked as you sprawled out on your back, your limbs completely boneless. "You ready to go?" he asked with his hands on his hips.
"I need a minute."
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