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Copypasta of anime culture, weebs and meme quotes from popular anime such as Jojo, My Hero Academia and Haikyuu. Also contains popular anime ASCII art such as Oh? You’re Approaching Me?” and “Suprised Pikachu”.

Makima

    Makima copypasta from Chainsaw Man
    AAAAAAAAAAA I WANT MAKIMA TO STEP ON ME 📷📷 EVERY NIGHT I OPEN MY TWITTER AND PIXIV TO MASTURBATE TO MAKIMA FANARTS AND HENTAI FOR 3 HOURS AND RE-READS CHAINSAW MAN SO I WILL REMEMBER ALL THE HOT SEXY BONER CERTIFIED MOMENTS OF MY LOVE MAKIMA 📷📷📷📷📷📷📷 WHEN TATSUKI FUJIMOTO (CHAINSAWMAN AUTHOR) MADE A SHITTY ENDING OF CHAINSAW MAN BY MAKING MAKIMA A KID AND SHE DIES I HAVE BEEN MASTURBATING TO THE KID VERSION OF MAKIMA 📷📷 CALL ME A PEDO I DONT FUCKIN CARE, THIS IS REDDIT, NO ONE FUCKING CARES. I would like to apologize to all the people who've read this message about my lovely beautiful wife Makima, I just want a girlfriend/wife with big tits, ass, beautiful, sexc, perfect, and other good adjectives that describes my waifu Makima.
    So the Chainsaw Man anime trailer just came out and, yeah, looks good on all blah, blah, blah, blah. Who cares about that? We're finally going to get Makima's cheeks to be animated on the big screen. I've been waiting for this day since chapter one.
    
    Makima Simps rise up because we're about to go on a motherfucking crusade. Let's be real. There's not that many women I would ask to just shit on my chest, smear it in my mouth and treat me like a dog. There's not that many women that would ask to do that to me, but Makima is an exception.
    
    I mean, look at her curves. They remind me of bowling balls. She got two on her chest and two on her ass. She's 100% bad bitch, man. That sweet red hair and those hypnotizing eyes made me want to be her slave like bro. I'll bring my whole race back to the 1820s, and we're all slaves just so Makima can be my master.
    
    I want her to whip her name on my back, and I'm not going to spoil anything on what happens in the manga. But most people know that she does not deserve the love and respect that I give her right now. Listen, she just doesn't like birthday cakes. Dude, stop bitching about her. But that ass is speaking to me through brainwaves telling me that I need to just get a good sniff on it. I would risk anything for that one good sniff.
    
    You see us, Makima Simps. Just built different. We degrade ourselves, not because we're down bad, but because we are enlightened. We have seen our Lord and savior, and we dedicate our existence to her as the Muslims say Allahu Akbar. But the Makima Crusaders are changing it instead of Muslims, we're now makimas, Makima Akbar! Makima Akbar!.
    
    In conclusion, I just want a cup of her piss in my mouth.
    
    My tip is sticky. Box of balls. Jumbo balls. Kanye the imposter. Baca nuts. Kamala got the dump truck. Edpreet is my friend. Little Mosey. Black kids. Arab dudes, black people have hippyroids. My tip is so stuck. I'm EDP.

    Open I want to impregnate Makima so bad

    Please God, I want to impregnate Makima so bad. I want her to bear my children with those beautiful child-bearing hips. That beautiful, radiant angel. Like a goddess, having come down to Earth to cleanse us of our sins.
    
    Makima is beyond divine. I can’t help but drop to my knees in worship whenever I see her beautiful figure even though it's behind that unnecessary gym clothes. I yearn for her in a way both primal and spiritual. I would commit more war crimes than every president in United States history just to lick the sweet, glistening sweat from her smooth, creamy skin. I want to listen to her moans as my manhood throbs within her, I want to hear her heart race as our bodies become one and our souls irreversibly intertwine in the holy sin of carnal union.
    
    I want to suckle at her motherly bosom, slurping that rich juche milk from her teat as she gently strokes my raging erection. I would stir her velvety cream into my coffee and let my balls boil in it. Her cries of pleasure and the rocking of our bed would be louder than the cacophony of ten thousand drone strikes. I would make love to her until my body gave out, and then some. I would let her break my rib cage with any part of her body. I would let her hit me with her car just to be near her for a brief moment.
    
    She’s so perfect it hurts. Every moment without her I suffer a pain worse than breaking every bone in my body simultaneously while drowning and also having shards of glass coated in hot sauce forced through every orifice of my body. I want her, I need her. I want to desecrate her crisp general suit. I want to start a family with her and retire after our twenty seven children have grown up and moved out. I want to see those luscious lips speak such filthy, perverse words into my ear while she slides ice cubes down my gaping pisshole.
    
    I want to fuck her like she owes me money. I would let her step on me, just to feel the soft, firm warmth of her feet upon my face and groin area. I would sleep under her just to catch her drool in my mouth. I would fish the strands of hair from her shower drain just to smell her alluring scent, and braid them into necklaces to keep her with me always. Or cock rings. Whichever would please her more.
    
    God please, I would do anything for her. I would relinquish my life, all my hopes and dreams, just to become the socks on her feet so that I may warm her mouthwatering toes with my very being, so that she may feel the heat of my love always. I would encase myself in cement and become her doorstep, so that she may wipe her heels upon my face. I would tear my own limbs off. I don’t know what I’d do after that, or why she might want my limbs. But I would do it.
    
    My queen, my goddess, the light of my life. Please God, let me have her. I want her to be mine and only mine. I would lick the Doritos dust from her fingers and fill her belly button with honey mustard to dip my tendies in. I would give her a sponge-bath with my tongue every morning and serve her breakfast in bed. I would let her eat her eggs and pancakes off my body if it pleased her, no matter how painful the third-degree burns would be.
    
    I would bear the torment of eternal damnation until the end of time to taste the seat of her car but once. There is nothing I wouldn’t do for her, nothing I wouldn’t say. I would beat my own friend to death with my engorged penis if it would bring a smile to Makima's shining face. I wouldn’t even let myself cum until she gave me permission.
    
    I love you, Makima. Please. Be mine. Be my wife, my lover, my mommy, my everything. Say yes. Answer my calls, respond to my letters. Something. Give me a sign.
    
    I’m waiting for you.
    
    I’ll always be waiting for you.

    Slime girl are the greatest fuck

      Slime girls copypasta
      Slime-girls are objectively the greatest fuck you'll ever have in your life. Not only could you see your dick up in their guts or down their throat, but you could realistically fuck any part of their body you want. Got a thing for stomachs? You can fuck their belly button. Like armpits? They got you covered. Or rather they got your dick covered. In slime. And if that's not enough, they are amorphous, and can change their shape to form the most fuckable body of your dreams. It doesn't even have to be a normal body either. Want to fuck a cat girl? They got you, and you can fuck her in the ears. Want to fuck a dog girl? She's got you set. Owl, fox, bird, bunny, whatever else your sick imagination can come up with. If you can request it, she can fulfill it. Give in to the fact that slimes are godesses worthy of worship. Wake up. Take the slime pill.

      Megumin Birth Rate

        Megumin copypasta
        Megumin's cuteness is a miracle of the universe, it behooves you to create as many little megumins as humanly possible.
        
        With back-to-back pregnancies every 10.5 months and assuming she hits menopause around age 51, you could get around 43 births out of her.
        
        Statistically some of those will be twins, with the rate generally increasing with age and height/weight. Using data from https://www.cdc.gov/nchs/products/databriefs/db80.htm you'd get an average twinning rate of 44.1 per 1000 births. It would be on the low side initially, but as her body fat percentage rose from pregnancy it would even out. With those numbers you'd expect to get 2 sets of twins, but if she has a family history of twins that could rise to around 4-5.
        
        If you gave her certain fertility drugs (specifically gonadotropins), that would increase the chances of multiple birth substantially to 3 in 10, with around 5% of those being triplets or more. In that case, you'd expect 13 sets of twins, with one of them potentially being triplets instead.
        
        So you should have 45 children with Megumin if you do it naturally, and 57 children if you use fertility drugs.

        Onii-Chan

          Gasps Onii-chaaaaan jump onto and hugs O(≧∇≦)O I missed you sniffs () fuah I love your boy smell Onii-chan (w) , Huh? Don't sniff you? Don't be silly Onii-chan I love you why can't I show my affection? (─‿‿─)♡ Hahaha your face is red. Woah Onii-chan why are you pushing me on to the bed? ヽ(°〇°)ノ Kyaaaaa don't tickle me Onii-chan haha counter ataaaaack pushes you down ヽ(>∀<☆)ノ. Hehehe I win! Onii-chan your face is really red now, Hmmh smirks (=-ω-=) perhaps you're falling in love with me? Chuuuuu (ノ´ з )ノ kisses you Woah O-onii-chan w-what are you d-doing?! H-hyyaaaaa don't take off my panties! D-dont look at my private spot! (/▽\) Ah Ah Don't lick me there it's dirty! Ahhhhhh fuah ah ah (//ω//) O-onii-chan a-are you going to put it in? O-ok i'm ready. (/。\) Heeeee I-it hurts. ~(>_<~) SWow dwon ah ah MMMH O-onii-chan I Lwve yoouuuuu! AHHHHHHH MMMHHH AH Hah Hah hah O-ONIII-CHAAANN you baka why did you do it inside? ヽ(д´)ノ W-well if it felt good for you i'm happy, b-but make sure you take responsibility. (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)

          Copy sexual de Spy x Family

            Anya from Spy x Family cursed Brazil copypasta
            "Todo poder vem com um preço", disse um mendigo da minha rua uma vez. Infelizmente o preço pra Anya será se tornar a criança com a mente mais suja desse mundo. Acha que quando a Anya crescer e chegar na puberdade ela vai ter um namoro romântico fofinho? Amigo, a esse ponto ela já leu as mentes dos pais enquanto eles faziam o irmão mais novo dela. Ela definitivamente já coringou, e toda sanidade q ela tinha agora se resume à palavra "SEXO", que foi fixada em sua mente através de noites em claro ouvindo a sinfonia de gemidos que sua madrasta fazia. E olha que a Anya ainda devia agradecer por ter um pai tão "inocente" quanto o Lloyd. Se fosse eu no lugar dele, Anya teria pesadelos lendo minha mente já que eu passaria ao menos 16 horas por dia pensando nas mais diversas maneiras de empacotar minha rola nesse enorme caixote que a gostosa da Yor carrega atrás. Sério, meus pensamentos enquanto eu vejo esse anime são todos sobre como eu poderia martelar minha estaca de prata nessa vampira chupadora de sangue de pica, sobre formas de pegar por trás aquele corpo magrinho, durinho, todo treinado e cheirando ao sangue do cara que ela enforcou com as coxas, esquartejou e comeu o coração 20 minutos atrás e PLAC PLAC PLAC PLAC até eu arrancar o útero dela base da pirocada. Vendo essa flexibilidade dela, tenho certeza de que ela sabe todas as posições pra deixar um homem morto em qualquer sentido. Então não pensem que seria algo unilateral, a cama se tornaria um ringue de luta em que só um sai vivo toda noite pra ressuscitar o outro com um desfibrilador.

            Translated version

            "All power comes with a price," a homeless man on my street once said. Unfortunately, the price for Anya will be to become the dirtiest child in the world. Do you think that when Anya grows up and reaches puberty she will have a cute romantic date? Friend, by this point she's read her parents' minds as they played her little brother. She's definitely joked by now, and whatever sanity she had now comes down to the word "SEX", which was fixed in her mind through sleepless nights listening to the symphony of moans her stepmother made. And anya should still be grateful for having a father as "innocent" as Lloyd. If it were me in his place, Anya would have nightmares reading my mind since I would spend at least 16 hours a day thinking about the most diverse ways to pack my cock in that huge crate that Yor's hottie carries in her back. Seriously, my thoughts as I watch this anime are all about how I could hammer my silver stake into this bloodsucking cock-sucking vampire, about ways to get behind that skinny, tough, all-trained body smelling like the blood of the guy she is. hanged with her thighs, quartered and ate the heart 20 minutes ago and PLAC PLAC PLAC PLAC until I rip her uterus off the base of the cock. Seeing this flexibility of hers, I'm sure she knows all the positions to make a man dead in any way. So don't think it would be something one-sided, the bed would become a fighting ring where only one comes out alive every night to resuscitate the other with a defibrillator.