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mamamouches · 11 months
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SAGAU except they're aware of what goes on when you go into the character menu???
Particularly when they pray as you hop onto the artifacts menu to raise em, whether is for for them, another character to which some might try to purposely mess the rolls up bc oops! looks like they can't use that now! :) guess they'll have to wait., or just to make space for more bc HOW IS YOUR ARTIFACT STORAGE FULL ARE YOU OKAY??? Σ(・∀・;)
Whenever you raise their artifacts they kinda feel bad if it rolled into the wrong subs when you raise it with them and would either apologize or say that it'll roll better on the next one, they know it will!! (it did not 😔)
That or they don't bc they felt silly and wanted to spite you so guess you gotta do a few more runs to try again teehee 😗👉👈 they eventually roll a ridiculously amazing artifact at some point, but just this once!
(or y'know the opposite where there's always this one character you always use to raise artifacts bc they always get the best rolls and best subs? yeah imagine them celebrating w you at how good the stats rolled too!!)
Kinda like how if you try to make gear in tkrb there's a chance of it shattering (therefore failing) instead of being able to create one and when that happens the character you brought with you for those will say things like "oh no, it broke! i'm so sorry :(" or "i-it's okay!! let's try again...!" or you just flat out hear sobbing noises bc your new feather low rolled all 5 into defense FLAT 😭 BASICALLY THAT YEAH
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freakkkkkkk · 2 years
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You loved dressing up Cloud.
Seeing your sweet precious boyfriend looking all cute for you, all dolled up, just for the clothes to be torn off from you getting extremely horny at the sight of him wearing thigh highs and a miniskirt that peaked his cute perky ass. Putting makeup on his face just for it to ruin because of you fucking him so good with your dick…
Its all just so much fun <3
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savcir-faire · 8 months
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taichi, he’s back!
…he’s back. arata’s come home.
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qaevze · 1 year
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♡bucci coochi.its really vanilla sorry
♡cw: uh afab chr, vv soft dom gn reader, really sappy romantic bullshit, lot of dirty talk &baby calling oops, fingering, cunniligus, vaginal pen., a lot of praise, domesticity
♡a/n: uhh some context u have been asked 2 plan an evening romancing yr babygirl after mentioning offhandedly tht u like being sweet 2 him. i guess. dude whatever i don’t even care. imagine i write a fluffy prologue 2 this
♡a/n again: no one asked for this. no one was going to ask for this. why do i have such a passion for this gay little murderer my unshakeable brain worm. if literally like 2 people like tjis it will b a miracle
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“just take me to bed.”
you’re only a little surprised that the flowers and the candles and the wine haven’t phased him at all. you have half a mind to tease him for it, tell him he’s being desperate when you’ve planned such a nice evening for him. but he’s been impatient all night, as much as he’s tried to be subtle. you’ve seen it in how his eyes darted between your chest and your hands as you ate, how he tried to remain as still as possible while squeezing his thighs together under the table, how his fists clenched and unclenched the entire car ride home.
you scoop him up, a smile tugging at your lips as you hold him close and climb the stairs. your final attempt at romance is revealed when you open the bedroom door. bruno sighs appreciatively at the sight— flower petals scattered over clean, silky sheets, lit only by the dim rosy light of the lamps in the corners. you’re sure his love for cliché hasn’t faded— this night was his idea, after all.
but you don’t lose his rapt attention for long, not when you’re laying him down so gently and leaning in to claim his lips with yours. he reaches out for you, like he always does, lacing his fingers behind your head to pull you down, arching up into you when you slot a leg between his.
his quiet sighs and whispers of your name continue as you trail kisses down his neck, unbuttoning his jacket and sliding your hands up his sides. he squirms his way out of the jacket, shucking his pants off and tossing them both out of sight and out of mind.
you’d noticed the cut of his bralette had changed through the cutout of his top, but the sight of bruno underneath you in a new two-piece set he must have gotten specially for tonight—
“you’re staring,” he informs you. “do you like it? it’s all for you.”
you find yourself momentarily speechless, taking in smooth hips, slender legs, black lace and the steady hands that tug it over the curve of his shoulders, exposing his collar to your kisses. “jesus fuck, baby.”
he laughs, soft and airy and beautiful. “always so eloquent,” he teases. “hurry and get this off of me, i can’t wait anymore.”
you pull together the scraps of your composure from the mess he’s so easily made of you and sink your teeth into the soft brown skin of his shoulder. bruno gasps and arches harder against you, grinding down on the thigh you’ve wedged between his legs. you hastily strip off your own clothes, and when you move your leg back between his, you can feel the smooth glide from how wet he’s gotten through the lacy underwear.
“so needy,” you comment, sliding your hand between his spread thighs to drag a finger up his cunt, feeling the wetness there. you bring it to your lips and moan at the taste of him. he tastes sweeter than usual, and you find yourself wondering if he’s done something on purpose just for you. you imagine it: sweet fruit juice rolling over his plush lips with every bite, his face flushing with excitement, thinking about your tongue on his pussy out at lunch with his coworkers, feeling dirty and desperate and so good for you….
your fantasies recede as bruno’s whines bring you back to the present. “i’ve been waiting,” he whispers urgently. “i’ve waited, i’ve been so good. please touch me, baby, i want you so bad.”
you’re struggling to contain yourself as you peel the panties off of him and slide a finger down his folds. you press the pads of your index and middle finger to his hole, watching how he opens for you when you spread him apart.
you blow gently on his swollen clit and he cries out. “please, don’t tease my cunt!” he wails. “i need you inside, i need you to make me cum. please hurry, baby, i can’t take it anymore—!”
you cover his trembling lips with yours, sinking your fingers in down to the knuckles. bruno moans into your mouth, loud and relieved. “thank you, thank you,” he mumbles between your kisses, already a broken record. “thank you, i love you, thank you so much..”
“i love you,” you reply, finally coming back to your senses. the bites on his chest are beginning to bruise, and you lean in to press kisses around the purple rings. “so beautiful f’me, so perfect and sweet. got all pretty and ready for me, so pretty, baby.” the praises roll from your lips, thick and sweet like honey, and he soaks it in, tossing his head back and offering himself up to your mercy.
tugging the bralette down his chest, you lick stripes over the tender skin there, grazing his nipples with your teeth. “taste s’good, all for me baby, so sweet and wet and desperate. you work so hard, poor thing, just need someone to take care of you, huh?” you punctuate the question by slipping your free hand down to rub at his neglected clit.
he gasps, frantic eyes meeting yours. his legs kick out wildly while his hands search for something to hold onto, something to ground him in this pleasure. they find your shoulders, and he clings to you tightly, raking short nails over your straining muscles. his expression grows desperate, and you realize he’s looking for permission.
“it’s okay, amore, let go for me.”
bruno throbs once, twice around your fingers before a sob rips out of his throat and he comes crashing down, coating your hand down to the wrist with slick, thrashing and crying out in your loving arms as you take him apart, just how he likes it.
when he’s relaxed enough, you slip your two fingers out of him, bringing them to your lips. you swirl your tongue around the digits, savoring the way he tastes, committing it to memory. instinctively, you move your head back between his thighs, searching for more of him.
bruno lets out a choked gasp when you touch him again, tongue diving back in to clean him up. “gentle,” he manages to get out, nerves set on fire by your eager ministrations. the overstimulation makes him whine, but you keep at it hungrily, even after your jaw starts aching, until his wanton moaning starts up again and he cants his hips back against your face.
you pause to catch your breath and cast your gaze up bruno’s trembling figure. his dark eyes are blown with lust, staring back at you adoringly as if he were trying to egg you on but unwilling to ask for any more favors from you. you’re pleasantly surprised when he proves you wrong.
“don’t stop now,” he urges quietly. “don’t stop, baby, i want you now.” he rambles on as you fumble around on the nightstand for lube, hastily uncapping the tube and smearing it over your hands. he watches you hungrily, moaning softly as you slick yourself up. “i wish you were inside me,” he confesses between sighs. “please make love to me, make me yours.”
slinging his legs over your hips, you line yourself up to his entrance and meet his gaze. “you’re all mine, amore,” you whisper, a secret for only him, only here, only now. as if any other time could matter.
an adoring smile dances across bruno’s lips as he lets your words wash over him, knees shamelessly dropping open to offer himself better to you. you watch how his face contracts beautifully as you push inside him, eyebrows knitted together and eyelids fluttering. he clings to you, panting softly against your shoulder while he adjusts to the feeling of you filling him.
you let him rest after you bottom out, contemplating. he’s always been a sweet lover, so willing to put your needs before his own, so ready to be claimed and used. though his stamina can go a long way, you worry that the overstimulation might be making him uncomfortable on a night meant to be all for his comfort. then again… while you have him wet and throbbing and needy underneath you… when he hasn’t suggested any discomfort yet…
it’s hard not to want to stuff his pussy until he aches.
“move, please, i want you to move,” comes the soft request against your neck. you draw back to take him in; bangs messily brushed aside and dark hair fanned out like a halo behind his shining face, chest heaving and lacy bralette halfway off, trembling legs splayed around your body.
you decide you want to kiss him at the same time he decides he wants to be kissed, hands looping around your neck to pull you down as you thrust back into him.
he cries out into the kiss when you grind your pelvis against his clit, picking up the pace until the room is filled with the sound of skin on skin. “i love you, i love you, i love you,” he chants like a prayer, and you want to drown yourself in him, in his choked sobs and shaking hands and sweet, chaste kisses, like he’s still embarrassed even when you’re so deep inside of him.
“my strong, beautiful, brilliant man,” you praise, brushing stray strands of hair out of his face. “so determined, so tirelessly working, so good, baby.” though he’s too out of it to respond, you can tell he’s hanging on to every word, so you ramble on. “i’ll take care of you, give you all my love. fill you up and make you mine whenever you want it. make you scream for me so everyone can hear, so everyone knows who loves you.”
you move a hand to rub at his clit, and glossy tears start to slide over his cheeks. “who loves you, amore?”
“you do, you do!” he moans out, and you’re surprised he can still respond, but you double down, slamming your hips into him and rubbing at his clit hard. “that’s right. me.”
your words set him off better than your body.
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honey rolls over the spoon, thick and sweet like your praises, golden like the morning sunlight that peeks through crooked blinds. he’s up early as usual, coffee in hand as he drizzles the toast in front of him with the sweet liquid, spreading it on thick.
bruno jumps a little when you come up behind him to wrap your arms around his waist. “good morning,” he greets you softly, breaking the peaceful silence in the kitchen.
he turns to face you for a quick kiss before returning to his breakfast preparations, slicing ripe pears and apples. from over his shoulder, you study his concentrated expression. you find yourself idly tracing a suspiciously bite-shaped bruise on his neck, and he shudders, sending you a look of mock annoyance. “would you mind setting the table, love?”
“surely,” you mumble into his hair, pressing a soft kiss to the juncture between neck and collarbones. “good morning, sweet thing.”
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Here are my Tekken 8 customizations. In order, we have Devil Jin in a goofy outfit, Lars as super saiyan god goku in his end of z outfit, then Raven as sub-zero from mortal combat, Reina dressed in all gold, and Reina again, as Chara.
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hubverse-shenanigans · 6 months
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Papyrus couldn't help but find the situation baffling. He glanced around at their surroundings, contemplating the soft and gentle version of himself before him. It didn't quite match his expectations. The more he looked, the more it seemed like encountering a taller Sans rather than his usual Papyrus.
He battled to hold back a chuckle, determined not to break into a smile. The mental image of his brother Sans, squeezed into an ill-fitting battle body, and himself, buried under layers of clothing, was simply too humorous to resist. It was all just too comical to wrap his head around, leaving him in a state of amusement amidst the strange twist.
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Papyrus...What's so funny bonehead?
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mafuteru · 5 months
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shion happy. shion delighted. shion smiling and laughing.
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todayisafridaynight · 7 months
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i genuinely think people who write daigo as super subby don't actually think daigo is super subby they just project that onto him bc they think somebody has to be and he's the least aggressive on average
honestly. yeah.
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blueiight · 10 months
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rubinsky recognizing his son’s similarity to himself + said son’s aspirations to overthrow him v. reinhard begging for an enemy..reinhard is calling for strong guys to meet him in a neutral starzone to have mutual combat
#yn.#lotgh#adrian rubinsky#rupert kesserling#reinhard von lohengramm#my unpop lotgh take is that i dont think reinhard has an actual ideology outside of constant warmongering#ofc he has things he may believe#but theres no commitment to them like yang or other charas truly have#reinhard fundamentally wants power.#and he wants the power to not be told what to do#this is also why. reinhard is a—[is shot]#& if political reforms/overthrow clear the slate for him to have competent enemies? so be it#hes like. meritocracy™️ and wanting to fight people all day.#bc this episode is also about how cruel reinhard has become post kircheis & how he views his officers as disposable peons.#Literally sent a guy to the shadow realm and destroyed the entire fortress kircheis Redacted on likee. hes not ok#the rosenritter fight on the surface of the fortresses is actually one of the coolest ever i need to do a full rewatch chi#this whole sub-arc of duke lohengramm but not king yet plays on reinhard’s cruelty grief n gayness. all part of one another#yang takes advantage of the fact reinhard is a bachelor w no kids to target his life at this pivotal juncture#hilde going ‘is reinhard a vessel for oberstein’s machiavellianism?’ naw pop rein was always like dat💓🫣#he just thinks people who dont have any skill or strength are disgusting.#and that. is a lot.#REINHARD WOULD CALL ME A WELFARE QUEEN💔💔💔💔💔💔#Re: when he links with yang.. yang has an ideology & a true desire for a simple life whereas reinhard is living on selfimposed borrowed time#‘i want power so i dont have to listen to people i dont like tell me things’#Like. wanting a simple life & to not listen to unsuitable authority is sympathetic!#i think on a fundamental level both of these desires r very easy to sympathize with but sprawl into behemoths & r so… so telling#characterization is where this show is the strongest imo my other unpop take ?
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stormlit · 6 months
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ohhh you want to watch a witty chaotic heartfelt actual play set in space so bad, you want to find yourself caring about a crew of misfits played by the funniest fucking people with one of my favourite gms, the first ep is fully available without subscriptions to anything
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bitingdcwn · 9 months
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surprisingly active on discord rn so i’d love some more filthy stuff on there pls. wants under the cut.
inc*st/stepc*st, breast play, squirting, watersp*rts, daddy/mommy kink, somno, t*boo roleplaying between charas, spanking, an*l. no need to include all or even most, just some things my muses want. 
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Excuse me that is my emotional support magical/idol girl anime.
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gemharvest · 5 months
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NOOOO RANDOM TOYHOUSE USER YOU FORGOT TO SUBSCRIBE TO THE RAFFLE HOST!!!!!! YOU FORGOT TO SUBSCRIBE!!!!!!! SUBSCRIPTION WAS AN ENTRY REQUIREMENT!!!!! NOW YOU'RE NOT GOING TO BE ENTERED INTO THE RAFFLE!!!!!
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prettyboykatsuki · 2 years
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FAND I AM LOSING MY BRAINS AT UR BAKUGOU IN A MAID DRESS FIC I AM GONNA REBLOG IT ANd probably go a little nuts in the tags but i am telling you that i am glad i have you around as i reenter my "make cute men cry and beg" era
STREI BELOVED HELLO AND YES
i have been trying to commit more to the whole "write what you want" so please expect more submissive and desperate men this year because im very actively trying to get over my embarassment and write what i enjoy
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taconafide2 · 10 months
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inb4 neuvilette has a -100 crit passive or is an energy hungry support forcing you to give him ugly ass fav codex
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hubverse-shenanigans · 11 months
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Not far behind this classic Sans, another group of monsters started to come from the deepest depths of Mt. Ebott. There was something a little bit different about this set of monsters compared to the first. To start off, the one that was with their human wasn't a Frisk but a Chara, and the one that was holding their hand wasn't a short, blue-clad skeleton monster but instead was a tall and still a bit chubby orange-clad skeleton monster who seemed very worn out and ready to pass out at any given moment.
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*The human kept their gaze towards the ground...they had made it to the surface...
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