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vagueiish · 3 months

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on the one hand, i'm sad that the unromanced companions can't romance one another bc some of those dynamics are *chef's kiss*

on the other hand, i'm glad for it, because then my tav would be fucked (or, rather, unfucked?) because there's no way anyone's choosing him over anyone else. it just wouldn't make any sense

#he simply cant compete #its like that 'you vs the guy he told you not to worry about meme'#except it's literally all the companions #'something something poly!'#'then there's no need to choose!!!'#except who would opt to also indulge in expired gas station sushi when they have access to a five star buffet??? hello?????#im prolly the only one to feel like this lmao but like... ugh #romancing the companions is fun but there's just No Way anyone would be attracted to him #and then it's not so fun #tav #bg3 tav #bg3 #to the void with love

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sleyu · 9 months

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in regards to perv!marauders . . . theyd so get off on the more innocent pics of you— it could be a polaroid of you smiling and it’d be covered in cum by the end of the summer bcos your innocence is so hot to them

i am losing my mind at the thought of this. the mere thought of corrupting you torments perv!marauders and something about the contrast of their filth paired with your seemingly pure disposition makes their cock throb.

the photo usually always comprises you beaming, presumably looking up at them through the camera, batting your eyelashes prettily, looking so radiant and cute. i can picture a photo of you leaning against their palm, their large hands caressing your cheek while you peer up at them. maybe it’s that sleepy look of yours; maybe it’s your flushed face or your puffy, watery eyes; or perhaps it’s the gloss on your lips that makes you look so girly and kissable that has them groaning into their pillow as they fist their aching cock late into the night, feverish and frantic to cum to the sight of you.

it's not only your innocence that gets them off, but it's the thought of ruining it that drives them to the edge. all of them would repeatedly fantasize about making you just as desperate as they are for you. they want nothing more than for you to look up at them—a betrayed, foggy look in your lust-filled eyes—begging them to take you again because three rounds simply aren’t enough and you're far too addicted to their cocks stretching out your ruined cunt to stop.

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agendabymooner · 1 month

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SOMETHING VICTORIOUS !!! CS55 + CL16 + LN4 X FEM!READER (18+)

summary: the podium finishers weren’t the only thing that finished that night.

content warning: smut under the cut (minors dni!), explicit language, gangbang???, mmmf smut content, dubcon, pwp, double penetration + oral sex (m receiving), mentions of sexism/misogyny (NOT APPLIED TO DRIVERS), consensual degradation, squirting, praise kink, i did not proofread this (the race just finished two hours ago duh)

note: i have returned with a short blurb eheh enjoy xx

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there was something vile about the way celebrations occurred for the ferrari drivers.

ferrari 1-2’s are rare, sure, so this called for celebration— a massive one even.

so if anyone ever saw how carlos and charles celebrated with their sweet girl, anyone would consider this… morbid.

for some, it was filthy. sinful, even.

but having walked into carlos sainz’s hotel room after the two scarlet drivers called it an ‘early night’, lando’s eyes couldn’t find themselves to look away when he found the woman sandwiched between the two.

both carlos and charles were spearing through her holes and carrying her like she weighed nothing, both foreheads were sweaty after fucking her the moment they’ve stepped inside the suite.

she couldn’t even find herself to talk, her body too busy being manipulated and moved around while both her holes were stuffed with their cocks.

any man could call her a whore for having not only one, but two men fuck her at once. any man could degrade her for allowing men to do this to her body while she writhed and whined about how good she felt when they stuffed her.

so, it was too bad that lando wasn’t just any man. he couldn’t even stop himself from watching unless someone killed him themselves.

the british man’s mouth was practically salivating when carlos lifted her up and sunk her down their cocks, watching her cunt produce liquids that indicated her pleasure.

lando was so busy gawking at the way her cunt throbbed around charles’ cock that he couldn’t feel anything but his own cock painfully throbbing under his trousers.

he was too busy watching that he didn’t notice the way charles and carlos glanced at him with amused smirks.

it was only when charles spoke up did he snap out of his thoughts.

“which one?” charles asked with a teasing smirk at the british man, making lando shake his thoughts away.

when he saw how lando got confused, charles repeated, “she expressed her interest in inviting you before but not once did we see how… interested you were.”

“now you’re here,” carlos laid her down on the king sized bed gently. “so which one?”

“i- uh- i-“ lando stammered, his buzzed self no longer there as every rational thoughts he had were long gone.

“hm,” charles hummed before looking at carlos who stood as well. “do you think she can handle another one?”

“yeah,” the three men looked at the woman on the bed, watching her hazy eyes glossing over the three as her mouth let out, “i want more cock in me…”

“atta girl,” lando’s eyes darkened when he saw how frail, sexy, hot and beautiful the naked woman was. he never truly saw her in a new light until lando saw how fucked out she looked.

so much for a podium celebration with the ferrari men.

anyone with two eyes could tell that this was a sight to behold: her cunt sinking down on carlos’ cock, her back hole preoccupied by charles, and her mouth full of lando.

it could be considered a renaissance painting, for she was a masterpiece waiting to be coated full of the three men who can paint her in any way they wanted her to be.

“oh fuck, baby,” lando groaned, growling as the tip of his cock reached the back of her throat. her muffled moans only added to his pleasure as her mouth vibrated around his length.

“mmf-“ she hummed around lando’s cock. her eyes glimmered. was it in joy or simply in overwhelming pleasure? both things correlate to one another.

charles thrusted inside her roughly, his hands digging to her hips. he growled lowly and nipped in her ear with a murmur of, “merde, your hole is too fucking snug, bebe. you’re so fucking good for me.”

“you like that, sì?” carlos reached up to pinch her nipples, eventually slapping her tits as she yelped around lando’s length. “hm? you like it when you have three cocks inside of you? you love being a good slut for us?”

when she was expected to give an answer, lando grabbed her hair and pulled her away from his cock. his other hand continued to stroke himself while he murmured, “c’mon baby, he wants an answer.”

she tried to utter a word, but it was only the light slap of lando’s palm that had her uttering, “yes- yes. i love your cocks so much.”

“good girl,” lando’s cock slapped against her cheek before he slid it back in her mouth, now fucking her face as the ferrari drivers behind and under her picked up their paces.

“fuck- fuck, good fucking girl,” lando praised her repeatedly, hearing her choke on him quietly as she tried to get a hold of herself.

she couldn’t. she was so… overwhelmed.

“i’m gonna fucking cum, merde,” charles hissed behind her, not even minding that his cock had gone deep inside her as he let out a groan.

“i can feel you— oh… fuck,” carlos groaned. “you are so fucking good and tight for me, bonita… you gonna cum, huh?”

she couldn’t respond, thus earning chuckles from the three men. regardless of whether or not she could, she was beginning to feel herself cum again. and again. and again.

never mind getting a podium or a race win, because the three men knew that she was the only one who deserved the victory and the celebration that occurred between the four of them.

it might be morbid for most, but god… no amount of champagne sprays can top the celebration she was having with the australian grand prix’s podium finishers.

♡ moony’s reminder 🅶 (general): @hiraethrhapsody @avaleineandafryingpan @enhacolor @roseandtulips @woweewoowa @magnummagnussen @happy-nico @architect-2015 @hiireadstuff @biancathecool @scorpiomindfuck @stinkyjax

♡ moony’s reminder 🅴 (explicit edition): @glitterf1 @savrose129 @maxillness @bigsimperika @xoscar03

#formula one imagine #f1 smut #♔ something sinful ⎯ f1 smut #f1 imagine #charles leclerc smut #carlos sainz jr smut #lando norris smut #cl16 #cs55 #ln4 #lando norris #carlos sainz #charles leclerc #♛ something multiplied ⎯ poly!f1 smut

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zephyr-heart · 2 years

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I love you QPRs, I love you polyamory, I love you relationship anarchy, I love you aromantics with partners, I love you people who don’t want relationships, I love you I admire you loveless community, I love you ignoring amatonormativity <3

#if you don’t know what something means I probably have a definition in my pinned post #queerplatonic #polyamory #relationship anarchy #loveless #loveless aro #aromantic #amatonormativity #aro 🤝 poly

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hajihiko · 7 months

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The polycules are falling apart

#Ultimate Impostor #Hajime hinata #Mikan Tsumiki #Ibuki mioda #Ryota mitarai #Nagito Komaeda #Fuyuhiko kuzuryu #Poly ship names are so difficult. Guess not #an art #Barely. I did not have the willpower I thought I did when I started this #Anyway I'm trying so hard to manage something spooky for the spooky month but. Yknow how it is. Sometimes you dont have the spark the energ #plenty of ideas tho!#Hearing aids go on the fritz. Pictures taken have extra shadows or a hand that doesnt belong there #Etc etc ugh I dont even have words lol. I'm tired

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meowpupp · 1 month

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as a thank you for hitting 1k followers, and an apology for my absence, I would like to share my take on poly!141.

poly141! x recruit!reader. 1.5k words. mentions of sex, although no smut. yet.

you're a sweet little thing. smart as a whip, nerdy, and confident. having spent most of your post highschool graduate years studying, youve acquired numerous impressive qualifications. while most people your age in university were out partying, getting blind drunk, hooking up, you were studying.

a tech genius. that's what laswell had sold you as to price. he had been hesitant to allow any new members at all, especially ones so young. and yet, taskforce 141 sees two new additions. the newest little tech genius who's climbing quickly through the ranks, and another soldier. someone by the name of roach.

at first, you weren't amused. as a woman in the military, your life was already difficult enough. being assigned to an all male taskforce felt like your worst nightmare. but after some convincing from laswell, and realizing this would be the fastest way to make a name for yourself, you sign the papers.

your first week is smooth, albeit awkward. you and the other new recruit, roach, get along fairly well. he's funny, a little dorky, but obviously skilled. he isn't as intimidating as the others, being almost as young as you. you find yourself gravitating to him often, often staying up late together, eating meals together, and even training together. you make quick friends.

and so, it's only natural that you both end up becoming… closer. late night talks turn into makeouts, and makeouts turn into grinding. it's somewhat clumsy however… as if the two of you can quite place the power dynamics.

the others, however, are much more of a challenge to get along with. you're cautious, aware these men have been in this business much longer than you. the four of them- price, ghost, gaz, and soap- are a power unit. it takes weeks for you to find your place within the team.

price tries to be welcoming, although it doesn't quite work. there's this sense of authority and power around him that makes you feel small, almost submissive. his gruff voice sends shivers down your spine each time he speaks over comms, panties growing wet each time he gives you a direct order.

it's almost as if he knows, whispering your name rather than your military nickname. his voice sounds almost seductive. it makes you feel like a pervert, imagining him growling in your ear each time you get off.

price has a way of always remaining in control and not just with you. the power dynamics within the task force are subtle yet well established. there seems to be a chain of command that follows their ranks. price on top, then ghost, then gaz and soap. you notice how they all drop casual innuendos, their affection for each other, corssing over the boundary of just friendliness.

ghost barely looks, let alone, speaks to you for the first month. you're unsure if he even likes you. on the field, he's sharp and alert. you occasionally hear him share banter with the others, but never feel brave enough to join in. the man is intimidating, almost three times your size, a quiet sort of confidence and dominance that follows him around. he's the one you train with most often.

ghost is ruthless. he slams you into the matt, somehow always ending up between your thighs, his big hands holding them apart and pinning you down. you can't help but memorise the sight. your Lieutenant, panting, slightly sweat as he holding you in such a lewd position, glaring down at you.

it's your favourite fantasy to think about late at night as you touch yourself, unaware that the walls are so thin that ghost himself hears you whimper his name. he strokes himself in time with the slick noises of your cunt, imagining how desperate you must look.

gaz isn't intimidating, per say. he isn't distant like ghost or unapproachable like price. the man has such a casual confidence and arrogance around him. he's the first to speak to you, ask you about yourself. throughout your career, you've met many military soldiers. most the men fit into two categories, misogynistic dicks who don't believe you have a place within the ranks, or disgusting perverts who want a quick fuck (most of them have wives, even kids.) but gaz is refreshing. he fits into neither.

he often starts conversations with you. asking questions and truly listening as you speak. little do you know he records each one, saving them for when he's alone late at night. something about the way you speak, your tone, the quiet rasp or accent, it makes him stupidly hard. he's not above recording you while you workout, standing just close enough to capture each huff and grunt as you lift. it's those recordings that get him off the quickest, wondering how whiny youd sound if he held a vibrator to your clit, didnt let up until you were crying and covered in slick.

and soap. the man is difficult for you to read. your first impression is that he's one of those men who fit into the ‘misogynistic asshole’ category. apart from your initial meeting, he practically ignores you.

you can tell its not deliberate. he just seems more immersed in the natural, pre-established dynamic of the taskforce. the one that doesn't include you. it takes a while, but after a month or two, your interactions become more common.

he turns out to be very respectful- even helpful. due to your background in tech, you skipped a few ranks when you joined. soap helps you in the shooting range. standing behind you, body pressing into yours from behind, correcting your posture before you fire.

you even create games with each other. he gives you little quizzes. theyre normally about gun components, military jargon, or even field upgrades. with each quiz he promises a ‘reward.’

its embarrassing whenever you blush and grow wet when he says it. the rough growl of his voice, combined with the accent he has, all makes you dizzy. you don't even notice how he plays it up, practically purring out the word, smirking as you squirm, making sure to graze his fingertips over your hot skin.

it's obvious that after a month or two, that roach is significantly more acclimated than you. it feels unfair. your relationship with each member is steadily growing, yet something about how roach interacts with them is so different. it's like you're missing a puzzle piece.

it isn't until one night when you're venting your frustration that roach reveals the reason he's clicked with them so quickly.

“It's like an initiation,” he smirks, eyes flicking away from you, “think of it kind of like…. hazing.” his eyes are almost predatory as he meets yours again, so unlike the goofy persona he usually has, “if you like, I could speak to price. they have started to discuss inviting you in.”

it's as if everything made sense now. it wasn't your fault. it was another case of discrimination, you being left out because you didn't fit into their stupid boys club.

ever since that conversation with roach, you have become frustrated, irritable, and short with them all. you fulfilled all your required tasks but refused to engage with them any further. denying invites to the pub, ignoring gaz when he tried to speak, training alone, no longer asking soap for help.

after about a week of this, price calls you to his office.

a sick sense of unease and anxiety settles in your gut. the man is so intimidating, and this surely wasn't a positive meeting. you've never been in a position like this. all throughout school, you were a grade A student, and within your years in the military, you've always maintained basic respect and politeness. you've never been in trouble with a CO.

when you step into his office, however, all your expectations are subverted. price sits at his desk, smoking a cigar. roach leans against it next to him. the two of them are speaking lowly.

price notices you first. his eyes carry an emotion you haven't seen before. lust. he's staring at you as if you're some sort of prey. with a smirk, he blows out a large puff of smoke. it curls around him, only making him more intimidating.

“if you were feeling excluded, sweetheart, you should've made me aware.” he leans back in his chair. suddenly, the room feels so small, your body getting hot, “id be more than happy to include you.”

roach walks towards you, guiding you further into the office. he doesn't let you sit, however, instead standing behind you, hands groping your hips. his fingertips slip under your shirt, brushing the sensitive skin of your stomach.

he kisses your neck, “price wants to see how pretty you are,” his hands slide further up, taking your shirt off, “let's give him a show, yeah?”

cont.

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kcamberart · 1 year

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Terapagos is truly one of the creatures ever. What a whimsical and inviting nature.

#and i mean that in the most positive way i love it already #blender #low poly #lowpoly #low-poly #pokemon #art #artists on tumblr #Terapagos #3d model #3d modeling #pokemon scarlet and violet #literally stopped in the middle of playing Ishin to make something with this thing

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zu-is-here · 8 months

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Memories

Ink by comyet

Dream by jokublog

Underswap!Sans from underswapped by p0pcornpr1nce || Blueberror by loverofpiggies

#zu art #star sanses poly week #star sanses #dream!sans #ink!sans #swap!sans #us!sans #underswap!sans #undertale #undertale au #utmv #starsanspolyweek2023 #it's far from something romantic but I really wanted to show them working together as a team... and a family <3 #and just as far from the canon but pff who can stop me ;D #just realized that Ink is the only one who can summon a gaster blaster (°▽°)☆

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toasty-owl-arts · 1 month

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did not realize how off model I drew the ddlc girls until this lmao

#my art #finchdoodles #doki doki literature club #doki doki monika #doki doki natsuki #doki doki yuri #doki doki sayori #doki doki literature club fanart #shitpost #why is the quality so ASS #anyway #theyre all in love #or something #kiss #poly dokis

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a-whispering-echo · 1 month

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horror is having an actual soul attack in that last frame

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madfoxx · 11 months

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“In japanese culture they have a myth where they believe, that all soulmates are connected by an invisible red string, and those strings are attached to each of their little fingers.”

#*sobs* its all about the triangles guys #but for real #wouldnt it be iconic if the wholesome love wins tv show ended its triangle themed season with a happy poly relationship #thereby subverting the boring old love-triangle trope and turning it into something beautiful and new?#yeah. yeah that would be nice #please god just let them be happy and loved and let them get the ending they deserve #ted lasso #ted lasso spoilers #s3 #mom city #ted lasso fanart #ot3 #royjamiekeeley #my stuff #fanart #roy kent #keeley jones #jamie tartt

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thesims2comics · 2 months

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Some plants from The Sims 2 <3

#i love ts2 plants #something about those low poly boys just hits right #ts2 #the sims 2 #my art

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moeblob · 11 days

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Felix, once again, is me.

#fe three houses #felix hugo fraldarius #hubert von vestra #one of my favorite things is making these two interact where they are so hostile in civil manners #like snarky comments between them are a joy to draw #if i draw them and they arent antagonizing each other something is wrong (unless its my poly ship which is less antagonizing)

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chubbyreaderchan · 1 year

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Fight | Poly!Lost boys x GN!reader

Warnings: Canon typical violence, reader gets touched by a rando, fighting, first time writing a fic for the Lost Boys.

Summary: An outsider thinks the reader is selling themselves to the Boys and thinks it’s okay to harass her, right in front of them!

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Music blared through the boardwalk; the boys surrounded you, their human mate enjoying the show. Paul was dancing and laughing with Mark, David was smoking leaning against a railing eyeing the crowd for their dinner, and you were leaning against the chest of Dwayne. His hands rested on your hips as you moved to the music.

You couldn’t help but laugh watching your boys just be that your boys. Paul swaggered up to you, a big goofy grin on his face, and pressed a tongue and teeth-filled kiss against your lips. You laughed again as he pulled away mouthing the words to the song being sung before practically tackling Marko. The cute cherub was one wrong move from a fight constantly, and Paul almost got decked, almost. Only stopped because Marko realized who it was. You couldn’t help but shake your head at the antics of your boyfriends.

You pat at your jacket pockets and count to see how much cash you had before deciding to break off to get overly expensive concert water.

“I’m gonna be back,” you pulled slightly from Dwayne, who gently held your wrist as you pulled back.

“What’s up, sweetheart,” he asked.

“Just thirsty, I’ll be back,” You gave him a quick peck on his lips weaving a bit.

You gently lay a hand on David’s shoulder; his crystal blue eyes stare up at you his hand touching yours.

“Water,” you respond to his look. “I’ll be fine you keep thinking about dinner, okay?”

David didn’t say anything, just gave you a mildly annoyed look before scoping the crowd letting your hand slip through his.

It was a surprisingly short line, most likely due to the booth running out of alcohol and everyone moving on to a different one. Yet it seemed to take a lot longer for the attendant to get your water, you didn’t mind waiting. It was nice to step away from the crowd a bit, and take a breath of… not exactly fresh air but air not suffocating from the stench of body odor and general wet-butt-concert smell.

It was a wonder your boys could stand the stench.

You leaned against the counter of the booth, back turned slightly from the crowd, tapping on the wood to the drum beat as best as you were able. Two cold and thin hands ran over your ass, a smile on your face assuming it was Paul or Marko only to turn and be shocked to see… some guy.

Great. “How much do they pay you,”

“What?”

“To have all of them all over you, they gotta pay good to gang bang you, eh?” He grabbed at your face, but you pushed him off.

“What the fuck do you think you are doing?” David’s voice was loud.

Relief of not needing to fight some asshole washed over you.

“C’mere kitten,” He called you, and you morphed into the group of biker punks.

Marko looked like a ticking time bomb about to explode on the guy. He thought he was being slick. Smooth. Trying to get on their mate.

That wouldn’t happen.

Ever.

“Oh, you who I talk to about how much a fuck with them is?” he said right to David’s face.

The platinum blonde sneered, tossing his cigarette to the ground. But Marko was quicker. His fists flew hard, potentially breaking the bone of the man.

They were crowding around ready to tear him apart, Dwayne the only one holding back to keep you from getting involved.

They only stopped when security arrived, throwing the whole fighting group out of the venue.

“You guys don’t have to do that,” you tell them, walking back to their bikes.

You mount Marko’s feeling like you need to hold onto him the most. He joins you on his bike, allowing you to wrap your arms around his middle.

“Doll, we won't let you be disrespected like that,” David said, lifting your chin with his gloved finger to face him.

His touch elicited a happier feeling than that of the groping bastard. A smile cracks on your lips, and David presses a quick kiss to them.

“At least we have dinner now,” Paul said, pinching your cheek playfully before mounting his bike.

You lean against Marko, cheek against his patterned jacket. “Thanks for defending my honor, Marko,”

“Of course, dove. What kind of mate would I be if I let someone treat you like that,”

With that, they kicked off their bikes and recklessly took you back to the cave.

#poly lost boys x reader #the lost boys x reader #dwayne x reader #marko x reader #paul x reader #david x reader #tlb x reader #tlb #the lost boys imagine #fanon #poly #idk tbh #something i think about #cuz it was the 80s #also i head canon if their mate is chubby that paul loves pinching their cheeks

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roychewtoy · 10 months

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proof of concept for the succession point and click game

#hi lok ming thank u for the idea :]#if theres one thing about me its that im gonna go into a zoomed in laser focused state and edit... something #now all we need is the succession persona dungeon crawler life sim with low poly models and the succession dress up game #they cut roman out the parks video because of his trombone speech😔#roman roy #succession #my edit #chewtoy

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faetreides · 1 month

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Okay everyone walk w me here..

HEAR. ME OUT.

Its the peacekeeper era. Sej and Coryo are bunkmates w benefits if you catch my drift, and by that i mean Coryo is a bottom bitch for Sej bcs c'mon look at him. You call up Sejanus one night (ur his gf, lets pretend he doesn't get nerfed) all needy and just overall upset because you miss him!!

And since Sej hasn't heard your lovely sleepy voice in so so long, he gets all worked up over it. And one thing leads to another and Coryo is sat there sucking off Sej as he pays no mind to the blonde boy beneath him, he's simply stood there cooing at you for being such a brave girl for being on your own and talking you through an orgasm as he has his own <3

toxic sej bandwagon everyone jump on rn

this was word vomit so i hope u get my vision

thank u for listening 🗣

(that picture is so me, like look at me admiring my bf y’all)

sejanus with reader: 😍💍💋

sejanus with coryo: 😴😒🐕‍🦺

This is so crazy, I love toxic Sej and I kind of like to think of the scenario as one where since Sej and reader are apart, he uses Coryo like a toy. And Coryo's fine with it at the end of the day, because when your voice is coming through the phone over his head, it's the closest he'll ever get to having you both, but he knows Sej wouldn't let him touch you. (or would he) He jerks himself off after Sej has fallen asleep with you on the phone and hangs up for him (which makes Sej fuck his mouth harder the next night).

It's so bizarre bc to Sej, no part of the situation is that big of a deal and you'd never need to know what went down in the bunk beds because it's not like he cheated or anything.

When they return to the capitol (both alive lmao), it would be so funny if Sejanus just dropped Coryo because he didn't need him anymore. Now Coryo can't entertain himself with his delusions and he'll have to cum alone without Sej's touch or your voice, and this is when he kind of snaps and falls into more of his canon behavior and develops a psychosexual obsession with the two of you.

Begs him to let Coryo suck him off on the train ride back one last time, bottles Sej's cum to lube up his cock when Coryo inevitably has enough and gets you alone so he can breed you. He claims that way the baby would share dna with both him AND Sej, he might genuinely believe it too. Sejanus had called you as soon as he realized Coryo was heading to your place, hoping that you would get distracted and leave the line open. Or maybe he had no idea what would happen, you'd certainly never expect him to be an instigator.

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