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melverie · 7 months

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Can I just say that I absolutely LOVE how ever since they all found out that MC is human and was brought here against their will, it was Lucifer who kept insisting that they shouldn't be the ones to trap MC in the Devildom. That whether they want to stay or not is a decision MC has to make themself and that the brothers should support them no matter what they end up choosing

And now that the moment is finally here, now that MC has confirmed that they indeed plan on heading home, and now that all of his brothers agreed on helping them get back, having forged a pact and lending their powers to do so—

Now that he knows that he's the final piece needed to send them back; that the lingering idea of the yet to be forged pact between them is what's stopping MC from potentially leaving their side for good, leaving his side for good—

Now that they have finally gotten to this point, he realizes something. And he's unable to live with it

And so, he goes back on his word.

He's taking that choice from them.

"I don't want to."

Lucifer's pride is what keeps his voice leveled and neutral, as if it were just another day. As if he everything was completely fine. As if he didn't feel this pain in his heart, almost as if someone had rammed a dagger through his chest over and over and over again

To most people, he'd appear to be in perfect control of his emotions—if only his gaze wouldn't completely obliterated that frail façade of his. The way his beautiful dark eyes shimmering with a hint of blood red silently plead, beg MC to stay...

Internally, he is breaking apart because he knows what he is doing isn't right. He knows that he shouldn't trap them like a bird in a cage, and yet he can't help himself. Not in this situation. Not when it comes to MC

'No'

He—Lucifer, Avatar of Pride himself—is the last thing trapping the very person that finally made him realize what his sister had meant forever ago

'I won't let you go'

How one day, someone would stumble their way into his life, and how he'd love them so wholeheartedly and so deeply that everything else would become trivial as long as he'd get to hold them in his arms

'I can't let you go'

Someone that he'd happily throw away everything for, not even considering any alternatives if only for the shred of a chance at just one last tomorrow with them

'Please stay with us. Please stay with me'

Everything.

'I cannot lose you, MC'

Even if they'll never forgive him for it.

"I'm not going to forge a pact with MC."

#obey me nightbringer lesson 34 spoilers #slipped into writing mode at some point whoops #this was such a small moment but i love it so much #it does so much for his character even tho you don't realize it at first #tho ngl his “i don't wanna >:(” kinda makes him sound like a 5yo SDJDAKFLHSLGHSD #it's okay luci we love you anyway <3 (lass mich in meine zeit zurück du hu--)#anyway i already mentioned this in the post but the way he kept his expression neutral?#THE WAY HE KEPT HIS EXPRESSION PREFECTLY NEUTRAL?!?!?!??!!?#you just know he was BREAKING APART inside #i swear sometimes i'm so soft for him #anyway can you tell i have a lot of emotions rn HSDJAKFLHSHGSG #obey me spoilers #obey me nightbringer spoilers #obey me lesson 34 spoilers #obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me nightbringer lesson 34 #obey me lesson 34 #;mel's main story disscetion #;mel's analyses

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bixels · 12 days

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What did/do you like about Pharah?

Uh, gameplay-wise, I really love characters in shooters who rely on three-dimensional movement techs. Chaining together hover and jump to stay in the air for as long as possible and keep momentum is so satisfying, and picking enemies off from the sky made me feel like a bird of prey. I was a good Pharah main.

Story-wise, there unfortunately isn't much to canonically go off because Pharah is so underutilized and neglected. Her personality's pretty boilerplate "heroic hero" (she's literally inspired by Captain America).

But it's the crumbs/bits and pieces that I really latched onto. Pharah's a confirmed lesbian; her short story with Baptiste implies she harbors a crush on Mercy (fucking thank you.). She's biracial Egyptian/First Nations. She has major mommy issues, having grown up both admiring and resenting Ana. She's the bridge between Old Overwatch, inspired by the idealized heroes who surrounded her childhood, and New Overwatch. She's one of the only inter-generational characters in the cast; someone whose experiences span the gap, which is why I seriously believe Pharah would make a great main character.

There isn't much to go off of, though; she's a very uncomplicated character (she's a soldier for a private military corporation, lol.). But that just means she's a blank slate character, so I've seen fanfic writers run wild and create some really interesting takes on her. My favorite interpretation of her's a dense, herbo gym-bro type (a lot of her liens are about work outs, exercising, and playing sports) who's easily excitable under her seemingly self-serious, armored visage. We see how she tends to gloat and hype herself up when she's on a streak too, so Pharah definitely has a competitive and boastful side under her more professional and militant performance.

Now Mercy? Mercy is a real complex character.

#i was a diehard pharmercy shipper back then btw #the inherent homoerotic experience of pharmercy gameplay.#the homoerotic experience of looking to the skies to fly to safety under the protection of your knight in shining armor #the homoerotic experience of feeling white hot murderous rage at an enemy trying to pick off your pocket mercy #i still kinda despise gency lmao. you cannot convince me mercy would be in love with genji. at all.#he'd make her feel so uncomfortable and guilty. in my head. the canon is obviously different #gency is sexless. absolutely zero bite or tension.#i could go on about mercy and how her character has so much missed potential #i'm no longer in my overwatch fandom phase but #i still think about that new flirty line they added in ow2 where mercy goes “ahh you're like my knight in shining armor!”#and pharah goes “that's what i'm goin for ;)” and i sigh dreamily #really happy that pharah outright says she's a lesbian too but it's hard to feel good about rep when you know blizzard uses it for pr #to be honest i'm willing to bet cash that blizzard's keeping pharmercy in their back pocket as ammo for the next controversy #last year we already saw logs about pharah fretting and taking care of mercy and the two talking about how good it is to see each other #tbh pharah has the same energy/demeanor as applejack. cheerful and competitive in a can of whoopass #but yeah overall pharah's a pretty shallow character. i have IDEAS on how i'd go about deepening her but. whatever #that's sorta what happens when you have to juggle a cast of 40 characters. a lot get left with the bare minimum #ok so i wrote this entire post up saying that pharah isn't in ow2's storymode when she is. she's in the story i just. forgot #because she doesn't do or contribute anything interesting #ok i'm stopping here. overwatch's story is such an interesting narrative mess i could go on for hours #i dunno how you come up with such incredible character designs and give them such an unincredible story #it's also so so so interesting seeing the conflicting takes on characters the writers have #mercy in gameplay and voicelines is peppy and cheerful and optimistic #but mercy in the storymode journal logs is tired. jaded. a total shut in who forgets to leave her room and social #and YES! THAT'S WHAT I WANT!!! THAT'S MERCY TO ME!!! THE DOCTOR WHO FORGETS TO TAKE CARE OF HERSELF #ask me #anon

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eldest-of-katts · 17 days

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okay because people have shown up in my dms talking smack I'm going to make one blanket statement on the 1000 year loli chilchuck thing.

yes, there has been a problem with young girls being put in suggestive positions in anime with the "uhmmm she's actually a bajillion years old" excuse. yes, other characters don't treat chilchuck like an adult. yes, he is short with big eyes.

However, chilchuck consistently acts like a grown man. he- in both the manga and the anime- straight up just is an adult. He looks like an adult when he is any other race during the swaps in the manga. When the other characters get turned into half-foots they look similar to chilchuck. He is explicitly stated to have more dungeon and general life experience than laios, and he acts like it.

The 1000 year loli trope explicitly functions as an excuse to prey on people who are inexperienced and unable to advocate for themselves. Chilchuck is a parent, is a union organizer, has explicit boundaries that he enforces rigidly, and he is treated as an adult man by everyone who doesn't have a fantasy racism-focused character arc/issue.

I can see how if you haven't read the manga and seen that he has an established life that he later reveals (and haven't paid attention to him in the anime lol) you could get a mistaken impression about him. Marcielle does too in the source material! It's part of her character at the start of her arc that she has issues with longevity!

The thing that irks me a little about this interpretation is that it leans into the child-coded discourse that was prominent a while ago (she's short!!!!! but has boob???? ILLEGAL!!1!) and it does a disservice to the themes of infantilization as a policy maneuver hurting the working class.

I saw chilchuck and his labor advocacy for half-foots both as a metaphor for racism (obvious take ik) and for ageism.

The working gen z as a cohort are being infantilized and pushed out of job markets due to infantilization, similar to half-foots in the show. gen z is being maliciously portrayed as too young to vote, enter office, know themselves, know their rights, and take advantage of their resources. Simultaneously, child labor protections and protections against workplace abuse are being rolled back in the US. In Japan, young people are being worked to the bone for nothing and are becoming disenfranchised as a generation while simultaneously expected to be the labor faction that supports the postwar generations in their old age.

Chilchuck's being treated poorly I saw as a clever commentary on the ways infantilization allows for protections to be stripped away under the guise that "oh it's just a job for teenagers- they don't need more than minimum wage" or "let the kids rescue the economy! they're always complaining about that job market!" while simultaneously stripping away rights under the guise of protection- "We can't have that on the internet! think of the children!" "to protect these young people we must raise the age of medical consent for hormones/reproductive health decisions!"

Kui's work with this series spoke to me on many levels, and specifically, the infantilization issue touched me in a way that few other pieces of media have. The struggle to be taken seriously in a stem field as someone young, as someone female, and as someone who had a high-pitched voice to the point I did years of voice training to be taken seriously, chilchuck's character resonated. I (kinda) understand your instinct to think "SHORT! CHILD! RALLY THE MASSES AND KILL THE PEDOS!!1!" but in this case, it's misdirected- mostly because the author was trying to use this misdirection to prove something to you, the reader.

Kui consistently makes cutting commentary on modern issues, the show's take on food neutrality as its headliner, but also the author's takes on cultural issues and the environment (with a focus on our place in the food web as animals). I feel that reducing chilchuck's very conscious position as a tradesman and an activist discounted due to his apparent age down to "1000 year loli ewwww let's send this random tumblr user suicide bait" just displays a lack of critical analysis of the show and a level of disrespect towards Kui and the work as a whole.

TL:DR- stop sending me kys messages I'm fucking that old man

#dungeon meshi #chilchuck #suicide mention #fandom critical #dw I blocked the person but please refrain from telling people to kill themselves over chilchuck #hes a cool character but he is- still- only a character #long post #I know he's short but short people can still have sex #shocking I know #the person who sent me the message also has a lot of weird opinions of laios #like that he's too 'pure to think about sex'#broooo nooooo don't have weird opinions about autistic people being unable to consent!!#that's weird as fuck! autistic adults are still adults!!! quit infantilizing an already marginalized class!!#you're falling for the blatant misdirects that legislate away our rights!!#I get that it's just an anime it's not that deep #but at the same time the analysis skills are not skilling!!!#the reading comprehension is not comprehending!! the media literacy is not FUNCTIONING!!!#i am WORRIED ABOUT THIS #YOU WILL FALL FOR A PSYOP YOU ARE NOT IMMUNE TO PROPAGANDA #your words and deeds online are indicative of a deeper issue in your thinking that reveals a lack of understanding towards your own biases #you retain puritanical reactions and instincts despite carrying a new title #your understandings of the world are deeply and evidently shaped by flawed and cruel systems that you have failed to examine or grow out of #AUUUUGH please learn and grow as a person suicide bait helps nobody

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ashersanity · 22 days

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more sister fucking king🙏

— “TONGUE TIED LIES.”

— summary. it’s only natural to. at least, that’s what you insistently keep reminding yourself of to convince your ever growing guilt lurking deep within the shadows that is your mind — that this is fine. completely fine. is it not?

— content warning! full on incest, non-con? dub-con? it varies really, piss. yeah, you heard me, baby sister pussy pissing all over reader’s cock cuz’ it’s just fun, y’know? cream pie, mentions of.. breeding? toxic sibling dynamic, manipulation and past abuse implied, shit writing, mean, big brother reader who’s a borderline yandere and little sister penny.

— word count? just a short drabble, really. might’ve gotten carried away on certain parts.

— asher’s note : “know this isn’t exactly what you asked for probably, anon.. but, I had to. I fucking had to when the opportunity was right there. still hope this is to your enjoyment though even if I might have accidentally inflicted you all to my piss + humiliation kink combo.”

Kind, dependable and charitable. Those were the various terms the homely town of Pelican would proudly refer to you as. The sort of boy they could wholeheartedly count on regardless of the variable situations at hand. The one to follow suit when given a manual task like lifting the numerous, heavy bottles of milk shakily knocking against one another in the narrow, wooden container. That welcoming neighbour that’d shoot familiar smiles their way to whoever; the one envious mothers would openly compare their rebellious sons to whenever they caught sight of you down the street. Hell, even the local shut-in, Sebastian, known for his relatively indifferent attitude would greet you with the occasional nod whenever you two consequentially crossed paths by chance.

A friend of all. Charming boy you were, that’s precisely what the entirety of the town-folks knew you for. Repetitively expressing their endless gratitude towards you and namely, your younger sister Penny that’d simply nod along in agreement with that recognizable, sweet smile plastered onto her rosy face. After all, who couldn’t possibly believe so when you proved them wrong time and time again? Everyone did. Not a single one had managed to slip past the thinly veiled mask of deceit you had carefully put on for all to see, figured that automatic smile of yours was merely a sham to conceal your actual, truthful nature simmering deep within your core.

Yeah. Well, for that statement— That wasn’t entirely the case. Someone had indeed wormed their way through.

Oh, sweet little Penny. Always a hitch in your plan, isn’t she? Discreetly sneaking where she wasn’t supposed to, thus leading to this unfortunate predicament solely placed upon her foolish little self. Only has herself to blame for this, doesn’t she? Not like she didn’t plainly ask for it either, those provoking sniffles of hers paired with the glistening tears freshly rolling down the length of her scarlet cheeks. Any man would’ve done the same in your position, in your dutiful role as the older, responsible brother here. It’s only natural to. At least, that’s what you insistently keep reminding yourself of to convince your ever growing guilt lurking deep within the shadows that is your mind — that this is fine. Completely fine. Is it not?

Really, you’re not the one at fault here! Look at how pathetic she appears before you right now. Resembling that of a shivering bunny encircled by the protective grasp of your arms tight around her smaller waist, a prey right within the drooling maw of its awaiting predator. Pathetic and oh, so helpless without the ‘well-intentioned’ guarding of her older brother, quivering figure sat atop your comfortable lap. Sibling bonding, you’d happily call it. Yet, if anyone were to catch a glimpse of such a scene, they’d surely know that this isn’t just some regular ‘sibling bonding’ between brother and sister. Fuck, far from it with how her tight little cunt is wrapped so nicely around the veiny girth of your pulsing cock, freely dripping slick onto the fuzzy carpet below.

The same one your shared mother had notably complained about constantly being messy due to the various, wet spots found on it at times. Ah, speaking of — You should probably deal with that recurring issue before she drunkenly barges onto that little sick act of yours and properly disowns you for being caught balls deep in her fucking daughter. That’s a sure fire way to be kicked out of this area, detested by your previously homely neighbours.

An amusing scenario to ponder on nonetheless, you suppose. However, more pressing matters require your undivided attention at the moment, starting off with your younger sister’s stifled whimpers echoing faintly throughout the trailer. Always been such a noisy one, hasn’t she?

“What’s the matter? Not comfy?” It’s more of a rhetorical statement than it is of genuine curiosity, knowing full well by the predictable squirms of her legs raised high that no— it’s sort of difficult to be considered at ease with this position, huh? Poor thing, can’t even muster up a response to utter out in return with how fucked out she stupidly is, cunt merely squeezing back around your leaking cock to signal her ever approaching climax.

And well, wouldn’t you be such a mean big brother if you were to blatantly refuse her of her well-deserved reward as promised? Greedy thrusts accompanied by the firm grasp you have around the flesh of her hips, relishing in the hiccuped moans uselessly spilling out of her needy, little sister mouth. What a dirty bitch, really. Claiming to detest this when her baby sister pussy is clenching so eagerly down your full length, practically begging you to continue on further, to fuck yourself deeper in her wet hole. “P-Please—“ A measly attempt at begging on her part, sneering openly at the way her dainty hands find home to place onto your spread legs — because despite being the one partially responsible for her suffering here, you’re also the only one who she can potentially seek out whenever. The one to find a twisted sense of comfort in the possessive embrace of your arms as long as you remain by her side. That is enough for Penny. It’s dumb, really.

“I-I can’t—“ She sputters out mindlessly, those pretty tits of hers bouncing with every steady roll of your hips, further sending the two of you down the debauched path of depravity between mere siblings. Ah, can you really blame yourself when she’s so fucking warm? Shit—

Knowing exactly what she’s pleading for, yet you prod for a more coherent answer, y’know— just to be fuckin’ mean. “Please what? I can’t hear you if you don’t — hah, speak up for me.” A particular harsh thrust in the warm heat clamping around you so well has you both collectively gasping like a bunch of whores, eyes rolling into the back of your skull as your grip remains locked tight on the fat of her thighs. “Fuckin’ cmon, I know you can do better than that, Pen.” Hasn’t she learned how to properly speak through the choked babbles endlessly escaping her? It’s a shame, though it serves as proof that you should be training those lips more often now, stretch her pussy to the hilt till she grows familiar with it, learns how to perfectly take it. Molding her to your preferred likings.

All you’re given in return between the softened whines of feels weird! and too much! is the pitiful expression spread along her delicate features for you to appreciatively gaze at. Oh, is this a vain effort made by your dearest little sister to plead with your cruelty? Nice try, but you’re not such a sensible man to stupidly fall for baseless trickery. At least, you would’ve normally thought so in any other manner, yet you’ve silently decided to relent a tad bit in exchange for her faithful obedience thus far. “What? Why’re you lookin’ at me like that?” A gentle chuckle drawn forth from your chest has her noticeably relaxing within your grasp, that recognizable, boyish grin you’d present to the other residents peeking its way through. Not the one Penny truthfully knew under that faux layer of kindness, the smirk you’d flash her whenever she found herself alone with only your presence to keep her company. Those helping hands praised for their dexterity, riddled with purplish bruises that’d shamelessly grope at the smooth skin of her legs beneath her flowing skirt at the dinner table. That soft voice known to appease wild animals deep within the forest, sweetly whispering utter filth in the shell of her ear late at night as you hungrily palmed at her breasts.

Yes, all of those she painfully knew. All of you, without the layers and without the theatrics as if you were on stage with the spotlight directed entirely on your frame to catch your every movement in their wake. A wolf in a sheep’s clothing and she was the trembling bunny caught in its claws.

How ironic, really.

Your relationship was evidently far from the norm with its hidden ‘benefits’ as you’d so cheekily call it, muttering about how lucky she should feel to be able to practice with her far more experienced, elder brother — in case she ever does get a boyfriend which will never happen under your watchful guise. An empty reassurance to soothe her reluctant doubts, give her the underlying impression that this is what all siblings do together in the privacy of their own respective homes.

Now is not the time to really think about it though, not with the growing heat in the pit of her stomach, that sudden, awfully familiar sensation forming between the slicked wetness of her plush thighs. “Big— ah, big brother, please— I-I can’t—“ She tries pathetically, tears brimming to stain at her fluttering eyelashes with every shaky inhale to skillfully control her steady intakes of air. “I really, really need to go to the— hmph! bathroom! Please, I promise I won’t do anything funny! W-We can keep hugging after, just let me—“

“What’s that? Can’t you hold just a little bit longer for me, Pen?” Cruel and relentless is how she knew you best.

Ah, of course. Of course, you’d say that — that that’d be your answer to her frantic pleading, a sickening jolt passing through the entirety of her body as you instead draw rhythmic circles on her swollen clit with the pad of your thumb, disarming her concentration not to cum early or whatever disastrous accident may occur out of this. “N-No! I really need to go, it’s urgent!” But is it really? Perhaps the worst in all of this is how you do in fact know what awaits you, very much aware of the consequences at hand if you were to deny her once again. Deprive her of relieving herself, similar to how an owner would strictly train a puppy not to do its business whenever nor wherever. The comparison almost has you grinning snidely at a closer focus of your dynamic, the one who withholds full control here and has the authority to plainly tell her ‘no’. That’d be so mean however. Why do such a thing, huh?

Why? Cuz’ it’s fuckin’ fun, obviously.

Baby sister wants to piss so bad, huh? Well, she’s going to have to patiently wait for you to finish on your end firstly, wait for big brother’s cooed permission to finally ease out the tension subtly straining on her filled bladder. Sob all she wants about it, it’s only till you fucking allow her such privilege — dammit. And honestly? It’s borderline disgusting how appealing you find the mere idea of your younger sister wetting herself all over your fat cock — Throbbing balls earnestly tightening in response as an alarming reminder shot through your spine that you’re about this fucking close to bust a thick load in her eager, awaiting cunt. “Fuck— God, who ever gave you the right to be this tight? You’re so warm— shit, baby—” Maybe even knock her up if you can, make her belly all full and round for y’a, yeah? Would make such a good mommy, that’s for sure — with the way she carefully tends to the children surrounding her, following her every step. A man can wishfully dream as he pleases.

Since it’s your rightful role to, sickeningly defile that lingering innocence your mother sought to shield away from the corrupted world you two miserably have to live in. No need to, really. You’re already doing a thorough job at it, calloused fingertips tenderly digging in the pale complexion of her jaw, directing her tear-stained face towards yours for your parted lips to connect. Pink tongues fervently meeting in a sloppy, messy kiss that’s bound to leave her drooling mouth stuttering. Mixing spit to relish in the breathtaking sight of her glistening lips stained with your sticky saliva, something you can definitely fist your cock to later. What remains the best truly, however, is that fucked out expression she wears so prettily — swollen nipples spilling free from that pristine, yellow shirt you had savagely stripped down to display her milky tits for your hungry gaze to brazenly leer at. “Pretty.” You audibly sigh out, unsure whether she had briefly registered your unintentional compliment or not. Not that it mattered much, utterly focused on having her convulse snugly around the hefty girth of your full length as you teasingly rub at her sensitive clit.

“Told you— hah, I told you that you don’t get to go till you cum.” That warmth building within the depths of her tummy, a tightening coil promising to unleash at the most unfortunate of instants. No, no! If she cums now, she won’t possibly be able to hold herself back in time— The horrific thought far too much to bear for her fragile dignity that somehow remains somewhat intact in the midst of this ruthless fucking. If you keep— ah, fucking into her slicked hole like that, spreading her folds apart to shamelessly gawk in awe at every glide of your weeping cock sheathed inside her warm walls. She’ll really, really finish for real! More than anything, you solely intend to have your baby sister’s tight, little cunt adorably cream around your leaking cock, spill her dumb self all over your balls smacking against her bare backside while she’s at it, huh? That’d just about do it.

And you don’t have to wait much longer to have your desires fulfilled, a soundless squeak tumbling forth from her open mouth and there she goes— involuntarily gushing filthy fluids to stain the already soiled rug below your quivering frames, reeled in by the soft groan that slips past between your lips as she milks your entire length for all it’s worth. Thick ropes of cum shot out of your hot red tip to paint her pink insides with a creamy white, stuff her to the brim. “S-Stop— Too much! I can’t, big brother—“ Uselessly sobbing at the way you merely restrain her flailing legs, deftly lock her in her rightful place which simply happens to be your goddamn lap. Oh no, she’s not going anywhere. Worst of all is the weight of your warm palm pressed flatly against her smooth tummy, practically urging her to ease out her dirty release and— and, she can’t do this! Expecting another wave of accidental squirting, yet all she’s greeted with are golden streams of warm liquid spurting out of her fucked out, wet cunt that soon trickle down the length of her twitching legs. The daunting realization setting in that she’s— pissing herself all over big brother’s cock, in front of your sharp eyes that are sure to endlessly bully her for the oncoming years yet to pass.

It’s downright humiliating! Hiccuped moans silenced by your stunned cuss that she’s actually— she really fucking pissed on you, didn’t she?? No way. Your little Penny wetting herself, not to forget on you too. “Holy shit, did you really just— ahah, fuck— you really pissed all over yourself!” You gasp out momentarily only to snicker openly at the mess she’s created. The demeaning pitch of your laughter has her wanting nothing more than to wordlessly bury the burning heat visibly red across her cheeks in the comforting escape of her palms, avoid the look that she’ll surely have no choice but to eventually gaze at.

Aw, little sister Penny is humiliated, is that it? No need to be. If anything you might’ve accidentally developed a new twisted kink along the process of this, thanks to her. Willing to let this one silently slide by just this once, gently cooing down at her in the same manner you did as young kids whenever she tripped over her own carefully made steps, bruising her wobbly knees and sobbing so cutely for her big brother to comfort her. Hm, yeah. You had forgotten about that one sealed shut memory scattered across your hazy mind, shushing her overflowing tears. “Shh, cmon. It’s not that bad, is it?” Sort of might be to her, but you don’t seem to mind so in the slightest by the lazy roll of your hips, reluctantly slipping out of her sore cunt to shift her into a different position after. Wanna see the whole thing close by this time, adore every inch of her skin whether stained with the essence of her mess or not — since in the end, it’ll all be the same. Yours truly, to sinfully mark.

“Who else will get to stay with you after all of that anyway? See, Penny? I’m the only one — hah, the only one who gets to see you like this, alright?” Muttering out such sweet platitudes all the while sparing yourself a subtle glance in the nearby clock’s direction, lips curling up in satisfaction to the revealed confirmation. “So, there’s no really need to cry..”

Ah, sun is barely setting, huh. Looks like you have more time to spare than you originally thought. All the more better though, serves you as an excuse to spend a bit more quality time with your baby sister, right? More bonding.

Lucky for her, you’ll be putting those extra hours to good use.

“Looks like mom isn’t coming back home till later and I’ve gotta admit, I still have another one left in me.” You start off in an uncharacteristically tender tone, soothingly rubbing small circles over the flesh of her hips that draws another full body shiver from her. “What’d y’a say, huh? Hah, though you look a little spent out yourself, Pen. But, we’ll make do, won’t we?”

That’s right, you always do.

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buttercupshands · 1 month

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Quick s7 premiere thoughts

Loved the new episode, I sure wasn't ready for Afomura becoming a thing so soon, like that scene is still... that

But otherwise wow

also a quick thank you for this scene having THIS track (a bit off from the original version) and voices of both AFO and Tomura mixing in places there

to other things

little dangerous hand man

I'm in love with the ending... "Believe" and "Sketch" and now this one are like a Holy Trinity of Villain connected endings and this one FEELS like it belongs to MVA or something like that WAY MORE than the ED version of Believe did, even if the song was directly connected to Tomura and Izuku via text

that's just my "I want THIS SPECIFIC WAY" of wishing an ED was and I got what I wanted in a way with everyone from the LoV having their moment to shine (from the current arc aside from Compress) - so Spinner, Toga, Dabi and Tomura all have that. IN BOTH ED and OP