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sketchy-tour · 24 days
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SKETCHY!!!??!?!
HELLO!?!?!?!?!?!??!!??!?!!?
THIS IS!?!?!?!?!? GORGEOUS!?!?!? WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE TO DESERVE SUCH LOVELY ART!!!!!
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IM SOBBING AND SLAMMING MY HANDS ON THE FUCKING TABLE I CANNOT EVEN BEGIN TO FORM WORDS TO DESCRIBE THE SHOT OF PURE DOPAMINE THAT JUST ROCKETED INTO MY BRAIN!!!!!!!! SKETCHY!!!!!!!! SKETCHY WHEN
WHEN
I
GET
YOU!!!!!!!!!
WHEN I FUCKIN GET YOUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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carrotkicks · 4 months
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this place feels familiar...
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hyakunana · 5 months
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The Black Rabbit Brotherhood
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tampire · 4 months
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The power of BB and Izzy Hands in Grander Musashi / Our Flag Means Death
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this is. so Indulgent. i have no excuse!
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harbingersglory · 4 months
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{☆} characters arlecchino {☆} notes drabble, fem reader, sub reader, transfem arlecchino {☆} warnings 18+ content, breeding kink, degradation, stomach bulge, dacryphilia, restraints
"Arle, hah..please. I can't– I can't wait any longer."
The pleading, almost pouty, words had her letting out a deep, husky chuckle as she fiddled with the buckle of her belt, admiring your body as she stepped up to the bed. Her knee sank into the mattress as she knelt down, pressing a placating kiss to your brow and gesturing for you to turn over.
"Come on, dove. Be a good girl, or I'll treat you like the whore you are." Arlecchino clicked her tongue, firmly grabbing your hands and tightening her belt around your wrists, giving the leather a firm tug to test its strength– and to make sure it wasn't too tight. "I'm in a good mood. Don't spoil it by being a brat, little dove."
The pout it drew from you made her grin, canines flashing beneath her lips as she settled in behind you, cupping your ass in her calloused hands with an appreciative grumble. Your panties were already sticking to your cunt, the fabric soaked. She couldn't help but drag one of her digits across the fabric, teasing your folds beneath it.
"Lucky I adore that pretty mouth of yours or I'd have cut out your tongue," She gruffly spoke, her tone neither in jest or too serious– perhaps she would, maybe she wouldn't. She liked to keep you on your toes. "Hm. Maybe I'll use your throat after– shut you up properly. You look so pretty gagging on my cock, you know?"
Arlecchino slid her fingers beneath the waistband of your panties, tugging them down just enough to see your slick cunt, her fingers pulling the folds apart. Fuck, she could feel her cock throbbing against her boxers at the sight– she'd never get tired of it, just like she'd never get tired of using you like a toy.
"But in the meantime.." She finally pulled down her own boxers, her aching cock slipping free and slapping against your thigh– she slid right between your thighs, forcing you to squeeze them together around her. "Fuck, that's it." She growled, pumping her hips a few times before she was satisfied, lining up her cock with your entrance.
She had the decency, at least, to sink in slowly at first..let you adjust to her size for a brief moment before she snapped her hips forward and sank fully into your cunt with a sharp hiss.
Arlecchino typically enjoyed teasing you first, making you practically beg just for her to give you her cock at all, but she had other plans tonight– she wasn't going to waste time playing around this time. Her hand slipped down to your stomach pressed against the mattress, a low chuckle building in her chest at the distinct bulge her cock left. It was a wonder she fit at all– but she'd make it fit even if she hadn't.
"Be a good girl now and don't complain." She grumbled, leaning down to press you down into the mattress with her body, nipping at your ear before she pulled her hips back, hissing at the way you clenched around her in response. She took a moment to sit there, letting you ruminate and squirm at the lack of movement– only to grab a fistful of hair and start pounding you into the mattress before you can even think to whine about her lack of movement.
How quickly, how easily, you turn into a blubbering mess as she uses you like a toy for her own enjoyment. Not that you won't enjoy what she has in plan for you– just maybe not as much as she does. The mental image of filling you with her cum..it drives her thrusts harder, faster. She wants to fuck you stupid with her cock, fill you to the breaking point until her cum pools on the sheets, unable to be fully plugged up. Just the idea of watching her cum dripping down your thighs makes her control slip just the slightest bit.
She's already big enough to bulge your stomach with every thrust, but she wonders if she can push it further.
She certainly wants to, and she intends to.
The fat tears rolling down your cheeks only got her more excited, her hands gripping your hips so tight she can already imagine the bruises in the shape of her fingers against your skin.
"That's it, dove, give in," Arlecchino hissed, a low growl rumbling in her chest as she continued to pound into them relentlessly, her thighs already stinging from the sheer force of it. "Fucking take it, you whore."
Her muscles flexed in faint restraint, the shifting of your arms against her as you nearly screamed at the intense rush of pleasure making her sink her teeth into your shoulder in warning– a futile effort, really, as your body twitched when you came so hard she briefly considered if she had to stop..but you were still moaning even through the tears rolling down your cheeks, rocking back into her thrusts weakly, unable to keep up.
She wasn't too far behind, either. Her teeth dug deeper into your skin, muffling the growl as she plunged into your soaking wet cunt, bucking into you in much shorter thrusts until she finally felt her cum spilling into you. It was almost enough to send her over the edge again– fuck, you were practically sucking her in with how tight you were, squeezing around her cock.
Her head slumped against your shoulder as she pulled her teeth from your skin, taking a moment of respite to catch her breath and let the sting and ache settle in deep– she welcomed it, if anything. But she wasn't done.
She was going to fuck you till you were full– fill you up until she couldn't fit another drop.
For now..she pulled out, admiring the way her cum dribbled out of you. She didn't mind all that much..she was going to replace it tenfold, anyway.
She couldn't wait to plug you up and see you squirm during the meeting tomorrow, full of her cum and unable to find relief– maybe she'd make it a toy, see how long you last before someone realizes what's going on. She was going to enjoy it thoroughly.
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densewentz · 1 year
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more dreamling dad au bc thats just what i do now apparently i like lazy afternoon naps and so do our boys
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purupurple · 3 months
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pov you told a funny train joke
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galadrielspeaks · 2 years
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when i say cringefail legolas sexy gimli i don’t mean legolas is some ugly incompetent elf while gimli is some suave alpha dwarf. i mean that when the dwarfs of erebor travelled to mirkwood for a week to discuss gimli’s engagement to their prince, legolas tried to wear his hair loose and unbraided like his father in a bid to seem more regal but in the middle of a training exercise he shot off an incredible bow shot at the expense of getting a handful of his hair caught and launched with the arrow to his Complete embarrassment & everyone else’s mirth- and gimli was just like “ach… would you look at that… like the golden leaves from the most beauteous autumn tree flowing in the air, there goes his fine hair, flowing in the breeze- nae a sight more beautiful to be seen seconds before death than those golden strands flying.” and all the dwarfs start “oooing” and “ahhhing” at his poetry while legolas is standing there with a chunk of his hair sticking out of his head like 🧍
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bkdk-and-extras · 1 year
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Katsuki has gotten into the habit of drawing hands.
Not just any hands, but Deku's hands specifically. Gag-worthy, he knows. But they wouldn't get out of his damn head, so he figured putting them on paper would solve something.
They were pretty shitty the first time he drew them — a collection of gangly shapes that gave him the stink eye just for forcing it into existence. And Bakugou Katsuki was not shitty at anything, so of course he practiced all that hand anatomy shit (hand bones are weird as hell, by the way).
In the process of hundreds of badly scribbled recreations of Deku's little wrecked-up wigglers, he has come to realize something. Something very, very counterproductive to the reason he started this outlet in the first damn place.
He knows Deku's hands too intimately. Like, more than any person should know about their rival's hands.
Every scar is sketched down onto the paper straight from muscle memory. Each knobby, who-knows-how-many-times broken knuckle rough and so real on the pages of his journals. They're too large around shitty pro hero-themed pencils, with thick wrists and freckles dotting the back of tanned palms. And god, there's at least one of the fucking grabbers in every journal. Some are clenched fists, scuffed from the fight. Others are gentler, rough palms open and reaching out.
Sometimes Katsuki draws his own hand there. Brushing the tips of Izuku's fingers with his. Sliding them together, both broken and battered from years of use, each finger and dip between them the edges of a puzzle piece. And they looked… right. Like they had always fit together. Like two halves finally coming home. Or some shit.
So, least to say, Katsuki has a problem. A very holdable, tempting problem, and he's convinced that if God exists, they are laughing at his pathetic ass right now.
Well. Just don't let the nerd find out, right?
[Spoilers: the nerd would eventually find out.]
@nottspocket made an absolutely beautiful comic based on this!!!! Check it out here it is the greatest thing to happen to me probably ever (this is so so late i thought id already done it fhffhfhfh)
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i'm queer and here. i do my fruit salute wearing my fag swag. i'll hit you with a tranny whammy looking like a fancy pansy. you'll be wary of the scary fairy. i ride away on my godlike dyke bike. drop mic.
More of this please
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aquapede · 3 months
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oh damsel we're really in it now
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spaciebabie · 1 year
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i always draw him like a whore (b/c he is) but i thought 2 myself yesterday....what if he was a silly happy guy and THEN i remembered @justladders' little guy and wanted ta draw em too so. have some Wholesome Dadtrap energy
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dailyastarionpics · 5 months
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murderofravens · 5 months
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is this an okay time to say i want yuji to manhandle me
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warpedpuppeteer · 11 days
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Listen to me. Where's my side view angle of this?? The motherfucking size difference is making me fucking feral??? Look at Buck all built like a refrigerator and look at Eddie's tiny waist?? Don't get me wrong, Eddie's chin tuck was cute as hell but also I just want to see Buck's massive arms around Eddie's waist okay?? Is that too much to ask??
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