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pomarrillo · 1 year
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“you seem to be great with your hands um nevermind”
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buggachat · 1 year
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congratulations to hello kitty <3 @catgirlgames
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screwpinecaprice · 1 month
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Just a silly guy, with silly silly thoughts.
@glowweek Day 2
Casual | Surprise
A casual surprise?😬😬😬
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critter-covenant · 6 days
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Class is in session!
Idea inspired from this that I've been meaning to draw for the past few days
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umbrvx · 2 months
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[ @orvwomenweek ] uriel + faith || day 3
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cephiwyrm · 10 months
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biggest fucking clutch in salmon run history
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wosemi-sama · 2 months
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hellooo ^^ i saw ur requests were open...
could you write a little silly thing with the obey me brothers and a child!mc who swears up and down that they'll marry him? typical funny "child doesnt understand the full meaning of marriage they just think its the ultimate form of love" trope.
ermmm sure ‼️‼️‼️ i gotchu anon. i think child mc is very silly™️
lucifer
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Lucifer worked on his paperwork at his desk, as you talked his ear off with all about your day, sitting on one of the chairs of his secret study. As usual, he paid no mind to you minus the usual nod or hum, his attempt at making you feel acknowledged.
That was, until, you somehow brought up the subject of your future wedding. He looked up at you, his attention no longer directed at his papers.
"Excuse me..?" Lucifer's eyes widened as they always do when he's surprised. He was in complete shock.
"Yeah! Our wedding. So we can spend the whole day together!" You seemed to be delighted, already planning your father-child day in your head.
"Dear, if you wanted to spend the day together, you could just ask." He stopped writing and put his pen down.
"Really? But you're always so busy!" You frowned, Lucifer frowned with you at your response.
"Do I really seem busy?" You nodded, confused as you thought he already knew how little he's spent time with you lately.
Lucifer sighed. "I'll see if I can clear my schedule and I'll spend all tomorrow with you. How does that sound?"
You hummed in agreement, already ecstatic for tomorrow.
mammon
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To celebrate his recent win at the casino yesterday night (unbeknownst to you), he took you to eat at the fanciest restaurant in the Devildom he knew.
He told you to get dressed in your fanciest clothes and to meet him at HoL's front entrance, covering your eyes as the two of you drew nearer to the restaurant.
Later, you were both sat down at a table near the entrance, eating your meals.
"This is so good! I can't wait until our wedding!" You exclaimed with a mouth full of food.
Mammon's grip on his fork loosened. He dropped it on his plate. "Our huh. Our wha...? Repeat that?" Mammon was stunned.
"Our wedding!"
"Do... do ya know what a wedding is?" Mammon asked you, serious for once.
"Well... no, but-!" Mammon interrupted you. "Aha! Knew it! Don't go sayin' things like that, ya hear?"
You sighed. "Okay...."
leviathan
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Huh.
Huh?
HUH?!
"W-what did you just say?!" He put down his controller and turned to you, forgetting all about the Devil Kart game he was playing with you.
"Yeah, when we get married-"
Levi cut you off. "Nooope! Not happening."
"What? Why not!!" You seemed genuinely curious, so he answered. "People get married when they love each other."
"Huh. But I love you!" You seemed very confident with your response.
Levi was stumped, unsure of how to explain it differently.
"Y-you know what, nevermind." He decided that you'd understand what marriage is and how it works when you're older. Probably. Hopefully.
satan
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You sat there patiently, listening to the bedtime story Satan was reading to you. It was a story from the human world, one you've heard a dozen times, yet you don't get tired of stories as long as Satan's reading them to you.
Everything was going normally until Satan got to the end of the book, the part where the prince marries the princess. "Satan, I'm gonna marry you one day!" You sat up from your comfy spot on your bed.
"I'm sorry, you're going to what?" Satan was speechless, unsure of what to do or say. Does he keep reading? Does he explain to you what you just said?
"Well, it says the princess and the prince love each other." You pointed to the page picturing the princess and prince's wedding. Satan nodded and you continued. "When you get married, it's because you love each other, right?"
"Well, not familiarly. You get married to someone you're romantically attached to." Satan explained.
"Oh. Okay!" You had no idea what either of those words meant, but you laid back down anyway, ready for Satan to continue reading.
Satan looked at the clock on your nightstand. "It's getting past your bedtime, little one." He began to close the book. You put your hand on the page that was open to stop him. "Please, just five more minutes! The story's almost over, anyway!"
Satan sighed. "Alright, five more minutes."
asmodeus
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"Hmm? Our wedding?" Asmodeus was confused, to say the least.
Asmo brushed your hair, fixing it up in time before breakfast. You sat on the edge of his bed as he talked to you about all the new hair products he got you yesterday while shopping. Well, until you began talking about your future wedding together.
You nodded, he stopped brushing your hair, the brush still in his hands as he held it in the air. "Yeah, our wedding!"
"Why would we have a wedding, hon?" Asmodeus questioned you. He watched as you sputtered, trying to come up with an answer. He just giggled at you and smiled. "That's just not possible, dear." He continued to brush your hair.
"Huh? Why not?!" You seemed hell bent on marrying him, for familiar reasons of course, but nobody knew how to explain that to you.
"Hmm, I'm not sure how to explain it..." Asmodeus looked for an answer, hoping it would suddenly pop up in his brain.
Unfortunately, that light bulb in his head didn't light up, so Asmo stayed quiet and continued to brush your hair.
beelzebub
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Even though it was a Saturday, everyone (mostly Lucifer) was still on about how you had woken up late. Everyone except Beelzebub, of course. He had even saved you a plate at breakfast! How kind and caring!
As you sat down at the dining table, he handed you the plate of food. You thanked him. It wasn't often the glutton would save someone food, unless it was you.
"Thanks, dad! I'm gonna marry you!" You hugged him tight, exciting for him to save you food every morning once you got married.
Beelzebub was... confused, to say the least. He continued to munch on his food, not sure how to act next.
He swallowed before speaking. "That's not how that works..." He looked around the room, looking for an answer. "Maybe you'll get married one day, just not to me." He finally decided on his answer, looking at you now.
"Okayyy..." You didn't understand, but who were you to ever argue with him?
belphegor
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Belphie crouched and peaked his head under the blanket roof of the pillow fort you carefully constructed with him. "I got you something." He was hiding something behind his back. He took it out from behind, and there was a soft cow plushie in his hands. He smiled upon seeing your excitement towards it.
He gently put the cow plushie in your hands. You held it tight as you lay against the pillows, on top of the blanket flooring."Thank you, Belphie!" He hummed. "Heck, I might even marry you!"
The Avatar of Sloth raised an eyebrow.
"What...?" He questioned you quietly. You nodded. He knew it was just a saying, but he was slightly concerned. Asmodeus said that a lot. Was he finally rubbing of on you?
He finally went inside the pillow fort and got cozy. He took a pink blanket and covered you with it. It was silent for a bit.
"Where'd you learn that from?" He finally spoke, breaking the silence. "Asmo!" You exclaimed, holding the cow plushie even tighter.
"Ah." He knew it. He took the yellow blanket next to him and covered his legs, as he didn't feel like tucking in his upper half. The blanket had white stars scattered on the fabric.
He felt his eyes fluttering. He was about to fall asleep, but he still had something he wanted to say to you.
The pillow fort was quiet. You grabbed the book that was in between you and Belphie to begin reading where you left off. Before you could, Belphegor broke the silence once again.
"Hey..." He began. You looked up at him from your book. "Don't go around saying stuff like that, okay?" You flashed him a smile and gave him a thumbs up. That was the last thing he saw before falling asleep.
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merakiui · 3 months
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for the fwb asks, "you're enjoying this way too much." with trey please? I am. frothing at the mouth <33
<3 forgive me for being indulgent with this. I wanted to include food play as well,,, orz please enjoy the tasty treat that is Trey's dick. >:D
(fwb dialogues)
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In hindsight it was dangerous to do this in the Heartslabyul kitchen where anyone could walk in at any moment. But it's late into the night, and Trey had been kind enough to sneak you in on account of owing you a favor. That's all your relationship really is, truly. Just transactions. Mutual give and take. You help him relieve some stress (because Queen knows managing Riddle is an undertaking in itself) and in return he offers to pay you in sweets (and bodily pleasures, but the former is far more tempting).
You'd been expecting one of his renowned strawberry tarts or a slice of cake, so you're stunned when his lips lift into that trademark scheming smirk. He holds up a can of whipped cream next. Having known Trey long enough to decipher his tastes, it doesn't take a genius to figure this one out.
"You're crazy," you breathe, eyes wide.
"Just risky," he corrects, pushing his glasses up, because everyone's mad here. Moonlight catches on the lenses, shimmering back at you in a foreboding glint.
"We can't do that in here. What if someone walks in?"
Trey procures his magic pen from his pocket, pressing it to his lips. "I won't tell if you won't."
Right. Doodle Suit. Convenient.
"All right then. Get on with it," you concede after a short internal debate. The rewards outweigh the risk in this case. Something tells you Trey would bail you out even if you get caught. Partially because he'd be just at fault.
Trey grins. "Would you like to do the honors?"
"Absolutely. Did you even have to ask?"
Snatching the can from his hands, you squirt some on your finger for a taste while he works to fish himself from his pants. He works himself slowly in one hand, peering down at you after you've lowered to your knees. This isn't the first time you and Trey have fooled around with food and it certainly won't be the last.
You make quick work decorating his erection, unable to tamp down the delighted giggle when it twitches in response to the cool cream.
"Eager," you comment, finishing off with a dollop to his tip. You set the can on the tiled floor and admire your handiwork with an approving nod. "Do we have any cherries? Ooh, what about sprinkles?"
Amusement flickers on his face. "I've been meaning to pick some up. We used the rest of them last time."
"Aw. This'll have to do for now then." You press your lips to the head of his cock, swirl your tongue over it, and draw away with a mouthful of whipped cream. "It's still just as good."
Trey inhales sharply, grabbing at the counter behind him to brace himself. "Mm, yeah," he mumbles, clearing his throat. "T-That'll do..."
Scooting closer on the ground, you place your hands on his thighs and lean in again to lick a languid stripe up the underside of his shaft, gathering cream as you go. The motions come easily; you've had his cock in your mouth more times than you've truly studied for any of Professor Crewel's alchemy exams, a bad habit Trey's working to correct. To think you could retain information better when he's blowing your back out... Isn't that something?
Breathing through his nose, he tamps down the slew of sinful groans and instead grips the counter with more force. He's purposely holding back, whether for the sake of keeping quiet or because it's the build-up that entices him. You're not sure which it is, but you're determined to break him tonight.
Licking your lips clean, you look up at him through your lashes to assess the lustful haze glazing his eyes. Whipped cream spots your cheek; you pay it no mind and lean in and wrap your lips around him once more. It's sweet. There's definitely an innuendo to be found there, and Trey seems to notice it right away. He throbs in your mouth, painfully hard.
"You're enjoying this way too much," you say around the mouthful.
Trey chuckles, feigning sheepishness. "It's that obvious, huh?"
You pull away to speak more clearly. "It's cute."
"Not the adjective I'd use, but if it fits..." He laughs, shaking his head. Your word choices always enthrall him. Once you called him a midnight snack, a callback to previous times spent wrapped around one another. He doesn't mind it. Not particularly.
His fingers card through your hair to hold you firmly in place. "Sorry in advance."
"You don't mean that," you tease, and both of you know it's true. He likes seeing you choke on his cock. It's exhilarating.
You don't mind it. Not particularly.
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hauntedbystorytelling · 5 months
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Friedrich Seidenstücker ~ Little girl playing with a cat, Berlin Zoo; ca. 1937. Published by 'Koralle' 17/1937 | src getty images
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lassobug · 3 months
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why is it so hard writing straight
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pomarrillo · 1 year
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one of my favorite things about p4 is that when yosuke talks about narukami he’s always like ohh he’s so cool, he’s so responsible and dependable, womp womp womp and then actual narukami is like. drinks spoiled milk on purpose. eats mysterious grass from the fridge that gives himself a tummy ache. tells girls that he’s “sexier when soaked” in the rain. is intimidated by singular slices of ham. like u go weird king
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the-game-spirit · 3 months
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am I the only one who gets squicked out when people call Danielle Danny's daughter??? 🥲
its just.
that is a 14 year old child you're assigning parenthood to???
like I actually do think canon did one thing right: having Danny and Ellie's relationship be functionally "uuuuuuhhhh????? okay you can do your thing and. I will do mine. waaaaaay over there. see'ya cuz!" and then they both awkwardly dip out FAST
not because they don't have affection for each other! because they do! but one of them is a 14 year old kid, neck deep in hiding everything about himself from everyone except all of 3 people (also kids), who was just unwillingly cloned by his creep arch enemy-- and the other is a (???) 12 year old (??ig??) who may have only been around for a few months at best but is still functionally a 12 year old, FIERCELY independent, and just recently tried to murder the person she was cloned from-- then betrayed her dad-- then abruptly had nothing to her name, which also isn't even really hers--
I think they want to be friends-- family, even! but I also think they have ALOT of complicated Feelings about it. none of which touches on a "father-daughter dynamic"
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rozecrest · 11 months
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thinking about brnine and gucci’s partizan baggage is so fascinating. brnine’s call sign was markup bc they overcharged repairs on gucci’s secret rebel force. gucci sent brnine flowers in prison. brnine’s never spoken love died killing the mother of gucci’s childhood friend that she’s been orbiting her entire life. gucci naming the other factions of the cause in thematic relation to the blue channel. one really gets me… gucci was in fort icebreaker. she saw brnine and valence together; she knew brnine was their fervent campaign manager and valence got them that space ship. did she ever realize what was between them? did she know that the blue channel meant more than just a way to travel and brnine couldn’t have stood for it being renamed? there’s so much to read into here……..
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memethyst · 3 months
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milimeters-morales · 10 months
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Ganke985’s chat being like hey is your roommate on the ceiling your editing skills are insane and Ganke is about to have a heart attack and the small percentage of chat that actually thinks his roommate is spider-man are losing their minds bc yes, Miles is asleep on the ceiling without a care in the world
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risingsunresistance · 11 months
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this is literally what the staff of the rising sun looks like
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