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rodolfoparras · 19 hours
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Say something stupid (like I love you)
Pairing: Male character x Top Male reader
Cw: 18+, non human yandere character, human yandere reader, stalking, obsessing, possessiveness, masturbation, bondage, blood play, spit play, non consensual voyeurism, dubious consent, dom male reader, sub male character
Synopis: After spending so many years looking for the right one for him, he finally finds you or you find him…
When he first met you he hadn’t intended to fall in love, matter of fact he’d long given up on the concept solely because his partners rarely viewed love and relationships in the same way that he did.
Sure they’ve gotten jealous over him but never did they get possessive like he did.
Sure they’ve loved him but never did they get obsessed like he did.
Sure he’d been in committed relationships but never did they allow him to claim them properly.
And because of that he always broke up with them.
It’s love, he tried to explain, the all consuming type that has you tapping into your deepest darkest desires.
His previous lovers didn’t understand it, no one seemed to do, until he met you.
He had observed you through the shadows at first, not wanting to scare you away before he’d even gotten the chance to say hello.
He’d watch you practice in the garden. You were rather skilled with the sword but there were still weak spots in your swordsmanship, windows of opportunity where someone could come and harm you.
From then on he decided that he’d do everything in his power to prevent you from getting hurt, even if that meant secretly watching you from bushes and trees while you practiced with your sword.
He’d sometimes watch you take short walks to town. You didn’t seem to care whether it was day or night, seemingly determined as ever to finish whatever errand you had in mind. But he cared because sure while you knew how to wield a sword, the world you lived in was very unpredictable. You shouldn’t roam around alone so of course he followed wherever you decided to go.
He’d even watch you sleep until dusk turned into dawn through the window you always forget to close. Sometimes you couldn’t fall asleep for whatever reason, so you’d lay in bed, body bare and on full display lazily stroking your dick, grunts and groans tumbling past your lips, as you steadily worked yourself towards your release.
He tried not to look, it would be rather improper of him. He’d instead trail his gaze around your surroundings to make sure no one was watching, no one else but him.
You never noticed him or maybe you did because sometimes you’d throw a look over your shoulder while practicing with your sword as if you could feel someone watching you.
And sometimes you’d take one too many unnecessary trips to town, each time taking a new and unfamiliar path as if wanting to keep him on his toes somehow.
And sometimes while pleasuring yourself, you’d gaze into the open window, right in the spot where he usually hides himself, eyes searching the dark as if you were looking for something or rather someone, as if you were looking for him.
However the most notable thing was that you never seemed to fear him, at least not from what he could see.
There were no goosebumps rising upon your skin whenever you thought someone was watching you at practice, no pulse wildly beating under your skin when he was following you closely, no shaking limbs except for when you inched closer to your release.
He was intrigued.
Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months and soon enough he decided to make himself known.
When he’d stepped out of the shadows and into the light he’d been intrigued with how much more beautiful you were up close but he’d been more intrigued with how familiar you seemed to be with him.
You didn’t lunge him down to the ground, didn’t bring your sword to his throat, didn’t even try to walk away when he came up to you.
Instead you said his name with a soft smile on your face, pronouncing the string of letters as if you were rather familiar with them, as if you were familiar with him. How you’d found that out, he had no idea.
He was used to an air of caution surrounding his conquests, the other party needing some time before they warmed up to him, maybe two or three dates before they allowed him to steal a kiss but there was no need for that with you.
There was no need for it when you were the one to pull him in for a kiss, a yelp of surprise turning into whimpers and whines, steadily licking into his mouth as if trying to erase any trace of previous conquests, sucking on his tongue and biting on his lips as if trying to devour him, before breaking apart, a string of blood and spit connecting you to him
At that point his conquests usually try to run away. They see the wild look in his eyes, the blood smeared around his mouth and run for the hills.
Instead it seems like you’re trying to prevent him from running away, one hand keeping a vice like grip on his throat, thumb pressing down on his Adam apples til his ears ring and world blurs while the other hand blindly fumbles for the cleft of his ass, fingers brushing over his clothed entrance.
He’d never managed to go as far as to get his conquests into bed yet here you were tying his limbs to the bed posters, using a bit of pre to stretch the tight ring of muscles before sinking into his warm wet heat like you owed it, uncaring of the way he winces and hisses as you set a steady pace with your hips, solely focusing on your pleasure.
You keep your gaze glued to his, like he’d done with you for so many weeks, eyes wide and frantic as if someone would steal him away from you, taking in the tears trickling down his cheeks, the way spit is dribbling down his chin, the way his cock is uselessly slaps against his abdomen while you frantically thrust into him.
And when he thought it was time to leave, feeling absolutely spent and wrung dry, nothing but pathetic spurts of cum spilling from his cock,you had stopped him before he could even get up.
This time you lunged at him, still naked as ever, your hard cock pressing against his thigh while pushing the sharp blade of a knife up against his jugglar.
Right then and there he knew that he loved you
and he knew that you loved him too.
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personostient · 16 hours
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GASP bloo bee is sooo preeettyyy, may I touch the face/fuzzy fur?~
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Bee my guests~
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2-dsimp · 3 days
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Idc what Uriel saids I wanna pet his horns forever :3
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Don’t mind me just practicing on drawing different sprites for Uriel the Incubus ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ
On another note Uriel does mean what he says! Demonkin’s horns especially in regard to the incubi/succubi subclass are very sensitive. And if they’re stimulated too carelessly it could result in a trigger reaction.
Said trigger reaction could be aggressive, depressive, explosive, lustful, bloodlust, territorial, feral, ect depending on said recipient.
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twptwp · 2 days
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I introduce Sir Silhouette, otherwise known as Silly. A patient and well meaning man with an appreciation for all things big and small
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Currently he heals from an abusive relationship, he seeks out the things he enjoys and keeps his positive attitude for life despite this. He has been through much worse than this in the past however a wound is a wound and things hurt even if they're not as scary as horrifying past things, this is something he is trying to process; he can still be hurt by things that are not as severe as what has hurt him in the past. That being said, the relationship he has left in itself is not to be overlooked either, that is something he is trying to stop doing because it has hurt him a lot.
He is quite therapeutic for me.
He is gentle and will continue to fight against his developing feelings of hostility.
He will not let cruel people make him lose hope and trust in the world.
Wonderful Silly
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mossymandibles · 2 days
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Coolin off below deck
I was going to share more lore/beasties I swear but I needed another hit of drawing them sleeping to get me through this work week.
Uncropped version is below the cut. Every time I tried to ‘censor’ it, it ended up looking more suggestive than it actually is :T
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Kraw would probably have better luck just jumping into the ocean to beat the heat.
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blushinmoon · 3 days
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𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞?
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thecluelessdoctor · 2 days
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hey
New oc
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I don't have a name.. for him. But he's cool. If you have name ideas tell me in the tags or something
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Edit: his name is Vincent:D
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absentlyhere · 16 hours
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For Thaynno_xanyton on x
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bbybluemochi · 5 months
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[OC] witch x (jealous) monster girlfriend🔮🐙.𖥔 ݁ ˖ (witch OC belongs to @ greenmoonie on tw)
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azuldoodles · 2 months
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Huu
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kinerxy · 6 months
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LET HIM GOOO
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veryluckyclovers · 1 year
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toxooz · 1 month
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boyfriend shirt (its literally the only other clothes that will fit him)
🤠🥩
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2-dsimp · 2 days
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I want to play with Uriel's tail 😌
Feel free to play with it but keep in mind it has a whole mind of its own. And will actually act upon his urges or emotions despite him trying to remain stable.
Whilist in front of his Dreamie, without even realizing it Uriel’s tail will have somehow wound around your ankle or wrist. If you ever mention anything about meeting someone else other than him. Right after having spent some quality time together in the comfort of your apartment.
And if yall are casually cuddling each other on the couch and whatnot. The incubus’s tail will sneak underneath your shirt if only to feel the warmth you’re radiating against the sensitive sensors within his tail.
Overall Uriel the incubus finds extreme comfort in the fact that he’s not the one who’s dreaming. Of the sweet reality he’s seeing with his own eyes. Since his tail would make sure to double check it for him with its incessant searches of your body.
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mr-carnival · 3 months
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Nothing Beats T4T Monster Lovin' <3
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mossymandibles · 4 months
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Flightless furies are thought to have enhanced ‘psychic’ abilities. The Lady of the Shades has an exceptional casque on her head that is rumored to be a conduit for certain electromagnetic waves, giving her the ability to see and hear things from rumored dimensions.
Another glimpse of Lady c: sitting on her swamp throne with a couple of her giant Diplocaulus inspired pets.
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