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pudding--cup-blog · 6 years
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pudding--cup-blog · 7 years
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A new RP group is in town and looking for members!
ABO Haikyuu is set in an ABO medieval AU. It centers around a small pack living in their own village in the middle of the woods.
You can check out this google doc for more info on the group as well as what ABO is, if you have no idea. Keep in mind that because of the nature of ABO, this group is 18+. If you’re interested in joining, or have any questions, please PM me!
Updated Character List:
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pudding--cup-blog · 7 years
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Send "(@◇@)" for my muse to accidentally walk in on yours masturbating
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pudding--cup-blog · 7 years
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NSFW Starters | Sex Toys / Bondage
“You can’t move at all, can you? Perfect.” 
“I’m going to tape this bullet vibe to your clit. How long do you think you can take it?” 
“Open your mouth, I’m putting the ball-gag in. Let’s see you mouth off now, huh?”
“I’m going to put the beads in, one at a time…you ready?” 
“Fuck—I’m going to fill you up, and I’m going to put the plug in to keep it all inside of you.”
“What’s the matter, can’t come? Glad I put that cock ring on. You’re cute when you’re frustrated.” 
“It’s a sybian. Go on, take a seat, I want to watch you lose yourself.” 
“Go ahead and squirm all you want, you’ll just give yourself rope-burn.”
“The candle wax is going to sting a little, but it will make such a pretty sight on your skin.” 
“Tell me when you’re ready…electricity play is a little intense, but it’s a good kind.” 
“Aw, did it shock you? Let’s do it to your other nipple, now…” 
“Are your little nipple sore? Let’s just give the clamps a nice tug, then.” 
“You’re trembling so much, does the vibrator feel that good?” 
“I’m warming the sounding rod up with my fingers, or would you rather it be freezing?” 
“Bend over the couch and keep your legs together. The cane bruises brilliantly.” 
*Running fingers over the marks* “I love the way your skin reddens under the flogger.”
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pudding--cup-blog · 7 years
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{ Anyone interested in an 18+ ABO haikyuu group? If so, message me! We want a groupchat right now to brainstorm ranking among the pack. We already have a Kenma and Daishou }
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{ lw wanna make a haikyuu group where like. the boys can be boys and we don't have to sugar coat everything.  like they're teenage boys, they're gonna say stupid stuff, swear, make stupid choices like drink or smoke, they're gonna argue sometimes and bad shit happens to people. to pretend that none of that happens is just unrealistic, esp with the age group that we rp?? they are highschool boys fam. rping the same sugar coated, lalaland everything is perfect bullshit gets annoying. i want conflict and pain and joy and friendships, i want realism. not a constant everyone gets along just dandy and everyone are perf little angels. }
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pudding--cup-blog · 7 years
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The Little Mermaid  {Sentence Starters}
“Is he dead?”
“Look at this stuff, isn’t it neat?”
“The human world, it’s a mess.”
“Oh, I can’t make out a heartbeat.”
“Someday I’ll be part of your world.”
“And I fortunately know a little magic.”
“I don’t know when, I don’t know how…”
“Darling, it’s better down where it’s wetter.”
“But who cares? No big deal. I want more.”
“I admit that, in the past, I’ve been a nasty…”
“No, have you lost your senses completely?!”
“I’m not asking much, just a token, really… a trifle!”
“Don’t you take that tone of voice with me, young lady!”
“Have I ever been wrong? I mean, when it’s important?!”
“I set certain rules and I expect those rules to be obeyed.”
“They weren’t kidding when they called me, well, a witch.”
“You went up to the surface again, didn’t you? Didn’t you?!”
“Things are working out according to my ultimate design.”
“And now, look at me. Wasted away to practically nothing.”
“But you’ll have your man. Life’s full of tough choices, innit?”
“And don’t underestimate the importance of body language, ha!”
“The only way to get what you want is to become a human, yourself.”
“Yes, I’ve had the odd complaint… But, on the whole, I’ve been a saint.”
“I haven’t seen this in years, this is wonderful. A banded, bulbous snarfblatt.”
“You could’ve been seen by one of those barbarians. By one of those… humans!”
“Someone couldn’t pay the price, and I’m afraid I had to rake ‘em ‘cross the coals.”
“You’ll find that nowadays, I’ve mended all my ways.. repented, seen the light, and made a switch.”
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pudding--cup-blog · 7 years
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Send "Auction" for your muse buying mine as their (sex) slave
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pudding--cup-blog · 7 years
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aceinthehcle:
{{ Please reblog this if you’re a mun who’s open for angst plotting. Death, pain, drug abuse, alcohol abuse, illness, misery, fighting, screaming, tears, hate, disgust, trauma, graphic gore, etc; I’m in need of threads. Thank you. }}
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Send 3 names and I'll tell you who my muse would screw, marry, or kill
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pudding--cup-blog · 7 years
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"Who did this?"
Send “Who did this?” for your muse to discover my muse with a black eye or a busted lipKenma’s shoulders stiffened up as he heard Bokuto’s voice, fingers twitching in their hold of his phone. Taking a moment to school his face into that of indifference, Kenma raised his head to look up at the other male. “I ran into my door.” he explained with a small shrug, palms sweating as he lied. This had never happened before, they had never been visible before except for small things that he could blame on falls at practice. This one was one he couldn’t say he got just from landing on his knees or running into a table because he wasn’t looking where he was going. There was no mistaking the black eye, the deep purple splotches that defined the bags under his eye, a mix of blues and yellows spotted everywhere. So he just ‘ran into a door’. That’s what he was supposed to say. Just ran into a door. He spoke once more, having repeated his lines over and over again enough at home that they flowed naturally now despite being monotone.“I wasn’t looking where I was going, I was looking at my phone.”
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pudding--cup-blog · 7 years
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On anon, send things you think will make my muse smile.
Make them so happy, they cry tears of joy.
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pudding--cup-blog · 7 years
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I can't stop thinking about your hand wrapped around my throat
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pudding--cup-blog · 7 years
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Send “Who did this?” for your muse to discover my muse with a black eye or a busted lip
Potential TW warning
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pudding--cup-blog · 7 years
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Lets play truth or dare!
Send 🙀 and a truth and my muse will be forced to answer honestly
Send 😾 and a dare and my muse will be forced to do what you tell them
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pudding--cup-blog · 7 years
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Our muses are playing spin the bottle in a large group. My muse spins and it lands on yours. Send ⭕ + your muses reaction
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