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choism · 1 year
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okay but imagine coming home to sannie laying on your bed, teary eyed and drooling, playing with his hole using a big toy but he’s wearing a cock ring like a good boy :(( so his cock is all red and shiny and leaking like a broken faucet and he’s begging for his mommy bc he wants to cum but he knows he’s not allowed to do it when you’re not home so he’s just been edging himself for hours alone :((( so when he finally sees you there he gasps, pulls the toy out and spreads his fluttering hole open, asking sweetly, “will mommy make sannie cum now? pleaseee? <3”
Sub!San x Dom!Reader
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Warnings: subby san, mommy kink, reader is gn as always, unprotected sex, overstimulation, lots of begging, lots and lots of cum, praise kink, oral (m receiving), use of toys, edging, bulge kink, male squirting, rimming, petnames: baby, sweetheart, sannie, good boy, baby boy, references to reader having a "cock" but that doesn't mean reader is male, just imagine them using a strap
a/n: i passed out 37 times but here's your subby san drabble you ENABLER
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When you had arrived home from a very long and grueling day at work, you weren't expecting this.
There he was, your boyfriend, sprawled on your bed with his fluttering hole on display shamelessly. His cock fully erect and leaking precum, twitching on occasion, what seemed to be a black ring wrapped around his taught balls and shaft. In his hand a large pink dildo covered in lube and slick from his hole, probably just had been used judging by how utterly stretched it looks.
San is laying on his side with one leg in the air giving you a full view of everything. His eyes are closed tight as his cock twitches aggressively, his angry red tip looking like its been abused, probably from hours of edging. He doesn't even notice you as he tries to restrain himself from coming, the cockring proving effective.
San moves the toy to re enter his gaping hole, and he let's out sighs of pleasure at the sensation of being filled. You let out a small gasp, quiet but still loud enough for San's eyes to shoot open, a couple of tears falling from the corners of his eyes clearly from the torture he has been putting himself through. A little bit of drool spills from his mouth that he doesn't even attempt to wipe away before finally speaking,
"Mommy? I've been waiting for you to come home for the past two hours..." San pouts, moving his hips downward a bit to sink further down onto the large toy, a long groan leaving his lips. "Y-you said you would be off at 4." You watch as he bottoms out, a visible bulge protruding from the bottom of his belly. He must've been prepping and edging for hours if he is able to take in the entire length of the toy.
"I'm sorry baby, I had to work over today but Mommy is here now." You walk over to the edge of the bed and San feels the mattress sink where you sit.
"I've been playing by myself since 3, to prep for you Mommy...I haven't come not even once." He mewls when you reach your hand over to cup the side of his face, pecking his lips and rubbing your thumb against his jawline, a comforting gesture.
"Aw my poor baby boy, edging yourself for 3 full hours?" San leans further into your touch and slowly removes the dildo from his hole, sighing as the tip remerges. "You must want to come so bad you poor thing. Does my Sannie want to come?"
San vigorously nods his head 'Yes', a small smile forming on his lips and his eyes lighting up. "Want M-mommy to make me come now..please. Will Mommy make Sannie come? Please...." You feel his cock twitch again forward against your side and San involuntarily bucks his hips at the stimulation, a moan escaping his lips.
"Of course baby boy, you deserve it." You vaguely gesture for him to lay on his back and take of the cockring and he does so, no questions asked. With him now lying on his back you can see the full extent of what edging has done to him.
San's face is fully flushed, his chest rising and falling and his nipples perked up, slightly glistening with what is most likely lube, and also pink from abusing them. Trailing further down his stomach is absolutely shining with a mixture of precum, spit and lube probably from jerking himself off and laying on his side.
His cock is a sight to behold, his angry red tip shiny and leaking like a faucet, his veins fully prtruding on his shaft and his balls swollen and ready to release his hot load at anytime. And his hole is so pretty, fully stretched and prepped for you to fuck, small drops of lube spilling from it and down the crack of his plump ass, fluttering in anticipation.
You sit up and quickly remove your clothes, walking back over to your bed and dragging san to the edge of the bed by his legs, earning a yelp. "Ready baby? Wanna be a good boy for Mommy?" He squeezes his eyes shut and nods,
"Yes Mommy, please."
You settle on your knees, in between San's legs. You rub circles into his thighs as you bring your tongue to his hole, licking a stripe from the rim of his hole to his perineum, sending chills throughout his body. You want to start at his hole just to edge him that tiny bit longer, wanting to see his pleasure for yourself before letting him release, but of course you wouldn't tell him that no, you don't want to ruin the fun.
You tongue his hole softly and reach a hand above to stroke his cock slowly, making sure to effectively rebuild his orgasm. With purpose, you avoid his prostate and focus on keeping him from reaching the peak where his orgasm starts, but giving him enough pleasure to build it. You stroke his shaft and roll his balls with your palm, ever slightly avoiding his sensitive head and accidentally causing him to reach his orgasm.
"Fuck mommy, please more." He whimpers, drool dripping at the edge of his mouth and down the side of his jaw, his glassy eyes nearly rolling to the back of his head and his hips bucking with every stroke, every flick of your skilled tongue. You pull away just for a second,
"It's okay Sannie, I got you. I'll give you what you want." You lift your head from his hole and replace your tongue with two of your fingers, prodding lightly at his prostate. You wrap your now swollen lips around his head, taking in half of his thick shaft and swallowing with each bob, hollowing out your cheeks and swirling your tongue around his sensitive tip. The taste of his precum and the sound of his lewd moans enough to bring your arousal up to a 10.
"Mommy, mommy!" He cries as he feels his orgasm approaching and you start to speed your movements as you feel his cock throb in your mouth. The comforting weight of his cock in your wet, hot mouth makes you moan in pleasure, sending vibrations straight up San's spine.
"Nng fuck!" San finally comes in your mouth with load whines and groans, salty tears spilling from his eyes at the release and the sheer power of it. Turns out, 3 hours of edging can make one produce a lot of cum because you feel your mouth fill with rope after rope of his hot semen, swallowing down what you can and the rest spilling from your mouth and onto his shaft and balls.
You pull away for a second to catch your breath and small squirts of cum still spill from his cock, his balls tightening with each spurt. His orgasm finally washes over but you aren't done yet.
"Sannie baby, can you take more for me? Wanna fill you up sweetheart." San nods lightly,
"Yes, wan' more ple- ase" He garbles out barely, clearly already feeling fucked stupid from that one orgasm alone.
"Mommy's gonna fuck you, okay? Wanna see my cock inside your tight hole." You take some lube and slick yourself up, lining up with his entrance. You take a hold of one of his legs and lift it above your shoulder, slightly altering the position not only to fuck him better but so he isn't stuck in the same position for so long.
You slowly enter him and feel his hole engulf you, moans spill from his mouth and garbled "Mommy s' good" and "Cock so big, so full". You rock your hips lightly and bring your hand to his cock, it already hardening again from the stimulation. You can already feel your own orgasm approaching but hold back and wait till he builds his up again, which turns out to not be so far away.
"Mommy nng, feels funny." He says, "Fuck Mommy, I think...." You feel like you know what's gonna happen so your release his leg and bring your unoccupied hand to press down onto his lower belly, heightening his pleasure. You fuck into him harder as his whimpers and moans get louder, you're almost certain the neighbors can hear.
"Mommy I think- fuck! Gonna pee Mommy, wait please." A grin plasters itself on your face and you feel your orgasm approaching closely now, just on the edge.
"What's that baby?" You chuckle darkly, now slamming your hips as they meet his round ass, loud slapping sounds resulting. "Gonna what? Gonna squirt for me? Such a good boy."
You rub the palm of your hand over his cockhead, loud screams erupting from his mouth from the overstimulation. "Mommy it feels funny. Oh god M... Mommy I'm-" He doesn't get to finish as he squirts all over your hand, on his stomach and on his own chest. A hot mixture of squirt and cum coating his already wet body and on the sheets below. You orgasm with him, grunts and moans tumble from your lips as you feel the band snap.
San can only feel what he could describe as hot white pleasure and sweet release overtake his body, a never ending stream of squirting continuing even after you pull out of him. It slows to a stop for a bit until you bring your fingers back to his hole, aggressively hitting his prostate again and coaxing yet another round of squirting from his spent cock.
He's never felt like this before but it feels so damn good. He almost doesn't want to stop when you finally pull your fingers out once his squirting ceases, but his limp body says otherwise.
"What happened..." He says tiredly, exhaustion from the edging and overstimulation spreading throughout his body.
"Baby you squirted, it was very hot."
"Mhm" is all he mumbles as he closes his eyes.
"Sannie?" You lightly shake him but sleep has already over taken him. "Wow." You tut your tongue and attempt to lift him to bring him to a bath, or at least change the sheets but it's no use. Instead you opt to use a damp towel to clean the both of you up and ask your finishing up he stirs again.
"Yn?" He says, opening his eyes slowly.
"You fell asleep for a second baby, I guess it was a lot." San responds with a groan and he pulls you down on top of him, now both of you are lying in a puddle of cum and squirt and lube. "Sannie baby, we need to finish getting cleaned up." You tell him softly and while he does groan, he sits up.
"Fine fine, but I don't think I can walk." You giggle at his response. You peck his lips,
"That's okay sweetheart you can hold onto my shoulder and we can go take a bath together." He smiles and leans in for another, deeper kiss.
"I'd like that."
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gallery-in-the-forest · 3 months
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Another one! This time it’s @booburt s Andy! Hope you don’t mind!
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rintoki · 2 years
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(A thought I had) After working so hard, sometimes you need a nice reward! And what better reward than getting to witness some pretty moans and cute faces on your bf as you suck him off <3~
(For some reason I thought of Kazutora and Haruchiyo as good candidates (because they’re both excellent bottoms imo))
“Baby don’t you think I deserve a reward for working so hard? Let me suck you off..♡”
And then sucking the life out of them <3
(Also I hope this is within your rules-! Sorry if it’s not >_< please feel free to disregard it!!)
i wrote too much for haruchiyo recently…
mmm rather than that isn’t it more fun to tease kazutora? coming home exhausted maybe i just wanna have something in my mouth, and what better then tora’s pretty cock to toy with?
you find him reading in bed, back leaning against the headboard and his focused face is just the cutest. as expected he’s such a good boy; letting you pull off his pants and underwear with zero resistance except a questioning look and a quickly reddening face.
“don’t worry, just keep reading your book, baby,” is what you say in response, slowly pumping his cock as it begins to harden in your hand. kazutora could only nod in return, hiding the lower half of his face behind his book as he watches you lay down perpendicular to his body.
resting your head on his tummy, you took in the tip of his half hard cock, beginning to suck whilst getting comfortable in bed. for whatever inexplicable reason, the weight of kazutora’s cock in your mouth alleviates the stress from your long day.
he feels so warm on your tongue, flicking it back and forth over his tip as a salty taste starts to fill your mouth. how cute, kazutora was leaking precum already, too bad he won’t be cumming for a while.
“hng—! nng, mmh!” his choked moans was absolutely music to your ears. you didn’t have to see his face to know tora was struggling to keep it together. despite how many times you’ve reduced him to a whimpering mess, he just can’t help feeling slightly embarrassed at just how quickly you could do it.
despite all that, you heed him no mind. casually scrolling your phone and continually sucking him off. and you made no effort to actually make him cum, instead toying with it like a personally plaything. flicking and licking your tongue however way you wanted, sometimes taking him as deep as you can and sometimes only kissing his tip. taking the time to lick every pearl of precum that dots his slit, giving long licks with the flat of your tongue and taking joy in every jolt he makes whenever it catches on the sensitive underside of his cock.
suffice to say it was torture for kazutora. the irregularity of your ministrations made it nearly impossible to reach his high, and even if he did you would never let him cum. at least not until you’ve had your fun. all he could do was try to focus on his book and not to squirm too much; though both was nigh impossible tasks.
but of course your good boy held out, by hook or by crook kazutora endured until he felt like it was okay to start begging for your permission to cum. when you’ve began to lose interest in toying with his cock and your now rhythmic sucking is starting to get to him; the tightness in his belly becoming unbearable.
kazutora starts off quiet, mewling out your name as if to remind you of your poor baby who’s been so obedient. he begins to moan louder, squirming and tugging on your shirt, “p—please, wanna cum, ng.”
he feels you pause, shifting in place before getting up and letting his swollen cock lay hard on his belly. you turned to face him, “you wanna cum?”
kazutora nods stiffly, still unsure about your reply until you grip his length in your hand, pumping it slowly. “go ahead baby, you’ve been so good today,” you purr, leaning into capture his lips in a heated kiss.
and tora could taste himself on your lips but it only made him harder, whimpering into the kiss as you begin to twist you wrist with every upward stroke. but kazutora was forced to pull away, your hands making him gasp for air as he grips your shirt. his toes curled involuntarily, legs slightly bent at the knee and his thighs quivering helplessly.
kazutora squeezed his eyes shut, fuck, it felt like he was burning. barely in control of his body as you bring him to his high, the tension in his lower belly finally snapping and a white hot pleasure sears his insides; he could feel it all the way up his spine and down to his toes.
to you, of course, it was like watching a masterpiece. his back arched so perfectly like a cat and his face twisted up in bliss, his moans was like a symphony to you. kazutora was so perfect to you, even the way he brings your hand to his lips and begins licking it clean of his cum, his tongue giving it kitten licks until it was spotless again. or the way he then nuzzles his cheek into your palm, as if asking for praise once again. it would surely be a sin to refuse him here.
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crystalmagpie447 · 5 months
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HRUJIEKJHBHEJIJF FINISHED IT RAAA!!! started this in september i think
giggles kicks my legs
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giantmushyfriend · 5 months
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Welcome back to the Ineffable lyric discussion (can I hear a wahoo)
In honor of the announcement of season 3 of our beloved Good Omens, I find it completely necessary for us to discuss one of the many songs on Aziraphale and Crowley's angelic playlist that made me scream my bloody head off. One of those songs is the one and only The Book of Love by Peter Gabriel. While I UNDERSTAND this song may have just been chosen to spell out SEASON THREE, I think it goes much deeper than that because of all of the parallels it draws to Aziraphale and Crowley. And ultimately, what I think is going to happen in terms of their relationship when they finally sort their shit out. So beware if you haven't watched season 2 of Good Omens because we're about to do a fucking DEEP DIVE into this.
First, the title of the Book of Love feels almost like a call to this looming threat to the Book of Life that was consistently used in series 2. The entire season, Crowley and Aziraphale have to work oh so carefully because with the Book of Life being confirmed, they know that either of them could get the other erased, and whether they want to admit it or not, losing the other is their biggest fear. We've seen this when Crowley believed Aziraphale to be dead in Series 1 when he couldn't feel Aziraphale's presence anymore since he got incorporated. When Aziraphale isn't there, Crowley is a mess. Likewise, we saw how both reacted during the ineffable divorce scene in series 2. Crowley is full-on begging Aziraphale to stay, and Aziraphale has finally admitted that he needs Crowley and full-on mouths for Crowley not to leave him. The Book of Life inherently, from how Neil set it up, feels threatening. The Book of Love, on the other hand, raises an entirely other reaction. Throughout the series, as corny as it sounds, love has been what grounds our protagonists. It is the love of Tadfeild and his friends that keeps Adam from kickstarting the end of the world; it's what keeps him from rejecting his father, the literal devil. It is the love of the earth, of humanity and all its strange creations, and for each other that keeps Aziraphale and Crowley attempting to prevent the end of the world when it could be so much easier to just accept the fate of it all. Love is the key theme that grounds our protagonists, that makes them tick. Love is safe; love is, at times, painful but overall kind. So when we see this title on their playlist, listed amongst heartwrenching tales of grieving a relationship, you could have had, and of loss, it brings a sense of salvation and safety. The Book of Love, unlike the Book of Life, is not a threat- it's a sanctuary for Aziraphale and Crowley.
Now, diving into the lyrics.
"The book of love is long and boring
No one can lift the damn thing
It's full of charts and facts, and figures, and instructions for dancing
But I
I love it when you read to me.
And you
You can read me anything"
The first couple of verses inherently feel like Aziraphale and Crowley's original view on this notion of love. As two supernatural entities who aren't bound by human emotion or logic, love may seem superficial and downright silly at times. The courting procedures that different societies have taken on throughout the centuries and the songs and dances that come along with it may all seem like a big waste. The book of love is a manifestation of love itself, and originally, it seems unappetizing to our protagonists. That is until they refind each other, and love goes from this thing that humans feel and jump through hoops for to this tidal wave of emotions. Love felt silly and unrealistic before, but with each other, they are willing and excited to explore it, even if it comes with things that feel inherently silly.
Also, these verses draw some cute parallels to headcanons and features of cannons. If you've been involved in the Good Omens fandom long enough, you've probably stumbled across the idea that Crowley asks Aziraphale to read to him for a multitude of different reasons. Some people say it's because his eyes aren't meant to read, one of the many punishments that came with him being cast down from grace, or maybe it's just because he finds Aziraphale's voice comforting. Additionally, the line about instructions for dancing is just so heartwarming when we look at the ball scene from this past season and Aziraphale's daydreams of a romance worthy of a Jane Austin novel.
"The book of love is long and boring
And written very long ago
It's full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes
Adn things we're all too young to know
but I
I love it when you give me things
and you
You ought to give me wedding rings"
I'm sure we've all heard this idea that you'll understand love when you get older, but even when you get older, it never seems to make sense. This idea that love is too old for any of us to truly understand, and that humbles us but in the best way possible. There is no point in trying to figure out what exactly love is because you could spend thousands of years feeling it and watching it happen all around you and still not know exactly what it is besides this all-encompassing feeling. And that is exactly the perspective of Aziraphale and Crowley. They have seen countless examples of love, true, unwavering love, and they have felt it for each other. And yet they themselves cannot begin to fathom what love, true unconditional love, is exactly. These two supernatural, ethereal/occult beings are humbled by the very concept of love like humans are- and that love is drawn from each other.
And then there is this notion of giving, which pairs so well with Crowley's primary love language, acts of service and gift giving. If the first chorus was Crowley talking about how he loves it when Aziraphale reads to him and takes care of him, then this is Aziraphale talking about how Crowley displays his love. And this final notion of asking for that final commitment, one of the key ways humans express their love for each other, is just amazing. Because in a way, Aziraphale moving to make this commitment, to fully be on their side in this way, is the resolution we have been wanting since the beginning. For Aziraphale to finally feel safe enough to let go and finally let himself settle to where he finally belongs, on his side with Crowley.
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binary-bird · 3 months
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18 Numb - Waterparks
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clopinasworld · 7 months
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Day 6 - Golden
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fedoraspooky · 11 months
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sh-0-w-1-sh · 9 months
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Dasani water suckksss
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frogchiro · 2 years
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Thinking thoughts abt capitanos wifey who knows exactly what she does to childe. She keeps pushing his buttons just to see how long it'll take him to just jump her. All it takes is a well timed pet name, an innocent touch, or the tiniest bit of praise to get him all hard and horny :( Even though he can hardly hide his raging boner he tries anyway, not that it escapes her attention ofc, but he doesn't have to know that. Just capitanos lil wifey who sees exactly what she does to poor childe and hides it under a mask of perfect innocence <3
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HELLO BEE! long time no see ;; and you're back with some delicious hot things <3
i had actually hinted it in the last works about horny gross childe and i was really curious if anyone noticed it. also i'm very sorry but i might have written a bit too much of my housewifey fantasy into this </3
f!reader, tiny bit of smut but not really? just a few mentions and generally childe being horny, reader is heavily implied to be chubby
the thing is, since you're literally the definition of cute fluffy darling wifey among all these big strong men, a literal lamb among wolves, so people generally either dismiss you or overlook you. sure they respect you as the wife of the general of the snezhnayan army, one of the most terrifying men in the world but you're still viewed as a harmless little thing, too oblivious for her own good.
and well, they're not entirely wrong. sure you're no fighter, you have no combat training in any way; your darling husband promised you on your wedding night as you two lied panting and gasping for air that your soft hands would never have to touch the rough handle of a weapon as long as he was standing, as it was his duty to protect you from any harm.
and yet they all seemed to overlook the little vixen that you are, all seemingly innocent smiles and doe eyed looks; and to be perfectly honest you were all of that. you didn't have a single malicious bone in your body and couldn't bring yourself to cause harm to anything. you liked the domestic feeling of baking and cooking and taking care of the mansion with the help of multiple servants and helpers who became your friends after their initial fear of you dissolved.
unfortunately your loving husband still had his duties and had to attend to them, that led to weeks of being parted from you and out in either the battlefield or on various missions assigned from Her Majesty and in such a big house it could get very lonely, various domestic distractions could distract you only so much...
luckily there still was childe! the cheeky 11th fatui harbinger, your husband's coworker and a royal pain in the ass, capitano's words not yours.
ever since he quite accidentally got introduced to you during a grand ball in zapolyarny palace that you and your husband attended he became a sort of constant in your life and you being basically the same age, plus your fondness for him made it definitely easier for you two to get along very well!
you found the puppy love he had for capitano to be quite adorable, often teasing your husband about his little admirer which the big man shrugged off with a low growl and a shake of his head. but as you spend more and more time together you quickly realized that this puppy love for your husband also extended over to you, and it wasn't a pure puppy love either.
suddenly everything made sense and clicked right into place; all of the fond looks for you two, the red cheeks and constant need to be in your general vicinity now made sense, the lovely ginger was in love with you and your hubby<3
you never brought it up with capitano in fear of what he'd possibly do to ajax and you didn't want to jeopardize your friendship and possibly put him in harms way so you kept that little secret to yourself although you suspected that your man already at least had the general idea of what was going on; maybe he wasn't the most charismatic but he was a clever man.
and well, since capitano wasn't here and wouldn't be for another two weeks, no one said you couldn't have some fun right~? the cold snezhnayan days were so lonely and how could you refuse childe hospitality when he showed up with a grin, covered in snow.
you insisted that he stay for a few days mostly out of worry for the man; his lips already turning blueish from the freezing cold, but a little part of you screamed at you to put your 'knowledge' for a test~
and so you invited childe into your household and let your imagination run a little wild. walking around in those fur-lined robes, they were warm but enticing in a primal kind of way and you could see the ginger man gulp but continue to stare at you as you innocently smiled and poured him more tea, making sure your boobs were perfectly on display for him to see.
also you noticed that calling him various pet names seemed to do the trick too, 'good boy' being his favorite judging by the insistent tent in his pants that he thought you wouldn't notice; if he wore a particular pair of soft pants you swore you could see a tiny wet patch start to form but you shyly averted your gaze.
or your all-time favorite, the 'accidental' touches and brushing up against him as you oh so innocently had to walk past him in the kitchen and it just so happened that your breasts had to be squeezed against his own chest for a second or unfortunately having to slip in front of him to help him with kneading the dough for the cake he was helping you make and grinding your ass against his cock, the feeling of having such a big thing jump to attention just from you lightly grinding up against him giving you a ego boost, only to be amplified by the low growl in his throat and the clenched fists as childe barely contained himself from grabbing you by your full hips and and fucking you right then and there in your kitchen.
you might be all nice and smiles but that doesn't mean you were that oblivious and seeing the ginger be so desperate for you and your dear husband you were sure you were going to have so much fun together <3
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daedelweiss · 1 year
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i was brainrotting over the new porter robinson song and wanted to do another practice animation before i make the trailer for LM so here's a triplets hug!
Pastel Leo is my rise/turtle sona. i don't intend to make any story or deep lore from him but he has a tiny bit. he's immortal, being the manifestation of something so it lead to a very lonely life for him. somewhere down the line, he met Rookie and Socks and they all dubbed themselves triplets and have been inseparable since 😄
Rookie belongs to @camilieroart Socks belongs to @meggalice
also drew them as tots for shits and giggles... also because they'd be cute as tots 🥺
( 🌿 please do NOT repost, edit, trace, use, and/or sell 🌿 )
WIP of pastel's sheet under "keep reading"!
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stuckinapril · 6 months
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new favorite activity: pretending i'm in a vogue video while doing my skincare routine
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songsintheattic · 13 days
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i was just not built for staying alive
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yumeyumeappleo · 7 months
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this is just practice
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hwichanis · 2 years
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Sunghoon ✦ ParadoXXX Invasion MV
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crowtechs · 2 years
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this is long i apologise in advance.
imagine your f/o kissing you. no, it doesn't need to be passionate, deep, or heated. it could be chaste kisses, brushing against your cheeks or sweet kisses touching your knuckles. or a dozen kisses peppering your face so they could hear your giggle. it could be sloppy kisses as if they have no idea how to kiss you or it's their first ever kiss with you, and they are desperate to make it work. maybe they sleepily kiss you, sleepiness taking over them as their lips still lay against you—your cheek, your head, your hands, doesn't matter. they've fallen asleep with lips still yearning to kiss you over and over again.
or perhaps, your f/o kisses you because they miss you. they kiss you because they love you, they kiss you tenderly and sweetly, they kiss away your tears and cup your face with their hands. they kiss you because they cannot get enough of you, they kiss you because your lips looked lonely in their eyes; they kiss you because you are hard to resist—you are simply contagious to them. they can't get enough of you.
they kiss you because you make them whole, you are their anchor, their everything, like you are to them. they kiss you because you two are puzzle pieces fitting perfect together, they kiss you because they wanted you to stop talking; they kiss you because you felt like you were second best and your f/o wants you to be reminded that they are yours, and they love you.
your f/o kisses you to remind you that their heart is yours and only yours to keep. they kiss you because they can. they kiss you because their love for you is never-ending, and nothing can compare to it. your f/o adores you inside and out, and you are not second best, you are their number one.
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