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୭˚. THIS KITTY INSANE .ᐟ
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—minors dni, suggestive, puppyboy! satoru x fem! reader, rawdogging (🥁), subby satoru, breeding kink, creampie, biting/hickeys, light possessive kink(?)
⭑ ࣪ ˖ sum’z notes.ᐟ user @staryukis TO THE FRONT this is partially ur fault <3
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puppyboy! satoru with an extra keen nose, one strong enough to smell you ovulating. he flops down on top of you in bed; an enthusiastic, white tail thuds against the mattress as gojo gives your body a thorough sniff-down.
the swish of his tail slows as he nears your panties. satoru's head tilts, ears arching forward, and he manhandles your legs over his broad shoulders, forcing an astonished squeak out of you. he stuffs his face into the tantalizing wet patch on your panties, pushing a moan of ‘satoru…!’ from your plump lips. firm hands still your squirming hips, grinding into satoru’s tongue that laps at the juices soaking straight through the fabric.
“you’re different.”, gojo initially points out. this smell is familiar, though at first he can’t pinpoint it. suddenly his ears perk, and he is hit with a realization:
“ohhh!,” satoru says, leaning over you and inadvertently folding your sensitive body in half. “you’re in heat, right? i can definitely help!”
and that’s how you end up here: ass up, face smushed into the sheets with satoru’s heavy weight atop you. one arm wrapped tight around your waist to keep you molded against him, the other snaked up your front so a hand can pinch and grope at your tits.
his pace is relentless, wild and chaotic ruts of his hips to slam his swollen cock within the hot, innermost caverns of your gummy walls. a whine creeps up your sore throat, breaking free to mingle with satoru's whimpery moans in your ear. he's loud, louder than you are, even, and only rivaled by the wet 'plap, plap, plap' of sweaty, cum-stained skin-to-skin.
he’s so big—dick heavy and hard and filling you to the brim, fat balls slapping your clit with each frantic thrust. your pussy clenches and spasms around gojo's length, hell-bent on trapping him inside you forever. not that satoru would complain, anyway. makes it all the more easier to flood your delicious pussy with his seed. he’s obsessed with the feeling of her, the way she aims to wring him dry of every possible drop. and gojo is far more than happy to let that happen.
"mmph, f—fuck, 'm gon—, gonna cum again—!”,satoru half-pants, half-whines into the back of your neck. "can i cum inside, pleaseee?"
you nod again for the umpteenth time that night. it's cute, the way he's still asking permission to blow another load in you. like his cum isn't already leaking and spurting out your hole with ever desperate plunge of his cock.
satoru sinks his fangs into your shoulder then, licking over to soothe yet another mark on your skin. he likes it, loves it, loves creating a collection of bites and blemishes all over your body. because he’s cute, yes, and he’s also possessive. gojo has to let the world know you’re all his.
the wag of his tail picks up and satoru gives a few more weak thrusts before he's painting your insides once more with ropes of his cum. his cock finally goes limp, and satoru loosens his grip to ease you onto the bed. baby blue eyes trail instantly to your pussy, where your quivering hole is gushing with sheer amounts of his cum. just the sight of it is enough to have blood rushing to his dick again. satoru thinks this may just be his favorite way to mark you yet.
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rightfulcutsiepie · 5 days
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MUFFET X READER PLS PLS PLS PLS PLS (i’m normal)
Muffet General Headcanons
Sadly, you are no exception when you have to buy something from her.
Everything is expensive, but unlike others, you get a kiss when you pay for your food.
But if it isn't something from her restaurant and you both are instead inside of the comfort of your shared abode, she'll bake everything for you.
You do all of the chores in the house, and in return, she makes you the best pastries and meals you can ask for.
She does love to sleep in the bed with you, but sometimes, she prefers to sleep on the ceiling in her little bed of webs. It's adorable and you can hear her skittering around sometimes(pretty quietly, but it's still a little weird to hear).
Who needs an alarm clock when her little spiders tickle your face to wake you up?
She hates perfumes and would prefer your natural scent.
Likes keeping the room toasty and only allows you to ventilate the room during the daytime.
It's less of a sexual thing, but she also prefers your naked. She says human bodies(yours in particular) creates warmth she loves to take from you.
Loves to use all of her hands at once. She never chooses two or one, she has to use all of them when touching you.
Overstimulation is her goal, and loves to make a game out of seeing how quiet you can be even when she continues to stimulate your body incredible.
She often makes jokes about procreating with you, knowing it's biologically impossible, but ends up acting as if she's serious about it when she makes you cum on her fingers.
Bites all over your shoulders and arms.
Her fangs are her greatest weapon, and you can't ever escape that pinch of pain she gives you every time she sinks her teeth into your skin.
Hums you to sleep.
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rightfulcutsiepie · 17 days
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xreader fic is so inherently healing like
do you love yourself? no? that's okay this character you love loves you back. are you kind? that is why they love you. are you patient? that is why they love you. are you a coward are you shy are you brave are you bold are you bratty? that is why they love you. you are loved and you will not be punished for seeking love. you are loved and you will find it here in these words.
do you love yourself yet? no? that's okay this character can love you until you do. this character will point out the few traits you can relate with yourself (your smile, your laugh, you brattiness, your whimsy, your strength, your sorrow) and tell you that they love that about you until one day you can love it, if not yourself, too.
do you love yourself yet? no? but you're starting to accept that you can be loved? that there is something in you- your awkwardness, your bashfulness, your straightforward mind, you ability to heal, your ability to fight- that someone could look at and learn to adore? well done. you're right, this character does see that and adore it. you may not love yourself just now, just yet, but now you see right? That there is something to love in you?
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rightfulcutsiepie · 17 days
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how r u guys?
Send in undertale requests
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rightfulcutsiepie · 2 months
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Sorry
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Mitski time mitski time mitski time
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rightfulcutsiepie · 2 months
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also. this guy
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rightfulcutsiepie · 2 months
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so who's excited for the valentines day UTDR newsletter.
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my kids They r 8 year old today !
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rightfulcutsiepie · 2 months
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Both a blessing and a curse
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rightfulcutsiepie · 2 months
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LONG SIGGGGGGGHSSSSS.............
I DIDNT INTEND FOR MY SANS PHASE TO RETURN....2024...ALMOST GOT 2 EMBARRASSED TO POST THESE......CLICKS POST
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rightfulcutsiepie · 2 months
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YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SANS THE SKELETON ⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️
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rightfulcutsiepie · 4 months
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ニャー (Japanese)
mrrrowwww
miau (meow in spanish)
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rightfulcutsiepie · 4 months
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honestly i just think we all need to slow down
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rightfulcutsiepie · 4 months
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Hi
can you guys forgive me for neglecting you severely
here's more food, person in my metaphorical basement.
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He always thought you knew him better than this. But when he saw your face crumble from one of determination into complete despair, he didn't really know how to feel. You surely had splinters and scrapes all on the bottom of your bare feet. Such soft and warm skin ruined for something as stupid as a failed escape attempt. It's hard to escape a house in the middle of the woods with the tightest twists and turns everywhere you look for the next 30 miles.
He wasn't playing when he said no one would find you. You were heaving, scrambling to leave once more, and he just watched you fail to escape, a pitied look on his face. He appeared magically in front of you again and you screamed in anger.
"Just let me go!! Please- I just- I can't be here anymore. No more...no more."
Your shouts turn into ugly slobs and slurring as you clench his pants, head hanging as you cry.
G Sans stares down at you as you break down. He didn't know much about humans. Always ignored them, kept his distance. The surface wasn't much of a home. At least, the humans didn't treat him like he was a part of what is supposed to be his home. But when he caught eye of you, he wanted to make it work. He wanted to talk to you. He wanted to be near you. So he took you. It didn't seem like anyone would come find you, anyways. They'd ignore your existence like they did his.
But he didn't know a thing about comfort. Feeding you, bathing you every day, doing your hair. You were a high maintenance species and he's learning that the hard way. But for you, he would deal with it just to find the way to treat you the way you needed to be treated. Even if it means finding you outside trying to leave him again. He loves you.
Today, he learned that not only do you need your hair tamed every day, fed 3 times a day, bathed at least once a day, have your teeth brushed twice a day, and go through whatever tasks you want to in order to busy yourself. But you also need social interactions to remain sane. Or at least that's what you say. But he knows that you're kind of saying that to find a way to be released back with the rest of society. But you've already been kidnapped and he doesn't need you spilling crucial information for how you met him in the first place. So, for the first time, he told you no.
"You're a fuckin' handful, sweetheart." G's voice was deep and gravely. It made you sick to your stomach every time he spoke. Haunts your dreams and fucks up your morning when he wakes you for breakfast. He pulls his pack of cigarettes out and picks out his second stick of the day, lighting it. It was pitch black in the woods, so the lighter accentuated his facial features when he flicked it to life. Smoke rose from the end of the stick and he put away the lighter, inhaling what couldn't hurt him before exhaling.
He teleports the both of you to his large bathroom and starts the faucet, hot water shooting out into the tub. "What soap do you want today? Mint? Lavender?" He digs through the cabinet under the sink and pulls out a few for you to choose from. When he turns, you're there on the ground, staring out into space, ignoring him. You looked shitty.
"Lavender it is." He pours the soap into the water, the light scent wafting throughout the bathroom. When he puts it away, he grabs a towel for you and walks over to you. It was only then, that you smack away his hands when he reaches down to help you stand. "Don't FUCKING touch me." G sighs and kneels down to talk to you. "Honey, I'm just trying to help. You look like shit and I know your feet hurt, so just let me take care of you, okay?"
He ignores the tears welling up in your eyes and brings you to your feet. He softly tells you to get undressed and you do. When you step into the tub, G has already turned the faucet off and your muscles relax at the heat surrounding you. G gets rid of the cigarette before starting to wash you.
He gently gets rid of the dirt and grime on your body for the next thirty minutes. It's until he dresses you and brings you to bed that you realize that you can never escape him. The house he owns his humongous, hard to navigate without him, you can't cook anything with the ingredients he has, but he somehow can. And you certainly can't escape. It's over for you and don't even wait until he leaves the room to start crying.
G wipes the falling tear, his cold boney hand making contact with your soft skin again. He can never get over the beautiful feeling. "What's wrong?" You stare up into his yellow eyes that reside in his dark sockets for the first time today. You sniffle, lip wobbling as you clutch your blankets. "What's with all this crying?" You and him both know the answer to that.
"Please let me go home." Your voice sounds dejected. Soft and waning. G coos at you. "You know I can't do that, baby. I'm sorry. I'm trying my best to take care of you here. This is your home."
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rightfulcutsiepie · 4 months
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treat i can't afford save me
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rightfulcutsiepie · 4 months
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I ALWAYS think about this.
So cool you dont even have to teach cats to use the litter theyre just born with a passion for peeing on sand
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