⚠️ are you worried about the secrets Mark may be keeping from you?
"He ain't keepin' secrets from me." The toothpick in Yancy's mouth is nearly spent with how hard he's chewed on it. You've offended him with the implication.
"We're workin' things out. He's told me part of it and he's already said he'll tell the rest. As for yer question...I know it's bad, whatever it is. Really bad. I got a peek at what he's capable of on a couple occasions now. Youse don't have command over such things without possibly hurtin' people."
He takes a moment to compose his thoughts further. "But I've seen him now. He's tryin' ta be a betta person, and as I've said before, I'd be a fuckin' hypocrite if I didn't believe in second chances. So, no, I'm not worried 'bout what I don't know. I'm worried he'll use it to push me away."
It's a seven, due to the insult and admittance of difficult feelings.
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Student: Miss A, why is there a lock on the playground gate?
Me: Oh, they use it when the close up for the night.
Student: Ah, I see. So the school shooters don't get in at night!
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(undertale spoilers but mostly just headcanons and stuff) I'm Not Quite Sure How This Got So Out Of Control???
(perhaps surprisingly, this one DOES actually have a very small amount of blood (as well as an off-screen death), so I'm slapping a warning here and in the tags. just in case. no massive violence, though.)
i set out to practice with word bubbles because i intend to make a full-length fancomic series one of these days, and i needed to figure out the word bubble tool.
i figured i'd just use this offhand idea i had about the King Papyrus neutral route and call it a day. well i'm not quite sure what happened but somewhere it went from "simple comic" to "5 pages of what the heck is this". somehow veered into angst again. welp.
(if you feel like reading my logic behind this whole thing here's the initial idea i wrote up like 2 weeks ago lol)
i was thinking about neutral routes (...again...) and i wondered, would the monsters eventually reach a boiling point? like, would they get so fed up with what they perceive to be papyrus' inability to run a kingdom/actually pursue getting a human SOUL that they turn on him?
sans of course would intervene, constantly reassuring everyone that papyrus was doing all he could (which would be the truth!), and even getting just a lil bit ominous and scary if he needed to.
...which got me to thinking something else. if they tried to overthrow him, what steps would they take? where would they stop? monsters' SOULs are made of love after all (and monsters rarely, if ever, show desire to harm another monster at ALL), but would they take a life if it meant freedom...?
which led me to:
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"i don't think i can walk anymore." - [ Heian Verse ]
"I'M FINE, JUST GO ON WITHOUT ME!" PROMPTS // accepting!!
The boy's silhouette turned around in an odd undulation, his head snapping first, soon followed by the rest of his body. the gleeful spark that danced in his eyes had flickered away, replaced by a deep concern that had already seeped deep into his soul.
"It's fine! We can take a break!" He did a poor job at hiding the devouring concern from his voice. "Just sit down, okay! Yeah, let's sit down for a bit!"
As his hand wrapped around the young man's shoulder, Inosuke felt like he was holding him up more than he was helping him down.
"Let's call it a day, alright? We can sit here for a bit, and I'll carry you down the mountain."
It was no suggestion. As he let his gaze fall on Muzan's pale visage, Inosuke felt a dagger plunge deep into his chest. The blood had been drained from the man's face, leaving behind a mere specter, with skin so pale that the thinnest ray of sunlight might just burn a hole through it.
The boy's lips quivered. He had been selfish again, hadn't he? Urging the curly-haired man to clamber all the way up the mountain with him, when he had found Muzan in a state worse than ever. Perhaps it was that suffocating air in the room that had urged Inosuke to open the wooden doors, and drag the poor man out of his bed, under the doctor's reproachful eyes.
Inosuke reached down for the little pouch he kept tied to his belt, an addition he had made to his attire after a few outings with Muzan. It contained fresh water from the stream, that he had made sure to collect before he paid Muzan a visit.
"Here. Drink up. All of it."
He finally sat down beside his companion, trying to chase the restlessness that kept growing inside his chest. The sun was still high above the trees. Higher than it usually was when Muzan showed signs of fatigue.
Inosuke hands dug into the fur that encased his thighs. He bit into his lip, shoulders hunched, allowing wild strands of hair fall by each side of his face. An attempt at concealing his expression.
His illness isn't healing... It just keeps getting worse!
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some outdated thoughts i had on the sans fight from like 3 months ago.
hold on. hold on. let me get this straight. maybe im hilariously wrong and i'll shake my head at this later, but screw it. im pretty sure that in the sans boss fight in a no mercy run, he just yeets the player's SOUL around the screen amiright? it does damage. up to a point.
eventually, it stops dealing damage.
but he keeps doing it.
for no reason??? until he quite literally tires out to the point he can't move you anymore, only holding you, the player, still?
it's anger. it's freaking anger. he just wants to throw you around. to freaking annoy you, the player. not just to make you bored, but because he's freaking mad. because he hates the player so much for their actions.
that's his grief talking.
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𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮; 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐤
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: some punishment for bratting, hints of jealous!brat!reader, confessions, full Nelson, praise/degradation, control orgasm, creampie, Satoru doesn't last long once he feels you, cream pie, hints of pussy drunk Satoru, overstimulation, choking, manhandling, light size kink, light begging
𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧: Imagine you’re being a brat and to punish you gojo turns on infinity so you can’t touch him and you HATE it. He’s driving you insane and you can’t even touch him..oof
Oreo: I'm sorry this took forever 😓, I'm so glad I got to it, it was so much fun to write thank you for this wonderful prompt lovely anon
You’re full of Satoru’s long cock, gliding your sloppy cunt on him. Your sensitive clit rubbing the skin above his cock. “Please I wanna feel your warm cock, I miss feeling your head rub deep in my cunt.” Your cunt spasms, clenching his cock, your thick cum trickling down his balls.
He won’t cum, unable to get close due to not being able to feel your soft cunt gliding on his cock. With his arms crossed behind his head, and a large smirk on his face, he doesn’t seem to be bothered.
Leaning forward, hands above his chest. You want to feel his thick pecs, glide your fingers along the hard line of his abs. “It’s been an hour! My knees and legs are hurting! Please! I can’t keep going!” Pausing with his hard cock stuffed in your sore cunt.
Your knees throbbing, thighs trembling. “I wanna make you cum! Wanna feel your puffy veins pulse right before you do. Please I’m sorry for getting jealous, I wanted all of your attention!” It’s not fair not being able to touch your beautiful Satoru.
Sliding your hand down his bare sculpted chest admiring him. “I know you’re an attention-needy brat no matter how much I give you you’ll always want more.” He grabs your hips, without actually touching you. “That’s what I love about you, you and your greedy cunt can keep up with me.”
Looking away your cheeks burn, “I love you too, I’m worried you’ll tire of me.” Satoru slowly gliding you off his cock, standing up turning you around with ease. Reaching back, the infinity vanishes allowing you to slide your fingers through his undercut over his blind fold. Grabbing a fistful of his fluffy, soft hair.
His chest warm pressed to your back, lining up his cock. You moan in relief, the warmth and softness of his cock head stroking your cunt. “Whose are you?” Nudging in just the tip, holding your there. After being denied so long it’s not enough.
Wiggling your hips, you can't slip anymore of him inside. He hooks your legs over his arms, firmly clasping his hands around your neck. “I’m yours! I'm all yours! I’m a greedy jealous slut who wants you all to myself. I can’t get enough please! Please fuck me!” Moaning, biting your bottom lip, curling your toes.
Satoru feels better than anything else could. His large warm hands around your neck, the weightless feeling of held up and mercilessly fucked. You cry, tensing up when he hits your cervix.
It’s a strange, overwhelming intense almost painful sensation that becomes better with ease hit. Satoru ruts his hips up to meet your hips when he forces you down on his long, being cock. “That’s it!” Satoru’s breathy moans are beautiful, your cunt clenching his veiny cock.
He croons, “That was a punishment for me too not being able to feel ya sweet cunt. Missed it so much, I'll stop her from flirting, make it clear that I'm lucky to be yours.” Fucking your sloppy cunt faster, stroking your sweet spot, bruising your soft cervix. Making it hard to think.
“Whose am I?” His words fall of deaf ears, whining, cuming, squeezing Satoru. The thick veins on his cock pulse, his head nudges deep inside and you feel warm thick cum spurting out.
Refusing to stop, unable to get enough of your tight, squelching cunt. “You’re mine! My Toru! My handsome sugarbear! Please! That it! Right there please, your cock feels so good.” He squeezes your neck.
Your sloppy wet cunt gripping him just right, keeping his sensitive cock hard. “All yours sweetheart, fuck, I don't want anyone else but you beautiful. Your slutty little cunt is perfect, the way you say my name, how you welcome me home, fuck I love getting your texts throughout the day. Nnn if I saw someone else flirting with you, I'd been making you scream my name till your voice goes out.”
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