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ideaofheaven · 10 months
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damn that 9k words fic about minho really makes me blushing like crazy at 2 a.m. lmaooo i am putting myself in that same situation 😳
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Okay, you’re making me blush frfr glad you liked my two babies! Thank you!
And I do recommend reading after 2am as the title suggested 👀
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corffee · 27 days
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Dropping this fun piece of info here:
https://x.com/dillanmurillo/status/1775727017163657579?s=46&t=UdNtgFl-8YuvLicwWoYN0Q
Adding to my list….
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OHOHOHOHOHH I CANT BE TRUSTED TO KNOW THIS KIND OF KNOWLEDGE CAUSE IM ALREADY HAVING NORMAL THOUGHTS. And this artist is also a known sonadow enjoyer since he made a small fan animation of shadow once again being a protective bf lol.
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motelofmermaids · 4 months
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based off of this request.
༄ morning sex with finnick odair
finnick awoke with his arms wrapped around you, his eyes squinting as they adjusted to the sun rising through the windows. several months had passed since coriolanus snow met his demise, and the capitol had crumbled under the pressure of the rebellion. the once oppressive air that hung over the districts, your home, carried a fresh feeling of liberation. you and finnick had time now—time to live and just be. he no longer needed to protect you from mutts or tributes; he had you right where he needed, in his arms and safe.
you let out a quiet mumble as you turned around, your head finding a home under his chin, your face snuggling itself comfortably into his chest. you breathed him in, a soft sigh leaving your lips. finnick smiled, looking out the window as he said, “good morning, honey.” you let out another mumble in response, hand coming up to rest on his shoulder. you ran your fingers up and down his arm, waking yourself up.
finally feeling conscious, you adjusted yourself so that your sleepy eyes could meet his. “mornin’, finn,” you yawned before leaning in to give him a kiss. finnick odair, you thought, the man he was. the sun kissed his skin beautifully; his eyes green and filled with warmth and love. his lips curled up into a small smile, his canine slightly poking out. you bit your lip, taking in the sight of the man you devoted the rest of your life to.
“hm?” finnick took in your sight just as much, his gaze shifting to your bitten lips. his brows slightly knit together as his smile grew. “you okay, sweet girl?” you let out a small puff of air against his face before leaning in once again, kissing him with more passion. one of his hands come up to stroke your cheek, before moving it to your chin to hold it as he pulled away.
“no…,” you protest as you try to lean back in, but his grip slightly tightens and he lets out a raspy chuckle. instead of denying you fully, he rolls over to cage you beneath him, elbows resting on either side of your head. “happy?” it comes out as sassy, as him doing a favor. the look on his face speaks a completely different language. he’s wearing a lazy smirk, his eyes slightly hooded. you smile up at him, your chest rising up and down in sweet anticipation.
your arms wrap around his neck, pulling him down into a lazy yet fervent kiss. he hummed into your mouth, repositioning so his hips rested in between your legs. finnick gave a slow grind, biting down onto your bottom lip as you let out a heavy sigh into his mouth. he continued at his agonizing pace, grinding against your stimulated heat. “not enough,” you whined, pulling him down closer and scratching your nails into the back of his neck.
he tells you how greedy you are, but you can feel how hard he’s gotten, fighting his patience so he could tease. you buck your hips up, craving more. craving his lips, his fingers, his cock. eventually you became frustrated, throwing your head back against the pillow, whimpering a pathetic plea of his name. he let out a throaty ‘you win,’ reaching down to lower his boxers as you disregarded your underwear around an ankle. it was indolent, heated, needed.
he reached your lips again, until they were at your jaw and then your neck, sucking and biting as you lined him up against you. both of you were breathing heavily; small, desperate moans escaping your mouth as he finally entered you. when he bottomed out you whispered your thanks, your love to him. you feel his cocky grin against your neck, his exhales hitting heavy and hot against the careless mess he made.
you felt gone, taken to a bliss where your bodies danced in pure sensuality. loud whines filled the room, and finnick was becoming sloppy. he let out deep, broken moans when your wet cunt would clench around him, when your nails would grip and scratch at the nape of his neck. he fucked into you rough, reaching in between both of your bodies to rub your agitated clit.
when you came, you cried out finnick’s name as if it were a prayer. he continued at your clit, overstimulating the bundle of nerves as you clenched and forced back quiet sobs. when he soon followed, he leaned up again to kiss you—all hot and messy. once he started to soften, he pulled out with a groan. he rested on top of you, still making sure not to crush you despite his sex-fogged mind. as you gave each other fucked out smiles and smooches, you giggled out a slurred, “happy?”
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angelshadowsinger · 1 year
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oh my fucking god your work is incredible! holy literal shit balls i have never felt that entranced by a fanfiction until reading yours. thank u thank u thank u your azriel is PERFECT.
also i’m totally gonna need your thoughts on azriel sharing with his shadows 👀
re: ummmmmmm call me parmesan bc u got me CHEESIN!?!?!! that is literally sO sweet of you to say, i am touched 🥺 as a fic author you always worry if you’re making the character OOC and, it just makes me so happy to hear your praise!! thank you so much anon~ ♥︎ This HC is a bit more than what you’ve asked for, but it does includes it, so pls enjoy!
Azriel’s Shadows Around his Mate Headcanons
・ ゜゜・.。 ・ ゜゜・.。・゚゚・.。 ・ ゜゜・.。・゚゚・
ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇ: ʙʏ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴇʀᴛɪꜰʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴏᴠᴇʀ 18 ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴍɪɴᴏʀ. ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ʙᴇʏᴏɴᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴍᴀʏ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴ ɴꜱꜰᴡ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴅɪꜱᴄʀᴇᴛɪᴏɴ.
・ ゜゜・.。 ・ ゜゜・.。・゚゚・.。 ・ ゜゜・.。・゚゚・
In my eyes, Azriel’s shadows are a part of him. There hasn’t been much insight that Maas has given us with shadowsingers and their capabilities in general, but this is what I choose to believe~
Since Azriel’s shadows were perhaps the first of his powers, and the first entity to treat him with some kindness/obedience, I think he would be very in tune with them and he himself would consider them a part of him. He has had over 500 years to develop his relationship with them and therefore, I believe once he found his mate, his shadows would be just as captivated with her as he himself.
Obviously, Azriel is a total simp for his girl (but that’s another hc in its own), so that means his shadows are too. Honestly, it could be viewed as annoying how often at least a few of his shadows are constantly at your side. He’s used to having them totally loyal to him, so now that he has to share them with you… well, it’s not really actually that cumbersome, because he knows that even when you two are apart, he’ll be sure to know if you need him/his help. Though he has a couple less to send out on his spymaster business, technically, the ones with you are acting as his spies anyway. Just, with a far more interesting and important subject.
His shadows do a variety of things for you, making your everyday life easier and more pleasant. Just as their master, the shadows like to give you princess treatment.
For example, they go out of their way to help you with mundane things. If you’re making dinner and a tomato rolls off the cutting board, they’re pushing it back to you. When you’re putting on a dress, they’re helping you with the zip and clasp. If you’re writing something and your pen runs out of ink, somehow they’ve procured a new one that matches your exact preferences.
Both Az and his shadows notice the small things. They take notes of your likes and dislikes, what makes you giggle, cry, or provides you comfort.
At times when he’s away for a long while, and you’re missing him, they will deliver small gifts to you. A couple flowers tied with twine, native to the strange lands he’s currently working in. A special spice he knows you love to use in the foods you share with him. An especially-delicious pastry made with your favorite fruit/flavor. Though the shadows themselves do not find you gifts, they are happy to deliver whatever Az requests they send.
They also will take anything you wish to send him. Whether he’s in another country, or simply training at the House of Wind with his brothers, his shadows will deliver your every gift. Most of the time it’s little sweets or a lunch you’ve packed. Sometimes when you’re feeling cheekier, a receipt from the lingerie store informing him of your latest purchase. If you’re really feeling brazen, sometimes the panties themselves. His shadows are perhaps happiest to carry those items, either to get into contact with them or to see their master’s red cheeks as he shoves them out of his brothers’ view.
His shadows are your caretaker when he is not with you. When you’ve fallen asleep staying up for your mate’s return from yet another mission, his shadows will tuck you under your favorite blanket, taking off your reading glasses and ensuring your spot in the open book on your lap is not lost. Az nearly melts when he comes back to the sight, you dead asleep on the couch in front of the blazing hearth, his shadows perched dutifully there, guarding you.
However, they grow attached to you and even when he is with you, they will not leave you alone unless he commands them.
Azriel likes to take full advantage of his time alone with you. There is nothing he finds more comfort and pleasure in than being in your embrace. Sometimes that’s hard to do, though, when his shadows steal away your attention, or beat him to helping you with the zip of your dress.
It’s a very endearing sight to see him get jealous of his own shadows. He’d have a scowl on his face as he glared at them, silently ordering them to leave your side so he could have you all to himself. The shadows would melt onto the floor, gloomy in a way, whisper once more around your ankle before they go off to fulfill their master’s instruction.
Most of the time, you manage to guilt your mate into letting a few of them come back. And as soon as he calls them, they appear and shoot right for you. Az rolls his eyes but of course he understands. How could they not fall in love with you?
Azriel is actually very good with sharing. This usually applies to you when his shadows are involved, though sometimes he just needs to be alone with you. Whether it’s to have his way with you or just to snuggle up and bask in his mate’s presence. When he needs time like that, he will have his shadows guard your quarters and they will do so without question— fiercely protecting the only two beings they care for.
~spicy hc’s begin ;)~
Most of the time, Azriel will take the lead in pleasuring you— as he should, as your mate— but he’s likely to let his shadows watch or join his efforts if they play a supporting role.
For example, his favorite thing is to be between your legs, feasting on your sweet cunt and making sure you know you are his, while his shadows hold you down so you can’t move an inch. This way, you have to take the pleasure in the exact way he desires, unable to greedily chase your high or buck your hips or push him away.
Usually he plays with you for a while like this, teasing you and edging you a handful of times before he’s ruthless, unstopping even after you’ve come. He does cease his ravishing after you’ve come again, only to ensure he doesn’t overstimulate you before he’s had a chance to fuck you like you both want.
His shadows are happy to shackle you and render you helpless to his onslaught of pleasure; they love hearing your wanton cries and will dry away any tears of pleasure that escape with a cool, ghostly caress.
Speaking of their caress, one of his favorite uses for them is to soothe your skin when he’s done marking it up. Meaning, after every spank or particularly hard bite, the shadows will rove over the irritated flesh, kissing you with their cooling tendrils.
Since the shadows are slightly cold, sending them to curl around your nipples while he fucks you from behind is also another favorite. The temperature-play heightens everything— especially when they move down your curves to tease at your clit or your ass, depending on your preference…
Sometimes he lets them fuck you as part of your foreplay— usually while you’re sucking his cock. He just loves the surprise that flickers in your eyes when you’re choking on the length of him deep in your throat, how your lashes flutter when that familiar cool touch tickles your inner thighs and pushes your wet panties aside, how your moan feels vibrating around him when they thrust inside of you. He savors how your rhythm gets thrown, how you struggle to continue when his shadows are running over every sensitive crevice of your most intimate parts.
On rarer occasions, Azriel will let the shadows have their way with you. He’d sit back in a comfortable, wing-friendly armchair, darkened hazel eyes drinking in every movement before him— you with your eyes rolled back in ecstasy, the darkness holding your legs spread and fondling every inch of you— cupping your tender breasts, tweaking those pert, hard nipples… stroking your face, your hair, your hips and thighs… flowing over your puffy clit, slipping between your dripping folds and even wandering inside of you, perhaps just as deep as Azriel’s cock could reach. He would jerk his leaking shaft at the sight before him, lip held prisoner in his feral snarl. He wouldn’t be able to last very long, the sight before him too much for him to keep his composure.
When you’re both spent and panting for breath, the shadows will run up and down your moistened back, taking away the heat that lingers there and helping to lull you to sleep.
Only when you’re unconscious do they return to Azriel, curling around his shoulders in thanks. They know they are lucky to be the sole creature/presence with which he shares his mate, and any time spent with you is valued payment for the many services they provide their master with.
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harmonysanreads · 1 month
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aventurine and sunday have practically dragged me back into hsr brainrot help
aventurine’s all for the gleam and glow, the high life, price tags still hanging off his most recent — and undeniably expensive — purchase for you. he’s casual and flirty, but is there a point where he can get out-flirted? what would it be like to have the tables turn and see him flustered for once?
sunday’s responsible, caring, and overall has a look of complete and total perfection. the wings behind his ears are very pretty — would he allow them to be touched, given that the two of you in private? do they subconsciously move and react when he feels strongly towards things, or does he have better self control than that? or are they a bit ticklish, perhaps... (my friend told me that it’s supposed to be “be not afraid”, not “do be giggling and kicking your feet” 😭)
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My dear🕯️anon is cooking again
Aventurine is definitely one of the highest spending yanderes and by that, I mean to the point of being ridiculous. Even if he's not giving you gifts, he's throwing fresh cash at any chance he gets and you can't quite predict when he'll do it.
I've also been trying to figure out the general pattern of his speech and I've heard people mention he isn't an outright flirt and all the instances where he's come close to 'flirting' you'll notice it's him trying to turn the tables in his favor. He's a master at the art of speaking and holding a conversation with him is like walking on a thin rope while balancing five books on your head. I think, if you just don't give up when playing these mental gymnastics with him, he'll be charmed.
Sunday's wings are probably very sensitive and I think it's best you don't touch them without permission, just to soften his mood. I've also had this thought that Sunday would give you one of his feathers as a token of friendship/trust/promise in the early stages of your 'relationship'.
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dreamerinthemoonlight · 4 months
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Lisichka
Request: Hii ! I hope it's okay to request Tartaglia and (a very shy) childhood!reader reuniting after many years and pining for one another? Reader knows him very well so they're not rlly shy around him...until they developed a crush on him. Which makes them timid and mildly awkward around him, and it really shows more and more. I had a thought of what if Tartaglia also has a crush on them around the same time? I hope this is okay and have a good one! ♡
Summary: Tartaglia returns home after fighting the narwhal. You try to avoid him, unwilling to face your crush after so many years, but he manages to meet with you anyway.
Note: Lisichka means little fox
cw: none
Word Count: 1081
Tartaglia x gn!reader
“Have you heard? Ajax is back.”
You’re walking around the local market when you catch wind of the first rumors. The speaker--one of the old women who spend every market day discussing everything from local drama to the contents of this month's delivery of various newspapers--speaks in a hushed voice.
“That’s only news, Marya. My husband has already been to Lev and Anya’s place. Ajax looked pretty beat up.”
If Marya’s question hadn’t caught your attention, the second speaker would have. 
You lift your groceries and approach Marya and Elizaveta.
“Ajax is back?”
Elizaveta gives you a measuring look. “I’m surprised you didn’t know. You spent so much time with the boy before Lev sent him off to join the Fatui.”
“You mean until they started avoiding him.?”
“Yes, yes. And blushing like---”
“I’ve been helping around my grandparent’s house,” you blurt. “So no, I hadn’t heard.”
Elizaveta chuckles. “In that case, yes, Ajax has come home. You should go visit him. I’m sure you’ll make his day.”
“I’m not sure he’d remember me.”
“Nonsense. I’d put money on the opposite being true.”
You sigh and tighten your scarf around your neck. “I’ll think about it. But I still have shopping to do. Have a good day, Mrs. Marya, Mrs. Elizaveta.”
Several days later, you walk up the path to Ajax’s home, a heavily wrapped pot of soup cradled in your arms.
A boy with a shock of red hair sits on the porch with a toy ruin guard in hand.
“Good day, Teucer. Is your mother around?”
Teucer looks up and grins. “Big Brother! Y/N is here!”
“Teucer,” you groan, “I’m not here to see Ajax. In fact, please give this to your mother. Tell her Katia sends her regards and that we hope Ajax gets well soon.”
You place the soup next to Teucer and hurries back down the path.
This was such a bad idea, you think to yourself. I can’t ever keep a straight face when he’s concerned.
Ajax steps out of the house, smiling into the collar of his thick, woolen coat.
Unbeknownst to you, the young harbinger watched the entire thing.
He picks up the soup and looks down at Teucer. “Did you say thank you?”
“I didn’t have a chance,” Teucer pouts. “Why are they acting so weird?”
Tartaglia laughs. “You’ll understand when you’re older.”
A few days later, you find yourself sitting on the bank of a lake. 
You keep your eyes trained on the hole you made and the line disappearing into the water.
This is the only place in town where there aren’t curious looks and questions about Ajax’s health. It’s the one place where you don;t have to be reminded that after so many years of being his friend, you’re now too cowardly to meet him face to face.
You’re so caught up in your thoughts that you don’t hear the snow crunch behind you, though the footsteps are soft enough that it could be any small animal.
“Lisichka, Lisichka. Are you done running from me?”
The familiar nickname startles you out of your reverie.
You turn, ever so slowly, to find a pair of bright blue eyes twinkling at you.
“I never ran from you.”
Ajax sits next to you. “Are you sure about that, Lisichka? I recall that before I left to join Fatui, you wouldn’t look me in the eye. And I saw you run from my house the other day.”
“I---”
“Got a bite yet?” Ajax changes the topic of conversation, much to your relief.
“No. Not yet. Though I might not, now that your pretty face is here.”
“If a pretty face is all it takes to scare off the fish, you must never catch a thing.”
You open your mind to reply, only for your brain to finally register your words and his reply.
“I--- How are you feeling, Ajax? I heard you were hurt.”
This time you’re the one to change topics, though you’re certain he’s aware that it’s a desperate attempt to keep from addressing the proverbial bear in the room.
Tartaglia holds out a hand and you frown at the clear tremor. “Fontaine was a little rough,” he admits. “I don’t recommend fighting a whale for a couple months.”
“A whale? How do you fight a whale?”
“Not easily. And I lost miserably. I don’t like Fontaine’s Iudex--though I want to fight him again one day---, but I’m not sure I’d have survived if he and the traveler hadn’t intervened.”
“You were never careful with yourself,” you comment. “Even less so after your three day disappearance.”
Ajax huffs. “This wasn’t my fault. There was a lot of weird stuff going on.”
“Uh-huh. I’m sure. You know you go looking for trouble and when you aren’t it has a habit of finding you.”
“You know me so well, my Lisichka.”
“I thought we were too old for pet names like that, Ajax.”
“Says who? You were my Lisichka when we were kids. Why can’t you be now?” 
You raise your eyes to the sky, where the constellations lay hidden.
“Because if you keep using pet names like that, I’m going to get the impression that you’re not just a childhood friend.”
Ajax reaches over and cups your cheek, turning your face so that your eyes meet his. “If you did I would be awfully happy. I’ve been trying to get your attention for years.”
“You mean…”
“Silly fox, I have liked you for a while now.”
“I bet I’ve liked you longer.”
“You wanna bet?”
Tartaglia tosses your fishing rod to the side and opens his arms to you. “Will you be mine?”
You let him pull you close, brows furrowing when the movement makes him stiffen. You rest a hand on his shoulder, feeling the bandages that deform his sweater.
“Of course, but please, please be more careful.”
“I love you, Lisichka, but I can’t make that promise.”
“I know. It was worth asking.”
As you start to doze in the safety, you can’t help but ask, “Why Lisichka?”
Ajax laughs, smiling into your hair. “Because, a teenage me had no other way to flirt with his best friend and you looked so cute playing in the snow.”
You join him in laughter. “I guess you win.”
“Oh?”
“I started running from you because I realized that I wanted it to be more.”
You yawn, eyes fluttering shut.
“Sleep, Lisichka. I will be here when you wake.”
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heyacris · 1 month
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Bad Blush Blush memes I made at 2 AM because I was bored part 6:
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lazyveran · 6 months
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Karlach: " minthy would you love me if I was a worm 😔"
Minthara: " no. "
Karlach: " 🥺 "
Minthara : " I cannot love a worm. However I would spend the rest of my life hunting the one that took you from me. And when I find them... I would undo their very being. Then nothing would stop me from undoing what made you a worm. I would save you my love, no matter the cost. "
this is genuinely canon and its incredible i love them so much
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mamayan · 7 months
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Request: Male Minotaur Yandere x Female Human Childhood Sweetheart Reader
General Premise: Reader darling grew up as childhood friends with an adorable Minotaur neighbor. (She had to move away eventually and was unable to keep in touch with him, but they always remembered each other). He was really small and weak when he was young compared to other bulls of his species, so imagine her surprise when she meets him years later as an adult, and he’s fucking massive (in more ways than one…) He’s never letting her go again and is breeding/impregnating her constantly for the rest of her life. Making her his trophy wife/house wife too. (Sorry not sorry, I love babies and uxorious men who want nothing more than to seed me).
P.S. I feel like this man could either be like a farm boy…or like a rich, powerful man, who just confines reader to a large private island by Greece or something. Like…I’m so conflicted…
Also I love your stuff! Your sexy writing is the best and makes me go fish brain in the best way possible!
Love ,🧋🫖Anon
Oh my goodness 🧋🫖Anon—🫢♥️
Okay I wanna respond to this so you know I’m not ignoring~ This is so hot though?! I can’t do a full fic right now, but let’s do some headcanons cuz this has stewed in my brain.
NSFW under the cut!
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Minotaur BF who you had to protect as children. Out in the country folk didn’t take kindly to those who were different, and as a human you felt badly your friend was being bullied by your own kind. Sure he wasn’t human, but his heart was kind and he was your friend! He was an outcast amongst his own too because he was a runt, treated badly every which way, except by you.
Minotaur BF who would hold your hand at night because he was scared of the thunder storms, who would cuddle up cutely beside you and sleep after you held him. He took to you like a little stray kitten, reliant on your kindness and friendship like a life raft.
Minotaur BF who nearly lost his mind when you left home, unable to comprehend why you would leave him. Didn’t you know he needed you? It wounded his soul but he comforted himself with your promise to come back. You had too after all.
Minotaur BF who sprouted up to nearly double the size of his peers. He’s not little anymore and doesn’t need you to protect him, it’s others who should worry for themselves. He’s not scared of crushing skulls if they push too far or intrude on his land. He’s a simple farmer after all, he just doesn’t like trouble.
Minotaur BF who rejoices when you return, even more beautiful and grown up. Who adores your shocked expression because he towers over you now, and he wants you to praise him for growing so well. Now he can protect you, provide for you, care for you, breed you.
Minotaur BF who won’t let you leave back to your big city again. You said you’d come back, why would he let you run away again? Your tears won’t sway this monster, and you aren’t strong enough to resist his gentle but firm hold on you. You won’t be going anywhere but his bed. You’d better get comfortable, because this big male wants you in every way.
Minotaur BF with an enormous cock that trumps whoever or whatever toys you used in that big city away from him. Your cute cunt won’t be able to take him without an absurd amount of prep, and he’s more than happy to put that work in for you. His wide long tongue swirling inside of you, glossing you up in spit and saliva and making an absolute mess of your lower body. His big fingers prying your little hole open to stretch, making you cum until you pass out and waking again being spearing on his wiggling muscle as he devours you. He’s not afraid to slip his tongue further to your tight ring of muscle and lick there either, he’s ready to worship every inch of your body.
Minotaur BF who can cook, making you the most mouth watering home made meals with ingredients he grew or slaughtered, because he wants you healthy and happy for when he breeds you. 
Minotaur BF who is still the sweetest and most considerate as long as you don’t try to leave. Who wants to spoil you endlessly and fill your womb with hot sprays of his cum because you look too cute like that. You want that dress, game, etc.? He’ll get it for you, don’t you worry. He’s got you covered, literally. :3
Minotaur BF who finally gets your tight little hole to fit all of him, it took a lot of work and energy but when you’re drooling and fucked out on his meaty rod, it satisfies something primal in him. He fucks you slow and gently, because you can’t handle him entirely yet, but he loves you dearly anyway. He’s all to happy to take you apart slowly, rubbing your clit while you cream his cock and lower half with your arousal and release as he lightly rocks his hips. It still leaves you reeling, even the act of him pulling out slowly takes your breath away, has you clawing at his chest or horns and mewling.
Minotaur BF who pumps you so full of cum it’s like a solo bukkake porno, the level of fluid he releases in one orgasm unimaginable. You feel him filling you up because he’s overflowing from your womb and out, making a mess that only spurs him on to do it again. It leaves him wild and lubricates you up to take him again, his swollen balls ready to take on the task.
Minotaur BF who will intentionally replace your birth control with placebos, because he dreams of having a family with you as soon as possible.
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vvalentine · 8 days
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They call me pretty baby 💗
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l3viat8an · 10 months
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Satan with an mc who blushes when they read<33 (aka me)
Just imagine!
They're reading a romance novel and mc just start giggling as a blush spreads over their cheeks, Satan comes up behind then to see what the big fuss is about and all the characters are doing is kissing
he would tease the living hell out of mc
Or suggest recreating the scene <3
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You can feel Satan before you see him. Just out of the corner of your eye, blond hair hovering over your shoulder.
Then a soft hum followed by “So this is what you like?” and Satan turns to pressing a soft kiss to you cheek. Mumbling “Cute.” as he stands up and walks over to the bookshelves behind you, poking through them looking for a specific book.
You turn and watch him for a minute before you hear a “Ah.” and Satan walks back over to you book in hand, “You’ll like this one. It’s mostly mutual pining and soft scenes like the one you’re reading now.“
You take the book and nod, still blushing, “Thanks Satan. I’ll definitely read it next!”
“Good. When you get about halfway through it let me know. There’s a scene in there I would like to recreate with you.” and he winks~ (you’d better read that book faster lol)
Soooo yes!!! Satan’s going to tease you endlessly~ but he’s also going to give you book recommendations! Just to tease you more while you read them XD
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aanthonyvb · 1 month
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Can we get embarrassed Jekyll pls ?
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Even his ears are burning, I wonder what happend..
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blushedfemme · 2 months
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pls get garter belts and stockings 🥺 the dresses you already wear with those 😵‍💫 god you'd have me and every other butch on their knees for you begging to taste you as we hold onto your belts and thighs 🤤 you'd look so pretty in them, ma'am - 🩵 (if it's still up for grabs, l'm also the anon eagerly awaiting for more of your soft giggles and pretty "good boy" audios)
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was too lazy to put on a dress, but… like this? 😘
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laanonlovestrash · 7 months
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Blush Blush appears to have taken over my brain so i figured i might as well draw something for it, so here's Anon cause he's my favorite
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idk how to write his accent, i tried my best ok
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canon-gabriel-quotes · 2 months
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Hey, what's your fave Gabe fanart you've encountered?
Also I am very sorry about your inbox and the incident with the gnome piss anon
- kneeboiler anon
I CANT PICK JUST 1
FAN ART BLAST
https://www.tumblr.com/floating-goblin-art/709166360142495745/stgeorgepng
https://www.tumblr.com/phantom-nisnow/741235083170742272/la-danse-macabre
https://www.tumblr.com/milkymolle/740989211045478400/ecstasy
https://www.tumblr.com/hrokkall/728480077455785984/death-spiral
https://www.tumblr.com/themachine/710891941071667200/heaven-is-a-place-where-nothing-ever-happens
https://lutik327.tumblr.com/post/715977424211427328/blood-palace
https://www.tumblr.com/meiuya/713341420451381248
https://www.tumblr.com/celerys0da/731227260594651136/posting-some-old-art-rn-while-im-working-on-my
https://www.tumblr.com/spaccadt/727733278955765760/autism-creatures-comeback-as-an-allergic-person-i
https://www.tumblr.com/that--unusual-person/726328632488951808/for-2lim3rz-thank-you-for-your-services
https://www.tumblr.com/muzzleroars/725847053766377472/ecstasy-of-the-profane-form
https://www.tumblr.com/cultofthorns/723233440180371456/reversed-viscera-and-wrong-parts
https://www.tumblr.com/fmab/725428933070307328/catharsis
https://www.tumblr.com/plaguedpriest/724394015100960768/would-u-donate-ur-blood-to-them
https://www.tumblr.com/floating-goblin-art/719037383452000256/salvation
https://www.tumblr.com/dofaminos/698821974005284864/actually-my-first-full-ultrakill-fanart?source=share
https://gregemann.tumblr.com/post/674241085223190528/gift-art-for-a-very-dear-friend-3
https://hanteeyo.tumblr.com/post/648721438657921024/gabwiel
https://hanteeyo.tumblr.com/post/668242216019460096/oops-im-an-idiot-and-deleted-the-og-post-lmfao
https://dragonroilz.tumblr.com/post/720071429697175552/happy-pride
https://www.tumblr.com/dragonroilz/710445912452890624
https://decamarks.tumblr.com/post/706832090604388352/i-could-only-lay-in-reverence-carried-in-the
https://viktormaru.tumblr.com/post/706016225317306368/ive-been-doing-daily-doodles-despite-not-sharing
https://crowcryptid.tumblr.com/post/704105237758246912/silvr-i-wanna-fight-you-like-an-animal-i-wanna
https://leafy-yezi.tumblr.com/post/704965002647437312/wanted-to-draw-this-since-the-2nd-gabriel-fight
https://cultofthorns.tumblr.com/post/695321751590256640/v1gabe-things
https://zolovana.tumblr.com/post/707520516946296832/im-very-normal-about-this-game
https://hmmbo.tumblr.com/post/728765440729497600/i-cant-think-of-a-good-caption-just-know-i-spend
https://www.tumblr.com/ghxstshxrk/712175242784784384/aesthetics-of-hate-commission-for-silvervictory
https://volatilemask.tumblr.com/post/696570620260040704/ive-never-had-a-fight-like-this-before
https://volatilemask.tumblr.com/post/697662709195505665/layer-6-heresy
https://www.tumblr.com/oka-ja/700623082067558400?source=share
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seirindono · 8 months
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Can we ask for...TMS gang embarrassed blushing expressions, please? No particular reason 👉👈
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POV, you gave them a heartfelt compliment.
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