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foryoupeko · 2 months
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Komahina as the Digital Circus Meme
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zedleaked · 7 months
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Cringetober: Tumblr Sexyman
the one and only fingers in his ass
I know I could've just drawn Spamton but something happened
original cringetober post
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wormspoodle · 9 months
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buncha doodles bc i don't have anything else to offer
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metamatronic · 2 years
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More Ghost AU Snap because I’m trash.
[This User Hasn’t Finished V3, So Please Refrain From Spoilers for Post-Ch.3]
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cryzono · 4 months
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tried my hand at redesigning the sdr2 cast!
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woolying · 13 days
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Shes Just Like Me For Real😭😭😭😭
i love u dangan anthologies mwah
daily clicks ! fundraising links !
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koki-hai · 7 months
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Doggy Hajime humping poor Cat Boy Nagito!!
(Don't steal my art, repost tho!:))
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weemopuu · 7 months
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nagito scribbles when I was supposed to be watching my psych lecture LOL
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estelle-the-witch · 1 year
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✨ Did I do this right? ✨
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randomnonsensicleart · 3 months
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Finally getting started on the second game =0=
Shocker, the Komahina shipper has Komahina as a canon to their series lmao. Hajime works for the Future Foundation and in current story is more abroad for months at a time while Nagito is a stay at home husband with their kids.
(The Malignant Lymphoma and Frontotempral lobe Dementia really did a number on Nagito's body, while he is disease free he still has linger mobility issues and his sight and hearing got ravaged.)
I love these goobers so much and have so much to say that I probably shouldn't dump in here \=0=/. But I am excited for them to be shown off.
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cham0mil3-and-h0n3y · 17 days
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Thigh High
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Characters - Nagito Komaeda x Reader Summary - You ask Nagito if he likes your new thigh-highs... He does. A lot. Word Count - 532 Warnings - HEAVY Sexual Undertones, Komaeda Being Komaeda, Female Reader, Lingerie, NOT PROOFREAD LOL A/N - What can I say its a thirst, too tired couldn't turn it to a long thing, we're all parched, whateberrrr...
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“Do you like them, Nagito?” 
You had asked him as his eyes roamed over your scantily clothed body. The sheer, delicate material of the lingerie accentuated your most intimate features in a way that was driving him mad with desire, and you could tell. He gulped, a thin line of drool dribbling from the corner of his mouth as he became rooted to the spot, his eyes going wide as you trailed your (not-so) innocent fingers down your torso. Hands slowly reaching down and lightly tugging at the thigh-high stockings currently hugging your legs. 
Was that even a question?
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You pinched the soft fabric and pulled the stretchy material out before letting it snap back to its place on your mid-thigh, giggling at the whimper that slipped from his mouth. You strode over to the trembling boy and gently pulled his hands onto your hips, pressing them into your plush skin. He whimpered. Something resembling syllables fell out of his mouth as he struggled to breathe in your intoxicating presence. 
“What did you say?” You teased, a furious blush blooming across Komaeda’s face as you somehow moved closer. Despite himself, his hands move on instinct to knead at the flesh under his palms, his gaze clouding with lust and embarrassment as they both run through him, heating his pale skin up while his mouth falls open slightly, as if words would somehow appear in the empty space between his lips and yours. Its only when he feels the gentle touch of your fingertips graze his cheeks, watching your head tilting in anticipation of an answer that he snaps out of his silent stupor, his grip on your hips tightening as he whines out, already desperate to touch and tug and squeeze your thighs through them.
“They’re so… pretty on you.” He manages to choke out, trying and failing to subdue the wild palpitating of his weak heart from seeing you in thigh highs of all things. The tight, sheer, fabric doing wonders to your already perfect legs in his eyes. You giggle softly, and he thinks it’s the most enchanting sound he has ever heard in his life. In that moment, Komaeda concludes that his talent must be toying with him, this heavenly vision of yourself will be the last thing he sees, he’s sure of it. With his luck cycle? Whatever divine miracle it took for you to dress up so lacy and perfect for him must have his death following immediately after.
“Angel…” He breathes, letting you press a gentle kiss to his lips before both his hands start to wander lower, brushing warm grazing touches along the fat of your thighs before squishing them in his large hands, feeling the way you shiver in delight at his sudden caving into his desires, the shy, sweet, sound of your hushed chuckling spurring on his long fingers as they tug on and toy with the lacy hem of your stockings.
Oh… he was sure your appearance now was meant to herald in his afterlife, but before he meets oblivion, Komaeda would make sure he pleased every inch of your skin. As a thank you for blessing him with such a sight.
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foryoupeko · 25 days
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Worst couples! Who likes these!?
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ddd1206 · 1 year
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I can’t believe that Sans and Nagito got married and that Taka officiated and that the best men are Papyrus and Hajime 🫢🤯
(I made this it’s so swag 💪)
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suitov · 2 months
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It was like the snatches of words heard just before falling asleep. Like spider legs over your face. Like catching motion on your periphery. Probably an incredibly ominous change in symptoms. How fun!
He manoeuvred his head until it was propped up on his elbow, clumsily, numb from the wrist up as though he'd slept on it.
His... lover? Friend with benefits? Idol? Murderer?... never shifted positions without some kind of purpose. It was almost like lying next to a corpse. Like lying in front of a twisted mirror. If not for that flicker.
He'd never managed to make it happen on purpose.
He tried again.
"Izuru is truly talented."
Not the faintest sign of life through the palace's sumptuous windows. A different angle of approach?
"You don't need to keep doing this if it doesn't please you."
"It matters nothing to me what I do or don't do."
"Yes, I... realise I don't matter, of course. I wouldn't imply otherwise." He'd mostly healed from the last time someone had taken some unguarded words of his as too self-important. They'd probably been right. For all the ways he found to abase himself, somehow, he couldn't shake the arrogance. (He knew his place, after all. Wasn't there power in that? It grew tiresome, waiting for people to catch up...)
Was this one of those ways? He tried to think about that. Gave up. Infinities were hard. He'd skipped most of higher maths. Had no idea what graph their collective functions made.
Another angle. It took more and more to raise a reaction, these days. He weighed the mental handful of gravel.
"I never asked. How many of the others do you do this with?"
There! Something in there! He was certain. Strange, though. Izuru was always untouched by degrading remarks, insinuations. Press on?
"Not that I've any objection, of course! Nor any right to. Besides, it's an intelligent way to control Teruteru, for one. Miss once put him in suspension, literally, and he looked positively anaemic after..." This kind of talk came easily. He could prattle on with most of his attention to spare.
Nothing further sparked in there, though.
He trailed off after he'd gone though the boys. It seemed wrong to speak vilely about the girls. He had to reposition his head. Something was straining.
"I just mean, if any of the others provide superior comfort, better release -- less annoyance, surely -- then you needn't come to me."
"You are the one who pursues me," the dead voice reminded him.
"You needn't indulge me. I know quite well you wouldn't let yourself be seen if you didn't choose."
There! Right there! Practically nothing, a ghost among the dust sheets, but it was there.
"None have seen me," said Izuru.
"Well, yes. Putting those Ultimate Ninja and Spy talents to use, right?"
"Almost none have tried."
"Hmph. Ordinary people are so shockingly pre..." He trailed off. It didn't feel right talking that way any more. Not after that ordinary person had... proved themself very far from predictable, in fact.
Izuru rolled away to lie on his back. Funereal hair fell like curtains.
But he knew he hadn't hallucinated it.
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metamatronic · 2 years
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misc. ghost au doodles post-trial 1.
bonus:
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almightytuba · 1 year
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loser wedding!!!
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