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Character name: Remus Lupin
Age & Birthday: 21 & March 10th
Gender & Pronouns: Male & He/Him
Occupation: UTP
Blood status: Halfblood/Werewolf
Previous house: Gryffindor
Affiliation: Order of the Phoenix
Face claim: UTP
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Can I just say, I find it really funny that in your Mob!AU, Howdy and Barnaby get more/have been getting more like, implicit ship content than Howdy and Wally do given you're basically the Wallypillar guy
I absolutely love how wholesome howdy and Wally are, but I am a S U C K E R for tsundere characters- (even tho like- Howdy and Wally have multiple ship dynamics and one of them just so happens to make Howdy pretty tsundere- I need to draw that more actually it sounds really funny and cute-)
Did a tiny bit o ask answerin JDHFHFJ
U g h g o d- yeah Home would definitely be the type to wake up hella fuggin early on a weekend, open up all the windows, doors etc, blare the radio (all in spanish), make the house REEK of fabuloso (specifically lavender), move furniture EVERYWHERE (even outside if there is not enough room), and do a lil wiggle to his favorite songs while cleaning-
I’m not traumatized I swear-
Thankfully he wouldn’t be the type to barge into your room and start vacuuming and making a shid ton of fuggin noises- for Wally the most he’d do, specially if Wally is “sleeping”, is just take the dirty laundry basket and gently close the door. Some days he’d probably dump all the freshly cleaned clothes on Wally, engulfing him in absolute fresh laundry w a r m t h (both a blessing and a curse)
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So Loki, the God with the silver tongue ... stammers when talking to a middle-aged, midwest, single-father jet ski salesman.
...right.
insane that Don the Mustached Jet Ski Salesman is the first and the only person to ever get Loki the God of Mischief, Odinson, Prince of Asgard and the Rightful King of Jotunheim to blush and stutter like a lovesick schoolboy trying to ask his crush out on a date
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ABOUT:
Character name: Bartemius Crouch Jr.
Age & Birthday: 20 & [UTP]
Gender & Pronouns: Male & He/Him
Occupation: [UTP]
Blood status: Pureblood
Previous house: Ravenclaw
Affiliation: Death Eater
Face claim: [UTP]
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Hefty Weight
Content: M/M Vore, Cock Vore, Kneading, Open Ended
Jake spread his legs wide, a display of brazen confidence. It was impossible to miss his sizeable cock, glistening with moisture. But it was the state of his balls that was truly astonishing. Unlike the rest of his body, which was smooth and well-defined, his balls were distended and shifting oddly—like there was someone squirming inside.
Jake reached down, fingers brushing over the wet tip of his cock before coming to rest on the strange, writhing mass that were his balls. "Man," he chuckled, his fingers kneading the stretched skin, "you really added some heft down here. I've gotta say, it feels pretty damn good."
The trapped man inside could feel every prod, every squeeze, and though his position was tight and overwhelming, Jake's voice reached him clearly, teasing and dripping with amusement. "You in there," Jake murmured, a sly grin on his face, "you feel fantastic. You're making every bit of me pulse and throb. Honestly, who'd have thought you'd make such an enticing addition?"
Jake could feel the frantic pushes and prods from within his balls, the futile struggles of the consumed man. It sent tingles up his spine. Leaning back, he let out a deep, satisfied sigh, the squirming sensations only adding to the intense pleasure. "You keep moving around like that, and you're just going to make me even harder. And who knows? Maybe you'll end up having some company down there." With that, he chuckled darkly, enjoying every second of his newfound power and the incredible sensation of having a full-grown man trapped within his balls.
Jake arched his back slightly, tilting his head back in pleasure, strands of his blonde hair falling away from his face. The sensation from his balls, with every movement and squirm of the man inside, was overwhelming. Soft, almost pitiful whimpers escaped Jake's lips, a stark contrast to the dominant tone he had used earlier.
As his pleasure grew, Jake unconsciously lifted one leg, resting his foot gently against his distended balls. The balls themselves looked outlandish - stretched and swollen, they no longer resembled the usual compact, symmetrical form. Instead, they took on an irregular shape, hinting at the contours of a full-grown man curled up within. There were discernible depressions and bulges, like a vague outline; the bend of a knee, the push of an elbow, the curve of a spine. The skin was taut, stretched to accommodate the added mass but glistening with a thin layer of sweat.
Jake's foot pressed in, kneading the soft, fleshy pouch. With each gentle push of his toes, the trapped man was squeezed tighter against the enclosing walls, forced to adjust and re-adjust his position. The contours became even more pronounced, with the trapped man's form shifting and morphing with every press.
Jake's heel dug in deeper, causing a more pronounced shift inside. The sensation caused him to gasp. The combination of the foot's pressure and the trapped man's frantic responses was pushing him towards a precipice of ecstasy. Every knead, every squeeze was mirrored by a heightened pulse in his cock, which throbbed in tandem with the activities below.
Amidst the pleasure, Jake could feel the sharp, more distinct prods from inside – desperate pushes against his foot and the walls of the balls. With his senses heightened, he reveled in the detailed texture and feel of having someone so intimately trapped, squeezed between the confines of his balls and the kneading pressure of his foot.
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