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anushica · 1 day
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he doesn't look like how i used to draw him at all oh well
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mon-petit-coeur-noir · 7 months
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sunriseybee · 2 months
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in 12 days everything will end
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kasel-the-mightless · 1 month
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E-khem! Here we go. Sketch of Sticky in the style of disco Elysium portraits!
I drew from memory of Sticky from the first Pathologic. that's why he doesn't look like his namesake from the second part!!
And...a more canonical version of the colors??? Probably
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anythingmoist · 4 months
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shaniacsboogara · 4 months
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steven lim and ricky wang are the most incredible duo ever. they're bartenders. they're the ghoul boys' babysitters. they're pilots. they have their own airline. they're santas. one of them is secretly an alien. their name is sticky.
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pinkanonwrites · 4 months
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Hands-On Learning (Rodimus Perspective)
Read 'Hands-On Learning' Here!
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art by @archie-sunshine
Rodimus/Human Reader, NSFW, First Contact AU, AFAB Reader, GN Pronouns, G/T, Experimental Sex, Fingering, Oral (Receiving)
I was asked many a time for Roddy's perspective in 'Hands-On Learning', so here it is!
NSFW Below The Cut!
“You're real eager, aren't you? Taking off all your little coverings so fast.~”
If Perceptor, or Megatron, or, Primus forbid, Ultra Magnus knew he was doing this, it could easily be a one-way ticket to the brig. Or Rung’s office. Whichever was closer. The first time had been an accident, sure. A misunderstanding. Something that, if it were to get out to the other mechs aboard, Rodimus could easily brush off as a miscommunication between different species. A miscommunication that wouldn't end with him being questioned about particular fetishes or slapped with a warning about ‘interface misconduct.’
But this? Cupping your soft, unarmored body between his massive digits? Teasing and squeezing your plush organic mass while you wriggled in his grip? This is something he could actually get in trouble for. This was something dangerous. 
And Rodimus loved ‘dangerous’.
Your soft skin yielded so easily beneath the press of his servos, each delicate touch bringing these tiny bumps rippling to the surface of your skin, microscopic hairs standing on end as he stroked you. Your thighs fell apart as he trailed a digit up the length of one, revealing your slick, uncovered valve. 
“Cute.” Instead of following your invitation, he instead poked you in the side of your squishy thigh, chuckling as your muscle shifted beneath his digit. There was far more yield than metal mesh usually gave, warmth molding into the crevices of his joints when he squeezed you again. You let out a soft whimpering noise, grabbing for the seam of his wrist and directing him up, up, until one of his digits was pressed flush against your valve. Once it was there you crooned, hips jerking at the faint rumble of his engines coursing through his frame.
“Yes? You like that? Must feel good pressing up on all your soft spots, huh?” His optics flickered between your face and valve, torn between watching the subtle twitches of your expressions trying to hold back your pleasure, and the slick you were now drooling all over his knuckle.
“Yes…” You cooed, along with another string of babble he didn't yet understand. But you kept rocking your hips up against him, huffing and whining with each ex-vent. He gave the slightest roll of his digit, and even that sensation was enough to have you gasping in his servos.
“So cute.” He reaffirmed, letting his other servo stroke and fondle you while you got yourself off on his digit. With his thumb resting on your chassis he could feel the thud, thud, thud of your fuel pump hammering away, seeming to rev up faster and faster the closer you came to overload. Your little pedes scrabbled uselessly against the surface of the table, pushing your hips up harder, more desperately against his digit as you moaned. Rodimus could feel your valve clenching around nothing as your overload hit you, helm lolling back against his palm with a soft thunk. 
“Careful.~” He teased, digit finally slowing to a stop as your moans began to pitch up into overstimulated whimpers. You blinked up at him with unfocused, glassy optics, slick and limp and looking utterly content in his servos.
“Rodimus…”
The heat pooling in his tanks and behind his modesty plate bellowed, a gush of steam venting through his parted dermas as his engine snarled.
“Slag… You’re so slaggin’ cute.” His digits slunk lower, prodding and massaging at the slick opening of your valve. Your soft skin gave way so easily, stretching far beyond what he could have possibly imagined until, with a wet pop and a sharp, staggering gasp from you, the tips of two of his digits were snug in your little valve.
“Rodimus!?” You yelped again, surrounded by a garble of unfamiliar language as you twitched and shivered in his servos. Your own little digits dug into the sensitive crevasses of his paneling, helm tossed back in ecstasy as he prodded further into your impossible warmth. Rodimus could swear that with each minute curve of his digits he could see the soft bulge of your tank from him prodding within, transfluid spilling out and dribbling down the curve of your aft and into his palm. Rodimus found himself transfixed by the milky substance, unable to tear his optics away from your valve as lubricant pooled beneath his glossa.
“Messy too… Don’t worry, sweetspark, I’ll clean you right up…”
The first lap of his glossa across your valve was electrifying. There was a heady, almost metallic tang to your transfluid, like the powder at the bottom of a box of rust sticks. And each time he teased your tiny node your hip struts would jump right off of his palm, practically humping his open intake. But the best of all had to be your noises. They were even more obvious now, hitched little in-vents and primal mewls as you writhed and gasped and shivered in his cupped servos. The urge to disengage the locks of his interface panels prickled at the back of his processor, drowned out and brushed aside by the mere euphoria of your organic taste. The cling and scrape of your tiny servos against his helm chevron was little more than a buzz in the back of his pleasure-fogged thoughts.
You sobbed out his name again, another spurt of organic fluid spilling from your valve and across his glossa as you clenched around his digits. He lapped at your sensitive node just a few more times before finally pulling away.
“That might have just made you more messy though. Hanging in there, bud? Good?”
Slippery with arousal and coolant and oral lubricant fluid, you lifted your servo weakly to offer him an exhausted thumbs up. Rodimus beamed, squishing your soft cheek beneath the prod of his digit tip.
“Ha! Good. Better get you cleaned up before you get all grimy though, huh? I wonder if you'd fit in one of Mags’s mugs…”
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littlemushroomboi · 7 months
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day 8: 10 years after
kinda late bc i barely understand how time works c:
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enbyobeyme · 1 year
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Railing the Brothers—General
!!!it’s up to you to decide if you gotta dick or strap.!!! Very old cringe writing—written when there was only 20 lessons in the og game
Lucifer
You know it. I know it. This man is not a top. He is a switch.
He is a prideful bitch though. It will take him a bit to warm up to the idea of being completely submissive though, so he’ll ride you.
Boy does he fuck you GOOD. He grinds his hips down roughly against your own, wanting to milk you for everything you got. His dominant demeanor slowly starts to fall apart with how his thighs shake.
Thrust up into him and tables the turn. Lucifer lets out the best moans. Make the most of this. Pull his hair, give him hickeys, maybe give a few gentle, but firm spanks.
But also make sure to be soft with him after.
Mammon
Bottom bitch lmao. Though he will also take some convincing. He’s shy.
Like kissing him gets him falling apart so actual sex? Hoo boy...
Mammon was a bit shy at the idea of being fucked at first. Thankfully your quite convincing.
Mammon moans like a damn pornstar and demands to be handled a bit roughly. Pull his hair, spank him, and watch him beg for more.
“Fuck fuck fuck! MC! Please! I’m gonna-ah… FUCK!”
Please mark him he wants to feel wanted.
Aftercare makes him soft but he will complain and claim ‘he’ll never do it again’ until you offer round 2…
Leviathan
PLEASE
Levithan is SO down but needs to be eased into it.
Want to try all the stuff out in anime. Also cosplay. Dress up as Henry and you can break his arm and he’ll thank you and bake you cookies.
Becomes such a cockslut when you cosplay.
He moans louder, asks you to go harder, and push him to his limit.
By the end of it all, he’s drained and his whole body is quivering.
Satan
Brat v1
If your gonna fuck him, he’s gonna make you work for it. Then act as he hates it.
“Hah~ harder! Come on is this your best?”
Satan tries to act smug and unaffected.
You really want to get him going? Put on a collar and cat ears. Tell him to yank it when he wants you to faster.
It both makes him feel dominant and lets you be top. He cums quick.
Asmodeus
Hell yes.
Avatar of Lust here is down. He also knows all kinds of tricks to make it more pleasurable for both of you.
Fuck him hard and mess with his back. He is sensitive all over so he’ll moan loud.
Asmo tends to be in his demon form during sex so it’s best to go doggy style to free his wings. He thinks it’s cute when you show such genuine concern for his body.
Massage the area around the base of his wings, hold onto his horns and everyone knows who you’re fucking. “MC MC. Ooh fuck. Just like that! Yeah~ Harder!”
Aftercare can get him emotional. It actually shows you care about him as a person, and he’s never had that before. Hold him close, okay?
Beelzebub
Big boy doesn’t make too much noise, but he doesn’t mind being dicked down.
After a hard day of working out, being able to lay back and be railed softly is all he needs.
“Can you please… go a little harder?”
He just likes to hold you close
Belphegor
Brat v2
Fucking asshole, talks about how bad you are and complains about you being weak.
Go as rough as possible and watch his eyes roll back. His whole demeanor changes.
Also loves it rough, but don’t tease him for it or you will get pushed onto the floor.
Choke him, mess with his tail, tease his nipples and edge him and that bratty demeanor crumbles and he will admit to wanting to be dommed.
Aftercare consists of a nap and him giving soft, loving insults towards you. Shows off hickies to piss off his brother
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0kelkha0 · 16 days
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mutiny-huyutiny · 4 months
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new year is soon, happy holidays for everyone!
daniil made halva for everyone.
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dogboots · 2 years
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sticky moodboard (ft. cardamon)
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meirimerens · 1 year
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town-on-gorkhon's gang problems peace mediation and following Girls Be Fraternizing incident
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heart-forecast · 5 months
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Sticky squishies ( source ! )
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shaniacsboogara · 10 months
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what us watcher weirdos need rn 🙏
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