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harbingersglory · 4 months

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Perhaps the Shogun Puppet and Sara (both trans) sharing the reader? The puppet offering up a volunteer (reader) as a reward for Sara’s devoted years of service, that quickly ends up with the reader getting spitroasted between them. Sara has the privilege of claiming the reader’s pussy (and by extension, their womb and eventual firstborn child) while the Shogun takes their mouth—this is meant to be Sara’s reward after all.

{☆} characters kujou sara, raiden shogun [ puppet ] {☆} notes drabble, fem reader, sub reader, transfem kujou sara, transfem raiden shogun {☆} warnings 18+ content, breeding kink, restraints, fingering, face fucking

Kujou Sara was many things– loyal, devoted and first and foremost a soldier. There was little time between a strict schedule for anything but honing herself like a dulled blade. She assumed she simply did not care for worldly pleasures, but now..

Her throat feels impossibly dry, her palms clammy as she tries to ignore how tight fitting her uniform feels all of a sudden. She cannot look away from the meek figure at the feet of the Shogun, her Archon, stripped bare and tied in an intricate display of winding ropes that accentuate your figure– she feels lightheaded at the sight, a broken groan tumbling from her lips, just barely muffled in time by her trembling hand.

"A reward," The stoic, unyielding voice of the Shogun rings in the room like the swing of a blade, cutting through the thick air with the ease befitting of such an imposing figure. "For your service, General Kujou." She gestures so easily to you, as if presenting an object to be owned rather then a person– she cannot find it in herself to dispute it. You are..beyond words. Ethereal, even as you are bound in tight ropes and left at the mercy of an Archon and a tengu.

"..I am honored by your generosity, Almighty Shogun." Sara replies quickly and stiffly, her eyes never drifting far from your body– always drawn back. "Yet you are still hesitant." The Shogun snaps back coldly, eyes narrowed– her shoulders grow stiff in tension, her mind scrambling for an excuse, yet she cannot manage to speak a word.

"If this reward is not suitable.." Sara nearly balks at that, her hands twitching and her teeth aching in an urge she thought long buried. Try as she might, she cannot ignore the desire she feels towards you..and she cannot simply refuse a reward from the Shogun herself. Archons, she is a weak woman, she realizes– her will broken by a pretty face..

"..It is suitable, Almighty Shogun."

Yet she steels her resolve like a honed blade, kneeling before her "reward" and clasping your ankles in her calloused hands– your skin is smooth, at least compared to her own, as she eases your legs apart. Archons, you are even more gorgeous up close. The satisfied hum of the Shogun, watching with piercing eyes as she claims her reward, spurs her on. She leans close to your face, cupping your jaw in her hand and taking a moment to appreciate your features. The bob of your throat as you swallow, the haziness of your eyes..she leans down further, pressing almost reverent, apologetic kisses to your jaw, exhaling heavily against your skin.

She cannot stop herself now. The sickly sweet scent of shampoo, likely the courtesy of the Shogun, fills her lungs and makes her feel dizzy. You're like a fine dessert and she wants to devour you.

Even still, however, she keeps a close eye on your face– watching the slightest changes like a hawk. She leans away from spots you seem to show discomfort from, pressing more kisses and nips to the spots that have your breath hitching in your throat. She likes it– seeing you beneath her like this..Archons, her uniform feels so suffocating now, her cock straining against it.

But she wants to take it slow, if only for her own inexperience. She wants to see your face twisted in pleasure, not discomfort.

So she takes her take unraveling you, her chapped lips kissing down your throat to your chest, the barest hint of bruises marring your skin as she drags her tongue across your nipple, a low growl building in her throat at the way you arched your back into her mouth. It's so distracting that she almost forgets the Shogun stands above her, watching like a statue as her hand slips between your thighs to sink a finger into your cunt– and how easily she does so, your thighs already sticky with arousal. She is slow in her movements, fingering you more like a lover, intimate in a way that feels foreign to her.

"You're so pretty," She murmurs in a haze, words slurred through the fog of desire, sighing softly against your shoulder as she eases another finger inside you, her tongue finding your other nipple. "Does this feel good?" Her eyes meet your own as she presses a kiss to your chest, practically pleading for the answer to be yes– she wants the validation, to know she's making you feel good, at least as good as she feels. Her touch is still uncertain and clumsy, but she has always been a quick learner.

It does not take long before you unravel beneath her, your squishy walls squeezing around her fingers as she eases you through your climax.

Your cum sticks to her fingers when she pulls her hand back, her own breath hitching in her throat as she swipes her tongue across her digits– had she not been in such a daze, she might've been embarrassed, but the taste upon her tongue only made the fog worse. She almost considered burying her face in your cunt for a better taste, but her cock was..painfully hard. So with a hint of reluctance, she fumbled with her uniform, tugging her aching cock free with a broken groan.

For a moment she almost seems embarrassed by your stare, her hands pushing your thighs further apart– but the look of raw need..it matches her own, feeding the almost animalistic urges that urge her to claim you, to push your legs up to your chest and fill your womb till it's bursting with her cum. Archons, she wants to. Just seeing her cum spilling out of your cunt would be enough.

Her nails dig into your thighs as she aligns her cock, dragging the tip through your folds before gently sinking into your cunt. It almost breaks her– the tight, wet heat of your folds around her drags a whine unbidden from her throat, breaths coming out in shallow panting. Her grip on your thighs tightens as she presses a shaky kiss to your chest, satisfied by the moans that tumble from your own lips. She wonders what it would be like to kiss you, but the thought is swept from her thoughts as quickly as it came, her cock slowly stretching your cunt around her, forcing you to take every inch.

You've never looked prettier in her eyes.

But her moment of admiration and awe is short lived, her body falling into complete stillness as she watched the Shogun step forward– Sara can feel her stare through the back of her head, sweat beading on her brow and her throat so dry it's difficult to swallow. Rather, instead of whatever Sara expected, the Shogun kneels.

It's only now she sees the twitching cock between her own legs, stilling any protests that bubbled up in her throat. She watched, transfixed as the Shogun slid a thumb past your lips, tilting your head back enough for her to sink her cock into your waiting mouth. The sight of it makes her heart stutter in her chest, her own cock twitching inside you as she bucks her hips instinctively, hissing at the sudden burst of pleasure.

Sara doesn't dare to speak up, but she can't help but feel transfixed by the way your throat bulges around the Shogun's cock, her hands digging deeper into your thighs. The ease in which you take the Shogun makes her wonder if you were hers– the idea of fucking the Shogun's pet..she was surprised to find the idea so enticing, her hips snapping harshly against yours as she fit herself fully inside your cunt, hands clasping your thighs to the point even her hands were beginning to ache.

The Shogun was still watching her, she could feel it, but it felt less suffocating and more..curious, maybe. Whatever rhythm Sara set, the Shogun would adjust, the gentle rolling of her hips accentuated by the short thrusts into your mouth. She felt dizzy at it all, burying her face against your chest and sliding her hands up your hips, along your ribs, clutching you tightly against as she pulled her hips back, nearly slipping out of your cunt altogether before snapping her hips forward harshly, the slap of skin making her groan.

She couldn't help it anymore– she needed to claim you, to see your face contort in pleasure as she claimed your cunt, filled you to the brim with her cum..she wanted it so badly it made her feel dizzy. A part of her wonders if the Shogun would even let her impregnate you, but she didn't care– she'd try anyway. Even if she had to fill you up again and again, as many times as it took.

Sara's gentle thrusts quickly crumbled into something much rougher, all sense forgotten at the promise of claiming you– of making you hers, from your cunt to your womb, and even your mouth, if she ever got the chance. She was practically an animal in her desperation, stretching your cunt to fit her with every harsh thrust and growling against your chest, leaving visible bruises and bites on your chest. The Shogun matched her with a robotic rhythm of her own, the sound of you gagging around the Shogun's cock making her shudder, her eyes following the drool dribbling down your face.

It was far more arousing then she wanted to admit, watching the Shogun use your throat while she used your cunt, giving you no room to breathe.

It is with a great reluctance that she pulls her gaze away from you and the Shogun, burying her face against your chest once more as the pressure builds, her lips caught between her teeth until the taste of iron flooded her taste buds. But she had no time to dwell on it, pressing her hips firmly against your own with a muffled groan as the pressure exploded, her cum painting your walls, still bucking into you in short thrusts.

She could only imagine the image of your throat being filled by the Shogun's own climax, her lungs straining as she gulped down air between shaky moans, pressing a kiss to your chest.

She was far from done with you, but you deserved at least a moment of respite before she filled you all over again.

#asks #anon #genshin impact smut #genshin smut #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #minors dni #writing tag #kujou sara x reader #kujou sara smut #raiden shogun x reader #raiden shogun smut #chewing on the bars of my cage OUGH #if the other sara fic was like a pointblank shotgun blast 2 the chest #this was like. an rpg point blank 2 the chest.#ei/sara/miko triple teaming reader is next /hj #also shogun played a smaller role then i would have liked but i wanted the focus 2 mainly be on sara #also lowkey puppy sara agenda was added #pathetic sopping wet puppy she needs validation when shes fucking your brains out okay #call her a good girl/boy and its over ur not seeing the sun for a week #yall need 2 stop w the breeding kink for my sake i die a little inside every time i see it #its my weak point i am nothing if not weak for a good breeding kink fic #really need 2 make one where its the real main focus at some point. ough.#need a family man like ch1lde but a woman instead smh #brain says transfem d1luc............#nav1a maybe but i feel like shed be lowkey abt it #ueueueueue ill shut up now this has nothing 2 do w the post anymore lol #also not proofread so like. if theres any typos or smth dont look at me. runs #also also lowkey implied reader is basically the shoguns uhh. pet? toy? w/e u want ig.#but yknow. sharing is caring!!

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frenchublog · 27 days

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Question: can you think of which art style you’d like to pursue before improving in your fundamentals? Like let’s say you love cartoony art and then you improve on the human anatomy before you can develop the style your aiming for. If that makes sense.

Okay I'll try to give a proper answer. I can only talk about my experience, my style traveled. That's what I tell my friends, it traveled. It went to hyper-realistic. Didn't work. Cartoony ? Not completely satisfied. Anime ? I was shamed (and told anime wasn't real art) I was on a rollercoaster ride for a long time and every single time it didn't work for two reasons : my fundementals were clunky, not strong enough and there comes a point where bullshitting your way through doesn't work. Second reason is that I was trying to do something that I didn't like, just for the sake of fitting in.

Learn basics, style will follow. Style will be constructed. Again it all depends of your inspirations, your favourite artists, your influences.

Maybe showing you would be more telling.

And these are a few minuscule examples I could think of right now, but I could also tell you about how Leyendecker and Norman Rockwell have been huge inspo recently. What I mean is, as an artist, there's this constant growth/evolution (I'm trying to acquire more knowledge and have a more solid fundation) but there are also movies I watch, TV shows that will catch my attention, artists I will see online and kinda go "Hey, that thing is cool. Let's add that into my cart. We'll try to include that cool element in our next art." Think yourself as a sponge, absorbing all the things you like, and making it your own.

I've wanted to draw in a super hyper realistic way when I was younger, that was the pinnacle of artistry but now I prefer simpler stuff. The reverse can also happen, I don't believe it's a regression, I've seen artist master their style to the point that it looks easy but there's so much calculation behind.

Again I don't know if I answered your question, but my conclusion is you don't neglect fundamentals and enjoy exploring, experimenting. That's part of the journey.

#ask box #anon ask #to be deleted later #personal #once again i'm trying to explain but im afraid im not very good at that #sorry if i missed the point

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genericpuff · 3 months

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Its from a while back (262) because i prefer to kill my brain all at once, but WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING WITH HER SHIRT. That is a SQUARE. It was like this in multiple panels too

What's even funnier / weirder is why are they wearing the shirts in the first place?

1.) Eros and Psyche seem to be completely isolated in the prison, even if Apollo or Leto forced them to wear them they should be able to just remove them if they really don't want to be wearing them as soon as they're unsupervised.

2.) Who's gonna see them wearing the shirts? It's not like they were forced to do some "Apollo 4 King" video on TikTok to make it seem like they were aligning with Apollo, they're deadass just sitting in a prison cell wearing these shirts for seemingly no one and nothing but Apollo's entertainment?

3.) Love how we're just gonna pretend that Apollo's original campaign wasn't "Apollo for President". Love that for him that he finally figured out he lives in a monarchy and not a democracy.

#rachel's really trying to find ways to justify having eros and psyche in the plot #instead of giving them proper character development to begin with #seriously what was the point in rushing over their reunion and marriage if you're just gonna shoehorn them into another plot entirely #once again rachel having all the pieces for a good story and jamming them all into the wrong places together #lore olympus critical #anti lore olympus #lo critical #ask me anything #ama #anon ama #anon ask me anything

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frownyalfred · 4 months

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You know there's a weird debate I've seen recently that boils down to Superman would've killed the Joker as like the Superman cares more argument

And I feel like that kind of forgets that Superman is the one that talked Bruce down? In what is arguably the darkest point in Bruce's life Clark is the one that stood there and said you can't do this because it would change you, you can't do this because you wouldn't be you when you came out the other side.

I'm just in my superbat feels and that felt significant

Also that Clark understands Bruce on a level I think no one else, kids of his or not, can. And Clark knows that there a points of no return Bruce might never be able to claw his way back from and knows them well enough to be the one that tells him no

What’s interesting to me, in addition to this, is the question: would Clark have allowed Bruce to proceed, had he “determined” that killing the Joker wouldn’t have irrevocably changed Bruce? Would Clark himself be able to kill the Joker and avoid the pitfalls that Bruce so narrowly avoided? Would either of them be able to kill and remain the same? Why or why not?

#asks #anon #v good points anon thank you #bruce wayne #batman #dc #clark kent #superbat #superman #the joker

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lunicho · 3 months

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Thoughts on massage therapist hubby yeonjun who sees you’re tense and agitated after a long day and just has to offer his services. He starts out super helpful but your little moans here and there have him removing your clothes one by one under the guise of wanting to “help”. In the end he just ends up fucking you just how u like it to take the stress away :) -🧚‍♀️

oh i have to answer this rn ik i haven't been on here answering asks much but!!! i actually went to massage school and although i didn't finish this is just.... yum..

thinking abt him having a love for deep tissue work bc he loves to see you ball your fists and whine and get all out of breath,, loves the way you sigh in such a relieved way when the pain subsides and all that's left is your body feeling so much more refreshed than before. loves helping his baby feel better,, anyways 😁

he'd start off slow and helpful, trying to set up the massage table as quietly as he can in the middle of your living room, just in case you have a headache. he'd slide the coffee table over near the massage table and he'd set up some oils and some candles, your favorite ones to be exact. he'd worked at his studio this day so everything was left out since he hadn't put it back quite yet. he's naturally a flirt so it's normal for him to grab your arm, trailing his hand down to yours, interlocking your fingers as he brings you over to the massage table, relaxing music playing from the tv. he'd have already asked you to change into something tight as it's always recommended for ease during clothed massages. sometimes he'll straight up ask you to get on his table naked but his intentions are truly pure at first with this one. you always look so good in your sports bra and leggings.

he'd start by warming up your body, gently loosening you up. his hands would move skillfully amongst your body. he'd quietly remind you to breathe, even guiding your breaths with his own when he hears that you're still a little tense from your day. his hands easily locate your areas of tension, swiftly getting rid of them. he'd start off on your back, the whimpers that fall from you going straight to his cock. he can't help it!! the curve of your ass looks so good in his favorite leggings and your little whines don't help much either :(

when he has you flip over you can't help but take notice of his bulge in his sweats, but you don't initiate anything. his hands would continue over your body, adding more oil into his hands so he can slick his hands over your arms and chest, his fingertips slightly dipping into your bra. you'd moan on purpose when he does this, knowing he won't be able to resist for long. he'd have you pull the band of your leggings down below your belly button as well, hands dipping into your waistband once again. he's losing it a bit this time, his hand hesitating to go further into your pants. he'd mutter to you about how you should remove your pants so he can put oil on your legs and really help you feel relaxed and ofc you agree!! but with your pants gone it's not long before he's rubbing you over your panties, one hand squeezing your breasts. he loves when you're laid out for him, you're like his own little anatomy chart.

he'd play with your pussy, the oil on his hands providing some slick for him to easily glide all over you. he'd move down your legs, continuing to massage you more in between. i could soo see him standing at the head of the table, fucking into your throat while he plays with your clit 😵‍💫😵‍💫. but just fucking your throat won't do,, he'd wanna fuck you on the table, moving down to the floor later on, getting onto the couch after that even!! he'll go as much as you want, as long as he can relieve your stress 😵‍💫

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seirindono · 6 months

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So...does Black have similar laugh to Blue's?

You’ll rarely hear him laughing out loud, he snickers a lot more, but yes it’s similar! I'd prbly spell it as "Bwahahah" or "Mwahahah" to show the resemblance.

He enjoys dark humor and clever wordplays. Will laugh at your misery if he's in the mood.

#ask #ask me #anon #black sans #swapfell #pov: he's come up with a “good” joke and feels very proud of himself #will go find his brother to share it at some point

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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 1 year

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Concept: LQR big naturals but also with the flattest ass. Make him a titty dorito

Lan Qiren Breasted Boobily down the stairs of Cloud Recess

[First] Prev <–-> Next

#poorly drawn mdzs #MDZS #wei wuxian #lan qiren #jiang cheng #nie huaisang #lan wangji #lan xichen #bonus comic #The trio gets away with all the hijinks because the sound of their headmaster's big baps alert them to his positioning #and provide bountiful shade #ANON.....I am so sorry for how long I had you waiting for a reply #I wanted to wait until I had introduced NHS and it took a while to get to that point #I bounced back and forth between whether this was funnier with or without the twin jades being present but I like them being there #their inclusion makes it more relevant to where we are at in the story #and i guess this sets up the next comic (which had its spot stolen by this) pretty well?#I don't know if LQR's honkers are gonna stick around in my comics; even if it makes for good comedy #I so deeply love the big naturals meme. So of *course* I was going to draw this #Oh Oh OH Speaking *of*#theres one tumblr user who i see in my activity feed who always makes my day more than anyone else #If you're out there....yodas big naturals.....Thank you for making me laugh

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pianokantzart · 25 days

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The brotherly moments are what I’m looking forward to the most for the sequel. I’m hoping we can potentially get a scene that will top the reunion scene. Are there certain kinds of brotherly love moments you’d like to see in the sequel?

Big same. What I'm most looking forward to is all the little subtle shows of affection: headlocks, side hugs, cap tugs, belly pokes, shoulder nudges, jabs, jostles... all the bits of body language that made their relationship feel so close and real in the first movie. And of course, the return of that silly little secret handshake.

Another thing I want to see is more of Mario's protectiveness. I know some are hoping that he gets a little overprotective after being separated from his bro in the first movie, but if we don't get that I want to at least see Mario's pre-adventure protectiveness.

Or the kind of protectiveness he exhibited in the Super Mario Adventures comics, where even though he's focused on the fight he always keeps an eye on his brother, and the moment Luigi calls out for help he immediately becomes first priority.

On the flip side, I want to see more of Luigi being the emotional support/voice of reason. He may be a ball of nerves in moments of peril, but he's proven to be very levelheaded overall. Since I picture the arc of the sequel being Mario slowly coming to embrace the role of a true hero– with all the responsibilities that come with it– it'd be nice if he had a low moment of feeling like a failure that Luigi talks him out of.

Now, if they're going to try and top the reunion scene in the first movie, there is one surefire way to do that: slow down. As good as that hug was, there was so much going on that it was hard to feel the full impact on the first watch. Quiet things down for a moment... pump the breaks... focus in on the facial expressions... let us really feel the hug. Throw in another forehead touch while you're at it.

But you know what I'm really really excited to see? Sword and shield fight dynamic. I desperately want to see them fighting side-by-side without the superstar! Give me Mario spearheading the charge while Luigi watches his blindside! Mario throwing himself mindlessly into a dangerous stunt so long as Luigi is there to catch him, Mario fighting in close combat while Luigi draws the target's attention with long-range attacks, both of them falling into perfect synch when they need to deliver an extra-powerful blow.

I am so aggressively obsessed with the idea of their character traits being fully exhibited and explored through the way they approach a fight, you have no idea.

#In the first movie Mario's low points were either immediately solved or turned into comedy beats #which leaves room for the sequel to have an ACTUAL low point for him with serious emotional weight #but I'd say there's only a 50% chance of that happening. They seem intent on keeping things as lighthearted as possible #but I guess that's what fanfic is for #so I'm piling all my bets onto some really reeeaaally good action scenes with both the brothers involved #mario movie #super mario bros #the super mario bros #Luigi #Mario #Mario movie 2 #askbox #anon

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ninthcurse · 2 months

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okay imagine right. im your ftm daughter. we haven’t spoken in years because i resent you for not indulging in my delusions. eventually, it gets to a critical point where i might begin medically transition, and that can’t happen. you reach out to me and offer to take me to the carnival, acting like you’re going to apologise.

i decide to go, because i’m an idiot. it’s pretty empty. not many people are there but carnies who would rape me too if given the chance. you buy me carnival food and for a moment, it’s like we’re having a good time. then, you take me to the ferris wheel.

you bribe the carnie operating the ride. he winks at you as we pass. we get in a car with no handlebar. you wait until we get to the very before you start to touch me. you unzip my jeans and stick your hand inside in one quick motion. i panic, try to scream, but you cover my mouth with your other hand.

i look around for help. we’ve completely stalled, no chance of moving. nobody else is on the ferris wheel to see. hardly anybody is on the ground, and besides, they couldn’t see us anyway. i’m realising all of this as you hook your fingers in my cunt and pull.

i’m set off balance, of course, and i almost fall out of the seat. the only things keeping me from decorating the base of the wheel are your fingers in my cunt, pushing and prodding at my g-spot, and your fingers in my mouth, stroking at my uvula. im whimpering in panic, clutching at you because there’s nothing else to cling to.

you ask me whether i’m going to cut my tits off. i don’t answer, of course, because of your fingers in my mouth, so you remove them and i slip a little further, crying out loud. nobody hears - or if they do, they don’t care.

you reach up and start to grope my tits. you tell me how much of a shame it is they’re so small. you tell me that if i try and cut my tits off, you will fill them right back up, ten times bigger than before.

i didn’t think you remembered touching me when i was little because you were so drunk when it happened. but when you make me cum the first time, you remind me. you tell me how much you miss how sweet my cunt used to be. how tight. you tell me i’m too loose. you hit me for not being a virgin. and then you hit me again, just because you like how tight i grip on to you after. you tell me i’m a disgusting, deplorable whore for wanting my father to molest me like this, and then before i can respond you grab me by my hair and pull my face down to nuzzle your clothed crotch.

you tell me to unzip your pants with my teeth, and when i dont, you take your fingers out of my cunt. i almost fall completely, but you catch me by my waist. of course you do. youd prefer if i died at home so you could more easily rape my corpse. but i dont need to know that.

i eventually get your pants off, and you get off mine, and im crying as i choke on your cock. you remind me you didn’t even ask, and when i sob and try to pull off you hold my head back down, pounding the back of my throat. you remind me this is what i must have wanted if i agreed to see you. you fuck my face, telling me how much i must want your cum down my throat.

you pull me off, jerking yourself furiously, and pull my hair so i’m half-dangling out of the seat. you tell me beg to let you cum down my throat. when i give in, you laugh and tell me no. when i complain, you remind me how much i want this, and then you cum all over my face.

you collect some in your hands, and push it inside me. you tell me you hope i get pregnant.

i sit there in shock for a minute while you continue to fingerfuck your cum into your daughter. the ride begins to move. you remove your fingers and wipe them on your pants, pulling them back over your hips.

i go to put my pants back on, but you stop me. the carnie on the ground has been waiting very patiently to use me, too.

the fucking risk 💕💕

knowing that at any moment if you're not going to be good for me, if you want to deny me taking what i want i could very easily kill you - throw you over the side and let you die with your cunt soaking wet and claim my suicidal freak daughter was looking for attention. but i would never, you're sure. i'm your father, even when i'm raping your throat.

#ix #9:30 #detrans kink #ftm detrans kink #fauxc3st #fauxcest #abuse k1nk #violence kink #snvff k!nk #i dont normally full tag asks but god anon this one was so fucking good i'm at the throbbing point of hardness. lol :3 #im also stoned as shit

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wildpeachfarm · 1 month

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i realize a lot of people here mainly care about dnf and basically just got sapnap as a fun little bonus dude, but the idea that sap "terrified of flying but got a passport and flew to george the second he said he was feeling bad" nap , the same sap "moved in with dream to answer the door to police" nap, doesn't care about dteam as friends is wild

like, yeah he's currently doing his nrg job. i assume dream is also still doing his merch company job, that's just behind the scenes so we aren't seeing him in meetings and throwing up over how it means he's dropping george

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#good points anon #ask #anon #anti drummyache tag

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batbabydamian · 18 days

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I am pretty ace but your black mask Steph is. ooouuuugh. ooooouh my god 😳😳😳 Her hairstyle. Those arms. It's like yes ma'am please I would let her do unspeakable thing to me.

LOLL but same!! 😭 and her hair was inspired by Dan Mora’s Future State design!

when i lengthened her hair, it almost felt like drawing Cloud of final fantasy HAHA

#ask #anon #ty for the ask!! these give me a good chuckle #tbh i looked at the design again next to Jason and she could be Bigger so i’d love to return to it at some point!

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pocketramblr · 4 months

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Absolutely love your writing for all the AU/5 headcanons asks. Can I ask: AU where Rei cheats on Endeavor with All Might? It happens after AM's injury, so she doesn't recognize him, and he ofc doesn't know that she's married in the first place, much less to whom

you make this very difficult for me by giving me a window of 6 and half years for them to have an affair and for every single moment of that window, Rei is institutionalized. how am i supposed to get them to meet, much less take their clothes off. ok. think. there are other fic writers who specialize in this kind of thing, surely. what would they do....

1- ok so. The fire alarm at the hospital goes off. Rei doesn't know if it's a drill or not, but she's been there for seven years and generally does not need a lot of support during something like this like other patients do, so the nurses wave her out and she stands around outside a bit waiting for the fire alarm to stop and them to go back in. (It isn't a drill, they wouldn't have evacuated everyone if it was, but Rei is on the other side of the building and facing away from seeing any smoke) (This smoke is from a villain attack that All Might is taking care of, though he's only got seconds left of his power to use that day. he quickly rushes off, deflating and stumbling out on the other side of the hospital. Where Rei is.)

2- Rei is like "huh that guy doesnt seem to be in good shape" and kinda waves attention at him, and a nurse who's passing out water to patients and keeping an eye on the road gives Toshinori some too, getting more concerned when he dazedly answers that he's All Might and coughs up blood, but the nurse figures he's concussed since he smells of smoke and must have been closer to the fight, and is just reeling from being able to see the number one hero in person. Then they get distracted and wave Toshi to wait nearby, where Rei offers to chill his water and asks if he's alright, if he breathed in any smoke.

3- They chat and then go back into the hospital as it's un-evacuated together, Rei hanging out in the lobby where he sits as the hospital staff focus on getting everyone else back to their rooms. It pays to be low priority sometimes. Eventually she tells him her name is Rei and that she's in room K18, if he ever wants to visit or call. She doesn't get to talk to anyone except doctors, family visitors, or other paitients, and most of them don't stay nearly as long as she does. It's been seven years, and she's very lonely. Toshinori is lonely too, and when he's out of time for a day and feeling useless with nothing to do, he likes to talk to a friend.

4- Rei has been in the hospital for eight years when it gets physical. At that point, Toshinori knows a bit about her family. She has kids, mentions visits from a son and daughter, and then quietly mentioned when her son turned seventeen- her daughter's already twenty. She's been there for so much of their lives. He asks if she's married, and she admits she isn't sure how to file for divorce in a hospital like she is, if she even can, if she wants to because she'd lose custody, if it matters when she's not raising them anyway. He doesn't ask much more, knows there is a dead child and a baby she says isn't safe with her there. Toshinori never called Nana 'mom' to her face while she was alive, and had a reason for it, and has a similar reason for not asking more, not asking for the other names when he gets Fuyumi and Natsuo's. Yes, the doctors and nurses all know Rei has a boyfriend who visits. they don't say anything. who would they even tell, anyway. I debated the humor of reusing the bit from candlelight shoto that Toshi and Rei could have a kid with a fire quirk, but yeah here? Rei ain't getting pregnant, absolutely not.

5- When Natsuo turns eighteen, Rei does actually file for divorce, or at least tries to get the ball rolling on that. Toshinori's trusted her that her marriage is over in all but name, but he's more at ease with it ended fully. Fuyumi is crushed but burying it all deep inside. Natsuo is like 'what are you talking about. divorce is the most normal possible outcome here.' But anyway, Rei also begins to bring up being discharged- something she never bothered with earlier, when it seemed like she'd never be able to go home while Shoto was there, and never would want to go back anyway. (Her parents are absolutely not an option either so where would she go once discharged? the hospital was her only security.) Toshinori then tells her at this point about his diagnosis, that he's supposed to be terminal, in a way. He doesn't have a lot of time he can give her. Rei says that's ok, she'll take what she can get. She moves in. Fuyumi still goes out to eat with her once a week, though Rei doesn't say she's moved in with a boyfriend, just says she's in a safe place and it's not Fuyumi's job to worry about it, please, let her do that, relax, be her daughter instead of a mother. Natsuo adds her to his cellphone plan and gets her one. Rei doesn't tell Toshinori her ex's identity. Toshinori doesn't tell her about OfA, though she does know he's mentoring a student for heroics and is very proud of him. (Toshinori is a secretary at Might Tower, he's a great mentor. Oh huh, he got a job position at UA at the same time as All Might, she wonders if they carpool.)

+1- OK THE REVEAL so the reveal is. Toshinori gets home from the SF. And Rei almost knocks him out by the door, eyes wide and panicked, asking if he's ok, if Shoto's ok. Toshinori is like "... young todoroki? yeah he's alright? i know his fight with young bakugo looked bad but- Rei???" And that's when it all clicks for him, he's having dozens of horrible realizations at once, all while Rei weeps over her youngest. Toshinori's been a hero for a very, very long time. He's felt hopeless, before. But even then, he's known what needs to be done, he just isn't able to do it. But now? he's at a complete loss with no idea what he should do.

#quick poll here. um. do we think shoto knows his parents are divorced #because i mean theres a lot of things he doesnt know about his family that he should #its not like they're really talking at that point #on the other hand. would enji have told him out of frustration for him clinging to his ice when rei left them?#basically. which one is funnier #Shoto going 'mom divorced you??? OH HELL YEAH GOOD FOR HER IM ONLY USING ICE TO CELEBRATE THAT i mean i know she hates me sure she should.#as long as she isn't tied to YOU anymore either we are going down hand in unlovable hand old man!!!'#or #shoto having no idea of the divorce and so when the truth comes out #either from toshinori or rei #hes like 'HELL YEAH YOUVE BEEN CHEATING ON DAD WITH ALL MIGHT???? HIGH FIVE MOM THATS THE BEST POSSIBLE REVENGE DABI WISHES HE'D #ORCHESTRATED THIS BUT HE NEVER HAD THE CREATIVITY TO!!! wait what do you mean its not cheating anymore because youre divorced'#these tags are funny because wow theres a lot of yikes and heavy stuff in the main post. ah ha ha. ah.#pocket talks to people #ask game #anon

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