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okeyaida · 1 year
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🌼Hello!Dottore!
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Only You're Mine, Do You Understand?
♡♡-Request: Dottore (webtoon ver) and reader are out on a mission. He leaves for an erand, while gone reader gets hit on and doesn't notice the pissed off Doctor. He fumes, dragging her to their hotel and fucks her against the bed, pinned down. 3rd Person.
☆☆-Warnings: darling (for reader), pussy play, 3rd person, fem!reader, pussy smacking, titty smack, spitting (on p), rough fucking, laughing during sex (crazy), possessive behavior, plaything (for reader), mentions of being a toy, p in v, unprotected sex, cuming inside, fingering, please let me know if I missed anything♡
A/N: I'm sorry if he seems a little ooc for the version anon wanted. I haven't read it and did my best to portray from what content I've seen of this version. Also, it's 3rd as anon requested. Somewhat of a darkish theme, MDNI.
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Dottore often didn’t have much faith in others to do any job the correct way, only his clones and her did he trust. She wasn’t the worst partner he could ask for, listened real well and generally completed tasks in a quick manner. And she rarely questioned his methods, which he found as a plus! A pointed smile graced his face as he looked down at her, eyes holding a bit of wild to it, he made a point of poking her forehead. For what reason? He didn’t know but it was fun watching her reaction. 
“There are some people over there I need to have a word with, stay here, will you darling?” 
She gave him a small smile but nodded, “I’ll stay here until you’re done. We’ll go back to the hotel after. I think we’ve asked around as much as we could.” His tongue slides across his bottom lip before nodding, his pointed teeth peeking through the open space of his mask. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!” He announced almost too loudly as he waved a hand behind him, laughing to himself as he walked off in a direction she hadn’t even noticed was there. How did he do that? With a sigh, she moved to take a seat on a vacant bench, her hands in her lap as she swung her legs back and forth. Jumping slightly when she felt someone sit beside her; a man she’d never seen before. 
“Hi,” he said. His voice wavering slightly as a small blush spread on his cheeks. She returned the greeting, angling her body to face him. It was the polite thing to do. 
Dottore had finished his impromptu meeting, sliding the test tube in his coat pocket, pausing when he caught sight of her. And that man. Immediate possessive, burning jealousy coursed through his veins. She was his to play with, not that man! His gloved hands tensed at his sides, teeth sharper than knives sunk into his lip, seething. Who did she think she was? This wouldn’t do. And to think he’d praised her earlier in his head! With worrying speed, he transformed his face into an unreadable one. To her at least, as he made his way over, the man who was talking to her could feel his presence before he got within a few feet. Making up some excuse before rushing away, leaving her poor face all confused. How sad. 
“We’re leaving,” he announced. Taking small pride in the way she jumped at his voice, she hadn’t noticed him. Or she was pretending. 
He wrapped his hand around her arm, a harsh grip that would more than likely leave a handprint later. Dottore dragged her through the streets, caring none for the looks others gave him or her for that matter. He was mad at her. His face was a mixture of a pout and anger with a hint of a smile when you both arrived at the hotel room. With great force, he yanked her arm and shoved her to the bed. Watching as her body bounced from the force, giggling when he paid special attention to her tits. He took no time in placing both hands on her chest, fingers gripping the fabric before ripping it to shreds. Doing the same with her bra.She barely had time to process what was happening.
“Dottore what ar-”
“Silence. Any explanation would bore me. I’m going to remind you who’s allowed to play with you. That’s the end of it.” He worked down her body and gave the same treatment to her pants and panties, tossing the scraps to the other side of the room. She was still confused and surprised, but somewhat got it. He must have seen that man flirting with her. And he was acting like this? She knew he had a slight possessive side, she’d seen it with his subjects (only a rare few) but nothing like this. But she couldn’t say she was completely against it. So all she did was nod, her body immediately arching as she felt him spit on her pussy. His gloved fingers smeared in the saliva to get her wet. “This is my pussy. You’re my plaything. No one else's.” He reared his hand back and gave a quick smack to her cunt, giggling as it twitched. Her slick increased as it leaked from her slit. 
He semi pouted, “I want to play with you but you need a lesson. So we’re gonna rush this, mmkay?” Another giggle left his mouth as he stood, pulling down the zipper of his pants. Freeing his erection, his length slapped against the fabric of his coat but he paid it no mind. Instead, he slid his fingers into the folds of her cunt, making sure to get all nice and wet so he could lube his cock. A little pain was fun but she’d get more than her fair share from how hard he planned on fucking her. Content with the amount of arousal on his hand, he ran it up and down his length, breathy laughter mixing into the silence of the room. Safe for the low moans she’d emit every now and then. 
“Up we go!” He said, the excitement evident in his voice as he hoisted her legs onto his shoulders. Wasting no time in feeding his girthy cock into her sopping pussy. To think, she’d gotten this excited in a span of a few minutes, how delightful! He was rough with his pace, fucking into her like she was a doll, a true toy for him to use. Because that’s what she was! His special, pretty little plaything that needed to be reminded! Dottore laughed again, breaking off into a groan as she clenched around him, sucking him in further. “Yeah! Taking it so good, almost makes me not wanna punish you, ahaha, just kidding. You deserve this.” He grunted, pushing her legs up higher so he could watch himself push in and out of her pussy. “Look at that! I need a picture, too bad I don’t have my Kamera. Guess my eyes will have to do!” 
She whined pitifully, breasts bouncing with each thrust. She wanted to say something, say anything but he was quite literally fucking the words out of her, he didn’t mind. It was more fun this way. To watch her silent scream and well, cream around his cock. Speaking of which, “Oho? You cuming? Me too me too!” His laughing became a staple of this moment, the speed increasing as he fucked her through her orgasm, his following soon after. As his hips stilled, he gave her tits a playful smack before pulling out, immediately shoving his fingers inside.
“We can’t have you losing the present I just gave you, can we? You’re lucky I decided to give you one at all.”
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harmorii · 2 years
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she had not
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eclaire-went-bam · 6 months
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hahahahehehhohoho
can't remember if i posted this on tumblr urhm anyways
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midnight-tumult · 1 year
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webtoon dottore looks like if he ran through a wall he would leave a perfect dottore shaped hole in it.
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toucher0fgrass · 5 months
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Random dump w random characters (Webtoon Dottore and Caine n Bubble)
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naofaun · 8 months
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webttore listens to vocaloid.
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he's love love... craziest obsession in my life
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I'm his craziest patient
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hollowhornets · 2 years
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alright dottowhores come get your food
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sockendrache · 2 years
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Headcanon that Webtoon-Dottore is one of Dottore's younger versions and is smart in the worst way possible
I'm talking, a 16-something year old teenager that Primettore usually hides away from the public eye, spending his time crafting strange and confusing crap, rather than conducting morally questionable research and whatnot.
Like. Think the Butter-Robot from Rick and Morty, whose only purpose in life is to bring butter. Or like an even crazier version of Michael Reeves. Just... imagine.
Pantalone: ....Dottore. Care to explain why one of your clones put in a request for even MORE funding? Did they burn through last month's funding already?
Primettore: Oh, that. Yeah, no, one of my younger versions wants to see what happens if he lets a Slime trade stocks.
Pantalone: ....
Teenttore being like the premature version of Dottore, who's more interested in taking apart random scrap metal and building pipe bombs with nothing but slime condensate and an empty tictac container. He builds a lamp on eight legs that scurries through the Palace at night, scaring the living shit out of everyone unfortunate enough to encounter the spider-light.
He builds himself a tiny rat-companion made from ruin guard-parts and gives it a lil bowtie to match his suit.
He throws tantrums when Primettore restricts his access to Machinery-parts, begging and whining until he eventually annoyed Primettore enough to get his way. He's less like a clone and more like a genuine teenager.
He ends up hiring Krupp to keep an eye on this menace to society, like an overly glorified babysitter to a manic manchild.
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smokey-cat · 1 year
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the dottores
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the-22nd-pilot-123 · 1 year
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i need to be more active here 💀💀 anyway heres the boy give him some love (or don't, but then he'll be sad and might bite your ankles)
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dottore-truther · 1 year
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Dottore as text posts 1/?
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anne0png · 2 years
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@ranchhanf and @leebyko told me to make this <3
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pockiebite · 1 year
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Quote from the dream I just had:
Webtore, ear against the ground: I can hear something!
Signora: Well what is it then??
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Webtore: ...Sorry false alarm it was just lasagna language.
Omega build Dottore: *facepalms*
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littlesnowcloud · 2 years
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before anyone asks what my pfp is, it’s this. Webtoon Dottore with smelts.
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