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#yes it's unsanitary
syoddeye · 1 month
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preview of a thing. ~210 words. cw: people eating off a naked body, noncon, restraints #influenced and inspired by @pfhwrittes, the enabler part of whatever universe spoils and pursuit belong to.
It's akin to chum thrown in the water. The men scent you like sharks drawn by blood and viscera—or, in this case, the sticky-sweet strawberry jam dribbling between your thighs.
"What a fuckin' sight." They cross the room in seconds. Soap's face appears first, a smile with too many teeth, haloed by the light like a sun. His bright blue eyes dart across your body, visually sampling the feast before he reaches for a taste– "Wait your turn," Simon growls, materializing beside the younger man, fisting his collar. "How fitting," Kyle croons, taking the position behind your head. He cards a hand through your hair. The sound of John's chuckle erases whatever comfort Kyle's touch is meant to bring. His rough hand leads him into your sightline, crawling from your shoulder to a carefully laid necklace of edible flowers, berries, and mint. Unlike his men, he meets your eye immediately, head tilting as he draws a circle on a patch of bare skin. "Aye, they can be sweet when they have a purpose, can't they?" His finger glides through a dollop of frosting spread over the scarring beneath your chest and sucks it into his mouth.
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shiftythrifting · 4 months
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chalkeater · 2 years
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In light of the recent just hanging out screenshots
(featuring @krislet)
bonus clown version
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killemwithkawaii · 3 months
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Dear depressed/ executive dysfunction-having/ etc. selfshipper,
Your f/o wants you to shower. 
No, not because they think you're gross or smelly, but because they know you'll feel at least a little bit better once you're clean. 
They won't judge you if its been longer than you'd like to admit since you last bathed.
They won't show revulsion when they see how unkempt your nails or hair or skin has become as a result of inadvertent neglect. 
They won't shame you or think less of you for having difficulty with doing what 'should' be a basic, simple act of self-care. Your [f/o] understands that sometimes, 'easy' things can become difficult, for one or many reasons. They love you, and all they want is for you to be comfortable and healthy. A good shower will help you with both those things. 
If [f/o]s gentle encourgement isn't enough to get you to tackle the task on your own, they're glad to help as much as you need them to- they'll turn on the water to your preferred temperature, help you undress, hold your hand to keep you steady when you step over the lip of the tub, wash your hair for you, gently scrub down wherever you're comfortable with them touching, make sure all the soap is rinsed off, gently dry you off with a fresh, soft towel, and help you get dressed in clean, sensory-friendly clothes....
"... there we go, [y/n].... it was hard at first, but it wasn't so bad once you got in, right? ... Good, I'm happy to hear that... You look like you're feeling better already..." 🚿💕
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nachosforfree · 7 months
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shih-coulda-had-it · 8 days
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the 5 + 1 fic where kudou and bruce pass ofa like a hot potato should be titled "you, me, and the ghost of yoichi"
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mychlapci · 3 months
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I woke up thinking about some vivid, nasty Tarma this morning and it won't leave my head,,,
Pharma and Tarn go about business as usual: hand over the t-cogs, frag, and then part ways. This time, however, Tarn does something and locks Pharma's panels as he's leaving. The medic doesn't think much of it at first, just assumes it's something kinky.
It quickly becomes apparent that it's a problem. No matter what Pharma does, he can't unlock them himself. He tries every trick in the book and they still won't budge, still locked tightly in place! Pharma's getting really anxious by now, he doesn't know what to do next... and he really has to piss. The urge to empty his waste tank keeps growing stronger and stronger, and he's stuck uncomfortably holding it behind his panels. The pressure building up inside is unbearable, and Pharma is physically unable to relieve it! Poor guy probably ends up with an intense UTI from holding it so long...
To make matters worse (and because I love robot periods) Pharma's cycle starts a few days after his panels are locked. The pressure in his frame and fluids dripping uncontrollably behind his panels are driving Pharma insane. Forget about work, all he wants to do is lie in berth all day, desperately trying to pry open his panels. Still, his patients (and more importantly Tarn) need him, so he begrudgingly pushes on and keeps working through the terrible pain and pressure in his frame. Pharma even manages to collect well above his quota on t-cogs, hoping it'll impress Tarn and get him to unlock his panels.
The next time they meet, Tarn can't help but smirk at the disheveled mess that Pharma's been reduced to. Tarn is indeed satisfied with the amount of t-cogs collected, and with how Pharma is begging him for release how could he possibly say no? Finally, finally Tarn unlocks the poor medic's panels and stares with intense lust as the medbay floor is showered with energon and oil. Pharma should probably be mortified, but at this point he's too relieved to be embarrassed.
Tarn takes Pharma then and there, bending him over a medical berth and watching as Pharma's valve squirts out more energon and oil with each thrust of Tarn's fat spike.
Ough... that is all.
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holy fucking shit the moment i got to the word piss i started frolicing, squealing in happiness. Yes. this is so good.
Tarn locking Pharma’s panels so tightly that nothing can leak out, no matter what. And slowly, as the days go by, and Pharma’s waste tank fills up, it becomes a really big problem. And then his flushing cycle comes in too, so he’s always in pain now, unable to relieve himself in any way whatsoever. He’s pretty sure his waste tank is going to rupture if this keeps on going, because the fluids just don’t have anywhere to go, and his gestation tank is bleeding and it’s pooling in his panels, mixing with what little waste-fluid fit in there. What cannot leak out is partially suspended inside of his valve, putting mild pressure against the calipers, driving him insane. First Aid and Ambulon keep asking him if he’s alright when they see him stumbling and all he can do is grit his teeth and say yes of course.
By the time Tarn is back Pharma’s standing pigeon toed and shivering with the intense pulses that wreck his waste tank every few minutes, telling Tarn to please unlock his panels. hrghhrhnh Pharma immediately pissing himself the moment his panels open, without even a moment’s hesitation, a hard hot sizzling stream hitting the floor as he experiences bliss beyond overload, humping the air desperately. Tarn considers that an invitation <3 He fingers Pharma’s valve open while he’s still bleeding and pissing, drenching his hand completely, and then he starts fucking Pharma against the medical berth, brushing his fat, modded spike against Pharma’s waste tank from the inside with each thrust, causing him to squeal, wings fluttering, and he squirts out more oil, pussy bleeding around Tarn while clinging to him desperately <33
Pharma and Tarn would be into period sex, wouldn’t they?
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feluka · 11 months
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if i were clover i would simply realize by my third nonary game that i was an accessory to someone else’s story and that this isn’t about me and that i would die a horrific death along with everyone i love so the protagonist can. idk. learn that pissing on a jellyfish sting actually makes things worse so the protagonist can jump through space and time to a moment in history where the only person in the world capable of ending climate change gets stung by a jellyfish but they can only access their climate-saving powers when they’re in excruciating pain so the protagonist pisses on them using information they learned from my death through morphogenetic fields. and i would simply start making the nonary game escalate by murdering every one so the protagonist can get all their endings already so i can go home in some timeline or another
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vampacidic · 2 years
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behold my magnum opus. conversations my girlfriend and i have had as enstars characters
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attex · 4 months
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silent light doodles in between work and a bigger project about him... the fondness i have for this corpse grows each time i draw him :)
gross art below but also another cute drawing
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shiftythrifting · 2 months
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I just hope they disinfected it properly.
I really really really hope that they did.
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throughdarkeningskies · 6 months
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she reminded me of SOMETHING and it was this fucking copypasta
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bunjywunjy · 2 years
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you're probably the only person i could ever ask this question. why do humans need to wipe their butts after using the bathroom? that seems like a design flaw, compared to other animals.
well, other animals that don't have primate arms and CAN'T wipe their butts have to. lick themselves clean.
so really, we got the better end of the deal here
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mychlapci · 5 months
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Ok ok ok ok... the piss anons have convinced me I should speak my truth. Catheters are Sexy
Dratchet medical roleplay-ish thing where Ratchet inserts a catheter into Drift and clips it shut... Drift feeling the urgent pressure of his full waste tank and begging Ratchet to let him piss because he can't with the catheter closed...
Of course there's not just emptying the waste tank, things can be put back in there too... Ratchet filling Drift's tank with lubricants or transfluid or like, engex, maybe?
Hrngh... Ratchet hooking up a one way tube and inserting it into Drifts transfluid slit, so Drift cums into his own waste tank, filling it even more...
This is the nastiest thing I've ever written >_<
oh dude. oh man. catheters are sexy.
mhmmm Ratchet slowly inserting a catheter into Drift's waste tank, holding him down to the examination table as he squirms, the tube reaching deep, deep inside until the slight pressure within his abdomen momentarily dissipates as he can't help but let go. And then, just when he sees Drift's face melt, Ratchet twists the tube off and it clamps shut, blocking off his relief. Then he adds to it throughout the day, inseminating Drift with transfluid, with lubricants, pushing his hand against his abdomen as he does so, shushing Drift when he says it's too much, insisting this is just what his doctor ordered
Ratchet inserting one end into Drift's waste tank and the other into his tranfluid tank, then stroking his spike slowly, gently with a strong grasp. It's so difficult to overload when he's so full, but Ratchet won't stop until Drift is shuddering, releasing a load into his own swollen waste tank. By the end of the day it hurts to sit, it hurts to move, his waste tank is so full, he has to beg Ratchet to take it out, clawing at his shoulders...
When Ratchet takes pity on him and finally pulls out the catheter, the relief is better than an overload, piss pouring out of his stretched urethra freely while Drift leans limp and shaking against Ratchet <3
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killemwithkawaii · 1 year
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Sal pussy indulgence. Who said that. (Also hi lovely Mitchie!! I hope you’re doing well!)
[CW: NSFW lemon, unsanitary, AFAB gn reader and AFAB transmasc Sal]
Okay okay are we talkin'
>Sal indulging YOUR pussy- His big hands cupping and massaging you, thick fingers slowly stretching you, him putting all that muscle memory from years of picking/ strumming guitar strings and finessing analog sticks to good use after he's found your g spot and pulled back the hood of your clit, showing off his excellent sense of rhythm and impressive ambidexterity, using the callouses on the tips of his fingers to add some extra OOMF when he's pinpointed an extra sensitive spot, his deep, gravely voice whispering dirty talk you didn't know he was capable of in your ear, or muffled as you grind against his scarred lips and eager tongue...
OR
>Indulging SALS pussy- Unzipping his jeans, slowly and firmly feeling him up through his underwear until you feel a damp spot forming, peeling off his clothes and gently prompting him to let his legs part so you can see all of him, cooing about how delicious he looks spread open for you, petting those soft blue curls and gently working your fingers between his slick lips, taking your time exploring every inch, finding exactly what touches make him melt and shudder and keen, sucking his clit while you pump and twist your fingers in and out of his dripping cunt, until you find the perfect spots and rhythms to coax him to orgasm...
...Either way, I'm down UwU 👌💞💦
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innytoes · 9 months
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Rulie, Flower/Tattoo Shop AU
The first thing Reggie noticed about the woman who ran the new tattoo shop next to his flower shop was that she was beautiful. The second thing he noticed was the beautiful dahlia tattoo that covered most of her forearm.
So of course, when the shop was celebrating its grand opening, he went to congratulate her with a big bouquet of dahlias. In a vase, of course. He didn't think a newly opened tattoo shop would have vases. The way the tattoo artist - Julie, she introduced herself - smiled at him made his heart flutter.
She carefully placed the vase on the counter, and introduced him to some of her friends and family. The DJ turned out to also be their piercer, and the guy with the big camera taking pictures of everything was her dad.
In turn, Reggie stuck around and introduced the other people who had shops on the street, who came by after their own closing to say hi. Luke from the music shop. Alex and Willie from the queer bookshop slash cafe. Nick from the pet store.
Every other week or so, Julie would come into his shop to get new flowers for her store. "After all, I have the vase now," she joked. When the dahlias weren't in season anymore, she asked for his suggestion. He made her a beautiful bouquet, severely undercharged her, and winked as he said it was the Beautiful Lady discount.
"But it's not like I can return the favour!" he complained, flopped dramatically sideways on the cozy patched up couch in Alex and Willie's bookstore. His shop was closed for lunch, and he'd gone over to get himself a muffin and complain. "It'd be weird to go and get a tattoo like, every month."
"Why not?" Willie asked, from where he was shelving books. "You'd look hot all tatted up. And Julie does great botanical tattoos, I've seen her work."
"I would look hot all tatted up," Reggie pouted. From behind the counter, Alex snorted. "Except I'm afraid of needles. The last time I had to get vaccinated I fainted in the chair."
He looked up at Willie from where he was sprawled on the couch, no doubt looking incredibly pathetic. "But she's so pretty. I just want to spend more time with her. I keep making her fancier, more difficult bouquets just so I can get to talk to her longer."
"You're such a dweeb," Alex sighed. "Just ask her out."
"No!" Reggie said. "What if she says no? I don't want to make things weird. Do you think I could get lost in her eyes so much that I don't feel her stabbing me with tiny needles over and over and over?"
Willie looked down at him with some mixture of sympathy and mirth.
"Why don't you ask her?" he grinned, and Reggie shot up. On the other side of the couch, Julie stood, her hand over her mouth to hold back her giggles.
"Julie!" He flailed. "Um... hi."
"You don't have to get a tattoo just to spend time with me," she said, smiling. "We can try coffee first. Though if you do want a tattoo, I'd be happy to help you out."
For their first anniversary, he did finally get that tattoo. And every time he got woozy, Julie would stop and give him kisses until he felt better.
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