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selenoprince · 1 day
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no thoughts…just mmd laughing jack brainrot bc his model is so…
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like omg he really put slayonaise on that father burger and ate it
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mianverxx · 3 days
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klapollo MMD
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killy--chan · 1 year
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the-weird-otaku · 2 months
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This was too good to stay on twitter. Leaked aitsf3 footage.
Credits:
Model - me, Spike Chunsoft
Motion - JohnyL, IllFonic
Song: California Gurls - Katy Perry
Effects: WorkingFloorX FluidScreen PostHemming FXAA
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🎤 ~ Miku Cosplay ~ 🎤 (erizadesu)
(Credit if you use pls!) (ko-fi)
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autisminfinite · 1 year
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lets get it girlies
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communist-hatsunemiku · 5 months
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So-chin
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gheistheist · 12 days
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MMD: The Story
Pairing: Female Reader x Simon 'Ghost' Riley
Summary: A slowburn where Ghost falls for his annoying sergeant
Rating: 18+ for NSFW themes
Word Count: 2340
Note: This story is based off the 'Menstrual Man's Digits' series. Feel free to offer ideas, whether it's for this or anything else ‹3
Artist For Image Below: 661ave
CHAPTER 6: Scold Sesh
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  You sat in a chair in the corner of the room, eyeing the middle-aged woman who was tied to her own seat. She was silent, calm, and visibly irritated as the colonel began to set up his layout of 'tools' on the table in front of her. However, as the clock slowly ticked by, her unease began to grow. The only sound in the room currently was the little ting of metal against the table every time he set a new item down or fixed the position of another. It was nerve-wracking, even for you.
  The woman seemed confident enough at the start but everything he brought out began to break her little by little while he had yet to even say a word. It was easy to see that she wouldn't last. Especially if anything physical came into play.
  You were a little anxious, of course. You had been present during plenty of interrogations before with your unit but Ghost and Price would have you step out if things had to take a darker turn. You never saw the extent they truly went to for information, which you wouldn't complain about, but the point was you doubted König would ask you to leave if he did put one of his tools to use. Both because he didn't know what you were used to and also because you sort of begged to sit in.
  Very shortly after König's interrogation began, you couldn't help but brag to Ghost about how much bigger König was to him. You wanted to irritate him at least a little bit since he ever so rudely postponed your plans of sniping with him; which you had been looking forward to every single day since you were injured. 48 days to be exact.
  It wasn't too long before your lieutenant replied to you; only about ten minutes or so. However, after he was well informed that you were in the room with the Austrian, you weren't only trying to hold your laughter but you were also scared shitless. You knew he'd be upset but you didn't know the level of it. If you were stuck doing push-ups until you were in tears...again...you'd somewhat regret instigating him this time around.
After your final little tease, he didn't reply. You assumed he was either back to his mission or he was genuinely pissed off, which did cause a large amount of anxiety to wash over you. In an attempt to distract yourself from your overthinking ass, you set your phone down and went back to watching the interrogation. You were curious to see any differences between the two biggest men you have ever met but similarly, the woman folded quickly and spewed information due to simple verbal intimidation.
You couldn't necessarily blame the woman who König was speaking to. He was rather scary, visually, and even though you didn't understand a word coming out of either of them, the body language spoke volumes. The woman was shaking, blabbering, crying, nodding, and shaking her head as König simply listened and stood over her in an intimidating manner before he replied in a bit of a questioning tone here and there.
The whole thing lasted an hour at most before the lady was brought to a separate room while you followed König around the small camp for the next 30 to 45 minutes. After he finished up what he needed to do, you two were back in the truck, on the way back to your base. It was simple, fast, and you felt far more secure with him already. There were no creepy or hostile vibes coming off him, instead he seemed like a genuinely kind man. Someone you could easily see yourself befriending, which was bitter-sweet due to circumstances.
"Wanna get some food?" You soon offered, breaking the comfortable silence like you did best. "I'll pay."
"I'm flattered but I must decline."
"I'm not asking you out, big guy," you retorted. "My eyes are locked on someone else. I have straight-up tunnel vision on this man, ok," you clarified. "I'm just being friendly."
"I would say yes but I have a very busy day tomorrow so I'd like to sleep," he admitted. "The earlier the better."
"Oh, it's gonna be really late for you when you get back," you realized as you looked at the clock. "Fair enough."
  As you two pulled up, several drunken soldiers were walking around. König looked them over, then his attention went to you as you started to unbuckle your seatbelt. "Thank you, I had fun," you said to him.
  "Would you like me to walk you to your bunk?" He offered, receiving a little shake of your head in return.
  "It's ok. I'm going to the mess hall, I'm starved," you answered. "But thank you," you added as you gave his shoulder a friendly pat before getting out of the truck. "Drive safe, König. Thank you again."
  He hummed softly with a nod in return, watching you close the door before you quickly walked off but he didn't leave just yet. Rather, he kept an eye on you to ensure you made it in safely. He didn't even consider leaving that spot until after he saw you enter the lit-up building without any sign of the drunken soldiers trailing after you.
  Shortly after you got into the mess hall, you got a message from your lieutenant, demanding to know where you were. You typed out a simple response, about to tell him the truth, but then deleted it and changed your answer to irritate him a bit instead.
  Pissing him off has officially become your favorite pastime.
  You continued the little conversation for just a moment before admitting to him where you were, not expecting much to follow up after that. All you thought would happen was he'd roll his eyes like the sassy man he was, then go to bed but to your surprise, only ten grapes in, you saw the doors swing open with your lieutenant entering with a quick-walking pace.
"Oh shit," you mumbled to yourself, sitting straight up as he made his way over to you. "Good evening, lieutenant," you greeted with a cheery smile. "Grape?"
"Cut the shit," he snapped as he sat next to you with a lower of his voice, which made him all the more threatening...as well as arousing. "You better tell me right now that you were fuckin' with me," he warned.
"He's nice," you insisted while holding the grape back out to him but instantly frowned as he slapped it out of your hand.
"Y/n," he said firmly, making a pink tint form on your face and a nervous laugh to escape your lips. "Is this seriously funny to you?" He demanded.
"No!" You laughed. "No, I just...I don't know, you make me nervous," you admitted.
"And you piss me off like no other," he sighed irritably with a rub of his eyes. "You could have gotten your dumbass killed, do you not realize that? Or worse, you could have been held for information."
"He's a nice guy," you argued, watching his eyes close in further frustration. "Ghost, seriously, you'd like him. He even offered to walk me to my room when we got back."
"I'm sure he asked to see it too, yeah?" He retorted.
"No, actually, he didn't. Why are you so mad?"
"You don't know what it's like, sergeant," he said slowly. "You've never been a hostage, you've never been tortured, and you've never been interrogated to the level of break. I don't want to see the aftereffect of you going through that shit. It'll change the fuck outta you," he explained firmly "All it takes is one moment of poor judgment and you're fucked. He easily could have kept you there. He easily could have done whatever the bloody hell he wanted to you. Even if it wasn't him, one second of him turning his back to you and suddenly a bunch of German pricks come along and grab ya. How long were you even there before you sent me that message?"
You paused a moment, shrugging softly. It was rather obvious he was simply speaking from experience and he was looking out for you, which was well appreciated on your behalf but you also had a little problem with taking his scolding sessions without a little bit of argument.
"Maybe an hour," you admitted reluctantly.
"So you were with him three hours before any of us were even aware," he clarified, swearing under his breath after you nodded in response. "Did I not train you better than this, kid?" He asked with an annoyed tone.
"You trained me to observe before acting," you reminded him. "And I have seen you spare plenty of enemies on the field so don't act like you don't give them a break once in a while, too."
"If they drop their goddamn gun and start begging like a bitch, yeah I might let them go depending on the circumstances," he clarified. "But I'm not going to go with one to watch one of their interrogations when all my men are two hours away. You can fight, I'll give ya that, but if it's one of you and a base full of men looking to hurt you, you're fucked."
"I'll bring Soap next time," you decided, breaking into laughter as you saw his eyes widen in further disbelief. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding," you assured quickly. "Ok, it was dumb of me, I admit that," you confessed, now seeing him relax a bit due to your acknowledgment. "I was just excited to be able to work again and you decided to stand me up with our sniping trip so how about you take some of the blame here?"
He stared at you for a few moments before releasing a heavy, slow sigh. "Really," he asked, his tone flat.
"Yes!" You frowned with a defiant cross of your arms. "If you took me sniping like you promised me for the last two months then I wouldn't have even met him."
"I had to go get a bunch of children out of a trafficking operation," he corrected with a bored tone.
"And you could have taken me with you," you argued back. "I'd have loved to go but you didn't even offer so that's on you," you concluded with a poke to the lieutenant's chest.
  He blinked slowly, completely unfazed before he spoke once again in a reminding tone: "Last time you went with me on one of those, you beat on the man like a punching bag. I had to pry you off him and carry you back to the helo because you kept going back for more every bloody time I set you down."
"And it was well deserved," you shrugged proudly, watching him roll his eyes but there was a hint of amusement deep down in that dark gaze of his. "Let's make a deal," you suggested. "If you take me with you on your next mission, no matter what it is, then I won't do something as stupid as go with the enemy alone again."
"Or," he began sternly. "I can simply order you to not do it again and you're forced to listen."
"Well, that's no fun," you broke into a little pout. "Humor me once, big guy, come on. Please?" You asked with a set of big, innocent eyes. It took a moment but with yet another irritated sigh, he reluctantly gave in.
"Fine, whatever," Ghost agreed. "If you do something that stupid again, though, I'm punishing your arse."
"I'm fine with that," you joked, watching him roll his eyes once more with a frustrated groan. "I'm kidding! You need to relax. You're so moody all the time."
"You want to drop and give me 20, soldier?" He threatened, receiving a soft laugh from you.
"No. Were you worried, though?" You then asked with a teasing smile.
"Worried? Negative," he denied. "Just amazed that the kid I trained managed to pull such an idiotic stunt."
"Maybe it was the mentor," you suggested playfully with his silent response being an emotionless glare. "But in all seriousness, I do see your point," you admitted. "You're right."
"Of course I'm right. I don't talk just to hear my voice."
"If I had your voice, I'd talk all the time," you said with a playful, yet soft tone with another poke to his chest.
"And if I had your voice, I'd slit my throat," he retorted, getting another little laugh out of you.
"Aren't you just charming?" You joked.
"I'd say so," he agreed as the two of you held one another's gaze for a moment or two longer before he took a breath and stood up. "Go get some rest," he ordered. "It's late."
"Yeah, I should," you agreed. "Sleep good, Lt."
"Always do," he replied with thick sarcasm but his attention went to the door as the drunken soldiers came in talking obnoxiously loud, slurring, and shouting. "I'll walk ya," he then decided with a tone that left no room for argument.
"Thank you, sir," you smiled, gladly accepting the offer while using his sleeve as a handle to pull yourself up. "You won't tell Price, right?"
  "Convince me not to," he suggested as the pair of you started towards your bunk. With a thoughtful little hum, another smile crept onto your lips as you looked up to him.
  "You know damn well he'll have you keep a closer eye on me for god knows how long. That means more time for me to figure out new ways of annoying you."
  "Bloody hell..." he mumbled. "Fine," he agreed. "I won't tell him but if you do some stupid shit like that again, I'm suspending your arse. I mean it."
  "Yes, sir," you giggled, giving him a playful nudge and receiving a semi-hard smack to the back of your head in return.
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kittydoremi · 1 year
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You reposted in the wrong 06
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vintagemmd · 7 months
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Mudai Miku
by gcgcfgc
Model Download Active as of 8/22/23
Dec 2, 2013
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selenoprince · 5 months
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as a fandom i feel like we never talked about how these mmd model served absolute cunt
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HELLO THEIR FACE-CARDS NEVER DECLINES
(models + pics - original creators on deviantart)
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mianverxx · 3 days
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This was made on VRoid 
DL : https://youtu.be/dOeTWfB3qW8?si=XT_k846FOWa9enMq
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killy--chan · 3 months
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sophbun · 9 days
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true love tuesday
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