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xander-wolk · 11 months
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The boy and his bird
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annypuff · 4 months
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first vantacrow of 2024, caw caw
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kaidensoren · 10 months
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Take care of the tank ( ✿˃̣̣̥᷄⌓˂̣̣̥᷅ )
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setmefreejia · 2 months
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kisa-chi · 3 months
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Kinda late but Happy Birthday!!
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yanerz · 10 months
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Did a lil animation on live2d, i was bored.
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venomousvio · 3 months
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Wardrobe Commissioned Art !
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Wardrobe art commission for OriginalDBubble/DarlaB from Tweeters! Thank you so much for the opportunity i love Emery so much HER HAIR IS GORGEOUS AND I AM SO PROUD WITH MYSELF AAAAA
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phobia-ah · 10 months
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anatomy practice with vanta...
still trying to figure out how to render properly on ibs paint lol
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spacetravels · 8 months
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nijisanji art dump hehehe
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wiryuu · 3 months
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karaoke c: !!!
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mizukamiyaseiryu · 4 months
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some chibi sticker sets i've worked on in 2023~
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thechaoticplayer · 4 months
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ALRIGHT I JUST WATCHED THE KRISISIS HARDCORE MINECRAFT STREAM AND
homie nap but it’s not really a homie nap and they just fuck the reader instead <3 no way they can put their beds together like that and expect me to be normal about it
Author's note: the first time I fucking saw the three beds together I was like "ah yes one big bed very normal" and then I get this and I'm like 😨😨 WHY HAVENT I THOUGHT OF THAT- I've never written something like this before so expect me to just suck- It turned out a lot shorter than expected and I apologize 🙏 Summary: what was supposed to be homie nap turned not into a homie nap 😰 will you survive I dont even know fam Contains: FILTH... SMUT... THREE BIG GUYS! THEY GRAB ON MY THIGHS-
Listen, you weren't purposely trying to seduce them. Four damn beds pushed together in one room, squished between Zali and Vanta. These men were big (not that way, but you definitely found out) and took up so much space, you wriggled around a lot.
Then you decided to make a "joke". "Hey, what if we just fucked in this bed instead? I'm not even tired because you big dicks are taking up most of it and its impossible to sleep now," you joke.
Wilson sits up to stare at you. Vanta and Zali prop themselves up on their elbows and there was some sort of silent communication that you didn't hear.
Now, you're on your back, tears streaming down your face as Vanta bullies his way into you, walls stretching to accommodate his large girth. Your legs over his shoulders and hitting that spot just right as Wilson plays with your clit, shushing you and murmuring praises in your ear. Zali is literally french kissing your tits right now, leaving red and purple marks and popping your nipples in his mouth. His tongue swirls around the sensitive bud, and all this pleasure you are feeling makes you see stars.
"Doing so well for us," Zali mumbles, kissing your jaw as you whimper.
"Shit, you feel so good," Vanta growls, hips stuttering as you both near your climax. Your moans get louder and both the healer and hitmen get harder by the second.
"Vanta Vanta," Wilson quickly says, tapping the soldier's shoulder.
Vanta slows his pace and you whine, so close to your climax only to be taken away from you just like that. "What is it?"
"Pull out for a second."
"Wha-"
"I wanna do something, okay?"
They stare at each other for a moment. Ah, another meeting you weren't invited to. Vanta smirks, dragging his cock out slowly and you feel empty. He moves to the side and watches Wilson go straight in between your thighs, eyes twinkling with excitement.
"W-Wilson, what are yo-" a moan cuts you off as Wilson begins eating you out like there was no tomorrow.
"Mm, perfect," Zali purrs, kissing your lips and swallowing your moans. "Doing such a good job, yes you are."
Wilson moans into your pussy, vibrations sending sparks up your spine as you shove his face deeper into you. His tongue laps greedily at your clit, collecting your juices and prodding at your sopping hole. You were close to climaxing, you could feel it coil and twist in your stomach.
"W-Wilson fuck, mm!"
"Looks like Wilson can eat pussy pretty good, huh? what a surprise," Vanta teases from side, pumping his cock up and down at the sight.
"Shut up Vanta," Wilson groans.
"Make her cum," Zali says with a innocent smile. "I want to overstimulated her, just a bit."
"Despicable." Zali laughs at the comment.
Your vision was going blurry and your mind could barely put together a coherent sentence. "W-wha?"
Zali presses a kiss to your forehead. "Don't worry, mon amour, I'm going to make you feel really good."
You clamp around Wilson's tongue and cum hard, your whole body shaking from the orgasm. Wilson sits up, panting, with all sorts of fluid all over his face. Was it sweat? Drool? Cum? Who knows. But you definitely noticed a white stain on his pants.
Zali instantly flips you over on your fours, hand pressing against your abdomen. "Look at this magnificent work of art..." he mumbles and it makes your cheeks flame. He slides his cock between your folds, collecting your wetness before gently making his way into you.
Full again, but overstimulated as shit, you whine loudly, trying to get away. But Zali's hands hold you against him, rocking into your body that made you moan. Vanta sits right in front of you, a devilish smirk on his lips.
"Since Wilson already came and Zali is in the process of it, why don't you suck me off while your at it?"
With a drawn-out moan, you lean down and kitten lick his tip, too impatient to lick every single part, you put his cock in your mouth. He groans at the sensation, bucking up a bit and making even more tears flood your eyes. Not only are you getting it from the back, but the front as well. Vanta face-fucks you, grunting and saying how fucking great your mouth feels.
Zali's shaky breaths tickle your ears as you clamp around his cock. You felt like heaven to him and he wanted you to feel the same. he quickens his pace, skin slapping skin and you moan around Vanta's dick. Wilson's hand went back in between your thighs, the overstimulation too much as you whimper loudly.
"Just a little longer, sweetheart," Wilson mumbles. And just as he says that, Zali unloads himself in you, hair framing his face as he panted.
However, you were still sucking Vanta's girth, his fingers tangled in your hair as you bob up and down. Vanta chuckles at the sight, admiring your pretty face going down on him like that. It gets him close to the edge, and he finally releases, a salty taste in your mouth. You swallow before he says anything, which makes him smile from ear-to-ear.
"Hey Wilson, you haven't gotten to be inside her yet, right?"
The hitman shakes his head.
"Wanna turn?"
You are definitely not going to be able to walk on your own for a while.
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annypuff · 8 months
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my mind has been plagued with vantacrow lmao
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kaidensoren · 10 months
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brisquad-unit-4402 · 4 months
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krisis wiping away your tears
i wrote a shitpost fanfic in the gc about how i put my sani pape in the microwave and somehow what was what kickstarted the urge to write as opposed to. yknow. the hour of writing and editing i did before the microwave
tags: hurt/comfort, gender neutral reader, established relationship, reader is crying for unspecified reasons
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🧻 Vezalius Bandage
uses a handkerchief or tissue to dry your tears
a medic handles with care, just as how he gently presses the cloth to your eyes
it kills him to watch you cry alone, so he takes your hand and guides you to his lap where he can give you all his undivided attention
rubs your arm while you hiccup, and places a hand on his chest so you can calm down to the feeling of his heartbeat
when you aren’t in the mindset to vent or hear him talk, he’ll hum to you. especially if you’re so tired you’re about to cry yourself to sleep
once you’ve cried it out he insists on getting you some water, a snack, and a shower (or change of clothes) to make sure the basic post-cry needs are met
“love. when i say i care for you, i mean it. i want to hear everything you have to say no matter what, and i’ll never, ever get upset at you for it.” it looks like zali’s eyes are closed, but from where your head rests in his lap, you see a hint of gold peer through his lashes. a surgeon’s hand brushes underneath your own eyes, patting away the tears. “so let me take care of you for now. breathe in and out.”
your body feels heavy from exhaustion and emotion. you curl up closer to him as you breathe. “tired, love?” when there’s no response but a nod he rubs your shoulder and clears his throat. the melodies of your favorite songs lull your to sleep.
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🔪 Vantacrow Bringer
lets you get his shirt dirty without hesitation
drops everything to stay by your side when he realizes you’re this upset
he wraps you into a bear hug the second you start tearing up. he’s not great with words and he’s scared of saying the wrong thing, but actions don’t lie
he’s not gonna break the hug any time soon while you cry, but he traces shapes along your skin and strokes you hair as he holds you
he knows you’re always doing your best and supports it, and if you did anything wrong, he’ll let you know once you’re in a state to hear it, not now when you need comfort
it’s hard to hear what vanta’s saying. it’s hard to hear your sniffles, too; it’s all muffled by fabric crinkling and the sound of vanta combing back your hair as you sob, careful not to let it get caught in your mess of tears and snot. his throat vibrates against your ear while he speaks.
“no one in their right mind would say you’re overreacting.” that’s the first thing you can decipher, and the only thing you need to hear. “no matter what. and i’ll remind you any day of the week that you’re doing fine no matter how you handle it.”
your sobs are interrupted by a squeeze as vanta holds you closer. reassurance that you’re his world even if you did everything wrong. “let it all out. i’ll be here every second.”
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🥽 Yu Q. Wilson
holds your face in his hands so he can thumb the tears away
the best thing he can do right now is let you talk, and be the one willing to listen
if your thoughts are too scrambled to explain why you’re upset then he’ll gather any comfort items you need. snacks, stuffed animals, physical contact, anything
he lets you get it all out first before he even thinks of saying anything since he doesn’t want to cut you off. instead a lot of his responses are nonverbal. he nods and squeezes your hand when you need encouragement
your breath is haggard by the time you finish spilling your guts. the storm of choked sobs has passed but now emptiness has taken its place, a hollow, dreadful feeling lodged in your throat as you hiccup. the only warmth you can feel is wilson’s jacket over your shoulders and his hand in yours.
his eyes have been closed for a while as he took in your feelings. it’s unusual seeing him so composed, but right now? it’s a welcome sight when the world feels like it’s crashing around you.
when wilson opens them again he holds you a little tighter. “thank you for trusting me,” he says slowly. “i’m not going to forget it, and i’m not going to ignore it either.
“but you don’t need to be tough all the time.” with his free hand he reaches out. his palm cups your cheek as a thumb curls around your tears, gently wiping them away. the corner of his lips curves up as he tends to you. “it’s going to work out in the end.”
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0okamiyuki · 11 months
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Doodled da oshis (●´∀`●)
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