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#blood on his knuckles
bi-writes · 1 month
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can't stop thinking about dark!simon with a sunshine!curvy!fem!reader, it's gnawing at my brain. (18+)
greeting him when he comes home in a little apron with dough smeared across your cheeks. you're bouncing in the kitchen, giggling as you wrap your arms around his neck. one burly arm hooks around your waist as he palms one side of your ass, and you kiss his lips over his blood-soaked mask again and again as you coo, "missed you so much, made you chocolate chip..."
you talk and talk and talk and talk. you're always talking. you're always whispering in his ear and chattering as he drives and telling him some story about something he missed while he was gone as you tidy up the flat. you never stop talking, never run out of things to tell him, and despite the monotone voice and the lack of response, he hears every single word that you say, and he forgets nothing. when he makes his way back on base, johnny is waiting, eager to hear an update about the receptionist at your work and if she is actually sleeping with your manager.
you wash his clothes without even blinking. you're at the sink, a bucket of cold, suddy water there as you scrub at his shirt. there's peroxide at the side, and you use a delicate hand as you scrub at the stains on it. ghost watches from the doorway as you hum to yourself, in a little pair of shorts with your hair tied up as you rinse the shirt clean. blood runs down the drain, and his shirt is clean as new.
you always find some kind of weapon around the house. you bend down to brush crumbs off the kitchen chairs, and you scold simon with a glossy pout because he left a bloody knife taped under the table. you whine when you find a grenade sitting in the same drawer you keep your tampons in. you complain when you take out the jar of rice to make dinner, and there's a small handgun hidden between the grains. but your face always softens when he cups your cheeks with two big hands, kissing you warmly, muttering, "gotta keep y'safe, luvvie...know there's a bloody line waitin' for a taste of y'r cunny, baby."
you visit him on base once in light wash denim and a white tshirt, sneakers hitting the linoleum and purse swinging as you wave at him. he's standing in front of a line of privates, watching them do jumping jacks, and his eyes light up a little when he sees you waving at him enthusiastically. when he finally makes it to you, he shoves you into the nearest supply closet and tugs your jeans down just enough to fit his cock between your thighs. when he's walking you out, the boys watch as you cling to simon's arm, a lovesick grin on your sweaty face as you flutter your lashes up at him.
he loves when your manicured hands touch him. scratching along his scalp, tracing the edge of his jaw, cupping the bulge in his pants. you're so sweet, the most giggly girl, and he loves tasting the strawberry of your gloss as you make him cum with your hand, cooing against his lips about how strong he is, how much you love him, how you would do anything for him.
he loves it most when you see him for what he really is. when he comes home battered and bruised, bloody clothes sticking to him, a snarl to his voice and the adrenaline of an op still pumping through his veins. he loves that nothing about him scares you. that even like this, you lean up on your toes and kiss him softly, that you get some of the blood and dirt smudges on the pink of your pajama pants, and you don't care, that he strangled a man with these very hands only hours ago, and you still want him to touch you.
he loves that you love him. that when he feeds his cock into you that night, in nothing but your baby pink lingerie, that you barely need any prep at all from how wet you are. thick thighs spreading apart, sticky slick shining on your skin, cunt nice and ready for him because you have missed him that much. he loves that no matter how ugly he feels, you always find him attractive, that no matter how many people he tells you that he killed tonight, all you do is smile and pucker your lips, and tell him, "it's okay, teddy bear, they deserved it, didn't they?" and yeah, they did, cause it is kill or be killed, and there is no universe where ghost does not fight to get back here, to get back to this pretty pussy, to get back to the bed he shares with you so he can watch those pretty tits bounce every time he fucks his cock into you.
ghost loves his pretty girl. all smiles. all soft, so cute, just perfect. ghost casts a shadow over the room, and you just brighten it right back up. ghost tracks blood into the house, and there you are to cover it all up with citrus and soap.
yeah. always just sunshine and smiles at home.
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rosdevw2 · 1 month
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⚠️Blood warning⚠️
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The iblis trigger
me: I don't feel like drawing anything and also I have to study for my exams
The knuckles series
me: YEAHHHH MF!!!!
So anyways the knuckles series sure was a series! I loved seeing my son so much, he was so cute and precious <3
I was always wondering why his fists here on fire in the trailer and then you're telling me he killed memphis tennessee!? and you told me that in a fucking musical!?!?!? Listen– I know it was probably just to reference the games and he's not really the iblis trigger, BUT, what if he was? I mean c'mon, it's knuckles, he does not seem like the type to cry easily, so something REALLY BAD has to happen for him to cry >:) think of the angts material!!! PLEASE I wanna see more iblis trigger knuckles content here 🙏
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rdostuff · 5 months
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Feral!JD protects his lil bro (from some scary shit, figure out for yourself what it is)
Feral JD belongs to: @draco-after-dark
took reference from the crazy Neytiri
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synesthete-sylke · 8 months
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they never left the desert...
gift for my desertduo-obsessed friend @kindledrose, love you trr hope you like it <3
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exx-bee · 1 month
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ggod forbid women do anything
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guardian-of-da-gay · 10 months
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Knuckles Wachowski who grew up with people chasing him, the last echidna, to use as a weapon or enjoy as an oddity, hearing stories of the savage, greedy echidnas who were vanquished by the noble, wise owls (echidnas who may or may not have even been real!) and this is all out in the open; common knowledge around the galaxy: Knuckles. Last echidna (that possibly fictitious species from the villains.wiki page). "Most Dangerous Warrior in the Galaxy" -- a title earned via involuntary participation in the Casino World coliseums.
And then he comes to earth where nobody knows any of these things about him or his people and he's not gonna tell them because why invite more of that into his life (also, he asked, and his trauma said he can’t show any weakness Or Else).
Only one who knows anything (and thus has context for some of Knuckles' more bizarre behavior and hang-ups)? Tails. Who is eight.
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yk if i didn't grow up in a constant state of emotional repression, id probably be a disaster right now
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hasello · 10 months
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HI HELLO LOVES
I wanted to practice fuller illustrations and it kinda turned into a little comic x)
The trio went on their own adventures and Sonic had to deal with some stuff on his own and ofc never bothered to rest or ask for help - so Vanilla went mother mode and called them to come back to make him rest <3
also sorry if the pages look different from one another, but this took me like 2 months and every page was done in a different time lol
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daikunart · 2 years
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-𝙸 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎 .𝙸 𝚆𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝙻𝚎𝚝 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝙶𝚘 𝚃𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝙰𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗
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poindexters-labratory · 9 months
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No idea how to describe how I feel about him
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rabbitesque · 2 months
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a lil draft bc this is all ive been doing for the past 5 hours but .. they bond over their slutty waists and sharp teeth and then scam u out of ur mortgage
ft. @voxistem !!
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khaotungsfirst · 9 months
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the introduction of charn's ex has me in TEARS
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vivyen-qwq · 1 year
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This scene really caught my attention. I thought he would go crazy or something. ÔwÔ
Wasn't Rouge the one who was addicted to juwels???
Oh well nevermind. Knuckles is a treasure hunter too. xD
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His fangs tho! >∆<
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echoleo · 1 year
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healing isn't easy.
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mythicandco · 1 year
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thinking abt the blorbos but they aren’t even rotating. they’re just sitting there and it’s very intense
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peachiesnake · 1 month
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there needs to be more soul eater aus btw start questioning whether your faves are weapons or meisters only then will you understand me
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