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theinariakuma · 2 years
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Office Playtime
Ran Haitani x Petite!Fem!Reader
Tw: Mild Dark Content, overstimulation, name calling, size difference, daddy kink, dumbification, slight mind break, breeding, spitting, pet names, corrupt (fake) cop!Ran, Police Receptionist!Reader
Her breathing was heavy, her chest against the desk as Ran had one of her legs in his grasp. It was several months into playing a role as one of the transfer detectives to help Bonten.
Since "joining" the police force he couldn't keep his hands off the front desk girl. She was just so fun to play with.
"Y-you're too big..." Her mind too hazy to think straight as she felt his cock trying to bully it's way into her cunt..it didn't matter how often he fucked her, every time was like the first time.
"Then I guess we'll just have to break you in each time we do this, Princess." Ran couldn't help but grin as his cock pressed harder against her, feeling as he slowly sank into her cunt. Her grip around him was tight, but he knew she was overwhelmed already by the way her nails clawed at the wood of his desk.
"T-too much! I can't, I can't..." She couldn't take anymore, only half of his cock buried inside her, her cunt was a dripping, quivering mess. She wasn't sure if she'd break or cum first. Maybe both at the same time.
Ran instead roughly snapped his hips to hers, his hand covering her mouth before he did so. His cock roughly bottoming her out, pushing against her cervix--even pushing her belly out some, feeling her body trembling as instead of crying out like he thought she would, tears just slipped down her face as she came. He couldn't help but admire as she broke under him, a trembling, near convulsing mess.
When her body stopped trembling, he tilted her chin towards him, seeing her glazed over eyes, her jaw slackened.
"Did I make your brain break, baby? Did my cock just make you go stupid?" He couldn't help but mock her. She looked so pretty when she was broken and cock drunk.
He had no intention of stopping even as she came… he just wanted to watch her break again and again.
Each roll of his hips had her make some of the lewdest whines he'd ever heard. Cum leaking from around his cock, the way her eyes were crossed from the overwhelming pleasure.
"My little fuck doll can't even talk. Can she?" Ran mocked, he'd come deep inside her, her core filled to the brim with his see. "That's okay, means no complaining when I'm fucking a baby into your needy cunt.
"D-Daddy..." Was the only word she could make out. Every time his cock pushed against her cervix, her mind went blank. Every orgasm stole her thoughts.
"Shhh, no trying to talk." His fingers drew her chin down as he leaned over her, when her mouth was open, he just couldn't help but spit into her mouth, forcing her chin up to close her mouth so she made sure to swallow.
"My obedient you. My perfect, dumb cockslut." He crooned as he gave her the final load of the afternoon.
He loved seeing how limp she went over his desk.
Who knows, with any luck he might have actually fucked a baby into his pretty doll.
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literally what the fuck belobog
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the-kingshound · 10 months
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Well, hes...going.
When? Anytime.
Where? Anywhere.
Why? No reason.
Or at least thats what he thinks.
He went to war because he was needed, to be useful, he was never the type to let other people do all the work, so he likes to think that he's doing this willingly, that he's helping his people and defending what was right, but as time passes by the more blurred the line becomes, to the point where he could barely see past the guilt and remorse for the countless life he's taken, and over time he questions, is this right? Is it worth it?, But never has he let those thoughts drown him, he buries it deep along with those people he's seen in passing, he's in denial, in his mind his parents are doing what is right, and for everything to be right he has to go and do what he's told, and as payment for his parents who fed him and gave him a place to sleep on, he has to do as told, to defend his people, to show that he's grateful for everything his parents have done, and this marriage? Just another thing to accept, he considers himself to be more fortunate than most, so when he saw that child working he didn't think twice to help out, if only by doing one good deed he's suddenly forgiven, if only smiling at everyone he passes by and sending kind words, could erase the image of all those people's faces as the life slowly seeps out of their body and temporarily staining his skin, and to think that the reason he's still alive is because others are dead, causes his stomach to churn and his hands to shake, and now he's alone, in a room, in a place, filled with faces he's never seen, filled with people who's lost someone dear to them, all because he failed, so as self punishment for being a complete and utter failure, he refused any type of comfort he doesn't deserve, no warm baths, no overtly comfy beds, no kind faces that can be potentially hurt because of my own self loathing.
Nothing.
But why did it feel so good to receive something from such an innocent being when he knows they should be repulsed at the monster in front of them?
Would they have looked at me differently if they had known about the things I've done?, The people I've hurt?
Would they still accept me if they saw the wolf in sheep's clothing?
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Conversation
MC: Well, has Leonardo been wrong before?
Comte: How wide are we willing to open this up?
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mochibunnies3 · 2 months
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Amazing nickname Arthur.
Help he’s just standing there like 🙂
(Doing Vincent’s route and it’s currently 60% Arthur 😂)
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saikitsu · 2 years
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congratulations to diavolo for picking the worst possible representatives of the average human experience for the exchange program
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doodlboy · 11 months
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Idr if I ever posted this but ✨️low effort mc!el hand✨️
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ddlcpoly · 1 month
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Day 24: Night
*Sayori is sitting in the roof of her house, staring at the stars in the sky. She hears a someone coming up the ladder that leads from her room’s balcony to her room. She looks down*
MC: Yo.
Sayori: Hey.
MC, climbing up and sitting next to her: What’s up?
Sayori: The stars.
MC: I mean with you.
Sayori: Eh, just some small rainclouds. Nothing too bad, just kinda felt kinda sad and couldn’t sleep, so I came up here for fresh air.
MC: Oh, yeah, I get you.
Sayori: You do?
MC: I mean I haven’t faced rainclouds like you, but I sometimes used to binge watch a romance anime till like 3 am and then just feel kinda empty, I guess? Like I was hit with my current reality, and well, yeah… it’s probably nothing compared to what you have to deal with daily.
*Sayori nudges him with her elbow and then rests her head on his shoulder*
Sayori: Don’t compare your problems with mine you dummy. But I think you get it. It’s just sometimes life can be pretty sad and you just have to slow down, I guess.
MC: Yeah, I think that’s what I was trying to say.
*Sayori Giggles. They both look up at the starry sky*
Sayori: Yuri, could probably make a pretty good poem out of how the stars look right now.
MC: Yeah and it’d be a banger.
*They both chuckle*
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dilfenthusiast · 2 months
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The funniest thing I like to be a little elitist over is my dedication to realism with my RPG player characters vs other people’s IMVU modded IG glam filter thot baddies. The best part about Baldur’s Gate was the little “age” slider where I could give my character smile lines and crows feet! I slid that about halfway bc I am imagining my girl is like 35 and has spent most of her life on the streets or outside in the sun with no spf and she’s drank and spent sleepless nights hunting and even her elf dna can’t save her from aging!! I get so excited when cutscenes show her from a 3/4 angle and I can see her scars and wrinkles and age spots and freckles! And then I see other people with the sexy pouty filler lips, smoldering makeup, thick luscious Pinterest ass hair and skimpy clothes and I laugh. “Amazing wing mod for fairy wings” well my characters is middle aged and looks like it. I’m not contributing to the unrealistic beauty standards in fiction or real life. She has age spots.
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^^ (me acting superior and judgmental over other people’s fictional single player video games choices that in no way affect me)
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i haven’t seen anyone capitalize on the idea of rook calling yuu/mc “mon petit chou” and having yuu/mc, with a minimal understanding of french, going “why are you calling me a small cabbage???”
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Petition to make a new ship
Obey me! MC x trouble
( They always getting their a$$ in trouble )
trust me T H I S is way better than all the boys combined
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strawbeaniie · 1 year
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Working on a late birthday thing for Beel and these I am just so soft for these them
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nightwardenminthara · 3 months
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my enjoyment of playing cowards is not conducive to my desire to play video games
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semena--mertvykh · 10 months
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Où l'on reparle du Canada
Truc de ouf, comme dirait Simon.
Juste au moment où je ne l'attendais plus, j'ai eu un retour de la responsable du Master Musico de l'Université de Louvain. Je l'avais contactée il y a bien... 300 ans, en lui décrivant succinctement mon niveau, pour lui demander si çà lui semblait suffisant pour intégrer son Master recherche.
Et la meuf ne m'avait mais JAMAIS recontactée. J'en ai déduit 1) qu'elle avait suivi le stage "C'est tellement fun de laisser les mails sans réponse" avec Sexy et que 2) je pouvais aller mourir en enfer.
Entre temps, comme vous le savez tous-tes, il y a eu :
-- le responsable du Master Musico de Saint-Etienne, qui a essayé de me vendre le cursus de sa collègue (fail)
-- la Licence Musico à Paris 8 que j'ai essayé d'accrocher au rattrapage, sur Parcoursup (re-fail)
-- et la réponse de l'EHESS, sur laquelle je jetterai un silence contrit (fail, fail, FAIL !!!!).
Subséquemment, après un léger passage à vide temps d'adaptation
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j'ai commencé à accepter la perspective de reprendre un poste dans mon ancienne administration. J'en avais même repéré un, pile dans ma nouvelle spécialité, et je me donnais deux ans pour mettre de l'argent de côté puis finir mes études au Québec (et ne jamais remettre les pieds dans ce vieux pays qui m'a si peu aimée et à qui je l'ai si bien rendu).
C'est, bien sûr, juste à ce moment-là, comme je renonçais à l'option Louvain, que j'ai été recontactée par la Responsable, qui reprenait le fil de l'échange comme si on s'était quittées la veille. Et j'ai compris que Louvain restait LE choix à faire quand j'ai vu l'effet de son mail sur mon moral
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et quelques jours après on se parlait sur zoom, et elle m'a tellement bien vendu le truc que j'ai signé tout de suite.
Le Fun Fact arrive maintenant :
Round 1 : il y a quelques mois, quand j'ai fait mes prévisions de transits planétaires pour 2023, j'ai repéré le passage d'Uranus sur le Milieu du Ciel, en juillet-août. J'en ai déduit : "Ah, il y aura un déménagement à cette date". Comme je prévoyais déjà, à l'époque, de poursuivre en Musicologie, et qu'il y avait très peu de chances que je sois acceptée sur la région parisienne, je n'ai pas été surprise. J'ai songé que le plan poursuite d'études en province se confirmait, la preuve : même les astres le disaient.
Round 2 : quand mes projets sont partis en sucette, les uns après les autres, et qu'il est devenu patent que j'allais rester sur Paris en 2023/2024, j'ai eu un peu de mal à y croire ; Uranus passera bien sur le méridien en juillet-août, c'est un fait, et on est d'accord :
Uranus conjoint à l'axe MC/FC = changement d'orientation professionnelle + de lieu de vie
Mais j'ai fini par l'accepter en mode fataliste, Et comme quoi, il faut pas prendre l'interprétation trop au pied de la lettre, et patati et patata.
Round 3 : quand la bonne nouvelle de Louvain est arrivée et que j'ai réalisé que j'allais passer les deux prochaines années de ma vie en Belgique, j'ai éprouvé un curieux mélange de satisfaction incrédule (DONC, l'interprétation était correcte !!) et d'effroi (mais alors, c'était vraiment écrit ??!!).
=> la fille qui s'amuse à faire des prédictions astro depuis des années et qui s'aperçoit que c'est méga flippant quand on prend çà au sérieux
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Du coup, j'ai embarqué mes éphémérides et on a passé toute la soirée d'hier, avec Yéti et Astrolab, à revérifier le pas d'Uranus aux axes, ces trente dernières années, puis à établir les prévisions au natal jusqu'en 2029, pour savoir quelle sera ma meilleure année pour m'expatrier au Québec. Le tout en vidant tranquillement la bouteille de Manzana
=> et çà se confirme, je reprends doucement mais sûrement le chemin de l'alcoolisme tout court mondain. Vous croyez quand même pas qu'il n'y a pas de prix à payer pour cette vie de rêve qui est la mienne ?
Et le nombre de fois où ces deux débiles attachants se sont payés ma tête parce que je continue à utiliser des tables papier imprimées dans un livre
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sauf qu'hier, astrodienst était en rideau pour maintenance et ("AH AH !! Vous êtes bien contents que j'aie ramené mes éphémérides papier !!"), j'ai eu mon petit triomphe mesquin.
(et la pensée, cette nuit, qui m'a traversée comme un éclair de chaleur au ras de l'horizon : c'est à cause de lui que tu veux partir ?
Disons que je voulais partir depuis longtemps, et que les évènements de cette année, c'est le déclencheur. C'est comme le harcèlement au Bureau des travaux, en 2018, qui m'a poussée à quitter mon administration. Il y a un moment où tout/tous semblent conspirer pour te renvoyer le même message, du début à la fin : tu n'es pas à ta place ici. Tu n'es pas des nôtres. On n'a pas de place pour toi.
Cette année, Sexy m'a juste servi une variante un peu plus raffinée : que tu sois là ou pas, çà ne fait aucune différence. T'as pas le bon âge, pas le bon parcours et tu viens pas du bon milieu : t'existes même pas en fait).
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Conan "Haibara's smart and she's oddly kind to animals" Edogawa
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Well, gonna miss today’s TNA chapter drop so I won’t be able to assess the clusterfuck that awaits til much later...... all the more time to mentally brace myself for it, though.
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