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#thanks so much for the ask anon!
penumbratrolls · 27 days
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midnim, what would your younger self think of you now? how would they feel?
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"I'd say that young3r m3 would pro8a8ly 83 proud of how far w3'v3 com3. Th3 fact that w3'r3 in a sta8l3 housing and comfort situation would pro8a8ly 8low his littl3 gru8 mind. Also th3 fact that w3 MAK3 vid3ogam3s would pro8a8ly mak3 his littl3 h3ad 3xplod3. I don't think my Mom would approv3 at th3 tim3 though." -he giggles to himself- "I imagin3 sh3'd pro8a8ly 8uzz at m3 dissaprovingly… don't ask how I know that… anyway¡ Thanks for th3 gr3at qu3stion"
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alrightbuckaroo · 28 days
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Hi, excited about your parisian summer sequel. At the same time feeling bad for Michael. He seems to be a good guy. But his heart is going to break. Whom do you visualize as Michael while writing? Have you put a face to him?
Hey there, anon!
I'm excited you're excited! I plan to start working on it within the next week or two, but I won't lie, I've been working on it every now and then ever since I finished summer slipped us underneath her tongue. I just can't stay away hahah.
Michael will definitely be going through it to an extent, but I definitely plan to have him and TK be very, very much in love before things eventually start to go awry.
I want there to be so much love between them because I want it to be so obvious he doesn't see Michael as a placeholder for Carlos, which in turn, makes TK's journey that much more difficult. He misses Carlos, but he'll miss Michael too.
I was super adamant about making it obvious there was no villain in the break-up in summer slipped us underneath her tongue, and that's a trend I hope to carry through to this one, for sure.
For the moment, I'm visualizing Sam Clalfin circa 2019. It's a little too early to tell if that'll stick, (I've been going through the ringer trying to figure out who I want to cast as Enzo) but I think it will.
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Imagine running into this face while strolling through the Drama section of a book store; I'd marry him too!
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garbria · 2 years
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Prompt: Accidentally finding a tickle spot with Luche, Tredd, and Pelna! If you get to this prompt or not please know that you are amazing and deserve love, luck and peace! Keep writing!
Pelna stalked through the camp looking for Tredd, before finally spotting Luche. “Hey! Have you seen Tredd?”
Luche looked up from what he was doing. “What’s that idiot done now?”
Pelna scowled. “I know I saw him limping, but he never showed up at the medical tent.”
Luche snorted. “I know where the idiot will be hiding. Come on.”
Luche led Pelna to an out of the way corner behind the comm tent, hidden by a tree, where sure enough, Tredd was huddled on the ground.
Luche nudged Tredd with his foot. “You’re supposed to get checked out when you’re injured.”
Tredd glared up at him. “I’m FINE.”
Pelna snorted. “You’re not. Now are you going to let me look you over, or am I going to have to have Luche hold you down?”
Tredd glared at both of them, but neither Luche nor Pelna were impressed. He scowled at the ground before nodding. “Fine.”
Pelna squatted down next to him. “Where does it hurt?”
Tredd just scowled at him and didn’t say anything.
Luche huffed, and squatted next to Pelna. He poked Tredd in the side. “Don’t be more of an idiot than usual.”
Tredd glared. “I twisted my knee, okay? It’ll be fine.”
“Let me be the judge of that.” Pelna leaned over and hand on Tredd’s knee. He felt around the knee, taking note of what caused Tredd to hiss. It didn’t feel too bad, just a sprain. When he touched the back of Tredd’s knee, he jerked and pulled away. Pelna immediately grabbed Tredd’s leg to keep him from hurting himself, and felt the area again. Tredd twitched again, but Pelna didn’t see pain in Tredd’s face.
Pelna sat back, unable to keep the smile from his face. “Are you ticklish?”
“Not a fucking word,” Tredd growled, but he couldn’t hide the red on the tips of his ears.
Pelna hid his laugh in a cough.
Luche smirked. “Oh, I’m definitely using this against you at some point.”
“I hate you both,” Tredd muttered.
Pelna coughed again. “Try to keep your weight off that leg for a day or two.”
“Come on, Luche, let’s leave him to his sulking.” Pelna pulled Luche up with him and dragged him away before he could say something else.
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Hauyne for the worldbuilding oc questions? (If you're still doing it of course)
Oh you bet I'm still doing that!
Full name: Artemis "Hauyne" Viator
Nicknames: Remi (Orion), Light (Marianette), Little Dove (Karen)
Gender: Female, she/her but uses they/them for reasons
Orientation: Demisexual Biromantic
Age: 16 (as of chapter 15)
Birthday: December 22
Zodiac: Capricorn
Major Good Traits: Kind, loyal, brave, selfless, perceptive and resourceful
Major Flaws: Sometimes her anger can get the better of her and makes her lash out violently, which can strain her friendships. Also, she has a very low sense of self-worth, which makes her insecure about her relationships to the point that she'll run herself ragged - very frequently to her own detriment - for the sake of others as proof that she's worth keeping around. She also has a bad habit of bottling up her negative emotions and issues. 
Goals: Her foremost priorities are to ensure that her promise to Variya is fulfilled and making sure that all of her friends survive what's to come. Conquering the Aevium League is currently the least of her concerns, though who's to say she wouldn't attempt to realise her childhood dream of becoming Champion once everything calms down?
Fears: Being abandoned.
Optimistic or Pessimistic? - Hauyne would claim that she's cynical, when she actually more of an idealist. If there's the possibility that she'd succeed, there's no way she wouldn't go for it.
Introvert, extrovert or ambivert? - Definitely introvert.
Empathetic or un-empathetic? - Empathetic, though she struggles to express it.
Do they wait and plan, or dive right in? - If given the chance, she prefers to plan and scheme carefully. It doesn't mean that she doesn't know how to think on her feet; in fact, she's a natural at improvisation.
Do they go with the flow or forge their own path? - Hauyne's a pretty driven and fiercely independent character, so she would rather forge her own path.
Other defining traits? - She struggles to let her guard down, mostly because of her history. It's only when she's around people she trusts or when she's alone that she can express her true self without restraint.
Who's their family? - She has an older biological brother, Orion. She also considers her friend group as family, though Tesla and Amber are her unofficial (but they plan to change that ASAP) adoptive family.
Where are they from? - Hauyne is from the real world, just like you and I. She used to live in a (fictional) seaside village in the southern parts of the Malay Penisular notorious for its alleged supernatural phenomena.
Where do they live now? - Technically she's homeless, though currently residing at Sashila Village.
Do they have a job? If so, what is it? - Not really, unless you count being a trainer as a job. There's also her role as the Interceptor, but that doesn't really count.
How are they with technology? - Quite good, despite the stereotypes about village bumpkins being inept with technology. It's nothing fancy; she just knows enough to get by and maybe even fix some minor technical issues.
Connections to religion or spirituality? - Hauyne’s not particularly religious. She’s aware that higher powers exist, but she doesn’t revere them as gods. If anything, she regards them as entities to be treated with caution and grudging respect.  
Powers and/or magic? - She has quite an arsenal of powers, to be honest. However, most of her powers (i.e. fire and electricity manipulation, aura manipulation, and the ability to understand Pokemon) are derived from her inherent aura abilities. The rest (i.e. immortality, enhanced body, her Paladin form) came from her being the Interceptor and the host of Adrest.    
Connections to the lore? - Hauyne’s story takes place in an alternate Aevium, so canon lore doesn’t fully explain her role other than as Interceptor she’s expected to change the course of fate. It’s a super long exposition dump, so I’ll have to make a different post to explain everything in-depth.  
Favourite season/weather? - She loves fall and winter, while her favourite weather is thunderstorms.
Favourite place? - Sheridan Village. She enjoys the serene and mystical atmosphere there (which is why she's damn pissed when Texen turned it into a glorified rave party)
Favourite food? - Chocolates. She has an incorrigible sweet tooth.
Favourite clothes/accessories? - Her feathered hairpiece, because it's the only memento she has of her deceased birth mother.
Favourite 'mon? - Absol, but has a soft spot for Eevee
Favourite mode of transportation? - She likes riding on her Corviknight and sometimes does so to de-stress.
Favourite holiday? - Hauyne doesn't really have one. Any day where she gets to spend time with her friends is a good one in her books.
Hobbies? - In no particular order of preference, drawing, reading, singing (only when she’s alone), napping, creating new custom moves, sightseeing, nature walks and flying. 
Favourite thing about themself? - You’re kidding, right? 
Best friends: Aelita, Melia, Venam, Ren, Erin
Closest family member: Technically Orion, but it’s gotten really distant since they haven’t seen each other since Hauyne was a little girl. So that position goes to the von Brandts for now. 
Partner: She isn’t dating anyone, though she does harbour romantic feelings for Erin
What organisations/clubs are they a part of? - She’s an honourary member of Team Bladestar after Florin took over and invited her onboard. Other than that, not really, unless the Sashila gang counts (she’s co-leader with Aelita). 
Who are her antagonists? - The same as canon, though there’s an OC antagonist which is - simply put - the personification of her negative/darker emotions and her split personality. Hauyne herself is a split personality, though the dominant one and is unaware of this up until her Nightmare Realm. 
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monterraverde · 7 months
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Since Halloween is sneaking up on us what sort of fun activities or costumes do you have planned for the spookiest night of the year? Do you have any fun traditions or treats that you're looking forward to?
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"Well, here's a picture of the costume I was wearing at the Midnight parade, still plan to make use of it this year just because it was fun to wear. It's supposed to emulate a Flygon!"
"As for traditions, Paldea usually goes pretty hard with their Halloween celebrations. It lasts for three days, Starting October 31st to November 2nd. Usually it was days for prayer and celebrations of life, but recently the tradition of placing family photos on an ofrenda and wearing elaborate calavera costumes has become popular. Giant fiestas and parades are held on the 31st- usually in Mesa Goza- and then November 1st is an intimate day spent with family remembering and celebrating deceased loved ones, and then on November 2nd, everyone goes to the graveyards to clean their family's graves and leave fresh flowers. Schools and businesses close for these days to allow people to be home with their families."
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A hard sigh, and she rubs her arms. "We believe that you're only truly dead when you're forgotten, so this is how we keep their memory alive... I have to return to Paldea for a couple days for this, I pray the world doesnt fall apart while I'm gone."
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egophiliac · 4 months
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What do you like about the Diasomnia boys if I may ask?
I always love hearing about the different reasons people enjoy characters.
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I mean, c'mon. he has split custody over Sebek okay
also, Lilia in particular has maybe the best timeskip character development of all time
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#art#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland spoilers#twisted wonderland episode 7 spoilers#twisted wonderland book 7 spoilers#twisted wonderland episode 7 chapter 4 spoilers#twisted wonderland book 7 chapter 4 spoilers#stage in playful land#i hope this is legible whoops#anon i am sorry but you made the fatal mistake of asking me to talk about diasomnia#insert 'i just think they're neat' jpg#i do like the other characters a lot but they are definitely my favorites#they just hit a lot of my favorite things in characters i guess!#yes even you sebek even though you keep shrieking NINGEN at me#(it's okay he gets Character Development™ later)#and their dynamic! it's great! these guys frikking love each other SO much and they WILL have terrible terrible angst about it#ohoho delicious#give me all your emotional hangups baybeeeee#also somewhere in there i went from 'i like them all equally (but lilia is the most fun to draw)'#to 'lilia is absolutely my favorite (and still the most fun to draw) (EVEN MORE fun now thank you swishy ponytail!)'#(it was probably when his candy coating got a little scratched and whoops all the tragedy fell out)#(where's that 'get loved loser' post because i need to staple it to lilia's forehead)#i am extremely bad at putting things into words so please don't ask me to explain it any further#just know that the diafam is everything to me and if we don't get more episode 7 soon i'm going to crumble into dust and blow away#we'll be getting the crowleytimes on monday and maybe there will be. idk. some foreshadowing or something in his groovy#probably not but LOOK i'm desperate
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krispyt · 11 months
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💗?
Hello hello!!
Well...yes. There is, specifically for this enemies to lovers hananene wip I miraculously had the energy to continue lately - problem is, it's the last part. Yes,, like I mean the last three paragraphs.
I edited my outline a few days ago because I had a better idea, and now I'm at this weird state wherein I want to write the last part so badly already but can't because I have to finish the preceding parts to actually write the last part the way I intend to be. Of course, I can't say what it's about yet, but it might be because this part eventually turned out to be my favorite section from just the edited outline alone fjskfh
So yes, I literally can't wait. I'm trying 😭
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plumadot · 3 months
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Your art is so cute 🥺. I wanna put it in my mouth and have a little chomp. They’re all such little guys and I love them so much.
if you’re still taking requests I would love to see how you draw Joel
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funny bug in a pretty corset
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fearsideshow · 1 year
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How do I stop being so sad?
❝   The   advice   I   may   have   to   give   may   be   limited,   my   dear   friend;   that   said,   I've   come   to   learn   the   answer   isn't   to   pretend.   If   you   turn   away   from   your   problems,   they   won't   vanish   without   a   trace.   Instead,   you   must   look   them   right   in   the   face.   ❞
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❝   When   you   put   your   joy   into   your   own   hands,   you   become   the   one   to   control   where   it   lands.   ❞
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tubbytarchia · 28 days
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jimmy stream watcher here i havent watched most of this stream but he did run into glass. like a bird
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amazing. I'm so proud of him
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aveloka-draws · 3 months
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I thought the anon asks were more like the Lighthouse cultists. Also worshiping, but distant and through text and art.
O I actually like that take a lot!
But also its so funny imagining them just peeking over the stone barriers of the camp and just
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naivegh0ul · 6 months
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OKAY BUT how about Older¡Ghost extremely jealous when his neighbor (reader) brings someone to her house to fuck with her? He would be extremely mad about it, but couldn't help but hear her moans and whimpers, wishing it was him instead making her feel good. (And to be honest, she may only did that to caught Ghost's attention )
YESSS god I love the idea of jealous Older!Ghost (it took me way too answer this i am so so so sorry anon!!!)
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(warnings: smut, fem reader, older!ghost, jealousy, blowjobs, face fucking)
(word count: 1908)
It's 3am and Ghost hasn't gotten an ounce of sleep. How could he, when he can hear you moaning so sweetly through the walls. This has been a nightly occurrence. Ghost would go to bed, lay there for a while as he scrolled through pictures of you on his phone, and then the moaning would start.
The first time it happened, Ghost brushed it off, he's heard you pleasuring yourself through the walls before. Hell, he's even watched you. But this time you sounded different. Not so breathy, more high-pitched. Exaggerated.
The second time, he heard the creaking noise. Your bed must be rocking back and forth. Again, not the first time Ghost has heard that, but it is the first time he's heard grunts to go along with it.
Now, at three o'clock in the morning, Ghost has finally had enough. He climbs out of bed, feeling angry and annoyed. Angry that his sleep is being disrupted, and annoyed that he's hard from your moans.
He storms out of bed and out of his house, making his way towards your home in only a pair of grey sweatpants and socks, the imprint of his hard cock visible at the front of his sweats.
There's no response when Ghost knocks the first time, so he goes to knock again but your front door swings open before he can. "Mr. Riley!" You exclaim, slightly out of breath. "W-what's the matter?"
Ghost looks you up and down not so discreetly, noting the fact that one of your pant legs is riding up a little, and your shirt is up slightly, revealing the hickies and bite marks littering your stomach.
A twinge of jealousy filled Ghost at the sight. He has no right to be jealous, he knows that, but he is. You are his. Not officially, but you belong to Ghost. He knows what you like, how to crook his fingers to make you cry out his name, what filthy things to say to make you an embarrassed, whining mess.
That man in your bed probably has no idea what to do, he most likely just whipped his dick out and tried to put it in you, not even bothering to make you cum on his fingers first. He's probably your age, too. Young, immature, thinks with his dick.
Ghost can feel himself getting riled up the more he thinks about that stupid guy in your house. Ghost's is gonna give him what he deserves, the second he leaves your house Ghost is gonna wrap his hands around his throat and watch the life bleed from him-
"Simon?" Your sweet voice coos, pulling Ghost out of his spiraling thoughts. "Have a nice night." Ghost grunts out, turning away and walking straight back to his house.
Going to your house was a bad idea. You're a grown woman, for God's sake. He should leave you alone and stop being such an obsessive old man.
The sound of your sock-covered feet hitting the pavement has Ghost turning around before he enters his house. "Simon!" You say, looking up at him as you come to a stop on his front doorstep. "What's wrong? Is everything okay?" There's clear concern in your eyes, making Ghost's heart melt.
"'M fine, love. Don't worry 'bout me." Ghost sighs, reaching forward to ruffle your hair. "Go back inside, 'm sure your guest is waitin' for you."
Ghost tries to turn around again but your hands reach out and grab the waistband of his joggers. "He..." You mumble, looking down at your feet. "He doesn't make me feel as good as you do." You admit as you glance up at Ghost with pleading, desperate eyes.
"Love..." Ghost sighs again "'M too old for you, alright? Go back inside, pretty girl." He leans forward and kisses your forehead softly and strokes your hair before pulling back.
Suddenly, you're on your knees in front of him, hands tugging at his waistband. "Please, Simon?" You coo, palming him through his joggers. Ghost swears under his breath, cock twitching and his hands curling into fists as he fights off the urge to give in.
No, he gave in once. He got his fill, he shouldn't be greedy. But you look so pretty in front of him, kneeling on the hard concrete, your face so close to his throbbing cock.
"You really want this, don't you?" Ghost says as he rubs the bridge of his nose. "Come on, get up. Don't want you kneeling on the concrete." Ghost reaches down and pulls you up, guiding you into his house.
Once the door is shut, you sink to your knees again, eager to please Ghost. "Fuck, you're eager." Ghost breathes as he undoes the ties on his sweatpants, pushing the garment down past his hips, exposing his cock to you.
He watches as your throat bobs and you swallow, your hands sliding up and down his thighs impatiently. Ghost wraps a hand around himself and strokes himself a few times, watching as you shuffle forward and open your mouth.
"Just this once." Ghost thinks to himself as he grabs the back of your head and slowly pushes his cock inside your waiting mouth, groaning loudly as the feeling of your warm, wet mouth engulfs him.
His hand guides you up and down the length of his cock, his fingers tangled in your hair and tugging ever so slightly. He has to fight the urge to buck forward, to fuck into your mouth as you drool all over him.
When he feels your hand on his balls suddenly, he jolts, a moan being shocked out of him as you gently roll them in your hand. "Attagirl," Ghost praises softly, barely audible over the sound of your slurping and gagging as you try to pleasure him at your pace, not his.
Ghost lets you do what you want, letting go of your hair and watching as you scoot forward and take more of Ghost into your mouth. It's a delicious sight, seeing your mouth stretching around him as your fingers wrap around the base of Ghost's cock.
You move further down Ghost's shaft each time, taking more and more of him. Your lips bump into your fingers as you take away one each time, building yourself up until finally you've got Ghost's cock buried deep in your throat, your neck bulging ever so slightly.
"Fuuuck," Ghost groans as he throws his head back, bumping it into the wall. His hips jerk, forcing himself further down your throat and making his heavy balls slap against your face. When you swallow around him, it takes everything in him not to cum right then and there. He has to pull you back so he can control himself.
You're pulled off with a wet cough, one hand holding your throat while the other wipes the spit from your mouth. "Why'd you stop?" You rasp as you look up at Ghost, licking your lips.
"Got close." You tilt your head at his explanation. "Why didn't you just cum then?" Your hand finds its way back to Ghost's cock, your thumb and forefinger gently pulling back Ghost's foreskin as you wait for a response.
"Didn't know if... mhm, if you wanted me to." He pauses mid-sentence as you wrap your lips around his tip, lapping the milky white precum beading from his slit. Your tongue digs under his foreskin, licking him teasingly.
You're so good at this, making Ghost feel like he has no control and you're in charge when you're only giving him a blowjob. You're not even doing anything special, not ordering him around or trying to be dominant, you're just gently suckling on his cock and now you've got him wrapped around your finger.
And it's not fair. Ghost wants to fuck a pretty girl like you with no repercussions, but he knows that's not possible, the moment they're having explains that all away. You can't get pleasure from anyone other than Ghost, and he can't stop himself from pleasuring you.
He's trying so hard to focus and what you're doing, but the way your hand strokes him and your tongue laps at him has him feeling floaty and drunk so he doesn't notice when he starts thrusting his hips forward slowly, fucking into the wet heat of your mouth.
Your hands hold onto his hairy thighs as he gently fucks your mouth, your nails scratching lightly as you let him do what he wants. He sounds so gorgeous, breathy moans and groans escaping his throat as he rocks his hips.
You watch him, big eyes looking up at Ghost curiously as you swallow. He looks so good from where you're kneeling, mindless yet focused as he moves you up and down on his cock like you're a toy, just a thing for his pleasure.
And you let him. You let him drag you along his cock or hold you still so he can fuck into your mouth; you let him lose himself as he stares into your teary, lustful eyes.
"So pretty down there." Ghost mumbles, slurring his words as if he's drunk on the feeling of you. "Perfect little mouth, so warm..." His hand moves from the back of your head to the side, Ghost's other hand joining in as he holds you still and slowly thrusts into your mouth, letting out breathy little grunts each time.
He's close, you can tell from the way his breathing speeds up and hips move faster, eagerly bucking into your mouth. Ghost gets rough when he's close, you know that, so you're prepared when he adjusts his stance and grips your head tighter, pulling you down so your nose is buried in the thick hair at the base of his cock.
"Fuuuck," Ghost groans as he feels your throat contract, watches as your eyes water and your hands grip his thigh. "Good fucking girl, takin' me so well." His thumb swipes below your eye, wiping away your tears as his hips snap against your face, balls slapping your chin.
"'M close," He pants, feeling his cock twitch in your mouth. "You gonna swallow it like a good girl?" At his words, you moaned, eyebrows pinching as you scooted forward on the floor and licked at the sensitive vein on the underside of Ghost's cock.
“Yeah, ‘s what I thought.” His hands tighten their hold on your head, pulling you closer to him. You’re a gagging, drooling mess, hands planted in your lap as you hear Ghost let out a loud, long moan, his hips stilling as he forces his cock further into your mouth, spilling his seed down your throat.
When Ghost finally lets you off – after holding you there for an unreasonable amount of time – you splutter and cough, one hand gingerly holding your throat while the other wipes your mouth.
You stand up after a moment, knees clicking and cracking from being so stiff and you look at Ghost with a tiny smile on your face and a happy expression. Boldly, you lean closer, standing on your tiptoes as you go in for a kiss.
But Ghost stops you with a hand on your shoulder, shutting you down. “We shouldn’t.” He shakes his head as he speaks. He can see the look of hurt and confusion in your eyes as you step back, visibly embarrassed.
“Um, I’ll go now.” You say softly, avoiding eye contact. “Bye, Mr. Riley.”
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pregmothy · 5 months
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If you’re a slime puppy does that mean that your body is translucent? If someone were to cum inside you would everyone see? Would you grow slime eggs in your little slime puppy womb and have to walk around with everyone seeing your eggs jostling around inside you?
Horniness aside, that was a super cute doggo oc you drew a while back. You should draw more often you have a cute style :3
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lol yes (^///^) nothing is hidden when puppy's womb is full ❤
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ryllen · 4 months
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Hi! I hope that you are doing well🥰💗💕 I really adore your art!! Your Yuu really wins me over to the very heart!💘💘💘
I wear lightning-shaped earrings and they really remind me of Sebek!⚡ I would like your girl to put them on and draw this🥺💓
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But I also really love her black earrings that she wears when she's a teenager and green ones when she's an adult! It's really cute💕💕
And! I would be interested to know if Sebek notices when Yuu puts on other earrings or doesn't wear them at all if she doesn't want to?👉👈💗
Have a nice day!🥰❣️❣️❣️
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decide ur ending, which feels more in character
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carmyboobear · 3 months
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Honestly I think if Carmy does dirty talk (once he gets some experience) he’s really going to love being condescending, and it’s so hot…
I AGREE. So much in fact that this was born. Wow. Heed the tags and proceed!!
Tags: explicit, dom carmy, cumplay, dirty talk, creampie, carmy being mean, but also sweet
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“You’re so easy,” Carmy says with a smug look. He’s pushing his cock steadily and and out, repeatedly stretching you out further when he bottoms out again and again. “All you need is a cock in you and you’re almost fuckin’ coming already.
“You just feel so good,” you whine in defense, but with the way you’re clenching down around him, pussy so wet it’s dribbling, it’s not very successful.
“You just like being stretched out,” Carmy retorts. He pulls back and lets the round head pop out before bullying his cock back into you. You writhe below him. “It doesn’t have to be my cock. Could be my fingers. Almost got all 5 fingers in there last time, didn’t we?”
“Carmy,” you moan, your pussy wrecked by his relentless pace and his dirty, dirty words. “B-But I—I like your cock…”
“I think you just like it when I come in you,” he says, voice low in your ears. “You like the feeling of my cum inside you. Whether it’s in your pussy or down your throat…” His fingers tweak at your clit, flicking it up, and you flinch with a surprised moan. “I should get a plug to keep it all inside you.”
“Oh my god,” you gasp, scandalized, but the telltale sign of dense heat weighing in your gut says otherwise.
“You like the sound of that, don’t you? Going through your day with my cum in your pussy?” Carmy’s grinding his thick cock inside you, getting sweet friction on your walls. “Fuckin’ slut.”
His fingers pinch your clit, and you let out something akin to a sob.
“I’m gonna come,” you gasp. The pressure’s so fucking tight. “Carm—“
“You’re so easy,” Carmy laughs lowly, breathlessly. “Go on, take it. Come like the easy slut you are.”
His fingers glide from side to side on your slippery clit in a blur as he thrusts in an even, firm rhythm that has you choking on your own gasps. You come with overwhelmed tears in your eyes, moaning Carmy’s name so loud it’s almost a scream. You’re throbbing so tightly on his dick like it’s a lifeline.
“Th-that’s fucking right—fffuck—“ His moans are deep, resonating from his core. He staggers inside you from the sharp pleasure of your tightening walls. He fucks you through your orgasm, stretching it out like a thin piece of gum until it snaps, and in turn, your hole sucks his cock so much he comes.
When he pulls out, his soft cock is smeared in a shiny mixture of your combined cum. Your cream lays thick on his shaft, and somehow, there’s still beads of his cum in his slit. Your mouth waters looking at it. So does your pussy. Carmy’s cum, pale and abundant, pools rapidly at your abused entrance and spills over.
“Look at you,” Carmy murmurs in awe. His thumb drags up from where you’re leaking and sinks inside, pushing his cum back in. “Took me so well, baby…”
He praises you with little kisses and affection, kissing gently at your legs, stomach, collarbone. Brings you close to him, brushes sweaty strands of hair out of your face.
“Sorry if I went too far,” Carmy mumbles after you’ve both come down. Your head rests on his chest, and you’re playing with the curls of his hair. “With anything.”
“You were wonderful,” you assure him. “Could’ve even been a little meaner and I would’ve liked it.” That gets an abrupt laugh out of him, equal parts embarassment and delight.
“Oh yeah?” You can tell by the way he’s saying it that he’s choosing to take that as a challenge. You can see the gears turning, and it’s making you a good kind of nervous. “I think I got a couple ideas.”
“Looking forward to it,” you say, like it doesn’t make you wanna squirm, and he smiles knowingly, bringing you in for another kiss.
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#may 31th anon#hello friends!! (。’▽’。)♡ how are you!! I missed you so much!#I'm sorry that once again i have not been posting but I did that thing again where I got scared of posting#I do not know why but it is the same with physical paper diarys#I have 3 diarys and they all have 1 entry#I think one just says 'I am ten'#what have you been up to!! did you do something fun? is it summer too where you live? c:#my tumblr messages seem to be broken! I'm sorry if you wrote something :C it just says 'no new messages' despite also saying new messages#not a lot has happened here! I got a tomato plant and then I got very invested into the tomato plant and I have eaten three tomatos so far (#my roses are also doing well!! I just got a new yellow rose and since she got here she only made orange flowers#I do not know the meaning of that#but I am very thankful! ( ˊᵕˋ )♡ I love it when things are orange!!#I've been trying to buy an orange shirt for the past 2 weeks but they always sell out before I get to them#I'm also thinking about buying a jean jacket#I have not worn a jean jacket for at least 15 years because one time in 7th grade  tthe girl behind me said#that I was wearing a cool jean jacket and I just assumed that this was bullying for no actual reason#but maybe she just thought that it was an acutal cool jean jacket#we'll soon have out 10 year school reunion#maybe I should ask her#is anyone else going to a secret Sherlock phase again#I just want to see that silly little hat again#would sherlock holmes wear a jean jacket#have a nice day everyone!!#see you soon hopefully!!#♡^▽^♡
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