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has anyone realized how FUCKED it is that caine made zooble's room have 3 mirrors in it? when they literally have body dysmorphia? which means zooble is forced to look at themself

also a literal human mannequin like ohhh i bet thats GREAT to look at every day

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𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊 ft. Daisuke / Reader you breath slowly, so slowly 𓈒ིུ𖥨᩠ׄ݁˖

daisuke is constantly kept up with your nightly endeavors. but hey, if you can’t beat ‘em join them, right?

𓂂 ͜ᩘ ̵̼͓̥͒̾͘𑣿 ⁣⁣⠀ TAGS ╲ i am not entirely sure if this is considered dub-con (you will see why) but even so i will tag it as such just incase. | (unknown) mutual masturbation | daisuke has a voice kink | reader is depicted as chubby / plus - sized | porn with no plot | daisuke being a little pervert? | brief mentions of anya & swansea | brief mentions of porn | awkward daisuke | ooc daisuke | no plot whatsoever

𓂂 ͜ᩘ ̵̼͓̥͒̾͘𑣿 ⁣⁣⠀ NOTES ╲ i saw that manga panel on twitter & got the randomest idea. i’m not ignoring requests either but this was way easy to type other compared to the beautiful requests you all sent me. i will be attempting to get to them very soon. also i’m trying a new layout. as always please excuse any typos & grammar mistakes <3

When it first happened, Daisuke wanted to write it off as a simple mistake.

To lay the land, his room was second to last— kept off into a little corner of the Tulpar, right next to you; his similar aged coworker that happened to be an intern to Anya. You were kind, mostly keeping to yourself but you did laugh at his jokes every once in a while. Something the man easily appreciated.

But that wasn’t the current concern, no, his attention was drifting. The concern was your rooms, how close they were, how thin the walls seemed to be.

Compared to the wall he shared with Swansea, Daisuke couldn’t hear a thing — a grand surprise as the older man seemed like the type to have a snore that rattled doors. But your wall, he heard everything. Your soft snores after a particularly long day, your alarm, even.. the soft pants and moans you released late at night.

Like stated before, Daisuke wanted to ignore this occurrence the first time it happened. You both were human and he couldn’t blame you for finding a way to blow off some steam. Despite how awkward he felt interacting with you that morning, he wouldn’t dare judge or make you feel bad for a normal biological function.

But.. as more instances like that followed, it just grew harder and harder to ignore. Especially when your voice was, ever so pretty.

A sweet melody really, breaths of passion being followed by the softest swears; as if surprised by your own actions. Your voice did little to help his imagination, his mind running wild with scenarios he didn’t think he was capable of coming up with.

Tonight was like any other. He approached his bed, ready to sleep; confident his slumber wouldn’t be interrupted. But of course, that dream didn’t come true.

As if on time, the clock striking twelve, Daisuke heard the voice that’s been plaguing his ears for the past few nights. His eyes fluttered shut, squinting hard, attempting to drown you out with his own thoughts. The man even made an effort to shove his head deeper into his pillow, hoping to muffle you out.

Unfortunately it did nothing, whether he still heard you or he was imagining it— didn’t matter. There was no way he could sleep like this.

Daisuke’s body turned, letting out a soft huff and basically glaring at the wall you shared. He could pound on it, asking not-so politely for you to keep it down. Or even he could simply go to your door, asking politely this time for the same request. Both options seemed like the obvious one.

Not like what he had eventually settled upon.

As much as the man tried to deny, your voice was beautiful; a perfect pitch that hit all the spots right inside his mind. And being upon the Tulpar, without a single access to his usual “stress-relief” this was pure heaven served to him on a silver platter.

I’m so gross.. The man thought to himself, ever so carefully pulling his blanket off his body and stepping onto the cool freighter floor. With a careful step Daisuke was approaching your wall, hands gripping his shirt as his head began to spun. It’s as if every single step caused him to hear you even clearer, sounds he hadn’t previously heard entering his ears.

Approaching your wall, Daisuke turned, sliding down it to settle upon his bum. There, his head rotated, flinching a bit— but allowing his ear to rest against the cold metal. The man’s breath hitched, hearing you more; your voice drilling right into his ear.

No, drilling was wrong. Flowing? Maybe? Your voice wasn’t some grating sound, but instead borderline angelic.

Your gasps, sweet and honeyed; filled with passion as you played with yourself. Daisuke wondered how you did it, where your hands were on that beautiful body. Maybe one was on your breast; gently cupping the large mound whilst a finger circled the hardening bud? The other between your chubby legs, fingers spreading your delicate flower and playing there sweetly?

Oh, he could just imagine it. The thought, your voice, it filled his body— a feeling that trickled all the way to his toes, yet radiating right below his waist.

Daisuke, despite how uncomfortable the position was, quickly shoved down the pants he wore — boxers following. There his dick was exposed to the cool air and soon his hand, thumb tracing his flushed tip that was already coated with his precum.

With each pretty moan you released his hand was sliding up and down, the man hoping he was in tandem with your fingers. Whether they were circling your clit, or pushing right into your opening.

Daisuke’s eyes shut closed, quickly pulling his shirt to his teeth to both ease the heat running through him and his own sounds. You just, sounded way too good not to quicken his pace. His hips were lifting at this point, struggling to keep himself together as he heard your breaths hurry.

And as his mind drifted, that ache right inside his hand only got even worse.

The man wondered if you would sound the same with him, if those moans would be delivered right in his ear— just like now. Or maybe, you would suddenly become shy, as if you weren’t starring in his own private show.

Far too easily were images of his hands tracing your body entering his head, causing a sharp whimper to release against the wet fabric. With how soft you were the man could bet money you were so fucking warm, filling his hands up and even spilling over.

He could just imagine wrapping his lips around a nipple, sucking just to hear you cry out. He could just imagine gripping right at your pretty marked hips and plunging his own forward. And he could just imagine watching your body ripple with each thrust he delivered.

He could imagine.. but he didn’t want to. Especially not after tonight.

Daisuke was going slump at this point, dragging against the wall as he pumped his dick relentlessly. His breathing was hurried, struggling to keep that rhythm as his end grew closer. And from how you sounded beyond the wall, Daisuke was sure you were too.

A swore escaped the both of you in unison, Daisuke’s seed escaping in short spurts, making a complete mess of his hand and lower stomach. Similarly he heard one final moan from you before you settled down, voice carrying into soft pants.

As did his, shirt slowly falling from his mouth, head knocked against the wall with closed eyes.

Silence carried for a moment before Daisuke’s cloudy mind faded, embarrassment covering rather quickly. He scrambled to his feet, staring down at his mess in shame whilst practically ripping his clothes up his body. Once clothed and covered, the man made quick work of rushing over to his bedroom door, nearly slamming it open.

The only thought on his mind was cleaning up and hopefully actually getting some sleep before his shift

Not you, of course not.

Unfortunately for him, his mind didn’t need to be, as his eyes were instead.

You yelped a little as Daisuke nearly ran into you, the two of you waltzing out of your bedrooms at the same time. Noticing his panicked expression, you gave your own of concern;

“Is everything alright?”

Daisuke whipped around, cheeks hot, sweat sliding down his neck. “Ye—yeah!,” A complete lie.

“Just uh.. gonna use the bathroom. Goodnight!”

The intern was practically running away before you could even reply, your eyes watching him with a simple finger wave.

You leaned against the doorway of your bedroom, standing there silently for a moment before a small smirk covered your lips.

Wordlessly, you turned, entering your bedroom and closing the door shut..

COMMENTS & REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED <3

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genuinely need more 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝓼𝓾𝓴𝓮 headcannons 😭🙏

daisuke x reader | 🔞 headcanons

⚠️🔞 MDNI

# : gender neutral reader.

[ more dsk nsfw hcs : 🌺 ]

🌺 switch! soft/service dom. maso sub.

🌺 Vocal wise:

★ Sure, he can get loud and noisy. Rambles alot when he's super turned on.

★ No, but imagine sneaky quickies. It's either he's so focused on pleasing you that he ends up panting against your ear or he's so noisy that he has to have his mouth on you to keep himself quiet.

★ Moans ranges from those low-ish ones if he's trying to be quiet to squealing. Something about him having high-pitched moans makes sense to me.

🌺 dacryphilia

★ cries when overstimulated.

★ if you cry though, he'd feel bad and stop to make sure you're fine. if everything's fine, he'd probably go crazy over how you look after crying.

🌺 these specific scenarios (feel free to switch around w t!daisuke or whichever it's very general);

★ smearing precum over the other's lips like lipgloss.

★ this one's for Daisuke specifically (but it can be vv) probably into that porn thing where they show the cum inside their mouth before swallowing.

★ light pussy slapping. bonus if they're wet enough that the slick clings onto the other's fingers. He'd get so lightheaded over it.

🌺 definitely into lingerie (or cosplay). that thong daisuke fanart has me in a chokehold.

★ skirt stays on during sex.

★ doesn't have to be you. he'd wear it instead if you're uncomfortable. something about easy access has him going.

🌺 marking

★ I hc him with sharp canines and snaggle teeth.

★ his canines are crooked so it's obvious whose bites are on you.

★ loves marking and being marked. if you tell him not to leave any on you, he'll probably accidentally leave one or two.

🌺 mess

★ oh that boy is messy.

★ loves seeing his cum all over you and spilling out of you.

"Oh no! Here let me help you keep it in!" His thumbs spread your hole open for a moment just to admire his work before he guides his tip, scooping up his cum and pressing himself back into you. You call out his name with a tone that was warning him. "Can we go again, please?"

★ likewise, he'd want your mess all over him too.

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HE HAS A NAME AND IT IS BILLY >:'(

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“you’d be surprised what tools can save a life”

redraw from late 2023

og + close up under cut

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Jeff’s flat colours!

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daisuke doodle

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A Manul Hoffman and Serval Strahm cause the coffinshipping server wanted to see them!!

I love them both so much!

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WOKE saw

john kramHER

aWOMANda young

lawrence gordTHEM

mark hoffWOMAN

billy THEY puppet

adam

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Just a quick doodle of my two favorite pookies. Hi, Saw fandom—hope you guys are still alive! :]

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GOOD MORNING DIVAS

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Lynn is clean! Amanda isn’t.

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in a wild and unexpected turn of events I’ve become obsessed w saw (2004) so pls take this unserious Adam appreciation post 🤲🏻

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Hoffman! Strahm is next.

Hint at the animal: 🦅

God I hate Hoffman. I hate that guy.

Here he is as an animal, a wolverine; thanks to everyone who voted on Hoffman’s design, because I feel like the wolverine suits him really well now that I’ve watched the films he is featured in.

While I do rant about how much I hate him, I think he’s a very well written antagonist. It’s good that I hate him.

I listened to a playlist dedicated to male manipulator songs while drawing him btw. Helped a lot. He looks how the smiths sound.

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My favourite gal, Amanda. Or, Dobermandy.

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i dont play dead by daylight anymore but i want to thank the dbd fandom for feeding my need for amanda young content yall are heaven sent <3