#// 👁️ anon

[screampied]

whiny toji was something i did know i needed till now🧍🏼‍♀️

now what about whiny sukuna👀👀 in his domain👀👀

-👁️

riding sukuna until he whines ★

warnings. fem! reader, unprotected, whiney sukuna, brief choking, praise, dirty talk, premature ejaculation, mdni.

“oh, fine. do your worst, brat,” the curse would snicker with a sly grin stretching against the very curvature of his crimson pink lips. he’s not taking you serious.

then again, it’s rare for the sukuna ryomen to ever take you, his precious favorite human serious. you enlighten him so to speak, he cherishes the time he spends with you . . including the moments where you’re entrapped with him in his own domain. you’ve never had the patience though, as you’re straddling his lap— you’re hovering over his leaky tip and his fangs poke out into a mere, wicked smile. “givin’ up now? what’s with the hesitation, little one?” and a hand of his runs down the sides of your waist, a smirk pulling against his lips once he hums in amusement. “scared ‘m gonna stretch you out like last time?”

“no one’s scared,” you reply with an eye roll, pressing a chaste kiss against his mouth. sukuna hums, multiple eyes flickering at you, taking in your beauty. a broad hand of his slings around your waist before giving it a tight squeeze. “just shut up ‘n lie back, ‘kuna.”

“not likin’ that attitude,” he grumps—crossing the upper part of his two arms before parting his legs. he was very beefy, the size difference between the two of you was almost adorable. another broad hand of his brings you closer, a hiss snakes from his lips as he feels your folds gradually swallow his frenulum. “but like i said, do your worst. i’ll be nice ‘n try not to fall asleep, heh.”

you were always annoyed with the smug, complacent smile that’s forevermore printed onto the curses lips. as you’re taking him down, it feels warm. he groans at the way your gummy walls easily clamp down against him.

easy, two of his hands grab onto your waist before he leans back against his throne. “you’re too cocky for your own good sometimes, ‘kuna,” and his eyes flicker at you. the nerve, he’d let you get away with saying almost anything to him.

the only reason why—simply because you were known as his favorite,

“and you’re too bratty for your own good,” he replies back with wit, the roughness in his tone making you throb. sukuna was so close to your ear, you inch closer until you’re met with his chest. perfectly toned pecs—soft toned pecs rubbing against your own, you can feel how perky his nipples were, brushing against the fabric of his cottony made kimono. inside his domain— it was dark, a mere scary glimpse of his own perfect little world. and yet, here he was sharing it with you. he sucks his teeth, your cunt holds him tight, refusing to let go and his head goes back. “my, perhaps you’ve missed me a lot more than you let on.”

so cocky,

with an eye roll, you lean in for a kiss— the demon returns it, a free hand of his wrapping around your throat whilst you’re taking him fully.

your hips start to sway, picking up a decent rhythm before you moan in his mouth. he skims a thumb down the aisle of your throat, feeling the vibrations that’s continuously flees from your voice. so harmonic, the sweet sounds you always made for him was a song he’d constantly listen to if he could.

“ugh,” he grunts, pulling away—a glimmering mixture of his own saliva departs away from your lips as he stares at you blankly. he’s almost in disbelief. with your arched hips in mere constant rotation, a raw groan rips from his lips. he finds it cute. the small prints of your fingers wrap around his throat, never once leaving eye contact. “you’re a kinky little girl today, huh. got no right choking m-me.”

sukuna’s voice falters all of sudden, he lets off a sharp gasp. the plump tip of his dick abruptly thumping against a specific spot deep inside of your swollen cunt. it hits it again, and again, and again,

he’s getting a bit sensitive. sukuna’s caught off guard—especially with how not only you’re choking him gingerly, but resuming to grind your sweet hips against him. so warm, you ride his lap like it’s your own personal throne. the middle parts of his back slumps against his royal seat as he gnaws on his lip. his breaths become significantly heavy and he already sounds like he’s running out of breath.

languidly,

your hips stutter against him—the hefty size of his cock rummages all through your pussy before you conceal yet another moan.

sukuna groans, feeling you lean up close to pierce the crowns of your teeth into the depths of his skin. lolling out your damp tongue, you savor the curses taste. he tastes sweet, almost salty but of course candied. a hand of his reaches near the outer cusps of your ass before a long nail of his carved light against your skin. moaning yourself, you seep your tongue canines into his neck to leave a mark and he grunts— yet this time, instead of his usual gruff tone that booms throughout his infamous, blood-curdling domain, for the first time in centuries or ever, sukuna ryomen whimpers.

it slips out of him easily, and oh is he embarrassed once he sees the dumbfounded expression of yours turn into straight smugness.

the whine spews from his ancient lips and he’s not fond of this feeling at all— he’s so deep into the very pits of your lower abdomen, making you feel every staggering inch of his cock and he sucks his teeth in desperation. a finger of yours slips through his kimono, trailing against his sculpted abs before you lean up close to him to whisper.

“aw,” you giggle with a hum shortly following, the rupture his dick makes within you almost gives your legs a good enough excuse to give up. running a finger down his undercut, you’re met with the meanest glare. “all that sass and you’re a whiny baby, sukuna,” and you thrust your hips against him further. the massive weight of his balls slapping back against your skin and he tenses up. broad shoulders raise before he whines again, although this time— it’s from feeling you kiss near the neglected corner of his lips. “who knew the king of curses could be a cute whiner.”

“s-shut up, mortal,” he groans, the sensitivity of his cock repeatedly thrashes against your g-spot. sukuna’s too caught off guard that he doesn’t even realize he ends up finishing early.. too early,

thick stringy ropes end up shooting into you, it’s warm and sticky. you pause your hips—relishing in the hotness of his spurts of seed that trickles its way into you. sukuna’s spasming out underneath you, it’s so cute to see. his jaw hangs open, the most lewdest whimpers leaving out of his throat before the veins that run within his bulky arms pulse. he’s seeing everything but the vision; the vision of you straddling his lap, staring into his eyes with that cheeky grin.

submissive sukuna,

you lean in to kiss him whilst he’s still dumping an entire gluey load of cum into you. such satiny ropes, he sloppily returns the favor, breath heavy and sheets of sweat pouring down the sides of his face. “goodness,” and his voice— it’s not as confident as it was, you hear a slight tremor in it and it’s cute. he’s still heaving, clingy walls continue to grip around him before his fangs nip at your bottom lip. “a-ah, got me soundin’ like a worthless p—”

“shh, baby,” you purr, and he’s like puffy folding in your hands. once cruel and sadistic eyes—now all droopy and full of heart eyes at your very expense. he calms down from the strokes of your hand against his face and he shudders, trying to pull into another kiss but you stop him. he whines again. “oh, does the demon want another kiss?”

he nods, that same cute grump of a scowl returning to his lips before he sighs. “give me a kiss.”

“not when you ask like that, ‘kuna,” you tease and his eye twitches, again— the nerve..

he feels the way his cum starts to ooze out between your thighs and he glowers at you. such a baby, you lean in to kiss his pout away and his arms go back to being crossed. “say pretty please.”

“perish.”

“fine kiss yourself,” you roll your eyes with a sly smile, preparing to make your way off the demons lap until he holds you tight. two strong arms grabbing you,

so clingy . .

with a scoff, he looks away—a cute tint rising to his face before he mumbles. “give me a kiss, pretty please.”

“that’s a good demon,” you giggle, slinging your arms around him before pressing him a soft, wet kiss. he whines at your taste, wanting nothing more than to savor it. his tongue curls against yours before he feels your hips start to pick up again. he moans, his left thigh twitching before your bouncing accelerates. he was still so sensitive, and yet here he was, like dough mending underneath you.

a while after, you pull away and he pouts— hiding his face into the very crook of your neck. sukuna snarls, nibbling against your skin before whining out a low, raspy, “i- i need a minute,” and he hides more of his sweetened whimpers into your neck. “don’t move. we’re gonna stay like this, f-fuck.”

[schwarzys-stimblog]

"HATE. LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I'VE COME TO HATE YOU SINCE I BEGAN TO LIVE."

AM from I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream stimboard with blue/electronic stims!

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[antiendovents]

quick note for endos that are still lurking here just because you hate this blog for not falling for your shit!

you can be anxious without anxiety disorders. you can feel anxious about your exams or an important meeting. but you can't be a system without dissociative disorders. you can't just feel count von count about your trauma. /exaggeration

speaking in idiot terms here basically because that's what endos do when they're trying to promote endo positivity, so this post is like. half satire on that. but who knows, maybe it has some truth to it🤔

- 👁️ from ☠️

^^^

Edit :

[fortress-substitution-team]

I don't think we can go away if you do that unplugging, miss Conagher! We can't leave you!! You can't leave us!!!!

... should we be concerned about that?

- 👁

you have nothing to worry about.

[sunshine--void]

Can I claim 👁️ anon also can we get reader booping Wally's nose 🙏

Ha. Ha. Ha. Very cute idea

🏠 Booping their nose🏠

Wally Darling 🍎

He was just chillin minding his own business, probably staring at an apple or two when you showed up

When he noticed you he immediately called you over

"hello, good morning neighb-"

He was cut off when you booped his nose

He just sat there in shock for a few seconds

While you were busy giggling to yourself, he booped you back

"Ha. Ha. I got you back neighbor, now why don't you join me?"

Howdy Pillar 🐛

He was busy fixing his apple display after wally ruthlessly raided it

He was clearly annoyed and you wanted to cheer him up

So naturally you walked over to him full of confidence

Only to realize afterwards that you hadn't figured out how you would cheer him up

So you stood there staring at each other for a moment

"Can I help you with something, neighbor?"

Then it hit you, so you leaned in and...booped his nose?

Anyway, it seemed to work because he instantly looked happier

"y'know I think I needed that" he admitted sheepishly

[schizoid-culture-is]

Schizoid culture is first understanding your state as Social Anxiety, and communicating it as such - because it's more widely understood and, meh, close enough.

But you realise the diagnostic criteria & typical experiences of Social Anxiety never seem to fully cover how it is for you, and the toolkits and treatments aren't quite right. Fear of negative evaluation? Anxiety over what others think of you? Hmm. Not exactly.

- 👁️

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[amazingmsme]

Sooo, since you're on a Hazbin kick right now it seems, do you possibly have any HCs for Adam? Idk why but I'd love to see him get that cocky attitude tickled out of him at least for a little while

- 👁️

I don’t have many cause he just rubs me the wrong way cause he’s such a dick but I do admit he deserves to be knocked down a few pegs. & he’s so much fun anytime he’s on screen, so I just KNOW he’d be such an entertaining lee to play around with

I’m stereotypical so I’m saying his wings & halo are his worst spots because I LOVE that trope with angels ok it’s so damn cute!

Other hotspots of his are his neck, tummy, feet & hips but he’s ticklish pretty much everywhere

Tbh he’s more ticklish than he’d like to admit

He tried to keep it a secret from Lute for as long as possible, but she found out while they were sparring. Now she does it whenever he gets on her nerves or just won’t shut the fuck up

He much prefers giving than receiving for once

He’s such an asshole ler he will always go for your worst spots & make fun of how much you’re laughing because of it

He looooves to tease his lee about just how ticklish they are. Like “OH MY GOD YOU’RE THAT FUCKING TICKLISH? HOW PATHETIC!” “No way, YOU’RE TICKLISH! THAT’S HILARIOUS! Damn, that must suck for you” & then he wrecks your shit

He claims that angels are the best at tickling because of their wings, this bitch is cocky about literally everything

[miscecanis-culture-is]

Objectum/POSIC+ misce culture is wishing SO BAD that you knew other misce people you were willing to form a pack with and then looking at your plushies and realizing you can

(Extra: being a telepath talking to objects and an empath listening to them and having to use odd methods of figuring out if they were misce and how)

(Anyways love my packmates Pip, Krähe, Rodney[kinda], Giselle, and unnamed owl)

- 👁️ anon (if that’s okay?)

so true! my colony is my collection of bat plushes

[positive-total-drama-takez]

weirdly uncommon take but!! none of mike's alters are actually bad people and that includes mal thank you very much :3 mal defender to the grave, i firmly believe he had reasons for everything he did and was absolutely playing up the villain bit for the camera. i can and probably will ramble about my mal headcanons at some point because as a DID system myself i feel the strong need to defend him

also! can i be 👁 anon if it isnt taken? i dont see it on the list :3

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[nsfwregretevatorhcs]

i need folly dick so bad I don't know if shes slangin it but PLEASEEEE also she deffo is a roughhouser I think beating someone up could be foreplay to her

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💛~

[ask-mumbojumbo]

Oh little genius,

you’re blinded by your heart 

but if you wish to save him 

you have to play your part.

Do not listen to his words 

for it is all their lies,

instead act like you are listening 

but keep on your disguise.

Don’t let his words persuade you 

but let them think they do,

keep your head up, little fighter,

We’ve always been supporting you 

-👁️

* Mumbo raises his eyes to the sky. He notices the purplish, staticky sheen that seems to cover the clouds. He ignores it.

I'm not sure. Let me think about it.. or actually, let me not think about it.

Thinking about you gives me a headache.

[schwarzys-stimblog]

My name is Jonathan Sims. I work for the Magnus Institute, London, an organization dedicated to academic research into the esoteric and the paranormal...

Jonathan Sims stimboard with eye, literature, and green stims!

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requested by 👁️ anon!

[antiendovents]

okay now it's the right blog! time to rewrite my ask :' sorry i initially sent it to fictives by accident

so, basically, i used to believe that protogenic multiplicity exists. not as endos paint it tho.

i used to believe cdds can be inherited, the same way several other mental illnesses and conditions can. all because they change the chemical processes in one's brain a lot, which leaves a huge imprint on one's dna. eventually i was proven wrong and that's both a shame (for my ego) and a relief (objectively)

if people believed that it worked like this, at least they wouldn't have been taking away from the disordered nature of multiplicity! but no, endos go for their "spiritual" bullshit that mocks genuine spiritual practices, or "teehee imaginary friends in my head",,,,,

- 👁️ from ☠️

i can kind of get how you could've thought that to be honest,, but yeah. I'm glad you know better now

And yeah, I mean if endos believed that they'd still be bad sure but it'd make a little bit of sense. Kind of. I still wouldn't like them though, but at least then they'd recognise it as a disorder

[skele-bunny]

What's the yin/yang Swiss headcanon? -👁️

Omg!! Okok, I was in the fandom back in Prequelle before I left, and there was a headcanon that Swiss represented yin/Yang! I cannot for the life of me remember who started it, but I never forgot it tbh. It's honestly one of my favorites that I still use!

At the time Swiss was hc'ed as all the elements (he has more distinction in-fandom recently tho!) and a few of them went against each other but also needed one another. Like Fire/Water, Earth/Fire, Quintessence/Air, etcetc. So he was the balance of both creation and destruction and I live for it so much. If I can ever find the post again I'll link it!!

[fuck-you-im-the-president]

He doesn't have to know... /j

-👁️

i would cheat on Quackity with anyone BUT YOU. 🖕

[thoughtfullyrainynightmare]

Hello, the event sounds fun! Can I be 👁️ anon?

I'm quiet and low-key standoffish, but also adventurous and carefree.

I always have something to joke about and can't seem to stay still for too long. I tend to be very blunt but at least, I'm very accepting too.

I like outdoor activities, like going for a walk or hiking. But I also enjoy the most calm ones, like the cinema or a museum. It's fun as long it's outside.

My hobby is reading novels, searching about ancient empires and learning new languages.

Hiya! You certainly can! ^^

I match you up on a blind date with...

Ryuya Ryudo

Ryu is a carefree, capable, honourable man, who puts people's wellbeing before his own, as he was willing to sacrifice his magic for the sake of the many. But he's still very lively and free spirited. However, he's not put off by someone being more quiet and reserved.

He also enjoys being active, and sitting still for all day isn't his favourite method of passing time. Though him being the shogun does limit his ability to go on adventures these days, he doesn't shy away from little trips every now and then. I mean... if anything the shogun should see for himself how his people are doing, right?

He isn't phased by people telling him the facts, how it is, but rather is able to retain the information given. If it is an opinion, he's able to leave some of them in their own worth. As said, he's a very secure person, and isn't easily phased. He knows who he is.

But just like any warrior, he does balance it out by educating himself through literature, and isn't a stranger to writing haiku or reading. Because a part of life's adventure is taking a moment to relax, perhaps dip into the onsen.

He is both active and laid back