#GUYS PLEASEE
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3lectra-he4rt · 3 months ago
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when my fandom is so small but i can’t seem to become a semi-famous poster, a pillar of the community if you will..
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absentmoon · 2 years ago
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oh also in t&t the professors made jokes about a guy in the classicals named woodcock.
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decapod-appreciator · 2 months ago
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having a great time in persona 5. i think turning into a car made my cat who is my little brother and crime boss nonbinary
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chloesimaginationthings · 5 months ago
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I can't be the only one.
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I’ll be honest and say I literally did base William’s face off this image…
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soapyakships · 5 months ago
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idk about you guys but it looks like SOMEONE has a bias...
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orbch · 6 months ago
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“but her new chosen family was just as complicated as the old one was”
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dismas-n-dismay · 7 months ago
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The think pieces I could write on how Falin’s first appearance as a chimera- with her elegantly settling down onto the ground while simultaneously crushing one of Kabru’s team members beneath him is metaphorical of the worship and image Marcille (as well as Laios) has of Falin no matter the circumstances.
It’s near biblical the way they perceive her under desperation to have her back. Obviously they both love and admire her but it’s so easy to see when Falin falls into being a little sister or silly friend to either of them when they’re safe and comfortable, but the way they truly see her is so real. She’s graceful, gentle, flawless in every moment. Hell even as she’s murdering people Marcille says that Falin is just confused. Kabru tells her that she doesn’t care how many people would die if it meant she got to save Falin and he’s right. All her sins are absolved under what she means to them.
To Marcille and Laios to even be near Falin is a grace unparalleled, to be in her presence and acknowledged by her is divinity and nothing else compares. They are elevated only by the privilege of loving her in the ways they do and the privilege of being able to protect her.
Anything less is a failure to the love she so generously, selflessly provides.
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ashwii · 2 years ago
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Anyway the MM trailer came out AND THIS IS THE BEST PART, RAPH PANICKING IN THE BACKGROUND IS KILLING ME SJSJQJ
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tubbytarchia · 10 months ago
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Somewhere in the woods, a moth tires of seeking light
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xozombiee · 1 year ago
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“𝑺𝑶𝑴𝑬 𝑾𝑨𝒀!” | C. KAMO
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✫| synopsis: emoboy!choso who works at spencer’s sees how nervous you are about trying out a new toy, so he offers to help!
warnings: sex toy usage, pet names as always :3 (sweetheart, honey, baby, etc), lowkey switch!reader, braindead!choso at the end LMFAOO, little hair pulling, no protection used..wrap it up. uhhh idk what else
notes: uhh guys pretend that batteries are included for vibes LMFAOO and..do i have a thing for car sex?
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your feet ache as you walk through the mall. a friend was supposed to meet you half an hour ago to go shopping for dresses, only for her to text and say ‘sorry gotta cancel’.
the public chatter of others fill your head as you walk. since you were already here, you figured you’d look around. it’s been a while since you’ve shopped for yourself, and you were in desperate need of a new vibrator.
a colorful sign from the distance catches your attention. it read ‘spencer’s’ in orangey-yellow words. they sold sex toys right? the last time you checked they did. your eyes light up, figure walking a little faster toward the store.
when you enter, you’re met with the sight of shirts on display against the wall, a rack of hoodies and sweatshirts with ugly anime designs on them, and the section with shot glasses with corny messages written on them.
you pretend to be just shopping for a few minutes, not wanting to immediately go to the back of the store. as you pick through some of the clothes on a rack, a voice startled you from behind.
“need help finding anything, ma’am?” the voice asks lowly.
turning swiftly, you’re met with the sight of a taller man. the name on his tag read ‘choso’ with a small sticker next to it. he was young, had piercings along his ears and one on his lip, and a faint pink scar along the bridge of his nose that stretched out to his cheeks.
and he was kinda cute.
you find yourself staring for longer than needed. with a quick nod, you advert your gaze to something else.
“no, no. i’m fine. thank you though.” you reply nervously.
“well, if you need anything just let me know, yeah?” he replies, sounding uninterested.
you give him another nod before he walks off, tending to other customers. watching him out of the corner of your eye, you sigh a little.
this was the reason why you needed a new vibrator immediately. any attractive male that approached you was in danger. you’re surprised you didn’t jump him when he first walked over.
when you make sure no one’s watching, you quickly make your way to the back of the store. the small pink and purple bullets and vibrators come into view as you try to casually approach.
after hiding your body between the shelves by the wall, you look at all of your options. a bullet? nah, you’d already tried that. maybe go for something bigger?
your gaze catches on a cute, pink 8.5 inch vibrator with a ‘rabbit’ attached. before you can even stop yourself, you reach for it. the box made seem like the size was nothing. with a small shrug, you clutch the box next to your thigh. you had to find something else to buy with it.
yes, buying sex toys was normal to society, but it wasn’t normal for you.
after maybe ten minutes, you cautiously make way to the cashier. your eyes are glued to the floor as you put your things up on the counter. hopefully no one would see you walking out the store with a pink dildo in your bag.
“find everything alright?” that voice says again.
you look up with wide eyes, the pierced man with two space buns staring back at you. choso held no amusement in his eyes like you thought he would; he was nonchalant if anything. you give him a nod, looking to the snacks hanging from the counter.
your voice was weak, “a little..overwhelmed, but yeah.”
he flashes you a small smile, putting the toy and socks into a bag. “overwhelmed? this your first time shopping for—” he pauses, glancing down at the bag.
it was obvious he was just trying to make conversation, but you weren’t all that interested. still, you tried to be respectful.
“er..not really. i mean, i’ve had one before, but it’s-” you cut yourself off, cringing at how pathetic you sounded. “i’ve never tried that kind before.” you answer, going a little quiet at the end.
he raises a brow, “never had one with the rabbit?” he asks without really putting thought into his words.
a small nervous laugh falls from you, shaking your head in reply. with that, he leans forward a little, his eyes scanning your figure.
“i’ll show you how to use it if you want.”
your mouth goes dry, looking at him slightly appalled.a chill went up your spine from just his words. your shaky hands move to grab your wallet, brain attempting to find the words wanting to be freed from your throat.
you blink a few times, “you’ll show me? as in..”
choso looks at you, the uninterested expression still on his face. “my shift ends in twenty. i’m parked on the side by macy’s.” he says, watching a few people walk into the store.
now…you’d be an idiot to not meet him. but the contemplation was there. you could just go home, try the toy out yourself. that’d be the sane thing to do.
however, you hadn’t used that small little bullet on your bedside in months since buying a new one was always something you brushed off. so, you weren’t gonna miss this chance to get some dick.
you insert your card into the reader, feeling choso’s eyes on you. when the small device rings, you take it out, putting it back in your wallet.
he hands you the bag, your fingers brushing over his as you take it. it was like an electric current ran into your arm by his touch. you chew on the skin inside your cheek, feet staying planted in front of the counter despite your head telling you to move.
“i’ll see you in twenty.” you say, slowly walking away from the counter.
choso watches you in surprise. he partly only said that for a reaction, the sadist in him wanting to see your cute little eyes widen from his words.
when you exit the store, turning around the corner and leaving his sight with your cute skirt flowing, the crotch in his sweats begin to harden. it left little for an imagination choso wouldn’t need now, and every tomorrow, he hopes.
twenty minutes seem to pass quickly. you stand outside the macy’s entrance, mindlessly scrolling on your phone. the doors slide open, the sound catching your attention. you look up to see choso, space buns and all.
he nods toward the parking lot, motioning for you to follow. and you do, like a clueless puppy. choso leads you to a black colored toyota parked in the back of the lot.
his thumb presses one of the buttons on his keys, unlocking the car with a noise. he pulls you to the passengers side, opening the door for you. his hand finds your lower back as you climb inside. when he assures you’re in all the way, he closes the door.
you watch him from inside, his legs carrying him to the drivers side slower than you’d prefer. when he gets in, he settles into the seat with a soft groan. his hand finds the ignition, slotting the key in and turning it to start the car.
it rumbles lightly, the sound filling the silence between you two. you watch as he turns the wheel with one hand as the car starts to move.
minutes start to pass as you watch him, not even questioning where you were going. he could’ve been taking you somewhere to kill you..would you care? not really.
when he finally parks, you’re in a more secluded area of the mall parking lot. he was near the empty sears that had been closed for about five years, the blue sign still hanging high up.
choso glances over at you, or rather the bag in your lap that you clutched tightly onto.
“open it up.”
you blink at him for a second before complying, hands moving to unravel it from the bag. your delicate fingers try to tear the tape off of it, but struggle as it’s not letting up against the box.
he notices, lip twitching at the side as he watched. one of his hands come up to your wrist, taking the box in his other. you watch as he slowly pulls a blade from his pocket, cutting through the tape with ease.
choso notices your expression, the confusion written all over it as your eyes continue to look at the blade.
he chuckles, closing it and putting it back into his pants. “i was opening some new merch that came in the store today. forgot to give it back to yuki.”
you let a small ‘oh’ fall from your lips in understanding. choso takes the box back into his grasp, unraveling the toy from its packaging. the sight of something pink comes into view, and your eyes widen at how small it looks in his hand.
choso fidgets with it, “you said you’ve never tried one of these?”
“no.” you reply, keeping your eyes trained on the object in his hand. “i’ve only ever used one of the bullets.”
he sighs a little, looking up at you. “get in the back.”
you look at him, brows raised in surprise, “what?”
the pierced male leans forward, his face inches from your own. “get in the back.”
despite the music from the car’s stereo playing lowly in the background, your audible gulp overpowered it. you let out a shaky breath as you move to your knees, climbing into the backseat of the car.
he watches you, the skirt you wore lifting up as you shoved yourself in the back. choso followed soon after, moving to sit beside you in the closed space.
you watch him from the other side of the backseat with your shoulders pressed against the window. one of your legs propped itself onto the seat between you two, the other on the floorboard.
choso glances down at your underwear that was shying underneath the cloth on your legs. a small wet patch adorned the lacy piece you wore. his hand slowly moves to you ankle, his thumb moving back and forth against your skin.
“is it okay if i touch you?” he asks in a whisper.
a quick nod comes from you in response. your eager eyes watch him, expecting him to move closer to you.
his hand trails up further on your leg, “words, sweetheart.”
“please, choso.” you whine, enjoying that electric feeling from his skin on yours again.
choso gives you a sympathetic look. “please what? need you to be specific, honey.”
“touch me.”
he lets his hand move up your leg, making its way to your upper thigh. one side of your skirt pushes up, giving him a clearer view of your underwear. he smiles slightly at the cute purple lining that stuck to your lower stomach.
you feel his hand pull you down a little by your hip, back fully against the seat. his hand moves back to stay planted on your stomach, the fabric of your skirt now in his palm. his other hand picks the dildo back up that sat on the console, pressing onto the ‘on’ button.
the sound echos through the car, making the anxiety in your stomach build up. choso looks down at you, his hooded eyes boring into your soul.
he doesn’t give you a warning before he’s pressing the baby pink toy to your underwear. a small gasp evokes from you, back arching against the seat. choso slowly moves his hand on your stomach down to your hip, keeping that side in place.
everything felt heavenly. vibrations moved into your cunt, making your chest heave. your thighs want to shut together, but choso’s body keeps you from doing so.
“shh. you’re okay, baby.” he mutters, continuing to press the vibrator into the fabric.
you let out soft groans and gasps when the toy hits against your clit just right. when you feel that euphoric tightness in your lower stomach, your hand moves to clutch onto choso’s wrist.
“wait-” you whisper out, “want more.”
choso raises his brows, continuing his movement with the toy against you. your head falls back, hand clutching onto his wrist as the pressure builds up.
your jaw slightly hangs open but no words were escaping your lips, just soft cries. choso watched the scene intently as you squeezed your eyes shut and your body spasmed. you came hard, drenching those lace panties even more with your cum.
the sound of your heart beat in your ears lets you know you’re still alive. you listen as choso turns the toy off momentarily. “that was quick.” he comments as your heavy breaths fill the car.
you open your eyes to shoot a meaningless glare at him. he doesn’t say anything, only rubbing small circles on your hip.
“it was barely anything.” he says with a small shrug, “we should test it out with the panties off.”
with a small nod and ‘yes’ requested from him, his fingers start to dip underneath the band of the purple underwear. choso slides them off with ease after letting you lift your hips to get them closer to the ground.
you feel the somewhat cool air hit your pussy that was glistening. a sudden burst of vulnerability comes over you as you press your thighs together to hide from the man that sits in front of you.
his fingers move up your calves, up to the side of your thighs. he brushes them gently, keeping eye contact with you. “don’t need to hide from me, honey.”
at that, you slowly return to your state from before. he watches your pretty pussy come into view, his gaze going sinister at the sight. choso moves one of his hands to the edge of your core, hovering his palm just above your clit.
“so gorgeous.” he mutters, mostly to himself.
the sound of the toy starts up again. you’d figure he’d give a warning before putting it in, but he doesn’t. choso watches your eyes widen as he inserts all four inches of the dildo inside, the rabbit moving along your clit.
an unfamiliar hunger overtook his existence as he watched you squirm underneath him. choso slowly slotted the pink toy back and forth inside of you. you struggled to find something to hold as the pleasure took over your senses.
your hand is suddenly enwrapped by his, that electric current returning to your skin. he moves it to rest beside your head, his other hand maneuvering against you.
the sound of your pleasure almost makes choso’s head spin. he wants nothing more than to throw the plastic toy out of the window and shove his dick all the way into you. but he knew he wouldn’t be able to control himself. you seemed like such a sweet girl, and he didn’t want to ruin that.
“mm..’m close, choso.” you rasp, looking into his eyes. “don’t wanna cum with that.”
choso looks at you dumbfounded, trying to process your words. he watches you reach for his hand, pulling the pink toy away from your pussy.
you lean up, pressing your forehead against his. “would you fuck me if i asked nicely?”
“don’t bother.”
not even a millisecond passes after his words before his lips are attaching to yours. choso discards the toy to the front seats, pulling you closer to him.
you feel the hardness under his sweats pressing into you. with a small wiggle of your hips, he lets out a sigh into your lips. his hands find their way to your waist, pulling you up from laying against the seat.
choso places you into his lap, hands curled around the back of your thighs. his head moves upward to keep the connection between your tongues. you bite down onto his bottom lip, and his hands squeeze your flesh.
“please.” you murmur against him, “don’t tease, choso.”
he pulls his mouth away from yours, looking into those gorgeous irises you held. “i like the way you say my name.” he whispers.
you feel his hands remove themselves from you, going to the waistband of his sweats. within a moment, they’re pulled to his thighs. choso looks up at you in anticipation.
“goin’ at your pace, baby.”
your hands fall onto his built chest as you sink all the way down on him, driving the entirety of him deep within you. his hands fly to your hips when it you flutter around him, but then grabs for your wrist on his chest, intertwining your fingers with his.
a moment passes before you begin to lift your hips up and down, pushing his length through you. your movements, your warm skin, fluttering eyes—it's so overwhelming for choso. his head falls back, and even though you’re going at such a slow pace, it feels like you’re milking him, intent on making him fill you to the brim.
choso looks up at you, his brows furrowed with sweat building between them. his face is flushed, highlighting the scar on his nose. you almost cum right then and there from the sight of him looking so desperate.
when you speed up, he groans loudly. “you’re gonna fuckin’ kill me.”
moving closer to his ear, “that was the intent.” you whisper.
he unsuccessfully stifles a groan when your breath meets his ear. his hands are loosely closed around your thighs, not even wanting to press you tighter against him because his brain is practically melting.
you tug on the buns in his hair, forcing him to lock his gaze with yours. the pain in his scalp doesn’t phase him, in fact, he feels himself getting closer from the feeling. he watches your expression change with each thrust, holding him in your hand like a puppet.
“so fuckin’ pretty, choso.” you gasp, kissing up his neck.
he inhales sharply from your praise, “fuck—”
you looked godly--his savior, and your pussy was one squeeze away from sending him to heaven. you were giving him this gift of riding him and god he was so grateful for it--for you.
“feels ‘s good,” he whimpers, looking at you through half lidded eyes.
when you feel him twitch inside of you, your legs find what’s left of the energy you have left to quicken your pace even more. "come on baby, come on," you whisper to him.
he isn't used to this. he isn't used to being guided to his orgasm first, but he his brain is dissociating. he can't think of anything else--he's lost control over his brain and he feels himself tip over the edge of an orgasm.
choso groans when you flutter around him as you cum. he’s thrusting his hips up into you with a newfound force. it requires you to tighten your grip on his shoulders to stay put as he empties his load deep inside you, his sweet moans intercepted with apologies.
hours could’ve gone by, and you wouldn’t realize it. your body lays atop of him, hands lazily gripping onto his shoulders. choso doesn't pull out his cock, keeping it buried inside of you.
his hands are locked together, circled around your waist. his breathing has evened out along with yours, and the only thing filling the silence is the radio that’s barely above zero on the stereo.
“so..did you like the toy?”
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beddybites · 6 days ago
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now guys what did i tell u about sending me asks about wanting me to draw baby giyuu tomioka and comparing this grown man to a baby kitten or implying shinobu or mitsuri are his motherly figures/big sisters
i like posting things that make me happy & stuff but i cant help but talk about these things when ppl are always in my inbox telling me to do things ive established i dont like ):
it makes me rlly uncomfy and makes me rlly sad so please please stop asking for that type of content esp with giyuu::. if i keep gettting these things ill have to close my inbox ;w;
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gibsongirrl · 4 months ago
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thinking about the way art donaldson adjusts his hips
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real-odark · 5 months ago
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is this rock bottom
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wasabijean · 1 year ago
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rip freakazoid you would’ve loved tumblr
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kulai · 1 month ago
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was looking up my drafts and found this little thing! pls don't mind the grammatical errors and just look at the pretty drawings !!!!!!
im actually really happy i have this. my phone got stolen last year so i dont have the drawing file for this design anymore ^_^ now i have this little reference for when step 3 releases yipee
if u wanna know more ill be dumping some info just cus! after the line break lol
A little context: I'm Filipino. so the oc lore is very much filipino-based culturally.
Ayu calls her mom "Nay", short for nanay.
She can understand her mother tongue. She can speak a little, but she can hear it has an accent and is frustrated about it.
They came from the city, where nobody really cared about anyone else's business. As long as you kept to yourself, you'd fit right in. Which is why Ayu is reserved at first, and very people-pleasing.
Although nay is open-minded and loving, Ayu still struggles to connect to her mother in the same intimate way she did when she was younger.
Her journey of identity is a struggle, and all signs lead to: Lesbian.
Unfortunately, she thinks its cause she wants to know her birth father.
A very caring person, mirroring her mother. She's confident in how to show her love, but not on how to receive it from others.
She's comfortable in masc clothing and still does make-up (just the occasional kohl under her eyes for her first year.)
Qiu and Ayu bond in their identity crises
Tamarack and Ayu bond over teasing and physical touch
etc... if i think of more
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akasukonukon · 29 days ago
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kiriko sketches as my first post.. im so late to the party 😔
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