#IM NOT SORRY

[angel-bitch-boy]

Guys you don't understand this is literally my wife we're very happy with two children and one on the way

STOP COS LOOK AT HER SAD PUPPY EYES

[angiemaniac]

I turned Durge into a Dragonkin. What ya guys think?

Yes its a mod

[polunocnajasonja]

a time when he had a different name and wasn't evil... or not😳

hehe - not hehe

[softlysighing1804]

same vibe to me.

[rambrandt-the-painter]

3 hour compilation of her sniffing her girlfriends pit

i had a a weird dream where horrible things kept happening to mustelid women and it inspired me to create a horribly anxious ferret woman

[mikurinkuwu]

i forgot to post my take on bill cipher miku

[arisushanti]

attention all bg3 players who have also played any dragon age game!! (which is probably everyone, let’s be real)

im conducting an experiment, so if everyone could please reblog with their romance choices for both games

regards

[kitten4sannie]

mafia san! always gets what he wants btw, especially when it comes to playing with his favorite toy ♡

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“Look at me, baby, yeah, like that,” San whispers down to you, his breathy voice hardly reaching you past the sound of the loud, crackling fire blazing away behind you within the lavish living room of the estate, though you’re far too focused on the shlick sounds of San’s hand rubbing eagerly along his stiff, dripping cock to really hear what he’s saying to you. He presses a finger into the underside of your chin, tilting it up. “You look like you want something, princess. Use your words, will you?”

“I want to touch you, sir, please let me?” you ask, not even recognizing your own pathetic voice. When did you get this desperate for someone as dangerous as Choi San, the trusted head of the Park Estate? Your legs and feet start to grow numb underneath you from being in that same position for so long, encouraging you to lean forward, resting your head against his bare thigh, your eyes wide and full of need, feeling his muscles contract underneath your cheek as he tossed his head back, his fingers squeezing around the base of his throbbing erection. “I’ll be good, sir, I promise…”

Growing hotter by the second from the raging fire nearby and his pretty plaything quite literally begging on her knees just to put her hands on him, San opened up his heavy fur coat to expose the entirety of his naked body, his pretty tan skin glowing underneath the low light of the room. He gave you a smug sideways smile, angling his cock down to lightly smack it against your heated cheek, making you gasp. “Be good and spit on my cock, then, princess.”

Swallowing down the rest of your dignity, you pursed your lips, letting a few strings of saliva drip down onto the head of his cock, watching him eagerly lube it up, your cunt pulsating like it had its own heartbeat. His curved length was thick and heavy inside San’s slick hand, decorated with prominent veins that all led to the reddened, shiny tip. Your blushing face was mere inches away from it, admiring the way San continued to pleasure himself, from gripping at his swollen balls to running his fingers over one of his perked nipples. Not being able to do anything was simultaneously killing you inside but keeping the fire lit inside your core, and San knew that. That’s why he controlled you in this way.

“Does my pretty doll want to be even prettier for me? Hm? Does she want to be a good toy for me?” San hummed out in between heavy breaths, a few drops of sweat falling off of his jaw and wetting the fur of his coat, all the while thick beads of pre-cum pooled out of his slit and dripped down the swollen head of his cock.

“Yes, please,” you voiced desperately, your dilated eyes flitting from his pulsing cock to his fiery gaze, tears starting to blind your vision from how bad you wanted to taste the saltiness of his pre-cum on your tongue, drool escaping from your parted lips.

Chuckling softly at you, he reached down to slip his fingers into your hair, tugging you towards him just as his moans began to grow louder, taking his time as he painted your beautifully pitiful face with his hot load, making sure not to miss your glistening lips, smearing the last few dribbles of cum over them to finally give you a taste. That’s all it took for you to shudder and fall completely apart before him, falling forward into his bare lap, your mind spinning. You really were his toy, operating only for his own pleasure, which in turn had become your own, somewhere along the way.

San’s eyes resembled crescent moons, his smile only growing wider. He had molded you into the perfect pet.

“That’s my good slut. Now, it’s time to bend over and take what I give you.”

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© kitten4sannie, 2024.

[fatherofpuppets]

Discovering heartbeat

[iztea]

uhm, hear me out. What if what if what if, beast! Fem skk

i hear you

[hellfire--cult]

I won't be stopping the memes. I won't.

[ccerealbowl]

Hey hi hello I drew the guy

[sweeneydino]

Never let them know your next move

[nightingale-prompts]

Batboy Reflects

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Danny sat on the roof staring at the starless sky. It had been a long night.

He had considered leaving this dimension. Not because he hated it here but the way he saw it he didn't hate it yet.

It had its ups and downs but its starting to feel too familiar. He had new friends, new family, and people who are far to concerned with what he was.

Something Danny didn't know how to answer. He knew deep down Dick was concerned and that he had so many questions. Questions Danny did not want to answer.

He didn't want to think about his role or title. He didn't want to think about his past. He didn't want to talk about how lonely he felt.

No one understood what this was like. How malleable this body was. How a single thought or feeling can make it shift uncontrollably. Shifting isn't painless or easy. Imagine trying to rewrite how your brain works along with your body. It is draining.

Danny did what Clockwork taught him and stuck to limited shifts, only doing 2 to 3 forms. Still, it feels like he's getting nowhere. And now he knows he did it wrong. But these damn wings won't change!

Danny hates it. He hates himself. Why can't he get anything right?! What's wrong with him?!

WHY CAN'T EVERYTHING JUST WORK?!

Can't it just be simple?

can't it just...stop?

"Dan?" It was Dick's voice, "Are you trying to..."

Danny felt like something was stabbing through him at that name. His head hurt. His eyes burned. He looked at Dick who looked so shocked and horrified. Like he saw a monster.

Danny looked at his hands, scarred and burned. Just like before.

Tears streamed down his face as he moved to cover it from view.

"DONT LOOK AT ME!" Danny screamed.

All he could think of was Jazz's face the last time he saw her. The way she sobbed and screamed as she held him. The pain he felt when he felt her emotions radiating off her.

Danny panicked. His heart thundered in his chest so hard it banged against his stomach making him feel sick.

He disappeared.

[hell-fm]

Ugh this annoying guy