#its got me in a choke hold

[pokemon1oadvanced]

Still being a Benji shipper in this day and age is wild 😭 Like this series was supposed to stop it but I got more delusional💀

[chaoticshark98]

Brat abbacchio from malmal dot io

[perfectlyripeclementine]

thinking about the holy grail of them on top of me and inside me and looking me in the eye with their hand on my throat. not choking; not pressing. just the warmth and the connection of their palm on the place where my voice lives. the feeling like they are taking me and giving themself to me at the same time.

[anonymouscheeses]

Goth Vaggie because how could you let her be so tasteless in the gothness bro. Please... atleast one hint at goth vaggie 😔

My other non related Vaggie redesign sort of expression sheet + goth vaggie x Charlie under cut vvvv

Didn't turn out as well as I wanted it to. I think I rushed out the sketch and tried to fix it in line art as best as I could. Soo... I love Vaggie guys. Like a normal amount yknow? So normal. (It's crazy. I kin Charlie ofc but Vaggie is literally so mmmff)

Still trying to find a consistent head shape for Vaggie sooo I'll jst practice I guess

Very VERY messy and quick doodle I shit out. Might finish one day, these new nails make digital art hard (i draw on phone and am too pussy for computer and I'm too poor for traditional art lmao so expect shit art for a bit maybe unless i thug it out fr)

PLEASE CHAGGIE JST ONE CHANCE ONE CHANCEE ONE CHA-

I love these goobers so much 💜💜

Charlie tryinna not look at booba, respect women even tho they is in bed wit you 🗣🔥

[spicyraeman]

[bealzebubs-blog]

Kinda inspired by "bedroom at the end of the universe" on Ao3

[princeinsomniavoid]

Indie rock music save me

Save me indie rock music

Indie rock music

Indie rock music please-

[commander-goo]

continuing to make a guy for me. in a lab.

[laciefuyu]

// cn server spoilers ITS BEEN DAYS I'M STILL THINKING ABOUT 4TH BDAY CARD Oh when I said Artem got his disposition and serious nature from his dad, he is actually pretty soft (and def have an awkward sides too). There are multiple sprites of him smiling, and low laughs being voiced. I know I've been saying about those father and son being cut from same cloths but their nature to take danger ahead on by themself so people they loved wouldn't be exposed to it makes me insane sometime.

Also Zuo Linchuan has said some of the most banger quotes I've read in this game I swear. Lots of thoughts about this flawed father lately, he is so fun to think about for me.

[graunblida]

to further her growth as a jedi and to prepare her for the trials, lexa spent additional time training with mace windu. she developed her vaapad with him as well as learned to channel the force into hand-to-hand combat. due to the nature of the seventh form, he was incredibly strict while teaching, since the technique had a habit of corrupting force users. after the purge she made it her mission to keep building onto what he and her primary jedi master taught her.

[screampied]

✩ㅤ cw. fem! reader, size difference, choking, size kinks, unprotected, dirty talk, praise, full nelson, mdni.

play fighting with suguru which later turns into him having you in a full nelson.

“awww, c’mon. don’t tap out on me now, sweetheart,” he purrs against the soft shell of your ear, hearing you sweetly gasp at the gaping barrage he creates with his thick cock. just a few moments ago—you were on top of him and now you were being stuffed full, legs dangling and weakly being held hostage while a beefy arm of his slings around your throat. your body collapses backward as you’re just idly bouncing on his lap, feeling each of his bulky muscles flex and twitch behind you. “biiiig stretch, fuck there we go. mhm, my baby’s all nice ‘n flexible.” he gruffs, peppering a few sultry kisses near the open curvature of your neck. you moan, feeling the secure grasp of his broad hands move from its original placement, gluing under the cracks of your thighs.

he’s got you in such a risqué position, your body continues to jostle against his, feeling his carved hard abs rub off against your skin. “ngh, suguru,” you squawk, and your hooded eyes peer down at yourself taking him in fully. his base had a pretty sheeny tan, resuming to pump in and out of you, already blissfully bottoming out. you felt him everywhere—and he’s just holding you upright with two burly arms, locking his arms under your plush pretty thighs. “ ‘m gonna cum again, fuck.”

with a husky snicker, he deepens his thrusts against you by moving his hands toward your rickety hips. a cunning simper spreads against his lips before he ghosts a few silvery slick fingers down your sopping wet slit. “well yeah, with a weak pussy like this, bet you are. you poor thing.”

your jaw couldn’t help but loosely hang itself open as he’s just ruthlessly lodged inside of your cunt, creeping a swollen fat thumb near your puffy hood to toy and flick with it some more.

his touch to you was like electricity, and you were very much on the verge of breaking. he was so thick — insanely thick, geto’s pearly poking crownhead mercilessly drags in and out of your pasty walls and you recognize the delicious curve of his dick all too well.

your moans grow even louder, so loud that it’s bouncing against the paper thin walls whilst the sharp slaps of skin create shivers all throughout your body. “fuck, more. put me in a chokehold, sugu.”

“dirty girl,” he grunts, his hefty base starting to slather up with sappy juices from your slick heat. a big brawny arm curls around your neck again and he presses a chaste kiss toward your cheek.

“my, you really shouldn’t say such things, y’know,” and as you’re still taking his cock, you feel his free hand grab near one of your breasts. he gives it a nice squeeze before focusing his attention back towards your neck, hearing your cute exasperated gasps. licking against your ear, he lowly whispers, making you slightly turn your neck to face his feral sly eyes. “i could just snap you in half if i really wanted to. all i gotta do ‘s jus add a little pressure like this ‘n . . my doll’s gonna be all broken and we can’t have that, huh.”

sweet sweet whimpers spill from your lips as his arm still remains wrapped around your throat. he makes sure it’s a safe hold, giving you a few frisky squeezes here and there just to hear you whine for more.

he’s so beefy. through your glossy doe peripherals, you could visibly see his veins pop out through his skin. you felt your pussy throb once you start to imagine all the times he goes to the gym alone, all the times he’s lifting weights.

if anything though, you wanted him to be lifting you instead.

“nothin’ to say? aw, pity,” his gravelly voice lowers, and you’re brought back to harsh reality once his palm swats against your ass. you bite down on your tongue in attempt to suppress your incoming lewd whimper but it still comes out. “fuck, always so warm f’ me, god,” and his grip against your neck loosens. the pits of your tummy tense and coil up as your clammy thighs continue to tweak and spasm from his sharp thrusts. so deep. every few seconds, he’d pull your legs up or drag them further apart just to hear you gasp.

you’re almost marveled by the fact that such an obscene position even exists. your legs could barely stand and if it wasn’t for the help of his hands, you’d be screwed.

“s- sugu—ah!” you whine, feeling his bulbous head ram its way against your convulsing g-spot. he knows that spot like the back of his hand, the cute bumpy texture that never fails to present himself around his angered tip. shaggy long tresses of black hair tickle near the nape of your neck as you fall back. “fuck fuck fuuuck,” you loudly snivel, digging your nails into his meaty thigh. once he hits it, he keeps hitting it until your cute voice strains itself out. he’s still practically got you folded as you’re trying to ride out your euphoric orgasm. the bed devastatingly dips inward from the crushing masses of weight piling on top of it.

“there we go, that’s my sloppy girl,” he coos in a raspy tone. geto’s pitching his voice against your ear as he speaks and oh, his words a mere raunchy whisper. he hears your talkative cunt squelch out, faint strings of syrupy slick forming a little plash around his weighty base. geto holds your hips firmly, showering the crook of your neck with a plethora of balmy kisses as your body ruts and shakes.

“good girl, listen to how nasty you always sound for me,” he hums, sneaking his stubby fingers back down towards your weeping wet cunt, maneuvering a few circles near your drooling slit. “i know, i know,” he talks over your enraptured shrills, and he then gives your pussy a patting spank. you moan, falling back against his sweaty chest and a trail of his curly chest hair titillates against the center of your back. “this is a lot more fun then wrestling, isn’t it, sweetheart?”

“y- yeah,” you swallow, and he teasingly wraps a stocky bicep around your neck again. he’s still merrily buried inside of your gummy walls, feeling you writhe around his lap and he chuckles. you’re panting, full lungs desperately trying to gather up any amounts of air that it could before you exhale. “again, sugu.”

with a purring hum, he lifts you back up, trying to pull your leg over your shoulder. “hm, fine. but keep up. ‘m not gonna go easy on ya this time,” and he gives your dribbling sensitive clit another playful pat. “and ‘m certainly not gonna go easy on her either. but, i’ll try not to break you too bad this time princess, no promises.”

[nochepsicodelica]

"All those drinks are gonna do you dirty, ma. You're gonna throw up if you don't get some food in your system, so eat," Toji says, pushing the box closer to you.

You giggle at his serious face, before standing up from your chair for the fourth time, trying to go around him. Toji's used to this by now and stands up, bringing you back down to your chair.

"Stop getting up and eat your food. You literally begged for this. Why aren't you eating it?"

"Why aren't you eating it?" You return, raising your brows at him, seductively. It doesn't come off too sexy when raising your eyebrows makes you immediately squint because of the light going into your sensitive eyes, but it does lure a chuckle out of Toji.

"I'm ignoring that. Just eat. I don't wanna hear you upchucking in a couple hours."

"You won't hold my hair back?" You pout. Your feigned little flash of sadness produces real tears in this state, so it's a little confusing for Toji when you start giggling while wiping at your reddened cheeks.

"Your food's getting cold. I know how you are about reheating fast food, so eat it before it goes to waste."

You smile at him, your eyelids almost completely shut in your drunken daze. Toji can't even lie, it's cute. It's the only reason he's not up the wall about this little situation. Then you decide to drop a bomb on him.

"I'm not hungry anymore. Too tired to eat." You rest your chin on your palm, shutting your eyes. It feels nice. It would take less than thirty seconds for you to fall asleep.

Fuck. Think, think, think...

"Hey." Toji pokes your forehead, lightly, earning a hum and a furrow of your brows. "What if I feed you?"

You laugh, giddily. "Ooo, you trying to romance me?"

"Sure, if you eat."

You laugh again. "Toji, you dog, you. I'm not putting out." You shake your head, eyes closed with a dumb grin on your face. "No, sir. It's food and then goodnight for me."

"You already put out for me, earlier, doll." He smirks at the way you blush, clearly having an 'oh, yeah...' moment. "Eat some more so we can go to sleep."

"Hm?" You hum, rolling your eyes open after your blink of sleep. You crack a grin as soon as you look at Toji. "You wanna kiss me sooo bad. Look at you."

"I'm not gonna kiss you. You're not listening. You think you deserve kisses for that?"

"Uh... yes? I mean no. Pshhh, nooo. Of course, not."

"That's right. So eat, or you'll go to sleep without kisses, tonight."

"Noooo," you whine, dramatically. "Wait! Fine, fine. Look." You take a huge bite of your sandwich, your cheeks puffing up as you chew. "Oh, this is really good," you say, muffled by your mouthful of food.

"Don't choke, doll. Small bites are fine," he says, picking up a napkin and wiping the excess condiments off your face.

You push through it and gulp down the bite. "That was a lot. Got bread stuck on the roof of my mouth." You take a sip of your drink to wash it all down. "Did I look so pretty for the party, today?" You ask, your lips curling as you put the cup back down.

"You did, mama. Stunning. Swept everyone there, off their feet."

You smile, the gesture transitioning into a giggle. "Even Shiu?"

"Yup. Even Shiu said he wanted a piece of you."

You gasp. "No... Did you fight him?"

"Nah, I wanted to, but I kept my cool. If he had put his hands on you, then I might have, but I had my eye on you all night, to make sure nobody did more than look at you."

"I wouldn't have followed him anywhere, anyway." You roll your eyes, suddenly so hostile against the host of the party. "Probably would've kicked him in the nuts and gone to find you."

"Yeah, that's a smart idea, doll."

Toji's elaborate answers to your questions kept you awake long enough for you to mindlessly eat while he talked. You were at the end of the sandwich when you realized how much you had eaten and how full you were.

"Can't... do it..." You groan, lying on the arm you have extended on the table. "Too full." You sigh, heavily, setting the rest of the sandwich down on the scattered fries in its box.

"That's good, ma. You don't have to eat it, anymore. We can go to bed, now."

You let out another heavy sigh, sluggishness washing over you before you force yourself to stand up from your chair, this time with Toji's 'okay'. He looks at your little belly as it protrudes from your dress, proof of how full you actually are, and pokes at it. Your usually soft tummy is temporarily stiff and it's adorable.

You grab Toji's hand so that you don't stumble as you walk. Before leaving the table, he finished the remainder of your sandwich in one bite and threw out the container with the remaining cold fries.

"Damn, you were right, baby. That was good."

"Mhm," you mumble, waiting for him to lead you to the room.

Toji helped you brush your teeth and wash your face, and when you finally made it to the room, he helped you dress down into comfier clothes. Now, you're in bed together and you're in his arms trying to doze off, but you can't with the way he's smothering your face with kisses. It's just kiss after kiss with him and you can't focus, but It is what you wanted. After all, you stuffed your face for this.

[byuntrash101]

there's nothing boyfriend!chris loves more than to fuck with your head. he enjoys mind fucking you.

he loves to see you lose yourself to him. submit entirely mind, body and soul.

when he holds you flush against his broad chest he looks into your eyes that aren't looking back, fixed into nothing, barely hanging to consciousness.

he fucks you deep and slow. the perfect pace to keep you right where he wants you: on the edge of it all.

“that's it baby. you take me so well” he whispers, lips pressed to the shell of your ear as he tilts your chin up gently. your eyes come back into focus as you let a little sound escape your lips. halfway between a moan and a whine.

“‘you're being so good for me, my angel” he says, smiling down at you. you whine again and chris starts to speed up, your whole body feels so hot, steadily getting closer to its breaking point. 

“‘you're gonna continue to be my good girl, right? he says, this time the benevolent smiles turns into a sly smirk. but chris can't help it, not when he’s got you like this: pliant, docile and on the verge of insanity. 

“yesss” you moan, interspersed by chris’ sharp thrusts.

“what don't good girls do, my love?” he taunts you. he can't help but tease you when he's got you so fucked out.

“good girls don't cum” you say, feeling your exhausted little cunt clench around chris’ big cock perfectly stroking your sensitive spot. he knows at this angle it's almost a guarantee you won't be able to hold it back. the first big tear spill from your eye and rolls on you cheek as you can't help but to moan louder for him. only for him.

“please” you choke on a sob with a particularly purposeful thrust.

“what is it, darling?” 

“please slow down I'm gonna c-” one other powerful thrust cuts you and you arch your back into the mattress, your pussy gushes out more slick and really clamps down on chris’ fat cock inside you scraping you just right, just how you like it. this time you managed to hold it in but you start to panic. next time won't be like this. “please chris…aaahh… pleaseplease slow down-” you start to beg. 

fuck how fucking beautiful you look like this on the verge of madness, fear pooling in your eyes, spirit brittle and body broken.

“please, i-i don't want to cum”

there it is. chris twitches inside you as you utter the words. you both know there's nothing you desire more in the entire universe right now. your cheeks flooded with tears, your pussy making squelching wet noises with each of your boyfriend’s coming and going, your thighs trembling and your eager little clit throbbing. your whole body is desperate for the release. your whole being is aching for your orgasm. you both know that. and the fact that you’re saying otherwise just shows how dedicated you are to him.

you are perfect. so fucking perfect chris could have cummed right there. but he didn't instead he took one hand to place on your throbbing clit.

“then don't, baby” he murmurs as he starts to tease it in tight, fast circles. making you complain. “then don't fucking cum, angel”

he starts plowing his fat angry cock into you, fucking you into the mastress, pinning your legs wide open for him with a bruising grip and rubbing your clit. he sets you up for failure. he loves to see you fail to hold it in. he loves to see you cry, to hear you scream, to watch you fall apart. 

he loves to break you. just to put you back together right after.

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[oreo-creampie]

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭, 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐲

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: quiet nerd!pleasure dom!choso, heavy praise/light degradation, dacryphilia, choso has a size kink, choso’s pov, oral (giving and receiving), knife play/no blood, light pain kink, pussy drunk/obsessed choso, squirting, fingering, light begging, light choking

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 @vampress7; Hi baby girl I hope you’re doing well, I have an idea: nerdy, loner, and unassuming freak choso who absolutely wrecks reader after class during a study session ((I need this so badly))

‘He is wearing those sweat pants, I keep sneaking glances at his cock, I wanna see it. No need to see it, I'm dying of thirst! He can feed me his cum! I don't really care much for giving blow jobs but something about Choso makes me wanna gobble his cock till he is a whiny mess.’

‘Damn ily but you’re down too bad for a man you haven't even touched.’

‘I cant help it! Have you seen Choso?! I want to hear how he sounds when he cums.’

‘Aren’t yall supposed to study for friday’s exam you can’t fail this one!’

Writen in your text bar; ‘its hard to focus on what he’s saying. Choso’s thick arms in his black muscle t-shirt’

Choso’s cheeks are burning, his ego swelling, nerves churning, and disbelief whispering. Sliding his fingers through his hair, there is no denying you want him.

Glancing down at his cock, perfectly outlined by his thin sweats. His cock is getting warmer, longer, and thicker with each soft pulse. If you want his cock, you can have it any way you’re willing to take it.

You come back holding the fuzzy stripped criminal. “He broke my lamp, got it cleaned up but he’s ground.” You bend over for Jasper to jump to the floor, running away from you with his fluffy tail in the air.

Your shorts rising up your soft ass. “I’d hit ya from the back if I didn't want to see the face you make when you take my fat cock first the first time.” Your beautiful eyes widen, locking onto your phone in his hands.

Grabbing his hard cock, stroking himself through his sweats. You glance down. “Im torn between wanting to fuck that bratty mouth outta ya and eating you out till you’re trembling.” Your mouth looks so sweet and fuckable. You’d look so beautiful sucking his cock with tears running down your face.

“For me to be a good teacher I need to help you focus. If I help you cum will you pay attention more. We can snuggle while we study.” Holding your phone out for you to grab. Quickly discarding it on the coffee table.

His heart beating faster when you get on your knees in front of him. “If you were paying attention to the text then you’d know,” tugging his sweatpants down, “I won't be able to pay attention until I hear what sounds come out of that pretty mouth of yours.”

Moaning when you grab his cock, your hand soft, in your hand his cock has never looked so big before. “You can hear me moaning in your soft cunt. I don't think you understand nnn!” Loudly moaning when you take his cock into your hot wet mouth.

Bobbing your head, taking him deeper with slow strokes soothing the uncomfortable tighteness building in his of his cock. “Honeybun I jerked off to the thought of eating you out before comin’.” Cupping your cheek, jerking hips fucking your soft wet mouth.

“Been slutting you out in my head since ya walked into class.” Choso leans his head back, sliding his fingers through his soft dark hair. “We can do both, Im dying to taste ya sloppy cunt. I'll gag you with my fat cock nnnn oh fuck that’s iiittt! Grabbing a handful of your hair, fucking your soft mouth till spit is dripping down your chin.

Choso is getting off on your beautiful eyes sparkling with tears that trickle down your cheeks. “Are ya gonna be my whore help me take care of my fat cock?” Pulling you off his cock with a soft pop. His too heavy to stand up, hitting his cock.

Grabbing his cock, smacking his tip on your lips. “Wish it stood up, but what can ya do?” He knees wobble when you cup his balls. Lovingly kissing along his cock, easing the ache and tension, with sweet soft pleasure.

Your hand feels so good, his cock softly tingling. Smiling up at him. He can feel his heartbeat in the quickly pulse of his cock. “You’re so perfectly thick and heavy that you hang, nothing wrong with that handsome.” Licking up his cock, swirling your tongue around his fat head. He groans when watches himself slip inside.

Letting go of your hair, slipping his hands beneath your shoulders. Picking you up, you wrap your soft thighs around his waist. He feels strong holding you close, keeping you safe. “Gonna take good care of you, and your sloppy cunt.”

Squeezing your ass, carrying you with one hand. You grab a handful of his hair, and a tingle shoots down his spine when he feels your nails. “Bedroom is the last room on the right.” Taking you down the hall. “Please all I want is you. Wanna be your whore, ruin anyone else for me with your fat cock.” Trailing loving kissing along his jaw, his cheeks burning.

Opening and shutting the door behind himself. “Ill show you how badly I've been needing ya.” Gently setting you down, closing your curtains. Taking his shirt off, dropping it on the floor.

You’re making quick work of taking your shirt and shorts off. Admiring your beautiful body Choso forgets everything he’s doing. You give him one thought when you spread your legs showing him your soft wet cunt.

He needs to make you cum.

Kneeling, grabbing your soft thighs putting them over his shoulder. “So so so beautiful.” Kissing your soft clit, gently sucking, steadily stroking you with his tongue. Making sure his barbell rubs your clit with his swipe.

Nudging a thick finger into your tight cunt. You’re perfectly soft and wet, clenching his finger. Slowly pumping his finger, he’s going to find your g-spot. Clenching his head with your soft thighs. Grabbing his hair tugging, he groans from the sweet pain.

Focusing on your sweet spot. Taking pride in how easily you tremble because of his tongue and finger.

“They say the quiet ones are freaky, what about you? What do you think about when you're touching yourself?” Choso doesn't want to take his face out from between your legs. He’s found heaven, but he can't ignore your question.

Rising up, causing you to fall on your back, your legs over his broad shoulders. His cock hangs, his tip lightly grazing your soft, wet cunt. “Wanna take you to mine, get you high, give you a safe word,” trapping your head in between his hands, “tie you up, drag a knife across your skin, see you squirm, help you cum, hear you cry and beg to be my sweet little whore.”

His cock aches from having you folded up beneath him. “I wouldn’t mind trying some freak shit, get a knife from the kitchen.” Kissing your forehead, cheeks, and soft cunt. Carefully slipping your legs off his shoulders.

Choso is quick to grab a large knife from your kitchen.

Leaning over you, “Safe word is red.” Lining his cock with your soft cunt, rolling his hip. Dragging the knife up your side, gently kissing your soft lips. Groaning, grinding his thick cock on your sloppy cunt.

Squeezing your neck, pinning your hips with his, keeping you from squirming too much. Slipping his tongue past your lips, deepening the kiss. You’re so needy, and desperate, digging your nails into his back.

Loosening his grasp on your neck. “Ya good sweetheart?” Dragging the knife over your soft nipple, pulling his cock away. You’re so sexy, stuffing two thick fingers in your sweet cunt. “You’re getting so sloppy for me.” Curling his fingers, remember where your sweet spot is.

Smirking with pride when you moan, “Chooo please please please!” Gliding the knife down your stomach. Marveling at how you squirm, your cunt getting so tight around his thick fingers.

Your cunt’s lips and puffy clit wet, soft and beautiful. “I’m obsessed with how sexy you are begging’ for me, clenching my fingers.” Pressing the side of the knife to your clit, lightly rubbing your clit.

“I’ve been waiting long enough please please fuck me. Need to feel your fat cock in my cunt!” Choso’s cheeks burn with how you’re looking at him. He wants to remember the look of adoration, lust and pleasure on your beautiful face forever.

Lifting the knife off your clit, kissing her. “I didn’t prep ya enough yet sweetheart.” Dragging the knife along your thigh, adding more pressure than before testing what limits you have.

Stroking your clit with his thumb. “Nnnn oh fuck.” Pumping his fingers faster. - the pain- pleasure-I didn’t think!” You trail off moaning louder, biting your bottom lip, closing your eyes.

Holding the knifes to your neck, “Look at me or I’m stopping, look at whose making your tight little cunt feel so good.” Smiling when you look at him. “That’s it beautiful, lemme see the sweet look into your eyes when you cum. Whose slut are you?”

Rubbing your soft clit faster. “Your’s! All yours my tits, mouth, ass and cunt are all yours.” Dragging the knife down your neck, between your collarbones and swirling around your nipple.

“What are you? Need to hear you say it beautiful.” Messaging your sweet spot at a steady pace. You’re quivering, your cunt squelching, making his cock ache with how hard he is. His pulse quickens, making his head throb.

Swiping your nipple with the knife. “I’m your sexy good lil’ slutttt!!! Nnnn!” You’re squirting on his fingers, fingering your soft, squelching tight cunt. Playing with your puffy clit.

Jerking your hips away, he drags the knife down above your belly. Forcing you to have to keep still, your thick cum trickling from your spasming cunt. “There are so many nasty things I wanna do to you. I’m gonna ruin you, make your cunt crave my cock.” Gliding his fingers out.

Sucking your thick cum off his fingers, groaning from the flavor. Dragging the knife to your sloppy, sensitive cunt, sliding the knife around your sweet cunt. Groaning when your soft cunt clenches around nothing. “Beg for my cock.”

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[lxckheart]

me making it a point to reply to @poeticphoenix before I go to sleep for work? absolutely.

[ducknotinarow]

Splintered Fate Raphael - All Symbol Headcanons please uwu

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I'm extremely guilty of mostly playing as Raphael in this game I just like his dialogue a lot. I love Raph from the game so much I love his little quirk they gave him of mixing up words like the conversation about the punk frogs wanting anarchy which he confuses for Antarctica, asking why dont they just move to place it snows all the time. But, despite this he's not played off as being a meat head idiot. He is but Raphael got a lot of heart when it comes to him setting Leo straight that they are meant to be a team. I just want more of this I know it's slightly based on the IDW one butttt stil!. Also his threats crack me up "imma sit on your lap till your legs break!"

𝓕 : My muse’s handwriting. (Is it good, bad, difficult to decipher, do they prefer writing by hand or with the help of some form of machine, e.t.c.) 

"Don' get why ya need it though?"

Okay so some of Raphs I feel at first might not seem right but when you think about his role in the game story? Raphael is impatient and can be easily irritated. And Well yeah those are common traits of this turtle after all. Raphael is an analytical thinker, often questioning everything. I wouldn't fully agree here but I will say Raph in the game dose often depending on what's going on dose question a lot. When you first cross the punk frogs he already thrown off by them before you even start fighting them. He doesn't trust the chairman at all and makes it clear in a lot of interactions. Honestly only time he isn't being this way is when it comes to finding Casey he's pretty confident they are fine. Has a hopeful attitude., is optimistic. And discreet and value silence. I dont agree on the last bit but I will say Raphael can be hopeful and even optimistic but it's very much in a Raphael way in that he knows they will win the fights and such he don't doubt that butt kicking. As you can see Raph's hand writing is messy and spaced out its because he is impatient don't take this imagine for fact he slants when he writes with out a line to guide him.

✈ : My muse and  traveling. (If they do it frequently and why, if they never left their home town, e.t.c.)

"Only through those weird portal 'hings." I do kind of feel the portals into the chairman shop are meant to be some weird distorting space but for the sake of this answer I don't feel like this Raphael has been all that many places. Despite liking the docks he's not big on boats. He gets motion sickness uwu buuut he don't like that being know. Cause hes a big tough guy can't be letting others know some waves make him feel like pucking his pizza u-u.

✿ : My muse and nature. (If they are an ‘outdoorsy type’, like the sound of bird’s singing, if they have never set foot in a forest, e.t.c.) 

"I like the sound of rain and the ocean waves.." I wouldn't call him the outdoorsy type but he loves going out to the dock to simply listen to the ocean waves. It's a such a nice calming sound. He likes to sneak away on his own and just stay on the docks by himself where he listens to the water for hours on end. But he also has a love for rain because it reminds him of someone special more so those stormy nights.

☼ : My muse’s first memory. (Where it was, who was with them, how this memory makes them feel, e.t.c.) 

"Firs' memory? uh I guess I 'member Splinter showing me 'hat origami book?"

Splinter often always tries to really help Raphael with his anger in different ways expect 12 u-u were not here for me to rant about this though XD

Splinter knows Raphael doesn't mean anything by his temper, but he dose want to help his son control said temper. Granted video game I feel Raphael has a bit better handle on his temper knowing when best to really let lose at worse? He is just quick to become confrontational. Brash and ready to throw in insults and such As seen with him and Leo's interaction from the comic tie in of the game. Raphael seems the type working with his hands helps him over quite mediation. But Splinter doesn't want to resort to 'hit things' he want's Raph to think. So he got him into the practice of folding paper and well he ended up getting pretty good at it. Since he was a kid he start making simple things like paper frogs. But hes far more skilled now and sometimes can be found in his hammock just making whatever comes to mind like flowers or cranes. He has a set of turtles in blue, red, purple and orange paper respectively that he keeps in his room, they are the only ones he don't throw out and will be a bit upset if you mess with them. Splinter made them for him when teaching him about origami, with them is a messy made rat that Raphael made to go with them.

☙ : My muse’s favourite food. (Bonus: A memory, be it good or bad, associated with said food.)

"Pizza with ranch ta dip it in."

Raphael also has a special soft spot for Splinter's Noodle surprise dish even if it's a little too salty.

♬ : My muse and music. (What type of music they like listening to and in what context, what music they would never listen to, e.t.c.)

"Good music."

Raphael's a fan of rock music and heavy metal it's what he has blasting in his room when he works out or when hes helping Donnie with any vehicles. Has a very bad habit of listening to music far louder than he needs to or should for sure. He dose like some pop music and that's the only time he will make use of headphones or lowering the music. Raphael a bit more touchy on keeping his tough guy appearance on display.

↺ : My muse and the past. (Do they live in the past and struggle to let go of past grievances, or move on more easily, is there anything in their past they want to forget, e.t.c.) 

"Eh not really, ain't much point."

Kinda sorta of, he dose and he doesn't. It sort of depends in all truth on what it is about. As stated in his own ways Raph can be hopefully and optimistic even. He is a very straight forward guy and he doesn't often keep to his past too much more where to go from here. He tends to blow of fails pretty well to just more annoyed that he has to start again. Only thing to do is get back out there and fight again standing around and moping doesn't get anything done after all.

☾ : My muse and sleep. (How much they sleep, how much they wish to sleep, if there is something that never fails to put them to sleep, e.t.c.) 

"Eh I sleep when I gotta" Not like his twin who doesn't seem to understand he needs to go bed, Raphael just is someone who can easily stay up late with out meaning to so much. Mostly because well staying up late means he can sneak out to the surface and maybe get in to a brawl or two. So he tends to be up pretty late often not going to bed till about late in the night and sleeping in if he can the following day. Raphael can actually get by with few hours of sleep, he'll just be a bit more grumpy but everyone is used to him being grumpy just means he sometimes might take a nap in the middle of the day. Which means the turtle is staying up late once again cause he won't be tried come night time.

✧ : My muse and art. (If they have an artistic side or not and why, favourite artist if they have one, e.t.c.) 

"eh I dunno much 'bout it."

Outside his love in origami he's not following his name sake here,

❃ : My muse and social media. (If the muse is/would be on social media and why/why not, their general opinion on it, e.t.c.) 

"I still don' get way Don rather 'ight online than in person?" Raph uses social media just not for the social aspect of it he likes things like tiktok and youtube, but anything that's more for interaction? Nah he just likes to watch videos and such. As established in other replies he doesn't even know Twitter is an app ant a person. So for a good well he's just gonna call Yvonne twitter. Raphael isn't much of a social person in the first place so sites that are more for that?

That being said he dose in fact use Tumblr himself, mostly to re blog stuff like memes and such. He likes to post his origami stuff here and there they tend to go unseen he also likes to take pictures of his bike i'm sorry I can't not see raphie having a bike himself uwu so his feed is mostly memes and almost macanic aesthetics

✉  : My muse and others. (If they social and outgoing or more introverted, and why. If they prefer communicating with others face to face or in written form, e.t.c.). 

"Eh I don' care much ta talk to a lot folks."

Like I said Raphael isn't really all that social of turtle himself. Hes someone that clicks with a few people at best and kinds of sticks to those only. Sure he can decent with others but it's clear if someone is his friend or not. Because that's when hes far more rowdy and out going. So pretty much an introvert and some people just drain him more than others and this dose go towards his own brothers even. Mikey and Leo tend to be more draining to deal with for him and often why Leo and Mikey can wear on his nerves so badly. Donnie? Donnie is the exception. Don is clam to be around the person Raph can be alone together with not to odd to find him near Don's work bench late at night. If he's in a pretty bad mood Don's kind of the only person who he will be nice towards. It's that twin biased uwu

▶ : My muse and level of education. (If the muse has some form of education, what education they perhaps wish they had, e.t.c.). 

"...uh what?"

Raphael is a beautiful sweet boy but he ain't got much going on in his skull ;3; it's why he tends to mix things up so much it is nice that he isn't corrected to often though in truth it could be because everyone used to this idiots dumbassary even when he is corrected least by Splinter he doesn't take offense to it.

◐ : My muse and animals. (If they like animals and treat them well, do not care for them at all, e.t.c.). 

"Eh I am one?"

I feel like all Raphael's are in fact animal lovers uwu I think Raph has a liking for cats the most, least ally cats seem to like him sometimes he keep little treats on hand that he can feed to any he comes across. It's cause he is also an alley cat himself they just vibe together uwu also the image of big mean look Raph with a cat rubbing against his leg well he tries to keep looking mean is adorable to me uwu

❒ : My muse and gifts. (If they are good/bad at finding gifts, good/bad at receiving gifts, good/bad at wrapping gifts, e.t.c.) 

"hmm Dad seems ta 'ike the mug we got 'em 'hat time?"

I feel Raph might not be the best with gifts but it's clear he had the person in mind he might not ever give the perfect gift or maybe even a good gift. But he did have the other person in mind and I feel that often that matters more. It's not a careless gift more maybe they would like this thing. And bless him he dose try he's just not the best, like he gives Casey things they might like simply cause they like hockey but it's kind of a dumb gift like a little hockey stick pen.

☘ : My muse’s relation with their family. (If they speak with each other and how much, if they are close or estranged, e.t.c.). 

"I'd do anythin' to keep it together."

Raphael loves his family he is loyal to them even if he can come across as critical toward his brothers. Especially Leo. Raphael is reckless in fights because he much rather take a hit over any of his brothers, He focused on landing critical hit when it comes to fights because the sooner he takes an opponent done the better. Because then that mean less chance for the others getting hurt. Raphael's love and dedication to his family is just as much a part of him as his anger is. Raph takes being the protect of his family very seriously and it extends to anyone consider family, but the world is so big and so full of harmful things.

Losing Splinter of course put him in the same panic as everyone else, but he felt fighting enough would be the answer. but as they go over and over again through many of the same fights only for it to be made into some twisted game? Wore down on him. Was he not doing enough? If he was fighting better than they would have their dad back right? He tries his best to stay as support for the team the muscle a tank that can take it all. But emotionally? he was falling apart and coming undone. The longer they went with out their dad? The less home was feeling like well home. Recalling all his memories with Splinter wondering if he been taking it all for granted this whole time? All Raph wants is to bring his dad back home. But he also can't let those cracks be seen hes the idiot muscle head who jumps into fights after all.

His connection his brothers is something unbreakable and that nothing can come between. Even if he fights with Leo he still follows them into battle he just wants Leo to get over himself. They aren't like the foot following order without question. They are meant to be a team why can't Leo get that?

Don as mentioned hes got a biased towards. Raphael doesn't ever mind when Don feels the need to run into his room and grip over an argument he has online. And hes easy to assume if Don needs him for anything he don't even have to ask Raph will be there. Heck he might just follow Donnie with out a mention needing to be made. Don asks Raph if he could come with him a moment and Raph's just gets up uncaring why.

Mikey still gets on his nerves it's what baby bros do best, and he loves him despite it. He actually likes some of Mikey's jokes even more if Don joins in with them and Leo hates it. Raphael honestly wishes he could be a bit more optimistic like Mikey so it's why he tries in his own way. If you want to really piss him of though? hurt Mikey and that all it takes. Tends to be wary around Slash for this reason since Mikey's close to them.