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mih4nn · 3 days
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twt doodles
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charleshyde · 3 days
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WHY CAN'T I JUST LOVE ONE AND HATE THE OTHER???? 😭 Doflamingo is just so charismatic...I can't hate him, but I'll never forgive him for Cora
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kbondoxxxxav · 8 hours
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drawing law and baby 5 is fun, they visually look like biological siblings
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one piece + screenshots of despair
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akela-missing · 3 days
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Захотел пойти в хорни аск по Ван Пису за Фем!Дофламинго и делал вот концепты пока делал приветку. Плюшечки Фем!Крокодайла и Фем!Михоука
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merbear25 · 1 day
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Can I request Priest! Doffy fucking his little innocent reader? :3 Doffy calling his victim "little lamb" 🤭
AHHH Kari 💜💜💜💜💜💜 Thank you so much for requesting something, my lovely! I'm always happy to write something for you, especially when it's something dark and kinky 🤭 I really hope you like what I've written for you 😘
After so many lingering eyes tempting you, wanting to pull you into sin, you sought out advice from your congregation leader in hopes of him guiding you back on the path to righteousness. However, you come to realize that even those who are meant to be holy deliverers are no different from the common man.
CW: NSFW, MDNI, fem!reader, blasphemy, corruption, abuse of power, age gap implied, rough sex, vaginal penetration, bukkake 
Leading his devoted follower into sin (Priest!Doffy)
You spent many times praying on your Rosemary, sitting on the pew in front of the towering cross. The number of prayers you were advised to bestow onto the religious symbol always seemed to be climbing to rid you of your newfound sinful thoughts.
You hadn’t asked for this: the wandering eyes from others both in and outside of the congregation. Then why did you enjoy how it made you feel? Despite how wrong you knew it to be, you were left imagining what could happen if you returned their advances, most of which crept into your mind during the late hours of the night. These thoughts clouded your better judgment, rendering you helpless under such temptation.
Perhaps the Lord would understand, just this once, if you crossed the line into self fulfilling pleasure. With your unskilled touch, you were only left frustrated and unsatisfied, thinking that you’d brought disappointment upon yourself with no rewards of gratification.
Visiting Father Doffy directly seemed like the most logical next step; he had been a part of the Church for much longer than the other priests, meaning he had the most experience. Standing outside his office door, you hesitantly knocked, secretly hoping he wasn’t in so that you wouldn’t have to explain your shameful behavior to him.
“Come in.”
Peeking out from behind the door, you saw him working earnestly on documents. Sighing, he looked up at you and welcomed you into his office. “Oh, please come sit, my child. What brings you in here?”
Feeling a bit of warmth to his invitation to sit, you did as he requested. Nervously, you twiddled with your thumbs, unsure how to approach the topic of last night’s endeavors.
Picking up on your hesitation, he motioned to the other side of his desk and leaned against it to give this visit a more personal touch. “What’s on your mind?”
“Father, I’m afraid that I’ve been pulled, coaxed if you will, into sin. I just don’t understand how this could have happened. I attend mass regularly, as well as confession and I’m still filled with these overwhelming desires.” 
You looked up at him with desperation on your face, pleading for him to guide you back into the light, “Please, Father, help rid me of these thoughts.”
Such a delicious display of devotion and trust you held whetted his appetite and intrigued him—just how far would you be willing to go to earn your place in the Lord’s good grace again? 
His relaxed tone hid his dark intentions perfectly, leaving you blind to what was to come. “Have you given into these shameful urges?”
With the recollection of last night, you hung your head, “Yes, and I am most ashamed of it.”
Letting out a soft exhale of what he disguised as disappointment, he began pulling your puppet strings, “It is true that our Lord is forgiving, although willingly throwing yourself to sin is rather serious.”
As your body trembled at the thought of eternal damnation, he couldn’t help but lick his lips in the anticipation of tasting your sweet nectar. “Show me what you did,” the tone was void of its supportiveness, now being replaced with demand.
Your eyes were wide with disbelief and as you began to question him, he stopped you in your tracks, leaving you to linger in a limbo of confusion. The discomfort of exposing your body to him was being outweighed by your fear of disobeying one of God’s most devoted.
Taking off your pants, you positioned yourself on the chair, spreading your legs to reveal your slick coated folds. His gaze burned into you, leaving the feeling of hell fire singeing your immortal soul. You let your unskilled fingers show him just how useless you were at pleasing this pent-up lust. 
When he chuckled to himself, the heat on your face deepened. Leaning towards you and repositioning himself directly in front of you, he guided you through it, “This is the most sensitive part.” His finger hovered over your clit. Even without physical contact, the rush of him being so close made you tremble. “Be sure to give it attention by swirling your little fingers around it.”
As you followed his instructions, the difference was night and day. You started panting and squirming from the shockwaves of euphoria. 
“Such a beautiful display of obedience, my little lamb,” he let out a low chuckle the more your legs shook. 
Seeing you in such a helpless state was too good of an opportunity to resist taking advantage of. Standing over you, he unzipped his pants to expose his own sinful arousal. The confliction in your eyes, your quaking form: his cock ached to feel your pure touch on it.
Stroking slowly and steadily, his voice was stern, “Give me your hand.” Placing your hand on his length, he made you grip it to his liking and guided it up and down, demonstrating how best to please him. “Don’t stop playing with yourself.”
With each thrust he bucked into your hand, you could feel this burning urge for more. The succumbing to ecstasy was all over your delicate features. He leaned down, his breath hot on your sensitive skin as if taunting you, “Do you wish to give yourself to me, little lamb?”
“Please, show me the light, Father…”
The devil showed himself to you through the sadistic grin that stretched across his face. Without any warning, he angled his hips and plunged into you as deeply as he could. Even with your shrieks from the sudden waves of pain, he paid them no mind. You were his to do with as he pleased, to drag down to the pits of hell with him.
Playing with your clit, he reveled in your shocked expression; having never before been subjected to one of the greatest pleasures the Lord bestowed upon his people, you were perfect for Doffy to have his way with.
With each shudder, each spasm of your walls clamping around him, he continued being relentless until he was satisfied. Reveling in the fervor forcibly pushing you over the edge, you unraveling on him made him quickly follow suit.
Pulling out, he grabbed you by the throat, pushing you against the back of the chair as he hastily chased his own orgasm. With low, guttural grunts, his hot seed drenched your defiled innocence.
Trying to catch his breath, he grinned at the state of you: that sweet face being coated in his cum was a delectable sight to soak in.
Throwing a washcloth at you, he told you to clean yourself up. Doing so with shaky hands, he smirked at you, “Don’t worry. Our Lord is a forgiving and understanding one, remember?”
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moonbaby26 · 1 day
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I love when he truly loses his composure. When he’s not in control and we get to see him literally sweat.
Granted he often immediately covers that vulnerability with rage, but still. That’s probably my favorite type of emotional outburst that he gives. Because when the mask comes off, there’s that glimpse of the insecure train wreck that lives inside. Even crazy town has its layers.
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breakonthroough · 2 days
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Unexpected meeting at saloon 🦩
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Well, speak of the devil. Look who's home.
или "Вспомнишь солнце — вот и лучик" (ну, все всё поняли).
One piece and Trigun funny crossover. Drawing as a gift to my beloved husband for his birthday according to his request.
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v-67 · 1 day
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Flashback
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huyandere · 2 months
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bald piece is real
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deadite-central · 6 months
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One of my favourite facial expressions in op is the “there’s NO WAY in hell I’m loosing to a teenager wearing flip flops” face
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dykealloy · 5 months
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what do you mean jennifer saunder's shrek 2 cover of Holding Out for a Hero didn't play over the entirety of dressrosa arc
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littlewanibites · 2 months
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Wonder what they dream of...
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brawnie · 6 months
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High fashion One Piece - part 1 of a series by Wisdm on Instagram
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akela-missing · 3 days
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Проба нарисовать фем!Крокодайла и ответ Доффи на мои переживания
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crystallizedtwilight · 2 months
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"He is free. Just let him go."
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