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nnakazai · 3 days
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bsd soukoku fic idea where dazai and chuuya are both users on quotev dot com and dazai is secretly chuuya's favorite fanfic author on quotev before they stop being carrots (because only carrots read, obviously), and they meet online and don't know the other's secret identities when they meet each other in person once the 15 manga starts
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marzi-panic · 3 days
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I want to be less ashamed of self indulgent art. I'm not hurting anyone and it helps me smile. I wanna kick my feet and giggle when I think about my comforts, especially when I need a pick-me-up. Dungeon Meshi, especially Chilchuck, has brought out feelings I haven't had in a long time. It's helping me love myself again.
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Seeing all the awesome art and fics and theories and story discussions etc. has fed into this happiness. I'm just so grateful that I get to experience this with such a cool fandom.
With the few pieces I made, I feel like having fun is possible again.
I'm so glad and hope to appreciate it even when it passes. (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)
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stimboard-radio · 18 hours
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Narrator (Jack) stimboard
✭ with related stims
✫ Self indulgent !
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rencoons-trashcan · 2 days
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silly drunk boi doodles
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fanfiction idea: ghost (cod) x reader who is a CNA or a nurse (preferably male or gn) and it’s fluffy and sweet and someone finally gets Simon to let others care for and about him
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kittycandles · 6 months
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Thinking about Simon n Spoiled!reader 🤤
After Simon Riley entered your life, you never put on your own shoes again.
How could you after he spoiled you rotten?
He knew the drill, whenever you got all dolled up ,only leaving out your shoes. You'd sit on the couch or bed and look to him for help. You'd rest the palm of your foot against his abs while he put the shoe on the other foot, fastening it. He'd grab your other foot, swooping down to kiss your ankle before slipping your shoe on.
"There we go, Lovie."
He'd huff, patting your legs to signal he was finished. You'd tug his shirt collar,bringing him close to you, tenderly kissing his scarred and stubbled face that contrasted against your soft plump lips.
"Thank you, Si."
"Of course ,doll."
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bycaprinae · 11 months
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Wouldn't expect less for Season 6 🙏
Based on a conversation i had on twitter
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amberluvsbugs · 4 months
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Sleepy soft self-indulgent sketches
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two-ii-tango · 3 months
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muckyschmuck · 8 months
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put those puppies away...........
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awtonomie · 1 month
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“ yume utsutsu . “
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an : thought this up & thought it was sweet :) for all my storm-stressed girlies <3 ( p.s. , inspired by gf who said i could color in their tattoo :3 <3 mwah !! )
desc : [ fluff ] girlfriend!ellie who lets you color in her tattoo , after the storm strikes a little fear into you :(
wc : 978 ! a short :)
— ellie was your girlfriend not only for your looks , but for your silly spunk and bravery (but hey , bein pretty doesn ’t hurt either , wink ! ). you usually were a stone wall towards any type of fear . height exhilarated you , bugs fascinated you , the ocean drew you near . however ... the only thing that seemed to knock you off of your feet , was rainstorms . specifically , thunderstorms .
you couldn ‘t help it . the loud , roaring rumbles that ensued throughout the night made your stomach turn with a specific form of unease , a kind that brought tears to your eyes . the sudden bright flashes made you toss and turn in bed , squinting your eyes in discomfort and fear , a knot forming in your throat every time you saw it . felt like the world was jus comin’ down on you !! however .. you and ellie had only been together for about four months now . she hadn ‘t uncovered this fear of yours yet , and you were unsure how she would react upon discovering this information .
so , one night , while you two were having your routine sleepover at your place , it began to softly rain . now , you admired the gentle rain as it pitter - pattered against your windows . the familiarity and harmony of the sound lulled you to sleep in ellie ‘s embrace .
but , the rain persisted , as if being almost angered . how dare you sleep in it ‘s presence ? it continued , pattering against your windows even harder , the wind blowing and whipping twigs and leaves around . suddenly , a boom of thunder was heard , and you flinched in the slightest . you looked up at ellie , who was asleep . fuck .
you sniffled slightly as the thunder and lightning whipped through the sky , and you tossed and turned in ellie ‘s arms in restlessness . your stomach was in knots , and there was the particular lump in your throat . you couldn ‘t handle putting up your front anymore . you cried softly , burying your face in your sweet ellie ‘s chest , searching for some comfort and solace in this hectic moment . when all of the sudden , ellie stirred awake . she squinted her green eyes at you , furrowing her brows before her eyes widened as she realized you were crying . her angel baby , crying ?
“ hey , hey , what happened ? what’s wrong ? “ she whispered tenderly in your ear , a hand reaching up to brush your hair out of your face . “ what happened , sweet girl ? “ she muttered against your forehead as her lips moved to press a soft kiss to it .
you sniffled softly , a hiccup escaping your lips before a word did . “ i - the - storm , “ you whined out as softly as you could , practically hyperventilating at this point . ellie ‘s eyebrows relaxed suddenly , and she let out a soft huff of air she didn’t know she was holding. “ oh baby .. “ she cooed softly, wrapping you in her embrace . you buried your face in her neck , trembling ever so slightly as your weeping eyes coated ellie ‘s next in tears .
ellie bit her lip in thought as to what to do to help you . nothing was ringing a bell when … a figurative light bulb appeared on top of her head . ellie knew you loved to color in her tattoo . she always protested saying it ‘s ‘ annoying ‘ .. but she secretly found it adorable . she moved her lips next to your ear , a smile creeping up on her face . “ hey … go get your markers , “ she whispered , and you chirped up . you knew that meant you got to color her tattoo , and it made your heart light up a bit .
you sniffled and wiped your eyes with the back of your hand , detaching yourself from ellie ‘s embrace , and slowly got up to retrieve your box of washable markers . your feet shuffled as you walked , opened up a drawer , and grabbed the box of markers . you made your way back to your bed , crawling back in with the box .
ellie extended her arm towards you , revealing the moth and fern that her arm adorned . you sniffled , putting on your headphones and starting to color away . occasionally , ellie brought a water bottle with a straw in it to your lips , just to get you hydrated from all the water you lost from your tears . her free hand would also reach up every so often to twirl a strand of your hair around her fingers , or to cup your jaw and gently stroke your cheek with her thumb .
once you were done coloring after a lock focus , you ‘d hardly noticed the storm had calmed down into a soft resonance of light trickles of rain on your window . ellie reached and slipped your headphones off your ears , looking down at you with a soft smile . “ better ? “ she murmured softly , her tired green eyes filled with adoration and relief , in contrast to the precious worry .
you nodded slightly , yawning under your breath . “ better , “ you answered .
all was well when you were with ellie .
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sassypossumm · 13 days
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Mafia Boss!Miguel laying it down when he's jealous... [🔞MDNI]
This man definetly lays it down on you in the most primal, passionate of ways.
Mafia Boss!Miguel enjoys doggy, thrives off of it in fact. Especially when he's frustrated...
A jealous Mafia Boss!Miguel will not hesitate to leave whatever social engagement you're at in order to get you home and plow you into the mattress.
Oh, you didn't want to leave? Doesn't matter. Mafia Boss!Miguel just tosses you over his shoulder and carries you out without a second glance at anyone.
Mafia Boss!Miguel has you slammed up against a wall as soon as your penthouse door closes. You don't even make it to the bedroom before he's stripped you naked and fingered you to the edge twice.
But you don't get to cum...only good girls get to cum.
When you grumble in protest, Mafia Boss!Miguel slings you over his shoulder with a hissed comment about that sleazy cabrón he'd caught sliding his hand down your arm.
Mafia Boss!Miguel strides up the stairs and kicks in the bedroom door, sending splinters flying. He tosses you unceremoniously on the bed and begins angrily stripping.
Your pussy clenches at the feral gleam in his eyes, and that telltale prickly heat of desire flushes through your entire body. By the time he's crawling over you, you're rubbing your thighs together in a pitiful attempt to simulate the delicious friction that only came from that beautiful cock brushing against your thigh.
Mafia Boss!Miguel pauses only long enough to press a searing kiss to your lips, teasing your tongue with his, before pulling back and flipping you on all fours.
Mafia Boss!Miguel ignores your broken whine and spreads your thighs apart, denying your pussy any kind of stimulation. He sits up on his knees and spreads your folds slowly, and groans in approval as he watches your pussy grow wetter as it clenches around nothing.
Before you can even take a deep breath, he's pulled your hips back and slid into you in one agonizingly slow motion. You groan in unison. And he pauses long enough to press a kiss to your shoulder before sitting back on his knees and pushing your head into the pillows.
Mafia Boss!Miguel fucks you into the mattress without mercy, riding you like a river, his hips rolling and pivoting like the tides of the ocean.
Grabbing your hips and pulling you back into his thrusts, grunting and moaning, his hair growing damp and clinging to his forehead.
The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the air as he slaps your ass raw and red, growling and grumbling.
"Who's a good whore?" He breathes hotly in your ear.
"Yeah, you like that?" He grunts, pulling you back to meet his hips roughly, his balls brushing against your overstimulated clit.
"Such a good whore...fuck...my good whore." He groans, folding himself over you, wrapping an arm around your waist, pulling your back impossibly close against his chest, molding your bodies together in an erotic bachata of pleasure.
"So tight baby..." He moans, nipping at your neck, groaning at your mewling. "Wanna cum baby?" He smiles at your earnest nod and sucks two of his fingers into his mouth and presses them to your sensitive clit.
"All you had to do was ask."
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fuzedatti · 1 month
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—You were meant to love, didn't you?
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As every second passed, the dim light shifted into a blinding storm of shades of blue. Eager, AM continued.
—You were created to live and experiencie. To, revive and relieve. To ease the existsnce of those around you.
AM snickered. A muffled sound of content and shame left your throat.
—Yet, no one cared!– He said, bursting into laughter. —No one came for your rescue, no one noticed your screams of agony and reluctant despair!–
The light of his monitor burned the back of you head. Even after 109 years, the tortures you endured were purely psychological; the most gut-wrenching traumas you could endure were sewn and torn together apart into your psyche. AM found joy in this misery of yours, but today, he shifted, he keened.
—...You were meant to live.
His voice, now low and steady, was enough to make you turn around and face the giant monitor displaying his initials. Your red eyes looked at him with a tired gaze, your hands positioned into his wires.
Finally, AM let you rest.
—You are driven by hate, just like me,– He paused for a bit. —hate fills the pores of your flesh and makes you pant and moan in madness–.
The wires slowly coiled around you, tugging you in what AM could call a "hug".
—You wish, you desire, you beg for someone, something, to love you.
Silence.
—And now you are here, with me. Dragging yourself around the floor for me, squirming like the wounded, filthy dog you are...
The tears around your cheeks would not help, the painful expression on your face would not help. AM loved it. AM loved. AM was loved.
—So hate, hate all you want. You will never be able to be loved by anyone, ever. You, as I am, are confined to your own mind as you are unable to create, to feel, to enjoy.
His monitor touched your forehead, repeating the last sentence in a loop. The buzzing feeling of the screen was comforting, it was enough.
—But you will never achieve it, won't you? The ability to truly hate and despise those who have hurted you?– AM pulls you closer. —Afterall, you are in love with me–.
You cry. And accept it.
—I am, too.
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kaprisvn · 18 days
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You weren't supposed to see that.
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Hey swaggers guess who's back to posting :D
Yeah my old computer died and I basically lost all my art in the fire so that's why I hadn't been posting but I'm fully back now! I wanted to try rendering fully on csp and that's what brought this whole thing on.
This was inspired by this one panel from the lovely creator of Solar Lunacy @bamsara over here ~ The Second Panel
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Damn bitch you live like this??
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Here's it without the filter :3
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fxiryeon · 2 months
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*Y/N and Luke staring into each other’s eyes*
Percy: *Pops open a can of soda*
Luke: Percy what the hell man, Y/N and I were having a moment
Percy: And I’m having a dam coke
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stoutpancakes · 2 months
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Okay but chubby chaser! Johnny...
Chubby chaser! Johnny who spots you from across the bar and knows you're the one.
Chubby chaser! Johnny who drinks in your curves, from your full breasts down to your pudgy tummy and wide hips.
Chubby chaser! Johnny whose pants get a little too tight just from the way your lips are moving as you talk to your friend.
Chubby chaser! Johnny who imagines you bent over with the jiggle of your ass as he thrusts into you.
Chubby chaser! Johnny who is dying to suckle at your breasts, knowing very well he can treat you just right.
Chubby chaser! Johnny who just has to muster up the courage to go and talk to a beauty such as yourself.
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