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My favorite HC is that Craig lends his chullo to Tweek whenever he gets anxious. I'm imagining both of them watching the news about what's happening in Ukraine and Russia. Flashback to that one episode, "Put it Down", Tweek went full on panic mode about the NK potential attack towards the US. This time he would also be feeling worried and keeps cursing that the american government shouldn't fcking intervene with the whole ordeal. Craig would nod along, agreeing that the whole situation is dumb and the russian president, he-who-shall-not-be-said-in-this-page, should calm the fck down. That being said, this IS how I think the scenario would go. The new episode is out today so we'll just see what it's all about.

Hi~

After your last post I decided to revisit your rules and just so happend to see that you liked to write for the lovely diluc.

Might I request a reader teasing him with a remote control vibrator? Other details of when, where, how long and how mean the reader is, is completely up to you!

Love your work, and keep well!! <3

- A diluc loving anon

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ warnings . . . mature content. dom! gn! reader. vibrator in public. jealous reader (ft. donna).

diluc thought he had gotten used to your antics by now, but this was something entirely new, something so very exciting. "diluc, did you put it in properly? like how i showed you before?" you ask, leaning into him so only he could hear you. with a slight blush, he nods, hoping it wasn't obvious the way he walked a little funnier than usual. "good boy, if we don't get taught, i'll give you a reward, okay?"

eager for a reward, diluc takes up the challenge with a small nod. and thus, his shift at angels share began.

you were quiet, almost eerily so, and it sent diluc on edge more than if you were more chatty and teasing— just what were you planning? it made his stomach churn in excitement once again.

it wasn't until donna came walking in, staring infatuatedly at him, that you started up the vibrator placed nicely in him. his eyes widened a fraction, cheeks turning a bright red as he looked at you in shock. now? why now? he tried to find some sort of changing variable only to come up with nothing— how oblivious he could be.

"hello, diluc~" donna sung out, sitting right next to you, which only made you bite back a smirk. "oh wow, you look so red! are you feeling okay?" she asked, batting her lashes. diluc struggled to answer, settling for a 'hmph' and looking away with his usual aloofness. "wow," donna sighed as diluc walked away, "he's so amazing- isn't he?" she turned to you.

you hum, thinking back on all the ways you've fucked him; pulling orgasm after orgasms out of him, bending him in impossible positions, making him sob and beg. yes, he was truly amazing.

you turn it up higher and watch from the corner of your eye as he tenses, face flushing even more as he looks around, wondering is anybody caught sight of the boner he was sporting. he came back, handing you your drink and you smile, touching his hand. "ah, diluc, i was wondering, are you single?" he looks at you in confusion, before glancing at donna and realizing. oh. oh, you were jealous.

"i'm... taken." he clears his throat, "if you'll- hah!" you turn the vibrator up sharply, his legs giving out on him as he falls to the ground behind the bar, his hands tugging on his apron to better hide the cum that seeps through his pants. fuck. fuck. a wet patch if even beginning to form on the apron from how much he just came.

you get up calmly and walk behind the counter, bending down and wrapping an arm around him. "oh yeah, that's right, you're with me." your eyes flick over to donna, who's leaning over the counter and watching you two in shock. you smile ever-so-condescendingly as you show her a remote— she's quick to connect the dots and gasp, blushing intensely as she looks elsewhere. satisfied, you look back at diluc and brush some of his hair out of his face.

"it seems we might have to close early tonight, don't you think?"

BUFF BIKER BUTTERS !!!!

Here's a funny little doodle-comic-thingy I made after a friend gave me the idea that adult butters would be fucking built 💗💗

Happy birthday Kenny

(I know he's not a background character, but it feels like that recently and I wanted to make SOMETHING for his birthday)

Hey world. I know no one is probably reading this, but hey its just me rambling anyways :) So I have no one to really talk to about stuff anymore. Lost most of my friends recently and just over all I have been going through a lot. Don't know if this is the best place to share this, but I'm hoping that people who can relate to this feel / get to know that they're not alone in this :) Im here if you need to talk to anyone about literally anything.

Life is sucks but we'll get through this together <3

-much love from a sad stranger.

i can’t get this to come out how i want it to so here you guys go!!

childe drabble

word count: 0.6K content warnings: unhealthy relationship dynamics, torture, implied stalking, emetophobia, nsfw (dubcon, foot job, masochism, impact play (? kind of?), degradation)

characters included: childe

a/n: vent drabble i did the other day. i’ve been debating on and off whether to post it but i feel like it’s decent enough so eh. might delete this idk yet

heavy dubcon. both characters consent but neither of them are really in the proper headspace to consent.

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childe enjoys the challenge but this one was pretty… challenging. his buds, rosy and sensitive from being tampered with all day, are numb to the point but if your fingertips touch them again he is sure that he’ll scream.

tartaglia’s staring up at you, well more like glaring, with cheeks the color as strawberries and eyes glossed over in a fresh layer of tears, holding on for dear life, trying to keep his begs at bay, within his throat because he don’t want to give into your touches.

it would be embarrassing.

but when you bent down between his trembling legs, to his throbbing cock and just blew lightly—childe’s eyes blew wide as a loud gasp followed by a broken cry ripped from his throat, his restrained body bows and jolts uncontrollably as his cock slicks itself with rivers of his cum.

childe’s body shake through his orgasm, his head is thrown back and tears leak from his glacier eyes—he don’t even notice that he’s sobbing.

how deliciously pretty.

he's in the third dimension now

Relief

If Tweek got pass his 20’s so can I-

I’ve got a couple of ideas after watching the special so hopefully I’ll make something out of them.