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robintheintel
I'M ROBBING INTEL!!!
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robintheintel · 18 minutes ago
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"Think fast, chucklenuts!"
Recently came back home from a 3-day con, so that's fun (today's my birthday too)
Lugermorph was made by the excellent @plasticbruv on Twitter and Instagram
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robintheintel · 42 minutes ago
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Reblog daily for health and prosperity
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robintheintel · 15 hours ago
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I wanna be kinger.
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Someone asked me for a lineup of all my designs and I can't find who it is ;;;; for whoever asked for it, here you go!!!
Full lineup:
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robintheintel · 3 days ago
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Well um... He has been getting a bit uh... ."friendly" with the blu soldier, I have witnessed stuff I wished I never witnessed. (trust me bro I'm the red intelligence :3
Do you know what your demo has been doing with the blue solider?
NO WHAT HAS HE BEEN DOING?!?!
IT BETTER BE TEACHING HIM A LESSON, OTHER WISE ILL GET BOTH OF THEM!!!
HE BETTER NOT BE COMMUNICATING WITH THAT BLUE COMMIE!!!!
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robintheintel · 4 days ago
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A r t
It's beautiful
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Guys I am NOT immune to bunny costume Scout
Team morale boost ig?? theyre having fun lmao
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He drank SO much. Medic is asleep so Spy had to take care of him
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Stop complaining Spy, WHO DO YOU THINK HE GOT IT FROM
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robintheintel · 6 days ago
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@that-handsome-rogue
OOOOOOOOOO
Spy’s being mean to me :[
-@pinecone-anon
Tellhim be nic,,,, or I will beat hmi up!!!!!
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robintheintel · 7 days ago
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robintheintel · 8 days ago
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HOLY F-
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robintheintel · 11 days ago
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Friend: Don't you want to have a romance?
Me: I'm good, I have romance at home.
Romance I have at home:
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robintheintel · 11 days ago
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robintheintel · 14 days ago
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ACK- HOW LEWD!
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Ok this is my first time writing TF2 smut, so be nice to me.
*ahem*
Old men kissing.
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robintheintel · 18 days ago
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surely someone made this already but i took a crack at it anyway
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robintheintel · 19 days ago
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???
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robintheintel · 19 days ago
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Heavy watching his other sister trying to hit on another one of his coworkers
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He already has to put up with Soldier
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robintheintel · 20 days ago
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Demoman teasing reader with a kilt until reader finally rails him from behind
Okay, so I kinda smashed together a few requests to make this one; someone asked for general bottom HCs of Demo, another asked for Demo begging Reader for some 'fun', so I just kinda combined them here. Hope that's okay :,)
I'm also kind of new to smut haha, it feels a bit awkward to write it, but I hope it's good !!
Getting payback with Demo (in a kilt) (smut/18+)
It started when the team left for some sort of investigation set by Miss Pauling.
For once, Demo - who usually lives for action - offered to stay back. This was surprising...
Until he looked back at you with a smirk. Ah. So that was his plan.
"Come on, (Y/n)... Jus' the two of us... alone... whit's the harm in some fun?"
Initially, you weren't too keen on it, for whatever reason (probably being that you had work to do).
"C'mon, please...? Don't leave your beloved all high and dry..!"
But still, you wouldn't budge.
So your partner decided to bring out the big guns.
Big guns being a kilt. And conveniently bending down enough that when you looked at him you could see… enough.
He knew exactly what he was doing, showing off his thick thighs and almost his ass too.
But Demo pretended not to know, raising an eye brow (with a teasing grin) and playing dumb.
"Whit are ye looking at me for? Am no doin' anything…"
At first, you thought you could handle it, simply continuing on with whatever you were doing beforehand.
But he just kept going.
Nudging his butt into you 'accidentally', brushing his hand against your waist, or anywhere he could subtly reach,
Bending down to pick up whatever he 'accidentally' dropped, only to turn his head quickly to make sure you saw.
Eventually, you had enough of... whatever he was doing.
The next time he grazed his fingers against your wrist, you grabbed his, and led him the couch, much to his relief.
But once you threw him on there, he worried he might have pushed you a little too far.
His brain was already starting to feel fuzzy when he felt you guiding him to get on his hands and knees, before lifting up that tartan of his.
"Like what ye see, hm....?"
Teasing like that, along with the slight wiggle of his hips, was only met with a smack on his ass, followed by the intrusion of yourself (strap or not).
The lack of any warning or preparation, followed by the tight grip you had on his hips, was enough to shatter any thoughts he may have had beforehand.
Any words he might have said turned into mewls, whines, and even sobs as you mercilessly pounded into him.
At first, it was too much, too fast.
But then the pain started to twist into sweet, sweet pleasure.
"Do-don't, haah, don't stop-p…! Love..!"
Needless to say, he wasn't going to ask you to slow down any time soon.
It wasn't long at all until you turned him into a sweaty, sobbing mess.
It was actually quite easy once you found the right spot.
"Ah, th-aaaah-th-ere-! R-right...oh.... right the-he-re...!"
You had done this enough with him to know when he was close, flipping him on his back (or at least, guiding him to do it himself) and re-entering.
"God, love.. please..."
His hands were squirming to reach you, to touch and squeeze any skin he could reach, as his eyes threatened to loll back and his skin flushed a noticeable amount.
It wasn't long before he came all over his chest, practically moaning his lungs out.
Luckily the others weren't here, because anyone in the base would've heard by now.
But at least your partner was satisfied, panting out as he shakily brought you to his (messy) chest.
You could clean up later, what mattered most was letting your partner piece his brain back together.
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robintheintel · 23 days ago
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ME WITH FUCKING JANITOR.AI
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robintheintel · 23 days ago
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Mom says stfu or we’re not going to Dairy Queen
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