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[shibusawa-breeder]

btw did you get like the 700 asks I sent

I have i have my man and i love em all , just still busy with finals , its my last today! Hopefully ill cook up smth for shibusawa soon

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Hey for anyone sending asks rn im sorry for slow answers , im in middle of my finals rn and itll be a while until it ends, i appricate all of the thoughts though :3 happy new years

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HAPPY NEW YEARS I HOPE I RAIL SHIBUSAWA IN THIS ONE 🙏

Too late I'm railing him already fgjjgjg

But Happy new years to u toooooo and everyone! Best wishes to u all

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shibufyo is just two railable men. which one tops??,.,??

They flip a coin to see who tops each night rhfjfj

Personaly I see almost everyone as switch, people can hc everyone anything in fiction so fuck it we ball

Shibu does take top side more often probably just purely cause he's physically stronger and is part dragon so that's enough to break Fyodors back lmao, but he has his pathetic nights too hfhfjg

[shibusawa-breeder]

MERRY YAOIMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YURI ‼️

AND HAPPY HOELIDAYS!!

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I’ve been asking you random ahh stuff about shibusawa is that ok??😭

imagine pushing him onto the bed good lord

IM SO SORRY I ALWAYS FORGET TO ANSWER UR ASKS CAUSE MY NOTIFS GO AWAY AND I GET DISTRACTED😭😭😭😭 and I am not used to tumblr ask interaction

But I appreciate all ur asks u sent I agree with them all, I'll get around to fully answer them at some point 😭

But God yes push him on the bed arch his back , devour him, make him scream, he would look gorgeous, he needs to be bred (cough my username reminds me everyday of my inner sins cough)

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imagine if shibusawa had like these huge ass hoop earrings and whenever he’s bored (which is 24/7 hrhrhr) he just sits on a chair and like plays with his earrings.

omg i want him so bad

I MEAN LIKE… LOOK AT HIM

OKA Y THIS IS VERY QUICK I WHIPPED THIS UP IN LIKE 5 MINUTES AND THE EARINGS COULD BE BIGGER AND BETTER BUT GOD I CAN SEE THE IMAGE YOU ARE SO BIGBRAINED i can help his boredom

also yes i hc him with pointy ears sometimes , i think him being a dragon is so fucking gooooooood and i wanna see more of itttt

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tbh do you think shibusawas gayass would ever be more attracted to a male reader

More as in more than female reader? no clue tbh , on bigger level I don't think he would care?? Cause if we're thinking more canon version he is so shallow IF he were to like someone , it would be on simple basis in his brain at first. He weirdly likes this person and is attracted , that's enough for him to consider this person worth keeping. He would think of them as his most precious gem metaphorically. But simple answer , Yes I think he likes cock (he won't admit it though) so just rattle his brain by pushing him on the bed and his world changes sdkfhsdf

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yk fun story the way I figured out your art was searching up submissive shibusawa… and I found a whole blog about it

The fact i most likely know who's fics you saw is kinda funny lmao (theyre so good tbh) i want shibusawa both below me and on top i just want that man ALIVE IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR FFS SDFSDF

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YOUR SHIBU ART MAKES ME SO INSANE I SWEAR good lord i have not stopped thinking about the shibuvan au im fucking chewing on them THE SHIBUFYO AND SHIBUSIG TOO

I am baffled by the fact people can even find my sketchy art ,like legit yall found the most remote small art pile of garbage in an alleyway and went "this is cool"

Which makes me cry thank you ohmygod sobs

Anyways, Shibu yes it's my life goal to make him hold hands with everyone. Me, you, Fyodor, Ivan, Sigma, everyone. He's so he's he so so GRRRRGR SQUEEZES HIM LIKE STRESS BALL

Also I was struck by a gods vision of making this Shibuvan meme

[shibusawa-breeder]

roommate shibusawa is low key fine omg

Roommate Shibusawa originated some time ago and funnily enough it was him being roommates with Fyodor hdhfhv AND HIM HAVING VERY PERVY CRUSH ON FYODORS S/O LMAO

But Shibu as real roomate would be both very nice and absolutely horrible, cause yes he pays rent yes he is pretty quiet and doesn't play loud music at 2 am and is engrossed in his studies. But also his sass and princess arrogance attitude make him so annoying gjgjgjh (I love him, my stinky boy, stinky)

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random but your shibufyo art is edible (huge compliment from a autistic twink) 🫶🫶🫶

Hello yes they're gay you're honor, toxicly gay but still. What a slay

And thank u thank u for ur compliments I bow to u, happy you like my silly silliest doodles

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The whole Dead apple movie could have been won if ADA just used a fucking laser pointer at Shibusawa, he would chase it around like a cat I bet

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shibusawa is so pathetic i love him and remember that ONE SCENE in the last ep of s5??? when before fyodor died he was like “he was my greatest foe since THAT MAN” WHAT IF THAT MAN WAS SHIBUSAWA??

I don't think it was Shibusawa tbh cause realisticly Fyodor saw himself above him BUT! that will not stop me from making them hold hands and have Fyodor second doubts about killing him since he was the only one who even slightly enjoyed his presence and was on the same intellect level.

Yo sir ur rekindling my love for this pathetic dragon man , BSD moved on but mentaly i am still at Dead apple (and Stormbringer rip) I want to squeeze him like a stress boy , cuteness agression is real yall

Heres the furries together , dont ask i just found this also in the depths of my folders sdfsdf

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shibusawa w turtleneck like that one post you did a while ago w kinda dragon shibusawa if your requests are open twirls my hair

I feel like you just stumbled upon a dumpster and asked if theres anyone still alive inside dsfasddf Currently i am busy and this blog is sort of. half dead so i cant specificly draw you shibu sorry :( But i do have these older sketches laying around so take those for now , hope they suffice :p

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very loose roomate au for shibu and also shibuvan cause i just like shibu holding hands with anyone ,please asagiri let him out of the coffin please

[shibusawa-breeder]

the lgbtq community has forgiven verlaine

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STOP.

✸ pairing: lovecraft x afab ada!reader

✸ cw: VERY DARK CONTENT AHEAD! MINORS DNI. tentacles, noncon, oviposition (eggs), choking, womb fucking.

✸ notes: breedtober fic 5! mentioned but this takes place during season 2 and the guild conflict, reader is in the ADA. easily the nastiest thing ive ever written! proceed with caution and/or have fun :)

✸ wc: 1.3k (im sick)

want more of breedtober?

DISCLAIMER: i do not condone noncon in any way, shape, or form. this is just fiction with no reflection of real life. there are tentacles. please refrain from leaving hate comments, and just unfollow/block. or simply scroll away. thank u!

You should’ve never, ever underestimated him. He might’ve seemed aloof, fatigued, and uninterested in anything but completing a day’s work, but it was all just a façade. How could you be so stupid? To write this eldritch monster, H. P. Lovecraft, off as harmless and unthreatening was the worst mistake you could’ve made. Following closely behind choosing to walk the streets of Yokohama alone at night as an ADA detective while the conflict with The Guild had yet to be resolved, and all the members of said organization were still at large.

“Please- please!” you cried out, tears in your eyes as you were being dragged into a dark alleyway by the man with the ability no one could fathom or understand. The one not even Dazai could nullify and put up a good fight against Chuuya’s corrupted state. “Let me go! Please!”

“Please stop talking,” Lovecraft deadpanned, sounding as bored and indifferent as he would if you had only asked him what time it was. His face was completely expressionless in the most terrifying way. “I just want this done.”

Despite his wishes, you still continued to thrash in his oddly strong arms – you never would’ve guessed based on his general appearance, another mistake – even as he pinned you down facedown against an abandoned dumpster and tugged your pants down. You couldn’t see it but you could hear it – the way his arm that wasn’t holding you down transformed from human skin and bone to… something else. Something green, wet, and slimy. A tentacle. One that was currently slithering down the back of your panties and poking at your hole.

"Why are you doing this?” you wailed, coiling away from the disgusting, horrifying feeling of the appendage attempting to touch your sex.

“It’s mating season,” is all he offers, as if it’s the most obvious explanation in the world. The one hand that he’d been using to hold you down had now morphed into four tentacles, each restricting you so tightly you started wondering if fighting was completely useless.

“Why me?” was your next question.

“I’d really prefer it if you eliminated any and all speech.”

As if to really drive his point home, potentially to even punish you, the tentacles wrapped even tighter around your limbs before the one most precariously located penetrated you hard. As thick as a soda can, the slimy tentacle made you scream at the top of your lungs. You could feel the way your poor, unprepared pussy was stretched so tight around the girth it felt like you were about to tear. Never mind the way it squirmed and wiggled further and further into your cunt, pulsing and writhing until it reached your cervix.

You screamed and cried and wailed desperately until Lovecraft got so sick of it, he formed another tentacle to curl around your throat and mouth, choking and gagging you.

The man, if he could even be called that, maintained his bored, uninterested appearance even as he restrained, choked, and fucked you with his ability. The tentacle wasted no time in further violating your cunt, picking up a painful rhythm as it thrust in and out of you, reaching all the way to your cervix each and every time. Your legs trembled and slime leaked steadily out of your hole onto the concrete ground – at least there was lubrication.

Despite your violent protests and pleading for it all to stop, it would be a lie to say it didn’t feel… good. That the way this monster fucked you didn’t stretch you so deliciously, that the tapered tip of the tentacle didn’t flick against your sweet spot continuously. That was the only reason Lovecraft loosened the grip on your mouth – to let you moan. And moan you did.

“Feel good?” he smirked, the curls of his lips the first sign of emotion he had shown all night.

“Please- ngh- please stop!” you cried out, words forcibly interrupted by a hearty moan as he angled the tentacle slightly differently, having somehow perfectly zeroed in on your sweet spot. “Fuck!”

It was made even worse when yet another tentacle slithered close, curling around your waist and underneath you. You were unsure of its purpose only for a moment, until it began tracing your slit and massaging your clit.

“Stop!” you whimpered, screwing your eyes shut and banging your fist against the rusted metal of the garbage bin. The echoes of the warping metal only slightly drowned out your moans of pleasure. Lovecraft’s smirk only grew – he didn’t need your consent, but a willing partner was always easier to breed.

“Just let it feel good,” he sighed, stretching the tentacle inside you even wider.

“N-never,” you groaned, though it really, really felt good. Now both slime and slick were dripping out of your hole, a nasty mixture that ran down your thighs and pooled in your pants that were still bunched around your knees.

You had gotten so lost in the terribly intoxicating feeling of getting fucked alongside it rubbing your clit that you had completely forgotten about the breeding comment he had made – but Lovecraft didn’t.

“You should be ready soon,” he hummed, eyeing the size of the appendage buried in your pussy and attempting to gauge its size in reference to the egg.

“R-ready? For w-” your question was answered before you were even able to finish asking it. The reason why he wanted to get you to feel good, to loosen up. For the eggs.

A bloodcurdling screech penetrated Lovecraft’s ears, loud and disturbing enough that he actually frowned, once the first egg passed through the appendage and reached your hole.

“What is that?”

He had maybe slightly underestimated the size of the egg, as your body seemed to be resisting it much more than he thought it would – it’d been a bit since he’d done this. He had to form multiple extra tentacles for this part of the process; one to shut you up once again so he could concentrate, two to spread your thighs as wide as possible to allow for easiest entry, and a few more to keep you more still. A moving target was much harder to hit.

The first egg still remained lodged in your pussy, struggling to push past the ring of muscle so it could exit the tentacle and insert itself into your womb. With stimulation coming from every which direction, you hadn’t even noticed the way the very tip of the tentacle had slithered past your cervix and directly inside your uterus.

“Fucking- take it,” Lovecraft groaned frustratedly, spreading your cheeks painfully wider to pry your pussy open, until finally the egg was able to pass through. If able to pass your lips, your screams likely would’ve shattered windows. The worst part was the egg forcing its way through your cervix and nestling happily inside your womb.

But the absolute worst part of it all? This felt good, too.

There was something so horrifically enticing, so disturbingly erotic about a mysterious eldritch being stuffing its eggs deep inside you, depending on you to carry and incubate them. And those were the thoughts that unfortunately filled your head as he fucked eggs into you one by one, your tummy distending with each addition.

It even filled your head as you lay half naked against the dumpster, back against a brick wall once Lovecraft had relieved himself of all his eggs and abandoned you in that alleyway.

You could hear Kunikida calling your name with fear and fervor in the distance, clearly having found out you were attacked, but all you could do was rub your abnormally round belly and giggle almost drunkenly as you replayed those moments over and over in your mind – how could you have gotten so lucky?