#<- to be safe

[puzzlegames]

[mosskissed]

600 words, sae x fem!reader, mdni. cockwarming, finger sucking, choking mention

plagued by visions of cockwarming sae... you're sat in his lap, one of his arms wrapped tightly around your waist to keep you from squirming. he's resting his chin on your shoulder, wholly focused on the match playing on the tv and seemingly unbothered by the fact that he's currently buried balls deep inside you.

it's unbearable to be stuffed full of him but completely ignored.

when you cave and reach down to play with your clit he tuts, grabbing your hand and squeezing it in his own before pointedly setting it down for you on your thigh. you know better than to try it again — it's enough to drive you to tears of frustration though, and now you're left whining and begging him to just fuck you already.

he strokes your hair like you're a fussy pet, shushing you. "i know it's hard, but i want you to sit still for just a bit longer until the game's done. want my help? need me to take your mind off that needy cunt?"

you nod desperately, balling your hands into fists while you try to do as he says and just sit still and keep him warm.

he's quick to act then, trailing a hand up your front and pinching a nipple meanly between his fingers, laughing quietly at the way you whimper and arch your back away from the sting. he doesn't linger for long, thankfully, moving higher until he's tracing your lower lip with his index and middle fingers.

you take the hint and open your mouth for him, sticking your tongue out for him the way you know he likes. he rubs the pads of his fingers over your tongue, pushing down on it to pin it against your chin and let your drool pool at the tip; he gathers the mess on his fingertips before finally slipping them between your lips for you to suck on. his length twitches inside you with interest at the way you instantly hollow your cheeks around the digits and you can't help the quiet whimper that escapes you at the feeling.

he leaves you be like that for a few minutes, sucking mindlessly until you start trying to roll your hips again, making aborted movements as you try to fuck yourself even with him pinning you. he starts to move his fingers then as a distraction, pulling out until just the tips are trapped between your greedy lips before pushing them back in deep enough to make you gag.

the first time you write it off as an accident, but when he makes you gag for the second time you can tell it’s on purpose even without feeling the low, almost sadistic laugh that rumbles through his chest. you turn your head to try and shoot him a reproachful glare but he just raises an eyebrow, still smirking.

it's hard for him to take you seriously when you're blinking back tears, the sight only making him want to see you cry harder; how far can he push you tonight?

but then he's thinking... you clamped down on him like a vice both times he made you gag — practically strangled his dick, really. was it from the temporary lack of air?

would it feel better if he choked you? could he make himself come just from the way you’ll massage his cock while he does it?

only one way for him to find out, he supposes. good thing his match is finishing up.

[oblivious-aro]

Isat really said even if you hate yourself, you'd decide you deserved help if you saw yourself from an outside perspective.

You may hurt yourself without a second thought and earnestly tell yourself over and over that you don't deserve happiness, but if you met yourself on the street you simply wouldn't be able to help showing them compassion.

[thylacid]

my heart that beats in your chest

[sandeewithtwoe]

Red means I L.O.V.E. you

I rendered a sketch I made long ago

Color belongs to Superyoumna

Killer belongs to rahafwabas

[macaronichewtoyz]

ANOTHER REDESIGN YAY... the gay moth... [he/him]

Old version...o_o

[somberine]

someone in the tags of my sybil post said they could reunite and i was going to draw something like 900x more evil but then felt bad so have a tame version of reuniting 4 now

i have a million and one thoughts about these two in general that i can not write out or id look a little insane

[gorgynei]

about inner identity

[fagbearentertainment]

MATPAT???

[moonstandardtime]

blog called istheloopvideocute that rates loop characterization on a scale of how healthy the coping mechanisms are (as well as, on a more meta level, how aware of loops facade the characterization is)

[threehorncircus]

just another station 🎱

[thylacid]

disease

[pillowspace]

Thinking about how Charlotte Emily most likely regularly hung out with the Aftons.

William comes downstairs at 9 in the morning to see Charlie and Elizabeth with empty teacups and a teapot, and is just like, ah. Of course. Little girls love tea parties, but indulges them anyway like "what are you two up to?" Elizabeth immediately lights up. "Charlie said that we should play British People 'cause we're British!" William, now a bit more confused, "...ah. I see." Elizabeth, "oh won't you join us? Pretty please?" Charlie then pipes in that she had also asked Mike, but that he had very unfortunately said no, because "Liz plays too mean." Elizabeth, "I do not, you're just too scared to lose!" Michael, "I can't fucking lose at 'British People.'"

Charlie and Elizabeth do atrocious things to their dolls. Drama. Tragedy. They always clash on the endings though, as Charlie wants their dolls fo have a happy end while Elizabeth wants their dolls to have an even worse end

Michael doesn't know Charlie's staying over, and brings home his schoolmates one day. William Frowns TM like "I tried to tell you Henry was dropping off Charlotte today, but you were already halfway out the door." Michael later re-enters the room to find his schoolmates picking on Charlie and pulling at her hair. The closest Michael ever feels to peace is when he's with the Emilys, so he immediately spirals at the sight like, "oh god, if Uncle Henry finds out I brought people over who hurt his daughter, he might not bring her over anymore. What do I do then? What do I do if he stops liking me?" He quickly shoos off his friends, going "dude! She's a guest, leave her be" while Charlie recovers. Before he too can follow after them, Charlie asks Michael if he'll draw with her. He hesitates. The Emilys are the closest he ever gets to peace, so he agrees and sits down to draw. "What are you drawing, Char?" "Marionette!" "'S that the creepy thing that's always watching the guests come and go at Freddy's?" "He's not creepy, he's my friend. Dad made him for me :(" "ahh. You know, my father's been building something for Liz too." "You think that it'll protect her like Marionette protects me?" "Maybe."

Charlie notices how anxious CC always seems to be, and declares one day that she'll keep him safe. She makes him a drawing of them both holding hands, and gives it to him so that he may always look upon it and know that Charlie's rooting for him. He nearly bursts into tears at the kind gesture. The whole household tries to be nicer to each other whenever Charlie's around, but CC tells her about Michael's behaviour to him. Knowing how weak Michael is to her, Charlie gives Michael a look while he's grabbing cereal the next morning like "you should be nicer to your brother. He's just a little kid." Michael immediately pauses, then awkwardly closes the cupboard like "ummm. Okay." Not wanting to use Charlie as a means to make fun of CC, he just never brings the interaction up afterwards

The Emily and Afton families joining together are constantly filled with different forms of jealousy from the Aftons. William, he's jealous of Henry. Michael, he's jealous of Charlie's positive relationship with her father. CC, he's jealous of how Michael seems to like Charlie so much more than him. Elizabeth doesn't even notice her own jealousy, but deep down, Charlie's completely peaceful household... confuses her. She rationalizes the lack of favouritism or hostility as it only stemming from Charlie being an only child, rather than Henry's good parenting. Being so young as well as being the perfect golden child, Elizabeth doesn't know how to express doubt in her father. Clearly, it must be her siblings doing something wrong if Charlie and Uncle Henry are doing so well on their own!

After CC's death, the house is filled with an unbreakable tension. It's grief. It's guilt. Michael and his schoolmates completely cut ties after what happened. And as always, the Emilys feel so separate from the tension of his own home. Michael starts talking to Charlie more frequently, more often at Henry's house rather than his own. He tries not to, or at least usually tries to hide first, but he accidentally has a complete breakdown in the living room one time. Charlie hums a soothing lullaby to him until Henry eventually comes back, notices the state Michael's in, and takes over calming him down while sending Charlie off to do some other seemingly helpful task. After Elizabeth's death, Michael only really has the Emilys left. Charlie stops just being his source of peace, and becomes his best friend. His only friend. Then after Charlie's death...

It's rather lonely all of a sudden.

Later, years later, when Michael's flesh is rotting on his bones and everything is just about to finally be done with, he sits down on the edge of a cheap creaky stage he bought, and lightly knocks his knuckles against Lefty's calf. "Charlie? Can you hear me alright? It's Michael ... I'm sorry. I know I never acted like it, but... for what it's worth... you were my best friend back then. ...Whatever's beyond this, would you like to be friends again there too?"

[artfight]

So it begins.

IT'S ON!!!!!!!!!!

[goldyluna]

Yuri...

In general, I want to say that this "series" is called by me toxic/doomed yuri but all of it is just my way to explore different relationships - romantic but also not really as they may be taken as whatever you want (mostly, sometimes I make those too...yuri to see as only platonic lol but some are more toxic than romantic in my opinion). But also. Even if I draw some ships, it doesn't mean I ship them. I think yttd is perfect as it is without any ships but I also am not against them. And I take this as a little experiment of my creativity with art and writing, while using a medium and characters in a way I usually don't think to use. It is a really fun experience in general, using ms paint in such an artistic way. I never thought I could draw something so elaborate there, even if it definitely is more demanding from me and takes more time to look right. But it also helps me with not staying in one place, to not be limited to one medium and to learn new things.

Well, that's all I wanted to say (yap about). I hope you all are liking my interpretations of characters as women and their relationships with each other :3