#emoji event

[m-ayo-o]

hi i really love your work 🥹 if the emoji event's still open may i humbly request 🍒🐱💜......

tytyty yes... wrote this one too quick oops :s emoji event : 🍒🐱💜 18+ virgin kitty reader x 21+ megumi -toy use, squirting, breeding.. don't even.. look at me. bye hybrid fics

"For a pretty little kitty, you sure are curious, hm?"

Your owner strokes your soft ears as you gently paw at his crotch, perching between his spread legs.

"Kitty, baby, you know you can't touch me there," he chastises, making you pause momentarily, only to start up your soft massaging again when his attention returns to his book.

Then he feels something warmer.. and wetter.

He lets out a little sigh, watching you kiss and lick him through his shorts, putting down his book to give you his full attention.

"Is it really that time of the month already?"

You nod, batting your lashes, as if you could convince him to give you what you really need.

"We can get those toys you like- the ones in your dresser, ok?"

He instructs you to go and get them, to use them on yourself like usual.

"I want owner... to do it..." you plead between your kitten licks.

"Baby, I can't-" he's explained this to you before. Good owners don't do things like that with their darling kitty girls.

"But-but... I need it..."

He knows it's only natural for his feline sweetheart to want this. But giving you what you want would be crossing a certain line.

"Owner, it hurts," you look so endearing you're going to break his heart.

"Where- does it hurt, princess?"

You take one hand and stroke down between your legs.

"I-it feels so hot.. w-won't stop.."

Your voice is making him weak. You can tell by the look in his eyes.

His hand snakes into your hair and you swear he's about to pull you closer, but he only strokes behind your ear instead.

"Baby, get the toys." He says firmly.

"Will owner- at least do it with me?"

"Mm, I'll hold your hand."

~

"Doing so well," his voice is so soft and calm as he slots the dildo further inside you, "keep taking it, baby."

He couldn't just sit there and watch you struggle, so hand holding quickly turned into kissing- which he sometimes allows- then he finally took the toy from you and said that he could do it better.

He gets it fully inside you, starting to fuck your pretty kitty pussy with his free hand gently placed over your neck, where you're splayed out on the bed with your collar on.

"Megumi.. d-doesn't feel right-" you tell him with a sniffle, "'s- 's too cold, and.. not deep enough."

He closes his eyes now. He wishes he could block out your cute voice, too. But he can't. So he listens to you whimper and complain that the dildo isn't good enough, how you're still needy for more, and how badly you want him.

"Megumi, I, I know you're bigger.." your eyes drift to the swell his shorts are failing to conceal.

"Know you would feel better, ple-"

You're cut off by a firm hand over your mouth. His other pulls out the toy, leaving your pussy gaping and wet.

"Baby," his breathing has got all heavy. He sounds a bit scary. "Baby, you can't do this to me."

He bites his lip. He knows he shouldn't take it out on you.

"The way you're begging is making me..." he looks down at his boner that's about to slip out any second, "crazy."

"m-mmh-mm"

He knows nobody has ever touched you there before, aside from the toys you use to keep your urges at bay. But nobody has gone inside with their fingers, their tongue... or cock.

"You want it that badly?"

You nod, a little nervously.

He pulls down his shorts and your eyes go wide.

"ff-- mmh- mmm-!"

"Baby, shh, please," you watch him tug himself a few times, "it's already hard enough, don't make it any worse."

He warns you, then releases your mouth. You take in little gasps, watching him get in position, lifting your legs up by the back of your knees.

"Just be a good kitty," he places the tip of his cock on you now, for the first time, "lie still and let me... let me take care of you."

Even though you had a dildo in you moments ago, it really is no comparison to the real thing; to Megumi. He's so much thicker, he has to work you open slowly, making you let out little pained whimpers and scratch at his arms.

"It's gonna be ok, it's ok, when I get inside- ugh, it's gonna feel so good, baby, trust me."

He comforts you and slides in inch by inch, fucking you slow and steady, until his body is flush with yours.

"That's it," he looks down, stroking gently at your stomach, "do you feel full now?"

"Uh huh" you nod, looking a little pained.

He intended to stay still for longer, but he just has to move, he has to feel you work up and down his shaft until you start sobbing.

"S-sorry- baby, feels too good... I can't stop now-" his voice is deep and breathy. You watch lust take over his body and he pushes you hard into the mattress, pressing your legs back to get closer.

"A-ahh!!!"

"Said you wanted it- deeper.."

You can feel every inch of him now, stinging right at the back, then sliding in and out, slowly, nudging a sensitive spot in your core, then slipping through your entrance. He was right, you're so glad you trust your kind owner- it's starting to feel amazing.

"W-warm- soo warm, so- so-"

You can't articulate how you feel. It's hard to describe. You feel wetter than you ever have, paired with this deep, humming heat that builds with his every thrust and erotic groan. You've never heard him like this before, and it's making you fall more in love with your perfect owner by the second.

"M-Megumi feels- feels like I, I'm gonna- gonna- ah!"

He looks nearly as surprised as you, feeling your gushing, warm juices all over his lower stomach and pelvis.

"Baby, shit- you fucking squirted for me- oh, that's-" he's never seen a girl do this before, "so fucking hot"

"Megumi- owner, owner, you- you feel harder, oh, oh my god- it, it feels too big-!"

"Yeah, that's 'cause- I'm gonna cum now-"

He groans and fills you deep and hard, pressing your knees right to the mattress next to your ears, his movements getting slow and sensual till he's resting his spent body on one arm.

"Fuck-" your chests press together so close, you can feel each other's racing hearts. And he pulls out so slow, watching you drip and spill all the gooey liquid he put there.

"Princess, you need to hurry and clean up or-"

"Will I have your babies?" You voice is suddenly bright and filled with excitement as you pull him in again.

"I think your birth control works.. quite well. But- I don't know-"

"Sh-should we do it again? So I can have your babies, inside me?"

"No, no, princess, you don't want- mm!"

You pull him into a kiss, getting his tip inside you again, making his eyes roll back with another deep groan.

"Fuck- really? You want it again?"

megumi | m.list

i think this event is now closed unless anyone has any particularly amazing megumi req combos :3 tysm

[lou-struck]

Different Results

Solomon x reader

Prompt: Solomon + 🎂 + cooking

~ Solomon is in the mood to make something, you just hope that this time it will yield different results in the kitchen

~This is one of the requested prompts for My Emoticon Expression’s Event; check out the masterlist on my welcome page.

*reposting because tags are mean.

A cold wind nips at your skin as you walk over to Purgatory Hall. Luke and Simeon are spending their weekend in the celestial realm, so he has the place to himself and must be feeling a bit lonely. In your arms are a stack of books for Solomon that Satan had asked you to bring over with you. You agreed since you were planning on heading over there to see what the white-haired sorcerer is up to.

With only Solomon in the house, you take it upon yourself to let yourself in, not wanting to be standing in the cold any longer. As soon as you step inside the Hall, its welcoming warmth wipes away the chill from your cheeks. Setting the books down on one of the long tables in the entryway, you look around, wondering where Solomon is.

The house is fairly quiet. But you hear a shuffling sound coming from down the kitchen. Of course, Solomon needs to eat just like any other living thing, but the idea of him being in the kitchen possibly cooking makes you sick to your stomach.

Curiously, you make your way over to the noise, hoping to stop what one may call a catastrophe.

The kitchen is remarkably clean as you step inside of it. The only sign of activity is the cooking sheets and baking ingredients on the countertop. Taking a deep breath and the faint smell of Luke's baking from the prior week settles that odd feeling in your gut. 

"Hello, MC. I wasn't expecting you so early. "Solomon says, coming from the pantry. A bag of flour in his arms.

"Yeah, I didn't have much to do today, so I figured I'd come and see you sooner." You smile.

"I'm glad to hear it; I always am looking forward to spending time with you. "He says, placing the bag down on the kitchen island. 

 Despite his flustering words, you can't shake that feeling you had earlier. "Sol? Are you cooking?" you ask wearily, remembering the last time the sorcerer had tried to make you a meal. 

He looks uncharacteristically embarrassed at the array of ingredients around him. "not exactly, "he says. "The other day, Luke made these little blood strawberry mousse cakes. They were so good I ended up eating all of them myself. So I wanted to try and make some more before he got back. "

"So you're going to try baking?" you say, trying your best to sound supportive. But with Solomon, he can't really make anything edible.

"Baking is more mathematical than cooking is," he begins, his dark eyes twinkling with passion and enthusiasm as he speaks. "It's all about getting the right chemical reactions from the ingredients in order to make something taste good. So they should turn out delicious."

Does Solomon's bad luck only apply to cooking?

"I see," you nod, wondering if it's true. "Then we can bake together."

"That sounds perfect; then we can make as many as we want, so you can bring some home with you." He says, pulling out some aprons; you take one with an embroidered pink sheep on the bottom and loop it around your neck. 

"This apron is really cute," you smile, toying with the tie around the back. "Where did you guys find it?"

He laughs. "It looks familiar, doesn't it? Luke saw it at Majolish the other day and thought you'd like to wear it when you came over to bake with him.

"Well, I love it," you say, still struggling with the knot.

"Here, let me get that for you." he offers, coming up behind you and tying the tie around your waist. You become all too aware of his presence as his lips brush lightly against your cheek. 

"T-thank you." you stammer as he gives you a Cheshire grin. 

"For what, tying the apron or kissing you."

The butterflies are going wild in your stomach as you manage to mumble out, "Both."

He shakes his head and walks around to face you. "That wasn't a real kiss," he smirks, tilting up your chin with a finger. "Let me give you a real one."

You giggle as he envelops your lips with his own, already enjoying how your afternoon is turning out. 

~

Solomon seems less prone to experimentation when it comes to baking. Is it possible that this time the two of you will yield different results in the kitchen?

Since you have decided to quadruple the recipes, the two of you are making separate batches. Everything seems to be going great until he dips a playful finger into your bowl.

"That's strange," he mumbles, tasting the batter, "Yours taste much sweeter than mine. 

You cock your head to the side. "Why would they?" you ask, trying a bit of his batter. "The foul taste of salt invades your senses, and you can't help but gag from the horrid taste. "Salt?"

"Oh, my mistakes." he sighs, tasting his batter again, seemingly unphased by the overwhelmingly salty taste, "I must have added salt instead of sugar."

You run the sink and pour yourself a large glass of water, downing the whole thing in a single gulp to purge the taste from your pallet. 

"I…Think…so…" you say at last. Not wanting to make him feel too bad about the mix-up. 

"I'm sorry," he sighs, the trace of an amused smile on his lips, "how about you mix the batter, and I scoop it into the pans from now on."

You give him a playful little smile and dump the salty batter into the compost. "You've got a deal." 

With you mixing the ingredients, the batter seems to be coming together just like the recipe, the distinct color of the blood strawberry puree making the batter look like globs of cotton candy. 

You feel your mouth watering at the thought of the finished product. 

Solomon, surprisingly is great when it comes to measuring and prepping all the ingredients you need along the way, preheating the oven, and whipping the cream to top the cakes later. 

And as you watch the first batch rise in the oven, he is hard at work helping with the second one. 

"Look, Sol," you say, oping the over door and removing the baking sheet with a steady hand. "They look done, all they need to do is to cool off." When you turn to place to sheet onto the counter, you see him staring at the next bowl of prepped batter. A jar of devil lilly powder in his hand. "What are you thinking about?"

He turns around, suddenly realizing he has been caught trying to experiment. "I was just wondering what would happen if I were to add the powder into the batter."

"If you did that, we wouldn't be able to eat the cake anymore." you sigh, taking the powder away from him. "Remember, humans, aren't meant to eat Devil Lillys."

"I know," he sighs, I just thought the color would change." he looks a bit guilty as he stares longingly at the delicious cakes in the oven. "But I do want to eat the cakes."

He takes your hand and smiles, "Thank you, Mc, you keep me focused. I promise that I won't try to experiment anymore in the kitchen. I'll save it for the lab."

His words make you smile, but you know this little change will only be temporary, give him a week, and he'll be back to cooking up a catastrophe. But for now, the two of you will enjoy the sweets that you made together.

[pinkanonwrites]

Leona with 😆🥰 pwease? I need me some kitty cat

😆 How do they make their s/o laugh?

With a well-placed snarky remark or cut down, or the occasional funny school story, like about someone that Ruggie scammed or a school-wide prank contest or whatever weird stories he has knocking around from his time at NRC. Of course, he's not above just grabbing you and digging his fingers into your sensitive sides until you're squealing with laughter, either.

🥰 How often do they stare lovingly at their s/o?

Barely ever while you're awake, but on more than one occasion Ruggie has caught him silently watching over you while you nap beside him. He'll rest his chin against his palm, eyes lidded and content with his tail flicking back and forth in a lazy rhythm matching the rise and fall of your chest with each breath.

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

💙 BLUE HEART - do they miss their s/o easily? how do they act when their s/o isn't around? for the Horror boys

Horrortale Sans - SO SO MUCH. But the saddest part is, since he often forgets S/O leaves to do a grocery trip or something, he just searches for them everywhere in the farm, for hours :( Thank god, he forgets which places he searched, that way he doesn't panick too much.

Horrortale Papyrus - He's pretty independant, so he's fine. S/O can leave for long periods, he will do his things and waits patiently for them. As long as he has some news, he'll be fine.

Horrorswap Sans - He's fine too! As long S/O calls him once a day, he doesn't mind them traveling away. He simply do what he does everyday when they're away, and watches TV until unholy hours just because he can.

Horrorswap Papyrus - He's terrified of being left behind so he reacts very badly when S/O leaves him alone. He can't stay alone for too long. When it's for trips, he's staying with his brother, who can calm him down when he's having panic attack because S/O didn't pick up the phone twice in a row and he's sure something happened to them. He's progressing, but it's still a long way to go.

Horrorfell Sans - He acts like he's cool with it but he is not cool with it. He spends his day pacing back and forth wondering if you are alright and if you ate well and if you're not dead until you gets home and, man, he is so relieved you are ok. But eh, he's a big boy, he wasn't scared or anything.

Horrorfell Papyrus - He's fine all alone. He doesn't have enough hours in a day to do all he wants to do, so extra time is more than welcome sometimes. He still calls S/O often or texts them. Just to be sure.

[nat-20s]

[daily-trey]

Boo!

Ko-fi

[royalarchivist]

ElQuackity: [Spamming in-game chat] Cellbit I'm getting more facetime with Roier than you

Roier: [Laughs]

ElQuackity: Do you like to make him jealous? You like to make him jealous, you like the attention.

Roier: No no, I just think it's funny the way you guys are fighting.

Cellbit:

[vg-k]

  ིྀ    𝜗   𝓓𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆   🎀     ⏜͡︵

        ❤︎  𓈒   👧🏼  ⪩ ⪨  𖹭᪲    

   ࿙ྀི⃜࿚⃜   ࿙ྀི⃜𓈒  ࿙ྀི⃜࿚⃜࿚⃜  ꒰͡⠀𝑹𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦⠀͡꒱  ࿙ྀི⃜࿚⃜   ࿙ྀི⃜ 𓈒 ࿙ྀི⃜࿚

𑈴    ꒰͡⠀𐙚⠀͡꒱      𝆬⠀

      ᪖.᪲    𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐨  𝅘𝅥𝅮   ੭ꠥ    𓈒   ׄ     

       ⋆   ࿙࿚   𝓙 𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑖𝑛 𝑑𝑒 𝑅𝑢𝑑𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑎𝑠  𝜗❀᧓   ۟  𝅄   

[rosedom]

"TIGHNARI has been summoned for the event . . ."

A/N : double whammy LMAOO i love u guys (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

✦ㅤㅤD = dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of his)

tighnari's not one to have very many . . . shameful secrets; but he has one glaring one—one focused on those big ol' ears of his. when he's lived with you so long, and his ears are already oh-so sensitive to noise, it's quite easy for him to hear you no matter where you are in the house. you know this: this isn't something he's kept a secret from you.

oh, no: the secret, really, is what he does with what he hears. the running faucet of your shared bathroom, for example, doesn't truly do all that well in covering up your noise. jackin' off in the bathroom, moaning his name quietly beneath your breath—tighnari hears it all. he can't help that he can hear you, like this, nor the way heat fills his belly and his cock resolutely throbs, but he can help how he always, without fail, brings his hand down the front of his pants to jerk himself off in time to the slick sounds of your own hand through the wall. the amount of times he's cum doing this exact thing is too large a number to count.

(you definitely know about this; after all, how couldn't you? comin' out of the bathroom, satisfied yourself, to seeing a flushed tighnari frantically wiping his shaking hands on a towel . . . you don't quite mind. really, you've even started to moan louder knowing how he gets off on it.)

✦ㅤㅤE = experience (how experienced is he? does he know what he's doing?)

he's pretty experienced !! be that either with just some akademiya hook-ups—quick things that are no-strings attached, usually—to some messing around with his friends, tighnari's not new to sex. he is, however, new to sex with love. before you, his arrangements usually consisted of friends-with-benefits flings at best and one-night stands at worst. he's always been satisfied, don't get me wrong; but there's something new and different, but better, with you. there's just something about having sex with the person he loves that is far more satisfying than his other escapades ever were <3

✦ㅤㅤF = favorite position (this goes without saying . . . )

he is most definitely a huge fan of cowgirl. it's the easiest position for his tail, really; it leaves it blessedly free, out in the open, not being smushed by you or himself. it comes with the added benefit of giving you the room to reach around and tug at the base of it, stroke the length of it. tighnari's not shy about the caveats of his tail, and it always allows for some extra fun and stimulation in bed !!

just because we're talking cowgirls here, though, doesn't mean that tighnari is in charge. his favorite is when you've got your hands on his hips, guiding him through the motions and thrusting up yourself every once and a while. your cock reaches all the right spots, deep 'nuff to satisfy his base needs and nudge against the swell of his g-spot; and, further, it gives you plenty of room to thumb at his chubby cock.

✦ㅤㅤJ = jack off (masturbation headcanon)

until you, he hardly jacked off. masturbation, to him, was simply a means to an end: something to investigate his body by. however, once he became your boyfriend, he was met with an unforeseen need. we already know that he jacks off when he overhears you, but he is also rather greedy in doing it when he's alone at home. you'll be off somewhere—for a night, a weekend, a week, even—and, fuck, he misses you, misses your touch. it's easy, then, for him to reach in his pants and stroke himself while he whines into his fist, ears pressed flat to his head.

the days you're gone are the ones he finds himself masturbating more on. it's easy to ignore your missing presence during the bulk of the day, but in the morning—waking up alone—and in the night—going to sleep by himself—, it's too easy to fall into the pleasure of his lone hand. he's always quick, perfunctory with it, but he cannot deny the effect you've had on him.

✦ㅤㅤK = kink (one or more of his kinks)

he'll readily admit it: bondage. tighnari is so into bondage, it's insane: particularly, ropes and/or vines (he's got a dendro vision—you can bet your ass he's making good use of it). he absolutely loves being tied down in any way, shape, or form. he's a fan of shibari, too, at times, but he does prefer simple ankle and wrist bindings over all; he wants to be at your mercy, wholly and entirely. it's a thrilling feeling, for him, to be able to submit to you and leave even the positioning of his body in your capable hands.

the shibari he would prefer are the simpler kinds: the intricate patterns that span across his chest and back, his arms, but he isn't very keen on suspension. he likes the submission that it comes with, but he also is sometimes wary of the caveats—mainly regarding safety. in an emergency, regular, quick bindings are easier to cut away; looping ropes across the entirety of his body is far more difficult to escape from.

✦ㅤㅤL = location (favorite places to do the do)

in your shared bed. tighnari loves the softness of all his blankets and pillows surrounding him as you indulge in one another, and your intermingled scents makes him all the more desperate for you. to him, your bed is safe, it is home. it is the place he can indulge in his fantasies with you, smushed between you and the wrinkled duvet. the world shrinks down to the two of you in a way it can't quite be anywhere else.

✦ㅤㅤS = stamina (how many rounds can he go for? how long does he last?)

normally, tighnari can go for two rounds, or three on a good day: so is the advantage of a short refractory period. he prefers each round lasting a while, though, so usually the two of you will keep it to two lest you waste the day away. as for each orgasm, the build-up entirely depends on you: some days, he's riled up, and he can cum quickly; others, he's tired and slow-moving, and it takes him upwards of half an hour to even get close.

when it's mating season, however? he is raring to go. his body's sensitivity is turned up to the tens, and he's easy to push over the edge again and again and again, and each orgasm only leaves him with a burning need for another one. his heats aren't unmanageable, though; he is sensitive and needy, but he's still sensual, sweet. he's not out of his mind with want and need (though he may act it sometimes). it's a play to get your hands on him !!

✦ㅤㅤU = unfair (how much he likes to tease)

it's a 50/50, here. tighnari never truly intends to tease you, but he does it anyway—subconsciously, surely. whenever he passes you, he always brushes his tail against you, the fur of it soft and tantalizing when it breezes past your bare skin; other times, it's simply in the way he'll walk around your shared home with naught but boxers on and a long, flowing shirt. his naked skin, the domesticity of it all riles you up. he, however, doesn't intend it at all. he revels in your attention, sure, but he doesn't go out of his way on purpose to tease you.

it's not his fault that you're the horny one, here.

✦ㅤㅤZ = zzz (how quickly he falls asleep afterwards . . .)

it depends. honestly, for 'nari, orgasms usually just calm his mind, make his body syrupy-slow; he's rarely ever knocked out from them. depending on what the two of you choose to do, that can lead to a slow day of simply lounging about or a nap: he can do either.

i debated putting in a side note for bondage, saying that tighnari cannot have his hands tied above his head. however, i ultimately scrapped it considering many people may not particularly share the headcanon about his lightning scars/PTSD. so i'll keep it brief here LMFAO: i feel that stretching out his shoulders too far could cause immense strain and/or pain on the scars. anywho !! o(*////▽////*)q

1 APR. 2024, @rosedom, rosey .

[cutie-lumi]

guys what do we think !

[vimse]

Congrats on the 99 follows on your art blog!

Could you please do Tech 😏? Thanks!

Thank you!! It’s a very special number 😉 For you, I tried drawing the modern au tech 💕

[pinkanonwrites]

Could i request the emojis 👁,💋,😎,🥰, 🎉 for leona please?

👁 What’s their favorite part of their s/o?

Your chest and your stomach. He loves to rest his head against you where he can hear your heartbeat, run his hands all over where you're soft and most snuggly. For animals and for Beastmen, showing your stomach isn't only a sign of submission, but one of trust as well. He loves how you have no reservations about letting him nuzzle right into such a vulnerable place.

💋 How do they kiss?

Commanding and eager, a bit messy with his tongue and teeth like he's trying to taste you as much as he is make out with you. He's still a beast after all, and the line between 'partner' and 'prey' tends to get a bit smudgy for him when he's lost in the moment. He won't intentionally bite you, but there's a chance he may draw blood with his sharp teeth nibbling your lips.

😎 How do they impress their s/o?

Not to hype Leona up even more than the internet already does, but he's relatively good at... Well, pretty much everything. All he really needs to do is apply himself a little, and then no matter what he's doing he's guaranteed to excel and blow you completely out of the water.

🥰 How often do they stare lovingly at their s/o?

Answered here!

🎉 Are they a fan of nicknames? Do they prefer cutesy, traditional or silly ones?

Definitely not the type to use mushy nicknames on you, but he has a few. 'Herbivore' is the big obvious one, 'troublemaker', and 'sweetheart', though that last one is used in a teasing tone more often than not. They may not sound sweet to an outside observer, but anyone who knows Leona really well can hear the affection behind them.

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

☀️ SUN - are they a morning person? what is the first thing they do in the morning? for the Mafiaboys!

Mafiatale Sans - N O. Like his classic self, you're not seeing him before 11 am, if you're lucky. The first thing he's doing is take a shower to wake up more.

Mafiatale Papyrus - He's an early bird, and he likes to do all the chores straight after he wakes up so he doesn't have to do them later, after that he takes a shower, and then he's going to punch Sans' door to try and wake him, which usually doesn't work.

Mafiafell Sans - He's not an early bird, but he's not late either. He calculates the time he needs to be ready on time and he adjusts his sleeping schedule based on it. He starts the day with a big breakfast.

Mafiafell Papyrus - He wakes up early, but he is NOT a morning person. Don't ever talk to him before he has his third coffee or you might regret it. He has a funny deep voice in the morning too.

[cacturne]

felt like a maria thing

[capn-twitchery]

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sorry ockham the “please don’t explode yourself” telegram didn’t work, twitch is gonna explode even more now just to prove a point

[poyaposted]

Silly kurokei doodle!! Aren’t they so (gestures)