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howlingday · 3 days
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Ruby: It's done... So, what're you gonna name your new sword?
Jaune: Hm... Stabby Stabberson.
Ruby: NO.
Jaune: It's my sword. Why can't I name it that?
Ruby: You can't make me forge a new sword for you and name it something stupid like that.
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people-scene-safe · 6 hours
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savagegood · 8 months
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speedl00ver · 3 months
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Maki Oze
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psinesthesia · 1 year
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15 more swords! This time, they’re anime-themed. I tried to sprinkle in a good variety of genres, but I’d love to hear what you’d like to see added.
If you like what you see, feel free to check out my previous post featuring 15 video game swords \o/
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cjs-51703 · 1 year
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Best manga descriptions ever.
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daisynik7 · 4 months
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this is the year I'm going to start writing for dark-haired men with tired eyes who never smile, I'm calling it now
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shaisuki · 9 months
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thinking about men who are strong, fearless and unyielding but is truly pathetic when you deny them of release.
they're huffing and puffing. their cheeks dusted in a heavy hue of red. strands of hair sticking in their foreheads. hips arching from the stimulation coming from your pretty hand wrapped around their aching length.
“please—”they moaned out, a sob coming out from their lips and you see the tears gathering at the corner of their eyes. looking at you so wide and blown with lust.
you're on top of them. you're in control and you love every minute of it. seeing your strong and hunk of man turning putty from your touch. deciding to tease them a little— uhhh no. you love the tears and you're wondering what kind of noises they'll make it if—
“nngh—ahhh!” panting at the sensation of their cock being squeezed. the slit in their red and angry tip leaks with pre-cum. they couldn't do anything but moan and pant. beg for your mercy to let them cum. holding the plushness of your waist. they didn't do anything else, only holding you like a lifeline and use them however you please. your big thighs flattening in the sides of their torso.
their rock hard abs is also perfect for you too. ride them until your satisfied. they watched you behind in their teary gaze. in awe at the way their chubby girlfriend rides them. so perfect and so in sync— could anything be this better?
”ahhhh—fuck!” they curses out. your hand moving upsidedown that leaves them moaning and hot. their heartbeat increasing and their breath getting shallow. your thumb pressed in the frenulum of their cock and fuck, fuck, fuck—they're so close. they're so close, their balls tightening and their cock sensitive ready to burst the first of their load at any moment, just a little more— and oh!
the first drops of tears came rolling at the corner of their eyes. their orgasm ruined when you stopped stroking their hardened length when they're so close.
“aww, you poor thing.” cooing at them with your syrupy sweet voice and they couldn't bring themselves to get frustrated at you. it only gets them hard and ready for more. "don't ya worry, i've got you. patience—pretty boy." nodding at you eagerly and hanging from your words coming out from your lips.
they're so fun to tease. always eager to please you. what's more of a sweet reward for your sweet, obedient boy to get their cock buried in your sopping wet, fat pussy and you did. lowering yourself where your glistening hole is spasming, meeting their insanely huge and thick cock.
their eyes rolls to the back of their head and their drool drips at the side of their mouth. tongue almost lolling out when you sink yourself in their length.
"“s too much for you pretty boy?”
and they shake their head. knowing they can take it and finally having the pleasure of your pussy wrapped around their cock and this time may you'll give the sweet release they deserve. maybe or maybe not. who knows?
𝐃𝐄𝐊𝐔, 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐮, 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀, 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐈, 𝐤𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐨 (𝐛𝐧𝐡𝐚) 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐥! 𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚, 𝐊𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐀, 𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐔 𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀, 𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐎, 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐚, 𝐀𝐒𝐀𝐇𝐈, 𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐮, 𝐤𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢, 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐮, 𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔 (𝐡𝐪), 𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐈, 𝐫𝐞𝐨, 𝐤𝐨𝐮𝐧, 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐈, 𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐈, 𝐫𝐢𝐧, 𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 (𝐛𝐥𝐥𝐤), 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐫𝐚 (𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞), 𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈, 𝐦𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐢, 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐨, 𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 (𝐣𝐣𝐤), 𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐈 (𝐜𝐬𝐦), 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐲𝐮, 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀, 𝐧𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐨 (𝐭𝐫)
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t-e-n-s-e-i-g-a · 10 months
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howlingday · 2 days
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Jaune: I'm not the same Jaune as before. I've gained the abilities of a samurai and I've multiclassed into-
Jaune: A KNIGHT SAMURAI!
Jaune: Wait, no, that's stupid. If I was a knight samurai, then I would be a samurai. But that's not what I am. I have to turn my thinking around to be-
Jaune: A SAMURAI KNIGHT!
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aztecbrujeria · 5 months
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Sitting here thinking about being between his legs, spread wide for you, and licking his juicy bulge that’s still covered in his underwear….hearing him moan and press his hardening sex into your tongue…while you reach down and stuff your own sloppy pussy.
Toji, Sukuna, Anzai, Obi, Konro, Neuvillette, Wrios, Bokuto, Ushijima, Osamu, Izuku, Bakugo, Shoto, Levi, Hua chang, Zhongli, Capitano, Fukuzawa, Dazai, Kunikida
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manias-wordcount · 6 months
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Playing with Fire (Benimaru Shinmon)
Kinktober 2023 Day Twenty-Eight: Bath
𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩
𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?
𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?
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You love nights like these.
  Nights where you can sit back with a sigh and enjoy being silent. Being alone. Nights where you can tilt your head back and look up at the star-filled night sky as you in soak in the warm, warm waters of the outdoor onsen for hours upon hours. Nights where you can clear your mind or think very quietly. Plan out what you want to do before bed. Think about what errands you need to run tomorrow. And just exist.
  So of course, when the onsen doors open, you don’t bother checking what woman decided to come in and join you. But you do raise some eyebrows at the rough way the door slides open. And as heavy footsteps start sounding afterward, you figure it wouldn’t hurt chancing a peak at whoever just came wandering it- just a little one at least. Though instead of a grumpy old lady or an overly excited young girl walking towards you- you’re met with a far, far, far different sight.
  A perfect view of your husband approaching you as he drops the towel around his waist and exposes his body to the cool, outdoor air.
  “Beni!” You’re practically shouting the man’s name as you turn around quickly and fully with a wild splash. One look at his face tells you that he’s not surprised by your reaction. Or that he necessarily cares about it. No, he just continues to step on with confidence. Standing at his full height. Straight-faced. Fully naked. As if he owns the place. As he belongs here. But you know the truth. And you’re almost certain he knows too given the fact that the two of you have been here many times before. And the big sign on the door leading to this particular bath. “Beni, get out! This is the girl’s side, you can’t be in here!”
  At your words, he falters. Right now, he’s standing at the edge of the bath. Ready to step in and join you. But for a second, he turns and looks at you. With a tilt of his head, he studies your expression carefully. Eyes dragging along your face and looking a little further downwards. At your neck. At your shoulders. At the instinctive way your arms have come up to cross against your chest and block your boobs from his sight (despite the fact that he’s seen them plenty of times before). At your torso, and the water surrounding it- blocking the rest of your body from being seen. And then he turns his head back up and looks straight back at you. The small hint of a devious smile, playing at his face.
  “Who said?”
  “The rules, Beni!” You exclaim back in response, but your words come far too late. Because before you can even finish your sentence, he’s already stepping into the water with you and shuddering at the change in temperature before relaxing completely. Your eyes widened as you took in your boyfriend’s complete and sudden disregard for the rules of the onsen. For a second, you glance at the onsen entrance, hoping and praying that no one was thinking about coming in until you managed to get him out of there.
  But then there’s the sound of more splashing. Waves rippling and water swishing around the bath. You turn around to look at your husband only to find that he’s closer than before. Much closer than before. In fact, when did he have time to sneak up on you? When did he have time to walk this far into the part of the bath that you’re lounging in? 
  When did he have time to get so close that you’re just barely a breath away.
  You suppose in a way, you should have expected it. In everything he does, Benimaru always marches to the beat of his own drum. It just so happens that this drum was a little quiet today. Maybe that’s why he came into the girl’s side of the bath and marched in like he owned the place without another word. Maybe that’s why he was able to sneak up on you- creeping closer and closer until suddenly he’s all but touching you. Standing face to face. Eye to eye. Breathe to breathe. 
  Maybe that’s why you’re a little too eager to let his hands reach out and touch you- even though you know in this moment just how much you both shouldn’t. How you just couldn’t. And yet…
  You don’t say anything as large hand places itself on your arms, and gently helps you uncross them- giving him a full view of your chest covered in water droplets and being lit by the stars. You don’t say anything as another hand reaches out and grabs onto the curve of your hips. His fingers spread out, almost possessively as they try to get as much of your ass as they can grab at this angle. It allows him to tug you a little closer than ever before. Hold you a little tighter. Have your chest press into his so you can feel the warmth spread from feverish his skin with every rise and fall of each breath. 
  You hum at his actions, the heat making your mind a little looser. Your judgment a little less clear. Any desire to follow the rules sounds a little like a fever dream now. Because the water you’re standing in? It makes you feel nice. It makes you feel relaxed. But him? He makes you feel so warm. He makes you feel so hot. And that hard thing pressing up against your lower stomach just below the surface of the water?
  It makes you feel even hotter.
  “What were you saying about rules?” Benimaru asks you, an eyebrow raised as the corner of his lip tilts upwards- almost sharing with you a smile. But you don’t pay his words any mind. Not while you’re busy letting one hand reach up and wrap around his shoulder as your hands reach up to play with his hair. Not while you’re busy leaning into his touch impossibly more- to steal some more of that warmth- some more of that fire- that only your husband can bring to you. And certainly not while your other hand is reaching down, down, down, and wrapping around a very, very dangerous thing. One that will surely result with you bent over the side of the bath and screaming his name if you’re not careful.
  But that’s fine with you. When you married Benimaru, you knew you were playing with fire.
  And he knew just how much you loved to get burned. 
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kutonik · 6 months
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speedl00ver · 9 months
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Maki Oze
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ezariumi · 2 months
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(ㅅ´ ˘ `)⋆⁺₊✧ happy birthday shinmon benimaru !! 2024.02.20
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