#not rlly in a good mood

[harbingersglory]

hii could i req an soft dom arlecchino x sub/fem reader?? something w a really needy whiny reader n maybe like a mommy kink or thigh riding IDK tysm for ur time !

{☆} characters arlecchino {☆} notes drabble, fem reader, sub reader {☆} warnings 18+ content

"Slowly, doll. We're not in a rush." Arlecchino reprimands lightly, squeezing your hips with just enough force to keep you unmoving on her thigh– she was still being gentle, but the subtle warning in her tone spoke to how easily she could push you against the desk and turn you into such a mess that you couldn't even remember your own name..just that you were hers.

But the barest hint of stimulation from her slacks pressed against your throbbing cunt had you twitching, barely able to form words. All you could think about was the scorching, twisting need building in your stomach, desperation for relief slowly climbing until you'd think she was doing this on purpose to drive you mad.

"Please– 'm a good girl, right? I've been good.." You choked out, only to be met with the rough, husky laugh echoing in your ear that made you feel dizzy with a rush of need, her nails gliding along the skin of your hips as she pressed you down even more firmly– you couldn't see her face but it was easy to imagine the crooked smile twisting her lips at the way you inhaled sharply and tried to buck against her thigh.

"Shh. I know, doll. I've got you, just relax." She murmured in that sickly sweet tone that always had your knees buckling, the raspiness of her voice sending shivers down your spine. It was almost impossible to relax with her so close, the notes of metal lingering on her skin despite how well she presents herself– but you trusted her, despite how you know you shouldn't.

"There we go. Good girl." Arlecchino's grip on your hips loosened just enough for you to move if you so wished, and oh did it take every ounce of restraint to not do just that..she hadn't said you were allowed to, and you weren't about to spoil her good mood by being a brat. Not tonight, anyway. "Do you want to cum, doll?"

The fervent nod you offer in place of words draws a laugh from her lips, one that is almost mocking, making your face flush in embarrassment– but the sudden tap against your hip makes your mind go blank to the point you forget it all together, focused only on the feeling of her thigh rubbing against your cunt as you bucked against her thigh, the fabric slick and wet against your inner thighs. You'd have half the heart to be embarrassed about that, too, if not for the sudden brush of her thumb against your aching, neglected clit. Just that small touch has you speeding up your movements, practically drooling as you whimpered like a dog in heat.

"That's more like it, doll. Such a pretty girl." Arlecchino hummed, her other hand trailing up your stomach, between the valley of your breasts and ghosting across your throat before settling on grabbing your jaw in a firm, yet almost tender touch as she tilted your head to the side just enough for her to pull you into a burning kiss. It left you lightheaded, grinding down against her thigh as she claimed your mouth as her own, her thumb still ghosting over your clit sporadically.

She'd spent so long teasing you, constantly touching you but never where you needed her, that you already felt like you were going to snap like a wire. She must've been in a really good mood, then, when she pulled away from the kiss with an almost predatory lick of her lips, yet she settled on pressing kisses to your skin rather then the usual sharp bite of her teeth as they sunk into the curve of your shoulder.

"Are you close? Go on. I want to see your face when you cum– you look the prettiest when you finally break apart, doll." Arlecchino mused idly– as if she wasn't talking to you while you continued to rub your aching cunt against her thigh, chasing your own release through shaky, strained breaths. Her thumb swiped over your lips, brushing strands of hair stuck to your skin from your face– at the same time as she swiped her thumb more firmly against your clit, creating a vicious contrast that had you both melting at the barest hint of almost softness from her and the touch of her hand between your legs, dragging you into an orgasm that leaves you trembling and, had she not shoved her fingers into your mouth, screaming, tears pooling in the corners of your eyes.

"All done, little doll. Take it easy." She murmured, voice so quiet you almost didn't hear it, thumb swiping across your cheek to wipe away the stray tear, her hands pulling away to settle on your sides. "You did well– good girl. Let me take it from here."

[obsob]

drawings ive done this week for a competition!! probably the most ambitious thing ive drawn in my new style but im very happy with them! :3

[medicalunprofessional]

:3

[proj-sh4dow]

As you can see:,,,

I am absolutely insane about them

You guys will be subject to this brainrot with me. Whether u like it or not /pos

[kenobihater]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Disco Elysium (Video Game) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kim Kitsuragi & Jean Vicquemare, Kim Kitsuragi/Original Character(s), Jean Vicquemare/Original Character(s), Harry Du Bois/Kim Kitsuragi Characters: Kim Kitsuragi, Jean Vicquemare, Original Male Character(s) Additional Tags: Drag Queens, Gay Bar, Cruising, Polari, hanky code, gay culture, Pining, Unrequited Love, The kimharry is plenty requited but Kim doesn't know that, Trans Kim Kitsuragi, It's barely mentioned but it matters to me, POV Kim Kitsuragi, Written in the Style of the Game Disco Elysium Summary:

The queen turns, and your gazes lock in the dim multicolored lighting of the drag bar. Both of you freeze on the spot.

PERCEPTION (SIGHT) [Trivial: Success] - You stare at Lieutenant Jean Vicquemare for a long moment. He's wearing a red dress with a plunging neckline. He's unshaven but is in heavy drag, eyebrows blocked out and redrawn, face perfectly powdered, and eyes sharply lined. His lips are blood red and he's painted gold dripping from his mouth and running down his throat in a clear nod to his stage name.

ATARAXIA [Heroic: Success] - You are the first to recover.

[corethetrueidiot]

i love the new kind of gender

[paulawithsharks]

you idiot, we could've been us

[ittybittybumblebee]

mood swings are crazy man i was having a rotten morning and now i feel completely fine

[vazaez]

Would it be a surprise if i said that Donnie isnt actually my fave teetle? Like yea i like his character very much and i relate to him in a very unhealthy way(😀👍) but still, for being someone who claims that doesnt have him as fave i sure draw him a lot

Maybe he's just my fave to draw

[phoelipop]

Wuahhh I keep having really cute dreams abt Ace (｡>\\<)

[enden-k]

congrats on ur abyss run! i didnt even know they gave u a little message at the end lol (perpetualy 27 star-er here)

im rlly curious tho, if u dont mind me asking how long did it take?

oh ye it always gives this message when you went through all floors and continue

uhh not too long, first floors are always very fast to do if youre putting effort into doing it quick. i was streaming and fooling around a little, redid one floor twice and enjoyed free haitham whump three times so it was like an hour-ish doing all.

(in the first years i was always very try hard with abyss but rn i just feel tired and old LMFAO so im very chill with it and rlly just mess around and do the barest minimum. basically how i live my life ig)

[koreposion]

Heighten senses means it's easier for Indigo to read moods and they tend to echo them! They love affection, but it's hard to really care for it when it comes to Hawk. They know he means well...sort of.

Hawk belongs to the lovely and awe inspiring: @wr-n

[enevera]

i dont wanna count the weeks i just feel sad

[theendofuno]

🫂

[wri0thesley]

i blocked this person so screenshot but

can u imagine being so mad about a fat person being seen as sexually desirable u send anons on tumblr dot com. mad that I am fat and hot and both all of my fictional husbandos and wives and all of yours want to rail me aren’t you

I’m actually both fat and hot please die mad