you said conqueror ghost goading the princess into calling him daddy to mock her and reinforce his control over her and i stood the fuck up!!!!!! ghost playing with her the whole day, having her stimulated on the precipice of an orgasm but not giving her enough to finally get that pleasure she's been craving until she finally calls him daddy and says she's his princess.... finally giving in.... when the sweet pleasure gets to her head and she's finally forced into that subspace.... ghost petting her and cooing mockingly at the tears from the relief at her orgasm which came so hard it shook her... ghost guiding her down to his cock.... when she's blubbering over his cock and sucking desperately at it he smiles and says so you do like being my pretty little princess, you like pleasing daddy like this huh, princess? ..... please sedate me im very normal about this
i really don't think ghost has a daddy kink but like. it would FIT well in the conqueror au. he's the king now, and you're the princess... what does that make him to you :(
obsessed with the image of ghost keeping his princess on the precipice of subspace all day. she's pissed about it and the constant simmering pleasure, and against her own will she ends up staying near him all day.
ghost will watch her from the corner of his eye as she sort of paces, getting closer and closer to him with every lap. she doesn't even notice, poor thing, but johnny sure does. it takes all the control in his body to keep himself next to ghost instead of darting out to grab her. he just tracks her with his eyes as she goes back and forth and back and forth
finally she's close enough for ghost to snap out and grab her wrist, tugging her close. he'd tease her a little, rumble smth like do you need something? we're busy here. and she just goes crimson, turning her nose up and not responding. ghost tugs her into his lap for the rest of whatever meeting he's in, keeping a big warm palm cupper right over where she's slick and dripping
and it goes like that all day. ghost has got her good and brainwashed, she knows that she goes to him for pleasure. so hours into denial, of course she's following him. she might not even fully realize it tbh
and the sweet sweet relief of finally being allowed an orgasm, yes, but also being allowed to just float away. ghost lets her come and he lets her dip down into subspace (which they totally wouldnt have a word for btw), watching as her pupils go blown and she just surrenders to him completely
he's mean about it, of course. there you go, sweetheart, that's what you need, isn't it? a nice big orgasm for my little girl. feels so good, yeah? yeah, i know, i know. hush, sweet thing, don't whine. want somethin' in your mouth, is that it? alright, my princess gets whatever she wants, doesn't she? sweet, spoiled thing. here, suck on my cock for a bit, love. there you go, there you go, that's good. just relax, princess, you can stay down there as long as you need. that's what good girls get
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@weepingmoonlight: "Yuji..." Tsubaki steps in front of him, her hands on her hips, looking directly at his eyes, hers turning soft "I know you aren't fine... You don't have to lie to not worry me. I'll always worry about you" She grabs his face to make him look at her "Remember? You have my back, I'll have yours. I'll always be on your side, okay?" Wrapping her arms around his neck, she begins to softly pat his head "It wasn't your fault, it will never be your fault, Yuji"
He knows she's only trying to help.
For the past two days, avoiding his sentencing from Jujutsu Tech, and being on the run with Choso and Tsubaki, the only things he's been able to really focus on is getting stronger, and killing off curses that's been rampaging across the city. He's had little time to actually sit down and think, because once he does he's in the nearest bathroom or trash can heaving up everything and nothing at the same time.
It's no wonder Tsubaki is standing in front of him right now trying to reassure him it's not his fault.
But it is.
His face, his lack of control, being unable to gain his body back before absolute carnage raged over Shibuya. It was his fault he let Sukuna do whatever he wanted in his body, again. First it was Fushiguro, then it was the casualty of thousands of innocent lives-
Yuji lets out a shaking breath, feeling the tears well along with bile. He shakes his head aggressively. Clenching his fist tightly to reign in his emotions again. He's a murderer, and that's that.
"Thank you Tsubaki."
Is all he's really able to tell her, as usual He notices he rarely speaks these days too. Choso usually asking yes or no questions. Really All Yuji wishes to do for a moment is lay his head on her shoulder for a bit, so that's what he pulls her onto his lap for. He holds her, tightly, as she and Choso are the only two people he feels he has left.
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Self indulgent drawing of Murderbot <3 It and ART are cruising through space, just the two of them, and Murderbot is relaxed and comfortable. ART has more than a few feelings about this and saves an image to its archive -- unfortunately Murderbot is aware of ART watching it and it flips off one of the drones.
(it doesn't dislike the attention ART is giving it... it just makes it a bit flustered!)
See some bonus images (including ones without text) below the cut, along with an explanation of some of the design choices!
I am 100% in the camp of Murderbot having a much more expressive face than it realizes, especially when it's alone and/or comfortable.
All text in the images with a color block behind it is essentially metadata that ART has attached to any tag it makes for Murderbot.
The blue inorganics are purely because @hazelek found a post with early 2000s vibrant, semi-transparent tech and we were joking around about MB getting aesthetic upgrades lmao.
About half the tags in the last image are courtesy of @scificrows alkdjfl;kj thank you dearly for those additions!
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*A rattlesnake wraps itself on your antlers, hissing softly in your ear. It surprisingly doesn’t seem very aggressive, its rattle barely making a sound. It reminds you of someone…*
-🐍
🩺 — He stared up at the rattlesnake for a moment, before sighing. Atleast it didn’t seem too aggressive...
Though he was a bit curious why it chose his horns of all people. Not in a bad way, though.
“ ... Hello to you too, ”
He replied calmly. It did in fact remind him of someone, but he couldn’t fully pinpoint who. He’ll probably find out later, though.
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fic moodboard inspired by grow as we go by @gayhoediaz
"I’ve heard a lot of guys get just… covered in tattoos,” he nods, gesturing vaguely. “Just to feel like their body belongs to them, you know?”
“Yeah,” Eddie agrees. “Yeah - and that was my first thought - but I already have tattoos, and I don’t really want to be covered, but then I thought…” he trails off with a shrug, just as Buck's lips part in understanding.
“They make you shave it off.”
“Yeah,” Eddie agrees again. “It's not just - not just the service, though. Just my entire life, I’ve always felt like it was something I couldn’t do. I wasn't supposed to,” he explains. "I don't know why, no one ever told me I couldn't, but..." Once again, he trails off. Buck hums.
“So you’re doing it.”
“I’m doing it.”
Or, Eddie grows his hair out, Buck loses his mind, and they both find the secret to happiness.
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