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[miyakuna]

webcore / website headers :3

none of these are mine!!

[numbpill]

RANDOM BUTTONS FOUND ON THE REMNANTS OF THE EARLY WEB DURING A SURFING SESH FROM EARLIER TODAY.... ENJOY?

(ko-fi)

[drunk-on-starlight]

I wish they'd committed to Jeanne D'Arc as an Assassin because this design? This looks very good as an knight styled Assassin.

Or this one. I love how they added the "beak" to her chainmail; makes the outfit more visually cohesive then adding a cloak would.

[nerdwrites-allegedly]

i never go here, but I was hit with an idea and had to write it. probably needs more work but I'm a little tired of lookin' at it now. if ya'll manage to find any enjoyment out of this I'd appreciate a reblog. don't interact if you're a minor or have no age indicator on your blog please.

Content Warnings: nsft, D.VA gets to be a lil creep, as a treat. Panty stealing, inappropriate use of the D.VA mech. Reader is explicitly described as chubby/fat, is afab (i don't think they're explicitly referred to as a woman), and their chest is implied to be bigger if i remember correctly. Otherwise, I tried to keep race and other aspects ambiguous. I'll happily welcome criticism if I messed up on that <3

Hana never hid the fact she was fond of you.

Well, she called it fond. You called it creepy as fuck.

At first it was easy to excuse. She was a bit of a shut in when she wasn't on missions after all, that was what everyone told you at least. A bit of awkwardness was expected, if anyone in the group could understand that it was you. Her bubbly nature helped ease you to her, reduced the tension.

At least for a time.

But there is a point where having someone stare at your tits so frequently stops being awkward curiosity and starts being weird. And that was just the beginning. It didn't take long for her to start getting handsy as well. The first time you two are stuck in a small space together she takes the opportunity to grasp at your sides, and gently squeeze at the rolls and the small of your waist.

She insists it's for stability, but concedes when you stand firm with your boundaries. It doesn't stop her from doing it again in the future, at any opportunity she got.

Of course, Hana's very physically affectionate with everyone, and never means any harm, so nothing comes of your complaints about it to the others.

The last straw comes when your underwear starts disappearing. You go nearly insane turning your quarters upside down to look for a pair, thinking you'd somehow lost it, when the epiphany hit you.

Fuming, you race out of your room to find her, and grasp her by the collar her shirt after catching her alone.

"I don't know who you think you are, but don't think I haven't noticed the shit you've been pulling. If you know what's good for you, you'll cut it out, got that?" With the demeanor of a scruffed kitten, she slowly nods. You drop her and walk away, praying the issues dealt with at this point.

Unfortunately, Hana was still too busy thinking about your tits bouncing as you raced down the stairs to process any of what you just said. Later that night she ends up using the underwear she stole to rub herself to her memory of it.

Honestly, she doesn't intend to be a creep. She doesn't really care to stop herself either though. Despite what the others say she definitely could, she's a trained soldier, that doesn't count for nothing. It was like she got a bug in her system when you two met; the cutest thing she'd ever seen, between your looks and demeanor.

You tried to put on a tougher demeanor, for yourself and others, but it was easy to see through. Even easier to see through was the way you pretended to hate the way she looked at you, the advances she made. The way your face would turn sheepish and heat up at her stares, the whimpers at her groping at you, it was better than any porn or fantasy.

Really what more could Hana do but escalate? You'd yelled at her for stealing clothes, what would you do if she went farther? She thinks about it as she works on upgrades for the D.VA mech, until an idea hits her. A few more tweaks wouldn't hurt would they...?

The wait is almost excruciating. When you and Hana finally get placed on opposite teams in a training match together, it takes everything in her to be normal about it.

The difference is still noticeable to you though. She's always gunned straight for you in matches like this, like in nearly every other scenario. Laying in wait, deliberately avoiding you, it all gave you a sinking feeling in your gut. But as a support, with your team doing everything but stick together, you couldn't act on it.

In hindsight, it was stupid to flank the enemy like this, but another team member had bulldozed their way to the payload, and you didn't particularly feel like getting knocked out on your way to grab them. Not paying attention, you don't see the DVA mech shifting out of hiding to flashbomb you till it's too late.

She hasn't shot you yet, but your ears are ringing. You don't notice she's moved the mech to stand over you till you slam into it with your back, and slump to the ground again. A quiet whirring sound can be heard emanating from it, before mechanical arms grab ahold of your and lift you up from them just slightly. You try to twist your wrists or use leverage to pull out of the hold, shouting in protest till more arms grab ahold of your thighs, digging into the flesh just slightly as they pull them apart.

Hana gives a giddy giggle in the cockpit, eagerly watching the camera feed from below the machine as she maneuvers it to tear up any clothing between her and your holes. The crack of ripping fabric startles you into a shout, wriggling and protesting further, but it's no use. By now the payload was far enough any team members would be out of hearing range, and too busy fighting to notice your absence.

All according to her plan, after all.

She enlargens one of the screens on her hud, the one trained on your backside, just in time to get a nice view of its large shaft rubbing against the folds of your entrance. A moan begins to bubble up in your throat, but you tamp it down. You've been struggling this whole time your body burns, the head of the mechs cock rubs into you and you realize lube's dripping from it, to make entry easier.

The rhythmic motion of it slipping against you is almost hypnotic, and with nothing else to do, you begin to relax to it. Rubbing down to brush up against your clit, making you jolt, before rubbing back up to poke at your twitching hole. You whimper, and start gently shifting your hips as best you can, to increase the contact with it.

Her heart races a bit faster, and she only subconsciously notices the click of buttons before the mech's cock starts to slide its way in. There's a slight burn, but it's impossible to focus on compared to the feeling of your walls being stretched out. Your moans get louder, and Hana thanks herself for grabbing the bigger toy, against her better judgement.

In no time at all it had managed to pump its way down to the hilt with ease. She briefly pulls her eyes to the other cameras, and is mesmerized by the frontal shot of those tits she's so fond of shaking, back and forth, in time with the machine. The rhythm slowly speeds up, and she can feel herself ache at the sight. The wetness between her legs made the jumpsuit she wore cling just a bit closer. If it weren't for the way she had to sit in the cockpit, she'd have already starting playing with herself by now.

Sloppy, obscene sounds ring out as the false cock continues to speed up, snapping her out of the reverie. The mech keeps a steady hokd on you, keeping your torso lifted and legs stiff. All you can do is sit there and bounce with the motions, taking it in and out of your throbbing cunt. The match and your teammates had all left your mind, the rising tension in your body was all that was left.

It was so close now, you started babbling in excitment. In and out, in and out, until suddenly your body starts writhing and squirming against the machine, and your hole starts to milk her cock. Hana exclaims almost manically with you, and rubs her thighs together as she presses another new button. All of a sudden you feel the shaft give a few pulses, and more warmth fills your hole. It pumps and pumps until it spills out of you and begins to drip onto the ground below you.

Your muscles begin to relax. Breathe.

You only get a moment to sit and revel in it till the machine begins to slowly pull out of you. You whimper and shift in disappointment, but Hana can only focus on the sight of your cunt gaping, and dripping with fake cum. She makes another mental note to herself save the footage to her personal storage before she wipes it.

[what-have-i-unleashed]

naturetale official doesn't have an archive button + website is scrapped... the tumblr search button is useless to find refs before 2017 i'm gonna die...

[feketeribizli]

georges website is lowkey attrocious girlll do something about it

[raven]

[danieyells]

Tokyo Debunker WickChat Profile Images

Note: These should be the same images as their SR units and website profile images, just bust cropped. Nonetheless, what I'm including here are those specific crops because anon asked for them.

As of posting these the Mortkranken ghouls aren't available, and won't be in this until chats with them are released. If I don't update this then, send me an ask to remind me.

(TBA)

[iknowitsariot]

tiny victories

My Lady Jane | Jane Grey x Guildford Dudley | Rated E | 5,264 words

Jane finds that a certain phrase she's always hated isn't so bad in certain contexts. Like from Guildford Dudley. More specifically from Guildford Dudley in bed.

~

When Lady Jane Grey was a young girl, there was nothing she found quite so abhorrent as obeying her mother’s many edicts.

(Which you probably find rather unsurprising.)

Everyday it was an endless stream of “Jane, you mustn’t get your skirts so muddy” and “Jane, get your nose out of that book” and “Jane, for heaven’s sake, learn to hold your tongue!”.

All various attempts to groom her into becoming a proper, noble, acquiescent lady, which even in childhood sounded wholly unappealing to Jane. Ladies, it seemed, did not engage in combat training with their cousin the king. Ladies did not know how to read, let alone enjoy doing so. Ladies did not frighten off potential suitors before they had a chance to finish their first course. 

Jane would know she was really in for it when her mother preceded her commands with the phrase “be a good girl”. Becoming a lady, so it appeared, first required being a good girl, or at least, what her mother considered a good girl. Clean, punctual, silent; strict posture, dainty smile, impeccable manners; in other words, brainless, spineless, faultless. Jane rejected the concept outright. Lady Frances Grey’s version of “good” was one Jane simply could not agree with. And so whenever she heard that cursed phrase ahead of any instruction, she'd turn on her most innocent smile, float away with a straight back and a proud chest, and promptly do the exact opposite of what she'd been told. 

(Which, in hindsight, makes what comes later rather…vexing.)

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[newgroundstier]

Hi I love your art but also your blog theme is super cute

yay thank you !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i love customization i love customising things :) also idk if u meant like My Actual Desktop Blog Theme or like theeeee. idk what to call it. the mobile version/open in dashboard thing. since i sometimes see people call that a theme even tho its a Different Thing but as evidenced by me 1 second ago theres not a simple specific name for it dsfkskfjsf

BUT ANYWAY POINT IS if u did mean my desktop theme the thank you points are doubled shoutout to custom themes i love you custom themes (but ofc the "thank you" still stands if u did mean the other thing ^u^)

[limerental]

i was brave and looked it up in my old journal and genuinely it is exactly the 15 year anniversary of my christmas break hanluke spiral lmao

[tanjir0se]

WHY DIDNT ANYONE TELL ME HOW FUCKING GOOD MOB PSYCHO 100 IS

The themes. The writing. The HUMOR?!? The character driven narrative. The ANIMATION holy shit it’s so fucking genuinely STUNNING the fight choreography the staging the lighting the effects it all HITS so fucking sweet and right.

And best of all, Reigen Arataka, the biggest Cringefail Babygirl loser bitchass Boywife to ever play the fucking game. Kinda need him tbh

[alectoperdita]

Σ(っ °Д °;)っ

bro i need to go to sleep (and not stay in bed until 2PM). i've made a huge mistake...

[orcelito]

Someone fuckin save me I am so so so so tired

[chiropteracupola]

make your dreams a reality and get a shirt with daniel hagman on it :]

[clown-machine]

Man I love HTML assets. This post is now TRANSFORMERS BRANDED