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WHEN YOU WAKE UP NEXT TO HIM IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT WITH YOUR HEAD IN YOUR HANDS YOURE NOTHING MORE THAN HIS WIFE AND WHEN YOU THINK ABOUT ME ALL OF THOSE YEARS AGO YOURE STANDING FACE TO FACE WITH I TOLD YOU SO

THIS LOOKS LIKE A DRESS TO IMPRESS THUMBNAIL💀

(anyways it's so PRETTYYY:3333 it's been some time since I saw shopping list lore/hj)

shopping list

Anyways to combat my devastation /j,I'll draw a Regency Miku aswell maybe- (or Pyrenees who knows)But Still whipping up my Bretagne Miku:3

Chat I wanna participate in the Miku thing where you draw her corresponding to a country you chose.I chose France (I might just do Philippines of I'm doomed)But uhh there seems to be a lot of traditional costumes so -

Which one should I choose 😭?

Idk where this screenshot is from but Jimbo was serving cunt in this dress 💅

Derek pulling a glock out of thin air <3

What Disventure camp canon event are you? Pt 2.

Bagula bhagat

Lingerie

Synopisis: Where, while you show off your new lingerie sets that you bought, Jun is enchanted by the lingerie with embroidered flowers, something different, that enchanted his eyes.

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: Smut, penetrative sex, oral (f. receiving), fingering (f. receiving), praising, squirt & etc.

Jun had always been the epitome of a supportive boyfriend. Whether it was your college work, cooking a new dish, or even finding the perfect dress for a wedding, Jun was there, ready to assist. He made everything feel effortless, always taking care of the details so you didn’t have to worry.

“Jun, I really don’t know how to tackle this assignment,” you’d sigh, frustration evident in your voice.

He would slide over, peering at your laptop screen. “Let me take a look. Maybe we can brainstorm some ideas together,” he’d suggest with a gentle smile, and before you knew it, the daunting task felt manageable.

In the kitchen, you once struggled with a recipe you’d never tried before. Jun found the perfect tutorial online and stood by your side, guiding you step by step until the dish was ready, his patience never wavering.

And when it came to shopping for that perfect dress for a friend’s wedding, Jun’s patience shone through. You spent hours in the mall, trying on what felt like a hundred different outfits. Yet, Jun never complained. He sat outside the dressing rooms, offering genuine opinions.

“That one’s nice, but I think the blue dress brings out your eyes more,” he’d say, making the decision-making process so much easier.

His opinions always seemed spot-on, which is why you’d come to trust his judgment on many things, especially when it came to your wardrobe. Shopping with him became an enjoyable experience rather than a chore.

Today was another shopping day, and you were on the hunt for a new outfit for an upcoming event. As usual, Jun was by your side, carrying your bags and offering his thoughts on the clothes you tried on.

“What do you think of this one?” you asked, stepping out of the fitting room in a sleek, black dress.

Jun looked up from his phone, his eyes lighting up. “You look amazing. But maybe try it with those heels we saw earlier?”

You nodded, smiling. “You always know what looks best.”

After a few more outfits and Jun’s invaluable input, you finally settled on a dress. As you walked out of the store, you linked your arm with his, feeling grateful for his constant support.

“Thank you for always being so patient with me,” you said, leaning your head on his shoulder.

Jun chuckled, giving your hand a squeeze. “It’s easy when I’m with you. I just want to make sure you’re happy.”

He says that with the greatest naturalness. – While you were freaking out inside.

As you arrived home, Jun noticed you were carrying a few extra bags, including some from a lingerie store he knew well. He had bought you gifts from that store before, particularly on Valentine's Day.

“When did you buy these?” Jun asked, curiosity and a hint of excitement in his voice.

You smiled, placing the bags on the table. “When you went to get ice cream,” you replied nonchalantly.

Jun's eyes lit up, a playful smirk spreading across his face. The thought of you picking out something special while he was away added a spark of anticipation.

Later that evening, after dinner and a cozy time together, you both retreated to the bedroom. Jun sat comfortably in the poltrone, eagerly waiting as you prepared to show him the new lingerie. He could hardly contain his excitement, his eyes following your every movement.

First, you stepped out in a stunning red set, the vibrant color highlighting your curves beautifully. Jun's jaw dropped, and he couldn't help but cover his face, cheeks flushed red. “Wow, you look incredible,” he mumbled from behind his hands.

You giggled, twirling around to give him a full view. “You really think so?”

“Absolutely,” Jun nodded, peeking through his fingers, his eyes filled with admiration.

Next, you slipped into a sleek black set, the lace and satin combination making you feel both elegant and seductive. You strutted around the room, feeling confident under Jun's appreciative gaze. “This one is my favorite so far,” he confessed, his voice slightly hoarse with desire.

“You're too sweet,” you replied, feeling a rush of warmth at his words.

Finally, you emerged in a delicate white set, the purity of the color contrasting beautifully with the sultry design. Jun couldn't take his eyes off you, his face still a deep shade of red. “You look like an angel,” he whispered, his praise as genuine as ever.

You walked over to him, leaning down to place a soft kiss on his lips. “I’m glad you like them. You always make me feel so beautiful.”

Jun smiled, his hands gently holding your waist. “That’s because you are. And I’m the luckiest guy in the world.”

You stepped into the room, adorned in a pastel floral lingerie, a departure from your usual style. You knew it, and Jun knew it too. But this time, instead of his usual enthusiastic response, Jun remained silent. He simply stared at you, his gaze sweeping over your figure from head to toe. His mouth hung slightly open, his chest rising and falling deeply with each breath.

Concerned by his lack of reaction, you couldn't help but ask, “Don't you like it?”

Jun didn't respond with words. Instead, he closed the distance between you in a few swift strides, his movements purposeful and determined. Before you could even react, he pressed his lips to yours, his hand firmly holding the nape of your neck while the other encircled your waist.

Your eyes widened in surprise at his sudden action, but you quickly melted into the kiss, allowing yourself to be consumed by the warmth of his embrace. His lips moved with a fervent passion, igniting a fire within you that quickly spread throughout your entire being.

As he gently laid you down on the bed, Jun's eyes remained fixed on you, his gaze intense and unwavering. His hands began to explore your body with a tenderness that sent shivers down your spine. Fingers traced delicate patterns across your breasts, down your belly, until they reached the band of your panties.

You held your breath in anticipation, your heart racing with excitement. But instead of removing your panties entirely, Jun surprised you by simply pushing them to the side. A soft gasp escaped your lips as his fingers found their target, circling your clit with a feather-light touch.

The sensation was electrifying, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. You arched your back instinctively, pressing yourself against his hand as he continued to tease and tantalize you. 

As Jun's fingers slid inside your wet pussy, you couldn't help but arch your back in response to the delightful sensation. A low moan escaped your lips, your body instinctively pressing against his hand as he began to explore your gummy walls.

"You're so beautiful like this," he murmured, his voice filled with reverence as he gazed upon you. "Every curve, every sigh, it's all so perfect."

Your cheeks flushed crimson at his words, and you couldn't help but cover your face in embarrassment. "Stop it, Jun," you protested weakly, though the desire that burned within you betrayed your words.

But Jun was undeterred, his fingers never faltering in their ministrations as he continued to lavish you with praise. "I can't help it," he confessed, his voice low and husky with desire. "You drive me wild, you know that? Just seeing you like this, so hot, so pretty..."

His words sent shivers down your spine, and you found yourself squirming beneath him, unable to contain the desire that coursed through your veins. With a gentle touch, Jun reached out, his fingers brushing against your cheeks as he gently pulled your hands away from your face.

"You don't need to hide from me," he whispered, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity. "I want to see all of you, every part of you."

Jun's response was immediate and decisive, his actions speaking louder than words as he lowered himself between your thighs without hesitation. As his warm breath ghosted over your sensitive flesh, anticipation coursed through your veins.

Without a word, Jun buried his face in your heat, his tongue flicking out to taste your arousal. A moan escaped your lips at the touch of his tongue on your clit, pleasure radiating out from where his lips and tongue touched you.

"Please," you whimpered, your voice thick with need as you pressed against him, urging him to go deeper. "I need you, Jun. I need you to fuck me."

But Jun simply chuckled against your skin, his movements deliberate and unhurried as he teased you with languid strokes of his tongue. 

You writhed beneath him, your fingers tangling in his hair as your body begged for release. But Jun was relentless, his ministrations driving you to the brink of madness as he expertly toyed with your bud.

And then, just as you thought you couldn't take it anymore, Jun's touch changed, becoming more insistent, more demanding. With a low growl, he devoured you, his tongue delving deep inside you as he consumed you like his last meal.

With a final, desperate cry, you reached the peak of ecstasy, your body convulsing with the force of your release. Jun drank in your essence greedily, his tongue working tirelessly to draw out every last drop of your pleasure.

As you eagerly anticipated his next move, Jun teased you with his cock, allowing you only the briefest of touches before pulling away again. Your frustration mounted with each fleeting contact, but Jun seemed to relish in your desperation, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he toyed with you.

"Patience, my love," he whispered, his voice dripping with desire. "Good things come to those who wait."

With a wicked grin, he finally positioned himself at your entrance, his cock throbbing with anticipation. You could feel the heat of his arousal against your skin, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through your body.

And then, with a single, smooth motion, he plunged deep inside you, filling you completely. You gasped at the suddenness of his entry, your body clenching around him in ecstasy.

"God, Jun," you gasped, your voice strained with pleasure. "I think I could cum just from the feeling of you sliding inside me."

Jun's chuckle sent shivers down your spine as he teased you, adjusting your legs to rest on his shoulders. The new angle made you feel him even deeper, and you couldn't help but moan in pleasure.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" Jun murmured, his voice husky with desire. "I love seeing you like this…"

You could only nod in response, your breath hitching as he continued to thrust into you relentlessly.

"You're so beautiful like this, taking me so well," he murmured, his voice filled with admiration. "I can feel how much you want me, how much you need me to fill you up." 

"You're mine, all mine," he growled, his thrusts becoming more urgent. "No one else can make you feel like this, can they? Only me."

You whimpered in response, unable to form coherent words as pleasure washed over you. Jun's words fueled your desire, pushing you closer to the brink of orgasm with each passing moment.

Your words tumbled out in a desperate gasp as pleasure consumed you. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm gonna cum, Jun!" you cried out, feeling his cock driving you to the edge. The sensation of him sliding in, wet and sharp, only intensified the pleasure coursing through you.

As you felt the knot unraveling in your belly, you came around him, your body pulsating with ecstasy. But Jun didn't stop there; he continued, spreading your legs wide as he gazed into your eyes with unwavering intensity. He captured every expression on your face, savoring the way you looked as you cummed.

pleasure crash over you. When Jun let out a choked moan, his face contorted in bliss, you felt a gulp of anticipation. His hot cum filled you, triggering another orgasm that ripped through you, causing you to squirt around him.

As his cock slipped out of you, you felt his cum mixing with yours, spilling out from within you. Jun watched you with awe, his eyes wide with amazement at the sight before him.

Jun leaned in close, his hands gently caressing your trembling body as he whispered soothing words to coax you from your orgasmic haze. He pressed soft kisses to your forehead, cheeks, and lips, his touch gentle and reassuring as he helped you come down from the intense high. You melted into his embrace.

Ok, I need to discuss something with you cookie runners…

Affogato’s actions, can’t be defended…

You can come after me all you want, in saying ‘Oh, you’re just saying that because you like Dark Cacao’ No…I’m literally serious. He can’t be defended for his actions, because there’s literally no excuse. Having a rough childhood and backstory, doesn’t excuse his actions, it only makes us understand them.

I’ve seen a lot of people saying that Affogato’s way of leadership is right…

Well you’re wrong…

Because his way of leadership? It will doom the entire Dark Cacao Kingdom.

Case in point:

Affogato, uses the money in the Black Citadel’s vault to buy sweets. Later that same vault is mentioned by Chili Pepper Cookie to be completely empty.

So how much did the sweets cost, and how much did the vault have?

If this is how expensive or even hard it is to get sweets into the Dark Cacao Kingdom, to the point where the bank is LITERALLY EMPTY, then that means either Affogato spent all the money ON SWEETS, or he took the money and left.

Considering he was recruited into the COD seemingly immediately after the events in Dark Cacao Kingdom, I’d say he most likely, SPENT ALL THE MONEY ON SWEETS.

And considering the fact that the Dark Cacao Kingdom is poor, the economy of it and whatever savings Dark Cacao had spared would have been WASTED on sweets if ever they needed supplies from the outside.

You can say they can just sell things or bring in tourists, but that can’t happen…

The Dark Cacao Kingdom is not only poor but lives in a harsh environment. The only thing I believe they are able to sell is clothes.

Food? No, we need them to sustain our subjects save the food and preserve them for later use.

Milk? We need them to sustain ourselves.

Weapons? Who the hell buys weapons other than knights and adventurers? And we need them to defend our lands and arm our soldiers.

Sure it was successful in its economy BEFORE the War, but after when the Coffee Tribe and Licorice Village left or either died? It’s probably having a hard time sustaining it financially.

We also have to remember that the Dark Cacao Kingdom is the exact opposite of the Hollyberry Kingdom. To describe: It is the Raisin Village before Pure Vanilla but on a LARGER scale as it is an entire Kingdom/Nation. They can’t rely on natural resources, they have to hunt, unlike the Hollyberry Kingdom where natural resources are abundant and trade is mostly the income. Hollyberry Kingdom, has the resources available for the kingdom to THRIVE, but the Dark Cacao Kingdom? No…it doesn’t have those resources.

So whatever Plans Affogato had, he will eventually starve his people, because trade is unavailable and hard to the point where they can’t get rich on this. And because the lack of natural resources.

Let’s not forget this: Affogato is willing to banish Dark Cacao’s loyalists away, he isn’t willing to train new soldiers and has decided to just let his loyalists protect him. He is willing to deny people outside the Citadel AND the whole entire KINGDOM. Outsiders whether or not they live in the Citadel are NOT allowed inside.

This will eventually cause a REVOLT. A rebellion and Revolution. If Affogato did find a way to gain natural income, the way he denies people at the door because they don’t have the luxury of the Black Citadel, people will start to turn against him or die. It is similar to how the Creme Republic, treats the Lower City, but WORSE. The people will literally suffer the wrath of the wilds or the lack of food and resources. We already know that the people in charge of defending the Villagers were the Watchers of the Citadel, if Affogato manipulates them to not do their duty in helping the outsiders but instead protect him, then the Milk Village who remained loyal to Dark Cacao, will FALL. It will die, because there is no one to protect them from the Beasts. Sure some of them can fight, but considering that Dark Choco Cookie had to save the entire village in his young age from Wild CreamWolves, I’d say not many of them do know how to fight.

But there are still others who live around the area other than the Milk Village, considering Caramel Arrow Cookie’s remark to the rumors being spread, which is most likely not the Milk Village. And the cookie from the beginning of Episode 13.

But that makes it even more possible for a Rebellion against him, if this Cookie is willing to knock on the door for help, then others who have heard the tale of Ancient Heroes or other nations besides their own, will find help, OUTSIDE the Kingdom, Most likely, Gingerbrave’s Kingdom or Hollyberry Kingdom (Since they don’t know about the Creme Republic) since Affogato has no care of the outside world he will not see a rebellion coming, or better yet, his own loyalists turns against him.

His way of living will restart another version of himself, who absolutely despises him. Though the Dark Cacao Loyalists work in the Black Citadel, they also have families who don’t, possibly even Affogato’s. He will be killed by someone who he trusts and seems the most loyal to him until he is backstabbed.

Let’s not forget what he is willing to do as King.

He is willing to manipulate people

Willing to strike fear and banish those who oppose him

Willing to KILL those who get in his way and oppose him

Willing to ignore everything outside just to stay in the lap of luxury

Willing to not work at all

Willing to bribe others in the pleasure of wealth.

Willing to disguise it as for others pleasure when it is for his own.

People, This is isn’t a Leader…

THIS IS A TYRANT.

He is willing to Kill Dark Cacao just to get the throne and he is willing to do so to others to stay in it.

Do you really think he is truly right? No! The Dark Cacao Kingdom will not survive in his way of living and rule.

It will fall, by his hands and by the people.

Whether or not the COD interferes and Dark Cacao dies, his way will DOOM the Kingdom, till it’s nothing but history.

And if you’re saying Dark Cacao starves his people, again they Ration food, there’s probably not enough to last them a lifetime.

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WOOOOOO WE HIT 100 FOLLOWERS ☺️☺️

luv u all i’ll maybe post tmr

or the next day

or the day after that

(idk when i’m posting next but ima post!!)

The Fisherman, the Woodcutter, the Tiller, and the Scholar The Brave Archer III (1981)

Not me remembering I have a tumblr just so I can post about Viviz.

Anyways they ate. Stream Untie.

HE SLAAAYYYEDDD

ATE IT UP LEFT NO CRUMBSSSS

Mobility Aid- Angel Edition

Not everyone is aware of what powers their trains, cars and electrical grid. All it takes is a little curiosity, and a willingness to be on the run for your whole life. To ditch working in the train factories and come home with your own angel.

Who has been genetically altered to have weak bones and has lived in a confined space so the power it does have is permanently altered. Thankfully! You’re a pretty good with mechanics, how hard can it be to built an angel a mobility aid?

Thinking about the way Tim Drake specifically is written by fans. I feel like it’s such a huge insight into the people writing him. Maybe not every single one of the but most of them?

What would you do for the people you love? Who would you become for them? What would you change for them? At the end of the day can you say they would do the same for you? How does it feel to know you’d give everything to see a set of eyes that look at you as if you’re a story worth telling

"Now you are My Star . . ."

Tw: Knife play and blood.

Just something i got in mind for a while, finally done oof-. . .

Would yall believe me if i say is my first time drawing Cirrus?

Cause it was. . .

And it was a challenge to draw him.

I need to sleep now.

Ok but imagine if the first ever android was actually Kara, but because of the way she reacted after being assembled Cyberlife had to keep her existence secret and instead introduced Chloe as the first ever android, and Kara was set free by the operator and spent years blending in with humanity until she somehow got her memory wiped and was sent back to Cyberlife to be bought by Todd

William Afton💀

Finished

the urge to just write a story with the most crazy mind-bending twists like bad boys: ride or die, red notice, get out, and us kinda shitttttt.

but im just sooooooooooooo lazyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.

and have the hottest ocs on that shittttttttttttt.

more interested in the FBI, undercover bitch trying to clear their name or someone elses.

and the other bad bitch with the most crazyyyy shit up their sleeveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee likeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

y'alllllllllllllllllllllllllllll its summerrrrrrrrrrrrr, obligate me to do this shittttttttttttttttttttttttt.