Hello! I Just Read Your Mash Fic And I Wanna Request A Mash X (preferably Fem) Reader Oneshot If Thats

MC: Whenever I see Riddle, my motherly instinct is kicking in.

Trey, Cater, and Riddle: ...

MC: Does that mean he have a rough childhood?

Cater: Damn—

Trey: Shh! Cater!

Riddle: ...

Riddle: You know what? I'm putting myself for adoption.

“I snuck into the caves last night and got a nasty cut from a rock crab. Don’t tell anyone, okay?” - Sebastian

Remember that one dialogue Sebastian has about getting shanked by a rock crab? Yeah. That’s it. I just wanted to draw that.

Baby dragon 🐉

I need more content of Manon being a freak and also I can’t ship Bok Su and Da Jeong because Da Jeong annoys me so here

I call this ship “Red Meat” for obvious reasons and I like puns

@racheldrawsthis would have an aneurysm if he saw this I think

What would Thaumo and Nalis do if I just went up to them sniffed their head and said “ew do you not take showers????” and proceed to stare at them with the most deadpan look

Thaumo would stare at you with that stunned confused look he sometimes gets for a minute. He’d then try to pull off a pitiful/pathetic expression & insist that he tried… if it wasn’t good enough maybe you should help him next time he is so obvious it is hurting me

Nalis would be more genuinely stunned and worried & immediately smell himself.

• if there’s a strange smell but it’s not coming from him, Nalis would immediately lead you out of the room, then go back & look for the cause of it.

• if there’s no strange smell he’ll accept your teasing & try to tease you back later in the day.

• there’s a small chance that Nalis got too caught up in his work & didn’t go home to shower or sleep that night. If this is the case he’d be kinda embarrassed, mumble that something work related came up, and sulk off for the rest of the day. The following day he’d show up at your desk, freshly showered & carrying your favorite drink, and in a much better mood again.

Vincent x ftm reader from dead plate...I need more of him I'm LOOSING IT

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freak vincent charbonneau who loves fucking you in his band t-shirts <3 FTM reader

"Like it?" Vincent asked you as he bungled up the band t-shirt you wore (which was his, by the way), raising an eyebrow at the way you sniffled.

He cooed, reaching a hand down to rub your sensitive bundle of nerves as he rolled his hips against yours. "You said you wanted to wear my shirt, well here you go." Although his voice remained monotone, you could tell Vincent was teasing you.

You gripped onto his forearm, "B-Because I wanted to sleep in it." You whispered in a breathless tone, "You can also sleep with my dick in you. You've done it before." Vincent leaned down to hide his face in the crook of your neck, slowly pulling out before thrusting back in, his balls slapping against your ass, making you cry out and squeeze around him.

Vincent grunted, cradling your head with his arm, "I just can't help it..." He trailed off, which led you to wonder what he wanted to say but decided not to voice out. Instead, Vincent panted into your ear.

His pace alone was driving you insane—going from rough plowing into your leaking cunt, to grinding his hips, his pelvis rubbing against your clit while you sobbed and begged him to keep his pace consistent. Vincent gently bit your neck, before licking the mark he left, “You're cute…” He whispered, his free hand reaching down to help spread your thigh even further.

“I should make you wear my shirts everyday.” Vincent bit his bottom lip, his hips beginning to thrust back into your pussy. “My sweet boy…” He groaned, feeling himself coming closer to his high. “Gonna paint your body…” Vincent pushed himself off of you and held your thighs open, fully plowing your dripping hole.

You sobbed, holding onto the bed sheets, desperately trying to find leverage while Vincent's tip kept kissing the deepest parts of you. You were so close, you felt like you were gonna explode any second now. He threw his head back and pulled out, giving his cock a few more pumps before he came all over your stomach and shirt—completely covering your body with his release, some even reached your face.

Vincent gulped thickly, staring at your twitching and sweaty body as you came down from your high. “You didn't get to cum, right?” He whispered, gently caressing your shaking thigh as he used his other hand to circle around your winking hole. “Don't worry.” Vincent inserted two fingers into your cunt and began fingering you, the lewd squelching noises that your pussy created made you feel so disgusting, but it was music to Vincent's ears.

“Hear that?” He said as a grin formed on his pale face, “It's calling my name…” Vincent whistled, pumping his fingers faster and deeper in your cunt. You cried, squeezing your thighs around his hand while shaking your head. Vincent chuckled and kissed your knee, the speed of his fingers not faltering for one second.

“Don't try and run away from me now… Just squirt all over my fingers, pretty baby…” Vincent urged, his eyes closely observing the way your cunt squeezed around his fingers, like it was desperately trying to suck it back inside. Or the way your juices ran down his hand and dripped onto the sheets, staining them.

He licked his lips and pulled his fingers out. The loss made you whine and sob adorable ‘whys’, but those pleads were quickly replaced by high pitched squeals when Vincent started eating you out.

One thing about Vincent was that he is a messy fucking eater. Since he can't really taste anything, he goes all out on eating your pussy like it's his last meal on earth. He held your thighs open, laying his tongue flat on your clit before he shook his head against it.

You arched your back and gripped onto his hair, desperately pulling him in closer as you felt yourself coming closer. “C-Close!” You cried salty tears, feeling his fingers go back to fingering you while he sucked and licked your abused clit. “That's it, come all over my tongue…” Vincent groaned into your pussy, his drool running down his chin as he watched your face.

It didn't take long for you to come all over his face, which he ate and drank all up like the freak he was <3

© shirakow ; i have completely forgotten how to write vincent so I'm sorry if this was messy <3 also it's almost 5 am when i post this, dont mind the typos I made (if i made any)

I’ve always wanted to chug a jar of mayo

MC: *trying to make their way by feeling up the walls with their hands* *being careful for any bumps or cracks on the floor*

Cerberus: *watches them in confusion*

MC: *sigh* If there's only a way to know that I'm going the right way.

Cerberus: Ruff.

MC: ...

Cerberus: Ruff?

MC: Oh. Aren't you the dog earlier? Cerberus isn't? *slowly turns to where they heard him*

Cerberus: *comes closer to them* *letting them touch one of his heads*

MC: *sigh in relief* Thank goodness...

Cerberus: *growls* *then snorts*

MC: Is it okay if you guide me back to the hallway?

Cerberus: *grumbles as a response*

MC: *smiles* Thank you. I really appreciate your help—

Cerberus: *picking them up by the scruff of their shirt and throwing them on his back*

MC: *feels their heart dropped for a second, not until they felt his smooth fur*

Cerberus: *continues to grumble while he slowly walks*

MC: ...

MC: *soft chuckles* Thank you for your consideration, Cerberus.

Cerberus: *proudly raised his head*

heyo! stardew valley!reader as always: well, it was bound to happen eventually. today is one of the days where both xiao and albedo are here at the same time (klee is playing outside) and you were all having a lovely picnic together. very cute, very enjoyable. xiao’s karma if debt has decreased by around half at this point and (!!!) he halfway accepts his adoption into the family. (!!! emotional progress everyone) you idly take a pear out of the basket while mostly keeping an eye on klee (1/2)🦝

"this explains so much"

Diavolo: Lucifer! *looks at him while playing with MC's hair* *has this expression of discovering something new*

Diavolo: How can someone have this really soft fur?

MC: That's my hair...

Lucifer: They're of Solomon's breed.

MC: ...

Diavolo: Are you sure? But this one looks pure.

MC: I know my brother is shady sometimes, but can you please not insult him? I don't feel good when someone insults my brother.

Lucifer: You're right. They're a lot more different from Solomon.

Lucifer: That guy pretends not to hear anything.

MC: ...

Diavolo: By the way, I've heard from Lucifer that you're a good fighter. Do you want to try having a wrestling fight with me?

MC: ...

MC: I don't think I will stand a chance.

Diavolo: Don't worry. I will go easy on you.

MC: *immediately hides behind Lucifer*

Lucifer: *pleased*

Diavolo: Lucifer, hand me the puppy.

Lucifer: No. Besides, they do have a point. Your idea of "going easy on someone" will never work in your nature.

Diavolo: *frowns*

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*Lucifer and Diavolo finally letting go of MC and leaving them alone*

MC: *just staring into space because of exhaustion*

Satan: Hey, kid. You shouldn't be sitting on the sidewalk—

MC: *looks up at him*

Satan: *lowkey mesmerized by their face*

Satan: *realized that he got distracted for a few seconds* *shakes his head*

Satan: As I've said earlier, you should not be sitting on the sidewalk. There are a lot of people walking here. What if they accidentally bumped into you or something?

MC: *no thoughts in those eyes*

Satan: ...

Satan: Are you perhaps... hungry?

MC: No. I'm exhausted.

Satan: ...

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Satan: *brought MC to the House Of Lamentation*

Asmo and Mammon: MC!

Satan: You know them?

Asmo: Yes! They're Solomon's sibling!

Satan: Solomon?

Mammon: Hey, MC! You look lifeless! Here, I'll give you some hug!

MC: *immediately falling asleep after being embraced by him*

Satan: So it seems they're really that exhausted.

Asmo: *displeased* Of course. Lucifer and Lord Diavolo have been hogging them the whole day.

Satan: ...

Mammon: If only they made a pact with me first, this would never happen.