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@ziaron

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real people being partially closeted or ambiguous about their own sexuality while making Gay Art is not queerbaiting
Real people figuring out they’re queer through the process of making gay art is not queerbaiting either
#real people not telling you everything about themselves is allowed
I'm obsessed with the idea of a super doting boyfriend who is very sweet and innocent in public but as soon as it's night and it's just him and I he flips the switch and makes me into his dumb little breeding doll that he forces to take every inch of his cock as I scream and cry that it hurts until he puts a pillow over my face to shut me up so he can breed his toy in peace ♡♡
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The Stalker.
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I'm back, you heathens <3
fear not, friends. I shall return with more content very soon...
for now please enjoy a messy sketch of Lucas :D !!!

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Wifepanic alan my beloved
Now that he's tasted genuine, unrestrained love and affection from someone he's this enamoured with you think he can just go back to life without it? Nah nah nah nah no, no way, it'd be so cold, so empty. She's staying right where she belongs.
KYAAaa ! ! ! ♡♡♡
Sway Me [Yandere L x Reader]
Title: Sway Me [Yandere L x Reader]
Synopsis: The one thing you have left is your ability to not eat. And now your kidnapper wants to take even that small consolation away from you. Commissioned piece.
Word count: 3044
Notes: yandere, kidnapped reader, reader has an eating disorder, explicit eating disorder behaviors (including discussions of not eating, purging, hiding food) and eating disorder thoughts (mentions of calories, emptiness, nutrients, etc)
The sensation of a supremely empty stomach is a familiar one. You’ve been hungry before. Not just hungry, but empty. Running on nibbles and bites, or sometimes nothing at all. Fumes. Starving yourself until there is the wholly odd, unnatural sensation that feels like the interior of your stomach is trying to eat itself for want of anything else.
The quiet relief from these sensations is familiar, too. Relief that your stomach isn’t distended, that there’s nothing inside you but what you put into it. A blissful control that makes you feel, if even for a moment, that you are holding the reins.
So yes, yes, yes. All of that is familiar, memories that reach back so many years, from the first time you skipped a meal and felt powerful for it.
But the setting… the setting has changed. The company, too.
“Is your stomach bothering you again?”
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do you ever see a girl so hot you want her to kidnap you
Definitely not peaking a new yan character rn no not at all
"I'm sorry my dear, but i just can't allow you to leave."
When they think they were being clever, stealing your jacket... but you know they're going home to breathe in your smell while they masturbate 😊🥺🥰

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I've spent the last week high all the time. Lolz. (I'm hitting a rocky bit!♡)
I love luca! what is his ideal type?
Ok ok this has been in my inbox for a while but i didnt know how to answer without feeling like I'd be excluding people !
(Which is like my biggest fear when writing heheheheh...... 😮💨)
Imagine Luka with a golden retriever darling- like "eat these pills." "Okay!! :D" cause tbh im rlly trusting sometimes (esp around hot ppl/j) and would agree with everything
NO NO! I'm that way fr- a hot person can ask me anything n im like "👉👈uh- okay! Yeah! Sure!" - despite me being told i am that said hot person they'd do anything 4 ;) mwahh
OKAY ANYWAYSSSS!!!!
Luca with a golden retriever darling♡
I wish i had something to live for, I've been depressed since i was a kid so at this point i have no goals in life nor wants. Obviously i have the mediocre narcissistic wants like to get famous or sm- but that isn't a real goal, a solid path in life..
God i just want him to be obsessed with me, take pictures of me when im not aware, stalk me, sleep outside my window, look at me with pure love and admiration!!! WHY WHY WHY? ! ♡

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Stalker yanderes who hide inside your closet, hearts beating erratically because you caught them just as they were inside your room, rummaging through your things.
Stalker yanderes who try their best to press themselves as far into the back of the closet as possible, begging to whatever diety out there that you don’t find them. And as they shift as quietly as possible, their hands come across a soft fabric. Imagine their surprise when they pick it up in the darkness and make it out to be your panties.
Stalker yanderes who jerk one out in the closet, muffling their moans and heavy panting with your underwear, inhaling your scent deeply.
Stalker yanderes who wrap it around themselves and bite down harshly on their shirts, trying their best to keep quiet as they come to completion.
Stalker yanderes who hide silently in the closet, watching through the narrow gap between the doors as you do your little thing and start settling into bed. Who then creep out once they know you’re asleep and decide that they need a little reward for waiting patiently inside the cramped space.
Stalker yanderes who are quiet about their wants, simply relishing in a simple touch as you snore the night away. They cop a feel of your breasts, gently roll it around their fingers. Ones who just want to press up against you, give you a slight squeeze and pretend that this is normal, that they’re your boyfriend who came home from work late and not a perverted stalker who trespassed into your house. Others that like to kneel on your bed, press their crotch close to your face and watch you sleep as they rub one out and blow all over you. Some might clean you up, others might believe a little marking is necessary and leave.
Stalker yanderes who jump onto your bed and tackle you, startling you awake and pinning you down, holding your arms in a vice grip. Who straddle your waist and kiss every inch of you, licking their lips slowly before kissing you fully. Who muffle your screams and cries with their mouths and hastily grab and grope, rubbing themselves up against your thrashing legs like it doesn’t bother them.
Stalker yanderes who don’t hesitate to take what they want from your struggling form, but others who just murmur soft praises and compliments, who promise that if you don’t kick it’ll be nice and you’ll both feel so good.
Stalker yanderes who beg for forgiveness with soft words of love and devotion, who whisper apologies into the crook of your neck and kiss it tenderly even as they thrust viciously into your body, watching your eyes lull back and forth with exhaustion.
Stalker yanderes who get lucky, getting to hold you in their arms as you pass out. Who can pretend that this is all normal, that this is meant to be, who whole-heartedly (and delusionally) believe that you’ll wake up tomorrow and accept them in your bed, accept them buried in between your legs and in your cunt.
Stalker yanderes being deluded incels who don’t know the difference between right and wrong.
The worst part is, i loved who i was a year ago. And i hate who i am now.