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Dudes as moths !

P1 - Hercules moth, P2 - African Peach moth, P3 - Spanish Moon moth

I actually just love finding different animals or insects that in my opinion look like some characters, it's fascinating. Should I make other Dudes or someone else?

Which is your favorite Dude?

P1 Dude

P2 Dude

P3 Dude

P4 Dude

Postal Dude DB

Other Dude

Movie Dude

Shtopor

Remaining time: 2 days 14 hours

My favorite is P1 Dude!

#discussion #postal #postal dude #postal 1 dude #postal 2 dude #postal 3 dude #postal 4 #movie dude #shtopor #postal brain damaged #other dude #Spotify

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Still Timlex that’s where my priorities are

1 2 3 ticci Toby ticci Toby ticci Toby

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My Vows

Pathetic!Eddie Gluskin x fem reader

SMUT! MDNI

Tags: Eddie is desperate(what else is new) gentle-to-rough, soft eddie, “brat tamer” eddie, dom eddie. PIV, breast play, breeding kink

CW reader is kind of a Himedere tbh, reader is a bit mean(more internal monologue then direct insults), BOTH Eddie and reader enforce traditional gender norms, misogyny(duh) a little ooc, Eddie coaching reader on how to be a “good wife”, kinda mind break not really tho, cnc, freeuse, only proof read half i’m sorry

Eddies black eyelashes, clump together with tears as he sobs into your chest.

“Mother would be so proud if I brought you home. My dream wife, my perfect girl.” Eddie’s lisp is so prominent that he is practically slurring his words with the feverish need to take you, to posses you, mind body and soul.

Your nose scrunches up in contempt as he buries his head in your chest, like a needy wet dog.

This fucking freak has been obsessed with you since you got to this god forsaken place. Calling himself your husband as if he even deserves to breathe the same air as you. Psycho freak. Your face relaxes a bit, the disgust in your expression not as potent now.

You feel kinda bad for the guy…

He’s clearly sick. You try to resist him. I mean c’mon! Look at him, He’s insane! But then he says something that reminds you just how sick he is…

And you can’t help but give into him a bit more….

“Ya’ know, you cry a lot for a ‘real man’ don’t you?…you’re like a big baby.” you pout at him yet can’t help but rub the back of his neck with his thumb. He looks at you patiently and whispers, “I was always was a emotional, needy boy. I cannot help it my dear.” He sniffles, voice still shaky from his crying, your shirt now dirty from his weird emotional episode. “Gross…you got me covered in snot…” you pout, grimacing and glaring at him.

“no, no, no sweet girl” he chuckles, continuing “you’re supposed to comfort me tell me how you love me so!”

UGH!

Why do you have to do this? You’re above this, and this pathetic freak won’t leave you alone. Alas you’re too important to die so you must…”humor” this weirdo.

“Ah, yes…such a good husband there, there.” You almost gag, spitting out the words like spoiled milk. However reluctant you are he seems over the moon.

“YES! My wife, my beautiful wife, you learn so well, you’re so perfect!” He preens squeezing you so tight you could explode.

Hey…maybe this isn’t so bad. He strokes your ego…normal men just call you bitchy and entitled. Eddie on the other hand waits on you hand and foot. It feels pretty good, even if you feel awful for taking advantage of a clearly sick man. But how bad should you feel? He put you in this situation. It’s his fault isn’t it?

“Oh darling! I almost forgot my vows! Forgive me for being so forgetful i’m very sourry.” He stands up brushing himself off.

“Darling, I vow to make a good wife out of you, to love you until my dying days, to fill you with my seed until you have my babies. I vow to fill you until you are no longer able to back talk me- we will work on that darling i promise-. I will make you nice to me, my love. My wife.” He picks you up and twirls you like you weight nothing.

You have to hold your breath.

Holy shit

He’s gonna fuckin’ kill you.

You try not to freak out as this giant freak tells you that you’re breeding stock. But something sweet in his eyes, like real pure love makes you submit to it.

It feels so romantically sinister.

…”and I vow to do it right now” he says with childlike glee in his eyes.

“No more back talk my love, just my love, if I pump you full enough you’ll be good right? You’ll be a good wife?” He kisses you. You can’t do anything other than nod your head.

He rips your shirt off.

You gasp at the sudden air.

“Eddie…” you pout trying to cover yourself, your ego completely gone, you didn’t think he would go this far.

“Shh Darling, your husband will take care of you, you just have to be nice, oh please be nice to me my love that’s all I want” he kisses you tenderly then rips your hands away from your chest. “So pretty darling. I cannot wait for these perfect breasts to get so big with milk for our offspring, your belly too.” He sniffles again, about to cry for the second time.

“Fine okay- okay” you kiss him back for the first time.

His eyes widen and he humps your leg like a oversized dog. Rubbing your breasts and kissing the valley between them when he is done with your lips. “Darling” he wines grabbing your hips and removing his pants and yours “no more pants or panties for you for now on, okay? I need you to be a good wife, just pretty skirts and bare sex okay my darling? “ he starts thrusting into you slowly ,gently. “But don’t be mistaken, you’re bot allowed to go outside like that, just with me. I love you I don’t want you to become some whore.” He rubs your back and breasts.

You moan softly, your mind getting fuzzy. His hands are huge. “Eddie, o-okay i’ll love you! I’ll be good i’ll be your wife” you mewl in his ear. “Shh darling” he mumbles into the nape of your neck “you already are.” He begins to increase his pace and kiss your neck.

He cums inside you breathing heavy as your walls close around him. “E-Eddie” you whimper. “Oh? Did i not finish my vows?”

“Silly me”

He starts thrusting again.

His sweet wife, taking it like a champ.