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[demonicrhythms]

Karasuba in venipede slippers

is this anything

Small edit: promo for a Chibi Keychain of him and Scolipede :)

[yaoiconnoisseur]

I’m never drawing a pool table again.

[taisha-san]

🫟: "What are you looking at?! Come and untie me!"

[volofficial]

they both do ( ｀∧´)

[wormybloodz]

Domestic scenario: Corbeau comes home from work Upset and reader comes just shy of tackling him in a hug, holding his face and stroking his cheeks.

(I THINK I WENT A LITTLE OVERBOARD, I’M SORRY THIS IS MY FIRST TIME RESPONDING TO A PROMPT AND OF COURSE I LOVED DOING ITTT, TY ANON!!)

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Exhaustion weighs heavily on Corbeau's shoulders as he steps through the front door to his penthouse, his normally impeccable appearance slightly disheveled—his tie loosened, his coat draped over one arm. Yet, the instant you rush to the door to greet him, his tense expression melts into something softer.

He catches you effortlessly when you leap into his arms, exhaling a long breath as if your presence alone dispels the weariness clinging to him.

“My love, how was work? You seem… tired,” you ask softly as you brush a lock of loose, dark purple hair out from under his glasses.

“Work was...” he pauses, pressing a tired kiss to your forehead before setting you down gently, “a nightmare—shipments delayed, customs forms completely botched, just… idiots tripping over their own incompetence.” His voice carries a blatant note of irritation, but it dissipates as he studies your concerned expression, “…but none of that matters now.”

You cup his cheek, gently stroking the side of his face with your thumb. He instinctually brings his hand up, placing it over yours—nuzzling into the warmth of your palm.

He forces a small smirk. “Did Philippe bother you too much? I told him to check in, not hover like his damned Skarmory.”

His thumb brushes along your jawline, his gaze dropping briefly to your lips before he leans back to admire how… blissfully domestic you look in your loungewear.

Suddenly, your stomach rumbles; Corbeau catches it right away.

“Have you eaten? I cancelled dinner plans with the investors; thought we'd stay in,” he contemplates for a moment, “I can prepare my sushi… unless you'd prefer to torment me somewhere more…” he reminisces “…public, again.”

Internally, Corbeau debates whether to confess the real reason he rushed home—he simply just missed you.

[blitziaeleece]

Hi!!! :D

I’m still making art, I’m just slower because of reasons. Anyway haha, have this thing I made last year and finished ten days ago but never shared! (I’m really trying to share more art here and gatekeep less, let’s appreciate the effort)

So I’m obsessed with this man. I finally met him in my game and omg, I love this guy so much!! He is so silly and trying so hard to be a menacing person. He is so cute, kinda wanna break his knees or pinch his cheeks, idk, haha, he is cute and pretty and I am so fucking gay for him haha.

Anyway, reblogging makes you cool, yk the drill. And you better take care of yourself or grandpa Blitz is gonna show up and tell you to drink water >:( and I will tell you in French, THE HORROR!!!! (I speak perfect Baguette bc I am Baguette)

Oh and comms are open here!

[prvkv]

[yell0wbibee]

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