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work more instead of ebegging
wow what a great idea, I've never thought of that 🙄
anyways I'm a disabled Jew and it's close to Hanukkah so if anyone wants to send some money my way so i can eat something other than instant noodles, here's my p*yp*l
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nsfw meme // @tzdkh said: [ MARK ] but lets be fair, kurama doesn't bite /gently/ so uh
[ MARK ] : via gentle biting or hickeys, sender leaves a mark on receiver.
Kuronue had never been very good about keep his hands to himself, ever. He craved constant touch and happily buried himself against Kurama whenever he could. Whether that was Kurama’s cock slipping inside of him or just them settled with each other in the same space. He wanted to feel his skin and the beat of his heart. Have his scent and his marks all over him. Kuronue loved the possessiveness - he loved feeling possessed and he loved possessing.
He’d done fairly well, all things considered. But apparently he wasn’t the only one who’d felt the strain of their separation. Minutes, hours, days, years of being apart when once they’d hardly spent a day away. Moments ago, he’d been pressing light, distracting kisses over where his mark had once sat in the crook of Kurama’s neck. Moments ago, he’d been discretely trying to burrow his scent beneath his skin.
Now, he’d been toppled over onto the ground and was pinned there. Kurama’s new human form was smaller than even Kuronue’s disguised form, and yet he still held him down with casual ease. Kuronue felt a shiver of delight crawl down his spine. He tilted his chin up and away to allow him access to the delicate skin of his throat, submissive and happily so. Blunt teeth closed around sensitive flesh and he squirmed a little with a sigh.
“I don’t have the control to stay like this,” he murmured, eyes closed. His hold over his human disguise was tenuous at best today. It wasn’t shapeshifting, per say, but a perfect solid illusion. Both his spiritual energy and his control of magic were still recovering, as if his body was recovering from his death. The warning was met with another bite marking his neck, sweetly painful.
Kuronue lost hold of his illusion and winced as his wings were crushed beneath him. The delicate metacarpals and phalanges struggled and flexed until his wings were spread out in a way that didn’t make him want to yelp. Kurama’s knees bracketed his waist, stopping beneath his wings, one hand held Kuronue’s wrists pinned above his head while the other braced his weight on his shoulder.
He keened softly at the sensation of the bite to the crook of his neck. Where his mating mark had faded to a silvered nothing. “Harder. You can bite harder,” he breathlessly encouraged. He was rewarded with a growl and exactly what he’d asked for. Skin reddened in the shape of blunt teeth and bruises blossomed where Kurama’s mouth moved. Even as Kurama’s hand left his wrists, Kuronue obediently kept his own above his head, freeing up Kurama to rove down his bare chest as he pleased.
Kuronue arched into the not-quite-right bites and lightly dug his own claws into his palms. “Can those human teeth of yours even make me bleed?” He knew he was being a shithead, taunting and teasing. And he was rewarded for his mouthiness with a bite painful enough that it was cold-hot-too-much and he squirmed beneath Kurama’s mouth before unabashedly moaning under him.
@tzdkh said: 💩! :o * talk about your muse! accepting!
A RIDICULOUS HEADCANON.
zippers are shown to be able to harmlessly detach body parts, and buccellati unzipping his arm and head are as natural to him as guarding. so with that in mind, please consider incredibly mundane ways buccellati can use sticky: got an itchy back? just use your arm like a scratching stick. something too high in a cupboard? hold your arm for a couple extra feet! need to cut your hair in a pinch? unzip your whole scalp and place it on a mannequin.
hand too big to squeeze under the couch? zip a couple digits off! shoe or suit a little too tight, but no time for a tailor? zip off the fat, cinderella style! no pockets? put your wallet in your chest! guaranteed to never be stolen!
@tzdkh gets a starter i promised them months ago
dean flips through the papers in his hand, fingers loosely holding on to the edges and carelessly turning them over. the report wasn’t anything too special, but dean had always been nosey. humming under his breath, he finds some of the particular cases in this file amusing. they had quite the list of charges and dean was contemplating if he should meet whoever this ‘sharky’ was. dean had a few particular ordinances in the trunk of the car he was sure the other man would enjoy and with their two creative minds put together, the hunter was sure there was an adventure to be had.
voices break the hunter out of his light readings, a voice calling out a name he was intimately familiar with before coming to stand before dean, looking at their phone. a smile grew on the winchester’s face as he recognized pratt, a man who had wanted to kick him out of the county when dean first started making a name for himself. dean still couldn’t help but to gloat every now and then that he had won that particular war. with his deputy’s hat and the folder obscuring most of dean’s visage, he could understand the mistake as they continued to explain their morning patrol. dean kicked his boots off the desk he had been resting on as they explained how they had to deal with another drunk driver, tearing through someone’s cow pasture. the movement caused them to finally stop, eyes reaching over the folder dean had been holding before him and reaching his exposed face.
“ you’re not deacon. ” “ nope. ”
“ i thought those files were locked away ? ” “ yup. ”
there was a lingering silence between the two, a frown beginning to form on the other deputy’s face. dean’s own smug expression refused to budge. a huff escapes the officer’s lips as their turn on their heels, no doubt to complain once more to whitehorse or whoever was in the office that day.
“ see you later, partner ! ” dean cheerily calls after them, waving a hand jovially. his feet are swung back onto the corner of the desk, falling back into the relaxation of learning more of the county’s drama. he spends only a few more moments after that particular interaction before a hand plucks the papers out of his hand. his lips purse in a moment of realization, shoulders slouching as if becoming a smaller target would help him.
“ i’ll have you know i’ve done absolutely nothing wrong today, whatever pratt told you is a dirty lie. you know he has it out for me ! ”
@tzdkh said: chin in his hands, kurama's smile is small and private. "ah, my lord," the honorific is saturated with a mixture of sarcasm and affection. "are you still struggling with human affairs? have you tried the youkai way of courtship? perhaps he might respond better to violence." //old man kurama says bitch get your shit together
“Yeah, well, turns out being a demon doesn’t make dumb human problems disappear.” Namely all the feelings building up in his chest that won’t go away. Yusuke levels Kurama with a suspicious glare. “And what the hell do you mean ‘youkai courtship’? If I’ve gotta beat him in a fight to win him over or something, I’ve already done that like a hundred times, and it’s not working out.”
@tzdkh look of innocence.
he stares back. a moments pause. ❝ do I even WANT to know? ❞
@tzdkh
side eyes Kurama. If he dares to speak and ruin the innocence of someone so pure and perfect as Yukina, she will HELP HIEI KILL HIM. THERE IS A LINE. Yukina has to be protected at all costs.
does anyone have a couple of pounds/dollars to spare? we're both in overdraft and need some money for heating and cat food, every little bit helps us so much
£0/60
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