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Imagine being some poor conscript in an unnamed middle eastern country and all the sudden you're playing the IRL version of an EDF game on max difficulty | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
Fr though literally me in 2042 battling for my life in Chongqing just to be killed by one of these in some brutal way 😂 | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
Swag eblana | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-17-08 |
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Source for the [rock](https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_Tendency) | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
Your wife if she's still breathing. | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
As an unofficial rock bro, I also support Mandy in whatever form she is
https://preview.redd.it/cxdbnvq5vsid1.png?width=1080&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=72ed0ef5f64e4297057915d2b471c863957e01c3 | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
1) i don't think she's on the smaller side
2) boobs are boobs, personally i prefer small but still
3) if she's small you are closer to her heart whe you hug her | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
Bro is a widower | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
small boobs are aesthetically more nice (at least for my perception, everyone has a different preferences) | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
They are, they make women more cute and/or elegant, at least in my opinion | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
I don't think she has small boobs honestly, maybe they are not big but medium is premium after all 👌🏻 | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
One day you the non-believers will see, she is coming out a 100%. My dad works for HG, trust me bro. | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
I feel like i need to specify that i love every part of Mandragora from head to toe, and me joking about her chest size does not mean i do not want to listen to her heartbeat as i put another pulse in her ifyaknowhatimsayin | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
She was too good for this sinful Earth :( | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
Dokutah, your clue has been terminated. You have not completed stage 0-10 - Enough Karma yet. Closure and I will be waiting for you here while you complete it. - Amiya
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Dokutah, your clue has been terminated. You have not completed stage 0-10 - Enough Karma yet. Closure and I will be waiting for you here while you complete it. - Amiya
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>listen to her heartbeat
Bro you ain't gonna hear anything there. | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
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Epic review aside do you have any tips for beginner writers? | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
Criticism was requested, and criticism I shall provide! (But, y'know, chill criticism.)
First off, I'm not really a smut writer so I can't really help on that front, so I'll just try and help out on the technical side of things. (If ya'll need amazing smut writers to take notes from, Deuceposter, GrandLeviathan, and Eusia are great.)
Let's start off with the good. The writing is solid, and the train of thought flows pretty well from one point to the next. You can slip into the POV of the Doc very well, and the whole story goes pretty smoothly! There's not any jarring jumps or anything, and for that alone I'd say it's already looking pretty good!
Ok, next. While I said I'm not a smut writer or anything (the closest thing I will ever write that's smut is [G-rated](https://archiveofourown.org/works/55364440)), I do have a suggestion. You'll notice how when you're doing certain things, your thought pattern will change depending on what you're doing? Like when you're sitting on a chair reading, you can think about things slowly and deeply, compared to when you're running around and your thoughts get jagged and one-note? A lot of writers want to mimic those sensations in their prose. When things are going slow, use long sentences as you would. As things speed up, you can try to mimic that by making your sentences quicker and quicker. As an example...
*We start off slowly and leisurely in our motions. Each thought is nice and well paced, flowing smoothly, pleasant and slow. We speed up, things go faster. Each motion, ragged and rough. Faster and faster, breathless, rushing, until-!*
Back to the good: I don't know much about Nadine, but the way you've written her already tells a lot about her background, which is good. I like how she'd integrated into the world, and it doesn't feel out of place at all. That's a very good thing to keep track of. In addition, her character bounces off well with your own (or your doctor, if you prefer). Both people keep moving the story forward, and that's good.
There are some minor nitpicks here and there, but those will be fixed with time and practice, if you choose to keep going. Overall, yeah, it's good! Just gotta work on pacing the story a bit and highlighting key moments. | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
~~Smh where's the feet~~ | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
In text and in second fanart included. I wasn't sure whether to use that one as the opening cover, considering that type of content is banned on the main sub. | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
Alright, noted. Thank you! | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
No problem! | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
>I wasn't sure whether to use that one as the opening cover,
The one where she's tied up? I think that's acceptable here as it isnt the main sub haha.
Anyways nice food, you cooked. | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
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(SPOILERS AHEAD)
It's been a few weeks now. Despite my solitary confinement, I've fucked 2 people. But instead of restraining me further, instead the higher-ups brought me to the cell where Talulah was. When I asked them why, they said that she would explain it.
I don't know what all happened to her, nor do I know why she's here. That's way above my pay grade. I'm not too hyped about fucking a terrorist, but I've no other choice.
When I entered the cell, it looked absolutely barren, nothing compared to mine. All there was was a big slab coming from the bottom of the wall in front of me that acted as both a seat and bed, as well as a pile of clothes to the right side of the room, a small notebook with a pencil to its side, and Talulah herself, sitting on the bed, her legs crossed, with a blank expression on her face.
Talulah was staring. Not at me, but right past me, at a wall. I was understandably quite nervous, so I opened my mouth to speak.
“Um, Miss Ta-”
I freeze in place as it looks like Talulah has broken from a trance to look at me. She has a stone cold, almost dead expression, the type of expression you'd see on a statue, but also determination of some sort.
“Good morning, agent. I'm glad to see a new face, instead of the one who comes in to give me my mandatory three meals a day.”
Her voice wasn't exactly what I expected. It wasn't dead, but it was certainly fighting to live. Her aura was intimidating. She speaks again.
“Well, let's not waste any more time.”
Talulah starts to undress herself.
“Wait. What are you doing? You haven't explained why I'm here.”
Talulah stops in her tracks, giving a short chuckle after a moment passes.
“Right. Sorry. I need to explain myself. But first, proper greetings.”
Talulah stands up and starts walking towards me. I instinctively step back. Talulah stops and sighs in disappointment. Her stoic visage was slipping, revealing her sorrow and regret, rather than disappointment.
“I-I'm sorry.”
I speak to break the silence. Talulah breathes in through her nose, shaking her head.
“It's fine. I've done numerous horrific atrocities. I deserve to be feared. It's natural that you'd step back.”
“No, Talulah. I-it's... whatever. My codename is Oaker.”
I put my hand out, and Talulah hesitates for a moment before she shakes it.
“Talulah Artorius.”
Her mood, and the cell we were in, lightened a little. I sat down on her bed and Talulah followed suit. I then remember that Talulah requested me to be here.
“What's the reason why you wanted me here, Talulah?”
“Well, it's a long story, and I doubt you'll believe it, but I have this voice in my head, and it's swayed me once before. I let it get the better of me, and then cause the Chernobog incident.”
“So when do I come in?”
“I've heard you have a massive libido, which I can feel even right now. What I need you to do is *fuck* me. Fuck the ever-living crap out of me!”
Talulah sounded desperate, but I don't think it was due to her exactly wanting me. She was desperate to purge herself of whatever this thing was inside of her, similarly to how I want this infection purged from me.
“And you're certain this will get rid of the voice?”
“Yes. You see, this voice once belonged to an incel named Kashchey. He was chronically online, so he used me to execute his targets to gain more political power. One day, I had enough, and thrust my long, hard sword into him, not relenting, as he bled everywhere. Eventually, he died, and I ran.”
“You have… quite the rough life.”
“I asked for it. My rash decisions led me down this path, and…”
Talulah sighs, her hands returning to her dress.
“Whatever. Let's just fuck and get this over with.”
Normally, I would jump right to it, but I decided I should know a bit more about this woman. I look over at her notebook.
“No, let's not do it quite yet. I want to know more about you.”
“What do you mean? I've told you all you need to know.”
Instead of disappointed, she sounded more confused and surprised, in the sort of self-deprecating way. I pick up her notebook.
“What's in here? May I open it?”
Talulah went to open her mouth, but stopped, as a thought caught up to her first. She thought for a moment before responding.
“I'll tell you what's inside, then after we do it, I'll let you see what's inside.”
I nod my head in understanding.
“Years ago, before Reunion even existed, I met someone. An elafia. She was kind, compassionate, a teacher of the children, and cute. I loved her so much, but after we started Reunion, I feared that, if I confessed my love for her and either one of us died, the pain would be unbearable-”
At this point, Talulah starts to tear up, her voice starting to crack. I interrupted her.
“Lula, stop. You can skip to the main part. I don't want to see you hurting like this.”
Talulah stares at me for a moment, in bewilderment, as if she's seen a ghost, then taking a moment to wipe her eyes with her sleeve and take a deep breath to calm herself.
“Well, one day, when I was in this cell, I had a dream. It was vivid. In it, I was able to have sex with that elafia. That same day, I requested a notebook, focusing on that dream, every detail of it, and wrote it down. My experience with that girl is in the notebook.”
I look at the notebook and raise an eyebrow, returning my gaze back to Talulah afterwards.
“So, if this is a written account of a sexual experience… would it be a review of the action of intercourse, or, in other words, a sex review?”
“Yes. I guess it would b-”
Before Talulah could finish her sentence, I dropped the notebook and pounced onto her, locking my lips with hers. She was initially shocked, but eased herself into it. I felt the air around me getting warmer and Talulah's hands working their way down my suit, swiftly undoing each and every button. I try to do the same, reaching behind her to attempt to see if there is a way to take off her dress easily. Knowing what I wanted to do, Talulah pulled her mouth away from mine, breathing somewhat heavily, and fiddled behind her back, and eventually her dress came loose, falling to her waist. She stood up to let it come completely off, her figure revealing itself as I watched.
Talulah's body is exquisite. Her legs are long and lithe, with a couple battle scars and sparse Originium crystallization along her upper thigh, reaching up to her midriff. Her abs were visible, albeit barely, on her naturally skinny body. And I'd say that she was more attractive with her underwear on, her bra tight against her chest, accentuating her sizable breasts.
Talulah leaned down onto me, a sly grin across her face as she straddled me. I felt her tail pull my pants down, my cock aiming upwards. Moments later, I was laid out, Talulah on top of me, her left hand on my shoulder, right one on my hip, and her tail wrapped around my thigh, with my front tail firmly inside of her womanhood. As she bobbed up and down, I couldn't help but feel that the room was getting warmer and warmer. I normally don't sweat often, and I felt drenched.
“I thought you wanted *me* to fuck you.”
I tease, my hands resting on the small of the draco's back. I was visibly heaving, watching as Talulah took the driver's seat. Talulah replies.
“I'll have my turn, Oaker. Then you'll have your fun.”
Even then, I was still enjoying myself. I reached up to Talulah's chest, fiddling with her bra until it came off, and her breasts were just as immaculate as the rest of her. They were perfect mounds, resting against her chest, elegant and with a sheen of sweat accentuating their roundness, her nipples the cherry on top.
Talulah starts to ride me faster, and I can feel her overwhelming intensity. Her grip tightened, and I felt her nails dig into me. She was about to come. I decided to help, reaching up to grab her breasts, squeezing them roughly, tweaking her nipples in the process. This made her moan out, then slam down onto me, now in the process of climax. I help her ride it out, and the room becomes unbearably hot. I feel sticky, but that doesn't stop me.
After Talulah rides out her orgasm, I surprise her by pushing her over, repositioning myself so I'm comfortable. The draco smiles and nods, a silent confirmation for me to fulfill my part. I grab hold of her breasts once again, sliding my member in and out of her quite quickly. Talulah's eyes clench closed, her hands and tail wrapping around my waist, letting out soft breaths and moans of ecstasy.
“*Yes… yes, yes, yes, please!*”
Talulah repeated that mantra as I felt her finish again, but I wasn't done. She told me to break her, and I aimed to do just that. It would be a contest to see whose pelvis broke first. I keep ramming into her, her breasts bouncing up and down in rapid, violent succession, making meaty plaps against her chest each trip back and forth. Talulah moaned wildly, indulging in this animalistic mating.
“Dammit, Oaker!” Talulah practically howled to the heavens. “I've never felt this good ever before! Don't let it end!”
I did my best to keep her in this blissful ecstasy, but with all of this exertion, I eventually did come, though it was probably the biggest load I've ever had before. Talulah came at the same time, but she didn't respond. She was heaving, but it was clear I did a toll on her.
I pull out and put my clothes back on, placing Talulah's dress over her. She seemed to be out like a light. The tyrant of Reunion, tamed by extremely intense sex.
I felt numb in nearly my entire lower body. I could barely move my legs without exerting some effort. However, when I looked down, it was a lot worse than I thought.
My dick was burnt. Not exactly 3rd degree burns or anything, but it would need medical treatment. I look away and try to ignore it so the pain doesn't arrive early and so I can enjoy the numbness.
I look over at her notebook, which, due to our wrestling, was now on the floor, open. I decided to help myself and read about Talulah's dream.
END OF PART 1
(This is a two-parter special! I will be dropping the 2nd part later today. In the meantime, enjoy the other sex reviews!)
Credit:
https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/6158874?q=talulah_%28arknights%29
| r/0sanitymemes | post | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
Wth is 'chronically online' supposed to mean 💀 | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
\*Kaschey | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
Sir, I think you drop this
https://preview.redd.it/zkfd7cnjrtid1.png?width=1549&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=e132c982a2ce26cf1553205d0c80568edb853f7a | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
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How do you keep coming up with banger after banger 😭 | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
This is the best one so far
https://preview.redd.it/jy2hlwjaduid1.png?width=420&format=png&auto=webp&s=160e1515eae0bffcbd0cd7a0b7d461b6d5e1d743 | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
No comment
Just peak fiction | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
I think he means us
I think we *are* Kashchey | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
Nah. It's an inside joke between a friend of mine that Kashchey is an incel with a fragile ego. | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
Link to part 2:
https://www.reddit.com/r/0sanitymemes/s/E3xgOplpl0 | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
sir this a wendys not a burger king | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
So that's why you've been making this MMD Talulah model... | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
*I can't neither confirm nor deny the statement* | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
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More direct link to art source:
https://x.com/REMSRAR/status/1638042311929245701 | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
>overwhelming intensity
https://preview.redd.it/pb6zgrt4efjd1.png?width=640&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=a0b96008f84956de122fcf7bfc4420467f1abf49 | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-18-08 |
When I first saw Rita Skamandros, atop the impregnable walls of Londinium, with the fire in her eyes that Misery had gambled on, I knew I had to get to know her if we survived Manfred and disabled the Londinium Secondary Defense Artillery.
We did; as soon as she recovered from her injuries, I invited her to be my assistant, and she accepted, eager to help with anything I needed. While she proved efficient, reliable, and tireless, I most valued the long walks we took on the landship's roof to clear our heads. I always felt more steady and peaceful around Horn, thanks to her calm confidence and smooth conversation, and across many such walks that became daily occurrences, we became good friends, bonding over shared ideals, book discussions, dreams of the future, processing trauma, and countless other topics; whatever came up, we would engage with to our fullest.
Horn was quick to place her trust in me, because our first impression of each other was of our parties' fighting spirit and skill. But more than that, she was always surrounded by her subordinates, the prisoners-of-war she liberated and inspired, and had no-one but her journal to confide in. I was uniquely poised for Horn to open up to me, and so she did. Some of those conversations lasted deep into the night, and I always strove to be there for her, to listen with an open heart to her grief and troubles, such feelings that would one day shatter her if she kept bottling them up.
Sometimes, by the end, Horn had a visible weight lifted from her, which made it worth all the times Kal'tsit docked my pay for falling asleep during meetings due to staying up too late.
I think the moment I fell in love with her was when it struck me what a miracle it is for someone who's been through hell, having seen her platoonmates tortured to death in front of her, to remain in-touch with their emotions and empathy. My admiration for her strength blossomed into a new dimension, and during a tranquil lull in conversation one evening while we sat watching a vibrant sunset, my feelings poured forth and I confessed and named every single thing I loved about her, her tenacity, her self-awareness, her smile, her confidence, her fluffy tail and the way it sometimes wagged when she greeted me, her strength and gentleness, her fierce protectiveness…
After the longest second of silence of my life, Rita's eyes gleamed with a *hunger* that told me before her words did that she'd felt the same about me, and then her lips approached mine, stopped an inch short where I could feel her warm breath, a quiet ask that I affirmed, pulling her into a kiss, running my fingers through her hair, along her scalp, across the nape of her neck—and she did the same, quickly discovering how sensitive my hair is.
After we pulled away to catch our breath, Rita proposed we moved this to the showers and then to bed; I couldn't have agreed more. I asked her to carry me; she "Yes, ma'am"d me, and with resistless grace I was in her arms, one supporting my upper back, one my bent knees—a princess carry. I knew she was strong—I could barely lift her equipment, which she could carry all day and still wield with precision and agility—but to *feel* it, to be swept off my feet so effortlessly yet delicately, enriched my admiration once more.
Off to the showers we went. Along the way we passed Blaze, fresh out of a post-workout shower, who cheered us on, making me giggle and Horn give a cordial, smug "Thank you". We claimed a private stall and practically tore each other's clothes off. I marveled at Horn's body, how she seemed so solid yet soft, mentally tracing every bit of muscle definition, every battlescar, and she had to snap me out of it by suggesting we get each other clean, the reason we'd come here. But I got her staring at my figure too, which made me giddy. Rhodes Island's showers have detachable showerheads that fit canisters of all-purpose shampoo + body wash (like you see in pet salons) to accommodate operators with more fur, and with that, we explored each other's bodies while scrubbing each other down.
I sat right behind her, my breasts pressing into her back, my hands lathering the body wash into her skin while probing for weak spots to tease, never lingering on one spot but noting every time her body quivered or shuddered under my touch. I would teasingly ask if she liked it when I touched her in various places, coaxing admissions from her along with gasps and heavy breaths—and she *fully* returned the favor when it was her turn, turning me to squeaky-clean putty, always mindful of her strength, never too rough. When finished, Horn mused that that was her longest shower since joining the military.
We toweled each other dry, slipped into casual clothes, I snatched a few towels (a surprise tool that will help us later), and we walked hand-in-hand back to my dorm. Horn set a brisk pace, her cheeks flushing with pent-up anticipation. Good: I'd gotten her all needy.
I asked her when she knew she wanted to kiss other girls, and she said she'd known since she was young, it was the only reason she read the fashion catalogues her family kept gifting her, that she'd cut and keep pages with her favorite models. In fact, her ex-dormmate Rosalie had sent me a photo of her where she had one such catalog alongside a well-read tome of military history. At the academy, Rita was too focused on her grades for anything else, earning top ranks across the board, and in the military, she'd been surrounded by coworkers between whom romance was strictly forbidden, so… I was her first. Neither of us were experienced, but we had the passion and communication skills to make up for it, acting on pure instinct tempered by observation and communication.
The moment we entered my dorm and I closed the door, a fire I'd never known ignited in me: I stared at the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen, and with an assertiveness no-one would expect from the Doctor outside of the battlefield, told her I want to *topple* her. You already know her reply: "By what?" But this time, said with a receptive teasing, no hard edge. By no means could I overpower her, but I'd learned her weak spots from the shower, and she let me have the initiative, so it was with overwhelming affection that I toppled her, indulging her desires and mine at once, using my mouth and hands on a systematic worship of every sensitive part of her body that neglected and denied nothing, finding something to compliment about every part I explored.
By the time I finally slid a finger into her, she was so wet it went in without resistance, then another, and I used her body's honest reactions to teach me how best to bring her over the edge. Her words, too: I asked her to verbalize what she wanted from me, and it made my heart skip whenever she cracked, flustered, and begged or whimpered. I pinned her down, straddled her, and teased her about her position, leaning down to smooch her all over the face and neck and breasts before inching forward and asking if she'd like a taste. A simple "I'd love that, Doctor" was all I needed to sit on her face, grinding against her as her tongue probed me, grabbing a fistful of her hair with one hand and stroking her ears with the other. At one point she grabbed my waist, pulled me up slightly, took a deep inhale, and her look of intoxicated bliss, perhaps the first time she'd been able to truly let her guard down in years, sent me over the edge in the first of many climaxes. She dutifully lapped up my fluids with a muffled "I love you" that I reciprocated, reaching behind and bringing her over the edge; her body hardly needed the encouragement for the dam to burst.
From dusk 'till dawn, we went at it. We exchanged dozens of "I love you"s, tried every conceivable position—some only possible thanks to her incredible fitness—, went through over a gallon of water to stay hydrated, and finally collapsed in an afterglow of joyful intimacy, our sweaty exhausted bodies pressed against each other, simply enjoying each other's presence, murmuring affection while gently playing with each other, her stroking my hair and me her back and tail, breathing, smiling, loving. The towels I laid beneath us were soaked, but spared the bedsheets.
Throughout it we had a flexible, malleable power dynamic where we were both comfortable taking turns on top and on bottom, with no judgment for any request made or boundary set. Horn makes me want to top her in a way few women have, and that she *enjoys* letting me is an endless source of delight, something I didn't dare expect at first but seeing her softness and selflessness gave me the hope to gamble on it. With Horn it just feels right.
Horn is fairly vanilla but open-minded, and we explored no shortage of options for mutual satisfaction. Whatever she does, she gives it her all, and she quickly and steadily gets better at it. We may be clumsy from inexperience, but she always takes sex seriously and goes above and beyond to make each session a memorable experience. We cherish the time we spend together, especially when either of us could die before we get another chance to see each other, so we generally make sure an "I love you" is the last thing we say to each other before leaving each other's side. Her passion and attentiveness make even simple and basic acts fulfilling. It's cathartic to be able to express sides of ourselves we don't get to elsewhere, with someone we trust and love. I've even warmed Horn up to occasional petplay, after her adorable smile in her efflorescent dress made me see a puppygirl waiting to break free, a lovable gap moe. Such simple expectations and low pressure are a reprieve from her profession needing her to be in control at all times with high-stakes responsibilities.
While she maintains her professionalism on-shift, she allows small displays of affection like smooches here and there, and most operators close to us know we're a couple, something we're never shy to admit, being so proud and grateful of each other. Some have even asked when we're going to tie the knot, a phrase that has a double meaning for a Lupo (I know I used "impregnable" in the first line to set the tone, but as much as I want Horn to knot me and breed me, that seemed a bit much for a first-time set before Victoria achieves peace).
Whatever the case, we have to survive the war before we can think about a future, but with Horn by my side, in all areas of life, for the first time I feel hopeful for a bright future for us all.
Review? 10/10, and I don't give 10s frivolously.
(I have low skill at writing, so this is more like a rough-draft summary than the proper scenes that this could be fleshed out into; for some reason, my brain generally isn't able to produce authentic dialogue unless it's for my own characters. I've never written smut before but I wanted to express my affection for Horn, who's been my assistant and favorite operator ever since I read her 200 trust file last January. That is the most heart-melting file in the game for me and it's a beautiful premise for forming a close connection: who will support the supporter? Me, I will.) | r/0sanitymemes | post | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
horn is my wife actually | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
>I asked her when she knew she wanted to kiss other girls
wait this was sesbian lex all along ? | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
Sharing is caring bro 🙏 | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
I need her so bad man you don't understand | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
As someone who has her, i understand
I‘ll share on the weeke- | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
LET THE WAIFU CLAIMING GAMES BEGIN
WAR TO THE DEATH
DEATH
^(shit I'll have to fight the mods) | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
The first time has been quite interesting with the new sex review posts. Started with Bex Srutal eventually to smut fanfic stuff into like a literature piece that enough words could rival the possibility comparison like a Bible.
Man, when mods make it into a day, the stuff here becomes real. Can't tell if is dedication, mental issues or simply too much time
(Exusiai stare) | r/0sanitymemes | post | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
> Can't tell if is dedication, mental issues or simply too much time
Can't speak for everyone here, but in my case It's all three | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
I’m surprised they didn’t add a flare for these yet. | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
Mental issues.
And rock music? | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
Probably the rock music too | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
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The first time I posted it, I showed my illiteracy and completely screwed up the upload. If you guys saw no text the first time, I sincerely apologise.
The Uncle is one of my favourite characters, he is also an essential character in Kawalerielki.
As always, if anyone wants to see anyone, I shall write and post. I do these on the fly usually and do no editing, so they may appear very alcohol-fueled and rough, but if someone wants to see elsewise I shall take more care.
Honestly next week I might break my streak, a lot of things are happening irl- I'd like to just read as well.
Thank you to anyone who read it and maybe will say something underneath, I really, really appreciate it.
https://preview.redd.it/36ufab7totid1.png?width=545&format=png&auto=webp&s=c7a47b226a38dc2dc9a02ed27768cbd47eae0b97
As always, brave the darkness, full speed ahead. | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
I didn't think I'd find another writer to aspire to in 0sanity, but here we are.
You're an amazing writer, but I'm sure you already knew that. I'm just... outta words to describe what I just read. It's good. | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
> (**NOT** SEX) review: Uncle
Guess I know what I gotta do then | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
Do it for us! | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
Well let's just say I was kinda happy to having done a good job with my training tonight and now I'm sitting on 2000 words for the intro alone.
Oh well.
I'm doing it for all 0.1% ladies out there | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
You cooked lad | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
I'm really glad that you liked it, the prose is intentionally a bit different from the rest of the great writers here because English is my second language, and I intentionally loaned some foreign motifs or elements into the text. It often strikes me that the inadept aspects of this text can sometimes blend in with the parts of intentionally 'new' ideas, over time I've managed to make the mixture work.
I still write in an overwhelmingly 'western' form even in my mother language though, it sometimes gets a bit jarring on the other side so then I have to read a bit of literature to relocate the writing.
I actually almost never publish my writing, even though it's something that I spend an unhealthy amount of time on- So thank you so much for saying it all! I deeply value it.
And on a side note, if you want to write better than me, which I believe is quite simple, just find an author that produces good prose, and read. I was greatly inspired by Tolkien's works when I was young, the desire for eucatastrophes and legend-like stories resulted in my Nearl fanaticism. His works helped me greatly in gaining a more fundamental understanding of English. Of course, you might be into something different, but reading gold is definitely more beneficial to second-hand absorptions. Find that person to study.
Lastly, please, never try method writing. As much as I tend to do it, I see its roots not in my intention, but in the circumstances that I often face. Please take care of yourself well when you write.
AAAAND I'm sure one day the bunch of lurkers in this sub would pop out and have a go at this, by that point you would be able to see real, polished prose compared to whatever I pull out. Trust me, I am far from adept.
https://preview.redd.it/0qhwa7k1pzid1.jpeg?width=622&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=6709779b8be48ec50ef46cbd0bbc8597d489519e | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
I dunno what meme led to sincere fanfic being posted in the shitpost sub but I'm glad it happened because this is great | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
Imagine this: the door closes, and suddenly the air thickens, charged with an electricity that crackles with raw, untamed desire. Kroos stands there, calm and collected, with that dangerously playful smile that hints at the mind-shattering ecstasy she’s about to unleash. Her presence alone is intoxicating, a heady mix of cool confidence and simmering heat that has you trembling with anticipation.
Kroos doesn’t just seduce; she dominates your senses. Her approach is slow, almost torturous, each touch, each brush of her lips a carefully calculated strike designed to ignite a firestorm of lust within you. She moves like a predator, all grace and control, taking her time to explore every inch of your body with a precision that leaves you breathless and aching for more. Every whisper, every teasing graze of her fingers sends you spiraling deeper into a vortex of pleasure that you can’t escape—and you don’t want to.
As the night unfolds, she dials up the intensity, each wave of sensation hitting you harder, faster, until you’re drowning in a sea of bliss so overwhelming it borders on ecstasy. Kroos doesn’t just aim to please; she’s here to ruin you for anyone else. She knows exactly how to push your buttons, playing you like a finely-tuned instrument, her every move calculated to extract the maximum amount of pleasure possible. It’s an all-out assault on your senses, a relentless barrage of ecstasy that shatters any semblance of control you thought you had.
And just when you think you’ve reached your limit, she takes you even higher. The final moments are a blur, a whirlwind of sensations so intense, so explosive, that they leave you completely undone. You’re left gasping, your body quivering, utterly consumed by the sheer power of the experience. Kroos isn’t just in your head; she’s under your skin, burned into your soul.
But even in the aftermath, as you lie there in a haze of bliss, she isn’t done with you. With that trademark grin and a look that says she knows exactly what she’s done to you, Kroos leaves you in a state of euphoric exhaustion, knowing full well you’ll be haunted by the memory of her touch, her taste, her everything. She’s a storm that you can’t weather—a force of nature that leaves you craving more, needing more, until the mere thought of her drives you wild.
Rating: 500/10
Bunny Kroos Source: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/119725769
With that, the characters I care about the most have been used up, and now I must go. | r/0sanitymemes | post | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 | |
GYAT
DAYUM | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
Mr. Nothing typed this. | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
# I need to see more of these kinds of reviews please. | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
I need pallas one before you go | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
Mr.Drip | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
Ngl this is kinda peak | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
Why can't I fuck Kroos | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
I NEED A MOSTIMA SEX REVIEW DONT LEAVE ME | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
Final sex review
Are you implying this is the last ever or the last consensual one | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
My last one | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
Someone already did that | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
Awww, no rape review
Kal'sit punishes me for calling her flat so she flatten my dick | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
Someone DID?
Edit: found it. It’s so peak | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
(*IMPORTANT: This review is structured as a parody of a Best of Redditor Updates post and an AITA post*)
I AM NOT THE ORIGINAL POSTER. Original post by by p/Throwaway-pink-hunter
#**AITBB for yelling at my GF that her boobs can't substitute for good sex?**
Yo, I'm posting from a throwaway because some of my colleagues are on Territ. Also I'm a chick. Aegerian Squid girl. This will be important for later.
So, I met "Houjuu" at college (university for our Ursus friend) a few years ago. We didn't end up together back then, even though her looks did all kinds of things to me... And everyone else with goated tastes. Later on, following a life changing event, she suggested I drop a resumé at her place of work. This both saved my life and improved my QoL significantly, so I owe her quite a bit lol.
A bit later, after learning to know each other a bit, we started dating.
Honestly, our love life is quite good. She's smart, coquettish, smug, and very fun to be around. I love her in every way... Except one.
See, Houjuu has no rizz in the bedroom. **None**. Gurl is basically a squishy pillow. She doesn't care much about anything. She will hug me, kiss me, lick me, but more often than not, the sexy bitch will just lean down and "backseat game" me fucking her. She will most likely just grip the sheets and moan her ass off. **That's. It.**.
And I honestly get why. That's what she's used to. See, my girl's tits are **huge**. Like massive huge. Yes, they are natural. And I fucking love these things. I love to kiss them, knead them, suck on them, fucking hell I once had a nightmare where I opened a photo album and there was a photo of her at the beach with just D cups. Shit was so nasty it fucking jumpscared me awake. She's ofc aware of her boobs's rizz and how attractive they can be, and while she prefers wearing loose fitting clothes at work to hide them, she definitely doesn't when she's off the clock.
Thanks to these, Houjuu got around. She tried it all. Tall. Short. Thin. Fat. Twink. Nerd. Gym Zalak. Small peepees. Big Schlongs. flatter than a Kazimierzian colleague of ours, big milkies, felines, sarkaz, oni, you fucking name it. If a body type existed in her campus, she casually rode that at some point. And ofc, they always focused on her tatas. That's what she's used to, that's what she expects.
Sex **always** comes back to her boobs.
Thing is... I want more. Way more. I always asked her during sex to caress me in turn, kiss me, maybe be on top for a change, and it's often a genuine "of course sweetie!" followed by maybe eating me out or fingering me, then it's back to her playing couch potato simulator. I don't even remember if I've even seen her back once while we were having sex. That's how passive she is. And I legit don't know how to get her to understand it.
On my end, I'm busting my ass off. I do all the touches. I read all the magazines recommendations. I got her a magic wand. The whole shebang. **I tryhard this shit like I'm playing ranked.**
Which brings me to why I'm posting. Remember. I'm a squid girl. That means I have tentacles. I do have some control over them and I could use them for sex. One day, after we had an other steamy night where I had to carry the performance (quite literally), I decided to prod her slowly into getting my point. Basically, I was suggesting that maybe we could improve our sex life, and she said something like "I agree. After all, I'd love to feel these inside me and yet you never used them." This confused the fuck out of me, and bitch goes into a whole tirade about how she never tried tentacle sex.
Y'all, I instantly saw red. I started screaming that sex is always about her, never me, and the bitch had the audacity to ask what she did wrong and say that she does touch me when I ask her mid fuck. I yelled crap like "THIS IS NOT ENOUGH!!" dressed up, and left, while she was trying to calm me down. I've been leaving her on "read" and dodging her IRL since, coiled up in my room surrounded by empty bags of chips and soda bottles, farming for an Skymerald. (FU Desire Sensor)
I saw her today at the gym by accident. She just told me "Sorry, I'm ready to talk if you are." from afar and left me alone. She looked super down too. And now I feel like a cunt. So, here I am, wondering if I Am The BurdenBitch.
(Almost forgot: we're both in our late twenties.)
Edit:
1. To all the horny assholes that keep asking me to send my girl's nudes in comments and PMs, first, y'all are disgusting and second, why are you looking for a second mommy to disappoint?
2. No, I don't believe she's fetishizing me. One, we're from the same country and two, did none of you bitches ever use your tails for sex?
3. No, it would basically be impossible for her to cheat on me. Our landship is small and everyone knows each other, y'all.
4. Sorry for the weirdness of the post, I did it when I wasn't in a good zone mental wise. That's where the dream and reveal of her past come from.
5. If I was only with her because of her boobs I wouldn't have done this post to begin with. Buzz off.
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Relevant comments:
p/Floatingfloof: Why did you give us the rundown on her previous sex life? Do you resent her for it?
p/Throwaway-pink-hunter: No, not at all. Still... I do fear that I don't measure up to many of her old flings, and that's why she isn't trying. That's probs why I felt it necessary to add at the time.
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p/Horns_Of_Light:I noticed something off in your post, and I wanted to check. Did you NEVER try to discuss your sex life outside of WHEN you're having sex?
p/Throwaway-pink-hunter : I don't remember, no. It was always during fucking.
p/PheonixAblaze: You sure she ain't a Sankta? Cuz that sounds like something that might happen with them. She might stupidly assume that your sex life is satisfying to you both. After all, you're asking her to do sexual things to you MID SEX. So she might have thought it's a one time thing?
***This leads to multiple comment chains by multiple other territors which made people realize that both the OP and her GF are amateurishly bad at communication. OP gets roasted heavily for it. I would break Territ's character limit if I added them, so feel free to check the Original Post.***
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**UPDATE (Three months later)**
Hello. It's that squid girl with the big boobs GF you roasted into a takoyaki last time.
Thanks for the answers guys gals and gamers, they were (mostly) really enlightening. I'm just here to give the final update, probably.
So, remember that the day we last met was at a gym? What I didn't know is that there were two people around, out of view: one of the higher ups (a doctor) and their minoan gym coach.
The day after, seeing how sad I was, they asked if I was okay. I did something stupid and poured my heart out. Turns out they were much, much more goated than I expected.
Three days later, a small, adorable, unassuming Zalak I saw around the workplace messaged me.. She's one of the ship therapists, you see, and she booked me for a free therapy session. I accepted. I told her everything and even showed her the old post. I learned later that my girl got the same deal.
A bit later, that doctor offered me and my GF free couple's therapy sessions. At the company's expense, and our earliest convenience. I love this place y'all. Me and her quickly decided on a date, and we were booked with the Zalak girl again.
Territ, I did NOT expect the therapist to be like that. Girl brought us down multiple pegs in a professional AF way, and forced us to reevaluate. Told us to talk directly for once instead of just hanging out, kissing, and fucking. It was wild. Girl brought the fucking receipts when she needed to and profesionnally called both of us on our bullshit. Seriously, are all Zalaks that feisty?
We both worked out thanks to her that we sucked at being a couple, got a needed vibe check, and decided to try again. **Everything improved, slowly but surely.** The fact we are finally taking decisions as a couple and not just steamrolling each other is wild. We're both debating shit and compromising. I'm shocked that she was even smarter than I expected. We're not done learning stuff about us yet. And I love it.
Also yes, the sex is much, much better. She's way more vocal now. She's super active. We can't keep our hands off each other. Her tail and my tentacles went places. And yes, I finally did see her back. It's buff, toned, and beautiful. Also I'm buying her better panties cuz girl your booty is too delicious not to show me.
Also my god. Bitch's freaky. I need ressources on safe pain play ASAP.
So all and all, GG y'all! I owe you one!
BTW, to the pervs still asking me for pics of my GF's boobs, I'll ask your moms about it when I'm done riding them.
| r/0sanitymemes | post | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
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Please reply if you think this is done in error. | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
The cold Ursus winds howl through the silent Reunion settlement. They were in the midst of a snow storm, so all of the villagers were ordered inside, including the proud Draco, Talulah, and the soft spoken Elafia, Alina.
“Are you sure we should keep everyone inside?” Talulah spoke, her spiked tail swaying from side to side as her bare hand rests against the window of her and Alina's small wooden shack.
Alina, in her puffy, satin robe, stepped out of the kitchen, her thin, sleek antlers reflecting some of the candlelight, proving her antlers have a luster.
“Yes, Talulah. I wish I could go and trade for supplies, but I fear it’s too dangerous to stay outside for that long. We just have to wait it out, Talulah.”
The Draco turns to face Alina, her tense face calming at the sight of the girl. She couldn't explain the feeling she had with Alina. She considered her as one of her close friends, along with FrostNova, Mephisto, Faust, and, to an extent, Patriot. However, there was that feeling of belonging that always overcame her when she looked at Alina. The feeling that everything would be fine in the long run. That Reunion would succeed in their mission.
“Is there something wrong, Lula?” Alina breaks the Draco's trance, letting out a cute chuckle. “You're staring at me.”
“I… sorry. I got lost in my thoughts.” Talulah admitted, her cheeks heating up for a moment. “But can't I use my Arts to melt the snow?”
“With how hard it's coming down, I'm afraid you'd burn the village down before you melt the snow. Besides, I don't want you to overuse your Arts. We can just wait for the blizzard to pass.”
“I'm-” Talulah pauses herself. She reminds herself that it's not worth it to complain with her, especially since Alina cares so much for her well-being. “Nevermind. We just have to hope that an Ursus patrol doesn't catch us while our pants are down.”
Alina smiles and nods in agreement, her cheeks flushing red as she returns to the kitchen, the occasional sound of a knife thumping against the cutting board and the rush of wind outside as the ambience.
Talulah paced around the small shack, eventually finding herself in the two's room, sat at her desk, jotting her thoughts into her journal, in the hopes that she could tell Hui-chieh all about her journey with Reunion, when she hears a knock at the bedroom door.
“Come in, Alina.” Talulah closes the inkwell and places her quill on a napkin at the side of her desk, turning to face the door as the knob turns and opens. Alina pushes the door open with her shoulder, entering with two plates of steamed carrots with various seasonings and placing one at Talulah's desk, her radiant smile ever-present.
“I felt like treating us a bit. It's not the rations we were given before the blizzard came, so I apologize for cutting into supplies.”
“You're fine, Alina. I felt a little stressed anyways.” Talulah took the fork on the plate and prodded at the carrots a little, resting her head against her other fist, her cheek pushed against her lips. Alina's smile slightly waned as she sat on the bed, looking at Talulah with a concerned look.
“What's on your mind, Lula?” Talulah heard Alina's motherly tone. Her voice held all the care and concern in the world. Talulah trusted her with anything, and she felt that Alina would trust Talulah with anything, too.
“I'm just… uncertain. About the future.” Talulah drops her fork on her plate and goes to sit with Alina, who is chewing on one of the carrots. Alina spoke again, her voice soft and calming, as it always is.
“What exactly are you uncertain about?” Alina reaches over to put her plate on the endtable of the bed, paying attention to Talulah the entire time as she rests her hand on the Draco's shoulder.
“The future of Reunion. I'm confident we can liberate the Infected in Ursus, but we constantly have to worry about Ursus patrols, and if the army gets involved, we're screwed.” Talulah's breath was becoming shaky. If it weren't for Alina's hand rubbing her back, Talulah would've likely started to cry.
“We'll be fine, Lula. We have the Yeti Squadron, the Guerillas, FrostNova, Patriot, and even you. We can protect ourselves. It's natural to be stuck in your head while being stuck in here.”
Talulah suddenly grabs Alina by her shoulders and pulls her close to her face. Talulah's voice was a hushed, pained whisper as she fought her tears, looking into the Elafia's eyes.
“But what about you, Lina? If you died, who would teach the children? Wh-who would wake me up every morning and motivate me to continue? What abo-”
Alina places her finger to Talulah's mouth. Talulah didn't realize it, but her grip on Alina's shoulders was very tight. Talulah also felt her tears moistening her cheek. Alina took her finger off Talulah's lips and spoke in a tender whisper.
“Everything will be fine, dear.” Alina spoke, wrapping her hands around Talulah in a hug. She knew how Talulah felt about her, and she wanted to reciprocate her feelings. This might have been a bad time to confess, but Alina took the gamble to see if Talulah would feel better.
Talulah returns the favor, hugging her back.
“I don't know what kind of Arts you're using to seduce me, but I'm all for it.”
Alina chuckles in response. Hearing that laugh of hers was always rewarding to Talulah.
“I'm not using any Arts, Lula. But should I take that as a confession?”
Talulah nibbles right underneath Alina’s ear, sending a shiver down her spine. The Draco then whispers right into the girl's ear, her desire present.
“That's my confession.”
The Elafia's chest starts to heave, her heart pumping from the tension as she stammers out a response.
“M-more. Please.”
Talulah continues down from beneath her earlobe to her neck, slowly kissing and licking, her hot breath brushing against the Elafia's pale skin as her hands rise up to her shoulders again. Talulah brings Alina down onto the bed, straddling her by the waist, the Draco's busty figure looming over the breathless Elafia.
Alina put her hands on Talulah's hips, looking up at her.
“Please… I'm all yours.”
“I'll go slow, babe.”
They both smile at the nickname as Talulah slowly unbuttons her suit, shrugging it off and sliding it off to the floor, revealing her chiseled figure, a black lace bra holding back her sizable chest and sparse Originium crystals along her toned midriff. Alina couldn't help but drool, staring at her now-lover's body without shame. Talulah then undid her belt and slid her shorts down, revealing her black lace panties to her.
Talulah worked her hands down to the sash at Alina's abdomen, a lustful smirk across her face as she untied the knot and pulled it off of her, dropping it to the side as Alina felt her entire dress loosen. Her chest moved up and down quickly, feeling her own desire for Talulah. She was in heat, enamored by Talulah's slow and sensual movements as she lifted her puffy dress off of her, leaving her in only her white undergarments.
“Lula…” the Elafia said before Talulah leaned her body down, their breasts pressed against each other. Talulah pins Alina's hands down to the mattress, their faces inches away from each other, until they lock lips, both of their eyes closed in a passionate embrace. The Draco sucks on Alina's lower lip, grinding against her thigh in the process as the Elafia puts her hands into her lover's silver hair, careful not to touch her horns as she pulls her in closer.
Alina was the first to start exploring Talulah's mouth, running it against her fangs, the same ones that were just nibbling her moments ago. She felt a shiver run down her spine, a small part of her wanting her to sink her teeth into her, to prove that she was all hers. She arches her back, pushing her chest into the Draco's, melting into her touch.
Talulah pulls her mouth away, taking in a breath and looking at Alina, who was clearly in heat.
“Please… more.” She raises her hips up against Talulah's thigh in an attempt to get her message across. She had a drunken smile, her eyes half-closed and staring into Talulah's.
“I didn't think you were so horny.” Talulah smirks. It seemed like she got the message, bringing one of her hands down in between her legs, underneath her panties, realizing they were already wet. She finds her lower lips and opens them up with her hand, entering with her two fingers and rubbing her clitoris, which immediately gets a reaction out of the Elafia, bucking her feet as she yelps out a moan, suppressing it with her hand as Talulah's other hand presses against her stomach.
Alina feels an incomprehensible amount of pleasure, and it takes all she has not to wake the entire village with her moans, feeling Talulah's fingers rub against such a sensitive spot. Alina arches her back, using her other hand to pull the knot for her bra undone. Talulah sees this and does the same, using her left hand to undo her bra as well, falling down as her breasts are laid bare for Alina to see, then leaning down to her chest, lifting the bra off and placing her mouth over her nipple, Talulah's breasts resting against her stomach as the Draco sucked on her nipple, bobbing up and down and licking it, drowning Alina in pleasure she wished could never end.
She couldn't hold it in any more. With all this stimulation, she quickly came, a surge of her fluids caking Talulah's hand as she lifts her mouth off Alina's breast and pulls her hand away from her clit. Talulah still had a smirk across her face, looking down at Alina, who was taking in deep breaths and looking off into space.
“Thank you… Talulah…”
“I'm not done. I have an idea.”
“Continue, please.”
The Draco climbs further up Alina's slender body, using her tail to pull Alina's underwear down her legs. She then rubs her tail against Alina's womanhood. Alina figured out exactly what Talulah is going to do.
“Wait, Lula, are you going to…”
“Yes. We don't have the luxury of a strap-on.”
“But your tail bumps-”
“Don't worry. They aren't big enough to hurt. Just pinch me if I hurt you, dear.”
Talulah cups the girl's chin, and Alina smiles, nodding in understanding. A second later, Alina's eyes widen as she lets out a loud moan, feeling the tail enter inside her. She clenches onto Talulah's back, pulling her in and kissing her to suppress her moans, feeling the tail rubbing against her walls. As she holds onto Talulah's hot body, she realizes she hasn't done much to pleasure her lover, so she grabs one of her breasts, feeling their weight as she squeezes it, feeling Talulah let out a moan inside their kiss.
Talulah pulls away from the kiss, feeling Alina's grip on her breast as her tail explores deeper into her pussy.
“Alina, you're all mine. I'll only do this to you.”
“Thank y- AHH!”
Talulah feels a pinch. Knowing that means she was a bit too aggressive, she pulls her tail out, wiping it against the sheets. Alina lets out one more moan as the tail slides out, letting go of Talulah's breast.
“I'm sorry, Alina. I went too-”
“Please bite me.”
Talulah's expression quickly turns from sorrow to shock, whilst Alina's shows embarrassment, quickly covering her face with her hands.
“Excuse me?”
“I'm sorry! I didn't…I-sorry, that was a heat-of-the-moment thought. You don't need to.”
Talulah grabs one of her hands by the wrist and directs it to her large chest, a smile returning.
“Squeeze them for me. You'll have to earn this bite.”
Talulah prepares herself by biting her lip as Alina moves her hands back to Talulah's chest, gripping and squeezing them. Immediately, Talulah buckles underneath the pleasure, curving her back forward as she grabs onto Alina's shoulders, her head leaning down and looking at Alina.
“They're so sensitive… fuck, Alina. You're so good.”
“You too, dear.”
Talulah lets herself fall onto Alina, her mouth nibbling at her collar. Talulah felt like she was going insane, like she would explode at any minute and she had to expel some of her pleasure to Alina. Hearing and feeling Alina purr at the Draco's nibbling only motivated her more as she moves to her shoulder, licking and kissing incessantly.
“I-I'm about to cum. Give me all you got, Alina, please!”
Talulah moans out Alina's name as she feels her nipples press into her breasts from Alina's thumbs, as well as the strong grip on them. She eventually came, biting into her shoulder. Alina too moaned. She was about to cum as well. After the two climax, Alina lets go of Talulah's breasts, letting her lay on top of her. Talulah looks at Alina, heaving breaths.
“Fuck… that was the best moment in my life.”
“I can say the same.”
Alina places her hand behind Talulah's head, looking into her eyes, also breathless. She felt the stinging pain of the bite on her shoulder and the blood coming from the wound, but she didn't care. She felt safe in her lover's embrace.
“Thank you. Thank you so much, Lula.”
“You too, Lina.”
Talulah awakens in her cell, within the same Rhodes Island holding cell she is accustomed to. Who she thought was Alina was nothing more than her pillow. She sits up, the pillow still in her grasp, holding it tight as if it were still Alina, tears crawling down her cheek as she curls up with it, trying her best to return to that dream, knowing she can never actually see her again to confess to her.
…
…
I feel a tap on my shoulder.
“Guess you were eager.”
I jump and nearly drop the notebook, turning to Talulah and prepping for some sort of fiery retribution, but Talulah seemed relaxed. Relieved, even. I calm down and reply.
“You're awake.”
“Yes. I am.”
“So… did your idea work? Is Kashchey gone from your head?”
Talulah nods, and I see a tear shed from her eye.
“Yes. I feel like myself again. My head is mine again!”
Her voice was shaky, like she was about to burst into tears, but was fighting them back.
“Don't fight it. Let out your emotions, Lula.”
Immediately, Talulah pulls me close as I hear her stifled sobs close to my ear. I let her cry it out. She clenches me tightly, letting her emotions flood out. Her sobs sounded gleeful, clearly crying tears of joy.
After a few minutes of crying, her sobs slowly faded away, and she pushed off of me.
“Your kindness will not be forgotten.”
I nod and return Talulah's notebook to where it was before, then stand up.
“I'd best leave now. I'm getting quite tired, and I don't think they'll allow me to bunk with you.”
Talulah chuckles a little. Admittedly, she sounded very cute when doing so, unexpected of her.
In a matter of an hour, I learned a lot about the once-leader of Reunion, and had learned of her horrific uprising, her life beforehand, and her mental struggles. I also helped, nay, saved her from one of her greatest demons.
And once I left that door, I realized that I just fucked a terrorist.
Talulah is extremely passionate, as well as considerate. I could tell that her Arts were losing control, but she managed to restrain them to a safe temperature, even as she was losing her mind. Also, it may be a bit inconsiderate since I don't have Oripathy (I do have this weird libido thing I got somewhere, which is why I say I'm infected), but the originium going up her body makes her look that much better. But even without them, she still looks and is stunning.
I was originally a bit scared and had reservations about her, but after learning about her, I don't think she is the monster she was before.
Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, the first 10/10.
Epilogue:
I got ready to sleep in my cell, having removed my clothes down to my boxers. The evening was fun, but I had to sleep for a new day.
It would've been a good sleep, had someone, or rather *something*, hadn't slithered its way into me.
“*Oh… she thinks me dead. You'll be a fine vessel for my plans.*”
Credit:
https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/7518690?q=alina_%28arknights%29
| r/0sanitymemes | post | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 | |
I feel like this should consist of 90% of Alina's description and philosophy monologue, 9% of narrator and 1% of Tal. Not canon. | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
SESBIAN LEX!!!! | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
You couldn't really let us cope huh, instead you made us snap back into reality ;-; | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
>Talulah toppling instead of Alina
You had one job | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
Sex review: Alina - I sleep
Sex review: Alina (Talulah’s Perspective) - You have caught my attention
glad to see some yuri fans in the AK community | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
It's funny. Yuri ships typically aren't my favorite, but Talina is my favorite Arknights ship, hands down. I'm certain nothing will top it. | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
well you did good regardless | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-15-08 |
Posted a yuri one today (although more of a parody) about Utage Kirara, and got more on the way. Most likely not the next two weeks though.
Still, I'd love more inspiration: Any couples you'd suggest me? | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
I would like so see some:
Mostima x Fiammeta
Silverash x Gnosis
Elysium x Thorns
Chen x Hoshima
Texas Harem would be funny
Nearl Harem can also be funny
classic Saria x Silence
and also have been seeing some Amiya x W fics in my feed lately so that would be cool
I apologize for not having any straight ships here i im just a homo enjoyer (not theres anything bad with straight ships i just dont find them much enjoyable) | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
I have stuff planned for Nearl, but it will take time. It's one I'm very passionate about, but I want to do it RIGHT. (Gave myself a 2 months time limit for it.). And Nearl harem wise, I did a solo shining piece before, but it's probably TOO lewd for the sub.
However, for the rest... I'm sorry. I doubt I can deliver. They are either characters I don't want to touch for many reasons (Gnosis, Amiya, W, and ESPECIALLY Ch'en), either characters I know I can't really write well (Mostima, Gnosis, Thorns), either characters that I can't ship anymore unless MASSIVE character developement happens (It's funny. I used to be one of Saria x Silence's biggest fans until Lone Trails happened and kinda sunk it. My kingdom for Saria to get some more character developement).
I can do a Hoshiguma x Fem character though.
And I have some VERY specific plans for Ely.
P.S: I have a male gay couple in mind you didn't mention I really wanna write for, but I need a good idea for them first. | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
you better do justice for my boy Ely he is my favorite vanguard. dont care for meta durin or big milky dragon flag waifu. Ely will always be best flagbearer and thats that | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
Well, as I headcanon him as Bi or Pan, and considering WHAT I have in mind for him, there's a 50/50 chance you'll try to kill me by the end of it. | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
hmm im a hard man to disappoint this can be interesting | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
Silverweiss? Hmm... I might do that when I get to Gnossis. I already wrote a Silverash x random dokutah a while back and not to worry, it's based to be a homosexual enjoyer | r/0sanitymemes | comment | r/0sanitymemes | 2024-16-08 |
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