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I have thoughts I will keep to myself

I am crying and so close to puke cotton candy

Just me drawing glenda

@aadbas Mi Antonie quiere amor!, ok no XD.

Pero se esta volviendo loco por conocer a su niña. 7w7r

Mira que hasta le trae una flor viva cargando un chocolate, que hombre hace eso por una mujer?! I:U

yeah here’s a bunch of cuphead and oc sketches from over the weeks that I’ll probably never finish but I slapped them all together anyways aha

I Hope I See You Again (Strade x F OC)

Rating: T

Fandom: BTD

Relationship: Strade x F OC

Other Characters: Einna (OC)

Additional Tags: Makeup, Gossip, Alcohol, Blushing, Minor Violence

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hi. im back with piper n law. just thinkung ab how much ive improved lol

like. who tf is this... not my piper thats forsure

You weren’t entertaining enough - A Character Essay

To conclude this trio of essays, I’d like to direct my attention to the last of the main three from Boyfriend To Death, Lucien Rire. This will probably be my longest of the essays, so please be patient with me, I simply have a lot to say about him.

(Also, spoilers for Boyfriend To Death 2, mainly relating to Strade. I figure most people know by now, but it’s still good to point it out)

Something I’ve noticed over the years, not to the fault of the audience, is that Rire seems to fall more towards the background in the sphere of Boyfriend To Death. Both because of his smaller roles as it progressed (from a single route to only appearing in the end extras you’d unlock if you completed EVERY single route and CG in BTD 2) and also because from a surface level, he’s easy to simplify to a couple of core traits.

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HAPPY HOLIDAYS YOU RATS

Strade belongs to @gatobob 18+ only!

💞 Lovecore Ren 💞

requested by anon from the past blog, thank you.

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Ren cg redraw! I had alot of fun with this

Ren Hana belongs to @gatobob !!

An edit of my favorite Ren/Strade sketch that I forgot to post 😳

( All characters belong to @gatobob !! )

Original sketch/post

If it's okay with you could I ask for some imagines with Rire and a plus sized mc? Gender neutral pronouns please, if you can I'd appreciate it! Have a good day!

¿Rire with a plus-size MC?

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RIRE has no quarrel with you being plus size. In fact, similarly to Lawrence, he may find some benefit with it. He doesn’t go for appearances, but the idea of having more to tear through if he ever gets bored of you is a fun thought.

He likes how the fat accentuates any curves you have, like your hips and thighs. Human bodies are so fragile and yet can make themselves so sturdy and thick. No matter how big you are however, if it comes down to you and a metallic tentacle, the tentacle is going to win no matter how much skin and meat is protecting you.

He’s not wonderful for comforting you if you are feeling insecure. Depending on how good your relationship with him is, he may even not try to or may make it worse on purpose. If you’re a toy he favors however, he may try slightly to make it better, running his fingers and tentacles along is favorite parts and places, pushing a little too deep into your skin for comfort yet not enough to rend flesh. He’d probably say something to villainize you for it somehow, like ‘Are you saying I don’t know a good toy when I see one? That’s very insulting, pet.’ He thinks he’s big brain.

Could you do rire or lawrence (or even strade if you think with would be a..interesting one!) with a needy, with an orgasm denial mc? I've been thinking how well a mc like this would fit the btd characters in general!

Orgasm Denial

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Rire - "Beg to cum"

You didn't know what you were thinking, bringing a random stranger into your home... especially one you'd met at a bar at all places, but it was as if your body didn't even need to think about it when you were letting him in your little 'Casa De [MC]', it was like it just came naturally...

Letting him into your home was one thing, but now he was pinning you down on the bed, looking into his eyes -or more specifically a pair of sunglasses covering them- as he pounded you into your own sheets. He seemed so experience with this, like he'd been doing it for hundreds of years.

The tip of his cock hit just the right places to drive you wild, and it was like he could predict just what your body wanted without you even having to ask. You wanted him to go harder? He already was before you even had the chance to get a word out, and so it didn't take long until your body was close.

Your head practically spun as you felt yourself about to burst, closing your eyes in preparation... that was until everything just stopped. It took you a moment to process what exactly had happened, before you looked back to your strange lover's face in clear confusion. "Why did you-" You started, before two fingers creeping past your mouth made you stop, shutting you up wordlessly. "You're close, aren't you?" He asked. You nodded slowly. Was he playing games with you? You were so close before, and that was slowly fading out of sight.

He seemed to know this, and kept moving painfully slow, just enough to keep you close while never being enough to bring you over the edge. He let out a low chuckle as he watched your body shudder every few seconds, so close to orgasm, but the feeling never came. "Beg to cum." He practically ordered, a toothy grin plastered on his face.

So that's what this was about... he wanted you to beg for it, to beg for him. He pulled his fingers away, giving you a chance to speak expectantly. "Please, let me cum..." You begged. It was a beg, but not a very strong one... it wasn't even really a 'beg' actually, and he knew this. "That sounded more like a polite request, dear... I said beg."

You bit your lip lightly at his specification. You thought to snake a hand down and touch yourself, but just like before, he knew what you were thinking before you even made a move, and in a swift motion pinned both of your wrists above you, erasing any idea of doing such from your mind. You had no choice if you wanted to cum.

"Pl-Please, please I want to cum!" You begged, more intense and genuine this time. He let out another chuckle, slowly seeing you break under him. "I don't think that was good enough." He pushed. You wondered if he even intended to let you cum, but you were too lost in lust to care anymore. "I want to cum Rire, gods-gods please let me-" "Louder!" He cut you off, leaning his face closer to yours.

"I WANT TO CUM! PLEASE RIRE!" You cried out, practically trembling by now. He seemed finally satisfied, going to your collarbone and nipping it gently, though his sharp teeth were still enough to pierce skin. "Good pet." He answered. It happened so quickly; before he was going at a torturous pace, and now he was aggressively pounding into you.

You finally burst, letting out a shriek-like moan as you fell apart like putty in his hands, and felt him release into you. He must have been close and excited as well from the exchange. He rode out both of your orgasms until you both were panting. He stayed put within you for a few more moments before he pulled out, letting out a pleased sigh.

"We'll have to do this again sometime~"

Lawrence - "You'll cum when I'm ready..."

You didn't know what you were thinking, climbing into bed with your captor. You'd heard of Stockholm Syndrome before, basically everyone had, but you never knew that you'd fall victim to it, especially so quickly.

It seems that he got more attached than either of you had realized as well, since by some miracle, he didn't rip your throat out the moment you had come seeking his attention, and that's exactly what you got, pinned under him as he had his way with you.

He had made his rules fairly clear without saying them; don't resist, and don't make a lot of noise. Despite how he was in control however, it was clear he was very unexperienced... he prepared you just enough to slide into, and didn't really see to be focusing on your pleasure, so a lot of it came from you touching yourself to get off. Despite this however, he was very large in size... and once you got over the initial discomfort of the stretch, he was so big that he rubbed or hit all of your good spots anyways.

As one who's inexperienced, it didn't take long for him to get close, but he wasn't ready for this to end. Just as you two began to reach your separate highs, he stopped. His arms shook lightly, and he let out small little pants. This was all so overstimulating for him. It felt amazing, and he wanted to keep going.

"Lawrence...?" You asked, looking up to him. You were so close... why did he stop. "Q-Quiet..." He huffed out. You didn't want to know what would happen if you didn't, and so bit your tongue. It took a minute or two, but then he gradually started moving once again once both of your highs faded.

He repeated the process again, thrusting in and out of you and bringing you both close before he stopped. It was so confusing. "Lawrence... please, I'm close. I want to cum..." You pleaded quietly. You felt him grasp your throat lightly, giving it a squeeze. "You'll cum when I'm ready..."

You didn't have the guts to continue begging, and stayed quiet as he repeated it all for the third time. By this point though, he was edging himself as much as he was you. He stopped, but it was clear he was barely holding on by a thread "F-Fuck! I... I can't anymore." He said, and instead of letting your highs fade out, he kept going.

You tried to cry out a moan as you finally felt yourself orgasm, but Lawrence covered your mouth before you could get too loud, groaning in pleasure as he released himself into you. He wrapped his arms around you, keeping you close until he finally pulled his soft cock out of you. He looked over your worm form, and then between your legs, his face going as red as possible when he saw his infertile cum leaking out of your hole.

"Lets, ah.... let's get you cleaned up."

Strade - "Aww, did you wanna cum?"

You didn't know what you were thinking when you decided to start talking to this man at that bar, let alone trust him enough to leave with him, and here's where it got you... In a dirty, disgusting basement where who knows how many had died, staining the floors a crimson red.

Your captor has had you tied up here for... a week? It hasn't been long, but it didn't take much time for him to start hurting you, leaving scars that if you ever got out would constantly remind you of him. It was awful, but didn't compare to when he fucked you. Most of the time, he'd hurt you even then just to get off on it. Everything he did was for his own pleasure and amusement.

Now here you were, getting fucked once again by him on this cold floor by him, pounding into you too fast for comfort while he got you off with his hands. You knew he did it to tease you; after all, he never let you cum, maybe just as another way to torture you.

For the first time you felt yourself actually start to get close, but just a little too late. Just as you were about to orgasm, you felt him fill you up with his warm cum. It made you shudder, both from the feeling of being so full, and being so close, and he picked up on it.

"Aww, did you wanna cum?" He asked in a degrading tone. "Du bist so niedlich, mein Liebe."

You never understood him when he spoke german, but you did pick up on some things, like 'Liebe' and 'Liebling'. They seemed to be little pet names he used on you. You hated them all.

You gave him a small nod in response to his question, making him chuckle. He seemed to think for a moment, before he suddenly began to move, slowly hardening once more. "I'll let you cum... if you can do it on your own." He said, and began to fuck you again, except that this time he didn't touch you. You were on your own.

By some miracle, you actually managed to get close, though just as you were about to burst, he stopped. You looked up at him with a whine and a frown, and it only seemed to amuse him. Everything that was bad for you was great for him. "What? Use your words, Liebling." He teased. He was doing this on purpose, the asshole...

He waited until he knew your high had died down more before he began to move once again. He kept doing this for a bit. Everytime you'd get close, he'd rob any thought of cumming from your mind, unlike him, who'd cum multiple times by now, fucking you with his own sperm as lube at this rate.

At this point, you were willing to do anything to cum. You were trembling, on the break of tears from the intense heat. It just kept building up more and more, but never left. It was only a matter of time until you broke. "Please, just let me cum! I'll do anything!"

His interest was piqued once more, and he rubbed your sides softly, still recovering from an orgasm of his own as he looked over you. "Anything? You're playing a dangerous game here, Liebe." He warned. You didn't care anymore. You knew it would cost you, but at this rate breathing cost you. "I don't care..."

His smile went from amused to devious, and he was all too quick to take you up on your offer. This time, he didn't stop moving, and for the first time since you'd arrived, you came. With his balls all but drained, he pulled out and let you recover from the shock. You were both quiet until you heard the sound of metal, and looked up, and then you saw it in his hand; that cursed knife. The one that had made most of your wounds and scars. His favorite tool.

"Well, I covered my half of the deal! Now it's your turn, fleisch."

A.N: Rire's one has exactly 666 words and we love that (I checked) Also fun fact all of the writings start with the same thing

Lawrence, Lawrence, Lawrence

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a short story about the meeting of a girl whose got a hobby of taking pictures of dead animals and a sick murderer who actually happens to be quite the fan of the her work

on the left is the girls view and on the right is the mans view

I’m still in hell, but I don’t mind it.

LOOK WHO VISITED ME IN MY SLEEP!?

So, it’s been weeks… I finally got over BTD and actually tried to work on my comic project. Rire showed up in my dream and told me that there’s actually a secret ending I haven’t unlocked yet… I was so sure I unlocked everything (without reading walkthough!! It was so hard since I died in Strade route so many time I rage-quited over and over!!)… I wanted to know what the secret ending could be but another half of me knew if I follow him, I’ll end up dead… BUT I DID FOLLOWED HIM OUT OF THE CLUB ANYWAY! (Damn me for being a completionist…)

It was a bad idea… He lured me into Sano’s lab and I got dissected with him watching. I barely escaped with my stomach opened and the bed still strapped to my back.

10/10 Will get tricked for a secret ending again…

Rire belongs to @darqx

“and just HOW do you explain that, Detective Strade?!”

by the time the thoughts “this is really dumb” and “the aa characters i chose are from three different games” occurred to me, the lineart was finished. point of no return, bro.

My boys : )

Characters belong to @gatobob/ @gurobob, @darqx, and @electricpuke !~

Coloured versions under the cut because I didn’t know whether black and white looked better lol

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In the language of flowers, snapdragons are said to represent graciousness and deceit.

[Checkmate, little human...]

Idk why I get so motivated to draw whenever it comes to Rire- 👁👄👁

(Rire belongs to Darqx! Go check them out!)

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