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in my mouth by honeyturtle
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Searching for a world that doesn't exist
06 Nov 2025
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Hello.
A thrill shot through D3rlord3. It was one of fear. D3rlord3 did not let himself dwell on the other feeling that swam below the dark surface.
It was rather rude of you to leave Me earlier. Smart, yes, but rude.
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the king in yellow is not easily ignored. when d3rlord3 sleeps, he gets a visit.Series
- Part 2 of i (heart) you
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01 Dec 2025
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Category: Romance%, No Major Glitches by ayaboba
Fandoms: Collinlock16 - Oneshef (Web Series)
16 Nov 2025
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Assimilation doesn't understand the significance of touch, the press of their bodies together. Hands, arms, hips, mouths. It sends its heart rate through the roof, its eye unconsciously widening, and its pupil dilating. But it doesn't understand why.
And Andre isn't a talker. He doesn't explain, only touches.
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- Part 1 of A1P1 Speedrun, Any%
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26 Nov 2025
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Assimilation tackles and teleports Andre to stop him from finishing the run. They talk and kiss :)
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14 Nov 2025
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Assimilation and Andre self actualize slightly and then have their equivalent of sex
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14 Nov 2025
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He was supposed to die alone in his own hallway floor, gut-shot by a vigilante who vanished into the night.
Instead, the thing that had been watching him for several nights stepped through the broken door and decided death was no longer an option.
“I am your savior.” The Visitor hummed, “But I'm not that kind.” He says, “You will offer yourself to me in return for the favor I did on your life, give yourself to me like I gave life to you.”
“What do you want?”
"I wish to taste you."
The homeowner feels his eyes widen.
The Visitor's rapid eyes blinked owlishly, “It's a different type of taste, a different smell that comes from here."
His hand travels towards the human's crotch before he cups his cunt over it.
“I must taste it."
Or where,
local touch starved widower gets claimed, stuffed, and creepily adored by a certain seven foot stalker who refuses to let him die after he gets shot.
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11 Nov 2025