Jenn

Happy International Asexuality Day!! Shoutout to all of my self-shippers on the asexual spectrum!!! 💜✨

you're pushing, you're pulling

Día 7 - Domestic

ULTIMO DIA!!! , ame como siempre participar en esta week 🫶🏻

Estos esposos se aman y esto es un poco de esa vida doméstica uwu

Stone preparando desayuno para Robotnik, bailando juntos, probablemente los badniks hacen las compras por ellos y bueno, Stone tratando de lavar la ropa sin que el doctor le provoque un infarto

You look good in red. Ivo Robotnik and Agent Stone. Shades of pre-Stobotnik. Blood, gore, torture, whump. Robotnik pisses off the wrong person, and he bleeds for it.

This is entirely dialogue; I’ve done this sort of story once or twice before and it’s always a challenge. It’s been a hecking good time to write, though. The speaker is nobody in particular, though I picture a grad student with an axe to grind.

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The hardest part is being patient, you know? All I really want to do is tear your skin off, pour salt in the wound and grind it in. Make you really understand that you’re fucked, that even if he comes for you it’ll be too late. You think he’ll still look at you like you hung the moon? Or will he hesitate, stopping short when he sees what you really look like underneath it all? Assuming you live, of course, which I kinda doubt. Wouldn’t want to leave any loose ends.

Day 4 another job

ivo robotnik the local baker

D7 - Domestic

Just 5 more minutes...

Whose orange cat got in???

Happy Birthday @frookiethesillybilly !!!

Oh no, he's meeting all of Eggman's standards!

A continuation to this.

Stobotnik week day #7 - Sleep/Napping

Average crab morning.

Day 6: Things, Eyeliner

Sometimes, Stone just randomly showed up to work or events with his eyeliner on, and Ivo secretly likes it.

Day 6: [Motorcycle]

Day 6: Plushies — Stone with an Eggman itabag because he is one of us 🫡

Sonic fandom this week

a most satisfactory conclusion. Ivo Robotnik x Agent Stone. smut, pwp, established relationship, ass play, praise kink, d/s tones, electricity, improper use of a hedgehog quill. Of course, this was all Ivo's idea.

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Hold. Still. Oh for fucksa– turn over. Hands on the wall and don’t move. Ivo’s steaming under his coat, but that’s part of it; the room is warm but it needs to be for what’s to come. And at any rate there’s nothing quite like the dichotomy of naked and clothed, bound and free; the laws of men might be for other people, but this– this is worthy of him. Ivo Robotnik bows to nothing and no one save the words spoken within these walls. He watches the sweat beading along Stone’s naked back and it is altogether too tempting to dig gloved fingers into the notches of his subject’s spine.