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he needs your credit card
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Graffitto in the stall of my local queer furry bar
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Update on the husband collection 😚 i have multiples of most but decided to not put them all in this section for now cos i wanna actually use some of them (purple SR kid was literally taken out of my reiju deck just for this photo lmao)
My health hasnt been great but we did lock down a new home to move to in a new town that'll make significant improvements to our lives and my wife has been slowly trading for these kid pirate cards for me 💖
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*writes two paragraphs after months of literally nothing and it took three hours*

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Show the boys some love 💕 This was supposed to be for Valentine’s but I got home too late to post it.
And take a peek at the NSFW version
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KillerCam
Collaboration between my beloved @swampstew & myself! She’s crafted this whole thing from that beautiful brain and I’m just glad to be here!
Warning ⚠️ NSFW/Smut/18+ Killer refers to Viewer as “Baby”…I guess that’s it! Lower your expectations I haven’t shared any writing in over a year💀
There's rustling in the background before the camera zooms out to focus on the mattress of a bed that many would give anything to do everything but relax in someday. No. Rest and relaxation were not the “r” words that came to mind at the thought of the bare-chested blond man now in view. He had chosen the perfect “r” word for the production he carefully crafted today.
“Did you miss me?”
Killer grinned behind his helmet as the camera slowly panned down the expanse of his torso. The room may have been dimly lit, but the way the vibrant blue artificial light emanating from his ring light perfectly showed his oiled body was sure to awaken a searing heat in the belly of his viewer. Sat at the edge of the bed in his filming room, he made a show of dragging his fingertips over the peak of his stiff pierced nipples. With his head thrown back and neck on display, he softly moaned. While his face may have been hidden, he managed to express his emotions with body language.
“You did. My Baby gets lonely without me. That's why you ordered this package.”
With it being Valentine's Day, Killer knew that his subscribers would be willing to dish out money for personalized content. That's why he decided to run a special. Six lucky people could purchase a ten-minute video for only $10. However, when his top subscriber sent in a request with 20 times the required price as payment he knew that he wanted to do something special for his best tipper. While the others would receive a simple video of him jerking off, this one would be more personal.
There's the hint of a whimper in his voice when he leaned forward to grab something off-screen.
“My best friend made something new for me to try out. Wanna show you before I show everyone else.”
He raises his hand to show what appears to be a simple fleshlight. The toy was clear as day. Guaranteed to allow for a grand display of his cock as it bullied into it.
“Wanna know what that bastard did? He made it so that it moans when the user is close to cumming. It's probably not as pretty as the sounds you make, but I'll take what I can get.”
Killer spreads his thighs enough to make room as if the viewer were there in the room with him. The camera captures every movement as he applies lube to his palm and struggles to contain his groans as he uses said hand to grasp his semi-hard length. Sensitive to touch, he shudders as he moans a low “fuck” in the back of his throat.
“Need my Baby here. Need your hand wrapped around my cock.”
Killer closes his eyes and loses himself in the moment. The sound of his heart beating in his ear as his performance consumes every fiber of his being. His grip tightens and the squelching sound is music to his ears as his fist helps him climb to the next stage.
“So fuckin wet for me. Aren't you?”
The flush of his skin looks good in the mood lighting. He's a true artist painting himself to tempt his viewer into a pit of passion and pleasure. With his free hand, he lifts his helmet and exposes his lips in a never-before-seen moment. Purple painted lips smirk at the camera.
“I'm gonna ruin you,” he warns before lowering his face covering once more.
He relinquishes his grip on himself and stands from the bed to give a full view of his body. Cock at full attention, he takes the toy crafted for him by his friend and lines it up with his leaking tip.
“Don't touch yourself. Want you to be good and just watch me, yeah.”
It takes serious restraint for him to fight the urge to let loose and put his pleasure first. After all, he did these things for himself. He loved getting off, the money he made was a bonus. Then, there were times like this when he wanted to show his gratitude. To put the viewer's pleasure before his. That's what they paid for, right?
“Think we should do suction today, Baby. You'd suck me good, wouldn't you? Let me fuck that pretty throat as hard as I want, wouldn't ya?”
Oiled chest rising rapidly and both hands gripping the fleshlight, he sighs with the name on the request toppling from his lips.
“That's it,” He says just loud enough for the camera to pick up while pushing into the fleshlight, “You'd let me slide in so smooth. That sweet tongue crushed under my cock while I push down your throat.”
He exhales through his nose trying to stop from blowing his load too quickly. Not only was he turned on thinking about how much the viewer would enjoy seeing him this way, but the toy he chose to use was more than he anticipated. So soft and warm, if the viewer felt half as inviting as this damned thing he would give his soul to live inside them.
“That's my Baby. Take it in.”
He tilts his head to glance down at his hands as if admiring the viewer.
“Do you like that? You'd look pretty on your knees. So pretty that I can't be nice anymore.”
His hips snap forward in a rough thrust. Killer shocked himself with the cry he let out. He'd never been so vulnerable with his sounds. He'd have to kick Kid's ass for making such a magical toy.
“My Baby likes it when I'm rough. I know. I've seen the shit you say. That nasty mouth of yours was made for my cock. Always in my comments with such filth,” he grunts as his pace picks up.
The movements of his body are almost as hypnotic as the uneven breaths he manages to take. There's sweat drenching his face. Purple lipstick smeared as he bites down on his lips to distract from the build-up of desire pulsing through his veins.
“I can't even talk you through this. I just need to fuck that pretty mouth so bad.”
Knees almost giving out, he finds himself stumbling forward to place a steadying hand on the wall. Thankfully, his tripod doesn't collapse. Instead, the camera tilts downward to watch his erratic thrusts into the toy. Killer knows he won't last much longer, but he freezes when the pornographic moans begin to sing from the fleshlight. His laughter doesn't take away from the moment. It feels intimate when he moves the camera to focus on his covered face.
“You sound so pretty,” he teases, “What other sounds do ya make? Let's see.”
He manages to step back to sit at the edge of the bed. His hips lift to meet the pace his hands are struggling to set with his release so close. The moans from the fleshlight are louder, but they're drowned out by Killer's moan of his viewer's name.
“Just like that,” he encourages as he empties himself into the fleshlight, “Made such a mess all for you.”
Pressing send on the special order made him smile. All in a day's work. He even gifted you a 75% off coupon to shop his friend's sex toy collection. What he didn't expect was to log in the next day to a thousand-dollar tip from the subscriber.
“A thousand dollars!?”
“Shut up, Kid,” Killer mumbled across the table from his friend.
“Shit! Could you imagine if you actually fucked 'em?”
Heads turned in the small diner at the words his best friend managed to say around the burger he was swallowing. Killer put his head in his hands and groaned.
“Lunch is on you,” Kid stated, “Wait. I deserve a tip from you.”
“For what!?”
“I made the fleshlight!”
“KID!!!”
More heads turned at the ruckus, but he was indeed right.
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I hope you all had/are having a lovely valentines day 💖 all my mutuals are getting smooches. And sum blue
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Happy Valentines! Im sorry to hear you arent feeling well, I hope you take this time to take care of yourself<3 Dont worry about pushing fanfics out! We'll all be here still whenever the creativity flows through you again! xoxo
Thanks 💖 i can't wait for the stress to be over, i miss writing!
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I have a question; who out of the kid pirates do you think would enjoy slow dancing? I've been hyperfixating on both slow dancing and the kid pirates lately and I'm wondering your thoughts on it! 🍧anon
Oooh i love this question
I think if you asked kid to slow dance he'd laugh in your face. Killer would be a gentleman about it, and i also think he'd be the type to slow dance with no music when its just the two of you, just to make you feel special. Heat would be anxious about it at first, he's such a big guy and he doesn't wanna step on your toes or hurt you, but once he gets into it he'd absolutely melt and you'd have trouble convincing him to leave the dance floor. Wire would be an asshole about it, good luck keeping his hands above the waist, he'll blame it on his long arms. I also think that he'd secretly be really into competitive ballroom dancing 🤫
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Sorry for no valentines fic this year, i havent been in good health, and i probably wont be for a while longer. Stress makes my disabilities flare up, and we're moving to a new town next month so as you can imagine, i am quite stressed. Last kinkmas and ship full of monsters will happen when i am able
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My baby!!!!! 🎈☁️

Warmest Valentine’s wishes!
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вєαυту σƒ мιηє
ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀ x ᴄʜᴜʙʙʏ&ᴄɪꜱꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ʏ/ɴ ɴᴏᴛ ᴜꜱᴇᴅ)
ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ; 18+. ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴘʀᴏɢʀᴀᴍ ᴅᴇᴀʟꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄᴏᴀʀꜱᴇ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ɢᴜꜱʜʏ ᴍᴜꜱʜʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ꜱᴜʙᴊᴇᴄᴛ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ. ɪᴛ ᴍᴀʏ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ᴅᴇᴀʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴏᴏᴄ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛꜱ. ᴠɪᴇᴡᴇʀ ᴅɪꜱᴄʀᴇᴛɪᴏɴ ɪꜱ ᴀᴅᴠɪꜱᴇᴅ.
ᴀ/ɴ ; ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴘᴜʀᴇʟʏ ꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪɴᴅᴜʟɢᴇɴᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪᴅᴇ. ᴛʜᴀɴᴋꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ!! ;)
"ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴍᴇ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ.” & "ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ, ɪ ᴀᴍ ɪɴᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴍɪꜱꜱɪɴɢ ᴘᴀʀᴛ.” ʜᴜɢᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋꜱ ᴛᴏ @/ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪᴠᴇᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛꜱꜰᴏʀᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴀᴍᴀᴢɪɴɢ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀꜱ. ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ꜱʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴡᴏʀᴋ !!
ɴᴏ ʙᴇᴛᴀ, ᴡᴇ ᴅɪᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴇɴ 💪
ʰᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ ˡᵒᵛⁱⁿᵍˡʸ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ᵇʸ ; @sheerxfiction ♡
“Nnng, Kil…”
The soft, squelching sound of sex echoed off the bedroom walls, along with gentle huffs and moans that came from both you and your blonde lover beneath you.
Warm, calloused palms gripped your plush hips, fingers digging into your flesh like a lifeline, as if you'd disappear from Killers sight if he let you go. A sly grin rests on painted lips, the colour smeared across his chin and cheeks (and most likely, your thighs and cunt) from when he first lured you into his bed, just like he did every night.
Though, this time was different.
Rarely you enjoyed being on top, always commenting with an insecure tone and downcast eyes that you'd rather Killer tower over you while intimate, that you didn't like the way your body moved while he railed you into the wee hours of the morning.
This time, Killer had nearly begged you. And with those big, beautiful eyes staring down at you with those hands on your hips caressing your skin so gently… how could you say no?
He always looked so damn pretty when he ate you out, tongue dancing over your swollen clit and dipping into your already soaked warmth, your essence and his spit sliding down to your untouched puckered hole. His lips would sloppily suck the small bundle of nerves until you were nearly thrashing, your palm against the top of his head, fingers tangled in his hair as you tried to push him away. He would simply grin and hum to himself, turning his face to the inside of your thighs where he would leave kisses and bites, claiming every inch of you as his.
Only when you'd stopped twitching, your orgasm finally slowing, would he climb up your soft body, pressing kisses everywhere as he came up before finally capturing your lips with his, your sweet taste on his tongue which he pressed into your own. Tasting yourself on him was a pleasure only he could give you.
His palms moved from your hips to your breasts, gripping and teasing his thumbs over your nipples as he sighs happily, watching your skin ripple and dance for him, sending shivers over his skin in pure delight. All of you belonged to him, every scar, every stretch mark, every roll that curved as your body moved… just for him. Every inch of you was worshiped by him, every piece of you etched into his memory as if his mind were made of stone, and you were the extravagant carving displayed. Not a single piece of you went unnoticed, including the way you bit your lip as you kept your eyes from looking down at him, knowing your stomach would be in your peripherals.
“My love.”
Your eyes snapped down to Killers, flickering between his own before looking just above his head. Hands leave your breasts to reconnect with your waist, digging into your flesh as he fucked you down on his cock, relishing in the way you moaned and whimpered his name in return.
“You made me believe in love, you know…” Came next from him, causing your entire body to stutter in his grasp, your momentum gone for a few moments. One of his hands moved from your side to grip one of yours from his chest, your fingers immediately interlocking with his as his hips slowed momentarily. He still rocked into you, but it was slower, more intimate as he lets his eyes close with a continued,
"Without you, I am incomplete.” He brings the back of your hand to his smeared lips, pressing butterfly kisses along your skin as he adds softly, “For so long, I thought I'd never find you. You are my missing piece, and with you, I feel like the man I'm supposed to be - the man I was created to become.”
You look down at him fully, ignoring the way your chest and stomach jiggled slightly as you attempted to steady your breathing. Tears stung your eyes but you blink them back, sniffling softly as you ask, “What makes you say all this…?"
Killers eyes reopen as another grin washes over his lips, though this one genuine and adoring as he murmurs back, “I can't tell the woman I love all the reasons why I love her?” His hand still on your waist grips you tightly for a moment before he resumes, “I'm just reminding you of all the things you do to me. My perfect, beautiful missing piece.”
Finally, the tears begin, the first one rolling all the way down your cheek and dripping off your chin, hitting your chest which Killer immediately wiped off before cradling your face in his hand, his thumb brushing just under your eye as he presses kisses to the back of your other hand once more.
“Nothing about you disgusts me. In fact, every goddamn thing about you drives me insane. Fuck sakes, I get a boner just watching you sleep on my chest, my heart races when you smile at me, my hands nearly burn to hold you when you step out of the shower.” You can't help but chuckle at his words, his thumb moving to brush over your bottom lip as you smile down at him. “That smile, that beautiful damn smile… my heart would break if you ever smiled at another man like that.”
You laugh again, rolling your eyes in jest as you hum back, “Well I suppose it's a good thing that it's reserved for you and you only.”
Killer gives a sneaky smirk as he quips, “You're goddamn right it is.”
Giving you a moment of grace, Killer decides to use his immense strength to flip you both over, your legs still around his hips though tightening around them with the new positioning. He keeps your hand in his, moving it to rest over your head as his other hand grips the fat of your ass, his hips giving a few rough thrusts into you. Now he's desperate, wanting to get his goddess off before he spills inside you, claiming even your insides as his.
His face moves into the space between your neck and shoulder, teeth nipping and lips sucking at your skin, blooming your flesh in marks of his love as he feels your cunt tighten around him, the signs of your oncoming orgasm finally reaching its peak. Killer takes a deep breath of you, a low guttural moan rumbling in his chest at your scent and the sound sets you off, your eyes rolling back as his name falls from your lips in a pleasured prayer.
A few more heavy thrusts has you squirting, his fat tip hitting that spot that makes you see stars until he finally cums inside you, painting your walls with a thick white that mixes with your own essence.
You both lay in silence for a while, simply holding each other until Killer finally lifts his head just enough to rest his forehead against yours, his eyes searching yours as his hand moves from your ass to gently roam up and down your plush side. “Did I hurt you?” He asks thickly, as he always did and you respond in kind,
“You never hurt me, my love.”
A smile ticks up the corner of his lips before he captures your own once more, sealing the moment in a kiss that would shatter even the most war-torn man's walls down to its bare bones. His hands never leave you, dancing over every inch of your body as he etches this moment into a slot of favourite memories.
“I love you,” He murmurs against your lips, knowing the time for sleep was nearing. “I love you more,” came your exhausted reply, along with a long winded yawn that got lost in his hair as he buried his face back into your neck.
Once your breathing evened out, Killer finally lifted his head once again, only to pull back just enough to stare down at you. Your cheeks still held a tint of pink, your hair was messy around your head like a glorious halo, your lips slightly swollen and bitten from the onslaught of kisses and previous anxiety… to Killer, there was truly nothing more beautiful.
To Killer, nothing was more beautiful than you.
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