#/ so normal so sane

[ssuzu]

master bilbo babyins 🤲🤲

[phosbogey]

what a kind and reliable group

[sunnyirry]

alien stage doodle dump... they're consuming my brain halp

[wasyago]

the tek of the slab variety...

[sophfandoms53]

Striker slowly losing his sanity because no one in this damn show can take anything seriously is so funny to me im sorry😭

[checkadii]

did we fight or did we make out

[thatonekoko]

THE POOKIEZ 💅

[shrimperini]

some chelley cuddles out of context ☺️😘😘

[strange0-0storm]

"I could stay with you.. just like this... forever"

Lord I'm actually SO PROUD OF THIS DRAWING. LIKE HELLO?!?!?! SCREAMS

Below are without lighting, without shading, without rendering, and some close ups <3

Ya boy done detailed a whole magazine for this..

[calciumyum]

The Dragon and The Dog

'The dragon who tamed a dog and The dog who tamed a dragon' seems like a fun child fantasy story premise so I decided to draw this!

No text version under the cut!

[rinneverse]

࿐ ♡ ˚ . 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 — 𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒆 + 𝒅𝒓. 𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐. ˒ ⊹

cw fem reader / threesome / aventurine x f!reader x ratio / i wrote this directly into tumblr drafts; it is not proofread. proceed w caution EL O EL / usage of petnames (darling, sweetheart) / mentions of mindbreak / degradation and dirty talk / dacryphilia / light choking / teasing / oral (m!receiving) / spit-roast

love, oak! just a lil drabble. aven and veritas have me in a chokehold i fear.

i constantly think about how being in a relationship w both veritas ratio and aventurine would be...

i think, purposefully or not, things turn a little bit competitive with the two of them. who can take you out on the better date, who buys you the best gifts—and most importantly: who satisfies you the most.

and it’s not that they necessarily hate eachother so much they want to one-up the other (on the contrary; they like having you in common. being at your beck and call is what they live for, to your eternal surprise), they just find it fun. and it's the kind of fun they indulge in every night, making a symphony out of your sweet moans and pleasure-soaked whimpers.

this just happened to be one of those nights.

"look 't her. so depraved. our good girl, eh, ratio?"

"shut it, aventurine. i don't want to hear you talking when there's something much prettier to listen to right here."

seated on veritas's lap, he grasps your hips in his large hands as he guides you onto his thick length. a long moan falls from your lips as you feel the tip breach your dripping cunt, followed by a pleasant ache and stretch as he pulls your hips flush to his.

a warm breath ghosts the shell of your ear. aventurine crowds you from behind, the blazing heat of his chest pressing against your back. his hands ghost up your sides, leaving gooseflesh in their wake as they make their way up your body. he cups your tits, massaging the supple flesh and rolling your nipples, adding to the orchestra of stimulation the two men were making you feel.

"i suppose i can agree with you on that. she sounds just so delightful, doesn't she? makes me wanna break her—" a breathy whimper leaves you as aventurine licks up the skin of your neck, leaving a blazing trail of wetness as he kisses the shell of your ear. he continues in a soft whisper, "—yeah, you'd like that, wouldn't you?"

ratio holds your hips tightly, denying you the pleasure of grinding down against him. his smile is serpentine as he looks up at you. "go on—answer him, darling. would you like us to fuck you until you can't even remember your own name?"

ratio's golden eyes narrow, watching your every move. the way you squeeze your eyes shut, bottom lip taken between your teeth as you stifle a sob. he can't help himself—his hips buck slightly, drawing another breathy moan from your throat.

"she just clenched so nicely around me. i think she would like that. what do you think, aventurine?" ratio's voice drips with sultry honey as he speaks. his hands cup the globes of your ass, slowly coaxing you to move along his length. the feeling of his cock dragging along your walls is maddening, and you pulse around him in response as he forces you back down. his tip hits that spongy little spot inside you, bringing tears to line your pretty eyes, making your mascara run as droplets drip down your face.

aventurine pauses mouthing along your neck to smile. there's nothing pleasant in that grin though—only the feral need to please you, to take you in the palm of his hand and mold you to his liking. right now, he'd like nothing more than for you to be his pretty little cockslut, taking him and ratio until they had nothing left to give you.

"i think so too," aventurine responds. his hand grabs your face, squishing your cheeks together as he forces you to meet his gaze. there's so much love and adoration for you in those beautiful cerulean and lavender eyes, mixed with a cruel hunger that glimmers as he leans in, tongue peeking out to lick away the salty tears that run down your cheeks. "god, sweetheart. you look so pretty like this. is ratio's cock satisfying enough for you? is he making you feel good?"

you nod fervently, mouth falling open in a moan as aventurine's hand snakes down to play with your clit while ratio works you up and down his cock. they work in perfect tandem; of course, they've done this a million times before. ratio and aventurine have perfected the art of pleasing you.

"use your words, darling. am i making you feel good?" ratio hisses between gritted teeth. he's obviously feeling good too, if the way his cock twitches inside you is any indication. aventurine lets your face go in favor of letting it drift down, holding your neck gently. a promise, you think. it sends a thrilling feeling down your spine, your nerves alight with electricity as you try to roll your hips down against ratio. the hand around your neck tightens a fraction, the hand on your clit pausing, drifting away and caressing the sensitive skin of your thighs as aventurine waits for your response.

"yes, yes!" you cry out, desperate for any sort of friction. your hips buck fruitlessly. "feels s'good, veri!"

you're rewarded with aventurine's fingers deftly working at your clit again as ratio bucks his hips, fucking up into you. his pace isn't fast, but he hits you so deeply it sends your entire being into a frenzy. you can feel your stomach tighten, a telltale sign of what's to come.

"atta girl. you're taking him like a champ, aren't ya? don't forget about me, though. you can take more, surely?" aventurine drawls.

aventurine nods to ratio and suddenly you're being manhandled, forced onto your knees. you can feel ratio behind you while aventurine greets your face with a sanguine smile. you bite down the whimper that fights to escape you at the lack of stimulation—you were so close. with the way aventurine's smile is slowly poisoned with a smug satisfaction, he knows it too.

"hi, sweetheart." aventurine says as he unbuckles his belt with a clink. he pushes the fabric of his pants and boxers down, his cock obscenely slapping against his abdomen as its freed. he's already leaking pre; despite his put-together demeanor, you know he's desperate for you. you smile at him as he languidly pumps his cock.

you watch as aventurine seems to have a silent conversation with ratio. it lasts only a heartbeat—he looks back down at you as he brings his tip to your lips. your tongue darts out, running along the head, down the length of him, drawing a pretty moan from aventurine that makes your stomach do flips. as your lips close around him, you feel ratio push into you again, a lewd squelch sounding as he sinks into you.

they work you in tandem, aventurine holding your face as he guides your mouth on his cock, ratio fucking into you from behind. you're already close again. you can feel it.

"she loves this," ratio notes, a hint of smugness in his voice. "she's absolutely drooling around me. feel good, darling?"

of course, you can't respond. aventurine fucks your mouth gently, his eyebrows furrowed as he groans. you can see every twitch of his abs, the roll of his muscles as he fights down the pleasure your lips bring him.

"oh yeah. she’s definitely enjoying herself. don’t tire yourself out too fast though, i can go all night." aventurine smirks.

it feels like ratio’s thrusts grow a bit more punishing. his large hands grip the fat of your ass tightly as he says, "worry about yourself. i lasted longer than you last time, remember? not to worry though. i won’t stop until our darling is completely satisfied. isn’t that right?"

aventurine’s hips stutter slightly as you moan around his cock. "let’s see who makes her cum the most then, shall we?"

"fine then. we shall."

please don't repost on other platforms. rbs and comments are super appreciated ♡ !!

[eliseliedl]

The Stormlight Archive (The Cosmere RPG)

[sicktrix]

Oh my god Liv this episode. I’m heartbroken GOD what an excellent choice.

The assumption that Liv will be okay with potentially wasting the ASP to MAYBE bring back Barsimmeon because she’s Liv. She’s sweet, kind, supportive Liv. She goes with the flow, she doesn’t complain, she’s always there to help. Why would she say no? She has to believe in Wendell, right? Doesn’t she believe?

To take a moment seemingly so heartfelt and maybe a bit silly, but ultimately filled love and then to go NO, she DOESN’T want this, it’s not FAIR! Why the fuck is it on HER to just do whatever they want?! Why does she have to go along with this shit and waste a valuable resource for a guy she doesn’t fucking CARE ABOUT?!

She’s lived every moment of her life for someone else, everything she wants and everything she does is for someone else. She’s done everything for everyone and this is what she gets?!

She can’t go back, because there’s nothing left for her. Not back home, and not here. There’s nowhere for her to turn, so she chooses to run.

“Everyone’s gonna be mad at me. I can’t go back to the group, I can’t go back to the real world. I burned the bridges, so I just have to go, okay?”

[auviergine]

I'M THE QUIET YOU'VE BEEN LONGING FOR

[vinnybox]

Unspoken

The thought of Maxwell kissing Wilson's scar from when he sliced his palm to build the portals has plagued me for the past few days...

[323cutie]

the thought of wooyoung taking you on a drive to help “clear your mind” but it ends up with him balls deep in you while you sit on his lap. he just scolds you for your whining and quiet moans

bratty dom wooyoung save me. Save me bratty dom wooyoung.

"Told you a drive would help."

Wooyoung's words barely register. You can't even think, too focused on the heat of his hands on your sides, the glint of his eyes in the late sunset, the leather of his car seats sticking to your skin. "Sh-shut up," you say, gasping when he rolls his hips up into yours. He pouts at you, but you know it's fake.

"So mean," he murmurs, sliding his hands to your back and pulling you close so you're chest to chest. "That any way to treat me? I helped you, didn't I?"

You can't think.

His cock feels too good in you, a delicious amount of pressure that fills you up. And fuck, he's got a point -- it's been a rough week, and he offered to take you on a drive; up through the mountains just to clear your head. Guess he's right there: not a single thought in your mind except for how you want more. You don't even know how long it's been since you pulled up into the scenic overview.

"Wooyoung," you sigh out, grinding against him. His breath catches and you try to commit the sound to memory. You rest your forehead on his, breathe in his cologne, catch a whiff of his shampoo. "More."

Wooyoung hums. "I don't know, baby," he responds, putting distance between the two of you just so he can move the hair out of your face. His lips are so pink, you want to kiss him again. And again. "Been awfully rude to me. Don't you think I deserve a thank you?"

Oh, this brat. You huff and open your mouth, but he offers a strong thrust right as you go to speak, the words coming out of your throat a garbled mess instead. You hands claw into his shoulder and he hisses, but you know he likes it.

"What was that? Didn't quite catch it."

He's grinning. You want nothing more than to ride him into oblivion just to prove your point, but you know how this game with Wooyoung goes -- and you'd be lying if you said you didn't enjoy it just as much as him. With a shuddering breath, you all but plead, "t-thank you, Wooyoungie, now please --"

Wooyoung moans like he's in your position (though if you're lucky, he will be soon) and then giggles. "'Course, sweetheart," he pants, immediately holding you steady on top of him with one hand on your hip and starting a stable pace, as best he can in the backseat. His other hand makes its way up your torso until it reaches your neck, gently squeezing once he gets a grip. You swear your eyes roll all the way back into your head. "That wasn't so hard, right? Now I'm gonna make you feel so good. Let's see if you can stay quiet, hmm?"