#☠︎︎. angels

[hysterotic]

Omggggg, I will kiss you senseless if you write ghostface baji

with kazutora as the 2nd ghostface ohhh yup yup yup

[rqmax]

Happy Disability Pride Month

Yeah i count Tranabled people too ^^

Happy Pride for:

The ones we lost

Beings with Sensory Disabilities

Beings with Psychiatric Disabilities

Beings with Invisible and Undiagnosed Disabilities

Beings with Neurodiverse Disabilities

Beings with Physical Disabilities

And also to:

Beings with Transabilities

Beings with Sensory Transabilities

Beings with Psychiatric Transabilities

Beings with Xenic Transabilities

Beings with Neurodiverse Transabilities

Beings with Addictive Transabilities

Beings with Multi Transabilities

Beings with Changing Transabilities

Happy Pride for EVERYONE

*~Max

[fallenvampyra]

Sanguis et Cinis’ Celine Celia Angel for X-TRA-X

[muchi13kitty]

THE ℕOI ℜOMULUS ℘RINCE (PRINCE)

(PLEASE DON'T GO INTO HIS ROOM)

I'll give you some advice if you don't want me to kill you. The easiest way to defeat THE ℕOI ℜOMULUS ℘RINCE is to pour holy water on it, it is its weakness

Gift for @technically-a-kiwi

Well I also have a photo of what The Noi looked like when I was a child

The Noi baby is a jackalope that's why he has small deer antlers

well as an extra I also made this drawing

BELEN ANGEL

She is a little 5-year-old girl with a tender voice. She died because of her alcoholic father who drowned his own daughter. BELEN ANGEL is from Spain, she is a cherub, she has the ears and tail of a desert mouse gerbil, she has tap dancing shoes and a small floating hat. The Noi has not been able to kill Belen Angel because she is very powerful

By the way, I also created my own tower and it is this one

THE TOWER OF DARKNESS NIGHTMARE ☠️

This is not pizza tower but STAR SUPER ADVENTURES there we destroyed 30 tower this tower is the most grotesque and has 2000 bone doors that are levels and STAR SUPER ADVENTURES stops being a colorful world to a very violent and terrifying one

FAKE MEADOW BIG 2 She looks like a demon but she is not. She will help us defeat that tower. She makes oil from human blood but FAKE MEADOW BIG 2 does not like killing humans and that is why she will help us in our mission, which is to defeat the last tower.

Then I will make more drawings, whether of a character that is an angel or a demon.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN !

[helldustedstories]

With pride month on the horizon, let's talk characters and their sexualities and gender identities! While these are different, they're both part of the community, and it's important to discuss, especially when talking about those who are more marginalized.

Starting with canon characters!

Angel Dust - The way I write Angel is homosexual and demiromantic. Which means that he is attracted to men and does not form romantic attachments without first forming an emotional connection. I also write him as genderqueer, which means he's not entirely cis. He likes to play around with gender and gender expression, but doesn't necessarily have or want a different label, though he might figure something else out down the line.

Asmodeus - Ozzie is pansexual, demiromantic, and genderfluid. He is attracted to any and all genders, but again only forms romantic attachments with an emotional connection. This also means he's on the ace spectrum! And as far as his gender goes, while he frequently presents as male and mostly uses masculine pronouns, there are absolutely days where that is not the case. Sometimes he prefers to present more femme, and he might decide to use feminine pronouns that day. Or he might present more femme, while sticking with masculine pronouns. Another possibility is more androgynous, in both presentation and pronouns. The possibilities are honestly endless. He's just Ozzie, no matter what, and that's what's important.

Charlie - While she is bisexual and biromantic, Charlie is sapphic-leaning. Which means that she prefers partners who are not men. Because "bi" in her case does not mean "only men and women;" it is simply the label she is comfortable with, the one she vibes with.

Husk - While most people would judge him based on appearances and think he's straight, Husk is pansexual and demiromantic. It really doesn't matter what's in someone's pants, as far as he's concerned. Romantic relationships are a whole different story, and he's had far fewer of those, especially after ending up in Hell.

Lucifer - The King of Hell is pansexual and panromantic; he sees someone attractive and does the "oh no, they're hot" meme regardless of gender. He's also not entirely cis, but doesn't really have a label for that part of himself. Maybe he'll settle on one later, but for now, he's fine just being Lucifer.

Moxxie - This particular imp is bisexual, biromantic, and polyamorous! Moxxie is also demiboy, which means that, while he does vibe with the gender he was assigned at birth, there are times where he Does Not. He's exploring that part of himself, with support from Millie, and also through discovering different parts of himself within the terms of their ethical nonmonogamy.

Stolas - Prince Stolas of the Ars Goetia is homosexual and demiromantic. Which again means that he is only attracted to men, and does not form romantic attachments without an emotional connection. In his case, he also finds it difficult to be sexually attracted to someone without an emotional connection, which also puts him on the ace spectrum, both sexually and romantically. Additionally, though he has not had a chance to explore his gender on any level, really, that is something that will likely happen in the future.

Vortex - While Tex is probably the most cis muse on this list, he is definitely not the straightest. This hellhound is pansexual, panromantic, and polyamorous! He's had relationships with all sorts of people; he's chill as long as his partner is chill. Unlike Moxxie, he has had romantic relationships with multiple partners at once, as long as all parties involved are aware and amenable.

And now for my OCs!

Ardor - Another pansexual, panromantic, polyamorous muse! While he is pan, Ardor tends to be male-leaning. He's had multiple partners in the past, though his primary partner will always be Zeal.

Cain - Pansexual and demiromantic, Cain doesn't have much of a preference as far as partners go. He hasn't had that many romantic relationships, falling on the aromantic spectrum; he just hasn't really been interested, instead focusing his time on making sure Hell remains fed.

Echo - The definition of genderfluid. Echo's presentation is usually androgynous or masc-leaning, as they were AFAB in life. They're also pansexual and panromantic, which means that they're very much into just about anyone.

Johnny - While he didn't necessarily know the proper terms to describe himself when he was alive, Johnny is both bisexual and biromantic. Like Charlie, this just means that this is the label he prefers. He does tend to lean more into women, but he would be equally as happy with someone of any gender, as long as they treated him well and appreciated him properly.

[feixiiao]

defaulting to he/him when ur talking about somebody even if ur unsure ab their gender is hella fucking annoying dont do it on me at all i go by she/her and nothing else ☠ yall do know that they/them can be singular because its literally basic english right? you use they/them on somebody if you dont know or you're uncertain of their gender, not just if you or someone else prefers using it. its always boys too who does this. like not everyone you meet or talk about is a guy or goes by he/him just use they/them. it doesnt make u look cool it makes u look like a dumbass. they/them is gender neutral now shut the fuck up jfc

[helluvahotpot]

@hazbintales

So- Hazbin twt released this clip a while back to introduce Lucifer- and Im like 110% sure they know what they are doing 🧎‍♂️✨

Angel's probably in for a surprise tho...

[bloodtwin]

@starcunin sent:

[ also this one 👀👀 ] “Good boy.”

source: call my muse a good boy/girl. :3c

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Maybe he . . . misheard the vampire. No, no- Astarion is always saying things like that. Things that get Puck's heart beating against his chest, his blood pumping, thoughts on fire, sweat . . . sweating. ( Poetry has never been his strong suit. ) The point is, Astarion said what Puck heard, and he said it on purpose.

Red in the face, Puck promptly drops the severed arm in his mouth. With his jaws, he had ripped it clean off some poor soul's shoulder in combat because they got far too close to Astarion. He had no idea what it was, but the rogue brought out a far UGLIER side of him than the others did when it came to danger. ( Iago could give him a run for his money, though . . . )

They didn't see him coming. Having turned invisible from a previous kill, he snuck up, teeth bared & snarling once he got his paws on them. Grab, bite, pull. Astarion dealt the killing blow, but Puck played as a distraction, snagging himself a little treat for later in the process. That's when those words came out of the vampire's mouth: Good boy.

Severed arm now on the ground, Puck stares at Astarion with a slack jaw & a mouth gushing blood. He has to stop his hips from wiggling like they always try to do when he gets too excited. Those stupid phantom tail wags he gets. Make him look ridiculous.

❝ I, uh . . . Sure. Sure thing. ❞ Tips of his ears turn red now, too. ❝ Just- uh, just thought I'd lend an arm. Hand. I meant hand. Lend a hand. ❞

[rcjoice]

@nearestend liked for a kissy starter!! (part two)

they haven't been doing this long, the sneaking around. maybe a few weeks. maybe less. maybe more. but a few weeks of secret kisses and private moments had led to this, ashton sitting in the back of her car with her arms around his neck. they're tangled in each other in the back of some parking lot, ashton peppering her jaw and neck with soft kisses. "is this okay?" he always asks, even if she's said yes a hundred times.

[redcherrykook]

ִֶָ── ࣪ ִֶָ🦇་༘࿐ Kinktober D4- toys (fem rec.)

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content: JK spoiling oc with orgasms, he's so sweet in this awh, vibtator and dildo usage, penetration missionary, sweet dirty talk, praise, making out, jk comes on her tits <3

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Completely naked beneath your half naked boyfriend, you feel the burning need to be touched only increasing

"you can take it sweetheart, you're a good girl" carefully, his large hands run down your sides, rubbing small cricles when resting on your bare hip

"I don't know kook, what if it's too much?" Your little mumble leaves your lips shyly, arms wrapping around his neck to pull his face closer, burrying your face in the crook of his neck, protectively, one of his hands rubs down your back

"Remember your safe word?"

"mhm"

"Good", he says, "use that if you wanna stop. I promise you'll like it angel" soothingly, your fingers move in his hair, threading through the gentle strands

He lets you rest like that for a moment before grabbing the pink little nub from the bedside table,

"Gonna start with this, you know this one baby, easy okay? Gonna make you feel so so good, i'd never hurt you" he mumbles, running his unoccupied hand on your thigh while he starts kissing your neck, grazing your skin with his lips

The quiet buzzing noise fills up your ears before feeling the vibrations on your needy clit, stimulating you in the way you've been yearning for

"Mhh! yes, hmm.." your moans tumble out, making jungkook smile against your neck,

"Yeah? Feels good baby? You like this?" He teases, increasing the intensity on the little toy, slowly starting to rub it in small circles

Hands gripping on his shoulders, you nod frantically, whining little moans into his hair while he keeps pressing kisses to your neck,

Jungkook's left hand moves along your body, eventually finding comfort on your hips again, holding you in place

"Tell me angel, tell me how good it feels" he says, pulling himself off your neck to watch the blissfull expression on your face, bottom lip tucked under your teeth, face flushing a light shade of pink

He grins, taking your face in his large hand, still moving the vibrator against you with the other one

Suddenly, he presses the tiny button on the side, making it turn up to max intensity, your eyes roll back immediately, loudly moaning and whining for him to see

"So good kook! So so good- mhhh-yes, yes please- fuck" your rambles continue, tainted with need, legs shaking softly, the clenching in your stomach build up rapidly, having no control over the way it snaps when he speaks,

"Good girl, doing so well"

Finally removing the vibrator from your clit, he presses small pecks to your lips while you breath heavily, coming down from the sudden high,

"All nice and wet now baby, gonna be easy"

Your eyes wander over his hands, in them, a average sized transparent dildo, thick but not that long

He spits on it nonetheless, taking the thick tip to tap your inner thigh,

You open your legs for him immediately, too nervous to look down at what he's doing, your eyes focus on the boner inside his boxers, showing through the material,

His defined torso glistens with sweat, messy brown hair falling from his forhead, and his bicep flexes once he stablizes his arm next to your body, lifting the other one with the toy in his hand

"You're so pretty kook" you mumble, gasping when you feel him rub the toy along your folds, wetting it with your juices

He smiles, biting his lip at the sight between your legs, "thank you, you're so cute. Ready?" he asks sweetly, stopping the toy at your entrance

you nod, clenching the sheets in your hands,

"mhh fuck" you groan, the thick toy slipping into you with ease, slowly, he starts thrusting it into you and drawing it almost all the way back out before slamming it back in

"Doing so well, so fucking cute, cutest little pussy" he mutters, licking his lips as he starts pushing the dildo in and out of you faster, deeper,

"Taking it so well... good girl" you can barely hear his sweet voice through your loud moans, whimpering in pleasure with each harsher push back into your drenched cunt

His knees scoot to trap you between them, suddenly you gasp, whining loudly when the familiar buzzing returns, the vibrations meeting your clit while he keeps penetrating the dildo into you, moaning along with your loud cries,

"Fuck! nhh kook! so good oh god- fuck" you whine again, mouth gaping open, he watches you and crashes his lips to yours, letting you hastily kiss him with desperation

Your cries get muffled by the kiss, the pleasure adds up immensely, feeling yourself melting into the bliss, your legs pick up shaking again, clenching around the toy that's rapidly fucking into you

Swearing you loose your vision for a second, everything goes white, your mind clouded and completely blank at the same time,

"hmm baby, cum for me, sound so fucking good" he says, sloppily sucking on your neck while you keep moaning, finally coming undone on the toy, hasty gasps and whimpers leave your mouth

"Enough- nghmm.. please!" you whine and earn a chuckle from him as he puts the buzzing toy away from your oversensitive clit before pulling the thick dildo out of you,

"Awwh.. you're so cute.. did so so well for me didn't you baby? Fuck, you're such a good girl" the praise makes your cheeks flush even harder, his arms wrap around your naked form with a little giggle,

"Please kiss me kook" you mumble, cupping his face with trembling hands,

Without wasting another breath, his lips move to yours again, engulfing you in a warm kiss, his tongue pertrudes through your lips, slipping beneath to wrap around your own, groans of his get dimmed by the kiss,

His position makes you feel just how hard he is, pressed against you, slightly rutting into your skin for some friction

Muttering into the kiss, he speaks again

"Think my girl can handle another one?"

The words get caught in your throat, throbbing between your legs worsening with how he talks to you, so you just nod, biting his bottom lip

Jungkook takes that yes, pushing you down on the bed softly and quickly pulling his hard length out, only making you whimper slightly when looking at how good he looks like this

He enters you immediately, his hands gripping the inside of your spread legs and pushing them upwards, eyes fixated on where his cock rams into your pussy, dissappearing deep into you

"So fucking good, you hear that baby? Listen to how good you feel" he says, grunting and moaning sultry while he keeps fucking all of him into you,

You moan with him, eyes fallen shut from how good you feel, how sensitive your cunt is as he keeps fucking himself into you

"Look at that, taking my cock so well, fuck baby, so fucking pretty" he mutters through a clenched jaw, feeling how you tighten around him before coming down hard on his cock, desperately whining out his name

Pulling himself out, he looks down on your form, body covered in a thin layer of sweat, hair messy and cheeks bright red,

"Wanna come on your tits pretty, fuck- can i?" His hand wraps around him, pumping himself fast over your body

"Yes- please kook" you reply, scooting down lower so he's level with you

He keeps stroking himself until finally, his milky cum splurts down from his swollen tip, covering your chest with the white ropes

Both of you are breathing heavily, coming down from the intensity,

"You did so so well baby, my pretty angel" he mumbles, his lips softly moving against your own, fingers threading through your hair

"So tired kook.. but so good" you chuckle, a tired tone and a little sigh accompanying you

He hums, hoisting you into his arms, "let me bathe you, you deserve it. Did so so well baby"

[crushmeeren]

Can you do kenma x f!reader

Story:

Reader is drunk (and honry), so she starts dirty talking to kenma, and he gets really flustered, and they end up

👉👌👉👌👉👌💦💦

Yeah 🫶😭

Hell yes I can! I’m SO happy you asked for this friend! I’ve been trying to challenge myself and write for more than MHA so this came at the perfect time.

Master List Link

Kenma / Fem Reader.

Everybody involved is aged up/18+.

Warnings; consensual drunk sex, some subby Kenma and he definitely has a praise kink, riding, unsafe sex 𓆩☠︎︎𓆪

Kuroo’s laughter abruptly crackles through Kenma’s headset and god — he wants to reach through his console and strangle the cat looking motherfucker for making them lose…again.

Kenma takes a fortifying breath and seriously considers why he even tries to play video games with Kuroo, knuckles turning white from gripping the controller so violently.

“Kuroo, why the fuck are you still so bad at this game? We’ve played it a million times!”

“Hey! I’m not that bad, I have one ultimate move and you know that!”

There’s a pout in his voice and his dramatics make Kenma’s eyes roll so hard he thinks he could catch a glimpse of his brain.

“Really? Because from where I’m sitting you’re unnecessary deadweight. I would prefer to play with Bokuto and his build is even worse.”

Kuroo’s over the top gasp and protests fall on deaf ears when Kenma notices a familiar vibration pattern go off against his thigh. His gaze flickers to where his phone rests on the couch cushion beside him and he picks it up, lips stretching into a sweet smile when your name lights up his home screen.

If Kenma’s being honest, he’d been waiting for your text all night. You’d gone out with a few friends for a girls night only and playing with Kuroo was starting to bore him considerably.

You’d let him know you’d be home in about 25 minutes. Kenma bites his lower lip as he reads, beyond amused at the multiple spelling errors and way too many spaces between words in your text.

Yeah, he’s certain you’re wasted.

He types out a quick reply, pocketing his phone in his sweatshirt and tunes back into Kuroo’s irritated voice when he asks if Kenma had been listening to a single word he’d said.

The answer is a resounding no.

You wave goodbye to your friends with a delighted laugh bubbling out of your chest as the Uber drives off down the road. A few hands stick out of the open window to wave back and you grin.

Kenma had offered to pick you up but you were drunk, and for some reason the thought of being separated from your girls in the Uber had made you want to sob.

So, there you are, squinting at your front door as you try to shove the key into the lock. Your fingers don’t seem connected to your brain and your skin is sweltering underneath your clothes. You glance up at the night sky in frustration before the key finally slides home and you sigh in relief.

Once you open the door you’re blasted with frosty air and your shoulders shake with a pleasant shiver. You’re so happy to be home.

Looking further in to the living room you spot your husband reclining on the couch, feet kicked up on the coffee table in front of him. He holds his phone in one hand and turns his head in your direction as you let the door fall shut behind you.

His eyes crinkle when he smiles at you and there’s a softness in his gaze that makes your breath stutter in your chest.

He looks……angelic. Kenma is dressed in an oversized cream sweatshirt with some game logo you don’t recognize on it, silky black athletic shorts and white ankle socks. So nothing new, and maybe you’re drunker than you thought because the sight is stealing the breath from your lungs.

You’re yanked towards him like a magnet, feet shuffling you across your living room before you even realize you’re moving and you smile so hard the apples of your cheeks ache.

“Hey baby, how was your night?” he asks, trying to stifle a laugh when you trip on the edge of the coffee table. He tucks a lock of hair behind his ear and you melt down next to him at the cute display.

“Hi,” you breathe, giggling and resting your head on the back of the couch with a dopey smile. “It was so much fun Kenma! I do wish you could’ve been there though.” The smile melts off your face and your expression morphs into a pout, lower lip pushing out. He arches an eyebrow at you.

“It was a girls night. Besides, being out in a noisy bar is not my idea of a fun time. Talking to people is exhausting enough as it is.”

You lean in close to whisper to him.

“Hmm, I know you’re an inside cat Kenma, but I still wanted to dance with you. Plus, you are pretty like a girl.”

Kenma sputters, gaze darting to the floor before focusing back on you. “You’re just drunk.”

“Well, yes but I’m not that drunk.”

Kenma snorts a laugh and pulls his feet off the table. He rests them on the floor and sits up straight, willing his blush away as he tilts his head to stare down at you with a teasing smirk. He shifts closer and presses a chaste kiss to your forehead.

You hum, and in lieu of an answer you pull away from him. His brows knit together and he eyes you suspiciously.

“What are you doing?”

“Taking off my shoes! I’m gonna straddle you because I’ve been thinking about riding you on this couch all night.”

Kenma doesn’t respond right away and when you finally manage to toe off your shoes, twisting to face him, his cheeks have finally given in and are now dusted with a blush, lips parted slightly while he watches you.

He always gets flustered when you speak so boldly.

You wink at him, maneuvering until you can throw a leg over his hips and settle down heavily in his lap. Kenma’s hands automatically grip the exposed skin your thighs where your dress bunches up.

“Have you?” He asks with a flat tone, but it’s clear your words are getting to him by the way he tilts his head back onto the couch and sneaks his hands up under the hem of your dress to paw at your fleshy hips.

You moan softly when he squeezes you and you nod, licking your top lip lazily and resting your hands on his shoulders. His cock twitches in his shorts and you can easily feel it against your inner thigh.

“You’re just so, so pretty Kenma. I missed you so much.”

His eyelids flutter briefly from the praise and he shifts his weight, tugging you closer until you place your forehead on his.

“I missed you too. Playing with Kuroo was so boring, he sucks.”

“Yeah?” You rub your nose over his. “I bet that pretty cock of yours missed my pussy too, didn’t it baby?”

Kenma’s rosy blush travels down his neck and vanishes under his collar. “Yeah, o-of course.”

You giggle, twirling a string from his sweatshirt around your finger and rolling your hips to drag your panty covered pussy along the length of his cock. He’s as hard as marble now and you reach down to adjust him until the slick tip pokes out of his waistband before continuing to tease him.

He pushes his hips up impatiently to meet your movements, applying pressure to your swollen clit that’s just right and pleasure pulses through your pelvis as you both moan. You pause briefly to push his sweatshirt up to his ribs, leering at his lean stomach and barely there happy trail.

“That’s my boy Kenma, so good for me and so beautiful too,” you say with a breathy sigh. “Should we live stream a video of you like this? You blush so sweetly and your fans deserve to know just how much of a pretty boy you are. How you get so eager for my pussy.”

Kenma squeezes his eyes shut as a lusty moan punches from his chest. “Shit — baby fuck, don’t say that. Jesus, just take your dress off please. I need to see you.” His eyes flash back open, pupils dilated wildly as he pushes your dress up and off you before you can even answer.

You weren’t wearing a bra and your tits bounce gently onto your rib cage. Your husband’s eyes widen before going half lidded, bottom lip sucked behind his teeth as he smoothes his hands up and down your sides.

He gawks at you as if he means to devour you and a thrill races down your spine. The thick alcoholic fog that was clouding your mind has cleared considerably and your only goal is to get what you’ve been craving, the thought echoes like a chant through your mind.

“I’ll never get over the way you look at me when you see my tits.”

Kenma glances up at you in surprise but then you’re kissing him in the next breath. He makes a soft sound of pleasure and tilts his head to kiss you even deeper, biting at your bottom lip and swallowing the moan you give him.

You reach down as you kiss, hooking your fingers in his waistband and tug at the material restlessly. Kenma lifts his hips, allowing you to yank his shorts and briefs down to mid thigh. His cock bobs free and you break the kiss, chest rising and falling deliberately as you squeeze his shoulders.

He traps the tip of his tongue between his teeth and slips your panties to the side when you lift up to your knees. He steadies his cock at the base with his free hand and slides his soft cock head along your clit until you jolt. It parts your lips, catching at the right angle and then you’re sinking swiftly down until your ass meets his thighs without any resistance from your drooling pussy.

The stretch curls your toes in your socks and Kenma throws his head back with a choked off gasp, strands of dark hair sticking to the side of his sweat slick temples. You shift your weight, adjusting to the sensation of being stuffed full and use his shoulders for leverage to lift up halfway before sitting back down.

“Oh! Fuck, you’re always so tight baby. I can’t believe how well you take me,” he says through gritted teeth, rolling his lithe hips up into you because he can’t bare the thought of sitting still any longer.

The first motion makes your finger tips tingle, a surge of warmth churning in your belly as his cock drags deliciously along the inside of your pussy.

“Kenmaaa,” you whine, bouncing in shallow movements on his lap. He hears your unspoken plea and grips your ass, nails creating indentations as he pushes you upwards and lets you fall back down. A low moan spills from you as you hang your head, keeping up at that steady pace with him until your thighs start to burn.

Your sensitive tonight, and a knot winds up tight in lower pelvis faster than you’d like as Kenma studiously keeps his gaze locked on where you swallow his cock whole each time.

Your pussy flutters and Kenma’s eyes flit to your face, taking note of the way your jaw hangs open and your brows pull together as you pant shallowly.

“You’re gonna cum aren’t you baby?”

You nod frantically. “Yes! Please Kenma don’t stop, your cock is so good,” you moan, falling forward to grip the couch on either side of his head.

Kenma halts your motion mid air with a strong grip and you whine at the loss of friction.

“Hold still.”

And then he’s bracing his feet on the floor and thrusting up into you at a brutal pace, one hand on your hip and the other moving down to rub uncoordinated circles into your slippery clit with his thumb.

You cry out his name and the sloppy pressure on your clit is enough to push you over the edge. The muscles in your thighs tense and your mouth opens in a silent scream, Kenma moaning brokenly as he tries to keep his pace.

You’re barely coming down from your high when he jerks you down into his lap, cock kicking and upper half curling forward to shove his forehead against your shoulder as he cums with a gasp.

You slump forward into his chest, bodily squishing him into the couch and pillowing your cheek on his shoulder.

Kenma’s heart thunders in his chest while he catches his breath, rubbing your lower back soothingly and relaxing into the post orgasmic haze settling over both of you.

It’s silent in the background, save for whatever show Kenma had playing before and an undetermined amount of time passes by before you sit up with a coy smile and lock eyes with him.

“Wow Kenma, all this time I knew you had a praise kink but I didn’t realize just how much you love being called a pretty boy. Maybe you should ride me next time?” You tease.

He scrunches his nose up and spanks the side of your thigh sharply in retaliation. You toss your head back in laughter until he huffs loudly, shoving you off his lap onto the couch and tucking himself away.

You laugh even harder, leaping up and stumbling after him with half hearted apologies falling from your lips as he stomps off childishly towards the bedroom.

[hysterotic]

vviillleeee :33

shaaeeeee :3

[rqmax]

I cretaed a transabled subreddit :D

r/transabled

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Link:

r/transabled

[stygicniron]

Nico shoots a side-eyed look at the angel. He has a hunch that he doesn't 'see' at all, although is that even possible? He doesn't even pretend to understand how angels are supposed to work. That is way outside his area of expertise. But he lets the moment pass, nodding slowly as the angel continues speaking, the word nephilim sending an odd buzzing through his ears. He thinks he can remember who they were, faintly recalling hearing the stories read aloud once upon a time, but it was a very long time ago at that, although maybe not so long for an angel.

"Why me? I'd like to know. Usually I blame the gods for this sort of thing, but this feels more complicated," he grumbles.

Wiggling his arms and legs experimentally, he rubs at his forehead for a moment before he tries to stand, the movement mostly successful. Only for him to turn an owlish expression onto the angel again. "Shouldn't you already know the answers to questions like that?" he asks, concern mixing with his voice. He's not going to know how to feel if the angel also doesn't have a clue what's going on.

"sure," he says, as calm and collected as an angel would be, even in the face of some one adhering to this religion rather than another. truth be told, the human faith has always been an institution of mystery to him. so powerful was it, yet every so often used to justify the anger, the hate that came with being human as much as being kind and tender did. so mighty were they, and so flawed. and so were their religions.

"hm, i see." he says, again, leaning back a little bit, and instead looking up, as if looking for an absent sun. "i see." he repeats for good measure, and sighs. "it's alright. it happens sometimes. i mean, i suppose it's got to do with your dual nature, not unlike the nephilim. the whole -- human possessing a power so great they barely know how to contain it, control it, or even use it without overexerting their human self. kind of. i have to admit i have only ever met a few the likes of you. why you?" he pauses, looking at the boy again.

"why me?" he poses another question and sighs, "sorry, it's not my place to ask you that, or your place to know the answer. how do you feel? could you stand? could we walk? i always find thoughts do not get as tangled up while walking."

[violentdelightsbaby]

☠︎︎༒ angel of death ༒☠︎

[feixiiao]

why do yall say things without thinking it through just bc u wanna sound funny but end up looking fucking stupid. dont piss me off 😭