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[jinikaris]

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[bunnyb33r]

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[lovelyoliviasblog]

HAPPI EARLY BIRTHDAY TOO MEEEEE💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖

Generally very proud of this drawing I love it very much! :3

(the cake is a lemon cake with raspberry in the middle and cream cheese frosting)

I can't believe it I'm turning 15 technically next week but yeah-

:'3

I'm very grateful and happy for all of your guys's support and love I honestly didn't expect to make so many friends here it generally amazes me how many people care about me here and all I have to say is thank you you guys are awesome and I hope we stick together for years to come <3

You guys always make my day better and you guys are the reason I'm still going and I will keep going for you guys I love and appreciate y'all so much I don't know what to say (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

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@anna-cute-049 @astrodrawz @i-am-xp-64 @fluffypuppy56 @psychicvoidtale @bricknoizez @m00nsworldsstuff @ella-the-fella @ethan-torchios-bitch @ermwhatthefilp1 @weirdsillycreature @jayceeartz @olivia-art-stuff @robertskyswifeyyy @that-unspeaking-sky-kid

[mrsoharaa]

“Hey Suguru, do you have tattoos? You know, besides the one on your arms?” You ask with a lilt of suggestive eyes and a coy tone. He smiles, stands up to his feet and turns his back towards you. Removes his sweatshirt and pulls his long extravagant raven hair onto his left broad shoulder, exposing the intricately detailed and beautifully inked dragon extending all the way down his muscular, wide back.

A withered gasp staggers at the base of your throat, greedy dilated pupils flow all over the gorgeous well drawn ink decorating all over his well sculpted back. Lacing over every detail and contract of muscle flaunting in your hungry gaze. He smiles to himself, feeling your heated gaze scour intently all over his painted back. Purposely flexes his back and shoulder muscles just to hear that cute little tight breath slip past your tempting lips.

“Does that answer your question angel? Or do you want to see more?” He insinuates with a weight of flirtation lingering his smooth voice, grinning mischievously as he watches your eyes pry ever so mindlessly and utterly enthralled at his spacious back. The prominent heat in your cheeks only fueling his ego into luring you further into his witty whims and flirtation.

He absolutely loved the attention and strong hold he had on you, just by a simple work of literal art basking his delicate skin. And the fact that he knew you had a thing for backs.

[leslieseveride]

"it's like penguins. penguins, in nature, when one is sick, or when one is very injured, the other penguins surround it and prop it up. they walk around it until that penguin can walk on it's own. that's kind of what the cast did for me." — matthew perry about his fellow friends.

[syrupsyche]

bro!! your art is such a joy to come across on my dashboard. hope you find a good wish today!

thank you so so much for your lovely words 🥺🫶 i love seeing u in my notifs too; you've rly made my day! here's an exR as thanks:

(from my modern AU designs of them :3)

[franklyimissparis]

truly obsessed with paul’s dedication to openly acknowledging that dear friend is about john but also absolutely refusing to speak about the line “i’m in love with a friend of mine”. the man has spoken about the meaning of literally every single other line except for that one and i respect it (despite how nosy i am)

[kisses4kaia]

if you can please do one where charlie gets caught jerking off to pictures of reader 😞🙏🏽

a/n; absofcknlutely i have so many thoughts?? ALSO KEEP THE REQS COMING !!!!! fem reader 💋, 17+ nsfw content .

a picture of me and the thought 📸 - c, walker ,,

time seemed to pass slower than molasses during study hall. it was the last period of the day and there was nothing to do at all.

"you're totally full of shit, kirbs. y/n, don't you think charlie is kind of cute?" jill turned to talk to you. you picked up your head from off the desk and looked at her.

"hm?" you were far too tired to be asked any question right now. jill rolled her eyes. "charlie. do you think he's cute?"

you pondered for a second before giving a small nod of your head. "i think it's the hair, i would love to tug on it" you cracked a half-hearted smile, not wanting to come off as a total bitch.

"ha! see? i told you," jill continued rambling to her blonde friend.

charlie, who sat a few seats behind you, overheard the conversation, and the thought of you pulling on his locks whilst he tasted you, or even got to fuck you flooded his mind.

he felt his pants get tighter and was silently begging for the alarm to ring.

after what seemed like forever, the bell finally sounded and caused an uprising of every student, and the hallways began to fill.

"oh, and don't forget! you have a group project if you're in mrs. smith's class!" the teacher whom was supervising the period called out to the teenagers itching to go home.

you groaned at this. it wasn't too bad, though. jill, kirby, robbie, and charlie were in your group.

"shit, whose place are we going to work on the project at?" kirby spoke as your group assembled around your lockers.

"my place is free tonight. everyone meet at 7?" charlie raised his hand. you nodded. "cool, see you all then." you immediately went for the exit and finally left.

as you dreamt of cotton candy clouds and sugar wafers, you hear a blaring noise from your phone, which lay beside you on your bed.

"fuck!" you immediately scrambled out of bed when you saw the alarm title which read "6:15, meet at charlie's".

he told you guys to meet at 6! you were totally late.

you threw your hair up and tossed on whichever pieces of clothing you could find scattered across your floor.

you did a quick once over in the mirror and realized your choice of clothing was a pair of denim shorts and a low cut crop-top. of course, you pick the sluttiest outfit you possibly could've.

you couldn't be bothered to be bothered about it, so you slipped on your shoes and hurried out of your house.

as you pulled up to charlie's house not even 5 minutes later, you noticed only 1 car in the driveway. weird, where is everybody?

you approached the front door and rang the doorbell. no answer. you softly pressed your knuckles against the door and tapped your fist against the wood. still, no answer.

this was definitely illegal, but you then tried to just.. open the door. when it worked, you cautiously stepped through the frame.

you looked around and tried to find charlie's room.

"charlie?" you called out. again, no answer. this was starting to feel like a game of cat and mouse.

it was then you heard a soft noise from down the hallway.

you approached the door, which was half-cracked open and the sight widened your eyes.

"fuck, y/n... mhm, yeah, don't stop," the words left his lips with unbelievable ease.

he was naked, chest rising and falling as his left hand pumped up and down his length, whilst his right was in front of his face, seemingly holding a polaroid picture.

he didn't own a polaroid camera, but you did. your mind flashed to last year's stab-a-thon, in which you brought your camera and took many pictures of yourself and charlie, and only let him keep one.

it couldn't be. the guy you've been slowly falling for jerking off to the thought of you, the sight of you? no shot.

you were so deep in thought that you didn't even realize that you leaned forward and swung the door wide open. you stumbled into the room, alerting him of your presence

his eyes which were once half-lidded, were now wider than grapefruits. his cheeks flushed a deep maroon.

"y-y/n?! what a-are you doing here?" he immediately went to cover himself up. "uh, it's 6? you said to meet at your place at six?" you said, stifling a laugh.

"7! i said 7!" he exclaimed. oh. you were so tired, you were taking everything anyone said with a general consensus rather than actually retaining it.

"oh. well, um.. pardon me if i read this wrong but, that doesn't change the position we're in, charlie," you hadn't even noticed the heat throbbing in between your legs until you started walking towards the bed.

you sat on the edge, slowly moving to peel his hands off of his crotch. "well, n-no. but-" you cut him off by gently beginning to pet his cock.

"but what? but that you were doing perfectly fine with a picture of me and the thought? right. tell me to stop and i'll stop," you cooed as your hand moved up and down his dick.

he relaxed quickly when you pulled your top off, allowing your breasts to free. he melted into the mattress as you moved to the in-between of his legs.

you moved to allow your mouth onto him, but he stopped you quickly. "wait, wait," he placed his hands on your shoulders, halting your movements.

"what is it, baby?" you sat back, waiting for him to tell you what he wanted. "can you... sit on.. my... face?" he whispered so low that you pretended not to hear it.

"what was that? sorry, i didn't quite catch that," you teased, leaning closer to his face. "can you sit on my face?" he said all at once after a deep breath.

"good boy. yeah, i think i could do that for you," you pressed a small kiss to his lips. his lips chased yours as you pulled away. the whines he elicited were angelic.

you removed all of your other garments and situated yourself above charlie's face, hovering. "ready?" you asked.

wordlessly, he forced your thighs down onto his face. a gasp left your mouth and your hand immediately gravitated toward his hair.

the tug of your hand riveting against his scalp could've made him orgasm untouched. instead, he whimpered against your cunt, which was more like a hum considering you muffled any sound he wanted to make.

his tongue dipped deep into you and explored your walls like his life depended on it. his nose pressed against your clit and an especially loud moan escaped your pretty lips.

you rode his face and desperately chased your high whilst also providing words of praise for the boy beneath you.

it was very soon after that you met it, your release finally washing over you as you let out a relieved sigh.

"fuck, you are so good for me, baby. such a good boy," you praise falling back onto his chest and allowing yourself to see his face.

he was so fucking pretty. every feature looked fucked out and sultry. his lips were pink and plump and his hair stuck to his forehead whilst your arousal dripped down his chin.

the sight was erotic, pornographic, even. "t-thank you," he breathed out, not meeting your line of sight.

a few moments of you catching your breath passed when charlie spoke again.

"shit, it's 6:59!"

[en-dimension]

my daughter seems to enjoy my taste in music.....

[gojooooo]

GUYS?!!!?!,!,??.!,! HELLO????? I’M LOSING MY MIND?????

i don’t think i can properly explain how happy i am to see yuujikuna again, how much it means that something as personal as one’s domain contains his sukuna for yuuji and also how happy yuuji looks in this reality, his smile and the familiarity with which he tells him let’s go, come sparring

[kyouka-supremacy]

Tbh I think fandom's characterization of Akutagawa would improve drastically if people remembered he has a sister

[stinkiesdraws]

[crimsonkenjii-writes]

Showering with Aki Hayakawa after he comes home from a long mission. His whole body is sore and he didn’t have the energy to shower. So you offer to help and he can’t say no to you. Seeing how excited you got at the idea. A vibrant blush spreading across his face as you both stood naked in the shower, facing one another as you slowly lathering the soap in the loofah. Taking his arm and scrubbing him. Your hands gently massaging his sore muscles as you do so. The warm water from the shower head helping soothe his body as well. Your hands smoothing over his wide back and placing a gentle kiss between his shoulder blades that makes him shiver before you start to brush his skin with the soapy loofah. You’re both mostly quiet during your shower. Aki being too tired to speak but also just entranced with you it makes him speechless. His blue eyes watching you carefully as your fingers smooth through his hair, working the shampoo in and massaging his scalp. Telling him to close his eyes as you hold the shower head above him to rinse out the shampoo. Moving his wet hair out of his face as he wipes the water from his eyes. Opening them again to see the most beautiful person smiling up at him. His heart swells at how lovely you are. How good you are to him. He leans down to place a kiss on your lips. “Let me wash your hair too…”

[tyrianludaship]

So I've been yearning over Engie when I should be going to sleep but come on bro

LIKE COME ON. BRO THE WHISTLE. HIM SOUNDING GENUINELY IMPRESSED JUST OAHGGG

[astros-arts-inthestars]

"Think Fast."