#7mins

[mikephillipsart]

#08 #7mins #sketch #sketchbook #mikephillipsart #character (at Parkton, Maryland) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cnz070VuQSv/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[mblue-art]

and then we unceremoniously get shoved into a closet for 7 mins after the game (😳)

(based on this)

[tgtbata]

widowers

[linianni]

Koleda Belobog

[emeraldotter]

blues

[1mbacknbetta]

My love Kyoya again 😍❤️

[solcarow]

fanart i drew of kim dokja dying in a glue trap

[hundredowls]

more life draws yippeeee

[sillybouquetoflillies]

i cant sleep so um here u go

[inkrabbit]

Mary Goore

You're almost surprised when she calls out their name. You knew Mary. Hell, you know their band and had even joined them for a tour, helping move equipment.

Your heart raced as you watched him sit up, a mischievous grin on his face. They said goodbye to their bandmates and sauntered over to you, playfully taking your hand and bringing it up to his lips, lightly kissing your knuckles.

"Shall we?" You hold his hand, following him to the storage closet. Mary's always been a flirt, especially to you. You wrote it off as harmless, friendly fun in the past but now that you're alone with them, in such a small, cramped room, you can't help but feel anxious. Your heart refused to slow down as the door shut, engulfing you both in darkness, and you felt the heat rise to your cheeks when Mary's breath wafted against your skin. He smells like the bar and cigarettes. That's not too surprising since you're sure their shift had just ended before they came to the party. What was surprising was the hint of cologne. It wasn't strong and you can only assume they put it on to try and mask the smell of alcohol. In fact, if you remembered correctly, this was the same cologne DD wore.

"Sorry. Am I making you uncomfortable?" Mary's soft voice cuts through the silence, pulling you out of your thoughts. You notice how he shuffles back, letting out a soft grunt when you hear the unmistakable sound of him bumping into the metal shelves.

"It's okay," The words tumble out of your mouth and while you would never verbally admit it, you miss them being so close to you. "I just... didn't think we would get paired."

"Is that a bad thing?" Mary's voice is playful but there's an underlying sound of hurt to it. Of course it's not a bad thing. You had liked him ever since you met him.

"Of course it's not. I was worried I would get paired with someone I didn't like," you explain. Even though it's dark in the storage room, you can practically see the grin that spreads across their face.

"Well, I've never played this before," he tells you, taking his time to explain, like he's worried about pushing any potential boundaries. "but I've heard what happens in here. Is that... something you'd be interested in?"

You hesitate, feeling your breath catch in your throat. You give a shy nod, only to stammer out a verbal response when you remember Mary can't see in the darkness. "Y-yeah. I am."

It takes a few seconds but you feel lithe fingers on you, a hand cupping your cheek as the other gently holds onto your shoulder as you're pulled in. Their plush and chapped lips brush against yours, almost hesitant, and you lean in further, kissing him fully. Their hands stay where they are and you move yours to gently cup their face as well, feeling the prickle of stubble beneath your touch.

The kiss isn't what most people would expect from a punk like Mary. It's not hungry or aggressive. There's no knocking of teeth or their tongue shoving past your lips to get inside your mouth. In fact, the kiss is slow and gentle, both of you taking this time to get used to each other. You're surprised with how sweet Mary is being. Even when his arm circles your waist and pulls you closer, he leaves some room between you two so you're not pressed against him. You take initiative and press your body against theirs, feeling the warmth of their body against yours.

When the door opens and light floods in, Mary is reluctant to pull away, their signature scowl cementing itself on his face.

"Times up." Of course it is. Surprisingly, Mary keeps a firm hold on your hand, pushing past the woman and escorting you back over to his bandmates. They just give you a smile, softly greeting you as you take a seat in Mary's lap, feeling their arms embrace you. They're still being gentle but it's clear you won't be leaving their side anytime soon.

[lexa-griffins]

Is nerd Clarke nervous about the first time she goes down and eats out popular Lexa? I can see Lexa showing Clarke what she enjoys to calm down her anxious gf

Oh she absolutely is!

Lexa has done all of this before. And Clarke is scared that maybe if she cant please her like this Lexa will lose all interest in her. Not to mention how much Clarke wants to be good at this and how much she wants to make Lexa feel good.

The moment she gets Lexa's dripping pussy in front of her Clarke is staring at it like she is seeing the gates of heaven. And then she freezes. She wants nothing more than to taste Lexa and at the same time what if she fucks it up right at start? She's seen the guides, might have licked the air to dry and follow them but now its the moment of truth and she cannot move.

But then a hand falls on her head and scratches it gently and she looks up at Lexa looking at her so so kindly.

"Its okay love, I'll guide you. If you don't like doing it, we'll stop ok?"

Immediately Clarke shakes her head in a panic, "No, no no, I want to do it Lexa!" She is not about to miss her opportunity to bury her face between Lexa's legs, absolutely not.

Lexa smiles and awkwardly bends down to kiss Clarke because she half sits up against the pillows and opens her legs wides.

"Start with a lick. We'll go from there."

Now, Clarke is no prodigy... but she definitely has talent. And Lexa tells her that, over and over again as she tells her how to move her toungue, the circles around her clit, the long licks across her slith, the teasing on Lexa's entrance.

"Wrap your lips around my clit love. Please." Its the last order Lexa gives her and Clarke seems to be able to take it from there, a smile plastered on her face as she feels Lexa getting closer and closer, her hands on her girlfriend's strong thighs, soothing her. She takes the reigns from there, pride taking over her as she feels the gush of Lexa's orgasm on her chin. She soft circles Lexa's clit to help her ride out the waves of her orgasm, more confident in her movements now.

"That was so fucking good Clarke. You're so good love." Lexa manages out, breathless. A giggle leaves her immediately after as Clarke places a wet long kiss across her pussy, dragging her dripping chin over Lexa's stomach and chest, continuing to kiss her until she reaches her lips, turned on beyond belief at the moan Lexa gives her as soon as she tastes herself on Clarke's lips.

"You're adorable." Clarke tells Lexa mid kiss, completely enamored with how beautiful her girlfriend looks post-orgasm, dropping eyes lids and parted lips, a sweaty forehead and red cheeks.

Lexa says nothing. Instead opting for pulling Clarke for another kiss with a smile on her face, wrapping her legs around her girlfriend's waist, moaning ever so slightly when Clarke's dick touches her still sensitive clit before reaching down to touch it and aligning it with her entrance.

"Your turn love."

[rozaceous]

we talk abt si's as wish-fulfillment and power fantasy bc they get to be smart and special and have op powers or whatever and i'm like, that's all fine, don't get me wrong, but uh. how abt mine are able-bodied the whole time????

[apathbacktoyou]

Züge, die auf Anschlussreisende warten: die in denen ich sitze und dann wegen der Verspätung durchs Warten meine Anschlüsse verpasse

Züge, die nicht auf Anschlussreisende warten: Züge, in die ich einsteigen will

[spizgany-lipejs]

For some it might be just a red t-shirt but for me this is peak 00s european gay club fashion and you can't take it away from me.

[gioscott]

Saiki Kusco would have the absolute worse time of his life sitting at the same table as L and Light on like a desert outing.

Like this idea has me literally vibrating, shaking like a purring cat.

Short write-up thoughts in italics!

My name is Saiki Kusco and I'm a PSI user

I accidentally got involved with a weirder bunch then normal, and if you've been keeping track of my story that should say something.

"What kind of desert did you want, on me." L says dryly

Light pulls a menu to his face "I'm not sure yet"

From a normal humans perspective this is a totally normal gathering of college students, but not for a PSI user l, I see, feel and hear things a little differently then others. Most importantly I can hear their thoughts as clearly as if they were speaking them

"Dammit this is clearly another test to see if I am Kira!"

Did I mention I happened to be sitting with the biggest serial killer of all time, almost disturbing enough to skip out on the free coffee jelly...almost

"This shop is known for their Apple Turnovers, yes L I can deduce your whole plan, Gods of Death love apples, so if I order the apple dish I am Kira, but if I purposely order something else to avoid suspicion it be a clue as well wouldn't it! Lucky me I have a plan!"

This man is giving me a serious migraine and the creepy one with the bags around his eyes is just as bad.

"Light Yagami I know your smart enough to deduce the ploy with the apple dish, you don't realize the fact your "not sure" about your order makes you a half percent more suspicious by the second, Light Yagami would know what to order before he walked in, the apple dish obviously it's a one in a lifetime opportunity to eat a desert so highly rated. Only if Light Yagimi was Kira would he hesitate."

Good grief why was I even invited, I telepathic broadcast my order, a coffee jelly.

"Really?" Light asks "Did you know this place is known for their apple desert you should really get one of them."

"This is exactly why I suggested Saiki come along, one person not ordering the signature is odd, two means that YOU miscalculated L!

Don't use me in your plan you egotistical bastard.

[1mbacknbetta]

Kyoya ❤️, 7min member (favorite member)

Full video here, everyone gets tickled