#I gave up yesterday

[ace-detectiv3]

Exam is done but the only thing I keep feeling is not relief, just dread

[justcallme-ange]

Look I couldn’t resist, it’s kind of perfect…

[aurumdoesthings]

happy 5th anniversary epithet!!! such a funny and joyful show with such a lovable and cute cast and lovely designs that are so fun to draw. everyone thank my minion @pupbeat who did the shading ^_^

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[hustlebonezzz]

EldenGirlTober | Day 13 & 14 - Nepheli & Roderika

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[outofcontextdanandphil]

Childhood sheep lore

[xieliancore]

jude x cardan doodle!!

[chiquilines]

Found a new brush and i love it so much!! The togachako just happened

[trashogram]

Undoubtably you cannot have sexy times with Lucifer in a bubble bath because he will wanna bring the bath toys and he will wanna play mermaids and it just gets way too distracting.

[love-archer]

'𝔻𝕖𝕧𝕚𝕝𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣'𝕤 𝔽𝕒𝕧𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖'  𝔦𝔰 𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔤. . . ! ♡ Tune in for a lucky sight~! ♡

♡.Obey me! ♡♡.NSFW!! Non-con(?) ♡♡♡. Brain is flooded with camboy!Mammon <3 My own mind scares and amuses me 🥴

♡ One of many things about Mammon is that he has held up a lot of jobs, quick-riches schemes, scams, did ‘favors’ for a price, the likes.... ♡ But this particular job is one of his favorites, not only is it fun, it gets him a lot of tips in a night ♡ and it includes extra thinking of you, His muse, his obsession, you.....what a being. What a person. Now staring as his inspiration

♡ With all his reasons whirling in his head, so why the hell not activate his DevilStar account again?

♡ After he set up the camera, the lens aiming at his crotch, his abs peeking slightly. Deathly washed-off grey jeans showing his bulge, his hands rubbing his inner-thighs as the viewers flooded in.

♡ "Mmgh..." He leans in his seat, spreading his thighs for a better visual.

♡ One hand held his trusty D.D.D, finger scrolling down at the folder of you, locked and hidden inside folders of folders

♡ The said folder featured all the close ups he took of your bending down. Ones with your night shirt down your shoulder. Pictures he took when he couldn't sleep and you invited him over, of you sleeping, shirt ridden up your chest. Fuck, he’d pay anything to cum on that….

♡ Won’t you like that? His mouth on your skin, bitting you, gifting you dents in the flesh. Tasting you. Mammon saddled over you, one hand holding your fragile ones above your head, bonded tightly. His hips over yours, your so not innocent sleep shirt ridden up to your collarbones, his other hand stroking up and down his weeping cock. Alabaster drops landing on your stomach, rolling down your hot skin and dirtying you.

♡ He licks his lips, the camera capturing his tented pants, his thumb and pointer finger rubbing the tip of it, chest heaving. His free hand caressed up his chest, the dim light catching around his now exposed pierced nipple. "Mmmh.....yeah."

♡ He swallowed immediately once the image of you flooded his mind. So pretty, so....obedient on your knees. Your susceptible body amid his spread thighs. Hands tied behind your back with his shimmering gold necklace, blindfolded. His hand gripping the base of his cock, eyes drinking the sight of you, pressing the tip against your lips.How fun would you be to use...Mm, to mark.

♡ "Fuck......" He hisses, looking down as his pants, his cum spurting against the fabric, darkening it, making a mess. No doubt leaving stains. His viewers didn't miss this, the generous tips came running in as did the comments.

❦ © love-archer 2022, all rights reserved ❦ @hoesoflamentation as promised 😋💞

[peachducy]

"When Sycamore left when he was a child, he read his parents' books at home, packed all of his things, went out on a sunny afternoon, and while watching the flowing clouds he thought "I'll buy some glasses". And then, he left home for good."

[meangreennunseen]

Magnus on his way to fuck with Guilliman.

Corvus on his way to fuck with Lorgar

Do you think Warp-fucked/traitor Primarchs ever crossed eachother over their 10'000 years spent in Immaterium? Because I do think that happened once or twice and I find it quite hilarious.

[kagoutiss]

as if it was never there at all.

[al-luviec]

I got so insanely mad while drawing this

+ closeup and normalness

[swagveryswagamazinf]

fro the qsmp cinema thingy¡¡

[nintenka]

DAYS OF MISCHIEF 2024

happy halloween! 🕯️🎃

i tried my best to squeeze in a halloween piece before it was too late LMAOO

[lovebunnie]

if erik had let him, charles wouldve told him not to remove the bullet.

he wasnt a doctor but he knew the basics. dressing wounds came with dealing with teenage mutants and it came with being the stepson of kurt marko. charles always knew where the first aid kit was.

a flicker of a memory came to him: raven standing in his doorway with her skin slightly shifting as she lost control over her tears. she had just torn one of her dolls and charles sat up quickly, reminding her in hushed tones as to not wake mother how to sew it up, asking nurse raven for the needle and thread while she giggled and called him dr charles like it was their own secret. he liked when she asked for his help, back when he could still give it and she was willing to listen. charles pushed the memory outwards but felt it drop like a lead balloon; raven was crying in his mind and in his memory.

there were simple steps to take that charles wouldve gladly shown erik through if this situation was happening to anyone but himself.

the bullet was lodged in his spine, it was keeping the blood at bay. one wrong move from untrained hands and charles would be lucky to pass quickly. no, it had to stay right where it was. but he was screaming and erik was sorry and the distant booms of falling missiles shook the beach and charles tried but-

erik wasnt there. he was cradling charles to himself but his mind was muted, completely lost to charles and if he has a voice that wasnt screaming he would have begged erik to keep the bullet there because it was all that was keeping him alive. erik wasnt listening. erik wasnt thinking. erik always struck first, he acted with passion when it came to what he cared about and charles knew erik loved him and how cruel it was to finally realize, here and now, how deeply erik loved him.

please, charles thought alongside his vocal scream, don’t let him remove the bullet, dont let him try, someone stop him, erik, erik, erik—!

but it wasn’t enough. charles felt the metal bullet shift and suddenly there was more blood on eriks hands, something in charles was severed and distantly he felt himself going cold.

that bullet, the one moira had fired and erik had manipulated, laid delicately in eriks shaking palm and charles felt so hopeless. if erik wasnt wearing that helmet, charles could have told him what he had just done.

but he couldnt do that. instead, charles told him the truth. there was nothing left for them, it didnt matter anymore what was happening between them, they didnt want the same things at all.

eriks face, usually so vivid and bright, turned cold. charles almost felt sorry but found himself beginning to lose any feeling at all.

adrenaline was a hell of a drug and once the lingering stench of sulfur was beginning to dissipate, charles realized how cold he still was under the blinding sun. he tried to move to stand on his own and found he couldn’t even twitch.

charles stuttered on his revelation to moira and he wondered if erik knew what he was doing all along, knew just what ripping the bullet he lodged into his spine would do to him.

but no, every twitch of eriks fingers to manipulate the metal bullet was done with love, even his punches to the face didnt feel hateful. erik was angry but he was so much more than his anger. charles knew erik would have never shot him on purpose, just like charles could never shoot erik in their training when he had asked. he loved erik even as he laid on the beach, and erik loved him as he ripped the bullet he put into his spine out of charles.

erik took the bullet with him as he left them all on the beach, and charles wondered what weapon the metal would be made into along the way.