#Lil MC

[da-ill-spot]

September 28th // Five Dollar Art Party 2 Year Anniversary // Highland Park, CA // Info

[lostinmycolor]

his touches are gentle. he's a strong man, a lot stronger than you. he could easily toss you around like a ragdoll, squeeze you, spank you. he does sometimes, when you beg so nicely with that sweet voice of yours. because how could he ever say no to you? but most times, he's gentle. he prefers it that way. he handles you like you're made of porcelain, like you'll crumble in his hands if he's a little too rough

his voice is gentle too. it's deep, the timbre strong enough to reverberate through your bones. but he only speaks this softly around you. you deserve to be spoken to like this. you're such a good girl for him, he could never raise his voice at you, even if he were upset. he'd live with a guilty conscious for the rest of his life if he did that.

his breathing is heavy from sudden the absence of the friction as he stops to adjust your position, chest rising and falling vigorously as he wraps his fingers around one of your ankles, carefully lifting it over his shoulder, his free hand gently holding your other leg down against the mattress. you protest softly, wanting him to keep going, and he smiles fondly at the sound of your needy whine.

“i know sweetie, i know,” he says softly, soothingly rubbing your leg that’s now draped onto his shoulder before continuing his gentle ministrations, his hips lightly bumping against yours, the light sound of your bodies colliding joining the sound of your labored breathing and soft moans.

his touches are gentle, just like his love. his love is soft, gentle—quiet, but in a way that speaks volumes. his love is perfect, like when you hear a song that perks up your ears, or eat a food that you were craving for so long. it’s perfect, like when he angles his hips just right to hit that spot inside of you that makes your eyes rolls back, your back arch off the bed. it’s just what you need.

he leans down to wrap an arm around your torso, lifting you in a way that makes your lower abdomen touch his with every thrust, the warmth of his body closer against yours making your skin prickle, and you can’t help the way you instinctively push your hips up to meet his, every movement making the sensation more intense.

you’re perfect to him too, especially when you’re like this—pressing your thigh against his hip more firmly, writhing and mewling so sweetly under him as you feel yourself starting to tip over the edge, so close to falling into that abyss of bliss, closer to reaching the high you’re so desperately craving.

there’s really no love purer than his, you realize, as he gently grabs your face, making you look up at him, his fingers holding your jaw firmly but not enough to cause any type of discomfort. you realize it when he looks straight into your eyes as he spills into you, that final thrust he gives you enough to finally tip you over that edge, a soft “that’s my girl” leaving his lips as he watches you succumb to the pleasure. you realize it when he leans down to place the softest kiss against your lips, and you feel how his own lips curl into a tender smile as he does so.

there is and never will be a love purer than his.

[andminnequin]

I’m so sorry I’m still on Book Four I know I’m lazy but here take meme

[choccy-milky]

from my new oneshot, 'the vexing village of vellmore' ✨ ao3 / wattpad ((it's about seb & clora visiting a cursed village and trying to figure out how to break the curse, and since it ended up being 50k words i decided to split it into 2 chapters and the next part will be out soon!🙏 also, while it does have spoilers for the raven and the snake, it's a standalone story and can be read blind💖))

[majunju]

poke poke

[sparxyv]

how my gameplay felt

[rednite-dork]

A commission for @thesuperiorfeeling of a scene in chapter 5 of her fic with Sebastian and her MC Eloise 💕

Go check out her fanfiction!

[mothwingwritings]

Zayne goes back to work the day after his birthday and everyone takes note of the pep he has in his step. The usually stern, down-to-business doctor has been grinning ear to ear since he stepped through the door, and all the patients, doctors, and nurses can't help but notice how vibrant he is. Zayne is positively beaming- his grim aura nonexistent through the brilliance he is currently exhibiting

Most people are confused by this sudden and aggressive shift in his demeanor, but chock it up to Zayne just being in a particularly nice mood after his trip. Whatever happened on his leave must have been truly wonderful for the doctor, and that happiness was contagious. The residents of the hospital can't help but be pleased that Asko's pride and joy finally seemed to get a moment of blissful respite.

Only Greyson and Yvonne exchange knowing looks, understanding the truth of the situation immediately. Hit with the realization of just how good his mini-vacation was (and how most of that was thanks to you), they can't help but tease their friend a bit, taking turns asking prodding questions, snickering when the only response he provides is clearing his throat and demanding they get back to work.

However it's up to Yvonne to break the news to Zayne, as it became apparent that while Greyson noticed it as well, he was too flustered by seeing it to say anything. Zayne probably thought he was being safe wearing that turtleneck under his lab coat, despite the fact that it was still far too hot aside for such attire. Unluckily for him the signs of your affection would not be so easily contained, and the large red and purple splotch the crept past the hem of his collar was not something that could be played off as a simple wound-the teeth marks made sure of that.

She had never seen Zayne turn quite so red as the moment she pulled him aside and told him, and for a moment she felt almost bad for telling him, wondering if maybe she should have let him figure it out on his own to save him from the awkwardness. However when she looked back on the man as she was departing, watching as he gingerly touched your mark, a roguish smile dancing on his lips as it no doubt made him reminisce about the moment he received it from you, that she realized his blush was not from embarrassment alone.

[misc-obeyme]

MC: Hey, Barbatos. Can you stop time?

Barbatos: Why do you ask?

MC: I’m exhausted and I really need to take a nap for a few hours, but I have too much going on.

Barbatos: I fear it would be quite irresponsible of me to stop the flow of time so that you may nap, MC.

MC: What if you took a nap with me?

Barbatos: I am not Belphegor. I’m afraid that tactic will not work on me.

MC: *sighing in disappointment* Okay. I'll ask Solomon. He might know a spell or something. And he'll definitely agree to nap with me.

Barbatos: …

Moments later, Barbatos found himself in his bed with MC cuddled up against him, snoozing peacefully. He mentally scolded himself for giving in so easily while his arms and tail tightened around MC protectively.

masterlist | Thank you for reading!

[ryllen]

true or not, listen to what a mother has to say, sebek!

[tgcg]

both of them

TG: im the worlds first playtime rapper

TG: my name is lil homie giggle

TG: they subjected me to a lethal dose of whimsy radiation during childhood in an experiment gone horribly silly

TG: im hopelessly addicted to running around and play wrestling and eating ice cream at the park

TG: this is my cohort in living laughing and loving

TG: my apprentice and tanglebuddy

CG: M.C. HUGBUMP.

CG: MY LIPS ARE PERMANENTLY CONTORTED INTO A LACKADAISICAL GRIN SO MAGICAL THAT THE UNTRAINED EYE CAN'T FUCKING PERCEIVE OF IT.

CG: MY LAUGHTER LEVELS CITIES IN A CATEGORY 10 HAPPINESS EVENT.

TG: he went to the blood bank and all they found inside was cherry slushy

CG: EVERY TIME SOMEONE BUMPS OUR RAPS, I PERSONALLY TEAR THEIR SOULS OUT OF THEIR BODIES AND TICKLE THEIR METAPHYSICAL SHAME GLOBES WITH THE MOST ILLICIT OF MERRYMAKING TUNES.

CG: MY SOUND IS SO EXPLOSIVELY GIDDY THAT ALL WHO WITNESS CAN'T HOLD BACK THE FOUNTAIN OF RAINBOW BILE CONGEALING IN THEIR SQUAWK GAPERS. OPEN THE FUNGATES AND WASH ME AWAY, LAY ME ADRIFT IN PSYCHEDELIC SODA BUBBLES AND PARTY FRACTALS.

TG: were out here putting the ill in silly

TG: playas in the way we love to monkey around

TG: and when we rap we drop goddamn party grenades

CG: AND EACH NIGHT, AFTER LEAVING THE STUDIO AND SKIPPING ALL THE WAY TO OUR HIVE, WE ENTRENCH OURSELVES IN A CUDDLE FUDDLE SO FUCKING FROLICSOME THAT THE NEIGHBORS ARE TOO BUSY CRYING OF JOY TO CALL THE FUN POLICE.

TG: fun police cant even handle these levels of delight they can call in backup all they want

TG: we just play games with em

CG: I'M BRANDISHING A GAME OF YAHTZEE LIKE A LETHAL WEAPON.

TG: doesnt even know how to play but hes got spirit a fucking plenty

CG: I AM THE KNIGHT OF GOOD.

TG: i am the knight of smile

CG: HE'S PLAYING PATTY CAKE WITH YOUR HUMAN MOMMY EVERY NIGHT.

TG: hes wanted in every state for funny laundering and assault on police officers

CG: AND WE JUST GOT SIGNED

TG: to pickles records

[da-ill-spot]

Music Video: FACEvsIT X Lil MC - Naughty Trumpet

Tap in as Los Angeles rapper FACEvsIT links with Lil MC of the Bay Area. “Naughty Trumpet” was self produced in collaboration with Queen Rudie. The video was shot and edited by Big Flutta.

Stream the track here.

[phreia]

BY @featheredcrowbones !!! THEY'RE SUPER COOL (they also drew this!)

worlds most tormented MC

[lonely-north-star]

The sillies <3

all done by @/kami_kakari on Twitter!

[choccy-milky]

scenes from my fic but make it ghibli 🌟

[ahaha-fvckjjj]

When MC gets mad at Sylus, she threatens to leave and take the kids with her, the kids being Luke and Kieran.