#SAGE MY BABY

[junii-moony]

[jesuistrestriste]

sage sage sage, sorry for blowin up your ask box, but your writing is just😫😫 (i just looked through your rules and i didnt see anything against pegging and ik youve written like ass play before, so im hopin you're alright with it)

anyways. art is such a cute patootie and the only thing my mind will allow me to imagine rn is either slowly fucking art or helping him ride your strap gently and, right as he's about to cum, and while he does, he just says he loves you over and over, thast all he can say, all he can think about, all he knows is just how much he loves you

god he's adorable

art’s sure he’s never felt as good as he does when he’s sat in your lap, your hands on his sides and your strap deep inside him. it’s perfect—in every single way.

you hold him so tenderly and let him move the way he wants. you never try to tell him what to say, or how loud to be, or how to take it. you just hold him close and let him do his thing.

his head is lolled forward onto your shoulder, his arms wrapped around your back so that his hands can cling to you, and he’s breathing faster and heavier with each roll of his hips over the pink silicone pushed right up against the most sensitive place in his body. everything is drowned out except for the feeling of your skin against his, the bumping of his prostate, and your whispered words in his ear.

“you’re so handsome, babe… fuck, you’re taking it so fucking well…”

he just holds onto you tighter and moans into your neck, shifting on his knees slightly so that he can gain leverage and start to fuck himself faster on you. “ohhh..! hah—! m-mnnghh….”

your touch shifts; one hand over his thigh and the other reaching up to tug and stroke lightly over the back of his bouncing blonde curls. he keens, all whiny and urgent, like he wants you to pull harder on his locks. like he wants you to really manhandle him.

but you know he doesn’t. not this time, at least. it’ll only make him cry, even if he doesn’t realize it.

“that’s it, art, there you go,” you whisper to him lowly and breathlessly, helping to steady him upright in your lap as he rides you feverishly now, chasing a high that’s creeping up on him hard and fast, “good job.. fuck yourself on my cock…”

your words only drive him further towards the edge, his body clenching around the toy as he shudders and digs his fingers into your upper back.

“oh my g-god-d—please—“ he gasps, his chest pressed against yours as he leans in close and whimpers, “i’m gonna come—“

and you move your hand immediately from his thigh to his aching cock, tugging on it slickly as it slips through your fist, and he buckles forward in the next instant just as he’s crying out.

“oh, i’m coming! i’m coming, baby, i’m cominnggh—i lo-i love you so—muh-much— i’m—!”

you moan with him, unable to hold back your own noises as you hear his orgasm rip through him and cause him to whine and shudder helplessly.

“i love you, i love you, i love you,” he whimpers, his eyes pricking from oversensitivity as your hand continues to stroke him, the strap resting inside as the waves of heady pleasure flood his nervous system. the waves go on and on endlessly, his sweaty frame jolting in your arms.

you stroke his hair and slow your touch, kissing the side of his head. “i love you too… god, you came so much..”

his sticky release coats your fingers like glue. you squeeze the base of him.

he nuzzles into your neck and greedily sucks air into his burning lungs, chest heaving with little moans for exhales, and he nods.

pulls back from you after he comes down, and you two share a messy kiss. lots of tongue and spit and tired noises of residual pleasure. he pulls back and suddenly tears are welling in his eyes, spilling down his cheeks, and he’s begging you for comfort with just his crumpled expression.

you frown and reach up with your clean hand from his hair, wiping at the wetness tenderly with your middle finger and thumb, and he leans into your gesture of care with a shaky sigh. he closes his eyes.

“i love you more than anything,” you speak to him softly and earnestly, barely audible.

he nods.

he sniffles wetly as his eyes flutter open to look into yours. tears cling to his lashes.

“more than anything,” he repeats.

he leans in and kisses you again, soft and sweet and needy and with no doubt in his mind that you meant what you said.

he loves you.

god, he really loves you.

[b4kuch1n]

same teacher, different lessons

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[mossytrashcan]

another daenaera doodle I can’t finish cuz I have 1 million projects atm

[e-vay]

Joke’s on Eggman, they’re besties for life

[palskippah]

Hi!

Based over the fact that my lil bro when like he just turned five cut a bunch of his hair off and my mom and I were like :000

Also, Mario connected the dots very quickly bc just that morning he told Nettarina they looked alike and then by afternoon she had many inches less of hair🧍but he didn't say anything.

BUT! Of course Nettarina did, and when Peach said "why,,?" like not really expecting an answer, she said "because mamma said I look just like him, but I didn't bc he doesn't have long hair so I cut mine!"

And Peach sent an unfairly killing stare to Mario who was like hehe sori :D

Then Mariella saw her sister and wanted to be just like her, so then they took both girls to a stylist to cut their hair properly and later after that they get ice-cream and go to a park and is very nice but Peach laments that they don't have their pretty long hair anymore, the whole afternoon alskdadf too big of a change maybe bc she wouldn't be able to braid their hair or do nice hairstyles anymore waa (she now can do the little palm tree pigtails tho and she's like aww like when they were babies! :'D)

(When Nettarina's older, she starts liking longer hair again so she returns to how she had it before the cutting from when she was five ajsdka)

BTW Mario and Peach have two more babies and they're both girls and one's called Carolina and the youngest is Giovanna and WA Carolina's design looks too much like Mario therefore too much like the twins aksjdajd but she got Peach's nose and also her big ol' eyes from the moment she was born (in Mario's eye color tho).

And Giovanna got Mario and Luigi's dad's hair (aka also Luigi's hair) so it's dark and more like Peach's rather than Mario's. She also got his nose and his eyes and his eyebrows and basically everything sjdsh

Anyways what I'm trying to get at, is that none of their four daughters look that much like Peach at simple view, but if you look closely, you notice that they got her eyebrows, or her smile or her eye color mixed in with Mario's or her eyelashes or the shape of her face whwhw

ALSO, Peach's height yippie!! They're all taller than Mario🧍and he's like psh the disrespect >:c because he gotta look up to any of their daughters, even Carolina, who is the shortest of them (by nature's laws Giovanna, being the youngest, is the tallest).

Sorry I love when children look much more like a parent than the other, especially if it's the parent that gave birth to them SJDK (it's only fair, since they carried the babies >:v)

[suntails]

all the silvers i've drawn that i could hunt down <3 <3 183 if i counted correctly but who's to say ^_^

[creepyscritches]

Almost done with a giant squishy queen blanket and I've been ogling an even squishier pattern already lmao....anyway think next one I make might be this crazy double layer weighted pattern 🤔 or maybe I'll save this for someone else???

[rosesncarnations]

BEHOLD!!

@mossytrashcan fucking killed it (of course)

Look at their sweet faces

[rely-able]

[heydrangeas]

hey. hey. did you know if you buy a rotisserie chicken ($5-10 depending on where you get it) you can dig into it like a rat, then strip and save the rest of the meat, then make as much stock as you can fit in your largest pot by simply simmering the bones with herbs and veggies or veggie scraps for 6-8 hours, thereby easily doubling the value of your purchase and making the best soup base ever?

[dancingthrghthemusic]

New Sage x Homelander edit getting viral, Sagelander nation keeps winning

[d0d0-b0i]

i think that at first belle would only hangout with sage out of wanting to piss off eggman, but tragically she is not immune to sages charm (of being a baby)

[figurantedefilme]

idk i love this song sm

(old user)

[living-realusion]

my little honghong'er my babie im crying. the first meeting of hualian after 800 years and hua cheng opened a red umbrella to save xie lian from the blood rain similar to how xie lian gave him a red umbrella to save him from the rain. oh my babies

oh how I love you mxtx.

[mossytrashcan]

look ik none of y’all are here for oc art but LOOK AT HERRRRFEVSFSGBSHSJJ