#THANK U ILYSM!!!!!!!

[hyunpic]

happy birthday @mybodyfails 🩷

[hinamie]

binding vow

[blondedsixties06]

Mizumono chibis!

[dienamights]

If you think anything will sour my mood after seeing me and my MAN, you’re deadass WRONG!!!!

Thank you miggi @miggiisdumb you made me so ridiculously incredibly happy ilysm muah

[surreal-duck]

I'll make myself look even cuter, so come find me, okay?

[deunmiu-dessie]

you’ve done it again, but i must ask… does ahn’thu get reader her cat back? (that stayed on my mind even while getting plowed by an alien lmao)

♡♡𝆬 nonnie! my dove! hehe--- i like to believe he does. ahn'thu is quite literally wrapped around your finger whether you believe it or not. the two of you stay in the clearing for a week or so and when ahn'thu tells you it's time to leave, you have to throw a fit. ૮₍´˶• . • ⑅ ₎ა ₊˚⊹♡🫧— 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑒

"we need to go back and get mr. cuddles. i'm not leaving earth without him." ˙◠˙

ahn'thu expresses his agitation through trills as you turn away from him, crossing your arms and pouting with puffed cheeks.

despite your attempt to give him the silent treatment, it doesn't have the desired effect. ♡

it's only when you stop eating that he finally gives in, understanding the depth of your attachment to your beloved cat. (it's easy to find mr. cuddles as he's splayed out on your destroyed couch.)

and you're absolutely ecstatic, jumping into his arms and nuzzling your face into his chest when he comes back to the ship with your black and white tabby cat. ˙ᵕ˙

you're undeterred by his claims of finding the cat annoying, and his cute little grumbles as you kiss all over his face. ( he loves it )

especially when mr. cuddles curls up in ahn'thu's arms, purring in contentment.

[nikist-4-n]

Happy 800 followers⠀⊹ㅤ۪𓈒︙⠀

Guys i actually reached 800 followers 4 days ago (it's currently 844) I was just too busy to post... I actually almost wanted to just make a boring announcement but NOPE so I'm here hehehe

thank u loves for 800 it's only been 14 days since 700 omg. I can't believe I made it this far and that ppl like my trashy mbs. I really appreciate u guys and I love all of u so much i really cherish all of u and I'm so happy that I met u guys u make me so happy ♡ ANYWAYS enough sappyness

Special thanks:

@qqmariztwsse @ilovebl75 @iwonzyou @hyelita @n-americano @x-aravv @sxgarhan @fairytopea @y-vna @y-unrei @y-urios @cupid-l0v3r @lilivampire @sugarish @sugarydollette @redvelvut @hotricky @kissunoo @shuaver @yuqi-luv @studiogyu @fluiora @gyareii @chocothread @madmaknaez @froopis @draculasdaughterrr @shuasfilm @awwriri @bitchey @lizheatherworld @kokoch4nel @yeoniis @cg1rl @nishirikiz @webrkii @sunoovamp @taroism @hourlyhoon @purinkiss @idesani @et2rnity @seu-nghan @blue-tiny @nepentheism @heavenurl @liilithmin (sorry hit the limit.. )

anyways I lysm and I hope to see u at 900 ♡

[sugurouge]

TEA MY LOVE I HAVE A REQUEST. And I know you are the only one I trust with this cause I know you’ll kill it maybe a little nsfw drabble of Tattoo Artist!Endo (or Togame whoever you’re feeling) fucking you in his shop after giving you a sternum tattoo? (Or like any tattoo it doesn’t matter I just peg him as a boob guy lol) He’s just starting down at you, one well placed whimper of pain has him snapping. OKAY I LOVE YOU BYE 🏃🏻‍♀️💨

listen, listen, THANK U SO MUCH IM HONOURED TO HAVE YOU BE MY FIRST EVER WIND BREAKER REQUEST!! BUT as if i could think about togame if you bring endo up first. i couldn't make him fold right on the spot, he somewhat tried to be a professional (or i just like to make him suffer)! but thank you so much for your trust and i hope i don't disappoint <3 i also can't shut up so forgive me for the length

— sickly sweet : tattoo artist!endo yamato x f!reader

summary: you heard about a great tattoo artist online. his reviews were astounding, almost too good to be true. but the shared images of his works convinced you to enter his shop. even more handsome than transferred online, endo welcomes you in, open and down to fulfil your request on the spot. he needed to stall some time anyway. but he didn't expect to be this affected by a pair of boobs and pretty whimpers

wordcount: 1.3k

content warnings! smut, pet names like angel & sweetheart, unprotected sex, slight exhibitionism, obviously you're getting tattooed so there will be mentions of needles and blood, don't try this with your tattoo artist

Customers like to stare at Endo's exposed body, at the tattoos decorating his skin. And he loves it; he practically basks in the attention. So, seeing your curious eyes roam over his arms, shoulders, and neck really shouldn’t distract him. You’re here to get a tattoo in a rather painful area of your body. Placed beneath him on the tattoo lounger, fighting like a brave soldier. You want a pretty tattoo, so you’ve got to be good for Endo to work his magic.

Yet, he keeps thinking about how you jerked beneath his touch when he placed the stencil on your skin, when he fixed up the lines by drawing on your chest. He made sure you were comfortable, even taping the fabric of the towels in place, should your arms grow tired of protecting your tits from his hungry, concentrated stares.

You can see the heavy swallow in his throat, see the way his brows furrow behind his curls. The handsome guy tattooing and touching you all over is really the only thing that keeps you from crying out loud.

Neither of you expect the adorable whimper that slips past your lips as Endo’s hand rests on your chest for stability. The needle just hit a sensitive spot. “I-I’m sorry,” you stutter, trying to act cool, tough.

Fuck, you’re so cute. He shakes his head, fighting his inner demons, struggling to stay professional. Thank God he covered half of his face behind a hygiene mask. “No problem,” he murmurs. “I know it hurts like shit; got one myself.” Your little hum in response is nearly as heavenly as your whimper. Please, whimper again.

Endo presses his feet into the ground, forcing himself not to bop his leg. Yeah, he needs a break; he can't think straight, can't ignore the weight of his cock in his jeans. But he's almost done, so close to finishing up and shooing you out of his shop. “Nearly there, sweetheart,” he says, the pet name escaping before he can catch himself, eyes widening. Thankfully, you’re too distracted by your own embarrassment and pain, mumbling "yeah" once, twice, as your thighs press together.

Your eyes follow a drip of sweat that runs along Endo’s neck, gaze hungrily dipping beneath the fabric of his tank top as he bends forward a little more. If you grabbed his hair, you could pull his pretty face right into your tits. Endo finishes up the last line, perfecting the tattoo with one final stinging pain he held for the end. Your toes curl in response, teary eyes rolling in their sockets as you spoil him with a pleased little moan, pain and lust clouding your mind.

Did you hear the curses beneath Endo’s mask? He hopes you’re too distracted to notice his eyes clouding with lust, pupils widening as he watches the jiggle of your tits with your heaving chest. The tattoo gun rests on the side table; he should go ahead and wipe your body clean. He really should get moving. He definitely needs to wank one out after you finally leave.

“Gonna clean you up, ‘kay? ’S gonna be cold,” he warns lowly. And come on, he has to reward himself a little. He has to lose the little strips of tape before he cleans your sternum, wiping off the mixture of blood and ink. One hand rests against your rib, thumb grazing your right boob ever so teasingly as his right hand cleans your skin. You hiss at the sensation, your hand flying up to cover your sounds as you bite into the side of your finger. “Almost finished, angel.” This has to be how he got this insane rating on the internet, you think, nodding your head up and down to his reassurance.

And when your eyes meet, he wonders: Do you do this in purpose? Look so desperate for cock? What do you want him to do? Why is it so fucking hot in here? Endo’s eyes flicker from your freshly tattooed skin back up to your eyes. He presses the protective cover on top of your tattoo, his warm hand rubbing along your chest as he finally frees himself from the mask, carelessly dropping it on the table. It’s unfair how handsome he is. It’s unfair how you lean into his touch. It’s easy for him to slip off the covers from your tits and cup them with his hands. His lips attach themselves to your skin, kissing along the bouncy flesh until he can suckle on your nipples, it’s cute how you suddenly fight back your sounds and your eyes fall shut upon the sensations. He totally deserves a five-star review.

Your fingers card through his locks, holding him close. You wouldn’t want him to stop now. Endo moves on top of you; confident in how much the lounger can handle. “Not sure which one of us eye-fucked the other harder,” he whispers in your ear. You can hear the grin on his lips. “But I for sure need to hear you moan for me now.” With that, he lets you feel just how hard you’ve made him, grinding down against your cunt as his kisses reach your neck.

“D-do you sleep with all your customers?” The silly question has him chuckle into the crook of your neck before he busies himself with pulling down your skirt, making short progress of your panties at the same time.

“Would you fuck all your tattoo artists?” Endo shoots back with a smirk on his lips, challenging you with that gut-wrenching eye contact again. He teases your clit, dips his fingertips into your begging hole only to pull back. Do you know how hot you are when you part your lips like that? When you crease your brows into this little look of utter bliss?

It is nearly impossible to quip back a witty reply. “Only if they were hot,” nothing but a distracted mumble as you yearn for satisfaction only he can give you now. “Why, thanks, angel,” Endo chuckles, “but enough small talk.”

Your legs are pushed apart by his gloved hands, pressed against your sides to be on display for him. You weren’t prepared for his cock to impact your pussy like this, not ready for the delicious stretch he overwhelms you with as your nails dig into his tattoos. You writhe beneath him, the shyness gone and replaced by filthy moans and curses mixing between your lips while Endo fucks you hard. Your mouths crash together in lust as you pull him in deeper and deeper. Don't mind the creaking of the lounger, relish in the panting of your tattoo artist, and enjoy the sensations of his gloved hands digging into your thighs as he laps at your tits.

The slapping of skin bounces off the walls before the chime of the bell rings through your body, your pussy gripping like a vice around Endo’s cock in shock as his hand comes up to cover your mouth. Not right now. He couldn’t possibly stop fucking you. “We’re closed for the night!” he yells toward the front of his shop, his hips unrelenting in pushing forward into you. You see the strain in his body in the way his veins pop underneath his skin, fighting his own noises as he waits for an answer from the visitor. Yet, no reply ever meets his ears.

But the pawing of your hands lures him back to focus on you, to bury his face in your tits and drown his moans with your body. He’s chasing the high, eager to get drunk on you. His fingers circle your clit, pinching and toying with the bundle of nerves, making you moan into Endo’s hand. So ready to topple over the edge, your body arches to feel the tip of his cock move right against that sweet spot inside your gummy walls, unravelling beneath him. It’s adorable how perfectly you respond to every touch. With one final, deep thrust, Endo sends you over the edge, your body trembling as waves of pleasure crash over you. Your moans are addictive.

“I always knew you fucked your pretty customers...” a sudden, unexpected voice teases. Right, there was never a second chime of the bell. Endo curses into your chest before pulling back, never stopping his shallow thrusts into you as he straightens himself to meet a pair of golden eyes. “Don’t tell me you’re jealous?” Endo fires back, pinching your clit at the right moment to ensure Chika hears the pretty whines that started all of this as they both wear a knowing look.

dividers by @/cafekitsune

[rottengurlz]

trying out @kashisun's new presets they're SO beautiful <3

[jimimn]

minimini ♡ for @sugajimin​ ♡ (cr. @0613data, qdeoks, @bts-trans)

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[achilles-rage]

Came out from the feral cave cause I still can't stop thinking about sundress down bad Eddie...

Like he'd just stare at you at lunch with his pupil blown cause he's so in love and turned on by you in a sundress, so he's barely eating. You're asking him, what's wrong? And he's just going with nothing again. And you're just confused and worried, but you figured there's nothing wrong, anyways.

You're doing the dishes and he comes up from behind you, wrapping his hands on your shoulders, making you startled. And he's just looking at you, smiling innocently and giving you a small peck on the lips. He kisses you again, this time a little deeper, with one of his hands on your chin. You pushed him away a little cause you're trying to figure out what's with him today. And he's just looking at you with his big brown eyes, begging and he's asking if he can kiss you? And you falter and let him make out with you feverishly before he just lifts you up on the counter, pushing the dress up to your thigh, going down and looking up at you before eating you out and putting his fingers in you.

And you know how the rest of the day went. By the next day you're covered in bites and hickeys and made a vow to yourself to only wear sundresses when needed, when Eddie's not there, or when you need Eddie to do something for you.

Ay, I'm out and back into the feral cave. Before I go, I just want to say thank you for always indulging in my Eddie thoughts. I hope your bed and pillow are always comfy and cool. HAVE A GOOD WEEKEND.

YAY YOU’RE BACK

literally perfect scenario i have no notes, and imagining him being so obsessed with giving love bites/hickeys is making me😵‍💫😵‍💫 because you know he’d love leaving them in places only he can see. like imagine waking up the next day and looking at yourself in the mirror and they’re all over your tits, and there’s one right above your hip bone on your tummy, and a bunch on your inner thighs🦋🦋🦋

also gonna need to go back to only wearing them when you need eddie to do something for you LOL

maybe you’re helping your friend move, and they have a lot of heavy stuff, and many hands make light work, so you think to ask him.

you feel bad since it’s his day off, but you figure you’ll also be able to spend time with him instead of being apart, so you throw on your prettiest sundress and walk up to him like 🥺🥺 “hey, eds.”

all the colour drains from his face and he audibly gulps when he sees you, and when you wrap your arms around his neck and tilt your head to the side as you look up at him, he knows that whatever you’re about to ask for, you’re gonna get.

cut to him helping you and your friend move, but you decide to wear your sundress to do it, just to give him some extra motivation😇 and when you both get home he’s on you in an instant. he doesn’t care if you’re both all sweaty from moving, he needs you now.

[vibesoda]

Fine and Icarus vs Feinberg and Couriway

art for my fic teehee

[catcze]

DUDE THAT WRIOTHESLEY GAMER BLURB- okay but imagine instead of moral support, oral support where he has you sat nice and neat under his desk, a little pillow and blanket for your knees as he has his cock shoved down your throat, balls slamming against your head as he’s finishing up his round before he cums- either way win or lose, he’s gonna have load after load down your throat

-💿 anon (also hi I love your work meow)

wait ok ik the vibe is horny rn but oral support had me cackling for a bit when i first read it HAHASDJKNAKJ

BUT YES YES YES YES YESSS thats so ??!?!? Cute FUCK 😭 ANd the fact that Wrio absolutely would keep a little pillow and blanket down there for you so that your knees don't get bruised :((

And man, can you imagine if he edges himself while he fucks your face, too? Like, he refuses to cum before the round is over— even if you're practically drooling and whining on his cock for it, and even if his balls are absolutely aching to just fill your mouth up with his load already.

He'll let you have free reign over how you give him oral support for the most part since his hands are too busy. Your hands gripping the meat of his thighs, lips wrapped around his cock as you keep him warm with your throat. But if he gets too close or if you get too excited and greedy for his cum— one of his hands finds its way into your hair, pulling you off of him and making you whine when you see how flushed and close to cumming he is, only to have that pulled away from you.

"Don't get greedy, sweetheart," Wrio grits out above you, swallowing heavily. "You get my cum when I give it to you, got it?"

And all you can do is nod and let him guide you back to his cock when that edge has ebbed. Go back to a sweet, languid pace that has both of you purring.

But when he's finally finally finally fucking finished with this round, you'll know. You're ripped out from the easy bliss of relaxedly licking and mouthing at his cock by his hand in your hair once more, gripping the strands tight and ripping out a squeak of his name when he practically shoves his cock down your throat, his entire length buried into you all the way to the base, making you squirm and gag. All you can do is whine his name as you let him use your mouth for his own pleasure, running your tongue up his length when you can and sucking as much of him inside as you can.

It doesn't take him long to cum with a low, rough groan— not when he's been on the edge of it for what feels like the entirety of last round. And you greedily suck up every drop of him too, swallowing it down with a moan muffled deep in your chest, all the while revelling in the hand that now strokes and pets at your hair in praise.

"Good job, sweetie," he murmurs when you pull off to show your empty mouth, every drop licked up and swallowed. He lets you rest for a little while with your cheek on his thigh and his hand running through your hair, working out the tangles that he made.

When you perk back up, eyes opening lazily but a hungry little smirk forming on your face once more, his cock twitches.

"Ready for another round?" He asks, hand cupping your cheek. You nod, looking devious, mouth already inching for his leaking cock.

[in-kaeya-we-thrust]

Yowamushi Pedal Ride 794: The Culmination Race

Original translation by @ywpd-translations

[milkywayes]

so darling dearest beloved @hephaestn made me the best bookmark in existence

[boobpancakes]

ᗡNIW ᴚ∩ ⅁NIᗡ∀ΛNI - ⊥IᙠᴚO ᴚ∩ ⅁NIᴚƎ⊥NƎ