#anon! mm

[jesuistrestriste]

i think art would say “fuck me” even when you’re in missionary, even when he’s getting a blowjob. even when he’s in a physically dominant role hes still sososo submissive, looking to his partner for guidance and reassurance. he is so dumb💝

oh absolutely

it doesn’t matter if he’s the one penetrating you—trapping you underneath his warm heavy body while his cock slides in and out—he’s always gonna reach for your hand and moan like he’s losing himself.

he’s curling his hips repeatedly atop you, desperately trying to get deeper while he gasps and twitches. licking at your neck and breathing in the smell of sex that’s wafting off the both of your bodies. his balls are drawing tighter with each consecutive thrust, but as soon as he starts to feel the boiling of heat begin to climb up his length—

“oh, fuck me,” he whimpers; not an exclamation, but a desperate plea.

his voice is breaking and sizzling around the edges, needy and hungry and falling apart.

he squeezes your hand that he caught with his own minutes prior, pushing it down into the mattress as he feels your legs wrap around him and force his tip deeper till it hits your sweet spot buried inside.

“gah! fuck me, fuck me, yeah please—“

he’s slamming into you repeatedly with abandon, but he’s begging you to keep going. it doesn’t make sense, and deep down he knows that, but right now it doesn’t matter. he knows you’ll know what he needs.

you reach your hands up and pet his trembling biceps, and you kiss away some of the sweat pearling on his neck. “you like when i fuck you?”

“oh yeah!”

“..yeah?”

“yes, g-god, need to—“

you brush your lips over the shell of his ear.

“i’ve got you, baby.. let me fuck the cum out of you…”

and that’s all it takes for him to let the waves of pleasure consume him wholly; his eyes rolling back as he cries out brokenly and lets his hips stutter. he’s clinging to you with everything he’s got as he feels his cock jump and spill a heavy creamy load into your squeezing parts, mumbling into your skin, “love you, love you, love you—”

“— you fuck me so good…”

[yeosin-n]

Omg ur so wonderful!!! I was wondering if we could give horror some chocolate? (And if he's up for it maybe even a hug... Or a kiss) please? I love ur stuff btw!!!!

I ALMOST FORGOT HOW HOT HORROR IS he’s so fun to draw

[marshmallowprotection]

OH MY GOD WE GOT OUR WISH I DIDN’T THINK IT WOULD ACTUALLY HAPPEN

[Twitter Link]

I consider this a major victory. I am now living my best life while the RFA tends to us and we got an Elizabeth the 3rd cameo!

Zen gets the chance to live his Cinderella dream, Yoosung just realized he needs to watch his step, Jumin isn't having a good time cleaning the floor since he just realized how long it takes, Jaehee is having the time of her life styling out MC's hair, Jihyun is unbothered and content doing laundry for MC, Saeyoung is absolutely thriving in sheer gender euphoria, and Saeran seems so happy to tend to the daily chores to make the space clean and tidy for MC!

[edgy-senju]

Masterminds meet the regular version of their respective bro... it doesn't go well.

[rfaromance]

kissing Saeyoung's hands!!!

"It doesn't even hurt!"

"Please don't fuss over this!"

"I'm telling you, honey butter, I'm fine!"

Saeyoung's protests fell on deaf ears as you dragged him to the bathroom, where the lighting was better. You didn't care what he had to say; the cut on his hand looked nasty, and you weren't going to risk letting anything happen to your lover.

"Look, it's not even bleeding anymore!"

You snorted as you pushed him against the countertop. "Sit," you ordered, and with a grumble Saeyoung obediently plopped himself on the counter. "It is still bleeding!" you wailed in dismay, as you held his hand up to the light.

"So you can hear me."

"Saeyoung Choi!"

Hastily you dug out first aid supplies from the cabinet. As you searched for bandages and ointments, you could spot a dark hoodie shuffling out of the corner of your eye. "Don't even think about leaving," you snapped. "You are getting patched up here and now!"

The shuffling stopped.

Heaving a huge sigh, you returned to Saeyoung with supplies in tow. Carefully you reached past him to turn on the faucet, soaking and soaping a washcloth. You then turned back to Saeyoung and gently grabbed his injured hand. He didn't resist you this time, but rather tutted dramatically as you began to dab at the wound.

"Saeyoung... how in the world did you manage this?"

"One of my babies is in her rebellious teen phase."

"You mean there could be OIL in here, and you weren't going to let me clean it?" The horror and exasperation in your voice were powerful enough to make him wince.

"It's really not a big deal," he began, but you firmly squeezed his hand to shut him up.

After you'd wiped off the dry blood, you were able to see his injury clearly for the first time. A gash on the side of his hand, running from the bottom of his pinky finger to the top of his wrist. "This is the length of your palm," you fretted.

"Couldn't even tell."

His tone was different, somehow. He'd stopped arguing but also was acting less blasé. Now he just sounded... tired. Resigned. Hollow.

"It really doesn't hurt?" you asked softly. Carefully you put the washcloth in the sink, and you reached out to get the antibiotic ointment. "It didn't even sting when I washed it?"

"Not even a tickle."

You didn't want to believe him, but as you spread the ointment over his injury, he didn't flinch once. You gave his palm an experimental squeeze, wondering if he'd react. "Shoot!"

The pressure had opened the cut once again.

"I felt that," Saeyoung commented as you grabbed the washcloth again to dab at the edges of the wound. "It just... felt no different than picking up a shoe or opening a doorknob."

You reapplied the antibiotic that you had wiped off, furrowing your brow as thoughts raced around in circles in your head. Had his fingers always been this calloused? Had his knuckles always been covered with this many old, faded scars? Had his fingers, thin as they are, always been this muscular? Your own hands suddenly felt so feeble, so flimsy, as you began winding gauze around his hand, over and over.

"I can't afford to feel too much pain," was all he offered in explanation. "Not the way I've lived.

"Hands like mine don't deserve tender care from someone like you."

Having just put on the last stretch of bandages, you looked up at him with sorrow in your eyes. Much to your dismay, he was looking up at the ceiling, perhaps unable to meet your gaze.

You didn't know the full extent of the things that he had done to keep himself and Saeran alive; you didn't particularly care. All that mattered was that you knew he undertook those actions and made those choices in the name of love. He was a good person.

He had stopped trying to push you away, so why did he have to talk as if he was still damning himself? Did he plan to live the remainder of his life joyfully, but then spend his afterlife in flames? You didn't quite know or understand his feelings on that matter.

But you did know you loved him, and that he deserved every reminder you could give him.

"Your hands can't feel anything anymore?" you murmured, the lilt in your voice clearly prompting him for an answer.

"If only."

The detached, distant expression on Saeyoung's face immediately melted away, replaced by one of awe, caution, fear, and wonder, as your lips began to peck at each and every one of his knuckles. Then his fingertips. Then his (bandaged) palm. You even nudged the injured side of his hand with your nose, gently so as not to aggravate the wound. "Nothing at all?"

His tearful golden eyes met yours directly as he whispered, "Maybe there's something after all."

[rosekasa]

seeing mysme on your blog woke me up from a slumber I didn’t know I was taking

MYSTIC MESSENGER NEVER DIES

[cripplecharacters]

hi! i'm in process with my book, and i really wanna give one of the antagonists a rollator as his main aid. i'm disabled, i use a cane, but i daydream about rollator so. that's why.

the question is. what conditions in your mind lack representation? i have no problem with researching, but i lowkey don't want to just give him my experience. thank you!

anon MM

Thank you for your ask! Personally I believe every disability lacks representation, as disability shows up extremely infrequently in media and even when it does it’s often shallow and poorly represented.

One thing I’ve noticed in media is that when someone uses a mobility aid it’s often due to an old injury, amputation or muscle weakness. There’s nothing wrong with giving a character one of these, I just think it would be cool to see someone using an aid due to a limb difference, a heart or lung issue, a brain condition, or to help with fatigue or dizziness. There are a lot of reasons for someone to use an aid and I’d like to see them represented!

Here’s a short list of disabilities I’ve never seen represented that could cause someone to use a rollater:

camurati-engelmann’s disease

congenital genu recurvatum calcaneovalgus

bilateral peroneal neuropath

nail-patella syndrome

tetralogy of fallot

arthrogryposis multiplex congenita

cardiomyopathy

You don’t have to use them, but since your question can also be read as asking for specific underrepresented conditions we decided to include them :) (smiley face)

Before I finish, I noticed you said that the aid was for an antagonist. Please make sure that you aren’t falling into the disabled villain trope by giving some of the protagonist characters disabilities as well. Keep in mind your antagonist also shouldn’t be the only character with an aid or visible difference (if you choose a condition that causes visible differences).

Have a nice day!

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[l3viat8an]

rooo, about the bros with a sweet mc ask i send youu, i never really make an nsfw ask so this is probably the first time i did it lolol (i'm also really bad at it😭)

like..the mc is probably also a virgin too yknow yknow, they are probably too shy to initiate things with others so when they were introduce to the thing they don't really know what to do with it...so the bros teach them all about it and corrupt their mind too- AAAA this is so baddd

-🦋 anon

Nsfw content MDNI

Okayyyy so I tried to come up with something 🦋!!! But was a little lazy on this- I never know what to write for virgin stuff hdjshsjsj

Lucifer, Levi, Satan & Belphie

Fuck he’s been watching you for what feels like forever, but never going too far, never pushing more then he should.

But there’s just something about how you look, eyes wide, sweet smile and most importantly is how you look at him.

Always innocently making eyes at him, looking up and smiling whenever you see him.

Now you’re finally here. In his bed for the first time and he’s trying so hard to be gentle, using his fingers to work you open, knowing it’ll help you, after all this should be about you and your pleasure first.

Slowly bottoming out inside your tight hole.

He lives for your wines, shaky touches and those pretty tears falling from your eyes at the pleasure flooding your body….Fuck now that he has you, he won’t let you go until he’s completely corrupted you~

Mammon, Asmo & Beel

He’d never tell you that your innocence is such a huge fucking turn on for him…..he’ll be patient, so, so patient, letting you be the one to set the pace and decide how fast everything moves. He doesn’t want to rush you.

And it worked so well! Here you are and he finally has you spread out on his bed, pulling your hips to his face and burying it there, watching your face intently and even when you’re cumming all over his tongue, he doesn’t let up.

Hands pulling you closer. Maybe he can pull at least one more orgasm from you-

[fan-tube-asks]

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��I just spend a very long time trying to.. decode this but it all leads to nothing. Nothing?!, no no It has to be something!, I’ll try again tomorrow”

[jesuistrestriste]

sage ok walk with me… so imagine virgin art that’s so deep into subspace and is so painfully hard that he’s going “m-mommy, it hurtsssss, what’s wrongggg, what’s going onnnn” like I think I have an innocence kink. Are we fucking with it or no

guhhhh ….. i’m not walking, i’m sprinting with u

corruption kink goin crazy rn ! !

thinking about lulling virgin!art into subspace for the first time. he’s all wide eyes and shy touches and sloppy kisses; letting you tease his aching cock with just a fingertip while he sprawls himself out on your bed next to you.

has he orgasmed tons of times before now?

absolutely !

but as he ever come by someone else’s hands?

well.. no.

and god, it’s a whole new world of sensations. the warmth from just the pad of your digit on the underside of his cockhead is more than enough to ignite an unstoppable flame in his stomach— one that’s completely different from all the ones that were stoked via his own touch..

you’ve been edging him for only twenty minutes (denying him already seven times, if you can believe it), and that’s just about all he can take before he’s gasping and desperately reaching down to cling to your wrist. he’s squeezing so hard you think he might break it for a second..

tears gather at his lash line so fast that he doesn’t even have time to perceive the sting of it all; looking up into your eyes with writhing hips as he feels his release pulse in his balls and threaten to climb up his shaft

“i… s-something’s wrong, i dunno— hurts, hurts- nnghh—! never… never felt like this, please help me,” he’s whimpering to you, completely lost, “dunno what’s haah-happening—“

he’s looking up at you like he’s begging for some sort of salvation, like he’s too scared to find out on his own so he’s hoping you’ll push him in instead of expecting him to willingly dive in head-first. he’s much too out of it now for that.

“please— come, come— can i come? feels weird, i wanna—.. mngh..”

all you’ve gotta do is drag your index fingernail lightly over his slit and he’s gone.

his pelvis immediately bolting up to seek you, a strangled cry of confusion and ecstasy pulled straight from his chest. he’s squirting out everything’s he’s got, the fluid spilling out over his arched tummy as he squeezes his eyes shut and finally lets the tears fall.

“thank you, thank you— sorry, i’m sorry—“

he’s a mess.

[dysfunctional-doodle]

MM Mikey: Wait so raise your hand if you’re a neurotypical

Everyone: *doesn’t raise hand*

Leo: *raises hand*

Donnie: *lowers said hand, shaking his head*

*adds to stupidly long drawing lost*

[marshmallowprotection]

Seeing more of the twins bonding makes me want to fall to my knees and cry tears of joy. They deserve to be happy together

Sometimes, I look at the art we've gotten since Saeran's After Ending and I cry because the boys deserve to be happy and do silly things together.

[music-orthemisery]

Patrick’s cover album is needed ASAP!!!! My fave cover of his would be also one of Prince, search nothing compares 2 you, from 2011, live performance obviously, this little man sung his entire heart out!! All of it is good, and if you laid it on a hiatus canvas it gets this extra meaning if you know what I mean 👀👀👀

oh, anon. i know exactly what you are talking about, and i am VERY keen on what you're suggesting here...

for reference, this is what anon is referring to:

patrick covered this often during his soul punk tour, and...hell yeah, anon. tiny man IS singing his heart out! if i'm being honest, though, it's actually a bit tough to watch. patrick is a master of channeling strong emotion into his singing, but...damn...there is some real, palpable pain there. it's heartbreaking.

to compare, here's patrick singing it during a medley last year:

this version (to me at least) sounds lovely...almost sweet. there's a fondness behind his tone instead of anguish.

it's similar to how he sounds when he sings "headfirst slide..." now vs. folie days. there's a notable difference in the energy behind the song. rather than gutted, he sounds triumphant. the power is coming from a different source now.

also, @princesspete created a little comp/weave HERE tying this in to a pete journal entry. it's. well. i HIGHLY recommend giving it a peek.

[lizisanamimal]

30min before Marius Borg Høiby was arrested in August, the police notified Høiby about that. According to VG's, Crown Princess Mette-Marit called Høiby shortly before his conversation with the police. She told him that the police is going to arrest him.

"VG is informed that during these 33 minutes Crown Princess Mette-Marit, who lives next door, cleaned his house. Later, she is said to have driven him down to Jansløkka school, where the police was waiting for him."

She is the Crown Princess of a country, which was supposed to be a model throughout Europe. This sounds like something that would happen in my very corrupted country and it does happen. It's a fact that rich and privileged people don't get arrested immediately here when there is an investigation against them but there is never evidence that a politician have warned them.

[if-mirrormine]

i don't wanna say yeah but yeah🧍‍♀️

[kiloude-city]

SPIDERMAN AND DEADPOOL CANONLY HAVE SON?? or did I read that wrong?

YEP!! Well... they adopted this living android named Master Matrix and try to parent him into not trying to take over the world. It starts around #35 in the Spiderman/Deadpool comics.