#but hopefully that will change soon ^^''

[arcadeplayer-nickonz]

Happy Birthday Evil Mortimer!!!

may you finally relax and not deal with any Rick shenanigans

[taintandviolent]

From smut prompts can you do a combo of 2 and 57 for Remy Lebeau x female!Reader?

Love your writing and can’t wait for part 2 of Taco tuesday!

warnings: smut (doggy-style), dirty talk, uhhhhhh i dunno what else. mirror sex? yeah.

His groans are more frequent, breathing ragged. Suddenly, he reaches around to your face, his strong hand gripping your jaw, straightening your head gently. Your eyes are still closed, painfully heavy with arousal. He’s fucked you senseless, and without his current support, you can barely hold your head up. 

“Look at your reflection, cher.” he murmurs. His voice is sultry, laden with arousal and you peel your lids back, swallowing hard. You’re suddenly faced with your own reflection; the mirror on the back of your door. It’s parallel to your bed, and until right then, you somehow forgot that. To Remy, it had been an intentional, calculated move. The position you two were currently in was one that felt impersonal to him sometimes, but because you had a mirror, he still got to enjoy all the subtle nuances of your arousal, and the way you responded to his body.

Doing it doggy-style, you’re on your knees and elbows, and Remy is tall behind you, all brawn. Your eyes flit to your own image somewhat apprehensive, for no man has ever made you look at yourself during sex and you’re not sure what you’re about to find. To your surprise, it’s not embarrassing, nor is it something that kills your high. 

The way the light filters in from your bedroom window casts you in a dreamy yellow haze, flushing your skin with a light glow. Your gaze is lust blown, your cheeks are flushed, your ample cleaveage is rocking back and forth with the force of his movements, and your hair mussed up from where he’d been holding onto it. He thrusts his hips into you once, hard, and your expression contorts into one of pleasure, body shuddering against the action. Seeing it in the mirror is a new experience, but the visual turns you on even more. If you were going to be honest with yourself, you were hot.  

You grip the sheets, making fists in the fabric as Remy hammers into you. Your jaw drops, and a low, erotic moan of pleasure tumbles out over your flushed lips. He, too, looks so good – the way his handsome features look almost tormented with pleasure, the way he’s moving against you, his muscles rippling with each exertion. 

“Look at how gorgeous you are.” He continues, his words choppy from the power of his thrusts. Despite that, his voice is deep and commanding, and he holds your hips, using them as leverage for his thrusts. “So gorgeous when I’m fuckin’ you like ‘dis. So pretty for me, and only for me, huh?”

You’re only able to moan in response as the sensations overwhelm you. He’s hitting all the right spots, taking you in a way that you’ve never experienced before. 

“Ain’t ‘dat right, cher?” He urges, watching you in the mirror. You nod, breathlessly. He cocks a languid, half-smile; pleased that you’re appreciating yourself, even a little bit. If you saw yourself through his eyes… 

He suddenly leans forward, pressing his toned stomach against your back, and urging himself farther inside of you. His voice, when he speaks, is husky and low, almost a growl. 

“I ain’t sharin’ you with anybody. You’re mine, and mine only, and Remy gonna’ make you remember ‘dat.”.

The way he fucks you then is ruthless, staying true to his previous claim. His hips hammer into yours, cock bullying your cunt with reckless abandon. Your arousal climbs higher, and higher until it reaches a peak; you can’t hold it back any longer Your eyes fly open again, brows pulled together in tortured lust, as the coil snaps and you collapse the front half of your body forward, soaking him and arching your back up until it aches.

Remy’s close behind you, but his stamina is better than yours. Another new experience; men usually come first (too quickly, at that), but not him. He’s got you in ten different positions, three orgasms deep before he paints your insides. 

“Ah, cher… c’mere.”

[xformalde-hyde]

Don't know why, but something about BP's design has always bothered me a little, so here's my attempts at messing with my version of him

[bucephaly]

Kuwohi's name has been restored!!

The name of highest mountain in the Great Smoky Mountains has officially been changed from Clingman's Dome to the proper Cherokee name, Kuwohi ᎫᏬᎯ, meaning mulberry place.

More info

[hmmbo]

im back! wanted to redraw my first finished ultrakill fanart to celebrate being in this fandom for a year. god i love robots. thanks for your time

[guiltypleasure-art]

✶ Final artwork can be found here ✶

[betryl]

The gang!!

[cautiously0ptimistic]

No god, no religion, Just bad, bad decisions.

[vrronica-sawyer]

*shoots your doomed yaoi with a doomed yuri beam*

Sailor Trigun at ALA!!!

[spearxwind]

Ough tomorrow if ppl are interested i can talk abt my new oc ideas from today bc Im actually really excited about them 👉👈

[0m3n-0f-d3ath]

Ottto

[shararan]

From September I think? Didn't finish them but have a Shen Yuan and Shen Jiu...

[parab0mb]

Average conversation between these three dweebs.

I don't actually know their canon heights (I think Lea is supposed to be the shortest) but Emilie being small fits the meme format better and is funnier so french gremlin she is. Also my heart tells me that Apollo is built like an actual blade of grass.

The og meme btw:

[rinisdrawing]

workin’ on stuff… ✍️

[ethaniscool69]

felt like i was falling off of my art peak, and pinterest said: no.

so i present, arthur (pining) staring at merlin:

also please tell me who the og poster of that post was so i can tag them :)

[aureoboros]

epilogue