#f-11

[whydidisavethistomyphone]

[ilaac-art]

i dont have much to show for 2D art atm, havent drawn in like 2 months, but have some renders of my two favorite gals from Rift Apart

made rivet's lips black because i think it looks better than the pink ones (and it's less cliché)

rivet model is by @gloomeskk

[stone-cold-groove]

From FF-1 to Supersonic Tiger.

[wtaffy]

PERSEUS-

[little-pup-pip]

Cosy day in!!

[chessmatch]

chess match♟️

[lostalioth]

𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞

→ premise: it was meant to be just a simple quick visit to your sweet boyfriend at work, a regular thing on your days off, something steven looked forward to. especially when the both of you snuck off to the bathroom.

→ pairing: steven grant x fem!reader

→ warnings: smut | 18+, against the wall sex, bathroom sex so semi-public sex, creampie, nicknames [baby, love, darling]

→ a/n: kinktober 11

It was merely meant to be a short visit to Steven, your lovely boyfriend, at his job in the gift shop. You just missed him and wanted to see him, you didn't intend for it to end with the two of you sneaking off the bathroom.

“Darling I really need to get back to work, my boss won't like that I'm gone so long” he groaned out, his voice soft as his breath fanned across the back of your neck. His body betrays his words however as he makes no move to stop pinning you against the bathroom wall. His hands grab onto your hips as he drills into form behind. Your chest up against the cold tile wall, your hips bouncing off of his making a slapping sound that filled the echoey bathroom alongside your whines. Your knees grow weaker and weaker the closer you get and the faster and harder Steven thrusts inside you. “Mm baby please just a little longer im s’close” you whimper out about too loudly, the words slurred as your head was going hazier from the pleasure.

Steven's large hands leave your hips, one comes up to cup over your mouth muffling your loud moans, the other drifts between where your bodies are connected and rubs at your clit. “As heavenly as you sound love you‘re gonna get me fired if you aren't quieter” his voice trembles as he can feel you clench around him in response to him silencing you. His eyes screw shut in bliss as he can feel your cunt trying to milk his release from his aching cock. “Gonna cum baby oh fuck-” your words come out mumbled and broken from beneath his hand though Steven can hear you enough to understand.

“Cum for me darling” he moans out, his hips speeding up even faster trying to push you right over that edge. His cock hitting just right deep inside you and his thumb playing with your bundle of nerves you cum hard on his cock. Biting your lip to help further muffle the wanton moan that threatens to escape, it comes out as a strangled desperate whine instead. “Good girl baby, fuck im gonna cum okay love?” He grunts out as his hips falter in rmyth fucking you through your high. With an almost pathetic sounding whine leaving his lips, Steven’s orgasm hit him, shooting hot ropes of cum inside you. After a minute or two when the both of you catch your breath he slowly pulls out, the mixture of his cum and your own leak out of you, trailing down your thigh.

“Maybe you should visit me at work more often darling” he chuckles softly and leans down to kiss at your exposed shoulder. You smile sweetly at him as he quickly works at cleaning you up best he can before he goes back off to work with a short but loving goodbye kiss.

→ a/n: i have never written for steven, this is really short and kinda ass as i rushed it cause its like 2 days later than when i wanted to post this, im trying to get back on track and not fall further behind so there will hopefully be another kinktober day posted today as well.

[kyotemeru-arts]

Yeah.

[yourlocalgreg]

Tpot 11 spoilers!!!

I want to hit firery jr with a brick

[kjzlstuio]

Im coming out

Runs away in shame

[fellatitledthemf]

Man shoutout to doomed heteros gota be my fav thing to cry about

[melancholicstation]

robert f kennedy after interrupting his own indiana campaign schedule—humours a very smitten young girl @ an indianapolis daycare in 1968. 😢

“Bye-bye I’ve gotta go now”

“Where are you going?”

“Oh I don’t know, going to speak to some grown ups I think. That’s not nearly as much fun.”

[stardancerluv]

What the Emperor Wants

Part Eleven

Summary: Passions are aflame but a stormy cloud rolls in.

Notes/Warning: 18+ & over, p in v sex, consensual sex, mentions & thoughts about old gods, dated thoughts on women…men, Geta shows some of his darker nature, there is a slap, and there is some angst.

This places the story, sometime before the film.

Tablinum an office like room in an ancient Roman home.

❤️s, reblogs, comments, feedback & reblogs are appreciated. Thank you for reading! 💐

A soft sound came from him. You pulled back worried, you had gone too far.

“No, do that again it feels good.

Rain came down heavy. The wind had picked ip. Lightning continued to streak across the sky, thunder rumbled loudly but it did not drown out Geta. He was as magnificent as the gods above.

The two of you had not even been able to make it to the settee. Passions had ignited. He ravaged with his slender fingers; he left no part of you untouched. The frame of the balcony did little to support you when your knees grew weak from Geta’s passion.

Soon, together you both moved to the floor. The only comfort the cold stone was the soft fabrics of your clothes and the heat the came off of Geta in his passionate state. The coolness of floor was a relief, he was hot as well stoked fire. The rain fell hard down on the two of you. You slipped and moved the best you could. You had not thought he could look so magnificent but he did.

“I need you now. Will you bid me entrance?” His breathing was harsh, his hair was wild and no longer well kept.

“Yes, Geta please I don’t think I can wait much longer myself.”

Soon, he pulled himself back. You watched as he focused himself. He reigned himself before guiding his arousal which looked bigger then and more enflamed from all the maneuvering and rubbing against each others and the fabrics. You were aching to feel him fill you once more.

A loud moan erupted from you as he slid in.

“Yes, that is all of me.” He managed between placing more of what felt like passionate nibbles on you. His breath hot.

“Make me never forget this night.” You whimpered and clutched onto him.

“That is my intention.” He managed before a moan broke his lips.

Your eyes met, a breath shattered and you both nibbled and even shared what could have passed as kisses. They were delightful.

After what he had said not a long time ago, you had never thought it would be possible.

******

The curtains flapping made you stir. Blinking, you saw that the rain was still heavy. A few of the candles must. Burned low and extinguished from the room being dimmer. Your shared passions had brought a cloak of sleep that settled over the two of you.

A gentle yet insistent knocking woke you further. That’s when you realized your position, earlier brought a smile to your lips.

*******

Geta, had rested his sweaty brow against your shoulder before the sleep had claimed the two of you. You had nestled your fingers in his fiery strands.

You had managed to make sure Geta was able to lay on a settee. When you had turned to give him room, he had refused and insisted you share the soft cushioned spot with him. One of his arms was thrown over you. His face was buried somehow into your side and one of the pillows. Based on his breathing, sleep had a deep hold on him.

“Geta, my passionate emperor there is someone who appears to need you.”

An inaudible sound came from him.

“Yes, have no respect.” You echoed what you felt the emotion was in his incoherence. It made a smile play on his lips. “You are out here for a reason.”

“Yes. You’re right.” He finally looked up at you. He was rumbled and smudged from the passions you shared. For the first time, he looked like truly a young behind the crown. Your feelings for him grew.

A knock came once again, it was sharper and louder.

“Shall I go and attend to that?”

“I don’t know, I am enjoying this moment. I am convinced my blossom might have some of Aphrodite guiding her.”

You brushed errant strands from his forehead. His eyes twinkled as they met yours. His arm tightened around you, keeping you close.

“If I let her go she may take flight like a lot of goddesses are known to do.”

“You’ve captured me.” You smiled. “I am yours but allow me to say, I do believe that even with grace of Apollo; Cupid surely has a given you the blessings of passion.”

He smiled. It was soft, didn’t make his face tight.

“If you promise?”

“I do.”

“Then go and answer, but cover your form, I do not wish to let others lay their eyes upon you.”

*******

The fabrics somehow worked and folded as they should, despite being wet. You had bot realized just how much the rain had gotten to them. They were terribly heavy.

You glanced at Geta. He nodded.

Taking a breath, you opened the door. How did make it look so easy. The torches flickered. You didn’t know who or what to expect would be standing there.

A pretorian guard, perhaps but it was Aelia.

You watched as something washed over her face. What you didn’t know. Though you were still relieved it was her.

“Aelia.” You greeted.

“The general has arrived and has asked to have an audience with Geta.”

You heard some shuffling and glancing back, you saw a scowl come over his face as he stood. He also struggled with the fabrics.

You stepped aside once he as closer.

“Tell him, I will receive him in my Tablinum.”

“Yes, Geta.” She bowed her head before properly departed but not before you felt and met her gaze.

You felt as if something shifted. A fluttering of a chill fell over you as you closed the door.

“Doesn’t he realize, I left the city for a reason?” Annoyance marred his face and his voice.

He threw the extra fabrics of his garments that were particularly soaked, across the room. You flinched as they slammed into vase, it shattered.

“I do not want to be bothered.”

You remained silent, your heart sank. You heard he had moments of rage.

He paced back and forth in what remained of his clothes. A broad golden belt was wrapped around trim his waist, some remaining fabrics flowed down his legs, stopping at his ankles.

“Anything, he wants could have waited till I returned.” His voice grew sharper.

You nodded. “Yes, Geta.” Your words barely above a whisper.

He was in front of you before you could exhale. The twinkle was gone, a fire replaced it and was there. “Did you say something?”

You kept your head down. “I was merely agreeing with you.” Your voice just above a whisper.

He brought your chin up. You winced at his rough touch.

“What have I told you?” He snarled. “Don’t you ever look away from me.”

“I’m sorry.”

You swallowed.

“He should know better.” You quickly added.

“That’s right.”

His eyes narrowed as he looked at you before releasing your chin go.

“Now, go to your quarters. Tomorrow we will ride.”

“You’re dismissing me?” Your heart thudded, his sudden anger stung.

He drew close. “Yes.”

*******

Holding the fabrics and the various bits of your clothes, somehow you made it to your room. Only tripping, by grace not actually falling on the return to your room. One of the guards looked up and down as you approached your door.

“You want something?” You said before you could reign in your tongue.

“Just looking at what the emperor has taken for a concubine.”

You smacked him, the sound echoed louder than your sandals had in the hallway.

His eyes looking fierce in the light of the torches. You took a step back, you’d gone too far. He cast a large shadow over you as he drew closer.

“What are you doing with those wet clothes, we still have to get your room in order?” Aelia called from behind you.

“I was not terribly sure if I was in the right place.”

“You are. Get in there.”

Walking into your room, spotting a table, you leaned against it to calm yourself. Fear still tingled in you. Your stomach churned.

Those honey, sweet words were none you had ever heard for yourself. Sometimes, your father had spoken as kindly to your mother. Then his anger was absolutely awful and a force within itself.

“Over here is the wardrobe that holds your garments.”

You turned to Aelia. Her presence and words brought you back to your room.

“I have a wardrobe?”

“Yes, he made sure you had a selection that would serve you well here and once the two of you are back in the city.”

“I don’t know what to say.”

“It’s what has been promised to you. Look it over, I will return shortly.”

His cold detachment hurt and yet his gentleness earlier was such a sharp contrast to now. You would have to remember this; the good would be so good and the bad will be very hard.

*********

He tore off his remaining clothes. How dare he just show up. How would he like it if he just showed up and visited his wife, he raged inwardly. A foul mood fell over him.

He went over to where some of his clothes were stored. The doors of the wardrobes bounced as he tore them open.

Finding one of his robes, he slipped it on and tied the belt. Running his fingers through his hair he attempted to calm the unruly strands.

*******

Only a few torches were alit as he went down the hallways. Aelia stood by the door. He met her eyes and pressed his lips together before he opened the door to his Tablinum. Acacius’s back was to him. He could tell in light in the room he was wearing some of his finest armor.

“General Acacius? Your arrival better be important.”

The man turned sharply on his heel. Some of the armor clanked. He bowed.

“It is, the army is ready. I am taking Darius and our water fleet to finally capture the taking last of Numida.”

A smirk curled his lips. “Good. Teach those barbarians what it’s like when they entangle with Romans.”

“With pleasure sire.”

“Good.” He stepped closer to the general. “Now hear this, when I am here I do not like to be disturbed.”

He noticed despite his still respectful stance Acacius shifted how he leaned.

“Normally, a messenger would have sufficed but this is grand news. We shall take a moment and drink to the victory you will surely have.”

He looked at the doorway. “Aelia?”

On quick steps Aelia came in and poured some wine easily and handed them both a glass.

“May Mars favor you and our legionaries.” He held up the glass.

“With the grace of Mars and you, my emperor. Geta.”

“Yes.” And the glasses clinked. “May Mars accompany you.”

********

Before returning to his chambers, he went and knelt in front of the shrine he kept there. It was private, he didn’t feel like he had the prying eyes of others on him. It pleased him to see that some offerings had already been placed around it.

Closing his eyes he murmured some prayers. He felt good, strengthened. Mars had been guiding him and Acacius. Getting up, feeling good he returned to his chambers. The future was bright.

******

Aelia left, you were still looking at all the clothes and you were left lingering a glance at your bracelet that still sat on your wrist. His words from not long ago echoed in your thoughts.

You will be dressed and groomed accordingly….

Though to actually see it all, to feel it all was something else entirely. You were used to having a shift to wear when you slept and a dress that you had kept impeccable. Now, you’re had already worn one new dress and now since the new garments had arrived you were left breathless, such finery was beyond any dream or prayer you could have made.

Sleep began pulling on you. Rolling onto your back, before allowing sleep to claim you; you murmured soft words of your gratitude to the gods above for all that had been bestowed upon you.

@honey-eyed-munson @amethyst-serenade @screaming-blue-bagel @kitkat80 @blondie324 @alyisdead @hellomadamebutterfly @laura-naruto-fan1998 @helsa3942 @marrowfrog00

[ashisgreedy]

Eating The "Kitty", Ominis Gaunt HC 🔞

18+ Smut || MDNI

Ominis Gaunt x f!MC

Hogwarts Legacy Fandom

All chars are 18+

-Ominis plants slow, languid licks and kisses from your knee to your inner thigh.

-Your panties are stuffed into his pocket while he allows you to keep your skirt on.

- Little nibbles here and there just to hear you gasp. He sports a self satisfied smirk.

-He doesn't ask, he just quietly places his hand in your opposite thigh and presses until your legs are spread wide enough for him to play.

-His kisses are soft and warm as he makes his way to your core.

-He sighs happily when your fingers run through his kempt hair, making it messy and fall into his eyes.

-He kisses all around your pussy, teasing you. Inner thigh kisses, and teasing misses of your core make you whimper with need.

-He uses his fingers to feel where he will kiss next, zoning in on where your core becomes slick.

-He reverently tastes you with small kisses and licks at your opening. He hums pleasantly, gently lapping at where his finger enters you.

-His other thumb presses just above your clit, pulling the skin to expose the nub hidden there.

-He slowly brings his mouth up and kisses your exposed clit. His tongue swipes over it before his soft wet lips encompase it.

-He gives you a gentle suck and lets out the lightest of chuckles when you gasp.

-The power he has over you in the moment, the way you relax your legs further apart causes blood to rush straight to his cock.

-He laves his tongue over your clit while his other finger presses directly against your gspot just inside your slick cunt.

-His finger presses inside you and rubs until your moans are louder and voice pleading.

-Ominis swirls his tongue in a circular motion over the throbbing nub.

-Your encouraging moans, the way you rock your pussy against his face, makes him speed up his ministrations.

-He laps at your pussy with increasing speed. He's so quick against your clit that you gasp, unable to take in a full breath if air.

-Your obvious pleasure makes his cock throb. He groans into your core, licking and sucking expertly with his warm tongue.

-His salvia drips down your pussy, soaking the bed with your mixed passions.

-He knows you're close when your fingers in his hair tighten and your thighs start to shake.

-He wants to say something to encourage you to cum, something dirty like he does when he fucks you. But, he can't bare to be parted from your pussy.

-His nose presses into your mound, tongue swirling just the way you like.

-It doesn't take long for him to bring you to your peak. After previous trials and errors, he knows exactly what to do now to drive you wild.

-He knows your body, knows just how you like to be touched and licked and sucked and fucked.

-You barely manage to warn him that you're cuming before your back arches.

-Ominis moans into your pussy, your clit throbbing against his tongue. He's in heaven, on cloud 9, as you chant his name with each pulse if your orgasm.

-He rides out the waves, lapping at your clit until you start to pull away from his overstimulating touch.

-His mouth moves down, kissing every inch of your pussy until he meets your entrance.

-He takes his time to clean up the mess you've made, lapping at the slick lubricant your body desperately made in hopeful preparation for his cock.

-By the time he's done cleaning you up, your body is already craving another round.

-"Again, my sweet?" He pauses.

-You nod, forgetting yourself before blurting out "Yes, ...please, Ominis."

-A flicker of a perfect gentleman flashes across his face before a devious smile takes over once again "Of course, my Darling."

[spirithotline]

[queenofsquids]

Finished the marathon of "Cozy Days Daisy Cardigan" by allaboutami. This took me a long time compared to all of my other projects.

I did join the squares using a flat slip stitch instead of the whip stitch that the pattern calls for.

And I did the front opening with single crochets in back loops, as with cuff ribbing, instead of a slip stitch by the pattern. I saw user photos on Etsy and several had baggy stretched-out looking collars so I wanted to avoid that. I used a much smaller hook too.

So I knew after the stacks of squares were laid out that this wouldn't fit my 58cm Limhwa bodies without more alteration than I was willing to do. Fortunately I have so many dolls now that it was bound to fit somebody as Andrea says. And the older Volks f-11 was the perfect face for the job. (Faceup by @engelmech ) She's on a Dollstown Elf body at the moment.

I am very happy with the look of the result. Though as I mentioned at the beginning, I used thrifted acrylic punch embroidery "yarn" that felt awful and was the devil to work with. I tend to care more about the visuals and the photos than the item itself, so I am satisfied. I would never wear this texture against my skin though ugh. Crispy and rough!

But I didn't want that shiny look of crochet cotton cord you know? I wanted it to look vaguely puffy, not shiny. Crochet cotton is way easier to work with but that's just not what I wanted.

Also I don't know how to block crochet and I don't feel like learning at the moment so pls don't come for me, pro crocheters. I do know it's crumply.