#gay people!!!

[pigeonpeach]

Your love is my drug

Fem foxian reader x Feixiao smut. This was not proofread. Reader has female genitalia. This is also rather short!

“There is no point in running now.” A whispered promise spoken as her lips ran down your neck, sending a shiver.

“Feixiao.. don’t tear my clothes this time, this is my favorite… dr..mm.” Words muddled into nonsense as you felt her teeth pierce your neck. It wasn’t often that Feixiao was in the moods. Ever since she swallowed the crimson moon, although she conquered its effects on her, something of it lingered in the sound of tearing fabric and her claws teasing your oh so dainty skin. Or maybe she was just that horny, its hard to tell. Lingsha says that it’s nothing to be concerned of when she got her last examination. Lingsha herself even gave you a look as she explained how ‘increase in certain physical activities would be beneficial for Feixiao’s cleansing. Of course if you’re up for it.’ Her words, maybe not exactly. Its hard to remember when a foxian general with the blood of Hoolay and his army stained under her fingernails is eating you out. Such fierceness could only be found in the eyes of her.

“Feixiao!” You cried as your legs trembled. You had hardly a break these past weeks. You know separation was hard for her, you of course couldn’t accompany her on her hunt of Hoolay. You sat at home, keeping the bed warm and occasionally a steamy phonecall to keep her mind clear and to recenter herself. She fought for the luofo, for the foxians, for humanity, for good, but also for you. She deserved a nice meal even if it was you.

Her claws kept your legs stiff and still, you could only clutch her hair as the sensations drowned your mind in a lust-filled dream. Her tongue sought every drop of slick within as you couldn’t tear her off even if you really tried. There might be no one in the galaxy who could for that matter. Not that you would want them too anyways. Your poor clit was not spared in her feast, it ached with soreness as she had made it her target these past few days.

Your whimpers were her fuel. Nothing but animalistic lust was behind those eyes, her ears hanged low as she growled in fustration. It wasn’t enough. Nothing seemed to be for her. She needed you in every single way at once. She needed everything. She needed to claim you. Its s shame she couldn’t breed you, otherwise no doubt you would be swole and barefoot far more than most foxian wives. Your scent was more addictive than any drug or wine. You could tell she lost herself more and more, something fueled it beyond a simple horniness. You reached your hand to her cheek as her head rose from its throne between your legs.

“Its me Feixiao. There’s no need to worry anymore. Its just us here. No one is going to hurt you or me.” You panted out your reassurance as she stared into your eyes. She let out a sound that bordered on a purr as you scratched her ears. “See? I’m yours, i always will be.”

“Did I go to far?” She asked, a slight hint of cognition in her voice. You shaked your head.

“No. You can go further.” You allowed. How could you resist that face. The look of pure desperation and list, she eyed you with such reverence it was overwhelming. You couldn’t do anything else but take whatever she gave, and you were as greedy as she could be generous.

[nonbinarylesbianherb]

am I the only one who’s enjoying s2 😭 I feel like a lot of people have issues with the plot / the way they’re executing things (which is fair enough) but personally I’ve quite enjoyed watching and don’t really mind- but I am easy to please all it takes is either a dragon or some gay shit and we good 10/10 ! !

[nuk0m]

Guys sorry for not posting much sans ill get on my sans grind soon i just have serirei brainrot

[justgreg02]

the girls are back gang

the tag for this au on my profile is 🌲🌸 from now on btw :3

[sssapplebottomjeans]

[ghostie-gengar]

it's 8/3!! heres some agent 24 stuff i've done

[oopsalltes]

msa 10th anniversary? more like "time to make this about persona 4 and a horribly doomed yaoi polycule"

[skribbyposts]

ZOSAN AND MECHANICAL BULL SHENANIGANS?! sign me up, yes please.

post inspired by @bidisastersanji 's fantastic prompt, though slightly different since I kept it in the canon verse instead of making it a modern au.

buckle up children, get ready to go bull riding.

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"This is so stupid," Zoro grumbles.

"Can you enjoy anything, for once in your life?" Sanji plucks the cherry from his drink and tosses it into his mouth.

"I can, just not this."

Apparently, watching people get thrown off of a sad excuse for a mechanical bull in some shoddily made ring is supposed to be enjoyable. Zoro has lost count of the number of parties he's been dragged to by his captain, but watching people compete this way for a fucking cowboy hat has to be the least entertaining thing he's ever seen.

"Stop being such a buzzkill. Anyways, it's 'cause these people are fucking terrible," The cook says as he plays with the cherry stem between his teeth. "We had one of these at the Baratie; even Carne could stay on longer than these losers." Sanji downs the rest of his drink, muttering something under his breath.

Flash forward fifteen minutes (and a few drinks), and Zoro is ready to fall asleep. Next to him, Sanji has gotten progressively more vocal about how bad the partygoers are at riding around on the contraption in front of them. The crowd circling the ring has also gotten progressively bigger, squishing them shoulder-to-shoulder.

"Put your goddamn back into it!" The cook cups his hands and shouts to the man up next, who is currently trying to avoid getting rocketed into a wall as the bull violently bucks around. However, the blond's proximity to Zoro also means he shouts right in his ear.

"Do you ever shut up?" Zoro gripes.

"You shut up," Sanji replies, angrily nursing a margarita he stole off a waiter's tray.

"I wasn't even-- I hate you."

About thirty seconds go by before the cook exclaims in exasperation, throwing his hands in the air and almost spilling his drink all over Zoro. "Everyone's fucking incompetent!"

Zoro groans. "Stop complaining like you could do any better, curly-brow."

"I'm offended that you think I couldn't!" Sanji shouts over the cheering of the crowd as another person gets bucked off.

Zoro thinks the cook could last a lot longer than anyone up there, but he doesn't say that -- Sanji's ego is big enough.

"Here, marimo. Hold my drink," Sanji pushes the half-empty glass into Zoro's hands. "Let's make a bet. How long do you think I can stay on?"

"Curly, you're drunk."

"Answer the goddamn question."

Forever, if Sanji really tried. "Five seconds."

Sanji shoots him an offended look. "Jesus, where's your faith?" With that, he turns away and pushes himself to the front of the group of bustling people.

Sure enough, Zoro's watching the cook clamber into the ring, a lit cigarette in his mouth (where did he get that from?) and the worst posture Zoro's ever seen.

The cook hops onto the mechanical bull, grabbing onto the metal grip before pointing and yelling at someone in the corner to start it up.

The thing starts slowly at first, and Sanji's hair sways as the bull moves back and forth. the cook barks again at some unseen person, and then it really starts to ramp up.

The bull starts bucking hard, the force at which it travels increasing each time it swings. Zoro would be worried if he didn't recognize the look of smug anticipation on Sanji's face as he straightens up, even from back in the crowd. He's about to pull some crazy-ass stunt.

When the bull leans forward, The cook uses the momentum to push himself off the handlebars from a seated position and into a handstand, twisting around to plant his feet on the saddle as he comes down.

Sanji moves fluidly with the machine, hips shifting in every direction it leans to keep himself firmly onboard. while the crowd roars, Zoro watches every movement Sanji makes with rapt attention. the blond rocks with the bull, hands now in his pockets and lips still wrapped around the cigarette he pulled from out of nowhere.

He pulls a few more tricks, long, muscular legs propelling him up to balance on the wooden horns of the bull - and gives a cheeky wave to the crowd. Goddamn. Zoro wishes that didn't work on him.

Sanji finishes up his routine with a flourish, doing an aerial and landing smoothly in a crouch on the hay floor of the ring. The crowd cheers even louder than before, and some tubby man comes out to give the cook a pink, bedazzled cowboy hat. The sea of people parts and leaves Zoro standing there awkwardly as Sanji saunters towards him.

"How's that for five seconds, Greenie?" the blond spins the hat around on his finger.

Zoro grunts and tries to suppress the flush on his face. "I could do better."

Sanji rolls his eyes, taking back his drink. "Sure you could. Anyways, I could last a lot longer than that in... other things, y'know?" Sanji makes eye contact with him as he downs the rest of his margarita. "What's that phrase again... ride a bull, fuck a cowboy?" He shrugs, placing the cowboy hat on Zoro's head then looking him up and down. "Eh, close enough."

If Zoro had liquid in his mouth, he would have done a spit take. "What!?"

The blond smirks and puts his cigarette out in the bottom of his glass. "You heard me, marimo. Now- WHERE'S THE FUCKING BATHROOM?"

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Sanji: i really wanna fuck a cowboy rn *puts cowboy hat on zoro* Zoro: *shocked, confused, bewildered* Sanji: That'll do, i guess

eughhh writers block hit me so hard for like 3 days and i rushed to get this out so this might be kinda terrible. wrote it in like 7 minute intervals over the course of a day so some things might not connect?? lmfao..... sleep deprivation is so fetch.

thibking of making an a03 account..... ill let yall know if i do!!!! hope u enoyed reading this pls comment i really appreciate it !! <3333

[galesleftearring]

Please Kiss Me

From this list of prompts by @eloquentmoon I present to you a short bit of Karlach x AFAB!gn!reader smut! Written originally for @infernalenginesheart ily bb

Content: fingering, kissing, it's smut, that's basically it. Short sweet and spicy. Soft dom!Karlach vibes.

Karlach was eager to touch you. Her hands wandered your body, desperate for contact after ten years of solitude, and any moment of complete privacy the two of you shared was almost immediately punctuated by her warm fingers pressing into your waist, your cheek, your wrists. In a camp full of noisy companions, your relationship was in no way secret, but (perhaps despite what Halsin might have wished) both of you had the modesty to desire a degree of privacy during your sexual encounters. And, frankly, it wasn't just Karlach's engine that ran hot. It wasn't just her head that was.... well... horny. Moments of silence in camp would inevitably end with you pinned to the ground, her mouth on yours as she straddled you, teasing your arms with her hungry hands.

This combination of high libido and limited alone time meant that sex with Karlach was enthusiastic, but often somewhat frantic and too brief for either of your taste. Far too many times you had been coming down from orgasm, still too weak to stand, when the footsteps and calls of the returning party had interrupted any moments of gentle post-coital embrace. Far too many times had you been half undressed when Shadowheart or Gale had come to stand outside the tent, announcing fifteen minutes before the party was to go back out. While frustrating, there was one definite upside to living in stolen moments and loving on borrowed time: the desperation of Karlach's wandering hands had not yet been sated.

Tonight was one of those precious, rare moments. Camp was empty, save for the owlbear cub, who slept softly by the fire. Everyone else was off on various missions, and you and Karlach had been left unattended. The second the coast was clear, Karlach had you pinned to the ground in a more secluded part of the campsite (just in case.) She made quick work of removing your shirt, unlacing your boots, and pulling your breeches and smallclothes off in one sweeping tug. Completely exposed, you shivered in the night air as the breeze tickled you. Karlach had your wrists pinned above your head with one large hand; with the other, she had begun to draw invisible, indiscernible shapes along the flesh of your collarbone with the tip of her index finger.

"Fuck, I've been thinking about having you like this all day. I've wanted to take you, just slip away for a moment and spread your legs-" as she said this, her hands had wandered to your thighs, pulling them apart to demonstrate her point.

A low moan slipped out of your mouth as she slid one finger between your folds, coming back slick with your desire. "I've been thinking about you too," you offered a bit lamely.

Karlach chuckled. "Clearly." She leaned forward, offering her finger for you to suck. You did with pleasure, relishing the taste of your lust and her skin mixing on your tongue. Karlach's finger now quite wet with your precum and saliva, she pulled it from your mouth and began to push into your pussy, slowly working one finger in and out, then two fingers, then three. Her fingers weren't small, but the feeling of fullness was just barely pleasant instead of painful, teetering on the razor's edge of bliss and discomfort that Karlach knew by now would have your mind emptying of any thought but her. You moaned and arched your back involuntarily as she started to rub circles on your clit with the thumb of her other hand. You felt your walls begin to tighten around her fingers as her pace grew faster, reaching for your g spot with every thrust.

"Mm, fuck, oh Karlach, fuck, yes, right there-!" your cries were cut off by your own moans, all while Karlach huffed and slipped her fingers in and out in pace with your squeals.

"What do you want, baby? What can I do to make you cum?" Karlach's engine flared at these words, clearly aroused by the prospect of you finishing on her fingers.

You managed to push yourself up with one arm, the other snaking up to the nape of her neck. "I want..." you mewled, "I need-Please, please kiss me." You were almost embarrassed by the simplicity of your request but you knew that the feeling of your breath mingling with hers would be enough to send you over the edge.

Karlach was quick to oblige. Never stopping her thrusting fingers, she pulled her other hand off of your clit and used it to steady herself directly above you. As you slid underneath her, you let your hand fall from her neck and resumed the stroking she had stopped. Her mouth met yours and her tongue teased its way along yours until you had stopped kissing back and were just groaning into her mouth, your eyes shut tight as she fingered you through your orgasm and her lips caressed yours.

[bambooandstuff]

I took a mental health day. I think my creative brain is doing a lot better

[vampreculture]

scollace canon i’m bryan lee o’malley

[kasuracha]

Made this a while ago but just wanted to leave it here 🗣️❗❗💙🤍💙🤍 They are the humanized versions of mike and orbulon!! Mike's design is from @slashtanaa

[uhhh-ghouls007]

Me and the bad bitch I pulled by shooting him in the shoulder

[diozurnik]

[salemripley]

Just a normal Rise comic panel nothing important here