#hornet boyfriend

[mycielkim]

💛 Hornet boyfriend - Vesper

Gender-neutral reader, Soft, domestic, cozy. ~700 words

He had his arms tightly wrapped around your waist, hugging you close. The combined warmth of his embrace and all your pillows made it impossible to even open your eyes or try to move away. Not that you want to, anyway.

With a half-asleep mind, you snuggled closer to Vesper, feeling his abdomen gently vibrate, indicating his similar comfort.

Despite resembling a human, his anatomy and behaviors are completely different, making it quite challenging to understand each other at first. However, a few tentative weeks and many bakery trips later, you're now happily dating your adorable hornet boyfriend.

Vesper is the kindest hornet humanoid you have ever met (not that you have met many others like him in this small town), and he treats you like you're his light. Always cooking and baking your favorite pastries, gifting you flowers from his own personal garden, treating you with care and always being there to help you, ... You couldn't have asked for a more attentive boyfriend, even if he does make dumb decisions sometime.

You suddenly feel his antennas gently prod at your cheek, something he unconsciously does to make sure you're still safely tucked in his arms. The sensation tickled, and it made you let out a chuckle, the sound immediately waking him up.

"Mm... morning, honey." His voice lowly sounded out behind your nape. Strong arms moved to gently lift you over him so that you're now laying on his toned body. You've always wondered why he's so riped despite being a baker most of the time. But every time you asked, he just blushed and refused to answer.

"Morning, babe." You replied with a lazy smile as you start tracing the pattern on his chest. His skin has a much more smooth, leathery texture than humans, with certain parts like his spine or serratus being hard as a rock.

"Did you sleep well?" You could feel his arms circling around your waist again, holding you close as his gaze fixed on your fingers. In return, you also looked up to stare at your boyfriend.

Vesper has some super unique eyes. They stretch around his head and allow him to have an almost 360° field of view. Not only that, his sclerosis are pitch black, making the golden irises seem like they're glowing.

"Yeah. You were incredibly warm, it's hard not to feel comfortable." You smiled at him with half lidded eyes as you laid your crossed arms on his chest. Those gorgeous eyes crinkled and his mandibles vibrate in glee. You know he's blushing right now because the tips of his antennas are going crazy (a small habit he just can't get rid of). Usually you would start teasing him more and more just to make him flustered; But the atmosphere right now is too soft for anything else other than to enjoy each other's company.

The bed has slowly transformed into a big, cozy nest for the both of you ever since he moved in. What used to be a plain old one person bed now has extra room to fit even a table. You could have sworn every time you come home from work, there would be a new pillow tucked neatly on the crowded bed. When you asked him about this, he just gave you a goofy smile and insisted it's 'necessary'.

Not to mention all the potted plants that have materialized all over the house. Some normal and harmless, while some almost bit off your spatula. Vesper still loves all of them, though, and it's partly your fault for always giving in to his big, adorable pleading eyes whenever he brought home, yet another random plant he found at the flea market.

It's hard to deny him when you know the moment you sigh and nod, he would immediately buzz up in joy and nearly suffocate you in a hug.

Overall, your life has been throughly turned upside down by Vesper, but you wouldn't have it any other way.

"Come on, let's go water the plants. Anymore minute and your 'sunshine' (a poisonous flower he got from a sketchy dealer) might start eating the birds again."

"Ah, don't worry, I fed it all the birds last night."^^

"..."

"YOU WHAT?!"

[direpunk]

GRAHH I didn't know which account was your art account for a second I apologise 😔 could you draw Jay Merrick? Love the way you draw him :)

don’t apologize, you didn’t do anything wrong 🫂 popam was genuinely the hardest thing to draw here haha

[staracket]

rest in peace alex kralie you would have loved spring breakers

closeup under the cut because i want you to look at his dumb face

smug ASSHOLE.... why you so :3

[fookinstevienicks]

aight I'ma say something

some people hate tommy for how he treated chimney. that thing where he was super unwelcoming to him as a probie (probably bc he was insecure in a regressive environment) and didn't warm up to him until chim saved his life and then got friendlier but never apologized on screen

*cracks knuckles*

so like when buck was aggressive and unwelcoming to eddie as a probie (probably bc he was insecure bc of his abandonment issues) and didn't warm up to him until he and Eddie were in a life threatening situation where his life depended on Eddie and then got friendlier with him but never apologized on screen... 🤔🤔🤔

[buggymikey]

dumb stupid dumb jam comic 😭😭

[dark-moonlust]

Hornet Monster Claiming

Pairing: hornet monster x human reader Summary: You are a necromancer who awakens a twisted amalgamation of human and hornet, a monster of unbridled, primal lust. It is impossible to defeat him—not that you want to escape him. He is eager to claim you as his own and fill you with his young. And you’re all in for the ride. Warnings: 18+, penetration with necromancer’s staff, clit stimulation, oviposition, cervix penetration, eggs laying, unique hornet monster with huge 🍆, lots of 💦.

One of my most unhinged smutty oneshots. It's live on Patreοn. I don't know if something like this would attract my audience here so here's a little sneak peek. You know where to go to read the full decadent oneshot.

“You’ve awakened me, little necromancer,” he drawled, his voice a dark growl. His mandibles twitched, opening wider, revealing rows of pearly teeth. “Now you will serve your purpose.”

“I—I … I want you,” you stammered, sensing the tricking warmth leaning your pussy. He must have sensed it too because he inhaled sharply and smiled.

“I know,” he purred. “You are mine, little necromancer. You called me from the darkness. And now… I shall fill you with my young.”

You trembled, a little surprised at his words.

But before you could protest, he was pushing you back, pressing you against the cold stone of the altar, the weight of his body pinning you there, his powerful legs spreading you open. His eyes gleamed with lust, and you felt a deep, throbbing pulse on your abdomen. His ovipositor rested over your belly, big and throbbing, igniting a fire, something dark and insatiable within you.

When he cupped your soaked pussy, you moaned in pleasure and succumbed, your fingers grasping the hard surface of his chest. He hummed and carefully let the soft parts of his sharp fingers rub your pussy. You were so slick that he became drenched in your essence, lewd sounds echoing as he toyed with your folds.

[used-sharps-disposal]

SOME HABIT RELATED SHIT IVE DRAWN LATLEY, AND BONUS SKULLY BECAUSE I LOVE HIM. :)

FIRST ONE IS TECHNICALLY MY BOYFRIEND AND I AS TOBY + HAB BUT YEAH :P

[moth-bells]

if you'd like to, maybe a jam doodle? 👀 they are so special to me

GUESS WHO FOUND THEIR TABLET PEN Also yes theyre so so special to me too I lobe them

Anyways theyre v v tired after being tormented by the cosmic horrors uwu

[soup-world]

Happy birthday to my babygirl. My pretty princess.

[smutty-ki113r]

🏜Ticci Toby🏜 || Roundtale rival

NSFW||~ One shot x afab gn!reader, includes- Wild West Toby, mentions of violence, use of a gun, minors—dni (3.5)

Inspired by: Lindsey Stirling

It was a pretty slow day at the saloon, you rested your head on your palm, watching the batwing doors swing open and close like a pendulum. It was just the regulars at this hour, taking lethargic swings of their whiskeys and eyeing your corset-like work attire; which is why your attention drew to the cautious creak of the door, and the tall dark and handsome man you wanted to take a drink out of.

Suddenly your mouth went dry, you almost forgot to get up and serve the customer. Seeing as he sat himself down at a table already, you walked over to him, a bit nervously. He radiated mystery, and perhaps a twinge of danger even. “Afternoon” you introduced, “can I get your order?”

He didn’t look up, and you couldn’t see his face because of that worn out cowboy hat he had angled down. You might have not seen his eyes, but you certainly felt his gaze crawl up your legs and settle at your hips. He didn’t speak for a moment, which gave you one to admire him.

Him and those typical cowboy boots that had spurs, him and that leathery trench coat that almost touched the floor when he sat, him and that chestnut brown hair that came out from the rim of the hat, him and the smell of hickory and gunpowder, and a bit of whiskey.

The suspense made you hold your breath until he responded, “bottle of scotch please mx, and a shot of whiskey”, he said, his voice throaty but light, almost as if he were teasing. He grinned under his bandana, shifting so you could hear the clink of his rounds of ammunition going around his waist.

“I’ll get that right out for you sir” you gulped, going behind the counter to pour up his drink. Coming to him with his order and asking “is there anything else I could get you?”.

Having to suffer the slow pulse in between your legs while he gave your neck a discreetly lustful glance and under his breath muttered, “what I want… I don’t know if you could handle”.

It caught you off guard, but you certainly heard it. In a moment of impulse you responded, “try me”.

He chuckled and looked up at you for the first time, “I might have to take you up on that sometime then” he said huskily, “it’s a date”. You had to hold back the stupid grin on your face as you walked back behind the counter. Catching the occasional glances he threw your way as he filled his flask with the scotch and downed the burning shot of whiskey.

Leaving a few silver dollars on the table and whipping his trench coat out the door. You wondered if you would ever see the stranger again, he certainly wasn’t from around here but you hoped he would stay a while.

That night you went to bed thinking of him and his burning taste, of the way his Adam’s apple bobbed when he drunk that shot and the way he walked so confidently with those boots. Almost forgetting about the next days errands, going to the tailor and the bank after work.

You almost jumped and clicked your heels in joy for payday, heading over to the bank down the street to collect your money. The mountains looked so pretty in between the purple and orange sunset hues, a couple tumbleweeds rolling by, but you weren’t paying attention to how empty the town seemed.

Giving a passing glance to the wanted posters outside of the wooden building, seeing ruffled brown hair and a scowl and the caption “Tobias Rogers: wanted dead or alive” and not even registering it. ‘The man in the picture looked kind of handsome through’ you thought to yourself as you entered.

Getting in line to withdraw some pocket money, humming quietly and trying to make the people at the register go faster. Your body flinching at the sound of a gunshot being fired through the roof. A scream rang out and chaos ensured, but another bullet told everyone to be quiet, well- that and a muffled voice from one of the bandits robbing the bank.

There were three total, your eyes darting nervously between the first two, both masked with white and red bandanas. You felt a familiar shiver run down your spine at the pistol being pointed at your back, it made you arch and freeze. Your lip trembling as you moved forward like the man instructed.

His husky voice muffled as he said “you, move along”, you couldn’t see him, just followed his instructions silently for fear of your life. He led you to the back, to the gold and silver pieces.

Pushing slightly so you could turn and do as he said, but the moment you met his eyes your jaw dropped. There was no way you couldn’t recognize that gaze, and by the looks of it, you surprised him as well. Now he was smiling, fully grinning under his black bandana, which he lowered just for you.

Getting real close to your ear so you could feel his hot breath, “let’s see if you were bluffing about being able to handle it hm?” Toby whispered.

Excitement made its way up your abdomen, a jolt shooting through your core at the way he spoke to you, at his teasing tone and that pretty boy smile, even with the scar on his cheek.

A pistol still pointed at your stomach, telling you to keep going till you were both alone in the most sacred room in that bank. Boxes holding gold pieces and other valuables. His eyes lit up at the prize he was about secure. He shoved you a bag and motioned for you to start filling them to the brim.

You felt his eyes shift from the silver to your ass as you bent down to start collecting the pieces. Your heavy breath and the chink of coins were about the only things you could hear, adrenaline pumped through your veins as you actively helped a vigilante rob the bank.

Thinking back to that wanted poster things just started to come together, this was the guy everybody talked about, the infamous criminal who would steal and then redistribute his wealth to the needy all across the west. You thought he might be nice, but just because he seemed to make a positive impact in his community, didn’t mean he wasn’t ruthless.

As much of a liking he had taken to you, he still got impatient. Bending down to your face and instructing “faster”.

You looked up at him with teary eyes, “I’m going as fast as I can” you whined. He gulped at the sight of you down on your hands and knees like that, it was like a dream come true, and he was supposed to let that opportunity pass up?

His calloused hand reached to your chin, tracing your jaw with his thumb. “I guess you’ll just have to compensate some other way then pretty”. You were stunned, but you didn’t want to resist. This was what you wanted and more, but you were shaking with nervousness.

Getting up and swatting his hand away, “you wish pretty” you retorted. His eyes widened in surprise of your retaliation. “You can’t just prance in here and demand whatever you want from me”

He cocked his head to the side at you shaking your finger in his face, but his lips were upturned in a coy smile. “Oh?”, he noted your trembling demeanor and held your index finger with his own. “Calling the shots now are we?” He asked. “I didn’t know you had it in you”

You retreated, and with each step you took back, he took one forward. He towered, being pretty tall with a dominating composure. Toby sighed, waving a hand dismissively, “I didn’t mean to impose” he played smartly, “just under a lot of stress, the bank and all, ya know”

He spoke as if you were an old lover, a hand now resting on your cheek softly. “And I’m sure you’ll help me out, won’t you?” He threw you a pair of puppy dog eyes, but he was so handsome it made you melt, your thoughts made mush as you nodded mindlessly.

“I just know you��d be a good partner in crime” he breathed, his face now inches from yours. He neared and your shaking ceased, now it was just desire that remained. “You’ll behave for me right?”

You shook your head eagerly, forgetting what the fuck you were arguing about a minute ago. “We can get these bags filled fast” he whispered, his breath trickling on your top lip. “I’ll be quick” he almost panted. Your eyes drawn to his lips, to those beautiful lips that you wanted to taste so badly.

“Mhm” you nodded, so close that he was just teasing you at this point. “Fast” you repeated, “we’ll be quick”, you inhaled. “please-”. You had to beg, because he was having a blast taunting you. He didn’t hesitate to close the distance between you two, pushing gently so you would sit on the open boxes of metallic coins and he could bring your legs to wrap around his.

His lips tasted like honey and barbecue, and you savored him like he was your last meal. There was no time to think about how messed up it was, because the only thing on your mind was him, and how delicious he was.

You furrowed your brows and moaned into the kiss, pleased that he was meeting you with just as much, if not more passion than you. His hand snaking it’s way to your hips to squeeze them.

Toby was impatient, you were like a sweet apple pie and he wanted to bite into every inch. He laid you out over the spilled golden coins and went straight for your neck, leaving marks all around. Recklessly making a mess amongst the treasure because right here right now, you were the biggest prize.

You panted and held the back of his neck, his beating heart so loud against your chest that you could feel his pulse. Helpless noises falling from your lips when he wasn’t kissing them.

He was insatiable, his body pressed to yours, bulge rubbing itself on your cunt shamelessly. Toby didn’t give a fuck, he just needed you, and he was going to get what he wanted.

To feel him press against that sensitive spot so perfectly made you wet with desire, bucking your hips up because you were so desperate to feel him inside you, to satisfy that craving he awoke.

“I can’t fucking get enough of you” he panted, biting your neck gently, just to get a little taste, he groaned against your skin as he felt the tender bit of flesh in between his teeth.

Your eyes lidded as you caught a glimpse of him above you, manhandling your body like he owned it. His own gaze landing on your open chest and how your tits were almost spilling out of that corset.

His hands were quick to pull them out and kiss them needily, he wanted to devour every bit. Those beautiful nipples that he popped in his mouth, swirling them around with his tongue. Those tempting lips he kissed over and over again. That gorgeous neck he just couldn’t get enough of.

He spread apart your legs and kissed his way down your chest and your hips till he reached your cunt, pulling off your panties quickly and watching the show you reacted when he slid his fingers up and down your slit.

“My my, wet already are we?” He asked, edging just the tip of a finger in to feel the dripping slick. You blushed, not even shying away because you were just so needy for him. Throbbing at the epicenter of his touch, just from the heated gaze he put on your body.

“Fuck I’m gonna feel so good inside this cunt” he panted, slipping his fingers in and groaning at just how tight you were, lowering his face to where you could only see the tuffs of his beautiful dark hair coming out from the sides of his hat. He met your eyes for a second, “but first I want to try what I’m buying”

His tongue met your clit softly, but the contact sent a wave of vibration throughout your whole body. He lapped at your juices like a starved man, plunging a finger in and curling it to hit that sweet spot you liked so much. His nose gently pressed against you as he devoured you.

You were coming undone faster than you would have liked, but he was just too addicting, too sweet and saccharine, and waiting felt like a sin. “Oh- Jesus” you whimpered, “don’t stop-“ you pleaded.

It was pure bliss, being treated like an all you can eat buffet, relentless lapping at your pearl; and even though it felt like you were high on ecstasy, it seemed like he was enjoying this more than you. From those noises of delight it was almost as if he was the one who was being pleasured.

He was going so fast, your head was fuzzy and all you could do was whimper and moan. “Fuck- I’m close!” You warned, your head falling back because all you could do was hold on and wait for that wave to hit. At the mention of your approaching orgasm he grinned against your skin and decided to make it extra difficult for you.

Toby latched onto your clit, sucking and groaning at the taste. Having him suck on your most sensitive area sent you into a shock of electricity, cumming so fast you could do nothing but squeal and hold onto the sides of the crate you were laying on. Your legs shaking and wrapping around his head, knocking his cowboy hat off.

“That was the hottest thing I’ve seen all day” he groaned “and I’ve been out riding in the dessert at noon” he joked, kissing your inner thighs. And you had to pry him off because he didn’t want to go. Fuck he would probably spend all day down there if you let him. Now that he had a taste- he wasn’t going to let you off the hook so easily.

“Oh hey now, I was having fun down there” he teased, “but we can have fun doing something else instead…” Your entire body was still vibrating, and he was so hard you thought he might tear a hole in those pants.

“Yes” you said without a second thought, “I need you”. The ends of his lips turned up in a smug smile.

“I have no objections with that then gorgeous” he said, moving in on your neck once again. Placing his hat on your head, watching you accommodate to it strangely, but nothing was more attractive than you wearing his daily piece, with your legs spread, ready to take him.

“You’re so good for me” he whispered, pulling his cock out and giving it a few strokes. “Such a good, pretty little thing for such a bad guy” he bullied, groaning against your ear as he slid his tip against your wet lips. “Not like you had much of a choice, the moment I saw you I knew I had to have you”

“I am a theif after all, I take what I want” your mouth opened in silent squeal when he found your hole and bottomed out. His eyes meeting yours with a burning passion as he got a feel for you, “you feel so fucking amazing” he panted.

Rolling his hips back and snapping them against yours, his head rolling back as he started stroking into you. Your wet cunt squelching in response to his cock filling you up deliciously. He was the biggest you had ever seen, ever taken, and he reached places that would be wrong to mention.

His thrusting was so rough it made the coins overflowing in the crate fall off and chink down to the growing pile on the floor. The jingling sounds of the metal, the creak of the wooden surface and the string of wanton noises were the only things you could hear, but you couldn’t focus on anything other than the man who was fucking you.

It was the most pleasurable feeling you had ever experienced, his girth stretching you out like that, balls slapping against your ass. “Can you feel me inside you?” He asked in a trance of joy.

You gasped every time he bottomed out, crying out “yes!” and lacing your fingers with his as he stroked your walls.

His hands sliding down to your hips to pull you back on him and use you like a toy for his pleasure. It was like a dream to him, and he could think of nothing but the way you squeezed his cock like a vice. He threw his head back and kept pounding, you looked up to see the sight, he was like a god.

Sweat dripped delicately from the tips of his chestnut hair, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down from swallowing saliva cause fuck you were making him salivate. The taste of your pussy still on his lips, the essence of raw flesh on his tongue.

“Fuck I can feel you wrapped around me god, nothing’s ever felt so good” he groaned, pulling out and flipping you over. He wanted to grab a handful of your ass while he pressed into you.

You molted into the new position, giggling at his hand kneading your ass and holding onto your hips. He was so deep inside you, taking you from the back so he could watch your ass bounce every time he thrusted.

Behind you, you could hear his deep exhales every time he filled you completely, his shameless moans at your wetness. Your cheeks tinted at the sounds of clapping, he was so carried away, and you were too the moment his hand reached over to play with your clit.

“Your pussy is gonna milk me” he exhaled, you pulsed at his lewd words. He just had this way about him, maybe the way he moved and handled you so expertly, or his boyish charm that won you over in 2 seconds flat- that had this power over you and your body.


With every little touch and press of his fingers you reacted, arching your back into him. Your face falling because it was just too much to take, he was so big and so gratifying it made you dizzy.

“You’re doing so good sugar” he praised, turning your head so he could see you and kiss your gorgeous lips while he pounded into your pussy. “Just a little longer and I’ll let you cum alright?”

You nodded into his lips, bouncing back eagerly so he would give you what you so craved. “I know how badly you want it babe” he teased, his fingers digging into you so hard they left marks. You sat there, taking his fat cock just like he wanted, each stroke coaxing you to that climax.

His thrusts got faster, deeper, making you see stars as he panted and rambled out praises to you. “So so good for me” he said, his voice coarse. “Jesus” was the last thing he muttered before he pressed his body to yours and spilled inside your hole.

You felt him fill you up and his teasing was still going, not wanting to cum before he said so. It was a relief when he finally said “do it, cum on my fingers”, just the rough tone of command was enough to send you over the edge for the second time. You squealed and throbbed through your orgasm, rolling your eyes back and thankful for him holding you up because you needed it.

Turning back to face him and get dressed, he didn’t even bother taking the hat back. He gave you a joyful smile and told you “it looks better on you”. Holding the bags of money open once again and finishing up the original job.

He put the bags in your hands and walked out with you in a headlock, “sorry in advance for this sugar”, he pressed that silver pistol up to your head and made you walk out with the money. “Nobody move or this one bites the dust” he warned the people.

Motioning for his associates in crime to cover him as he led you outside and made you get on his horse. You watched in awe as he pulled off a sort of flawless bank heist, his friends right behind him as you rode away into the sunset.

He put the pistol away and took charge on the horse, ignoring the questioning glances from his partners and shrugging. “Don’t blame me for taking the pretty things, you said rob the bank and take the valuables” he huffed, sending you a knowing grin and a wink, “and thats just what I did”

[sunnytheopossum]

Just finished this sketch page of my favorite guys from my favorite things before leaving to get my wisdom teeth removed <3

1: Three - The Murderbot Diaries

2: Tim / “Masky” - Marble Hornets

3: Stanley & The Adventure Line™- The Stanley Parable

4: N - Pokémon Black & White

5: Ryouta & Anghel- Hatoful Boyfriend

6: Isaac & Hector - Castlevania

7: Wander & Agro - Shadow Of The Colossus

8: Uta & Yomo - Tokyo Ghoul

9: Freckles the Jelly Bean Puppy & Kyan the Peace Puppy - My Webkinz

I was also planning on including Erza Scarlet and Freed Justine from Fairy Tail, Wes from Pokémon Colosseum, and Connor from Detroit Become Human, but I ran out of room, so maybe next time! Also please ignore what I’m sure is a plethora of wonky proportions. I did this in a real life sketchbook (and then moved around the drawings a bit in Clip), so I never flipped my canvas, and now I never will because I’m scared.

[staracket]

🦋

[fournets]

tim wright & masky are asexual. aaand send post

[rexikyu]

Doodles

They be doods

[whoamiandwhatimdoinghere]

I finally found it 🙂😩

[squarebracketsmileyface]

Here's a little thing I talked to my boyfriend about:

Brian comes into the kitchen in the morning to see Tim and Birdie listening to music and arguing about how many chocolate chips are acceptable to put in pancake batter before it just stops being pancake batter anymore, and he just sits there watching them with tears in his eyes. He's known Tim since they were both 16, he lost Tim after uni, then he found him again over a decade later, after he'd almost died and assumed that Tim had died. He found Tim again, but this Tim had a daughter he loved more than anything in the world, and this Tim had worked his absolute ass off to make sure he could look after his daughter properly, making sure she never had to deal with what he did growing up

And now Brian is a part of that life that Tim is so wonderfully happy in, they're together properly, far more official than they ever were in uni but still just as in love, probably even moreso. He loves getting to see what a good dad Tim is to Birdie, he loves getting to see how well Tim managed on his own for the first ten years of Birdie's life, and he's so in love with how happy Tim is now.