#it was a dark era

[foxfeast]

my new year’s resolution was to write only trans smut this year btw. lets go boy pussy

[mollybeenoel]

Source: poeticalphotos

[calmlb]

“Chuuya wasn’t in Dark Era, why is he in this art??”

wdym, he’s right here 🤨

[regulusblock]

teen Regulus: what's an orgasm?

teen Barty: when you fold paper to make birds and shit

also teen Evan: that's oregano, bitch

[rkivefr]

⋆ ˚ ۪ ⋆ ୨୧ with ribbon in knots

[guardcanine]

[i-eat-mold]

Making this healed something deep within me I almost cried

[lumiraette]

🌇🐦‍⬛

Please don't mind the bg, It's lazy(⁠￣⁠ヘ⁠￣⁠;⁠)

[bebs-art-gallery]

By Robin Isely

[bebx]

Eva Green as Isabelle in The Dreamers (2003) † Venus de Milo (130 BC) by Alexandros of Antioch

Lily-Rose Depp as Ellen Hutter in Nosferatu (2024) † Somnambulant (1878) by Maxmilián Pirner

[nixnephili]

To the stray dogs. 🥃

To a new year, everyone. I hope you'll all still be here with me in the years to come.

-Nix Nephili 🌙

[swiftis]

all's fair in love and poetry. 📜🪶

[shrimpkini]

*Tragic trio mentioned*

[zzzx009]

Day 3: jealous dazai & drunk chuuya

[c7arisse]

mackerel & slug

part 1

[prettybabybaby]

regulus who trains innocent stepsister!reader to tell him anytime she’s horny so he can eat her out to “cure her” because “she shouldn’t be feeling that way angel, it’s shameful, but no one needs to know, i’ll just help you out”

rating: 18+. mdni.

content: stepcest, oral (f)

“always so sick, sweet thing,” regulus murmurs along the skin of your thigh, his lips grazing the flesh. “what’s going on with you, hm?” he nibbles softly at the plush skin, running his tongue over the area.

you let out a stuttered exhale, looking down at the messy head of curls between your parted legs, his dark eyes shining. regulus’s dress shirt remains unperturbed, not a wrinkle in sight despite being buried between your legs since he’s gotten home. “I don’t know…”

“you don’t know?” regulus’s eyes disappear beneath your skirt, his pink tongue flicking your swollen, sensitive nub. you shudder, thighs flexing as you resist the urge to squirm, having been reprimanded time and time again. “don’t tell me you’ve been having those thoughts again…”

your cheeks begin to burn, feeling grateful for the fabric of your skirt obscuring his view of you. “I haven’t…”

“good,” regulus lays a wet kiss along your clit. “it’s not okay to have thoughts like that about your brother…” his tongue dips down, drawing more slick from your clenching hole, “I’m doing this to help you, not to have you thinking disgusting thoughts about me, you sick little angel.”

you bite your lip, “I don’t. it just hurts… always hurts…” regulus hums, the vibration making you whine softly. you can’t help the small jerk of your hip, aching to pull him closer.

“I can see that, angel,” he murmurs, slick sounds coming from beneath your flared skirt. “it’s so messy down here… drooling all over my tongue…”

your back arches slightly, his tongue flicking and licking against you deliciously. “but don’t worry,” he purrs, “you always come to me, okay?”