#ok bye guys

[c4llahansgirl]

pathetic

pairings . art donaldson x stepsis!reader

cw . pathetic sub art, masturbation, art calls reader “mama”,“mommy”

a/n . kinda obsessed w art and patrick. kinda need them.

“quiet, art.”

it was pathetic, really. even on the court, art never knew how to shut up, loud whimpers erupting from his throat each time his racket hit the ball. figures he’d be worse in bed.

he knew coming back from college for the holidays would be, at the very least, eventful. he was slightly scared, intimidated. she scared him, she was amazing with a ball and racket, she had great footing, she took care of her body, and she was gorgeous. as wrong as it was, who wouldn’t be in love with her?

“please mama, i need it, need you” art pleaded, whining as he pressed kisses along her inner thigh. he was sat on his knees at her feet, arms wrapped around her thigh. the foot he wasn’t hugging toyed with the bulge in art’s boxers, a pool of precum staining the fabric.

she stare down at him, deadpan. she taps the side of his face, snapping and pointing to the edge of her freshly made bed. “sit, now.”

her demands made his cock twitch violently. art scrambled to sit up, messily plopping himself on her bed. she struts over to him, her hand finding the tip of his chin, pulling his gaze to meet hers as she towers over him.

“so pretty art, you’re so pretty y’know that?” her hand switches to hold his chin in her palm, a possessive grip on him. he kisses her hand, nuzzling into it. “thank you mama”

her free hand falls down his chest towards his boxers, her thumb pressing against his clothed tip. he holds back a whine, his eyes fluttering shut.

“so pathetic,” she starts “look at you art, chasing and begging for your step sister’s touch. you couldn’t wait to get away from me at Stanford. isn’t that right?”

art shakes his head, making a ‘nuh uh’ noise. his arms wrap around her waist, his eyes big and needy as they stay locked on hers. “no, not- not at all i think about you every day ma, all day every day.” he kisses her wrist in between words, pulling her as close to him as possible.

she smirks, her hands moving up to push his hair back. “you fuck your fist to me? hm?” she barely finished before he started nodding, mewling when her knee accidentally presses against his boner.

“show me.”

and now, nation-wide famous college tennis player art donaldson, sat pathetically as he worked his hand on his aching cock for his step-sister. he presses kisses to the curve of her tits, his hand brushing against her thighs every time he reached his tip. he held back loud whimpers, resting his forehead on her chest as he huffed and puffed.

she smiled, pure joy painted across her face. “thats it honey, fuck yourself for your sister” he moaned almost pornographically, his hips bucking.

“ma- mommy i’m clo- oh- se” his eyes shut tightly, his lip’s pressed tightly together. his toes curled into the carpet and his back arched a little, his left hand death gripping her thigh as thick, hot, white ropes of cum spilled over his right, and her thighs.

he panted, letting both his hands fall and his eyes flutter open to the mess he’d made.

“you’re hard again,”

he whines. “i know”

[candlecanoe]

Time means something different to me now .

[justaregularken]

Doctor taking advantage of your lack of medical knowledge to push your body and abuse it as they please 🤧🤧

[pissmamiii]

oh i would do such dirty things to be in rotting in bed w/ the love of my love while i bury my face into their chest and shut my brain off for a bit, just getting babied and feeling safe<3

[beetleshells]

akita ninjago.......... i love you akita ninjago..................

[paperpiins]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAZAI!!! DONT DIE ON ME NOW OKAY??

[tigercomplexes]

look at my girl NEOWWWWW

[housewifebuck]

Ryan Guzman slam poetry era ???????

[slutsukio]

YOU SAID YOU WANNA WRITE ABOUT ARMIN BAE? see lemme help you out…

i saw that lil library idea i be stalking frfr. there’s nun wrong with a little study date frfr, and if they’re in the library, they can study a subject that was meant for silence. like… sign language. (they still end up getting kicked out, y/n be signing bad words on purpose i mean accident)

THIS AINT EVEN A REQUEST THIS AN ORDER, YK I GOT YO SOCIALS. AND YK HOW I FEE ABOUT ARMIN. YOU ARE WARNED. -neso

AYEEEE OKAY ILY TY FOR THE INSPO OMG. but anyways, WOMP WOMP!! BOO HOO NIGGA IK HOW YOU FEEL BOUT THAT OCEAN EYE'D MF. it should be up by tonight, and ik you and leman asses be up, so be on the lookout 🙄🙄.

(p.s, tell my sourball i said hi!!! tell them im cooking dinner tonight  🙈 🙈)

[plutos134340]

Jashtober Day 11: Trident

Uh i just kinda touched up an old painting i made out of boredom for this one

I cannot get a good painting of this for the life of me the glare is so bad

[thinktankbigmt]

Dear Dr.0

Father, why have you forsaken me? Please let me do something other than clean mugs. Nothing else brings me joy.

-muggy

*You were given the most simple task and you continue to fail at it! You have one function; Clean. Mugs. You have the freedom to organize the mugs, admire them, maybe even name them. You were built for this purpose, nothing else. You are nothing more than a glorified cleaning robot that can move around! And don’t call me father!!*

[the-harusahi4]

Drawing test

so i tried drawing in a different meathod based off the "thick painting" tutorial on the ibispaint yt, and here's how it turned out

Its hiyori again (ofc)

Anyway this will be my last art for a bit so yeah

[justaregularken]

Everyone appreciate your local werewolf FUCKER because holy shit taking a knot is hard work send post

[whatberry]

i almost don’t want to post this but erm

[pissmamiii]

can someone maybe kiss or fuck the sadness out of me

[cosmixsaystoast]

im fucking dying - mr crabs