#oomfies art

[decayayhagfishh]

MY BESTIE @basilsunflowerr DREW MY OC HANDE YAYAYAYAYRYYRYRYRRY YAYYAYYAAY I LOVE THIS SMMMM

HABSEDDEDEDEDEDEDEEDDEEDDDDE I LOLOLOLOLOVE THIS

THANK YEEEEEEEEEEEW OOMF CHAN ,,,,,(⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

Uehghgheeeeuhheiiii,,,,🍨🥄🐛

[starry-beetle]

i havent finished gravity falls yet, this better happen

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[kaszymanny]

Past or future, just let them be.

[neosuchoo]

Recently started dailybubbline with oomfie mayvie on twt so these are the last 6 I’ve done hehehe

[kitty4president]

bunch of adult swim stuff i drew for a sticker sheet recently 📺✨

[onlysushicat]

🥴💕💕💕

[asmogorna]

in the heat of an argument

[autisminfinite]

silver on club penguin what will he do

[zzoupz]

Aye aye, Cap'n!

[rosa-maltz]

to ashes and blood

[kor0kke]

💖 Caption this

[playtheshadw]

You dreamt of stars, stars, stars.

(Still Versions)

Happy anniversary to In Stars and Time!

[fatimajpeg]

2006

[scribz-ag24]

some stuff with the two gays

[xxri]

mafukasa boba ^_^

[artdcnaldson]

stanford!art sitting in between your legs in nothing but his backwards hat after practice. he's so worked up and stressed, angry because he did an awful job but he forgets everything when you spit into your hand and stroke his cock, squeezing around the tip, pinching his sensitive pink nipples as he moans that he's gonna cum...

GODDDDDD hi oomfie ily <3333

But yeah <3

Art pissed off after a shitty practice, just needs to be taken care of :(( poor little pretty boy, mad because he kept double faulting, his reaction time was slow, he had to scramble around the court chasing after the ball like an idiot.

So you have to be the one to take care of him, even when he’s huffy and mouthy, insisting he’s fine, that he doesn’t need to be coddled. But he does!! You strip off his clothes, pin him down with your thighs locking over his.

“Just relax for me,” you murmur in his ear, teeth grazing over the shell of it. He lets out a sound like a whine and bucks his hips, already needy but not desperate enough to beg.

That’s okay, he doesn’t have to. You spit into your hand and move your palm in front of his mouth, so he can do the same. Your palm is hot and slick when you wrap around his cock— hard and pulsing in your grasp.

Groans are ripped from his throat as you begin pumping your hand along the length of him, squeezing him just how he likes, so he whines and bucks into your fist. Moans pathetically when you twist your wrist just how he needs, his head falls against your shoulder as he pants.

“That’s it, baby.” Your words are hot, breathed against his throat. “Feels good, huh?”

“Uh-huh—“ he moans. Your free hand travels between his thighs, cups his balls and he fucking keens. “F-fuck, yeah— that’s— god, baby— ngh!“

You mouth at his throat, sucking and licking at skin salty with sweat. He’s fucking pulsing in your grip, fighting against the way your legs lock around his thighs to fuck into your fist.

His back arches as you rub your thumb over the sensitive head of his cock, digging into the slit slightly until he’s gasping out pathetic cries. All it takes is for you to move your hand up to pinch and toy with his nipples, and he’s fucking done for.

“Ah! F-fuck, cumming— cumming—“

He spills onto his abs and chest— painting them in thick white ropes until he’s shaking from overstimulation and writhing away from your touch.

He pants, exhausted, and slumps against your chest, eyes half-lidded and body spent. He’s pretty sure there’s no better way to distract from a shitty fucking practice.