#risquèe

[mythtiide]

waiter! waiter! more falkler please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[cynicjovial]

I decided you guys can have this drawing from the huge ruben+thomas nsfw dump im gonna post one day eventually promise

[d-structive]

Some pics I drew for a secret Bunny (like secret santa, but Easter/bunny themed) thing on a discord server I'm part of. I had @koryabappletea, so have their OC Jazz. Lots of cake in this part of the city... (For obvious reasons, I cannot show you the full pics. Even if they are absolutely not that bad, they are still a bit risquè...And Tumblr rules are weird and I was shadowbanned for way less in past...So, just have what you see. If you wanna see the full pics and the full moons, they are on my bluesky. :) )

[kommandonuovidiavoli]

She said she wanted a simple ice cream. They are planning to bring her more to make her happy!

Bonus:

[I don't like doing beach/summer pics... But it's the only way I can show "certain" pics without showing anything risquè. Also, I really like how the anatomy turned out in this pic, so I just reworked everything to make some normal stuff.]

[reesespeanutbutterfuck]

from the start

you unconsciously developed an attachment towards yjh's facial hair

pairing: jeonghan x reader

cw: lightly suggestive

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you stared at the side of his face.

he smirked as he stared at you from the reflection of the mirror, his long hair hanging on the frame of his face, hand holding the razor hanging in the air.

“what's it, jagi? your puppy eyes make it look like you're begging for a kiss again.”

“shut up.” you normally don't watch him do his usual morning routine in front of the bathroom sink, but today was different. he had something you wanted, that he was about to get rid of.

his mischievous grin grew wider, with the usual that makes his eyes disappear. he really is that attractive.

dear lord, why is he so–

from where you're standing at the door of your shared bathroom, you inched closer to him and took a good look at his face again. you see him every day, too often that you didn't even realize how much his face had matured through the years.

jeonghan, even with his conventionally feminine features, had always been manly. you knew that. but even more now that he has facial hair, which was normal, he looked even more... risquè.

your indecent thoughts were halted as you gasped when he lifted you and sat you on the countertop beside the sink. he put his body between your thighs and buried his face to peck kisses on your neck.

his short stubble stung a little when it brushed on your skin, yet it also tickled. “hannie, that tickles.” you chuckled and lightly pushed him back.

“will you do the honor?” he offers you the razor in his hand. albeit against it, you took the razor and started applying shaving cream on the lower half of his face.

he supported himself with his palms caging your thighs on each side, closing his eyes as he leans and relishes in your touch.

“you look hot with it, but i'll be selfish if i told you to keep it.” you rested your hand on his chest.

curse his line of work that requires him to always look youthful.

“hm? so i was right, my facial hair does make you feel things.”

“i never said i was demure,” you come to your defense, mirroring his smirking face. if he can be naughty, you can too.

“hm... i'll keep that in mind, jagi." he hummed as he breathes and stares at your wet lips, both your eyes full with desire. "just this once. after this, i'll give you what you want, and more.”

***

[brotherwtf]

OOPS for sender to accidentally send receiver a risqué image, for fantasy AU

this is silly bcs I can totally see Gale daydreaming about John having his way with him and forgetting that John can straight up read his thoughts

Gale maybe not knowing that John is awake and he's thinking about John, thinking about how much he secretly is obsessed with him, obsessed that John can read Gale so wholly and completely understand him, obsessed that John literally went out of his way to save him, risking his job and his life just for him, hey it's kind of giving him a boner let's be so honest

but maybe Gale has this recurring fantasy/memory of John rescuing him, him coming into the cell with a ring of light around him, panting and slightly shimmering from sweat and hey idk why this memory is in slow mo but Gale is lazer focused on John's body and then John rescues him and releases his shackles and hey guess what! instead of Gale being hesitant he straight up pulls John to the ground and begs him to fuck him then and there

basically the image of Gale getting fucked on the floor of his cell is running through Gale's head when John wakes up, and maybe John can't really control what he reads when he first wakes, so he kind of gets a full blast of Gale's fantasy right in the morning and he turns over to see Gale cool as a cucumber, maybe biting his lip a lil bit as he imagines the most risquè and horny images John has ever seen

and of course who is John to deny Gale such a vivid request? so basically John just turns over and kisses Gale immediately, pressing him to the ground with his arms and while Gale is shocked he's certainly not complaining about being kissed like this, especially not after his fantasy

"you know I can read your thoughts, right Gale?" John asks, a little breathless from kisses and he can see Gale flush bright red, turning his head to the side and biting his lip, covering his eyes with his hands

"it's alright, doll, honestly I'm flattered, but you don't gotta keep this to yourself," John says and then proceeds to reenact the scene that Gale was envisioning (did Gale plant the scene in his brain for John to see? maybe, maybe not, we'll never know)

[fleetingcalypso]

We were girls together.

≋ Living in the past, recounting experiences that are now part of an old carving on the altar of memory can at times be the only remedy for a lonely heart. ≋

≋ Camilla Macaulay x FEM!Reader ≋

≋ Word Count: 907 words.

≋ TW: religious (catholic) imagery.

We were girls together.

We sat close to each other in class, our feet touching and occasionally tapping each other's ankle with the tip of our shoe whenever something entertaining occurred. We lied side by side on the same bed, reading from the same book, complaining when one of us would turn the page before the other was done, occasionally she would rest her head on my chest and fall asleep listening to my heartbeat. I would trim her hair and she’d trim mine. We held each other’s hands while crossing the street, the childish gesture feeling like a sacrosanct inside joke between the two of us. We exchanged recipes, fashion tips, accessories. 

We would rest our bodies on the grass by the lakeside, her head on my lap or vice versa and we'd look up at the sky and find shapes in the clouds. Once she pointed her finger up to the heavens and said "That one looks like a knight, the other looks like a dragon," I laughed, "Perhaps there's also a princess nearby, then. Just hiding away, waiting to be rescued." She hummed in agreement though it seemed as if she had more to say, then her eyes closed. I let her nap while I moved my fingers through her hair.

We were girls together. 

When the cold came, with its freezing kiss and the gift of candid snow, she'd wrap her arms around me and I'd wrap my coat around her, swaying her from side to side as if she was but a babe needing comfort. Sometimes she'd forget her gloves and she'd place her perfect hands into mine, greedily stealing all the heat I could produce. Silly girl she was, there was no need to steal. I would have gladly warmed her up any way I could have, even by using my own body as foundation wood for a burning pyre in her honor. With eyes full of mischief she would frequently pluck the cigarettes out of my fingers and claim it as hers, expecting me for my hands to find her waist and drag her closer to me, consequentially taking back what was mine from her. 

We were girls together. 

She was the one to kiss me first. It started as a game, truthfully, to kiss each other until one put an end to it. We never did keep count of who pulled away for air first, each time, being eager as we were to get back to each other's lips. Those times where she would spend the night at my apartment are some of the most bittersweet memories I own. She would show up with the orange glow of the sunset and ask, "Can I stay with you?" And powerless as I was, I replied, "There's no need to ask." One day turned into two, into three, into four, until she often spent an entire week or more rolling around in my bed sheets and wearing my clothes. Even presently, I’m confident that the sweater I’ve been searching for far too long is still in her possession, possibly hiding out in the back of a drawer.

In the moments where she felt like she could let her guard down, a completely different girl than most would see jumped out. She would be unapologetically hilarious with risquè jokes, leaving me to question where she heard them in the first place. She would complain about Bunny from time to time, complain about her brother and his ways, complain about how she felt trapped. There’s no denying it. My beautiful, perfect girl was but a nightingale trapped inside of a rusting cage.

We were girls together.

We were two sheep in a pack of wolves, but as I was able to hide my ivory fleece disguising it as a predator’s gray fur, she was incapable of doing the same and so she was cursed by becoming the Holy Virgin Mary they all prayed to, on their bruised, bloody knees, stretching their arms up in the air to grasp at the hem of the veil that hid her face. It doesn’t surprise me that I was her only shelter. The way she’d melt when I did so little as to link my pinky with hers, it felt like a young girl experiencing joy for the first time in her life.

“I never thought this could happen,” She whispered in my ear one night, thinking sleep had taken over me, “I love you.” Her legs were tangled with mine, we shared the same pillow and the very same air, our nightwear discarded on the floor. How I wish I had responded. I would have told her I loved her too, more than anything. I would have told her that I could be her knight, saving her from the world’s injustice. I would have asked her to run away from Vermont, maybe fly to the other side of the world and start a new life together, just two girls being together.

We were just girls together, when we were younger. Camilla Macaulay has been to this day my greatest spark, my epitome of the perfect love: it was quiet, subtle and it was enough for the both of us. After Henry died we all somewhat drifted apart, but as I stuff a wrinkled letter into a pristine envelope I pray to all the Gods out there that my moonlight goddess could return by my side.

[multicolour-ink]

Posted more fics from here to Ao3 😊 Be sure to check them out there, if you like.

I've also updated and added my latest fics to my writing masterpost

[toorumlk]

Hi! Sorry to bother you. And for maybe the awkwardness of this ask. I've recently stumbled upon your romione art (i Love it!!) and saw that you linked a twt account for the more risquè stuff, but that account doesn't seem to be the right one? So what I'd like to ask is where. can I find it (it's fine if you don't feel like answering! just thought asking was worth a shot)

hi friend!! thank you so much for liking my romiones ahhhhh

and yes i changed the username of my nsfw twt slightly, im sorry for not updating that on here!!

the user is now @rnbafthours !!!

[wellcometo-mymind]

Já faz um tempo que eu procuro usar apenas produtos cosméticos com o selo PETA (livre de crueldade em animais), por motivos obvios.

Eu, como mãe de pet (2 cachorros, 8 gatos, 2 calopsitas e diversos peixes), e sendo voluntária de resgate animal, cuidando de diversos cães e gatos em situação de abandono e vulnerabilidade, não poderia ser hipócrita ao ponto de contribuir com a indústria de crueldade animal apenas por estética.

Mas esses dias, um questionamento do qual nunca tinha passado pela minha mente antes me ocorreu: o selo PETA atesta produtos não testados em animais. Mas, se os demais componentes da fórmula já tiverem sido testados anteriormente, ele se qualifica para receber o selo?

Perguntei ao ChatGPT e a resposta que tive nao foi nem um pouco animadora; porque sim, produtos que utilizam produtos já testados em animais em épocas anteriores pode passar pelo selo PETA. A única exigência deles é que o produto não faça testes durante a produção. Mas, se os produtos usados ja foram testados anteriormente, o cosmético ganha o selo da mesma forma.

Uma informação extremamente decepcionante!!

Não é sem motivo que procurei usar esses produtos. É uma questão mais que ideológica; é uma questão humana. Nós, humanos, não devemos tirar o bem estar de outra vida pelo nosso próprio bem estar. Todas as formas de vida tem direito a viver na terra, sem dor, fome ou sofrimento. Principalmente se estes males forem criados por uma forma de vida consciente, como os seres humanos.

E por esse motivo, eu fiquei extremamente chateada ao perceber que, mesmo com todos os cuidados, eu também posso estar contribuindo com a crueldade e maldade humana, movida pela ganância capitalista e industrial. É extremamente chocante pra mim saber que existem pessoas que são capazes, não só de apoiar uma atitude tão monstruosa, como também de executar, sem remorsos ou culpa, tais atos. É realmente revoltante saber que a humanidade tem essa parte tão vil dentro de si.

Contudo, apesar da minha revolta justificada, eu descobri que ainda há esperança, ao menos. Alguns selos, não tão conhecidos, mas que já estão tomando seu lugar no mercado brasileiro e mundial, são bem mais exigentes e GARANTEM a segurança animal e humana sem NENHUM TESTE, seja ele prévio ou presente.

São os selos Leaping Bunny e Choose Cruelty-Free, (logos acima, respectivamente). Esses selos possuem uma política bastante severa sobre a fabricação dos produtos e garantem que nenhum componente da fórmula foi, está sendo ou será testado em animais. E isso sim é um real avanço na nossa sociedade e humanidade como um todo.

É claro que, com uma política tão rigorosa, não temos muitas empresas que conseguiram o dito cujo. Ainda assim, temos três empresas brasileiras que conquistaram esse patamar e, sabendo disso, tenho total responsabilidade (e desejo) de consumir prioritariamente os produtos em questão. São elas:

Avon

Natura

Risquè

Saber que existem empresas que estão lutando (e conquistando) uma honraria tão grande em uma causa tão nobre como a luta pelo direito dos animais é, mesmo sendo uma fagulha curta, suficiente para deixar meu coração mais quentinho.

Por mais que possa parecer que é uma luta vã, pois é de conhecimento geral que a humanidade é egocêntrica e cruel por natureza, eu acredito que possamos mudar o pensamento, atitudes e ideologias de toda a sociedade, se continuarmos tentando e acreditando.

Eu sei que não é um trabalho fácil. É uma luta diária e árdua; e fazer com que os outros possam compreender a vasta extensão da natureza e nosso lugar, tão pequenino nela, é pesado. São séculos de sociedades acreditando que a humanidade é superior e é quase compreensível a recusa em mudar drasticamente esse pensamento. Quase! Porque quando se trata de sofrimento de outra vida, apesar de todos os pesares, eu não consigo perdoar. E é por isso que nós, que amamos os animais e temos essa compreensão mais extensa da vida e natureza temos por obrigação lutar.

Temos de lutar, todos os dias, com todas as nossas armas, sem se deixar abater. Qualquer gesto, mesmo o mínimo dos mínimos (como comprar produtos com o selo certo), é um passo a mais na direção de um mundo justo e plácido. Um mundo onde vamos estar em perfeito equilíbrio e comunhão com a natureza; um mundo onde vamos poder sorrir sabendo que enfim, conseguimos; e que finalmente podemos usar a palavra "humano" como sinônimo de amor!!

[biblical-chronicles]

Hiiii, first of all I wanted to say that I love your storys, you write VERY well!!!

Secondly, could you write something with Noel + fingering?? (Help, how embarrassing lol) Like, they're out with friends and he kind of starts teasing her under the table and all that...

Like, if you don't feel comfortable please let me know, but I really wanted one like that 😔

Ty!! Youre amazing 😁🫶

okay as I said this is a safe space, so no worries, it is not embarrassing at all love xx

was dead fun to write, I enjoy cheeky risquè little storylines like this

here you go x

[lesbiantiresias]

sometimes i feel i get a bit too risquè on here but then i remember this is My house. Sex!!!!!!!

[dasmaniaxd]

cum one and all and join my community that will be full of risquè, spicy adult memes that I hope you will all enjoy

https://www.tumblr.com/join/2YODb7-E

[taesanluv3r]

guys i just wanted to make a psa that i dont write anything suggestive (minus the occasional implied make out sessions in my fics lol) ! with that, if u send in any ideas that are a little #risquè i might not feel comfortable to write about them 😭 like if u see me reblog a smut/suggestive fic thats one thing, but i personally dont write it myself so im sorry if i dont respond to certain asks that are of that kind of genre 🙏 AND ALSO in addition to this, if u send an ask with an idea that cld be taken as both suggestive and not, pls pls pls specify how u want it to be interpreted - just in case im the one getting the wrong idea! tysm :3

end of psa 🐇

[jeepersdotjpeg]

Hello Mr. Jeeps. I do hope my question is not invasive or uncomfortable in any way. I remember that before your account change you had an Adult Account™️ on Twitter where you posted more risquè content. I was wondering if there was anywhere you would post that again or if you were not planning to. Either is ok… I am simply a curious fella

hello hello! so funnily enough i made several accounts of this nature over the years.. and all of them have slowly been abandoned! i simply don't draw erotica often enough to have an account dedicated to it Hahah. im a sex-positive asexual with an autistic special interest in the culture and psychology of kinks/odd sex practice, so i still Lurk in these spaces once in a blue moon-- but ive mostly kept my artistic activity and research contained to my close friends nowadays (who are mostly also autistic ace freaks🫶)

and not invasive at all, DW o7

[malicioustaste]

We need a discord server for ZZZ ocs, the original discord is kinda filled with people who can't tell the difference between just risquè posting and straight up porn

Like go ahead, enjoy your anime girl in floss bikini, but maybe don't post her wet camel toe full zoomed in. Like.