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[pondanimal]

did someone say mclennon cuddle

alt ver

@nervenow

[dirtgrubber]

he might be ace but he’s still a cunty flirt

[rawbin-hsr]

Aventurine x Reader

You treat Aventurine with more respect than he deserves.

Read part 2 here !

Only barely proof-read, guaranteed to have lots of grammatical errors, English is not my first language and I am experimenting with my writing style <3

CW: smut, handjob (Aventurine receiving), dehumanisation (internal, thoughts Aventurine has of himself, referring to himself as a “monster”), feelings of inadequacy, hurt/very little comfort, crying, mentions of death, at some points this seems like dubcon because Aventurine speaks of feeling “dread”, but it’s NEVER intended to be read as him not wanting to receive touch from reader, it is meant to convey how little he thinks he deserves this. The smut is soft and gentle, but Aventurine’s internal thoughts definitely are not <3

Lmk if there’s anything else I should warn about !!

18+, minors will be blocked <3

Your touch is so kind. Soft and gentle, as if he is made of the finest porcelain, as if he is a fragile flower, as if he is delicate. It is cruel, he thinks, that he has made you think he is any less than a monster. It is cruel that he hasn’t pushed you away, when he knows he will devour you. It has become part of his nature.

But how can he push you away when you are so persistent? How can he push you away when you roll with his punches, when you go along with each and every one of his pushes and pulls? It is hard to keep you out when you insistently pry your way into what’s left of his soul, when you gaze upon the rotten corpse that he is and still claim him to be beautiful. He thinks you must be blind at best and naive at worst.

“You’re so pretty,” you whisper reverently, and though Aventurine knows his body is, he also knows that is not the part of him you’re referring to. Not when your hand rests on his chest, above the empty cavern where his heart is meant to be.

You kiss his neck and he shivers. There’s a pit in his stomach, knotting his insides with dread.

He should tell you to stop, should warn you that he’s deceiving you, that he’s not the person you think he is. Should show you that he is a wolf in sheep’s clothing, that he is a bad omen. But he can’t bring himself to. Not when being with you feels so good, not when he’s self-indulgent to a fault, and he can’t help himself with you. He is the worst mistake you could ever make, in part because he can’t even stop from letting you continue to make it.

His hands rest on the back of your neck, fingers tangled in your hair. It is unfair how good your touch feels, his back arching just from mere caresses upon his skin. You play him like he’s an instrument you’ve practiced for years, despite never having fucked him before. He digs his heels into your back as your hand wraps around his dick, and he whines into your shoulder when you lovingly stroke it.

“I love you,” you murmur as he pulls on your hair, as his nails dig into your skin, and he wants to cry. He will destroy you from the inside out, he knows, or maybe he will kill you before he gets the chance to. He can never keep the things he loves alive.

Your lips kiss his skin, and he moans brokenly as your thumb glides over the head of his cock, pushing down on the tip. His hips rock up to meet your hand, and he feels ashamed of how blatantly he allows himself to enjoy you, how blatantly he allows himself to use you. You deserve so much better, but you are the best thing that he has ever managed to get his bloodstained hands on, and so he can’t help himself. He wants you to remain unaware of how much better you could do. He wants you to stubbornly remain by his side even when he makes it hard for you to do so. He wants to bare every part of his being to you so you can see how little worth he is to you. He wants you to run from him before it’s too late.

But part of him knows he already has shown you himself, that you’ve seen who he is and you still love him. You must be stupid.

“Use me,” he begs you, wishing you’d do something with him to alleviate the guilt he feels, so it would at least be mutual. His hands cling to you, and he whimpers pathetically when you lean back to look down at him. “Use me, please. Please…”

And your eyes are so kind. Your eyes are so sweet and soft and human, and everything he is not.

“Shh,” you hush him, tenderly pressing a kiss to his lips. He sobs, feeling embarrassing tears fill his eyes as you press closer to him, the touch so caring and innocent yet so lewd as your hand tugs at him. “Just let me make you feel good, okay?”

And you do. You always keep true to your words, unlike him. It’s barely a minute later that his breath hitches and he keens, nearly wailing into your neck as he comes undone under your too loving hands. It’s obscene, and he feels filthy as his semen paints your hand and splatters on his lower stomach. He has soiled your perfect skin, has dirtied your perfect body. He hopes you will let go of him and wash yourself up, then leave him here, broken on the bed in the mess he’s created. That you will leave him to pick up the pieces of himself he has left. He is undeserving of you.

And yet he only feels your love swaddle him when his body relaxes, adoring praises and sweet words tumbling from your perfect lips as your perfect hands gently stroke his body, soothing him as if he is deserving. Your perfect body presses closer to him, no doubt getting his mess on your perfect abdomen as you almost lay yourself flat on him. You pepper perfect kisses all over his face, and he realises belatedly he’s crying. For the first time in ten years. Fat tears rolling down his cheeks, and he doesn’t know for what reason.

But you seem like you do know. You look so understanding, wiping his tears with an achingly kind, perhaps slightly sad smile, and you don’t ask him why.

“I’ve got you now, it’s okay,” you say instead. And you do, because you always keep true to your word.

And he is selfish, because he doesn’t stop you. He lets you clean him up, lets you kiss his tears away, lets you take care of him. Lets you climb into bed with him afterwards, unaware that you have brought the monster under your bed up into your loving arms. He hasn’t felt so much love since he was nine.

And he is selfish, because even though he can already feel his claws dig into your flesh as he holds you in return, he cannot bring himself to pull away. He can only hope he won’t dig in his heels when you eventually see reason and try to leave. He can only hope you will have the time to get away before he kills you.

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[elshe]

What would you guys like to see from me??

I’ve come out of my dry spell and all I’ve wanted to do is draw ALL DAY!!! 😭😭 I’m freakin PUMPED. I’ve got my iPad on bright mode and my pencil warmed in my hand. Nothing can stop me.

Tell me what Hiccstrid/HTTYD/The Gang/any other Httyd related things you’d like to see me draw! I’ll pick my favorites and draw them for you. This is your motherfuckin chance. Speak now or forever hold your peace.

Send the requests in my inbox pretty please thanks!! I love you!!

[spect-era]

If you’re still taking requests, maybe a fluffy moment of Copia playing cards with Rain and Phantom?…both ghouls ain’t all that good at the game, but they’ll play a game with their papa to make him happy!

The game started out fine !!

[bullborn]

Danganronpa THH character portraits pt. 2

[gimmick-thief]

Bro I was snooping so much Tumblr just sent me straight to the homepage. The Linus Dimension if you will. Anyways can you give me an @achivement-unlocked for that?

Achievement unlocked!

Time Out

Even [tumblr] told you to calm down.

[ynhart]

I have a special prayer request. Today is the anniversary of my mom's death. Can I ask for some prayers?

[aellivi]

Still figuring out how I want to draw this guy.

[zevrra]

I loved those headcanons about Joel, and I was wondering if you could write some more about him... maybe more headcanons or a drabble about Joel eating out his girl? 👀

tags: 18(+), mdni, very nsfw, suggestive content, fem!reader, m/f oral sex, mention of fingering, mention of overstimulation, mention of edging, age gap, anon request, short & sweet

creator notes: sorry this took awhile to answer anon!! i hope you enjoy though! i def had fun writing this little thing for joel……maybe a part 2 will be in the works soon…>:3

A strong hand presses against your hip, pinning you right down to the mattress of the bed you currently lay back on. While his other hand grips your thigh to keep your legs from closing shut tight around Joel’s head. It was his hands that kept you from wiggling away too much. Nestled between your thighs, Joel’s tongue licks a trail across your pussy as his eyes stare directly up at you. Those damned brown eyes could speak a thousand words even with his mouth currently full.

You don’t know how long it’s been, how long since he sank between your thighs to eat you out like a starving man. Time didn’t exist when he lapped at your pussy the way he did. The only thing you were sure of was the scratch of his beard with every shift of his jaw and how good he was making you feel.

“Darlin’,” Joel groans against your lower half. You can barely see in the dim light when he flicks his pretty brown eyes up at you. Wants to make sure you know he’s watching you every second he pleases you. “Quit your squirming.” He adds. You can feel him smirk against your skin, squeezing your thigh as a small warning. As if you could stop your body from twitching while his tongue pressed right up against your clit.

You can’t help the moan that tumbles from your lips as his tongue dances across your soaking wet core. Your fingers grip at the sheets beneath you, pulling the fabric as tight as you can to keep yourself tethered to this world. Fearing you might fall head first into oblivion with the pleasure coursing through your veins. Your chest is tight with your second, or maybe this was your third, impending climax.

“Don’t talk with your—fuck—mouth full!” You manage to say. Teasing him the best you could under the circumstances.

Joel laughs at your snarky comment, gathering spit up with his tongue and pressing it directly in between your lips. Using his spit to slip his tongue inside of you in one swift motion. Quickly, while you pathetically moan, Joel replaces his tongue with a single finger. Pushes his finger swiftly inside your pussy up to his second knuckle. Slowly he begins to thrust his finger inside of you. Draws it out and slips it back in at a steady pace, while his tongue returns to press and suck on your clit.

The sensation is tormenting. The slow draw of his thick finger prodding inside of you with the fast flick of his tongue left you panting and breathless. The feeling overstimulates you in the best way. The ache for more all the while being too much; it all builds a sweet storm inside your lower half. And at this point, you’re far too sensitive to last.

His pace never falters as he lures you closer and closer to your end. Your third, or fourth, orgasm is hurriedly coming in like a crashing wave. Your body tenses up tight as spring, causing you to throw your head back with a broken moan. Pleasure turns your blood into liquid lava as you seek for your orgasm. “Joel, god, Joel I’m—“ You cry his name as the spring inside of you winds up tighter, and tighter, and tighter; threatening to snap with your orgasm.

Instead at the last second, just before you can fully enjoy your pleasure seeking climax, Joel stripes you of it. Removing his mouth and his fingers away from your aching pussy with a devilish smirk.

You whimper at the loss of your orgasm as your body trembles from your denied high. You turn your head to the side with a sharp, desperate whine escaping your lips. With ease, Joel kisses at your inner thigh. His grip on your other thigh and the one at your hip loosens as he soothingly now rubs into your skin.

“Joel!” You complain with a whine of his name, pouting right at him when you finally manage to look down at him and his comfy spot between your thighs. And as you find his gaze, those deep brown eyes of his stare right into your soul. A fire of passion raged inside of him; just as much as it did inside of you.

“You better ask nicely if ya want me to keep going baby.” Joel responds with a deep chuckle. Kissing dangerously close to where his lips had previously just been but not close enough to continue with pleasing you.

Of course now of all times he was planning to tease you. To drag this out further and further, edge you longer and longer until you finally break and beg him to fuck you.

God, you were in for a very long night.

[canon-gabriel-quotes]

Transcript:

Benjamin, you are worthy in the eyes of God.

It is said amongst all the angels that of all the creatures available on earth and above and below, through all of creation, through all of life!

You are God’s favorite.

And I would think it’s so cool for you to come over sometime and we could hang out on the couch and order a pizza, and maybe watch some anime together.

It’s been a while since I rewatched Gurren Lagann.

So maybe this weekend if you’re not to busy, you could pop by.

But no pressure or anything I know we’re all very busy these days.

Thank you, Benjamin. I love you.

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⚾⚾ WEEK #04 OF #WEEKLYDAIYA ⚾⚾

Daiya no Ace - A Mini Collection of Sawamura Calling Coach Kataoka "Boss" in Every Season ↳ requested by Nedzi (@inahochi)

[dirtgrubber]

normal behavior

[blorbocedes]

max stringing toto along up to summer break with no intention of signing is so funny he really had that 60 year old billionaire on his knees begging

[screwpinecaprice]

Karaoke date!

🎤 song playing 🎶

TBH I'm really just procrastinating. Not even 50% in a commission I'm already stuck on a part and it's been days now. (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`) Just wanna turn away from that for a bit.

[thilsiktonix]

your art is lowkey so cute and id love to see edgar and p03 together in your artstyle (if you want to of course ^_^)

ok so by. the time I realized I was going a bit too crazy on what I said would be an "ms paint doodle", I was already in too deep... ;;;;

when I first saw the ask it was 3 hours old, now it's 6 hours, I can't believe I spent 3 hours on MS paint xDD

anyways I still hope you enjoy :3c !!!! I had a bit too much fun on this one

p.s., I'm probably going to only draw solo - Edgar requests from here on. you're still totally free to send in whatever Edgar-related requests you have but I'll probably just do smaller stuff for the rest of these :)