#some smexiness

[ministarfruit]

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ok baiii ttyl <3

[an-excellent-choice]

"Make her watch"

Seems like Mr.Dekarios' new companion is a very generous lover

Took me longer than expected. It was struggle to find references for guys in sexy poses without them being super buff.

[little-lanterns]

chongyue hand appreciation post

[fandomfaeofveryfewf4cks]

Dream, who can't spend a long time in the waking world and wants to fuck his insomniac boyfriend, Hob "I need to grade these papers" Gadling, in the endless:

In the voice of Samuel L Jackson: Go the fuck to sleep

[darbypea]

Happy valentines day swanqueen lovers!

[ramon-tikaram-love]

Ramon Tikaram as Praveen Badal in Happy Valley, s1 e3

[ezralva]

I got another surprise GojoxChoso gift fic from another writer, inspired by my old GoCho fic "Happy Together" !

In which Satoru Gojo pesters Choso, falls in love and gets to go on a date with him.

Rated E, one-shot, fluff and smut, there's a plot twist at the end. Check it out if you like some smexy GojoxChoso in action :)

[chevvy-yates]

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McLaren F1 by ctxrlsec. Leather body harness by @pinkydude.

[twentydaysofdrabbles]

The Concierge Receives Affection (Part 52)

A gasp catches in your throat as you grab at the seat to control your fall, but strong hands around your hips guide your descent well. Tumbling into a surprisingly bony lap, you look back and find Sans grinning lasciviously at you. "hey gorgeous~" he purrs, pressing his teeth up against your cheek.

"Sans," you say, trying and failing to stop the smile from blooming on your lips. Around you, the cabin dims until it is nearly pitch black. People shift and mutter, but otherwise everyone goes quiet and beds down to sleep. You're certain that some others are awake, and so keep your voice down. "What are you doing?"

Sans gently shifts you until you are sitting sideways on his lap which...gets softer the longer you sit on them? Well, in any event he shifts you until your back is resting against his arm as he wraps it around your waist, until you are facing both him and Papyrus.

Reaching down with the hand not pinned up against Sans' chest, you touch his thigh gently and marvel at how flesh-like it feels. He has done something to them, you theorise, because his lap was a lot harder not a few moments ago.

"ecto-body, baby," he purrs against your cheek, licking it gently with his glowing tongue. "can't have yer seat be all hard and bony."

Ecto-body?

"SANS, UNHAND THEM AND LET THEM GO BACK TO THEIR SEAT," Papyrus hisses at Sans, though notably, he doesn't protest when your legs press up against the outside of his thigh. And instead of pushing you away, the younger skeleton brother actually takes your legs and drapes it across his lap which also get a little fuller the longer you look at them, a little softer. He has apparently summoned his 'ecto-body' as well.

You still don't know what an ecto-body is.

Papyrus' crimson eye lights look at you. Meeting your gaze with his own. Holding it for a few heartbeats before he looks away, a soft blush on his cheekbones.

"doesn't seem like yer too keen on them movin' anywhere, boss," Sans teases his brother, still nuzzling your cheek with his teeth in a skeleton kiss.

You sigh softly but don't move, shaking your head at the way Papyrus scowls at Sans without heat. "I'm quite comfortable where I am," you offer, shifting until you've found a comfortable angle to sit at, with your shoulder resting against Sans' chest.

Although now that you're not moving, the bruises on your back and thighs throb and ache, and your hands have petrified in the moments you weren't moving. You sigh through your nose and grit your teeth through the discomfort of uncurling your fingers from your palms. It takes a moment, but you manage to tuck your index finger under the hem of your glove, intending to take it off.

Sans stops you with a hand on your wrist, murmuring against your ear, "lemme do it." Without waiting for your response, he carefully avoids the mechanism that would trigger your hidden blade and pulls your blood-soaked glove off to reveal your scarred hand. The same is repeated to your other glove.

Though the cabin is dark, though the only lights near you are Sans and Papyrus's eyes, you still tense the moment the dry, cool air brushes over your skin. In contrast to the blood soaked fabric, there is none on your skin, leaving it clean, if a little clammy from dried sweat.

As always, Sans can read you too well, though it helps that he's pressed up against you, feeling your every reaction. "got a spare?" Sans dips his head so he can press his teeth to your shoulder. "know ya don't like yer hands bare."

You can barely feel the press of his teeth through the thick fabric of your turtleneck, blouse and coat. Part of you wishes you could. Though...what is stopping you? And you could retrieve your spare pair of gloves at the same time.

So you fish out a spare pair of gloves from an inner pocket with stiff fingers, ones that Papyrus takes from you before Sans can. The older brother sneers at the younger, but Papyrus only turns his nose up and growls, "DON'T HOG."

"Don't fight, please. People want to rest," you say in amusement, shifting around to shrug your coat off. From habit alone, you fold it slowly and toss it onto your empty seat to keep it from wrinkling. Now clad only in your blouse and turtleneck, the closely tailored sleeve of your turtleneck reveals the outline of your gauntlets, the holsters for your hidden blades. It takes only a moment to flick the safeties on both of them; you wouldn't want to accidently trigger them.

Sans seems to forget his gripe with Papyrus taking your gloves as he immediately preoccupies himself with touching your blouse and gun belt, his red eye lights going fuzzy. "want this off, sweets?" He taps at your gun belt.

"If you would be so kind."

"'course."

His deft phalanxes expertly undo the catch to your belt, releasing it with a soft snikt sound. The two guns tucked into it weigh it down, clanging against the armrest with a sound that makes people grumble. "whoops." Sans grin tightens and a little sweat bubbles from his temple.

You smile softly and shake your head, taking it from him and setting it on the other seat with less noise. Now freed from the weight of your ammo belt and the heavy cloth of your coat, you can sink into Sans's oddly comfortable body with a sigh.

Papyrus, now seeing that you're unoccupied, holds his hand out. A silent ask for your own hands. It takes a moment for you to comply, a moment of hesitation born from habit, from not particularly enjoying touching other people without it. But comply you do, slowly but surely.

You tense almost imperceptibly, touching the bones of his palm first with the tips of your fingers. His bones, his hand, it's...not quite like touching human bones. Less porous, and certainly not as dry; not quite sucking all the moisture from your skin. But it is smooth, with a slightly dusty texture, almost like porcelain that's been left alone for a tad too long. Warm, too. Which you almost didn't expect.

While you examine his hand with your bare fingers, Papyrus waits patiently. His crimson eye lights glued onto your face. Beside you, under you, Sans does the same, with his own bare phalanges touching your clothed hip.

The gaps between the more delicate bones of Papyrus' palms glows a gentle red in the darkness, outlining his bones and showing you exactly where he is. You're almost certain that you've seen him and Sans without the lights before; perhaps it is something that they can control. It would be rather difficult to sneak around in the dark when one glows so obviously.

But you're not sneaking around now, and no one is bothering any of you. In this little pocket of privacy, Papyrus is allowing you to indulge in your curiosity, and so you do.

There is a slight little fizz as your fingers trace over the glowing gaps between his bones, like getting too close to a field of harmless static. Papyrus shudders at the touch.

"Is that uncomfortable?" you ask quietly, looking up at him to examine the expression on his scowling face.

It takes a heartbeat for Papyrus to answer, but eventually he does with a slight blush on his face. "IT'S FINE." Ah, perhaps it's uncomfortable in a less...innocent way.

"bones are sensitive, sweets," Sans murmurs into your neck from where he has stuffed his face, inhaling deeply and purring like a cat. "but ya already knew that~"

You did. Sans' neck, Papyrus' hands. You're interested to know where else they would be sensitive. But not now, and certainly not in public.

So you smile and slide one hand fully into Papyrus's, marveling at the sheer difference in size. Your hand is entirely engulfed in his as he curls his phalanges over yours, the warmth of his bones seeping into your skin. It's soothing, especially since the overworked muscles have decided that enough is enough.

The tall skeleton monster sits up in his seat, turning to face you and looming over your hand. Ever so gently, he places your hand on his decidedly not bony thigh and guides the clean gloves over your palms with gentle precision. Intriguingly, the gloves are warm! As if they had been placed on a heater. It is a tad too hot at first, but once your skin gets used to the temperature, it feels like heaven.

Unbidden, a sigh of relief slips from your lips.

Papyrus doesn't even try to restrain the triumphant smirk on his own. "YOU ARE WELCOME."

Sans, still nuzzling at your neck, sticks his tongue out at his brother. "suck up."

"USELESS BAG OF BONES."

"yeah but whose lap are they sitting on--"

Reaching out with both hands, you press your fingers against both the brothers' fangs. The bare one against Papyrus's, the gloved one against Sans. "Do I need to repeat myself?" Despite the smile on your face, your words are stern.

"no, sweetheart."

"NO, MA'AM."

Both sound reluctantly contrite, a fact that makes you smile. But they don't argue, and you take the opportunity to pull your hands away. Only, you don't get very far.

Sans curls his phalanges around your hand to keep it close to his teeth. He says nothing, but those leering eye lights stay fixed on your face as he nuzzles it gently. His breath is warm and feathers over the sliver of skin between glove and gauntlet, tickling you gently as Sans presses skeleton kiss after skeleton kiss to your palm and then the inside of your wrist.

Papyrus, not one to be outdone, slides another warmed glove onto your bare hand, conscious not to be too rough as he does so. But he, too, raises your hand to press his teeth to your knuckles in a chivalrous kiss. A soft blush casts a red glow on your white gloves, but it only serves to soften Papyrus' harshly angular features. Unlike his brother, Papyrus only nuzzles you once before he lets your hand go, sitting back in his seat and spreading his legs so he can press his thigh against your knees.

Your heart flips wetly in your chest at the tenderness these two menacing monsters are showing you. It suddenly casts your mind back to what Sans had said earlier. A closed triad with him and his brother. Perhaps...it wouldn't be so bad after all. And Papyrus seems more than happy to touch you, to give you affection. Perhaps to receive some in return.

Yes, you think as you lean into Sans, letting him nuzzle and kiss your hand to his soul's content, you could get used to this.

As you close your eyes and start to doze in the safety of Sans' embrace and Papyrus' presence next to you, you make a mental note to ask them about their ecto-bodies when you have privacy. Because if it was what you felt when you helped Sans out in that alley...well, you have an idea.

[chlorinecake]

🫦 Not you sliding in my inbox like this, but I’d say you’re looking pretty sharp yourself, sugar booger 😏

[flowercrowngods]

the day i learn to dio-ify smut it’s over for y’all

[theloveinc]

ShinKami headcanons?

thank you for waiting, legend!!! i haven’t written headcanons in so long tbh so i hope these are alright <333 

also, do we prefer the regular tumblr bolded list dots for headcanons, or when they look like this: 

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- I’m not sure where to begin... so please pardon how this starts LOL

- Shinso + Denki are honestly great in a throuple because they literally never, and I mean NEVER, make you feel left out. Whether you start the relationship with them or join after they’re already together... there’s never a moment when you’re not included in whatever their needs/wants are... or need to feel like that’s so. 

- If they talk about needing to cuddle, going somewhere, getting dinner... you better assume you’re included + respond enthusiastically or they’re gonna pester you about it. To no end. There is no “Denki + Shinso time together without y/n...” it’s all three of you or BUST

- You’re like: “aw okay have fun together” in a text about something and they both nearly call off work b/c they’re so upset you thought you weren’t part of it (you get like forty texts about it and at least five phone calls). Same w/ cuddling. You don’t catch the hint they want you there... then they’re literally DRAGGING you to bed. 

- And If there’s a party and you don’t want to go for some reason, they’re not going either. Could be fully ass dressed and ready to leave and everything, but if you express hesitation the jackets are coming right off. 

- In fact, they probably end up a lot more annoyed at each other without you. It’s not really noticeable to someone who doesn’t know them, or even all that common normally... but if you happen to ignore them for some reason, purposefully or not, there’s like a 75% chance Shin + Denks will end up at each other’s throats for some reason or another (though it’s really just sadness in disguise).

- And you’re probably the only person they listen to in arguments + can get them to stop bickering. Not even Bakugo has shit on you tbh, when it comes to one word being enough to make them be quiet. 

- You get home late from work one night (on a night neither of them are on patrol)... and there’s a full ass canyon between them on the bed and they have grumpy faces on even in their sleep. 

- That’s another thing, though... it’s great if you’re like this, too... terrible if/when you need to go somewhere........... but they’re always gonna do the most when it comes to cuddling you. “y/n” more like Shin + Denks’ joint teddy bear they have to share, every single night. 

- Except it’s not like... normal ass spooning... it’s like, Shinso’s armpit over your forehead and Denki clinging to your belly. Or Shinso’s arm around your neck and Denki’s leg over both your thighs...

- Which is funny because they’re actually really horrible sleepers (we knew this, though)... so this all ends up occurring at like... 4am when everyone is finally tired enough to stop moving. Otherwise, there’s normally at least one of them awake at all times, even if they’re in bed. 

- And I’ve said this before but... Shinso watches TV on his phone in bed when he can’t sleep....... and now that I think about it, Denki does, too........ so sometimes you’ll just randomly wake up in the middle of the night to find both of them sharing earbuds, eating a snack and watching something on a tiny ass phone screen that’s held literally right above your head. Get them some help. 

- LMAOOOO and they’re so bad at eating. Not just because they literally always forget to and are bad at cooking (so they just end up eating junk), but because... they consistently eat off of your plate. Every single meal. Like, at this point... you should just stop setting the table because they don’t even want their own food. 

- It sorta makes a little sense because you often don’t get mealtime together because of their work schedules, so yeah, sharing is nice........... but it’s still like ??? whenever one of them is getting ready for work and literally yoinks your half eaten piece of toast right out of your hands and leaves with it. 

- (You might be like, “Caitie, they both do that?” Yes.) They honestly have jealousy problems, too. If Denki gets your half your sandwich in the morning, Shinso is absolutely complaining about how rude that is....... and then trying to finish half of your lunch. There is no meal where you are ever fully left alone. They’re just lucky they get paid hella good so cooking/ordering in abundance is not really a problem anymore (and making all your dinners family style is pretty easy). 

- Same with spending time with each other, too. Denki is more babyish about it than Shinso, but if one catches the other cuddling without them... they’re throwing a whole fit. Denki getting all whiney about how “Shinso always get the front!!” or Shinso trying to hit Denki w/ a pillow for taking up “too much of” you. Or even pinching and tickling at you for always “getting everything.”

- But literally... you should probably just start saying no to cuddling at this point, and esp. if you plan on trying to get anything done after, cuz spoiler alert: you won’t, and never will (cuz then they’re mad at you for leaving them and finally teaming up to mildly guilt you). 

- Which like... what do these boys even want at this point😭😭😭 (gotta love them, though). 

[bluemoonbabes]

SIREN CALL II

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[francy-sketches]

I agree 😌 but can’t twincest be both simultaneously cringe and smexy? 😏

No -_- Read f&b if you want smexy incest (derogatory)

[selemina]

StealthHawk lore! :D (The last image is not canon! I might be an actor in this SMP but I'm a fangirl first and foremost- XD)

[juniaships]

Rainbow Lucky Clover!

TW// YANDERE THEMES, DARK TOPICS, MILD SPOILERS FOR SDJ

My self insert and her tv alias Clover. It's not canon but what if my sona was also an actress on the Sunny Day Jack program? Like Jack she would have a rainbow theme.

Irl she and Jack's actor were dating. Much to the disapproval of her parents & his struggles with newfound popularity. But after Joseph's murder, and subsequent tragedies she died of heartbreak shortly after. In her past life she was the happy go lucky girl next door to Joseph's brooding boy. Now her modern incarnation the troubled one who learns to open up again and fight for the life she wants, and rocks the boat by trying to figure out the unsolved mystery of Joseph's death. She doesn't remember her past life save for dreams.

My sona isn't just for SDJ tho she can be for a variety of "nostalgic kidcore horror" like FNAF, Poppy Playtime, Rainbow Friends, even sighs Garten of Banban. I should work on her lore for those games as well.

Meiker by @gelbraddy