#suggestive ///

[jsketch12]

there's a pretty girl on the line

[anuphim]

i had to join in on this. bnuuy runs in my BLOOD

[porcelian]

Your hand moves lazily across Jason’s taut back, tracing circles over the muscles that coil like overstretched ropes, each slight movement sending waves of tension rippling through his form.

A persistent throb pulses at the base of Jason’s neck, radiating outward into his shoulders like an invisible weight, pressing down with every breath he takes. Your fingers gently untangle the knots, gliding upward from his spine to the sensitive curve of his neck.

“Why are we even doing this?” He mumbles into the pillow, his voice muffled by the fabric.

You hum above him, your palms moving with a practiced grace over his shoulders. “You need rest, baby—and this is the only way I can get you to listen.”

He snorts, his voice low. “So bossy.”

“Shush. Enjoy it,” you tease, a quiet smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

Jason melts under your touch, his body surrendering to the soothing rhythm of your hands. You work his muscles like a familiar melody, your palms spreading the oil across the expanse of his scarred back. The liquid flows like golden rivers, tracing the crooked contours of his body.

His eyelids flutter, heavy with the weight of sleep, as your fingers weave deeper into his back. The softness of your touch, the warmth of your palms, drapes over him like a gentle cocoon, lulling him toward a peace he hasn’t known in weeks.

Your fingers land on a knot in his back, and with a subtle pressure, it unravels—like a tightly wound coil snapping free. Jason exhales in a soft rush, the sound of relief music to your ears.

“You sound heavenly under me,” you murmur teasingly, your voice low as you hover near his ear.

“Shut up,” he groans, burying his flushed face into the ivory pillow, his embarrassment hidden beneath the soft fabric.

“Look who’s blushing. Do I make you nervous, baby?” You can’t hide the smirk in your voice, amusement dancing in every word.

In response, he swats your bare thigh.

“Hey!” You squeak, surprised, but then give in with a playful surrender. “M'kay, fine. No more teasing.”

Jason hums, a small, content sound, his hand reaching back to gently squeeze your thigh, a quiet reassurance.

“Wanna try a different oil next? Or maybe body butter?” You murmur, your fingers absentmindedly tracing patterns on his skin.

He doesn’t answer, and you pull your thoughts away from his warmth, noticing how deeply his features have softened as he drifts further into slumber.

He’s asleep. The realization brings a quiet smile to your lips, and you lean down to press a soft, chaste kiss to his forehead. Laying down beside him, you let the embrace of sleep pull you in as well, your mind quieting in the peace you’ve both found in this moment.

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[electraslight]

raine and eda doodles

(headdresses used to be a part of the school uniform at hexside, but basically no one wore them because, if youve ever met a kid who has to wear a school uniform, they like to wear as little of the uniform as possible. raine wore theirs because they theorized that the more nerdy and prudish they looked, the more they could get away with. this remains both their strategy in political espionage and seducing their wife)

[neganjokes]

small art dump

[the-artist-grimm]

Joining the bunny bandwagon~

Also Narinder having a bit of a crisis-his spouse is cute, but also kitty likes biting:

[rabiadraw]

Damte

[donutfloats]

Gabriel got bunny suited

[glitzbot]

I think he just can't help himself sometimes

[bimbvx]

turns out i never shared this one on tumblr poggers

[acoraxia]

sighs… sure why not

bonus ko-fi content (lambslaughter):

[red-thorn]

@eroticismofthemachinedetector

It Is As If You Were Making Love is a bizarre little game in which you move your computer’s slider to bring it to climax (after all those visits to PronHub it’s probably the least you can do for your computer!)

Read More & Play The Full Game, Free (Browser)

[donutfloats]

Jumping in with the Reverse Bunny Suit Mephis

[boxheadpaint]

… HOW SAD!

[starsonablackboard]

im not immune to propaganda