#the brainrot got me 😔

[artsyaprilmr]

sorry for posting the same thing again but now it's colored and reblogable (? is this a word?)

[unnamed-idi0t]

"You both shall set out on the grand step to rebirth."

[stardustedseas]

someday ill be able to write when and what i want and not randomly at 2 am but today is not that day ig im so sorry

nsfw 18+

cw: hybrids, dub con, afab genitals but no pronouns, slight overstimulation, shitty writing lmao

dog hybrid jayce

imagine jayce being your big, dumb doggy hybrid pet who is the most cuddly affectionate being youve ever met, always wanting to cuddle you, lay on you, have ypu pet him, just be near you in general. he is like those saint benards who think theyre lap dogs lmao its next to impossible to be alone with him around or stop him once he's decided he needs to spawl out on your lap. you did get him for how loving he is though, its nice to have someone who loves you so much, but there are still times it can be Very frustrating. sometimes you just need to be alone, have a moment to yourself without your overgrown puppy clinging to you 24/7.

although hes whiney about it, you can usually get a couple hours alone by locking yourself in the bedroom, its an at least once a week thing at this point, but jayce still sits outside the door for half of it whining and clawing at the wood before he goes to pout on the couch. youve gotten good at ignoring him honestly, as mean as that sounds. you know he is just being dramatic and its good for both of you to have some time apart, even if just for the fact it keeps you from getting too overwhelmed and lashing out at him.

usually you lock the door, spend thirty minutes to an hour ignoring his pathetic whimpering until he finally gives up and you can truly have some peace and quiet. you often take those times to destress as well, getting comfortable under the covers and letting your hands wander instead of his for once. usually you wait until hes left before starting, but god youve just had such a long, shitty day and you really need to get this pent up frustration out before you explode. jayce is still outside your door begging to be let in like always when you give in and slip your hand below the waist band of your pants. honestly, you were worried the sound of jayce outside would keep you from actually being able to actually get off, but the way his voice hightens to that needy, raspy whine he always gets when you shut him out, just does something to you this time. you do feel guilty for using his voice without him knowing, but its surprisingly getting you there faster than any porn has, and the sooner you finish, the sooner you can go back to letting him curl up on you.

this only goes on for so long though. jayce is a very big, very strong man and theres only so much a door can take. his insistant wiggling of the handle is too much and the abused metal finally gives way, allowing him to swing the door open and bound into the room, throwing himself on you before you even know whats happening. you try yelling at him to get out, squirming around and shove at his broat chest but your bear of a puppy ignores your commands and instead clings to you, wrapping his burly arms around you from over the covers and pressing you into the mattress with his weight. this must be some kind of fucked up karmic justice.

eventually you give up your struggles, embarrassed he basically caught you masterbating and frustrated from accidentally edging yourself, but decide it's best to just let him get his hugs in before trying to escape again. you sigh and try to relax, hands laying by your sides on the blacket. its not much, but you feel some satisfaction that even if he ruined your alone time, you don't have to fully give in and pretty him to. not getting to cum must not have been punishment enough though because soon jayce is back to whining, grippinhg your wrist and trying to force you to let his fluffy ears. even worse still, he had grabbed your dominant hand, the one that was just knuckle deep inside your slick walls moments ago. that spurs you into action again, trying to yank your arm back from where it was dangerously close to his hair.

this obviously upsets poor jayce though, why are you being so cruel to him? he just wants pats from his beloved owner :( he counters your movements, instead moving his head down to your hand so its cupping his cheek. he has just begun another tantrum when all of a sudden he freezes, the grip on your wrist getting a fraction tighter. you also stop for a moment, confused at his sudden change before hes yanking your hand to his nose with much more force than youre used to from him and taking in a deep, shaky inhale. you let out an admittedly indignafied squack and feel your cheeks heat up, now using your other hand to try tugging him back by his hair. this unfortunately does not help at all.

his eyes snap up to meet yours at that, gaze much darker and headier than expected and youre taken aback by how much his pupils have dilated to almost overtake the usual golden hue. you dont feel unsafe, but you do feel like youve just been spotted by a predator right before being eaten. which isnt completely untrue. neither of you move for a second, just staring, before jayce tilts his head into your hand, this time instead of to his nose, he brings your fingers to his mouth, wet tongue laving over the smaller digits. the groan he lets out the second they touch his pink muscle is downright sinful, deep and almost animalistic. he once again looks up at you, voice now a breathy rasp as he asks what was all over your hand.

youre honestly not sure what to say to that, just staring at him with your mouth slightly ajar in shock, but jayce doesn't seem to notice how mortified you are and goes back to licking at your hand. your brain finally catches up to the moment and you are able to rip yourself free from his grasp and sit up, forcing him to move as well, now just kneeling above you. that was definitely a mistake though, because he caught another whiff of that addictive scent and he's pretty sure he found the source. before you're able to get out of bed, jayce has the plush fat of your thighs in a tight grip and is yanking them apart, quickly shuffling down so his face is much closer to where you want him least in the moment.

you try to leave again, snapping a harsh no! bad boy! but this only makes him flinch a little, too entranced to really take in what you're saying besides the tone. this doesn't stop him though, moving to nuzzle his nose into your damp underwear and taking in a deep breath, his tongue lolling out of his mouth into a pant. it doesnt seem like jayce is even paying attention more, because despite your yelp and now free hands tugging his hair and pushing at his forehead, he continues his exploration. it really hits you just how strong he is, you are putting your entire being into trying to shove him away but he doesnt budge an inch, big hands still holding your legs apart despite how hard youre trying to close them.

it feels like despite your best efforts, your body is a filthy betrayer because as jayce continues to shove his nose deeper between your folds from over your underwear, you can feel them getting wetter and not just from his saliva. its when you let out a strained moan does your beloved hybrid move again, his hips bucking forward into the mattress so hard it shakes the bed. that first thrust broke the flood gates because he is now continuously rocking into the mattress, desperately humping as he licks and slobers all over your already ruined panties. youre greatful they werent one of your nicer ones when he snags the fabric between his teeth as he yanks his head back, tearing right through the slimsy fabric with a loud rip!

you yelp out his name, hands tightening in his hair again as he dives back in, your poor cunt no longer protected by the thin cloth. even though jayce has no rhythm or technique, his enthusiasm definitely makes up for it with the way he is desperately lapping all over, going from licking all around your outer lips before moving to burying his tongue deep into your hole, his nose bumping into your clit with each turn of his head as he tries to get deeper, lapping up as much slick as he can. god this is so fucked up, youre letting your hybrid pet eat you out when he obviously doesnt really know what hes doing, just chasing something that tastes good. you cant find it in yourself to really try to make him stop though, not with how good he feels as your pathetic moans harmonize with how hes whining and growling into you, his fingers definitely leaving bruisess from how hard hes gripping your thighs but you still dont care much.

maybe it's from how pent up you were, how you had unwillingly edged yourself earlier, or just from how hot jayce looks fucking into the blankets, his fluffy tail swiftly wagging behind him, but its not long before youre crying out, tugging on the soft ears atop his head as your whole body stiffness before you relax into a mess of trembles. you cumming still doesn't stop jayce though, he is still sucking and slurping away with just as much abandon as before, maybe even more so after having seen the way your back arched and you gushed more slick into his waiting mouth. you try to once more push him away, shakily gasping that its too much, youre too sensitive, but he still doenst halt.

it feels like your whole body is on fire now, unable to stop the way you keep jerking fowards and wriggling as tears prick the corner of your eyes. the way his tongue is caressing your insides and his nose continues to rub the bundle of nerves quickly turns from a slightly unpleasant pleasure to an agonizing overstimulation. you are about to try kicking him when jayce suddenly stops and lets out a strained whine, his hips stuttering to a more stiff roll before stopping, his body now shaking slightly as well. the room is now almost silent besides the hushed sound of both of your heavy panting, jayces breath fanning against your heated flesh and cooling mess between your thighs. he takes one last huff of your scent and nuzzle into the now damp curls on your mound before he is crawling back up your body and popping down over you again.

part of you wants to slap him upside the head and kick him out of your room for doing all of that, but the second his eyes lock with yours and you see his softened gaze and dopey smile, cheeks a mess of slick and spit, you decided the intense reprimanding hes gonna get can wait until later

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im so sorry idk why the only thing i can actually complete is smut despite sucking balls at smut lawkjejdhf was working on the michael nsfw but got blasted with doggy jayce so here we are

[sunnyd1n0]

I'm so unserious....

I SWEAR I'LL DRAW MORE SERIOUS THINGS- 😔

[cephalopod-crybaby]

Haha... how did that get there???

anyway

the reference

[dayseedrawz2]

OK RECENTLY I GOT OBSESSED WITH "A HUMANS TOUCH" BY TWRP AND WANTED TO DO A SHOWTIME THINGY WITH MY AU OF IT, BUT EVERYONE HAS DONE THAT ALREADY BUT IDC I STILL WANTED TO THROW MINE ON THE TABLE-

HERE IT ISSS

Uhh anyway it's super late so imma add some touch ups in the morning and upload it to my YT but for now yall get the un-edited version!

Byeee

[sonofadam05]

Hear me out HERE ME OUT “He’s my Man” by Luvcat told from John’s perspective.

“I need him so much that it hurts”

“He's my man. We're hand in hand. To hell and back. And I love him like nobody else can. He's my man. I've been damned. No, nobody has to understand. Me and my man.”

“He keeps complaining that his vision's blurred.”

“He keeps having feverish dreams. That he can never ever leave. He wakes, head aches, funny taste to his tea. I want him to stay here forever. He's happiest with me”

“He's gone quite mad. No, nobody has to understand. Me and my man”

[solaestial]

end roll X stranger things 2v2 🔥

super random and self-indulgent crossover but. i did some pixels in a kind of semi-battle setup for fun ehe. the pairings feel both a little similar to me and VERY different ofc it's so funny

separate duos and alts under the cut :>

[wimpwompz]

Spawn of evil is a mama’s boy

ref:

[cybrpnkd]

"Mirrors aren't much use, but being reflected in someone else's eyes?" ▸ Astarion || 002/???

[beadelmare]

percy jackson has so much rizz it transcended time and space

[mausinly]

BIG BURLY FLUSTERED MEN with a/o who takes one of their hands and kisses their knuckles - knuckles that have been covered in blood - and big burly man (I’m imagining König) just self destructs. Blue screens. Combusts.

Unwinding after operations is always a hassle. There's this limbo between finishing the mission and arriving back at base where adrenaline is still high, but you can't stay in one place long enough to come down from it.

Everyone is still milling about the building your unit is using as a temporary base. Counting your dead, if any, and treating the wounded before heading to the drop ships to fly back to KorTac's base.

You and König are holed off in a corner of the courtyard, you being seated on a bench with your back pressed against the wall while he sits on the ground between your legs. He rests his head back on your thigh, and you can feel the way he fidgets. Itching for something when there is nothing left to do but wait. His mask is still on, along with the rest of his gear. One of his hands idly tap your ankle, trying to find some way to release this anxious energy he has until you both can get back to base, where he knows it's safe.

You look down at him and remove your gloves, placing them aside before sneaking one of your hands under his hood and the balaclava beneath. Your fingers drag against the column of his neck, and your nails gently scratch his nape, making him groan and tilt his head back further to look up at you.

König let's out a grunt and fixes you a curious look. You hold out your free hand toward him. "Give me your hand." You murmur, and he does so compliantly.

He melts a little at the pleased little smile you give him, eyes darting down to where your hand holds his. His are so much bigger than yours, thicker too with the bulky material of his gloves. The fabric is stained red, speckles of blood still wet and crimson. He frowns a little at the idea of your hands becoming stained as well.

König thinks to rip his hand from yours, but falters when you begin to tug the leather off his fingers and down his wrist until his skin is released from the suffocating material. His hands are rough, pale and scarred and calloused. Your hands aren't perfect, but they are much more delicate and pretty than his in comparison.

You seem to disagree, though, with the way your hands trace the shape of his. You spread his fingers a little, dragging your nails along each callous and faded scar. It's almost devout in the way you study each line of his palm, the pads of your fingers so gentle against his skin.

You lift his hand up to your lips, tenderly pressing a kiss to each knuckle. You start at the base before moving down each finger, almost as if you don't want any of them to be left out. He would have laughed at the thought if his body wasn't frozen like a deer in headlights.

Your eyes fall down to his and your smile widens at the absolutely mystified look in his eyes, stormy blues flickering between yours and your lips against his hand as his pupils dilate.

His mouth opens and closes underneath his mask, but any attempts to speak die in his throat. How could you put so many thoughts in his head that he is unable to fabricate them into words? Do you have any clue what you do to him?

You let out a small chuckle and go back to kissing his hand, trailing your lips down across his palm and the back of his hand. You pull down the edge of his sleeve just to press your lips to his wrist. König groans as your affection doesn't let up, long and pained as his head lulls against your thigh and he drapes an arm over his eyes.

"Du wirst mein Tod sein, Engel..." He murmurs, thankful that his mask hides the stupid grin on his face.

[izel-scribbles]

nfwmb is so symbrock coded ?!?!

[svtskneecaps]

you know what i'll say it MIKE AND ROIER ARE THE ONLY ONES I RESPECT these fuckers will rock up and say FUCK english all my homies HATE english they are the only ones i trust and respect these fuckers are like you will hear me speak my language and you will LEARN IT OR DIE and i respect the HELL OUT OF IT dude THANK YOU FOR BEING ENGLISH HATERS brothers THANK YOU FOR NOT SPEAKING ONLY ENGLISH WHEN AMONG ANYONE NOT OF YOUR LANGUAGE GROUP!!!!!!!!

[rainswhenyourehere]

should i change my theme again :/

[a-drama-addict]

naerra always bottoms and the two times they DO top they get shadowheart pregnant both times. reminder to neuter your guard dogs