#this is just the sfw stuff

[ladyofrosefire]

Wyll and Karlach's Bucket List on Returning From Avernus

Bathe

Sleep in a real bed

Eat a meal that isn't a ration pack or something dubious taken from a cambion

Hug every single one of their friends

Visit Ulder

Check on the tieflings they met at the Grove

Go swimming

Go dancing

Find a house a little ways outside the city

Acquire a few goats

Make snow angels

Kiss a lot

And other things

Get a ring

Make a reservation at The Singing Lute

[shhtickerbook]

indoor playground!!!

[coffeeyote]

SHADOW x3

[kacchans-cradle]

thanks for giving me 500 536 followers! hopefully i get my art style together. make it gummy bear flavored.

there's a timelapse for this under the cut if ur interested!!

[ariesbutworse]

PRETTY BOY

[bookobbsesedgirly]

Is this dress serving?

What should I add?

[abuglikecreature]

they know eachother sooooo well 🩷

btw how am i supposed to draw bonemeal. the sprite is just a handful of bone bits

[xxplastic-cubexx]

hey look at them for me ? thanks.

[peachdearest]

ღ som babyre transparent pngs :3 free to use!!

[theshiftingworkshop]

Sometimes it really do be one of those kinda days, eh?

[sober-stupid-shithead]

made some silly drawings and thought I would share :] (this isn't an oc, just vorepilled daydreaming lmao)

[mlmstuff]

what if,,,hear me out,,,,,i read to a boy to help him fall asleep,,,,,,,

[mrzombielover]

real price hours tn

NSFW warning! f!reader, porn no plot

“yeah, just like that… goood girl…” price groans as you take him fully, taking a large puff from the lit cigar he dangles. you whimper at his words, making him chuckle as he exhales smoke in your face.

“oh, you like that, huh?” he laughs, free hand running down your waist and coming to grab a fistful of your ass. “dirty girl…” you squeak as he slaps your ass.

you mewl when you start to move, letting out a shaky breath as you bounce agonizingly slow on his cock, still adjusting to the stretch. you throw your head back, a soft moan slipping past your lips as you wrap your arms around his neck, letting a hand run through his hair and grip at the roots. he chuckles again, rolling his hips into you, drinking in every whine and gasp and moan that you give him. he takes another puff of his cigar, hand trailing from your ass around to your hip to rub soft circles into your clit. you keen at that, head falling forward onto his shoulder.

"captain!" you whine.

"shh, shh, baby," price shushes you gently, softly connecting his lips to yours as he breaths smoke out his nose. he swallows your moans as you let them into his mouth, and you feel dizzy against him as you roll your hips, greedily chasing the electrifying pleasure. you quiver around him, reduced to a whimpering mess as you're stretched out around his fat cock. he's all you can focus on, everything else dissolving but his length inside you and the smell of his musk and cigar.

"so perfect for me," he mumbles against your flesh, placing kisses before softly biting your neck.

"captain..." you moan again, bouncing sloppier now, more desperately.

"please!" it's almost a sob. you don't exactly know what you're begging for, but the plead leaves your lips anyway like a last prayer. Price laughs dryly, letting his eyes slip shut and head fall back against the headboard.

"you're so pretty when you whine. poor baby, you cant do it alone?" he teases, rolling his hips against yours. you moan louder now, falling forward slightly as he starts to fuck up into you. your back is arching against him, barley processing his words.

"come on, sweet girl," he says softly in your ear, his thumb on your clit making you throb and squeeze on him, hands searching for something, anything to grip on to. "thaaat's it.. just needed my help, huh?" he says soothingly as you dig your nails into his back.

"oh, god!" you squeak, letting a strangled cry into his ear.

"fuck! I'm gonna-" you cut yourself off with a loud moan, all strength leaving your body as Price thrusts up, repeatedly abusing your g-spot. His fingers dig into your hip, other hand clenching his cigar so hard it nearly crumbles in his grip, but not a single part of your brain cares about that now. The orgasm hits you in shaky waves, reducing you to a throbbing, soaking, shaking mess as it washes over you.

"yeah, good girl," He says softly, pressing a kiss to your temple as his pace slows. He takes one last puff before haphazardly dropping his cigar into the ashtray on his bedside table, not even giving you a chance to catch your breath before he's fully lifting you up and flipping you onto your back.

"can you give me one more, baby?"

[bookobbsesedgirly]

I love mini skirts

[starlingfawn]

will there be a space for my soul in space?

[story-book-sillies]

The “girl who grew up as a tomboy and liking “boy things” to trying to reclaim her femininity through her regression” pipeline is so real