#this was kinda rushed ngl

[mysteryanimator]

i need to dunk myself into holy water after this

[batatart]

"It's been a while since I've seen you laugh like that..."

[flowery-laser-blasts]

Thank you @miss-doodle-jester for reminding me to have lunch every now and then uwu"

[marsalta]

KISS UR CROW

[mrsoharaa]

Visiting your favorite local aquarium just to see those handsome, rugged "merfolk" casually swimming and perched lazily on a ragged boulders, until they see you come around the corner. Almost waiting oh so anxiously of your return each day of each visit you would stop by, timely.

Sitting next to their tank, comfortably amongst the outskirts of the industrial window distancing between the both of your worlds, watching you intensively and attentively to everything you do, listening to you read to them with that strange little object that seemed to flip thin sheets of paper ever so mesmerizingly. The sound of your sweet voice only entrancing them that much more (Ironic, since they were once literal sirens, succubi's, of the sea). Their heads voluntarily tilts slightly with each flip of every page you would make, noting the tender smile grace over your pretty face effortlessly as you shift over each word. Adoring the pure enlightenment and joy that radiates from you for accompanying them during the opening hours of the aquarium.

But once the aquarium starts to close down for the night, only one of the beautiful fishmen would still find himself floating right where he was when you first came to join them in company. Eyes of deep amethyst and curiosity beaming all over you ever so carefully, intently as his beautiful, iridescent scaly onyx tail waves through the crystalline water to balance his burly stature, as extended sleek tresses of raven flows with the waters calm current.

His webbed, wide hands gently caress the flat surface of the glassed tank. His head tilts to the right gradually, glancing between your right hand back to your gorgeous eyes. As though he was waiting for you to purse your hand with his. The need to feel you through the thick glass that separated you two.

You smile pliantly, carefully planting your right palm onto the surface to where his hand had planted.

His lips perk up into a heart warming smile, his eyes tracing over your luring presence. His lush lips slowly murmur in a inaudible mumbling, as thought whispering to you in gentle whisks.

You lilt your head and blink in confusion, trying to decipher his silent mumbling. Slowly catching on to the voiceless action.

"Su-gu...ru?" you murmur silently, reflecting his action, watching the breath taking man nod with that same brimming smile, eyes glimmering with such enlightenment and purity.

"Su...guru...Suguru...Ohhh! that's your name, Suguru?" you finally caught on, watching the charming smile on his face keep it's radiant beauty. His vast chest seeming bigger, chiseled with such delight and wonder to the sight of your cute reaction to finally getting his name.

Suguru nods more entrustingly, hardly swiping his webbed hand across the clear glass.

"Ma'am, the aquarium is now closing, I must ask you to take your leave now" one of the security guards informed you from behind, you look over towards the stoic security guard and sigh softly, almost dishearteningly. Collecting your bag and book as you stood straight forwardly, your head turning back towards the beautiful fishman floating before you.

Your hand gently homing back onto the tanks glass, watching his fingers meet your smaller digits. His adoring irises glossed of sadness and emptiness. You'd simply smile at him with comforting reassurance.

"It's okay...I'll be back tomorrow and with a new book" you mutter softly, watching one of the other fishman, the one with vibrant, cerulean eyes and snowy wavy hair (with a matching tail) sneak up from behind over Suguru's broad shoulders. Gorgeous bright eyes carefully watching you pace yourself from your current position over towards the exit of the darken vicinity.

Your eyes briefly meet there's momentarily, waving them a bashful smile and wave as you set off to your own home.

All while they patiently await for your next loving, pleasant visit.

[ivsjake4evr]

If I can't have it I fuckin' keep it low ࣪ 𓈒⠀ྀིㅤׂ

[luckyashes-art]

Today, Splatoon 3 will host its final Splatfest! So I made a lil comic-ish thing for it !

Let's make this one count!! And have fun, everyone :D

But ah, I see you've opened the read more...

So I shall tell you my reasoning/thoughts on each of these panels !! Cuz I like explaining things

"As we learn from the past," - Set in Splatoon 1, using my Splatsona design during that time (plus the 1st set of gear I mained). Being a young teen back then was an awkward time- I was just starting to make friends on the internet, and it was a whole new experience being online. Looking at it now, there were many weird things I've said and done. I may resent it, having mixed feelings, but the time has gone by. What's done is done, and it's not like I can do anything to change it. Plus, all that time has made me who I am.

"we must focus on the present" - Set in Splatoon 2, using my Splatsona design during that time. Honestly, this could also be seen as past but what am I gonna do about it-- Anyway, growing older and even moving to an entirely new place was also an experience. In some parts of my older teen years, admittedly my mental health did take a toll- And it wasn't very pretty in ways I didn't expect. But I've bounced back, even though sometimes it's still a struggle. This era saddens me in a different way, since I had dropped Splatoon for a while since Nintendo Switch Online rolled out (causing me to miss Splatoon 2 finalfest). But at least throughout that time, I've gotten myself to grow and attempt to focus my goals (kinda).

"so we can look forward to the future." - Set in Splatoon 3, using my current Splatsona design. Finally coming back when I've acquired the newest game, I was ecstatic. And right now as I sit here, looking to how much time has passed- I can certainly say I've grown a lot since I was a lil teen. I'm content with that, but I can tell I still have more room for improvement. So even if I'm not entirely happy with where I'm at right now in my life, I'm slowly progressing with growing confidence to get a grip and forge the way forward. I hope to look more forward to what lies ahead.

And on an unrelated note, I find it funny that this whole comic can also symbolize all the moving I've done- Which maybe compared to some other people isn't a lot but, man have I been to different places

Anyway have a good one guys !!

[9thgateofgay]

for @kakagaievents ' halloween 2023 event prompt - day 1 - GHOST!!!

[sapphic-agent]

You wouldn't last an hour in the...

Asylum where they raised me✨

[averytirednerd]

btw y’all I finished TUA4

I am NOT happy 😭

[pastille-pain]

They can lack social skills together...

Hello Hi I have drawn @kirbart90 's Astro because they drew Qiri for me

Enjoy enjoy!

[potatocitytechnology]

I hate fall - K.JW

Kinktober Day 4

Petplay: Petplay is a in role in which the focus is on the sub entering the altered mind space of a different species.

INTRO: You're stressed. Another year where the dreadful season of fall has won against you, a continuous torture it seems. Your boyfriend, Jungwoo, is ever so loving and eager to please. The perfect little puppy to change your mind.

GENRES: Smut

PAIRING: reader (afab) x boyfriend!jungwoo

WARNINGS: swearing/profanity, puppyplay/petplay, oral (F), overstimulation, edging, dry humping (jungwoo cums untouched), slight humiliation, choking, collars and leashes, switch/dom reader, sub/switch jungwoo - overall explicit content - PLEASE, IF YOU'RE UNDERAGE DO NOT INTERACT WITH THIS POST OR BLOG. MINORS WILL BE BLOCKED.

WORD COUNT: 2.2k

AUTHOR'S NOTE: i'm late, i'm late, i'm late! this is already going to shit if you can't tell (=_="). But rest assured beloved readers, i WILL finish kinktober. even if it is late, all 31 days of kinktober will be posted. whether or not that happens before next october is still yet to be determined... ૮꒰⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝꒱ა enjoy!

*unedited*

Leaves blow through the door, surfing the wind as you try to slip inside. It’s been a long day and Jungwoo can tell by just reading your body language. He comes up behind you as you place your drenched coat on the hanger and kick your sodden shoes off. “Are you alright, my love? Long day?” He asks, genuinely interested as he wraps his arms lovingly around your waist. 

You lean into him, a sigh escaping your lips, “You could say that, baby.” you say, closing your eyes. “Or you could say that this morning the wind blew a trash bag into me that smelt like dead fish.” You cry, hands flying about. “You could say that on my way home it started bucketing down and to top it all off, I lost my umbrella.” you pout, arms crossing over your chest. “I hate fall.” you conclude and Jungwoo laughs.

He listens to you rant on as you try to blow off your anger towards the elements, but it unfortunately doesn’t help. You're tense, frustrated and have got a wild look in your eye that makes Jungwoo lick his lips. Your boyfriend is what people might refer to as a golden retriever. Simply, this is because he makes it extremely easy to be in a relationship with him. He’s easy-going and only wants to make you happy. On a more intricate level, Jungwoo is your good, good boy. Your puppy. 

‘Would playing help?” He tentatively asks from behind, lips touching the shell of your ear. You smile, it might help. “Depends on whether or not you’re a good boy.” You muse turning around to face him. Your hands find their perch on his small waist as you pull your bodies together, looking up at him.  

His hands grip your waist while his head dips to connect his eyes with yours. “Always good for you.” He mumbles, tufts of hair falling over his vision. You smirk, finger tauntingly running up his covered chest, reaching his collarbone before lightly tracing up and down his jugular. His eyes watch your face, a look crossing them that tells you to do it. 

Your eyes narrow as your fingers lace around his throat, his soft skin hot to the touch. Squeezing, you watch as he gladly lets you cut off his air supply. “Why aren’t you on the ground then, pretty puppy?” you ask, a condescending tone threading through your voice. 

He instantly drops to his knees before you can utter another word as a groan emits from his mouth. Luckily, Jungwoo is tall enough that you don’t have to bend down to hold your grip on his throat making it easier for you to slowly choke him. Your fingers tighten, enjoying the way his mouth gapes open and eyelids hood in pleasure. 

His large hands clutch your wrists, his loose embrace letting you know he can take more. You smirk, “What an insatiable little pup you are.”. He only whimpers as your hold cramps around his airway, effectively cutting off his oxygen supply. He relishes in it, his body trembling as his mouth opens in a silent ‘o’. Finally, he tightens his own grasp on your wrists, signalling the need for relief.

You release the tension in your grip, leaving your fingers looped around his neck as he gasps for air. It takes him a moment to come back to you, as you kneel down to hold his face in your palms. You kiss his right cheek and left before planting a light peck on his lips. “Good boy.” you say and he glows at the praise, leaning into your touch. 

Once you’re sure he’s got his breath back, you stand again. “Dogs stand on all fours, pup.” your voice is softer now, he notices and drops so that his palms are holding him from the ground. You smile as he looks up at you in anticipation. “Where’s your collar?” you question but when he goes to answer you ‘tut’. 

“No talking, baby. You know that.” your tone is accusing and Jungwoo blushes before crawling to the living room. You follow as he makes his way to the coffee table, where his collar sits on the surface. His eyes peer up at you as you choose to sit on the couch. “Bring it to me then.” you say, gesturing him to you. 

He turns to where his collar lays, biting it gently between his teeth before he crawls to your feet. You stroke your left hand through his hair, while the other takes the collar from his lips. “Well done.” your approval makes him smile up at you as he wiggles his hips in pretend to be ‘wagging his tail’. 

You giggle at his excitement while you hold the collar out to him. He moves his head towards you before whining at you to put it on. It only makes you snicker at him as you put the collar around his neck, clasping it in place. God, you can’t even lie when you think that there’s nothing prettier than your gorgeous boyfriend in his collar, all proud and happy. 

You reach to the side of where you’re sitting to grab ahold of the fabric of his Jungwoo’s leash. When you pull it into his view his eyes say it all. He moves even closer, all but jumping into your lap. “Calm down.” You demand and he gives you wide eyes as he sits back on his knees. 

You attach the lead to his collar, tugging him close again. “Want to go for a walk?” you ask and he shakes his head, letting out another whine. “What do you want then, silly pup?” your done is slightly degrading and Jungwoo loves it. Loves the way that nasty words can spill out of your mouth so easily, he wishes you’d be meaner. 

He moves closer to your closed legs, pawing at them. Your eyebrow rises as he realises you won’t open them before his head is nudging at them. A whimper escapes him. Jungwoo just wants to please you and make you feel better, this will make you feel better. It always does. 

You slowly part your legs, eyes watching him as his zone in on the wet patch in your panties beneath your skirt. His gaze catches yours as he begs you with his puppy eyes. With his pupils blown wide and tongue practically falling from his mouth, how’re you supposed to say no? 

“Go ahead, puppy.” you confirm as he lurches forward, sucking at the damp spot. He groans as he tastes you on his tongue, though getting frustrated that he can’t feel your skin in his mouth. You moan out as his teeth nip at the fabric, pulling it from your soaking pussy, indicating he wants your panties gone. 

A grumble resonates from his chest that sends heat to your core as you lift your hips from the couch. Pushing your panties from your hips as Jungwoo patiently (not really with the way his eyes watch you) waits. Kicking them the rest of the way down your legs, he wastes no time diving into you again. 

The way Jungwoo eats you out is pretty and calculated while at the same time being uncoordinated and rough. He knows all the right places to get you really going. Fuck, he could make you cum on his tongue in less than a minute if he really wanted to, but you can tell by the way he’s working you up quickly that that’s most likely not the case. 

Although in your relationship you seem to make the shots and Jungwoo simply obeys, that’s not always the case. It’s very push and pull in your relationship. For the most part you do decide what’s what, but in situations like this, Jungwoo tends to do his own thing. Which can be torturous for you if he’s not in the right mood.

If he’s in the mood to make you forget about your bad day, you’re going to forget. You know that much as he sucks your clit between his lips harshly. His teeth graze gently over your sensitive nerves making you buck your hips into his mouth. A series of moans float throughout the room as your orgasm rushes up on you. 

Jungwoo knows your body too well. The signs when you're upset, angry and he’s especially good at telling when you're gonna cum. You’re not the most subtle, you will be the first to admit, but he does has it perfected. So well in fact, that the second you start to sit on the edge of your orgasm, it’s gone. 

You cry out as he starts sucking at the skin of your inner thighs. “Brat.” you scowl pulling at his lead, tugging him to your needy pussy again. His dark, wide eyes look up at you, begging to be humiliated, and who are you to deny him such an act?

You smile as he moves his lips to your dripping hole, slurping and lapping at your juices as lewd sounds fill the room. You grip his hair harshly, a whimper escaping him, “What a dirty whore you are, puppy.” you spit as his head hangs limp in your hold. 

You pull his greedy lips from your leaking pussy, a loud whine echoing the room, “Those who tease their owner, don’t get pussy. Look at you, on your hands and knees like a fucking desperate slut.” You hiss, “Now make me fucking cum or your ass will be so sore you won’t sit for a week.” you threaten and you can tell it affects Jungwoo by the way his cock protrudes from his sweatpants, making you lick your lips. 

You tug at his leash once more, pulling him closely to your heated pussy. He doesn’t resist as your hand in his hair pushes his face into you. With no choice, you feel his lips circle around your clit. It makes you toss your head back as you focus on the feeling before his tongue dips into your pussy. It’s surprising how far he can push it into your tight hole and it makes him moan the way you clench around his hot muscle. 

Curses and broken moans emit from your own chest as the hand in his hair begins to drag his head up and down over your pussy. He flattens his tongue out as you use his face like your own personal toy. The thought makes Jungwoo so hard it’s painful. 

You feel a pressure on your leg as you drag his mouth over your pussy, too lost in your own pleasure you pay it no mind until he starts moaning repeatedly into you. You feel your orgasm begin to build up as the vibrations of his moaning send your sensitive pussy into overdrive. 

You glance down at  Jungwoo to see why he’s making so much noise, only to watch as he’s rutting his clothed cock against your bare leg. “Dirty fucking dog.” you spit, making his eyes look up at you from where he’s shoved deep into your soaking heat. A lingering flash of embarrassment shows in his eyes as you observe your juices dripping down his face. 

The visual of him and the magic of his tongue speed up your orgasm as you feel his hard cock thrust into your calf. A strained groan passes through your parted lips as you feel your orgasm rush through you. You try to no avail to hold back the high pitched moans that begin to escape you as his tongue keeps swiping over your abused clit. 

Your body shakes in overstimulation as Jungwoo keeps his lips on your sensitive bud, sucking harshly making you cry out, “Jungwoo.” The way his name rolls from your lips makes his hips stutter into your leg as both your hands grip his hair. The painful pleasure on your pussy as he rides out your orgasm until he reaches his own. 

His groan into your pussy is muffled, the sound akin to what you would expect a drowning man would sound like. He pulls back from you, gasping as your hands leave his hair in favour of gripping your thighs. His sweet moan bounce off the walls of the small room, echoing in your ears as you watch him come apart without even being touched. 

You stroke his head soothingly as he leans against your knees, short, puffed gasps breaking from his lungs. His hair, damp and sticky from your cum, sticks to his forehead before you push it back from his face. He’s dripping from your cum, lips chewed and wet as your juices drop from his chin to the floor. 

You bring his chin up to look at you and he shoots you a content smile. “Good boy.” you whisper, your own body relaxed and exhausted. 

“I might have to do this everyday if you’re gonna keep  walking through the door stressed as fuck.” He grins and you only wobbly stand, holding a hand out as you help pull him up from his sore knees. Directing him towards the shower, you interlock your fingers with his, leaning against his side. 

In that case, fall might become my favourite season after all.

[overly-verbose]

A whole lot of the next Part is literally just;

Everyone else's brains: *the entirety of the Phoenix Wright Ace Attorney OST intensifies*

Meanwhile, SIkuna's brain: *the Wii theme song (occasionally interrupted by falling_metal_pipe_sound.mp3) starts playing*

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[akantorrr]

lil doodle of a lil stalker lookin at lil fimsh for a lil art challenge :>

[mondasart]

| Sunshine |

"In the forest's depths, a lamb with sorrowful eyes witnessed the horrors under the Blood Moon's light. The bishops slaughtered every lamb they could find, fearing the return of the One Who Waits. They believed their bloodshed had finally ended.

The young one's mother, a beacon of love, was the last to step onto the cold stone, her head destined to fall tonight.

She was supposed to be the final lamb to be killed—an older lamb, a wife, a mother.

Tears glistened on her face as she turned back one last time, a quick glance to avoid alerting the cultists of the presence of a small bundle of wool hiding nearby in the bushes."

version without text:

[telesodalite]

[Train ride :D!]

[Background-less version below]