#trying to shake off rust

[glitchpaladin]

[extrajigs]

decided that Octavia and her Abby were friends before everything! also excuse my handwriting

[rosynova]

jamie 'ice prince' porter - figure skater edition ❄️

(closeup under the cut!)

[manta-rain-art]

Slime Girl September!

A brief re-introduction. Slime Girl September is a Themed Art Month/Challenge, where I attempt to draw and post a slime girl everyday for the month of September. Just like last year if there are any slime girls that you know of that you'd like me to draw(including your OCs), let me know

[vforys]

some drawings from a very self-indulgent alice in wonderland AU

[teammateswap-au]

[thenotsofantasticlifestory]

Pecs

Kid x Reader

Word Count: 1.7k / 18+ only

A/N: Ahahaaa oh god I haven't written smut in like three years go easy on me

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Kid was frustrated, that much was obvious. He had a bad tendency to let his stress build and build until he snapped at some unknowing crew member. When he had retired to his room, is when you came in, hoping to help relax him just the littlest bit. You found him sitting on his bed, slouched forward with his prosthetic arm detached.

He didn’t move when you shut the door with a soft click, neither when you took your place behind him to start massaging his shoulders.

“You okay?”

Kid grunted but allowed you to continue rubbing his shoulders. The feel of your fingers digging into his muscles was heavenly, rounding from shoulder to back to front. He felt himself slowly melting into your touch. Without a word you continued your treatment, rubbing and digging into Kid’s muscles as he slumped against you.

“Feels nice,” he mumbled. You smirked, pressing small, butterfly kisses to his neck and shoulder. Kid always let himself get too wound up like this, and you were always there to help him relax when he needed it most. You dug into the hard lines of his back, working the tight muscles and gently running your nails down smirking in secret at the near purring sounds coming from Kid. You traced the scar that ran down his neck and, on an impulse, your hand ventured further, moving toward his chest and taking an appreciative squeeze of his pecs. What you hadn’t expected was the low moan Kid gave in response.

You froze for just a second, before letting your hands continue to massage his firm chest, cupping and squeezing as you heard Kid begin to breathe heavier.  Hesitantly you allowed a stray finger to flick at his nipples. The sharp intake of breath that came was a good sign.

“Kid,” you said, “do you…like me playing with your tits?”

He huffed, “Don’t call it tits,” he said, “it makes me sound like a lady.”

You hummed against his neck, “There’s no shame in that.”

“It’s pecs” he emphasized.

You cupped his ‘pecs’ in a strong grip, moving a finger up again to brush against his nipples, “Whatever you say.”

He hated the groan of pleasure that slipped past his lips. As dominant as he was, he wasn’t selfish. When his partner wanted to lead in their sexual exploits, he was mostly open to follow, and something about the way you were fondling him was already getting him unbelievably hard.

“Do you want me to stop?” you asked.

Once you tried to move your hand away from him, you felt him grasp your wrist, pressing you back where you were.

“I didn’t say that…” he mumbled.

You returned to the kneading motions around his chest, smiling at the sigh that brushed past his lips.

Kid was lost in the feeling of your fingers. You felt your way up, teasing lightly at his nipples, and hearing the approving groan, continued forth. Nimble fingers worked the scared flesh, cupping at his sizable chest, appreciating how firm he was. You took each of the pebbled nubs between your fingertips, gently exploring around them, feeling the hardness, before giving them a slow pinch. Kid moaned deep in his throat, and you stifled a chuckle before twisting the dusky nubs sharply. The sharp intake of breath that followed was worth it, as you continued kissing and sucking along his neck. He craned his head to the side, shamelessly egging you on as you littered little red marks along the skin there. You chanced a glance down, the bulge in his pants was obvious and Kid felt you smile against his shoulder. He followed your eyes, seemingly just noticing how hard he had gotten, as a dark flush crossed his face.

“You really like it when I touch your tits huh?” You said.

“Pecs,” he emphasized, but a breathy moan cut him off as you played with the pert nipples. Your hand strayed down, feeling the strain of his cock against his pants as you gave him a soft squeeze.

“God, I didn’t know you were so sensitive Kiddo,” you purred.

Kid scowled, ‘sensitive’ was never a word he’d thought to associate himself with but when you withdrew your hands from his chest and groin he inwardly whined at the loss.

“Turn around,” you said, “up here,” you patted the head of the bed.

Kid shifted around, now facing you on the bed with the headboard behind his back. He smirked when he saw you crawl into his lap, working the fly of his pants open and releasing the straining thick cock. He saw the way you licked your lips, visually devouring his length as you trailed soft fingers along the shaft. Your hand pushed lightly against his chest, making him rest his back against the headboard as you arched close, a deft swipe of tongue against his nipple.

Kid hated the small gasp he couldn’t help, but you had him right where you wanted him, mouth attaching firmly to the pink nub as your tongue laved around, teasing it. Kid’s head fell back, a low moan escaping his mouth as your other hand resumed caressing the other pec. Kid’s head was swimming, every small nip of your teeth, every pinch of your fingers, and swipe of your tongue across his chest had the blood rushing to his cock. Was this how it felt when he played with your own tits? Did it always feel so damn good? He could’ve sat there for hours having you worship his chest like this, let you suck and nip the skin raw if you wanted just as long as you didn’t stop.

When your hand snaked around his cock, he sucked in air through his teeth. You started to stroke him in slow, lazy strokes, marveling at how much he was twitching and pulsing in your grasp. Releasing a pert nipple with a small kiss of your lips you pulled back to appreciate your work. Kid’s chest was littered in bites, small blooms of hickies already forming on some spots, and his nipples impossibly red and hard. He looked absolutely beautiful like this, the dark flush on his face as he laid back with eyes closed in bliss.

He cracked an eye open, missing the attention on his body, “Why’d you stop?”

You kept the languorous slow pace of stroking his cock as you hummed, “Just admiring my work. Fuck you look so hot like this you know?”

His eyes shot off to the side, but you loved the way his cheeks got even pinker, Kid was always bad at taking compliments. You released his cock, much to his displeasure, and rummaged through the nightstand, grabbing the lube you two kept there just in case, squirting a dollop onto your palm before stroking him again, more firmly.

“Oh fuck…” the cool sensation of the lube against his heated skin and how easily your fist was squeezing him up and down sent goosebumps through his skin. He bucked into your hand, trying to quicken the pace, but you kept it slow. Your lips found his and he complied easily, mouth parting to swipe his tongue against yours. Hot breaths escaped between the smacks of lips as you kept that firm hard grip on his cock.

“Relax Kid,” you cooed, dropping small kisses from his jaw to his neck, “Just let me make you feel good.”

He released a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding, the tension flowing out of his body as he closed his eyes and reveled in the sensation of your lips traveling down his skin and the firm stroke of his cock. You felt his hand snake up, fingers twisting into your hair as he pressed you closer to him, needing more of your mouth on him, against him, anything. You trailed your lips down back to his abused chest, taking a nipple back into your mouth, heat pooling straight in your gut at the groan that followed automatically. You started to stroke him a bit faster, giving your hand an expert twist, thumb rubbing along the head with each upward stroke. All the little things you knew Kid loved, and the way he bucked eagerly back toward you made you smile.

“Feels so fucking good…” Kid’s head was back, absolutely lost in the bliss of it.

The way you handled him had his whole body vibrating, muscles in his thighs tensing with each little thrust of his hips into your slick hand. You kneaded roughly into the firm flesh, your nails accidentally scraping against his raw nipple, and Kid’s long drawn out ‘fuuuuck’ only shot more heat to your groin. You were amazed at how hard he was.

Kid’s breathing was getting heavier, he was close. You kept the pace on his cock, firm strong strokes feeling every vein pulse and thrum under you. His fingers in your hair tightened, as you increased the pace of your strokes. Laving a loving tongue around his reddened nipple, you sucked it into your mouth before biting down firmly, fingers pinching the other nipple in unison.

“Shit- fuck!” Kid’s eyes shot open as his orgasm crashed into him. Hot ropey spurts of cum shot onto his stomach as you milked him through it, his entire body tensing as his head swam into a near blackout. You pulled your head back as you milked his cock, marveling at the way he visibly twitched in your hand, cum flowing freely over your fingers as the last few spurts shot weakly forth. His head fell back with a wheeze, the wonderful tingling ringing through his body in the aftermath of his orgasm. You cleaned him up, loving the absolute dazed look on his face and when you went to button his pants, he stopped you.

“Oh, don’t think I’m done with you yet,” he grinned, quickly working his pants completely off before covering you with his massive form. He went immediately for your shirt, practically tearing a few buttons off in the process until your chest was bare for him.

“Now it’s my turn,” he licked his lips ready to make your body just as flushed and nipped as his was.

[white-tulips]

I haven’t drawn in months

[phmonster]

Victory baby!!!!

[osric-giroux-ffxiv]

One Step At a Time

“What do you think, sir?”

Osric paused, blinking slowly before turning from where he’d been standing - quietly lost in thought for a moment - back towards Master Aurifort. 

The foyer of the building that was to be his new home was not as grand as the Cress estate nor was it as large as the building that had once been the Slater estate, but then again…it wasn’t meant to be.

He wasn’t the lord of a noble house any longer. He didn’t want to be, and he didn’t want to have a home that indicated that he had been. But it was comfortable, and it would suit his needs just fine.

“Excellent craftsmanship, Master Aurifort. You and your team went above and beyond my expectations. The other buildings on the grounds were equally well constructed.”

A small smile graced his features for a moment, enough of a response that the other man nodded, satisfied with his work. 

“I’m glad you approve. The furnishings will be moved in by the end of the week, as per the agreement.”

Osric heard the statement - somewhat distracted as he was-, and offered a nod in acknowledgement as he walked further into the space, “And you’ll have fulfilled the contract at that point. I’ll have the final payment for you when I next return.” He exhaled slowly as his gaze was drawn out towards one of the buildings at the back of the property. Freyja and Tyr circled around it, sniffing before wandering back towards the house as they nudged one another. 

“Have there been any signs of the ‘complication’s’ friends?”

“Hm? Oh, no sir. And the poor fellow he left behind has been rather withdrawn. He continued to eat what was left for him, but he never tried to wander off. No one here was quite sure what to do with him…”

Dark eyes narrowed for a moment before the Hyur gave a quick shake of his head. “No - I wouldn’t expect anyone to.” He turned back towards the Elezen with a smile. “I look forward to hearing from you once the work is complete, Master Aurifort - I’m going to stop in and check on the poor fellow before I leave this afternoon…”

“As you say, sir.”

A few more minutes were spent exploring the house before the two men went their separate ways, Osric making his way to the back of the property where he was promptly met by his two wolves, the pair sniffing cautiously near the entrance to the smaller building. 

“Stay out here - I’m just going in for a moment. I’ll be fine. When I return we’ll head back and it’ll be back to limited roaming for you two - enjoy the space while you have it.”

His response was a pair of irritated huffs as the door was closed behind him. He shook his head with a sigh - the pair were getting plenty of attention and exercise, but the limited space to roam, whether he was spending time visiting the twins at the Cress estate or when he was at his apartment - it was becoming an issue.

As much as he wanted to stay with Idalia and Evran for every waking moment, he knew it wasn’t feasible. 

Evenings in his own space - and getting things settled with what he wanted to do...needed to do - wouldn’t be a bad thing.

And longing for a life that wasn’t going to happen only elongated his suffering.

His gaze shifted up as he heard movement from across the space, the male wolf from weeks ago laying in almost the exact same position he’d been in the last time the former Dragoon had seen him, barely lifting his head to eye the intruder warily. 

“You’re still waiting for them…aren’t you?”

It was a sad, pained noise that left the wolf - as though the creature had understood him. Osric moved forward, slowly, hands held out. “I can’t bring them back…I realize you must miss them…” 

One step, then another, until he was close enough to touch the animal, but he didn’t, simply kneeling down instead. 

“I won’t ask you to move on…to take another mate, to sire more pups-” He realized the animal likely didn’t understand a word of what he was saying, and yet he continued anyway…was he speaking to himself, or the wolf - it was anyone’s guess, “- but I can give you the space to grieve. To live…if you want it. The way that you want it, with no expectations…and then when you’re ready…to move forward. Not on. If that’s what you want. And it’s certainly better than slowly wasting away in here.”

“I think we can help one another…”

The animal lifted its head, giving the Hyur a tentative sniff, before shifting over and leaning his weight against him. The size comparison between this fellow and Freyja and Tyr was easily noticeable, and the shift in his demeanor came with no small sense of relief. 

Osric ran a hand through the wolf’s fur with a small nod as he sat for a few minutes longer. 

“We move forward then…when you’re ready and not a moment before.”

Half an hour later, Osric  emerged from the building, the wolf cautiously exiting the building behind him for the first time in weeks. 

Osric, after a few quick conversations with the few workers who remained present that late in the day,  eventually returned to the Cress estate to spend time with his children. 

And Vidar - the wolf -  began to be seen around the Giroux property more regularly - slowly stalking the edges and moving forward...one step at a time.

[ababwa]

(hi hello i'm not dead. hope you're all doing well.)

[multimuseforme]

i shouldn't add more dbz muses but

the gammas tho

[nomstellations]

hey...you guys should send me asks....can be requests or just vore stuff....

[luminberry]

Small Comforts

okay so i finally sat my ass down and got something out..its not vore or anything special but its self indulgent and sappy

*throws it and explodes*

The week had been a lot rougher than you honestly wanted to admit, work had put you through your paces and strained your patience well beyond the breaking point, but at least today was your day off.

But like clockwork, you couldn’t find the energy or time to do anything to help you relax in the slightest. You had to go grocery shopping, clean and do laundry before you could even begin to think of doing anything for yourself. And a part of you knew with what little energy you had to use to get all that done, you’d waste the entire measly two days off you had just playing catch up again.

In short, you were drained and frayed..wanting help but having no one to come to who’d even bother to help, everyone else had their own worries and needs to handle after all. You scrubbed at your eyes to fight off the tears that were threatening to seep through for the umpteenth time today when your thoughts were interrupted by a soft warmth both in voice and touch.

“Darlin? What’s wrong sweetpea..ya look bout as worn out as a blown fuse.”

You knew who the voice belonged to, and gave a weak smile up at them as their large work calloused hands gently curled around your waist and hips. Their face showed concern, not prying in the slightest but knowing full well something was amiss with you.

“It’s nothing..just..just a bit worn out I guess? Just feeling tired and..alot of other things.”

Despite being entirely vague, he seemed to read the hidden meaning in your words regardless and gave you another soft smile, giving you a soft squeeze that pressed you into his front as he hugged you from behind.

“Well then, if yer tired sweetpea..How bout a little nap with yours truly? Or just ta spend some quiet time till ya feel more awake..”

“Aren’t you..busy with stuff and all that?”

“Ain’t nothin pressin I got goin on in tha slightest sweetpea. Ya look like ya could use a bit of cuddlin afterall. Promise ya’ll feel better afterwards.”

You can’t help but smile a bit more genuinely at his offer before nodding silently.

Warmth surrounds you as those same hands gently grip you, lifting you with ease to rest against their chest, shifting you in the process to face them as they smile down at you with such warmth and affection it makes your face start to heat up.

“Don’t worry sweetpea, just let me take care of ya tonight alright? A lil love n care n y’all be right as rain in no time~”

“Alright..just for tonight maybe.”

“Heh, good ta hear yer up for it then, lets getcha someplace nice n cosy howsabout?”

A warm hand shifted to hold you against his massive chest, gently rubbing in slow circles as he took his time getting to wherever it was he was taking you. He did his best not to jostle you around too much, taking care to hold you just firmly enough that the pressure was…nice even.

Resting your head on their soft chest, you heard them laugh softly, a hand coming up to gently tease and ruffle your hair lovingly.

“Already gettin cosy with me n we haven’t even reached our lil spot, I can tell I’m gonna have fun with y’all.”

“Oh shush..can’t help the fact you’re…just soft and warm..its nice okay?”

“Didn’t say it was a bad thing now did I? It’s down right adorable honestly, seein ya gettin all cosied up with lil ol’ me. Maybe I should offer this more often eh?”

You can definitely feel your face heating up to match his own body warmth..and after spotting that teasing grin being aimed your way you can’t help but smack at his chest lightly with a hand, earning you a hearty belly shaking laugh from him.

“Aw don’t be like that darlin, I’m only teasin ya a lil bit~ But I’ll stop for now alright? Jus hang tight a lil bit longer for me will ya?”

You resist smacking him a bit more for now, instead you just let out a relaxed sigh and let him carry you off to god knows where exactly. A few more moments pass before you hear the sound of a door being opened and the bright fluorescent lights fade from above to be replaced with a soft honeyed amber hue, soft on the eyes and more than enough to take the dull ache those borderline medicinal feeling lights out in the halls were giving you.

He settles down on what you can only assume is the edge of a bed before gravity gently guides you down to rest in his lap, that soft teasing smile being aimed down at you once more as both hands come to gently squeeze and knead at your waist and hips with care.

“Now then darlin, how bout we get all that nasty stress knocked right outta ya? Might take me a while but..I’m real sure y’all won’t mind will ya?”

Before you can even answer he gets to work, hugging you firmly against his soft and thick frame, hands gently starting to knead and work into your weary body. The effect made you yelp softly before falling into a long drawn out content sigh of relief that got him to hum in amusement.

“There we go sweetpea, just relax and let me do what I do best for ya. Whatever y’all want just say tha word n it’s yers~”

His voice had dropped into a much softer, almost hypnotic purr as he worked the knots out of you, humming softly as he shifted you and himself both properly into the bed with ease. You felt him rest up against the wall his bed was pushed against as he gently pulled you closer to his face, letting you rest atop his ample chest and torso..almost sinking into it like a warm and inviting pillow as the minutes bled into one another.

“Oh god…how’d you know this was something I needed..?”

“Well I won’t say it was too obvious darlin, ya hide yer pain and frustrations away better than most.. Almost a lil too well I’d say. But y’all have yer tells just like everyone else. Ya get quiet and avoidant real easy..wasn’t hard ta put tha pieces together after that.”

“Oh..”

“But just so ya know my lil darlin, if ya ever do feel like ya need a moment ta step back from things..yer more than allowed ta. Even tha strongest folks need a lil tenderness and care shown ta them. N seein ya get all rosey cheeked and flustered alongside seein that darlin face of yers go back ta its glowin self..well I’ll be more than happy ta help.”

There were a few soft moments of silence as his words sank into you before the tears came back up to the surface, harder and faster than you expected..Leaving you to be a little sobbing mess in front of him..thankfully his only response was to gently rub your back and hug you tenderly to him, letting you work your tears out in your own time.

“S’alright darlin..go on n get it all out for me okay? Ya’ll feel better for it afterwards. But I do mean what I said though. Ya ain’t ever alone like ya feel ya are, Ya got me and plenty of others that’ll help ya work things out if ya let em. N I’ll always be happy ta listen no matter how long it takes..okay?”

“Y-yeah..alright. Thank you though..for..for being here for me.”

“Ain’t a problem sweetpea. I’ll always make time for my lil darlin~”

You feel silly somehow, but at the same time your chest feels just a bit lighter now. Just enough to bear the weight of life once more as it comes..But the blush and tear stains marring your face remain..But you don’t really care anymore.

This man has seen you at your worst, yet still calls you such horribly saccharine names and holds you to his massive frame with such care it's hard not to just forget the world around you. And so you do, you let everything outside this warm and comforting room fall away from you entirely. All the worries and anxious thoughts are gently and lovingly wiped clean at least for a little while, just while you’re here in this mans embrace.

His warmth has seeped deep into the core of your being by now, making you just a touch drowsy as his hands work you over. The affection and mirth in his eyes as he watches you give in and let him help you at long last makes a deep and utterly satisfied purr rumble forth from the chest you find yourself nuzzling into.

“Heh, ya look like quite a sight now if I do say so myself~ Ya feelin better now sweetpea?”

“Yeah..yeah I feel alot better. But..do you mind if I-?”

“Oh darlin ya don’t even need ta ask, if ya wanna stay then stay. Don’t mind cuddlin a cute lil thing like y’all all night if y’all let me~”

“God..but..yeah that-that sounds really nice honestly.”

“Y’all were lookin a bit sleepy-eyed anyways..just didn’t wanna say anythin just yet..ya looked too cute~!”

“Stoppit goddd…you keep saying im cute and im gonna…gonna just leave maybe.”

Another soft but hearty laugh rumbles up from the belly you’ve been resting on for god alone knows how long now before those two massive and powerful hands reach up to cup your face between them with the upmost of care.

“Aw now don’t be like that my lil sweetpea..just can’t help but think yer cute, adorable and just all kinds a lovely things. Y’all know deep down ya appreciate it, cause I don’t see ya tryin ta run from me or hit me like usual~”

“..that’s only cause you have a hold of my face…and you’ve..well..I don’t wanna get up just yet..”

“Aw..now that’ll warm this old heart of mine just all tha more.”

Feeling a bit..bolder, or maybe just wanting to do something in return for him. You push yourself just a bit forwards…Just enough to get a small kiss to one of his cheeks. That smile falters for just a moment before you’re rewarded with seeing his whole face dust with a soft rosy tint, making you laugh for what feels like the first time in a long while.

“Pft! What, one tiny kiss is all it takes to get you to blush..? Wow can’t wait to tell everyone”

“Hah~! That is if I letcha even leave ya gigglin lil fiend..c’mere~!”

“wh-AH! Heyyy!!”

In a instant your world is thrown backwards as he grins playfully down at you before just leaning forwards and trapping you under his hefty weight. You’re not uncomfortable you find, a part of you knowing he’d never actually hurt you in the first place. 

That still doesn’t stop you from wriggling under his chest and laughing softly as you try to put up a convincing upset voice and failing.

“G-get off me you big goof! C’mon no fair using your size against me here.”

“Y’all know what was gonna happen if ya wanted ta spend tha night here darlin~ Don’t worry y’all wont be stuck for long…Just long enough for me ta have some fun.”

“W-wait what does that mean exactly?”

“Why this of course~!”

This, being him nuzzling into your neck and face with a hearty laugh filled hum. A few kisses here and there left you beet red and squirming with laughter at how ticklish his beard was against your soft skin.

Eventually he did relent the love filled assault and shifted to simply lay down properly in bed with you tucked against him. Your chest felt tight..but it wasn’t from worry or anxiety anymore..But it was a feeling you were happy to feel for a moment or two before nuzzling into his side with a huff.

“..thank you again, for..today. I really needed it I think.”

“Anytime darlin, anytime~ Ya need a lil love and care again jus come find me and we’ll take care of things..”

“..there anything I can do to repay you though?”

“Just stayin here with me, n runnin inta my big strong arms when ya need me is more than enough my lil sweetpea..trust me, it’s more than enough.”

He cups your face once more and places a gentle kiss to your forehead with a tender affection filled smile.

“Now get some rest for me alright? I’ll make sure ya sleep well..”

“Alright..g’night.”

“G’night sweetpea, sweet dreams.”

You soon fell into a deep and utterly restful sleep, with him holding you close the entire night. And honestly a part of you didn’t want to wait until next time to do this again.

[finniigan]

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[afternoonapocalypse]

Haven’t read tarot since high school, but one of my most wonderful friends bought me this out of the blue because they saw Buffy and thought of me. 💖