#wolf whistles

[butchfoolish]

Having dsmp thoughts….

[butchharts]

my girl looks so good i need to bite her

[solittles]

i have a friend who's never had a personal relationship to hyperfixations, neurodiversity, lgbtq or fandoms. she's 37 and very normie coded ™ but i love her dearly. she recently watched the terror and she loved it. i have told her hickey is one of my favs. when she asked me who my other favs are, i sent her a picture of nedward, and then i heart reacted to my own message.

[emmashouldbewriting]

alright who gave her permission to slay like this today

[moonlightretriever]

i wouldnt mind you tagging me in things, i think it'd be cute to see what reminds you of me. your nibbling would also be cute, but i do think that i would need to punish you for it once we get home ;) do you remember those hexbugs? maybe i'll throw one of those in my pocket with you for ya to sit on to keep you occupied while im busy

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you cant punish me im only 2in tall!!! i would get squished...! ;;_;; and ive been seeing what youre reblogging, quite the ass eater aficionado arent you~ <3

i do remember hexbugs, i never played with em though!!! i like the little squirmy wormy one with no legs or anything ehehe, they're kinda cut-- AH I JUST REALIZED YOU WANTED ME TO SIT ON THEM- ;;;;; d-- do they even vibrate that hard.... i wonder if it would be like a bucking bull ride....

[chetter-holmgren]

Perfection from head to toe 😍😍😍

[kill-bill33]

I have no idea what this is from but DAMN

Now let’s get this straight, Mac: any form of sex’al innercourse comes natchral to me bar one. I never done it an’ I don’ intend to – an’ that’s pay for it.

~ Butch, Absolute Hell

[bogcreacher]

part 3 (part 1, part 2)

cameo on page 1 is the lovely Ursa, belonging to archel.s_ on Instagram! :)

[thehypedbuddy]

If it's ok, could you draw Whistle wearing the Metamoran/Fusion dance clothing from DBZ (Do the adult Gotenks version of the outfit because it's the only version wear the chest is covered.)

And if you really want to, can you draw a mini comic where Tangle and Whisper do the fusion dance and fuse into Metamoran Whistle.

[gauntletgirlie]

POV: you’ve just wolf whistled him

THE WAY the turns around...!!

That stance,the confidence,the sexyness...ah,I can't take it🫠

[butchfoolish]

6 for fooligetta?

marathon session (they just fucking keep going, babyyyy)

Uhh they’re both butch women in this one, Vegetta uses she/her and feminine titles, and Foolish uses he/him and both masculine and feminine titles. Sorry for being like 6 months late with this, Anon.

1.3k words. Contains: scissoring/frottage, mommy kink, breeding kink.

“Yes, yes, one more for me, that’s my good boy,” Vegetta cooed, curling her fingers in Foolish’s cunt. Vegetta humped her butch’s thigh, kissing him.

“L-Liar,” Foolish panted, grinding his clits against Vegetta’s palm. She’d said the same thing last time he was about to come, and he was certain she was going to do it again. Not that he was complaining.

Vegetta hummed, kissing Foolish’s forehead as he gasped and went limp against the mattress, breathing hard. She settled beside him, still playing with his slick folds as she left another love bite on his neck. He moaned, dazed as he tried to decide whether he needed more or less touch.

Vegetta’s hand slid up Foolish’s body, and the desire burning in her eyes told him all he needed to continue.

“My turn.” Foolish rolled onto his side and onto Vegetta’s lap, pulling off his bra as he grabbed her drooling clit and laid it against her stomach. He played with her, tracing the hidden edges of her cockhead beneath her foreskin.

Vegetta bit her lip to stifle a moan, eyes locked on Foolish’s hand. “You are teasing me too much,” she complained. “Hurry up.”

“What’s wrong with going slow?” Foolish giggled, kneading the base of her clit with the heel of his palm. “We’ve got allll day.”

“But I want your pussy now, Foolich.” Vegetta pouted as she pushed up onto her elbows, and Foolish paused, staring at her tits. Vegetta smirked, lifting one in her big, strong hand and thumbing the gold bar on her nipple, making the emeralds flash. Foolish’s clits twitched, and he licked his lips. Vegetta looked so insanely sexy wearing nothing but his gifts, looking up at him with that smug little grin. She knew exactly how to get him to give in to her, he was absolutely whipped for his butch.

He straddled her hips, reverse cowgirl style so Vegetta could admire his ass, and hovered over her stomach so his pussy just barely kissed the soft head of her clit, making Vegetta bite her lip. He sat all the way down, pressing her clit between her stomach and his pussy. He rolled his hips, covering her with his own wetness. His hole twitched as the tip teased him, threatening to penetrate.

“Foolich, don’t tease me,” Vegetta panted, trying to use his tail to pull him down.

Foolish shook his head, his attention solely on her. Grinding on her, he rubbed his fingers between her legs, and pressed one into her lubed up hole to loosen her up again. Vegetta gasped underneath him, trying to roll her hips as he plunged deeper to work her prostate. With his other hand he gave her balls a gentle squeeze, giggling as her hips bucked beneath him. “Wooaaah, easy, easy! You’re a wild little horse, aren’t you? My pretty Spanish mare, that’s what you are.”

“Foolich,” Vegetta moaned, rolling her hips. Her voice was muffled, and a glance over his shoulder showed she was pressing her face against her arm.

Foolish pulled his fingers out of her hole, grabbing Vegetta’s hand and putting it on his hip. “Stop hiding your pretty face, I want you looking at my ass.”

“Sí, sí, por supuesto, yes. Best ass in the server, I have to look,” Vegetta said breathlessly, grabbing a handful.

Foolish grinned, grinding faster. “It’s all fuckin’ yours, baby.”

“Yes, yes, all mine,” Vegetta growled playfully, giving his ass a sharp smack.

Foolish squealed, leaning forward and grinding his clits against the base of Vegetta’s fat clit. He worked a second finger into her hole, working her p-spot and drooling over the way Vegetta moaned easily.

Vegetta’s strong hands grasped his hips, and helped him grind for a few wonderful moments before she reached for his clits. Foolish gasped, rolling his hips into her touch. He had completely soaked her clit with his pussy, but the friction had only gotten more intense as he used her like a grinder. He pressed his slick folds on and around her clit, picking up speed as his desperation mounted. He succumbed as usual to desperately humping her like a girl that had just figured out how to masturbate. He caught himself clenching his jaw in anticipation, and relaxed it enough to talk.

“I’m gonna make you squirt, Vegetta, and then you know what I’m gonna do with all that cum?” he asked, giving her soft, plump balls the gentlest squeeze he could manage without slowing down.

“¿Qué? ¿Qué harás con él?” Vegetta panted, pawing blindly at Foolish’s clits.

“I’m gonna,” Foolish gasped, almost bouncing on her hips to get just a little more friction on his cunt, “I’m gonna put it in my pussy, right where it belongs. And then I’m gonna— I’m gonna make you clean it all up. ‘Cause you don’t wanna put another baby in me, do ya?”

Vegetta moaned, gripping Foolish’s hips. “Querida, ¡por favor!”

“You wanna to put another baby in me, mami?” Foolish panted, working Vegetta’s hole harder. He felt her squirt all over his pussy, and he made a mess of it, lifting his tail so she could see her cum all over his hole. “Oh my god, you do! Look at what a mess you made…”

Vegetta whined as Foolish slid off of her, grabbing at his tail. He moaned, shoving his fingers inside himself as she pulled his tail. Her hands kept him as close as possible as he turned around and leaned over her, staring down at her with hunger.

“You would like one,” Vegetta said as her hands slid up to his hips, holding him still. His pussy ached against her clit as he nodded. “Greedy boy, you already have two children, why do you need more?”

Foolish tried in vain to grind against her, held in place by her strong hands. “I want more.”

“More?” she asked, sliding her hands up to his waist, eyes on his pussy as he rolled his hips and frantically nodded. The translation bubble above her head translated her filthy and affectionate words. “You want me to breed you like a dog? Are you going to be my bitch, pretty girl?”

“Please, mami, please!” Foolish pleaded, tits bouncing as he humped her clit. He leaned over her to press their tits together and get more friction on his clits, and Vegetta’s hands grabbed his ass before spanking him hard enough to make him come. He worked himself through the aftershocks until it started to hurt, lazily grinding.

Vegetta’s head rested back against the pillow, dark eyes half-closed, but still watching Foolish. He grumbled as she continued groping his ass and rubbing her fingers over his slit, probably getting a kick out of his reactions. He gave her leg a half-hearted slap with his tail.

“Ow,” she said, completely monotone. She stroked the back of his tail instead, walking her fingers up his spine to the back of his neck. “You’re being a bad boy.”

Foolish stuck out his tongue, gently biting her tit to show his defiance. Vegetta hissed, pinching his nipple in retaliation. Foolish whined, trying to protest as Vegetta continued to roll his sensitive nipple between her fingers, moving onto roughly groping his tender breast, and then pushing him back in order to suck on the sore, abused skin.

Foolish grabbed at her, growling and lashing his tail as he squeezed her side, then one of her breasts, pinching and tugging the soft, puffy buds to hard points between his fingers as Vegetta lapped at his own tits. He used his teeth on her neck, leaving marks all the way down to the tan line on her shoulder. Vegetta moaned as he twisted her nipple piercing, turning into a shriek of pleasure as he twisted further.

“¡Cedo, yo cedo! ¡Me cago en tu madre! Foolich… You bitch…” she panted, gingerly touching it. “Are you trying to rip it out?”

Foolish snickered, licking and then sucking the affected part.

Vegetta pulled his hair, swearing again. “You said— ngh, Foolich— you said I could to eat you out.”

Foolish grinned, and climbed onto her face for yet another round.

[raybeam-littlebean]

I was thinking of the bats finding out the vigilante/antihero/criminal was a woman and if I stop being delusion all

Bruce would have probably already known, no amount of voice modulator or body padding would cover up that fact and he doesn't care. He's an equal opportunity ass whooper.

Jason *might* have a moment of hesitation, but it's literally a blink and you'll miss it kind of thing. And then her lights are fucking punched out.

Dick is the one most likely to have even a little bit of a "problem" with it. I say problem, but I use that word very loosely. He'd make a bit of a bigger deal about it, but not by too much, probably some quips about it and trying to deescalate the situation. He has some kind of chivalry to him, he'd rather not but wouldn't keep it from doing his job.

Tim I can see being the same at Bruce, but more that he speculated more than he absolutely knew. But also a tad of Dick, he'd rather not, either from some symbolism of chivalry or some secret third thing. He'd spend less time on it than Dick, not caring either way, the job needs to get done.

Damian gives zero fucks. His mother was a well trained assassin, the best according to him. Fights the same as any male opponent.

[head---ache]

Emmie goes against @khalewren 's Whistle this monday for round 3 of the @sonic-fankid-showdown !!!

And she is tooootally not crying about it/hj

[frenchublog]

Life’s flashing through your eyes ?

[moonlightretriever]

woah honey, you gave me my whole own tag? im so honored. does that mean that you're gonna start tagging me in things you rb ;)

youre so cute if youre only 2in tall, then ill just have to pick you up and put you in my front shirt pocket to keep you safe. you can hang out on my pec while i work and youre closeby so you can take a whiff of me whenever you want. hopefully i dont get too sweaty while working hard and get my shirt all wet and full of musk

what of mine would you want me to send ya? one of my boxers that ive worn for a few days so that it can really smell like me?

-🐺

ahehe, if you don't mind me tagging you in things, i could~ <3

a--- ;;///////;; (BLUSHES SO HARD STEAM RADIATES OFF OF ME) i cannot be trusted in your shirt pocket i think i would get high off the musk smell... you also might have to deal with me biting you and nibbling you so you give me attention!!!!!! ehehehe i could also be helpful and wipe the sweat off for you~ but i like the biting idea more!!!

ANYTHING anything please oh my goodness- wolfie you spoil me already you know that... YOU GIVE ME TOO MUCH POWER!!!! <3333 you wear boxers~?? ahehe, good to know~ but anything you send will be cherished and loved on and i probably would use em as comfort items oops... >/////w/////>

[t00thpasteface]

as a lesbian, i seriously need to figure out what i'm putting in the men i'm drawing that makes people want to fuck them so i can at least have some semblance of control over who will and won't be considered fuckable. i feel like my test tubes are randomly exploding with no rhyme or reason and i've completely lost track of my control group(s). don't even get me started on the petri dishes