#worship banners

[lyndentree63]

Standing on the sidewalk of mainstreet with Me Too by Meghan Trainor and I'm Coming Out by Diana Ross blasting on main street, while waving pride flags and holding signs that say things like "I'm Here and I'm Queer". . . feels weirdly like YWAM when we went out in public places and worshipped. Rummaging through the flag bin to find an ace flag felt like looking for a worship banner.

[bannerhouse-printing123]

A Place of Hope and Healing

Church Banners for praise and worship. Spread the love and message of Jesus. Church Banner is a great way to communicate between Church and people for engaging, welcoming and embracing the spirit of those who worship there. Grab the attention of those passing by with our eye-catching personalised Church banners. Let everyone know about your Church services designs of Church banners.

[youvebeentold]

Tonio Banner flexing it out

[crab-is-the-ultimate-form]

A Manifesto:

I have come to understand that Crabtopia might not be a 100% accepted truth among crab tumblr, and I am hear to clear up a few things.

Carcinization is the process by which species have an overwhelming tendency to evolve into Crab. Why? Why indeed.

It follows that Crab, as a form, is ultimate.

Crab beats rock, Crab beats Paper, Crab beats scissors. The Crab is the ultimate form.

Crab is superior to man, woman, and child.

So what do we do with this information? I'm glad you asked.

Here there are two schools of thought.

Humans will become Crab, and may indeed be getting closer to crab every day.

2) Crab will one day rise from the ocean and take their place as the dominant species of earth. They will become our overlords. We will serve Crab. This seems likely, as Crab has already made several military plays for land territory.

I hear you, sobbing uncontrollably at your screen, what do we do? How do we ensure our survival in the face of this unprecedented threat?

There is only one thing we can do.

We must submit.

We must show them we are on their side. We must do it now, before it is reasonable for them to beleive we do so only in the face of our own extinction. Only then will we achieve Crabtopia.

All hail the mighty Crab.

May the Crab offer absolution. May the Crab punish the disloyal.

Inform those you trust. NO SPYING. If you suspect your associates may be anti-Crab, hide this information at all costs. We cannot risk being seen to aid the enemy of Crab. Too much is at stake.

[taleweaver-ramblings]

I don't know which developer or designer or such put this bulletin board in this game, but whoever it is gets me (and has definitely worked in communications at some point).

[bittrbuttr]

After baizhu gets his banner will there be any reason to play genshin? Him and Scara were the unreleased characters that were holding the fort down for ages but now that they're both in game what? We're gonna stick around for cat girl number 500? For whatever racist mess they're gonna make out of Natlan? Idk

[searchingwardrobes]

Sunday morning worship

Tagging @jrob64 @snowbellewells

[slytherinslut0]

SLYTHERINSLUT0’S KINKTOBER | 2024.

hello my loves. here we have the masterlist for my first ever kinktober. a huge thank you to all my new followers and to anyone who’s been around since the beginning. october marks a year since this account blew up so this is my little treat to yall. let’s get kinky.

please note the following, some of these works may contain triggering content and kinks that might not be for you, do not click on something you aren't comfortable with, and as always, chars are 19+, minors please do not interact.

MASTERLIST UNDER CUT | ⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊🕷

kinktober masterlist. | full masterlist. | 19+ MDNI.

these will be completed in a mix of full fics & blurbs.

october 1st • size kink, big dick.

just the tip. theodore nott

october 4th • loss of virginity / corruption kink.

first time. mattheo riddle

• part one

• part two

october 8th • somno / free use.

thank you. tom riddle

october 11th • mirror sex / body worship.

i want you to watch yourself. blaise zabini

october 15th • brat taming / daddy kink.

yes, daddy. mattheo riddle

october 18th • hatefucking / dubcon / enemies

you’re lying. mattheo riddle

october 21st • gun play / dub con / masochism.

does this make me dangerous? tom riddle

october 25th • anal sex / sexual punishment.

turn around. tom riddle

october 28th • degradation / humiliation / 3sum

ghostface. theodore nott x lorenzo berkshire

october 31st • orgy / groupsome / drunk sex.

fuckfest. the slytherins

all works belong to © slytherinslut0 and are not permitted to be reproduced redistributed or republished in any way, shape or form.

banner credit: @violetbudd

[moxiemoxie]

the amount of times older people have told me “In my day we didn’t have all these genders and sexualities and race bullshit! We just hung out and listened to REAL music” and then put on these artists

[aizenswhore]

His lap is your throne.

There are things you need to understand. Just like you gradually learn how to walk, when you are a toddler, there are just some small habits you need to learn when you are an adult. He needs you. You need to get this concept into your head. You have to worship him, to let admiration and devotion drip from your eyes and mouth as you walk towards him in that cute like skirt that drives him crazy.

You perfectly know what you do to him and with that comes the depraved hunger of being ruined by him over and over again. Your eyes lock, a demanding glare shimmering in his eyes, as he waits patiently for you to take your seat on your throne. You do, eventually, unbuckling his belt and freeing his bulge from the tight boxers he is wearing underneath.

He reaches his hand up, underneath your skirt, his fingers gliding down your slit as he notes you are not wearing any panties. No words are shared, he grips your hips and allows you to sink down onto his hard shaft. A strained moan leave your lips. No matter how many times you have done it, the sensation is always going to be the same. The stretch, it drives you mad. Your hands settle onto his shoulders, balancing yourself as you finally adjust to the intrusion.

“Welcome back to your throne, baby” he whispers in your ear, as you slowly begin to ride him.

Your moans fill the air, echoes of your skin slapping together making you remember how much you crave him, how deeply you want him to stretch you out like that, and how badly you wish to feel his cum fill you up until it drips down your thighs. Why? Because, after all, you know that his lap is your throne. No one will ever ride him as you do and no one will ever possess your body and soul as he does.

And, as your inner walls clamp down onto him, your head lolling back as a strained moan leave your lips, this much you know: you will ride him until your legs will work.

GETO SUGURU, GOJO SATORU, RYOMEN SUKUNA, AIZEN SOSUKE, GRIMMJOW JAEGERJAQUEZ, DRACULE MIHAWK, SHANKS, MUZAN KIBUTSUJI, SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA, NANAMI KENTO, JUGRAM HASCHWALTH, CROCODILE, DOUMA.

credits for the banner: @cafekitsune

main account: @muzansfangs

[daydreamerdrew]

The Hulk! (1978) #25

[tbaluver]

AfterCare With Them- The Love And DeepSpace Men

parings in order: Xavier x Reader, Zayne x Reader, Rafayel x Reader, Sylus x Reader

genre: overall fluff but contains nsfw and unprotected sex, MDNI

a/n: writing this only bc misty invasion is tomorrow and i cant wait dfkahdfkshfaskh did you guys noticed i changed the banners bc this one a diff genre hehe

any likes and reblogs are always appreciated! enjoy!

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Xavier:

He doesn't stop giving you kisses when he cums inside you and would help you though the overstimulation by holding you tight until the feeling stops. He would ask if you we're okay and would listen if anything we're wrong.

He would fall on top of you and you both would be recollecting your breaths. He would be hiding against your chest and place little kisses all over them as you'll gently play with his hair. Once he pulls himself away from you, he'll grab you a cup of water so you're refreshed.

He would carry you to the bathroom and takes a bath with you because you probably can't stand after your activities. He would sit behind you and wash you softly and slowly while peppering your back and neck with soft kisses.

He'll put you first and make sure you're one hundred percent satisfied and content. He'll help dry you off and carry you back to bed and would dry himself off after before joining you.

Once your back together in bed, he would fall asleep so quickly with you nestled in his arms. You would hear his breathing go soft and quiet and you would soon fall asleep peacefully after.

Zayne:

He would immediately clean you up if he didn't cum inside of you. He wouldn't even ask and would get a refreshing cold drink of water and will ask after if you would like anything else.

While you drink your water, he'll prepare a bath for you both with the perfect temperature. Towels and nearby hygiene products would already be set on the counter. He would come back and ask how you would feel and he would listen intently to everything you had to say. He would carry you to the bathroom and let you soak up first before changing the sheets quickly.

Once he joins you, he'll wash your body and scrub the roots of your hair. Sometimes he'll apologize about the marks left on your skin, worried they might've hurt you. Once you're ready to get out of the bath, he'll pick you up and dry you himself and wrap you in a towel

He'll carry you back to the now clean and comfy bed and makes sure you're comfortable. He'll help you dress you up with whatever clothes you want that are comfortable.

Once your dressed all comfy, the two of you settled into the soft sheets and within minutes, you were already asleep in his arms. He watches you drift off to sleep as he ran his fingers through your hair softly. The comforting pressure of your body would soon make him fall asleep.

Rafayel:

You both were sprawled across the bed, limbs crossing over each other. You both turned to look at each other, looking over to see his contagious smile and you would feel one spreading over your own lips. Your hands would find each other and you both would wrap into a more comfortable embrace as you both tried to regain your breaths.

He'll crack a joke while he cradles you into his arms about how YOU should be the one to clean HIM up because he's the one that did most of the work. Obviously reassures you that he's joking.

He'll praise you, worship your body, comforting your sore legs and any body parts that felt sore or aching. He'd take special care of you to let you know how much you mean to him and thankful that he finally has you again.

He'll grab you a cup of water before preparing a nice relaxing bath for you both. He'll carry you to the bath and gently put you in before joining you. He'll help you wash you and you both might play a little bit in the water, splashing each other or playing with the bubbles before you both get out of the tub. He'll help dry you off and carry you back to bed.

As you the two of you settle into bed, he would make sure his arms are wrapped around you before you drift off to sleep. Will admire you for a bit before his eyes shut close.

After bath time was over and he carries you to bed, you would have to prepare for a second round. Obviously he's not done with you. He wants to paint your face white after he finished painting your pussy white a couple minutes ago.

Sylus:

He would intertwine his fingers with your own and slowly guides you over his chest so you're resting on top of him. He'll clean you off with a washcloth if he didn't already lick you clean and after he's done he'll grab you a cup of cold water.

If there were times where he was rough with you, he'll gently apply some oil and cooling gel onto any marks or any parts of your body that ached.

Draws you a bath with nice smelling soap or whatever you prefer. If you wanted some bubbles added to the bath, he'll add some even if he thought it was silly. He'll carry you to the bathroom and he'll sit behind you and hold you close to his chest. He'll rub the outside of your thigh because he knows they're most likely sore.

After you finish bathing, he'll help you get out of the tub and dry you off himself before he dries himself off. Would help brush your hair and give you of his shirts that are way too oversized on you before carrying you back to bed.

Would ask if you would like anything and if you did, he'll let you rest on the bed while he gets anything you need or wanted. And when you're falling asleep, you'll rest on his chest while he hums so softly.

[orion-paxs-sex-toy]

Sometimes I think about a few post I’ve made on here and I thank the lord that my family hasn’t seen them because I never wanna explain to them why I called Bruce Banner in The Avengers game a dilf and I DEFINITELY don’t want to have to explain the time when I was horny for (and still kinda am) for an Egyptian moon god who I said I’d worship and hopped he would hate fuck me.

[crab-is-the-ultimate-form]

There are liars out there.

People who will have you believe that Crab is simply oceanic spider.

Those who would fool you are malicious actors, who seek to distract you from the truth.

When the crabs rise from the water and take their true place at the helm of the earth, they will not forget.

They will remember.

The loyal will be rewarded.

We do not speak of the others.

[pseudowho]

Edging Nanami Kento

(help me find the Nanami artist in the banner, for crediting and thanks/permission!)

WARNINGS: 18+, you know what you came here for, no plot, just fluff and smut

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Edging Nanami Kento as you ride him on the sofa. Shirt fully unbuttoned, trousers and pants round his knees, thick hands bound in front of him, sweating and panting as your hips pick up speed against his. He absolutely knows you're using him for your own pleasure, at many points barely pulling his throbbing cock out of you as you rock his leaking tip to rub repeatedly against your cervix.

"Kento...aaahhhh, deeper, please," you whine, eyes closed in ecstasy and hands planted on his v-line for support, and he watches you intently, pupils blown in lust, feeling his orgasm about to crash over him.

As soon as you feel the telltale signs of his thighs twitching against yours, involuntarily bucking his hips up into you, his knuckles white and clenched, your name on his lips in worship, you stop.

Kento growls, looping his tied hands over you and behind the small of your back, arching your hips against him. His teeth bite into your collarbone, enough to leave a mark before he licks and sucks the spot. Feeling him attempt to rut his hips up into you, you lift yourself almost completely off him, shushing him and scraping your nails through his undercut.

He begs against your decolletage, the tip of his cock furiously leaking precum at your entrance, "I'm so close, don't do this to me my love, please. I'll do anything. Anything." His powerful forearms are gently, insistently pressing the sides of your hips down, desperate to slip his throbbing length inside your wet heat again. Your tongue finds its way to his ear, tracing its shape with a feather touch, and your hand tracks down to lovingly cup his balls, tight against him and ready to cum, away from his cock and Kento groans desperately, feeling his orgasm slip away from him.

You shush him gently again, consoling him by slipping back down onto his cock and starting to bounce yourself on him, pushing him deeper and deeper. His tied hands still locked around your back, he holds you, his cheek rested on your shoulder, gazing at you in blown-pupilled adoration as your sweat mingles together with his, thighs sticky with combined wetness. He swears he could cum from the intimacy alone, watching you, resplendent as you take him to the edge and back again.

Kento's pleasure builds and builds again, as your thrusts against his hips become more desperate, chasing your own orgasm.  He knows he may cry if you deny him again, so he locks his arms around your hips, holding you in place as he plants his feet on the floor and begins to drive up into you, face still in your neck, hot wet pants mingling with the smell of your bodies joined together.

You cry out in delight and shock, your plans foiled, nails in his back and hair as he bites into your throat, moaning constantly as he fucks you over the edge. He feels you become even wetter as you cry out his name, your thighs shaking now as he thrusts harder, chasing his own orgasm.

When he finally cums, he swears he may go blind with the pleasure, agonal gasps against your hair, as you slump to his chest, feeling his seed leak out around his pulsing cock. Lights flashing in his eyes, he intones sweet adoration into your hair, kissing your eyes, your nose, your lips.

He slumps back against the sofa, tied hands pulling you with him, both of you utterly spent. The rain hammers on the windows as you both begin to doze, still completely intertwined and sticky with cum. One hand slipping out of the tie, because Kento always could, only didn't want to, a blanket was grabbed and thrown around your back, wrapping you together in a soft, warm den.

Succumbing to sleep again, with you on his chest, Kento wondered what he ever did right to get so lucky.

[fadedtoneverland]

ice on my teeth | c.sn

❤︎ synopsis — san’s been feeling a little bold lately after his most recent comeback

pairing: idol!choi san x afab!reader

theme: smut ❣︎

a/n: ice on my teeth slaps and san in the mv has me feeling some type of way. enjoy this fic i cranked out from the horniest crevices of my mind. banner credits to @sylusz

cw: no gendered pronouns for the reader. top!san. bottom!reader. pet names (baby, babe, honey). vaginal fingering. oral sex (f receiving). slight overstimulation. reader is hormonal for san. san is a bit of a freak

san was so unfairly hot.

and he knew it.

it was insanely obvious that he took advantage of that fact too, because this comeback, his stylists went all out for every single one of his looks.

as the partner of choi san himself, you had special privileges of freely roaming photoshoots and music video shootings whenever ateez prepared for their latest comeback. it’s a special opportunity that all of ateez partner’s got, per the request of the members themselves.

and damn, did your man really aim to make you go feral this time around.

the new golden hour part 2 ep was an absolute banger, hongjoong even gave you the luxury to have an early listen to one of the songs on the album. of course, with banger songs, comes with a banger music video.

a music video that was a little too sexy for your own sanity.

the entire process was a thrill for ateez, but an agonizing time for you. you were forced to sit behind the camera crew while they took the most sinful shots of your boyfriend, trying to be discreet with how you rubbed your thighs together every time san flashed one of his sultry, sexy smirks that he’d usually give you in the bedroom.

it’s like god was laughing at your misfortune from the clouds with a popcorn bucket in hand. oh how you so badly wanted to jump your man’s bones and suck his dick right then and there, but you knew better than to create that oddly graphic scenario.

there was one particular scene that was being filmed, where san was looking up into the camera through intricately decorated chains and jewelry, shooting his iconic dark, sultry eyes. san was dressed in nothing but a fur coat and pants, lowered ever so slightly to teasingly show off his dolce gabbana boxers.

and he definitely knew he was affecting you in such a way, because every time you even catch his gaze, he always flashes you that cocky ass smirk, which only fuels your desire to just wipe than smile off with your lips on his.

this man should be illegal.

finally, after what seemed to be a lifetime of undressing san with your eyes, the music video filming was finally over, and you got to take your man home to your place.

san had already told mingi and seonghwa ahead of time that he’d be staying over at your place for some “quality time with his partner”.

a few hickeys and one sloppy make out later, the tension had finally boiled over into a heated dance of passion and lust between the two of you, with san pushing you down onto your duvet, his large hands roaming over your body, worshipping your clear skin.

“gorgeous.” san panted out, lathering wet kisses over your stomach, pushing your shirt up to your chest to grant himself more access to your body.

breathy sighs escaped your wet lips, and your gaze drifted down to the masterpiece of a man between your legs. a breathless chuckle erupted from your throat.

“someone’s eager.” you teased. san responded with a nip to your inner thigh, making you gasp.

“you’re one to talk.” san lowly groaned while practically ripping off your pants in one swift motion, which only made your panties even more soaked.

“i saw how you were looking at me during the filming. you’re not that slick, honey.”

you laughed, though it came out more high-pitched than expected. “can you blame me? you were looking so damn hot for that camera.”

“good.” san punched out with a grunt, his head diving between your legs. catching the elastic band of your panties between his teeth, he dragged down the sodden fabric in a teasing manner, slowly egging you on and heightening your arousal.

when you finally kicked off the delicate fabric yourself, the bare sight of your glittering, wet cunt, was all it took for san to lose control.

san has always been an impatient man when it came to you, so he wasted no time spreading your thighs apart, licking up your slit in one, fat stripe, and then beginning to feast on you, moaning wantonly into your sensitive skin.

your moans were shameless and loud, fingers immediately darting down to tangle in san’s raven hair, tugging on the strands periodically as san devoured your pussy with his skilled tongue.

“fuck, i’ll never get tired of this taste,” san grunted into your skin, letting out a moan as his tongue lathered over your sensitive folds. “it’s just so damn good.”

a high pitched whine escaped your lips. “h-hah.. sannie…”

“yeah, that’s it, baby. say my name.” san continued to worship your dripping core, his lips latched around your clit and sucking hard, flicking his tongue over it every now and then. your moans only got louder each time, and san just reveled in your pleasure, getting off on it.

san’s cock was so hard in his pants it was almost painful, begging to be freed and just fuck your pussy silly. but san was focused on you, and only you, wanting to hear your sounds and your pleasure.

a tiny trail of saliva dripped from the corner of your mouth, moans and whines coming from your throat nonstop as san ate you out like it was the last time he was ever gonna taste pussy. his calloused hands gripped the plush of your thighs tightly every time they closed instinctively around your head, spreading them apart and keeping them locked in that position.

“no. keep them open for me, babe.” san hashed out with a slight whine in his voice. he then licked a quick line up his two fingers before plunging them inside of you, relishing the loud gasp that came from your mouth.

“wanna make you feel good. please.”

the desperation in his voice made your velvety walls clench around his digits, and san groaned loudly at the feeling. hooking your thighs over his broad shoulders, san dived back in to abuse your clit with his tongue, while his fingers beckoned inside of your cunt to drive you crazy.

god were you a mess, the way san’s fingers just dragged against your spongy walls in all the right places, plus how he was prodding your sensitive pearl with his tongue. it’s like this man was trying to kill you.

every single sound that escaped your mouth only made san redouble his efforts, reducing you to his babbling, incoherent mess. your fingers tightened in san’s hair, pulling harshly at his messy black locks, and your hips bucked up to meet with san’s tongue and finger movements.

“s-san- san i can’t— a-ah~…” you whined rather loudly. san chuckled into your skin, the deep sound resonating within his chest.

and san’s gaze never left your face. his sharp, catlike eyes were dark. so dark that there was almost no white left in them, nothing but pure lust present in those black orbs.

“fuck. keep doing that for me.” san groans before removing his fingers, and spearing his tongue into your pink pucker. that about made you lose it right then and there.

“come for me, honey.”

it’s like his words cast some sort of spell on your body, because you came right then and there. your white essence flooded his tongue, and he eagerly swallowed up the sweet taste, groaning loudly and keeping his face stuffed between your thighs.

but even after your mind-shattering orgasm, san didn’t relent with his tongue movements. his continued ministrations left you a broken, whimpering mess, desperately pushing his head to try and find some sort of relief.

“s-sannie— san- it’s too much- please-!” you cried out, choked up moans coming from you.

san responded with a low whine, pushing his tongue harshly between your folds, as if to physically disagree. san’s head then came up from between your thighs, his lips and chin glistening with your arousal.

“nuh-uh, honey. we’re not stopping now.” san cooed softly. you would’ve melted at the sound of his honeyed words if it weren’t for your body being so sensitive.

pushing his pants down, his hard, leaking cock jutted out from between his legs. the tip was an angry red, demanding to be pleasured. as he shimmied himself between your legs and hooked them around his waist, you knew you’d be in for a long night.

then again, it wasn’t like you minded.

“we ain’t stopping ‘till i get to cum. and i’ll be sure to fill you up so good, babe.”

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