#<-IM SORRY I HAD TO

[dizzysilhouette]

I apologize for the slight buzzing in my microphone. Unfortunately, my good mic's cord doesn't quite work anymore. I'll try to buy a new one soon! Anyhow, here's the script <3

Greeting: 'Ello, 'ow can I 'elp you today? Happy: It appears all is going well! Serious: I'm not going t' ask again! Behave! Horny: You. Me. Bed. Please, I beg.

[jollymalt]

prodigies of zaun

[syrcinus]

October 31st, 1981.

[outer-andromeda]

"He's mad" yeah no shit you sprayed him with bug spray and called him a rodent what were you expecting

[garaks-padded-bra]

You used to have so much fun here, remember?

[archivebottles]

went on a sidequest this past week to draw some horse girls

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

tfa humanformers

[crowberri]

The gang with shadowcrystal boss equips + kris doodles bc i love kris

JevilsTail on susie is literally just her tail but grown out by clown magic; PuppetScarf has 2 hand-claws that move constantly in very unnatural optics (think 3d tenna in 2d pixel game) which susie finds creepy.

^ someone on twt commented how kris would flirt with the dealmaker like this and i instantly had the vision so clear in my head my hand almost moved on its own

[rooniearts]

Part 1: The Catalyst.

[Part 2: Breaking Point >]

(page two below the cut)

[eraserbread]

nanami married you four days ago... he's so obsessed with you he forgets how to be. <3

kento's been physically unable to keep his hands off you since you took his surname. there's just something different in the way you move around him.

like this morning, you slide out of the big resort bed in absolutely nothing, dragging your feet as you head to the showers. of course you were careful not to stir your sleeping husband, but you couldn't last another second under the mugginess of the comforters. though, your langkawi honeymoon resort was full of love, just not air conditioning. kento hated sleeping with windows open, so you succumbed to the mugginess.

as soon as you turn on the shower spray and dip your head under, the door draws open so slowly you don't even notice it. you can only notice the sudden rush of cold that falls over your skin. peeking open a single eye, you smile when you see him shedding his sleep shirt and stepping into the steamy, tiled sanctuary with you.

he doesn't speak a word, but every little movement is so deliberate and kind. starting at your shoulder, he traces the expanse of your neck, breathing heavily behind you before pressing a kiss right above his touch. you crane your neck, offering him more.

"i hate to be a bother, but you are just so beautiful this morning." he whispers against your wet ear, nuzzling deeper into his back with his stringy, blonde hair dripping down his shoulders. "can you feel it? how much I need you? can I put it in - my nanami, please?"

he knows you'll say yes, but always asks. you'll always tell him to touch you whenever he needs it, but he's so respectful it's stupid. so, you nod, rubbing water out of your eyes so when you turn around, you can see him through the fog. all of his tight features, the cut of his jaw, the softness of his eyes. it all rings true and feels like home.

wrapping both arms around his shoulders, you nod. "as long as you keep treating me so well, you can have whatever you need." you remind him, leaning close to trail yours across his dripping lips.

"now, i'm not a religious man, nor did I lead a very fulfilling life. but, you, my dear..."

"what?" you're flushed, still so used to his compliments but always prisoner to his charm.

"you are my purpose."

around his back, your hands turn to fists, trying to fight the visceral body response his words never fail to give you. "god, don't look at me like that. you're perfect."

he would humor you more, but that look in your eyes makes him rather fuck you gruelingly slow against the harshness of the hot water.

so, that's what he does.

shower sex always unnerved you, but kento is so alarmingly stable on his two feet that he can sustain the weight of both of you against the slickness. it just gives him purpose for fucking you soft and slow, watching the girth of his cock split you open so delicately like you're made for him.

he makes you watch, this time, wrapping your legs around his waist as he supports you against the shower wall. you love the feeling of his thick fingers digging into the swell of your ass, and love the sound of his sweet, deep voice, recognizing all of your lewd tendencies.

"see how it gets all red when I pull out. like you're blushing on my cock, my baby - nanami."

"mm, oh i love that,"

"look at it," he demands, pressing the top of his head to yours as you let it hang between your shoulders. "no matter how many times I do this to you, I never get over just how well I fit..."

"almost like you're made for me. in fact, I know you were."

[sadagios]

GRIA: yes, my boyfriend doesnt remember me but we ARE getting back together

GRIA: ok so maybe he does remember . but hes just acting coy right? hahahaha ... RIGHT....?

[zorangezest]

skids in at 10000 kilometers and collapses in front of you

[ok-pop-1]

i dont wanna be a magical girl...

fanart for @kianamaiart! background image credit here

[skrs-cats]

post oots - bramblestar's storm

[hotdogmchiggin]

Company Mandated Fancy Fits on the Tulpar 😏

Also had to include the REAL star of the show (and a bonus)

Based off of this and this. Thank you very much joetastic for being inspirational 👍

The REAL reason this is late

[unsanctitude]

ATTENTION - do you recognize this 🐑