#1v31182m5

[lotusloong]

So in @blackknight-kai's Wukong Simp server the conversation somehow got to Wukong being a rockstar and @1v31182m5 made this incredible art of punk/rockstar Wukong that gave me a full on heart attack I loved it so much. (Whether or not Mary decides to share this art is up to them) They then proceeded to draw another sketch of Wukong like this due to me threatening to kiss him and it inspired this bit of writing from me. It’s not much but considering how bad my writer’s block has been lately, I’ll take it lolol

Reader is depicted as female, PWP drabble

You separate with a desperate gasp for air, your lips swollen from being sucked and bitten on for roughly an hour at this point. Wukong doesn’t look much better - his lips are just as bruised as your own, his pupils blown wide with the thinnest ring of gold surrounding them, his chest heaving and tail flicking against the cold wall his back is pressed against. The erection pressing against your tummy lets you know exactly how much he’s been enjoying your current makeout despite the sound of screaming fans just down the hall and on the other side of the stage.

“S-sounds like…you have to get out there…” You breathe, pressing another kiss to the fur above his collarbone. Your handiwork is littered all over him, kiss mark upon kiss mark on his fur and skin painting a picture of your love and possessiveness over him. The monkey grips your hips and tugs you closer to him, grinding his hard cock against you lazily.

“Eh, they can���can wait a little more…” He growls. He nuzzles his nose against the shell of your ear, nipping the delicate skin. You whimper and clutch tighter at his jacket, the thick spikes of steel glinting in the harsh backstage light. The black leather under your fingers is soft and familiar, his smell of cigarette smoke and stone surrounding you. 

“Oh no you don’t, last time we went over Bajie threw a fucking fit. I am not dealing with another jealous tantrum.” You loved the pig, he was like a brother to you, but good god his jealousy over your relationship was exhausting sometimes. You just wished he would finally settle with someone so he would get off your back about not letting pleasure get in the way of your boyfriend’s work. Wukong seems to be thinking along the same lines, if the relenting scowl on his lipstick stained lips was anything to go by.

“Fine, fine…but you’re gonna help me out with this after the show, yeah?” He gestures at his hard on with a single hand and a raised eyebrow, a cheeky smirk directed at you. Just to rile him up further you trace a finger over the thick curve in his jeans, biting your still sensitive lower lip at the jerk it gives under your touch.

“Of course~ Now go out there and show ‘em all a damn good show, and who you belong to, hm?” You press another kiss to his jawline, delighted by the shiver he gives in response. 

“Whatever my peaches says~” Wukong purrs into your ear before stepping away with a two fingered salute.

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“F-fuck-! Squeeze me tighter, fucking slut-” His hand smacks hard across the curve of your ass, and on instinct you do as he orders. Your cunt gushes around the thick cock slamming into you, the fur of Wukong’s thighs absolutely soaked with your previous orgasms. Your knees shake where they’re spread open for him to stand between. The only thing keeping you standing upright is the wall your tits and face are being pressed against, and Wukong’s furred arms circled tight around your waist. You can feel the tip of his fat cock kissing your womb with every thrust, and it makes tears leak out the corner of your eyes, your mascara running in black rivers. 

The lipstick marks still pepper his face and neck, the hickeys you made three hours earlier darkened throughout the show to make beautiful purple and blue spots on his skin. You hope he’ll let you make more of them before his next show too. You had gotten a thrill seeing all his fangirls cry in heartbreak when he stepped onto the stage looking like this, and you want to do it again.

Another smack to your ass has you whimpering, your hips pushing back against his desperately as you cream yourself on his dick. Wukong lets out a growl of bliss as you cum, throwing his head back and panting steam into the cold night air. His thrusting slows down as he savors the feeling of your pussy fluttering over his length, his hands roaming the expanse of your back and hips as he rocks against you.

“Sh-sh…shit…oh my god, Wu-Wukong…” Is all you manage to whimper, your voice ragged. He chuckles behind you, a deadly sound.

“Yeah peaches? You like getting fucked backstage like a desperate slut? You were practically soaking the floor when I got back here, I’m sure every yaoguai in this fucking stadium could smell you.” 

You squeak and bury your face against the wall, heat rising to your cheeks even as you buck back against him. One of his clawed hands tangles in your hair and yanks your head back, his golden eyes peering down at you with lust and love.

“Such a good girl, all for me. You want me to cum inside this slutty little cunt, hmm?” He teases, licking a long stripe from your jawline to your temple.

“Y-yes, yes please, fuck me more-oh god-!” He doesn’t wait for you to finish, his thrusts picking up speed once more and smacking against your wet thighs. Your pussy gives a lewd ‘sliqck’ noise every time he pulls out.

“Good, good…Fuck yes, gonna cum in this tight cunt and then-and then-!” He cuts off with a growl, grinding against you in a tight circle that has your weak knees finally give out. He helps you sink slowly to the concrete floor, his thrusting never slowing down.

You're in for a long night.

[edenvillee]

My best work yet!

@1v31182m5 FOR THE CHIKARRA FURSONA!!!!

[peetae]

this bird is so extra,,,,,

Inspired by : https://www.tumblr.com/1v31182m5/700915779590373376/headcanon-that-shen-is-super-photogenic-meanwhile?source=share ‘s post

Very very rushed but i thought it would be funny LMAO

[blueberrypancakesworld]

I have always seen you

Salo x Lest

warning : kiss, hurt/comfort, drinking alcohol

Summary : He had been through all of Piltover's parties, knew every guest and had extensive connections. But he had seen such beautiful golden eyes and shiny fur before, but now that he was at a low point, he was ready to actually approach the pretty one instead of keeping quiet. Because a broken man had nothing left to lose and she wanted to make him better.

info : Thanks for the request @1v31182m5 the ship needs more works and art, it took me a while but i finally finished it, have fun reading ;)

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When he had entered the room just a few weeks ago, he had been greeted warmly, almost idolized. Green eyes wallowing in appreciation, blond hair that matched the red and white suit, fabric of the highest quality, gold on his body more valuable than anything else. The wine in his goblet imported and appreciated by his guests and hosts alike, he was at the top of his game.

But the highly esteemed Council member Salo was alone wherever he went, a woman, no husband and no family by his side. He was alone and when the doors of his mansion closed he couldn't stop himself from shuddering when he met the silence, a silence that was interrupted by his dreams.

Golden eyes seemed to haunt him, a soft fur he could almost feel and a voice calling him...but then all this old life, luxurious as it was, was all a lie, a lie that was torn apart with an explosion and Salo saw the bitter painful truth for the first time.

Of the moment the broken building ceiling landed on his legs, his scream barely heard in the chaos, and he felt a fear that let him know his legs were useless, a fear that made him sick, a fear that let him know he was an outsider in a city of lies, falsehood and snootiness.

He was the living lie to the residents, no one cared about the sick, the broken from the moment he sat in the wheelchair to the moment he walked into a room he saw nothing but ignoring and rejection. Salo had lost his face.

Another sigh and clink of the goblet was heard as he ran his hand over his face, his thoughts trying to drown in wine as he saw the soft brush but felt nothing, no coldness or warmth.

Useless.

His green eyes even if tired and exhausted looked back at her, his interest on her, ,,They hate me you know, a sight at every party at every damn invitation I was the guest of honor...and now-now I'm nothing more than a shadow to be avoided” he said bitterly, clenching the goblet on the side table and wishing the glass had broken, just broken and taken him away.

His help only responded with a nod, she mostly just listened anyway, a few words though he enjoyed her voice, his hand moving to her cheek she pulled back almost startled.

Golden eyes different from his, fluffy ears twitching around and a short, ,,Don't...Salo” as she tried to brush again but her payer didn't hear, his fingertip passing over her ear and a smirk on his lips, ,,You're soft” he said with fascination.

A response she did not expect, she was ignored, not spoken to, she was paid for her art not for what she was, a reality she had long accepted but Salo remembered.

He knew her, had seen her, at all the parties he'd been to that were a little more “special” in the back rooms behind velvet curtains, the purple paint shimmering on the bodies of her clients, ,,I...know you Lest...you were involved in the lying parties like me,” he said, sitting up to look at her better.

Words that made her pause, the brush no longer wandering over his legs and golden eyes avoiding his, nothing sated and instead he reached for the bottle to fill his glass further.

But he got no answer, instead she gripped her paintbrush tighter and quickly, saying nothing, she circled the couch, ,,You can't leave!” he suddenly shouted, fear rising in him as he realized she was leaving him.

Dropping the cup, he tried unsuccessfully to reach for her hand and almost fell off the couch, ,,I'll be back tomorrow,” she assured him coolly, not looking at him or taking his hand, his door opened and closed...and Salo, Salo was left broken once again.

Crying, screaming, cursing, the wine bottle crashed to the floor and he saw his reflection in the dark drink.

A likeness that startled him - tousled hair, a light beard, tired eyes - he wasn't even the rich businessman Salo anymore, he was just a broken cripple.

A fact that made him even more desperate and he reached for another bottle, but the sight of Les and her softness didn't seem to leave him even in this state.

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Lest, on the other hand, did not dislike him, at first she had even taken a liking to his luxury at the parties when she talked to him, painting him more often than not. But he always drank too much for her to remember him properly until today.

Integrity was something she kept, no one stayed with her for long and it was better that way, so why did she cheat herself and come back to Salo?

They both knew that the shimmer didn't work, it could heal wounds that were life threatening yes but not body parts that were already lost and yet she came back every day, ,,You have no idea how close you are to me...Salo” she mumbled as she put the brush in her bag and set off after him again.

Salos surprise was surprising and yet not unpleasant, his demeanor understandable and his fear justified...perhaps it was that on the brink of war, kindred spirits find each other.

He saw her for what she was, considered her right and did not misappropriate her work and she, she appreciated him as a person and not as an outsider.

Maybe that was what made her open the door and her heart beat faster to take him in, ,,Leeest” she heard his voice, slurring and shuffling as he seemed to still be lying on the couch.

Almost stunned, she looked at him, he looked like a broken peacock with barely any pretty feathers left, ,,You've been drinking, raging and all with justification...but don't make yourself more unworthy than you are Salo” she replied and locked the door.

No one should see him like this, no one would understand as she set the bag down and reached for a cloth and garbage can, deftly picking up the shards of bottle and goblet and holding the cloth under water in the bathroom before wiping the dried wine from the table.

She returned the room to its former glory before turning to Salo, who had been mumbling something apologetic the whole time, ,,It's none of your business,” he said, his voice clear as glass for a moment as she sat down with him and held out a vial of shimmer for the pain of his drinking.

Lest suppressed a sigh when she saw that he was still lying here, not having slept properly, ,,It doesn't...but two party guests of a special kind get along better than the gold-drenched inhabitants of this city,” she said and he opened the vial and drank the contents.

Saw that it tasted sweet and bitter as he grimaced and sat up to avoid looking like a hunchback, she ran a damp cloth over his face, held him a mirror as he combed his hair and carefully trimmed his beard all while glances of green and gold met again and again.

,,I will pay you for this, even if you didn't have to, I thank you for still seeing me as Salo and not as the broken one,” he said with a bitter grin as he looked down at his legs and was about to hide his face in his hands when she grabbed his hand.

A touch she agreed with, a touch he felt, he saw her warmth and kindness, ,,Healing can sometimes come from deeper feelings, not from drugs or money. Sometimes it's enough to have someone, someone in the world who understands you better than anyone else,” she said, not letting go of him and drawing closer to her.

She placed his hand on her cheek, soft fur was brushed by cool fingers, green met gold and she gave him a gentle kiss on the forehead.

A kiss from someone who cherished him, loved him and saw him for who he was, there was no wrong time between them.

A kiss that became a real short intimate one and two people were united in a look of green gold.

Salo was seen and Lest was not overlooked, they were two who could heal each other in a world that could no longer offer them anything, they had each other.

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[jackdaw-draws]

Zaunite!Salo based off of what I could make out from @1v31182m5 ‘s sketch from this post. I thought it would be interesting to swap out the shot in his original design for black, which would be the only practical part of his outfit. He’s a vain bastard, so most of what he wears (or doesn’t wear) is purely for aesthetics. Super heavy eyeshadow, based off of the vibes I was getting. The claw things are based off of those metal ones (idk what they’re called) that go on your fingers and connect at the wrist. Does he use them often? Eh. Do they look cool? Yes. I also kept the shimmer patterns that Lest drew on him in canon bc it looked cool. (Lest doesn’t approve of the outfit, as she thinks it is wildly impractical. Unfortunately, she’s not really in a position to judge when it comes to the practicality of clothing). Why is he shirtless? Bc I couldn’t make out what the top was supposed to be, so he gets his weird vest thing and no shirt.

[minofinno]

Summerjob work doodles because I got bored and have no wifi so i spent my time doodling 368327 things (forgive me for posting so much im bored okay)

also have me here cuz i barely post bout my persona (lol) and me with @1v31182m5 cuz we had wb a few days ago (i still won)

[karamoonilia]

WELP İT İS A GOODBYE POST

🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕🌖🌗🌘

Did you read the article I put between the important above and important below in the pinned post? Yes... I feel like Dipper and Mabel; Just like they had to leave Gravity Falls when the summer ended, I'm also going to stop being online when the summer ends. Yes, that's true. Undertale AU Ask Blog will be closed. There's a chance I'll be online again during the semester. But I'll be online next summer like I did this summer. So just like Dipper and Mabel; See you next summer!

Before I go, I want to show you my latest OC I created; His name is G-Gilbert, (G stands for glitch) a ghost who usually appears in the dream world or subconscious. He speaks using Polybius, just like Gaster speaks with Wingdings.

There is also a message from Natt: I'am fine, see you all! (43 . 34 . 43)

I'll also tag a few friends to say bye to them, see you next summer guys!

@1v31182m5 @pastilina @mioplaces @hiimstripes @orangyketchup @godofchaoss

Do you remember my first post? I started with Hİ İNTERNET. Now let it be like this;

GOODBYE İNTERNET

Edit:

[c0-j-c0]

I DID THE THING I SAID I WOULD IN MY PREVIOUS REBLOG LOL

@1v31182m5 THANK U FOR THE IDEA!!!

He's wearing a headband :))

[vibee2001]

Yall I commissioned a kataang fanart from my friend @1v31182m5 and it's looking soooooo good rn yall not ready 🤭🤭

[irlnorthshaw]

me and the freak trinity @edenvillee @1v31182m5 outside of skarra's house like

[christiandr]

NOTHING CAN EVER BRING OUR [[LOVABLE PET]] DOWN!!!! Spamton and Gaster VA: ME!

Youtube link here!

Art made by: @1v31182m5

You can check them out here!

Music: Spamton National Anthem

[fanarchoslashivist]

Do you have a reading/watch list, and if so what’s on it?

The Bear because of @currymanganese

Supa Strikes because of @1v31182m5

The Amazing Digital Circus because of @kandayuu

Arcane, since everyone likes it and I love Mel's design.

Most of my free time for watching shows is dedicated to watching things with the kids, I watch their favorite shows with them or we pick something that we both want to watch together.

[mistakeofnature]

@1v31182m5 LOOK AT HIM

I WISH I COULD FIX IT BUT I DONT KNOW HOW

[nottoonedin]

My 2024 Art Fight Attacks!

I forgot to post these--

Averros - @1v31182m5!

Isabella - @/nahtagain on Art Fight!

Eridian, Spoon, Bells (and Ticket), Meranda Ann Lily, Miss Shrimp and Cupidy - @plu-mo/ @eating-you-alive-cutely!

Jesse Robin - @/camray06 on Art Fight!

And Lora - @vero-vetka13!

[yanxioustrikas]

supa strikas non-main character #21

name: eva altivo

nationality: south african

ethnicity: portuguese + japanese

— episode(s) —

supa strikas season 4 — live and kicking

supa strikas season 7 — your latest trick

supa strikas rookie season ep. 8 — the lies of others

our favourite girlboss miss mother altivo is here!! idk why but i've recently gotten into her, and thank god that the show gave her more appearances than the comic! also, credit goes to @1v31182m5 for suggesting miss altivo to be half-japanese (idk if you remember this lol)

miss altivo only has one comic appearance and it is in ‘your latest trick,’ (thanks @strika-archyvez ), where she has a slightly different look (and if you didn’t know already, the host for the soccer island tv reality in the comic version of ‘live and kicking’ is actually a dude lmao). anyways, while i haven't read the comic version, she doesn’t seem to wear glasses here, plus she wears a necklace and has a mole near her bottom lip?? not sure why the show removed those tbh

(thanks @abyss-strikas for this page!)

p.s. — you don't know how HAPPY i was when i managed to find miss altivo's first name 'eva' in the episode 'your latest trick,' because for the longest time, i headcanoned her first name to be 'valentina' heh (fun fact lol)

[jackdaw-draws]

@1v31182m5 come get your food!

In a world we’re nothing bad ever happened, they are at some sort of stupid council party that Lest really didn’t want to go to but Salo convinced her in the end. It definitely turns some heads, and there is definitely a bit of judgement, but they both can’t get themselves to care. They’re too busy being absolute divas. I don’t think that Salo would be very good at ballroom dancing, but he’ll try his best and follow Lest’s lead (he is very worried that she’ll drop him when she dips him for the first time and definitely makes a very undignified sound that he will vehemently deny). They both become menaces once alcohol gets involved, and will probably both have to be escorted out to prevent any more scandal. (Let’s just say that will ears as big as that, Lest hears a lot of things. A LOT.)