#collab request?

[serethespider]

if i made a treatment for a slay the princess animatic of trigger finger by coyote kid would someone draw it

[asgardian--angels]

my god bbno$ just got invited to riot hq because of the jayvik livestream either they're gonna tap him for jayvik marketing ideas or christian linke himself is gonna take him out back and shoot him

[mellohiizz]

hello! :] Here to request KWW (kenadian, wifies, and wato)

they're hanging out

[starving-mimi]

Maxwil week 2025 - day 7 - Confession/Denial

A whole week dedicated to them, just for them to deny being in love,, classic maxwil.

Welp, with this, I'm done with maxwil week 2025! This was a whole lot of fun, and I want to thank every single one of you who participated or even just engaged with this silly challenge! <3

I'll of course still be reblogging every participations and checking the tag, so even if it's late you're free to participate in the prompts!

I seriously can not word well enough how thankful i am to everyone who participated :]]

[the-smiling-doodler]

the baba

[lady-phasma]

Bathed in Silk and Blood - Daemon Targaryen x whore!reader

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, period smut, some blood play, p in v sex. 1.7k words

This is part of a collab with a group of my lovely moots who were inspired by an anon request I had for Daemon period smut. I mentioned it to them and they were so enthusiastic and had so many great ideas we all contributed. Some wrote for other characters and we all put our unique spin on the request. You can find the full collab masterlist here. We hope you enjoy reading these as much as we enjoyed writing them!

All boards included are made by @zaldritzosrose (And special thanks for helping with my title!)

“The Prince has requested your presence,” the servant girl told you as she entered your room.

“And Madame did not tell him about my moon’s blood?” you asked.

“She did, but he ignored her. Who is she to argue with a Prince?”

You rolled your eyes as you stood up. You pulled on a dressing gown over your shift and followed the girl to one of the nicer ‘guest’ rooms. You took a seat in a chair next to the bed and waited on the Prince.

Only moments later he strode into the room. Daemon usually walked quickly, with determination, but tonight his pace was slower. He closed the door and began to remove his tunic. He didn’t greet you yet, so you remained silent and observed, trying to gauge his mood. You had spent enough nights with him that you could read him easily. He tossed the garment on the floor, loosened the ties of his pants, and turned to you.

You stood and walked past him to the small table with the wine. You poured some for him. Neither of you spoke until after his first gulp. He delicately wiped his mouth with his knuckles.

“I was told you were unavailable this evening.” The contempt in that word was obvious. The inconvenience of an exchange of even as few as two superfluous sentences was an irritation for him.

“Yes, my Prince,” you replied, using the honorific for the only time tonight. Daemon didn’t enjoy hearing it after the formalities were over. “We don’t work often during our moon’s blood as most men find it undesirable.”

A smirk turned up one corner of Daemon’s mouth before he drank more wine. He stepped closer and reached past you to set the cup on the table behind you. He straightened and placed two fingers under your chin.

“I am not most men,” he said lowly, as he turned your head to the side and began kissing your neck. You grinned to yourself as he licked and nipped at your neck. Your hands roamed over his bare skin, up his sides, his back, one hand in his cropped hair. You riffled it through your fingers before resting your hand on the back of his neck. You gazed at the puckered flesh of his scars as he kissed lower on your collarbone and chest. Just as you began to graze your fingers over the rough skin of his neck and shoulder he stood to his full height. You let your arms rest on his shoulders and looked into his violet eyes.

“You require nothing from me.” It wasn’t a question. He rested his forehead against yours and closed his eyes. You cupped his neck and the back of his head in your hands.

“Only coin, my love.” You felt him chuckle in your arms. He let out an exhausted sigh then pulled back from you. Your fingers grazed his ears and jaw as he did. He walked to the bed and unceremoniously began to remove his boots and pants. You followed him, dropping your dressing gown onto the chair. He turned toward you and you relished the moments that you could look at him in the lamp light. The evidence that he was not a royal who languished on a throne was written across his body. His half-hard cock made you smile. How many countless times it had been in your mouth? You could taste it even now as your mouth began to water.

Your reverie was interrupted by Daemon sliding your shift up your hips, up your ribs, and guiding you to lift your arms. He pulled the gown off and tossed it aside. In a swift movement he bent his head down to kiss your breasts and encircled you with his arms. He was suddenly ravenous and you laughed softly at his enthusiasm. He all but lifted you to lay you on the bed. Your arms once again around his neck. As you lay back he gently nudged your legs apart with his knee, making space for himself. He licked the skin between your breasts as he cupped one in each hand. You arched toward his mouth when he grazed his lips over your nipples. He sucked one between his teeth and drew a groan from you. You let your eyes close and ran your hands through his hair once more.

You could feel Daemon’s cock growing harder against your belly as he toyed with your breasts. You arched up slightly, grinding against him, and he moaned. The vibration traveled from his mouth on your nipple straight to your cunt. You rocked your hips against him searching for friction but finding very little with your small clothes still on. You made a small frustrated sound and one of his hands slid down your side to your hip. Without lifting his head, he blindly searched to slip his fingers into your small clothes. You groaned as they found their path and you raised your hips to meet him.

Daemon slipped one finger into your wet heat, teasing you. He avoided your most sensitive spots, knowing exactly where they were after so many nights exploring. He cupped you in his hand and began to kiss your chest then your belly. You felt one of his fingers dip between your folds, graze your entrance then pull back. He kissed across your hips and your belly then slowly pulled his hand out, sliding his fingers through your wetness once more.

“Gods, Daemon!” You said sternly, but playfully. As he knelt between your legs, he drug his fingers across your stomach leaving three dark lines painted on your skin. He smiled at you from under his brows, a lock of silver hair falling in front of his face. Then he eagerly snatched the waist of your small clothes down, forcing you to lift your hips. He slid them off your legs and tossed them aside. As you lowered your legs back down you stroked his sides with your calves. He ran one hand up the outside of your thigh and leaned forward. He watched his own hand as he slid his fingers over your cunt, through the wetness, dipping briefly to your entrance, pausing at your clit. You moaned and arched your back, but you couldn’t take your eyes off him. The way that he was focused, as if there were no one in Westeros but the two of you. All of his unhappiness, his anger, his responsibilities stayed on the other side of the door. He had one purpose in this room and he was diligent.

Your hips moved of their own accord as he touched you. Then he straightened and his fingers came away red. You groaned as you saw him begin to stroke his cock. He was a divine sight to behold: naked between your legs, watching himself coat his cock with your blood. When he looked up at you from under his brow, forehead creasing with mischief, you felt a shiver run up your spine. He leaned forward, holding your hip with one hand, guiding himself into you with the other. In the same movement with which he positioned himself above you, his cock slid fully into your cunt. You gasped and your gasp became a moan as he ground his hips into yours. He hovered above you while he wiped his hand on the silk sheets. The red on white caught your eye momentarily, then your attention was brought back to Daemon as he kissed you.

You didn’t think it was possible for him to be any deeper, but without pulling back he thrust forward. You gripped his upper arm, digging your nails into his skin. You felt him smile into your kiss. Daemon pressed his tongue against your lips and you parted them. His tongue moved against yours to the same tempo as the movement of his hips. You slid your legs up his sides and nearly encircled his waist. You felt, more than heard, the lewd sounds he made as you pushed your hips up to his.

When he broke your kiss he looked down at you, his hair falling forward. He studied your eyes and looked deep in thought for a moment. You moved a hand to cup his cheek. You drug your thumb across his bottom lip and he turned slightly to kiss your palm. As you slid your hand to the back of his head, he buried his face in your neck. His words were muffled but they caused your cunt to clench around him. Murmurs of “you feel so good” and “you take me so well” made you writhe underneath him.

Daemon’s slow, deliberate pace began to shift and with longer strokes he pulled curses from your lips. He kissed your neck and shoulders. As he lifted himself up, your hands roamed over his body. You could feel every inch of him with each stroke. He began to move faster, sliding one hand to the back of your neck for leverage. You knew his pattern, knew when he was close or not, knew exactly what to do to bring him to his climax.

“Don’t stop,” you whispered. “Just like that, Daemon.” His cock felt amazing, he felt amazing. Your pleasure drove him on and you knew it encouraged him. “I need to feel you cum.”

He groaned. His thrusts became harder, more erratic. His face was a mixture of bliss and concentration. You clenched tight around his cock. You knew he was almost there from the way his fingers dug into the back of your neck. You met his hips with your own and maintained the rhythm for him. He kissed you hard, teeth crushing lips together, and he let you fuck him as he came. He groaned into your mouth as he spilled into you. That was a feeling you could never get enough of. He rode out the last waves of his climax, grinding his hips against you. Then he stilled.

With a deep breath he propped himself above you and searched your face as you smiled up at him. When he seemed satisfied he had his answer he pulled away and lay on the bed next to you, leaving you with the familiar nagging, empty feeling. You rolled onto your side and trailed your fingers down his shoulder and chest. He lay with his eyes closed, spent, at peace for a moment. It was not the way of the world, but you often felt that look on Daemon’s face was all the payment you required.

Note: realistically not every one gets off during p in v sex so I write that occasionally.

Masterlist Daemon masterlist

[nvathuw]

pls taka and fuyuhiko both in suits being stupid 😭😭🙏🙏 i love them thanks again

real

[911icons]

EDDIE DIAZ

☆ requested by anonymous ☆ 150x150 / 3 screencaps ☆ find them all under the cut ☆ find more on our icons tag ☆ please like or reblog if you save/use.

[branules]

my part of an art trade with @bunnieroth of their designs for aerith and sephiroth from their awesome AU

[diana-berry]

V SYNTH PROJECT RECRUITMENT

Originally posted in a few Discord servers I'm in, but I thought I'd post it here too.

Hello! I have a project about vocal synth songs about characters based on computer viruses that I'm running with plans to put together an album and monetize in the future. But for each song, they will have a music video. Each idea has a project lead already, so we're not looking for any more project leads. But I am looking for more producers to do instrumentals and more artists. (Three additional artists, three additional producers to do instrumentals preferably. Art as in artwork) This, at the moment, is a VOLUNTEER POSITION. We are hoping to monetize and compensate the whole team in the future, but there are no promises at the moment. It is okay if you are a newbie at this, I am as well. I am okay if you do not have a lot of examples, but I prefer you have at least something I can use to gauge your work. Please dm me if interested!

Just to clarify: We will be needing people who can do full instrumentals for songs. We currently have four instrumentalists, but with eleven songs on the track list and many of them focused on their own songs, we need at least two more as to not overwhelm anyone.

If you are accepted, I will need your discord to add you to the server.

EDIT: Due to some factors, you need to be at least 17, preferably 18 to join this project.

Edit again: I am no longer looking for instrumental makers! Just artists now! Thank you so much to everyone who was interested!

I’m looking for any style of artwork! Just be willing to draw multiple stills. And if you can do minimal animation, that’s an extra bonus!

[mellohiizz]

a little bit niche since youve barely posted him but i love your kenadian art so much! Hes my little creature and i was browsing recently i love your art style so bad i am absolutely devouring it 🥰

pretty cat girl

[daisystwistedgarden]

a ranking, without critique or elaboration, of whether the twisted wonderland cast is Boyfriend™️ or not.

incredibly Boyfriend™️:

ace

deuce

trey

ruggie

kalim

silver

can rise to the Boyfriend™️ occasion:

cater

riddle

jack

epel

idia

lilia

not Boyfriend™️ in the slightest

leona

azul

floyd

jade

jamil

vil

rook

malleus

sebek

[isas-bathbombs]

“So kiss me.”

THANK YOU @aevumace SO SO MUCH FOR COLLABING WITH ME 🫶 ITS BEEN SO FUN!!!

[duckdodger]

hii helloo so for tje tmnt mm request thingie maybe donnie listening 2 kpop !! with his headphones just vibin:3

kicking off the end of the year with donnie vibing 🕺🕺 !!

[unicorn-academy-brainrot]

i got an anon request for alternate outfits a while back so here u go!!!

baseballphia + cheerleader ava!! i think ava may have interrupted a ball game at least once by running onto the field to chase a stray flutterbunny

community service era rory is not cleaning a damn thing. he is actively making the floors WORSE as a cringefail janitor

winter isaval!! isabel is 100% proclaiming she isn't cold at all as she visibly turns blue

and here is DJ neigh neigh in her final form!! hope u guys enjoy themmmm, they were so much fun to work on!!

[faisceaubunz]

can you draw tequila... (from arknights) i would rlly like it

well i did four