#ecplicit

[tfbeeredstringau]

Me: *remembers I have free will and this blog*

So

MONSTER FUCKER ALPHA TRION

He gets into discussions on forums about the books he reads, he writes his own books under a pen name and he bagged a baaaadddieeeee

In other words, I got an au brewing.

So, Sentinel is an Eldritch horror that Quintessons made in effort to have secret spy weapon against the Cybertronians. Which essentially means Sentinel has his true form, Cybertronian form and animecha form which is a naga with spider legs coming from his back because again, Eldritch abomination but because he can disguise himself into a Cybertronian he gets a job as primes secretary....

At one point alpha find out sentinel true form and instead of running or screaming or immediately fighting him he is like lovestruck cause damn tall handsome mech who can throw me around-

Point is, they fuck, and keep fucking fucking and i lost track of the plot

But I'm full on monsterfucker alpha trion truther

[vorchagirl]

Sparring Session

James Vega x femShep (Ecplicit!) Kinktober challenge - sex in risky places!

Sienna Shepard has had a really bad day, luckily James Vega knows just how she can work off some of that frustration and put a smile back on her face! 😉

Gorgeous saucy art is by the very talented @reallyquitestrange who loves Vega just as much as me! The full version of the art in the banner can be seen in my fic below!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/60131515

[the-whispers-of-death]

more older omega reader and alpha Kali

maybe some heat headcanons (nothing ecplicit, a little suggestive if you can but if not just fluff then) i want to see Kali helping reader build a more abundant nest because reader grew up with less than the bare minimum

Fluffy headcanons about Alpha!Kali helping Older Omega!Reader with his heat! This is kinda short, whoops.

Kali 100% tries his best to subtly ease you into having a more abundant nest. Though you definitely catch on because for a man who has light feet, he's terrible at ensuring you don't see him placing more blankets and pillows when you already placed the bare minimum in the nest you built.

He is your personal heater and he'll stay with you in the nest for hours, only getting up to get you food and water. You drift off to sleep because of how warm he is.

You don't even have to ask him to scent you, Kali will happily do it. He's through with scenting you too, not letting a single inch of you be not covered in his scent.

Now this is a little suggestive, but he would let you "use" him to get through your heat if that's what you wanted. Is it really using him if he's willing subjecting himself to your desires? (It's the only time he'll truly relinquish control.)

If you don't want to act on your desires, that's fine too. He's happy to cuddle you. He'll cuddle you in any and every position you want him to cuddle you.

If you're up for it, Kali will talk to you and talk about anything. He'll keep your mind off your heat and focused on just being in the moment with him.

Kali helps you disassemble your nest when your heat is done. He's a gentleman like that. He puts every blanket and pillow in the dryer and then showers you with kisses because you deserve kisses for enduring the heat.

[3rddimension]

For anon talking about australia, there are actually many moments, hidden and ecplicit. some of the clips on her compilation tiktok seemed to be clips with only S there. So they hung out together a lot. Also she aas wearing his jacket on Sarah's story. there was that one clip from tntl australia where her hand is on his back when he passes by, seems intimate. Also they chose bunk beds parallel to each other on the tour bus. C spoke on the podcast about feeling sort of protective of S (and Damien) at the meet and greets when fans would flirt outwardly with the boys because it makes it awkward and uncomfy. The zoo vlog, they seem attached at the hip and really happy about it.

Unless what some of us have been speculating is true (that they started in 2019 instead) then this trip seems to have broken many of their boundaries and allowed for something more serious than their coworker friendship

The jacket i'm not like 100% sure if it's Shayne's like we talked about it before but yeah the rest is probably what happened.

[daily-young-sheldon]

They didnt 69, they were homophobic while doing it

That was an ecplicit part of the scene

[ruquas]

Marvel Reverse Big Bang - Lost and Found

Title; Lost and Found Chapter; 10 / 17 (18 if you count the pictures I’m going to add) Pairing; Steve/Bucky, Tony/Bucky, Stuckony Rating; E

Summary; Bucky and Steve had been looking for someone to complete them. They found Tony. And a rocky road that lead to their goal.

Link; AO3 can be found here

Artist; @hogwartstoalexandria​

Written for; @marvelreversebigbang

[alwayspining]

First kiss things in Bokura no micro na shuumatsu/僕らのミクロな終末 (2023) l ep 2 l dir. Miki Koichiro

[isekaisyouwithmyforearmlaser]

even the friends ive talked to this abt (the whopping like 1 ive talked to about this ecplicit feeling who doesnt see my tumblr posts) agr3ed with me anr told me it wasnt fair to the other prrson

like. km going to die. and ther3 will be nothing left to rmemeber me by. no one who LOVED ME. thats craxy. but also ive accept3d it. im ok with that

im honestly just alone and im going to be alone forever because theres too much for people to woery about wirh me like 1. my sexual trauma and even EYE think its unrealistic at a wholping 3 times and then 2. my littl3 sist34 ane taking guardian ship of her and 3. my mentall illness like. you jus cant win. tber3 no point in trying to love me. ane wveryone agr33s literally everyone i talk to goes yeah tbh thats true. so luke uve accept3d it and im "ok" aw long as my little sister is happy. ensuring the longevity of your ramily means sacrafivibg yr pe4sonal happiness and i understna dthat now. OMG my tinnitus is so bad. i suppose thwt is my 4th LMAO

[neored55]

#this crumpled up paper can be perfect again#linkinpark#reamimation#until the sun rises up I'm nauseated by the polluted rot that's all around #ecplicit lyrics # #some hearts be darker then charcoal #the darkness spreads like a permanent plague # deep stuff this is # https://www.instagram.com/p/Bwndap3HHsf/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1amsjo8t82uvd

[ange-de-la-mort]

Courtesy Call

Fandom: Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia  Pairings: Aizawa Shouta/Shigaraki Tomura Wordcount: 3252 Rating: Ecplicit / nsfw

Contains: First Time, Awkward Dates, Blindfolds, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko Needs a Hug, Online Dating, Anal Sex Summary: The first time Shouta Aizawa calls his online date, he is faced with three important let-downs:1. His name isn't Ken. It's Tomura. 2. He isn't in his late twenties, he's nineteen. 3. The small family business he owns is the League of Villains.Some mix between pity and curiousity, and the fact that Shouta hasn't gotten laid in over a year, makes him overlook these slights and agree to one date.

"Shit," he says eloquently. "Okay, cool. Done. Let's go."

His sudden eagerness makes Shouta chuckle. "Don't you want to finish your hot chocolate first?"

"Fuck that! And fuck you! What are we waiting for?"

Shouta clears his throat. "One more thing."

Shigaraki stares at him impatiently, but Shouta just takes a deep breath and pulls out a black, opaque piece of cloth from his other pocket. "...for safety reasons."

Crimson eyes stare at the piece of fabric for a few long heartbeats, and then Shigaraki giggles almost hysterically. "Sure. You fucking kinky bastard, whatever you say."

[Read on AO3]

[pridoo]

Ok, I feel like a complete idiot but how on earth do you navigate pixiv? I've clicked your recent link and can't see what you posted. Help! 😂

That's alright, it's very complicated! You need to turn on a widget to see nsfw art from your settings (it requires a login and age authentification first) and it only works on desktop/web and not on the Pixiv app. (Deep breaths now...)

So it's Settings (left on mobile web, right on desktop web view) -> viewing restriction -> restricted works -> show ecplicit content (you only need the upper widget on to see my works).

It IS a very messy platform but since tumbler made it impossible to post steamy stuff here, AO3 has a literal queue to register, Pillowfort is always down and Twitter is a hellhole there aren't good options 😭 hope this helps and have a good day! ❤️

[bciamhere]

The Intervention by CognitiveResonance

༻ BKDKTD ༶ 28k ༶ ecplicit ༺

Deku’s grasp was gentle but firm as he slowly guided Bakugou’s face to his front again. The look in his eyes had changed; instead of innocent, it was more assertive. . . dominating. They were still wide and unblinking, though, as if Deku was daring him to try anything. As if Bakugou even could, with his entire back flush against Todoroki’s chest.

“That wasn’t very nice, Kacchan. Do you want to try again?”

[queencryo]

i may make fun of my friend for being a baby gay will-watch-anything-if-girls-are-gay-adjacent but as it turns out im vulnerable to ecplicit hokosexuality in anime

[aizawaorkuroo]

on the house (chapter 3) - chamomile tea

Ship: Yagi Toshinori x reader

Rated: Ecplicit [18+]

Word Count: 2.8k

Summary: You put yourself in harm’s way, but Toshinori’s there to make sure you get home.

Warnings: Language, Masturbation haha, Reader has a vagina

AN: this blog is 18+ for a reason!!! Also this is a little cheesy but uhhhh say it with me: it is what it is 😌 

OTH Masterlist

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The rumble that shakes the street sends you tumbling. Your face screws up in displeasure as you push yourself off the ground. Of course, your day off would be tainted by what you assume to be a villain attack. It’s just your fucking luck. You never take a day off, but when you do, something always has to happen. Employees set off the fire alarm and you have to rush to work, you lose your keys, there’s a villain attack. Every. Fucking. Time.

Blocking the sun with your hand, you squint your eyes. Plumes of dust and smoke rise into the air, and they’re way too close for comfort. Pedestrians are scrambling around you, in an attempt to get out of harm’s way.

Trying to ignore the feelings of annoyance that are beginning to prickle up, you can’t help but wonder when a hero was going to show up. They seem to be everywhere these days except when you need one. You shake your head, trying to figure out where to go. Your apartment, and Sweet Bean, are on the other side of the chaos.

The crowd around you shifts and swarms, and as it slightly breaks, and you still. In the epicenter of the destruction, is a small girl. And she’s crying.

Without a second thought, you push your way through the crowd. Towards her.

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Toshinori gently pushes the door to the Sweet Bean cafe open. He’s greeted with a small squeal, causing his face to heat up. His eyes land on the girl from last time. Aiko, he recalls. A large and scary grin covers her face. He glances around, uncomfortable with the weight of her gaze.

“She’s not here.” Toshinori freezes. He reluctantly turns his attention towards Aiko, and she leans forward on the counter, propping her head in her hands. He’s squirming uncomfortably under her attention, which she clearly enjoys.

“Are you gonna deny it? That you’re looking for her,” she sings playfully. His face twists unpleasantly as he struggles to come up with a response, the heat on his face intensifying.

“Aiko, leave him alone.” Suga comes out from the kitchen and gently hits the back of her head; she purses her lips in protest but stays quiet. Suga rolls his eyes before turning to Toshinori.

“Boss took the day off. But if you want something, Aiko would be happy to help you.” He glares down at Aiko, who smiles innocently at him before she turns back to Toshinori with an apologetic smile.

“That’s alright. Thank you.” Toshinori awkwardly waves goodbye, trying to ignore Aiko’s knowing grin.

When Toshinori steps back into the sun, his heart drops a little. He had gotten used to seeing you there. He blinks lazily when a wave of energy pushes past him. He squints in the direction it came from, and his heart sinks even farther.

Oh, no it's okay. I’ll be fine. I live just a few blocks that way.

Your words haunt him, as adrenaline pumps through him. If there’s even a chance you’re near whatever caused that, he has to be there fast.

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To your surprise, there’s still not a hero around as you get closer. Some first responders are there, but no one who knows what to do, but when you look at her your stomach drops.

She’s twisting in on herself, in what looks to be a painful way. A blood-curdling screech darts through the air, and it tugs at your heart painfully. She needs help. Your eyes are on the girl in the middle of all the chaos, ignoring the way the officers are telling you to get back. You swear you can see tears. She’s in pain.

You move without thinking, and you swear you hear someone calling your name, but if there’s a chance you can help her, you have to do something. Her head snaps in your direction as you get closer, and you slow from a run to a steady walk, keeping your palms raised in an act of peace.

“You’re in pain. I can help you,” you call out, trying to sound as calm and empathetic as possible. As you slowly get closer, you realize her face is warping in and out, as if she’s not completely here. She makes no move to attack you, but the hair on your arms raise when you feel the waves of sheer power rolling off her.  

“It hurts.” She chokes the words out, and your heart aches for her. There are some quirks that are too strong when they first manifest, so strong that the child can’t control it. This girl must have been by herself when they first emerged.

“I know it’s scary. I’m gonna help you, okay?” You murmur.

The sound of a loud impact, not too far from you, jerks you back to reality. In your peripheral, you see a familiar red, white, and blue costume. One that anyone would recognize from anywhere. All Might. But this isn’t serious enough for him to be here. You furrow your brows, but smile at the girl in what you hope is a kind and reassuring way.

You turn to the Pro Hero and make a gesture for him to stay back. He cocks his head to the side, but he makes no move forward. Your stomach flips, and a large part of you wonders why he’s listening to you. There’s probably protocol for scenarios like this. Regrets clouds your mind, as you think to yourself you could very well be making the situation worse. Swallowing past the lump in your throat, you turn back to the girl. Her already faded face is twisted in pain and terror.

“What’s your name, sweetheart?” You ask in an attempt to distract her. Distant, wild eyes connect with yours. They feel almost more animal than human.

“Makoto!” Her voice is fragile and strained.

“What a pretty name,” you coo. “How old are you, Makoto?” You lift your hands slowly to her temples. She answers you in a small voice, but she tenses at your hands, and for half a second you think this may be it. You may get hit with a wave of energy and cease to exist while All Might watches from just behind you. But you close your eyes and will the warmth of your quirk to your fingers. The noise around you settles, and you slowly open your eyes to reevaluate the situation.

Your hands are slightly glowing, and Makoto’s eyes are shut. She looks...more real now. She looks whole and stable. She leans her face into your hands as she breathes heavily.  

An officer slowly approaches you, asking for Makoto to come with her. She stiffens in between your arms, so you rush to get your words out. “They’re gonna help you, okay? Everything is going to be okay.” She slowly pulls away from you and nods. She doesn’t resist when the officer guides her away.

You let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding. That was stupid. That was so fucking stupid. Your nose scrunches up at the thought of Aiko and Suga yelling at you.

“That was very dangerous,” an upbeat voice rumbles. Your stomach drops as you freeze. You slowly turn your head, so you’re facing the voice. All Might was talking to you. The Symbol of Peace was talking to you. Because you had acted without thinking; things could’ve gone horribly wrong. You wince and rub the back of your neck.

“I know. I just thought if I could help, I should.” He hums in response, and you flush as you crane your head back to look at his face.

“That was very brave of you. But you could’ve gotten hurt. It’s best to leave situations like this up to the professionals who are trained.” Your face heats up with embarrassment, but you nod in agreement. There’s something familiar about him. It may be the way his hair falls behind him or the sharp angles of his face. You brush the feeling away. He’s the number one hero, of course, he’s familiar.

“Ma’am,” a voice interrupts your thoughts. “I’m gonna need you to get checked out, and then we’re going to have to take you back to the station.” You blink blankly at All Might before turning and nodding at the officer who has a light grip on your forearm.

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“You were very lucky no one got hurt. There’s a protocol for handling situations like this.” The officer briefing you drones on and on, and your head hangs in shame. You had acted rashly, yes, but you had to at least try to help that girl.

“All Might’s sticking his neck out for you.” Your ears perk up at the hero’s name. “Normally, there are consequences for using your quirk like that. But you’re getting off with just a warning.” Your mouth opens slightly, but no words come out. Why would All Might do that? Before you’re able to ask, the officer is already holding the door open for you to exit.

When you leave the officer’s office, Toshinori is leaning against the wall outside the door, waiting for you. He’s clutching two to-go cups from Sweet Bean, and you feel your heart leap up into your throat. Ignoring the butterflies that are awakening within you, you smile and offer him a shy wave. His lips pull into a lazy grin, and he offers you one of the cups. With a sigh you accept it, and he pushes himself off the wall. The two of you walk silently, and when the cool evening breeze lightly caresses your face, and you deflate a little. There goes your free day.

“Long day?” He murmurs. You let out a small laugh.

“You could say that. How’d you know I was here?” He flushes at your question and looks away.

“I stopped Sweet Bean to see you, and Aiko said it was your day off. I saw the chaos in the distance and remembered that you lived that way, so I headed over. I also have a friend who is a detective.”

“Ah, then you saw me act pretty stupid yet again, huh?” The number of times you had embarrassed yourself in front of Toshinori just keeps growing.

“Actually, I thought you were brave.” He tilts his head up in thought. “You wanted to help that girl no matter the cost. You acted without thinking about it. That’s the kind of thing heroes do.” Affection blooms deep inside you, and you're overcome with an overwhelming desire to kiss him. You flush at the thought and veer away from it. 

“Well, All Might was right. I should’ve waited. Don’t know why he got me out of trouble though.” A quick glance tells you that Toshinori is uncomfortable with the topic at best. “Anyways, you were coming to see me at Sweet Bean?” You truly don’t mean to sound so teasing, but it’s hard to feel embarrassed or try to stop yourself when he blushes so easily.

“I ended up going back to get you something, and Aiko thought tea would be best. She said it’s your usual blend.” You bring the cup to your lips, trying to ignore the intensity of Toshinori’s gaze. You take a sip, and you freeze. Your nose scrunches up and you furrow your brows. Toshinori’s eyes widen, and he inhales sharply at your face.

“What’s wrong? Are you okay? Was it too hot? I could’ve sworn the temperature would’ve been okay by now.” You shake your head, before taking another small sip.

This was not your usual blend. You can practically hear Aiko’s laughter, and you purse your lips. Realizing Toshinori is still panicking next to you, you sigh and shake your head.

“It’s not my usual,” you hum. His head dips down in disbelief, and a tired grin sprawls out on his face.

“She got the type of tea wrong? That’s what’s wrong?”

“I own a cafe. I take drinks very seriously, Toshi.” His cheeks bloom a deep red at the use of the nickname, and you decide then and there, that it’s one of your favorite colors, one that you’d do anything to see. Cocking your head to the side, you look up at him fondly.

You don’t really know him, you realize, but you know you really do like him. His head mirrors yours, and as a small smile tugs at the corner of your lips, you turn to keep walking.

“Also, Aiko knows what I usually get. This was premeditated. But it’s a chamomile blend, so she wants me to relax,” you trail off before beginning to walk slowly, leaving Toshinori behind. Behind you, he looks at your retreating form and takes a steadying breath.

“Would you mind if I walked you home?” You turn to look at him over your shoulder, as he rubs the back of his head sheepishly. Something warm and syrupy travels through your system; you nod, biting your lip to contain the giggle that’s brewing in your chest.

The two of you talk about everything and anything. He tells you about his students, you tell him ridiculous stories about Suga and Aiko, and you spend the entire time trying to ignore the way his arm brushes up against yours.

Before you know it, you’re standing in front of your apartment complex. Your nose scrunches in displeasure; you wish you lived farther away. Straightening your shoulders, you turn to face Toshinori.

“Thanks for walking me home.” His head dips to the side, and a grin tugs at his sharp features.

“Anytime.”

You make no move to go inside, wanting to stay with him as long as possible.

Your hand moves without your control and you lightly tug at one of the strands of hair that frames his face. His face heats up with the familiar red that makes the pit of your stomach warm. His large hand comes up to wrap around yours, and your heart stutters. They engulf yours in a way that leaves you feeling small. You try not to stare. You really make an effort, but they’re warm and rough in a way that sends a chill down your spine.

He gently squeezes your hand before pulling it away from his hair, but he doesn’t let go. Instead, he readjusts so he’s able to stroke the back of your hand with his thumb. Your thoughts feel slow and sticky. You glance at your hands and take a shaky breath, trying to reorient yourself. When you look up again, the arousal that’s been growing in you finally makes itself explicitly known.

“Would you like to come in, for a coffee?” you murmur. His eyelids are heavy, and the grip on your hand tightens. The silence that follows is syrupy and heavy but you don’t care. You want him to come inside and cannot bring yourself to regret asking.

“You need to get some rest, and I have to be up early tomorrow for work.” His voice is thick and warm, and it sounds more like he’s trying to convince himself to not go inside with you. You nod slowly, your blood feeling like honey.

You reluctantly pull your hand away from his, trying not to think about the lust that’s pooling within you. You open the door to your building, but you turn around one last time.

“Goodnight, Toshi.”

“Goodnight, Y/N.”

It’s not until you're leaning against the door to your apartment that you let out the breath you’ve been holding.

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When Toshinori gets home, he doesn’t waste any time stripping down and laying on his bed. His erection is painfully hard; guilt and shame flood his system. He’d almost gone inside with you. You had gone through this terrible experience and all he could think about was burying himself between your thighs.

He tugs at his cock, a choked moan clawing itself out of his throat. Visions of you tugging on his hair and wrapping your legs around his waist filled his mind. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck.

You’d meet his thrusts, pussy clenching tightly around him, all while pretty little moans left your lips. He pumps his cock rapidly at the thought, his hips lifting to meet his own eager hand.

He wonders what you’re doing right now. Were your fingers buried in you, chasing relief like he is? He can see your face twisting in pleasure as your hips bucks. Would you be stroking your clit, wishing it was him instead? Wishing it were his fingers inside you?

He strokes himself harshly, unforgiving. You wouldn’t touch him like that. He knows you wouldn’t touch him like this. At least, not at first. But he’s not treating this like it’s for pleasure. He’s trying to make this end as quickly as possible. The guilt and satisfaction of seeing your face contort in pleasure is almost unbearable.

He can practically see you writhing against his pillows. How you’d arch up into him, trying to get closer. You’d squirm and cant your hips against him. And you’d clench against him so tightly, chanting his name like a prayer.

When thick ropes of cum finally blanket his thighs and his lower abdomen, he exhales shakily. His face feels too warm. The air is too thick. Everything is too much right now. This was going to be a problem. It’s going to rear it’s ugly head whenever he sees you now. He doesn’t know if he can be around you without wanting more now.

[harrystylesandblackgirls]

I honestly feel like this is a big PR from both their managements,especially cuz they know Shawmila shippers. it's a huge profit for them to do this. I honestly do feel used, the lines "You say we're just friends, but friends dk the way you taste" was on purpose because now EVERYONE is talking about it. Them doing extra promo like photoshoots and shit is so extra too. And Shawn out of nowhere was ok to film such a ecplicit scenes vid. They know its gonnaget shippers. this feel like A HUGE PR

Definitely they know EXACTLY what they’re doing and I think that’s why Shawn was so nervous at the Q&A with his fans

[rosenrotxiii]

Thinking about leaving tumblr

Many of my posts have been flagged recently. It's funny though that ecplicit drawings are not among them and harmless drawings are. I have already labeled my blogs as 18+ but this is ridiculous. I'm thinking about moving to another platform or maybe leave altogether. I love artwork and I enjoy browsing and reblogging your art on tumblr but as things are now, I believe it will be hard to continue this. I fear I won't see blogs that I am interested in because they get taken down. I fear I won't be able to upload my random Solas drawings. It's sad that we have to suffer for stupid porn bots.