#nervous to post this.. idk why..

[shepscapades]

Collection of (mostly dbhc) Ethubs doodles from over the past two years or so :]

[chimerafeathers]

you know what i think Mirabelle deserves to get a little fucked up freaky in how she processes learning about Siffrin’s loops post-canon. for fun. as a treat

thinking about this line in particular and stretching out the implications like taffy

this is a more romanticized, cutesy facet of her interests but she’s still framing Siffrin’s situation through storytelling. so like. What If.

i mean. this woman loves horror and gore and monsters and horrible things happening to innocent people. IN FICTION. in fiction!!! obviously!!!! and it’s beyond terrible that something even remotely close to any of that happened to her real friend in real life!!

BUT.

maybe. maybe sometimes, if the conditions are right, she gets a little too wrapped up in her imagination about the bloody, awful poetry of it all. maybe Siffrin tells a joke that's a little too dark and gory for anyone else, borderline or full-on Concerning, but she latches onto it without thinking about the Implications and plays along with increasing gruesomeness because FINALLYYYYY someone will play with her in the Horror Space (like Isabeau does in the romance space!!) and then. OOPS. the implications!!!! and she has to recalibrate out of Fun With Fiction mode into Oh No, My Friend Underwent A Horrifying Ordeal mode.

but being able to joke about things, even the awful things, is...kind of comforting, to Siffrin. makes them feel less like they're being babied and pitied and more like what happened was something...normal, almost? something that doesn't have to feel like the end of the world all over again every time it's mentioned, at least. so he tries to reassure her, and Odile and Isabeau have to go “actually can you PLEASE not joke about dying horribly it’s freaking us out and also might not be the Best for you? mentally???”

maybe Mirabelle will get a little Too Into trying to weave meaning and symbolism into the scant details that Siffrin gradually reveals, like she’s trying to finish the orange poem all over again, or eagerly meddling with the romantic reunion of the two actual people in the House with undelivered bonding earrings, writing their story for them without their input.

it’s easier to justify the tragedy of it all when it has a purpose, isn’t it? finding the beauty in the darkness, the love powerful enough to end the world. romanticizing the horrors until her friend can talk about them without shutting down.

and she feels guilty about hearing something and immediately thinking “ohhhhhhh this is JUST like Blorbo From My Novels,” because she should treat Siffrin’s situation with the gravity and care he deserves!! they’re a real person, not a character who exists for entertainment, to represent the ~themes~ of some story.

but if she admits as much…maybe Siffrin is safe to admit that he had started seeing the rest of them as actors, endlessly reciting their lines. maybe that’s just how people process things sometimes, grasping for metaphors when unfiltered reality gets to be too much. maybe it’s okay to talk about that part of it all, too.

[reinafish]

Sonic having tension with half the people he meets but also being so aroace coded at the same time will never not be funny to me

[ninjasmudge]

i couldnt stop thinking about the idea of a toww whos *extremely* manipulative. ive always seen narinder (when he was toww) as a prick, yeah, but fairly straightforward with lamb.

this version (mahendra, a genet) seems very nice on first meeting, and goat (ezra) was completely taken in, but he considers all his vessels to be his playthings. its a big shame he started falling for this one because they make him SO mad just by existing.

ezra is basically the opposite to lamb, hes not a natural at managing a cult, he uses fear to keep people in line but quitly finds it kind of distasteful, and he was completely duped by mahendras story of being the victim.

ezra cant help but let her live once defeated, and she wastes no time getting back to being smarmy. the two of them have a horrible but hot situationship going on

songs for vibes include grenadine by dreadlight for mahendra and used to the darkness by des rocs for ezra

[chiliger]

warm up sketch from yesterday

[waveoftheocean]

happy ferdibert birthday month!! this is long overdue but i'm finally posting the full comic i drew for the twelve moons with you fdbt anthology ☀️🌙

[robiinurheart33]

“It didn’t take him long to find Earth 138’s Stone and Robotnik; their severe loathing of each other had prompted Stone to become a supervillain in his own right. He and Robotnik 138 were locked in an epic battle that was razing most of New York City in its wake. Drone fought drone; robot battled robot; civilians fled for their lives; and, in the middle of the destruction, Stone and Robotnik traded blows and scathing, silver-tongued insults.

Stone mockingly spat the phrase ‘ My Ivo ’ through bloodied teeth. Robotnik didn’t wait to see who won.”

Ever since I’ve read this one paragraph I haven’t stopped thinking about it since actually no im not normal @vonlipwig ‘s Have We Met Before? Made me so ill when i first read it pls go check it out i was like biting my fist while reading it if ur the author hi i hope u like it !!1!

Without the blood and filters below⏬⏬

[a-glow-in-the-snow]

[Something something Soul and time loops.]

[Song is "Half The Glass" by Allenimations]

[ganondoodle]

botw2 (totk rewritten) ganondorf design post 2.0

(the better, less rambly one, bc i shouldnt be allowed to write when its past midnight- not deleting the other one bc i am a little whimp and am getting so bad decision paralysis over it its made me cry, this one is more heavy on design and the basic plot of the game)

Basic plot summary (shorter version- longer version at the end):

sheikah in service of the ancient queen discover remnants of the past while excavating for luminous stones, these remnants were being defended/kept safe by the sonau (engl. zonai) little shy cave dwellers who have kept these last ruins save but secret bc they thought it could lead to disaster seemingly aware of the ever repeating cycle and believing it to be not divine but a self perpetuated one built on the one sided history of the past, which is a threat to hyrule and its golden legacy; these ruins speak of a world threatening evil being born as the king of the gerudo, the ancient queen thus plans to lure him into a trap to seal him away before he can realize his destiny, he learns of it however and is forced to confront the queen through breaking into the castle, she sees that as a confirmation of her fears and it escalates into a battle between them that kills everyone that was in the throne room except the young princess- the queen sealing ganondorf as the room and parts of the castle is destroyed and buried beneath the ground. (the game largely revolves around finding clues about it, especially in sealed off caves of the now long extinct sonau)

except for the scene in the throne room nothing is clearly shown of the past, but it is the background behind everything

(zeldas main struggle in this game will be having to come to terms with her families legacy, what she thought and was taught not being true, the dark secrets buried everywhere, and perhaps trying to be better, now that all of hyrules been destroyed and the lands and people yet survived)

Mummy version:

what you discover beneath hyrule castle after going to investigate the failing of shiekah tech all around, it is a clearly shiekah made system all around, though the chamber you find him in was built around him after the sealing, it being implied they used his spiritual power as the main energy source for all future tech, once disturbed the seal breaks and fuses to zelda (similar to the og trailer with link) he wakes up, the shock of suddendly being back in this broken body leading him to rather viciously attack them, the mastersword breaks and link loses his arm, the cave crumbles and zelda flees as she drags link behind her- the cataclysm happens and links gets his shiekah tech arm.

(in the little sketch there is a very roughly approximation to where ganondorf is located at the start and mid game fight, the arena you fought calamity ganon in is in reality a sphere with the lower half being an energy reserve for the royal family and further down the mechanism for the rising pillars from botw, its located between the castle and ganondorfs chamber, to quickly react when the malice build up has reached a critical point to detect immediately and start the defense programm- its all broken but still explorable after the mid point)

ganondorfs body is very damanged, the hole in his chest from the seal leads into an empty cavity, the ribs broken and bent in a swirling pattern like a gravitational pull, his right arm was desolved over time as he defensively grabbed the queens arm in his last moments; the face is more bone and there are no eyes, he does not move his jaw to speak, his hair is more like smoke after a certain amount of progression in the game the castle that fell into the underground (current hyrule castle) bc of the cataclysm is made accessible, as you venture in link is grabbed and pulled further in, seperated from zelda, she later rejoins you in the dungeon, acting all normal unless you are observant and see her using her left arm only and walking past things she normally wouldnt- at a certain point once the camera is not watching her, she suddendly starts to attack you viciously, as it was ganondorf in disguise- after the second half the real zelda breaks into the room with your friends in tow (yunobo, teba+tulin, riju, sidon) and he drops the disguise, the rest of the fight is against his mummy form, at the end of which is the cutscene of the confrontation with the queen, it is the only time you are given a direct window into the past. (plus its shown in that cutscene he has the ability to disguise himself as others, but only AFTER you have encountered it as to not ruin that moment..)

post revival/restored: this is how he appears at the end of the game, the last dungeon is within the forgotten plateau, there is a longer cutscene of zelda and him talking while tension builds until the fight begins once your friends arrive (sidenote, this is also only unlocked with more progression, including the koga and deku dungeon and the master sword restoration quest)

this design isnt fully how he was in the past but fit to the circumstances now, but restored to the best of his abilities; he is older (50+) with greying hair; i wanted to make him look both strong and a little worn out, but with a vibe of incredible power he is well aware of as well as warmth the outfit is elaborate but mostly aimed to be practical, its easy to see he used to be a proud king, and still is, even if no one remembers him anymore; he wears a little armguard on the left to for deflecting purposes, his belt is also switched around to how it was originally to make drawing his sword easier with the left arm; a little wooden boar figurine carved from the wood of long extinct trees hangs on his belt, a gift from one of his daughters perhaps he wields magic with ease and his moveset makes it clear just how good of a fighter he is, even after thousands and thousands of years without motion, his moves are controlled and practiced- the magic is also NOT just based on malice, malice might be what keeps him alive now but its not all he is, he wields lightning and simpler moves with other elements, perhaps implying that magic was more widely spread back in his day .. or he has learned to wield it in part to the repeated interactions with the other races (both in the past, and as calamity ganon- it is made clear that whatever the malice eyes saw he saw as well, (also explaining how he can speak their languages) though it is also implied that the calamity as such is not fully his own making, but something familiar reaching out to try and help him break free -NOT anythign demise related, leave the guy alone- but going with the idea of the calamity having been what remained of oot ganondorf after degrading over all this time- a kindred spirit reaching out to take revenge together in a way

Beast Ganon(dorf), normal

Beast Ganon(dorf), charging magic

phase 3 of the end fight, after phase two he takes out all your friends and tranforms, chasing you (link and zelda) through the ground until breaking through to the surface of the plateau where this battle takes place.

his design is loosely inspired by the smoke version of calamity ganon and twilight princess beast ganon, his face and teeth mostly from the calamity- his back is split open with a shiekah tech spine, given his connection to it via being its power source as well as overtaking it in botw, reddish smoke eminating from it, hes has 5 limbs as he is still missing his right arm, the big dark arms are made of malice and in phase 2 he takes one of those big arms to 'rebuild' his missing one, though it is not as well usable like a real one, his braids carry over thoguh now dark black, when charging magic it lights up in waves; the tail is flat and he moves not all that beast like, more draconic really, able to float for short periods of time and 'swim' through the ground reminiscent of moldoras his attack pattern is changed to fit this appearance, but he still uses magic in varying ways, thouhg swiping and biting after you as well, he will sometimes go for zelda directly but she will usually protect herself in a bubble of light- typical weak point is within the mouth though he makes sure to not give you alot of opportunities, typical staggers migth include destroying a front leg (since those are all made of goo)

my aim with this was to create a beast version both familiar and very different, with the vibe of, this is still him, just another appearance, though angered and more agressive he has not lost himself, perhaps even enjoying it a little, feeling a little more alive again, though he does not care for this world, he is a stranger here, this isnt his time and all that ever mattered to him is long gone, destroyed or forgotten, now all that matters to him is to end zeldas rotten family

Phase 2 and Phase 4 (out of order bc big boar lad wouldnt fit on here)

in phase 2 he 'rebuilds' his missing arm with one taken from the boar form, as it appears afterwards, he changes his sword into a larger one during the second half and can change its hilt length on the fly, making it both a big sword and a spear- the malice arm will be used to mimic some of links abilities, like the hookshot, grabbing onto you from afar, pulling you closer or flinging you around, while still being largely a swordfight with magic- he can aim lightning directly at you just as you can via the shiekah arm and rijus ability, if you are quick enough you can activate it at the same time as he does and catch the charge instead, either refilling your magic meter or deflecting it back at him (like the god ol back and forth)

phase 4 is the final phase after beast (phase 3) his design is a mix of all forms, he is larger than in 1 and 2, furry all over and although much more human again his hair is all smoke like, the armguard fused to his arm like golden scales and the wound in the chest now broken open again with malice eyes staring from within

after phase 3 it seems like the battle is over and zelda steps up to do just as she did at botw end, but before she can finish it a swordslash cuts off half her right hand, as ganondorf isnt done yet and changed from phase 3 to 4; zelda is then disabled for this last fight (no fighting support and repairing weapons), shes been taken to safety by your friends, who finally managed to follow you up here, and you, link, are now the last one standing- his moveset is a mix of it all, quickly changing between swordplay and swipes, magical abilities and grab attacks, it is faster than the previous ones and he dodges much more as well, its meant to really be a challenge

(also heres a sketch of his swords?)

Long plot summary: the shiekah in the service of the ancient queen of hyrule discovered ancient remnants of times long past (aka the old titles, long forgotten) while excavating for luminous stones (as they were developing their tech and needed something to fuel it) that speak of a world threatening evil born as the king of the gerudo, which the queen takes as a warning of the past, and as there currently is a ganondorf as the gerudos king who refuse to unite under her banner but are otherwise on neutral terms she plans to imprison him in a stasis between life and death before he can become that world threatening evil she now believes he is destined to be in order to save everyone and delay it from returning as long as possible (assuming there will be no other male gerudo born while the current one is technically still alive)

(the discovery of said remnants of the past also involves the shiekah persecuting the sonau (zonai), little shy cave dwellers who keep their distance from everyone and have kept these last ruins save but secret bc they thought it could lead to disaster seemingly aware of the ever repeating cycle and believing it to be not divine but a self perpetuated one built on the one sided history of the past, self fullfilling prophecies, which is a threat to hyrule and its golden legacy)

its a plan enacted over years, including secretly manipulating things to make the gerudo farmlands wield bad harvests (NOT in a 'desert was green and lush uwu' way, but they have had their techniques to thrive), forcing them to trade with hyrule and starting to depend on it- the goal being to put ganondorf under so much pressure until he is willing to let go of their sovereignity for the sake of his people or otherwise willing to talk, the meeting with the queen however would be to lure him into a trap and enact the seal

ganondorf here is a new one, he is named so in honor of old myths and legends, he is older (50+) and has two daughters, a proud king and firm in his stance to not bow to anyone yet wanting to avoid conflict for the sake of his people and family; he learns of the scheme before its fully realized, including that the many years of failing crops and dying animals might not be a play of nature after all (through hyrule soldiers talking too much after a having a few too many drinks? something something about their view of the gerudo, since thats always in the games, lets make use of it no?) he sends messengers and messages to the queen, requesting an audience, but she rejects all of it and refuses to talk with him, as the plan isnt fully prepared yet and she has become fearful of him over the years of obsessing over the warnings of the past and the worlds fate, as she sees it, depending on her and the success of it

at some point he has had enough of it and disguises himself and his two most trusted advisors/warriors (potentially his mothers?) as the shiekahs leader and two underlings to finally get to the queen, aiming to confront her about everything- it works and they are let into the castle, overwhelm the guards locking the doors so its only him, his advisors and the royal family with a few taken out guards etc. the queen sees this as a confirmation of his true nature coming through though- he can see there is nothing he could do to convince her he is not what she thinks he is, he attempts to be diplomatic but she is unwavering in her faith

she gives him a choice, to be sealed willingly so he can be remembered as a noble king who gave his life for the world before he became the beast that would threaten to destroy it all, or refuse and risk war and defamation. he refuses of course and a fight ensues, escalating to the point of the throne room itself being send below the earth and the death of everyone within it, with the exception of the young princess of hyrule (who will go on to keep this secret safe and spin the story her way)

it is implied that ganondorf had not told alot of people about hyrules schemes, wanting to deescalate the situation and it ending in a way no one anticipated, but theres remnants of old gerudo villages hidden away as some stayed loyal to him, likely of one of his daughters, as the world turned his legacy into a frightful tale and the gerudo falling under hyrules rule, one chose to resist as the other chose to bow

( .. i hoped to strike a balance between what i like and what zelda stories usually amount to while leaning much more clearly into a hyrule critical lense .. without, hopefully, being too overtly so)

(i thought about making the mid game cutscene into a rough comic or storyboard but im honestly very unsure about it all again q-q)

(i hope this version is better, i will never post these drawing again i swear im done with this part ..)

[lowkeylaufeysons]

same but different

You eat Xavier out. The Xavier in your dreams? She’s loving it. The Xavier in your bed? He’s not quite sure yet, but he’s willing. 

Xavier/afab!MC | Shen Xinghui/afab!MC f/f & f/m

notes: 18+, mdni, PWP. You eat f!Xavier out in a dream, wake up, and finish the job with m!Xavier. Cunnilingus (f!Xavier receiving). Rimming (m!Xavier receiving). Bottom!Xavier. Morning sex. Dream sex. Fluff and smut. Horny MC.  3k words of MC being a real horny down bad freak and eager to eat her girlfriend’s pussy and then her boyfriend’s ass. Mostly written for afab but there’s no strict MC pronouns. There’s dream logic. Please do not read if any of the above bothers you.

inspired by: #ladsyuriweek (especially by @stardustdusting and @vellatrelle ‘s art!), Xavier being an equal opportunity jealous hater, and Feverish Attempts (🔥). This is just pure self-indulgence and wish fulfillment from your local creature.

The last thing you remember is your head hitting the pillow, comfortable in Xavier’s embrace. 

“Good morning, neighbor,” Xavier’s soft voice, still frayed on the edges with sleep, greets your ears as you open the bedroom door. For a moment, a wayward thought of ‘Wait how did I get here?’ creeps through your mind as you take in the scene in front of you.

Morning sunlight creeps through Xavier’s room, gently filtering onto the bed, slowly pushing the dark away. She’s leaning back on the bed, at the center of the push and pull between day and night. The contrast between the light and dark illuminates the curve of her lips (so kissable!), the bright blue of her eyes (so impossibly beautiful!), the curl of her eyelashes, the glow of her ashen hair still mussed from sleep. Your fingers twitch, perhaps recalling some distant fiery night. 

A worn Area-51 shirt falls off Xavier’s shoulder as she sits up, and you’re gifted with the sight of a nearly unbroken expanse of pale skin from her neck to the tops of her breasts, ending just past the curve of her bicep. If you squint, you can almost make out the tiny constellation of moles on her collarbone. Now if only she would move the blanket just a bit more…

“You’re staring.” 

She looks back at you with a casual tilt of her head, mirth in her eyes. Casual except for the fact that it was definitely calculated in the way it pulled her shirt even lower and oh there’s a hickey there—

“You’re dangerous,” you whisper at the woman in front of you. Your woman. She’s your girlfriend. The realization is the final keel in your brain’s attempts to wake you.

Xavier. Your neighbor, your partner, your girlfriend. She’s your girlfriend. 

The realization sends a jolt of glee through your spine. 

A nagging thought tries to dislodge itself from the dim reaches of your subconscious. Somewhere, you’re not sure why Xavier is suddenly a girl. Or maybe she always was one? She interrupts your thoughts to shuffle closer to you; the sound of an angelic choir rings through your ears as she swings her legs out from under the blanket. 

You realize you don’t care, so you close the door and surrender to your dream. After all, it’s just Xavier.

“Join me?”

It’s an absolute no-brainer. You nearly stumble headfirst into her, and you both dissolve into a fit of giggles. “Aren’t you going to kiss me?” she asks, a defiant look in her eye.

Her thumb skims your bottom lip, and you turn to softly kiss the callouses on her palm. An unreadable emotion flashes on Xavier’s face before she blinks once. Twice. Suddenly her lips are on yours and kissing you, moaning into your mouth and for a few delicious moments, the two of you rock back and forth on each other, deepening the kiss. 

“Relax,” you breathe out as you pull back, sighing against her neck, not missing the pretty smile that flashes across her face. It makes your world brighter that she’s just as affected by this as you are. “I’m getting there.”

In an instant, Xavier flips you over, giggling as she rolls on top of you, pressing slow, soft kisses all over your cheeks. She hooks your finger underneath the elastic of her panties (a simple, black bikini that you know hugs her hips like none other, you’re almost loath to see it go).

An expectant look greets your eyes as she leans in close, breath hot at your cheek, hair grazing your neck.

“You don’t need any more hints, right?”

A kind of glee jolts through your body, the kind brought on by knowing exactly where this moment is going.

“I don’t know,” you murmur, sucking on her bottom lip as you snap the elastic of her underwear before sliding it off. “You might have to spell it out for me.” You make no move to touch her.

Xavier huffs a laugh, indulgent.   

“I can give you one more hint,” she says, pulling away, smiling at your confusion. If you were anymore lucid you would know that you were a goner.

“Will this suffice?”

Xavier leans back on the bed and pulls her knees towards her chest, toes pointing towards the ceiling, revealing her bare pussy to you, centimeters from your face. 

You let out a dignified choke. She’s achingly beautiful and erotic at whatever time it is in the morning; this scene in front of you needs to haunt your future reincarnations. Your eyes linger at the backs of her thighs, her pretty fingers, the warm color of her core. 

You wonder, would she prefer licking? Sucking? The flat of your tongue? No matter, may as well go through them one by one. Your heart skips a beat as you hover just above her pussy, so close you can feel the heat rising from her skin. You can almost swear it's getting warmer by the second.  

A restlessness stirs within you as you fidget, indecisive for a second before closing your eyes to lick a wide stripe up Xavier’s pussy. She sighs, a pretty sound, and you decide right then and there that your life’s work should be finding all the ways you can coax those noises from her lips. As you lower yourself onto the bed, your hands glide up the backs of her thighs, pulling her legs over your shoulders. 

You begin your exploration by placing a soft kiss at the center of her pubes and one at each of her hip bones, thumbs digging in just a tad, the way you know she likes.Slowly, your lips map out an invisible orbit around your star, Xavier.  

“Make me feel good, starlight.”

She takes a deep, shuddering breath in as you start to part her folds, moaning out your name in a hot whisper as your tongue darts over her clit. Xavier jolts, and it encourages you to throw all lingering thoughts out the window. 

You figure out quickly that Xavier likes having her clit sucked lightly and when you slowly run the flat of your tongue on it back and forth, almost like you’re trying to encompass all of it in your mouth. The temperature in the room rises as you luxuriate in Xavier’s moans, alternating between kissing and teasing her with your fingers, rubbing tight circles around her exposed clit. 

You also find that Xavier loves to talk, urging you in between moans to be louder.  

“I-I need to hear you angel,” she coos. Her bangs are starting to stick to her forehead from 

You don’t need to be told twice, as you allow your mind to go blank, devoted to nothing but Xavier’s pleasure. If she needed to hear you, well, you better comply. To your delight, Xavier rolls her hips against your mouth, head falling back with a pleasurable sigh exposing the long column of her neck.

You whimper against her inner thigh, thoroughly occupied. She tastes of musk and sweat and salt, and you can’t get enough, inhaling and rubbing your nose against her clit. Her thighs flex, forming a noose around your neck, and you can’t think of anywhere else you’d rather be. 

–

“Mmm…Xavier. You taste so good.”

Few things wake Xavier up from his comatose sleep faster than you. 

His eyelids twitch as his brain recognizes the sound of your voice calling his name. His body responds instinctively by holding you tighter and grinding against you, still flirting with sleep once he ascertained you weren’t in any immediate danger.

Your cries, wait no, no your moans, become more insistent.

“X-Xavier…mmm…” 

You were dreaming about him, fuck. Judging by the whines and whimpers coming from your lips and the way you squirm, it’s exactly the kind of dream he wants to be having.

Xavier shudders, anticipation coiling in the pit of his stomach, “May I?” he whispers to your still sleeping form, leaving little soft kisses on your neck and shoulders. You give no indication that you’re about to wake up. 

—

In the reflection on the window you commit this to your everlasting memory– Xavier’s hand intertwined with yours, the other entwined in your hair, using her considerable strength to manipulate you as she pleases, moving your head so she can grind on your tongue better. It’s all you can do but make it as easy as you can for her, flattening your tongue so that her clit has more contact with it.

Her moans tell you everything you need to know. She looks so beautiful, chest blossoming into a beautiful pink, nipples perky in the morning air, eyes half lidded, hair fanning all over the pillows. This beautiful creature is your girlfriend and she’s getting so close, you’re almost there, c’mon, c’mon, c’mon, c’mon—

“Star–”.

Just one more. You moan and push your tongue forward as hard as you can. Oh my god there it is–! 

Xavier always cums beautifully. She tenses, throwing her head back with one last punishing push of her hips to completion as her thighs flex around your ears, intent on making you ride it out with her. It’s all you can do but be still as you draw out her orgasm as best you can for as long as you can, savoring each shudder of her body.  

“Hey–”

Xavier’s voice, louder this time, finally pierces through the fog of your dream. 

You wake up with the sound of Xavier’s moans echoing in your ears, back against his chest. The last vestiges of your dream leave you with each blink of your eye. Your heightened arousal however, does not, when you realize that Xavier’s nuzzling your neck. 

“Wanna tell me what you were dreaming about?” he asks.

You sigh, half from the way his fingers are now tweaking your nipples, the other half from suddenly having to think about how Xavier himself would react to you having this dream.

“I was dreaming about you.”

“I wouldn’t have guessed,” he breathes, indulging you fondly, “I’m going to need some details.” 

You decide to tell him the truth. Honesty in relationships and all that.

“I dreamt that you were female, and that I was eating you out.” 

The moment hangs in the air, suspended for just a second. Xavier can’t seem to decide what he wants his reaction to be, as you watch his expression flit from confusion to maybe irritation to sort of okay with it. You decide to save him the trouble of coming up with a response. 

“Can you blame me for wanting you in every way possible?” you stammer, feeling the heat rise on your face, an exaggerated pout to mask your embarrassment. But he can tell. 

“Oh..” Xavier’s eyes go wide as your words settle, it’s Xavier you want, always, even in your dreams. No matter what configuration he takes. 

He knows you’re not actually mad, but…Xavier never misses the opportunity to be in your debt, to further entangle himself in your life.  

He puts on a slightly exaggerated pleading air, looking up at you from under his eyelashes, as enticing as your dream. “Can I make it up to you?” Xavier whispers, running his lips over your knuckles. He would be delighted to indulge in you first thing in the morning. Xavier smooths his hands down your sides, rubbing soothing warm circles around your back as he draws you in closer. 

“Well…” you draw circles on his chest as you pretend to think, “you can make it up to me by letting me finish the job.”

He blinks.

“I’m sorry?”

The look of confusion is endearing.

———

So that’s how you got Xavier on his hands and knees, back arched, ass in the air, shuddering with each pass of your tongue across the sensitive muscle. 

For a while, you actually don’t pay him much mind, instead working your tongue up from his balls to his ass. A full body shudder courses through Xavier and he bucks back into you, a tacit invitation for you to continue. His cock stands at attention in between his legs, twitching; without your hands holding him up, he’d most certainly start humping the bed. 

It’s rare for Xavier to accept your affections like this, so single-minded he is in ensuring your pleasure at all times. The fact that you’re taking him like this, being the one solely responsible for those angelic whimpers and moans gives you an insane head rush.  

You fail to notice that you, too, are dripping, the tops of your thighs starting to shine with evidence of your arousal. 

You know in the back of your mind that he’ll repay this tenfold, and you can’t wait. But right now… it’s a little hard to keep touching his cock from this angle though, and you curse inwardly when you lose your grip ... ..as pretty as it is to have him push back onto your tongue, this would be easier if Xavier were on his back. You take one last peak at him, hoping to commit the way his back muscles move and the pink on the tips of his ears to memory before abruptly pulling away.

The tail end of Xavier’s moan is marked with confusion as he looks back at you. 

“Get on your back Xavier,” you whisper, your tone is gentle but warrants no questioning. The tunnel vision is setting in again, and all you can think about is how much sooner you can get back to work him all over your lips and tongue. He looks back at you from under his pretty eyelashes, panting just a little slightly before pouting just a little and getting on his back. 

You’re getting an odd sense of deja vu looking at Xavier laying on the bed, chest impossibly pink and warm with sweat, jaw gritted, eyes full of adoration and anticipation— it’s identical to Xavier in your dream. Xavier’s chest is heaving, eyes blinking slowly in a darkened haze before his hands reach under yours and he spreads himself a little wider, inviting you back.

Inviting you back.

“K–keep going.” he whispers, eyes scrunching shut before turning into the pillow in embarrassment, cheeks aflame.

You grin with satisfaction against Xavier’s inner thigh before resuming your slow licks across his hole, occasionally pressing inward using the tip of your tongue. You can tell you’re nearing your goal as Xavier’s hips start to thrust further into his hand. His breath starts to hitch and–

A wicked idea crosses your mind, and you shoo Xavier’s hand away from his cock, and he whines from the sudden lack of contact, suddenly filled with restless energy, opting to busy his hands by gripping onto the pillows and sheets. You reach between your legs, finger circling your clit for just a moment before reaching further to coat your fingers, making sure to get your thumb and index finger. It’s filthy, what the two of you are doing first thing in the morning, but judging from the way Xavier is immediately thrusting into the wet ring created by your hand, and how you yourself are dripping as you continue to rim him, you’re both really unabashedly into it.  

The tendons on the side of his neck are flexed and Xavier is shaking with exertion from trying not to finish all over his own stomach. His nails are leaving crescents— 

He’s doing a good job walking the razor’s edge of pleasure– until you push him forward til he’s practically folded in half, hands on the back of his thighs to spread him wider, and its with one last hard sweep of your tongue across his hole, and a really loud suck that Xavier loses his fight. He’s so taken aback by the force of his orgasm– the feeling of your hand around his cock coupled with your lips on his hole, all the points of new contact coalesce into an orgasm that overwhelms Xavier and leaves him breathless as cums all over his neck and face, cock throbbing and hot in your hand, your tongue pushing into his hole, prolonging his orgasm for as long as you can. 

You’re rewarded for all your efforts when you look up at him, both of you gasping for air, and see that Xavier’s eyes rolled back into his skull. His cock throbs in your hand, spent. 

Your boyfriend looks utterly debauched, erotic, loved, having painted himself with his own cum. Xavier’s lips are puffy and kiss-worn, hair plastered to his forehead from sweat, bite marks and hickies blossoming on his inner thighs and ass, nipples pink from your attention, thoroughly overrun with pleasure having just cum from being eaten out.   

You don’t fare much better, arousal all over your thighs, chest heaving, spit running down your chin. You run your palm over Xavier’s side, both as a grounding balm and a silent question. He squeezes your hand before interlacing your fingers with his. 

The last thing you remember is your head hitting the pillow, comfortable in Xavier’s embrace. 

I have no one to blame but myself. Please practice good hygiene and safe sex. Once again banner art is from @stardustdusting (@/juyonu on twt). Forget-me-not dividers are from @/thecutestgrotto.

I’ve looked at this for a little too long so I’m posting it before I chicken out entirely. Thank you so much for reading! I always appreciate and look forward to comments/reblogs/likes <3

Happy Pride!

[tagetto]

he stinks of diesel fumes, solder flux & cigarette smoke which has caked itself over the years into the fan blades of a used prebuilt msi gaming PC bought from ebay dot com core 2 duo high performance rtx 2.5 tdi 1.6 litre engine top speed of 48.3mph.

[themintman]

Looking through some photos and stumbling upon the Peepaw Moodboard. Sad old man who yearns for the pavement

[non-binarystarsystem]

comic based on the short story "robot dreams" by isaac asimov, in the short the robot who says this is immediately killed after

[art also based on the cover by ralph mcquarrie for the book containing the short story vv]

[dgaftilwedie]

namgyu headcanons pt 1!!!!!

here are some silly goofy headcanons i have abt my favorite stupid idiot (affectionate) :3 i love namgyu so so so much... i literally have like 20 pages worth of headcanons that i want to post about him so TRUST... there will be so much more where this came from

first and foremost, BISEXUAL. yes, i am projecting. no, i don't care :3

he needs glasses but he refuses to wear them because he thinks they look lame as fuck

his hair used to be a lot longer but it got hard for him to manage so he chopped it all off and gave himself his signature fuckass bob

namgyu gets really cold really easily. his hands are the first thing to freeze up during the winter, but he hates wearing gloves, so he buys all of his hoodies a size or two up so they dangle over his hands more

his love language is obviously physical touch. it helps to ground him when he's feeling anxious (which is like, a lot)

he spends a lot of time gaming when he can. he's an avid rhythm game fan. he's really good at them, like, scarily good. he also plays games like gta v, postal 2, and mortal kombat. every now and then, he caves and plays fortnite with gyeongsu (who is constantly begging him) and it's fucking hilarious the way he's screaming every five seconds about how him and gyeongsu are in sweat lobbies

namgyu gets scared very easily but he LOVES scary things. scary games, scary movies... stuff like that

he likes to make really shitty raps and then beg thanos to use them in his songs

we've seen his tattoos... i just feel like he'd also really like piercings!! his right nostril has a hoop, his left eyebrow is pierced (it rejected the first time so he had to get it redone), his tongue is definitely pierced. he has three lobe piercings (two on the left, one on the right), two of which are stretched to about 00g. he has an industrial in his right ear and helix in his left. also a prince albert I MEAN WHAT WHO SAID THAT

he's also been considering getting a lip piercing for a while but he isn't sure what would suit him best

he LOVES his gold jewelry so much... he thinks it looks expensive

when his hair is like, freshly washed, it's SO soft. like almost velvetty

he physically cannot stand still. he's constantly moving around, shifting his weight between his feet, bouncing around, making noises and/or mumbling under his breath, looking around for something more interesting

has literally the cutest sneezes. you'd think he's a fucking kitten. he HATES it because everybody he knows (except for minsu) teases him about it

HE WAS A SLIME KID.

his favorite food is teriyaki chicken skewers

he also really likes the flavor of coconut, but he hates the texture, so he usually just sticks to drinking coconut water

he smells like dark chocolate, wet autumn leaves, and cigarettes

on the contrary, he tastes like gummy bears

he gets very giggly when he's high. everything becomes a game to him and he can't take anything seriously.

namgyu gets so fucking angry at advertisements, especially for things like spotify or youtube premium. he'll yet at the ads and then either begrudgignly pay for whatever premium service is being offered (but in like, an angry, spiteful way) or he'll delete the app until he remembers that he needs it

he has a pet betta fish that he named after minzy from 2ne1

namgyu seems very douchey on the outside (and i mean, he kind of is), but he's completely different towards the people he loves. he's a lot softer, sweeter, gentler... kind of like a skittish cat. he doesn't like being around people until he does, yknow?

speaking of cats, namgyu is VERY catlike. sleeps a lot during the day, gets very sudden bursts of energy, follows people around, cocks his head to the side when he's interested or curious about it... he won't admit it, but he also loves when people scratch his head

he didn't learn how to drive until he was 22 and almost immediately got his license revoked for a DUI. he got it back but he usually just walks places now. when he does drive, however... he drives with one hand on the steering wheel. the other one is usually hanging out the window with a cigarette pinched between his fingers

namgyu does not give two flying fucks how hot it is outside. he has this one specific black zip-up hoodie that he NEEDS with him at all times.

[mayo-wap]

quick gift for @purple-raspberries !!

*RUNS AWAY*

[cyphyra]

I'm so happy I was finally able to draw this version of Cy-- a succubat hive queen (species by @/or-fi-s)

I'd wanted to draw her like this since I got the commission but at the time I didn't know how to draw bigger bodies well and ended up putting it off. No time like the present tho, huh? :3