#sable stream

[ghostshadow-k-r]

Finally,freedom.

At least I could draw anytime until March,I guess?

So,let us start the game,shall we?

I must admit,his outfit was a pain to draw.

As a member of the investigation team,he approches the Phantom Theives of Heart with a obvious intention,which is investigate the increasing amount of those change heart cases.

There's no doubt that the PTs didn't believe him at first,since his appearance had reminded them about their former-traitor.Our dear inceptor also thought that he won't get attached with them arrogantly.

Of course,it miserably failed.As he gets to spend more time with them,he soon finds out that they are only a bunch of silly teenagers instead of being a gang of dangerous criminals.They even befriended his only family in the world after his wife's death — Madder Stream.

When he knows that his daughter had become a "Monarch" in that distorted metaverse they had showed him once before,he can't hold but step in it with Navi by his side.If wasn't the other PT was being caught......

But,well,every deep end always ends with a bounce back.If you manage to get through it though.Fortunately,our Wolf that will never let his grip off did it.

[madcourtjester]

How it feels to have both dead by daylight lore autism and fnaf lore autism watching fnaf YouTubers who are unfamiliar w dbd talk abt dbd when they don’t know about the HORRORS AND ALSO watching dbd youtubers who are unfamiliar W fnaf talk abt fnaf when they don’t know about the OTHER HORRORS

[astro-nautic]

Eugene Finch in my octonauts style?!?? (I meant to sketch designs for all the main Drawtectives today but I got distracted and only drew Eugene whoops)

I had to change up his outfit a bit bc his cloak doesn't really work when his head is this big and he doesn't have shoulders. Praying this design still reads as a Eugene hopefullyyy (・・;)

[flyingspicerack]

hi

[ncis-yp]

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[milesplayshu]

Gothgirl funtimes against The Unkown

[melonypepon]

It's time for day 2 of Sable! What other mysteries does this beautiful Moebius desert hold, and more importantly what FEESH? Come on in!

[cuddlyclover]

6pm PST! Sable! Come chat with and hang out with your favorite forest mommy?

[thewriterlostbytime]

It's time for another Wild Card Wednesday! Today's Draw is Sable! Join us as we explore this gorgeous puzzle platformer!

[ghostshadow-k-r]

Well,it's pretty normal to having a favourite idol group.

But,what will happen if your father had become one of it????

As an inceptor's daughter,she didn't have much time to spend with him.Her mother had passed away two years ago,all because of that corrupted politician.Even she witnessed the whole hit-and-run scene right before her young eyes,the politician remained "Innocent" because his subordinate suicided.

After that,her relationship with her father totally ended.She was so disappointed that she could only place her rely on the Phantom Theives.

Let's just say,she was totally obsessed with them.She was happy everytime she saw their showcase,happy everytime when she participated Phansite's voting.In her eye,Phantom Theives could do nothing wrong.Even when they're being announced as murderer,she still supported them.

Not until she had becomed a Monarch and the Phantom Theives had come to save her?

[kahtide]

We're wrapping up SABLE this week, so don't miss it! Tune in tomorrow and Thursday (06/18 & 06/19) for more streams from yours truly, Kahtide! 5pm PST!

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[rockylikesbeeef]

got carried away imaging what a modern/future au of zibwick might look like and ended up writing a whole fic on the idea lmaooo....I feel like I never see modern aus of them (or anyone in the series, really)? And idk I guess thats probably because Lackadaisy is such a well-grounded period piece that imaging a non-1920s version of its characters is really just...strange. But it's also an exciting problem because who would they be in the modern day? What would their lives look like? Is there anything that could even be said to stand in as a modern version of a speakeasy? Much to consider. (and also if anyone is curious about the fic, its here! -- Kiss Me Deadly (6375 words) by rockylikesbeef Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Lackadaisy (Webcomic) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sedgewick "Wick" Sable/Dorian "Zib" Zibowski Characters: Mitzi May Additional Tags: One Shot, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Sad with a Happy Ending, American Politics, Inspired by Music, Alternate Universe - College/University, Modern Era, Alternate Universe - Future, Not Canon Compliant, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Explicit Language, Midwestern, Summer Vacation, Friendship/Love, Suicidal Thoughts, Depression Summary: Wick's home from college, and Zib agreed to hang out with him for the night-- a normal thing for guys like them to do. So why does everything feel so…strange?)

[screampied]

✧ ⁺˳ cw. fem! reader, unprotected, size difference, ab riding, dirty talk, squírting, praise, petnames, mdni.

gym rat bf! toji who’s just so fucking big.

you can’t help but openly gawk at him whenever he’s doing his hourly reps and sets. he’s fit, and you’d just do nothing but watch the veins prod within his beefy toned arms all day if you could. “y’er daydreamin’ again,” he’d gruff, watching as you writhe around his heavy length that’s currently nestled between and inside your sapping folds. you were moaning under your breath, desperately trying to get over your most recent orgasm that left your toes curl in. “wonder what’s goin’ on in that pretty mind,” toji murmurs, lying flat back against his weight bench. he’s got nothing on but a sweat drenched tank and black loose shorts—shorts that would always show off the outline of his his raging boner—shorts that were lazily tugged way down the hem of his waist all thanks you. “fuuuckk,” he hisses, feeling you abruptly sit up with his cock loudly exiting out of you. with a squelching ‘pop’, the noise of your cunt rings throughout the thin walls of his gym and he phews. “what’s . . with that look, baby?”

“i wanna try riding these,” you’d breathe through soft breaths, creating a slow trail down his chest with your finger. a bit of sable-dark chest hair sticks against his skin, his pecs specifically. god, he was just mesmerizing to look at. he’s laid underneath you, manspread as your eyes continue to rove further down his perfectly carvened body. streams of perspiring sweat race down his hewed sculptured v-line before you stop at his curly happy trail. “wanna ride your abs, toji.”

with a sly grin, he swipes a thumb over his scarred glossed lips. “do ya now?” and you could almost see the smugness swell up in his chest. toji’s shaggy bangs fully block his vision as he gets a good look at you, making two bandaged hands glued to your waist. “weird girl,” he snickers, and you moan once his emerald eyes flicker towards your drooling wet cunt. “hn. but go ‘head then. knock y’erself out,” he tilts his head back, crossing his arms cockily. “make me proud.”

slowly, you move yourself closer toward the middle part of his body and you moan almost right away. it’s a pretty sound that he’d never get tired of hearing. toji’s perfectly muscle-bound, such swole arms and even more swole calves—so thick, your skin practically sticks against his the longer you spent on his chest.

the second your bare cunt leisurely slides against his abs, you feel a cold shudder creep down your spine.

“f- fuck,” you whimper through gritted teeth, glancing at his face to see him combing a few cramped fingers through his hair. toji’s broad frame underneath you grew idle and still—and he can’t help but snake a big callused hand around your waist, stroking a few weak pumps at his now soft cock that was inside you just milliseconds ago. “toji, your abs feel so good.”

“they better be,” he rasps as one of his forearms pulls away, stretching outward to grab onto the handle bar that’s directly above the two of you.

multiple veins of his bulge through every part of his arms and you felt yourself throbbing just at the sight. he’s so big, and you only craved more by the second. toji grunts, feeling the coolly air waft against his reddened neglected tip as you continue to thrust forward - sloppily, but forward.

your hips were pathetically slow, barely even making haste as you dragged against each flat sleek ab. you were rickety, cutely making a feeble swivel with your waist despite how your knees were on the verge of bucking. toji continues to watch you, studying your lewd facial expressions and all. he noticed how your breathing continued to change, your eyelids would grow heavy, drooping lower and lower as and your mouth hangs itself open—gasp after gasp leaving your spot-slicked lips. tossing his head back, you glance how his adam apple bob’s, and he’s giving your ass a tight squeeze. “yeah, that’s it. ride ‘em good, princess,” and his voice pitches a deep husky low once your cunt squelches right up against tightening midsection. “mhm, use those hips. fuck me good, baby.”

as shallow breaths continue to ruthlessly snatch away from your full lungs, you resume to rock back and forth against him—his sharpened pectorals now being lewdly slathered from top to bottom with your syrupy juices. “hngh, ‘s ripped,” you’d moan out, feeling your tummy heave and curl inward within every few jerk of your deranged hips. you bit the bottom of your lip, pulling skin back whilst his abs continue tighten even more right underneath you. his six pack’s now entirely wet, shining with nothing but your own candied slick and he grunts. toji hears the greedy squelches of your pussy but he only imagined what it looked like down there. as your lips form into a gasping ‘o’, your brows contort into a furrow as you start to whimper out pathetic babbles. “toji, ‘m not gonna last. fuck, fuck.”

“oh, c’mon, don’t say that, princess,” the dark haired man coos, and you then star to feel the fat round tips of his thumbs massage against your active hips. he’s steadying your waist, helping you grind faster and faster despite how your legs were close—so so close to succumbing to defeat. “y’er a big girl, keep goin’ baby, ride ‘em like you ride my cock, mhm.”

your cunt twitches at his words, at his praise and oh it’s so embarrassing. as you continue to move, toji can feel the faint spasming throbs that vibrate on his flat stomach and he snickers. “shit,” you gasp, and your hands continue to feel up inside the thin linen of his tank top. he’s so buff, you couldn’t help but salivate—imagining toji with his big bulky arms slowly wrapping around your throat. your hips start to accelerate at a much briskly pace. as you were trapped in your erotic seven second fantasm, you sob out a whimper once he spanks your ass, bringing you straight back to reality. he’s telling you to keep going, you could tell from the brief priggish look in his eyes. “toji—ngh, ‘m gonna—”

and as your sopping folds continue to move quicker against his chiseled ripped pecs—you let off a soft dramatic gasp as fluttering ripples of waves surge through your core. out of nowhere, you gush right onto his abdomen while you’re still sloppily thrusting your hips onto his tight flexing stomach. “fuck, ohmygooodd,” you’d whimper out in cute elongated mewls, dragging every poor syllable. your squelches were loud—and your eyes widen at the sheer realization that you’re squirting—trickling out lustrous spurts of your own juices. you were holding in a breath you didn’t even know you were holding, and your eyes squeeze shut completely once you fully release.

with weak bucking hips, you let off a shaky sigh and toji’s still got that annoying smug grin plastered across his face. “aw, poor baby,” a hand of his snakes around your waist, dark aroused eyes glancing at your pulsating weeping pussy. you weren’t moving anymore, and yet you were still plopped on his pecs. seconds later, you feel him flex each core muscle against your achy clit and you whimper, geysers of slick dampening his swole abs. “tch. made such a mess, ‘m all soaked,” and you moan, feeling him grab ahold of both of your wobbly unstable hips. you were dumb, dumber than you’ve ever been and all you felt was his tightened abs tensing right underneath your slobbering slick heat.

toji’s entire chiseled midsection of his chest was now sheeny, perfectly coated with your slick that makes his skin glimmer like a jewel and he hums. “my messy girl,” and a thumb of his playfully smears down your cunt, feeling it’s pulse prod against his fingertip. with an amused quirk of his thin black brow, he tastes you by licking his finger slyly. with needy eyes, you’re just blankly staring at him—panting heavily, pawing at his puffed chest for more. “oh, you’re not done?”

“n- no,” you whine, feeling a plethora of electric shockwaves erupt through the undersides of your thighs as you start to pathetically rock against his abs again, rubbing yourself against your own slippery wetness. “fuck, want more. hold still, toji.”

“ ‘m all yours,” he replied in a low mumble, giving your ass one more teasing squeeze. as he grabs a nice chunk of it, he groans throatily before laying his feet flat down against the carpet beside the bench. “good girl, keep ridin’ me,” and his hand tightens against your ass, throwing his head back with his hands covering his face. “fuck, gotta train this sloppy cunt some more anyway, heh.”

[atomskdluffy]

I have enough up and running to be able to stream! I'll be online soon as I can with more Sable!