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God yes, this is my fanfic Draco head image !

New Draco Malfoy Outfits 🪄

You can download them individually on my Patreon, they are high resolution and with transparent background. For PERSONAL use only.

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Was messing with my mc.. I think it’s close enough

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Day 3 discord art challenge provided to me- Soil with the morning glories pallet. Jeremiah was the subject this time :) … of course he came naturally and smoother than the others … I don’t love him or anything 👀 🌱🪴🐏

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Challenge day 2. this time I got Tara, with DewDrop as the theme, and forget-me-nots <3!!! im excited for tomorrow because the results are Jerry, soil and morning glories <3 STAY TUNED!

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Cute little art challenge from my LADS discord , I was given the theme strawberries, Rafayel x Mc as the subject , and the color pallet morning glories based off the sprout fight , but made it love and deep space themed :)

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Zayne different outfit doodles

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I am still stuck (pun intended) with werewolf boyfriend Zayne and his knot. So a blurb is it.

Werewolf bf!Zayne has his knot deep inside you, forcing your sloppy cunt to stretch around it. He bullied his growing knot even deeper, making you whine and trash as you felt his tip kiss your cervix.

His cock throbbed and palpitated inside your spongy walls, another rope of cum was furiously pumped inside you. Sending electric-like stabs throughout your body, you could feel him pounding you up to your throat, desperately.

And you have to stay there for a while—wrapped around him, swollen knot in place; deep inside you. The more time you spent warming him, the more you start to feel the heaviness of his load in your hole creating pressure against your womb. Your lower belly aching as you came for the ninth time—lower lips fluttering as your legs gave up on you. But he was there to help you stand so you wouldn’t hurt yourself by pulling on his knot.

A broken cry from you, indicated that you felt him beginning to deflate. Both your bodies shuddered as he slowly pulled his still raw and engorged knot out, the popping and wet sound mixed with your whimpers as you felt the hot liquid running down your legs.

Werewolf bf!Zayne happily nuzzling against you. He was overjoyed to see your glossy eyes blink at him. Your fucked-out expression was the most beautiful thing he has ever seen.

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Finished

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That was delicious in every single way (also zayne and Xavier my beloved ! Perfections , Zayne is absolutely my husband )

So you've done cock sizes and squirting reactions for the LADS but what about how each of them cum/orgasm? Streams, spurts, a lot, a little? Holding close or gripping tight with hands? Pulling forward? Etc.

.☘︎ ݁˖ . HOW THEY CUM !

✧ paring : sylus, caleb, xavier, zayne, rafayel x reader (separate)

✧ tws : nsfw/smut, creampie, cow-girl, doggy style, sub!rafayel, spanking, hair pulling, gagging, biting, neck kissing and others!

Sylus is the type to cum hard and deep, letting out a low, breathy groan as his muscles tense up. His orgasms are intense but controlled—he doesn’t lose himself completely, but you can feel the power behind each thrust as he pushes in as deep as possible, holding you firmly against him like he’s trying to fuse your bodies together.

He’s a spurter, releasing in thick, strong pulses that hit deep and leave a warmth that lingers. His grip tightens—whether it’s his hands around your waist, one wrapped in your hair, or fingers digging into your thighs as he keeps you in place. If he’s really lost in the moment, he’ll let out a quiet “Fuck—”under his breath, voice husky and slightly shaky.

If you’re riding him, he’ll pull you down flush against his chest at the last second, holding you still as he empties himself inside. He likes to feel every second of it, dragging it out by rolling his hips, making sure nothing goes to waste. Even after he cums, he doesn’t let go immediately—his hands linger, his breathing heavy as he presses lazy, possessive kisses against your skin, still reveling in the aftershocks.

Caleb is a slow builder when it comes to orgasm. He holds back, savoring every second, his breath growing more ragged as he gets closer. When he finally lets go, it’s a long, shuddering release, his body trembling slightly as he pulses inside you. His cum doesn’t spurt out in thick shots—it seeps out in warm, steady waves, spilling deep and coating every inch. It’s messy, unhurried, and almost overwhelming.

His hands aren’t gripping tight like Sylus—Caleb’s more about holding you firm yet gentle, big hands resting heavy on your hips or sliding up your back to pull you close against his chest. If he’s behind you, his fingers will dig into your waist, guiding you slowly through the aftershocks as he catches his breath.

He’s not loud, but you’ll hear him—a sharp inhale, a low groan that vibrates against your skin, maybe even a whispered “That’s it, pipsqueak…” if he’s feeling particularly rough. And he doesn’t pull out immediately—he likes the feeling of being buried inside you, soaking in the heat and wetness, his lips brushing against your neck as he rides out the last waves of pleasure with slow, lazy rolls of his hips.

Xavier’s orgasm hits him like a slow-burning fire, one that builds into a sharp, almost unbearable peak before he goes still for a second—then completely unravels. His release isn’t about spurts or streams—it’s a deep, throbbing pulse, a thick warmth that just keeps flowing out of him, filling you up in heavy waves that seem to last longer than they should. You can feel every tight clench of his abs, every twitch of his cock inside you as he gives in completely.

In doggy style, he loses himself in the control, gripping your hair at the base of your skull and pulling just hard enough to arch your back perfectly for him. The moment he cums, he yanks you up onto your knees, keeping his chest flush against your back while his free hand locks onto your hip, forcing you still as he buries himself deep and stays there, making sure you take every last drop. His breathing is ragged against your ear, a rough growl of your name slipping past his lips, low and strained, like he’s fighting the urge to keep fucking into you through the aftershocks.

Even when he’s finished, he doesn’t let go right away. His hand in your hair loosens, fingers slipping down to cup your throat, thumb stroking your jaw as he lets out a deep, satisfied sigh. And if you so much as try to move before he’s ready? His grip tightens again—a silent demand to stay right where you are.

Zayne’s orgasm is a slow, aching surrender—he tries to hold back, tries to draw it out, but when it hits, it’s unshakable. His release isn’t sharp or sudden; it’s a deep, rolling pleasure that spreads through his body like a slow wave. His cum seeps out thick and heavy, pouring into you in lazy, unhurried pulses that leave a deep warmth behind. He doesn’t tense up completely—instead, his muscles shudder subtly, his breath hitching as he lets out a quiet, gritted groan that melts into a low chuckle.

With you on your knees, ass up, he runs a warm palm over your skin, fingers squeezing possessively before he delivers a slow, deliberate slap to your ass—not rough, but firm enough to make you jolt slightly beneath him. Again. And again. Each time, his touch lingers, soothing over the heat his hand left behind, his other hand pressing into the dip of your lower back to keep you exactly where he wants you.

When he finally cums, his grip tightens just enough to hold you steady, his hips pushing forward in one last deep roll as he sinks inside you to the hilt. A deep, satisfied “Fuck… that’s my girl.” escapes him as he rests his forehead against your spine, catching his breath. His hands stay on you, tracing your curves, squeezing your hips, his fingers drifting lazily over your skin. And before he even thinks about pulling out, you’ll feel one last, lingering smack against your ass, paired with a smug little hum—as if he’s already thinking about the next time.

Rafayel tries to hold back, tries to keep his composure, but the moment he gets too close, his body betrays him. His breathing gets uneven, his thighs tense beneath your touch, and his hands clutch at whatever they can find—your hips, the sheets, his own wrists if you’ve pinned them down. His orgasm isn’t sharp or explosive; it’s messy, drawn out, overwhelming. His cock twitches and throbs, spilling out in slow, leaking pulses that leave him trembling beneath you. He gasps, eyes fluttering shut, a soft whimper slipping from his lips as his body completely melts into your touch.

The moment your teeth sink into his shoulder, his whole body jerks beneath you, a strangled sound escaping his throat as his head tilts back. Too much. Too good. His fingers dig into your skin, desperate for something to ground himself with, but the pain mixed with pleasure only makes him unravel faster. His chest heaves, muscles tensing, before he finally slumps back, completely spent, completely at your mercy.

Even after he’s finished, his body still twitches with aftershocks, his cock giving one last weak throb as he lets out a breathless, needy whine. His hands tremble slightly when they reach for you, still craving your warmth, still needing to be held, to be reassured. If you press another bite into his skin—softer this time—he’ll shiver, let out a breathy little “Please…” before burying his face in your neck, too dazed to do anything but let you have your way with him all over again.

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WIP

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Leon & Claire⚡️RE: Infinite Darkness

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Good bye world, I am in orbit, do not bring me back down!

How the LADS react to you asking them to fuck your mouth (and their first time doing it)

LADS x F Reader

Additional tags: 18+, sexually explicit, finger mouth fucking (Xavier), 69 (Rafayel), slight dubcon/coercion (Caleb), mild degradation if you squint, praise kink

((This the first I'm posting smut publicly so please let me know if there's any tags I missed that should be there. I've been posting stuff like this in a discord group and after this set they made me promise to start posting them on Tumblr so I guess I'll be doing this now (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)))

Xavier-

He is absolutely ecstatic. Xavier is a mean fucker -we all know this- so he's really happy that you like when he's rougher with you. But he's not going to spoil his fun and give you what you want right away. "Are you sure? Then why don't you prove it?" One of his arms snakes around you to brace you by the small of your back while he holds up the first 2 fingers of his other hand. "Say ah." His pupils dilate when you comply. Two fingers glide in and out against your soft tongue. It's a light touch that quickly grows as he adds pressure. When you moan from his fingers fucking your mouth every muscle in his body tightens. "So you do like it." He still won't give you want for another day or so.

You head home with him like normal only he follows you straight into your apartment instead of going to his own. He closes the door behind him and when you question him, Xavier finally pounces. His eyes are already blown out as he unzips his pants. "You asked for this the other day, didn't you? Or did you change your mind?" You absolutely did not! You are on your knees before he can change his. He's rough with how he combs his fingers through your hair and locks them in the sides of your skull so he can control your every move. Even while setting a mean pace he makes sure to gauge your reaction before pushing farther in. "Relax your throat." He only thrusts the length of your tongue a few more times after he gives that signal. Then he slides it deep down your throat a bit slower than his previous thrusts. He counts the seconds in his head to pull out periodically so you can breathe. He's a mean fucker but he's not going to hurt you -ever. This absolutely becomes a regular thing you do. As you get more experienced he lets himself get even rougher

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He's surprised you asked for something like that so directly but he'll never show it. Instead he hums. "I suppose we can try that." If you've both got enough time he'll pull you over right then and there -between his knees while he sits comfortably in his office chair, unzipping his slacks. He'll ask a quick question: if you've done this before, and give an explanation of what to expect if you haven't. Either way, he guides your hands to grip the back of his calf muscles. "Squeeze here if you need to breathe." He knows once he starts he might not remember to stop. When you're in position one of his hands gently guides and holds your cheek while the other cradles your jaw and throat. Zayne's eyes pierce into yours as your mouth is finally pulled onto his length.

It doesn't take long for him to be bucking into you as much as he's pulling your mouth and throat down onto him. His hands stroking your throat and hair periodically keep you relaxed enough to not get hurt from the girth of him. When you moan around his dick like this it feels even better than when you do while sucking him off on your own. He can tell you're enjoying it as much as he is, and he fully plans to tie you up and fuck your mouth against the head board of his bed next time this is on the menu

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This man. This poor beautiful man will never emotionally recover from this -he will, but just give him 5 dramatic minutes to explode about it first!! Every clever quip dies on his tongue while blush dyes his features. He knows you mean it from how your Bond glows in his chest from your desperation. To think his Cutie wants him to feel pleasure from her like this! That she want's to surrender to him like this! He will cancel whatever else he was supposed to be doing so he can do this for you RIGHT NOW. He already knows how to play your body like a finely tuned instrument and this will be no different -only this time he's the one making the music as he plays himself with your throat.

Rafayel is gentle as he fucks your face -slow sensual movements that are designed to massage your mouth, tongue and throat just as much as they do his dick. It's like he's kissing you from inside. He pets your hair and caresses your face as he does it. "You're eyes are so pretty like this, cutie." He mewls as he starts coming undone from just how warm you always are. But it's not enough. It's never enough. It doesn't matter what position you started this in, it is ending in a 69 because his mouth is as lonely and greedy as his dick is, and he knows he won't be satisficed until he knows you're just as consumed by pleasure as he is. Luckily, as his muse, you'd never stop him from creating a master piece. Normally, Raf would have you on top or lay next to you to 69 so he can't risk suffocating you. But because of your request for him to fuck your mouth he's happy to make you his pillow princess him while he eats you out and fucks your mouth at the same time. His thrusts get more messy and rough the moment he starts drinking you back. You need to hold his hips as he loses control to keep him from missing. He moans when your nails dig in and you massage his ass. It renews the vigor of his tongue and hands, pulling an equally primal sound out of you. Your taste and pleasure fuel him even more than his own. You cum together knowing you've both thoroughly used and been used by the other.

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He laughs. It's the soft amused kind. "Oh Kitten, are you sure you know what you're asking for?" You're going to have to ask him multiple times. You even try to convince him one morning by taking his dick in you mouth and just sitting there warming it. Sylus watches you with curiosity at first before realizing what you're doing. His hands are behind his head before you have a chance to grab them to guide them to the sides of your own. That glare in your eyes with his dick in you mouth is perfect. He loves to see you angry and demanding. It's only when you pop him back out of your mouth to describe for him in detail how you want him to fuck your throat and the stretch it would give and smell of him and all that, that he decides you've begged enough.

Now, you've done your best to give this man blow jobs before, and you've done a damn good job of it considering how much of his seed you've swallowed, but when he takes control he has much sharper thrusts than you could ever do on your own. You see stars both from the lack of oxygen and the dreamy look in his eyes as he praises you for "Doing such a good job, sweetie. Think you can swallow and tighten your throat for me?" You can and you do, and you're blessed with a song for your efforts. Somehow his hums only sound this musically in tune when he's getting off from your touch like this. When he cums, he does not release you until he knows you've swallowed all of it. You did much better than he expected for your first time taking it that hard. He's already counting down the days until you're recovered enough for him to try again. He knows he'll get to train every inch of you and watching you grow into your sexuality with him is one of his greatest joys

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You moan around him, and look up into his eyes so he knows you want this as much as he does. You have to pop off of him and tell him it's okay before continuing. As the pleasure builds he starts giving in. He won't move his hands to pull you onto him -he promised himself he wouldn't before this even started. But he can't stop from bucking up into your mouth. You feel so good. And the moans you let out are the consent his brain needs to let him really enjoy this. Eventually his hands stay on your head even as you loosen your grip on them. He's finally doing what you wanted: fucking himself into your mouth all on his own. You show your appreciation by running your hands along his thighs, ass and abs. He is consumed completely by you by the time he cums. It will take multiple sessions like this before he trusts you enough to do it without all of the extra reassurance.

Caleb- He is not coping. His Pipsqueak wants him to what???? He exists to keep her safe and that is not a gentle request in his book. But no way in hell is his internal screaming going to be on the outside. No. What you see is his typical eye roll. "Come now. Do you really think you can handle that?" You call his bluff all the way to bedroom. You know this man has just as strong hang ups as you -if not more- due to how your relationship started, so you know the best way to make something happen with Caleb is to start it yourself. You push him on his back and he let's you. You start stripping him and he finishes the job just to prove he's in control -he is not. His sneers and taunts are only stopped when you bring both of his hands to the sides of your head. "If you're sure about this Pipsqueak." He uses the nickname as a last resort, a defense against the desires he struggles with. And you know that. So you take him into your mouth as he's not going to start without you. Your tongue pressed against the vein along the underside of his cock is his undoing. He wants to pull his hands away from your hair; if he doesn't he'll hurt you with how hard he wants to pound in, but he can't with your hands resting on top of his.

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Love Jeremiah so much

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Cryingggg forever over your beautiful Jeremiah art ahhhh

Awww I’m so happy you like him!! I’m proud of how he turned out!