#( RAHHHHHHH )

[dvcky-duck]

new obsession teehee

can you guess my favorite character is yet?-

[jaywuzhere9029]

art dump because i forget i have a tumblr and yuh

[poisoned-pearls]

lesbians. Women, if you will

(Doodle provided by @lowcallyfruity)

[chrlvctius]

this is so ellie williams coded, omfg man 😩👊🏻👊🏻

[l-just-want-to-see]

life is a game of trying to forget this

[spenglerstwinkie]

Requiem for a Traitor

[ln4lvr]

AHHH PRETTY BOY ALERT!!!!

gonna end it all he looks so soft and comfy like who the hell just casually looks like this?????

[soogmcgoog]

IN THE S5 BLOOPER REEL I JUST REALIZED THAT WHEN WE GET BYLER KISS THERES NO WAY THEY DO IT FIRST TAKE SO BYLER KISS WILL BE IN THE BLOOPER REEL AND WE WILL PROBABLY HAVE FINN AND NOAH GIGGLING AT EACH OTHER

[skrimbloz]

Harumi poster design I finally cleaned up, hey I did say i’d do something with the spider lullaby!!

PLEASEEEE ignore how row res the image is, still in the process of trying to fix that issue 💀

[poppy-metal]

augh grovelling loser married artashi.... i got really really carried away im so sorry

they want you back - they want you back so fucking bad. it haunts them every minute of every damn day. the memory of you hangs between them like a death sentence. art hates it. art's guilty over it. art remembers too well the feeling of fucking you, and he did fuck you, didn't "make love" to you the way he does with tashi. he fucked you, good and proper, like the whore you were. he dressed you in fancy clothes and pretended you didn't exist. he fucked you in hotel rooms and changed the sheets before tashi came back. every which way he wanted: rough, dirty, messy. bent over or on your knees or on your back. he spat on you, covered you in his cum, slapped you around, and the worst part of it all was you liked it. told him, "yeah, daddy, feels so good, daddy, more--"

tashi can close her eyes and conjure up that night she caught you two with painful ease. the night she made art "love" you, let you have that one nice thing before she turned you out. the night she reduced him to a crying, whimpering, begging mess, much to your shock, because that was what you looked like beneath him. and then that was it, it was over. you lost possibly the best fuck you'd ever had, and a few thousands you could have had in clothes, and you tried to move on.

they didn't. they lost the most passion and interest their bedroom life has had in ages. there was a sick connection there, between them, over you. through you, maybe. it felt good for tashi and art to have you, use you, own you. they liked it. they had been good together for you. what the fuck were they supposed to do now, when the ghost of you whispers through everything they do? a forgotten set of lingerie delivered to them, something tashi would never wear. a faint trace of cheap vanilla perfume, girlish and slightly floral, lingers on one of art's shirts. a photo resurfaces in an encrypted, secret camera folder of a dripping cunt squeezing around art's cock. you're everywhere, and you're gone.

art wants to go running back, but it takes a lot more effort for tashi duncan to grovel. to beg. but you were good for them. you might even be good for art's game, if he can have you with permission. so she relents. at first, it's gifts. with notes. expensive gifts - you know they could have only come from one place. shoes in your size. clothes to your measurements. a perfume, a lipstick, a giant arrangement of flowers. and you're trying to move on, really, you are, get a boyfriend your age who isn't married, but it's hard when you get to stare at the elegant, looping handwriting on all the expensive, cream-coloured stationary: come back. let us love you. let us take care of you. we love you. let us treat you like we should. a.d & t.d. and then you start to relent. coffee, at first. then brunches, dinners. a movie premiere, a concert for a band you like. you let them befriend you. you let art know you in a way he didn't before - your favourite foods and colours, the music you listen to, the nicknames your friends call you as inside jokes - and you let tashi meet you for the first time. how you take your coffee and how you like to dress. the car you drive and the way you eat your food.

god, and when they finally have you for the first time? well, they really, really want to show you how sorry they are. tashi eats you out with a meticulous precision - she's so good at it, and she hasn't gotten to eat a girl out in so fucking long. they spend ages with you, pressing kisses to every inch of your skin, telling you how beautiful you are, how well you behave for mommy and daddy. art mouths at your tits and your shoulders and your neck. they lavish you, worship you, revere you, because they're just so, so sorry. tashi preps you well for art's big cock. she plays with your clit while he fucks you - no, while he makes love to you.

you tell them you might need a few more apologies before you take them back.

KITTTTTTT

groveling artashi...... them buying you expensive gifts.... getting them to admit that you're the something missing from their marriage and they need you back to feed that spark - but they hurt you so bad. you felt used and discarded by them, always a second choice for art, just a toy for tashi to manipulate. it takes alot more than just pretty expensive gifts for you to consider falling back into their bed -

it's hard to keep your cool, though when art asks, with his expressive blue eyes and prince charming disposition - "be my girlfriend. please? i miss you." and it isn't lost on you that he doesn't include tashi in that statement, he's making it known he wants you on his own - and it's hard not to fold into his arms.

it's even harder when tashi asks. you didn't even know that was an option for her - that she desired you more than a sexual object. takes you on an expensive dinner date and slides close to you in the booth as she buys you wine. buys your whole meal, actually. "this could be all the time. if you let me take care of you - I know you want that. girls like you shouldn't be independent." stroking her finger down your arm. "you need a mommy." her hands on your knee now, sliding up the dress she'd had sent to your apartment specifically for tonight. the one you put on, despite everything. "and a daddy." you can't help but spread your thighs. you tell yourself it's fine because you haven't verbally given in yet, you haven't said the words. even if you let her slip a hand into your panties and stroke your cunt.

you don't say yes, even when she brings you to a hotel after and slips your dress off and lays you out and presses her slick pussy against yours - you don't say yes, but you do whine so pretty for her - you do spread your legs and let her fuck you, you do moan when she tells you she's going to ride art later and tell him about this - about your slick little pussy under hers - and how he's going to cum thinking about fucking you himself.

"he misses you so much. you're killing him - keeping this tight cunt to yourself. you know it belongs to daddy, baby. you know you're going to let us have you again and again and again, whenever we fucking want. keep making us work for it - it's just going to make it so much fucking better when you're back in our bed."

[penfondeler]

Devious little fella

[dvcky-duck]

this is actually my first time drawing Mip I think I did pretty good actually hehehehe erm ^.^

[mr-frohickys-adopted-kid]

Oh my gosh, guys, it's laloyd

[mysicklove]

ok but virgin!yuuji has only watched mainstream porn and expected his first time to be like that, yuuji thought he was gonna be the one in control bc that’s how sex goes right??? he’s seen it on the internet!! poor babe thought he was gonna dominate but gets all shy when actually faced w sex and the pleasure just melts away at him☹️ i need to gobble him up

no bc this is driving me INSANE.

the thought of it always made him so nervous too. he would half to mimic the guy on screen, but would he do it right? would he make you feel good too? and eventually when the time comes he gets so nervous, fuming a shade of red and clenching his fists as he works up the nerve to take off your shirt.

but when you push him against the headboard and climb on top of him, he seems to turn to putty, and all of the the sudden he realizes he may have been watching the wrong type of porn….

[chrlvctius]

qhiedishidhwishiqhwuwa sweet lord jesus 😞😞🙏🏻🙏🏻

[just-a-lidle-creacher]

guys. guys. ok remember when i said that gwen is jon. guys. sam is tim. obsessed with trauma from his past?? trauma that brought him to this workplace???? and now’s he’s snapping and getting angry at gwen?????? guys. GUYS.