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[deerkathe]

This but Sonadow ⤵

[yallstar]

“I look forward to hearing what you have to say in another four months.”

(read left -> right) it's here!! the chapter 5 comic is done (for now, i might want to come back and do proper lines and colors at some point). i just couldn't choose one part of the Big Moment to illustrate so i did.......all of it (ᵕ・ᴗ・)

scene from differential burdens in displacement

[swampybogg]

[abyssyby]

i love the idea that sylus cannot take his eyes off you. like its physically impossible for him not to track your movements when youre in the same room as him. admire your figure when youre close. let his gaze flit over each wrinkle and line on your face when you emote. committing you to memory. carving your image in the creases of his brain.

and he’s shameless about it.

you catch his eyes and he grins like a wolf, beckoning you near and placing his hands on your thighs, on your waist, on your arms. anything he can touch, anything he can use to pull you closer, closer, closer.

“i like this,” he’d say, fingers ghosting over your outfit, your hair, your lips, your cheek, the jewelry on your neck, the circle around your wrist. something specific to point out, to vary every time. when he really means he likes you— beautiful, stunning, heart-stopping you. he’ll say anything— an excuse to see you flush, roll your eyes, smile because of him.

he’ll stare. he’ll drink you in and get drunk. he’ll fall to his knees at your command. as long as you let him, as long as you like. he will, gladly, keep his eyes on you.

[joelswhcre]

Had this tucked away in my notes app for a while but thought u might like it :3

“Oh, baby,” Joel sighs, palms smoothing over the insides of your thighs. His thumbs are on either side of your core, spreading you just open enough for him to be able to see how well you take him. “Feel so good ‘round me.”

────۶ৎ all yours

joel knows exactly how to break you—slow, deep strokes and a voice like sin.

warnings: smut, overstimulation, breeding kink, size kink, fingering, pet names, praise + a lil degradation.

ᐟᐟ ⟢ a/n: this made me absolutely insane btw. darling, i have no words

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he’s got you spread out like a fuckin’ feast, thighs trembling in his grip, cunt already soaked before he even gives you the full thing. just the tip, in and out—like he’s got all the time in the world to ruin you.

"shit, look at that," joel mutters, voice thick with that slow southern drawl, eyes glued to where he’s teasing you. "barely even started, and you're already drippin’."

your hips twitch, chasing more, but he just tsks under his breath, pinning you down with one big hand on your belly.

"nuh uh. you stay still f’me. wanna feel you fall apart slow."

he sinks in deeper this time, stretching you open inch by inch like he’s carving himself into your body, your breath catching on a sob.

"that’s it, sweetheart. takin’ it so well. made for me, huh?"

"joel—please," you whimper, desperate, already clenching around him like your body’s trying to pull him in deeper.

"please what?" he grins, all cocky and breathless. "please fuck me? please fill me up? use your words, baby, c’mon."

you nod fast, eyes glassy. "wanna feel it—feel you cum inside. need it, joel."

he groans, deep and rough, like he’s trying not to lose it too soon. his pace quickens, hips slamming into you hard enough to bruise, filthy wet sounds filling the room.

"gonna fill this pretty cunt up so fuckin’ good," he growls. "make ya mine. feel me for days, baby."

you can’t even speak anymore, just moan his name over and over, tears slipping down your cheeks as you cum hard, body shaking.

joel doesn’t stop—just keeps going, chasing his own release, one hand wrapped tight around your throat now, gentle but firm.

"cum for me again," he pants. "fuckin’ take it."

and you do—again and again, until your body’s a trembling mess and he’s spilling deep inside you, low groan in your ear as he fills you to the brim.

"there it is," he breathes, thumb brushing your cheek. "look at that—took every drop. such a good fuckin’ girl."

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thank you for reading. reblogs & feedback appreciated.

[nadeshikogf]

・*。chii-tan~ ♡ (*´ω`*)

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[gatohojal]

cate_dral⎯⎯✿⠀ ♪⠀⠀♪ de 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜˳˳ ï๑

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀（''ᴗ‸ᴗ）10月 ◞ ྀི◟ ͜ ׁ ˙ ◞ ❤︎ ⠀

[xurory]

WHINEY men who are extremely verbal in bed !! he can't help but let out his lustful moans whenever you ride him until he's absolutely fucked into oblivion :3 the way your cute lil' pussy wraps around his cock as he watches your tits bounce up n down. he's just soooo loud, and it's all for uuu <3 it's not everyday he gets to feel you like this, so he'd most likely go insane and whine under the slightest of your touch. "ngh... don't stop, please. keep goin-" you'd shut him up by shoving his face on your boobs :p his cutest whines would come out when you hop off his lap and suck his hardened cock. like, how could he not !? your mouth felt so heavenly and the way you suckle on his tip? makes him crave for u even more.

AVENTURINE, gepard, CAELUS, dan heng / KAZUHA, XIAO, thoma, LYNEY, kaveh, VENTI / ISAGI, chigiri / YUTA, megumi, GOJO / your faves !! :3

[thesmallersnow]

⋆⭒˚.⋆Quand le Directeur n'est pas là ( les acteurs dansent )⋆.˚⭒⋆

> ACT 5 [ it's over. ]

Loop says they try not to look the Fighter's way, and that he's never going to see them anyway, so it doesn't matter. Well... What happens when he does look their way?

First | Previous | [ The curtains have closed. ]

[serafisolaris]

[zu-is-here]

sweet dreams  happy dreamtale anniversary!

[3/5] Dream & Nightmare by jokublog

[jellicatty]

⭑.ᐟ E-SEX WITH YOUR ONLINE LOSER BOYFRIEND! NANAMI

Your online loser boyfriend Nanami that almost choked on his sixth ramen noodles of the day when you first suggested the idea of online sex. Because, how the hell did you guys go from playing genshin together to late night discord calls to sexting?

Nanami's shocked with how things came to be. But honestly, he's been wanting to see what lies further your promiscuous profile picture.

Even though separated by a screen, Nanami gives in easily. When you first got to do it with him, he was blushing madly and constantly apologized for the choppy signal. Plus, this grown loser was DROOLING when you gave him a small peek of your boobs.

However, as time goes by, this emo discord moderator starts to get confident. He's now fully showing his erect cock on screen, silently proud at his size when he elicited a cute little gasp from you.

Nanami can't admit he's addicted, but god damn does he now want to have e-sex everyday. looseeeerrrr ｡ﾟ(TヮT)ﾟ｡

[whisperingdaze]

❝ MY GIRL ❞

⛧𓂃 dean winchester x fem!reader

428 words ノ fluff

summary ⨾ dean winchester can’t stop thinking about you. your constantly running through his head, from the moment he met your gaze .

dean winchester is obsessed with you.

from the moment he saw you, he couldn’t take his eyes off you. you were so beautiful to him. he was always sneaking glances at you when you weren’t looking, always making sure his girl was okay.

he cared so much for you, you were like an angel that walked into his life unexpectedly. you were this beam of happiness and love that made dean’s life better. he wasn’t going to let any harm come towards you even if it meant he was the one who ended up hurt.

he was so happy when you told him you loved him, dean didn’t exactly know what to do apart from carefully hold your face in his hands like you were porcelain and would break at the slightest movement. then he kissed you with such love and tenderness that made you smile into the kiss. from then on, he felt like the luckiest guy in the world.

he was so gentle with you.

always putting your needs and wants before his own, no matter the occasion. dean just wanted to make sure his sweet girlfriend was happy.

dean would open doors for you and pull out chairs for you, always making sure you never had to do it yourself. constantly offering to pay for every meal and buying flowers for you whenever he could.

dean would forever spoil you with whatever money he had, he showered you in affection wherever you guys went. he would tell you that your the most precious and valuable thing to ever walk this earth to him, he made sure you knew that. always.

he loved seeing how your face instantly softens when he tells you that he loves you, he loved how your smile was so bright whenever you saw him. dean felt pure bliss when he was with you. you were his girl.

his heart ached whenever you weren’t with him, he felt like a part of him was missing. dean felt whole with you. he felt spending forever with you, was truly never going to be enough for him.

dean felt safe with you, he felt content for first time in forever . he could be himself around you and never have to put a wall between you and him. you were his everything.

he didn’t know what love truly was till he stumbled on you in a bar. from the first time you met him and till the present day, your gaze would always soften whenever you looked at him. it held no anger, sadness or betrayal.

just love.

[frozrowan]

[abyssyby]

sylus finding himself idling— waiting for his order @ a restaurant, sitting in the back of a car otw to a location, held for ransom in an underground cage, u name it— bored out of his mind or with no phone signal so he just kinda sits there and scrolls through his photos app. once empty now just filled with organized folders of your candid & noncandid photos. he loves to sort as much as he loves to hoard, ok, it brings him peace.

simply named albums:

eating 📂 and its photos of you and food, taking a bite. holding out a fork, a spoon, a wrapper, chopsticks of food for him to try with an excited glint in your eye. him feeding you. you grimacing at the odd orders, deciphering if they're good or not. pointing excitedly at food trucks and menus ("let's try that! let's try this!"). your face in a >0< bc your overeager self inhaled something too hot. looking up at him with crumbs on your cheeks, brightcolored dye-stained lips. blurred photos of you trying to kiss him with icing on your lips, reaching out to make a mess of him too.

sleeping 📂 and its you wrapped around his bicep dozed off. you on his chest snoozin. your closed eyes peeking out of the duvet with the slowly coloring sky through the window behind you. you drifting away during a car ride, hand in his, lips slightly parted. cold morning cuddles. selfies of grumpy you in the middle of the night with him in the backdrop hogging the blanket (you sent them to him to see in the morning because you never remember being upset when you wake up). VIDEOS of your sleep talking— and his tiny chuckles and comments ("adorable" as your hiss about ratatouille, smoothing out the crease between your brows with his thumb "grumpy grumpy dove", massaging the joint under your ear as you tense your jaw "mm, might hurt in the morning"). most of the photos are taken from the front camera, often with his cut off fond smile and soft eyes in the corner.

shopping 📂 and its you at the store picking out fruits, sneaking sweets in the cart. your back in a gorgeous outfit as you stare at jewels and protocores in glass. trying out the strangest things to get a chuckle out of him ("whats this now?", "fampire teef"— got him!). at the festivals holding up two lanterns with a distressed look on your face (you cant choose). at the shops with two coats, a helpless look in your eyes (you cant choose). you at the check out with a shy smile as you hand the cashier his black card (he bought everything).

kittens (and more) 📂 and AAAA its a video of you at meow cafe slamming down a kitty card with a wayyy too competitive look on your face. you crouched on the side of the road feeding stray cats. you at a bird sanctuary with eyes half-closed, a bright smile on your face as the birds make a nest in your hair. you and a giant dog you cooed at in the park ("sy, sy! take our photo, please please. his name is kujo!"). you mid-scream as a rat runs by your feet. you with lions for some reason? (bonus, you on the couch with his large body atop yours, head on your belly as you watch TV and pet his ears that one time he got kitty cursed via ‘Luke sent from my iPhone’)

us 📂 and its you and him. your selfies where hes frowning at something out of frame and youre 😄✌️. when he has his arm around you as you walk, his eyes forward but you’ve decided to snap a bright-eyed photo. selfies you take from a low angle as youre bored out of your mind during an auction, he smiles fondly to appease you. selfies in the dim of movie night with him in his glasses and fluffy hair and you wrapped up in your giant blanket-poncho. selfie of you kissing his cheek while he sleeps. mirror selfies of u in facemasks & matchy headbands. your HANDS, with your RINGS, intertwined with his fingers. creating, presenting (craft, art, music, a reloaded weapon, a flower, a bug, a silly rubber band shape you were so proud to show him). playing with the hem of his jacket. nail photos you send him after an appointment?? saved. candid photos of you two bickering and then immediately after flirting airdropped by the twins (captioned "gross." via 'Keiran sent from my iPhone'). and countless photos of him kissing your hair as youre taking the picture— one for each season— dusted with snow, trees and flowers in full bloom behind you, sweaty and against the light in the summer heat, and you tucked in his coat as the orange leaves dance above you in the wind.

he scrolls, a stupid little smile on his face, until his food arrives. until his car comes to a stop. until you’re breaking down the metal bars of his prison, sweaty and breathless and worried and beautiful, to save him.

(he takes a photo of that last image too, saving it to the general ‘beloved’)

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