#HAWT..

[faeyuh]

cant wait for a new era of alastor being a tumblr sexyman and the pounds of fanfic that i'll read every word of once hazbin hotel comes out on prime

[satyr-hole]

Hot tip: edging with your mutuals is extremely good for your self esteem

[softiepedrito]

King of my fucking heart

[6ronze]

TATTOOIST?

꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ — l&ds character : sylus format : short scenarios/HC warnings : nsfw. mdni. clothed fingering. orgasm denial. some inaccurate terms probably. fem!reader. reader already has some other tattoos on her. long story short : tattooist!sylus thoughts notes : sylus is a normal man here so no wanderers, no Onychinus, only Linkon City

tattooist!sylus that would start picking up doing tattoos because of a friend that was short on workers. He never had any interest in the art but became good at it anyway due to his undeniably stable and skilled hands. tattooist!sylus who would come in early to set up the place to his liking—all the equipment, the furniture, he would readjust it all until the friend who recruited him would wonder who really owned the place.

tattooist!sylus that would wouldn’t bother greeting the customers, merely paying them an acknowledging look before asking what type of tattoo they wanted on them. If it was an intricate design, he wouldn’t shy away from being their artist since he trusted himself more enough for the task.

tattooist!sylus that would lead you in to a room with a portable bed shifted to a chair after seeing the design you wanted on your lower back. All the while you sat on it facing the backrest, lifting your shirt up above your stomach. As you shifted on the seat comfortably, tattooist!sylus was getting ready the needles and tattoo gun, putting on his gloves and subtly stealing glances your laid up body, appreciating the curve of your ass that was enough to steal his attention for longer than intended.

tattooist!sylus that sits on a separate stool facing your back, prepping your skin before starting to draw on your delicate skin. Usually with his stable hand, he didn’t need more than a hand and the other to wipe the excess ink—but this time, he decided to put his free hand to use.

tattooist!sylus that would place his left hand on your hip while the other continued to draw on your skin, the texture of the black latex glove on your skin making you shift your head slightly. You could feel it, his fingers running over your stomach and his thumb gently pressing your back. His hold on your hip along with the subtle stinging pain of the needle puncturing your skin rapidly made you confused on which sensation to focus on, making you confused if the subtle rub your thighs were because of the friction of grinding against the bed, or if it was because of his hand that kept moving from your hips, to your thighs, then ultimately to the curve of your back.

tattooist!sylus that would start small talk between the process of tattooing you, only knowing how to start it by teasing the other tattoos he sees on your body. tattooist!sylus that would subtly flirt with you, not hiding how he wants to get in your panties by briefly hooking his gloved finger over the waistband on your pants, his crimson eyes gleaming at the sight of your panties.

tattooist!sylus that would ask if you liked the pain, or the numbness. He didn’t mention the specifics, didn’t mention what caused pain, only if you liked pain.

tattooist!sylus that would wrap your freshly made tattoo on your lower back and utter a praise in a low voice, his hands moving to hold each side of your hips, calling you a good girl for taking all that pain without as much as a whine—though he had to mention he didn’t miss the way your back arched when his needled pierced certain areas of your skin.

tattooist!sylus that would lean in close to you, asking why you haven’t any effort to move and get off the bed even when he was done with you. He would dismiss your reasoning to blame him for trapping you. tattooist!sylus that would start kissing up your spine, his tongue poking out to taste your skin along your other tattoos scattered on your back until he reached your lifted shirt, his hands moving to take off the gloves and start slithering them around your body, his fingers skimming over your stomach until they reached your tits, cupping them in his big hands to fondle and tease you about them.

tattooist!sylus that would make you press up against the backrest of the bed further until you had your ass spread and on display for him, your pants running lower due to your parted legs. tattooist!sylus that shift closer to you, hands now sliding downwards to cup your the flesh of your ass, whispering to you about how soft you felt in his hand, and cruelly chuckling underneath his breath when he saw how much it affected you.

“Don’t tell me that was all it took to get you riled up, pretty girl?” would be what he would say when he noticed how your thighs twitched in response to his touches. He’d lean in by your ear to tell you all about how you felt in his hand as he moved it lower until he cupped your cunt, his middle finger sliding over your folds to rub your slit, and find your clit too. If he did, he’d keep his crimson eyes fixated on you the entire time, his bigger frame looming from behind you, making you hyper-aware of his presence that was both intimidating and intoxicating.

“Let’s see what kind of noise you make when I..” he would trail off by your earlobe before pressing his finger up your clothed cunt, loving how the fabric stopped him from truly penetrating you but lenient enough to give you a taste of it. He revelled in the sight of your parted lips that quickly closed after exhaling that sexy moan between your breaths.

tattooist!sylus that would keep teasing your damp pussy until your fluids made his fingers wet, refusing to give you permission to move from your position despite your complaints about your numbing legs. He would just dismiss it in a laugh, praising you in satisfaction and wanting to keep on making a mess out of you with his fingers to make your legs weaker—since it gave you the side effects that made you feel like he was fucking you even if he wasn’t.

tattooist!sylus that would never let you cum even when your sobbing and clawing onto the bed, mumbling out whatever excuse that came at the top of your now mushed mind. Other customers could walk in on them, a colleague of his would catch them—all of those excuses fell to deaf ears. To him and his hardened cock, the only thing that had his care and attention at the moment was you—and your fluttering heat that couldn’t stop clenching around the tips of his fingers, begging, pleading him to pull your pants down and penetrate you properly. But he won’t do it—you haven’t earned it yet.

[a-typical-nightowl]

chikn nuggit has been on the mind

[justice-artblog]

Had some thoughts bout the current Chikn Nugget arc and i feel like Hawt Saus might be the ticket to breaking the Chikn outta his head.

I dunno, just a thought :3

Also posted on Twitter to @ the creators since they aren’t on Tumblr XD

[kingsmoot]

makes me sad actually that alicent's disgust and resentment of her children (forced on her by her best friend's father/her rapist four times before she even turned 20) is such a rich narrative vein and how beautifully she loves and hates them all and how she carries on her father's and her husband's abuse and she cannot stop she cannot help herself and rhaenyra who watched her mother die in agony after a decade of painful life threatening pregnancies and then watched her best friend turned into royal breeding stock and swore to her beloved uncle that she would never be sentenced to death via her marital bed just pops out six children no problem and loves and cuddles them and is a good patient mama and they all die one after the other like single use makeup wipes and she's like that's ok ☺️ CAN YOU GUYS PLEASE START WRITING FOR MY GIRL AGAIN HELLO CAN ANYONE HEAR ME YOU FORGOT ABOUT MY GIRL. HELLO??? GUYS??? poking rhaenyra with a stick DO SOMETHING???

[kokotwounite]

sorry for being an absent dad i was busy with all the dads in town

[ackerbabezzz]

So yall telling me yall saw this FINE ASS MAN and there are barely any fics surrounding this gorgeous specimen to find.

[imacyborgbut]

no guillotine could ever take away the head i would give him

[isamovingon]

[240721] ISA — Cheeky Icy Thang (@ Gayo Daejeon)

[dinoserious]

can you tell ive been in a certain mood

[faeriesaar]

Mephistopheles, the Noble Knight

[ghostsofharrenhal]

"He does have a certain grace about him. Like a frantic, uncoordinated—"

"—sea slug."

[shijiujun]

Luo Yunxi, Xiao Shunyao and Fang Yilun new posters for upcoming drama 水龙吟 Shui Long Yin

[f4rlands]

she is so swag..