#OOGA BOOGA OOGA BOOGA

[allswellinthiswell]

did u guys hear the news omg

[gazpachito]

This was a fun one, pls marvel bring back their shenanigans!! Requested by @ooga-94-booga <3

[spooky-month-archive]

2025 New Year artwork and doodles

[toungetwisterthree]

Yet another frame

He looks like he’s taking something gross from a kid

[goopus]

They should’ve stayed like this.

[atlas-washere]

"today I'll be talking about one of humanity's biggest fears...."

A JOB!!!!!

[silentgrim]

new hoe man in town!

[cokoweee]

Yeah why not. Slapping this here

[thedarkzyxabyss]

Singing in a language not of this place, but of home…

(Weird Fun Fact: but all my characters are associated with an instrument ^^)

[matlab-exe]

abums

[spampai]

Gossip~

This contrast is funny

Oh i added bonnie cause hes a performer, blue (kinda), has two sets of eyes and bcs i want to

[spooky-month-archive]

Ooga Booga sketches and frames from the Hollow Sorrows end credits jumpscare

[saltmonellas]

sammy in heat <3

[kagami-kyosuke]

Collecting these guys as if they're infinity stones

It doesn't help that half of these guys are gay or had attraction towards the same sex but

Anyways I'll run away now bye

[johnsbunny]

BITEME BITEMEBITEMEBITMEBITEEEEEMEEE

bitemeeeeBITME

Ss by me :3

[skyrim-forever]

WIP Wednesday

My dudes, it is Wednesday again :) Thanks so much to @hircines-hunter @silly-little-diary and @labskeever for the tags <3

Tagging: @theoneandonlysemla @pocket-vvardvark @dirty-bosmer @thequeenofthewinter @heavy-metal-dick @sanzas-reverie

@firefly-factory @scholarlyhermit @lucien-lachance @captain-of-silvenar @moriche @pyre-of-pages @sunsettemplar @v1ctory-or-sovngarde

@ladytanithia @friend-of-giants @umbracirrus

I got very little beading done last week but it's Work-in-Progress Wednesday, not Make-Lots-of-Progress Wednesday. Think I may need to take from it for a bit, also got some other things I want to work on in life rn.

But i have had more writing ideas, specifically I've been yearning for early Theomar, Theomar who are just there to have a good time ;) This is a snippet from Theodora's first trip to Markarth for a dick appointment TO SEE HIM <3 Under the cut because they are being horny and gross <3

“Take it off me then.” 

“I could cut it off you, that would provide us even more time.” His fingers make contact with the stitching along the burgundy dress, the fabric smooth as they run down. “Bring the knife down along this seam.”

“As much as I’d like to leave here in nothing but my smallclothes, this is my favourite dress…” Favourite? She wore her favourite to see me? This question does not get more than a passing thought as the tips of her nails make contact with his face. The hand on his uniform grabbing his cheek instead, tracing small circles along his jawline leaving him near lightheaded at the gentle touch. “And I don’t think that’d be a very good look for you, now would it?” Thinking about the scandal of it all has him smirking. Here leaving his quarters in such a state of undress, whatever could he say? His arousal has long grown and it is evident all blood has rushed there when he figures out exactly what he would say, regardless of how improper the answer would be to the Ambassador: She asked if Altmer were superior in every way so I offered a demonstration. That was part of the appeal of being with her, not only was she charming, forward, beautiful for a human, there was also the forbidden aspect. They shouldn’t be here, shouldn’t have had that dalliance in Solitude; while he was there on Dominion business no less, not that he had any other reason to go to the capital. Furthermore he shouldn’t have even spoken to her but the combined efforts of wine, loneliness, and a bountiful amount of cleavage, societal norms can be forgotten. 

And forget them he most certainly does now. Forgo the customs around partial nudity as well as the ones around relations with lesser races, beliefs in which in theory he supported. An incredibly difficult thing to advocate against with the same bountiful amount of flesh at his eye level, appearing even larger as she is leaning in. There is an effort to not completely stare, float his eyes between her own and the sight of her tits to have the illusion that Ondolemar was not as wanting as he was. The Thalmor is unable to tell whether it his eye contact that does it or what he can imagine to be the hungry look in his eyes, whichever of the two matters not as Theodora lifts the floor length woolen dress over her head. Taking in the curve of her hips, the fullness of her chest making his hands open immediately, ready to discover which motions would earn him the most delicious of sounds, the Commander fails to notice that Theodora was not even wearing any smallclothes.