#anons <33

[king-of-the-mouseboys]

hot take but I'd love to worship your dick while my knees are on the cold hard floor of a pretty classic car just so you can call me motor puppy like I'm a superhero sucking your dick

-your deranged wolfie<3

hhkfjfkd me when the hot take is. h ot

[astridcookie]

you good?

hi (: i am good fairly

[reaurelynios]

I'm making my rounds and tryin to send as many of these to you mods as I can, so here!!! YOU ARE SO COOL AND AWESOME AND VERY NICE AND ALL AROUND YOU'RE WONDERFUL AND GREAT!!!! So So snazzy!!! And also very nice and lovely!!! Thanks for being so spectacularly awesome!!!! Have a wonderful day, and may that wonder spread out throughout the rest of the week!! -Randomly Positive Anon

thank you anon!! glad to hear you're enjoying the server!! you are equally snazzy yourself!!!

you have a wonderful day too, make sure to take care of yourself!!

[giginings]

hi!! your kitten sana has already settled me to follow you so im looking forward to your future drabbles :)))

omg thank u sm!! hopefully they don't disappoint ^_^

[lazylittledragon]

I remember you said you like when people notice the details in your art so:

I'm completely fine over Astarion's face being all scrunched and concentrated looking at his painting and then when Kit comes into frame he COMPLETELY SOFTENS. By fine I mean destroyed. Perfect no notes.

!!! i just think him being able to love and be loved is neat

[nottsangel]

art cums the second u slap him for the first time when ur on top

he moans and begs u to hit him harder and degrade him for being such a fucking loser ughhhhhhh

warnings: smut 18+, riding, creampie, face slapping, degradation

it’s only been a few minutes but art already has to bite his swollen lip in order not to cum at the sight of you rolling your hips on top of him, tits bouncing up and down. the sounds of moans fill the room— not yours though, but his, coupled with a string of curse words and your name repeatedly spilling from his mouth.

“baby, ‘m gonna— ‘m gonna cum s-“ art begins but his face abruptly meets the palm of your hand, slapping him on the cheek and leaving a red mark on his skin as a whimper leaves his lips. “you gonna cum already? fuck, you’re so useless art.” you hiss, not even near your own orgasm yet as your hips increase in pace, nails digging into his chest.

“harder, p-please.” art pleads, causing you to furrow your brows. “what?” “i— i want you to slap me again, please, baby.” you scoff at his desperation, feeling a surge of power as you gaze down at him— his blue eyes barely open, his plump lips parted, and his blonde hair clinging to his forehead, sweat trickling down his flushed face.

“so fuckin’ pathetic.” you sneer with a condescending tone before sticking your fingers into his mouth and forcing him to suck on them, “god, you’re such a fucking loser” you remove your spit-drenched digits from his mouth and drag his own saliva over his face, making a mess everywhere before your palm strikes his face with force once more, but even harder this time, the stinging sensation through his skin igniting a feeling of ecstasy throughout his entire body.

“oh my fucking god” art moans with his eyes closed before you suddenly feel a familiar pool of warmth deep inside of you, his hands tightly gripping your hips with all their might. “poor thing, couldn’t hold it any longer, huh?” he merely hums in response, unable to form any coherent sentences as he comes down from his high.

“‘m so sorry, baby. just… feels too fuckin’ good.” he murmurs, chest heaving up and down before you speed up again, bouncing up and down on his cock as his warm sperm drips down the insides of your thighs. hitched breaths escape his mouth as his brows knit together and his muscles tense from the intense overstimulation he’s experiencing. “so you’re sorry, huh? then shut the fuck up and help me cum.”

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[kimtaegis]

♪ Happy birthday, dear Min Yoongi ♪

[meulinn]

may we see a nice trezzy in these trying times?

Old terepy

[neuvistar]

HI MARYSE thinkin' about tattoo!artist blade who thinks of ur whole body as a brand new delicate canvas for him, pretty tattoos going from ur breasts to your womb, and of course it's never without his " watermark " ( it's his name in mandarin ) on ur thigh<3 thinking about the way he's so proud of his works that he can't keep his hands to himself when he's (finger)fucking you

❝ HIS PRIZED POSSESSION. ❞ signed. blade . wc. 809 .

— featuring ┊tattoo artist!blade x fem!reader

— warnings / content warnings ┊all consensual! not proofread. TATTOO ARTIST BLADIE TATTOO ARTIST BLADIE!!!!, established relationships, v4ginal fingering, cunilingus, use of nicknames, feminine terms used, jus a TAAAAD bit of pussydrunk!bladie ♡ | 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒? @yngxing

— a/n ┊ANON U ARE SOOOOAURRE SMART. i loved this ask a little TEWWWW much that i decided 2 make a small fic out of it >:) THANK U 4 SENDING ME THIS… YUMMERS. (also… it’s been so long so i’m sorry 4 the VERY late response this is insane)

it’s no doubt that you were blade’s favourite customer, of course! you were his girlfriend! but yet, it shows in his works and the way he treats you. he can’t help it, really.. who wouldn’t be fond of someone as pretty as you? your body was delicate—it was worth worshipping in his eyes, it’s safe to say that it’s hard for him not to lose control. your perfect body was a sight to behold, blessing his eyes with newfound lust and pride. as he leaned in, his hands released your thighs as he dropped to his knees before you, his dark gaze burning with desire as he yanked your sundress up, baring you completely. blade admired his past work, absorbing the beauty of the tattoo on your breast, his initials over your womb, and his name over your thigh. “hmph. take those panties off and lift your skirt up more. i can't be doing this with your clothes on.” blade instructed, his brows furrowed as he pulled you towards his face. “don’t be shy now. it’ll be better to mark you as mine this way.” he bowed his head forward, his tongue flicking against your clit, the sensation sending shockwaves through your body.

"bladie!” you cried out in pleasure, hands fisting in his long dark hair. your boyfriend lapped at your drenched cunt, sparing no mercy as he drove you to the edge.. your back arching off the chair. the scent of his dominance and need fills the air, the heat between you both was thick and palpable. blade’s hand drifts to the side of your thigh, his thumb brushing over your skin through your dress. he growled against your pussy, the sound low and demanding. your face scrunched at the sounds of slurping and sucking from below; your hips arching to meet his tongue. “good.. so good.” blade suckled on your swollen folds like a starved man, feeling it pulse beneath his lips. he could sense the heat radiating from your core, making his own desire grow even stronger. his wet muscle flicked and circled, your moans growing louder and more desperate with each stroke.. it would be unfortunate if another customer walked in on this.

“pretty." he whispered, a wicked expression spreading across his face. and with that, he dove back in, his tongue plunging deep within you. his thumb toyed with your bud, the sensitive nub pulsing in response to his touch. letting out a rough guttural moan, his hands released your thigh to caress the tattoo on your womb, admiring his work once more as the ache in his groin grew more intense with each passing second. “mine.. mine.” sweat glistened on your bodies as you moved together, the room filled with the sounds of your sounds of pleasure. blade was determined to make you feel every ounce of ecstasy and pride he had in his body. he wanted this, he wanted to claim you.. show just how—proud he is of his work.

“.. can you take my fingers?” he asked you suddenly, his voice muffled against your cunt. “these fingers that have worked tirelessly to show everyone you belong to me.” his words are a mix of semi-praise and tease, his fingers spreading your lips open, watching as the slickness coats his digits. he’s enjoying this, the control he has over your body, the way you respond to his touch. “these tattoos.. are staying here forever.” his finger slid inside, stretching you completely wide. he loved this part, making you helplessly needy for his touch. blade knew he could take your body to the edge and back, control you completely.. a slow, sensual invasion meant to calm your nerves and ground you in the here and now. his eyes locked on your face, gauging your reactions and facial expressions. fuck, he knew you hated this combination. you hated that stupid combination of his fingers and his tongue, knowing it’ll make you cum quicker than usual.

blade couldn't get enough of you. no matter how many times he’d touch you, draw tattoos on you, kissed you, it was never enough for him. he wanted more, and he demanded for more. he could cover your entire body up with tattoos for all he cares! his talented tongue delved deeper, flicking and teasing your heat mercilessly. blade absolutely delighted in making you squirm, taking pleasure in your moans and whimpers… you were overwhelmed with everything, especially when blade’s fingers slipped in and out so easily like this. it was almost impressive. he hummed appreciatively at your wetness, a testament to how much you craved his touch.

“so wet.” blade muttered against your pussy, his voice thick with lust. "every touch, every kiss, every orgasm, it all belongs to me. no one else gets to enjoy your sweet body like this.”

…

“especially with my name signed on your womb.”

[devotion-disorder]

Please, PLEASE tell me they’d praise and dote on/care for us.

If so, I’d totally be willing to stay there, lol.

oh, i'm sure there's more than enough of that to go around. I imagine that elves (and other non-human races) may have a fetishized image of humans as much as we do for them. Or at least that's how it is in the Devo Cinematic Universe because i said so.

Elves tend to be a little...snooty. If your race lived practically forever, is naturally attuned to magic and come from historic lineages of powerful ancestors you'd have a bit of a superiority complex too. In comparison, humans are just so very fascinating: they live life with a vigor and urgency that elves will never truly grasp. Their intellect will never compare to that of the elves, their strength to orcs/demons, their senses to the beastfolk...but there is something so charming about this haplessness. So why don't you just relax and let them take care of you, as their personal little pet for the time being? What I'm saying is, they would most definitely dote on you – to a nauseating degree, and there is something so unmistakably patronizing about it. afterall, you just can't do anything without their help, can you?

[king-of-the-mouseboys]

[Sorry I took so long, I literally had to wrangle some chickens and ended up passing out but I'm here now and I hope you enjoy this idea brought on by vampire/cowboy post :] I've never actually written vampire-related-anything so please lemme know if there's something you didn't like, or if I crossed any boundaries! /genuine]

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After your surgery, I'm practically beaming at how proud of you I am that you've made it this far, and gone through this step in your transition. I'm always encouraging you to drink water when you get home, giving you kisses anytime I come back inside from working around the house, curling up on the couch to watch movies so you don't get lonely with not being able to do much.

But I can't help it. I can see it in the tubes and smell it in your bandages, the iron-tinged scent thats making me yearn even though I know better than to ask for it, especially when you're recovering. It would be wrong... right?

That is until you've wiped my mind one evening on the couch, coherent thoughts hardly there when you're kissing me and eagerly biting at my lips. Making me whimper as you grind down on the bulge in my jeans, whispering about all the filthy, rough things you want me to do to you, knowing full well I won't while you're healing. That I'm too gentle when it comes to you.

I try to reason with you that you can ride me, just steadily thrusting into you from below. That we can just do that and keep you comfortable, and at first you seem very happy with the idea. Letting me pull my cock out of my pants and tenderly helping you out of your shorts so that I can line us up.

But you don't give me any signal. No nod or go ahead. Just staring at me with devious intent as I realize with dread that you're not going to give me permission. I whine and rub the tip against your entrance in a desperate attempt to sway you, 'please, please, I need you' tumbling from my mouth so easily.

But then you tilt your head back, and give me a wicked smile. "Then bite. I know the way you've been looking at me, so go ahead."

We both know this you trying to get me to go harder on you, and unfortunately for me, it's working. I'm suddenly realizing how dry my mouth is, and your skin looks so soft...

I hesitate but lean forward anyways, slowly pushing my fangs against your neck. I try to convince myself the age old "just the tips" but the second I taste you on my tongue, all sense clouds over and my mind is foggy with the image of you, my bite completely sinking in.

Hearing you cry out a breathy "Yes!" is all I need to grab your hips and push you down onto my cock, growling into your shoulder. Lifting you up and down at my own pace, nipping new marks carelessly into your skin to lick up more invaluable blood. Hungrily kissing you and smearing red all over you lips, just desperate to feel any bit of you. Breeding you full, over and over again, until it's just spilling out because you could hold no more. Delirous to know that you're all mine, and no one elses.

By the time I've come back from my infatuation, you're slumped against me, tired and overstimulated, and I'm rubbing circles in your back mindlessly. Before I'd let you fall asleep, I'd help clean up and bandage your new wounds, constantly telling you to drink water to help resupply yourself. Wrapping you up in a blanket and letting you get some well needed sleep.

- 💗

HJGJFHDHDHDJHMFH????? oh wow i am. thinking thoughts.

first of all lovely writing and I am kissing you on the mouth for it thank you

second of all. UM LITERALLY NEED THIS??? getting bit and railed PLUS the sweetness??? the aftercare???? gorgeous incredible amazing breathtaking

overall. brain thoroughly melted this is so hot. thank you sweet anon I am literally going to make out with you

(I hope you don’t mind me putting this up!! it’s VERY good writing I am <333 over it, BUT I will private the post if u prefer it, let me know mwah)

[guzhufuren]

Meet You At The Blossom + text posts (pt. 5/9)

bonus:

[reaurelynios]

*eats ur art and runs away giggling*

hope you had a good meal :D

[giginings]

you shld 100% post the links. It feels weird being an anon i rlly rather it be non-anon but my acc is messy and im setting up i wanna make a good 1st appearance 😔💔

omg ok links coming soon. and also DW AB IT!! first appearances are very very important so i get it !!

[callieisto]

I need every thought on Sam Winchester you have STAT bc u are SO correct he is SUCH a munch to the point I think he forgets about the rest of sex sometimes like he just wants to make you feel good AAAAAA

HE DOES FORGET ABOUT THE REST OF SEX!!!! He will literally be down there until you remind him that he, like, actually also enjoys being taken care of.

I don’t think he’s that into receiving oral (he won’t turn you down, but he would much rather do something else!), but I think he looooooooooves seeing you covered in his cum.

He has a breeding kink too but I think he likes to finish on your stomach/chest first and then go a second round because his refractory period is a bit shorter than most AND he is the king of overstim. On you, on him, he doesn’t care, if you’re having a good time he’s having a good time!

Younger Sam especially, though, I think is more adventurous? If that makes sense. He’ll finger you in a graveyard for a quickie or eat you out in the hotel room or, on one very very memorable occasion, bend you over the hood of whatever car he can find and fuck you real good!!! Older Sam wants to keep that all to himself but he would definitely make you ride his thigh if he was lounging in the library/living room of the bunker and everyone else was out.

Iiiiiiii don’t think he necessarily enjoys being called anything other than his name or ‘baby’/‘babe’ etc.? I think hearing you say his name boosts his ego a lot in bed, in that breathy tone when he’s getting ready to push inside.

Sam only uses condoms if he’s having a one night stand or he doesn’t want to make a mess (or, if you can get pregnant and you’re not on the pill. He doesn’t want to bring a baby into… you know. All of that. But he DOES want a baby he wants a baby real bad and I think that after the events of the show he FUCKS YOU LIKE HE WANTS YOU PREGNANT! Breeding kink king I fear 😔)

He talks to you real sweet I think! All up in your guts and cooing at you like “oh, I know you can take it, baby, you have before, haven’t you?” “So pretty, so fucking pretty, love you so much, angel.” “You’re so pretty when you take me all the way in. Can you feel me in there? I’m riiiiiight abouttttt… here…” and then he presses down on your stomach with a little giggle.

The KING of giggly sex I fear, he wants to giggle and kiss you breathless and play wrestle you for dominance and then kiss you slow while he worships you the way you deserve

Sam Winchester the man that you are…

[c7arisse]

I ABSOLUTELY ADORE YOUR ART STYLE i think i've spent over like ten minutes just staring at some of your reonagi art because it is just breathtaking

if your requests are still open, could i request some bachisagi for the soul 👐👐👐

ofc you can have some bachisagi!