#hehehe idk

[hypnosthesubbykitty]

I just took a photo and oh my god? I have a teeny tiny lil tdick?? It's so cute????

[lylahammar]

the one perk he can't earn

[thedumb1]

[laserbobcat]

Just a cute, soft, cartooney lil aftercare comic!

Way later in their relationship.

He does bite hard too btw.

[vinestaff]

for what it's worth, i was telling the truth when I said I enjoyed working with you

[bbugspray]

Figure drawing, but make it disco~

[glossykissies]

arthur morgan loves putting you in a full nelson. truly, nothing beats it. ૮ ྀི◞͈ ˔ ◟͈ ྀིა

it’s effortless for him, the way his thick arms brace your legs against your chest, the weight of you on top of him barely a disturbance. he’d make you think it was your idea — not because he was trying to manipulate you, but because of the way he adored how you begged.

you’d been pressing him about it earlier in the week, hounding him about his sex life before he met you and what kind of ridiculous scenarios he got himself into. he had years of experience, probably sexually active before you were even born and you couldn’t help but be curious.

“well now there was this one pose, but i’m not too sure you’d like it. s’a little advanced.” he sticks his thumbs in his belt loops, leaning against the wall as he finally gives into your prodding. he thinks it’s adorable the way your brows pinch, all determined to change his mind as you rush over, standing on your toes and grabbing at him.

“oh please go on arthur. satisfy my curiosity, i beg you!” you whine and he swallows down a chuckle.

“c’mere.” he walks you to a chair and you follow without further prompting. arthur sits, before pulling you onto his lap. fully clothed, he easily lifts your legs making you gasp. calloused, weathered hands slide up the back of your legs until they were hooked under your knees, keeping them high before he mimicked the act of thrusting into you from below, jean clad crotch thudding against you softly. “a little like that. now i’m sure you can use your imagination and picture that without clothes on.” he lowers your legs and taps the side of your ass like you’re a horse. “go on now, up y’get — we got things to do today.”

as expected, you don’t forget about the conversation and demonstration, infact you’re weak in the knees for the rest of the day — clinging to his strong arm, whiny and submissive to his every calm command. you could only imagine what had got you in such a state, and arthur knew just how he’d fix it.

now in a candlelit hotel room arthur’s got you totally in the nude, holding the same leud, split open position he had you in earlier as he stuffs your cunt with his thick length.

“shh shh shh shh now.” he chides, voice warm and gravelly as he slows his thrusts to a deep and firm rhythm. “this is what you wanted, remember? begged n begged me.”

“j’st — s—so much!” you shudder, head lulling forward weakly and helplessly, glossy folds fluttering around the man who held you open.

“well you’re bein’ a very good girl. keep takin’ it, there we go.” he hums, working you toward that sweet release.

[daru-yu]

obligatory ShadowVanilla doodle for y'all :3c

[faramirsonofgondor]

Ok so I’ve seen posts talking about Bruce doing the parent thing where he mixes up his kids names but I raise you: the batkids accidentally calling each other “Mom”, “Dad”, “Bruce” etc.

Like imagine Tim helping Jason, who’s delirious with a fever, get back into bed only to hear a quiet “Thanks, mom.”

Imagine Duke working tirelessly on some case and Cass sneaking up behind him to tell him to get some rest, and when he sees her he just goes “Jesus, Bruce, you scared me!” and then just pauses, turns, and walks away.

Imagine Tim getting some sort of infection and he’s just lying on the floor, and Damian stumbles upon him and helps him onto the couch while muttering insults, and then Tim just blinks at him and whispers “Dad?” before passing out.

Imagine Damian with a bad concussion arguing with Steph, and getting more and more tense as the argument goes on before he blurts out “You are correct, Grandfather.”

It’s not just the kids either, imagine Bruce being sleep deprived and staring at the same spot on the batcomputer for ten minutes, and Dick walks up to him and tells him gently but sternly he needs to go to bed, and Bruce just goes “Ok, mom.” without a hint of sarcasm.

Imagine Alfred, whose age is beginning to catch up with him, seeing Jason’s massive figure reading silently in the library one night and going “Master Bruce, what are you doing in here…?” before freezing when he realizes his mistake.

[starscream-is-my-wife]

After finding out that he’s the sparklings father and there’s no other seeker to kill, the assassination attempts resume

[mi-olaaa]

Pretty girl.. (18+)

Fem!reader, softdom!ony, bf!ony, plussize!reader katoptronophilia, you alr know what it isss! Smut so no minors.. ofc. Enjoy!!

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“Hey. Look at me mamas.” Ony murmurs into your ear, so sweetly. Too sweetly, especially for the way his dick is curving up into your gummy walls, but you listen, looking in the floor length mirror in front of you, watching how sinfully delicious he looks to you. “Onyy— fuck, i can’t” Your whines echo around the room, your head drooping slightly.

He grabs your face by your chin, gently peppering kisses, his grip on your hips tightening for a moment, as he pounds up into your dripping cunt. "Yes you can mama, this is your dick. Take it." You swear you were gonna die when he grinned so deviously at you in the mirror, the way he lowered those pretty eyes of his at you, the way his touch has you writhing under him.

You’ve been sitting on his lap in front of this damned mirror for almost an hour, looking at him bouncing you up and down by the hips, orgasm after orgasm, and he wants you to keep looking at him?

Ony's tip was reaching spots in you that you didn't even know existed, brushing up against your cervix, eliciting moans and pants from your mouth. He nips at your neck, hand leaving your chin, snaking around to your clit, rubbing circles around the puffy folds. "Baby, Ony— ouhhh please" You could feel his slender fingers on your clit, massaging the sensitive bundle.

"Please what? Use your voice pretty girl." He looks up at the mirror, watching his cock piston in and out of your pussy, and all you could do is drool. “Haah— stop teasing me please.” The moan that ripped out of your throat was pure bliss, and before you could even say it, you were squirting over his digits, some of your arousal even splattering on the bottom of the mirror in front of you two.

The clear, warm arousal of yours had him fucking into you like a madman. Ony’s grip on your hip tightened as you spasm slightly, his fingers dripping. While he had your attention on him in the mirror, he brought his fingers to his lips, licking the taste of you off of them. “Taste so fucking good mamas, need to eat you next time.” And again with that sexy gaze of his, looking directly at you this time as you nod lazily.

The way he was digging into you so deep had you damn-near screaming his name, pussy squeezing his length like a vice, milking him for all he’s got.

“Mhm mhm baby. Look at me, do what I told you, look at me.” He croons into your ear, the hand that’s not already holding you by your hips and slamming you down onto him, wraps around your torso, massaging your lovely breasts, as you come undone again.

Your moans come out wantonly, and you’re nothing but a drooling, sticky mess for him, it almost makes him wonder if it’s because you can everything in mirror? Doesn’t matter, with the way he’s filling you so good and fucking you so fast, you’re seeing stars and panting.

It’s interesting though, the way your face contorts in pleasure in the mirror to his ministrations, the way your thick thighs jiggle when you bounce on him, the tears of pleasure streaming down your cheeks as your back arches so sinfully, it’s too much.

And all it does is make Ony groan, and lean down to capture one of your tears on his tongue. “C’mon mama, just one more. You think you can do that f’me?” He speaks, trying so sweetly to coax another orgasm out of you.

It takes almost all the power you have to find an orgasm in you, but you don’t have to do much with how attentive he is to you and your needs. Massaging and toying with your nipples, whispering praise in your ears, pushing all your buttons, just to see his pretty girl cum again, and you do. You come absolutely undone on his dick, a pretty, creamy white ring of your arousal at the base of his cock, all the while, he slows his thrusts, having cum into you more times than you both could count.

By the time the both of you have came to your senses, he finally pulls out of your pretty, fat pussy. Watching as dribbles of cum spill out of you, kissing your neck once again. “See, I knew you had one more in you, good job mama.” He murmurs into your panting skin, side-eyeing you in the mirror, and how you tremble slightly, looking like a deer in headlights, massaging your sore thighs, admiring the fat of them.

Too tired to do anything but nod and stick a lazy thumb up, you slump on his chest, relishing in how warm he is. Ony doesn’t bother with clean up right now, he’ll do it sometime later, all he currently cares about is getting you into bed, especially with the way you just fell asleep on him. He picks you up from the small of your back and the back of your knees, bridal-style, before getting off the edge of the bed.

Flicking off the main lights in your shared bedroom, leaving the ambient lights on, he climbs into bed, setting you down and covering you up, holding you as you both wind down, petting your head softly, and smoking a blunt before going to bed.

That dick really fucked his pretty girl to sleep.

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Authors note: heyyyy 🤭 ion have nun to say for once.. so imma shut my fat ass up. �� LOVE Y’ALL 🫶🏾

[kyurochurro]

✨🎸🎶 1990 PAUL!! I love this photo so much I just had to draw it!!

[thedumb1]

[soothedcerberus]

Headcanon that Raz loves to mess with his non-psychic siblings this way...the psychic version of "im not touching you"

[t1redofyourbs]

making this purely bc

@neoninglitchen

every 10 votes I will send them a photo of stonks

Tag whoever you want. I'll start

@maryland-no-rabies @duothelingo

[egonkula]

oh something was going down at the academy and it sure as hell wasn’t friendship