#men anatomy hard

[nuitthegoddess]

Malleus is at it agaaaaaain and wearin the new twst maylaclassic high heels~ 😏

[amiinkles]

Dumb idiots being stupid

Based off this post

Also the speedpaint because watch till the end

[sisaloofafump]

POV: it’s lunchtime, Wednesday, January 4th, 2007. You’ve been beaten black and blue by a sports cult. She’s trying to hide your bandages. You wonder if she blames you for her boyfriend’s death. You should ask her. The memorial banner was put up today. You… you keep your mouth shut.

[maerynarts]

besties that slay together stay together (real) (not fake)

[shoesofthefishermanswife]

bruce on a magazine for @broke-bruce-wayne

"bnbnbn vfgtr45ed73" - earl the cat

plain version under the cut:

[betarat]

Happy Valentines! Who needs a partner when I can just ship my favourite block men together?

[lienohr]

HATSUNE MIKU joined the X-Men! ❌

[hyperfixated-homo]

animation test

[gaeasun]

Sorry I had "Part of Your World" stuck in my head all day. Here's my mermay contribution

[el-im]

cosmetic hysterectomy

[lucylucius]

art summary 2023 🌟

[idiosyncraticrednebula]

I read on a character's Disney wiki page that Disney animators generally found animating male heroes to be their least favorite part of the creative process and, quite frankly, it's easy to see why. Conventionally attractive adult men are already an ASS to draw per se, so doing the exact same hard thing but in thousands of frames? That's why if you look at older cartoons and animated movies, they either aren't present at all or are there but receive mininal development and are barely on-screen. It comes down to adult men being physically more angular and sharper, and that can be quite a pain to bring to life on paper. Male symmetry isn't easy to capture on a drawing, so when you multiply that by God knows how many frames, it becomes nightmare fuel. I don't think it had anything to do with the male heroes being bland (if anything, male heroes back then were bland precisely because the difficulty of animating them so they had to tone down or cut out a whole lot of stuff with them), but what I just explained.

[kitsunebishake]

men are too frustrating to draw so I took a break and drew my friend and basically mentor's OC

it's because of her that I've come to understand art so much better and I am forever thankful 🩵

you can find her as Ka_0896 on Twitter! her art is wonderful and she almost only draws girls lol

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[wicked-violets]

TW//Suggestive.

Here’s more nakey William doodles💜

[idgie-stark]

Tell me you have never made a woman orgasm without telling me you have never made a woman orgasm.

[isamoa]

“ WHAT GETS THEM HARD! ”

jjk men x f!reader ࿐ MDNI.

ᰔ、summary. jjk scenarios on how their dicks get hard ofc

ᰔ、tags. (ft. gojo, geto, toji, choso), nsfw, female anatomy, cunnilingus, exhibitionism, sexting, masturbation, etc.

ᰔ、a/n. these are just my silly depictions. if u dont agree idgaf lol

SATORU GOJO has the dirtiest mind and the highest sex drive. his pants definitely start feeling a little tighter at the sight of you eating a popsicle or something. specifically in public. he would have no shame in it either—casually forming a smirk on his face and dropping a snarky innuendo about the way you’re eating. “can you suck me off like that when we get home?” he’d mumble from across the table, his eyes peeking out from the top of his glasses, a smirk plastered on his lips; wet from the constant licking of his tongue. your eyes widen, a small ‘pop’ sounding from your mouth when you took the frozen sweet out to gasp at the man in front of you. “gojo! are you serious?” you’d yell in a whisper, looking around to see if anyone had heard him. “you’re right,” he’d sigh, standing up from his chair to reveal the very prominent and very obvious bulge in his pants. “we should just do it now.”

SUGURU GETO on the other hand is a polite man. like satoru, he’s a real freak in the sheets—but not as shamelessly. the littlest things can get him hard for sure, but unintentionally seeing your undergarments would really get him going. like an accidental peek at your panties from under your skirt, or a shirt thats a little too see-through showing off the print on your bra. he wouldn’t say anything of course, not right away. you would just be minding your own business one minute and then he’s dragging you towards the bedroom the next. “sugu- what are you-?” you would ask in a confusing tone, craning your head to look at the said man who was now behind you—pushing your stomach up against the countertop; a single hand brought up to grope your breast while the other laid flat against your hip. “your bra is showing.” he’d let you know blankly; an attempt to distract you while his hand slid it’s way into your pants. you would look down in response to his comment, noticing that your bra was in-fact showing like he said. unfortunately for him, you also already noticed the hardon pressed against your back.

TOJI FUSHIGURO gets hard from eating pussy. simple as that. he will get embarrassingly sloppy—juices coating his face and dripping down his chin, loving every second of it while his cock slowly grows harder. emphasis on grows. and if you think for a second that he does it for your pleasure, think again. this man will eat you out purely for his enjoyment only. his eyes are closed and his hands are squeezing at your thighs—legs thrashing uncontrollably from the uncomfortable pressure in his pants that’s about to come undone. “toji- let me help you.” you’d beg with a whimper, dragging your hand from the top of his head down to his cheek when you noticed the constant shuffling of his legs and the crease in his eyebrow. he’d laugh darkly, the breathy snicker creating a hum between your core that made a whine escape from your lips. “im fine mama,” he’ll say cockily, pulling a hand away from your leg to undo his zipper. “ill cum soon, you don’t gotta do ‘nun.”

CHOSO is a needy guy. his face will turn red at a simple flirty text—but send him a slutty pic and he might just cream his pants. fully naked or dressed in lingerie, his favorite or not, he will definitely feel some pressure down below. he might ignore you for a while, uncertain on how he should reply; if he’s even able to. “fuck- couldn’t wait till i got home, could you?” he’d whine quietly, trying his best to keep his voice down from the bathroom of his office job; one hand holding the phone up to his ear while the other rushed to unbuckle his belt. “sorry cho,” you’d apologize from the other line, voice rather faint as you posed for another picture to send him. “when are you coming?” you ask doubtfully just as his phone vibrates with another notification from your contact. “now- im comin’ now baby.” he replies with a huff, phone almost slipping from his ear. “really!?” you try to clarify—much more excited than the first time. “no, i mean im cumming. right now.”