#naughty stuff

[differentpoetryqueen]

Get you a gf w perky natural tits👅🫶🏻

[awakening5]

The way I have been feeling this for most of my writing life but so heavily the last 7 months

when no one has written the exact fic to scratch a very specific emotional itch and you absolutely do not have time to write it yourself but you still want to read it dammit

[barb-alayna-artstuff]

Tumblr would definitely benefit from the removal of all the Red Tape…

Just say’n…

Allie & Barbie

Almost there…

There… That’s Better…

[beastliness]

you guys will never believe this shit that happened to me today

artist's rendition:

[tealeavesandthorns]

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[differentpoetryqueen]

[kitteecassee]

[hana-akari]

Sakura knew she should be stopping this. Shoving him away. But her whole body was feeling a new desire she had never felt before. It was burning her up from the inside out. Like the very flames of sin and hell were inside her. A timid squeak left her lips as his leg came to rest between her legs. Rubbing her through her dress and panties. Shooting a wave of heat through her.

“I… I don’t know…” Her voice quivered, eyes unable to even look at him.

His kisses felt so hot against her skin. Starting at her cheek, then going to her neck, forcing another sound from her. When she squirmed, it caused her to grind on his knee, sending more pleasure through her. Sakura was losing this battle fast. No amount of praying could wipe away the sin of taking a demon as her lover. But she didn’t have the strength to push him away anymore. He was breaking her down, and it was working. She chewed on her bottom lip as she felt his fingers toy with the buttons in front of her dress. One popped open. Then the next. And then the next under it was opened up just at the top of her breasts, not yet exposing them. This was more skin than anyone has seen on her,

“D-do you really adore me… Or do you o-only adore the idea of taking me f-from god?”

The small nun’s strength was leaving her. Originally, she felt so powerful and confident that she could fight against this demon’s wants and desires but now… Now she felt weak and hot. Her panties were wet against his knee, making her cheeks flush a darker shade of red. She has never experienced sexual desire before. It was such an overwhelming feeling that made her want to hide away from it but he had her trapped tight against the door. All she could do was face the pleasure he offered. Feel how her body was giving in to his touch. Another small moan left her trembling lips. Her hips moved against his knee trying to put out the flames of desire that built up between her legs but all it was resulting in, is making her want him more,

“W-what will happen to me, once you’re through with me? W-will I be damned to hell? B-become a monster too?” Her voice trembled but she spoke as if this was going to happen now. She was no longer fighting him but it was clear she feared the uncertainty. Sakura knew after that, she could not remain a nun. She didn’t know what else to be. She was born and raised into this life and he was taking it away in one fatal swoop. Opening the doors of pleasure to her. Pleasure she was too weak to deny any longer. Her body was screaming to be touched. To be filled. The forbidden flames were overtaking her and there was nothing she could do about it.

Such a stubborn girl. So determined that Jiraiya is here to ruin her. As fun as it would be to ruin her life he wasn’t keen on it. The world is so large. There’s plenty of people he can stomp out whenever he wishes. He’ll ruin lives and she’ll thrive.

The only thing he’s really ruining is the quality of lives for others. There’s always a balance. He’s disrupting it when he elevates one human over others.

Sakura’s yearning is letting him in. He knows it. She melts into his kiss. It’s still timid and clumsy but a good kiss. Her taste is sweeter when she accepts him. Jiraiya hopes he tastes just as irresistible to her.

“Only your first? You’re pretty good at it. Or maybe I’m just that good.” Jiraiya jokes, chuckling softly as his arms encase her. He pressed her firm against his body. His lips run along the hot red skin of her cheeks.

He sinks his knee against her. The fabric of her gown was a little resilient. But pushing against it enough he found the space between her legs to bear against.

“I adore you, Sakura. Why would I bother tricking a woman who can see right through me?”

He whispers as his lips press against her jaw. Then down her neck. His fingers trace the edges of the dress’ buttons. He seeks her flesh. Aching to claim it and feast. Feast like a starving man before a buffet. Oh how he plans to worship this meal and adorn her in every worldly desire she asks for.

[olaniafish]

hehe

[azulishorny]

T4T sex?

What I need is a t4t orgy to fix me or make me worse

[differentpoetryqueen]

😚✌🏼

[hometoursandotherstuff]

[margauxmara]

I’m sorry I just can’t stop 🤷‍♀️

[yakutarts]

Video process:

Soo.. Cross is now a furry. If you would like to draw this design (first of all bless you and god have mercy on your hands, second of all I’m sorry I made the design so complicated, I got carried away) please tag/credit me! I really love seeing fanarts!

I made him a African Painted Dog and a Border collie mix because I think it is what fits him best.

Painted Dogs are really social creatures, and extremely skilled in the hunt, the base of it’s strength is the pack, the family and friends. A pack of Painted Dogs are deadlier than a pride of lions and much more dangerous than a pack of wolves. However, take it’s pack away and it cannot survive. Family is everything for a Painted Dog, it is survival. If I’m not mistaken, there have been cases where they die because the anxiety separation gets so bad, that it causes an hormone imbalance in the dog’s system and it kills them (Also I do not know if this is legit, take my words with a big grain of salt, I am not a biologist or a zoologist). Cross is depressed and being alone in that white void for so long, knowing that everything is his fault, that he killed everyone that he loved for no reason, almost drove him mad (XChara was not helping), but Ink was there, he helped cross not die of a broken heart. Cross is strong, but he would be even stronger if he had the rest of the royal guard by his side, he would fight better.

I also chose a Border Collie because they are really smart working dogs, loyal and obedient, with a need of someone telling them what to do. Cross kinda always needed for someone to tell him what to do, he was always following someone, first he was serving royalty, then XFrisk as his bodyguard, then Nightmare, and now possibly Dream. He was always told to do something, almost never acting by himself. He needs it, if he doesn’t have it, how is he going to save his friends? His family? He can’t fight XGaster when he can control Cross’ body at will, how he is going to get that independence if everything tells him that he needs to serve someone to even do something?

Oh, how I love angst and making characters suffer… :)…. Reminder that I put a lot of personal headcanons in my interpretation, this should not be taken as a source of canon material, but feel free to use it as inspiration!

Also if the quality is kinda shit it’s because all the images are glazed.

Ink belongs to @comyet

Cross belongs to @jakei95

[bs-fangirl]

New Images From TLOU Season 2