#the paint👌🏻😮‍💨

[foxgloveinspace]

seeing the pictures from sleep token’s show at radar yesterday and i noticed that vessel doesn’t fully paint his arms… i am feeling some sort of way about it om g

Actually I think it sweat off like that and that makes me even more😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 I never thought I’d get to this point, but I am like. Obsessed with the different things that happen to the paint while their on stage lol. I am. Some type of way about it as well.

[fandomfluffandfuck]

*skipping around and singing*

“phone smut! phone smut! come get your phone smut!!”

S, can you fucking imagine how goddamn needy puppy boy Chris must be when his and Sebastian’s schedules force them to be apart? He just loves being close to his Sir, and when he can’t he just gets so needy! And if he can’t see Sebastian, he can at least hear his voice, right?

It’s a Thursday night, and Chris is restless. He’s been away from Sir Sebastian for two months now and he would give anything to have Seb’s hands on his body. His hole practically aches with the need to be filled, but Chris stupidly forgot to bring any of his toys with him. Chris is deep in thought about his Sir when his phone rings from its place on the nightstand. He quickly grabs it, and nearly squeals with delight when he sees its Sebastian calling. He picks it up, lying back down on the bed.

“Hi, Sir!” He says, beaming.

“Hey, puppy. How’re you?” Sebastian says, voice smooth and like a tonic to Chris.

“I’m alright, Sir. Miss you. But I’ve been bein’ good!” He quickly says, his Boston accent getting thicker as he gets more relaxed.

“Yeah, I know you have, baby. I’ve got such a good puppy. D’you wanna know why I called you?” He asks, and Chris blushes.

“Yes, Sir.”

“It’s because I missed you, too. Missed your cute little ass. Missed your whines and moans. I missed my sweet, perfect puppy.” Sebastian rumbles, and Chris has to sit on his hands as to not be bad. He makes a high pitched whine, drawling out Sebastian’s name. A chuckle rings in his ear, and it makes him shudder.

“My silly puppy, can’t think when his Sir talks to him all dirty? I wonder how my puppy would react when I tell him he’s got a little surprise waiting for him when he gets home? “

A gasp flies out of Chris’s chest, smiling and blushing. “I’m so excited, Sir! Can I know what it is? I’ve been good!”

“Yeah, you can, baby. It’s a sweet little collar with your favorite colors, all pretty and cute just like you. And my favorite part about it is that there’s a little inscription on the collar. D’you wanna know what it says?” Sebastian’s voice is rich and makes Chris’s head feel fuzzy in all the best ways.

Chris pulls himself out of subspace just enough to respond. “Y-Yes, sir, please.”

“Sir’s Perfect Puppy.”

A downright feminine moan wrenches its way out of him and by the morning he feels really bad for his neighbors.

*heavy breathing*

This is perfect 👌🏻

The way Chris is so needy and fuzzy headed and the way you describe the sounds he makes.

Jesus.

I am weak for such a big, big man making all these high, feminine noises that he just can't help from making. They're ripped out of his broad chest and spilling over his gaped lips before he can even think to muffle them, painting quite the goddamn picture for Sebastian on the other line 😮‍💨😮‍💨

And that fucking fantasy of the collar 😫🥴 it fries my brain.

In conclusion: puppy, sir, collar, whine, moan, blush, and too many words that are too damn hot.

Thank you for thisssss, fuckin' Christ

[mimi-911]

thinking of my ocs 😮‍💨💖

writing and painting oc content for myself 🥲

writing and painting oc content to force people to also be interested in them, so then they keep asking me for more content so im forced to continue developing them 😩👌🏻✨💖