#uhhh…..

[lostryu]

some of y’all get really mad when we ask you to acknowledge your privilege and i think that’s pretty telling of your character.

[tio-trile]

Something something vampires have no reflection so he can't even try to see his brother's face anymore when he looks into the mirror

[knockknockwhosthereartistism]

The worst trauma comes from those who you love

[egophiliac]

missed the mark by (looks at calendar) uhhh. hm. but I really wanted to do something for the 5th anniversary! happy five years to these idiots 🎉

[sexypeople-contests-2025]

[frenchiefieart]

no one mourns the wicked

[potatokoko]

Which phase of his do you see?

I don't know which I like better so have both

[konkeez]

i like the headcanon of swansea serving, so here's a little thing!! i was gonna design his wife....then didn't. maybe next time.

(i suppose this is an AU where everything is fine and the crew gets home!)

[wifegideonnav]

there are people living lives we can’t even imagine

[vesselvindicate]

(x)

[molabuddy]

SORRY. HELP ME. sorry for posting about sea creature sex again but this diagram of octopus mating fuckinf kills me...

shes just chilling. and why is he doing that at arms length like shes gonna kill him (she actually might. a lot of female octopus eat the male after mating) . and why is he staring at me like that. this feels really awkward guys

[starryeyed-apple]

subby, pussy drunk caleb overstimulating you

For most your life, you always trailed behind Caleb, his little shadow. But he always looked back at you, always asked you where you wanted to go.

Letting you lead the way was an instinct that blossomed into a beautiful dynamic in this new stage of your relationship. Him, longing for you to direct him in whatever way you wanted. You, guiding him gently with all your love and affection.

Still, you would have never guessed just how far his thirst for your guidance went.

Sometimes the reality of it hits you, all at once and all too much in one singular, awestruck moment. Your sweet, loyal, bright-eyed Caleb—the man you'd always known, always loved better than anyone—now nestled between your legs, flushed face buried in your cunt as if it's the home he's always been seeking. Reduced to a drooling, whimpering mess as he devours every drop of you.

Sunset eyes glaze over and droop shut. His lips are swollen and wet, drenched in his spit and the evidence of just how many times he can make you cum.

Your release drips down his chin whenever he pulls back for a gasp. His half-lidded gaze flutters up to your blissed-out face when he dives back in, moaning in time with each thrust of his tongue inside you.

The familiar whine of his name from your lips, coated now in a wanton need only he'd ever hear, drives him even more insane. Each tug of your fingers through the sweaty strands of hair at the nape of his neck gets him even more pussy drunk, grinding into the mattress from just the taste of you.

Caleb's right hand fists into your bed sheets, cloth tearing between the strength hidden in those fingers. His other fingers skirt along your inner thigh as he grips at it, keeping you spread open along with the steady thrum of his Evol.

“Caleb,” you whimper, tugging harder at his hair, the sweet bite of pain dragging a moan from deep within his throat. “I—I can’t—”

“Just one more, huh?” he pants his desperation into your soaked cunt, eyes wide and pleading while his fingers trace up your thigh to join his tongue in your folds. He slowly scissors those callused digits into your wet heat, and moans when your walls flutter in eager response around them. “Please, please, just one more. I’ve been so good, pips, haven’t I? Haven’t I, baby?”

You’re pretty sure you’re just as gone as him at this point, nothing but adoration and praise in the stroke of your shaking hand against his blushing red, freckled cheek.

“One more,” you whisper with a nod, already feeling the impossibility of another orgasm creeping up on you when he sucks your clit back into his mouth, flicking his tongue around it along with the upwards curl of his fingers inside you. “One more, baby. Just—oh, fuck! So good for me, Caleb, so fucking good…”

The bed rocks under his mindless humps into the mattress, and you lose yourself to the sounds of his mewling and desperate suckling of your cunt until he makes you cum again—and again, and again, because you know very well it won’t just be one more.

[thewanderingmask]

the fundraising stream has been nothing short of Utterly Joyous. what a fantastic event!

im so happy i was introduced to hermitcraft

[ashcremated]

Throwback to a piece i did for zukki week. just some besties chilling by the pond nothing to see here-

[missingvtf]

And remember he did