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darkiplier boobs like if you agree

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“Ahh, the way you squirm against my coils is quite delectable. But, we can’t have you getting greedy…

Give me your worship, and you shall be rewarded in turn.”

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Imagine getting stuck in a wall like a hentai protagonist, only your arms and chest through the hole and your legs standing spread, hopelessly trying to wiggle your way out when you suddenly feel something throbbing press up between your legs. Oh great, just what you needed. Grinding against you is a fat tentacle that moves slowly under its own weight. It works your pants down and draws wet circles around your hole before sinking in with a squelch. You gasp and your toes curl as it fills you completely and thrusts steadily, rocking your body back and forth. To your amazement, you start to push through the hole you're trapped in, inch by inch as you're fucked forward. You slide enough to fit your sternum through, stomach down remaining on the other side. The tentacle picks up its pace and you brace yourself, just on the edge of freedom. Yes, yes, yes..... no. The tentacle throbs and starts spilling huge amounts of thick cum into your stomach, weighing it down and doubling in size, then it's back to thrusting. Now you're even more stuck!

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mark’s inferno

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The vampire traces their hand down my spine, ghost light touches, can feel their lips grazing against my neck, no breath tickling but I get goosebumps all the same, "delicious boy." They whisper huskily, running the flat of their cool tongue over my throat and making me squirm. My cock swells, I feel wetness gather, my back straightens. They brush cool lips against my hot panting mouth, "may I drink?" I nod and their fangs descend, a wicked grin lighting their face before they pierce the tender flesh of my throat. I sharp lance of pain immediately dulled by the rush of pleasure, so overwhelming I start rolling my hips, chasing friction, whimpering so desperately. Their clawed hand gropes my crotch through my clothes, pulsing a rhythm matching their gulps. I'm groaning so loud, tangling my fingers in their hair, their clothes, trying to keep them close, want this so badly. Need them. Need them more than anything. They can have me, however they want, for a long as they want. They pull off my neck and the rush of air against the dripping skin sends a shock straight to my cock, stomach clenching, body writhing. They look at me as my blood trickles down their chin, they lick it away and slip their hand into my boxers, rubbing clawed fingers against my sensitive cock and slick hole. I whine so desperately, trembling at their touch, "fuck me, please, fuck me." I beg and they hum happily, "I do like to play with my food."

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adventurer going off to slay the dragon only to forget their quest the second they see the dragon's massive cock, not even having a chance to fully remove their armor before the dragon pins them to the floor and forces themself into the adventurer's tight hole, fucking all the thoughts out of their head before distending their stomach with dozens of loads of hot cum and a heavy clutch of dragon eggs

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drops in. speaks my truth. your fics of the egos are some of the only ones (besides Pyre) that I actively re-read because they're just That Good™. drops back out. - 🪦🗝️ (Deadlock)

Thank you so much, that's such an honor! I love to hear people do that, make me very happy, and it's one of the things that motivate me even when fandom is slow! :3

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Guys who make sounds that could be described as: whimpers, whines, moans, gasps, screams?

Boy do I have an opportunity for you! I call it "let me manhandle you and use your holes". This is NOT a limited time opportunity, and WILL be offered forever and ever. If you have ever self-described as pathetic, this offer is for you!

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Lounging in Lingerie.

Men in lingerie definitely carries with it, if not a stigma, but certainly a predetermined idea of something fetishy or seedy. For me, however, I like to see it as no different to, say, dressing in a well fitting suit; it's not really something that I would do for comfort or the feeling of the fabric, but to accentuate my body in the right places and hopefully give an aesthetically pleasing view to the audience (which admittedly is where this diverges a little from the suit analogy!)

I hope that these sort of pictures can help to normalise the idea that anyone can dress up for anyone else, without it having to be feminising.

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if you try to run me through with your blade i'll just pull it in deeper until we're face to face and kiss you on the mouth. with tongue.

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Here’s your cat boy, ya sinners 🖤

(I reached a certain amount of likes in a post on Twitter, and I promised when I did I’d draw Dark as a cat boy. So here is that LMFAO)

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Good Boy

Anon: Hi, I was wondering if you could do a yancy x gn!reader where yancy is the submissive in the relationship and maybe also a little touch starved. Reader is rough with him physically but is still super sweet cause yancy is always such a good boy for them?

MINORS DNI!!!!

Wordcount: 700+

Tags/warnings: mention of impact play, praise, bites, handjob, cum-eating

Having Yancy underneath you always feels like a treat and a privilege, the man so soft to your touch, so willing to take what you give him. Heated skin that only gets redder with scratched lines, slaps, and bites that are followed by kisses.

You love to kneel between his legs, and make him feel good, make him cum in any and many ways.

Tonight is no different, the man underneath you keening into your touch even as you hold his arms down by the wrist. You laugh, but there is nothing cruel in your tone, only wonder at how desperate he gets for you, how pretty he is like this.

Yancy whines, so you lean down to circle on of his nipples with your mouth, sucking hard on it, making him moan.

"Such a good boy for me Yancy, so pliable and sweet." The hand not around his wrists works over his cock, the mixture of lube and ample pre-cum making the glide easy. Your mouth back on his nipple, this time with kitten licks, makes him groan.

Yancy fucks into your hand as well as he can, his shallow trusts brushing up against more than just your hands with you kneeling between his legs and leaned over him, but you heed it little mind, too focused on him.

Moving your head, you trace a path with bites and your tongue over his chest to his other nipple, broad tongue lapping over it.

Yancy twitches beneath you, and you are certain if you weren't holding his hands, they would either be in your hair, or gripping the sheets for dear life.

Not that you really think he needs you to hold them there.

"Yancy, baby, I want you to keep your arms like this for me, ok?" He nods aggressively, keeping his eyes locked on you as you lean up and back. Hand now free, it joins your other on his cock, this one sliding down to play with his balls.

Yancy's mouth hangs open, letting moans, whimpers, and groans slip out with no hindrance, letting you hear how sweet he sounds for you.

"There you go my boy, so good for me, so well behaved." There's a glint in his eye, but gone in an instant as you thumb the head of his cock before bringing it to your lips to lick his cum off.

"Delicious." You comment, and he swallows hard as your hand returns to his cock, jerking him off faster now, intent on making him spill all over your hand.

"Come on my sweet thing, come for me like I know you want to, and like you were made to." Yancy moans perhaps the loudest he has all night as he spills over your hand, your name slipping out like a prayer.

You keep working him over until he shakes, only stopping when he moves his arms from over his head where he had kept them the whole time, to one over his face, the other on his chest, your signal that he is done for the moment.

Letting go, you just stay where you are, watching his chest rise and fall as he catches his breath.

When he removes his arm from his face and looks at you, you smile at him before bringing your cum covered hand up to your mouth, and starting to clean it off.

Yancy watches as you do so, licking his lips and breathing heavily. The man has some stamina, but not even him can get hard that quick again, though you know he wouldn't have minded that at all with how he looks at you.

"Fuck, sweetheart....." You grin, leaning down, mindful of his sensitive cock as you kiss him. Or, you try to be, but Yancy just pulls you close, pressing you down on him.

"Need youse...." He mutters in-between kisses. You know what he means, the request hidden in his words familiar. You stop kissing him in favor of moving slightly further down, tucking yourself underneath his chin and letting yourself rest all of your weight on him.

Yancy sighs happily, one hand going to your back to trace patterns over your skin, the other moving to brush through your hair.

"My good boy deserves all that he wants." Yancy hums, and if you were a betting person- you would bet a slight blush is spread over his cheeks as you both just lay there.

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Are you able to recommend other tumblrs that write good ego smut like you?

If you go in my fic rec tag, you can find multiple people, but for direct recommendations:

@westanthewaterman, @echo-echo31, @sleeplessinspace, @falcatrecon, and @umbral-archives

All of these are my friends, and I love their stuff! All of them have their own flare and fun, which is great <3 Have at em :3

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“you fucking that old man?” until his hips fucking shatter, baby!

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Good Boy

Anon: Hi, I was wondering if you could do a yancy x gn!reader where yancy is the submissive in the relationship and maybe also a little touch starved. Reader is rough with him physically but is still super sweet cause yancy is always such a good boy for them?

MINORS DNI!!!!

Wordcount: 700+

Tags/warnings: mention of impact play, praise, bites, handjob, cum-eating

Having Yancy underneath you always feels like a treat and a privilege, the man so soft to your touch, so willing to take what you give him. Heated skin that only gets redder with scratched lines, slaps, and bites that are followed by kisses.

You love to kneel between his legs, and make him feel good, make him cum in any and many ways.

Tonight is no different, the man underneath you keening into your touch even as you hold his arms down by the wrist. You laugh, but there is nothing cruel in your tone, only wonder at how desperate he gets for you, how pretty he is like this.

Yancy whines, so you lean down to circle on of his nipples with your mouth, sucking hard on it, making him moan.

"Such a good boy for me Yancy, so pliable and sweet." The hand not around his wrists works over his cock, the mixture of lube and ample pre-cum making the glide easy. Your mouth back on his nipple, this time with kitten licks, makes him groan.

Yancy fucks into your hand as well as he can, his shallow trusts brushing up against more than just your hands with you kneeling between his legs and leaned over him, but you heed it little mind, too focused on him.

Moving your head, you trace a path with bites and your tongue over his chest to his other nipple, broad tongue lapping over it.

Yancy twitches beneath you, and you are certain if you weren't holding his hands, they would either be in your hair, or gripping the sheets for dear life.

Not that you really think he needs you to hold them there.

"Yancy, baby, I want you to keep your arms like this for me, ok?" He nods aggressively, keeping his eyes locked on you as you lean up and back. Hand now free, it joins your other on his cock, this one sliding down to play with his balls.

Yancy's mouth hangs open, letting moans, whimpers, and groans slip out with no hindrance, letting you hear how sweet he sounds for you.

"There you go my boy, so good for me, so well behaved." There's a glint in his eye, but gone in an instant as you thumb the head of his cock before bringing it to your lips to lick his cum off.

"Delicious." You comment, and he swallows hard as your hand returns to his cock, jerking him off faster now, intent on making him spill all over your hand.

"Come on my sweet thing, come for me like I know you want to, and like you were made to." Yancy moans perhaps the loudest he has all night as he spills over your hand, your name slipping out like a prayer.

You keep working him over until he shakes, only stopping when he moves his arms from over his head where he had kept them the whole time, to one over his face, the other on his chest, your signal that he is done for the moment.

Letting go, you just stay where you are, watching his chest rise and fall as he catches his breath.

When he removes his arm from his face and looks at you, you smile at him before bringing your cum covered hand up to your mouth, and starting to clean it off.

Yancy watches as you do so, licking his lips and breathing heavily. The man has some stamina, but not even him can get hard that quick again, though you know he wouldn't have minded that at all with how he looks at you.

"Fuck, sweetheart....." You grin, leaning down, mindful of his sensitive cock as you kiss him. Or, you try to be, but Yancy just pulls you close, pressing you down on him.

"Need youse...." He mutters in-between kisses. You know what he means, the request hidden in his words familiar. You stop kissing him in favor of moving slightly further down, tucking yourself underneath his chin and letting yourself rest all of your weight on him.

Yancy sighs happily, one hand going to your back to trace patterns over your skin, the other moving to brush through your hair.

"My good boy deserves all that he wants." Yancy hums, and if you were a betting person- you would bet a slight blush is spread over his cheeks as you both just lay there.

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Some moody noir shapes

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For the tid-bit thingy Vampire Murdock? Suggestive as you care to get? Pretty please?

You watch as Murdock licks the last of the blood from his gloved hand. Your wrists are still bound above your head, but the sight of his fangs makes you struggle. He laughs quietly, his eyes flooded with red.

“Oh, don’t be frightened, little thing. I may like spilling blood, but yours is far too delicious to waste,”

Send me a prompt and I'll write a 50 word tidbit