#<- KInd of

[kaeirou]

dunmeshis

#i've enjoyed drawing side profiles lately #ダンジョン飯 #delicious in dungeon #chilshi #<- kind of #chilchuck tims #marcille donato #toshiro nakamoto #senshi dunmeshi

[merry-fagoland]

been a long time since i posted any of these huh. here's some hsr ones

#hsr #honkai star rail #herta #ruan mei #stelle #caelus #trailblazer #gallagher #siobhan #aventurine #sunday #sunturine #<- kind of #veritas ratio #guinaifen #black swan #acheron #acheswan #<- once again kind of #welt yang #march 7th #silver wolf #🐁.txt #character textposts

[waywardstation]

I don’t know if this makes sense, but the way you write Akari and Ingo reminds me of One Summer’s Day by Joe Hisaishi. This is a compliment. Maybe not a very good one.

Um. I like your writing!

Ahh I love that track!!! So nostalgic! Thank you so much anon ;w; I take that as a huge compliment!! I’m so glad you like my writing!!!

Here, take a sketch I did back in November. Never got to finish it for the holidays like I wanted to, but I want to finish it when I can!!

#Ingo give her the hat so she can finish her snowman #submas #Ingo #warden Ingo #Akari #pokemon akari #quilava #pokemon legends arceus #pokemon legends #PLA #Pokemon #wayward’s asks #waywardstationart #<- kind of #a more refined version will come at some point #I need to stop hiding unfinished work lol I can just post them as sketches #THANK YOU ANON ;w;

[ariose-ghoul]

so. tmagp and food.

episode 1, lena is insisting that they eat at the building. episode 5, the guy was "touchy" about tom not taking the popcorn and it was apparently Really Good Popcorn. episode 6, lena again with the mini donuts "must be consumed at work" or whatever. i don't recall if there was anything in episodes 2-4 someone back me up here

#now #it might be nothing. #however. #it might not be. #tmagp #the magnus protocol #tmagp spoilers #<- kind of #just in case ig #i'm ignoring needles and the ''this land is marked. like me!'' someone else can dissect that idc

[flokali]

I need a smidgen, a drip, a smudge of the feeling of getting fucked by Zhongli and he's pressing down on your lower stomach. He's pressing down on your womb, making it press harder against his cock. He can feel the way his cock just parts your walls, how deep it's going, he can feel his hardness. He takes your hand and places it there. He's fucking you nice and slow. "Feel that, dearest? That's how... Deep... I am in you." His half lidded eyes just hypnotizing you and he fucks you harder when you became too dazed. "I want you awake for this, my love. I want you to break for me, to look into my eyes while I mark you from the inside"

Warnings: afab reader, marking, dumbification/mind break-ish, sub! reader/dom! zhongli, mentions of cum, possessive behavior. ask to tag!

Moaning and s(creaming) at this….

18+ UTC!

The thing about Zhongli is that he’s both thick and long, so it’s really no surprise that he fills your hole so well.

The first time you both had sex he couldn’t really slide all of himself in, it took a lot of stretching and lube the first time he ever fully sheathed himself inside of you.

However, the feeling of overwhelming fullness that comes from the way Zhongli practically impales you on his cock is like no other; You’re always left feeling empty whenever he pulls out.

The extra pressure he applies with his large hands on your lower tummy really overwhelms you the first time, it’s like you become overly aware of every bump on his cock, every vein and slight curve of his dick.

And Zhongli? He adores the way your pussy feels even tighter than before. It’s intoxicating and it’s addicting.

The Archon always preferred slow, sensual love making over rougher, more aggressive fucking. Slowly pumping his cock in and out, using his cum from previous orgasms to facilitate his assault on your hole. He sets a rhythm, one that goes in tandem with your heart, that has your hips meeting his hungrily.

He loves seeing you like this.

One hand on your lower stomach, the other clutching your leg to spread you wide open for him. The pressure is light at first, he slowly works your tummy down until your walls are molded into the shape of his cock.

Taking your hand into his own, he presses your palm where his tip is laid inside of you.

“That’s how deep inside you I am…” He comments, his eyes glowed in the darkened room, capturing your attention.

The words aren’t vulgar but the notion has you tightening your grip around him, your legs instinctively closing against his body in an attempt to bring him closer, shove him even deeper inside your greedy hole. Your eyes involuntarily roll back inside your head as he hits the entrance to your womb.

He lets go of your leg, opting instead to tap at your cheek, demanding your attention be on him again.

“Look at me, beloved,” he grabs your chin and you try to focus on his face, however, the pleasure was becoming too much for you, “I’m going to mark you now, fill you up with my cum… you’re going to break so beautifully for me.”

It’s with that said that he finally picks up the pace, hand finally shoving against your womb, balls hitting your ass, his cock is being pumped inside you at such a pace you can feel your whole body rock in sync with the bed you laid on. His cock only grows harder inside of you, his head practically splitting your cervix open.

Your grip on reality loosens at every thrust, your thoughts focused solely on feeling good and cumming on the thick, fat cock that was violating your pussy.

You feel your tummy grow warm, and as you look down you notice a Geo symbol slowly glowing where Zhongli laid his hand. This had been his plan, to mark you both inside and out, so that whatever poor soul decided to lay eyes on you would know you belonged to him and him alone.

“Look at me, beloved,” he grabs your chin and you try to focus on his face, however, the pleasure was becoming too much for you, “I’m going to mark you now, fill you up with my cum… you’re going to break so beautifully for me.”

It’s with that said that he finally picks up the pace, hand finally shoving against your womb, balls hitting your ass, his cock is being pumped inside you at such a pace you can feel your whole body rock in sync with the bed you laid on. His cock only grows harder inside of you, his head practically splitting your cervix open.

Your grip on reality loosens at every thrust, your thoughts focused solely on feeling good and cumming on the thick, fat cock that was violating your pussy.

You feel your tummy grow warm, and as you look down you notice a Geo symbol slowly glowing where Zhongli laid his hand. This had been his plan, to mark you both inside and out, so that whatever poor soul decided to lay eyes on you would know you belonged to him and him alone.

#yandere genshin #<- kind of #yandere zhongli #zhongli smut #zhongli x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact smut #dom zhongli #afab reader #๋࣭ ancient scrolls #yandere genshin impact #ㅈ

[prettyprettyboyy]

trans men have GOT to be able to get trans women pregnant. why aren't scientists working on this

#for a small monthly donation of 9.99 i will fix this #lark sings #breeding kink. #<- kind of #nsft #t4t nsft

[karakuliiii]

I am REALLY enjoying side order can you tell (also she/they acht is real to me idc)

#splatoon #splatoon 3 #splatoon3 #side order #side order dlc #splatoon 3 side order #agent 8 #dedf1sh #acht #acht splatoon #pearl houzuki #marina ida #pearlina #<- kind of #pearl bot

[tag-that-oc]

Sometimes an OC is the friends we made along the way

anon you are SO right

#anonymous #oc show and tell #<- kind of #moss answers

[macaroonkitti]

Yet another Zelda for blacktober! I adore her <3

#loz #legend of zelda #tloz #the legend of zelda #princess zelda #totk #tears of the kingdom #totk spoilers #<- kind of #light dragon #shes back there! #my art #blacktober

[t4tails]

sonic t. hedgehog (1991 - 2022)

#og post #sonic #sonic prime spoilers #<- kind of

[daily-kagami]

Day #75: Sunbathing

#kagami tsurugi #marinette dupain cheng #miraculous ladybug #feligami #<- kind of #ml #miraculous #ml spoilers #eyestrain #<- again not sure if this applies but u can never be too careful #ALSO u cant tell rly but kagamis sunglasses are supposed to be the mirrored ones tht arent translucent at all #also also funfact marinette was originally not gonna be in this piece… the person she replaced will appear in tmrs !

[lividjungle]

hi valor

#jungleart #oc #furry #fursona #furry art #dragon #self #<- Kind Of #valor

[kbmrjmd-art]

cub but secret life

#secret life smp #secret life fanart #<- kind of #cubfan135 fanart

[dmwrites]

It was silly to be nervous. Impulse knew that, kept repeating it the whole journey over, and yet, standing in front of Bdubs’ monolith, he felt exceedingly nervous. The diorite building (Impulse had always wondered how Bdubs had managed to make diorite look good in a build- but then again it was Bdubs, he could make anything look good) towered above him, both intimidating in stature and welcoming in its lived-in state. Impulse took the small bag out of his inventory and just kind of held it in his hand. He still felt nervous, but it didn’t stop him from walking up the worn steps and knocking on the monolith’s front door.

It took a while for Bdubs to answer the door. Impulse heard him yell “coming!” from somewhere, and then the echoing sound of cursing and muttering at Bdubs made his way from somewhere in his base. Impulse knew that Bdubs had hugely expanded his base from just the monolith, but it seemed to take a comically long time for Bdubs to get to his front door.

“Etho, I swear if it’s- oh, Impulse! Hello, hello! How are you doing, baby?”

Bdubs gave him that signature wide grin, the one that made Impulse feel like he was the only important person in the world. He was dressed in a canvas jumpsuit and leather gloves, coated in what looked like red paint and sawdust.

“Hey Bdubs, sorry to bother you… didn’t realize you were busy,” Impulse replied, still nervous, maybe even more then before.

“Never a bother when it’s you, baby,” Bdubs drawled. “Probably needed a bit of a break anyway- I’ve been doing some of my patented perfect redstone- which of course you would know because you know redstone prowess when you see it.”

“Of course,” Impulse echoed, smiling.

“So, what brings you by?” Bdubs asked, unbuttoning the top part of his jumpsuit and shrugging it off, revealing a clean white tank top underneath. He leaned against his doorframe casually, the polar opposite of how Impulse felt.

“Well, I don’t know if you’ve looked at a calendar recently, I know you’ve been busy, but today is actually… well, it’s been one year since Double Life,” Impulse said.

“One year… ain’t that something,” Bdubs replied thoughtfully, eyes fixed on Impulse’s face. “Seems like only yesterday.” His face was unreadable, just that soft smile that he often seemed to have when Impulse talked to him.

Impulse let out a breath. “Yeah.. and, look, I know it’s kind of cheesy, and I keep doing it every time… but, here.” Impulse held out the bag. “For you.”

Bdubs shucked off his gloves and took the bag, brow furrowed. He gave Impulse a confused smile, then opened the bag. He pulled out the golden clock, which Impulse had polished to a perfect shine right before he’d flew over.

“Oh… Impulse…” Bdubs breathed, examining it from every angle. Impulse knew the clock like the back of his hand, had agonized over the details (much to Gem and Pearl’s chagrin, as he’d bugged them for their opinions constantly). The hand-painted day and night scenes- Bdubs’ Hermitcraft base in the sunlight, the mid-century modern house in the moonlight. The gold and copper vines decorating the outside, dotted with emerald specks for leaves. And the back, which simply read “For Bdubs- The Lover”.

“It’s… listen, I know I keep making them, and every time they mean something different, so I wanted to make a clock just to say… being soulmates with you was really awesome. You’re…” Impulse didn’t quite know how to finish the sentence, because he wasn’t quite sure that words could begin to even to describe his admiration for Bdubs, much less the whole soulmate thing.

Luckily, he didn’t have to. Bdubs stepped in and hugged him tight. Bdubs smelled like paint and wood and sweat in this world. There wasn’t that bitter taste of fear, the shaky elation of bloodlust. In this world, it wasn’t Impulse and Bdubs against the world. This was Hermitcraft, where death meant nothing but a good laugh at best and inconvenience at worst. But the games never quite left them, and Impulse held Bdubs tighter, hoping the other man understood it, all of it.

And hey, maybe he was a little too sentimental. But this was Bdubs, and Bdubs would always be special to Impulse. Maybe a little sentimentality, and a clock whose meaning kept changing, was what they both needed.

——

The obligatory one year later homewreckers fic, because impulse and bdubs are so dear to me lol

#happy one year double life thanks for altering my brain chemistry #trafficshipping #<- kind of #impulsesv #bdubs #impdubs #dlsmp #long post

[f1-birb]

https://twitter.com/ln4norris/status/1708916655437263125

Lando talking about jon on twitch

thank you so much for sending me this, I understand that person asking on every level

Lando's little possessive streak coming out though, that's HIS Jon thank you very much

#lando norris #max fewtrell #jon malvern #jontent #<- kind of #he's the star of the conversation #I UNDERSTAND THAT PERSON SO FUCKING MUCH THO #birb speaks

[kreachvera]

crow would see a cigarette butt on the floor and eat it

#or if it still has meat on it she'll pick it up n smoke it later. tasty snack #shes so gross . love her #guilty gear #crow kuruwaba #crowtfits #<- kind of #cw acid burn #robart