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hazyaltcare · 10 months
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Scourge (Warriors) fictive stimboard + purples + flowers + soft things
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Mod StemRoses
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crisp-art · 2 years
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I made a cloud moogle plush for funsies the other day
I used choly knights moogle pattern and patterned the hair myself!
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stimtoy · 2 years
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Mspec Lesbian/Non-Traumagenic System stimboard!
🎀 🎀 🎀 / 🤍 🤍 / 🌿 🌿 🌿
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Anna is wearing the Boucle Fur Bucket Hat in Mustard from Tyler Lambert ($30), Fits Everybody Square Neck Bodysuit in Black from Skims ($60) and Faux Leather Cropped Hooded Jacket from Khy (sold out). Her phone case is the Clouds Clear-Cloud Phone Case from Casetify ($65),
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gatorstims · 2 years
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Jelly cat rose dragon stimboard for Anon! With fur, slime, rhinestones, sparkles and the pink needoh cat!
🐉 🌸 🐉 | 🌸 🐉 🌸 | 🐉 🌸 🐉
Requests are open!
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creatureimages · 8 months
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love australian spring. winter's just a months-long decline into chilly mediocrity and then late august rolls around and there's a solid week of warm sunny days and tropical style afternoon thunderstorms and it's spring now
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o-ceti · 2 years
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spent like 10 mins adjusting the color of this on my phone to try to get it close to how crazy the sky looked in real life
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souplix · 1 year
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new pfp the other one felt too formal
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mango-sideburns · 8 months
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My sister went to a pedal bar even tonight in such a wonderful Taako outfit that I'm gonna relearn to draw specifically to show yall
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⚡G1 Firefly⚡
Firefly jumped on the wind and, soaring higher and higher, thought she might look for the rainbow. She knew it loved to play hide and seek. "I wonder where it's hiding today?" she thought. The wind whispered the answer in her ear. "Thanks for the ride!" Firefly said as she jumped off. She danced across the sky, sailing from cloud to cloud. Finally she saw the snow-crested mountain peaks. Nestled in the deep mountain valley was the rainbow. Firefly laughed because under the rainbow was Blossom, sound asleep!
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sylvanas-girlkisser · 2 years
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Pet peeve of the day: comic artists not realizing Batwoman wears a wig in costume.
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chromimis · 2 months
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❝ TIL’ YOU DROP! ❞
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— SYNOPSIS : classic overstimulation with jjk men.
— TAGS : gojo/geto/choso/toji x reader, smut, p in v, fingering, squirting (geto’s), size kink, dacryphilla, hair pulling, dirty talk, unprotected sex, cursing, all lowercase intended !
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☆ GOJO SATORU
“ a sight i’ll never get sick of…” gojo snickers to himself. taking in the sight of his sticky cum that he plastered on the display and dips of your back. some ropes of cum trickle from your spine to the crack of your ass.
his cerulean eyes then travel back to your small body; shaking from the aftershock of your orgasm. “ tsk tsk, hope yer’ not too fucked out for me…” his big hand made home on your hip, while his other tapped your swollen mound with his tip.
all senses came crashing back to you when he slowly, but surely stuffs himself back in the expanse of your cunt. “ satoru…” your kiss-bruised lips grunt out. every nerve of your body felt like it was alive and blazing on fire.
sticky fat globs of cum trickles down to the base of your plump ass to your thighs and everytime satoru’s sharp thrust align with your body; a loud sticky ‘ pap’ sound resonates loudly throughout the room and his ears. impossibly turning him on even more.
“ haah, t-turning me on even more. think you can handle five more rounds after tis’?” one of satoru’s legs are propped up, so he’s able to maintain his rhythm and dive into your pussy even further. creating more of an absolute mess out of you.
“ mmph— oh fuuuck! i—it’s too much, s-stop!” your body moves on its own and one of your legs fly up to slap satoru in the ass. but gojo’s firm hand slides down to still your ankle against the bed, while the rocks of his hips doesn’t stop even for a moment. grounding you completely on the bed so you won’t think to run away.
the feeling of him stirring your insides up and leaving your brain a mushy mess is enough to fill your clouded eyes with salty tears. a particularly wet sob catches the man’s attention, and he lets your ankle go to tug at your hair.
“ you crying on me, princess?” his cocky voice booms above you, and through your unintelligible sounds your mouth makes, you beg him to shut up. the bed jostles and creaks with every mind shattering thrust he gives you.
you couldn’t contain yourself any longer, a particular thrust of his has your vision brightening and you cumming on all ten inches of him with a loud scream followed by you collapsing on the bed. despite your body tapping out on him, satoru’s pace didn’t rest for second, but his lips curled down into a faux frown.
“ we gotta fix that stamina of yours, princess.” he pouts at your body twitching from the overstimulation and rocking under him with every push of his hips. despite his expression, he fucking adores the sight of you helped underneath him, and at his will.
his nails dig deep into the fat of your ass, before he rocks you and the headboard forward with a loud moan. satoru comes a lot. if you weren’t on the pill, it would be no doubt that you’d be pregnant with a good handful of his children by now.
“ hey, yer’ not sleep yet? guess we can do another round.”
☆ GETO SUGURU
“ s-stop! suguru, stop. it’s— ’s too much!” you’re words are punctured from your throat with deep gasps and moans. a tight pressure builds in your lower stomach with every electrifying thrust suguru gives with his fingers.
your nerves feels as if they’re on fire and your body desperately screams for a break. but his arm shows no signs of stopping or slowing down; muscles flexing, hair messily sprawled around him, his bottom lip caught in between his teeth.
“ gonna squirt f’me yet?” suguru asks, the evident of your past orgasms trickling down his forearm. every movement of his fingers feels more alive than the last, and every touch against your g-spot has your vision brightening and the coil in your stomach tightening.
his fingers curling and thrusting are the only thing that your mushed brain can comprehend. “ h-haaah, it’s dirty… m’ gonna- gonna piss!” your hips tremble, but suguru’s hand is braced firmly on your waist. his pace doesn’t relent.
his fingers easily glides in and out of your wet, gummy warmth easily. your moans and the uncontrollable actions of your legs increases; still so sensitive of the last orgasms suguru gave you and the ones to come yet.
“ we’ll take a bath and clean the bedsheets. hmm?” he sprinkles the dips of your collarbone in lighthearted kisses. that damned unhinged grin still plastered on his face. you grab desperately onto his hair, eyes fluttering back into your head and mouth hung open.
“ fuh— fuck!” your hips still along with your legs when you feel your pussy spray like an open faucet.
“ there she goes. told you, you could do it.” he eyes the beauty of your fluids going everywhere, your thighs contracting and twitching from your post-orgasm.
your slick arousal is everywhere. his arm, your legs, the bedsheets, everywhere.
he gives your wet cunt a soft spank before licking the rest coating his hand. through your weakened state, you watch him.
“ proud that you can keep up with me, baby.” he removes his now spit coated fingers with a loud wet pop sound. “ think you can still squirt on my cock?”
☆ CHOSO KAMO
“ h-haah. c-choso— baby, don’t think i can do it. ‘s too much!” you hiss out. you both fucked multiple times before, but to say you’re fully used to it, would be a stretch.
“ that’s it, baby. fuuuck, k-keep rocking your hips like that.” choso said, completely ignoring your desperate pleas to stop. his calloused hands traveled down to plant firmly on your hips, holding you in a way in which you can’t escape.
“ jus’ for you, cho.” you mutter out, before the action of you bouncing up and down on his lap increases viciously. the sinful sounds of your skin clashing down against his, all eight inches of him stirring up your insides, and both of your sweet moans combined together, sounded like a erotic song that choso would never get tired of hearing.
“ yea… that’s right,” he occupied his finger with the task of drawing tight circles on your twitching clit. he smiles in realization when you choke out a wet sob. “ just for m-me. all f’me.”
“ cho—mmph, choso!” your mouths hang ajar dumbly, nails planted firmly in his pecs; using him as the only thing holding you upright despite your weak knees. the way how your body trembled and shook, choso could tell you were close to passing out.
“ hm, that won’t do…” choso darkly mutters out before his hands resume their place on your hips. his grip boarding on painfully but your mushed brain can’t dwell on the pain. his feet planted securely on the bed, and his hips thrust up to meet your bounces.
the new depth of his dick molding your insides; kissing your cervix sweetly sent you on the brink of tears. “ ohh fuck! ‘s too much— i can’t, i can’t!” you babble out, salty tears rolling down your cheeks proving your pleading.
despite your desperate cries; you still bounce and down on his cock with his extra help. the wetness from pervious orgasms and his hips jerking up made the process easier yet still so unbearable. “ you can. like you said, it’s just for me.”
your eyes meet in deathly lock and from the way his pace increases you suspect that he’s close. “ squeezing me so tight… shit, ‘m so close, baby.” his hips growing sloppier by the minute. desperate to bring you to the high you deserve.
and with one more mouth watering thrust of his tip that he delivers against your g-spot; you come on him with a choked moan. your body goes slack against his but choso is not too far behind.
“ don’t tap out on me now— oh god.” you feel his dick twitching viscously in your warm walls. you feel a great warmth flood your insides and leak out onto your inner thighs and on his pelvis. your stuffed so silly of him.
☆ TOJI FUSHIGURO
“ toji— m-move! jus’ came!” you gradually panted out before swatting his hand away from your lower body. you feel his dick twitch eagerly inside you.
toji fingers tighten against your throat as a warning, before he manhandles you into a mating press.
you gasp at new feeling of him entering you even deeper. “ f—fuck you! damn… tyrant!” toji leisurely grins above you. and from the new angle; the lighting traces and enchants his sharp features even more. “ you already are,” he begins to snap his lower hips against your thighs.
“ ‘nd from the way this dirty cunt is clenching on me so tightly…” he dips his head down to where his scarred lip brushes against the shell of your ear. “ you fuckin’ love it, sweetheart.” his words sends hot pangs of pleasure to your heat, mostly accompanied by the sharp thrust of his hips.
toji can feel his own dick twitch inside of you. you’re so fucking tight— milking him tight and holding him snug deep inside. the lewd sound of him slamming inside of you resonates in the room, but the fucked out dumb look on your face is obscene.
“ tuh— toooji!” is the only thing your brain can comprehend. with your mouth hung open and eyes rolled so far in the back of your head. “ yer’ close already? tsk, barely broke the bed on this good pussy.” he says, deciding to completely ignore the evidence of your past fluids mixed together on the wrinkled sheets below.
toji’s broad body envelopes your smaller one completely. the sight of your feet on either side of his shoulder is the only sign of life underneath him.
your legs twitch, your wall spasms around toji, sucking him in and in and in. his sharp eye notices the bulge of your belly and with his calloused pressing down on it, is enough to come over the edge with a shrill cry.
“ haah, you seriously came without me fucking your clit?” he barks out a cruel laugh that echoes in your ears. and you desperately want him to shut up.
through your heated gaze you notice his abs contracting and twitching— a signal that he’s coming close. as if the bruising grip on your hips didn’t serve as an reminder either. “ fuck girl… ya’ really drivin’ me crazy…”
his sweaty bangs press against your equally sweaty forehead while he forces himself deeper in your inviting heat. and before you know it, cum trickles deeply inside of your body, the creaking and his groans in your ears are loud and the only things you can focus on before he slots his body on yours with a sigh.
“ take a small break now. ‘m not lying when i say i’m gonna break the bed on this pussy.”
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flaredonut · 2 months
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Faux fur Howi
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brandwhorestarscream · 2 months
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Is airachnid going to be the insectmorph queen?
I... wasn't planning to make her the insectimorph queen, no. We already have 2 femme queens (Theta of the civimorphs, and Morningstar [name not final] of the vosimorphs), so I'm kinda leaning toward making the insectimorph queen a mech to keep the balance
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rustfoxes · 5 months
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My least favourite thing about Independence Day is always the artistés that have to complain about how Finland sucks and all the people are terrible and life is awful.
Are things perfect? Absolutely not.
Could they be worse? Yes, a thousand times.
The world is hateful. Life sucks. The universe is cold and uncaring.
You have to choose to celebrate the little things and take note of stuff that's good. You have to take time and appreciate the things that are going well.
The rhetoric that the time to celebrate is when everyone is happy and doing great is massively flawed. There is never going to be a day when everything and everyone is ok. Never. It's a worthy goal, but it is unrealistic and never going to happen. Suffering is a part of life. Shit people are a part of life.
You have 364 other days in the year to complain about how shite everything is and to advocate for change. Take one day out of the year to appreciate the good.
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daily-struggle-bd · 8 months
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Contemporary Landscape - Landscape Design concepts for a mid-sized modern yard with a wood fence and river rocks that is partially in the sun.
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