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wilbursprincess · 2 months
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sorrybur had to wear pants cuz u teased him perhaps? then after he’s like all whiny cuz you’ve left him to record a video like that
“What Am I Supposed To Do Now?”
Sorrybur x Female Reader
Warnings: Heavily implied smut, making out, teasing, edging but not really ig?
EVERYONE WHO ASKED FOR SMUT OF THE GODDAMN YELLOW MORPH SUIT AND SORRYBUR, YOU’VE GOT IT NOW!
Hi anon. You’re a genius. This idea made me squeal out loud. I will never turn up the chance to write about a whiny Bursona trying not to cum in his pants. Enjoy :)
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“Babe, c’mon, I have to go film,” Wilbur whines, and I pout. “They’ll all be waiting for me!”
I shake my head, tugging at the fly of his jeans. “I haven’t seen you in ages, and we’ve got time for a quickie.”
Wilbur only hesitates for a second. “I can’t say no to you, angel,” he replies, nibbling on my earlobe. “But hurry.”
I undo his jeans, lick my hand, and stick it into his boxers, stroking up and down his half-hard cock until he’s throbbing and whining under my touches.
“Just like that, baby girl,” Wilbur whispers, unhooking my bra from under my top. “Aw, fuck, you make me so hard.”
It barely takes a minute or two for me to get him close, his chest heaving and pressing up into the pumps of my hand to seek out the blissful release. I stop my hand, give him a few strokes, and stop again, just to tease him.
Wilbur moans in my ear, a bead of sweat dripping down his forehead. “I’m so close,” he gasps, eyes screwing shut as his face presses into my shoulder, and…
The door bangs open, Tommy barging in without knocking, luckily with a bright morph suit over his face. “Aye, Wilbur, where’s your suit?” He asks, unaware of me frantically trying to zip Wilbur’s jeans back up.
“It’s, uh,” Wilbur says, discreetly trying to hide the situation pressing against his zipper. “Just over here. Is everyone ready?”
Tommy nods. “We’re waiting on you, man, cmon! No more getting distracted with your girlfriend. I’m staying in here until you’re dressed and ready to go.”
Wilbur, I love you, but you’re on you own.
He sighs, quickly changing out of his jeans and hoodie and into the tight yellow suit, turning to me with a pained look on his face. The sheer, skin-tight fabric leaves nothing to the imagination after our, uh, backstage activities.
“I’m wearing my jeans over it, Tommy,” Wilbur says, tugging them back on and discreetly making sure everything’s tucked away. “I don’t trust something that tight around my dick on camera.”
Tommy shrugs. “Whatever, man,” he says. “You’ll look stupid, but honestly, it was a good humble brag.”
Wilbur and I exchange a pained yet amused glance.
I’ll owe him a month of blowjobs for this one.
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sansofhumor · 10 months
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Sansby 6
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sans couldn't finish dressing and i could barely finish drawing this
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nahoney22 · 2 months
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Hello everyone I hope you’re well.
Very sorry about lack of updates (if u care lol) but just been going through some things and I’ve been working 70+ hour weeks recently and it’s killed me off lol. Usually I have time at work to work on my WIP’s but my heart hasn’t been in it.
But, with my work hours calming down and my mind in a better headspace, I’m going to push out some more requests because I feel awful it’s been taking so long since people sent in requests!
But hey ho, we’re only human.
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nyormilt · 8 months
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trying to convince myself procreate was a worthwhile purchase. please accept a stupid OFF comic.
ID below, since my handwriting is illegible.
zacharie, selling goods at a lemonade stand, to the batter: greetings, amigo. care to peruse my stock? the batter: ok
zacharie gestures at a hairbrush, a toothbrush and paste, and a small specter, holding a baseball: in celebration of, uh, today, i’m selling some reasonably priced household wares.
none of the wares are reasonably priced, except for the specter, which is one credit.
batter, crushing the specter and pointing to the baseball: what’s that?
zacharie, showing off the baseball: what, you’ve never heard of a baseball before?
textless panel of the batter, mouth agape.
batter: …if it’s a baseball, why is it called “Beezlebub’s Scrotum?”
zacharie: merely flavor text. pay it no mind.
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one-bunny-a-day · 1 year
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03/05/2023
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jaxperson · 1 year
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They are.....fighting.....
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But they make up later dw
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zoros-debt · 5 months
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romance dawn trio is my favourite trio
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originallymax · 7 months
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Charlie Slimecicle gives BIRTH LIVE on Sorry boys to three beautiful baby boys (?)!!!!! Following in Sneegsnags footsteps 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰
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spaceistheplaceart · 2 years
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so... those sequel ideas... 😳
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(just in case you can't read it, it says: "Artistic "intimate" wife scene")
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wilbursprincess · 2 months
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Harvey fingering reader in the office? Maybe while Tim and blight are fighting again?
(I have a new obsession)
-✨
“Shhhh, Darling, Don’t Let Them Hear Us”
Sorrybur x Female Reader
Warnings: Semi-public, fingering
Combined your two Sorrybur asks for my own sake, ✨anon! The brainrot we’ve all been getting from these Sorry Boys videos, oh my. And all the people in my Discord going feral for the tie? You’re among obsessed friends, ✨anon.
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“I’m going to get lunch,” Blight says loftily, shooting Tim a look. “Since I’ve been getting more sales, I deserve a longer break.”
Harvey just snorts, watching as Tim scowls and goes back to typing. “I don’t know why they didn’t accept the job of stapling,” he comments, shooting me a shy smile over the lid of his coffee cup.
Unbeknownst to the rest of the office, I’d started dating Harvey. We’d been keeping it quiet from everyone else, especially Blight, who wouldn’t hesitate to find a loophole in the office rules to break us up. Harvey was cute, funny, and genuinely one of the sweetest guys I’d dated, and we were planning to take our lunch break after everyone else to plan something for tonight.
“Hey, Tim?” Harvey asks. “We’re figuring out something here, it shouldn’t take long, but we need it to be quiet. I’ll give you 5 bucks for the vending machine if you take lunch now?”
Tim sighs. “10 bucks?”
“Deal,” Harvey replies, tossing some crinkled bills at Tim. “Thanks, man. You’re a lifesaver.”
“Whatever,” Tim grunts, pocketing the bills. “Maybe I’ll go make fun of Blight while he’s eating.”
The door into the break room shuts. Phil’s gone out with Ranthony for lunch, on the excuse that corporate’s paying, meaning Harvey and I are all alone.
“You’re welcome,” he says, eyes crinkling into a smile. “I didn’t want to wait to spend time with you.”
I blush a little, eyes darting to make sure the break room door is still shut before pecking him on the cheek. “Well, I’m flattered.”
He’d stayed over at my house last night, which wasn’t something I’d normally do this soon into a relationship. To be fair, it was an accident, and we hadn’t even had sex. I’d given him a handjob over his pants, and we both fell asleep while cuddling. Harvey had even apologized the next morning for falling asleep before he could repay me, but I told him I didn’t mind.
“I still feel bad for not returning the favor last night,” he admits, squeezing my hand. “I still want to.”
“Well, we can make plans for tonight-“
He shakes his head. “Now?”
“Now?”
“There’s nobody around, and it’s kind of hot to have to keep it a secret,” Harvey says, smirking. “And you are wearing a skirt.”
“If I drag my chair next to yours, it’ll look like we’re working on this alleged project,” I offer, heat pulsing between my thighs. “What do you say?”
Harvey looks over the moon. “Oh, fuck yes,”
We slide our chairs into position, making sure everything’s hidden under the desk. The raised voices of Blight and Tim seep through the break room door, and we both giggle.
“Now that’s a mood killer,” Harvey comments, making me laugh even harder. “Luckily, it’ll keep them busy.”
His fingers brush over the front of my panties, and I shiver.
“You’re sensitive, huh?“ His voice is barely a whisper in my ear.
I nod slightly, letting out a minuscule groan as he strokes my clit through the fabric. He has incredibly talented fingers, long ones at that, and it’s not long before I’m shaky, sweaty, and my panties are soaked.
Just as his fingers slip inside me, the break room door snaps open, both Blight and Tim storming out, clearly furious with each other.
“Don’t stop,” I whisper in Harvey’s ear, and he nods, pumping his fingers in and out of me, coughing to hide the noise.
“Harvey! He put my stapler in Jello!” Blight whines, staring at Tim who’s looking innocent. “Tell him to stop it!”
He circles his fingers around my most sensitive spot, and I have to pick up his coffee to hide my moan.
Snorting, Harvey shakes his head. “Blight, man, take it up with Tim, not me. I’m busy.”
“It doesn’t look like your busy,” he pouts. “Looks like you’re trying to chat her up.”
I hold up the report I was working on a few hours earlier. “Is this considered ‘chatting up’, Blight?”
Tim snorts. “Yea, Blight, you’re just saying that because you’re jealous Harvey gets bitches-“
“Tim! Language!” Blight snaps, and the two of them start yelling at each other again.
Through the yelling, Harvey’s fingers are sending me floating on cloud nine, and it’s impossible not to let at least something slip. I pretend to peer over his shoulder at his computer, letting out a whine in his ear.
“I know, baby, I know,” he replies, speeding up his fingers. “Shhh, darling, don’t let them hear us.”
I bite my tongue and swallow down a groan, hips shifting to ride on his very adept fingers. Middle and index inside me, thumb on my clit, and a few seconds later, I shudder and soak his fingers.
“Good girl,” he breathes in my ear, moving his hand to his mouth and making sure nobody’s watching before he licks it clean. “I’d like to do this again with my cock, not my fingers, if you’re free after work?”
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Geto: which monsters actually taste good? Are there any? Gojo: ? like, their cu*m? their c0ck? Geto: Geto: Monsters Geto: THE DRINK
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cataztrophi · 1 year
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OK so I was relistening to the interlude before the suffering game and Griffin says Kravitz was late to their date and Taako was worried that he was being stood up, but what are the odds that Kravitz was perfectly on time but then saw that this place was called the Chug & Squeeze and then stood outside for half an hour just Full of Fear wondering what the hell was going on
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illegiblehandwriting1 · 6 months
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I thought I was done torturing Sky after this almost 10k chapter but here I am. Planning for my totk fic. And finding so many new ways to put him in pain. I blame you /lh
ehehehehehe >:3
it's SO FUN THO. i think it's absolutely hilarious how much sky fans like torturing him. there is a Trend here
you're very welcome my dude :D
(also, 10k??? oop???? 👀 👀 👀 👀)
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lyon-amore · 1 year
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Let's forget about "what characters are they" and think better about what it would be really
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the-hat-vivika · 10 months
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Uhhhh Triple lmao
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jamespottersdaisy · 18 days
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one thing about me is that I WILL be booping every account boopable that pops up on my screen
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