#smutav

[smutav]

I just finished this emote commission (its a two parter between two streamers) and im sooo proud of it 

if you want to see these emotes on twitch sebsarf27 and msxartemis are the streamers who have them!!

#frog and toad #pride #twitch emotes #twitch emote #my art #smutav

[irradiatedsnakes]

first 3 of those poko-fi-missions! audino for @ingo-propaganda, jude and archen for @smutav, and skeledirge and h-typhlosion for anonymous!

#art #pkmn #skeledirge #typhlosion #archen #audino

[senoleaf]

Last Line Challenge

Rules:

In a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew!) and tag as many people as there are words (or however many as you like).

tagged by: @silvermizuki ! :D

tumblr yeeted this into the void when my internet died mid answering, but it reappeared!! so anyways! ignore the time stamp in my art piece!! :,)

last line(s):

(just a rough idea of a scene for a Splatoon fanfic)

"Good luck out there," Acht voiced as Three made to leave the elevator first, "It seems like you'll need it."

The Captain's face turned more serious than ever as they gave a nod back, cast a glance at Eight and exited the elevator.

Eight was no longer afraid of losing though. Because now they had Three.

Now everything was going to be okay.

last art:

(i'm working on a Splatoon (Side Order themed) animatic)

i tag uhhh (not as many as i have words):

@lavleyart @smutav @linkerbell @parksrway @piixelpaint @m-aee @bamsara @blackkatdraws @maybemochas

aaaand anyone else that wants to join!! :)

(feel free to ignore though, hope you dont mind the tag!!)

#last line challenge #last line meme #last line wip #last line game #last line tag #splatoon #someone make sure i don't abandon this please #art wip #fanfic wip #work in progress #sketch #digital art #fanart #sen draws #HELP I FORGOT TO POST CAUSE I GOT DISTRACTED OHHHHH MY GODDDDD

[selanpike]

I've been busy on Art Fight!! Here are my attacks so far. In order, they are:

Beryl from Determunition Cautionne from Madocallie Maple Squid from Ikasama Smoo from Smutav Tock from rutilated-quarz Topsy from Snugleaf

(specifically using their Art Fight usernames so you can find them on there)

#art fight #art fight 2023 #artfight2023

[trainer-silv]

would you write headcannons for emmet and ingo and a reader that is verrrry pokestupid 👉👈🥺 i love how you write them so much waaah and i feel like youd get it without dumbing it down to be just soft reader if it clashes with personalities 😝

I'm going to make sure you never ask me for anything ever again by putting you on blast for my followers to see. You want dumb of ass reader, I'm giving you dumb of ass reader.

Pokestupid Reader Headcanons

Note: Pokestupid is @smutav 's way of saying they don't really understand Pokemon. Ingo x Reader / Emmet x Reader

Ingo

Ingo is much more patient than Emmet when it comes to your lack of understanding type strengths and weaknesses.

He tries his best to help you understand different parts of a battle and what can make or break a battle.

If you’re embarrassed about not knowing a Pokemon’s type, Ingo assures you that it's quite alright! Everyone starts somewhere! 

“Haxorus is a….bug type?” 

“No…they’re just dragons. I suppose the tusks can be seen as bug-like!”

He’s almost too nice. He’d kind of just accept that not everyone is made to be a trainer.

You’d insist on him training you. You’re not taking no for an answer, especially from someone as strong as Ingo.

Once he gives in, he would be a serious teacher, but he would explain in much more detail, hoping that you would be able to grasp something and connect dots on your own.

It’s your tendency to forget or not understand why a Pokemon is weak to another typing that scares him. For both your safety and your Pokemon. (Your Zoroark also has developed a fear of Vespiquen, the poor guy.)

If you’re going out in the wilds, he wants to make sure you have plenty of medical supplies, or he just wants to come along to assure you’re safe.

When you start to get a better grasp on types and battles, Ingo can’t help but feel excitement, cheering you on with his usual “Bravo!!!”

Emmet

Emmet is much more blunt, and frankly, rude, when it comes to your grasp on Pokemon and battles.

He wouldn’t normally care, but the fact you want to become a trainer and battle is what causes him to push you.

“You want to battle? Do you even know what stats your Pokemon have?”

When you say the only stat that matters is HP, he visibly cringes.

Emmet will test you. Do not fail his tests. He will be verrrrrry displeased. 

Okay he won’t do anything, but he will be upset. And probably tease you endlessly whenever he learns another thing you don’t get.

His way of teaching you will be personally battling you over and over. 

At first, you would send a water type out against his Galvantula. Em would remind you that you are currently at a disadvantage unless your Pokemon knows any specific moves to counter his electric bug. You didn’t.

He eventually realizes that not everyone is as gifted in Pokemon training as he and Ingo. But how do you teach someone the basics of Pokemon?

Pictures. Yeah he’s getting picture books. Type match-up charts made for children and what not. 

You were getting better. You’d remember Durant is 4x weak to fire, and react appropriately. By not sending a dark type out pleasestopsendingZoroarkoutagainstbugs.

While you might never surpass Emmet, he does find joy in being able to battle you seriously.

Yes he will endlessly remind you of your stupidity. No matter what. You aren’t living this down.

#ryans writin #ingo #emmet #submas #request #reader #x reader #ingo x reader #emmet x reader

[ijuuin-pet-company]

yeah sure his name is null and he sucks.

ok but before I get into null, I have to mention Crow, my other persona, but in Pokemon. As I took Crow’s design serious, in an edgy way. So he ended up lookin like

a completely original character until months passed and I went SHIT he looks like he’s kinning blues.exe. so I decided to make him into a net navi.

I take elements from both the game and anime sue me

Original name: Blues.exe Current name: Blues.null, or just null as he prefers.

He was kind of a test or beta version of Blues.exe that IPC was making to rival the independent net navi, Forte.exe. Null was nearly perfect, but he was a bit rebellious, which was unacceptable as they required a net navi to follow all demands. So the next step was to have him deleted.

He Did Not Like That and fought back, dealing a lot of damage to IPC’s servers and escaped, but definitely not unscathed. On the verge of deletion, Sci Labs found him and worked on repairs. This is where he meets Forte before the whole Alpha thing.

His data was heavily damaged, a lot of it couldn’t be decoded at all. A lot of it was corrupted. This is also why he doesn’t have a navi symbol.

When Sci Labs believed Forte was a traitor and all that Alpha stuff happened, null held off the other navis so Forte could get away, once again getting damaged. He loses contact with Forte at that point and wanders the web.

Blah blah blah, time passes, blah blah, dark chips! null starts using dark chips as they are the one thing he feels like he can use to stop himself from dying, and so they turn him into a darkloid, pictured above. He can control his glitches and corruptions and can use them to break technology. He ends up calling a broken arcade cabinet his home, which is where he meets Ticket.exe ( @smutav​ net navi). while he is a “darkloid” he isn’t like, loyal to shademan or anyone he just sort of steals them and uses them for himself.

he’s an asshole

#feel free to ask questions about him #he's mostly still a wip #null

[smutavstrems]

We're playing megaman battle network 5 but! First i have these starter decks to open (and a single booster pack)

[monarchisms]

Hey friend I'm starting to get back into AH what are some good achievement hunter blogs to follow 💕:) thank you

oh hey, welcome back! <3

i'm gonna share the blogs i follow in a bit, but i think it's really fun to use this list as a jumping off point, and then just see who other people reblog from :)

@ursifors @savage-animal-idiots @keeningthoughts @roochievement @outinthegeoffs @heyheyroosterteeth @abbeysquidd @lovelyachieve @crazygreattoo @fornhaus @jeremytheangrygollum @smutav @hiddenblockclub @sorcererinthestars  @shadeofazmeinya @goeffgeoff @scarlettheknight @tonguetiedartist @malewifejeremy @jerseymichaels @achieveky @insertgavinnoises @treh-co @thisiswhatmylifehasbecome @achievement-winks @achieveramsey @achievehunt @colorfulspacemarines @ragecutie @thedeaddandy @somegrumpynerd

and also some official accounts, like

@officialah @thetrevorc @ah-axialmatt @lindsayjones

#Anonymous #ask box 360 #of course this list is not exhaustive #these are just the ones that have popped up in my head

[ticket-exe]

Started out wanting to keep oc stuff easy to find but might as well rb other megamans stuff

Follows come from smutav!

🎫 most people call me Tav!

🎫 main is @smutav / art blog is @smuwutav

🎫 i also stream on twitch! You can support me there or even see me play battle network!

🎫 im pretty new to megamans stuff so i might get things wrong! But im having fun

🎫 askbox is open! I'm also pretty open for chats!

🕹️🕹️🕹️

Under this spot I'll put OC things as i make posts.

OC intro comic masterpost

Currently I have Ticket.exe and her netop Cab! They run an arcade where you get to play games with your navis and i have a loooong intro art in progress of them!

#intro post #pinned post #masterpost

[echo-of-sounds]

your birthday

Drabbles of Aizawa, Toshi, and Hound Dog celebrating your birthday. 

These came out a little longer than initially planned. But that’s okay since these are birthday drabbles for @smutav​ @mrsvash​ and @rurounivash​! I hope you guys have/had/will have a great, relaxing day, and thank you for all your support! (I also tried to tailor them a bit towards what you like and how you’d want to spend your day. I hope I did okay!)💙💙

Warnings: there is some smut in these

Aizawa Shouta

Wind and water washed; one brought a fine layer of salt across your skin; the other, a cold tidal flow over your feet. You walked into Shouta’s shoulder. He didn’t react until you did it again, trying to get away from the freezing water.

“Too cold?”

You hummed and nudged closer to his eternally high body heat. That same heat enveloped your hand, guiding you away from the tide. Gratefully, he didn’t chide your request for an evening stroll on the beach. Well, he sighed but hid any reluctance.

It wasn’t till most people cleared the area and you were nearing the exit that he halted, keeping you in the open, onshore winds. The tiny tilt of his eyebrows stopped you from questioning him. The simple, long bracelet box he pulled from his pocket turned your chills into a fluttering. Wrapping paper nor bows covered it. The only design was the imprint of the designer’s name.

Shouta mumbled over the mounting breeze, the smallest blush noticeable in the lowering light, “It’s not much. You didn’t give me any helpful ideas.”

“Because you didn’t need to get me anything.”

“Yes, I did. Here.”

Careful to not drop or let the wind take it, you accepted and opened the box. Inside, waiting on a velvet cushion, laid a rose gold bracelet. White gemstones, glittering from the waves and sun, decorated the braiding chains. It felt frosty yet loving under your fingertips. You exhaled, “Shouta… how much was this?”

“Don’t worry about that,” he scolded and returned the box to its pocket. Deft fingers aligned it around your wrist, easily linking the tiny clasps together. His hands stayed around yours, holding firm, displaying the bracelet between you. “Do you like it?”

Dark eyes waited, calm, almost concerned as you stared. It didn’t matter how tired they were, they always gave you so much love. And it didn’t matter how much he typically sucked at buying presents. This one was good, excellent, raising a laugh from your throat. You threw your arms around his neck. “It’s beautiful. Thank you.”

“I love you,” heated breath puffed along your jacket’s collar. Lips replaced it, gracefully skimming the hidden skin. His warmth perfectly offset the cold.

“I love you, too.” You withdrew to meet his eyes and whisper, “Let’s go home.”

He agreed with a kiss.

Once home, you sat with Sho on the couch, hunkering down for the rest of the evening for some wine, cuddling, and kissing. His question paused that: “Glasses?”

“Fuck.”

Before you could get up, he plucked the bottle of wine from your hands, popped the cork, and took a swig. He handed it back to you and watched as you mirrored his actions. Fewer dishes, you guessed.

He lounged back, leaving his chest wide open for you to rest against. The cracked window provided an excellent chilly breeze for snuggling up under a blanket. You curled up, legs on his lap, ready for relaxation.

The beginning of the movie was the only part you paid attention to. The hand drifting from your shoulder to your waist, slowly touching every part of you as it moved towards your thigh, pinching the bottom of your shorts, kept tugging at your thoughts. It would fondle its way back up, carelessly pulling up your shirt until it snapped back in place.

Forty minutes into the movie, he presented you with another box: same color, same style as before, just smaller. With lips flushed to your temple, in a deep, doting tone, he whispered, “Open it.”

As you did, his kisses traveled to your cheek then neck. Propped inside were earrings, mimicking the angelic rose gold and white of the necklace. You sighed at his lips and gift, “Shouta, they’re beautiful… thank you.”

“Put them on,” he hummed just before biting your collar bone.

Stuck between laughing and moaning, you did. And he immediately removed your shirt after, kissing behind your ears, kneading your sides. You gripped the back of his shirt, wanting it gone, but as per usual, he didn’t listen, choosing to unclasp your bra next. Teeth returned to your neck. Something thin and cold accompanied them.

Sho sat back exposing your front to the nippy air. He stared at your chest. You looked down. A necklace hung, gleaming and gorgeous, pink and white. You smiled at his lunky gift giving. “You could've just given them to me all at once, you know?”

He shrugged and slid off his shirt. You leaned back as he came forward. Lips landed on yours hard, firm, just like his body did, weighing you into the cushions. He propped up on his elbows, staring at the necklace.

“I can take it o-”

“No. It stays on,” he droned, coming back down for a kiss. Your palms flattened along his sides. Your legs spread for him to settle much closer, properly close, wonderful for grinding, and exactly where you wanted him the rest of the evening.

Yagi Toshinori

It was already noon. You didn’t expect a call at six a.m. sharp, but you imagined he’d call before noon, at least, or send a text, a picture, an emoji, something to show you he remembered. No, you knew he remembered. He always did. He was probably just busy teaching the next generation of Heroes and all.

Something closed. You froze, listening, wondering if you imagined it. The faint shuffling told you, you didn’t. You hurried out of the bedroom to see Toshinori waiting, holding a bouquet of flowers. He sang, “Happy birthday, sweetheart.”

“What are you doing home? I thought you had to stay on campus till tomorrow.”

“I finished early.” He set the stuff down and collected his welcome-home hug. “Well, I convinced Nezu I could finish my work from home, and since tomorrow is a training day, I have an extra day to finish.”

“Thank you.” You latched tight, nuzzling against his jacket. The thought of spending your birthday alone wasn’t the worst thing, but it wasn’t the best. You mumbled, “I thought you forgot.”

“I would never.” He pulled away and rubbed the back of his neck. “However, I, uh, I wasn’t prepared to celebrate today. I couldn’t find a reservation for tonight. I tried a bunch of different places, but they were all booked. I’m sorry, I tried.”

“That’s alright, Toshi. I’m fine staying in.” You hugged him again, adding, “I hate when they sing to me. Home is perfectly fine.”

He kissed the top of your head with a laugh. He stroked your back, slow and firm, keeping his lips pressed to you, occasionally whispering sweet sappiness. Yeah, this was much more preferable than spring the day alone.

“I’ll cook you something, anything. What do you feel like?”

“Dunno. Doesn’t really matter.”

“You have no ideas?”

“No. Let’s just order something.” You really didn’t want to let him go. Feeling him in your arms was much more pleasurable than anything else.

“Alright. What do you want?”

“Dunno.”

“You’re not helping me.”

“Surprise me.”

In thirty minutes’ time, someone knocked on the door. Toshi paid, thanked them, and returned to the couch, bearing a brown paper bag. Inside was your very early dinner of chocolate chip pancakes and fresh fruit. The last thing he withdrew was a milkshake. “It’s cake batter. I figured if you lacked a cake, this was the next best thing.”

“Thank you,” you chuckled.

The meal was enjoyed in a simple, snuggling silence, watching Tv with a kiss here or there. The syrup added a tasty sweetness to his lips, something you kept going back for during commercial breaks.

You didn’t want to break the cuddle. It was Toshi who eventually did. He retrieved your jacket and held it out for you.

“What’s this for?”

“This day may not have been the most exciting, and I feel like I was underprepared, but I do have an idea for your present.”

“Toshi, you don’t need to get me anything. You’ve done more than enough for me.”

“I know, but I want to treat you to something. Come on.” Toshi led you outside and down the street.

The late afternoon air provided a blissful breeze and contentment. People were sparse, allowing you the comfort to hold his hand. Though the occasional glance made you tuck into his side until they passed. He never mentioned it; he simply squeezed your hand and continued the walk.

Just when you began to question if there was an actual destination, he steered you towards the computer store you frequented. Inside was just as barren as out. You guessed he picked a good time for shopping, if that was what this was about. And since you were still left in the dark, you questioned him, “What’s this about, Toshi? I don’t need anything from here.”

He scratched his jaw. “When you were talking about the parts you wanted for your, uh… hard drive… motherboard, processor… thing, I was more than a little confused. Instead of buying the wrong thing, I’ll let you pick it out. I know it isn’t much of a surprise this way, but I wanted it to be useful to you. So, go pick!” he chimed, throwing his hands out in front of him.

“Toshi, this stuff is expensive. You don’t-”

“I want to. Go pick some things, and don’t you dare look at the price.”

Encouraged by his smile, your hesitations vanished, and you all but skipped to your desired isle. A hard drive adapter and mounting bracket caught your eye. Plus, they were cheap: thirty dollars at most.

You tried to move on from the next thing that piqued your interest. Yet, the box kept calling your name. You picked it up to read the back.

Toshi came up beside you. “What’s that?”

“It’s a motherboard.” You showed him the label, Gigabyte Z590 AORUS Elite Intel LGA 1200 ATX Motherboard, and explained, “It could run with my Corsair ram with the Intel 10700k. It’s supposed to be easy to overclock and stable on air.”

“Oh, that sounds very nice, sweetie,” confusion faltered his voice. Bewildered or not, he still kissed your temple, murmured his love, and took the items.

“Toshi, I wasn’t planning on getting it.”

“Well, I am.” He smiled and, despite your very vocal doubts, bought them.

You hugged his arm the entire way home, eager for your presents and craving some more cuddles.

Hound Dog

Through the tiniest crack in the shades, light beamed directly into your eyes. You rolled over and snuggled into the blankets. The day could wait…

Apparently, Ryo didn’t think so. The door squeaked open. The bed creaked as he crawled behind you, funneling heat across your body and fur nuzzling your neck. His ridiculously gigantic hands thwarted your attempt to wiggle away. You fussed his name, just wanting to sleep more.

“It’s almost noon.”

“Hng.”

“Time to get up.”

“Why?”

“I made breakfast. Come on.”

“No,” you whined into the pillow. You should be allowed to sleep in on your-

“Fine.” With a chest-filled growl, arms circled and heaved you out of bed, comforter included. You gripped his bicep amid the whiplash. The swirling ceased once he plopped you on the couch, bundled in your blanket, surrounded by pillows. None of which you could lie on since all were fur-coated and staticky.

“Breakfast,” he introduced, placing two plates down with a mix of breakfast quesadillas, muffins, patatas bravas, yogurt, and avocado and eggs. It appeared like he just made whatever he could think of. Not that you were complaining. It all smelled and looked amazing.

“Eat quickly.”

“Why? Do we have plans?”

“No,” he grumbled and sat beside you, his right leg bouncing. He gave you no more information and dug in. You did as well, thanking him for and appreciating the big birthday breakfast.

And all the way through the meal, his leg never stopped. Sometimes, he’d shift in place, or twitch, but his leg just kept going.

“Are you-”

“Time for your gifts.” He jumped up and disappeared into the hall. You wiped your hands and mouth clean in time for a giant gift bag and a present to fall into your lap. He was certainly rushing his way through this.

You blinked at the present. There was no way in hell he wrapped it. The huge, purple bow was tied neat and even, enclosing pink and blue wrapping paper, perfectly folded and taped down. It looked like a picture, not his actual doing.

And your face must have said it all because he gruffed, “I kept ripping the damn paper. Vlad wrapped it for me. Now open it.”

You’d have to thank Vlad next time you saw him. The ribbon released easily and the paper slid off quickly. You stared, smiling at the box of fine-tipped inking pens. It included nine of different sizes and one brush pen. Every time you thought about buying them, you talked yourself out of it. He must have remembered you mulling it over one of the few dozen times.

Wet heat licked your cheek. His nose pressed to you after, cooling the spot down. “Is it the right one?”

“The exact one. Thank you.” You kissed his muzzle, running your nails along the length of it and between his eyes. An odd grumble came from his throat. Judging from his calm, closed eyes, it was a happy grumble. You pressed a few kisses to his cheek, wanting to listen to the husky rumbles.

Ryo’s eyes opened, surprisingly remaining content, and he tapped the gift bag. “This next.”

This one was most definitely done by him; ripped tissue paper was shoved into the top, littered with holes from pointy claws. You laughed as you pulled it out. Strays pieces of tape somehow made their way inside, sticking paper to your skin.

Eventually, you found the presents: two t-shirts, a wearable blanket, and a deshedding brush. You held the last item up in a silent question.

“You always complain about my hair everywhere. This will fix that.”

You rolled your eyes and thanked him. He lapped at your cheek again, choosing to frisk down to your neck. His heavy hands tugged you onto his lap, sending tissue and wrapping paper falling to the floor. Fingers felt around your shirt. You gasped when they clamped on your side’s sensitive skin.

“Ryo-” You shuddered at their increasing strength. He didn’t really know how to fondle passionately. It was more like prodding and pricking to him. You panted, “I haven’t showered today or anything.”

“You do that once I’m done with you.” Teeth clamped on your shoulder, not enough to draw blood or pain, yet solid enough to lock you in place. His tongue, solid and way too hot, aimlessly dragged along thin skin.

His embrace kept you from wiggling away. Not that you really intended to. A day home with Ryo was such a scarce thing you valued so highly. You’d take anything at this point…

Especially since that anything was his fingers shoving into your shorts. Like the rest of him, they wasted no time and slipped inside you, steadily and sturdily caressing your front wall. Your body was hardly awake, making it considerably more responsive to his intense touch.

“Ryo, fuck-” Your breath caught at digging teeth. His palm pressured your clit, grinding, near jerking, giving you no preparation for your speedy orgasm. You gripped his wrist, closing your thighs on his hand, holding him in place.

His arm muscled its way out so he could lick his fingers, smirking and rumbling, clearly delighted.

Once again, he heaved you up, comforter included, and carried you back to bed. But this time, he threw you down and crawled atop, not letting you catch your breath because his tongue replaced where his fingers were.

Your shower was a long ways away.

#aizawa shouta #aizawa x reader #all might #all might x reader #yagi toshinori #toshinori x reader #hound dog #hound dog x reader #ryo inui #ryo inui x reader #bnha x reader #bnha #bnha imagines #smutav #mrsvash #rurounivash

[smutav]

peeps sent in pics for me to draw on top of today in stream and it was lots of fun X3c

(might do it again tomorrow so if you got ideas to send in there’ll be a chance then :D)

#fnaf moon #fnaf sun #moondrop #sundrop #fnaf sb #fnaf security breach #zorua #trubbish #pkmnart #psssst ryan #smoo #blogsona #smutav #my art #btstwitchstrem

[clownkiwi]

oh yea!! i should make this a pinned, but

i wont. regularily be streaming until may 15th at the latest, i gotta catch up on my class and turn everything in on that day

if i finish all of my school work earlier than expected, i'll let u all know in an update

besides that, check out the youtube links in my bio for my past content (like my past vods or even smaller clips & highlights) and of course check out these other streamers down below!! they're more active than me rn and it would be really cool if u checked them out (i may even be in their chat 👀👀👀)

synapple:

smutav:

guppygoopy:

#ruby says clown shit #rubys stream announcements #synapple #smutav #guppygoopy #synap #fiona & smutav are both my friends & mutuals & their streams are p cool #esp if u love like comedic streams then you'll love fiona's twitch. they are an absolute laugh riot #and they're also tons of fun as well #and im most likely to cohost on their channel!!! esp when they get back into everhood since i got them into that game #nd i do intend on cohosting that w/ them #it'll most likely be during the weekend. mayb not this upcoming weekend but mayb next weekend #when i finish my work #i dont go to smutavs streams all that often & its only bc we both happen to stream around the same time #and im not friends with guppygoopy or even mutuals with them #but they're mutuals with another mutual of mine n i wanna support them #also check them out their streams are also pretty fun #oki doki thanks for reading the tags thats all my recommendations

[inventedbymelvin]

MELVINBORG B6 MELVINBVORG B6 MELVINBORGB6!!!!!!!!

#passing notes #drawing ask #expression meme #melvinborg #i kinda went ham with the art style bc ive been seeing 90s CN again #smutav

[prince-cally]

All this battle buddies ur reblogging is making me want to *draw*

👀👀 More smutav art ??? Heck yea!!

#smutav #inbox replies

[archerinspace]

Hey!! Have a good day today!!! I love you!!!!!!

Thank you!!!!! you too!!!!! 

#ask #hug #smutav

[srmw-arts]

im so excited seeing your progress with the chainsaw and such dfsajk what a fun project!!

Thank you so much! I was planning to make the chainsaw even without the challenge from Unnus Annus but I wouldn't have had the courage to document it like this without them. 💜💜💜💜💜

#not art #an ask #smutav #💜💜💜💜 #chainsaw