Since it’s spooky season. I’m fantasising about trying on some cute halloween costumes by my mirror, when suddenly I feel myself being groped by an invisible force.
I feel my tdick being rubbed through my clothes and a cold hand sneaking up my shirt. I gasp and try to struggle away but before I know it, I’m being lifted off the ground. My costume is ripped off and I’m left helpless and exposed as invisible fingers start feeling my cunt.
I let out an involuntary moan as the fingers slip inside and start pumping in and out. My wet cunt starts to make sloppy sounds as another finger is added and before I can even process whats happening, I feel the unmistakable press of a cock at my hole.
I regain some sense and try to struggle out of the grip I’m in but it’s all in vain, the cock pushes itself in, as deep as it can go. My eyes catch the mirror I was posing in and I can only watch as my cunt clenches around seemingly nothing.
The invisible creature begins to thrust, almost lifting me up and down on its cock. I can’t help myself and begin to moan, the pace picks up. I feel its fingers find my dick once more, it starts rubbing circles while it thrusts. The feeling is near overstimulating and I’m practically shouting in pleasure.
I can feel myself building up to orgasm and I’m unable to care about the strangeness of the situation, desperately, I chase that relief. I take another look in the mirror and the sight of my dripping cunt stretching around this unknown appendage and my cock seemingly jerking on its own pushes me over the edge. I yell and shake as pleasure overwhelms my senses, vaguely I can feel the thrusts getting harder and faster. I cum hard on the invisible cock and not long after I can feel a cold liquid unload into me.
I’m shaking as I’m slowly lowered to the ground. The cock slides out of me and I see my own wetness along with an unrecognisable substance pour out my hole. Dazed and confused, I lay on the floor and hope that the creature comes back some time soon.
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Happy Valentine's Day! ❤️
On this day of celebration of love and all things of the sort, I thought it would be worth posting some little things of my favourite Numberjacks ships!
Spikes, obviously. I love these two sillies.
Aaaaand PuzzleTaker!
I started liking this ship only very recently - but I think it just... works. It just does.
little silly sketches of these guys because yes
And some bonuses!! (Including a little drawing of my valentine :3)
I hope you guys have a lovely Valentine's Day, and I'll see you guys soon! ❤️❤️❤️
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Art Trade with kippyips.art on Instagram!
I still learning to draw thick characters like Rick so please pardon me giving him beef... xd
Rick being depressed is a real mood and he deserves the world, I just want him to smile for once. :(
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NOTE: this is in no way shape or form hating on Susie’s character just in case you thought that, I just showed her because she’s the only girl around Roy’s age in the show
Anyways, any form of interacting with this, even just liking it is very highly appreciated, I spent way too long on this and it’s my longest project yet /nf
Song: girls - girl in red (I genderbent the lyrics tho)
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🍬🦇Candybats🦇🍬
Oneshot! Im writing more to add onto it later tho<3
Notes: domestic fluff, theyre cutie pies
Word count: around 380?
The sun poked through the blinds as Streber slowly woke up. Soft blankets and a small mountain of pillows surrounded him, plushies that were on the bed the night before had fallen off, and the sheets had rolled down the bed.
He rubbed his eyes and sat up, trying his best to wake up (and stay awake). He crawled to the edge of the bed and got down to get ready, picking up a few stray stuffed animals while doing so. After stumbling to his closet, he chose some oversized shirt he found, and a pair of shorts.
Still half asleep, Streber left his room to find Kevin cooking something in the kitchen, humming along to the song he'd put on his little speaker.
"Morningg kevin" he mumbled. Kevin turned around to see Streber, visibly tired and lazily dressed.
"Morning sweetie," Kevin said, turning back to his cooking, "how'd you sleep?"
Streber attempted to say something along the lines of "good" but all that he could do was mumble in a slightly positive tone.
"That's good, glad you slept well" kevin knew Streber's intention behind his unintelligible babbling.
He'd known him long enough to know he was tired in the mornings, and that he'd go back to bed pretty soon.
Kevin finished the scrambled eggs he'd been working on, and transferred them to a plate.
"Would you like to lay back down streb? Or eat something first '' Kevin gave Streber the option, knowing exactly which He'd choose.
"Mmm lay down,," Streber muttered, slightly clearer than last time.
Kevin stuck the eggs he'd made into the microwave to keep them warm, and cleaned up quickly while Streber slowly walked back to their room. When Kevin finished his cleaning, he walked to the room to find Streber half asleep, getting comfortable in their bed, waiting patiently for kevin.
Seeing how the sun hit Streber's hair, and how he looked with his eye bags from weeks of being terrible with his sleep schedule, and how beautiful he looked overall, he was almost frozen. Every bit of the moment was perfect, especially Streber.
Kevin snapped out of his (GAYASS) thoughts, and climbed into bed to hold Streber. It only took a few minutes for them to both end up passed out and entirely content with each other.
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