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sparkdoesart · 4 months

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Update, im still evil, actually.

Gift for @ricochete29 @coolmiditrumpet @irbcallmefynn

#my art #gift #furry #furry art #sfw furry #not my oc #uhm.#here ya go #sorry if the designs aren't perfect #i used some little joke images for refs hehe #hope u like itttt

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sunnydayaoe · 6 months

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Also me and my firneds have been calling the classic sans in aftertale After. cus it's cute and he needs a funny name :) [Aftertale belongs to loverofpiggies]

#utmv #undertale au #aftertale #geno sans #uhm.#after sans #<- I'll make that a thing >:))#I just think it'd be cute if they were siblings :))!#look they are all brothers look at them. there are just three skeleton brothers now #twins but they split off a littttle later #triplets [cus you can pry sans and papyrus twins out of my Cold Dead Hands]#jbird's art

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beesspacedotorg · 1 month

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han jisung boob sucker

hello anon. thank you for the request. please don't be upset about the liberties I took.

notes for porn. and uhm. well. I don't want to spoil it. so. ft. han jisung and seo changbin

When you walk into your room, you’re greeted with the sight of Changbin topless. This isn’t an unwelcome sight, it never is when your Changbin is built the way he is. Muscles strong from years of dedication to working out and his body, yet still soft, because he doesn’t sacrifice simple pleasures to maintain his look. His ethics in regard to his body and physical and mental health is something that inspires you everyday. It’s also very nice to see all of that in person, and even nicer to get your hands on.

It’s nice to see him without his shirt, the shock though, is what he has in his lap. Resting in his lap, mouth suctioned to one of your boyfriend’s perfect tits is Han Jisung. You set your stuff down and close the door softly. You’re leaning onto the bed when Changbin finally notices you.

“Oh, yeobo. Hi.” He sounds out of breath and his eyes are glassy with pleasure, and at the sound of his voice Jisung pulls off to look at you.

“Hi.” He’s out of breath too, and you wonder how long they’ve been at it. Long enough for both of them to have wet patches on the front of their boxers, but that’s not saying much as Jisung leaks like a faucet and your Changbin is easy to work up.

“Hi, boys. Is this what you two get up to while I’m at work?” You sit with your back against the headboard, getting comfortable. It’s not long before Changbin is touching you where he can, always unable to keep his hands off of you.

“Only sometimes,” Jisung says, and Changbin frowns at him and punches his shoulder.

“Yah! Can you keep your mouth shut for two seconds?” He’s shy about this, despite your saying that you don’t mind what he does with his members, as long as he comes home to you. Jisung smiles crookedly at you before opening his mouth again.

“Yesterday, I heard Changbinnie and Lino hyung in the dorms-” Changbin roughly shoves his palm against Jisung’s mouth. You laugh at the two of them.

They’re both still hard, despite your interruption and their playful bickering, and your eyes are drawn Changbin’s chest. His nipples are swollen, and he’s got hickeys forming in the rough shape of a dick that you’re certain Jisung did without Changbin noticing. Jisung is bitey today, and it shows in the teeth marks that litter your boy’s tits. You hum and trace one, and huff a laugh at the way Changbin’s breath hitches. Jisung hits your hand with his head like a cat, not wanting to be left out, and you grab a fistful of his hair and drag him back onto Changbin’s boobs.

You feel one of them try to reach under your shirt to get at your chest too, and you bat their hands away.

“Don’t let me interrupt. Continue what you were going to do before I got here.” Changbin whines at you.

“Wait, I want-” you tut.

“Don’t get greedy, Changbinnie. Take what Jisungie is giving you and maybe you’ll get me later.” Jisung perks up at that.

“Me too?” You roll your eyes at him.

“Maybe.”

“Please? I give great head! Ask Changbin! Let me-” You place your hand on his forehead to stop his journey towards you, redirecting him.

“You won’t get anything later if you don’t listen to me now.” He huffs and returns his mouth to Changbin’s chest, glaring at you before he gets sufficiently distracted and closes his eyes. He’s got Changbin on his back, and you watch as he starts to grind himself against one of Changbin’s thick thighs. You know from experience that it feels like heaven, especially when Changbin is squirming around the way he is now.

His nipples are sensitive, and you’ve made him cum just from those alone. It looks like he’s halfway there now, pouty lips parted with soft moans escaping him. He’s got his hands tangled in Jisung’s hair, and you’re sure he must be pulling painfully, but you’re equally as sure that Jisung likes it.

“You look so pretty like this, Changbinnie. You like it when Hanji sucks on your tits? Hmm?” He moans. “Yeah? Is that why you made ‘em so big? So people couldn’t help but want them in their mouths?” You know that Changbin likes the way you’re talking to him, but you also know that when he’s worked up like this, a lot of it goes in one ear and out the other, so you turn your attention just slightly over to Jisung instead. That, and, you can see a pout forming the longer Jisung doesn’t have your attention on him.

“Jiji, you having fun?” He nods. “Yeah? Is that why you’re fucking yourself on Changbinnie like that?” He stills. “Did you think I didn't notice?” He moves to pull off, to defend himself from your icy stare, probably. You shove his head back down.

“Did I say you could stop?” His hips start hesitantly moving again and the longer you stare at him the faster his hips move.

You can tell when your Changbin is close, and judging by his noises, you can tell that Jisung is close, too. You’re struck with the sudden urge to kiss Changbin. He looks so good like this, hair fluffy from the way he’s wiggling his head on the pillows, mouth open, and the noises he’s letting out are loud. You almost don’t want to kiss him, not wanting to risk silencing those pretty whines, but you’re only human, so you lean forward to kiss him anyway.

You reach a hand forward to cup Jisung’s face, so he won’t whine at you, and it ends up tangling with Changbin’s. You aren’t surprised when Changbin’s head tilts back and he lets out a longer louder moan as he cums in his underwear, but you are surprised when Changbin’s release triggers Jisung’s.

They both look beautiful when the cum, and their voices both get high and whiny. You giggle to yourself because despite how similar they sound, Jisung still manages to sound slightly pathetic.

They’re panting, Jisung’s forehead smushed between Changbin’s tits before he turns to look towards you.

“So. Can I give you head or what?” Changbin takes the liberty of smacking him for you

#in:box #beenon #ft.hanji #ft.changbinnie #changbin x reader #seo changbin x reader #changbin x you #seo changbin x you #han x you #han x reader #han jisung x you #han jisung x reader #skz smut #han jisung smut #seo changbin smut #uhm.#binsung smut

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hanyi-writes · 21 days

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(just sending the ask again bc tumblr crashed when I send it orz, so I'm sorry if it shows up double!)

hii, its octopus/viioletnoir from ao3 :> just read your new chapters, and for the prompt thingy, may I request nr. 36 with Bladie please? ♡♡

I hope you have a wonderful day!!

36. Helping brushing their hair after a shower. | "One summer, I taught myself how to announce in Latin to the world that I wanted nothing at all, when, in truth, I was desperate to be heard, understood, loved; my name a warm memory; There was the wind and the ocean, and in it there were whales that lowed in the darkness like the onset of collapse; There was this dark will, and what could I say but my name and what hurt?" All I Know, Paul Guest

It is sudden, and it is new: the image of Blade sat in front of a dresser, reflection showing you behind him. His hair is wet, damp from a shower, and his normally pale skin flushes with a hint of crimson—some sort of sign that he’s alive, but barely.

You admit it’s strange. Blade is not one to be… coddled like this, but sometimes, for how predictable he is, he can be spontaneous.

“You look nice.” Blade feels nice in your embrace, arms wound gently around his shoulders; tiptoe barely helping in reaching him. He is silent, like always—only ever making a sound as a response, and this time, the noise that leaves him is warm.

When you look at the mirror, his eyes has slipped close and a pleasant air wafts around him.

Oh, you can’t help but comment on it. “A shower can get you like this, huh? Mm, well… I like it. It suits you.”

It hangs in the air, your compliment. You don’t divulge further that he looks alive like this, few minutes out of the shower, because Blade, right now, has a countenance of someone normal—someone you’d see in the streets and not regret knowing.

“Mm… thank you.”

“Oh, manners?” You press a soft kiss to his cheek. “You’re being nice today. I wonder what’s happened.”

The both of you don’t have to wonder, really. It’s one of the few moments there’s no imminent scripts to play out because Elio decided to take a rest in some rare fashion. All of the hunters dispersed to places they normally reside when not called, and in Blade’s case, it is with you.

You make barely a move of your arms to put them elsewhere and a bandaged hand comes up to wrap itself around, as if to stop you. Then, something cold grazes your skin, and with a glance down, you see the tip of his nose pressing onto your arm, and— and he sighs.

Stunned, you fall silent.

Another breath. “We have all day,” his voice rumbles, as if to say do not leave.

Blade’s voice allows you to get your bearings, and you say, in response, “I just want to brush your hair, silly,” You press another kiss on him, this time on the back of his head. With his grip loosening, as if some form of relief has made itself clear, your arms fall back.

A hairbrush is within your hold, one that’s been barely used. It’s Blade’s, something you’ve bought him months ago, but only now has it returned to your hand since the day you brought it home.

(Blade’s reaction when you got it was a simple appreciative hum, and he returned to whatever he was working on.

You remember leaving a lipstick mark on his face before he went out on a mission. He came home with a storm in his eyes.

It was in tact. Barely been touched at all, despite how disheveled his clothes were.)

One of the things that surprised you about him was how soft his hair was. You’d gotten a touch of it before you were Blade’s partner, and it was nice. Silky, managed, and most of all, beautiful.

You expressed it to him, once, and he fixed you with a firm stare. Only then, when Kafka told you of his origins, did you understand. (It was innocent, however. Blade could not fault you once for it.)

“Did you use my shampoo?” The strands fall perfectly into place, dividing like a glimmering waterfall under the bristles. You press your nose to his shoulder, enamored, “Wow. You even used my soap, too.”

Something akin to an amused huff leaves him. “You choose your products wisely.”

“Do I?” You’re grinning. “Well, that settles it. We’ll both be smelling like each other.”

(In the mirror, there is a quirk of a smile curling his lips; so faint that even you miss it. But it does not matter. Because to him, your smiles are enough to replace his own.)

With each brush of his hair, you fill in the space of quiet Blade leaves you to occupy. You talk about everything; to how lucky he is that he’s got a partner that would brush his hair like this, to how his hand should hurry up and heal for him to play with Silver Wolf, to how he should allow you and Kafka to spend time together—to which he frowns at—to how you think you’re seeing wrinkles on your face, and a few white hairs spurting out.

“I think you should pluck them out today. What do you think?”

Blade is quiet. Too quiet, perhaps. You discard the brush on the vanity, glancing at the mirror—

"You will be the first to have hair turned white," Blade suddenly speaks. "I will follow second."

You ask, "Would you still be here by then?"

He turns, moving his hair from your hands, and fixes you with a smoldering gaze. Blade doesn't need to answer, you think. The curse will force him to live longer than you will, and that knowledge burns at the back of your mind, but you want to humor yourself despite knowing your lover will roam the earth until eternity.

"I will be," Blade's reply comes unexpected. "I expect to be the one to see you off."

Is this panic you're feeling, or comfort? Panic in him setting aside his desire to die for you, for your presence in his life, for the respite that you bring? Or comfort in knowing he'll live until then, until your body decides to become one with the soil, until you say your last I love you?

It's becoming hard to speak, pressing yourself up to his side; arms wound tight around him. "Like some pretty grim reaper,“ You force out, teeth gritted. ”That sounds so ironic.“

“It is an act of love,” Blade defends. “Don’t misunderstand.”

How could you not, when you are always faced with the fact that your lover will never meet their end?

#—stellaronhvnters.#blade #honkai star rail #blade x reader #blade hsr x reader #blade honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #hanyi-writing #kazuhxs #UHM.#this got long #and i had to end it (abruptly)#octopus thank u so much for dropping by to my tumblr #u are one Faithful reader and i gotta say #u are the g #thanks for requesting!!!!

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skeletoninthemelonland · 8 months

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he wants to give you a hug

oh no

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sennaverstappen · 1 month

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same guy who wanted to destroy alain btw.

#.txt #UHM.#prosenna #march 2024

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pygmypouter · 1 year

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tell me that, i'm yours but you just fuck me up

#imagine getting banned from social media for saying what ianthe did to her speed holes #ntn spoilers #kiriona gaia #gideon nav #ianthe tridentarius #uhm.#nsfw.#maybe

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ghoulishcavern · 5 months

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joel loves killing horses it’s like his favorite thing in the whole wide world. he literally said to himself “oh my FUCKING god i needto kill more horses.” And then goes and Kills more fucking horses. he’s so insane i hate him

#joelposting #again #slsmp spoilers #?#do i need to add spoilers to this.#uhm.#joel smallishbeans #slsmp #secret life #secret life smp #smallishbeans

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teamnick · 6 months

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PIERRE GASLY with ALEXANDER ALBON in the FIA Press Conference. Formula 1 World Championship, Rd 20, Mexican Grand Prix, Thursday 26th October 2023. Mexico City, Mexico. Photos by James Moy

#pierre gasly #alex albon #UHM.#okay guys

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berdlypilled · 1 year

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you think you have it bad? these are my two favorite ships

#rare pair #ao3 fanfic #ao3 #what the hell #cant a guy find some niche fics around here #i’m starving!#jrand #krerdly #kerdly #joug #baseketball #thinking of more rare pairs to tag this with #uhm.

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eats-all-your-shoes · 19 days

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i don’t know if this is just a me thing but every time the hermits go “oh lets do [thing] for the viewers” i start like kicking my feet giggling like ur talking about me? you wanna do things for me? omg :))))))

#i might be a bit parasocial actually #uhm.#first step to fixing the problem is being aware 😌#hermitblr #hermitcraft #merc.txt

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kitsipher · 15 days

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