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moss-flesh · 10 months
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also aila has freckles now
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tgcg · 3 months
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sassytail · 3 months
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this is the best i can muster after a long day.
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thegm.
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ratmonsterz · 3 months
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pissditching · 1 year
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crow-cap · 1 year
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GIVING HIM ANOTHER OUTFIT 2/?
1st / next
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suntails · 8 months
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a living bolt ⚡
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sassaffrassa · 3 months
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*toxic by britney spears playing in the background*
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snepdragon · 1 year
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hehoo
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atsadi-shenanigans · 1 month
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You Could Just Ask
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Summary:
“You still gonna be a jackass to our friends instead of just asking me to pleasure you?” you say. He swallows. His adam’s apple bobs. “If this is my reward, absolutely.” He can’t see you smile at this angle. He can feel your grip leave his cock to slide your fingers through his hair before you grab. Still slow, still steady, giving him plenty of opportunity to stop you. He don’t. He lets you pull his head back, bare his throat, and only whimpers and shivers against you.
Or: Astarion is terrible about communicating what he wants. But Eleanor is getting good at translating gremlin.
Astarion has been in a fucking mood for two days now. It’s driving you nuts, it’s driving everybody nuts, and by all accounts, it’s driving him nuts. Ain’t nobody can put a finger on it, neither. He’s well fed, y’all went on a murder spree day before yesterday, and he even found a nice, silk jacket to wear around camp.
Man’s got it made.
And decided to be a bitch about it.
You sit at the breakfast fire, needlessly poking at the embers with a stick while he makes snide swipes at Gale’s cooking (which he don’t eat), Karlach’s clutter (she just found a stuffed owlbear to match Clive), and Lae’zel sharpening her weapons (he got a point, there).
Even Wyll stares at the fire, shoulders set in a tense line. Something’s gonna snap if somebody don’t do something.
“It’s not as if you can deal any real damage,” Astarion says to Shadowheart, who tried to get him off Gale’s ass and is now taking the brunt of it. “We all saw how accurate your spells were in the temple.”
She looks all cool and collected. Just lifts one of her eyebrows. But her knuckles are white as her fists tremble. Shadowheart fought off the mother superior of her former, well, it ain’t called a church, here. But she fought the bitch and won and she paid for it.
“That’s it.” You stand
Astarion clocks the movement and turns to face you (stares down his nose at you; or tries to since you two are the same damn height).
“Y’all wanna head out?” you say over your shoulder to the others as they stash their day gear into their packs. “I think we’ll stay here, today.”
“Gladly,” Gale mutters in an outside voice.
“Welcome to it,” Karlach says which means hoo-boy, even she’s getting pissy.
Wyll gives you a blank look, that slowly morphs into a sly “good luck” sort of grin. Turd. Everybody thinks the Blade of Frontiers is so upstanding, much nobility, wow. But Wyll is a sly little shit, is what he is. He just hides it real good until it’s time to strike.
They all shuffle on outta there double quick. Astarion watches them go as he checks his nails for damage that ain’t there.
Then you’re alone—well and truly, Shadowheart and her half-elven hearing—and you turn to your exasperating lover.
“The fuck was all that?” you say.
He just looks at you, all unimpressed. Sniffs. “What was what, dear? You’ll have to be more specific.”
You will not throw your camp slipper at him. He dodges too well, and then you got to go fetch the damn thing before either Scratch of Sweetums gets it and demolishes it (or drops it in the river, bad dog) (but not really bad bad dog, and he got pets later on, anyway).
“You’re being a dick,” you say.
To which he, predictably, rolls his eyes. “As if it’s my fault we’re surrounded by incompetent idiots.”
His gaze flicks down. Just for a second. You almost miss it, but it landed on the top of your tunic. You got yourself a new one of those, too. But only to wear around camp, cause it’s got itself a damn titty window under some satin neck straps. Astarion’s pupils flare wide a second, and then he glares at you as if challenging you to comment.
You been together several times, in several way by now. He usually initiates (you did once). But you got a suspicion.
You step closer. Reach out slow and careful to crook your finger over the top of his trousers, since he tucks his shirt in and all. Then you pull, slow and steady, leave him plenty of time and distance to stop you or pull away.
But his pupils dilate again, and he steps into you. Lets you drag him flush against your front.
“Astarion,” you say. The man actually licks his lips. “Did you get horny and decide to be an asshole to everybody about it?”
A hint of a smile tugs his lips before he buries that under scorn. “Of course not.”
But you’re learning his tells. The way his gaze hovers over your face, darts down to the titty window and the hint of cleavage like a hummingbird. Also the less than subtle grind against you as he says it.
“Were you being a dick to get us alone?” you say.
A pause, this time. His voice wobbles a touch when he says, “No.”
You lean in. Catch the way his face tilts to meet you.
“I think you’re lying,” you say against his lips. “I think you want me alone, and I think you went all bratty so I’d feel ornery about it.”
His inhale stutters. A minute shiver runs through him. “And what would you do if you were, ahem, ‘ornery?’”
It’s mind boggling how much things’ve changed in the months since y’all met. Since the disastrous first days of…this. That you can be here now, with him, talking like this? It’s a minor miracle.
He’s so fully pressed into you you can feel his cock twitch even through the cotton trousers.
“Did you do all this so I’d fuck you?” you say. You cannot keep the smile off your face or outta your voice.
He finally cracks. Closes his eyes and runs his lips over yours. Drawls, “Maybe.”
“Is it the strap?” you say. He’d picked it out and purchased it in the city, and then the nice sex shop man showed you how to put it on and, well, implied how to use it. And clean it (that part was very explicit, detailed instructions.)
The tip of his tongue swipes your upper lip. His hands ghost up your sides.
“Would you?” he says.
He takes charge in the sheets. But he bought that dildo to use on him, and he seemed to enjoy it when you did (he whimpered as you fucked him).
You’re learning what you like in terms of dirty talk (it’s surprisingly graphic). He’s an excellent teacher. So you gird your loins, ignore the heat all the way down your neck, and open your mouth. “You want me to spread you wide on my cock and fuck you all better?”
He sucks in a gasp. “Gods, darling, yes.”
Then his lips crash into yours and you’re both stumbling towards y’all’s shared tent.
The rest on AO3 for very, very rated E reasons.
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zappadoodlecat · 1 year
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part two of two. expansion related to a prior speculative design for what it would look like if the Hollow Knight had accepted their void nature and spurned the pale in favor of welcoming the abyss
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lifesmpliar · 1 year
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Etho: “I’ve found a way to mine deepslate faster.”
Etho: *releases 30 withers in his survival world*
Me:
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gotlostlosingsleep · 5 months
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You’re a scientist at Alchemax and you just so happen to find your coworker Dr. Ohnn at an after-work party.
Inspired bt this post:
And a conversation I had with a good friend a few months ago.
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x-heesy · 22 days
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𝗪𝗘𝗜𝗥𝗗 𝗜𝗦 𝝠 𝗖𝝝𝗠𝗣𝗟𝗜𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗧 / 𝗠𝝝𝝝𝗗 𝗕𝝝𝝠𝗥𝗗 /𝗦𝗘𝗫𝗗𝗥𝗨𝗚𝗦𝝠𝗡𝗗𝗦𝝝𝗖𝗞𝗦𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛𝗛𝝝𝗟𝗘𝗦 / 𝗙𝗟𝗨𝗙𝗙 𝗬𝝝𝗨, 𝗬𝝝𝗨 𝗙𝗟𝗨𝗙𝗙𝗜𝗡 𝗙𝗟𝗨𝗙𝗙 / 𝗣𝗨𝗡𝗞𝗦𝝠𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗗𝗘𝝠𝗗 ​/ 𝗡𝝝 𝗚𝝝𝗗𝗦 𝗡𝝝 𝗠𝝠𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗦 / 𝗜 𝗗𝝝𝗡’𝗧 𝗚𝗜𝗩𝗘 𝝠 𝗣𝗛𝗨𝗖𝗞 / 𝗘𝗡𝗘𝗥𝗚𝗬𝗦𝗨𝗖𝗞𝗘𝗥𝗭 𝗡𝝝𝗧 𝗪𝗘𝗟(𝗟) 𝗖𝗨𝗠 / 𝗙𝝝𝝝𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝝠𝗥𝝝𝗨𝗡𝗗 / 𝗘𝗘𝗞 𝗣𝗘𝝝𝗣𝗟𝗘 / 𝗚𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗖𝗛 𝝝𝗥 𝗗𝗜𝗘 / 𝗚𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗖𝗛 & 𝗖𝗥𝗬 / 𝗚𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗖𝗛 𝗠𝗬 𝗟𝗜𝗙𝗘
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budgebuttons · 1 year
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I could not do anything else today until this was out of my head
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timidtresleches · 6 months
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"eatin' me" will be dying of """old age""" for us today
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