"would you take it down a peg?"

PEG????

ough my bonener!

Oh? Seems the mood isn't over~

Please do not repost

Serirei jk ermmm… couldyou please draw S

I hope this suffices, anon (assuming this is what "S" meant)

<333

-Thinking about getting a massage from Luffy. His body is so soft and he has the consistency of rubber. Oh my lord I’m melting.

Drabble;sfw?

“Shishishi~! Com’here le’me kneed you out~!” He laughs grabbing your body by his stretchy limbs and forcing you against the bed. You groaned trying to squirm and get away from him, not liking the feeling of massages but Luffy holds you down tightly.

His hands firmly grasp your shoulders, his thumbs softly run circles around your muscles before he begins to kneed and pull your aching skin. You can’t help but let out soft moans and whines as he gives your muscles the aching release they needed so badly. “Feels good, don’t it?” He grins with a gummy smile. His body is directly on top of yours and his head rests on yours, looking down at your pleasure filled face as his hands work their rubbery magic.

With every giggle he gives, his stomach vibrates giving your back a consistent vibration to smooth out any pains you may have from battles. His legs are wrapped around your waist so you can’t escape him, he sits up on top of you smoothing your back out like pizza dough before rolling his fists back. “Gum-gum! Massage gatling!” He called out with a laugh, sending your back tender and light punches at a quick speed to relieve the pain. You groan out in satisfaction with every single punch, your hums and whines adding to the vibrations.

The rubber man on top of you plays with you as if you’re play doh. He rubs your back soothingly making sure to get every kink and pain out of you. He loves hearing your pleasure filled sounds and your delighted facial expressions. And once it’s over he’ll stretch his head to dip over yours and give your nose a kiss. “Told ya it wasn’t that bad~!” He hummed lovingly.

-No because I dreamt about Luffy giving me a massage last night and it felt. SO GOOD! Normally I hate it when people touch me but good lord that man could work his magic. I love him so much.

“Alexander was only defeated once,

philosophers will write long after his death,

And that was by Hephaestion’s thighs.”

WHOOPS I MADE HISTORY SHADOWPEACH like and subscribe to see more Western Historical Figures x Chinese Literary Characters yaoified

Theyre here to ruin some wedding… oh wait.. Well, or they WANTED to

I promised you so much more boob squish and making out and uhhh other stuff in this latest page. Here's the boob squish and making out. For the other stuff? Well you know where to go by now don't you? 😉

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Blue Diamond Messy Hair

this is how i feel pretty much every morning at this point

The Dangers of Being a Cunning Linguist (MIC Chat/spicy joke)

This is implied spicy but the thought HIGHLY amused me. Under the cut.

Glen: Alright, I know you two have already sealed the deal–  Eragon: Don't...don't say it like that.  Glen: Sideways hokiepokie.  Eragon: Go back to the other one.  Glen: Anyway, Arya's not telling me WHAT you two did–  Eragon: She hasn't asked me so I'm assuming she's respecting my privacy, unlike an elf and a dragon I know...  Glen: Look, I just want you two to be careful. I'm actually being serious here. You're new to this–  Eragon: Does EVERYONE know?!  Glen: And it's been a while for her, so I'm not sure if she remembers that there are, ehm...injuries. That can happen. Eragon: What are you–  Glen: Look, have you traveled south?  Eragon: Wh–oh. Um...I don't know if I should even–  Glen: I'm her medic, don't think I won't know eventually. Eragon: ...Yes.  Glen: Okay. Did this finish up there, or...?  Eragon: *increasingly red* No, we uh...sealed the deal the other way. Glen: Alright. Then I need to warn you about something. Glen:*puts hands on Eragon's shoulders, very serious* Knees are dangerous, and some people do NOT let go right away.  Eragon: ....Okay, you've lost me there, can you be a bit more...blunt?  Glen: *sigh* She's going to kill me for this one. *LATER* Eragon: *leans into Arya's tent where she's reading backpiled scouting reports* What's this about Fäolin showing up at Glen's with a cracked skull after a date night?  Arya: *microsecond pause, slooooowly covers her face with the report booklet and doesn't say anything*  Eragon: No. Fucking. Way.  Arya: Okay, FIRST. The man was GIFTED.  Arya: Second! ...I have no other excuse. Yes, I nearly killed Fäolin in the way any straight man would want to go out. Eragon: .........................  Eragon: Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck. Could you do that to me?  Arya: ....The bodyguard and Soldier in me says no. The hormones in me say yes.  Eragon: We gotta find you a better way to say you're turned on, but that's for another time. *EVEN LATER* Saphira, waking up from a nap: .........Eragon why do I have a splitting headache and a distinct sense of accomplishment?   Eragon: *Stumbling around concussed* Don't worry about it. Glen: I WASN'T *SUGGESTING* YOU GET HER TO DO IT *AGAIN!*

Kya: I've already sent good vibes your way… they’re coming. There’s nothing you can do to stop them.

Lin: This is the most threatening way I’ve ever been cheered up.

Lin: *Muttering to herself* it kinda turned me on

Kya: *Smiling* i heard that and if you want i can take care of that problem.

Lin*blushing*: ...... ok

Eclipse has his hands tied

Come! Come! Eclipse simps! Dinners ready! <3

Made this while I'm catching up on the tiny eclipse asks!

After it was announced that Jenna will be an executive producer in season 2, I’ve stopped wondering when I’ll move on from wenclair.

This one’s a bit frisky but still lighthearted to feel fluffy inside.

would you be able to recognize mine?

Idea taken from Andy and Michelle YouTube

Yoriichi x F Reader Prompt #1

Warning: Suggestive Sexy tad bit sexual

You Oh Fuzzy bear! Yoriichi Good morning my dear

You When I woke up I thought of like the Craaaaziest thing

Yoriichi Oh really I must know since it’s got you this hyped

You Nooo It’s kinda embarrassing to ask

Yoriichi oh don’t be nervous I’m sure it’s nothing to be embarrassed of so ask away

You sooo if my cooter was-

Yoriichi *spits out tea* your cooter-*he blushed aggressively while laughing*

You *laughs* ok so if my cooter-

Yorrichi *an eternity later the man calmed down from being shock at what he heard* ok your cooter what about it

You if it was lined up with a hundred other cooters would you be able to recognize mine

Yoriichi well… if you eat at the same restaurant often you would be able to recognize the staff and the layout

You 😳 File y/n has be broken because of her handsome Husbando named YORIICHI

Yoriichi *chuckles* why don’t I show you how much I know my favourite restaurant

hi my lovelies I hope you enjoyed this one

have a lovely day/night and remember you are beautiful 🤭

Happy Easter! 🐰 💕

silvergifting sketch i guess 

Hi! May i request something for charlie swan where reader has been out with her friends and comes home a bit drunk? Thank you! Love your work btw!!!

Charlie Swan dad mode™ activated

Oh also I’m definitely making a part two so keep an eye out for that 😉

Charlie’s Little Brat

“Where the hell have you been?”

Charlie spoke from the couch—where he had just been dozing off for merely five minutes. His voice sounded gruff, tired. You began to realize you were wrong to assume the lecture would be reserved for the morning.

“Out with friends,” you responded, “They were in town and I haven’t seen them since college—I told you this before.”

The creek of the door had been the one to give you away. Maybe the rattling of your keys. You weren’t sneaking in per say—how could you when you lived with a cop after all?

You just didn’t expect to come home to find Charlie laying on the couch. Television blaring in front of him no less. He sported one of his many flannels, sleeves rolled up to his forearms as well as some old pajama pants.

“Yeah and you also told me you would be home two hours ago,” he grumbled.

You sighed as you placed your coat on the hanger next to the doorway. “Well we got caught up in old gossip. I didn’t realize how late it got until we had to leave,” you replied indifferently before a mumbled “didn’t realize i had a bedtime to adhere to” left your lips.

Charlie gave a scoff at your words, planting two firm feet on the floor before he lifted himself off the couch. He made his way over to you, arms crossed over his chest, eyebrows furrowed. Bushy lip contorted into a scowl.

“Why weren’t you answering your phone? The least you coulda done was text me.”

Now it was your turn to scoff.

“You can’t expect me to stay glued to my phone the whole night! Really Charlie you gotta lighten up.”

Charlie rarely ever got mad. He was always used to keeping his cool even when someone pushed his buttons. The only time ever got legitimately pissed off was at his ex-wife or when someone was slacking off on the job.

Sometimes even Bella.

Because he expects childish behavior to come from his 17 year old daughter not his girlfriend.

“You know what time it is?” His voice raised, “Out drinking with friends I’ve barely even heard of—all you could have done was send me one single text so that I’d have known you’d come back safe!”

“I’m an adult Charlie I can take care of myself.”

“You sure as hell ain’t acting like one.”

Charlie’s closed in on you, backing you up into the wall. Close enough to feel his breath against your cheek. He’s fuming, angry brown gaze challenging your own. The bags under his eyes much more apparent up close.

“How much you drink?”

“I’m not drunk—”

“Didn’t say you were,” he cut you off, one hand rested beside your head against the wall, “I can smell the alcohol on your breath.”