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“Mae West was once described as “an outrageous female impersonator”; certainly, the persona she evolved on stage and in the cinema must be considered as the ultimate sex satire: splendidly vulgar, ostentatiously overdressed and not so much licentious as laughable. She is one of the great screen comediennes and the object of her mockery is not sex at all, but our attitudes towards it. Her first stage play was called simply Sex and gained her a ten-day jail sentence for its naughtiness. She could be considered the Lenny Bruce of the 30s, daring to talk about the unmentionable.”
/ From The Illustrated Encyclopedia of The World’s Great Movie Stars (1979) by Ken Wlaschin /
“I speak two languages: body and English.” Mae West
Born on this day 130 years ago in Brooklyn, New York: incomparable high empress of sex, raunch queen, actress, playwright, chanteuse, camp icon, inspiration for legions of drag queens and ultimate “dirty blonde” – Miss Mae West (17 August 1893 – 22 November 1980)! Pictured: West photographed at The Sahara Hotel in Las Vegas, 1954.
#mae west#dirty blonde#high empress of sex#raunchy#vintage sleaze#lobotomy room#vintage smut#kitsch#old hollywood#old showbiz
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. ✦ ♡ The Raunchy Coms series, featuring the full collection of Led Zeppelin Band Members ♡ ✦ .
Willing to draw Raunchy cheebs of your favourite Rockstars / musicians for money ( waves cup whilst sat in cardboard box :,)
#commissions#led zeppelin#led zeppelin fanart#jimmy page#jimmy page fanart#robert plant#robert plant fanart#john paul jones#John Paul Jones fanart#Jonesy fanart#john bonham#John Bonham fanart#music#rock#suggestive#raunchy
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The hoops I had to jump through to make this happen.
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Wanna laugh real hard? 👀 THEN YOU GOTTA READ
https://archiveofourown.org/series/3351661
#comedic#bkdk#midoriya izuku#bakugou katsuki#Series#Mha#bnha#raunchy#hilarious#stand up comedy#netflix special#writers#anime#just for laughs#comedy#a03 fanfic#ao3 link#ao3 writer#alternate universe
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old sketch i don't think i will ever finish, but it's pretty cool so i will post
#doodle#lucy#raunchy#my art#art#silly little drawing#it's been in my art folder for ages now#as i said in the tags of the earlier post#her theme is love#in all aspects of it#and that does include sex and sexuality#i think most people more or less#experience love through sexuality#im not immune to drawing girls naked#to be desired and to act in desirable way#idk to me it is just so special you know#i dont think i can ever convey it through art#being pretty and wanting to be hot as basic as it is#i cant help but to enjoy it#and i kinda hate how a lot of people want to shame this feeling#obviously it's not always appropriate#but i dont think we should be so harsh and never talk about sex and sexuality#it is so limiting and unhealthy#and sex plays some kind of role in everyone's life#some people less some people more but you know it's there#some people not at all#and that's ok
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MCU 3
Tags: 18+ readers only, blood kink, fluff, smut, pet names
Person(s): Chris Evans
Copyright: I do not condone this being copied.
The pain in your body was more than you could take and you hated it. You had taken two Advil, but the pain was not going away. Your entire body felt weak, your toes felt so cold they might fall off. Your back ached, your right leg was aching, and your stomach was cramping. You felt tired, but couldn't sleep.
And it was Chris' birthday.
You were sitting in bed, with your back sloped a little, trying to get the pain to go away. You were watching a YouTube video, hoping that your mind would go away from the pain, focus on something else, and the pain would magically go away.
It wasn't working.
You were near tears.
You had so much you had wanted to do with Chris today. There were plans he'd made with his friends for earlier and then it was going to be the two of you later. And you were going to get to go with his friends too so you really had him the whole day.
"Baby?" Chris' voice called down the hallway and you shut the YouTube video off as he came in, closing the laptop. "Hey? You ready?"
"I- I'm sorry." You apologized and was going to get out of bed, when a cramp hit you hard. Your eyes scrunched closed in pain and your hands grabbed at your stomach. You slid down on the bed, curling up in a ball with your back to Chris.
"It's really bad isn't it?" Chris asked softly, his hand landing gently on your shoulder.
"I'm okay." You gasped out. "The advils should kick in soon. Just give me a minute."
"Nonsense." Chris said firmly, sitting on the bed with you. "There's no way you're going out when you're in so much pain. What can I do?"
"I'll be okay. This happens every month." You tried to play it off. "Just go out with your friends and I'll be better when you come back."
Chris chuckled like something was funny, getting off the bed. You could hear him rustling around in the cupboards outside of your bedroom, above the washer. He came back with a heating pad, plugging it in and tucking it under your back, cranking the setting up.
"Right. Like I'd leave you while you're in pain."
"It's your birthday."
"And there's nothing I'd rather do than sit here with you." Chris whispered, pecking your cheek. "Okay?"
You knew there was no arguing with him on this one. "I'm sorry though. I know you wanted to be in the red room tonight."
Chris smiled. "We can always do it after you're feeling better. I'm not going anywhere."
You smiled at that, wishing you felt well enough to snuggle into him. But you didn't want to move. You were somewhat comfortable in the position you were now. Instead, you reached out and took his hand. He lifted it to his lips, kissing the back of it.
An hour or so passed and you were no longer in any pain. You were rather content, nuzzled up with Chris, who was stroking your hair while the two of you watched Designated Survivor on the TV. You turned in his arms, the first of the two of you to move within the past hour, and kissed his shoulder.
"Chris?" You asked quietly. "I know it's your birthday but um. . . if you want. . . could you please make love to me? I- I mean you know, if you're okay with the blood. I don't want you feeling like you have to or-"
Chris cut you off with another kiss. "I would absolutely love that Princess."
You blushed, watching his every move as he got out of bed, pulling his dress pants off along with his boxers, pulling his shirt off, climbing back onto the bed.
He placed his hands on your hips, squeezing them lightly. "You're going to tell me if anything hurts, right Princess?"
"Yes Sir." You whispered.
His baby blue eyes turned a more stormy sky colour, before he carefully started to pull your skirt and knickers down.
"Wait!" You suddenly shouted, face flooding red with embarrassment, remembering that you hadn't gone to the bathroom to change in a few hours.
"Y/N, sweetheart." Chris said softly. "I don't care."
"M-maybe I should clean up a little." You said hesitantly, but Chris shook his head, pulling the clothes off of you, dumping them on the floor without looking.
"You all good?" Chris asked softly. "Remember our safe word?"
"Elephant." You whispered.
"Good girl." Chris whispered, before slowly sliding into you.
You gasped, a tingly feeling flowing from the tips of your toes to your shoulders. Chris had slid in so easily. Other strange feelings seemed to be happening as he finished bottoming out, waiting for your verbal command for him to continue. Like the blood bubbles you got occasionally (usually from standing up after laying down for long periods of time) were trying to pop, while not being able to.
You gasped again, swiveling your hips as he hadn't moved.
"Princess?"
"I- I think I need to be on top." You said softly.
"Okay." Chris nodded, wrapping his arms around your waist, keeping one hand firmly planted against your back, before he lowered himself backwards, laying down so that you were on top of him.
You rolled your hips against him and everything seemed to just let go. You watched his cock slide in and out of you as you raised yourself up and down on it. Chris kept his hands on your hips, helping you along so that you didn't do to much of the work.
His cock was completely painted in your blood, mostly the light red, but also hints of purple that slid down his cock slowly, like ice-cream drips on the outside of a cone.
You had always had a blood kink and you forced yourself to look up at his face, to keep yourself from lifting yourself off and sucking on his cock, licking the blood off of it.
You moaned softly, thinking of it, nails digging into Chris' chest. "Oh fuck, Chris I'm going-"
"Cum babe." Chris murmured softly. "I'm right behind you."
You sighed in relief as you came on his cock. The pain in your back was completely gone now and you felt amazing. Chris kept a soft hold on you as he finished inside of you.
Very gently, the two of you moved so you got off of him and you glanced over at the clock.
"You know," You murmured softly. "If you still want, we might be able to make it to the restaurant in time to meet your friends."
Chris shook his head, pulling you into his side, turning the heating pad on once more and laying it against your side, putting it on a low level so it wasn't to hot. "I wanted to spend today with you anyways. I can hang out with my friends later. Now, let's go to the bathroom and take a nice hot bath, hmm?"
You flushed as your eyes looked at his cock again, covered in blood. "Yeah, that's probably a good idea."
Chris chuckled, standing up, and helped you off the bed and into the bathroom where you had another round of sex.
#Braveclementineworks#Fandom Oneshots#Chris Evans#xreader#smut#18+readersonly#Raunchy#blood kink#pet names#fluff#Chris Evans xreader#Period sex#period cramps#ChrisEvansxreader
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That wrestling pic definitely has NSFW alts
oh it was that obvious huh
ok i made one extra version but i dont think its as explicit as you mightve thought lmao
enjoy my bulge anon
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This is the only time you're gonna see Kakashi's face from me. I'm having a lot of fun drawing lately!
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He Tian’s Other Notebook
A short Fan fic
Summary: Directly after chapter 374, Mo Guan Shan finds another notebook in He Tian’s bag and a lot of… other things are written in it.
Note: This has been sitting in my drafts since 374 & I totally forgot about it! I also don’t really have a good ending so if the ending seems abrupt it’s cos it is (; But here, fandom; FEAST! ✨
Slight NSFW warning ⚠️
An unmarked Notebook, Mo Guan Shan thinks nothing of it at first. But his curiosity leads him to open it and take a peak. At first glance it just looks like a simple student notebook used to write down reminders, school work and notes. It didn’t have a specific subject attached to it like his Maths, History & Literature notebooks. Gaun Shan almost stopped flipping through pages, sure it was just a boring notebook full of random stuff he didn’t care about. But before he did, one more flip of a page and he’s looking at more sketches of what he can only assume is his chibi version. He Tian really does doodle everywhere. Mo finds himself chuckling at the thought. He mumbles the words ‘idiot’ under his breath. But as he turns the pages he almost can’t believe his eyes.
Short, quickly written words begin to line the pages of the notebook the more Guan Shan flips through. He slightly skims over them, and finds nothing that catches his attention until he flips a couple more pages. His own name catches his eyes.
I found out the name of the short tempered red head I met the other day, it’s Mo Guan Shan. I’m gonna tease him and call him his name in English. He seems fun, I think I’ll continue to tease him.
Mo rolled his eyes. ‘asshole’ he thought. But he couldn’t help but feel almost nostalgic reading the sentence. He knew it was from the few months ago he had met He Tian. Once again his curiosity got the best of him. Quickly he peaked around the room before making the decision to continue snooping through the notebook. He once more found his name.
Little mountain has quite the temper, but I think i’m growing on him. He is such an amazing cook, how can a guy my age be so good at cooking?
Today I saw Cheng, they’re up to something with Jian Yi. I need to keep my eyes open.
The girls in school got a little too intrusive today. They wanted to know my sexual history. How annoying.
Mo Guan Shan paused for a moment to realize what it was he was reading. “Is this, like his diary”? Mo wondered to himself aloud. The question left him feeling guilty that he could be reading something private. But something inside him desperately wanted to read more. Specifically the ones about him. To ease his guilty conscience he skipped a few pages, because not reading every single entry was the most privacy he could give Tian right now. He was once more too curious.
I did something stupid, but I didn’t think the redhead would have reacted like that. It was just a kiss.
Mo stopped in his tracks, and he felt his body tense up. He’d almost forgotten about the kiss, the kiss that felt like it happened so long ago. But he remembered every second of it. Slowly, he brought his hands to his lips. “Shit”…. He mumbled to himself and decided to ignore his thoughts by continuing his snooping.
I need to keep an eye on She Li. I’m not sure his history with little mo but for now he’s dealt with.
Cheng says father has been asking about me recently. I wonder if he’ll force me home.
Theres so much I don’t know about little mo, and I want to know everything there is to know.
Why is Cheng hanging around more often? And why is brother Qui always around Jian Yi…?
I wonder what would happen if I stopped trying in all my subjects. I doubt Cheng or father would care.
Mo read threw a few pages, surprisingly only seeing his name pop of a few times. And the more he flipped the more it just looked like random notes, doodles and reminders. He was about to put the unmarked notebook back inside the bag he grabbed it from, but once he reached the middle he saw there was much much more. “Shit… what am I doing”? Mo grumbled to himself before checking his surroundings again. He figured He Tian was busy resting. His eyes began skin over the notebook once more and he couldn’t help but catch his name in… every single entry. But the one that caught his eye, at the very top of the page was where he decided to start reading from.
I like him. Do I really disgust him?
Does he know how cute he is when he’s always grumpy like that?
What’s his history with She Li? Why was he the one that pierced him? But, Mo asked me to buy him new studs…
Mo found himself blushing. But he kept reading as he recognized the following entry from the night all four of them spent the night at He Cheng’s estate.
Little mo wouldn’t sleep in the same room with me last night. But I couldn’t get upset once I saw him sleeping peacefully. He really is so beautiful when he’s sleeping, his frown is adorable but I told him he’d look more handsome if he rested his eyebrows. I want him to want to lay with me though… I wonder if I still disgust him?
In an embarrassed fit Mo quickly flipped through a few pages, desperately looking for something less mushy to read. But the page he landed on had everything he wasn’t ready to accept written on it.
I cant help but fall for Mo Guan Shan more and more everyday. He is so much more than I took him for. If I could beat my old self up for putting my hands on him the way I did then, I would. All I want to do is cherish him now. Every time I think I’m getting somewhere with him he seems to pull back.
What if he doesn’t like men?
I don’t want to leave here. I want to stay close to him, and continue to get to know him. I want him to know me too.
When he opened up to me about She Li, and let me hug him I couldn’t help but notice how perfect he fit into my arms. What do I do ?
His waist fits like a glove in my hands. His hips too. I imagine our hands would fit perfectly together as well.
I cant help myself, but what is it I like the most about him? Shall I make a list~
His fiery eyes and the color of them.
His long and slender neck.
His ass, for a lean guy like him it’s very plump.
The curve of his back.
His soft red hair.
His bravery
His love and loyalty to his family.
Him. Just him.
If he didn’t have that scowl on his face all the time, would people notice him more?
I bet he tastes amazing. I bet he feels amazing. I want him.
The color of his nipples are the same color as his tip. I cant help but wonder if his entrance is the same beautiful color.
Mo Guan Shan almost audibly gasped as he slammed the notebook shut with record speed. His heart was beating a thousand beats a second & he could feel something unfamiliar running around in his stomach, almost like nervousness but he felt extremely flushed & embarrassed as well.
“Fuck”… He simply said to himself before quickly returning all the items back into He Tian’s bag and putting it where it was.
As much as he didn’t want to process what he’d just read, being alone in a huge apartment with nothing to consume forced his mind to remember the scandalous words He Tian had written about him…
“Me?..” mo said aloud in a questioning tone, as his thoughts ran wild.
#19 days#he tian#mo guan shan#tianshan#19days#old xian#fanfic#shorts#raunchy#he’s h*rny your honor#he tian x mo guan shan#momo
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I GOT GOLD! YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!!!!!
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Probably every single of Voltaires albums is better musically than this one, but for pure endorphins and making my day better this is always the one.
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