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storyslurper · 1 year

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GunXReaderXGoo|| Quick(ish) one-shot

OkOkOk this is suuuper self indulgent, and has also been sitting in my draft for literal months, yes they may be a lil ooc but lisTEN- i needed to do this. No one else will so i shall. anyway it's just some drabble about what these lovely guys might do on a nice day with their shared lover

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"Goo, honey..? Baby, love, sweetheart, darling, gummy bear, ban-"

"Yes. Hello, enough of that." Goo cut you off while rolling his eyes. "You don't have a million cringe nicknames for Gun y'know."

"Sure I do. I don't have to use them though, since he usually answers the first time." you said while motioning for hi to sit next to you on the couch.

"Yeah, sure." he said with a sigh then sitting down.

"Gun is just about ready, he just finished in the shower." to which Goo only hummed in response.

"Did you ever send me those materials?" he asked turning to look at you.

"...What?"

"I need materials to upgrade my shit, I told you this." he said with an annoyed sigh.

"Oh, on that crappy game you made me download, yeah I'm still only level 6." you replied leaning your head back on the couch.

"WHAT?! HOW? You've had the game for like a week! I was level 24 by then!" he practically shrieked making you slightly flinch from his volume.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. You're a little loser with almost no life, I get it." you retorted with a chuckle.

"Oh shut your trap! You're just mad you can't play a simple phone game!" he said crossing his arms and dramatically leaning back into the couch.

"Are you two done yet? I'd like to get going before the traffic rush." Gun pipped in from the corner of the room smoothing down his silky dress shirt.

"It's not like you're driving... we'd never make it if you did.." Goo said the last part a bit quieter.

"Even if I'm not driving it's still unpleasant to sit in traffic. Even worse, I'll have to listen to you complaining about it." Gun replied while grabbing your jacket and starting to walk over to you.

"Oh c'mon guys, play nice. It's my day, sooo that means you two are the best of friends today." you said firmly while standing and turning around to let Gun put your jacket on you.

Gun held your jacket while you slipped your arms into the sleeves. When he was done he smoothed over the jacket leaving his hands on your waist, you craned your neck to look at his face behind you.

"The very best of friends." he stated stiffly but with a smile on his face.

"For some reason, I find that hard to believe." you said turning slightly to plant a quick peck on his nose. "Well let's get going then, I want to pick up some smocks so I can keep them."

"Smocks? What the hell is that?" Goo asked with a scrunch of his nose.

"Art smocks, y'know. They go over your clothes so you don't ruin them, and I figured you wouldn't want to wear something at least a dozen other people have worn. They reuse their smocks, more cost effective."

"If even a single thread of-"

"Don't worry my little primadonna you won't mess up your fancy clothes. now let's gooooo." you cut him off, dragging out the end of your sentence. Goo only replied with a scoff and a roll of his eyes.

The three of you made your way to the car and you were off. You all agreed to a deal that at least once a month you got to choose something for all of you to do together. With their busy schedules it was the least they could do. Both Gun and Goo knew you valued the little time you got with both of them, but they also knew you wanted to spend time with them together. That's why today you chose to go to a small town you used to visit all the time as a kid, you looked up what the art center was doing today and it just so happened they were having a 3-hour long open painting session. You liked creating things, whether it looked professional or not didn't matter to you, just that you liked it and that it was fun. You were a little nervous with Gun and Goo there, you were hoping they wouldn't start a fight over nothing and then you'd have to awkwardly pack up your canvases and shuffle out of the place as if you didn't know them. Regardless, you were still excited too. You'll get to relive some nostalgia, paint, and spend time with your men, it's the perfect trifecta for a perfect day.

As you were getting closer to the destination you were getting more and more restless, just about ready to jump out of the car and wander around the place until you felt satisfied. You pointed where to go out to Goo, definitely annoying Gun with your frantic pointing and leaning so far into the front you were practically sitting on the center console. Finally, you arrived at the front of the building jumping out of the car before even coming to a full stop. You ran inside and to the front desk to check in, Gun and Goo came in shortly after you. You excitedly babbled on about all the time you spent here as a kid, barely taking a breath between words. It wasn't until Gun put his hand on your back and started to walk to the Courtyard, where the open painting was being held, it was breathtaking. When you were here last there weren't huge willow trees, a peaceful little gazebo, or the bright wildflowers dotting the whole yard.

"-snookums, babygirl, princess, honey bunches of oats?" Goo's voice finally reached your ear.

"Uh-huh, yeah, wait. What?" you turn to him with a confused look.

"THAT is what got your attention? Really? None of the cutesy ones?" he asked with a slightly annoyed tone. "Not even my beloved worked.." he sighed.

"Aww, how sweet~" you cooed while latching onto his arm.

The three of you painted although it was more you and Gun painting while Goo just flopped his brush around the canvas every now and then between bothering you by trying to paint on yours. You all talked about meaningless topics and even cracked a few jokes, Gun too, surprisingly. This went on for about an hour and a half before you were satisfied and starving. You packed up everything and the instructor told you that you could stop by tomorrow to pick up your paintings, that way they could dry over night. Which you were thankful for seeing as you saw no way that Goo would allow wet paint in his car.

After dinner, at yet another overly fancy place, with the two men you all had went back home. Almost immediately as you got inside Gun and Goo started to argue on what movie you'd be watching to which you let out a long over-exaggerated sigh causing them both to stifle their arguing opting instead to take off their shoes and jackets to walk over and sit on opposite sides of the couch in silence while you riffled through all the different DVDs you owned, settling on one of your favorite movies. After you set up the movie, grabbed a blanket, and a bottle of wine and three glasses you sat down between the two of them pouring their glasses and handing them off. You glanced back and forth between the two of them hoping they'd get the hint, which they did as they both scooted closer Gun resting his free hand on your thigh and Goo sliding his arm around your waist. You pressed play on the movie and settled in comfortably between the two, a content sigh leaving your lips.

By the time the movie was done and you were ready to get up and head to bed you realized both of them had already fallen asleep, both clutching onto you in their own right. You slightly adjusted so you were a little more comfortable, only for Gun to mumble for you to go to sleep and pull you into his chest, which made Goo stir and latch onto your waist putting his face to rest on your stomach. You sigh and lean forward as much as you could to give a kiss to the top of Goo's head then laid back to crane your neck and place a kiss on Gun's jawline, not long after drifting off to sleep.

#park jonggun #goo kim #lookism #lookism manhwa #gun x reader #goo x reader #gun x reader x goo #lookism x reader #i need them fr #just me and my boyfriends #im obsessed with them #oneshot #fluff #self indulgent content

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crebbyhermit · 1 year

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#i make my own shitposts #self indulgent content #this post makes me Wheeze everytime #crebsketch #dumping here for archival purposes again #ocs #andrea #venus #hugo #pen drawings my beloved...#im really proud of how i drew them here tho. was going for the visual novel sprite look #or. i forgot the wording LMAO i wanted to them to be more interactive than just. front facing sprites

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mistofstars · 1 year

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Vielleicht vielleicht setze ich mich mal am Wochenende hin und nehme meine Lieblings Momente bin Joko und Klaas aus den dudw Staffeln auf und mach ein kleines Video... :)

#Joko und klaas #Vielleicht vielleicht #Warum nicht #Self indulgent content

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welcometogrouchland · 1 month

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[ID in ALT] I've made posts before about Talia/Dick co-parenting Damian moments (will never happen but let me dream) and this came to me in a vision. Took me ages to finish for some reason 😭 and then even longer to post

#dc comics #dc #damian wayne #dick grayson #talia al ghul #batfamily #dc robin #nightwing #anyway. yes im a self-indulgent ''dick as damians secret third parent'' truther #like i DO think it's way more complex and nuanced than the schmoopy affectionate fan portrayal of it #they're brothers they're father and son they're partners they're the dynamic duo except only in past tense etc etc #but consider! I'm not immune to schmoopy affection in fanworks. it compells me despite itself #anyway it's technically not that crazy when it comes to dick and damian. they hug! often! at least they did #it's not as big a leap to these types of scenarios #also talia ''somewhat absent for complex reasons on both her and damians part but very loving and loved by her son'' al ghul #you will always be famous to me #son of the demon origin...bwahhh #anyway. someone made a comic kind of like this/like a post i made abt this topic #but way funnier bc dick and talia starting trying to beat each other up #so go look at that as well #anyway. it's been a somewhat difficult few weeks so I'm. desperately trying to take it easy #i got some reading with me (first vol of kevin smiths GA run that i found second hand and jaimes BB run vol 2!)#so we'll see how far i get through those. considering there's demons in my head telling me to re-read things (LET ME OUT!!!)#when i finish GA and BB i do plan on rereading robin 2021. as a treat to myself #it's a run I've really warmed up to as time went on #I'm keeping up w/ the current b&r run even though it is. admittedly very slow w/ some weird dialogue #i read it for the damian content more than anything. also nikas back so that's neat :]#idk I have a feeling that after absolute power shakes out we might get some more creative team switch ups #so if anyone at dc is interested in taking over the reigns on b&r...that could be very neat #(it's me they should hire me. please DC i have ideas listen to my red hood pitch PLEASE-)

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dreamangel-ren · 1 year

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Fluffvember

Since’s there is a FFXIV Fluffvember prompt thing floating about, I decided to use it to practice with my writing. I think it would be a good motivator to help me to get better with my storytelling plus satisfy my self indulgent needs so yes, brace thyself with a LOT of WoLxNPC content. A kind reminder if this type of content isn’t your cup of tea, just scroll on and be on your merry way because no one is forcing ya to read my imaginative mess. I will try to write something each day depending if I have an idea for it; if not then oh well (I’m just gonna act like I’m writing a journal entry). The length of the entries may vary so yeah, let’s do this thing!

#ffxiv #ffxiv endwalker #fluffvember #writing #let's give it a shot #wolxnpc #self indulgent content

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carryoncastiel · 7 months

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What am I to you?

#wyll ravengard #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #bg3 spoilers #wyll romance #bg3 wyll #self-indulgent wyll content #my stuff #my gifs #wyllgif*

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gothicgunslinger · 8 months

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being arthur's wife means a whole lotta intimacy. what i mean by that is, cuddles on his cot every night – his arms loose, yet heavy around your waist, his lips not once leaving the nape of your neck; pressing sweet, stubbled kisses as you whimper his name. arthur enjoys the idea of sex being natural to you two, it's never purposefully initiated it just..happens, is lead into. when you whimper, he slips his hand – after, wetting his fingers on your tongue, of course – beneath your underwear. he circles your clit, still kissing your neck, then your ear – murmuring praises, his breath hot, "that's my girl", "my angel", "there's my pretty girl", "such a pretty voice". and, when he slides his cock in, you both simultaneously gasp – going slow, steady, he finds your hands and holds them at your chest. when he's close, "together now, sweetheart, come on..you can do it, angel, come on.." – because, he refuses to come before you do, or without you, and not once has either of those things happened.

#arthur morgan #rdr2 #rdr2 community #rdr2 x reader #arthur morgan x female reader #arthur morgan x reader #self indulgent #red dead redemption two #finally posting arthur content #smut #rdr2 smut

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eminemily05 · 2 months

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Passion’s Dance

Husk x Reader

I couldn’t help myself with this one 🫣 3.2k words, holy shit.

This is a Husk x Reader 18+ imagine. Please, please don’t interact if you’re a minor. I don’t want you to get in trouble with parents.

This is very, very self indulgent and is the first smut I’ve written seriously since I was like…15? So please forgive me if it’s all over the place. Kind constructive criticism is very much welcome, just don’t be a dick about it.

Warning: Sexual Themes (obviously), and vague descriptions of feline anatomy.

The story is under the cut.

“If anythin’ hurts too much, tap out. Don’t try an’ be tough.”

Bedding Husk was no easy feat. It took long enough for him to even allow you to put a label on what you two were. He’d been through enough ‘relationships’ that the terms ‘dating’ and ‘partners’ had become so unappealing to him.

He’d been hurt enough and had hurt others enough, he didn’t want to bring in false hope for himself. Not to mention his lover.

However, you’d pushed past those walls (respectfully, of course) and wormed your way into his old, tired soul. As much as he tried to hide it, he was glad to have you. Husk knew that being with him, exclusively, wasn’t for the faint of heart. He self-destructed, drank himself to blackouts, and gambled his money when he got the chance.

He was patient, sure, but you had to be when dealing with Alastor. Husk was forced to be complacent. He’d described himself as ‘broken’ on more than one occasion.

But, you never let that push you away. You knew why he did it, why he beat himself down, why he stayed silent when obviously something was wrong. You were patient, truly patient. You didn’t push too hard, but you didn’t let Husk push you, either. He respected that.

Now, if Husk letting you label your relationship wasn’t hard enough, getting him to be truly intimate was a damn miracle.

He’s not innocent, by any means. He’s had a fling here and there. One-night stands almost every night when he was alive. Business ‘transactions’ as an Overlord. He’s been through it all. But, he’s never had a true night of passion with someone he’s truly loved. Husk never had a reason to. Especially as an Overlord, he was rough, cruel, uncaring.

He doesn’t want to test that beast showing its fangs to you.

You two had been going steady for a good number of months. Getting Husk to warm up to you took time. Gentle kisses and touches in privacy were hard enough. He’d shy away from the affection for the first couple months, tense and unsure of it. The barkeep had never been shown affection that didn’t have some kind of motive behind it.

Slowly, he’d started to grow into it. Leaning, ashamedly, into soft pecks and gentle scratching between his wings or ears. However, he usually didn’t reciprocate. And when he did, he always made sure to ask first. He would never act without your permission, even when you insisted it was alright.

It was for his ‘peace of mind,’ he’d tell you each time.

You built on that over the months, gently warming him to your affections and presence. Wing touches here and there, gentle ear rubs, hands through the hair on top of his head. He began to lean into all of it more and more, becoming more confident in his touches and affection towards you. Behind closed doors, of course. Gods forbid Angel ever found out. Husk wouldn’t hear the end of it.

After months and months of soft, careful affection and touching, he finally came to you. He was ready, now.

It was a romantic little date proposal, by your standards.

He had walked up to you, a set of plastic playing cards folded up into roses. Those definitely had the handiwork of someone like Charlie, but you weren’t going to mention that. You could almost hear her squeals at the idea of him, begrudgingly, asking for that kind of help.

He asked you on a date, and how could you possibly say no?

Well, one date later and here you both were.

Sitting on his lap, fingers curled in the fur on the back of his head as he littered your neck in soft kisses. His claws roaming gently over your clothed figure, catching the seams in the slightest of actions.

Soft jazz played from a record set on his dresser. You had bought that for him a while ago after learning he liked the style of music, but had no way to play it himself. And like hell he was going to put a radio in his room. Alastor owning his soul was more than enough.

His ears twitched at the sound of your soft breaths, his paws settling over your hips and squeezing. A low groan soon followed from you, drawing a chuckle from the bartender.

“Feelin’ good?” His tongue poked out to swipe across your neck, sending a shiver through your body at the rough texture. He knew what he was doing, damn him.

As much as you’d love to kiss that grin off his face… “Y..You’re being quite the tease, you know?” You shot back. He gave you a smirk and another squeeze.

His kisses gently trailed back up your neck, a soft path leading to the corner of your open mouth. “Mm, that wasn’t what I asked.” He mumbled against your lips before leaning in completely, closing the gap.

A rough tongue lapped across your bottom lip, coaxing a soft whine from your throat. He took the chance to dip it into your mouth, grazing your own in the process. Husk’s paws wrapped securely around your hips as he maneuvered you both to the bed. Your back was laid against the soft covers as he hovered above you, kiss unbroken.

Fighting you for dominance, one of his paws left its spot on your hip. Claws softly dipped into the opening of the shirt and guided upwards, running against your quickly warming skin. You couldn’t help but arch slightly into the touch. Husk chuckled against your lips, noticing. His wings twitched in excitement.

All too soon, he pulled back. Your head instinctively tried to follow him. Much to your disappointment, he hummed and nuzzled his cheek to yours. You giggled at the ticklish feeling, but he firmly continued.

He wanted nothing more than to be able to smell his own scent on you long after this was over. To know he had taken good care of you, with the invisible mark to prove it.

The paw in your shirt drifted up further, slipping under all your layers. He pressed it gently against your nipple, his tail and ears perking at the sound of your soft gasp.

You blushed, looking up at him. He looked back, almost asking for permission. Gods, he could be so sweet..

Nodding, you reached to help remove your top. His other paw was quick to stop you. “Let me take care of ya. You’ve been doin’ it for me long enough, baby.” Husk’s paws made quick work of your upper layers, laying your chest and stomach bare for him to see.

Him, and him alone.

Shaking his head of the thought, he leaned down. His lips pressed back against yours in another kiss, tongue pushing in with little resistance. The demon’s paws moved up, down, and across the expanse of your newly exposed skin. Soft fur rubbing against your warm skin. You arched up into the feeling.

A hand reached up and settled in the fur between his wings, pushing him closer against you. Husk’s wings puffed at the intruder between them. He shuddered against you, tongue pressing roughly to yours and drawing a soft squeak from you. Then, he pulled back.

You whined at the loss.

Shifting his hips carefully against yours, you bit your lip. You could feel his excitement pressed against the warmth between your legs. His whipping tail told you he could feel yours just the same.

But that could wait.

Instead, he shifted his attention back to your chest. Your nipples had grown stiff with the introduction of the cold air. Leaning down, he settled his mouth around one of them. Swirling his tongue around the peak. He knows the right pressure to use.

His teeth graze across the bud, eliciting a sharp gasp from you. His tongue soothes gently across the area, turning the gasp to a soft squeal. Husk hasn’t forgotten about your other one, though. A paw reaches up and gently rubs over the other nipple, pressing down in slow circles. Your hips gently buck up against him.

He laps gently at your peak, purring softly before he can even think. His claws tweak your other one. A soft mewl leaves your mouth before you can think. Quickly, he switches spots. Your other nipple is enveloped into the warmth of his mouth as the former is given the same tweaking treatment.

Soft moans and purring fill the room. The hybrid demon’s tail flicks absentmindedly in the air. His ears are facing you, enjoying every sound his movements draw from you.

“Husk…” You moan, gently tugging at the hair on the top of his head. He looks up at you through lidded eyes. A flick of his ear is the only way you can tell he’s heard you. “Husk, please…”

Pulling back with a wet pop, he looks down at you.

“I know, Doll. But ya need to be ready.” His kisses trail down your torso gently, tongue lapping against the warm skin. You shudder and watch him, your own gaze hazy from his actions.

He hums low against your belly, sending a soft vibration against it. That only added to your growing arousal. A twitch of his nose told you he noticed.

Sitting back, he stripped himself of his suit and slacks. His fur puffed up at its release and he chucked the garments off to the side. Concealed within the soft fur was a ribbed length. It was average in length, but was definitely a good sized girth that would need adjusting to.

You shuddered at the sight.

Husk made quick work of your lower layers, tossing them to join your upper layers and his suit in a pile on the floor. He’d worry about cleaning that later.

Looking down at you, he couldn’t help the trill that left his throat.

“Fuckin’ beautiful.” His wings puffed up gently as he leaned back down, pulling you into yet another kiss. Tongues dancing as his paws moved down to shift your hips up against his.

Once you were adjusted against him to his liking, he reached into his bedside table. Pulling back, he opened a small bottle.

You looked at him, brow raised.

“And you have a bottle of lube…why?”

His ears went flat as he gave you a look. “Maybe another time.”

Before you could protest, a cold feeling hit your hole. You squealed at the temperature shock. Husk only smirked. Bastard.

Opening your mouth to curse him, a soft moan quickly replaced your words. The bartender’s paw rubbed the gel in gently, the soft pad smoothing over your hole in soft but pressured circles. Gripping his arm, you bucked at the feeling.

He simply chuckled as he drew his paw back, taking the time to coat his own dick in lube. He didn’t even flinch.

You definitely had questions for later.

Shifting to line his hips up with yours, he looks at you. A serious look is on his face.

“If anythin’ hurts too much, tap out. Don’t try an’ be tough.” He threaded a hand into your hair, scratching your scalp gently.

You leaned into the touch, nodding. “If it hurts too much, I’ll tap out. I promise.” He leaned down and bumped his nose to yours.

“Good.” He lines himself up to your lubed entrance. “Can I?”

In a world full of boys, he truly can be a gentleman. Always asking for permission before doing anything with you, it was sweet.

You gave him a nod, reaching up to gently cup his fluffy cheeks. “You can.”

He leaned into the touch as he slowly pushed himself in. You were right. The girth, combined with noticeable bumps and ridges, would take a bit of adjusting to. Clawing at his back pulled a low hiss from him, making him stop.

“Fuckin’- ‘Stop’ would work just fine too, ya know.” He grumbled. Leaning down, he peppered your face in soft kisses. His claws wrapped around your hips, waiting to shift you into a better angle.

You nuzzled into the kisses. “You still listened.” He lets out a snort at that.

“Course I did. ‘M not a fuckin’ asshole.”

Testing the waters, you shifted your hips against him slightly. Husk let out a low growl and his wings puffed considerably. Hooking your legs around his hips, you nodded. “You can move..”

He nuzzled against your neck, using his paws to tilt your hips up against him. You could feel his cockhead reach deeper, a moan escaping you. He smirked against your skin. Slowly, his hips pulled back. The hybrid drew back until only the tip was left inside, before slowly pushing himself back in.

There was still a twinge of discomfort with it, but the lube was working well. He gave a few more thrusts like that. Deep, slow, loving. Husk was going great lengths to make sure you got used to his texture before anything else.

His tail thumped loudly against the bed, low trills and huffs leaving his throat and vibrating against your body. His claws digging into your skin told you it was taking everything in his power just to hold himself back. You reached up and scratched between his ears. The cat instantly leaned into it.

You felt yourself being shifted to rest back on the pillows. The feeling of soft fur left your hips and his paws rested on either side of your head. The rhythm of his hips against yours, sped up slightly. You moaned at the feeling, finally accustomed to the rough cock.

“You’re…so fuckin’ tight..” The growl reverberated through your ear. Kisses and nipping littered your neck, fueling your sounds. His wings spread slightly as he ground against you.

Even though he wanted nothing more than to fuck you numb into the bed, he treated you like fragile glass. Like one wrong move could absolutely break you. His thrusts slowly began to hit deeper and deeper.

When he grazed against your sweet spot, you swore you saw stars. A pitched moan was all he needed to hit that spot over and over again, his ears twitching. You clawed at his back again, but he only sped up this time. And fuck, if it didn’t feel good.

The louder your moans grew, the faster he seemed to go. Pushing you down, albeit gently, into the bed. His fur pressed against your sweat covered skin. He was desperate to chase your release, growling incoherently against your neck. Panting against the skin.

“Husk..” You mewled, gripping onto the fur of his neck slightly. He let out a loud trill and looked at you. His pupils were enlarged, threatening to cover the orange of his irises. The hazed look in his eyes was enough to make you clench. His hips stuttered against you as he felt it. “Fuck- Husk..!”

He began to litter your neck in soft bites, his thrusts steadily growing sloppy. It was obvious Husk was close. You weren’t too far behind, he could tell. And while he’d love nothing more to fill you up right then, he was still clear minded enough to know he needed to make you cum first.

So he shakily lifted himself on his front paws and pressed his hips to yours, folding them slightly. With this new angle, he slammed straight into your recently discovered sweet spot. You choked slightly at the feeling and tugged at the base of his wings. Husk‘s tail whipped loudly against the bed.

“Baby…ya can’t-“ He growled, arms buckling. “‘M close enough..fuck..! I won’t last long…if ya tug there..!”

You shakily reached up, curling your fingers in the fur on the back of his head. Bringing him into a sloppy kiss, you locked your legs around his hips. He chuckled hoarsely against your lips.

Grinding into you, he kissed down your neck. Lapping gently at the sweat covered skin with his rough tongue. Shivers wracked your body as the knot built in your gut. Pooling warm and heavy. You moaned out as Husk settled on one of your nipples, prodding it into his mouth.

He circled the bud gently, drawing loud mewls and groans from your throat. The feeling of it added to the warming coil, and you arched up against him. You were close. So close.

Pulling back from the nipple, he looked up at you. His thrusts grew sloppier, but he was holding himself back. You needed one more push.

Moving up, he nuzzled against a spot on your neck. Licking it and nipping it, he slowed his thrusts in favor of going deeper and harder. “Come on, baby..cum for me.”

As he gave a particularly hard slam, his teeth dug into your skin and marked the skin with deep grooves.

That was more than enough for you and you came hard. A loud moan of his name filled the room. Husk shook himself and gave a few more hard thrusts, ears flat. He slammed himself deep and came, thick ropes filling you up. You watched, dazed, as his wings flared out across the room.

The hybrid gave a couple more thrusts, fucking his cum into you. Then, he let himself collapse on top of you. Husk panted gently against your skin, ears flicking.

You both laid there, panting, enjoying the afterglow as your hearts calmed down. Reaching down to where Husk’s head rested against your chest, you combed your fingers through his mussed hair. He leaned into the touch with a purr, opening his eyes to look at you. You watched as he blinked away the hazy look.

You giggled. “That was amazing…I’m shocked.” He instantly bristled.

“The fuck’s that supposed t’ mean?” The cat nipped, playfully, at your chest. You know he didn’t mean anything behind it.

“I’m just kidding.” A hum built in your throat, “Thank you, though. For trusting me enough to do this.”

His ears folded back and he grumbled, distracting himself by cleaning up your bleeding mark. “Yeah yeah, whatever…thanks for..being patient.” He mumbled softly against your skin.

You cupped his face and brought it close to yours. Then, you rubbed your cheek against his. Instantly, he leaned into it, tail curling. “Don’t have to thank me for anything.”

He chuckled and lapped at your skin gently, cleaning you in his own way. When he’d grown soft, he pulled himself out and grabbed a rag. Wetting it in his bathroom, he came back and carefully cleaned you. You nuzzled against him as he finished up. His wings puffed.

“You know what you’re doing, ya little shit.” He nipped your cheek.

“No idea what you’re talking about.” You smirked, taking the rag from him and tossing it to the floor. It could make friends with your clothes down there. Then, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him back into the bed.

He curled his tail around your waist, and covered you with his wings. Softly nuzzling into your neck, his purring started up lowly. The feeling of it against you was enough to make you yawn. He closed his eyes at the sound.

“I love you, Husk.” You mumbled out as you drifted to sleep. He simply curled his wings and tail tighter around you. You didn’t expect him to answer.

“..I love you, too..”

#hazbin hotel husk #husk x reader #hazbin husk #hazbin husk x reader #hazbin hotel husk x reader #18+ content #18+ only #husk x reader smut #smut #self indulgent #can’t write sex scenes for shit

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growingdarker · 2 months

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made some ocs sooooo unrelated to any media I’ve consumed 👍

#/j #finally…I can make my own canon content #pls don’t question the outfit choices here #this was a joke-ish thing at first but now I’m attached #they’re my self indulgent jmart now #my art #original characters #chester & norris #character design #procreate #doodle

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pepsitwist · 2 years

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The Shield + their title belts in 2022

#shield #the shield #wwe #aew #jon moxley #dean ambrose #roman reigns #seth rollins #shield enjoyers this one is for you #meaning i saw kaz mention a gifset with all the shield boys and their titles and i made it #bc when kaz wants something to exist i need to make it #all elite wrestling #world wrestling entertainment #self indulgent content

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spellbooking · 2 months

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nature outdid itself with you 🐻❤️🍃

thank you @waterdeepwhiskey for the location suggestion

#self indulging oc content save me #baldur's gate 3 #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #gamingedit #bg3 gif #bg3 edit #bg3edit #halsin x tav #halsin silverbough #halsin #halsin bg3 #ch: halsin #oc: othello nulara #otp: our hearts do stir #gasp no face paint #he's maturing he's blossoming

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therealunknown666 · 4 months

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a smooch for her

#ty for the support on my other post <3 #have another sev #it’s slightly unfinished and cropped strange because it’s actually apart of some self indulgent oc x canon art #I wanna make sure I wont be shot on sight if i do decide to post content of my oc smooching her #I have a lot of love for Sevika I gotta express it somehow 😭#<3 ty again for the support :3 #Sevika #Arcane #Sevika Arcane #Fanart #MEN DNI

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radio-writes · 18 days

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Keep All Your Worries Aside

Alastor on his partner's birthday - Headcanons

Warnings: implied power imbalance, slight manipulation

Tags: Alastor x reader, gn reader, fluff, self indulgent as hell

MDNI

Alastor used to adore birthdays when he was alive. It was the perfect time to get to know people; friends and targets alike.

He also got the chance to earn the person's favor, which was never a downside to him. He never knew when it would be useful to have those people on his side, after all.

Whenever he had partners in his lifetime, whether just for show or out of genuine care for their company, he spoiled the ever living heart out of them. Dinner, gifts, dancing, his absolute undivided attention—whatever they wanted and more he made sure to give it all to them.

It was unconsciously an addicting habit for him. He loved the way it made them so happy. How he knew he was the cause of their smiles and hence could just take it away any time he wanted to. How it made them so thankful to get to spend such a special time with him.

After he died, however, the excitement over birthdays was all but left behind in the mortal part of his existence.

Alastor didn't see the point of celebrating a birthday, specially when in Hell. After all, he was hard pressed to even find anyone that was happy about being born into this world, only to be stuck in such a miserable cesspool in the end.

And besides, not a lot of wandering souls even revealed that much of themselves anymore. Something as personal as a birthday was often kept a secret, in fear of it being used against them somehow.

Perhaps, sarcastically, he has brought up the idea here and there. If he knew it brought some sort of anguish or misery to some lowly sinner, why wouldn't he?

But when it was his darling partner who just openly shared such information with him? Oh, he just couldn't help but to be interested.

Such a little act showed how much they trusted him, and he couldn't just let that go unpaid, could he? It would mean he would owe them, after all.

Alastor found that his old habits came back a lot faster than he expected them to. He found himself dragging his darling out all around the pentagram—whether they wanted to go or not—showing them off, showing them the sights, showing them a generally great time with his arm looped around theirs.

He bought every single thing they even glanced at, but he didn't dare burden their arms with holding it all. No, he had his shadow creatures trailing behind, carrying all his gifts for them.

Couldn't he just simply bring them into their room at the hotel? Of course! Easily so with a snap of his fingers. But that wouldn't be as fun as getting to show off just how well he could provide for his partner.

It's only when his dear finally asked him to ease up on the fanfare—they feared the trail of shadows would cause a traffic accident at this point—did Alastor finally stop and just transported their gifts to the hotel.

He took them out dancing, shopping, drinking. Always had a hand on them no matter what, to keep them close.

He found that old giddy feeling in his chest seeing his darling smile because of him—knowing he alone caused their happiness.

And when they thanked him at the end of it all? Said those oh so humble words

"I have no idea how to repay you for all of this."

Well, no one could blame him when his grin stretched just a tad bit wider. Eager, excited, thrilled. He hadn't exactly set out to earn any favors on their birthday, it was simply to pay back the trust they gave him.

But hey, he wouldn't turn down having his darling in debted to him. And he could certainly think of a few ways they could return the favor.

It is my birthday and if I say I want fluffy Al, I'm getting fluffy Al.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin alastor #hazbin alastor x reader #alastor #alastor x reader #vien writes #Yes I was born on april fools day #nobody is a bigger fool than I #believing I could keep up with Al's dancing when I have 0 rhythm and 0 grace #oh vien i thought this was a dark content blog #it still is #this is just birthday fluff self indulgence don't come for my ass

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