18+, Minors DNI// Blog to put my nsft thoughs/art and occasional writing// some personal things but most for character and oc stuff// Trans man (he/him) 23
After much thought I have decided to abandon not just this blog, but this entire account.
I feel it has served its purpose, and there is so so much history here. But I want a fresh start. A blank slate. I've had a lot of major life changes these past few months, and my life is about to change yet again in a huge way. So I feel it is time to close this chapter and begin anew.
I will not be deleting anything though!! Rest assured of that. Simply leaving it be as it is.
I have already made my new main and whump blog. Mutuals will probably have already seen that I went through and followed them already. Thank you all for this wild ride, I have greatly enjoyed it.
Here's to new beginnings.
You can now find me over at @blackberry-knightingale as my main, and @bloody-knightingale as my whump sideblog.
After much thought I have decided to abandon not just this blog, but this entire account.
I feel it has served its purpose, and there is so so much history here. But I want a fresh start. A blank slate. I've had a lot of major life changes these past few months, and my life is about to change yet again in a huge way. So I feel it is time to close this chapter and begin anew.
I will not be deleting anything though!! Rest assured of that. Simply leaving it be as it is.
I have already made my new main and whump blog. Mutuals will probably have already seen that I went through and followed them already. Thank you all for this wild ride, I have greatly enjoyed it.
Here's to new beginnings.
You can now find me over at @blackberry-knightingale as my main, and @bloody-knightingale as my whump sideblog.
why is it always the fancylad boy-king type whos the bottom. maybe his tough loyal knight who uses his body to protect and defend him and lives to serve him wants to get railed
maybe i just like it when masc dudes with scars and calluses and a devotion complex bigger than the moon get topped by troubled prettyboys with hands thatve never worked a day in their life. who said that
dom/sub with Zeke and Omen? or mayhaps free use with Omen? :3
Thank you for the request! Sorry this took so long, I hope it's worth the wait.
Prompt from here
Omen was really starting to regret his choice in accompanying Zeke on his ship. For one, the cockpit was cramped. It could pretty comfortably fit Zeke of course, but Omen was hunched over to avoid the ceiling, and crammed against the wall to keep from touching Zeke. Secondly, he could barely keep his hands off his rival when they were bantering on their clashes, let alone trapped nose to nose with him for hours on end with nothing else to occupy his mind. He shifted uncomfortably, sighing deeply to break the silence. Zeke rolled his eyes and lifted them to look at Omen over the top of his glasses, “Is there a problem?”
“I’m bored.” Omen huffed and crossed his arms.
“I never would have guessed.” Zeke sighed, sarcasm dripping from his voice. Then, a very smug grin tugged at his mouth.Â
“What’s that look for? You look like the damn Cheshire cat.” Omen spoke slowly, an eyebrow raised in suspicion.
“I had an idea to alleviate your boredom. At least for a while.” Zeke looked him up and down.
“Well-?” Omen vaguely gestured for him to continue, “What is it?”
“You could help me get off.” Zeke stated matter-of-factly.
Omen froze and looked at the demon, his jaw practically on the floor. “Ex-Excuse me?”
“You heard me.” Zeke’s grin got wider and his eyes got sharper. “You think I haven’t seen the way you oogle me? The way you look at me when we fight? I know you want to.” He finally fully turned towards Omen, his hand reaching out to rest on the angel’s chin. “Besides-” he all but purred, “Everything on this ship belongs to me. And that now includes you.”
Omen’s face turned as crimson as his hair. He let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding, finally finding words. “Yeah… Yeah o-ok.” he never was a wordsmith…
“Good.” Zeke gave Omen’s cheek a pat before turning to the dashboard and pressing a few buttons. “I’ve put her on autopilot for now.” He stood and reached a hand out for Omen to take. “My bed’s in the back.”
Omen took his hand and stood, following him the five steps back towards the metal door. Zeke placed his hand on the door and it slid open. To call it a “bedroom” would be far too generous. It was a small bed frame and mattress up against the wall, an end table, a light, and a small dresser all within a seven foot by five foot space. Zeke began stripping off his clothes. Omen went to follow suit but Zeke grabbed his wrist to stop him. “Not yet.” He left no room for argument.
Zeke, now fully naked sat down on the edge of the bed and tapped his foot on the ground in front of him, gesturing for Omen to kneel down. Omen obliged as best he could. Like with most things on Zeke's ship, it was a tight squeeze for him, but he managed. He looked up at Zeke, waiting for what he wanted next.
Zeke leaned forward and traced a finger along Omen’s jawline, making him shudder, before burying his hand in Omen’s red hair and pulling him closer between his legs, “Open your mouth,” he ordered. Omen obeyed instantly, allowing the hand in his hair to guide him into taking Zeke’s dick in his mouth. He again glanced up at Zeke but didn’t move without being told. Zeke was grinning down at him. “Just relax and let me use you.” Omen blinked up with doe eyes and hummed his approval.
Zeke tightened his hold on Omen’s hair and slowly shifted him back and forth, letting a groan slip between his lips. Omen breathed through his nose, letting Zeke guide him back and forth. His own dick very hard now. He eagerly swirled his tongue around Zeke’s dick with skilled practice. Drawing another low moan from the man. Gradually their movements got more rapid and needy. Until eventually Zeke held hard to Omen’s hair flush against him while he came. Omen swallowed down all of it around him.
“Omen.” Omen glanced up, but it seemed muffled.
“Omen!” Zeke’s voice violently tore Omen from his dream.
Omen jerked up straight from his place laying against the dashboard, face flushed and feeling more than a little dazed.
“Sorry, but you were drooling all over the dashboard and there’s sensitive stuff under the panels. Sounded like a good one too.”
it’s hard to find nsfw prompt ask games so here, i’m making my own
send a number + a character or ship and you might get some art or a fic out of it! tried to get a mix of general and more specific to allow as much freedom as possible but i added a free space at the end anyway lol [that’s also there because there’s some kinks i didn’t feel comfortable adding. it is what it is]
in fiction, i really love sex that isn't quite sex, like, the sexual experience without necessarily the physical sex. like with someone who is absolutely touch-starved and reacts to everything, even just a hand on their cheek, or something of another species, a monster who has never felt a gentle, loving caress, who never knew that human hands could be used for anything other than pain and hurt. i love the thought of them getting aroused just from being held, just from soft, exploring kisses and fingers on their skin -- for the simple purpose of feeling, learning their body, not necessarily stimulating them, but it turns them on anyways because they've never experienced anything like it and it's too good for words to say.
maybe they end up finding release through their first orgasm, maybe they don't. i just love to think about them begging to be held tighter, wanting every part of their body -- a horrid body they thought was unlovable -- to be eclipsed by their lover, wrapping their limbs around them because they crave connection, to feel connected to someone for the first time in their life, for two beings to exist as one. nothing is being done to them except being held, and gently touched, and gently kissed, but it's overwhelming and they want more, but more would be too much, the moment that their lovers starts shifting against them, tries to sneak a hand between their legs -- it's too much, that's something that needs to be slowly and patiently worked towards. which ofc is another one of my personal favs; slow burns with sensitive, touch-starved lovers who need time to get used to that physical contact, who need to be immersed in affection every day until it stops burning them up inside.
why is it always the fancylad boy-king type whos the bottom. maybe his tough loyal knight who uses his body to protect and defend him and lives to serve him wants to get railed
maybe i just like it when masc dudes with scars and calluses and a devotion complex bigger than the moon get topped by troubled prettyboys with hands thatve never worked a day in their life. who said that
i'm 100% getting this idea based on a rating game that @demondamage did on its blog so like. i don't take credit for the idea or anything xD but i wanna see some people's ocs soooooo
send me a picture of your oc(s) and i'll tell you if any of mine would be down to fuck
bonus points if you include personality + sexual preferences!
(this is a NSFW game so don't participate if ur not ready for filthy foul language)
@blackberry-nightingale @icyheart-and-friends ur both getting tagged for having sexy ocs i simp for (no pressure to actually send anything in ofc <3 /gen)
Detailed backgrounds/scenes Start at $10, but will be discussed as needed.
The price for reference-less characters or custom adopts starts at $25, but will be discussed as needed.
I'm always open for commissions and will try to get you the finished piece within 2 months of accepting the commission. Please DM me if interested or you have questions!
further examples of my work can be found on @blackberry-ink for non-whump pieces and @blackberry-bloody for whump pieces. You can also find a few nsft/nsfw pieces of mine over on @blackberry-sins and @blackberry-sour-and-sweet
finished commission for @blackberry-nightingale of his OC, Mibium!!! JJ's gonna get this on a mousepad so the tiddies can be 3D and i can't wait until we have it in our home <3 thank you so much JJ for being so patient with this and for asking me to draw one of my favorite guys from you
I had a sub who loved to be spanked. We were having a session and I took her to the couch for a spanking. After a couple of slaps she said “yellow”, so I transitioned us to something else and we had a lovely time. After our session I checked in with her about why she didn’t want to be spanked and she explained that it reminded her of a recent bad experience she had with someone else.
Safe words are there for a reason and it’s always important to feel comfortable using them whether it’s your first time together or your hundredth time. It could be a thing you love that doesn’t feel right in the moment for some reason. It could be that thing you were dying to explore that it turns out you do not like. It could be that you just need to end the scene and go straight to aftercare. Communication is key for having a truly good time
I had a sub who loved to be spanked. We were having a session and I took her to the couch for a spanking. After a couple of slaps she said “yellow”, so I transitioned us to something else and we had a lovely time. After our session I checked in with her about why she didn’t want to be spanked and she explained that it reminded her of a recent bad experience she had with someone else.
Safe words are there for a reason and it’s always important to feel comfortable using them whether it’s your first time together or your hundredth time. It could be a thing you love that doesn’t feel right in the moment for some reason. It could be that thing you were dying to explore that it turns out you do not like. It could be that you just need to end the scene and go straight to aftercare. Communication is key for having a truly good time
