🔞problem zone🔞

20+ - they/them/it/its - multifandom, mature, and dead dove content ahead, no minors, no drama

[aliceofthewolves10]

as if its my fault your son is rapebait

[atlasintheapocalypse]

big bro walking in on his little brother jerking off, apologizing and almost closing the door before noticing the way his little brother holds his phone tight against his chest. no fucking way. the kid isn’t old enough to be watching porn yet. that’d fuck him up in all sorts of ways.

so big bro walks back into little bro’s room and, after a little bit of a struggle, snatches the still unlocked phone out of his hands, confused when it isn’t porn. it’s a picture in little bro’s camera roll, accompanied by others like it, in his hidden folder. all the photos are dark, literally. it’s difficult to make out what they’re of. so, while little bro screams for him to stop and does his best to cover his beet-red face with his little hands, big bro turns the brightness up and squints and realizes.. they’re of him. his hair, his pajama pants, his bed.

it’s nothing incriminating, barely even suggestive. just big bro sleeping in his bed, maybe a few shots focused a bit too much on his hips to be totally innocent. he looks up at his little brother, tears streaming down his face in embarrassment, already stuttering out a shitty explanation.

“wuh—when you were taking m-my phone from me my camera roll opened and,—“

he wipes the snot from his face.

“i-i wasn’t touching myself to the pictures of you, big bro, honest.”

it’s almost too pathetic. his face all red and round cheeks wet from crying. and all because his big brother found out his dirty little secret.

“were you really too much of a pussy to take my clothes off? settled for these instead?”

little bro looks up, frozen for a second. how can you even respond to that? the worst part, little bro thinks, is how unaffected big bro sounds. it’d be better if he were angry. a lot better. then, big bro would just beat the shit out of him like he always does and then threaten to tell their parents to keep little bro quiet. this is much worse. this cold, calculated consideration as he scrolls through the pictures.

“yknow, you could’ve just asked.”

big bro says this way too casually. this has to be some sort of trap. no way in hell it isn’t.

“h-huh??”

little bro watches as big bro lifts the front of his shirt and holds his baby brother’s phone out in front of himself, taking a few pictures from that angle.

“this is what you want, right? some material of your big brother for you to perv out to? you can just admit it, i won’t be mad.”

then, he tugs the waistband of his sweats away from his body, purposefully obscuring the sight from his little brother’s view, and snaps a few pictures of his half-hard cock. he takes a few more, one of him from behind with his shirt tugged up, revealing his torso, one of his open mouth, because, “i know you’re a weird little freak about that,” and then hands it back to his little brother like it was the most normal thing in the world.

“if you ever want more, just tell me. i’ll send them to you. or, if it’s the fact that i was asleep that gets you off, don’t worry about it. i sleep like a rock. you wont wake me up. go nuts, kid.”

[qsasharain]

[mort-gavwgavw]

[ecto-stone]

This world is a cruel place And we're here only to lose So, before life tears us apart Let death bless me with you

[youyedesiyuyan]

Some old pictures

Looking at it now, I can see that the flaws in the picture are larger than I previously thought... but some of the ideas it expresses are interesting to me now.(。-ω-)

Before (a partially drawn line draft)

After (the revised line draft)

I know there are still flaws, but it does look better than before... At least I've gotten better at drawing old guys.

[youyedesiyuyan]

DAY1：Soulmetes/Stallktng

You stalk me, I stalk you,You stalk me, I stalk you

[j3lly-t1n]

full version on twitter and baraag

[icedghostlatte-art]

A slightly older one for Pompep Week, Stalking!

[libby-for-life-deactivated20260]

Cain knew he was born wrong when he looked at Abel changing and immediately felt turned on by it. Abel...his sweet Abel...

His little brother liked to tend to the sheep. Cain would watch from afar, making sure he was okay. Then, one day, he couldn't help it. He snuck out to the fields with Abel and decided right then and there, he would have him.

Abel didn't know what to think about his brother loving him but he blushed at the thought of loving him like their parents did. So, when Cain easily picked him up and mated with him amongst the sheep, he loved every minute.

Cain was possessive thing though....if he couldn't have him, then no one could....so when the Angels forbade same sex coupling due to "not having a purpose" when Adam asked about it, Cain knew what he needed to do.

He had whispered sweet nothings when he bashed Abel's head in the next day.

"Don't worry, my sweet sheep boy...I'll meet you soon enough...."

[j3lly-t1n]

happy halloween! this is my piece for a kpdh gift exchange! werewolf abby x baby

uncropped and uncensored on my twitter and baraag

[confeticritter]

repost from my old acc ;(

[pedophileboyfriend]

Morty watches older man / younger man porn and jacks off thinking about Rick.

And one day Rick sees his search history and laughs at him, calls him a little creep, and Morty turns bright red and won't make eye contact. Of course, seeing a weak spot, he latches on and presses on the bruise. "No shit Morty do you wanna fuck your old man?" he teases, grinning.

Morty scrunches his entire face up so quick it makes Rick laugh even harder. "What?! No! Ew! My - My - My dad's gross! He's like - He's my dad! And he's not even hot!" He knows he messed up as soon as the words are out of his mouth.

"WOAH Morty are you saying if your dad WAS hot you'd fuck him?"

Rick thinks this is just so funny. Morty wants to die. Let the ground open up and swallow him whole.

"NO, RICK! I just - I mean - shut up, alright?!" he whines. He has to die with this secret, and this is too close to Rick finding out for comfort.

"I mean you're not wrong he looks like Squanchy's asshole but he hasn't even put in the work." Rick muses, messing with whatever he's working on. He hadn't told Morty; just said to get out here and stand next to him.

"W - What? The work?"

"Yeah, you know, I take you out everywhere. Show you infinite galaxies, introduce you to royalty of planets those NASA assholes couldn't even dream of - I fought the fucking president to get you a selfie, Morty, I mean your dad didn't even try to see you on mandated visitations."

Morty's stomach turns. What the fuck is Rick trying to say?

"Do you - Do you mean, like... if I wanted to fuck a family member... it should be you."

Rick shrugs.

"Yeah. If we're talking the one who deserves it the most, I'm the clear winner."

Rick thinks he deserves it. Like it's a prize. Like it's something he wants.

"That's... gross." Morty says, because he thinks that's what you're supposed to say. Even if his cunt is getting wet at the thought that Rick has looked at him and imagined fucking him.

"Humanity is gross." Rick says, short, like that's an adequate answer.

Morty shuffles. Plays with his hands. Tries to ignore his boxers starting to stick to him.

"Like hypo - hypothetically." he starts, and then regrets it when he sees Rick smirk. "If there was anyone... in the family. That. I wanted to... do that. With."

"Mhm." Rick hums, not betraying anything more. Morty hates him so much.

"It would be you." he rushes out.

Rick acts like he didn't say anything. Morty's shoulders rise and rise until they're at his ears. Still, Rick doesn't acknowledge him. But he knows he can't run away from Rick; he'd never let him live it down.

It feels like forever, but realistically it's more like five minutes of waiting until Rick finishes soldering and puts his gadget down. "Didn't wanna misplace those pieces we'd have to go back to that dry region of the galaxy and I do not want to have to drink hand sanitizer again."

Then, like it's completely normal, he turns and grabs Morty and kisses him. Really kisses him, slipping his tongue into Morty's mouth - why is it slimy? - and making him gag on it. Morty's embarrassed, but he can't help it. His mouth is little. Rick's bigger than him, and that includes his tongue.

Morty isn't sure what to do with his hands. Where to put them. He's panicking, a little, because surely it's obvious he's never done this before. But Rick doesn't seem to care, perfectly fine with moving him as he sees fit. Like a puppet. "Come sit on grandpa's lap," he mumbles, tugging Morty onto his lap where Morty squeaks, feeling Rick's hard dick under him.

This is every wet dream he's ever had combined and come true and he sort of feels like he's going to faint. He wills himself to stay awake, however, because he cannot bear to miss a second of this.

He has to ask.

"Is this -" in between kisses, "are you real?"

Rick laughs, biting him hard on the cheek. Morty winces.

"Morty I would not let a fucking hologram or a robot or whatever fuck you for me."

Despite how pathetic it is, that sends Morty's heart fluttering.

"O - Okay." he manages.

Wraps his arms around Rick's neck when he kisses him again, presses himself against Rick's front and rocks a little against his dick and belt buckle.

That must mean he's special.

[fagnumopus]

I think memory Rick and Rick's memory of Simulated Morty should kiss. I think i like the idea that they wouldn't recognize each other until they started making out and then they realize after they fuck "oh god oh god oh god"

Cut to Rick recalling and extremely weird memory he DEFINITELY did NOT have this morning of fucking Morty as a grown scruffy man when he was still playing with The Flesh Curtains

[j3lly-t1n]

magma board doodles

[j3lly-t1n]

KISSSS 👹🐰‼️

[j3lly-t1n]

something cute