water and wind
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water and wind
Thank you everyone for voting! I found a new way to do Poppy's eyes and Prototype's hands late into this. (I locked in fr fr)
robot!character filled with curiosity when you're acting crazy horny one day. they're almost amused too at the insistent weight of your stare and the heat of your words and how you're acting like you're in heat out of nowhere, which they know isn't possible for your species (hi ovulation!)
robot!character who starts wondering if you react differently to them when you're feeling this way. who pulls you into their lap and spreads your legs because they need to experiment !!! they need more info to work with !!! they need to know you inside out !!!
robot!character whose concern when you're bleeding is simply blood being where it shouldn't be and immediately locks onto your offhanded statement of, "orgasms help sometimes," until you're crying into their synthetic body in overstimulation.
robot!character accidentally discovering the breeding kink. periods only occur if you're not pregnant (simple problem = simple solution) so despite biological impossibilities, they fill you up with artifical seed. and they know it won't take, but that doesn't stop them from folding you in half, fucking you even deeper, and trying month after month anyway.
*Scrolls past*
*reluctant sigh*
*scrolls back up*
*rebogs*
BEHOLD horny fanbase
Trust me baby!
Look how far they’ve come 🥹
Would worship again but not eat again.
the novelty of having pets really does never wear off i’ve had my cat for ten years and i still look at him strolling around like can you believe this. a cat. is everyone seeing this. he’s alive he has bones and all. unbelievable
Xie Lian ASMR video ideas
SCRAP HAUL | Gentle tapping on what I found on the street today
asmr massage on my subscriber/new friend San Lang!
Reading stories about gods and telling San Lang's fortune
Get ready with me! Doing my make up with random stuff I found on the street San Lang's make up that he lent me
Doing San Lang's make up, face brushing, hair touching
5 hours no talking San Lang and I shaking dice in a cup rogether
SHRINE HAUL tapping on eggs and steamed buns my neighbors gave me and softly whispering "gracious, noble special someone" over and over
Coffin making!
gentle whispered reciting the sutra 1000 times & face touching
cooking meatballs! chopping, sizzling, distant screams from Qi Rong tied up outside
Take a bath with me! while Quan Yizhen steals my yams and this strange child chases after him
Trying on clothes with San Lang (tell me in the comments if you know which one is the brocade immortal!)
Cooking with Banyue, while Pei Su struggles to remain conscious, gentle snake hissing
Whispered ramble: why shovels are pathetic, and scimitars and silk bands are cute and loveable
GHOST HAUL soft spoken tapping on the gifts the ghosts brought me to give to San Lang for his birthday
jewelery sounds | playing with my husband's jewelry
Collab! Playing with rare and priceless items San Lang kicked under our bed while Shi Qingxuan explains them to me
Teaching San Lang calligraphy! Hand movements, paper sounds, light bdsm
“Ghosts are real” I can see how you could believe that
“Ghosts aren’t real” it’s very fair and rational that you believe that
“Ghosts aren’t real anymore” I’m about to hear a poem or very sad story
“Ghosts aren’t real yet” the fuck are you going to do
i hate the word spicy can we bring back calling things erotic
rolling up to Wendy's to get an erotic chicken sandwich
happy uh... (looks at date) white haired fluffy guymom day
Last thot of the night.
EJ doesn’t let anyone touch his tail for good reason.
It’s stronger than it looks, and he can whip a full grown adult out of the way with it. His pain tolerance is also very evenly dispersed, it didn’t bother him, a mindless after thought.
Unless you get to the base.
You found out deeper into the relationship when you were cuddling. He was flat on his stomach, with you sprawled over his back. His tail flicks every few seconds, and you got curious. Leaning back to trace down his shoulder blades- it wasn’t on purpose. You didn’t even know he could feel anything from it.
Yet the second you slid a finger over the base of his tail, he jolted. Sputtering a “What are you doing?” Not irritated, just shocked, so you continued.
You circled the edge, the thin fur soft beneath your hand. The shiver that ran through him made your eyes widen. You could literally see his skin line with goosebumps, and it gave you an idea.
Your boyfriend wasn’t quiet per se, but he wasn’t exactly loud either. This was an opportunity.
Jack gasped as you suddenly pressed your thumb directly into the dip connecting to his spine, grasping at the sheets on instinct. “Enough. Please.” His ears were tinted navy, and you hummed. “Are you sensitive here?” Embarrassment floods his system.
A weird flaw in his nerves. The base of his tail was an erogenous zone. He sighed, refusing to look at you. “It’s hard to explain.” You, evil as you were, decided now was a great time to exploit his weaknesses.
Wrapping your hand around the muscle, you stroked up once, the tuff flicking up harshly while he squirmed. “Ah- careful.” His voice was breathy, and you grinned, power going to your head. Especially when you felt his hips buck under you.
You began massaging the hilt, squeezing up and down. “Y-you’re cruel to me, my dove.” Jack’s inhales had grown shallow, pitched as he rutted slightly into the mattress. “I’m exploring. You said trial and error was everything, Jack.”
Yes, he knew about the possibility of using his tail to get off, but it’s not something he thought about. It was literally behind him, and he wasn’t going to struggle to reach out of boredom. However, that proved to be a mistake because the lack of experience made the sensations ten times stronger.
Grinding harsher, his pelvis thumped against the linen, cock twitching. It was more intense than he was prepared for, making his head heavy and his mouth water. “Fuck.“ He rasped, a damp patch forming on his sweats, starting to smear on the sheets. “I didn’t think it’d feel so-“ His back arched, and he keened, lids fluttering shut. “Love- mm- I’m not going to last.” You giggled, teasing.
“So pretty. You’ve been holding out on me, beasty.” Your touch became focused, one hand pumping quickly like you would his length, the other kneading the divot at the bottom of his spine. He panted, clawing onto the pillow. His teeth sank into the cushion, muffling his whines. You were merciless.
He humped the mattress desperately, moaning humiliatingly loud when the coil finally snapped. “Gods-“ His cock throbbed, spurting thick ropes and painting the inside of his boxers. He slumped into the pillow, still twitching from the after-shocks. “You always purr when I scratch behind your ears- are they sensitive, too?”
Jack was in for a long, long night.
PRETTY BOY EJ TRUTHERS RISE 🎤 !!
MY BABYYY he’s so gorg T—T (Can you tell I have a favourite </3) But ya !! Full pic and separates !! ^3^ also that Jack fic is otw I swear 💔💔💔