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Stranger Things
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hello vonnie
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Jules of Nature
we're not kids anymore.
cherry valley forever
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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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Three Goblin Art
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quick lil pin
i play a lot of games so this place will def be a mess! its mainly for saving writing as reading others stuff help me write my own (that includes nsfw). i'll share my game pics every now n then too though! mayhaps yap about oc's too if i can get over my anxiety about it...
my main games are usually; HSR, Warframe, ZZZ, WuWa & LaDs! i go back & enjoy a lot more though!
tag page + pic tag
Omg what if i throw morilatta into morimens!!!! I want an oc for the game but im stuck on what to make but maybe i can use her 🥺 i got her as an adopt awhile ago & have yet to do anything with her...(her original plan was to be the dorment deity inside asphodel & i was gonna get a monster design of her done too as her 'forgotten' form) she'd def be an ultra or caro type.
cowboy
Texts w Valko <3
notes: mostly sfw, slightly suggestive. my first smau!!! it's just a small test, lmk how i did please go easy on me thank uuu ^^
I think you can tell which of the two is my favorite yeah!! (I love Orion let's goooo)
A few old pieces
I like this thread a lot-
been seeing those "climbing my boyfriend to see if he'll notice" videos and valko would 1000% let you climb him like a jungle gym while not batting an eye. he doesn't even notice you setting up your phone and pressing record because he's so locked into his work. you would start climbing up onto the back on his chair and fully swinging your legs over his shoulders to the front of his chest. and the only thing he thinks to do is to hold your legs and stabilize you and as you continue your ascent to fully sit on his shoulders.
his eyebrows are still furrowed but softer now that you're in his presence. you tug on his hair like ratatouille and he's so surprised by the force that he yelps and actually goes with you. of course, he catches you and steers you back to center. the giggles are off the charts as valko has been accustomed with your silly ways. you comb his hair back and scratch his scalp as he taps away on his keyboard.
you try and ask questions to see if you can rile him up but he is genuinely so happy with answering them.
"whatcha doin?" i'm just finishing these reports honey bunches of oats, i'll be done in 10 minutes max.
"what does that mean?" it's just an identifier we use for the different types of metals we have.
"what should we have for dinner?" mmm, maybe that yummy chicken you made last week. i thought about it this morning.
"who's my pretty boy?" you reach under his chin and give him the lightest scratch. his eyes sparkle as he looks up at you, giving you that love sick puppy smile that shows his canines.
"meee!"
ᯓ★ your scent turns valko on at the worst times:: PT 2
₊˚⊹ᰔ summary: you take your poor boyfriend to the bathroom for a quickie <3
part 1 here!!
"You're insane. My family is right outside," Valko huffed, but he still let you push him up against the wall and unfasten his belt.
"You're the one that's had a boner for five minutes and keeps giving me puppy eyes," you countered, your eyes flicking up to his as you tugged his jeans down.
His ears flattened against his head, a small blush spreading across his face.
It was so odd seeing him like this—all flustered. If you did this anywhere else—in his office, in the middle of a party, during one of his calls—he'd be losing his mind. Now, he was being all shy.
"I'm just taking care of my puppy."
★ — admit it !
summary: in which you’re injured and the lads boys find out about it (kinda).
ft. xavier, zayne, rafayel, sylus, caleb & valko
notes: suggestive content so MDNI / NSFW, xavier’s a little evil, zayne’s a little silly, rafayel is losing it, sylus is #upset, caleb is caleb, valko is a little dumb but he has the spirit! fem reader (!!!), minor suggestive comments and allusions to violence (is anyone surprised) that’s it (i think).
p.s. first time doing valko i like him as a loser do we also like him or should i delete my account just lmk!
a/n: GULP i rlly hope you guys like this it was fun to make so I Enjoy it but it’d also be lovely if you did too okok…valko my silly nerd…ty for reading (- -)(_ _)
© cocoaxia
that one photo on x/twt
i am back with my maaaan
Valko, big bad wolf chairman extraordinaire, is currently hiding behind the couch like a complete idiot.
“Babe,” he whispers, ears flat against his head. “Tell me he’s gone.”
You’re trying so hard not to laugh. On the coffee table sits a completely normal, very tiny house spider that had the audacity to exist in the same room as your 6’2” wolf boyfriend.
“He’s still there, babe.”
Valko lets out the most pathetic whine you’ve ever heard, tail tucked between his legs. “I fought three massive wanderers today. Three. Why is this tiny asshole scarier than them?”
You finally lose it, laugh bursting out. “You can bench press me with one arm but a spider the size of a coin has you hiding? Really?”
“I don’t like surprises with too many legs, okay?!” he hisses, peeking over the couch with wide eyes. The second the spider moves an inch he ducks back down like it’s about to launch an attack against him.
You wipe tears from your eyes, walk over, and gently escort the tiny spider outside with a piece of paper while your big strong boyfriend watches from behind the couch like a traumatised puppy.
When you come back he immediately scoops you up, burying his face in your neck with a dramatic sigh of relief.
“My hero,” he mumbles, tail finally starting to wag again. “Never tell anyone about this.”
“Too late. I’m texting your cousins.”
“Babe, no-“
Too late. The tail stops wagging instantly.
Just got hit with an insane angst idea to end asphodels connection to lads universe when they dont give us back our dog 😤
pavlov's dog
synopsis : it's not like you purposely meant to condition your sweet werewolf boy to come on command. but hey, he's gotta prove that he's got plenty of energy stored up, right? cw : unapologetically horny, breeding, oral, tummy bulge, mating press, doggy, overstim, spanking, knotting, not proof read, etc a/n : day five of coping. enjoy some shameless smut with our woflie 💚
"o-one more, you can take one more for me, right angel?" he growls from the crook of your neck. he's got your legs thrown over his shoulders, chest pressed against yours, and if you were coherent enough you would've realized that at some point in the last 10 minutes, he slid a pillow underneath your hips, making every thrust of his cock hit in that spot that makes your thighs tremble.
valko usually has good patience. he can take the teasing, the light touches on the base of his ears, the way your hands linger a bit too long when you pet his tail. even during those heated moments, he'd much rather spend hours buried between your thighs, lapping and slurping up the slick that he swears his life on.
and it would've rolled out just like that, when just a few hours ago when you were settled in his lap. it was innocent enough- at least, as much as it can be when he's got his hands on you hips, grinding you against him while he alternates between kissing you breathless and biting the spot under under your collar. his tail curls around your waist, and it's almost instinctual the way the words smoothly come out from you lips, whispered and breathy.
"g-good boy..."
his grip on you tightens, and you watch the way his eyes blow up completely. valko's entire body shudders, before he buries his head down onto you.
"V-val?! what's wrong, are you-"
"stop talking, angel,"
"are you okay? do you need me to move-"
valko's arms wrap around you, a silent stay put. he's still shaking, and as you try to shift on him, you feel it. or rather, feel the way he just came undone.
"did you just-"
"no,"
it hits you like an absolute truck. the shock in your face slowly morphs into something akin to mischief. you gently pull valko's face up, making him look you in the eyes. his head tilts in that adorable, embarrassed puppy way, and you almost feel bad for what you're about to test out.
almost.
your smile is deceptively sweet, hands cradling his face while your lips ghost his own.
"good boy,"
the reaction is instantaneous. valko's eyes shut close, his tail just about wraps around you fully, and his hips rut upward as he comes undone, once again, to those two words alone.
and gods forbid you let out a soft laugh. not to shame him, but at the realization you've discovered. you should've realized it sooner, really. anytime valko does anything you've deemed deserve the phrase- his reaching something on the top shelf "aww, good boy, thank you valko!", when he sits still while you brush out the knots in his ears "good boy, I know I know just one more tangle", or when he's made you come on his face for the nth time "nghh, good boy, thank you-!".
the way his teeth graze your neck brings you back, and you're suddenly very aware on how he's flipped you over. you're rolled onto your stomach, hips lifted up and back deliciously arched. he's got you on his hands and knees.
his hand runs from the low of your back, tracing up your spine before trailing up into your hair. his grip is just firm enough where you help out a soft moan at the sensation.
his cock lines up at your entrance, warm and waiting. he's cooing, voice crazed and utterly depraved for you.
"shh, it's okay, baby. just one more for me, yeah?" you nod feverishly, body trembling with anticipation, hips trying to chase after him. the growl he lets out is nothing short of animalistic, before he pushes in with one smooth, devastating thrust.
with how he's got you, the stretch is somehow deeper and fuller and somehow got you wanting more. valko bottoms out, hand big and heavy on your ass before landing a nasty smack!
"look at you," he breaths out. you feel him lean forward, his chest- sculpted and defined- flushed against your back. the way he kisses your shoulder blades are such a gentle contrast to the way he's filling you up, deeper fuller than you've ever been.
his hand depends down, wrapping around you before settling on your stomach, right over where...
"you feel that?" your mind is all buzzed with him, so when he lands another slap in the same spot that's already red with his hand print, is when you process just what he's talking about.
valko can feel the cogs turning, and he pulls back just an inch before thrusting back in. his hand is still pressed against your stomach, his breath hot against your neck.
"that's right, that's me. so fucking deep inside you." he pulls all the way back, slow and excruciating, before thrusting back in- impossibly harder this time, a sharp snap of his hips that makes you gasp out.
"fuck-! that's it, taking me so well, angel. look at you, 's like you were made for me," his pace starts slow, each thrust a deliberate drag that makes you cry out. he's not doing any better on top of you, his ears flat against his skull, muscles flexed and straining out.
"you feel that?" his voice shudder out as he presses his hand down, "that's me. inside you. fucking you. claiming you." his movements speed up, his thrusts less and less precise as he chases both your highs.
"tell me- please, tell me I'm doing good," he lifts your hips higher, pulling his cock all the way out before pushing in to make sure you feel all of him, "please, angel-!"oh, and how could you deny the request of your wolf?
"g-good boy!"
a full body tremor shocks through him, his grip on you so tight that it's hard to tell where he starts and you end. A raw and broken sound tears from his throat.
"f-fuck, angel-!"
his hips drive forward, desperate and devastating as his release crashes through him. you feel him pulse inside you, the way your body surrenders to the pleasure. it's the way that you can feel him falling apart, just from you, that causes your own walls to clench around him, your moans swallowed by his pillows underneath you.
valko falls forward, catching himself before flipping you over. he's cradling you against his chest, voice raspy and hushed as he kisses your forehead. you feel it- his knot swelling up, locking you two together into a slick, exhasted mess.
his hand gently lifts your chin, and he finds your lips. he kisses you like he has no time to waste.
"thank you," he murmurs, soft and genuine. he pulls you close, getting you comfortable. it's be a while before his knot swells down, but right now, all that exists is the way his heart beats in sync to yours.
i will never stop writing for him. wait for me, my wolf.
Quick repainting (miss him)
Valko who gets insanely feral and horny during full moons and Sylus being in charge of keeping him locked up and milking him stupid until sunrise
Smth smth the effects of the moon finally wearing off as Valko shoots blanks, barely getting a dribble out of his cock. His head drops forward in the chair as he tries catching his breath, whimpering softly, legs shaking and stomach/chest covered in cum
Sylus who carefully releases him from his shackles, trying to be quiet and not touch him to avoid the overstimulation that comes after being hyperaware of everything for hours. But the moment he steps close enough, Valko slumps against him, nuzzling against his stomach, ears drooped with exhaustion. He can barely get the words out through the rasp in his throat, weakly thanking him for babysitting him all night
Sylus gently shushing him and petting his sweaty hair back from his forehead. "Let's get you cleaned up and fed, hm? I'll have my chef prepare chocolate mousse for dessert, how's that sound?"
And Valko just whines at the thought of a sweet treat, nodding against him as eagerly as he can
And even though Sylus should be going to bed at this time, he stays up to help Valko into the shower and clean him off (he has to sit on a chair cuz his legs are too wobbly), and to feed him his meal and help him drink plenty of water. By the time the mousse is brought in - a large serving in a pretty glass with a large spoon to match - Valko is finally strong enough to feed himself. And Sylus finally allows himself to lay beside him, snuggled up against his side, as he finally drifts off to sleep. Valko is so happy to nuzzle in, tucking his head under his chin, Sylus's arms wrapping around him on instinct, and sleep beside him
Electric daisy 🌼
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