rocky's crew died because of radiation poisoning, something humans have studied so extensively grace was able to recognize it in a second. grace's crew died because nobody was watching them sleep, something eridians do for each other naturally

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rocky's crew died because of radiation poisoning, something humans have studied so extensively grace was able to recognize it in a second. grace's crew died because nobody was watching them sleep, something eridians do for each other naturally
honk shooo... (another commission)
What's under their pants? 🔎 – BLUE LOCK Edition.
hiiiii thank you guys for all the love on my last post, it means so much to me because I put a lot of effort into my writing and I really enjoy myself whilst doing it! I'm glad you liked it, and there'll probably be a part 2 since I only did four of the boys. In the meantime, enjoy this creepily detailed post I made because I am an insatiable pervert! Includes: Isagi Yoichi, Itoshi Rin, Itoshi Sae, Michael Kaiser, Chigiri Hyoma and Nagi Seishiro.
ISAGI YOICHI
Underwear: Sports boxer briefs in grey, black or navy. He likes them breathable, although he purposely gets one size smaller than he needs because he likes the tightness around his cock, its comfy and secure.
Scent: He smells like any random men's body wash with a hint of sweat and the laundry detergent that his mother used to use. If you get closer, his dick smells like healthy skin that's been warmed by the sun, it's enough to make you smiley. He thinks you're weird for that.
Hair: He's neatly trimmed all over, he puts a lot of effort in to keep it nice 'n tidy for you. His happy trail is super silky soft at first, but as you run your fingers down it gets a little more coarse. Same colour as everywhere else, and is more straight than curly.
Length: 6.3 inches hard. However, he looks longer than he is just because of how straight it stands when he's erect. No curve, no tilt. It's kinda perfect, actually. Like a model's. It jumps when he's too excited and he gets embarrassed when you point it out.
Girth: Narrow enough to slide inside you with relieving ease, but only when you're aroused enough. He'll have a liiittle bit of trouble moving if you clench around him, but he gets a kick out of the struggle, so.
Cut/Uncut: He's uncircumcised. Very sensitive under the hoodie, too. To the point where he will flinch away when you pull it down over the head without warning. However, once he gets into it, he enjoys when you use a thumb and finger on the sides to gently pull it up and down. Says it feels better.
Colour: A pretty, cool beige that's noticeably darker around the base than anywhere else. The head is a perfect shade of dusky pink, it's so sweet, and it picks up a red tinge to it whilst he's getting close. His inner thighs blush as well.
Balls: Medium sized. They hang low enough to faintly slap against your ass in missionary, and you can see them tighten and twitch when he's cumming. Super hot.
Ass: This guy has the cutest ass. He's got some serious bubble butt goin' on. It's so grabbable, and you swear it jiggles when he walks. The perfect shelf to rest your feet on while he's fucking you. Bonus; his hole flutters if you ghost your fingers near it, but he won't speak up about it. Its like he lets it talk for him when he's too shy.
Pre-cum: Oh, it never ends. He is leaking like a broken faucet the moment you lay a hand on him. It's shimmery and thin, falls in droplets rather than sticky strings. Tastes saltier than his actual cum. He likes it when you tease him until a patch of pre shows up on his boxers.
Cum: When he shoots, it's with force. He underestimates how hard he cums every single time. Yeah, it usually gets everywhere (yours or even his chest) if it's not inside you. It's thin, bright white, a little runny and there's a healthy amount of it. It barely has a taste to it, but it's still enjoyable.
ITOSHI RIN
Underwear: Black Calvins, of course. They have to be a little tight to contain the beast. Airport security are very suspicious of him and his bulge because they think he's hiding a weapon in his pants (he is).
Scent: Minty body wash and this addictive, earthy smell that's very deeply male. One of those boys who just smells good no matter what. His cock smells faintly of natural bar soap and intimidation.
Hair: There's a faint, fuzzy happy trail there that, as you make your way down, thickens into an effortlessly tidy coat of pin straight, very deep green. He hardly even keeps up with it, its just naturally perfect.
Length: 7.9 inches hard, heavy and throbbing. Slight leftward angle to it, and it curls upward only a bit like it was made to reach your guts. It hangs all big and "look at me!" even when it's soft. One of those dicks that gets him unwarranted stares in the locker room while he's minding his business. He's not even smug about it either, he thinks he's too good for that.
Girth: Its thick. You hear it slap against his abdomen before your eyes can register it. If there was a phrase more powerful than "perfection", it would be "Itoshi cock". It fills you just right, and the sides glide against your walls so good.
Cut/Uncut: Uncut. It slides back on its own when he's hard, like he can't contain himself. And the reveal? It's fucking beautiful. Head all swollen, sticky and pulsing with the rhythm of his heartbeat.
Colour: Nice cool undertones here. The tiniest hint of a moody mauve all over his shaft that enhances the visibility of his prominent veins, which decorate his dick like lightning bolts, all the way to his pelvis. The tip is a pretty, pinkish plum colour. When he's close, it darkens all dramatic-like. It looks angry at you.
Balls: BREEDER BALLS. They're heavy as hell. Absolutely full to the brim of those priceless Itoshi genes. They thump (yes, thump) against your clit during doggy, and the sheer warmth of them has you blushing. He could jack off ALL DAY until he's shooting blanks and he'd still be totally restocked the next morning. Unstoppable baby-making machine.
Ass: Zero fat, all muscle. Ass so tight and defined it rivals the most detailed marble sculpture. You could bounce a coin off it. It's so hot. I pray you survive, for the day Rin wears jeans... there will be uncontrollable chaos and carnage from the public. He hates attention back there, but the moment you grab it? He's biting his lip.
Pre-cum: Its clear and just a bit thin, sparkles in the light and makes your fingers slippery. Only starts to leak out once you pump him in your hand. You have to work for it, as if it were too shy to show itself. When it does though, you treat that shit like the elixir of life. Not a single drop goes to waste, like, HELLO?!? Its proof that he's enjoying himself.
Cum: The image that you first think of when someone says the word "cum". Perfectly thick yet watery, translucent with a cool-white colour and kinda gelatinous once it lands. That's his cum. And there is A LOT of it. Politely shoots its way out like it's got a job to do, not too forceful and not too anticlimactic. His diet is clean as hell, so there's no bitterness, just a mellow, kinda nutty aftertaste? You could almost forget that it's cum. But you don't, obviously.
ITOSHI SAE
Underwear: Grey Calvins. They fit perfectly around him and accentuate the shape of his ass like they're custom made. When he's hard, the outline is more magnificent than the milky fucking way.
Scent: Expensive cologne, expensive moisturiser and expensiveness. He unintentionally makes himself smell good enough to have women's panties automatically dropping as he walks by. The smell of his cock is awesome, like sexy musk, luxury lotion and high expectations.
Hair: Eh, minimal. He trims it tight because too much bush annoys him. All a pretty magenta, it seems darker than it is since his hair grows thick and straight-down. He would shave it clean if the stubble didn't piss him off also.
Length: 6.7 inches hard. Deceptively unassuming. Big enough, but it's the shape that counts in this instance. This guy has the most beautiful upward curve to his dick, it would have architects and mathematicians alike, screaming. No favoured angle to it, it stands confidently with effortless balance as if it were designed to.
Girth: Totally average in this aspect, although the curve makes him feel fuller. The head is slightly bulbous and the same width as the base which is unexpectedly perfect, it offers the best stretch imaginable when he first slips it in.
Cut/Uncut: Circumcised, all sleek and polished. It's a work of art, and he knows it. You suspect he even moisturises it with how soft and glowy it looks. His tip feels like velvet. It demands quality attention when it throbs.
Colour: A pale, cool beige from the base up until about... three quarters? Then it starts to flush a deeper, pinker shade that has his faint veins tinted purple, before finally reaching the sugary pink tip. You tell him it's a cute colour and he fucking hates you for it.
Balls: Surprisingly quite big! They are tight to his body though, it's like they don't relax. You looked over at the mirror one time whilst doing missionary and they were bouncing with every one of his thrusts. Looks like they get blue if you tease him for too long.
Ass: There has never been a more ideal ass. Round, tender yet so firm and UGH. Two muscly, smackable planets that tense with his steps. Its peachy. Tempting. He hisses and glares at you if you sink your nails into his cheeks.
Pre-cum: Oh my god. Almost iridescent. Unicorn pre. It gets everywhere, all thick and gooey and messy. It slowly drools out of his slit like he's got all the time in the world, one long string usually connecting his abdomen to that flushed cockhead whilst the heavy droplets zipline down along it.
Cum: Heavy, creamy and viscous. The type of pure vanilla-coloured cum that still coats your tongue and throat after you swallow it. It doesn't shoot, it spews out. Slow. For longer than it should. Tastes weirdly similar to coconut and sea salt but its fucking good.
MICHAEL KAISER
Underwear: Expensive briefs, he doesn't care what brand as long as the quality is top-notch and his cum doesn't stain them. He prefers navy, burgundy and black pairs. He wears them constricting as fuck because he enjoys it when the lack of room hurts his dick. Freak.
Scent: Nice conditioner, very attractive cologne and hot sweat. Mildly addictive, to be honest. Sometimes he finds himself enjoying his scent. And his dick? It's actually even better. It smells like divine judgement, sex and steam. Mmph.
Hair: Natural blonde and fine, with a mix of curly and straight textures. Doesn't have much of a happy trail, it's very faint. However, a lot of the time he'll clean-shave it all anyway because he loves to be able to really see how sloppy you get down there when he's driving into you like a maniac. Jokes sometimes about dying the tips of his pubes blue (you don't doubt that he's being serious, though).
Length: 7 inches exactly when hard. It has a downward hang so when he is hard it curls up like a goddamn hook. That thing hits spots within you that you didn't know existed until it's making you scream for mercy.
Girth: More on the slender side, but he thinks it's easier to angle himself inside you that way. It's just girthy enough to have the ridge of his cockhead catch against the texture of your walls as he drags his hips back. You find it an enjoyable size to wrap your lips around comfortably, too.
Cut/Uncut: Cut and a little less sensitive than most. His tip is used to being strangled by his own hand when he needs to let his anger out (quite frankly a lot), and he just casually assumes he's damaged the nerve endings there or something... fucking crazy. Batshit.
Colour: Neutral beige tone all over, with a violet blush from around halfway up until the very tip, which then fades into a beautiful mauvish-brown colour. Very, very pretty. Has a whole bunch of thin, purplish veins that wrap around his cock like rose thorns.
Balls: Well-proportioned and medium sized. Round, not too weighty. They tighten up when he's aroused and ready to go, like he's trying to control himself before hell breaks loose. Quite smooth, there's barely any hair here. They pulse as he blows his load, it's mesmerising.
Ass: Sculpted like a God's. Tight, lean and perfection. If I may say, its kind of... feline-esque? He takes great pride in his ass, won't admit it though. His eyes threaten you if you go to touch it, but if you test your luck on a good day and go for a squeeze, he'll let out a shaky grunt. He clenches his asscheeks whilst he's fucking you, he gets so into it.
Pre-cum: Viscous, gooey and you worry that he's been eating glitter because why is it sparkling like a polished trophy. It dribbles all over himself, and he rudely taps his cockhead against your face to watch the faint string of pre connect him to your heated skin. Has a saline flavour, like yummy tears and how you'd imagine a superiority complex would taste.
Cum: Runny yet thick, off-white. Texture reminds you of condensed milk. It's heavy and silky, you can feel the weight of it on your tongue and fingers. Tries to burst out with enthusiasm, but ends up drooping halfway in the air due to the density. It tastes salty and savoury, an acquired taste. Your taste has to be somewhat acquired if you're willingly tolerating him.
CHIGIRI HYOMA
Underwear: Hip-cut briefs, mostly in white. However, he's all about the waistband when it comes to undies, that's where he thinks the colour counts. He likes seeing glimpses of a pastel colour band peeking out the top of his pants when he stretches. So do you.
Scent: This guy smells like baby shampoo, high-end conditioner and girly facial cream. It makes you salivate. He gets freaked out and shoves you when you keep sniffing him. Dick smells so fresh and clean it's otherworldly. And soft... how the hell does something smell soft??
Hair: He spends a little too much time grooming himself down there like a professional stylist, so it's always flawless for him and you. Trimmed and shiny in that healthy way, a teeny bit wavy if he lets it grow for longer. You think he shampoos and conditions it in the shower, because it feels like satin and clouds beneath your fingers. One time he shaved it into a heart shape. Best thing ever.
Length: 6 inches hard. Exquisitely elegant. It stands to attention so confidently like it knows it's prettier than you. It is prettier than you. Leans to the right, very reminiscent of a melodramatic maiden fainting.
Girth: Slim, lean, defined. Just thick enough to stretch you beautifully and not painfully. You can fit it between your index and middle finger comfortably.
Cut/Uncut: Uncircumcisedddd. Soft, tight skin pulls back to reveal the glossiest, wettest tip. It's picturesque, better than a fucking sunset in the summertime.
Colour: Pale pinkish with cool undertones all around the shaft, no prominent veins unless you look hard enough. Then, your favourite part, the head. Fuck, it's so pink. Cherry-pink. It matches his lips, it's unreal.
Balls: Smallish, tucked up and suckab– I mean lovable. They're super sensitive and swollen when he's horny, and he smacks your hand with a frown if you play with 'em too much. Ouch...
Ass: Lean, not too muscly, more rectangular than round but it's so... biteable. A picture of his ass in a pair of smart slacks would probably alter the entire world. His cheeks tense when he's anticipating your touch, and they clench hard when you try to venture between them. C'mon, he's shy.
Pre-cum: The perfect consistency for handjobs. It's thick, crystal clear and stays wet for longer than normal. It seems to ooze out only whenever you find yourself in need of more, like magic. Slick him up and pump him for long enough, and it starts to whiten and froth up like whipped cream.
Cum: On the clearer side, with a certain milkiness to it that creates a smokey pattern when it lands. It's light and tastes sweet, pleasant. Partly due to the fact that he drinks fruit-infused water like he wants to drown in it, but also partly because he is an angel in disguise.
NAGI SEISHIRO
Underwear: Unbranded white boxer briefs mostly, but sometimes he'll "forget" to do laundry and have to resort to old loose boxers. He must admit, he's slowly becoming more of a fan of the looser ones because he can jerk off easier with them still on.
Scent: Plain soap and unwashed hoodie smell. He couldn't really give a shit when it comes to smelling good, he's only gonna get sweaty from working out and touching himself anyways. His dick smells like soft musk, bath water and faintly of cum. Lazy-boy scent that makes you horny and sleepy at the same time.
Hair: His pubes are snow white, thick and wavy/curly. Unkempt and scruffy until you force him to trim that shit. It lightly tickles the top of your pussy when you ride him, but in a good way? He likes having hair there, apparently "it's warmer".
Length: I'm gonna hold your hand when I say this. 8.3 inches hard. I know. It hangs to the right slightly, and it's completely straight, no curve. Like a SWORD. There's one prominent vein that stretches from the base to the head, which you sometimes catch bulging out when he's close. His cock feels like it reaches places that shouldn't be reached inside you, but GOD if it doesn't feel amazing.
Girth: Think... just the teeniest bit slimmer than a coke can. He thinks you're being dramatic when you say you struggle to give him handjobs due to his thickness, purely because his hands are bigger than yours around his cock and he's also too unbothered to measure it himself. He quickly shuts up when he genuinely has to help you sit on it though, he almost feels bad.
Cut/Uncut: Uncut, don't worry he's not so lazy as to not keep it clean. He has fun teasing the ridge of his tip over the skin before casually rolling it down to see how swollen he made himself, revealing a fat and flushed head.
Colour: All slightly darker than the rest of him, a light ashy tint to his skin. His tip is a light maroon, but it turns purple when he's super hard and needy. He tells you that you should get a lipgloss that's the same colour 'cause it'd be sexy.
Balls: HUGE FOR NO GOOD REASON. They hang low and full, all relaxed and comfy stuck to his fucking thigh. You can barely cup both of them in your palm, and they're always red hot to the touch. Squeeze them gently and they'll pulse back at you involuntarily.
Ass: You could display trophies and all sorts on this absolute shelf of an ass. Bro doesn't even notice he's got more cake than a birthday party. A guy so muscular and lean has no business having such a fatty. He highly appreciates when you grab both cheeks and yank him inside you when he's moving too slow on purpose.
Pre-cum: Messy as all hell. Somehow gets it all over himself and it's been, what... less than two minutes since he whipped it out? He doesn't even leak that much, it's just so sticky and it doesn't dry. He always uses his thumb to collect some off his engorged tip and smears it on your cheek for funsies. Definitely doesn't help with the messiness.
Cum: Steaming hot, pearlescent and greyish with a more fluid texture. Also gets it everywhere because it spurts out one rope after another with a vendetta and he's never prepared for it. Usually ends up in his hair if he's not inside you, to be real about it. The taste of his cum is bitter since he's been slacking with his diet. You make a face at it and he tells you not to be mean.
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