Cuteness aggression

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Cuteness aggression
*Whitaker, laying face down on the living room floor*
Santos: so you told him you loved him
Whitaker: *muffled* yes
Santos: and he said ‘i love you too man’ and bro slapped you on the shoulder
Whitaker: *tearing up* yes
Santos: *sighs*
Santos: i'm about to start saying slurs
This is getting confusing
HAPPY PRIDE I MADE A THING.
This chonker of a patch could be YOURS!! You just gotta head on over to my Ko-Fi shop!
3.75" x 3.75" Bisexual Pride Patch
how do you pick a brother in supernatural? girl i don’t care i want BOTH
this is basically what happened last session
Happy Pink Undies Sunday! Individual images under the cut.
Beautiful ficlet by @renmackree that was inspired by the art! 😭 💜
"It tickles," Derek murmured softly as he felt the brush against his skin. It wasn't anything he couldn't handle, but he loved the way Stiles' fingers twitched when he interrupted his concentration. It was just enough to make Stiles remember Derek was the one he was painting, but not enough to pull him out of the focus completely.
"Suck it up big guy, I'm almost done."
Derek smiled softly at the nickname. It wasn't the most romantic of their names, but it was the familiar one. "But you told me not to move. I can't suck anything."
That made the fingers on his thigh twitch even more. He smiled again as Stiles began painting another broad swipe over his stomach, the bristles of the brush course but delicate. Stiles was always delicate with his art—brush, pencils, chalk, ink, pen, tattoos—whatever medium it was. It was one of the only things delicate about him.
The soft silence of the loft was comforting as Stiles continued, Derek thinking about the warm leg between his thighs and the comforting heartbeat of his mate. Derek took a slow, easy breath and smiled again. "I love you, moon."
"I love you too, wolf," Stiles said, Derek feeling the hand stop painting for a second and then lips on his. Warm, comforting, and tasting like the chocolate chip pancakes Derek had made this morning. "Now hold still or I'll be doing this all day."
"As long as you're touching me, that's alright with me."
Dick Dick Dick Dick-
CW: Overstimulation, P in v, Size kink, Sonar half Beast form, Malevola’s house, Voyeurism, on the wall, Mal Listening, Masturbation, Mentions of Threesome, Mal x Reader (Kinda not really… but maybe👀)
Credit for Dividers: @uzmacchiato
MINORS DNI!!!!
You being pinned to the wall while Victor kept touching your Cervix and rubbing your Sensitive Clit after a successful Day of missions for a great way to end the night. Cupping your ass to move you on his dick like his life depended on it.
“Viccccc…” was all you could spew out after he got on his knees and ate you out— rolling the beautiful New tongue piercing against you made your already overstimulated Pussy send a tasty shiver through you as you pulled at his fur trying to push him away, earning a very low Growl from him as a warning. Him pushing your legs to your chest to do even more with his tongue.
You both are already on round 4…? Or was it 6? you honestly stopped counting since he seems to not care about how loud you two are with his best friend in the room beside you trying to sleep maybe.
But that’s not the case and Malevola may have to say Thanks to Prism for the recommendations of toys that don’t make much noise, ‘cause damn the way Victor has you whimpering has her already grinding into the wand she’s been using for the last hour feel so much better than it usually does.
All those Soft moans when Vic starts kissing your cervix over and over, those soft cries and silent Drabble of pleases, begging mixed with his name being chanted just does something to her more than she’d like to admit and wouldn’t dare admit the thoughts she conjures up in her mind if You allowed her to join.
All those dirty, twisted and foul thoughts of having you beneath her rubbing her clit with yours, imagining you chanting and begging with her name falling from your lips sends her over the edge ruining her sheets for the third time tonight.
And what’s more entertaining on all of this? Victor knows what she’s doing and also wants her to get off with you. He’s thought about it and wants to ask if Mal could join at some point in the future, But’ll worry later as he already has you digging your nails in his arms with only Gasps and small peeps of sounds coming from you now.
Him being Half beast now is also making your poor already dummied brain even dumber than Vic intended but Ohhh the way your eyes roll into your head, your mouth stuck in an ‘O’ and now you clawing him for leverage? Maybe he should call out of work tomorrow.
“I know, I know It’s too much Baby….. Do you want more…?” He smirked and spoke ever so softly while biting into your neck down to your breast’s making a mental image of how you look so blissed out by him.
The Shrill whine he got in response was enough for him to understand your done for the night, arching into him then pulling his fur with a vice grip just like your pussy is doing deliciously fluttering around him making him hiss at his own Overstimulation.
“A-Almost there- Fuuuuck!!” He was loosing it and felt another delicious yet painful shiver down his back before he pulls you to the bed to finally get you off the walls, Bouncing you up and down at a even more Brutal pace as you both Chased each other’s high.
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“Shit, Now I’m fucked.” Was all Mal could say after finally putting the Wand away for the night and trying to sleep, pushing the thoughts she had deep down somewhere she can’t think about it or she’ll say something she might regret in the future…
But the night had other plans when she saw Victor’s contact show up on her phone, with Opening that message being the best thing she could have ever done tonight:
‘Hey, Wanna join us next time?’