How I feel saying I'm aroace:
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How I feel saying I'm aroace:
Bahamut Nikke
I have always wanted to draw Goth mommy character + machinery. I don't want mech girl though so Bahamut from Nikke fit the bill. I want to draw her a little bit smug and teasing. And of course, the most important thing in every my Nikke post is a DORO version of that character
And last thing 3d modeling machinery is fun and drawing hot women cure my depression and it help with the detail a lot. Blender is the GOAT for me. Cya till new week.
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spanking, dirty talk, choking, tears, (forgot the name), p in v, hair pulling, oral (f receiving) , fingering
“do you like when i touch you like this?” katsuki, your long time fuck buddy, has his lips on your neck and holding up your breasts with his palms. he licks the shell of your ear, massaging your heavy mounds. “desperation smells so.. so good on you.” you nod, arousal throbbing on your clit and you whine. “out the car.” he demands, standing to his full height and watching you.
you crawl to his side of the car, legs spread wide and he crouches down, kneeling before your bare cunt and your feet instinctively go onto his shoulders. “already knowing where to put them? good girl.” he praises, winking at you and leaning down to suckle your clit into his mouth.
you groan, rolling your head back and looking to him with tears in your eyes from pleasure. “katsuki..” you moan, feeling his hand rub circles on your belly. “more, please..”
he pulls away, sucking on his two fingers and slipping them inside you. “you want more?” he asks huskily, lust filled eyes staring at you. you nod, his pace growing faster as he curls his digits and find that gummy, creamy spot that makes you all heady. “there it is, be my good girl.” he coos, watching your arousal flood up to his forearm, and he grins— creamy waters drenching his seat and skin. “up.”
you stand on wobbly feet, his hand wrapping around your throat as he whispers in your ear. “are you going to be a good slut and take it all for me..?” he asks, softly squeezing your round ass. “or do i have to punish you?”
“punish me..” you whisper, a glutton for punishment.
“punish you?” he questions, tightening his grip and slapping your ass harder. “punishments aren’t supposed to feel good.” he growled, moving to the other cheek and slapping harder. “put the towel down for your knees.” he ordered, giving you a delicious but painful spank.
after the towel was laid, you kneeled on the side skirt of the car and bent over felt him kiss his marks, slipping in and making you feel so full. “oh my god..” you whine, feeling the brutal force of his hips against yours— knocking you forward and pulling you back. you moan and mewl, eyes rolling and you readjust in the seat.
“did i tell you to fuckin’ move?” he barks, pulling your hair— which makes you pull up a little bit. “did i say get up?”
“n-no! im sorry—“ you gasp, feeling his hands slap your ass hard and fast on each cheek. “im sorry—“
“ride that dick.” he ordered, watching you push back on him and he rolls his eyes. “fuck, yer’ being bad, baby.” he warns, slapping the red and sensitive mounds. “ride that dick like you know what youre doing.”
in actuality, you didnt. you never ride, and he always treated you like you a pillow princess in bed.
he realized it early on, pulling your hips and thrusting deeper into your creamy walls as he stepped closer. “fuck!” he groans, balling the back of your shirt and grips it. you tremble, falling a little from your arms giving out. “did i tell you to fuckin’ move?” he grits out, mean and big as his words became spanks on your skin.
“my arm— im sorry!” you squeal, and tears roll down your cheeks.
“what?” he barks, obviously not hearing you but putting two and two together. he grabs your arm, folding it behind your back and holding it there. “keep on acting out, baby.” he growls, shuddering his release.
“you okay?” he asks, kissing your knuckles and rubbing your head. “was that good, or am i lackin’? i only read them books cause of you.” he smirks, rubbing your back and arms.
“im good, and goddamn.. you did good.” you mumble, eyes heavy from the pen he bought you.
'Why would Buck be *this* defensive about not being in love with Eddie if he wasn't actually in love with him?'
I feel like none of you have ever had people speculate (again and again and again) that you and your best friend *must* be in love with each, while consistently insisting that 'no we are not' and it shows!
˚ˋঌ˖ under the glowing moonlight
˚ˋঌ˖ wherein eugene and rapunzel after escaping the cave full of water finds themselves in a different scenario compared in the movie.
˚ˋঌ˖ what to expect: nsfw (18+), size!kink, inexperienced!rapunzelxexperienced!eugene, first times, fingering, and oral (both receiving).
˚ˋঌ˖ ramble: just finished rewatching tangled and my horny ass is obsessed with their size difference ): i noticed that there aren’t much fanfictions of disney couples going at it with each other and this is a good excuse to let my thoughts go wild :3
“her hair glows? her hair glows!”
screams eugene, as they all gasp for air after escaping their deaths drowning in that small cave.
“it doesn’t just glows,” smiles rapunzel.
setting up fire on a nearby tree, rapunzel sang the incantation as her hair glows from her scalp and onto eugene’s palm.
jaw open wide, eugene has no idea how to process what just happened to him and his hand, holding it up high in the air in disbelief of the sight before him.
taking his huge palm with her hands, she places it on her cheeks, giving eugene a smile to reassure that this is reality.
eugene's eyes darts its focus on how his palm on rapunzel's face, his hand almost being the same size as her head. reluctantly, he smiles back at her and cups her face, his thumb absentmindedly brushing rapunzel's lips.
More think about it the more I realized that being an atheist made me realize to not take life so seriously life is kind of like a really amazing video game, you can customize your avatar you can make different choices, but you should be enjoying it it's a beautiful beautiful game, you should be savoring it and you should be experiencing it, quit that toxic job go on a vacation fall in love cut your bangs, and then probably hate that you cut bangs and count every second until they grow back, EXPERIENCE IT! Sometimes it hits me just how scared of living Christianity made me, it made me terrified of making a wrong choice and being an atheist makes me realize that there really aren't wrong choices the only wrong choice is to not make any choices at all and not experience your one wonderful Life™️