#galaxy boy

[futureceleste]

More dnd art. An npc that showed up, slayed, and immediately disappeared. We love you Butt! 😔😭😔

[bucketfullofstrawberries]

NEW EDGAR REF!!!!!!

NEW REF, NEW REF

NEW REF FOR MY SILLY BLORBO GUY!

[yukinanokuro]

EREN SHINOHARA (OC REDRAW 2012-2021) BY @yukinokuro17

OPEN COMMISSIONS 𝄀 PATREON (NSFW)

[monstaxnight]

thinking about Hoseokie.. thick white duvet wrapping his body, thick silver links wrapping his neck... oof

02:02, Amsterdam

“You’re so beautiful.” Galaxy boy whispers, as you search for galaxies in the whisper of the night sky above you. The Amsterdam air is sweet and dark against the bare skin of your legs, kissed by starlight and secrets.

You look across to him, to where he lies in a room of soft white silence, sculpted upon a marble bed of soft white sheets, naked beneath a soft white robe chained by a heavy silver necklace that drips his body in heavy ice. Slowly, Hoseok raises his hand and you’re sliding from your window-side perch to shadow through the room like a beautiful corruption as you climb onto the huge bed; black lace on virgin sheets, sweet night on muted light, and all you feel is your own heartbeat in your throat and the burning of the soft air in your heart.

“The demon and the angel, hmm? Is that what we are?” he murmurs as you straddle his legs and the heaven of his fingertips find the hellish edge of your skimpy lingerie. He watches as his thumbs ghost beneath the intricate lace, as a soft shudder wracks your soul from the place where the galaxies collide inside you. “Is that why you don’t come to me as often? Because I’m not an asshole?” Hoseok’s ocean eyes find yours, and the tempest is so deep you feel it fill your lungs.

Could it be you, calling me down? the lyrics of the song echoing from his nearby cell haunt, my foolish heart turns from the stars.

“What if it turns on?” you whisper through the heaviness, your nails curling the hot edge of the body heated chain sitting around his neck. You’re nervous… he made you so nervous. “What then, Hoseok?”

He glances to the tripod sitting beside the bed and the phone pointedly attached to the top of it. He’d only finished the live about a thousand heartbeats ago.

All that I am, is all that you see, sing the lyrics as you say, “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? For everyone to watch, for everyone to know…” You push a hand into your panties and through the bottom of the lace to reach beneath the ivory of his robe and wrap your fingers around the thick pulse of him. His head falls back against the headboard, his wet lips swallowing deep gulps of night and you-kissed narcotics as you bring the bare edge of him to the bare temptation of you. “… what a terrible scandal, hmm? What a bad boy Wonho is, fucking and filling and feeding his bad little tour baby.”

His fingers press your hips so hard you know they’ll bruise as he flips your shadow dressed body back onto the heaven of his sheets with breathlessly careless ease. He smells like sweet dreams, like galaxies of baths and perfumes, and you bite hard on the platinum and diamond of the swinging ice to keep yourself from coming simply from the sheer, overwhelming sexiness of it.

“Is it because I’m not an asshole?” Hoseok repeats, his hips rolling until he’s sliding inside you, until he’s bottoming out and you’re screaming silent sins into the soft night.

“No,” you burn as he stretches you, fingertips raw from the depth you squeeze his bicep with. “It’s because I’m scared I am.”  

[mokadraw]

Lil redesign of my oc

[raybby]

After the drawing I did for #galaxiesforqinni, I had a friend commission me to draw a portrait of them in that style c:

[photoshopphoenix]

I posted this on my instagram but I wanted more people to see them.

to be honest I really like editing photos of  @st0rmryan

[angeleyedlynx]

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