#heeeehehehehe

[noir-ish-bee]

forgot to post this sorry

[xxinkys-ocsxx]

My nanna just handed me peak

I'm so excited to see the bonus features for casper omg

[inkykeiji]

Omg your last sukuna response was heavenly to read. Makes me wanna just bend over right in front of him in a short skirt and watch his big bad tough demeanor shatter

HEHEHE thank you!! oh my goddd i think he would love and hate teasing all at the same time.

warnings: 18+ minors do not interact, one use of the word master, sukuna is a meanie :( words: 431

he thinks it’s so cute that you think you can act in such a manner around him and get away with it—it’s real sweet that you think you can tease him, real stupid that you think you can dangle such temptation over his head and genuinely believe he won’t do anything about it, that he won’t shove and stuff you back into your proper place beneath him. it’s disrespectful to even try, honestly; disrespectful to think you could ever exert power over him, disrespectful that you think you can control him with your lace-clad cunt, the delicate material already beginning to cling to your folds, contouring your clit and your empty lil hole, soaked with premature arousal.

but his baby is nothing if not determined.

he lets you have your fun for a little anyway, lets you prance around in your obscenely short skirt, lets you bend over far enough that it forces the hem up, up, up—up your thighs, over your ass, to scrunch a little at your tailbone, revealing your whole backside to him, legs spread strategically, ensuring that he gets an eyeful of your clothed cunt. 

he lets you have your fun, because he likes it when you believe you might actually succeed this time—so fucking idiotic, his precious little girl is—because it makes the disappointment weighting your features when you realize that you can’t, you won’t, you never will that much more delicious, a devilish smile spreading across his face as your bright gaze dulls with horror, mouth heavy with defeat as it tugs downward. 

maybe you can procure a crack or two in his demeanour, a hairline fracture in his meticulously crafted mask—a soft grunt, or a flare of sheer, potent want in his eye—but that’s all you’re getting before he mends it, reinforces it, and snatches the reigns from your grasp. 

it’s offensive you thought you had any fucking hope at victory at all, he’s panting in your ear as he traps you between his chest and the wood of the table, hard cock already prodding your dripping hole. who the fuck do you think you are, teasing him?

two of his hands curl around the edges of the table, the other two wrapped tightly around your waist, keeping you bent perpendicular, hips pinned to the surface. 

you seem to have forgotten your place. but oh, don’t you worry, sweetheart, your master will show you exactly where you belong.

[owl-bones]

I actually don’t know who to ask for so nightmare again 😂😂

don't imagine reading in his office while he works, cozy by a fireplace with one of his tentacles wrapped loosely around your middle comfortingly. eventually he finishes and he picks you up to hold you and rest

[clearskiiess]

some random drawings from last night ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ the middle one is rog with his iconic sparkly converse :’)) first time i drew him lol

my art has been rlly dry recently lmao i don’t like posting it much

[iceemoondemon]

aaay more musicalblizzard

i wanted to draw them...SO BAD

i love shipping

yuki kori @blueiceegirl

music meister (c) dc comics

[sexysilverstrider]

HEHE

[cyberpunkintruder]

starting work on a really Big Piece of art and seeing it all start to come together and you start getting excited to see it to the end rly just feels like This