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Medicom Real Action Heroes DEVILMAN Figure (1996)
I took these while I was stuck at work today!! I love this aisle so much 😀💞
☉ Do not interact if: d/d/l/g, c/g/l(re), k/i/d/h/e/a/r/t/s, l/il/to/ts, or ki/nk please!! ☉
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A completed sketch commission for @soft-serve-strider​. Check out this link to see the whole thing in all its glory: ►CLICK ME.◄
anonymous asked: Davesprite experimenting with getting himself off?
If he's careful, the talons can't do too much damage. Massaging the semi-stiff clit that ambitiously throbs above his drooling pussy has actually gotten easier since he learned to keep his thumb turned out, but there's still... Maybe it's the avian genes screwing with Davesprite’s head but, instinctively...
Fuck, it's hard to admit even to himself. This blows.
His pussy is still wet. Soaked now, after he's fruitlessly worked his clit for what? Hours? It feels that way. Desperation prickles at his nape like sweat, teeth gritting in frustration until they squeak. If he could just get something inside, he's sure that would be all the stimulation he needs. Probably? Maybe—
His eyes flick to his sword, analyzing the handle made up of woven grip with a critical intent. Last possible resort. He would ask Jade to alchemize a dildo before he stuffs that thing in his cunt. ...He needs to stop looking at it before the possibility becomes less distant. (The sword or the dildo? He isn’t sure.)
Davesprite's attention drifts. Pencils and pens won't afford him the stretch he needs, fucked up as that is to admit. He’s not about to stuff a pliable ruler up there either. Something catches his eye, moving from the corner desk to... The hairbrush that Jade left behind the other day? Hesitantly, he drifts from a haphazard nest of blankets to the item, still set on the vanity he never uses.
The handle is smooth, with a weird... squishy gel grip that undulates at his touch. Swallowing thickly, he holds it a bit closer to the vee of his hips, contemplative. Thick enough. Long enough. Jade doesn't... seem to want it back. The shame hasn't set in yet, which is all the more reason to hasten back to the nest and try before he can chicken out.
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serotonin: acquired look at all these lovelies ;w;
((alex and valencia belong to @vaaloirr​ damien belongs to @flynntkotzaff​ songs for each couple undercut!))
hmm... 🌾 for... Beri n' Clancy? ;3
Oooohohoho... that’ll be no problem for these two ;3
I’m gonna use beri’s actually eating things look for this, jsyk
🌾 Describe your OC through the eyes of someone absolutely head-over-heels in love with them.
He might be a little on the small side, for a demon, though he’s hardly easy to overlook. His skin matches the sky, and his eyes outshine any gold coin. Any treasure pales in comparison. His blue slitted eyes may make him nervous, but just make him look adorable before something he enjoys. His long, messy brown curls frame his face like a painting. His little smiles shine like the sun. The dangerous stinger at the end of his tail is a token of how he’s not to be taken lightly, though his kindness rivals the saints. He’s the most gentle, most careful, most handsome demon one will ever lay eyes on. Anyone who does not treasure him is more foolish than a court jester.
Tall, dark, and brooding, he makes quite the imposing figure. But his grumpy expression and sharp jawline don’t hide malice. Speak to him, and one learns quickly that he’s anything but mean. His heart nearly has more gold than his eyes. His impressive strength doesn’t overshadow his gentleness, and his sternness gives way easily to softness. A touch of pink on his fluffy hair and smooth feathered wings makes a gorgeous contrast against black and white skin. Sharp horns show he has the means to defend himself, even as he keeps to himself. Lonely, but safe. Despite his scars and his sharp edges... he feels so... safe. Like home. Exactly like home.