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Mooooore attacks for @stormyykat @kmilart @actualsunflower and PurplePlatypus73
[ID: A digital drawing on a white background of three characters. On the left is Tyriel, an elf drawn in bright blue shooting a bow. In the center is Violeta, a superhero drawn in bright purple with one hand touching the ground. On the right is Amelia, a ballet dancer drawn in bright pink leaping in midair. End ID]
Drew some OCs to practice with dynamic poses
Fresh out of the shower, his curls dark and wet and falling into his eyes, Bradley dried himself off with one of the warm towels hanging on the heater before making his way through to the master bedroom. He still wasn’t completely used to living in such a beautiful suite; it had been just over two years since he’d arrived at Krovs and he’d been Tyriel’s claim for a good chunk of it, but he still couldn’t quite believe he got to sleep in such a lovely bed every night.
He smiled when he saw Tyriel, practically throwing himself onto the soft, grand bed, the plush bedding feeling amazing against his bare skin. "Y’know.. it’s been two years since I was brought to Krov Castle..” Bradley said as he just laid next to his master, looking up at the pretty light fitting on the ceiling. “Do you.. ever get sick of me being around?” He asked, looking at his master curiously, sitting up until he was knelt next to Tyriel.
@tyriel-colson
@tyriel-colson :
“Don’t exhaust yourself too much. There are other ways to keep you in shape.” Tyriel crouched down and tilted his chin towards him. “You’re wasting your energy on something that wouldn’t give you happy things.”
Panting after his workout, Hunter visibly tensed when he heard Tyriel’s voice, only looking up at him when his chin was tilted. Looking at his Sire and giving him a smirk, Hunter sat back, on his knees in front of Tyriel. “I dunno, I like working out. Keeps me in shape and all the little sluts love that. Don’t you like my body, Tyriel?” He purred, the smirk still very much playing at the corner of his mouth.
angel from diablo
"Bradley, love. There's something I want to show you."
Hearing the all too familiar voice, Bradley’s attention was drawn away from the movie he was watching, eyebrows raised a little out of curiosity. Sitting up a bit, he was ready to get to his feet if he needed to. “Oh? What is it?”
@tyriel-colson
Halloween || Tyriel & Bradley
As soon as the fae spotted his master in the crowd, he made a beeline straight for him. He looked distracted by other slaves, but that hadn’t stopped Bradley before; he wanted Tyriel all to himself for Halloween.
“Daddy?” Bradley greeted with a grin, adjusting his flower crown slightly as he approached, making sure he looked as good as he possibly could. “I want all your attention on me tonight,” the little fae purred, getting between Tyriel and the random slave he’d been talking to. Underneath his sweet, adorable exterior, Bradley could be a jealous little shit if the occasion called for it. He’d become far too attached to Tyriel -- both the demon and the more human side of him -- to let anyone else get in the way of their spooky, fun-filled evening.
@tyriel-colson
@tyriel-colson:
“Sit on my cock like that.”
“Gladly,” he chuckled softly, biting at his lower lip as he positioned himself on Tyriel’s lap. The fae was already naked, having gotten used to wandering around the suite nude.. “I wanna sit on it and bounce on it until you fill me with cum.”