short butch king 🏳️‍🌈🔞

I have class in like thirty minutes, here's the girls frotting 👍

there's also other stuff i want to talk about with these scenes and this fic in general. but again. 😔

i'm ngl i want So badly to ramble about these two scenes and how they're supposed to be read in contrast with one another to show how their mutual interest still needs encouragement and communication to truly thrive but nobody wants to play toys with me in the nsfw server i'm in 😔

Text: A finger circles your clit, other hand teasing your nipple, and you let yourself sink into the dream again. The other person smelled sweet and earthy, you think, like chocolate sunflower seeds. Their voice was beautiful. Warm, just on the edge of low, driven higher by pleasure. Paler than you, pretty freckles and deep blush and brown curls between their legs framing a cute cock. Bruised all over their breasts, like you'd been biting them. Begging for you, by name, by touch, by whines and moans. You see the beginning of the dream, sliding over them and lining up a strap you wish you had, telling them to breathe. Hearing them gasp as you breach them, relieved and delighted and — "Chara —" slips out of your mouth as a hot, rippling buzz runs down your body and through your clit, not quite cumming but teetering on the edge, and putting a name to the person in your dream let's you see their face. You can't hesitate long enough to avoid how seeing Chara, flushed and begging and needy, their hair spread over their pillowcase, makes you cum all over your hand. Hard and with a thick moan in your throat and better than you have in months. Panting breaths let your shirt drop from your mouth, eyes squeezed shut, and the entire dream is...

Text: Yours is racing now. You can still see their expression, in your mind's eye. Their hair has been getting longer. Gardening has brought out their freckles. They look at you with eyes a shade of red that you've never seen on anyone else, and behind your eyelids those eyes are full of something hungry and needy. It is not part of the dream when you imagine tracing your thumb across their lips. Or dipping down to kiss them, the way the knights always do in the stories. Or taking their bitten tits in your hands and watching their eyes flutter from the sensation. Or running your hands along the marks they don't know you know about, the ones you've accidentally felt brushing against your thigh in the summer and noticed in brief moments on beach outings, soothing whatever it is that haunts them. There is still a hand in your pants. It starts again, despite it fucking all, because you... you imagine. You keep imagining. You can't stop. You don't want to stop. What expression would they make if you took them in your mouth? What does their voice sound like when it breaks? What would it feel like to stroke their cock while you were inside of them? What would you do once you had them? Do they love you? Do they want you? Do they know how much you love them? Chara between your legs, sinking down on a strap or sucking your clit. You whispering I love you into the crook of their neck while you wreck them. Hearing Chara call out your name in ecstasy. Kissing them. Kissing them and sliding your tongue between their lips and sucking on theirs. Dressing them up in finery and bending them over your bed to — With no shirt in your mouth, the trickle of pleads of their name is loud and clear as you cum again, sensitive and shivering and so, so warm.

it's important to me that y'all know that at the same time this is happening, across town frisk is doing this
(everyone depicted is over 18, btw, they're twenty-somethings)
(also these two screenshots aren't contiguous, there's plot between their orgasms that i'm skipping over)

Before any of you ask for this, know that you'd better also be into free use bc it is impossible to dress or transport those things without inappropriate touching. Also, usually some level of dismemberment, but I assume that hits different if you're designed to come apart.

Text: Your fingers wrap around you and gather arousal from your tip, slowly, achingly stroking. It's not wet enough to feel good and yet it lights fire in your veins. Something in your heart that feeds on this feeling makes your mouth taste like iron and you bite your tongue; you do not bleed (yet) but you cannot be heard, either. More dribbles from your tip. Your legs spread. Your mind continues to wander. Frisk speeds up, humping this body like a desperate animal and yet as beautiful as they ever are. Crown in place, still, curls glowing in the sun. The most beautiful thing you have ever seen. Singing the most beautiful song you have ever heard — they sigh your name and you feel your heartbeat stop, your body at peace while the syllables are in their mouth. They move one of their hands to touch you, to caress you, to want you. They give you attention you do not deserve and blessings you have not earned, leaning in. Leaning in. You taste their breath as your mouth opens. They slow their grinding to rough, harsh thrusting. Despite not entirely sharing your sweet tooth, they've taken a liking to teas and lemonades. When they kiss you, their mouth floods yours with summertime and forgiveness. When they kiss you, your body jerks with joy. When they kiss you, it is as though you are complete for the first time in either life.

Text: When they cum using your body, you feel a thrill up your spine, and the image of them unraveling atop you stays with you even as you open your eyes, hand pumping your erection lubed only by your own precum. Your garden watches on as you whimper their name, begging your angel to save you, pleading for them to forgive you for your filth done in their name. In some part of your mind you imagine them seeing you now and smiling, playing with your hair, reminding you that your orgasms are theirs to enjoy, and your hips jerk as you cum on the grass, … Your breathing is ragged. You need to atone. Your body is warm. You can't want them. Your sins are painted across the ground. You want to kiss them so, so badly. It takes but a moment to dress yourself back up. It takes but a moment for tears to well up in your eyes. It takes but a moment to start sobbing. You want them to hold you.

poked a little at a charisk thing i've been meaning to finish and finally got to the part where chara cums in the garden and it's Very fun* so y'all also get it
for context: they're fantasizing about frisk and also have undiagnosed ocd

*in a story way. they do cry. they're working through stuff

girls frotting tbh

was tryna figure out how I wanna draw them #undertail

Grown up Grimmchild/Ghost (18+)

"... and then they fucked"

Late Valentine stream 💗

Emily (she/her) 🏳️‍⚧️

#oc #ocsky #lingerie

Karlach from Baldur's Gate 3 in the buff sitting on a wooden stool holding a paper heart in from of her for Valentine's Day. Pose is based on a visual meme.

A sketch of Karlach doing the Valentine's thing for @gallies.bsky.social! That paper heart is NOT gonna last long! 🔥❤️ #bg3 #Karlach #baldursgate3 #MiupixArtwork

Moonshine
#moonshine #deadlock

Oops nude wolfy girl 🐺 ✨

#silverwolf #silver #deadlock #deadlockfanart

got that dog* in me

*Gnoll
#teratophilia

hatsune miku riding the cock of kasane teto! teto is flustered and miku is looking down on her saying "so cute <3" as they hold hands. LEWD

two good friends enjoying each others' company! 🥰
the miku/teto brainrot is strong helppp

DIY bottom surgery 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 #hollowknight #silksong #secondsentinel #phantom #phantinel

I always draw these two very soft I fear but thats on account of them being the lomls #undertail

collapses. on the floor. i made somthin g #silksongnsfw #silksong #phantom #silksongphantom

i saw a drawing of a bigass wraith fucking phantom and was really normal about it

hyena time

Lady Dimetrescu from Resident Evil Village wearing white, lacy lingerie.

Lady D in lingerie

Mina #deadlock

Valentines is around the corner, time to bring the imp out
#valentines #imp #shortstack #monstergirl

Gilenan Moo Sketch NSFW

A lil WIP from Jan for @gilneanmoo.bsky.social !!

There's a joke about a bone and burying somewhere >_>;;

Artists, quote with something silly and thirsty

Two ocs, Mal the dunmer and Tora the human, from the Elder Scrolls universe. Mal is touching herself and bent over a table/shelf thing. Tora just walked in on her. Text above Mal says “Wearing Tora’s tunic” and Text above Tora says “was looking for said tunic”

Too lost in the sauce to notice

taoling 🍑🍴

Showtime !! 💗💙 >:3

#deadlock #deadlockceleste

Alphys laying seductively on her side in a pink-sheeted bed. She is lifting the covers up as if inviting the viewer to join her inside.

Something pink and soft for Valentines~