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HI CLOVIS [walking into your inbox with an I VOTED sticker]

Anon asks don't allow media, so I'll send you a DM with proof that I'm not committing gay sex voter fraud here, but can I request art of etho breeding bdubs? (no pressure & no worries if not <3)

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AS IF I WOULD EVER SAY NO TO DRAWING ETHUBS SEX

someone else recorded this but i was the one to ask the question of how he makes sure his “kiwi” is wet enough to eat 😋

I like to think eating out Doc's redstone cyborg charged creeper pussy gives the same effect as knocking back three five hour energies at once

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Bdubs should turn into a centaur and fuck Joel within and inch of his life to teach him a thing or two about the joys of horses and why he shouldn’t go around hunting them

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Istg ccRen is like the perfect older man to me. The grey hair, the wrinkles, HIS SMILE???

God, I would love nothing more than to have him thinking he's gonna dom only to flip and have him begging and whimpering before he even puts it in. Making him beg for permission to fuck me while he's grinding the tip of his dick against my clit. He'd sound so pretty for me as he babbled about how good my pussy is but he's not allowed to cum until I do. God, I need that man in my bed, desperate and horny NOW

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pretty boy (full below cut)

full drawing 🔞 warning for large insert, belly bulging

doc looks cute here but dont get used to it. i draw him different literally every time LOL, and i usually forget some part of his cybernetics </3 sorry big guy

greetings from doc’s march 8 stream, i bring news—

started off by telling us he’s gonna eat his gfs pussy tonight, said “long extremities…it’s true…it’s proportionate…if anyone was wondering,” said his basketball friends used to call him doctor (german word for pussy) because he was so good with women, i asked how he makes sure the kiwi is wet enough before eating it and he literally described foreplay, someone wrote a poem about eating pussy and doc read sensually for us, someone said they wanted doc head and he said “no there’s too many of you my tongue will get tired”

conclusion: the Goat is obsessed with eating pussy amen

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need cc ren to breed me BAD. want him moaning and whining about his puppies being bred into me. i need to get pregnant from him pls pls pls

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They have been friends for 20-30 years (can’t remember)

There is no way they haven’t compared dick sizes when drunk at least ONCE. Like, they must talk about women and sex. Comparing dick sizes isn’t that far of a jump. They would get drunk, late at night, and compare dick sizes.

And well, Skizz has the height advantage of just being larger so it’s not fair. And well anyways impulse was a grower now a shower…

Maybe skizz would tease him, taunting him to prove that his dick does get bigger when hard.

Maybe flustered red Impulse would give in, jerking himself off with his eyes closed thinking about a hot girl and not his best friend watching him touch himself. Maybe it would take longer than usual because impulse is shy, only for skizz to lean in and start talking in a low voice about how good he’s doing.

Maybe it would make Impulse’s wires get crossed, maybe he would stop trying to ignore that Skizz was there. Maybe he would tell Skizz to keep talking because it was helping. Maybe he was too drunk to think better of this.

Maybe skizz would thread his hand into Impulse’s hair, maybe Impulse would whimper when Skizz called him pretty, maybe Skizz would double down repeating how beautiful he was. Maybe impulse wanted to show Skizz how pretty he was when he came.

But he didn’t, pulling back when he was rock hard and showing his now larger dick off with stupid drunk pride.

Maybe Impulse didn’t notice how low and husky Skizz’s voice had gotten, mumbling something about how big his friend really was. Only noticing that Skizz had gotten hard as well when he pressed their dicks together again. Maybe impulse was so desperate for friction at that point he involuntarily rutted his dick against him.

Maybe Impulse was so drunk and horny that he didn’t put together that Skizz had gotten hard without touching himself, or that Skizz was the one to bring up comparing dick sizes, or that Skizz taunted impulse into touching himself for him, or that Skizz was the one to start encouraging him while jerking himself off, telling him to go faster and how pretty he was.

Skizz would wrap his larger hand around both of their dicks, pulling impulse into his lap as he jerked them both off. Maybe would just let his head fall onto his shoulder, too horny to even consider telling him to stop. Drunk moans slurring together as he whined and begged Skizz to not stop. When Impulse came first he would just whimper as Skizz didn’t stop or slow down, using impulse’s hot cum to continue jerking himself off.

Maybe by this point Impulse would have figured out that it was his moans that we’re turning Skizz on, maybe leaning in to moan and whimper Skizz’s name directly into his ear as overstimulation crashed through Him. Desperate to make Skizz cum as well.

Maybe Skizz would be moaning Impulse’s name as he finally came, spilling onto impulse’s formerly clean shirt.

Maybe impulse would lean into Kiss skizz, because well it was always nice to kiss someone after having sex. Or uh, whatever that was, impulse might say.

Maybe impulse would ignore the way Skizz happily leaned in, connecting their lips so eagerly. Maybe impulse Ignored the fact that one of Skizz’s hands would pull him closer by the waist while the other went behind his neck.

Maybe impulse would let himself believe that this was only because they were shitfaced drunk, and maybe he let Skizz make out with him because he was convinced he wouldn’t remember this in the morning. Maybe impulse just let himself turn his brain off and let himself get more kisses and more drunk.

-🔫 wow this got away from me I really only meant to say they probably compared dick sizes once.

WOOOOOOO GO OFF GUN ANON

I'm so glad you're on the same page as me in terms of how insane impulse is for just giving in to skizz's teasing and doing shit he would never do otherwise just because skizz is poking him in the back to do it and he just can't let skizz win..... so he does the thing, which makes skizz win because that's obviously what he wanted in the first place.

it's a win win for skizz which is hot because no matter what he has this supreme control over impulse and impulse gets to make his guy happy which feeds into his people pleaser/service kink..... they're insane and I'm glad they get to be freaks together for the rest of their lives.

ren’s voice literally sounds like sex to me especially when it’s morning and he’s sleepy and how do the rest of the hermits function around him. help

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pretty boy (full below cut)

full drawing 🔞 warning for large insert, belly bulging

doc looks cute here but dont get used to it. i draw him different literally every time LOL, and i usually forget some part of his cybernetics </3 sorry big guy

I want to sit under rens desk when he streams and just cockwarm him.

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Ouppy…

Grian probably calls him a mutt

i want to cockwarm xisuma while he does redstone. i want him to explain what he’s doing in that breathy tone he gets when he isn’t really thinking about his words. i want to trace the muscles in his arms, kissing at the curves i can reach. i want to suck hickies into his pale skin and feel his dick twitch as i do. i want to get in a cheeky roll of my hips while hes talking to a hermit and find out what his voice sounds like while trying to pretend he isn’t up my cunt. i want to know how loud someone so softspoken might get, what he sounds like lustful or flustered, what his moans are like, what his teasing becomes when hes turned on. i want to know if hes strong enough to carry me to bed without slipping out and i want that strength in his hands to leave bruises on my hips when he fucks me.

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I low-key wanna sit under gtws' desk while he's editing and suck him off. I wanna hump his leg with my boypussy as I choke on his dick. I wanna make Scar so distracted from the stimulation that he has to take his hands off the keyboard/mouse and play with my hair as he gets closer to cumming.

- 🫀🏭 anon

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need to see doc bent over back arched crying and moaning gripping the sheets. need him from behind so i can get a nice view of his trampstamp. i missed the stream where he showed off it tho so i just have to use my imagination unfortunately sigh

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hellooo I’m having a real shitty time irl and I love your blog, so I’m here with headcanons.

first time with Scar, because I’m obsessed with him an unhealthy amount. I’m imagining him being sooo gentle and sweet with whoever it is (let’s just say Grian) at first, but once they both get comfortable and into it he starts going wild. its a tight fit for the first time with how big he is, Grian probably feels like he’s getting a factory reset. How’s he ever supposed to go back to being normal after being stuffed with that? The fact that it’s Scar makes it so much better, he almost comes as soon as Scar is finally all the way in. Scar probably goes slow at first because he knows he’s big, he’s not an idiot, and he doesn’t want to hurt him. Too bad Grian is in absolute bliss. Queue a 9 hour fuck session

Bonus points if being vex means Scar has a shorter refractory period, or none at all.

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oouuugggg anon... first of all, SUCKS that life is Attacking you like that, second of all I think you've given me wings. Yes I do believe Grian should get to be stuffed full of Scar, as a treat <3 SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG!! i got sooo carried away... this is just a snippet, lookout for the full fic on ao3 👀

> More below the cut ♡ [Trans FTM Grian]

Scar's just so considerate, so slow and gentle at first. He takes his time making sure Grian is ready and comfortable- and despite the nerves hammering at his ribcage, he makes sure to perform. When he slowly backs Grian up onto the bed, he's nothing but delicate and sensual, an adoring smile accompanying the hunger sneaking its way into his warm eyes.

He leans down to crowd around Grian, supporting himself with his elbows on either side of Grian's head and effectively caging a bird of flight against soft bed sheets, though it does nothing to make Grian feel trapped. Scar presses his lips to his lover's collarbone, tentative kisses trailing down as he whispers, "is this alright?" 

At the quick nod he receives, he moves one arm down, tracing the soft 'V' shape where Grian's torso meets his pelvis. "You wanna go all the way?" 

The temperature in the room rises. Of course, he feels more than hears the shaky exhale that Grian offers him before a slight nod. He needs words- and he tells his lover as much.

In response, quiet and embarrassed but no less sure, "please. I—... need you..." 

And that's enough for Scar. He tugs Grian's trousers down, purposefully leaving his boxers up just to smile at the wet patch on the front, such clear evidence of the pure want radiating from Grian. He shifts down the length of the bed to mouth at the hard peak in Grian's boxers, warm breath ghosting over the wetness that continues to spread. After a few whines from Grian get the better of him (and his own arousal is straining against the fabric confining it), Scar sits up and brackets his lover’s legs with his knees, if only for better balance. Finally, he moves to tug Grian's boxers down. 

He wastes no time getting his mouth on Grian's dick, sucking in softly just to hear those pretty cries as Grian bucks his hips up against Scar's lips. Grian's already wet, so eager to take Scar in and they've barely even started.

Scar brings a resting hand to feel at the entrance of Grian's front sex, teasing him with just a finger running over his entrance, never fully dipping in- barely holding back from giving Grian exactly what he wanted. Scar just wants to make his lover feel good, after all.

"Scar, just—stop teasing!" Grian's impatient whine comes out not as strict as he wanted it to sound, more simply desperate. Scar can work with that. He shifts away a bit, moving up the bed to press open-mouthed kisses to just below Grian's jaw, one arm moving to support him right above Grian's head, the other still guiding fingers across a wet cunt. 

Scar doesn’t warn him. His hands are gentle, though, when he pushes a single wet finger into Grian, drawing out a soft and embarrassingly high gasp. A sigh of Scar's name, and another joins it, stretching Grian out and massaging his walls. Scar isn't trying to make Grian cum right now, but God, he's so close already. He knows that two fingers are nothing compared to what's been promised for later this night, but he's already so close.

Scar spreads his fingers—knuckle deep—inside of Grian, smiling against his lover's warm neck as he feels the way Grian moans shamelessly at the feeling of being stretched. A third finger stuffs him full, and a fourth finger makes his wet cunt ache, and fuck, he can't wait to take Scar.

Four fingers rubbing against his sweetest spots and stuffing him so nice and full quickly lead him to throw his head back as his vision blurs, clenching helplessly around Scar's fingers. It takes less than a few minutes for Grian to come down from his high. He's so eager, after all.

When Grian opens his eyes again, unsure of when he had closed them, he's met with the hungry warmth of Scar's own. He nods nonsensically, murmuring out little please’s and Scar’s as he squirms impatiently atop the warm sheets. He can hear the ruffling of clothing, but he's not really paying attention to what he's seeing until he sees a large, scarred hand resting atop exactly what he needs inside of him, at this very moment.

The little moans that Scar lets out as he strokes himself with a hand covered in Grian's slick could be recorded and worshipped, Grian thinks. Grian also thinks, similarly, that he wouldn't mind getting on his knees to worship right now.

Scar's unfairly even voice (Scar really hopes his nerves aren't seeping through) snaps him out of that fantasy, however. Another time. "You all ready, Songbird?" A brief pause follows him.

Quiet, and still. For a moment, only their heavy breaths occupy the barely-there space between.

Then, "yes, please—Scar, I want you." He's almost surprised at how sure he sounds, but then again, he's always been sure of this want; this yearning and desire has always been fact.

He doesn't have control over the way his hips twitch upwards. Not when he feels the head of Scar's cock prodding at his cunt, spreading the wetness to his oversensitive clit and drawing a high whine from him. Scar leans down again to greet Grian's jaw with soft kisses before slowly easing the tip inside. 

And oh, God—Grian’s so gone already. Scar’s cock stretches him out so perfectly, fills him out in all the best ways with every inch that presses deeper inside. His eyes had shut some time ago and he can’t even bring himself to try and remember when, not when he feels this good. He knows Scar isn’t all the way in yet. Logically, he does know—but he also doesn’t quite process that. There’s so much of Scar inside of him that every slip further in just pulls Grian’s breath straight out, again and again, drawing him dizzy and dazed by the time their hips are flush.

Grian's head is thrown back against the pillow, mouth open in a long, now silent moan, and he revels in the feeling of being so full. He's never felt like this before, never felt so ultimately complete. Never until now, every shift against the bedsheets making Scar’s cock rub so deliciously against Grian's inner walls.

Even as still as they both are—Scar panting above him, giving him time to adjust—Grian can feel every vein along Scar's cock. He feels the way his lover fills in every crevice, the tip pushing against his cervix with an aching kind of pleasure that'll turn to bruises come the morning, far beneath where anyone will be able to see. 

Grian’s getting impatient now, with every moment that passes by while Scar's not fucking him into the mattress. He knows his lover is being nice and considerate, letting him adjust—but Scar's just so big. Grian's literally never going to get used to him, so there's no point in waiting. 

Plus, Grian wants to feel him.

It takes about a minute of his insistent whining and grinding his hips against Scar's for his lover to finally break and start to move. The slow drag of his cock pulling out to the tip drives Grian mad, even more so when he pushes in again, taking his sweet time to meet Grian's hips with his. Grian wants Scar to snap his hips hard and fast, make it ache. 

“Scar… Mmn, are you—are you that close to cumming already?” He's trying to get a rise out of his lover. Scar's not the reactive type, but Grian is just so desperate for it, he's not above being a brat.

First post woo!! Everyone is crazy about Etho calling himself a puppy and I am not immune, he should wear a super short skirt and get everyone's hands on him <3

NSFW link under cut

Full vers

(I'm still figuring out how image hosting works so let me know if you have any issues!)

Docm77's stream, 11/9/2024

so......... this post............................

thank you @thrumbo for coloring the lineart <3

Designing tattoos and a little anatomy practice, nothing else

Another sketch below

Drop some Xisuma NSFW just because I can

Still don't get why there's not much NSFW for X..

How did we get here?

Imp in a maid dress <3

I need to praise Tango while I blow him or jerk him off. With how much he hates compliments and how he puts himself down repeatedly he would deserve it. Just telling him how well he's doing, praising his recent accomplishments.

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god i want to tie impulse up and edge him until he cries. he's look and sound so pretty, all desperate and sobbing ❤️

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Dunno if you take requests but if you do could we get more kitty tango <3

Requests/suggestions are SUPER SLOW rn but I do get to them most of the time!! Usually during magmas, so if you don't mind waiting a long time, absolutely you can leave some!

I'm not ashamed to say I'm highly biased so of course Tango, Martyn, Cleo and Joel concepts will have priority whenever I have time to draw some:3

Anyways have some kitty tangleo from last week I forgot to post!!!!!! Full under cut includes slight pet play and cat like dick

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I've not written in like....weeks so here have a snippet for something I wrote almost two months ago that I will maybe finish some day

Grian lays back against Scar’s broad chest, eyes slipping shut as he sits on his lap, legs spread wide open. Scar presses kisses to the back of his neck and his shoulders, hand going from tweaking his nipples to trailing down his stomach until he can cup his crotch.

He just barely holds himself back from bucking his hips, desperate for any bit of friction he can get. He feels Scar chuckling and shudders, head falling against his shoulder. “Scar…”

“Needy bird,” Scar mumbles. He moves his hand, and Grian can’t stop the whine from slipping past his lips. “And impatient. I need to get the lube, pretty bird. You can wait a bit longer, can’t you?”

Grian grumbles, but says nothing as Scar reaches for the bottle of lube set nearby and spreads some on his fingers. He sets the bottle aside before pressing a slick finger against Grian’s hole. Grian sucks in a sharp breath as he traces the area before carefully slipping it in.

Already, it’s a stretch. Grian is certainly no stranger to having fingers inside himself, but it’s usually only ever his own. He’s used to it, used to how much they fill him up. He’s not used to Scar’s fingers, so much thicker than his own. He’s feeling a little breathless just from the one as it slowly slides in and out. His hand sits on Scar’s thigh, just so he has something to hold onto, especially as Scar slides in a second finger.

He lets out a groan at that, hips jerking closer in an attempt to get more in him.

Scar clicks his tongue, other hand moving to hold his hips down. “Uh-uh. You’re gonna take exactly what I give you, yeah? Be good for me?”

“Scaaaar…”

“I know, I know,” Scar coos. He kisses his jaw, still slowly fucking him with his two fingers. “You’re just a needy, slutty bird. I know.”

“Scar, please. I need more of you.”

Scar hums, but scissors his fingers. Grian cries out at the stretch, trying to press himself closer. He doesn’t really succeed, though, as Scar’s hold on him keeps him in place. Scar moves his fingers in and out, stretching him and leaving Grian no choice but to focus on how full it makes him feel. If his fingers feel like this, he’s pretty sure Scar’s dick is going to break him.

Scar twists his fingers enough to rub his thumb against his clit, and Grian gasps, twisting in his hold. Scar keeps him held down and adds a third finger. Grian whimpers, and Scar spreads his fingers. He explores with them, and it doesn’t take long for him to brush against Grian’s g-spot. He strikes that spot relentlessly, not letting up.

“So good for me, aren’t you?” He says, head hooked over Grian’s shoulder to watch the way Grian takes his fingers. “Taking me so well. It’s so much, I know, but you’re doing so well, baby. Gonna make you come before I fuck you, okay? That sound good?”

“Please,” Grian whines.

“So good,” Scar repeats, stroking that soft spot in Grian and circling his clit, and from there it doesn’t take long for him to come, clenching around Scar’s fingers and feeling impossibly full. At least, until Scar removes his fingers and he actually cries out at the loss, now feeling horribly, painfully empty. 

“Sc’r, please, need you in me,” he begs, slurring his words slightly. 

Scar chuckles. “Needy, needy. Can’t even go one second without being stuffed, can you?”

“Scar…”

“Alright, alright. I don’t even need to get more lube, do I? You’re certainly wet enough.” With his wet hand, he slicks his cock up a bit before positioning Grian over him. He pushes him down so Grian sinks onto him, letting out a moan as he goes in an inch. Scar thrusts into him, and Grian yelps as he slides a few inches in with no warning.

Grian’s hands hold onto his thighs, nails digging slightly into the flesh. Scar kisses his cheek as he bottoms out, buried fully into Grian. 

Grian pants, feeling so full, as if Scar is in his guts. One of Scar’s hands goes from his thighs to his stomach, running over the skin there. He thrusts up into Grian again, and that’s when he feels it. A little bulge, noticeable whenever Scar fucks into him. He clenches around him at the feeling, head lolling back against his shoulder as he moans, a string of drool trailing down the side of his mouth.

“So good..,” he groans, and Scar laughs.

“Pretty stuffed bird,” he says, pressing down slightly against the bulge. Grian jerks in his hold, overwhelmed by the pleasure. He writhes against Scar as he fucks him, pulling Grian down while he thrusts up and hitting so deep in him.