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October 2018

Loud or quiet for your hunters ๐Ÿ‘€

Loud for Summer and Sajhuin. Bad neighbors;)

Quiet for Vain and Lana. But like breathy lil moans quiet.

Oct 24, 2018 4 notes
#ask #nsfw #prometheuis #sajhuin #vain #svetlana #summer
Costumes or lingerie for all of them?

Lingerie for Sajhuin, Lana and Vain.

Costumes for Summer. He loves a good goofy rp.

Oct 24, 2018 5 notes
#ask #nsfw #ducklingxkitten #sajhuin #vain #svetlana #summer
For all four of your hunters for the ask meme? Knots or Ovipositor?

Huehuehue I feel like ovi is really niche fеtish for any of these fools to enjoy. So I guess we are….stuck..with knots:’D

Well @haonqq maybe dnd au Sajhuin is an exception;)

Cause their lover is a🐠🐟🐳

Oct 24, 2018 5 notes
#nsfw #ask #i have no knowledge of triton anatomy #but whatever she packs #they into that #sajhuin #vain #svetlana #summer
Or the choose game : Sajhuin โ™กโ™ก please โ™ก

Ive been informed that it was supposed to say Edging or Multiple rounds?

I think they are more into multiple rounds. They are too nice to tease their partner…for Too long;)

Oct 24, 2018 4 notes
#nsfw #ask
Handcuffs or shibari for all?

Handcuffs for Summer. Ropes would irritate his burned side too much.

Shibari for Lana cause she has a deep appreciation for anything beautiful.

Oct 24, 2018 4 notes
#nsfw #ask #sajhuin #vain #svetlana #summer
Handcuffs or Shivaji for Vain and Jhuni? i have a feeling jhuni would like ropeplay

Shibari for Sajhuin. They’d like to tie someone beautifully and be tied themself.

Vain would pick handcuffs bc he Doesn’t like being restricted and they are much easier to get out of. He would also pick handcuffs for his partner bc they are quick to put on.

Oct 24, 2018 6 notes
#nsfw #ask
Sajhuin and Vain: lube or raw?

They aren’t about that torn asshole life so.. Lube all the way for both:’D

Oct 24, 2018 4 notes
#nsfw #ask
Lets Play A Game of This Or That? (NSFW Edition)

musingofmemes:

My muse has to pick one or the other. They have to pick one. Not neither, not both.

Submissive or Dominant?
Whips or Chains?
Handcuffs or Shibari?
Pillow Princess or Power Bottom?
Voyeur or Exhibitionist?
Blindfolds or Spreader Bars?
Butt Plugs or Vibrators?
Edging or Multiple Rounds?
Knots or Ovipositor?
Spanking or Scratching?
Ball Gag or Muzzle?
Strap on or Double Sided Dildo?
On on one or Group Sex?
Vanilla or Kinky?
Lengthy Cocks or Girthy Cocks?
Small Boobs or Large Boobs?
Ass or Chests?
Thighs or Arms?
Hot Wax or Knifeplay?
Loud or Quiet?
Biting or Sucking?
Collars or Piercings?
Costumes or Lingerie
Monogamy or Polyamory? 
Laughing and silliness during sex or Intensity and power struggle during sex?
Fucking a Virgin or Fucking someone with experience?
Face to face or from behind?
Phone sex or Sexting?
Cumming inside or Cumming outside
Being filled or Bukkake
Dirty Talk or Degradation?
Role play or Porn on in the background?
Public Edging or Filming in the Bedroom?
Condom or Bareback?
Lube or Raw?
Video Call Masturbation or Sexy Selfies?
Blood Play or Breath Play?
Face fucking or Anal sex?
Leather or PVC?
Morning Sex or Evening Sex?
Clothes on or Clothes off?

Oct 24, 2018 11,003 notes
#im in the mood #ask me about my wtnc ocs #summer lana sajhuin and vain
Oct 24, 2018 3,975 notes
#i so rarely reblog here #i should change that
Oct 24, 2018 40 notes
#dnd au #sajhuin #nsfw #my art #half dryad
Oct 21, 2018 645 notes
#wtnc #self reblog #i love them so much
Oct 21, 2018 209 notes
#my sunshine boy.... #self reblog #wtnc
Oct 21, 2018 141 notes
#wtnc #the first chapter solidifyed that this is what i want #woof #self reblog
Oct 19, 2018 23 notes
#nsfw #dnd au #sajhuin #sloane #my art
๐Ÿ’‹ for Sloane and Dior if I may??๐Ÿ‘€

How about kisses everywhere 👀

Oct 19, 2018 32 notes
#naughty!!!;D #so it goes here #also same hat dior!!! #actually same hat sloane too! #wtnc

nightly-visits:

“Um…”

“Yes?”

“T-Thanks for not staring at it…”

“Why stare at that when there’s so much more to indulge in?”


(Vain belongs to @nighttimerie)

Oct 18, 2018 9 notes
#ummmmm HELLO THERE!!;) #noice!! #vain #wtnc
Oct 17, 2018 218 notes
#oh woof
โฃ๏ธ for Dior/Lana.... You can choose the place... Yourself;) ;) ;)

A soft kiss on the chest 💕

Oct 12, 2018 33 notes
#I LOVE THIS SO MUCH #OMG YES DIOR #Kiss the tidde dont be shy #wtnc #lanas gonna die in her strong arms

xxxxnatashas-art-corner:

A little, “Pick me up” for @haonqq

You deserve the world and all the smiles ♡♡

Sloane © @haonqq || Sajhuin © @riessene

Oct 12, 2018 23 notes
#wohohohoho #a rare riding sloane apprears! #jhuni just looks in wonder like we all do #wtnc #sajhoane
Oct 11, 2018 46 notes
#nsfw #wtnc #vain #ymir #my art
Oct 9, 2018 114 notes
#wtnc #i forgot to reblog it here #my art
Oct 7, 2018 22 notes
#first of all poor boy!! blease tske care of yourself #but owo finally i have a ref
Oct 3, 2018 141 notes
#wtnc #nsfw #ezra lyon #finnegan kazimir #vain #my art #fainzra
‘against you there is no defence.’ with finn/ezra/nb!hunter please =D

Nothing could possibly soothe the desperate longing of wanting to see them, to feel them, to be by their side, and each time the sun sets Finn finds his way into warm arms. 

Whenever they’re together a slow, dull ache settles in the pit of his stomach at the realization that they will not be with him forever.

So he savors it, savors them, because human life is short and cruel, and if he can love them even for the shortest time then he’ll do it right. 

Finn is cold but they are warm, and the endless touching sates him, the heat, the stuttered groans, the careful arch of their spines as they move as one. 

Damn everything else, because this is all he wants to do for the rest of his endless life.

A torrent of desire echoes in his mind, two voices sighing his name, lips wet and eager against his skin. Toes that curl and fingers that fist crumpled sheets, and Finn commits it all to memory. 

He counts the freckles that sweep across Ezra’s nose, the dusting that trails over his shoulders and the tops of strong arms, and russet skin glows softly in the flickering candlelight. He’ll never get over the green of his eyes, the way they rival the shine of even the brightest emerald, and sometimes Finn could swear he holds the galaxy in that gaze when he looks at him. 

The Hunter is just as beautiful, an abundance of silvering scars a map upon soft skin that Finn traces with tongue and teeth, and nobody could ever quench his thirst quite like they can. Their blood is an elixir, the sweetest nectar he’s ever had the pleasure of tasting as fangs find supple flesh. 

His lovers drive him to madness, an unbidden, aching desire that nothing else could ever rival. To hold, to kiss, to fuck, to love, a raw and desperate need that sings inside him and tells him to never let them go. 

So he holds them tighter, loves them harder, and he asks the universe to capture this moment and every one that comes after so that he may never forget them. 

Oct 3, 2018 80 notes
#wtf kris IM LOVING these prompts!!!!!!! #wtnc #finn is being emotionally thorsty #i may have something done soon #to quench that

xxxxnatashas-art-corner:

Of all the smut drawings I made in the past days. It all happened because my mood was set by @riessene ♡

Sajhuin © @riessene | Esrion © Me

Oct 1, 2018 50 notes
#ahh the hair! the lighting! the composition! the looks on their face!!!!!! #its amazing!!!!!!!!!!!!! #slams nut button #sajhuin #wtnc

September 2018

Sep 30, 2018 70 notes
#sajhuin #esrion #nsfw #my art #wtnc
tangled in bed with August?

NSFW


Dark ombré hair spills over their pillow, stray strands curling at their forehead and sleep-flushed cheeks. A long leg has escaped the tangle of the sheets, their nightshirt rising high and revealing smooth, pale skin, and August is beautiful.

They look peaceful, their eyelids flickering, and the Hunter wonders what they might be dreaming about. There’s a stark difference between the August that wanders the waking world and this one, and they seem weightless, peaceful, a distinct lack of an accusatory curled lip or eyes that roll.

The Hunter sighs, content to watch them, the steady and slow rise and fall of their chest, and they can’t resist reaching out to brush one of those snarled wisps of hair from their face.

A nose twitch, then a smile, and with great effort August opens their eyes.

“You caught me,” the Hunter smirks, watching as August rolls and raises their arms high above their head with a contented sigh as their bones click back into their rightful place.

“I caught you. Were you enjoying the show?”

They tilt their chin, and the Hunter knows that cue, leaning in to press their mouths together in a kiss that tastes like last nights wine, sweet, tart, delicious. August pulls his bottom lip between their teeth, drawing the limb that had escaped the confines of the bedsheet up around his waist.

Without thinking, the Hunter’s fingers are finding the buttons of their shirt, undoing them one by one until soft cotton falls open, a delicious and tempting warmth radiating off them.  

He smiles against August’s lips as their hips hitch against his own, thinking about how these lazy mornings always turn into something urgent, explorative.

They can’t help it. This thing between them is too new, and they still have too many things about each other to discover, freckles and curves to memorize.

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Sep 28, 2018 78 notes
#OH HELL YEAH #august being soft in the morning is my fave thing #wtnc
C2 for Vain showing off to the boyfriends

showing off and being pretty are his two fave things to do in life

Sep 28, 2018 28 notes
#i hope the darling boyfriends will appreciate the sight;3c #vain #wtnc #nsfw #my art #Anonymous
Sylv and August tangled in bed? Maybe,,, post-sex cuddles? Idk that fic had me feeling fluffy things but its sylv’s birthday so,,,,

This is obviously very late for Sylvian’s birthday, but never mind 😂


Breathless, August rolled onto their side, hands already reaching for him across the damp sheets, trembling fingers brushing over sweat-slicked skin. The need to touch him was constant, an ache that had no relief other than the feeling of his skin under their palm, of his fingers in their hair, his body curled around theirs.

Sylvian smiled as August snuggled into the crook of his neck, his chest rising and falling a little quicker than normal, but bloody Hunter stamina meant he wasn’t as tired as August. It just wasn’t fair. His arm curled around the back of their shoulders, hugging them close, idly caressing their hair.

‘Are you all right?’ He murmured, and August snorted.

‘That is a stupid question.’

His laugh brought a foolish grin to their face, warmth blooming in their cheeks. It was in quiet moments like these that they felt the safest, the most secure. When it was just the two of them, limbs tangled together, each enjoying the feeling of the other in their arms. It had gotten to a point where they could hardly remember a life without this.

August needed him, needed him like they needed air, wanting him to always remain close, to fall into his arms when they were tired, to hear him say “I am yours” and mean it, really mean it. A promise that was true and sincere, because Sylvian didn’t tell lies.

‘What are you thinking about?’ He asked, the tip of his nose running along their jaw, his breath sifting through their hair at their temple, making them shiver.

‘You.’

‘Oh?’ His lips brushed against the pulse dancing in their throat. ‘Good things, I hope.’

‘Hm, maybe.’

He huffed a laugh, a firm hand cupping their face, tilting their chin up, and August sighed contentedly against his mouth. Their lips eagerly parted for him, but he kept the kiss slow, tongue meeting theirs in little touches, his fingers winding up into long, ombre locks, creating ripples in the dark waves.

August’s little noise of protest when he pulled away made him grin, his mouth maddeningly close but not on theirs. There was a steady heat beginning to pool in their abdomen, and they traced the hard muscles of his chest and stomach, trailing lower, lower, brushing over the coarse hair between his legs…

‘I was thinking that it’s still technically your birthday,’ they purred, a hand pandering at the crux of his thighs, enjoying the way his eyes lidded, pleased by the feeling of him growing heavy in their palm. ‘Would you like me to take the boots off now, or keep them on?’

‘That,’ he growled, rolling on top of them, mouth pressing damp kisses to their neck as he reached down to hook their legs over his hips. ‘Is a stupid question.’

Sep 27, 2018 20 notes
#soft oh so soft #augusts feet are never cold with everyones boot kink #wtnc
"Melting" for Omen and m!Hunter?;3๐Ÿ”ฅ

NSFW

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He’s never felt anything quite like Omen.

The Demon is like heaven and hell all wrapped up in an impossibly attractive package. The sweetest of smiles, but those wide eyes have a certain glimmer to them, a flicker of mischief that sends sparks skittering across the Hunter’s skin.

Strong thighs straddle his waist, and Omen moves above him, an eager bounce that knocks the breath from his lungs every time he rises and falls.

His tail curls around the Hunter’s wrist, reels him in, and he wants to be touched.

The Hunter drags a splayed palm from collarbone to navel, feeling the impossible heat of him as his fingers glide over muscle that shifts under pale skin.

Omen is unassuming when in clothes, lithe, but when stripped bare he’s powerful to the point where it almost scares the Hunter, makes him want to know more about where he’s from, who he really is.

He feels the air in the room thicken, his breath coming in harsh pants as Omen rides him harder, faster, his tail moving to brush over his ribs, it’s pointed tip sharper than he remembers.

Omen pushes blackened fingertips into his own long, silky hair, the sight of him a privilege, something rare and beautiful.

Hot, hot, hot, and the Hunter watches as heat hums beneath Omen’s skin, a copper glow, otherworldly and, again, terrifying.

Omen’s palms meet the Hunter’s chest with a loud slap as he arches his back, falling forward until their foreheads are pressed tightly together.

There’s a smile on his lips, a sinful smirk that tells the Hunter all he needs to know, but he says it anyway. “I’m close. So close.”

He nods, the maddening feel of Omen this close, this tight, slick, and hot around him, and he fears he may really be melting. “With me,” he rasps, sweat beading at his brow, collecting in the dip of his clavicles, at the backs of his thighs.

Omen makes a quiet noise, a pleased hum, and the Hunter grabs the firm curve of his backside and keeps him steady as he pounds out his final thrusts, sparks bursting behind his eyelids as he comes with a ragged cry.

Omen eagerly swallows the noise with a kiss, a kiss that burns as warmth spills over his stomach between them.

He doesn’t think he’ll ever feel cold again.

Sep 27, 2018 109 notes
#wtnc #OH WOW #this is hawt
Lingery meme : Omen B4

Demon? there are no demons here! Only a pretty kitten!

Sep 26, 2018 181 notes
#omen morningstar #wtnc #nsfw #my art #Anonymous
A4 - Elaine

Armaros found dead in miami

Sep 26, 2018 153 notes
#color change since its a duplicate:D #elaine #wtnc #nsfw #i wish she would be a romance but alas......... #my art #xxxxnatasha
1C for Sloane (I really love her in your style)

@haonqq man i love her…………never can say no to Sloane

Sep 25, 2018 29 notes
#wtnc #nsfw #my art #sloane #anonymous
Can you do August in C4? ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿปโค

if you have to wake up cause smb got murdered you at least gotta look the best

Sep 24, 2018 206 notes
#wtnc #august willenheim #my art #i-am-dert
B2 - Ezra~โ™ก

you got me bewitched~~

Sep 23, 2018 196 notes
#wtnc #ezra lyon #my art #xxxxnatasha
A2 for Jhuni please,,,, im so thirsty,,,

popular choice eh? cant blame ya;)

Sep 23, 2018 43 notes
#wtnc #sajhuin #my art #thats not even nsfw but aight #haonqq
Sep 23, 2018 231 notes
#and i changed the background color for the ask yes #god i love piper #wtnc #nsfw #piper meriman #my art
A4 for Lana please? (Couldn’t resist with her lavender lipstick) // saeraes

tastes like blueberry;>

Sep 23, 2018 38 notes
#wtnc #svetlana #nsfw #my art #irlquinnkelly
Finn/Ezra/Hunter tangled in bed

NSFW. Straight-up porn, no plot. 

Used @shokujin-shot‘s total babe Damen for this.



Ezra arches his back, his head pressed firmly against his downy pillow, and he looks up at the sight before him and wonders if he’s dreaming.

How did I get here? Mother would be so proud…

Finn throws him a look and laughs at the errant thought, Damen too occupied with littering the Vampire’s bare shoulders with kisses to notice the moment that passes between them.

The mattress groans with the weight of the two imposing, big bodies above him, and a smirk hooks the corner of Finn’s mouth as Ezra wraps his legs around his waist, Finn leaning forward, gravitating towards him with little thought. 

“Comfortable?”

Ezra bites his bottom lip, fingers twisting in dark sheets as Finn reaches between his spread thighs, hissing through clenched teeth as Damen does the same to him, a hand dragging down his spine, over the curve of his ass. They work in tandem, each of them being pulled apart by the other until Ezra is panting for it, desperate.

“Finnegan,” Ezra rasps, a familiar warning, and Finn curls his fingers, Ezra’s mouth opening in a silent cry, fingers tightening their grip on the sheets as cool digits work him open.  

He’s growing impatient, his two lovers a feast for the senses, and all he can think about is seeing the look on Finn’s face as the Hunter fills him up, a look he rarely gets to see. 

Finn tenses as the Hunter lines himself up, pushing inside slow, slowly, and Damen grabs his chin, holding him steady. “Look at him,” he whispers, bright gold burning into Ezra’s green as the Hunter sheathes himself to the hilt.

Finn has possibly never looked more blissed-out and filled up, quietly chanting Damen’s name in his defeat. Regaining his composure, Finn turns his attentions to Ezra, reaching to tangle iron fingers in dark brown curls as he lines himself up. The anticipation has Ezra impatiently rocking forward, and as Finn pushes into the eager clench of his body, pleasure soaks him right down to his bones, hot and unrelenting.

Damen pushes forward when Finn pulls back, the synchronicity of it blinding, and they find their rhythm so easily, three perfect puzzle pieces built to tear each other apart. Greedy hands roam, and Ezra almost loses track of who they belong to, the only indicator being that Finn runs more than a few degrees colder than the scorching heat of the Hunter.

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Sep 23, 2018 75 notes
#HELL YEAH*2 #wtnc
Sep 23, 2018 144 notes
#HELL YEAH #wtnc
1B for lana?

snowy girl for ya!;>

Sep 22, 2018 49 notes
#wtnc #svetlana #nsfw #my art #cuerue
Sep 21, 2018 1,646 notes
#i got to the 1000k so lets do a lil celebration #the four of my wtnc kids and all the canon characters from there are on the table
A side of Vampire with two thicc slices of Hunter, please. You know.

Me: yeeeeah boi
Also me, a dumb bitch: details hhhhh

Sep 21, 2018 120 notes
#unf.... uhhh ohhh... #thats.. thats some hot action #sorael you did done it #slams Nut button #this is full cource meal sadwich #wtnc #i wanna lick this
Sep 21, 2018 173 notes
#self reblog #its aujhoane loving hour
Sep 21, 2018 71,038 notes
#dhksshsbskhdsksjbrjsndbdjs
Sep 21, 2018 53 notes
#wtnc #needles #piercing #my art #this is moderate nsfw but nipples are the main subject soooo
14 for whoever you want

“You look amazing tonight.” 
I picked Alo and August ( @whenthenightcomesgame ).

Also this was just supposed to be fluff and uhhhhhh oops its NSFW now and over 1000 words lol


Alo groaned as he closed the front door behind him, kicking off his shoes by the door as he hung up his coat.  He was tired.  He was sure he’d never been this tired before, in fact, and the act of making his way to August’s bedroom was almost too much.  He knocked, not wanting to barge in, but there was no answer.  Opening the door just a crack, he was halfway to announcing himself when he heard water running in the bathroom.

Alo sighed and shrugged his suspenders off his shoulders, unbuttoning his shirt a little more as he sat at the foot of the bed and flopped backward, throwing an arm over his eyes.  There was a muffled noise coming from the bathroom and Alo turned his head to try to figure out what it was.  As soon as he could hear it clearly, he felt his heart swell in his chest at the sound.  

August was singing.  It was the most beautiful sound Alo had ever heard.  He didn’t think he could fall more in love with them, yet here he was, completely awestruck at their perfection.  He wasn’t even sure they were a good singer, but it didn’t matter to him.  To Alo, August’s voice was that of an angel.  Not even the most powerful siren could match them.  Alo rolled onto his side and buried his face in his hands, feeling his cheeks flush.

Before he knew it, the bathroom door opened and August entered the room, tying their robe around their waist. “When did you get here?  Are you all right?”

Alo peeked out from behind his hands and pointed at them.  “You!”

August quirked a brow but seemed unperturbed.  “Me?  What about me?”

Alo rolled back onto his back and threw his arms out to the sides.  “You’ve slain me!” he replied dramatically.

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Sep 20, 2018 18 notes
#woof #august grinding and bein bossy is like....my fave thing ever #wtnc
Sep 19, 2018 173 notes
#nsfw #wtnc #when the night cums #lmao i love that tag #august willenheim #sajhuin #sloane #my art #aujhoane
Sep 15, 2018 232 notes
#this isnthe best thing ive ever seen #hell yeah roan get some!! #nuts #wtnc
Hey Kris I had a dream where the LI’s were real people or actors or some such and Omen ate me out like nothing else so uh, would you do a girl a favor with a drabble ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป

OH.

NSFW

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Omen’s heat is unmatched, his touch a thrill as he runs his hands over her body. Breast and rib, waist and thigh, and with a firm tug she’s dragged to the edge of the bed.

She twists her fingers in the sheets, finding an anchor as he kneels before her, between parted thighs, hooking her legs over his shoulders with a smile.

His tail sways elegantly behind him as he concentrates on the task in hand, a trail of reverent kisses pressed to her inner thigh.

He’s finding his way higher, higher, and she writhes beneath him, heels digging into his back as the anticipation threatens to drive her mad. “Omen, please…”

Wide chestnut eyes find her, his gaze brushing over her naked form like a caress. She watches his tongue flicker out to wet his lips, a promise of what’s to come, his cheeks kissed a charming pink.

He holds her steady, his breath warm against the wet that settles between her thighs as he leans in, and he’s unfairly close, close enough to touch and taste.

His tongue is a revelation when he finally puts her out of her misery, a helpless whimper rolling off her tongue as he licks her, pausing and pressing as he reaches that tight bundle of nerves.

She stifles the ragged noises that pour from her throat against her knuckles, and Omen finds a perfect rhythm, pressing long fingers inside, curling them.

He smiles against her when she breathes his name, groans when she winds her fingers into his silky hair, worn loose over his shoulders in times like this.

Just how she likes it.

His name melts into a plea, a gasping, desperate thing as he presses his face closer, tongue moving deeper in tandem with the fingers that beckon inside her, playing her like a song.

Her hips buck against his mouth, burn in the depths of her stomach. The threat of release barrelling closer, full speed under the unrelenting swipe of his tongue.

Her fingers tighten in her hair, and Omen shamelessly ruts against the mattress as she comes.

The sound of her, the rush of wetness that hits his tongue, all of it too much, too fast.

There’s a brief moment of disappointment as he pulls away, her toes still curled as he crawls closer, wiping the traces of her from his chin.

She gathers herself, still panting as she reaches for the buttons of his tented trousers, his tail curling around her wrist, an encouraging squeeze.

They laugh against one another’s lips, breathless from a kiss where all she can taste is herself upon his tongue.

Sep 14, 2018 86 notes
#oh hells yeah kris #thats what im here for #use that foot long tongue boy #or..maybe..not the whole thing #wtnc
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