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August 2018

how abt some showering together w/ sajhuin & sloane? ;3c

i know you meant like,,, sexy showering but consider this

 one of their first hunts together went Horribly Wrong and its a double blank stare in the shower
@haonqq im sorry

Aug 30, 2018 85 notes
#haha whoops nat i have reblog it here! #but i love this so much #ansgst to fluff babey #my art #and friend art #and friend fiction #wtnc #blood #sloane #sajhuin #both are nb #sajhoane
Aug 28, 2018 167 notes
#oh nice #wtnc #i wonder whats alo doin;)
I'm not sure which one to pick but I wanted to prompt you both angst and smut. Maybe you can put them together? 💖

Angsty smut, huh? I mean, I can try? I can’t guarantee quality, but… I’ll give it a go! 😅


The old, iron bed creaked in a steady rhythm, but thankfully there was no-one around to hear.

August sighed with pleasure as Sylvian’s lips slowly worked from their collarbone to their jaw, damp mouth kissing every inch of skin he could find, the tip of his tongue swirling over the sharp swell of their throat. Blunt nails raked across olive skin as he thrust into them, each movement working them into a frenzy, needing more of that, more of him, needing Sylvian like they needed air.

Strong, firm hands greedily kneaded the flesh of their firm thighs, currently wrapped tight around his waist, pulling him close to them, a silent plea for more, please more. He obliged, restless hands caressing their skin, their every nerve alight under his expert touch, his breath ghosting over their ear. The only light came from the slit in the curtains, moonlight falling across the small room in the tavern. Neither of them had had the patience to light any candles.

He managed to snag their wrists, pinning them above their head, their whimper of protest only making his grin widen. The way their bodies seamed together made August arch up, needing more of that contact, the heat. With their hands trapped, they couldn’t touch him anymore, which just wasn’t fair… With a wicked smile, August bit the long muscle underneath his ear.

In the dark, they couldn’t see his scar.

Sylvian went rigid, as though struck by lightning, and suddenly August remembered. Oh shit. The bite… How could I forget? Seconds passed by in silence, and they could almost hear his fight for control, to just ignore the sudden fear, the sudden memory. Then he released their wrists, pushing himself up and away from them, propped up on his hands, breathing hard. He didn’t completely withdraw, and August’s legs were still wrapped around his waist, but the sudden loss of his body heat nearly made them gasp, the room temperature seeming bitingly cold in comparison.

‘Sylvian?’ They reached up, trying to find his face, fingers brushing against his black fringe. Maybe we should have lit the candles. ‘Sylv-’

‘I’m all right,’ he said, huffing a shaky laugh. ‘That just… freaked me out a bit.’

That’s my fault. They swallowed guiltily. I did that, I forgot. They opened their mouth, intending to tell him they were sorry, but he stole the words with a hard kiss. ‘Don’t you dare,’ he growled against their mouth, the sound sending shivers skittering over their skin. ‘I don’t want an apology.’

They were trying to be patient, to be sympathetic, but they were so hard that it hurt, their hips twitching up, having to bite their lip to stifle a whimper. Sylvian noticed, of course he noticed, and he rolled his hips slowly, testing. August groaned, grasping desperately at his arms, needing more but afraid to ask now.

He grinned in the dark, leaning down to graze their bottom lip with his teeth, sucking away the sting. August’s back arched up to meet him, still not sure if they could voice their demands, but the laugh that rumbled in his chest chased away their hesitation.

‘Please, Sylva,’ they murmured, the words breaking apart on a moan as he moved again, each slow, slick glide driving them insane. They arched against him, finding his mouth in the dark, tongues a tangle of heat, before their head snapped back against the pillows, crying out at their climax hit them hard.

Pearl beads spilled over their stomach, the sight pushing Sylvian to the edge as well, groaning their name into their shoulder, fingers wound so tight into their hair. They both lay in the dark, seamed together, breathless and giddy with the feeling of each other.

Finally, Sylvian let out a contented sigh. ‘I could just fall asleep, right here.’

August was glad to see his momentary fear had passed, loving the feel of him in their arms, the muscle shifting beneath his skin. But… ‘Please don’t, you’re heavy.’

‘Oi!’ He laughed, ragged, breathless, and rolled onto his side. ‘I’m not that heavy.’ He smiled at the little pfft of amusement that August made as they snuggled against him. His hand was already in their hair, stroking gently, brushing loose strands of silk back over their shoulder. ‘Bath, then bed?’

That sounded very nice.

Aug 28, 2018 22 notes
#ohoohohohoh #this deserves the nsfw blog #dont ever doubtbyourself strut i enjoyed every second of this! #and the angst gave it Spice #wtnc
Aug 27, 2018 59,248 notes
#ummm KINDA
#5 from the smut list? August and Hunter?

“Try to stay quiet. Understand?” 

NSFW.


The gentle creak of weathered wood as the Hunter thrusts into them echoes off of old brick, and August’s head snaps up as the Hunter whimpers, the blue of their eyes barely visible around blown-black. “Try to stay quiet, do you understand?” 

He nods, a sly smile forming on his lips, fingers digging into August’s firm thighs for leverage as he rolls his hips a little harder, trying to make them break their own rules. 

August bites their lip hard, chin falling to rest upon their chest as they expertly stifle a groan, the control they have utterly infuriating. 

Though, the Hunter can see little flaws in their resolve, their knuckles bleeding white where they grip the edge of their desk, the way the flush upon their cheeks and chest darkens. 

He will break them, no matter how they cling to their composure. 

“August, will you look at me?” 

They shake their head, lips falling open on a sharp breath as he moves a hand to curl around the hardness between their thighs, stroking languidly, a slick, perfect glide. “N-no, I will not,” they growl, hissing through clenched teeth. 

They hook their ankles together behind his back, the leather of their boots creaking as they urge him closer, lashes fluttering closed as he sinks deeper, harder, faster. 

His pace is relentless now, the desk protesting loudly beneath them, and if August should be worried about any noise startling their colleagues, it should be that.

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Aug 26, 2018 71 notes
#KRIS IM FUCKING DEAD #YOU KNOW IM LOVE BOSSY BOTTOMS SO M #UCH #SLAMS THE NUT BUTTON #wtnc
Aug 25, 2018 99 notes
#wtnc #when the night comes #august willenheim #my art #nsfw #sajhuin #they both are they/them nb so like be nice my dear followers #aujhuin

horchathot:

killuo:

slavery:

Who has the biggest pussy of 2018

Solid Snack

Aug 20, 2018 29,102 notes
Hey um I really like the concept and design of the dick you made for Lotor!! Would it be okay if I'd use that design as well?

absolutely! i have no intention on,,, holding onto his dick alone;D

Aug 18, 2018 6 notes
#thanks!!!! #also like... tag me if you want #Anonymous
Aug 13, 2018 33 notes
#my art #they are both wtnc ocs but i shouldnt tag it am i:'D #nsfw #sajhoane
Aug 13, 2018 3,975 notes
#man its full of good angles
Aug 12, 2018 781 notes
#ooof beautiful
Aug 8, 2018 288 notes
#and immediately reblogs it here #my art #wtnc #they are my new obsession
Please give us one of August's spicy secrets that they would love if the Hunter did in bed but would also make them kill us if we ever found out. (a risk I'm willing to take, fight me August)

They’ve always fantasized about someone bending them over their desk in HQ…

Aug 6, 2018 110 notes
#abskdbsksnbdmadn #that time when i again predicted someones kink just by looking at them #wtnc
I’m a hard Finn stan but August is really growing on me, got any spicy tea on either of those babies?

- August is very vocal, and likes to both tell you exactly how you’re making them feel, whilst also giving you instructions… loudly

- Just… the epitome of a Bossy Bottom

- Loves to lay close and quiet afterwards, even better if you’re playing with their hair (which is always down during, by the way)

Aug 6, 2018 150 notes
#shook #love them so... mu ch #wtnc
What are the LI’s like after sex?

Ezra: Very cuddly, touchy-feely

Piper: Quiet, likes to play with your hair

Alkar: Sleepy

Omen: SOFT, so soft

Finn: Lots of kissing, touching, whispering

August: Probably expects to be asked to leave, so grab that fool and smush

Aug 6, 2018 218 notes
#again knife emoji at augusts lovers #wtnc
Which LIs view sex as something more casual, and which view it as something more serious? And which LIs have more/less sexual experience?

Finn: Casual and unapologetic about liking and wanting sex when single, but when he’s in a relationship he takes it very seriously

Ezra: Takes it seriously, very committed

Piper: Serious. She won’t just hop into bed with anyone

August: Relatively casual, but just because of their previous experiences

Omen: Used to be casual about it as where he comes from it’s just an indulgence, but now he’s in Lunaris he takes it more seriously

Alkar: Also very casual when he’s single, but if he really likes you he’ll take it seriously (whilst pretending he totally doesn’t care)

Aug 6, 2018 174 notes
#hey umm people who didnt treasure august turn on your locations i just want to talk #wtnc
11 with FinnxEzraxHunter ♥︎?

11 – heartbeat

NSFW


A familiar and satisfying red creeps into the Hunter’s cheeks as Ezra pushes them down against the mattress, his nose moving softly over their jaw, up, up over their cheek, temple. The Hunter laughs as Ezra whispers in their ear, his answering smile something that Finn knows would take his breath away if he could breathe. 

He sits back in his chair, chin resting on a crooked finger, and he doesn’t have to wonder what they’re thinking, a simple push affording him access to every deep, dark little thought that scatters through their minds.

Don’t take your eyes off us.

Finn can’t help but lean forward as a muffled moan of pleasure falls from Ezra’s lips, arching into them, the Hunter chasing his lips as he moves to pull away just an inch, as if each of Ezra’s kisses ruins them, but the promise of another will put them back together again. 

Finn. Finnegan. 

Ezra’s thoughts are the loudest, a symphony of whispered words, words that Finn knows are meant to lure him in, to break his stubborn resolve, but he relents, gripping the arms of the chair hard enough to rip the leather as they move together as one upon his bed. 

They feel so good. Don’t you want to feel? Feel us both…

Finn bites his bottom lip, his fang scraping soft skin, the faintest taste of copper on his tongue, their movements becoming desperate. The Hunter’s head falls to the side, knuckles pressed to their mouth to stifle a groan, and Finn almost snaps, almost shouts for them not to hide, to let him hear. 

Instead Ezra curls long fingers around their wrist, pins both hands above their head and mutters a firm, “No.” 

Just like you do to me. Shall I bruise them too? 

“Ezra…” the name is ripped from their throat, aching, thick with want and lust and all the things Finn’s feeling, trying to fight. 

Finn senses it before they probably do, the rush, the tightening of muscles, the imminent release, and he can no long stand it. He palms himself through his trousers, back arching as he finally feels that friction he’s been so desperately craving. 

Close, close, close. 

He greedily touches himself as they fall apart, Ezra’s hips stuttering through his finish, their faces beautifully flushed, heartbeats violent, loud, and Finn’s mouth waters from the sound of blood pumping thick and harsh through their veins, dreaming of pressing his teeth to the column of each of their throats and sinking deep, drinking them dry.

Ezra’s emerald gaze snaps to him as he pulls away from them, and he smiles.  

Aug 6, 2018 70 notes
#this is vain's dream tbh #fucking ezra while finnster thirsts after them #wtnc
So I saw that quotes ask where August’s is “Don’t go” and I was wondering if we could get something with them and a m!hunter based on that? I love that you’re doing some WTNC writings, it makes me even more excited for the game to come out 💕

NSFW under the cut

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August has something that feels a lot like happiness heavy in their chest, a bliss as they kiss their lover.

They feel the smile upon the Hunter’s lips, his hands pushing into August’s hair, body to body as they lay bare beneath crumpled sheets, unable to stop touching, exploring one another.

It’s new, this ache that settles. It’s no longer one of loneliness, of sadness, but instead it’s… hope. Hope for more, for this to be something permanent, and that’s dangerous.

The Hunter pulls back, his eyes slowly opening, looking up at August, the lightest trace of colour upon his cheeks, and August gets lost, wrapped up in his eyes, and they feel their chest stutter at the sight of the longing that they find there.

They want to speak, to ask him to stay, please stay, but words turn to ashes in their mouth, because something that they feel so deeply, something this foreign, is hard to explain.

The Hunter chases away the frown that unconsciously forms upon August’s brow as he hovers above them, kissing it away with the barest brush of his lips. His fingertips find their face, tracing a sharp cheekbone, the harsh line of their jaw. “You’re impossibly beautiful, do you know that? As if you were crafted from marble.”

August swallows thickly, catches his wrist with a curl of long fingertips. “Bold words,” they whisper, angry at the way their voice cracks, betraying them.

The Hunter quirks an eyebrow in question, but he doesn’t hesitate to press himself closer, August opening their mouth to him without question, the kiss tongue and teeth, wet and riddled with want. His hands slide down August’s waist, over the curve of them, the tight muscle of them still soft as if shifts under his palm.

They’ve already done this dance tonight, but the ache that settles between August’s thighs tells them they need more, always more with him. “August,” he whispers, almost a purr as he scrapes his teeth over the tensed column of their throat, tracing his tongue over marks that are already fading.

August gasps against his mouth as the Hunter curls his fingers around their length, careful strokes that elicit quiet groans, whimpers, his hand tight between their bodies, a delicious friction for both of them. Their breathing shifts, changes, hitched and fast as the Hunter swipes his thumb over the crown of their cock, spreads the wetness that beads there down, down in a slick glide, his touch here as expert and deadly as it is in the field.

“I’m going to—“ August mumbles, looking up at him, his gaze burning bright in the darkness, that look still there, like August truly is the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen, even with their face flushed, unfocused eyes helplessly fluttering closed, strands of hair sweeping over their sweat-slick forehead, snarling about their cheeks.

He’s still looking, seemingly committing August’s features to memory, just… making them feel like they’re this wondrous thing, something so much more than August could ever dream of being. The Hunter catches them with another desperate kiss, their hips rocking together, his hand still tight around them, coaxing.

They find their bliss together, the Hunter arching, tense and devastating above them as he muffles a groan into the crook of August’s neck, August staring up at the ceiling, fingers digging into the muscle of his back as they let their toes curl against the mattress, let that sweet thrill of release wash over them.

He shifts, and something ingrained inside of August makes them panic, hold him tighter, closer, a whispered, shaky, “Don’t go,” falling from their lips, and they feel weak.

The Hunter carefully draws back, just an inch or so, enough for August to see confusion settle upon his handsome face, then a flicker of recognition as he finds fear in August’s blue eyes.

“Oh, August. No. I’m not going anywhere,” he smiles, soft before he’s cupping August’s face in strong hands, pressing an achingly gentle kiss to their lips, one that hurts their heart, makes them feel safe, wanted.

Aug 6, 2018 67 notes
#might as well start preparing yall to an inevitable wtnc spam #since i commited to keeping my main dick free #here is where the smut goes #wtnc
Aug 3, 2018 212 notes
What's your way of drawing dicks?

I made a very quick n rough tutorial thingy! Maybe it shall help!!!

I hope it is helpful! <3

Aug 3, 2018 9,128 notes
#ref
Aug 3, 2018 11,693 notes
#mood
Aug 3, 2018 8,335 notes
#woof
Aug 1, 2018 546 notes
#hey yall better prepare for wtnc spice cause #you know #new obsession #my art #wtnc

July 2018

How about your blog icon? From which fanart is?

its from one of my old lоturа pics very nsfw warning lol

Jul 26, 2018 1 note
#Anonymous
Jul 23, 2018 257 notes
#check out my new obsession dear followers #literally an hour after i drew desk smooches i learn that they are secretly dream of being fucked on their desk #wtnc #check them out fellas #my art
Jul 22, 2018 4,697 notes

dreamofhircine:

joke: wearing a chastity cage because you like being in dick jail

woke: wearing a chastity cage for the armor bonus

bespoke: wearing a chastity cage but as a top and telling your sub they’ll have to find the key if they wanna get fucked

Jul 16, 2018 2,812 notes
#xhkasaklasjsklalsdkas
Jul 1, 2018 173 notes
#woof #did you know that your art is what made me interested in bg

June 2018

Jun 29, 2018 481 notes
#fashion
Jun 29, 2018 42,348 notes
#fashion

shaydh:

hi I’m shaydh and I only romance The Worst™ (n/sfw under the cut)

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Jun 29, 2018 117 notes
#yum
Jun 29, 2018 13,777 notes
#dbh
Jun 24, 2018 42,353 notes
Jun 24, 2018 55,524 notes
#ref
Jun 24, 2018 2,796 notes
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#sadistic beauty
Jun 20, 2018 14,281 notes
#sadistic beauty
Jun 18, 2018 82,402 notes
#ref
Jun 18, 2018 1,406 notes
Jun 13, 2018 81,669 notes
Jun 11, 2018 2,179 notes
#owo whats this #its been ages since i watched any goddamn yaois but this looks nice
Jun 10, 2018 6,000 notes
Jun 10, 2018 154,480 notes
#aksjshkhsdkkdknksjdkandksnsk
Jun 8, 2018 192 notes
#muah~ #sexe #Pillars of Eternity
Jun 2, 2018 21,291 notes
#dragon age
Jun 2, 2018 13,539 notes

May 2018

NSFW Starters

mxsememes:

  • “Just relax~”
  • “Don’t hold back - I want to hear you.”
  • “We can leave the lights off if it’d help you relax more…”
  • “P-Please… ?”
  • “Stop teasing…”
  • “You’re doing well…”
  • “If you change your mind, just tell me when to stop.”
  • “Is this too much?”
  • “Is it okay if I touch you there?”
  • “I’m sorry, I can’t do this.”
  • “I’m nervous.”
  • “I’m your personal canvas~”
  • “Don’t make me beg.”
  • “Should I pull out?”
  • “How’s that feel?”
  • “Is this alright?”
  • “Put these on.”
  • “Has anyone ever gone down on you?”
  • “Have you… done this? Before?”
  • “No. Keep the curtains open.”
  • “Do you prefer top or bottom?”
  • “Shh, someone’s gonna hear…”
  • “Let me see your face.”
  • “I’m really sensitive…”
  • “C’mon, tighter. A baby could get out of these.”
  • “N-Not there… !”
  • “I want you to look at me when you cum.”
  • “Ah, ah, not yet. You aren’t allowed.”
  • “Yes, Master…”
  • “How does it taste?”
  • “Y’know, I’m really good with my tongue…”
  • “When… did you buy those?”
  • “What… in the hell are you wearing?”
  • “That tickles!”
May 31, 2018 6,818 notes
#ref
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#ref #not gonna lose it this time!
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