Inktober 2025 Day 2 - Weave
"Is it just platonic, strictly just as friends? Or the type that ties you two together, 'til tomorrow's end?"

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Inktober 2025 Day 2 - Weave
"Is it just platonic, strictly just as friends? Or the type that ties you two together, 'til tomorrow's end?"

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whoever said that "iT's NoT sPrInG yEt" IS A DAMN LIAR. It is spring, it's warm and sunny, and yeah everything is covered in snow but that is changing slowly. All around beautiful spring days.
Bringing the spring madness to tumblr because I can
( @mmmbeetlejuice & @r0s13-r0w) hehehehe
Okay ivyhat community
Food dump
Ft. @mmmbeetlejuice ‘s Jervis
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its time
to sleep
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because i couldnt sleep the
night before

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Continued from Here and Here.
@taryn-bannon
Every inch of him felt like lightning in a bottle. Crackling against glass, sharp, angry - hot yet imprisoned. All this errant energy was wreaking utter havoc, the things the Fae had seen over the last few weeks had been enough to send him spinning.
He knew his desire wasn’t entirely natural. Taryn was a joy, adorable, kind - and had a fantastic cock. And yet - Riven knew this wasn’t quite right. He enjoyed the company of the other but to dream of him? Such...licentious dreams as well. Riven would never claim to be reserved in his desires but this was a little much, even for him.
So why was it that he was stalking the Undercroft, looking for the other man - his very bones itching at the thought of getting to touch the other, to experience him again. Experience him? He was a good lay but what am I on about? Riven pressed against the center of his forehead with the heel of his palm, hoping to quash the thoughts and visions in one way or another. He wasn’t looking where he was going when he shoulder checked someone and was shook from his reverie - suddenly looking up and feeling the breath punched from his gut.
It was as if the concentrated essence of lust itself had been injected into his veins. He heard the mewled ‘sorry’ come from Taryn’s lips and Riven reached out, grasping the other’s forearm. “No, no...it’s my fault, Taryn I...” His mouth went dry as he stared at the other with wide eyes. “...have you been...dealing with weird things? Has it been...strange around here? Because...I think I was bewitched or something because I can’t get the image of riding your cock til I’m sore out of my fucking mind.”
Continued from Here.
Caspian would’ve been lying if he said the approaching fiend didn’t cause a slight hint of nervousness but he quickly took it up and set it aside - the spell flowing through his veins, igniting him with desire cared little for bashful curiosity. “I can deal with bigger, I’m surprisingly durable.” He grinned at the other Master.
Somewhere, deep within - Caspian knew he should’ve found the entire situation untenable and yet, here he was - lustful like a dog in heat. “Tell me,” Caspian said, taking a couple of steps forward and casting aside what remained of his clothing. “If I call you daddy, will you make me cum harder?”
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