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morph and jubilee interaction.... pls... 😔😔😔/nf
She’s a little confused, but she’s got the spirit.
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Can we PLEASE normalize non-sexual nudity in art, I'm aroace, but I find the human body so fascinating and beautiful, and like seeing how different people represent it
but whenever I see nude artwork there's always some rat in the comments saying "sus" or criticizing the artist for daring to draw someone with no clothes on, in a non suggestive manner, it's a shame so many people only see it as an object of attraction, please make more cool art
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Kurt is so innocent in your guys' relationship. If you are showing your shoulder, he will place his jacket over his shoulder. Kurt always pull your bra strap back in place. Kurt always have a towl for your knees when you sit down in your short maxi dress. He is such a gentleman. Too much of a gentleman. Maybe he not attracted to you, and he just being nice.
Yeah, you were completely wrong. On your wedding night, Kurt completely rip your clothes off your body. The way he licks his lips and stare at you, he wasn't a gentleman. He was a beast ready to let loose on you. He had you in so many positions. Missionary, mating press, your face in a pillow as his weight is on your back and holding the sheet so tight. His tongue is down your throat as his cum is sinking into your womb. When you guys come down from your high, he couldn't help but laugh at you and tell you, "I found you to be completely beautiful and sexy baby the moment my eyes landed on you. I just wanted to be a gentleman for you."
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The way you draw Morph is so beautiful. This little guy brings me so much joy.
Could you please draw him and Logan hugging. Thank you so much ❤️
Swings them.
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THE CLUTCH WOLVERINE (You know I had to get in on this)
Based on the fic “Washing Machine Heart” by @minniethemoocherda ! (Which you should go read rn 🏃)
The dress is not 100% accurate to the fic, but I still wanted to draw Morph in a red dress!!
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gambit bcuz ive been watching xmen 97 and he makes me sad
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morph at scott and jean's (second) wedding my beloved. they're so little
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Scott is a HEAVY sleeper. He👏 is👏 a👏 dad👏 sleeper. He will either sprawl across the bed, limbs spilling out and loud snores coming from him. Or on days when he's especially tired or getting shit from Logan, he likes to be held. The X-Mens leader likes to be spooned. He likes to slump into bed, earning a familiar giggle from you - you know the drill. He gets on his side and you scootch over, wrapping your arms around his frame and softly snuggle into the crook of his neck and shoulder. He likes feeling your heartbeat against his back and your gentle breathing, which lulls him to sleep within minutes.
Also if anyone ever finds out, he will deny it until the day he dies.
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Swapping costumes of the two grumpy gremlin characters that's been the target of my obsessions for years: Vegeta and Wolverine
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how I feel after dmming someone first ( im afraid of being annoying )
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🐾 Cat Scratches - [James “Logan” Howlett x Reader]
WARNINGS: lots of fluff, brief mention of neck kisses, some suggestive comments but nothing past PG
CHARACTERS: James “Logan” Howlett (Wolverine, MARVEL/X-MEN)
🐾 .*.. 🕯️
Logan laid comfortably on your stomach, his arms wrapped around your lower back and hips as he buried his face into your abdomen, the bare skin of your tummy visible just slightly underneath your sweater.
Lazily scrolling through your phone, splayed out across his bed with him on top of you, your fingers trailed over his upper shoulders, scratching the fabric of his white compression shirt, rubbing his sore muscles from a long day of training and battle practice.
As your fingers trailed upwards mindlessly on his back, your manicured nails finally reached the nape of his neck, your fingers teasing the edge of his hairline.
Scrolling down further through your instagram, you let out a soft sigh of content as your fingers finally buried into the hair on the back of his head, eliciting a low rumble from the back of his throat.
You perked up at this, glancing past the dimmed screen of your device, an eyebrow quirked upwards at his reaction.
“You alright, Lo?”
You muttered out, a small, curious smile tugging at your glossy lips, damp from your teeth gently biting at them out of unconscious habit.
“Mmmh,”
He responded in a low hum, leaning into your fingers as you smiled, a small, amused chuckle leaving your lips at his fingers that slid lower on your back, cupping the backs of your thighs with a slightly possessive grip.
You felt a soft, warm press of his chapped lips against your stomach, just above your panty line, and a small laugh left your lips as he buried his nose further into you, inhaling without hesitation. In response, your legs opened slightly underneath him, wrapping them around his broad midsection with a light squeeze.
Preferring the man in front of you opposed to the celebrities on your phone, you dropped it at your side, letting it become lost in the fluffy, unkept sheets next to your form as both your hands wrapped around his head, burying your fingers into his scalp.
A low, animalistic-like growl left his lips as you scratched through his hair, meeting the place behind his ears, where you knew he was most sensitive.
Tracing over the area where his jaw connected to his ear and neck, you let out a low hum in response, tilting your head propped up on one of his pillows to the side, your eyebrows knitting together lightly in curiosity at his pleasant reactions.
“Feels good, bub. Right- mmh. There.”
Your eyes narrowed at his borderline inappropriate hum, and you nodded, wordlessly continuing to scrape through his fluffy, unkept hair.
“I didn’t take you for a cat, Logan,” You teased quietly, a small vibration leaving your own form, similar to that of the buzz of an old stereo.
“Don’t mock me, sweetheart. Can’t help it,”
He shot back, his furry eyebrows knitting together as he finally shifted, pulling himself up further, allowing his face to move from your stomach to your collarbone, trying desperately not to go full deadweight on you, knowing he’d crush your frail form.
“Plus, ever since you got yer nails done-”
He didn’t finish his sentence as you raked through his head of hair once more, pushing his face into the warm skin of your exposed neck, muffling any protest from him.
“Stop talking, James. Sleep.”
You effectively hushed him, a small smile pulling at your face as he grumbled out something along the lines of ‘mm. Whatever,’ and ‘fine.’
You felt him pepper a few hot, open-mouthed kisses along your neck, his teeth teasingly biting down on your exposed shoulder, before lapping at the new mark with his tongue, admiring his work with your taste.
“G’night, bub.”
You smiled at his subtle acceptance to your demand, your fingers frozen in his fluffy hair and partially in his long side shaves/beard, nodding.
“Goodnight, kitty.”
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nonbinary flag color picked straight from morph (it was meant to be)
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