Rexi From Current Comm Wip

Freaky Feral Friday 👑

Shane cause I take "through sickness and health" seriously

Uncropped/My farmer below the cut

GEABHJAWD IM SO HAPPY YOU LIKE IT !! IM SO READY FOR A DUEL!!!! YOUR REACTION GIVES ME LIFEEEE GRAHHH IT WAS SO MUCH FUN TO MAKE THEY'RE SO CUUUTE TOGETHER <333 AND ALSO IF YOU WANT AN HD VERSION, You can DM me on Discord @andrabeets (same name) I got a .gif and a .mov HEHREJ Also have this lmao

PINCHING HIS NOSE

@pikkissis hi I made io and collin ....ee....e.e.h.eh.. mirror selfie or smth idk </3

Self-indulgent stupid meme redraw I did last night

Hiii, in case you are interested, I'm administrating a discord server about Maul's fics +18 with really nice people. All the info is in my profile *bows*

OOO I love making friends! OMW

me when i walk into bath and body works and 10 smells hit me at once, triggering a migraine

I KNOW THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE A HORRIBLE AND SAD MOMENT, BUT LIKE- MAUL'S FACE IS SO FUNNY HERE

"This old bag of bones is fucking talking right now?"

This sinful masterpiece got me spiraling.

Thank you, @andrabeets

TW: NFSW/Religious content (kinda?)

Priest!John Price x F!Reader

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Father John stood before you, his dark robes blending into the shadows, only his face illuminated by the soft light of the candles. His eyes were on you, watching, studying.

He knew why you were there, knew the true motives behind your late-night visits to the church. It wasn't faith that had brought you to your knees once again.

Slowly, he reached out, his hand hovering above your head for just a moment, as if hesitating. But then his fingers sank into your hair, threading through the strands with a tenderness that made your breath catch in your throat.

You didn’t dare move, didn’t speak.

"Does your husband know you're here?" The older man's voice was low, almost a whisper, as he looked down at you.

Eyes wide, you gazed up at him, glistening with a sweetness that you knew would draw him in.

''I’m just visiting the church, Father,'' You replied with lips curving into a slow, innocent smile before continuing, ''I came to confess my sins, to repent.''

"You know what that means, don't you?" He rasped, his restraint slipping with every second.

A soft, menacing chuckle escaped your lips as you leaned in closer, feeling the heat of his struggle brushing past your face. "Yes, Father. I do."

Before you could fully grasp the weight of your own words, you felt the blunt pressure of his cock forcing its way past your lips, hitting the back of your throat with a demanding thrust. The saliva that had pooled in your mouth spilled out, dripping down onto your exposed cleavage.

He was enormous, his length extending well past his navel, the thickness comparable to your wrist and each thrust was a relentless, stretching your mouth and throat to their limits. Naturally, tears welled up, blurring your vision and deepening your sense of submission to the man above.

All you wanted was to look up at his face, to see how he scrunched his brow and gazed at you as though you were the object of worship rather than the worshipper.

If this is what sin felt like, if this was the exhilaration of crossing every boundary, then you were ready to embrace it completely and dive headfirst into the abyss.

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its so hard when your fave is a villain

I've been a bit busy so just a little transparent maul judging your blog.

Yes girl