Yep, This Is The Reality Of Us Readers. (Specifically The Dark Romance Ones, Ik Y'all Wouldn't Like A

How old are you? Your art is amazing!

Omg! Hiii! Thank you for your compliment! I'm so flattered ☺️☺️☺️☺️

Im actually 17 at the moment, but I'll turn 18 In December!

(Seriously tho, thank you so much. I get so happy whenever someone says my art it's good)

Sorry, I'm in love with this. 😔👌

Good boy Choso, mommy reader, smut, lots of cum, a lil bit of fluff at the end

I'm thinking that out of all the jjk men, Choso is the best boy. He looks so adorable, so eager to please you, always wanting to do good for you. I imagine that he'd been a virgin until he found you and when he accidentally called you "mommy" you figured out what you were working with.

Poor boy came two minutes into the make out session and nearly started crying when you saw the mess on his pants, apologizing for being so inexperienced. But how could you be mad at him? Seeing how fast he could cum, how attracted he was to you, how needy your curvy body made him and, considering that he was half curse therefore having an immense amount of stamina, you figured you could cover him in his own cum every night.

He even begged you for more. Your hands, your feet, your mouth, your boobs, every part of your body wrapping around his lonely cock or rubbing it, making his eyes roll in the back of his head at the softness of your skin.

He'd tried masturbating before but was ashamed of it and, after all, he had more important stuff to focus on rather than his own carnal pleasure. But with you, oh with you, he couldn't bear you being away for a couple of hours. He'd start touching himself, face buried in your pillow, or your dirty underwear in his mouth. Coming back home and seeing your side of the bed covered in his fluids was no foreign sight. He felt so good when he was doing it, but as soon as he saw you enter the room and scan the mess he made he would start crying and the only way for the little thing to feel better is with your hand pumping his cock as he's sitting on your lap with your boob in his mouth.

And when you finally allow him to enter your pretty pussy he's over the moon. What was before just daily sessions of him eating you out and fingering you, making mommy feel good since he's such a good boy, touching you just like you instructed, turned into him collapsing on top of you as soon as his tip entered your sloppy cunt. You kissed his pretty face, flushed pink due to the shame he felt for cumming inside you as soon as his sensitive cock made contact with your divine gummy walls that wrapped around him so perfectly and made him lose his mind.

To help the sweet boy, you started riding him, his cum filling you up and sliding down your bodies. Since he was half curse he couldn't impregnate a human, so the two of you went at it raw every day.

He was always so excited to feel you. Teaching his little brother blood manipulation and suddenly remembering his perfect mommy? "Come with me to the bathroom please" he'd whisper and grab your hand, leading you to the closest bathroom where he would simply take off his pants, look at you with pleading eyes and say "please mommy...touch me..." And he was so cute you could never refuse.

He was also so love starved. The two of you would cuddle all the time, sleep together, cook together, walk in the park together. It was lovely. He was such a great partner, always willing to be of service, to make you proud, to make your life easier. He was there for you at all times. He was an emotional man who was not scared to show you his feelings, who never hid behind a fake persona and who cried when he felt like it, knowing you'll comfort him and never think he's less of a man because of it.

You loved him and he loved you and there was nothing more you could wish for.

I thought it would be cool to post my art in here as well, since I've been drawing for so long and barely shared it with anyone.

I feel confident enough now and I'll probably share my old art as well in between the new ones....

My art consists in creating characters and doing self inserts (It might be considered cringe,but it's what I enjoy,so....).

I'm in a lot of fandoms and I consider myself a multi shipper,so most of my art will either be OCs,Self inserts or Random shipps.

That's it, just wanted to make an introduction, I'm actually kind of nervous to be making this account and posting things here, but It would be really helpful to my confidence if I get positive feedbacks to my drawings and all.....

(also,I'm not really sure how to use Tumblr ,I mostly use it to see other people's arts 😅. Be patient with me,please.)

This is my new favorite thing.

Why?

Because I'm just like that and I have no shame to admit.

I wanna eat Thomas up like he my LAST MEAL 😫😫

Shawtyyy like I’m beating up his guts like I die TOMORROW!! 💖💖

Honestly if I saw him with my (dumbass) group of friends I would turn to them and be like “hol’ on i’ma try to wife up this super model ova here, go on without me cuz this town is my new home as long as he here.” While LOUDLY pointing to Thomas and trying to be suave AF but lookin dumb in the process. Lowkey though I feel like realistically he would think I’m making fun of him and kill me first 😭😭.

What’s your take on it?? How would our (hot-sexy-mouthwatering) Thomas Hewitt take a very bold flirtatious reader?? Thanks and bye!! ✌️💖💖

I am having thoughts and feelings about this thank you very much

So, we all know Thomas is a very shy and reserved man. He isn't bold or confident by any means. He does as he's told, and sticks to himself, pretty much never leaving his comfort zone.

But, Luda Mae's getting older, and despite her head-strong and strong-willed demeanor, Thomas worries about her.

So, he starts spending more time at the old country store, if for no reason other than to serve as a deterrent for the off-handed biker or degenerate looking for an excuse to try and rob a poor old station clerk.

It works, and Luda Mae enjoys spending more time with her son.

There's not much to do out at the shop, and so more often than not Thomas finds himself resting out in the old rocker to escape the hot smoky air wafting from the patron's and his mother's cigarettes.

It's a cool October afternoon, a nice breeze keeping the hot sun at bay as he gently pushes himself back and forth with his foot, eyes closed as he rests.

He hears you before he sees you, the loud, excited yells of a group of young women fading in from the distance as a jeep kicks up dirt, pulling up to one of the old, rusty pumps.

He squints his eyes open, watching as the four of you sing along to the radio, no one concerned with how off-key y'all may be.

He sighs, closing his eyes again, not moving from his seat in the old rocker as your group continues having the time of your lives.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," A clear voice suddenly emerges from the chaos, the music lowering to a quiet hum, "Who is that?"

He opens his eyes again, seeing that you have set your eyes on him from your place in the backseat, sunglasses lowered to take in a better look.

He frowns behind his mask, face scrunching in expectancy, waiting to hear the barrage of rude comments and hideous bullying.

The rest of your friends glance over his way as he shuffles in his seat, shoulders tensing as he looks away, uncomfortable with the attention.

"Goddamn." You start again, letting out a low whistle, "If this is what this town has to offer y'all can just leave me here."

A large eruption of playful teasing, groans, and eye rolls come from your friend group as you wiggle your eyebrows at him with a large, flirtatious grin.

He looks back, caught off guard by the terrible pick up line, frozen in place as you blow him a kiss.

"Are you for sale, pumpkin, 'cause I could just eat you up!"

"Oh, my god, leave the poor man alone." One of your friends tease you, grabbing your shoulders and pulling you further into the car.

He can't help but stare, left in shock by the sudden and unexpected flirting.

You couldn't be serious, right...?

There's no way you could actually be flirting with him right now... Right?

His thought process is broken as you ungracefully climb out of the truck, pulling yourself over the door and almost busting your face in the process.

Brown eyes stay glued to you as you walk over to him, hips swaying in what he was sure to be a much more suave and appealing way than the dorky saunter you were pulling now.

...This was definitely a joke.

"Hey." You barely stifle through your amused giggling to speak, "Do you have a name or can I just call you mine?"

"Y/N!" Your friends groan loudly from the car, watching you attempt to work your magic.

He looks you up and down, trying to figure out if this was some strange attempt to mock him or if you were actually coming onto him, the latter making his face flush pink at the idea.

"Thomas!" His mother steps out of the shop, poking her head out to look at the two of you, "Come help me put this stuff up."

He isn't sure if she really needs help or if it's a feeble attempt to get him out of the situation, and to be completely honest, he's not really sure he wants to leave.

But his mother says she needs help, so he stands from his chair, rising to his full height, something that would cause most people to take at least a small step back, but your smile only seems to grow as you stand in place, clearly checking him out as you look him up and down.

He starts to ignore you, heading back inside, only to hear the wooden floorboards creak behind him as he reaches the counter.

He looks back, a confused look on his face as he sees you following behind like a lost duckling.

"Don't mind me," You wink, "My mama just always told me to follow my dreams."

He huffs in amusement at that, shaking his head.

Maybe your pickup lines weren't all that bad.

...

As time goes on, and the more he gets to know you, the more he's going to find your flirtatious advances amusing and endearing, but if you don't make it very clear from the beginning that there's actual feelings behind your remarks, he's going to assume that they're just jokes and you're not actually into him.

He's a big romantic, he'll catch feelings rather easily the more you flirt and tease him, and if he isn't 100% sure that they're more than just jokes, he'll eventually grow to resent them because he feels like he's being teased, even if you have no idea he has feelings for you at all, so communication (while a big deal in every relationship) will be especially important if you're a flirtatious person.

I'm really so obsessed with dhmis recently......I might need psychological treatment....

Anyway.

This is my Dhmis Oc, It's based in my persona from the book I was writing with my friends as a kid.

I saw that a lot of people were simping from the worm guy(which I didn't even bothered to know the name of) and I was like...."wtf? He's so weird." But then I started to warm up to him and now I'm also a simp for the worm-guy(I know his name is warren,but I like to call him worm-guy).

So here it's a few doodles I did in my last All nighter,I probably gonna do more,since it's fun to draw the characters.

Well damn......

It looks like a mess Tbh-

I just moved back to my old house and finished unpacking.

Now my mission is to Put all my drawings on the Closet's doors.

I did a lot of really small drawings(like stickers) and put them around,so when you see from up close it's like easter eggs(I have no idea if the expression is the same in English, so sorry if it doesn't make any sense).

I'm not even halfway finished,since I made a hell lot of the small ones,I hope I get to finish it before dinner time.

Aw,sorry Anx,he likes to stare.

Anxiety! Sans belongs to the lovely @hheisa

Bizarre! Sans belongs to me

I just felt like drawing what an interaction between these two would go. As you can see,I failed because it doesn't looks good and the quality just makes it worse,but oh well.

Oh?

The characters belong to @hheisa

I see a lot of artists posting their own Sanses and AUS in here, so I might as well share mine.

This is Bizarre!Sans, from Bizarretale, I did him with the idea of an empty body,like, literally.

He's just an empty body with no soul which is alive somehow(he's considered a "zombie" by the others), I only have his design for now,but I plan to make a more detailed story and desings for the other characters as well.

He doesn't really speaks, But when he does,it sounds like a faint whisper. He does hums a lot tho.

He's a bit unsettling to be around and the other people of his au kind of avoid being near him(besides papyrus ofc).

His expression never change from the wide smile,even tho he does have a few remaining of feelings(which seems weird since he doesn't have a soul and all). He thinks it's funny when people realize he's an alive being and can talk (the reaction is always priceless to him).

Unlike other monsters,he doesn't have a need to eat or sleep,so if he's with someone else,he will just stand there and watch them sleep(this makes people even more Weirded out).

(I have a lot of Sanses and AUS which I barely have any Info besides their designs, so I'll be sharing whatever I have of them)

Even tho he doesn't need to eat,he still likes to pretend that he does, he thinks it's really funny when the food falls from his face onto his clothes or the floor,he has a twisted(and very weird) sense of humor.