This Is Perfection In The Form Of A Dog.

Could you please do some Dilliam NSFW. I need more of it in my life!

William was sitting in bed, under the covers, wearing only boxers and reading a book Damien had suggested for him and he was about halfway done with it. It was a very good read and William wasn’t one to sit around and read for an extended period of time, but it was nice to relax for a bit and let his mind travel to a different world someone else created.

“Hello, William.” Damien greeted as he stepped into the room, setting his came down and his usually straighten posture was slumped over with exhaustion.

“Dami, you look like a dead-man walking.” William commented, lowering his book while Damien worked on undoing his bowtie.

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Soft danti sketches because i need it

This is a little blurb I wrote on @darkwarf nsfw Discord chat and I figured I’d be nice and share it with the rest of you

Dark sat at his desk, working on what felt like the hundredth paper for the day. He locked himself away in his office because he wanted to get ahead for once so he could, somewhat, relax over the next few days. One can only relax so much when you’re in a relationship with a madman and a literal virus. 

“Look at our handsome man, working so hard.” A voice whispered into Dark’s ear, making him immediately drop his pencil, all want of work leaving his mind.

“He’s always doing his best, isn’t he?” Another voice was in Dark’s other ear.

“And he always looks so beautiful when he blushes.” Wilford chuckled, placing a kiss on Dark’s jaw. 

“He’s always beautiful,” Anti added, running his tongue along the shell of Dark’s ear and grinning when he earned a little gasp. 

“Maybe he can show us just how beautiful he can be.” Wilford purred. 

“Legs spread wide open, face fully flushed and his memorizing voice begging and pleading for more.” Anti placed his hand on Dark’s thigh while Wilford did the same to the other.

“How does that sound, my little demon?” Wilford asked. “Do you want us?" 

"Do you want to show us your beauty?” Anti moved his hand up higher. 

“Y-Yes.” Dark whimpered. 

“Good boy,” Wilford smirked.

HAROLD….HAROLD SHE HAS HER OWN BED…..SHE HAS HER OWN BED BUT SHE’S STILL SLEEPING WITH ADORA….HAROLD……

Now I would’t be the memer I am if I didn’t make shitty ego valentines, would I?

Feel free to use

Dr. Schneeplestein: …will you be my Valentine?

Dr. Iplier: no

Dr. Schneeplestein: …

Dr. Iplier: Henrik… are you crying? i meant that as a joke – honey, we are married… honey, stop crying please–

Lemon man’s bout to get fucked up real quick