SirTheKnave
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- Video Blogging RPF (3)
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- Five Nights at Freddy's (2)
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[Sharing the forbidden art...]
I like Willry. You like Willry. Go look.
{UPDATE OF MAY 2026: Artist is on HIATUS, however these images will be available forever!}
OBLIGATORY AGE WARNING
If you are under the age of 18, I do not endorse you reading this fanfiction series OR viewing this art.
I know that if you're already reading this and intend to proceed, you likely have already confirmed to yourself that you are mature enough to engage in this sexual online space. I know that I thought so too at my younger age. Now that I am older however, I do not want any minors ending up in an unsafe environment. Know that if you read beyond this point, while I as an author cannot stop you physically, I beg of you to take care of yourself. Do it for yourself.
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Incompatible. That was what they were supposed to be. A rabbit and a bear weren’t the first choice for partners in business, yet somehow, Henry has this moody rabbit clinging onto him. They both know the dangers of their work, but once William starts getting in the way of said work for seemingly no reason... Henry's gotta figure this one out.
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“Oh,” at last, it clicked with Henry. As his own body settled down from the initial panic of being essentially charged into for this embrace, the auburn furred bear wrapped his own arms around the frail frame of his partner. In business, and in affairs. Henry was relieved enough to laugh under his breath, and he could finally pick up on the faint sound of William’s right leg thumping against the ground, “no wonder you’ve been so… clingy.”
That got William’s face to snap out from between Henry’s pecs, his face twisted into one of distaste. Defensively, his brows furrowed.
“I am not clingy,” the Brit grumbled in a sour tone, yet, the evidence said otherwise. Something about a rabbit having done several pre-mating methods to a bear for the past month, said rabbit now clinging onto the bear like he would disappear…
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I'm usually a Wilry/Helliam artist for FNAF, but I've been getting into the original 1996 Scream recently. This as a result will be used to post my art that is NOT Wilry/Helliam. Not sure how often this will be updated.
IF THE IMAGES BREAK, COMMENT AND LET ME KNOW; You can also find my art on Twitter if you need.
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OBLIGATORY AGE WARNINGIf you are under the age of 18, I do not endorse you reading this fanfiction series OR viewing this art.
I know that if you're already reading this and intend to proceed, you likely have already confirmed to yourself that you are mature enough to engage in this sexual online space. I know that I thought so too at my younger age. Now that I am older however, I do not want any minors ending up in an unsafe environment. Know that if you read beyond this point, while I as an author cannot stop you physically, I beg of you to take care of yourself. Do it for yourself.
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DAY 2: COMING UNTOUCHED
Summary: Cyborgs n’ Avians are unlikely friends. When Brian is visiting California for a convention, he chooses to crash at Evan’s. However, he’s never really known the man to be so feverish, and when he gets a little too close to the beastly side, he has the chance of a lifetime.
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"Bastard," Brian said breathlessly."Guilty as charged," Evan countered without even blinking. Evan would bite again, creating a 'V' shape with the angle of his beak. Whether it was intentional or not to add an identifiable symbol, it still made Brian's stomach twist with puppy love. The grip on his arms never subsided, only making his body further note how trapped he was in the snare. He'd spread his legs to release the pressure on his dick, then move to grind up on Evan, only for the owl to retract. That made Brian really whine, only to meet calculated lust.
"Evan, please," Brian grunted, tensing and flexing his muscles to fight against the other's strength. In spite of hollowed bones, Evan's grip was strong. Brian knew first hand how strong Evan was, and he also knew that with his weighted limbs he'd have a snowball's chance in hell to get through.
Series
- Part 3 of Kinktober: 2025
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| KINKTOBER PROMPT ONE: Masturbation |
Evan gets a surprise call before five AM from Delirious. In his own sleep-deprived delirium, the Canadian finds himself guilty and with questionable morals left behind.
Snippet from the work;“Sleep well night-owl,” there was genuine warmth and friendliness to Delirious’ tone, and he felt like a freak in the way that his cock twitched in his boxers. As he slid across the cold night floor towards his desk, gently hovering over the disconnect button for the discord call, he’d hesitate to click. Evan didn’t want to just use Delirious as his lifeline for the night, but he wasn’t exactly feeling tired with a boner, and Delirious could say something dumb as bricks, Evan would still listen to it in the early hours of the day and grip onto every word. The musician hesitated for a little longer, then sighed.
“Goodnight, Jonathan,” using Delirious’ first name was rare for any of them. Delirious himself usually preferred to use other people’s online aliases over their real names, which in turn resulted in everyone else that they knew doing the same for him. The meaning wasn’t lost on either of them when Evan used his name, a more personal and genuine showing of affection.Series
- Part 2 of Kinktober: 2025
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The scrapped Kinktober of 2025. Two entries were completed, one half finished. POV. Asexual with executive dysfunction tries writing smut for 31 days.
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