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mingirn · 1 year

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heavenly

lee minho x reader

genres: smut, some fluff

warnings: smut, grinding, dry humping, some dirty talk, getting off on the way someone smells, gender neutral reader

notes: titled after the song heavenly by cigarettes after sex

word count: 1,7k

”You smell good,” you say quietly, nose squished against his neck and lips brushing over the collar of his t-shirt as you speak.

”I smell good?” he asks, and you hum. ”Like my perfume? Or just the fact that this shirt is fresh from the wash?”

Minhos voice is humorous, underneath the softness of it he’s poking fun at you.

”Yeah, but also just- you. Your skin, your breath, your hair, your sweat, everything.”

Your hand is under his shirt, resting on his side. His naked skin is so smooth and warm, and with your eyes closed you can recall exactly what it’d feel like to kiss the skin thats underneath your hand. You know exactly what he feels like, every inch of him, you know every little spot on his body from the countless times you’ve kissed all over him. You know what he smells like too, whether he’s just gotten out of the shower and his skin smells like the bodywash he uses, or if he’s just woken up and he smells of sleep. You even love the way he smells when he comes to see you right after practice, when he hasn’t yet washed up and he just smells like himself.

”You’re crazy,” he laughs softly above you, while his fingers stroke over your hair. His voice reverberates through his chest and sounds a little lower when you lay on his chest like this. Everything about this, about him, feels like so much right now. His smell in your nose, his body in your hands, his touch on you, his leg between yours, the very warmth of him so close.

You scoot a little further up, aligning your chest with his so you can burrow into his neck, the tip of your nose brushing against his ear. You give him a quick kiss there, just where his ear meets his jaw and neck, and he shivers from the sudden contact in a place you know he’s sensitive.

Minho must be able to tell that your breath has gotten a little heavier, but he’s kind enough to say nothing of it. You bury your face in his neck, inhaling the scent of his skin. He smells best here, somehow stronger than any other place on his body, here it’s just so richly Minho. Without even thinking you hitch your hand higher, moving from his side up to his chest, letting his shirt bunch around your arm and reveal the skin of his stomach. He smells so good it’s almost makes you dizzy, having all your senses be so full of just him.

”Do you like this?” he asks suddenly. He has dropped the tone he had earlier, no longer teasing you but sounding genuinely curious, or just entirely oblivious. It’s not the first time you’ve commented on his smell, nor the second or the third, and Minho should be more than aware of his effect on you at this point. The fact that he somehow doesn’t know, or perhaps didn’t really realize the depth of it until now has you whining silently into his neck.

”Yeah, I thought you knew,” you mumble sheepishly, pushing closer to Minho as if you’d somehow be able to sink into him to avoid the embarrassment.

”I knew you liked the way I smell. Fuck, I love the way you smell too. I just.. didn’t know you liked it this much,” Minho says.

”Mm, what?”

”This much,” he states, grabbing onto your hips. ”You’re grinding against me.”

Minho is right, but until now you hadn’t noticed the unconscious pull of your hips against his thigh. Suddenly, you become aware of your own body, before you’d been preoccupied taking Minho in, feeling him underneath you and trying to drink in as much of him as you can. Now, you feel pleasant warmth spread through your body, pooling together between your legs where you’re far too effected by all this and somehow you still can’t make yourself stop, even though your boyfriend has drawn attention to it.

”Oh my god,” you whine in embarrassment. Your hips stutter as you try to will yourself to stop, but it just won’t happen, your lips are brushing against the skin of Minhos neck every time you take a breath and he still smells so fucking good, you just can’t bring yourself to stop. Then, you feel his hands wrap around your hips further, fingers digging into the side of your ass, and you realize he’s helping you guide your hips.

”That’s it, there you go,” he says softly. His voice is right by your ear, so close it sends shivers down your spine. ”You should have told me you like it this much.”

”What?” you manage to spit out, trying desperately to stay focused in the moment.

This is something Minho likes to do. He talks to you, asks you questions and makes little statements he fully expects you to answer. He words them like he’s not helping you grind yourself into his thigh, and he’ll do the same when he’s fucking you, not relenting until he’s gotten the reply he wants. It makes you just a little dizzy, how he stays so composed when he’s got you falling apart in his arms and your head always feels so light when you think about how much control he has, not just over you but of himself too.

”If I had known you liked my smell this much I think we could have had some more fun with it,” he says, and you can hear it on his voice that he’s smirking.

”Fuck,” you breathe out. ”What- what fun?”

”Something like this. Or maybe I’d skip showering at the studio, if I knew I’d come home and get you to be like this for me.”

Minho lifts his leg a little, pushing his thigh further between your legs so you have no choice but to ride it. The new angle makes your breath hitch, it feels even better like this and Minho is still controlling your hips, making you yearn for a lot more than just his thigh.

”Really turns me on to know how you get for me, you know that right?” he says. You can tell that he’s hard against the side of your leg, but Minho still grabs your hand and places it over his shorts to make sure you can feel how hard he is. He speaks again, ”Fuck, it makes me so hard, can you feel that? Just for you.”

”Minho, please, please-” you choke out, mouth against his neck. He understands you somehow, reads your mind in that stupid Minho way, and weaves his fingers into the hair at the back of your neck so he can pull you up and then he kisses you.

It’s messy and desperate, even Minho is starting to lose himself and he kisses you as if he’s never kissed before. He’s all tongue and teeth, tasting you and moaning into your mouth when your tongue meets his. It shouldn’t feel as good as it does, but the hurried kisses make your head feel like it’s spinning and all that’s repeating inside of it is Minho saying just for you, just for you, just for you.

It hasn’t been long, you know that, but you’re already starting to get close. Even though your underwear and his shorts are seperating you from feeling him, there’s something so intense about this and about Minho that it hardly matters, and you know it won’t be long until he’s got you making a mess in your underwear. It has your hips faltering a little, unable to keep up with how good it feels. Luckily Minho still has a hold on you, and when he notices that it’s getting harder for you to keep composed he lets go of your head to keep both hands on your hips.

”Don’t stop,” he murmurs into the kiss. You moan into his mouth, a lot too loud and a lot too desperate. ”Want you to be good and cum for me like this, okay? Can you do that?”

You nod fervently, stuttering out something between a ’yes’ and a sob, and he rewards you with a kiss. You lean your forehead against his, eyes shut tight and hands fumbling to get a hold of anything to get your bearings. You want him as close as possibly and somehow this, his mouth mere millimeters from yours, swallowing your breath, isn’t enough.

”Minho, Minho, please. Please, I’m so close-”

”Baby, you can cum whenever you want. Come on, sweetheart, want you to cum for me,” he speaks softly, his own breath erratic from being so worked up.

He starts thrusting up, meeting your hips so you don’t have to do any work, Minho does it all for you when he can tell you’re about to cum. It’s this that finally does it for you, his hands holding you and his hips meeting yours just like he does when he fucks you like this.

Your breath catches in your throat, too overwhelmed and sensitive and still cumming, and Minho doesn’t stop for a second, just talking you through it with mumbles of ”I’ve got you, you’re so good, there you go, angel”.

Your legs are shaking when you finally come down, vision unblurring and lungs catching air again. Minho is rocking his hips ever so slightly to help you ride it out, and when you return to your senses you can feel the cum that’s soaked through your underwear and probably now stains his shorts.

”Oh my god,” you breathe out, slumping down on him. He laughs quietly, stroking your hair and craning his head to kiss your forehead softly. You continue, ”Thank you, Minho, what the fuck.”

”Thank you,” he says. ”I think I’m gonna have a lot of fun with this.”

”Oh, shut up!” You squeeze his arm a little, a pathetic attempt at being intimidating, but your fingers feel fuzzy and you’re still regaining your strength.

”It’s just because I love you so much, you know,” you say. He hums lowly at this, and yet again you know he’s smiling without having to look at him.

”I love you too,” he says. ”Always.”

#stray kids smut #stray kids x reader #minho x you #minho x reader #stray kids imagines #skz x reader #skz smut #[🗒] mine #[📎] leeknow #lee know x reader #if you’re reading this and i title like 5 other fics after lyrics in this song… mind your business #also im gonna queue this to post while im sleeping bc im shy about posting my writing and esp smut #i did not proofread this if there are typos be a good citizen and ignore those. thank you 🙏🏻

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inamagicalhallucination · 3 months

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everyone in the agency loves to love ranpo do u think ppl who dont know ranpo by name just think the agency has some sort of creature they sacrifice snacks to in return of being blessed by him

#had this thought after not sleeping for like a week but didn't post it #so now im gonna post it well rested

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carnivalcarriondiscarded · 1 year

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more scribbles to throw in the salad

#ft. frank being a disney princess. except better #have mercy on me my experience with buterflies consists of VERY simple scribbles #the first one is just me trying to practice the neighbors tho #ive got barnarby down to a science and im getting there with julie #but howdy is giving me trouble #i've barely attempted eddie so far. he gives me issues #idk what it is about that funky felt man but i Cant Draw Him #i got him right once!!! Once!!!!#scribble salad #welcome home #welcome home puppet show #welcome home fanart #ah shit have i been forgetting to add my art tag to my latest posts.#softly but with feeling: ....fuck #now im gonna have to go back and edit all of em #but thats a problem for future me! after i sleep! im making these tags at 7 am! i have not slept!

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brambletakato · 14 days

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Before the Level 5 vision comes out (soon, hopefully), what are some of the things you want the most in NWOS? A specific character, a plot-point you think would be neat, etc etc. Even the tiny things or the things you think are unlikely

#professor layton #NWOS #new world of steam #Im gonna sleep after this post so ill respond later thumbs up !!#Inspired by a post I previously reblogged #Honestly if Des returned its an automatic buy for me but thats super biased #I hope the new villain isn't too similar to the other two and is their own character in their own right ...

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fear-no-mort · 5 months

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90 years left

#happy birthfy to the show that has struck me in such a way that nothing else has in years #tha show about how love is the only thing in the world worth anything ya thst one #about the stupid teenage boy and his even stupider grandpa changing eachothers lives n clinging to eachother #like rafts in the middle of the ocean #as they cycle through different worlds and timelines and the only constant being eachothers presence and them being together being the onlt #tbinf that matters to to either of them. tha one. happy birthdya to all that #ok im probably gonna go to sleep immediately after posting this goodbye happy 10 years brick mortar #rick and morty #morty smith #rick sanchez #odieart #tw knife #odiespeak

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spliceyblues · 11 months

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it is currently 4am and I finished drawing this challenge,, yayyy,,🫡

Anyway, decided to do this on my own, literally for the "as canon as possible", the lasso tool was my BESTIE IN CLUTCH cuz I hated shading...in general LMAO so I used it a lot to try to replicate the blending with the gradients sknskwksjs idk if I'm making sense here but

#im tired #im gonna get some sleep after this post #heres yalls food for the day #twisted wonderland #twistedwonderlandfanart #azul ashengrotto

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sea-buns · 6 months

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Holy fuck, man. What a trip Fearne has been on, huh?

You tell her how grateful you are to have her in your life, you flatter her, you tell her you need her, that you have to do this together. You have her make a promise that has this woman, born of chaos and fey, agreeing through shaking hands and a trembling voice.

You make her deceive your friends; you make her follow where they cannot know; you make her help you into this contraption; you make her feed this thing into you despite the fact that you both have been warned extensively of the risks. You make her watch you crumble and splinter and shatter and fracture and burst and implode. You make her watch you die, over and over and over and over, for a minute in agonizing bullet time.

You make her do all these things, because when she tries to back out, when she tries to not be the one who let you do this—how could you do this—

you tell her, "YOU PROMISED."

Because if there's one thing you know, it's that the fey do not break a promise.

#cant wait for her to fucking pissed for a very long time. shes really packing the entire human experience in a very short period of time.#critical role #cr spoilers #c3e77 #fearne calloway #ashton greymoore #bells hells #just gonna get ahead of the um actually mfs and state that i am aware that its not confirmed that thats why ash brought up the promise #but boy howdy would it make for some great drama down the line huh?#edit: apparently i did not get ahead enough cuz ive had to turn off replies #since ppl were somehow interpreting this mini introspection piece as me infantilizing fearne??#anyway the first line is now changed to something a bit more neutral. after sleeping on it i do see how it was a bit aggressive at the top #other than that im not sure how else to reword without completely disregarding the core of the post #i might make more posts addressing this but im not sure yet. i wanna try to approach it in the best way possible.#but if it helps any the point of the post was not to say fearne had no agency. she had plenty of moments where she tilted one way or the #other. the POINT was to just shine some light on the emotional pressure she had been put under.#hasnt your friend ever asked you to keep a secret or promise that felt wrong or unsafe or made you anxious?#it has nothing to do with the amount of agency she had. ash wasnt holding a knife to her throat and forcing her to follow against her will #all i was trying to do was take this detail about his reminder of the promise that i thought was interesting and have some fun writing an #overview of the kinda stress she was under BEFORE theyd reached that scene. this entire ep was everyone discussing how grateful they were #for this family theyd made. and while im not saying ash was PURPOSELY emotionally manipulating fearne..#there is a level of unintentional manipulation when you pair the severity of his request with the convo theyd had 2 seconds prior #as well as the desperate need they all have to save each other NO MATTER WHAT.#ash was giving incredibly strong energy of a friend who peer pressures you into helping them do something that you know in your gut WILL #cause problems. hes a fucked up guy. theyre all fucked up guys. even if he didnt mean to “force” her into anything the pressure was THERE.#<- i feel like all of this overall gets my message across. i think maybe ill clean it up later into its own post.#im gonna try not to rush myself to get it done tho.#im under no obligation to explain myself. especially when ppl approach the misunderstanding by being rude af. but i do think it CAN #be clarified so id at least like to try to some degree

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todayisafridaynight · 1 year

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in my heart i earnestly believe yoshitaka mine to be the Most Built Different rgg character. had it not been necessary for the plot i think mine could clear anyone he wanted. this is to balance out the fact that unlike 90% of other characters he’d rather keep his hands clean and stay at home and look at paintings for five hours before having a nihilistic monologue before bed

#snap chats #im gonna sleep right after this post <3 #my evidence is the fact hes gay and gay people are horrifyig in rgg #nothing stronger than homosexual wrath #i mean theres also The Story but. Yk. necessary evil 🙄

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skunkes · 6 months

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#they slept in a row and laid eggs in a row... yippee #talkys #also hi im experiencing neighborhood wide power outag #went out a minute after i said goodnite to my friend post stardew #gonna try to sleep neow even though my room is quickly becoming Boiling....gn #sdv

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raeny-thorns · 7 months

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Pride's Lapdog

POV: first person told in the present tense

501 words

GN/M pairing

Minors DNI

Plot:

Recently, Lucifer's been too exhausted from work to amuse his partner in bed. So, to get his attention, MC drinks a mysterious potion. Even though the new dog ears and tail won't pry Lucifer's eyes from his paperwork, his hands still wander the small inu-human seated in his lap...

Master/pet//Pet names?//MC is being a bratty lapdog//some thigh riding//dom!Lucifer//sub!MC//MC wears a collar//like a neko girl but dog and GN//(dog ears and tail but otherwise human(oid))//some degradation//but also some praise a little bit//cockwarming//kinktober 2023//rae's writetober//MC's in heat??//Lucifer teases them//MC wears panties//MC's being annoyingly needy and Lucifer's just tired of it LMAOO//Penetration (hole unclear)

A/N: Sorry for the hiatus. been mentally preparing for this. Uh, no beta since I'm running out of time. If it changes POVs sometimes, I'm sorry, I'll fix them tomorrow.

“Quit squirming.” He snarls in my ear, yanking my collar to pull me against him. “It’s your fault for being in this situation.”

I roll my eyes at that. The only reason I’m with these features is because he wouldn’t look at me in the first place. Even now, he still won’t. So despite his demands to sit still like a good little dog for him, I continue to dry hump his thigh through my panties, letting ragged moans out from under my breath. With a sigh and drop of his pen, he grabs my face forcefully, making me look at him.

“Do you want me to scold you?” He asks as if he hasn’t been scolding me all night. “Do you think your bratty bitch behaviour is amusing to me? To not get anything done because my little lapdog isn’t very obedient?” My lack of remorse at his annoyance is evident with my tail, wagging as happily as ever.

“Maybe I need to be taught a lesson, Master,” I suggest with a smirk. Any attention at this point was better than none, even if it meant sore legs and a horse voice by the end of it. “One that I’ll remember tomorrow.” He groans at my innuendos and pushes his chair back from the desk. ‘Finally’ I think and grip his knee for support but he shoves me lightly to get off. Disappointed I relent, ready to be sent to his room to play by myself again when he starts unbuckling his belt.

“Don’t get too excited.” the bulge in his pants strains uncomfortably before being cupped out with his gloved hand. “This is still a punishment. Stay still. If you can’t do that much, you can stay in your kennel for the night.” He shifts around, laying back slightly and spreading his legs more. Lazily, he gestures towards the third drawer to his left on the desk for me to open. Inside is a bottle of lube and a pack of condoms from the last session we had in his office. When I retrieve them, he snaps his gloves off with his teeth and throws them on the desk. “Do you understand?”

“Yes, master.” I nod and crawl into his lap as he wraps his length in the rubber, coating it with a thick white lube. “I’ll be a good dog.” He pulls my panties to the side and pushes into me with a hiss. When I’m properly situated with him buried deep inside me, I throw my arms around his shoulders and nuzzle against his neck.

His scent has always been comforting and accompanied by the soft classical he plays, it makes it hard not to slowly drift. Unfortunately, every time I begin to fall asleep, he thrusts into me, startling me awake and reigniting the fire in my core. Every time he did this, I’d whine that he was being unfair and every time he’d remind me, sadistically, that

“This is supposed to be a punishment, dear.”

#obey me #omswd #obey me lucifer #lucifer obey me #lucifer #obey me smut #obey me fanfic #fanfic #omswd fanfic #mc x lucifer #lucifer x mc #my writing #nsfx #ugh i wrote this in a crunch even though I've been staring at it in my word document for two months...#im sleepy tho im gonna sleep after I post this gn #oh my god look at that tag list....

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synthshenanigans · 10 months

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More doodles wahoo

tw blood and burn scars (thos the scars are mostly hidden)

Heart/Light & Soul designs by @starclawz !

Yeehawed Soul design by @socialc1imb !

#ive yet again stayed up to finish these so i am going to pass out after posting this #im great at keeping a sleep schedule #rip the marker for that Heart drawing #dunked it in water to make the splatter on my paper #why? idk good question #also i would say these might become full arts later but everytime i say that i dont so like #im not gonna jinx myself #okay im tired i go sleep now bye bye #chonny jash #chonnys charming chaos compendium #cj heart #cj mind #cj soul

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spectacular-supernova · 3 months

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PRESIDENT OF TONARI CLUB!

I, uh, m-made something f-for you.

Know that I'm totally embarrassing my ass over here, so... Don't laugh loud enough that I can hear you from over here!

Aaaaaand now, per Lyndis tradition, I'm gonna overexplain shits and turn a simple Ask into a whole ass Ramble!

-----------------------------(why is there no "Read More" partition in an Ask? I'm so embarrassed right now goddamn it)-------------------------

If you're short-sighted, try removing your glasses or contact lenses and look at this picture. I just did and it's suddenly even prettier!

I actually planned to draw your Sonicsona at first. And then I realized I deadass couldn't even draw Base Sonic. Then I thought I should draw a mole. I realized I also couldn't draw a mole. I thought I should just go for the easiest shit and draw ToFu. I realized I could not draw either one of them, too.

Because I cannot draw, I cheat! I mean I turn things into shapes (chiefly triangles, though not all of them) and then color them and hope that something shows up. This is me using this scientific /+ philosophical concept called Emergence.

No, I didn't just say THAT to sound like I have a technique of any kind, trust. It's so totally a technique—my very productive ass told me.

I remember you saying your favorite color is something like pink, blue, and stuff? It was from that tag game from last year. Hence, I decided I should create a context so I could draw an obscene amount of pink and blue.

If I'm being honest, it took me less than a millisecond to come up with the exact context—Breath of the Wild/Tears of the Kingdom is abundantly blue.

And since I always wanted to sneak ToFu in, I thought I would make a purplish-pink dusk. And then I will sneak those stargazing two in.

Come on. Everyone knows those ToFu panels. Even someone like me, who had not seen that part of the manga yet, knows.

Bless Tonari for being so relaxing to color.

HOWEVER! Fushi's limited-ass color presented a big problem for my cheat-drawing. How many combinations of "white" can you even make before you zoom out and see... nothing?! So I basically sabotaged them. That's what you get for being difficult, you mopey, neck-crick-possessing, fragile-enough-to-be-blown-by-the-wind cutie doofus.

I made up the color of their pants. I didn't even refer to their Nameless Boy drip when I decided on the color. I assed that part.

Yes. I admit I put a shit ton of effort into coloring Zelda. This version of Zelda is my kin, you know. Anyway, I like the way her, uh, shirt turned out.

I also like how the Master Sword turned out, but there was so much blue I ended up requiring outlines to distinguish it from Link's shirt and the sky. Told ya I have no technique or skill. I cheat through and through

I was too lazy to draw those sky islands. Besides, the ToTK side is already saturated with details.

What the fuck issa "proportion?" Everyone's head is an orange. The difference, Nova, is whether it's a Mandarin Orange or an Orange.

I don't know if I overdid Dinraal's draconic mane. It looks like she's wearing a wig. At least she is different from how she initially looked—a red tapeworm outfitted with chicken legs.

I admit I put more effort than any Past Me would have into Dinraal because a certain mutual is very, ah, particular about dragons.

Drawing two of your favorite ships for their show of devotion was a completely deliberative choice on my end. Did you also realize that both Link and Fushi had a short, small, low ponytail and that both Zelda and Tonari had similar hair? I believe it's due to me hitting my drawing skill limitation.

There is actually an Easter Egg of some sort in this picture. It's not the ugly doodle thing, no. That thing is me. I'm not an Easter Egg; I'm a ghost.

I'm not telling you what that Easter Egg is. I'm fine with it never being discovered; it'd be like those secret levels in old video games.

But if you DID discover it, come tell me what you think it is!

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I hope you like it enough! Instead of it giving you a migraine, that is. Surely my """art"""... doesn't require a trigger warning... right?

Have a good one, mai bruzha!

---Lyn

A RAMBLE FROM YOU LYN IS THE BEST POSSIBLE BRITHDAY PRESENT I COULD HAVE EVER RECEIVED!!!! COUPLED WITH ART BY YOU????? AND OF MY FAVORITE FELLAS????? What did I deserve to be so blessed ;A; 💕💕💕

I’ll spare us all a little extra scrolling on my part by adding that read more you were fretting about, I have my own ramble upcoming!

I KNOW YOURE ON YOURSELF ABOUT NOT BEING ARTISTIC OR WHATEVER BUT THIS IS ART!!! AND DAMN GOOD ART TOO!!!!!!! This is!!!!!!!!!!! I want this made into stained glass I want to make this the permanent window to me bed roOM LYN THIS IS AMAZING THIS IS ALMOST CERTAINLY GOING DOWN AS ONE OF MY FAVORITE ART STYLES!!!! There’s no such thing as cheating in art, it’s all art!!! “Cheating” is a style, no technique is a style!!! I should know I have none either, hehe -w-‘ your art may be some type of cubism? Hehe idk I’m not an art student :3 Either way this is absolutely gorgeous I’m in LOVE!!!

It’s so creative and well done and I LOVE your eye for detail, the lighting is inspired!!!! Like the way the sun hits the space behind Zelda is so pretty, AND ZELDA IS SO PRETTY!!!!!! EVERYRHING IS SO PRETTY, I CANT FOCUS ON ONE THING BECAUSE I KEEP JUMPING BACK AND FORTH BETWEEN ALL THE THINGS I LOVE ABOUT IT (every thing, every last detail!!! Is that a little you in the middle? Is that the Easter egg???? I could just pick you up and pat your little head!!! 😭 I know you don’t love hugs but that’s how I’ll be standing if you’re ever ready for one!!!)

I should slow down maybe and pick a few things to focus on BUT I JUST CANT I LOVE IT ALL!!!! The two scenes just blend so well into one another that my eyes are just naturally being drawn back and forth between both of the scenery! Dinraal, who turned out AMAZIING BY THE WAY, ABSOLUTELY NOT OVERDONE, if anything I’m so glad you had fun working on her!!! She’s so gorgeous!!!! I bet your friend is so so proud of how well she looks!!! Oh but anyway, Dinraal naturally leads my eyes over to the sun/moon (and the 24, hehe, thank you!!! /)//(\ Your memory is astounding!!), which have their own beautiful rays of light leading down onto the adorable couples 😭 I love love LOVE the moonlight leading down onto Tonari and Fushi, and the fact that she’s pointing at it too like she can almost reach it? Beautiful! Gorgeous!!! And it just leads my eyes down to them too, there’s just such a natural circular flow here, no wonder I keep getting caught in a loop of admiration! 😁

The blues and the pinks, and the stars on the ToFu side!!! I just noticed them and they’re everything to me!!!! Hahaha I’m so glad Tonari was relaxing to color hehe, same for me, something about her is just so lovely and calming when she’s relaxed 🥰 As for Fushi’s colors, I didn’t notice! Even after you pointed it out it looks good to me! ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ this is from someone who never references colors though, I’m so loosey goosey about everything -w- BUT YOUR SOLUTION TO YOUR PROBLEM WAS GREAT, THEIR SHAPE IS VERY VISIBLE AND EASY TO MAKE OUT hehe :3 I love their crossed little legs 🥰

Zelda being your kin is so good to know hehe, I’ve always been drawn to all versions of Link myself! I think we’ve been perfectly set up to “play dolls” with these characters in the future, so to speak! Aaaahh they can’t have been easy to draw, there’s a reason I almost never dabble in drawing those two and their intricate outfits, but you make it look effortless!!! Zelda’s shirt turned out amazing, and I’m stuck looking at her little triangle braids!!!! I don’t know why I’m so fixated on that it’s just adorable!!! 😭💕 What a lovely technique, man, I’m so enchanted! AND THE MASTER SWORD, I know you called it cheating BUT I LOVE THE LINE WORK, it makes the sword stand out, almost like you lined that specific part with some sort of melted gold??? Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!

This is gorgeous and beautiful in every which way and thank you!!!! For everything!!! For this beautiful drawing and for giving me a chance to ramble and giving me something gorgeous to look at for the rest of my day, and for indulging in both of my silly little ships /)//(\ I’m so glad I don’t need glasses because I love every inch of your art, thank you thank you THANK YOU!!!!! Gosh it’s so so so lovely 😭💕 you’re so lovely!!!!

I don’t know how to say goodbye so I guess I’ll just say good night for now! Thank you for thinking of me… I’ll have a wonderful day, so long as you promise me you’ll have a wonderful night along side me 🥰

Goodnight, Mai Bruzha!

- Nova

#Lyn the Zelda Kin (I’ll come up with a better tag some day I PROMISE 💕 haha!!!)#Friend Rambles 💕💕💕#long post #IM SO STOKED YOU HAVE NO IDEA AAAHHHHHHHHHH KICKING MY FEET #I’m typing the tags before I actually type the main body heehee I’m gonna jump over the moon!!!!!#and thank you for the letter too I’ve been rereading it! I’ve been getting back into writing letters of my own and wow!!!#the quality of yours are amazing!! I may have to take a note or two on how to craft a good one that one was amazing!! and thank you :’)#ok editing: this nova back after her ramble in the body text #I’m sorry for how disjointed this all looks! I kind of tackled my response based on where I was looking at at any given time #and I wanted to get my reply back before you hit the sheets for the night!!! still it took me some time but I hope I made it!!!#ahhh Lyn I hope you rest well! I’m going to have an amazing birthday and you’re a contributing factor in that my friend.. Mai Bruzha!!!#I know for a fact I’m forgetting details too like just the fact that I love the idea of Tonari and Fushi chilling at night #chatting and looking at the stars and enjoying each other’s company. my favorite scenes of them are always them shrouded in darkness and #covered in some sort of fireside lighting I just!!!!!! they’re so good in the dark thank you for drawing them at night #they are a moon couple to me… and ZeLink is a sun couple to me like idk how you got all these details DOWN about me! maybe we see the world #similarly :3 good to know I have someone in the world who sees them the way I do 😁#aahhhh I’ll let you get off to sleep now dear friend!!! and thank you again! thank you thank you thank you!!!!#this is truly shaping up to be the best birthday ever!

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Willing

Tommy Miller x F!reader

Plastic Trees part three!

Read Part One and Part Two

This gets a little steamy light straight away, lol. Sorry? Or maybe I’m not… this is just…this is kind of filthy. Hope you enjoy <3 (not proofread because I’m still lazy)

Word Count: 3.8k (2k of this is smut lol)

Warnings: 18+, lots of teasing, dark!tommy defo makes an appearance here so be warned, oral (m receiving), fingering, doin sexy stuff outside, slight knife play. Guns and death, typical tlou stuff lol.

“Can you teach me?”

“No. Be quiet.”

She huffs at his answer. They’re both whispering, she’s standing behind Tommy - he has his gun pointed at a deer deeper into the forest. She knows how to shoot a gun, she knows how to protect herself. But she doesn’t know how to shoot a gun like the one Tommy has. She can see it now, his. Strong chest pressed to her back as he stands behind her. His hands covering hers as she holds the gun, his breath against her skin as he whispers in her ear. The thought makes her want to squeeze her thighs together, when she does the leaves on the ground crackle underneath her feet. The deer in Tommy’s sights lifts its head, and it’s gone in a flash. He sighs, dropping his gun.

“Well, there goes dinner.” He says. He turns to her, his gun still in his hands. He notices her looking, her eyes dart back up to his as he turns fully towards her. He has those fucking leather gloves on again.

“Sorry.” She murmurs, looking down at both their shoes.

“What did I tell you?” His voice is low. He slings the gun back over his shoulder and brings two of his gloved fingers underneath her chin, tilting her head up to look at him.

“You told me to be quiet.”

“And I told you to stand still.” He said. “Usually you’re good at taking orders.”

He’s smirking at her, so she smiles back. “I’m not hungry anyway. Forget about the deer, we’ll find something else.”

“Hmm, I’m kinda hungry.” He says. He steps forwards, she steps backwards - he keeps going until her back is pressed against a tree. “Maybe not for deer though.”

She hums at him, any kind of words feel stuck in her throat. She’s looking up at him with those wide eyes as his hand comes up to feel her chest. His hand grasping her breast over her clothes. She moans lightly, tilting her head up towards him. She whines when he leans his head back, a grin on his face.

“What?” He practically coos at her. “What do you want?”

“Please kiss me, Tommy.” She breathes. Fuck, he can’t resist it. As much as he wants to tease her and get moving, he leans his head down to connect their lips. His hand still on her tit, his thumb moving to lightly circle her nipple. His hands and lips were making her feel dizzy. As usual, Tommy is kissing her, he’s touching her, he’s everywhere - but she still wants more of him. His lips were cold from the outside air but they were still so soft. He pulls away suddenly, his hands leaving her as he steps back.

“Come on.” He says.”We gotta get going.”

She watches him walk away with a giddy smile on her face, what an asshole.

“No. Like this. See?” Tommy’s voice is low in her ear, the way she likes. His hands are practically holding hers as she holds the gun that he had placed in her hands. His hips are pressed into her ass and she’s finding it difficult to concentrate. She’s sure he knows this.

“Your hands are shaking.” He says. “You can’t shoot like that.”

“Well, maybe we should leave the shooting to you then.”

“I thought you wanted to learn?” He steps closer to her, if that's even possible. He’s already pressed up against her back and the extra step just makes him tower over her. She feels trapped in the best way.

The sun is close to going down - they’re standing outside a small alcove in some rocks that Tommy had insisted would be a safe place for them to stay and get some rest for the night. The fire he started was still small and crackling, softly illuminating the small space.

“I do.” She practically whimpers. Her voice was small and nervous and it turned him on like nothing else. “I wanna learn.”

“Well, there’s a lot I can teach you. If you’re willing.” He says as takes the gun out of her hand, places it gently on the floor. She still has her back to him - she can hear him shuffling behind her. When he takes his rightful place behind her, one of his hands slides around her waist, the other comes up to rest against her jaw - slightly tilting her head up. She’s breathing heavily as he rests his cheek against hers - his stubble satisfyingly scratching her sensitive skin. He can feel her heartbeat hammering under his thumb that's pressed below her jaw.

“I’m willing.” She whispers, looking out into the trees in front of him.

“Good.” He uses his grip on her waist to turn her around to face him. “Come here then.”

She shivered at the smirk on his face, that smile she’d seen a few times before. He tugged her body against his as he leaned down to kiss her. He could still feel her heart hammering, just the same as she could feel his cock throbbing through his denim. Tommy moves one hand up and to fist it in her hair, giving it a sharp tug and he smirks as she moans into the kiss.

Tommy chuckles and uses her hair to pull her mouth away from his. He runs his nose up the column of her neck. She squirms against him as his lips connect to her neck, kissing the warm skin gently, before sinking his teeth into her throat.

“Fuck, Tommy!” She curses and grabs at his hair, tangling his soft curls around her fingers. Tommy chuckles and holds her firmer against him. Tommy’s touch is always rough and heavy, he always towers over her, surrounding her with his scent and everything that is him. Everything that she loves.

“You wanna get on your knees for me, baby?” He asks, he’s breathing heavily - his eyes blown out. He looks gorgeous. She nods eagerly and he surprises her by pushing her off of him, regardless she sinks down to her knees in front of him. The rough ground dug into her knees through her jeans, reminding her that they were outside. Her mouth was watering, she hadn’t sucked his cock since that night in the basement. Which honestly wasn’t her best work, she desperately wanted to prove to him that she can do so much better. She ran her fingers over the prominent bulge in his pants. She made work of his belt, adjusting everything just enough to pull his cock out. He’s hard and aching for her and she moans softly at the sight.

She leans in to press a light kiss to the head of his cock. Tommy hisses, his hand curling in her hair - something she has realized he loves doing. She licks up the pre cum that had gathered on his tip, catching liquid on her tongue.

“You taste so good, Tommy.” She murmurs. “I’m gonna show you that I can do much better than that night.”

“Oh, yeah?” Tommy asks. “Well, get on with it like a good girl and maybe I’ll reward you.”

“Reward me?”

“Yeah,” He strokes her cheek as he answers, “maybe I’ll spend a few hours between your thighs. If you're good enough.”

Her pussy clenches at his words. Her palm tightens around his cock and he sighs.

“I’m good enough.” She says, her eyes looking up at him, peering at him as innocently as she could.

“Show me then. Use that mouth for what it's made for.” He says impatiently. Using his grip on her to force her head down towards his cock.

God, he knew exactly what to do to get her riled up. He knew exactly what buttons to press. Something about his voice, something about the way he’s capable of being kind to her - she’s seen it before. But he’s also capable of being like this. Of being mean, of making her get onto her knees and pushing her head down to force her onto his cock. Fuck, it turned her on.

She kissed his aching tip one more time before running her tongue up the sensitive underside of his length.

“Fuck, yes,” Tommy hissed. His cock is hot and heavy as her tongue traces over him. She dips down to take the head of his cock into her mouth. Tommy’s eyes close as he enters her hot mouth. He opens them again to watch her closely as she begins bobbing up and down. He groans, a fucking heavenly noise, as his cock twitches between her lips as she gets him off. The look of pure bliss on her face and the way her eyes glance up at him, already watering, almost makes him come right there.

“God, you’re so perfect.” He moans as he forces her down further. His hips were starting to buck forwards and his groans were getting rougher. He sounded so sexy, she could feel herself dripping. She loved having this effect on him, just as much as she loved the effect he had on her.

“Shit, baby I’m gonna cum,” Tommy absolutely lost control when she moaned around him. “And you’re gonna take it all, yeah?”

She nodded the best she could, looking up at him with those innocent eyes again. He groaned as he pushed her all the way down onto his cock as he came. His cum shot into her mouth and throat in thick ropes. She shut her eyes and took everything he gave her. Tommy wasted no time in hauling her up to stand in front of him and press his mouth hurriedly to hers, both of them were out of breath and the kiss was all teeth and open mouths. It was disgustingly brilliant.

“Good girl,” he mumbles against her skin. “You gonna let me take care of you, baby?”

She nods, still catching her breath. Her eyes still watery, she looked more disheveled than him. He loves it.

“Yeah?” He coos at her, “Don’t worry baby, I got you.”

Moments later Tommy has her flat on the ground, he’s towering over her as he climbs up her body. The rough ground is digging into her back, the same way it did to her knees minutes ago. But once again, neither of them care. To both of their knowledge, there's no one around anyway.

“I’m gonna make you feel so good. Don’t I always take care of you?”

“Yes,” She whispers, “Please.”

Suddenly, he brings his finger to her lips, softly toying with her bottom lip. She surprises him by taking his finger into her mouth, sucking it slowly like she did his cock. She swears his eyes become darker, if that’s possible.

“I’m gonna take care of you forever, darling.” Tommy purred, sliding his finger from her mouth. “You’re never getting rid of me.”

Out of nowhere, Tommy gets an idea. His hand disappears between their bodies and she gets excited thinking he’s finally going to touch her. Her eyes widen as his hand re-emerges with his small knife wrapped in his fingers. He pressed the tip lightly to her cheek, a sinister smirk spreading across his lips when her breathing picks up.

“You’re so pretty when you're scared baby.” He whispers. “It reminds me of that first night, when I had my gun pointed at your head. You have no idea what that did to me. You liked it too, didn’t you?”

He finishes his sentence by dragging the knife down to the sensitive skin of her jaw, still not applying enough pressure to hurt her. Although he could, and that almost makes him hard again.

“I liked it.” She whimpers, her voice small and shaky. She remembers it well. “I liked it enough to get on my knees for you.”

“Yes you did.” Tommy grins, “That’s how I knew you were special. I could do anything I want to you right now, and you would let me. Wouldn't you?“

She nods slowly, trying not to lean into the knife and cut herself on it.

“Would you?” She asks timidly. Tommy has to think about it for a second, he almost wants to say no. Just to make her feel better. But he also has a feeling that she might enjoy his answer even more than him.

“You really wanna know?” He asks and she nods again. “I’m getting tired of you nodding at me, tell me.”

“I wanna know.” She confirms. Tommy lets go of the knife, tossing it a few feet away.

“Well,” He begins, as he lifts up onto his knees. His hands begin to undo her jeans, roughly pulling them down enough for him to push his hand between her legs. His finger immediately found the wet spot on her panties. She gasps underneath him, her hands gripping his biceps tightly.

“If you really want me to be honest with you, sweetheart. Everytime i look at you, I add something new to the list of things I want to do to you. Most of its alright, but some of it is pretty fuckin’ nasty. Some of it I can’t even say out loud.” His fingers have now pushed her panties to the side, they glide through her folds and zone in on her swollen clit. She gasps and she's not sure if it's because of his words or his fingers.

“I would’ve loved to use that knife on you. I would love to just fucking ruin you, make you scream for me. And i mean really fucking scream.” Tommy is almost ashamed of his own mind, at his own words. And he opts for ducking hisnhead down and sucking on her neck instead of continuing his speech. Deep down she feels like he doesn’t mean it, she knows he wouldn’t hurt her. Or does she? I mean, he was part of a group that did kidnap her. But he was hers now, and she was his. But nevertheless, this is so fucking hot. His fingers have now slipped inside of her and are working her the way only he knows how.

“Like I told you, baby. You’re never leaving me. You’re mine, yeah?” She nods again at his question, but remembers his words from earlier.

“Yes! I’m yours, Tommy. I’m yours. This is all yours.” She gasps, her climax quickly approaching. His words had definitely sped up the process.

“That’s right. All fucking mine.” He snarls through gritted teeth. “You wanna cum for me, gorgeous?”

“Yes! Please, Tommy. Oh my god, please!” She moans, tilting her head back. He didn’t stop fucking her with his fingers as she came around them, making sure to drag out every last drop of her orgasm. Once he had slipped his fingers out of her and she’d caught her breath. He climbed off of her and let her sit up and fix herself up, he sat beside her. She laughed to herself as she realised they were literally in the middle of the fucking forest.

“You good?” He asked as he watched her, his eyes softening. Even after everything he had just said, he still asked. She liked that about him. That’s what she liked about him from the start. This soft side he had that only came out when it needed too, but still - it was there.

“Yeah. I’m good.” She looked around them, the forest was now pretty dark, their fire being the only thing illuminating the area around them.

“Now what?” She asked, shuffling closer to him. The forest suddenly seems scarier now without him on top of her. But he stands up, doing up his jeans that were still hanging open and extending his hand to her.

“Now we gotta try and sleep in this weird little cave.” He says as he helps her up from the ground.

“Is it safe?“ She asks, surveying the forest around them again.

“We’ll be fine.” He answers. “I’m gonna stay awake watching for a while. We’ll get moving tomorrow.”

“You need sleep too.” She says.

“I’ll be fine.”

“But, you shou-“

“I’ll be fine.” He interrupts her, repeating himself sternly. She trusts him, he knows that. So she takes his word for it. She’d slept in some weird places since the outbreak, she’d been on the move for a while at the beginning. So this cave was nothing. She curled up in the corner, getting as comfortable as she could sitting against a cold stone wall. She falls asleep with fire flickering and Tommy standing protectively outside.

It turns out, as always - Tommy was right. A day later they were strolling through a city. They’d done a lot of walking and honestly, Tommy had been pretty tight lipped about this community he was supposedly taking them too. It made her nervous, but what other choice did she have but to trust him? So on she went. As usual, Tommy was walking in front of her, his gun at the ready in his hands. A sigh leaving his lips every time she asked a question.

“Was Texas nice?”

“Yes.” He answered shortly, keeping his eyes focused on what was going on around them. He’d already schooled her on being quiet once today.

“Did you always live there?”

“Mhm.”

This was her least favorite version of him, the one that was short and rude with her. She never knew which side of him she was going to get. He has gotten used to her asking questions now, just resorting to answering with a yes or a no. He had discovered that telling her to shut up did no good, sonhe had to change his own ways instead.

“Why did you leave?” She asked. He stayed silent this time. She hadn’t spent much time in cities since the outbreak, most of her time spent a qz, or more recently- a fucking basement. Despite the unfortunate circumstances, she couldn’t help but find beauty in it. An abandoned city once filled with life, mow filled with a different kind of life.

She wondered what Tommy’s life was like, was he the same? Or did the outbreak change him? She desperately wanted to ask. But him even telling her he was from Texas was a big step, so she’ll keep that for another day.

“So, did you like… have a job or something?” She opts for a more annoying question instead.

“Yes. Of course I had a job.” He turns to her as he answers this time. Only slightly turning his head to check that she wasn’t too far away. She’d made a habit of staring at the tall buildings around them and falling too far back, causing him to have to wait for her. This conversation was obviously intriguing to her, as she was right up behind him.

“What did you do?”

“I, uh,” He sighs, debating whether or not to tell her the truth. “I did construction.”

“Is that it? You did that all your life? I feel like there's more, you don’t seem like a construction guy.”

God, she was too fucking smart.

“Oh yeah? What do I seem like?”

“I don’t know.” She laughs. He turns to look at her again, an amused smile on his face this time. She smiles up at him.

“Well you’re right, I guess.” He regrets it immediately, but finishes his sentence anyway. “I joined the army when I was 18.”

“Oh, wow.” She says. She sounds genuinely interested. “Did you-“

“Don’t ask me about it.” He cuts her off. She stupidly nods instead of answering, as he’s in front of her so he doesn’t see it. All he hears is her being silent, and her footsteps crunching on the ground behind him. He feels a little bit guilty and opens his mouth to utter an apology, but something else catches his attention instead. He whirls around to face her, grasps her shoulders and pushes her roughly to the side - just quick enough to miss the bullet that flies past them. The gunshot that rings out around them is loud and echoes in the empty city.

“Go!” Tommy yells, he’s still holding her tightly as he gestures to a car beside them. She moves quickly, ducking down behind the car, Tommy follows. Tommy realizes that the gunshots are coming from the building opposite them and he quickly gets to work on firing his own gun at a specific window.

Tommy thinks quickly, to the left of them is an alleyway, and he thinks that if he distracts them she would have enough time to squeeze down it. They wouldn’t be able to shoot her down there unless they had good aim, and by the looks of it. They didn’t.

“Hey!” He yells to get her attention. The gun shots are still loud and he realizes there are most likely multiple shooters in there. Raiders probably, bastards.

“You see that alleyway?”

She nods, looking up at him with those big scared eyes again.

“Go down there and don’t move until I come get you.”

“What?” She’s horrified at how calm he sounds. “What about you? What if-“

“Do you trust me?“ He cuts her off. “I’ll be fine. Go.”

She’s still hesitant, a bullet flies past them and shatters a window somewhere and she jumps, her hands coming up to cover her ears.

“Hey!” He yells again, she takes one hand away from the side of her head. “We’ll be fine. You know I wouldn’t let anything happen to you right? Stay low, baby and you’ll be okay, so will i. Go!“

He turns to shoot at the window again and this time she doesn’t hesitate. She runs into the alley and doesn’t look back, crouching down behind an old dumpster. Holy shit, she can’t believe she just left Tommy out there. Not that she could help him but, what if he dies? What the fuck aas she meant to do? What if the last memory she has of him is how beautiful his eyes looked as he told her to run?

She takes a chance and peeks out of the alley, she can barely see but what she can see is Tommy standing up from behind the car and firing a single shot into the window, it hits whoever was shooting down at him and tumble out of the window and hit the concrete below. Tommy doesn’t even look at them as he steps over their body and rips the door to the building open, and just as quickly as it had happened - Tommy disappears inside the building.

#as always i get so nervous after posting so im posting this at midnight and going to sleep lmao bye #I’ve already started writing a part 4 #im on a roll apparently #idk how many chapters this is gonna have but i do know how this series is gonna end 🤪 teehee #tommy miller #tommy miller x reader #tommy miller fic #tommy miller smut #gabriel luna #hbo tommy miller #smut #tlou #dark!tommymiller

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