#there’s something so special about mischievous lesbians

[genenatic]

grabs you by the neck I LOVE MEAN LESBIANS!!!!

#there’s something so special about mischievous lesbians #bonus points if they’re mean #td spoilers #mkulia #td mkulia #total drama #total drama fanart #tdi #total drama reboot #total drama mk #total drama julia #td mk #td julia

[quickiesgirl]

Hi! Love ur writing! Can u maybe write about R catching wanda humping her pillow? And like touching herself and they end up fucking and maybe R is obsessed with her boobs, chest against chest or sucking on them? And some scissoring? Only if ur comfy with it! And dom nat!

I asked that already a couple months back! Changed it to wanda now <3

Hi, anon! I remember and I'm so glad you re-sent me this! I hope you enjoy it, as you can see I was in a very... tit-sucking mood? <3

Shades of Scarlet - Wanda Maximoff

Paring: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+, Smut, Sub/Dom, Masturbation, Vaginal Fingering, Lesbian Sex, Scissoring.

You stepped through the front door of your apartment, and Wanda’s soft scent entered your nose, a mix of vanilla and honey, something you could never get tired of. A warmth spread through your body, happy to be home with your wonderful girlfriend.

You were finally starting your lives together without the whole Avengers lifestyle and moved out of the crowded compound into an apartment in downtown New York, just the two of you.

It was within walking distance from your new place of employment, and Wanda got to live out her dreams of being your little superpowered housewife.

Today was extra special because you had gotten off work early and decided to surprise her. You figured she’d be home, probably unpacking boxes while watching true crime documentaries, though when you walked into the living room, you were surprised not to find her there.

You quickly slipped your shoes off and set your bag aside, looking towards the bedroom door, hearing the bed frame creaking as little pleased moans escaped the room.

You knew those pretty sounds all too well. Wanda was touching herself, and the poor thing didn’t even know you were home.

You slowly crept into the room and gawked at the sight of your girlfriend seated on top of the mattress, thighs spread around a pillow while she humped it beneath her, becoming closer and closer to her desperately desired orgasm.

You leaned against the door frame and began undoing your work blazer, your lips curling into a grin, watching your girlfriend with her wavy, red hair that hung across her bouncing breasts, hands clasped tightly onto the pillow below, and her pale hips grinding back and forth.

Wanda’s fingers retracted back between her pussy lips, spreading them apart and massaging her pink swollen clit swiftly as she pushed her aching cunt deeper into the pillow, causing her back to arch and a hushed whimper to escape her mouth, “mhmm da! Trakhni moyu kisku, detka~”

You smirked, understanding those words clearly, and you weren't going to leave her waiting.

“Sweetheart?..”

Wanda’s heart dropped to her stomach, gasping while her eyes darted in your direction only to find you standing there with your arms crossed over your chest and a mischievous smirk spread across your face.

“Y/n?”

You watched her turn a bright shade of scarlet, and within seconds, the first article of clothing on the bed, which was her favorite robe, was used to cover up her nude body, acting as if you haven’t seen it a million times before. “Y-your home early.”

“Yeah, I thought I’d surprise you, but it seems you’ve surprised me even more.” You responded, proceeding to take a step into the bedroom and set your folded blazer aside on top of the wooden dresser, directly next to the marked globe.

“Were you… masturbating?” You badly wanted to hear her admit it, and she knew that it only made her more flustered and aroused.

“M-maybe. I was missing you a lot, and you weren't here to give me attention.” She spoke sheepishly.

“I can tell... You're even humping my pillow.” You pointed out, recognizing the blue-striped pillow between her thighs, making her blush even harder while she let out a string of embarrassing chuckles and buried her face in fabric-filled hands.

This was the first time you'd seen her so vulnerable and embarrassed. It was pretty adorable.

“Sweetheart, you know there's nothing to be embarrassed about, right? I masturbate all the time!”

You crawled onto the bed slowly and took a seat in front of her, noticing the way her thighs subtly clenched around the pillow that was still underneath her pussy.

“Why do you think I keep that naked polaroid of you in my wallet? Handy in case of.. emergencies.”

Wanda softly giggled at your comment and gazed up into your eyes with a smile. “I know, just wasn’t expecting to get caught.”

You slowly moved your hand up her black painted nails, and up her fingers, towards the palm of her hand, where you traced her skin lightly as your other hand ran up her warm, plushly thighs, causing her pussy pulsating, and her hips shudder from your touch that was like a drug for her.

You bit the bottom of your lip, eye the way the silky, see-through fabric outlined her beautiful tits and revealed her erect nipples that were practically begging to be sucked on.

“I think it’s cute that I caught you getting off.”

“Y-you do? Really?”

“You could get inside my mind and see how much I like it… Or I could fuck you right here and show you myself.” You murmured, suddenly swiping the pillow from beneath her cunt and pulling her ass into your lap. She squealed with excitement, loving it when you got handsy with her body.

Her arms wrapped around the back of your neck, using her powers to make you watch as the red energy teasingly slid down the white fabric from over her naked chest, revealing her gorgeous breasts that made your core flutter.

“S-suck on them, please?” Wanda begged, shifting her pussy in your lap as she waved her tits in your face, making you completely smitten.

“I’d be more than happy too.” You smirked, leaning in slowly and connecting your warm lips around her stiff, rosy nipple, causing her to let out a passionate sigh.

Her head tossed back, following the way your tongue circled her areola, suckled lightly, and gave teasing tugs every few minutes while you listened to the wet noises and lustful moans fill the bedroom.

You detached and trailed kisses along the ridge of her breasts as your hands grazed along the sides of her waist, touching every single part of her body.

“Fuck, I love - these tits - of yours, ” You spoke between kisses, “So soft, - so perky, and - inviting.”

You‘d be lying if you didn't say you were probably soaking through your jeans at this point, ogling her tits and watching her hump your pillow was hot enough but helping her and sucking on these tits, was always pleasurable.

“I think the other one deserves some attention, don’t you think?” You questioned, looking up at Wanda, watching her nibble on her bottom lip and nod her head desperately, craving your mouth back on her body, kissing her everywhere.

You blew on her nipple and watched the way your girlfriend squirmed in your lap. She was the fucking cutest when you teased her, every simple touch driving her over the edge.

You bit lightly upon her bosom and looked up, noticing the way she was holding back her needy moans as an instinct from living at the Avenger’s unit for so long.

“Baby girl, we’re not in the compound anymore. I wanna hear those pretty noises. I wanna hear how good I’m making you feel.”

The minute you gave permission, she became a loud, needy, moaning mess of pleasure, making you smirk and happily hum around her nipple, turning her on even more as she pushed her breasts deeper into your mouth.

You held the middle of her back and laid her against the mattress till you were hovering over her naked body, licking your middle and ring finger before sliding them down her body.

You ran your fingers through her lips and slipped two digits inside her dripping cunt, eagerly curling, working in and out as her walls clenched tightly around you.

“aah, f-feels so fucking good!” Wanda moaned, uncontrollably grinding her hips up into your hand and burying her hot, swollen clit into your palm. Your lips detached with a wet pop, exposing her nipple to the cold air.

“As much as I could kiss these tits all day, I wanna fuck this little cunt of yours.” You murmured, reaching for the end of your shirt and quickly pulling it over your head while Wanda’s red energy, rolling off her fingers, undid the buttons of your jeans.

You glanced down and pushed your pants and panties down, noticing the wet stain across your pants, “Aww, you made such a mess all over my jeans.”

“I can’t help that you made me extra wet.”

After undressing, you ogled her sweet pussy as you slowly dragged your fingers across her neglected clit that contracted from your touch. Her thighs pressed into your sides as you moved closer and straddled her ass, thrusting your pussy against hers. “Hmh~”

You watched from above with a smirk before wrapping your arms around her tightly and rolling her over on top of you. She looked down at you with those confused puppy eyes and a little pout.

“You wanted to hump my pillow, so hump my pussy instead, pretty girl.”

“B-but, I’ve never-”

“It’s okay, baby.” You spoke before she could finish her sentence, knowing that it was the first time she’s ever topped while scissoring. “I’ll walk you through it, okay?”

Wanda nodded softly and listened to your instructions very carefully.

“Alright, hook your right leg over mine - That’s it. Now, bury that pretty little pussy into mine and fuck me like you would your pillow.”

Wanda held your waist and began rocking her hips back and forth, starting slow, griding your vulvas together and massaging your clits, sending waves of sensitive pleasure throughout both of your bodies. Her arousal dripped down your slit like hot wax, mixing into your wetness. One of the hottest sensations you’ve ever experienced.

“That’s it, princess, fuck my pussy~” You praised, dragging your fingers tips along the sides of her hips, enjoying the sight from below and listening to all the filthy noises that echoed through your apartment, a freedom you’d never get to experience if you still lived at the compound.

You could feel your girlfriend throbbing as she let out little shaken breaths, all her nerves were on fire, and her thighs couldn’t stop quivering from how good it felt. You couldn’t help but share that exact feeling. For being such a pillow princess, she sure knew how to fuck your cunt perfectly.

It was adorable how focused she was, chasing her climax that became closer and closer by the second, and all it took was a lustful action of reaching your hands back to squeeze her ass cheeks and rock her hips deeper while moving your pelvis to send her over the edge into an orgasmic abyss.

Wanda’s lashes slowly fluttered open, looking into your eyes with a foggy head with euphoria. She sunk into your comforting arms and snuggled into your chest as you wrapped your arms around her waist and pulled her into a little kiss, getting a taste of her cherry chapstick before she pulled away.

“D-did you get to come?” She questioned, her warm breath gently fanning your lips as she gazed down at you.

“No, but it’s okay, baby. I wanted you too.”

Wanda nodded and nuzzled her face into your inner neck, leaving a trail of thankful kisses as you smiled widely. “How ‘bout we take a shower, clean each other off, then get dirty all over again?”

“Neposlushnaya mamochka!” She teased between a mischievous giggle before pulling your back into another kiss.

“mhmm da! Trakhni moyu kisku, detka!”: mhmm yes! Fuck my pussy, baby! / “Neposlushnaya mamochka”: Naughty mommy (Please note if any of my translation is off)

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[misslavenderlady]

i was wondering if maybe you could write a lesbian!reader being like besties w the boys and just getting up to random shit

Little Sister 🏳️‍🌈

The Lost Boys & Female!Reader (She/Her Pronouns)

Summary: Being the best friend to the one and only Lost Boys means that the fun never ends. Tonight is no exception, and something special might happen!

Thank you anon for the request! I appreciate your patience and I hope you enjoy this!

You adored your friends more than anything in the world. The Lost Boys treated you like one of their own since the day you met them. They were affectionate, fun, and took you on plenty of adventures. It was just an instant connection with the vampire boys. It was almost like having four brothers to look after you.  

While you weren’t a vampire yet, you were having plenty of good times as an honorary Lost Girl until you were ready to take the leap of faith as a creature of the night. Between going to bars, riding all the rides on the boardwalk, and causing some trouble on the streets of Santa Carla, there was never a dull moment.  

Tonight was no exception. After a good few weeks of begging David to get a tv set up in the cave, the leader of the gang finally gave in to your request. To make you extra happy, he even decided to take you and the others to their Sire’s video store in order to start building a collection of videotapes to enjoy for future movie nights. 

“You’re lucky I’m the most charitable one of the gang, hun,” David teased as you browsed through the selections.  

“Does that mean you’ll also throw in my own special chair too? I’m tired of using that busted-up couch all the time,” you asked.  

David opened his mouth to protest, no doubt to fight the idea of spoiling his little sister. To his annoyance, Paul and Marko jumped in too, jutting out their lips in pouts and widening their eyes to make them appear as sweet and innocent as possible.  

“Pweeeeeease, David?” Paul pleaded. 

“Let’s get a whole living room set! Pretty please!!” Marko added on to the begging.  

David remembered how once upon a time he was concerned about the terror twins overwhelming you. Little did he know that you would work a little too well with them, leading to the name changing to “the terror triplets”. It was a good thing he loved all of you so much.  

“Let’s get our movies first and then we’ll talk about re-decorating,” Dwayne chimed in, saving David from your mischievous behavior. You shot him a smile as he reached out a hand to ruffle up your hair.  

The five of you continued your adventure through the store. You had to hand it to Max. Even for a total dork who was a shitty excuse for a father figure, he had great taste in the stuff he sold. Figures that after being around for so long, he’d easily figure out what kind of stuff people would want to buy.  

Your eyes wandered to the horror section. The idea of picking a monster movie to watch with your vampire brothers was quite amusing. What made it more ironic was that the tape that caught your eye first was a vampire movie. The Vampire Lovers from 1970. ‘Taste the deadly passion of the blood nymphs,’ the tagline enticed you. It really intrigued you.  

“Ooh! I highly recommend that one! It’s one of my favorites!” a feminine voice spoke up behind you. Curious, you turned around to see who was there.  

You didn’t know what you were expecting, but you were delightfully surprised to see an absolutely stunning woman standing across the aisle from you. She had bouncy curls, glowing skin, and the most dazzling brown eyes you had ever seen. Looking at her reminded you of the warm, fuzzy feelings you got whenever you watched the sunset across the ocean.  

Not wanting to stand there and gawk like an idiot, you pushed yourself to find some proper words.  

“O-Oh!! What’s it about?” you asked. The title of the film should have been an obvious clue, but your brain was malfunctioning around this pretty lady. Thankfully, she wasn’t put off by your question. In fact, her smile widened.  

“Well, I can’t spoil it, but there are beautiful women getting up to spooky stuff. So there’s plenty to enjoy.” 

You felt a warm sensation flood through your cheeks. She was such a pretty lady, and you were charmed by her with every moment you spent with her. It made you eager to talk more with her. Get to know her a little better and compare the monster movies you adored most.  

It was such a pleasant conversation that had you completely focused that you hadn’t even noticed the boys sneak up behind you.  

“Yo! Maria! Ya tryin’ to steal our baby sister?” Marko said playfully. He and Paul threw an arm around your shoulders, sandwiching you in between them.  

God, you couldn’t believe their terrible timing. The two of you were hitting it off and now they were going to start embarrassing you in front of the cute girl. If you hadn’t learned her name from his comment, you would have slugged the curly-haired vamp.  

“I dunno, Maria, you can do better than her. She snores so loud it wakes the dead!” Paul snickered.  

You were not going to put up with their nonsense anymore. With an exasperated groan, you called out for the others to come to your rescue and get the two dorks off of you. Maria giggled in amusement as David and Dwayne came to drag them off back to the action movie section.  

“I am so sorry about them. I swear, I can’t take them anywhere.” 

“Aww it’s all good,” Maria assured you. “If you really want, we can talk a bit more about movies some other time. Maybe....over dinner sometime?” 

It was a miracle your jaw didn’t drop to the ground. Your heart was racing in your chest, the excitement of going on a date with Maria making your blood rush. You had to remember to keep it cool as you agreed to such a nice idea.  

The two of you traded numbers, briefly discussing when you could call and make more plans for whenever you would meet up. You even promised to give the vampire movie a watch so that you could talk about your favorite parts with her. That certainly made her excited. With a wave of her fingers and a bat of her eyelashes, Maria bid you farewell.  

So, there you were. Standing in the horror movie section of the video store, holding the phone number of a gorgeous lady who wanted to go out with you. You could practically hear the Halleluiah chorus going off in your head.  

“Ooooh, someone’s got a girlfriend~”  

In an instant, you snapped out of your rose-tinted haze. Your four boys had returned to pester you, all of them wearing the sneakiest grins you had ever seen.  

“Aww, you’re not gonna forget about us, are ya?” Dwayne cooed, nudging you gently. The boys all burst into a fit of giggles while your face flushed a deep shade of red in embarrassment. 

“Oh, shut up,” you said. “Don’t be jealous because I get pretty girls and you don’t.” 

While they all howled at how feisty you were, you would pay them no mind. It was all good fun, and you were just so excited for whenever you got to see Maria again. You were truly going to enjoy being with her.  

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[haikyuu-sins]

Could I request a small Drabble or headcanon or fic if you’re feeling up to it where Yae Miko takes interest in a girl, but when she brings up the possibility to her future s/o, she gets flustered and says something like “girls can’t like girls where I’m from!” But Yae persists and they end up in a happy healthy relationship? Very specific I know I’m sorry.

Specific is perfectly fine don’t worry! Ah I love Yae! I haven’t written for her yet so I hope this is okay! For this, I’m just going to say that the reader is from Snezhnaya , idk man they just seem a little sus so I wouldn't put it past them to not be an lgbtq+ friendly country.

(Also I apologize for the inconsistent layout, something happens when I try and edit things that are in my queue and I can't change the layout back to how I had it before.)

Characters: Yae Miko (Genshin Impact)

Warnings: Mentions of homophobia

Genre: Fluff 

Yae wondered to herself, what exactly intrigued her so much about you. After all, you were just another one of her little shrine maiden assistants. But somehow, you had caught her attention. She could read you like an open book as she could with just about everyone else. You weren’t the best at concealing the glances that you tried to steal from her, she always caught you, chuckling to herself and giving you a small and mischievous smile before tending to her duties. 

She teased you almost relentlessly with that smug little smile of hers. You could swear if she had a tail then it would be swishing behind her while she giggled at how flustered she knew you were around her. 

“So, when will you be taking me out on a date? Hm?” she inquired. “I haven’t been on one in so long that I’m starting to wonder if I’ve lost my charm~” the kitsune faked a pout, knowing that it would get you flustered. 

“A-a date?” you feel your cheeks burn at her question, not knowing where in the world this came from in the first play. 

“Yes, a date. Shall I tell you what that is? The one where you take me to dinner-with you paying of course.” she said with a cheeky laugh. 

“Lady Guuji, I don’t know what brought this on!” 

“You don’t? Oh, is that the game you're going to play, my little Shrine Maiden? You’re little glances over at me, you begin to stutter, your blush, and anyway, I’ve already given you a reading–multiple times in fact–and it’s telling me that you’ve been meaning to take me on a very special date~” 

“I don’t-ugh!” you knew exactly what she was doing to you. She knew just how to fluster you beyond belief to the point where you couldn’t get the words out to even defend yourself. Though what was there to defend? She wasn’t wrong in any aspect. But the ingrained teachings of your home country, Snezhnaya, were deeply rooted. Gays and lesbians were not looked upon fondly and were often treated very poorly if they were ever out with their partner. 

But you couldn’t hide your feelings for Yae. This was mostly due to the fact that she simply knew everything and there wasn’t anything you could hide from her. She picked up on your crush rather quickly and you would soon realize that the feelings were reciprocated. 

“Where I’m from..girls aren’t allowed to be together…It would be seen as…Unsightly and wrong.”

Miko raised a brow at you before looking at her surroundings. “Hm, where you’re from? I see that we are in Inazuma at the moment, not in Snezhnaya. Or is that what you think as well? That girls are not allowed to be together and it is as “unsightly” as you say?” 

“No! No, of course not!” you try to backtrack on your words, as that was the last thing you meant. “It’s just…I supposed it’s the way I was raised. I was taught women and men shouldn’t be with the same gender and I had to suppress myself for the longest time before I realized I liked women too. Seeing gays and lesbians in other parts of the world made me realize, who am I to tell someone who they can and cannot love and who is someone to tell me who I can and cannot love?” 

Yae gives you a small close eyed smile. “Then there you have it.” She pats your head in a gentle manner.  “So that settles it, right? You’ll be taking me on my long awaited date now, right~?”

#genshin impact #yae miko x reader #yae miko #yae miko headcanons #yae miko x you #yae x reader #yae miko imagine #genshin imagines #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact x reader

[strelles-universe]

The Cats of the Rising Sun: Ahasra

Name: Kitesong

Other Names: Kitesong (warrior), Ahasra (birth name)

Meaning: Good Springer and Charismatic (Kitesong), Ashes/Rebirth (Ahasra)

Identity: Femflux Molly - She/Her, They/Them or Ae/Ir

Orientation: Lesbian | Polyamorous

Rank: Shunona (Sun's Envoy) - Seeker

Homelands: Kingdom of the Shining Sun

Current Lands: Greenwood Prides - Thunder Territory

A pale silver and black rosetted molly with deep and unusual cornflower blue eyes. Her pelt is darkest on her back and lightest at her paws on a gradient. Her belly and paws are snowy white. Ahasra has a brick-red nose and a deep gray paw pads. Her fur is long and silke rather than thick like some other cats’ pelts giving her a somewhat wind-swept look when she chooses not to groom more thoroughly.

Ahasra is cheeky, determined and suave. While Soŕi took after their father in appearances, it’s often remarked that Ahasra embodies his attitude and she takes this in stride. She’s known to be somewhat flirty as a default but will back down and apologize if told she’s bothering someone. Much of her cheeky suaveness is a mask that she lets down around the cats she trusts showing herself as playful and kitlike.

Ahasra was born with a genetic condition that gives her the striking cornflower blue eyes she’s known for. This condition gives low-level tingling pain in her lower-half for most of her days and on their worsts, she looses all feeling below her hips. Ahasra is considered exceedingly lucky and a bit of an anomaly being the first cat born with an active version of her condition that didn’t eventually succumb to it.

She’s always been headstrong and mischievous with a penchant for talking her way out of trouble. Her silver-tongue was so well-known throughout the kingdom, the nurses used to jokingly say that she should never be allowed to argue her case because she could convince the most cynical cat that frogs could fly. 

Ahasra rambunctious explorative spirit clashed particularly hard with her mother’s smothering protective love for her. She always found it irksome whenever she was scolded for doing the exact same thing as her siblings or when she was stopped from doing something because of her legs. What started out as irritated sighs, pouting and glowering eventually escalated into verbal arguments and occasionally full-blown screaming matches with her mother over her special treatment. Eventually, Ahasra had simply begun to start ignoring her mother - it didn’t matter if the injuries she gained were from tripping while walking or fighting a bear, the reaction would be the same to both, so why try to please her when she knows nothing she does will ever be enough?

This eventually came to a head when Ahasra - filled with righteous bluster and frustration - went out on a seeker’s mission to capture and return a small group of dogs who were convicted of a brutal attack on a farmer despite the tell-tale signs that her legs would give out. Her stubbornness bit her in the ass and the princess was almost returned home in a small bowl. This was a mistake that brought her good fortune however as she finally had a heart-to-heart conversation with her mother about how the smothering was pushing her daughter further and further away.

Once healed from the incident, Ahasra took strides to find the balance between being her own cat who is capable in her own right while accepting the limitations that her disability places on her. She often looks back on her younger self with a pained wince and sympathy for a little molly who felt so unloved through her mother’s misguided actions and feels pride for how much she’s grown and that their relationship is improving. 

With the discovery of Mousefever, Ahasra is back to spending time with the sibling she’d been closest to her entire life; her brother Soŕi who now goes by Cardinalfire. She dearly missed him while he focused on his new role and responsibilities within the greenwood prides but she’s also extremely proud of him for pursing the dream that he’d wanted for so long. She finds pride-life to be interesting but isn’t entirely sure it’s what she wants for herself and makes frequent trips to visit her kin and kingdom. During her stay, she helped an apprentice - Wolfpaw - fight off a hawk that went to make off with a young kit and earned the pride name, Kitesong for her efforts.

She was always ride-or-die for her brother and would’ve fought Tigerclaw based on the stories told to her by Ravenwing during his stay but after encountering the tom for herself, she wishes to absolutely destroy him and finds it frustrating that politics are in her way. 

Trainer(s):

Apprentice(s): Rubblepaw (unofficial), 

Parents: Iyeŕa (mother), Hraye (father/deceased)

Sweetparent(s): N/A

Auncle(s): Oeŕun (uncle), Ikema (uncle/deceased), 

Sibling(s): Soŕi (brother), Isaŕia (sister), Asha (sister), Hrasi (brother), Adihikko (brother)

Nephling(s): Yulami (niece), Oeŕunna (niece), Niaŕi/Cloudywing (nephew), Onedu (nephew)

Cousin(s): Ikemayu, Ahra, Tatsu

Mate(s): Yiska

Crush(es): Mistyfoot, Leopardstar

Kit(s): N/A

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[primatechnosynthpop]

Do you have any OCs? feel free to talk about them if you do What was the first piece of media you engaged with on the internet? Are you still interested in it? What's something you made or did that you're proud of? What's something that made you smile this month?

Hi! Thanks for asking. Putting my answers here under a cut so as not to intrude too much on people's dashboards...

I've made several OCs throughout my life, but the most recent ones I've developed to the point of being full-fledged characters are Lyra and Tucker, the protagonists of Wires Crossed, a story I wrote a couple years ago that's based on several Lemon Demon songs. Even though they're based on songs and thus their defining traits aren't original, they still have unique designs and several unique features which don't entirely overlap with other people's LD characters based on the same songs (that's kind of an established thing within the Lemon Demon fandom-- making OCs based on songs you like!) For example, they both have anime-style hair antennae (they're cousins whose respective mothers were twins, so they look somewhat alike) but it's much more prominent on Tucker's hair than Lyra's, which is worn in an undercut and dyed a fun colour (usually purple, but I established that she's done different colours throughout her life). They were really close as kids, then grew apart due to their different priorities, but reconnect as adults when Tucker reaches a low point in his life and has nowhere else to turn. I know you're somewhat into Lemon Demon so if you ever wanted to read Wires Crossed, who knows, you might like it!

Other than that, I've made a few Warriors OCs for two fics I wrote in high school. We've got:

Rubblefang, initially a young rogue with distinctive scars and a mysterious backstory who joins a nomadic Clan and, through his equally mysterious older brother with matching scars, uncovers his past

Strikestar, said older brother who was the heir of a kingdom(?) of evil cats but ran away with his baby brother and joined/founded an unofficial Clan (I don't think he founded it but I really don't remember, it's been a while)

Honeypool, Strikestar's deputy and Rubblefang's ambiguous love interest (if I was going to rewrite this now I'd just have them be friends and leave it at that because she's a bit too old for him, plus it's kind of unnecessary for a story that's mostly about siblings). She has a sister that went missing and joined the same gang of evil cats who her leader once fled, and despite her tough exterior, when said evil sister reappears Honeypool is way too trusting of her to disastrous consequences

[Different fic now] Grasstail, a WindClan cat with a bad attitude despite his life not being that hard. Has two sisters who act like moe anime girls because that's where I was in life when I wrote this. Falls in forbidden love with...

Watersplash, an ambitious RiverClan cat with a manipulative mother. Meant to be a "deconstruction" of the mary sue trope, which to my high school self meant that she thinks she's super cool and special but then she just suffers endless horrors. It all works out okay though because in the end she kills her terrible mom and goes to live in WindClan with her husband and children

Other hits include:

Alda, a quodo fankid made by some random aliens visiting the station, y'know that classic prank of creating an entire child comprised of a blend of two people's DNA and handing it over to them to do what they will with. Alda has Changeling powers but also the attributes of a solid, and a highly mischievous personality that gets them into a lot of trouble

Ji Woo Liu, a Chinese-Korean lesbian necromancer from a Heroes fic I wrote who, along with her partner Bruce, seeks to resurrect people with strong powers in order to wreak havoc on the world (I forget if they had a reasonable motivation for this). She starts dating a minor canon character for information, but predictably falls in love for real

Shir and Dö, two teens in a fantasy world who fights demons together. I've had these OCs since I was a kid, and I'm constantly tweaking aspects of their story, but in the current version Dö ran away from home and was adopted by tiger demons, one of whom is a playful shapeshifter who became his sister. Shir, meanwhile, thinks she's an orphan but in fact her father is the very bird demon they spend years trying to track down and destroy. Somehow her whole life she's never noticed her demon powers, which play a large role in keeping her alive in her dangerous lifestyle

As for the other questions, I believe I can answer with slightly less rambling... I don't remember which was first, but some of the first few things I looked at fanart of (before actually making accounts anywhere) were Warriors, Doctor Who, and Artemis Fowl. The first things I actually wrote and posted fic about were Pokémon and Azumanga Daioh. I'm not actively interested in most of these things anymore, but I'm up for revisiting them when the mood strikes.

The third question really ties in with the first, because Wires Crossed is definitely one of the things I'm most proud of making. It's basically novel-length, and I've been told it delivers an effective emotional narrative. On a broader note, I've also gotten a lot better at digital art over the past few years.

Something that made me smile this month was getting a Spirit Phone CD and a lava lamp for my birthday last week, as I mentioned in a post that you may or may not have seen. The dinner and cake we had that evening were really good too ^_^

#im not sure if this is like an ask meme thing where i should send this to other people or what but regardless thanks for asking! #it's always nice to be invited to talk about stuff like this #asks #cipher-fresh #oc tag #wires crossed

[emmaelix]

Ava’s Battle: Chapter One

Just a few notes. 1, Ava is Kaiden's age. 2, This chapter skips around a lot. 3, After the skipping, we'll arrive at the end of Draekora. 

This is fairly Bear X Reader, especially in the last few chapters. 

I ship Stironnigan, but I also want Bear for myself. Sorry, Declan. 

I DO NOT OWN THE MEDORAN CHRONICLES. I ONLY OWN AVA. 

Alex spun around to hear voices echoing in the forest. A girl saw her and said, "Hey! What are you doing out here?" There were three people, two guys, and a girl. All three were beautiful.

The girl in the group was lightly tan and had short, boyish, and mousey brown hair. The girl had grey eyes and light purple lipstick. She had a butterfly wrist tattoo and was wearing blue jeans, a white t-shirt, black sneakers, and had a ring dangling from a chain on her neck. Her leather jacket looked much like Alex's.

One of the guys had short blonde hair, lightish skin, and mischievous blue eyes.  He had on a t-shirt and jeans, nothing too special. What Alex noticed about him was his cocky grin. The other guy had dark shaggy hair and beautiful brown doe, but still mischievous, eyes. His skin was light, but tan. He also wore a t-shirt and jeans, but with the addition of a chain with a ring hanging from it.

"Who are you?" Alex asked, searching the group of three. 

"I'm Jordan," said the blonde boy, pointing at himself, "and those two are Bear and Ava." Bear and Ava waved at Alex.

The gesture was so genuine Alex felt herself wave back. "And you're from?" Alex prompted.

"The Acadamy," Ava stated it like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Where else?" Bear said, emphasizing the fact that he thought it obvious. Alex almost wilted with relief.

"Your turn," said Jordan, "same questions."

"I'm Alexandra Jennings, but you can call me Alex."

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"Are you aliens?" Alex asked. When the others burst out laughing, Alex frowned. "Different worlds."  

"Sorry- sorry Alex," Ava said, struggling to stop laughing. "We're human, by the way."

"How can I understand you, then, if I'm in another world?" Alex asked, genuinely intrigued. 

"Well, we can, soooo, let's just leave it at that," Ava said, shrugging.

"What about this school of yours? You mentioned something about Akarnae being a school for the gifted, what does that mean?" Alex asked. Bear motioned for Alex to look at Jordan, so she turned her head. He smirked, then disappeared.

Alex's mouth was wide open in shock. "HOW! I mean- what did you do?" 

Jordan chuckled, and then replied, "It's my gift. Transcendence." Ava waved Alex's attention over to her. Suddenly, Ava changed into a dark-skinned beauty, with shocking red hair and brown eyes. She even changed clothes.

Then Ava sprouted green horns, and her skin started turning to light lime. Her legs became like a horse's, and her clothes became green and flowery. Her hair became braided ripples of baby blue hair, and her eyes became sunset orange.

When Ava spoke, her voice was like sweet water. "Tada. My gift is shapeshifting. I can turn into just about anything animate, but inanimate objects, not so much. If I become someone who already exists, I can use their gift. If they have one, that is," Ava shrugged and transformed back into herself.

"Bear, show her your gift," Ava said, turning to Bear. 

                   Ava's Battle: A Medoran Chronicles Fanfiction.

"Princess Delucia," Ava said, nodding to the younger girl. "Please Ava, call me Delucia," Delucia Cavelle was a princess, however, and Ava, along with her two friends, Kaiden James and Declan Stirling, were determined to use her given title. They had, of course, all grown up around Princess Delucia, knowing her because of their parents high classes, and in Declan's case, high rankings.

"Kaid..." Ava said, drawing his name out. She had never been interested in him. She wasn't a lesbian, she liked men too, but Kaiden was more of a brother. So, she was asking him for advice on girls. He of course, was only about 14, but he still knew more than she did.

"What the he-" Ava was shellshocked, and moved away slowly. She closed Bear and Jordan's door and scurried back to her own. What were they making in there?

Ava held back her tears for as long as she could. But still, the waterworks flowed as she looked at her mother and father's remains, lying in a casket. "Hey, A, it's okay," Bear said, coming up behind her. Ava sobbed on her best friend's shoulder.

"Do it!" Bear yelled. Ava screeched as Jordan poured cold, ice water onto her head. "Jordan Sparker!" Ava yelled turning around to face her blonde friend. Then, she turned to face Bear. "Barnold Eustace Arthur Ronnigan! WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING!" "Please don't hurt me," Bear whimpered. Ava whipped out her comm TCD. "Worse, I'm calling your mother."

"Thank you for letting me stay here, Mrs. Ronnigan," Ava said, genuinely appreciative for her friend's loving mother. "Please, call me Dorothy," Bear's mother said, giving Ava a bright smile.

"Thank you, Dorothy," Ava said before she moaned in pain again. "It's alright, dear. I've had very bad menstrual cramps myself," Dorothy handed Ava a heating pad.

"Fletcher? Are you in here?" Ava called, looking for the kind doctor. "Over here, Ava," Fletcher called, and Ava was relieved to see a vial of pain medicine in his hand. "Do you need your painkillers for this week?" Ava nodded. "Have your cramps gotten better or worse since I put you on that medicine?" "Slightly better."

"Bear?" "Yeah, A?" "Can I tell you something?" Ava looked at Bear. "Tell away," Ava took a deep breath. "I- I'm bisexual,"  Bear looked at Ava. "So am I."

Ava looked at the girl who had seemingly come out of the forest. "The Acadamy."

Ava was worried. Really, really worried. Alex and D.C. hadn't come back from where they both had gone, of course, at different times and places. Ava shapeshifted into Hunter and focused on Alex. What she saw, shocked her.

Alex, Ava, and Bear all shared a look. Jordan and D.C. needed to be pushed together, in a most - romantic way.

"I... hate Karter!" Ava breathed out, as she doubled over after her Epsilon Combat Class. Kaiden and Declan shared a look with her. They both agreed.

"They need to get together already," Ava whispered to Bear, looking at both Alex and Kaiden, and Jordan and D.C. all chatting together. "Which pair?" He questioned. "Both."

Ava was excited to meet her younger classmates, so when she stepped out besides Kaiden and Skyla, she was excited to see Jordan and Alex in the group of newbies.

After getting them out of the ropes, Ava was so caught up in her own thoughts that she didn't notice Bear's lips on hers. When she did, though, she kissed him back.

"Pipsqeak!" Ava yelled, transforming into a large bird in order to swoop down to save Pipsqeak, who was falling at an alarming rate.

And as Ava saw Skyla's neck snap, she felt dread coursing through her veins.

"Medora to Ava..." Bear said, drawing out the a. "Hmm?" Ava said, coming back to reality after going back through her old memories.

"I asked you what you wanted to do. Dix is off doing something for Fletcher," Ava glared at Bear. "I'm supposed to be in SAS too, but since my uterus is currently having a meltdown, I can't really do much of anything." Ava said, grabbing another chocolate bar from her stash of candy Alex had brought back from Freya. Biting into a Hershey bar, she clutched her stomach.

"Time for another visit to Fletcher?" Bear said, tilting his head. Ava nodded. Limping slightly, Ava balenced herself on Bear's shoulder for the trip to the Med Ward. "I am so glad tomorrow is the last day of my period," Ava groaned. "Maybe you can get Alex to give you some Layendra when she goes to Meya next," Bear said.

"Hey Fletch, hey Dix," Ava said when she walked into the med ward. "What do you need, Ava?" Fletcher said, even though he was already grabbing pain medication. "Period," Ava said, before giving DC a hug.

After taking a large dose of pain killers, Ava could function normally again. "Let's just head to bed," Bear said, after much deliberation on both of their parts. "Sounds great."

Ava woke up to find herself being shaken awake by her roommate, Coraline. "'M up. Wha-" Before she could finish her sentence, Coraline spoke. "Come on, you'll be late for food," Ava shot up, instantly regretting it because of the shooting pain now coursing through her abdomen. Coraline handed her a vial of dark blue liquid. Ava took it, and nodded her thanks.

At the Food Court, Ava was shocked to see Jordan walking besides Alex. Bear seemed to have been struck speechless, Ava herself was tearing up, and DC had latched herself onto Jordan.

Ok, so, I've only listened to the books. If I'm getting the names wrong, go ahead and correct me.

#the medoran chronicles #bear ronnigan #Bear ronnigan x reader #I ship stironnigan but shut up Declan I want him too #Ava is a personification of me #Seriously I have terrible period cramps so I gave them to Ava

[willow-darling]

Wake up call (regina mills x female reader)

!! WARNINGS !! READ THIS FIRST BEFORE READING AHEAD !!

This is smut. The following kinks are in it: morning sex, mommy kink, fingering, dom and sub, and other things.

It's basically lesbian smut.I wrote this out from my dr, I shifted to ouat and got an idea for the smut. There she can read my mind, it's a soulmate thing I added. This was also the first smut I ever wrote so don't be too harsh. I write better now, but I still love this one.

Enjoy!! You have been warned!!

I wake up in my usual position, laying with Regina, her holding me while I lay against her chest. But this morning, I woke up a lot more, needy, than usual, and since it was quite peaceful, I thought it’d go away. Until I noticed Regina’s leg being right between mine, intertwined in a way. I just look at the sleeping goddess in front of me, unsure of what to do, I just lay still and try to fall back asleep.

Until she suddenly moves, pulling you a bit closer and moving her leg against your panties, making a whimper come out. You now know she’s awake, or at least, a little.

Because of the friction, she was making with her leg, you couldn’t help but moan softly, and giving in to your own instincts, slightly grinding on her thigh, trying to stay silent. Suddenly you heard a low and raspy voice saying, “Well good morning, princess. This certainly is a nice surprise.”

“Shit she’s awake!” you thought, forgetting that she can hear that and getting the immediate response: “I am, darling. Although you seem more active than me, so early in the morning, too! How scandalous of you.”

You looked up at the woman, seeing a big smirk on her face, along with the look she gave you, very pleased with herself but also a look filled with lust. If your breathing wasn’t shaky enough, it would be now.

“Oh don’t let me stop you from finishing what you started. I wanna see it too, princess.” She whispered, “Or do you need my help because you can’t do it yourself?”

The way she knew the right things to say to get you going, was amazing, but also so bad. Because you knew it’d be a thing she’d be repeating today. So, you just kept quiet, unsure of what to say or do, until Regina grabbed your hips and pulled you further towards her, saying “Don’t lie to me, I can feel it, remember? You’re not that good at hiding your needy eyes, not at all. Perhaps we should do something about that,”

She chuckled lowly, this usually scared you, but in an exciting way. Only, right now you didn’t feel that exciting, scared feeling, you just needed her, so bad. The only thing you could mutter out was: “please, mommy...”

You knew very well what was going to come next, and on queue, “Please what, princess? I can’t help you if I don’t know what you need.” She said with a smirk, softly stroking your hair. This gave you that false feeling of her being soft, knowing damned well what would happen the moment you told her what to do. No more softness, not until after. And yet, you still melted into her arms, obeying her commands.

“Please help me, mommy. You know I can’t do it by myself.” You said, blushing, still embarrassed at these moments, but immediately getting a reassuring kiss. “You know I don’t judge you for that, princess. It just means you’ll always need me to finish, which feels nice.” She smirked, now paying attention to the mess that was you on her thigh, soaking, already.

Deciding not to torture you with her leg between yours, she flipped you over. You being on the bottom, her on top. Getting a questioning look, “Are you sure you want this, you don’t have to, don’t do it because I want you to.” You reassured her it was something you wanted by grabbing her face and kissing her, getting a chuckle and a big smile. Because you rarely do this, but she loves it when you do.

She pulls away, wanting to put down some rules. Saying “You know the basics, tell them to me.”

You repeated the rules she had set, feeling safe with her, because she did take good care of you, even with this. “I can only cum when you tell me to when I ask and you say yes. We use the traffic light system or the bandana system.” “what do those two mean?” She asked, testing you on it,

“Traffic light system is where you name a colour after telling me an action, or during an action. If I say “green” It means I’m okay with it and you can go/continue, if I say “orange” it means that you need to pause for a moment, and when I say “red” it’s me telling you to stop. The bandana system, one we frequently use, is where you give me a bandana to hold, and if I need you to stop, I drop it.” You say, having gone over this quite a lot because she wanted to make sure you were comfortable, not just her.

“Good girl,” Regina said, smirking, as you kissed her again. She takes over, kissing you deeply and trailing her hand up to your chest, not needing to take off a shirt, since you slept shirtless. She started playing with one of your nipples, knowing the sensitivity they had.

A quiet moan escaping your mouth as she stopped kissing you and moved her mouth over to the nipple, expertly using her tongue, knowing all the various movements to drive you crazy. And they did.

You needed a lot more than just that, you wanted a lot more than that. Your neediness bubbling up and moaning out, “Mommy, please… I need more… touch me, please.”

She looked up, going to your face again and kissing you. “Of course, princess, since you asked so nicely, it would be cruel of me not to do anything.” She smirked, locking eyes with you to see your reaction as she started playing with your nipple again, while her left hand was slowly trailing down to your core. Leaving little marks with her nails until she reached the inside of your thigh, where she felt you through your panties. “So early and already soaking wet? Poor baby, mommy will help you out.”

You never broke eye contact, keeping her intense look on you, feeling every single thing she did. She had a mischievous look in her eyes, that she was planning something.

Regina knew exactly what to do, something you hated and both loved. She moved her hands onto the side of your panties, removing them quickly as she noticed it was something she bought for you. “feeling special, with that particular underwear?” She smirked, slowly rubbing through your folds at a torturous speed, making you needier and wetter.

Without a warning she slammed two fingers into you, still watching your look, which shifted as you broke the eye contact. You moaned loudly, bucking your hips into her hand, needing so much more than she was giving. Your breathing became a bit erratic, resulting in the woman giving you a more calming look, laying herself on top of you, syncing your breathing.

She loved you too much to make you have a panic attack, even if it was a very gay one, it could always turn into an actual one. But she knew that this would work because this happened a lot, you needed to concentrate on what was happening, so you wouldn’t be surprised. She kissed you again, calming you down effectively as she looked at your eyes asking if she can go. You said “green” meaning she could start.

She nodded at the colour, starting to thrust in and out of you slowly, making you moan and whine. Because she thrusted at a torturously slow pace. In… out… in…. out…, you thought, accidentally looking at Regina again, seeing her enjoying every second of your whines.

“More...” You managed to get out, mind fogged by your neediness, but Regina understood, nodding at picking up her pace, finally going at a nice and stable rhythm you liked.

You moaned loudly as the woman kissed you, saying “Don’t want to wake up the neighbours now, do we?” She joked because the walls were extra thick, purely for this purpose.

You couldn’t think, except for the part where she was fucking you, your hips bucked in the rhythm Regina was pumping in, she used her thumb to play with your clit, rubbing slow circles, at a very different pace. You liked this a lot and you were very close to the edge already. Remembering the rule and getting out “Mommy… please… I-I’m close, can I cum, please?”

She looked at you with a sympathetic look, “You have been a very good girl, so I’ll let you. Cum for me, princess.” She cooed, still pumping your fingers but moving herself to your core, wanting to taste it.

It didn’t take long for you to come undone, the woman quickly removing her fingers and expertly used her tongue to help you ride out your orgasm, making you come a second time. The moment she started fucking you with her tongue, it had made you feel all wet again.

This time, when you were done, she kissed you, “Taste yourself, princess, you’ll love it.”

She was right, and you enjoyed every bit of it as you sneakily slid your own hand down her panties, knowing she had a need too, that needed to be taken care of. Regina looked at you in surprise saying “Baby, you don’t need to do that.” You admitted you wanted to and immediately slipped two fingers in, making the woman whimper. You loved pleasing her, the sounds and faces she made at you made you so happy, she reassured you were doing well. Guiding your hands as to where to place them, successfully thrusting into her with your two fingers, picking up the pace as you heard her moan, uncontrollably. All you could hear was “Good girl, making mommy feel good.”

You carefully slid her panties off, throwing them into the room. Wanting to do the same, taste her, which Regina encouraged. You did as you were told, seeing her throw her head back in pleasure, with her gaping mouth open, a moaning mess. You decided you were going to tease her a little more, by putting your mouth on her clit, sucking and using your tongue to move the small nerve bundle, making everything 10x worse.

With a few last thrusts and licks, she came with a moan, that pulled you closer, biting down on your neck, to muffle herself. After she had ridden out every last bit you went down and “cleaned” her, using every single trick you knew, wanting her to come a second time, now that the sensitivity was high. You did it quite easily, the woman grinding on your face, and you slightly moaned at the feeling. Suddenly she came all over your face and into your mouth, you cleaned her up for real this time and kissed her.

“You taste so good, mommy,” you said, being tired, “I need some more sleep, I’m a bit tired.”

The woman kissed you and handed you a small drink, taking care of you, “I know princess, thank you” She cooed, laying down next to you, and falling back asleep together again.

#smut #ouat fanfic #regina mills #lesbian #gay #wlw #once upon a time #fanfic #ouat #morning #mommy #it was the first smut i wrote so its short #willow-darling

[saikuras]

NARUTO MASTERLIST. PART ONE.

THIS LEADS TO MY OTHER ACCOUNT. faevi is now aot / levi focused and i wanted to make this account for other writing. if you're confused, please ask and i'll try to explain! Please forgive me!

GAARA:

SCENARIO: TRIGGER WARNING (Self-Harm & mental health) Gaara comes home to find that Y/N self-harmed.

GENMA:

SCENARIO: Y/N bakes with Genma.

HEADCANONS: Boyfriend Genma with a citizen girlfriend & what people think.

HINATA:

SCENARIO: Y/N & Hinata being intimate in bed. NSFW.

IBIKI:

HEADCANONS: Ibiki having a secret wife and children.

IRUKA:

SCENARIO: Y/N & Iruka take care of little Naruto. Naruto senses something between them and so decides to help them in his own mischievous ways.

ITACHI:

HEADCANONS: Boyfriend Itachi with a citizen girlfriend& what his parents think.

HEADCANONS: Boyfriend Itachi with a shy girlfriend who is secretly a pervert. NSFW.

KAKASHI:

SCENARIO: Y/N taking care of Kakashi and expressing feelings.

SCENARIO: Kakashi finding out his friend (Y/N) is a lesbian.

SCENARIO: TRIGGER WARNING: Sexual harassment. ANBU Y/N and Kakashi fled from an ambush & Kakashi protects Y/N from another shinobi who sexually harasses her with comments. NSFW.

SCENARIO: (TW: Self harm, etc.) Kakashi discovers self harm scars on Y/N.

SCENARIO: Kakashi meets his newborn son.

SCENARIO: Kakashi catches Y/N reading his erotica novels and decides to have fun with her. NSFW.

SCENARIO: (TW: Abuse, torture, etc.) Y/N is a longtime friend of Kakashi and even his first kiss. In their teenage years, Y/N was abducted with her team. Kakashi felt lost till years later, he is put on a mission by Tsunade after rumours appeared about shinobi being tortured by the memory. Kakashi meets Y/N once again, after years of feeling empty.

SCENARIO: Y/N gets off by using Kakashi’s thigh. NSFW.

SCENARIO: SOULMATE!AU - Kakashi feels things that he shouldn’t supposed to. NSFW.

SCENARIO: Painful Love. - Y/N is being forced into a marriage that’s not out of love and is escorted by Kakashi.Chapters: ONE | TWO | THREE | FOUR | FIVE | SIX | COMPLETED

HEADCANONS: Boyfriend Kakashi with a citizen girlfriend & what people think.

HEADCANONS: Kakashi introduces his citizen girlfriend to team 7.

HEADCANONS: Kakashi’s wedding & honeymoon.

HEADCANONS: How Kakashi found out his student is ill and how he treats them.

HEADCANONS: Drunk S/O and drunk Kakashi. What happens?

KANKURŌ:

SCENARIO: Y/N had a childhood crush on Gaara but realises Kankurō truly has her heart. Kankurō still believes Y/N is crushing on Gaara and tastes bitterness. A misunderstood love.

KIBA:

SCENARIO: (TW: abuse, trauma, etc). Team 8 finds an injured and abused girl that was left to die by the bandits they were chasing. They bring her back to Konoha for treatment. Y/N is too traumatised to talk but finds comfort and joy through Akamaru who is protective of her. Y/N comes to realise that his owner, Kiba, can be just as a sweet and comforting in his own special way.

NARUTO:

SCENARIO: Naruto asks Y/N to pretend to date him. Only to realise there are actual feelings.

HEADCANONS: Boyfriend Naruto with a shy girlfriend who is secretly a pervert.

NEJI:

SCENARIO: Neji & Y/N go on their first date.

RIN:

SCENARIO: Adult!Rin (Alive, too) being sort of grumpy at her girlfriend.

SAKUMO:

HEADCANONS: SFW and NSFW Dating HCs for Sakumo Hatake.

SAKURA:

HEADCANONS: Sakura taking on an apprentice like Tsunade.

SHIKAMARU:

SCENARIO: Y/N watches the clouds with Shikamaru.

SCENARIO: Y/N couldn’t save a friend. Shikamaru comforts you.

SHINO:

SCENARIO: Shino takes Y/N, his civilian girlfriend to meet his parents.

SCENARIO: SOULMATE!AU - Shino has always been insecure about his grey eyes. Being bullied through childhood does things to some people. Shino is very comfortable with his shades. As an adult, he meets Y/N and their eyes change colour but sadly, Y/N think it’s one-sided.

YAMATO:

SCENARIO: Y/N and Yamato accidentally fall asleep together on the couch.

MISC:

HEADCANONS: Songs for Sakura, Kakashi & Jiraiya.

HEADCANONS: Konoha Boys & Senseis; How they’d deal with their partner on their period.

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CRACKSHIPS:

Kakashi x Mercy (OW): Kakashi gets injured on the battlefield and Mercy is there to save him.

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MATCHUPS: Click here for matchups tag :)

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[neroushalvaus]

Okay so the Downton Abbey 2 plot predictions are rolling in, here are mine!

Things I'm 99% sure will happen

- The first scene is Violet dying. They've announced that all of the main cast will be returning so I believe she will be in the movie. The scene won't be sad, it will be a gentle ending to a long journey and be treated as such. Maggie Smith will offer some of the most phenomenal acting we've ever seen, say one last witty comment and pass away with a smile on her face. - Edith will give birth during the movie. Bertie will be very passionate about wanting to be present during the birth. Everyone is against it at first but eventually he will not be held back.

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Things that I'd like to happen

- This child-erasure needs to stop. The children will have their own subplot in this movie. They will be like 8, 7 and 5, they know how to get in trouble. Let George, Sybbie and Marigold have their own subplot you cowards. In my opinion children are the most interesting kind of characters and these three are children growing up in very strange settings. Give them personalities, relationships and opinions. Let them have an adventure. Let George ask Mw Baw-- I mean Mr Barrow for help with some mischievous scheme. Let Marigold experience anxiety or be defiant or be feisty, also let her be scared of the thought that her parents will love the new baby more than her. Let Sybbie be confused about living in Downton as "Miss Sybbie" since she has lived as a working class child as well. I would watch an entire movie only about them ok. - Okay so my original prediction was "Thomas will have his own romantic side plot". I can't believe I wrote an entire thing about this and got jossed even before I hit "send". Let's try again. - Ok hear me out - could Thomas have a plot with the children? I mean we did establish in the sixth season that he's "awfully sweet" with them, George "rules him with a rod of iron" and that they adore him right back. Why not use that in the next movie? Maybe the kids get in trouble and need good old Thomas to scheme their way out of that trouble so their parents won't find out. You know, let Thomas be both sweet and witty, like a good combination of the sneaky s1 Thomas and the kind s6 Thomas. Give me Sybbie, Marigold, George and Thomas as partners in crime (sorry Caroline and the new baby, you're too young) and let them be equal, none of that master or miss nonsense. I would leave the movie theatre happy. - Even if Ellis will not be joining us, we probably can assume Thomas and him are still doing it long-distance so I'd like for Thomas to have a heart to heart with Tom and them bonding over being in love with someone who is far away. It could be very short and sweet, not necessarily moving the plot forward, just a simple nod to the audience that "yes, we did not in fact forget their s/o's". - Now finally moving on from Thomas. If Violet truly dies in the movie, I would like it to deal with Isobel's feelings after that. I do realize Julian Fellowes does not understand that he has written a lesbian love story, but maybe he will understand that Violet is a very important person in Isobel's life and losing a person like that affects you. Maybe Isobel tries her best to help others throughout the movie, coming off as bit nosy and annoying, and finally she admits to herself that she is just trying to fill the space bickering with Violet and having Violet as a companion (she must use that word I don't make the rules) left in her life. - Dr Clarkson will be in the movie. Maybe he'll deliver Edith's baby?

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Things that won't happen but that would make me very happy

- Tom will be a socialist again and a class traitor no more. He will call the Crawleys out on their nonsense and actually do something to change the world for the better. Let Branson be political again. - Sarah O'Brien comes back and she and Baxter have a girlboss fight over who gets to be Cora's girlfriend and Thomas's best friend. - Carson's essential tremor will be taken seriously and not brushed aside whenever he needs to pour someone a drink. - Ignoring my every other prediction: The movie will be set in season 3 before the christmas special so every Dan Stevens fan will rush to the movie theatre. - The movie will end with the Crawleys selling Downton Abbey. It becomes an orphanage and the last shot will be Mary and Anna looking at it from distance. The children are playing and laughing and running around the great yard. "I feel like I've failed you", Mary says. Anna doesn't understand. "You said Downton Abbey was the heart of this community. I was supposed to keep it beating. You must be so disappointed in me." Anna looks at the children, we get a close-up of their happy faces. "Does it not look like it's beating, m'lady?"

#can that last one happen #please #downton abbey #long post / #give me thomas barrow and the kids or give me death.

[vodkassassin]

🥒✈ doing fuck marry kill using whoever. Obviously they will be overheard, by mqf, mbj, or both. Also can have sqh state his sexuality which is nothing. Ace rep baby.

Yesss danci I can always count on you! Thanks for slipping my hc ace!SQH in there. Ily @dancibayo

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“I’m bored,” Shang Qinghua grandly announces.

“Yes, so you’ve said, fifteen times already,” Shen Qingqiu states dryly, but his friend steamrolls right over him.

“I am so bored, so,” Shang Qinghua says, “Shen-ge. Fuck, marry, kill.”

Shen Qingqiu startles, nearly dropping his fan. He whips around to stare at the other with wide eyes. Shang Qinghua props himself up onto his elbow and the grin that’s on his face is mischievous and evil.

“Wh—Airplane?” He nearly squawks, and then returns the grin. “No, stop—!”

Shang Qinghua’s grin nearly splits his face. “Fuck, marry, kill! Tianlang-jun—”

“No!” Shen Qingqiu laughs, reaching for the nearby cushion to chuck it at his cackling friend.

Shang Qinghua ducks the projectile and continues. “Tianlang-jun, Zhuzhi Lang—”

“Airplane!”

“And Sha Hualing!”

“Her?” Shen Qingqiu shrieks, diving for another pillow. His fan tumbles to the floor. “Out of everyone you could have picked for the choices, it had to be her?!”

Shang Qinghua, nimble bastard that he is, managed to avoid this cushion too. “First round will be easy! I definitely didn't have a brain blank and totally forgot anyone else existed. Plus! Shen-ge, I have to cater to the player! Bi-represent!”

“If it’s catering to the player, then this isn’t the game to play when it comes to you,” the Qing Jing peak lord grumbles.

He grabs his tea up from the table he sits at and down the entire cup in one go as if it’s a shot.

“You gotta choose!” Shang Qinghua needles, and Shen Qingqiu casts him a glare.

“Goddammit, fine,” he groans. “Um…. Fuck Tianlang-jun—”

Shang Qinghua bursts into laughter.

Shen Qingqiu scowls, but it directly contrasts the grin that is unwillingly stretching across his face. “What? At least I know he’s got experience!”

“Oh my god,” Shang Qinghua gasps, and then waves a hand. “Okay, go on, go on.”

He narrows his eyes at him, and then slowly continues. “Marry Zhuzhi-lang, and kill Sha Hualing.”

“Do you really hate her that much?” Shang Qinghua asks curiously.

“No,” Shen Qingqiu shrugs. “I mean, she’s practically a teenager, and I hate teenagers on principal, but no. She was just the only one left.”

“Fair enough,” Shang Qinghua bobs his head in acquiescence. “Why marry Zhuzhi-lang, though?”

“Well, I can’t fuck him—”

“I mean, you could, you monsterfucker—“

“You’re so goddamn rude, you know that?” Shen Qingqiu rolls his eyes. “He’s just way too…. too baby. I can’t fuck him, so marry it is.”

“Oh, yeah,” Shang Qinghua finally agrees, staring up at the ceiling in thought. “He is just baby, isn’t he? Okay, good choices, I agree.”

“Your turn,” Shen Qingqiu says dangerously. Immediately, Shang Qinghua raises his hands into the air in surrender.

“I can’t play this game!” He whines. “I can’t fuck anybody! That drastically tilts the answer results!”

“Just change fuck to something else!” Shen Qingqiu demands. “You don’t get to just be the one who asks the question every time, that’s boring as fuck. Listen — kiss, marry, kill?”

“Kissing is like, the same as marrying though,” Shang Qinghua squints at the ceiling. He’s lying on his back now, feet dangling off the side of the bed. He gives them tiny, little kicks as he thinks. “Maybe, like, cuddle?”

“Isn’t that the same as kissing?” Shen Qingqiu scoffs. “Just use kiss, moron.”

“Fine, okay, fine. So! Kiss, marry, kill… who?”

“Kiss, marry, kill… Liu Qingge, Mu Qingfang —”

“Oh my god, bro, please—”

“Listen, this is my revenge — and Mobei Jun.”

Shang Qinghua turns his head away from the so very fascinating ceiling just to glare at him. Shen Qingqiu feels so special, very loved. “You totally suck.”

Shen Qingqiu stoops down to grab his fan off the floor and flips it open just to smirk over the top of it at his friend. “You gotta choose.” He quotes.

“I fucking hate you.”

“I mean, you could go back to being bored, it’s all the same to me.”

Shang Qinghua scoffs, lifting his legs up and pressing the heels of his feet into the bed. “God, okay! Umm… kiss… uhh…”

Shen Qingqiu presses a hand against his mouth to smother his laughter. “I’ll wait.”

“Why the hell did you make this so hard for me?” His friend grumbles, crossing his arms over his chest. “You totally hate me don’t you? Um, kiss Mobei Jun—”

“Called it.”

“Shut up, monsterfucker. Kiss Mobei Jun, marry Mu Qingfang, and— oh fuck,” Shang Qinghua sits up and turns toward him, pout out at full force. “There’s only kill left! Shen-ge! I can’t kill Qingge!”

“You gotta,” Shen Qingqiu shakes his head sympathetically. “That’s the game.”

“This isn’t fair! I gave you an easy out on your first go with Sha Hualing, you have to return the favor!”

“You already started choosing!” Shen Qingqiu argues. “Anyone else I give you now is just me choosing a random person for you to kill!”

“I totally forgot kill was a choice after you gave me the names! Shen-geeeee!”

“Goddammit, fine! You can kill Yue Qingyuan, for me, okay?”

Shang Qinghua pauses his wailing to shoot him an amused look, pout vanishing into nothing. What a brat. “You really have it out for that guy, don’t you? Um, alright, sure, I’ll kill the sect leader for you, but only because we’re bros.”

“Don’t turn this back on me! You’re the one who begged me to give you someone else to kill! Anyway, it’s your turn.”

“Haha! Fuck, marry, kill — Rong Qingsheng, Ju Qingsong, and Qi Qingqi.”

“Easy,” Shen Qingqiu scoffs. “Fuck Rong Qingsheng, marry Qi Qingqi, and kill Ju Qingsong. At least try and make this hard for me, Shang-ge, c’mon.”

“Wow,” Shang Qinghua sits up again to look at him, tugging one of the thrown cushions into his lap to hold. “No hesitation at all! You decided that so fast… what’s the thought process?”

“Rong Qingsheng is pretty, and not a douche at all, so I’d rate him pretty up there on the fuckable scale just for that. Qi Qingqi is a scary lesbian Amazonian warrior, and if I wasn’t male I’d definitely go for her, but if she ever needed to marry a man as, like, a cover for her true lesbian activities while under the thumb a homophobic dystopian government or something, then I wouldn’t mind submitting my application for that.”

“She can be pretty, uh…” Shang Qinghua makes a face. “I mean—”

“Purposefully provocative because she likes watching macho men squirm when she takes them down a peg and also has bigger muscles than them?” Shen Qingqiu sighs dreamily. “Yes, it’s boss as fuck.”

“Okay, I wasn’t going to word it exactly like that, but yeah,” Shang Qinghua admits. “And Ju Qingsong?”

“He’s an annoying pest. Kill.”

“Bro!”

“What? Please, You cannot tell me that you haven’t daydreamed about wringing his neck even once?”

“I mean. He can be kinda—”

“Irritating? Aggravating? Drive-one-to-murder?”

“—But! Under all that he’s a good guy! He can be really sweet, actually! He’s only really like that because he’s got a useless gay crush on—!”

The door is kicked in. Shen Qingqiu startles, dropping his tea straight into his lap while Shang Qinghua gives a loud yelp and falls completely off the bed with a resounding thump.

They both whip around to stare in uneasy and slightly-guilty silence at the group of people standing outside the door.

“Oh my gods,” Ju Qingsong says, face pale and arm still outstretched. “It was so amusing at first, but please don’t kill me, I promise I’ll be better!”

Rong Qingsheng leans around the man and stares at them for a moment, before casting Shen Qingqiu a wink.

“I wouldn’t mind,” the mild-mannered man says, and Shen Qingqiu brings a hand up to rub over his face.

“Not that I’m not incredibly interested to hear what this was all about,” Mu Qingfang says, from behind them, and Shang Qinghua squeaks. “But, it’s time for Shen-shixiong to take his medicine.”

“Please don’t tell anyone,” Shang Qinghua pleads, holding his hands up to cover his beet-red face.

“I’ll do you one better,” Shen Qingqiu says calmly, pulling off the tea-drenched outer robe. “If any of you eavesdroppers have loose lips about what you heard here, to anyone, then I will kill you. Understand?”

Ju Qingsong makes an odd sound in his throat, one that sounds both terrified and furious, and the way that the man glances between him and the smirking Rong Qingsheng leads Shen Qingqiu to believe he knows exactly who Shang Qinghua was going to say his ‘crush’ was. How adorable. Too bad for him, then, that Rong Qingsheng seems to find him just as annoying as Shen Qingqiu does.

“There will be no murdering of martial family,” Mu Qingfang says mildly, stepping into the room. “Is that water boiled? I thought I’d try the tea blend, since the capsule form doesn’t agree with you, shixiong.”

“Many thanks,” Shen Qingqiu says.

“Oh, it’s never a problem. Shang-shixiong, Qingge was looking for you. I believe he has the location of one of those flying thunder beasts the two of you were discussing the other day?”

“I don’t wanna go monster hunting again,” Shang Qinghua wails. “Why can’t he just play go with me and call it a day?”

“You’ve overstayed your welcome, Shang-ge,” Shen Qingqiu tells him, smiling politely at the betrayed look his friend shoots him. “Would you mind escorting these two out?”

“See if I ever bring you the newest tea leaf export again,” the An Ding lord huffs, climbing to his feet. “Rong-shidi, Ju-shidi, lets go.”

“Qingsheng, Qingsheng, let's play that game too—!”

“I’m not doing this with you, Qingsong. Shang-shixiong, let's go. I wanted to talk to you about next month's produce quota.”

“Sure thing, Rong-shidi!”

“But, Qingsheng—!”

“Bye, Shen-ge, see you later!” Shang Qinghua chines cheerfully as he tugs the moping man after him. Rong Qingsheng walks out ahead of them. “I had a lot of fun today!”

“Sure,” Shen Qingqiu says, fan fluttering before his face.

He’d enjoyed it too, of course, but he’d never say that out loud. Besides, Airplane already knows, right? There’s no need.

#svsss prompts #scumbag villain self saving system #shang qinghua #shen qingqiu #fuck marry kill #peak lord ocs #Mu qingfang #vodka answers #vodkassassin fanfiction #dancibayo

[ayellowbirds]

Today being my birthday, i had the time and energy to finally do some drawing after ages of neither time nor drive. So, i spent that on sketching out some headshots of the recurring characters of 33 Usher Street, my 1920s (and beyond?) vampire hunters story. Meet the employees, management, friends, and nuisances of the Usher Street House of Antiquities and Curios, an estate management company specializing in settling the affairs of the unusually deceased. This is both a source of income and a cover for their real calling: the elimination of dangerous vampires and other hostile undead. 

Solomon “Sol” Szombathy (gay intersex man), a Jewish dhampir of Romanian-American extraction (late of Pittsburgh, Vandalia) has arrived at the USHAC with his guardian in tow, after both of them got involved in a vampire attack. Sol’s ability to see the invisible and the surges of supernatural strength he gets when battling the undead are especially useful, as is the hawthorn-wood cane he uses to deal with the chronic pain he feels the rest of the time. 

James “Jim” Cullock III (asexual cisgender man) is a Scottish immigrant who helped co-found the USHAC as the assistant of a longtime vampire hunter; his love of gardening has given him many potent botanical weapons against vampires, including especially hardy and richly-scented roses that repel most bloodsuckers. He’s taken to maintaining a backstage role for the most part, as his lifelong issues with visual hallucinations have gotten worse with age.

The Reverend Doctor Matteus J. Hammer (transgender man of no particular sexuality) is an aging monster hunter of no small repute, his experience having brought him briefly as a boarder to the Szombathy house. His recommendation brought Sol to Usher Street, but can the perspective of this eccentric wandering hero be relied upon?

Randolph Carter (in-denial bisexual cis man) was once an author of minor repute with a fondness for the strange and occult, but encounters with the genuinely supernatural have mellowed his previously bigoted worldview. While he still struggles to be a halfway decent person in a reality that is at odds with his beliefs, his expertise with languages, obscure subject matters, and research makes him at least a useful jackass when it comes to spending time among his books.

Pluton is a very good judge of character, for a one-eyed cat. And oddly skilled at making his way out of dangerous situations, to the point that one might almost think he has more than the usual nine lives. It’s no wonder that the USHAC often bring the cat along.

Constance “Connie” Wright (pansexual cis woman) is a former orphan with the miraculous talent to ‘chew’ raw materials into new shapes, a skill she most often uses to create nails for sealing up coffins and the like. Naturally, the rail-thin Connie’s favorite weapon is a heavily weighted steel sledgehammer, when she can’t just do some slugging with a sturdy baseball bat.

Dorotheea “Dotty” Szombathy (transgender lesbian) is a golem that once served as Sol’s guardian, and is now happily living as his adopted sister. Her ability to reshape her naturally earthen clay body pairs well with her immunity to most forms of vampiric attack, as an artificial being. Prone to switching between having difficulty speaking at all and being effusively loquacious, she finds it easiest to focus when she has something to occupy her hands and mind.

Marie Bosley (bisexual cis woman) was and is the greatest vampire hunter in the United States, even if these days she prefers to stay at home and listen to music. Her unmatched knowledge of apotropaic magic allows her to create boundaries and barriers that no vampiric influence can pass, and lets her open the way for her proteges.

Esther "Essie” Levi (asexual cis woman) is the self-proclaimed ‘fastest knot-tier east of the Rockies’, and an unmatched expert in knotting string, yarn, thread, and cord to achieve magical effects. Paired with a gift for strategic thinking and an eye for symptoms of vampirism, she can easily weave a web that no bloodsucker is going to get through.

Aleister “Al” Jones (gay cis man) is a multilingual expert in stealth, infiltration, and charm whose gentlemanly demeanor is in no way at odds with his fondness for boxing. Unfortunately for opponents that would see him as unarmed except for a disarming smile, he’s also the bearer of a pair of gloves lined with the relics of a Catholic saint invoked against vampires.

Wilhemina “Will” Fawkes (lesbian cis woman) is the USHAC’s resident machinery buff, with cutting-edge expertise in automobiles, radios, firearms, and more. Her fondness for artifice means that the only thing that can distract her from something shiny and new is an animated short at the nearest theater, and her love of testing the limits of machinery means that her allies often find she’s made unexpected ‘upgrades’ to important equipment.

Adriaen ten Boom (bisexual cis man) is the most senior of the employees of the USHAC, a skilled actor whose pyrokinetic gift makes his good looks more than just smoldering. In spite of these charms, he’s actually fairly naïve when it comes to romance, and is prone to charming his way into entanglements he didn’t mean to get into.

Smith the Mechanical Heel (just a real dick) is a World’s Fair experiment gone wrong, and now runs the criminal underworld in Jackson, Massachusetts—which puts him at odds with the USHAC, since that’s where their home base is. He sees most of the employees as potentially useful additions to his crew, but he’s especially interested in learning more about Dotty’s magically-constructed nature, in the hopes of making himself more lifelike. He’s not above getting involved in things that involve the undead....

The Ghosts of Madeline and Roderick Usher (cis lesbian and cis gay man) are the former owners of the land on which the USHAC was built, and haven’t moved on since the new tenants turned up. Freed of mortal concerns, they’re fond of teasing the living staff members, and serve as a second line of defense after Marie’s wards and magical traps. Roderick is absolutely certain that he’s going to get his ectoplasm all up on Randolph one of these days, and nobody feels up to questioning his taste in men; Madeline is the company gossip fiend and the best source of information on comings and goings at 33 Usher Street.

Dr. Joaquín de la Garza (closeted nonbinary queer) is a local physician who has a close working relationship with the USHAC, and is very fond of the mysteries and excitement they bring to his life. Exactly what brought a medical expert of Zapotec and Spanish heritage all the way up east is uncertain, but the good doctor seems to know a lot more about the supernatural than one might expect from just his familiarity with the secrets of the Usher Street staff.

Phoebe Khrysos (???) is a remarkably pristine ancient automaton, whose actual provenance is uncertain. Resembling a child made of silver, glass, and gold, she has a mischievous mystery about her that makes her more like a mechanical fairy than a precious relic. What motivates her and how she sees the living and the undead remain to be seen....

Zuleika Dobson (pansexual cis woman) is a a con artist, thief, and scammer who has broken many hearts and far more bank accounts; her lack of concern about what she leaves in her wake may have finally caught up with her when she targets some valuable goods in a city with a vampire problem. Can someone so untrustworthy be relied upon when there’s undeath to deal with, or will her self interest put her in the way of both bloodsuckers and the USHAC alike?

33 Usher Street leans heavily on the public domain, and will do so much more than just in the few characters here that originated elsewhere. Some of these designs are likely to change as the story develops, but i’m just so happy to finally get them on paper!

#33 usher street #my art #sketches

[some-days-we-get-sundays]

A Wildmoore fic. - Ryan worries about being replaced.

“Hey girl.” Sophie walked up to the bar and sat next to Ryan who was nursing a drink. Sophie watched the condensation drip down the glass. Ryan raised her arm and another glass was set down in front of Sophie. Sophie thanked the person who gave her the clean glass and she poured herself some of the Whiskey that was sitting out near Ryan. 

“Hey Soph.” Ryan hardly looked up at Sophie and just sort of moved her head in Sophie’s general direction. 

“Talk to me.” Sophie simply said. She knew something was bothering Ryan but she didn’t feel like playing guessing games. She just wanted to get to the bottom of it and see if she could help. 

Ryan sighed. “You looked pretty cozy with Kate.” Ryan swirled the liquor around in her glass. 

“Um-” Sophie started but didn’t know what to say. Was Ryan jealous? Did Sophie want her to be? 

“Look Soph, I just started getting the hang of this thing.” Ryan gestured towards herself but didn’t utter the words, Batwoman. She was much more careful now chatting about Batwoman out in the open. She was happy that Sophie found out and now knows because it’s made them closer, and Sophie has been a great addition to the Bat team but she couldn’t afford any more slip ups. 

“I don’t want to be-” Ryan couldn’t finish. She’d already cried in Sophie’s arms, she didn’t want to be a blubbering mess in front of Sophie every time they spoke. To Sophie’s credit though, she didn’t seem to mind. Sophie reached out and put her hand on Ryan’s knee, understanding now what was bothering her new friend.  

“You’re not going to be replaced Ryan. I talked to Kate and she doesn’t even remember being Batwoman, let alone much else. She’s going through too much right now to just throw on the suit and start protecting Gotham. Plus it’s your suit now.” Ryan didn’t seem convinced. Sophie continued, trying a different angle.

“Look Ryan, I know you and I didn’t exactly get off on the right foot or see eye to eye. Mostly because I’m taller than you.” Sophie paused. Ryan snorted into her drink at Sophie’s joke about their height differences. Sophie went on, “I know a lot of that was my fault for how I treated you when I was a Crow.”

Ryan sighed. “When I was dying in Coryana and you sat next to me and held my hand... you apologized for us not getting along. And I said to you that it was because I wasn’t Kate.”

“You’re not Kate, Ryan.” Sophie started and Ryan’s head immediately dropped. Sophie reached out and caressed Ryan’s cheek and then used the side of her fingers to lift Ryan’s chin up. “You’re not Kate, and I don’t want you to be. You don’t have to be Kate to be special to me, Ryan. I care about you as Ryan Wilder, in the suit or out of the suit you matter to me and I love - I love working with you.” Sophie caught herself. Was she really about to say she loved Ryan? If she was it had to just be a friendship sort of love or a caught in the moment sort of thing. She can’t be falling into these lesbian stereotypes of moving fast in relationships. She didn’t even want Ryan in that way. Jesus who was she kidding.

Ryan watched Sophie’s internal battle. Ryan wasn’t dumb. She felt the connection or tension or whatever was happening between them. But she knew Sophie was gonna need time with it. Plus she was still with Imani. And now Kate, the love of Sophie’s life was back. This all was awful timing. But watching Sophie sputter was pretty amusing.

Sophie looked into Ryan’s eyes and noticed a look that she couldn’t place. Then Ryan’s somber face broke into her adorable signature grin and she playfully shoved Sophie’s thigh. “I loveeee working with you too.” Ryan said, a teasing twinkle in her eye. Sophie let out a breath. This girl was gonna kill her.

“You wanna come up to my place?” Ryan asked as she finished her drink and unnecessarily slammed it on the table.”

“What?” Came Sophie’s shocked reply. Ryan giggled.

“Mary’s up there and we can all chill. Watch a movie or something. Or start a new game of never have I ever.” Ryan watched Sophie relax.

“Oh yeah sure, I’m down.” Sophie finished her drink. “Lead the way.” Sophie sent up a silent prayer that she would get through these next couple hours with Ryan and her apparent new found crush on the girl. She wondered if Ryan knew about it. As they were walking up stairs Ryan glanced back at Sophie with a mischievous grin and then she winked. Oh yeah, Sophie thought. Ryan definitely knew. Fuck. I’m so dead. Sophie looked up after Ryan as she jogged the rest of the steps. 

“But what a way to go.” Sophie mumbled to herself.

#ive cranked out sooo many wildmoore fics #im sorry i dont add them to ao3 yall but i dont want hate comments on my shit #wildmoore #ryan wilder #sophie moore

[moonlightflower21]

Some lesbian stuff with mob!April😳 and how the mob!brothers would react to April and her s/o making out around the corner on a mission -bee 🐝

i'm so annoyed that i misread this ask. and i wrote something completely different instead 🙄 sorry nonnie. i hope you enjoy this one though.

"y/n there you are! been looking all over for you" her voice was softer, sweeter than the tone she used with the turtles. and it made your heart warm when she used it only for you.

"here i am" you chuckle, turning around and admiring her in her outfit. her tank top was tight-fitting, showing off those curves. she wore tight trousers with heel boots, her tanto strapped to her thigh. a cap on her head, her messy curls dancing around her shoulders. it should have been tied up but april was never one to follow instructions as well as she should have.

"what's wrong, princess?" she cooed, her arms draped on your shoulders gently playing with your hair. her body pressed flush against yours making your mind swim with sinful thoughts. she knew exactly how to turn you on and all your delightful sweet spots.

"nothing..." you let out a small breath, her lips gently pecked yours once and then she pulled away. much to your annoyance.

"you don't seem so happy to see me" she teased, tugging your hair a little to reveal your neck. a small whimper escaped your parted lips, your hands bringing her close.

"i'm always happy to see you, i just worry for you sometimes" holding her head between your hands, you gently trace those gorgeous cheekbones. she leans into your touch, her lips curling into a beautiful smile.

"i'm sorry baby, i don't mean to worry you. how about if i make it up to you?" her blue eyes held a mischievous glint making you chuckle.

"and what would that be?" she doesn't even answer your question, pressing her lips to yours in an instant. her hand cradles your jaw as her tongue swipes your bottom lip, asking for permission. and you give in to her, letting her take the control for now. she didn't hesitate to wrap her arms around your waist, her leg going in between yours.

"april!! where the fuck are- oh... OH" mikey awkwardly pauses at the door, giving you both an embarrassed look. it made you chuckle internally

"way to ruin our moment, asshole" april glared at the terrapin who matched her look. and then gave a ghost of smile, handing her a file.

"complete this and you can go back to getting down and dirty" he winked at the woman who rolled her eyes and flocked his plastron

"jealously doesn't suit you mike. though i can understand why you'd be jealous of y/n. she's special" april winks at you while mikey looks at you over. he doesn't seem so sure of what to make of you and you understand but that doesn't make him any less scary. he leaves and it's just you and the woman you adore.

"you comin, babe?" april snaps you out of your daydream and you quickly glance at her, shaking your head.

"i've had a rough day, think i'm gonna hit the bed" you nod and she gives you a soft smile, coming towards you

"make sure you eat some medicine and drink some water. i'll make sure someone brings it up to you" she kisses your forehead and then your lips.

"goodnight baby, sleep well. i love you"

#tmnt mafia!april #tmnt mafia!april x reader #tmnt mafia!turtles

[mikah-writes]

lost & found | chapter one

Author’s Note: I worked really hard on this so please enjoy! Let me know what you think in the notes or with an ask! I wish this first chapter was 2k words but I want to practice pacing myself better so expect 1.5k from me for now. 

Word Count: 1,667 words

Warnings: Violence & Mentions of sex

The walk of shame. It’s been something you did quite often now with your thing with Joel started. It began a few weeks ago after you made a flirtatious comment directed at the man. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t attracted to Joel Miller. A few drinks here and a couple of touches there and you were walking your way back to his house.  A drunken kiss on the porch step followed up by rough drunken sex. It felt electrifying being with him. The sex was amazing and his experience definitely showed within the bedroom. However, it did hurt your heart knowing that your best friend, Ellie, did not know you’ve been sleeping with (and crushing on) her surrogate father. You loved Ellie to death and she was always there when you needed her. You were the first person she told when she came out as a lesbian all those years ago. You even shared your first kiss with her, something that she still teases you with to this day. 

By the time you made it back home, it had to have been after midnight. With a sigh, you stripped down, washed your face, and climbed into bed. Tomorrow you had patrols with Dina, Jesse, and Ellie and you didn’t want to miss that. You finally drifted off to sleep with the thoughts of Joel’s hands on your hips racing in your mind.

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You woke up with a bang to your door and a pounding headache. “What a great way to start my morning.” You thought as you climbed out of bed and slipped on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. As you walked to the door, another bang was heard. 

“Hold on I’m fucking coming!” You yelled out and swung open the door. Jesse stood there in all his glory with a shit eating grin on his face. Dina stood behind him with an apologetic smile on her face and Ellie was off to the side smiling softly at you. With a smile, you went up and hugged her and Dina and gave Jesse a playful punch to his arm. “You couldn’t have been any louder could you?” You laughed. As you all walked to the stables, Jesse and Dina walked ahead leaving you and Ellie to talk amongst yourselves. 

“So are you excited for the winter dance Els? Planning on picking up a special girl?” You teased. The redhead blushed and looked away, mumbling under her breath. It’s been an ongoing bet of your group of friends to find out who’s the lucky girl Ellie has been crushing on. 

“You wish. I don’t know what you are talking about. Can’t I just go with friends like we do every year?” She exclaimed. The only person Ellie has told about her crush on you was Dina and Dina promised to take that secret to the grave if desired. She does, however, encourage Ellie daily to ask you out though.

“Boo! You’re no fun! I wanna see you dancing with your secret lady friend. You could hold her by the hips and dance the night away. And if you’re good to her, you could potentially snag a kiss! Think about those odds Ellie! Go ask her to the dance!” 

“If only you knew.” Ellie thought. In her mind, telling you about her ongoing feelings for you would be a suicide mission. While the two of you kissed, she truly believes you aren’t into girls. Sure you joke around about women’s asses and whatnot but Ellie has never seen you talk about girls the way she does. For the longest time, Ellie assumed you were straight. So by telling you anything about her crush, she would be risking one of her most cherished friendships. That’s not happening. 

Ellie didn’t respond to your comment so you just assumed she wanted to talk about something else. Silence fell between you two as all four of you reached the stables. Tommy and Joel were both there to give you a debriefing on what to expect on this patrol. As Ellie’s thoughts began to wander, she started to look at you again, noticing how antsy you’ve become. You kept twiddling your fingers, tapping your feet, and avoiding eye contact all together at the two men in front of you. Maybe you wanted to get on the mission quickly to get back home sooner? Ellie decided to speak up.

“Okay Tommy. We get it. Be safe and all that. We’ll be okay. Now can we hurry up and grab our horses?”

Tommy just chuckles and begins to walk away however Joel lingers for a minute or two longer. At first, Ellie thought he was looking at her and she was ready to tell the old man to fuck off, but she noticed that he was in fact looking at you. He looked as if he had something to say but ended up shaking his head and walking off. 

“Do you know what that was about?” Ellie jokes. “That fossil sure is a pain in my ass. Why was he staring you down? He looked as if he wanted to speak with you.”

You deflected her question and mentioned a meek comment about his age. Ellie took notice but didn’t say anything. There’s no way Joel and you would ever cross paths. The only connection Joel has to you is Ellie, being her best friend. 

Tommy was lending out only two horses. Jesse and Dina hopped on a horse and shared it which left you and Ellie to share the other horse. Luckily, it was Ellie’s favorite horse, Shimmer, being brought out for the patrol for her. Ellie climbed on first and you followed behind, hugging Ellie’s midsection as the four of you took off into the mountains.

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By the time you all reached the watchtower, you were starving. Ellie offered to share some of her fruit and granola with you, which you gladly accepted. Dina and Jesse were munching on some apples that Dina packed before leaving. As you all walked up the steps of the tower, Ellie offered her hand to you. You shrugged and held her hand until you made it to the room inside. Dina was giving mischievous looks at Ellie, much to her dismay, as the feisty redhead glared back at her. You just thought it was playful banter between the two girls and didn’t consider much of it. However, you did notice how insanely soft Ellie’s fingers were entwined with yours. Not much callus was found on Ellie’s palm, despite the years of brutality they’ve been inflicted upon. You gently rubbed your thumb against hers, making her blush. 

“You have some insanely soft hands Els. I’m jealous.” You commented, still in awe. Ellie looked away from you, mumbling that you’re crazy, but squeezed your hand tighter. Holding her hand was comforting. You have always craved the touch of another person and it has only intensified by being friends with Ellie, Dina, and Jesse and while you adored Dina and Jesse to death, something about having Ellie close to you soothes you in ways the others can’t. 

“Come on lover girls! We gotta get a move on. Joel and Tommy want us to clear this small horde of infected before we get back to Jackson.” Ellie rolls her eyes and you let go of her hand reluctantly. You both walk back outside from your short break and grab your weapons from your horses. You end up grabbing your sniper, casually reloading any missing bullets inside the chamber. As you hop back on your horses to head back towards the horde, you let out a small sigh and wrap your arms around her waist again.

“Something up?” Ellie asks. Her ears perked up at the sound of your sigh. You shake your head no, despite her not being able to see, and respond. “I just got a lot on my mind.” Telling that to her wasn’t a lie. You did in fact have a ton of stuff on your mind. Your relationship, if you could even call it one, with Joel has been severely stressing you out these past few weeks. To put it simple, you were completely smitten for the man. Everything about him amazed you. His deep, sultry voice was heaven to your ears. The way his muscles flex under the button ups he wears or the way he smirks whenever he proves he’s right in an argument. Within the months of knowing Joel and the few weeks of actually sleeping with him, you knew deep down that you longed to date him. But whenever you try to propose the idea, either you shut your own self down (for the sake of Ellie) or you’re politely kicked out of his house. It hurts knowing how cold Joel can be but you still believe that maybe you could melt his icy heart.

Ellie didn’t look too convinced but didn’t put up a protest. You knew you would have to tell her eventually but for now Joel was your little secret. You all finally made it to the top of the hill to where the hoard was passing along the other side. You took out your sniper and lined up a shot with one of the infected’s heads. You aimed a bit higher for the drop off and sure enough, you hit a headshot. All four of you watched as the runner’s body crashed to the ground. “Nice shot!” Jesse complimented. You gave a shy smile and lined up a few more shots. A few hours passed and by the time you all finished up, the sun was setting. 

“You guys ready to head back?” Jesse called as he finished downing the last runner. Dina gave him a pat on the back and kissed his cheek. “I believe so! You ready?” Ellie asked you. With a nod, both of you walked back to your horses and set back out to Jackson. After today, you definitely needed a drink. 

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euphoric - song yuqi

a/n: i am big gay for her she’s so pretty wow. she’s also a sweetie pie we stan. this is my first time writing for any girl group stuff so… tell me if it’s good 👉👈

contains: lesbian sex, dom/sub themes (they switch a bit), bondage, lowkey a size kink

warnings: fem! reader. also i’m big tall so reader is big tall lol deal w it.

rating: R

word count: 1.4k

there was always this… weird tension between you and yuqi. of course, it wasn’t bad. she was always sweet and kind to you and you were always friendly with each other. every now and again though, she’d do something that made you feel things that you probably shouldn’t for a friend. you only hoped you could make her feel the same.

being best friends with soyeon did have its benefits. you basically had a free pass to hanging out with all of her friends, including yuqi. they all seemed to like you, so you stopped being ‘soyeon’s friend’ and became ‘y/nnie’ pretty quickly.

the girls decided to play a game of truth or dare, and of course, the lovely soyeon, who knew about your… complicated feelings regarding yuqi, took advantage.

when it was her turn to assign you a dare, she saw her chance, and she did not dare miss, “make out with anyone here in the hallway closet for ten minutes.”

now look, you could obviously just pick soojin and tell her that soyeon was just being a dick. soojin will probably understand and you could just wait out the clock until you’re released, but something inside you told you to do… something else.

“yuqi?” your voice was faint, but she heard it all the same, “w-would… you be okay with it?”

she blushes, but ultimately nods softly, and stands up to wobble over to you. she takes your hand and you lead her to the small closet. it’s even smaller than you thought when you step inside, but you manage to fit into the closet somewhat easily with yuqi. she’s quite smaller than you, so her head has to rest on your shoulder in order for you to both be somewhat comfortable.

“w-we don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to, soyeon was just—” you try to reassure her, but you feel something that makes you shut the hell up. yuqi’s pressing feather light kisses to your neck, and they make you giggle from the ticklish feelings. she keeps at it for a while and you think maybe that’s all that’s going to happen tonight until—

you let out a moan as she raises her leg up to create some friction against your heat, and you feel, rather than see, her smirk, “on the contrary, i think we could do something.”

she pulls at the edge of your hoodie, and you get the hint to pull it off, exposing your bare skin to her, “braless, hm?”

“oh you’re the worst,” you mumble, but she laughs. the ten minutes are up, seen by the knocking at the door. you rush to put your hoodie back on, but you’re both a bit disheveled and you both decide to abandon hanging out with the others. soyeon gives you a wink, but you just ignore her.

you pull yuqi upstairs and immediately you lean down to cup her cheeks and take in her taste like you were starved of it for months. and on some level, you had been. you’d been so focused on trying to keep yourself together around her that you never thought of how high you’d feel once you finally gave in. you pull back to murmur to her quickly, “jump.”

she does as you ask, wrapping her legs around your waist as you support her by holding onto her ass. she feels incredible to finally hold and kiss, so much so that you never want to let her leave your arms.

“please please i need more,” she mumbles, and you can feel the power dynamic changing from earlier. you smile at her, giving her exactly what she wants.

“whatever my baby wants.” you whisper in her ear, and she trembles slightly. you rest her on the bed before sliding a hand past her sweats, just faintly touching her over her panties. she whines loudly, obviously upset at the teasing.

“please y/n i can’t handle it—”

“yes you can, darling,” you say, but stop. she opens her eyes to look at you confused, “should we establish safewords?”

she blushes at the thought of ever going so far as to need one, but nods, “diamond. mine’s diamond.”

you think for a second, absentmindedly rubbing your hand against her, finally giving her the friction she needed, “mine can be… pineapple.”

she nods in acknowledgment, but she’s too lost in how your hand feels against her to really give it any thought.

she starts getting louder and louder and, though it’s hard to understand what she’s trying to say, you get the gist of what she wants. you slow down your movements and eventually you stop completely, as she pushes herself up to meet you in a kiss. she flips you over so she’s on top, straddling you at the waist. she looks so small and adorable above you, and you can’t help but giggle. she looks around, and for a second you think to question what she’s looking for, but then she mumbles, “stay still.”

she gets up to rummage through the drawer. you remember that this is soojin’s house, it’s not that weird for yuqi to know where she kept things.

you’re lost in your thoughts when you feel her weight holding you down again. she holds up a leather belt and asks, “is this okay?”

you nod. she pulls off your hoodie for the second time and you move your hands so she’ll have an easier time binding them. she ties them quite loosely, but it’s more for effect than actually restraining you, so it doesn’t really matter. she starts by kissing your lips feverishly, moving down your neck, taking her sweet time at your collarbone, and she finally reaches your breasts. she sucks on one of your nipples while playing with the other one between her fingers. she’s only sucking and licking around, moving back up your chest, before experimentally taking a bite at your collarbone. you strain out a moan, and scramble to say, “if you plan to continue doing that, i hope you know this won’t be the last time we fuck.”

she giggles mischievously to herself, “good thing i want to keep doing this with you, forever and ever.”

she continues her combination of licking, sucking, and biting, and at this point you’re struggling to breath. all the pain from when she bites a bit too hard feels euphoric, but there’s a special kind of ecstasy she’s yet to give you yet, “what do you want me to do, y/nnie?”

“y-yuqi, i need your fingers, or… or your mouth. please just whatever you’re willing to give me.”

“hmm, do you deserve it?” she asks, cutely pressing her index finger against her cheek.

you nod desperately, and apparently, in all the pleasure you were lost in, she pulled down your shorts, because immediately you felt a small lick against your folds that makes you flinch, “someone’s excited.” she murmurs, the vibrations and the feeling of her breath so close to you felt… amazing. it all felt so amazing.

“please stop teasing me,” you say, and she blows against your clit, making you jump, “h-holy shit!”

“i’ll tease you if i want to, my cutie. doesn’t it feel amazing? i’m so much smaller than you and you could probably get out of those restraints and overpower me if you wanted to, but you won’t, right?” you nod, “right, so be a good girl and stay still.”

you do your best to stay still, but your best is not very good. thankfully she seems to be in a forgiving mood because in a few minutes your moans get louder and your hands find her hair and move her head just how you need. you start to see stars as you’re pushed over the edge soon enough and she helps you ride out your orgasm before sitting up between your legs. she still has a innocent smile on her face despite what you both just did.

you move your hands down and she starts to undo the belt. you sigh from the pleasure still sparking through you, “here, give me a minute, i’ll take care of you too.”

she shakes her head, “save it for another time. there’s some water on the nightstand. do you need anything?”

“no,”

“then i’ll get going,” she says, and as much as you want to reach out for her to stay with you, you don’t, and she doesn’t, “this was fun, y/nnie.”

and then she’s gone.

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