#Sexy slippers. For real.

[satans-knitwear]

BTS: me uploading my video replies to your asks while all three creatures (big baby Rosie, sweet baby Belle, and Jay) all demand attention

#Behind the scenes pic courtesy of @pumpkin-fairy02 #Surrounded by my favourite creatures. All very odd and i love them for that. #I got the gay glasses out for that evening. Obviously. Its pride month after all. #Also my retro ice-holding pineapple is amazing. Pretty sure that was a £10 Christmas gift one year. #This photo was taken seconds before baby belle jumped on jay and tried to steal their seat #That was a fun evening #ALSO!!! My leggies were so smooth it was insane. I was so soft. So silky. I couldnt stop stroking my own legs. #Sexy slippers. For real.

[quohotos]

The way that poverty has affected Gregor is omnipresent. He knows how to care for people and how to make food because his parents can't afford a sitter. He goes to the underland and suddenly he's among royalty and wealth. He remarks how when it's not about to go to war the underland is actually a nice escape from his life. When they're all forced to eat raw fish he notes how he's never been able to have sushi before.

I love how it's not something that just gets solved. Even when Vikus gives them cash in the clock it doesn't *last*. His mom says, "We're going to pay all the bills, and then we're going to have Christmas!". That's so *real*. Like, the series is fantasy but Gregor is still *forced* to live in the real world.

There's also this whole parallel between Ares and Gregor. Both of them were just nobodies having to live on the margins of society until someone wealthy finds a use for you. For Gregor it's Luxa, for Ares it was Henry.

Okay, so this isn't the most well put together or thought out of my rants but... Aughghfhg. The book with the giant sexy rat and the spider that makes you slippers is so god damn *real*.

#Tuc #Tuc20 #The underland chronicles #Tuc spoilers #Gregor the overlander

[zvmz]

A few Briar Beauty HCs <3

super common hc but briar has narcolepsy

which is funny because its not even a side effect of her destiny. it just coincidentally runs in the family

her mom and one of her brothers have it as well

she speaks spanish and french, along with the rest of her family

besides her mother, shes the only one in her immediate family who speaks english

def chronically online

nobody understands at least half her references

takes oct 3 (mean girls day) VERY SERIOUSLY

NOTHING will prevent her from having a mean girls watch party

says "swag", "slay", and "yolo" way too much

can only actually get along with faybelle when they are both drunk

otherwise its constant old married couple bickering

has a tiktok with over a million followers where she posts all the crazy stuff she does

faybelle will never admit it but every time briar does one of said crazy, potentially dangerous things, she will usually go keep an eye on her from a distance to make sure shes okay

her body is littered with small scars either from the crazy stuff she does or from falling asleep at bad times

she actually likes some of the scars though because they "tell stories" and show all the adventures shes had

she calls everything sexy. even if it doesnt make sense

like if shes eating an amazing burger she'll say "this is the sexiest burger ever"

has fist-fighted faybelle in a mcdonalds parking lot at 2 am

she loathed headmaster grimm since the moment she met him

has a shopping and caffeine addiction

hasnt even worn half the things in her closet before

occasionally invites some of the less well-off students to come go through her closet and take a few things

after her rebellion when she found out the smell of coffee makes raven nauseous she made the effort to stop drinking it around her

a huge sacrifice on her part

is always the passenger princess (shes a horrible driver)

never once successfully parallel parked (real)

almost never gets to hangout with ashlynn outside of school/dorm because ashlynns always working

sometimes she just goes and does her thronework in the glass slipper while ashlynns working

frequently brings ashlynn a hocus latte while shes working

is NOT a fan of blondie

complains about her daily

once blondie tried to interview her briar just said "absolutely not" and walked away

she didnt agree with ravens rebellious actions at first

but the more she questioned her destiny, the more she came the sympthasize with her and admire her

after she rebelled she went to personally thank raven for taking the first step and giving her courage

she always thought it would be fun to become friends with maddie, lizzie, and kitty, even though the whole school thought they were crazy

in her words "crazy is just another word for fun"

she just never got the opportunity to actually hang out with them

since her narcolepsy causes her to just collapse wherever with little warning, it can be very dangerous for her to go anywhere alone

on more than one occasion ashlynn and several others would have to go our searching for briar after she fell asleep while running errands alone

after the second time she forbade briar from going out alone

briar has listened to her (for the most part) cus she felt bad she was putting her friends through that

what character should i do next?

#eah #ever after high #briar beauty #raven queen #apple white #ashlynn ella #lizzie hearts #madeline hatter #kitty cheshire #faybelle thorn #c.a. cupid #bribelle #briar beauty x faybelle thorn #eah headcanons

[paddockbunny]

Could you write something for the drivers that would like a bookish girl? Please. I’ve never requested before

Bookish

Summary : Lewis loves how much of an avid reader you are but he particularly loves how immersed in the text you get and sometimes this can lead to other “activities” Rating : 16+ but with caution (see TWs) Pairing : Lewis Hamilton x Reader Word Count : 1, 165 Trigger Warnings : Not many but light sexual themes at the end, implied sex Authors Note : Trying something a little different with this one! & I’ll just tag @the-lazy-leprechaun cause it’s a Lulu one

Request Answer - Lewis!

Lewis would find your love of reading incredibly sexy and you would often look up from the pages of your book to see him staring at you with a familiar adoring look on his face that bordered upon lustful

He liked how you really got into philosophical books and often read out long passages to him that struck something inside of you.

But along with the philosophical books you also loved reading about psychology and had passed on to him some magnificent insights into the power of thought and mentality.

So really, the books you read always manage to help him by simply understanding the greater points in life and what really matters.

But aside from that one of reasons he loves the fact you read so much is the fact he loves to be able to hold a meaningful, real conversation with you.

It would be easy to surround himself with superficial, vapid people so the fact that he has someone like you at home that is so intelligent and thoughtful really ignites him.

Scenario :

You smile. These were the days you loved the most. Simply lounging at home, relaxing, with Lewis. You look up from the pages of your book to see him returning to the plush cloud-like sofa with a cup of steaming hot tea in his hand, for you of course. “I thought you’d like a refreshment.” He lulled as he placed it down on the coffee table for you before sitting down near you - but not next too you - on the sofa. Initially you wondered why until he done his usual thing of tapping you on the knee to lift your legs and place your feet in his lap. You let a delighted sigh roll from the back of your throat as he pulled off your slippers and gently, with just the right amount of pressure, Lewis started massaging your tootsies delicately. Initially you watched, always rather pleasantly surprised at how good he was at it, before you turned your attention back to the words on the page of your book.

As you drank your tea, read your book and received a spa worthy foot massage you felt completely and utterly relaxed beyond words and you realised this was the environment Lewis provided for you. He made things so calm and peaceful when he was home and spending time with you. It had been one of the things you had been nervous of when things turned serious with him. You were whisked off your feet to begin with and things were go, go, go for quite a while till you cracked somewhat and had to create some resemblance of tranquility for yourself amongst a new, sometimes exciting yet fast paced lifestyle. Coincidentally, you also managed to help provide the same for Lewis which he showed you over and over how much he appreciated you for it.

Placing your nearly empty cup back down on the coffee table, you smiled at the passage you had just read. “Lewis,” you say gently “listen to this…” and you begin to read him the two pages that seemed to strike you as profoundly interesting and thought it quite a fitting extract for the struggles and disappointments he had had in the most recent reasons car. Glancing up now and then, you saw the words registering with Lewis. You could see it in his eyes that he completely understood what you were reading and comprehending it in his own way. Once you were done he smiled and asked you what you thought about it. You explained you took it as a discussion of relativity and how important it was to remember the bigger picture. When you finished explaining to him what your opinion was he was looking at you in that very familiar way that made butterflies start fluttering away in the bottom of your stomach. Even after all this time Lewis always had a knack of making you feel giddy, borderline nervously excited, more than anyone else. The look written on his face meant several things. Sometimes it meant he was amused by you. Other times it meant he was astounded by you. And occasionally it meant he was simply turned on by you by what you gathered was down to your comprehension and intelligence - something which also made you feel proud of all the hard work you put into yourself. Today, you waited to find out outcome would come from his look.

Your book was quickly forgotten on the floor as Lewis slipped between the legs you opened to accommodate his body. His tongue coasted along your bottom lip, hinting he wanted admittance into your mouth to deepen the action. The kiss itself was slow and steady. He had all the time in the world to kiss you, and he wanted to make sure you knew it. When you finally gave into him and allowed him access too your mouth, to your tongue, he caressed yours with his and the soft moan that rolled from the back of your throat gave him a jolt of satisfaction. Your hands - which had been resting on his sides - slid lazily up his chest, glided gently over his shoulders and slithered around his neck. With Lewis’ braids down you allowed yourself the opportunity to wind your fingers around them and play with them how you liked to do. There was something so comforting about how they felt and you could feel how happy the rest of your body felt while your fingertips enjoyed themselves. But Lewis suddenly rolled your bottom lip between his teeth and pulled a louder delighted sigh from you which gave him the push he both wanted and needed.

“Let’s go to bed.” He suggested after his mouth had trailed down to your neck. “Lew, it’s only 3pm.” A small giggle left you but he suddenly, without warning, he rolled his hips and ground his hardened sweatpants covered cock against your clothed core. An inexplicable rush coursed rapidly throughout your entire body. “Do I need to say anything else?” His voice was laced with pure pride in knowing he could so easily change your mind with a pure unashamed action like the one he had just done. You opened your eyes to see the look he had earlier when you had glanced up to see him looking at you as you read to him, was there again but this time it was stronger and much more lustful. You didn’t need to say yes - or anything at all for that matter - because Lewis was already lifting you off the sofa to head off to bed before you even had a second to process the idea of a mid day lovemaking. But now that you were standing and could see the effect you had had on him in all his strained sweats glory, you couldn’t wait to get to bed and have him between your thighs to remedy the dull ache that had settled between them.

#Lewis Hamilton #Lewis Hamilton fanfiction #Lewis Hamilton fanfic #Lewis Hamilton fic #Lewis Hamilton imagine #Lewis Hamilton blurb #Lewis Hamilton imagines #lewis hamilton x you #lewis hamilton x reader #lewis hamilton x y/n #f1 fanfiction #f1 fanfic #f1 fic #f1 imagines #f1 imagine #f1 blurb #f1 one shot #f1 x reader #f1 x you #f1 x y/n

[thatstrangegiiirrlll]

Hey, honeys!! I'm back and I'm so fucking excited about it. I've really missed writing slutty things and sharing them with you all, it's just way too fun at this point. I'm returning with some L smut, seeing as you guys really liked the first one I wrote. Don't worry. I'm still doing smut for other people/characters/fandoms, etc. And will be opening my requests soon. Sit tight and I hope y'all like this one.—Ash <3

Birthday Suit

L x Female reader

“I’m gonna go take a shower,” L tells you. “Can you manage twenty minutes without me?”

“I cannot,” you reply quickly, hand resting on your cheek as you look at him. He’s being witty per usual, but what he is really referring to is your behavior earlier. Your birthday is today. And during your party this morning and through out the whole birthday dinner this evening, you refused to keep your hands and your eyes off of your tasty, sexy man.

It’s that suit; that devilishly sleek, perfectly fitted, charming tuxedo. Seeing him in that made you fall in love with him all over again. Almost as if you saw him for the first time.

L doesn’t dress up very often, but when he does, dear God when he does you want nothing more than for him to fuck you like a maniac. Not that you don’t adore his usual casual get-up. He’s handsome regardless. But a man that fine in a suit is a dangerous man. Your dangerous man.

“I love you,” you say, pouting as he enters the bathroom.

“Love you, too, hon,” he says back, fully disappearing into the bathroom now.

You hop out of bed, zipping over to your dresser and taking out your recently bought lingerie. It’s a gorgeous sheer, baby pink top with matching panties. You already knew you were going to be requesting some birthday sex from L tonight, but you decided to add in some fairy magic this time. He has no clue you bought this, but he adores you in pink. He says the color makes you glow even more than you already do.

L already got you the perfect birthday present; a deeply romantic and fancy dinner downtown, and an entire collection of your favorite manga. Both of which brought you immense gratitude and excitement. But him taking you to pound town really is the final stop.

You lay on your back, looking up at the ceiling daydreaming as you wait for him to finish up. Your belly fills with butterflies when you hear the shower head turn off.

Your eyes remain on the ceiling when he returns to the room, nothing but a white robe and shower slippers on.

“L?”

“Yes, y/n?” He answers, looking over at the bed. He squints his eyes, attempting to comprehend what he’s seeing.

“I want you inside me,” you say, being as blunt as can be. You don’t want to waste any time. Your pussy has been throbbing long enough.

He fights back a laugh. Not only a humored one, but a baffled one also. “How can I say no to that?”

L unties his robe and slips out of his slippers, drying his wet strands with a hand towel one final time. Your body tenses in elation as his footsteps get closer to you.

“You look perfect,” he praises, taking notice of your outfit change. He climbs on top of you, French kissing your mouth deeply.

You throw your arms around his neck and thrust into his naked body, clit hitting his erect dick. He sucks on your neck in your favorite spot as you continue to grind against him. Your hunger continues to grow.

L pulls your panties to the side and pushes his middle and ring fingers inside. He watches your face as he does so, kissing you as you moan out. The overstimulation is real right now.

Each time he pushes his long fingers inside of you, you thrust your hips forward, longing for them to be deeper. You’re nearly scratching beneath the skin on his arms with every probe and stretch and push of his slender digits.

L knows when your orgasm is approaching because you always start to clench really hard when it’s about to happen. He stops, replacing his fingers with his dick which is twitching to be in you.

Instinctively, you pull him in closer, wrapping your legs around him for full access. You want to feel him in your stomach. You love the sensation of it, the fullness.

He resumes the kissing on your neck and also your shoulders. He fucks you slow and careful, leaving it in for a few seconds so that you feel everything. You tighten your pussy around his dick each time as your legs become too weak to do so.

“Shit, I’m gonna come so fucking hard,” you say shakily, hand gripping his hair for dear life as he pounds you without mercy.

The only noises that fill the room right before you both cum is the sound of your wet pussy being fucked to its core and your cries of passion. You love the sound of your own pussy being fucked. It turns you on beyond measure.

Your legs go numb wrapped around L’s body, but your grip on his hair and his shoulder remain tight as you explode. You scream out, your orgasm hitting you like a fucking train. L cums too, small whimpers and struggle groans following his climax.

The two of you are so drained after that, you can barely move.

“I’m so sleepy,” you say, L still on top of you catching his breath.

“Same here.” He sits up slowly, kissing you on the cheek. “Let’s go to sleep now.”

Authors Note: heyyyyyyy 🤍 I fucking love L okay that’s it bye 💋

#l lawliet x reader #l lawliet x reader smut #l lawliet #l death note #death note #l x reader smut #anime smut #manga smut #birthday sex #birthday smut #i have returned #enjoy the show #i love yall #light yagami #anime and manga

[aldbooks]

Elucien for these prompts please?

“I’m trying to be sexy and you’re laughing!”

“You are just too cute~”

From the Spicy prompts list

Let's make this a modern AU - Elain is preparing to surprise Lucien with a special meal- and an announcement.

---

Elain heard the front door open as she finished plating dinner and rushed to sneak both plates into the dining room before dashing back to the kitchen as she heard her husband's voice call out to her from the foyer.

"Honey, I'm home!" Elain grinned at the teasing lilt of his voice.

"And what sort of time do you call this?" she teased back. The sound of his chuckle filtered to her from down the hall as his footsteps moved in her direction. She quickly redirected him towards the dining room while she hurried to make herself presentable.

"Dinner's already on the table, I'm just cleaning up real quick. Why don't you go ahead and open a bottle of wine for us?"

She listened to his steps pause and then turn in the opposite direction. "Sure. Smells delicious, what are we having... oh, lamb. Looks amazing!"

Smiling proudly, Elain tossed her apron on the counter, fluffed her carefully styled hair and quickly checked her outfit was in place. Swapping her slippers for high heels, she took a deep breath before joining him.

This was it. Tonight was the night.

She wasn't entirely sure why she was so nervous about telling him, it wasn't as though they hadn't had discussions about this before. But she knew he'd been more stressed than usual lately, working extra hours to finish a big project at work and didn't want to add any more stress to him. Though really, she thought her announcement might lead to some stress relief...

Taking one last breath for confidence, she rolled back her shoulders and smiled before walking out of the kitchen.

---

Lucien was mid-sip when his wife strutted into the dining room dressed in nothing but high heels and red lingerie. The pearls he'd gifted her for their anniversary hung from her neck and ears and the sultry smile she tossed his way had him spluttering into his glass.

He forgot the delicious smell of the meal she'd prepared as his body developed a different kind of hunger and, for a moment, all he could do was stare, mouth agape. His gaze moved from her feet, up tanned legs- partially covered in red stockings- over the curve of her cocked hip, her pert breasts, to her gorgeous face-

Before he could stop it, a snort of laughter escaped him. Elain immediately pouted, her posture deflating a bit, which struck him like a blow to the heart.

Her embarrassment quickly turned to irritation as her hands perched on her hips. "I'm trying to be sexy, and you're laughing," she accused.

"You are adorable-"

She spun around in a huff, giving him a magnificent view of her ass, no doubt intending to march upstairs and put on the most concealing clothes she owned just to punish him. Leaning forward, he quickly snatched her hand and pulled her back towards him. She went willingly, still pouting even as he maneuvered her to straddle his lap.

"Trust me, my love, I greatly appreciate the outfit," he assured her, giving her a pointed look up and down her body, lingering on where the pearls hung between her breasts.

Elain blushed prettily, her arms wound around his neck, her fingers delving into his hair and massaging the nape of his neck. He almost groaned and rolled his eyes back in pleasure but kept his focus on his wife.

"Then why are you laughing?" she asked, jutting out her lower lip.

Resisting the urge to take that pouty lip between his teeth, he smirked. "Because you have sauce on your face- and your chest."

Gasping, she jerked back slightly and made to swipe it away but he caught her hands before she could. "Allow me."

Taking his napkin from he table, he cupped the back of her head to hold her still as he gently wiped away the reddish smear on her cheek before ducking his head to drag his tongue over the small droplets on her chest. He groaned, both at the taste of the herby red wine sauce and the way she gasped and arched into him.

Grinning, he claimed her mouth in a quick kiss. "Delicious," he crooned. Again, that pretty blush he adored so much.

She smiled back at him, seeming satisfied both with his explanation -and apology for his laughter, and his appreciation for her surprise. He was grateful when her fingers resumed their work in his hair.

He allowed himself a moment to indulge in her touch, his own hands wandering aimlessly over her body, before asking, "So, what's the occasion that called for my favorite meal and a half naked wife?" Pulling back, he gave her a mock frown. "Should I be worried?"

Inexplicably, her siren's smile shifted into something more... hesitant. "Not- worried exactly..."

He lifted a brow at that. "What then?"

Nibbling on her lip for a moment, she finally blurted- "Iwannahaveababy!"

Lucien blinked for a moment as he mentally parsed out what she had attempted to say. When it finally hit him, he stilled, staring at her intently. "You're ready? Are you sure?" He tried not to let his growing excitement get the better of him in case he'd misunderstood.

They had talked about children many times over the years but had decided to put them off after they married while they both focused on their respective careers. Neither wanted to add the extra burden of children until they were fully ready. But, after watching many of the friends and family begin expanding their own families... Lucien was beginning to yearn for it.

She nodded, smiling shyly. "I think we're both in a good place now. We've been married a few years, we're stable and settled... I know we've talked about it before, but it's been a while..."

Before she finished speaking, Lucien was nodding enthusiastically. "Yes. Absolutely, a hundred times, yes."

Elain perked up. "Really?"

"Absolutely." Lucien glanced down at her flat belly, running his hands over the delicate curves as he imagined them expanding and growing with his child, their child...

His heart seemed to swell in his chest and for a moment it was hard to swallow. Elain's hands cupped his face, drawing his attention back to hers as she kissed him, the simple brush of her lips quickly turning into something heated as his mind caught up to the reason she had decided to wear the lingerie, and how exactly they might go about making that child appear...

Clutching her to him, Lucien lurched up from his seat and practically sprinted for the stairs. His wife clung tightly to him, her laughter trilling in his ear. "What are you doing? Our dinner's getting cold!"

"It's your fault for looking so gods damned sexy," he growled as he stalked for their bedroom, his fingers already working on the clasp of her bra. "I assume it can be reheated later?"

"Well, yes, of course-"

"Then it can wait. I have more important business to attend to." Tossing her on the bed, her bra now gone, Elain sat up on her elbows to watch him frantically tugging his clothes off and giggled.

"I didn't mean we had to start right this moment. I only just stopped taking my birth control this morning... which I suppose I should have waited until we talked tonight to do, but oh well..."

Lucien grinned as he nearly tore her panties off and shuffled them both up higher on the bed, ignoring the stockings, garters and heels she still wore. Something primitive in him liked the idea of taking her while she still had some clothes on, the jewels he bought her draped over her naked body...

"No time like the present."

Her giggles quickly turned to moans as he demonstrated just how excited he was to take this next step with her.

---

By the time they finally made it down stairs to eat their dinner, they were both too exhausted and starved to bother putting proper clothes back on. So, they sat at the kitchen counter, Elain in Lucien's lap at his insistence, robes barely covering their nakedness as he fed them both from the same plate.

When Elain protested that she could feed herself, Lucien stated he needed to "ensure she and the baby were well cared for."

Elain laughed. "There's no baby yet," she said, accepting the last bite of roasted potatoes.

Lucien's eyes darkened. "Not yet... shall we try again?" he asked, his hand already sneaking under robe.

"You're going to run me ragged," she sighed, only half joking.

She felt him smirk against her neck as he nipped and sucked at the sensitive flesh. "Oh, but what fun..."

#anon ask #prompts #elucien #elain x lucien #elain and lucien #lucien and elain #lucien x elain

[duckybarnes1917]

The Competition

Pairing: Bucky/Female Reader

18+ Only.

Second entry for my new smutty one shot collection! All scenes come from my OC story Figure My Heart Out and can be read separately or as a continuous story. The next few one shots are all Christmas themed because they are from the Christmas chapters of my story. So happy Christmas in May!

Word count: 2354

Summary: Some sweet Christmas fluff and a snowball fight leads to a sexy competition between you and Bucky.

Need to know: Fluff and Smut. Subby Bucky. Oral sex, prostate stimulation, choking, overstimulation. 

Please do not copy or post this anywhere.

Feedback is always welcome :)

You woke up later than usual, sitting up to stretch your sore muscles; Bucky was gone, his side of the bed long cold. The past few days had been a whirlwind of Christmas festivities—ice skating with Bucky in Central Park had been the highlight. The super soldier would have fallen on his face if it hadn’t been for your hands keeping him steady.

The sound of Christmas music brought a smile to your lips. You slipped your feet into fuzzy slippers and pulled one of Bucky’s henleys over your head before making your way to the living room. 

You paused and leaned against the wall; Bucky was sitting in the middle of the room, which he had decorated while you were asleep, trying to wrap a gift. You bit back a laugh as he shook his hand in an attempt to get a piece of tape to lay straight and huffed in annoyance when it just stuck together. 

“Need some help there, Buck?” 

Bucky looked up and smiled. “Good afternoon; I was about to come check your pulse.” 

You stood next to him and ran your hands through his hair. “Whatever—what are you doing?” 

“Well, I put the decorations up, and I went to pick up your gift—I wanted to have everything done before you got up, but the tape is holding me up.” 

You giggled and sat on your knees next to him. “Here, let me help.” You took his hand and peeled off the failed pieces of tape. “You hold the paper; I’ll do the tape.” 

Bucky did as you said and smiled proudly at you when it was done. “My first time wrapping a gift in decades—it could have gone worse.” 

“You’re so cute; come here,” You giggled and pulled him by his shirt to your lips; he tasted like gingerbread flavored coffee and peppermints—a swirl of Christmas on your tongue. “I love the decorations; it feels like a real Christmas now.” 

“And look,” Bucky pulled you off the ground and to the kitchen window. “It’s snowing!” 

“Oh fuck yes!” You turned to Bucky with keen eyes, and you didn’t have to say anything else. 

“Get dressed; I wanna take you somewhere.” 

“Okay!” You said giddily. 

Bucky kissed you before you could pull away, sliding his hands up the back of your thighs to squeeze your ass. He gave it a light smack before letting you go.  

“Hey, what was that for?” You pushed his chest playfully.  

“You know you can’t wear this shirt without repercussions. Now hurry before I change my mind about letting you out of bed today.” 

You bit your lip and smiled at him. “Okay, but maybe you can keep me confined to the bed tonight.” 

“Go,” Bucky laughed and pushed you away. 

“That’s a yes!” You called over your shoulder. 

**

Prospect Park's greenery, which typically served as an oasis in the concrete jungle, was covered in white as snow fell from the grey sky. As you and Bucky strolled hand-in-hand, you passed several groups of kids, excited to have a snow day, and a few committed joggers bundled up against the cold. 

“This was my favorite place to come with Steve when we were kids.” 

Bucky paused to stare wistfully at the winter scenery. You were far enough into the park now that the children’s laughter had faded, and the rest of the world seemed to melt away. 

You smiled as you watched him relive his youth—imaging him and Steve running through the park, maybe one or two of Bucky’s sisters tagging along. 

“It’s beautiful—especially now with the snow.” You held out your gloved hands to catch the falling snowflakes. “It’s nice and quiet too—at least compared to Central Park.”

“Yeah, I figured we both needed that today.” Bucky grinned as he watched you stick your tongue out to catch snowflakes. “You’re a dork.” 

“No, I’m not; you just don’t like to have fun.” You skipped away from him and threw yourself on the ground to make a snow angel. “Come on!” 

Bucky stood over you, watching you spread your arms and legs out in the snow. “I’m already cold enough as it is.” 

You quickly sat up and yanked his arm until he joined you in the snow.

“Fine,” Bucky grumbled as he laid back next to you. 

You admired your work, quickly snapping a picture with your phone. “You’re so big,” you giggled as you laid down in the snow angel Bucky had made. 

“Maybe you’re just extra small,” Bucky teased as he knelt over you to kiss your lips. 

You tried to grab his face to keep him attached to you, but he jerked back when your snow-covered mittens touched his skin. 

“Oops, sorry—I forgot.” You quickly discarded your gloves and grabbed Bucky’s face, kissing him again. 

“You know your hands are still freezing, right?” Bucky complained but made no move to remove your cold hands from his skin. 

“Well, I can’t help myself, not when you have snowflakes in your eyelashes and somehow look both adorable and so fuckable at the same time.”

Bucky rolled his eyes but leaned in to kiss you again. “So, you can’t control yourself, and I gotta suffer?”

I’ll warm them up,” You laughed as you slid your hands into Bucky’s hair. “I gotta keep ‘em right here until they’re warm.” 

“Fine by me,” Bucky smiled and continued kissing you. He moved his lips to your ear and then down to your neck, seeking out your sweet spot with expertise. He couldn’t resist, he was so happy, and you were so perfect—he didn’t care that he could feel the snow seeping through his jeans and his gloves or that you were very much in public. 

“Buck—wha—what are you doing?” You squirmed under him, trying to resist wrapping your legs around his waist. 

“Kissing you,” Bucky murmured. 

“Doing a little more than that—" Your breath hitched as Bucky laid his weight on top of you, his big warm body absolutely swallowing you whole. “Buck—" you tried to protest, but your thoughts turned to dust as Bucky bit your neck and then soothed the area with his warm tongue. 

You wrapped your legs around his waist then, no longer able to resist. 

“You like that, doll?” 

“You know I do—you’re starting something you can’t finish, Barnes.” You arched your back as much as you could under his weight. “You ever fucked someone in the snow?” 

Bucky chuckled against your skin, rubbing his cold nose along the column of your throat. “I can’t say that I have, you?” 

“It’s a very bad idea.” 

“So, that’s a yes—" Bucky was interrupted by the sudden sting of cold snow against the side of his face. “I know you did not just do that.” 

You were already laughing underneath him as you hurried and formed another snowball. You threw it at his chest when he sat up. 

Bucky looked at the snow splattered on his jacket with shock before he quickly pinned your hands to the ground, leaning over you again. “You’ve got 10 seconds to run.” 

Bucky quirked an eyebrow, knowing his effect on you, and then let you go. 

You quickly scrambled to your feet, grabbed your gloves, and put them back on as you ran into the trees, laughing the whole way. 

You hopped over a fallen tree and ducked behind it, quickly forming as many snowballs as possible. You strained your ears but couldn’t hear Bucky at all. 

Stupid quiet assassin. 

You chanced a peek around and saw nothing but snow and trees. The snowball was unexpected when it hit you directly in the face. You gasped in shock and quickly ducked back down. 

Okay, I’m gonna kill him. 

You wiped your face and grabbed two snowballs. When you popped up, Bucky was waiting, a few feet away behind a tree. You dodged the snowball he sent your way and threw both of yours as hard as possible.

“That was not cool, Barnes!” You ducked again as another ball of snow came your way. 

“Don’t be a sore loser!” 

You were still at it an hour later, both too stubborn and competitive to stop when normal people would have. You could hardly feel your hands and feet—both yours and Bucky’s noses were bright red, and you had ventured several miles into the park as you ran from him. 

“Doll—I think we should head back now.” 

Bucky groaned as you threw another snowball at his chest. He wasn’t hiding anymore. 

“So, does that mean I win?” 

“No! No, it means the game is over—you’re gonna get frostbite.” 

“Someone has to win, Bucky! And you’re quitting so—" 

“Oh my god, you’re ridiculous.” 

You came out from behind the tree you used as cover and crossed your arms. “I may have lost feeling in my hands and feet—but I—"

“No,” Bucky ran to you and scooped you up into his arms. “It’s a tie, and we’re going home. I would like you to keep all your fingers and toes, please.” 

You rolled your eyes. “A tie,” you mumbled. “I won.”

“Yeah, yeah—if you won, it’s only because I let you.” 

“You let me?!” You indignantly huffed. “You put me down right now, Barnes. This is not over.” 

“Counter proposal.” Bucky shook his head at the frown on your face. “New competition when we get home—first one to make the other come wins.”

You threw your head back in laughter. “Easy, you’re on.” 

**

Your face was still flushed. The smile you always wore after Bucky gave you the best orgasms of your life showed no signs of wavering as you moved around his kitchen. Bucky’s blush was deeper than you had ever seen in it. You had easily (and quickly) won the contest by introducing him to a pleasure zone he hadn’t realized he had. 

**

Bucky’s tongue froze, and his muscles tightened. “What are you doing?” 

You pulled your mouth off him with a pop. “Just relax,” you sat back on his chest and reached behind you for the lube. “Tell me if you want me to stop.” 

Bucky took a deep breath and relaxed his muscles, letting you spread his legs open. He flinched when the cold lube made contact with his skin. 

“If you wanna win, you better get back to work.” You wiggled your hips in his face, and he dove back in. 

He tried to ignore your finger as it slowly slid inside him, focusing on getting you off on his tongue. But that was nearly impossible once you started moving. 

“Oh fuck!” Bucky gripped your hips tighter as your finger slowly curled inside of him. “What the hell—what are you—oh god, yes! Don’t stop!” 

You sped up the come-hither motion of your finger, a Cheshire grin spreading across your face.

**

He was still blushing as he helped you make lunch—chopping vegetables and refusing to meet your eyes. 

“What do you think? Should I add one or two chicken breasts?” You wiggled your fingers at him over the open fridge door. 

“Uh—two, I guess,” Bucky quickly looked away, knowing you were toying with him. 

“Are you sure that won’t make us feel stuffed too full?” 

“Very funny,” Bucky mumbled, not looking up from his cutting board. 

You couldn’t keep the smile off your face. Sometimes he was too adorable and innocent for his own good—and you ate it up like fucking candy. You swatted his toned ass when you passed by him. “The vegetables look great; good boy,” you purred in his ear, deepening his blush.

**

Bucky couldn’t keep up; the taste of you on his tongue was just driving him closer to orgasm. You added a second finger, and an involuntary low groan left his lips as he threw his head back. He’d never felt anything like this—white-hot pleasure throughout his entire body. It seemed to start in his curled toes and burn through every nerve up to his watering eyes. 

You paused and moved from his chest to between his legs—his fingers weakly clung to your soft hips as you slipped from his grasp. You wanted to see the look on his face when he came for you. 

Your fingers slipped back in, and you wrapped your lips around his leaking shaft, moaning at the whine that left his throat. 

Bucky had lost complete control—his hands gripped the sheets, and his hips alternated between thrusting into the wet heat of your mouth and grinding down onto your fingers. A constant string of expletives left his mouth in various octaves ranging from a shout to a pained whimper. 

You moaned and pulled your mouth off him. “Come on, baby, be a good boy and come for me.” You swallowed him again and moved your fingers in tight, fast circles. 

“Fuck! Oh fuck—oh—Jesus doll—oh,” Bucky groaned and pushed your head down, shoving his throbbing cock deep into your throat as he came. 

An almost painful pleasure surrounded him until he couldn’t breathe. It was never-ending and all-consuming—he felt it everywhere. He was barely aware that his hand was still in your hair as he kept his cock in your throat while your fingers milked him dry. 

You didn’t have the patience to wait for him to catch his breath before you were fucking yourself silly on his sensitive but still rock-hard cock. 

“Oh—doll—too much, please,” Bucky gripped your hips to make you stop. 

You leaned forward, not stopping the frantic slide of your tight walls over his cock, and clamped your hand around his throat. Your pussy fluttered as you watched his eyes go wide. 

“Whose dick is this?” you gasped as you pushed yourself closer to orgasm. 

“Yours—all yours!” Bucky groaned when your fingers tightened around his throat. “Take it—use me, please.”

“That’s it.” You sat up, keeping your hand around his neck, and fucked him hard and fast. “Such a good boy.” 

Sunshine Masterlist

My Masterlist

Every reblog and comment encourages me to continue to write and post this filth.

taglist (I’ve never done a tag list before so I’m tagging just a few mutuals 💛 if you’d like to be added or removed let me know!): @shamelessfangirl-3 @thenhewaswrongaboutme @buckmepapi @summerofsnowflakes @geeky-politics-46 @delaber @captainsimagines @becca-e-barnes @caplanbuckybarnes @bitterqueenofhearts @healanette​ 

#Bucky Barnes #bucky barnes fic #bucky smut #bucky barnes smut #sub!bucky #bucky fluff #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes x reader smut #bucky barnes x reader

[count-alucard-tepes]

Headcanons for our sexy Leopard man…Rob Lucci🐆😍

He always shops at expensive stores and is a brand name type of guy. He has matching watches to go with all his outfits.

He loves taking long baths and just soaking in hot water. That’s usually how he spends his days after work.

He gets a lot of attention from the ladies and he pretends like he doesn’t really care but it makes him real nervous and he avoids it as much as possible.

He wants to get a pet cat but because of Hattori…he will never get to experience being a cat-dad😢

He purrs in his sleep even if he’s not in his kitty form.

An encounter with Rob Lucci…

Y/N loved her job at the fancy cat café that had just opened up in town which has been a real hit with the local people. They had a coffee shop that was separated into two parts, one where you could watch some well taken care of cats through a glass door while having some coffee and macaroons or you could sit with that cats, pet and love on them while having some coffee and macaroons.

The usual customers that they would get were usually the bubbly lot from young kids or golden oldies. However, this day was different.

A tall man with long, dark curly hair walked in wearing a suit and even a top hat. He had an intimidating expression on his face…that was before he immediately turned and looked at the cats, “…I’d like to go in there…please”, Rob said gently.

Y/N was pretty surprised when she saw him, thinking he was perhaps lost and just looking for some directions before he’d be on his way but…nope…he meant to come to the cat café.

“…oh, sure…you’d have to take off your shoes and wear these fluffy slippers…it’s just to make sure the cats are safe and comfortable”, Y/N said gently as she handed him a pair of slippers with a big smile. She honestly didn’t know if he would want that but without hesitation, he immediately changed his shoes and was ready to go in.

“…an eager one”, she whispers to herself as she let him in and followed him as he took a seat before handing him the menu.

Rob looked at the menu curiously as some of the cats already were making their way to him and cuddling close, waiting for him to pet them.

Y/N was surprised with their behavior, it took her a whole month before they warmed up to her! These little traitors!

She couldn’t help but pout when she heard Rob clear his throat to get her attention, “…I’ll take the milk tea with ice and a slice of apple pie”, he said gently before passing the menu back.

“…with the cat shaped boba, right?”, she asked with a smile.

This was the first time she would catch a small smile from the stoic man, “…yes, please…ma’am”.

That sent shivers down her spine, “…I’ll be…right back”, she said before turning and heading off, covering her face with the menu as she blushed darkly.

What the hell was that!?

She gave his order in and then peeped out to see what he was doing.

Rob was gently petting the cats around him and they were absolutely loving it!

Now that Y/N thought about it…all the women in the café had their eyes glued to this mysterious man!

She huffed in response, his charms would not sway her!

She would bring his milk tea and apple pie before gently setting it down, “…they really do like you…the cats I mean…not all the women staring at you”.

He nodded in thanks before taking a sip of his tea, “…always been like that even as a child…with the cats…not the women”, he said calmly.

Y/N glared at the cats that were all over him, “…you know…it took them one month to even get close to me…and here they all are…acting as if they’ve never been loved before”.

This was the first time she’d hear him chuckle in response, “…now, now…they are innocent animals…you shouldn’t feel bad about it, cats are odd creatures”, he’d say gently.

Y/N continued to pout in response as he finished his tea and apple pie before looking at his watch, “…hm…unfortunately my break is almost over…I did enjoy my time here though”, Rob said to the cats…he definitely was talking to the cats.

He made sure to pet every single one before paying before heading out to the door, “…I’ll see you tomorrow, Miss Y/N…try not to be mean to my new friends”, he said with a little smile as he headed out.

Y/N blushed as she watched him, “How’d he know my name!?”, she screamed in her head as she headed back to the cat room and then saw her reflection on a mirror and noticed her name tag inverted before pouting again.

“…ah my name tag…well that was something”, she said before glaring at them cats and huffed, “…no catnip for you guys today!”.

She looked forward to seeing the mysterious cat whisperer the next day…

#one piece #ooc #rob lucci #world government #cp5 #cp0 #cipher pol

[fourseasonscomeandgo]

The Jealousy Playlist: That One Twice Song About Jelly.

Pairing: BLACKPINK Jennie x gn!reader.

Word Count: 1.2k

Genre: Fluff.

When you first started dating Jennie you felt a little out of place. She's so elegant, surrounded by her life full of luxury and her high-class friends, dressed in the best brands, going to events where she rubs arms with rich people.

But as time goes by, you start to get to know your partner more in depth, and so you realized that, in the end, she's just a normal girl, who would rather stay at home with her dogs, order food and watch Friends with you than go to a Chanel party. She's much simpler than you imagined.

Naturally, you feel more comfortable after years of dating her. But you do admit that you're different types of people.

You know what I mean, right?

Like nerds and populars, like elite people and middle-class people, those kinds of distinctions. Well, Jennie is refined, delicate, a typical popular girl, but chill and nice. While you're a gamer.

An addicted, smelly gamer, who disappears for days because you're playing Valorant, whose room is a mess, and who wouldn't react if their very famous, very hot girlfriend showed up naked in their room because you don't want to get killed in the middle of your perfect streak.

You're a gamer who fulfills every stereotype.

Is there a cliché of the cool girl who dates a freaky?

That's why when you met the other members of Blackpink, the click with Jisoo was instant. You two are just pixel junkies who prefer their favorite character in Genshin Impact over real humans.

Since you met, you passed your phone numbers to each other and started contacting from time to time to start a game of anything. Eventually you became very close, as you're always playing together on call.

On friday you went to visit Jisoo, brought your computer and both of you started playing League of Legends. Of course, before you went you let your girlfriend know that you were going to visit her member.

But when sunday came and Jennie went to get a pair of shoes from her friend's apartment, and it was you who opened the door, she couldn't help but get a little upset due to the fact that she didn't know you were there.

"What are you doing here?" She questioned entering the place and taking off her sneakers to exchange them for slippers.

"We're playing LoL, I had already told you." You commented simply.

"Yes," she stated, turning to look at you "on friday you told me you were coming to play LoL." She clarified.

"Yes." You nodded your head.

"You've been here since friday!?" She exclaimed, somewhat frustrated.

"Yes." You repeated.

Let's see, you weren't planning on staying at the older's house for three days, okay, but you didn't think your girlfriend was going to mind either. I mean, you and Jisoo got together to play League of Legends. It doesn't get any less sexy.

The worst part is that now Jennie was mad at both of you and was telling you a lot of things, but you and the blackhaired girl were too sleep deprived to be able to pay attention to her.

Is that a red flag?

You can see Varus in her face.

You ended up gathering your things and going back to her apartment. The moment you walked in you went straight to throw yourself on the bed and fell sound asleep.

You woke up the next morning, barely understanding anything, but you put the pieces of the previous day together one by one.

You were playing League of Legends with Jisoo, you were having an amazing winning streak, you are an amazing Varus, but Jisoo as Rengar is out of this world, she should be playing in the world championship. You had just finished another victorious game and there was a knock at the door, to which your gaming partner, vaguely, already very blinded by sleep and the amount of hours of playing, remembered that your girlfriend would go to get a pair of shoes for some reason. You opened the door and after seeing you, she got mad, and then you ended up here.

Oh, and you haven't had a bath in about four days.

You got out of bed and rummaged through your partner's closet to find some of your clothes left there from other times you've stayed. Finally gathering enough, and a towel too, you headed for the bathroom.

As you left the room, you saw your girlfriend sitting eating breakfast at the kitchen counter, she glanced sideways at you for a moment, but then diverted her eyes to her food.

"I'll take a shower." You notify, but no one responded.

Now clean, you went out and sat down next to her, who was now on the couch. You stared at her, but she was too determined not to pay you any attention at all.

"Jennie."

There was no response.

"Jen."

...

"Love?"

Nothing.

"Did I do something wrong?" You asked in an innocent tone, almost scared or disappointed in yourself.

Jennie turned her head towards you, with a concerned and tender expression on her face.

"No, my love..." she hastened to say, but cut off her own sentence "yes, yes you did do something wrong." She sentenced, as if she had remembered something just then.

"But," you began "I can't apologize to you if I don't know what I did wrong."

"Y/n!" She exclaimed, incredulous "You really don't know?"

"I really don't know." You assumed.

"You stayed three days in a row at Jisoo's house and didn't even tell me." She explained.

"Yes I did tell you!" You protested.

"The first day! You forgot the part where you stayed 48 more hours." She attacked back.

"We were playing, I didn't realize." You explained, softly "Sorry." You added.

"It's not enough."

"Why?"

"Because..." she sighed, stressed "What if you fall in love with Jisoo because she likes the same things you like?" She expressed nervously "My sexy partner spent three days in a row at my sexy friend's house, alone! Anything could have happened." She added.

"Jennie, no one thinks I'm sexy." You said expressionless.

"What are you talking about?"

"All I talk about all the time is games and gamer gear, I never leave my house, I dress in the first thing I find, which sometimes doesn't match, and if I walk too fast I get very agitated and sweat a lot." You explained, to which she made a face of dislike "The day I met you, I told you about the complexity of the Zelda universe and confessed that I've gone as long as eleven days without a bath because I wanted to complete a game."

She brought her hand to her face, covering her mouth, pretending to get emotional, then wiping away a fake tear.

"Baby, that's so hot" She replied sarcastically.

"I know you love me, God! I'm so damn lucky you love me, I'm thankful everyday because someone like you cares for me so much, I would never dare to lose you." You confessed "And less for someone like Jisoo, babe, I've seen that girl pick up takis with her toes to her mouth just to not let go of the joystick." You made a disgusted expression.

"You're right." Assumed your girlfriend, as if falling into reality again now that she was no longer blinded by jealousy.

She moved over to you and hugged you, kissing your cheek, then snuggling up to you.

"But let's be honest," She spoke again "you're an attractive gamer, okay?" You smiled at her observation "You have the most beautiful face and the brightest smile. Honestly, you could be nastier." You both laughed.

—O—O—

okay, i may have exagerated it a little bit, but this was so fun to write. the idea of jennie dating a weird dirty reader for some reason was so cute to me, this is a representation to the smelly part of the gamer community, okay?

sorry if you don't identify as a bathless, antisocial gamer, i still hope everyone likes it<3

—ica.

#kpop imagines #kpop #blackpink imagines #blackpink reactions #blackpink scenarios #blackpink jennie #jennie x reader #jennie imagines #jennie scenario #jennie

[ohbo-ohno]

My brain is stuck on these military men who live with the basics. Like you know that hard bed has only two flat pillow. And there isn’t a damn rug in that whole apartment. Then they kidnap bring home this high maintenance girly (because Johnny absolutely pegged her correctly as someone who would appreciate a good pampering), and are absolutely unprepared for the amount of soft things she demands. Like “you want to keep me? Prove it. Rearrange your life and home for me.”

Like they wanted someone warm and soft to take care of. Bet. Simon’s getting head in a comfy bathrobe and house slippers. Johnny’s giving sexy messages with bougie lotion that smells like real roses.

You know your kidnapped, but damn your skin care routine got gold flakes in it.

high maintence girlfriend x boyfriend who wants to pamper her remains unmatched. tessa bailey you will always be that bitch!

"Like they wanted someone warm and soft to take care of. Bet. Simon’s getting head in a comfy bathrobe and house slippers. Johnny’s giving sexy messages with bougie lotion that smells like real roses." has me losing my fucking MIND, you're literally so funny.

they've been so content with the bare minimum for years thanks to the military, and neither of them has had the desire to pamper each other? like simon would get johnny the moon, but the man doesn't want a plush blanket.

well, he doesn't know that's what he wants. he gets you everything soft he can find at the store and suddenly... starts eyeing a few pillows for himself...

slashhinginghasher wrote this ask and a paragraph of it is dedicated to johnny becoming obsessed with using your shampoo. please read it

#asks and answers #ghoap x reader

[syfynjvall]

YOUR FAVE IS PROBLEMATIC: IT LIVES WITHIN EDITION

mc:

-sees their dead sister’s ghost everywhere

-has cool eyes

-potentially failing their college classes

-feels responsible for and is haunted by the memory of a cute girl that flirted with them for like .2 seconds

-has an abundance of raw power they can’t control and can blast the pants off anyone around them

amalia:

-doesn’t exist in her school’s roster anymore

-kicks ass too well

-is too pretty

-wants to quit fighting monsters to be a lawyer? boring!

lincoln:

-has mommy AND daddy issues

-was a weeb as a teenager

-his hair is prettier than mine

-is an empath

jocelyn:

-does not know what to do when she’s treated with kindness

-too sexy for her own good

-the type of girl who runs for FUN. who does that

-has not stomped on my neck and i need that rectified

abel:

-too smart AND funny AND hot it’s not fair

-probably owns 3 sets of fuzzy bunny slippers

-definitely reads the iliad for fun

-can’t be mean or he’ll die

bonus:

connor:

-takes care of a bunch of traumatized ppl like it’s his job

-most definitely doesn’t sleep. ever

-too good to be Real real with people

-probably has the office as his comfort show

noah:

-buried by a pile of guilt that won’t ever die

-in love with his dead best friend that shadows his every move

-has never known a day of peace in his life

-also never sleeps ever

redfield!mc:

-is a ghost

-bad at baseball

-unironically watches friends

-took the definition of self sacrifice a little TOO seriously

#it lives within #im SORRY for this #but it’s 7 am i cant fall back asleep

[everysongineverykey]

i could go on and on about how the i want to break free music video is such a good fucking examination of gender roles. the way they're all dressed as different female "archetypes" portrayed in pop culture- the exhausted mother with curlers and bunny slippers, the grumpy old spinster, the demure schoolgirl who must still appeal to the male gaze by smiling coyly and shaking her ass innocently while making breakfast, the confidently sexy skimpily-dressed bombshell in the miniskirt. the way that freddie's character sings the line "i don't want to live alone" while in a room WITH three other women because friend groups or female roommates aren't considered "real" partnerships for women. the way that after she sings "god knows i want to break free", freddie opens the door to a crowded room full of people, four men in the spotlight, and she doesn't go through it. there ARE doors in the house, it LOOKS like any one of them could leave any time, but they don't. because even with all the variations between their respective archetypes, not one of these four types of women ever has a job. sure, the schoolgirl can go to school (not to really learn anything, though- she goes to school so she can sit there sweetly and act as a plot device for the male protagonists), and the bombshell might have a date to keep, but that's only if a man comes and picks her up. the girls start and end the video, they are the opening and closing acts, but it's the male freddie, the macho, more masculine him, the real him, who gets to sing about falling in love and walking out the door.

#queen band #hang on don't reblog yet. i have to add something in a reblog #to keep the post from getting too long #this video's so good man

[boxwinebaddie]

rm styles fashion senses... does stan ever wash or is he greasy all across the ninaverse

i got....extremely excited about this question oh my godhsdlhsaks

i am also sorry about how detailed this is i hope u see my vision help

so rm jersey kyle is obviously very y/n coded and when he is at home he's in his clunky glasses, his big stained columbia sweatshirt and his sweats ( i also feel like he wears a lot of cringe like 2014 i speak sarcasm/books are better than people type teeshirts around the house looking exhausted as hell help

....also x2 he takes hot boy morning runs where he exclusively listens to megan thee stallion, cardi b and nicki minaj and kind of looks like someones lululemon mom except hes broke so hes wearing something from target hdlalskjd kyle running down the street to FUCK BEING GOOD IM A BAD BITCH IM SICK OF MOTHERFUCKERS TRYNA TELL ME HOW TO LIVE ) ....BUT!!!!!

in public???

u will never catch that man lacking!!!

like i swear to god when jersey kyle is going to his college lectures, or court with the rest of his class, even just grabbing coffee that man looks like BEAUTIFUL??????!!!!! he looks like a character in the secret history, he's so dark academia coded. like tailored pants, blazers, button down shirts, sweater vests, the leather shoes, the glasses chain??? like you see him in the library in the law section and it's like that's the.....most attractive tall scary man i have ever seen and i want his number but if he looks at me i will throw up slksajdksksja

his hair also bothers him sometimes when he is studying so he carries a lot of hair ties or steals claw clips from bebe/marj and when kyle puts his hair back its...people start walking into walls traffic accidents happen like his BONE STRUCTURE kiss me pls

ok sooooooo ravenstan when he's preforming kind of looks like a nana character honestly!!!! like he wears a lot of black grungey graphic teeshirts usually very ripped up or sleeveless, like a lot of tripp nyc pants like i swear to god the 'tiny pants' are just a really tiny distracting pair of red-black tripp nyc pants with a fuck ton of chains and buckles and patches and shit all over them so....kyle honestly i understand why you were distracted by them because i would also be like...mesmerized shdlkahd

but yeah he wears a lot of demonias and big statement jewelry like safety pins, upside down crosses, big annoying stan rings i really like that black vivienne westwood necklace also that red vial ALSO ALSO his hair is blonde rn!!! bc he was having an angsty moment when he first got signed and SELF BLEACHED his hair and it was a mess hdjhsad management is always trying to fight raven so him bleaching and dyeing his hair just became his Image i swear its been blue, red, pink, purple, green...u name it

its very funny that he looks so hot and cool in person tho bc...

istg out of concert that man is ahsdkshdl like ken knocks on his door and hes dead asleep catnapping and ken is like rae baby get up and hes like no absolutely not and ken is like....dude the milwaulkee show is in 20 minutes GET UP and raven is like URHGJHSLKHD i am not even convinced that is a real place but im up whAteveR

and then is like ok im ready and ken is like YOU CANT WEAR THAT GO CHANGE AGAIN BITCH WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU KHDSLKHDkl and......this is a reoccuring event

like ok ik he wears the cool sexy pants in public BUT he literally thrifted a pair of pajama pants that look like jeans and they are the Pajama Jeans and he fkn wears them everywhere bc they are SO COMFY and management wants to beat his ass so bad bc they are pulling up paparazzi pictures of him like raven what is this

and its him in like cvs buying a green naked juice and a phone charger in a bandana, like the most obnoxious oversized like bubble gum pink anime girl like yumeko jabami shirt, The Pajama Jeans, and like plaid house slippers...its so....

hes like I CAN EXPLAIN ( he cant explain hdlkahd )

he is such a pr nightmare i love him so bad like that man is in the bandana pajama jean anime teeshirt combo so often its sooooo ( also contraily to pep stan i think ravenstan watches so much anime and yes i am embarrassed about it he is my boyfailure son )

BUT YES!!! TO ANSWER UR QUESTION MY STANS ARE GREASY ACROSS THE NINAVERSE!!!!

raven is just a celebrity so they force him At Gunpoint to wash his hair and do his skin care routine....which....he does like....half of...sometimes...when i tell u half raven pov of this fanfic is just managment trying to kill stan because theyre like ok....did u do the things on ur list...and hes like...so i did....3 of them.....KLHDLKSHSKHD AND THEYRE LIKE YOU HAVE TO DO ALL OF THEM THERE IS FIFTEEN THINGS YOU HAVE AN INTERVIEW and hes like OKOKOKOKOK i will....but....will someone grab me a shroom burger and fries from shake shack i am straviNG AND THEYRE LIKE SKHLKDSHLKHDLKSHD ARE U TRYING TO NEGOTIATE LIKE BITCH THIS IS NONNEGOTIABLE GO EXFOLIATE

but also if u see him in public he is sosososososo nice like if u see kyle in public he will unhinge his jaw like a snake and kill u but if u go up to stanraven and are like idk 13 and are like u are so cool i like ur bracelet he will kneel all the way down, take his bracelet off, give it to u, tell u something very specific abt u that he likes about ur energy and take like 40 pictures w u and like 3374097324 are cursed and he will buy all ur groceries and the people behind u <33333333 i luv him

like a lot of people have bad celebrity encounters but all of the raven sightings are so positive like people on twitter are like OH MY GOD I MET RAVEN FROM CRIMSON DAWN AND HES SOOOO PRETTY AND WHEN HE HUGGED ME HE SPUN ME AND HE SMELLS LIKE A CHAI TEA LATTE AND GAVE ME HIS BRACELET AND TICKETS TO HIS NEXT CONCERT AND SIGNED MY TOTE BAG AAAAAAA

anyways.....make sure to like and subscribe ahdsklhad

#i had so much specific stuff to say abt this #they have such a specific vibe in my head #also they are so cute where is the jersey raven rm tv show i want to watch it so bad #like why are they both fashion icons and disasters #something about dark academia college student kyle with the glasses chain and his hair back and his vanilla lavender latte and textbooks #& punk rock superstar ravenstan in the tripp nyc pants and the demonias and big statement jewlery w his hair a million colors is so qt 2 me #like they are a power couple #also stan being such a cute nice candid celeb to run into is so special to me there are a bunch of people running around wearing his 300 #dollar rings and shit and he does not care he is stoked #also yes he drinks so much green juice its in his blood

[critical-thinking-is-mandatory]

Okay off topic but thoughts on the teen titans costumes? (Just star and raven are good i just wanna know your thoughts on them)

Honestly? I actually like them.

Like, i know a lot of people arent huge fans because they find bare skin inherently sexual *cue eyeroll here* but if you've gotten over any Western ideas about skin and modesty, i really really struggle to see how Starfire and Raven could be considered sexualised. Especially compared to well *gestures broadly at every superhero comic ever*.

And also like, if i remember right (do correct me if im not) theres not really anything within the show that specifically sexualises the girls. Not how we see in comics and the ML show. Like i dont ever remember seeing any shots or angles that really focused on and emphasised 'the sexy bits'. So like from an audience or creative pov i dont see any issues with say, putting Starfire in an objectively quite modest crop top and miniskirt, or with putting Raven in a leotard.

As far as in-universe design choices go? I think the costumes suit the girls quite nicely. Personality and combat wise i mean.

Starfire is all absurd strength and shooting lasers from her hands n shit. I can definitely see long sleeves being a fire hazard, as well as obstructing the movement of her arms and shoulders. And the miniskirt? Well, you'd be pleasantly surprised by how much mobility they allow, and, unlike tight fitting shorts, a rip isnt going to continue to spread with each movement until the skirt is useless. (This fact brought to you by my work shorts. May they rest in pieces.)

Plus we have the added bonus of characterisation via outfits. Starfire's tall boots and bits of (what i assume are) armour tell us that she's practical, while the miniskirt adds that she's also fun and feminine.

I will say that the long loose hair drives me absolutely batty. I just want to reach through the screen and put her hair in a freaking braid or something.

Raven is pretty much similar reasoning. She's not a real physical combatant so she doesnt need to concern herself much with mobility, so the cloak and tight long sleeves are allowed to stay. I'm not real impressed by her boots unfortunately, they look very soft, with not much ankle support or protection from being speared (like by stepping on nails. Not fun, i can tell you that.) I can't remember what the sole of Raven's boots look like exactly but my general impression is that her shoes are more like slippers than something you should be wearing in active combat. Idk.

But also! Another great tool for informing her character. The big hood and cloak does a great job of telling us that Raven is quite secretive and mysterious, and the transitions from hood-on to hood-off and vice versa are great indicators of a general switch in mood. Say from being closed off to opening up. Idk i just love when clothes are used for characterisation.

Originally i wasnt going to include Terra but then i just said fuck it.

With Terra you can really tell quite a lot. I dont remember it exactly and im too lazy to google, but, Terra's outfit really works with her. It's casual, practical, and kind of smacks you upside the head with her tomboy nature. But its also very clearly the kind of costume Terra put together by scrounging around. It's not a professional superhero costume designed specifically for her. It's just the kind of outfit a kid on the run would be able to put together. And i just adore that.

#Not ml #Asks #Anonymous #Teen titans superhero costumes

[siremasterlawrence]

Humiliating The Man Of Steel Part 1/2

Clark Kent has no idea why he woke up at exactly at 11 am on a Sunday morning in the midst of the sunlight.

He finds himself rolling off the bed onto his feet slipping into his slippers he lifts up onto his feet.

Now standing at full length his shadow long in length towers over him as he walks off into the kitchen.

He feels a sense attacking his mind taking the form of constant flashed consistently over powering him.

The power draws him down bending over a headache persisting on he falls to his knees in utter excruciating pain.

His hands immediately reaching for his lean perfectly size forehead starting to shake his head to drown the noise.

The noise is constantly ricocheting over and over again bouncing from side to side of his brain.

He tries to ignore it turning on the television screen a buzzing sound erupts with static sounds and black and white screen.

The pan fell from his hand onto the floor it spins out of control slamming to the floor splashing the bacon and eggs everywhere.

In a instant the light bulb in his mind drains of all energy buzzing out of control it shatter into a million pieces.

The shards spread through remnants of his mind bringing him to a holt the sound calls to him.

His feet are moving automatically without

a second guess propelling him closer and closer to the screen.

He knelt down in front of television screen in truly amazing absolution his body falls back like a rock.

Clark rises to his feet in a zombified state

he races to the window jumping out of the window he launches into the sky.

He flew off soaring in the sky a man views his every move from the giant glass globe of epic proportions.

The sunlight radiating over him shining so brightly energizing him to face whatever foe he dares.

The man smirks in a sexy superhero blue suit, gold mask, gloves and gold boots to match.

He is quite stunning, young, handsome, and nerdy black villain building a collection of hero’s.

At the daily planet Clark sweeps into the main building through a open window and walks into the hallway.

He enters the main office making a bee line to his future wife and co-worker Lois Lanes desk with a wicked smile.

Lois raises upward to his feet staring at him so lovingly, she is unable to see the truth that he is corrupted.

“What’s up Smallville? You are late.” She ask him thinking he is the same guy she always knew.

“I came here for you to give me interview my darling. One that will change the path of this world forever.” Clark whispers.

Lois Lane is a world renown reporter for the Daily Planet newspaper grabbing a pen and pad while a video records them for live tv play back.

Lois is horrified by the strange things Clark is saying about how horrific human lives are and how useless people can be.

Clark floats into the air holding his breath in then using his super breath blow the entirety of this building apart.

Clark laughs evilly letting his voice harshly reverberating through the city in resounding fiery passion of hate. The citizens and a crew of reporters stare in horror.

The fear, screams and the share nightmare of a scene he is witnessing before himself breaks him from his streak of villainy.

Clark freaks out in pain his eyes water then burn up with laser vision shooting towards space and he burst out in a cry.

The tears slowly stream down his face at the sight of Perry, Lois, Jimmy and both of his parents laying lifeless on the floor.

A darkness covers the area in a pitch black cloud of darkness water pours raining down on him.

Clark is snap back to reality to see a young African American man standing on a huge building across from him.

Clark flew over to him landing on the roof top to face him head on standing toe to toe.

“Who are you? Why are you doing this?”

“You figured that out fast, you may call me

Blue Cosmic for now.”

“How did you manipulate me into doing this?”

“You are easily controlled with magic or mind control you fool.”

“Truth be told all I did is unleash the real you from within.”

“You will never control me and you shall never own me.”

“My power is running deep into your blood.”

“Your veins are popping all of your dna is transforming.”

“My influence coursing at super speed into that mind of yours.”

“I no longer need to hold back at least with you than.”

“Feel the pain of thousand suns.”

“I am The Last Son of Krypton.”

“I know all of your tricks now”

“You can’t best me again”

“Are you quite sure about it?”

“Cracking your bones”

“You seem to be embracing the darkness “

“Shut up!”

Superman had enough leaps into the air with one punch he hits me head on sending me flying.

My body due to a punch boroughs a wide hole into a massive rock formation as rubble falls onto me.

He lands on the ground his red boots can be seen from miles away, I punch the rubble till it’s nothing.

Once I am on my feet again Clark positions himself to fight me Instead I snap my fingers with a loud clap to it.

The sound is a rush air pooling to gather past Clark reshaping a portal behind him.

The portal opens up using his own strength against him he drains Clark shoving him into the portal.

Clark is thrust forward into a spiral void of nothingness and everything all at once.

His life plays on constant reminder of what he once had and who he no longer is.

The world hates him now, people are lost in sea to terror and he is at the mercy of this man.

“You poor fool Clark”

“You could have anyone and anything “

“Be a criminal like you”

“I am no criminal “

“No thanks!”

“Even now you resist”

“I will never give in”

“I will never give up”

“Fuck you!”

“Fall into the void”

“Succumb to it”

“Be one with the void”

“Yyyyyeeeeesss”

“No I cannot…I won’t “

“You have no choice “

“I will escape this”

“I will bring you to justice”

“I will win, truth and justice always does.”

Falling from the void Clark lands onto a odd plain of existence where time itself does not exist.

“Welcome Superman!”

“You can’t use your power”

“There is no sun”

“You have been stripped of your power.”

“You fail to be victorious now.”

“All this free will comes crushing you down”

“I am all that encompasses this.”

“This reality can’t hold me back”

“The Man Of Steel can’t be defeated.”

“You have so much more to learn.”

“As if you can teach me”

“Will see bitch.”

The end

#Hypno Succumbing

[jazzy-art-time]

Ramblings about Ulbrecht below the cut because I’m having feelings and slapping down useless character shit into the public space is my job

Warning for sensitive content mentioned under the cut (will tag accordingly)

Originally Ulbrecht was just gonna be a kinda one off guy for AskScrafty. Just someone to be “competition” with Solo, to help him gain some courage and such.

Someone older than Jody that Solo despised their relationship over. Enough to become brave enough to stand up to Ulbrecht and confess his true feelings to Jody. Then Ulbrecht would just kinda fade into irrelevance after a bit, same with Oxide.

But then Solo kinda developed in his own way. Then the addition of Priest and other concepts made Ulbrecht’s addition obsolete and kinda pointless.

So I started working more on the Arc that Ulbrecht/Oxide appear in. Making it more about Jody being separated from everyone else and how that effects her and how it effects Diane (who becomes afflicted with her curse in Jody’s absence).

But then I thought about Jody and what I could do to bring more to the table on her relationship building.

Ulbrecht originally was just. Something she could smash like I’m sorry it’s blunt and vulgar but that was basically it. And Oxide was just Ulbrecht’s little “lacky” that occasionally swore. Nothing major

So then I started to develop Ulbrecht and Oxide more to add flavor. Giving Ulbrecht some basic bitch “oh I’m a assassin I kill people ooooo aren’t I sexy” kinda thing. And Oxide becoming more of a “loveable sidekick” to Ulbrecht. Less “dumb lacky for Ulbrecht to pick on and bring him his slippers” but more of a legit person with a actual personality

Then I looked into Ulbrecht and Oxide in general. Oxide was a orphan that Ulbrecht picked up to use as a lacky. So I went huh. Now that their relationship is better, maybe we can kinda get some “adopted this lost child” going on. Cuz I’m a sucker for found family.

Then their relationship got more wholesome and whatnot and I was satisfied. But then I just. Ulbrecht I just didn’t see anything with him. I didn’t have anything for him other than “crybaby backstory now I kill people for money”.

So naturally I had to work into it deeper and what IS Ulbrecht’s backstory. And at THAT point I realized I needed to make a drastic change to everything in a way that I enjoyed.

So here we are now.

Ulbrecht grew up with his sister and his parents. His father is a horrible person, real into illegal gambling and other things of that nature. Naturally the father drags his family down with him.

Ulbrecht eventually loses his mother after his father gambles with some Russian Roulette (using her as the subject) and it kills her.

Once his mother is gone, Ulbrecht and his sister are entirely under his fathers control.

His father decides to use Ulbrecht for little odd dangerous errands on his behalf. Usually to have Ulbrecht take the beating for not paying gambling losses.

Eventually father begins to see how “sturdy” Ulbrecht is and how quickly he seems to heal.

Father gets like. Trademark BigDollarSign Eyes. And decides to enter Ulbrecht into those under ground fight rings, basically forcing a 15 year old to fight grown adults in a under ground ring.

Ulbrecht learns to get good at fighting (he snaps a bit) and father ends up making a lot of money off him.

Ulbrecht also ends up getting someone pregnant at 15 and gets stuck with the baby (I won’t go into much detail about this as it involves grooming)

Father kills the woman who Ulbrecht was with because she was a creep, but forces Ulbrecht to keep the baby as “real men stand behind their mistakes” or some bullshit reasoning. His father is a awful person just reiterating. So his morals and things he shoved on Ulbrecht are supposed to be irrational and stupid (much like irl people deal with these situations COUGH I’mnotprojecting COUGH)

So Ulbrecht begins to have to juggle with raising a baby at 15 along with continuing his fathers fight club. (With SOME help from his sister when father wasn’t watching, as he told her to not help Ulbrecht)

So the baby is, quite simply. That is Oxide. Oxide is now Ulbrecht’s biological father. So that explains their connection now.

Ulbrecht grows up and such, eventually leaving the “underground fighting” and becoming a more well known legit fighter. He uses most of his money to help raise Oxide and get him what he needs (the other half goes to Father)

And reaching the point to where he’s in the blog, he’s a full on lethal ass higher dude. I don’t wanna say boxing because his fights are still more brutal. Like those underground fights but more legal if that makes sense. So now he’s a big beefy guy with his 19 year old son.

He still works for his father and such but he’s accepted it by now.

Until Jody comes into play. Lost and away from everyone else she ends up in Ulbrecht’s company (I can’t say more spoilers or something idk I’m working on it)

Eventually they enjoy each others company. Both eventually confide in one another with their CSA experiences. Because both really just shove it out of their head but seeing the other deal with it helps both of them really “come to terms” with it and begin proper healing

And blahblahblagblag did anyone even read all of this? I don’t care I typed it out anyways

But yeah. Ulbrecht has come a long way for me as my character and honestly I just am happy he’s like. A character now? And not like… NPC who speaks twice then explodes.

I know nobody really cares that much about ask-Scrafty but listen. Listen to me. I have spent a unholy amount of time on the characters and story for that specific thing. They are important to me in more ways than one and I will DIE on this hill over these stupid lizards.

#honestly all of the characters on ask-Scrafty could have their own blog and storyline for how much I have on them #not art #text post #swearing #cursing #cussing #grooming mention #teen pregnancy mention #csa mention #violence mention #death mention