#and again sorry ari

[mafukasa]

medpocket rkgk yall can have as a treat.

#medicine pocket #medpocket #medpoc #reverse 1999 #re1999 #fanart #aris art #not sorry for re1999 posting it will happen again probably

[soapsbaby]

Miguel O'Hara Headcanons

Summary: I just have some ungodly thoughts after watching Across the Spider-Verse and I need to share. Enjoy!

Characters: Miguel O'Hara x reader Rating: nsfw Warnings / Themes: Fangs and biting, Domination, Praise kink, humiliation Word count: 600ish

There is no other way to put this, this man is an absolute menace. He knows exactly what you can take and whenever the possibility arises he will push you right to that line.

He is a brat tamer. He secretly loves when you defy him because it means he gets to put you back into your place and be rough with you “as a punishment”. Whatever it takes to put you back in line, he’ll do. He’s a big fan of slapping and spanking you, but if you piss him off enough he’s also not beyond edging and or overstimulating you until you feel like you’ll pass out.

He knows the obsession you have with his fangs and he’s not afraid to use them on you. He loves dragging them across your skin, leaving marks. Sometimes he’ll even lightly bite you, only enough to slightly draw blood. It’s one of his favorite things to see you squirm under the sharp pain.

He loves marking you up, making sure everyone knows who you belong to. He doesn’t have an ounce of shame in his body when it comes to other people knowing the things he does to you.

He can’t ever keep his mouth shut and will absolutely talk you through it. Yes, good girl, there you go, making me feel so good. See, I knew you could take it. Told you you could.

Has a huge thing for the noises you makes when he fucks you and will go extra hard to make sure he gets you to whimper. If you dare try to cover your mouth with your hands he will pull them off and hold them above your head. 

His job is exhausting and he will routinely use you to fuck his frustrations out on. You never mind. 

He is strong so he can pick you up and fuck you against whichever surface he pleases and push you into whichever position he needs you in.

He loves eating you out but you better be prepared. He won’t stop until you can’t even remember your own name anymore. One orgasm isn’t anywhere near enough for him. He loves how wet and overstimulated you get after a few ones and how whiny you are when he then finally fucks you.

He has a major primal kink. He loves the thrill of hunting you down and then fucking you wherever he finds you. He loves feeling how quickly your heart beats when he grabs you and holds you down. 

He will alway check in with you if he has even the slightest suspicion that anything is going over your limits. Even if it’s just a quick “are you with me, Baby?”. Unless you are enthusiastically submitting to him he won’t do anything to you. 

He is the absolute best at aftercare. He will do whatever it takes to make sure you are taken care of physically, but even more so emotionally.  He will hold you for as long as you need and make sure you feel listened to. He will literally carry you around in his arms if that is what it takes for you to be happy.

#i need to actually write fics again waaahahhhhh #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #spiderman 2099 x reader #miguel o'hara headcanons #ari writes #this is super low effort i'm sorry i'm just full on feral rn

[localravenclaw]

Sebastian Sallow going through his reading list

#i'm sorry. here i go again with my shitposts #sebastian sallow #hogwarts legacy #ari does a thing #ari edits #original seb image made by rypnami

[psychopomparia]

Imagining Sunday when he got his wings pierced:

CW: Mature, erogenous zone, NEEDLE, suggestive. I...had thoughts and I wanted to write them; no proof read btw; wrote this on a whim. I hope this is not too OOC, we only know so much on Sunday so...

What if Sunday's wings were sensitive? A light touch to them causes him to flinch; those calm eyes widen for a split second at the interaction. Yet, Sunday wears those studs on his wings. Two spiky studs to be exact. If a mere graze of a hand caused his shoulders to stiffen slightly, how did those piercings make him react?

The sight of Sunday going to Halovian piercing studio in his youthful days. As a member of the Family, he ought to look presentable. Perhaps, an added accessory to his wings would increase his aesthetics?

Yet, a Halovian's wings are a bit..sensitive to say the least. They are one's pride and joy, but also one's weak point if messed around. If anything, it might seem like a form of masochism for a Halovian to even get piercing on their wings. As the representative of the Family, he is willing to endure all types of pain - even for the sake of the Harmony.

So, there he was, in a private lounge with his hands folded on his lap. He reclines back on the leather chair, and the smell of rubbing alcohol lingers around him. His gloved thumb fiddles with the satin handkerchief to calm his nerves. The man tending to him reassured Sunday that he was a professional. Any unsightly behavior from the Halovian would remain in this room; no one would hear of what happens in this room. This is a private matter.

As soon as the man started cleaning his wing, Sunday's shoulders tensed up. Cold liquid pouring on his wing meant to disinfect it, but all it did was send shivers down his spine. He bit the inside of his cheek to remain composed and his eyes remained shut. While the piercer searched his drawer for the needle, Sunday squirmed around in in chair. One hand rests on the armrest while the other rests under his chin -the handkerchief grazing his lips.

He knew the next step. He's had his ears pierced before with his sister. That needle would mark him and stab into his flesh. But, that was their ear. It lasted a few minutes and only felt a dull, sharp pain. No, this time it's his wings. A more erogenous area for him.

The area for his piercing is marked. He asked for two piercings, so double the penetration. Double the consequences. The hairs on the back of Sunday's neck rose yet his outward appearance seemed placid. Despite the lingering cold sensation on his wings giving him goosebumps, that signature calm smile bore on his face.

Would it change once the needle went it?

Yes.

The needle's penetration into his wing causes the carefully crafted facade of Sunday to slip out. Now, his hand gripped forcefully on the armrest while the other clenches the handkerchief; the one he's currently biting into. It's difficult to suppress the whimpers, but muffling them is the least he can do. His eyes rolled back slightly while tears crept in. An overwhelming sensation of pain and arousal bubbled inside him. It hurt, but Aeons, it felt so good. The needle struck again for the second hole causing him to whine softly. His body squirms around like those origami birds stuck in cramped spaces.

"Too much," Sunday babbles to himself. It's too incoherent and soft for the piercer to notice. Dazed, Sunday didn't realize the piercer had already inserted the studs into the new holes. Soon, he began cleaning the area again. Sunday's jaw slacks as the liquid coats his wings for the second time. Any thoughts he had faded and only heat consumed him. Everything felt numb to him. He was unaware that the piercer completed his job and begun explaining the aftercare.

Sunday took the handkerchief loosely hanging from his mouth quickly and dabbed the corners of his mouth. He blinked quickly to regain his composure, even if his cheeks were flushed. The piercer jotted down a few remainders on a notepad to reinforce his explanation. He could sense Sunday's disoriented state. The man patted Sunday on his back and made his way to the exit. All Sunday could understand was that the man needed to attend to other clients, but he could feel free and calm himself down in the room. The room is a private longue after all. Equipped with soundproof padding and a lock. As soon as the man left, the words finally hit him.

His gaze peered at the hand mirror on the work table, and now he understood what the man meant by "calm himself down." Sunday looked absolutely debauched. His eyes were cloudy and watery from the impending tears. Mouth agape and lips glossy with saliva. His face was flushed, and small beads of sweat dripped past his cheek. He could clearly see and feel how horny he was. The blood flowing down south made itself present through twitching thighs. A gloved hand snakes down to palm his erection. A soft groan escapes him, and he closes his eyes to enjoy the sensation. A libidinous thought occurs to him. Perhaps, he could indulge in "calming methods."

After all, aftercare is essential in any piercing.

#ari writes #ngl i just wrote this on a whim #hsr sunday #sunday hsr #suggestive #tw suggestive #tw needle #honkai star rail #hsr smut #again no beta read this is raw writing #sorry if this might be ooc #see this as sunday before he became waaayy more active in his duty #sensitive wings are just hot in general #i should explore more of this soon once we get more info on sunday

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

THINKING MANY THOUGHTS

#sorry for making posts that literally only i care abt or understand. it Will happen again #KOTOKOOOO THE WOMAN THAT YOU AREEEEEEE #they’re so……… so similar but also so different #twisted allies of justice my beloveds <333 #thinking abt them constantly. nothing sexier than a character who only sees the end beyond the means 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 #they make me ill #ari noises ✩

[greyias]

There are two wolves inside of me for this scene before the big boss fight at the end of Act 2.

One is dying of feels over the dialogue options with Gale, and him deciding to choose you over everything else.

The other one is dying for a completely different reason

as all three of the big bads of this game start raising their rings to the sky, and shouting out their element

THIS IS THE FUCKING ABSOLUTE??? THIS??? Not the giant mass of tentacles that said my puny mortal self could never comprehend their being... but this absolutely silly looking brain with it's itty bitty wings and this glowing tiara from Claire's, like they're all about to go get shit faced for Absolute's bachelorette party?

A++++ I am here for this

#grey's bg3 tag #bg3 spoilers #bg3 posting #I'M SORRY #BUT I STARTED GIGGLING MADLY AT THAT STUPID BRAIN #it's so ridiculous i love it #please ignore the discrepancy of blood splatter #i was giggling so much at the brain #i forgot to get enough screencaps #and went back to get more #and was like 'wait i should wash this blood off' #and then once again forgot to get repeats #ari's og campaign

[oofuri2003]

fanart of 6 characters (and in this case, some OCs) meme! This was super fun, I might do another round of these soon <3

Tagging everyone who requested:

@sqwick @bearygyujin @comintoyoulive @silvercrane14 @sarahsedserio @alphabetsouppredictsyourdoom

#my art #SOOOO FUNNNN #THANK YOUUU CRANE FOR PICKING NAONI <3 free excuse to draw the boy #sorry if it looks like he got some favoritism. well it is because he did. #and ari i hope i didnt take too many liberties w yoshi!! #have never drawn momoe somehow so i chose her and <3 i would do it again #haruhi i need to like. develop hcs for. sorry i dont have any by default so she looks a little flat!

[dungeons-and-dragon-age]

If you're still taking the preconception/hc asks: June is good at at least one creative skill; Liam had trouble wrangling Bethany and Carver growing up and got pranked/set up by them way too many times; it takes Ari a long time to make decisions because he has to meticulously examine every bit of information before he comes to a conclusion.

Heya! Thanks for sending some in :]

June is good at at least one creative skill

Gotta give this one a 2/10 :') So far she has not had any luck with creative skills at all. Not giving it a 0 though because granted, she has not tried many and has never had the patience to try one long enough to get good at one, so perhaps if she gave it some effort she'd find one!

Liam had trouble wrangling Bethany and Carver growing up and got pranked/set up by them way too many times

Hmm wanna say 8/10; pretty accurate! Liam quickly learned that trying to flaunt his authority as older brother got him nowhere. It was fine when they were little, but once they got old enough to be more independent and mischievous he was in for a rough time lolol. In their defence, Liam was absolutely not innocent lol, he messed with the twins plenty as well.

it takes Ari a long time to make decisions because he has to meticulously examine every bit of information before he comes to a conclusion.

10/10. Absolutely correct fsdlfjls. It's why he is a very good planner, but very very bad at spontaneous decision making. Which gives him even more reason to try and think of every possibility beforehand

#thank you again! #and sorry that it took me so long to get around to it |'D #oc ask game/ my answers #my ocs #oc: june trevelyan #oc: liam hawke #oc: ari adaar

[secretsbehindthenine]

Thanks for kindly replying!

I sorta want to request a RC9GN story about Randy having a lonely birthday (which Howard has again forgotten about because… he forgets his bestie’s all the time!).

PS: Yeah, I’m a very sfw person but I don’t want to tread into shipping territory atm, so I’ll stay safe with the bromance friendship route.

Sorry about the late response! I'm currently halfway into the fall semester of college, so I'm working on a butt-load assignments at the moment. So, forgive me if any part of this feels rushed. 🥲

Also...I know your prompt wanted it to be centered on Howard forgetting Randy's birthday, but the whole "Randy having a lonely birthday" reminded me of a plot point in my Idol!AU that covers just that. Inspiration struck, so I had to write it out. I hope you don't mind! 😅

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Time was a funny thing. Despite its consistency, the way it moves along at the same rhythm and tempo for everybody on earth, the way you process its passage will never be the same as how others go about it.

It had been six months since Randy came to Akemioka. 26 weeks since he decided to keep the other trainees at arm’s length, the last words Howard said to him replaying in his mind over and over again like a looped song. 181 days since he dedicated his time to testing the limits of his vocal range, improving his dancing skills, and practicing his Japanese. Anyone else would’ve thought those 4,344 hours were the longest they’ve ever endured, or the fastest that has ever managed to give them the slip. But Randy? He watched the clock in real time. Felt all 260,640 minutes pass by him like a classmate in a busy hallway. Time wasn’t a tangible thing; you couldn’t reach out and grasp it, as if it was a ball you had to catch or a bar you needed to grab. And yet, those 15,638,400 seconds churned something fierce in the depths of his stomach. It twisted his guts, pushed bile up his throat, got tears swelling up in the corners of his eyes. Every breath, whether slow-deep or shaky-shallow, was weighed down by the ticks that resonated from each clock Randy came across. All because Randy spent 15,638,400,000 milliseconds avoiding others like the plague, hoping—no, praying the thought of him being a major-league shoob would never cross any of their minds. Isolation was key. If he didn’t want to prove Howard right, if he didn’t want to run the risk of letting down anybody else, he had to alienate himself from everybody. He needed the loneliness, the company of himself and himself alone. That’s the only way he’ll be able to survive all this.

Except…

Birthdays weren’t a private thing. Not to Randy. It was unfathomable to him, to spend a day centered on the fact that you beat out the odds and lived another year in complete, utter seclusion. This accomplishment, this goal post, needed to be shared with others. It needed to be celebrated with the people you care about the most. That’s how it’s always been for Randy every time March 21st rolled around. He always had his friends and family at his side, congratulating him for the mere feat of being alive. He always had somebody to wish him a happy birthday, to give him a gift and lift up his spirits.

Until now, that is.

It had been 6 months since he left Norrisville right in the midst of the week before Thanksgiving break. 6 honking months since his fight with Howard and the end of a friendship he’d wholeheartedly believed would follow him to his grave. Randy knew 6 months after November was March. He knew he’d be spending his 15th birthday in Japan. Yet, it took his parents calling him at 6am sharp to actually accept that. It took his parents’ smiling faces on a tiny-ass screen, idly remarking that they had to get the timing just right so that their birthday message for him would be the first thing he woke up to, for him to finally acknowledge that, yes. It was his birthday now. Randy was officially 15 years old. And this phone call right here was all he’d be getting this year. No gifts. No parties. No…Howard. Just him and his parents on opposite sides of the Pacific, with only their phones keeping them connected.

If it wasn’t for the fact that his roommate was literally right next to him, Randy would’ve cried right then and there.

#Ari answers #imadumdumjewel #rc9gn idol au #rc9gn #randy cunningham 9th grade ninja #randy cunningham #this bit will definitely pop up soon in a later chapter of the idol!au fic #except more polished b/c i really felt like i rushed this one 😖 #i really didn't want to keep you waiting!! #so i wanted to post this ASAP #once again sorry if there are any errors and for not sticking 100% to the prompt!!

[skitskatdacat63]

Oh boy I can't wait to get 5 hours of sleep before this gp 🌚

#fernando. im gonna need you to pull out a banger performance today #to make me waking up worth it #hes gonna win the race guys....... #forgot to draw him with a crown but tnats fine because hes gonna win #if not im gonna need to draw myself au comfort art 😭😭😭😭😭 #but god i really hope its noy a boring race(for me) cause ill just be morose and pass out for 4 hours #I WANNA BE HAPPY AGAIN 🥺 LIKE ZANDVOORT #hey guys remember that 15 years ago he won from starting 15 place- dont worry about the circumstances behind that #but ugh i guess i try to think about how good his starts are #like p5 wasnt that promising 2 race ago but hey look where we go #*got #sorry but i am kinda just manifesting a ferr//ari fuck-up and me//rc of course #nothing else matters as long as nandos on top 👏👏👏👏👏👏 #my mclaren boy isnt even up there either so :(((( #MANIFESTING PLEASE #sorry i am tiresd and delusional and am resigning myself to so little sleep 😭😭😭😭 #i gotta be positive in some form! #im tired enough that i really am considering praying to my fernando poster HAHAHAHAH 😭😭😭😭 #about to kneel down i swear to god #catie.rambling.txt

[heraldofcrow]

Ok, I have been torn on who that blond-haired child in the Cainhurst portraits is for so long now, but I finally settled on Arianna, which was my original theory. Furthermore, I have decided that I like the idea of Arianna being a lost daughter of Annalise (naturalborn, not a child of blood dregs), and that’s why Oedon specifically chooses her to bear a supernatural child. So, that means the portrait would be the former queen holding her grandchild.

I mean, it’s an interesting theory and I think it’s the only one that I am finally willing to accept and keep.

#potato child is Ari for me <3 #also i finally finished developing my backstory for Annalise and holy shit #i traumatized myself again #why do i keep doing this #sometimes the twisted inspo just hits and you suddenly have the most horrific character origin you can think of #sorry Anna <3 #can’t wait to write her and Crow #cainhurst #queen annalise #arianna woman of pleasure #bloodborne #CrowNotes

[cherry-ari]

I mean no ill intent to people who got into rottmnt late, for whatever reason, but I do find it annoying when talking about its cancelation the term, "we failed the show" is used.

I try not to feel bitter about it, but as someone who watched the show as it aired from the moment it premiered and had to deal with tmnt fans insulting the fuck out of it for years, I didn't fail shit 💥💥💥

#sorry been thinking about rottmnt again #rise of the tmnt you mean the world to me #the fandom hasnt felt the same since the movie came out though which has bummed me a bit #ari speaks #rottmnt

[andrewblur]

i have a broken blood vessel on my cheek that looks kinda like the aries symbol & its literally my favorite part of my body its so cute

#its my moms zodiac sign <3 #i also have an aries symbol tattoo #andrew.txt #sorry was staring at a pic of my face for like 15 mins it will happen again

[greyias]

I like how Lae'zel and Astarion are having a preening/pissing contest, meanwhile an inanimate object is screaming it's head off?????

#grey's bg3 tag #bg3 posting #bg3 spoilers #what is happening???? #i'm sorry lae'zel but your personal quest must go on hold again #until i can find out why a random treasure chest is screaming at the top of its lungs???? #ari's og campaign

[plasticanwires]

a weight

#sorry i had to take this one out of the drafts lol #ari and tim #… #she’s not actually crying. you know when you’re 14 and think it’s so tragic that someone you marginally knew died #and you go their funeral. but again you only marginally know them #ariana dzerchenko

[doctorwhoisadhd]

having many thoughts about 12jack.

#12 straddling jacks chest hitting him in the face = their foreplay <3 #ari opinion hour #sorry to everyone i know irl who follows me here. it WILL happen again