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jesslikestowrite · 2 years
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As much as I love Byler having a soft and sweet love confession, what if instead they have a love confession after a heated argument???? Mike finds out that Will lied about the painting so he confronted him because he was furious that Will could even lie to him because that's his best friend, his Will, and Will never lies to him so of course he's angry and confused and wants to know why so he goes to confront him, but that confrontation turns very heated very fast. There's a lot of yelling, but both boys can barely focus on what they saying because their hearts are beating so loud that that is all they can even hear, but then Mike says something that makes both of them freeze in shock. Even Mike was shock at his words. With tears going down his face, Mike says "I love you" for the first time to his best friend. Will gets angry and thinks that Mike is lying. Of course Mike had to be lying because how could he ever get lucky enough to have the one person he has spend his whole life loving actually end up loving him back. But Mike tried to assure him that's he's not lying. You would have to be a pretty terrible person to lie about that. Mike says it again and again and again. As many times as it takes Will to believe him. And then he does. And he tells Mike how of an idiot he is, but of course he tells him that he loves him back. He has loved him since forever and he tells Mike that. And now they both crying. And then they kiss. For the first time. And finally, for the first time in forever, they are both happy.
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autistic-ranpo · 2 years
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reddie au where theyre still in highschool they only know each other bc of mutual friends. they still hang out, but only with the group.
they both like each other, but only eddie still thinks it might be requited. richie has long since given up hope, has accepted that no one could ever love a loser, an idiot like him.
one day bev starts teasing richie because he's the only one out of the three of them (richie, bev and stan) that doesnt have a date for the school's dance
and because richie hates being embarrassed he reaches out to the only other single person he knows.
eddie.
but the thing is, eddie doesnt know that richie's just doing it so he won't get teased. eddie just thinks he's so lucky that his longtime crush is asking him out. he's so excited, he tells everyone he knows, he spends hours getting ready before the dance, he picks out his nicest suit. hell, he even buys richie a bouquet of his favourite flowers.
but when he gets there, all dressed up and so, so thrilled to be here with richie, richie tells him.
he tells him that the only reason he asked eddie out was because there was no one else available. that he wasnt even planning to dance with eddie, even as friends. he said that the most they would interact was a conversation or two. you didnt think i was serious, did you?
yeah, i guess i fucking did, richie
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candyriku · 3 days
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It's still scaly since it's only a week old but I couldn't hold off posting it anymore - here's my Riku tattoo!!!!
Reference under the cut - it's that manga panel, of course :-)
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I made an edit to remove the text boxes and the rain and sent it to my artist, and she made a few more changes like giving him a fully defined mouth!
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Rain and mountain have evolved since I first sketched them. Swiss is a newcomer
This is just a lighting/facial composition/expression/shampoo/conditioner/dish soap/laundry detergent/motor oil practice all in one. Constructive criticism is welcome and appreciated :)
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ugetelynx · 9 months
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No motivation to actually draw something decent but I also can’t not draw them so serennedy nation take my low effort doodles as a gift
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catboy-kakashi · 2 years
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Post Day of Unity where NOBODY adopts Hunter. There were so many candidates that everyone assumed someone else had taken him home
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squoobest · 8 days
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new inabakumori song goes hard i genuinely love the mv for this one too the editing is so SO crisp . i'm gonna listen to this during splatfest tonight
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skybristle · 5 months
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ill do rw doodle requests :]
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lorraine-j · 8 months
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Hmmmm
Story idea...
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12carrierpigeons · 1 year
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to stay homoerotisim rules my life is an understatement
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oncasette · 2 years
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𝗟𝗔𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗥𝗬 𝗗𝗔𝗬
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bradley bradshaw x fem!reader
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“Honey, baby, sweetie pie. Light of my life. What were you expecting? No panties and my academy shirt?” 
or the one where bradley comes home to find you washing some clothes. literally this is just smut babes. 
warnings: smut, literally pwp, oral (f! recieving), short n sweet n to the point baby
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You were out of clothes. Totally, completely, out of underwear, out of clothes. 
The only clean thing you could find was a pair of plaid pajama pants you’d stolen from your roommate in college and one of Bradley’s old naval academy tees, and while it wasn’t your most fashionable combo, it would have to make do for the couple hours it was going to take you to do laundry. 
You’d just gotten your first load—of five, you’d already separated them—in the wash when you heard the key turning in the front door down the hall. 
Odd. Bradley’s never home before five on weekdays. And it was one. 
“Sweetheart?” you heard him call out. Yeah, it was definitely Brad. 
“Mud room!” you replied before tucking the detergent back onto the shelf. 
You heard him drop his keys in the bowl, his duffle by the door. His shoes must’ve been kicked off, too, because you hadn’t heard them clunking down the hall before he snuck up behind you. 
“Don’t you look sexy,” he whispered, mustache brushing against your ear as he wrapped his arms around your waist. You can feel his flight suit bunched up around his waist, tied there to give his torso more direct contact with you through the thinner fabric of his t-shirt. 
“Shut up-“
“No, I’m being serious,” he chuckled. His thumbs are hooked into the waistband of your pants. Before long, all of his fingers are pushing past the elastic. 
He’s not even trying to get in your pants, really, he’s just always had a fixation with skin-to-skin. Whenever possible, he’s pushing your clothes out of the way to palm at your skin. 
“You’re home early,” you hummed, relaxing back into his embrace. 
“Training got rained out,” he said, punctuated by a distant crackle of thunder. Huh, you hadn’t noticed it was storming. Probably due to your dirty laundry debacle. 
“Good day, then?” He was always a little more chipper when it stormed. He loved flying, you knew that, but you also knew those bonus days off didn’t hurt him, either. 
“Better now that I know you’re not wearing any panties,” he said, his lips catching the edge of your jaw. You can already feel the semi he’s rocking against your ass. 
The washing machine shook violently as Bradley slowly walked the both of you forward until your front was pressed against it. His right hand had shifted, now fully on track to cup your bare heat with his calloused fingers. He was nothing if not efficient
“Bradley,” you panted. God, you forgot how big his hands were sometimes. His index finger just barely brushed your clit on its journey down, sending your hips jolting forward into them. 
“Just be good for me, honey,” he murmured. 
“Fuck me,” you groaned. He dipped two of his fingers down into your slick, spreading your essence so that he could circle your nub with ease. 
“Trust me. I’m trying,” he mumbled, hips jumping to push you further into the vibrations of the machine. 
“Don’t get all smart with me,” you said. 
“Don’t act like you don’t love my mouth,” he said only to then attach said mouth to the hinge of your jaw. His other hand slips out of your waistband to push the thin fabric of his old shirt up your body until it's bunched above your bra-less tits. 
His thumb replaces his index finger as he slides the rest of his digits lower until they’re barely brushing against your entrance. You can practically taste the whine that was building up at the base of your throat, but God if he doesn’t move his fingers, you might actually implode. 
It was unfair how quickly he was able to work you up, if you were being honest. 
“Don’t be mean,” you whimpered as his fingers dipped back up to circle your clit once more only to abruptly rip his hand away from your core completely a second later. 
“Wouldn’t dream of it,” he pulls back from you enough to spin you around, lips finding yours the second you were facing him. 
You’re still being pressed into the washer, legs caging you in as his hands find solace against your hip bones and he licks into your mouth. He’s so warm, even with the storm raging outside and the rain having dampened his hair slightly. Always running hot. 
“You’re such a tease, you know that,” you breathed against his lips. 
“Says you,” he said, shuffling the two of you over to the inactive dryer before tapping his hand against your hip. “Jump for me, baby.” 
It takes him a second, having you up there and slightly above him, before he’s dropping to his knees and tugging your pants down. It isn’t as sexy as you know he wanted it to be. It takes a good bit of fidgeting and adjusting for you to get the damn things over your ass enough to pull them down your legs, and you wonder, for a second, if it would’ve just been easier to take them off when you were still standing. But, he’s so eager the thought flits out of your head before you have time to pay it any attention. 
“Please,” you exhaled as he inched closer to you. Lips on the bend of your knee, hands atop of each of your respective thighs to keep them separated. 
“What do you want?” he asked as he trailed his lips further up your thigh. So far you could feel his breath fanning against your weeping slit only to skip right over it and descend down your opposite leg. 
“You know what I want,” you said. His stalled, breathing hitched as he adjusts himself on his knees. 
“Need to hear you say it. Wanna hear you say it for me,” he mumbled as you threaded your fingers through his hair. It was so pretty like this, all sunkissed and blonde. 
“Want you to touch me. Eat my pussy, fuck, anything you’re willing to give me,” you said finally. 
Instead of responding, he fully leaned in to lick a stripe up your cunt with the flat of his tongue. God, he’s so good with his mouth. His nose catches your clit, bumping it as his mouth moves down to probe your entrance like his fingers had not even five minutes ago. 
“Bradley, please.” His hands are anchored to your thighs, thumbs rubbing absentminded circles onto the exposed skin. 
“Got you, baby, promise,” he mumbled, sending a pulse of vibrations through you. 
He gave in then, delving into your pussy with his tongue. He’d never been able to deny you for very long. Not with the breathy moans you let slip when he kissed you, or the way you always twitched against his fingers when he touched you. Not with the way you begged him so prettily. 
He brings his left hand up to rub your already throbbing clit with his thumb, the poor thing feeling abused with how hot and cold Bradley had been with it since he walked in the door. It doesn’t take long for that burning wave to start building in your abdomen, not with the way he’s drinking you in, tonguing at your spongy walls. 
“‘M gonna cum,” you whimpered. He groans in reply, not daring to pull his mouth away enough to actually answer you. And you’re glad. You think you would’ve killed him if he pulled away, now. 
It’s a couple more seconds–maybe, if you’re being generous–before you’re spilling onto his tongue, clenching and drooling and fully melting into him. 
“So good for me,” he exhaled, panting as he pushed himself up from the ground to stand between your sticky thighs, jaw shiny and slick with your release. 
“It’s a good thing I’m washing my clothes right now, or I’m sure I would’ve had to throw out another pair right then,” you said before he leaned in to peck your lips. 
“Hmm, clean underwear is overrated,” he hummed as you mindlessly fiddled with the hem of his black t-shirt. 
“You’re insatiable,” you say, not even sure you’re completely sated on your end. 
“Honey, baby, sweetie pie. Light of my life. What were you expecting? No panties and my academy shirt?” 
“It’s laundry day!” 
tags-- @zeldaknight @scoopstrooop​ 
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ghulehthezombiequeen · 6 months
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Here kitty kitty - Sodo x reader
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author's note: i felt bad after dropping three angst fics and then disappearing into the void so have some wholesome sodo 🫶
also i have a headcanon that all the ghouls purr whenever someone pets/scratches their sweet spots and they just melt in your arms and its just so absjdifhfbdbdjsjak i'm in love
other things to note: no pronouns used for reader, sodo gets kinda subby so if you squint there's a bit of suggestive tones (you'll have to squint so hard you can't see though)
word count: 877
“Hey, is it true that ghoul biology is similar to a cat’s?” You asked curiously, looking up from the book you were studying. You and Sodo were in the rehearsal room; Sodo was sitting down on an amp, practicing his solos for the recording of an upcoming album, and he wanted to get it down perfectly. You were just there because you didn’t want him to be lonely. “Um, yeah, why?” Sodo asked, keeping his eyes on his guitar. 
“Well, I’m just studying for my test, and… it says that to earn bonus points on the test, if I’m able to, I have to… um… make a ghoul purr.” You felt your cheeks burn as the words rolled off your tongue, and Sodo stopped playing abruptly. He stared up at you, trying to decipher if you were being serious or not. 
“…You what?” 
“It says only if I’m able to!” You defended yourself.  “Wait, wait, wait… let me get this straight.” Sodo uncrossed his legs, putting his guitar to the side gently. He then looked at you with a raised eyebrow. “You’re asking me… to help you get bonus points on a test… and you have to make me… purr?” He grimaced. 
“Um… yeah. That- that’s what the book says, anyway.” 
“Also, remind me why are you even taking that ghoul biology class? You’re not even a ghoul!” He frowned. 
You rolled your eyes and sighed. “Papa Secondo says that it’s good for a Sibling of Sin to memorize the biology of a ghoul inside and out just in case a ritual goes wrong and someone gets hurt. And it’s a required class for me to take before I take his Latin class.” 
“….Alright, that does seem like a valid point. Alright,” He sighed, folding his arms and standing up, walking over to the couch you were sitting on and looked down at you. “I’ll help you. But only because I know how cranky Papa Secondo can get.” 
You gave him a cheeky grin. “Wait, really?! Oh my gosh, thank you thank you thank you!” You jumped up and excitedly gave him a hug. You thought you were going to have to ask Rain or Mountain to help you, which would probably take longer considering their schedules were filled to the brim with activities. 
“Yeah yeah yeah, alright, okay, get off.” He grumbled, blushing as he automatically put his hands on your waist. He’d never admit it, but he loved hugs. 
“Sorry, sorry.” You giggled, pulling away. 
“Alright, so what do I have to do?” He sighed. He looked like he was already over it, although it had barely started. 
“Here, sit next to me.” You beckoned, and he sat to your left. You glanced at your book, reading the common sweet spots to scratch. “Alright, let’s try… the ears.” 
Your hand slowly went behind his ears, your nails gently scratching the soft fluff, making them twitch at first but stilled as you continued. Sodo let out a small hiss, not expecting the sudden stimulation there. His fangs started to poke out of his lips. 
“I’m not hurting you, am I?” You asked as you stopped scratching once he hissed.  “No… you’re fine. I just- wasn’t expecting it to feel like that.” He mumbled. 
“M’kay.” You continued scratching behind his ears, which flickered down then stilled. You felt a low vibration begin, and your eyes wandered to Sodo’s eyes, which were closed tight. “M…m…mrr….” He grumbled, causing you to laugh.  “Aw, this feels good, doesn’t it?” You asked, and he nodded vigorously. You glanced over his shoulder at the open book, reading that another sensitive spot was the top of their heads and their chins. You opted for his chin, bringing your other hand to rub his soft jawline.  “Mmm… Mrrrr… mrow… ah..” Sodo’s eyes widened as his mewls grew louder, his cheeks turning red. You bit your lip to hold back another giggle, but you couldn’t contain the smirk on your face. 
“Mrrrow…. Ah- hey! D-Don’t…. Mrow… Don’t laugh at me….” He growled, but it morphed into a purr, causing your giggles to spill out of your mouth.  “Awww, you’re so cute! Are you a good kitty? Yeah?” You cooed, continuing to scratch his chin and now the top of his head where his scalp was. When you moved your hand to the new area, his tail flicked against the back of the couch, hard. It then started wagging, tapping against the soft pillow behind him. 
He started purring like crazy, nodding vigorously at your question. “Mrow… y-yes, yes…. I’m good.. I’m a g-good kitty…” 
He started to curl up closer to you, his leg already on your lap. You scooped him up in your arms so that he was curled safely on your lap, continuing to scratch and pet him. 
You had sneakily pulled out your phone and snapped a few photos of Sodo in your lap, as he never usually acted like this. He hissed as he saw you put your phone back, to which you replied with a giggle, “Photo evidence. It’s what the book says.” 
He grumbled something incoherent but kept mewing and purring. 
As you reveled in this moment, you remembered: you’ll have to do this again for the end of the year-review test. 
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al-meow · 2 years
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alhaitham relationship hcs
gn!reader <3
i feel like i have way more to tell you about alhaitham but i'll save it for later :) enjoy!
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first of all, he’s definitely the steady serious rational half in the relationship, always thinking about everything in advance
i would say it’s not like he’s not into pda, but rather he’s against it because of all the dangerous affairs with ayn al-ahmar he’s involved in, so being seen together in public may bring unfortunate events in the future
though he knows you can stand up for yourself, and he will always make sure not to put you at any risk <3
so when you take a walk in port ormos or around it together and you wrap your arm around his he just can’t help it, turning away for a second to let a small smile find a way to his face
he DEFINITELY lends you his cape when it starts raining when you’re taking a walk, and he always refuses to share it saying it won’t be enough for two people (he just wants you to feel the most comfortable and protected by the rain)
he tends to spend a lot of time in the akademiya library, so one of the ways for you to spend time together is for you to accompany him while he’s studying and learning something
i feel like his love language would definitely be quality time or acts of service
he always adores when you pick up the same books as him when you spend time together in the library, so you can exchange your thoughts afterwards
bonus points: making notes in each other’s textbooks
he is also very happy to help you with anything that you need help with, and appreciates you offering help to him
forehead and nose kisses are his favourite
sometimes an idea of watching sunrise together pops up in your head, so you go to the highest place in sumeru at two or three in the morning just to get there in time and meet the sunrise with him
he usually brings some books with him too, but you got used to it quite quickly
when the sun rises, you lay on his lap watching the sky change its colours gradually as he’s playing with your hair slowly and occasionally looks at the sky too, breaking away from the book
you fall asleep on his lap, with the sun painting your skin with light and warmth and with alhaitham’s fingers ever so slightly still playing with the locks of your hair
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the-s1lly-corner · 11 months
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Playing with Eyeless Jack's hair
Guys can you tell my bias is EJ + bonus sketch featuring a wip of EJ I need to get to
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I usually draw EJ with real POOFY curly hair, so thats what's gonna be applied here
Its gonna take him a while to warm up to the idea of you playing with it, though
Well it takes him a while to warm up to lots of things
Kissing, touching, general affection, hell even verbal affections are something he needs to get used to
Poor guy
But the wait is worth it when he finally let's you do it
Softer than anything
NOOO cuz imagine hes got his head in your lap and youre playing with his hair and he starts purring and leaning into your hands and and and
Oh yeah my EJ purrs
Because why not, hes becoming a funky monster man
Ponders
It gets to a point where he'll find excuses for you to play with it and hold him
He doesnt have the confidence to ask for affection up front, but he will let some ques fly by... whether he notices those signs or not depends
Only time he upright wont let you touch his hair is when its wet. Like after showers or when he gets back home, when its raining
Doesnt like how it feels having it wet and being messed with
Actually he hates being wet in general, just an uncomfortable feeling
Oh I hope you dont mind him shedding, either! He sheds a LOT
Like a crazy amount
Oooo tie his hair up; totally not another excuse for you to come play with it
Self care days together between you two
That's all imma say; just hair curlers and face masks and all that
The works
Don't let him eat the cucumbers, that's like. One of the few human foods he can eat without gagging since its mostly water
He genuinely misses eating normal, non human meat, food
Getting a little less silly and very off topic from hair, he probably hoards a few in the corner and eats them. Probably crying
Please give him a hug
Anyeays
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As promised, lil bonus wip
Guy a lil guy
Being given affection
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