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bursonafied · 2 months
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FIRST DATE!
Pairing: Simpbur x Gn!Reader
Warnings: not proofread, tooth rotting fluff
Pronouns used: you/yours
Trope: friends to lovers
This is just a quick example of what I write… please bear with me it’s a bit rushed but future pieces will be better :)
don't be too mean i'll cry /j
also send more requests plspls i need to write for this lil loser guy
Wilbur had always been a particularly chivalrous guy, whether you’re in a relationship or not. You could recall the last time you and a group of friends hung out, he offered you his jacket, offered to carry you over a deep puddle. (Which, of course you accepted… the opportunity to be carried like a princess couldn’t be passed up so easily). He would defend you whenever someone would make fun of or tease you. He would shoot daggers to anyone who even attempted to get too close. He’s just protective! You’d tell yourself.
“You’re such a white knight, Wilbur,” or “You’re such a simp, dude.” It was endless, but he didn’t seem to care. Your friends would even go the lengths to call him ‘Simpbur’ whenever he did something particularly romantic, just for you You didn’t care, it was cute.
You weren’t sure why you were so surprised when he finally asked you out on a date. But of course, you said yes. It was hard to resist his sweet eyes and nervous smile. He was too adorable. You two agreed that the perfect date would be at your favorite ice cream place then straight to the park to watch the sunset. It was not only simple, but your two favorite things. Ice cream and the sunsets, (or, maybe Wilbur was that second thing).
The doorbell rings and a knock follows, a short little ‘knock knock’, not even a full three. You hurry to fix your hair in the mirror and rush to the door. You take a deep breath, your nerves silently taking over. You open the door with a kind smile. Wilbur is holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers. He grins nervously and holds out the flowers for you.
“Um.. I, I got these— these flowers for you.” He seems to stumble over his words a bit. You can only lightly giggle and take the flowers, bringing them up to your nose and breathe in the scent, then let out the breath through your mouth.
“They’re beautiful!” You say, tilting your head a bit. There’s a short, awkward silence between you before Wilbur clears his throat.
“I know those are your favorite. I remember you telling me a while back. I would, put them in some water so they don’t die, because I want them to last. Because they’re… you know, your favorite and...” He over-explains a bit and gestures around with his hands… which he tends to do when nervous. It only adds to his charm. You smile and nod, placing the flowers into a pretty vase beside your front door, right where you would be able to see them right before leaving the house.
“I know, Wilbur. They’re very pretty.. thank you.”
He breathes out a quiet ‘not as pretty as you’ (which he hoped you didn’t catch) before nodding. “Yeah! Yeah, um. Of course. Anything for you.”
“So you ready to go?” You ask as you grab your bag from beside the door and sling it over your shoulder.
“yeah- yes! Lets go.” Wilbur nods and waits for you to step out of your place, closing the door behind you. He takes you over to his car and opens the door for you, smiling. How sweet of him!
The car ride wasn’t the slightest bit awkward. You two talked just as you would as if this were a hang out rather than a date. In a way, any one-on-one time with Wilbur felt like a date. Maybe you were just so exponentially head over heels for this guy without realizing, that you took each interaction as a romantic one. You two sang your favorite songs on the way to the parlor his voice sounding better than yours since he sang regularly… you just sang TV Girl about as loud as you could in the shower. There was a difference.
"this song kinda sucks," You mutter, skipping over one of your favorite songs. Often, you'd get bashed for your music taste. Wilbur just shakes his head.
"Nono! go back! i like that song!" Your heart flutters in your chest as he flips back to the other song, allowing it to play fully.
Upon finally arriving to the parlor, Wilbur again, opens the door for you. You thank him and he nods. He thinks about grabbing your hand and linking your fingers, like he wished to do so, so many times before. His fingers would twitch in longing, wanting to connect you two in the kind and gentle manner. He would to it today, even if it was the last thing he did before the date was over.
“Wilbur?” You tap his shoulder, snapping him from his thoughts. He looks at you with a grin. “It’s your turn to order.” You point to the cashier who seemed to be about 19 and way over his job, hinted at by the obviously unamused expression he held. Wilbur’s face reddens with slight embarrassment and he nods.
“Right! Right... um, just a chocolate dipped cone, please.” The cashier nods.
“Your total is $4.76.” he slides forward the little iPad to pay. Wilbur quickly swipes his card before you get the chance to pay for your sundae, and you shoot him an angry, yet playful, glare.
“What? Couldn’t let my date pay for themself. That would be so rude!” He teases, lightly nudging you with his shoulder just before taking his ice cream.
You then both drive to the nearby park, a short drive that was mostly quiet. nothing worth telling, said park has a downhill slope right at the parking. It was perfect for watching the sunset. Wilbur pops his trunk and you both go sit in the back and eat your ice cream. He grabs a blanket after a moment.
“It’s supposed to get cold soon,” he says as he holds his ice cream cone in his mouth, his teeth are too sensitive to the cold but he would rather make you comfortable and suffer for a moment rather than watching you freeze.
“Aw, thank you. Youre the sweetest.” You smile before taking another bite of your sundae. Will smiles and nods, taking the cone from his mouth and biting into the sugary treat. you both sort of sit in silence for a moment while the sun falls behind the horizon. You yawn, covering your mouth, then you lean your head on Will's shoulder. You can hear his breath nearly stop, his body tensing up. Why was he reacting like this? It's not like you'd never done this before. Maybe it was just... a different situation. You both finish up your ice cream, and are now leaned against each other, bodies touching, it's warm enough between you two that you can ignore the chill from the outdoors. You sit in a comfortable silence until he decides to speak up.
"Sunset's pretty." He mutters. You nod in agreement. "I think you're prettier though." He adds after a second. it makes your cheeks burn with blush and a smile crossed your face.
"That's just not true." You giggle, shaking your head. Will takes a breath to regain confidence and wraps an arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer against him if it were possible. You look up at him with a grin.
"You know i couldn't ever lie to you." He mutters, looking down at you... soaking in your beauty. His eyes drift from your eyes down to your lips. He couldn't tell you how long he'd been resisting this.
resisting the urge to feel your lips pressed against yours in a passionate kiss, to feel your breath mingle with his in such love and longing.
"i know you wouldn't." You mumble, looking up, your eyes meet his for a brief second before you notice them drift to your lips. you can't help the smile playing at your lips. "What're you looking at?" You tease, lightly nudging him. his face reddened and he glances away.
"Not.. nothing."
"Nothing, huh?" Your fingers brush over the top of his hand, his breath hitches. He was so nervous, it was honestly cute. Soon, you link your fingers with his and you can feel him practically melt.
"I've wanted to ask you out for so long." He whispers after a moment of silence, rubbing his thumb gently along yours. It causes butterflies to fly loose in your belly.
"So why didn't you?"
"Don't think i could handle being called 'simpbur' one more time." He chuckles, shrugging. You look up at him, and he was already looking down at you.
"I always thought that was stupid." Your grip tightens around his hand. he inches even closer to you.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah." You confirm it, and it's silent for a second as you both inch closer. your brain was screaming at you to just go for it. so, you did. Your lips collide against Wilbur's, it's a sweet (yet somewhat awkward) kiss to begin with, but you two ease into it. He tilts his head and grabs your chin between his index and his thumb, and you lean closer. Your hands rest on his chest as you two enjoy your long overdue kiss.
Wilbur's lips are warm on yours and his hands begin as sweet and innocent, but he grows a bit eager. his hand trail down and rests on your thigh, which takes you by surprise. His lips leave yours momentarily and connect to your neck, and while the feeling is nearly euphoric, you have to pull away. It was a bit too soon to do anything more than kisses.
"Will.." You whisper. He responds in a gentle and careful voice.
"Yes, darling?" He looks up at you.
"This is... amazing but I... I'm not ready for.." Your words trail off. Wilbur simply smiles and nods in understanding, returning up to give you one quick kiss on the lips.
"That's alright. I'll wait my whole life if I must."
Your heart flutters as his promise and you nod.
You couldn't wait for more future dates. More opportunities to hold and kiss Will whenever you wanted, and now, he was inevitably, undeniably, all yours.
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gayingupspace · 25 days
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And it's off the loom!!!
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blake-1030 · 2 days
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Male reader x mountain ghoul
Reader in first heat
Reader referred to as Y/N, uses he him pronouns for reader, refers to readers private parts as dick, reader is a water ghoul.
NSFW warning
Y/N was sprawled out on his bed, it was early morning after all. He couldn’t seem to get back to sleep, he was so warm. Too warm, actually. So he just lay, starfished out on his bed, no covers over him.
A couple hours pass before Y/N decides to get up, he shoves on a tank top and pyjama shorts-wait. Or he would have put pyjama bottoms on if he wasn’t hard.
Y/N sighs and makes his way to the bathroom, sighing as he jacks off. That’s weird? He’s not normally this sensitive. He came almost right away. Oh well, at least he’s not hard anymore-nope wait, he’s still hard. He slides on his pyjama bottoms anyway.
‘Fuck it’ Y/N thinks to himself as he makes his way to the kitchen. He turns on the kettle to make a cup of tea and sits at the bar stool as he waits for the kettle to boil.
After about two minutes the kettle pops. Y/N pours his tea, with a little more milk than he normally uses. He’s too warm to drink it really hot right now.
He sits down on the bar stool and looks over at the clock on the oven. 08:56AM. The rest of the ghouls will be up soon. Probably Cumulus first, she was an early bird, and probably Dew last, he always slept in.
To Y/N’s surprise it’s not Cumulus who wakes up first, it’s Mountain. His tall figure slightly hunched over, as it looked like he had just woken up.
“Hey, doll. Sleep well?”
Mountain was being innocent, asking how he slept. Why did Y/N’s heart flutter? Mountain always called him Doll, mountain called everyone that. How come it was affecting him now?
“I-uh-I slept f-fine, you?”
“I slept great, thanks”
there’s a brief silence as mountain reaches for a mug after he turns on the coffee machine. Mountain breaks the silence
“Are you okay? You look warm, you stuttered, and I can smell you from here”
Mountain quickly adds this on.
“Not a bad smell, just A smell”
Y/N look up at mountain, why was he blushing, why was Y/N blushing, why was Mountain blushing. Or was that Y/N’s eyes playing tricks on him.
“I’m fine, Mount. Just-just uhh..tired. Yeah. Just tired”
“I can tell that you’re lying, and I don’t appreciate it. So come on, please tell me, doll?”
There’s a brief pause, before Y/N sighs.
“I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’ve been to warm to sleep and-well…I’m a bit… ‘excited’, if you catch my drift”
This time Y/N is sure that mountain is blushing. Mountain thinks for a moment before looking at him curiously.
“Are you finding it hard to keep your composure? Like you could burst at any second?”
“…I guess so? I-I can hold back, it’s just…a little difficult”
“You’re in heat, Doll”
Y/N looks at him for a moment before tilting his head.
“Heat? What’s that?”
Mountain sighs and tries his best to explain it.
“Well, heat is a thing that happens once every two months. Your body gets really warm and, I’m not sugar coating this to make you feel better, you get really horny. We lock Dew in his room sometimes. It’s completely natural, I promise. Every ghoul goes through this. And there are two ways to ways to get rid of it. One, wait until it’s over, which normally takes about five to seven days. Or two, have every ghoul…let every ghoul have some ‘quality’ time with you”
Y/N knew what he meant by quality time, which only caused him to blush more, the tent in his pants more prominent.
“So I’m gonna feel like this once every two months? But I can still keep my composure, that means it’s gonna be not very strong, right?”
“Yes, once every two months. And not necessarily. Heats normally fully start at around midday, so you’ll figure out how strong your heats gonna be around 12:00-ish”
Y/N nods and sips his tea, mountain pours his coffee.
“Out of the two ways I can… ‘end’ my heat, which is better?” Y/N asks
“I think that the second options is better, because it gets rid of it faster. But it’s harder to endure”
“Okay… are you sure the other ghouls would, y’know, help me?”
“Sometimes you only need one ghoul, sometimes you get a craving for a ghoul, and when they fuck you, it’s like bliss”
Mountain smiles softly as he looks at Y/N’s flushed face.
“W-well, I think I’m gonna wait in my room a bit, to see if…y’know” says Y/N
“Okay, love you, doll”
Y/N’s heart flutters, a heat forming in his stomach, the heat instantly making its way to his already throbbing dick. Y/N let’s a small moan escape his lips. It was quiet, but Mountain still heard it.
“I-umm-love-too” Y/N stutters out.
“See you later, doll”
Mountain says with a smirk as Y/N practically runs out the room.
~ 12:37
Y/N was still laying in bed, still warm. He had jacked off at least four times. Normally he’d be spent after cumming four times, but now, it wasn’t enough. It was no where near enough.
“I already hate this” Y/N mutters to himself.
He stand up to go to the bathroom, when oh fuck, his heart begins to race.
“What the-“
He almost falls over, it’s too much now. Everything is changing too fast. He stumbles but grounds himself.
“Need…”
Oh, Y/N’s heat was gonna be a ride (literally).
Y/N sneaks out off his room. It wasn’t like he wasn’t aloud out, he just didn’t want to be seen by anyone. Anyone except Him.
He sneaks down the ghoul den, before knocking on the desired ghouls door.
“Come in!” Calls the ghoul.
Y/N practically swings the door open, he slams it shut and locks it.
“Oh, Mountain. I need you~ I need you~”
Y/N craved Mountain, and Mountain just stared in shock for a moment, before patting his lap.
“Come here, Doll” says the gentle giant.
Y/N was quick to oblige. Quickly making his way over and sitting on the Earth ghouls lap.
“Mountain, please~” Y/N slurred as he rubs his crotch on mountains stomach.
“Now now, little ghoul. You need to take it slow”
Mountains words elicit a whine from Y/N.
“I know you don’t want to, I know you want to rush into it. But you’ll get hurt. We don’t want that, do we?”
Y/N shakes his head.
“Good boy, now, let’s begin”
Mountain removes Y/N’s clothes, leaving him in nothing but his boxers, before mountain strips himself of his clothes.
Mountain pulls Y/N onto his lap and presses his lips onto Y/N’s. The kiss starts out tender and loving, but quickly turns into a desperate sloppy kiss. Mountain and Y/N’s tongues dancing with each other as mountain firmly grabs onto Y/N’s crotch. Eliciting a moan from the smaller ghoul.
“Mountain, please~”
“Please what?”
Y/N groans and looks up at him through his eyelashes.
“Fuck. Me” Growls the Water ghoul.
“Good boy, using his words. But don’t be so demanding”
Mountain strips Y/N of his boxers and lays him down on the bed, slowly sliding one finger into his entrance, Y/N’s dick practically a waterfall already.
“More~” Moans Y/N.
Mountain slides a second, then a third finger in. Quickly finding his prostate. When he rubs over Y/N’s prostate he cums instantly, and loudly.
“Did that feel good?” Mountain didn’t even need to ask, he knew it did.
“F-fuck~ yeEeEees~”
Mountain chuckles and slides his fingers out, Y/N’s hole clenches around nothing. Mountain lines his cock up with Y/N’s entrance.
“Can I go in?”
Y/N nods and replies desperately.
“If you don’t fuck me right now, I’m gonna explode”
Mountain chuckles, slowly sliding in and letting him adjust to the size. Mountain knew he was big. The earth ghoul started a slow pace, slow but deep, the smaller ghoul letting out moans and growls and whines of all kinds.
“Faster~” says Y/N
“What’s the magic word?”
Y/N whines.
“Please, f-fuck me faster~!!” Y/N says with a begging tone. Mountain speeds up his pace.
Soon after Y/N is whimper and practically yells:
“Gonna cum~!!!”
Mountain is sure the whole ministry could hear him, but mountain speeds up more and lets Y/N spill over his bets sheets. He cums loudly and mountain cums soon after.
“Again.” Says Y/N bluntly
~
They had gone so many times that mountain had lost count, but eventually Y/N gets tired and weak, passing out on top of Mountain.
Mountain lets him sleep and provides great after care the next day.
(This is my first writing piece so criticism is very needed and welcome)
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vviolynn · 7 months
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okay.. a small update on me and posting.
first off, the request made by @mrs-barnes-rogers-writes about a month ago, you’re my first request so i’m working really hard to give you my best work, it has about 2/3 of it done? and it’s currently at 5.7k words. i hope it’s not to much for you!
second off, about my marvel oc’s backstory that i’ve been writing for my first official piece on here, it’s taking a while to edit it up so i can post the first part, but it should be ready soon! (i hope)
ty for my mutuals who’ve been willing to read my first piece this whole time and i hope that when i post these two works that it’ll leave an impact on y’all and let you guys know just what kind of a writer i am! <3
@frost-queen @nickfowlerrr (ily guys sm you don’t even know.)
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ribreadthedisaster · 2 years
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Ok ok I’m nervous about posting, but I’m trying my hand at this whole “art” thing on a free sketchbook app on my iPad, and this is my first attempt at anatomy…
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The feet are definitely too small… constructive criticism is greatly appreciated 🙏
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velinxi · 6 months
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Lord of the Rings fanart! I watched for the first time recently and loved it
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vraska-theunseen · 11 months
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DID YOU ALL KNOW THAT YOU CAN DO WHATEVER UOU WANT WHEN YOURW MAKING ART ISNT THAT WILD
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chernozemm · 6 months
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infatuation makes your heart race love is quiet. love sets you at ease.
and because most of my pieces are mental screenshots of little scenes in my head, here's the scene:
Crowley was tugged into consciousness bit by bit. The afternoon light slowly filtered in, as well as the hum of music from the other room and the weird angle his neck was at. He was warm and content and wanted to sink back into his nap, but the threads of sleep fluttered away the more he tried. Finally, he took a deeper breath, shifting in the armchair, and cracked an eye open just a sliver. There he was, the angel, sitting at his desk. Had hardly noticed Crowley was awake, engulfed in his task of retouching a damaged page. Looking at his hands, Crowley became aware of the fuzzy warmth covering his own and peeked down to see a blanket tucked around his shoulders.
The feeling hit him so hard he let his head loll to the side, eyes closed. His chest tightened and he just…buckled. Finally came undone under the weight of his love for Aziraphale. Its inexorable, steadfast pull which he had been pushing back against for millennia, it had finally caught him off guard, sleepy and vulnerable and so tired from holding back, from refusing to name it. It was a quiet surrender. Crowley looked back at Aziraphale with the understanding of a man meeting his end and embracing it.
Perhaps he could gently pull the blanket to the side and get up. Perhaps he could cross the few steps to the desk and place a freshly made cup of tea to Aziraphale’s right. Perhaps he would hold his gaze, for longer than needed to answer “Don’t mention it”. Perhaps he would ask him if he would like a scone with that. Perhaps Aziraphale would understand that this was not about the scone at all. And yet, what Crowley was asking of him was also exactly about scones. And tea. And quiet afternoons together. Perhaps the angel would finally put down his sword, too, and the world would let out a breath it had been holding for millennia.
the soulmate to this piece, i guess.
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kumeramen · 2 months
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They're having book discussion~
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kbondoxxxxav · 4 months
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they’re neighbors au
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dykealloy · 3 months
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what do you mean jennifer saunder's shrek 2 cover of Holding Out for a Hero didn't play over the entirety of dressrosa arc
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blithe-bee · 1 month
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I saw one scruffy older Cora-san design and had to draw my take on it immediately, with a bonus Law to fill space.
You can say a lot of things about One Piece Odyssey, but it did give us a Law & Cora tag-team fight in which Law shambled to the location of Cora's bullets and that is just objectively cool.
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alfheimr · 6 months
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the L in law stands for LOVED...its his birthday:)
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unionfatal · 18 days
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who remembers this outfit?
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yomeiu · 3 months
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i haven't fulfilled my promise yet to use you as my dog!
redraw!
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shellshooked · 10 months
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but i’m a creep
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