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housewifebuck · 7 months
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Eddie Diaz - drawn in procreate
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axoqiii · 7 months
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akito shinonomr...
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ink-the-artist · 2 months
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I love your artwork so much! Your colors are so vibrant and none of the white speckles in the paper ever shows, its so impressive and I really dig it! I was wondering if you use any sort of blending medium? Like baby oil or anything? Either way, I really enjoy looking at your artwork and I'm always excited to see whatever you'll make next
I use a colorless blender (prismacolor, which is wax-based so baby oil probably wouldnt work) but my scanner is also rly bad about picking up white specks in a way photographing the art with my phone isnt, so I usually have to do some digital editing to get rid of them as well.
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I do this by duplicating the layer, setting the one on top to "darken," and using the mixer brush to blend out the white spots + just use the eyedropper tool to select the color of that area (needs to be a slightly lighter shade of it) and color over the white spots with the brush tool
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i edited a small bit of the original scan to show what i mean
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heres how it looks set to normal instead of darken, I used both the mixing brush and regular brush just to demo it
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pepimeinrad · 7 months
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nononononono PLEASE the strings-version of Gnossienne No. 5 is ON THE OFFICIAL S2 SOUNDTRACK??!?
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lovesickeros · 6 months
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can.. can I ask for an affectionate reader with characters who aren’t normally like… used to the love? like, not just through words but physical affection like hand-holding, kisses, hugs, all that shebang. probably with a few people like yelan, ei, basically any character that is either cut-off from society or seems socially distant or isolated. 😞
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☆ affectionate reader with yelan, ei, & furina
[ 4.2 Archon Quest spoilers ]
× yelan
Varies between how you display your affection, to be honest. Just like being affectionate with people? She's cool with it as long as you don't pop by while she's working (mostly because she'll end up dragging you into it for a bit of fun). I don't think she's all that touchy feely herself, but she'll absolutely get you gifts instead– like pretty knick nacks? She'll make sure to snag any she thinks you might like. Like a good meal? Sure, she'll take you out to one of the restaurants in the city, doesn't matter how expensive. Her treat. If you do prefer physical gifts rather then being taken out, you'll eventually get used to the random unmarked letters and packages showing up where your staying pretty often. It's obvious to know who it came from even if she never signs anything.
Flirty reader, though? Whole nother can of worms and now it's a challenge. The more confident you are the more interested she is. The other acolytes would absolutely seethe at the idea but she has no hesitation at just straight up flirting back– she's as charismatic as they come and she's got a poker face that's basically impenetrable. She'll probably also make a bet to see who cracks first (she always wins, unsurprisingly). Probably won't get dragged into any of her schemes this way but if you ask politely maybe she'll consider it, anyway.
The smell of freshly brewed tea and the clatter of dice across wood was a common sight at the Yanshang Teahouse– less common was the woman secluded in the far corner, her lips pulled into a grin that flashed fangs and a look that would scare off the most confident of men.
She'd normally try to scope out any new blood that'd made the mistake of stepping into her teahouse and was equally stupid enough to accept a gamble against her just for the thrill of it, but she was far too absorbed in the warm body at her side, one of her die clasped tightly in their hand as she guided them through the motions– they had a knack for it, she had to admit. The thought made her preen, the clatter of the die as it rolled across the table giving her that subtle, familiar rush.
Even if she knew exactly where it'd land.
"Six. Hm, maybe you're just lucky," She muses, plucking the die from the table and holding it up to her eye like a prized jewel, "Or maybe you're not as innocent as you'd have us believe." There's a sharp glint in her eyes at the prospect, but everyone else has the sense to keep their heads down and their words to themselves as she tosses the die herself.
"So why don't we find out and make a bet, just between you and me?"
× ei
Varies between Ei and the Shogun, because you'll probably be seeing either as much as the other. Sometimes you gotta really squint to tell who it is sometimes, but you get used to it. Both are fairly similar, though, in that their first instinct (especially in public) is to tense up like you're about to attack them or something. Difference is Ei eventually relaxes after a solid minute of trying to process your sudden affection and, if no one else is around, she might even reciprocate. Just don't tease her for being a little stiff and awkward about it, she's trying. That's what happens when your only company is a robot and uh. Nothing. For like 500 years. She's trying. Raiden, on the other hand, is just about as awkward as you can imagine. She's polite (blunt) about it because Ei is fond of you and also you are. The Creator. But she's not really built to deal with personal relationships and so she doesn't know how to deal with affection.
..Depending on what you do you may or may not blue screen Ei hard enough that she retreats back to PoE
Ei usually isn't fond of sitting still, unless it's to meditate. At least then she goes in with a purpose, something to achieve– but now, she's just focused on trying not to make a fool of herself. Her muscles are starting to ache from how hard she's tensing, though, in an effort to sit as straight and still as possible as their hands glide through her hair, weaving it into a single braid.
She can just barely hear the subtle lilt of their voice as they hum– and though it is soothing, it is also..very distracting. She can't focus long enough to try and meditate, too lost in the gentle rise and fall of their voice and the care they take to braid her hair. If she'd had a heart, she'd sure it'd be beating so wildly against her ribcage they could hear it.
But then it stops– their hands fall back to their sides and their humming falters. She freezes, too, racking her brain for any slights she must have committed. Instead, she is met with a calm, tender touch on the back of her neck, making her inhale sharply.
"Am I making you uncomfortable, Ei? You're so tense.." She has to grit her teeth to stop herself from bowing so low her head presses against the ground, her hands folded in her lap, clenching instinctively. "..No, Divine One." She answers simply, trying to contain the adoration swelling in her chest.
Yet as much as she tries to relax, to ease their worries, she finds that she cannot.
"Hm." That small murmur, a simple sound that nearly made her jump, was the only warning she got before they scooted closer, wrapping their arms around her stomach and resting their chin on her shoulder with a grin she would liken to Miko's, if she dared to make such a comparison. "Really?"
She swears she must've been feverish at the affection, lightheaded and dazed until she thought she might simply perish at the brush of their hands against her own.
Much to her embarrassment, however, she doesn't realize she's instinctively pulled back into Plane of Euthymia until she sees the familiar dull purples engulf her vision once again.
Though only a small solace, it seemed a little..brighter, this time.
× furina
Varies between pre 4.2 and post 4.2 archon quests to be honest.
Pre 4.2 she comes off as very vain– of course the most Divine would see fit to spoil her with affection! She deserves it, and is obviously their favorite! Just don't look too hard because she's terrible at hiding how flustered she actually is. Absolutely goes home right after and screams into her pillow for at least thirty minutes minimum.
Post 4.2 she's a lot more openly bashful and flustered. She's really not used to affection and even the smallest show of it has her folding immediately. Now that she doesn't need to worry about being found out she's a lot more receptive to affection. Cup her cheeks and compliment her and her knees are buckling. Like. Especially weak for compliments and praise (she deserves it. please spoil her).
She swears she must be hallucinating– she had been having trouble sleeping recently. But..no. The visage of the Creator was as real as the sweat beading on her brow as she stared at them for a long, awkward moment. Should..she let them in? But then they'd see the pathetic state she was in, and the last thing she wanted to do was make a fool of herself in front of them-!
Her choice was quickly made for her, anyway, as she let out an undignified squeak of surprise when they suddenly tugged her forward into their chest, enclosing her in a hug.
Her first reaction was to freeze– her second was becoming absolutely flustered, her cheeks flushing a soft pink and her mouth closing and opening as she tried to find her words.
"I– ah..um." She stumbled over her words instead, floundering like a fish out of water. Yet she felt a distinct sense of emptiness wash over her when they finally pulled back, looking a touch sheepish. "Sorry, sorry– you just looked like you needed a hug."
The silence spoke for itself, her shoulders tensing slightly. But the way the concern and affection bled through their voice made her waver, her hands trembling as she let out a shaky breath that almost sounded like a sigh.
"It's..It's fine! Fine, I'm fine." She repeated, trying desperately to ignored the way her voice cracked and how hot her face felt– though it was more an attempt to affirm herself that she was not thinking about how warm they felt, how much she..actually enjoyed the hug. She wasn't thinking about it all! Absolutely not!
..Maybe a little.
"Just warn me next time, please?"
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incorrect-fnaf-quotes · 2 months
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Some Dr. Scraptrap/Mad Scientist Scraptrap AU stuff that I feel like talking about, because I’ve really been wanting to talk about the version for a while tbh.
At some point—at least three years before the current time of the AU, he ended up creating Plushtrap. He’s created things before, but Plushtrap is the first living one.
He also does have Elizabeth in the AU, too. Also a little bit before the current events (but much closer? About a couple months prior), he ended up adopting her.
Dr. Scraptrap also happens to have an assistant—a very reluctant Spring Bonnie. They were just dragged into it, and has been his assistant for over ten years.
The AU is just: Dr. Scraptrap shenanigans with his two kids and his incredibly reluctant and upset assistant.
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mathysphere · 1 year
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[ World on a String: A Fiber Arts Fanvid ]
chopped together 50+ different shows for this lil' guy-- I've had the idea kicking around for years now, and've just been stockpiling clips the whole time. So here's to the knitters, weavers, spinners, embroiderers, sewers, and crocheters! 🧶
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crushofdoves · 1 year
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speaking of devouring fics where sirius' gender has been trans-ed, do you have any recs?? i know some people don't like to recommend fics so feel free to ignore if that's your vibe!
yes, i do have recs for this! here are a few off the top of my head, in no particular order:
honey sweet by @vajazzly
explicit - ft. city boy sirus who is down bad for the beekeeper with horrible fashion sense (but he’s good with this hands)
gathering home by @quietlemonhush
explicit - sirius raising regulus & harry after literally burning down his family home, remus is reg’s teacher. heavy themes but overall very funny & sweet & tender.
suffer for the people - orphan account
remus is regulus’s camp counselor, has lil bit of a meltdown and asks for his brother who comes to visit to calm him down. feelings occur. sooo cute & comforting, very fluffy.
our destiny in the stars - orphan account
explicit - remus is insecure about his (plus size, disabled) body and decides to try online dating where matches can’t see what the other person looks like. he meets sirius (trans, a teacher) and they uh - hit it off. this fic makes me smile so damn big. it’s just - it’s a classic, i’ve read it a million times.
whatever words i say - orphan account
sirius can’t stop acting out and it’s stressing out the rest of his band, so lily hires remus to keep an eye on him. obviously, they fall in love. a sweet lil band au.
a fool and his money - orphan account
explicit - chronically ill remus is roommates with regulus, meets his rich older brother and agrees to an arrangement: pretend to date sirius, show up with him to events - in exchange for money. y’all can guess where this is going and it’s so good. love a good sugar daddy/fake dating fic.
abyss by @titstraction
explicit - highschool au, remus & sirius are both on the track team and can’t seem to the same page. this fic is - so good. it’s very much a comfort read for me, but there are some heavy themes and transphobic jokes. this fic will hurt your feelings but it will also make you giggle and kick your feet and scream into your pillow.
have time to grow by queer_and_trashy
explicit - queer professor & amateur poet remus meets trans professional poet sirius - they try to get their shit together. hot & sweet and just, deeply deeply gay.
the entire rock n’ pole verse by @jennandblitz and fivepips
explicit - ace rock climber remus meets genderfluid dancer (mainly pole) sirius. this ‘verse is huge, there’s literally millions of words of it and y’all - i’ve read all of it. incredible ace representation, and overall just very sweet and sappy. mild angst, but everyone is in love & has a happy ending so don’t worry!
living like we’re renegades - orphan account
explicit - cheerleader sirius + journalist remus = everything i’ve ever wanted. i loooove this sirius so much they’re so gender.
the prettiest star ‘verse by raging_queer
tattoo artist sirius meets single dad remus - actually, sirius meets his child, teddy. sweet bonding with teddy looking up to Elder Queer sirius. very fluffy and comforting.
staying strangers by 3amandcounting
the texting fic, my fave of all-time. genderfluid sirius & demisexual remus. if there is one fic out there that will just make you want to open a window and yell about it to the other townsfolk - it’s this one. idek how to explain it, it’s just - it’s perfect.
also most of my fic features trans sirius, my masterlist is pinned!
disclaimer: this list is non-exhaustive, i know i’ve forgotten some, and i will be updating this tomorrow when i’m not half-asleep. and y’all, please reply with your fave trans sirius fics bc i want to read them all!!
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ghostr0tz · 2 months
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please please share your vox neurodivergent headcanons
*smacks the top of his head* this bad boy can fit SO many problems and disorders in him.
but before we start i do want to say i am saying this all as personal headcanons as someone with my own laundry list of issues. Okay lets go:
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HEAVYYYYY on Autism. Has a VERY strict routine he sticks to and gets sooo fucking irritated when it gets interrupted. The only except is if its a Vee and its something Important to them (he still gets petty about it though). It mostly revolves around work.
He's extremely sensory seeking, and constantly fidgetting and stimming. He paces. A LOT.
Vox is very touchy to friends but will kill a stranger for bumping into him. Constantly touching Val's fluff and Velvette's nicer-feeling clothes.
LOVES compression . Makes Val lay on him all the time. He's like a personal weighted blanket. His body being partially mechanical makes his under-sensitive to stimuli. Hard for him to really process pain and managing it.
VERY opinionated and vindictive about his thoughts and takes. Takes it very personal if you disagree and will try SO hard to yell at you to see how he's right.
The Vees are constantly getting in debates that concern anyone around them but they all love it. They all fucking love arguing.
Special Interest in technology (new AND old), movies and shows (constantly rewatching classics), and biology. Does not let anyone get a SINGLE word in unless its questions when he's infodumping.
Probably has ADHD too. Talkative as shit when he feels hyperactive. Has such a strict routine with himself because he knows if he doesn't stick to it he WILL go insane and become a bit of a #disaster.
Medicated? Yes!!!! Remembers to take his medication? Also yes but ONLY because he's set so many alarms and reminds for himself.
He Has So Many Alarms For Everything. It drives the other Vees insane how his phone seems to go off every. other. fucking. minute.
Hard to keep Vox's attention on things and is constantly cycling through content like his life depends on it. Always has SOMETHING playing near him unless he's really overwhelmed from the day.
It doesn't take a whole lot to make him go nonverbal, usually plays captions on his face or has a speech assistant on his phone that sounds like him.
This bitch is SOOO Bipolar coded though. He's disinterested in a lot of life and usually in a depressive swing. His swings of mania are VERY bad and chaotic though (Stayed Gone is such a good mania portrayal . TO ME).
Alastor very much triggers his mania and psychosis probably before their split and very CLEARLY afterwards.
Also probably on the schizospectrum. Probably Schizoaffective?
Hallucinates when he's having mania swings and psychotic symptoms. Has some pretty bad delusions too about his power and status and definitely had them BEFORE he was an overlord. has delusions about his relationships too. (probably did NOT help when he and Al were on good terms. probably played a role in their split)
Also his glitches feel like tics to me and its important i say that or ill explode. He masks them pretty well in public and has gotten used to playing them off. But the Vees have gotten used to him accidentlly smackign them while ticcing.
okay i think thats it for now. hope you enjoyed my rambles :0 !
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steddie-island · 5 months
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Day 12 of @steddieholidaydrabbles : Only one bed WC: 922 | Rating: M (language, some fade to black sex) | CW: Slight angst with a happy ending Read the full list of tags on ao3
Letting Joyce host Christmas hadn’t seemed like such a bad idea at first. After all, she had the most room, and a big chunk of the group would be there for Christmas anyway– Nancy and Jonathan, and Mike would be there for Will and El. Joyce hosting just made sense, and truthfully, it sounded like a good idea. 
That was before Eddie was actually there, though. One look and  suddenly this was a very, very bad idea. It was the worst idea that anyone had ever had in the history of ideas. 
Eddie, with his big hair and his bigger personality, with his rings and that smile that still turned Steve into a puddle. Fuck, Steve missed him, and it was so much worse actually seeing him again after so long.
He wanted to cry. Or puke. Maybe a mixture of the two things. 
As per usual, Robin saved him; one look and his soulmate  knew  just what he was feeling, knew she needed to get him right out of there. Joyce had a list of shit she needed done, anyway, and Steve was never happier than when he got to be useful. 
Robin directed him where to hang lights, where to move the cars, “No no dingus, Rudolph doesn’t go there, Joyce wants him here!”
By the time they got through all of it, Steve was just exhausted enough to eat and then fall into bed. 
Until the bed assignments were being passed out, and Joyce directed both him and Eddie to the guest room at the end of the hall. 
“Robin and the girls will be in the living room. The boys can use Will’s room, Jonathan and Nancy are using Jon’s old room. You and Eddie can have the guest room!” she’d said, like they were doing her a huge favor by sharing. 
Steve wanted to argue. He wanted to cry. He wanted to offer to sleep in the fucking car instead, or beg to switch with Robin, but Joyce just looked so hopeful– everything was going so well! How was he supposed to argue with her?
So he looked at Eddie, read the expression on his face, and nodded. “That’s perfect.” He could get a hotel room tomorrow or something, there was no need to argue tonight. 
It was off to bed after that– like everyone was suddenly just too tired to be awake for another second longer. 
So he and Eddie really had no choice but to say their goodnights, to head to the back room. He kept his back to Eddie as they both changed into their pajamas. 
“I can take the floor.” It was the first thing either of them had said to each other since the breakup. Steve ached, just hearing Eddie’s voice and knowing those words were meant for him. “Don’t be stupid, we both know you’ve got a bad back,” Steve said. “I can take the floor, Ed. It’s– just for a night.” Eddie looked like he was about to argue, or maybe to ask a question. His jaw worked as he turned the blankets down on one side of the bed. 
“We’ve slept together before,” he said instead. Those beautiful lips curled into a teasing smile. “We’ve done a lot more than that. I think we can share a bed for one night.” Steve thought about it– it was the mature thing, and he really didn’t want to sleep on the floor, not after all the work he’d put in that day. 
“Okay.” He nodded, returned Eddie’s small smile, and turned down his side of the bed, too. “Yeah. We can do that.” 
The lights were turned off, and they both climbed beneath the blankets. It was dark, quiet. Steve drifted off, despite the fact that Eddie was barely six inches away from him. 
He woke up to the warm weight of an arm around his waist, of warm breath against the back of his neck. 
He would’ve thought Eddie was sleeping, if not for the way those lips were pressing so tenderly against his skin. A warm hand was splayed over his stomach, just above his boxers. “I miss you.” Eddie whispered it into his neck, into his hair, and oh, there was no way he was asleep. Not unless he had a new habit of sleep talking, of sleep grinding– okay, maybe that wasn’t so new. Steve could feel him, hot and thick and hard against his ass. His breath caught in his throat, and then Eddie’s mouth was sucking down below his ear. 
“Fucking miss you, Stevie. Miss you so goddamn much.” Steve whimpered, nodded, tipped his head to give Eddie better access. He missed this, too. No one– no one– touched him the way Eddie did. 
And touch Eddie did. His fingers slipped beneath the waistband of Steve’s boxers. He stroked with slow, sure movements, and his hips worked against Steve’s ass with that same torturous rhythm. 
When they came it was together. Steve rolled, wrapped an arm around Eddie’s neck and pulled him in for a kiss. “I miss you, too,” he finally said. “I’m sorry.” Eddie nodded, kissed him again. Steve had expected a desperate reunion, if there was a reunion, but that wasn’t what he got. He got sweetness, and tenderness. He got Eddie whispering promises against his chest, his stomach, his thighs as they made up again, and again. 
And again.
When they were sated, while Eddie washed his hair, Steve thought that maybe Joyce hosting wasn’t such a bad idea after all. 
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ndostairlyrium · 3 months
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she kinda is but she also lowkey isn't
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drainbangle · 8 months
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do you ever think about the overlap between ot2 and the pmd series? do you like guessing? well if you do i made a uquiz dedicated to guessing which lines are from which series. good luck!
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anincompletelist · 5 months
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wip wednesday :D
hi all! thank you always to @kiwiana-writes @firstsprinces @firenati0n @matherines @read-and-write- for the lovely tags! today has been a busy day so I'm doing this backwards this time -- gonna post mine so it's not sitting on my mental to-do list and then DEVOUR what ya'll have to say! I'm so glad everyone's doing the word search game as well! <3
this is from part two of this fic, in which dom!alex (hopefully) lives up to the hype ksjdskjhdkh
below the cut since it is definitely sort of implied nsfw oops enjoy and Please Do Not Perceive Me, thanks!
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The day passes like that — monotonous vignettes interrupted by vivid snapshots, just enough to keep him invested when his mind wanders to other things. It’s the sound of his text tone when Alex checks in every hour, the press of his key to Henry’s sternum, the leather watch wrapped around his wrist, the kit he uses to clean Alex’s boots on the shelf near the door. 
He manages to get two solid hours of work in before he’s too distracted to input the numbers properly anymore, but he figures he has good reason. When his phone pings this time he’s expecting another message from Alex checking in to see if he’s doing alright, but he’s only half correct. 
The text is from Alex, but it reads instead: 
Stop what you’re doing and open yourself up for me.  Don’t touch yourself any more than what’s necessary.
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SO SORRY ABOUT THIS! :D
I haven't been on much at all today so I need to catch up on the tags and who all has posted SO if you've already shared PLEASE tag me under it so I can read! (I know I'm tagging some of you double here and that you've already tagged me for this but I'm trying to get a feel for if this is a good taglist or not kjshdkjhs)
I'm trying to come up with a solid copy and paste list of tags to make this a little easier for me so if you would like to be added or removed from this list, please message me! <3
@firenati0n @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @affectionatelyrs @kiwiana-writes @daisymae-12 @read-and-write- @inexplicablymine @happiness-of-the-pursuit @heybuddy-drabbles @wordsofhoneydew @nocoastposts @rockyroadkylers @firstsprinces @sparklepocalypse @ninzied @littlemisskittentoes @getmehighonmagic @iboatedhere @magicandarchery @matherines @zwiazdziarka @raysletters @cricketnationrise @xthelastknownsurvivorx @gayrootvegetable @lizzie-bennetdarcy @eusuntgratie @bigassbowlingballhead @whimsymanaged @mainstreamelectricalparade @priincebutt @duchessdepolignaca03 @songliili @leojfitz @user-anakin @anchoredarchangel
I hope you all had a wonderful holiday and are doing well! remember to be kind to yourselves! <3
xx
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crybaby-bkg · 6 months
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tw: mention of incest role play, mention of fear kink, mention of cum inflation????, scummy gojo, also I have no idea how to word this????
gojo who gets paired up with you for a college project, and you’re fucking reeling for a few reasons. one being; he’s extremely attractive and damn near everyone on campus knows who he is. and also, you’re intimidated by his beauty and popularity, especially since you’re only known for giving out the answers when people ask nice enough in classes.
but he’s so…friendly, when you guys meet up to start on the project. he’s all smiles and helpful answers, bites at the people who come up to him and pretend you’re not even there. he listens to you with this dumb (cute) little look on his face, with his lips slightly parted and his brows raised and his white lashes peeking over the roundness of his glasses whenever he nods.
he’s kinder than you expected him to be. funnier, too, with his shitty jokes that you find yourself snorting at in the quiet library. and when you guys are finished with the project, he still keeps in touch. moves his seat to be next to you in class, texts you and asks you out to coffee, even invites you on a date after a few weeks.
and everything is perfect—until it’s not. until he beds you one day and it’s not as special or magical as you were anticipating it to be. he’s kinda…strange, in a sense, when he fucks you. oddly quiet, like he’s holding back, his hands just a little too tight, his eyes too focused on random parts of your body.
but you sleep with him again and again, until he starts becoming real comfortable with you. almost too comfortable, let’s how weird and strange and almost scummy he really is start to shine through, let the mask he’d be unknowingly wearing this entire time slip away.
“What if we were siblings?” Gojo asks you one night when he’s fucking your brains out. he’s gotten better over these few months, gotten looser and more comfortable. too fucking comfortable.
“Satoru, what in the ever loving fuck are you on about?” you ask him in a gasp as you reach a hand back to keep your head from hitting the headboard. but he’s undeterred, his eyes wild and unseeing as he grips your hips tighter, thrusts becoming sloppier.
“No, I mean in a role play way.” He explains, as if that makes it sound any better. “You know? You’re my sweet lil sister taking big bro’s cock so I won’t tell mom and dad about you sneaking out.”
“You’re a sick fuck.” you tell him plainly, frustrated that your tone doesn’t carry the same bite because his nimble fingers started playing with you at the same time. “Fuckin’ weirdo.”
“Incest role play doesn’t turn you on?” he asks, cocking his head to the side like a confused puppy that you wanna kick in the chin. “Maybe, hmm,”
he pretends to be lost in thought, thrusts slowing down and you let out an irritated huff as you slump back onto the bed. but your back arches up when his hips pick up pace again, suddenly slamming into you as he looms over you. one hand cupping your cheek, the other returning in between your thighs as he grins madly.
“Maybe you’d like some fear play, yeah? How’s that sound?” Gojo bends over you until his nose skims yours, his pupils entirely too tiny, makes your breath hitch in your throat. “Me, chasing you around the campus with a big knife, scared that I’ll catch you. You know I would, right?”
he forces you to nod with his big hand cupping your cheeks, pouting your lips at him as you whimper. he kisses you, breathless, chuckling a little under his breath as he mutters something incomprehensible, his cock carving its way deep inside you.
“Maybe even cum inflation? That one’s not the realest thing out here, but I could figure out a way to make that work. You’d like that, right?” he sounds like he’s off the deep end, like every single twisted thought that’s been running through his mind these past few weeks have finally come to the forefront. started spilling out between you two like a cracked dam, like he’s been bottling this up ever since you met him.
you cum only a few seconds after his last inquiry, scared of the way his smile widens, as if your body told him an answer he’s already known.
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dekarios · 2 months
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tag game :3 do this test and this picrew for ur oc!! ^_^
i did afhiri !!!!!! :D who is surprisingly closer to chaotic evil than i thought (bad clown............)
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