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fried1ton · 3 months

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(1,2,3,4,5,6) | moodboard for @1winwin

#hope you like it!!#moodboard

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c7arisse · 10 months

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hi!! happy new year :D i stumbled upon your blue lock fanart and loved it theyre all so pretty and i love your art style. i was wondering you could draw some kaiser? he lives in my brain rent free lmao. thank you!! have a nice day/night :))

hi anon! happy new year (don't mind it, i take 100y to answer my asks...) :D

(i hope you read the chapter 221 bc it's a redraw from it; im not telling you to shut up!!)

#my art #digital art #fanart #bllk #blue lock #ask #michael kaiser #blue lock fanart #bllk manga #manga redraw #blue lock chapter 221 #bllk michael kaiser #hope you like it!!

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plush-rabbit · 1 year

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Dating Enji to Get Back at Touya

Request: Idk if youre down to write thing kind of thing but the idea is; Touya is a shitty immature boyfriend whos never treated reader right even though theyve been dating for a long while. They finally break up after a big fight inwhich reader is just done with his bullshit. They sont talk for a while until he sees reader with his father of all people. Reader is with Enji and he treats her RIGHT☆ he spoils her and treats her like the women she is. Touya is not happy♡ thats it, just reader dating Touyas dad for revenge but actually is really happy w him

A/N: I’m gonna try a different format here so let me know how you think of it, kind of like a fic, but not a full one

Touya isn’t the best partner to have. He’s never cheated on you, but he’s so dismal of your feelings. He can be mean- ignoring you, walking out on you when you’re crying, staying for a quick fuck and leaving immediately and if he doesn’t leave immediately, he falls asleep and wakes up early to raid your fridge and leave without a note.

There’s a certain charm to the relationship. Despite him being mean and the fights where he’d raise his voice and tell you nasty things in order to hurt you, to see you cry- he could also be sweet. He’d call you pretty, and kiss your cheek. He could fuck you nice and soft, and kiss you with so much passion you could have mistaked it for some deeper feeling. He wasn’t the type to say sorry, but he would bring you gifts- expensive ones that he’d know you’d like.

But the fighting is too much. It’s mean and cruel, and both of you brought out the worst in each other. And one day, you had enough. You broke it off and deleted his contact and even though you couldn't bring yourself to delete the text messages, you did.

Maybe you should have gone with his brother, Natsuo, who you know would be a sweetheart and would treat you better than anyone could. Or maybe his sister, Fuyumi. She was always cute and had such a sweet voice. But, for better or for worse, his father was there, going through a divorce and desperate for something or someone to just relieve himself on, you and him both took advantage of one another after a few drinks and a confirmation that both of you were single.

Due to his failed marriage, Enji uses you as a rebound. It works out, really, since all you’re using him for is just to get back at his son. A “fuck you” and the pride- or something far more ugly and hurt- getting to tell him that you fucked his dad in his childhood home. And Enji gets to not be so alone anymore, gets to relieve his stress and use you in all sorts of harsh ways without a complaint. He gets to fuck somebody else while going through a mid-life crisis.

That’s all the relationship that it is, a ”fuck you” and a rebound.

But then he visits one night after a long day of work, and like father, like son, he wants to use you, forget about his day. Maybe he should have called you, checked to see if you were awake, because even if light peeks out from under the door, you could be asleep. He takes out your key, and tries not to think about the implication of having a key to your home, and opens the door. Enji has memorized the walk to your room already, could walk the exact number of steps and turn without pumping into the corner of the wall if he were blinded.

He can already feel his cock harden at the thought of getting to scoop you into his arms and have you ride him, to feel you clench and kiss his neck. His mouth salivates at the thought of kissing you. There are whimpers coming inside and his perverted mind, he knows he came at the right time- all it will be for the night is rushed kisses and a wet hole aching for him.

And then he opens the door, and you’re under the blanket, crying and taking shuddering breaths. You’re crying and you take notice of him. You can’t stop the tears, and you can’t mask the heaviness in your voice when you speak.

“Enji,” you sniffle and he stands at the doorway. “Shit, I’m sorry, I didn’t-” you rub at your eyes and tears drip down the curve of your face- “I didn’t know you were coming.”

He thinks about when Rei would cry and how he’d snarl and yell. How his youngest would stand between them, and he thinks about all he would do is yell even more. Late in the night, he would apologize, and in the morning, he would fuck her, muttering against her skin about how he loved her.

His lips are dry and he can’t tell you that he just came here for sex.

“I- uh. I’m sorry.” You’re apologizing- for either the awkward situation or for crying. “I’m a mess right now.” You scratch at the space where your shoulder and neck meet and you leave lines behind. “You can leave if you want.” He can leave, because if you had told his son, Touya would have left in a heartbeat and you would cry about it, but you wouldn’t hold it against him. He would come back the next day and wouldn’t ask how you feel. Tears shine in your eyes, and you’re alone in your room, crying. “It’s fine,” your voice breaks and your lips tremble.

He thinks to himself that he doesn’t want to see another significant other cry because of him.

Quickly, he takes steps towards you, and he crouches by the bed. “What’s wrong?” His hand cups the side of your face, a tear catching on his thumb. “Did something happen?”

You start with a few heavy breaths, and your eyes shine and he can see himself in your eyes, kneeled on the floor, trying to comfort you. All you can do is cry, muttering about how work was awful and you can’t stand it anymore. You cry and he has such an urge to hold you, to run his calloused hands down your back and make it all better.

He isn’t sure when it happened, but he’s on your bed, stripped down to a white tank and his briefs, and you on his chest, with hands entangled in one another and his other hand running up and down his back. You fall asleep beside him, and he stares at you for a long time. His arm is asleep under you, and he makes no attempt to pull away from you.

In the morning, you wake up and make breakfast for him. He sits with you for it, and sits on the couch next to you, his arm spread against the back of the sofa watching the morning news.

“I’m sorry for last night,” you say without looking away from the television. “I- uh- if you have time, I can make it up to you.” Your hand is on the inner of his thigh, and you look up at him, parting your lips and grabbing his hand that rests behind you, feebly guiding it to the back of your head.

“Sorry, but I have to go to work.” He kisses the top of your head and stands up. “I’ll come by tonight.”

If it was Touya, you would have been sure that was a lie, bet your life on it and bet your favorite blanket too. But Enji does come by tonight, and he comes with flowers and takeout and he sits with you, and he kisses you goodnight before sleeping beside you. And in the morning, he’s still there, sleeping beside you with his face buried into your chest.

“You really didn't have to do all this,” you tell him, the petal of a tulip tickling the tip of your nose.

“Do you like them?” He feels like a child, standing awkwardly, hoping you’d say yes and waiting for your answer is the most nerve wracking thing he’s done all day. You nod and tell him you love them, keeping them close to you and unable to keep your hands off of the petals. And he swells with pride knowing you like what he got you.

Dating Enji is odd. He’s been married, but not once has he ever called you Rei. Never treated

He’s large and imposing. And he’s kind and soft. He likes having you close to him, always a hand on you when you’re within arm’s reach. All the little things are celebrated, and wants you with him.

you as her or compared you both. He kisses you good morning and kisses you goodnight. He makes you cry and apologizes. He holds you tight and tries to fix himself. You wonder what happened to Toiya to make him be so cruel, but you wonder who Enji was before you, why his ex-wife wanted to divoarce him. Why some of his children don’t call. He must have been mean before. You wait for the other shoe to drop, wait for him to yell at you and call you mean names until you cry. You wait for him to do something, but he never does.

He kisses you sweetly and makes room in his closet for you. He peels you mandarins and cracks open your pistachios. He holds your bags and carries you inside when you fall asleep on the drive home. He treats you so well, and it makes you want him.

Touya was so sure that you would come back to him. Whether it was for a quick fuck or actually wanting to get back together, he wasn’t sure, but he knew- or believed- that you would come crawling back.

And days turn to weeks and weeks to months, and he’s with someone else, hoping that you’d call him in the middle of the night, asking him to come over.

There’s something that he needs from his father, and when he walks into the smaller house than the one he grew up with- the family home being left to his mother- he can hear your laugh. He thinks to himself that he must be so stuck on you, that you must be the exact same way. It’s early in the morning, and he’s still a bit tired, a headache about to form in the back of his skull, and he thinks that it’s his imagination, until he walks into the kitchen, and sees you leaned against the counter, and his father with his hand on your hip.

Neither of you take notice of him until he clears his throat and you both tense, turning to look at him.

His father looks a bit ashamed, but you don’t. You wave at him and return to cleaning up the table where two sets of dinnerware rests, a plate once full of food, now just scraps. Touya’s stomach drops and he realizes what all this is. His father fucking his ex, and living with them in some faux happy daydream.

The worst part of whatever weird situation that he had the unfortunate luck of walking into, is that you actually look happy.

You wear a necklace, one far better than the one he could ever have given you, and his father is speaking to him, wrds all garbled up and nothing more than nonsense as he stares at you, ready for a punchline, ready for you to be mean and attempt to make him jealous by kissing his father in front of him. All you do is kiss his cheek.

“I’m gonna go throw the trash, ‘kay Enji?” Your fingertips tap at his jaw to turn him towards you, giving him a kiss and walking away.

You’re on a first name basis with his dad, and his father’s gaze follows you, watching you walk away with a smile he doesn’t think he’s ever seen him make.

“I know it must be odd-” Enji starts, and it goes unlistened to, only glimpses and phrases, actually making sense. “-it just happened-” , “They’re really nice-”, “I hope you don’t mind.”

The last sentence is such a slap to his face that he gets up and walks out, slamming the front door hard enough that picture frames rattle.

When he goes outside, he finds you there, the bag of trash beside you, and your phone held in your hand. You ask if he’s leaving already, and you wish him for a safe drive. You don’t even give him a spare glance.

He’s furious and he hates himself and you and his dad. He hates how happy you looked. How domesticated the both of you were- are. He hates how you moved on from him. That you meant it when you said you were done with his bullshit. He thought he would have had another chance. But he knows himself- he would have ruined it too, and even though the relationship was awful, he still went to you when you called him. He still bought you gifts and he still has your house keys.

“Do you live with him now?” His voice is emotionless, and there’s a hint of disgust in there to ask whatever void is growing in him.

You shrug. “Yeah. Got my own toothbrush here and everything.” You smile. “My place was starting to get cramped anyways.”

Inside, Enji calls for you, and quickly, you stand, wishing Touya a good day, and he stands outside with a bag of trash and a key with no home to return to.

#bnha #bnha headcanons #bnha enji #enji todoroki #endeavor x you #endeavor x reader #enji todoroki x reader #touya x you #touya todoroki #touya todoroki x you #touya todoroki x reader #i hoep you like this #this got me simping for endeavor #i think i wanna write for fatgum again #anyways im super tired #hope you like it!!#love you bye!!

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ant1quarian · 20 days

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*Sobbing softly*

Can I have an avian dust x reader please?

Of course!

I'm assuming you want a drabble/oneshot?

It was a cold winters day in Decay's territory. The rocky terrain had quickly become even more slippery and dangerous during nightfall. The small sprinkling of snow across the landscape was enough, apparently, to get him using it as an excuse to keep you for another couple hours.

His wings wrapped around you gently as his clawed phalanges messed with your fingers, resting his chin on the back of your head and looking over it. The feathers held an almost silk-like quality and he seemed to radiate heat, despite being just magic, feathers and bones.

It was nice. Comfortable, even.

You hummed a quiet tune as you took in a deep breath of the crisp, cold morning air.

Decay was right in a sense. It would be kind of uncomfortable trekking the kilometres back to human civilisation in this kind of weather- especially considering you'd usually have to get quite close to the border of another flock's land.

You let yourself drift from thought to thought until you paused, leaning your back into Decay's chest and looked up at him.

He shifted his chin off of your head and returned the silent staring, mild intrigue sparkling in those beautiful mismatched eyelights of his.

". . . When did you fall for me?"

Decay blinked once, slowly, before snorting and carefully (careful. he was always careful. You both knew the damage he could do to you in a heartbeat- not that he would) tugging you closer into his embrace.

"i didn't fall. you fuckin' tripped me."

The words may have seemed brash- perhaps a bit rude and blunt, but the soft, affectionate undertone and the hint of a genuine grin appearing in his expression completely undermined them.

You laughed.

Man, you loved him.

#Hope you like it!!#undertale fandom #sans x reader #arian's asks #avians #aviantale #dust sans #dustverse #arian's avians #dust sans x reader

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jazzzzzzhands · 3 months

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Oh i LOVE Slime Wally!! Melly!! Calling him MarshMelly out of affection... putting Bingsu beads and other add-ins into him He could hold fruit in him like a Jello.... Slime texture is a bit like water and therefore, VERY fun to work with! Melly/Slime Wally belongs to @slimey-wally I also just really love their very very FUN art so much!! Go check em out!! oh another version because they drew him with White eyelashes ONCE and i wanted to have them QwQ <3

#wally darling #welcome home au #melly #slime wally #fanart #jazzart #oohhh but please i had so so much fun with this!!#mmm mmm textureeeee #i love his boots #i love how shiny he is...#anyways #hope you like it!!#its a bit late!!#i hope you like my silly headcannons of melly having beads and boba and fruit in his slime #i should have added that in my art but i thought of it as i was submitting it #its so funny to me and i love him #im still thinking of him dancing with groovy!!!#oh just so SWEET!

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hanir · 6 months

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archive mb for @frangiponi

x x x x

#hope you like it!!#<3 #mb #moodboard #mine

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four-eyed-nerd · 22 days

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A while back the wonderful @willowthearts drew me this adorable piece of art of Juniper, and I've been meaning to draw something back ever since.

I've finally done that haha! I really liked how the chibi style piece I did yesterday turned out, so I wanted to have another go at it!

Hope you like!

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oh-surprise-its-me · 7 months

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Roy/Jamie prompt: Set during S1 where Roy is an Alpha and Jamie is an Omega. After hours they get into another fight that escalates into a full on brawl, which then turns into mind-blowing, angry sex. They get so passionate that their fangs come out and then both bite each other's necks, right on the mating gland, forming an irreversible link between them. Roy somehow manages to get them to his place where they continue to make love to each other all night. Thankfully tomorrow is a rest day. They wake up bruised and basically married. Instead of rejecting each other, instinct takes over as they want to take care of each other like newly bonded mates are supposed to. Roy's afraid of being to stifling and clingy, only to realize Jamie thrives on it, craves him above all others. They started out enemies, and somehow turn into each other's whole world, flaws and all.

Ohh I’ve never written alpha/beta/omega before

I know some people don’t like it but boo lame it’s better then some au’s

So here’s the tw- alpha/beta/omega dynamics (maybe untraditional?? Idk whatever.)

When Jamie wakes up he’s warm. He feels fucking fabulous.

His neck hurts but that’s what happened when you get a mating bite.

Oh fuck him he’s got a mating bite. From Roy no less.

He couldn’t be happier.

He remembers Roy pressing a kiss to his shoulder and telling him he’d be back with breakfast.

Jamie rolls up and looks around for some sort of pants. He might have an exhibitionist streak but he does know that he gets cold easily. He catches sight of the sweater Roy had on yesterday. It’s a dark green. Should smell like him.

Jamie pulls it on over his head. It fits perfectly.

He wanders down to the kitchen where he smells bacon. Roy is at the stove in sweatpants.

God his back is incredible. Jamie goes over and presses up behind Roy. He licks up the side of his neck. “Morning.”

Roy let’s out a small growl. “Morning pretty boy.”

Jamie hums. “Smells good.” He gets a snort from Roy. “Me or the food?” Jamie lightly nips the other side of Roy’s neck. “Why not both.”

Roy smiles at him. He’s gently pushed to the counter and told to stay. Thank god it’s the weekend and they can just cuddle and fuck like animals all they want.

It’s a few hours later and they’ve talked everything over. Jamie sighs. It’s been a fabulous morning but he wants a shower.

He brushes his hand over Roy’s head from where it’s laying on his stomach. “Wanna shower now.”

Roy nods. He sits up and leans against the other arm of the couch. Jamie tilts his head and stands.

“Aren’t you coming with me?”

Roy blinks up at him. “Figured I’ve mauled you enough. You deserve some alone time.”

Jamie blinks at his mate.

He slides onto Roy’s lap. It makes the older man startle lightly. He grabs Roy’s face. Makes him have eye contact.

He gently shakes Roy’s head. “Why would I want to be alone. You’re my mate I literally never have to be alone again. And I don’t want to be alone ever again.”

Roy stares at Jamie. Shit. How does he have such the perfect mate. “You sure? Ive had people tell me I’m annoying about affection multiple times.”

Jamie gets a murderous look in his eye. “And I’ll fucking end them. I want you to be ‘annoyingly affectionate’ Roy I’m annoyingly affectionate.”

Roy shakes his head, hard to do since Jamie’s fingers still have a grip but he manages. “No you fucking aren’t. You’re perfect wanna be around you all the time.”

Jamie leans down and presses a kiss to Roy’s lips. “There. Problem solved. We’re doing everything together for a while. Including that shower I wanted. Get up come on.”

Roy can only obey. He is in awe of his mate how perfect of a mate he got. Roy knows it’s a formality but he wants to marry Jamie. He’ll bring that up another time when he doesn’t have Jamie wet in the shower waiting for him.

#ted lasso #jamie tartt #roy kent #if this is your ick just don’t click!#jamie x roy #royjamie #roy x jaime #roy kent x jamie tartt #hope you like it!!#alpha/beta/omega verse

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plantsimgirl · 1 year

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