#i LOVE the colors and lighting and well yknow what i love all of it in particular

[josibunn]

can we have a full simp euro fic pretty please? i lovedddd the drabble

simp euronymous x reader who has an occasional soft spot for him :P euro calling u mama in a beastboy way btw

tl: @vanlisbon @sugarinte @monkeyfart @444rockstargf @bambi-horror @u1trear0tic @auggiethecreator @bluemercy2 @lankysimp @wonkinoo

euronymous and that imaginary leash you have him on, he’s following you around a mall, moreso being dragged, you’re clutching his hand as you’re pulling him into store after store, draining him of his pockets. he doesn’t care though, he loves the fashion shows you put on for him and he loves showing you off in whatever he gets you.

“we just came from this store, doll,” he reminds you. currently, you were searching for this dress, last time you were here you saw this cute strapless pink dress in display things, and you searched top and bottom for it, euronymous doing his best to help you, even though his hands were full of bags, your bags.

“I know that smartass,” you snap, starting to get impatient and lose hope. “then why are we back?? baby I don’t think the dress is here,” he stops in his tracks, and you huff, spinning around to face him, your arms crossed and toes tapping the floor in your little kitten heels. “well it doesn’t hurt to try and look! you saw it it was really cute!” you whine, and your hopeless, pouty expression has him wanting to whine like a puppy.

(he didn’t like the dress too much actually, it didn’t put him at ease when you tried it on; the fabric was too thin and he could see your nipples through it, not to mention how short it was, barely reaching your fingertips. but it made you happy, and who was he to tell you what and what not to wear?)

“well…let’s ask a worker, kay? and if not we’ll just come back another time.” he followed you to the counter, standing to the side. “do you guys still have that pink, strapless mini dress that was on the mannequin a few days ago? real little and it was like a light pink?”

you start to frown when the worker tells you it’s out of stock, saying it bought out fast two days after you came. “is there anything like it? anything similar?” øystein steps up, and you follow with a mean look, arms crossed and heels clacking angrily as you follow behind.

“see? they have somethin’ like it,” he takes a dress off the rack and holds it up to you, laughing lightly at your poked lip. “it’s funny? it’s fuckin’ funny, you asshole??” you snap, and he chuckled a little some more, shaking his head.

“no baby no, y’just look so cute when you’re all mad and pouty like this,” he brings his hand up to cradle your face but you smack his hand away, then smack his chest, which makes him laugh some more.

“i’m just tryna help!” “yer’ laughing at me!” you say as he winds down, coming to a stop. “m’sorry baby yknow I don’t mean it, just wanna help you,” he smiles, eyes big and cheeks pink as he comes down. “look at this one, almost the same color and just as short, just how you like it.” he says and you crack a smile.

“does the straps matter? we can cut em.” he didn’t bother looking at the price tag as he held it up to your body. they were the kind of straps that you tie around your neck, “no it’s ok, this is kinda cute too. wait here,” you take it and he follows you to the dressing room, sitting on a bench as he waits for you to come out.

you slip it on, already feeling like crying as you look at yourself in the mirror. you didn’t even have it fully on, the straps hanging over your shoulders as you do a 360, looking at it. “øystein :(,” you call, and he perks up at the sadness in your voice, coming into the changing room with you.

to him it was the exact same just with straps, still a little see through, still short, he didn’t know why you were sad again. “what’s wrong? it looks good right?” he rubs your hips as you two look at you in the mirror, and he can’t help but stare at your hard nipples.

“wha-are you joking?? it doesn’t look right at all!” you whine as you through your arms out, and his brows furrow. “what? it’s the exact same thing, just the straps! and you don’t even have them tied baby,” he moves your hair out the way and ties them, sure that made your boobs perkier but you still felt ugly in it.

“see? look how cute you look in it,” he smiles at you as you turn around, your back to the mirror and your hands on his chest, looking at your backside. “and it makes my ass look saggy..” you frown, your head now on his chest, and he laughs lightly, running his hands down your hips to your ass.

“no it doesn’t baby, it looks good as always,” he kisses the top of your head as he squeezes and grabs your ass, “you don’t have to get it, but you know I will if you do want it, kay? or we can wait till the other one comes back.” he talks as you still have your head buried in his chest, biting his lip as he notices your tiny thong through the dress, grabbing you more.

“whatever,” you shrug, sighing. “so which is it? wanna get it or wait?” he asks, and you look back once more, giving one more look. “are you sure it looks good?” “yes, baby. promise, you know I wouldn’t lie to you.” he grins before kissing you, and you exhale shakily in his mouth when he pulls you closer, feeling his bulge against your lower tummy.

“can I get this dress and the other one if it’s back in stock too?” you ask and he sniffles a laugh, nodding in the kiss, “f’course mama.”

i could continue this if you’d like!! I hope u enjoyed I loooove euro, sftenthese last few ones tho I think I might pause him bc I have more stuff for other characters. mwah mwah ily!

#rory culkin #rory culkin smut #x black reader #euronymous smut #lords of chaos #euronymous #lords of chaos smut #eurory prompt

[s0lam33y]

You make me so…

producer! riri x reader

a/n: I’m sorry if there r a lot of typos, I didn’t have to re-edit this. I was gonna make this a series but I just decided to turn it into a oneshot ! I feel like it’s a bit all over the place but yknow what? It’s fine 💀

@pvnks0ul @fentibeauty @onyxstones-world @kissvamps @shurislover

Riri 🎶

- meet me at the studio in 30, im tryna wrap this album up, I got places to be.

You read the text from your phone and feel an arm secure around your barely conscious frame. You feel a pair of lips against the nose of your neck that you used to make you shiver in the best way possible but has begun to bore you.

“Where you going?” Your girlfriend, Tori, grumbles as you begin to shift away from her. You turn around and gently kiss her forehead.

“I got to go to the studio.” You tell her as you sit up on the foot of the bed. You pull a shirt from the floor over your naked body. She wasn’t all that good in bed and she didn’t put you to sleep anyway so you don’t see a point in staying. Your girlfriend sits up and rubs at her bleary eyes.

“Why does she always need you?” She questions with irritation seeping through her words. You sigh again, this isn’t the first time she’s commented on Riri texting you late at night. You know it’s not flirtatious and they’ve interacted enough for your girl to hate your producer.

You can’t blame her. Riri’s naturally flirtatious, not purposefully. But her kindness can be taken a certain way. She’s caring, loving and so damn carefree it blows your mind. She calls everyone pet names and your girlfriend wasn’t too happy about it when she heard ‘baby,’ slip out of her mouth. Riri’s respectful and when she saw the slow twitch in your girl’s eyes so she had laid off the pet names for a while. Now she doesn’t care so much.

When you don’t feel like recording, she lets you take breaks. She doesn’t push your limits too quickly. She makes the best beats she can find, Hell, she gets you into after parties. She’s so damn considerate and so sweet.

“It’s work, let it go. A’ight?” You breathe out, walking towards the mirror and fluffing your flattened Afro. You feel arms wrap around your clad waist and want to pry her off of you.

It’s no longer cute, it’s borderline possessive and it’s taking everything in you not to say something crazy.

“As long as you know.” She shrugs, kissing your shoulder before heading out of the room, towards the kitchen you’re sure. You freshen up, wearing a skirt and boots. You never leave without a bunch of bracelets on your arm and golden hoops.

On your way out, you hear your girlfriend’s voice over her mic as she clicks away at her ps5 that you remember buying after your first check from a concert.

“I’m heading out.” You murmur.

“Yeah- Yeah, see you, babe.” She says, more excited at the video game on the flatscreen T.V than you. She doesn’t even spare a glance as you head out of your apartment. You don’t understand how someone can be so considerate and careless as the same time.

You do well for yourself, you live on a rather expensive side of Chicago now. And you’ve managed to take your girlfriend with her, she doesn’t work. Not now. She says she’ll get there at some point but even you aren’t sure when.

You don’t bother driving to Riri’s penthouse. It’s a nice night out, not too cold or too hot. It’s a simple light breeze and you find yourself finding more inspiration anyway. You receive a couple looks, a couple fans bump into you, begging for signatures and snapping photos of you. You’re new to this, the fame and paparazzi. It’s flattering and nowhere near Invasive just yet.

You finally reach Riri’s penthouse after a fifteen minute walk. You can hear the strumming of guitar chords and once you reach to knock a voice sounds.

“Doors already open.” Riri’s voice mentions. You push the door open to find her sitting in her leather couch. Her apartment is full of warm light, it’s the perfect temperature with all kinds of warm toned colors splattered around it.

“Wassup, Y/N. I like your fit.” Riri smiles. She noticed at least. She has a one-sided smile plastered on her face and a part of you can’t tell if you find it cute because it’s her or just a preference you have. Her braids are gathered in a bun on top of her head with spiraling curls framing her face.

“Preciate it.” You reply. She’s man spreading, dressed in loose sweats and sports bra , like she is nearly 90 % of the time. The public notices too and she’s had numerous comparisons to Adam Sandler. She’s more stylish but she has I-Don‘t-Give-A-Fuck, attitude. You noticed the sparkle in her tongue from the piercing lodged there as she begins to speak.

“I just wanted to go over the album, before everything’s set. Is that alright?” She questions as she stands up. She doesn’t walk towards her studio room, instead she walks towards the fridge across the island counter.

“You want sumn to drink?” She offers.

You already know it’s gonna be a long session.

…

“That was good, baby.” Riri encourages through the other side of the glass. You feel your face heat up at her compliment. It’s not the first time she’s ever praised you but you have the same reaction every time. You look up to find her with a headset on and relaxed look.

“Do that again, I need you to drag out the vowels a lil longer, f’me. If you nail that then this album is platinum.” She requests while sitting back and placing her hands behind her head. You hear the beat again. It’s slow, sensual and you find yourself rushing a lot.

That’s what this album is supposed to be. Slow. Sensual. It’s what your going for anyway. It’s supposed to be about love, lust and passion. Your supposed to be thinking about your girl. The woman in your home.

But instead you think of her. The woman in front of you, your producer.

You should be be thinking about your girlfriends smile, the soft cologne she wears, her raunchy laugh. But instead you think of Riri, her perfect hair, the vanilla perfume that she sprays on her neck, the softest chuckle she always lets out and that toothy grin. She has the cutest smile you think you’ve ever seen.

“Y/N, sweetheart, you missed the entire thing, you okay?” Riri asks. You snap your eyes up only to find her looking at you. Have her eyes always been this brown?

“I’m okay.”

“Fuckin’ liar, step out the booth, we gon talk this out, ma.” She replies. You want to complain but you do what she tells you anyway. Because truth is, she could tell you anything and you’d do it. And you hate that.

You take a seat next to a rolling chair next to her and focus on the glass covered album covers behind her.

“What’s botherin’ you?” She investigates. You focus on her the different golden rings on her fingers, the way she twists them around her middle and pointer finger.

“Nothing, I just um- I can’t focus.” You admit.

“Yeah? And why is that?” She digs deeper, sitting up so her elbow rests on her knees. Have her arms been so toned? You watch the Cuban link around her move back and forth.

“Is it sumn with yo girl?” She guesses. She takes your silence as a yes. She’s always seemed neutral when it comes to your girlfriend. She doesn’t mention it.

“Y/N, do you love her?” Riri asks.

“I don’t know.” You reply and Riri doesn’t know the reason why your questioning it is because of her. She smiles at you, and you’re sure she’s gonna drop some wisdom.

“Go home…go see her, we have a long day tomorrow, we got an after party. I want you to let loose and have fun.” She encourages as her hand gravitates towards the curve of your left shoulder.

“But the album-“

“I’ll put it together, you’ve given me everything I need.” She insists as she ushers you out. You want to reach out for hug but for some reason that seems to intimate.

“I’ll see you.” She promises and just like that you’re out in the Chicago air again.

Her words stick in your mind.

“you’ve given me everything I need.”

…

The next morning is busy. You wake yourself up and catch the sunrise but don’t have time to watch it. You run through your skincare routine, in the hopes of not having any breakouts.

You plan out your outfit for tonight, you want something that presents you on the outside. So you settle for a dark black body con dress, some black boots to match and a leather jacket. You’ll pair it with some shades and silver jewelry.

This is technically your first after-party and although it’s not a big deal to many artists, it’s a big deal to you. You’re going to meet so many other artists like you, some that you’ve been admiring for years.

While your in your robe, rubbing cream into your face, arms wrap around your waist like they do nearly every morning.

You wonder what Riri’s morning routine is like. Knowing her, she probably wakes up later than she should and most likely stays in bed. It’s wrong for think of someone else while your have a good girlfriend standing right behind you.

Tori’s stable. Predictable. She’s comfortable. She doesn’t try to make you happy anymore, she doesn’t know what you favor. Hell, she barely listens to your music. But you too, have grown far too comfortable. You know what she likes. You’ve known her since you were both in highschool. It’s too late to back out now.

You lean back in her arms and the smell of her cologne has become unfamiliar, your body and system have become accustomed to the scent of sweet vanilla and warm lavender.

“Want some coffee?” She asks and all you can do is smile and nod. You want Riri, but the guilt is too much. The guilt of leaving Tori would squeeze the life out of you.

She has no one but you. Hell, she moved from New York to Chicago to chase your dreams with you. You can’t have her and Riri at the same time. She hands you your coffee, it’s black and there’s nowhere near enough cream but you smile as you drink. She’s good to you.

Riri is no longer an option, she never should’ve been.

…

The party is at a high-end club. Filled with artists, big and small. None that you can see because of the lowly dimmed red lights throughout.

Riri 🎶

-wya? I got ppl for you to meet.

You try to text back but you feel a hand squeeze your own and look back to see Tori smiling at you. She isn’t dressed to coordinate your outfit but she still looks good, only in a simple white Tee and cargo pants.

“You look good, babe.” She smiles, kissing your shoulder excitedly. Her hand squeeze yours again. You notice that she has no rings on it. You shake your head out of it and feel her hand loosen up as her body tenses behind you. You aren’t sure why until you lift your head up. You find Riri in front of you, she’s in the middle of conversation and throwing her head back as she laughs.

She looks gorgeous. Beautiful. She’s in an oversized suit with nothing but supple skin underneath and a plunged v-neck. She holds a clear glass of what you think is wine and her face beat with a soft glam which you see due to her braids being pulled in a high pony tail. She has her rings on as usual and her chain. That never changed.

Tori’s hand trails down to rest on your waist as Riri approaches. You do your best not to stare at the space between her breasts.

“Nice to see you two.” She smiles, gold decorating her bottom row of teeth. You hear Tori fake a laugh as you smile.

“Y/N, I got a couple people for you to meet, just let me know when you ready.” She points out with her bottom lip tucked into her mouth. You spin on your heel to look at displeased Tori.

“Go, I’ll meet you later, mhm?” You suggests. She mumbles something under her breath and pulls you in for a kiss. It’s messy and your sure your lip liner is on her own lips. You latch away from her and find a waiting Riri.

“Here you go,” She says as she hands you a glass of wine. The even doesn’t call for it but she doesn’t need you borderline drunk especially if it’s for business.

Throughout the night, she introduced you to everyone she can think of. All of her friends, all of the artists she works with, some big and some small. You don’t notice how many drinks you begin to grab and she eventually has to wrap an arm around your waist to keep you on your feet. You start to lean into her touch for support, grabbing at shockingly toned shoulders and veiny hands.

“I think you’re done with the drinks, baby.” She whispers lowly as she leans into you. She had caught you trying to grab another but stopped you before you had the chance.

“I don’t need you ruining y’image.” She says sternly. The carefree version of her that you know is long-gone. Her face is stern as she guides you to a more empty part of the club. She puts you up against a wall, forcing her hands not to linger as she reaches into the pocket of your leather jacket.

Your mind is hazy, cloudy is a better word for it. You’re beginning to see two of her.

“Y/N, put the pin in.” She orders as she placed the phone in your face. You want to say something to her, tell her that she looks so fucking good. And that you’ve noticed the tattooed lined down her sternum.

“I’m calling Tori for you.” She sighs.

“Don’t, please. Not now.” You murmur as she puts the phone to her ear. You grab the lapels of her jacket and pull her close, so close that you can tell that she’s swapped her vanilla perfume for something more expensive.

“I want you.” You clarify through a croaky voice. Her eyes widen to the size of plates as you lean in, pressing her body to your own. She leans in close, so fucking close you can taste it.

“I’m not gonna be your second choice, Y/N. I refuse to be an option, okay?” She coldly clarifies. It feels like a damn slap to the face.

The distance between the two or you causes her to drop your phone which she quickly picks up anyway.

“Stop, Y/N. I’m callin’.” She insists. She looks…uneasy. She takes a step back, breathing in deeply as she looks at you with the phone to her ear.

“Yeah, man, she tipsy. We on the bottom floor, by the entrance.” She hangs up and slips your phone back into your pocket.

“We won’t mention this, you’re just drunk, you don’t want this, baby. You don’t want me, aight?” She says, like she’s trying to convince you but more-so herself. She smiles, hoping that it spreads onto your face but it doesn’t. She brings your hand to her lips and for the first time her lips touch your skin. You’ll never forget it. The coldness of her rings, the softness of her fingertips and the callouses on her palm.

“Go home, ma. I’ll see you.” She says with a sad smile that’s etched itself into your mind. She blends in with the lights the further she walks away from you and all you want to do is call for her but you hear Tori’s voice sound form behind you.

“Let me take you home.” She suggests, interlocking her bare fingers with the one that Riri just kissed. Your hand feels gross now, and you can feel the sweat that’s accumulated on your palm.

She kisses your temple but no matter where she kisses you. It won’t compare to the softest one you’ve ever received.

You agree to let her take you home. That’s the good choice. Tori’s the good choice. But if she is then why doesn’t it feel so fucking wrong?

…

You wake up the next morning with a slight headache but that’s not the worse part. The worse part is that you remember every single part you of last night. You remember Riri, her outfit, her voice, her kiss.

“You got real tipsy.” Tori murmurs as she rubs your back. You’re leaned over the bathroom sink with watery eyes and an angry stomach.

“I bet.” You murmur. You’ve always been a lightweight so even you don’t understand why you decided to get wine drunk last night.

“Yeah and uh- I’ll give you some space.” Tori says, leaving you with your thoughts.

You luckily, never end up puking your guts out but the nausea never leaves. Not becomes of the alcohol but because of the genuine anxiety from last night. You try to get some sleep but you never do.

…

Two days after the party you find Riri in her studio. She hasn’t spoken a word about the club. It’s like it’s been wiped from her brain. She keeps calling you pet names and has the softest smile on your face you swear you lose synapses by the second.

But you can’t play along. You’re not sure you want to. You’re seated right next to her with your album playing. The open room feels so stuffy.

And today there are no songs to finish up, or to record. All you two have to do is go over your album. Every song there is. And her favorite song begins to play. It’s your least favorite, more vulnerable than you’d like, it’s not your best work. You named it Seen, again, not your best work, not the most thought out.

“We should scrap that.” You murmur. It’s too intimate, and you’re beginning to hate it. Especially since Riri’s the one hearing it.

“Nah, let it play.” She sighs. All she would really need is a blunt to relax her. You stare at her, admiring her side profile while she closes her eyes. You know it’s about her. The song is about her. All of the nights she spent thinking of lyrics and love, were spent thinking around Riri. You watch her visibly relax, her abs tensing on every inhale and chest rising on every exhale.

“Riri-“

Her eyes meet yours before you can finish your sentence.

“I know…I was hoping you had forgotten, Y/N.” She says, nearly whispering into the air. You’re so tired of having to settle. Riri doesn’t let you, she doesn’t let you settle for bad brand deals, bad concerts, bad programs. You don’t think about any what if’s, what cons there are in your career because as of now she’s done everything in her power so you don’t have to.

"You've given me a lot, Y/N. But I grew up watching my parents and the love they got...There's no one else for them, there's no other choice. They're meant to be...I want nothing less. I don't want to be the other woman." She murmurs, her eyes low as she stares ahead. You remain silent because there's nothing you can think of saying. "Ion know how you feel bout Tori, I know you want me...But it's not difficult to want someone, You don't want me more than you want Tori," But you do. "I don't like this, being confused. You want me but you still with her..." She exhales before continues. " I can't accept that and neither should you." Your song has stopped playing for a long time. She still doesn't turn her head to look at you. Your phone buzzes in your pocket and both of you know who's calling. Riri knows you'll pick up. She knows now that you'll always pick Tori and seeing it will only solidify her thoughts. Tori's good, She's stable. She's everything you need. She should be enough. If that's the case why do you constantly need to remind yourself. You put the phone to your ear and watch Riri shift a little in her chair. Within two minutes, you're walking towards her apartment door. You don't say anything but before you can walk too far, she speaks. "Get home safe." ...

Within days, your album charts in the top 10 on Spotify and Apple music. Your phone blows with congratulation messages from people you love, people dear to you, people you haven't spoken to in years and exes that you have forgotten to block. While you're in the car with Tori, your least favorite song begins to play on the Radio. Today has been so confusing. It's been the worst day and best day of your life. There's nothing scarier than being vulnerable especially to millions of people worldwide. "This song is real cute, Who's it about?" Tori grins, confident that the song is all about her. Then your heart sinks and you realize that out of the hundreds of messages, you really only wanted to see one. Your eyes begin to burn with tears and your phone pings. Speak of the devil.

Riri 🎶

- congrats, y/n. you deserve it :)

You put your phone down and in your pocket, forcing a smile on your face.

“You.” You murmur and it excites the woman next to you but she doesn’t know who lingers in your mind. She never will.

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[navstuffs]

Yknow sometimes I wonder when Leon will get that dinner of his. A blurb or just add on to how a nice comfy dinner with Leon would be nice. I think as long as the meal is pretty filling he’d enjoy it.

Plus get a nice desert with his dear reader😋

taking Leon to get what he always deserves is one of my fav things to write for him. thank you so much for requesting me to write this, and i hope you enjoy it!

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You had heard about Leon's fame for inviting people to dinner before you got to work with him. Have you heard the best defense is the attack? So, of course, you took the initiative and invited him first before Agent Kennedy could even pop out the famous question. His surprised face made it all worth it, and you had to bite your lips to not laugh at his face.

"You want to take me on a dinner?" Leon wonders, his voice half shocked or half scared. You had never seen Leon Kennedy that stunned, not even while facing the terrors of bioterrorism, and something inside of you seemed to light up.

"Yeah. I wouldn't call it a date just yet." You decide to tease him a little further just to see his reaction.

Leon brought his hand to rub his neck, his blue eyes looking anywhere but your face. Is it your impression, or is THE Leon Kennedy blushing? Oh no, he is, the faint rouge color spreading over his cheeks, for more he is trying to hide with his darker golden locks covering his face. You want to ask if the cat cut his tongue, and Leon finally answers an embarrassed "yes," and you think you saw a small smile on the corner of his mouth.

So fast forward to Saturday night, you two are sitting at the table of the famous Mario's Cuisine, one of your favorite spots for Italian food. You tell yourself that it is not a date as Leon passes his eyes over the menu. He doesn't look too overly dressed, although the smell of his cologne has never been this strong before.

After your orders are taken, there is just silence at the table. You observe all the other couples on their romantic dates night, talking, laughing, and staring at each other romantically. You decide any conversation would be good at this point.

"So what do you think? Nice place, huh?"

"Yeah, Italian food. One of my favorite foods. Never been here, though."

"Oh, you will love it!" You exclaim, overly exaggerating with your hands. Not that you are getting nervous now, but you probably are, observing the candles flickering before you. "So, mhm, I just want to clarify something, by the way."

"Yeah? What is it?"

Before you can explain this isn't exactly a date, or you never would want to make him uncomfortable, the waitress returns with the wine, smiling ear to ear. You sigh, thanking, and the conversation dies down again.

You can feel Leon scanning you, wanting to say something, but he just can't bring himself to articulate. He is nervous, rubbing his hands over the table, hoping you haven't noticed yet. Before you can think this was all a mistake Leon gathers his courage to ask, his voice unsure.

"So, do you like Italian food?"

You stare at him for a second before chuckling. He smirks back, relieved. Until the food arrives, you two are in a very heated debate over Italian food: red or white wine? Lasagna or spaghetti? Meatball pasta or fettuccine alfredo? It is interesting to learn how much Leon and you love food and how much he actually knows about cooking.

"Wow, you know a lot, Leon!" You exclaim, astonished, and he stares at you back, pretending to be offended.

"What, you think I am an idiot who can't cook? I could cook for you anything you want!"

Leon seems to realize too late what he said, grabbing his almost empty cup of wine and turning at once. Before you can answer, the food is finally there, and you see Leon's eyes glow toward his plate. You decide to ignore his proposal, not considering it seriously as well. He just said it because he was excited, you tell yourself.

You two eat, debating the flavors and how good it is. Leon praises you for your choice of plate, redeeming you now to be a food lover like him.

"Well, that is for sure an honor, thank you," You chuckle, bowing your head down in a sign of respect.

Leon doesn't answer, just staring at you. There is something different in his eyes, a particular emotional expression you had never seen before, and you think there is some sauce in your shirt.

"Something wrong?" You wonder, cleaning your face.

"Thank you. For bringing me here." He simply says, low enough for you to hear. You feel a chill down your spine because Leon has never been so emotional as right now. You gulp before you answer.

"Sure? Of course! I have other restaurants to take you if you want."

"I'd love—"

A beautiful tiramisu is placed in front of both of you, interrupting Leon. The waitress leaves, wishing you a good meal. You grab your spoon, wondering if Leon will continue his sentence, but he seems too focused on his own desert.

When dinner ends, and Leon pays over your protests ("I invited you, let me pay, Leon!"), you exclaim you will be paying for the next one, and he doesn't really answer, looking down. When you two are already out of the restaurant, Leon turns to you, a peculiar expression on his face.

"Thank you for this. For inviting me... it was perfect."

"You welcome, anytime."

You two stare at each other without saying anything for a moment before exchanging awkward goodbye. Leon watches you go to your car before he turns away, hands in his pocket. He walks a few steps to his motorcycle before hearing hushed footsteps. Leon turns to find you, breathless.

"I am sorry, Leon, but would you like to go on other dinners with me? More like a date? Could it be a lunch date also?" Leon blinks his mouth, half open. His whole face goes red as he opens a big smile that illuminates his whole face.

"I'd love to."

#leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x you #leon kennedy #leon s kennedy #leon scott kennedy #leon s kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy x you #leon kennedy fluff #leon kennedy fanfic #leon kennedy fanfics #leon kennedy imagine #leon kennedy imagines #I FINISHED WRITING/EDITING THIS DRUNK i have no idea how this turned out I AM SORRY FOR ANY MISTAKES #it was so fun writing this THANK YOU SO MUCH!

[jadedrrose]

Okay, virgin! Law x experienced! Reader is the BEST trope ever. But what if...

Just maybe...

They're both virgins?? Like... I could already feel the intense awkwardness and unsure nature of what that would be like.

But like... Reader would trust him so she basically does everything he says but in this environment, he wouldn't know what to do.

Or...

They're both virgins but because reader reads a lot of... Ehem smut... She somehow became "experienced" without ever knowing it...??

Like-- idkkkkk 🤣🤣🤣

I love the stuff where they’re both inexperienced bc not only does it feel more “in character (?)” for Law, it also makes it so much better for me since I’m yknow…. great at getting no bitches 😔 But idk, I feel like he’d be even more nervous if his partner was experienced, so he’d probably feel a little relieved? Whatever. Here’s the fic:

Warning: female reader, general nsft stuff, I somehow got into a mating press mood but then stopped that before it could happen bc… who’s doing that on their first time LMAO. I’ll have to write about that another time. Maybe as a direct part 2 to this?

The tension is thick, a sense of hesitancy hanging in the air of Law’s bedroom. You’re both sat on his bed; Law is sitting with his legs crossed, you have your legs tucked at an angle that has your feet resting behind you.

“I trust you,” you decide to speak first, breaking the awkward silence, “you’re a doctor, after all. I… I feel even better, knowing that.”

Law nods, but his eyes won’t meet yours. Though his face is flushed, and he’s messing with the hem of his tee-shirt. Signs he’s nervous, but it’s to be expected.

“I’m just afraid of disappointing you,” Law mumbles, voice low.

You reach a hand out toward him, placing it on the tattooed hand that’s fisted into the bottom of his shirt. “You’ll be fine, Law. It’s not like I have anything to compare it to,” you giggled, trying to help him gain confidence.

After a bit more talking, discussing how things would go down, you finally get to the action. You’ve pulled your tank top off, as well as your shorts. All you wore now was a light yellow lace bra and panties set. Law’s favorite color. When he’d realized you’d worn it for him, his face burned the deepest shade of red you’d ever seen. It was cute, and you’d smiled as you watched his actions, but you were still scared.

Law had removed his tee-shirt long ago, tossing it over in the direction of where his laundry basket was. He was trying to get out of his jeans, but found that he was too nervous to fully take them off. “Is… is it okay if I just… only unzip them?”

“Do what makes you most comfortable, Law.”

He’d nodded, and simply left the front of his jeans undone. Then, you initiated the next thing; foreplay. “So… it’s best if we um, get me… uh,” now your face burned, “…wet, because, otherwise, y’know, it’ll hurt more.”

Law nodded, waiting to see what you were going to say next. “I know you like to be in control, so I’ll let you decide how you want to go about that,” you finished.

But Law didn’t really know what he was supposed to do. He could tell you the names and places of body parts as well as their functions, but Law didn’t know what felt good to women. “I, um, I don’t know what I should do,” he informed you.

“Oh,” you bit your lip. “Um. Okay, you could f-finger me, or um… eat me o-out.” Saying the words aloud was more difficult than you’d anticipated. Hearing or seeing the words was nothing new to you, though.

“Eat… you?” Law raised an eyebrow, “you mean… use my tongue?”

You nodded bashfully, raising the back of your hand to your mouth to bite the skin out of nervousness. “I-I… I think your fingers, would uh, be best. For now,” you stuttered.

Nodding, Law agreed that fingering you would be the best course of action to start with. You laid back against the pillows, beginning to pull the light yellow panties away from your heat.

“H-here,” Law took them from you when they were mid-thigh. Watching your lover/captain pull them off had you throbbing, and you bit down onto your lip harshly to suppress a whine.

He gazed down at your cunt, hesitantly raising a finger toward it, before slowly swiping it down your slit. You shuddered at the contact, “m-more, Law.”

He prodded at your folds next, spreading them apart to reveal all of you to him. “I’ve seen diagrams in textbooks,” Law awkwardly admitted. “I’m aware there’s different ways to stimulate you. The uh… clitoris, basically a clump of nerves. I’d assume that it’s a good place to stimulate?”

You nodded, spreading your legs apart for Law. His index finger tatted with the letter ‘E’ then made contact with your clit, gently brushing his fingertip against the bundle of nerves. You hissed, unable to stop the noises that began to escape your lips. He continued to rub the little pink button, slowly increasing the speed of which he did so. Moans left your lips, and you threw your head back as you felt yourself growing wetter and wetter.

Law watched in awe, captivated in how all of this worked. As a doctor, it was very intriguing. The more he played with your clit, the more it seemed like your hole was clenching onto nothing, clear liquids beginning to drip from you.

“L-Law! Fuck, it’s too much,” you whined.

Law pulled his finger away, instead choosing to prod at your hole now. He worked the same finger inside, before adding a second. It wasn’t much of a stretch, but it was still something you weren’t used to. A long cry rang out as you fluttered around his fingers, almost sucking them in.

Law ran his fingers around the gummy walls, trying to get a good feel at everything. Scissoring his fingers within you, he stared with that same expression he wore when doing a new operation. Most would call it unnerving, but it turned you on even more.

“I think- I’m wet enough,” you huffed, trying to control yourself as to not cum around his fingers so quickly.

Removing his fingers, Law wiped them off on his jeans before shyly undoing his clothing, pulling out his very hard cock, which seemed to twitch in anticipation. He looked desperate.

After spending a good moment looking at his length, visually taking it all in; you spoke once again. “Wh-what position would you wanna do? Missionary or, uh…maybe a m-mating press?”

Law stared at you with widened eyes, his face becoming flushed all over again. “Mating p-press?”

Then your eyes widened and you burned red with embarrassment. “Uh, um… you know, it’s just a position! I-I didn’t mean like br-“

“How do you know these things?” Law questioned you.

You adverted your eyes, internally cursing yourself for getting too bold. “I uh, read some stuff…”

“Where?”

“When we docked last, I grabbed some stupid romance novels, remember? Well, th-they were more than… just romance,” you explained.

Law let out a ‘tch’ noise like he did practically daily, but he was more amused than annoyed. “You’re such a dirty girl, y/n.”

It was meant to sound like a joke, but you whimpered at his words, liking the way he sounded so degrading toward you. “Y-yeah, I guess I am… fuck.”

“We can try a mating press, since it seems to be on your mind,” Law teased, but then he hesitated again. “I… I don’t know what that looks like, though.”

You giggled, his naivety being so endearing to you. “From what I can tell, I bend my knees back and hold my legs open, for y-you…”

“What about me?” Law asked, growing more and more awkward again.

“You just… get in and uh… trap m-me with your legs, I guess. I-it’s meant for you to get in deeper than y’know… normal… positions.”

Explaining this to Law was not something you’d anticipated doing, but, here you were. At the very least, he seemed intrigued. You wondered what about it he was so interested in.

“And I’m assuming… the purpose of going deeper is to… mate more… e-effectively?” Law sounded so shy as he spoke, trying to hide the fact that he was very interested in doing this position. Though the aching in his cock made it clear to him he was very turned on at the idea of doing… that… to you.

You nodded, biting your lip. “B-but now that I say it, I don’t know if I’m um… ready for that… I think we should try that um… another time. J-just focus on getting comfortable, okay?”

With the nod of his head, Law understood. You prepared yourself for him, widening the position of your legs to allow Law more space in between. He kneeled in front of you, his warm skin now meeting the soft, plushy skin of your ass and thighs. Holding his cock in one hand, he didn’t know what to do with the other, until you grabbed it, holding onto him tightly. “I’m sorry if I squeeze too hard,” you mumbled. “I’m just… scared.”

“I’ll take care of you, I promise,” Law whispered, in an attempt to soothe you.

“I trust you, Law.”

Law leaned forward to kiss you. It was sensual and comforting, so perfect for the moment you found each other in. Reaching between your legs, you spread your folds apart as Law aligned his member, gently, slowly pushing in. Inch by inch, his cock spread your walls apart, widening your tight hole. You hissed and cried, tears threatening to slide down your cheeks. As you squeezed Law’s left hand tightly, he held you close in a comforting embrace with his now free hand. Even through all this, your kiss with him never broke.

#trafalgar law #trafalgar law x reader #law x reader #trafalgar d water law x reader #law thoughts nsft #law #trafalgar law x you #trafalgar law x y/n #trafalgar law x female reader #trafalgar d law x reader #trafalgar d water law x you #trafalgar d water law #law x y/n #law x you #law x female reader #law x reader smut #virgin law hcs

[asherthecatlvr]

I'm not sure if it is within the rules, but I would beg on my knees for some fluff between a gn(or even male) reader that leads to Levi purring

Platonic would be brilliant but even romantic is fine

Just give some soft attention to the snek boy until his anxiety is extinguished, please

Nobody gives Levi enough love

A Senstive Spot on Levi

Leviathan and Gn!MC

Can be seen as a romantic relationship, not specified

(Levi does have autistic traits in this)

Being dragged into RAD was probably the worst thing to happen today. Levi had to deal with a meeting right after too! Not to mention the fact that all his brothers shared at least two classes with you and he only had one! He was stuck alone and couldn’t even have his music since Lucifer took it away. It was hell for him!

Classes sucked, they were extremely boring and loud, and the only time it was slightly interesting was in 6th period, which was Potions Class with you. By that time though, he was ready to give up and cry. What’s up with demons trying to talk to him when he wanted to be alone?! Plus the succubi and incubi being loud throughout the entire day.

When the meeting finally happens, Levi looks extremely tired and ready to go home. That quickly ended with a glare from Lucifer though…

Walking back with Levi was a bit weird, he avoids any topics and doesn’t really bother talking to you. Since this extremely out of character, you decide that Levi needs a break! You guys get back home and you leave him be for a bit, and after roughly an hour you come back to his room.

Before you can even knock you can hear small sniffling and hiccups from his room… And him loudly talking to his little friend.

“H-Henry 2.0…!! C-Can you believe what happened today.?? Lucifer is so horrible… *hic* I hate RAD..!!”

Huh. When’s the last time he cried? Well for something reasonable. Not about an anime or a figurine. Not important to you anyway! You knock and you can hear Levi panic a bit, you can hear him moving around the room, probably cleaning up his face to try and get rid of any hint of him crying. Poor him, he doesn’t even realize how loud he was…

“Wh- H-hold on! You guys always come at the worst times…”

After a minute of him trying to make things better and ultimately failing, since you’ve heard him fall and panic even more at least 3 times so far. He finally opens the door and you aren’t sure if he feels better you’re there or if he’s panicking even more.

“…I- Uhm..Do you need something..??”

“Are you gonna let me in or not? I wanna see if you’re okay.”

“I am okay!! i just- i.. just fell, thats all.”

“And cried?? You’ve been through a war im not that stupid.” You walk in and close the door. “Gonna explain why you seemed weird today?”

“Wh- Im not!-“

“Liar.” Grabbing Levis arm, you move him away from the door and you sit down on his gaming chair. “I can see anything going on yknow? You and your brothers gave me that power after doing the most insane shit behing my back.”

“…J-just… School.. RAD just sucks.. Its so loud and i hate it!!”

“…Was that so hard”

“Actually it was. Shut up”

You sigh and point to his bathtub bed, which to this day think is incredibly stupid. Whatever though, if it stops him from falling of beds and hurting himself, you guess its fine.

“..Why are you-“

“Lay down. If it works with your brothers, it’ll work with you.

“…I don’t think i should-“

“Who cares? Lay down and ill make ya feel better.” You get up, clearly tired of his bullshit and you sit on his bed, which you can see some tear marks on his body pillow. Tossing the pillow to the chair, you pat the space next to you.

“Hey my-…ohhhh…” His pale face flushes a bit with a beautiful color of light pink, then sighs and sits next to you. His face flushes into a deeper pink when you lay back and move his head onto your shoulder, scratching his head being gentle with him.

“Feeling better?” You ask after a minute, he nods with his eyes closed, his face still the same shade from a minute ago… He turns into his demon form, and you guess that its just because its more comfortable. Being careful not to accidentally touch his horns, you move to a spot behind the horns and play with his fluffy hair there.

By the time hes asleep, which is just a few seconds after playing his hair, you can hear a small sound.. A deep sound, which freaks you out for a second until you realize it’s extremely similar to a cats purr. Just… extremely more deeper, at least an octave down.

You love Levi a lot, but you have to record this. You pull out your D.D.D and start recording. Lets just hope Levi doesn’t wake up…

#obey me #om leviathan #obey me leviathan #autistic leviathan #obey me gn!reader

[oz-qwin]

AYYYYYY!! Alright, let's get this started! Big art dump!

These 3, names are created out of letters already in their og names, and no this pic is not up to the correct size. (I think)

From left to right,

Silow- Shadow and Silver (2nd shortest, 3'6 ft)

They had the hardest design changes in color and overall vibes. But they used to be based off of rusting (from the red stripes from Shadow) metal (from Silver's- yknow silver). But that didn't work out how I wanted it to :(

Mutation- They have two mouths; it was better than the other idea that I had.

Personality- Think of a kid who loves the people they know, but isn't open to outsiders even looking at them. While still being soft-spoken and overthinks things 24/7/12/365.

Sivni- Silver and Sonic (2nd tallest, 4')

I had the easiest time designing and choosing colors for them. They're based off of clouds by just a little.

Mutation- Eyes and ears are a little funky on purpose.

Personality- Very 'air-headed', but loves playing games. Aka, Pov: ADHD if it was a person.

Sadhno- Sonic and Shadow (shortest, 3'1 ft (rip))

They are the first one I made, and have been through a lot of different changes. But they are black-light themed now.

Mutation- "Doubled eye'd", they used to have four arms, four ears, and three eyes but I decided to change/swap it out with the 'All three' fusion.

Personality- Nice and sweet with new people but is a little hot-headed when it comes to people touching their stuff.

Lavindir- Sonic, Shadow, Silver (Tallest, nearly 5'3 ft)

Add blue, red, and white together? Yeah, that's purple. And what's a fitting name for it that you can also spell out with their names? Lavender!

Gave them brown boots and gloves so that their shoes won't become off-putting colors that I don't like. I adore the colors I made for the three eyes tho.

Mutations- Six arms, a long bent tail, three eyes, and four ears.

Personality- Responsible adult who can get distracted easily.

Mainly has Shadows smarts, Silvers determination, and Sonics attachment issues. /j

And below is a bunch of older drawings of them :)

Silow used to be Silowd, but you'll be suprized what their names actually used to be.

You can see the old 'rustic' idea I had for Silow too. And Sivni used to have the double ear thing for only this drawing.

Older drawing of the 3,

for some reason I drew Sadhno's ears big, I still don't know why, and Silow had double ears, IDK why I did that either lol.

THE BIG ONE!

With all of their old names and designs,

Like nearly the beta of Betas if I didn't include the old first drawings of Sadhno. Apparently, they're named Andso in this drawing; I do like the Nilvor and Verow names but I wanted to stick with the S starts in all of the names besides Lavindir.

This was a sketch I made right after to figure out their personalities a lot more, but I don't think Sadhno's and Lavindir's work out as well as I wanted them to.

Here's one of the beginning drawings of Sadhno, needed something to draw for dramatic lighting and now there it was.

Here's another dermatic lighting one, one of the first designs of Sadhno too.

Their gloves and shoes are horrifying.

And now last but maybe not least:

The oldest drawing of Sadhno that I have my hands on.

And yet their fit is still horrible ToT

I hope y'all liked these drawings!

#sonic fanart #sonic the hedgehog #sonic movie fanart #sonic cinematic universe #sonic and shadow #sonic and silver #shadow and silver #sonic fusions #movie sonic #movie silver #movie shadow

[thesoftestcowboy]

thoughts on the colors red, blue, green, and yellow? any comments on the shapes triangle, square, or circle?? rhombus

first of all i gotta tell you that im enjoying this ask twice as much cause i got multiple spam asks since yesterday and did not expect an actual question... anyway. im gonna answer this 200% in earnest, as it should be, obviously (yes i actually did write this out, strap in ig)

red: listen i know everyones favorite color seems to be blue for some reason but red is RIGHT THERE. i heard somewhere that not all languages differentiate the same colors as english (and other european languages), but the first color after light/dark there will be a word for is usually red. idk if thats true but seems plausible, cause yknow whats red? fuckin berries to eat, also blood (either concerning or also to eat, ig). cavepeople knew red was important business. also its pretty and you use it to make pink.

blue: not to imply that blue isnt also good. its got a range. looks very fresh. i do like a teal-ish blue but others are cool also. its really rare in nature ig? but if it does occur its looks rly good! (im saying this rn cause my desktop wallpaper has blue flowers lmao) also if i had a cent for every time i had dreams with intense, seemingly really significant blue night skies, i'd have 2 cents, which isnt much but weird etc etc.

green: ok i like green but, unpopular opinion time, i want neither a green couch nor a green kitchen. i want a pink couch and a blue kitchen. that being said green fucks and is part of some iconic things, such as HES GEEN, and also my favorite song green soop by dooboo, which references the fact that soups can be green (@geminyde)

yellow: finally yellow is super underappreciated. im kinda mad that yellow doesnt suit me super well in clothes cause theres so many cool yellow things id want on a shirt. people only ever think of bright neon yellow but it also had SHADES.

now, the shapes. people at art school will try to convince you that these have some deeper meaning and even a gender (??) cause some guy whose name i forgot claimed they do and thats bs. heres the actual truth about them. triangle pointy. also an instrument! theyre really flexible cause they can have wildly different angles and like?? thats different from squares, which are literally all the same, except for size ig? but thats nice it gives them a sense of stability. theyre ol reliable. ever wonder why they had town squares but never town triangles? well,

anyway the circle is most definitely the princess of shapes. you might think its really basic compared to like uhh a trapezoid or whatever cause you learn about it in kindergarten, but its so fucked up it has ZERO angles?? but then if you wanna render it its got a huge amount of angles/into infinity instead? you can calculate any shapes area with basic maths basically but ohh noo not the circle. its soo special. we love that for him but you gotta be honest.

ngl i had to look up what a rhombus is and its just idk a Raute ig. its a rectangle who wants to be special. which is fine we all need some attention sometime but like, its a rectangle on its side. its doing its own thing. i think it should have a different english name tho tbh. rhombus reminds me of the name rhonda and that has a different vibe. idk if that one was also a question or just an addition tbh but there u go

so thats it thanks for asking like comment subscribe

#please no one ask why #reply #txt #doppelnatur

[vexxandra]

intuitive messages from your person (really specific so probably not gonna resonate lol)

first time doing this! a bit of practice, since im not good with listening to my intuition. but were trying new things this new year. lool lets get started :D

m tellin u its like super SUPER specific ;D

pile one:

things that could have significance : genshin, but more specifically, wishing, debate clubs, when you wish upon a star, steven universe end credits (love like you), lavender or mint, milk, the name sofia?, sweaters or oversized clothes,  telephone (the song or the object), dial/tone, closet

hello dear. have i been away for too long? apologies, work is very hard nowadays and i find that ive been losing myself more and more. but ive been thinking about you quite a lot. especially at night. dreaming of you. ive been irresponsable, not answering your calls quickly enough and leaving things to pile up between the two of us. but please know that im working very hard and trying the best i can. you must be furious with me, and i can understand that. give me more time, and i promise i wont let you down. id never let you down. i love you too much to ever be able to do that. ive been losing sleep, and thats tiring because i get to see you when i sleep so i find that ive been taking meds more often to help with that. thats stupid, and id know you tell me the same. god, i wish you were next to me right now. then id fall asleep quicker than a light flicks off. music. ill speak to you through our favorite songs, and ill listen for things you say to me in yours as well. its time for me to say good bye though. know that nothing has changed between us, and i care for you as much as ever before.

signed, yours.

pile two:

things that could have significance: grocery stores at night, denki kaminari vibes honestly!!, mixtapes (like old cassette ones), guitar, dog or pets, crescent, artic monkeys, blasting music super loud, summertime, you get me so high - the neighbourhood, electric (or electric love)

gee, its really been a while since we’ve talked last. you’re my best friend, ill love you forever, yknow that? you’re super cool. cooler than popsicles on a summer day. cooler than penguins in the north pole. wait-- penguins live in the south pole? no one told me that?! hey! its not my fault, i never knew that. jeez... still teasing as ever, huh? sometimes i wonder how it would have been if i hadn’t moved away/transferred schools. we’d be tightknit! and we already are. there are so many stupid pictures of us in my camera roll that i jsut scroll through them when i feel like i miss you. nahh im just playing! i always miss you! we should totally hang out sometime soon! lets race grocery carts!

see ya! - your best friend

pile three:

things that could have significance: notebooks, preppy or academia aesthetic, fandom or into dnd, pearls or pearly whites, ‘shade’ colors (white, grey, black-- but emphasis on grey), 505 by artic monkeys, classroom, bunch of school imagery

dear you

why do you have to be so perfect? ive always been top of my class, such an overachiever, but with you, its like all of my accomplishments are suddenly fade away. you’re awesome like that, you know. stop letting your parents control your life. you’re a super smart person, dont let anyone EVER tell you otherwise. oh, and you can let your hair down too. im not gonna judge you, and plus, i think you look nice without your hair all tight like that. meet me at our spot. the spot that’s only ours. a place where we can just be ourselves. what? stop playing around, trying to get me to tell you again. what if someone sees this letter?! its just something between you and me, and i know i can trust you. id trust you with my life, pile three. im serious. stay the way you are. dont become a product of society. you’re absolutely perfect the way you are.

from, yours

pile four TW: Harsh truth! Please don’t read unless you’re ready and willing

things that could have significance: floating, or sinking(into a mattress, or in water), bath/bathing, milky way or space in general, being loved by a ghost, anxiety/confusion, salt or minerals. lots of comparisons here, so that could be something too. also francis forever - mitski and last words of a shooting star -mitski

this person didn’t have a letter to write to you. they were very blocky and choppy and took long pauses in between of answering. also, these are just sentences, so everytime there’s a period, its a sentence ending, and a new idea beginning

i dont need you. i have everything i need. so why are you here? what am i missing? what do i not understand? stop getting into my head. ive been thinking of you. you look nice. (dont) call me. please trust me, i can keep my promises. that, i can swear. bandaids cant heal my scars. sometimes i just want to fall asleep for a long time, and you cant stop or save me. they mean more to me than you. forever. i still care about you. they lied. im getting bored. you used to be the sun. what dont you understand? i still loved you. goodbye. (bonus message: they wont last)

#pac #intuitive messages #pick a pile #tarot #tarot messages #psychic messages #i really dont know if this will resonate #hopefully it does! #have a lovely day #or night #either way #dont lose ur light <3

[chthonicgodling]

(April’s)Huevember - Day 26!

featuring: Loki & Hecate

[in which I’ve made my very own #Huevember wheel this year (that you can use too! Pls tag me I’d LOVE to see!) - unabridged version continues, including a wide array of Elysium’verse characters across the rainbow!]

‼️moody deity with a superiority complex who’s built his entire identity around being a sorcerer VS actual goddess of all magic and witchcraft from competing pantheon just chillin’ = FIGHT!‼️ jkjk aka yay witchy gang in lavender!! well I SAID yesterday that today’s post was low key 🤭 notes!!

I am at a point in my life that I am constantly forgetting that Elysium!Loki is technically not an OC and is in fact transplanted from — but to me he is 🥰 listen he’s been here for like 11 years he can do what he wants

BUT Hecate’s supposed to be the big focus here cause this light pinky purple is her color! Hecate is 💞pastel goth💞 she is::: very cool. very nonchalant. extremely powerful but like, ehh yknow whatever, about it. not a big deal.

I’m not sure that she knows that she’s locked in an eternal behind the scenes competition with Loki, who IS also very cool BUT can’t be nonchalant about anything ever?? “Competing for what” I literally don’t even KNOW? but he views her as a Threat and a Challenge 😠

again I can’t stress how little Hecate knows or cares about his Opinion™ ffkfkfk. he’s actually more courteous to her than he’d like to be bc she’s sort of like, dating one of his sons (Fenris)?? lmao!!?? grinds his fuckin gears but WHATEV

these two witches (which is another strike against her, Loki does not appreciate being called a witch🙄) do often team up to perform magical deux ex machina tasks and favors in the palace, most famously co-healing Chal’s arm after Ker ate it off which came with a Chthonic-brand-magic side effect of some black claws on one hand. a cool look though! magic is cool, is the moral here 😎 that’s the gist

stay tuned for tomorrow, which has two pics attached to it!! 🤭😇🥰💞 get hype! Loki belongs to………… Well. cmon now E!L is mine. let’s be real here. don’t tag the m word. also hilariously I don’t know who has custody of Hecate anymore I think she’s currently @fenixethekid’s ?? does Not matter - click the link up above to see the whole Huevember wheel - feel free to use the tag AceprilHuevember if u want to play too - and my tag this year can be found here!!

#aceprilhuevember #AceprilHuevember 2023 #Huevember #Huevember 2023 #Huevember2023 #my art

[shopwitchvamp]

I have to ask some Hard questions bc I love the look but want to know how functional they are (not to like be Mean but it’s stuff I’d like to know before I Commit yknow?)

What’s the panty line visibility on the pants? I feel like synthetic blends for leggings and pants are naturally thinner than like jeans and panty lines are Super obvious on them. And even wearing boxers doesn’t always help bc then u can see where all the boxers fabric is bunching up near the thighs :/

Do the pants ride up and like over accentuate Bulge or make camel toe

How much does the Color of Whatever you’re wearing underneath show through any fabrics? I know that’s just kind of the nature of lighter color fabrics but it helps to know in advance

Does the fabric/pattern stretch so much in basic movements that it becomes see through? (Like how shoddy workout pants aren’t Squat Proof) (or like would stretching say a black pattern fabric too far show all the white threads of the undyed Other side of the fabric?)

Well first off, this is nowhere near Mean so definitely don't worry about it, haha. Now let's see if I can answer all of these without writing a whole novel.. Panty line visibility and color of w/e is underneath pretty much have the same answer: It's only really an issue on really light (or particularly white) designs. I have a disclamer on my Striped Joggers and Checkerboard Joggers because of the large white areas, which is as follows: "A note about white clothing: like many white fabrics, large white areas on this design are less opaque than our usual dark offerings. Nude undergarments are recommended, as dark or bright colors will show through slightly. The model shown here is wearing Thigh Society "The Staple" shorts in beige underneath these joggers, which work perfectly!" And as the disclaimer says, I recommend Thigh Society (not at all sponsored, I just wear them a lot in real life) undergarments for white or light joggers. Any nude undergarment would be fine, but they have the added benefit of not showing any lines and not bunching/rolling up at all. Next for crotch area accentuation issues: I don't think there are any. If you're at all concerned, just wear them low-waisted. Worn low-waisted they have a drop crotch, so they're nowhere near anything you don't want accentuated. Then last for if the fabric/pattern stretches and becomes see-through: Same as above, it's more likely with a very light or white color and if you have something bright or dark underneath. For the second part of this question: yes If you stretch the fabric out as far as you can, you can tell that the other side is white. But it's harder to do on the joggers than the skirts because the jogger fabric is thicker. Hopefully I answered everything and it helps some!

#ask #witch vamp #anon

[sleepy--anon]

Warm Afternoons

Reblog first, like after

Tooth rotting fluff and really brief gentle tickles

(HD = he/they 4K = he/him with a tad of ✨️they✨️)

HD wasn't entirely used to the whole couple thing. It's not like they'd ever been in a relationship before, they were gods. He loved 4K, don't get that twisted, he adored his now boyfriend, they're just adjusting.

"I can practically hear you thinking, what's going on?" 4K's voice broke through his mind palace, bringing them back to reality.

"Just how I wanna tell George, Sapnap knows but I don't think George will believe it unless he hears it from me."

"To be fair, I didn't tell Sap, he figured it out and I just didn't deny it. Don't think about it too much, just kinda tell him, yknow? When you guys are hanging out just drop something he can't deny in casual conversation. Like refer to me as your boyfriend or reference a date of ours. That's how I told XD." HD listened intently, they'd never vocally admit it but they loved hearing him talk. Their brain short circuited when a warm kiss was pressed against his temple, his cheeks flushing a soft sunset color.

"You're so pretty" He complimented genuinely, the two were just cuddling in HD's blanket nest, not doing anything in particular, just enjoying each other's company and occasionally talking about random things.

"You annoy me..." HD turned away from 4K, trying their best to hide their growing blush.

"You and I both know that's not the case right now~" 4K purred, pulling HD so their back was against his chest, holding them securely as they half heartedly tried to wiggle out.

"Yknow, you should really get used to ne clinging to you like this, you signed on when you claimed the boyfriend title, this is your norm now. HD really didn't mind it at all, he just played it like he did for their pride. They couldn't help but melt slightly from the gentle kisses being trailed around his jaw, cheek, and part of their forehead. 4K new him well, trailing the kisses down their shoulder to their bicep. Chuckling as they flinched and twitched at his breath.

"Arms to~?" He dragged his nails from their inner wrist up to their bicep, loving the muffled squeaks and giggles in one of the many pillows. One of HD's helper hands popped in and lightly swatted the mischievous hand.

"Nohoho, too cozy..." HD whined, similar to a child who wants to watch more TV before bed.

"So you're asking me to stop are you~?" 4K worded carefully, he always did. HD slowly shook their head, the lingering helper hand moving 4K's hand to his back before poofing away. 4K obliged without the extra teasing he'd normally do, he was enjoying the warm, cozy atmosphere as well. He let his claws wonder around the length of their back, occasionally scratching at the back of his neck. He smothered their giggly face with kisses just light enough to tickle just a little bit.

(The ending is really bad I'm sorry, I'm like falling asleep but I needed to get this out while I still thought about it)

#ler!sapnap4k #ler!4k #lee!HD #lee!georgehd #sleepy's fics #dsmp tickle

[birdyverdie]

continuing our birb discussion... i wanted to ask, are there any real purple birbs?

(no pressure to answer!)

Mmmmm it's 4am rn bcuz I'm a bit of a fool and was drawing my Dungeons and Dragons Owlin character sooo beware my rambling and nonsense ahah ;;

Anyways! There are so many purple birds out there, it's very lovely. However you said "real" purple birds and I may be overthinking this cuz it's late but it reminded me about how blue isn't a real color on birds because there's nothing in a bird's diet that allows for that sort of blue pigmentation. Yknow how bell peppers can be like...red and yellow? Yeah it's cuz they have some antioxidants called carotenoids that create the red/yellow/orange pigmentation. (Pink flamingos are pink cuz shrimp...what would blue birds eat to make them blue? There's really not a blue fruit out there. Don't say blueberries.) And the answer researchers found out for blue on birds feathers is cuz of light wavelength.

Protein structure specifically keratin in their feathers (stuff ur nails and hair is made up of!) kinda refract the blue wavelengths and since all color we see are the colors that aren't absorbed...well. blue!

But for purple--and this is a guess cuz im pulling this out from what i remember of my nutrition class--purple may be their true color. Cuz carotenoids can also mix and match structurally and allow for some green and off kilter blue pigmentation to occur. And yknow. Blue and red = purple.

So. Maybe purple birds. Will do research later. But there are many. Many lovely ones that we can actually see. For example, and my favorite cuz I participated in a volunteer opportunity for these guys:

Purple Martins! What lovely guys, they flock in the hundreds. Seeing these guys pass by overhead was so cool. Ok maybe they're a bit more indigo but they're adorable regardless.

Though if you want a very very vibrant purple.

Violet-backed Starlings. What a banger bird. This bird just knew how to win in the fashion show. This tone of purple with white? Urgh. Slaps. Iridescent too.. lovely.

You're a corvid enjoyer. I think you'll get a kick outta this guy.

Purplish Jay! No I'm not kidding about the name. It's kinda funny cuz it's like hmmm you're not really purple but still purple enough sjjshaha silly!! I love human naming conventions

I know there's a bunch of hummingbirds that have purple feathers I wonder why. Oh flowers. Flowers maybe?? Nectar?? *shrugging noises*

Anyways, personal favorite of the hummingbirds

Lucifer hummingbirds! Have no clue why they named such a tiny lil guy with such a name but humans are silly. Just like birds. I wish there was carcinisation but for birds. Ornithonisation?

Ok I'm not making sense anymore here's the names of other purple birds off the top of my head:

violet-crowned hummingbird.

Purple breasted cotinga. (Cotingas are such goofy birds).

Purple honeycreeper (what a name. Imagine creeping on honey i dont think they even eat honey, just flower nectar.)

Purple Grenadier (finches beloved)

And I forgot the name but it's a Turaco

Anyways good night!! I love chattering about birds

#hmmm birds beloved #birds #this bird speams #coffee my beloved enjoyers!! enjoy bird #oh my...ur kinda a purplish jay yourself. oh maybe a Rook. they have such curious mating dances. but the white face aesthetic is banger #oh but u give me red vibes. i cannto explain why. so maybe a red winged black bird. ur kinda a black bird energy too. #what am i even syng right now?? #this bird speaks #this bird responds

[diabelskoga]

"Hey Sanji!" Usopp caught up with the blond, a big grin on his face. In his hands was a box, wrapped up in unassuming brown paper and a string. A card was stuck under the string, a simple but elegant candid sketch of Sanji from the back, half turned with quite the handsome smile on his face. Under it was a scrawled 'Happy Birthday Sanji! -Usopp :^)' on it.

"Go on," he pushes the box into the cook's hands, an anticipatory energy radiating off the man. "Open it!"

Once the paper was off, Sanji would be treated to another piece of art. This one was far more elaborate. It was a depiction of the sea, blues, teals, greens acting as a gorgeous backdrop to the colorful and diverse array of fish swimming about. And inside the box was, of course, a treat. A small container of Malva Pudding, a treat from his heritage.

Usopp scratched the back of his head sheepishly, and if one really looked, a light pink to his cheeks. "Yknow, I hear you talk about the All Blue here and there, and it always sounded so amazing. So I, uh, tried my hand based off the stuff you've said about it. I'd love to hear more! Oh- and that's Malva Pudding! Straight from my pop's side of the family."

birthday asks. ( accepting! )

❝ Hey, Usopp── ❞ He stopped, interrupted by the box that was now shoved into his hands. He wasn't that surprised; it was his birthday after all. His cigarette dangled limply between his lips while Sanji examined it. He saw the card, smiling at the sketch. He was always impressed with how Usopp did things; a level of art that Sanji fails to commit too. His artist skills were more based around food rather than brushes or even pencils. Then Usopp insisted he'd open it.

Gently, Sanji removed the card off the string. ( He's going to pin it on the fridge along with Chopper's drawings with this "Unknown". ) Then he opened it, gasping at the art of── wait, is this supposed to be an illustration of the All Blue? If so, it was absolutely stunning. There's shading, gradient colours blended together beautifully. Various fishes, and he swore that he recognizes them as he had tangents and rambles of what fishes he'd expect to see in the All Blue, which, technically, all of them would be there. Depending on what fish it was and their life expectancy. The joy of imagining every kind of fish from each individual sea, all connected to one. Such fish included: Smiley Jellyfish, Bluefin Elephant Tuna, Sandora Catfish; pretty much every fish imaginable, and Sanji had said so much about it out of sheer excitement.

( He's a nerd for fish, okay? )

His eyes sparkled with delight at the art, and then excited and curious to see something new. Malva Pudding, Usopp called it. His cheeks reddened; Usopp did all of this for him? From the drawings down to something that Usopp probably had a lot as a child? Since it was on his father's side and all. A soft smile is on his lips. ❝ I absolutely love it, Usopp. It's all so amazing. Do you... Do you wanna share this Malva Pudding? I'll happily tell you about the All Blue. Well, more on my thoughts, feelings and such. I mean, it is the true paradise for all fish if they can come and go from all the seas imaginable! ❞

At that, Sanji also leaned in, press his lips to Usopp's cheeks as a thanks. ❝ Thank, you, Usopp. Or do I dare say: Captain Usopp. ❞

#hexellent #[ ANS ] ── * ORDER UP ( 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘬𝘰𝘨𝘢 ) #[ VERSE ] ── * POST-TIME SKIP ( 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬 ) #[ OOC ] ── * QUEUE ( 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 . . . 𝘯𝘰𝘸! ) #( gotta throw in the captian usopp to make him blush more and kiss him on the cheek! )

[thatonegaybastard]

Simon playlist!

Hello remember the Reiki playlist? This is the Simon playlist. It's not quite done but here's it so far

Warning for lik. Depressing themes and maybe suicidal themes and potentially overstimulating music also flashing lights and bright and rapidly shifting colors!!!!! And some suggestive and religious themes (more religious themes then sexual) and likem violence and blood

Also one of the dongs might have spoilers for a game called Cell of Empirio I'm not 100% sure so if you're wary of spoilers for that then beware

Songs and my silly commentary on them under the cut

White Happy by Maretu (English cover by Milkychan) - Literally the most Simon song ever also I live this song so much. Idk why I put an English cover of this song but not the other songs in other languages on this playlis. I really like this cover tho so I'll allow it

Chiri Chiro Juso (Dust Dust Curse) by Kikuo - Depressing song about death. I could see this being like from Simons point of view of himself and during his death

HURT by 1800 PAIN (I think) - They do wanna see you hurt. Idk how I feel about this song in general tbh

Montreal by Penelope Scott - Ok this song just makes me depressed about life and not even like in the good way it's a good song but like. Cries.Anyways this fots Simon a lot he won't make it to Montreal guys same

Sweet Hibiscus Tea by Penelope Scott - like most songs here it just fits him pretty well idk I might remove this so g I do t even have much to say

Angel Eyes and Basketball by Foot Ox - Good song I wish it was longer tbh it scartches my brain. We get it Simon is depressed /j

Cradles by Sub Urban - um

The Chattering Lack of Common Sense by GHOST - This song reminds meminds me of Simon and Beau specifically this is just the duo where one is probably murderous song to me. Also this omg is just so good I love it so much <3333 Simon would be the guy in the hoodie with bandages over his eyes his name is arc

IN MY MOUTH by Black Dresses - Why'd idd I add this song. I dobt know.it just fits kind of trust me (I kinda forgot I added this song to the playlist)

there I am, there I am again by RP_A (I think??????? I'm not sure) - This song isn't super specific to Simon actually it mostly just fits the Lore™ its more of a Rosa song tbh

SCAPEG∞AT by GHOST - okay one good so g obviously but also this song is mostly just on the playlist because of the chorus it fits Simon so fucking much like what the fuck- also the ending parts- also unrelated but these guys have deity oc vibes tbh

Dr Gaster by Shadrow - Teehee :) (lore)

I'm Difficult by Talkshow Boy - Making you guys listen to talkshow boy not sorry /j /nf

Abnornality Dancing Girl by Guchiry - Okay this song doesn't exactly for him because of what it's probably about but the chorus fits him alot and so does the ending part. Also I'm making some art of him base don this sign it'll probably be a while until i finish because it's not super high priority but yeah :)

Fry Me In a Pan by Talkshow Boy - You will listen to my favorite Talkshow Bky songs. Might remove this one too tbh

Orthodoxia by Gunchiry - Okay doesn't necessarily fit Simon specifically if anything he'd be one of the religious followers but like. (Then again he also lives off the misfortunes of others) The lore was literally inspired from this sign and also it fuckign slaps I can't NOT include it wtf

Kitchen Fork by Gustavuo Rubio (I think) - Also one of the most Simon songs ever. Something is very wrong with this man

Also I ahvent added this yet but I think it's be funny if I added the happy song that's like "I am really special cuz there sonly one of me look at my smile I'm so damn happy all the people are jealous of me" yknow the ond

[abstract-crossverse]

Can I request more platonic child!reader shenanigans/headcanons with deimos being a big brother? maybe they sometimes lightly kick each other from petty sibling rivalry, or reader jumps on deimos like a bobcat every chance they get to be carried. Love your work and have a nice day!

Of course! Thank you hun, I know this is very late, you have nice day as well!

2022 edit: just colored the barriers

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Big Bro [Deimos x Child!Reader | PLATONIC, Headcanons]

I assume you want this in the same timeline as those 2B Headcanons I made a while back, so I hope its okay if I put these in the same timeline

After he brought you home, Deimos was the one who suggested he watched over you so you wouldnt be locked in Doc's office all-day

Knowing Deimos, Doc just crossed his arms while looking at Deimos silently, yknow that wordless denial? Yeah

Of course, Sanford jumped in with a sigh and offered to keep an eye on both of you, which then Doc finally gave in

Deimos lowkey acted offended, he aint no child! He doesnt need a babysitter! Being dramatic to try to make you laugh

Which he did get a slight snicker from you, mission accomplished

Of course, 2B ruffled your hair and told you to 'report from your mission' when you get back to him, silly wording, you werent that young but it made you giggle

Then you three were off, all the while they showed you around, Deimos made little comments or jokes to make you more comfortable and less tense around the new faces

And soon you two became very close, he really enjoyed having you around because aside from Sanford, youre the only one that laughed at his stupid little antics

Doc asked him to not smoke around you, he complained a little but did so

You two really acted like siblings right off the bat, he'd kinda give you little kicks under the dinner table to throw you off, and you return it with your own, a little stronger than his but not enough that it'd bruise

He gives you light noogies and also suddenly picks you up and spins you around at random

And when you want to be picked up you just walk up to him and follow him around silently until he gets the memo, most times he does it immediately when you stand around a little too long or just jumps on him when he offers to carry you, you like to feel tall, granted Deimos is not the tallest of the group but no way youre asking Hank to pick you up, Sanford usually doesn't get the memo and you dont want to tire Doc, so Deimos is your go-to

he lets you sit on his shoulders, and with that, you almost get as tall as Sanford together

and when 2B is too caught up with work, Deimos puts you to bed, not before a bunch of picking you up and tickling you until youre tired, he tucks you in and tells you about a mission he and Sanford went to once, a messed up version of 'can you read me a story before bed?'

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its kinda short but Im not really sure of what else to put here, this is all I have for now!

#madness combat #madness combat x reader #madcom #maskwrites #mc deimos #deimos x reader #madness deimos #deimos madness #madness combat deimos #platonic #headcanons #anon

[trickstarbrave]

Better art ask: What Brushes do you use?

uhhhhh oh fuck

well mostly i use csp and custom brushes from the asset store. for details and jewelry and blood splatters and more i kinda just go ham with a bunch of them. but as for brushes i use all the time unfortunately some arent available anymore :( but sure i'll show them

most lines i actually use this brush:

its more of a pencil but was in fact designed for lines. at a small size and on a large canvas you dont notice the texture that much it just gives it a lil smth smth. outside that i also use what im pretty sure is the default textured pen bc i just like my lines with a bit of texture.

for sketching i will use the standard colored pencil default brush

to get the basic shapes as it is pretty light to start off with and i dont want anything too detailed, before i move into

uhhhh this one i also can't find. i know its kind of a graffiti style marker supposedly (at least based on what i can read of the name tho i am illiterate rn given i am abt to pass out)

onto coloring--i will fill in colors with a standard hard-round/g-pen or the textured pen depending on what im coloring. and as for shading it is almost always

before fully moving to csp despite liking pretty much all of it more i struggled with coloring as i was deeply attached to the watercolor tool in csp. i tried and tried over and over to find a brush that worked the same and finally found one which was close enough. over the years i have tweaked it here and there. but when people say "i love your rendering!" it is almost always this bad boy doing most of the heavy lifting.

bad example but it can do hard or soft edges depending on the pressure. its soft, kinda transparent, and easy to control (for me anyways). you can also drag the colors around when blending which is helpful because i also use this to like. erase and redefine shadows too. i would link you but uhhhh i think i found this brush in. 2018-2019???? and i havent found it or the others mentioned unfortunately. problems that come with people deleting or privating brushes and also dling a bunch of them but i might have also changed it so much its not really the same thing anymore LMAO

also honorary mention for the standard round airbrush for gradients and to get very rough shading and form down. and also i will use the standard default colored pencil brush for highlights sometimes on skin or shiny fabric because i feel like it looks???? more realistic???? cause skin and fabric has texture. yknow.

if you guys find any of these feel free to link them bc i havent had any luck even googling the name or digging around my downloads history