#i also have things I want to draw … the day does not have enough hours

[sulfies]

In your heavy bleeding au, does Desmond remember his bleeds or does he just black out during the whole process? Also, does he have certain triggers?

Love all your au stuff btw owo

Im glad my au is infecting everyones brain muhahaha

to answer, when I draw Desmond with yellow eyes and fainting like a damsel I think in my head its one fo 2 things:

1) he is having such a heavy bleed(hehe pun) his body shuts down and all he can do is to live thru the bleed basically, he would not be able to tell its a bleed even if someone told him it was one(they cant tho since he is stuck in the bleed in his head) so he just has to ride it out. It probobly disorients him quiet a bit once he gets out of it for hrs maybe in some cases days.

2) he is having visions from apple and its such heavy knowledge his human brain kinda goes overheat mode.

In the end you can determine yourself (since its an au nothing is set in stone lol) if he remembers or not but for myself:

I think on 1)

he doesnt remember all details, after he is out of the episode he probobly remembers who the bleed was about and some context but not all, but some stuff lingers for few hours sometimes days as mentioned. maybe he finds hard to switch to the language he uses the most or his emotions carry over, like if it was about altair right after he lost his ranks, he feels some petty anger towards Malik he cannot explain but he can figure out it was cocky-altair memories probobly due to context clues. They are probobly like dreams(or nightmares) in a sense where the more he tries to remember the more he forgets about details…

for 2)

He is just not that smart enough (sorry Des ur no Altaïr…)to explain what the apple showed him but he probobly does remember in a sense; if its things like a remedy, a basic invention or instructions that he can learn from a yt video normally he can muscle memory to make em. its more like “how tf did u do that” “uhhh i have no idea” withing a limit lol so he cannot invent phones bc he probobly cant even make a phone in modern day

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for his other heavy bleeds where he is not passed out with eyes all gold I think some of the same rules as 1) apply where he doesnt know he is in a bleed, especially if he is bleeding as someone bc at that moment he thinks he is that person, but someone could snap him out of it if they tried (usually if he is bleeding ezio and actual ezio shows up he can make Des snap out of it but its not foolproof) and afterwards he probobly remembers most of it (to his horror) bc he did actively and physically live thru it. Like w the fic where he thinks there are guards after him but its a bleed, after he learns it is he still remembers them and sees them

but again I think the fun part is u can kinda make Des suffer in anyway you want (again…sorry Des…)so no rules are set in stone, so if you dont want him to remember anything after bleeds you are free to do so and ill probobly break these guides aswell lol

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for triggers hmm i think anything you want could be a trigger lol but it doesnt have to be “triggered” to happen. I think like that other fic when he first time-travels and lands in Italy or Levant he would most likely have a bleed where he thinks he is someone else sooner or later bc the enviroment shocks him and confuses him (as time travel does) so something that “shocks” him can send him into an episode but he could also be totally fine in another scenerio

in my hc w the fainting ones, they are similar to seizures w how they come and go (I do not get seizures so my research is very limited) so sometimes he can guess it will happen few seconds to min before but he cannot stop them and sometimes it just gets him by suprise, for the ones where he doesnt faint he again has no idea when it will happen and most likely cannot tell it will, those ones are probobly more affected by “triggers” but they dont have to be as I said above

ty for askingg sorry to give an essay as response lol

#take a shot everytime i say bleed to experiance your very own bleed #dont #im sorry desmond lol ı swear I do love you thats why I gave you a harem of assassins #assassin's creed #asks #heavy bleed effect au

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

What markers do you use and what kind paper? The textures are so Delicious

Very basic paper, actually! I find I overthink when using expensive stuff and it makes my sketches worse.

As for markers, I use Copics! Not that this is an endorsement (my first set were a very nice gift), but I have really liked using alcohol based markers over water based ones; lovely texture, good blending, and less streaking. However, the price can be *brutal*, and you can very easily get by with other markers + pencil crayons.

#ask #art faqs #fancy supplies are nice but the dont really help THAT much for art skills. Consistancy and persistance does. #I balked the first time I needed to go in to buy a few new ones to fill out my roster. #if you are going to invest; my strategy was to make those fancy new supplies a reward for drawing X amount of days in a row #that way one doesnt buy a bunch of stuff for a soon to be abandoned hobby #Art is a relatively cheap hobby at its basics. You do not need the fanciest and most expensive things. #I think watercolour is the only exception for me; that paper better be high grade. The paint mix also matters #but I digress. Buy what you need and not what you want. Save your money. #Guilt will make you stop drawing. Hoarding supplies and never using them is wasteful #when I drop money on new colours I'm going in with a list of what I want #and looking through the swatchpad for hours until i get the right colour. #cant emphasize enough how fortunate I am to have been gifted my copics. I never would have bought them on my own.

[m0thmonster]

i used to look at and want a tumblr so bad when i was a kid and then i realized years later the reason i never was active once i made one was because this site is for people who have someone to be and i dont know who i am

#like you have people who do things and ur like #yeah thats that one. that does the thing #but i dont do things #and i realized putting me in a room and go “and do stuff in there!” is like a death sentence #i miss the community in deviantart and the togetherness of a bunch of people #like yeah deviantart was shit dont get me wrong i may get sexy women following me but its nowhere near the level of guy asking me at 14 if #i knew what a cuck was and then proceeding to get me to draw pregnancy furry kink art #idk u couldve posted anything on da and get people being interested (even if not super invested deep) and you go :3 #but now its just. algorithim this and tags that and you HAVE to curate and you HAVE to avoid these 10 buzzwords or you get put into #the dubious shadowrealm #idk i jsut. didnt have to try and be someone i could just exist and that would be enough #like i have been on da since 2013 and seeing it go so far down to the point its unusable ?? is still painful for me #i miss jsut. talkign to people because they gave me a llama and we exchange niceties and then my week is brighter #like there was a FLOW on deviantart. now its just post. wait an hour. theres its peak. its gone now #maybe it was also how fast my side of deviantart crashed- i went from almost 8k (only abt 1k of them being active) followers #steady commissions. to being scared and tossed onto twitter where you cant even SAY THE WORD COMMISSION. #maybe im just a sad inactive jaded adult now trying to live. #instead of being a happy chronically online kid who could draw emo dogs all day and socialize and have friends #i left 2 posts up on deviantart #like .. my bases. because i want to revive them at some point elsewhere #and they STILL get attention despite me not being active #having only two posts up #and said posts are 5 years old. i dont get tweets i posted a WEEK ago getting anything #i wasnt even an iconic base maker. that was the first one. and that was well after deviantarts base/adoptable peak. #m0thrambles #idk i think im just. being babyrage over it but its so hard not to be #so many young artists jobs and livelihoods were taken away and there is no alternative to deviantart. #there is no non-live feed based places that dont support ai (or like children) #there is no fun things like llamas. #now being relatable and “with the userbase” is just capitalism.

[ieropski]

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#I’m back from vacation and finished reading not the life it seems while there and also learned from that frank interview that he’s usually #the left earbud and ray is usually the right #and so now I have to listen to every album again while reading the lyrics #at the same time my brain is like a colander or whatever the more common phrase is so I don’t remember everything shrjrb but I’m sure I’ll #pick up on smth #i also have things I want to draw … the day does not have enough hours

[slasher-male-wife]

Horror characters with an s/o who's love language is biting

So I'm sorry for barely posting anything in forever I've just been in a bit of a funk for awhile. Anyway @k1nn1e-0n-ma1n was super insistent I write this so shout out to him and his Bo Sinclair brain rot. This also was slightly inspired by @osirisisv RZ Michael Myers drawing.

Includes: Bo Sinclair, RZ Michael Myers, Otis Driftwood, and Doomhead

Warnings: Violence kind of, Bo and Otis being a perverts kind of

Bo Sinclair

Lester was a biter as a child and Bo has a very high pain tolerance so you biting him doesn't hurt it just surprises him. He honestly didn't know what you did until he looked over and saw you biting his hand.

"The fuck are ya doin'?" He'll ask verbatim. He's not mad, he's just confused as to why at 5:47 on a Tuesday during him watching reruns of some 80's show you decided to bite him.

When you say it's a love language he immediately thinks it's a sex thing. You will quickly shut that down and he'll get a little less excited.

"I still don't understand why ya did that darlin." He'll say before pulling you either on top of him or underneath him and just holding you so you can't bite him again.

On occasion he'll let you bite him again, but if you do it when he doesn't want you too he'll storm off to wherever and ignore you until you make it up to him.

RZ Michael Myers

He has a very high pain tolerance but when he feels you biting him he'll immediately push you off of him or put you in a headlock. He won't let you out either unless you beg him.

He is very confused as to why you bit him, because to his understanding you're not supposed to hurt the people you love.

He's going to probably disappear for a few days to think this over, and because he doesn't want you to bite him again for a little bit. But he'll come back more understanding.

You can bite him, but only when he's prepared and you're willing to 'play fight' because let's be honest, play fighting with Michael is basically him thinking he's playing and you fighting for you life. Could put you in head lock again.

He honestly might just roll up his sleeve and indirectly ask you to bite him. But this will happen after a lot of talking about how biting him means you're not trying to hurt him you just love him.

Otis Driftwood

"Did you just fucking bite me?" He asks you. And honestly no matter where you bite him it's a bad idea because he would taste like cigarettes, blood, and dirt.

Will be mad until you explain you do it because you love him and he'll laugh. Will also think it's a sex thing but you quickly shut that down. He's a little disappointed but doesn't mind too awfully much.

He doesn't mind as long as you give him a proper warning before you do it. If you catch him off guard he'll honestly pull his arm or whatever part of him you bit and leave you alone for a few hours at the least

Because he's a little freak he'll ask you to try and bite him harder than you normally do it to see how much pain he can handle. You can probably draw blood before he tells you to stop.

Overtime he learns to love it and honestly doesn't mind too much anymore. If a victim tries to or actually bites him he'll laugh and tell you about it later. "Don't worry honey, they weren't as good as you."

Doomhead

He’s not exactly lucid all the time so he might not realize you’re biting him at first. When he does realize it he pulls his hand away and laughs about it. "Do I taste good to you or something sweetheart?"

Will tease you about it non-stop. Brings it up all the time even if there's nothing to do with it currently. He'll have a hard time understanding that you're doing it "out of love".

He might honestly buy you a dog chew toy as a joke if you bite him often enough. Or like one of those baby teething toys. He will laugh so hard about it, especially if you get embarrassed about it.

That's not to say he doesn't like when you bite him. He can find the repetitive feeling calming and it honestly might make him feel more lucid at times. But he'd never ask you to do it. He might gives you hints though

#bo sinclair #bo sinclair x reader #bo sinclair x you #bo sinclair x y/n #michael myers x reader #michael myers x you #rz michael myers #otis driftwood x reader #otis driftwood #doomhead x reader #doomhead #slasher x y/n #slasher x reader #slasher fanfiction

[stinkyme]

Hello! I have been gone for a little as some may have noticed, which I will explain in a different post :)

However, I have not been on tumblr at all so if somebody already did this, I do apologize for being repetitive but oh well :3

I can also do version with women if anyone is interested since they have me in a very heavy chokehold (I will most likely do it regardless), so without further rambling, I hope you like it and enjoy :3

please read bsd fans: I don't want to leave y'all dry because I know you followed for bsd, so I added bsd characters who would also be similar to those characters :D

Characters: Sampo, Gepard, Blade, Dan Heng, Welt, Jing Yuan, Luocha

Those are little headcanons :)

CW/TW: NSFW, fem!reader, oral, mentions of biting/marking, mentions of praise, mentions of face sitting, mentions of edging and overstimulation, mentions of fingering, mentions of 69, mentions of body worship, and I think that's it, if I forgot anything please let me know! :)

Pussy Eating || HSR (+BSD) Men x Reader

Sampo (Tecchou, Ranpo, Nikolai, Atsushi)

Greedy. Greedy and messy. He loves giving you oral and eating you out for hours in the end even if he doesn't get to finish. He does it for your and his pleasure. That man is huge therefore I imagine him putting you on his shoulders and pressing you against the wall while your hands messily grip on his hair. He will literally drown his face into your pussy, his long tongue reaching every single spot of you and ravishing you greedily. He is so easy to get pussy drunk that sometimes he will overstimulate you by accident. Or that's what he wants you to think. Your little whimpers and moans as his tongue relentlessly circles on your clit while your thighs tighten around his face as he keeps his hands under your ass and squeezes it harshly just may or may not make him insanely hard. The way your body responds to his greediness and the way your throat gets sore and raspy from all the sweet sounds you let out make him insanely proud and needy to the point where he would and will cum in his pants. He also loves when you sit on his face as his tongue and lips keep on stimulating your sensitive spots all over your clit. If you dare and try to get up before he had enough of it, oh boy. He will squeeze your hips and push them on his face, basically locking you in place as he keeps desperately stimulating you with his tongue. Anytime he takes a moment to take a breath, the most pathetic, high pitched and broken whimper or moan will come out of his parted lips. He will make you cum like that countless times until he feels satisfied and until you basically can't think properly anymore. Next day when your clit gets overly sensitive to the lightest touch he will probably apologize for going a bit overboard. Is he actually sorry? No, not at all actually but he will treat you in a more gentle and tender way until your clit is ready to be ruined by him again.

Gepard (Poe, Chuuya, Mark, Atsushi, Sigma)

Gepard however, is more tender and gentle. He adores you as well but in a way where he will worship you and take things slow. He will kiss your whole body, slowly going down on you and adjusting himself between your thighs only when he makes sure every other part of you has been appreciated with praise, kisses, licks, gentle bites - you name it. He will leave soft, feather-like kisses on your thighs, with each kiss moving closer and closer to your needy clit. He will look at your pussy, admiring how wet and pretty it is for him. He will start with giving a few kitten licks on your clit and observing how your body reacts. He would wrap his arms and hands around your thighs, dimly spreading them just to get better access to your clit before he starts licking it and sucking it in a more consistent manner. He will start by drawing small circles with the tip of his tongue however as soon as you start letting out whimpers or moans and as your thighs start tensing and relaxing under his hands he will realize he is not as patient with making you cum. He will start sucking on your clit, eyes fixated on you and he will not stop until you cum all over him. Once you cum, he will make sure to clean you up with his tongue and praise how good you taste for him. He would leave a mellow kiss on your clit as a form of telling you how good you are for him. He will continue giving kisses and soft licks on your thighs until you are less sensitive and then start eating you out again. He will be more patient this time, you have the whole night after all, and he will make sure you cum as many times as possible in as many ways as possible. 

Blade (Fyodor, Dazai, Mori, Jouno)

Tease. He loves to take his time with you but in a different way than Gepard. He will kiss every part of your body and move down on your pussy, leaving slow and gentle licks and kisses on your outer lips with the tip of his tongue. Purposefully leaving out the spot where you want him the most. He will enjoy the sight of your precum slowly leaking out of your pussy as you let out weak "please" for him to start eating you out. He would chuckle at how desperate you are for him and click his tongue a couple of times, lightheartedly scolding your impatience. He will start by slowly inserting two of his fingers inside of your wet cunt, gently and teasingly stimulating your g-spot by moving his fingers in a way that he knows drives you crazy. He would get his lips close to your clit and seeing your eyes get excited and needy only for you to let out a dissatisfied moan as he blows a small amount of warm air through his parted lips, is indeed very satisfying for him. He would feel your cunt tighten around his fingers, leaking more precum with each skillful thrust of his as soft moans escape your throat and enjoy every second of it. Then, when you sort of give into his teasing and when you least expect it, he will give one gentle lick to your clit. Your cunt would tighten around him and he would immediately back off, another teasing chuckle escaping his lungs as he watches and feels your body get immensely excited from only one, in his opinion, even pathetic lick. However, once he teased you long enough, giving you one pathetic and quick lick after another, he will start doing it properly. He will start by putting the flat of his tongue on top, covering your whole clit and start moving it in a pace and manner you enjoy the most. He knows after all the fingering and teasing it will take you a very short amount of time to cum and he will be right, your orgasm slowly approaching fairly quickly. However, he will stop just as you are about to cum. Swiftly moving his tongue away from your clit as his fingers stop moving inside your cunt. He enjoys the feeling of your body shaking regardless as your gaze grows pathetic and needy for an orgasm. He will grant you the desire you have, just when he thinks you deserved it. 

Dan Heng (Kunikida, Akutagawa)

He loves 69. Not because he is selfish and can't focus on you only, but because of the feeling of you not being able to suck his dick properly due to everything he does to you. He loves how you have to pull away due to your whimpers and moans as he keeps relentlessly circling his tongue on your clit. Or how suddenly you will choke on his cock because he hit the right spot. Over and over again. Also, he enjoys how exposed your pussy is for him like that and how his tongue can reach every single spot he wishes to pay attention to. He loves to slow down his pace and lets you suck him for a while and when your throat is close to the tip of his cock, only to suddenly spank your ass and start vigorously sucking on your clit, resulting in you choking on his cock as muffled moans and whimpers escape your throat. If you try to just give him a handjob in order to avoid what he wants and desires, he will stop his movement completely. After all, it's unfair, right? If he is going to eat you out, he deserves the same treatment. If you disagree in some way, he will just calmly ask if you wish to cum or not and if you do, then listen to him and be good. If not, that's perfectly fine with him too, he can make that come true easily but you don't get to complain later and beg him to cum. So, you will choose wisely and decide you want to cum, earning a soft praise of his. He would continue circling his tongue on your clit, start sucking it as he can tell you are getting closer to your orgasm. He can feel your hands gripping his thighs as your mouth can't do the work anymore besides whimpering and moaning as your orgasm approaches. Once you cum, he will clean it all up, gently kissing your clit and inner lips afterwards, praising how good you were.  If you decide to be a brat about it, he doesn't have an issue with that either. He knows exactly how to deal with you by simply readjusting your positions, making you lay under him as he ties you up. Oh, you thought he will fuck you and you will be able to persuade him by your begging? Or that he will cum and think it's only fair that he lets you cum too, especially after seeing how beautifully pathetic you look? No, he is a very, very patient man. He will finger you for hours if he has to, making it almost impossible for you to take it anymore. Or he may make you watch him stroke his cock, making sure he lets out pleasant whimpers and moans, basically rubbing it in your face what you could have if you were not a brat. He may even simulate things he could do to your clit on your nipples or even your thigh, very close to your needy bud. After your desperate apologies and begging, he may consider letting you cum. Only if you beg him good enough, he expects from you to show him how much you want him in a position you are currently in, so give it your best and he will eat you out just like you deserve.

Welt (Fukuzawa, Oda, Ango)

He is a gentleman and a soft dom. He will give you prince/princess treatment all the time and is quite generous in bed too. He enjoys eating you out, he loves making you cum over and over again until the point of complete bliss. Welt will also ask you to vocalize how much you enjoy him, how much you enjoy his tongue skillfully running over your inner lips and clit. He would initiate his or your desires by spreading your pretty legs with his cane, observing how wet you get for him. I imagine he is also easy to be teased about his age, however he will only play into it without taking genuine offense and show you that nothing about him is uncapable or old. Once you are in for it, he will make sure you enjoy it as long as possible. He is very gentle with his tongue, sensations that he provides for you are almost feather like, barely felt on the skin, but the impact they leave are more than pleasurable. He would focus on your outer lips then slowly move his attention towards your inner lips, giving you a quick surprise lick on the clit from time to time. Then, he would focus his tongue on your clit only, gradually increasing his speed and pressure. He enjoys your voice, the way your body reacts to him and once he makes you cum, he will repeat the process over and over again. Welt loves feeling your body getting more sensitive and responsive as he gets more intense with pleasuring you. He loves gently sucking on your clit as his fingers slide inside your needy cunt; the way your thighs eventually lose strength to wrap around his head makes him smirk into your skin. He will definitely tease you lightheartedly afterwards but rest assured that this man will provide you the most loving aftercare, spoiling you as much as possible.

Jing Yuan (Ango, Kunikida, Tachihara, Fukuzawa)

General loves the thrill of possibly getting caught. He is also the type of the man who, as secure and confident as he is, adores you being for him only. Those two facts combined will result in him enjoying pleasing you in his office, pulling you aside in isolated areas during certain duties just to taste you, even leaving his personal responsibilities early just to find you and be with you. He loves teasing you, reminding you to be quiet or things could get out of hand, when you would scold him about the risks - all he would ask is if you want it and if your answer is affirmative, that's all he needs. Due to this, he would often ask you to wear clothes that are easily taken off or easily accessible for him. Which also means, he enjoys buying clothes for you and daydreaming what outfit you could wear at certain places where he would eat you out. He loves gently biting your thighs, licking and tasting the precum that is leaking out of your cunt, kissing your skin everywhere that he can reach, he loves it all. When it comes to him eating you out, he loves being in control - gently spreading your thighs with his hands, keeping you in place as his tongue hits all the sensitive spots on your clit without a break. Similar to Sampo, he would also enjoy putting you on his shoulders and against the wall, gently brushing the tip of his tongue on your inner lips, then eventually relentlessly circling it on your clit. As mentioned, he loves leaving marks behind, your skin would be painted in countless hickeys, bite marks, his fingernails printed into your thighs, hips, waist - you name it. He bounces between being calm, a very giving lover and being quite greedy. The sound of your muffled whimpers, moans and the way your legs would squeeze him or simply shake under his touch will probably lead to either you pleasing him afterwards or him messily getting his cock out, just to feel you. Once you finish, make sure he will whisper in your ear how well you did for him, how he will reward you again later, how you need to remember that he is the only person who gets to please you like this.

Luocha (Fyodor, Jouno, Chuuya, Sigma)

My favorite man. Luocha is such a teasing, soft, but also quite intense lover. He enjoys pleasing you, enjoys your pussy and will constantly remind you how wonderful you are and how intensely grateful he is to have you. He will definitely do full body worship before going down on you. Leaving soft kisses on your neck, collarbones, chest area, tummy, hips, waist, hands, wrists, thighs, calves, ankles, crotch, outer lips. He will do it slowly, almost agonizingly slow, patiently waiting to hear your sweet voice asking him to give attention to your needy cunt. He loves when you ask him so nicely, but as the more time passes and as you get more desperate and demanding, it fills him with pure pleasure and bliss. Once he finally thinks you pleaded enough, he will softly tell you that you can relax now, he will give you what you want. He would wrap one of his arms around one of your thighs as fingers of his other hand would gently brush over your cunt. As soon as he would feel how wet you are, with just the bare skin of his fingers, it would make him feel like a switch has been flipped inside of his mind, almost challenging himself to make you as wet as you possibly could get. He would trace his way from the bottom of your pussy, tip of his tongue gently starting at the very edge of your inner lips, slowly moving it up in sensual zig-zag motion, purposefully avoiding your clit, going around it and moving back down. He would let out mellow, almost inaudible whimper when he would taste your precum, his tongue spreading it all over your needy cunt. After a bit, when he would notice that your pretty cunt is leaking more precum mixed with your soft whimpers; he would gently and slowly insert two of his fingers inside. Loucha would go as slow as possible, dragging the moment when he will finally give attention to your puffy clit. His fingers would dimly curl inside of you, pressing and stimulating your g-spot, as his free hand would spread your leg away from the other. Listening to your sweet voice, as his fingers are getting coated in your precum and realizing how wet you are as your cunt tightens around him, is truly a moment that Luocha wants to last forever. Then, after he finally finds appropriate, he will place his warm tongue on your swollen clit, moving it in circles and listening to you finally and completely break under him. As you are getting louder and your hands grab on his blond hair, pushing him more into your pussy, your orgasm painfully close, Luocha will not stop. He finds edging rarely enjoyable, what he enjoys is making you cum but also, making you needier each time that you do. It's a sweet circle of endless pleasure that he wants to last as long as possible, for both of you. When you finally cum, he will make sure to clean it all up, slowly extracting his fingers out of your pussy and giving your clit a soft kiss. A still very needy look on your face would result in a sly smirk from him, awaiting you to ask for more, knowing you are in for the long night or day.

#hsr x reader #hsr smut #blade x reader #dan heng x reader #welt x reader #gepard x reader #sampo x reader #jing yuan x reader #blade smut #dan heng smut #welt smut #jing yuan smut #gepard smut #sampo smut #bsd smut #bungo stray dogs smut #luocha smut #luocha x reader

[angelltheninth]

Heyo, I literally been trying to find your account for so long (my last one got deleted and I couldn't find yours) and I'm so happy I've found it again and especially at the time when your requests are open

Would I be allowed to request Miguel ohara being absolutely smitten with reader hcs? Idk like Smitten!Miguel or something 😭

Smitten like the kitten he is.

Pairing: Miguel O'Hara x Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, kissing, head over heals, playful biting, teasing, cuddles, purring, kissing against the wall, smitten!Miguel

A/N: Two Spiderverse posts today?! Yup!

Smitten!Miguel who ends up staring at you rather then whatever mission report he's supposed to be reading through. For him you're the centerpiece of every room, you will draw his eyes to you the moment you walking and he'll be so caught up in looking at you that Lyla's voice will make him jump from his seat.

Smitten!Miguel who will laugh at your jokes no matter what, only your jokes. It would get really awkward if no one else laughs along with him, not that he cares, he wants you to know that he finds you funny and fun to be around, that you brighten up his day,

Smitten!Miguel who always puts you on missions with him so he can flirt with you. This implies both before and after your relationship turns romantic. When you're on missions he pays very close attention to you, he wants to know the full extent of your abilities. And... also make sure he can watch your back more efficiently.

Smitten!Miguel who starts purring when you put a hand on his lower back. It's one his very sensitive areas so any stimuli there will make him into a big softie. Don't you dare say that to anyone okay? You can touch him there all you want but he would die of embarrassment if anyone else knew he purrs from such a small gesture.

Smitten!Miguel who buys you gifts when there's absolutely no reason to. He can more then afford to spoil his sweetheart so don't worry about the amount of things he buys. There are many things that are matching but unless someone knew you both they'd never know you have matching accessories. It's like a cute little secret between the two of you.

Smitten!Miguel who leans his cheek in his palm and listens to you ramble on and on without interrupting once. He could listen to your voice for hours on end and never get tired. And don't even get him started on your laughter.

Smitten!Miguel who refuses to let go of you when you're cuddling. No you can't leave him, if you need to go anywhere he will carry you there but you can't let go just yet. He knows you don't want to leave either, you're just looking for an excuse for him to hold you tighter, closer, to carry you where ever you need to go. He's onto your tactics and he doesn't mind them working.

Smitten!Miguel who loves kissing you more then he would be willing to admit. He's always the one teasing you about starting the kiss but he's always the one who refused to let it end. He chases your lips with his, pulls and bites on your bottom lip until it's swollen and then pretends that he's very, very sorry so he could kiss it better. You're also onto him, but you don't complain.

Smitten!Miguel who pins you against the wall as a joke only to be unprepared by how cute you look like that. That cuteness is downright deadly. He has to make sure no one else falls victim to it but him, its his duty as a hero. So he will do this any chance he gets until it no longer has an effect on him... which will be never if him biting his lip whenever it happens are any clue.

Smitten!Miguel who lets you cup his cheeks in your hand whenever you feel like it. It calms him down so much to be touched so softly you have no idea. When you do this where other people might see, like his office he will always lock, he doesn't want anyone teasing him for going soft, Lyla already does more then enough of that.

#miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara imagine #across the spiderverse #spiderman across the spiderverse #miguel x reader #miguel o'hara fluff #miguel fluff #marvel fluff #spiderverse x reader #atsv x reader #atsv imagines #miguel o'hara imagine #miguel o’hara #marvel x reader #marvel imagine #marvel x you #x reader

[httpiastri]

snowy mountains & hot baths – op81

you, oscar, and an empty spa can only lead to one thing.

genre: very short smut 😶

pairing: oscar piastri x female reader

warnings: uhhh public sex.... unprotected sex, wrap it before you tap it yall!!

author's note: happy valentines day :) wish i had oscar here to celebrate with me... anyway. idk about this one guys 🫠🫠 started out alright but then i hated half of it so i deleted it and rewrote it but it just got worse. and i know that if i don't just post it rn, i will likely procrastinate and never end up posting it at all. yay. hope u enjoy anyway! i also have another oscar fic done that's at least a bit better than this lol.

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a low groan leaves oscar's lips when he dips his feet in the warm water. he instantly turns around, eyes finding you standing by the door you've just walked through to get to this outdoor area of the spa. he holds his hand out towards you, beckoning for you to step closer.

"it feels so good," he promises, gaze following your every move as you let your robe slide down your arms. his eyes widen when you reveal your newly bought bikini – papaya orange, of course – and a shudder passes through his body at the sight of the tiny material trying it's best to cover you up.

he thanks all the gods he can think of that there's no one else around.

goosebumps grow across your skin now that you're exposed to the sub-zero temperatures, toes curling in the short layer of snow on the deck. you stroll over to him, making sure to let your hips sway a little extra with every step because you know he's watching and you know what he's thinking. the sight of him gulping as his eyes wander up and down your body can only mean one thing.

taking his hand in yours, you let him pull you into the water with him, letting out a content sound when the water envelops your legs and brings the temperature of your body up again. oscar gives your hand a squeeze and leans back, his back hitting the water as he submerged into it. you dive in right after him, making a few strokes beneath the surface before coming up for air again. your hands come up to wipe away the water from your face, before brushing over your hair and tying it up in a messy bun on top of your head.

"this is just what i needed," your boyfriend says, drawing out an agreeing hum from you. it's been a long day – a long week, really – filled to the brim with skiing, hot chocolate drinking, skiing, cable car-rides, and then more skiing. oscar doesn't usually get a lot of time off work, and when he does, he wants to make the most of it. and as his partner, he thinks you should be doing the same, and that's why he's woken you up in the early hours every morning this last week, practically bouncing from how much he aches to go out in the swiss alps yet again.

the hot tub is big enough to swim around in, but oscar makes his way to the side and sits down on the built-in seat, arms stretching out and resting on the edge of the pool. you swim over to him, easily slipping onto his lap and letting your hands rest on his shoulders. oscar tenses up when you sit on him, and you're not surprised by the length already poking up at you – he's just a man, after all – but you decide not to do anything to acknowledge it just yet.

"it's really beautiful here, don't you think?" you ask, looking to your side. the sun has only just set, so the little village isn't completely dark yet. the moon above your heads casts a soft hue over the mountains you've spent all week conquering, stars twinkling among the tops.

"not as beautiful as you, though." there's barely any lightning out here other than the little candles scattered across the floor, but you see the fire in oscar's gaze clearly when you look back at him. he's staring at you like you're the most perfect work of art, the most beautiful thing to ever exist – and your expression matches his, because he truly is your favorite thing to look at in the world. your heart flutters at the contrast between how cute he looks with a few locks of his long fringe curling along his forehead, and how incredibly sexy his body looks with the little droplets of water decorating his muscular chest. he's just stunning.

"you really did a great job with planning and booking all of this, you know," you start. "i may have complained quite a bit when you dragged me out of bed at six am, but... it's all been perfect."

your hands find the space just below his jaw, and it takes all of your strength not to blatantly stare at his thick neck when you feel the muscles under your touch.

"well, perfect except for the fact that my legs are so sore right now."

oscar chuckles at this confession, hands leaving the edge of the pool and dipping into the water instead. "let me help you out with that, then..."

a jolt of electricity shoots down your spine when his palms meet your bare thighs, fingers pressing into the skin and stroking you softly. your eyes flutter closed, loving every second of his massage and growing hotter when his hands make their way further and further up. it doesn't take long before oscar can't hold back anymore, reaching up to press his lips against yours.

you sigh into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling yourself further towards him, your crotch brushing against his as a result. the moan he lets out is so hot that you instinctively begin grinding down against him, wanting to hear more.

oscar gets the hint, but finds himself reaching for your shoulders, holding you back as he leans out of the kiss. your lips chase after him, a frown taking over your face when he doesn't give in. you open your eyes to look at him.

"are you sure... that you want to..." oscar's voice is low but genuine; he knows you aren't a fan of exhibitionism, and that these situations usually only make you uncomfortable.

but the look in your eyes is impossible to misinterpret. "there's no one around..."

he looks around the area once more just to make sure. choosing to go to the spa at 8pm, the exact time when the restaurant at the hotel was the most crowded, was oscar's best idea yet.

he doesn't say anything else. he just grabs the back of your neck, pushing you down to his lips yet again. it's more rushed now, messy kisses pressed against your lips and his tongue swiping across your bottom lip hastily. his other hand caresses all the way down your back, gives your butt a quick squeeze, and then moves to your front instead. his fingers trace the edge of your bikini before dipping inside of it, finding your clit with ease.

your upper body is completely leaning onto him by now, little sounds slipping past your lips as he starts drawing circles onto your already sensitive bud. in no time, he's slipped past your clit, one finger sliding into your core and pumping you a couple of times before being joined by another finger. you can't help but clench around him, exhaling into the kiss.

"please, oscar..." you whine against his lips, and oscar nods, pulling out of you and breaking the kiss. he holds your hips away a little to make space for his hand undoing the knot that holds up his swim trunks, before pulling his dick out of them. he lifts you up, fingers pushing your bikini bottoms to the side but pausing when his tip meets your core. he waits for your nod of consent before finally entering you.

the water helps him glide into you, a throaty moan rumbling from his throat when he bottoms you out. he doesn't give you even a second to adjust, hands on your hips pulling you up before sinking you onto him again.

"fuck," he lets out, throwing his head back when you start to roll your hips against his. "you feel so good..."

you lean forward, forehead resting on the bend of his neck as you bounce up and down on him. your hands move to the back of his head, fingers getting lost in his locks, and it doesn't take long before your movements get sloppier. you gasp when oscar begins thrusting up into you, meeting your downward movements in a steady rhythm.

his grip on your hips grows firmer, rough fingers pressing into your skin and surely leaving marks for tomorrow. he's getting closer, too – you can tell by the string of moans he's letting out in between a bunch of swearwords – and you use your last bit of energy to pick up your pace and help him out. your walls contract around him when you come, and you feel him reach his own high not long after, twitching and shooting into you as you ride out your orgasms.

his hands are more gentle now, brushing up and down your back and following the bumps of your spine. when you finally gain the energy to speak, your words vibrate against his skin. "well, we're never coming back to this spa again." you lean back slightly, looking up at him for the first time in a while. "or the town, for that matter."

his blissed-out eyes meet yours, soft and glossy as he raises his eyebrows. "why's that?"

his flushed cheeks make him look so innocent, but his heaving chest tells another story. "did you not see the cameras?" you question.

"oh, you think we're the first ones to do this here?" you gasp at his wording, splashing some water his way. he laughs. "what, do you really? i reckon this happens here at least once every day. maybe even more."

"oscar!"

#f1 #formula 1 #formula one #oscar piastri #oscar piastri x reader #oscar piastri x you #oscar piastri x yn #oscar piastri x y/n #oscar piastri smut #oscar piastri fluff #oscar piastri imagine #oscar piastri scenario #f1 x reader #f1 x you #f1 x yn #f1 x y/n #f1 smut #f1 fluff #mclaren #mclaren racing

[ewanmitchellcrumbs]

Counting the Minutes

Pairing: Michael Gavey (Saltburn) x f!reader Warnings: Dirty talk, masturbation, phone sex. Word count: ~1k

Summary: Separated for the Christmas break, her and Michael have to get creative.

Author's note: A little addition to The Golden Ratio, though can also be read as a standalone piece. Day twelve of the Smuffmas prompts - "promise and phone sex". No tag list. Follow @fics-by-ewanmitchellcrumbs and turn on post notifications.

She nestles beneath the duvet, clicking through the contacts on her Nokia until she reaches Michael’s name. A faint smile tugs at her lips as her finger hovers over the call button, she can’t wait to speak to him.

They have been inseparable since the night that Oliver ditched him. They brought out the best in each other. Michael lit a fire underneath her that made her want to study harder, to strive for perfection in all things. In turn, she softened him up and taught him not to see the world through such a harsh lens. 

Their relationship had become serious enough that they had both chosen to spend their reading week together, instead of going home like the vast majority of people at their college had.

Now the term was over, and Christmas had beckoned them both home; Michael back to his mum, and her back to her dad. It’s odd not to see him every day, and though they’d stayed in touch on MSN Messenger, nothing compares to sitting with their legs entwined as they discuss their notes for their upcoming tutorials.

It’s only been a week and she misses the way he rests his chin against his hand when he’s deep in thought, how the intensity of his unblinking, blue eyed stare causes her skin to grow hot, and the smell of Imperial Leather soap and old books that she inhales when she rests her face in the crook of his neck.

Holding the phone to her ear, it rings once, twice, three times before he answers.

“Hello, you.”

His voice gives her butterflies. It’s the sound she’d attribute to how it feels to run your fingertips against plush velvet.

“Hi,” she says back with a coy smile. God, she wishes she could see him.

“How long can you talk for?” He asks.

“I put credit on my phone yesterday, ten pounds, so should be good for a while.”

“One hundred and sixty six point seven hours.”

She huffs a laugh. Of course his mind wanders to the maths of it.

“You think we could talk for that long?” 

“Hmm,” he muses, “I’m sure we could find a way to pass the time.”

“Like we did during reading week?” She asks softly, her fingers drawing lazy circles against the cotton of her bedsheets.

“Can’t really do that over the phone.”

“Have you ever had phone sex before?”

She hears him suck in a harsh breath before he replies. “What do you think?”

It causes her to giggle. Of course he hasn’t.

“Would you like to try it?” She holds the phone tighter to her ear, a lazy grin upon her lips.

“What does it entail?”

“Well,” she begins, switching her mobile from one ear to the other, and snuggling further down into the bed. “We describe what we’d like to do to each other while we touch ourselves.”

“One thousand, two hundred and fifty.”

“What?”

“On average, I can make you orgasm in about eight minutes. If we run through all of your phone credit then that’s how many times I could make you come.”

“Michael!” She gasps, feeling her insides flutter at the thought. “I don’t think that would be physically possible. I’ll settle for just the one today.”

He huffs a soft laugh, the sound breathy through the receiver. “Yes, I suppose that’s a bit impractical. Alright then, you start.”

“I wish you here right now,” she purrs seductively. “I want to push my hand up your t-shirt and run my fingers against that little trail of hair that leads all the way down your stomach, before I wrap them around your cock.”

His breathing grows heavier and she can hear the faint rustle of clothing in the background. She bites her lip, her own hand snaking beneath the duvet and into the waistband of her knickers.

“I miss the way you feel,” he tells her, voice shaky, “how tightly you grip me when I first push inside of you. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to that sensation. You’re so wet, so warm…”

She can hear the slick sound of his hand pumping over his cock, the sound sends arousal pooling between her legs and she circles her pearl in earnest, the added wetness aiding her ministrations. She hadn’t expected him to focus on the sensation of physical touch quite so much, but Michael is pragmatic after all, and his innovative approach excites her.

“Mmmm,” she moans quietly, “I want you to do that thing where you grab my hips to pull me back against you as you fuck me, it feels so good.”

A broken whimper escapes him, and there’s a brief moment of just his ragged breathing before he speaks again.

“The way your thighs tighten against my waist drives me mad. I swear I can still feel you there when I close my eyes, see the way your tits bounce– fuck!”

She whines, circling her bud faster, the coil in her gut tightening. “Wanna slide my hands down to your arse, push you in as deep as you’ll go, watch how your eyes screw shut as you come inside me.”

He grunts. “Wish I could come inside of you so badly. I need to feel you clenching around me, hear the pretty sounds you make as I fill you up.”

Her hips jerk involuntarily against her hand, and she knows she’s close. It’s been a week since he’s touched her and his filthy words have sent her unravelling much faster than she anticipated.

“I’m close,” she pants.

“M–me too,” he huffs back. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard the moment we get back to college.”

“Oh god–” Her response is cut off by her pleasured cry, as she falls apart, her walls spasming around emptiness as her thighs tremble.

A grunt and heavy breathing on the other end of the line lets her know that Michael has reached his end too. There’s nothing but the sound of their shared gasps for air, as they both recover.

“Do you promise?” She finally asks. “To fuck me hard when we get back to college?”

“Tell you what, let’s go back a day early and we can spend an entire day doing just that.”

She giggles excitedly, rolling onto her side. “I’ll be counting the minutes until then.”

#michael gavey x you #ewan mitchell #michael gavey smut #michael gavey x y/n #michael gavey #michael gavey saltburn #michael gavey imagine #saltburn michael gavey #michael gavey x reader #michael gavey fan fiction #michael gavey fanfiction #michael gavey fanfic #michael gavey fan fic #saltburn #saltburn fanfiction #saltburn fan fiction #saltburn fan fic #saltburn fanfic

[sunaluv]

A cute prompt! The moment they realized they want to spend the rest of their lives with you 🥺🥺 (Also hi hello new follower here i love ur works!!!! Hope ur having an awesome day stay safe and stay hydrated 🫶🫶🫶)

i got you

feat: ran, eren, shigaraki(🥹), gojo

RAN

ill be honest, it was probably during an argument.

he was absolutely smitten with you. that was probably why you too rarely fought. also, the two of you were too unbothered to draw out fights long.

so when it hit the 2-day mark and he hadn't seen or heard from you since you stormed out of the house, he became worried.

he had a lot of enemies and you knew that too. his mind kept him up at night if he didn't spend it combing the streets of japan looking for you.

the rest of bonten saw it too. he became more snappy with his colleagues (they had to calm mikey down before they fought fr), he went crazy and fired his secretary for some reason, mans was spiralling out of control.

his brother hated seeing him like this, so he helped look for you, contacting all your friends and family on your whereabouts.

eventually they found you, hiding in your friends' house (she's a real one and told them she didn't know where you were when they asked).

ran was an emotional wreck. over a girlllll.

honestly, rindou was shaking his head, but he knew his brother was in deep.

you talked things out and smoothed it over, and although you were a little pissy with him, you allowed him to hold you in his embrace, whispering gently apologies in between kisses to your hairline.

when you finally fell asleep in his arms, ran didn't want to let you go or sleep. he felt like you might disappear if he takes his eyes off you for a second.

that when it hit him how deeply in love he was with you, and he (along with everyone in the bonten building) realised you really do keep him sane and he can't imagine a life without you.

he promised that, if you stuck around long enough, he'll make sure you stay with him forever <3

EREN

best friends to lovers trope woop woop

okay so he realised this way before you two got together.

so one day, there was a big falling out in your friend group which caused a massive divide.

you, mikasa, sasha, and the eldia boys (reiner, bert) were all on one side. and eren, armin, jean connie and such were on the other side. yall were a big friend group too so the news travelled fast that you divided.

you and eren weren't the causation, but people had to pick sides which meant you were split up.

the divide couldn't have come at a worse time too because you were in that stage where you knew you had feelings for each other and were flirting and dancing around the fact that you wanted to be together.

now you couldn't be seen together by your friends unless you wanted to cause more drama (giving romeo and juliet).

he still had a strong desire to see you, so he often snuck around with you in the evening/night time, and it honestly was kinda romantic, though you wished you could hang out in the day too.

he took you out on 'dates' (referred to as 'friendly outings' bc feelings are complicated) and he drew them out as long as possible because he hated it when it was time to say goodbye. every time you left, he would count down the hours before he could see you again.

absence really does make the heart grow fonder because he had to control himself from gravitating towards you during the day and it hurt the both of you.

it was one random night where he couldn't fall asleep. he was just staring at the ceiling, replaying your whole date in his head and he didn't realise he started smiling a little.

with his head buried in the pillow, he sighed wanting nothing more than to be with you forever.

SHIGARAKI

you were the first and probably the only girl to show interest in him and honestly, the minute you did, he thought yall were locked in for life.

he thought relationships were purely meant to be transactional, so when he finally understood that you just wanted to be there for him because you truly cared and loved for him? he thought he was sick by the way his heart squeezed.

it took him a while to adjust, and you gave him all the time and space he needed because the last thing you wanted was for him to be overwhelmed.

he slowly became more comfortable with you helping him with things, once he learnt he didn't have to do everything solo whilst he was around.

he was changing for the better (not too much tho), he notices how much healthier he looked now that he was getting three proper meals a day, his skin felt hydrated and the desire to itch his skin off drastically lessened.

he felt like it was too good to be true and became paranoid that something bad was gonna happen like the heroes taking you away, or AFO manipulating you, like he did to him.

kurogiri felt proud of his young master for recalling the 'gentlemanly advice' he gave him as he watched the two of you converse on the loveseat in the quiet bar.

his league was empty, the bar was old and not bringing in enough money and he had a whole lot on his plate which was enough to make him hate everything.

but with you around, he could learn to hate things a little less <3

GOJO

manga spoilers

mans busted out the box and was craving your touch instantly!

the last conversation you had before he got sealed was him telling you he'll be back later, pecking your pout away before leaving.

little did you know you wouldn't see gojo for another 19 days.

he didn't have a lot of time before he had to go and fight sukuna, so he wanted to talk to you while his time was still guaranteed.

the reunition was hella emotional, he squeezed you so tight and let your tears soak his shirt.

he pulled your face back to meet his gaze, and you were surprised to see tears welling up in his eyes, but that was the least of your problems. you noticed him trying to get his words out and you were patient as he seemed to be finding the right words to say.

after lots of out of character stuttering, he blurted out "marry me."

you were shocked and he was scared he crossed the line when you went silent for a minute, but you very emotionally said yes on your apartment floor in your baggy sweats and t-shirt belonging to your now-fiancee.

although it was just under 3 weeks he was gone, it felt like an eternity without you, so he vowed that when he got out of the box, he was going to make sure you know he will always come back for you.

#eren x reader #eren yeager x reader #aot x reader #snk x reader #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #jjk x reader #satoru gojo x reader #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki tomura x reader #mha x reader #bnha x reader #ran x reader #ran haitani x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo rev x reader

[cremedensada]

I’m gonna need general hcs on interactions with the boy next door… like what if we just moved to town and we first meet him as we’re moving in… Also can they be in like highschool? I don’t know if that’s already the gist but yeah. She’s moving in with her mom and he’s there…

Yandere Boy Next Door

sorry anon i think i went way to far away from what you wanted shdhdh also theyre senior high school students (grade 11 - 12) which is like, two preparatory years for college. so theyre adults bc im much more comfortable with that :33

btw his name is lukas !! he's named now

male yandere + gender neutral darling/reader

lukas is easily approachable - he's got that warmth about him that just draws people in. it's all practiced to maintain his popularity though.

he's also a huge people-pleaser, despite the fact he easily gets burnt out and has his social battery drained.

so when his mom asked him to be a dear and help the new neighbor's kid on their way around the school + neighborhood, he just couldn't say no

sure he's tired, possibly close to having another breakdown just thinking about being pestered by fellow students for answers to homeworks and other menial stuff, but he still manages to say yes and give her another perfectly practiced smile

when he goes over to the house next to theirs - the ones you moved in to, you had no lasting impression on him

now, don't be mistaken, he does think you're good looking but at the end of the day he'd much rather curl up in bed and sleep

so he puts up that perfectly crafted persona and invites you to head to school with him. a new environment is much easier to deal with when you're not dealing with it by yourself! (or something like that)

he tries not to be overbearing, trying to get you to open up while also making sure he's respecting your boundaries and comfort as you made your way inside the school gates

you don't share the same classes, so he asks you for your time table so he knows your schedule

he hopes he's not being creepy or anything, he's just making sure your first day transferring here goes well

sure he's known for being a caring person in general but he does feel like it's his responsibility to make sure you're doing well you know? you're neighbors now, you guys should get along!

it's smooth sailing until it's time you guys finally went home

like that morning, he waits for you and invites you to walk home with him to familiarize with the shortcuts and local lounging spots for students

all the while he tries to get you to talk about your experience today

it must be due to the amount of stress piled up on his plate that lead him to feel... nervous.

his perfect persona cracking as his calm demeanour and collected way of talking slowly devolved into nervous tangents talking about anything at all

were you displeased? his perfection was practiced and polished since he was a kid, was it still not enough for you?

he could handle disappointing people a lot better now but paired with his currently leaning towards unstable, your displeasure is something that's slowly tearing him from the inside

he's jolted out of his thoughts when you suddenly speak up.

"thanks for showing me around. i thought i was going to struggle getting used to things all by myself."

you smiled up at him. "so... yeah. you're... okay."

his heart thumped.

everywhere all around him feels a ton of degrees warmer.

"...okay." lukas was tongue tied.

on the remainder of the journey back home, he walked you to your house, ensuring you got inside safely before making a beeline towards their house and into his room.

normally at this hour he'd be passed out in bed, tired after a whole day of pretending and smiling. today was perhaps the first time he didn't go to bed with his cheeks hurting and aching from smiling so much.

laying in bed, making an excuse as to why he's not going to be joining for dinner, just thinking about you and your words.

lukas grew up living to the standards of being perfect. a perfect son. a perfect student. a perfect friend.

anything less is... unacceptable to say the least. when you do or think of something so often in your day to day life, it becomes a habit. and lukas' habit is perfection.

but you thought he was okay.

okay.

suddenly 'okay' sounds much better than being perfect.

suddenly your opinion towards him becomes much more important than anyone else's.

lukas is a people pleaser, and onwards from that moment, the only 'people' he will ever want to please is you.

i hope this is sufficient? i'm actually v sleepy rn lol but thank you for the idea!

#sub yandere #sub character #yandere oc #yandere x darling #yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere headcanons #yandere #yandere scenarios #tw yandere #gender neutral reader #gn reader #yandere boy next door #oc: lukas

[luveline]

smutty sunday???? uh, count me the heck in! can we get a cock-warming fic with either steve or eddie? also hope you have a lovely day!!

SMUT 18+ ONLY MDNI I missed you cock warming with Eddie <3 (cw: p in v, cockwarming, praise) | fem!reader | 1k words

"So I just… don't move?" you ask, a murmur. 

Eddie noses at the side of your neck. You turn, wanting to see his face, and find his eyes creased with tiredness as you know your own are, the two of you exhausted from a long week apart. "You can shift a little if you want, but not much more than that." 

You raise your hand to brush a bundle of brown curls behind his ear. His big eyes widen, and then his flush of dark lashes kiss as he squints happily.

He moves underneath you, the bulge of his cock a heat where it's pressed to your aching cunt. Neediness roils in you, a desperate pull to be close to him. 

You missed him so much you'll do whatever it is he wants you to do. "It sounds fun," you say honestly. 

His hands move to his hips and he pulls down his jeans enough to work his cock. You hold your weight up until he's ready, heartbeat in your cunt as he tugs your panties to the side and lines up. "Come on, sweetheart, let me fill you up. There you go, you just-" he hisses. 

Your walls cling to him as you go down. You're wet with wanting from a slow hour in his lap but not entirely prepared, the stretch an amorous aching. Goosebumps erupt as you sink into him, as you let your thighs fall heavily on either side of his, spread over his cock. 

"Oh, fuck," you whimper. 

Eddie pushes his hands under the hem of your t-shirt, big palms hot and fingers spreading wide as he pulls your back flat to his chest. He kneads the bump of your tummy and sighs happily in your ear. 

"I missed you," he says quietly. "Missed you." 

"I missed you too." You don't sound half as calm as he does, breath shuddering as you get used to his size. 

He rubs your clit indelicately, sloppy, broad strokes as he kisses your neck, whispering, "Missed your skin. Missed your smell… I missed having you in my lap." 

"Yeah?" you ask, melting in his arms. 

He hooks his chin over your shoulder. "So much. I hate when I can't just reach out and touch you." 

"I know what you mean."

He kisses your cheek, a playful thing, before pulling his cock out carefully. You whine, spurring a wave of Eddie's placating shushes. He spits into his hand, pushing two careful fingers inside you and stretching, feeling along your gummy heat until he's satisfied. 

He settles you back on his cock. It's just as good the first time – that stretch, the prodding of his tip into your sweet spot. For a second you forget you're not supposed to move too much and bring yourself up. 

"Stay still, sweetheart." 

You fall back into his lap and feel your chest rise into Eddie's waiting hand under your shirt. He cups your breast and squeezes, teasing your nipple until it's peaked and aching. He has attentive fingertips. Precise, they know their way around your body like they do his precious guitar, and he plays you the same. 

Soon, your head is fuzzy with fatigue and pleasure, your entire figure languid where he's laid you out. His every moment is leisurely, and his unhurried pace only serves to tease you more. 

"Can feel…" he starts, his words low and drawn out, "how wet you are, babe. Feel you dripping all over me. Can you feel that?" 

You nod uselessly, turning your cheek into his chest. "Yeah  I can feel it." The space where you're connected is sticky with excitement. 

He moves inside you. Not a lot, but enough to know he's doing it on purpose, and the sound further evidences his point. "Feel it," he draws a line down the length of your arm, touching so lightly that it tickles, "running down n' making a mess on me. You're always messy, huh? Pretty girl, lucky I like you so much, or I'd have you clean it all up." 

You shiver. 

He flattens his palm and rubs away your gooseflesh, humming under his breath. "Yeah, you'd like that, wouldn't you? My baby just loves," he rolls his hips, "kissing on my cock. Fuck, you don't know how much I've been thinking about your kisses." 

He pushes his fingertips through your mess of wetness, fingers brushing over slick curls until he's found your clit. He barely touches it, only rubs it once – though, you'd say, very lovingly – before wrapping both arms around your stomach like he had before. 

"Just lying up wondering when I'd get another one." 

You lift your head and twist in his hold, gaze imploring. He chuckles and kisses your pouting mouth obligingly: slow, soft kisses that build. He ebbs and you flow, trying to pour every ounce of affection, every I miss you past his parted lips. 

He starts to move his hips searchingly, in time with your sluggish kiss, the press of his tongue to yours and his cock deep in your cunt a melting bliss. 

Eddie breaks away and presses his nose to the side of yours, your breathing tandem. Rushed and shallow breaths.

You try, but you just can't seem to stay still any longer. You turn in his arms and he helps you rearrange your limbs until you're chest to chest, falling back onto his weeping cock with a quiet moan.  

He looks blown away, close to breathlessness, shaking his head to encourage dark tangles away from his face.

"I'm gonna kiss you sick, Eds," you promise fondly, arms weaving around his neck.

"I'm counting on it." He rubs the highest point of your cheek with his thumb. "That's starting now, right?" 

"Starting now," you agree, wading in. 

#eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson smut #stranger things fic #stranger things x reader #x reader

[hiorisgf]

##DORKIFYING THESE BASTARDS BECAUSE I CAN :3

↪Alt. Title: Relationship Hcs

↪Ft. Noel Noa, Itoshi Rin, Itoshi Sae

↪What's on your mind?: Ignore the bad cat drawing. I'm not an artist. Dont come after me saying theyre ooc unless you want to see this humble writer cry.

Noel Noa

I'am a strong believer of the Noel Noa is secretly a dork belief.

He would definetely spend an hour trying to think of a reply to your texts without sounding too cold or too giddy. Nobody come after me bc I know I'm right😃

Whenever he wants attention he just stands and stares at you like 🗿🗿 and expect you to notice his motive and give him affection right then and there.

Is a great cuddle buddy to have. He's like a human sized teddy bear. Also human heater with his natural body warmth—Which is especially perfect for cold days.

The type to feel giddy whenever you give him a kiss and tell him good luck or have fun. His expression doesn't change but it's obvious he's in a good mood with the flowers that would float around by his side the whole day.

Doesn't know what to give you most of the time so just expect some luxury items chilling at your doorstep sent by yours truly <3

But don't worry about not having enough money to pay him back. Just give him some rose you bought on the way and he's more than happy.

What? I'm wrong you say? Well too bad I'm not taking opinions.

Itoshi Rin

Pathetic man says he doesn't need your affections but sulks and becomes passive aggressive when you don't give him any. Like, the nerve?!!?

Becomes putty in your hands as you hold him close, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him closer to you.

Denies it but def loves being the small spoon. Something about the way you gently yet firmly hold him in your arms, as though you're shielding him from all the bad things makes him almost want to cry.

Although he isn't too big on pda, he does make sure he touches in some way somehow. Maybe your elbows touches as you walk together, maybe your pinkies as you rest your hands on the table, maybe his knees touches yours when you sit together. Doesn't matter how little, he just needs a way to touch you.

Sometimes calls you randomly in the middle of the night. He just needs to know that you're still with him, he's not sure if he can sleep in peace if he doesn't.

Tries to tell you 'I love you" but fails miserably and ends up telling you it's nothing instead.

Itoshi Sae

It goes without saying that this bastard is rich. Crazy rich. But the problem is he doesn't know where to spend it on. So, he goes with the safest option. Spend it on you.

The moment he catches you laying your eyes on a specific item, expect it on your drawer, receipt and all.

The type who gets so used to you saying you love him before he goes that when he notices you don't say it, he pauses in his steps and turns to look at you like. ??? Uhh hello? Where's the 'I love you, work hard but don't overwork yourself alright?'?? Why you just sending him off with a wave goodbye??

If you insist on not saying you love him then he'll walk off with a little stomp in his steps. The audacity! But this dumbass refuses to tell you what's the problem because it's so cringe, ew.

When he comes back home he's salty and is straight up ignoring you. How dare you not 'i love you goodbye' him?! Will keep up with this pettiness until you finally say the three words he's longed to hear eversince this morning.

After that, he's back to being unprovokingly rude(lovingly) and hugging you goodbye. Don't you ever do that again you loveable nincompoop, you can't just take away a essential part of his day like that.

Especially when he has a match against another team coming up. He won't be able to focus otherwise! He's so used to your words of love that the moment you stop saying them he gets incredibly worried (not like he'd ever tell you this) and it clouds his mind until the problem clears up eventually.

Gets so used to your affections and even sometimes ask you for it—non-verbally ofcourse. This bastard can't ask for affection properly for the life of him. Hates to admit it but he's grown to love the little affections you give him so don't you dare to ever pull that stunt again you got that?

#blue lock x reader #blue lock x you #blue lock x y/n #itoshi x reader #itoshi sae x reader #sae itoshi x reader #bllk x reader #rin itoshi x reader #itoshi rin x reader #noel noa x reader #noa noel x reader #@@.xylvie's works

[captain-mj]

The Journal

I don't know. Cw: Ghost's backstory

Soap found the unassuming book on his desk. The edges of the paper had turned slightly yellow and they were clearly flipped through quite often. He frowned at it, wondering who went into his room and set this there. It felt... almost threatening.

Soap gently opened the book to look at the first page.

I'm writing this journal as a "therapy" exercise. Frankly I think it's fucking bollocks. I'm fine. I dream about nothing.

Well. That wasn't very helpful. The handwriting was odd. Almost scrawling, like the person who was writing had shaky hands but also couldn't be bothered to hold the pen properly.

Soap frowned. This seemed a rather personal thing to give to a person. But it was in his room.

Just one more page.

Apparently I'm supposed to introduce myself. Fine. My name is Simon Riley. I belong to the SAS. I was a POW for a couple of months. I keep hearing numbers but none of them feel right. I think parts of me are still down there.

I hurt. Everywhere. Especially when people touch me. I can't sleep. Can barely eat. My mum is worried. So does Tommy. I want to tell them to fuck off. I have. But they keep worrying. I wonder if this is how Beth felt.

On the page was a polaroid. A baby faced Simon with nasty scars on his face, still fresh and angry. He looked half dead. Dark circles under his eyes and an expression nothing like his usual. Someone had their hand on his shoulder, but he could only see their arm.

Soap sucked in a breath. There was no way Ghost gave this to him. No fucking way.

He got up and grabbed the book, going straight for Ghost's quarters, planning on returning it immediately and pretending he had found it and couldn't find Price to turn it in.

Ghost's quarters were empty. His knives were missing, but his clothes were still there, meaning he was on a mission.

Fuck.

Soap paused and tapped his foot. He wasn't sure if Price was around. How did someone get this? If he left it in his room, he was worried someone would find it. He'd have to keep it. Just to be sure.

Soap set it back on his desk. When he saw Price, he'd talk to him.

After a minute of staring at it, Soap shoved the book into a drawer and closed it tight. He left to talk to Gaz to distract himself for a few hours.

Gaz was nice enough to tell him that Ghost and Price were on a mission together and that they wouldn't be back for a few days.

No big deal.

A few days with a book that potentially had a lot of answers to some questions he had about Ghost.

Soap didn't make it the night before he was reading more pages. He never claimed to have great self control.

Good morning. I feel like a teen, writing in a diary. I've been put on new medication today. Supposed to help. It makes me dizzy for some reason.

My mum keeps making me tea. She wants to make sure I'm real. I see her hands hovering around me. If I wasn't such a shit son, I'd tell her she can hug me. The thought makes my skin crawl. I see her dead body in my dreams. I see the skull they said was hers. I want to tell her I'm okay, but I don't want to lie.

Soap felt sick. There was a drawing. It was crude, clearly done out of boredom and with no real care behind it. Soap was pretty sure it was a skull that was dripping something. Maybe blood. The ink was all black so there was no way to tell. "Mum" was written several times around it.

I dreamed about her again.

That caught Soap's attention. Her? Was Ghost into women? That seemed unlikely.

She used to speak so soothingly in spanish to me. I wonder if she was like me. Did Roba rape her too?

Soap shut the book and shoved it under his pillow. Enough of that. Nope. He didn't want to think of those words and what they meant.

Fucking too.

No.

No...

No!

The idea of something like that happening to his Lieutenant was... It just... didn't happen.

Soap pulled the book out and kept reading. Just... to prove it wasn't real.

I don't know. It's not a nice thought. Maybe I want someone else to hurt too. I tried to jack off the other day and ended up scrubbing myself raw afterward from how it made me feel. How pathetic right?

Not sure what this is doing. What benefit this has. I'm writing my thoughts. Trying to feel better. Tommy joked about me buying a hooker. I had a panic attack. it was like i was back in high school again. fucking baby.

There was a picture of someone, presumably Tommy, and Simon hanging out. They were both smoking and Tommy was making a sign with his hands. He had a giant grin on his face. Simon had a carved out Glasgow smile that looked like it hurt. Raw. it looked to be after the earlier polaroid. The dark circles hadn't gotten better, but there was more color and flesh in his face.

My mum wants me to talk to my dad. I don't know why. I don't know want to see him. Can't let him see me right now. Maybe when I'm recovered. Last time I saw him, I beat his ass. Doubt he's going to forgive me.

Bastard is pure evil. He gets off on hurting people. Got off on hurting me. I think he's trying to use the cancer as an excuse to get close to my mum again. I'll beat his ass again. I'm putting on more weight. I'll fucking do it.

There was a little stick man drawing labeled 'Simon' and 'Bitch' with Simon beating him to death. Soap thought the blood was rather well drawn, even if the stick figures wasn't.

As the week went on, he kept reading a few pages at a time. He learned... things.

Ghost liked Vanilla tea.

Ghost had been assaulted by more than one person.

Ghost's father had beaten him. A lot.

Ghost was scared of snakes.

Ghost loved his Mum.

Ghost hated most mystery movies.

Tommy was Ghost's brother and was the second most important in his life.

And that they were all dead. All of them.

He wrote an explanation of everything there. In a clinical, harsh detail.

I wish I had died down there in Mexico. I wish I had laid down in that grave and died. It's my fault. It's my fault. It's my fault.

It kept repeating and then he had just started over and wrote over the first layer.

Soap was crying. He couldn't help it. Tommy was so... young. Not to mention the descriptions Ghost gave of his family in general. The pages after that were mostly drawings or scribbles, all made with heavy hands.

Simon knocked. He could tell by the sound he made when he knocked. "Johnny?"

"When did you get back?"

"...Just now. Can I come in?"

"Yeah." Soap wiped his face so he'd look... normal. "Yeah come in."

Ghost stepped inside and saw the book. "Enjoy it?"

"What?"

"I left it for you."

"Why?"

Ghost hummed. "Thought it would be the easiest way to let you in."

Soap swallowed. "You don't do anything half assed do you?"

Ghost's eyes stared at him. Answer enough right there.

#call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #simon ghost riley #johnny soap mactavish #call of duty modern warfare ii #cod mw2 #ghostsoap #cod #soapghost #ghoap

[lumikore]

My Medic loadout I still don't know if he's an oc or not I guess he could be categorised as self insert oc but he's not really he's just my loadout guy but I do imagine him in my head in little scenarios mostly like stuff that would happen to me ingame and he acts like how I would but he's a little more mean and depressed like another day another dollar kinda vibe yknow so he's not me but he kind of is like he's my loadout yknow that's what other people see when they see me playing medic but also I don't 'kin' medic or anything like that if anything I think I'm most like engineer if I had to pick one Idk maybe he's a tf2-sona if that's a thing he's not exactly like me but he kind of represents me I mean he's my pfp as well on here and on Steam and on yt maybe he's like a mascot for my brand like Ronald McDonald or Chuck E Cheese but for Lumikore Tf2 Drawings And Etc Incorporated you feel me but like I also have hcs for him I guess they're canon if he's my character but anyway I think he plays the harp which well I mean I play the harp so I guess I'm projecting onto him a little bit there but it's ok like I project onto every single character I make ever it doesn't mean it's me it just means it is influenced by me which of course it's going to be if I made it and guys sorry for not using commas or full stops I can't help it this is what my thoughts sound like to me and it feels really weird and unnatural when I have to add pauses instead of just connecting all my thoughts in one sentence like how they come to me in my brain I didn't sleep very well last night btw so I'm kinda going a little crazy I slept 4 hours and then got up at midnight to eat strawberries and cherries and prosciutto and brie as stated in my other post and then tried to go back to sleep but it didn't work so I just layed awake for a bit now it's about 11:30 and I'm quite tired now thinking about it but I mustn't have a nap or my sleep cycle will get even worse and it also just occurred to me no one wants to read this and I think I got a little off topic as well but if I write a big enough wall of text peole will have no choice but to see it and think wow what is this guy on about that he needs to write so much under a little drawing post guys write Krampus in the comments if you read this far I'm also kind of sad rn about Krampus because after the event is over I'll have to wait another year before I can see my lovely wife Krampus again and she's gonna be so lonely without me like what does she do all year stay at home all alone it's sad really who's going to give her love and attention while I'm off fighting in the war (2fort) and genuinely aside from Krampus I really like the Smissmas maps especially Carrier and Galleria I don't really like Haarp it's very confusing and stressful but still I hope some of them stay throughout the year because I just know if they only come back in December then they will get hardly any players ever again cause people want to play the new maps every year and I think I should stop writing so I can go play tf2 now so I can play the event maps before they're gone so bye.

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #tf2 medic #medic tf2 #tf2 fanart #tf2 medic oc #tf2 oc #stream of consciousness

[maxwellatoms]

Do you think the new division of Cartoon Network Studios will end up exploiting and abusing AI to make new cartoons of their old properties?

I wouldn't put it past any studio to do this.

We're at the end of The Animation Industry As We Know It, so studios are going to do anything and everything they can to stay alive.

The way I see it is:

AI "art" isn't actually art. Art is created by humans to express ideas and emotions. Writing prompts allows a computer to interpret human ideas and emotions by taking other examples of those things and recombining them.

Just because something isn't art doesn't mean that humans can't understand it or find it beautiful. We passed a really fun prompt generation milestone about a year ago where everything looked like it was made by a Dadaist or someone on heavy psychedelics. Now we're at the Uncanny Valley stage. Soon, you won't be able to tell the difference.

It's not just drawings and paintings that are effected, but writing and film. It's every part of the entertainment industry. And the genie is out of the bottle. I've seen people saying that prompt-based image generators have "democratized" art. And I see where they're coming from. In ten years, I can easily see a future where anyone can sit down at their desk, have a short conversation with their computer, and have a ready-to-watch, custom movie with flawless special effects, passable story, and a solid three act structure. You want to replace Harrison Ford in Star Wars with your little brother and have Chewbacca make only fart sounds, and then they fly to Narnia and fistfight Batman? Done.

But, sadly, long before we reach that ten year mark, the bots will get hold of this stuff and absolutely lay waste to existing art industries. Sure, as a prompter I guess you can be proud of the hours or days you put into crafting your prompts, but you know what's better than a human at crafting prompts? Bots. Imagine bots cranking out hundreds of thousands of full-length feature films per minute. The noise level will squash almost any organic artist or AI prompter out of existence.

AI images trivialize real art. The whole point of a studio is to provide the money, labor, and space to create these big, complicated art projects. But if there are no big, complicated art projects, no creatives leading the charge, and no employees to pay... what the fuck do we need studios for? We won't, but their sheer wealth and power will leave them forcing themselves on us for the rest of our lives.

The near future will see studios clamp down on the tech in order to keep it in their own hands. Disney does tons of proprietary tech stuff, so I'm sure they're ahead of the game. Other studios will continue to seek mergers until they can merge with a content distribution platform. I've heard rumors of Comcast wanting to buy out either WB or Nick. That's the sort of thing I'm talking about. The only winners of this game will be the two or three super-huge distribution platforms who can filter out enough of the spam (which they themselves are likely perpetuating) to provide a reasonable entertainment experience.

400,000 channels and nothing's on.

I do think that money will eventually make the "you can't copyright AI stuff" thing go away. There's also the attrition of "Oh, whoops! We accidentally put an AI actor in there and no one noticed for five years, so now it's cool."

One way or another, it's gonna be a wild ride. As the canary in the coal mine, I hope we can all get some UBI before I'm forced to move into the sewers and go full C.H.U.D.

#maxwell atoms #ai generated #prompters #c.h.u.d.