#let's hope this forces me to finish it

[todayisafridaynight]

Share Mine notes please I beg (and on the arakawa fam if you have the timefkfd)

forgive me if these are messy as all fuck i'm not good at making notes BUT here's everything i generally keep in mind when drawing mine and hijikata + the reference sheets i look at when drawing them :)

arakawa family notes + references below:

(more notes about aoki + sawashiro's faces ft. ikumi here)

#snap chats #edit: THANK YOU TEN FOR FINDING MY ASK FOR ME LITERAL LIFE SAVER !!!!!! #you POSITIVELY HAVE TO click these open to see anything #it probably wouldve been worth something if i actually /drew/ them on these sheets too to demonstrate the notes but.. #please let it slide we've seen me draw them all plenty of times.. except mitsu sorry king you'll get your time i promise #i tried to just keep this General to the face but like. at some point i said 'ok maybe its important to mention how i do hair' #i have plans to play all 326 shadow the hedgehog endings and when i saw i got this ask i JUST finished one #so this was def a great break from that for a while LMAO #anyway.. i hope these are helpful in some way #they were fun to make regardless :) #i love how i made notes for ichi even tho. i dont draw ichi the same LMAO BUT IT IS STUFF I THINK ABOUT SO #WORTH WRITING #if you have any questions or want me to explain anything more i'd be happy to do so ! #i always feel like im missing points whenever im explaining stuff so im forcing myself to just post these before i go insane #i have about 316 more endings to get through after all....

[skitskatdacat63]

And now a matching Fernando :D

#he IS the moment #oops yeah sorry au art on the race wknd apologies #i dont know whats gotten into me #i just sit and draw something from start to finish for 3 hrs straight #ON SCHOOL NIGHTS #im serious when i say this au has infected me 😭😭😭 #if no one is feeding me i gotta feed myself!!!!!!! #also posting this as manifestion for luck for fernando this wknd!!! #scheduling it for btwn fp1 and fp2 so lets hope both go well haha #every time i draw fernando the most important part is his lower lashes omg #i gotta give him little itty bitty lashes hehehe. i draw him like i draw my own self portraits 😭😭 #uhhhhh the shirt isnt really supo #the little tongue is both to match seb and to reference this random pic of him from zandvoort 23(i think) #very important to me that he is the most ostentatious man ever #i meant to draw his coat with the embroidery but aghhhhh im such a sucker for those puffy ruffley sleeves #hope uou guys dont mind all the au stuff(i know you dont but my anxiety forces me to still say so AGGHHHHHHH) #but as ive said ive not been this creatively driven in a while so lots of fun :D #f1 #formula 1 #fernando alonso #f1 fanart #formula 1 fanart #catie.art. #f1 art #formula 1 art #boy king au

[abyssalhuntersnerd]

Something might be coming your way soon. And it's not her.

#normal posts #it is #a finished fic #yes #you read that right #I actually finished it and my arm is #not hurting #needless to say I cried because holy shit I was able to write #and I didn't force myself to go ham I just let it be simple and #I feel so good I really do it really is crazy how nice it is not to push myself #now I need to send this to my beta reader hehe #also I'm trying to think of a better title but I'm not sure of what words would go well with corset? I think I might be leave like that #but um yeah to anyone who follows me for fics I hope this made you a little happy ;; it's just a silly baby but #:')

[mumblesplash]

ok mostly just getting this out of my head i think the reason i like stampede vashwood as much as i do despite not being much of a shipper in general is it resembles a dynamic i theoretically love but have never actually seen—where one character (A) is pining over a character (B) they know feels the same way about them.

because see for A these feelings are uncharted territory, a type of connection they’ve never formed before and maybe fear they never will again. even getting to the point where they admit their feelings to themself is like pulling teeth, but it’s something special to them.

meanwhile, character B has no reservations about their own feelings at all. they could give the most heartfelt declaration of love and mean every word of it as easy as breathing. they’ve loved A from the start and always will.

but in a sense, A’s feelings are unrequited anyway—the affection the two have for each other is equal, but it’s because B cares that much about everyone. it doesn’t matter if their feelings for A are romantic, deep down they probably don’t even know how to tell the difference between that and being whatever anyone wants them to be. and A knows this, so A can’t tell them what they want

ideally, this seemingly infinite capacity for compassion and love is part of what drew A to B in the first place (it at least can’t be something A resents or sees as unfair to them personally, that would miss the whole point). also ideally character B represents some sort of hope for a future A thought was impossible, escape from a dark past or a chance to become something better than they feel they are, but it’s a chance they can’t take without losing them

also also, this dynamic is angst-only. if they’re healthy enough to talk through their feelings and actually end up together they’re disqualified. it takes two specific types of disaster character for this to work properly, and any way it plays out will end up with everything falling apart horribly.

and like if i’m being honest here it’s barely even romantic. they probably never even get around to kissing and if they do they’re both convinced the other one doesn’t really mean it

#this is probably one of those ‘oh he’s been overtaken by the madness again’ types of posts isn’t it #oh well #re: the hope of escaping a dark past wolfwood is a good example of what i mean here because his whole ‘forcing himself to play the devil’ #thing is both the thing he feels he can’t escape and the thing that makes him ‘useful’ to vash #his willingness to pull the trigger when vash won’t is what makes him more than just another person vash loves #do u see what i mean. it’s about the tension of not being able to let love change you because the moment you do you’ll lose it #and like. this isn’t exactly what vashwood have going on per se #at least i don’t think? i never read the manga or even finished the original anime #but like you can see how the resemblance to this would get me Thinkin yk #mumbling

[13eyond13]

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#here's some of the classics on that list i have beef with btw: #i have tried to read A Confederacy of Dunces several times and it's funny but it's also so cringe and Ignatius is so obnoxious #that i find it too difficult to finish like i just feel depressed and bad for everybody around him too much #i tried reading Infinite Jest like a decade ago and i got like 200 pages in and i remember thinking it felt like #such a slog the entire time because he's just so gd wordy and also i stopped liking DFW after i heard the abuse allegations against him #frankenstein i didnt read that long ago but i just remember finding it so boring for some reason?? i feel i might need to read it again #dracula ngl i feel like im cheating a bit saying ive completely read it because i loved the beginning and then HATED so much of the rest #the characters were just so boring and melodramatic hahaha i just liked the part where jonathan was doing a travel diary #and trapped in the castle tbh and after that i skimmed quite a bit #i almost flipped my shit when i saw ender's game on there because I ALWAYS mix it up with ready player one by ernest cline #which i bought the audiobook of a while back and hated every minute of it i dont think its good at all #but it wasnt that so phew my faith in this list is somewhat restored #i read most of the first game of thrones book and was disappointed tbh maybe because id seen the show already #so i was like 'this feels almost exactly the same except worse?' because i'd been expecting it to give me more depth and insight #into the characters but instead it felt exactly the same and i still didnt love any of the characters enough to feel attached to them #also i am fully aware me not personally liking or vibing with a book doesnt mean it doesnt deserve to be considered great btw #but i think if youre gonna be like me and force yourself to go through a bunch of lists like this very seriously then you also need to just #let yourself be like 'yeah not for me' without feeling too bad about it sometimes too #often times i dont particularly love the classics or 'important books' but at the same time #i still feel like im getting more out of reading them than just grabbing the newest hyped up books that also dont do anything for me #maybe not in a 'wow i loved reading this' way but in like a #'i now have first-hand knowledge of this thing that is so influential / so frequently referenced' #or 'this challenged me and i feel like i did a mental/emotional workout or gave me some new food for thought' #or 'made me more aware of what gaps in my knowledge and reading skills and what my tastes are too' #sort of way... #it really just depends on what you're reading for and why and what you're hoping to get out of it a lot of the time maybe #it's like the homework i give myself to go through these lists that i also intersperse with the stuff i read more just for fun #p

[codecicle]

[announcer voice) a certified cutie pattootie vs my drawing skills (nonexistent) at 1:24 am FIGHT!!

#i make yet anothet post just for me 👍 #charlie slimecicles smile is the most amazing and sweet thing on this entire fucking planet AND YET. I CANNOT DRAW IT FOR THE LIFE OF ME #IM GOING TO DRAW HIM IM GOING TO WIN IM REASSURING MYSELF BECAUSE IM FORCING MYSELF TO DO IT #artblock sucks ass i want it gone #and ya know what? im forcing it gone #LETS GO LETS GO LETS GO <- ate ice cream and beef lo mein today. nothing else #im running on prayers hopes and dreams #OH SPEAKING OF WHICH!! whenever i finish the drawing ill also show the notebook i customized >:D #genuinely dont know why i felt like making the notebook a sketchbook btw i stole it from my dads desk and a ton of pens and markers from #our storage room. then in a 4 am haze i drew some things on the front

[gatun-gatunesco]

Fleabag

"it will pass... i love you, too... ok"

#personal post #then again i forced myself through finishing Fleabag season 2. Less painful than the first one with my sex repulsion. #yet. more hurting in the deep and bigger skeme of things. mostly about love and how hard it is #she of course is a constant reminding of them. about they struggles. they problems. they caos and drama they life is #i resonate. of course. with the Priest (with a mix up of Harry still) and it hurts #same as the first one; the last episode is packed with a explosion of events that could be seen little in comparison of the first season #but the pain is more deep. less inmediate. as we practically knew. since the start. that was going to end bad for her but not like that #similar to them and me. we reach the same conclusion. basically #i still have things to say. and in order to not let it root and melt my insides i am speaking them up #some of them here. some of them in a personal way. #i want this pain. this confusion. this feelings that i can not control. this desperation. this burning heart. this remindful mind #this HHHHHHHHHHH... this love to pass #and with that. one day. we might be friends. we might be in each other life without hurting the other. we might be able to talk and have fu #we might be happy to see the other happy once again. even if not together anymore. and that will be alright #i have hope. we are weird afterall. for once i do not want to be right and that we can. in fact be friends even after all our history #but if this is the total end. the need for us to cut all connection. that would be fine too. probably for the best of us #i just. want to have hope for a better future for now. let me have that at least #vent post #tw vent

[calamitydaze]

calam do you have something nice to say. just like in general. words of wisdom even. whatever sounds good yknow? today sure has been a day and i am not cut out for it👍

i can definitely try! the two things i always lean on that might qualify as words of wisdom are “almost everything almost always works out” and “everything will be okay in the end and if it’s not okay it’s not the end” :^) and i really do think both of those are true! life is cyclical— there are ups and downs, good days and bad days, friendships come and go, but that means there’s always something good around the corner and even the worst times pass. if you weren’t cut out for it you wouldn’t be here <3

#sorry if this sounds like.. saccharine or forced it’s not meant to be ^__^’’ #i finished my p.ride and prejudice rewatch and then immediately watched l.ilo and stitch so i’m admittedly in an optimistic mood #which is another piece of advice i guess— watching stuff that makes me feel optimistic is great for bad days! #if it’s been a day solely/mostly because of online stuff then try not to let it get to you too much #it’s cliche but disengaging and touching grass does wonders #and if it’s been a day because of irl stuff— 🫂 i hope that gets better for you #bella answers #flowerxar

[dragqueenpentheus]

hhhhhhuhgghhhk

#lays down #very frustrated. ive ben managing to go to the library every day. but my heart is fuckin #hurting today and i didn't go and i didn't get dressed and #YES it is all hobs fault as a character and a concept #i keep like. crying over his stupid ass fuck he still doesn't know hes. loved and. #sometimes you project too hard and it snaps you in half oops #i finished first draft yesterday and was really excited to edit but. im just feeling so sad today i don't think i can swing it and #really worried this is gunna snap me out of my halfway productive rhythm #ive been feeling like. im actually not pathetic. for the first time in months. and like. halfway able to do things and. #yeah fuck i hope i can get back in the swing if i let myself have today #maybe if i force a load of laundry through that will help #sometimes i thibk media has too much emotional impact on me lmfao #sorry hob truly hits me where i live shrug emoji #irl #personal

[ghostsinthecellar]

mom pinned all of her hope on my least reliable cousin selling some of whatever crypto he has and loaning us money but of course now Something Has Come Up and she's emotionally crashing and I've been in the pit for so long I can't can't do anything to cheer her up or even just make our day to day lives better and things are just. not going well, my dudes

#charlie babbles #i have absolutely no idea what we're going to do #i was hoping a couple months of saving up would at least let us get what we think is a crushed pipe fixed #so we could. you know. actually let any water from anything go down the pipes and not flood the basement #but we're two months in and haven't been able to put anything away because bills and expenses sneak up #and even if we make it until winter without being able to flush the fucking toilet and do get enough to fix THAT problem #we won't be able to afford heating oil or the pellet stove we were hoping to save up for to replace that system #if I could SHOWER i could apply at the convenience store at the end of the block but #current system of bucket bathing isn't gonna cut it for me to be at a register/around peiple for hours #and i absolutely cannot force my brain to focus enough to even finish the fucking application for a captioning online thing #which would at least take away one bill so we could maybe have something left at the end of a month #I'm fucking drowning

[kordbot]

I kept hearing that the hopeful is sooo hard and difficult and like. bug fables was harder </3

#s/teamworld quest was also harder but its a card game so i cant count it That much #but its similar enough. to me #but Yeag bug fables was. a fucking HELL the hopeful doesnt COMPARE #people who say the hopeful is hard would never survive bug fables. that game destroyed me permanently #though i think its funny how like. kabbu and cyclops are soooo similar to each other. beltboy and vi low key too #this means lanks is leif and honestly YEAH. yeah. i can see it #bug fables was a living hell because like. at least the hopeful doesnt force you to BLOCK ATTACKS MANUALLY #with such a fucking UNFORGIVING timing as well #I DONT HAVE THE REACTION SPEED FOR THAT!!!! FUCK OFF!!!!!!! #also the hopeful is just pure fun for me and so so good and incredible and playing bug fables was. eugh #i never want to replay that game ever. as fun as the story / world is it doesn't make up for the PAINFUL gameplay #im planning to start the painful after i finish the hopeful and then like. ill let you know how THAT compares to bug fables #i cant believe that the fucking. silly bug game ended up being harder for me than FUCKING LISA #KILL ME

[kingkaizen]

𝓯𝓸𝓬𝓾𝓼

∘ desc: studying is always best when you're getting your pussy played with <3

∘ ft: nanami

∘ a/n: for all of my loves approaching finals week, hope this helps <3

∘ includes: fingering, pussy slaps, choking, overstimulation

“Focus for me, sweetheart.”

Nanami’s calloused fingertips hovering just slightly over your soaked cunt was the only thing your clouded brain could focus on. Sitting with your back against his chest, legs spread and notebook in hand, he wasn’t referring to you to focus on him. No, he wants you to try your hardest to absorb as much information from that notebook as you could. With your finals coming up, it’s incredibly important to make sure you’re effectively studying in order to get the best grade possible. Nanami thinks that your education is important, and he will do everything he can to make sure that you pass all of your classes.

“You’re always so wet for me.” Nanami mutters to himself, always in awe by how beautiful you look all spread out for him. “Go ahead, read the next paragraph honey.” Your eyes search on the white page for what you read last, finding your place before reading out loud.

“This n-next section illustrates -fuck- the essentials for…” You trail off, brain fogged over at the feeling of him finally making contact with your throbbing clit. He circles around it slowly before applying just the right amount of pleasure, causing you to throw your head back onto his chest. His fingers leave your body just as fast as they got there, making you groan in frustration.

“Kento, I can’t do this anymore. Please just touch me already.” You’re growing increasingly frustrated at this point. Fuck your exam, you just want him inside of you. Nanami has other plans, however, shaking his head no at your request.

“You know I can’t do that, love. This test is more important than whatever this pretty little pussy of yours wants.” Nanami gives your cunt two quick slaps, making you jump in surprise at the sudden contact. “Finish reading this page and I’ll reward you, come on.” You could feel Nanami’s warm breath tickling your ear as his fingers made their way back, teasing you so much that it’s driving you insane. You’re growing more and more desperate by the second, hands shaking in anticipation as you continue reading. The further you get down the page, the more Nanami is willing to give you. 

“...and with that, c-concludes the end of this chapter.” As soon as you get that last sentence out, Nanami plunges two thick fingers into you, curving them ever so slightly to hit that gummy spot that causes you to cry out in delight. You’re gripping his biceps with so much force, trying anything to keep you grounded as he shows you no mercy. He’s putting his forearm to work, tiring his wrist out to push in and out of you as his other hand grips your neck to push your head back against his chest. The eye contact is so intense, hand wrapping around your throat making you clench around his fingers.

“So greedy.” Nanami chuckles, watching the way your eyes flutter closed in your pathetic attempts to keep them open. “Gonna cum all over my fingers? C’mon baby, let it all out for me.” Nanami’s words made your heart pound even harder, legs shaking as that feeling deep in your tummy starts to overwhelm you. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, thighs closing around his hand as you gush all over him. He groans at the sight, fingers slowing down inside of you as he works you through your high. He kisses all over the side of your face and neck, each touch of his lips feeling like sparks of electricity over your skin. Sensing that you’re finally coming back down, his fingers make slow movements inside once more. You whimper at the feeling, pleasure coursing through your veins once more. 

“Too much, Kento!” You cry out, hands gripping his wrist in a weak attempt to pry his large hand away from your warmth. He doesn’t move an inch, instead adjusting the hand on his neck to slowly move down over your collarbones, fingers twisting over one of your nipples.

“I’m sure you could take it. You’ve been such a good girl for me, let me give you a treat for all of your hard work.”

© kingkaizen | do not copy, steal, or duplicate!

#jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk x reader #jjk smut #jjk x reader smut #nanami x reader #nanami smut #nanami x reader smut #nanami kento

[tojirights]

I absolutely love your Alastor smut! Is there anyway you can make one where your Vox’s ex and Alastor decided to somehow show off to Vox how much reader loves his c*ck more?? A special broadcast maybe?? Please keep up the great work!

a/n: i love vox but if there's one thing i love more, its making him feel inferior to alastor 😍 this is soo good. REQUESTS OPEN! 🩷

tags: 18+ smut nsfw!

vox thought alastor couldn't get any worse, there was nothing that shit-for-brains demon could do to enrage him more. that was until valentino told him that alastor had a new pretty little thing hanging on his arm. "he WHAT?!" vox's voice cracks from the sheer force he puts behind those words. valentino snickers, watching vox run to his security room.

and there you were, locked arms with that fucking deer demon, walking down the street. you looked absolutely enthralled with that fucker! "you've gotta be fucking kidding me..." he growls, static filling his vision. as if alastor can sense that they're being watched, he winks at the camera and pulls you down a more secluded path. vox puts his fist straight through the screen before pacing around the room. it couldn't have been more than a few minutes before his ears pick up that voice, that shitty radio voice.

"good evening viewers!" alastor begins, making vox's head spin around. the tvs were blank, just audio playing through them. he's about to smash the rest of them when something catches his attention. he swears he hears a familiar noise, your noises specifically. then he hears you panting, and blood rushes to his groin first and then his face. "thank you for tuning into a very special late night broadcast." alastor's voice sounds... breathier.

"what the fuck is-" vox mutters to himself before his eyes go wide. "o-oh god." you moan, sounding far too sexy. and enjoying yourself far too much. "yes alastor, fuck. that's so good." your whines play out, filling the room and vox is just about to lose it. "is alastor fucking your ex?" valentino leans against the doorframe, a smug look on his face. "you’re so tight, my dear. your cunt was made for my cock just as i was made for radio." he laughs to himself, his hands finding your hips as he fucks you over his desk.

this little plan of his was working just as intended. he asked, of course, if you'd be interested in ruffling your exes feathers a little bit and you agreed. this special broadcast was only being shown directly to vox through his security. not a single other soul would be able to hear you but vox. it sent a certain chill up your spine, knowing that he was definitely listening. every thrust of alastor's cock presses you harder into the desk, bruises sure to form later in the evening.

"that's kinda hot, yknow-" "SHUT UP VAL." vox feels as though he's about to implode, anger coursing through him in a way he's sure he's never felt. "i am going to finish him. both of them. they won't live this down."

valentino covers his mouth to stop from laughing. "it sounds like they're about to finish each other." and he was right. your breathy little moans are a dead giveaway. "please, please your cock feels so good. g-gonna cum." vox paces the room, plotting your downfall but his cock is hard as a fucking rock in his pants.

"such a good girl, you are. you sing so pretty my dear." alastor grunts, pressing the head of his cock up against your cervix before he feels you clamp down around him. with every pulse of youe orgasm, alastor follows. "cum alastor, p-please fill my pussy." you gasp, riding out wave after wave of deep pleasure. vox should turn this off, he should walk away but he can't make his feet move.

and after alastor finishes deep inside of you, filling you to the point of it leaking down his cock, he lets out an almost sinister chuckle. "thank you my loyal viewers for tuning in for this one of a kind show! we hope you thoroughly enjoyed."

the room is silent after the broadcast ends. that is, until velvette clears her throat. "was that alastor fucking your bitch?" she raises a brow, a slow smirk spreading over her lips when she sees vox's face.

"no one talk to me. i have business to attend to." and with that, vox disappears, leaving valentino and velvette to themselves.

"bold move, i gotta hand it to him."

#hazbin hotel smut #alastor x reader #alastor x reader smut #alastor x you #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #alastor smut #hazbin hotel alastor #alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #hazbin alastor smut #alastor #hazbin alastor x reader #hazbin hotel imagines #hazbin hotel vox #vox hazbin hotel #hazbin vox

[lyonnerileyauthor]

I'm still really in love with the idea of a human village that loses all their crops to a flood, and so they don't have enough to eat. to survive, they strike a deal with the brutish orcs that live up in the mountains—the villagers will trade them a maiden for enough food to make it through the winter.

you are the maiden, still a virgin, terrified and alone as you're shipped off to your new home. the orcs at least give you a choice for who to marry, so you choose the quiet blacksmith, the one who seems the least likely to hurt you.

even though he's always wanted a wife, he didn't want to be chosen, to be forced to care for a human. but he brings you home anyway, gives you a clean bed and food to eat, and then, promptly ignores you.

he goes about his day, sweating over the forge. you like how his big muscles flex as he swings his hammer, and sometimes you watch him work, even if it annoys him. he takes good care of you, buying the foods you like and the clothes that compliment your figure, even as he keeps you at arm's length. perhaps, you wonder, he's protecting you—from himself. he doesn't want to take your maidenhood, because you're there against your will.

but soon, it doesn't feel like a chore or a punishment to be here with the blacksmith. you start to hope he'll come around to you, that he'll give in to the desire you can tell is sprouting and growing in him, same as the desire that's taken over you.

one day, you make him his favorite meal, with his favorite mead, and wear your best clothes. you massage his shoulders, tense and hard from his work. he relaxes into you, at last, letting you wrap your arms around him. when he kisses you, his tusks get in the way, which is even more endearing.

finally, he gives in. the blacksmith tears off your pretty clothes, and takes you to his bed. all his buried hunger rises up to the surface, turning him into the brute you had once feared and now long for.

it will hurt this time, he says, but from every this moment on, you will feel nothing but pleasure with me.

he prepares you for his big cock as best he can, and gently presses it inside you. he takes care to move slow, to let you adjust to him, before his wild instincts take over. then he plunders you, reveling in your soft, small body, until he brings you to your roaring finish. then he fills you up, giving you all of his seed.

when you lie side-by-side that night, he rubs your belly, pleased at the idea of his orcling growing inside you someday. this may not have been what he expected, but now it's everything he wants.

#monster fucker #monster fuqqer #monster smut #monster romance #terato #orc romance #orc smut #i love orcs

[yandere-daydreams]

tw - dub/con, afab!reader, cockwarming, medical malpractice, nonconsensual drug use, manipulation, unbalanced power dynamics, and obsessive behavior.

[commissioned piece. donate to palestinians in gaza here.]

“It really is a shame to lose such a lovely patient.

His hand drifted from your thigh to your hip, rocking you back as you tried to squirm away from him. He was too deep, too big, and you’d been sitting on his cock for too long. Whenever you tried to shift your weight, though, the arm wrapped around your waist would tighten its hold and drag you back into place, leaving your ass slotted against his hips and your cunt struggling to clench around his base. You didn’t know how long he’d kept you like this, but it must’ve been longer than an hour, if not two, three, four. Despite your foggy senses, you could feel slick dripping down your thighs, an empty void in the pit of your stomach where pleasure should’ve been. You could remember hearing that Harper was a good doctor, but that couldn’t be right. Doctors weren’t supposed to make you feel so bad.

“I mean, I know it should be a doctor’s goal to see their patients off as happy and as healthy as can be, but—” He paused, sighed, and you could picture him rolling his eyes, feigning wistfulness as he let out an airy chuckle. “Good, obedient patients can be so rare, especially in a town like this. I’m allowed to mourn the loss of my best charge yet, aren’t I?”

You felt him twitch inside of you, and in search of a distraction, your gaze fell to the collection of papers fanned out over the desk in front of you. You knew you were supposed to be reading them, but the text seemed so impossibly small, and your last round of medication was still clouding your senses, making it hard to focus on much of anything beyond the throbbing in your core, the feeling of his cock stretching you open despite your body’s best attempts to force him out. You could recognize the phrases, signal out words like ‘unfit’ and ‘dependent’ mixed in with the rest of the benign text, but when you tried to put it all together, none of it made sense. It was all you could do to check the boxes Harper pointed to, sign your name on any dotted lines that hadn’t already been filled by his. You could only hope that, when you finished, he’d let you stand up, get off of him, go back to your cozy room with its nice, soft padded walls. You couldn’t imagine having to sleep in his office, again.

“And you’ve been so cooperative, too,” he went on, his chin coming to rest on your shoulder. You felt his lips against the shell of your ear, then your cheek. “Always taking your medication, always following your treatment plans, always coming to our little sessions with an open-mind – the pinnacle of an ideal patient. Honestly, sometimes I think I could tell you to stick your hand in a vat of boiling water, and you’d do it with a smile on your face. All for the sake of your recovery, of course.”

It was him moving, this time – shifting forward until your stomach was pressed against the blunt edge of his desk and he was all-but draped over you, his body pressed flush against yours. You let out a pitchy whine by way of protest, but Harper didn’t seem to notice, only humming as his hand found yours. “Almost done, little mouse. Just one more page.” He was practically cooing as he took you by the wrist, guiding your hand to the bottom of the final page. Two thick, cutting lines occupied most of the available space, his neat signature taking up the first. He brought you to the second, almost daunting in its vacancy, his index finger tapping against the back of your hand. “You remember your name, right? Can you write it for me?”

It was so hard to think, to stay awake, to try and remember a time where he hadn’t been planted so deeply inside of you. “If…” you started, only to trail off. You blinked once, then twice, and did your best to force your tongue to move. “If I do, can I go home?”

Usually, Harper hated it when you talked about the orphanage, about school, about home. You hadn’t meant to, you just wanted to go back to your room, and you moved to correct yourself, to promise that you didn’t want to be anywhere but this hospital, his hospital before he frowned and prescribed you another electrotherapy session, another dose of the small, white pills that left your thoughts blurred and your body hot. But, anything you might’ve been able to spit out died with a breathy laugh, a peck to the corner of your jaw. “Of course,” he purred, rocking his hips gently against yours. “Sign, and I’ll take you home tonight.”

For the first time in weeks, you felt yourself start to smile. Hastily, smudging the ink more than once, you scrawled your name across the brutal line, dropping the pen and going slack against Harper as soon as you were finished. There was another open-mouthed kiss to your throat, then the dip of your shoulder, and he dragged you back onto his lap with a playful squeeze to your thigh, a grin pressed into the crook of your neck. You squirmed unabashedly, now, your hands  graspingly weakly at the arms of his chair in hopes of pulling yourself to your feet, but Harper held you tight. “Where do you think you’re going, little mouse?”

“I need to— You said I could go—”

“Just give me another minute, darling.”

His cock pulsed against the walls of your cunt, and you felt something break open inside of you.

“I want to appreciate this moment before we get you to proper, brand-new home.”

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[werecreature-addicted]

okay so what about a werewolf that struggles with cumming too fast, or at least what he considers to be ‘too fast’, and being extremely embarrassed and ashamed of it. He just cant help chasing his release once he's inside you. the look on his face of him trying to hold himself back, and that look of ‘fuckk not this again’ when he’s about to cum

reader trying to comfort him afterwards, not revealing that she's secretly reviling in the fact that he’s so desperately turned on by her that he can’t control himself. When he’s trying hard to hold back, she tries to force him over the edge. Like when he needs to take a minute break to stop himself from cumming, she does kegals when he’s still inside and him, making him cum against his will and being extremely embarrassed about it

"I-I'm sorry," your werewolf lover whimpers, his breath still ragged from his orgasm. his cock throbs inside of you as he unloads himself into your vice-like cunt. his knot twitching with needs as it swells, trapping your inside. Werewolves were supposed to have inhuman stamina, but he's lucky if he can last a few minutes inside your pussy.

It's not his fault, the second he pushes the head of his dick into your wet heat he just goes brain-dead. He's not even thinking, his body moves on his own slamming his hips against yours over and over again until he cums, which, again, is usually pretty quick. God help him if you ever try cock warming. He slides inside of you in one motion and not a second later he's babbling about how he can't actually do it, he needs to fuck you and can't just sit there.

"I'll make it up to you I promise- the second my knot goes down-" he doesn't know what he'll do, let you ride his face maybe, if he can't make you cum on his dick he can at least make you cum on his tongue.

"It's fine baby," you say. You'd never admit it, but you love how rough he fucks you, and how he's practically cumming before he's even bottomed out. it's so sexy what you can do to him. You hope that he's telling the truth when he says he's never had this problem before, you hope that your pussy is so good he can't help but cum quick.

It's so hot watching his brain turn off the moment you get his dick out of his pants. He really does fuck you like an animal, just hard and rough until he's shooting ropes inside of you. Maybe it's a bit sadistic, but you like how whiney and pathetic he gets when his head clears and he realizes you didn't get to cum.

"I can cum just like this," You reach down and start toying with your clit, reflexively your walls tightening around the cock half-hard cock still inside of you. His body goes rigid like he just got struck with lightning.

"fuck- don't do that, fucking brat," he snarls, but his growls quickly turn into soft whimpers as you keep flexing around him, your pussy sucking him deeper, if that was even possible.

"gonna cum again, f-fuck I'm going to give you all my cum, I've got so much for you," he whines

"oh no you don't, you don't get to cum twice before I've even finished once. hold it for me, maybe this will help improve your stamina," you snap back, you hold him by the back of his neck and make him look you in the eyes as you cum around his cock. He barely manages to hold on, the second he feels you flutter around him he's spilling a second load of semen into your sweet messy pussy, strings of cum leaking out the edge of his flared knot. he collapses on top of you, blurring his face in the crook of your neck.

"w-was I a good boy?" he asks, speaking directly into your skin,

"very good boy," you assure.

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