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cultrise · 6 months

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BASOREXIA. mike schmidt

ଳ CONTENTS slightly suggestive content towards the end, fluff, clingy loser bf mikey drabble :3

mike always chases after your lips when you pull away from him after long minutes of making out, lips plump and swollen looking for yours. mike who will never, and i mean ever, pull away first, not caring if the air from his lungs disappears, not caring if he chokes and coughs and turns red. he’d gladly let the air drain out if it meant staying attached to your lips forever.

his clinginess only accentuated as your relationship went on, makeout sessions ensuing daily, the second his hand sneaked around your waist to pull you in. it often went on longer than it should, meaning you frequently arrived late at work or dropped abby off to school a few good minutes after closing, having to discuss with her teacher and make up dumb excuses.

mike was notorious for losing sleep. it was no unusual thing to see him walking around the house with eyebags under his beautiful brown eyes that threatened to close at any second. but if one night, as you both lay on the couch watching tv, kissing ensued? he’s set on spending hours in your arms, kissing every inch of skin on your face, neck and chest, often trailing them down your figure and down between your legs.

“mikey..” you whisper shakily before his lips attack yours again like he’s a man starved. with each press of his lips, he spilt his affections into your mouth, marking his love into your skin and mouth, leaving it in the form of a sweet flavour for your tongue to taste. he doesn’t respond, humming softly against you as he deepens the kiss.

“mike” you changed your tone, barely escaping him. no use. it was as if his mind abandoned his body, leaving it on autopilot to do what it does best: worshipping you. you couldn’t lie and say you wanted to pull away. you understood him completely, it was quite addicting. however, it was pretty hard to concentrate on him as your lungs gave out. you tap his shoulder repeatedly, making him pull away with half-lidded eyes.

“you okay?” his eyes bore into yours, soft and staggered breaths spilling away from his spit-covered lips. his curls fell lazily on his head, stubble growing on his face and coffee-coloured orbs checking you out shamelessly, going over your lips again and again. you decide to close your eyes, trying to catch your breath. you knew you had no chance of doing so if you continued to stare at the man before you.

“yeah.. just.. can’t breathe” you let out a tired sigh as mike chuckles, a low chuckle that makes your skin tingle. his hands find their way under your clothes, under the hoodie you had yet again stolen from him (not that he complained), the cold of his fingers clashing with your hot skin. he counters that by pressing more warm, loving kisses to your neck and jaw, not wanting to pull away.

“have you eaten today?” your own stomach rumbles signalise you to stare at the clock. 10:35 pm. mike doesn’t reply, only humming dismissively before your hand goes to his back, caressing it. “has abby?”

“mm.. don’t think so.. says she doesn’t want to” he clarifies between kisses as you sigh, shutting your eyes. you knew with everything going on, as much as mike loved his sister it was hard for him to keep pressing her to eat. you were determined to take on that role, palms slowly pushing him away so he faced you. disappointment lies in his features.

“i think…” your hands soften his shirt, fingers stopping to graze the skin of his neck “we should order a pizza” you give him a small smile, earning another in return as his fingers tap the sides of your waist.

“sure” and he’s back on your lips again, pushing his tongue into your mouth and tasting it like he hadn’t done it in weeks. it was hard to have him pull away, after all, he was the one on top of you, not the other way around. his grip on your waist tightens as he feels the touch of your hands on his shoulders.

“mike, the pizza isn’t gonna order itself” and there goes the look of disappointment, once again. there were two things you couldn’t pry mike away from: his sister, whom he always strived to provide for and keep by his side and now you, who comforted him in his hardest times, which resulted in him not being able to pull away from you even if he tried.

“nononono, come back, baby.. please…” he drags you back down with a desperate plead, just as you try to push him off. you sigh, defenceless, giving in and letting yourself get pulled in again. you hated the idea of parting from his embrace, yet you also wanted to take care of him and abby, or, as she recently had called it, your new family. after 5 long minutes of kissing you tap his shoulder again. mike pulls away in a haze once more, dragging your bottom lip slightly between his teeth.

“i’m serious, mike. i need to order that pizza” mike sighs, rolling his eyes a bit and stealing a few more pecks. you smiled as you felt his hard-on poke at your thigh. the extra-desperation was now explained.

“be quick…” he begged as you got up, dialling the number and starting to order. there was a new kid at the pizzeria, one that made sure to take his time while jotting down your order and repeating it to you. that being said, it’s no wonder you soon felt mike’s grabby hands on your waist, chin resting on your shoulder as he pressed his ear to the phone.

he frowns, annoyance in his eyes as he whispers “come on.. he got it, let’s go back….” you shush him, trying to focus on the phone call. the second you put it back into the receiver, mike’s lips chase after yours.

“slow down” you giggle as he groans, pressing his forehead on yours and gently pulling you closer, taking another quick taste of your lips. his hands play with your clothes, twisting and pulling at the fabric. your fingers tangle into his curls, smiling against his lips. but the moment you feel him becoming touchy, however…

“woah, there! not now” mike pouts, going limp into your touch. he looks like a puppy who got yelled at “the pizza’s going to be here soon and abby is a few doors over. not yet” your reassurance doesn’t work as he buries his face into your neck with a needy sigh.

“we can be quick…” he whispers, digits drawing circles on your back. you shake your head in dismissal.

it’s not long after that abby bursts out of her room, ready to show you some new drawing of hers featuring you three as the main characters. the pizza delivery follows quickly after and you raise your eyebrows convincingly to mike as you both lay the table. he responds with a scoff, rolling his eyes with a small smile.

you sit at the table, chatting with abby as you stuff your empty stomachs with some savoury pizza, emptying the three boxes with ease. mike’s hand lingers on your thigh, rubbing it silently as the dinner passes. you could feel his longing stares burn into your skin, see his bottom lip disappear between his teeth as he watches you.

you were sure that the second you both tucked abby into bed, you were not going to get any sleep. after all, aren’t you mean for pushing him away for so long? you definitely need to make up for the minutes lost by giving him the attention he craves the entire night. and he’s determined not to let go of your lips this time.

#𐙚 — pages.#not my best but oh well #got lazy with the ending oops #bottom line is mike loves kissing you <3 #mike #mike schmidt #mike x reader #mike schmidt x reader #fnaf #fnaf movie #five nights at freddy's #josh hutcherson

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berryjoong · 1 year

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✩ devil by the window - hwang hyunjin ✩

read part two here!

pairing: demon!hyunjin x angel!afab reader

summary: you’re an angel, hyunjin’s a demon, and you’re both after the same soul. you hate each other, but you just can’t stay away from him.

song: devil by the window ~ tomorrow x together

word count: 3k

warning: smut under the cut, minors do not interact!! oral (f receiving), angel x demon things, unprotected sex (lol don’t do this), creampie, kinda hate sex ?? really i’m unsure about what warnings to put tbh, use of the pet name “angel” (kind of a pet name, the reader is literally an angel), some degradation, some praise

small a/n: 3k words i’m so proud of myself lmao this was kind of all over the place rip i tried. if you liked this, feel free to like and reblog and drop a request if you want !!

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“we shouldn’t be doing this.”

the hushed words fell from your lips in between hurried kisses pressed to the neck of the man before you.

“you know you’re free to leave, angel, but you never do,” hyunjin chuckled lowly. he leaned his head back to allow you more access to his perfect neck. it was sinful, how devastatingly perfect and beautiful he was. only one of the many reasons you couldn’t stay away from him.

you knew you should, you knew what would happen if anyone on either side found out, but you just couldn’t stop yourself. the two of you were pulled together now and there was no way in your long, eternal life that you could imagine ending what the two of you had, no matter how precarious your situation was.

it had started as most things do, slowly and then all at once. the two of you were on a mission, you were on heaven’s side, while hyunjin was trying to pull that same soul down to hell. you quickly got in each other’s way, making for an interesting life of the human you both were after. good after bad after good, the poor human’s soul was tossed back and forth between sides in the wicked game of keep away you played.

you and hyunjin often found yourselves at each other’s throats as you fought over the human’s soul, both of you unwilling to relent to the other. hyunjin taunted you endlessly, always trying to see what would get a rile out of you. he’d poke at you, go on about how boring and “holier than thou” you were and how much easier it would be if you both were just on the same side.

you hated each other, that’s how it was always supposed to be. well, you weren’t supposed to hate him, just shrug your shoulders, rolling his insults off and have the patience of a saint. unfortunately for you, patience was never one of your strengths. slowly but surely, his words began to pick at you, making cracks in your own perfect facade.

he picked and chipped away at you until one day, you snapped completely. the utter anger and rage you felt toward him was supposed to be unknown to you but there was no denying how entirely infuriated the demon made you. he had been making progress on the soul you both were after and had been teasing you nonstop for who knows how long.

“the prissy little angel, aww, look at you.”

“you really think you can take this soul from me? how cute.”

“you know, it would be easier if we were just on the same side.”

never ending, the teasing and nagging continued prompting you to shove the pesky demon backwards, into the wall of the room where you both were. at that, he quirked an eyebrow, a devilish smirk crossing his lips.

“what, you have something you have to say, angel?” his voice was low, more taunting than he’d ever been. he had you now and he knew it, right in the palm of his hand.

“i fucking hate you,” you ground out, looking at him with such burning intensity it’s a wonder something didn’t get set on fire.

to this, he just chuckled. “big words from the perfect little angel. do they even let you use those words where you come from?” he shrugged your hands off of him, turning to pace the room you were in. your human, blissfully, was asleep so neither you nor hyunjin had much to worry about. you could infiltrate their dreams, pushing them one way or another, but right now, all you could do was focus on the smug demon in front of you.

“you’re despicable,” you spat back at him, watching him carefully as he walked around the room your human was still in.

“that is my middle name, i didn’t know you knew it.” the nonchalant manner in which he treated the situation just infuriated you even more. he just paced around the familiar room, hands behind his back and eyes half lidded.

“you aren’t even taking this mission seriously, you’re a joke,” you scoffed and crossed your arms.

faster than the blink of an eye, hyunjin was in front of you again, pushing you against the wall, his face only inches from yours. “oh, trust me, angel, i’m taking my mission very seriously.”

the seemingly permanent cocky smirk that adorned his face was the last thing you saw before he kissed you.

and that was how it started.

now here you were, pushed against him as you kissed him like your whole eternal life depended on it. you weren’t sure how long it had been since the first time something like this happened, it had probably been a few human months, not that either of you were really counting.

“my sweet little angel,” he murmured into your mouth, his voice taunting, “how far you’ve fallen.” you felt him smirk against your lips as he pushed back against you.

it was true, if anyone found out about what you two did in the shadows you were doomed. you knew exactly what the punishment was, you knew it and hated it. what you were doing was irredeemable and yet you just couldn’t make yourself stop. it was addicting, he was addicting.

“just shut up and kiss me, demon.” shut up and kiss you he did. he kissed you until you were dizzy and your mind was only filled with him and what he could do with you, to you. his hands were everywhere, pushing and pulling, grabbing at any part of you he could.

it wasn’t long before he moved away from your lips and pressed sinful little kisses to your neck as he worked his way down toward your chest. soft, short breaths escaped your lips as you tried to keep yourself still from pushing against him more.

hyunjin smirked against your skin, hearing the sweet noises that fell from your lips. “you like that, hmm?”

unable to help yourself, you tilted your head back farther, a small whimper breaking free from you as you nodded. “don’t- don’t rub it in, you filth.”

the demon that had you pinned against the wall slowly brought his face up next to yours, his lips right by your ear. “i’m nothing but filth, am i? that may be, but it’s nothing compared to how filthy we are together,” he hissed, ending the sentiment with a nip at your earlobe.

you shivered under his touch and rolled your head away from his, giving him unobstructed access to your neck to do whatever he pleased. he hummed in amusement, placing another searing kiss onto the skin there.

“someone’s needy today, hmm?” he chuckled darkly, teeth lightly grazing over the skin of your neck. you kept your mouth closed, not wanting to give him any more ammunition to use against you. he pushed you back farther onto the bed of the spare room you were in, climbing on top of you and caging you in between his strong arms.

“just eager to be done with you,” you grumbled out, even as your arms came up to wrap themselves around the back of his neck.

“oh really? then maybe i should just leave you here then if you’re that ready to get rid of me.” he went to move away and you nearly whined, tightening your arms around his neck.

“no.” the word was soft but firm at the same time as you tugged hyunjin’s face down to yours once again, your lips colliding together. he kissed you with so much fervor you were positive you could never recover. he was all over you, ensuring that he was the only thought in your head.

slowly but surely, the demon above you ground his hips down into yours, ensuring that you knew just how great his need for you was. he let his hands trail down to your hips and squeezed the flesh there tightly. his fingers moved to fiddle with the hem at the top of your skirt as he kissed you deeply.

he pulled back just enough to smirk at you, loving how red your face already was, despite him barely having done anything to you yet.

“what a good little angel, always so perfect for me,” he murmured, his voice smooth as his dark eyes raked over your laid out form. “gonna get you out of these pesky clothes now, okay?”

your head began to grow fuzzy and you felt yourself nod, followed by the feeling of hyunjin pulling back further to tug your skirt and undergarments down. he tossed them haphazardly onto the floor behind him, turning back to you with an almost hungry stare. his perfect lips curled back into a devilish grin as he gazed at you, rubbing his hands over your now bare thighs.

“now, be a good angel and spread those pretty legs for me, hmm?” he smirked down at you as your knees fell outwards almost involuntarily. hyunjin quirked an eyebrow at your eagerness, shuffling between your legs and placing small kisses down your front as he did so.

he situated himself between your legs, chuckling at just how wet you were for him already. he placed light kisses and nips here and there, working his way up your thighs before pressing his lips to where you needed him most.

“so needy for me already, you’re absolutely dripping, pretty one,” he breathed out, the feeling of his warm breath against your core making you buck your hips up toward his face slightly.

“just- just get on with it,” you groaned, not having the willpower to completely act like you didn’t want him as badly as you knew he wanted you.

“ah, ah, what do we say then, angel?” he placed another all too soft kiss to your thigh, acting completely nonchalant.

you glared down at where he sat between your legs, suddenly unwilling to say the little word he wanted from you.

“come on, my little angel, you know what it is. just one tiny word and i can give you whatever you want.” he nudged his nose lightly against your inner thigh, smirking up at you once more.

“fuck- fuck you, p-please.” your eyes rolled back in your head as he immediately dove in, attaching his lips to your clit. he devoured you like a madman, as if you were the last meal of his long life. you were quick to reach down, bunching your hands in his long hair and tugging on it as you tried pulling him in closer to you.

he hooked one of your legs over his shoulders for easier access to you, not wanting to waste any more time. he moved from your clit, down to your soaking entrance, tongue greedily lapping up the juices that coated your folds. you couldn’t stop the noises that flowed freely from your own lips as wave after wave of pleasure rolled over you. you wriggled your hips, trying to get more friction against him, and his large hands immediately came up to hold you down. he looked up at you, one eyebrow raised and he uttered a single “no,” firm, with no room left for questioning.

you just nodded quickly, throwing your head back as he began his movements once again. already you could feel pressure building up in your lower abdomen, pushing you toward your high. as if he could read your very thoughts, hyunjin pulled away a moment later and you whined at the loss of contact. you could see the evidence of your arousal clearly on his chin as he rose from his spot between your legs.

he climbed on top of you again, still smiling wickedly and leaned down to kiss you. you moaned at the taste of yourself on his lips, your hands coming up to grab at his hair. all too soon, he leaned back and pulled your shirt up and over your head.

“love to see your pretty tits when we do this, angel, can never get enough of you,” he breathed, hands tracing up and down your sides delicately. it was such a contrast to how he had been behaving with you, only moments ago. his fingers pinched at your nipples, rolling the sensitive buds between his fingers. you were completely unable to help how your hips bucked at the feeling, another loud moan leaving your lips.

“don’t worry, angel, i’ll fuck you real nice now, alright?” you whimpered at his words, hands trying to grab at any part of him you could. the demon that loomed over you merely chuckled and made quick work to rid himself of his own clothes.

you watched as he shrugged off his clothes, another wave of arousal flooding you when you see his pretty cock hit his lower stomach. it was long and flushed pink, the tip leaking sticky drops of precum, a clear signal of his own need for you.

hyunjin pumped his cock a few times before lining himself up with you, smirking at the subtle way your hips push against him. leaning over you on one hand, he uses the other to guide his cock to your entrance, slowly sinking into you. you let out a load moan at the stretch while the demon above you groaned at your tight heat now around him.

“fuck, angel, you feel so good,” he breathed out, voice low as he restrained himself from utterly wrecking you the way his instincts told him to. instead, he kept the drags of his cock in you slow, just wanting to enjoy the feeling of you.

as soon as he started moving, your hands found their way to his shoulders, just trying to pull him closer. you hated how you loved the way his skin felt on yours, but you couldn’t deny it, no matter how much you wanted to. you knew after the night was over you’d both go back to hating each other the way you did before but for now, you were going to lose yourself in the moment.

hyunjin leaned down, burying his face in your neck as another low moan escaped him. “so perfect, angel, like you were made up there in heaven just for me.”

your head lolled back and you whimpered out loud at his words, back arching up and pushing your chest against his. he continued his powerful thrusts, leaning back just slightly to pull your legs around his hips. you clawed at his shoulders, his cock hitting deeper every time he buried himself inside you.

hyunjin rested his large hands on your hips, holding them tight enough to leave bruises the next day as he pulled you close to meet his sharp thrusts. he let out a long groan before chuckling, feeling you clench around him. “close already? i thought you could last longer than that, angel.”

“close? n-no way.” you shook your head defiantly, refusing to look at him. even so, you couldn’t help the way you started to tremble slightly as hyunjin picked up the pace of his hips snapping into yours.

“oh really?” he taunted, dark eyes fixed on the way your tits bounced with every push. “we’ll see about that.”

he thrusted harder, letting go of your hips and looming over you with one hand while his other moved down to thumb at your clit. you moaned out loud at the new stimulation, your hips bucking up involuntarily. you opened your eyes to see him grinning down at you, his perfect smile positively devilish at your reaction.

“come on, be the good little angel that i know you are for me,” he urged, his words and movements pushing you toward the orgasm you’d been holding back the whole night.

“and just so you know,” he whispered in your ear, “you were my mission all along, angel.” he leaned down and kissed you harshly, the feeling of him nearly suffocating you. any other time, your mind would be reeling at the words he said, but now, you vaguely realized it, brain too muddled with pleasure. instead, the feeling of him everywhere overwhelmed you and nudged you over the edge into that place that made you see stars. you couldn’t hold back the loud whine that escaped as your climax hit you like a train, making you clench repeatedly around hyunjin’s cock. you raked your fingernails down his back as he kept pounding into you, chasing after his own high.

“fuck yeah, angel, that’s- that’s it.” he wanted to enjoy it, make it last longer but with how you tightened around him with every thrust, hyunjin knew that would be impossible. he gave a few more rough pumps before emptying himself in you, painting your snug walls white. he let out another loud swear as his own orgasm hit, pleasure washing over him and his mind fogging up slightly.

you whimpered in overstimulation as the demon above you rode out his high, pulling out of you after a few more shallow thrusts. hyunjin let himself kiss you once more before pulling back completely to clean himself up. he found a rag in the next room and wordlessly tossed it to you to clean yourself up with.

as you began cleaning yourself up, the words he’d whispered to you registered in your head. “what- what did you mean earlier, hyunjin? about me being your mission?”

to that, hyunjin just chuckled lowly. “isn’t it obvious? what do you think it means?”

he didn’t meet your eyes as he started dressing himself, just shaking his head as he wandered around the room searching for the rest of his clothes.

“you’re not stupid, angel, you know what it means. anytime you wanna give up and come home with me, you’re welcome,” were his final words before he walked out, leaving you where you were, brain whirring as you tried to process all of what he’d told you.

#stray kids #skz smut #skz hyunjin #stray kids smut #stray kids hyunjin #hyunjin #hwang hyunjin #hyunjin smut #enemies to lovers #skz imagines #not my best but oh well

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rumue · 2 years

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TIME DIFFERENCE

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#bangtanarmynet #annietrack #usersky #heyryen #dokyelvblr #siyuantag #shirleytothesea #uservans #trackofthesoul #rumue #bts fanart #jungkook #jeon jungkook #bts art #bts #HAPPYJKDAY #oops i was gone longer than i thought #not my best but oh well #the under lip mole is there if you were looking closely enough 👀

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victorian-geccer · 1 year

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pixel art practice + lucio’s sexy face

#pixel art #the arcana #lucio morgasson #the arcana lucio #the arcana game #my art #not my best but oh well

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angryborzois · 4 months

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Have a Tobi doodle I did on the train while listening to little kids screaming impatiently in the background- idk lol

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hiddenqveendom · 1 year

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* — HECTAR OLEANDER : WHEN THE LIONS COME

❝ when the lions come, will you turn to fight?❞

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paradamaxima · 10 months

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Doodle

#not my best but oh well #better call saul #better call saul fanart #genderswap #jimmy mcgill #saul goodman #mike ehrmantraut #pd art

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mysteriouslee · 1 year

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It's time I keep my promise

@tickleblogger

lee hexside squad + hunter ler Camila and Eda.

There was a scream and the sound of running feet on wooden board of the owl house. Suddenly there was thud and that thud was Luz being pinned to the ground by Eda.

"Where do you think you're going kid" said Eda.

"Leheht's not do this" begged Luz.

"Aww but I missed your laugh" said Eda.

Eda squeezed Luz's knees and raspberried into Luz's side. Luz's laughter rang through the house.

"Eda pleehehease" came out of Luz.

Suddenly there was a second thud, that being Hunter being tackled to the ground by Camila.

"End of the road mijo" said Camila digging into Hunter's ribs.

The boy screamed and broke into giggles.

"mihihs nocedhaha" Hunter spat out while trying to crawl away

"I told you to call me Camila" said Camila poking and tracing Hunter's back which drove him mad.

"NOHOHOT THEHEHERE" begged Hunter as he fell from trying to get away.

Why was Eda and Camila doin this? Simple answer. The kids were moping.

Eda squeezed Luz's hips and the girl arched and screamed.

"NOHOHOHO *snort* EDAHAHA" shrieked Luz who almost kicked Eda.

"There's that smile" said Eda

Soon the desperate cackles of Luz and Hunter ceased.

Eda and Camila went a huntin for the others.

Eda could hear small nervous giggles in the closet. She opened it and found Gus.

"Heya Goops" said Eda picking him up and holding him over her shoulders. Her nails that were free scribbled on his sides.

"Ms. Edahaha" Gus said as he tried to push away.

Eda eventually found Willow hiding in the kitchen and held her in her arms by her waist. her nails scribbled on he midriff.

Camila heard Gus and Willow's giggles as she searched for Amity.

"Come on out Amity, I'll go easy on you" said Camila but she never came. Then there was the sound of Amity taking a deep breath as she was right behind Camila. Turns out she had one of Luz's invisibility glyphs.

Camila held Amity above the ground and dug into her armpits. That seemed to be a lucky first attempt cuz Amity threw her head back screaming and giggling. Luz who was recovering from her attack stared at Amity. Amity blushed red at Luz's staring.

Soon Eda pinned Gus and Willow on the ground of her nest.

Eda blew raspberries into Gus's midriff and the boy screamed like a banshee. Eda called in hooty who rubbed his feathers all over Willow who thrashed and pounded her fist on the ground. This went on for 20 minutes and then the kids were released.

"You're evihil" said Gus.

Camila placed a kiss on Luz's forehead.

"Go to bed, and tomorrow we start again, if you ever need anything from us, just call" said Camila who right afterwards squeaked from a poke in the side. Eda smirked and the two adults chased each other like children playing tag.

#the owl house #not my best but oh well #luz noceda #amity blight #gus porter #willow park #hunter noceda #camila noceda #eda clawthorne #tickle fanfiction #sfw tickling

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sleepdeprivedandinsane · 2 years

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(Please bear with me; I've had writers block for months and can't get out so this might suck 😭🤚) (should i make this a series?)

Prompt: "there is no simple love story. If it's simple, it isn't love. If it's love, it'll get complicated." (I found this on Google, idk where it's from or who said it) (gif isn't mine, it's by @slytherinnpride)

Hermione ran through the conversion over and over in her head, trying to figure out if there was something else she could've said to convince Ron to stay.

She tried to find any proof that would dispute his claims, that he was just jealous and insecure and wearing the horcrux only made it worse.

But the more she thought, the more she came to realize it's more complicated than it seems. What she and Harry have is unique, sure, and not many people could understand. But was it really something more?

She couldn't think of a time that Harry seemed interested in her as anything more than a friend. But then again, she wasn't the best judge.

Was there a time where she thought of him as more? Was her decision to stay with him on the hunt made out of loyalty or something else? How would she even go about sifting through these thoughts and feelings?

She could feel Harry's stare boring into her back. Could practically hear the words he wanted to say before he even said them.

"You can leave." He said, just as she thought he would. "I know you miss your parents."

She shook her head. "No. I'm not leaving you." She said, and she didn't even have to think about it. Just as she knew he would say that, she knew she could never leave him.

She still stood facing the entrance to the tent, her back to Harry. She bit her nails, something she picked up while on the run, probably from stress.

"Is- does what he said hold any merit?" She asked slowly, nervously.

"He's always been jealous and insecure, Mione. And he was wearing the amulet, so he probably couldn't fight off those thoughts." He said.

'That wasn't an answer.' She thought. But she didn't say it aloud. Because if she's being honest, does she want to know the answer? She doesn't even know how to answer that question herself, how could she expect Harry to know the answer?

She tried to think of the advice her mom or Professor McGonagall would give her. She really wishes she could ask them right about now. But she feels like she knows them well enough to know what they'd say.

They'd probably turn the question on her, something cryptic, along the lines of: "what do you want the answer to be?"

Well, she doesn't know. She wishes that things were less complicated. That love was less complicated.

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The question didn't get any easier to answer over the next few weeks they spent alone.

They'd hardly even spoken to each other, the question hanging between them traitorously.

Harry knew that Ron had a thing for Hermione, and knowing this is why he never made a move on Hermione himself. He'd always just shoved those feelings to the back of his mind, doing his best to ignore them.

He didn't know how to answer Hermione, because truthfully, it did have some merit. Some. He would never go behind Ron's back like that, but he does have feelings for Hermione.

And Hermione, well, she didn't know what to feel.

She knew it was only bothering her because it has some truth. Otherwise, why would she still be thinking about it? If she certainly didn't feel that way about Harry, she would've written it off a long time ago instead of spending weeks on end torturing herself.

So, would that then mean that she does have feelings for Harry? Why does it have to be so hard? Is she only thinking so much about it because she doesn't want to hurt Ron?

Well, of course she doesn't want to hurt him. But would he be able to get over it if she and Harry ended up together?

She knows Harry would be respectful and move on, but Ron...

Perhaps it truly was the horcrux making him so angry and jealous. Maybe he would be okay if she and Harry started seeing each other.

But does she want that? Does she want to be with Harry? Does he even see her that way?

God, why did Ron have to bring it up right in the middle of a war? Their minds are already muddled enough, how could anyone expect someone to be able to sort through their feelings in this state?

But why was she making it so complicated? Her and Harry have never been complicated. It's always been rather simple: Hermione and Harry.

If they were to date and things were to end, she knows they would be alright after a while. But why would they end? She can't think of a single time where he left her hanging. And she has never left his side before, certainly not when he needed her.

It wouldn't take much to cross that invisible line. One small step, and they'd be out of the friend zone.

Had they always teetered on that line? So close to becoming something more, but never actually taking it that one step further?

Perhaps that's why Ron was so insecure. Maybe that's why no one was ever surprised by a new rumor between them. Maybe everyone else saw it before they did.

So was there something there?

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The radio played softly in the background, but neither Harry nor Hermione paid it any mind.

Harry sat in one of their chairs by the table, hands in his pockets, staring ahead but not really looking at anything.

Hermione sat on the steps next to the wireless radio, with the amulet around her neck, lost in thought.

The only sound besides the song playing was the harsh wind whipping at the tent, the entrance flapping despite being zipped shut.

Harry couldn't stand the stilted air between them. Couldn't stand Hermione being so sad all the time. And what's worse is he can't do anything about it.

Hermione was thinking of this herself. About the tension between them, where there used to be none. It used to be so easy, but now they walked on eggshells around each other, and she hates it. Harry's always stressed, always tense, and she can never tell if he's angry or sad. Maybe both.

She'd faintly registered him moving, but didn't expect him to stop right in front of her.

She looked up at him confused, brows furrowed. He said nothing as he held out his hands, urging her to take them. She silently complied, and allowed him to pull her to her feet.

He reached around her neck and unclasped the amulet, allowing it to fall from her neck into his hands. He reached around her and set it on the table next to the radio, turning the volume up before he straightened.

Wordlessly, he pulled her towards the middle of the tent. He started swaying, pushing and pulling at her arms until she realized what he was doing. That he was trying to get her to dance.

She smiled a little at that, allowing him to spin and sway them as the song picked up.

~Hey little train, wait for me

I once was blind but now I see

Have you left a seat for me?

Is that such a stretch of the imagination?

~Hey little train, wait for me

Was held in chains but now I'm free

I'm hanging in there don't you see

In this process of elimination

~Hey little train, we're jumping on

The train that goes to the kingdom

We're happy Ma, we're having fun (ooh, children)

It's beyond my wildest expectation (ooh, children)

Eventually, they slowed to a gentle sway as the song faded. She laid her chin on his shoulder, and he leaned his head against hers.

After a few moments, she pulled away slightly, just far enough so she could see his face.

She could see the unasked question in his eyes. She could see that he was leaving that door open should she decide to cross their invisible line.

She went to step away, she wanted to for a split second. But just before she did, a little voice in the back of her mind whispered: 'why not?'

And, why shouldn't she? Why aren't they together? Ron isn't there with them, because he left. He left them when they needed him most. But Harry's never left her, she's always been able to count on him, and she knows she'll always be able to. Ron isn't here, so why is she still tip-toeing around his feelings? Why is she pushing Harry away and ignoring her feelings?

She knows love is complicated, but with Harry it doesn't have to be. She knows things will get complicated once word gets out, and she knows it'll get complicated when Ron finds out. But it doesn't have to be complicated with Harry.

It only took her a second to decide, despite her feeling like it took minutes to sort through those thoughts.

She stepped towards him again, cupping his face in her hands. He pulled her close, holding her by her waist. He leaned his forehead against hers, and neither said anything for a few moments.

"Why haven't we, Harry?" She whispered.

He knew what she was asking, he always knows what she means. "I don't know." He responded softly.

She pulled back just enough to look in his eyes. She looked for any hint of doubt, or trepidation, or hesitation. She found none. She saw hope, anticipation, affection, and dare she say, love?

She hoped he saw the same emotions reflected in her eyes, because she wasn't sure she could put them into words.

She decided words weren't needed, that she was done waiting. She pulled him towards her and kissed him.

It isn't anything like she would have expected, it's gentle and soft, and he's kissing her like she's the only girl in the world. She feels precious and loved, and she doesn't know how she went so long without kissing him before.

When they pulled away, she couldn't stop smiling. Frankly, neither could he.

Yeah, she could get used to the simplicity of them, of just being Harry and Hermione.

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adoresbutlers · 2 years

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check my pinned for a kiss <3 from me and from Austin!elvis mwah 🔆

#austin butler #austin!elvis x reader #not my best but oh well

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munchkinslut · 1 year

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My first finished portrait!

could fix and fix forever, but i decided he’s donz

MKS

#not my best but oh well #pencil #graphite #art portrait #fantasy art #new art account #female artists #original art #character art #artists on tumblr #second post #tiefling #art #my art sketch #sketch #sketchbook #my partner #thanks for existing #:)

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fakeghostt · 2 years

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Draw Oswald as a cookie from Cookie Run Kingdom.

Mickey Mouse references to help you draw the Lucky Rabbit cookie! 😋🍪🐰

so, umm... not my best work here....

#crk art?#oswald the lucky rabbit #meme included #request #not my best but oh well

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enevera · 2 years

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et lingua eius loquetur iudicium

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru #jujutsu kaisen fan art #jjk 0 #gojo torment art all done #not my best but oh well #also no i didn’t draw the tatami do i look like i have time for that #arrt

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jesterousc · 2 years

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i got a new doll today (=

it was an early birthday present for me (=

and I've been hyper fixating on Sanders sides, so here's this (=

also, I know it's past Roman's birthday, but mines right around the corner!

transcript:

patton: hey roman!

patton: i know it's late, but, I got a present for you!

roman: I love her

#thomas sanders #sanders sides #roman sanders #fanart #roman sanders fanart #comic #lazy #not my best but oh well #the doll's name is stephanie (=#thomas sanders fanart #acheron draws

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silver-ace-of-spades · 1 year

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The Blazing Silver Light of Paldea

Chapter 3: Pastelería

Silver and Blaze have a relaxing morning at the motel, then Silver battles Gym Leader Katy the Butterfly.

If Silver can cheese a Gym Test with his psychic abilities he will lmao.

I wish we could change into different shirts and pants besides our uniforms, so I'm letting Silver change out of his school uniform. If Team Star can do it, why can't we?

Warning: Brief nudity but it's not sexual at all, and slight misgendering, but it's unintentional and the misgenderer immediately apologizes.

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Silver woke up to his Starter, Sprigatito, kneading his arm and begging to be pet. He laughed and ran his fingers through the Pokémon's fur.

"Spri!" He mewed to the hedgehog.

"You're hungry, huh, Catnip?" Silver chuckled. "I gotta get ready first."

They grabbed a clean change of clothes and went to the bathroom. They took a shower, freshened up, and got dressed, then got food for all of their Pokémon. When they went to check on Charlie, who was asleep in the fireplace, they noticed there was a second Charcadet next to him.

"BLAZE!" He cried out, running to her bed.

"Hmm, what is it..." The aforementioned cat mumbled tiredly.

"There– there– there's two Charlies..." Silver whimpered. He climbed onto Blaze's bed and buried his face into a pillow she wasn't using.

"Oh, um, this is awkward. That second Charcadet is mine." She explained. "Remember when I said Coal was my second Pokémon? That Charcadet was my first."

Silver sat up and wiped some sweat off of his forehead. "Haha, right. That makes sense."

He sat for a bit while Blaze got ready for the day. She got clean clothes from her bag, then went to take a shower. She dried herself off by superheating her body, then got dressed and went back to the main room.

"I think we should do laundry today. I'm running low on clean clothes." They said.

"Yeah, same. Maybe we can get some clothes at the next store we find, too." Silver agreed.

Silver chose League Points as his method of payment, then put a load of dirty clothes into the washing machine. It was a fancy machine that auto-dispensed detergent, so he only had to put laundry in and pay.

While they were waiting for the clothes to become clean, Blaze went out and bought some groceries. She brought back some pastries from Patisserie Soapberry and the two of them had breakfast and took their morning meds.

After an hour, the washing machine beeped, so Silver got the clothes out. He was going to put them in the dryer, but Blaze stopped him.

She grabbed the clean clothes and heated the air around them, and they dried rather fast. While Silver put more clothes into the washing machine, Blaze started separating their clean laundry. After the clothes were in and the machine was running, Silver joined her. They had the most trouble separating their pants and socks, but eventually got them sorted out.

"Maybe next time let's do our laundry separately." Silver chuckled.

After an hour, the two of them repeated the struggle of separating their clothes, then they got packed up, left the motel, and thanked the person running it. The two went to the Cortondo Gym, and Silver showed the person at the counter his ID.

"Silver from Uva Academy, before you can challenge Gym Leader Katy, you have to complete a test. Meet me at the field at the northeast of town for an explanation." He said.

Silver and Blaze followed him to the field.

"Your challenge, Silver, is to get that olive into that net. It's called the–"

"Like this?" Silver asked, using his psychokinesis to get the olive ball into the goal. Blaze nearly burst into laughter.

"Well, there's no rules against psychic powers as long as it's not from a Pokémon." The Gym tester said. "You pass. I'll get Katy."

The person left, then came back a few minutes later with the teal butterfly lady from the bakery.

"Hello, young ladies. You two were so polite at the bakery yesterday, it made my day." She told the kids. Silver cringed a bit.

"Ahem... I'm... not a girl..." He muttered.

"Sorry, sir... Um... I'm Katy..." The baker chuckled nervously.

"Wait, you're Katy the Gym Leader?!" Silver exclaimed. "You're amazing at baking!"

"Oh, thank you, muchacho." Katy said. She looked at the green olive-shaped ball in the net and chuckled. "I heard you turned the Olive Roll into the Olive Throw. A child with such a gifted power like yours shall ensure a bountiful harvest this year!"

"Um, thanks?" Silver said confusedly.

"Follow me, Gym Challenger." Katy told him. She flew up to a treehouse-style stadium, Silver flew behind her with his psychic powers, and Blaze walked up the ramp.

"You can do it, Silver!" The cat cheered.

The Gym Leader adjusted her hat, then reached into one of her pockets. "Nymble, sweetie, come out!"

A little grasshopper-like Pokémon appeared on the stadium.

"Go, Pecky!" Silver threw the Pokéball containing his Starly. "Use Wing Attack!"

Unfortunately, Nymble defeated Pecky, so Silver sent out Catnip, his Sprigatito. He, too, fell to the little grasshopper. Silver was very nervous. The stadium looked wooden, was on a tree, and his last Pokémon was a Fire-Type. He looked over to Blaze and saw her cheering.

"Go, Silver!!!" They shouted. They picked up their Eevee and let him watch Silver's next move. He knew what he had to do.

"Ummm... Ch-Charlie!" Silver hesitantly threw his Charcadet's Pokéball. "Use Ember..."

Charlie torched Katy's Nymble, and she sent in her Tarountula, who suffered the same fate.

"I'm so sorry!" He cried out.

Last was Katy's Teddiursa, who Terastalized into a Bug-Type. It took a few Embers, but the Fury Cutters and Slashes from Teddiursa didn't do much, so Charlie got a victory. Silver barely held back the tears that threatened to burst from their eyes.

Katy flew over to the victor and frowned. "Young man, you seem upset."

"Y-yeah... I'm... glad this tree didn't burn down. And I'm very, very, very sorry for brutally burning your Pokémon..." Silver spoke quietly. His quills were bristled and he was shaking. "I can repay you for causing their untimely deaths." A few tears fell from his eyes.

Katy chuckled and showed him that her Pokémon were fine by giving them Revives. He breathed a sigh of relief and did the same for his Pokémon.

"You also earned the Cortondo Gym Badge, and a free pastry of choice at my bakery." She told him as she gave him the first Badge.

"I'm... not hungry." They mumbled, turning away. They sat with Pecky and Catnip and tried to calm down.

Katy took the hint and told Silver she hoped to see him again, then flew back to her Gym. Silver sat for a while, then went over to Blaze.

"I... I don't want to train Charlie yet." He admitted.

Blaze smiled sweetly and offered to train him until Silver was ready. He nodded and gave them Charlie's Pokéball. The two of them camped out again that night before heading out to Mesagoza.

#toxic electricity #the blazing silver light of paldea #not my best but oh well #emotionally scarring my fictional son

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