#ooc? idc!

[min-xie]

help i cant stop drawing fem neuvillette

#minxie art #neuvifuri #genshin impact #furina #neuvillette #UGHHHHH I LOVE FURI BUT IM GETTING BRAIN DAMAGE FROM MY OWN DRAWING IF NEUVI #I RLY LOVE TALL WOMEN THAT ARE SOFT ON THE INSIDE BUT SERIOUS AND OR POTENTIALLY SCARY ON THE OUTSIDE #also im rly proud of furi here bc she looks so cute im bleating pathetically #my fave thing about drawing them is making them obsessed with each other #and giving neuvi big milkers lol #am i turning neuv into a bimb0........... LOL idc! #ooc? idc! #no ones winning against her in a yearn off #for context on the bottom left #furi dropped her DL and neuv waited the entire day after work to give it in person #also she bought a new dress and got her hair nails and makeup done bc i said so #sorry im annoying but ive always been like this lol #like if u look at my amaya sideblog it gets worse #i have an alt twt as well but its priv and that is 10 times worse too #also listened to golden hour serafina cover for like 7 hours doing this #i said bottom left but i mean right lmao L #actually i had like 2 endings for this #one is that neuv was a demon the entire time #so she remembers #the other is that neuv turns into a demon but has no memories #but i didnt want to be sad so i just made her remember

[doodleplus]

Do not separate!

#one piece #one piece fanart #sanji #monkey d luffy #roronoa zoro #zosan #black leg sanji #monkey d. luffy #zoro #one piece sanji #one piece luffy #one piece zoro #wrote this with aspec luffy aspec zoro and z/s in mind but idc which of these three you tag together #ill just be glad you enjoyed my wildly ooc comic lolol. oh and the 3d2y tattoo is on there bc i thought luffy would keep it

[cheesecakethots]

geto having a cute little non-sorcerer wife that he swears he hates.

he only marries you for your father’s riches, and so when you arrive on his doorstep he leaves the maids to tell you where you’ll be staying; the room furthest from his own.

you’ve been instructed not to so much as look at him, but he finds that he hardly sees you, anyway. you’re more like a ghost that haunts the manor than his wife.

most of the time he’ll happen to pass you sat alone in the garden, dressed in pretty kimonos that have most definitely been suited to his tastes. he hardly speaks to you, the only time he has was when the two of you had accidentally bumped into each other when turning a corner.

“watch it, monkey,” he had hissed, before continuing on with his day. he later found himself thinking on the nervous expression and faint embarrassed blush that had adorned your face. he had been tempted to smash his head against the wall to rid himself of the memory, as it plagued him the entire evening.

your father starts visiting and he has the basic decency to at least pretend as though he loves you. it results in awkward proximity and unloving kisses to your forehead, at least until your father leaves.

for some time, geto’s not entirely sure as to why you play along. you could go to your father and ask to leave this loveless marriage, could you not? then it dawns on him; your father doesn’t care, and you already know that. geto doesn’t like how a tiny part of his chest aches when he thinks too hard about that fact.

it’s not as though he leaves you locked up in some basement, withering away. you’re allowed to explore most of the manor, most of your needs can be met by asking the maids and very rarely he will permit you to visit the nearby town marketplace with some guards.

he starts seeing you more. he’ll sometimes find himself out in the garden, pretending that he has any business outside other than to keep an eye on you. he’ll never admit it, but it can sometimes calm him down, just watching you go about your day. to him it’s like watching a pet trot about, not realising their owner is watching with keen eyes. you’re still just a useless monkey, of course.

one day he discovers you crying in the garden you love so much. he’s never seen you cry before, hell, he’s hardly seen any emotions on you.

“what happened?” he finds himself asking before he can stop. you jump in your seat, not having expected him to be beside you.

“nothing, really,” you say, your voice still shaky and your hand wiping away at drying tears, “i’m sorry to have bothered you.”

he frowns, his patience quickly wearing thin. “tell me, now. what happened?”

you sigh, and some part of him can’t help but note how pretty your eyes look, despite the redness around them. he pushes the thought out before it can properly settle.

“my father sent me a letter,” you confess. “he’s… not happy with me.”

he steps closer to you. “why?”

you hesitate, your mouth opening and closing, but the expression he wears has you telling the truth.

“he wishes that i was pregnant with your child. i have told him that i am not, and never will be, and he… well, he’s not happy.”

suguru raises an eyebrow. “never will be… ?”

you blush, looking to the floor. “i know that you hate me. it may be easier for you to have a child with another.”

he scoffs.

“i don’t-“ geto pauses himself. “do you really think i’m the type of man to have a bastard with some whore?”

“w-well, no, but-“

“do you wish to stay married to me?”

you gulp. “no. i don’t.”

he pauses for a moment, seemingly considering something.

“if you give me a child, i’ll allow you to leave. you’ll still be married to me in name, but you won’t have to stay here, and you won’t be tethered to your father.”

your jaw drops for a moment, and then you collect yourself. “will i be able to see the child after i give birth?”

“sometimes,” he tells you. in reality, he doubt he’d ever let you near them, but you don’t need to know that.

“… okay.”

he finds it harder to convince himself that he hates everything about you when he has you beneath him, your ankles on his broad shoulders and your hands pressing against his back. he can’t help but fuck you even faster when hearing you whine and mewl. he wants to lick the expression you have off of your face, but refuses to indulge in the idea.

“su-su-suguru!” you cry. he stills inside you for just a moment. it’s the first time he’s ever heard you say his name. he was beginning to think you had forgotten it.

he grabs onto your wrists with one hand, pressing them above your head and manhandling you into another position, one in which he can somehow go even deeper than before.

he chuckles, low and raspy, “stupid fucking monkey…”

he’s starting to wonder if maybe he needs two kids. maybe four? hm. maybe you do have your usefulness. maybe he shouldn’t let you go, after all.

#i know this is ooc but idgaf #forgive me i haven’t watched jjk s2 and i barely remember geto but he’s hot so idc if it’s so ooc #allow me to dream #yandere geto suguru #tw yandere #tw.yandere #yandere #yanderecore #yandere jjk #yandere getou #yandere suguru geto #yandere getou suguru #geto smut #jjk smut #tw forced marriage #tw smut

[feyascorner]

Astarion is such a girl dad nobody can tell me otherwise.

Would he be a responsible parent? Maybe. It depends on which act we’re looking at. He’d give her a doll and then a pretty knife for her birthday. But gods if he doesn’t absolutely wreak havoc with a little version of himself…

You would walk in on him having a tea party with his daughter, makeup messily smeared on his face and parts of his hair tied with pink rubber bands. He looks ridiculous crouched on a tiny chair, but he takes this tea party very seriously. Your daughter does too, it seems, as they chat about some imaginary society of stuffed animals and gossip about which stuffy was rude to another.

He’d also let her play dentist on his fangs, lying on the sofa while feigning a toothache so his daughter can “treat” him with random tools around the house. If you weren’t terrified she might accidentally cut herself on how sharp his teeth are, you’d think it’s adorable.

And when I say this man dresses her, I am not over exaggerating. He teaches her early on how to do basic sewing and adjustments to her clothes, but he’s also loves to buy her little frilly bows and such that he knows she’ll like. Dresses, scarves, gloves, you name it. He loves putting on a show, so why should his own daughter walk around in dreadfully boring clothing?

On one of the occasions you join in on their tea parties, he steps out of the room for a few minutes to grab something. When he returns, your daughter is fast sleep in your lap, and you smile down softly at her. The sight makes his chest swell.

“I think she has your nose, darling,” he says as he sits down beside you.

“Has your sass, though. I caught her staring at herself in the mirror the other day too.”

He snorts and you finally lift your head to look at him. His eyes flit back and forth between you and your daughter, his features gentle. “Do you blame her? Who wouldn’t want to take after all this?”

You stifle a laugh, careful to keep from waking her. Brushing the hair out of your face, he plants his lips to your forehead while soft snores come from down at your lap.

“I fear I’ll mess up with her,” he whispers against your cheek.

You shake your head, leaning it against his shoulder. “You won’t.”

Somehow, he feels himself trusting your words. He’s always found it easy to do so when it came to you.

#is this OOC maybe #idc I need fluff #astarion ancunin #baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate astarion #bg3 astarion #astarion x tav #astarion x reader #astarion #bg3 x reader #fluff #bg3

[4me2knowandyou2wonder]

Pre- face reveal Ghost having a picture of his old-self tapped to a board in his room for the express purpose of throwing knives at it.

Someone coming in and just being like, man you must really hate whoever that is! geez!

And Ghost saying he does really hate that guy. He hates Simon.

-

After learning to love himself a little bit more he replaces it with a photo of Graves <3

#I think this is ooc but idc it was fun to think of #simon ghost riley #mw2 #cod #cod mw2 #soapghost #cod modern warfare #ghostsoap #cod headcanons #cod mwii #ghost mwii #the person might be soap

[yaksha-lover]

You were made in the image of the angel.

That’s what Rollo believes when he spots you, a speckle of light, amongst your tainted peers. You’re truly captivating to him; one so untouched by all the disgusting, dark miasma that swarms you, swirling it’s depraved fingers through your hair.

Despite magic’s presence in your life, it’s never taken root inside of you. For that, you are beautiful; the antithesis to the wicked fae that he so loathed.

He should have known Malleus would try to corrupt you. The dragon was alluring: dark tresses spilling around his broad shoulders, his piercing green eyes, and those magnificent horns upon his head. As gorgeous and charismatic as the fallen angel himself; that was what made him so dangerous.

It’s not your fault you gave into Malleus’ temptation. Rollo knows even he could have strayed from his righteous path had he been less disciplined than he was.

Still, he can’t end the burning rage when he sees the way you’ve been seduced by that man, the mark he’s begun to leave upon you.

He calms himself for a moment.

He’ll have to deal with it. For every drop of himself that Malleus has put into you, Rollo will have to cleanse you by doing the same.

Every kiss, every nip at your neck, every skirting of hands across your thighs will need to be replaced with a touch of his own, that of a pious man.

He’s sure you’ll understand - it’s only the price to pay for salvation.

#i despise him (he consumes my every waking thought) #me writing this even tho i barely know this man (sorry if it’s ooc) 💀 #idc ab canon he’s depraved and weird and wants both yuu and malleus to me 🙄 #also him just being delusional and lying to himself ab his true motivations #wym he likes yuu?? no he’s only doing the ‘right thing’ #rollo flamme x reader #rollo flamme #malleus draconia x reader #malleus draconia #twst #twisted wonderland #yandere #(ish) #tw: yandere

[dianisdibuja]

sonadow is good for the soul ok

#sonadow #sonic #sth #sth fanart #sonic fanart #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #shadow #shadow fanart #sonic the hedghog fanart #sonic x shadow #gays #kinda ooc but idc #fanart #procreate

[roseboysstuff]

Thinking about fuckbuddy ghost (this is ftm reader btw)

Ghost who is amazing in bed, his cock dragging orgasm after orgasm out of your cunt

Ghost who doesn't really give the best aftercare, cleans you up and then waves goodbye

Ghost who totally doesn't love you, you're just a convenient lay

Ghost who loves watching you ride his cock, your hair bouncing and your eyes squeezed shut. The pleasure evident on your face. "Beautiful." He thinks, distantly, as his cock explodes with pleasure, shooting the familiar hot seed into you.

Ghost who starts watching you every time he fucks you. He can't get enough of your face. You just look so handsome, all covered in sweat and your face flush with pleasure.

Ghost who still definitely doesn't love you.

Ghost who argues with you, when you tell him you're catching feelings for him. He's mad, because now he has to face his own feelings.

Ghost who watches you run away to your room, crying. His pride preventing him from following you. Despite how much he wants to gather you in his arms, and love you.

Ghost who doesn't get the chance to apologise, as he's sent on a solo mission, lasting for 4 months straight. Who doesn't know what's happening back in the base, during his absence.

Soap who sees your heartbroken expression, and can't stand it.

Soap who brings you a beer, saying "bottom's up", in his glorious scottish accent.

Soap who listens all night, as you pour your heart out to him, crying until your eyes are dry and bloodshot. Who hugs you, until the alcohol makes you drift off peacefully.

Soap who's still there the next morning, stroking your hair, and helping you through your hangover. The care and affection making you melt slightly, not knowing what you needed.

Soap who desperately wants to ask you out, but is patient. He knows you need space.

Soap who can't wait anymore, who only 2 months after Ghost has left, takes you out. Who sits with you on a grassy hill, watching the sun go down. Holding your hand, and sipping some wine.

Soap who takes you back to bed that night, and unlike the rough thrusts and near silence of Ghost, is sweet. His honeyed words like a balm to your soul, his tender touches sending hot shivers down your spine. Who's cock isn't as big as Ghost's but who treats you like a precious gem.

Soap who makes you climax as many times as you want that night, and who finally fills you with his seed, only after making sure it's what you truly want.

Soap who gives perfect aftercare, holding you, reassuring you, loving you.

Soap Johnny who is the perfect boyfriend, and who after only a few weeks, when you're suddenly pregnant with his child, doesn't abandon you.

Johnny who proposes right then and there, not wanting you to feel abandoned ever again.

Ghost who returns from his mission, ready to apologise to you, knowing now that he really does love you.

Ghost who sees the strange looks, as he asks about you.

Ghost who is told about both yours and Johnny's honourable discharges.

Ghost Simon who sits in his room in the barracks, desperately trying to find any lingering remnants of your scent on his bed

Simon who cries that night, remembering your face, wanting to see it again. Not just flush with pleasure, but bright with joy. Grinning and laughing, smiling at him with the love he now feels tortured by

Simon who receives an invite to your's and Johnny's wedding, and covers it with his tears that night.

Simon who stands there, in a black suit, watching the love of his life walk down the aisle, with the protuding baby bump under your wedding clothes. But he's not standing at the end of the aisle.

Simon Riley, who watches as you change your last name to MacTavish, desperately wishing you were changing it to Riley

Johnny MacTavish, who holds you tightly, thankful for the chance to have you. Who'll never treat you wrong.

Your husband and father of your baby, Johnny, who made you believe in love again.

#this is different that what I usually write #but I've been building it in my head for days #and I desperately wanted to write it #maybe ooc for both of them but idc #ftm reader #male reader #x reader #ghost x reader #simon riley x reader #simon ghost x reader #soap x reader #johnny soap mactavish x reader #cod x reader

[krasnyel]

movie night

#idc if it’s ooc let them have their ‘calm before the storm’ moment #also i was thinking of the early 90s when drew this #so what movie are they watching? #connor roy #kendall roy #siobhan roy #shiv roy #roman roy #succession #krasnyel post #artist on tumblr #digital art

[krissis-averted]

not alone read left to right contextless thang i just wanted to draw it... smth smth twis big bro mentality

#meow art #lu fanart #linked universe #linked universe fanart #lu twilight #lu hyrule #i dont think twi doesnt trust the others abilities #i just think hes much more ready to throw himself into harms way for others #why? hes seen ppl suffer bc he couldnt act quickly enough so hes gonna do his damn best #rulie is used to working on his lonesome #a buddy said his games are the loneliest #so i think he would be able to tell whats going inside twis mind when he gets like this #idc its probs ooc hehe #but its fun to me

[licebrain]

3 am but i needed to post….i foresaw this in a dream (my friend sent me the meme a few minutes ago)

#ooc but idc its funny to me #hetalia #hws finland #aph finland #aph nordics #hws nordics #im not tagging all of them lol #sufin cameo so cool

[catcze]

Wriothesley who catches sight of you at Marcotte Station, speaking to the flowers and laughing with the rainbow roses. The jingle of your glee is easy for him to make out— it's a sound he had dedicated himself to try and pull from you whenever he could, of course.

He finds you amidst the shrubbery, crouched and with numerous colored blooms around you. You listen and you converse with the plants in a way he has seen only you do, fingers and hands dancing as you talk. The soft green glow of dendro rains from the tips of your fingers, and the green vision at your side glows as you imbue these blooms with the power you hold.

He lets you bask with your friends the flowers for a while longer, leaning against the trunk of a tree as he looks on with a fond smile. You practically glow out here. The wind is in your hair and the sunlight casts lights into your eyes. If he didn't know any better, he would think that you're a flower here as well, brought to life by the earth and blooming with happiness and joy.

The wind blows through the flowers then, making them shake in the breeze as if they're whispering a secret to you and giggling all the while. You listen for just a second, then look over to the side, where your gaze meets his. The flowers continue to giggle amongst themselves when they see the flush on his cheeks and the way he shyly waves to you.

It's almost embarrassing how he's so smitten with you that even flowers can see it.

But you grin at his appearance, standing up and brushing the grass from your clothes as you run the distance to him. This time, he thinks, awestruck of how you shine in the sunlight. In his pockets, his hand plays with the chain of the pretty but expensive necklace he had bought for you. His heart raced in nerves, in fear. In excitement. This time I'll finally confess how I really feel.

#「 🐈‍⬛ 」 catcze.desserts #Wriothesley x reader #genshin impact x reader #Wriothesley #Genshin Impact #cw gn reader #might be ooc but IDC !! love me a man who gets gooey and embarrassing and gross when he's pining & in love ♡

[bakubunny]

f!reader | part 1 | it had been a week since toji was a total creep and overheard what you’d assumed was private, personal time, and the last thing he’d do was let it go. now he was making a point to get in your space. he’d touch you unnecessarily, make smart remarks. and it was irritating as hell, having to constantly push him away; it was hard enough to look him in the face or keep your cheeks from flushing. but seeing you flustered only seemed to egg him on, no matter how many times you’d told him to, “back the fuck off, toji.”

“i think you mean daddy, sweetheart,” he’d said this morning. if it weren’t for the fact that he looked twice your size and was clearly infinitely stronger than you, you’d probably deck the nasty old creep, but you knew better. at this point you’d considered finding a new place to live several times until you remembered that he was letting you live with him for almost nothing.

but now, as you stood at the front door, it took everything you had not to slam it shut when your boyfriend left. he was doing it again, accusing you of sleeping with your coworkers, his friends, your roommate. but you weren’t. tears welled in your eyes as you wondered why the hell you put up with his shit yet again when toji - in a rare moment of what seemed like kindness - asked that from behind you.

“why do you keep that piece a shit around?” he said.

you jumped at his voice, not having heard him as entered the room.

“doesn’t matter. i don’t fucking know anymore,” you replied. you tried to walk past him, but he was a wall in front of you. “move. please.”

aaaand of course, the snark was back.

“please, what, pretty girl?” his voice was low and smooth like honey as he spoke.

“cut the bullshit,” you said as your cheeks flared with heat.

toji leaned against the hallway entrance, unwilling to move.

“i said move.” your patience was already thin.

toji lifted your chin with that stupid fucking look that made you weak in the knees, the one you’d wanted to wipe off his face so badly all week. “gettin’ tired of your bitchy attitude, princess. don’t make me show you how to behave.”

you ignored the heated throb between your legs. “you’re such a fucking perv.”

he scoffed. “yeah, one that’s got you touchin’ yourself every fuckin’ night. beggin’ me to fuck you. cryin for daddy to come stuff your cunt til you’re too dumb to speak.”

your chest grew hot.

“c’mon, brat. two little words. what d’ya got to lose, some greasy twerp who’s sleepin’ around on ya?” he asked.

the words stung. you knew he was right.

your fists balled up as your face burned hotter still. “please, daddy.”

the grin on his face was almost sickening. “tell daddy what you want,” he taunted.

a thought ran through your head. so much of you wanted to tell him to move so you could hide, sleep off the tears you were just put through. but toji was right.

what did you have to lose?

“fuck me.”

.   ݁ ˖ ࣪ . ⋆ * .♡ *:･ﾟ.   ݁ ˖ ࣪ . ⋆ * .♡ *:･ﾟ.   ݁ ˖ ࣪ .

“shit, toji-” you whined.

a heavy, wet, plap-plap-plap filled the room as toji drove his thick, veiny cock into your cunt. he groaned hearing his name on your lips, so desperate and slurred. so much better than when you’d fucked yourself thinking of him.

“c’mon, baby. say my name, tell me who fucks you this good, huh?” he growled.

toji’s tongue ran up the side of your neck from behind. your fingers curled deeper into the sheets as a shiver ran down your back; he sucked and nibbled at tender spots along your neck, leaving a trail of marks behind. you moaned his name and cursed again. drool dribbled into the bed as the last syllable of his name was drawn out on your lips.

“tha’s a good girl,” he said before landing a hard strike on your ass.

“ah! daddyyy,” you cried out. your cunt fluttered in response.

you were so full of toji’s cock that you couldn’t think, could hardly breathe. you’d be thankful he had you on your stomach so you could lay there and take it, but he’s so thick and big that every thrust made you feel split wide open as your pussy clenched around him, your body limp.

toji leaned back. thick, calloused fingers gripped your hips harder. he looked down and watched your ass ripple in front of him from the impact of his thrust, mesmerized by the soft thickness of your thighs. he groaned seeing the cream you left on his cock the more he fucked you. you pushed your hips up a little to meet his thrust and adjust the angle, but toji stopped you.

“ah ah, babygirl, daddy’s gonna do all the work for ya,” he said. “fuck ya better than that useless prick ever did. ain’t that right?”

his massive hands slid up to your waist and pinned you to the bed as he adjusted the angle of his thrust, his cock dragging along your sweet spot and hitting a deep, tender point that had your legs trembling, brain melting into mush.

“yes, so much better. fuck, s’perfect, please don’ stop,” you moaned.

it was that moment when your phone lit up again, buzzing with a name you wanted to forget. your now ex-boyfriend. toji let out a frustrated grunt and grabbed your phone. he tossed it next to your face.

“answer the damn phone so he stops calling,” toji said.

he hadn’t even been gone twenty minutes and he’d called three times in the last five, probably to beg you to forgive him.

“n-no you g-gotta stop, toji, what are-”

toji scoffed. his thrusts softened as he answered the phone and put it on speaker. you made some semblance of an attempt to not sound like you were fucked out of your mind.

“babe? what do you need?”

toji’s hips rolled into yours as he slowly fucked you, dragging over your sweet spot in long strokes as you bit your knuckles. your eyes rolled and you swallowed a pant while you waited for a response.

“babyyy, princess, i’m so sorry. listen, i know you’d never-”

he was cut off by your cry and the helpless moans that followed as toji unexpectedly resumed his hard, heavy pace, slamming his hips into yours. the wet clapping of your pussy against him was loud enough that it had to be heard on the other line. without thinking you, you whined toji’s name, loud and clear with your phone still in sight.

“you filthy fucking bitch-”

toji took the call off speaker as your ex-boyfriend screamed, still connected but now much quieter as he brought the receiver closer. he leaned down and pulled a fistful of your hair. “s’not my name princess. try again.”

without being prompted, you did all the work for him.

“f-f-fuck, daddyyy, fuck, please make me cum, please, y’so fucking big, feels so good. need’a cum on your cock,” you babbled mindlessly.

toji laughed quietly. “ya hear that? that’s what a slut should sound like. bet ya never made her moan like this.”

rather than hang up, your ex only seemed to get angrier hearing toji’s voice. toji left the call running.

“i know babygirl, daddy’s so big, huh?” he said into your ear. “you can take it, sweetie. take it like a good girl f’me.”

your cunt fluttered and clenched around him like a vice. toji moaned, his lips connecting with your skin - your neck, shoulder, ear. “fuck, y’so - tight. gonna make me - cum.”

feeling toji swell and throb inside your walls with every thrust only pushed you that much closer as your legs shook hard. “m’ so c-close, shit, please don’t stop, daddy-”

“that’s it pretty girl. cum, make a mess on my fucking cock,” toji said.

your orgasm came crashing down over your body in waves as toji held you tighter and fucked you through it until the tight grip of your cunt pulled him over the edge.

“that’s my girl, mmm f-fuck, such a - good slut.”

toji came with a loud groan that rumbled on your back and made you shudder underneath him as ropes of hot cum spilled into your pussy, filling you to the brim.

at some point, the call had ended. toji grabbed your phone immediately after he came and opened up the front facing camera. he grabbed the bulk of your hair in one hand to pull your head back and held your phone in the other in front of you both, his body massive compared to yours underneath him.

“smile for the camera, princess,” he said.

he took a picture of your sweaty, fucked out face next to his and opened your messages. he pulled up the picture. “don’t come back.”

send.

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#💖 #this is so cringe #and probably ooc #don’t perceive me #toji is too nice here but idc I tried #tw daddy kink #toji smut #toji fushiguro #toji zenin #toji x reader #jjk toji #fushiguro toji #jjk #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen smut #bakubunny #this might disappear bc I’m self conscious 🥴

[nonbinaryaubrey]

hes.. well hes trying!

(inspired by this post !! SORRY its been on my mind all day

bonus. it worked.somehow<3

#i miss sunburn this is my first sunburn in foreeever.its a bit ooc but idc #omori #sunny omori #aubrey omori #sunburn omori #aubrey.png

[kyokyeo]

I HAVE BEEN THINKING OF TERUMOB FIGHTING FOR MONTHS AND IVE FINALLY DONE IT

#mob psycho 100 #mp100 #terumob #shigeo kageyama #teruki hanazawa #my art #idc if its ooc i just wanted to see them fight with fists

[abyssruler]

if you don’t love me (lie to my face)

dan heng x gn!reader (past dan feng x reader)

he wants you to see him beyond the shadow that his previous incarnation cast. he wants to push you away, wants to hold you close, wants to hear his name spill from your lips without the taint of another man’s name. he wants you, but you cannot bring yourself to let go of the past.

angst

“Stop looking at me like that.”

You tilt your head, feigning obliviousness. “Like what?”

“Like that,” he huffs, averting his eyes uncomfortably to the horizon, if only so he may escape the longing, almost melancholic sheen that glazes over your eyes whenever you look at him.

“Sorry,” you sigh, but you make no move to tear your gaze away from the sight of him, drinking in every detail, cataloguing which ones are the same and which ones leave you mournful for the differences that shatter the illusion of a time gone by. “It’s just hard, sometimes, to look at you and not imagine someone else.”

He frowns at your words. “I’m not him.”

You smile, something brittle at the edges of it. “I know.”

“He’s gone,” he grits out.

“I know.”

“I won’t—”

“Dan Heng.”

He pauses at the sound of his name, turning his head and meeting your eyes again. You’re smiling, but there’s a fragility to it, like broken glass pieced together haphazardly, threatening to shatter at the slightest touch. It’s maddening to look at you and feel the acute sense of his heart twisting within his chest whenever he so much as catches a glimpse of you.

He doesn’t want to feel this way, hates feeling this way. Any connection to that man, any ties and bonds and whatever emotions you once made Dan Feng feel—he doesn’t want it. He wants none of the headiness and the weightlessness and the warmth that spreads through his body that it feels as though it could encompass the entirety of his soul.

But you make him want to want so fiercely it leaves him breathless and little frightened.

He wishes you never approached him, wishes you never got close to him, wishes you never directed such looks his way.

But mostly, he wishes you weren’t so easy to like (easy to love).

“I know, okay? I know you’re not him, but—” You close your eyes, fighting for composure, and when you open them again, he is met with a gaze full of hope and regret. “But just this once, just for a few seconds, could you let me pretend?”

Dan Heng feels his throat tighten, his heart falling with no one to catch it, because you’re not truly seeing him, no. You’ve never seen him for who he is, only the man who continues to haunt his every waking moment. Even now, he feels the weight of Dan Feng’s past mistakes and regrets heavy on his shoulders with the way you’re looking at him, pleading with him for a chance to relive a time long gone.

He knows he shouldn’t, if only so he may spare his heart, and yet—and yet, he is a fool.

However much he wants to deny this—deny you—he has always been weak when it comes to matters regarding you and the emotions you’ve managed to instill within him.

So Dan Heng nods, unable to look you in the eye, but he doesn’t need to see you to feel the way you slump against him in relief, arms winding around his shoulders in a mockery of a lover’s embrace.

This is madness. A foolish endeavor. He should have said no. Should have vehemently denied any sort of connection with that man. Should have turned you away the moment you began reminiscing your time with that man whenever you became lost in old memories and grief.

And yet, he does none of this, because he is weak, because he has gone soft, because—

Because he loves you.

He loves you, so he lets you hold him the way you must have held that man.

He loves you, so he lets you imagine him as someone else.

He loves you, so he lets you bury your face in his shoulder and murmur a name that isn’t his.

“Dan Feng…”

Dan Heng closes his eyes and dreams of a day where you will finally look at him without seeing another man’s face.

#if this is ooc idc i haven’t played any of the quests post 1.1 update so :P #anyway dan feng hrmfskdj teehee #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #dan feng x reader #dan heng x reader #imbibitor lunae x reader #gn reader