#sav ask

[that-guy-sleepy-miles]

This but with black shoes instead-

Oh goodness, seems like the princess has some admirers!

#red son #lmk red son #red son monkie kid #hong hai'er #sav art #lmk #monkie kid #sav ask #fantasy2reality-things-blog #sav doodle #mei lmk #long xiaojiao #lmk mk #qi xiaotian #also I am NOT drawing shoes

[mci-writing]

heyy~ may i habe, hcs nsfw of senku, tsukasa, and gen fucking their s/o in the kitchen? like senku you guys fucked up something and waiting on an order, tsukasa takes you while youre making breakfast or something, and gen uses cream from a pastry youre making to lick it off your body? thank you ily i hope i did this right lol.

This has been years in the making, huh?

Sexy Kitchen Times (w/ Senku Ishigami, Tsukasa Shishiou, and Gen Asagiri):

TW: smut, modern/no petrification/post petrification au, small bit of bondage in Gen's part (he ties reader's wrists to the bedpost), no beta whoops, overstim in Senku's part, Tsukasa fucks his s/o next to a still hot stove 🤷🏾‍♀️

Ishigami Senku:

You had tried warning him from the get-go that substituting the recipe's ingredients with chemicals from his lab would be a horrible idea (esp when he pulled his Bunsen Burner seemingly out of thin air), but nooo he wanted you to trust the science process bc he was more than 1 billion percent sure it would work

Now you were standing in the middle of a nearly destroyed kitchen while ordering from the noodle place down the block, sending your lover a glare he knows a little too well when science experiments that involve you go horribly wrong

He hugs you from behind after cleaning up most of the mess, burying his face in your neck as he pulls you closer to him

This was what your friends deemed the affection maneuver, a move Senku only makes when he knows he might be sleeping on the couch for the night

"Y'know, it's so sexy when you get mad like this, dragonfruit" He'll teasingly whisper along the shell of your ear, pressing soft kisses into your skin while his fingers rub sensual circles into your hips

And for the moment, you completely forget about the kitchen debacle when his lips meet yours, turning you in his hold and helping you settle on the counter. He tugs your top off between kisses, nipping at whatever skin he can reach while his one of his hands happily move to fondle your chest

And, like always, it ends with you riding his cock (bc his stamina maxed out smh), your hands gripping onto his thighs for dear life as his tip nudges at a certain sensitive spot while he times the delivery guy through calculating the speed of your rocking and the pitch of your moans, who is definitely 10 minutes late this time

Your brain is mush by the time the food does get there, Senku happily coaxing orgasm after orgasm out of you with a sweet "Just one more? So I can make it up to you?". It's the closest he can get to you forgetting the whole conundrum and he gets to watch your face shift in overstimulated pleasure

He does still sleep on the couch later that night, but it's only for a couple minutes before you cave and make him eat you out as payback (which you both know is just going to lead to a round of competitive sex, but I'll mind my best)

Asagiri Gen:

You'd already had an idea this would happen when Gen kept making innuendos about the glaze you'd made for your donuts earlier in the day, but a part of you wasn't really taking his words seriously until he'd told you to wait on the bed

I mean, you couldn't really go anywhere with your wrists tied to the bedpost, but you could hear the small happy pep in his step as he made his way back to you with the icing bag nuzzled snuggly in his hold

"Baby, look what I've got," He eagerly coos as he towers over your body, setting his knee beside you as he slides in closer on the bed. He holds the tip over your lips, squeezing enough for a little bit of the sweet concoction to spill out.

After your tongue swipes the small bit away, he gets to work setting a small dollop on each of your sensitive parts, stopping to admire his work once he finishes

He ensures that you've been licked clean of any stick sweet residue by the time he's finished, keeping track that you're thoroughly prepped before nestling into your welcoming heat

And he happily covers certain areas of your body with the cream again before fully allowing himself to go to town, enjoying the way his cum mixes with the sugary substance on your skin

Shishio Tsukasa:

"Ts-Tsukasa..." You manage out in an airy tone, tightly gripping the counter as the head of his cock nudges at your entrance. The small sounds you make as he pushes the head all the way in only make him smirk

He leans forward as he pushes fully inside, taking the time to cut the stove off before his hand softly grips your hips and drags you back against him.

"You shouldn't have teased me so much," He softly states into your ear, tugging on the lower back tie of your apron so it hangs freely from your body by the tie around your neck. His right-hand moves to grab at the plush fat of your ass, a smack sounding as he brings his heavy palm down and squeezes as soon as he gets a good grip on it

He easily slides in and out from the perfect combination of spit and lube, the tight hold on your hip allowing him to push and pull against you as he pleases

Each spill of his name from your lips only encourages him to go faster, the breakfast you'd been hard at work creating forgotten with each deep thrust he made inside, stars clouding your mind

#senku ishigami x reader #ishigami senkuu x reader #ishigami senku x reader #ishigami senkuu #ishigami senku #senkuu ishigami x reader #asagiri gen #asagiri gen x reader #gen asagiri x reader #shishiou tsukasa #shishio tsukasa #tsukasa shishio x reader #tsukasa shishiou x reader #shishio tsukasa x reader #shishiou tsukasa x reader #I love how Senkuu's is silly goofy and Gen and Tsukasa's is straight smut 😭 #He's my leek boy fr it's why I write him like that I promise #Sav forgot she sent this until I read the ask on the phone to her sksksj #giving her her very little tsukasa sauce like the bestest buddy that I am mhm mhm #hope you enjoyed

[ysljoon]

Hey savvvv<3 So i have a request, can you write like a established relationship smut of like simon (from cod) going absolutely feral while you ride his face? Thank youuu love you pookie🤍🤍

riding simon 'ghost' riley's face

warnings: oral (f receiving), use of pet names (lovie, sweetheart), afab reader (no use of y/n), overstimulation a/n: jay i really hope you like this im sorry for the delay oh em gee <3 MINORS DNI (have your age in your bio or you're getting blocked)

Simon had been gone on an operation for two months and you were counting down the days until he was home. Today was the day and you were sitting on the couch busily scrolling through different apps to keep yourself occupied. You couldn’t tell if it was minutes or hours until you heard the lock to the door turn and squeak on its hinges. You jumped up from your seat and scampered to see Simon placing his duffel bags on the floor and starting to take off the balaclava. Once the mask was off he met your eyes and and you couldn’t contain yourself you leapt yourself on to him and he caught you with ease. You planted kisses on every corner of his face you could reach, not even caring about the residual paint around his eyes.

“Simon, I missed you so much.” You tucked your head into his neck muffling your words a little.

“I missed you too lovie.” He traveled through the home with you still clinging on to him and once he found the bedroom he positioned you on the edge and started to kiss you with more passion and hunger. You loved when Simon used his height to dominate you and having him looming over you right now is all you dreamed about while he was away. Your hands roamed around all over his body and you felt some relief when you didn’t feel any new wounds on his torso and only the old scars you have become acquainted with over the years. 

You moved your hands down to his belt buckle and he stopped you by grabbing your wrists while not even pulling away from your lips. His reflexes never failed to leave you in awe. “You don’t hafta do anythin’ for me tonight. I’m gonna make up for all the time I left you alone. Gonna make my girl feel so good.” Hearing his gruff voice mixed with the intentions he had for you had you clenching your thighs together to get some relief for yourself. This action did not go missed by Simon. “Aw my poor girl needs to get off so bad. Let me help you sweetheart.” He crawled on to the bad so he was right above you and slid your pants fully off till you were only left in your shirt (its his shirt actually but that's neither here nor there) and panties. He pressed a thumb to your aching clit and rubbed small and slow circles but it was enough to already have you twitching. He was teasing your covered cunt and you let out whiny little whimpers hoping that was enough to give Simon enough of a hint that you need more. Simon usually would make you use your words to beg for what you need from him, but he was already mean enough for having to leave you for months. He doesn't want to make this harder for you tonight knowing how needy both you and him are.

He moved his face in between your legs and nipped the waistband of your panties and dragged them down to your ankles. He released the cloth from between his teeth and placed a gentle kiss on your very sensitive bud. “Come sit on my face lovie I need to taste you so bad. I’ve thought about your delicious fuckin’ cunt day in and day out while I was gone I need it.” You positioned yourself over his lips and while you had planned to only hover he wrapped his arms around your thighs and dragged you down till your fully bodyweight sank down on him. His lips wrapped around your clit and he sucked with so much force it had your back arching and you were crying out. Your hands tried to find purchase and clutched onto his shoulders. “C-Christ Simon. I won’t last at all if you keep it up.” “Just keep takin’ it sweetheart.” He punctuated his sentence with a nibble on your thigh and swiped his tongue along your soaked slit and inserted it inside. He hungrily ate you out and you felt an impending orgasm coming and you grinded against his tongue for extra pressure.

Your orgasm consumed your whole body and your thighs trembled around SImon’s head. You thought he would give you a small break before continuing, but he kept going and the overstimulation had you trying to pry yourself off of Simon’s face but his muscular arms gripped you in place and you couldn’t escape. “No use running from me lovie, I’m a man starved. Hope you get comfortable because you’re gonna be here for a long while.” You looked down and saw his smirk with your essence dripping down his chin.

#sav's asks #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley x you #ghost x you #ghost headcanons #simon riley #ghost cod #ghost call of duty #cod headcanons #cod mw2

[tboygareth]

89 and Steddie 😌

hiiii baby!!! i love this prompt thank you sooooo much!!

89. “YOU SENT ME PICTURES OF YOU NAKED WHILE I WAS IN A WORK MEETING!” word count: 941 tags: modern au, nsfw, mastubation, references to Dom/sub dynamics

After pressing send, Eddie just… waited. He knew he would be waiting for a while, because he knew that Steve was in a meeting right now, but… oh, the reaction he was going to get from that was going to be heavenly. 

Eddie didn’t usually take nudes. Not because he thought they were tacky or anything, he just… he didn’t really care to take the time to set up anything special, and sending Steve a picture of his hard cock in his fist just seemed like twenty somethings shit. They were above that. They were married for fuck’s sake. Who sends their husband a bad picture of their hard dick in their fist at thirty five years old, y’know?

This one was good, though. Eddie had just gotten out of the shower after knocking out a couple chapters of the new novel he was writing, and his skin was glistening with water droplets. The sunlight that was coming through the bedroom window was hitting Eddie’s skin just so, and so he stood in front of their full length mirror and snapped a few pictures on his phone. His cock and balls looked terrific, if Eddie could be so fucking bold - wet and heavy and half hard after spending his entire shower thinking about Steve.

Maybe later, when Steve got home from work, he would be in such a frenzy over the pictures that he would just have to rip all of his husband’s clothes off and have his wicked way with him.

Laying back on the bed, Eddie tugged at himself a few times at the thought, bringing himself to full hardness in a few short strokes. He could picture it now, Steve getting out of his meeting and seeing the photos, his face turning that lovely shade of red it so often did when he was turned on in public. He would call Eddie, compliment the picture, promise things for when he gets home.

Eddie was fully hard now, precome leaking from his slit as he really got into it. With his head thrown back, fucking into his fist, Eddie groaned. He thought of Steve again, how Steve’s been having a hard time keeping his hands off of Eddie for weeks now, how he would get home from work every day recently wanting to lay Eddie out on the bed and fuck him till dinnertime.

Eddie wasn’t exactly gonna complain. He loved Steve, he loved sleeping with Steve. The things they did together was like nothing Eddie had ever done before with a lover. 

When he thought about their sex life, Eddie was reminded of all the firsts he’d shared with Steve; the first time Steve tied him up, the first time Steve choked him, the first time Steve bent him over his lap and spanked him. Eddie had called Steve Daddy more than he ever even called his own father that as a child and y’know what? Good. 

Eddie was starting to get into it now, thinking about Steve fucking into him from behind, from above him, from below him while Eddie ride his cock. He was pumping his fist, stroking himself, the sound of it wet in the quiet of their bedroom. His chest was hot with sweat, the sensation of his approaching release beginning to build in his balls and his gut, and just when Eddie was almost there, his phone rang.

Steve.

“Hey, baby,” he panted into the phone. “Thinkin’ about you right now.”

“YOU SENT ME PICTURES OF YOU NAKED WHILE I WAS IN A WORK MEETING!” 

Steve’s tone brought Eddie up short. He sounded accusatory. He sounded mad.

“Uh, yeah? Why, did you not like them?”

Steve sighed. “No. Babe. I loved them. Obviously. But you know who didn’t like them? Human fucking Resources. The founding goddamn partners of the firm. I could have lost my fucking job just now, Eddie.”

Oh. Oh shit.

“Oh, shit, sweetheart, what happened?”

Eddie’s stomach dropped and he was… soft. Eddie was laying there, butt ass naked on their bed with his flaccid dick in his hand, his heart pounding at the idea of Steve’s bosses - whom Eddie had alreadt met several times at the office holiday parties - seeing pictures of Eddie’s cock. How the fuck would that even happen?

“So you know my MacBook is attached to my phone, right? That’s kinda the whole thing with Apple products?”

“Oh, shit.”

“Yeah. Oh, shit. I was fucking presenting my proposal, Eds. It’s the end of the fucking quarter. We’re making numbers, thanks to me, and this proposal… goddammit, Eddie. We had to call a stop to the meeting. The pictures, they…”

“Oh, fuck.”

“Yeah. They were cropped… not well.” Steve sighed again. “I hope you’re embarrassed and I hope you know you’re going to be hearing about it at the Christmas party this year.”

“Jesus Christ. Did anyone see my dick?”

“Yeah!” Steve laughed, but there was no humor in it. “Everyone saw your dick. God, at least it’s a nice dick. One of the women on my team congratulated me.”

Eddie groaned. “Was it Sandra?”

“Yeah.”

“How long’s it gonna be till people at work can laugh about it?”

“Oh, Eds, I’m pretty sure they’re already laughing about it. I did have to meet with HR, though. You can’t be doing that shit.”

“Yeah,” Eddie sighed. “Yeah, I’m sorry. Other than that, how’d the meeting go?”

And Steve laughed. It was a beautiful sound, that laugh. It was like music. And Eddie has always loved music. Almost as much as he loved Steve.

#prompts are closed <33 #ask games #bee's blurbs #sav <333 #steddie

[savvage-arts]

Hi I don’t think I’ve asked you yet, do you take drawing requests? Would you be willing to draw-

Teen-high-binder Transmasc Normal? :D

Only if Taylor can have a matching miku binder

#dndads #dungeons and daddies #congrats on passing 100 teen high binder anon<3 #you are a backbone to this community #ty for the ask<3 #normal oak #taylor swift dndads #taylor swift not that one #dndads s2 #savs art #this was a great relaxing doodle after finishing my zines #i dont specifically hc taylor as trans but it was too funny to pass up

[cowboybrunch]

"would you peel an orange for me" and "would you still love me if i was a worm" are the same question

would you love me needy? would you love me helpless? would you be kind to me and expect nothing in return? if i couldn't speak or hold your hand or do the dishes, would you still be gentle with me? would you wash my hair? would you resent me? would i be a burden to you? am i a burden to you now? and if i am, are you willing to shoulder it? can i rely on you? do you love me? do you love me?

#sav is writing #my love has never peeled an orange for me #but he hands me open soda cans because he knows the tabs hurt my fingers #he turns the music up while we're eating because he knows i hate the sound of chewing #he saves me the blue sour patch kids because theyre my favorite #i dont need to hand him an orange and ask if he'd peel it. of course he would. he does it every day

[bruhstation]

I need to throw him into the sun (affectionate)

HE LOOKS SO CUTE HERE HI………. I love his fluffy coat fur and smile. He looks so much more polite here ….. thank you for drawing the blue eyed menace

#asks #savs-avvy #for me #casa tidmouth #ttte spencer #SPENCER I LOVE YOU SPENCER (VEINS POPPING OUT OF MY HEAD) #thank you for drawing him!!!!! hes handsome and I’d like to CATAPULT HIM THROUGH THE STRATOSPHERE #your art style is so pleasing and really soft looking…… #Im gonna shake him round and round

[landinrris]

I'm late to the whole Lando and Martin G party but having caught up in the last two weeks including that long anon post you had, all I'll say is if Martin G was female, the gossip columns would be going insane, there would be a million TikToks tracking their time together and Martin would have a load of dedicated instagram closet fan account by now.

Oh 100%. Co-signed. Notarized.

If Martin was a girl, he'd be higher up on the gossip pages' priority lists than half the shit they talk about now.

Watching the gossip pages psychoanalyze everything anyone does these last handful of months is my poptart bowl. It's so fucking funny

#thay f1gossipofficial account posted sav's instagram from dubai earlier and was like ''guys he's obviously here. everyone he knows is'' #and then two hours later that pool pic came out. when you try your best but you dont succeed #norrix #ask

[synnthamonsugar]

Hello, Eris Morn Fan... I want to play a game.

The rules are simple: You have 6 hours to write a fanfic, draw fanart, construct a lore essay, meta post, or other piece of Eris-centric speculative or creative content. However, in the course of creating this ... you must exclude The Drifter from her narrative. Platonic or romantic. As a co-starring character, or referential callback.

Not even a "trust" will be permitted.

Should you fail, Seth Dickinson will write into the next Collector's Edition booklet a scene where Eris comes out as lesbian and/or some combination of aro/ace, instantly collapsing both the D2 team's and fandom's interest in her as a beloved piece of M/F ship-bait and romantic prize for the funnyguy of the moment, the only two things women in this fandom (like most fandoms) are allowed to be.

Work quickly... time is running out.

#I'm sorry but going into the destiny tag on AO3 and seeing 10 bajillion drifter/eris fics and like three ikora/eris fics #and even fewer platonic ikora & eris or eris & xivu or eris & sav fics #in the season that centers on eris' relationships to ikora and xivu and savathun #makes me want to bite #like i get that fandom writ large doesn't care about women characters and cares about woc characters even less #so its not surprising. per se. #but its disappointing that EVEN WHEN the writing seems to be making an earnest attempt at exploring eris' relationships with women #(admittedly with an element of drifter/eris subtext because we can't have shit) #everyone still ignores it. #synnthposting #ask 2 tag

[needle-noggins]

12. candles! [can't go wrong with some candles!]

"Okay, fine, if you're going to insist on celebrating my birthday, can I at least get candles to blow out?" Vash asks, resting his chin on the back of his bridged hands. Batting his eyelashes.

"Candles," Wolfwood scoffs. "In this economy?"

"Vash, how old are you again?" Meryl raises an eyebrow.

"A hundred and fifty-two," He replies, deadpan.

The image of a great fire lit by a hundred candles flashes into Wolfwood's mind. He can smell the smoke, see when it would rage into an inferno and catch the bar's liquor-soaked counter and bring the whole place up in flames. He can hear the screams of terror, see the angry owner's face as he runs their little gang out of town.

Wolfwood leans across the table and narrows his eyes. "You get two."

#sav fic #trigun #trigun mini fic #ask game

[that-guy-sleepy-miles]

I don’t see what’s wrong with hc’ing that wukong has trouble with reading and spelling. He spells dead d-e-d. I like to hc wukong is dyslexic because I myself am dyslexic. I’m asian, asians have dyslexia too, and there’s still a lot of stigma in the home countries. So what cultural context are you talking about?

At no point did I say Asians can't have dyslexia. I have friends who headcanon he has dyslexia, and there is no issue with that. The issue is NOT people who believe he has trouble reading and spelling, but people who make jokes about or genuinely believe he cannot read.

There are lots of different ways of saying he has trouble with those things other than saying he can't fucking read, and you as a dyslexic person should understand that.

Your headcanon is fine. I am in no way attacking you. I said nothing about that in my posts.

#sav ask #anon ask #lmk #sun wukong #dyslexia

[inafieldofdaisies]

WIP Wednesday | Tagged by @jacobsneed <3 | Tagging @adelaidedrubman @thesingularityseries @socially-awkward-skeleton @direwombat @euryalex @detectivelokis @nightbloodbix @aceghosts @madparadoxum @g0dspeeed @trench-rot @josephseedismyfather @josephslittledeputy @theelderhazelnut @purplehairsecretlair @jinfromyarikawa @shegetsburned @clicheantagonist @poisonedtruth @vampireninjabunnies-blog @cassietrn @wrathfulrook @voidika @harmonyowl @strangefable @schoute and anyone with something to share <3

For this Wednesday you all are getting a little something from Sabrina and Savannah (cute as hell) and more of John slowly losing his mind. Then as a bonus because I'm so excited for her: a sneak peek into a new Peggie OC (or is she a Peggie): Mercedes "Mercy" Sibley. Wishing Jacob good luck with that one.

"Rin-Rin, did you see the butterfly! It was so pretty! Not black, though.", Savannah ran over to her, sitting down on the blanket and leaning her head on Sabrina's shoulder, "Ah, I forgot to tell you, John asked me about butterflies?" "He did?" Not giving up on your quest at unraveling all my secrets, eh, Seed? She wasn't too surprised, he was set on figuring as much as possible about her and her sister probably seemed like the path of least resistance when it comes to getting information, especially when she herself refused to share anything. Savannah nodded, "Why does your sister like butterflies?", she tried mimicking John's voice, making Sabrina laugh. "What did you tell him?" "To ask you, silly. I lied that I don't know.", her sister giggled like she had done something quite devious. "You know what I usually say about lying, Sav. But this time… it was the right call." She sighed, "I know. I won't do it all the time like mom, don't worry." "I know, pumpkin. Did he ask anything else?" Savannah titled her head, lips pursed in thought, no doubt quickly going over all her conversations with John since meeting him days back. "We just talked about random stuff, Rin-Rin. But he did ask about uncle Cal…" Of course, can you get more predictable? "What did he want to know about him?" Her sister gave her an amused look, "He asked if he came over a lot, and if he was your boyfriend." "Oh my god. He did not.", Sabrina covered her face with her hands as she took a deep breath. "He did. I told him uncle Cal used to come over for breakfast sometimes, that he brought me things,", she shrugged, "but I have no clue if he is your boyfriend." "And?" Savannah laughed, "I asked him why he wants to know and if he likes you?" "Savannah Mae!" "And he got really quiet. Oh, it was very funny.", a mischievous smile appeared on her face at the memory.

Sabrina shook her head, "What am I going to do with you.", then her tone grew serious, "If he asks anything else that seems weird, you just tell him to talk to me instead, okay? "I don't know, John. Ask her yourself." Okay?" "Of course, Rin-Rin.", her sister's narrowed in curiosity, "Do you like him?", she bumped her shoulder, "It's okay if you like him, even if he's a Peggie." Sabrina shook her head quickly, "It's nothing like that, Sav. He's a friend like uncle Cal, okay?" "Okay.", came out as a reply, then she added, "But… I think he likes yoooouuu." Savannah sign-songed the last part as she jumped back to her feet, her attention grabbed by another butterfly in the distance. Since finding out about what the beautiful insects meant to her, her sister had made it her neverending mission to find a black butterfly. Sabrina's eyes shifted to the ranch, coming to rest on John as he leaned on the balcony's railing. She could sense another one of his intense stares pointed her way. She guessed he must have come out while she wasn't paying attention, too engrossed in the conversation with Savannah. The second their eyes met, a familiar pull stirred in her even from the distance. It was a harsh reminder how much of a lie it was to call whatever happening between them "nothing". He held her gaze for what felt like eternity before turning around and disappearing back inside his room.

John closed yet another notebook, releasing a huff as he put it on top of the pile of finished ones. His frustration was festering more and more at the fact it had been hours of non-stop reading through her notes and so far he hadn't come across anything mentioning him. The whole afternoon he had fought temptation to drop what he was doing and join her outside, the way she stared at him when he allowed himself a brief look, didn't help matters. He was holding himself back from storming out and finding her, demanding to tell him about the visions, to confess if she even had them written down at all. Doubt was creeping in. Are you having a laugh at my expense, Deputy? Is that it? If she in fact hadn't noted anything related to him down, it meant she held all her secrets close, locked away in her mind. He was good at getting those out of people, he would learn everything no matter the way. In attempt to keep his head straight he had slipped back into avoiding her, he couldn't imagine going down for dinner and having to sit across from her… knowing what that would cost him, how it would chip away at his facade. Hours back Savannah cheerfully had brought him food, patting his shoulder as she said, "You're working hard, John, but you also gotta eat.", then she had rushed back out before he could even respond. The house was now quiet, the little one had gone to bed, and he found himself with another situation on his hands. It started with Sabrina's footsteps carrying past his room and fading away until the exterior door opened and shut. Minutes passed in silence, then he heard it, the faint strumming of a guitar, finding a way inside even with his windows closed, then a voice joined. Even muffled it was so melodic, beguiling him to go outside, to stand on the balcony and listen. No. Focus. John didn't give into the urge, knowing if he did, he won't be able to stay upstairs just listening, that he'd end up seeking her presense, and her singing would no doubt push him over the edge. The Project needed him. He had to ensure Calahan Hartley wouldn't destroy everything he had built. He had to make Joseph proud.

Mercy. She hated the meek woman she had to pretend to be, but she was stuck in that life, a Sunk Cost Fallacy of sorts, and she had promised herself she would get revenge no matter the means. When she officially entered the Whitetails, mindlessly following the route marked for her on a worn-out map while a non-cult song played queitly on the radio in the background, she couldn't help but dread the reaction the oldest Seed would have to her arrival. Where Joseph fully bought her lost lamb act and John always managed to force a smile her way no matter how troubling or ingenuine it seemed, while Faith eyed her with slight wary, to the Father's dismay Jacob did his hardest to make it known he disliked his protégé. It wasn't that Mercedes was desperate for the man's approval, it was more the feeling he was seeing through her facade that worried her, but she told herself if that was the case, he would have already said something to Joseph by then.

[...]

Hours later Mercedes found herself parking the car in front of the iron gates of St. Francis Veteran Center and as soon as she stepped a foot past them, one of Jacob's men was rushing at her. "Oh, my,", she feigned a flich at the sight of his weapon, "Didn't the Father warn you I would be arriving?" "He did.", the Chosen reached a hand to her, "Name's Isaac." "Mercy." "Brother Jacob is away at the moment." Mercedes smiled at him and squared her shoulders, "Is this his way of trying to get rid of me without even seeing me? Joseph sent me, so I'm not going anywhere." "He truly is away, sister.", Isaac said with a frown as he rubbed his neck, then muttered, "He knows nothing of your arrival, actually." Well, that should be fun. "Where should I wait for him then?", she asked and took a step around the man, making him block her path again. "Uh,", he stuttered out, looking uncertain, his demeanor telling her she was the last person he wanted to deal with, especially with his boss being unaware of her visit, "His office?" It came out as a question, as if he expected her to bark an order at him. "That would be just fine, thank you.", when he didn't move, she added, "Lead the way, Isaac." That finally snapped the poor guy back into action and he strode off towards the main entrance of the old yellow building, forcing Mercedes to pick up her pace, too. She tried to ignore the cages upon cages on each side of the path. A naive part of her wanted to believe Jacob was keeping wild animals in there, but reality was a bitch. Sunken faces stared back at her paired with the occasional faint plea for help. People. I'm sorry. The sight was a harsh reminder why the simple con job of getting back what Joseph had stolen from her only family had turned into so much more. Why she had given up on her old life and remained undercover for almost 388 days. Her hands gripped her dress in desperation the same way so many bloody hands were holding onto the bars. I will get you all out. Somehow. Just not today.

Isaac held the door open for her, letting her enter the decrepit former hospital first, then followed behind. "We don't get many visitors here.", he explained and took the lead again, "So you're bound to get strange looks from people." The hallways all looked similar and she wondered if his men felt like rats in a maze anytime they navigated the building. Mercedes let out a small laugh, "That's okay." Eventually he stopped in front of a door and gestured inside as he unlocked it, "I'm leaving you in here, sister. Can I trust you won't wander the building if I don't lock you in." She nodded, "Nothing to worry about here, Isaac." He gave her a relieved smile and scrambled to take his leave, "I will have someone bring you a glass of water in a few." Isaac rushed out before she could even mutter a thank you. "Talk about keeping your men on edge.", she said under her breath and shifted her eyes to the room, taking a couple of cautious steps further in. A series of small windows overlooked the fence around the hospital and the vast woods behind it that gave off a false sense of freedom if you only manage to climb over the rusty bars. If even a small portion of what she had heard about Jacob's experiments was true, once you had entered the Vet Center, your free will would be left at the door. His office was sparsely furnished from a worn-out couch, a small bookcase and old desk overflowing with documents with a single chair behind it, to the maps hanging on the walls together with a bloodred poster of him. In it Jacob was pointing with a smug look on his face with "Only You." stamped at the bottom. She ran her hands over her dress out of habit, smoothing out wrinkles that weren't even there while she stared back at the propaganda, wondering if that was the only expression he could ever muster aside from the one of hatred he would always send her way. Well, the feeling is mutual, asshole. Mercedes smiled at the thought, then frowned at how she wasn't able to freely express her dislike like he was. 388 days she wished she could finally go back to her old self and be free of pretending for a short while until the next job would come around and she would slip into a new role. 388 days she dreamed of finally being free of the Seeds. 388 days where she hoped tomorrow would offer her a chance to leave the Project behind her for good.

#new oc; yes new oc!! <3 #John: “Savannah would be honest when I ask about Sabrina...” / Sav: “Ehehe; Rin-Rin; I LIED." #John still living with the sad belief Sabrina has written anything about him down <3 #and I so have the first scene with Jacob and Mercedes done... we shall see when I'm going to share it #wip whenever #oc: sabrina donovan #oc: calahan hartley #oc: savannah donovan #oc: mercedes “mercy” sibley #the gifs at the bottom should be together; hopefully it shows like that :((( #wip: in hope of tomorrow #ship: the diviner and the baptist #john seed x sabrina donovan #john x sabrina #john seed x female deputy #fc5 ocs #far cry 5 oc #ocs #original characters #wip stuff #wip snippet #dialogue snippet #my ships #wip #wip excerpt #fc5 fandom #snippets #wip sneak peek #current wip #fc5 deputy

[ysljoon]

okay so i absolutely love the simon dom head cannons but is there a possibility you could write sub head cannons for him??

simon 'ghost' riley sub headcanons

warnings: smut (nsfw under the cut), edging, oral (m receiving), overstimming, riding, creampie mention, gn reader a/n: anon this was rlly fun to write so thanks for the ask!! <3 MINORS DNI (have your age in your bio or you're getting blocked)

He likes to think that subbing isn’t even in his vocabulary but you’ve flipped his world upside down and he’ll sub for only you 

BUT the only time he ever really gets subby is if you’re edging him!!!

Edge him all night and he’s putty in your hands

He’ll be begging you to let him cum and he’ll get a little squirmy too if it’s been more than 20 mins of edging

“Please lovie, I need to cum s’fucking bad.”

He’ll be bucking his hips up into your palm when you’re giving him a handjob grunting for some kind of release

I don’t think he’s much of a whimperer quite honestly he gets desperate but still likes to have some sliver of composure left

When you’re riding him his eyes will be rolling in the back of his head and grasping onto your hips with a vice grip to try and get you to slow down before he cums

“God ‘m not gonna last at all if you keep it up like this.” “That’s okay Si, I know you’ll still have some fight left in you for another round.”

Btw did I mention he is not the biggest fan of nicknames for himself but Si will make him soft on the spot he adores when you call him that

He’s so twitchy when you overstim him and will be begging to let him have a break, but you know he doesn’t mean it when he’s fisting a bunch of your hair while sucking him off 

Seeing him so weak in the knees gets you sopping wet

When he’s fully spent and you’ve milked his balls dry from him cumming in you and and making a mess all over with his seed he’s a cuddle monster

He just wants you close and will be kissing in between your shoulder blades while whispering his love for you

He’s definitely not embarrassed about subbing with you but you speak not a word of this to anybody!!! He’s gotta keep his image y’know 

#sav's asks #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley x you #ghost x reader #ghost x you #ghost headcanons #simon riley #ghost cod #ghost call of duty #cod headcanons #cod mw2

[tboygareth]

36 and 7 could be a fun Steddie combo!

hiiiii sav!!! i hope you're feeling a little better - this is for you!

36. "You were put on this earth to give me a headache" 7. "It could be worse" cw: injuries

It happened so fast. Steve doesn’t even know how it happened, just that it happened so. Fucking. Fast. One minute Eddie was at the top of the stairs and the next he was at the bottom, flat on his back with his… oh, no, with his ankle bent at a weird angle.

Eddie was groaning in pain, propping himself up on one of the stairs by the elbow, looking at his ankle with a look of horror on his face. And Steve was in crisis aversion mode. He was at Eddie’s side in the blink of an eye, his focus narrowed to the rapidly swelling joint, the heat radiating off of Eddie, the tremor in Eddie’s voice as he asked if it was broken.

“Yeah,” Steve told him. “Yeah. Eds, it’s probably broken. What were you doing?”

“Nothing!” Eddie insisted. “I swear, I think I just missed the top step.”

“Okay, well maybe try paying attention to where you’re putting your feet next time, yeah?”

“That’s not the problem, Steve.”

“Sure it isn’t. Because you’re always so spacially aware, huh?”

“Jesus Christ, now you sound like Jeff. Why the fuck are we fighting right now? Can you please get me up and take me to the fucking hospital?”

“I swear to god it’s like you were put on this earth to give me a fucking headache.”

“It could be worse,” Eddie said with a shrug as Steve hauled him to his feet. Eddie winced but he kept his weight off of it. “At least this time it’s a normal injury instead of a supernatural one.”

“Small miracles,” Steve muttered.

And the thing is… yeah, it could have been a lot worse. Eddie was clumsy, and Steve was forever the one paying the price for it, but this was the first time he’d broken a bone since everything with the Upside Down. His first major injury, really.

And Eddie didn’t complain the whole drive to the hospital, even though Steve knew that Eddie hated the hospital - hated the way that it smelled, hated the way that it reminded him of the three weeks he spent there in the spring of ‘86. It had been years now, and they weren’t even living in Hawkins anymore and the hospital they were driving to wasn’t the same one that Eddie spent all that time in. 

Something like that never really leaves a person, though. It would never leave Eddie and it would never leave Steve. And whenever they had to make a trip downtown to the emergency room - much more common now that they were on their own, for whatever reason - they would both put on a brave face and suck it up.

Eddie really was put on this earth to give Steve a headache some days, but it was a headache Steve was willing to live with. 

help me kick writer's block in the mf teeth

#ask games #steddie #sav <333 #prompt fill #ily sav!!! i hope you enjoy this short lil guy <333

[frankcastlescumslut]

hello here is some of my poetry

#sav just says stuff #poetry #nobody asked for this but that’s okay #I wish I was poetic but instead I am just hopeful

[m0stlygh0st]

Wait actually i don't think i've done this yet!

My friend, can i exchange a ticket for a gush please? 🎫 Tell me about anyone you want, bonus points if you have any pics you wanna show :] 🫂✨️

Slep, you sweet bean!! 🥺❤️ I will gladly take your gush ticket, thank you!! 💕

So for starters, my husband, who’s been playing lots of Elden Ring recently, comes to me one day and goes, “Hey. So I might’ve found a possible husbando candidate for you.”

And this isn’t new, but it’s rare. So COURSE I had to hear him out. He showed me a lore breakdown video about sweet, sweet Diallos here, and OUGH. HE GOT MY HEART SO FAST.

(I’m gonna put a little ‘read more’ for spoiler-y stuff, just to be safe!)

Okay so like. Look at him. Look at THIS SAD, HANDSOME NOBLE. 🥺❤️

Like when you first meet him, you don’t realize completely that he’s of noble blood— not really. He just asks you to keep an eye out for his friend and servant, a girl named Lanya, and that’s it. And when you see him again, he’s mourning her after she gets merked by an infamous group in the game.

I won’t go into the story too-too much here, but… you see Diallos go through so, so much from the sidelines. And you find out he’s just so… lost. He’s trying to do right by avenging Lanya, right by his brother and following in his footsteps, right by the family that withdrew from him and the group that took him in. But not doing right by himself. He just has a lot in his heart and so much going on in his mind, and seeing him getting caught up in the grief of it all while searching for honor is just… heartbreaking. He’s got this desire to be good, to be strong, but he’s got a delicate heart. He’s gentle and meticulous but not in the way that’s expected of him. He’s not meant to mow down people mercilessly, regardless of what people tell him.

He eventually gets to find himself in a place where he feels at peace, taking care of a village of gentle, peaceful living jars. They accept him and his gentler ways. He finds a home and a peaceful life with them and I just— 🥺🥺🥺 He’s a good guy! A gentle guy!!

I love him. I would protect this man with my life if I could. I want to keep him safe, to see him living out the peaceful life he wants so, so dearly. I want to just… cup his face so gently and tell him he’ll be okay, to treat him so delicately and let him know how important it is that he’s alive. 😭❤️

Thinking about him just has me like:

#don’t ask me about the end of his story though I’ll CRY #Thank you again for the gush ticket Slep!!! #heart eyes #self ship #self shipping #selfship #selfshipping #Elden ring self ship #Sav’s ships #rest your heart with mine