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messylustt · 7 months

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v.07.10.23 day four: thigh riding ( nsfw )

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noir’s always busy. but your needy pussy is just far too wet to leave him alone. he’s a polite man, always such a gentleman to you. but as you crawl across the bed and over to where he’s seated at his desk, and the way that you eye him, tracing your finger along his collarbone, his shirt loose and lazy, his ‘respectfulness’ falters. he hates tending to you when his focus isn’t entirely on you. even if you’ve stated that you don’t mind, he wants to take care of you in a way that puts you first. it’s sweet, but right now the concept ‘sweet’ isn’t exactly radiating off him. “keep working, it’s fine.” you murmur as you straddle his thigh. “i can just use this.” then you begin to grind your hips, slowly at first. his hands fly towards your waist and you think that he’s going to stop you, but he instead begins to move you, making your pussy lips drag against his pants. he doesn’t want you doing the work. if you’re gonna use his leg to get off then he’s in the right to control your movements. your whimpers stutter. “i can just do it — ” you try, knowing he’s busy, but in response he pushes his leg higher up into your cunt making your words cut short. “you’re gonna make my pants all wet...” noir murmurs, but there’s no protest in his actions. making you rut against him quicker, his lips parting as he feels your heat rub along his thigh. though he’s a respectable man, sometimes all he wants is to see you pathetically getting off on him.

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atomic-chronoscaph · 2 months

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Blade Runner (1982)

#blade runner gif #80s sci-fi movies #harrison ford #ridley scott #rick deckard #edward james olmos #neo noir #special effects #douglas trumbull #richard yuricich #1980s #1982

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zivazivc · 1 year

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i don't know how zoë managed to top vesperia but hot damn

#miraculous ladybug #ml #zoe lee #kitty noir #kitty noire #i switched her eye and lipstick colors because i prefer the headcanon that all cat holders get green eyes #and warm colors look better on her skin #but people who have issues with any other parts of her outfit are wrong #she is perfect #chloé could never #but man was it hard to get that purple shiny effect on the fabric #ml transmission #transmission spoilers #deflagration spoilers #ml deflagration #my art #fihuli

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see-arcane · 9 months

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But, strangest of all, the very instant the shore was touched, an immense dog sprang up on deck from below, as if shot up by the concussion, and running forward, jumped from the bow on the sand. Making straight for the steep cliff, where the churchyard hangs over the laneway to the East Pier so steeply that some of the flat tombstones—"thruff-steans" or "through-stones," as they call them in the Whitby vernacular—actually project over where the sustaining cliff has fallen away, it disappeared in the darkness, which seemed intensified just beyond the focus of the searchlight.

A small thing, but one I definitely missed on last year's read. This ^^^ seems to not only show that Count Dogula is making a dash for a resting place among the graves as he waits on his dirt box delivery, but that he's using another worrisome flex of his environmental power. He doesn't just control the weather--he can will the darkness to be thicker where he goes. So much so that the instant a searchlight's beam diminishes, it's met with solid uninterrupted black.

Which puts yet another layer of miserable context over Jonathan's stay in Castle Dracula. Imagine it. Even with candles and lamps burning in the few rooms and corridors he was allowed, wherever Dracula willed it, Jonathan would've been enduring nights in which almost everything around him was swallowed by shadows. The only light would be the red of shriveled fire and moonlight, and even that would be trimmed down to dark-choked beams. For two months. Wandering half-blind in those stone walls. With them.

Dracula no doubt brought that darkness with him aboard the Demeter, adding its bruise on top of the storms and mist. What fun for the sailors.

And now he is ashore. And the air is more choked of its light for it.

#Dracula needs his noir shadows for dramatic effect it's in his contract #dracula #re: dracula #dracula daily

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lildoodlenoodle · 10 months

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IM CACKCKLING

Oh my lord, ok ok. I just saw a TikTok video where people were fighting in the comics over spider noir’s age. And it’s probably my fault.

So I head canon that he is a teenager/young adult based on comic evidence and the fact that I HATE the time jump. In the movies could very much be a 65 year old man for all we know, cause there is no age stated or even a hinted timeline given. I’ve had a couple of posts that got popular with the above head canon and have severely underestimated their impact. Rarely you see the consequences of your own actions like this, ON A DIFFERENT SOCIAL MEDIA SITE NO LESS. I’m laughing but in all seriousness, all my head canons and theories are interpretative. Feel no pressure to like or agree with them, and don’t get mad at the people who do or don’t agree with me.

HOW CAN I NOT LAUGH

#IM DYING PLSSSS #SPIDER NOIR #IM SO SORRY FOR THE EFFECT IVE HAD ON THIS VERY NICHE PART OF THE FANDOM #I was just talking about the burning matches effect #the noodle effect

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carpetbug · 2 months

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me? posting old art because I have nothing new? never. this definitely isn’t from 2021

#carpetbug art #miraculous #miraculous ladybug #ml #miraculous fanart #chat noir #if i remember correctly I was just playing around with colors and then went a wee bit crazy with effects #maybe i’ll redraw this who knows #it needs a lot of fixing lmao

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saturnrin · 7 months

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The miraculous affecting their users outside transformation is one of my favorite concepts because it has so much potential.

For my sake, I'm going to use the ladybug miraculous as the sole example in this post. Otherwise, I'd never shut up.

The ladybug miraculous is the miraculous of creation, good luck, order, and ladybugs (duh).

Maybe the ladybug miraculous gives its user extreme good luck outside transformation.

Or, it could do the opposite; give the holder bad luck outside transformation for cosmic balance or whatever.

As the miraculous of creation, it's not hard to imagine that living beings (plants and animals specifically) would feel pulled towards its holder. Not entirely dissimilar to the way sunflowers follow the sun's light.

The holders could also gain creation magic, if you'd like. The ability to simply create whatever they'd like out of thin air. (This can include the ability to create pocket dimensions.)

Healing magic is also not-farfetched as the ladybug is used to heal injuries and revive thousands of people almost daily in the miraculous universe.

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Developing traits of a ladybug is also an option;

• Maybe the holder has thicker skin than the average person, a mimicry of a ladybugs protective shell. (Harder to bruise, takes more to break through the skin, etc.)

• Or maybe they're more susceptible to the cold (not a positive aspect, but it's good for angst, i suppose).

• a newly found fondness for flowers, nature, and sweet fruit (like strawberries)

• Ladybugs hibernate, so an increased need for sleep could be possible?

• An increased diet, as ladybugs are considered insatiable.

• you could toy with the idea of vitiligo/skin discoloration as a mimicry of a ladybugs warning spots.

• toxic blood is also a really cool idea for a ladybug-like trait.

• ladybugs secrete a pheromone to deter predators when scared or threatened. This could also be a trait the ladybug holder could inherit.

Or maybe ladybugs just regularly land on the users of this miraculous.

The side effects could be so cool! Or inconvenient! Or debilitating! Or they could be completely and totally underwhelming.

Or there could be no side effects, but where's the fun in that?

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The Miraculi don't just affect their users physically or magically, but also mentally and emotionally.

Let's dig into that.

The Ladybug Miraculous has a fixed alignment with order. (This fact can be reflected in Tikki, the kwami of creation, as well.)

When transformed, this alignment is more obvious as the influence of a miraculous and its kwami is stronger in transformation.

The holder of the Ladybug Miraculous will gradually feel the need to take control of situations around them. Whether this be in battle (there's a reason the ladybug holder is always the leader) or in their personal life.

Things being out of their hands or control, especially when it directly affects them, can make the ladybug holder feel anxious or uncomfortable.

The ladybug holder may find themselves having a harder time loosening up or calming down. Being on high alert 24/7 isn't exactly an expected side effect, but, unfortunately, it is one.

Lists are friends to the ladybug holder; checklists, bullet-point lists, numbered lists, and even lists scribbled across the corners of notebooks in teeny tiny handwriting. Lists help keep everything in order, which is in the comfort zone of a ladybug user.

Plans are also friends. Planning is already a required skill for using the ladybug miraculous in general, as it's very important to know what to do with a lucky charm. But planning is also another way for the ladybug holder to know what to do if something happens.

Take Marinette, for example. She has backup plans for her backup plans. Marinette has plans for when things go right, plans for when things go wrong, plans for when things go semi-right, and/or semi-wrong. She's prepared for every possibility she can think of.

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Also!

The idea that the ladybug costume has to be based on the classic red and black-spotted ladybug is ridiculous! Utterly ridiculous!

Don't get me wrong, the original ladybug suit and the lucky charm suit will always hold a special place in my heart.

But.

There are so many variations of ladybugs!

There's even a pink ladybug! Pink is Marinettes favorite color.

The Large Leaf Eating Ladybeetle is pretty darn cool as well; it's a static grey with gradient yellow to orange spots. (Which would make such a pretty suit if done right)

Some other ladybugs have white rings around their spots. Some have white spots, or red spots, or no spots at all!

And they come in so many colors?!?! Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, white, grey, or black.

One of my personal favorites is the Steelblue Ladybird. A shiny, blue ladybug. I keep imagining an armored ladybug suit based on it.

Also, ladybugs have wings, which would be pretty cool to incorporate into the ladybug costume.

In conclusion, the ladybug miraculous is cool as fuck and I'm tired of pretending that it isn't.

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soniclion92 · 6 months

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Miraculous Jancy but I swapped the Kwamis

#i tried to give chat noir Jonathan a more punk look kinda like claw noir #poor Jonathan is dealing with the plagg effect ™️#stranger things #stranger things netflix #netflix #nancy wheeler #jonathan byers #jancy #jancy miraculous au #art

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messylustt · 6 months

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v.21.10.23 day eleven: sensory deprivation ( nsfw )

blinded — spider noir ( spiderverse ) : noir knew you had a boyfriend. he knew how wrong his thoughts of you were. but when the opportunity to touch you presented itself, how could he refuse?

marks your boyfriend’s name is kit. noir pretending to be your boyfriend. dub con (you’re consenting but u think it’s ur bf). bondage. eating out. fingering. p in v. blindfold (sight depravation).

“shh.” a man’s voice made your movements cease for a moment your brows furrowing. “…kit?” you ask, your vision black, even as you blink. it must be him. you could then feel his hands skim up your sides. “what are you—“

“just relax.” his voice was merely a low whisper, as his hands found their way under the loose shirt you adorned. it was meant for sleep. you were meant to be asleep. his stroking palms along your skin are sending shivers down your spine. you move to reach up for your eyes, feeling the fabric of a cloth, but he just grabs your wrists, the same type of material now being wrapped around them. “kit…what is this?” but he gives you no answer as he ties your wrists to the head of the bed.

then his hands are on your body again, nudging your shirt up. through his experimental grazes and brushes your core starts to heat up, your stomach contracting. his touches feel more intense, more noticeable without your usual ability to see. then his wandering hands completely leave you, leave you there on your bed to wait, your breathing coming out sharper. you lick your rather chapped lips as you then hear the shuffle of what sounds to be clothing, your ears now trained onto your boyfriend’s breath intake. it’s picking up.

you then feel the bed dip, the subtle creak making your breathing hitch. then your duvet is being pulled back, leaving your legs to curl up, but a pair of knees get in the way, spreading your legs a fraction, before fingers move to grip the waist band of your pajama pants. your hips shift as you move your feet along your sheets, your words seemingly caught. “it’s okay.” he murmurs, lifting your back up effortlessly as he pulls down your pants, leaving you in your panties and nudged up shirt.

it’s silent for a moment. no move or shift can be heard, just breathing. maybe he’s watching you, the thought leaving your thighs to press together. this must be a new kink kit forgot to tell you about. and that’s when he finally moves, placing two hands on your calves and pulling your legs apart. your skin is tingly. the heightened unexpectedness of this seemed to make your pulse beat faster. “kit…” you trail off a little lighter, trying for his name. “hm?” he hums, now gliding his hands all the way up your legs. “keep them open.” his voice is a whisper, almost hard to recognise.

the bed shifts again, as his hand moves to your inner thigh, before pressing against your clothed cunt. you were already wet as your feet shuffled against your sheets. then he begins to rub up and down your panties, pressing harder against your clit when he would pass it. small moans have begun to leave you. all your senses heightened, including touch. “i didn’t know you were into this.” you say, a tad breathless. in response he just rubs in circles, making your head tilt back against your pillow. “stop teasing…please.” you mutter.

he finally slows his fingers movements to slip them into your panties by your hips, pulling them down your legs. this time you lift your hips for him, as your pussy beats with anticipation. with your panties assumably tossed aside you widen your legs again, and you can hear an audible hitch of breath. you slightly chuckle. “it’s not like you haven’t seen me like this before.”

that’s when all of a sudden the bed is dipping closer to you, your legs suddenly being lifted onto a pair of shoulders as his mouth wraps around your clit, immediately sucking, licking and nipping. your head is knocking further back as your hands are clenched in fists in your restraints. “oh…god, kit…” you whimper out. you can feel his tongue slow for only a second before he continues, sucking harsher now. his grip on your thighs is digging in as he laps at your weeping cunt.

he teases your clenching hole with his spit, as he dribbles, only his warm breath felt after. you don’t know what he’s doing. all you want is to push his head back between your legs, your restraints audibly straining against your headboard. “please…babe, please.” your hips buck up, and you can feel his nose graze over your puffy clit, as your breathing quickens.

that’s when you feel two thick fingers instantly insert themselves into you, making your moan sound more like a scream with how much they stretched you. he begins to thrust them in and out, your head turning to the side against your pillow as your hips grind down into his fingers. his mouth is now back on your clit as his fingers curl. “o-oh fuck—“ you babble out as one of his hands creep up under your shirt, his hand splaying across your chest as he plays with your tits.

you can hear him mumble something into your pussy, something that sounds like ‘i’m sorry’. but you must have misheard with your dizzy mind and clear sound of your arousal. you soon reach the brink of an orgasm murmuring anything and begging him to let you cum. he doesn’t disappoint licking at your clit as he fingers you over the edge. all you are right now are your stuttering hips and an open mouth. panting and catching your breath.

you expect him to untie you now. kit’s preferred position was always cowgirl. but your wrists stay restrained, hellbent a little looser with your tugging on them. if you moved enough you could probably slip out of them. but that thought quickly left you the moment you heard the clank of a belt and more shuffling of clothes. “can i?” his voice is yet again an unidentifiable whisper. you nod, widening your legs again. he doesn’t waste time, kneeling between your legs as the sound of his cock slapping against his stomach meets your ears.

you’re pussy is clenching around nothing as you wait in anticipation. his cock nudges against your folds, as you bite your lip. “no teasing, please.” you say, again struggling with the restraints. almost instantly you can feel the head of his cock push into your pussy, making it instinctively clench. he taps at your inner thigh. “loosen up.” he murmurs, as you do your best, relaxing your walls. he pushes further in, and that’s when your mind pauses. maybe you were remembering wrong but kit’s cock didn’t feel as big as this. he was big but not this big.

but his cock is already thrusting inside you, finding your g-spot extremely quickly as you can hear him mutter breathless things under his breath. “so tight…” being one of them, almost in awe. his hands are gripping at your hips, pulling you onto his cock as he fucks you, his body now much closer to yours. fuck. kit’s cock is definitely not this big. the stretch is making you choke on your moans. your restraints are loosening, your consistent tugging making them give. not to mention your sweat making it easier to slip out of them.

all you can feel is pleasure as you try to focus your mind. “k-kit?” you manage. “shh…it’s okay…you’re okay.” he murmurs out a little louder now. wait…that didn’t sound like… you manage to slip out of your restraints and swiftly pull your blindfold off. you meet the gaze of noir. your eyes widen along with your mouth, because his thrusting has quickened inside you, making involuntary whines and whimpers leave you. “noir—“

noir’s gaze darts, he looks almost apologetic. but not enough to slow down as he instead swiftly leans forward and kisses you. “‘m sorry…’m so sorry…you’re just so…” noir murmurs against your lips, not being able to finish, before his kisses move to your cheek and jawline. these kisses are sweet, in contrast with his desperate fucking. “tell me to stop.” he says, brushing some of your hair from your neck as he continues to fuck you. “tell me. to stop.” he says again, this time meeting your gaze.

but when you say nothing, mind a daze as you just stare at him, lips parted, noir mutters obscenely under his breath as his head hits the crook of your neck, his cock twitching inside of you. you should stop this. stop him. but it just… “‘feel so good…” noir mutters into your neck placing sloppy kisses as his thrusts soon match. you let your head knock back as his hand moves down to rub at your clit. “can you cum? i need you to cum...” he says. he wanted you to cum first. “come on, please sweetheart.”

and that’s all it took for more pathetic moans to leave you, your orgasm hitting. noir sighed in relief, finally giving into his orgasm, his body heaving against yours. soon your heartbeats match, as you can feel him slowly pull out of you. you’re in shock, your post-orgasmic state making you gulp. noir’s fingers move to brush over your bottom lip, some of your drool coated there. your gaze is questionable. “i couldn’t...” he mutters, drifting off, as he continues to get your spit all over the pads of his fingers. “even…even if it meant…” his breath is heavy. “…pretending to be your boyfriend.”

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