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how dare you draw vampire shadowheart…
draw more…
Does a sketch count
#nom nom nom#anything for you Shaddydaddy#Count Strahd von Zarovich’s favorite spawn#Will vampies get doozy if they feed on anemic people#baldurs gate 3#bg3art#baldurs gate fanart#bg3 shadowheart#shadowheart#sharty
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"I'd put a little bow on it"
-Vampy saying what she would do if she had a dick
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the vampire movie starring jim carrey i watched a few weeks ago was altogether very mid and forgettable EXCEPT i keep Thinking about the main vampire antagonist because she was so intensely iconic and honestly elevated the movie by a good star and a half. her name is simply Countess and she lives in a fabulous house in hollywood with her gay manservant and a polycule of her previous turns from various time periods all bunking in her back room. the film revolves around her needing to find a virgin man to drink from before halloween in order to retain her youth, a task she has been struggling with recently explicitly because she refuses to live anywhere but hollywood. when she inevitably fails to turn jim carrey's character, instead of crumbling to dust like you'd expect she just ages a normal human amount while remaining glamorous. im obsessed with her
#one of my favorite vampire characters ever maybe and she's just there in some forgettable 80s movie#scooter.txt#vampies#once bitten 1985
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finished my brba rewatch and immediately restarted bcs. LETS GOOOOOOOO I LOVE YOU JIMMY MCGILL
#my second favorite show of all time#my heart is like 🩷💖💕💗💞💓💘💝💖💞💗🩷💘💞💗💘#vampy’s adventures#(my first favorite is lost btw)
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I LOVE YOUUUU 💕
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my favorite vampy
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OBSESSED: TOJI
A/N: You’re booked. Busy. Filled to the brim with board meetings. Then your car decides to stop functioning. There’s one mechanic shop open and somehow they seem to only hire God’s sweetest eye candy. One of which keeps getting stuck in the back of your throat. Uh—I mean—
S/N: Toji Mother-Fucking (literally) Fushiguro. Idk why it took me so long to feature this green-eyed monster but I am foaming at the mouth for this AU, him, and his lil vampy co-worker. Toji girlies, can’t WAIT to rush Toji Tau Sigma this fall 🙂↕️
C/W: ….he’s his own CW. Mature, 18+. MDNI.
Art credit: yashaliart_01 on insta
Music: for the love of God if you don’t listen to Obsessed x Mariah Carey I’m calling the coast guard. Reader wants to pretend Toji is not her newest vice so BAD. Ive never laughed so hard and been so painfully turned on writing a piece. SOMEONE tell me not to make this a series RN.
“Can I get a little help here?”
Toji grabs the rag nestled in the back pocket of his heavy work cargos. Charcoal ink stains the fabric.
Bugatti engines are such a bitch. And make a mess like one too.
“Hello? Am I talking to a wall or..?”
And just like that, you’ve earned yourself a few more seconds of silence.
The mechanic’s Evergreen gaze and satisfied smirk peer back at him in the mirror. Not even a second passes before you ensnare him in your fiery scrutiny.
Ahh, yes. Just his type.
You are mean.
With a sexy fucking silhouette. An angry merlot painted on those beautiful, pouted lips. A fresh manicure and keys to your Benz dig into hips that have definitely stopped traffic.
The mirror image isn’t enough of a bite. Toji needs a real taste, so he turns around to lock eyes with his new favorite unsatisfied customer.
“Mornin, doll.”
“Nice of you to grace me with your presence! I was starting to think no one worked here.”
Melodramatic, the way you narrow your gaze to bring his name tag into focus. It’s hot, though. All this sarcasm and irritation.
“—Toji? Is it?” You hiss venom. Clearly there’s a point you’re in a hurry to make.
But..
it’s 7:13 AM on a lovely Monday morning. Birds are singing. The Red Bull he just downed was particularly delicious. Life is good, right now.
Toji has all the time in the world.
He’s in no rush. Especially when a stunning, uptight, bratty little thing — sorry, career woman — like you woke up and chose him to be your personal punching bag.
And he’s built to take hits. From fists much, much larger than yours, gorgeous.
“Toji, it is. What can I do for you, darlin?”
And he knew that sweet, innocent pet name would dump diesel fuel all over those pretty flames.
You ramble off your full name as if he is going to use it. By the time he’s through with you, you won’t have any use for it either.
His name, though. You’ll have plenty use for his name.
“…and when the stupid thing turns on this morning, the dash light won’t turn off.”
Toji lands on earth just in time to clasp the car keys shoved into his chest. You’re gawking at him. Expecting a fury of motion and urgency. Because your charming little fingers demand it.
So accustomed to time stopping and starting on your watch, aren’t you?
“You’re so pretty.” Toji responds with a shit eating grin.
Just for the huffing and puffing you’re currently displaying. Sputtering about how unprofessional he is. And how much work you have to get done.
Adorable.
Toji slips past your disdain and makes his way to the front door. Matte black G-Wagon with a champagne interior. The vision of you behind the wheel, scowling at traffic, in your tailored dress and stilettos makes his cock twitch.
“She’s a beauty.” He calls from the driver seat.
“That’s why I bought it. Can you please pick up the pace a little?”
Both arms are folded across your chest, eyes rolling at his wasted breath stating the obvious.
You’re going to look phenomenal when he has those defiant arms pinned above your head. He’ll diminish those daggers in your eyes to tears. And make those puffy lips whimper for mercy.
Toji will have you begging him to pick up the pace in no time. Your snarky comment was just a test run.
The mechanic lets out a low chuckle, his eyes scan the dash for the source of your apparent distress.
The tire pressure gauge.
Really, gorgeous? This is why you’re screwed so tightly this morning?
It should take approximately 3 minutes to fix. But there’s no way Toji is letting you slip away from his skilled fingers so easily. Not when you need to be unwound.
Unraveled bit by bit until you’re a warm, sweet, puddle of manners and gratitude.
“Alright, babydoll—“
“My name is—“
“I’ll have my guys get to workin on it, sweetheart.”
He can play this game all day. You scoff. Temporarily placated by his promise of a fix.
“It’s an all day job, though.” Toji’s right hand man comes into view.
The only other guy in the shop (on the planet) to get as much play as he does without meaning to.
Women are insane about his stupid, empty-headed, love-drunk stare. And the purple rings around his eyes like the last time he got sleep was in his mother’s womb. Always giggling and asking about “the hot one with the pigtails” and “the pretty one with the tattoo on his nose.”
If he were a less confident man, Toji would’ve called someone else over. But the kid gets his antics.
And today is going to be stuffed with them.
“Choso! Can you take this beauty to the back for repair?”
Dracula’s first born is sporting his hair down today. Already a bit damp from work. He gives you a once over, then offers a smile that evaporates underwear off of women.
“Happy to. Which beauty am I taking to the back?”
“Ha, quit your lover boy shit.” Toji teases, and you sneer at his hypocrisy.
“The car, big guy. Have it ready by 5:00, yeah?”
“5:00 pm?” You do a thing with your hands eventually landing on your hips. And Toji’s dick leaks like a virgin.
“Well, there must be a courtesy rental. My first meeting starts in an hour.”
“I’m so sorry, miss. We don’t have that.”
Kamo, you slick fuck.
Choso apologizes with his signature puppy-eyes and half open mouth. Even you, made of sharp words and soft curves. Goddess of Fire and Ice, you melt under his gaze.
Toji snickers to himself, while you stutter to a shockingly patient understanding.
Something about the boy looking half asleep and like he can’t string letters together to spell his own name always does the trick. Leaving you wide open for the kill.
“Tell you what, sweetheart.” Toji moves in with an assassin’s expertise.
“Consider me your courtesy rental.”
“I’m sorry—what?” You flicker between the two smiles, rightfully suspicious.
“I’ll get you from point A to point B, safe and sound.” The mechanic offers again with a broad smile, dangling his own car keys in his hand.
Pensive eyes drop down to your watch. Board meetings start soon and he is offering a courtesy ride.
“Fine.” Finally, a little submission.
“It’s a 10 minute drive. The high rise on the corner of Koen and Mitake street.”
The financial district. No wonder why you’re so tightly wound.
“I know exactly, where we are going.” Toji beams. Beating your slender fingers to the passenger door. You barely mutter a ‘thanks’ before settling into the seat.
You in your heels. And suit jacket. And handbag that costs enough to feed a large family for 6 months. Nestled so perfectly into his passenger seat. Toji can’t help but acknowledge how hard his dick is right now.
The career woman clearly doesn’t approve of how fast he is hurling down corner streets. But you should understand, no? Places to be, and all that jazz?
“Uh, I’m sorry, where exactly are you taking me?” You perk up. Darting those beautiful warm eyes at the very short building in front of you.
Not the corner of Koen and Mitake street, but Toji’s favorite coffee shop about 3 blocks over. The only place in the city that can get an Americano right - La Parisian.
Toji grins maniacally. Pulling his sports car into a front row spot.
“Point A, darlin.”
“Look, I don’t know what kind of game you are playing but I swear—“
“C’monnn. Lighten up.” He turns to face your incredulous expression. You wear it well, by the way.
“People stand when you walk in a room.” He continues. “They’ll still stand if you’re 5 minutes late and properly caffeinated.”
Silence. Two huffs. A bitten lower lip. And one long, drawn out sigh.
“Fine. 5 minutes, max. Then I’ve got to get going I have—“
“Meetings baby, I know.” Toji finishes you off.
He steps out of the driver’s seat fast enough to be at your door before your fingers touch the handle.
The two of you walk in stride (in Toji’s mind) to the cafe. It’s adorable how you beeline towards the pastry display. Salivating over the various treats. Doing the thing women do, badgering the person manning the register about nutritional details.
As if your figure wouldn’t make any living red-blooded human being fall to their knees.
“What can I get started for you?” The barista probes.
“I’ll have a soy London Fog latte, please.” You flicker over to the dessert you think you’re leaving behind.
“And?” Toji probes. He taps the glass in front of the vanilla macaroon.
Another crack in the shield. You flash him a genuine smile for 0.04 seconds before turning back to the register.
“…and a vanilla macaroon, please.” You’re cute when you’re sheepish.
“And I’ll have the largest iced Americano you can make, thanks.”
Toji closes out the transaction and you two mosey over to a small table by a window. Your shoulders relax with the first sip of coffee.
A satisfied grin tugs on your chauffeur’s lips. He knew what you needed the second he laid eyes on you.
Much to your chagrin, and Toji’s delight — conversation flows like a bottomless well between you. The second something warm and another thing sweet landed on your tongue — the shield crumbled down.
You’re an account executive.
You work 80+ hour weeks.
Live in an uppity neighborhood with a Doberman named Rocky. You got him because you like walking around at night to clear your mind. Having a dog taller than you on its hind legs and probably twice your size has eased your anxiety about that.
You have a mean sweet tooth.
And you’re single. Have been for the last year or so.
“And not looking to change that anytime soon.” You reiterate, tossing him a look.
Toji holds his hands up in feigned defeat. “I wasn’t plannin’ on it, sweetheart.”
You’ve warmed up to his pet names, albeit against your will. But you’re there. The both of you harmonize light-hearted laughter. Fitting together like missing puzzle pieces.
“Your eyes are so green.”
A rather obvious observation of your own, after a few moments of comfortable silence.
As if your eyes don’t bend time.
Toji catches his breath before responding.
“They are…your kids could have ‘em too, if you want.”
You burst into another fit of giggles. Unknowingly driveling rogue pastry on your chin. Babbling on and on about how ridiculous he is. And how cheesy his pick up lines are.
Meanwhile, you’re sitting there all high powered and intelligent. With a smile that makes him want to be a better man than he is.
…and pastry all over your chin.
Yeah.
He’s going to marry you one day.
Toji reaches over and swipes the macaroon off your chin. A sharp gasp tumbles from your lips, staring at his fingers. Which Toji slips into his mouth.
He’s a betting man and would put money down on the fact that the dessert tastes exponentially better off of your skin.
“Toji!!”
“What else can I do for you?” Each word more smug than the last.
“You could’ve told me I had food on my face!” Bunny lines along your nose deepen when you frown and Toji’s cock throbs to life.
“Why?” The mechanic shrugs. “I wanted to lick it off instead.”
The choppy inhale is music to Toji’s ears. You avoid him. Like the plague. Peeling your gaze away and planting it on the side window. Under the guise of people watching.
But Toji knows better.
He doesn’t miss the way you struggle to swallow your last bite. Or your thighs coming together so aggressively beneath the small table, rip tides break the surface of his Americano.
“I felt that, baby.” Toji leans in. Shameless about the way he scans your face.
Your lips should be outlawed.
The bottom one is marginally fuller than the top, so it naturally hangs a bit open. Inviting the most vile thoughts from his cock. Toji’s rational mind went to sleep the second you climbed into his passenger seat, princess.
“What?” You sputter, gulping down the rest of your U.K. cloudy cappuccino, or whatever.
“I don’t know what you’re referring to.” Your voice is steady, but the fidgeting and cagey eye contact hold the truth.
Oh, really?
“You’re squirming in your seat.” Toji counters, unblinking. Filling as much of your personal space as he can without tipping over.
“Quick to cross your legs—“
“Toji!”
Is your underwear as sticky as your face is flushed? Saliva pools in one direction, warm pre-cum pools in the other.
“You are so out of—“
“All that talkin’ and you haven’t denied it once, doll.”
Toji’s palm digs into his crotch underneath the table. You are fucking his brain smooth with the raspberry blush along your nose and high cheeks. Sure, the sarcasm and ball-busting is hot, but this?
The Career Woman suddenly so flustered and shy?
You’re already thawed out. All he needs to do is dive in.
Toji blinks back to reality when you rocket up from the table at warped speed. Your fingers clumsily fondle the zipper of your purse.
“Excuse me for a minute.” You’re halfway to the restroom stalls by the end of your sentence.
The mechanic lasers down to the serpentine curve of your hips. Your plump, perky ass is just begging to be handled. It’s a felony, the way your work dress hugs your body.
Is he really going to do this?
Heat slams into his groin. Wave after wave of lust slowly chipping at his teetering self-control.
You might slap him.
Call him a goddamn pervert.
…and just the thought of either of those things makes his dick beat against his zipper.
Fuck it.
Toji is slick, how he maneuvers his way over to the restrooms. Both single-use stalls occupied, he walks up to you muttering some kind of pep talk to yourself.
“Get your shit together.” You spit out.
Amused, Toji leans against the wall behind you. Curious about where this cute little speech is going to go.
“He’s a rando you met at a mechanic shop. For fuck sake, are you that horny?”
“Sounds like it, baby.” Toji takes the liberty to answer. You whip your head around and crawl out of your skin.
Eyes wider than a newborn kitten. Mouth gaping as if you’re trying to show off how much you can handle. Toji swallows a groan. He can’t lose control. Not a chance. He has to savor his first taste of you like this. And every taste after that.
Because, the weather in Hell is a balmy 0 degrees Fahrenheit and you are his, now.
“I—uh, I—“ Your eyes dart over to the poor soul opening the bathroom door in slow motion.
You think you’ve found an out, gorgeous?
Toji is faster and bigger than you are. Gripping the handle of the open door, ushering you into his new lair. Still choking on the shock of him catching your admission, you look to your left and right before diving into the empty bathroom.
“Toji I…”
Your back hits the wall and eyes settle on your hands. Shifty and nervous. Toji palms himself at the sight of you caged in like this.
He’s disgusting, he knows that.
And normally, he would ask permission. Being a gentleman and all.
But there’s something too alluring about the way you’re trembling right now. The obvious conflict written all over your face, and heaving chest…and tense thighs…
His cock can’t take another second.
And apparently neither can you.
Because the second his fingers cup the back of your neck and his breath grazes your mouth you crash into him. Slotting your puffy lips into his, taking him by surprise for a millisecond.
“Oh, T-toji.” You whine into his mouth. Grasping at his shoulders that are far too wide, far too muscular for your dainty grip.
Fucking, christ.
Hearing his name like that.
The gorgeous, high-pitched, pathetic plea trails down his ears to his aching sex and jerks it. If his cargos were any lighter you would’ve seen the pre-pubescent mess he’s making in his pants right now.
But they aren’t. And you don’t.
You mewl at how Toji nips at your bottom lip. Sinking it underneath his teeth until its swells to his liking. Melting beneath his large grasp, currently riding the dizzying lines of your hips and ass.
“You taste fucking good, baby.” Toji mumbles into your warm cavern. Licking along the warm, soft ridges.
“Ah-T..god.” You pull away and dive into his neck. Attempting to hide your utterly fucked out daze, but he won’t let you.
Toji palms your ass with a tenth of his strength. You yelp and jump into his arms. He takes advantage of the momentum and lifts you high on his waist. Temporarily forcing you to look down on him.
Glassy eyed. Kiss abused lips. Panting and heaving. Cupping his face like your hands were made to.
And something tight clenches in Toji’s chest. It takes a moment for him to shake it off, but it existed.
He’ll revisit that later.
“You look good up there, babydoll.” He pants, before setting you down on the sink ledge. He catches your chin in his hand before you turn away. Rooting you in place.
“I…Toji.”
Moaning his name like you’re begging for him to start and stop all at once.
Your eyes descend to his lips. Watching the smirk blossoming across his face. Distracted enough not to notice his free hand shove up your dress in one swift motion.
Your thighs recognize his authority and melt wide open for him. He kisses your tiny whimpers while nestling between them.
“Mmmgh g-god please.”
“This why you were so bratty this mornin baby?”
Toji’s index and long fingers stroke your soaked, clothed core. Thin lace panties plastered to your warm sex. You wind your hips into his fingers. Batting your eyelashes up at him as if he’s going to give you what you want so easily.
He hovers his lips over yours. Pulling away each time you lunge forward for a kiss. Pouty and frustrated, you dig your nails into his neck and grind along his stationary fingers.
“T-Toji, please…I’m so..ahh.”
“Needy cunt just wanted some attention, mm?”
His fingers slip past your opening, and you offer up a soprano moan that shatters to stardust.
Hedonistic noises fill the spaces between both of your punched out gasps. You’re fucking tight. Gummy, slick walls clamp down around his knuckles when he curves up to pet your pleasure spot.
The steel pipe between his legs throbs against his thigh. Demanding friction. But one hand is cupping your chin and the other is so pussy drunk an army couldn’t pry his fingers away.
“T..I—I’m oh fuck I—“
Toji bites down on your bottom lip. And you clench around him. Gushing more of your sweet arousal into his palm. And he damn near laps it up with his greedy tongue.
“Shhh baby,” he coos against your jaw.
“Can’t have everyone hearing the Executive getting fucked open by some mechanic’s hands can you?”
There is a delicious irony in you treating him like a punching bag no more than an hour ago and now bucking your hips on his fingers, chasing an ever elusive high.
Sandpaper lines Toji’s throat.
He wants nothing more than to bounce you on his cock in this bathroom. Fill you up with his cum and send you to your meetings full of him.
But you haven’t learned your lesson yet.
“What did I promise baby?” Toji strains in your ear. His hand migrates from your chin to your neck, while his fingers ‘pick up the pace a little.’
His pretty little powerhouse.
You babble a chorus of nothing. Unable to breathe, unable to think. Only drip. And leak. And squelch around his digits. Toji tightens the grip around your pulse point. Lulling your mouth open.
“Talk to me, princess. What did I promise you?” He probes again, stealing air from your lungs.
Tha—y-you would…p—point A.” Barely audible syllables tumble out of you. Ascending in pitch. Your hips reflexively try to pull away from your threatened orgasm.
“Keep going, I’m listenin.”
“Oh fuck T..Toji?! I-Im c-im gonna—”
“I know, baby.” He smears wet kisses along your jawline. “ I can hear how messy your precious little pussy is. But I didn’t give you permission to stop. Keep going.”
Your walls spasm at his command. Followed by an angelic pitiful little whine. You’re close. So close.
“P-P-point A to—“
“Point B.”
Toji finishes your sentence as you reach nirvana. Full body convulsions. He slots his arms around the small of your waist. And it fits like it was molded for him. Like you were sculpted for him.
And he, for you.
The mechanic burns his gaze into your skin. Riding each choppy wave of your ecstasy. Such tiny, sexy sounds. Staccato breaths fanning his lips, his chin, his neck when you try to hide from his scrutiny.
You are a goddamn dream.
And his future wife.
Toji guessed it when the macaroon balanced on your chin for a full 30 seconds before he swiped it away and you accused him of defamation of character.
But now?
Watching you saddle this stallion of an orgasm. Clawing at his back with all the desperation of a pretty little damsel in distress.
Distress at just his fingers, alone.
What intoxicating melody will he unlock when he laps up the honey straight from your core? How will you gasp and moan and squirm when he single-handedly re-shapes your cunt to accommodate his size?
He has no clue.
But Toji will spend forever figuring you out. And mastering you.
The back of your neck fits beautifully into his grasp as he coaxes you from hiding. Pupils blown out. Cheeks flushed and warm. Tendrils matted along your forehead. Before he can speak, you beat him to the punch.
Of course you do.
“I’ve decided,” You pant. The baseline spice returning to your grin.
“That you might just be obsessed with me, Toji.”
Both of you share a hushed laugh. Exchanging cotton candy breaths. But then his lips accidentally brush yours and Toji can’t help but dive in for a kiss. Fucking the warm cavern of your mouth with his tongue.
You pull away before he’s ready, with a look on your face that makes him feel like a God.
“I might be.” Toji whispers, partially against his will. His lips find the corner of your mouth. Careful to avoid falling victim to your pout again.
“Let’s get you to the other point B, baby.”
The car ride to your office could make anyone queasy.
Constant banter back and forth. Full bodied laughs. You mindlessly stroking his forearm with those angelic fingers riling his cock up as if it just now discovered women.
You let out a small sigh, with slightly dropped shoulders when your office building comes into view. Toji doesn’t know how to interpret it. But for him? Reality is coming too quickly.
“So,” You start once the both of you are out of the car. Pretty face tilting up and Toji’s dick strains against its confines.
“What do I owe you, Mr. Fushiguro?”
The way you say his name.
It takes the will of God for Toji to bite back his original response.
“Nothin, doll.” He’s wearing the same, dumb, love-struck face Choso wears on a daily basis. Shockingly, Toji couldn’t care less.
“The tires just needed air. Choso will drop it off in an hour.”
He would do it himself. But the urge to park in an empty lot and abuse the fuck out of his cock until a shred of clarity re-settles in his mind is a tad bit overwhelming, sweetheart.
Then your mouth drops in an incredulous ‘Oh’ and all Toji can picture is ruining the back of your throat. How pretty you are going to be wretching around his girth. Gasping for air. Choking on his cum.
“Toji. Fushiguro.” You like using his name, don’t you?
“You held me hostage for a whole morning for some air—“
Toji kisses the rest of your complaints off your tongue. And you whine. Slot open for him with no resistance. Because under all that irritation and sarcasm, buried within the Trojan Horse, lays your supple, delectable submission.
And he will take every opportunity to taste it.
“I had a great time on our first date, babydoll.” Toji rasps against your swollen lips.
The raging erection is threatening to embarrass him. There’s not enough restraint in the world to be around you any longer. Toji nestles your voice in his back pocket. The two of you watch each other with wordless, taken aback smiles as he takes slow steps toward his sports car.
Before the mechanic sinks into the driver’s seat, he makes a promise.
“Can’t wait for our second date, Mrs. Fushiguro!”
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the actually most gorgeous in the world
#i'm fae witch vampy trash okay#thank GOD the game coding has them listed as witches even tho they act like vampires tbh#bc that fits in w my fae/witch halfling stuff sO#anyawys i love her and her specifically#favorite little murder helper#out.#i have two days of q#i work four days straight and i forgot what next weeks schedule was lol#i just checked its just sun then thurs and fri next week#so i prolly dont need to fill my queue thru next week#if i do it'll be gifs and memes n shiz tho#lol#aNYWAYS
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delicate ✩ jude bellingham
about: the massive hate you are getting on internet and the way jude stood by you, supporting you.
couple: jude bellingham x reader! singer
request: hey babyyyy! what do u think about a jude x reader (maybe olivia rodrigo fc) ?? xxx love u
face claim: olivia rodrigo
NOW: Jude’s Bellingham talks ‘Real Madrid’, His first World Cup’s impressions & His favorite Y/N’s songs.
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user1 he’s so perfect 🥹 yn and him seemed like soulmates
user2 I REMEMBERED WHEN YN POINTED AT JUDE DURING GORGEOUS AND HE TOOK A PHOTO AND SHE WAS ALL GIGGLY
user3 yn once said “you’re so gorgeous, it actually hurts” and “they say home is where the heart is, but that's not where mine lives. you know I love a london boy.”
user4 @user3 im yn
user5 imagine being jude bellingham and having yn write her best love songs and best title tracks about you a DREAM
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ynusername vampire song and video out now 🧛🏼. writing this song helped me sort through lots of feelings of regret, anger, and heartache. it's one of my favorite songs on the album and it felt very cathartic to finish. im so happy it's in your hands now and I hope it helps u deal with any bloodsuckers in your lite. all my thanks 4ever 🫶🏻
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judebellingham proud of you, vampie 🧛🏼🩸🥹🫶🏻
ynusername @judebellingham love u babs
user1 vampire is one of the best songs ever
user2 another song about another ex 🥱🙄
user3 @user2 literally let people write out their feelings or WHATEVER they want. obviously yall can only attack women for this tho...
user4 people calling yn boring or overrated for writing songs about her ex does not sit right w me …. like let her write about whatever she wants?? she’s 20??? all singers have songs about their ex’s???? stfu
user5 @user4 SPEAK. ON. IT
user6 "yn makes too much songs ab her ex" "all she write is break up songs, she’s so obsessed"
ok then stop listening to her songs 🤷🏻♀️
user7 whaaaaat 😭 why are there so many people mad that yn wrote some songs about her ex. meanwhile, there are men who only write songs about fucking hoes and using drugs and yet they still get praised for it 🥱
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judebellingham date night with vampie to celebrate all of her achievements, proud of u ❤️🩹
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ynusername 🧛🏻♀️🩸❤️🩹🧛🏼
user8 JUDE CALLING YN VAMPIE >>>>
user9 i hope i find someone who supports me the way jude supports yn
user10 ill always be soft for these two. its amazing how jude supports yn in any way he can and yn never forgets to save jude a seat. fucking POWER COUPLE!!!
user11 @user10 i just love them
user12 lets talk about the fact that at the 2020 grammys she didn’t feel like there was someone to celebrate with and now she has one and he helps her and supports her and take her on dates when she achieves more and more in her singing career 🥹
user13 yn and jude be like: happiest relationship of my life, so let’s go cheer for my breakup songs together 💕💞💓💗💖💘
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ynusername delicate is out now 🫧 surprise song for y’all, hope u like it 🫶🏻
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user14 delicate video really speaks to me. yn let go of the world's expectations of how she should act, smile and behave. once she did that, she was able to find who she was looking for. i’m shaking and crying, so so proud of our baby!!!!
user15 @user14 it’s already my favorite music video of her!!!! i love the lyrics 2
user16 these pics were taking by jude i’m CRYING and the lyrics… I JUST LOVE HIM EVEN MORE
user17 @user16 yeah 🥹 i’m so happy that she found someone that makes her feel like that
user18 delicate is one of the most beautiful songs yn has ever written, it’s so GENUINE.
#jude bellingham x you#jude bellingham headcanons#jude bellingham fanfic#jude bellingham x reader#jude bellingham imagine#jude bellingham#football imagine#football fanfic#football one shot#football x reader#football instagram au
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cupid-styles recent fav reads
hi :D there's been sooo much amazing fic going around lately and while I haven't had a chance to read everything, I did want to highlight some of my favorites !!!!!
sail my ridges (wattpad exclusive) by @1800titz — recently posted chapter 2 up on wattpad and im just 🤭🤭🤭🤭 always so enamored by their writing!
knockout by @freedomfireflies — obviously. (no but actually soooo so good, boxer!harry with kind of dark vibes but so interesting and well-written!!!!)
could you live with just a taste by @frioamor — the smut............... jaw-dropping.
get over here by @adore-laur — so fun and cute and had me kicking my feet
snooze by @avatar-anna — OBSESSED with this pairing (hockey player!harry x figure skater!yn) and this was such a fun and sweet snapshot of their life together :)
this blurb by @jarofstyles — had me feeling absolutely insane in the best way possible
short straw by @adorebeaa — frat!harry has my heart and this take on it was just perfect
this smutty blurb by @moonchildstyles — I was just a mere puddle on the floor after reading this
loved, seen, heard by @fkinavocado — I've never read a trope/coupling like this before and really enjoyed it!!!! I can't wait to read more about them :)
one night only (part two) by @harrysbabycherry — absolutely adored the first part of this and the second one did not disappoint!!
part two of vampy y/n and harry by @jawllines — DUH.
book lovers by @mydearesthrry — so cute and sweet, but especially bc I'm a chronic smutty book reader and my partner is always teasing me for it
please you by @adorebeaa — bea literally uploaded this morning and I haven't stopped thinking about them for hours. if you love a silly harry/yn pairing this is top-tier, especially bc it's spicy/smutty throughout!!!! so good!
tysm as always to all the writers in the harry fic community for sharing their talents!!!!! sending you all sm love <3
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How to Become a Step-Dad in 5 Easy Steps: part 1
Jason meets Single Dad Danny who is taking care of a de-aged Dani while trying to get his degree at Gotham U. Both of them fall hard, hijinks and shenanigans ensue, simping on both sides.
Edit: background info/lore found here
Edit: part 2 now found here
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Step 1: Meet an attractive single parent
As a Crime Lord/vigilante Red Hood had multiple safe houses that he used in and out of the mask. Some were for each exclusive identity to prevent anyone from linking them together and others used for both. Currently, Jason was walking out of his 2nd favorite safe house and the mostly permanent residence of “civilian and non-profit worker: Jason Todd” with a plate of cookies and a pan full of lasagna for his new neighbors that moved in two doors down. He may have been a street rat but he’d be damned if Alfred and Talia hadn’t taught him hospitality (it was a fact of life that grandparents and Asian people would try to feed their guests like their honor depended on it). Plus it was a great way to do some reconnaissance on whether or not these new neighbors could potentially pose an issue.
The apartment complex was on the border of Crime Alley and Burnley meaning the people who lived there weren’t doing too hot money-wise but were at least able to avoid the worst of Crime Alley. Jason was just planning to go over introduce himself, hand over the homemade food, and head off to a different safe house to get his gear and patrol. However, he was not expecting to see his new neighbor standing outside struggling to open his own door, a six-year-old on his hip, arguing with someone over the phone.
The young man had a lean build and appeared to be no older than 20, give or take a year or two. He had black bangs that cast a shadow on his face making his eye-bags appear even darker and startling blue eyes clouded with anger and resentment, likely towards whoever was on the phone. He was so occupied with his conversation he didn’t seem to notice that someone else had stepped into the hallway. He was wearing dark blue jeans and a loose white shirt with a NASA logo on it that slightly hung off his shoulder. He also wore a black hoodie with a white hood and neon green accents that seemed to be subject to his sister(?)’s death grip.
Despite his disheveled state, there was something about his new neighbor that drew him in. His aura washed over Jason like a cool breeze on a hot day making it hard for Jason to look away. He would have continued assessing the man if he hadn’t made eye contact with the identical blue eyes of the young girl perched on his hip, who looked at him with a curious sparkle in her eyes. He discreetly turned back around to lock his own door, trying to eavesdrop on the conversation the elder (brother?) seemed to be having. It could provide some info on these new neighbors.
“-shut up Vlad! I’m not moving into your rich guy penthouse! I wouldn’t be taking any of your shady money if I didn’t need child support for Ellie!”
Huh. So her dad/guardian then?
“ Of course I have to do this Vald! What’s the other option, sending her back to a Frootloop like you?! … I’m not going to abandon Ellie for something that wasn’t her choice. She didn’t ask to be created Vlad that’s why she gets a chance.”
Okay so setting aside the rather concerning parts New Neighbor Guy™️ was definitely that child’s parent. Seems fairly rational as well.
“How do I know you’d be a terrible guardian? Plenty of reasons, do you want the list chronologically or alphabetized! You violated me, who you said you wanted to adopt despite me having two living parents, you created Ellie and several other failed attempts without my knowledge, you hid her from me, you tried to teach her to hate me before we even met, you named her Danielle after me instead of giving her her own identity, the list goes on and on Vlad! Do you want me to continue because that’s just the stuff that involves Ellie— I was 14, you middle-aged vampire look-alike! Of course I wasn’t jumping at the chance to become a teen dad! I was a freshman in high school! Besides you know what my parents are like, lab safety regulations were more like a healthy suggestion to them. I was in no position to be taking care of a child!”
Rage flashed in Jason’s eyes as he tightened his grip on his glass Tupperware pan full of lasagna. This conversation was not painting a pretty picture about his neighbor’s situation. He took a deep breath trying to calm himself before belatedly realizing his neighbor had gotten real quiet. He turned around, catching the tail end of his neighbor’s conversation as he finally succeeded in opening the door.
“Whatever Vlad, just keep paying your child support and for Ancients’ sake please stop trying to date my mom. …. Yeah, yeah screw you too Count Chocula.”
The neighbor set his daughter down, likely so she could enter the apartment, and slipped his phone from between his head and shoulder into his hand to hang up on that Vlad guy. Now seemed like as good a time as any to approach. Jason walked up the the young man and coughed trying to get his attention. The young man met Jason’s eyes with a somewhat surprised look. As if he wasn’t unaware of Jason’s presence but hadn’t expected him to talk to him. Jason decided he should start speaking now before things got too awkward.
“Uh- Hi, I’m Jason. I live a few doors down in 357,” he said glancing at the 353 on his neighbors’ door before he continued. “I heard you moving in a few days ago and thought I’d swing by with some food to welcome you to the building.” He stuck out his hand for the other to shake.
“Hi I’m Danny, Danny Nightingale,” he said taking Jason’s hand and ‘Wow his hands are cold’, “ and this little munchkin here is Ellie!” Danny and Ellie flashed him matching smiles like twin suns making Jason's heart melt. He returned their smiles before extending the food to Danny.
“ I don’t know if you’ve had time to get groceries yet but here’s some homemade lasagna if you need a quick meal while you’re getting settled,” he then crouched down to Ellie’s level and stage-whispered in her ear conspiratorially “ and there are some chocolate chip cookies on that plate too.”
Ellie giggled out a thank and threw her arms around Jason’s neck, giving him a quick hug before letting go and dashing into the apartment. Jason watched her go, stunned but feeling warm and fuzzy inside. He turned his attention back to Danny, who shook his head and huffed amusedly. They made eye contact as Jason rose and realized he was a head taller than the guy. He felt the heat expanding in his chest and crawling up his neck, curling behind his ears. He decided now that Ellie had gone in it would be a good time to talk to Danny about what he overheard.
“ So it really wasn’t my intention to do so but I overheard some of that conversation you were having over the phone earlier,” he watched Danny’s smile drop a bit as he winced. Jason awkwardly brought up his hand to scratch the back of his neck and continued.
“ Look I don’t wanna insert myself into your situation but if you ever need help I’m just a few doors down. And if that guy gets pushy or stops sending his child support I can help you find a couple of avenues you can take. Plus, although we’re technically outside Red Hood’s territory I’m sure he wouldn’t mind extending protection over you like he does for the other Crime Alley folk if ya really need it.”
Danny’s face smoothed out looking a bit flushed and appreciative as he went on. He gave Jason a small smile and replied, “ Thank you for the offer. I really do appreciate it. Might just take ya up on it at some point. As for Red Hood? I think I’ll avoid needing the protection of a crime boss vigilante if I can help it. Don’t worry too much about Vlad though. I’ve got him handled currently and he’ll behave if he knows what’s good for him!” Danny smiled threateningly towards the end of his reassurance. (‘His canines are peaking out that’s so cute’)
Jason chuckled with Danny as their eyes locked once more. They stayed lost in each others’ eyes for what seemed like hours before they heard a thump followed by a small “oof” coming from inside the apartment. Danny turned to the door and called out to Ellie,
“Ellie, what was that? Are you okay”
“I’m fine! My shirt just fell!”
“That sounded heavier than a shirt?”
“I was in it!”
Danny sighed, shaking his head before turning to Jason once more.
“Thank you again for the food, any chance you’d like to come in and have something to drink?”
“Thanks for the offer but I’ll have to decline. I need to start heading out for work.”
“Well then, I shouldn’t keep you. I’d hate to make you late for work.” He waved goodbye as Jason nodded his head and started walking down the hall.
His neighbors seemed entirely harmless he decided as he walked away. ‘The kid was cute’ he thought to himself. A smaller voice from the back of his head that sounded vaguely like the Pits chimed in ‘Her dad was even cuter.’
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Please let me know what you guys think and if you want to see more of this. I thrive on feedback so feel free to leave any notes or comments!
#dc x dp#danny phantom#jason todd#danny fenton#danielle fenton#jason todd x danny fenton#dead on main#single parent au#SingleDad!DannyFenton#de-aged Ellie#long post#fluff#comedy#misunderstandings#How to Become a Step-Dad in 5 Easy Steps#HBSD sounds like a good acronym#Better than HBSD5ES
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oh my gosh. what if vampy!reader wanted to go on like a late night walk and take rafe with her and like it’s kinda creepy but it’s her vibe and rafe is the scared one!! so cute i think!
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“come onnn, don’t be a scaredy cat.” you press, already slipping into your thick platforms — rafe tucking in his gun at his waistband secretly. “i’m not— i’m not some bitch. and take those off. it’s dangerous.”
“how is it dangerous?” you giggle, taking a look at yourself in the mirror and fixing your hair. “you can’t run in them,” he continues, already scavenging in your closet in hopes he’ll find a pair of sneakers in the clash of heels. but alas, the only pair he seems to find is a pair of old converse covered in doodles and drawings. “here, look.”
“i don’t even think those fit me anymore, my love. i promise im fine, i can run in these!” you assure, taking his hand in yours. “can we please go now? i wanna show you something.”
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“so.. so why do you like doing this?” rafe whispers, the crunchy sounds of leaves being crushed underneath his shoes making him soothe. almost, anyway. the dimness of the street lights only fighting against it. “cause i wanna show you something,” you repeat, hands wrapped in rafe’s sweaty ones — leading the way.
“yeah.. you see uh, you keep saying that but—” he halts, a small fluttering sound passing with a small squeal above him making him tense. “what the fuck was that?”
“look up,” you giggle, pointing at the small creature that flies across the sky. “is that a bat?”
you nod, humming softly as you lead him to a tree stump, sitting him down. “they're my favorite.” you confess, a tiny cheeky smile that rafe could barely see on your face, stars creating a very soft light. the oldest cameron chuckles softly, nodding and sitting you down on his lap — making sure you’re not too close to feel the bulge of his weapon. “you're my favorite.”
#anon#vampy!reader#rafe cameron prompt#rafe cameron x you#rafe cameron x reader#rafe cameron smut#rafe obx#rafe x reader#rafe x you#rafe outer banks#rafe smut#rafe imagine#outerbanks rafe#rafe cameron imagine#rafe cameron fanfiction#rafe fanfic#rafe fic#rafe cameron fic#drew starkey#drew starkey x reader#drew starkey smut#drew starkey imagine#drew starkey fanfic#drew starkey fanfiction#outerbanks smut#outerbanks imagine#outerbanks x reader#outerbanks fic#rafe cameron thoughts
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i beg for any and all astarion thoughts
I had to write these FIVE TIMES oh my god 😭🖤✋🏽 that just means it’s more polished k swear.
TW mentions of self inflicted wounds for blood for vampi boi, lil bit of blood play, spitting, little graphic lol
Random NSFW astarion
Astarion much prefers cumming on your stomach than anywhere else, he’s not particularly found of creampies but certainly wouldn’t reject if you insisted. Astarion considers it a bit of a masterpiece
Once he gains feelings for you, the sex between you two gets a lot slower, more intimate, while it’s a bit subtle, you notice right away, he isn’t the best at hiding secrets, is he?
I definitely think you could easily convince him to call you mommy
Especially if you had a cut to spill blood into astarions mouth
Yeah he’d beg for your fresh blood for sure
Him licking up the rest of the blood from your skin while keeping eye contact
Then astarion would make his way up to your neck and sucking just a bit more blood
Astarion will never give a hard on
And he’s not afraid to let you know in public
Anything from wrapping his arm around yo ur waist and pressing himself against your back / butt
Whispering the first I eat things to you
“The next dark corner we find in, you’re going to fuck my fingers while I sick that pretty little neck of yours”
Loves taking control
His favorite way of showing you his dominance is holding your wrists above your head with one of his hands
Especially delightful if he’s fucking you against a wall or tree
Second favorite position is missionary, but he loved praying mantis, like your leg on his shoulder
His cock when hard is very long, and slightly curved, hits the spots just right
Loves getting oral, especially deep throating
Huge fan of both very, very sloppy bjs, and the slower, softer kind
Loves seeing his cum and spit dripping down your chin, he will even wipe it away for you
Spitting? Very down
Will let idk his tongue out to let spit drip into your mouth
Or just very aggressively spit
Depends on how rough he’s feeling
Cause when he’s rough you’ll be sore for days
No voice left from screaming his name
Astarion would never shame your kinks, and would always be down to try new things
And is very open and interested in toys
Once you found yourself at a brothel that has a new machine, magic powered, a dildo that trusted by itself
You paid good money to get fucked by it while astarion watched
But he couldn’t wait that long before he joined in, having you all to himself but being able to feel another inside you was definitely enlightening
Y’all definitely walked away with that in your bag, without paying a penny
Camp often hears your loud moans throughout the night, and they have a running bet on a many thing of your sex life. Who’s gonna be louder that night, how long you’ll go, and if you’ll actually come back to camp or just stay outside of the area to sleep alone
#x reader#smut#astarion#astarion x reader#astarion x tav#astarion smut#fanfiction#baldurs gate tav#baldurs gate astarion#baldurs gate 3#baldurs gate 3 x reader#baldurs gate x reader
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hey vamps how does it feel to be the bestest girlfriend ever
Awww I don’t think I’m the bestest girlfriend ever but you’re so sweet and I love you so much <33
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Catie: Do you think the henchmen need to unionize?
Cato: actually….if they HAVE to, but, I don’t think they-
Ed barges into the door with a BAM and angry footsteps
Edward: YOU TWO HAVE DONE IT THIS TIME!!
Catie and Cato: wait what?-
Edward: you’re going to explain to me why you’ve been in the Rogues! The Podcast fandom for HOW LONG and yet you NEVER talk about me even though I’m the main character!
Catie: have you like actually seen my content? I talk about you like exclusively
Edward: (sticks his hand up to silence Catie) Oh we all know what happened to your “content” while you were in England.
Edward: AND YOU…you’re a TRAITOR! You wear that symbol and color with SHAME!
Cato: Pink and Green are complementary colors, I have a brand to keep up with.
Edward: That is NOT an excuse. The idea that you are that good at drawing Jonathan Crane is vile. And now…you’re going to make it up to me.
Cato and Catie: Wait what? (Huh?)
Edward: You are going to tell ME about the spectacular, well thought out plan YOU have CREATED. To apologize to ME for your atrocious lack of Riddler themed content
Edward: So what is it?? What’s that great master plan of yours? I’m listening and awaiting an answer.
Cato and Catie fumble a bit as they try to speak on their behalf. This could be improvised between Catie and Cato while recording.
Catie snaps her fingers at a probable solution.
Catie: The Zine!!! We have a zine.
Cato: You are the main character in our upcoming Zine.
Catie: a big art collaboration featuring 36 fantastic artists, all drawing YOUR likeness.
Cato: including an exclusive interview with-
Edward: wow! Don’t care, tell me the parts about ME.
Cato: well… It features many illustrations, writings, and Comics from various moments from the hit ‘ROGUES! The Podcast’
Catie: it features mainly you, and plenty of background characters such as Jonathan Crane, Oswald Cobblepot, Laura Cameron, Query and Echo, and more! But it’s all just for highlighting your existence and greatness as The Riddler.
Edward: …. You’re just kissing my ass aren't you. This zine isn’t just about me! You’re lying!
Catie: Actually statistically you’re featured in 25 pieces while Jonathan Crane for example is only in ____ pieces which is like a ___ difference.
Edward: Do I look like someone who doesn’t know basic arithmetic?
There are some strong knocks on the door
Cato: I’ll get it.
Cato opens the door revealing Jonathan Crane
Jon: Well well well I knew I heard a narcissist and my favorite overreacter! Have any drawings of me yet? You know people go crazy when you draw me (Jon chuckle)
Cato: (forced laughter) HAHAHAHA! I'm gonna go to the other room now.
Catie: (forced laughter) HAHHAHAHAHA. You’re gonna sit down. HAHAHAHAHA
Cato: (forced laughter turns to defeat) OK OK.
Edward: No no! They’re not drawing you! They have a lot of drawings of ME to catch up on since this little Zine project isn’t even centered around me!
Jon: Of course it’s not all about you Ed. It’s Rogues! The fanzine not Riddler! The fanzine
Catie and Cato: that's right!
Catie: it features almost everyone that appears in Rogues! the podcast!
Cato: including iconic scenes from all the seasons and special events like Lockup’s Lockdown and murder in the house of mystery
Captain Boomerang for some reason: am I in it?
Catie and Cato: NO
Edward: You know. This could be a good thing. More people would see how much better I am.
Jon: You are insufferable, you know that right?
Edward: And I’m in more zine pieces than you. That means some people find me charming.
Jon: you two. When is this zine thing out?
Catie: January 31st!
Cato: and it’s free so you don’t have to pay to see it
Edward: Ah, perfect. People don’t even have to pay to see Jon’s ugly mug
Jon: Oh you're funny. That was funny.
Cato: you know what would be funny? If you guys left right now.
Catie: yeah you interrupted Cato’s vampire Jon drawing time
Jon: Vampire Jon?
Edward: And that is our cue to leave! You two need to feature me more!
Catie/Cato: yes sir will do!
Jon and Edward leave
Cato: I’m killing you
Catie: WHAT DID I DO!?
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KPOP/POP QUIZ TIME !
favorite kpop group. BTS (ult of ults), enhypen, txt
favorite kpop sololist. IU and sunmi
favorite pop band. coldplay and the neighborhood
favorite pop sololist. taylor swift and ariana grande
if you could date ONE kpop idol who would it be? (ONLY ONE). JEON JUNGKOOK,, is that even a surprise?
tagged by, @alvojake vampie <3 tagging, @luvhyun3 @jungqkook @ctrlemis @enhalpy @koishua @boyfhee @heelvsted @heesbaby @cornenhapovs @www-jungwon @okwonyo @eeunoia @leaderwon @tyunni @jjunae @stariekis @lheebra @isoobie @lilyuwon @ms-no1kpopstan @theyluvvaubery @fakeuwus @jaylaxies @moon7jay @sserasin @sparklovespink (no pressure!)+ anyone who wants to do this just reblog from me > 3 < !
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