Cant get him out of my head so here’s this

warnings ig? : mentions reader wearing a bra

convincing xavier to give you your first stick and poke tattoo, he finally gives in on the condition that he gets to pick the tattoo and the placement. you trust xavier not to tattoo anything too crazy on you so you agree and when the time comes he asks you to meet him in his art shed after school.

when you get there you see that he’s cleared off enough table space you to lie down on it, complete with a towel covering it and another one rolled up acting as a pillow. you hop up on the table and look over and see he has a couple needles and mini cups of ink.

“where’d you get needles on such short notice?” you ask curious, “Wednesday. she had extra unused ones left over from her parents birthday gift” he responds “of course she did” you laughed slightly as a comfortable silence, minus the music he has playing in the background, takes over while he finishes getting everything organized. eventually he tells you to lay on your side and lift your shirt slightly. you’re like ??? because first of all the ribs is a moderately painful place to get a first tattoo and secondly that’s a very intimate place to get a tattoo, especially from xavier.

you look at him, eyes widening a bit and he just tells you to trust the process. “what if the pain is to much?” “you’re more than welcome to hold my hand if you need to” he’s such a flirt.

you do as he says and lay on the table, facing away from him obviously because you knew your warm face and neck would’ve been a dead give away to how much his proximity was affecting you. you jump slightly as he places a cool alcohol pad on your side and wipes the area he’s gonna be working on. he sits down on a stool and asks you if you’re ready and you breathe in deeply and nod bracing yourself for the pain.

you gasp as his none dominant hand slides across your stomach making goosebumps rise and he chuckles a bit holding you steady while the hand holding the needle sits in it’s starting place pinky out and rubbing against the underside of your bra to keep his hand from being shaky, so he says. you’re hyper aware of every move he makes and are tempted to break the tension by joking about how he’s not wearing gloves. you’d run the risk of him actually getting up to find gloves though and you quite like the rough feeling of his fingertips sliding over your skin as you breathe in and out. so you settle for closing you eyes and trying not to tremble as he starts poking your skin repeatedly, etching a piece of his art onto you forever.

it’s hard to hold a conversation with xavier when he’s deep into his artistic mode so you just enjoy the chase atlantic playlist he has playing while becoming numb to the feeling of a needle being stabbed into you continuously. he checks in with you often to make sure you’re still okay before he eventually finishes and leans away to grab a mirror so you can see the tattoo fully.

it’s the bud of a flower that has not yet bloomed. you look at him in confusion hundred of questions running through your mind about why he choose this as a tattoo. before you can get a single question out though he raises his hand and the flower bud blooms into a beautiful red spider lily, your favorite. you stare at him on shock as you didn’t know his artwork cold move on anything other that paper. you have the sneaky suspicion he didn’t either seeing as his expression basically mirrors yours.

“Xavier, what would’ve happened if that little trick of yours didn’t work?”

“… i would’ve owed you a very big apology.”

now every time he greets you or says goodbye, he runs his hand up your side to make the flower bloom. it’s a cute little secret you guys share :))

“Is This A Date?” Part 2

(part 1)

the end~

Guys,,,,,,

BEHOLD MY NEWEST CHILD! BLAHAJ BE UPON YE!!

Instead of the usual size and color scheme I decided to use up some scrap trans yarn I still had after some other projects, I’m so happy with how this came out!

Thank you to @gigginox for helping me pick out the name Lenny! If anyone wants to see me make the Traditional Blahaj(tm) lemme know ☺️

The other children will be revealed in due time

"Sanuso week-" wrong! Sanuso "commit to a very specific prompt to the point of losing your mind and writing 232 pages about Sanji and Usopp falling in love in a disney jane austen shakespearian game of thrones type of way" week !!

What Valentine-y skills does Poe possess? Is he poetic? Flowers, singing? picnic?

It's a galaxy far, far away, but a girl can dream...

Hope your day was lovely!

aaaaaah thank you so much for sending this in! i'm sorry i'm answering this a day late, i had to work late yesterday 🥲

OKAY SO. i feel like poe is the kind of person who would put in so much effort into making the ones he loves feel special on a day like valentine's day...however, i also kind of love the idea that he is kind of terrible some of the things he tries? lol. like, maybe he can sing, and he knows you love when he sings, so he tries to write you a song (he's pretty good at coming up with those inspirational speeches so, why not, right?) and maybe it's just...awful. he works so hard on it though, puts all his love for you into it, and ultimately you just can't help but appreciate his efforts. 😆

at the end of the day, i feel like he is better at showing you how much he cares for you more so than telling you. which is maybe why something like flowers and/or a picnic might work out better for him. he seems like the kind of person who pays close attention to people, especially those he cares for, so he knows all your favorite things without you having to tell him. i also think he'd love sharing something with you that's his, that means something to him, maybe a favorite place or a dish from his homeworld. he's a sentimental one, our flyboy. ❤️

i'm envisioning a picnic somewhere with just the two of you, somewhere that either is important to one or both of you (maybe it's where he likes to go to clear his head, or maybe it's where you first kissed). he'd give you your favorite flowers, prepare all the food himself, making sure to include every single one of your favorites. maybe he'd also include one of his favorite dishes from yavin iv, one his dad used to make for his mom (and later, when he got a little older, poe as well) on special occasions. maybe he also gives you a gift and maybe he made it by hand, just for you, or maybe it's just something you needed or wanted that he knows you'll never ask anyone for. whatever he ends up doing though, he'll make sure you know just how special and loved you are by him 🥹❤️

I thought it would be funny to do a breaking bad AU

trick or treat!!! roy/jamie #12 !

12. musical 🥰

“The musical My Fair Lady,” Beard says, not lowering his book, “is based on the 1913 play Pygmalion by Irish playwright George Bernard Shaw, which is in turn based on the Greek myth of the sculptor Pygmalion.” “So?” “Pygmalion—” Beard’s looking at him from over his book now with that nonplussed stare—“sculpts a statue he finds so perfect that he falls in love with his creation.” Roy finds himself glancing back through the doorway just as Jamie pulls off his shirt, pausing to fix his hair in the mirror before he opens the locker to grab his kit. When Roy turns around, Beard’s buried in his book again. “Right.” Roy frowns and shuts the door.

read it on ao3 :)

they were literally in middle school!!!!! why'd they have to go and do all of that?!??!??!?!!!!?!???!!!!!!! 😩😩

Had an discussion with my friend about this so;

Observe: this is the face of a man who does not want to spend his day selling/changing/collecting money for water filters

For the love of god woman just give me my money and stop with the water filter crap

Whatever had lead them to this point, Leona no longer remembered. All she knew was the sharp sound of steel upon steel, colliding in countless strikes, and the adrenaline rushing through her veins. Coming here, she had made peace with the fact that only one of them would walk back out ━ and the metallic taste in her mouth spoke to the likely outcome of the evening. Still, she would fight to the last.

Diana was a formidable foe, and she deserved nothing less.

The first arrow shot past her faster than she could catch on to what it was. Only once a couple more shone gold in the sunset rays did she realize what was happening ; anger quickly boiling within her chest. A few of her Ra’horak warriors still took it upon themselves to hunt Lunari, despite Leona's orders to refrain. From behind her back she heard a muted ❝ Volley! ❞

She didn't need any further warning, charging towards Diana once more but this time with her shield pushing forward instead of her sword. She made no impact upon the other Aspect either, instead raising her shield above both of their heads as the archers let fly their arrows, seemingly uncaring about whether she'd be met with a blade to the gut or not.

❝ Get down, ❞ she urged the other woman, before gritting her teeth in a pained expression as an arrow pieced her leg, and another pair her back. More blood soon welled up behind her teeth, as she stood leaned over Diana protectively, shield held high as if that was her only priority right then. Maybe it was.

The edges of her eyes softened just a tad, brows furrowing as she finally met her former friend's eyes. ❝ Diana . . . ❞

➤ ㅤ@lun4ri

a bit of a risque Cruella Unusual, looking all sultry when in fact her wig is probably caught on the collar of her jacket or something and she’s about to start swearing up a storm in Welsh

for @mothman-is-my-girlfriend, whose kind interest pushed me to get over my ace shyness enough to post it :P

𝒘𝒉𝒐 :  wes  &  charlie , @ignrance 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 :  charlie's house , 2:53am

it  hadn’t  ever  occurred  to  wes  that  maybe  carrying  an  angry  cat  on  the  subway  wasn’t  the  best  idea  he’d  ever  had .  in  fact ,  he'd only just realized  that  it  was  possibly  one  of  the  worst  ideas  he’s  had  in  a  long  while .  not  only  did  he  receive  a  scandalized  look  from  the  grandma  he  passed  as  he  boarded  (  scandalizing  grandmas  was  a  typical  pastime  for  him ,  though ,  so  this  didn’t  really  phase  him  ) ,  but  the  absolutely gorgeous  man  on  the  bench  facing  him  wouldn’t  even  smile  back  (  this  was  troubling  —  they  had  to  remember  that  cat  was  anything  but  a  stellar  wingman  ) .  he  pouted  as  the  train  jostled  through  the  dark  tunnels ,  cat  squirming  in  his  lap ,  just  as  ready  to  get  aboveground  as  wes  was ..  or  maybe  cat  just  knew  who  they  were  going  to  see . that  made  more  sense  to  wes ,  considering  how  enamored  the  orange  demon  was  with  both  charlie  and  her  own  cat ,  helena .  wes  was  antsy  to  arrive  as  well  —  they  were  positively  starving  and  they  knew  that  charlie  had  an  unopened  box  of  instant  belgian  waffles  in  her  pantry  that  were  just  waiting  for  him  ( if  he  was  the  one  to  put  them  there ,  then  that’s  his  business ) .  finally ,  after  what  felt  like  much  longer  than  it  actually  was ,  wes  was  letting  both  himself  and  cat  into  charlie’s  apartment ,  tossing  his  key  on  the  table  by  the  door  as  he  went .  immediately ,  cat  streaked  off  in  the  direction  of  the bedroom ,  likely  to  drape  himself  over  helena  for  the  rest  of  the  night .  wes ,  however ,   went  straight  for  the  kitchen ,  not really noticing  just how goddamn loud he was being .  he’d  plated  four  extra  fluffy  waffles  when  he  heard  footsteps  behind  him ,  a  grin  spreading  on  his  face  as  he  turned .  “ finally ! did  you  want  maple  or  strawberry  syrup ?  ” he looked between her and the plate , tongs held absentmindedly in his hand . “ i mean , i’ve  already  drowned  them  in  strawberry ,  though , so i'm not really giving you a choice , but i figured i'd ask to be nice . ”

needa give aizen a fat SMOOCH ON THE LIPS he’s too fine for his own good!!!!

more than just a fat smooch fr !!! there’s two sides of this y’know? one part of me wants to give him fat smooches all over his pretty handsome face, cause he prolly has never personally experienced a shred of real affection or love in his life ( of his own choice ofc, he probably thinks it’s a tie that’ll only hold him down as a weakness to reach his true goal— ) ANYWAY. yes i wanna give him so many kisses, sweet tender ones and hold his massive hands, run my fingers through his hair and my thumb across his knuckles and give him the biggest hug ever while i tell him how gorgeous he is and how i’ll be there for him always

but at the same time, i wanna give his bulbous pink tip the fattest smooch ever YADIGGGGG😂? literally want to inhale that man’s cock even though it probably won’t fit down my whole throat bc he’s too big n long :(( i’d try my best though! give him the the most back arching, skin slurping, groan inducing head ever. wanna give his abs a fat smooch before i ride them, and then his face and this dick 😋 i need him to sex me so good i can’t even remember what day of the week it is

dual sides of sosa yk <3

you could draw all of fob getting slushies or something like that❤️

maybe they should’ve splurged on a third slushie after all

(patrick and joe will not share with pete)

and! we're! still! oc-ifying! those! downsiders!