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hitomisuzuya · 1 month

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OK YAY, ASKS ARE OPEN

This is gonna sounds weird but uhhhh

Maybe Scara punishing a bratty reader who had been whiny, annoying and complaining abt everything the whole so Scara had enough and became extremely rough with her. Like, tied her hands and legs, blind folded her too so she wouldn't even able to tell what's happening

(I'm sorry if sounds weird, feel free to delete it if it's too weird 😭😭)

Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Brat taming. Bondage. Blindfold. Degradation. Orgasm denial. Clit stimulation. Cunnilingus.

It absolutely doesn't sound weird. I love writing smut like this❤️

Scaramouche's hands ghosted over your skin, sending a visible shiver through your body that made him smirk. You looked so defenseless and delicate, your wrists bound above your hand to the headboard, your legs bound and spread apart for him. You only had sensation and anticipation of touch to go on.

You'd been such a brat all day.

Nothing appeased you, absolutely nothing. Every other thing out of your mouth was a whiny complaint. He'd had enough when you said you thought the sun was too bright and hot, so you asked for his. Only to give it back to him a few minutes later, saying to felt too heavy.

He retracted his hand for a long moment, drawing out your anticipation before he casually circled his finger around and around one of your sensitive nipples. Your breath hitched in your throat, a tingling jolt of pleasure shooting straight to your throbbing clit.

A whine tore from your throat, your back arching when you felt a pinch on your nipple. "Whine, whine, whine. That's all you have done all day," He hissed, flicking your nipple, "You can whine in a way that's more useful to me, slut. Whine while you beg to cum."

He drug his finger agonizingly slow, enjoying the way you writhed on the bed, straining at your restraints. Your walls clenched around nothing, his touches feeling twice as magnified due to the sensory deprivation.

His hand traveled down your stomach, goosebumps trailing in their wake. He parted the folds of your dripping pussy, his cock throbbing at the thought of pushing you to your very limits. "Bratty sluts need to be put in their place," He gave your clit a wet smack, nearly making your mind shatter as your hips jerked off the bed.

You mewled as the tips of his fingers started an assault on your clit. The more he stroked and pinched the sensitive nub, the more it swelled and throbbed. "Please Scara," Your first words of begging tumbling out of your mouth in a shaky sigh.

He suddenly plunged two fingers inside of you, making you gasp as he hooked them accurately into your sweet spot. "Oh? You think you are in a position to feebly beg and get what you want?" He antagonized, scissoring your walls apart before barely nudging his fingers into your sweet spot again.

Your hips bucked up into his fingers, his eyes drinking in the way you squirmed from his edging. "Scara, please. Please, I can't take it," You pleaded, squeezing your eyes tight shut behind the blindfold.

"Complaining now, are we?" Scaramouche smacked your clit again. You gasped, the blissful sting making your legs shake as you got wetter from his rough treatment.

"N-No, I'm not," You moaned. You could practically feel his glare cutting right through you. You heard the sheets shift, his warm breath fanning on your clit.

He silenced any further, whiny pleas with his tongue prodding against your clit. He groaned, slowly swirling his tongue. He smirked as he flattened his tongue, licking long and slow lines up your cunt.

Every lick and lap made your body twitch, proceeding to edge you just mercilessly with his tongue. He had this incredible ability to build your orgasm up little by little. It was making you lose the ability to even think.

He latched his lips around your clit for just the right amount of him, sucking until your orgasm was right on the threshold of washing over you. It seemed like hours had passed, his laughs only sounding crueler each time he denied you.

"Another one?!" You cried out, your hips bucking, frenzied into his mouth. He so wanted to lift the blindfold and see the tears welling into your eyes. "Please, just let me cum! Please!"

"Please, please, please," Scaramouche mocked condescendingly, his fingers squeezing into your thighs to hold your legs apart as you struggled to close them around his head. "You think that's good enough, whore?"

You saw stars as the tip of his tongue prodded at your entrance. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'll be a good girl, I promise!" You choked back a sob of pleasure, the ropes binding your wrists rubbing against your skin.

"Cry louder, slut. It's amusing," He vibrated a moan on your cunt, "You'll cum when I am satisfied."

#genshin impact #genshin smut #fem!reader #genshin imagines #scaramouche #scaramouche smut #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche x you

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topaz-witch-tea · 2 months

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Does Baiheng have any Foxian? suitors wanting her hand in marriage. but Baiheng is like "sorry I'm already in a relationship. " . And Jingliu staring menacingly at the suitor from behind Baiheng.

😂 Sadly or not so sadly, Baiheng has no suitors vying for her hand in marriage.

Baiheng is very public about her marriage for Jingliu whether it be matching clothes, jade bracelets, or the ornament on her waist that is made of icy white jade to resemble her partner's snow-colored hair. Baiheng loves being married and goes out of her way to show it in her clothes, hair, and just overall demeanor.

Towards people who simply cannot take the hint, she makes hand movements when she talks to draw attention to her wedding ring and jade bracelets. Sometimes she'll brush her hand against the jade at her wait so they'll tinkle or she keeps mentioning "Oh, my wife bought this..." or "Oh, I'm so excited to meet my wife after this. She loves this tea I just bought."

She has a very fun and mischievous demeanor so sometimes she'll personally drag out the interaction just to drop the person, especially if they haven't been getting the hint/ignoring it. "Oh, yeah I'm incredibly insterested in that restaurant. You want to go there? Sure! Let me invite my wife, Jingliu as well. Oh I'm sure you know of the Sword Master Jingliu."

Jingliu doesn't get involved and instead finds the whole thing incredibly amusing. She loves and adores her wife but knows very well Baiheng can hold her own, so instead, she just stands back as Baiheng plays with her prey like a cat with a mouse.

I'm so sorry it's taken so long to get this out😭😭

I'm am slowly finishing up all my incomplete drafts😂

Thank you so much for sending this to me and feel free to send in asks❤️

#honkai star rail #yanqing’s happy family au #yanqing's happy family au asks #hsr #jingliu #jingliu x baiheng #baiheng

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fatuismooches · 1 year

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HIIII ITS 🎐 ANÓN HERE! I HOPE YOURE DOING AMAZING CUTIE PIE MWA MWA! I’m writing this pretty late but fragile reader who used to paint in their free time before getting sick. Which they were praised for back when they could, but nowadays since they have trouble moving and need to depend on the clones, they can’t draw or paint anymore…which makes them sad since they would really want to draw something for Dottore and the clones, but even picking up a pen is difficult nowadays…I can imagine fragile reader has tried to draw something but, their hands are so shaky the most they can draw now are simple figures like stick men…if anything it looks more like a 5 year old did it than an actual adult…and one day they tried to draw but to not luck…so they just crumble up the paper and throw it to the side. Unaware that one of Dottore’s clones was watching. So once reader is put to sleep, the clone picks up the wrinkled piece of paper to see that they actually tried drawing a few random things, but they tried drawing Dottore most of all…and a few clones! Which is impressive with how shaky their hands are now. The clone shows the “masterpiece” to Dottore, who just stares at blankly, but internally he’s actually surprised reader could even do that…he could still recall how lovely they used to draw before they got ill…and how they actually even promised to draw him…so Dottore takes the wrinkles up paper and tells the clone to go back to work. But, as he does experiments/paper work (idk), he looks back on the drawing, which does look like it was drawn by a 5 year old…but yet, Dottore can’t help but feel glad somehow…seeing that despite the fact reader is so ill, they continue to think of others despite their condition…which he can’t help but fold up the paper nicely and put it in a drawer for safe keeping.

Anyways I got lazy at the end but take this is a small Drabble! I’m sorry if it’s not the best ;w; It was a random thought I made up since I’m an artist myself and I couldn’t help but have to write it! I hope you enjoy reading it though! I LOVE YOU SMOOCHES MWAH MWAH KISS KISS CHU CHU!! ❤️❤️

🎐-Anón!!!

OH MY GOSH CUTIE PIE I LOVE THIS!!! THANK YOU!!!!!!!! IT IS LITERALLY THE BEST DON’T U DARE SAY ANYTHING ELSE. I WAS JUST LIKE :DDDDD THE WHOLE TIME READING OMFG

Associating with the arts was always a daunting task if you lived in Sumeru. Dancing, singing, drawing, hell, even writing was looked down upon if it wasn’t academically related. And while you did face a large amount of side eyes and tongue clicking from the Akademiya folks, there was surprisingly a great number of people who enjoyed your art, and you were immensely grateful for them. But no one quite inspired you as much as Zandik.

You were honestly baffled when he didn’t turn his nose up at your paintings. You had kept it a secret from him, hidden drawings in a concealed compartment of your shared dorm, but he still managed to find out, when you were so into your painting you did not realize his arrival. You thought that considering how much of a man of science he was, he'd think that painting was a waste. But you were wrong.

That was so long ago, it hardly mattered now. After all, reminiscing about the old times only served to make you more downhearted. What good was it when it was just a painful reminder of what you could not do anymore? The simple action of gliding pen against paper had become an activity that you started to dread. Your shaky hands always produced what you desired least, crude stickmen and doodles littering the page you’d wasted. It looked like a child’s mindless scribbles, and you sure felt like one after all your unfruitful labor. It was no use, you decided, throwing it into the trash. You simply weren’t in the same state as you were before.

You go to sleep tired as usual, and a clone is cleaning your room as usual. There is never much to clean, but Prime had made it a rule to keep your quarters as clean and spacious as possible. Needless to say, the clone is surprised to see a lone crumpled ball at the bottom of the bin. He can’t help but be curious - all of the clones crave to get to know you on a personal level - and is surprised at the painstakingly drawn art. The segment can tell you erased a copious amount of times, from all the wrinkles and barely legible lines. Yet he knows how great a feat this is, considering your condition. The rough art can’t help but make him grin too - he can still recognize some of his fellow clones and his creator despite the lack of proportions.

When Zandik sees the image, a sense of surprise but also relief flows through him. Surprised that you still managed to pull this off, and relief that you are still yourself despite everything that has happened. He knows that your body has changed, but he doesn’t want you yourself to change. Though the drawing may seem distasteful to anyone else, he is content.

You are still trying, and he shall too. He swears that you’ll be able to deliver that painting you promised to him centuries ago.

#smooches talks #🎐 anon #fragile reader <3 #dottore love notes <3 #UR LITERALLY A GENIUS STOP #I LOVE LOVEEEDD THIS

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csphire · 6 months

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A collection of my favorite posts and reactions to others.

(Is it mostly about Dammon? ...um yes, at least for now.)

🔨 Updated Dammon Build Guide!

💡The mystery that's a part of Dammon's appeal and a solution to preserve it. 💡 🧂 ❤️

Forge of the Nine Interior Shots. 🫣📖😳

Dammon's Basement and bonus The Devil's Fee

The Stable at Last Light Inn

💣What I keep in mind while writing Dammon

📌 - The Gift of Good Luck 2/?🍀 Dammon/Anna (Tav) so far... Multi-chapter WIP and NSFW! My Tavs:

Who's Anna? (My cannon Tav) Who's Karye? (Still a WIP) Meet Mouse (My third cannon Tav.) Meet Tav (Gustav the VIII)

A Warning ⚠️

~couple questions~ for when you need an excuse to talk about your characters/ship 😽

-For the couple questions promt, 2, 5 and 17 for Tavetha/Dammon, and 3, 6, and 15 for Anna/Astarion? 👀

blossoming romance writing prompts

Tav Asks 18, 19 and 20 | 7, 12 and 30

...

Love Trial

I can die happy now?

The only two things I would steal from Dammon

(Admittedly if we all could)

Did you take my scarf?

Dammon as Player Character Meets Karlach.

Why you should not let Astarion ascend.

Infernal Machinery

Mods that turn companions into Dammon

This look honestly breaks me

A silly (thirsty) dream

Early Access Dammon

Things I miss the most from Early Access

Headcannons:

My firsts thoughts and headcannons about Dammon

Food-related Headcanons for Dammon

Just wondering what Dammon's Parents were like.

Why do we like Dammon?

My headcannons to swordcreature's question of, What are some of the shitty things about Dammon?

Tiefling Horns and Claws

Images, Videos & .gifs:

For any of my screenshots or gifs feel free to use any of these for drawing references but please tag me because one, I can't get enough of him (and Karlach), and two, I want to reblog your hard work. 💕

Dammon and Stars

More Expression Drawing References for Dammon

Fireflies and Northern Lights (.gif version)

"You're welcome to stop by anytime, Dammon."

Part 1 | Part 2 | .gif version

Dammon is being rather cheeky here…

Dammon x Karye 💗

Whispers and hopes when it comes to a future BG3 DLC

Tav as Dammon

Dammon in Astarion's love scene (.gif version) Smooches

Dammon as Halsin? (It didn't really work but it was hilarious.)

Perception Fail & So this happened today

More Dammon Anyone?

The Bearer of Bad News ;_;

Karlach & Dammon

Eclectic Talents

Internally Panics

We need more love for Lakrissa!💜

The strange ox!🐂

Made By Others That I Just Love :

Lick 😋

Oh, the struggle...

Fantastic Art

Dammon sad? Oh nos... *cries*

Warm feeling 🌻🌞

How would Anna react if Astarion were to Ascend?

(She would dump him and buff Dammon to deliver a swift message.)

What we all wish we could have done in that moment.

Gale's Home Closeup Shots

Writing Prompts:

Take these ideas and run with them. But tag me so I can read and reblog what you come up with, okay? ^_~

"I like ducks"

My Fan-fiction: (my writing style in a nutshell here)

Rosemary, Lilacs, Lilies and Bergamot Astarion/Anna (Tav)

Purples, Blues, and Gold Astarion/Anna (Tav)

Sweetums and Sunshine Dammon/Tav NSFW!

#bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #dammon #astarion #bg3 dammon #bg3 astarion #mostly dammon #lol #pinned post #master list #master post

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xinhua-jun · 8 months

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Ooohhh are you taking prompts? If so “What, did you think I kissed you all these times because I was doing it for the shits and giggles?” “…Let’s be real, you did have a lot of fun shoving your tongue down my throat in public.” for the pairing of your choice? If you want🥰

[prompts] [AO3]

LOL I just saw this (hellsite 🙄) and I was so confused ;; I forgot I had those prompts queued 😂❤️ but they’re good prompts!! so here you go~ thank you for the ask mi cielo 💜 I hope everything is going well!!

Arthur is having a wonderful time.

He shouldn’t have expected it to last.

They’re celebrating another successful mission, at one of Saito’s many mansions. They had a great dinner. Now he’s drinking one of Yusuf’s amazing cocktails, surrounded by friends and enjoying their chatter. It’s such a good atmosphere that he lets himself, foolishly, be lulled into a false sense of security.

So of course that’s when Ariadne brings it up.

“So,” she says, in that tone that tells Arthur whatever’s about to come out of her mouth next is going to test his love and adoration for her. He’s proven right when she follows it up with: “Since when are you two dating?”

He almost chokes on his drink.

“We’re not dating,” Arthur says, as delicate as possible, but still firm.

“Oh. You’re not?” Ariadne says, at the same time Eames goes, “We’re not?” next to him, just as surprised as her.

Arthur loves him even as his heart squeezes.

He’s trying to make things less awkward, even as his own comfort is compromised.

“Alright.” Cobb claps his hands together. “Why don’t we give them a little bit of space.”

Arthur has to remind himself that Cobb is a great friend, really he is. He just has the worst sense of timing when they’re not on assignment.

They’re all out the door before he can do anything to stop them—which, might as well. What’s he going say? ‘I’ve been trying really hard to ignore that I’m in love with my best friend while he isn’t, and now you’ve gone and made it weird’? Yeah, right.

Besides, it’s not Ariadne’s fault. Cobb’s, maybe, since he made it all serious before Arthur could play it off. Certainly his own, for being such a bad actor.

There’s a reason why the Forger is–

Eames wraps light fingers around his wrist. “Darling?”

Arthur hums noncommittally, taking a sip of his cocktail.

“Was it the kissing?” Eames says softly.

‘Was it me doing my job that gave you the wrong impression?’

The cocktail is really interesting, now that he notices. He will have to ask Yusuf later how he can balance that many colors without having them mix, and still make it taste nothing like the alcohol they serve at the pubs.

“Okay.” Eames’s voice is—off, just a little, which is what draws Arthur’s attention.

Eames is looking at their hands, but Arthur can tell he’s not really seeing them. There’s the little furrow he always gets between his eyebrows whenever he’s thinking really hard about something important.

Oh, no. He’s trying to let me down gently.

“Listen,” Arthur puts his free hand on top of Eames’, allows himself to linger because this might be the last time he ever does. “I know you don’t feel the same way about me. You don’t have to let me down gently–”

“Wait,” Eames interrupts him. “Darling, darling, darling. What? Let you down gently? Why would I do that?”

Arthur huffs out a laugh. “It’s okay, Eames.” And really, it is. Arthur has had enough time to come to terms with it—if not with the immensity of his feelings, with the fact that Eames, for as much of a mischievous streak as he has, would never do anything to hurt him. That’s all that matters, really. “I’m a big boy. I can take it.”

And he can. Eames might not be in love with Arthur, but he does love him. He proves it every single day, in small and big ways. Bringing him coffee just the way Arthur likes, helping him research their targets, pulling him in on the fun whenever he can allow himself some mischief in some forgotten corner of a dream, bringing him souvenirs from all his trips… Arthur has had a very fulfilling life, with this job, surrounded by friends, and especially right next to Eames.

Eames who stares incredulously at him. Eames whose eyes widen like he’s having a sudden realization. Eames who lets go of his hand, only to cradle his face gently. Eames who leans in, Eames who is kissing him–

Eames is kissing him.

It’s a slow, tender kiss. Nothing like the playful pecks, or the noisy smooches, or the heated make-out sessions he sometimes engages Arthur in when the dream allows it. This is soft and heartfelt and sweet, and just as able to make him weak at the knees as any of the others.

Arthur, too, has an epiphany.

“My dear,” Eames begins, once the need for air makes it difficult to continue. His already plush lips are kiss-swollen and pink and Arthur just wants to reel him back in. “Did you think that when I kissed you all those times, I was just doing it for the shits and giggles?”

Arthur laughs, just as breathless. “Let’s be real, you did have a lot of fun shoving your tongue down my throat in public.” Arthur searches Eames’ eyes, “In dream public. You were always in-character when you would kiss me, and never did it out of an assignment.”

“Sweetheart.” Eames groans, but he can’t stop smiling, either. “While very rewarding, you know I don’t need to be kissing you to play a convincing role.” His thumb swipes gently under Arthur’s eye. “Most of those characters weren’t even anywhere near the target’s vicinity.”

“I will admit I found it a little strange and daring, even for you,” Arthur concedes. “But I just thought you were challenging yourself, to see how much control you had over your characters regardless of the distance.”

The look Eames gives him holds unmistakable fondness. “I was trying to give you some space. I wasn’t in any hurry, so I told myself I would leave it up to you and that we could go at your own pace.”

Oh.

Arthur is such a fool.

“Oh,” he says dumbly, maybe for the first time since he was a gangly teen.

Eames has a way to make him feel like a gangly teen: imperfect, unstoppable, brave. Full of life.

“Now that I’ve made my intentions clear,” Eames gives him a look, then a grin. “Arthur, darling, can I kiss you?”

Arthur can feel his ears burn. His breath hitches. “Yes.”

So Eames does.

#🎐#dream husbands #inception #things I write #elle #I just think oblivious Arthur is just so #[chef's kiss]#it’s ok Eames loves him #now I wanna write one of those 5+1 ahhh #5 times Eames kisses Arthur on a mission and 1 time Arthur kisses him first #maybe later~

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sebastiansluts · 2 years

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Hi Rose, thank you for asking <3 yeah I'd like daddy kink. Actually I specified daddy issues bc she's going for a grown man -instead of the younger ones- for the first time in her life without any experience in dating etc. And that's why she's anxious/insecure, bc she doesn't know what to expect, if she's doing the right thing, if she can really trust him, you know? But there's something in the way he treats her, listens to her, I mean she does know he has experience and it's easier for him, but she feels "seen" for the first time and can't ignore that. Just wanted to add one last thing: he's gentle while they're doing it, he makes sure she really wants to do this, that, step by step

Hope this helps you 💗 (and sorry if there's any mistakes, English is not my first language)

It did help, and you did wonderfully!! ❤️ (This ended up really long lol idk how)

Sebastian Stan x Reader; late bloomer virgin reader- NOT underage, fingering, f oral receiving, unprotected sex, overstimulation, praise kink, vaginal sex, aftercare

ANY HATE WILL BE DELETED THIS IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE DON'T LIKE, DON'T INTERACT; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+

You and Sebastian had been dating for a few months now after you had met at an after party your friend dragged you to that Sebastian was also at. The two of you had talked all night and he'd asked for your number before kissing your cheek goodnight. He'd called the next day, and you'd been hanging out ever since. Everything was perfect, except for the fact that you were worried about the sex.

You hadn't ever been in a real relationship before for a myriad of reasons, not the least of which were your issues with your family, but Sebastian had been really understanding, taking everything at your pace. He never pushed you, never made you feel like you were pathetic or less than him or anyone else for that matter, and he tried his best to keep you from thinking that about yourself.

You were over at his place one day, cuddling and watching a movie. Everything was perfect until a sex scene came on the screen and you felt your whole body flush. Sebastian was lazily drawing patterns up and down your arm, and suddenly every movement felt like a fire scorching up your skin. You shifted on the couch, thighs pressing together tightly as you tried to lean away from him.

"Everything okay baby?" he asked, sweeping a hand over your forehead, brushing your hair back. You closed your eyes, taking a deep breath before you turned to look at Sebastian. One of his legs was behind you on the couch, stretched out, the other hanging onto the floor with you in between them, staring at your hand on his chest. It moved up and down slowly, steadily, the soft fabric of his shirt grounding you, your fingers curling around the thin chain he wore on his neck.

"I want to try something," you whispered, and closed your eyes, leaning in, to first kiss Sebastian's cheek, then his lips. "I want you, Seb," you murmured against his lips, your eyes popping open when he groaned, low in his throat. He gently pushed you back until you were eye to eye, looking deep into yours.

"Baby, you know I'll wait as long as you want, so tell me again, need to hear you say it again," Sebastian said firmly but desperately.

"I want you Seb, want you to fuck me," you replied breathlessly, cheeks burning as you held his gaze.

Sebastian's eyes fluttered as he groaned again, and he surged forwards, kissing you softly. "Oh sweetheart, I'm gonna take my time with you. I'm not just gonna fuck you baby, I'm gonna make love to you," he said in between kisses, pressed deep and long to your lips. He pulled you forwards, until you were leaning on his chest, his back supported by the arm of the couch. You lay lengthwise, Sebastian sliding down the couch a bit until his head was on the arm, his legs boxing yours in on the couch, his hands holding your hips tightly.

"You good?" he asked, fingers flexing on your waist, your faces inches apart as you rested on top of him, feeling him press hard into your stomach.

"S-so good," you stuttered, flushing in embarrassment but Sebastian just kissed your forehead gently, kissing your eyelids and cheeks too before returning to your lips, kissing you long and sweet.

Your hands were still on his chest, one anchored in his necklace, and you lost yourself in the kisses, your mind blanking out as he pressed his lips to yours over and over again. Soon enough you were panting, your hands fisted in Sebastian's shirt, tugging on it as you whined.

"Shh, it's okay baby, I've got you," he murmured, pushing you both up until you were sitting sideways in between his legs. He kissed your shoulder, soft, even through your shirt. "Let's move to the bedroom sweetheart," he said, urging you to stand, quickly following you and wrapping his arms around you, pulling you back into him. Sebastian nuzzled your neck, hands stroking your upper thighs and hips, gliding over your pelvis and stomach, making you shiver. "Gonna make you feel so good baby, promise, won't let it be bad or hurt at all."

You whimpered, head falling back onto Sebastian's shoulder, your legs going weak and he caught you, holding you up. "Come on baby, let's go," he goaded gently, walking you forwards arms still around your waist.

When you made it to the bedroom, Sebastian stopped you next to the bed. "Can I take your clothes off sweetheart?"

You nodded, looking down and whispering, "Please." He smiled, leaning forwards and cupping your face, kissing you softly.

"Good girl," Sebastian murmured, and you shuddered, eyes falling shut. You felt his lips on yours again and you moaned into the kiss, opening for his tongue, as his hands slipped under your shirt, pressing tight against your skin.

You gasped, Sebastian stealing your breath, his hands warm and solid against your sides, sliding up your body, your shirt moving with him. He separated your lips, pulling the shirt over your head, casting it aside as he slowly moved his eyes from yours down to your breasts, covered by your bra. His breath caught, eyes darkening, his hands resting on your ribs, tracing the bottom of your bra with his thumbs.

Sebastian slid his hands around to your back, unhooking your bra with little difficulty, letting the straps fall down your arms, dropping it on your shirt. He lifted his hands, cupping your breasts gently, thumbs brushing across your nipples, making you gasp. Sebastian's eyes flew to yours. "So beautiful," he whispered, stroking across your nipples again, your eyes fluttering shut.

You opened them again when he slid his hands down your sides, getting on his knees as he undid your jeans. He pressed a kiss to your stomach as he pulled your pants down, leaving your panties. Sebastian pressed your hips until you sat down on the bed, letting him push you until you were laying down. He quickly took his shirt off, standing and letting you stare at his lightly defined torso while he shed his own jeans, then he climbed on the bed, laying between your spread legs. His necklace dangled down, drawing your gaze.

"Still doing okay sweetheart?" he asked, holding himself above you, looking down and meeting your gaze steadily as you looked up. You smiled and nodded, wrapping one arm around his shoulders shyly, pulling on his chain until he lowered himself on top of you, dipping his head to kiss you. Your heart was racing- you felt like you were flying every time he kissed you, your head spinning.

Sebastian started kissing down your jaw and neck, trailing down to your breasts, gently sucking one into his mouth, making your back arch. His fingers came up to play with your other nipple, softly rubbing and rolling it.

"Seb! Please, I need more," you gasped, Sebastian groaning as he pressed his face between your breasts.

He kissed your skin lightly murmuring, "Yeah baby, yeah, I can give you more, gonna make you feel so good." He kept kissing down your torso, until he was at your panties. You flushed bright red as he inhaled, pressing his mouth to your covered pussy in an open mouthed kiss. He sucked at you through your underwear, groaning at your taste as you got wetter and wetter. He found your clit and rubbed through the fabric gently, your hands flying to his hair and holding on.

"Seb I- I'm gonna come!" you exclaimed, shocked at how quickly you were on the edge. Sebastian pulled back, making you whine. He hushed you, sliding your panties down your hips and getting up to pull them off. He laid back down, wrapping his arms around your thighs. He kissed each one, then bent his head and licked up your folds, gently coaxing your lower lips apart until he could slide the tip of his tongue inside your pussy.

You moaned, hands clenched in the sheets, as Sebastian wiggled his tongue around, sliding over a spot that suddenly had you coming, body tensing up beneath him. You could feel yourself get wetter, Sebastian licking it all up, making little groans as he did.

Your legs were shaking when he finally pulled away, kissing your mound and your thighs, only releasing one. His free hand moved around your leg, smoothing up it, rubbing gently.

"How are you doing baby?" Sebastian asked, resting his head on your thigh, looking up at you.

Your breathing was slowing down, and you smiled at him. "I'm so good," you giggled, feeling a little like you were drunk or high. "Can, um, can we keep going?" you asked a little nervously, relaxing when Sebastian grinned at you.

"Of course baby, how's this?" he asked, rubbing your pussy before gently sliding a finger in.

You gasped, eyes rolling as you responded, "Yes! Good...more," you babbled, groaning when he slid a second finger in beside the first. His fingers were long, decently thick, stretching you out carefully. He scissored them, pumping them in and out of your hole before slowly adding a third finger.

You were so close to coming again, feeling stuffed full and delirious already, and he hadn't even gotten his dick in you yet. You giggled then moaned as you clenched on his fingers, pleading, "Daddy I-" You broke off, mortified, hands immediately covering your face.

"Yeah? What do you need baby? It's okay, you can tell me, tell Daddy," Sebastian murmured, kissing your thigh, fingers still inside you. You felt tears flood your eyes at his kindness and understanding.

"Need you, I need you Daddy," you sobbed, and Sebastian groaned, kissing your thigh again as he slid his fingers out of you. He crawled back up over you as he took his briefs off, kissing you everywhere, until he could kiss the tears from your cheeks.

"Gonna give it to you baby, gonna give you what you need, Daddy's got you," Sebastian murmured, pressing kisses all over your face as he rocked onto one arm, his other reaching over to the nightstand and grabbing a condom.

You stopped him saying, "Um, I have an IUD, we uh- we don't need a condom, if you don't want it. I trust you."

Sebastian stared at you, eyes crinkling as he smiled. "That means everything to me sweetheart," he said, forgoing the condom and holding your face as he kissed you. You whimpered into it, his hand sliding down your throat, your chest, your stomach, grasping his dick and guiding it to your entrance. You tensed when you felt him brush through your folds, and Sebastian paused. "Baby? Do you want to stop?"

"No!" you cried, nervous but wanting it so much. "Just, um...slow?" you asked hesitantly. Sebastian smiled softly at you, pressing his lips to yours in a sweet kiss, slowly rubbing the tip of his dick through your folds, nothing more.

When you started getting impatient, you deepened the kiss, making Sebastian grin before he kissed you harder, tongue thoroughly exploring your mouth while he positioned himself, then brought his fingers to your clit and began rubbing.

You tensed then relaxed, feeling yourself clench every time he brushed over your clit. "Seb! Please, Daddy I'm ready," you begged, Sebastian barely letting your mouth go long enough for you to say it.

He kept kissing you, deep, drugging kisses that consumed you so much you didn't notice him rocking his hips, until suddenly the head popped in and you were gasping, Sebastian pulling back to stare into your eyes as he stilled.

"Don't stop!" you cried, yanking on his hips, trying to pull him deeper into you. Sebastian moved forwards another inch and you moaned, eyes rolling, pleading, "Don't stop, don't stop please!"

He kept going, slowly rolling his hips, entering you bit by bit, stretching you carefully. Your words trailed off into sounds, moans, loud in the bedroom until his hips met yours and you went quiet.

"Baby? You okay? Talk to me, sweetheart," he said, stroking your hair from your face.

"M'good, s'just a lot," you slurred, sighing heavily as you felt how fully stretched you were, open but stuffed. Sebastian exhaled shakily, arms straining by your head as he held himself up, keeping his hips still.

"You need to stop?" he asked, blowing out a breath when you shook your head.

"Promise m'good Seb," you replied, wrapping your arms around his waist, feeling his ass flex under your hands. You squeezed gently and his hips tripped forwards, grinding his dick deep into your pussy. Your back arched underneath him, pushing your breasts up into his torso, firm and warm.

"Yeah, alright sweetheart, gonna give you want you want then," Sebastian said, grabbing one of your hips tightly. "Gonna fucking make love to you baby," he growled, and slowly pulled his hips back before pressing them forwards at just the same pace.

Your eyes rolled at the slow drag, your mouth dropping open as your head fell back farther into the pillows. Sebastian kept with the steady rolls for a long moment, getting you fully adjusted, before he started speeding up.

"Oh- my god!" you shouted when his cock dragged over that spot inside you. Sebastian chuckled breathlessly, moving faster as he stayed where he was, sliding past that same place.

"You're doing so well baby, taking me perfectly, you're so good sweetheart," Sebastian murmured as he thrust, sweat dripping off his brow.

Tears filled your eyes again as your orgasm built inside you. "Daddy! Seb- I'm gonna-" you broke off as you came, tightening around Sebastian's dick so much he couldn't move for a moment, buried deep inside you.

When you relaxed, your body slumped on the bed, out of energy, your mind floating hazily. "Don'stop," you mumbled, hand on Sebastian's ass, trying to stop him from pulling out. He groaned, throwing his head back before dropping it, hanging heavy between his shoulders as he gave in, fucking you in sharp, short bursts.

"Baby, tell me now if you want me to pull out, because I'm gonna come," he grunted, braced on his forearms by your head.

"Come in me Seb," you whispered, and he buried his face in your neck, coming hard, deep inside you. He ground his hips into you, your cunt clenching on him rhythmically as he pulsed.

Sebastian panted into your shoulder before raising his head, looking down at you, his hair a sweaty mess, cheeks flushed red with exertion, his blue eyes bright. You felt tears prick at your eyes as you stared at him, smiling so big your face hurt.

"How are you feeling sweetheart?" Sebastian asked as his softening dick slipped from your pussy and you winced then smiled again.

"I feel good," you said, then stopped, thinking. "Overwhelmed and exhausted and happy and perfect," you continued, listing them off as Sebastian grinned, eyes crinkling and nose scrunching. He kissed you quickly, then rolled off you but pulled you with him, resettling with you laying on top of his chest.

"Do you think you could drink some water for me? Maybe eat a snack?" Sebastian asked, one hand playing with your hair, the other resting on your shoulder. Your arms were folded under your chin, on his chest, and you looked up at him.

"Does that mean I have to move?" you asked, laying your head back down.

"Just enough to let me up to get it sweetheart," he replied, pressing a kiss to the top of your head when you grumbled. He gently slid out from under you, grabbing his briefs and throwing them on as he walked out the kitchen.

You waited, getting under the covers and snuggling down until he came back, water and chocolates in hand. You smiled at him shyly, pulling the sheet up with you as you sat up.

Sebastian sat next to you, handing you the glass of water. You sipped at it slowly, not wanting to make a mess. When you had finished about half the glass, Sebastian took it back and leaned against the headboard, gesturing for you to come to him. You thought for a moment before letting the sheet go, it pooling at your hips and sliding down your legs as you moved, laying back against his chest.

"You're so beautiful sweetheart," he whispered as he wrapped his arms around your waist, hugging you. You knew your face was flushed, but you basked in the praise, feeling warm.

Sebastian moved gently, picking up a chocolate and holding it to your lips. You carefully took it, licking at his fingers, making him groan.

"Don't get me going again baby, you need a rest," Sebastian laughed, one hand resting on your stomach as the other picked up another chocolate. You ate it, nodding against his chest.

"Yes Daddy," you grinned, and he laugh-groaned.

"What did I just say?" You giggled, turning in Sebastian's arms until you could see his face, smiling down at you. You pressed a kiss to his chest, fingers grasping his necklace again, fingering the pendant.

"Thank you Sebastian," you whispered after a quiet moment. He tightened his arms around you, kissing the top of your head.

"You're welcome, sweetheart. Thank you for trusting me with that, for sharing that with me. I know what that meant to you, and I'm happy you're feeling good after everything, I am too, don't worry," Sebastian said with a grin. You smiled back at him, then nuzzled into his chest. "You rest now baby, we'll shower in a little bit."

You sighed contentedly, getting comfortable in Sebastian's hold as he stroked your hair, lulling you to sleep.

#sebastian stan #sebastian stan smut #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan x you #sebastian stan x y/n #smut #no y/n #reader insert

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elfhchan · 2 months

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Don't thank me, it's an honor for me to be the one who can make you happy by these words and comments!!

In fact, your storytelling and the emotions in your stories made me love these two even more, it's really kind of a magical feeling inside my heart then i read your fanfictions! 😩💖 I am really glad that you understand me, but still I will try my best to answer you as soon as possible! At least when I'm free from my daily stuff-

Thank you so much for the kind words, my heart is melting and I am so excited!! >///< no-no, I just wanted to put all my effort into this drawing, because I am inspired by your works, they are like a breath of fresh air from which I want to take a brush and look at the beautiful dawn to draw until night! Oh, that's so sweet of you, I'll definitely eat something yummy thank you for the advice so much! :3 haha you know you can do whatever your heart desires with this artwork, I'm glad you liked it so much 😭💖💖💖💖 I'm screaming into my pillow out of happiness you're too kind to me, bestie!! 💖❤️💝💞💖💕💞💖💕❤️

I am delighted that my stories make you feel so many emotions! It is so nice to know that more people started loving these two and some of that love came from my fanfics and how I like to showcase them, with each other and by themselves. Please feel free to take all the time you want, there is no pressure to answer or reply instantly. We all have our lives, and being present there is as important as commenting here!

Your art is so cute and so inspiring! I will keep it forever because I adore seeing how beautiful you made the setting and scene. Also how charming Ghosty is looking, I truly like that! Thank you for allowing me to do what I want with it, I will always credit you because other people need to see how good your artworks are!

Nah you are kind to me for taking time out of your day to draw something, thank you and keep it up, you are doing amazing!!! 💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞

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blastedking · 6 months

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Hi! I hope you are doing alright.

When I first entered the Gloryhammer fandom a year ago, I genuiely thought all your art and comics were canon and made for the band, and honestly I'm still flabbergasted it's all fanmade content. So I wanted to know how you feel about all the stories you made, what place they had for you in your life and just in general what they represent for you. I hope this isn't too much of a personal question, all the efforts you put in this is fascinating to me, so I'm just curious about that.

Oh hey there!

First of all, a bit thank you of course. Even though that notion of “thinking it is canon" would probably terrify some particular people xD But I think most do realise it isn't so eventually. I’m indeed just doing it for fun, as a hobby, trying to squeeze it into the free time I have between an actual job :’D

It’s an interesting question though, because the whole thing is naturally important to me, especially given the way I got into it.

I got into Gloryhammer by chance in March 2020 I think, and by May that year I started the first comic. All art from that time is pretty rough since I genuinely had stopped drawing for a year at that point, because I had started a new job and was still very bitter about having to stop doing art full time due to health reasons at the time. But I made room for this. I had the idea for this story line very early on - which I always called my “5 Year ULF plan” (which I’m still almost on-track on. Going to be 6 years now because stuff got added. Like the Powerwolf comic wasn't planned X))

So, getting into Gloryhammer, kind of revitalised my love for doing this stuff. Worldbuilding, making comics, art and stories.

It’s not been a smooth ride all the way, it is unfortunate to know that some people just don’t get that this is genuinely fun. But there are enough people who follow along and appreciate it. We may not be many, Gloryhammer itself is already niche, so ULF only takes another fraction from that, but it’s never been about clout. (Like, there was this surreal moment when I posted (1) TF2 fan art in between the ULF stuff in late 2022 and it got like 2000 notes - which was like “ah right, it’s really about fandom size xD”)

It IS an enormous amount of work though for sure. But it’s sufficiently varied. I finished the next comic a few weeks back (starting on the 22nd this month!!) And I am right now still in the “I never ever want to draw a comic ever again” phase xD but that will fade over the next months again. In the meanwhile I can focus on writing and other art.

On a more theme related note concerning ULF and what it means to me,

The ULF worldbuilding carries forward a lot of themes and ideas and concepts I had been conceptualising for a long time already. Like ideas about immortality, magic, even the werewolves of Hatir are very closely based on Original content I’ve written before. It also focuses a lot on the idea of characters just not fitting in, or struggling to comply with the status quo in many variations. Which is also a theme that has been running through my stories since forever. There is definitely a lot in ULF that is either important or interesting/fascinating to me personally. (One would assume so I think xD) But at the end of the day, I do it because it's fun to me and I greatly enjoy the result this far.

It’s often very grim and dark - but in the end I always hope to get it to a brighter place. I still plan for a happy end for ULF. So there is hope in that :)

Thank you so much for the question! Answer got a bit rambly x) ❤️

#king's speech #UniverseLawOfFire #ask #yes I do use xD basically like punctuation - sue me #xD

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zelmyna-dragonheart · 2 years

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Hello I drew fanart of your turtle down fanfic but I'm too shy and nervous to post it up but thought you might like it because sometimes people like that?? but it's probably not accurate, that last part of chapter 4 just got wedged in my head until I scribbled it out anyway here you go feel free to do what you want with it hhhhhh

Oh my god!! Aealzx, i do like to see art. It shows me what my readers loved the most. So post away and @ me. Thank you for sharing this gorgeous piece!

This was my favorite scene to write. And you captured the essence of the moment beautifully 😍 ✨️ ❤️ I'm in heaven just looking at this! The emotions are raw and I love the intensity in thier expressions.

This is a great possible rendering of the situation. Even if is or isn't accurate, this is such a fanatic image and I'm geeking out over it!!!!

Thank you so much for taking the time to draw it. You realy made my day special and I'm really thankful and honored. ❤️

#turtle down #turtle down fanart #rottmnt #first fanart #oh my god im so happy

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spite-made-me · 2 months

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Hiya 🖤 I just started drawing and I was wondering if you have any advice? Everyone's astarion fan art made me give in to the urge! Yours is so wonderful and I see you took a break off for 10 years from drawing and still this amazing?! I use a Samsung tablet with a basic drawing application.

Much love 🖤

Oh my god thank you 😭

I was drawing for years on paper, and post 10 year break i switched to Samsung tablet as well (Tab S6 lite; using Krita atm since it's free).

Most important things are that you pick the style you feel most comfortable with and to start simple,gradually making it more complex. If you make a massive project in your head and the results are not how you imagined you're gonna get dissapointed af because you will be your worst critic (i had a dozen projects who just got scrapped lol)

At the beginning you will probably need a lot of references and there's nothing wrong with that. Over time you will manage with smaller amount and in the end you wont need them at all.

If you feel like youre gonna burn out, take a break, do something else, relax, touch grass or something. If you stare at the project for hours on end you will end up looking at every single detail too critically.

And most importantly, have fun with it, and appreciate your own progress over time. Good luck ❤️

#ask #i got an ask holy shit #thank you for all the support

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wayhavenots · 1 year

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Okay, since I can't *not* ask about Nate and Avery, how about number 31 for them? Feel free to change the pairing for either prompt, though. And no pressure of course <3

Thank you, Seren!!! ❤️ I feel like this one is so fitting for them (even though it's only so high on my list because it is on a playlist for a Mind Blind fic I never finished lol).

This was supposed to go in a slightly different direction (and!! would have referenced some of the textbooks you recommended :) ) but the transition was a little awkward and I wanted to keep it sweet, so I shortened it into something else. I hope it still makes sense lol.

Spoilers for the Book 3 Demo ahead!

31. My Sanctuary by Amelia Warner (from Mary Shelley (Original Motion Picture Score))

Nate hears the sputter of Avery's car as it comes to a stop outside the Warehouse, a sound which draws him out of the tale of the Bennett family and places a smile on his lips. He places his bookmark to keep his place—not that it is necessary, when he has read this story so many times—and searches for a reflective surface in the library, settling on the black screen of his phone. He lets his hair down, rather than fixing the few strands out of place in his bun, combs through with his fingers.

He would have liked to accompany Avery on her journey home—or rather, the Warehouse, now that her apartment's ceiling has caved in—but he missed the series of texts in the group chat culminating in Morgan's acceptance of the task. Still, it makes him happy to know that he can look forward to seeing her every day, and that she is getting along with the team, his family. Not that he's surprised. Avery is brilliant and charming and witty and...

He hears footsteps—hers and Morgan's—into the Warehouse, followed by the sound of Farah leaping up from where she was lounging and, no doubt, desperate for amusement.

"Oooh," Farah exclaims, easily heard even through the walls that separate them, "you're in a mood. What's up?"

"Oh, I'm ecstatic," says Avery in a deadpan. "I love my job. It's a fulfilling way to spend the time that I'm not being hunted down by people who want to use me as a juicebox."

"Or sell you to the highest bidder," adds Morgan.

"Thanks," says Avery flatly, her footsteps continuing out of the room, "I'll keep that in mind."

"Natey's in the library," Farah calls after her, her tone teasing. "In case you wanna spread some of that cheer his way."

Nate expects Avery to make a beeline to her room—he knows that she prefers to be alone after a bad day, curled up with some math or physics problems to boost her confidence—and he is deciding how best to help when her footsteps move in his direction.

His stomach flutters. What should he be doing when she arrives? Should he greet her at the door? He gets halfway there, changes his mind (it might be unsettling for her to know how much he can hear of her movement), settles back on the couch. Checks his reflection once more. Casts his eyes over the stack of books he has pulled out of the bookshelves and is struck with an urge to tidy up.

Soon, Avery is pushing the door open, and Nate greets her with a smile.

"Avery," he says warmly, "what a lovely surprise."

The ghost of a scowl on her face twitches into a half-smile as she takes a step inside. "I didn't think I could surprise you," she says, her voice not quite as tense as it was just a moment ago.

Nate smiles and says, truthfully, "You often do."

Avery's smile widens, and she takes another step forward. "Do you mind if I hole up in here for a bit?" Her hands move as if to hide in her hoodie pockets, but now that the weather is warm, she is dressed in a T-shirt and jeans, pockets too small to hold her hands. (And isn't that what his hands are made for?)

"Of course," he says, and he pats the open seat beside him. "You don't need to ask for permission," he adds. "How was your day?"

She lets out a sigh as she crosses the rest of the room. "Fantastic. Didn't find the kid, made an ass of myself on the record to Bobby, and I drove back to my apartment after work instead of here. Morgan so helpfully said nothing until—" Her eyes scan the pile of books near him, and she pauses before she sits. "Are you sure you're not busy? I really didn't mean to dump about my day."

"Please do," says Nate with an encouraging smile. "It gives me the opportunity to tell you that we will find her, Bobby will have only good things to report, and your home will be repaired in no time."

Avery scoffs. "I don't have as much faith in Bobby or my landlord."

"You would know better on both counts," replies Nate with a chuckle. "But I do have faith in us. We make quite the team."

She sinks into the couch, her body angled towards his with one leg bent between them. Her cheek rests tiredly against the back of the sofa as she gazes up at him with captivating dark brown eyes, which slowly sweep over his face as though she is looking for something. (And oh, how he wants to be what she is looking for.) These are the eyes he recalled while he was reading, at the line, "The very great pleasure that a pair of fine eyes in the face of a pretty woman can bestow."

"We do," she admits.

He is expecting her to deflect, to take shelter in the ambiguity of the us and the we. When she doesn't, he feels his heart grow bolder.

"I hope we only grow closer while you're staying here," he adds, slowly extending one hand to rest a hair's breadth from hers, fingers nearly but not quite brushing. "And that this can feel like home to you."

"It does," she says softly, almost difficult to hear over the sweet crescendo of her heartbeat in his ears. Her fine eyes flick to the space between them, and she carefully hooks an index finger around his. "It's starting to, at least. Tell me about your day?"

Nate cannot help the smile that spreads across his face at the contact. His heart taps a hopeful tune against his chest. "Well," he begins, "it is certainly looking up."

#book 3 spoilers #nate x detective #twc fic #he was originally going to be reading frankenstein to tie into the prompt more but i got distracted by the fact that the framing device #is with a captain of a ship on a potentially dangerous journey and maybe nate has never gotten past the first few pages for that reason #anyway lol #thank you for the request <3

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partrin · 9 months

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9, 23 and 30 for the music asks

omg nina yessssss thank you for asking! i've given this a lot of thought (while combing through my extremely extensive spotify playlist). i'm a huge parawhore so 2 out of 3 4 of these songs are songs by them (hehe)

9. a song that makes you happy

"still into you" by paramore. it just.. it reminds me of reminiscing that innocent feeling of "oh shit oh no, do i.. do i like them?!" before you descend into absolute chaos as you sort out your feelings and go "yeah, yeah, i think i do. shit." and then it's years later and that small little crush you've had has developed into a full-fledged relationship because you decided to take a chance—a loving, healthy one—and then you listen to this track and you think back on everything and you're kinda struck with how you feel exactly the same, if not more in love, and it makes you dance around the room. i sound so cheesy, gross. but it does make me smile! i kinda feel like it doesn't have to be interpreted as romantic either; could even apply to a really good friendship that has weathered the years with grace. i love it.

23. a song you think everybody should listen to

currently, i've been fixated on the song "about you" by the 1975 which, similarly to the first song, makes me think of both romantic love, and meaningful friendships that have stood the test of time. the song itself is so calming and nostalgic to me, and i'm obsessed with the part where a female singer (i'm not sure who) sings:

"there was something about you that now, i can't remember. it's the same damn thing that made my heart surrender. and i miss you on the train; i miss you in the morning. i never know what to think about"

makes you think, "how did we get here? what was it about you that drew me to you? it's been so long that i can't remember" and it makes you miss them, especially if you've lost contact, whether it's a friend or a partner, and.. i don't know, it makes me feel grateful and loved.

30. a song that reminds you of yourself

it's a tie between 2 songs for me. the first is "get free" by lana del rey. it sounds like.. a coming of age song. my favourite lyrics from it, that i relate to so much, are:

"this is my commitment; my modern manifesto. i'm doing this for all of us who never got the chance"

and

"sometimes it feels like i got a war on my mind. i wanna get off but i keep riding the ride. i never really noticed that i have to decide to play someone's game, or live my own life. but now i do"

the other song is "fake happy" by paramore for the very simple reason of how i've been learning to accept and navigate through my mental health condition with.. arguable success. but it's all good, i guess. my favourite lyrics:

"and if i go out tonight and dress up my fears, you think i look alright with these mascara tears? see, i'm gonna draw my lipstick wider than my mouth and if the lights are low they'll never see me frown"

thanks for asking! ❤️

#personal #partrin answers shit #i love love loveeeeee answering these types of questions oh my god

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inertflouride · 2 years

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Cz your Jake is a badass boy , I was wondering how your gentle Jake would be?🤭 Of ya got time of course . I hope a one shot won't be too bothersome 😌❤️

Also, congratulations(?) for hanging there till the end of your exams 🤭🤣

Thanks a lot Oshi😭❤️ (though I didn't do so well)

Anyways, back to work:

I never imagined Jake as sensitive person. Sure he can be senstive but ugh, you get it right? So this was kinda challenging for me... but here's my attempt, hope you enjoy! <3

Glimpse of Us

WARNING: Heavy fluff, vomiting daisies and lillies and whatever flower you like.

"It's beautiful Jake", I tell the blue eyed hacker who stands behind me, hugging my stomach, with his head leaning on my shoulder.

"It is. Indeed", he softly speaks and teases my neck with his nose. "Come on now, love", he motions at the picnic cloth spread on the hilltop with a basket on one side. The fresh breeze of sandalwood trees soothes my mind and makes me feel at peace.

Jake has been nose deep in his new job. Life after being a free man, you know. So, he felt he was, sort of, neglecting me (his words, not mine) because, like, he would be gone early in the morning and wouldn't be back before it was late. Then one thing led to another and here we are, on this breathtaking spectacle.

I take a seat on the cloth and straighten myself up, taking this opportunity to completely relax and destress myself. Working in Corporate is no joke, trust me.

"So, what would you like to have?", Jake asks me as he seats himself beside me, intertwining our pinkies. "Oh no, don't answer. I know just what you'd like."

Seeing him gush over me certainly helps a huge smile from the warmth this person radiates within me ever since I met him. Honestly, I was surprised beyond words when we reached here, making me so at awe to the beautiful view before me. I have always been a hillside lover, so this was nothing but absolute heaven to me.

To my dismay, I hear some clouds rumbling over our heads, although not excessively concerning us for we aren't here for long. Jake hands me, yes he guessed it correctly, a can of lemon soda and gets cold coffee for himself. I lean my head against his shoulder, sipping on my drink. I flinch again when the clouds rumble, worry painting my face now, when Jake takes the soda from my hand and moves my body so that I'm leaning my head on his lap. His hands move stray in my hair, gently massaging them.

"You know, I've dreamt about this a lot", he starts, drawing small circles in my scalp, "of you and me, us, together, spending time like this. It's what gave me strength to keep going until I made my life bearable for you to be in it."

I pause a bit before I sit back up, my hand cupping his left cheek. "Jake. It doesn't matter to me whatever you do. I love you and I'll follow you even in the deepest waters of hell if it means being with you. So, you don't have to pressurise yourself towards anything, especially this job. If you feel it's calling to you, that you're passionate about it, I'll be more than happy to see you being engrossed in it, but if it doesn't, you're smart enough to know what to do."

He quietens for a bit, humming in reply. "My little, little detective", he pinches the tip of my nose and presses a kiss on my forehead. I look up at his face when a raindrop pats down on the bridge of my nose. "Uh shoot, come on, let's go", he offers me his hand to pick me up and we move to gather our stuff, making a rush towards the bus stop shed which isn't too far from where we are.

Jake takes my hand in his as we take a leap towards our destination, our clothes already half wet from the annihilating rain which is in full swing by now. Thankfully, we reach the bus stop and huff down from the briskness, catching our breaths. "That was quite... fun", I mew to Jake and we break into a laugh together. "How long for the next bus?"

"Hmm, lemme check", Jake says as he glances in his phone and starts tapping a few buttons. As he gets busy with this, I try to wipe my arms with the picnic cloth which got saved from the heavy downpour. "Crap", he mutters, making me look at him in worry, "I forgot that the bus workers are on a strike today", he facepalms himself and amusedly looks at me.

"What was that look for?", I furrow my brows at his, returning an amused look on my own face. Jake gets closer to me and takes my hand, motioning his head towards the rain. "Oh my god-", I shriek as he pulls us out in the rain, completely drenching us in a few minutes.

"Oh, come on now", he playfully states and bows in front of me, his hand sticking out as if asking me for a dance. I facepalm myself and then nod, giving my hand in his. He straightens up and puts my hand on his shoulder, one of his arms going around my waist while both of our free hands melt in each other, resembling a waltz. I can't help but giggle at the silliness of all this, of us, in rain, doing a little waltz. "What are we, Jake? Five year olds?"

"Yes, we are. Now, hush", he quietens me by putting his finger on my lips and smiles. We move around in each other's embrace, our feet moving on their own, while he exchanges little pecks on my cheeks.

Suddenly, he pulls me towards him, both of his arms around my waist and my hands gripping his shoulders. He looks at me dreamily and sighs, deeply. "I must have done some very good deeds that I managed to find someone so smart, funny, beautiful, caring and loving like you. Each day, I thank whatever gods that exist in this mortality for intertwining our destinies together, sealing our together in this fateful connection. Thank you MC, for loving me, for being there for me, for everything good that's now happening in my life", he declares his love for me and gently kisses my lips. "Though you are a handful at times, I'm more than happy to carry your little load."

I let out a laugh and press our foreheads together, tears from my eyes mixing with the water raining down on me, though this man still notices them and cups my face, tilting his head slightly and looking at me. I flush from the way he looks at me and hide my face in his chest. "Come on now, do you want to catch a cold or something?"

"Oh baby, we're definitely going to catch a cold. It's pneumonia that we can save ourselves from", he laughs and goes to get the picnic basket from the seat before he takes my hand and we briskly walk our way to home.

PS: I was listening to Love Story by Indila while writing the rain dance scene (I'll link it below)

Man, I haven't ever written a fluff, I'm so dying, sksksksksks

#duskwood #duskwood everbyte #duskwood jake #duskwood jake x player #duskwood fanfiction #duskwood mc #jake x mc #duskwood jake x mc #duskwood fluff #oneshot #fluff

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lewalrus · 1 year

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Hi! OK, so. I am late to the game, as I am to most things. I just recently started playing and I am not finished with it yet. I just reached Heartman's lab to connect him to the network. But I have already fallen hard for Sam, Deadman and Lou and the Deadsam ship and your art is just so ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

I cannot tell you how in love I am with your style and the way you draw them! They are so soft and true to the original characters. I think this ship especially means a lot to me because it falls outside a lot of the usuals in fandom. They're both older men and so on and to see them get this kind of love really touches a very soft spot in my heart. Seeing your lovely art for them meant a lot to me and it made me really happy! I hope your muse will stay strong for a long while.

Do you have a Kofi or a Patreon btw? :)

(sorry for being too shy to come off anon)

Do you still take prompts at all?

Hello! Oh that's so great you're playing death stranding! I hope you're having a very nice time with it. Thank you so much! I always have a lot of fun drawing them and it gets extra special whenever someone tells me that my drawings make them happy. I feel inspired to draw them more and more, thank you 💙

At the moment I don't have any, but I plan to create a Patreon in the future, when I organize myself to draw more often x3 (I take commissions tho)

And yeah! I can't actually promise to draw it, but when I have some free time I draw some of the ideas you all send me x3

#asks #death stranding #deadsam #deadman #sam porter bridges #ds lou

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drarryshipperr · 1 year

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you know what’s also funny? when i said november last year when it was the first time i watched harry potter in forever well that same night i stared reading harry potter fanfics and that’s when i started shipping drarry fun fact here i knew drarry was a thing before i watched harry potter again in a long while but are you ready for what i’m about to say? i never used to not ship drarry again i knew the ship was a thing but i never shipped them actually i never cared for enemies to lovers then i was like how did people ship draco and harry didn’t they hate each other? well that night when i was going though harry potter fanfics to read i decided you know what lim just gonna try and read a drarry fanfic give it a try see what the hype is all about if it don’t interest me then oh well but we’ll it did interest me i forgot what the first drarry fanfic i read but whatever fic it was i feel in love i loved it then i read drarry fic after another after a nother after a nother and was like i can see why people love drarry fanfiction then i download the harry potter movies on my laptop for free so i can watch the harry potter movies whenever i want if it’s not on tv not only the fanfics made me ship drarry the movies did to after watching the movies a million times because i can and i still do😂 i started paying attention to scenes between harry and draco even though their Conversation are snarky remarks and all but their body language and their tension just screams oh yea they are definitely secretly in love with each other like i can name drarry scenes that says draco you are so in love with harry and harry you are so in love with draco okay starting with prisoner of azkaban when hagrid was teaching class before draco taunted harry about the dementors draco walked up to harry and biting his lip also in prisoner of azkaban when snape was teaching class about werewolf’s draco drew that drawing of harry and made into a bird swan origami and blew it to him like a blowing a kiss and in the deathly hallows part 1 draco did not reveal to his parents and bellatrix that that was harry when harry face was unrecognizable by that stinging jinx spell like draco did recognize him and knew it was him but did not want to give him up to voldemort and in the last movie the deathly hallows part 2 one scene was cut still pissed about btw is when draco gave harry his wand so harry can defeat voldemort and the same movie deathly hallows part 2 most all drarry fan can agree on this and still freak out over when harry saved draco life in the room of requirement when it was set on fire by goyle so draco saved harry’s life twice one by not giving him up to voldemort and second saving his life by giving his wand to harry so harry can save himself and everyone by defending voldemort mind you harry never had his own wand with him when killing voldemort no one else gave harry their wand draco did the movie just showed you and thought the wand harry killed voldemort with was his because like i said the scene that shows draco giving harry his wand was cut from the movie it’s a deleted scene that scene should of never been cut from the movie at all but that scene also showed draco redemption arc i still really hate the creators for cutting draco redemption arc and the drarry scene there’s so many great drarry moments in each movie but it will take too long to write and post this post is long enough i just want to let everyone know how i started shipping drarry the same night i started watching harry potter again in so long last year of november the morning after thanksgiving❤️

#harry potter #drarry #draco malfoy #drarry forever #drarry is canon #enemies to lovers #sorry for the long post #just wanted to share #my story

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