#deeper than the ink
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wait hang on
HANG ON
DO YOU SEE MY VISION
#professor inkling#count bleck#TELL ME YOU SEE IT. IM NOT CRAZY#*writes yet another octonauts crossover au-*#OK BUT LISTEN HEAR ME OUT HEAR ME OUT#H E A R ME O U T#in case you're wondering if it's just the monocles NO IT RUNS DEEPER THAN THAT I PROMISE#1. both have been around a long time and founded some sort of group to further their goals (octonauts & team bleck)#2. fancy clothes (yeah inkling's in just a bowtie but remember he's straight up an octopus) that stand out among their peers#3. speaking of that last point: unusual anatomy (one does NOT look a fish and the other is a head torso and floating hands. nothin else)#4. i kinda don't wanna have to pull the mafia au card on this one but if I WAS then: tragic backstories and tragic motives#though then again do we REALLY know anything about inkling- like do we R E A L L Y?? his backstory could be tragic they just aint tellin..#5. avid book readers (bleck let a book tell him how his life was supposed to go this man is clinically into books)#6. defense mechanism that involves darkness (octopus ink & a bLaCk HOLE-)#7. if you see either of them walking it Don't Look Right#8. this is more of an implied thing for them but: knows a LOT about the people they gathered for their causes#9. both from children's media that gets DARK sometimes without warning#10. sometimes they say things and the people around them are just ''what''#11. love interests (ones outright saying it and the other is again just implied but STILL ITS ANOTHER POINT SOOO)#12. ok fine. yes it was the monocles at first but then i thought about it MORE so HA#feel free to add on if i missed something
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Aerin and Milo (Fate and Phoenix) card :>
#my art#my ocs#guardians of atlas#aerin black#milo ramzy#ink style#meant to be the emperor tarot#but I’ll be real I don’t know anything about tarot on a deeper level than like#sick vibes dude I could make some art with that#might rb later with it flipped
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CHAPTER UPDATE
Deeper Than Ink | Chapter 7 | As it was
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It was their lunch break and she was sitting with Rin and Obito at their shared desk in their academy classroom, sharing the edamame Obito’s granny grew in her garden.
“Yeah, we really lucked out, right Obito?” Rin agreed, sending a happy smile Obito’s way.
At the mention of his name, Obito, who was sitting cross-legged on their desk, because he seemed unable to ever sit like a normal person, looked up from the bowl of leftover curry he was finishing for Shuniku. “I don’t see why we should feel lucky to be in a team with Kakashi, that guy’s the worst.”
“Don’t be mean,” Rin chided.
“He’s just upset, because this makes Kakashi the talented person on your team,” Shuniku drawled. “His Uchiha pride must be hurt.”
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Naruto was the only family she had left. So when “friend-killer” Kakashi Hatake, of all people, is chosen as her nephew’s sensei, Shuniku is far from pleased.
Kakashi however, although annoyed, refuses to give in to her overprotective pestering.
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AU in which Naruto is raised by an Uzumaki.
Kakashi/OC, Slow Burn, "Rivals" to Friends to Lovers
[AO3]
#kakashi/oc#kakashi x oc#kakashi slow burn#uzumaki oc#naruto oc#naruto fanfiction#kakashi fanfiction#chapter update#shuniku uzumaki#deeper than ink#naruto raised by family#narutos aunt
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god gives me the most pathetic battles and i still lose
#FUCKING VENDING MACHINE ATE MY DOLLAR#I HAD A SYSTEM#I EVEN HAD EVERYTHING PLACED JUST SO BUT NOOOOOOO#STUPID MACHINE DIDN'T WANT TO GET ME CHIPS#THE FUCKING COIN INSERT THINGY WAS JAMMED#I INSERTED THE DOLLAR FIRST AND THEN CAME UPON THIS BETRAYAL#THIS INSULT#THIS AMALGAMATION OF PUSHED UP COINS WITH NO CARE FOR THE NEXT PERSON WHO WOULD USE IT (me)#I HAD TO FUCKING DIG INTO THAT BITCH#I BROKE MY PENCIL#I UNSCREWED MY FUCKING PEN (which already lost all its ink i should have thrown it away a year ago) TO DELVE DEEPER#BUT NO#AFTER TWO PENNIES#THERE WAS A FUCKING NICKEL AND 2 QUARTERS#RAHHHHHHHHH#WHO PUTS IN PENNIES AND NICKELS INTO A VENDING MACHINE#i did get my chips elsewhere but now i am one dollar less than i should have been#AND IT WAS MY LAST DOLLAR BILL#ALL I HAVE IS CHANGE FOR PHYSICAL MONEY NOW
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OC Pride Challenge: Day 15
You can find the challenge here
This week, it's all about LGBTQIA+ artists, so today I'm using a song by Cavetown for Kassandra Hargreeves.
This song is a song I absolutely love and I'm really happy this challenge prompted me to use it for an edit.
You can read this edit both ways. Kassandra is definitely the caretaker of the family, with her telepathy and all. The different lines are what she tells her siblings but she fails to see that they also apply to her when her siblings try to do the reverse.
Song: Talk to Me by Cavetown
Characters:
The Hargreeves siblings (The Umbrella Academy)
Kassandra "The Seer" Hargreeves aka Number 8 (OC; Faceclaim: Kaya Scodelario)
Lyrics:
You don't have to be a hero to save the world
It doesn't make you a narcissist to love yourself
It feels like nothing is easy; it'll never be
That's alright, let it out, talk to me
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You don't have to be a prodigy to be unique
You don't have to know what to say or what to think
You don't have to be anybody you can never be
That's alright, let it out, talk to me
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Anxiety, tossing, turning in your sleep
Even if you run away, you still see them in your dreams
It's so dark tonight, but you'll survive, certainly
It's alright, come inside, and talk to me
#tua#tua oc#oc: kassandra hargreeves#song edit#video#fan edit#opc2023#fam: we go deeper than the ink beneath the skin of our tattoos
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What's your favorite scary movie?
@wynterlanding
I own nothing but the edit! Images were found on Pinterest!!!
DO NOT REBLOG IF YOU ARE NOT THE TAGGED PESON!!!! YOU WILL BE BLOCKED!!!
#muse: abel prince#muse: darcy morgan#opp: landon wynter#we go deeper than the ink beneath the skin of our tattoos: abel & landon#we should just kiss like real people do: darcy & landon#my edits*
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"Touch me softly, so softly that I can only feel it with my soul and I will always be yours.."
Touch me in ways that transcend the skin, touch my heart with your beautiful grin - eUë
#touch me softly#softly touch me#touch me#touch my heart#touch my soul#touch me lover#lovers#deeper than skin#in my heart#in my soul#smile for me#touching#touching you#soft#thinking of you#thinking about you#i love you#endless love#eternally#spilled ink#spilled thoughts#spilled words#love quotes#love#love quote life quotes#love quote for her#quoteoftheday#romance#romantic#in love
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10:30AM.
I ask if you know
what it was like to be
Gemini's most beloved.
I age not within his
vision, nor within his
periphery -- I age with
his carried memory,
his stars and philosophy.
He said: do good, child,
and throw it into the sea.
We were born from this
and will return to it.
—Kali (from Momentum)
#mind full of flow#poetry#poets on tumblr#spilled ink#literature#mmm but do you know? what it's like to be the beloved child of someone so wise?#i read his favourite books and every year i feel like i understand deeper#i feel closer to him now more than ever#momentum series
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tagged post updated with new verse (also: tag drop)
#v: I was born with a spirit running wild; I've got to go on further than I've ever gone#ooc: out of time#thor: oh brother we go deeper than the ink beneath the skin of our tattoos#tag drop#about: it's me; hi; i'm the problem it's me
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@thefleetsfinest just needed to make them some tags finally got around to that
LEONARD MCCOY -> THEFLEETSFINEST -> What one good soul is worth can't be measured
RECOVERY BUDDY -> THEFLEETFINEST -> When you're in the trenches and you're under fire I will cover you
RECOVERY BUDDY -> 616 -> Oh brother I see you burn like me the singes on our skin like a brand
RECOVERY BUDDY -> WASTELANDS -> If I was dying on my knees you would be the one to rescue me
RECOVERY BUDDY -> STAR TREK -> We go deeper than ink beneath the skin of our tattoos we don't share the same blood you're my brother
#RECOVERY BUDDY -> THEFLEETFINEST -> When you're in the trenches and you're under fire I will cover you#LEONARD MCCOY -> THEFLEETSFINEST -> What one good soul is worth can't be measured#RECOVERY BUDDY -> 616 -> Oh brother I see you burn like me the singes on our skin like a brand#RECOVERY BUDDY -> WASTELANDS -> If I was dying on my knees you would be the one to rescue me#RECOVERY BUDDY -> STAR TREK -> We go deeper than ink beneath the skin of our tattoos we don't share the same blood you're my brother#ooc -> blog upkeep
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The next chapter is mostly edited! Or at least the heavy leg work is done.
What's left is some minor editing, but I'm confident that I can upload the next chapter as soon as I get access to my laptop. Which should be Sunday night
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black ink & pink french tips
captain john price
cw: retired!price, tattooed!price, smut/pwp, sub!reader, dom!price, bimbo!reader, age difference (20s & 40s), power play, daddy kink, baby trapping
bunny says: happy 3,000 followers to me (and right before my exam)!
price remembered his retirement party. he remembered the pat on the back he got from higher ups for his service. he was supposed to be proud, but now in his mid-forties, what legacy did he have to show for it? his name was more often than not redacted, he entire career was in the shadows.
no wife, no kids, not even a fixed address.
so life outside of the military became aimless. that was until he found you. while most would frown at a twenty year ago gap, but you were an adult who could make her own choices. price felt protective over you, he needed to keep you safe.
you were an adult, but you had a lot to learn. and what started out as companionship quickly turned into mind-blowing sex. price could man handle you like no other man could dream of.
"men my age are simply too nice." you sighed as you examined your nails. you looked at him, "pussies."
he simply chuckled and went over to him, shirtless with a cigarette in his mouth. his walk was almost seductive as he got closer. he looked down at you and cupped your face, “well, love. daddy will take care of ya. ”
did he rile up your daddy kink? yes. did he often use it as an excuse to tease you? yes. did you almost rip his hair out when he asked you about your relationship with your father in the middle of sex? yes.
price loved you on your knees, in his bed, over the couch, he loved on your side, back and stomach. he loved how his cock just sank into the sweetness of your cunt. it riled him up when he felt his tip poke at your womb. you were just perfect, he couldn't imagine himself with any other woman. you were his princess.
he was laid out beside you on his side while you were on your stomach trembling on the bed. there was a bullet vibrator inside of you and he had turned the setting on to high. he heard your small squeaks and watched you squirm as he palmed your ass. he grabbed your ass roughly as he watched you come apart.
tonight he was determined to get you as lust-drunk as he could get you. he had plans for you tonight.
the night prior he had proposed to you, and you rejected him. you told him that you didn't want to get married! was he crazy? so he had to go an unconventional route to keep you firmly by his side. it meant going from lacey bralettes to cute nursing bras in a years time. you could still be your hyper pink self while pushing a stroller, right?
at the time he shrugged it off, but his ability to plan started to form in his brain. so now he had you laid out as he touched you. his broad, strong hand groped your sweet ass. he watch it jiggle when he gave the cheeks a few smacks. he leaned into your ear, his facial hair touched your flushed skin, “how does it feel, baby girl?”
you whimpered, “why did you turn it on so high?”
he chuckled, “because when i'm too gentle you turn into a brat.” he slapped your ass and leaned in closer. he kissed your cheek softly, “you kick your legs and whine until you get what you want.”
you whined, “i'm not always a brat.” you buried your face deeper into the pillow. you could feel price's scent cloud your head as he made you feel good.
price reached down between your legs and started to rock the vibrator in and out of your pussy. you kicked out yours legs and he closed the gap between you, his other forearm across your lower back, “stay still, love.” his voice was low.
his tattooed fingers lingered around your hole, his thumb even touched your clit which made you feel like you were on a live wire! but price kept you pinned down. he loved watching your little movements, everything about you was so delicate. with your glossed lips and the clips in your hair, the way you pouted at him earlier.
he licked his lips and slid his fingers into your tight hole up against the vibrator. you moaned and arched your back. the pleasure raced through your body as he pleasured you. he knew you were getting more wound up the more he touched you. his naked little angel, all soft and vulnerable for him.
you didn't know much, when he asked you hard questions you got confused. but your confusion was just the sweetest thing he had ever seen. now he was going to have you as his wife. you'd make a beautiful mother. the thought made his cock twitch, it was already at full attention. ready to fuck the living daylights out of you.
you clawed at the mattress under you and arched your back. your noises was music to his ears. you made a deep noise when he pulled the vibrator out of your pussy. you went limp onto the bed, your head felt like a haze as you felt him roll you onto your back, your pussy glistened in the heated bedroom.
“aren't you such a treat. dirty girl who wants to be fucked by her daddy.” he got between your legs, he rested his weight against you, pinning you to the bed. your hands found his shoulders as he hoisted your hips against his. his hard cock pressed against your entrance, “silly little things like you need to be kept safe. that's why your home is in the arms of an older man.” he pressed his forehead against yours, he felt the sweat against his skin.
you moaned, “price, please.”
he grabbed you by the face and moved back to he could stare at you. the look in his eyes was clouded by lust, but stern. stern in a way that showed that he was hardened by war. he said, “price?”
you pouted “daddy…”
“i should punish you for that. make ya wash your mouth out with soap for that.” he smirked at you, “or maybe ten minutes in the corner? or maybe i should make sure you don't get to orgasm?”
you whined, “please, daddy! i'm sorry! my head feels all heavy.” you were running on the high of pleasure. you were barely thinking.
“it's alright.” he purred, “I can forgive ya tonight. you're always so good for me.” he said as he let go of your chin and kept you pinned to the bed by his broad chest. you could feel his chest hair tickle against your chest. it felt nice against your nipples. he took you by the legs and pushed his cock into you slowly.
you were so relaxed and soaked that he slipped in with ease. he bottomed out into you and you jolted it. you clawed at his back, nit enough to draw blood but rough enough that it left the skin irritated. price had a few tattoos since he retired, the ink skin contrasted nicely with the prettiness of you nails.
black ink and pink french-tips.
he rubbed up against you as he thrusted into you. he loved the warmness of your sex, he could feel your heartbeat against his skin as he moved you up and down on his cock. he exhaled deeply, “that's it, baby girl. daddy loves that cunt of yours.”
“please, daddy.” you whimpered as you held onto him tightly.
“you feel amazing.” he groaned, “it was like you were made for me. mind, body and soul. all mine.”
you tighten your legs around his waist. you moaned into his shoulder, you almost bit into the meat of it as you felt him. every thrust felt like a nudge against the end of you sex. like he was in your stomach.
“so good for me. you felt so perfect around me. my baby girl.” he rocked his hips quickly. he slammed his cock deep into you. he held onto you as tight as he could, he knew it was going to bruising.
"please"." you whimpered, "it feels so good!'
"that's what i like to hear.' he fucked you hard, your pussy clenched around his cock. your noises encouraged him as he moved against you. he sloppily made out with you as his pace started to stagger. pleasure clouded both of your mind. his stomach did flips at the idea of getting you pregnant. trapping you with his baby.
he held onto you tightly, tattooed hand in your hair as he fucked you with vigor. with a few hard thrusts later, you both climaxed at the same time. you kicked out your legs pathetically as you clenched around his cock. you went limp after as you tried to catch your breath. your head was too fuzzy to notice that price was finishing off inside of you.
spurts of cum hit against the back of your cervix and you felt like you were going to melt into the bed. but price continued to thrust into you even as he grew softer. he loved the feeling of your gummy, soft cunt around his length. it felt like home.
he whispered as he pulled out eventually, he laid out beside you and teased your cunt, “good girl.” he purred, “my good girl.”
your were unaware of most things. you didn't even notice that price had eagerly seeded you. and his mission was a success <3
#bunny writes#call of duty#reader insert#call of duty modern warfare#call of duty smut#call of duty x reader#john#john price x reader#bunny speaks#john p#john price smut#john price#captain john price smut#captain john price#captain price#price cod#john price cod#cod mwii
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heyyy so what do you think of afab reader who is a prostitue x mafia boss sugar daddy pookie pookie bby sukuna (wow that was a mouthful) ty! (✿^‿^)
mdni. no pronouns!, daddy kink, size kink, he just uses his hand to keep you upwards ( no choking ) ( during → ) mirror sx, suku has tattoos hell yeah, there's actually some character development here I'm proud ( from being a dick to not so much )( he's so in love ), n he's low-key possessive<3
Sukuna’s daily visits to the city’s most luxury club —under his possession of course— wasn’t something new, with pretty girls perched on each one of his sides, tiny dresses and way too over-touching hands. he didn’t mind them though, neither he gave a fuck about them, the only thing Sukuna felt was amusement, amusement of allowing each girl to think they had a chance with him.
the sleeve tattoo on his right arm peeks from under a perfectly fit cuff, adorned by a golden watch that glimmers under the golden light as he leans forward to take a sip of his whiskey, a soft click of his tongue and a swirl of his finger is enough for his bodyguards to take said girls out, an endless rotation in which you took part.
but you’re not his favorite, —or at least, that’s what he told himself— no, Sukuna doesn’t partake in favoritism, if his guards escorted you to his private suite more times than they would to any other girl, who never lasts inside the room longer than 10 minutes, no one will admit it. it’s an inside gossip, they say the boss is in love, Sukuna admits he’s in love with the tight squeeze of your cunt, in love with the pretty moans you let out, with how eager you are to please his most wicked desires, he wants to keep you to himself, to adorn you with the most expensive jewelry, but certainly that’s not love, right?
the necklace he chose definitely compliments the beauty of your skin, and jingles oh so prettily when he’s pounding into you from behind, “aw, look at you” he mutters in your ear, almost imperceptively due to the loud sticky sound of his heavy balls smacking against clit, one of his hands rests on your neck, arms flexing and muscles bulging under the dark ink of his intrinsic tattoos, making you watch your own fucked out image in the golden rimmed mirror, clenching and keening at the sight of his large hand holding your dainty neck, “i knew this color would suit you” he smirks, meeting your eyes through the reflection for you to mewl.
your vision almost blurs from the intensity of Sukuna’s merciless thrusts, forcing your body to jolt up and down at the same time his back and thighs muscles clench at the way your cunt sucks on his cock, so tight it’s imposible for him not to make a mess right underneath your meeting bodies.
“say ‘thank you, daddy’” Sukuna urges, switching his thumb to resting on your collarbone to parting your lips slightly, rubbing on your tongue and inner cheeks.
“t-thank you... ah, daddy! ngh!” you manage to moan through whimpers, by this point your eyes are filled with tears, unable to see the lewd sight in front of you properly, yet Sukuna forces your eyes to remain still.
a slight change of angle in his hips and the man is able to see how your face contorts from pleasure, fucking you hard with soft ‘ah, ah’ s coming from your puffy lips. “that’s right, baby, only daddy gets to see you this ruined, only daddy can fuck your tight cunt” Sukuna grunts on your neck, cock bullying your tiny pussy at the same speed one of his thumbs rubs on your clit, urging your orgasm to coat hil whole.
“m’ cumming!” you get to squeal, earning a chuckle from him at the way your walls clamp around his cock, pulling him impossibly deeper as he continues to fuck his fat cock into your spasming cunt, allowing his eyes to travel through the expanse of your trembling body and slick oozing from your hole, making a puddle on the sheets right underneath your thighs.
Sukuna’s orgasm doesn’t take long in arriving, with a huffed “you’re fuckin’ mine” and making sure to be buried as deep into your pussy before filling the condom with his cum, maybe he’ll give his darling a creampie later on, for now, you’ll have to conform yourself with daddy’s black card.
he still won’t admit you’re his favorite, the girls are long gone and now it’s just you, sitting prettily on his lap with a strong arm around your waist, a smirk no one has ever seen before is now present on his face, but don’t get him wrong, Sukuna is still as ruthless and cruel as ever, but that doesn’t mean he can’t have a little more space in his heart for you.
#i had so much fun writing this <333333#jjk smut#jjk x you#jjk x reader#jujutsu kaisen smut#jujutsu kaisen x reader#sukuna smut#sukuna x reader#sukuna ryomen x reader#sukuna ryomen smut#jjk sukuna smut#𐔌᭥ᩙ༉
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what would your muse describe as their "essentials" for life? for Abel
I love this question :) !!!
Well let's start with material things;
His glasses
Comic Books
Vintage Books
Coffee
Cookie's and cream ice cream
Pizza
Polaroid Camera
Other than material things, some essentials for life are his friends, his family and alone time. Abel has a difficult job, and when that's done he just wants to be around people he loves, whether that be Landon or a certain barista at a bar. Abel also enjoys alone time, the time where he could just sit with himself and do the things he loves. That is what makes his life a little more beautiful.
#thank you for sending it !!!!#muse: abel prince#we go deeper than the ink beneath the skin of our tattoos: abel & landon
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"You are sexy in the kind of way where I want to delve deeply into your heart like an ocean, diving deeper than anyone has ever been before.."
I want to go deeper than space and hear all of your thoughts, feelings, and emotions - eUë
#thoughts#deep thoughts#in your heart#delve deeply#deep into you#like an ocean#ocean#diving#deep dive#deeper than space#deep space#feelings#emotions#i love you#heart to heart#sweet#thinking of you#thinking about you#think thonk#spilled ink#spilled thoughts#spilled words#love quotes#love#love quote life quotes#love quote for her#quoteoftheday#romance#romantic#falling in love
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obsessed with neverafter's preoccupation with the act of consuming being both destruction and transformation in a way that makes it something deeper than just eating. The world is sustenance and nutrition. The Big Bad Wolf. Thumbalina. The gore of it is horrifying, and death is that much more meaningful
obsessed with Ally's allusion to communion in recreating the world by giving everyone paper and ink not to just to have but to consume
I don't know what any of it means but I'm obsessed
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