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natasha-in-space · 19 days

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I think not nearly enough people comprehend just how messed up Rika's and V's relationships truly was, actually. It is so easy to get hyperfocused on the big climax of their toxic obsession: the cult, the physical violence, and the secrets. But, like... You ever actually sit down and think about the sheer fact that V looked at Rika: a hurt, traumatized girl, terrified of being her true self, desperate for love she didn't even have a clear idea of in her own mind, safe for some very vague feeling she deemed to be 'love', and... He saw beauty in it. He was never malicious about it, nor did he even realize it fully, not until MC came into his life and pushed him into reevaluating his own worth as well as his views on what love truly is. But, at the time, he saw all that hidden pain and trauma in her, and he saw beauty in it. He was intrigued by it. It fascinated him. He desired to transform it into something even more stunning with his own two hands, analogous to an artist fixing his next big masterpiece. And she was his masterpiece. One he would paint and bend and mold into something he knew he wanted to achieve. It wasn't even a want, it was a craving. Not really knowing that he was just so racked with guilt and self-hatred after his mother's death, that he was merely trying to prove himself to no one but his own troubled and scared mind. To prove to himself that he could be an artist, and that he really could love like the sun. That he could save someone this time around, instead of losing them. Because, truth is, he could never be an artist, not in the way his soul truly longed for.

Rika was both his muse and his creation at the same time.

That's why he never encouraged her to get the help she desperately needed if she didn't want to do it herself. That's why he never got involved in any extreme ways until it became far too difficult for him to handle. That's why he told her time and time again that she was beautiful and perfect just the way she is, even when she herself would doubt and be deeply disturbed by his eager willingness to sink into the deepest of lows for her.

In a way, neither of them truly knew each other. It's a fact that they cared for each other at one point in time. But they didn't see each other as equal individuals to grow and change alongside. For Rika, V was her sun she adored and loathed all the same. He was not a person, he was just an anchor that kept her steady and a cruel reminder of all she could never be. For V, Rika was his canvas to pour his locked away feelings onto. She was not a person, she was a living proof of his ability to create and love in a way he desperately craved.

And in the end, that destroyed and scarred both of them. Not only them, but also many completely innocent individuals who were caught in the crossfire.

What a big, complicated, and horrible mess these two are.

#mystic messenger #mysmes #mysme #mm #jihyun kim #kim jihyun #mystic messenger v #rika kim #kim rika #mystic messenger rika #I SWEAR I AM WORKING ON MY REQUESTS I AM!!!!!#i wrote it half asleep because my brain is just buzzing with them and i had to pour my thoughts somewhere #hope it's coherent 💀#they are so toxic your honor #alright now i'm off to bed #snork mimimimimi

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upperranktwo · 5 months

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☆Gifset Per Episode - Kimetsu No Yaiba☆

Swordsmith Village EP04 - Thank You, Tokito

#knyedit #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #kny #usergojoana #tuserelena #userartless #useradrienne #useraki #sky gifs #I have forgotten how to make these look good ajsdknasdas I need to work on my settings but I hope it looks alright!!!!!#flashing tw #I will always hate colouring scenes at night <3

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616witch · 5 months

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DARK PHOENIX ICONS.

requested by anonymous. 500 by 500 px. scott summers art by olivier coipel, jean grey art by lucas werneck. credit appreciated but not necessary. feel free to use on other social media sites.

#comicedit #marveledit #xmenedit #uncannysource #xmenuniverse #jean grey #scott summers #cyclops #phoenix #marvel girl #dark phoenix #**#*mine: marvel comics #*mine: icons #i find lucas werneck's art VERY hard to work with ouagh #and i found it oddly hard to find coipel pieces of jean-as-phoenix so i went with this #hope it's alright for you anon </3

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krisbeetreats · 1 year

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Kazu/Billy Idol Album Covers

#I had these for a bit and was excited to work on them but lost steam as I went on #Hope they look alright #Used his normal look/concept look/Drama CD look for each one #metal gear solid #mgs #mgs kaz #metal gear solid kaz #kazuhira miller #billy idol #mgspw #metal gear solid peace walker

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pigeon-noises · 7 months

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Idealist

#kaveh #genshin impact #digital art #genshin impact fanart #the part of my brain that wanted more angst and the part that wanted to see kaveh wear the diadem shook hands #I worked very hard on the rubble in this one! Hope it reads alright #had an idea during parade of providence which was strengthened by that will stetson song #myart #fanart

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rheakira · 15 days

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Today, May 23rd, is Robin's birthday!

Happy birthday, Robin!

#UTDR #UTY #Kindness Soul #UTDR OC #Robin #Doodles #Temporary break in my hiatus to post this because??#Before 'events' that led to my need of a long term break this was planned ages ago #Robin's birthday is the 23rd of May!#I didn't want my current episode to ruin this special thing I had planned bc quite frankly I love this character #I made her with a lot of love and care and I wanted to make something fun for the birthday I planned out for her #However I am a little bummed that I don't have the time energy or mental state to make something bigger #This day unfortunately snuck up on me pretty quickly #There was meant to be an event of sorts on the Guns and Aprons blog for this day but as you can see?? There's no time #I plan to have one anyway in the future when I'm well enough and have the time to work on it #In the meantime I hope you enjoy this art I managed to complete!#Alright. There will be no more breaks in my hiatus. I'll be back when I can stomach being back.#Ciao 💕

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farharbour · 8 months

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Lilith has risen! Behold her now: the Daughter of Hatred, the Mother of Sanctuary, and the last foe we must strike down on this fateful night.

#wish this skin wasn't so expensive and/or that i had money LOL #moira #moira o'deorain #overwatch #ovw #owedit #overwatch 2 #ow2 #ow2edit #gamingedit #my gifs #flashing #(it's very slight but just in case)#i've never tried to upload gifs bigger than 5mb before so i hope these work and look alright :')

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ywpd-translations · 12 days

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Ride 774: Kiji, coming!!

Pag 1

1: Welcome, to the Emperor's throne!!

My aim is the double crown!!

Pag 2

4: Ahhh... you're fast, the two of you

I thought I could catch you for sure at 2km left

Pag 3

1: But it took me until “1km left”, yon!!

Pag 4

3: Ah!?

4: caught up!? Who....

Pag 5

1: who the hell are you!?

2: The two people in the lead are taking the curve and passing the sign that says that there's 1km left until the sprint line.....

Pag 6

1: No, it's three people!!

Three people passed the “1km left” sign!!

2: There's more people!? Since when!?

Wasn't it two people!?

What happened!? Who's that? That jersey-

At the last curve, suddenly-

3: It's not “who are you”....!!

Dammit!! I know!! This guy!!

Pag 7

1: There's one more person who we need to pay special attention to

2: Gunma Ryousei's third year, Kiji Kyuui

3: Ohh, Kiji? Who's that

Oi, I already told you about this in advance, Manami!! Come on, at the sea

Is that so?

4: What's your data about him?

5: There's basically no record of him in road racing

6: He's an..... “assassin” from the MTB world, huh

7: Is he aiming for the goal?

8: Yeah.... the goal...

That's right....

We should be glad

Pag 8

1: That he's only aiming for the goal

2: Hayaaaa!!

3: Dammit!! The first result.... so you're aiming for the sprint too!?

4: Since they said you were aiming for the goal I thought you were a climber like Manami!!

Pag 9

1: Let's speed up, Orange!! He'll catch up!!

2: I've seen it before!! This guy's jersey

3: That day.... he appeared suddenly on that bike with the thick tires

Pag 10

1: It's the guy who chased Onoda-san and the Hakogaku guy with the bouncy hair!!

2: Before that, Onoda-san said they were friends and that he's “strong”!!

3: He's coming to catch up to

4: mine and San-na's battle

Pag 11

1: He really is strong!!

Let's switch, I'll pull!!

Pag 12

1: Orange!!

3: They're in tune

You have amazing judgment and explosive power!!

4: When I caught up at the last curve

5: Even though they could have also accepted me and made me join them

Without making eye contact or calling out to each other, in an instant at the same time they made the decision

6: that they would “cooperate” to leave me behind!! Yon!!

You're really....

Pag 13

4: What's that

He's lowering his stance and pushing on the handles like he's about to dance....!!

5: Hayaaaa

Pag 14

1: You're really close friends!!

Pag 15

4: He lined up to us in one go!?

Pag 16

1: This guy!! Was it an optical illusion? Just now, I saw something like a cloud of dust behind me

2: Takadajou told us this

Be careful

3: I've been told that the power that a MTB rider can produce in a short time

4: is 1.5 times that of a road racing cyclist

5: This guy can match this top speed!?

8: Ah!?

9: Huh!?

Pag 17

2: In between!?

He came in between!?

Ah!?

3: You bastard, usually when one catches up he joins in the back

Pag 18

1: It's road racing theory!!

4: This guy doesn't know the theory?

5: 800m left until the sprint line!!

6: 1

Pag 19

1: 2

What's this- San-na, did this guy suddenly started counting

2: What's this

The sign for an attack?

3: 3

Pag 20

2: Alright, I recovered

5: Well then, I'll go

Pag 21

1: Ahead, yon

2: So it really was a sign for attacking!!

Who's that guy!!

#yowamushi pedal #yowapeda #yowamushi pedal translations #yowapeda manga #yowamushi pedal manga #yowamushi pedal spoilers #ride 774 #and we're back finallyyyy #i hope watanabe is alright and last week's break wasnt because of health problems :/#anyway!! of i loved this chapter SO MUCH #Kiji Kyuui you cheeky bastard i love you #he arrives he crushes kabu and bashi's race-date he boasts and brags #and then he's like okay bye now you losers keep doing what you were doing imma go ahead #ANNOYING AF I LOVE HIM #hes annoying without even realizing it lmao i bet he doesnt realize it #'you must be so close!!" oh please they were having a moment and you interrupted them!!#btw it's so fckn funny to me that kabu and bashi simply decided to pair up against kiji lmao they got one look at him and were like #'nope we dont like this guy' afsgdasfd #im so sorry for them but also that was funny af #also i love bashi thinking 'this is basic road racing theory!! ah wait this guy probably doesnt know shit about theory ;A;'#kiji has no idea how road racing works and thats why hes so strong #he just does whatever he wants

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mylas-stash · 8 months

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found this wonderful drawing of Filbo and Beffica on the official YH instagram!! Made by the same artist behind the journalist illustrations, Sage Coffey!

#hope this is alright to post lol (with credit ofc)#im free to take this down if requested to do so!#but for now. hope you guys enjoy some silly filbo and beffjca shenanigans from an artist who worked on bugsnax #bugsnax #filbo fiddlepie #beffica winklesnoot #not art

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foolsocracy · 26 days

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Hi, hello, I’m new to your blog. I’ve made myself at home. Lovely carpet.

Can I please know more about your spider Robbie pie? Can’t seem to find the silverware.

but of course, kind anon

Spider Robbie is an au in which Robbie Robertson takes up the spider mantle after the death of the one before him. He is the third, following Ben Urich and, most notably, Peter Parker.

This au is very much canon divergence from Eyes Without a Face, where Peter makes it in time to save Robbie from his original fate but dies in the process. Peter is shot while rushing Robbie and the others out. In his panic and elation at finding Robbie physically unharmed, Peter outs himself as the Spider Man to his best friend. Robbie stays with him as he bleeds out and resolves to continue to hide Peter's identity.

Peter is buried and remains that way for... an undetermined amount of time.

Robbie is left with a mask, a jacket, and the question of just who was this other half of his friend. As he learns more of who this... Spider Man was, he gets more and more involved in the spider's cases and conflicts. Robbie gets more sure of his own abilities and makes a bit of a name for the Spider Man within his own community, though the people of Harlem are largely unaware that the appearances of a masked vigilante match the interests of one Robbie Robertson.

It is to be noted that none of these aforementioned abilities are spider-god-induced powers like Peter's. Robbie, especially at the beginning of his spidering career, leans more into Urich's role than Parker's. To me, Robbie has been passionate about the press and journalism in a way that Peter never was. For Pete, his job as a photographer and reporter was a job he took until he could get into college and study science. Robbie has a way with words and communication that Peter frankly lacks. Of course, that isn't to say that Robbie won't be kicking ass, because he will. It will just take him a bit of time to get some of those skills as he's, well, a normal guy. Not everyone can get their biology scrambled like Pete.

And just because Robbie hasn't been scrambled doesn't mean he's completely separate from all things supernatural either!

I think the marvel noir universe is at its best when there's a magical, supernatural undercurrent. This concept isn't super prevalent in the actual comics, but HoplesslyLost on ao3 has done some really cool world building with it.

I think in Robbie's case, where he would be the narrator, "magical realism" would be an interesting avenue to take it. I use this term in particular because I most closely relate it to Toni Morrison in my head, when I first learned about it through her work in high school. For Morrison, the concept was inseparable to blackness and I think for Robbie, where his blackness is so central to his character and his motivations, drawing on that could be more of a service to his character. It feels better to do that than ignore how incredibly racialized his society and story is. It will make his relationship with the spider god, Peter (who I will get to very very shortly), his community, and his own mythos as The Spider Man really interesting and complex.

So it's been established that Robbie doesn't have spider powers. And we all know that Peter did-- or should I say does. One of the spider god's abilities is to bring Peter back to life. She does this in the comics, but not in any of the runs from 2008-2010 (the runs that make up this au). When Peter dies on Ellis Island, he does not think he is coming back from that. Waking up again is a surprise.

Here's where I think the au really takes a left turn. Do I think the Spider God is purely evil and spiteful and has it out for Pete? No, not really. Will I be ramping said traits up to 11 for the au? Yeah, I guess I might. This is because I love a little bit of horror and the came back wrong trope. I will hopefully be fleshing the spider god out in the near future, but I really haven't given her the many hours of thought I have the other characters. For that I'm sorry spider god </3

Peter digs himself out of his grave, more spider than he ever has been. For much of his new, waking life he is more animalistic than not. There is clearly something wrong with him; his joints are too flexible and loose, he's got some eye-shine going on, his skin is pale and his veins are starkly dark beneath it. He's possessed. Someone is puppeteering him, someone who knows a lot-- almost everything about him, but it's clear that the someone isn't him.

And Peter--- the body, it can't be Peter. At least, that's what Robbie thinks when the figure catches his eye the first time. Because Peter is dead and buried, and he has been dead and buried for weeks.

#WOAH this is long #while still not saying much... mweh heh heh #other notes that i don't know how to add in w/out derailing the main vague explanation of the au:#the trio shifts from Peter & Robbie & MJ to Robbie & MJ & Gloria #robbie and his girl gang #and u all know me for my robbienoir shipping well.... Peter's romantic feelings for Robbie are a major point of some parts of this au #get possessed gay boy #Toni Morrison might be a bit out of left field here but I love her work so much and I actually listen to her interviews #to get a grasp on how I want robbie's language to flow. I am NOT eloquent but she has such a way w words when she just SPEAKS #her and the rapper Milo lol #i should give this a read through but im not. ill see all my mistakes tomorrow LOL #spider robbie au #spider noir #my art #peter benjamin parker #robbie robertson #ben urich #asks #anon #thanks for the ask!!!#hope you find your utensils alright

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tmnt-on-the-mind · 4 months

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thinking about @halogalopaghost ‘s fic ‘quiet times’ and augh i love that fic sm 🧡🧡🧡 i couldnt resist drawing little mikey and splinter :) highly recommended checking it out bc it’s so sweet 🧡🧡🧡

#tmnt 2003 #tmnt #tmnt mikey #tmnt splinter #this is my first time drawing splinter properly and im pretty proud of how he turned out :)#also those bricks in the background had me fighting for my life for no reason #backgrounds are tough man but I think it looks alright in the end 👍#also i hope that link works 😭🙏 I keep double checking it to make sure its right

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rosynova · 3 months

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(first off, i'm so sorry about the quality, i've been fighting tumblr for 2 hours trying to fix it and it doesn't want to work with me :') please click on the pics for better resolution!)

so ever since reading this ask from @blank-house i've had this little scenario in my head because of jamie's bit, and i've finally gotten the chance to sketch it out :>

#keyframes vn #jamie porter #perseus tozaki #elio kealoha #rosyart #aaa i've never made a comic before so i hope this is alright!#it's a bit messy and the second page wore me out but i got it done haha #i love these guys a lot so i always want to do them justice whenever i'm able to draw them #even when it involves making jamie run into a wall from spacing out :') sorry jamie lol #also if the team is reading the tags: thank you for answering so many asks!#they're all super fun to read and they get me even more excited for the extended demo :D #i wish you all the luck with the dev work!

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stanchett · 1 year

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French Lessons

Gwen from In Fabric x fem!reader; NSFW, praise kink if you squint

Beta’d by the lovely @booitsrue, @larissaslover333 and my girlfriend @deadtooth-taylor!!! This is my very first fic, so please be gentle!! Thank you and enjoy <3

P.s. thank you so much for 300 followers!!

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You always struggled with foreign languages. It was too much to memorize, and the different tenses never quite clicked in your brain. You had a hard time envisioning yourself finishing the course, but you needed a few more credits in order to graduate. At the beginning of each class you silently cursed yourself for choosing such a difficult language to fulfill the requirement.

As you rose from your seat with a sigh and collected your things, your professor called you down to his desk. Trying not to seem too defeated, you slung your bag over your shoulder and made your way down the steps of the lecture hall. You listened politely as he criticized your performance in class, desperate not to hang your head in shame at his words.

“You know, I can recommend a tutor if you’d like. She’s about your age and quite proficient in the language. As this is an introductory course, this material shouldn’t be as difficult as it is for you, and you may benefit from seeking outside help.”

He pulled out his phone and jotted down a name and phone number. You nodded in agreement and thanked him for his time, taking the post-it note from his fingertips.

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“You could always drop the class! That’s what I do if I’m not invested in it.”

Your roommate was sweet, albeit air-headed. She was much more interested in the ‘college experience’ - drinking, partying every night, and never hooking up with the same guy twice - than any coursework. She sat on the kitchen counter, kicking her feet and crunching away on a salad she picked up from the cafeteria. While you attempted to busy yourself with making dinner after a much longer day than you’d hoped it to be, your eyes wandered to your book bag with the sticky note sitting on top.

“We can’t all afford to drop classes on a whim halfway through the semester.. Maybe I should give that tutor a call and see if she can help me out.”

You plated your dinner of chicken, rice and veggies and plopped down on the couch. Phone in hand, you squinted to see the number on the paper across the room and dialed it carefully. With a deep breath, you pressed the ‘call’ button and waited. On the third ring, a deep yet feminine voice picked up, “Hello?”

“Hi, is this Gwen? I’m Y/N, my Intro to French professor passed along your number to me. I was wondering if you’d be willing to tutor me.”

There was a long pause, as if she were preoccupied when you called. You picked at your nails nervously. She cleared her throat and finally answered, “How does tomorrow at 7 sound?”

Suppressing a sigh of relief, you throw a silent celebratory fist in the air for your roommate to see, and she returns it with a thumbs-up from the kitchen.

“That sounds perfect. See you then!”

Without another word, Gwen hung up on you. Choosing to ignore the lack of a reply, you dropped your phone next to you on the sofa and bring your plate to your lap.

“Oh, I’m passing this class with flying colors. Just you wait.”

Your roommate jokingly rolls her eyes and leaves the room as you click the TV on.

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The next day passes slowly, and you trudge through your Art History and Physics courses. After the latter lets out of the classroom, you plop down on a bench outside and pull out your phone. Scrolling through your social media notifications, your mind wanders to your tutoring session tonight. You knew what she sounded like, but wondered what she looked like. Your mind struggles to put pieces together and you quickly realize you had forgotten to give Gwen your address. It was an off-campus apartment, so you would need to send it to her. Pulling up her contact, you typed out an awkward text message,

“Hey! Just realized I forgot to send you the address. It’s the first building on the corner across the street from campus. Apartment 4b.”

Why were you so nervous to send it? You do anyway, hoping you didn’t seem too scatter-brained to this stranger. Your phone vibrated almost immediately with her response,

“See you there. XX”

You caught yourself blushing at her reply. Her voice was so distinct and entrancing on the phone, you could practically read the message in her voice in your mind. You looked up from your spot to see if anyone had noticed your shift in composure, but no one amid the flurry of students seemed to care about anyone else in their general vicinity. You pocketed your phone and headed to your next class feeling a little lighter than before.

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It was 5:30 when you finally returned home. Tossing your bag to the floor, you rid yourself of your shoes and headed straight for the kitchen.

“Long day, huh?” Your roommate pipes up from the hallway. You assumed she could tell from your lack of greeting upon your arrival the kind of day you must have had.

“Yeah.. That, and I’m kinda nervous for my French lesson.” You shuffle through the contents of your shared refrigerator and decide on a perfectly-ripened apple, “I don’t know, I hope I can learn a thing or two from her.”

“I’m sure it’ll go great! Listen I’m going out, don’t wait up okay? I won’t be back ‘till late so you two will have the entire place to yourselves..” She says with a wink and a playful eyebrow raise.

“Yeah, thanks. We really appreciate it!” You throw back at her with heavy sarcasm. You sort your books out and leave your French textbook and notes on the coffee table, tossing some others under your arm before retreating to your room to get started on your other homework.

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You had completely lost track of time with your nose stuck in your Physics textbook when you heard a knock on the door. You check the clock - 7:00 on the dot. You leap up from your bed and nervously walk to the door, silently chastising yourself for not setting aside the time to put out any drinks or snacks before your tutor arrived. You ease the door open and nearly drop to the floor at the sight before you. Dressed in black from head to toe, Gwen leans on the doorframe with her arm extended upward, confidence radiating from her being. You had to look up at her to make eye contact, given the few inches in height difference between you. However, your eyes made a quick stop at her perfectly-painted lips, just the right shade of pink for her. She was the most beautiful woman you had ever seen.

Quickly taking notice of you soaking in her image, she smirks at you, eyeing you up and down herself. “Hey.” She jerks a nod toward you and lets herself in, brushing past you and taking a quick glance around the apartment. Her eyes land on your French books on the table.

Picking your jaw up off the floor and coming out of your stupor, you manage a “H-hi,” shutting the front door and hoping you don’t seem too strange to her. Quickly remembering your manners, you shyly ask, “Can I get you anything? Water?” You take a step into the kitchen before getting her answer. “No, I’m alright.” She elegantly lowers herself onto the couch, removing her jacket and begins leafing through your French notes, making herself right at home. You try not to watch too closely as she crosses her legs, her skirt hiking up to reveal more of her long legs in the process. You swore you saw the upper seam of her stockings before she passively pulled it back down, snatching it from your view. She had to know how captivating she was. You were practically drooling over her already, failing to notice you had overfilled your water glass as the cold sensation trickled over your fingers and snapped you back to reality. You dumped an inch or two from the glass into the sink and made your way over to her, nervously settling down beside her.

“So, where should we pick things up? At the end of your notes..” she turns her head toward you, licking her lips as her eyes flick over you, no doubt noticing the anxious air about you, “or should we start from the beginning?”

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“Uhh.. vous… avez?” You say, the questioning nature clear in your inflection. You had been working on conjugations for the last hour and it was becoming easier to remember them, much to your surprise and Gwen’s delight.

“Yes! Very good. Now, what’s the last one?” You thought for a moment, trying not to lose yourself in how close in proximity you two had become. Not to mention how good praise felt coming from this stunning woman beside you. The butterflies in your stomach fluttered, and you tried your hardest to ignore the fluttering it sent downward as well.

“Ils ont!” You proclaimed triumphantly, hardly able to contain your excitement. “That’s it!” Gwen congratulated with a smile, her left hand falling to rest on your knee. “Let’s try être next.”

Your breath caught in your throat. The contact made your mind whirl, how could you possibly focus now? You felt the heat rising in your cheeks and a sudden drop in your abdomen. “A-alright,” you stuttered, the warmth of her hand making it damn near impossible to stay on-task.

“Je..” She began for you, her gaze moving away from the textbook to read your expression. You kept yours down, you couldn’t look at her or you might combust on the spot. “Suis,” you finished. “Good,” she tapped her fingertips on the inside of your knee as confirmation, “Tu?” You wracked your brain for the answer, her ocean-blue eyes boring into you. You failed to catch them skittering over your lips. “…es?” You finally responded. Her hand inched up your thigh and you silently curse yourself for choosing to keep your jeans on instead of swapping them for shorts before Gwen arrived. “Il?” She asks, smirking at the obvious blush on your cheeks. She halts her movements and you give her the answer as soon as it comes to you, “est.” Was she scooting closer to you?

“Nous?” You turned to look at her, your eyes sweeping over every detail of her face, and noticed how close it had gotten to your own. “Sommes.” You answered definitively. “Vous?” You swallowed hard, her hand continuing on in its ascent. “Êtes,” you felt the temperature in the room rise, your pulse soaring. Her lips were inches from yours. One conjugation left. “Ils.” Gwen whispered against your lips. You bit back a whimper. Her hand hovered over your center through your pants. You ached for her touch, this beautiful woman you had only just met. After a long pause, you finally whispered the answer in return, “Sont.”

Gwen closes the distance between your lips in an instant, your hands reaching for her as she moves to straddle your hips. Her skirt gathers at the tops of her thighs, stockings and garter belt on full display. You moan against her lips as she rolls her hips into yours, desire overwhelming you. “You did so well for me..” she whispers, lowering her lips to your neck and sucking on your pulse point. Your hands explore over her thighs, her breathing growing heavier along with your own. Without warning, you thread a finger underneath one of her stocking straps, snapping it loudly over her pale skin. She gasps against you and returns her lips to yours hungrily, her hands stroking down your torso before unbuttoning your pants. She pulls away and looks down at you with so much desire you feel like you could melt. “Is this alright?” she asks in a low voice, her fingers toying with the button. “Yes,” you immediately say back, hoping you don’t sound overly-eager.

“Good.” Is all she says in reply, her eyes looking deeply into yours as her fingers ease downward, quickly finding your clit through the fabric of your underwear. Your hips jerk in response and you squeeze your eyes shut before releasing a whimper, your nails digging into her thighs. There’s no doubt she can feel the patch of wetness that has been practically building since you started your lesson. She leans into you and captures your lips once again, pulling a moan from your chest as her deft fingers tug your panties aside and begin stroking up and down your entrance. Her free hand suddenly grasps your jaw, her face inches away from yours. “How badly do you want it? How badly do you want me to fuck you?” She husks against your lips, her voice alone causing your eyes to roll back.

“So badly, please-” before you’re able to finish, she slips a finger into you and back out. You gasp. Bringing it to your lips, she taps them lightly, silently asking you to suck it clean. You take it eagerly, moaning at your own taste as your tongue swirls around the digit. Her pupils dilate as she watches you intently, pulling her finger from your mouth with a pop. “Please fuck me,” you beg pathetically from beneath her, the smirk on her face growing into a devious smile. “That’s my good girl.”

Two fingers slip into you and you throw your head back against the couch, your nails scraping down Gwen’s thighs and leaving clear marks behind. Her hand moves from your jaw to your throat, and you feel your eyes grow wide momentarily. A choking kink was new to you, and you loved every second of it, but that didn’t stop the flush from taking over your cheeks at the discovery. You were too preoccupied with her fingers working their magic inside of you to care much though. She curled them just the way you liked, to hit that sensitive spot like she knew right where it was. Your nails found their way to her back and scraped their way down, eliciting a groan from the woman above you.

Her fingers picked up their pace as her other hand fell from your throat to tug at the hem of your shirt, and you thanked the heavens above you decided to take your bra off before you started studying. Her lips quickly found your nipple and you realized you wouldn’t last much longer like this. The coil inside you was wound almost painfully tight. Your legs shook when she flicked the sensitive skin with her tongue. You grasped her jet-black hair in your fists as your chest began to heave with your impending orgasm. With one last curl of her fingers, you came undone below her, cursing and crying out for every neighbor in the complex to hear.

She slowed the pace of her fingers, helping you ride out your high before pulling them from you and kissing you on the cheek. Climbing off of you, she slipped them into her mouth one at a time, humming in approval at your taste. She looked back at you and admired her handiwork, leaving you completely spent on the sofa.

“So, same time next week?” Gwen says with a chuckle.

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