come take a ride with me

you and changbin celebrate your first anniversary

warnings: changbin x gender neutral reader, alcohol mention

genre: fluff

word count: 650+

you’re flying down the highway, wind whipping through your hair and stinging your eyes. it’s blisteringly hot outside, but you can’t feel it past the sun beating on your back because of how fast you’re moving. your feet flex on the stirrups as you shift your weight closer to changbin’s back, ignoring the sweat sticking to both of your clothes where you’re touching.

you bury your face into his neck, difficult with both of your helmets in the way but you don’t mind. the smell of leather invades your senses from the collar of his worn jacket, a smell that you’re more than familiar with. you’re pulled into to the memory of your first date with him, exactly a year ago, and how it ended in an explosive fight. you can’t even remember what you fought about, you just remember storming out of the restaurant he took you to, leaving him to pay. you had stubbornly decided to walk the five miles home in the heat instead of getting a ride home with him, and he had just as stubbornly drove his motorcycle on the road next to you at a scorchingly slow pace to make sure you got home alright. you never thought you would agree to a second date, but a week later you found yourself sitting across from him at a coffee shop, laughing. you never thought you would agree to him being your boyfriend, but when he asked you pulled him in for a passionate kiss as your answer. you certainly never thought you would end up here, comfortable and trusting on the back of his bike as you head to your favorite secluded spot by the lake you both live near.

your arms wind tighter around his waist, fingers digging into his abdominal muscles that flex as he makes a turn onto a small bridge off the main road. a small path diverges, and he follows it slowly, the wind no longer howling in your ears, making you more aware of your own rapidly beating heart as it echos the sound of the water near you.

you’re quick to jump off the seat when he stops, wheels still crunching on gravel. despite how many times you’ve done this, you never really got used to how it feels like flying and it gives you butterflies every time. your eyes are glued to changbin’s strong thighs where he’s still straddling the seat, his deft fingers working to release the clasp of his helmet. he tugs it off and your eyes are drawn upwards as he shakes out his hair. it’s all clumped up with sweat dripping out and he’s flushed from the heat, but you swear he’s never looked more hot in his life.

you take off your own helmet, placing it onto the seat and grabbing the picnic blanket and champagne bottle from the storage in the back. you both walk down the hill, hands intertwined, trading teasing insults back and forth. when you reach the bottom, you shake out the blanket to lay on the small rocks by the water and he’s making quick work of opening the champagne bottle. you both sit, your legs thrown over his, as you stare out into the peaceful lake as the sun sets in the horizon.

“happy anniversary, baby,” he says, taking a long sip straight form the bottle. you echo the same, savoring the sharp bubbles and sweet flavor that cling to your tongue as you drink. when you lean in to kiss him, he tastes the same as the champagne and you can’t tell which is more addicting.

you stay there, exchanging kisses and sips of champagne as you watch the sun disappear beyond the water and the fireflies come out to play. you eventually tug him to lay down, side by side, your head pillowed on his shoulder where you can hear his breathing. he points out constellations in the night sky that you both know are wrong. you would be content staying here forever, listening to the sweet sound of his voice and surrounded by stars.

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masterlist

study of this masterwork

you dream of devouring your friends whole

do you guys see my vision

Transgwender 🎉

TRANSGWENDER ‼️

read Living With a Tiger by x_los !

This is a little old & Super Unpolished but i don’t have any plans to go back and clean it up so

A Rough Night

Basically the thought process for this was:

“I really really want to do a comic full manga style” + “I really really want to draw TriStamp again” + “I really really want to draw some Wolfwood’s angst”

And that's it. That's the comic.

i saw this on twt and it made me think of your kid!jake au 😭😭

https://twitter.com/buckycharms_/status/1777708437536665938?s=19

I laughed so hard I cried. I'm serious. and my wife just finished me off when wrote about the cart thing.....

ps Marc lengthened their life by laughing for so long they don’t need Khonsu anymore

throws march eridan out into the internet like a farmer feeding corn to his chickens lol

People will try and shit on susie x noelle like this didn’t happen at the end of the ferris wheel scene???

gale has specific dialogue to compare the other companions to tara !

+ durge

cw: implied dom reader/sub Izuku, humiliation, degradation

“You’re a fucking dirty, rotten pervert, Izuku.” you murmur under your breath, watching how his pretty, curved cock twitches where it lies on his belly. you run a single finger up the shaft, around the bulging vein, until it settles under the head. its flushed a deep red, a pretty contrast to the tan of his skin, the freckles that dot his hip. you look at him from under your lashes, smiling when his eyes flutter and he settles back into the silkiness of the bed sheets.

“Yeah,” Izuku sighs all prettily for you, an almost dopey expression painting his face as you watch his chest rise and fall. its a pretty sight that he makes, with a flush that goes all the way down to his nipples, perky and brown, his pecs wide, and his jaw so relaxed that you watch him swallow every few seconds.

"What would everyone do if they knew what disgusting shit the Number One Hero was into?" you ask quietly to yourself, one hand still toying with that sensitive spot under his head, the other starting to run your nail over the seam of his balls. Izuku sucks in a shaky breath at that, eyes clenched shut as you can almost see how he bites back the need to cum.

"If they knew how much of a little slut you are for me?" you grin now, when his eyes roll open and his mouth drops open in a pant. fuck, he's so pretty like that, when his eyes cross momentarily when you cup his heavy balls in your hand.

"Oh, fuck," he hisses out, hands clenching the pillows beside him tightly. you cock your head at him, can't help but feel like you have to be a little mean to him. but its okay; he likes it.

"Say it. Say you're my little slut." you bite at him, showing him your teeth as you feel a whole body shiver wrack through his body.

"I'm, shit, I'm your l-little slut." Izuku groans, eyes squeezing shut when a drool of precum slides down onto his belly and you scoop it up with that same finger that's been teasing him. you play with the sticky substance between your fingers for a second, almost examining it, before you turn your eyes to him. you smile.

"Good boy."

me and the guy i pulled by accidentally implying i like jazz music

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druid shenanigans