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#might make this into a series
evgar · 11 months
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arthur morgan; acrylic on wood
had to dedicate a lil painting to the best man ever after finishing rdr2 for the first time ❤️‍🩹
sadie painting
edit: thanks everyone for the support on this piece! limited prints available for anyone interested here
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cosmosnout · 10 months
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I’ve meant to draw these guys for the longest time but just never got around to it. But here they are so yeippii
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I cannot get the idea of roommate Shinso, who has a smaller but loyal group of fans that he streams his spicy content to. The only catch is you don’t know about it and he only streams when you are out of the house for hours.
You were supposed to be at work but was first cut from your waitressing job and you were unexpectedly home a few hours early. You quietly enter your shared apartment, never knowing when your insomniac roommate was asleep or not.
You begin to knock on his door softly to signal that you were home early but before your knuckles make contact with the wood you hear a deep voice that you had never heard before.
“Mmm kittens, I don’t know if these donations are enough tonight to actually see daddy’s cock.”
Your eyes widen as you realize that it’s Shinso that is laying it on so thick. You had never heard your roommate like this before.
When you had first started rooming with him two years ago he was so quite that you weren’t sure if he ever actually talked. It wasn’t until months of hanging out as friends that you realized he was just a reserved guy but when did talk it was usually quick snarky quips that made you belly laugh.
Coming back to reality you placed your hand on the doorknob and realized that the door was not fully closed and had actually stopped right before shutting. You placed barely any pressure on it, allowing it to open just enough that you could see a sliver into his room.
There was Shinso, shirtless with light grey sweatpants on that were so low on his slender hips that you could see the beginning of his purple happy trail. He had worn his hair in a low ponytail and it was obvious that the camera on his laptop was only pointing to his lower abs and the huge bulge in his pants that he was slowly stroking through his sweatpants.
The sounds of donations started spilling in after he said that, making Shinso grin as he continued his slow strokes, showing that he had a way bigger cock then you ever expected from your roommate.
“That’s what daddy likes. Maybe you kittens do deserve to see my cock.”
Shinso didn’t tease his audience much longer as he began slowly shimming out of his low hanging sweatpants. You quickly realized that he was not wearing any underwear as his cock came springing upward once it was freed.
You tried not to gawk but you couldn’t believe how pretty his dick actually was. It was an average length of about 6.5 inches, but it was the thickness that made you ache with need.
You knew he would stretch your pussy in all of the right ways.
As you stared you realized just what you were doing, and you did not want to get caught. Without a second thought you walked quietly to your purse and exited the apartment as quietly as you could.
You knew you could not enter the apartment until Shinso expected you to because you never wanted him to know that you not only had seen his cock, but that you really liked it and wondered what it felt like in your mouth and nestled between your folds.
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zeyatilgan · 1 year
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CASSIE HAWARD + tv tropes
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hannah-the-red-head · 2 years
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Lilith: Oh my Lucifer, Death please explain to me why your human parasite is wearing such a gaudy outfit to such a high profile occasion! I wouldn’t be caught dead in that thing!
Hannah: *deadpanned* You’d have to dead six months to even fit into it.
Death: *snorts*
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marauders as shit my friends have said
sirius: guys here’s some advice, don’t be apart of the problem
sirius: be the entire problem
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robiinurheart33 · 21 days
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Fuck everything (projects my anxieties onto soap)
Soap who can’t physically handle being late. He’ll start to feel on edge 15 minutes before he’s supposed to leave, and he’ll leave on time. Not earlier or later, exactly at that time. And if he’s a minute or, god forbid, someone else is causing him to be late?
He’s immediately being the biggest shithead ever. He’s snapping and scowling, wringing his hands and unintentionally shouting. He’s somehow sweaty all over, his breathing becoming more strained and you can practically see the panicked energy thrumming beneath his skin. He’s biting the skin off his lips, palms having multiple crescent shaped indents from how hard he’s clenching his fist. Soap absolutely HATES being late.
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sttoru · 5 months
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thinking of dating older bf!satoru. . .and i’m talking like you’re in your early 20’s and he’s in his early 30’s.
the way he texts at the start of your blooming relationship is super attractive somehow. like the most simplest of texts would get you weak in the knees. texts like ‘good morning, sweetheart.’ // ‘how’s my pretty girl doing?’ // ‘there’s my gorgeous girl.’ // ‘rise ‘n shine, sleepyhead.’ // ‘it’s okay, baby. i understand.’ // ‘you never fail to amaze me, huh.’
or when you’re being very risky via your messenger app, older bf!satoru is definitely the type to say ‘careful.’ // ‘you’re gonna get me in trouble.’ // ‘you’re being quite brave today, doll. // ‘aww, how adorable of you.’ // ‘mhm? that so?’
also . . . gives you money out of the blue. randomly. doesn’t question it at all. or sends expensive gifts your way too without you asking. older bf!satoru would text you stuff like; ‘here’s some money, gorgeous. want you to spoil yourself for me today, okay?’ // ‘just a little gift.’ // ‘you deserve a break, baby. here you go.’ // ‘got you something small.’
and then you check your bank account and it’s an easy $200 / $500 / $800 ++ added by him. or when he’s sending gifts to your apartment, it’s gonna be one of them reaaaaal expensive ones. probably ones you eyed before or had mention you liked very briefly, but didn’t get it because of the price.
definitely also the type to try and accommodate or match his texting style to yours as the months go by. kinda to match your energy. perhaps fails horribly at it, but it’s cute to see him try.
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akanemnon · 2 months
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Sorry, Noelle... They're a little slow on the uptake.
FIRST - PREVIOUS - NEXT
MASTERPOST (for the full series / FAQ / reference sheets)
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achieve-the-sun · 4 months
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Morning Octotrio
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spiderziege · 6 months
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third life au where everything is exactly the same except everyone gets a horse
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kheimerios · 15 days
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kimtaegis · 2 months
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nose scrunches & bunny teeth >ᴗ< for @jkvjimin ♡
cr. namuspromised, qdeoks
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the weather here has been incredibly icky so I watched The Guy Who Didn't like Musicals for the first time and Joey Richter always makes the best expressions
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say0ranarts · 9 months
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ann❤️
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kamaluhkhan · 4 months
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anti-curse
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pairing: percy jackson x daughter of apollo!reader
summary: whether he knew it or not, percy jackson made the world a better, brighter place — and you intend to protect him, no matter what path the fates leads you down. fuck prophetic dreams. the future wasn't written in stone.
warnings/disclaimers: mentions of typical demigod things (battles, weapons, etc.); this is set during the heroes of olympus series so roughly follows that plot + features the seven demigods; mainly inspired by book!percy (dark hair, sea green eyes) bc that's the one i fell in love w growing up; characters are aged up from the book (reader + percy are meant to be 21-22 y/o) bc i imagine there was more time between prophecies/series....anyways, please enjoy <3
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when you first met percy jackson, he almost shot you through the chest with an arrow.
given that apollo is your godly parent, you often found yourself at the archery field, which happened to be one of the first stops on percy’s tour of camp half-blood. after that first mishap, your other half-siblings were, understandably, too scared to let percy try again — frankly chiron seemed a bit hesitant as well — and you could sense that percy felt disheartened. so, you flashed the boy a reassuring smile before giving him a few pointers and a second chance. when he smiled back at you, you felt a fluttering in your stomach that told you percy jackson would be more than a little important in your life.
archery still wasn't percy's strong suit, but your gut feeling turned out to be true. you and percy had dealt with a lot since then — a handful of quests, several prophecies, more than a few near-death experiences, a titan war, and, maybe worst of all, high school. you couldn't imagine getting through any of it without him by your side, and you knew the feeling was mutual.
so, you were entirely anticipating that percy would be hurt by your announcement during dinner. 
“no way that’s happening.” percy laughs, as if he can’t believe you’d suggest something as ridiculous as not having him accompany you on your quest. he remains unfazed, takes a sip of his electric blue coke before gesturing to the empty seat next to him. “come on, sunshine. have something to eat.”
the nickname sends your heart into a frenzy as you sit next to him. you and percy had never been anything other than friends, but sometimes....sometimes you look at his dangerous ocean eyes and wind-swept dark hair and it makes you blush. sometimes you consider the way his laughter fills you with warmth and his smile holds a thousand memories, the way he teases and winks at you and you decide that he makes your world so much brighter. sometimes you remember how sarcastic and thoughtful and loyal and reckless he is, his heart of gold and unpredictability of the sea. and you start to think that maybe possibly you'd fallen in love with your best friend.
that was not the issue at hand, though. you summon your favourite food and drink, but don't particularly feel like having either. percy returns to his conversation with hazel about how the two of you would drive up to montauk after you finally got your license, any time either of you needed to escape your reality, even just for a night. you'd sit on the beach, stargazing and roasting stale marshmallows and wishing to stay there forever. hazel seems to think that sounds like a nice escape, and percy promises that once the eight of you fulfill this prophecy, you'll all go to the beach house together, which makes hazel break out into a grin.
you can't help but smile at percy who loves his friends, who has loved you for so long. that feeling is quickly replaced by a pang in your chest that reminds you what's at stake. from the corner of your eye, you notice annabeth across from you, who looks at you like you’re a puzzle she can’t quite solve. you're trying to hide it, but if anyone can read you better than percy, it's annabeth. she knows something is weighing on your mind. you briefly lock eyes with jason, who you had gone to earlier for help, from the other side of the room, where he sits between piper and frank. 
if you weren’t so distracted, you would have been able to enjoy dinner. the eight of you — all demigods of the current great prophecy — hadn’t been all together in a while, and it was nice to share a meal aboard the argo ii despite the reality of why you’d all been traveling together. leo had equipped the ship with magic plates and cups, and with the lively jokes and stories filling the air, you could almost imagine it was an ordinary summer evening at camp. you could almost forget that tomorrow, you had to go on a quest to rescue apollo and artemis from python, a monster so powerful your father barely defeated him thousands of years ago. you could almost ignore the impending war with gaea and the giants, and the doomed fate of the world if you were to fail. the one thing you could no longer ignore, however, is the gut feeling you have about the fate of the boy sitting next to you if your quest is to unfold the way you had first planned it. 
you clear your throat, an attempt to interrupt the group's conversations. 
“i was serious earlier,” you declare. “you’re not coming with me, percy. jason is.”
the smile percy had on his face fades. his eyes are filled with concern and disbelief, as he glances at you. “i – i don’t understand.”
"percy,” jason jumps in carefully, aware that he’s treading through dangerous waters like you had warned him. “y/n and i were strategizing earlier and it seems to make the most sense, given our powers combined." 
percy shakes his head. “but — but you can’t just make last minute changes. we’ve already got everything set. right, valdez?”
leo shrugs, swallowing a mouthful of chicken before responding. “i don’t know, man. i’m no expert in quests, but it seems like i’m not the one who should be deciding this.” leo looks at you, and you nod gratefully.
you've been on edge since last night, and to calm your nerves you fiddle with the gold chain around your neck. it was a gift from your father: a necklace with a music note charm that can transform into an electric guitar or a bow and quiver. thankfully, you hadn't had to need both at the same time.
“it's up to me. and i want leo and jason to come with me.”
“then i’ll come too,” percy's voice remains calm, but insistant.
“isn’t there that thing about quests usually being done in threes?”
“that is true, piper,” percy agrees. he tilts his head towards you, like he's calling on you to remember. "exceptions have been made, though. like that one time with zoe." that had been years ago, when demigods from camp half-blood and hunters of artemis joined forces. five had been sent out on a quest, but only three came back. you shiver at the thought.
"or my quest through the labyrinth," annabeth recalls.
"but won't that also change our other plans, though?" hazel asks.
"not necessarily," you pipe in, your voice more assertive. "if jason and percy just switch. no harm done."
"we're not interchangeable," percy grumbles.
"hera sure seemed to think so!" leo searches the room for positive responses to his joke, but the most he gets is a half-hearted laugh from frank. "too soon?"
you take a deep breath. "it's not a big deal, really."
"it kind of is," percy counters. "you've never gone on a quest without me."
"you've gone on quests without me," you point out.
"that's...that's different."
"why? because i'm so weak that i need the son of the sea god to protect me at all times?"
you're giving percy the coldest stare you ever have. he hesitates to hold your gaze.
"you know that's not what i meant," he sighs.
"then what did you mean?"
percy looks at you, his eyes and tone softer. “look, sunshine, let's just stick with the plan, alright? we can just —”
“gods, you never listen, do you?" you finally snap. "you're not coming! i don’t want you there, percy!”
percy stares at you, stunned. you look around the table, and everyone looks back at you, wide-eyed. they weren’t used to this side of you, your sudden outburst not fitting in with your usually sunny disposition. 
“well, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed,” leo jokes in an attempt to lighten the mood, with less than ideal results.
“you saw something in your dreams, didn’t you?” annabeth realizes. 
her conclusion makes you freeze.
demigod dreams are always significant, carrying vivid images of monsters, messages from friends or enemies. some children of apollo like you had visions of the future — pseudo prophecies that are supposedly set to unfold given the path you’re on. technically, you weren’t supposed to share your visions, something about messing with fate or destiny, but that didn’t mean you had to accept the way things were. 
what you saw in your dreams last night, what might happen to percy, made your blood run cold.
you would defy all the laws of the universe and divine rules if it meant you could protect him. so fuck the path the fates are attempting to lead you down, and fuck prophetic dreams. you refuse to let percy die. no matter how frustrated you’re acting towards him in this moment, you know he would still do the same for you.
you figure that the future isn't written in stone, right?
either way, you're willing to challenge destiny for percy jackson.
without answering annabeth, you get up from the table and take a deep breath, carefully avoiding percy’s gaze. 
“i go with leo and jason, or i go alone.” your voice is steady, fighting the heavy beating of your heart and tears caught in your throat. “either way, i leave in the morning.” you exit the mess hall before anyone — before percy — can protest.
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