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#so here you go ig
sharkdays · 5 days
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Paperwork.
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William Afton x GN!Reader
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CW: NSFW, smut, sexual teasing, cockwarming, dirty talk
Description: During a pleasant moment of intimacy, William unintentionally escalates the situation.
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The two of you sit comfortably, you on his lap in his office chair. He has his arms extended past you so he can hold the papers on his desk, his head leaning onto your shoulder. You enjoy the moment, comforted by the feeling of William fully inside you. William leans into your back, scanning through the legal documents and signing the papers he needs to. You two stay very still, just enjoying each other’s presence while he continue his work.
After getting through a stack of paperwork, though, William reaches to the side to grab a manilla folder. He shifts ever so slightly; it makes you whimper in surprise as his hips move into you slightly. He looks up from the work, and looks at you with an eyebrow raised.
“Is something wrong, love?”
You shake your head with embarrassment, but you clench down on his member slightly. William’s eyes light up in recognition, a mischievous smirk gracing his handsome face. He looks back at his paperwork, and shifts his position in the chair innocently. The movement makes you gasp for air, as if the sensation knocked all the wind out of you. You bite your lip to try and quiet yourself, but William chuckles lowly, his once half-hard cock now fully hard.
He’s doing this on purpose.
Unpredictably and irregularly bucking in towards you, Will continues to half-ass his paperwork, more focused on your desperate reactions than the work in his hands. You continue to whimper and moan, trying so hard to keep your volume down as William teases and fucks you. Eventually, he sets drops the documents and starts to actually thrust into you, setting a tantalizing pace.
“William, hngh, you should be, hn, working!” You try and reason between groans of pleasure.
“Oh, love, this is much more productive~”
As he picks up his pace, you cry out in desperation. He responds to this by pressing his lips to your neck, kissing you slowly and sensually. And with the way you’re whining, you’re practically begging for him to be more rough with you. So, being the ‘selfless’ man he is, William happily obliges, pressing you forward onto his desk as he stands up and rails you hard. His pace is delightfully harsh, his throbbing dick making an intensity build in your core. You try your best to reach up and hold William for support, but the pleasure is so mind-numbing that you can’t even move your arms fully.
“Mmmh, love, you— fuck— take me so well” William praises in that husky low growl of his, and you can feel yourself getting dangerously close.
“Will~ I’m—“
“Hush, love, let me take care of you. Let me fuck you like the rabbit you are, my sexy little bunny~”
After that, you couldn’t hold it much longer. Your orgasm crashed into you, making you moan William’s name loudly as your pleasure unraveled. William smirked at this, soon cumming himself after another minute of sloppier thrusts.
You stay awhile in this position; you pressed back onto his paper-littered desk, Will leaning over you slightly while still inside, both of you sweating and panting like dogs.
Once you come down from your delight, you turn your head slightly, noting how crumpled and scattered the papers on William’s desk have become. It seems like you even knocked over some office supplies on the desk while you two were in the moment. You laugh in embarrassment.
“Sorry, Will, I didn’t mean to ruin your desk,”
William simply chuckles, brushing some of his now-messy hair out of his eyes.
“Doesn’t matter. I’d rather do you than do paperwork any day.”
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brokendoor16 · 1 day
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You know what's so fucking insane to me? That nothing is ever beyond repair if we care about it enough. I mean, we sew patches over holes in our favourite jeans. We sew buttons over the eyes of old teddy bears. We lovingly, painstakingly stitch ripped-out pages back into books. We pour gold into the cracks of shattered pottery, and we know that it is art.
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does she ever feel like me?
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doodlerh · 3 months
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eichi is like. his sugar roommate
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intotheelliwoods · 8 months
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them. Take them. The sillies
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bazkrekkers · 7 months
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and the rust on your door
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nomiyakazehaya · 2 months
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a tired and disappointed mom i've been wanting to draw that one tfp concept art for a while, and since my internet decided to implode on itself, i decided to do exactly that to cope 🥲
some silly alternatives under the cut bc i thought they were funny 😂
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skrunksthatwunk · 3 months
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the debate continues (pt 1) but kurama gets called in
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bonus under the cut (ft hiei):
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gay people
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#can you tell i'm much more used to drawing hiei and kurama? lol. i just love their hair sm like.. mwah#anyway idek if this is funny but here's more of it ig#also i just typed 90s yaoi cover into google so i know nothing about that image or its source material so like. open to fun facts ig#yyh#yu yu hakusho#kuwameshi#kazuma kuwabara#kurama#shuichi minamino#hiei#anyway kuwameshi bi4bi moment and i think about the discovery of that a lot. also yusuke's nb to me so im picturing another side of this#where yusuke's like oh man... maybe i AM the girl??? but for gender reasons and not like. relationship dynamic or uke/seme reasons or whatv#also poor kuwabara. that's not going to help you very much i think. he's gonna believe in the yaoi hole :(#skrunkart#thinking about how kurama uses telepathy when he's first introduced and kind of never again after that?? anyway that's what going on in tha#hiei extra fyi#kuwabara kazuma#minamino shuichi#idkkkkk#hoorayy anyway so like. yusuke and kuwabara here like each other so much but don't know what that makes them (bi in this case) bc of the#past interest in girls. like they both have been into girls but they feel so strongly about each other they can't just ignore it. so they'r#like shit i guess we're gay now. and that doesnt fit right but what else could it be? and also they have like zero accurate knowledge of#queer people and queerness. very 'completely trusts an am i gay quiz' moment to me#they don't know where to look besides yaoi and that's Not For Them so that doesn't work. confusing times for kuwameshi i spose#plus kuwabara spirit sensitivity = gaydar in this case#a little tiny tiny kurahi in there. to me :)
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braisedhoney · 9 months
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Draw your favorite ghost! Mine's Ember.
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“That would be me. Surprise.”
(ayyy flaming hair favs club :D)
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avuck · 1 month
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DAY THREE: Dream/Escape
@celestialalpacaron's Overlord Husk AU for day three of Huskerdust Week! Even though I'm 5 days late posting it.
Bonus view of Angel's dresser because I put too much effort into details that would be covered up:
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mishapen-dear · 5 months
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rough art tips to learn and then break at your leisure.
the distance between your eyes is roughly one eye. the corners of your mouth dont extend past the middle of each eye. ears are roughly in the middle of the tip of the nose and the eyebrow. the eyes are in the very centre of the head. the neck is just a Little slimmer than the width of the head (varies with fat distribution, but fat tends to build up under the chin). hair is easier to draw when you plot out the hairline and then where it parts. leaving appropriate distance on the side of the face (cheekbone area and back to ear) contributes to making characters look more realistic/hot as hell. i dont know specific tips for that so use reference. an amazing reference/study site is lineofaction.com . if you think of the face in planes it makes it easier to construct (look up tutorials). if you draw a spiral like a tornado it can help you figure out awkward perspective for extended limbs (look up foreshortening coil technique). tangent lines are when two lines intersect and cause visual confusion (when it looks like a line that defines an arm is part of the line that defines a building, for example) and avoiding them makes your art way easier to comprehend. quick trick to good composition: choose a focal point (where you want your viewer to focus), detail that area the most, and make sure various elements of the piece are pointing to that focal point. you can use colours to contrast hue, saturation, and brightness and make certain elements of your drawing stand out. drawing in greyscale can help you figure out values. using black in a piece isn't illegal but you should know what you're doing when you do use it- it desaturates a piece and if used as a shading colour can desaturate and dull whatever youre shading too. if you use almost-black lineart and then add black to darken the very darkest areas it will do a lot to add some nice depth. the tip of your thumb ends just above the start of your index finger- your thumb also has two knuckles and all your other fingers have three. if you see an artist doing something you like (the way they draw noses or eyes or hair or anything else) you can try to copy that and see if you want to incorporate it in your style <- this is ENCOURAGED and how a lot of us learned and developed our styles. there are ways to add wrinkles to faces and bodies without making the character look a million years old, you just have to keep experimenting with it. The smile wrinkles around your muzzle dont connect to your mouth or to your nose; there should be a small space in between smile or nose and the wrinkle line. eyes when viewed in profile are like < aka a little triangle shape. think of the pupil like a disk and apply foreshortening to it (it looks like a line when seen from the side instead of a full round dot). subtle gradients can add a LOT to a piece. texture can also add a LOT. look up Tommy Arnold's work (his murderbot pieces are some of my FAVOURITE) and zoom in. find those random little circles he added and try to figure out why he added them there. light bounces. there's lots of way light bounces. sometimes it even spreads through the skin. i do not know these light tricks yet but i want you to know that they exist. draw a circle to indicate hand placement, draw a straight line between that circle and the shoulder, and then (normally at a right angle) draw a straight line on top of that line to find the placement of the elbow. elbows are normally placed Just above the hip when standing and your arm is at rest. there are no bad colour combos if you're brave enough about it, just fuck with the saturation and brightness until it works. keep playing. try new things. add your own tips to this post if you want or even expand on some ive mentioned here. good luck go ham etc
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arsgoeteia · 9 months
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yeah.
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bird-likes-to-fandom · 5 months
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npmd hc/theory(?)
Grace has the "Dirty Girl" fantasy and knows how to hide a body because of her time at Camp Idontwannabang.
HEAR ME OUT.
I can't remember if this is something from abstinence camp or just a headcanon I have, but I feel like Grace has been to abstinence camp for more years than one, or that it's some sort of summer camp you can be a regular at.
Therefore, in the NPMD timeline, Grace knows how to bury a body because she walked in on Girl Jeri, Boy Jerry, and a corpse or two just like in Abstinence Camp, and they had her help them get rid of said corpse(s). And, maybe when she walked in, Jeri and Jerry were having one of their weird-repressed-sexual-tension moments, involving Jerry calling Jeri "dirty girl" like he did in Abstinence Camp. And Grace, knowing nothing about sex or what's sexy, absorbs that like a sponge and resurfaces it later in NPMD when she feels the same tension Jeri and Jerry had.
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kindahoping4forever · 6 months
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📸: Ryan Fleming
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radiance1 · 9 months
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Hey ya'll back on my bullshit again!
So this time if this idea doesn't get outta control it'll mostly be focusing on Danny and Bruce!!!
Danny is gonna be younger here by the by, maybe like 10.
So after being accidently hit by on of his parents inventions, big ol' Danny-o sometimes gets these dreams about some random ass old man. He doesn't know who he is, nor why this is happening, but he mostly just goes along with it.
Most of the time they just spend the time there in silence, not really doing anything and just existing around each other until one day Danny let slip that he fights people on the regular.
Most of them being other people in a dream, who he assumes are ghosts. He manages to hold his own decently well, even without powers of his own.
Plus, he can even take his parents stuff into the dreams!
Sure he sometimes loses, but that's really not the point here.
but the man does not like it.
Danny doesn't get it, considering he can kick ass, take names, and it is just a dream after all.
So imagine his surprise when that old man, who he's known for a while and dare he say can perhaps even be called a friend, takes a fighting stance and tells him to come at him.
He asked if the guy was sure, the guy nodded, he told him not to regret anything when he gets his ass handed to him, the guy said nothing and motioned for him to attack and Danny went for it.
Not even a few moments later and he's insanely embarrassed he got his ass handed to him. Like, it was over before he even began and Danny didn't even know what happened.
So of course, being who he is and knowing this guy for a while. He very obviously asks the guy to teach him his ways and he must be insanely charming because the guy didn't even hesitate to say yes!
It was like, a few more dreams in that he finally asked for the guy's name. He said his name was Bruce, and that he was traveling the world and learning every martial art currently still existing.
Danny instantly grew to like him more after that. Sure, his mom's a blackbelt, and sure she taught him to kick major ass before she got dragged into her inventions, and sure she doesn't train with him or spend time with him anymore because of that-
Wait he's rambling.
Anyways.
So the guy asked him if he was taught martial arts, since he does have a pretty solid foundation. Danny said yes and then talked about his mom, because anytime to gush about how much of a badass she is, is one he's gonna take.
Somewhere along that rant it turned into a rant about his parents, and then their inventions, and then it turned into his sister and then it turned towards the ghosts he fights and how he beats them up really well and how his parents inventions really helps and then it turned towards that one time he got hit by one of his parents inventions which is why all these people appear in these dreams-
Bruce motions for him to stop, and then asks what Danny means by being hit by one of his parents inventions.
Danny stops, then gets real sheepish about it. Because really, it was kinda technically his fault that he got hit since he did sneak into his parents lab while they were out and accidently messed with something unfinished.
Bruce asked how Danny got into their lab. To which Danny said pretty easily since he already cracked the passcode for their 'secret' lab, and yea sure they didn't know that and sure he shouldn't really be in there in the first place without them knowing, but it's not like they know where he is most of the time.
Then Danny gets frustrated and say that they changed the passcode, so now he has to crack it again and he can't ask Jazz for help since she's too busy with school, but it's not like he really needs her help because he's plenty smart on his own but it would be nice-
Bruce doesn't say anything while Danny takes the conversation to an entirely different place than it started. His face only growing dark, as he quietly listened to Danny now going on about how to not fight a living jelly because they are vicious.
Which is another cause for concern, frankly.
Bruce has noticed that Danny has a tendency to just. Ramble about random things for hours if he isn't stopped, and is extremely surprised when Bruce actually listened whenever he stopped to take a breath.
He does wonder who exactly this boy's parents are however.
So then this keeps going on for a while, with Danny and Bruce either training martial arts or just talking (more so Danny rambling on about his day or anything really and Bruce just listening and commenting here or there.) and existing.
Then when Danny turned 11 he tells Bruce about how his parents got this huuuuuge mysterious donation that let them buy parts to make this super-mega-awesome invention of theirs that's supposed to be some kind of portal or something.
Which Danny is a bit jealous over because his parents are spending less and less time out of their lab, but that's besides the point.
Sometimes he also shows Bruce blueprints on things his parents worked on and then left unfinished because they lost interest in it or just don't see how they can work it out.
And Bruce, being the super-mega-awesome-nice friend he is, looked them over and then tweaked them a bit here and there and then they just worked!
(Also yes, he did indeed crack his parents code again and stole some of their parts to make said inventions but hey what they don't know won't hurt them and plus he can take it into his dreams.)
Some very, very rare times, Danny showed Bruce some of his own blueprints that he tried to make. Because if he showed an interest in inventions then maybe, just, maybe he'll be able to spend more time with his parents.
But anyways.
He showed them to Bruce, and they kinda just sat there figuring out how to make Danny's dreams become a reality. Then over time Danny just, sorta stopped showing his parents blueprints and more of his own.
They still trained of course, but it was really cool to just, tell someone his ideas and for them to actually listen.
And sure, he could tell his mom and dad but they have the attention span of a goldfish when it isn't anything ghost related (no hate indented but it's just facts.) and Jazz is really busy with her own life too and also a bit... smothery.
And he didn't really have any other friends since no one really wants to take to the child of the resident ghost hunters. There is those two friends he knows online, but he doesn't wanna ruin anything by just showing blueprints.
So telling Bruce was something he took readily too after he reacted well the first time he showed him his first blueprint. Hell, it didn't even need to be a blueprint for a weapon, it could be anything and Bruce would still find a way to help him.
Eventually it shifted from Blueprints of weapons and household items, to ones of spaceships and stuff meant to mimic the stars. Then conversation shifted from everyday stuff to space and it's many wonders and how cool it is.
Danny talked, and Bruce listened.
Bruce trained him, and so Danny fought.
Danny trusted an adult for once in his life, and Bruce gave him every reason to trust him.
Bruce helped Danny with his ideas, and in turn Danny gave him a distraction from most of the pain and worry of what's happening in Gotham until he can go back and help.
Danny found a place he can just let go in, and Bruce allowed him that space.
Which made it oh so terrible whenever he lost everything.
Well, not everything. But it sure felt that way to Danny.
It was when he turned 12, telling his friends online about how his parents completed this craaaaazy new invention that apparently should open a portal to, somewhere he isn't sure.
One of his friends told him he should totally go check it out and tell them if it works or not. It didn't really take much convincing since he also wanted to check it out too.
The pain was overwhelming.
Feeling his body be defiled by electricity and then slowly disintegrate while he could still feel everything and then not feeling anything from his limbs after and yet still being alive and then suddenly feeling again after he couldn't was so overwhelming and the pain was still there and-
Nobody was in the house at the time, his parents out for the day and Jazz hanging out with her friends. So no one could hear him scream.
Then there he was, in the air trying to remember how to breathe only to realize he wasn't breathing-
Then he dropped to the ground and found he could breathe as air forced itself into his lungs until he started feeling light headed and passed out.
Later when woke up he told his friends that it never worked, and stayed away from it for awhile.
Later when he was asleep he didn't see Bruce anywhere, nor any of those ghosts he fights at all.
He didn't think much of it, maybe Bruce just wasn't sleeping.
He thought the same when a few days past by and still no signs of Bruce.
He distracted himself with fighting the ghosts from his dreams that came from his parents portal that he forces back to the zone.
A single day multiplied as it turned to a week, and then that week turned into weeks and then a month and then that month turned into months-
-And he hasn't seen Bruce in so long that he just doesn't get why he couldn't find him. He searched his dreams, not seeing hide nor hair of Bruce and spent his days awake fighting ghosts since his parents homeschool him even though they spend most of their time in their lab and it's him who homeschools himself and sometimes he has to run from his parents because they also attack and hunt him-
But it doesn't matter.
He kept searching for Bruce until he couldn't. He kept searching past when he couldn't.
Sometimes he couldn't help those few thoughts that creep into his brain whenever he stares up at the ceiling and can't sleep.
That maybe Bruce finally got tired of him and that he doesn't care about him anymore and stopped wishing to meet him and abandoned him for another child who isn't like him and can actually be normal and isn't a freak who can't do anything right.
Sometimes Danny lets himself stew in those thoughts.
Danny doesn't like thinking about them that much.
Bruce will be back. He just has to wait. Friends wait for their friends and besides he already has two other friends and yea he can't meet up with them in person but still.
It was when he encountered this one ghost while going past the boundaries of his own dream in search of his Friend that he was told that Bruce wasn't ever going to come to his dream, that he can't come back to his dream anymore.
Now, Danny is smart. Maybe not as smart as his parents or Jazz, but he has something in his brain and he knows that what this ghost is saying is probably true and that he should just accept but-
He just can't.
He doesn't want to.
Bruce couldn't have abandoned him. He's probably still looking for him right now in his own dream and Danny would be such a bad friend if he didn't continue looking.
But then he was told that Bruce wasn't looking for him, because this Bruce person never existed in the first place.
Danny didn't want to believe it. He couldn't.
Bruce wasn't a figment of his imagination.
He just couldn't be.
Bruce was his friend. He's his friend and he was real.
So obviously this ghost is lying.
Until he found out that he wasn't because this ghost knows the dreams of every person on the planet and the Bruce that he knows was never one of them and Danny.
Danny couldn't take that.
This ghost was lying. he just had to be. Bruce is his friend and he's real and he's been with him for so long and he couldn't help him if he wasn't real and everything they've done together was real.
Bruce was real.
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He woke up.
He didn't move. Didn't do anything. He just stared up at the ceiling of his room while light shined from beyond his curtains and he should be getting up but he just can't and then it got dark and little stars and planets and blackholes and supernova's played across his ceiling and it was the first thing he and Bruce made together and-
He started crying. He couldn't even sob. He just laid there, watching his pride and joy dance across the ceiling of his room for minutes and then hours.
When the first ray of sunrise tried to peek throw his window was when he finally managed to drag himself out of bed. He took the invention and one of his parent's bat, went to the back of the house and hit it again and again until he felt better.
He didn't feel better.
He did the same to everything else he and Bruce made.
Nothing ever made him feel better.
So instead, he threw himself into fighting all the ghosts that came through the portal. Every fight marked victory, and victory meant injuries because that's just how things worked.
Victories used to give him joy. Because he could go back to Bruce and tell him everything about it and get praised for it.
Now he can't.
He can't tell his parents. He can't tell his sister. He can't tell anyone.
Nobody cares about him anymore, and that's just sometime he has to accept now.
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