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HERES THE ANGST YALL ASKED FOR
I also posted it on my tiktok: @inkyarcturus :P
#harry potter#hp fandom#severitus#fanart#art#pro snape#severussnape#angst#no comfort#YOU ASKED FOR THIS#I SIMPLY DELIVERED#animation
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pick me up?
with…LUKE CASTELLAN!
contains…frat boy!luke, fwb!luke, boxer!luke, 18+ CONTENT, oral (f receiving), mildly public sex, dry humping
The rarity of receiving a text from Luke before midnight was not lost on you.
And yet, when your phone vibrated on your desk at eight-thirty, you picked it up and swiped carefully into the chat like it was the norm. You only recognised the oddity of the situation when Luke’s text didn’t read anything along the lines of u up? or come over?
can u come pick me up?
trav drove me here but left like an hour ago and i have no ride
He dropped his location the moment your read receipt appeared on his screen, and you recognised the boxing gym a few blocks south of your apartment shining at you from under that damn red pin. You asked him why, but continued to slide your uggs on nonetheless, ignoring your roommate’s questioning gaze with a wave of your hand and a, “Be back later.”
You only began to question your actions when you reached the first red light. In the weeks you had known each-other, you and Luke communicated solely after the witching hour – when the only light came from his car and the only sound came from deep in the back of your throat. There was the occasional drunken makeout at any of his frat parties, but never had he asked you for a ride.
Although, you would give it to him; his car wasn’t in the lot when you pulled up. You barely made out his silhouette when your headlights flooded the front window, and he was gone when you turned your car off. You weren’t expecting him to respond to your i’m outside – you never responded to his. But after five minutes of waiting, you huffed a sigh and relented to his clear intentions.
The inside of the gym was as expected – cold from the AC, but warm from the residual body warmth. A ring in the middle of the space, several punching bags and other equipment you couldn’t name. Footfalls pulled you from your stupor, and your eyes drifted to where Luke’s familiar figure was exiting the locker room a few feet to your left.
His compression shirt hugged him in all the right places – the bulging of his biceps and outline of his abs a refreshing change from the loose hoodies and baggy team jerseys he usually wore whenever you met, leaving everything to your imagination. He was in his usual grey sweats, and you applauded the consistency, always down to admire the way they hung low on his hips – the urge to tuck your fingers under the band was prominent, but you held back in favour of watching him pull off his gloves and flex his fingers in such a way that must’ve been on purpose.
“You needed a ride?” While the circumstances of your meetup were out of the ordinary, you kept to the usual sarcastic comment. More often than not did you mutter uber for one? whenever you climbed into his car – and just like clockwork, Luke rolled his eyes and smirked at you through his bottom lashes. You weren’t stupid, and he was well aware.
“Totally.” Was his muttered response.
“None of the other fifty guys you live with were available?”
His hands wrapped comfortably around your hips, pulling you ever-so closer, “None of the guys I live with have lips like yours.”
“They don’t?” You pouted, hands wrapping around his shoulders and sliding up his neck, “But I swear me and Connor use the same lipgloss.”
He chuckled lowly, arms tightening around you until he could lift you up and spin you around, sitting you down on an empty table you assumed was for gloves and tape. A gasp ripped through you at the sudden movement, fingers tightening around him for balance – Luke simply sidled between your thighs and rested his hands gently on top of them.
He kissed you, deep and slow, and you allowed yourself to get lost in it – so lost that you barely registered it when he went for the waistband of your shorts. You just used his shoulders as leverage, mouth still on his, and let him slide them under you and discard them on the ground.
He pulled away from you, knees already buckling and mouth latching on to your shirt as he went further down, “Not those ones.”
Your fingers tangled perfectly in his curls, coiling through their humid wisps and tightening when he pushed your underwear aside and licked a stripe from deep below your vulva all the way up to your clit, latching around it and doing that thing he always said he’d do if you were good enough. Your mewl was amplified by the echo of the empty space, and the table rocked only briefly before Luke’s hand was on your stomach and pushing you to a laid back position.
The way he suckled at you, dipping his tongue into you for a brief moment only to come back out and swallow around you. Your legs found their way around his head and he groaned deep into your cunt, dropping fully onto his knees and yanking you slightly with him. You gripped the edge of the table out of instinct, but your fingers found their way back to his hair in no time, the peak of your orgasm creeping up on you slowly.
You barely murmured a, “Oh – Luke, I’m gonna…” Before your ankles locked around him and you were shoving him hard into you. He took it like a champ, letting you ride it out and slide yourself across his face and nose until you couldn’t anymore, hips stuttering and dropping back onto the table.
You caught your breath, and he stood. Luke always did this; watched you. You felt weird about it at first, but soon enough got used to his gaze keeping you warm while the heat between your legs settled and the huffs of air escaped your parted lips. You met his eyes and held out your hands, allowing him to pull you up into a seated position.
“Been thinking about you all day, didn’t have time to go home and shower.” He pushed your hair away from your face, unsticking it from your forehead, “Plus I really did need a ride.”
It felt intimate – too intimate for a guy who’s text chain in your phone was the same two word question and one word response on repeat every couple of nights. So you avoided his gaze, suddenly heavy, and pulled him even closer, grinding your wet crotch against the tent in his pants and making it impossible for him to not take you right then and there.
"God -- damn." He grunted into your neck, face dropping. His hands settled around your back, venturing up your shirt and smoothing the planes of your spine. He brought them around to grope your tits, and you hummed in satisfaction at the feeling.
Your hips started to grind, and your own hands flattened on his ass so you could push him into you at a languid pace. Your wet rubbed all over him, staining the grey of his sweats dark, but he didn't seem to mind and took over his own movements.
The feeling was euphoric, and the overstimulation had you biting down on his shoulder, but Luke was moving fast t and uncoordinated, chasing his own high with a series of moans into your mouth once he found his way back to it. His hands stayed on your breasts, squeezing hard and rolling your nipples between his fingers -- you were on the cusp of your second orgasm when you felt the warmth of his cum spread through his pants. A few stuttered thrusts and he was a panting dog in your shoulder, hands dropping to the table beneath you.
"Your place or mine?"
divider by @cafekitsune :)
#you asked for this#you're welcome#ya nasties#(its me im the nasty)#@lia’s works#luke castellan x you#luke castellan x reader#luke castellan#luke castellan smut#luke castellan imagine
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https://eldritch-spouse.tumblr.com/post/738900358376701952/did-ceros-parents-dropped-him-on-jaw-or-smt-why
Let's punch him in the face until his face gets fixed, something like what happened with Squidward :D
Damn anon, you fucked him up so hard he actually grew a nose.
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Levitates in with more angsty ideas "Hey, y'know how the rot was initially meant to modify pebbles, what if the crwatures that get killed by it experience random mutations, and by the time the rot is done eating him over and over, pebbles is unrecognizable, his own sister initially unable to recognize the beast he has become?
You know what?
Yeah. Okay. I'm opening krita for this.
#my art#rain world#gijinka#looks to the moon#five pebbles#rw artificer#the rot#body horror#???????#me when a fictional character is a black blob#krita#krita propaganda#you asked for this#lyss art
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dan and phil react to pinofs 1-3 no context spoilers
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IICHLIWP- VI. YOU ASKED FOR THIS
Go on and be a big girl/ You asked for this now
(inspired by @haylewilliams)
#halsey#if i can't have love i want power#iichliwp#moodboard#you asked for this#my edit#my moodboards#halseyedit
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okay i'll bite who's edward little
I’m glad you asked! Ned is one of if not THE top Terror blorbo o’ mine, and one of many muttonchop lads. Commence gushing sequence.
Edward Little was first lieutenant on HMS Terror so he was a pretty bigly important guy, but we dont really know much about him. In this stupid baka show, he is beautiful (see figures 1-3 below).
He sort of just muddles through, trying his best at his job (mixed results), and looking downright miserable. And gorgeous!!
To be fair to the man, he does know his stuff and I think under normal not-dying-in-the-Arctic circumstances he’d be a reasonable, practical, level-headed leader. It’s just unfortunate that his demeanour is comparable to that of a piece of wet cardboard or an old sick horse. And nobody really respects his authority. And he totally crumbles under pressure :/
He routinely messes up in disastrous ways that would be funny if they weren’t so pathetic and sad. As a result of this he is constantly scolded by his alcoholic captain father/in-law mancrush, with whom he has a difficult relationship, further adding to the kicked dog vibe.
He’s trying so hard and he’s so very sorry. He just doesn’t want anybody to be mad at him. And he wants everything to be okay. Is that so much to ask? I’m going to cover him in milk. I’m going to bully him in the playground at lunch. I’m going to make him supper then tuck him into bed with a chamomile tea and a kiss on the forehead.
And he gets some sweet face piercings at the end possibly due to insanity but mostly because he’s just cool and chill like that tbh 🤷
#no spoilers for u#thank you for giving me an excuse to do whatever this is <3#you Asked for this#edward little
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mhmmgh......vannimarco in family guy style like that beautiful and haunting piece of art you did for me a while ago
no jokes. you get unironic vannimarco vaguely family guy art style.
#ill finish it later but i want a grilled cheese#vannimarco#mannimarco#vanus galerion#ask#YOU ASKED FOR THIS#FACE THE CONSEQUENCES OF YOUR ACTIONS
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Please word vomit to us about Ilztaufein's complicated relationship dynamics (if you want, no pressure) 💜
HAH! Oh, you've asked for it.
i'm not proof reading any of this stream of consciousness lets goooo
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Alright soo early in the game Izzy never had any sort of actual interest in the other party members at all, romantic or otherwise.
He's a pissy little prince of a man who likes things a certain way and isn't so far removed from his noble upbringing in the underdark that he's unlearned all his negative associations with other races (or even with drow themselves tbh. he'd say he's complicated but he's mostly just a bitch), but he's still a good guy in the most technical sense so he did start to get close to them in spite of himself.
He's also a man who's pretty used to just casually sleeping with other members of his teams whenever the desire arises. So when Astarion propositioned him like...QUITE early on he was like fuck it. Whatever. I could use an orgasm.
And Astarion was similar enough to him in personality (and to drow in appearance to be quite honest) that he didn't give it that much thought. Fun romp in the woods, whatever nbd.
Only that Astarion like...didn't seem to get the hint, or something. Because despite Ilztaufein being pretty clear that he was just having fun, Astarion started crossing some lines from one-night stand to fwb and then maybe a little more? Only Izzy still was never really feeling it. I mean, Astarion was fine. The sex was technically well executed and Astarion is handsome and fun so he had no regrets in that regard.
But see this sad little human was starting to worm his way into Izzy's mind. He kept showing pieces of himself that Ilztaufein didn't expect from someone like him. Hints and pieces of greater power, greater ambition. And Ilztaufein was intrigued.
Then Izzy learned about Gale's past with Mystra, about the truth of the orb and what he'd done and rather than being worried he was sorta. kinda.... well that was like really really hot??? I mean sure it was foolish and it backfired but the power it had to have taken in the first place to do what Gale did. To catch the eye of a goddess too. And the ambition to aim so damned high. That was the turning point. Gale was no longer just some wizard that claimed to be an archmage and wanted to learn to play sava. Gale WAS an archmage. A chosen. A powerful man with powerful means and powerful desires and Ilztaufein wanted, needed, to be part of that.
So he was still sleeping with Astarion on occasion, the vampire showering him this performative sort of affection that never really did anything for him but Izzy didn't care enough to stop because like. Whatever floats your boat, man. And flirting with Gale in the meantime, spending most nights discussing magical theory over a game of lanceboard or sava as they taught each other their chess game of choice. Falling hard for Gale, and not ever really trying to hide it. He'd never wanted someone like that before, but being such a little princess, he always got what he wanted.
The hiccup is where Astarion comes into this. Cause Astarion's little pet names and affection and all that definitely started as a performance but in spite of himself he'd actually started to fall for Ilztaufein. A sassy little minx who shared a lot of his interests (and mannerisms. and clothes), who even though he was a good person fundamentally, didn't really do anything for the sake of altruism. Who made him laugh, and didn't give a shit about his past, or what he'd done, but was immediately more than happy to help him with whatever - whether that be casting Hold Person on a bandit specifically so Astarion could drink from them without fuss, teaching him how to make drow poisons, or straight up plotting against Cazador.
So Astarion is maybe sorta starting to fall hard. But he's never been free before. He barely knows who he is. He doesn't know how to be alone but he also doesn't know how to be with someone...in the way he might want to be with Izzy. Maybe. If he lets himself think about it long enough. So he's weighing his options.
Talk to Izzy. Tell him how he feels. Tell him that maybe what he wants with him is more than sex (and, honestly, maybe not even sex at all). Maybe they get together, maybe he swipes the drow out from under Gale's nose and they live a long, long life together of hedonistic debauchery. After they kill Cazador together. Maybe Ilztaufein helps him find a cure. Maybe they spend the rest of their lives in the underdark. And Astarion never truly gets to be his own man, shackled forever to love.
Don't talk to Izzy. Keep up the seduction and squash his own growing feelings. Keep Gale's big soft eyes off of his paramour long enough to get the job done, kill Cazador, and be free. Then dump him, and go learn who the fuck he actually is. Take many lovers or none at all. Every choice made from that point on would be his own, at the cost of perhaps breaking his own heart.
Or, the option he's starting to realize might already have been made for him when he wasn't looking: Let whatever is happening between Gale and Ilztaufein happen. Just. Let him go. And hope that they'll still be willing to help him anyway out of..what? the kindness of their hearts?
Or maybe if the old tramp who came by the camp gets his way, Gale will blow himself up and leave Izzy in mourning and Astarion can be there to pick up the pieces and resume their little thing from wherever they left off. Have his cake and eat it too, at the cost of a perfectly good Gale, I suppose.
#YOU ASKED FOR THIS#I should probably have put a readmore or something but it's too late now dfjhsdfjsalskd;dff#my ocs#oc: ilztaufein#gale dekarios#astarion#bg3#baldur's gate 3#gale of waterdeep#tav x gale#drow tav#look if Gale and Izzy become gods they'll cure Astarion in my headcanons#if they don't he's still got two very powerful wizards on his side#he'll be fiiiiiiiiiine#but Astarion i'm sorry about giving you a bad time#you deserve better
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When are you going to post some strap pics??
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I don’t know anything about halo—tell me about your favorite parts?
Oh boy. Okay. I am FAR from an expert because Halo has turned into a wide, expansive universe. BUT.
Master Chief is definitely my favorite. Also a character I feel like a lot of people are sleeping on. I mean, seriously!
Wears a helmet 24/7? Check.
Tragic backstory? Big check.
Compassionate? Check.
Sense of humor? Check. Man is snarky.
Hyper-lethal and confident AF? BIIIIIG check.
ALSO. FUCKING HUGE. Dude is 6'10" without armor, 7'2" with armor.
I actually made a powerpoint of Reasons Why We Should Love Master Chief. I had too much fun.
But, beyond all of that. I think I enjoy Halo because it's a very human story. There's struggle and a lot of death and Chief is a badass, but there are also moments of hope and love and joy. Are there plotholes big enough to drive a tank through? Sure are. But that doesn't lessen my enjoyment of it... most of the time.
Granted, I have not played the games, I cheated and watched videos of other people playing the games. (I am, however, trying to play Infinite, which is the first Halo game I've touched in at least 15 years.)
It's just. It's a fun universe, there's a lot to explore, there are a lot of fun characters. Chief is dry and sassy. There are a lot of really cool alien designs. It's just a lot of fun.
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The Drakes: Reloaded | Next
All I know is, Darren better not blame the dog.
#ts4#indya#black simblr#see darren#you asked for this#lmfao#ts4 story#sims 4 story#emotional damage#ch19
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I don't even watch the show but I'm going to have an aneurysm over this take.
Where has this "book reader" been the past 30 goddamn years?
You know what? Fine, the next time someone asks me for a game reference I'm not going to go safe and try to tailor it to their general entertainment preferences, I'm just going to start firing off 25 years worth of Type Moon lore and if they stick around then we can move on from there.
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Well, good news! Since RGBV is intact and still a whole four pieces of Link, this is not nearly as tragic as it could have been!
But only by about... twelve percent.
In the absence of Speck's impeccable emotional intelligence, Red picks up the slack. He also successfully drags the other three down with him, so that's about a week or so of crying. The reason it's an entire week is because all the people who would usually be pushing for a Revenge Plan are... no longer available.
However, the reason that the crying doesn't last longer than a week is because around Day 5 or so, Blue starts getting angry. Admittedly it takes another two or three days for him to get the others properly motivated with him, but once he does? Oh boy.
Green and Vio, when not on the same mental wavelength, are decent planners on their own; Vio a bit more so than Green. But put together? And with this sort of cause to drive them? They're positively vicious.
Combine this with Blue's eager need to hit something and Red's newly invented and absolutely debilitating Crying Puppy Face, and RGBV are officially on a warpath with some astonishingly effective weapon-strategies in tow.
They may only be four parts of one person, but that just means that their enemies underestimate them. It'll be the last thing said enemies will ever do.
#Changeling Answers#DL Questions#Anonymous Replies#Random Anon#Dimensional Links#RGBV#Broken Chain AU#you asked for this#I did my best to make it Not As Painful As It Could Have Been
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In today's episode of Sweet Home Cursedblr, we have Sesky going wild.
@dramebazzz would like to share your thoughts on this?
#minors shooooo#wdym i was agreeing a moment ago#also i will not be fucking them#they will be doing mutual fucking#you shouldn't leave three virgin bisexuals alone to simp...#you asked for this
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