#( i hope this is okay !! )

[christianssinferno]

@andynked

The tattoo was small and quiet. It had a rather warm and homely look to it. The bell chimed as he entered, he had put on a hat earlier as to not draw attention to himself. That and the lack of makeup should be enough.

He was greeted by the woman at the desk and they made some small talk before he took a seat, coffee in hand. Business seemed slow today but he wasn't in any rush and besides, this sort of thing took time so he understood if they weren't quite done with a client yet. In the meantime, he'd sip his coffee and flip through the available magazines.

As time slipped by, so did his attention and he blinked before breaking out of his stupor. "Ah, right, sorry sorry." He put the magazine aside. "Andy right?"

[chronicparagon]

Shining armor c:

@reversescale

Send in " shining armor " for my muse's reaction to your muse physically running into a dangerous situation in order to rescue them. ( examples: an explosion, a fire, anything at all! let your minds go wild! )

Drip

drip

drip...

Red liquid drops into a small pool on the ground. Shallow breath wavers from a strong shiver as dread washes over the woman. A low growl rumbles as four large, reptilian feet approach her. Vibrant purple vines tightly coil around scaly legs, but the thorns digging into it burgundy flesh does not leech the energy from the beast. It ignores the burns along the ground from the plasma vines. She couldn't keep them out for much longer. Her energy is fading in the dark and cold environment.

Curses! She didn't have a chance to replenish the energy she had left from testing when in captivity. Her escape took so much and her plasma vines failed to absorb the creature's energy.

Though she is merely several feet away after scooting away, she can smell the strong stench of rot on its breath. Three pairs of orange eyes pierce the suffocating darkness as the large monster looms over Harmony. Her lips curl back in a snarl. Metallic hand presses tight against the fresh wound on the right side of her abdomen. One of the monster's black claws slashed her there. Fear collide with anger in her tearful, stormy gray eyes.

'Don't give in!' The lone wanderer silently tells herself. Though the odds are stacked against her. The young woman found herself in unknown territory deep in space after the Crimson Falcon crashed. It was her only ticket to freedom from ARES.

Lost, alone, and now at the mercy of one of the many monsters that lurk the great unknown.

The monster before her growls as it crouches to the ground, ready to strike. Spikes lining the end of its powerful tail lashes side to side. She groans as pain sears in her body, but she rises to her feet. Knees buckle, but she doesn't fall. Harmony reaches out with her free arm. Purple light grows in intensity from her palm. She wills herself with all her mind to release a plasma ray, only to cry out when it fizzles out.

"No! No!"

'Don't give in! Damn it all! Don't!' Dread returns to the cyborg once more. Fatigue wins and she falls back on the ground. Warmth gushes from the wound on her side. The monster hisses as it leaps from position. Razor teeth exposed and claws ready to tear her apart. Harmony closes her eyes tight as she steels herself for impact.

"NO!"

Then, a powerful gust of wind darts before her. A shrill shriek follows but it's not from Harmony. She doesn't feel the burn of the scratches or teeth tearing her apart. Long lashes flutter as her eyes open. Her body stiffens at the sight before her.

"W-what on-"

A young man stands before her and the monster who is now trembling. Fresh cuts slice their front legs and along serpentine neck. Black, viscous liquid flows from its mouth and along the cuts made by the stranger's spear.

His back faces her, but she can see the short black hair, the white and green fabric of his coat flutter from the gust surrounding him. Dark blood trickling down the spear's blade. He doesn't cower from the beast that charges at him with a roar. Harmony drags herself further back as she watches the battle. The monster lunges, only to stagger back from the swipes of the cloud piercer.

She watches on, hoping this man would be her hero and vanquish this monster.

[caramialunaestelle]

@dxfiedfxte || Plotted Starter: Chance Encounter (Elizabeth P3)

In the years since she fulfilled her goal - her promise - and set her beloved blue-haired guest free from the eternal fate of sealing away Nyx, she found herself wandering the world as a curious explorer. She never considered herself human, yet she looked and acted human, she only really considered herself a guest to the human world. And yet, the thought of returning to her Master's domain seemed unfathomable. She felt more at home in a hotel room ordering room service than she did standing by Igor's side in the velvet room these days. She knew she'd have to return to the blue velvet one day, but for now...

So as she entered the grand entrance hall of the Ritz Hotel in London, she let out a small sigh of relief. She was in the right place.

With the grace she always carried with her, she waltzed over to the reception desk and smiled warmly at the woman behind the desk. In perfect English, Elizabeth greeted her. "Good evening! I have a reservation. The name should be Elizabeth D'Velours."

A fake name, gifted to herself when she decided to travel the world, it was just as phony as the ID she handed over to the receptionist to confirm the booking. She had gotten by with her false humanity just fine.

"Your room is still being cleaned and organized from the last guests. If you'd like, you can wait in the lounge. We'll have a staff member come over and lead you to your room when it's ready," The receptionist replied, gesturing over to the lounge room.

Nodding, Elizabeth made her way to the lounge and sat at the bar, ordering a drink from the bartender. She was just about to take a sip from the martini she'd ordered when she noticed a familiar face enter the lounge.

Her heart leapt as she stood from her seat and waved to him. "Minato~! Yoohoo!! Is it really you? What on earth are you doing here?"

[thjsrots]

best of both worlds

࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ vi x cait x reader

; warnings: threesome, some degradation/praise, pain inflicting (just a bit), strap, face riding/69, virgin reader, kinda taken captive?, top!vi/cait x bottom!reader, also this one is a little long

This was it. You’d really gone and done it this time. You found yourself roughly thrown on the ground, cuffs itching tightly around your wrists as you struggled under Caitlyn’s grip. Everyone in Piltover stared as you continuously fought back, getting absolutely nowhere. This woman was stronger than she looked, that’s for sure.

“Let me go! I didn’t even get to do anything!” You exclaimed, voice a little strained.

Cait laughed sarcastically, clicking the cuffs in place as she leaned over to you, speaking into your ear, “Didn’t get to do anything? So you admit it, you were trying to steal from this home before I so rudely interrupted you?”

Her voice stabbed into you like a sharp, hot knife. What kind of a fucking idiot just gives themselves away like that? You, that’s who. You couldn’t help it though, you always had word vomit when you got nervous. Especially when a hot woman had you pinned, cuffed, and was so close to you that you could smell her lingering perfume. Her knee dug into your back as she spoke, making you wince in pain. You turned your head to meet her eyes, and that’s when you saw her expression. She was watching, smirking, almost like… she fucking liked it.

“I— Well, that’s not what I meant!” You started, furrowing your brows at her as you felt her knee pressuring deeper into you. “O-Ow, what the fuck?! That hurts, let me go!”

You suddenly felt the relief of Cait’s knee moving away as she gripped onto your wrists and pulled you up, standing you on your feet. You were filthy now, dirt covering your face and clothes. She turned you around, examining your face as her eyebrow arched up.

“W-What are you looking at?” Your face scrunched with disgust, you were sure she was mentally judging you. Her eyes grazing you up and down, slowly, began to offend you. “I said, what the fuck are you—”

“You’re coming with me.” Cait replied, ignoring your question as she cut you off. She quickly turned you back around, held tightly onto your arms, and led you away. You still struggled as you walked, wriggling around in her grasp.

“Do you people see this? This is abuse of power! I did absolutely nothing! There’s no proof! Fuck the enforce—” As soon as you two turned the corner, her hand slapped over your mouth, making you recoil at the pain. You let out some muffled, “Fuck you’s”, “Let me go’s”, and her personal favorite, “You sadistic fuck!”.

“You call this sadistic? What a laugh,” Cait said, smirking to herself. “You have no idea what’s coming for you.”

Her words sent a jolt of chills running down your spine. What did she mean by that? Did she plan on torturing you? Keeping you locked up for life? You wished you knew what her plan was, but all you could do was sulk in your own defeat and continue to struggle. Then, suddenly, the world went dark. She’d wrapped something around your eyes, you entered panic mode.

“Help! This bitch is crazy!” You exclaimed, desperately shaking your head to try and remove the piece of cloth tied around your head. Cait groaned with annoyance, stuffed another piece of cloth in your mouth to shut you up, and pushed you forward to continue walking. You stood your ground, heels digging into the ground.

“Maybe, just maybe, if you shut up I’ll think about taking it easy on you. Got it? Can you do that?” She harshly whispered in your ear.

You thought about it for a second. It would be in your best interest to stay quiet in the long run. You sighed, almost defeatedly. “Fine. Whatever.”

You two walked for almost ten more minutes. You were growing tired and irritated, but you kept your mouth shut for the whole way. You finally entered a door, went up some stairs, then was thrown into a room. You hit the cold, hard floor with a splat.

“Ugh, fuck! What the fuck?!” You exclaimed, rolling around and lying on your back, pain all throughout your body.

“Vi!” Cait shouted, her footsteps growing closer to you. You shot up, got on your knees, and shook your head around once again, trying to get the cloth away. You figured whoever this ‘Vi’ person was could help.

“Violet, I have a surprise for us!” She said, kneeling down to meet your face. “Ugh, Gods, you’re a mess.” You felt a cold dampness on your face, making you flinch and move backwards. “Stop moving! I’m trying to clean you up.”

Clean you up? What the hell was this crazy bitch going on about? Why did it matter if you were clean or not, what was she about to do, sell you?

…Was she really about to fucking pimp you out?

She held your arm with one hand, tightly, and cleaned your face with the other. You heard footsteps coming up behind you, making your head snap to the side.

“Hey, cupcake, what is it—” The voice was cut off by the sight of yourself, you assumed.

You heard Cait slowly stand up, her voice sounding like she was smiling brightly. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Violet.”

Happy Valentine’s Day? You confusingly stayed there for a second, in silence, before your stomach dropped. She really was pimping you out. You were frozen now, from fear, confusion, and… another odd feeling you couldn’t quite describe yet.

“Caitlyn, this might be the best gift yet.” Vi said as she made her way towards you, kneeling down in front, close enough to where you could feel her breath on you. Your jaw dropped at Vi’s reaction, expecting the complete opposite.

“I—I don’t know what’s going on. I’ll stop being a menace, okay? Y-You could even send me to jail for a couple days! I’ll take the punishment! We can work this out, can’t we?” You asked, smiling nervously.

Cait giggled, making her way down towards you as you felt her hands go past your ears and begin to undo the knot that held the piece of cloth together. “This is your punishment. One I decided would be best for you, and us, of course.”

The cloth finally fell off your face. You winced at the brightness, blinking as your eyes slowly adjusted to the room surrounding you. The first thing you saw were the two women, knelt down in front of you. One red headed, muscular, grazing her eyes up and down your body. And then there was Cait, smirking as she reached over to force you up.

“N-No!” You yelled out, making your body go limp. Cait caught you just before you hit the ground, rolling her eyes.

“What a child! Get up, now!” She demanded. You did no such thing, if anything, you tried your best to make your body heavier.

“Don’t worry, I got it.” Vi said as she grabbed your waist and threw you over her shoulder. You wiggled around, flailing and kicking your legs, screaming as loud as you could.

“No one will hear you, brat. Stop kicking, it’s fucking annoying!” She said before slamming you down on the bed. You gasped as she did so, pushing yourself back until you hit the wall, eyes widened and darting back and forth between the two women standing at the foot of the bed. They looked at each other, smirked, then walked around and sat on opposite sides, trapping you in.

You gulped hard. “What… What are you two gonna do?”

“Whatever we want, darling.” Cait said, scooting closer to you. You tried to move away, but on the other side was Vi, scooting in closer to you as well. “Tell you what. If you’re a good girl for us and do as we say or please, you’re off the hook.”

Your eyes lit up for a second. “R-Really?”

Cait nodded, holding her hand up and flashing the key to unlock the cuffs. “I’ll even uncuff you right now.”

You contemplated as you stared into her lustful eyes. Your gaze wandered towards Vi, who was impatiently waiting for your response.

“Say yes, we’ll take good care of you.” Vi said, her words making the bottom of your stomach a little warm. You weren’t sure if you believed that. Although this seemed like a nightmare at first, these two women were… stupidly sexy. Although you’re a virgin, you knew this time had to come eventually. And if it had to happen with anyone, you’d definitely choose these two.

You sighed, looking back at Cait. “Fine. I’m all yours.”

The two women smiled at each other before Vi tugged you forward by the shirt and Cait undid your cuffs. You flushed a shade of pink as you were almost touching noses with Vi, blinking quickly. “What is it, cat got your tongue?” She asked, smirking.

“Oh, she was hard to handle before now! A real loud mouth. Don’t play nice now, darling, show Vi the trouble you gave me.” Cait said as she began to pull up your shirt. You hesitated before lifting your arms, leaving you in your lacy bra. You blushed, looking away as the two women admired your body.

“Lace?” Vi asked, slipping a bra strap down, slightly exposing your nipple. “Looks like we have a slut on our hands, cupcake.”

“Looks like we do.” Cait replied, snapping your bra off and quickly pulling it away. Your breasts bounced as she did so, making a breathy gasp escape your lips. Cait made her way around you, the two women staring at your breasts now. You blushed, squeezing your arms next to your them, looking away in embarrassment.

“Look at her, trying to perk them out for us. She’s a slut alright.” Vi said as she harshly groped the right one, your head quickly snapping back at her touch.

Cait gripped onto the left one, fondling your nipple with her fingers. A sudden, soft moan escaped your lips. You froze. She snickered, eyes lowering. “I think she likes this, Vi.”

Vi tugged on your right nipple, making you whine out in pain but also with a deep, hidden pleasure. Her mouth suddenly met your bud, making your back arch. “W-Wait!” You said, but Vi did not wait. She sucked as her tongue circled around it. Cait wasted no time before her lips met the other nipple, doing the same. Their hands wandered your body, feeling every part of you they could. These women were hungry. You could tell they wanted to fucking devour you.

And for some sick reason, that turned you on.

Your head flew back as you moaned, hands resting on both their thighs, squeezing when as sucked harder. Vi slowly grazed her hand down your stomach, undoing your pant button as her mouth moved to the side of your breast, biting and sucking on it, leaving bruises all over it. They pulled away, pushed you down, and shimmied your pants off, leaving you in nothing but a lacy, black matching set. Your face was red hot. You wore lace to help your confidence while stealing, never expecting anyone to actually see it. Especially not two people… at the same time.

“All dressed up and ready, huh? I wonder…” Cait hovered over you, whispering in your hear, “Did you secretly want this? Did you look to provoke me, to provoke anyone who would possibly give you the time of day? How fucking desperate are you?”

Vi hovered over to the next ear. “I think you’re really desperate. So desperate, that I bet you’re soaked under those whore panties.” Her hand trailed down, lower, even more lower, until she reached the hem of the lace. Cait kissed down your neck, biting harshly, making you jolt and whine. Vi’s hand suddenly made its way in, immediately greeted by the wetness gathered up inside the panties. “Fuck, you’re so wet…” Her finger accidentally slipped against your clit, which was already swollen, making you moan.

“Cait, her cunt is practically begging for us. Come ‘er, feel.” Vi said, pulling her hand out and slipping your panties off. Cait made her way over as Vi spread open your thighs, propping your legs up.

“H-Hey! Stop!” You pleaded, to which they ignored.

“Oh, my…” Cait said, her finger poking your entrance, making your juices drip down your cheeks. You gasped, thighs immediately opening up more without thinking. “Look at you, so needy and drippy.” Her finger slurred its way inside, sharply and without hesitation, causing you to grip onto the sheet and gasp loudly. Although it was only one finger, you’d only ever felt your own inside yourself, so this feeling was completely new. Then, another digit was inserted. This one was thicker, stretching your hole out as it entered. Your eyes darted over to see both Cait and Vi’s fingers inside you. At the same time.

Your face twisted up in a wince as you cried out, “Ow! Ow, ow, that hurts!” They did not care. In fact, they probably got off to the fact that it hurt. They pumped their fingers, same pace, in and out. You let out struggled moans, your hands reaching down and clawing at theirs as they fucked your poor virgin cunt.

“Fuck, she’s so tight.” Vi said, staring deep into your hole as it clenched around her finger.

“A little too tight, don’t you think? Could you be a… virgin?” Cait suggested, eyebrow raising. The two women began to pump their fingers faster, excited at the thought of them possibly deflowering you.

“Y-Yes! Mmh! I am!” You struggled out, your face red hot as you admitted to it.

“Oh.” The two said at the same time as they looked at each other, their lips curling into a smirk. They pulled their fingers out, letting you finally be able to catch your breath. You laid there, panting, watching. They both slammed their lips into each other, sloppily mixing their saliva. You watched, biting your bottom lip. You felt a heat growing inside your hole as you watched the two women making out. Their hands groped and tugged against their clothes, slowly pulling them off one by one. You were aching now. You needed something.

You needed them.

Your hand made its way down your stomach, pressed onto your clit, and began to circle around it. You groaned out as your other hand pinched your nipple. Vi’s hand reached down into Cait’s panties, her finger prints showing the movement she made against her clit. They both moaned, Cait digging her nails into Vi’s muscular back. Her eyes opened slightly, side eyeing you as your finger twirled around your clit. Your eyes followed the trail of saliva connecting to their lips as they pulled away. You whimpered, spreading your legs open for her to see. She poked at Vi, whispering for her to look at you. She did so, eyebrows raising from surprise. They crawled back on the bed, hovered over your face, and smushed both their lips onto yours at the same time. Your moans were muffled now as their tongues fought with yours, pushing against one another. You wanted them more than ever now. You weren’t sure why you were against this at first, because this was your wet dream come true.

Just as you thought that, they pulled away and you were suddenly thrown over Vi’s thigh, ass up in the air. She tugged onto the back of your hair, forcing you to look at her. You yelped out in pain, “Ouch! What the f-” A hard slap landed on your ass cheek, face grimacing at the shocking pain. “Owww! S-Stop!”

Cait gripped onto your ass, shaking her head. “Cursing at us still? Why do I keep having to deal with you? This is supposed to be your punishment.”

“Who told you to touch yourself, huh?” Vi questioned, her hand harshly landing on your ass.

You jolted, crying out, “I-I’m sorry! I won’t do it again!”

“I don’t believe you.” Cait whispered, opening your thighs up, a slap landing right on your cunt.

“A-Agh!” You cried out, eyes swelling up with tears as you stared at Vi. You hoped she’d have pity on you. She stared into them, holding your face and squishing your cheeks.

“Tell Cait you won’t trouble her again.” Her heavy hand landing on your pussy, making you flinch.

You nodded, sobs bursting out. “I-I won’t bother you again!”

“Now apologize to her like you mean it.” Vi said, squeezing your face harder. Your tears were all over her hand, lip quivering.

“I’m sorry, Cait! I’m so sorry, please forgive me! Please, I-I’m sorryyyy!” You cried out, the stinging sensation inside your thighs beginning to throb. Although it hurt like hell, you couldn’t help but notice the dripping coming out of your hole. Cait spread open your cheek, staring at the wetness as it landed on Vi’s thigh.

“You… you like this?” She asked, a little surprised. She rolled her eyes and sighed. “Fine, let her go. Doing all this whining but you’re sopping wet.” Vi threw you off, landing face up on the bed. Cait began to slip her panties off. Her bra then popped off, breasts bouncing above your face as she did so. You blushed, staring at them. You were still a sniffling mess, yet you couldn’t stop staring at them. Your hand twitched, wanting to reach up and fondle them. You guessed she noticed, because she suddenly gripped onto your wrist and led your hand to her right breast. You gripped onto the softness, her nipple hardening under your palm. You had absolutely no idea what to do other than grab and squeeze, again, being a virgin who’d done absolutely nothing sexual in her whole life.

“Jeez, you really don’t know what you’re doing,” Vi started, her hand suddenly covering yours as you both groped Cait’s breast. She was now guiding your hand, making you pinch Cait’s bud. She flinched a bit, moaning out as you did so. You bit down on your bottom lip, cheeks flushing up. “See? You can’t be scared of ‘em, how would you ever get any if you are?” She said, snickering at your awkwardness. You both fondled her for a bit before Vi pulled your hands away and held them down.

“Since you’re a virgin, and it shows, I guess I’ll have to do all the work.” Cait said, her legs beginning to straddle over your face. Your eyes widened so much, you truly thought they might fall out of your face. You stared at her glistening slit, which was just a few inches away from your face.

“What—What are you—” Your sentence was cut short by Cait’s cunt sitting on your face. “Mmh!!” You muffled out, not quite sure what to do as her thighs squeezed against your face.

She sighed. “Open your mouth and lick.” You gulped and obliged, your tongue slowly poking her clit. She groaned as you began licking up and down. Her hips began to move back and forth, fucking your face and making it harder to breathe. “That’s it, good girl.” She then stuffed her clit in your mouth. “Suck on it.” Your lips surrounded the bulging skin and you sucked while circling your tongue around it. Her back arched, hands holding the top of your head as you did so. Your own hands wandered up and held onto her breasts, doing exactly what Vi taught you.

“You’re doing so good, aren’t you?” Vi’s voice suddenly broke the sounds of Cait’s moans. You then felt something poking your hole, sliding up and down along your cunt. Your legs froze, muffled moans escaping your mouth and vibrating into Cait’s wetness. Then you felt it. Something large and thick entering your hole. Your hands squeezed against Cait’s skin, your face twisting up as you whined from the pain. “Let’s see how good you can take the two of us then.” You could feel your wet hole taking the toy well, sliding in slowly. Your walls were tight around it though, making it hard for it all to go in. Vi muffled out a, “Fuck, so tight…” before pushing it all the way in. Your back arched, pain flowing through waves all throughout your body. Tears ran down your cheeks, leaving stains where there was once dirt. You let out a muffled groan as Vi slowly began to move inside you, pushing your legs further back.

“Just relax, angel. It’ll feel so good soon, you’re taking me so well already.” Vi said, stroking inside you as her thumb met your clit, circling around it. It started to hurt less now, the pain slowly turning into intoxicating pleasure. Cait continued to rut against your face. All three of you moaned, noises overlapping each other. Your moans sounded different now, they were hungry. You’d never heard yourself make those sounds before. Cait then suddenly lifted herself up, turned around, and sat on your face. She lowered herself on your body, staring at the dildo as it stretched out your cunt. It made a squelching noise every time Vi moved.

“Look at you! Our slutty girl, hole all nice and stretched. Does it feel good?” Cait asked.

“Y-Yes! Feels so—so good!” You managed to struggle out, gripping onto Cait’s ass. It was hard to speak due to the constant groans you couldn’t control. You suddenly felt her tongue flicking against your clit, pushing her ass back into your face. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, tongue grazing Cait’s cunt once again. Vi was pounding into you now, hitting that spot that made your toes curl over, and over, and over. You felt a tingly feeling starting in your lower stomach, growing stronger and moving lower. Your legs began to shake, moving your face up and down against Cait faster. Her moans sped up, gripping onto your thighs.

“Just like that, darling. Gods you… you’re gonna make me come…” Cait said, her lips surrounding your clit as she sucked.

“Are you close, huh?” Vi questioned, slapping the inside of your thigh, the tip of the toy grazing your g-spot. “You’re a shaking mess.”

“Mmhm! Mm!” You said, bucking your hips back and forth.

“What do you think, cupcake? Do you think she deserves to come?” She asked, her pace slowing down. You whined as she did so, pushing yourself back onto the toy.

“How greedy. She expects sweet release after being arrested, what lesson would that teach you, hm?” Cait said, pulling away from your swollen clit and slapping it. Your head shot back, gasping loudly.

“Please! I won’t ever steal again, I-I’ll be the best citizen! Be the best girl for you both! I’ll do whatever you two want me to do!” You pleaded, sobbing into Cait’s cunt as you pushed your tongue into her hole, flicking back and forth. “Mmh.. please, please, please!”

Cait threw her head back, moaning loudly. “Fuck… fine. Since you sound so cute while pleading.” She lowered herself onto your clit again, picking up her pace as her tongue pushed against it. Vi held onto your waist, forcing your whole body to take her strap. She used all her force to pound into you, so deep inside that there was a bulge where it continuously hit the top wall of your pussy. The room was loud, filled with moans, grunts, and the sound of a squeaky bed. You felt Cait’s clit twitching inside your mouth, pushing herself deeper into your face. These two were gonna be the fucking death of you.

“Yes, yes, yes!” She moaned out, coming on your face. Her juices dripped down your jaw, landing on your chest. You suddenly felt a sharpness all throughout your body. Your back arched as far as it’d go, nails digging into Cait’s plump ass.

“V-Vi—Cait!” You yelled out, feeling the warmth of release spread across your inner thighs. “I’m coming!” Your eyes rolled back, loud moans escaping your mouth, drunk off of the two women getting off to you.

Vi continued to fuck you, making you cry out from the sensitivity. Her head suddenly was thrown back, moaning out loudly, “Fuuuck!” As her own orgasm creeped up onto her, filling her boxers and strap with her creamy cum. She pulled it out, took it off, and landed on your right side. Cait pulled away, landing on the other. The three of you laid there, panting, sweaty skin touching.

“You… You two okay?” Vi asked, sitting up and looking at you and Cait. Her hands reached out, stroking both your cheeks.

“Yes, I’m more than okay. Are you?” Cait questioned, her eyes darting to you as she sat up. They were both staring at you now, eyes full of worry. Vi wiped your tears away as Cait stroked your hair. You smiled at the two women who were suddenly caring for you. You wondered if they’d grown fond of you in the couple hours you three spent together.

“Yeah,” You said, out of breath still. “Happy Valentine’s Day.”

[dualbladedbeauty]

@baragkusiga (Ruler Gilgamesh)

"Oh, hey, I remember you! You're that shiny guy that was selling stuff in Asakusa back then, right? I didn't expect to see you here at Chaldea, too!!"

"Well, THIS specfic version of you, anyway. I've already met like three other yous."

[alwaysxinxtrouble]

@mutatiio liked for a starter

The last thing Peter had expected was how much it would hurt to fall through the multiverse. Well, the fall wasn't what hurt. It was the landing. Being spit out of the multiverse like a used piece of gum onto the sidewalk, rolling across the roof top until he came to a slow stop. The portal closed before he could find the strength to get his arms underneath him and push himself up enough to look around. All he could remember was Fisk's fist coming down on him over and over again then the world being ripped out from beneath him. He hurt in more places than he could count and was sure he looked worse than he felt, if it was possible. 

It took a few minutes for him to find the strength to push himself to his feet, stumbling the first few steps but managing to catch his balance and walk over the roof ledge. It wasn’t New York City. Well, it was New York City but it wasn’t his city. Several buildings looked different, as if they had moved from where they were supposed to be. The logo of business names artfully put on the side of buildings were also different, name he had never heard of before.

It wasn’t hard to connect the dots for what happened. As Fisk was in the process of killing him on the ground beneath the super collider, Peter must been sucked in and spit out here – wherever here was.

Finding a fresh set of clothes to pullover his torn apart Spidey-suit, the first stop was his apartment but there was a family living in it with a name he didn’t recognize. Aunt May wasn’t in her house on the outskirts of the city and his lab with all of his Spidey-suits were not beneath the shed in the backyard. This universe was far different than he imagined and there was an eerie chill that settled over with the realization how alone in this universe he was. For a brief moment, he felt himself losing hope.

Until he saw Oscorp on the side of the building and Peter went against his better judgement, feet leading him towards building where he knew he would find his best friend. Or a version of his best friend. Preferably one that hadn't tried to kill the version of him from this universe.

"Hi, I need to speak Harry Osborn." He told the receptionist, immediately recognizing the skeptical look on her face. "Just tell him Peter Parker is here to see him, please."

[stillnotyourmusebitch]

Release date for the royal Stobotnik au fic?

Im aiming to get the first chapter out no later than Thursday.

It's just been taking me a little longer time as I am a perfectionist and edit the ever living shit out of my fics to ensure the flow and wording is just right to invoke all the emotion and feelings I feel about the current project are protrayed correctly. I want this fic to be exactly what I see in my head to spill onto the page.

I want everyone to see it through my eyes.

It will be posted via ao3 and I will post the link on here as well and tag all the people who have asked to be tagged.

So please bear with me. I'm working very hard on it.

Also, my cat Ziggy has been impending a lot of my progress, hence Thursday post date at the latest.

[demon-slayer-kaiden]

@cosmicdreamt liked for a starter

Kaiden never meant to be one of those people that just stared at another who just happened to be working on an art piece or in their sketchbook. But there was something that seemed to almost captivate her watching the other woman work. After another minute, Kaiden snapped out of her daze.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to stare.” she immediately apologized feeling very embarrassed. “It looks great so far, how long have you been doing art?”

[wvtchpls]

@superwclf sent: 'You can yell at me later. Just let me help you.' from Sean

Hughanna winced, blood slid from her knees, some blood dripped on to the grass. I'm such a shite. She had gathered up some daisies for a spell. The sudden approached footsteps startled her; turning her attention to an unknown dark figure. She yelped, stumbling on her feet and fell face first on the ground. Some dirt slipped inside her nostrils.

Hughanna was ready to snap at him, but she quickly realized that it was her fault -- she needed to be more aware of her surroundings. At least he was nice enough to offer to look after her wounds, but she would not allow that. Hughanna was too stubborn. She much rather be the one to care for others rather than having someone care for her.

"I-I'm fine!" She nearly exclaimed, gently waving a hand. "...I've been through worse." Slowly she would get up, her hands gripped firmly on the grass, beginning to struggle; it partially had to do with her knees aching -- but due to having no feeling of her left foot. Frostbite sucked. Relying on her right foot, she finally managed to get up; her cheeks were hot, embarrassed for having a stranger to see her struggle.

A weak smile became visible, dusting the dirt off her legs. "Thank you, though..." Her eyes looked him over, taking in his appearance. She never recalled seeing him before. "Do...Do you live nearby? I...I do not...think I've ever seen you around here..."

[inbeautifulruins]

𝐑𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐊𝐢𝐞, the look in his eyes undeniably feral as his face contorts to show the pain and anger that lingers underneath the surface. Here she is with her judgement -- of course she is It wouldn't be another day on the calendar if she wasn't here to judge him.

But he's got some questions for the noble pogue who appears to think herself higher than any kook -- even though technically speaking she is one.

❝ Are you insane like me? Been in pain like me ?❞ he asks her, closing in on her. ❝ Do you pull yourself apart to entertain like me ? ❞ a hint of a smirk tugs at the corner of his lips.

❝I don't think so.❞

🎁 spotify wrapped meme for @carrerak. Halsey's " Gasoline "

[pantichrist]

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⸻ ᖇɩꙆᥱყ & ᙖᥙᥴƙყ . ♡ @01army

[chronicparagon]

He’s quiet initially, gaze averted. Before a small huff leaves him and he finally faces her. “Y’know, you’re real sweet. I know I’ve said that before, but… True kindness like yours is rare to come by in this world, ‘nd you downright shine with it. I wish I could be more like that, but I don’t wanna steal some of your own light away.“ He does manage a laugh at that, a smile slipping onto his face. {From Boothill, for the telling how a muse really feels abt yours meme!}

@strdstd

This is your opportunity to tell my muse how your muse really feels!

She heard him loud and clear. Harmony can tell Boothill was a bit tense before he spoke. Her gaze lowers from him as silence follows his words. She reflects on what he said. Hard as it was, Harmony made her choice: Let the darkness of the universe swallow her whole, or hold on to that bit of light left within her.

She isn't sure what happened to Boothill to make him so harsh. It's not her place to know. He certainly faced heartbreak and loss. It can make anyone bitter and dwell in darkness. It can make anyone seek vengeance and go great lengths for that.

But...not everything as it seems with Boothill. There is more to him than his reputation and his body of wires and steel. The woman approaches the Galaxy Ranger. "Boothill..." She begins, though she's hesitant, Harmony decides to brush her worries away and speak her mind.

"You know, it's not stealing if I choose to give you some of that light." She pauses before reaching out. Both hands take Boothill's own. Her hold on them is gentle, minding her own strength. Her head tilts back until her silver gaze meets Boothill's.

Though metal cannot feel metal, her thumbs still rub the back of his hands. "You may not have a heart of flesh anymore, but that doesn't make you heartless. What you said proves you're not heartless. Deep down, you still care. Why else are you fighting? Why else do you want to bring justice? Perhaps it's revenge, but that must mean you care about other people and the injustices they face." Questions that may go unanswered, but she doesn't need to hear them. Boothill already did through his actions.

"You're angry. You are angry because you're hurt. Despite that pain, you still care. You care about other people, at least people who don't want to harm the innocent. Boothill, I don't wish you change who you are. You are someone who wants to protect others from the cruelty you witnessed. It's okay to be angry and hurt, as long as it doesn't eat you alive." One hand releases a hand and though she hesitates,the cyborg rests that hand on his chest, right over where he heart would be.

"Don't let that darkness devour your light. You still have that, even if it's a flicker. I wish to give you some of my light so yours can grow. Perhaps with support, companionship, you too will have that light as bright as my own." Harmony's hand moves away from his chest before continuing. "All I ask is to let me have a chance to share that light. I won't force it on you. I will respect your choice." Her other hand finally frees him.

"Even if most of you is metal, you are still a person, and people are capable of sharing love, and always deserve love."

[kingsleyxdanvers]

starter for @cxncordia

Levi did not know how he managed his brothers and friends to get him to come to the club. After a long day he wanted to go home but no, they had drag him out. At first he was annoyed and pissed but ended up enjoying himself. Levi was someone who often ignored others when they flirted with him but tonight the attention from the other male was good and he was indeed enjoying himself. He had been talking to them and enjoying himself, that he agreed to move their conversation to some place more private. The male stood and waited in the private room, looking around after his drink down as he waited for the other.

[rookmethis]

Rook was pensive. Ever since they met with the Crows, ever since they recruited Lucanis. The more she learned about this faction, the weirder it sounded. That was coming from her, who was a devot to Andraste, and seen by many as part of a fanatic cult - which was untrue . At least people joined the Blades willingly, not as a child - she was a bit of an exception due to being an orphan , but even then, she had not taken arms until late into her teens.

Those thoughts, she had decided to share them with Neve @inevestigator. In the short time they had known each other, Neve was a rational thinker, and saw things others did not. So for the evening, she had invited herself into Neve's office space at the Lighthouse and after talking about some leads and what to do, Rook shifted the conversation.

"What do you make of the Crows ? Caus' like , I feel a bit wary of their...mh ...practices ... like are they really a good ally to have? I know it's war and all, we shouldn't be picky...but am I the only one who thinks something is...off about them ?"

[crescentmarked]

hayley sits in a plush chair across from elijah. her eyes linger on his before searching his face. she notes the slight wrinkle of his brow—pensive. she eyes the straight line of his lips—stoic. her gaze wanders back to his, and she sighs. ❝ i just... i don't understand why you keep forgiving him when he's been so awful to you and rebekah. ❞ she leans forward, maintaining eye contact. ❝ i get that he's family. don't get me wrong. i would do anything to see my family... talk to them. anything. but... ❞ her eyes speak the rest of the thought for her: help me understand.

@deceptivemorals / sc.

[alwaysxinxtrouble]

@brooklynislandgirl liked for a starter

The last ticket for the night was finished and had been walked out the kitchen door, his chefs beginning to close down their stations and clean. With the waiter returning with a sheepish look on his face and smeared empty plate, it took everything in Alex not to throw the plate across the kitchen. The last ticket for the night had been for a table with one guest. It shouldn't be so hard to walk a single plate across the dining room without dropping it. With his chefs looking to him for direction, he told them to keep cleaning and went about remaking the dish himself, adding a special dessert on the side as an apology for the mishap.

"I apologize for the mistake before and the time it took to refire, ma'am." Alex smiled warmly, setting the entree down in front of her and dessert slightly off to the side. He had made the decision to walk the plates out himself to ensure their last guest was properly treated and there were no more mistakes along the way. "As a thank you for your understanding, I made you one of our most popular desserts; whisky and chocolate cremeux with whisky ice cream, coffee and caramel. It's currently off menu but again, I sincerely apologize about the mishap and wait."