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gomes72us-blog · 11 days ago
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Bunch of tmnt!12 + Jennika, Silver (Terios!au), and a Raz that I never posted. Half of these are from my sketchbook so I usually don’t share them
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(Please do not use or repost my works anywhere without explicit permission from me thank you)
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shower-phantom-ideas · 1 year ago
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Yall imagine Danny getting help from Batman and tells him about how hes on the run (it was a joke in passing smh) and how he has no home (it was ment to be funny man) then all of a sudden Bruce way shows up on a totally casual stroll in his neighbourhood. “Oh look a child who is in need laaa dee daa let me help you poor random child who I have no idea who you are.” As if Danny is an idiot. He isnt fooled in the slightest. He knows when something is up. Batman clearly is using Bruce Wayne to help kids off the street.
Danny is staying at Wayne manner and notices how no one really talks about the bats. Or tif they do Bruce gets this look then quickly changes the subject. Hes putting so much effort into it too. And at first Danny hardly noticed. Now it’s obvious theres a connection. At first he thought Bruce Wayne hated batman with how often he refused to comment or gave his kids a glare when they mentioned the big bad bat. But now it’s clearly something else. Danny got a chance to talk to the commissioner alone and then it clicked. Danny had asked whats Mr.Waynes beef with Batman and the commissioner seemed so confused. Quickly telling Danny about how the two have worked together. How Bruce has even helped the bat with information or a distraction from time to time. Why would Danny think that he hated him???
And BAM Danny had it. Bruce Wayne is dating THE Batman!!! Holy shit it makes so much sense. Danny would often find batgear around the house. Bruce probably got targeted a bunch and thats probably how they met.
Now hes trying so hard to be supported of his clearly closeted father figure. He also gets why it’s not public info too. Paints a huge target on Bruce. Plus his many many kids. Must be hard for them. What a crazy life they live. Jason would probably be so jealous of their literal fairytale romance.
Danny tells Bruce that he is supported by him and that his secret is safe until hes ready to tell anyone else. Bruce niw thinking Danny knows hes batman shows up no mask and Danny goes nuts. “You can’t out yourself in danger to protect him bruce!!! You are just some himbo man!!! He wouldnt want this!!!” Thinking Bruce is going to try and fight in Batmans place.
Then Danny walks up and places a hand on bruces should (he has to reach lmao shorty). “I will go. I will keep everyone safe. You can count in me” transforms snd flys off to defeat the big bad. Leaving a fully stunned and confused bruce.
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patchouii · 25 days ago
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Moments when Will Graham decided to freak it that are burned into my brain
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When he knowingly and willingly ate the flesh of Randall Tier, who he’d recently beaten to death while imagining that he was doing it to the same man who’s sitting right across from him. Who he licks his human-flesh-covered fork and smirks at as they eat and drink wine. (S2 ep10– Will tells Hannibal Randall’s flesh he’d saved is Freddie’s, presumably without Jack’s knowledge of this particular disturbing facet of his conflicted scheme to catch Hanninal, and they have dinner together.)
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When Hannibal asked him how it felt to kill, and how Will imagines he would kill him— stating that guns lack intimacy, that murder can be an intimate act— specifically when it concerns the two of them. Will then envisions suspending Hannibal in a straitjacket and slitting his throat, Hannibal pursing his lips as if expecting a kiss as Will bathes in the blood spray. (S2 ep12– during a therapy session while discussing Will’s murder and display of Randall.)
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When he dreamed about tying Hannibal to a tree as he transformed into the stag man, ropes strangling him as Will directed the ravenstag to pull them tighter, forcing a confession from him— "No one can be fully aware of another human being unless we love them…. Expressing that love, our beloved’s potential comes true.” Will wakes up after Hannibal’s body bursts in a fountain of blood. (S2 ep9– Will wakes up after this at the start of the episode. Based on how he uses his empathy, it’s safe to say he, too, can control his dreams….)
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…..When he hooked up with Margot, who’s definitely attractive and was eager for her own reasons— and literally had an eyes-rolling-back level orgasm from imagining Hannibal as the monstrous stag man stalking towards him in the firelight instead of focusing on the hot woman in bed with him. (S2 ep10, when Margot hooked up with Will so that she could have a baby to secure her family inheritance— which Mason removed and later killed.) Hashtag very normal and not at all kinky and queer asf insane thoughts to have…..
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helmbarte · 5 months ago
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chibikyo · 1 year ago
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Day 11 - Lingerie
MK1 Raiden x Reader
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Reader gets advice from Johnny about how to get Raiden more riled up in the bedroom. The advice works even better than anticipated
Warnings: Lingerie kink, slight rough sex, Raiden is a cinnamon roll but reader wants him to be a SIN-namon roll
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Y/n and Johnny had become fast friends while at the Wu Shi academy, which is how he knew all about her hopeless crush on Raiden, and he’d been her self-appointed wingman leading up to and following the tournament. So he  had been ecstatic when he’d learned she had finally asked Raiden out, going out of his way to set up a romantic dinner for his friends, and later pestering her for every little detail about their blossoming romance. 
“Johnny, I'm being serious here.” Y/n pouted. Johnny couldn’t help his laughter though and only cackled louder when she kicked him from under the table. “You’re a jerk.”
“I’m sorry, Y/n. I just never expected you’d be asking me for help with… well.” Johnny leaned in, taking a sip from his milkshake to stifle another fit of giggles. He had invited the other champions to L.A. to stay with him for a few weeks so he could give them a tour and just hang out in general. Raiden, Kung Lao, and Y/n had flown in a week ago and Kenshi had shown up two days later and Johnny couldn’t be happier. Ashrah and Syzoth had declined joining them this time, still adjusting to life at the Wu Shi academy.
Seeing how genuinely happy Johnny was for her made it easy for Y/n to open up and spill all the disgustingly sweet moments they’d shared over the last two months. So easy, in fact, that she had finally confessed to Johnny that she could use a little advice. Johnny had jumped at the chance to help, dragging her off to his favorite Cafe after telling Raiden and the others that they needed a girls day out. Y/n had rolled her eyes, but couldn’t help laughing at the confused looks Raiden, Kung Lao, and Kenshi shared as she was ushered promptly out Johnny’s front door. Which is how she found herself seated across the actor, waiting patiently for him to compose himself so they could continue their conversation.
“Okay, okay. I’m done.” Johnny grinned. “Seriously though, you really know how to surprise a guy.” He leaned forward, voice dropping so they wouldn’t be overheard. “Never thought Raiden would be a disappointment in bed; the guy seems really eager to please.”
“I never said he disappointed me, asshole.” Y/n hissed. “I just, he’s a fucking cinnamon roll okay? He’s sweet and gentle and he treats me like I’m made of glass.” She sighed. “Which is great, but I just want him to lose control, just a little bit.”
“I get it.” Johnny chuckled. “Love-making is all well and good, but sometimes you just wanna get fucked.” Y/n threw her hands up.
“I must be out of my mind.” Y/n grimaced as she glanced at herself in the mirror. She’d spent a whole afternoon being dragged from shop to shop, Johnny easily dropping a few grand on getting her a brand new wardrobe just for this occasion. She’d been shocked, but mildly curious as Johnny had ferried her to no less than seven different specialty shops and helped her pick out a wide selection of lingerie. It had only taken him walking out of an adjacent dressing room in the most feminine bralette and panties Y/n had ever seen for her to put on a fashion show for him, laughing as he gave a little twirl in the tiny skirt.
“Exactly!” She glanced around sheepishly, but no one was paying them any mind where they were tucked away and Y/n let her voice drop down again as she continued. “Look If it’s too awkward for you to give me advice then I understand but I figured if anyone could help me, it’s you.”
“Oh I am more than happy to give you advice, thunder bae.” Johnny grinned. “Look, the best way to get someone like Raiden to cut loose, is to tease him. Best way to do that?” His grin grew wider and Y/n knew she was in trouble when he winked at her before draining his coffee in a single gulp. “Well that, my friend, will require a shopping trip.”~
He’d been practically giddy, picking out different sets and giving her genuine feedback. He’d purchased a few pieces for himself too and tried each one on for her as well. It wasn’t often she indulged in her feminine side and that Johnny fully embraced it with her had been such a refreshing change of pace from the constant training that was her normal life. When they’d returned to his mansion both had been giggling, arm in arm, leaving the others only more confused as to what the two of them had gotten into during their time together.
Y/n hadn’t tested any of it while they were in L.A., much to Johnny’s disappointment. She had since returned to Fengjian with the two of them, having been offered a place to stay with Madam Bo when they weren’t at the Wu Shi academy. Raiden had met her for dinner a few evenings after they had returned and she decided it was time. She’d asked him to join her in her room and snuck away to quickly change while he helped Madam Bo clean up. She was starting to second guess herself though as she fidgeted with the sheer fabric. Her decision was made for her as she heard the door creak open on the other side of the room.
“Sorry for the wait, Y/n. I helped Madam Bo clean up a few other tables before… oh?!” Raiden jerked, slamming the door shut behind him harder than intended, his eyes glued to his lover’s body. Y/n bit her lip, hoping she didn’t look as awkward as she watched Raiden’s eyes comb over her. She saw the confusion give way to arousal as he strode toward her, hands reaching out to circle her waist, pulling her against him sharply before he finally seemed to snap back his senses.
“Sweetheart, you look… What is this?” He asked, eyes wide with wonder as he continued to take in the ensemble. Y/n bit her lip as she blushed, unable to look up and meet his eye as his hands stroked the bare skin at her sides. 
“Do you like it?” Y/n asked. She wrapped her hands around his neck as his hands tightened against her waist again. She’d started with the first outfit Johnny had chosen for her, a sheer slip styled like a cheongsam, with deep slits laced together on either side and black silk thong under it. Raiden swallowed.
“You look beautiful.” Raiden sounded awestruck. She could feel the tremble in his fingers as he tugged her closer to him and she smiled, finally glancing up to meet his eyes. She sucked in a breath at the amount of want she saw. “Can I…?”
“You can touch, Raiden.” Y/n murmured and she could almost hear the sound of something snap as Raiden tugged her up into a rough kiss, lips and tongue artfully dancing across her own as he walked her back toward her bed. He pushed her into the plush mattress, hands trailing up to tease her breast beneath the silky fabric as she moaned into his kiss. She threaded her fingers into his hair as he broke away from her lips, kissing his way down to suck and nip at her neck. He nudged his leg between hers, felt her grind against it as he continued to tease the spots he knew drove her wild.
“Y/n, sweetheart, this looks so good on you.” Raiden groaned, hands stroking the fabric under them, sending shivers up her sides. “So pretty. You dressed up just for me, didn’t you?” He reached down, slid two fingers down to tease her clit before slipping them inside her. “God, you’re already so wet. I could just slide right in couldn’t I?”
“Please, Raiden. I need you.” Y/n whined, squirming beneath him as he continued to explore like it was their first time again. She had not expected his reaction to be so visceral, but she was loving how eager he was. Each touch was just a little rougher than normal and before she realized he’d even pulled his hands away from her she could feel him lining the tip of his cock up with her entrance.
She moaned as he pressed forward, his cock sliding into her with ease as he braced himself above her. She barely had time to wrap her legs around him before he began to thrust. His rhythm was hard, fast, and he couldn’t stop his own quiet grunts and whimpers as he leaned in to kiss her again. He grabbed her thighs and tugged them hard, slinging them over his shoulders so he could press her harder into the mattress and press deeper inside of her. 
Y/n felt each slick drag of Raiden’s cock inside her, pleasure pooling hot and heavy in her core as he chased his pleasure within her. She could feel his thrusts grow erratic, his lips hot against her own. She gasped as his fingers stroked over her clit and she felt the orgasm rip through her nerves, her walls squeezing his cock as she pulled him over the edge with her. He stilled, hips pressed flush to her own as he spilled his seed inside her, moaning against her kiss swollen lips.
“You really liked this, didn’t you?” Y/n laughed as Raiden slipped free, collapsing beside her with a groan. She rolled over and tucked her head into his neck, hands trailing down his still clothed body.
“Did you get anything else?”
“I don’t know what came over me. You just looked so…” Raiden cleared his throat even as he tugged her against him, hands trailing soft trails down her spine, lingering over the feel of silk beneath his fingertips. “What brought this on?”
“I could tell you were holding back a bit, treating me like glass.” Y/n replied honestly. “Wanted to see if I could give you a little encouragement. That’s all.”
“Well it worked.” Raiden replied, rolling over so he could face her, placing a gentle kiss against her lips. Then, his face scrunched up in thought. “Wait. Is this what you and Johnny were giggling about last week? Did you?” He frowned. “Did you go lingerie shopping together?”
“He might have recommended a few things.” Y/n kissed him again. “Is that a problem?” She saw him glance down again, eyes already foggy with renewed interest and he smiled.
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venussaidso · 11 months ago
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Watching Rooney Mara's old interviews and thinking how tf she sounds so much like Grimes and then realized that they both share the same moon nakshatra 🥴
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vertexline · 8 months ago
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A certain someone isn't too jazzed about sprouting a third eye over night
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dykedvonte · 8 months ago
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I think i dislike the idea gen 3 synths have any noticeable mechanic parts besides the component (and probs brain tissue) due to the horror of it all existential or not.
It's almost canon that not many wastelanders know about the synth component and if they do they don't know how to get it out without killing the individual making synth hunts risky. They too think when they kill a synth they will see gears and coolant and wires and something distinctly telling them that this thing is not like them.
So imagine a group so excited cause they caught a synth, they caught a synth and plan to execute it. The synth is begging for it's life either denying that it is a synth or promising to never bother them again if they just let it go. But they don't and they line up and they fire and they are expecting grease and oil and the distinct sound of metal piercing metal but they get none of that.
They get blood and guts and lots of it. Lots more than they expected from something they didn't expect to have it.
At first, they think it's a trick of the light or lack thereof. That the liquid pouring out of the multiple new wounds they created isn't what they think. That the metallic smell is just from whatever scrap it was made of. So they poke around it more and it's sickening. There are bones and tendons. Blood and meat and it's so real but they know it was a synth.
He admitted it when they stormed into his home, the house he had welcomed them any plenty of times in they days leading up. When he was dragged through the town that he helped build and put before a kangaroo court. Even when he was begging to keep his life. To keep on living just as he was, as they were.
"But he was a synth, he..." And they realized they stopped calling him it and they realize that they didn't just kill something but someone.
There would be something in the air. They knew but did they really know? He said it but wouldn't you admit to whatever you're accused of when cornered and scared and just wanting it to stop? He was a synth but what does that mean now? Did it matter that much to do this to someone they once called a friend? Now that his insides were forced out and the only inhuman thing they found was how it happened.
But that's how it goes and they clean up even though their consciousness is anything but. They look at each other and they know they stopped another one of them from being taken and becoming like him. They know they are staring at another human and that's all that matters...
Or that's what they keep telling themselves.
#like this is especoally worse and sadder and scarier when the synth doesn't know or was replaced and genuienly believes they are real#like all your friends want you dead and you find your not human but there is no real difference#or you killed a synth expecting components like gen 1 2s or early gen 3s and only seeing what you got and having that moment#that reflection that you took life no matter if you thought it was an insult to yours#anway gen 3 synths are blood and flesh fortified and only like their brain is odd and techy and thats pushing it#i like think synths bodies are more effected by FEV than tech like a supermutants where it is the perfected formula but the catch is you#must build the person so its intertwined with their DNA instead of rewriting it like with supermutants. Their brains are weird but mostly#organic and would have nodes in them that connect to their synth component that works as their initial programming/activator that connects#to the nodes when they first wake up only for the actual neurons in the brains to fire and start devolping human like experiences and#personality that the institute crushes through inputs to the component threats and etc... Ergo if the component was gone you'd never be abl#to tell besides DNA and the synth runs no risk of going berserk as the activator can never trigger.#again psa the synth that attacked in diamond city was still a prototype and not a full gen 3 synth as those bleed and need like regular#humans.#fallout#fallout 4#fo4#synths fo4#fo4 synths#i should just wrtie a fanfic cause what the fuck is this
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stressedanime · 10 months ago
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just woke up from the most heart wrenching dream about a possible will solace fic but i don’t think i could even bring myself to write it
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gonkaccino · 2 days ago
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I have been fighting this bandit for over 2 hours. I could easily walk away and beat his brains in with a rock later, but my pride tells me surely if I try again I'll be able to overpower him with my bare hands this time.
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skoulsons · 2 years ago
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hey, it’s me. your friendly neighborhood brainrotting sucker for tlou’s winter, especially joel and ellie’s embrace that will move mountains and bring the moon down
Like, we’re getting it. For those who know the game, WE’RE GETTING THAT. that monumental moment. THEIR moment. and for those who don’t, buckle up because it is a moment to behold.
They’ve gone through so much. And now, the past few weeks, he’s been out cold and she’s been having to take care of him. Sleepless nights, hunting alone, the lurking fear that he may just…die in his sleep. How she had to exert herself so much getting him to safety and has had to feed him and stitch him up with unclean materials and take care of a whole grown man for weeks.
And then he finds her and they hug and it is…ethereal. He’s alive. She’s alive. They’re okay. They’re together. They’re safe. She can relax for the first time in weeks. She can let him hold her and follow his breathing and steady herself in his heartbeat. And he gets to hold on to his entire world. A months long relationship and the things they’ve gone through all built up to this. This hug culminates everything from shooting Bryan, to losing Henry and Sam, to ranch argument, everything. It gives and tells her everything she needs to hear from him. It’s an “I’m sorry.” “Thank you.” “You did so good.” “Are you okay?” “You’re safe now.” “I’m proud of you.” “I love you.” It’s every reassurance she’ll ever need. It’s all the love he has to offer her in one action. It’s relief and comfort knowing she’s safe in his embrace now. How he’ll say ‘baby girl’, that beautiful term of endearment and nickname for Sarah. How Ellie has become that now and how he’ll say it without hesitation. Because that’s what she is. Because she’s his daughter
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quietlyblooms · 4 months ago
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you can pry chiyo being badly injured but acting cheery and peachy keen for her loved one from my cold dead hands 🔪
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doxytoy · 9 months ago
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I love a good knot just as much as the next horndog, but you know what potential we’re sleeping on?
Barbed penis.
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todayisafridaynight · 2 years ago
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:)
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IT'S A FINE KIRIN
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soup-is-here · 1 year ago
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like fr tho when you talk about ocd symptoms with people who don’t have it you really walking on eggshells🧍‍♀️
Honestly !! Ive had some Gross ones since like 12 years old that I've kept p hidden for years. The amount of times I've heard "you sound insane" just from family members?? Like damn I guess I'll go be distressed without any adult emotional support then
The only person I talk about the bad ones with now is my therapist so I don't ruin my Well-Adjusted persona
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