#Brusie

[voodoo-economics]

you're krusie for a brusie

[ruporas]

☀️

[ID: Digital illustration in color of Vash and Wolfwood from Trigun Maximum. It’s two 3 panel comics that illustrates the same sequence. The first focuses on Vash. In the first panel, he’s in a hurried motion with a worried expression. In the second, he’s stopped, huffing a breath out as he’s scanning for Wolfwood (not pictured). In the final panel, he breaks out into a relieved smile, eyes lighting up with warm cheeks.

The second comic focuses on Wolfwood. In the first panel, he’s looking downwards to the right with a cigarette in his mouth, wearing a neutral expression. On his face are notable scratch marks to indicate him being in a fight prior. In the second panel, he turns towards the viewer, lifting his head as he notices Vash (as from the previous sequence). In the final panel, he smiles warmly with teeth and holds up a peace sign. END ID]

[ID: Sketchy black and white drawings of Vash and Wolfwood, continuing off the comic. Wolfwood’s back is to the viewer while Vash’s profile can be seen, now by Wolfwood’s side. He has a bright smile as he says to Wolfwood, “You’re safe!” Wolfwood responses, bearing a grin too, “Who do ya think yer talking to? ‘Course I am. Look, I got them alive.” He points to two figures who are tied up and have comically large head bumps. Vash looks to them with an uncertain expression as he says, “Oh! You did, huh… Are you sure they’re alive?” Wolfwood, with a more irritated expression, responds “What, didn’t think I could do it?” Vash says, “No, no! I knew you could!” and pats Wolfwood on the cheek and his head comfortingly. END ID]

[pastadoughie]

yaknow i wish people didnt act like having areas of skin that are different shades was a feature exclusive to black peoples hands like, thats a really noticable area so when people get it wrong its pretty obvious but even in white people the palms of your hands are a noticably different color then the back

skin color is not even on literally anybody you are always going to have variations in shades and undertones in different sections of your body and when trying to draw skin more accurately that really shouldnt stop at just using a lighter shade on the hands of ur poc chrs

im white so i cant speak abt darker skin tones that much, but i think that people rlly need to stop acting like stuff like having variations in skin shade is a feature exclusive to them everybody has melinin and its gonna be distributed acrosss your skin differently always and you trying to be more accurate in how u draw skin shouldnt end at instagram info graphics abt how to draw black people better you should be looking at photos and at yourself (even if youre white, black people are not a different species and traits can & do apply to both groups) and trying to notice various features because thats always gonna give you a more accurate picture of things

[promptsforyourwhumpfic]

Whump Prompt #1370

Whumptober #20: Shoulder to Cry On

This one is for the stoic whumpee: the character who keeps everything bottled up because everyone and the world comes before they do. It just does.

Getting their chores done is more important than dwelling on the past - as is planning the next mission/excursion/event. If they stop, the emotions begin to pile on, and that’s not a luxury they allow themselves. What kind of leader would they be if they couldn’t handle the thoughts in their own head?

They keep their discomfort pressed down. Even with one failure after another and mounting pressures from peers and the upper ranks alike, they still hold themselves together for the team. They plaster on a smile that doesn't reach their eyes as they try and inspire and lead their team to success. They try and give reassurances despite everything going wrong.

It's after a particularly trying couple of days, they find themselves outside at night. They sit in the cool grass, staring up at the stars. They're bruised and exhausted, but otherwise alive. They can sense the bubbling emotions under their skin, and they use every technique they can remember to supress them (taking deep breaths, plucking at the grass etc). Sadly, they are unable to prolong the inevitable as a friend sits close to them. Their arms brush and the stoic character allows their head to drop onto their shoulder.

"It's okay, boss." Utters the friend.

And the tears begin to fall.

[mothmothwoth]

WOW. you clearly haven’t been irrevocably changed by a piece of media- and it shows

[huesofannabell]

Goretober Day 8 - Beaten/Brusied

I drew The Damsel for this one! <3

[inlovewithpandora]

- In The Shadows -

Pairing: Ao’nung [19] x fem!Sully!reader [19] (ft. Ronal & Sully Brothers)

Synopsis: When you and Ao’nung first locked eyes it was like love at first sight. After both of you officially became a couple Ao’nung started to worry. He was scared that his reputation would falter if people knew he was with a ‘four-fingered freak’ so he decided to keep you hidden from the world, which mutilated your heart in the process.

Content/Warnings: Secret Relationship, Ao’nung being a butthole, Ao’nung having two personas, emotional manipulation, lying, light fluff/kissing, suggestive content/allusions of sex, heartbroken reader, man-handling, arguing, crying, mention of bruise, angst, hurt w/ comfort, strong language, Ronal being nice and accepting, the sully brothers ready to kill Ao’nung

Author’s Note: I’ve been working on this fic for weeks now and it’s finally finished! I was inspired to write this when I listened to Love In The Dark by Adele

- I hope you all enjoy!

- Please excuse any mistakes!

Word Count: 3.7-3.8k

Glossary: syulang - flower | Tsakarem - Tsah��k in training | Tsahìk - Spiritual Leader | sayrìp - handsome | skxawng - idiot, moron | kalweyaveng - son of a bitch | tsmuke - sister

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When you and your family first came to Awa'atlu Ao'nung immediately caught your eye and you lit a sparkle in his. Both of you drew to each other like a magnet and ever since then both of you became inseparable. When Ao'nung asked you to become his girlfriend you were head over heels. You were so ecstatic to finally have him, to claim him as your boyfriend.

When you began to tell him how you were excited to do romantic things together like walking around the village with your hands intertwined with his or riding ilu's together his ears pinned to his skull. "I was thinking that maybe we should keep us a secret..."

"A secret? Why?" You questioned while scanning his ocean blue irises, trying to figure out the reason why he would rather keep this love to himself instead of sharing it with the world.

"Because, you know how my mother is and I just don't want her to get upset and try to separate or forbid us." he muttered as he gazes down at the ground, trying not to make eye contact with you so you wouldn’t see through this facade.

"You really think she would do that to us?" You didn't want to keep your relationship a secret, you wanted to freely be with him without any restrictions.

"She could and I don't want to lose you. I would rather be with you in the shadows of the night than not have you at all" he emphasizes his point by taking his hand and cupping your cheek, holding intense eye contact while he continues to persuade you.

The words falling from his lips sounded sweet but it was all lies, he's feeding you words that are filled with pure deceit. He spins you into this web hoping that his sugar-coated words were enough to get you to agree and in the end they were.

You agreed to the secret arrangement. For you as long as you had him it was enough, no matter the circumstances.

—

Being with Ao'nung was amazing. He was sweet, kind, and loving. After Dark, when both of your families were fast asleep the two of you would sneak to the jungle and indulge in nightly swims inside the small bodies of water. Watching his chiseled physique glisten under the moonlight, his wet black hair flowing down his back as it stuck to his skin, and the smile on his face was a majestic sight.

You couldn't avert your gaze from him no matter how hard you tried. "Come on syulang, get in the water instead of gawking at me." He teases, his infamous smirk plastered on his face as he caught you basically undressing him with your eyes.

When you realize you were caught a purple hue spreads across your cheeks, feeling slightly embarrassed that he noticed your wandering eyes. You moved your feet from the jungle floor and walked into the cool body of water. You swam gracefully toward Ao'nung and once you were close enough to him you planted your feet and stood in front of him. "I wasn't gawking at you, I was just...admiring you." A soft smile tugs at your lips as your finger trails up Ao'nung's abs and chest, wanting to feel the body that you loved to claim.

As your hand moves across Ao'nung's teal skin he could feel his level of desire and lust increasing the more your hand grazes different areas of his skin. He moved his hand down the small of your back, pulling you closer to him, causing your breasts to press lightly against his chest. "I love when you admire me but I think it's time I admire you now." When he finishes his sentence he pulls you in for a heated and hungry kiss, devouring your lips as if they were his favorite thing in the world.

Ao'nung gently taps the back of your thighs, indicating that he wants to pick you up so you grant his access, jumping up slightly and wrapping your slender legs around his torso. Without breaking the kiss, he carries you to the mossy jungle floor and lays you down gently as he continues to show your body affection.

He trails wet kisses down your frame until he reaches your loincloth, "I waited all day to have you like this..." he verbalizes softly as he unties your loincloth and pulls it down which exposed your slick-covered core, "you look so beautiful syulang" Ao'nung's murmurs as he dives between your legs, ready to devour you as if you were his prey.

You loved this Ao'nung, the one who showered you with affection, took care of your every desire, and the one who treated you as if you were the most delicate flower on Pandora.

It's the other Ao'nung you didn't like... the Public Ao'nung.

When you were out in public Ao'nung blatantly ignores you as if the love that both of you share is nonexistent. Whenever you walked in his direction he would turn away, around his friends he would look you up and down with disgust-filled eyes, and he wouldn't even utter a word to you.

As you walked through the village you saw Ao'nung and his friends standing near the pier. When Ao'nung looked over in your direction you gave him a loving smile and a wave. When his friends saw this gesture their faces scrunched up, "Why is that freak waving at you Ao'nung?" One of his friends asked

Ao'nung shrugs his shoulders "I don't know, that demon blood is probably messing with her brain" his comments earn laughs from the whole circle which boosts his ego. He wanted to wave back and flash you a smile, run up to you and give you a loving hug but he couldn’t. He couldn’t let his friends see him in that way with you so he looks at you with cold dead eyes before turning back and chatting with his friends.

This side of him you hated, the two of you would have the best time the night before or sneak off during the day and show each other some much-needed affection, and then when he got around other Na'vi he would even bat an eye at you.

Over time you just grew to accept his foul treatment even though it broke a little piece of your heart each time. You knew this is what you had to endure to be with him so you just sucked it up and dealt with him and his two personas.

Every time you feel like it was becoming too much, that this burden of secrecy was gnawing at your core you would play the words he spoke to you the night he asked you to become his 'I would rather be with you in the shadows of the night than not have you at all'

Knowing that he would go through this just so his mother didn't find out made you feel like he truly loved you and that you could handle the way he treats you in public because he has to deal with worse when trying to hide it from Ronal.

If only you knew his true reason behind keeping you a secret...

—

As you walked toward the village you saw Ronal struggling to carry some of her healing supplies, "I can help you carry those Ronal" you give her a soft smile, grabbing the items she was struggling with so you could lighten her load.

Ronal looks down at you for a few moments before stiffly nodding her head, "Follow me" You trailed behind her as she walked into the healing pod. Once you were inside you placed everything on the floor.

As you were about to turn around and walk out you heard Ronal call for you, "Come sit with me"

You walk over and sit down next to her nervously as you tried to figure out why Ronal wanted you to stay. As you sat down she handed you a mortar and pestle that was filled with a numerous amount of herbs. You began to crush them lightly, turning them into paste consistency as Ronal began to speak.

"You know I wasn't too fond of you and your family when you first arrived, I thought that you wouldn't be able to pull your weight around the village but you proved me wrong" While she speaks she doesn't turn to look at you, instead she focuses on making herbal remedies.

Ronal did have her doubts about you and your family since you were forest people but now that she has watched each one of your family members excel in their way of life you all have earned her respect.

"Tsireya told me that you were training under Mo'at as Tsakarem back in the forest..."

You immediately nod your head in agreement, "Yes I was" You loved learning from your grandmother. Being able to learn all her techniques and skills made you proud to be her grandchild, proud to be the heir of the Tsahìk title.

She turned her head and finally faced you, "How about you come by a few times a week and take lessons with Tsireya? I know she would love for you to learn alongside her" Ronal knew you had potential and she wanted to help mold you and not let your skills falter just because you left the forest.

Hearing her say that made a bright smile appear on your lips, you were already excited for your future lessons, "Yes I would love that!"

"Come by tomorrow after lunch. Tsireya and I will be waiting for you"

"Thank you for this opportunity Ronal"

"You're welcome" She grabs the mortar and pestle from your hands and begins to shoo you away, "Now run along and have some fun" She gave you a small smile, the first time you'd seen her smile since the Tulkun returned.

You say your goodbyes to Ronal and then you begin to walk through the village. As you walked along the bouncy pathways you were so happy, happy that you were now going to be doing the thing you loved which was practice healing and you were even happier that Ronal approved of you.

Knowing that she liked you made your heart feel like it would burst at the seams because it meant you wouldn't have to hide your relationship with Ao'nung anymore. You didn't have to love him in the dark any longer, you both could be together whenever and wherever you desired.

You were so excited to tell Ao'nung what just happened, to tell him that he no longer had to worry. You began wandering all over the village to find him so you could tell him the amazing news.

—

As you walk near the beach you saw Ao'nung standing near the ilu pen. Your lips curled into a smile as you watched him feed and care for the ilu’s. This is the Ao'nung you loved to be around, the persona of him you adored. You step off the pathway and began walking on the sand so you could talk to him.

"Hey, sayrìp! Are you almost done here because I—" Your sentence became lodged in your throat when you felt Ao'nung's hand tightly wrap around your bicep as he dragged you along the beach to somewhere that no one could see or hear the two of you.

"Ao'nung what are you?—" Once he was somewhere he felt no one could see he let you go and shoved you into the huge boulder behind you which made you wince.

"what the fuck do you want?" He growled as he towered over you with fire in his eyes, "Why are you coming up to me in public?! You know I don't want you coming up to me where people could see us!" His voice was deep and dark, he was honestly scaring you. He's never handled you this way before, seething with anger and getting physical.

"I-I just wanted to t-tell you that I was talking to your mother and—"

"My mother?! You were talking to my mother?!"

"Yes...She was just telling me that I could—"

You could feel anger radiating off his body, hearing that you spoke to his mother infuriated him because now his lie could no longer be in effect, "Why did you talk to her?!"

"Well... I ran into her while I was walking in the village. I helped her carry some things to her healing pod and then she told me that she wanted to train me. She likes me Ao'nung. We don't have to hide our relationship anymore, and you don't have to worry about her forbidding us," You place your hand on his cheek and cup it gently "W-We can truly be together now."

Ao'nung's veins run cold as he feels your touch. His lie has now shriveled up to the point where he can't use that as an excuse, "No we can't, we can never be public." he moves your hand from his face and looks down at the ground.

"What? W-Why not?" Your brows furred as your voice raised in confusion, you couldn't understand how this wasn't the right time when Ronal wasn't an issue anymore.

"Because I said so, that's why!"

"That isn’t a reason Ao’nung!" The tension between both of you was thick, you could see something swirling inside Ao'nung. It was as if the words were at the tip of his tongue, about to be spoken but you could tell there was some restraint.

"Tell me Ao'nung! Tell me!" You shouted in his face, trying to make him spill his guts, trying to pull the truth out of him.

"I don't want to be seen with you okay?! There I said it! Are you happy now?!"

Your ears pin down as your lips begin to tremble, "D-Don't want to be seen with me? I- Ao'nung what are you talking about?"

"I don't want my friends to see me with you, the clan will think I'm a skxawng for dating someone with demon blood. My friends will think I'm crazy for dating someone that isn't Metkayina." Ao'nung continues to ramble, telling you the multiple different reasons why he didn't want to go public with you.

Hearing each reason of his reasons made your eyes gloss. Hearing him refer to you as a 'demon' made you feel sick to the stomach, "That's how you think of me Ao'nung?! You see me as a demon?! You don't want to be with me because of what people will think, what your stupid friends will think?"

"Yes, I care what they think! They're my friends, the people grew up with! I'm future Olo'eyktan, I have to care about how the clan sees me!"

"S-So that's all you care about? Your fucking reputation?" Your voice begins to heighten as your body runs hot from the whirlwind of emotions twirling inside you, "All this time I decided to take all your shit because I loved you and I thought you were sacrificing for me and you were lying the whole time?!" the tears that were welling in your eyes were now streaming down your face.

You couldn't believe Ao'nung would do something like this to you. You took up with his harsh words, treatment, and actions, and he just attempted to hide you away as if you were a deranged person who needed to be concealed.

"Do you even love me Ao'nung?! Was that a lie too?!"

"N-No that wasn't a lie, that was true." Ao'nung did truly love you. Your beautiful voice, the way your Omatikaya accent presented itself whenever you were happy or excited, the way your eyes twinkled under the sunlight, everything about you Ao'nung loved. It just wasn't enough to make him love you in the light of day which hurt you the most.

"I still want to be with you syulang..." he places his hands on both of your shoulders, gliding his thumbs against your midnight blue skin. As he spoke he began to feed you those same sugar-coated words, the same words he used to make you his girlfriend. His way with words were hypnotizing, he was beginning to get you in the frame of mind for you to agree.

For you to agree to keep being his secret lover, in the shadows of the night. But you could no longer handle being his secret anymore.

"No..No..No" you shake your head, swatting his hands off your skin "If you don't want to be with me in public, I don't want to be with you at all... so what do you say Ao'nung? Do you want to be together in public this time, for us to enjoy each other in the light of day?" Your amber eyes were glimmering with hope, hoping that Ao'nung would finally change, that he would finally be with you fully and not be ashamed.

"I-I can't y/n, I love you but I can't..." A single tear falls from his eye, knowing that he hurt you made him feel bad but he valued his self-image more.

Your tail wagged aggressively behind you, knowing that he didn't fully want you crushed your soul, "SCREW YOU AO'NUNG!" You hissed as you shoved him so hard into his chest that the wind was knocked out of his lungs, "You're a real kalweyaveng! A fucking jerk! I hate you!" You loved him, every fiber in your body loved him, and the fact that he used you, played with your emotions as if you meant nothing cut deep.

"I'm sorry syulang but I-"

"Save that weak ass apology Ao'nung and stop calling me that! You don’t even truly mean it! Every term of endearment you’ve spoken has been a lie because if it wasn’t we wouldn’t be in this fucked up situation! I don't EVER want to talk to you again!" You stormed away, red hot with anger, nonstop tears staining your cheeks, and your body ached from feeling heartbroken.

You went to your marui and you were thankful that no one was home. You went to your room, pulled your privacy curtain open, and plopped onto your bed. As you cried into your pillow your thoughts couldn't do anything but consume you.

You began to wonder why Eywa decided to inflict such torture on you, wondering why Ao'nung couldn't love you properly, wondering why he was ashamed of you, and why he could only love you when no one else was watching.

As the volume of your sobs intensified your head began to throb in pain. You couldn't even concentrate on your surroundings anymore, the only thing you could hear was your painful sobs.

Neteyam got home from finishing his clan duties, ready to rest for the remainder of the day. As he walked through the mauri he didn't see anyone but he heard cries and sniffles. When he realized they were coming from your room his tail began to curl up behind him, he hated hearing you cry. Since he was your older brother he wanted to protect you and keep you safe.

"y/n are you okay? What happened?" He pulled back your privacy curtain and it revealed you laying on your stomach with your face buried in your pillow.

"L-Leave me alone Neteyam, I *sniffle* don't want to talk about it" You sit up and place your feet on the floor, trying to wipe the tears that were continually pouring down your cheeks.

Neteyam took a look at your whole appearance and as his eyes scanned your arm he could see a purple bruise which angered him but he didn't show it because he knew that wouldn't help you in your fragile state.

Neteyam sat down next to you while wrapping his arm around your shoulder and pulling you into his embrace, "tsmuke please tell me what's wrong, I want to help you. Bare your soul with me so I can understand the reason for your tears."

feeling Neteyam's warm embrace, his soothing voice and his calming presence caused more tears to flow harder down your face as you opened up. "I-It's A-Ao'nung," your voice is soft as you speak, trying to repress your crying hiccups from surfacing.

Neteyam's brow bones furrowed at the mention of Ao'nung, "What did that skxawng do?"

You took a deep breath, trying to pull yourself somewhat together so your words could be coherent when you told Neteyam the story. "We were dating, a couple." Neteyam's eyes widened at the newfound information.

He of course didn't know you were dating him or that you were even interested in Ao'nung which caught him off guard a little but he continued giving you his undivided attention.

"I just broke up with him because I found out that he didn't want to be seen around the village with me. The only thing he values is his friend's opinion, he didn't even truly love me enough to be with me in public. He manipulated me, making me believe that Ronal didn't want us together so we had to keep it a secret but in reality, he didn't want me to ruin his stupid reputation."

Neteyam's jaw tensed as he processed your words. He was shocked at first but it quickly turned to fuming anger, "Did he give you that bruise too?" A growl rumbled from his throat as he once again looked at the purple handprint around your bicep.

"When I tried to talk to him he snatched me up and shoved me because he didn't want anyone to see us together" As you relive the event that just occurred you could still feel Ao'nung dark presence around you. His coldness was still on your skin and that only made you feel worse.

"I'm gonna kill him for hurting you." saying that Neteyam was mad was a complete understatement. Knowing that someone hurt you emotionally and physically, manipulated and played you like you were an idiot made him want to go ballistic.

As Neteyam continued seething with raw anger while trying to comfort you to the best of his ability Lo'ak walked in, "What's up you guys?"

Lo'ak felt the anger and tension in the atmosphere which made him concerned, "What happened?" Lo'ak looked between you and Neteyam waiting for someone to give him some answers

"Ao'nung happened, he treats our tsmuke like shit and thinks he can get away with it."

Hearing you and Ao'nung in the same sentence instantly made Lo'ak pissed, he didn't even need to hear the full story. He could see you were hurting and that was enough for him "Let's go kick his ass"

Watching Lo'ak pound his fists together as he cracks his knuckles weren't a good sign, "Please don't fight him, I don't want you both getting in trouble with Dad over this" Lo'ak was already in trouble for starting an argument with some boys in the village and this would only add fuel to the fire.

"I don't give two shits about getting in trouble with Dad right now, Ao'nung is going to pay for hurting you. Plus when Dad hears the full story I doubt he'll even be mad anymore." Lo'ak said as he grabbed your hand and pulled you out of the mauri and toward the village.

"Now tell me where that bitch is so I can cave his face in." As you looked up at Lo'ak you could see the rage stirring up inside him just waiting to be unleashed.

You knew this was definitely going to end badly but you didn't care because Ao'nung deserved it.

Every punch, kick, and insult your brothers give him he deserves because he decided to love you in the shadows.

I hope you enjoyed💗!

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A/N: I didn’t feel like writing the fight scene so just imagine the one from the movie just more insults, intense fighting, and Ao’nung getting beat to a pulp😎!

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[datchidatchi]

🔪💖🩸🩹

[pieflavoredartz]

(CLICKY FOR BETTA.. QUAILTYYYYY)

oh hes gorjus.. 🖤🤎💛🤍💜🖤

(I.D: dragona from jojo’s bizzare adventure: jojolands. he has brown skin, shoulder lenght black locs adorned with serveral gold clips, shells n beads. they have a headwear that i drew as a wing (bc idk what it was pfft) n rose like flowers coloured in the black enby flag that go around her head n shoulders. he has their right hand placed on her chest n a cheery look on his face; lookin off inta da right. END I.D)

[sobersturniolos]

STOP YOUR WHINING.

a matt sturniolo fic; or is it ?

warnings: smut, fluff , overstimulation, aftercare, cockwarming ( sit on that dick sis 👅), softdom!matt/ chris , sub!reader, use of Y/N ( i have to.. i have no choice )

plot;your youtube channel finally hit 4 million subscribers, as a ‘ treat ‘ from your boyfriend and his triplet brothers took you out for your favorite food, you were mad at your boyfriend for having a attitude with you earlier; but you know it’s not gonna last very long.

୨୧ ୨୧ ୨୧ ୨୧ ୨୧ ୨୧ ୨୧ ୨୧ ୨୧ ୨୧ ୨୧ ୨୧ ୨୧

you and your boyfriend; matt sturniolo were in your room changing for your celebration, he had a certain look on his face as he was helping you get dressed.

‘ you like this, or this one. huh, pretty ? ‘

you picked out the outfit you wanted, which was one of his favorite shirts and some flared jeans with rhinestones on the two back pockets.

‘ what the fuck are you guys doing in there ? you better not be fucking again we got places to be. ‘ his brother , nick yelled from his room.

you and matt rolled your eyes and continued helping each other get dressed.

not too long later; you end up sitting on his lap at the diner, as a ‘ joke ‘ he slapped your ass and you turned to him glaring at him.

‘ oh, stop your whining, pretty. ‘ matt said.

‘ whatever. ‘ you said, rolling your eyes and listening in to the argument chris and nick were having over who had the best fit on.

since his shirt was obviously oversized on you. he pushed you up and pulled on your waistband on your jeans.

‘you want me to pull these down, pretty?’ he whispered.

‘ yes, please ‘ you nodded back in response.

he put the over sized shirt over your ass and pulled your pants down to get access to your already leaking entrance.

‘ i’m so fucked. ‘ you thought, hoping nobody catches you.

he pushed his shaft into you, letting you cockwarm him until later on, ( wink wink ).

‘ fuck. ‘ you said , lowly.

‘ what’s wrong, y/n ? ‘ his brother, nick asked in concern.

‘ nothing, i’m just starving. ‘ you replied, hoping nobody else asks you anything.

‘ me too, i’ve been waiting to come here ‘ nick replied back to you, doing a little dance earning laughs from everyone else at the table.

matt held your hips and whispered into your ear again. ‘ just wait until we get home. ‘

i’m absolutely fucked now.

you noticed that his brother chris kept giving glares at you two, as if he knew what was going on.

you then got a text from him, your face dropping immediately.

you then saw that he said that he didn’t want you to be all tied up when you got back , what did that mean?

matt was leaving out soon to go buy stuff from target and other stores for her gifts, and he only told chris.

you put your phone down and started ordering for yourself.

‘ and what would you like, ma’am? ‘

‘ uhm, i’d like the shrimp pasta please. ‘

‘ and what to drink ? ‘ the waiter replied.

‘dr pepper. ‘

the waiter walked away from the table to go get the food.

matt took his dick out of you slowly, putting it back in his boxers as you pulled back up your pants by yourself.

chris noticed this and smirked at you; he was awfully quiet this whole encounter.

chris let out a hiss as he put his hands over his pants.

later on; after everybody ate their food and celebrated her channels milestones they all got in the car. nick fell asleep ; chris was on his phone the whole time; brii fell asleep on chris’s shoulder by accident; and matt was the only one alert and awake

‘ okay pretty , i’m leaving out to go grab “ stuff “ you stay here. ‘

you kissed him and went into your room , changed into pajama pants and a regular shirt and your crocs chris got you years back.

you heard a tap at your door and got up and opened it; it was chris.

‘ what do you want ? ‘ you said, doing the handshake with him that you made.

‘ yknow what i’m here for, y/n. ‘ he said, glaring down into your eyes

‘ what do you mean, chris. ‘ you said, gaining a attitude.

he shut the door behind him, guiding you to the bed by your waist and laying you down.

you subconsciously leaned in to kiss him and he automatically returned the favor

he managed to slip his tongue into your mouth; your tongues basically fighting each other in your mouth.

he then moved his hand into your pajama pants, fondling with your sensitive clit.

‘ fuck. ‘ you said outloud, closing your eyes but trying your hardest not to give chris any of your attention.

‘ cmon, y/n. you know you wanna give me atleast some attention.’ he fake whined

stop your whining. you told him.

‘ oh really? let’s see about that y/n. ‘ he replied

then ; he moved down to your pajama pants, pulling them down and then also subconsciously pulling down your panties

you bit your lip, trying not to moan, playing this game of not giving him any attention.

‘ cmon, where’s my attention , ma ? ‘

he then started to tease your clit, making you whine quietly, atleast you thought you were being quiet.

he then got up on top of you, sticking his shaft inside you softly.

‘ tell me when your ready.’ ; he said, atleast he cared.

‘ i think i’m ready now. ‘ you replied

he then started to move inside you, already hitting that sweet spot for you. then feeling like it was time to move faster he did just as he thought; moving his hips at a faster pace. he gripped your hips as he started to go faster and faster.

you absolutely broke. ‘ oh fuck, chris ! ‘

‘ there’s my girl. ‘ chris said, holding the sides of your stomach

‘ fuck. ‘

chris kept going, speeding up multiple times and slowing down, teasing her. this caused you to whine about being teased

‘ stop your whining. ‘ he said,

chris then leaned in for a kiss, making her whine into his mouth.

she clenched around him signaling her orgasm, her legs started to shake.

‘ go ahead, cum for me. ‘ he said, then rubbing her sensitive clit to make her shake more; he started to get close himself, removing his hand from her clit and then scratching her sides, bruising her slightly.

after they both rode out their orgasms, chris took her to take a bath, running warm water for her, since she was already undressed he didn’t have to undress her all over again ; he placed her into the water .

‘ which soap do you want , pretty girl? ‘

she pointed to a scented soap , he poured it into her loofah and bathing her, letting her rest.

he then got some clothes laid out for her, dressing her and then placing her into her bed.

a/n first luh smut or whatever how u doinnn 👅👅

[chaseisglitched]

Egotober/Septictober Day 1: Cape/Black and Blue

hello hello it's october. time for art :D

[yourgoddessethereal]

🖤❤️𝓣𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝓮. 𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽'𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓯𝓪𝓿𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓿𝓲𝓮𝔀?❤️🖤

[ayyy-imma-ninja]

Sunny sure does like tickling ribs~

So many questions popped into my head holy heck-!

I wonder what this Rulebreaker did~ But yes I have torture related questions about the comic

How did the marks on the Rulebreaker ribs appear? Just due to the amount of times the game has repeated and those are friction marks? Or maybe burn marks...?

And I hope Sunny's not punching hard enough for the sternum (the center vertical ribcage bone) to break and fracture the important organs around it! I doubt they would want the game to end so soon and definitely not on such a sour note~

As excited as we people are for your comic, don't overwork yourself please! Take careee~

This Rulebreaker is practically an NPC. Who they are, what they did to make them a Rulebreaker is entirely up to your imagination.

The markings on the ribs are bruising and signs on internal damage. I didn’t wanna focus too much attention on the injuries (that and I suck at drawing bruises ;w;) and the wounds are from repeated blows.

Sun is showing restraint, delivering enough force to the ribcage to not only knock the wind out of the Rulebreaker, but also apply pressure to the ribs to where they eventually fracture or even break. This game can go on for a while if he wanted.

Much to Moon’s dismay.

[ants-personal]

i just think we need more of benson tied up and letting randy have fun with him