#Evil Hawks

[divorcedwife]

bishop, knight, queen, rook

[astrofals]

harpy leon doodles :33

[wzkfuu]

SAVE A HORSE (ride a cowboy)

cowboy!leon x fem!reader

summary: THIS IS FREAKY .. u guys are just hornballs

notes: reader wears a dress and thats all ok bye

Everything that needed to be done has been done. Pretty quickly, actually.

The stables were clean, the animals well-fed, and there was still the rest of the day ahead with more work to do. Probably need to hop on the tractor to take care of the cornfields later in the afternoon. Ah, and there’s that broken, rickety fence for the goats that needs fixing too. But for now, Leon could rest.

Oh yeah, a damn well-deserved rest after this busy morning.

Hat on his face and hands behind his head, Leon was slowly relaxing, his butt perfectly nestled on a heap of hay. He could hear the horses neighing and cows lowing from afar, and he didn't give a damn. Nothing could disturb his peace.

The sun rays hitting his legs warmed him up, and the pile of straw lightly scratching the bits of skin that showed wasn’t that bad either. It was rather comfy. Another thing that was comfy was his lap, apparently, given how often she climbed up.

And right now was no exception. It was like she knew exactly when Leon took a break! Mind-reading powers or something like that. Or maybe she just knew his schedule by heart now.

"Hey, don't you see I'm tryin' to let loose?" Oh, the laughter in his voice was so audible he couldn't hide it from her . She jumped in his lap just like he predicted, all giddy and happy to bother him. "Ah, God. Stop that!" His retort was playful as he tried to prevent those annoying hands from messing with his hair or playing with his hat. Ugh, his alone time was over.

She squirmed like a damn worm on his thighs, making Leon sink even more into the haystack. "I swear, if your parents see us like this, I'm gonna get kicked out." And he couldn't be more right. If her mom and dad saw their farmer boy with their sweet child like this... oh dear, he preferred not to imagine the rest. Yet despite the very tiny risk, Leon's hands stayed on her hips.

Hell yes. That damn ass is gonna get him fired one day. No doubt.

“They won’t silly!” She smiled brightly, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she reached out and gently took his hat from his head. With a playful flick of her wrist, she positioned it atop her own head, adjusting it so that it sat just right. The hat, slightly too large for her, slipped down over her eyes for a moment, creating a comical look that made her giggle.

"Oh, shut up!" Leon groaned, rolling his eyes dramatically. Of course she would say that. She always did. Always so sure of herself, always thinking she knew everything. He bet she had a plan to get him fired.

His fingers dug into the soft flesh of her hips, gripping tightly. "You think I don't know what you're up to? Huh? Trying to get me in trouble with your parents?" Leon's voice was low and gravelly, tinged with amusement.

He yanked her closer, her body flush against his. The heat of her skin seeped through the thin fabric of her dress, igniting a fire in Leon's veins. "Well, it's not gonna work, sweetheart. I'm not that easy."

Leon's free hand slid up her spine, fingers splaying across the smooth expanse of her back. He leaned in close, his breath ghosting over the shell of her ear. "But maybe... just maybe... if you play your cards right, I might just let you have your way with me."

“Well, you know what they say,” she said with a mischievous glint in her eye, leaning in close enough for him to catch a whiff of her perfume that smelled like a mix of wildflowers and mischief. “Save a horse, ride a cowboy.” The words tumbled out of her mouth with a playful lilt, as if suggesting a rather dirty activity rather than just a simple saying.

Her tone was light and teasing , she flashed him a sly smile, her eyebrows waggling in a way that made it clear she was inviting him to join her in a little bit of fun. It was as if she was daring him, quietly challenging him to step outside the ordinary and embrace a bit of spontaneity.

Leon’s eyebrows shooting up in surprise. Where did she even learn such a thing? "Jesus, you've been holding out on me, haven't you?"

He couldn't help but chuckle, the sound rumbling deep in his chest. Her boldness never failed to catch him off guard. He loved it. Loved the way she challenged him, pushed his buttons.

"Well, if you're offering..." Leon drawled, his hands sliding down to grip her ass. He squeezed the supple flesh, kneading it roughly. "I might just take you up on that."

Leon's hips rolled up, grinding his growing boner against her core. "But I gotta warn you, baby. Once you start riding this cowboy, you ain't gonna wanna stop."

His lips crashed against hers in a bruising kiss, all teeth and tongue. Leon's hands roamed her body, mapping every dip and curve. He wanted to touch her everywhere, taste her, feel her come undone beneath him.

But he had to be careful. They were still on the farm, after all. One wrong move and they'd both be in deep shit.

Reluctantly, Leon broke the kiss, panting heavily. "Fuck, we can't do this here," he rasped, voice strained with desire. "Your parents could walk out here any minute."

"I don’t care” she declares playfully, her voice dripping with a mix of mischief and boldness. It’s as if a little devil has taken residence in her mind, whispering encouragement to embrace the thrill of the moment. The implication is clear: getting caught in the act doesn’t faze her in the slightest.

In fact, it seems to add a dash of excitement to her otherwise ordinary day. Her flirty demeanor suggests that maybe , the rush of doing something they absolutely shouldn’t do makes the whole escapade even more exhilarating.

"You don't care?" Leon echoed, his voice a mix of disbelief and arousal. Her brazen attitude was both infuriating and incredibly sexy. "Well, I do. I like my job, and I don't want to lose it because you can't keep your hands to yourself."

Despite his words, Leon's hands continued to roam her body, sliding under her dress to caress the smooth skin of her thighs. "But fuck, you make it so hard to resist."

Leon captured her lips in another searing kiss, his tongue delving deep to tangle with hers. He sucked on her lower lip, nipping at it with his teeth. "You're playing with fire, baby ," he murmured against her mouth. "And trust me, I know how to burn."

“Yeah? well gonna keep talking or let me ride you silly cowboy?” She winks teasingly wrapping her arms around his neck and grinding her wetness arousal against his straining cock.

Leon groaned, his resolve crumbling under her relentless teasing. "Fuck, you're a handful, you know that?" he growled, his hands gripping her hips tightly. "Alright, you win. Let's see what you've got."

He ground his hips against hers, letting her feel the full extent of his arousal. "You sure you can handle this, baby?" he taunted, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear. "I don't want to break you on our first ride."

Leon's hands slid under her dress, pushing it up to expose her lacy panties. He hooked his fingers in the delicate fabric, tugging it aside to reveal her glistening folds. "Look at you, already so wet for me," he purred, circling her sensitive clit with his thumb. "You want this cowboy's cock, don't you?"

Without waiting for an answer, Leon unbuckled his belt, freeing his throbbing erection from the confines of his jeans. He rubbed the head of his cock against her entrance, coating himself in her slick arousal. "Last chance to back out, sweetheart," he warned, his voice low and husky. "Because once I'm inside you, I'm not stopping until we both come so hard, we forget our own names."

GOTCHA sorry i got sleepy LMK IF YALL WANT A PART TWO 👅👅👅👅👅🙏🙏

[graves-doodles]

back to the cowboy au i love them sm

[hotwings-incorrect-quotes]

hawks: i like all this poetic shit, you know. like this quote: „make sure you kiss your knuckles before you punch me in the face”

dabi: *rolling up his sleeves* no problem.

hawks: hey! no! it was just...

dabi: *kisses his knuckles and jumps onto hawks*

hawks: you burnt bitch!!!

dabi: *grabs hawks and kisses him on the forehead*

hawks: *blushing and mumbling* i hate you

dabi: *smiling widely* i know

[n64retro]

source: reddit.

[zkretchy]

It's 2am and I can't sleep, have this silly doodle

[sundooisagoose]

Finally, it’s that time

Doodles for the week

I have one other page but that’s for writing a story and kinda fucks up the idea of spoilers so :)

[embryoed]

Eli you have to defeat my seven evil Dungeon Lord bosses

[hawkeyeslaughter]

silly rats . unfortunately my silly rats . i have to ask them to get stuff from the store on the way home from work

fixed version ! the end was a little messed up on the other version and it was making me sad . capcut and i have beef

[aces-to-apples]

And you know what? I'm glad we can't be assholes in Veilguard. Like not only would it make less sense for the hand-selected savior of the world, who was exiled from their faction specifically for being the kind of person who selflessly risks their own safety and position in order to help others, to be an abrasive douchebag, but also the writers potentially thought "if this is our last Dragon Age hurrah then we sure don't need to court the fucking bigots" and I respect the hell out of that decision.

[kirkwallguy]

i think something origins does that the da games have gotten incrementally worse at is using dialogue choices for effective roleplay. like yeah everyone complains about The Wheel but i think that dai and dav's choices would be equally shit even if they were presented origins style. trying to get into lothering, i was given two pretty much identical options to intimidate the bandits outside - i could either ask if they wanted to fight a grey warden OR if they wanted to fight a mage. and these choices literally don't matter, either way it's the same intimidation check, but choosing between them makes you think for a second about your characters' priorities and what part of themself they might think is the most intimidating. even if you're not the kind of person that gets super into making up a deep character while playing games, it really makes you feel attached to your warden and the world they're in.

[wield-the-mighty-pen]

Umm so I had a thought...

You know how Marinette and Gabriel are supposed to be foils, and there are clear mirrors in both their personalities and their ambitions. Except- you know, Gabriel is evil and power hungry and selfish, whereas Marinette is motivated by justice and is incredibly self-sacrificing.

What if Miraculous continues to draw this parallel between protagonist and antagonist, except this time not with Marinette... this time with Adrien?!

At first glance, there might be very little tying Lila (cerise?... for the sake of this post she is Lila) and Adrien together. But delving further there are actually quite a lot of parallels.

Adrien and Lila are both social chameleons who had been showcased by Gabriel to function as a figurehead for his company. They are both desperate to make friends and social connections at school (albeit for different reasons), have a preoccupation with Maribug, and both come from very mysterious/shady backgrounds. The main difference, again, between these characters is that Adrien acts with empathy and altruism, and Lila acts with maleficence and self-interest.

The Adrien and Lila parallel has actually been referenced a few times in the show, but what I find most interesting is the scene at the end of the episode "Ladybug" where Adrien makes his first threat to Lila.

This episode follows a pattern of nearly every Lila episode, where Lila does something and Marinette is powerless to act. And while it is shown in season 5 that Marinette does in fact manage to take Lila down, we as the audience are well aware that she is far from gone and will be coming back with new vengeance.

The thing is, prior to that season 5 episode, Adrien's threat is the first thing to actually work. Adrien understands Lila, by nature of his life I am sure, he is surrounded by Lila's all day. While we know that Adrien chooses to see the best in people and may take time to identify threats to himself and those he loves, once he does, he is well adept at handling manipulators. After all, he'd hardly be able to survive in his own home if he couldn't.

In seasons 1-5 it became clear that Ladybug, moreso that Chat Noir, was able to defeat Hawkmoth, because she understood the way he thought and was able to plan accordingly. Already in the London special, Ladybug was having trouble facing the new Hawkmoth. Notably, Chat Noir was not there.

I just wonder what the potential dynamic will be between Chat Noir and the New Hawkmoth and if in fact, they will be positioned as foils...

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[blusandbirds]

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