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[where-does-the-heart-lie]

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[seanchaidh7]

Henry & Alex 💨 - prints & things

[boopshoops]

Shocking, I know, but im a "Leona has massive honker badonkers" truther

Heres some old art while i recover from a flare up JFNDIDNDJ

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[devilspastorson]

window boob kirk save me

save me boob kirk

fatty milkers james t kirk

[unreliablesnake]

John didn’t like the way Johnny treated you. He asked you to join them for a drink, saying he needed his girlfriend after being away for so long, yet he spent his time in Simon’s company, getting drunk under the lieutenant's supervision while they were gossiping like stupid teenage girls. He saw the way they acted around each other and often wondered if there was anything more beyond their friendship. It was none of his business, of course. 

Still…

If there was anything to know, the question was simple–did you know? Was this an open secret in your relationship or did you have a deal? Or were they doing things behind your back? It was clear as day that you felt like a third wheel as you levitated towards Kyle and himself for the most part of the evening. You were smiling and laughing, although he could see the sadness in your eyes. 

“You okay, love?”

When Kyle excused himself for a moment, he sat on the stool the sergeant previously occupied and leaned closer to you with his elbow resting on the bar top. You flashed a tired smile at him as you nodded, clearly ready to steer the conversation in a completely different direction. But he wasn’t about to let you do that so he put his hand on your shoulder and looked into your eyes. 

“You can tell me, I’m good at keeping secrets,” he tried with the hint of a smile. But you only shook your head and quickly finished the rest of your drink. “Listen, I’m not blind, I can see how badly Johnny tends to treat you. If you want to talk, I’m here.”

For a moment he thought you wouldn’t respond. For a short second he assumed you would stand up and leave him there. But then you gulped loudly with your eyes seemingly locked on his lips, then leaned over to kiss him. At first he didn’t know what to do, but it felt so good that he had to give in to his needs. So he kissed you back, his hand moving from your shoulder to the base of your neck to pull you even closer. 

He slowly slipped off his barstool then moved to cage you between himself and the bar top, his lips never leaving yours. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed Kyle stopping a few feet away, his gaze shifting somewhere else once he realized what was happening. John sighed into the kiss when he realized he should stop, that maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to get this intimate with you in front of everyone, including your boyfriend. 

But it was hard for him to resist, so he placed a soft kiss on your cheek and said, “Why don’t we get out of here?” You moved your head back to look at him, searching his blue eyes for a clue to see if he was serious. He nodded, hoping this would convince you. “I’m sure Johnny wouldn’t even notice until later. I want to cheer you up, sweetheart.”

You only smiled at him. And that damn smile on your perfect lips was his downfall.

[iszapizza]

thrawn in a dress goodbye I’ll see myself out

[the-travelling-bitch]

i demand an explanation-

act fool act fool act fool act fool

ahem, just imagine…

a deep, melodic voice, brushing right against your ear as his warm breath fans the side of your cheek; he pulls back as you lower your head in embarrassment at the heat flushing your face just from his words alone but he’s not having any of it

with two fingers under your chin he’s tilting your head up to meet his gaze, entrancing eyes swirling with something darker as his other hand on the small of your back pulls you flush against him, letting you feel the bulge in his pants

“you’ll be good for me, won’t you, doll?”

˗ˏˋ– i’m thinking… zhongli, al-haitham, kaeya, draken, osamu, semi, lucifer, malleus

he’s teasing, you know he is, but there’s not much you can do about it; no, not when he has you sat between his legs with your knees hooked over his thighs as his fingers flutter over your skin, dangerously close to where you need him most but never. quite. there.

this is how it has been all day; a fleeting touch here, an amused whisper in your ear there and your thoughts were spiralling out of control just like that, getting more lewd the more you tried to fight them off

and you also know he’s enjoying this, riling you up and acting coy about it later on, biding his time until you give up and give in, begging him to do something; his chuckle vibrates against your back, enough to make you whine out for him again before his fingers finally run through your soaked slit to collect your arousal

“look at you, so worked up all because of a few words? tell me what’s been running through that pretty head of yours~”

˗ˏˋ– i’m thinking… childe, bachira, reo, asmo, belphie, solomon, koko, hanma, ran, suna, oikawa, mattsun, jamil, leona, lilia, ace

soft praise is rolling off his tongue like honey, clouding your head and slowing your thoughts; not that you’d need to think much anyway right now, all that mattered was the feeling of plush lips on yours, biting down on your bottom lip gently before he pulls back, so you can catch your breath

his knuckles brush over the bones of your cheeks and you lean into his touch, basking in the comfort of his warm and familiar embrace; attentive eyes study your features as if he saw them for the first time, drawn to the movement of his thumb swiping across your kiss-swollen mouth

“you’re the prettiest sight i’ve ever had the pleasure of seeing. truly, nothing could ever compare”

˗ˏˋ– i’m thinking… kazuha, diluc, thoma, satan, barbatos, simeon, akaashi, kita, chigiri, isagi, inui, mitsuya, riddle, trey, jade, vil, silver

somewhere in the back of your head you wonder if he ever shuts up; he’s been running his mouth since your innocent kiss evolved into something a little friskier, tongues tangling together and your hand gripping his hair tightly

his babbling turned more incoherent the second his hips bucked against yours, in desperate search for friction to relieve the tension building in his stomach; how could you not give him what he wants when the roll of your hips forces a whimper as pretty as this from his throat?

“fuck, you always feel so good, baby; you’ll let me make you feel good to, right?”

˗ˏˋ– i’m thinking… mammon, levi, gorou, hinata, shinichiro, takemitchi, ruggie, idia, kalim

he’s so mean, downright cruel, words not even teasing anymore but already mocking you in that condescending tone; he knows you love it that way though and he’s holding that fact over your head, making white hot shame burn through your veins

as if your sweet whimpers aren’t evidence enough, the clenching of your cunt around him certainly is; with one hand around your throat he’s making sure your looking right at him while he’s making you agree with the lewdest of statements

“what’s with the tears, sweetheart? i thought you liked being used like my personal little cock sleeve? so be good and take what i give you”

˗ˏˋ– i’m thinking… scara, pantalone, sae, kaiser, futakuchi, izana, floyd

stoic and expression unreadable, a few deep grunts and groans are what you mostly get to hear, his actions doing most of the talking instead, big hands splayed on your hips and pulling you back down onto him with every thrust

but then again, his mouth practically moves on his own when you keep whimpering his name, pulling him back in with every flutter of your walls; you don’t think he even knows he’s talking to you, doesn’t even consciously try to make you melt under his touch more; the bluntness of his words is what has your head spinning, the genuine way he merely describes what he sees and feels when he’s got you spread so nicely for him

“this is the spot, isn’t it? can feel your cunt clench, ‘s real tight around me right now, you’re making it so hard to move”

˗ˏˋ– i’m thinking… xiao, nagi, rin, kunigami, beelzebub, rindou, sakusa, iwaizumi

wow, i got way off track, what were we talking about again—

obviously, no character is solely in one category only but these were my initial thoughts, i’ll see myself out now (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ

[the-modern-typewriter]

The bath was hot and left the air shimmering. The antagonist seemed like a mirage in the wavering steam - a door closed, then open, then closed again before they were at the protagonist’s side.

The protagonist lay frozen in the water. Their breath didn't quicken, though the protagonist wanted it to. They couldn't find words or sound. They could only watch as the antagonist knelt upon the tile, and reached out a hand. It was terribly, deliciously cold against the protagonist’s flushed skin.

They felt like they were burning up.

They felt like the touch, wrongwrongwrong, was the only cure.

"You're sick," the antagonist murmured, almost lovingly. "Thinking of me this way. You need help."

The cool touch caressed down the protagonist's bared throat, their sluggish pulse, and then it rested above the protagonist's thumping heart.

The world felt glitching. Unreal. The water was silken with some soothing scent; lavender or rose or something white and floral and heady.

The protagonist knew they should move, scream, say something, do something. They did not. They couldn’t. Did they want to? They might have leaned in for some small relief.

The antagonist smiled. Their teeth were sharp, and their fingers seemed abruptly taloned. Beautiful and monstrous. They dug into the protagonist’s chest hard enough that it felt they might scoop the protagonist’s heart right out. Might dip their lips to the pulsating blood, life, heat, and drink like a desert creature scorched through with thirst.

They were so wonderfully cold.

"Folie à deux," the antagonist whispered. "Won't you let me leave your dreams?"

The protagonist woke up wet and shivering in an empty bath tub.

There were alone, except for the crescent moons of fingernails branded against their skin.

They took cold showers after that.

[writingbynova]

request: meeting nanami @ the bar of your hotel that you’re both staying at during separate business trip. a meet-cute moment that leads into a flirty conversation…👀 I’m sure you know what to do after that.

After Dark

⊹ contents ⊹: Nanami Kento x fem!reader - mdni - pwp - drinking - missionary - doggystyle - fingering - handjob - mutual masterbation - incorrect usage of elevator - praising - overstimulation - unprotected sex - no proofread - lmk if I missed any tags

Wc: ~2.4k

Yall should hit me for how long I let this sit in my drafts but for some reason I could t get myself to like my writing sorry (•᷄- •᷅ ;) Dividers by cafekitsune

Its finally the first night you have for yourself since you've arrived here. And you're definitely going to make use of it.

Although it wasn't the goal. Lord knows you didn't mean it. But you really couldn't stop eying that blonde guy. Ever since he entered the room, the whole atmosphere shifted. He sat next to you at the bar and suddenly everyone's eyes were on you, or him, quite frankly you couldn't tell.

It's the third time he catches you stealing a glance at him and honestly it's hilarious. You're trying your best to act like your phone is that interesting but you can feel his eyes on you, he's sneaky though because every time you attempt to catch him he's coincidentally very interested in his watch...

Well you can both play that game! You turn you head around before immediately swinging it back to him. He definitely wasn't expecting that because he has a startled look for a second before he smiles at you "looks like I've been caught red handed" he laughs, finally turning away from the countertop to face you. His eyes linger on you and you can feel your skin heating up. "Yes you have been, now you owe me." You laugh

"Oh yeah? How about some drinks in exchange of some company and then we'll find the best way for me to repay my debt?"

"Sounds absolutely perfect handsome stranger"

"Haha, I'm Kento, Nanami Kento, pleasure to let you"

As the night settled in, you got closer and closer to him, and he was as perfect as he looked. In all aspects. Maybe even a little more. He had a degree and worked in finances hence he was here on a business trip, just like you were. Had more money than you expected (you realized upon seeing the shiny watch on his wrist). On top of that he was funny and bold in his ways. Leaning down throughout the evening to murmur jokes in your ear over the music. Your seat was so close to his that your thighs touched and you couldn't shake off the desire to lay on his chest. Everything about him was so appealing, So neat and well kept, charming and elegant. So much so that he caught you looking or rather staring at him like in bliss quite a few times throughout the night.

Your eyes practically lit up with sparkles when he gestured for you both to leave. You both walked out the bar after he paid for you both, leaving a tip that had the barman shaking his hand and waving at you both, his hand locked with yours.

You were walking through the hotel's empty lobby. Your arm intertwined with his. No word were spoken but fuck the tension was high.

The elevator taking years to descend only makes things worse... or better. You're almost convinced he can hear your heart beating out of your chest by the way he looks at you. Slightly dilated eyes accompanied by a smile of tipsiness. Like an artist admiring his muse. He definitely looked like he knew his sport but hey, you'd be to discover that later.

The elevator finally opens and he lets you enter first, following behind you. You immediately caught your reflexions in the elevator mirror and you looked like a married couple when standing next to him like this. It's like you've known home forever. As soon as the metal panel closed, it was like the temperature went up a thousand degrees. His body stood next to yours and as much as you tried to act like you didn't notice his eyes visually undressing you, well...it was obvious.

He pressed on his level. 37. And there the ride began. The first 5 levels passed without any 'issue' until the 7th floor. You slightly lifted your head, your eyes meeting his, and that's all it required for his arms to be wrapped around your back, face centimeters apart. Bodies pressing against each other. So close to his heart, so close to him. But he paused. Waiting for the approval in your eyes.

You didn't give it a second thought. Tiptoeing, and stretching your arms around his neck to leave a long awaited soft kiss on his lips. You could taste the addictive and faint taste of alcohol on his tongue, and he definitely took notice of how much you were reeling for it. His hand resting on your hips while the other held the back of your neck. He smiled against your lips before pulling away for a second, letting you catch your breath and by the way, a glimpse of the level you were passing by. 19th.

And before you could even realize it his lips were on yours. Again. Not that you minded it. His body pushed against yours until you felt the cold surface contrasting with your heated core. A passionate burning kiss. The kind that makes your knees weak, he deviated to your neck, kissing and biting on the soft skin. And your hand ran through his hair. Messing up his perfect hairstyle. His knee shifted from its spot, settling between your thighs. Fuck you could feel it all. The ever so slight pressure he applied on your clit had your pussy throbbing in anticipation. You buried you face in his shoulder, breathing in the mix of alcohol and cologne. His arms wrapped around your figure had you giving up all control over yourself. Sinking from the pleasure, right into his arms- DING!

Fucking elevator. You barely had the time to collect yourself before the metal doors slid open and Kento was dragging you out of the elevator. You walked or rather lurched while clinging onto him across the hall till its end. Apartment n 37. Literally across the hall to yours.

His place was nice. Very nice. The large loft had a view over a good enough part of the city, an open kitchen and a corridor that most likely led to where you wished to end the night. Warm light filled the living room and immediately gave a cozy warmth to it. The door hadn't even closed yet and you were back in his arms, sharing a languid but heartfelt kiss. You quickly scanned the room and spotted the couch. We'll it'll have to do for now. You dragged him towards it while slowly unbuttoning his shirt. "So eager huh?" He whispered. No answer was needed. A quick glance at your starving expression was enough for him to get the memo and help you out.

His hands automatically held your hips as you straddled his lap. Immediately noticing the bump in his pants "Who's the eager one now ?" You snapped back while unbuckling his belt. He giggled lightly at you antics. "Mhm, I'd say us both ? How 'bout you show me... " He said while his hand held your butt through your dress. "...how eager you are, and, I'll satisfy all that. How's that's sound sweetie?" Fuck. Did he even have any idea of how wet his words were getting you ?

It didn't take too long for his hand to be going up your thigh, and sliding under you wet panties. And you had to mentally fight yourself to not rub your hips in sync with his movements. No matter how fucking horny and desperate you currently felt, you were definitely not going to act like a like touch starved whore. Not yet at least. You finally freed his aching cock from his pants. Taking a moment to look at it. You wrapped a hand around it, taking into consideration it's size. Slowly stroking him, using your thumb to smear the precum already leaking around the tip. You rested your chin on his shoulder as you tried to stay as quiet as possible.

His breath had gotten heavier, jaw slightly slaked open but he stayed focused on you. The skills in each and every nudge, rub, press.

But honestly? How does one get so great at fingering pussy ? So great you didn't realize the whines leaving your mouth and how much you were panting. But he did. Holding down your hips pressing harder on your clit to toy with you. He definitely realized how close you were.

Fuck he knew how to charm. The more he talked to more you drove each other to the edge. His cock was twitching in your hand. Spurts of cum drinking down your knuckles as his thumb relentlessly attacked your throbbing clit. You could feel your eyes slowly rolling back to the feeling of his his hot breath fanning over your ear "that's it, let lose baby" he groaned while you came undone on his fingers.

You're panting heavily, your chest frantically heaving up and down. His hand running up and down your back. "I think I know exactly how to repay my debt sweetie" he says, kissing your neck and looking at you right in the eyes.

You lay down on his bed, head buried deep in the pillow. Clothes have been ditched around the apartment. Against all you were expecting he immediately dives between your thighs. Licking a fait strip of your juices. He works his tongue in your pussy, greedily eating you out. Letting your slick coat his chin. His palms rest on your inner thighs, holding them far appart while he sloppily digs his tongue into you.  Your voice is echoing throughout the room trying to stay quiet was now pointless, you figured that out as soon as his tongue came in contact with your wet sex. The closer you get to your release the more you writhe your pussy on his tongue. And somehow he knows exactly what he's doing. Exactly how to please you. Your nails are digging into the sheets and your thighs are quivering relentlessly. His fingers replace his tongue as he switches to sucking on your clit. Your entire body twitches when you cum. Right on him. He gives your pussy a kiss before pulling away, licking your cum off his fingers. Fuck he's freaky. 

Before you're even able to talk he waste no time catching your lips. You're whining and rubbing against him when you finally feel his cock pressing up against you. You have to push his shoulders back before you're able to get a breath, and protest. "You're still in debt Kento.... please" you whine and you can feel him smiling against your skin. "Mhm, let's fix that"

Damn. He's big. you're stuck on the size. There wasn't anyway he was going to enter you. Long and thick dick with a bunch of veins running up his left to dive under his pink tip. Foreshadowing how hard he's probably going to plow you. "Don't worry baby, just look at me".

The feeling was hard to explain. Overwhelming maybe. That's how it felt. His dick in you. Blurring all your senses, as much as you tried to listen to him your mind was just obsessed on the size and your pussy too busy throbbing and squeezing him for all he has to offer. Each centimeter he drove into you slowly emptied out your lungs. He stopped when fully in. While you gasped for a breather under him. "Shhh I know, I know. Just breathe in baby. Each thrust." He started off with a slow pace, easing you into it, but you can tell he was  refraining himself from immediately tearing you apart. The way he looks at you makes you feel hot all over. And it's only when your mouth parts itself open that you realize he's gradually sped up. Fucking deep into your hungry pussy. The sound of your squelching wet pussy sending shivers down to his dick. His big hand are around your waist squeezing at your plum flesh.

"You feel so fucking good" he hisses, his hips never stopping their ruthless thrusts. You can feel his cock nudging your g spot. "Ah! Kento" you moaned. Feeling yourself grow closer to your undoing. You're barely coherent in your words and there's no point in trying to talk anyway. Because he can tell how close you are. "Fells good ?" So fucking much. You're only able to nod blissfully between your moans echoing throughout the room. His groans send butterflies to your stomach. "Fuck, you're doing so well f'me baby" he groans, slamming his hips into you. You can feel your slowly eyes watering and you wrap your arms around him, moaning his name as you cum on him. Your release sweeping your brain off its rails.

"Debt's not fully paid yet baby. Turn around f'me" he pants.

"F-fuck! There we go" he says, sliding himself into you. Impossibly deeper. You back is already failing and you're slumped into the sheets, ass up in the air. Your right cheek pressed against the pillow. He grabs the top of your thighs, thumb sinking into the flesh of your ass. Backing you into him. Strings of your fluids sticking to him and his cock is already coated with you. The slapping noise fills the room. Just as much as he's filling you. You're gripping the sheets for support. And by laying your head to the side you're watching him thought teary eyes. His jaw is clenched tight and his eyes are slightly narrowed, brows furrowed. His cock is twitching inside you and his moans are growing louder and louder. "Fuck D-dont pull out ken!" You cry out. Turning you face into the pillow desperately trying to muffle your moans.

"Don't silence yourself sweetie. I need to hear—Fuck, all of it." he says in between thrusts. His arms slides under your figure and he pulls your upper body up. His large hand is covering most of your neck and you're arching your back so much. "Tell me all about it baby, wan' me to cum in ya huh?" He grunts lowly next to your ear.

You can tell he's nesting his own release when you feel yours hitting you. "pleasepleaseplease" you mewl. Completely out of reach. His thrust pick up with a semblance of desperation you've never seen in him before. Your face hits the soft cushion of the pillow and  his hand return to grope your hips. Slamming your ass against his hips.

"F-fuckkk there we go"  he groans pouring his release into you.

You're feeling it all. His cum pumping inside you over and over and over again. You're unable to think straight. Unable to think at all actually. You both stay there for a minute. Catching your breath.

"K-kento ?" You mumble while he slowly pulls out. You turn around and he immediately lifts you up, taking you into an embrace. His body is incredibly soft and you're almost taking asleep in his arms. Little stands of hair are out of place and are sticking to his forehead. While it's relatively okay compared to what your makeup must be looking like.

Your mind is stuck in a saw when he holds your chin up and kisses you. It's softer then in the elevator, softer than anything you've ever had. Pacifying all your thoughts. "I believe you're the one in debt now" he smirks.

Thank u for reading ♡♡

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[dovabunny]

Know the trope where everyone tells chatty Soap to shut up and it kills him inside?

Imagine~

Tactile Soap who loves to touch, bump, and hug being told off, shoved off, and snapped at by the people he felt he could trust, could be himself with. And it kills him inside.

The picture of Soap with a weighted blanket in bed tugging at his own hair, keening in heart ache, his deep need for touch to feel alive and help him regulate.

He's so desperate he pays a kind sex worker just to hold him. Ghost sees him leaving the bar with a woman after handing her money, and misunderstands.

[cawcawbeech]

Oops... My finger slipped...

❲ Link to the Picrew ❳

[reptile-house]

[fandomtrashenby]

"And for the first time, i realize that I am alive"

Rest in peace my sweet robot, may you make everyones day a smiley day, wherever your journey might lead you now.

[moon-mirage]

"Well, this doesn't look too unfamiliar. How about down there ..."

Bulma would make for a very curious mermaid. 😏

Bonus:

(what am I even doing)

[axlsscarlore]

Late at night practicing questionable things

[pharawee]

—JACK & JOKER: U Steal My Heart! · Episode 06