#My alterego

[fauvester]

nicktoonsunite's tigerghost haunting my brain

[moneyndior]

୧ ׅ𖥔 ۫ on n’ on, my girlfriend callin’ my phone. ⋄ 𓍯

…IN WHICH; i have mean!luke x fem!reader thoughts.

tags/warnings; drake mention(scary), luke holding reader like that one scene in catch me if you can, luke has rings, toxic!luke, shotgunning/alcohol usage, weed/drug usage/luke insists he blows smoke into ur mouth, softie!luke at the end, suggestive content ahead‼️

ೃauthor notes⁀➷ i know i was just preaching about loser!luke but PLEASEEEEE LET ME FUCKING COOK HERE also LOOK AWAY IF YOU KNOW ME PLEASEEE😭😭

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—mean!Luke who blows smoke into your mouth!!!

“c’mon, baby. it won’t be too much f’you.”

luke went on, the burning joint between his fingers. the smell was too much, even with the cars windows rolled down. sitting in an empty parking lot, trust issues by drake blasting at 2AM wasn’t the ideal situation for you.

you shook your head, turning your head away from him. a hum of disapproval left your throat, earning a raspy chuckle from him.

“i told you, ‘m alright.”

“please? it won’t hurt ya.”

you huffed, adjusting your position, leaning farther away from him. until you felt his hands firmly grip your chin, forcibly turning your head toward him.

“i’ll do all the work—all you’d need to do is breath in, princess.”

luke’s pupils were dilated and the white in his eyes now a light red. he had a loopy grin on his face, his eyes seemingly scanning every inch of you. he moved his knee further up, going between your legs.

you, being a flustered mess, slowly opened your mouth slightly. luke laughed at you, quite rude in your opinion. he took a drag from the blunt, holding the smoke in his lung for a moment.

luke’s grip on your chin didn’t falter once.

“remember, breath in.”

he mumbled, pulling your face closer. luke exhaled as you inhaled, the smoke causing your eyes to water. you mimicked his routine when he had finished inhaling, holding it in for a moment before coughing.

luke snickered as he rubbed your back.

“aw, ‘m sorry. you poor, poor thing. hm? it’s alright. stop bein’ a baby.”

—mean!luke who taught you how to shotgun.

“jus’ like that.”

he muttered, watching over your shoulder with his arms crossed. luke had handed you a can of beer and his ring and told you to shotgun with a grin.

“stab it. right..”

he dragged out before pointing to the bottom of the can, grabbing your wrist to tilt it a certain way.

“there.”

with your lips tightened and a sigh, you pierced through the can with his silver ring. without a second thought, you started downing the beer, trying to ignore the liquid running down your arm.

luke laughed as you tossed the now empty can aside, brushing your hair back. he rubbed your shoulder as you coughed, a scowl on your face. you shook off the beer that still ran down your arm with a groan.

luke finally spoke up, still laughing slightly. his voice was raspy and dragged out, slurring his words.

“look at you. such a big girl now, huh?”

“oh, shut up.”

“make me.”

—mean!luke who makes you beg, despite your pride.

“what was that? i can’t hear you.”

“stop bein’ so mean, luke!”

“i ain’t bein’ mean. you’re jus’ being a baby.”

luke said with a chuckle in his voice, leaning closer toward you. his lips were mere centimetres away from yours as a thumb rubbed your inner thigh, his knee keeping your legs apart.

your lips quivered as you felt his hand go further up your leg, more out of embarrassment than anything.

“luke, please.”

“please, what?”

his smirk was met with silence. he cupped your cheek, pulling you closer toward him as he kissed the corner of your mouth.

“go on. call me mean as much as you’d like, doesn’t change what you want. does it?”

“you’re so mean.”

“oh, i know.”

—mean!luke who secretly comforts and praises you behind closed doors.

“i know, i know. ‘m sorry.”

you sniffled as you crawled onto his lap. rain trickled on your cabins windows, thunder quietly striking in the distance. luke shushed you once more, dragging it out longer than the last.

“it’s alright, baby. you’re a strong girl.”

he mumbled into your shoulder as you curled up into a ball, hiding your face in his neck. luke gently held your hip, rubbing his thumb across your skin. luke pressed light kisses across your shoulder and neck, mumbling small shushes between them.

moments like these with luke were rarer than you’d like to admit; but they lasted long. they were drawn out. you’ve always suspected it was for more of your own pleasure than for luke’s.

“i’ll make sure of it.”

“you promise?”

“i promise.”

you held up a pinky, your head moved slightly just enough to see him take his hand off your hip to link your pinkies together. luke kissed the back of your hand before going back to holding your waist. the rain becoming the only sound to fill the room as your sniffles stopped.

[nemdark871]

a little bit of a modern Au about miquella and mohg! It's something really simple but it made me somewhat happy, I imagine them living in an apartment, Miquella had run away from home and went with Mohg, they both had already talked about being together but Miquella didn't know when to go until she found out that her parents were thinking about marrying him to Radahn [both Miquella and Radahn did not want that] so he decided that it was the right time to run away. Now he lives with Mohg and they are happy.

One sad thing that I would like to add is that Miquella keeps talking to Malenia, they talk for hours and almost every day, Malenia is sick and well, sometimes she has to go to the hospital for treatment, something that makes Miquella sad, he knows that He wouldn't die, but knowing and seeing how he went and returned to the hospital depressed him. As soon as that call ends, Miquella seeks comfort in Mohg.

[collectorcookie]

this post but i make it about northfam sleepovers

Small oz is snacking on snow's hand btw

[pancakeofsin]

ladybug au where adrien doesnt sneak away to school, kagami becomes he black cat, and gabriel lets his son use the butterfly while he takes over the peacock

[bunny-hare]

My impressions on last bit of Lala83's Of dorks and burgers chapter 4

[acheronist]

instant k.o.

[altschmerzes]

Word for the ask game: stomach. Noun or verb, dealer's choice. Fic: surprise me!

also from the queerplatonic two aces fic, loneliness into loneliness, we have this, from the scene of the first night after they've started sharing a bed where they go to bed with dani holding jamie instead of the other way around.

After a while Dani moves, shifting forward until his arm is wrapped around Jamie, still tucked under his shirt. His hand splays open and presses to Jamie’s stomach, fingers curling around his opposite side, just above his hip. The feeling of skin against his, the firm and steady strength of the arm around him - it’s intimate and terrifying and wonderful. Dani’s heart beats steadily at his back, a faint and lovely drum he can’t help but track with all his attention.

[aria0fgold]

[flovverworks]

after a billion yrs i added a lil line about my gbf verse.....<3 one day i might flesh it out to something in-universe, but since gbf is so "oh ure from another world? ya that happens..." i....am gonna keep w that..........(also cuz i do think discussing the different ways of magic, moon-enemy & this n that is more fun like this

[allegorism]

ngl, if furina does end up being another "two sided" archon, i'm going to be so disappointed

[hamelinsnightmare]

Monstre de Rouge

💔 👿 💔 👿 💔 👿 💔 👿

[bandomfandombeyond]

am i not supposed to be swearing?

i dunno what's happening here

[nemdark871]

¡Hola a todos! aqui Nem_Dark reportandose! a pasado un tiempo desde que publicaba algo, e tenido algunos problemas conmigo mismo pero se que poco a poco volvere a publicar seguido como antes, gracias a los que aun me apoyan y espero poder volver a hablar con los amigos que e hecho por aqui ¡Poka Poka! ................................................................. Hello everyone! here Nem_Dark reporting! It's been a while since I posted anything, I've had some problems with myself but I know that little by little I will publish again as often as before, thanks to those who still support me and I hope to be able to talk again with the friends I have made here! Poka Poka!

[sighonaraa]

So I WASN'T going to request a gift fic because I'm sure you'll already have your hands full with a million other requests (a million that I'll surely enjoy as much as if they were addressed to me) -- BUT on the offhand chance that you ARE looking for a million and one. Yeah. I'd love one. If you need more direction than that, an actual prompt or vague idea or whatever, come poke me and I can tell you so many things I'd love to see you tackle. 😘

this is such a sweet ask and also very funny to me because in fact you're the first person to request a fic so far!! i will probably be coming to poke you numerous times within the next week sdjkjsk

[jamietarttsnorthernattitude]

For the "wip titles" game - don't mind if I do! I am intrigued by "kitchen accident." I'm guessing from the number that it's a part of whumptober, but I don't remember any teasers for it...?

Thank you for the ask my friend :)

You are right for the number, I believe the prompt was bloody knife and my initial idea was for Ted to have a (you guessed it!) kitchen accident but then I ran out of steam for original fics and moved things around and ended up using “you’ll have to go through me” for day 28 with Roy protecting his sister (that fic was originally going to be Day 20 for blanket and tie in more with the blanket from his Grandad and the one he buys Phoebe but then I realized the 20th was Jamie’s Birthday so day of I wrote about the Greyhounds surprising Jamie on his birthday instead.)

I’ve only posted a tiny snippet the other day here. There’s not a ton more written so far but basically Ted has a minor kitchen accident and subsequent panic attack and Beard comes to help his friend. Lots of Beard and Ted being besties. And Jane was likely cleaning up the blood with a nonchalant “not the first time I’ve cleaned up blood.”