#WELP.

[shouyuus]

Vi it doesn’t let people call her many nicknames/pet names but a headcanon that reader can only call her one (I personally call her Vi Vi)😂

SO I HAVE SOME THOUGHTS. bc obviously, i spend way too many waking hours thinking about vi and just -- anyway.

i agree, but i also think that she has a love-hate relationship with her real name -- on the one hand, she loves it when you call her violet, and it feels special, the way you say it, the way you make it sound like something so much more than a name. (and it's so nice the way it rolls off your tongue when you beg for her -- violet, violet, please!)

and bc when she was younger (and way more angsty), she thought it sounded soft, a flower, violets, right? she looked it up once in the flower dictionary and rolled her eyes so hard when she saw that they symbolize modesty and humility (something about the term "shrinking violets" got to her), two things that she was so not into (at least not then, and tbh... she still struggles with them now lmfao), so she likes just "vi", and she'll occasionally let a really close friend slide if they just call her "v", but mostly, if anyone tries to call her anything other than "vi", she'll click her tongue and be like "sorry, sweets, that ain't my name."

but with you... she likes it when you call her "love", or when you say "morning, moonlight", and when she asks you why "moonlight" you tell her that it's because, little do people know, the moon cares way more than the sun.

"because... the sun shines for itself right?"

"yeah..."

"but the moon... the moon shines for everyone else."

"uh... how d'you figure that one out, cupcake?"

"because the moon doesn't produce it's own light. it has to take the light of the sun and reflect it back towards us -- look, see? she's a worrier, so she tries so hard to light up the dark for us, to make sure that even at night, there's something we can see by. even when she knows most of the world is dreaming, she's still out there, lighting up the dark for all those people who might need her light to see."

"well... if i'm the moon, does that make you the sun?"

you consider, before shaking your head.

"no, i wanna be the stars."

"oh?"

"cause... the moon and the sun are rarely in the sky together, right? and i wouldn't want that. so... i'll be the stars -- all your stars. so that even on the nights when you don't have the strength to shine, you'll still have me to guide you home."

"i love you, silly girl. you know that?"

"you've mentioned it a few times."

"well, i'll mentioned it a million more."

"only a million?"

she grins, "fine. i'll say it as many times as there are stars in the sky."

[mypoisonedvine]

Can I request a little somno something with obsessive best friend!Neil? 🩷

OH FUUUUCK YES

warnings: DARK NONCON SMUT 18+ ONLY, alcohol consumption/extreme inebriation, incel/'nice guy' neil

You stumbled in and fell onto his couch the second he opened the door, and he'd just laughed and asked if you wanted to get in his bed instead. He worried it sounded dirtier than he meant it-- not that he would mind at all if you wanted him to get in bed with you-- but you just hummed and mumbled something into his throw pillow about how you were comfy where you were already.

He sighed and sat next to you, putting a blanket over you as you fluttered your eyes shut. "Love you..." you whispered softly, and he smiled a little as his heart skipped.

"I love you too," he breathed, wondering if any of your shitty boyfriends had ever taken care of you this well when you got too drunk. You met most of your boyfriends by getting too drunk, so Neil was glad to have you safe back here at his place where nobody would do anything to you.

But he hadn't gotten up yet. He was still sitting beside you, his hand still resting on your shoulder where he'd placed the top of the blanket.

"You know, you really shouldn't drink so much..." he sighed, petting some hair out of your face as you stilled. It was sort of instinctive-- yet made his heart race-- to run his hand down lower, tickling your back and tracing your spine as he sighed. "Somebody could... get the wrong idea..."

He checked your face again, making sure you were out cold, before gingerly taking the blanket off of you again. Your dress was way, too short, he'd tried to warn you not to wear it, but you insisted on looking hot; you really should've known better, showing off your legs like that... Neil had always been obsessed with your legs, and he bit his lip when he saw how the dress had ridden up to basically just under your ass.

Tossing the blanket away, he hummed as he rubbed his hand up and down your legs, constantly checking your face nervously in case you woke up or stirred. Even if you did, you were too weak to stop him... fuck, why did that make his cock throb?

He started to open his jeans already, even though his heart raced with anxiety and shame at what he was about to do. She's passed out, she won't know the difference anyways, he thought to himself as he climbed up on the couch with you, pulling his cock out of his boxers with a little sigh. He stroked himself with one hand as he gently pushed up your dress with the other, groaning at the sight of your ass hardly covered by the lacy panties. You were obviously trying to get laid tonight, no doubt about it-- so wasn't he just giving you what you wanted?

He had to let go of his erection to tug the thin fabric down with both hands, smirking as the way your ass jiggled a bit, but then nearly gasping as he revealed the cute little pussy underneath. "F-fuck, baby," he praised with a sigh, leaning back to try to get a better view, carefully spreading your lips apart with two fingers so he could see your holes. "Fuck! That's a gorgeous pussy, wow..."

Of course you were perfect everywhere, it was just his luck: the most amazing, sexy, incredible best friend who teased him in the most infuriating ways. You'd do all these things that turned him on, trying to act innocent-- asking for his opinion on outfits, falling asleep on his shoulder during movie nights, laughing at his dumb jokes-- and then you'd turn around and fuck some jerk you met at a bar. When he gathered the nerve to say something flirty to you, you'd always giggle and push him away, saying something dismissively that always broke his heart: like "shut up, Neil, you're my best friend" or, even worse, "ew, stop, you're like my brother."

He fucking hated when you said that; it made him feel like he was cursed to have you so close but never have you, you know? But tonight, he felt like a lifetime of bad luck was paying off in the best karma ever: you were here, and you were his to play with however he wanted.

He spit into his hand and smeared it over himself, sighing as he looked down at you looking so peaceful and sweet under him. "So pretty," he cooed as he nudged your legs apart with his knees and slid inside you, "and fuck, so tight..."

He groaned deeply, watching in awe at the way your hole eagerly accepted him, swallowing up every inch that he gave it until you were stretched and filled to the brim.

"Oh my god," he gasped, taking a moment just to bask in the feeling, "fuck, baby, I'm not gonna last very long. I can already tell."

He held onto the couch tightly as he started to move, but then realized he should take the chance to touch you instead and put a hand on your hip. It helped, actually, because it kept you from rocking forward too much from his thrusts and kept his cock going as deep as possible every time.

He groaned proudly as he moved faster, squeezing your hip and keeping his eyes trained on your sweet face. "That's it," he praised, "take it, baby-- take my fucking cock."

He loved not having to impress you, or please you, or make you come-- he could just treat you like his own personal toy, your pussy basically just a fleshlight for him... if fleshlights were hot and sticky and felt like absolute fucking heaven.

Your walls tightened on him for a moment, and he moaned loudly. "So good," he choked out, shutting his eyes with pleasure briefly. "So good, baby, feels so good on my cock-- fucking perfect."

He gasped as he heard you whimper a little, and opened his eyes to look down at you. You were stirring just a bit, but your eyes were still shut. "N-Neil?" you groaned out groggily, and he should've stopped moving-- but he couldn't, he honestly couldn't. He was already so close and you were so adorable all helpless like this and he just needed to come so bad...

"Shh," he soothed, though it came out a little stuttered as his hips moved faster, slapping against your ass with the most amazing, filthy sound. "Shh, it's okay, just rest..."

"Neil," you said again, making him bear his teeth and flex his cock. He wanted to blurt it out right then and there-- yeah, baby, it's me, that's my cock inside you-- but he managed to stop himself, laying down on top of you instead as he pet your head and gave you rougher, deeper thrusts.

"Don't wake up, baby," he groaned, "I'm right here. It's okay. You can just go back to sleep."

"What... what's going on?" you asked, barely managing to open your eyes for a second... he loved the way you fought it, trying so hard to wake up, but your body was so happy to relent even if your mind resisted. "What are you doing?"

"Shh," he hissed again, "j-just stay still, I'm so close. Fuck, I'm so close-- I'm almost done, please--"

You whimpered, trying to struggle under him, and he moaned louder as it made your walls squeeze him again. "Neil, please..."

"Fuck," he grunted, "say my name again, baby-- I wanna hear you say it when I come inside you."

[cable-salamdr]

Hhbnggh I’m not used to posting no art all day so have these various old baby Lloyd centric doodles and uhm. Garmadad. Yeah, hope that shall suffice, back to writing my essay at… 2 am I go

[silassstingy]

@/jackieredmond: Should we let Damian Priest into the hockey squad!? 😂🍦

[keybladeofsteel]

[velvetwyrme]

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YOU SPOIL ME <33 I actually went and straight up span a wheel to decide who to draw because I was like. my list of current favs is too long.

Somehow it ended up with three Animal Enjoyers, which was really funny to me.

Also because he's still plaguing my brain, I tried to draw Sentinel from memory and. thats something I can do that now, apparently.

[ellearts]

The wolf.. and it's prey.

Full pic under the cut

Partially inspired by @no00000000 's wonderful fic, Wolfs Bane

Partially by my own delusions

[sergle]

I feel like part of my inability to split my attention between different avenues of my work is probably an adhd problem that could be partially alleviated with medication but we don't have time for all that

[royalarchivist]

Phil finds something very strange at Charlie Slimecicle's "Eggxile" base...

[edierone]

drabble: Exit Charlie

In the stunned silence, Maggie wills this rancorous Thanksgiving table conversation un-said. Her younger boy — the sweetest, the handsomest, the kindest — having directed his words at his stern, aghast father, is looking at her. She hates her trembling, beseeching voice: “Oh, Charlie — you don’t mean it!” Because he does mean it — deep down she already knew, and he was counting on her. She’s failed him; in her moment of anguished disbelief she’s lost him. His sisters flank him loyally; the set of Dana’s jaw and the contempt in Melissa’s eyes tell her she’s lost a part of them forever, too.

(find this and more at my ao3; tagging @today-in-fic)

[tragedia]

ever since tiktok recommended me a youtube video that discussed the artbook for veilguard and what could've been (potentially), i've been going actually yeah, where are the agents of fen'harel in the veilguard? why is he all alone and there's no one causing problems on his behalf when there canonically have been his agents mentioned since tresspasser?

[frenzyarts]

Oh. No, that was not me.

(Censoring the name in an attempt to prevent more people from seeing it) Thank you for letting me know. I’m at work so I can’t really do much right now but I’ll try to get it taken down tonight. If anyone has any advice on how to deal with patreon leaks, please let me know.

Man this really just breaks my heart. My dream is to be able to support myself as an artist and Patreon is a big part of that. And I’m super grateful to my patrons, so it really hurts knowing that the leak was caused by one of them 😞

I didn’t realize I was big enough for this man I don’t even have 100 instagram followers. Can we save piracy for like multi million dollar corporations and not me, A Random Person

[isuggestwishcraft]

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[weltraum-vaquero]

There’s apparently been a very big leak from someone who managed to get their hands on the entirety of a fully rendered version of season two of Arcane. Reminder that this blog is safe from leaks, but also that I’ll most likely keep my activity to a minimum.

[sepulchrypha]

Hello Dark Deception fandom.

[fandomdemigirl]

so everyone over here is freaking the fuck out because 'oh my god, tommy's going to be in my state, im in the danger zone, what are the proper precautions???' and meanwhile my friend and i are six rows away from him (we somehow got tickets to go to the show) so....