#also a good excuse to practice my backgrounds

[mixelation]

wrt that previous post, i am imagining that via whatever process signing up for training grounds is, you can also be like "want partner to practice [thing] with" and you can consult listing of ppl looking for partners. like usually people prefer organizing their own training partners, but sometimes your usual buddies aren't available or you don't HAVE buddies or you don't know who to ask for specific kinds of help. so what keeps happening is tori gets close to whatever deadline and realizes she doesn't have enough practical hours and then she just signs up without prejudice to spar with whoever wants a partner at the time. this is a deeply insane thing to do UNLESS your background is being the punching bag for a bunch of oto-nin and akatsuki. tori is just kind of like "yeah i think i can just handle anything a career chunin wants to throw at me :)" which sounds deeply egotistical but lbr she's kind of right (she can't necessarily assist the way you want but she has definitely dealt with something significantly more bizarre than you before)

anyway i want to write a scene where tori is like "oh no, my training hours--" and signs up to spar with some guy but when they get the training ground there's people already using it. and usually if you show up and a bunch of high powered jounin are there you usually just let them have it. however tori has yet to met a man woman or god she wouldn't talk back to if she knew she was right. so imagine you're Akimichi Unimportant-san and you're like "oh i'm sure they'll be done soon, want a snack while we wait--" and your tiny sparring partner is like "I DO WANT A SNACK BUT I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS >:( EXCUSE ME, SHINOBI-SAN--" and she takes the meat bun you offered her and stomps into the training ground despite the ongoing a-rank jutsu being thrown around and through a mouthful of food is like "hi sorry we have this training ground reserved actually, you can see our names on the list outside :)"

from tori's POV usually people do respect "hey this is our reservation time, actually," even if they're surprised she ~dared~ to ask but today one of the jounin is an asshole and he's like "well, our training is more important, so shoo" and tori is like "what so the rules don't apply to jounin? maybe i misunderstood something and should go ask the hokage...." and jounin number #2 is like "oh my GOD are you really going to make this poor girl try to get an appointment with the HOKAGE?" and then they leave and tori is like "akimichi-san this snack was very good. also can i collect some rna before and after you use the expansion jutsu i just wanna check some things, thanks"

[steggymus]

gansey’s tarot card

[plagueislost]

capes…

[pianokantzart]

Mario's normally the last one to stress about visitors. But there are exceptions.

[nimbusclan]

Don't be scared of feeling wild Two kids on the run We've only just begun We've just begun

[sketchydesign78]

Ready... Fight! 🤜🤛💥

Btw I used @maryfreedom342's designs for these two because I think they're neat c:

[mayhasopinions]

like a shooting star, he shines 🌟

[bisexualdinahlance]

One day I'm gonna write the pimms/jackparse canon adjacent fic of my dreams where during Jack's rehab therapy they start exchanging letters and then emails as part of the healing process and this evolves into an off and on friendship then relationship that lasts throughout canon

[crimsonkenjii-writes]

crimsooonnnn, (〃ω〃) i wanted to ask if you have any cute stories about baby tomioka or any funny family moments with you, him, and giyuu ♡ i’d love to hear about them!!

Aaaahh these thoughts usually just creep up on me lolol but I’ll try to remember them!!

One I always think of though, that I’ve already mentioned, is baby Tomioka being a hair puller lolol. Always pulling our hair and never realizing bc he’s just trying to cling on lol. Only sometimes does he do it out of entertainment. So sometimes I’ll headcannon that that’s the reason Giyuu cuts his hair so it could encourage his baby to pull on hair less lol

He also like to chew on things, teething or not teething. He’s just a chewer lolol. Since I also mentioned already with the whole “he loves to steal Giyuu’s kirimi keychain and chew on it” kekeke. He’ll chew on his straw and then whine that he can’t drink out of it anymore bc he chewed the straw shut lolol

And he of course had the good baby smell!! He smelled so cute and sweet, Giyuu had caught me huffing his head multiple times. (And often times he joined me too lmao)

I also kind of wanna say he’s more of a papa’s boy!! 😖 not cuz it’s “father and first born son” but just because they get along so, so well. So this one time, Giyuu was holding him and he just kept crying and Giyuu didn’t know why. He tried everything and nothing worked and when I held him, he finally stopped crying. He just wanted his mama and we were both surprised bc of just how much more attached he is to Giyuu lolol. (Of course he loves me too! He was more attached to me the much younger he was since a baby usually often depends more on their mother lol)

I REALIZE IM JUST REALLY RAMBLING ABOUT HEADCANONS LMAO!!

Okay so a silly moment or scenario!

One I think about often is Giyuu walking in on me singing our baby a lullaby 😖😖💗 there are a few songs I always have in mind that I think would be great as a lullaby. And I’d just wanna sing them to my fictional baby lol. But Giyuu knows I’ll stop if I see or hear him so he’s just admiring from the doorframe until I sense his presence and get embarrassed that he heard me lmao. (Giyuu will also sing to his baby, but so softly and quietly. More of like he’s singing to himself while holding his baby but nonetheless still singing to him ♡)

Not really a silly moment but I guess a cute one! I looveee ponds and watching fish swim around and I wanna say my baby would be mesmerized by it too lol. So we’re walking through a garden as a family one day and find a pond with koi inside so me and baby Tomioka are just staring in awe, pointing at the fish and just simply entranced lol. And it gives Giyuu a chance to just stare and admire us and he just thinks about how absolutely happy and lucky he is ppfftt. Such a soft expression on his face!! Smiling happily at us as he watches his family being all cute and domestic lolol. And then he starts to think of adding a koi pond to his estate so that we could stare at it all the time kekeke

[moominsuki]

✎ᝰ BAKUGOU KATSUKI ; — 11:36 AM OR when you’re needy and he’s ready to help you. doesn’t mean he won’t have some of his own fun while doing it. (birthday special)

࿄ ! warnings - major nsfw. squirting. f!reader. kind of dubcon but not really. / note. hey… how y’all doing! i have no excuses this time lol. i also can’t promise i will be back! i couldn’t let this brew in my drafts forever, esp. on his birthday. but enjoy :} minors& blank blogs dni.

you: hey kats i miss you :(

you: katsuki? i need you

you sent those texts at around 11:36 am and it’s now almost an hour later, with katsuki being in a very important heroes’ meeting of some sort. now, katsuki never takes time or leave off of work only on the condition he’s practically spilling his guts onto the floor - and even so, he’d come in with his hands wrapped round his lower abdomen if he wasn’t chastised for showing up half dead.

this wasn’t out of the ordinary for you - you know, to text him all needy and sad. don’t get it all wrong, it makes katsuki’s heart clench to have to leave you to your lonesome when he’s busy and you’re not. he knows how you get when you get off your period and mixed when you’re also feeling poorly comes a combination of you feeling melancholic, sweet and also very needy. by the way, did he mention needy yet?

katsuki: what’s up with you? you ok?

his phone vibrates almost as fast as he tried to stuff it in his pocket and he inconspicuously looks down.

you: no… i need you :((

katsuki sighs looking at your texts, excusing himself from the meeting and giving what he’d consider sympathetic eyes to his friends before dialling up your number.

“you okay, princess?” katsuki frowns, “i know you ‘aven’t been feeling well these past few days but ‘m busy-”

“katsukiii,” you all but whine into the phone, mewling and he straightens up immediately at your voice, ears turning a cute shade of pink. oh. he knows this tone. he knows it all too well amongst the linen sheets of his bed.

“i know i shouldn’t be calling while you’re busy but, fuck, i need you, need you so much,” you gasp on the other side of the line, practically swimming in his bed, wearing only your cotton panties and a barely there tank top.

katsuki bites his fist, standing behind the conference room door, groaning quietly. “yeah?”

“mhmmm, i really do,” you simper, “you looked really good this morning an-and you smelt so good and… ‘m just really, really needy right now.”

katsuki should tell you to get a grip, dash some cold water on your face and put your fingers to good use but the way you’re moaning and whining across the phone is making all his blood cells rush from the rational parts of his body down to the irrational parts of his body.

“where r’you right now?”

“in your bed… just like how you left me,” you sigh, a pathetic and wanton lilt to your words. “all alone in this big and cold bed wishing my big, strong man would come home and give me what i deserve.”

your flushed face boyfriend all but snarls, teeth bared over the phone. “yeah? what d’you deserve, then, for interrupting me at work and and then begging me to come home and fuck you? cos that’s what you want, right? for me t’drop everythin’ and come running to you?”

“yup,” you hum, popping the ‘p’ and some rustling can be heard in the background. “well, ‘s your choice, really. i just… really need you, baby.”

you can hear katsuki’s deep breathing over the phone and you’re so certain you can hear the cogs in his skull turning, clicking as he mulls over this decision. he clears his throat, lamenting with a big sigh as if this is all one big inconvenience for him.

just at that moment, deku comes through the door.

“everything okay, kacch- dynamight? if you’re busy we can discuss this with you another time.”

“…‘m gonna have to head home for a little while… something’s come up. don’ wait up. i’ll be back as quick as i can.”

katsuki wants to bite you when he can make out the smile over your exhale through the receiver but you’re quick to hang up as deku reassures his friend in his naïveté, unknowing to the true purpose of his mid day return home.

when katsuki returns within 10 minutes since your call (usually it’s a 16 minute drive from the agency to home - pedal to the metal), you’re already on the couch, and your tank top does nothing to hide the hardness of your nipples and katsuki can see the shape of your cunt lips through your barely there panties.

no words are passed as you smile sweetly at your boyfriend, who kicks off his shoes and whose hands already at his belt as he stalks over to your seated body.

“how d’ya want it, huh?” you’re already moving back across the couch, legs spread.

“just fuck me please,” you whimper, “wan’ you to stretch me out with your cock.” you paw at his hips, at the waistline of his trousers that situate themselves in front of your face.

“you don’ want me to stretch you out first?” he muses, dropping down to his knees in front of your scantily clad pussy, thick fingers pressing on your covered clit and you hum, shaking your head.

“i can take it right now,” you gasp, and two fingers slip into your pants despite your protests at how you “don’t need to be prepped,” and that you “can take him right now.” alas, you shut up effective immediately when his fingers skim through your panties and straight to rubbing your hardened nub and you can’t find it in yourself to get annoyed when two digits slip inside you, curling up only for a mere second and jolting your body along with it.

katsuki pulls his dampened fingers out, effectively taking off your panties with him. “your decision. don’t get pissy with me later when it’s sore, because ‘m not gonna have it.”

you shake your head defiantly, utterances of “i won’t” and “just please fuck me,” meshing into a slurry of words.

he grabs your face to look at you. “you promise?”

you nod and he frowns, smushing your cheeks slightly. “you better speak up and fast, because i ain’t got all day, princess.”

“i promish! i promishh.” the words come out muffled against the grip of his hand. your boyfriend takes the answer anyhow, because he gets up from off his knees to impatiently throw off his blazer, then down his trousers and pants in one swoop.

there’s a smug look on your face and katsuki can tell you’re trying to hide a triumphant smile. he wants to wipe it off your face so badly.

“face down, ass up, pretty lady.”

you throw yourself around without a second to spare and katsuki stuffs a pillow under your hips, slapping your ass in the process. at any other time, you would’ve scolded him for leaving a print. instead you moan and arch your back, clenching cunt on display for his hungry eyes.

“fucking minx,” katsuki grumbles, settling behind you and letting the weight of his mostly hard cock tap against your pussy, delving between your puffy lips and rubbing against your hardened clit.

you try to be good, try not to say anything that might make him want to punish you but you’re growing restless at what feels like hours of torture (hours being mere seconds that is) and you sniffle out a weak “katsuki, please…”

his heart clenches at your tone and even when he’s trying to tease you, he can’t help but feed out the palm of your hand. he also can’t help that his dick pulsates in his grip at the pathetic tone of your voice.

“don’t rush me or i’ll leave you like this,” he grumbles, and you both know he wouldn’t dare, and you’re about to protest, turn your head to spit defiantly at him but it’s much too late for that. he sinks in, weighty and thick and it knocks the breath out of you. you practically face plant into the armrest of the couch and your teeth bites into the cashmere fabric.

there’s something about not being prepped before that makes this so much more intimate and sexy for the both of you, but the impending realisation that you will be sore tomorrow dawns on you as you feel the heft of his balls press on you. he’s right to the hilt and you’re full to the brim, gasping.

neither of you can get a word out edgeways or sideways - katsuki leans down to wrap a thick arm around your neck and though he can barely see your face, he can feel the salty tears dribbling down his forearm and he can most definitely hear the wordless cries coming from out your agape mouth.

“this is what you wanted,” he hisses, nose in your hair, his wide body trapping you to the couch, “don’t you fuckin’ complain later- fuckin’, shittt,” he groans, pulling back out slightly and getting sucked in by your silken walls. the living room has gotten 100 degrees hotter and he wants to blame you so badly, but you moan out his name wantonly, one hand around his own that’s slightly bruising against your neck and he’s putty.

“hurts so good,” you finally get out, toes curling when the tip of his cock hits against that honeyed spot. “jus’- jus’ like that,” you slur, legs shaking and thrashing when you feel katsuki’s hand slip between your bodies.

all he can focus on is how fast you got sloppy for him, the conjoining of your bodies, if only fleeting, is getting to him, if the clench of his balls has anything to say about it. his hand finds your throbbing pearl and a straying pointer fingers rubs on it firmly in broad, confident circles, and you choke, eyes crossing.

your body stiffens and you’re not even sure you’re speaking a coherent language at this point, but you garble out something along the lines of “i love you,” and “i can’t take it,” and a contradicting “like that, katsuki.”

behind you, he’s thrusting even harder and rubbing faster at your clit, pressing down with ferocity and you’re not even sure what you’re begging for anymore, the tension in your bladder rising. even in the midst of a second, impending orgasm do you turn and try to kiss him, which he gladly accepts, tongue delving into your mouth and he inevitably hunches, grunting and huffing, red faced and shooting ropes of thick cum inside of you.

that’s when your second one hits, and it’s even heavier than the last, sprays of liquid hitting your boyfriend’s lower abdomen and you squeal, hips gyrating and katsuki doesn’t slow until you’re basically limp, collapsed against the softness of his sofa.

he kisses your head, pulling out and you gasp at the exit. no words are shared as he brandishes a damp cloth from somewhere - he must’ve gotten up in your daze, you didn’t even know he had left from behind you at all, and it makes you sigh, cheeks resting against the armrest.

katsuki cleans you up in typical, sweetheart fashion, passing you a blanket and your clothes like he always does after a romp, and it’s only when he makes you sit up so you can eat a banana and drink a glass of cold, fresh water do you say something.

“so i take that you’re not going back into work?”

katsuki’s eyebrows shoot up into his hairline, and he looks away from you, pouting. you think he’s not going to say anything till he scoffs a short moment later, “…’s not like i had much to do today anyway… i’ll catch up with those idiots later.”

you don’t bite back your smile this time and he pulls you into his chest. “you better wipe that shit eating grin off ya face.”

“or what? you threatening me with a good time?” you giggle, wiggling your brows and he opens his mouth to bark back until you move your hips slightly and hiss.

“what was that?” he questions and you ignore him. he groans, swiping a hand across his face,“…y/n, i-”

“‘m not complaining!… but i would be lying if i said it’s not a little sore- hey!”

katsuki wraps you up in his arms, blanket strewn.

“what are you-”

“since ‘m taking the rest of the day off, might as well go clean up and have a bath… remind me to never listen to you again.”

“hey! it’s not my fault you’re such a brute,” you laugh as he kisses your face, walking up the stairs.

“not so hard!” you hiss in pain, “‘m sore!”

yeah. remind katsuki to never listen to you when you’re horny.

࿄ ! — all rights reserved © MOOMINSUKI 2024. please do not copy, translate, repost nor recommend my work outside of tumblr. this is strictly prohibited

[deerspherestudios]

I've been struggling with how to write this out, but the ask box closing gave me an excuse to sit down and make an official attempt at it. Apologies if it's long but I don't think I can compact it without missing some points I wanted to ramble about

I downloaded and played Astronought back in November. I love all its little details, and of course Atom itself.

From the purposefully misspelled title (nought like not/nothing instead of naut like nautical), to how utterly charming Atom is (their general mannerisms, and their laugh… sounds like chittering……), this game is something that has stuck itself in my head

After getting my first ending (route?) it was too late to play a second one & I ended up in the files (wanting to get more of them and this was the easiest way. also curiosity), and THE FILE NAMES? I'M SANE. ABOUT THE FILE NAMES. (Finding out my favorite CG was named "whipped" was very funny, because YEAH. IT TRULY IS, ISN'T IT.) The music that was ALREADY my favorite present in the game AND REALIZING IT'S NAMED "IT SIGHS AND YEARNS AND BEGS TO RETURN" IN THE FILES? YOU REALLY HAD TO DO THAT TO ME, HUH. Very fitting, I applaud you for tugging my heartstrings. At first the SFX named "your favorite" confused me. Until it hit me that it's the lights changing to your favorite colour. ITS THE. AGUHHH. I thought that was a very neat detail and I enjoyed figuring that one out. There's a lot of names in there that I had fun looking over, even if they weren't really meant to be looked at by the average player (?) The game's backgrounds are very well done, too. All of them feel very cohesive :]

Now, onto Atom themselves. Your honour, the worms have unfortunately charmed me. NOT TO MENTION THEY'RE JUST SO FASCINATING? ALL THEIR LITTLE QUIRKS AND EVERY LITTLE FACT. I have a great many questions that I've managed to forget while typing this but I'll try to write them down next time I remember them. However. I love how inhuman they truly are. Their diet is different (THEY can eat kibble, why can't you), their morals are different (murder is okay if it's in retaliation, etc. etc.) HOW THEY CAN GAIN INFORMATION BY EFFECTIVELY CONSUMING SOMEONE? THEY CAN CHANGE THEMSELVES TO BE DIFFERENT MATTERS???? The fact they may as well be buzzing at any form of affection you offer them (They pause when you offer to shake their hand and practically vibrate when you pat them on the shoulder) while still usually being restrained enough to avoid possible issues (it's noted the worms have an odd texture in game, and they don't immediately jump you and instead gingerly wrap a single worm around your finger) is,. oughg I LOVE THE REASON THEY CALL YOU LUNA NOVA, TOO. IT'S ADORABLE Even when they're being a bit more fucked up I still adore them. I got the softer route at first (couldn't say no to them, even if it was a bit illogical in the current situation), and even when I went back for the other route (and by god is that likely a different impression) it just made me MORE interested in it. I could go on.

I went into playing the game knowing the twist, I will admit, but the scene of the reveal was still quite impactful! (possibly quite literally. Atom did take a blunt force hit there) Not to mention how enthralled I got in the escape pod section. It delivered on the tense atmosphere quite well! Each scene was a good build up to the true reveal of what they are and writing this out makes me want to play it again I won't lie to you

Speaking of that general section, Moon Waltz. I got curious and I ended up screenshotting the lyrics it mentions (because I couldn't tear myself away from that moment to look it up right then) and afterwards looking it up (I found it very fitting for it to mention THAT lyric of all of them. think I said something similar out loud). I ended up listening to the song and got it stuck in my head for nearly 3 weeks straight. It's still one of my favorites to this day :]

Even when I tried getting to bed I was still kept up by writing down little ideas I had for them. I do not think I've ever had a game revive my spark of creativity as fast as Astronought did. I still have a lot of those ideas to get to and I honestly hope I do.

Hopefully this wasn't too much, I'm still getting used to telling creators that I love their work and am a bit new to this, but in summary: This game is incredibly charming and has wormed (HAH) its way into my heart. thank you for creating Astronought, and I wish you well on your future game endeavours o/

Aaaa I don't wanan be self indulgent on main but waaaaa aghaaa,

Working on Astronought last year was meant to be a break from writing MO. I think I manifested something when writing for Atom, they're such a goofy obsessive goober with absurd sci-fi logic almost to the point of comical sometimes and I just had fun with it!!

To think someone noticed all the silly little details that were just meant for me to see when it comes to the file names and references and even the title when I was working on it means so much!! This one is definitely a message I'll come back to over and over, especially for a short one-shot game.

Thank you so much <3<3<3!

[slytherinshua]

ᝰ　LOVE THINGS　( 엔시티 위시 )

      summary . . . little things they do in a relationship !

genre fluff , established relationship , headcanons , nct wish x reader   cw kissing , teasing , some food mention , not proofread    wc 887   request no   note ugh i'm going crazy i love wishies so bad. these were just little thoughts that came to me while i was watching some behind videos and lord i love these boys so much :( put on tears are falling and trust my tears WILL start to fall   net @kstrucknet @chrimatanet

OH SION ﾐ 오시온

needs hugs to recharge throughout the day. same with kisses. always begging you for affection even if you give him a lot, and will cling to you as well. he can just never get enough and will come up with excuses just to get an extra kiss out of you.

gets excited even for the little things like a surprise day off or an extra hour to spend with you. never lets you get bored and always has ideas of what to do together to make it a date. any time spent with your boyfriend is time well spent. 

definitely has a picture of you as his phone background. on long work days or overseas schedules he misses you too much and likes to still see your face when video calling isn’t an option. likes the idea of matching couple rings or a necklace to have when you’re apart and gets a pair for you at some point.

MAEDA RIKU ﾐ 前田 陸

wears tank tops or t-shirts that look really good on him and then pretends he doesn’t know why you’re staring at him or all over him. he can’t feign ignorance for too long, though, because he always ends up giggling at how cute you are. 

shares his food with you and always makes sure you eat well. would rather order something you like and share it than order something he’s personally craving, especially if you are slightly pickier with your food. he loves enjoying food together and seeing you satisfied. 

has to hold your hand if you’re ever walking somewhere. more of a comfort than function. he knows he won’t lose you, but he likes the feeling of having your hand in his. will also reach out to hold your hand if you’re sitting next to each other. he likes the feeling of your soft skin.

TOKUNO YUSHI ﾐ 得能勇志

eye contact from across the room leads to mini staring contests that end in giggles and laughter. he’ll stare at you like a little cat until he gets your attention just to smile or wink to see you blush or roll your eyes. 

appears out of nowhere sneaking behind you for hugs or planting kisses on your cheek or neck. you often hear him before you see him if he whispers his favourite nickname for you or a simple hey before his arms are wrapping around you.

lies on top of you whenever you’re sitting on the couch. loves when you play with his hair or kiss his forehead. but will also tease you by blocking any attempts to kiss his lips. until you push him onto the floor and then he’s coming back to you begging for a real kiss. 

KIM DAEYOUNG ﾐ 김대영

always texts you throughout the day, sending memes or little updates. especially during practice when he’s surrounded by the other members’ antics. he sits on the side of the studio and finds his own peaceful quiet by messaging you. 

loves taking couple photos and practically has to take a new one each day. whether an ootd photo in the mirror or a cute pose where you’re kissing his cheek, he loves his little collection of them to remember each day with you. prints them out as polaroids and puts his favourite one in his phone case.

will sing any song you like and sends you little covers through voice messages throughout the day. he’ll include raw takes too when he messes up the lyrics or forgets the melody and you might just love when his giggles interrupt the cover even more than a perfect take.

HIROSE RYO ﾐ 廣瀬遼

shares all his clothes with you and even accessories too. his hoodies are practically your sweaters, and his necklaces end up on you more often than he wears them. he thinks it’s super cute, but you do have to compete with sakuya sometimes for dibs on ryo’s sweaters.

teases you with his kisses by pulling away too fast or kissing just beside your lips. only does it to get a reaction out of you and will of course give you a proper kiss eventually, but he lives for your grumpy face. 

is so patient with you and puts up with your cuteness aggression for him. perhaps he understands it because he feels the same urge to squish sakuya’s cheeks (and yours, too). doesn’t mind if his face is showered in kisses and he’s trapped in a tight hug for minutes. let’s you squeeze him like he’s your personal teddy bear. 

FUJINAGA SAKUYA ﾐ 藤永咲哉

the king of matching everything with you: shirts, nails, shoes, even hair ties. he always lets you play with his hair or put it up before he has dance practice. and if his nails aren’t matching with yours, he’s doing something wrong. 

he’s your best friend truly before being your boyfriend, and all the inside jokes you made as friends still make you giggle when they’re brought up. sakuya loves to recreate them whenever he can to make you giggle uncontrollably.

is still super shy with you at times, even though you’ve been dating for a while. if you kiss him by surprise his cheeks will tint pink and he might even stutter over his words. he’s used to being teased by the members for being the youngest and lovesick, and he may never grow out of his shyness towards you.

nct wish taglist (bolded could not be tagged): @kangtaehyunzzz,, @eternalgyu,, @lexeees,, @nyukyusnz,, @planetkiimchi,, @haecien,, @talkingsaxy,, @thesunsfullmoon,, @hursheys,, @mjupis,, @lilly-cherry7,, @kpopandbookschild,, @taroddori,, @lexeees,, @voikiraz,, @xikskrrrs,, @cupidslovearrows,, @yvshi,, @nicholasluvbot

[artstennisracket]

request: patrick with virgin!reader where she thinks she’s ready to go all the way but patrick’s more experienced movement start to make her feel nervous and she ask to stop. patrick so caught up in the moment doesn’t register what’s said until she’s pushing him off and it moves into a conversation about what happened and patrick comforting her.

experienced!Patrick x virgin!fem reader

cw: nsfw (18+), technical sexual assault by dumbfuckery (patrick doesn’t hear reader at first), this is a sensitive topic so I won’t be tagging anyone from my taglist , please take care yourselves! and sorry this took so long anon

Patrick had been seeing you for a little while now. Not really dating, not really fuck buddies since you didn’t fuck per se. More like flirty hangouts that sometimes end in heavy touching.

You wanted to do more but you were nervous. He would try to progress things but you’d shut it down, making up some excuse about having to study. You’ve never had sex before so you didn’t know what to expect and you’ve felt Patrick hard before, he wasn’t exactly small.

You also felt like one day he’d get fed up and stop hanging out with you. You’re sure you weren’t the only person he was seeing so what’s to stop him from ending whatever this was.

A part of you was also just scared to let him in. Sex was a super intimate act that two people do when they love each other very much. At least that how your parents described it to you when you were younger.

What if he didn’t like it? Didn’t like doing it with you? What if he didn’t like the faces you made? The noises you let out? Being that vulnerable to someone like Patrick didn’t appeal to you. He’s experienced. He knows what he likes and what he doesn’t. So who’s to say he’d even enjoy sex with some as inexperienced as you?

You also didn’t want to be a virgin forever. Being an inexperienced first year at college was embarrassing. Okay fuck it, Patrick was the only guy currently interested in you so you might well.

So you started off easy. One night you asked to go further. Asking to give him a blowjob to which he said, “Never gonna say no to that,” with his signature smirk.

He gave you minimal instruction but you did some of your own research prior. Judging from his reactions you could tell he was enjoying it. He didn’t finish from it , which was disappointing. But he explained that it’d take practice and he doesn’t always finish from head.

Afterwards he just jerked off while he instructed you on how he wanted you to touch yourself. Something about watching him cum from watching you, gave you an extra boost of confidence you didn’t know you needed.

Things naturally progressed for the next two weeks until you guys had done everything except sex.

You were still getting into your head about sex. Whenever you talked to your friends about it they would just say, “You’ll know when you’re ready.”

You guys were making out on your dorm bed like usual, some random movie in the background. Patrick was in his boxers while you were only in your bra.

He kissed down your navel until he reached your opening. He placed a light kiss on your clit before he started to eat you eat. Licking and sucking with the perfect amounts of pressure as he’s gotten to know your body the past few weeks.

He adds a finger and then another, pumping in and out of you while his tongue focuses on your bundle of nerves, “Fuck Patrick.” His fingers feel good but your mind drifts, thinking about how good he could feel inside you. Your hands find your way to his dark curls, pulling the way you know he likes, “Need you, inside me,” You whine.

He pulls his mouth off you, still pumping his fingers, “I’m already fingering you.” His lips glistened slightly from being covered in your slick.

“No Patrick, need you inside me,” You gasp as he starts curling his fingers mid sentence.

“Oh fuck, yeah, okay.” He pulls his fingers out, getting off the bed in search of his discarded shorts. You are about to ask what he’s doing until you see him pull a condom out of his wallet.

He pulls his boxers off before he climbs on top of you. He’s kneeling in between your legs, stroking himself a few times to come to full hardness. “Are you sure about this?” He asks. He’s giving an out but somehow it doesn’t feel like an out. You watch him roll the condom on before you even give a response. Like he’s already assumed your response.

You take a deep breath before you nod. He lines himself up, leaning over you with his hand planted next to your face to hold himself up.

He pushes in slowly and his face falls in the crook of your neck. He murmurs into your skin, “You’re really fucking tight jesus christ.”

You could feel the way your body was stretching to accommodate him but it— it hurts. He hasn’t even bottomed out yet but your face was scrunched up in pain. It wasn’t an overbearing pain but it just didn’t feel good.

“Patrick,” You say hoping to get his attention, but he keeps his face buried still pushing into you.

“Patrick, stop,” You say barely above a whisper because you’re not even sure what you want yourself. You could stick it out and hope it’ll get better. But everyone says sex isn’t supposed to hurt. Maybe your physical pain was being exacerbated by the fact that you were panicking internally. You thought you were ready for this, ready for him.

“Stop! Patrick stop, please,” You cry out but it’s like he can’t hear you. You move your hands to start pushing him off of you.

He sits up, “You okay?” He’s still inside you, so you keep pushing against his abdomen until he gets the idea.

That’s when he notices the way you’re breathing heavily and the glossiness in your eyes.

“Hey what happened?” He runs a hand through his hair, very confused.

You get off the bed and start picking up your clothes off the floor. You start pulling them on, “I said stop and you just— you ignored me.”

That’s when his face drops. He’s heard of guys like that and he thought they were all assholes. He’s even beat up guys like that before. Patrick has two older sisters who he's always been overprotective of and he can’t believe what he just did.

There’s no excuse. Even if he didn't hear you, if he just caught up in the moment, he should’ve stopped. “Fuck, I’m so sorry Y/N.”

He pulls off the condom to throw it out. He pulls on his boxers and his shorts. He tries to approach you but you shake your head no.

You walk over to your bed, sitting with your knees pulled up to your chest.

He sighs pulling his shirt on, “I swear I didn’t hear you. I know that’s not an excuse but I would never do that to you on purpose. I’m really fucking sorry.”

You focus on trying to steady your breathing. Of course you don’t think he did it on purpose, it just hurt. You put a lot of trust into him and maybe there’s a part of you that knew you rushed yourself.

“I know you didn’t I just—“ You’re not really sure what to say.

He walks back over to you, deciding to sit on the floor in front of you so as to not crowd your personal space too much, “I really hope that I didn’t ruin everything,” he says softly looking up at you.

And he didn’t. But it would probably take some time to build that trust back up again. He moves his hand slowly, giving you time to reject his touch. He brings it up to your ankle, rubbing soothing circles on the exposed skin there. Hid touch is so light, likes he’s scared he’s going to break you. And he just sits with you.

After a few moments he moves up onto the bed to sit next to you. Still keeping his movements slow. He puts his arm around your shoulder and you lean into him. Closing your eyes and letting your feelings wash over you.

The anger you felt towards him dissipated as the frustration you feel about yourself grows. Why didn’t you say something sooner? Push him off sooner? Scream sooner? but the part that really made you upset was why couldn’t you just be ready?

You didn’t realize you said that last part out loud until Patrick responds, “You’ll know when you’re ready. Could be tomorrow, could be ten years from now. But don’t rush yourself for me.”

You sigh, “I just- I feel like a big baby,” letting out a dry laugh. You use your sleeve to wipe away the unspilt tears from your eyes.

He shakes his head, “You’re not I promise. You really don’t think you’re the only first year that’s still a virgin right? Because I can promise there are full grown adults who are still virgins. And that’s okay. They’ll know when they’re ready too.”

You nod. He’s right. There’s no need to rush

[erraticalart]

May I Have This Seat?

Hey, guys, I'm back again. At least for now. Would you believe me if I told you that this comic took me around half a year to finish this? Procrastination will be the death of me... I made this as an excuse to have Heavy and Medic sit on each other's laps.

(Pray for Medic's lap, though he might enjoy the sensational pressure he's experiencing.)

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I also made this to practice on backgrounds again, specifically indoors.

And yes, there's inconsistencies here and there like how the second scene has no lineart because I was testing if I should have my backgrounds with/without lineart (very pretty and cozy scene to look at but hell to choose and blend colors together, but hey, it was worth it), and how near the end of the last scene the atmosphere becomes more pinkish purple to get that dreamy romantic feel.

Also, I totally did not just trace the respawn room because I got lazy meanwhile, I used perspective rulers for the other scenes and making blueprints for the room and building to practice with architecture, and ironically the first scene is the last scene I worked on.

And I'd rather suffer than draw Heavy's bandolier over and over and OVER again...

And I finally gave them nails because their bare feet looked odd in the end, so I gave them toenails and it helped, but now I have to give them fingernails because that's just weird to have toenails and not fingernails. I wanted to experiment and I'm not sure if I should keep it to update my art style.

Sorry if I posted it late today because I literally just finished making this after finally working on it again for a couple of sleepless weeks.

That's what I get for being lazy while working on other art projects.

(Psst. Hey, ScoutPauling fans, I also have something for you guys as well, but you'll have to wait a bit as I'm currently finishing up some details. Also, this art I'm finishing is one of the reasons why I procrastinated with the HeavyMedic comic even though the comic is 2 months older than the pic. I was mostly focused on ScoutPauling more than this. But trust me, it looks good and cute, just wait...)

I need to make a better schedule...

Anyways, I hope you enjoy this comic and Happy Valentine's Day!

[lustlovehart]

For your followers requests, maybe a sketch of slime monster Azul with little details about him? He sounds so fascinating in your teaser list!

Congrats on the 700+ followers!

A/n: Azul’s a fav but my goodness I cannot draw him, in fact, I kind of hate the drawing (╥_╥). I’ve never done slime before so I blame it on that, and backgrounds, all my homies hate backgrounds. This was a lot quicker to do though, as I did have an Azul sketch made before this request so I just got back to doing that one. Drawing under the cut! Also in head canon format.

Pairing: Monster!Twst [ Slime Kraken! Azul x Reader ]

Warnings: Slight possessiveness towards the end, Azul struggles with insecurity, Three hearts are seen in the drawing

- Due to his insecurity about being a slime and all that, he formed some barrier made of shell to keep a stable form instead of melting into some disfigured blob.

- Before meeting you, Azul, Jade, and Floyd had no preference for their smaller, more humanoid forms, as they didn’t have any particular liking towards humans. To them, what was the point? They were essentially the top predators in the sea with the massive body they already inhabited. That changes when you come in, as now they have a real reason, if they’re in their real forms, how could they ever hold you, have fun in the water?

- It’s slightly different for Azul though, as not only can he become humanoid, but can become human as well (In appearance, each monstrous tendency he holds is still deep within him. He also can’t keep it up for very long, only 4 hours at max) He does this because well… you’re human. All the details he reads from human remnants, like books, or photos, shows romantic relationships can only be achieved within their species. So, he’ll become a mortal, for you.

- In the moments where you do catch him in his smaller form, he’ll attempt to hide from you, or come up with a swift suave excuse as to leave. There was one moment where he couldn’t avoid it… In a state of exhaustion he passed out, having not found any nutritional intake in the sea lately.

When he woke up, he’s ready to spring back into hunting mode, but the feeling of solid skin rather than hard rock makes him slowly turn his head up, your form looking down at him, his soft head laid in your lap. He’s practically stunned, you’re not ridiculing him for being made up of something so gross… Your fingers brush a strand of his hair back, watching as he slowly lifts himself up, a slimy residue left on your thighs.

There’s no way, you must be disgusted by now—

“You were on the floor. That’s not very common is it? That’s why you’re here, sleeping somewhere… better?”

It’s official, Azul will either follow you on land, or you’ll stay with him in the sea forever.

“Hm, perhaps it is better, maybe we should form an agreement that lets me sleep here, rather than the hard sea bottom?”

Thank you for the congratulations! I really was not expecting to have 700 so soon ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎

[atlasthegreatest]

A Surprise Worth Waiting For / Im Nayeon x Female Reader

After spending their third anniversary alone due to Nayeon’s busy schedule, Y/n prepares for another quiet night, believing she’ll also be alone for her birthday. However, to her surprise, her girlfriend arrives unexpectedly at her door with a cake in her hands.

Warning: None. Only fluff.

Word count: 1533

A/n: This one was requested by an anon. Hope you like it!

The soft hum of the city outside Y/n’s apartment window did little to calm her restless thoughts. She had spent the past few days trying to brush off the quiet disappointment of celebrating their third anniversary as a couple alone last week. It wasn’t Nayeon’s fault—her schedule had been packed, as always—but that didn’t make it any easier. Y/n missed her, plain and simple.

With her birthday coming up tomorrow, Y/n had already accepted that her girlfriend probably wouldn’t be able to make it for that either. The woman told herself it was fine, that she understood, but deep down, a part of her wished for something different.

The evening air was crisp as Y/n curled up on the couch, a soft blanket wrapped around her shoulders. Her laptop sat on the coffee table, a drama playing in the background, but the woman wasn’t paying attention. Just as she sighed and reached for her phone, contemplating sending Nayeon a goodnight text, the sound of her front door unlocking made her freeze.

Y/n’s heartbeat quickened. No one else had the key except—

“Surprise!”

The familiar voice sent a wave of warmth through Y/n before she even turned around. And there she was. Im Nayeon, standing in her doorway, a mischievous grin on her face, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

“Nayeon?” Y/n breathed out, barely believing what she was seeing.

Her girlfriend giggled, stepping inside and shutting the door behind her. “What? Not happy to see me?”

Y/n shook her head, still in shock. “I—I just wasn’t expecting you. You didn’t say anything—”

“That was kind of the point,” Nayeon teased, setting down a bag filled with what looked like neatly wrapped gifts. “I felt bad about missing our anniversary, and I knew I’d feel even worse if I missed your birthday too, so… I moved some things around and got here early.”

Y/n’s heart swelled as she stood up, finally closing the distance between them. Without a second thought, she wrapped her arms around Nayeon, burying her face into her shoulder. “I missed you,” she murmured.

Nayeon’s arms tightened around Y/n instantly. “I missed you more,” she whispered, her voice softer now, more tender.

For a few moments, they simply held each other, swaying slightly in the quiet of Y/n’s apartment. Then Nayeon pulled back just enough to look up at Y/n, her hands cupping her face. “Now, are you ready for your surprise?”

Y/n blinked. “That wasn’t the surprise?”

Nayeon laughed, shaking her head. “Nope. That was just step one. Step two involves cake, gifts, and an embarrassing amount of cuddles.”

Y/n’s lips curled into a smile. “I like the sound of that.”

“Good,” Nayeon said, pressing a quick kiss to Y/n’s jawline. “Because I’m going to spoil you so much, you’ll get tired of me by the end of the night.”

“Impossible,” Y/n said without hesitation.

Nayeon grinned. “We’ll see about that.”

And just like that, the night Y/n had expected to spend alone turned into something far more magical—wrapped in warmth, laughter, and the overwhelming presence of the woman she loved.

—-———————-

Nayeon pulled Y/n toward the couch, her excitement practically radiating off her as she grabbed the bag of gifts. She plopped down beside her girlfriend, her legs folding beneath her as she rummaged through the items with a secretive smile.

“You didn’t have to do all this,” Y/n said, watching the older girl with a mix of love and amusement.

Nayeon paused, giving her a look. “Excuse me? Of course, I did. My girlfriend deserves to be spoiled, especially after putting up with me missing our anniversary.”

Y/n laughed softly, shaking her head. “You make it sound like you’re a bad girlfriend. You’re not, Nayeon.”

Nayeon’s expression softened as she reached for Y/n’s hand, intertwining her fingers with hers. “I know, but I still feel bad. So let me make it up to you, okay?”

Y/n nodded, and Nayeon let out a satisfied hum before pulling out a small, neatly wrapped box. “Okay, first gift!”

Y/n carefully unwrapped it, peeling away the soft blue wrapping paper to reveal a delicate silver bracelet with a tiny heart charm. Her breath hitched as she ran her fingers over it, feeling the cool metal against her skin.

“Nayeon…”

“I saw it and thought of you,” the woman said, watching Y/n intently. “I know it’s simple, but I wanted you to have something that reminds you of me when we’re apart.”

Y/n’s heart swelled at her words. “I love it.”

Nayeon beamed. “Good, because there’s more.”

One by one, she handed Y/n small, thoughtful gifts—a soft hoodie she knew she’d steal from her anyway, a framed photo of the two of them from one of their first dates, a set of handwritten letters labeled for different moments (“Open when you miss me,” “Open when you’re sad,” “Open when you need to smile”).

By the time Y/n reached the last gift, her eyes were glossy with unshed tears. “Nayeon… this is too much.”

The woman shook her head. “Not even close. You deserve all of this and more.”

Y/n set the gifts aside carefully before reaching for her girlfriend, cupping her cheek. “You being here is the best gift.”

Nayeon’s lips parted slightly, her eyes searching Y/n’s before she let out a small, affectionate sigh. “You’re so cheesy,” she whispered, though the slight blush on her cheeks betrayed her.

“You love it,” Y/n teased.

Nayeon grinned. “Yeah, I do.”

Before Y/n could respond, she leaned in, capturing her lips in a slow, sweet kiss. It was warm and lingering, like the promise of a hundred more moments just like this. When Nayeon finally pulled away, she rested her forehead against Y/n’s, her thumb tracing small circles on her hand.

“Happy early birthday,” she murmured.

“Happy late anniversary,” Y/n whispered back.

Nayeon giggled, pulling her girlfriend into a hug. “Best celebration ever?”

Y/n nodded against her shoulder. “Best celebration ever.”

And with Nayeon by her side, Y/n meant every word.

Bonus Chapter:

Hours had passed since Nayeon arrived, and Y/n’s apartment had settled into a comfortable warmth. The remnants of their small celebration—a half-eaten cake, empty gift wrap, and a cozy pile of blankets—surrounded them both as they lay tangled together on the couch. The city outside was quiet, save for the occasional hum of a passing car, and the only light in the room came from the soft glow of the fairy lights strung up along the walls.

Nayeon rested her head on Y/n’s chest, her fingers lazily tracing patterns on her arm. “Are you tired?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Y/n shook her head, running her fingers through her girlfriend’s hair. “Not really. Just… happy.”

Nayeon hummed in approval, nuzzling closer. “Good. Because I want to stay like this for a while.”

Y/n smiled, pressing a kiss to the top of Nayeon’s head. “You say that now, but you always complain about my arm going numb.”

The woman gasped dramatically, sitting up just enough to look at Y/n. “That was one time!”

“Twice.”

“Okay, maybe twice,” she admitted with a pout. “But in my defense, you’re too comfy.”

Y/n chuckled, pulling her back down. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”

Nayeon sighed happily, her breath warm against Y/n’s skin. For a moment, the silence stretched between them, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. It was the kind of silence that felt safe—filled with unspoken words and the certainty of knowing they were exactly where they belonged.

Then, just as Y/n was starting to think she had fallen asleep, Nayeon spoke again, her voice softer this time. “You know… when I was on tour, I kept thinking about you.”

Y/n stilled for a moment before tightening her hold on the older woman. “Yeah?”

Nayeon nodded, her fingers lightly gripping the fabric of Y/n’s shirt. “I’d be exhausted, running on barely any sleep, but then I’d see a message from you or think about coming home to you, and it made everything feel easier. You keep me grounded, you know that?”

Y/n’s heart swelled at her confession, and she gently tilted Nayeon’s chin up so she could meet her gaze. “You do the same for me, Nayeon.”

The woman bit her lip, studying her girlfriend for a moment before whispering, “I love you.”

The weight of her words settled deep in Y/n’s chest, warm and steady. Y/n had heard her say it before, but something about the way she said it now—soft, unguarded like it was the most natural truth in the world—made her breath hitch.

Y/n cupped her face, brushing her thumb over her cheek. “I love you too.”

Nayeon grinned, a little sleepy but utterly radiant. “Say it again.”

Y/n chuckled. “I love you.”

“One more time?” she teased, though her voice was laced with something vulnerable.

Y/n leaned in, pressing a lingering kiss to her lips before murmuring against them, “I love you, Im Nayeon.”

The woman let out a soft, content sigh, melting into Y/n completely. “Best birthday ever,” she mumbled, her words slurring slightly as sleep finally started to pull at her.

Y/n smiled, running her fingers through her hair as her breathing evened out. “Best everything ever,” she whispered back, knowing that as long as she had Nayeon, every moment would feel like a gift.