#and uses g shade and all that stuff and i just do not have the time or computer capacity for it

[my-debauchery]

Nothing.

idol!yuta × afab!reader

idol!yuta × afab!reader

g`fluff, smut

cw`dom!yuta, sub!reader, crossdressing, kissing, spitting, facefucking, cumeating(f&m), oral(f. & m.), mommy kink, slapping, unconsciousness (all is consensual), squirting, explicit content, unprotected sex, fingering

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A/N:this was somewhat inspired by "Nothing On Me" by Kai. as always, constructive criticism is more than welcome. if you see mistakes in cw tagging, please, let me know.

you were seating at the dressing table, trying to properly curl your hair for the evening ahead. getting hotter by the minute from the effort and the heat of the iron.

as you finished the last strand of hair and pinned it up to cool, you lift your eyes up and see yuta in the reflection staring at you 'can you please open the window? i want to cool down before doing my makeup' you smiled and turned to face him.

yuta silently moves towards your bed and places his bag on it. he fulfills your request and you relish in the icy air filling the room.

you thank him and turn back to the mirror. you hear yuta approaching you while you're rummaging in your makeup drawer. he places his hands on your shoulders and you look up at him once again.

he gives you a unreadable look and kneels next to you. you start turning towards him, but he stops you. so you keep looking at each other though the mirror.

'would you mind doing my makeup too?' he asks you somewhat hesitantly 'sure' you say as you continue to look through your makeup collection again 'but i hope you understand that i never did male makeup, so it might look a bit strange. also i probably won't be able to do your skin, our shades don't match' you tease him.

'you didn't understand me' you hear 'huh?' you meet his eyes full of worries 'what do you mean then?' you inquire. he gets up and brings over his bag over to you.

he opens it up and takes stuff out places them onto the table 'i ordered this and hoped you would do my makeup how you do yours. female style, you know? i even got a foundation in my shade' he shows you a bottle of it and places it back on the table 'i also got a matching dress to yours for me to wear for our date'

'you want me to do your makeup like for a woman and to wear a dress for our date?' you ask carefully. your boyfriend just nods weakly.

yuta watches you get up and quickly go to the bathroom and the dread starts to sink in. he was terrified of what he presumes is happening right now. that you going to be horrified and want to leave him. that so far things were far too good to be true. that you were too accepting, easygoing and he crossed the line.

it was one thing to have kinks and introduce som/sub dynamics into the relationship, far easier to learn and adjust to. but completely other when your boyfriend wants to dress like a woman, who would want that?

yuta was trying to come up with something, anything to calm you down and convince you to not leave him. but after hearing some noise from the bathroom, he saw you waltz back into the bedroom with giddiness and a fluffy kuromi hairband in your hands.

'do you have a specific look in mind or do you want me to freestyle it? or as we going to have matching dresses, do you want to have matching makeup looks? to go all out?' you question while looking through the products he bought.

he grabs your hand 'you don't mind?' he asks and looks inquisitively at you. you look confused and he clarifies 'about me wearing feminine makeup and woman's clothes? that i want us to go out like that together, publicly?'

you giggle and answer 'no. i don't care in what form you come, yuta. your core doesn't change, even if you're a shapeless blob. i know that i love you and you love me, what else could possibly matter? as for the publicity aspect, i only worry that someone might recognize you, but i can try to make you unrecognizable. power of makeup and all that jazz, you know? also we go out at midnight on a walk, so we should be fine' you finish and hold his face gently.

he nods 'thank you. with you i truly feel like i'm alive for the first time' you lean in and give him a chaste kiss on the lips with a wide toothy grin 'now, do you want a full fantasy of a makeup shop experience?'

yuta laughs 'no. i've had plenty of that. i want a fantasy of my girlfriend doing my makeup. preferably while sitting on my lap' he sits down and pulls in to straddle him.

you snort and ask if he has any reference pictures for his look. he shows you different gothic style makeup looks and tells you to do what you think would look best. he relaxes and circles you waist with his arms. so you get to work.

once you're done you hold up a mirror so yuta can see himself 'do you like it? i must say, i think i've outdone myself. you look like a goth baddie'you get up to put away his stuff and a thought hits you 'oh my god! i'll do my makeup like an insta baddie and we can be 2 baddies, just no porsche' you laugh and look up a reference for yourself.

suddenly yuta hugs you from the back and whispers into the nape of your neck 'i love it, thank you' you smile 'go get changed and i'll do my makeup in the meantime, okay?' he nods and walks off.

you do your makeup and let down your curls. you brush them out and spray on your favorite perfume after changing into your own dress. you go to the leaving room in search of yuta, but once you see him, you are speechless.

he is wearing a satin midnight blue slip dress with strings that can shorten it on both sides, a fluffy black cardigan and a glossy black butterfly shaped hair clip on one side 'how do i look? it's not too much, right?' he asks and you shake your head like a dummy.

'you don't look like a baddie. you look like a mommy' you say almost in a trance. yuta looks at your glazed eyes and scoffs 'misbehave and i'll punish you like one' you feel a hot rush and blur out without thinking 'yes, mommy' yuta gives you a warning look and you try to calm yourself down.

you both get your shoes and coats on and head out of the apartment. while standing in the elevator yuta holds your hand and intertwines your fingers. he squeezes it slightly 'remember to behave. you are my good girl, right?' you nod enthusiastically and he kisses your cheek.

you spend next hour just walking around enjoying pretty snowfall and each other's company. but you can't really look at anything except your lovely boyfriend, fantasizing about him taking you in the dark alleyway while calling him mommy or letting him use your mouth.

but you know good things will come to those who wait and you could wait for eternity if it meant waiting for him. you are his good girl after all.

you're nearing your apartment complex and you feel a craving for something sweet, so you pull yuta towards a convince store 'do you want me to give you a face mask?' yuta thought for a moment and shakes his head. he gives you his card 'go get yourself a treat. i'll wait here' you take it and go inside.

you book it straight for your favorite and move to the front to pay 'what a lovely pair you two are' cashier, an old woman mentions, you look up at her in alarm 'what?'

she smiles 'your sister and you. sure your sister's style is a bit unconventional, but i mean she is still beautiful' you smile and relief washes over you, and when a naughty thought pops in 'it's my mommy' you smile even wider 'mommy?' cashier glances outside at yuta again, who now is watching you.

'doesn't she look grate? she still buys me sweet treats, even though i'm all grow up now' you say and swipe yuta's card 'does she? i guess you have a great mommy, don't you?' smile again 'i do. she is the best. have a good night' you step outside and meet yuta's suspicious gaze.

'what did you talk about? you looked worried for a moment? is everything alright?' he tries to look into your eyes, but you avoid his eyes and just munch on your sweet treat 'nothing' you say nonchalantly.

at least you think you said that nonchalantly, but to yuta you look pleased and there is a mischievous twinkle in your eyes once you turn to him. he knows you lying, but he'll let you have your treat for now.

once you approach the buildings entrance, yuta asks you again 'still i'm interested, what were you talking about with the cashier? hmm' he looks up ahead and you know from his tone, that if you don't fess up you'll be in trouble.

hesitantly you tell him during your elevator ride up 'good girl' he tells you while caressing your check. foolishly you relax and happily skip to the front door of the apartment.

however, the mood shifts drastically once the door closes and it pings locked.

yuta pushes you against the mirror hanging next to the front door. your forehead is touching it's cold surface while yuta cages you from behind. one of his arms is circling you, preventing your movement, while the other is covering and lightly squeezing the lower half of your face 'did you think that you were being funny?'

he stares you down in the mirror and you shake your head 'did you think at all before opening your mouth?' he spoke in to your left ear. you shook in his grasp. you start overheating from your coat and yuta's close proximity, but an undeniable feeling of arousel starts to creep.

he turns you around gripping you face again and your shoulder 'maybe you should use your mouth for something better then risky smalltalk' he releases you and starts taking his coat off 'strip.

you move at the speed of lightning throwing clothes all around, while yuta gracefully takes off everything except the dress. you stand there naked shaking like a leaf, not from nerves but from the sheer desire for your boyfriend to have you.

'kneel.' you gently lower yourself right there and look up at him. yuta is towering over you in all his glory. you can see his dick bulging up underneath the dress and the visual makes you squeeze your thighs together.

'open up' he gently holds your chin and you stick your tongue out. he lets his spit slowly drip down into your mouth, all the while holding your gaze.

he lets go of your face and you remain in the same position. yuta lifts his dress up, revealing his fully hard dick and ties strings on one side.

you start by spreading his spit all over with your tongue and gently massaging his balls. you suck on his tip and keep massaging him. after couple sucks you start taking half of him in. going up and down his shaft, flattening your tongue on down motion and licking at top without releasing the tip from your mouth, while still massaging his balls with your hands.

yuta is grunting lowly above you. his left hand is on your head massaging your scalp 'you are doing so well. i know this is all you could think about during our walk. probably something even dirtier, like me fucking you in the back alleyway. and if i wanted to you'd let me, right? you are truly my good girl. good, but dirty and downright depraved little girl, aren't you?' you hum happily and take his dick all the way down.

your nose is pressing against his belly and you squeeze his balls harder and start humming to create a vibration' oh, shit! hold on baby' and you let go of him. you place your hands on his thighs and relax your throat even farther.

yuta grabs your head with both hands and starts fucking your mouth without holdbacks. you breath through your nose and let yourself be completely consumed by him. he goes at a brutal pace and tears foarm in your eyes. you can feel your pussy pulsating and you squeeze your thighs even harder. tears stream down and you can't see anything. you just feel.

he starts growling on top of you and somehow go even faster 'is this what you wanted, huh? for mommy to punish you? am i not giving you enough attention, so you misbehave for me to notice you? are you such a desperate little slut, hmm?'

yuta fully stops and keeps you pressed all the down and starts cuming down your throat. you feel lightheaded. fully enveloped by his smell and taste. you close your eyes and let go of his legs 'look at me. don't you remember? mommy wants you to always look in her eyes' you look at him and start shaking like a dog in heat. his eyes are full of raw desire to fully consume you.

and yuta sees the same in yours.

once he's done cumming he lets go of your head and gently ease you of himself. you lay down on your back breathing heavily. yuta squats in front of you and nudges your legs appart. he swipes his hand against your pussy and lifts it up for you to see. as he spreads his fingers appart, you can see your arousel stringing between them.

you start to turn to get on all fours but yuta stops you 'go to your place'

"your place" is a pool of soft blankets and pillows. placed next to the floor length mirrors in the leaving room he set up in his apartment for you. all because you enjoy to just look out the window at night while listening to the music. or lay around there waiting for him to come back home. all the blankets and pillows are in your favorite colors and designs, just for you.

you stretch your arms towards him to help you get up, but he shakes his head and gates up by himself 'crawl.' you don't need to be told twice and get moving. slowly crawling to the windows, acutely aware of his heavy gaze on you.

once you make it, you turn around and look at him, but he is right behind you. the sound of your heartbeat in your ears and of your labored breaths prevented you hearing his movements.

he manhandles you into a mating press and you grab the back of your things. you expect him to fuck you now, but to your horror he slowly lowers his face towards your vagaina. you knew that you are in for a wild ride now and that being naughty is not for you.

yuta speards your pussy lips apart and spits on it. you feel it pool and drip down to your anus. he blows on it and you shudder from the temperature change.

he starts to gently massage spreading mixture of your arousel and his spit all around. from your pubic mound down to your ass without touching your clit. you start to shake from the anticipation, knowing he won't be calm and gentle for long.

you hear the sound of the slap first and the sting comes after. he slapped your clit and you whined. he slapped it again and again. you just keep on whining and sniffling. after several slaps you see that you pussy is all red and puffy. yuta dives right in.

you can't focus on any one thing in particular. you can hear your heartbeat in your ears. your skin is slippery from the sweat and it's hard to hold your legs pressed to your chest. and most overwhelming is yuta's devouring of your sipping heat.

he looks almost mad. his freshly dyed hair a mess. face all red and glistening with your release. and a stare of a rabied dog that is feeding for the first time in forever. he is looking straight at your and amid all the pleasure you feel almost shy.

but then he plunges three fingers in your fluttering hole and you forget all about it. while his tongue is lapping at your clit at an inhumane speed, his fingers play with your g-spot agonizingly slow. as you started to seize up yuta started to jab his fingers at it and suck on your clit with fool force.

the familiar pressure starts to build and then white, hot flush takes over you as you squirt into yuta's mouth.

your grip on your legs slips. yuta grabs your legs and pushes. you completely lose it and just shake from cumming and overstimulation, because yuta didn't let up and continued lapping up your juices and sucking on your pussy.

you come around and feel yuta's head still stuck between your thighs. both of you on your sides with you facing the window, looking over the night cityscape.

another orgasm hits you and you moan long and loud. you can feel just how soar you are. yuta turns you onto your back and kneels between your outstretched legs.

you can see your juices dripping down his chin, neck and onto his chest. his makeup completely ruined with mascara runs like in classic rom-com and lipstick gone. he is fully naked and hard. you manage to whisper out 'dress?'

'it got all sticky so I took it off. how do you feel?' he questioned as he lifted you up to a sitting position 'soar and empty' you can see that he cumed all over the blanket 'won't mommy feel me up?' you croacked out and batted your lashes.

yuta chuckles and nodes 'of course ,my good kitten deserves it. after all you did so well' he wipes hair away from your face and kisses your forehead.

he lays down and pulls you on top of him. first you kneel to straddle him, but he pulls you flush against him while keeping your legs in a kneeling position.

yuta carefully enters you, keeping in mind your soar body. once you're down to a hilt you both sigh in relief. he plants his feet on the floor and gently starts rocking into you.

he is slow and deliberate with his strokes. pleasure comes in waves, like you're laying on the shore with warm waves washing over your body again and again.

you both circle each with your arms 'you're my lovely puppy, aren't you? you always do so well for me. even if you're naughty you take your punishment like a champ. my little cutie. you are ready for me to fill you up?' you nod into his chest and let go of your own release.

you feel his warm seed fill you and all consuming bliss takes over your entire being. it spreads from your stomach all over like a liquid sunshine.

while basking in your afterglow you ask yuta 'can you keep your dress on next time?' he thinks for a moment 'can't make any promises'

'why not?' he turns you by you chin to face him, his eyes are full of devotion 'i want nothing on me but you'

[raybotonline]

i havent drawn anything substantial for like a month because i started playing the sims 4 again and it subsequently took over my brain like a parasite. you know how it is with the sims

anyway here's ludovica

[miam0re]

Somebody Might Catch Us | Honkai Star Rail

Warnings: Semi-public risky sex, fingering(blade), blowjob(Welt), teasing(giving and receiving), more stuff i probably missed

Summary: Sex but with the risk of doing it in public. How exciting!

Pairings: Dan Heng, Blade, Welt Yang, Gepard X Fem!Reader (Separate)

Mia's Notes: I'm finally writing for Star Rail as well 😎 okay my favourite is DEFINITELY Welt Yang with his whole DILF vibes like uh hello those wrinkles under his eye?!?!? Please do me already heueuehe. Y'all can drop some more ideas in my inbox if y'all want <3

“Are…Are you sure about this?” He gulped nervously, eyes flitting down to where your skirt was hiked up over your hips, your bare skin shaded aquamarine under the dim lights of the archives room. Wrapping your arms and legs around him, you tugged him close enough to hover over you as leaned back on the table, whispering a seductive ‘yes’ into his ear. Your body was so inviting when he sank his dick into your warm pussy, all worries about anyone walking into the unlocked room have drained from his thoughts. At first, he’s slow, thinking he can satisfy his lust with just a little feel of your amazing body. But with every passing thrust, his pace increased till he started rutting into you like an animal in heat, muffling your moans and cries with his mouth on yours. His hands grab your thighs and push them up, angling his cock to hit you deeper and deeper each time. “I…I’m going to cum…going to cum inside…” His steamy breath fanned over your neck, teeth sinking into the flesh as he released all his essence into you, thrusting it deeper and deeper. Can’t risk spilling a drop over the table now, can you?

“Shhhh, keep quiet now, the others are right on the other side of the wall.” He’s got a mean glimmer in his blood red eyes as he mercilessly fingers your cunt, free hand pinning your wrists above you. You’re helpless under his grip as he taunts you with pinches to your clit, testing your restraint. The way your eyes are screwed shut and how you bite your bottom lip, you’re tempting him to play with you further. His fingers squelch into your cunt with rough movements that make you spasm. He peppers reassuring kissing along your jawline, as if that would comfort the way he adds a third finger to his ministrations, pressing against your fleshy g-spot. “My, my. Look at the way you’re dripping all over my fingers. Are you enjoying this that much? The thought that someone might see how naughty you are being for me?” A whimper escaped your lips at his honeyed voice, laced with lust and hunger to see you writhing even further. His speed increases and so does your desire to scream and come undone over his fingers. Perhaps in the next moment or so…we’ll see what happens first.

“You are quite an impatient one, aren’t you?” He chuckles in a husky voice, caressing your hair as you kneel between his legs. Your hands rest on his inner thighs, eyes glazed over in desire, gawking at his cock. “You do know that the others will return soon. I don’t think they’ll be pleased seeing us doing such…acts in the parlour cabin.” He hisses when your tongue licks the tip of him, before wrapping your lips around the head to get a taste. “Well then we’d better hurry, don’t you think so, Mr.Yang?” You look up at him with a gaze so submissive, he can’t help but smile and grab your chin, parting your lips for his cock to enter your mouth again. He chokes a gasp when you immediately start sucking and bobbing your head to fit his thick cock in your mouth. Your tongue slurps and swallows every drop of his precum, the taste making you crave for the main course as well. “Ah, ah, slow down, Little One. What’s the fun if you’re going to bring me to cum so easily.” He sighs and grabs the hair on your scalp, pulling you and bringing you to a pause. “Go slow, and really savour it.”

“J-just be still and don’t make too much of a sound, okay?” Gepard stutters while fumbling with his armour, trying to release his throbbing cock from its confines. “I didn’t know you were this horny. Should have told me sooner.” You giggled, pressing your chest against the wall in a random alleyway, pulling your skirt up and shaking your bare ass at him. His eyes widened as he pumped his heavy cock a few times, before grabbing your hips and stuffing you full in a single thrust. You gasped and threw your head back against his shoulder. “I’m sorry, sorry. I haven’t had a moment alone with you in a while. Couldn’t wait.” He’d become so blinded with lust that the moment he saw you walking around while he was on patrol, he dragged you into an alleyway to sink his cock into your cunt. “Feels so good…” He kisses your neck to muffle his moans as he snaps his hips into yours, pushing you further into the wall. He grinds deeper into you, holding your thrashing body in a tight grip. “Stay still…need to cum…so bad.” But how can you stay still when his cock makes you feel so good, sending shivers through you? You’ll have to be quiet for a while, he probably won’t stop after just once.

[shygirl4991]

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Tags: Action/Adventure, Romance, fluff, angst with a happy ending!, blood, character death, injury, SMG34 is canon, split au

The princely SMG4 smiles brightly at Three as he checks over the man “I’m glad to see my fair maiden is okay!” SMG3 felt his face go into a darker shade of red the longer he was held, unable to handle it. Three starts waving his arms “OKAY YES PUT ME DOWN YOU BAKA!” The personality gently puts Three down, once his feet touch the floor he slides away from the princely personality. Still red in the face he slowly checks the papers before handing them over to Producer, Four stands in shock seeing the fourth member “How…Three?!” 

Three frowns looking at the personality “And you are?” the personality giggles lightly tapping his head “Where are my manners, I’m Prince 4! The heroic side of the original, I'm the one that makes the risky moves to protect our loved ones.” Four walks over to Three feeling sick “Didn't you say you only had three?”  SMG3 looks at the personalities and frowns “Yeah…i don't know how you got four, if there are more than three then we need to know how many of you guys are there.” Four nervously look at his personalities as they exchange looks, Ringmaster nods taking center stage “There are six of us taking the stage! It was certainly a mess, before you ask I have no idea where the others are.” Three’s eyes go wide as he looks at Four, it was official that Four was going to vomit. Four walked away from the group, worried, Three walked over to his boyfriend “Hey blue? It won't be that bad, together we can figure out what's going on.” Four faces Three with grey eyes “Am i broken? You only had three…does that mean there is something wrong with me?”  Three frowns as he grabs Four “Shut the fuck up right now, you’re SMG4 popular youtuber with all the friends a person could ask for. There is nothing about you broken you hear me, you might have just been feeling a lot of emotions at the time of the split.” Slowly Four’s blue eyes return as he hugs Three, the man sighs as he hugs him back. The personalities smile softly at the sight, remembering the others Three pulls away letting out a small cough “Right, now Prince can you help us find the final two?” Prince smiles softly as he takes Three’s hand giving it a kiss. Three's face goes bright red as he does his best to keep his composer,  SMG4 smirks at Three seeing the man's face so red “Not a word scrub.” 

Prince smiles lovingly at Three “Of course my love, i was actually sent here by Parent to find help. That's when I noticed our maiden in danger and I had to act. I almost forgot about the message he gave me!” Three sighs as he inches away from Prince, taking a deep breath he plays with the heart pin. Prince takes out a note and smiles “Prince remember to tell the others that i need help, while i was busy helping Karen the treasure we both were watching over has run away.” Three and Four look at Prince confused as the other personalities gasp. The reaction made the pair nervous as they exchanged a look before Four grabs the paper, Prince frowns from the rude interaction. Slowly anger could be seen in Four’s eyes, his blue eyes having a tint of pink. He storms off taking the group by surprise, Three gently takes Producer’s hand and smiles at him before looking at the others “Knowing how he is when angry i think it's best we follow now!”

As the group went after Four there was one thing bothering Three, the hint of pink in Four eyes gave him a strange feeling.  They finally caught up to Four only to see him walking up to a green version of himself, Parent turns and notices the crew. Before Four can grab his green version, the man ran past him right toward SMG3. He shakes his head as he opens his fanny pack “My word Honey, you need to watch over that beautiful face of yours!” He takes out an alcohol wipe and starts cleaning a cut on Three’s face. His eyes go wide as pink dust his cheeks again, Parent hums cleaning the wound then covering it with a spinning fish bandage. 

Parent gave Three a soft smile before being dragged away by Four “Parent?” he spits out, seeing the anger in his original eyes makes him nervous. “Ah Prince read the letter to you…PRINCE WAS SUPPOSED TO WATCH THE KIDS!”  Three’s eyes go wide at Parent’s words as he turns to Prince “Hey Romeo, what the hell did he mean by that?” Prince stares at Parent , showing him an expression of betrayal. Prince takes a  step back seeing Three getting angry “My gem please listen! Parent took Beeg and Eggdog out to play, he then said Karen needed help with her kids. He told me to watch the little ones, the only thing is when he told me that the children were already gone!”  Three’s face turns from anger to panic as he grabs Four pulling him away from his green personality, seeing the panic on his boyfriend's face snaps Four out of his anger. 

Parent frowns as he looks around at the group “There are a good amount of us, how about we split up the gang!” Prince nods in excitement while Artist and Ringmaster glare at each other, hearing this plan Four looks at the group as his eyes turn green. Four takes Artist hand and pairs him up with Prince, Ringmaster gets to partner up with Parent leaving Producer with Three. He smiles at the pair up before Three speaks up “Alright and who will you be with?” Four looks at the pairs then waves his hand “Don't worry i can handle this alone, who knows i might even bump into our last friend!” The personalities share a nervous look before nodding and separating, once everyone was out of sight Four’s eyes go back to blue. He lets out a sigh as he walks on his own, he needs space from everyone and wraps his head around everything. He had six versions of himself running wild into the world, not to mention a missing meme child.  He wondered how on earth Three handled everything, he couldn't even believe Three was handling so many versions of himself. His eyes start flickering different colors as his mixed emotions screams at him, without thinking he walks back to the showgrounds.  “This is just like everything else Four, just deep breath and smile. Just like everything else, just wash it down your back and move forward!” 

As he cheers for himself in front of Three’s cafe he hears a chuckle, he turns to see the front door of the cafe broken down “Who's there!?” He glares at the cafe till he hears an excited bark, Four relaxes for a moment confused “Eggdog?” The pup hearing his name running out excited to see him. Four giggles picking up Eggdog, remembering the voice he slowly walks in. His eyes go grey as his anxiety starts to take over, he gasps seeing who was at the cafe. It was him in orange wearing a cloak, he looked bored as he sipped a cup of tea. Nervously Four decides to ask the question. Three always asked “Who are you, what part of me?” The orange Four sighs into his cup “Is that important? Aren't you busy sucking face with that backstabber?” 

Four takes a step back surprised, he then notices Beeg on the counter eating ice cream. Four sighs reaching for the ice cream only to get threatened by the child,  Four gives a nervous smile as the orange Four watches him. “If you need a name to call me by the others call me Delinquent or D for short, personally i don't care what you call me.”  He sips his tea before speaking up again. “What I am doesn't matter, I can feel your rejection.” He gets up and leaves the cafe, seeing this Four puts down Eggdog next to Beeg. Once outside the cafe Four reaches out to Delinquent “Wait!” Both men pause hearing Three “Alright i hear you boys, is Four in that bad of shape?” Four smiles seeing Three on the path to the showgrounds with the others, his smile drops seeing his personality’s look at him with wide eyes “Original!” They all tackle him down for a group hug. Delinquent takes a side step to avoid the affection, Three looks around and sees Beeg and Eggdog watching the hug. He smiles feeling relief that his son was safe, that's when his eyes locked into orange ones. Three nods “So you're the missing one, nice to me-” Delinquent scoffs not letting Three finish talking “I don't need to hear words from a backstabber.” 

The group hug ended the moment the crew heard Delinquents words, Parent gets up frowning at him “Now D thats no way to treat our boyfriend, he's not that man anymore.” Ringmaster nods as he walks over to Three putting his arm around the man “Yeah that's the fans favorite arc, it makes the shippers go wild!” Delinquent crosses his arms looking Three up and down, then he looks at Four. He rolls his eyes, he turns from the group “Not going to listen to a failure of a leader and a man with so much ego he can't keep it in check.” SMG4, getting sick of the attitude of his personality, stands up glaring at him “What is your problem? You have been nothing but an asshole pushing us all away!” Delinquent shrugs “Who knows, maybe you're just not happy looking in the mirror.” Three reaches out to Delinquent only for the man to walk away, his hair touching Three’s gloves. Three frowns looking at his hand “huh? Ink?” looking at his glove a strange black stain was on it. He sniffs the stain and stares confused by the chemical scent, Four sighs watching Delinquent walk away. He turns and gives a small smile at the others “How did you all know?” 

Producer smiles “We felt you, there was a moment we all were connected. T-that's when we knew you needed help.” Four smiles at Producer before it clicked that he never got to learn who Parent or Delinquent were, he turns and gives a sheepish smile “Sorry that we started off pretty rough, want to give us your introduction?”  Parent giggles as he walks over to the kids patting their heads “That's okay our kids are more important. Ahem as you know im Parent, I'm your parental side and I'm also the leader of the group!”  Three walks next to Four looking at the group, things have turned completely different from what happened to him.  He peeks a quick look at Four, he knew the idiot for a long time to know that Four is about ready to scream into the void. “Hey everyone, could you all stay at the castle and wait till we return. I have something important to talk about with Four.” The group give him a thumbs up as they walk toward the castle, Ringmaster twirls his cane as they walk to their home “At least we are all together again, no thanks to your leadership Parent.”  Parent stops walking as his face drops. “Haha you're funny, if it wasn't for my leadership we wouldn't have found the kids!” Parent forces out a smile as Producer frowns and shyly looks at him “Didn't D and our Original find the kids,” Producer  plays with his sleeves “we failed them so badly…oh memes do you think he hates us now?!”  Artist gently pats his back “Are you squidding me? He doesn't hate us, if anything he seemed really happy to see us back there!” As the group chatted happily, Parent stayed a few steps back staring at them “Nothing but a failure huh?” 

Three turns to Four blushing as he shyly pulls the man close to him “No one is around but me, you don't have to keep the act up Baka.” Four’s eyes go wide as his vision blurs from his tears, he hugs Three as he cries into the man's chest.  Three rubs Fours back “Nothing is wrong with you, together we will figure out what caused this. We will fix this after all someone like me managed to do it, there is no way the great SMG4 cant.” Four lets out a giggle as he pulls away wiping his tears “Wow never thought i hear those words from you.” Three’s face turns a darker shade of red “Shut it or I'm leaving you here with your snot!’ Four laughs harder as he leans forward giving a kiss on Three's cheek, feeling the kiss Three let himself smile and laugh alongside Four. While they don't know how they will manage six personalities, they were confident they would figure it out as long as they had each other. 

[alexfromjersey]

𝓝𝓨𝓒 & 𝓗𝓸𝓵𝓵𝔂𝔀𝓸𝓸𝓭

jenna ortega x g!poc

summary: nine months ago, your best friend Davis took you to an afterparty for a movie premiere. nine months ago, you hooked up with Hollywood's newest "IT" girl...

warnings: semi-famous!reader, smut, mature language

a/n: honestly I just started writing whatever came to mind. so enjoy 👍🏾. Never in my whole fanfiction writing time have I written 5.1K words...NEVER! Also, the stuff Jenna does here does not reflect her actual character, this is just fiction and is for fanfic entertainment purposes.

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MARCH 2023

"Back the fuck up, move the fuck back, back the fuck up, move the fuck back” Your best friend, Davis shouted the lyrics at the top of his lungs. You were sitting next to him recording him for your YouTube channel trying to contain your laughter.

The two of you were on your way to the red carpet premiere of a new movie Davis was in, Scream 6. Usually, you tend to stay away from red-carpet premieres because it ain’t your thing but you wanted to support Davis. The two of you have been friends since the 1st grade. Through thick and thin, you’ve been through it all with each other.

He begged you to come with him to the red carpet, at first you declined but then he used puppy dog eyes and told you a vlog of the event will get you views. You caved in. He offered to get you a stylist and everything but you declined. You wanted to do it yourself and you don’t think you did that bad.

( ^ your outfit )

“Don’t come to Bronx with that shit ‘cause we ain’t fuckin’ with that shit” Davis shouted into the camera just as the video stopped recording. You looked up and saw the driver kept glancing at y’all in the rearview mirror with a scowl on his face.

I guess you were to ghetto for him…ANYWAY.

Soon y’all pulled up to the place and immediately was hit with bright camera flashes and semi-screaming fans. Security got out first then Davis, then you, and then his manager Jerry. They led y'all to the carpet where fans were behind a barrier. You stayed next to Jerry while Davis went to take pictures with the fans.

“Damn these lights bright as fuck” You mumbled under your breath. You took out a pair of sunglasses you stole from Davis’ closet and put them on to shade your eyes from the light.

A few minutes later, Davis had to take pictures down the red carpet and do some interviews. But he motioned you over to come take pictures with him. Y’all did different poses, some serious and some funny. He also dragged you to an interview with The Hollywood Reporter.

“Davis, congratulations on your first-ever major movie role. I have to ask, how did it feel being in a movie and with a cast like that?” The interviewer asked.

“It was such a blessing. I’m so blessed to have been around talented people like them. I learned so much from them and being in the movie was such a privilege and amazing learning experience” Davis flawlessly answered.

That media training coming in handy.

“Now I can’t help but notice the guest you brought. They look fly, who is that?” The interviewer asked.

Davis placed his arm around you and pulled you in next to him. “This is my best friend since 1st grade, Jahaziel. I’ve brought her here today so she can get out of the house and step into my world for a little. She even dressed herself.”

You took a step back and did a little pose but when you took a step back, you bumped into someone. You quickly turned around to see a slightly familiar face. You only see her on the poster for the movie. You think her name started with a G or J?

“My fault” You apologized.

“Jenna!” Davis shouted and hugged his co-star who returned his hug but she kept glancing at you.

“Jenna, this is my best friend Jahaziel. Jah this is Jenna” Davis introduced the two of you.

“How you doing” You greeted her and shook her hand.

“Hi, nice to meet you” Jenna replied politely.

Suddenly, Davis and Jenna had to take group pictures with the rest of the cast. Which meant you were stuck next to Jerry again at the other end waiting for Davis.

While you were waiting though, you took pictures and videos yourself of the cast for Davis on his phone and for the vlog on your camera. But as you were doing it, you kept catching Jenna glancing at you. At first, you thought she was looking for someone or something behind you so you moved out of the way out of respect. But that theory went out the window when her eyes followed you to your new spot.

It was time for everyone to head inside for the premiere. Jerry guided you to where you’ll be sitting and handed you a menu.

“Oh, you get five stars meals too? I might have to come to more premieres with him” You said to the camera with a wink. You picked something simple and waited for Davis.

While waiting, you decided to go over the footage you gathered already to give yourself an idea of how you gonna edit it.

“Let me guess, you’re a YouTuber?” A voice in front of you said. You looked up from your camera and saw Jenna standing there.

"I guess you could call me that. I’ve just recently started doing videos. I stream on Twitch a lot though" You answered.

"Twitch? Oh that live stream platform. My younger brother likes to watch that stuff. He watches that Kay Seenat or something, do you do the same things he does?" Jenna asked intrigued.

“Kay Seenat is crazy" You laughed.

“Oh my god, did I say it wrong? I’m so sorry” Jenna gasped.

You chuckled, “Nah you good but it’s Kai Cenat for future references and I sort of do the same thing. I mostly play games like Call of Duty, Fortnite, and horror games.”

Jenna hummed in response before sitting down next to you.

“Where are you from? I detect an accent" Jenna asked.

"Bronx-born and raised baby" You smirked at her. Jenna also smiled at you but before she could reply, her manager came up to her and tapped her on the shoulder. They spoke in a whisper and Jenna turned towards you with a slight frown on her.

"I have to go but I'll see you at the Afterparty right?" Jenna asked, hopeful.

"Nah yeah fo'sho, I'll see you there Hollywood" You nodded. A blush formed on Jenna's cheeks at the nickname as she got up from her seat and followed her manager. You may or may not stare at her backside while she walked away...respectfully though.

"Not you acting thirsty for my co-star" Davis plopped down in the seat Jenna was in.

"What? I ain't acting thirsty, you buggin'" You sucked your teeth and leaned back in the chair.

"Lying is sinful. I saw those eyes. That's not a path you want to go down B, I'm telling you" Davis said.

"What you mean? She got a stalker boyfriend or some shit?" You questioned. Your food was then placed down in front of you.

"Nah, Jenna is the good girl in Hollywood, despite the movies she's been in. Plus, her fans are mad crazy, her team is mad strict, and you don't exactly fit their expectations of someone she would mess with" Davis shrugged and stole some food off your plate. You hummed in response before looking at your food.

"Yo, why they give me prison portions?"

🤰🏻🩵

It was now time for the Afterparty. The food was shit at the premiere, it had no flavor, looked pale as hell, and the portion was small as hell. Mad was an understatement of how you felt.

"I still had to pay for that shit like are you fucking kidding me? I wanted to smack the shit out of the waiter but he ain’t do nothing wrong” You grumbled while spraying some cologne on your neck and wrists.

“No one ever orders the food at the premieres because 9/10 shit sucks” Davis chuckled.

“Yo fat ass could’ve told me that BEFORE I ordered it” You rolled your eyes.

“At least someone ate it, technically your money didn’t go to waste” Davis shrugged and grabbed his phone and wallet.

“Yeah, you right…I want my $72.65 back WITH interest” You said and held out your hand towards him.

“How about I pay you back in coochie? The number of women that’s gon be at this after party…man somebody is leaving that party pregnant” Davis smirked.

“Pregnant? Lord help us all if either one of us becomes parents” You joked. Davis laughed and the two of you exited the hotel.

( ^ your after-party outfit )

The two of you quickly arrived at the lounge because it was a 10-minute walk from the hotel. It was a decent amount of people there and the music…was horrid but what you expect from a Manhattan lounge party.

You and Davis ordered some drinks and smoked some hookah before Davis went off to mingle with some girls. You, however, stayed in the booth and continued smoking hookah and scrolling through Instagram.

“Excuse me, mind if we sit here?” A voice said. You looked up from your phone and saw Davis’ other co-star Mason and a beautiful girl next to him.

“Go for it” You replied and scooted over a bit to make room for them.

“You look familiar…do you stream on Twitch?” Mason asked.

“Yeah, I do. I just started making mini vlogs of the Bronx” You answered.

“I knew it! I saw a few clips of you on TikTok. You’re hilarious. You did something for another YouTube channel…TalkNYC or something like that” Mason questioned.

“SideTalkNYC. No lie you watch that shit?” You asked with a smile.

“Honestly, I saw your clip and I just fell down a rabbit hole” Mason laughed.

You laughed with him.

Mason then looked to his girl who was paying no mind respectfully, “I’m sorry, how rude of me. This is my girlfriend Amenah” he introduced.

“Nice to meet you Amenah, I’m Jahaziel” You politely responded and waved at her.

“Jahaziel. That’s a strong name” Mason complimented.

“It’s Dominican. My dad is from Punta Cana and my mom is from Jamaica. Got Caribbean blood all through me” You smiled.

“Me too. But my great-grandfather was from Barbados” Mason responded.

“Nice. I got a brother living there” You replied.

“Sweet. Maybe your brother can hook us up with a trip there” Mason said.

“Oh, he’ll love that. He love showing people around the island” You nodded and took another hit of the hookah.

The two started to converse more and his girl even joined in a conversation. The three exchanged socials and the couple left to go dance. Davis didn’t return to the table because he was too busy rizzing up a nice-looking woman in the corner.

You were hungry. You needed food. Now.

You shot a quick text to Davis about heading out to get some food. He replied with a thumbs up. You head out of the lounge and start to make your way down the street. But a soft voice stopped you in your tracks.

“Where are you going?” Jenna asked.

You smiled when you saw her, “Gon’ get some food. I’m starving. That food at the premiere was trash. Y’all gotta step y’all game up.”

“Do we? I’ll be sure to let the event planners know next time” Jenna smirked.

“Bet” You smiled.

You contemplated asking her to join you in your adventure. But you quickly gather up the courage to ask.

“Do you wanna join me?”

“Mind if I tag along?”

You both asked at the same time. The both of you laughed at the interaction.

“Come on, I know a good spot around here,” You said. She starts to walk but stops when she sees that you weren’t walking either.

“What happened?” She asked.

“You should tell your people where you going. I don’t feel like going to jail on kidnapping charges” You replied.

She chuckled but you were dead serious. She told her friends and manager where she was going. They insist on her bringing her security guard which you understood and had no problem with.

“How you doing? I’m Jahaziel, you can call me Jah if you want” You introduced yourself to the security guard. He shook your hand and told you his name, Big L.

The three of you started the adventure to the restaurant which was about a couple blocks away. You took Jenna to a little Mexican restaurant that sold some banging ass food.

You got a table and Big L decided to sit at a table beside the two of you to give you some privacy.

“I recommend getting their grilled veggie enchiladas. The enchiladas here are fire” You said while looking at the menu.

“You know I’m vegan?” Jenna questioned, impressed.

“Yeah…I may have looked you up while I was at the lounge. All I know is that you’re vegan and you’re from Cali. Which makes a lot of sense” You laughed.

Jenna laughed, “Yeah it does.”

You go back to looking at the menu while Jenna just stared at you. She was taking in your features. The way your hair was into a short curly afro, the way your glasses sat on your face enhanced your beauty. The way you occasionally licked your lips while zeroed in on something. She even noticed the tattoos under your hoodie. Her thoughts quickly turned into sinful thoughts and she had to tear her eyes away from you before she did something she regret.

Thankfully, the waiter came and took our orders for everything.

“So, Ms. Hollywood, tell me something I can’t find on Google,” You asked.

“Pretty hard question. My entire life is on Google truly.” Jenna said with a hint of sadness.

“Hmm…ion believe that. I believe that you want the world to think that they know everything about you but there are some things you keep to yourself” You replied.

Jenna smirked, “You think I’ll just willingly tell you right now? We barely know each other.”

“Duh, that’s why we’re having a conversation to get to know each other” You stated.

“Touchè” Jenna nodded.

You still can sense her hesitation so you decided to go first.

“I used to be in the military” You blurted out.

“Wait what? Seriously?” Jenna questioned.

“Yeah, I enlisted in the Marines right out of high school. I didn’t know what to do with myself. The options I had was garbage. I didn’t want to go college, I didn’t want to get a regular 9-5, and I just came from the streets I ain’t wanna end up back there. So the military was a decent option. Good benefits, the pay was good, and I was occupied” You explained.

"What made you get into Twitch?" Jenna asked.

"Well I started off with music but it quickly went nowhere so I turned to doing little comedy skits on Instagram. That gradually got me some followers then I was scrolling through Twitch one day and I stumbled upon this Twitch streamer who was making mad money off of gaming. I was like I can make bands off of just playing games say less. I got myself a PC and PS5 and I started grinding out streams but they weren't hitting like I thought they would. So I got discouraged and I went back into the military for another year, said fuck this shit, got honorable discharged, and went back to streaming." You explained.

The whole time you were talking, Jenna was engaged the entire time. She realized how much she loved how you explained things and told a story. It was entertaining as hell but also interesting.

“Wow” Was all Jenna could say. It wasn’t a bad wow either and you picked up on that. But you wanted to tease her a bit.

“Bad or good wow?” You teased.

“Good wow. Your story is inspiring. I have to watch your content now” Jenna smiled.

“Thank you I appreciate it” You replied.

The waiter brought your drinks and appetizers which you both devoured.

“Oh my god, that was so good. Best food I’ve had in a long time. I don’t think I even have room for my entrée” Jenna commented.

You chuckled, “We can always take it with us.”

Out of the blue, both of you hear a loud gasp. “Oh my god, it’s Jenna Ortega. Hi, I’m so sorry to bother you but can I get a picture real fast?” The fan asked excitedly.

You see her guard instantly go up around the fan. She glanced at you with apologetic eyes before standing up and taking a quick picture with the fan. The fan bid her goodbyes and ran off smiling hard.

“You okay?” You asked.

“Huh?” Jenna absentmindedly said.

“You okay? I saw how tense you got when she came up to you” You pointed out.

“Oh…yeah I’m fine just caught me off guard” Jenna lightly chuckled.

You saw it was a sensitive topic so you didn’t push further out of respect. The food came next and you saw how Jenna was a completely different person now. She was a lot more quiet and not flirtatious like before. The rest of the meal was only one-sided small talk. You got to go containers and paid for the meal even though Jenna insisted on paying.

You wanted to take her mind off whatever it was so you decided to bring her to the roof of a building that looked onto the Manhattan Bridge.

You both sat on the ledge, taking in the view.

“Um…are you sure you’re okay? You don’t have to tell me what’s bothering you but I just want to let you know that I’m a good listener if you wanted to like vent” You comforted her.

“Thanks…” She muttered quietly.

You nodded in response and looked back at the view.

“I felt…normal again. I felt like a normal human being again with you back at the restaurant. I haven’t felt like that lately especially, since the success of Wednesday, my new show, and Scream. Then a fan came up and reality snuck back in. I’m not even upset at the fan because she doesn’t know what I’m going through and it’s not her fault but I just wanted to cherish that feeling a little more” Jenna explained.

“I get it. I seen how hard the fame life can be. I saw it through Davis at one point. That shit can break you in ways that you didn’t know it could. I don’t wish it on my worse enemy” You empathized.

Jenna scooted closer to you and laid her head on your shoulder. You made the bold decision to interlock your fingers with hers.

“Even though we literally just met earlier this evening. I feel comfortable with you like we’ve known each other for years” Jenna said.

“Well, you can keep getting to know me more. You a cool girl Hollywood” You smirked.

Jenna rolled her eyes with a smile on her face. Before she looked up at you, her brown eyes piercing into your hazel ones. Neither acknowledges how your getting closer until the gap between you disappears and lips interlock. At first, the kiss started slow before Jenna placed her left hand on your neck and pulled you closer to deepen the kiss.

The kiss started to heat up rapidly, tongues were now involved and Jenna gripped your neck hairs tightly. Her body heated up at the intense make-out session.

Jenna pulled away, “My hotel is not that far from here.”

You nodded and the two of you rushed off the roof in a hurry to get to her hotel. You got a cab and the ride was only 10 minutes but it felt like forever. Neither of you wanted to touch each other inappropriately out of respect for everyone else. But the cab stopped in front of the hotel and the two of you quickly got out and ran inside. Big L was stuck with our food, unfortunately.

The two of you got in the elevator and once the doors closed. Jenna pounced on you, her lips locked onto yours feverishly. You pushed her up against the elevator wall. Your hands were on her waist, gripping her hips while her hands were on the back of your neck gripping the hair.

Your lips then made their way down to her neck. Nipping and sucking on the flesh until you found the sweet spot under her jaw. A low moan escaped her lips and it egged you to continue but the elevator doors dinged. The two of you pulled away quickly in case there were people but luckily there wasn’t. So you exited onto her floor and sped walk to her room. Your lips were together again before the door fully closed.

Jenna dropped her phone and the hotel key onto the floor. You pulled off your flannel shirt and hoodie and threw it somewhere. Jenna kicked off her shoes and so did you. You then hoisted her up and she wrapped her legs around your hips.

You blindly led the two of you to the bed and laid Jenna on it. You sat up quickly and peeled off your white T-shirt showcasing the many tattoos on your body. You trailed kisses down her body, from her lips to her jaw, to her neck, and to the top of her breasts. A quiet whine escaped her lips while she worked to her top off.

Suddenly, she flipped the two of you over. She was now straddling your waist. The pressure of her body was now your crotch which was painfully restricted due to your jeans.

“Shit” You mumbled as she finally got her top off to reveal her perfect breasts. Instantly, you sat up and took one in your mouth. You started to suck softly as your tongue ran across her nipple. She twitched from the pleasure and you internally patted yourself on the back.

You flipped the two of you over again. You gave attention to the other breast while also unbuttoning her pants. The noises she was letting out were making your jeans tighter than ever. You kiss down her stomach while pushing her pants down her legs. You threw her pants behind you and kissed her bikini line.

“Take it off” She whined impatiently. You chuckled before she pulled off her underwear leaving completely nude to you.

You admired her body for a hot second before you settled in between her thighs. You were on your knees and you pulled her to the edge of the bed. You kissed both her inner thighs, teasing her a little more before you dove right in for the prize.

A loud gasp left her mouth and she slightly arched her back. Her hands quickly found their place tangled in your hair and the sheets. You licked up her slit slowly before wrapping your lips around her clit. You swiped your tongue over it a couple of times before sucking.

Damn, she tastes good.

“Oh, my god…” Jenna moaned, her grip on your head tightening. Her thighs also tightened around your head keeping you in place. You moved down and inserted your tongue into her hole. Your tongue was long and it brushed against certain spots pleasurable inside her.

Her breathing was starting to pick up and her moans increasing in volume. Knowing that hotel room walls are paper thin, you reached up and placed your hand over her mouth. Her right hand gripped your forearm, her nails were making indents in your skin.

You felt her tighten around your tongue before she arched her back high. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head while she orgasmed hard. Her screams of intense pleasure are muffled by your hand. Her body shook as she let go and wave off juices that splashed against your mouth and dripped down your chin. You lapped up as much as you could.

Even though she orgasmed, you continued your assault on her golden area. She hissed and pushed your head from her area, feeling overstimulated. You sat on your knees in front of her with a drenched mouth and chin. You kissed up her body once more before you collided your lips together.

She moaned into your mouth as she can taste herself on your tongue. She grabbed your chain around your neck and pulled you even closer. You used one hand to reach down and unbuckle your belt, throwing it somewhere. You undid the button and pushed your pants off.

Jenna pulled away from your lips and pushed your black boxer briefs off your hips. You watched as she gathered some saliva in her hand before wrapping her fingers around your length. All while never losing eye contact with you.

She’s a super freak, super freak, she’s super freaky…

You groaned as she started rubbing your length sensually. Her thumb brushed over your tip and precum leaked out, giving her extra lubricant. She started pumping you faster. You didn’t want to finish just yet so you grabbed her arms and placed them above her head. You took off the rest of your underwear and positioned yourself. You were leaning on your knuckles that were by her hips and you lined yourself up at her entrance.

Slowly, you pushed in. Her legs automatically wrapped around your waist.

“Mierda nena (Shit baby girl)” You moaned as you watched yourself disappeared inside her. At the sound of you speaking Spanish, you felt her slightly clench around you.

More Spanish speaking it is then.

Once you were fully inside, you paused for a second to let her get used to your size. After a moment, you started with some slow strokes.

“Faster…” She moaned out.

Obeying her request, you started to speed up. You found a suitable rhythm for both of you. It felt so good, you’ve been with your fair share of women but nothing compares to right now. You leaned down on your elbows close to her ear. Her fingernails scratched down your back and the heels of her feet digged into your cheeks.

Her moans and heavy panting were going straight through your ears and sending chills down your spine.

“Te sientes tan bien apretado a mi alrededor (You feel so good clenched around me)” You whispered into her ear. The low tone you spoke in brought out your accent more and it sent vibrations throughout her body straight to her core.

Even though she didn’t know what you said, it still turned her on massively.

You buried your face into her neck as you felt the knot in your stomach tighten. But suddenly, you were pushed away and flipped onto your back. Jenna was on top of you again but this time she had a new game plan in mind.

You slipped out of her while in the process of being flipped on your back. You watched as she undid her ponytail and let her hair flow, which was the sexiest thing ever. She then reached down and positioned herself over you before slowly sinking down.

“Oh my god…fuck” She moaned. She placed her hand on your lower stomach and began to ride you expertly.

You cursed out in pleasure and threw your head back against the pillows. Jenna grabbed your hands and interlocked your fingers for a minute before she placed them on her breasts. You massaged them rolling her hardened nipples in between your fingers.

“Te ves bien encima de mí (You look so good on top of me)” You licked your lips before pulling her down to you. You connected your lips with hers while bending her legs to get stable and wrapping an arm around her waist. You then started plowing into her.

The sound of slapping skin echoed through the room along with Jenna’s heavy breathing. The knot in your stomach got tighter and she clenched around you, letting you know that you were both close.

More profanities spilled out of Jenna’s mouth and her nails dug into your shoulders. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she stilled in your arms. You heard her suck in a breath and her nails dug deeper into your skin. She was cumming hard. Her body started convulsing. You felt the hot liquid around your stick and that sent you over the edge.

The knot in your stomach finally exploded. A deep groan left your body as you felt your member twitch inside of Jenna as you emptied out into her. Your hands gripped her hips aggressively until you felt you had nothing else left.

Jenna fell against you, completely exhausted but highly satisfied. The sweat made her baby hairs stick to her glistening forehead.

“God damn girl, I ain’t know you were like that” You complimented while trying to catch your breath.

Jenna laughed and slowly lifted herself off you and plopped next to you. She was exhausted, the recent activity draining her completely. The two of you were still catching your breaths before a phone ringing interrupted your blissful silence.

Neither of you acknowledged the phone, too tired to move. But whoever was calling, called again and the ringing was starting to get on your nerves. You got up and found whose phone it was. It was Jenna’s, you tossed it to her before you went into the bathroom and emptied out your bladder.

You cleaned yourself properly and headed out back into the room.

“Yeah, I’m back in my room…I know…okay bye” Jenna finished the conversation on the phone. She groaned and rubbed her hands down her face.

“You good?” You asked.

“Yeah…my friends are heading back here right now. I wanted you to stay and cuddle” She pouted.

You chuckled and started putting your clothes on, “You can always fly me out Hollywood. I never had a woman fly me out before.”

Jenna smiled and rolled her eyes playfully, “I’ll keep that in mind.”

You grabbed her open phone and she watched as you as you entered your number in her contacts.

“Text me whenever you’re back in The City” You smirked at her.

“I definitely will” She blushed. You went to put your flannel shirt on but she stopped you.

“Wait…I hope this isn’t weird but can I have that?” She shyly asked while pointing to your flannel shirt.

You shrugged and handed it to her. She stood up, with shaking legs which you noticed.

“Shut up” She mumbled. Jenna placed the flannel shirt over her naked body. It was hella big on her. You stood at 6’1 so the flannel was down to her knees. She looked sexy.

“I don’t want you to leave” She whined and wrapped her arms around your waist.

“Oh no I got you dickmitized. I gotta make my escape ASAP” You joked. You heard her suck her teeth and slap your arm. You bend down and placed a soft kiss on her lips. This kiss was slow and full of unacknowledged passion. You hate to admit it but you felt butterflies in your stomach and so did Jenna but neither of you addressed it.

“If you don’t leave now, I don’t think I can fully restrain myself to throw you on this bed again” Jenna whispered against your lips.

You laughed, “Ight Imma go.” You stole another kiss before leaving the hotel room.

“Best work trip ever” Jenna smirked.

Meanwhile, you make it to the elevator doors. They opened and three girls stepped out. But they were staring at you as they knew you. Now usually, you would’ve said something about the staring but you were too tired so you just ignored them and stepped onto the elevator.

“White people…” You mumbled and shook your head. 

[rahabs]

Was there anything you liked about Veilguard?

The hair was an improvement over Inquisition's notorious fifty shades of bald. Emmrich had a lot of potential and was easily the best of what turned out to be bland, underdeveloped batch of companions that the game makes you coddle and affirm at every turn (or, in Taash's case, an insanely childish companion that I felt I had to babysit constantly). Davrin was also fine. The architectural design was beautiful to look at, even if the cities felt empty and stale. Some of the armour was nice, and an improvement on Inquisition. I wasn't a fan of some aspects of the CC (but that's more my general dissatisfaction with BioWare constantly issuing massive overhauls to the designs of elves and qunari, so it's not Veilguard-specific), but it was also a marked improvement over Inquisition. Combat was... fine. It got dull after awhile, but it was just your standard stuff. Nothing offensive. Solas' voice acting was great for the .5 seconds we got to see him. Some of the other characters were voiced well.

As I've said, my main issue just lies in the sterile, corporate writing--not just the companions. My dissatisfaction also extends to the general culling of roleplay options (and some of the reasons why they were cut--namely, because a certain head writer was against players being able to do things he personally didn't approve of, and yes, it's common knowledge as Weekes was vocal on social media about it for years), the rampant lore issues (which BioWare has always struggled with in this franchise; lore consistency is not Dragon Age's strength), the coddling and hand-holding (not just for companions but for all major plot points; it's like the game thinks we're all stupid toddlers who need everything spoon-fed and told to us in the most simplistic terms, leaving no room for nuance or discussion), and just how... demeaning a lot of this game felt, I suppose? Someone pointed this out once and it stuck with me, but this game feels more like it was designed for "lonely people who really like found family fanfiction and project way too hard onto interactive media." Everything's just constant affirmation, constant "how-are-yous" from Rook to the companions; you cannot disagree with a companion or risk hurting their pixel-feelings, even when the companions are objectively acting like arseholes. It kills the roleplay aspect BioWare has always been famous for.

Editing this response I gave to someone else on this post, because I should have expanded originally:

[…] I think part of the reason Veilguard fails is that, unlike DA2, in trying to cater to that “found family” crowd and recreate the feeling people got with DA2 especially, the writers forgot a crucial aspect of what makes found family dynamics work, or what makes them feel worthwhile to the audience: the conflict.  Part of the impact with DA2 is it takes time—literal years—for Hawk to help build that dynamic, and there are serious differences of opinions and many arguments, whether between Hawk and one of the companions, Fenris and Anders, Isabella and Aveline, Fenris and Merrill, Anders and Merrill, Aveline and Merrill, Sebastian and Anders, Hawk and their sibling (whether Bethany or Carver), et al, etc.  Can you imagine if Fenris and Anders had had one minor disagreement and Hawk held their hands and went, “I see you’re feeling a lot of big emotions about this, are you okay, maybe you should try getting along and seeing things from his point of view?” and that was that? Because that’s essentially what Veilguard does, and it’s part of why the game rings so hollow and the found family dynamic seems so contrived: it feels unearned. It is unearned.

In the end Rook feels more like a therapist to a bunch of whingey thirteen-year-olds than a leader of professional adults, and the sterile writing as well as the writers' deeming determination to coddle their audience just makes this M-rated game feel G-rated, and not in a good way. In the risk of going into spoilers, I'm not going to rant about the Executors (though know I hate them so very much) or about the whole thing with Southern Thedas (yes I'm mad, because it's so unbelievably lazy), but so many aspects of Dragon Age's lore was just... watered down to the extreme in this game.

Also, the fact that they turned the Antivan Crows, of all things--you know, the same Antivan crows who purchase and recruit child slaves, who kill them if the deviate, whom we've spent three games going "man, you guys are kind of nasty, aren't you" at, etc--into this soft, fluffy, weird little uwu family unit really stood out to me as a symptom of this game's overall problem, which is, again, the infantile writing and the overall issue of over-sanitisation. Everything has to be uwu family friendly and nice and no one can ever have bad thoughts or do bad things or be mean! Good vibes only! I mean, we spent years being told about Tevinter and its legacy of slavery, particularly in Minrathous, and there's none of that in this game. Just more good vibes because can't risk anyone being upset or encountering challenging narratives!

Also, a petty grievance: BioWare also failed to improve on the issues with the dialogue wheel from Inquisition, meaning you'll choose an option and then Rook says something completely different. Again.

I'm just so thoroughly disappointed in it.

[marwhoa]

request: All four of the rise boys with a gn!S/O (separate) who has super powers (like controlling plants or something) but the boys dont know about it AND s/o goes out as a superhero/vigilante?? I think it would be really cute if they banter while out on patrol and stuff

🝮 “ two-in-one ”

rise boys x g/n

author’s note: woo, i whipped this up quick, feeding y’all good. Two fics in like three, four days? Nice

word count: 5.2k

┆ ── ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — Mikey 💌

Your hands, slick and sticky from the city rain, rose to twist the cloaking gem that hung around your neck. Blue-hued skin shifted into a more human-like shade, and with it came the courage to reach out to the green stranger who sat precariously at the roof’s edge.

“ Hello…? ”

Swam your delicate whisper, straight over to his ears, wishing to provide some kind of shelter from the sorrow. Mere seconds passed before he whirled around like a startled cat and stumbled off to the side. Now up to his feet, he cleared his throat as his frantic blue eyes searched your silhouette for something…

As his heaving chest slowed down and his eyes wrinkled back up with their tears, shrinking from their widened, frightened state, you wondered if he had found the answer he needed as the sadness flooded back through him.

“ It’s not fair, ” the stranger started, fisting tears from his eyes roughly before gesturing wildly to the rumbling city below, “ We’ve saved this city time and time again, and how do they repay us? ” Something told you those weren’t questions that seeked an answer, but rather sought a listener. Donning the necessary role, you gave a simple nod and took a step forward. He mirrored, stepping back, but continued.

“ Without fail, we’re always there, we’re the only ones stepping up, and each time they just—! ” He threw his hands up in frustration and let them fall back to his sides with a grumble. The blanket of silence paved the way for response, but you left it be and did what instinct told you—held out your hands with a smile. Whether he caught it through all that rain or not, you simply stood your ground as he poured into your embrace instantly. It was almost as though this was what he wanted all along.

From that day, you had decided to become a hero for the city—but not for them. Call it selfish, but your role was to lighten their load. You wanted to make their job easy, so as to bring a smile to your peachy hero’s face, all while trying to boost their image. You would sign your acts as though they were done by the brothers’ request, strengthening their image as the city’s protectors, covering every corner to pave a way for peace, rather than damage! As a hero, you simply had went uncloaked, known by the city as the Chameleon, on part of your shifting ability. With just a touch of your antennas upon your opponent, they would be downloaded into a library of skins for you to fit into. Donning their appearance, you would pull from their abilities and thwart villains left and right, lightening the load in the turtley heroes’ backs.

But, behind your cloaking broach, you were none other than plain, human Y/N, the beloved partner to the orange hero, Michelangelo! At first juggling the two identities was easy, but you would soon find yourself experiencing trouble and in quite the conundrum.

A fool from space appeared as the villain this go around, targeting the brother heroes in a pathetic attempt to take over the city as her own. If not for her annoying control of plants making her out to be a challenge, you would have been able to take her down before the brothers had to lift a finger! But now, here you were, fighting alongside them against the villain, trying desperately to slink away without your perceptive beloved connecting the dots on who you were.

“ Chameleon, we need you to copy her power and hold back those plants! “

Commanded brother blue, to which you chirped back a “ gotcha ! right on it, sir ! “ Fighting alongside them would have been a delight, if not for the cold seeping into your veins as your dearest boy grabbed your hand and stared into your big black eyes with a squint.

“ Say… You sound awfully familiar, have we met? “

“ Me-Met?! No! I mean, ahem, no, perhaps you have heard me on the tell of vision before, or the news! “

Putting on a fake accent instantly, you tugged your hand away and left the dumbfounded boy with more questions than answers. Your focus turned to the gap between you and the villainess, Phyro. The battlefield has made its way to the park, which only served as a perfect place for one whose whole shtick is plants. Each time you tried to close the gap, her plants would bap you away as though you were nothing but a small inconvenience to her.

“ Now now, what have we over here~! You’re one of those Harbins, aren’t you? That race of little adventurous warriors, how’d you make it all the way out here? “

You skidded to a stop, paling a bit at the acknowledgement. Coming this far was a goal for only one reason—escape, from the place you once called home, hoping to never hear that name again. With a dry chuckle, you shook it off and wordlessly lunged forth, ducking and weaving over viney tendrils drilling towards you.

“ Your kind is usually awfully talkative, how strange. “

Phyro continued, jerking her wrist to puppeteer more plants zeroing in on you.

Luckily, a second plan had been set forth, and while she watched only you, she had all but forgotten four others who also had it out for her. The platform of wood that she perched highly upon was set aflame in one fell swoop of the grinning orange hero, who ducked for his brother clad in purple to land a hit that sent her flying. Straight to your feet she collided, groaning as she writhed on the ground.

As you crouched down, quick to slap a pair of cuffs to her wrists while contemplating whether she’d go to the human’s jail or the hidden city’s, you were negligent of the creeping vine reaching for the gem that hung on your neck.

“ What is a Harbin doing, parading around for such a small planet? Rare for your kind to be found alone. “

Your antenna flicked as you teetered back and forth from “ ignore her and leave “ and “ entertain the captured villain. “

Foolishly, you chose the latter, but who could have known?

“ I just wanted to get away, that’s all. Sometimes you wanna be more than what you’re raised to be. “

“ Intriguing. And to be more, is to be someone else? “

“ What? “

“ CHAMELEON, WATCH OU—“

The vine shot through the gem, infecting it with a pulsating green hue that seemed to layer and combine both the illusory you and the actual you. Your human form washed over your appearance. The glitching identities seemed to flicker back and forth, unsure which to settle on as Phyro rose to her feet and quickly backed away from you. While trying to shift, to tail after her, you found yourself rendered powerless.

“ Y/N…? “

Slowing down from his run, Mikey seemed completely confused as he scanned your frame on the floor.

“ You’re Chameleon? “

“ I can explain! “

“ That’s so—so cool? But reckless, Y/N, why would you do that? And wait, was that a cloaking broach—which form is you? “

He ran off question after question while you just stared at him in a daze. Meanwhile, his brothers were quick to tail after Phyro, but not before Brother Blue called out, “ vamonos hermanos, she’s getting away! “

“ Oh—right, Y/N, stay here! “

He turned, ready to pursue his brothers and the villain, until his hand was tugged. Shoved playfully to the ground, you leapt to your feet and blew raspberries at him.

“ As if! “

Mikey stared wide-eyed as his partner, who turned out to be the incredibly helpful Chameleon, left him in the dust. Uhh, excuse me? Not a chance in hell would he let you out-hero him!

“ Hey—HEY! WAIT UP ! “

┆ ── ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — Leo 💌

Your rise to the status of hero was all BUT planned. It started out as an attempt to seem cool and snowballed into something bigger than yourself.

Picture this, you were just a human, normal in every way—except for the fact that you may have somehow charmed THE city’s hero, Leonardo Hamato!

… Well, Leo and his brothers, but come on, the real star of the show was obviously your boyfriend. You might as well have been his number one fan, pulling the strings behind the scene to aid him in battle and make him shine. His brothers would whine about him having s special little helper, but you knew that was nothing more than hogwash and obviously they loved you—who doesn’t?!

“ Leo, duck! “

You shouted, yanking down a lever that would set off a rather impressive—if you do say so yourself—trap to douse the flame-rider villain of the day. It may have splashed a brother or two, but it also slowed down TREMENDOUSLY their enemy and left him crumbling into a pile of annoyed coal, yipping and yapping about how “ that was cheating! ” A comment which was awarded with agreement by the drenched brothers,

“ Yeah Leo, we’re a team, ya gotta include us if y’all got a plan. ”

“ It got results, why’s it matter if you get just a little wet? ”

Leo teased, high-giving you as you emerged from the shadows and joined his side.

“ Yeah, no harm no foul! ”

They scowled at you, but you shrugged it off with a little peck to your boyfriend’s cheek—a gesture that was met with groans of disgust from the audience of red, purple, orange, and… villain!

Acts such as these were your thing, pulling strings and doing things to give Leo a leg up. Of course over time you learned to be a team player, and soon you carried out tasks and laid traps that the brothers had illustrated in plans, but you were still a worker from the shadows for the heroic four! That is, until one little date night led you to a treasure trove of information—your boyfriend loved magic tricks, and you’re sneaky little self may have overheard the perfect place to get a book of magic!

Tailing your unknowing informant, you had inadvertently landed yourself in a city under yours, something called the Hidden City—for obvious reasons. If not for its far-from-human city goers, you would have assumed you stumbled into an extra bizarre black market, but you knew better than to believe such nonsense. This was a city of magic folk, and what better a place than to find a book of magic? Weaving down dizzying paths, you eventually stopped before a shop ironically advertised as the “ MAGICIAN’S BOOK STORE “ and dipped in to find the book.

Your one mistake was thinking these books would be of the sorts such as “ Pull a rabbit out of a hat, oooh! ” or a “ dozens of scarves from your throat, fantastic! ”. Book in hand, you would rush home to practice your newfound spells to amaze and put on a show for your amazing boyfriend, Leo.

Instead, you paved the way for a new hero to step into the light, Daybreak, a magician with more than a few tricks up their sleeves. Opening the book had caused an instant change of appearance, a masquerade mask to seal facial identification, and a flashy performer’s fit to give you a spunky look whirled across your body. You never did get to hold a private performance for Leo, but you DID manage to become his favorite hero! Well, second favorite, but Jupiter Jim isn’t real so he doesn’t count, so number 1 favorite! But, still, you were Leo’s favorite hero, and he always brightened at the sight of you appearing on the scene!

Though, you did have to dodge his trying to introduce you to, well, yourself, multiple times.

“ C’mon, Breaker, you know my secret identity, let me know yours! “

“ Leonardo, EVERYONE knows your secret identity. It’s not exactly a secret if it’s the only identity you have. “

Grinning, your hand rested upon the book at your hip, charmed to a smaller size for it to stay on you at all times.

“ Oh, say, don’t you like magicians? “

“ Of course, who doesn’t? Wait, are you going to tell me you will hold a personal magic show for just me because we’re friends? “

Giddily, he stared at you starstruck, and you could only look back with a wobbly grin.

“ That was, uh… Oddly spot on, yeah! “

He beamed for a second, then quickly reached for his phone.

“ There’s no danger, so I’m going to call Y/N and tell them to come see—you won’t mind a plus one, would you? ”

“ Ah! No need, don’t bother them, haha, I’ll just give them their own personal show after you! “

Leo hesitated for a second, as though the idea of watching this without you seemed unpleasant, but he recovered soon enough and obliged.

Rising to your feet, you unclasped the bag hanging at your waist and pulled out your spellbook.

“ Let’s see, what’s the perfect opening act… Ah! I got it. “

You cleared your throat, stepping back from the roof top’s edge and falling straight down. Leo lunged to react, but was taken off guard as you rose back up in a lounged position, carried by a wind spell that needed no verbal cues to activate.

“ Come one, come all, to Daybreak’s suave display of tricks. For our opening act, I shall put a spin on the ‘rabbit out of a hat’ trick! “

Eagerly, your one-man audience watched with a stare so intense that you couldn’t fight the flush of red upon your cheeks. Every day you wanted to expose your secret to him, tell him you were his number one hero, but every day something odd lingered over your head, banishing such an idea.

But, never mind that. Tonight it was just you and Leo, and you were going to finally give him the magic show you had always planned to give him!

Maybe Y/N and Daybreak can remain two different people for a liiiiittle bit longer.

┆ ── ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — Raph 💌

Being a hero wasn’t your first idea. In fact, it was the farthest from it. You began as a lowly thief, a worker for Big Mama. Just a witch with an ability no one could imagine as a hero’s. You could turn to marble and turn others into statues, swim through stone and concrete as though it were water, and in the concrete jungle, who would have ever imagined being a hero over anything else?

It only became a seed in your head after a particular hero from the surface had planted the idea and tended to its garden. A particular museum in the city that never sleeps had come into possession of a particular yokai you had turned to stone yourself years ago, albeit by accident. This yokai happened to be a powerhouse that a certain bigwig ring leader was practically salivating over, so you were hired to retrieve them.

Through seas of concrete, up to the surface, you had easily come out on the inside of the museum whose walls were concocted of the finest stone money could buy. As you dove through the walls and found yourself in one of the many exhibits of the trove of stolen art and artifacts, dodging the security was an easy feat. All you had to do was strike fancy poses, hands gracefully held in delightful positions with fabric cascading around your silhouette in the classic fashion that everyone appreciates from marble. Guards would pass you, stopping if only to admire whatever Artist could have perfectly carved stone to emerge your figure, then continue on their way.

If anything, your missions were delightfully fun. Paid to pose about and easily escape with whatever it is you were sent for? It was enough to cloud the negative thoughts of a life of villainy.

That is, until you had accidentally released the yokai with a misuse of your power. The powerhouse roared to life, shoving you away with ease before setting its sights on the rest of the human’s city to release years worth of pent up energy.

Describing yourself as a villain wouldn’t have been the proper terminology, not even an anti-hero. You were just a witch getting by however you saw fit. Thus, the idea of letting not just your ticket to money get away but simultaneously letting your mistake wreck havoc on topsiders, well that just didn’t sit right with you. So you pursued, through the hole, eyes zeroing in on the path of debris left in the rampage’s way.

That was when you met him—what was it he called himself again, Red Riot? No, something about an angel? Whatever it was, you couldn’t help but hold your breath when he intervened. You were trying to get in close enough to land a firm smack across the monster’s face, to spread marble throughout its body once more, when a voice rang out and distracted you. Stumbling away to narrowly dodge succumbing to his strike, your eyes searched for the source and watched the red blur slam down between you and the yokai.

“ It’s not safe for you! ”

He roared, turning to you in a rather interesting red & black get up. Bewildered, you watched as he caught the yokai’s fists with ease, even pushing him back in a battle of strength that he was lopsidedly winning. At such a sight, you didn’t blame your heart for skipping, nor did you blame your breath for hitching in your throat. But, you would blame him for labeling you a “ damsel in distress”.

“ Slow your roll, big boy, who said I needed saving? ”

The hero gawked at you as you climbed his shell and leapt off his shoulders, landing a clean swipe against the yokai right as he reached out to seal you in his vice grip. Just as the stone coursed through his body, you swung on the outstretched arm, plantings yourself into a neat little sit on the marble forearm.

“ I won’t lie though, handsome, your heroic knight act gets a solid 10 in my book. ”

“ Are ya a hero or…? ”

The red hero straightened up, tilting his head in a curious puppy fashion. It was the toothy grin that tripped your heart into yet another skip this go around.

“ … Wouldn’t you like to know, Big Boy? ”

Before he had even a chance to answer, just an outreaching hand, you unpocketed a trinket from Big Mama herself that instantly delivered you and her next prized fighter right at the foot of her desk.

The next time you saw Red Reign was by accident. You weren’t on a mission or anything, but you had stumbled upon a scene between him and some mutant. With a clean dive into the city’s cement, you peeked your head into the conflict enough times to get close enough to his enemy. One tap later, and marble coursed through their body, immobilizing them as you climbed from the stony surface as if you were stepping up out of the pool.

“ You— “

He stilled, watching you before his eyes narrowed.

“ So yo were one of Big Mama’s lackeys. ”

It was your turn to pause, cocking your head to the side with confusion.

“ One of Big Mama’s—no, no, you mistake me. I work under no one but myself! Your accusation pains me, Red Reign~ ”

Purring, you neared the flustered hero and circled him. He loosened, though still watched you carefully, gaze shifting to the marble statue he fought mere seconds before.

“ Ya never did answer my question, and I never caughtcha name, either. ”

You stopped in front of him, eyes meandering about as you contemplated a response.

“ It’s Y/N. ”

“ Nothin’ special, just Y/N—ouch! ”

You laid a playful hit into his arm, sticking out your tongue and blowing raspberries at his comment.

“ Hey, my name is special! And yeah, I’m not some nutjob like you, mister Red Reign. ”

“ Oh, fair. ”

He clicked his tongue, and you both shared a bout of laughter before he gestured to the villain.

“ I’ve gotta haul him in, wanna come with? Y’know, to unstonify him? ”

With a shrug, you grabbed his arm and swung up to neatly sit on his shoulder. Patting his shoulder, you crossed your legs and purred.

“ Lead the way. ”

Raph began to expect your company, whether on casual patrols or in the heat of battle. He had began to see you as a hero, perhaps even a spotty sidekick, over time. That assumption only served to get him hurt in the end though, when you stared him down on the other end of justice’s stick.

“ Y/N, what are ya doin’?! ”

He hissed, grabbing your arm and gripping it solidly as you attempted to slip away. Over time, he had become far too accustomed to your stone swimming ability to let you get the upper hand on him. Planted, you tugged a few times before looking to glare at him.

“ My job, Raph, now let GO! ”

His other hand shot out, grabbing your free hand to try and wrestle its contents out.

“ Ya can’t do this, Y/N, we need to confiscate all Kraang remains fer public safety! ”

You squirmed away, hold not loosening even a teensy bit on the kraang parts you were trying to swipe. See, a certain weapon-smith in the Hidden City was offering top dollar to whoever could bring him in alien tech, and only a fool would pass up this kind of job.

And you were no fool.

“ What do you take me for, Raph, a hero!? I’m not ONE OF YOU, okay? I never was! Now let me go, or else. ”

Your tone grew dark, as did the gaze you gave him. He faltered, but stood his ground. Your eyes never held such hostility towards him, but then again he never stood in the way of your antics. So, since he hadn’t let go, your other hand latched onto his wrist and held on tight as marble started to climb and cover his wrist, arm, then shoulder.

His eyes followed the creeping material stiffening his body, then locked with yours. They swirled with an emotion that caught you off guard, but nothing could have prepared you for his response. Meridian eyes, glistening with threatened tears peered into your shaky hues, pleading goodness. It was a silent ask for mercy.

“ Y/N… Don’t do this, please. ”

┆ ── ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — Donnie 💌

Heroics were not your thing at all. If anything, you and your friends constantly joked that you’d be a villain way before you were ever a hero, so how did you end up becoming a vigilante for New York’s evil-doers? Why, it was such a silly reason, truly. Not a soul would ever know the real reason—well, except for you, of course. Mystic abilities were something you knew in and out, partly due to it being an innate part of you.

You were born half of a magical being, the child of a human and a yokai. Your father would have loved to see you become a protector, to use your magic to protect other humans like your mother, but unfortunately he didn’t live to see it happen, and you had sworn off that kind of responsibility. Far too much to weigh in your shoulders! You, a protector of the city? Depended on by all those people? Never in your wildest dreams would you have stepped up to such a role.

That is, until you found yourself on the receiving end of a vigilante’s help. It was during the threat of apocalypse when you met him, a mutant clad in purple with the signature of mystic enchantment. When the alien goo had set its sights on you, seconds from engulfing you and possessing you to become one of the mindless soldiers to the invaders, it was the turtle boy who slammed down with his purple magic who saved you. And, well, could anyone blame you for falling in love?

The way his freehand took yours, hoisting you up as though you were as light as a feather, holding you behind him while his other hand masterfully wielded a technologically improved Bo. How he swept you up, immediately taking you to safety—and not even leaving once he dropped you off! He let you down and turned his focus to some device adhered to his forearm, asking you all sorts of questions for your well-being.

At the end of it all, he had but one simple question for you, and that was “ are you okay? ” With your nod, he disappeared off into the night, likely to save other cityfolk in just as much danger, but god had you felt so special in that moment.

So much so that you longed to encounter him again, thus going against your own ruling against heroism.

And boy had it paid off.

“ Doooonnnniiiieeeee, there’s no way Fun-Gus is going to be right here in exactly, what, 3 minutes? ”

“ Have faith, dearest Illusori, by my calculations Fun-Gus will land right there in, correction, 2.43 minutes—not 3. ”

He gave you a sly smirk, knowing it irked you whenever he was technical with small details, but you would be lying if you said it wasn’t one of his cute traits. Plus, he was usually always right. As you both waited in place for the fungal mutant to touch down, a timer ticked away on his device—juuuuust in case his calculations were off.

“ Fun Gus appears on the scene! ”

Roared the mushroom villain as he hit the pavement, right as an alarm went off.

“ Called it! ”

“ Ugghhhh, annoyed sigh! ”

You groaned, snickering at the playful glare he gave for your copying of his little “ saying the action aloud ” habit.

“ Whatever, copycat, you know the plan! ”

He kicked off, lunging towards the villain, while you nodded, determined to execute your part ever so perfectly! He might even just give you praise…

Ah, wait, don’t get off topic! Focus, that’s your cue! With closed eyes, the world drowned out around you as magic welled at your fingertips. You could feel the power surging through your veins, tingling with so much pressure that it was almost a bit overstimulating, but onwards you pushed. Soon, an illusion would seep into Gus’ perception, duplicating Donnie’s image around him and amplifying the mystic display of his own magic.

Of course, only one of the Donnie’s was real, since your magic could only play illusion-based tricks.

Just as powerful, though. Especially on victims who had no clue of your ability.

“ Whether there’s five or a thousand of you, turtle, you can’t defeat me! ”

Annoyed, Gus slammed his palms into the ground and forced dozens of mushrooms to sprout up—all surging towards Donnie. With one slow rotation of your hand, the mushrooms vanished from sight, further confusing the villain as he stumbled back, dumbfounded.

“ Huh—what? Where—“

He glanced up as the Donnie Duplicates closed in, all syncing into one as he landed a heavy hit into the mushroom’s cheek. He rolled and tumbled a bit, instantly rendered unconscious, thus cuing your part to drop the illusion. The world around you three warbled and popped, revealing a mushroom-covered space.

“ If you give me a couple more minutes, I can come up with a great mushroom pun for this! ”

Trotting up to his side, unceremoniously stomping a couple ‘shrooms on the way, you have a cheeky grin as your partner in crime groaned at the thought.

“ No, no, no, no, nope, not happening. I’m going to ensure you do NOT get the chance to make any sorts of puns. ”

Donnie crouched down, plucking a few mushrooms from the villain’s face, then dropping them into a vial.

“ Are you spore you want to be that close to him? ”

“ That was terrible. ”

Crouching beside him, you smiled fondly at the slight grin he gave to a “ terrible joke ”. Reaching forward, you poked his cheek lightly and he pulled away with an ever-growing grin as he swatted your hand back.

“ Ah, but who still smiled? ”

“ An unimportant observation! ”

You had snuck your way into Donnie’s heart, securing your part as “ Patrol Partner ”.

But, as charming as you were as his vigilante plus one, no one could blame either of you for wanting more. There had been plenty of times, as the two of you readied to part for the night, that you yearned to reach out, grab his hands, and go “ hi, my name is Y/N, and i really want to go on a date with you! ”

and just as many times had Donnie needed to resist pulling your retreating form back, locking eye contact, and requesting that you become more than a patrol partner.

Luckily, that stage had been set on the night of a particularly uneventful patrol that landed you both in a prime location usually used for couples bonding. Following a trail that turned into a dead end, you both lingered at a clearing where the trees perfectly framed what might have been the only part of the city where the stars were visible.

“ … Illusori? ”

“ Mm? ”

You perked up, turning to see him completely enraptured by the view. He leaned back to sit in the grass, and you followed suit almost instantly. Soon, you were both laid back, watching the stars twinkle. Silence tiptoed around you both for a few seconds before he finally breathed in deeply and exhaled.

“ Who are you, really? ”

This was the moment you had been waiting for all this time, and yet here you were, at a loss for words. Before awkwardness could plateau, you glanced at him, then sat up. Propped up by one of your arms, you leaned over him and hesitated. As Illusori, your magic would play its part by also hiding your identity behind disguise, but this was your chance to finally drop that disguise and potentially become closer to the one who started this whole “ vigilante double life ” to begin with…

So, taking your own deep breath, you gave a wonky smile.

“ That depends, can I request ‘Mrs. Donatello’ as an acceptable response? ”

“ … ”

With widened eyes, Donnie averted his gaze and looked everywhere but you. Nervousness crept up your throat as he began gesturing with one hand while the other laid behind his head as a pillow.

“ Y—Ahem, you may, if only I can request permission to see you beneath the mask. ”

“ Only if I can see you. ”

“ What? My mask—it hides nothing! ”

He shot up, completely taken off guard by your request, but loosened up as your laughter indicated that was sarcasm. With a twirl of your hand, the magic hiding away your true appearance slipped away, and all he could do was stare. Wide-eyed, he soon broke the silence with a whistle.

“ Wow, you’re… ”

You could practically see the hearts in his eyes as his gaze on you softened with a heart wrenching smile. God you were in love with him.

[toastyyjams]

What brushes do you use?

unfortunately anon i have so many miscellaneous stuff downloaded that i can't find the set of brushes that i regularly use ;-; i spent a stupid amount of time going thru all my downloads but no dice however here's what they look like anyway lmao...

1st brush i use for sketching/in general (i just made the brush size big for the example)

2nd brush i use for shading the clothes & sometimes hair - it's some watercolor brush i believe ^^;

and 3rd is just the default G-pen that I use for base colors

[neverchecking]

Nsfw alphabet for Time Twilight and Wild please... I thirst hard

Can do!

NSFW So MDNI! 18+

Twilight -> Here!

Wild -> Here!

NSFW Alphabet- Time Edition

MDNI! 18+!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

KING of Aftercare. Mans knows what he's doing. I originally was gonna say Twilight or Sky was, but the more I thought about the more I was convinced it's Time. He has the maturity and knowledge and patience needed to effectively and efficiently bring back his beloved from whatever subspace they fell into.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On his partner? Their eyes. They tell him everything he needs to know. Every little emotion that flickers across their irises he's reading. He's adjusting every single one of his actions to better suit whatever emotion is shining in those pretty eyes of yours.

On him? His thighs. Honestly. (Thought I was gonna say hands again, didn't ya?) He loves dragging his lover up and down the muscled flesh, hearing them cry out in pure ecstasy. Or feeling his lover grab at them as they struggle around his length, looking up at him with shiny eyes. Or supporting the weight of his divinity as they bounce up and down on his shaft.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He cums a lot. Idk why I think this, but I just know it. And he loves cumming deep inside of you. Stuffing you so full it leaks out around him. He's got breeder balls, just so full and big and they smack against your ass every time he has you on your back.

There is something to be said about cumming all over his partner's ass though.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He is the biggest sucker for semi-public sex. Especially in the forest. One of his biggest fantasy's is just chasing you into the woods and pining you to a tree. Just taking you right then and there, where no one can hear how loud you scream his name.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He has a few lays under his belt. Whether we go with Malon is an ex, or a friend, or their in a poly-ship with reader, Time and Malon probably have slept together. So he has experience. He knows all the right spots, he knows how to use his tongue and fingers in tandem, he knows. And if he doesn't? He's so willing to learn.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He loves having you on his lap, holding you close while your face to face, raising your hips up and down up and down up and down-

Anything that gives him that view of you. Your facial expressions, your chest sheening with sweat, your everything.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Serious. He's not very goofy outside of sex, let alone during. Maybe if Reader cracks a small joke, he'll smile, but other than that, he's focusing on every little action and reaction.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Now, this bad boy right here is...not groomed. Sorry not sorry, it had to be said. He has so many more things to focus on, pubic hair is like...third last on that list. When he does get around to it, it's very nice and trimmed. Perfect. But he lets it grow out for a little too long a little too often. As for color? It's probably the same shade as his head hair.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

you know that scene in movies where the main love interest coats the bed in like rose petals and candles and stuff? Time pioneered that. He is the second biggest romantic, second only to sky, and aims to please.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Used to do it all the time. His adventure(s) were high stress situations and the ones where he was a teen? He needed a form of release or he would've lost his shit. Now that he's met you though?

Well sometimes he still does it to the thought of you, but most times he saves it because he knows the sight of you, dripping with his cum, is something so worth the pent up energy.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Breeding Kink.

Whew, glad to get that one off my chest. Even if we already all knew. It doesn't matter if his partner actually can get pregnant, it's just the principle of filling them up, over and over, and over again.

Also, loves edging. I feel it in my tits. He loves pushing his partner to that edge, over and over again only to rip away that pleasure at the last second. It just riles him up like crazy. That control over everything his partner feels makes every part of him just buzz.

Also also, biggest brat tamer. It's part of why he's so open to semi-public sex. If his significant other is being a shithead, he can just take them behind an inn and teach them a lesson :)

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere that's private is a given. Rooms at inns, private bath houses, you name it. But he's also open to the not-so-private areas. Maybe just out of earshot of camp? Or perhaps in an alleyway? Down stream from where the boys are bathing?

There are just so many good options.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

High stress situations, but that one is a given. But also, strangely domestic situations. Like ones where your cooking for him or where he's out farming while you occupy yourself with your little gardening corner. Coming home to see you, all dolled up in your little apron (Maybe nothing more-), welcoming him home with your habitual welcome home kiss.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

There's the perfunctory hurting you in any way shape, or form. But, I also think he's heavily against degrading. Any name is either followed by or started with a 'My' or some sort of praise. It has to be evened out in some sort of way to him. He refuses to let it happen otherwise. It just makes something in him shrivel up and cringe in disgust at himself.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Honestly, prefers receiving. He loves giving, don't get him wrong, but something about seeing his lover before him, on their knees, with lashes soaked in tears as they struggle to take him? Makes his entire body just buzz in euphoric anticipation.

He's also loves giving too. And he's good at it. He loves teasing them with movements just firm enough to be felt, but nothing concrete enough to get them anywhere. Keeping them right on that brink.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Like most of them, depends on his mood. But his favorite? Rough and Slow. Making sure he has every single one of his lover's reactions catalogued and that every future one is predicted before it even happens. If their close, he's ensuring his pace slows just enough. His tempo is steady but just enough to keep them at a buzz instead of the glorious wave of euphoria until he is damn well good and ready.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He's open to them. Not his favorite, but when your on the road, sometimes you just gotta take what you can get. Maybe he's fingering you in the dead of night and hoping that you can stay quiet enough to not wake anyone. Maybe he's throwing a blanket over your lap and keeping you seated right where he wants you on his cock. Maybe he's letting you suck him off behind a tree while the boys are doing laundry or something.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He's a little into risks. Part of the brat-taming and semi public sex. It just gives him that rush of adrenaline that keeps him buzzing. It's nothing like fighting, where he's constantly watching to save his life, one of the boys' lives, or even your own. No, this is something that he's allowed to relish in and let it run his brain for just a little.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Days, Man has Stamina. He just knows it. He's going until his partner says otherwise. He's always down for pumping load after load into his partner. He's not letting up until the sun is bathing you both in it's perfect rays.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

I think he owns a few. Silken ropes to bind his lover's hands, maybe a gag or two here or there. A few plugs? Just to keep his darling full just a little longer.

If his darling is being a little extra bratty, he'll pull out the leather bound straps designed to keep them stretched and prone for whatever he deems an appropriate punishment.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

The worst. The absolute Worst. He is the biggest tease especially when it comes edging. Like I said prior, he's into edging. And that and teasing just go hand in hand together so well. So, yea, he loves to tease.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Not overly loud. He's mainly low grunts and groans, any time he thinks he's gonna break just a little, he's muffling his voice into your shoulder or your neck.

If you really wanna hear him, give him a surprise blowjob first thing in the morning, before he has the chance to hide away behind his mask. He'll give you all the pretty noises your heart desires.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

If Reader were to bring up a threesome between them and Malon, he would probably do it, if only to see them happy. He has no interest in sharing, but if that's what his darling wants, then that's what it shall be.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

PACKING HEAT-

He's got the girth and the length for a man of his stature. Thick and long, eight inches, eight and a half when hard, with a gorgeous head, redder than his skin tone. Littered with sensitive veins too. Also uncircumcised.

And I know I mentioned this before, but he's got big, heavy balls just full of cum waiting for his lover.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Not as high as you would think. It's pretty average, maybe a bit below, but after a super intense situation, I think it's a given he's ready for a romp.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He's naturally an insomniac, so he doesn't fall asleep very easily afterwards. No, he instead spends his time watching you sleep, brushing back your hair and soothing over any of the marks he marred your skin with.

[charon-cries]

Hiya! Hope this message finds u well :3 I absolutely love your art; found you from insta! Quick question also; I’m not sure if you’ve answered this before, but which brushes do you use for ur digital art? I love the textures they’re so crunchy (endearing)!! Have a lovely day!! :D

hello!! here's a little brush tour ft. this half rendered martin.

also, a great app for ipad artists who really want to dig into texture is art set 4. i swear by it and i've been using it for about two years. none of my more recent art uses it, but that's just because i'm experimenting with my process rn

so here's a list of my most used brushes lately, and there will be links to all of them at the bottom of this post.

the two labeled "custom pencil" are both my own personal modified pencils (both sourced from the 6b pencil) but the narinder pencil and the vanilla 6b pencil are both very similar to them. i use these two for sketching and flat color specifically, and if you do specifically want these two brushes then i'd be happy to upload them somewhere for you to download, but they're not really necessary for texture

i also use G&B halftone brushes sometimes! but i greatly prefer the RSCO sample pack, and i cannot find the link to the G&B brushes no matter how hard i google, and pretty much any halftone brush set will do the same job

and here's what they look like in practice!

(i like to set these halftones to color burn. color burn is my most used blending mode, even for shading)

and then i hit "copy all," paste, and duplicate it. so you should have two layers of just your entire canvas. then import a paper texture

i'm partial to the set i'll link down below, my favorite is #5. you should absolutely check out the rest of the free texture packs on their website if you're wanting to diversify your texture process btw, all of their stuff is fantastic.

to use that texture, your layers should look like this!

on the layer set to the linear burn, i also like to go into the adjustments menu and bump up the brightness until all of the colors are at similar values to what they were before. and the normal layer on top is just to control the intensity/opacity of the paper texture!

after all of that, sometimes i'll go in with brushes like MM rake follow, or more from COFE's weird pencils, on top of all of those layers for finishing touches.

definitely play around with it, try new free brushes all of the time (i heavily recommended subscribing to Manero. they have a lot of free stuff and it's all fantastic) and see what works for you <3

here are the links to the brushes in this post, as well as some extras! some of them are paid and some of them are completely free. + it wasn't mentioned here, but i use the tatyworks linen fabric brush for blending! for any of the paid brushes, i'll try to link some free alternatives

paid brushes:

alternatives to paid brushes:

free brushes:

extra goodies:

[kayvsdoodles]

Nudges you

Hi I love your work your colours are so. Colourful. It makes my brain tickle in a good way

Okay onto questions!!!!

one: where the hell did you get the references slash ability to draw iron man mech suits. like. if you just doodled that in a meeting??? what????? you didn’t have a reference???????

second question: what brushes do you use?

third question: how you anatomy (good grammar yes)

ok thank you goodbye have a. Lovely day

lkdfghlkdjfhlgkj hey THANK YOU YOU'RE VERY SWEET i did look at him to see what he looked like first, but mark 1's all rectangles and messy bits he's very nice to draw!!! i highly recommend it. clunky little guy

all other iron man suits i learned to draw by simply drawing iron man 1000 times. i learned to draw in general by drawing iron man i love him very much :) but looking up pictures of hot toys figures/those cool model kits of the suits is super helpful for refs! nice clear shots and fun poses.

secret: my art is very easy. here are all of the base colours i use

taken from an old timey comics colouring guide palette thing because i love old timey comics and i hate colouring <3 for skin tones/shading i'm usually adding overlays and fiddling with the colour wheel though

for that iron man, i used the "real g-pen" brush that comes with clip studio paint; for most of my other art i use this little dude that i made!

I colour with the default "milli pen" brush that also comes with CSP, and then the speckle shading stuff is with. the tone scraping thing in the airbrush tool that also comes with CSP......tone scraper my beloved how would i get through the day without it......

anatomy is really hard and i am constantly fighting for my life, glad it's looking successful i will tell you when i figure it out lkdfjhgkj i try to do studies breaking bodies down into shapes but gosh people are just shaped so weird. iron man suits are easier. let's just draw iron man suits

have a lovely day!! 💛❤️

[yzeltia]

FFXIVwrite2024 8. Wedding Vows

Characters: U'rahn Nuhn, Postmoogle Expansion: Endwalker(Timeline Wise, Otherwise Irrelvant) Rating: G Summary: U'rahn practices for his big day with his biggest antagonist. Notes: Freeday prompt given to me by @beyond-mortal-limits *Based on Shakespeare's Sonnet 18 **Based on George Michael's Father Figure

“Alright! Have we started? Now remember, only write the stuff down that I’m saying for the vows. You don’t have to write it all down…you better not be writing this down…Augh. Anyway. My Vows….My vows….Let’s try:

“Nyx, I’ve loved you since you first took your hand and led you to go do all the stuff Zoissette didn’t want me to do with me…-

“Yes it was a date for someone else? Why? What do you mean that’s lame. Don’t you kupo at me! I’m paying you to write stuff not give me dating advice! Let’s try again. …Maybe traditional?”

“I, U’rahn Nuhn, take you, Nyx Blackmoon, for my eternally bonded spouse, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do…well, until death do I part. I will love and enrich you all the days of my life.

“How’s that? What do you mean ‘lame, kupo?’!? It’s traditional! …Okay …Nyx is not a traditional bride but that doesn’t matter cause they’re going to be the most beautiful and special brrride there’s ever been. Don’t ‘Sure, kupo!’ at me! It’s trrrue! But you’re right…Nyx loves me for my orrriginality and that I enrrrich them…Maybe poetry? I can be poetic! Urianger taught me sonnets after Nyx taught me Haiku!!…Can too! Oh yeah!?

“Shall I compare thee to a Summer’s Night?

Thou art more um…lovely and temperature

Rough winds do shake my darling buddies in May

And Summer’s heat hath all too short a date,

Sometimes too hot the eye of Nidhogg shines

And often is gold and complex and I’m dimmed,

And every faerie from faerie sometimes decides

By chance of nature’s changing course to their whim…d

But thy eternal Summer shall not fade

Nor lose possession of thou wanderer’s shade

When in eternal bonds to time thou grow’st

So long as Nuhn can breathe or eyes can see

So long lives this one, and he gives his life to thee-* Stop laughing!

“I swear, moogles are nothing but trouble. That was really good! Yes, I recited it perfectly from the book that Urianger gave me! No I didn’t guess! Just keep your comments to yourself and help write down my vows or I’ll feed you to a sandworm!

“Now…if poems won’t work. How about a song:

“That's all you wanted

Something special, someone enriching 

In your life-

Just for one moment

To be warm and naked

At my side-

Sometimes I think that you'll never

Understand me 

But something tells me together

We'd be happy, oh-oh, baby

I will be your Nuhn figure

Put your tiny hand in mine 

I will be your preacher teacher

Anything you have in mind-”**

“What? That off key? …Yeah, I’m not very good. Maybe if I asked Big Bro Erick or Big Bro Thancred to back me up in the vocals? No? Yeah…no. I can even admit I’m not the best singer. Alright. Fine…What do you think I should do? … … … Ah…I can try that…:

“Nyx…When I’m around you I feel invincible…Not like my normal invincibility, but like, y’know, that I could do anything and everything I put my mind to. Even the stuff that I’m super bad at. I know I’m not the smartest or wisest guy out there but you never hold that against me and when I meet something that I can’t overcome, you let me try until I ask for help. You never judge me or put me down. I feel so seen and loved around you. 

“And…well, it’s no secret my family is super important to me. You’ve fit right in with us in your own Nyx way. I know that if something ever happened to me, you’d be there to watch over them where I cannot. I named my first daughter after you ‘cause I don’t know anyone more strong and beautiful that I would want her to look up to. 

 “So uh, what I’m trying to say is that I’ll always love you…And I promise, as long as I draw breath, to keep enriching you and making every day be filled with new, fun experiences when we are together.

“Why are you crying? Me? I’m not crying? I just got stuff in my eye! It was good though wasn’t it? Let’s stick with that version….C’mon, I’ll get you a kuponut.”

[barnesbabee]

a/n: this was written by my friend nova, previously @/needyateez on tumblr and she has written it for me to post here, enjoy!

wooyoung drabble

It was no secret that turning you into a mess took little to nothing on his part.

All it took was a couple of light touches over your thigh during dinner and you were practically putty in his hands, but of course, wooyoung wouldn’t stop there. 

Your eyes met the back of your skull as you felt his hips grind against yours, fingers digging into the open expanse of his forearm with ernest. 

You were so weak for him, the black-headed male almost wanted to coo at how cute you looked when you were a wreck underneath him, but he decided instead to give you that lopsided grin that he always seemed to sport when he was up to no good. 

Everything around you was hazy. The world was spinning in circles and the only thing your brain could focus on was the heat of wooyoung as he spoke in that silky sweet voice that made your knees turn to putty. 

Your limbs felt like they were filled with rocks, heavy and nearly impossible to move as you huffed raggedly underneath him. How many times had you come tonight? After the third you started to lose count, your mind too far away to keep up with his ministrations any further. 

“Oh come on y/n, I know you can do better than that,” he scolded, voice coming off more as a whine that anything else. To anyone else’s eyes, the man above you was nothing more than a pillow prince waiting to be given instructions, but to you, he was the one that made the rules.

Your body found momentary relief as wooyoung retracted his hips, your burning lungs finally being able to take in a decent breath of air. Although, the feeling didn’t last very long as he forced his cock back inside of you, a broken cry falling from your lips the moment his tip pressed firmly against your g-spot. 

“Oh baby, what happened?” His faux concern was enough to make you want to punch him in the face, but even if you’d somehow found the strength, you knew that it would all be to no avail. “I thought you said that you could take whatever I gave you?” 

His statement was punctuation by another hard thrust, your body lurching upwards and your head inching closer toward the headboard. Oh, how you were regretting your words right now. 

Your head lolled to the side as his hips pushed against yours vigorously, your mind begging for a break but your body pushing down against him for more. You could clearly see the outline of various veins lining his arm, protruding more than usual as he used all of his strength to keep himself upright. 

The sight was enough to make your mouth water, your cunt clenching around his length when only the tip remained inside. 

“Fuck,” Wooyoung cursed, hips stuttering just slightly. If you were paying attention, you would have seen the way his eyebrows curved together, his focus suddenly going to the growing pit in his stomach as you squeezed around him. “Look at you, still begging for more.” 

You couldn’t tell whether his words were true or false, but you chose not to think too hard about it when somehow, he managed to fuck you even harder. With your brain turning to mush, your jaw dropped as your mouth fell open, just wide enough for him to slide a thumb over the expanse of your tongue. 

“You keep presenting yourself to me like that and I might have to find something to stuff this hole with,” A smirk plastered itself on his face when your skin grew even hotter, your eyes squeezing shut as you turned a light shade of red. “Awe, is my baby getting embarrassed?” 

A soft whine resonated from your throat, getting trapped behind your lips as you sucked Wooyoung’s thumb deeper into your mouth. 

“I mean, you definitely have a reason to be,” he continued, pushing his thumb far enough to make the muscles of your throat contract around it. You gagged as he let out a little laugh, pulling the digit from your mouth in favor of leaning into your face. “It only took 30 minutes for me to pull three orgasms from you, yet for some reason, you still haven’t made me come yet.” 

Your eyes cracked open at his warmth, peering into his raven eyes as he looked at you with an expression that could only be described as greed. 

“And after all the things you said,” Another little chuckle fell from his slightly parted lips. “You can’t even do that right.”

Wooyoung wouldn’t talk about the fact that he’d almost busted a nut multiple times throughout the course of your session. Every time he felt you come around him, it took everything in his being not to let the rope that was tightening in his gut snap on the spot. The man couldn’t help it, you just looked so pretty under him when you were nothing more than a writhing mess, stuttering every time he asked you a question. 

He loved the way your responses were short, but somehow he still knew exactly what you needed, and he was here to provide. 

You whined again. That seemed to be the only sound that you could muster with the way he was rearranging your insides, but despite that, you found it in you to give him a response; the first one you were able to give in about an hour.  

“I-It’s too… m-much,” you stuttered, referring to the growing warmth that was starting to settle in the pit of your stomach once again. “Fuck, please woo…”

“Oh, the fleshlight speaks,” He spoke. Your cheeks grew exponentially hot, his words only bringing you closer to the edge. “Please what?” Wooyoung asked, his head ticked to the side like a curious child, already knowing what you were planning on asking for, but wanting to hear you say it away. 

He’d seen you in this state enough times to know when you were about to come. You always seemed to reject his ministrations, arms pushing at his chest or shoulders weakly before your legs wrapped around his waist, pushing him deeper and deeper to where you really needed him. 

Your moans were growing increasingly high in pitch, and when he felt your walls starting to contract around his cock, he knew that your 6th orgasm for the night was quickly approaching. 

“Is my baby going to come?” Your head thrashed violently as you nodded in response to his inquiry, the balls of your feet digging into the dimples of his back to keep him as close as possible. “Hm, don’t you think that’s a little unfair?” 

Your eyebrows furrowed together as you felt his hips slow, a short sound of discontent bubbling from your lips as you felt his cock slide out of you. Your cunt throbbed as the impending orgasm slowly dissolved into nothing, legs squeezing together as you looked at the man that you could only describe at the moment as evil. 

Despite ruining your high, Wooyoung still sported that sickening grin that never seemed to leave his face. He lolled to the side, suddenly laying beside you with his hands resting behind his head. The confused look on your face never left as you watched him get comfortable, his cock red and throbbing and it stood to attention, waiting to be enveloped by you again. 

“Why don’t you try to make me come for once,” his voice was low as his gaze traveled down your exposed body, eyes hot as they traveled over every expanse of your skin. “And then maybe I’ll consider letting you.”

You wanted to complain, to tell him that he was being awfully mean to you and that you could easily smother him with the pillow that he was currently laying on, but you kept quiet. 

Because you and he both knew that you were loving every second of this. 

You pursed your lips as you climbed into his lap, lining him back up with your throbbing cunt before lowering yourself down. Your breath hitched as you took all of him, your hips circling as you adjusted to the new angle. 

Wooyoung let out a content sigh, his eyes fluttering shut as he forced himself not to buck into your warmth. 

“That’s my good baby,” don’t say that. Your lips tucked themselves into your mouth to hold back the moan that threatened to tell on you. “Now you can see how it feels to do all the work for once.” 

You looked down at him for a moment, taking in the way that he spoke despite the expressions that he wore on his face. The skin of his neck down to his upper stomach was completely red, his eyebrows furrowed into one and his head pushed back against the cushion of his hands. 

He looked ethereal, and for a moment you wondered if maybe he really was a pillow prince after all. 

[rebouks]

hi! do you have any tips for making good quality screenshots in ts4?

Hi! Let's see what I can come up with..

LIGHTING/GRAPHICS MODS Easy to use/install, lighting mods can change the look of your game drastically with little effort! I use a few:

no-glo

no-blu

graphicsrules override

I use this camera mod too, much less drifty...

Softerhaze makes some bomb ass lighting mods too.. I just switched from twinkle toes to sunblind and I am in LOVE - gamechanger lemme tell you.. so pretty! LOOKIT!!

RESHADE I'm still using g-shade at the moment but after recent events, I'll probably end up switching back again when I can be arsed. The effects you can achieve with reshade presets are amazing tbh.. and it's real fun to mess around with and create your own! Tho lots of people have made awesome ones if that's a bit much for you. If your PC can't handle it all too well you can always just switch it off until it's time to take screenies as well.

COMPOSITION Kinda hard to explain but basically, composition is what's in your frame and how you line it all up. I'd recommend reading some photography guides to get the gist of the concept.. but honestly, the more you mess around the more you'll get the hang of it. I've always loved photography and sims screenies really aren't so different. If you use reshade there's even some templates for thirds/the golden ratio etc you can slap on top for practice. Personally I don't use 'em cos I prefer my own judgement (that sounds rlly obnoxious but we're rolling with it). I found a template to show you what I mean! (ngl I was stoked that the first screenie I thought of for being a good eg. almost perfectly fit into this golden ratio shit LOL) but let's keep in mind how long I scooted around to get a good shot of this.. pretty sure I deleted about 10 other failed shots of this but shhhh, it's trial and error!

ANGLES/FOCUS The way you take a shot and how you angle it can change the whole feel of the image. For example.. in this image I tilted down and bit and filled over two thirds of the shot with the man, he's a big character and quite an intimidating guy so I think it helps get the idea across without pointing it out (at least I think so but idk I could also be talking outta my ass)

Similarly in these two shots below.. the first with the guy on the left gives the feel that he's in control here. The "camera" is tilted above him slightly and he's all up in your face, making the woman look much smaller in comparison. BUT! If you flip around to the second image, tilt down a bit and switch the focus to her, it makes him look more insignificant and less in control. I hope this makes sense??

EDITING/PHOTOSHOP ACTIONS ETC Personally I don't use photoshop actions but there's plenty out there to do the work for you! I think Intramoon? maybe.. has made a few but idk, you guys feel free to jump in with any suggestions! You can also smooth, fix stuff, change the mood/lighting, all sorts.. my advice on this is patchy at best tbh cos I just faff around until I see what I like lmao.. which leads me on tooooooo...

FUCK AROUND AND FIND OUT Lol.. but seriously! I don't know what I'm doing. I've never taken any classes or read up on much, I always just jump in and see what happens. Fuck around with reshade, fuck around with camera mods, fuck around with composition/focus, fuck around with photoshop or gimp or w/e.. just mess about for a while and have fun! I promise you'll get better.

[dieselpvnk]

Why don’t you like your least favorite campaign in rw?

Spearmaster is just. I dont like it so bad. Most of this is btw not objective critisism but just stuff I personally don't like for reasons varying from pretty valid to plain stupid.

there' just way too many moments that I find frustrating and not fun. Sure, you could say skill issue and that I should just get better at the game, but

I did this with chaos + enemy randomizer, I make myself suffer in this game for fun and Spearmaster just hits different. (also yes I'm just taking a chance to bring up this screenshot again because I kinda slayed)

random, but this is the only time I get to mention I was so excited at the start of the campaign, just to get upset upon realizing cool new starting region is just Outskirts, the first few rooms made me hope for a mix of Shaded, Drianage and Superstructure kinda region. I guess seeing what's behind the Surv/Monk starting pipe is cool, but I hoped for something different. Also sad you can't go back there.

The mechanic is nice ig, I like killing things, holding two spears is cool ig, but tbh, a pebbles and a spear is even more effective in most situations. The way Spearmaster gets food is pretty cool and very unique, but I do miss munching on corpses. Not having a stomach slot isn't a big deal, until you remember Spearmaster has a bunch of unique lore pearls bc nobody else has access to pre-collapse Moon. Imo it's much much worse than the story pearl.

Speaking of, the story pearl. It's whatever, don't care, prior to Spearmaster I played Hunter bringing both the pearl and the neuron to Moon and it was much more difficult, as Spearmaster I just used a passage. What IS a problem tho, is having to go between iterators back and forth. I wanted to know what Pebbles was talking about, so I went to Moon first, then I had to go to Pebbles to get top surgery, then I had to go back to Moon again to give her the pearl, and then I had to go to Sky Islands, which is also going past Pebbles through the Precipice.

The spawns are brutal, which is not an issue itself, I liked Artificer's camapaign a lot. The issue id that it feels "bullshit" brutal instesd of "challenging" brutal.

The regions are also not something I enjoy. Past Garbage Wastes? Better as Artificer with brief acid immunity and awesome mobility [and high threat level to compensate]. The only really good part is build-a-ladder room. Waterfront facility? It's whatever, and again better as Artificer because I can make shortcuts myself, as a little treat. any wall is scaleable and gap is crossable [unverified information], the Precipice is bad. Tight jumps, no shelters, missing a jump.is very punishing and a lot of threats on top of that. Yes I know you can bring a grappleworm, but I hate them so I'm not doing that. Moon's Underhang? Struts, I believe. Also very fucking bad, just. she has an awful infestation she should get it checked out. The only and only thing that made me get get that awya from me mod and remove spiders. Also it's hard to navigate and it doesn't have enough shelters to compensate. Moon's superstructure? I don't like superstructure regions because zero-g is the worst mechanic every concieved for rain world. also getting food from neurons is annoying. I know I don't have to I can just go through Superstructure in one cycle. but I still hate it.

The lore? Don't give a shit honestly, I was kinda hyped for the broadcasts but then I just didn't care, I was just hoping I can skip them faster. I don't care about iterator drama stfu!!!! Like it's cool and all. in theory. but in reality I really just ended up not caring at all. Call me a fake fan but I wish they just weren't in there or there was a lot less.

Spearmaster is a lot more enjoyable if you disregard the camapign and do whatever. But at that point I'd rather play slugcats I enjoy more anyway. No dual-wield and no unlimited spears isn't a deal breaker

[shewhowas39]

NSFW Alphabet Tag

so i was tagged by @kittenintheden a hot minute ago, and i'm finally getting around to this!

i'm answering this for June and Astarion from my longfic, Juniper & Starlight, but since that fic is still in act 1, I'm gonna answer these from the perspective of Act 3, when my smut fics are set. just to give me more interesting answers.

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

cuddly. June relies a lot on physical touch to help keep herself grounded - a little protection from the urges and the visions - so some snuggling is always appreciated. and Astarion is like a cat curling up against he warmest surface (in this case, June) he can find.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

June likes her legs. they're the most muscular part of this wizard's body, and she can run quite fast. her favorite part of Astarion is his mouth. she loves that little smirk of his, and she loves the things his mouth can do to her.

Astarion likes his own hands. he has such perfect control over them and they do so much - they weild knives, they unlock doors, they disarm traps - and he's very confident in his ability to use them to drive June insane. his favorite part of June is a tie between her ass (soft! squeezable!) and her eyes, which are an unusually dark shade of blue that absolutely destroy him.

C = Cum (where does your muse prefer to cum/have someone cum)

inside June is the answer for both of them. both like to be able to feel the moment the other orgasms.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

by act 3 i don't think they really have any dirty secrets in terms of sex stuff? June is a very honest person - she hates lying - and Astarion isn't so honest, but by this point, June can read him well enough that there's not much point hiding things from her. so...no particularly dirty secrets, i'm afraid.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

June doesn't remember how much experience she has, but based some muscle memory, she suspects she's had at least two or three partners in the past because she does know what she's doing. but she's also realized that - in the wordsof Shadowheart - her heart is in her clit. so most likely all of her past partners were people she had a relationship with, not just casual one-time hookups.

Astarion, we all know, is very experienced. not necessarily by his own choice. and yes, he does know very well what he's doing.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Astarion, as we've all been told, likes missionary. it took him a bit to do it with June because it felt too personal, but by act 3, he prefers being able to look at her face. for her part, June likes being pinned down/feeling held or restrained in some way. so being beneath him is her favorite thing.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

depends on the scenario. sometimes they are very intense and serious. other times they like to tease and laugh. most of their encounters have a bit of both.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Astarion has like no body hair because elf. and June has very little because half-elf. what June does have she keeps very neat and tidy, and yes, the carpet and the drapes are both dark blond and curly.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

it took a while to get to a point where intimacy was comfortable for them, but by act 3, even their most debaucherous sexual encounters has a clear undercurrent of sweetness. June is a very emotional person and Astarion is new to the whole "sex can be intimate and romantic" thing. but once they get there, they both tend to like eye contact and few sweet/loving words, even amidst the dirty talk.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

both know how to take care of themselves, and both are deeply turned on by the idea of the other thinking of them while they pleasure themselves. masturbation hasn't come up in the fic yet, but oh it will.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

both enjoy engaging in some light dom/sub dynamics. June spends so much time trying to stay in control to fight her urges, that she enjoys submitting to someone else and letting them take control for a while. and Astarion is happy to oblige because he's in the opposite boat - where he's spent so long being told what to do that it's nice to be the one in charge. so they frequently engage in a bit of restraint play and June likes being bossed around.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

honestly? a bed is their preference, because comfy. but neither of them are opposed to being a little adventurous. that one time on Gortah's desk was fun.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

June is most turned on by physical touch and sweet words. she loves Astarion's voice when he's being sincere, but also she loves it when he's being authoritative. him being a little bossy gets her going.

Astarion is turned on by June's intelligence. he might tease her for being a stereotypical brainy wizard, but he finds it pretty sexy when she shows how smart and competent she is. related, he's also very turned on when he remembers how fucking deadly she is. knowing she could absolutely kill him but hasn't/won't is sexy to him because he's a little gremlin man. watching this sweet, sensitive woman turn dark and murderous with someone - watching her threaten or even kill. - also gets him going.

also he eventually discovers that relaxing with a bit of pipeweed gets him horny.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

neither of them is into degradation or humiliation. June also is turned off by choking/breath play. and Astarion is very, very particular about the situations in which he's comfortable being told what to do (for obvious trauma reasons).

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

June *loves* when Astarion goes down on her. he could get her to do almost anything witht he promise of oral. she enjoys going down on him, too, mostly because she enjoys when his composure absolutely crumbles.

Astarion has so much fun going down on June, especially if he can get a little nibble in on her thigh in the process. he loves that she'll beg or occassionally even getting demanding about it. even better if he can get her to curse. he's been known to giggle at her reactions to the things he can do with his mouth. he'll never say no to recieving head, though. he's always a bit shocked by how good at it June is, and it's embarrassing how quickly she can make him come apart.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

slow and sensual probably 70% of the time and fast/rough the other 30%.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

they (especially Astarion) prefer to be able to take their time with each other. that said, sometimes June's visions and urges can be very disorienting for her, and a quickie is exactly what she needs to ground her again. so neither of them is at all opposed to it. though usually if they have a quickie during the day, both are lefting wanting a longer, more thorough session later that night.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

once Astarion reaches the point of being ready to explore his sexuality again, he's very interested in a bit of experimenting, seeing if he actually likes the things he's been doing for years now that he's with a partner who he trusts. and June's a naturally curious person. she's always happy to learn new things. her only criteria is that whatever they do can't make other people feel uncomfortable or unsafe. which is slightly disappointing to Astarion who loves making other people uncomfortable.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Astarion, being an immortal vampire etc etc has a shorter than average refractory period (because i decided so lol), and he can usually go at least two rounds. if June ever says she doesn't think she can have another orgasm, he takes it as a personal challenge to prove her wrong. as for how long they last - it dependson the situation. they know how to get each other off in a couple minutes if they really want to, but they usually take more time than that. Astarion doesn't focus too much on lasting a long time - just long enough to get June off first.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

not really. neither is opposed to them and both would probably be down to try them out for the sake of experimenting. but both are pretty satisfied without them.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

oh, they love teasing each other. like Astarion making it a challenge to break June's concentration on a spell. he's usually the one doing ht teasing, but she can hold her own when she wants to.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

June gets pretty loud. if there are people nearby - next room or in another tent for example - she tries to muffle herself against Astarion's neck or by putting her face in a pillow. lots of moaning and whimpering and crying out his name (which Astarion loves. he frequently orders her to say his name multiple times.)

Astarion isn't as loud in terms of volume, but he does make plenty of noise - a mix of talking (bossing June around, as she likes), moans, and - when he's really getting it good - little gasps and sighs.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

June's dark urge nature sometimes gets amped up when she's in the throes of passion. she is at times overcome witht he urge to bite and claw. she never does it hard enough to actually hurt - or if she feels like she might, she asks Astarion to restrain her (which is also fun for them both), but Astarion kinda loves it when she gets all feral and bitey. he's more than happy to pin her down and bite her back.

Astarion enjoys being sucked on - his fingers, his ears, and especially his tongue. it really makes him wild, and once June figured that out, she used that as a secret weapon as often as she could.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

we've all seen what Astarion has going on beneath those clothes, so i'll focus on June. she likes to wear pretty simple, comfortable underwear, except on occassions when she knows Astarion will be taking her clothes off, in which case she might pick something a little sexier as a treat. she has absolutely *no* scars. to the point of it being unrealistic/strange (that'll come up soon in the fic actually). but she does have a tattoo on the back of her neck, usually hidden by her hair, of Ilmater's holy symbol. otherwise, she has very pale, smooth skin. her build is quite tall (5'11") with breasts that are about a solid handful and a very nice, round ass. the biggest surprise is probably her legs, though, which are very long and more muscular than any other part of her body. she has sprinter's legs, where the rest of her is pretty lightly muscled and soft.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

June has a pretty average sex drive. her yearning tends to be more of the emotional variety. Astarion's sex drive has skyrocketed since getting involved with June (someone he finds very hot, yes, but also someone he trusts to respect his limits). he's the one to initiate probably a solid 80% of the time, but he knows exactly what buttons to hit to have June begging for him in a matter of minutes. so her more moderate sex drive is rarely if ever an issue.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

June falls alseep first usually. once she knows they are done for the night, she can snuggle in and pass out pretty quickly. Astarion takes a little longer. he likes to enjoy the afterglow for a bit, watch her sleep like a creeper, etc, before either sleeping or trancing.

wooo! and i'm done! that was a lot of fun!!! time for me to pass the toch to @dungeonsdragonsandlawyers @selunesdreams @andauril @dalgursbate and @khywren! (sorry if you've been tagged before and i missed it. like i said - i got tagged in thsi a while ago and only just got to it.)