#but I got an outline done!

[fleurie3am15inspo]

Ayo, pretty sure I just killed Mr. Aizawa in my latest fic.

[blindmagdalena]

Say It (Directory)

Homelander x f!Reader

18+ 11.6k. AO3 Link tags: obsession, second person (no y/n), possessive behavior, dubious consent, mild torture (not of the reader), canon typical violence, psychological warfare, unhealthy relationship, corruption kink, dirty talk, fingering, cream pie, cum play, lite blood, mirror sex, lite dacryphilia, praise kink, instances of sublander, overstim, angst. Homelander is his own warning.

There is an undeniable primal violence to love. It can bring out the very best in us as easily as it can bring out the very worst. In the wake of Homelander's constant, oppressive brand of love, you have uncovered aspects of yourself that would have been better left buried.

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

[sysig]

You're still standing off to the side. Somehow, center stage has shifted from under your feet without you realizing, and you're standing in the wings, performing to no one.

Starring Role (Patreon)

[coffeeghoulie]

“Fucking doesn’t involve this much talking usually”

Swiss/aether

Ghockey au if you’re so inclined

ohhhhh hell yeah, I was thinking about how I hadn't done any Swiss/Aether in the hockey au yet

please ignore the way there's literally one line that puts this in the hockey au lmao

Contains lazy sex and Aether's praise kink he refuses to admit he has

prompt from this list, and divider by @ghuleh-recs <3

It's always a treat to have Swiss like this, Aether admits. The view is... fuck. The view sure is something. Aether can't find the words for it on a good day, never mind right now. He props himself up on his elbows to get a better angle.

Big, brown eyes stare back up at him. Swiss's smile is just as bright as he leans his face against his thigh, knelt at the end of the bed between Aether's legs. He can hear the way his stubble scrapes against the denim of his jeans. Aether reaches down to card through his dark curls.

"Oh, come on, Aeth, lemme?" Swiss says, teasing and warm. A big hand skates up the front of his stomach, slipping underneath his shirt to card through the thick trail of hair disappearing under his waistband. His cock throbs, filling out in interest as Swiss's breath fans hot against it even through two layers of fabric.

Aether rolls his eyes. "Like it's even a question," he says. "'M not gonna say no to you."

Deft fingers immediately attack the zipper and button of his pants. He's considerate enough to lift his hips so Swiss can pull down his pants and underwear in one fell swoop. His cock, thickening and filling out faster than he'd care to admit, smacks against the swell of his stomach.

Swiss tucks the elastic of his boxers under his balls. He never once takes his eyes off of Aether's face, even as he leans in and rubs his cheek against the coarse fuzz there.

Aether groans, eyes rolling back. He hisses through his teeth at the feeling of Swiss's stubble against sensitive skin.

"Oh, big guy liked that, didn't he?" Swiss coos, wrapping long, calloused fingers around his cock. He presses a kiss, wet, sloppy, against the base. Clever tongue trailing up the vein running up the shaft until it teases at his foreskin.

Aether's fist curls into the sheets, the other hand rucking up his shirt further. His cock throbs hard as he sees the glint in Swiss's eyes.

"Such a nice dick, Aeth, feels so good in my hand," Swiss says, letting his eyelashes flutter as he kisses the head. It's getting ruddier with every passing second, even with the minimal stimulation. His cheeks are flushing the same color. "You always make me and Dewey feel so good with it, figured it's time to return the favor."

He braces himself for the wet heat of Swiss's mouth, of teeth tucked behind lips and mind-numbing suction, but the next thing Aether feels is the nip of teeth against his hip, moving up the exposed skin of his belly.

"God, love feeling you like this," Swiss whispers reverently before sucking a mark above his hip. He rubs his stubble against the sensitized flesh as blood pools under the surface already. "All of that strength, sure, I get to watch it when we work, but there's nothing better than this."

Aether does not whine, thank you very much, but it's a close thing. His dick throbs and he throws an arm over his eyes. Suddenly the sight of Swiss between his thighs is too much, even though the only skin visible is a bit of sternum where he's unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt.

"Aw, too much?" Swiss says, almost cloying. His hand moves on Aether's cock, the wet stripe where he licked enough to smooth the way. "Don't worry, I'll be so good to you, Aeth. You deserve to be taken care of good and proper, the way you watch out for us."

Aether tries to ignore the way Swiss's silver tongue makes his chest ache. He instead tries to focus on his hand on his dick, but he's not moving. "Swiss," he says, not quite a warning. This isn't a thing, just something spontaneous after a lazy afternoon spent laying together on the couch, no obligations except for Dew herding Lady into her carrier to go to her vet appointment for shots an hour or two ago.

"What?" Swiss laughs, tonguing through his slit. "You mean to tell me you don't deserve it?"

Aether groans, hand reaching to Swiss's curls again. He doesn't pull or push. Just something to hold onto. "Oh, don't start with this again," he begs. "Please, just- Fucking doesn't involve this much talking, usually."

"You're one to talk, Mr. 'I'll Sing Everyone's Praises But My Own,'" Swiss laughs, but he actually tightens his grip and starts stroking Aether's cock with purpose. "Besides, we're not fucking. I'm making you feel good."

"Then make me feel good," Aether snips, but there's no heat. Besides, he's still carding through Swiss's hair, petting him softly.

"Ask nice for what you want, Aeth, and I'll do it," Swiss promises, and Aether's known him long enough to know he's a man of his word. "Anything."

Aether smiles, expression breaking with a groan as Swiss mouths along his thick shaft. There's the barest, tiniest hint of the flats of his teeth. "Fucking-" He cuts himself off, taking a long, shuddering breath. "I want your mouth on me, Swiss, please give it to me."

Another flash of that grin makes Aether's brain go offline. "As my good boy wishes."

The groan Aether lets out is immediately cut off as Swiss swallows him whole.

[redhead-batgal]

Sneak Peek of I'm With You

This is a sneak peek of the part two, to I Feel A Sin Coming On (HERE). It's basically a Fem! Student! & Soulmate! X Damian Wayne/Robin and likeeee the angst has called to me so why not 😈

You were six when you decided to loathe soulmates. Six when you swore on your very soul- your existence that you would never love your soulmate. You swore to live in misery of your own making rather than fates. No matter who they were, you would hate them.

But fate... well fate hated to be tested. So, fate did the worst thing it could. It made you fall for the one person you swore never to.

Your soulmate.

Your very own soulmate who seemed like the only light in the dark and suddenly you began questioning whether or not these feelings- these emotions you had thought were your own and genuine- were actually yours. Or if they were just fate pulling its strings and making you dance and dance and dance.

To say you were upset was an understatement and... well let's just say fate might be prideful, but you were twice as petty.

At age thirteen you shoved the emotions you had so dearly cherished so deep in your chest they seemed like nothing more than echoes of naive mind. You distanced yourself from him and only let yourself feel in your loneliest of moments.

Four years, it had nearly been four years since you had begun your battle against fate. And- and and fate was getting stronger... as you have been told. The older you get- the closer you are to your soulmate, the stronger the bond is.

Those moments... those lonely moments happened more often, and those stupid annoying emotions rose up with the beating of your traitorous heart.

Which is exactly how you ended up in the last place you ever wanted to be. Face to face with your soulmate... with them recognizing you and what you were to them.

"I'm your soulmate." Damian Fucking Wayne said his eyes locked on you as you felt your heart jump to your throat and all the color drain from your face.

"Fucking shit, " You whispered, unable to break his gaze.

Shaking-hand shaking and heart pounding at your rib cage demanding you acknowledge him-that you give in and tell him he’s right. That you are soulmates and let fate drive you. But there was something fate and your treasonous heart seemed to forget. You were one petty bitch. 

Weakly smiling you let out a nervous laugh and turned, avoiding eye contact. Eyes darting around they finally settled on your bare wrist as your other hand scrambled to gather your things against your trembling chest.  

"Oh- my,” Your voice cracked as you shoved your things into your bag, “would you look at the time! I need to get going." 

Fingers racing over the items in your bag you went to zip it close and make your escape when your eyes rested on your final item. The book you were reading earlier. Which just so happened (damn you fate) to be right in front of Damian. Eyes raising to him, gazes latching for just a moment you did the one thing you should not. You looked down, down and back at your book before making the stupidly impulsive decision to lunge for it. Your fingers brushed the cover, nails barely scraping lines into it when a hand-warm and firm clasped around your wrist. Pulling you back towards the table in a quick tug that caused your stomach to slam against the tables side. Wincing you stabbed your nails into your palm, not daring to look up. You had fallen for his trap, the oh so obvious trap you could have avoided had you just not looked at him. 

"I'm your soulmate," He said again, his voice clear and stanch as he gently pulled on your arm, clearly trying to get you to meet his eyes, "and you are mine."

Soulmate- God why did you have to care about him. Why- why-did it have to be him? Why-

why couldn’t fate just leave you alone?

Something about the tone of his voice made your heart shatter. It was almost desperate, but you couldn’t-you couldn’t allow yourself to be weak. After all, you would not let fate win. Petty- you were so violently petty and prideful- oh even fate knew this yet- it still tried... this- you wouldn't let this stand. You could-no would not allow fate to get away with even attempting this. Taking a breath in-a deep breath- you raised your chin. Steadying your mind with the thoughts of your parents, of how you needed to be around them. Calm, poised, emotionless. Ignoring the well of tears in your throat and the pressure behind your eyes you finally met his gaze. 

Green. All you could see was those beautiful green eyes, wide and desperate. Yearning-yearning for you to give a reply. But the one you were about to give would only hurt those eyes, regardless, it needed to be done. One pain- one moment or time of pain and sorrow was far better than a life of them. 

Slowly letting out the breaths you previously let in you tilted your head, feeling his grip on your wrist lightening. 

“I do not have a soulmate," You began instantly seeing the surprise on his face-the confusion, so you continued, “I won’t have one. Not you. Not anyone. You see, I don't believe in soulmates. So, I do believe you are mistaken.” 

His grip dropped but seeing the broken look on his face made your facade crumble in an instant as your heart screamed to stop. To comfort him. To take back your words and press yourself into his arms. But you were smarter than that, even if you weren’t strong enough to hide the tears anymore. Throat bobbing, you felt your mouth tremble as your eyes stung and something warm began spilling down your cheeks. 

Pulling yourself away from him, you smiled a bitter smile, not even daring to acknowledge the tears you were shedding. Head high, you turned. 

Voice cracking, you bid farewell, “Now, if you excuse me, I have to get going.”

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[bleaksqueak]

Did you know that Procreate doesn't have a lot of the standard filter/effects tools that Photoshop and Clip Studio have? For the most part I'm A-OK fine living without those, but the one that boggles my mind is that Procreate doesn't have a stroke feature. I bring this up because I use stroke a lot for subtle things, and I use it a lot for graphic things (like comic binding boxes, lettering, etc.)... and, for the current illustration, I used it for almost the entire background. So do you want to know the stupid way to simulate the stroke effect in Procreate? SURE YOU DO. You have to duplicate the item, or lines, you want to have a stroke effect on... You then move it below your object/lines, gausian blur the duplicate beneath to 2 - 3%, then keep duplicating that blurred copy and merging it with itself until the extra selection of pixels created by the blur are, once more, solid. It's a lot of duplicating and merging. PROCREATE, PLEASE, THIS IS YOUR ONLY TRUE FLAW. Please add a stroke tool my family is starving.

[sunnimint]

Hi. I AM VERY MUCH ALIVE.

I know I promised to pick up my fics but then I disappeared again. A lot has been happening in my life. I do apologize for that, I didn't mean to suddenly go quiet, I'll try my best to get back in the groove of writing.

Please be patient ✨️

[red-velvet-0w0]

hey to the like 0 people who care there will be no daily life series card today :(

im pretty exausted and unable to force myself to get much work done, but I should have Scars card done tomorow.

[try-set-me-on-fire]

No wip wed post but cruise ship spec outline is 12 pages and counting

[ao3dorian-gay]

au where haku joins the akatsuki after zabuza dies & gossips about itachi with deidara (fic)

[pmd-etu]

[glittergroovy]

Summertime Sadness ~ Lana Del Rey

[lesbianwithchainsaws]

Started a Troy and Abed cross-stitch a little while ago and am finally done with the outline part !!!!! :D

Gonna move onto color now and hopefully make this into a patch later on!!!! (Also I realise the proportions, especially for Abed, aren't quite the same. I had to re-do him a few times and this was the best I could do for now)

[lostsoulofdragon]

I got some (more) designs for the dragons I mentioned in this post of mine under the cut =)

@valrayne-faeu belongs to @antlered-knight and @owl-bones

Underneath are closeups on the babies, and pictures of every dragon by themselves

[[ @hampterfae wanted to see the designs once they were done, so enjoy the fuzzies =) ]]

[tothesolarium]

Abel ! Feat: bad hair and low poly pants

[nina-ya]

GOOD MORNING HAPPY FRIDAY!!! We made it to the weekend I’m so proud of us!!! I hope you all have an amazing day 💕💕💕