#check it out if you wanna- adding it to my pinned post

[hyenabrainedpup]

Finally made a throne wishlist!! Yay

[miniimoose]

Looks like Nyx is in trouble

My first artfight attack! Ended up being a perfect subject matter for a revenge, @spacegoathours was quicker and ended up attacking me first.

Nyx belongs to @spacegoathours

[jeonsweetpea]

Will It Fit? (Teaser) - NOW OUT

Roommate!AU | Roommate!Jungkook x Reader

genre: fluff, smut, comedy, lil angst, slight idiots to lovers

rating: explicit

description: So what if your roommate caught you masturbating? At least he forgot about it the next day. But he can’t exactly forget the big dildo you left in your shared bathroom…

word count: tbd (currently at 5k)

warnings: size kink, JK has a big dick (no, really), slight pain kink, light choking, dirty talk, Dom!JK, flustered/shy JK at first, unprotected sex (this is fiction, we all wanna be raw-dogged by JK okay), lube, JK loves OC’s panties a LOT, fingering, mentions of masturbation, OC gets embarrassed at first but JK is sweet about it, oral sex (male & female receiving), cursing, Soft Dom!JK, more to come I’m sure.

a/n: As soon as I saw JK’s OJO face from that GCF, it kicked me into gear to write this. I’ve had this idea for SO long, but never had the motivation to finish it. I was supposed to release it last winter, so hope you’re all excited for it! 

*update: I have posted the full fic! Check my pinned. :)

“[Y/N], I can hear you in there.” 

The muffled, disgruntled voice came from the other side of your door. Your eyes fluttered open and your hand stilled in your panties, your heart rate spiking. Maybe if you didn’t move a muscle, he’d go away. 

“I know you’re up,” he added. You rose up from your bed.

“Um… exactly what did you hear?” you squealed, face burning up at your terrible acting skills.

“Unlock this door.”

You didn't know what compelled you to saunter over and open the door a mere crack, but oh the sight before you was almost worth the humiliation. Jungkook was in nothing but gray sweats that sat dangerously low on his hips. He had a bad case of bedhead, but his locks looked so soft that you wanted nothing more than to grab onto them and make out with his beautiful lips, which were captivating you just as much as that intense gaze of his. 

“Hey… you…” you said with a meek smile, which he did not return.

“It’s 2 AM in the morning. I have work at 5. As hot as you sound, we either do something together so we both get satisfied or you let me get my rest because I am incredibly frustrated right now.”

Your eyes widened at his curt response. You’ve never seen him so tense, his tongue prodding the inside of his cheek as his glare bore into you. He leaned against your door frame with one arm, leaning in close enough to make you break eye contact. He tapped on the wooden frame with his index finger, awaiting your response. 

“Sorry…” 

God, you sounded absolutely pathetic. 

���Is that all your pretty lips are good for? Apologizing?” Before you could respond, he let out a tsk sound and retreated back to his bedroom. You stood there in a trance until his door shut loudly, snapping you out of it. You wondered if he realized how much worse he left you than when he found you. 

Fuck, was he always this hot when mad? 

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ID, courtesy of @nightcoreedit : 4 panel comic of a striped cat and a tiny mouse getting into bed at night.

Cat says, “I’m excited for tomorrow!” and fluffs the pillow. Mouse, already in bed, asks, “Why, what’s tomorrow?”

Cat gets in and says, “Well, if nothing unforseen happens… more of my life!”

Cat turns to look at Mouse and says, “I’m excited for more of my life!”

Cat props its head on its crossed arms on the pillow and blushes happily as Mouse says, “Oh!!!” End ID. Thank you very much, nightcoreedit! Hope you don't mind adding this to the original post. (If you wanna read more comics, I’ve posted over 350 of them on my patreon where you can read daily comics for just 3€ a month! I use my patreon income for bills and stuff and any contribution makes a really big difference. Check out the link in my pinned post if you want to join!)

[admirxation]

彡 𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟎𝐭𝐡 - 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠

♡ 𝐬𝐮𝐦. Leon doesn’t want the reader to hoover, when he says sit he means sit. (wc: 545)

𝐜𝐰 — afab!reader x Leon S. Kennedy. 18+ smut mdni, porn without plot (straight up porn no warm up or anything), oral, face sitting, 69, and cum -> you’ve been warned; continue at your own discretion.

Clothes were already flung over the carpet in every direction in the living room, all crumpled up as you both focused on the carnal desire that had been flickering between you two all day. You were on the bed, your eyes rolled up to heaven as you felt his strong hands leave indents in the plush of your thighs; gripping onto them and holding you close as you felt him give long wet stripes along your already soaking slit, coaxing out those sweet little whimpers that made his hard cock twitch with pre-cum already glistening out the tip.

“Come on baby,” you felt the low vibration of his voice against your pussy, “stop with the hovering, when I said sit, I mean sit,” you listened to his muffled speech.

“Leon, don’t be ridiculous, you don’t want me to, just—Ahhh!” a loud orgasmic moan errupted from the clear stream of words as you felt his large calloused hands slap you onto his face, biting your lip as you felt his nose push further into your soaking cunt as he ate you out like it was his last meal, feeling like he could eat up to your soul and bring you to him even closer as his fingertips continued to dig deeper in the softness of your skin.

“Oh my god,” you mewled, watching as his knees bent up with his bucked hips as he continued to slobber all over your aching cunt, feeling his nose bump further in.

As your moans continued as a stream of consciousness you slide your body down, making sure you remained seated—obliging Leon’s wish—and let your fingers trail up and down his shaft, watching as his toes curled and his legs twitched at the sudden but accepted, feeling of your hands starting to wrap around his cock. Starting to tease as you bent further and gave soft little licks on the tip of his cock, hearing those muffled groans before he sinks his tongue in further, circulating it in calculated circles that drive you crazy.

You started to hollow out your cheeks and slowly began to bob your head up and down his length, feeling your needy hole twitch and cling around his stiff tongue as he grunted and groaned into your slick. Your hands slowly trickled around his balls making him shudder as he worked on your needy hole; your hand continued to fondle his balls as the softs of your wet kisses and mutual squelching filled the dimly lit room.

You were the one to release first, arching your back up and hovering over and hearing him pant as your juices were dribbling all over his stubbled chin, hearing him groan out with clarity—you could tell he was getting close now.

“Keep, keep going baby, fuck, you’re so good at that.” He grunted out as you gagged on his large cock, feeling his chest rise up and down beneath you as you went faster and faster until he approached his orgasm. Your mouth full of his thick white ropes and swallowing it dutifully as the excess dribbles down the corners of your now glossed lips.

“Got another round in you, baby,” you teased.

“You bet I do,” he answered as he pushed his face back into your spent hole.

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a/n: I know I know this is a short drabble but I just wanted it short and sweet like girl sometimes I don’t wanna write thousands of words to describe a short and sweet 69 haha. Anyways hope you enjoy some Leon content

[sagesolsticewrites]

Hi! I’d like to request a John “Bucky” Egan fic where he tries several times to flirt with the reader, but the reader is super oblivious about it and just thinks he’s being nice. It becomes something everyone on base talks about and gets invested in. Maybe other people set up a scheme to get them together or make the reader realize how he feels. Idk, just something funny and cute like that ig 😁

Thank you so much for requesting, Nonnie, I’ve been having so much fun with these Masters of the Air requests! I loved getting to write for our best boy Bucky 🥰 Shoutout to @blurredcolour’s Trust fic (an absolute masterpiece, check it out y’all!) for helping with the writers block on this one 😅 (Reminder that requests are open! Feel free to check out some of my favorite prompt lists in my pinned post 😊)

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction based off the portrayal by the actors in the Apple TV+ series. I hold nothing but respect for the real life individuals referenced within.

Oblivious

“There’s my favorite nurse!”

You rolled your eyes at the phrase that announced John “Bucky” Egan’s every visit to sickbay.

“Hello, Major,” you said, turning to greet him with a mock-exasperated smile.

Bucky clutched a hand to his heart as if wounded, a hurt expression on his face. “How many times do I gotta tell you to call me Bucky, sweetheart?”

“At least a few more times, Major,” you reply, unable to hide a smile at the usual volley of friendly banter.

Major John Egan had been unusually friendly to you since the first moment he’d sauntered in to introduce himself to the medical staff as Air Exec. Your colleagues had blushed afterward and playfully insisted that he had paid you more attention than the others, but you just laughed and shook your head, insisting that he was just being nice.

This visit was simply another instance of Bucky being friendly to you; well, that and Harry Crosby’s airsickness had gotten the better of him again and he was checking up on the navigator.

You stepped aside as Bucky approached Harry’s cot, ready to update him on the goings-on since the last mission had returned.

He threw you a kind smile before perching on the stool next to Harry.

“How’s my girl treatin’ you, Crosby?”

Harry happily told him how the base had gotten a new shipment of airsickness pills and you had slipped him a spare box for his own personal use, and Bucky’s smile grew wider and wider.

You were glad to see how happy he was at the news that his friend was feeling better, and you quietly excused yourself to tend to the other patients.

Bucky sighed as you walked away.

“She still hasn’t picked up on it, huh?”

“No, Croz, she hasn’t.” sighed Bucky, “She thinks I’m just bein’… nice or friendly or something. Which I am!” He added hurriedly, “But I just…I like her so much. I wish she’d notice.”

“She will, buddy,” Harry replied, with a comforting pat on his friend’s hand, “She will.”

Bucky headed out after a few more minutes of conversation, giving you a wink and a smile as he walked past your station.

“Bucky visited again, huh?” Rebecca, one of your fellow nurses, sidled up next to you with a teasing grin.

“Yes, Major Egan came by to visit Lieutenant Crosby,” you replied, putting emphasis on their ranks.

“You’re sure that’s all he was here for? Somehow he never shows up here without an excuse to see you…”

“He’s just being nice, Becca,” you insisted, “You know how these soldier boys are.”

“But he’s always—”

“Becca,” you cut her off as gently as you can, “I really don’t wanna talk about this anymore.”

“Alright, alright,” she held her hands up in surrender, “Bucky is an off-limits topic, gotcha.”

The conversation turned to the current hot gossip, and you idly chimed in when it seemed appropriate, losing yourself in your routine tasks.

Rebecca broke off to check on Harry again, narrowing her eyes as she noticed Harry watching you.

“Something Nurse L/N can help you with, Crosby?”

He jumped, gaze darting to Rebecca as she approached.

“No ma’am, I just…”

He scrambled to think of some excuse, but all he could come up with was: “I’m trying to think of some way to get Y/N to notice Bucky!”

Rebecca blinked in surprise, then plopped down onto the stool next to his bed, leaning in conspiratorially.

“Oh thank goodness it’s not just me! He’s been at it for months but the poor girl’s just so oblivious…”

“I keep telling him to just talk to her like a normal person, but he insists on dancing around it!” Harry instantly agreed, glad to have someone besides Jean to talk to about this. “He’s been so distracted lately. If he doesn’t do something soon, I’m worried it might start to affect his flying.”

Rebecca pressed her lips into a thin line, twisting a strand of hair worriedly.

After a few moments of quiet, she spoke up again, green eyes sparkling with mischief.

“I’ve got an idea.”

———

“Hey Bucky,” Harry said at breakfast the next morning, “I’m gonna pop down to the infirmary to visit Winks, wanna come with?”

Bucky quickly agreed— he’d been meaning to check on Winks yesterday as well as Croz, but got caught up in… well, you.

As they entered, Bucky made a beeline for Winks while Harry caught Rebecca’s eye and gave a subtle nod, which she returned, signaling her part of the plan was complete.

She had removed the step stool you always used from one of the supply closets, now hidden under one of the cots nearby. When you weren’t able to reach something on one of the higher shelves, well…

Good thing Bucky was so tall.

“Y/N, would you mind grabbing some more bandages for me? My station’s running low.”

“Sure thing, Becca!” You called, stepping away from your current station to check the supply closet.

“Becca…” your confused voice called from the closet, “Do you know where the stepstool went?”

“It’s not there?” She called back, sounding equally confused. “Let’s see, um…”

She scanned the room, putting on a good show of looking for someone who could help.

“Oh, Bucky! Would you mind helping Nurse L/N grab something from the supply closet for me?”

“No problem, Becca,” came his reply, accompanied with his trademark winning smile as he nodded to Winks and made his way over to the supply closet.

It was much smaller than he’d anticipated, and barely half a foot was all that separated you as he asked, “Alright, what do ya need, sweethea—”

The pet name was cut off by the sound of the supply closet door closing.

And locking.

You lunged for the handle as Bucky reached up to turn on the single lightbulb, both of you calling out in confusion.

“Becca! What?”

“C’mon, guys, this isn’t funny!”

Harry’s voice came through the door, clear and determined.

“Just tell her how you feel, Bucky! Your tactic clearly isn’t working!”

“I— what?” You turned to Bucky, hoping he knew what in the world they were talking about.

Bucky hesitated, but seeing as it seemed he had no choice…

“Well this isn’t… exactly how I wanted to do it, but…” He took a deep breath, twisting his fingers together in an uncharacteristic display of anxiety, “I really like you, doll. I’ve liked you since I first laid eyes on you. And I’ve tried every way I know how to tell you, but nothin’ worked, so…” He gestured around at the supply closet, “I guess it came to this? Which wasn’t my idea, by the way. Just for the record. I would never…”

His voice faltered, and you realized just how close you were to him. You didn’t remember moving forward. You were just suddenly there, so close the two of you were almost breathing each other’s air.

“You… you like me?”

Bucky couldn’t help but laugh at that.

“Doll, you think I call every pretty girl workin’ here my favorite nurse?”

You flushed at the compliment.

“I thought you were just being nice, I didn’t…”

“I mean, I was bein’ nice,” He said with a shrug, grinning, “Just not quite in the way you were thinking.”

Bucky’s eyes flicked down to your mouth, and being this close to you, he couldn’t hide the bob of his throat as he swallowed nervously.

“I’d, uh. I’d really like to kiss you right now, if that’s alright with you, sweetheart.”

You nodded slowly, “I think I’d really like that, Major Egan.”

“It’s Bucky, sweetheart,” he murmured softly as he leaned in, capturing your lips.

You may or may not have spent more than a few lonely nights in your bunk imagining what it would be like to kiss Major John Egan.

Your imaginings were nothing compared to reality.

This was magic unlike anything you could have dreamed.

Your arms wound around his neck as his wrapped around your waist, pulling you flush against him. You toyed with the dark curls at the nape of his neck as he slanted his mouth against yours, deepening the kiss. Needing to be closer, you tried to step towards him, but merely succeeded in pressing him back against the shelves.

Ordinarily you would apologize, but something like a thrill ran up your spine when you felt him grin into the kiss as his back hit the shelves, knocking rolls of bandages and boxes of gauze onto the floor.

His right hand moved to cup your cheek, keeping your lips connected as his other hand splayed across your back, pulling you impossibly closer as you arched into him.

You could still feel him grinning as he murmured against your lips, “Knew you were feisty under that good girl act.”

“Bucky,” you whined softly as he pulled away from you, chest heaving.

“Oh, now she uses my name,” he teased breathlessly, bumping his nose playfully against yours.

The two of you flinched as sunlight spilled into the dim closet, a harsh change from the dingy yellow lightbulb you had become accustomed to.

Harry and Rebecca stood in the doorway, wearing twin smug grins.

“Looks like our work here is done,” Becca said, shooting you a wink as she bid farewell to Harry with a two-fingered salute, “Pleasure working with you, Lieutenant Crosby.”

“Same to you, Nurse Carter,” Harry replied, and he turned back to the two of you, a genuine smile on his face.

“About time, Bucky.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Bucky waved off his friend’s I told you so, “You gonna congratulate me or what?”

“Congratulations,” came Harry’s mock-put-out reply, accompanied by a genuinely congratulatory clap on his arm. “You got a good one. And it only took months of unsuccessful flirting—”

“Hey, I got her in the end, didn’t I?” He squeezed you closer, grinning down at you.

Your lipstick was all over his mouth, and you’re sure the Victory Red on your own lips was in no better shape.

You couldn’t bring yourself to care, however, as he pulled you in for a tender kiss.

Which you broke for a moment to point out, “He isn’t wrong, you know, it was months of unsuccessful—”

Your teasing was promptly cut off with a “shush” mumbled against your lips as Bucky silenced you with a kiss.

[tinydefector]

I do not know if you have ever thought about it, but listen! Last night I came up with a funny idea where Nadia and her friend decided to have fun and did a survey among bots. who do they think they would fuck that night and obviously almost all the bots have chosen our favorite ambassador. I would be interested to see the ambassador's reaction to this prank from Nadia😁良い一日を。💕

Pay back-Human affects

Word count: 2.2k

Warnings: pin-up photoshoot, mentioned nudity, thirsting, unhinged behaviour.

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The Ambassador sat with the three surfing what was essentially the cybertronian version of Twitter, Tumblr and Reddit all in one, laughing and reading the post.

"Ooo, this one's juicy!" Nadia crowed, shoving her datapad in the Ambassador's face, making them read through yet another raunchy post.

DockDawg66: "Primus, you guys, have you SEEN our Ambass? The way their hips sway when they walk...I just wanna toss 'em in my cab and take 'em for a spin, if you catch my drift! That soft little organic is begging for a spike the size of their torso. Bet I could make 'em sing."

The whole crew roared with laughter as the Ambassador snatched the pad, face heated in embarrassment, they were aware that some of the bots on ship had a thing for them but this, this was not what they had expected they literally had a full forum dedicated to them.

"Have you no shame, you pervs?" They huff out while pressing a hand to their forehead. Millian scanned down their notes with a smirk. " it seems you've got a bit of a fanclub, chief. Check out 'Ambass_Admirer' tag

'I just wanna rub my plating all over that smooth flesh...make 'em squeal.' They go on like that for paragraphs, it's a riot."

The Ambassador rolled their eyes good-naturedly as their motley human crew dissolved once more into giggles at the bots' oh-so-secret desires. Their jaw nearly drops as the crew scrolls through even more posts. "Fucking hell! How many of these are there!?!?"

"Seriously, it's like every other bot's got the hots for you!" Millian snorted, scrolling furiously. Nadia nudged them with a wicked smirk. "We should totally roast these pervs. Post looking for 'hot single bots' - bet their inboxes would explode!"

Millian cackled, adding fuel. "Ooh, or you could play hard to get! anyone feel like earning a private photoshoot?' Their circuits would short for sure!"

Ambassador's could feel the colour nearly draining from them with the continued bullying and jokes from the three. As for feeding such flames... Well, a little harmless teasing did feel justified, if they wanted to be fiends what was stopping the Liaison from being one back.

"Alright you hooligans, enough scheming for one night." They chuckled. That's when Taylor speaks up. " you know we could do a bit of a spicy photoshoot, kinda like only Fans make some money of horny bots," she hums while leaning over the Ambassador's shoulder. "Taylor!" The Ambassador sputtered with embarrassment and shock.

"Now there's an idea..." Millian mused, eyeing their boss. Money could go far in this ragtag outpost, and fleecing horny mechs of their shanix just felt poetic.

"Alright you lunatics, I will play along. But first-" They turned to Taylor with a stern look. "Ground rules. Nothing goes public without my say-so, got it? I don't need an invasion of metal pervs in my room!"

They three nearly squeal in delight over the go ahead. "So how far are we going to go with this boss, just some light stuff like you laying on a bed or what?" Millian asked. The three are already scheming ways to do decent photos.

"Oh, oh I have a camera somewhere"

"So... I may have been able to talk One First aid into giving me Ratchet's old servos from before we ended up on ship. Don't ask how" one of the others stated.

The Ambassador rubbed their temples, already regretting this scheme but far too amused to back out now.

"Alright, you loons - nothing explicit, got it? I'm not getting Naked for anyone, Classy pin-up style shots fine, some saucy photos sure but that only." They start laying out ground rules for the three,despite being their boss, they were also friends and they did want to enjoy some letting loose. "And I suppose props could...add a dash of naughty flair, but if we are doing this you guys act professional, don't make weird comments."

As the crew dove into planning, they shook their heads fondly. "We'll start simple - you lounging in 'sexy' clothes, maybe leaning on those servos. Gauge how you feel, then amp it up gradually if you feel comfortable."

"And I get 30% of all earnings!" The Liaison called after them as they scramble to grab what they can for the shoot.

Both Millian and Taylor carted in the servos on a trolley, the ambassador was almost impressed but decided to keep their questions to themself, not really wanting to know how they got ahold of severed cybertronian hands. The three are trying to figure out where to start and what the ambassador should wear.

"I swear if Kyle, David or Daniel find out about this I'm putting all three of you on cleaning duty for forever." The Ambassador threatens them, hands on hips, eyeing the bustling preparations with mingled amusement and trepidation. What had they unleashed upon this ship?

"Boss, take a look, scored this silky robe that's sure to drive 'em wild!" Nadia called, holding up the item in question with a smirk.

Millian hauled over a plush bed adorned with soft blankets and pillows from over in the corner Of their room. "Lay back here while Taylor and I do a test shoot, just want to try and set up lightly."

They move to lay on the bed, trying to get comfortable and move things until they feel right. Millian snaps a few pics before the Liaison stands back up looking at the box of clothing.

Nadia and Taylor begin moving the Servos trying to get them set up as close to the bed as possible. “I'm so glad these are holo on the inside, they are Heavy enough” Taylor huffs out and the move and curl the digits.

The Ambassador looks at the different clothing and fabrics with a raised eyebrow. "Do I want to know where you guys got all of this?" They ask. The three just give mischievous looks.

They let out a sigh. "We will start off with something like this, then you lot can play dress ups with me, Christ never knew you three were this much of a nightmare"

"Alright you troublemakers, out with you while I change," they chide their over-eager crew, shooing them from the room with a laugh. Once alone, they unfurl the silky robe reverently, resting it on the bed before peeling off their uniform. Neatly piling it together. They rummage through the other clothing grabbing out a rather nice looking set of underwear before dragging luxurious sheen robe over their shoulders.

They move over to Millian's set before calling out to them. "I'm changed, you can come back in" they call out. Millian's head popped in, eyes widening at the vision before them. "Boss, you clean up nice!" They let out a low whistle.

The liaison's eyes trace over the large Servos on the ground with a pile of pillows and blankets set between them. "So how are we doing this?" They ask. Nadia and Taylor piled in behind, stopping in their tracks at the enticing sight. The Ambassador lounged lazily amid plush bedding, silhouetted seductively against the soft lights. Those mighty metal servos loomed ominously close.

Taylor shook off her daze first. "Lay back and get comfy. We'll start with some innocent stuff - just look smouldering while you toy with the fabric." With that the three moved around getting lights set so they had the height for the photos. “I'm starting to get suspicious on why you guys have all of this equipment in here Millian.” They call out only for them to wave the accusation off. “Eh I do photos for Nadia on occasions”

"Alright, lay back against those pillows- yeah, just like that. Now arch your back a little and tilt your chin up," Nadia instructed eagerly, moving a few pillows into a good position, Ambassador's gaze up with eyes half lidded. “I feel so stupid doing this!” They call out which makes the others laugh. “Ahh don't worry, last time Nadia did a shoot she nearly lost the bikini top she was wearing because it got caught. Spend ten minutes trying to not have to cut it off” Taylor informed.

“Yea I didn't want to wreck one of my favourites!”

Millian gave a low whistle. "You're doing great, I promise the more you laugh the less awkward it is. Now trail one hand slowly down your chest while the other grips the robe's lapel." Taylor surveyed their work, making subtle adjustments here and there.

"You two- move that big metal hand like it's gently cupping their waist." The crew buzzed around their model putting touches in place. Each minute adjustment drew out as they chatted away about random stuff while doing the photos, it helped them not feel so awkward about doing the photos.

"Alright, I think we've got our money shot," Millian declared at last, snapping one final smouldering image. The shutter clicked rapidly as they tested angles, coaxing out new provocative poses little by little. They stand back up, wrapping the robe around themself as they walk over to Millian. " Can I see the photos? They were rather excited, this wasn't something they normally did, but the three were actually rather professional with it.

The group looked at the photos as Millian slowly flicked through the collection showing off the collection along with some of the more silly ones they took to help ease the tension. The silky robe clung to curves in all the right places, every inch of exposed flesh looked as if it glowed. Bedroom eyes beckoned from heavy lids, lips parted as if panting from passion's heights recently scaled. One hand grasped the large metal hand.

"Holy shit, you really got me good!" They breathed, awed by photos that the three had helped craft. Nadia gave a devilish grin. "Just wait till the boys get an eyeful. They won't know whether to rub one out or combust on the spot!"

Laughter spilled forth from them as Millian begins transferring them over to their data pad. “this was fun, I can see why you enjoy doing it Nadia, I haven't felt this..”

“Beautiful?”

“handsome?”

"Desirable?”

The three state one after another which gets a head shake from the Liaison. “Yes, “ They admit.

"Also how exactly are we going to be posting these photos?" Inquiry, the were feeling rather daring now and wanted to have input on the posting.

They ushered the others close, datapad in hand. "Here's what we'll do- I've got an anonymous account on one of those seedy Commlink forums the bots love. You know, the one where they all drool over flesh?"

Nadia snorted. "Oh yeah, the 'Human Fucker' board. Classy place."

Millian ignored her, pulling up the photos. "I'll post just one crop out whatever you want for your comfort - the money shot where your hand is gripping that servo. Caption will be 'Look who I've got...' nothing else."

“don't crop it post the full thing, I like it and well they want to play with fire this is what happens” the Ambassador hums which makes Taylor cackled, rubbing her hands together. "Mark my words, those mechs will be tripping over themselves trying to claim the 'lucky bot' title," Millian promised gleefully.

Commlink forum: human fucker.

Ambass_Admirer pin.

Tin_Bin25: 'Look who I've got.'

a photo of a bots servos cupped partly around a human in a Satin robe looking rather Ravished, smiling up while their robe is hanging off their shoulder showing off a rather scandalous amount of skin.

Overcharger69: Holy frag is that the Ambass? Lucky slagger, frag what a fine piece!!!

T-Wrexz: No way!. Someone Fragging did it. They got with a Fleshie!

Rev-Rid3: some lucky mech sampled fleshy friction and got the dream...

Flyboi69: : FRAG THIS WHO CARES WHO FRAGGED THEM I JUST WANNA KNOW IF THEY'RE AS SOFT AS THEY LOOK!!!!

ScienceSorcerer: My oh my, what scandalous treasures, do share more with the class! For historical and scientific purposes, of course.

Oiler69: No way, you can't just Post that! Do you have more, Post em up already, need more Proof!

_Heavyhaul: Hey, hey, keep it in your panel's mechs. That photo wasn't released with their consent, it's not cool.

Tin_Bin25: Here is another.

It's a new photo showing the Ambassador lying back against pillows in a low cut silk robe, one hand trailing lazily across their collar while the other grips a metal servo their face pressed against one of the digits as they kiss it, gazing at the camera with hooded eyes

How's that for proof, sceptic? I've got permission for their personal photoshoot, even let me post without hiding their face. Bet your spikes would glitch seeing them like this in person.

Scope_ridge: *venting noises* Frag me sideways, they look good enough to eat! This is officially the best solar cycle ever.

Bar-rizzla: Why, they positively glow with sensuality! One can only imagine the debauchery that inspired such provocative portraits.

StarFielder: Seriously, does anyone have any idea who the lucky mech was? Gotta be someone important...

WPHAS-violation: my Shanix is on it being an officer right? Bet it was Magnus!, rather tasteful compared to the stuff I make.

Con_Spiracy: got me wonderin' - think any other bots have been sampling alien delights?

SunRunner: Whoa, hold up- you've got a whole collection? Heater's firing up over here! *fans self jokingly*

Pimptheride: Hey mech, wanna pass those images over? How much you asking for?

Bar-rizzla: I've got enough engex to trade for a peek! C'mon Tin, help a bot out with his late night activities...

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A Guide To Keeping Wyll And Karlach After Siding With Minthara In Act 1

Or as I like to call it, how to permanently recruit Karlach and Wyll (because I have yet to complete a full playthrough with both of them)

Ever since Larian added a way to legitimately recruit Minthara by knocking her out, I've wanted to help the community be more successful in their efforts to give my favorite drow yet another concussion. Because like all things related to Minthara, the KO method was buggy as hell, non-intuitive, and metagamey as fuck. I wrote multiple guides on it, to the point where I made the master post my pinned for a while. You may have seen it at some point, but here it is again for reference [x]

As happy as I am with the success of those posts, it's time I revealed my true alignment. I'm actually one of those scary Minthara stans who has killed the grove more times than siding with the tieflings. I know, you'd never guess by looking at my blog (don't look at my blog) I did it my first playthrough and it's only gotten easier since. And while I stand by it as the single best way to experience Minthara's character and story arc, I'm not so cold-hearted as to deny that it's a shame we miss out on Wyll and Karlach in the process.

So rather than play the villain, what say we have them stick around by taking on the REAL villains of Act 1:

The Druids

To start off, you'll want both Wyll and Karlach in your party, and Withers in camp. I've had him show up upon crossing one of the bridges in Act 1, either to the blighted village or the goblin camp, I forget which, or you can bust him out of his Dank™ crypt. Proceed through Act 1 as normal. To be safe I got as much approval from them as I could in early game, but that may not be necessary. Offer to kill Kagha for Zevlor.

Now, both of them need to die, and preferably not by the hand of your party members. I had them suicide charge the gnolls and get wrecked, as on Tactician mode they'll attack downed party members until they're dead. I don't know if having them jump off a cliff works, but it might. We need to entrust them to Withers by asking him to look after their bodies instead of reviving them. Their bodies will then appear in camp by their tents.

Now go kill Kagha without revealing the shadow druid conspiracy. This should trigger the Druids to start fighting the Tieflings, which will happen off screen as you deal with Kagha and the few druids inside with her (killing Nettie earlier might make this easier in case she joins in. She tried to poison you, so serves her right.)

Steal that idol! I'm not 100% sure this is required, but it takes no effort at this point and you need to sit tight for a minute, so might as well.

Also if you thought you could return the idol to Mol, no luck, she won't accept it until the fighting ends. Unfortunately all the tieflings need to die for this to work, so rip Ring of Protection. But not exactly rip the tiefling kids, more on that in a minute.

OOF, rip Dammon (and most of Karlach's questline. Don't look at me like that, it's Larian's fault for tying her entire story onto one npc and giving nothing as an alternative)

I'll give the tieflings credit, they did not go down without one hells of a fight. This bear was found burnt to death, probably due to Zevlor.

Damn, they really killed all of them. I wanna point out this can happen even on a good playthrough with the best of intentions.

In the end, only four(!) druids survived. I don't know how they'd fare with Kagha fighting too, but overall I'd say the druids talk big for doing this badly against a bunch of unarmed civilians. We kill the last four of them, then get ready to move on.

With trepidation, I go to check on the kids. Not recommended if you raid the grove for real, but here:

It's just... empty. No bodies, no npcs hanging around, they completely cleared out.

I like to headcanon that Mol followed through on protecting her kids, and they escaped down this hole. I'm still very early in this run used for testing, so I have legit no idea if they show up later. But this is good enough for me to include them all in my fanfiction so :D Congrats, the only tieflings with rights (sorry Karlach!) are gonna be alright (because if we don't see a body it doesn't count)

Next step is to just... keep going. Sazza can get you into the goblin camp no problem, and if you play a Drow or have Shadowheart use disguise self, you can gain entry without any checks or dialogue. My half elf needed to talk her way in (or just use AUTHORITY)

best goblin btw

MOMMY

Lookit how happy she is after Sazza has brought her the grove's location! A lead on the weapon AND another True Soul AND she's concussion-free? Everything's coming up Minthy!

It's at this point things get a little weird (I did warn ya), as the game now has flagged the grove as "raided" even though we haven't done an actual grove battle, which is a different thing (as I'll demonstrate later), so Shadowheart has her "post-raid" dialogue when we wake up on the next long rest. The Raid The Grove quest is also marked as Completed, but still has a marker on the map. Have patience, return to the grove and walk through the (destroyed) gate, and suddenly:

The quest will update, and direct you to speak with Minthara in the secluded chamber where she normally is at when the raid is finished. There's also goblins milling about the grove now, same as the post-raid grove.

Get someone who looks at you the way Minthara looks at a cave full of dead druids and tieflings.

"No Minthara, I never meant for any of this to happen. This was all my fault, I shouldn't have gotten involved, they're all dead because of me-"

"Nevermind I am no longer morally conflicted about all this."

To the goblin party!

LIES. He never mentions it again lmao. C'mon patch 7 fix this! (you won't)

Why we're all really here 🥰

The next morning, speak to Withers and ask to collect your dead party members. He will have you confirm payment for their resurrection.

And it works! Karlach and Wyll are back, they can rejoin the party, and their approval is Unchanged!

Since I was on a roll, I went ahead and checked a few other scenarios: what happens if we don't start a fight with the druids and just raid the grove directly, with Karlach and Wyll dead? Well you can revive them afterwards, but...

Dang, Wyll still leaves (he's still so nice about it though! Even wishes you well!)

Meanwhile Karlach: Feck off, cunt.

Well, she's not leaving, but she's never been this blunt or cold towards me before. I wonder how much-

Damn, -49?! That's literally one away from leaving permanently! She started at 50, which means Karlach looses 100 approval from raiding the grove, and being dead doesn't change that. I think the only reason she's at -49 instead of -50 is due to that +1 from reviving a party member. So, she's grateful for being brought back to life, but not happy about anything else. You know what, that's fair.

One last thing I tested (and no pics for it cause this post has reached its limit! But those extra pics of Sharp-Eye Sluck are important, so I'll just write this next part out) I wanted to see if it was even necessary to finish off the remaining druids after they killed all the tieflings. So I left the grove (manually, you have to journey quite a distance before it lets you fast travel, almost all the way to the first bridge) and headed to the goblin camp to start the raid as normal.

Like our first time, we arrive at an empty grove. Even the druids we left behind are gone, meaning you can safely headcanon this method as joining up with the goblins and Minthara to take revenge on the druids. The game still acts like you killed the tieflings though, down to Gale's threatening to leave.

But Karlach and Wyll still get brought back without a problem! You can even revive them DURING the goblin party and they'll act like nothing's happened!

Wyll And Karlach Recruited Alongside Raiding With Minthara: Success!

So Baldur's Gate 3 community! I now implore you to put down your Pommel Strikes, switch off that Non-Lethal toggle, and stop giving poor Minthara even more brain damage than the tadpole and the Absolute already gave her!

And when you reach Moonrise Towers to rescue her, for the love of Selûne, when the guards are torturing her in the prison, don't just swing on them. Agree to enter her mind first. You'll have a dicey roll to deal with, but trust me, it's SUPER worth it!

As for the whole process, well. Despite the clunky way quests update after you start the grove civil war, the resulting lack of direction and narrative inconsistencies in the dialogue post-goblin party, this still feels like a more immersive way to recruit Minthara on a run with both Karlach and Wyll still present, than the KO method, in my not-so-humble opinion.

Consider this: You've got a major twist in the Act 1 plot now, with the Druids turning on you and killing the tieflings you were trying to help, leaving your party dispirited and lacking direction, other than to continue their search for a cure, which leads them to meet the Absolutists, the goblins, and the drow commander leading them and looking for the druids' sanctuary. And in the midst of your grief and anger, you side with her, both to get close to the source of the infections (as the Dream Visitor suggests) but also to take your revenge out on the druids.

You can feel conflicted, regretful even, but the context has changed enough that I think even a good-aligned Tav with no qualms about methods can live with this result. It just takes a bit of filling in the gaps (do you simply point the goblin army at the druids and look away, or lead them yourself by Minthara's side? Either way works for the results)

The only real downside is, again, Karlach's story just sorta ends here, until the confrontation with Gortash. I personally think this is a problem with Larian's writing for her, and at this point fanfiction is about the only solution in sight. But if you don't mind her not getting the chance to touch others again, you really have nothing to lose here

Besides, were you really going to pay Dammon for that act 3 armor? Of course not, you steal it every run and don't pretend otherwise, "hero."

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Pet

Day 10 of Kink-Tober - Pet

Summary: Wade comes back from shopping after what seemed like forever and gives you a new treat.

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Parings: Wade Wilson x Hybrid!Reader

Warnings: Oral (M recieving), pet kink, hybrid reader, forced piercing. (Lmk if I missed any)

Tags: @cellyx33 @shybluebirdninja @foxherder

Word Count: 1448 (Find my Kink-Tober list here)

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Wade had already been gone for two hours, and it was driving you nuts. Him being away for even five minutes was already overwhelming, so two hours was talking fucking crazy. So there you were, pacing in circles around his apartment with a cold glass of lemonade in your hands, your sharp nails nervously clinking against the glass while you waited for him, your ears pinned down to the back of your head and your tail tucked between your thighs.

You’d been Wades for as long as you remember, since you were a puppy. He’s taken care of you, bathed you, fed you, watered you, until you were who you were now. But of course, he disappears randomly for two hours on your birthday. He had left the house around 4 in the morning, and it was now 6, the time you would normally wake up. You figured once you woke up, that he would be back home, snuggled up beside you.

But no.

That motherfucker forgot about you. Left the house without a word, and forgot about you. He probably found another dog that he was petting right now, calling her a good girl and feeding her treats while she sat on his lap with her stupid tail wagging and stupid-

“I’m home!”

“WADE!” Your tail immediately starts wagging, and you run over to Wade, completely ignoring the huge bags of groceries in his hands as you wrap your arms around his neck.

“I am so sorry I’m back one minute past 6, I got caught in traffic.” He teases past your time and you growl a little at his taunting, knowing you can’t survive without him.

“It’s okay, just don’t do it again.”

“You didn’t tear up my couch did you?” He walks past you, heading to the kitchen and putting the heavy bags on the counter before turning to see you closing the front door and locking it.

“I was thinking about it…” You mumble, and as truthful as it was, he laughs at it.

“Well you’re such a good girl for not…” His voice suddenly gets a little lower, and he takes one of the bags before sitting on the couch, patting his lap to beckon you over, and you basically skip over to him, quickly sitting on his lap. “See, good girl.” He praises, causing your tail to wag even faster behind you.

“Why did you leave though? You promised you’d be home all day today…” You pout a little.

“Well, baby, it’s your birthday, so I got you a few extra things apart from your new bed.”

“Really?” You smile, your canines showing.

“Yes, but you can have them later.” You sigh a little, but nod just happy that Wade was home. “Now come here puppy, wanna kiss you.” He puts his index finger under your jaw, slowly bringing his lips to yours to kiss you, your own tongue gently moving over his bottom lip, something he’s learnt you couldn’t help, considering you were half a dog.

His lips move over yours, some newly found hunger in his movements as one of his hands move up the back of your neck, finding their way to tangle in your hair and pull you closer against him, his other hand trailing down your waist while his hips slowly rut up against you, a quiet whine leaving your throat.

“I think I might make you work for your gifts, puppy…” He groans, tilting his head slightly to gain more access to your mouth, his tongue infiltrating it as it licks over your fangs, something he’s come to love doing each time he makes out with you.

“What would you like me to do…?” You ask softly, your eyes fluttering slightly as you look him down. And a smirk rises to his face.

“Go ahead and get on your knees.” You tilt your head curiously, but you listen to his commands anyways, quickly getting off the couch and sitting on your knees in front of him, as soon as you look back up, his fingers are already working to untie his joggers. Your own eyes dilated a little as a little smile rose to your lips. “Remember how to do this?”

“I think so…” You adjust yourself on your knees a little, the hardwood floor making quick work to hurt your knees.

“Here pup.” He reaches for another side of the couch, grabbing his “I Love MILFS” pillow before handing it to you, asking you to sit on it, which you do, moving back a little to put it on the floor before kneeling back down on it.

“Thanks papa…” You whisper softly before looking back up at him, his cock now freed from his joggers, his hand circled around it as he leaned forward.

“Alright baby, you know what to do…” You replace his hand with yours, his own hand moving to tangle in your hair, and you feel him tug a little. He’s taught you it didn’t always mean you were about to be punished.

You stroke him a few times with your fist before lying soft lipped kisses on the side of his cock, trailing upwards until pressing one more kiss to his tip, licking it softly and your right ear twitches a little as Wade moans from above, and you sink down a little, looking up at him through your eyelashes as his precum makes your tongue salty.

“Good girl, keep going…” Your tail wags behind you, and you lean forward again, taking some of his cock between your lips, your tongue working on the vein at the bottom of his shaft, his fingers tightening in your hair as some of your saliva drools down to his heavy sack.

He curls his fingers, the grip around your hair hurting a little, and it makes you whimper, the vibration of the small sound enough to make him moan as he twitches inside of your mouth, halfway down your throat.

“That’s my girl… Always such a good girl for me…” He groans, gripping your hair even tighter, making you only take him faster to distract yourself from the pain a little. “Such a good little girl…Ahhh” He rolls his head back, his grip getting impossibly tighter as his load shoots up your throat, making you instinctively gag a little. Normally he would just let you have his cum leak down your chin and down onto the floor, but not today…

“Ah ah… Let me see it on that pretty tongue of yours~” He leans forward, grabbing your chin between his thumb and index finger, making you look up at him as you stick out your tongue, whatever was still in your mouth pooling on your tongue.

His head tilts in admiration of your state. On your knees, between his legs. Tears making your mascara leak a little as his cum and your spit drool at your chin, mouth opened with your tongue up a cup shape to hold his seed like a prize in front of him.

“Stay just like that…” He tells you, slowly releasing your chin as he reaches over into the forgotten shopping bags, you staying still with your tongue still out as he takes out some sort of kit, it looks like the type used in piercing shops. “Alright swallow.” You swallow. “Kiss.” You lean up, pushing your hands down on the couch cushions as he leans down and kisses you, his tongue trailing over your lips and into your mouth. “This is gonna hurt a little, but let me see that tongue puppy.” He puts his hand out, expecting you to put your chin on his palm, which you do. He then takes the little kit, opening it up and using something on your tongue before uncapping a blue marker and making a dot in the centre of your tongue, you look up at him through your lashes, confused. “Don’t worry about it baby, just breathe.” He tells you, his voice more calming than its ever been before as he takes a large needle. “Go ahead and close your eyes, pretty.” You close your eyes, and just as you do, you feel something clamp down on your tongue before the sharp needle pierces it from the bottom up, a tear dripping from your eye. “Perfect.” He mumbles before twisting something, and he pats your cheek. “Done.” You open your eyes, blinking a few times and closing your mouth, the taste of metal making you wince.

“What-”

“Let me see again.” He takes your chin in his hand again, and you open your mouth, sticking your tongue out. “Perfect. Now let's try this one more time, with the piercing in.”

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Red Hood x Reader: Discowing

Word Count: 383 Warnings/Notes: Inspired by Batman: Wayne Family Adventures. Red Hood being absolutely embarrassed to be in the Discowing suit, especially when the Reader finds him wearing it. Summary: While walking home, the Reader spots a familiar suit, however, it isn’t who they thought it was.

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  Streetlights lined the sidewalks, illuminating the night. The sound of the occasional car passing kept you alert. It probably was not the wisest decision to walk alone at night in Gotham, but you had your reasons. Those reasons being both a craving and a hunger for a very specific snack. And of course, you had already run out of it at home. The nearest and most familiar convenient store seemed like a good idea. It was only a short walk.   With the snack of your choice safely in a bag, you continued your uneventful walk home. Or so you thought.   Passing an alleyway, you heard a very distinct grumble. As you peered over in your harmless curiosity, a bright blue caught more than just your eye. You stopped, and after quickly glancing around, stepped cautiously over to the figure.   “So, the Discowing returns,” you smiled at the back of the hero. However, he flinched at your words, cringing into himself.   “Not exactly,” he said, his voice low and known to you.   You slapped your hand over your mouth to smother a laugh. He turned around and you could fully recognize him. The dark hair with the distinctive white streak and his overall physique were unique and specific features.   “Oh, no.” Your eyes tore over him. The gravity defying collar, the yellow accents dropping from his shoulders and tapering toward his stomach.   “Just, please… Don’t,” he asked pitifully. “Losing the tournament was bad enough. But this?” The masked Red Hood looked down at his own appearance with a curl of his lip.   “Your punishment?”   “Yeah.”   You walked closer, inspecting, until you were directly in front of him. “It looks…”   “Awful.”   “I was going to say small.”   “Yeah. I’d much rather not discuss that,” he added, still avoiding eye contact with you.   “Okay,” you giggled, but suppressed the laugh upon his look of horror. “Sorry. Do you wanna walk me home? Maybe hide there for a bit?”   “Please,” he sighed, his shoulders slacking ever lower.   Lightly tugging on his blue gloved hand, you got him to slowly follow you out toward the sidewalk.   “I think I know just the quilt to bundle you in. We don’t need you catching a chest cold with that deep vee.”   Red Hood gave a dry laugh. “Ha, no kidding.”

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PLS LOOK THE REBLOGGED POST I MADE OF THIS POST TO CONTINUE MY TIPS

HERE ARE SOME TIPS PLUS STORES TO AVOID

ALWAYS ADDING MORE SO CHECK BACK

I’ve been lifting for awhile and have collected some good tips and tricks on how to not get caught or be put in a system

-CAMERAS/MAIN TIPS-

I mainly lift small things like makeup, jewelry, small skincare, rings, pins, if it’s a good day maybe small lotions, but lifting clothes tips are coming soon!! (fixing spelling/grammar errors <3)

First of all, wear a mask and if you can style your hair in a way you usually don’t or use a beanie, bucket hat, baseball cap, never a sun hat way too suspicious. Ex. for hair: braids, space buns, slicked back, etc. I wouldn’t suggest lifting if you have brightly colored hair unless you want to go as far as to wear a realistic enough looking natural wig. Never wear sunglasses with a mask or a hat on, very suspicious, they will catch on. While finding blind spots never just turn around to face the wall and start stuffing your pockets and bag(s), instead stand at a 3/4 angle and be slick, I suggest lifting things while walking through a crowed isle, section, or doing it while walking, this one usually works if you have something small you can make it look like you’re adjusting your sleeves. ALWAYS GRAB 2 OF THE ITEM U WANT 2 LIFT, make the second one less apparent you have it, but if you take two and always keep one apparently in your hand, the cameras will be fooled. You have to have some sort of fingernails to scratch off price tags/barcodes/stickers, trust me when lifting you don’t want those on there. Take them off, rip them up and stuff it in your pocket or stuff somewhere non apparent, never throw them on the ground, super obvious. Don’t wear all baggy clothing, it’s really suspicious, always do the half half trick, half of your outfit baggy, half tight. Ex. Really tight shirt, hella baggy pants, really baggy hoodie, tight ass jeans or leggings. That way they won’t suspect you. If doing the baggy hoodie, always wear a secure sports bra underneath if u wear bras, great for slipping stuff into when pretending to adjust your bra, make sure your double of the product you want to lift is visible. By all means do not steal from target, they have high trained LP, workers that dress up as normal shoppers that they send to areas where they seek suspicion to spy on you, they keep you in a data base and share info/pics of you with other targets, cameras are nearly always monitored, store security is present, they let you walk out with things but eventually will confront you. The decision to call the police has already been made, target is a scary place, if you are gonna lift do only a 3-6 dollar thing, only once. Their employees count clothes for dressing rooms often times, pretty scary place stay safe. Some cameras are smoke detectors/speakers,boxes on the ceiling ect. Usually they’ll have some sort of light that’s always on, they look a little chunky or too far away from the ceiling. Claire’s has a ton of these so be carful, but their earrings don’t have any censors on them so they’re a great store for beginners. Interact with this post and I’ll add more too this blog♡ . -CLOTHING TIPS- If a clothing store does not have fitting rooms, don’t even try, they’ll immediately catch on+security cameras are your number one snitch. You’re gonna want to pay attention to if store employees suspect you. Ex. Fixing up areas that you’re at or around u, constant asking if you’re finding everything ok, maybe they’ll offer a store basket or bag, asking if you need anything in specific, any constant attention really. If they are leave the store, come back like a week later and try again. Your gonna wanna bring a hook with you to remove ink tags/clothing alarms while in fitting room, keep it down and try to pick a fitting room away from others to avoid suspicion. Some stores have employees stand in empty stalls next to you and listen so be aware and careful. If there are price tags try stuffing them behind the mirror or on in the landings on the floor, they’re sometimes rubber, don’t leave shit on the floor, if they already suspect u, they’ll check the fitting room when you come out. As for the alarms/ink tags, put them in ur pocket and discreetly shove them in another piece of clothing, remember to ALWAYS CHECK POCKETS ON CLOTHING.im abt to max out, look at repost of this from me 4more

ALWAYS CHECK POCKETS/COMPARTMENTS ON CLOTHING. Other lifters could have stuffed clothing alarms or price tags in there, be safe and check before trying to lift. No as where to conceal these clothing items, if you have the baggy hoody, (I suggest wearing a baggy shirt underneath too, always wear that sports bra if u wear bras{binders can also work it’s just hella uncomfy I’ve tried it})put 1-3 tops on under ur baggy T then put ur hoodie back on. Make sure they don’t count items b4 going into changing rooms. If they do, try taking a hoodie on some sort of hanger, taking it off the hanger, putting 1-2 shirts on the hanger, then put the hoodie/zip up back on. Great for lifting, if they confront you say you didn’t know and you were just tossing things in the cart, get out of there fast afterwards. It’s suspicious if you come in with a ton of clothes then don’t buy anything, sometimes you gotta buy some to win some. (Ex. I’m wearing 3 shirts under my og shirt which would add up to about 35 bucks, I buy a cheap tank top for 15, they don’t suspect me and I get freebies)

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Omg I loved the lee Seungmin fic you write today!!! Can I maybe request lee Chan getting wrecked by skz beacuse he never gets enough sleep. I just wanna see Chan getting some decent sleep for once. Have a great day!!!

of course anonnie! anything for you <333

Sleep Schedule:

𝒍𝒆𝒆: Chan

𝒍𝒆𝒓: SKZ

𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘦𝘢 𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨! 💗🧋

𝕥𝕨: super short

𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥: @someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae @dandyboyseungmo @leeknowstan33 @v--143 @wereallgonnadieonedaybutnottoday @inkytornpages

“What are you doing awake?!” Changbin almost screamed. 

Chan glanced up from his glass of green tea, adjusted his nightclothes, and then took a deep breath. 

“Producing.” He answered in one word. 

“Are you actually fucking serious.” Minho swore, rubbing his eyes as he entered the kitchen, all the kids following like lost penguins. 

“Hyunggg go to sleep for once!” Jisung whined, wrapping his arms around the older’s waist. 

“Nope! Imma make some more tea.” Chan moved towards the matcha packets, struggling due to the quokka wrapped around his waist. 

“Hyuuung…how are you not exhausted?!” Hyunjin exclaimed, worming a singular finger into Chan’s side and smiling when the older flinched and bit back a smile. 

“We literally practiced for like 16 hours straight today, you need your rest too, mate.” Felix added on sleepily, blinking with heaviness. 

“Yah, you all should go to bed.” Chan replied, smiling in satisfaction as he added some milk to his matcha tea. 

“No!” Jeongin yelled, lifting the edge of Channie’s shirt and biting his side playfully. 

Chris yelped loudly, stumbling into Felix, who grinned before sticking his hands up his shirt and into his armpits. 

Changbin joined in wrecking one side, ribs and stomach, while Seungmin handled the other, Minho squeezed at the older’s abs and belly, Hyunjin aimed for his back, and Jisung pressed hard into Chan’s waist. 

“n-nOOOO! STAHAHAHAP!” Chan squealed, squeaking through his laughter as his knees buckled. 

Changbin caught and lowered the oldest to the ground, allowing everyone to continue their tickly torture. 

“IHIHITS BAHAHAD! NOHOHOHOT THEHEHERE!” Chan laughed as Jisung knuckled his hip, sticking his tongue out as he did so. 

“YAH! SEO CHANGBIN I WILL KILL YOUHUHUHU!” Chan continued to scream with laughter as Changbin dug into his underarms with one hand, using the other to pin his wrists. 

This left Chris absolutely helpless, and he let out a desperate scream before descending into more maniacal laughter. 

“Do you promise to go to sleep?” Minho asked, digging harshly into the kangaroo’s thighs as Chan let out a ticklish scream. 

“NAHAHAHAHA!” Chan twisted and bucked in any way possible to escape the torture. He was barely holding on and his face and ears were red. 

That’s when everyone joined in. Poking, squeezing, and nibbling at his worst spots just to drive him insane. 

“NOHOHOHOHO! OKAHAHAY OKAAAAYY! I GIHIHIVE! PLEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAP IHIHILL SLEEEHEHEHEEP IHI PROHOHOMISE!” Chris sobbed through his desperate laughter, bucking up once before dissolving into silent laughter. 

The quick and ruthless fingers that were tickling him to pieces turned into soft rubbing at the areas, which left Chan gasping for air and letting out the last few giggles and tears. 

“I’m tired now…”

“You can sleep. We’re right here for you.”

i hope you enjoyed! please check my intro post before interacting! love ya! 💕💗💖

[never-ending-fanfic]

Kallus concept art- artificial leg

*long post ahead, let me rant about my art*

If you remember this post, then you know this has been sitting in my head for ages, but only lately I decided to start actually working on the fic to it, but it's going poorly in between The Fall of Fulcrum and my new multichapter fic I posted lately a blind man needs no looking glass (*wink* check them out). I also don't feel educated well enough to write the aftermath of loosing a limb and getting an artifitial one, at least not yet, I'll need to make a huge research on that before I write it (any of your suggestions are welcome)

I wanted to share this after the fic was published, but it's been waiting for so long that I just wanna post it regardless of the status of the story so here

Important note: If you use any of the art as reference for your fics, which you are welcome to do, it would be nice if you let me know and credit me (out of respect for my art but also I'll probably be super excited to read and see your work ♥️)

In my idea for the fic, Kallus looses a leg as a result of a serious injury on a mission to break out some Imperial prisoners with the Ghost crew. He gets injured when he pushes Sabine out of the way of the explosion. I wanted to write the fic both for the reason of writing Whumped Kallus™ again (it's not my fault my boy is made to be hurt) and writing some of Sabine and Kallus Being Besties™ (I will never ever get tired of this friendship concept) but I only have one scene written so far, as I said, I need to make some research to continue and I'll post the story as soon as I think it's good enough. Don't know if it'll be a long one shot or a multichapter, but I know I wanna write it, so bear with me ♥️

Here are some closeups:

I really took my time with the details here:

Kallus is wearing friendship bracelets from Sabine and Ezra

Sabine has pins with meanings (the logo of Phoenix Squadron, the number 5 for her "Spectre 5" title and an "S" for her name)

the meteor necklace decorated with golden and purple beads 💛💜

the leg was decorated by Sabine mainly, I changed the design a bit and played with the colors. The paintings include the Fulcrum logo, the logo of the Phoenix Squadron, the logo of the Rebellion Alliance and twin moons of Lothal from Fulcrum's codephrase as well as just some colorful splashes and patterns. Also, the story takes place before Hera was pregnant, but, just as in the original post, after Jacen comes around he likes to decorate it as well so we can thank him for adding a Tooka head, hearts and flowers to the foot

the card says "get well soon" and it was made for Kallus by the entire Ghost crew when Kallus was still unconscious and recovering in the medbay after loosing a leg- I have the interior already done and I'll post it another time with the explanantion of what's written inside, cause it's all in Aurebesh 💕

also putting Kallus in a crop top was something I just had to do for personal reasons also you are welcome✨

adding his freckles is always so rewarding

Sabine's shirt is covered in paint because of course it is

[dumplingsjinson]

Alright so here’s the Discord server:

It is in no way perfect, but I think I’ve got the foundation of the server down. There is a Suggestions channel where you can suggest how the server can be improved, or what you want added to the server. You can also DM me if that’s more of a comfy option for you, promise I don’t bite even tho I may seem like the type.

There will be limitations to what I can do simply because I’m only one person managing this server and I’m not sure if anyone would wanna help me mod the server at this point in time. That as well as the fact that I’ve only started to frequent Discord in the past week or two so I’m still not the most knowledgeable on how things work LMAO, and there’s probably some Discord lingo I might not be the most familiar with.

Also, I only plan on this being a small community consisting of a handful of people so it should be fine if I manage it by myself for now, but if it does grow bigger then I’ll probably add an events channel or something along those lines and ask for help. I mainly made it to chat and connect with people and to just hang out/chill and never really had the intentions of running festivities or anything like that if I had to be very honest, BUT if it gains traction then maybe it could be a fun idea to implement.

The invite link lasts essentially “forever”, as long as you don’t try to use the link more than 5 times.

I’ll also have the link somewhere in my pinned post.

[loveistrueblue]

i had to move in with my sister for the time being until i can get an apartment in my town. i wasn’t able to save enough (from only having one part time job until a few weeks ago, and now i have a full time and part time one), for an apartment in time before i had to leave. my sister is an hour and ten minutes away from both of the jobs i work, so i have to make that commute every day, even weekends. i got my oil changed two days before i had to move my stuff out of where i was and i was told i have a leak leaking oil and transmission fluid. i’ve made a habit of checking and trying to maintain my fluid levels at least weekly now due to my commute, but i am so stressed about my car doing something (i don’t even wanna say it aloud), and adding yet another costly repair before i can get an apartment. working full time has allowed me to finally be able to save up money, but the gas and maintenance cost of my car is making that harder.

if anyone is able to help in any way, my ko-fi is craxsh and my venmo is mar399 and tips are open here on tumblr. my commissions are still open as well (link is in my pinned post). as always, if you send me anything and don’t want to formally request a commission, message me and i can make you a little something. reblogs to get the word out would be helpful as well.

there is no obligation or expectation.

i’m just trying really hard to power through what feels like a terrifying and impossible situation of my life falling apart. the town my sister lives in is the one i was SAed in, making things even harder. the town i’ve lived in the past six years has become my safe place and my home and it’s hard for me right now to feel like i don’t have “home” anywhere. i had spent months and months after graduation applying for jobs to no avail and i FINALLY landed a full time one, doing something i actually enjoy (teaching preschoolers apparently!), and i really just want to keep this job and get my life together and go to therapy and become better despite it feeling like it’s all falling apart. i am trying really hard and to stay positive.

i am appreciative to all of you. 💙

[neeetr]

obligatory pinned post

hihi! my name is mikey. i'm on a bit of a hiatus right now, but i make web graphics.

i like circa survive and planes . my personal blog is @lovebiiter, which is probably where ill interact with you from.

i am a new zealander!!!!!

for the graphics i make, they're free to use as long as you dont claim them as your own- however, if you're gonna repost them, i'd like it if you could tag me just so i could see! i like to see how far my creations go, but its completely not necessary if you just wanna repost :)

my neocities (graphics) (just graphics at the moment, the site itself is ugly and also a shitshow while i work school out)

will be adding more to this soon :3

check out my friends at @wishresigned and @edienotsedgwick !

[#:: reposts ] - the tag i use for reposts of my blinkies !!!