#currently 12am as I post this

[mawlaeina]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THIS GUY 🎉🍊🍰 I LOVE YOU CHILDE AJAX TARTAGLIA LOML BECAUSE YES

letting him play stardew valley since he’s a big boi

[cheaploafs]

sorry

[lotus-exter]

yo this fic by @malevolentmango is sick as fuck! and once i finished the new chapter i was bored & drew WYAB!akechi... at least i tried to... my brain isnt the best at making Images of people from descriptions of clothing but i think i did well! :3 i didnt know how to draw his mask for a while so there’s Three of them there. Deal w/ it Lmao. sorry abt the shit outlining on them. it is 12am & i am Tired. anyways Please read what you’ve already buried or i Will bury you. in a tomb. Goodbye.

[transmascsunburst]

My most favourite pathetic guy

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Summary: Mohammed is studying abroad in Qatar and needs to pay his semester's tuition of €3,000 before the deadline or he will be sent back to Gaza.

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Mohammed is a young man who left everything in Gaza behind to rebuild his life abroad. He's currently studying medicine at a Qatar university.

He needs to pay his registration fees of €3,000 for the semester by the hard, final deadline of Sep 6.

To be cautious, I've set the deadline to 12am in Qatar, which is 74 hours from when I'm writing this post.

The school has already offered him multiple extensions and this is the last they're willing to give.

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[jaemna]

— [ 12:12am ]

wc 1.1k

jaemin x fem!reader, mdni!!

an : pls forgive me if this sucks it is currently past 4am and i’m a bit delirious but jaemin sent me into a maniacal spiral so i had to write a little something 🤍

jaemin’s front door slams open with a force that rattles the walls, and probably would have startled him, had he not been expecting it. there’s a second bang as the door is thrown shut not even a second later, and the sound of hurried, shuffling footsteps across his floor increases in volume as they rapidly come closer and closer to his bedroom.

you appear then in his doorway, and jaemin can’t help the smirk that spreads across his face as he peeks up at you over the top of his phone. he can tell you’ve been running by the weight of your breaths in the silence you’ve disrupted upon your arrival.

you stare at him for a brief second, a flicker in your sharp gaze that he’s not at all a stranger to, but hasn’t seen quite so intensely; its a look he recognizes immediately as lust.

his eyes meet yours from his position- calm, cool, collected. there’s an extremely stark contrast in the vibes present between the two of you. the heat in your eyes only intensifies and your gaze moves away from his face.

the back of jaemin’s head rests on his wrist, the lift and bend of his arm making the swell of his bicep ever more prominent. he's shirtless, and the expanse of his arm leads directly down to a completely unobstructed view of his entire torso. a pair of sweatpants sit so low and lazily on his hips you can see the sharp angles of his pelvic bone and the dip of his stomach into his v line.

he knows exactly what he’s doing, and you do, too. it takes every morsel of self control you have not to fall to your knees right then and there. jaemin’s gaze never leaves your own, and he purposely builds tension by waiting for you to speak first.

“have you lost your mind?”

jaemin chuckles then, finally pushing himself up to sit up on the edge of the mattress.

“what do you mean?” he muses, tilting his head and torturing you with the same effortless smile that sends a shiver up your spine every time.

“do not play dumb with me na jaemin, you know exactly what i mean,” there’s an edge to your voice, but jaemin knows better than to read it as anger.

jaemin thinks you look so cute right now, with your frilly little sleep shorts and worn out bunny slippers and a hoodie he let you borrow months and months ago that at this point belongs to you now. your hair is messy in the same way it is when you wake up, frizzed up by your pillow, and he knows that it took you all of three minutes at most from the moment you saw his post to be out the door and on the way here, just for him.

he can see straight through your serious demeanor, the furrow in the brow and the cock of your hip as you cross your arms. the pink on your cheeks and your eyes trained on his shoulders as he leans back on his hands give it away like a secret that was never meant to be kept.

jaemin lifts his hand and motions you toward him with two fingers, and you immediately oblige, the little bunny ears on your slippers flopping as you walk forward. he hooks his fingers in the pockets of your hoodie when you’re close enough to reach and pulls you up against him, sitting you on his lap and resting his large hands on the plush of your thighs that straddle his waist.

“what’s wrong, sweet girl?” he purrs up at you, his eyes shining, and your willpower to stay composed dwindles by the second. you give his chest a little shove, a pout on your face.

“you know what’s wrong!” you whine. “my sexy boyfriend is what’s wrong.”

“that’s an interesting issue to have, it must be really difficult,” jaemin says, a pout on his face that matches your own. heat floods your body in waves from the way he wraps his strong arms around your middle, his hands sliding up under the hem of your hoodie to ghost his fingers up and down the bare skin of your back. you glare down at his stupidly pretty face.

“it is when you have to share him with the whole world,” you mutter with a frown. your eyes fall to watch your finger trace along his collarbone.

“aww, baby, don’t be grumpy,” jaemin coos, squeezing lightly on your hips. he leans forward to press a soft kiss to your shoulder. “you don’t have to share me with anyone.”

the warmth of his breath as he speaks brings out a fluttery sigh, so light you didn’t think he would even catch it, but you feel his lips smirk against you. he travels up, placing sweet, wet kisses up the side of your neck, humming into your skin when you tilt your head to give him more access.

“but it’s good to know,” he starts, sucking at the sensitive spot just under your jaw that he knows so well. you let out a soft whimper, so sweet it makes his heart skip a beat. “that such a simple picture riled my girl up so much.”

you feel a flutter in your stomach and a beat between your legs, and you have to swallow down a groan as one of his hands slides around the junction of your hip and your thigh, his fingers dancing up to the hem of your shorts and right down the middle of your panties. he smirks, swelling with pride when he feels how wet you are.

“you’re the devil,” you whine in a meek voice, no real weight behind your words, and he smirks evilly.

“then i guess we balance each other out, huh angel?”

he leans up then, cupping your face to look at him, and presses his lips against yours. you give up control immediately, letting him tilt your chin to open your mouth and let his tongue slide through. the kiss is slow yet feverish, and you wrap you arms around his broad shoulders to pull him closer until there’s not a sliver of space left between you.

he pulls away after a second and you chase his lips as he does, involuntarily rocking forward. jaemin gulps, feeling the friction between his legs and he grips your waist to steady you. you almost cry out when his fingers move away from where you need him the most, a cold and empty feeling replacing it.

you look at him, his face flushed and his eyes hazy as he looks right back at you. a genuine smile quirks up his glossy lips and he tucks the bottom one between his teeth, tracing his thumb across your cheek.

“i’m all yours, baby.”

you rock your hips up on his lap again, making his eyes flutter closed and he tilts his head back. a low groan rises in his throat, caught in the rhythm you begin to set so desperately. your hand makes its way into his hair, giving it a gentle tug. he lets out a heavy breath through his nose, his jaw tensing up and his brows pinching together, still biting down on his lip. you lean forward, the tip of your nose brushing against the shell of his ear, your voice airy and quiet as you speak.

“prove it.”

[sodabranch]

HAPPY 1 YEAR ANNIVERSARY!!11!!!11;;

lol so after drawing for the entire day i finally finished,, the beloveds

these go to my two dearest friends ever <3 @hashal-nutcracker @elysiaaurea

and these for the people that have inspired me to start posting my own Lethal Company blorbo content... (left to right: @appri-dot @boxguysaur8 @guest0666 @lev-the-demon @ballcrusher74 @plasticviolence)

UUUHHHHH SAPPY WORDS UNDER THE CUT - my english sucks and it's so lateee;;

BUT ANYWAYS,, I know this may not be some mind blowing piece of fanart (taking into account i'm the worst and slowest artist ever LOL), but I wanted to make something to thank everyone on this date :') Literally joined the fandom on one of the lowest points in my life;; and just the amount of positivity and love I've been getting ever since warms my heart so much.

I literally found one of my best friends here, reconnected with some other old friendships and amazingly found my current partner too (you know who YOU are i'm just too shy to name you,,, I LOVE YOUU<3<3<33<3)!!!!11!!

I just wish I could have been posting more and interacting with all of you :') it eventually got pretty overwhelming with the amount of stuff happening around me irl, but remember this fucking community will always have the biggest place in my heart FOREVER.

BYE HOW I SAID IT'S,, 12AM AND I CHUGGED 4 ENERGY DRINKS TO FINISH THIS. I'm now gonna pass out on the floor after i finish having this stroke <3<3 BYEEEEEE!!!

[dr-spectre]

PHOTO MODE SHOWCASE ANNOUCEMENT!!!

Hello everyone!!! So after the Grand Fest and seeing all the people send me incredible photos of the Idols during that time, i have came up with the idea of doing a photo mode showcase!! Where you guys will send me photos from Splatoon 3 between a certain time frame and i will showcase them and critique them! I thought it would be something fun to try and see if it's an event i wanna continue or not.

THIS IS NOT A COMPETITION!!!! THERE ARE NO PRIZES TO BE WON!!! THIS IS JUST SOMETHING FOR FUN!!!!

In the following post i will provide rules, the theme AND the time frame. (Keep in mind that the following times will be in AEST so do your own conversion.)

Now let's go over the rules so that everyone is clear on this.

RULES!

Max of three photos per user. Any higher and I'll just randomly choose from your selection or just delete your inbox message if you spam me.

When submitting your photo(s) to me via my inbox, you have agreed to me providing feedback and my honest thoughts on them. Do not get mad or upset at me for criticising your work.

Photos must be original works made by you and not stolen from anyone else. If i find out that you have stolen a photo from someone i will block you and publicly shame you for being a thief.

Photos must be taken in PHOTO MODE!! DO NOT USE THE ZR BUTTON AND HIDE THE CURSOR!!! IT MUST BE TAKEN BY OPENING THE PHOTO MODE VIA THE MINUS BUTTON!! If you use the ZR button to take a photo you will not be included in the showcase and your inbox message will be deleted.

Do NOT take a picture of your switch or your tv screen to show me your photo, send me the actual image. You can send photos captured from your switch to your phone or pc device via USB-C cable or QR code. If you take a picture of your switch or tv screen you WILL be out of the showcase.

Giving a title and description to your work is optional but highly encouraged. However if you feel like you need to explain the image then go right ahead and do so!

You MUST follow the theme given by me in some way shape or form, if i say that the theme is Wahoo World and you show me a photo of Hammerhead Bridge, you'll be out.

Photos sent to me via DM will NOT count, all photos must be sent in the inbox within the given time frame.

Do not grab an old photo you've taken a while back that so happens to match up with the theme. That is really lame dude, just don't. I wanna see your current skills. Take a photo between the given time frame.

THE THEME!

Alright, the theme of this photo mode showcase... is....

Splatsville.

You must take a photo(s) relating to Splatsville in some way, shape, or form. You can include idols and the amiibo too in your photo(s) if you so please. Inklings and Octolings from the hub can be included of course but they cannot be too intrusive. (Dont shove the camera in their faces.) Basically, capture Splatsville in your own way. You can use software to edit photos if you wish but you MUST state that you have used software to alter them.

EXAMPLES:

TIME FRAME!

Saturday, 28th of September 12AM AEST - Monday, 30th of September 12AM AEST.

Photos sent before and after this time frame will NOT count!

DO NOT SEND ME PHOTOS RIGHT AWAY!!!!!! I WON'T INCLUDE THEM!!! SEND THE PHOTOS WITHIN THE TIME FRAME!!!!

However, if you send me a photo a minute or two after then, i MAY allow it if it's good. I won't be super ultra strict.

ANYWAYS! Good luck and i can't wait to see what you guys will cook up over the weekend!!!

[shirozora-draws]

It's WHAT day today!? Not me already feeling weird about working on two sketches to post the same weekend as that sketch I posted for the first time in months only to find out that Today is the Two Year Anniversary of The Day Dinluke Took Over My Brain.

(It's not 12AM yet, this still counts as a 12/18 post)

Anyway.

Been dying to do some nice proper "the staircase fic is firmly on my mind" sketches. This version of Luke actually shows up later in the fic and the shape/cut/color of his robes are also influenced by Padme's wardrobe. Din's look has appeared on this blog before and is super duper influenced by what we saw of Aq Vetina's residents in the flashback scenes. The, uh, holocron plays a smaller part than it looks but I bought a holocron at Disneyland and wanted to have fun with my new reference.

Have I posted about the staircase fic on the art blog? It is live and currently posting as Gravity Well on AO3.

[nofingjustaninchident]

i saw ur requests are open and i got excited 😵

would u be willing to write a jason grace x apollo!reader one shot? specifically one that’s kinda angsty but has a happy ending?? maybe the reader gets really hurt on a quest with Jason and he’s genuinely scared but she ends up being okay in the end? i’m not sure what other details but i’d love to see what you do with this (if you want!!!)

:0)

we’ll be a fine line, we’ll be alright.

content: jason grace x apollo!reader

warning: bad BAD writing, angst but then it’s fluff, blood, almost dying experience, octavian’s still alive, cursing, post Blood of Olympus

a/n: hello! this is my first request and i wanted to post it before the other stuff i’m working on (especially cause i can’t finish any of the shit i’m working on). this is kind of fast paced but don’t blame me, it’s 12am in brazil right now so.. yea. also, i kinda diverted from the whole hurt in quest thing, i’m sorry! i didn’t have enough ideas for a whole quest. but i hope you enjoy! oh and this is placed after the first book of TOA

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Sure, a heartbreak did hurt. But have you been stabbed by Imperial Gold? Dude. Brotha.

Sure, it was a normal thing for you to argue with Octavian. Hell, it was. normal thing for everyone who’s sane to do. This scrawny boy was just… a piece of shit. Yeah. And the worst part? You’re related. He’s one of the “legacies”, whatever that is. That stupid roman dipshit.

And today was no different. You two were arguing about some trivial shit, as always, but things escalated quickly. Soon you two were sparring (how was a mystery, since you didn’t even know that thing knew how to hold a sword) and it was quite fun.

You see, you got to camp Half-Blood when you were just seven. Since then you’ve been trained all year, since you didn’t have any other family - besides the godly side of it, duh - and Octavian was… well, Octavian. You were much better than him.

The whole problem is that Octavian likes to play dirty. So eventually he makes you trip and fall and he leaves gashes around your arms and legs. But with imperial gold it was sort of painful.

Till one of those times came again, but this time he didn’t leave a gash or a scratch. He stabbed you right in your stomach.

“Oh, gods!” He said, with fake concern. “I’m so sorry, cousin! My bad. I should go looking for your boyfriend, right? But… i didn’t see nothing. Bye!” The blond said with a devilish grin and left.

You knew you needed help. You were applying pressure to the wound, trying to use your healing powers to at least slow down the bleeding.

You tried to get up to look for help, but it was almost impossible. Even with that, you had to. ‘Oh, come on,’ you thought, ‘i’ve faced Kronos, Gaea and Annabeth mad at me. I’m not gonna die for a stupid legacy.’

And that’s exactly what made you move your body towards the via principalis, where you knew someone was gonna help you.

When you got there, the first person you saw was - thanks the gods -, Reyna. When the praetor looked at you, her face was horrified.

“y/n? What-“ She began, but you cut her off.

“I-i’ll explain later. Just… medical cabin. Please.” You begged, your words barely above a whisper.

Reyna nodded and helped you lean on her for support, as she walked you towards the medical cabin. You didn’t know the name of the boy who was currently there, but he looked as horrified as Reyna.

“Oh gods. Oh, my gods.” The boy said and you smiled, trying to fight back the urge to pass out.

“Ha, thanks. I thought it was bad.” You half joked as Reyna and the unkown boy put you on a vacant stretcher. When you were laid down, you looked up at Reyna with pleading eyes. “Bring Jason here, please?”

“Of course. I’ll go find him. The brunette said and left the medical cabin.

“Ok. uh… care to tell what happened with you?” The boy asked and you turned your gaze back to him.

“Got stabbed by imperial gold. What’s your name?” She asked, but the look in the boy’s face didn’t seemed to register the question.

“My gods… i’ll do my best to help you.” He said and grabbed a bottle of nectar, pouring it to your mouth. “Ok, i need to-“

Before he could finish, a certain blonde boy barges past the doors, looking around the medical cabin, desperately trying to find you.

When his gaze fell into you, he rushed to your side, grabbing your hand. His eyes were glossy behind his glasses and she knew he already wanted to cry.

“Y/n, what…? What happened? Are you okay? Who did this?” He asked, and she tried to laugh, but the pain was becoming unbearable. You couldn’t even talk anymore, as the only thing that came out of your mouth was a whiny breath. “It’s okay, i’m here with you, hm? I won’t leave.”

He kissed your forehead and you squeezed his hand softly just before you felt a tear fall in your cheek. That was the last thing you heard or saw before passing out.

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Jason is desperate. He’s beyond worried about you.

He knows what imperial gold does to someone. Gods, he was stabbed by imperial gold before. And if she wasn’t treated in the right way… he didn’t even want to think about it.

But other than that, he needed to know who did this. He was going to kill this person with his bare hands.

It had been two days since you blacked out and you hadn’t woken up yet. He was starting to get even more worried, but he hadn’t left your side for one second. You couldn’t even go back to Camp Half-Blood (obvi), so your closest friends and family came to visit.

Will had cried his eyes out when he saw her there. Nico had to comfort him as his pupils leaked salty water. Lester/Apollo was back from his quest with Meg, and he also came to visit his daughter. The man was very… emotional, let’s say that.

But on the third day you were finally beginning to wake up. Of course, Jason was there.

“Hey, honey… you’re back, hm?” He asked, caressing you hair as you smiled, trying to reassure him. It still hurt as hell, but it could be worse. You could be dead.

“Hey…” She mumbled, her voice a little smudgy. “How long was it out?”

“A few days. But you’re back now, that’s what matters the most.” He said as he gave you a soft kiss on the lips. It was no tongue, just affection. He was showing you he was there for you.

“I feel fine. Like, not fine, but definitely better.” She said, as she pulled away from him.

“Yeah, i imagined. But, baby, i need you to tell me something.” Jason said, still holding your hand softly.

You nodded, waiting for him to elaborate.

“Who did this to you?” He asked, and you felt him squeezing your hand tighter. His voice was also harsher, as if he was restraining himself from killing someone.

“It was… it was Octavian.” She said, in a whisper-like tone. His face hardened immediately as he got up and went to the boy that was standing at the door.

“I need you to call Reyna and Frank. Tell them it’s an emergency.” He said and the boy quickly left.

Jason rushed back to your side. “I swear i’m gonna kill that son of a bitch.” He muttered.

When you were about to answer, Reyna and Frank rushed past the door, both looking worried. Behind Frank, there were a few other people - Will, Nico, Hazel, Annabeth, Piper, Leo and Percy -, all looking worried.

“You’re alive!” Will shouted and rushed to your side, tears welling up his eyes again.

“What, you thought that a little stab was going to kill me? Please.” She scoffed and Will laughed.

“So, who did this?” Reyna asked, also going to your side and stroking your shoulder softly.

“The most stupid, idiotic, son of a bitch augur that we ever had.” Jason said through gritted teeth.

“Octavian did that? I knew he was annoying, but at this level?” Percy asked, his face contorted in a mix of anger and disbelief.

“Mhm. We were sparring but… he likes to play dirty, i guess.”

“I’m gonna murder him.” Will groaned.

“Get in line.” Jason, Percy and Nico said at the same time.

You chuckled a bit, even if it hurt. Cause you knew, with that family right there, everything was gonna be fine.

a/n pt2: so… i like it but i don’t but i do. u get that? yea. i don’t know, i think i could do better, but i kinda liked it. I was going to make octavian’s trial and all but it would be too fucking long, so i gave up. that’s it for today, sorry that it took so long!

[flowerisevil]

A/N: A sneak peek for my upcoming Gwayne fic, someone requested this but I lost their request along with my other drafts, im sorry. Anyway this is an original character x gwayne hightower

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"You shall have your very own vow to me" The princess declared. "I want you to make your own vow and swear it to me" He thought maybe its just one of the princess nonsense game driven by the alcohol but somehow in him felt to take it seriously.

His eyes pierced into her, he suddenly lost all his ability to look away, she was more than beautiful, its not just her hair and eyes, but what her face express and trying to tell that makes her beautiful. As she looked up to him their gaze met, both glued on each other.

"I Gwayne Hightower of Oldtown vow to you my Princess Elaerys Targaryen, that I will do my very best and offer my very last breath serving and protecting you, I shall serve no one but you, and you shall have me for anything you require, for I am yours"

A/N: sorry for the long wait, I lost all of my other works so I had to redo all of it😭 it is currently 12am here in my country I am probably gonna post this later around 3pm.

[s7nburn]

Can I stay over?

Dominic fike x fem!reader

Warnings: fluff and angst, mentions of bad friends, and that's it!

Not my gif ^

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It's currently 12am, you just saw your friends stories. It's makes you want to throw up. You notice how none of them asked you to go out with them, their all dressed up and partying while your sitting in your bed eating chips and scrolling on Instagram for hours.

You probably wouldn't have gone if they had asked, but it would be nice to know that they would want you there. Your thoughts don't stop and the next you know your sobbing on the bathroom floor.

Soon you go all numb, whenever you cry it never last more than 15-20 minutes, maybe less. You finally get up, you brush yourself off and head back to your room. You clearly have nothing else do so you go on your phone.

You get the idea to call Dominic, a friend who actually cares for you and your health. The phone rings and he picks up, "hey" voice raspy from his nap you've awoken him from. "Hey." You say sighing and sniffling.

"You good?" He says confused, "yeah, just realized all my friends hate my guts." You say, tearing up again. You rarley ever cry in front of him, not because you don't feel comfortable around him. It's just scary getting vulnerable around a man.

You could tell he was about to say something, "can I stay over?," you say abruptly, "just for the night." You add. Dom stutters a yeah and tells you he'll pick you up.

You pack your things and wait down stairs in the living room, around 20 minutes later you hear a car pull up, it's his. You get up and head for the door.

Time skip

You and Dom are now in his room eating leftover pizza from the last time you were here, which was 2 days ago. It's now around 2am and you both are exhausted. Y'all get ready for bed and lie down.

Your back is facing him, trying to keep a distance, not knowing if he's alright with cuddling just yet. "I'm not gonna bite, come here." He says gently open his arms up to pull you into an embrace.

"you know, you really don't need those girls. They treat you terribly. You have other friends, you don't need them." He says as he's playing with your hair. "I know, but who else do I have."

You respond, tiredly. Dom scoffs, "me." He states with a chuckle. You smile and say "yeah well.. I don't know" you groan and snuggle your face inside the crook of his neck.

"okay." He says gently and gives you a kiss on the head and whispers goodnight. Your basically asleep before he even says 'goodnight'. He soon fell asleep after you.

Next morning

You had just woken up, it's 10am. Of course you check your phone, and see a text from one of your friends.

- "hey uhm wanna hang out today?"

- "sure, with you or is there gonna be others?"

- "y/f/n is gonna come too"

You sigh, knowing that if you go you'll probably end up crying.

- "oh, shit I forgot. I can't I have to work today, maybe another time?"

You don't want to lie but you don't want to be treated like shit. She replies and says okay. You turn around and see Dom still peacefully asleep and smile. You lay back down, snuggling into him and sigh. You never realized how much Dom cares for you until now.

A/N: first time posting a real fic on here, I used to use Wattpad lol. Hope y'all like it!!!

[scenezfreak]

I LOVE ALL YOUR POSTS GOSHH

I was asking if u could do a Jeff thigh fucking Y/N who has big and soft thighs 🤭THANks!!<3

BACK TO POSTING (OR TRYING TO) also I’m writing this at 12am and I’m so tired…

ALSO GOOD NEWS GUYS MY CRUSH ADDED MY NUMBER BACK AND WEVE BEEN TALKING.

Jeff with a s/o with big thighs

Warnings: Smut

NOT PROOF READ, MINORS DNI.

“Jeff…” you say with a stern voice. “What??” He asks not paying attention. He was current rubbing your thighs and just staring at them with his big ass big eyes. You scoff, “if you wanna fuck my thighs just do it”. He quickly gets up and gets between your thighs, undoing his belt with one hand while he squeezes your thigh in the other. “W-wait-“ he leans forward and covers your mouth, his nails digging into your cheeks. “You offered, so It’s not my fault. You know you want my fat cock to fuck your thighs.”

You look up at him with big eyes and he smirks and pushes up your shirt over your tits. He then takes off your shorts and underwear. “Such a beautiful body, whore. All f’me.” He stated, rolling your nipple between his fingers causing you to whimper. He sticks his half hard cock between your thighs, closing them together. He lets out a relieved sigh when he starts to move his hips back and forth. You gasp when you feel his cock glide along your pussy.

He laughs, “wet already, slut? I’ve barely even touched you and you’re getting so worked up.” He mocks. You turn your head away in embarrassment only for him to roughly grab your cheeks, making your lips purse, and forcing you to look at him. “Look at me, doll. Nowhere else.” His speed increasing. You whimper and flex your thighs causing them to tighten around his cock. His hips stuttered as he let out a shaky moan and a little cum to spurt out of his cock…wow that was the first time you’ve ever seen him that close to submission. But he wasn’t done. “F-fuck…filthy whore.” He spat and moved his hand to your neck, squeezing.

You let out a moan as you began to twitch a bit, his cock constantly gliding over your clit was about to send you to the edge. “Aww you gonna cum?” He teasingly coos. You nod frantically as you feel the rope in your stomach snap. He could feel your juices squirting on the understudy of his cock and your thighs tensing up. He threw his head back with a groan as his warm cum finally spurted out in ropes onto you, decorating your skin. He looked down with a shaky breath as he smeared his cum over your skin with the hand he was choking you with.

“Damn…I didn’t expect to cum that hard.” He said brushing the hair out of his face. Your thighs burned but damn, you loved that. “Hah I bet you can’t even walk now.” You rolled your eyes, “I can, Jeff. My thighs would just be aching. Humble yourself.” He let out a fake gasp and went to get a clean towel to clean you and him up.

[rubus-yunnion]

Update!

I'm back, and I have something with me that I posted around 12am (UK time), I'm currently writing a story! I'm usually very insecure with my writing but I've gotten a ton of support from this project and I hope the support continues on!

There's currently two chapters up, i did kind of rush the first chapter and first half of the second chapter but I'm hoping its still okay! I'm having lots of fun writing this.

Hope you enjoy it! Let me know what you think of it so far, I'm excited to hear your thoughts!

[its-raining-tonight]

This post contains Wind Breaker spoilers starting from chapter 92, so be careful!

I was re-reading some parts of the manga and I noticed something, I thought the current manga events were happening on June 21st, but now I think it's actually happening on June 22nd

I'll try to explain it the best I can, I hope it's not confusing, please let me know if I'm just seeing this wrong or what, let's go

I thought that it was on the 21st (like everyone I saw talking about it) because it clearly says that date on chapter 99:

June 21st midnight, I interpreted it as midnight of day 20 to 21 (to be clear)

BUT THEN I noticed this chat log from volume 14/chapter 113:

They are talking at 12am, midnight of June 21st right? This conversation happened 24 hours before the war started, at midnight of the 20th to 21st (again to be clear)

Therefore the war is actually happening on midnight of June 21st to 22nd

Because it's already the 22nd, that also means that Takiishi's birthday is actually on June 22nd, likewise I only saw people celebrating his birthday on the 21st

(from chapter 100)

What do you think?? 😭 Am I misunderstanding something? I also tried to check their phones for dates in the chapter where they are on the bridge before the war started but it would only show the time, maybe it's just the chat log date that is wrong? Please give me your opinion if you want!

[bau-drabbles]

masterlist/faq 💗

hi, i'm lia :) i really hope you enjoy reading these!! some of these might not make sense (written mainly at 12am lmao) so i do apologise if there's any mistakes/rushed. it will constantly updated so if there are any mistakes please don't hesitate to let me know 🤍

i'm always down to make new friends, please don't be shy to say hi or message!! :") i'd love to make new cm mutuals here ✨

requests/asks/drabbles/concepts are open!

i currently write for spencer reid and aaron hotchner but i'm not opposed to writing for the others, please feel free to ask. and if you'd like to be tagged for something specific or just in general, let me know <3 :)

mdni with any smut posts!! this blog is 18+ :)

spencer reid 🧸

best friends: fluff

meeting each other for the first time but he's completely entranced by you. much to your displeasure

say it again: fluff

being sick on a plane is never fun but your boyfriend is there to comfort you every step of the way

baby steps: fluff

the stars are beautiful but so is spencer reid, you have a hard time hiding the latter

keep me in your orbit, you'll know you drag me under: angst

it's simply much safer not to feel, not to let the world touch you at all. especially him

safety net: fluff

being in love is hard but spencer makes it all worthwhile

dancing with your ghost: angst

maeve's death affected spencer relationship with you more than realised, he just didn't know the true extent of it until jj points it out

whispered promises: angst

change is never easy, especially saying goodbye

request/asks:

do you like how i look? or just how i look on you?: angst

it's not easy having having relationship problems, especially when it stems from a woman he's loved for so long

only 1: angst

break ups are hard when you know deep down, you're not his one.

are you ashamed of me?: angst

loving spencer from afar is much easier than seeing him as he is.

insecurities: angsty fluff

spencer makes a comment a little too hurtful and it takes everything in you not to break down

soft moments with spencer: fluff

you find out your boyfriend is extra prone to accidents when he's away from you

struggles after prison: angsty fluff

prison was extremely rough, especially with self love and confidence but he's so lucky to have you by his side throughout it all

aaron hotchner 🦋

haunted, part 2: angst

emily, one of your close friends in the bau, comes back and after months of crying over her death you're not sure how to feel. it hurts the most when the deception also comes from aaron, the man you've loved for so long

the night we met, part 2: angst

what if haley never died that day? but what if your love for hotchner had to?

change your mind: angst

leaving the bau was difficult but leaving the man who holds your heart is even more worse.

goodnight n go: fluff/implied smut

drunk reader with oblivious/love struck aaron, the best type of mix

love me harder: smut

jealousy look good on hotch, so you've learned

requests/asks:

too many nights: angst

hotch loosing you because he's too stubborn, only realising how much you mean when you walk out of his life

you can tell me anything: fluff

having a sugar rush before bed is never a good idea. but your darling boyfriend will always entertain you

written in the stars: angst

being unable to be with hotch because of enemies but hotch is only complete and whole when he's with you

valentines day: fluff

spoiling aaron on valentines day <3

anxiety: fluff

hotch teaching you it's okay to be anxious, you're not alone anymore. you have him and the team

greedy for love: smut

your man is very stubborn but it's not an issue, you're an equal tease

making sounds: smut

aarons many sounds he makes in bed ;)

tender kisses: nsfw/fluff

small kisses with our beloved unit chief

saying goodbye: smut/angst

angsty emotional smut with aaron, clinging on to the reader before saying goodbye

hand in hand: fluff

running on a field hand in hand with your beautiful man, carefree and happy

picnics: fluff

a sweet picnic with the hotchner boys

soft hotch picnics: fluff

another picnic date with the hotch boys :)

aftercare: smut

how would aftercare look like with aaron hotchner? ;)

soft moments with hotch: fluff

staying back at the office and spending your evening in his company is a beautiful way to end the day

sweetest oblivion: angst

maybe hotchner isn't meant for you in this life

falling apart: angst. tw: implied suicide

you feel like you're falling into pieces and hotch can't quite save you in time.

dangerous love: angst

hotch can toxic with his work and it sucks to be on the receiving end of it all the time

3 + 1: fluff

3 times hotch pines for you and the 1 time the team do something about it

choosing between you and jack: angst

the choice is hard but it's one that has to be made

break ups: angst

its hard to leave a man you love with the entirety of your heart

nightmares: angsty fluff

hotch has a nightmare and you're the one he seeks

denying orgasms: smut

it's no surprise hotch denies your orgasms ;)

hotch cuddles: fluff

sweet sweet hugs with hotch <3

hurt/comfort: fluff

having a bad mental health day but hotch makes it all better <3

other 💌

spencer reid and his awkward smiles

your insta but you're dating aaron hotchner, part 1, part 2, part 3