#dropplets of water

[benzeelphotography]

some photos i took this morning again :3 (some photos are edited versions of the "raw" output from the 'pro mode' on my camera app, which explains the graininess if you can see it! I thought they looked better. :D)

taken on a Samsung S9+ (phone)

[iliketakingphotos]

a cute ass flower

[asbestos-11]

i need sigewinne to get in my pocket

[sensei-venus]

Had a steamy shower sex dream w/ Miguel last night... I wonder what shower sex with him would be like 😻

I feel like Miguel is a sleepy morning person. You don’t have to fight him to get up but he’s still groggy. He will get up but it’s slow. He sits on the side of the bed for like five minutes before actually getting up and makes his way to the bathroom.

The best way to motivate him is to get up, kiss him, and whisper that you’re getting in the shower. It’s a sure way to get him up a little faster than normal. Usually he will wait a few minutes for you to get undressed. As soon as the water turns on and he hears the splashing of water hitting the shower floor, he’s up. He takes about three minutes before he shows up in the bathroom and quickly strips down. He opens the curtain/door to the shower and slides right in.

Sliding in right behind you, the heat of the shower already getting him all moist. Wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his head on your shoulder. Chances are he won't say much and only groans and grunts the whole time. Wet dropplet-covered hair pushes against your cheek as he kisses up your neck and shoulder for a while.

One hand goes to your pussy and starts playing with your water soaked folds. Thick fingers just teasing you in slowly circles. He's just lazy about it.

Honestly if you are expecting morning shower sex then you better know what to do to start it, he expects you to try as he is still groggy from just waking up.

Help him hick up your leg really quick so he can have better access and a firm hold on you. He grounds himself so he has a nice hold on you and a good foothold on the floor. With some help he gets his dick slotted better your thighs so he can grind against your pussy. He gets himself all wet and lubed up from the shower water and your pussy. Soon enough the tip is prodding at your clit, and moments later he is sliding right in.

It's slow at fist with just small hard thrusts. But as minutes tick by he is starts to slam into you. Thankfully he has a nice grip on you so you don't jerk too much. Toes curing off the floor by the time he's half way down with you. He grunts and groans in the most mean way possible tight in your ear. His grip gets even stronger the longer he holds onto you. His adrenalin kicks in and soon enough he is pounding so hard into you, to the point you have to grip the wall.

He won't care how much noise you make, you started it and he's going to finish it.

By the time he blows his load the water has long gone cold. The two of you are in a lukewarm spray dripping with cold water.

All you can do is shiver and moan at the feeling of cold water and your dying orgasm.

He pulls out of you leaving just a trickle of warm cum leaking down your cunt and into the drain below.

[ginjastar]

Tweek Week Day 1: Summer !!

I like to this Tweek hates pool water because he's scared of getting peed on so here's him Chillin in a duck floatie

God, this took all day! I tried a ton of Pinterest tutorials to try and make this an awesome drawing, but it definitely came with a price lolz

Edit: OH NO I FORGOT TO ADD LITTLE WATER DROPPLETS GRR

[reqxxyt]

the regrets i never made

pairings: pierre g. x f!reader

warnings: breakup, attempting at writing angst, cursing

masterlist requests are open!

[unedited]

_________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐

“Fuck you. Just fuck you Pierre.”

“Fine. Just leave like everyone else” he shut you down and you stopped in your tracks, turning to meet his hard gaze as tears threatened to fall through your glare. 

“Do not put the blame on me for trying to fix this. To fix us” you made a movement to indicate the two of you. Your voice softened as a single tear fell “I have tried so hard to repair what was broken for so long. I’m sorry Pierre but I can’t stay”

His silence was enough of a response to turn and leave, with nothing but a cracked heart and a headache. 

“Y/n?” His voice brought me back to the present, pulling me from all past memories that were drowned for so long. I hadn’t turned, too scared that I wasn’t hearing things and he was actually here. But then I felt the rain that was pouring on me a second ago coming to a full stop and lifted my head seeing a black umbrella, the one I had let him borrow all those years ago.

I finally turned, so slow that I could feel cars beside us spring by, splashing some water onto my shoes. I paid attention to  anything but the person who had given me everything I knew for so long, the person I had broken myself for. 

“I thought I recognized you” His voice was so soft, eyes looking apologetic wanting to spring out so many questions with curiosity lingering on the top of his tongue. “How- how have you been?”

“Good” was the only word I could say, it was true. I had rebuilt my life with the help of my singular friend and now I felt the happiest I’ve ever felt. Just like the first couple of months of my, and Pierre's relationship, vulnerable and naive can do that to a girl. I reciprocated the same question although I didn’t put much care into my tone. 

“Good as well” He bit his lip feeling the need to mention something else. “I thought I would never see you” 

I had hoped I would never see him, afraid I would run back into his arms, begging to come back but instead I look at him and feel pleased with myself. Although I didn’t say it back then, having cut him off completely, I wished him the best. 

My gaze dropped down, paying more interest to my torn soaking shoes than him right now. “Do you ever miss it?” he asked, almost blurted out but he said it with such a gentle tone, okay with the idea of me not responding but I did anyway,

“I thought I would” I summarized my rant, blinking back upwards to him hearing the rain from the umbrella stop as the sun started to glare down forcing me to squint my eyes. His eyebrows furrowed, not completely understanding my response, “I missed the memories, the good ones at least but not so much the way you treated me like a girlfriend of convenience” 

This time, his gaze dropped down still having the umbrella upwards although there was no longer any rain pouring down, only dropplets that ran down the umbrella. With almost no hesitation, I lifted my hand and held the umbrella pushing it to the side. Normally my insides would flip at the simple touch of his finger but now I felt calm, at ease, as I took my hand away, bringing it back to my side as his eyes trailed them before coming back to make eye contact. 

“Have a good one Pierre” I said before turning filling my jacket pockets with my hands as I forced one foot in front of another, every step feeling heavier than the last, walking down the sidewalk. I could't look back. I shouldn't. I only hung my head high no matter how much I wanted to drag it to the side to peak if he was still there but my mind forced me to keep walking.

As I walked down the barely lighted ally, with pouring rain dripping only the outside of my rain jacket as I held tightly onto the holding of umbrella afraid it’ll fly away from the strong breeze. I had just finished my last final of college and desperately wanted to eat, but most restaurants hid in the alley. Not very creepy. 

A figure caught my eye as I was about to pass it, it was huddled onto the side of the ally curled to almost a ball being poured rain, my heart pained from the sight hating seeing anyone be poured rain on. I debated internally before walking up to him already adjusting the hood of my rain jacket to cover my hair. 

Without saying a word, I shifted the umbrella to cover his head instead of my own. The guy's eyes trailed from my shoes, moving upward until catching eye contact with my own. His eyes narrowed and I asked myself internally if I had just made the stupidest decision. 

“Taking pity on me?” he asked, scrunching up his nose and I immediately shook my head not wanting it to seem that way. 

“No, of course not. Would just hate to see you get sick” I responded, stumbling over my words and I only got a half-lifted smile, amused over my excuse. “Here take it” I offered the umbrella and he refused, standing and I just now realized his height, analyzing his features, the one that struck me the most in this half-light ally were his colored eyes, which told so much yet held nothing. I had a sudden feeling to want to know everything about him. 

“If you care so much about me getting potentially sick, you should take care of me then” He shrugged hoping to get a reaction out of me but I stood still, blankly staring at his eyes. I heard my stomach grumble beneath me, feeling the heat rush to my cheeks. 

“I think I would much rather eat,” I said, handing the umbrella over giving him no choice but to accept it. He chuckled as I headed down to get food, not caring much about my 5 dollar worth umbrella. 

The next morning, I spotted him at a coffee shop alone but I didn’t approach him, instead, he approached me. He asked me out on a date and promised to give back my umbrella as a trade. Instead of accepting it that night, I kept ‘forgetting’ about it every date that passed and it soon just became his. 

[alteredstatesstuff]

dropplets of water

[sebsxphia]

Gentle, hot shower sex with Jake. You are standing with your back to him, forehead and palms pressed to the cool tile, while Jake languidly presses into you over and over, hands firm but loving on your hips. He is kissing the water dropplets from your shoulder blades and the back of your neck before moving in closer, so that your chest is pressed to the tiles too, his hands shifting to interlock with yours, his thrusts becoming deeper and more purposeful.

-💚

omg i read this before i went for my bath, and although i know it wasn’t shower, this made me SO FERAL HGHHHHHHHHH 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

gentle hot shower sex with jake would come on lazy sunday mornings or evenings when he comes from training and he’s drenched in sweat, too tired to change at the base. he presses his whole weight on you to encompass you whole. he loves to feel your body pressed firmly up against his, every inch and wholly taking you over. when he interlocks his hands with yours, he uses it to ground himself and to gage a deeper angle with his purposeful thrusts.

all you can hear is the shower water raining down on his back and splattering off his warm flesh. his deep grunts and groans in the shell of your ear as he nibbles gently on your earlobe and every so often, sweet words of love. “baby, baby, baby, you feel s’ good for me. takin’ me s’ well. s’ fuckin’ pretty for me, iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou.”

thank you so much for this incredibly delicious thot my beloved anon! 💌

[luceafarul-de-dimineata]

Asmodeus' trip to the human world - Part 2

Asmodeus was left alone in the human world, the only step back was that he had to write letters to Lucifer every now and again. Since demons can't lie, this was a full-proof plan from Lucifer's perspective. Asmodeus was dropped off in Wallachia at the age of a forest.

It was dark outside, the silence only broken by some barks in the distance. Asmodeus woke up with a mild headache and layed on the ground for a bit longer, taking in the unfamiliar scents and feelings. Abbadon had no grass, neither did Paradise Lost... now that he thinks about it, only Gehenna had any greenary. Asmodeus began to stroke the grass like the back of a family dog. The blades of grass between his digits sending shivers down his spine. He should order grass be planted all over Abbadon when he gets home. Suddently, he heard a melodic song coming from the forest, and when he turned to figure out what was going on, he spotted a group of women holding hands and dancing. Asmodeus thought himself lucky for so easily getting some wonderful women right next to where he spawned, but as Asmodeus got up, they stopped dancing.

"Oh, are you all so impressed by my beauty that you stopped your dancing. Please don't, I only wished to join you, ladies. But it's kind of dull dancing to no music at all, maybe I could get you to sing my name." Asmodeus tried using his charm ability, but the women glared him down. Without warning they started lunging at him and screeching. As Asmodeus was taken by surprised and tryed to run, he yelled "This is not what I ment! What was Lucifer on when he fell in love with you?"

Asmodeus ran towards the small village near-by and the women followed. The women's lust for blood went directly to Asmodeus' dick and he tried desprately to get it to stop. "This is not the time for fucking, dick! Think, Asmodeus, think, something that's very unappealing. Um... shit, I don't know! Lucifer! That's right, do these women know him?" Asmodeus turned to the women and screamed back, even louder than them "Voi stiti cine-i tata?! My daddy is Lucifer himself!"

The repulsion to Asmodeus' statement made the women stop chasing him. They were disgusted by his obcenity and seeming arousal by his father. They wouldn't dirty their hands with his blood.

Seeing himself alone, Asmodeus sighed in releaf before he realised that he was walking on gravel. Asmodeus hated the feeling of his feet touching anything, much less something as harsh as gravel. He started to flout like usual. Wherever he walked, the dogs would stop barking, leaving the town feeling dead. Bored, he decided to visit the biggest building in the village, the church. He heard from Lucifer that churches were made by humans to worship God, his true father. But even God was sometimes repulsed by Asmodeus, even when he did normal tasks like bending over or licking ice cream. Asmodeus never liked God, so seeing a place of worship for him felt out of place. Only Lucifer would build something like this. Humans really were a lot like Lucifer, always praying to a father that would never listen.

Asmodeus' sad reflection ended when a man with a lantern in hand went inside the building.

"Tulai! Sariti, un demon in biserica! Sculati pe Popa! Doriane, adu agheazma!" The man yelled to the quiet village, which slowly but surely started walking outside to see what was happening. Asmodeus' glowing red eyes and horn wheren't helping his case. He tried to speak with the people but none of them listened and called the priest on him. The priest started spraying Asmodeus with scented water, which was one of his biggest icks. The feeling of small dropplets of water slithering down his skin, the scent of lavander overpowering his senses. He covered his ears and screamed, running away once more from the priest. Everyone was gawking at his missery, but the overstimulation of his senses was to overpowering for him to care about humiliation. They chased him two towns over before Asmodeus once more ran into the forest where he proceeded to cry and screech like a dying animal from the unpleasant feelings.

[callmelyc]

#2023JuLance

Week 1: Ocean

On a stormy night the youngest of the McClain family, Lance McClain, goes missing. For years they search for him to no avail and much like the storm that night it left everyone reeling in the loss.

But one sunny day where the sunlight bounces off the waves in perfect rays, he returns.

Lance comes back whole, healthy and shining like the sun, his vibrant laugh filling their halls once more and bringing so much relief they forget to ask where he'd been.

For a few days they toe around the subject bc they're just so glad he's home even if they think he's a little off, even if his eyes never quite look away from the sea.

"What happened lance? Where have you been mijo?"

And he smiles softly at them looking off into the distance again "what do you mean, I never left."

"Were.....you staying with a friend?"

"No" he continues the puzzle laid out on the table "but I did meet someone, he keeps me whole."

No one can bring themselves to question it further.

The longer lance stays the more a storm brews outside. The cities call for evacuation, the water will flood. But lance insist on staying in an eerie calmness none could argue with.

The family waited as long as they could telling lance they had to leave now.

Instead he walks outback slowly making his way to the shore where tides have already started to risemuch higher than usual.

They scream after him but he stands and he waits...

A massive wave rises to crash against him, the storm churning violently behind and lance just lifts his face up towards it with a smile.

It doesn't harm him.

The moment the water recognizes lance it curls around him in a gentle caress, dropplets floating all around him when he turns to smile as his family that are watching on in fear.

His eyes glow a brilliant blue, otherworldly, not human.

"I was always here" he says

And opens himself to the storm that welcomes him home.

Then he's gone and they wonder if he ever really was....

[ask-pokeprofvoid]

Since mun is ✨ violently ill ✨ have some character facts.

Vivianne: she has alot of birthmarks, two notable ones are the water dropplet-like one on the back of her neck and her 'polka dots' on her left forearm! Shes pansexual (but is still unsure if shes cis or possibly non binary)

Starla: She had a slight lisp, making it hard for her to pronounce the letters 'G, J,H,F and K' and was Gender fluid! (Still is as a pokemon but yea lmao)

Paige (Starla's wife and Viola's mom): she actually has a frowny piercing but learned how to hide it when Viola started trying to grab it as a toddler. Shes a lesbian and is cis

Viola: she was originally going to have the fighting type but was given ice when she smuggled a pre-evolved Frostee home. Viola is AroAce (Aromantic and Asexual)

Alicia: She used to be a part-time hairstylist and baker for the village! Shes incredibly skilled with hair and cooking. Alicia is an Ally and cis.

Darren: They actually hate having his photo taken because his psychic ability tends to smudge the photos and they feel bad. Darren is bisexual and uses most pronouns

Styxx: she has a typing / speaking quirk where S is replaced with Z. She tries her best to 'speak properly' but is slowly embracing her quirk. Styxx is Pansexual and Genderfluid leaning fem

[weergang]

note the odd green deposits on the inside of the exhaust valve seat.  We knew the cylinder head had a cooling water leak, but the pressure test showed those nice water dropplets popping up around the valve seat.

*the black carbon depostis are normal, we burn heavy fuel oil in this engine.

But this cylinder head was overhauled by a shore based company just 9 months ago during drydock, so it’s going back under warranty. Otherwise we’d have taken out that seat ourselves and changed it on board the ship, (or at least check out what is hidden under it. Maybe the o-ring just got damaged during installing, maybe the bore/surface where it lays in is not machined propperly, maybe the cast-iron head starts to rot? who knows.  Just another day in the office :P

[call-me-lemon]

I was just thinking the same thing when I was gently blowing on a water dropplet on the counter at work and watching the surface tension pull it back into a rounder shape

What if water didn't have surface tension and whenever you spilled some, the whole floor of your entire apartment was covered in a 2 micrometer deep puddle

[thingsic]

jumping spiders wear water dropplets on their head

covered in pollen

a jumping - jumping spider

[aimhleas]

"Hey." Haruomi smiled up at Isao when he came back, his attention briefly taken away from the movie to focus on his friend. "Apparently the guy who joined the team last was a double agent meant to betray the group but he's having second thoughts." As he explained he noticed a small dropplet of water on a strand of Isao's hair. Curiously he reached over and twirled a strand of hair between his fingers. "You okay? Why is your hair wet?"

“What?” Turning his head, Isao jumped suddenly at the sight of the hand suddenly in front of his eyes. Form pulling back and eyes staring wide at the other, his chest was pounding … just from a touch? “It’s nothing!”

[a-smart-ape]

Let my love be rain for your drought

My kisses dropplets of water covering your body