#elizabeth lemon

[radiantbastard]

[modelcoutureee]

[lenaperseveranceoxton]

I've been less motivated to post here lately because I only seem to have negative things to say about the modern state of Overwatch. I know damn well how annoying that is. In the words of Chris Griffin: "Why are you so fucking negative all the time?"

Alas, Lena "Tracer" Oxton is my original character, and I will forever be upset about how the newer developers don't seem to understand them.

First, Black Cat Tracer still drives me up the wall because they would not wear that, but even in the matching spray and name card, they don't have any of their personality. Lena has always been more puppy-coded than kitty-coded, anyway. I get it, though. Let's appease the homophobic straight men who play this game-- and Tracer, in particular-- for a living because that's where the money's at.

Then, I played Overwatch Classic, and as much as it made me appreciate how far the game has come in the few matches where I played any other hero, it is undeniably a Tracer main's playground. Thus, I played fifteen matches of Tracer and Tracer only for the "Play 15 matches as an Offense hero in Overwatch Classic" challenge, but even in my first match, hearing the old Overwatch 1 voice lines was a breath of fresh air.

They used to sound so cool, calm, and collected. Still excited and enthusiastic, no doubt, but more gentle. The way I described it while ranting to my friends who don't play Overwatch is that Tracer's new lines mostly sound like hyperactive Marvel quips written by someone who only had an "incorrect quotes taken from Vines" grasp on their personality and completely Flanderized them in the process.

This is Overwatch 2 Tracer's writing to me:

Sure, they are a silly and clumsy character at heart, but way to overdo it! Also, I still think the person who wrote the "Caught you staring!" line should be flayed alive in front of their family.

Speaking of Overwatch 1 interactions, I also realized how similar many of Overwatch 2's are. I already ranted in a previous post about how Lena used to be angrier towards Talon members-- take going from "It wouldn't be a problem if you just disappeared forever" to "Whoopsie-daisy, I got locked out of my phone," for example. In the same post, I also ranted about how Lena's new interaction with Illari feels like a duplicate of the one with Ashe.

Now, imagine the disappointment I felt when I heard the interaction they used to have with Genji about their survivor's guilt over Mondatta while playing Overwatch Classic and went through Overwatch 2's interactions to confirm my suspicions that they never take a similar tone in the glorified update latter game. They talk about the Slipstream Incident with D.Va and Mercy in Overwatch 2's spawn room interactions, but both times, they only say "Teehee! I can't believe I got lost in time! My bad!"

I know these newer interactions tend to be written by interns in their early twenties, as said interns would always celebrate on Twitter whenever their work got added to the game. Still, as a fellow early-twenty-something-year-old, the drop in quality to hiring actual, experienced writers shows. The only time we get an idea of how Lena copes with their baffling amount of trauma is when Emily tells us, the audience, in the Story Missions that they often fixate on something for hours straight to distract themself.

Whatever, man. Every time Blizzard makes a joke out of Lena "Tracer" Oxton, I give them a new mental illness in my canon rewrite. There are always new ways to torture my homunculus.

[the-thieves-gambit]

━━ ✦ ( @inhumanhacker) cont. from here

There were still confusing thoughts swirling through her head. She remembered being in a field with her father, his mouth was moving, trying to tell her something. Warn her about something? Why hadn't he just taken her with him to the afterlife? If that was a thing? It had to be if she saw him, right? But there was something there ? Something she was forgetting, she felt it like a dream that escaped the moment you awakened.

The next couple of hours seemed like a haze. She was there, she remembered being there. The death of Ripper, saving Rafe from almost dying himself, Charlie forcing her to call Elva to just say hi. AJ calling to hear her voice for himself. Coming back from the dead seemed to make her popular. But something since coming back made her weary of Sage. Even though she was the one to help Charlie bring her back, her stomach turned and every time she was near the woman her instincts to run or fight began to quicken her heart. But why? They had been good friends. Had? Weren't they still?

As she let Rafe lead her to a room, she decided to forget it. A good shower would do her some good. Wash away the grime of death, dirt, and blood would do her some good. When the door closed, she hadn't expected what he had in mind. But it felt so nice. The last couple of hours had been a haze, unsure if she really was back from the dead. This. His kiss. His touch. His passion. His need. It made her feel alive and it was just what she needed as she let herself give into it.

She'd be lying to herself if she hadn't imagined this very thing happening after that night. The night she realized that she didn't hate him. That they shared more in common than she had initially thought. The night she held him through his truth. It wasn't until they were both naked he spoke again that she was at a loss for words. He loved her? They had spent so much of their time together hating each other that recently she had just started liking him, but he loved her? Was it when she died that he realized that? Before then? The thoughts racing through her head were quickly erased by the full feeling of him entering her. Her hands cupped his face and kissed it as her moans filled the silence of their room. At his next statement, she couldn't help the small laugh before adding. ❝ Then learn to watch you six. Now, shut up and kiss me. ❞

[hotmonkeelove]

Chapters: 5/? Fandom: Kuroshitsuji | Black Butler Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Mey-Rin/Sebastian Michaelis, Elizabeth Midford/Ciel Phantomhive, Sebastian Michaelis & Ciel Phantomhive, Mey-Rin & Elizabeth Midford Characters: Mey-Rin (Kuroshitsuji), Sebastian Michaelis, Ciel Phantomhive, Elizabeth Midford Additional Tags: Temporarily Unrequited Love, Demon/Human Relationships, Demon Sex, Past Attempted Rape/Non-Con, Canon-Typical Violence, Dom Sebastian Michaelis, Sub Mey-Rin, And I mean really subby!, Spanking, Whipping, BDSM, Angst, Teenage Ciel Phantomhive, Post-Time Skip, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Mild Blood, Underwear Kink, Incubus Sebastian Michaelis, not technically, But he shades into it, Costume Parties & Masquerades, Maledom/Femsub, Implied/Referenced Crossdressing, Loss of Virginity, Dark Past, Finger Sucking, Cunnilingus, Hair-pulling, Boot Worship, Ciel has learned to love, No graphic scenes between Ciel and Lizzie, Corruption, Tentacle Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Come Swallowing, Breathplay, Blow Jobs, Sebastian Michaelis and Mey-Rin are Addicted to Kissing, top drop/ dom drop, Dadbastian, Aftercare Summary:

Sebastian thinks love is a fantasy dreamt up by dizzy humans. Then again, he doesn't understand the first thing about it. Mey-Rin thinks she's not good enough for the one she loves so dearly, but she'll do anything to please him. Ciel has been through it all before and he's more than willing to pull the strings. Elizabeth seeks a way to save everyone.

Chapter 5 is finally here! Sebastian reveals his demon form to Mey-Rin. What will her reaction be...?

[lem0nn-juice]

Grell and Lizzy have so much potential to be the ultimate sister duo and I will die on this hill

[fearandhungies]

i have to lock in. i need to get quartz before berserker lancelot banner goes away

[narrators-journal]

Elizabeth (P3) giving male reader a handjob please after she catches him in the act

I just kinda had fun with this, lol. I love writing for persona 3, and I had fun making a potentially bisexual reader hehehehe. Tho, I am kinda rusty with the smut, but I tried to polish it up a lil bit. Give it a bit more oomf to some parts, and I hope it’s good! At least a bit amusing at a bare minimum.

CW: Masturbation, handjobs, being walked in on, that should be it~

While the SEES’ dormitory was large and spacious, decked out with all of the technology and room you and your team mates would need to train or hunt the shadows in the dark hour, it didn’t really feel like the most private of places. Or, more specifically, it didn’t feel like you had many opportunities for pure privacy.

Which, wasn’t an issue of the dormitory building, and more an issue with the demands of being a member of the SEES on top of school work and socializing. Which, left little room for personal time.

Meaning, if anyone wanted to, say, scratch a more carnal itch, scheduling such a meet up could be...complicated to do. But, you were determined to get some sexual relief. Even if you had to chug a redbull to stay up through the daylight hours. After all, the hours after school, but before the night hours and the dark hour, were often used for the SEES to sleep and get a shred of rest before they would go into Tartarus.

So, you took advantage of that small window of time, even if it cost you the price of a Mad Bull. All you had to do was wait until your team members had at least settled into their rooms, your dorm neighbor, an adorably androgynous boy named Minato, was heard leaving to go out, and seize the opportunity.

With a muted video on your phone, your other hand slipped into your pajama bottoms, and your mind ready to replace the actress you watched, with a genderbent imagining of Minato, or maybe Yukari...really, you didn’t quite care. A lot of your team mates were hot, so you weren’t picky with your fantasy subject.

Your focus was more on the pleasurable friction of your palm against your stiffened dick and fantasies of being ridden, blown, or stroked. At least, until your bedroom door about burst open and snapped you out of your imaginary hook up with a hot, female Minato. Instead, your attention was yanked over to the doorway. Where, with no care for having rudely barged into someone’s dorm room, was an average height woman, who simply seemed confused at the sight of you in your bed. “Oh. I must have chosen the wrong room.” The woman said in a matter-of-fact tone. As if she hadn’t walked in on you with your dick in your hand and a muted porno playing on your phone. “U-uh, yeah I-I-I think so.” You agreed, feeling heat begin to crawl into your face as you and the woman stared at one another for a long, painfully awkward moment.

She was definitely cute, at least. With short, snow-colored hair, golden eyes that were the first thing about her to catch your eye, and an odd blue dress. Her style was definitely eccentric, but she still managed to look cute in her outfit. “Do you know where Minato Arisato stays, by chance? I have a request for him.” She said, her voice enough to snap you out of your musings before they turned back towards your previous lewd train of thought. “Huh? Oh, um...Minato’s room is next door. The last door on this side of the hallway. B-but I think he went out with some of his friends.” You explained, which earned a hum from the woman as she seemed to chew on your words for a moment before she spoke, “I figured he would’ve been asleep after the dark hour. Do humans not require that much sleep?” She asked you, and that time, it was your turn to stare at her. Humans? Is she not- well, actually, it’s pretty obvious she’s not human. Is she a robot like Aigis then?You asked yourself, giving her another once over to look for any joints or cloth body parts that might not be hidden by her clothing, but she seemed entirely flesh. She can’t be a shadow...what the hell is she? How does she know Minato?

But, that was a question for the wildcard later. At that moment, you had to answer her, or-

When did she get next to my fucking bed?!You thought, finally able to register that the white-haired woman had moved from the doorway of your dorm room to instead stand by your bed. “In fact, you’re human, correct? Are you not tired? Or was my master wrong about his estimation of when the dark hour starts in the human realm?” She asked. And while you stammered and stumbled over your attempts to explain yourself, her bright eyes drifted down to your phone, and your erection.

If only the bed you laid in would swallow you up… “What are you doing to yourself?” She asked, as if she couldn’t feel the heat that radiated off of you like your skin was now a stove top. “U-um! Nothing! J-just, something I do to...get to sleep?” You explained, your words strangled with your humiliation, but the woman didn’t seem to notice that. “Oh, interesting method, my studies haven’t mentioned it before. May I observe?” She was definitely as blunt as Aigis was. Though… An evil little voice whispered in your head, If she’s really curious… “Uh, if you’d like to learn about it...maybe you would learn better by giving it a shot yourself.” You offered, and watched as the woman debated your offer, the curiosity visible in her eyes as it fought her sense of duty until it won. “I suppose, if my wildcard isn’t here, I have some time to learn some more things.” She said, and you gave her a smile as you took her hand to replace yours with it.

The feeling of her gloves against the sensitive skin of your cock was a bit odd, but wasn’t a turn-off or anything. So, you slowly moved her hand up and down as you explained, “Keep a firm grip, just like that, and move your hand up and down the length.” She nodded as she watched you move her hand until you let her go and let her take over. From there, she took over the movements.

She was slow, but her grip was tight enough to send sparks and warmth through your blood. Enough to earn a low moan as you let your porno fall to the wayside in favor of the real life thrill of the hand job. “Are you hurting? Am I doing this wrong?” The woman asked, but you shook your head, “Feels good, just...speed up a bit.” You advised, and she nodded, moving her hand a bit faster along your length. A shudder soon followed the increase in friction as the spring in your gut tightened up like a warning shot, and your head swam with a dizzying burst of pleasure that drew out another moan from you.

That pleasure fed by the steady, slow friction of the odd woman’s gloved hand as she stroked your cock as it twitched against her palm. Not that the twitching and your moans stopped her, as she knew the noises weren’t from pain or displeasure. So, she continued the movement of her hand until you began to squirm and pant before, finally, the spring in your belly tightened one last time and your cock twitched. The heat in your skin escalated until hot, thick cream spewed from you. The fluid allowed to splatter all over your new companions gloved hand. Your body left to melt into your bed. “Oh, I get it now. You exhaust yourself by orgasming.” the white-haired woman mused as she watched you on your bed as you did your best to catch your breath. The hot pulses of pleasure awash on your skin, your energy sapped, until all you could really do was give a nod at her words as she continued. “Well, I should go wait for my wildcard now so that I can make my request. Goodbye, sir.” She said, but you mustered the energy to grab her dress before she could turn to leave, “Hey, hold on. I-I didn’t even get your name.” You said, not that it really matters at this point...woops. “Oh, you’re right. How rude of me, my name is Elizabeth, hello.” Elizabeth said simply, unphased by what she’d just done, or not knowing your name in return. She left your room, the door finally shut behind her.

Did she know all along what I was doing? What a weird lady…

[datoneboardedguy]

Scarlett Witch x Male reader fanfic lemon!

(Just pretend that Black Widow is you, Also I don’t know where this photo came from or who made it since I suck at Googling. So if anyone knows who made this image then PLEASE let me know so I can properly credit them for it.)

(DISCLAIMER I don’t own MARVEL or their characters!..)

Third pov:

Soon after the end of the Dr Strange MOM movie Wanda was back to being completely depressed about being alone & is looking at a new way to fill that void in her soul that she tried to fill with the Avengers & then with Hex Magic family but all she ended with was a lesson NOT TO enslave an entire town & NOT TO read any strange ancient Dark Magic books. & since then she’s been living in hiding in a secluded part of the world, but that will soon change as she will soon be encountered by a lost lonely traveler..

Your pov:

I’m travelling through an Amazonian rain forest trying to find the tourist hiking group I was travelling with & now I can certainly say that I’m lost. “GODDAMMIT! I should’ve known better than to take a pee break mid hike, now the crew left me behind.” After some time of aimlessly wondering the forest trying to find civilisation I came across a forest cabin a pretty old school one too & as I approached the front door of the cabin I saw a pair of glowing red eyes through the door window & I saw my body started to glow then I realised that I couldn’t move. As the eyes drew closer I could see the woman behind them. The door opens & she’s revealed to be Wanda Maximoff from the Avengers that went missing a few months ago & as I saw her getting closer she telekinetically pulled me into the cabin & shut the door behind me then she walked right in front of me making me nervous & she asked “What are you doing here?” I obviously responded “I-I’m just lost! Why’s an Avenger living alone in a cabin in the woods may I ask?..” “Can’t a woman just like living in nature?” “Yeah but there’s a difference between living in nature & completely hiding yourself away from all of civilisation.” “You haven’t seen the news haven’t you?” “No I don’t watch the news, it depresses me. Why?!..” she sighs “I’m wanted by the government for taking a small town hostage & since then I’ve done horrific unspeakable things.” Wh-what why?!..” “because I wanted to bring my boys from the Multiverse into this world but I was misled into believing dark magic was the key to success until I realised how much of monster I’ve become then I put an end to it, all because I’m entirely alone..” “Forgive me for asking but if you’re just feeling lonely & if you’re as powerful as you say you are then why don’t you just just kidnap the nearest man or woman I don’t judge & just use your magic powers to mind control & or brainwash them into hooking up & having endless sex with you instead of breaking the entire Multiverse & potentially destroying all of reality just to steal another version of your two kids?..” she then started mischievously smirking at me with a slight glimmer of red magic glowing from eyes, “Oh really?..” I then realised what I’ve just done. I then sighed & annoyingly said “I don’t know when but one of these days I gotta learn when to shut my fucking mouth!..” “Yes, you do..” she then suddenly started using her magic powers again to hold me in place then slowly pulling me closer with her magic until I was just inches in front of her face then she slowly moved her hands to the sides of my face then magic started to flow from the tips of her fingers into the frontal lobe of my brain. I started feeling a huge surge of lust flowing into my body & all of a sudden I was also noticing how attractive Wanda is & with each & every wave of her fingers Wanda delving deeper into my mind combing through my memories, experiences, my ambitions & all of my thoughts including the thoughts of how I found her attractive she then smirks at my thoughts about her then my lust started increasing by tenfold then she uses her hex magic to coat her lips as she closes the distance & finally our lips connected. Magic instantly flows into my mouth as we started to passionately make out & my consciousness faded away as I put my hands around her waist, the more we make out the more enthralled I become until I am completely a mindless husk with a primal thirst for constant sex, then Wanda uses her magic to make both of our clothes disappear in a puff of red smoke as she threw onto the bed. Then she seductively crawls on top of me & then straddles my waist to slide my rock hard member into her folds & suddenly a new wave of pleasure courses through our bodies as we started thrusting into each other, soon after she resumed our Hex induced make out session & now her Hex magic was flowing into & coursing through my body from top to bottom making us pick up the pace as the pleasure is now finally reaching it’s peak then as we both finally climax simultaneously. “You’re mine now..”

The End..

[emcgoverns]

elizabeth mcgovern as lemon (with kathy bates as aunt dan) in “aunt dan and lemon” at the taper, too in los angeles (april 1987) | 📸: jay thompson

[modelcoutureee]

[rogerwatersreal]

Hi,

Decided to join Tumblr as l've heard some good things about the people on here and as far as I know David and Polly don't seem to be using it.

This is a picture of me with my favourite book, I would recommend it to all my followers.

Solanas has been a great inspiration to me throughout my life and was the idea behind many songs.

I hope you will send me questions and I will try my best to get back to you all in due course.

I would not so kindly ask Israel supporters, any of my ex wives, or David and Polly fans to not interact with my site.

Roger x

[likeavsangel]

[the-thieves-gambit]

━━ ✦ ( @clubsmarties) cont from here

Hearing his whine as she moved away from him, gave her a small satisfaction that it was because of her. Thighs brushing against his erection as she did so just fueled that self-satisfaction, it made her happy that she was the one that drew that out from him. She did. Elizabeth did. Even after all this time it still felt unbelievable to her that this was her life.

There was a moment where she thought the patience in him would make her wait. Would want to do dinner before delivering on the wall scenario he had proposed. He had a patience that she had never known. Prepared to be on her best behavior, a surprised squeal escaped her as he pulled her back against him. At his words, she smirked before whispering against his lips. ❝ I was kinda hoping you’d fuck me instead, mon amour. ❞

There was no other way to describe how she was feeling but greedy. His kissing and touching only fueling her desire for him, a desire that so foreign to her until him. ❝ Not as much as I need you,❞ she whispered back as her hands tangled back in his hair, kissing him more passionately, nipping at his bottom lip. Letting the straps of her dress fall off so that the dress now was more of a skirt pooled at her hips and sighed contently at the small kisses he placed on her body.

Honeyed-over hazel eyes were filled with a love and passion that until this point in her life, she had only read about, gazed into his emerald eyes. Her cheeks tinted with a blush under his gaze. ❝ Who said I wanted you to keep them to yourself? ❞ She kissed his forehead before grabbing one of his hands, kissed the fingertips on each finger of it, before placing it against her chest, right in between her breasts. Palm flat against her skin to feel the maddening pace of her heart against its bone cage. ❝ La vraie question est, où veux-tu le mien, amoureux ?❞

[4fter-hours-archive]

PUBLIC ] — sender fucks receiver in a place they may be caught (ex. a closet) ------🦄

@martieshub

Having lived with Charlie and Anna for so long, she didn't understand how they could always want to be going at it, even accidently walking in on them at the office once. That was until now. Now she realized it wasn't the act of sex itself, it was about who you were with. She understood why her friends always seemed to want to be touching each other in some form or manner because as much as she had once hated it, since having Wally in her life, she didn't anymore. In fact, she liked it. Words that he had said long ago echoed in her head, wouldn't you want someone who actually cares for you, because she realized that was what the difference was. Being with someone you cared for and someone who cared for you. Intimacy, not physicality.

An intimacy she severely was in want of since being apart from him for a while to visit Charlie, Anna and Orion in New York. One that couldn't wait until they got back to either of their places. Once she had collected her bag from baggage claim and let him lead her away to his car, she wasted no time suggesting he join her in the back seat for a moment. Straddling his lap, glad that she had chosen the sundress she did in preparation for the island heat, what was supposed to just be a quick make out session turned into more.

Soon enough she sinking onto him, achingly slow, wanting to take her time with this. Mouth pressed against his in a wanton manner, trying to convey how much she missed him. Little whimpers escaping her as she settled onto his lap taking all of him. Breathy whispers of how much she missed him and loved him as she kissed every part of him that she could. Hands in his hair, their favorite place to be, before they began to pull at his shirt. "Take this off." It was supposed to be a command but came off more as a whine as she tried to take it off and rocked her hips at the same time. "Tu m'as manqué à l'intérieur de moi." She mewled as she began to pick up her hips before settling them back down, slowly at first, becoming reacquainted with him before beginning to pick up the pace, not caring that they were still in the airport parking lot with people, undoubtedly, passing by.

[alecsv]