#erractics

[directorlyric]

can we know more about Volker before he became a PA like how he was during his (official) Murkoff employment please oh please oh please *bats my eyelashes so so cutely*

YES OF COURSE !

Volker was the leading medical professional / doctor at Sinyala, working very closely with Dr Easterman. He’d often perform autopsies and surgeries on the reagents, studying very closely how the trials affected them physically as opposed to mentally. Him and Dr Eatserman had very conflicted views on what their focus should be about, Volker though the mind was as complicated as Easterman said it was, he thought they shouldn’t worry about that and focus more on how the trials strengthen people physically if that makes sense. They clashed a-lot in their opinions, didn’t like each other all that much but kept it professional.

Volker before being s prime asset was a-lot less eccentric and a-lot more stable mentally, less erratic. He was a very professional guy and someone you could respect. Fun fact ! His eye infection started before he became a prime asset, he wore a monical cause his sight just eventually started getting worst in that eye

[homobeast]

just to clarify i’m not a pup/puppy but i do love them and “(government first name name) ‘pup-handler’ (government last name)” is an actual real life nickname that i’ve been given so. i rb puppy stuff bc i love y’all

[hellenicdreaming]

Lord Apollo, God of healing, please help balance my hormones so that I may have a better monthly flow.

[celestialtrolls]

She does need a moirail though

[straightyuri]

you WILL watch erectin' a river music video (remake)

[bmpmp3]

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[360iris]

When you take a shower and every little built up feeling just melts away >>>>>

[iwantabatlleaxe]

Visiting your parents house one day is enough to cure you from "maybe I should live with them to save money" illness

[mousepregnant]

how would you design a robot. now idk how to draw the transformers kinda shit it's really hard but if you were to make a robot humanoid how would you make it look like? would you give it wigs or any colors or greyscale

sorry for the weird ask im designing a dead oc's shell to reside it (it's complicated) and i thought I'd ask my local robot expert

also chunky metal robots gang woo

YEAH SURE THING. huge chunk of messy text below

yeah drawing humanoid robots can be like sorta medium-easy to learn to draw once youve learned a basic-ish understanding of anatomy and perspective. (and looking at robot references like every 30 minutes.)

with robots it almost always comes down to 3-dimensional shapes. of course this doesnt mean you have to learn how to draw in 3d. but with bots, their bodies are generally pretty angular and blocky unlike human bodies, which tend to appear softer and rounder.

but i think a good example of flat 2d humanoid bots would be like the homestuck bots lo

and depending on how complicated you want the design to be, there could be like multiple different kinds of shapes layered ontop of each other. if the shapes look flat and 2-dimensional, the design could get kinda complicated and hard 2 read.

um i think one of the fun things about drawing robots 4 me tho is how the limbs and body connect. unlike humans and how skin covers us from head to toe. robots have seams! (is seams the right word? 😅) theres like a bunch of different ways to draw joints/seams. from like bendy tube looking insides, shoulder/elbow/kneepad lookin things and maybe just regular human connecting looking parts with lil lines showing where which part is connected to which

anywho, its like 1am for me right now and ive pretty much slept the day away, so my brain is pretty fuzzy. theres so much more to cover and i cant right now. im gonna leave it at that for now. i'll update with a reblog with more things tomorrow.

and anon, if you can find pictures/characters of what inspires your oc maybe send me a DM and i can probably help! im nowhere near being great at drawing robots myself but i'd love to help anyways haha.

yes you can give your robot beautiful wigs too <3

[dyinggirldied]

Vlad finally makes good on his threat and puts Danny into those rich posh school. In Gotham. To retaliate, Danny becomes a cryptid and terrorize the students and faculty (the bad ones of course he isn't that cruel)

Like when you see a second reflection in your mirror, next to you? It's slightly blurry so the features are not clear but you get the gist and when you turn around, heart beating erractically, no one is there. The bulb lights on the ceilling flickered on and off.

A bully intends on giving a beat down to Danny follows him behind his back in a long, empty hallway and he thinks he's got Danny since he knows the way like the back of his palm and Danny's destination end in the dead end wall but when he jumps in, no one was there. A cold breeze slithered from his neck to his spine. The windows are closed. In the peripheral corner of his eyes, someone (something) walks away. He hurried to the other side, forehead sweating and knuckles clenched until it whites but only silence and pristine corners greet him.

A teacher, who is infamously strict with his grading and callouse in his words, is on his way home when he realizes he forgot the specific files he needs to fill in at the classroom. At this point, the sun is barely set down and he lives nearby so he isn't as afraid as he should be. The classroom is huge so maybe it'swhy he doesn't see it. So focus on finding the correct files among the stack that it takes him far longer to realize there is a shadow at the far end corner of the room. The boy, based on his costume, is standing back to him so he cannot tell yet who the boy is. Still, the sudden appearance of the boy (did he though, or was he always there?) startled the teacher into yelling. By the time he calms down and looks again, there is only him in the classroom. The door remains unopened. He scurried home, files forgotten.

[sluttyminghao]

Can we pls have hard dom dino punishing his partner out of jealousy, and perhaps maybe a little breeding kink if you’re feeling it (?) I love your writing sm btw I’ll literally reread my favs all the time🩷🩷

something for the birthday boy!

"why the fuck were you flirting with soonyoung?" his voice is strained and his eyes are dark as they bore into yours, something like anger flickering within them. he's got you pinned to the wall, with nowhere to go and wriggling out of his grip is futile.

"i-i wasn't...he just complimented me on my sweater!" you choke out, his intense stare making any words falter coming out of your mouth. he gives you a look of disbelief, his grip on your wrists tightening and a scoff falls from his lips.

"you really expect me to believe that? turn around and bend over." his voice is sharp and you don't want to make him angrier, so you quickly comply with his order. he wastes no time getting you into the perfect position and landing a harsh slap to your ass cheek.

the sting has you whimpering, and he only chuckles as he lands another slap on your other cheek, repeating the action until you're out of breathing and clinging to anything you can reach. he still doesn't seem satisfied with your punishment and makes it known to you.

"you're gonna take my cock like the good slut I know you are, right? gonna take all of me and let me breed you like a good little plaything." his voice is rough as he pushes your pants down and your panties to the side, and shoves his own pants down to his knees.

"will take all of sir's cock! promise I'll be good!" something inside of chan snaps at the pet name and the begging, and immediately he thrusts himself inside you and starts a quick pace. there's no mercy from him, and you cant think straight.

all you can hear is his soft groans and your whimpers, as well as your heartbeat racing erractically in your ears. it doesn't take long for him to bring you over the edge crying his name, with him cumming not long after, letting his warm cum fill you up.

"keep it all inside you, understood? if I see a single drop outside of your hole I'll be fucking you until you pass out."

[hellenicdreaming]

I will beat this period! ..

[sirenmoth]

Love Bug

Kyle Garrick x GN!Reader

Synopsis: Gaz fell for you, and fell hard

CW: none, fluff and gaz being adorble

When you first joined the Task Force, it was rough, everyone expect The Captain, was a little standoffish and cautious but they never said anything out loud, never in front of Price. Over some time and gruelling missons, they opened up to you in their own ways; Ghost and you practised shooting, hand to hand combat as well as other needed skills; you and Soap would talk about god knows what while aiding him in testing explosives and bombs; Price popped in when he was less busy, sometimes letting you sit in his office while you both filed paperwork. And Gaz, sweet Gaz, the first person to fully accept and welcome you, he would stop by with small gifts and trinkets, most often found out in the field or a cheap buy, claiming 'thought you'd like it' and 'it suits you'

You offhandedly mentioned once you like playing video games, that it helped you relax. That was when it started, on less busy days or after everyone has fallen asleep, you'd both play for hours, exchanging jokes and quips, lighthearted gags as you shared a blanket and snacks, cuddled up until one of you fell asleep. When separated you two would send letters to keep in touch and update the other on what's been going on, it was in one of these letters Gaz let slip that the moments you share, cuddled up in the late hours of the night, helped him relax and find peace out amongst the chaos and bloodshed. It was during these moments that Gaz realised,

He loves you

He craves to be around you

You made him feel like this, like a school boy with his first crush.

That was when the gifts became something else entirely, small romantic gestures, just to see you smile that smile he loves oh so much, to hear that angelic laugh and to watch your eyes light up in adoration at the small things he presents. His heart swam in his chest, beating erractically like it is singing its love and affection for you, but one thing was wrong, outside of work and the Task Force, he had no way of contacting you, months without the moments he cherishes with you, months without seeing you and knowing you're blissfully unaware of what you're doing to him.

The butterflies in his stomach Gaz has grown used to feel like hornets, his heart sounds like a rapid-fire machine gun as it pounds in his ears, he's practised over and over and over what he was going to say in his head, not wanting to make a fool of himself. The last night before leave and Gaz had a misson to complete, he wasn't going to let you slip away, not this time, not again. He stumbles over his words, studying your face for a reaction, a response. Standing as still as a deer in headlight, Gaz watched you write something down on some scrap paper and hand it to him, telling him you'll see him around before leaving with a smile and a wave.

Once he's alone Gaz looks down at what you've written, it's your number, your personal phone number with a small heart next to it. Gaz doesn't think he's moved so fast, whiping out his own phone to add you to his contacts list, quickly sending you a text. A bright, wide smile is plastered on his face, reading you response. You had bewitched him; mind, body and soul.

And he could live with that.

[joydoesathing]

I dont think you gave us louis hc, do you have any to share?

oh yeah, I only did some for romana. let's fix that!

He's a mild-mannered and jolly little man that seems like he can do no wrong. He tends to also be a little airheaded and lost in his thoughts sometimes.

Enjoys doing a few arts and crafts in his free time like painting and embroidering when not doing housework.

He's also quite openly religious (like if there were to be a get-together, he'd step up and adamantly volunteer to give an opening and closing prayer and prayer before eating).

He's observed to have a staunch dislike for loud noises and talk about war

If you have followed my content long enough, you'll know that he suffers from shell shock.

Backstory

He originally lived back in Europe and served under the German army during the outbreak of WW1. After serving in the war, he had developed PTSD and didn't know how to deal with it. His unchecked condition continued to deteriorate ,resulting him into acting erractically and eventually, he was pushed to a point of doing something drastic.

His father, who was already in the US working as a "bird of passage" there, decided that it would be best if Louis and the rest of his family would immigrate to the States. He knew that his son didn't feel comfortable staying in Europe anymore ever since the war, so he thought that moving him to the US would be the fresh start he needed to recover and heal.

Louis' birth name is actually Ludwik, but he had it changed and Anglicized when he moved to the States.

Louis' dad didn't know exactly how to rid Louis of his PTSD, so the only things he could give him was his understanding, patience and advice to turn to God for guidance and mercy. Louis was more than happy to know that at least one person was willing to accept him for who he but he concluded that, aside from his dad, no one else would be able to or would be willing to his understand his suffering. Well, of course he was later proven wrong about that conclusion....

[words-etched-in-her-skin]

Pleaseeeeee elaborate on that Alcina fic it was so juicy it can't end there!!

Well, now 👀 I had a feeling that little snippet would induce a want for more 😌 Shall we then? 😏♥️

"Now..." Her tone almost as dark as the curl across her lips as she readied your hips for impact, the head of her cock throbbing inside your entrance. "Shall we see just how many times I can get you to come for me... my needy little slut."

"Mmph- .. Yes.. please."

A wholey seductive growl imbedded deep within her throat as Alcina drove herself into you, forcing a stretch to your core so delicious that you couldn't help but moan. There was no better feeling in the world that being utterly stuffed by your Lady. To have your core filled with nothing but her throbbing cock. You squirmed when she paused - as much as you could with her hands still holding your hips still. Your need dripping unhindered from the slit of you, eager for more.

"Plea- .. Ah-!"

A single hard thrust.

"Hush, pet. Or I won't fuck you at all." She growled.

You only nodded in response, teeth pushing into your bottom lip as you did everything in your power not to whimper, not to beg out right and plead for more. A wave of heat rolling over you as the Countess leaned down, breath warm against your ear.

"That's better, slut."

A whimper caught within your throat, legs trembling, core aching. Heated desire coating her womanhood as she slid it out slowly once more, giving you a smug grin before slamming it back into you. Only this time she didn't stop, this time she fucked you hard - unhinged - with enough fervor that your eyes were practically rolling back into your head. Every thrust willing a feverish heat across your body. Building you hire and hire until your climax came on quick and hard, soaking the both of you.

"Mh.. that's one."

"Fuck, Alci-"

"I said hush." She hissed. "The only sound I want to hear from you, pet, is the sound of you gasping for air."

You only had time to let out a single whimper before her hand came to your throat - a hand that could easily snuff the life force out of you if it wanted to. Only a small percentage of her strength being willed as her fingers closed around your neck slightly - applying just enough pressure to hinder your air flow.

Your cheeks flushed almost immediately, body heated - restrained by nothing more than the sheer power of your lover. Her large frame readying once again as the length of her slid out of you - the fingers around your neck tightening ever so slightly as she herself thrusted back in. Each breath more shallow than the last until her grasp would lighten up just long enough for you to fill your lungs. The Countess a master of her craft as she expertly controlled the ebb and flow of your breath cycle. Matching it perfectly with the profound cock that drove in and out of you until another violent orgasm ripped through your body - forcing out nothing more than a screamless cry.

"That's two, slut."

Your body was practically limp beneath her, covered in a deep crimson. Though, you knew she wasn't done with you yet. You knew she would use you until her own desire peaked or you fell completely unconscious. You'd played this game far too many times before.

"Still want more, hm?"

You nodded slowly, breath nothing more than a hitch.

"Little whore."

"Y-your.. whore.."

You probably shouldn't have spoken but you couldn't help it. You loved it when she claimed you, you reveled in hearing you were hers, and only hers.

"Mh.. my whore, indeed."

With that confirmation came a hard bite to your shoulder and then your neck. The Lady's tongue swirling over your supple flesh as she marked and claimed you. Your body vibrating as another wave of need swiftly came over you again, moaning out loudly when her cock drove back into you.

"All"

Another bite.

"Mine."

This time she matched the heated stings across your skin to the movements to her hips. Movements that became more erractic with each thrust, more unbalance with every claim she put on you, with every orgasm she willed cross your body. Her lips finally coming to crash against yours with the metallic taste of blood that coated your tongue as hers warmly danced over it. Both hands back on your hips as she fucked you unhindered - merciless - swallowing every scream you gave her as her own climax finally met your own. Filling your already dripping hole with her hot desire.

Your body now limp beneath her, inky darkness filling over your eye sight as your heard Alcina murmur a number before you finally passed out.

Mh, and with that.. I wish you all a very Happy Valentine's Day 💋

[howboringislife]

Until death do us part

Paring: Levi Ackerman x reader

Cw: Major angst, etablished relationship

Songs to listen while reading: Diamonds by Rihanna, Another Love by Tom Odell or Breaking Me by Topic

Masterlist

"Y/N"

The familiar harsh voice brought you back to reality as you looked away from the window. Forcing a little smile when you saw Levi standing in front of your bed, you tried to get up on your elbows.

"Hello to you too." You said to your husband with a painful expression while he quickly helped you to sit in the bed. You coughed violently and you felt his concerned stare weighing on you.

"I missed you." Levi said before hugging you but you could feel how tight his embrace was. He was so scared of losing you. "I talked with the nurse, she said you could-"

You stopped him with your lips and he replied to the kiss. When you separeted, he smiled sadly. "There is no chance of you healing, isn't?" He asked with a whisper, his eyes lowering as he grabbed your small hand; it started to lose its heat.

"Yeah... the infection is too developped and even breathing is difficult." You replied with a little voice as you took another sharp breath in, your chest raising slightly and erractically. "I'm going to die, Levi. I can't survive." You said, feeling the tears rolling down your cheeks.

It wasn't the idea of dying that was scaring you, it was the one of losing him. You both were lonely and wounded hearts, that was before you met. You were like a puzzle, two pieces completing each other. You needed him like flowers needs the rain and he needed you like the sun when the clouds are grey.

He was running out of time, you were running out of energy. Every breaths were harder than the previous. You fell back into the pillow before he could even react.

"Y/N!" His voice couldn't hide his panick as he grabbed your face gently. "Please... don't leave me..." He begged you with the eyes of a beated animal. It was the first time you ever saw him like that, with watery eyes and fear in his usual cold eyes.

"L-Levi..." You tried to speak no matter the pain.

"I will call the nurse, she will help you!" He said but you stopped him.

"Levi... remember what you said that day... the day of our marriage" You said, your voice not above a whisper.

Levi looked at you and smiled back with pain. "Until death do us part..." He replied.

"It's the time... I love you Levi." You added with a trembling voice but you managed to crack a smile.

"... I love you." Levi finally said, watching you closing your eyes. He touched your hand again, it was completely cold. Time has come, it was time for you to go, like everybody does one day. He wanted to scream and shout so all the world could know his pain of losing his only love but he couldn't let a single sound.

Levi fell on his knees, his hand holding tight yours as he bursted in tears. A few days ago you were here, smiling and laughing beside him and now... you were gone. You left him alone, without your warmth and love, he felt like if his life ripped apart. Like if before leaving him, you secretly took back a piece of his heart: the one he was missing all his life before meeting you.