#fn drift

[sun-citadel]

Smoke break | Payback & Drift

[just-a-hooman64]

The blorbus of all time,,,,

[lucilassie]

You only come out at night 🦇🎵

Models: @mmmayro (Kado Thorne), @instantoctopus (Driftwalker)

[stray-dude]

*unintelligible screaming and growling* (the demon is singing)

[ghosttriesliving]

New designs yay. Up on my new Etsy shop!

[daydream-cement]

on my knees BEGGING for more of your phasma content, I absolutely love the way you write her. maybe a continuation of sparring practice? that’s one of my fav fics of yours 😭😭

In The Shower (NSFW)

Captain Phasma x Fem!Reader

Authors Note: THIS IS ANOTHER COLLAB FIC BY ME AND @bri-sonat. i cant say it enough, i LOVE writing with you, dear. and im so excited for everyone to see the other wonderful works we have written together!!!

The final time Phasma threw you down on the mat, you thought all of the air had left your lungs. It always seemed that towards the end of these private lessons, the captain would take advantage of your exhaustion to punish you for showing such weakness.

After the last sparring practice, which had ended with Phasma grinding down on your thigh, being pinned by her once again brought back such pleasant memories, memories that only made the heat between your legs grow.

You watched as she glowered down at you, her chest heaving from the way she was exerting herself. Moving an arm to prop yourself up, you were waiting for Phasma to tell you to get up once more for her to only throw you back down again. With a sigh, the captain shook her head and turned from you, “We are done for today.”

The captain released her grip on you, rising to her full height and once she had, you darted up from the floor. “Yes, Captain.” You acknowledged her order with a courteous bow before leaving the sparring room. Almost running down the hallways to get to the showers.

The showers were fairly empty due to the timing of your sparring practice taking place in the middle of most troopers’ shifts. Grateful for the few moments of peace, you make your way to the farthest shower in the row, turning on the water before undressing in an attempt to get some type of warmth from the typically frigid water.

Padding down to your locker, you pull fresh underclothes out, leaving them on the nearby bench to be thrown on after you bathed. You then stripped, tossing your clothes in the large communal hamper to be laundered, and snatched a towel from the shelves nearby. Hanging the towel outside your shower, you hold out a hand to the lukewarm water, knowing it will have to do. Warm or not, the sensation of the water hitting your skin pulled a long sigh from your lips.

The echo of the locker room door shutting made you furrow your brows, no one was supposed to be here at this time, and you found it strange that there was. It remained in the back of your mind as you resumed your shower, the footsteps of the intruding being sounding before they stopped, yet the door didn’t close again, the person was still inside.

After a short time had passed, the steps continued, this time much quieter, no longer making the same amount of noise without the boots on them. They got closer and closer until they eventually stopped right outside the closed shower curtain, and you couldn’t help but feel a tiny bit uncomfortable. The person clearly there for you. Until, a familiar hand pulled the curtain aside, and stepped into the continuous stream of water from above.

The pacing of your breath quickened from the anticipation and mild fear you felt for the woman standing before you. Captain Phasma had interrupted your shower and now stood before you completely naked with what you assumed to be sinful intentions.

Phasma didn’t seem to care when your eyes drifted down, raking over her body, in fact, she seemed to like the way you drank her in like a tall glass of water on a hot day. She was clearly proud of the fit form she had judging by the tiniest of smirks on her lips.

Your eyes went from her boobs to her abs, to her biceps, and finally, to her legs, all defined perfectly by the uninterrupted, ruthless training regime she had kept up over the years, and it was obvious that she took great care of her body, “Do you like what you see, FN-2156?”

You wished you could have hidden your eagerness and appreciation for the woman before you, but you nodded quickly, still remaining entirely silent. What could you say to your fearsome and ruthless captain? Your mind moved quickly, remembering the events of the steamy sparring session from weeks ago. Would you be getting a second chance at pleasuring your superior?

Phasma took a step forward, causing you to take a step back, and continued doing so until your back hit the tiled wall of the shower, ��You know I like a verbal answer, but I’ll take it. I’m not here to talk anyways… Get on your knees. I want to use that pretty mouth of yours. See if it can’t be used in a more… productive way.”

She suddenly flipped you around, her back leaning up against the wall for support as you got down on your knees in front of your captain. You said nothing, only wanting to please her in any way she would allow you to.

Your mind was reeling at your current situation. Knees pressing into the tile floors, you reached out tentatively, placing your hands on either of her thighs. Leaning forward, your eyes scan their way up Phasma’s body, landing on her face which was staring down at you in the most intense manner. Her eyes bore into you while her lips contained a smug smile, pleased with herself for having you on your knees before her.

There was a small amount of hesitation in you as you crept closer to her center, waiting for her to offer further instruction or verbal degradation for your current position.

Phasma cocked her head to the side slightly as she stared down at you, spreading her legs slightly to offer you a better view of your future meal, “Well, don’t you look pretty on your knees for me… Such a good little slut, following my orders without a second thought. Good to know that you know your place.” The captain reached down a hand to comb through your wet hair, bending slightly to grab your chin in her hand, “Make me cum with that sharp tongue of yours, will you?”

“Yes, captain.” You nodded, your voice somewhat subdued, but at least you were offering the verbal confirmation she wanted. When she released your chin, there was no more hesitation left within you. Pushing your face forward, you were now centimeters from her core. Being close enough to her heat, you could smile to yourself in pure satisfaction that you were the chosen one to please your captain.

The captain hummed, pleased with how obedient you were being today, knowing that this served as a perfect reward for your good behavior. Phasma hadn’t taken her eyes off of you, watching as you inched closer to her cunt, groaning before she used her hand to push your head the final centimeters, grunting when your mouth closed around her clit.

You circled her clit gently, wanting to savor the moment and take your time as you knew your performance would indicate if Phasma would use you once again. Listening carefully, you were looking for any indication from the captain as to the level of your performance. Pushing your tongue deeper between her folds, you lapped at her cunt, enjoying Phasma’s taste.

Rolling her head back against the wall, Phasma used her hand on your head to hold you in place as you used your tongue on her, the only thing muffling her noises being the sounds of water hitting the tiled floor. Her mouth was open in silent pleasure as she stubbornly held her moans back, her voice shaking slightly as she croaked out more vulgar words, “You’re such a filthy little thing… If you keep using your mouth like that, I might have to use you more often.”

This was exactly the encouragement you needed to continue your movements. You slid your tongue back to her clit, circling it gently before beginning to suck at the sensitive bud. The tile flooring caused your knees to ache, but you persisted, hands gripping her muscular thighs to keep yourself upright.

She spread her legs even more, giving you even more access as she groped her breast with her free hand, rolling her hardened nipple in between her thumb and index finger, your continued offense on her pussy driving her closer and closer to her eventual climax. At the added stimulation, Phasma released a growl, mostly muted by the loud noise of water against the tile.

You glance up at the captain, the blissed-out look on her face accompanied by the way she teased her nipple caused you to release an involuntary groan, sending additional vibrations against her clit. Switching from sucking to licking, you swirl your tongue around her clit once more, making Phasma tighten the hold on your head as she started grinding your face, chasing her orgasm that was fastly approaching.

The grinding against your tongue caused you to moan again, the wonderful filthiness of the interaction making the ache between your legs grow. Your jaw was beginning to ache, but the discomfort was well worth the experience of making Phasma cum.

The vibration from your moan was enough to send the captain over the edge, her entire body tensing up as she remained silent, not wanting a single noise to spill out in case anyone had entered the locker rooms during your shared shower. Her thighs clenched around your head as she let the pleasure rip through her body, her breathing heavy.

You continued your lapping against her core, knowing if you stopped without a formal order, you could jeopardize any further sexual encounters with your captain. It was a calculated risk, but you allowed your hands to slide upwards to grip her hips, maintaining a hold on Phasma while you fought to lap up every last drop of her juices.

When Phasma had regained her breath, she ripped your head away from in between her legs, so aggressively that you had to catch yourself by placing your hands behind you on the tiled floor, unless you wanted to end up on it.

She took one final look at you, sitting down on the floor, looking up at her with her wetness covering your chin before walking past you, stopping right before the curtain, “See you next week, FN-2156. Don’t be late.”

And with that, the captain had left; the sound of the shower curtain shutting behind your back followed by her footsteps moving away from you. Leaving you sitting on the tiled floor, water hitting your head as the neglected throbbing between your legs only grew stronger, the taste of her still lingering on your tongue.

Her words played over and over in your mind, and you allowed yourself the hope that when she said ‘see you next week,’ she was referring to another experience such as this.

[xxyule-trooper-fortnitexx]

Hey Yuley~

What mischief shall we get into this season? 💙❄️

@permafrost-raider-fn

Well, I hope something fun! Though, I do know of someone who's very naughty, He's going to be getting coal, If you catch my drift...

[driftybeatz]

I guess my FN story isn’t done after all?

This new season spark of new crazy ideas.

Drift definitely ain’t happy about that.

I’ll continue this comic later maybe.

Just a rough idea down for now.

[helloescapist]

Senpai's Smile | Nejire Hado

Word Count: 1106

Setting: Nejire Hado x gn!reader

Content Warnings: SFW, fluff, autumn prompt, oneshot

Summary: classroom cleanup assignment has been moved outside due to the recent antics of the first years, offering you the rare opportunity to soak in the scenery.

[art work i not mine, full credit goes to the artist!]

Vivid vermilions caught your eyes, danced amongst the barren branches. Their delicate rattle shaking twigs, drifted amongst the delicate chill of the breeze that guided its path. The still brown bark shifted from summer, greeting the winter months to come. The leaves swayed beneath its influence; trembled in a dance with no song. Playful and rejoicing its reunion with the leaves that littered the gardens of U.A. Academy grounds.

The press of your lips that formed a smile, light as the air that mingled with the leaves, beckoned the play of their rustle. Allowed them to dance amongst its breath of life if only to enjoy its descent. Eyes of wander, snug against the scarf that nuzzled into your neck, met your school uniform beneath it, only faintly aware of the small chill that formed at the red of your nose. Far too enthralled to be spirited away by the tango of autumn leaves to notice how the cold had met the tips of your fingers, nor the rake that you clutched beneath the callous of your fingers.

                The usual classroom cleanup had lent itself to repairing the gardens alongside the usual tasks such as cleaning up chalkboards, sweeping floors, and recycling trash. A recent spat between class, 1B’s Monoma Neito, and that of class 1A’s Bakugo Katsuki. The inner class turmoil had dragged from a class set match, one that had been outlined, and purposeful to increase the student’s combat skills, had concluded its lesson erupted from the wall of the building, plummeting two stories down into the garden. Robbing the remainder of the trees from their foliage, scattering rubble amongst the blades of grass, and withering the delicate autumn blooms that had fought back the chill. Absolutely no match to the explosive emitter, tarnished survival chances, and left the state of the otherwise beautiful retreat in ruins. Resulting in all classes to assist in the cleaning up, Principal Nezu having expressed it as an opportunity for classes to familiarize themselves with one another—sugar coated persuasion, but you had seized the opportunity to escape the mundaneness of the usual classroom tasks. you hated dusting the erasers.

                Giggles that drifted amongst the breeze as harmonious and playful as the leaves. Delicate as a songbird, and warm as the sun that fought back winter’s chill. Periwinkle blue hair, curled to captivate her cheeks. Holding them dear only possible to you in daydreams. Long strands of hair that twirled in her motions, spun on her ankle with her own rake in the air. Oblivious to the way her skirt lingered in the air, far too immersed in enjoying the day. Perky despite the chores, and exuberant amongst the foliage. Her eyes mirrored of the sky, and the warmth of the day as beautiful as pools of apatite crystals. Luminescent in the light of day, the heat of her smile as her doll like eyelashes fluttered to meet your peeking. The linger of her gaze, forget-me-note blue eyes that held your heart and elicited an electric current that traveled from your chest to the heat of your cheeks. The blush that threatened to spread across your cheeks, traveled beneath the collar of your uniform. Horrified to be caught peeking at the senpai. once again. Allowed the panic to travel down your spine, jerking your chin from the cross-fires of her head tilt. Forcing your eyes to focus to the leaves that skittered across the ground, frantically scratching your rake against the fresh earth. Praying not to draw any more attention to yourself than your peeking had inspired.

                “[FN!]” Her voice light and bouncy as her quirk allowed your body to take flight. Impish as a fairy in the sky, beautiful. To hear your name pass through her glossed lips. Chastised yourself for allowing something so simple to give your heart wings, and even more the way your shoulders jumped at her call. Y-You had nothing to be ashamed of! I-It wasn’t as if you had done s-something improper! You had just been looking that way when her skirt--- ah god above. You could feel the shudder of the blush reach your ears as you shyly peeked over your shoulder. You were not in the habit of spying; you just couldn’t help the way your attention tended to gravitate to the upperclassman.

                Not that refuting any claims would save you from what was to happen next. The speed of her step faster than your own reflexes. The press of her chest against your own, the surprise of her close proximity having spread your arms. Disarmed you from your gardening tool, horrified at the undignified squeal that escaped from your lips as her weight bore down on your own. The slip of your feet beneath you, tumbled into the leaves. Hado-senpais’ form squished against you as her cheek met your own. The jostle of her giggles warm and inviting to your ears, the red of your cheeks pungently aware of the way she held her body to your own. A vision of a pixie lost in the autumn scenery, the odd leaves that stuck from her hair in variety of places. Her long strands rolled over her shoulder, tickled your nose as you laid beneath her. Shy eyes that traced the rounds of her cheeks, etched the flicker of her long eyelashes squeezed tight in her laughter. Joy that warmed your bones, heated your body thoroughly and shamed the tuck of your collar. Only stilled by the shuffle of the older girl as she flopped to her bottom, giggling at the crunch of leaves beneath her weight. Fistfuls of scavenged leaves caught between her nails as she tossed them your way. Her joy contagious, pulled you forward, and captivated your heart. Your thoughts focused on only one thing as you pressed your hands to one another, scooping up leaves with the bend of your back, and catching them through the air. Scattering your efforts amongst the breeze, disbursed by her joy.

                To see senpai’s smile.  

[profdragonlord]

ProfDragonLord • He/Him Bisexual • 18

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Subject to change at anytime (if I remember to update this)

• Major Interests •

Fortnite

Mainly Battle Royale, though I have gained an interest in Save The World.

Mains atm are Stratus, Doggo, and Kado Thorne

Homestuck

Finished main comic; have not touched the extended universe stuff in the slightest.

Aspect currently unknown, previously Rogue of Blood. Possibly Knight of Breath?

Favorite troll is Terezi Pyrope, favorite kid is Dave or Roxy

I have several fantrolls. Posts involving them will be tagged "jaagzi pyrvon" "ivitar vonvai" "lokall rhomex" "rylohv itrant", feel free to ask about them!

LittleBigPlanet

Clive Handforth my beloved and Oddsock is the best of the lbp3 playable characters idc

lbp2 is my favorite of the series btw

Pokemon

Interested in competitive

Favorite pokemon are Mudkip line, Jangmo-o line, and Rayquaza. There's only many many many more I appreciate, especially some lesser loved ones.

Favorite region is Hoenn and favorite games are PLA, Emerald, and SV

Star Wars

yes I like the prequels

Dredge

I love funny fishing game

Risk of Rain 2

Engineer, Loader, and Railgunner main.

I just like doing dumb shit in it ngl

I just always use the prefix "ror" for tags, even if the character is from ror2

Honkai Star Rail

Argenti, Dan Heng, Aventurine, and Jing Yuan are my favorites.

Helldivers 2

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Halo

Doom

Space, Ocean, Weather

Plants Vs Zombies

BTD6

Skylanders

Titanfall 2

Mortal Kombat

Zenless Zone Zero

Baldurs Gate 3

Cookie Run Kingdom

Balatro

Yakuza

Transformers

[sun-citadel]

Early days | Marauder ! Payback & Drift

Context below

I couldn't post the comic without the post glitching, so

But anyways, for a bit of context, I always headcanoned the Payback skin as an ex - marauder — but even prior to that, he met Drift at a party once back on Earth. They shared a cigarette and Drift asked if he'd see Payback again

Payback never answered

[ my Payback is transmasc btw, he / they ]

They ultimately met up again after Drift was tasked to end the final marauders, but the mask slipped off and it's Payback. They begrudgingly form a relationship based off guilt and a desire to survive, before it becomes genuine friendship

[just-a-hooman64]

Fortnite is not safe from MerMayification

I have been given the fish brain worms,, thank you Mermay,,, Shout out to mermay,, Drift is roughly based on a Bat ray (Myliobatis californica) Stray is Roughly based on a Paradise Fish (Paradise gourami)

Original Design sketches under the cut, though they're already slightly off of how I'd be drawing them further on,,

[lucilassie]

Drift through death. 💀 🦊

[rayonago]

Ough,, If you're still taking requests and have the time, could you please draw Drift? Any stage you feel like i'd love to see him in your style ! !

[waterfire1848]

If Azula is Wolverine in the Deadpool Anon's au could you imagine an Old Man Logan storyline for her?

Hello, anon!

I had to ask a friend for help with this since I'm not all that familiar with the Old Man Logan storyline, but here is what I've crafted.

When the war ends, Azula is kind of a drift. She doesn't really know where she's supposed to go or what she's supposed to do now. Little does she know, Long Feng still holds quite a hatred for her for her coup in Ba Sing Se. Azula manages to avoid him for a while but he eventually captures her and mind controls her with the Dai Li's technique. Instead of her being a calm and docile Joo Dee though, she's mind controlled to be Long Feng's personal weapon. One by one, he sicks her on the members of the Gaang, who he also blames for the whole BSS debacle, and she kills each other of them. When all is said and done, Long Feng has won and takes control of the EK and, with the FN no longer having a leader, it descends into chaos.

[helfires]

*　𝐓𝐀𝐆 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 .

last song. tokyo drifting by glass animals & denzel curry. ( shout out to no plan & too sweet by hozier !!! ) favorite color. white. does that count ??? sweet / savory / spicy. depends on my mood !! currently watching. desperate housewives, bridgerton, & hori-san to miyamura-kun. don't look at me. relationship status. single ! current obsession. dead by daylight & genshin impact. arlecchino will come home next week. >:(

tagged by @zestials & @gamblins ( thank u sm bbs !! also add me on fn :knife: ) tagging @fizeroli @bloomifys @k1zty @pridefell @lilitophidian !!!!!! anyone else that wants to !!!