#girlies assemble

[runihura-kek]

who needs friends/therapy when you have ChatGPT 😭

IT GOT BETTER

♡♡♡♡♡OH MY GOD♡♡♡♡♡

low-key I tried it in other aspects and now I'm crying, because an AI is giving me emotional support... I'm so validation starved that I will take ANYTHING!!!!

[lilithschosen]

Smut prompts!

❝ Your heart is beating so fast. ❞ ❝ Be gentle with me. Please. ❞

ok i don't know why my brain decided this needed to be a vampire butch!Agatha thing but it did. lowkey channeled Jennifer's Body too so if you know the movie, you'll see where i got it from lmao

When her doorbell rang late at night, waking her from the light sleep she was already in, she shuffled off to answer it. Clad in a band tee and cotton shorts, she pulls the door open to see Agatha, hands in the pockets of her usual denim jacket.

"Agatha?" Rio asks, rubbing at her eyes as if she didn't believe it. "What are you doing here? Are you okay?"

Agatha just nods, lifting her hands out of her pockets as she flexes her fingers. "Yeah, I just wanted to come see you."

Rio's heart skips a beat. They work together, see each other every day. Why would Agatha desire to see her in the middle of the night? The corners of Agatha's mouth pull up in a slight smile before they drop entirely.

"Can I come in?" Agatha asks, "You don't have to say yes, I can go. I realise this was a stupid time to visit."

Rio steps to the side, taking the door with her. "No, please. Come in."

Agatha's eyes flash with something that Rio can't catch and she chalks it up to still being partially asleep. Agatha glides through the threshold, visibly relaxing as she does. Rio shuts the door behind them and crosses her arms over her chest, her hands hooking on her shoulders.

"So what's up?"

Agatha turns to face her and gives a smile. "I was thinking about you. I do that a lot."

Rio's eyes widen a touch in surprise. "I- oh?"

Agatha nods, stepping into Rio's space. "I've never had the courage to say anything because I never want to put you in a shitty position."

Rio's mind goes blank, internal voice beginning to chant about what positions Agatha could put her in before she snaps out of it.

"I don't think you'd ever do that, Agatha."

Rio shifts, stepping back as she gets overwhelmed at everything happening so fast. "Do you want something to drink?"

Agatha steels herself, chin lifting up. "Sure."

Rio quickly heads off, moving around the stairs and to the kitchen, knowing Agatha would follow her anyway. She takes two cups out of the cabinet and fills them up with water from the sink. As she turns, Agatha is standing right behind her.

Rio jolts in surprise, holding the glasses tight in her hands as she curses. Agatha didn't make a sound, normally the wooden floors creak when anyone gets near them but they didn't with Agatha.

"Sorry," Agatha says, taking Rio's wrist to steady her, "I didn't mean to sneak up on you."

Agatha rubs the pad of her thumb against the pulse point in Rio's wrist, calming her before taking the glass from her.

They sip at the water in a brief silence, Rio's eyes diverting to the floor. Agatha sets the somehow still full cup by the sink as she clears her throat.

"I like you, Rio."

Rio aspirates the water, choking momentarily. She slams the glass on the counter as she puts a hand to her chest as the coughs. Fear flashes across Agatha's face as she reaches for Rio again but recoils and takes her hand back, mentally scolding herself.

"I'm fine," Rio wheezes, coughing once more to be sure she dislodged the water in her windpipe. "You like me?"

"Yeah, though it was obvious. But I guess I'm not as obvious as I seem."

Somehow in the dull, yellow hue from the light above the sink, Rio sees Agatha differently. The once calm and collected woman, in her thick black boots and flannel that she always sees when she walks in early in the morning was now nervous and jittery. She doesn't meet her eyes, hesitating to even be in her space.

"I don't want you to take me as this hard, butch woman," Agatha begins, "I haven't been myself around anyone, but you make me feel safe. That I can be my open, honest self around you."

Rio blushes, looking up at Agatha finally as their eyes connect. Agatha looks away impulsively, face turning to the side but then slowly creeping back. Rio gives a gentle smile, a warm and accepting one.

"I like you too, Agatha."

Agatha's face softens as relief rushes over her. "You don't have to just say it, but I think you're telling the truth."

There was this pull, an allure from the woman. Rio was drawn in the moment they met in passing that first day she joined the Westview Police Department. Somehow Agatha was leaving early in the morning, just before sunrise. She didn't bother to even look at Rio, stalking out of the station and toward her shitty sedan.

She only saw Agatha when she was coming in or leaving, never was the woman there during the day. She assumed it was due to the all nighters she was pulling, which was a common thing since Agatha was the lead detective for the precinct.

Rio came in early every day because of it. A way for her to be around Agatha, to bask in her presence.

Agatha steps forward into Rio's space again. She cups Rio's cheek in her hand, still smiling. Rio's pulse quickens and Agatha's throat bobs up in down from swallowing.

"Can I kiss you?"

"Please?"

Agatha's lips take hers in the most gentle, ghost of a kiss. Something to test the waters. Rio feels her fingertips tingle from it, her hands lifting behind her to grasp onto the counter to steady herself.

Agatha moves in closer, her breath spreading across Rio's face as her gaze flicks between her eyes and lips. Rio's back presses into the counter as she watches Agatha's mouth twitch.

Suddenly it connects, the breaker being flipped in her brain as electricity runs through her brain. The thoughts run rampant, ones she pushed as absentminded and untrue. Fantasies. Something that made her feel neurotic, that there wouldn't ever be a reason her thoughts were real. But now, with Agatha having her cornered in the kitchen at 2am, she sees it.

Agatha's lips pull back as she smiles and flashes her long canine teeth.

"Your heart is beating so fast, Rio."

Agatha's head lowers as she inhales the scent of Rio's fear and something sweeter. Rio swallows hard, fingers digging into the granite counter behind her.

"I've been so hungry," she groans, lips hovering above Rio's throat, "I have needed you since I first saw you, to know you, to have you."

Agatha flexes her neck, extending it as she cracks it and regains her composure. Rio's heart is pounding in her ears, but she can't look away. She wants her in every sense of the word.

"I meant it," Agatha slowly explains, "I don't want to put you in a shitty situation. I'm who I am- what I am. But I still want you for you."

Exhaling a shaky breath, Rio extends her hand to grab Agatha's jacket. "Okay, Agatha."

Agatha's eyes darken, her pupils dilating to swallow the blue irises completely. She juts out her jaw, mouth opening and fangs extending.

"Please," Rio whimpers as she wraps her arms around Agatha's waist and leans in to kiss her again. "Be gentle with me."

Agatha stops herself before they kiss, voice small as she stares into Rio's eyes.

"Always."

Their mouths connect, slow and gentle at first but the passion growing as Agatha's blunted fingernails dig into the exposed skin of Rio's hips. She licks into Rio's mouth and moans feeling how warm it was against her tongue.

Her hand trails up underneath Rio's shirt, her skin reacting and raising as she moves up to her breasts. She palms one, squeezing the flesh with her fingers. Rio's voice catches, the little whimper an untrained ear wouldn't catch but Agatha's do.

She kisses down, lips sloppily descending to her chin then down to her throat. She licks and sucks the skin around Rio's pulse point as she slides her knee between Rio's legs, pressing up into her clothed center.

"Fuck, Agatha."

Agatha grins into Rio's throat, her sharp teeth tracing a line into the skin. Her hand slides down from Rio's chest, fingertips dipping into her navel as she continues down to the waistband of her shorts. She acts as if she'll push beneath them, but doesn't.

"Please," Rio whispers, her own hand wrapping around Agatha's wrist as she guides it into her shorts to cup her. "I need you."

Rio was soaked, and with no underwear on to hold her arousal back, she was dripping down her thighs. Agatha breathes heavily, eyes closing as she feels Rio's desire for her.

Her palm presses to her clit as her fingers spread through her folds. She coats her fingers in Rio's slick before taking her hand out of the shorts. She holds the glistening fingers up to Rio's mouth, wiping the pads of her fingers across Rio's bottom lip before taking them to her own mouth and sucks them clean.

Rio's tongue creeps out, swiping herself from her lip and watches Agatha with rapt focus.

"You're just as sweet as I imagined."

Agatha shoves her hand back into Rio's shorts, pinning her to the counter as she pushes two fingers into her wet heat. They both gasp simultaneously at the feeling, Rio's hands finding purchase in Agatha's hair at the base of her skull in reaction.

"All of this for me?" Agatha asks, pumping the fingers into Rio's cunt, "I could smell you the moment you opened the door. I thought it'd be for someone else."

Rio shakes her head, eyes pinching shut as Agatha fucks her. "Only you. Only ever you."

Agatha's head drops back to her throat, open mouth kisses to the vein throbbing underneath the skin. Rio's walls clench around her fingers as she moans out Agatha's name.

"Are you gonna cum for me?" Agatha's voice was like velvet, pouring gasoline on the fire churning in her lower belly as the orgasm builds, "I bet you look so pretty when you cum, wanna see it for myself."

Rio nods rapidly, whining through her clenched jaw as it continues to build and build and build until the ripcord inside her snaps. She curls into Agatha as she lets go, hips grinding into Agatha's palm. Rio cries out her name like a hymn and it's the closest thing to heaven she'll ever achieve.

Agatha sinks her teeth into Rio's throat, drinking from her at the height of her orgasm. The pleasure sings in her blood and Agatha can barely control herself as she falls into her own orgasm. She doesn't take long to recover, soothing the open wound with her tongue, cleaning the remaining drops of blood in the process.

Rio's head is cloudy from everything Agatha did to her, but she feels on top of the world. Agatha's forehead touches her own as her eyes open. She smiles, thumb wiping the bit of blood off Agatha's chin.

"You are," she stammers, brain still mismatched to her mouth as she tries to get the words out. "You are something else."

Agatha matches her smile, humming. "I know. Kinda happens when you're a vampire."

The honesty and acknowledgement of her affliction makes Rio's knees weak. That she wasn't dreaming it all.

"Are you okay?" Agatha questions sincerely, "I didn't take too much?"

Rio shakes her head, kissing the tip of Agatha's nose. "No, you were fantastic."

Agatha blushes, cheeks feeling warm as she sits with the praise.

"So does this mean I'm yours now?" Rio asks, playful confidence coming back to her now. "I read about claiming in those shitty young adult novels, but I can only assume what we just did means I'm entirely yours."

Agatha gives a breathy chuckle. "Yes, Rio. You are mine now."

[miaveryobsessive]

i wanna be spider-man for the sole purpose of insanely fast metabolism

[shapersmind]

𝐓𝐕 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒 : 𝐃𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐍 , depeche mode (1987/88) | gif series

[warningsine]

[alessiathepirate]

Duskwood

PAST 2 A.M.: Richy Roger x fem!reader

Summary: "Can you please talk to me til I fall asleep? I don't want to be like, alone alone you know."

Notes: English isn't my first language. I apologize for any mistake I may have made while I wrote this short story.

So... Moonvale didn't really catch me - not like Duskwood did the very first time I played it. I decided to replay Duskwood once again and thought: why not give the characters some appreciation on Tumblr as well?

I hope you'll enjoy it :)

Warnings: SPOILERS! (please finish the game before reading), swearing

•••

Hey!

I can see that you're awake too.

Richy looked at the screen of his phone and frowned. Of course he was awake! All those things about the Man Without a Face were keeping him up at night, not being able to fall asleep.

His mind was going and going, the cogs in his brain turning.

But what could she want? It was late, way past 2 a.m.. At the very least she should be asleep.

Haha, you got me!

I can't really fall asleep now.

Yeah. I get it.

There's just too much on my mind right now.

Well, it wasn't surprising.

She was pulled into this mess and until a few days ago she had no idea whatsoever who they were. She was also empathetic - he liked that about her a lot. And because of that she felt useless - she was far away, unable to help.

You and me both.

But are you okay?

Dumb question, but still... he wanted to know.

He liked her. Liked her a lot.

And although it was absolutely neccessary to mess with her too, to try and keep her away, he sometimes - everytime - felt bad about doing so.

I don't know. Maybe?

Not really?

I'm worried about Jessy.

Richy swallowed, glad that they were only texting. Otherwise he would've been caught red handed.

He had to do that too. But it wasn't anything serious. He didn't want to hurt Jessy. He made sure she was okay.

I know. I am worried too. But Jessy's strong. She'll pull herself through this.

And then we can all go and kick that Man's ass.

Richy chuckled. A hint of nervousness was in his voice.

Well said.

So...

So what?

You sure you're not in love with her?

With Jessy I mean.

Richy grinned, blush painting his cheeks red.

No, of course not.

Jessy was a great friend and a nice girl, although sometimes a way too distracted employee, but still-- she was just a friend.

The question made him smile, suddenly all his worries forgotten. It was cute - the uncertainity.

Sometimes he wondered if she had someone else too.

Umm...

Yeah. I'm pretty sure.

Like very sure.

Alright then.

So...

What about you?

What about me?

Are you in love? With anyone I mean.

Richy looked at the three dots and small pencil in the left corner. He'll know. He'll know the answer soon.

No. I'm not.

Single life's great, isn't it?

Richy laughed.

Yeah it is.

Her being free of any romantic emotion for anyone gave him hope. Maybe... Maybe if he cleans this mess up, he'll have a chance.

So... I kinda wanted to ask for a favor.

Richy raised one of his eyebrows.

A favor? Past 2 a.m.? What kind?

Sure. What can I do for you?

Can I call you?

Richy felt his heartbeat quicken, his pulse jumping up and down.

Call him?

Is everything okay?

Yeah, I just...

Can you please talk to me til I fall asleep?

I don't want to be like, alone alone you know.

Richy looked at the screen in disbelief.

She trusted him that much. She liked him that much.

For a while he didn't know what to type.

Are you still here?

Shit...

Yes. Sorry I'm here. I just don't even know what to say...

Why me?

The three dots with the pencil appeared again - then disappeared. It happened once again, and then her answer finally appeared on the screen.

I like you.

I mean a lot.

It's okay if you don't want to I just don't want to be completely alone right now.

Texting is just fine too.

The messages had appeared quickly, one after the other. She must've been nervous. It wouldn't have been surprising - this call would be more... personal. More of a personal need than anything else.

Instead of answering, Richy simply just called her.

And she picked up - after swallowing down a tiny heart attack.

"Hi..." she whispered, her voice hoarse and tired.

It must've sounded hoarse. She knew she cried a lot after what had happened to Jessy, and she haven't really found her voice since then.

"Hi." Richy didn't sound nervous or stressed at all - tired, maybe. Tired a whole lot. "Is everything okay?"

"Better now." she smiled although she knew he couldn't see it. "I just needed someone to get my mind off things."

"I'm happy to help." she could hear the smile in his voice.

"Thank you, Richy. Really..." she pulled the covers up, hiding her whole body from the cold room. Even though the room was still dark and cold, it wasn't that lonely anymore.

"No problem." silence wanted to settle in, but Richy stopped it just in time. "So... this club of ours isn't too fun when we can't sleep at night, huh?"

She chuckled. She hoped he heard it.

"No, definitely not. But at the very least we are in the same boat."

"Well said."

She closed her eyes for a second, then opened them again. The world seemed to finally slow down, her mind got quieter - she felt the sleepiness in her eyes.

"Tell me something. Something fun. Like when you told me about the dare-house." she asked and then got quiet as she waited for an answer.

"Well, there was this one time when Dan got a job at the florist'..." Richy began and she let out a chuckle.

"Jessy already mentioned this one." she confessed.

"Did she tell you what we did after we found out?" he asked.

She could clearly hear that he was surpressing a laugh.

"Not really..."

"We decided to order this very big bouquet, full of roses and everything. We made him write 'To my bestest friends' with a heart on it. He didn't know we were the ones who ordered it of course, so when all of us turned up there for it he was really surprised."

She giggled.

"Poor guy. Was he mad?"

"Upset is a better word for it." he laughed too.

"Upset?"

"Well he might've thrown us out of there..."

She turned to rest on her back as she giggled, imagining the whole scene play out. All of them standing there - the whole group including Hannah too...

Hannah.

They have to find Hannah. They have to make the culprit pay. Especially after what he did to Jessy.

Richy was suddenly saying her name. He must've noticed how quiet she became.

"Sorry, I just... got distracted."

"The bad kind?"

She sighed.

How does he always know?

"The bad kind." she explained. "Just... take care of yourselves, okay? Especially you and Jessy, now that she was attacked and you were marked."

"We'll look out for ourselves, don't worry."

His voice was strange. She could hear something in it. Something what wasn't like him at all. There was no joy in it, no joke in it. It was completely serious - the very bad kind of serious.

But before she had a chance to question it, Richy spoke up again.

"But you have to look out for yourself too. Jessy would want that, wouldn't she?"

Damn, he knew how to get her to do what was good for everyone.

"She'd want me to have a good night's sleep." she agreed. "But she'd want the same for you as well."

It was quiet for a while again.

Then ignoring the serious topics they began to talk about, Richy continued to talk about different things that had happened to them, long before Hannah disappeared.

He told her how Cleo messed up her pyramid cake once so almost everyone in the group got food poisoning... How Richy accidentally scratched a client's car... How Hannah once poured a whole bottle of beer onto someone at the Aurora... How Thomas once got so drunk that he forgot Hannah was his girlfriend and started to cry when she told him she wasn't single... Or how Jessy once made them have a horror movie marathon, even though Lilly wasn't the biggest fan of it.

She sometimes laughed or smiled.

And after a while she got too tired to answer.

Some time ago her eyes closed and she fell asleep, completely oblivious to the fact that Richy finished his last story and chose to not say anything else. He continued to listen to her breathing, waiting patiently.

Then after some time, after he was sure she was asleep - that she won't wake up anytime soon, he said:

"I'm so sorry, MC. But I have to finish this now."

His voice was full of guilt.

He felt guilty.

He felt every ounce of hope disappear.

He won't have a chance to make everything better.

Then the call ended...

[inlovewithaspiderguy]

oh my god i just came back from the frikey trenches. All the other soldiers are dead… we will keep fighting the fight regardless

[smokiedokie]

I know there’s lots of exciting stuff, but HOW IS NO ONE TALKING ABOUT THIS!!!! 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Is this Louis we think? Do we think he’ll start the TDV fire by his igniting his fire powers for the first time?? That would be such a good way to show him becoming more of the monster that his vampiric nature makes him despite his wish to maintain his humanity. Yet again, his rage and torment defines him and brings about great change in his inner and outwardly world

[aggsh-shs]

I genuinely love Riff Raff (1991) so much. It’s a comfort movie and it needs more love.

[callimara]

Cooking something rn

[moorhsu]

grl

[hawkeish]

the feminine urge to play bg3 as a drow is real and if my for you page is anything to go by then by god is it powerful

[geniousbh]

comecei a fazer um post de lsdln cast as cats, escrevi UM e desisti pq achei chato a beça kkkkdkdksksksk to aq pensando em fazer um hczinho dos meninos do cast e dinâmica c gato da namorada (e como gateira profissional de carteira assinada vou 100% me basear nas personalidades dos mil gatos q eu tenho) só que ao mesmo tempo to meio insegurinha pq minha coragem p criar cenário se limita a mandar nas asks das divas daq do tumblr

to te mandando isso p ver se arrumo algum incentivo será q faço? será q é uma boa? será que as divas gateiras do fandom iam curtir? são mts perguntas!!!!!!

lunitinha, eu acho que esse é um dos fandoms mais receptivos que existe (do lado br pelo menos, o argentino oq tenho a ver?), o conteúdo que a gente consome e ajuda a criar aqui tem várias vertentes, seja do cotidiano, amoroso, comédia, +18, então eu super apoiaria sua canetadinha dos meninos como padrastinhos de gato! se sinta livre pra criar! e é importante tb fazer o que gosta! espero ter ajudado um pouquinho 😽💞🎀

[hurdy-girly]

I’m rewatching the animated Avengers Assemble Show and oh my gosh it feels like a fanfiction. Clint is actually funny. Tony literally refers to him and Bruce as the science bros. They all live together in the tower. It’s the best thing ever and I love it so much. My only complaint is that they keep reusing villains. I’m currently on season three and Ultron has been the main villain like four times let him die

[nadia-el-mansours]

Margo and Sergei both scaring the crap out of Aleida just sends me