#he definitely planned for that to happen

[starconchs]

notes: suggestive but no smut, reader has hair long enough to tie up

band member choso who learned how to do his hair in order to keep it out of his face during shows.

you think its cute, the two spiky buns at the back of his head always bringing a smile to your face when you see them. you like to watch him as he gets ready, fingers deftly working his hair up into its usual style before he turns to give you a kiss on his way out.

it’s not long before you ask him to teach you how to replicate the hairstyle, and it also doesn’t take much convincing to get him to agree. he wastes no time before pulling you into his lap, his fingers playing with your hair as he presses a kiss to your cheek.

“shouldn’t i be facing the other way?” you ask, giving him a teasing smile as you cross your arms. “y’know, so i can actually use the mirror to see what you’re doing?”

a shiver runs down your spine when he rests his hands on your hips, pulling you closer as he rolls his eyes.

“i think this is perfect,” is all he says, reaching up to part your hair. “first you need to part your hair, making sure you have it equally divided.”

you hum in acknowledgement, eyes trained on his face as he focuses on the task at hand. his handsome face is set in a serious expression, eyebrows slightly furrowed together as he gently gathers up half of your hair in his hands. he shifts in his seat as he leans closer, and you straighten up slightly when you feel his hips roll against yours.

“then, once you get rid of all the knots and bumps, you start to twist it as if it was a regular bun,” he continues. you only half-register his words, too distracted by the feeling of his hands in your hair to fully process his words.

“and then what?” you ask, hoping that choso doesn’t notice the newfound breathiness in your voice. he pauses briefly, and you find yourself squirming in his lap when he reaches down for your hand. he leans in slightly, letting his gaze drops to your lips briefly before speaking.

“then you give me a hair tie,” he states, gently tugging one off your wrist. you feel yourself flush in embarrassment, looking away from him and missing the amused glint in his eye. “tie the bun securely, but make sure to leave a few strands of hair sticking out at the end. that’s what give it the spiky, messy look.”

“oh, uh, okay,” you mutter, your hands coming up to grab at his shoulders for support as you attempt to get off his lap. his hand come down to rest on your lower back, holding you in place and preventing you from moving.

“hold on, let me finish the other bun and then you can practice on me. does that sound good?”

you nod wordlessly, settling back down on his lap as he reaches for one of your arms and tugs the other hair tie off your wrist. he places it between his teeth, and you find that your gaze is drawn to his lips as he works the other half of your hair up into a matching bun.

the process is quicker this time, and you don’t look up from his mouth until he plucks the hair tie from it and skillfully wraps it around your hair.

“what? see something you like?” he asks roughly, drawing your gaze up to his eyes. they’re half-lidded as he stares down at you, almost predatory as he takes in your flustered state. it’s only then that you realize his hands have found purchase on your hips once again, gently moving you back and forth on his lap as his fingers creep underneath your shirt.

“yeah, i do,” you mumble, pressing yourself against him as your lips meet his.

he wastes no time before kissing you hungrily, one of his hands splaying across your back to pull you closer as the other comes up to cup your cheek. your hands ghost across his chest, coming up to wrap around his neck before settling into his hair. his own buns fall apart as you tug on the hair ties, earning a breathy moan from choso as his lips trail down your neck.

“what happened to learning a new hairstyle?” he asks a soft, mocking tone in his voice as he tugs at one of your buns. a strained gasp escapes your throat at the action, and he curses when you grind down harder on him in return.

a breathy laugh leaves his lips when you grasp his jaw, turning his face towards you so you can capture his lips in a kiss once again. you gently push him down onto the couch, resting your hands on his chest as he looks up at you.

he looks almost angelic, hair splayed around him like a dark halo with his lips swollen and red. his hands rest on your ass, digging into the soft flesh as you give an experimental roll of your hips over his.

“that can wait,” you murmur, leaning down and letting your lips brush against the shell of his ear. “i have more important things to do right now.”

ty for reading <3

[humming-fly]

Team Dark Week Day 7 - Live and Learning Experience

If he can pull this off he'll earn himself a wayfinding badge for his scout sash 👌

And that's a wrap on Team Dark week!! Bit quicker with the shading and background this time because 4 panels in this style takes forever actually h a h - that said I'll be touching them up before I post this whole week of panels as a master post soon (which will include some extra little doodles I didn't get to add to the main plotline), so keep an eye out for that!

And for those of you that have been following along daily, I hope you all enjoyed this silly little hiking story!

Prev

[infinizero]

In the middle of the night, before I fall asleep and while thinking of all the WIPs sitting there waiting for me to work on them I suddenly realize

HOLY SHIT, Cale Henituse is Dick Grayson's type

So, I recently started writing a WIP where the kids get stranded in Gotham due to an accident in Raon's lab and many of my thoughts were on Cale simply disliking Bruce for allowing his children to take the front lines of a war he started because when Cale brought the kids to a war against a motherfucking god, they didn't get a single scratch on them while this dude fights somewhat strong humans and got his kid killed-- Raon what did you just say?? The small one with a sword has a metal SPINE?? The other one doesn't have a spleen???

But then I realized, Cale's a redhead. Who is very good with kids. Has morals who align not too far from the no killing rule(Cale tries to preserve as many lives as possible but understands that sometimes you need to just kill a fuck). He's a REDHEAD. One who looks pretty and unassuming but could kick butt.

Dick would be all over that.

[jadewritesficshere]

Eddie x fem!reader (reader wears lingerie, no other descriptions of reader given except mentioning hitting that spot just right)

Contents: lingerie, both are a lil pervy tbh, humiliation, crying, praise kink, sub!Eddie, this is literally just horny ramblings

18+ only

It wasn't every day you came back to your house and your best friend had broken in. Maybe, every other week at best.

Usually, Eddie would be high eating your snacks (you were thinking about getting a lock for the cabinets). Or he would be watching whatever show you recorded and tease you about spoiling it (you threatened to use the VHS to beat him over the head and strangle him with the VHS ribbon if he did).

But, you had no clue Eddie was even in your house today. His van wasn't parked in your driveway when you came home. His shoes weren't in a haphazard pile at the front door. You had 0 clue he was there.

Not until you heard a thump coming from your bedroom. Which, your first thought went to the knickknacks you had that someone could be stealing (they wouldn't cause to a normal person it was junk but to you they were memories).

You grabbed a knife from the kitchen (you weren't gonna die without a fight, besides you learned a thing or two from the horror movies Eddie made you watch). You quietly pushed your bedroom door open and-

Shit.

Eddie was standing in your room in front of your mirror. Miles of pale skin just on display, scattered with contrasting dark tattoos he had. Nothing on, save for your lilac lingerie.

The palest purple lace bra, you can see from the back isn't even clipped correctly, missing the hook entirely. But the color is striking on Eddie. The lace thong cuts high on Eddie's ass, and you try not to gawk at the little black heart tattooed on his cheek. Eddie's scars seem softer amongst the lace.

How often did Eddie do this? Come over and put on your lingerie? Stand in front of the mirror and rub his fingers over his one hardened nipple. You couldn't see from where you were, but you knew his cock was hard. He'd be leaking all over your underwear, marking them.

Eddie lets out a little moan and it ignites a fire in your gut. You lick you lips as you watch Eddie, which maybe makes you a pervert but really it is your house and he is wearing your clothes so if anyone is-

Fuck why is it so hot?

"So-" you clear your throat. Eddie let's out a screech (that you are pretty sure ruined your eardrums) as he whirls around. He tries to cover himself with his arms, curls in on himself. And Holy cow he is hard.

He is big, so big, the tip just peeking out of the waistband of the panties. You can see the pearly translucent precum already dripping onto the underwear.

"I- fuck, I'm aha listen I can exp- i can explain!" Eddie fumbles over his words. You blink a few times tearing your eyes away from his massive dick (oh it would feel so good it would hit every spot just right).

Eddie's face is red, tears welling up in his eyes. "Oh Baby, no," you rush over, pausing when Eddie flinches. You gently put a hand out on Eddie's shoulder, drawing him into a hug, " It's- it's okay. Please don't cry." "Don't hate me." You gasp in shock, pulling back to look in his eyes," I could never!"

Eddie's eyes are wet, filled with unshed tears. His nose is turning a bit red, from embarrassment, shame, or sadness you can't tell. But his cheeks are such a pretty pink you think it'd look nice elsewhere on his pale skin.

Eddie hides his face with his hair, shuffling his feet a bit. "So..." you pause unsure how to ask it politely so you just go for it," I can see this is a kink thing...but like, what kind?"

Eddie shrugs," Wanted to feel pretty..." You frown," You are pretty Eddie." Eddie shakes his head and gestures to his abdomen," Not with these."

Eddie really should not be drawing your eyes any further south then his face. Cause your pulse kicks up and the fire inside you lights back up your spine. You can't help but notice his dick is still hard as a rock.

"You are too pretty." "Not really." "Yes!" Not-" You shove Eddie lightly, causing him to stumble back and fall onto the bed. Eddie's eyes widen in shock as he peers up at you.

"Don't talk about my best friend that way! You are too pretty. And handsome. Funny. So talented," You sigh and step forward, into Eddie's parted legs. Eddie leans up on his elbows and blinks rapidly at you. "You're so fucking pretty Baby." You murmur, hand reaching out lightly touching his thigh.

Eddie let's out a whine before looking startled at himself. You can't help but notice his dick twitch under the pale purple lace. "You like being called pretty?" You smirk. "Like when you call me Baby," Eddie replies softly.

You aren't sure who moves first, but suddenly your arms are wrapped around each other. Your lips meet Eddie's without hesitation. His are slightly chapped but still soft, molding perfectly against your own.

You run your hand down Eddie's neck, to the pale bra strap and snap it. He gasps and you take the chance, slipping your tongue into his mouth. He tastes of weed, mint gum, and just Eddie.

Eddie moans against you, hips bucking forward seeking friction. You pull back, gasping for air. Eddie let's out a whine," No, come back-" "I ain't going anywhere Baby."

Eddie's eyes flutter shut as he bites his lip. He hums as you kiss his jaw, lightly nipping at his pulse point. He shivers against you, hips bucking forward again. You suck lightly as you decide to give him some relief.

Your hand snakes down, grasping him firmly. You lightly squeeze through the lace, giving just enough friction as you move your hand.

"Look so good in my lingerie Baby, you should wear it more often." You murmur between kisses. Eddie nods absently, gasping and moaning beneath you. "Got a red pair that has some nice straps, you'd look so metal and so so pretty."

Eddie freezes, mouth falling open. His brow wrinkles slightly as he moans, pleasure overtaking him. His hips spasm, even his thighs twitch, as he comes. You can feel your underwear get soaked along with part of his stomach.

You stroke him through it, extending his pleasure until he whimpers and pushes at your hand. You pull back, smiling softly at his face. Eddie's eyes flutter open, darting down to your lips. "Kiss?" He asks quietly, unsure. You simply smile and kiss him again.

[flying-cat]

Preparing myself to read a Persona 5 fic because it sounds super interesting but Maruki is a tagged character which means there's like a 70% chance that he's being mischaracterized

[cryptdfish]

“white mourning.”

[birthclod]

thinking about ch0mpkin's evil evbo post (evilbo, if you will) and going "How can I align this with My Interests (the axes)" and the answer is Very easily actually

[non-un-topo]

A 19 thousand word chapter when the other chapters are like 2-7 thousand? This is fine!!!

[bunkernine]

been rereading moa and got to the part where percy v jason in kansas with piper. this is mirrored almost EXACTLY to jason v leo @ medeas with piper. it doesnt matter which one of them dies or both of them could but jason and leo are definitely the prophecy kids. this is undeniable. so kansas is where they learn that one male and one female need to die for gaea. i think... leo was supposed to be there instead of percy. leo is the first one to have an eidolon. then jason would get caught and so would piper.... instead percy was a more enticing option than piper so he gets possessed instead. cuz the only reason why Leo isn't there is because he decides to take time to work on the ship... and piper is cautious because her dagger katropis can see the future. SO THIS IS MY THOUGHT: the cyclops try to kill piper + jason. then medea faces leo and jason because she can see the future and she knows these 3 are the kids to kill. then midas freezes leo and piper. then khione just goes ballistic lmao. and cuz they are all failures, GAIA gotta put in the work herself and she expects those 3 to be in Kansas— bacchus even realizes that kansas was a trap and leaves LMAO. when the eidolons fail, khione gets to do round 4 in hoh (the calypso thing).... the monsters tend not to be too picky later on, but i think the one girl one boy was always supposed to be PIPER + JASON/LEO but her dagger and unusually strong abilities gave her an unexpected edge. aphrodite even says, piper can see all possibilities as her daughter.... The possibilities being the ones that medea and the eidolons shouldve gave her: jason or leo, to storm or fire, greek or roman, titans or gods, demigod or mortal. piper's entire issue in tlh is trying to figure out her loyalties and decide if she should betray her friends. piper also CHOSE katropis out of every weapon, the same weapon as helen of troy of all ppl? Piper is ALWAYS put in the position of choosing and putting her heart on line: extremely fitting for daughter of aphrodite and adversary to gaia. i tried thinking, why the fuck does piper have charmspeak.... Its cuz she can take away other people's choices and make them her own- this is the MAIN reason she hates charmspeak too. Are you guys seeing what im saying ... "The prophecy was always about us three" ← i just think piper was intended to be more entangled but some. other. writing choices were made last minute :)

[scribz-ag24]

anyways since that last ask made me very happy have more flustered dusknoir who emotes with his stomach bc its more fun that way

[randomfandomss]

I mean if Rolin said that the main reason they wouldn’t show Daniel’s tuning is because it would mean they’d have to re-build a set they’re not going to re-build because it’s too much effort/$$$… that’s him also confirming that Daniel’s turning DID happen in Dubai/the penthouse. Otherwise it wouldn’t be an issue and they could show it in S3 but like, he said it *because* that’s where it happened, unless I’m missing something 🤔

Oops sorry, I guess I didn't remember the whole comment but I still strongly feel it's such bs. He is definitely trolling us.

First of all, he literally can't and shouldn't be telling us what happened or didn't happen.

On top of that the reason is kinda lame according to me. They couldn't film because the set has been destroyed? Come onn. I don't think so. They could've filmed and then destroyed the set then maybe.

If they won't show us Daniel's turning then it must be because it is important for the way the story unfolds. If that is so, then I'm excited to see what's the reason.

From what I can gauge, Rolin and co. respect the story too much to not show such important moments they know the fans are dying to see. They simply won't do that and if they do, it must be due to strong reasons.

Also I feel it would be a bit sudden if Louis moves to some other place in the beginning of s3 after finally have carved out a space for himself in the Dubai penthouse. After decorating it, putting up Paul's portrait and Claudia's dress.

I think that place, at this point, holds a lot of meaning to not come into picture at all at any point in the future.

[qoldenskies]

Also you 🤝me

Doing Bad Things Happen Bingo looking at Rise and cackling wickedly…..now to make them their own separate thing or write more CC brainrot

always the option to mix it up a little !!! i'll probably be writing a little cc if i get an idea for something really good with my bthb but im probably going to focus mooostly on original prompts so mess around. do what your heart desires!!!

[sunshinechay]

Okay so I was musing about it in the tags of @respectthepetty’s post here but I also want to make a tiny post about it.

It’s only the second episode but does anyone else get the feeling that a significant portion of the show is going to end up coming down to Mew vs Boston?

A truly colossal showdown in which they are going to destroy each other and irreparably damage everyone around them?

As RTP pointed out, both use sex as a means to control. Both have a thing for Top and want him for themselves, but (and I’m might be projecting here) it also feels like it’s going to be about more than that. It’s going to be about Ray and his feelings for Mew. Chuem and her attempts (sometimes half heartedly) to get everyone to get along. It’s going to be about Boston’s inability to recognize his own faults and his belief that he’s better than everyone else. It’s going to be about Mew’s feelings of surperiority towards Boston (and even Ray and Chuem to a certain extent). I even think how Boston is using Nick is going to come into play as well, I’m just not sure how yet.

I posted about it yesterday that this friend group doesn’t really feel like a friend group and a big part of the reason I feel that way has to do with Boston’s barely veiled resentment/animosity towards Mew and Mew’s smugness right back at him. Each thinks they’re better than the other and (imo) both are wrong.

And even to connect it to the post I made about the projector light and Mew’s mugshot from ep1. I’m starting to think Boston got left out of the light because he is the closest thing this series is going to have a bad guy. I mean this show clearly is not going to actually have one, but I think Boston is going to end up filling the antagonist role because the show seems to be more from Mew’s POV than Boston’s. Ray and (Chuem) are partially in the light of the projector to symbolize their more innocent status (again, not true innocence because they have their own issues, but closer to innocence in the battle of wills between Boston and Mew).

They’re going to explode at each other and probably sooner than we think. It’s going to be mutually assured destruction and they’re going to take at least Top down with them. Likely Ray and Chuem and maybe even Sand down as well. I’m not going to even speculate what’s going to happen to Nick because it’s going to be bad, probably almost as bad as (if not worse than) Top.

These are messy imperfect characters who are going to say and do terrible things, both to themselves and each other. They are each the “bad guy” in each other’s story and even in their own to a certain extent. Neither of them are really better than the other and both are going to end up down a rabbit hole they can’t get out of.

I could be very wrong and I might be jumping the gun a little too much but after two episode, this is what it’s starting to feel like to me. I’m not trying to say one is better than the other or that they shouldn’t do what they’re about to do. This is just the sense I get. I’m completely open to being proven wrong. Hell this whole conflict could end up being a red herring before the “real” conflict emerges.

I would love a showdown between Boston and Mew though on any scale. Neo and Book would eat it up and put out an amazing performance. Only time will tell I guess haha.

[captainbuzzard]

was clearing out my phone's gallery and once again realized how much art i never posted here, so here's a stijn strongbody!

[ID: a digital line drawing of Stijn Strongbody, a middle aged Japanese man with four sheep's horns, and, barely visible before the canvas cuts off, four arms. he holds a pencil in one hand as he looks off to one side with a good-natured, contemplative expression.]

[the--other]

[ Me right now at 1AM: 🍳🍳🍳🍳🍳🍳 (¿? ]

[ Wow I did use all of the tags, huh?? ]

[wallofshrek]

imagine if salmon run is disabled forever after the big run because we killed literally all the salmonids and stole ONE BILLION of their eggs

like "oops! you all overfished too hard! there's no more salmonids to take eggs from!"