#he's been on the brain lately
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today i am thinking about helping hawks with those hard-to-reach pinfeathers
it’s the ones closest to the base of his wings that get him; that tricky place where flesh meets feather, and his very human rotator cuffs can only twist so far. so despite the itchy discomfort, he can only wait for the protective sheath around the new feathers to chip away on its own, aided by the obscenely high water pressure in his penthouse shower. but that was before you.
you, leaning against the doorjamb, arms crossed and eyebrows raised as you take in the sight of him — still dripping from his shower, arm contorted awkwardly behind him, reaching up from beneath his left wing, falling mere centimeters short of the spot that was bothering him. as he turns to look at you, his frustrated grimace shifts into a bashful smile.
your smile, meanwhile, is imbued with amusement. “need some help?”
unsurprisingly, you’d never heard the term pinfeather in your life, but listen raptly as he explains that the white needles are new feathers, coated in a shell of keratin until they’re done growing. you catch on quick, gently pinching one between your thumb and forefinger, gasping a little when the sheath turns to dust with the slightest bit of friction and reveals a vibrant crimson feather.
a task that had seemed so insurmountable to keigo takes you only a few minutes. he rolls his shoulders and ruffles his wings with a sigh of relief before turning around to thank you. that’s when he sees it, that melancholic look in your eye you get when he knows you’re thinking about him — his stolen youth and solitary existence. he also knows that no amount of it’s not that big of a deals or i’m fine now, reallys will ease your mind, so he opts for diversion instead.
“you know,” he starts in a drawl, “in the wild, preening is a way birds bond with their mates.”
it kind of works. at the very least, it gets you smiling again, “is that so?”
“yeah. it’s a…” he trails off, suddenly shy. and he knows he’s trying too hard to sound casual when he continues, “it’s a show of trust.”
you roll your eyes with affection, taking his aversion to vulnerability in stride and leaning in to kiss him. “i love you too, keigo.”
#anyway there’s probably plenty of fics about this but i saw a tiktok about bird maintenance and this wouldn’t leave me alone#i’m trying to get into my hawks bag#he's been on the brain lately#even tho i'm actually kinda freaked out by birds believe it or not#mha#hawks x reader#keigo takami x reader#my writing: mha
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cooking up some stuff on twitter
#used luigi as an example. hes been on the brain lately#luigi#luigi fanart#luigi mario#digital art#art#body pillow#goofs
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sharing a very sage bit of advice from The Simpsons' own John Swartzwelder that i've been trying to hamper down in my writing and drawing alike. let your inner crappy little elf do his worst
#i've been so blocked with writing and drawing lately and so i'm trying this out for my review of Bugs Bunny Gets the Boid and i can feel it#helping but i'll be so glad when i get to the revising stage because right now it feels like my brain has thousands of flaming needles#poking it and making me go AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! the perfectionism devil is hard to shake#but he will be no match for my crappy little elf
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trigunned the hades or hadesed the trigun (id in alt)
#trigun#trigun maximum#nicholas d wolfwood#vash the stampede#meryl stryfe#milly thompson#millions knives#ruporas art#type of shit ive been on lately bc ive been playing an obsessive amount of hades 2 lmfao… ofc imstead of drawing fansrt for hades#i channel that energy into trigun?😭 SEE.. the thing is. i am ALWAYS thinking about a trigun game… like an action story game#it is rotating in my brain 24/7 and now after 7billion years i finally pick up a video game#and the inspiration sparked. obviously this is just a mere mimic of an existing media... but im thinking about the plot of max now#executed differently between mediums… webbing a new retelling of the original story as game mechanics allows you - thinking of the#new roles the characters would take. like wolfwood here is not Constantly by vash’s side but he will show up once a run to clear out an#encounter. shows up seldomly at home base to make gifting difficult... an existing companion and still journeys on his own. for more#relations options merylmilly will also have occasions where they separate so vash can speak to them individually - the gungho are not bosse#most of them get the roles of giving “boons” i think.. BUT ANYWAY thats me reimagining trigun into hades. now imagining trigun into an#ORIGINAL video game.... ough... ohhh....guhh... I WANT IT SO BAD!!!!!!!!#this was just a fun exercise... im thinking about doing more but i think i shouldactually draw some hades 2 fanart first
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stepdad!rafe being gross about his stepdaughter…
c/w: stepcest, he’s her father figure, kinda angsty, slight somnophilia & some dubcon fingering, use of dad, 18+ mdni!
wc: 880
if u don’t like stuff like this pls scroll & read something else xx
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Her relationship with her stepdad has always been rather strange.
But she’s never really minded, because it felt nice to have someone fill that hollow pit inside her, the one that’s always been there, haunting her ever since her father left when she was just a little girl. An itch she could never quite scratch.
It didn’t help that her mother was never exactly present in her life either— always too busy with work or looking for solace from the bottom of a wine bottle or blaming her for everything wrong in her life.
She was sixteen when her mom brought Rafe home for the first time. And she never quite understood why he had married the woman in the first place— why he filed for divorce only after she’d moved out for uni, and not the moment he found out his wife wasn’t spending all those late nights in the office, but instead in the bed of a stranger.
However, she didn’t much care for his reasons because he’d always been more of a parent to her than the people who were supposed to. She always secretly wished he would’ve been her real dad— not just someone she assumed felt obligated to take her under his wing when he found out how horribly she’d been treated all her life.
That’s why she never really paid too much attention to his lingering touches or the borderline controlling tendencies that always seemed to fizzle to the surface whenever she’d do something he deemed bad. She was just happy that she finally had someone who made her feel safe, protected. What more could she really ask for?
It felt nice when someone cared.
And now, even if she’s legally an adult and capable of making her own decisions, she prefers when Rafe makes them for her. After all, is it so wrong to just want to be taken care of?
Because university was a lot. And the never-ending deadlines, assignments and all the late nights she spent trying to understand something she just couldn’t, had grown into this hurricane inside of her. It swallowed up everything that once made life beautiful and worth living; hiding them away from her, until she was crying to her phone nearly every night with her daddy on the other end, trying to calm her down, but to no avail.
And she could only take it for so long until one day, she was knocking on the door of Rafe’s brand new house with tear-soaked eyes and a suitcase— his strong arms wrapped tightly around her the only thing able to placate her in months because with him, everything felt secure.
And she liked spending time with him and living on the island, had even gotten a weekend job at a surf shop (despite his protests) because she wanted to do something useful, something other than loitering around the house that felt more like a spooky mansion whenever he was at work.
The empty hallways and her spacious bedroom were especially unsettling at night when she’d had a bad dream— more often than not making her tiptoe over to Rafe’s bedroom with a pout, asking if she could sleep there instead. ‘Of course you can, sweetheart’ he’d always murmur; voice gravelly with sleep and already making space for her under the covers…
Then one night, as she’s peacefully snoozing off in his warm embrace, his fingertips slip past the waistband of her fleecy pajama bottoms— merely grazing at the smooth skin of her lower tummy, telling himself he’s just trying to do something with his hands so sleep could find him faster.
That’s until he notices she’s not wearing any panties, getting an insatiable urge to tuck his fingers between her soft thighs— already meeting a sticky mess there. After all, he only has so much self-control around the innocent little angel he swears was sent from heaven just for him to taint; to ruin.
And it’s not like she seems to mind with the way she snuggles closer to him in her sweet slumber; the round of her ass pressing closer and closer against his crotch with every unconscious shift of her hips.
Only when he begins mindlessly thumbing at her clit, does she stir— drowsy voice panicky when she mumbles out something inaudible.
“Shh. S’just me, relax, yeah?” he hushes her, wet fingertips rubbing lazy circles over her weepy cunt when she whines— a complaint already blossoming on her tongue, something about him being gross, no doubt.
“Is dad not makin’ you feel nice?” he coos, other hand dragging her closer with a grip on her thigh when she tries to pull away.
“This is— you shouldn’t…” she stumbles over her words, trying to wriggle away from his overwhelming touch.
“Shh, what do I always tell you, hm?” he clicks his tongue, his hold firm as he coaxes her to tell him what he wants to hear.
Momentarily, she gets distracted from squirming around as she searches through her fuzzy brain before whispering out the answer. “…dad knows what’s best.”
“There you go, that’s m’girl,” he breathes out, pressing a gentle kiss to the apple of her cheek as a reward— smiling against the skin when she lets out a muffled whimper, because his hands do feel nice.
#he’s been rotting my brain lately..#this idea came to me when it was 3am & i couldn’t sleep#stepdad!rafe#rafe cameron#rafe cameron outer banks#rafe smut#obx rafe cameron#rafe imagine#rafe x reader#rafe outer banks#rafe obx#outerbanks rafe#rafe fanfiction#rafe cameron smut#rafe cameron fanfiction#rafe cameron x reader#rafe cameron imagine#rafe fic#rafe cameron x female reader#rafe cameron concepts#rafe cameron blurb#rafe cameron brainrot#rafe cameron drabble#rafe cameron thoughts#rafe cameron obx#rafe cameron angst#rafe cameron fic#rafe cameron x y/n#rafe x y/n
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Shockwave, thats a terrible way of saying I love you
#idk if anyone had done this yet#but lately that specific sentence have been running around my brain lately#and thought it would fit Shockwave because hes an insane silly lil scientist#transformers#tf#soundwave#shockwave#tf soundwave#tf shockwave#wavewave#soundshock#shocksound#shockwave x soundwave#soundwave x shockwave#doodle#im sorry i want to eat both of them#barbecue style /joke#soundwave doesn't question shockwave's ways of saying i love you#he's now used to it
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⋆˚࿔ prompt sets of three 𝜗𝜚˚⋆
write a piece featuring - in any capacity you can think of - all three things depicted in the given prompt!
¹⁾ a polka-dot bikini, a throw blanket and a pint glass
²⁾ a sliotar, a flat tire and a thunderstorm
³⁾ a teakettle, a fresh bruise and rosewater
⁴⁾ a chipped enamel bathtub, a blue sweater and basil leaves
⁵⁾ howling gale winds, an inflatable paddling pool and an oil lamp
⁶⁾ a fresh buzzcut, pink bubblegum and rolling tobacco
⁷⁾ gas station bandaids, a cellophane-wrapped bouquet and muddy footprints
⁸⁾ a lipstick print, skinned knees and stained-glass windows
⁹⁾ a busted streetlight, green olives and a teak countertop
¹⁰⁾ gun oil, red lace and an old armchair
¹¹⁾ a fresh tattoo, a sacristy, and guilt
¹²⁾ a corner booth, sweet patchouli and a wallet
¹³⁾ donuts, orange juice and a jail cell
¹⁴⁾ a cold red bull, shaking hands and broken traffic lights
¹⁵⁾ new graves, a busted headlight and silver rings
¹⁶⁾ handcuffs, brightly coloured building blocks and fir trees
¹⁷⁾ a shortwave radio, takeout containers and a bare lightbulb
¹⁸⁾ broken windows, waist-high grasses and lit matches
¹⁹⁾ orange segments, divorce papers and a front porch
²⁰⁾ horror movies, steaming showers and cold bedsheets
²¹⁾ brazilian lemonade, a split lip and daisy chains
²²⁾ a red convertible, a priest’s collar and dogtags
²³⁾ a corner office, parking tickets and greyhound races
²⁴⁾ bitten lips, army fatigues, and coca-cola
²⁵⁾ old wives’ tales, creaky stairs and cherry lipgloss
²⁶⁾ smooth whiskey, greying hair and warm hands
²⁷⁾ hospital food, full moons and a reconciliation
²⁸⁾ exes, candy wrappers and a twin bed
²⁹⁾ a rural motel, a pocket knife and iodine
³⁰⁾ a dirty martini, a dressing gown and blood under fingernails
³¹⁾ slept-in braids, a lamplit office and an explosion
³²⁾ blueberry pancakes, a restraining order and the taste of rum off someone’s lips
³³⁾ farmers’ market peaches, burnt coffee and houseplants
³⁴⁾ a late text, faded jeans and lightning strikes
³⁶⁾ desert air, zinnias and chocolates
³⁷⁾ an old truck, freshly turned earth and a tv dinner
³⁸⁾ wedding rings, wildfire and wrought iron gates
³⁹⁾ a hostage situation, evergreen trees and a pierced tongue
⁴⁰⁾ unripe strawberries, bitter wine and a kitchen table
⁴¹⁾ a head laid down in a lap, green tea and a break news announcement
⁴²⁾ a fire alarm, a flower-patterened apron and an ajar kitchen window
⁴³⁾ a jar of jam, two shots of vodka and a stack of car manuals
⁴⁴⁾ techno music at 4am, knitted jumpers and a broken watch
⁴⁵⁾ a green silk scarf, a pan of burnt food and the trunk of a car
⁴⁶⁾ bound hands, a crescent moon and laughter
⁴⁷⁾ a winter coat, a heatwave and fresh mangos
⁴⁸⁾ a thrift store sofa, a highrise apartment building and creaking floorboards
⁴⁹⁾ missing teeth, a house half covered in ivy and cheap beer
⁵⁰⁾ undeveloped camera film, stomach kisses and cigarette smoke
#again! sorry if this is wildly unusable but it tickled the creativity goblin in the back of my brain and he's been awful cranky lately. so#prompts#prompt list#writing prompts#writing exercise#rp meme#otp prompts#prompt sets#aesthetic prompts#drabble prompts
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who let him drive that ????
his part in the bw credits lives rent free in my brain like of course he’s got a hot pink car.....
#pokemon#pokemon art#gym leader burgh#pkmn#burgh#digital art#pokemon black and white#hes been on the brain lately im afraid#uni pls give me time to draw........#no more drawing cars ever ouughghdg#pkmn bw
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Or Nah
MINORS DNI 18+ ‼️
jason todd 100% loves to fuck to music.
he tries to focus on the lyrics, the beat of the song, tries his hardest to focus on anything but you to make this last longer but fuck, you’re squeezing him so tight and you sound so fucking good.
he buries his face into your neck and licks against your skin as he tries to stay hitting it on beat, promising you’re gonna feel oh so good when he's through with you “fuck mama.. so fuckin’ good to me .” he speeds up his pace a little as he gets closer faltering on tempo just a bit to let you know he's getting close
he’s so fucking big, and he's moving like he’ll die again if he can't get you to come first. he starts mumbling filthy nothings pathetically into you ear as he lazily drags a hand down your plush stomach to rub tight circles into your clit
you don’t even know when you both started cumming, him filling you hard and deep as he's painting your walls hot and white, but you know you didn't want it to stop.
a chill runs down your spine when you feel him exhale a strangled breath, your combined fluids leaking out of you as you both come down from your high leaving a milky ring around the base of his cock, so caught up in the euphoria of it all that he forgot to pull out.
there's a different song playing now and the thought of fucking you to it has his dick twitching inside of you all over again
a/n: i wrote this instead of doing my math hw
#jason todd imagine#jason todd smut#jason todd x reader#jason todd x black!reader#jason todd#red hood x reader#red hood#red hood x black!reader#red hood outlaw comic#ive been reading so many comics of jason lately hes alter my brain chemistry a bit#Spotify#SoundCloud#red hood smut#batman: under the red hood#gotham knights#titans x reader
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too hard to find reasons to stay, even true love could not persuade
#911edit#911 abc#eddiediazedit#eddie diaz#buddie#buddieedit#chappell roan#alielook#mialook#tuserrae#usercorinne#my edit#he has been rotating in my brain literally 24/7 lately it's starting to get concerning#also the more i look at this the more i hate the coloring but if i fuck with it any more i'll go insane so. send post
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sabo redraw 🎩💙
timelapse and reference under the cut !
#i love him so much#one piece#sabo#revolutionary sabo#my art#tin art#I DREAMT ABOUTNHIM TWICE RECENTLY#I CUDDLED WITH SABO IN BOTH DREAMS#AND IN MY RECENT DREAM WE EXCHANGED FOREHEAD KISSES#ALSO WHEN I SAW HIM APPEAR I LITERSLLY RAN AND LEAPED INTO HIS ARMS MAKING HIM FALL ONTO THE GROUND#BUT GODDHDJHCJHC#i'm in it deep man#he's all i've been thinking about lately (aside from luffy who lives in my brain) and my godddd i love him so much we need to kiss#every time i'm on call with my friend i'll always bring up sabo#and start yapping about him#whether it's aus headcanons canon... anything#i love my freak of nature so much#he's so crazzzzzzzzzzy! love him!!!
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(gianni voice) erm what the sigma
#madness combat#_myart#2bdamned#madness combat deimos#madness combat sanford#he says shit like Okey Dokey he totally says dumb things to annoy people#i have been drawing a lot of doc lately.#they're all taking turns getting the spotlight in my brain#just little guys bouncing around in there
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That feeling when you get a new blorbo
Please ignore Guen i am terrible at drawing animals
#drizzt do'urden#drizzt#guenhwyvar#the legent of drizzt#my art#i've just been working on commissions lately#and reading obsessively#i have to doodle (especially the MC) so my brain has a real image of it's mental image#anyway i love this stupid awkward drow he is so soft and i feel so sorry for him#i just want him to be happy and i CRIED at the end of sojourn
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💜✨🌠🌟
#danganronpa#drv3#kokichi ouma#ndrv3#oumota#sort of...???? ish#they make me uwu so he's in momota's jacket since it's cute and i didn't feel like drawing two characters#my art#anyway#a small self-indulgent thing#since i've been playing through ndrv3 with a friend lately#re-experiencing it after MANY years#and he's taking over my brain like he never left help#he's so hard to draw right it's not fair
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17 february 2024 i think i hauve Despair Disease
#nagito komaeda#sdr2#danganronpa#danganronpa fanart#fanart#art#wikoart#finished#im an so incredibly ill#i am adult#now#looking at this a couple days later why does he look so weird. it was late when i drew this#@ the person who rbed this saying he doesnt have brain cancer. youre right i cant believe ive been misremmebering for the past 4 months LMF#mixed it up bc he has dementia. brain thing#makes me wonder where exactly he has a lymphoma tho#replaying ch4 today i realise the irony in how he has both dementia and a tumor
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he’s adorable……..
#meraki mumbles#8k words into skully fic... orz i am obsessed#i am so sorry the merakiui blog timeline has been nothing but skully lately ;;;; he's etched himself into my brain
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