#hope u enjoy :)

[wanologic]

designed to view a world unseen

[stozkpile]

Here's nothing

[polar-equinoxx]

Maverick: Your so annoying!!

Ice: *You’re

Maverick: ???????

Slider: ….did you just.. correct speech-

Ice: He said it wrong.

[okkalo]

ran is the type of lover who will bother you every second of the day. even if you’re apart, best believe he is spamming your phone with messages on different platforms. if you don’t answer your phone in five minutes you’ll usually come back to multiple different types of messages.

the first stage is the spam. he sends random stuff, sometimes consisting of only single letters just so you have a lot to scroll through.

the second stage is the guilt trip stage. he’ll send you pictures of stuff you’ve been practically begging for, saying, “i was going to buy you this, but i guess you don’t love me anymore.”

then, the final stage of grief. he sends multiple sad songs about breakups, claiming that they reminded him of you (it’s literally been 3 minutes; calm down, ran). good luck getting to send anything but sad faces after the grief stage. the only way to cheer him up is to go over to his house for a quick cuddle session and a nap.

[linderosse]

Based on a scene from Ch2 of The Secrets We Keep.

(Note: This takes place in the same universe as Wielders of Wisdom. Certain characters’ arcs are intertwined, but you should be able to read one without reading the other.)

[iluvcove]

for @cordeliawhohung ‘s series ‘soft spot’!!

RUINED me (in the best way)

[maalidoesart]

bingqiu at its finest

[elliereject]

nailtech!reader x mechanic!ellie drabble!

this came to me while I was doing my nails (cuz I’ll be damned to pay $40 for 3 strips of paint that’s gonna grow out in week)

the first time mechanic!ellie sees you, is also the first time she ever steps foot in a nail salon, clad in her jumpsuit since she had to come right after her shift. dinas wedding was coming up and she requested that all her bridesmaids gets a matching set of acrylics

mechanic!ellie who thanked dina for letting her just get her short nails painted the simple lilac colour all the other girls were getting.

mechanic!ellie who almost trips over the wet floor sign when she sees you working with a client, looking so focused and so beautiful.

mechanic!ellie who allows a few of the other girls to go ahead of her so she can time it right and get paired with you.

mechanic!ellie who feels her heart melt when you shoot her a warm smile and ask her what she’d like done and if she had a reference picture.

she stares at you blankly, and you tell her you’ll just do something you think she’d like and that you'll change it if she wants.

mechanic!ellie who feels her heart pick up in pace when you grab her hands to inspect her sad excuse of a nail bed.

mechanic!ellie who’s caught of guard when you ask her if she scrubs under her nails

mechanic!ellie clears her throat and says “of course I do” after laughing like you had told her the funniest dad joke in the world (she doesn’t and you didn’t)

mechanic!ellie who tries to crack a joke/flirt?? with you by saying “you look stressed, is painting nails that hard?”

mechanic!ellie who’s confused when you shoot her a sideways glance while cutting her rockhard cuticles because she’s a clueless, grimy, loser.

mechanic!ellie tries to lighten the tension by telling a joke, “hey uh, do you know how you can tell if a mechanic had sex?”

“..what?”

“their middle fingernail’s clean.”

it’s one Joel had told her when she was younger and she hadn't quite understood it, but once she took on the business…well let’s just say it was pretty accurate.

mechanic!ellie who chuckles nervously when you give her a blank stare before cracking a small smile,

she got you.

mechanic!ellie, now that she knows you don’t think she’s a waste of space, talks to you easier and finds out that you’re still in school, but your aunt owns the salon, and you’re working here for experience. your favourite colour to work with is blue, and you once had to tackle a lady who tried to leave without paying.

all’s going well until mechanic!ellie asks you what you’re in school for and shoots you a look when you say this.

“seriously? you don’t want a real job where you like actually work with your hands or something?”

mechanic!ellie says because she’s a STUPID, clueless, grimy, loser.

“what the—this is a real job and I do work with my hands.”

“no, you know what I mean.”

“I don’t actually.” you end the conversation by putting both her hands in the curing machines and getting up to help one of your coworkers.

to mechanic!ellie’s surprise, when the machines beep it’s not you who continues working on her nails, but one of your older coworkers. she feels a pang of confusion and hurt in her chest but quickly shuts it up as she notices most of the bridal party is already done.

mechanic!ellie who looks at her hands a sighs, it was..alright, after you left the lady who took over didn’t really know what you were going for, so it was kind of mismatched but from far away it looked fine.

mechanic!ellie who pays and leaves with the rest of the party and feels her heart sink when she waves at you and you completely turn around.

mechanic!ellie who tells dina about what happened over FaceTime later that night and is taken back when she calls her a stupid idiot.

mechanic!ellie who finds out just how much work nail technicians go through to be able to run a business, plus how much they do for others.

mechanic!ellie who after hanging up googles a bit more about nail techs and reads stories or watches videos about people explaining how their nail tech practically saved their life and how nail art is a way for someone to express themselves as well as a tedious art form that takes patience and heaps of skill.

mechanic!ellie who feels like the biggest idiot ever and gives herself 30 minutes to wallow in self-pity before deciding she needed to find a way to make it right.

mechanic!ellie shows up to your studio right after dinas wedding, still clad in her lilac and off-white tailored suit, luckily she caught you outside just as you were locking up.

mechanic!ellie who apologizes profusely for being such a dumbass, infodumps everything she's learned about nail techs from her research, and explains that she thinks you're very cute and would love to get to know you more.

mechanic!ellie who trails off when you begin to giggle.

"so you did some research?" you offered her a small smile.

"tons," she nodded. "and i'm sorry."

you leaned against the door and smiled wider this time, "you already said that."

she nodded again, "right."

the two of you stared at each other for a second.

mechanic!ellie who breaks the silence first.

"would it be forward to ask you to accompany me as my date to the after-party?"

"it would," you tease. "but i accept."

mechanic!ellie who lets out a sigh of relief before pulling a gorgeous lilac and lily bouquet from behind her back.

"thank god, because it would've been really embarrassing if I'd won the bouquet toss for nothing."

you take the flowers, your smile faltering as you gaze down at your dusty crocs and polish-stained apron "you sure i'm okay to go like this?"

"you look beautiful." mechanic!ellie says honestly.

you nod but she still senses some apprehension, in a quick motion, she reaches behind you and into a potted plant placed before the entrance, smearing dirt on her pants and suitjacket.

"ellie!" you gasp which turns into a shocked giggle.

she grinned, "see, now it just looks like we’re making a statement."

you roll your eyes playfully and the two of you walk, arms interlinked, to her truck and only separate so she can open the door for you.

if anybody wonders who you are, nobody asks, although the two of you do garner a few judgemental glances at the state of your attire.

mechanic!ellie still with that grin on her face pulls the two of you from the open bar onto the dance floor when a slow song starts up, gathering you in her arms and swaying slowly to the sappy music.

mechanic!ellie who knows her face is practically fluorescent after you place a peck to her cheek.

mechanic!ellie who doesn't care one bit.

— ★

sorry if the first part of this is buns i wrote it like over a year ago and just finished it now it’s also my first time writing a blurb like this :p

[knifenotes]

but i’m not sharp like you

↳ fic

[hongluboobs]

ur always chasin that damn Whale🙄‼️

[osamucide]

Hello Barkeep, please may I order one shot of Mr Ango Sakaguchi? 🥴 I swear I haven't already had too many.

FLAVOR PROFILE—dirty talk + blowjob with Ango Sakaguchi

“Fuck, you’re soaking wet for me, pretty.”

His lithe fingers slip out from beneath your waistband to smear the evidence of his statement across your lips, down your chin—your tongue shoots out instinctively but Ango’s kissing you, lapping at the mess he’s made.

“All for me?” he mumbles into your mouth. You nod breathlessly and he’s guiding your touch down to him, hardening in his pants between you. “‘Cause this s’all for you,” he breathes when you cup the head of his throbbing cock.

You’re fumbling off his lap to your knees after one of his hands pull you back from him by your jaw to look at you with eyes that say, you’ll help me out, won’t you?

His chest stutters once you have your tongue pressed to the underside of his tip, trailing those soft licks back and forth that you know get him impatient.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” he sighs, tearing his glasses off and tossing them aside—you always know how to make him fall apart in record time. “So unbelievably gorgeous for me. Ngh—fuck, yes. So good f’me. You love suckin’ this cock, huh?”

His heart swells when you hum your agreement around him, sliding your hands up to unbutton the bottom half of his shirt while he takes the top.

“Yeah, know you do.” Ango winds one hand into your hair and the other into his own, abdomen twitching, serene smile on his flushed face. “Take it all for me, pretty baby.”

[avianii]

hii!!! Could you pls maybe put their designation numbers and rank and name just like with commanders fox and wolffe? Thank uuu!

thought I posted these but evidently not lmfao. ty for the reminder <3

[fsfghgee]

*slides not under door*

Bi-Han and Sektor are at it like rabbits.

Soulmates

— Once again, you outdo yourself. This facility, the armor, even your father's dreams weren't so grand. — Bi-Han declared smilingly, unable to hide the pride he felt for Sektor. — Only you could have replaced him as our master armorer.

Unable to keep his eyes and hands away from the warrior in red for much longer, Bi-Han gently patted her on the shoulder, looking intensely into her eyes. Sektor smiled at how affected he had been since early morning. She loved seeing the desire in the cryomancer's hazel eyes.

— Indeed. — Cyrax, who watched once again her Grandmaster flirt with her instructor while ignoring her existence, rolled her eyes at the scene.

— Is that disrespect? — Not deaf to the mocking tone of Sektor's apprentice. Bi-Han became enraged and approached her only to confront her. — You are fortunate Sektor is your mentor!

— None is intended, Grandmaster. — Startled by the visible fury in the elder's eyes, Cyrax quickly apologized.

— With your permission, I will begin the armor's mass production.

— First, it must be tested in battle. We have found Kuai Liang and his Shirai Ryu. — Bi-Han smiled as he told the news. He knew the news would please Sektor as much as it had pleased him. — They gather at the Wushi for his wedding.

— Attack his wedding?! — Cyrax could hardly believe the Grandmaster's plans. — I am aware what he's done, but...

— Surprise will give us the tactical advantage.

— We may win the battle, but find we lose the war. — Looking from Bi-Han to Sektor, Cyrax got frustrated to see that neither of them had a problem attacking a sacred ceremony like a wedding. — No one will respect us!

— Better to be feared than respected! — Bi-Han snapped, fed up with hearing the young Zaki's protests.

— Ugh. — Cyrax sighed in frustration. — I still cannot believe that Liu Kang capitulated to Outworld, that he agreed to break up our clan.

— He was spineless, as was Kuai Liang, for abiding his surrender. — Sektor decided to intervene, seeing that Bi-Han's irritation with Cyrax was only growing and he would soon lose his temper.

— They gave up on the Lin Kuei. But we will not! — Bi-Han stated determinedly. And Sektor smiled at her beloved's performance. — Go. Begin attack preparations.

— Already she suspects our deception. — Watching Cyrax leave the room to do as she was ordered, Sektor commented to Bi-Han when they were alone. — Eventually, she will learn the truth about Kuai Liang.

— We will be ready when she does. — Bi-Han smiled confidently. And before Sektor could question the Grandmaster's plan, he took her by surprise by pulling her by the waist. — For now... — Feeling her body pressed against his and fitting so perfectly, he leaned in until their foreheads touched. — We have some unfinished business to attend to.

— And what would that be about? — Caressing the cryomancer's big, shapely biceps, gliding her fingers over his caramel skin until wrapped her arms around his neck, Sek whispered sweetly with her lips mere millimeters away from his. 

— Like you made me hard earlier in the office...

— Do you intend to punish me, Grandmaster? — She asked meekly, looking into the cryomancer's eyes with a faux-innocence. — I've been such a good girl...

She knew how to turn him on with minimal effort. 

— Do you want a reward? — Caressing her delicate nose with his big one, he restrained himself not to kiss her, torturing himself in an attempt to torture her. — Or a punishment? — He murmured slowly, even huskier. — Tell me what you want…

— Both.

Bi-Han smiled when he heard his babe's greedy answer.

— Then you shall have it. — Eager to have Sektor in his bed again, he picked her up and carried her to the nearest elevator while kissing her ardently.

Moaning on his lips, she reciprocated the cryomancer's burning desire for her. In sensual movements, allowing his tongue to enter and play with hers as he pleased, the obscene sounds of their kiss wetted her from the inside out.

— L-Let's do it here. — Pressed against the elevator wall by his strong body, the armor was about to suffocate her from so much heat she felt.

— So impatient… — Bi-Han smiled at how her thoughts aligned with his. And in vain, he tried to take off her armor. — H-How can I take this off…

— Grandmaster?!

— F-Frost? — Shocked to hear his apprentice’s voice behind him when the elevator doors finally opened, Bi-Han quickly released Sektor and tried to catch his breath before turning to look at the younger woman. — Y-You… Do you need me for something?

Noticing how messy and flushed her Grandmaster was, Frost sniffed with contempt before dismissing him.

— No. I was just… — Undeterred by Sektor’s haughty posture and irritated look, Frost looked her up and down before looking back at her Grandmaster. — Just, forget it.

Bi-Han sighed, confused by the young woman's behavior, but not being in the right frame of mind to question why at the moment, he just let it go.

— Why was she on your floor?

— I don't know and I don't care. — There wasn't much he could think about after watching Frost take another elevator and disappear from sight. He had a big storm in his pants that clouded his thoughts. — Come.

— She shouldn't have access to this floor, Bi-Han! — Outraged by the freedom he was giving his apprentice, the warrior in red broke free from the blue one's grip and crossed her arms before he could hold her hand again. — I don't like this apprentice of yours… — If the girl wasn't a cryomancer with so much potential, she would have already killed her just for the way she looked at her beloved. — Sometimes she looks at you as if she wanted to eat you alive.

— Or maybe you're just jealous. And you know that there is no…

— It's not jealousy! — Bi-Han laughed in disbelief.

— Come here. — In another attempt to have her with him, he pulled her by the waist. — I'm only yours. — Softly saying what she already knew. He left a peck on her lips, followed by her nose, cheek… — Only yours... — He covered her with kisses until he found his way back to her full, pink lips. — I only have eyes for you.

Kissing her deeply, he dove into the moisture of Sek's mouth, engaging in a sensual battle with her tongue until she surrendered to his control. Desperate to take everything she had to offer, he carried her to his bedchamber and laid her down on the wide bed.

— Take off your armor. — It didn't sound like an order, but she obeyed as if it were.

Getting up from the bed slowly, she continued to look at the urgency in his eyes as she removed her armor, pleasantly surprising him by showing her half-naked body beneath it.

— You're so beautiful. — Eager to have her completely naked, he freed her breasts from the protective top and massaged the soft, smooth, fleshy mounds, leaving them almost as red as the color of her panties.

— B-Bi-Han… — Biting her lips to control the moans that threatened to escape as the cryomancer explored her body, trailing soft kisses from her elegant neck to her collarbones... — Ah…

Melting in his arms, she only held on tighter when she felt her body being thrown back onto the bed and the weight of the cryomancer's muscular body falling with her, covering her completely.

He nibbled and sucked her fleshy lips before trailing soft kisses across her delicate skin, easily marking her with light hickeys wherever he touched, with his rough fingers as he squeezed and released her soft white butt, leaving her completely naked as he pulled down her panties…

He slid his thick, long fingers between her labia, sucked her areolas hard, circling his tongue over her sensitive nipples as he caressed her plump pussy. Raising his eyes only to admire the expression of pleasure on his baby's beautiful face as he thrust two fingers deep into her tight little hole.

— You're so wet, babe. — He smiled at how easily his fingers slid inside the warm walls of her  little pussy. Speeding up the movements of his fingers, he pounded faster until she squirmed with pleasure.

— B-Bi-Han, a-ah... — Unable to bear the cryomancer's torture any longer, she held his hand tightly, stopping his intense movements. — P-Please…

— Please what? — There was nothing that gave him more pleasure than having a woman like her begging for him. — What do you want me to do?

— T-Take me... — He smiled at the urgency in her tone. — F-Fuck me, now.

With his hard, throbbing cock tucked away in his trousers, Bi-Han assessed how much he wanted to get inside her and how much he wanted to get back at her for their morning in the office.

It would only be fair if he left her wanting after she had done the same to him earlier…

— B-Bi-Han…

In a quick, surprising move, he grabbed her and quickly put her on all fours. With the sight of Sek's round, plump ass and her pink wet pussy glistening with pleasure, begging for him to enter, he quickly took off his own clothes before fitting himself at her entrance.

— Call me Grandmaster.

— No way-- Ah!

— Come on, babe. —  Caressing her red buttock after the loud slap, Bi-Han controlled himself from penetrating her as he rubbed his length over her warm, wet little hole. — Do you want this or not?

— B-Bi-Han… — She bit her lip at his cruelty when she felt a hard slap once again, on her other buttock, right after he pushed into her, torturing her by making her feel just the tip of his member entering. — A-ah...

— Come on, Chō, we don't have much time.

— Fuck me, GrandMas-- A-ah… — Closing her eyes as she felt him pushing into her harder and stretching her out, she struggled to keep herself in the position he wanted. — …master.

Wasting no time, he grabbed her hips tightly, thrusting himself inside her brutally. Going hard and fast, faster and faster, as she welcomed his invasion...

Pushing himself deeper and deeper, as if testing how far Li'l Bo's pussy could take being stretched. She felt him huge inside her. So aurosed that he was thicker, longer and harder than ever. Rocking her against the mattress with such force that his member pounded. Stretching her to the point where she couldn't tell the difference between pain and pleasure. She could take it all. She wanted it all. She craved more. She wanted more of him.

— T-Tell me you're mine.

— A-Ahh…

— Tell me you belong to me. — Refusing to pull out of her, as she came on his cock and collapsed on the bed. He continued on top of her, inside her, kissing her sweaty neck and nape as he thrust even deeper and harder. — S-Say it…

— I-I'm yours. Bi-Han… — Trembling and dizzy from the recent orgasm and intense movements, she almost screamed at the punishing bite on her shoulder. — A-Ah… Master.. G-Grandmaster… — Sometimes slower, sometimes faster. He had already lost track of time since he entered that room. — I-I belong to you.

Her soft butt was already hurting with the force of the thrusts of the cryomancer's muscular hips, his body was robust and solid as rock, the body of a true warrior built from a very young age. She shivered in delight, aware of his more intense moans and heavier breathing that preceded his cold jets of semen launched directly into her warm interior.

— No… N-Not yet… — With a bit of the sharp reflex she still had left, she grabbed his buttocks when he made a move to pull out of her and pulled him back in, reveling in being filled with everything he had. Bi-Han thrust deep again on instinct, spilling so much cum inside her that the cold liquid soon ran down her legs, dripping onto the bed. — Ah…

— You did great. — Then Bi-Han covered Sektor's sweaty back with kisses as he got off her, whispering soft compliments against her warm skin, he revered her in the few ways he knew how. Panting and with his strength almost gone, he collapsed next to her soon after.

This was what he had been missing for a long time. After so much time wasted in Outworld supporting Shao's army in battles, returning to Arctika and Sektor spending every day and night managing the production of the armor — and the army using science — unless he forced her to rest and took her place, the constant modernization of the palace that she insisted on personally supervising, his hunts for the Shirai Ryu compound, his occasional business trips to Outworld, negotiations with the Red Dragons...

Left them with almost no time alone, just the two of them. Much less time to deepen the connection between their spirits, strengthen the bonds of their souls and transcend passion through the union of their bodies.

— We need to prepare for the attack. We can't teleport directly to the academy before--

— Wait. — Still recovering his strength, he hurried to grab her arm before she got out of bed. — Stay here with me. — Hugging her waist right after, he practically pulled her onto his lap, burying his face in the crook of her neck. — Just for a few more minutes.

— Let me go, Bi-Han. — Finding her cold tone of voice strange, so suddenly. He turned her to him.

— What's wrong?

— Nothing.

— What did I do wrong? — Her silence and how much she avoided looking him in the eyes forced him to think about what could have upset her and still searching for an answer for her sudden bad mood, he remembered the three words that always softened her heart. — I love you.

Sektor scoffed at the way he spoke, rolling her eyes before wiping away a stubborn tear.

— Why do you do this to me? — It was so stupid, she felt stupid, how he could unbalance her so easily.

Bi-Han smiled, relieved that it had worked. However, still feeling confused by the sadness in her eyes, he kissed from her shoulder to her neck, trailing an imaginary path to her lips which he kissed passionately. Trying to convey through that kiss everything she meant to him.

— Bi-Han…

— Don't you want to receive your reward? — Laying her back on the bed, between her legs, he pressed his semi-erect penis between Sektor's sticky flesh.

— Bi-Han, n-no… W-We can't… — Ignoring the young Bo's whimpers, knowing full well that they were not sincere or else she would have already pushed him away, he continued rubbing his member against her until it slid inside her, already completely hard. — A-ah…

— H-How can you squeeze me so well? — Fascinated and still panting a little, he hugged her as the warm walls of her vagina embraced him, getting tighter and tighter as his cock plunged deeper. — Your pretty pussy was made to be used by me.

— B-Bi-Han, we can't be late…

— I am the Grandmaster of the Lin Kuei, Sektor. They wait for me. — Moving slowly at first, making her get used to his invasion again, he caressed her soft skin until he found the little hole that had been unused until then. — A-And for you… — With his own cum that was still dripping fresh from her, he lubricated the small entrance before invading with his first finger.

— B-Bi-Han…

— Y-You and I… — Rolling around in bed with her body pressed against his, so that she was on top, he kissed her again and again while fucking her two little holes at the same time. — Y-You and I. That's all that matters…

— A-Ah…

— S-Sektor… — After making love intensely, repeatedly. Bi-Han rested with Sektor on his strong chest. He caressed her narrow back sleepily while she spread kisses across his chest and caresses his chiseled abdomen. — M-Maybe… Maybe I won't survive the battles ahead...

— What are you babbling about, Bi-Han? — Confused by his melancholic tone, she stared at him ready to dispel whatever kind of weakness he was showing. — I will never let anything happen to you! As long as I draw breath from my lungs, I will–

— I'm not a coward, Sektor! You will never fight to defend me. I defend both of us and you defend yourself. — Seeing that she disagreed, he took a deep breath, offended by her stubbornness. — That's our deal.

— You can't stop me from protecting you.

— Promise me that you'll never risk your life for me. — Seeing nothing but defiance in her eyes, he turned them around, inverting their positions on the bed. — Promise me, Sektor! — With her pinned under him, he ordered as if he were angry. However, as he very well knew, Sektor could read through his anger and differentiate real anger from times when it was just feelings of hurt and/or fear being covered up. — I-I can't lose you too.

— And I can't lose you, Bi-Han. — Caressing his face with devotion, taking the opportunity to tuck the shortest strand of his long, silky black hair that had been down a while ago behind his ear, she had the final word. — I love you more than anything else in this life.

She confessed, holding back her tears. It wasn't easy to give up some of her own beliefs to continue supporting the man she loved. But the man she loved wasn't just any man. He was her confidant, her lover, her true love, her Grandmaster and her eternal ice prince. The connection between them transcended flesh, space and even time.

— Never abandon me.

— I will always be by your side.

Seeing the sincerity in her eyes and feeling the honesty in her words, Bi-Han turned away for a moment to  reach for something on the bedside table. Hearing the sound of the drawer being opened, Sektor caressed and kissed his back, waiting for the so-called reward. The small box that held the clan’s oldest family heirloom, passed down from grandmaster to grandmaster for thousands of years, was not what Sektor expected to see.

— I want you to have this. — Her eyes shone with the reflection and she gasped as she saw clearly what he was offering.

— Bi-Han, I-I… I can’t accept this. This stone is not just any gemstone, this is…

— The Arctikan Hailstone. I know. — He smiled before closing the small ornate box and placing it in her hands. — And I want you to keep it. — Before she could argue again, he cupped her face and kissed her slowly, silencing her. — If anything happens to me. You will be Grandmaster, my love. This stone will belong to you sooner or later. I'd rather you receive it from me before anyone else has the chance to get their hands on it.

— Nothing will happen to you, Bi-Han. — She squeezed his hand, giving him reassurance through her simple touch. — This stone is the most treasured possession for a Grandmaster. Tradition dictates that…

— You are my most treasured possession, Miss Bo. — She laughed breathlessly before slapping his strong chest, embarrassed that he had reminded her of the way he called her when she was the master of his adopted foreign brother. Bi-Han smiled briefly at having made her blush and smile so beautifully, holding her hand on his chest, he spoke seriously. — Never forget that.

.....

[mushramoo]

warmup monty doodle

[krisalyce]

oooo u wanna draw sophella sooooo bad …. 🌀🌀🌀🌀

@queefsencen are u sure this isn’t you….

[oliverhangout]

haven’t been on here in a bit