#i have intense brainrot

[ravenrambles6229]

Born to be a ninja, forced to pay taxes

[defness]

Thinks about oc no one knows about except my systir and my Bestie

[racingwest]

i think it's pretty clear who's who

[lilisettean]

Hot Steam | Xavier/Reader

About: What started as a nice soak in the hot springs with Xavier turned into something more...

Pairing: Xavier/Reader

Notes: I don't have the memory Kind Words for Xavier itself so idk what goes on in that scene but the art itself made me go . I need him I need to write him and mc in the hot springs.

AO3: Read here!

Warnings: Age 18+ only please. Enjoy :)

“This was not what I had in mind when you told me to come sit closer.”

You said, doing your best to look him in the eye and not let your eyes wander down further. But he did not extend the same courtesy to you.

“Then what did you have in mind?” Xavier asked as he toyed with the towel that was stubbornly wrapped around your body. He had complained about you sitting too far away from him while in the hot spring beforehand and caught you off guard when you scooted closer, grabbing and lifting you by the waist and then plopping you down onto his lap. While you didn’t mind the closeness of it all, something about being skin to skin and almost naked made you feel… exposed.

It didn’t help that his hand was still on your waist, resting at the small of your back. How easy would it for him to slide his hand down further and slip it under the flimsy towel–

A sudden kiss to your bare shoulder pulled you out of your thoughts. He was staring up at you, his eyes dark and intense. He didn’t care your breasts were pressed against him, the towel shielding your form from him barely holding on. 

Or maybe he did care, since you could suddenly feel something poking at your thigh.

“What’s on your mind?” He asked, his expression unchanging despite knowing you could feel his growing problem under you.

“What do you think?” You retorted as calmly as possible. You thought it was impossible to feel yourself grow even hotter, being in a hot spring and all. But you did, his touch planting seeds of desire under your skin. Especially when he hooked his fingers onto the hem of your towel.

You nodded when he looked toward you for permission. And with one smooth motion, the fabric that protected you from the world, from his dark, predatory gaze, fell around you and sunk into the hot spring. 

The soft sigh he let out then broke the peaceful silence of the hot spring, his hot breath fanning your exposed breast. Lifting his hand out of the water, he dragged a finger against the round of your right breast, as though committing the sight before him to memory.

“You’re so beautiful.” Xavier breathed out, before pulling you down to a kiss. It felt tender at first, gentle like he was to you. But as seconds ticked by, the kiss grew more intense, headier, with him palming your breast and thumbing over your pert nipple as his other hand drew you closer to him. 

And then, you felt it. You gasped as he pulled you flush against his hardness. The soft cotton fabric brushed past your clit and his clothed tip pushed insistently against your entrance. Taking advantage of your surprise, he slipped his tongue past your lips and deepened the kiss, slowly grinding himself up and down your heat.

“I don’t— I don’t think we should do this here.” You said, breathless after parting from his lips. His hands were incredibly distracting, wandering about and teasing you. But that was nothing compared to his hardened cock resting between your folds, throbbing every now and then to remind you of your shared predicament.

“You’re right. Shall we head back inside?” 

Before you could climb off his lap however, he slipped an arm under you and lifted you, hauling you up to his shoulder with one arm. 

Like a prize won by a successful hunter.

“Wait– I can walk–”

“No.” Xavier said, carrying up and into the room you booked, suddenly glad that you opted for a private hot spring instead. He gently laid you down on the bed before climbing on top of you, his piercing gaze never leaving you once. 

“What kind of hunter would I be if I let my prize go?”

[counting-stars-gayly]

I think Mike and Will’s first kiss should be in a quiet moment with little to no stakes — just a gentle, yet emotional, “hey, I want you to know how I feel” kind of moment. I think it would really showcase how different their relationship is from Mike and Eleven’s because Mike’s big, romantic moments with her tend to be dire or frustrating. His love for Will has never been like that. Sure, there have been dire circumstances, but even in those moments, love was soft and unprompted.

[aerequets]

i think they should dance and also have fun while doing it 

reference image under the cut 

buy me a coffee

[ronioli]

*Bmblb starts playing in the background*

[ghoulbrain]

my favorite aspect of vaultghoul is how they started off with such an intense power imbalance, but lucy managed to flip it on its head by single-handedly taking out that facility and helping him. in one swift move she showed him that her ideals aren't just cotton candy. that she can be strong AND good. he may have played a hero once upon a time, but she's the real deal.

you can see that's precisely what's on his mind when he meanders in there and pops in one of his old movies. the exact movie that marked a moral shift for his heroic character.

The audience, they wanna see that even a good man such as yourself can be driven too far.

and he was. he was driven so far into doing what it took to survive that he forgot what it takes to be human. lucy is his reminder.

[thefrogdalorian]

I think it's hilarious that Din freezes The Mythrol in carbonite because he won't stop yapping.

I mean, obviously he started wandering through the Razor Crest and that probably spooked Din, but I think the constant questions were also a factor. Like, if the little blue dude had just shut up maybe the socially anxious bounty hunter would've just let him sit there quietly until they got to Nevarro.

Anyway freezing someone because they won't shut up is a mood and Din was iconic for that!

[woolysstuff]

he has the power of god and anime on his side !!

[the-woman-upstairs]

Lassen shoots his shot right out there in front of the entire crew and Freddie’s only response is “Hmmmmm….try harder :) :) :)”

[reybitesback]

Blink twice if you need help Kyojurou!

[oxen-nyx]

So this art is actually years old (and doesn’t really reflect my current artstyle all that much lol) and I cannot for the life of me remember if I already posted this or not BUT!!!

I shall post it (again possibly)

The fancomic below is of START AGAIN START AGAIN START AGAIN, the prologue of In Stars And Time to avoid confusion. So yeah.

I forgot I even made this. Ha.

SPOILERS FOR START AGAIN START AGAIN START AGAIN BELOW (I think, I honestly can’t remember but the general vibe is spoilery I think)

[chocomarbless]

OH WE ARE SO BACK

after months of radio silence!! we have news!

closed beta applications have been opened for the uk and austrailia eeeee 2024 is on the horizon

scala looks absolutely beautiful as well, oh my god

IT IS HE (he’s not okay he hasn’t even began to process the end of the last game. can’t wait to see how THAT plays out)

[fallingyams]

My daily Sherliam brainrot (ft. me just doing silly things in Japan.)

[collegeboysam]

Summary:

After many years of self-destructive reflection, Aemond Targaryen has come to terms with the conclusion that he needs Lucerys Velaryon getting run through. Be by his sword or by his cock, he does not care. Both, perhaps, if he’s being honest with himself. So, when time comes for Lucerys—heir to Driftmark and second son of the Queen—to become betrothed following the old costume of political unions, all his suitors start to drop like flies. Aemond watches with amusement the chaos that the harm and disappearance of high-borns causes across the realm, all with a perfectly composed expression. Mostly. He knows it won’t take long before someone in the small council or his family finds out the entire thing’s his doing. Doesn’t matter. His dear nephew simply cannot belong to anyone else when he still has so much to repay to Aemond first. Flesh for flesh is what he wants. No, what he needs. More so after realizing Lucerys himself might be plagued by the same desperate hunger Aemond has been fighting for years. Can’t have any of it if the little fucker is getting married to someone else.

Fic on AO3

Pairing: Aemod Targaryen/Lucerys Velaryon

Rating: Explicit

Main Tags: Enemies to Lovers, Canon Divergence, Aged-Up Characters, Hate to Love, Mutual Pining, Mutual Lusting, Slow Burn, Mutually Obsessed Body Worship/Sex.