#i legit quite proud of this

[mrbrojangles]

Got some fridge magnets and then accidentally wrote an absolute wailer of a poem.

[smokbeast]

could we get fang in ♠️, or like their armor of some sort for the (a) story line

if they don’t have armor that’s fine :-)

funny enough i get to show that fang did in fact used to wear armor at some point in his story so here you go!!

[dont-open-dead-inside-net]

*voice of boy who just experienced romantic/sexual attraction for the first time* did you guys see that. that was insane. wdym you live like this

[thatofabeavers]

Being a legacy player is weird because I think I should be good at the game, I used to be good at the game, but also it's been 2 years I am no longer good at this game

[flightlesspotatoe]

Hehe…. Coming out post? 🏳️‍⚧️ erm yeah literally never told anyone except like 3 people so wooooo

[rowanhoney]

predicament also due to the fact my friends and I are all creatives with day jobs and conflicting schedules

[just-some-user-hunny]

For hellsings request n bit of a history buff since there are legit living descendents of Vlad the impaler

How would Alucard and Integra be during international meetings with a royal who is the last direct bloodline of when he was human before being a vampire, seeing that the descendent is quite shy but very responsible with the country they are ruling

Oh my gosh I think this is the first hellsing request I’ve ever received! I’m so happy😭💕

Ooohhh that’s such a cool idea!!! Alucard would probably be so taken back at the realisation that he has actual blood descendants, someone related to him, family, that he would probably become very protective and probably fatherly over them. He is conflicted however- he is an incredibly complex person, and he feels disconnected from being human (he was arguably just as much a tyrant when he was alive as he is as a monster) that he’d internally struggle a little with the concept of having something so mortal and fragile connected to the last few pieces of him that remained after he turned, as if they exist as a reflection of himself when he was young and mortal (painful memories he doesn’t like thinking about), so he’d certainly be a complicated mix of hovering protective father, and a dismissive shadow until he at least works through his own internal feelings about them.

However, seeing them rule well would make him proud. He was a certainly memorable and glorious figure in history (mostly for his gory actions), so to see the last of his blood doing well would make him feel at least a little accomplished. Something good came from him, this person is the last shred of humanity and light to come from his blood.

This little meek thing is of his blood? He’d tease, playfully of course.

Integra is intrigued. Both by your mere existence, and of Alucards reaction. Her eyes would probably be on her hound the moment you introduced yourself, curious of his reaction. She’s surprised- but pleasantly so. She’s interested to see you live up to the name of the infamous impaler.

[mxltifxnd0m]

too tongue tied ఌ s. winchester

summary: social media/modern era au with stanford! sam winchester

pairings: established sam winchester x reader, sam winchester x fem! reader

warnings: none really, no use of 'y/n', fluff, slice of life, unofficial part two of must be love, can be read as a standalone, title is a lyric from must be love by laufey

a/n: lol i hope you guys enjoy this unofficial part two of my other smau with sam. a part two got requested quite a bit so i gave the people what they wanted 🤭

remember a comment or reblog helps out a lot and i hope you guys enjoyed this as much i did while making it 😁

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[whatudowhennooneseesyou]

𝓢𝓸𝓯𝓽𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻: 𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓮𝓹𝓱𝓸𝓷𝓮

Content Includes: Bang Chan x fem!inexperienced reader, daddy kink, edging, body worship, PRAISE, dirty talk, kissing, begging, oral (fem receiving), CORRUPTION KINK (HEAVY) and possessiveness

Word Count: 1.6 K

Bang Chan adored you. 

He adored your confidence, your upbeat personality and your humour. 

He observed the way you'd make your friends blush with your compliments and suggestive sense of humour. 

Bang Chan was completely fine in sharing this side of you with the world, even proud to be your side whilst you do so. 

Because the world would never completely see all of you, there was a dual nature and a vulnerable layer. 

That was for him and him alone. 

'Is there anything you'd like me to do?' 

Chan's thoughts were brought back to the present upon hearing your voice, your fingers tracing lines on his skin and cheeks flushed as he hovered over you. 

'Not right now baby' 

He gently brushed the hair back from your forehead, leaning down to press a gentle peck to your mouth, his hair brushing against yours as he stared directly into your eyes…filled with eagerness but slight nervousness. 

'Just lie back and let go for me, let me love on my babygirl and show you how special you are'. 

It was a truly romantic night with soft droplets of rain pattering outside the window and a soft, yellow-dimmed night light casting shadows on your face and panty-clad body. 

The kisses on your mouth were languid and relaxed, his tongue gently swiping your bottom lip and nipping the flesh lightly…he was purely embracing the moment, after all. 

The quiet, late night-early morning hours were HIS hours to love and care for you, when yesterday was the past but it’s still not quite tomorrow yet and he can just focus on your flushed cheeks and cute, pretty whines as he adores you with his heart, tongue, mouth, hands and cock. 

(I’m listening to Say Yes to Heaven (slowed+reverb) by Lana Del Ray and I’m legit tearing up right now…I youtube’d ‘sad but romantic’ playlist for inspiration…I love it.)

A soft hand cradled your jawline as warm and wet kisses were trailed down your neck, your body alight with need and Chan smiled into your skin at your quiet sighs and pants. 

‘That’s it baby, get worked up for me’ 

He hummed into your skin, his curly hair brushing against your chest as he buried his face between your breasts, closing his eyes as he inhaled your scent and momentarily basked in your warmth. 

‘No hiding from me okay? It’s just you and me right now’. 

Warmth spread between your thighs as you felt Chan lick and suck your nipples, releasing to place soft kisses on the plushy flesh before latching his mouth on your nipple again, his hums and groans reverberating through your chest and core. 

‘And I love that you’re shy for me’ 

You felt his kisses slide down your stomach and the anticipation of where his mouth would settle next was causing your pants to increase and chest rise in arousal, your body already shivering under his touch. 

‘And I’m the only one to touch you like this, to teach you things, to MAKE you feel like this’. 

His tongue licked over your crotch and it made you jolt, a surprised whine filling the air and fuck, maybe it was embarassing in how easily he could rile you up. 

And fuck, your whines and whimpers made Chan’s cock ache in his briefs every damn time. 

‘Channie…fuck’ 

You gasped out, running a hand through your hair as he focused on eating you out over the underwear, tensing the fabric over your clit and pushing the soaked material in between your folds. 

‘Mmm…keep talking to me baby, you can talk out loud with your friends…’ 

He teased between licks and swipes over your soaked panties as his hand anchored your hips to the bed. 

‘You can be loud with me right?’ 

Chan just wanted you to break apart for him, to see you tremble, to see you whimper and feel your heart and soul exposed under his hands. 

And by god, he would settle for teasing and taunting to have you beg for him to show you more pleasure, to show you more love, more care. 

And he would fucking enjoy it too. 

‘Please…Chris…it’s not enough….more’ 

He shook his head against your crotch, his curly hair tickling the skin of your thighs. 

‘You want me to eat you out for real baby, you gotta call me by the name I want’. 

Hunting eyes locked upon your shy ones and you could feel the power Chan had over in this moment, the power you LET him have and how small it made you feel. 

You loved every second of it. 

‘Da..’ You hesitated, mouth quivering in anticipation before speaking again. 

‘Please…eat me out for real…Dad..dy’ 

Your cheeks and chest were blushed scarlett with embarrassment and fuck, Chris’s patience was dwindling with how enticing and FREE you were under his touch. 

‘Good girl baby…see? That wasn’t hard now was it?’ He teased. 

Nimble fingers thumbed around the hem and your body responded promptly, goosebumps pimpling where his fingers were. 

The panties dropped to the floor and you were now fully nude under Chan’s gaze, who still had his briefs on-and it took A LOT of control to not stare at how hard he was- feeling a sense of pride rush to your chest. 

‘Wow-wow-wow’ 

Chris spoke as he gently spread your knees even further apart as he admired how WET you were with just a few licks and caressess. 

‘There’s always so much for Daddy to eat while you’re under me every time’. 

He peppered kisses up your left thigh and enjoyed how whiney you were getting before moving his attention to your right thigh. 

‘Pleasssee Daddy….this cum is all for you…right?’

You glanced up at him shyly and your torso became flushed from how shy you were, still testing the art of dirty talk and only now getting used to it. 

Chan’s eyes narrowed in eagerness from your remark and how polite you looked when you said it- a twinge of nerves hidden under all the talk. 

‘Mmm, and there’ll be even more once I’m finished for tonight baby’. 

His head disappeared between your legs as he lapped up your scent and tasted you on his tongue, murmuring out a deep groan of satisfaction as he worshipped you. 

He ate you out like a man starved, his hands anchoring your hips to the bed as he wrapped his plush lips around your clit, sucking it between his teeth before flicking underneath with his tongue….pulling away to breathe out ‘you’re doing so well’ before diving back in and repeating it again. 

You didn’t taste or smell like berries and peaches- Chan just loved the taste of YOU, your smell on his fingers, YOUR scent in his airways, YOUR cum on his tongue…the heat and stickiness a reminder of the pleasure he was giving you. 

He’d suck the anxiety out of you if he could, suck the shyness out and lick away the insecurity, push inside of you and fill you with his love. 

‘Your cunt’s dripping for me babygirl, are you going to let Daddy fill you now? You’ll let me take care of you?’ 

Your enthusiastic whines and pleas were enough for Chan to push his briefs down, step out of them and leave them on the floor as he helped shove a pillow under your hips. 

‘I’m ready…want to feel you-I’m okay’ 

You hoped your words of reassurance and the comforting swipes of your hands down the planes of his chest were enough for him. 

‘It’ll be like last time- just nice and gentle’. 

A final nod was exchanged, the air thick with desire as Chris reached for the base of his cock and your ankles locked around his hips. 

‘Fuck baby…hmm!’ Chris panted into your mouth as he eased his cock into you- inch by inch. 

‘S-so good, you’re so tight’

Both your bodies were trembling- but for different reasons. 

Yours from struggling to take him fully, your body not quite moulded to his size yet. 

He is struggling to fully hold back, his white knuckles gripping the sheets. 

A shaky breath filled the room as he bottomed out, Chris could feel his cock throb in your tight heat, his self-control holding on by a mere thread. 

‘I…D-daddy needs to move’ He panted out, voice caught in his throat and tight with strain. 

Your head moved quickly in consent, followed by small hums and moans- too overwhelmed and fucked-out to speak- if Chris could see by the glassiness of your eyes. 

A loving and heartfelt kiss was placed upon your mouth, his lips trailing to kiss your forehead whilst he adjusted himself above you. 

‘F-fuck baby’ He groaned out at the first slide, pulling almost all the way out before rocking back in again. 

Moments went by before he could feel your body relax, your brow less furrowed, your grip less tense and voice sounding less strained. 

‘You’re taking me so well my beautiful babygirl’ 

He kissed you sloppily, messily but it was filled with love and care as he slowly increased his pace, groaning at how your hands curled under his shoulders and your head tilted back on the pillow. 

‘This is just the beginning, once you’re used to me- I want you on top of me…I’ll mmm!’ 

Chris’s pace began to falter and he was going to hit his peak really- REALLY soon and he just so graciously NEEDED to express his care for you. 

‘I want you from behind- fuck, I’ll take you against the wall, it’ll be MY cock, MY hands and MY body showing you, making you scream and moan for me…if I’m the first- then i’ll be the last because you’re MINE now and you belong to me’. 

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[artists-ally]

Can you please write some more Azriel smut with his mate thank you !!!

{Bow} Reader x Azriel

Oh babes, you ask and you shall receive. Y'all went fucking BANANAS with my last Az smut, so here ya go you filthy sluts (i'm the filthiest slut there is i write this shit) Also you cannot convince me that Az isn't a dom. Enjoy!! Title from this song

Word Count: 2,869

Warnings: smut, spanking, spitting, choking, praise kink, breeding kink, possessive behavior, bondage, dom/sub vibes

Tagging: @librafairy @needylilgal022

Summary: Azriel goes a little feral after the mating bond snaps into place.

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I knew it was going to happen. I could feel it coming. Just one of those once-in-a-lifetime feelings when you just know something is going to happen. There wasn’t anything I could do to warn Az since he was on the other end of the continent in Illyria. 

But my bones buzzed when he told me he was coming home. It was just a caress down the bond, a flicker of his shadow around my hand to let me know, but it was intense. I didn’t know if he knew or not, but I certainly did. 

“Okay, why are you pacing around?” Mor snapped me out of my thoughts. 

“I think it’s going to happen. Like today,” I said through a hurried breath. Mor squealed and I flinched, the sound doing nothing to help the vein pulsing in my head. 

“Oh my gods oh my gods I cannot believe it!” She jumped up and down. “Finally.”

“Hey,” I frowned slightly. “It’s not our fault. And we both agreed we’d wait until it felt right to pursue it. Who knew it would take two and a half years.”

“Can I say how proud of you I am for waiting? I could never be that patient,” Mor grabbed me by my shoulders. “I am so happy for you, Yn. No one in Prythian deserves this more than you two.” “Thanks,” I smiled sweetly, taking her hands in mine. I inhaled sharply and let it out. “What do I do?”

“You need to make him something to eat,” Mor hurried out, dragging me out of the living room of the Townhouse and into the kitchen. “What’s his favorite thing to eat?”

I thought for a moment, stuffing down the urge to say me and trying to think of a legit response. “He has always loved those pork dumplings I made for Solstice one year.”

“Perfect,” Mor ran around and grabbed the ingredients I listed off. “Let's make this the most memorable meal of his life!”

For about an hour I kneaded and folded the little dumplings into half circles, filling them with pork and vegetables before sealing them and dropping them in a pan. I was filled with so much excitement that the normally terrifying process of splattering oil didn't faze me. It was so hard to think about anything other than Azriel and what we’d do later tonight. Hopefully, anyway. 

I remember what Feyre told me about her and Rhys. What Cassian said about him and Nesta. That it had been a fury of teeth and tongues and touches. That there wasn’t any time to be wasted. The want. The primal need for each other and how brutal it was. But how satisfying and soul-bonding it was. 

Quite literally.

I finished the last of them up, plating the others for when he got home. He was getting closer; the shadow he always left me with was writhing between my fingers, circling around my wrist. 

“Okay, I will make sure everything is tidy and then I’m gone. And I will make sure no one comes within a three mile radius of this place for the next week. Or until you send word Azriel isn’t going to rip someone's head off.”

I rolled my eyes, “We’ll be fine. He’s almost here so get out.” “Good luck,” she winked, disappearing behind the corner. The front door opened and closed and I watched her winnow away. 

Why am I so nervous? It isn’t like it’s our first date all over again. He has seen the most intimate parts of my body, the most intricate parts of my mind and yet I was shivering with anticipation. Not nerves– excitement. 

I can hear the mighty beat of his wings as he approaches, and I see him land in the back garden, pushing his wind-blown hair off his forehead. My heart is at a furious pace. Gods he looks… it’s like I’m seeing him all over again. For the first time. All those thoughts and feelings rushing into me. 

There isn’t a fucking doubt in my mind that this is going to happen. 

Azriel draws open the back door and turns his head to the left, then to the right to find me motionless in the kitchen. “Yn…”

He says my name in the same breathless way he has since he learned what it was years ago. Our eyes lock and he shuts the door behind him. Azriel doesn’t waste a single second, scooping me up and drawing me in tight against his chest. He smells of the slight salt and lemon of the Sidra, but deep down his natural, rugged scent washes over me. 

“I have to stop taking such long trips to the Camp,” Azriel grumbles a laugh, pressing his lips to the top of my head. He takes a deep breath, then releases it. When I don’t respond– or chuckle alongside him– he draws back. “Yn?”

All I can do is look at him. His eyes are impossibly green at this moment. All the flecks of gold and amber igniting them. My chest is tight and the edges of my control are slipping. 

He furrows his brows, “Is everything…” And the words die on his tongue. 

It’s like Prythian tilts and slides into the sea. Down down down we go with it. I might’ve actually gasped with the crack that formed in my chest, breath still in my throat. 

It’s not the shimmering gold or tether of silver Feyre and Nesta had described. It is an inky black tendril of shadow that I can see, that I can feel, as clear as day. And right there, tied to the other end, is Azriel. Mate mate mate is the only hum I feel besides the roar of hope. Of promise. Of forever. 

Azriel shudders a breath, staggering a step back, eyes blinking as rapidly as his chest moves. His hands are digging into the sides of my arms. “Y-Yn-”

“I feel it,” I finished his unasked question. I nod again, forcing myself to believe that this is actually happening. He nods back, eyes never leaving mine. “I thought that I could feel it coming. Like- like this huge build up in my chest and… almost like a doorway? Like I could see the door but didn’t quite know how to unlock it.”

Azriel doesn’t say anything for a long few beats. “Mates…”

I nod. “Mates.”

It’s like saying it outloud solidified it because only after that did the burn for him become unbearable. It was untamed and wild and feral, just like Feyre had said it would be. Before we wrecked everything in the kitchen, I dropped his hands from my body and walked to the counter. 

I held out the plate of homemade dumplings and presented them to Azriel. His eyes looked from the plate and back up to me. 

He looked hungry. Not for the dumplings– most definitely not for the dumplings. I wonder what it feels like for him. If he’s as desperate as I am. As eager and impatient. If he can barely stand the two feet between us like I do. 

Azriel’s fingers are trembling as he plucks one of the dumplings off the plate and brings it to his mouth. In any other scenario I’d find it weird as he doesn’t look away while he chews… but his scent is driving me in-fucking-sane and I can't look away. 

I think it’s safe to say that he doesn’t taste it, practically swallowing it whole. The plate of dumplings are on the floor the next second and a gasp leaves my mouth. His hand is fisted in my hair, mouth covering mine. 

Fuck me. Feyre wasn’t joking about everything feeling different. About feeling better. 

I pressed onto my toes and looped my arm around the back of his neck. He grabbed the backs of both my thighs and hauled me onto his hips. 

“Mate,” Azriel growled out. “My mate, my mate.”

My ass hit the counter and the canister of spoons and utensils crashed to the floor. I went to look, but Az gripped my throat and forced me to look back at him. He looked wild. Like pure instinct had taken over. 

“Az-”

“You’re fucking mine,” he spoke through clenched teeth. “All fucking mine.”

“All yours, Az,” I breathed out, his thumb pulling down my bottom lip. I sucked on it, tears springing into my eyes when he shoved it further down my throat. I watched the grin spread across his face. “All mine,” I said with equal possession. 

“Only you have that power now, Yn. The power to bring me to my knees. I do not bend to anyone except you. Always you. Forever you.”

My heart swelled before his lips were back on mine, tongue curling with mine in haste. His hands worked their way down my thighs, spreading them apart. I shuddered at the feeling of him against my core, cock already hard and pulsing against me. 

His scent– lightning hot with a touch of cinnamon– cascaded around me, blooming into the air and making my body react in a way I didn’t know it could. I scratched at the edges of his fighting leathers, desperate for his body against mine. Azriel reached for the straps, sliding them through the buckles with five centuries of experience and effortless precision. 

The material gave away and fell to the floor and there was nothing but his tattooed skin in my hands. Nails clawing up his back and shoulders, I couldn’t get closer if I tried. I needed closer. I Needed him inside me like I needed water or the sun. 

My body was thinking for me, hands fumbling with my bottoms as he ripped off his. Even as much as I didn’t want to draw away from his mouth, I couldn’t help the curiosity to look at him. 

I dipped my eyes down, seeing a few beads of slick slip from his body, coating the tip of him. I reached down, even more desperate for a taste than I had been for the feeling of his lips on mine. 

Az watched with a predatory look etched in his eyes. I gathered it and brought my finger to my mouth, the taste of him settling in my bones. He tasted how he always did, but there was just something more satisfying about it now. The confirmation that for the rest of our lives I would be able to have every part of him. Whenever I wanted. 

He couldn’t wait. And I didn’t blame him. In another heartbeat I was flipped over and on my stomach, knees knocking into the cabinet below. His hands tore the rest of the material from my body and the scraps gave away. 

He was panting. I’ve never heard him be this vocal. Or this destructive. “Hold still.” He commanded, pressing on the middle of my back to get me to stop squirming.

I obeyed. 

His hands spread my ass apart and I heard his tongue working in his mouth. I gasp when he spits onto my already soaked cunt, spreading it around with his fingers. He lands a crack to my ass with his palm next and I grit my teeth together, whining when he does it again. 

“Fucking mine,” He snarls, and I feel the tip of his chock slide over my clit. There is the familiar sting that comes with his size as he presses all the way in, not giving me the time to adjust like he normally would. 

But Cauldron damn me if I actually cared. I need him inside me. Need to feel every inch of his length until I couldn’t feel him at all. 

My body was vibrating, as was his. He pulled out and rocked back in, nails dragging down my spine. He let out a dark laugh, void of any real tenderness. “Gods I am going to fucking ruin you, Yn. Yeah you like that don’t you? Fuck.”

I cried out. My body was on fire. Every single hair on my skin stood up on end as he claimed me. Every part of my mind and body and soul melded together with Azriels with each snap of his hips. 

It was not soft. Or sweet. Or comfortable. We were both satisfying an ancient need for each other in every way possible. That door with his shadow leading me was wide open, and it was like I could see into his mind. Through his eyes, I looked at my marked body.

The noises tore through me as did my release. I convulsed around him, arching up and into the momentum as he rocked into me. In seconds I was lifted off the counter, still shuddering around his cock when we landed on the floor. 

Azriel hauled my ass into the hollow of his hips and hit places so deep inside me I didn’t know how to breathe. 

He was a panting, shaking mess behind me. 

“Mine,” he murmured against my neck, teeth grazing the skin. “You’re doing such a good job, taking my cock like that.”

I whimpered as he forced my hips to meet his. He leaned over my body and I felt a few drops of sweat trickle onto my skin. He pushed my chest flat against the floor and I wasn’t entirely sure that my spine wasn’t going to break with the force. With one hand pinning my shoulder, the other ripped my hair back, creating the most painful yet pleasurable angle. 

Shadows whirled around my body, ghosting every inch to stimulate me beyond anything I thought possible. All reason left my mind. I was his, and he was mine. His body, his soul… it was all mine. He was giving himself to me, just like I was giving myself to him. 

Every push of his body into mine drew sounds I didn’t know we could make. At this angle I could feel how much bigger he was than me. Knowing that if he wanted to he could easily over power my body without lifting a finger. 

For a second time my body overtook my mind, leaving me no choice to follow its lead. I shook and cried out, chanting his name over and over again as I came a second time in only a few minutes. 

“Fucking look at you,” Azriel said, easing up on his lod of my hair. “Taking my cock like it’s nothing. You are doing such a good job, Yn. Gonna fucking breed you. Aww, you’d like that, hmm? I can feel you clenching, feel how much you want it.”

I nodded, not able to form any words. 

Azriel turned me over on my back and pinned my knees to the floor with his shadows. That same darkness curled around my wrists and sealed them above my head while his hands worked my nipples, my clit. 

I couldn’t thrash even if I wanted to. His teeth left marks along my chest, the muscles in his shoulders rippling as he forced his cock into me at a brutal pace. 

“Oh fuck,” he whimpered. “F-fuck yes, Gods you feel so fucking hot.”

I did my best to tighten around him, and judging by the way his hips stuttered, I did a good job. The muscles around his ribs and abdomen flared, the veins in his arms pushing to the surface. 

“I can’t-” he heaved for a breath, mumbling curses and pleas. “Can’t hold on anymore.”

“Let go,” I beg, new tears spilling down my cheeks. “Fill me up.”

Azriel was a mess of gasping breaths and praise as he focused all his motion. Every hard ridge of his body was constricted and convulsing with power as he cursed again, head dipped low, breath fanning over my chest and neck. 

My mind melted as I felt the bond snap into place even deeper. There had been a mental connection earlier, but this was the physical side. Azriel’s front draped over mine as he came deep inside me, his thighs shaking as he fucking into me over and over and over, cum trickling out with each new push of his cock into my aching cunt. 

“That’s a good girl… there you go,” he slurred his words, drunk off the feeling of his release. I could feel it as if it was my own. Feel his claim on my body as if it was my own. “Take it all. All fucking mine. Such a good mate. Taking all my cum so fucking good.”

I moaned, fingers and toes tingling as he took his weight off my chest and sat up. Sweat gleamed his body. My eyes were blurry, but I could still see the need in his eyes. 

I swallowed, the high of it all settling in. His hands roamed over my body, up around the creases of my still bound thighs, and up my sides. 

After a few more short gasps, his hand was gripping my chin. “I am not letting you out of the fucking bed until no one is able to tell our scents apart again. Everyone is gonna know that you’re mine. My mate, and everyone will know I am yours.”

[apolaskiart]

Frost and Gricko's tattoos for the iasuw au! Moving on to the kinda complex designs that made me have a bit of a crisis (legit), these ones are just as fun to make but relatively challenging to the previous one in terms of "what do I even put?".

I'll be yapping on my thoughts/headcannons regarding these below, so feel free to dive in! A warning that it is quite lengthy because of said crises-induced reflecting session (a proud citizen of yap city indeed)

First off, we have to talk about the technicalities of Frost's tattoos. It actually put me in a crisis when making this because the first question that came to mind when finding inspo was was "how the hell do you put tattoos on a tiger?"

Aside from the issue of tattooing onto fur, there is the presence of stripes that make it difficult to create a design in the first place. So for this a.u's sake (and my well being) we can treat fur like skin where tattoos can easily be applied and expressed, but would have a shorter lifespan, aka fade quicker, as a con so retouching would be more often. It can also overlap the patterns of the natural fur if designed as such (as I did with Frost).

With this, characters who have fur (e.g. Jornir) could possibly be given tattoos designs in the future while side stepping the technical issues to avoid putting to much focus on it. This could apply to other characters who may have leathery or feathery skin types.

Now of to the designing part. Unlike Gideon and Torbek, the aesthetic/style of the tattoo was not apparent at first and took a bit of a backseat to the actual design elements for Frost. Originally, using a purely geometrical style did not feel satisfying. After revisiting his canon for some ideas, an illustrative style was added to contrast the geometry which then seemingly worked out.

"Frost's design is built mostly of geometry (circles, squares and triangles) to reflect the motion of balance between familiarity and change, logic and unpredictability, comfort and discovery. Strict in pattern and position, most are simple as to take into account the stripes of his fur.

"The only complicated design, a dragon circling a tower and followed by a koi fish, was inspired by the legend of a koi travelling an upstream waterfall to turn into a dragon, signifying strength and perseverance. It is also a sign, that behind a rigid demeanor is a fiery passion waiting to be unleashed." -> The connected yarn was to give the idea that Frost can weave this path of his, but a connection as well to my other hc that it is his main reminder of his home in Yulong.

Things also mostly come in eight (resembles infinity as well as signs for wealth and success)! It was quite fun determining how to add this in as well :D

For the actual main inspo, IVE's "HEYA" has been on the forefront. Combined with another inspired by the phrase "When tigers used to smoke…" (which is the literary equivalent of "once upon a time…" and what has "once upon a…" in their name?), I must say that culture took the reigns in directing Frost's design and imho I would say that, compared to others, his was more appropriate to have strong semblances of his home as a remembrance (e.g. yarn, temple) during his travels.

Also I used a green coloring scheme because literally all other colors did not look as good as i intended. Fate really wanted him to have a green-orange scheme.

Now we got Frost out of the way, its Gricko's turn! Despite being challenging as well, Gricko's design had assistance from punk/heavy metal aesthetics. Though the only idea that I really had mostly was the logo of different band names

I will gladly argue on why Gricko's college band name should be "Goblin Deez..." Imagine, you can say nuts if you are being funny or hands if you want a fight. Anything really, which is liberating at its finest.

From here though, the main idea really that bloomed after this was that most of his tattoos were going to be personal too him!

"Aside from the egregious tattoo of his band name, the tattoos all over him speak of his journey. A pinup of a lady troll and a crown from the hit tv series game of chairs, for his childhood dreams of being a king and bagging a hot troll. A scale and guitar for his college pol. sci days. Others speaking of his collected hobbies and knick- knacks throughout a particularly challenging adulthood. Yet on his chest is his most cherished, his center and everything, which is none other than Hootsie."

The covered half sleeve tattoos on his arm ? That's to cover up the name of his exes (Headcanon that Gricko was just as much a womanizer as Gideon, but mostly in his college to early adult life. He slowed down once Hootsie entered the picture). Also its just more badass looking with designs of the monsters his canon self uses lol.

ALSO ALSO PAINTED NAILS, I'LL ARGUE WITH THE WHOLE COURT ROOM THAT HE AND HOOTSIE PAINT EACH OTHERS NAILS AS A HC!!!!

End of yapping session. Meeting adjourned!

[sofs16]

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first time writing for lewis so lets see how this goes 😭 i had quite a hard time writing so i made it a social media one, as usual!

thank you for the request though @thatsouthernblondewiththeass !

fc kennedy walsh

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f1wagsofficial Lance Stoll seen kissing another woman that is NOT his girlfriend, yn yln. Hope she’s doing okay— one of our favorite wags!

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f123go YN BABY NO😭😭😭😭😭😭

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yn keep your heads up, sunnies!

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lewishamilton It’ll be okay, Y/n/n! Stay up, stay positive ❤️

⤷ yn thanks lew:,) amazing race today, always proud to watch you

ynsf1__ LETS GO MOTHERR SHOW EM

mercedessrace funny how lance unfollowed her before she unfollowed him 😭 we love an unbothered queen

r4dbulls the fact she’s comforting us after going thru that….

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lewishamilton Out of the office!

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⤷ lewishamilton ynn, whats a pc..

⤷ yn photocreds lew… photo creds

lance_stoll What the hell, Lewis? ⤷ yn sorry did i hear something?cheater? no? yeah.. thought so!

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yn sorry for my immaturity but thank the lord i got cheated on — happy 1 year hammie 🧘‍♀️

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lewishamilton Excited to say for the first time here, she’s not single, and it will forever stay that way! A crazy 3 years, would do it all again with you. ❤️

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yn best thing that’s every happened to me:,) lovelovelove you

[hetacon]

So you guys know how the most recent thing I posted was a Sidlink fic? That was because I actually got into BOTW about a year ago (it’s been one of the fandoms that kind of just simmers in the back of my brain at all times), and that was pretty much my only knowledge of Legend of Zelda, just that one game…

Oops, now it’s all of them!!

Somehow I wound up getting invested in Linked Universe because of a Sidlink fic and now it’s the only thing on my brain as of the past month and a half! Unsurprisingly given how I got into it in the first place, Wild is my favorite, but I must say that they’ve all weaseled their way into my heart, particularly Twilight and Legend (and outside of the chain, Ravio as well)! The LOZ mania has gotten so intense that I actually bought and am playing through A Link Between Worlds right now and am legit making a Ravio cosplay, help-

All of the poses I drew here were from @mellon-soup’s wonderful references, I love using them for inspiration when I’m not quite sure what to draw, and when I saw the first one, I just knew I had to draw Legend and Ravio!

I’ll put a few of my thoughts on the drawings under the cut if anyone’s interested in hearing about them

1) I love Ravioli so much, their dynamic brings me much joy. I’m very proud of how Legend’s expression turned out

2) I’m absolutely obsessed with the fairy Hyrule headcanon, there are so many cute pieces of art people have drawn of him! I’m surprised I managed to get so much detail on his face given how tiny he is. Also Sky is a total sweetheart and the thought of him protecting Hyrule from the rain was simply too adorable for me not to draw the two of them!

3) I am very emotional over Twilight and Wild’s sibling dynamic! The idea of Twi getting caught sneaking food while Wild’s cooking dinner was very funny to me and so I drew it! I really like all of the little details in this drawing, Wild’s scars are probably my favorite detail. And though I’ve never drawn a wolf before, I think I did pretty good! Originally I was just going to draw Twi taking a small piece of meat or something but then I thought “Nah, it’s gonna be an entire fish!” I headcanon that whenever he’s in wolf form, his metabolism increases and so he needs to eat more food to maintain his energy. Since he mainly transforms to fight, track, or comfort Wild, he’s earned an entire fish! Also it’s important to me that you know that the fish is specifically a staminoka bass :))

4) If you find the pose reference I used for Wind, you probably will notice that I actually flipped it so that he was holding the Wind Waker in his left hand. As a leftie myself, I really love it when characters I love are also left-handed!

Also on the topic of hands in general, can I just say how proud I am of all the hands in these 4 drawings??? They’re so good, we love good hand days

[mossy-green-aka-ferrythem]

I like. Have not played a single Hoyo game so it is quite shocking to see people take deeper looks into the games and their themes to uncover just how DEEPLY racist Hoyoverse is.

When I say racist I mean like. Painting this fantasy, ideal, "aesthetic" world that only wears the face of multiculturalism, while explicitly making it so all the heroes and good characters are white, while making the enemy characters typically with a darker shade of skin. Like just. In fucking Genshin. Look at the Hilichurls. They've literally got pitch black skin and masks, and despite having their own culture, are constantly and consistently treated nothing more as "pests". Like just. I swear to god there are so many "Hilichurl" like examples of weaving weird racism into video game enemies in the wider media sphere, but I digress.

What really gets me is like. I saw some shit from fucking Honkai or whatever where there is an entire character who was born black, but bleached her skin out of shame. Like. What. Also this is all second hand, so forgive me for getting details wrong, but doesn't she just. Keep hating herself for her skin color and her heritage? Also the way her mother is drawn is just like. Somehow both a racist and transphobic caricature rolled into one. Like they illustrated her in a way that doesn't feel done in good taste. It fees like they want to evoke a sense of confusion and maybe disdain. Perhaps they wish for you to sympathize with the girl who bleached her own skin (???) and like. What the fuck is this writing HOW DO PEOPLE JUST NOT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THIS??????

Also. There is of course ZZZ. The issue here is more what people have already mentioned and something I don't feel like fully relaying. Which is the sort of heavy emphasis and inspiration from Hip-Hop and Rap culture, but without any black characters actually in the setting. Ben Bigger is like. Legit the blackest character there, problem is that he ISN'T HUMAN. Like it shows that they would sooner create an anthropomorphic bear, a fantasy character, than a black character that actually displays their culture in a proud way. Not really my place to say all of this, since others have said it much better than I ever could. Last thing I would say is that the Black edits of the characters (especially Ellen Joe), make the character designs leagues better.

To cap off this messily organized tumblr post and rant, it brings me to my biggest issue: erasure. The fact that when you search up Tighnari, you only get that dogshit anime boy, hell, the issue even still persists somewhat when you specify for Al-Tighnari. I am not well read on who Tighnari is, but even skimming past a description of that man is truly breathtaking. He sounds like a very well traveled, very wise man who likely had a sizable impact on the world. Thing is. When you search up Tighnari you don't see this man anywhere. When you bring up Tighnari, it is unlikely people actually recognize who the man himself was. Instead you have this character, who's skin is as white as a sheet, actively acting like a shroud being thrown over an old cultural icon. His design has been criticized endlessly for how little it lines up, but that's not the point. The point being is that Tighnari in Genshin has uprooted knowledge of the original in the public eye. This is but one example, and doesn't even BEGIN to touch upon the absolute shitshow that is Natlan. However, people have already exhaustively described what is wrong with it so I digress there. Oh and I said I would close this out but like. Fucking Star Rail or whatever has a character with Dark Skin who has "shacklebreaker" as one of their main skills and like. This is some J.K. Rowling type racism. Like what. What the fuck?

Look what's really important here is that I am just so fucking taken aback by learning the extent of it. I always bore a minor grudge against Genshin, but the clarification, and the knowledge of how deep this shit goes... just makes me realize this. There is no longer any confusion about how this got so popular, because racism is excusable in general fandom spaces. Racism isn't considered a dealbreaker to many people, and that is the root of the issue I believe. How general online fandom communities and people as consumers are just so unbothered by racism that they will just not criticize it, pass it off as normal, and will actively engage in racist tendencies, rather than making any effort to better themselves and to be more tasteful in what they choose to support financially, and what they choose to consume.

[anaconamor]

imagine you're dating jude but no one knows and you're at an event or game or whatever and you hear some girls talking about him and how he's so hot and blah blah blah and you're just sitting there smiling to yourself because no matter how much they talk, at the end of the day he comes home to you.

let’s say you’re back home and he’s cooking dinner for you after the match, and he’s just so excited and over the moon over the performance and goal! literally he cannot stop tapping about it and mentioning just how perfect it was.

you sat on the counter there quietly listening with the biggest grin on your face bc you love when he talks about his achievements and career, you could listen to him all day. it makes you not only super grateful but yet more trusted and wanted by this bc since your relationship was yet to be known by everyone.

“you’re awfully quiet? something on your mind?” he asks dropping the spatulas and striding over to you. placing a small kiss on your lips while he pulls you towards him, chest to chest. “nothing. i’m just so proud of you jude. it makes me so happy how far you’ve comed along in just months. and to be able here to support and love you along the way it the tip of the iceberg,” you grab his face a place a small kiss to his cheek, your lipstick leaving a mark behind.

you giggled at his confused reaction when you give him a teasing look, showing him that you were hiding something from him. jude groans and insists you tell him what you’re thinking of, “tell me please, you can’t give me that look and not say anything?”

when his big hands trail over your sides you moved around to try him to stop, your feet banging and making noise on the cabinets below as you try to free yourself from him. “fine fine. just be quiet! your mom is still here,” you say, motioning to bring his voice to a whisper or quiet voice.

your mind drifts back off to the game where you had been sitting patiently for the match to start. it was cold out so you kept playing with your beanie and scarf to get it warm and close to you. while getting distracted by the new stadiums latest features, your head cocks forward to the group of four girls who brought up your boyfriends name.

no one knew the two of you we’re together, you and jude agreeing to when time was right as all you wanted was to share the most right now when no one was seeing or being judgy. plus knowing how protective his fans are, you weren’t quite ready for their comments.

a blond girl spoke up about he different things he would do to him, the red head about how he gave out big dick energy, and the two brunettes were chatting how hot and talented he was, that it should be them supporting him, and only them. you sat there with your arms crossed and feeling buddy, an expression of wanting to let the world know he was your boyfriend.

“during the game the girls infront of me, kept going on and on of how hot and sexy you were, that you legit give out big dick energy, that’s you’re super talented and such a mommas boy. how they could treat you better and give you the world and it just made me laugh,” you chuckle and reenacted their voices and hang gestures, giving him a huge grin.

jude laughs loudly and throws his head back, forgetting the promise he had just done prior to keep his voice down. “little did they know my girlfriend was behind them, looking beautiful in my jersey and supporting me through the end, even if she didn’t agree with me to continue playing,” he says frowning in the last sentence.

“i’ll say it once and i’ll say it again, risks like even how small or big they are, should never be taken. but i can’t do anything about that, let alone you bc ik how stubborn and fearless you are,” you purse your lips together and hug him, feeling him let out a sigh of relief. “i’m just so happy to be here with you after all this time. i love you so so much you know? you’re the best thing that has ever happened to me,” you say softly kissing his neck, shoulder, and jaw.

“ i know baby, i know, but i only do it bc of the team and for me, we all need each other even in the worst timings. i won’t make it a habit though. and as for me being the best thing in your life, i can say the same. i’ve never met anyone like you, who’s loves me conditionally through my goods and bads, let’s me be the jude i want to be,” he closes the gap and kisses you feverently, whispering i love yous along your lips.

but then comes to a halt and groans, quickly sprinting to the stove where he freaks out over the food, “MY CHICKEN! ITS BURNING!”

[enthuoverfanfics]

heartfelt losses

*credits to owner of gif- u be amazing

-d.m x gryffindor!reader (tho not much mention is made)

a/n: hey guys! don't even think we are a guys yet but still, hey other draco obsessed people! legit the first time i'm writing like a note note so pls just bear with my rambling. also the first time i've written full fledged dialogues- also hardcore struggled getting past two paras- so yea. okie then. bye.

summary: draco loses a quidditch game and is comforted by his girlfriend.

it was the last game of the term. gryffindor and slytherin would face off to end a rivalry which would continue to flourish long after the current batch passed out and the next was enrolled.

all eyes were on the two teams' seekers, harry potter and draco malfoy, all intrigued to see who would triumph. just as the last fifteen seconds remained, harry clutched the golden orb between his glove donned hands, the gryffindors bursting with cheer to bask in their victory.

draco rushed past the crowd of rowdy students in the stadium stands, all decked out in red coloured robes as they celebrated gryffindor's glorious victory over slytherin.

many shooted him menacing smiles and hurled a few choice words at him, earning a withering scowl and a restrained, "fuck you very much too, you dipshits." in response.

but draco for one was only focussed on finding a certain brunette who had the tiniest little slytherin flag clutched between her fingers, probably hiding it beneath the sleeves of her jacket in an attempt to fend off the never ending taunts from her beloved friends.

at last his eyes met her green orbs, ones he usually adored, but right now they only seemed to elevate his humiliation, his failure staring back at him. nonetheless he pushed aside a few pesky gryffindors shouting their lungs out in excitement.

for he could only focus on her comforting smile, a sight that truly almost made him break down. he head towards her like a man starved, his body yearning to be enveloped by hers.

at last he reached.

"hi.", she said with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.

"hey baby." he replied, with a reluctant one of his own, arms finally taking their rightful place around her waist, face burying into the crook of her neck as he let out a shaky exhale. the whole world seemed to fade away in that very moment.

the disgruntled looks on his teammate's faces and the burden that crushed his heart seemed to recede as he felt y/n's hands soothing over his back, her whispers of

"it's okay draco. it's okay. you did so well. i-i'm so so proud of you."

he only crushed her more tightly.

"let's go. please- please y/n. let's get away from here. I can't stay here anymore.", he begged in anguish.

she immediately nodded in agreement. hand delicately slipping down to intertwine with his. they remained tightly interlocked till they at last reached his prefect's dorm. he fastened the lock in haste and let out a deep sigh as he leaned against it, turning to see her switching on the bedside lamp, casting a warm glow over the whole room. she immediately opened her arms and he eagerly walked into them, a watery smile on his face.

he hugged her with such force that she was forced to step back till she reached the foot of his bed, clearing a few potions books out of the way. immediately being tackled by draco, a small giggle exiting her mouth at his playful antics.

he crawled to the headboard as he situated her head on top of one of the satin covered pillows, practically laying on top of her as he set his head on her chest, her hands coming to sift through his silver streaks.

an amused grin on her face, surprised to see him being clingy, an attribute of his he very rarely displayed, always reserving such unbridled affection for special occasions.

"so", he started, lightly clearing his throat. y/n's eyes glinted with sympathy. "we lost. i- i still can't believe it y/n . i swear i tried so hard. we all did. getting up at five every morning, practicing hours after the sun had already set. i-i know it isn't that big of a deal. but still. it was our last game. us losing just- just feels like they beat us once and for all you know?"

gently lifting up his head, she forced him to meet her unwavering gaze. "i know baby-i know, but still, you did so well. now that you have lost, don't you dare let your whole experience with quidditch be defined by it.

for the past seven years, the whole time we've been together, i've never seen you as happy as you are after returning from practice.

except every moment spent with me of course", she added. "of course," he agreed with exaggerated vigour, head flailing.

"anyway, even if you come back drenched with sweat, limbs aching, and body battered and bruised, i see the blinding grin on your face, how it makes it all worth it. don't let this stupid as fuck rivalry ruin quidditch for you. because it's more than just a game, the field is, your teammates are, your home."

a single tear managed to escape his eye, before he harshly hurried to wipe them. "i love you. so much.", he murmured, just as his head was buried in the skin of her stomach.

"i love you too dray." she whispered back. "now, please sleep. god knows you need it after the blow you got from oliver."

she received a tight pinch to her forearm in return. but soon she felt his heartbeat calm, and soft snores emerge from his pliant stature, as he drifted to slumber.

her own little quidditch champion.

remarks:

to those who reached the end: a heartfelt thank u for supporting this random af endeavour of mine and bearing with this painfully amateur writing for my fav slytherin boy!!!