#maybe a request

[bored-storyteller]

WARNING: Masochism, biting, slight mention of blood, drinking blood, mention of being eaten.

Tokyo Ghoul, Uta x Human!Reader

Theet

Love is an abstract concept, no one can say what love really is.

There are those who believe that love is always right, there are those who say that an unhealthy love is not love. Maybe so, maybe certain kinds of love shouldn't exist.

There are those who say that love is nothing but a lie, there are those who say it is a deception of the brain. Perhaps this is also true.

You don’t know.

Love can be right or wrong, and you don't know which side your love is on, but you don't care.

Whether you call it love or madness, whethever is the name that the world give to your feelings is not important. It's so present, warm, piercing at times. It's in your chest, in your guts, in your eyes every time you meet his.

He is dangerous. You love him.

Your name rings out lightly, a call that barely surpasses the hum of the fan at the back of the room. Uta looks at you calmly, a veil of amusement on his blood irises.

"Sorry." You hum softly with a smile “I was watching you.”

“I had noticed that.” His gentle voice doesn't hide a shred of smugness that just makes you snort, but you're too focused to joke with him.

You're sitting on his lap, his hands resting lazily on your hips and yours caressing his face carefully.

Your thumb brushes the corner of his mouth.

“What are you looking at with such interest?” He asks you. You know he is watching you, he is trying to understand what you are studying with such interest.

You are a discovery, for each other.

“Your teeth.” You answer in a distracted murmur.

His face tilts slightly, leaning a little more into your touch, and you know that if you weren't so focused on his lips you'd see a perplexity hidden in his gaze, a perplexity you wouldn't be able to decipher.

"I don't think they're my best side." He jokes. You allow him a grateful laugh, but you're still taken by his mouth, by his movements, by your fingertips brushing his fangs.

They look like those of any human being, yet to the touch you can feel how hard, sharp they are.

You press a little, and like paper your skin breaks.

The game Uta was letting you play stops when he jerks his head away.

He go away, but he doesn't say anything. He looks at you silently with an expression you can't decipher; he could be scared, uncertain, curious…don't even waste time wondering.

A crimson droplet forms on the tip of your finger - it's beautiful, you think. You're sure he's of the same opinion too, especially him.

Inky eyes look at you, ask your intentions, and you can't help yourself.

He's dangerous, you think as your cheek rubs against his.

You love him so much, you think, as your bare shoulder comes to press against his lips.

You don't know if his love for you is healthy, if he loves you right, but you don't care.

You love that he indulges you, you don't know if it's your desire or his. Maybe you forced him, maybe he's hungry and tempted by the smell of your blood. Perhaps you are cruel to him.

Or maybe he loves you with all of his being.

His jaws open slowly, his teeth lean against your helpless skin.

And then the tear, the holes deepening, the blood blooms.

It hurts you, you can't hold back a moan of pain, but at the same time your hands are squeezing his shoulders.

He moans in pleasure, entranced, as if he's tasting something delicious. No, he's tasting something delicious.

His lips kiss you, his tongue licks, he sucks. You feel the blood coming out of the wound, it's hot that it almost burns. Yet you can't help thinking that it's beautiful what's happening: your fusion, complete and total. Just because Uta does it, that's the only reason it can happen.

You can't not love him right now, while you feel it completely, in his natural instincts, in being what he is. His teeth, his ghoul's teeth claiming your flesh.

Then, the grip loosens, and even if he tries to hide it you feel him filling his lungs with air: giving up is a sacrifice for him.

"You're delicious." He admits, and you see his tongue flick across his pierced lips “But it could be dangerous to play like this again, you know?”

Your hands are in your hair now, your fingers play delicately, a slight smile paints on your lips: "Are you afraid?" You ask him softly, a slight defiant tone hovers in your question.

His almost nonexistent eyebrows twitch, just for a fraction of a second, but you see them. His lips stretch a little in an amused expression: "Are you not?"

You caress his lower lip slowly, without risking anything this time: “Don't say you wouldn't like it. Don't say you wouldn't love me like that."

“Would you accept it?”

"Yes."

Maybe he's surprised by your prompt response, or maybe not. Uta is silent, and that silence expands over time so much that you're convinced there's nothing more to say, but in the end he speaks.

"And you don't think about me?" He asks you as if he were jokingly begging you "To your poor Uta who will be left all alone on this miserable world?"

You touch the tip of his nose: "I'm sure my poor Uta could survive."

“Mmh…yes. But eating you could be my last joy and the beginning of my madness."

You laugh, because differentiating a crazy Uta from a healthy one isn't understandable in your head, but you understand what he wants to tell you, you understand his intentions.

“It would be our tragedy.” you say as the tip of your nose brushes his.

Only a murmur of acknowledgment comes from him as his hand slips delicately under the fabric of your shirt, brushing against your cool, bare skin.

“Yeah…too bad it can never be told.”

[swan2swan]

Whoever conceived and animated this moment, I hope they're doing well and thriving. This is S-rank romance stuff here.

[daeyumi]

doodle request: BOTW Link chilling with his horse (pick your fav BOTW horse)

giant horse giant horse 🐴

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF Vanny and Michael if they met as teens

[literaryvein-reblogs]

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[sangthael]

asking the real questions

[pinep-ne]

For the Charthur doodle/one-shot requests: Based off some of your headcanons, it'd be really cute to see a scene where someone else stumbles on Charles and Arthur sleeping together and watching Arthur try to very carefully get up without waking Charles.

meanwhile in shady belle...

[basalting]

after jasons death bruce "accidentally" slips harvey a crowbar while hes in arkham and kisses his cheek and says, voice soft and colder than ice, "make him hurt for me honey"

it takes 6 guards to sedate and drag two face off the joker the next time two face sees him and for the rest of their lives as soon as harvey sees the joker he goes after him like a rabid dog.

[hinamie]

someone asked if i had ever drawn gojo with his scars, now i have :>

[0vergrowngraveyard]

Can we get Baby Tails Halloween edition?

spooky little ghost!

[forthekeres]

kori for a strawpage ask🫶

[dunmeshistash]

Do you have the complete bits about everyone's siblings and their relationships to them?

Here you go!

[ghostbredtt]

eughh I'm dead. I just couldn't post for like. three days... I think tumblr hates me tbh

I forgot how to render haii ;D very old Nyas

[solroskajan]

The solver is gone (?) They put Bizcuit in a normal worker body. They really didn’t expect him to grow sharp teeth or a tail. He doesn't need to drink oil to live but that won't stop him from trying. (cw: vomiting)

(I actually drew most of this before episode 7, but I felt like cleaning it up a bit and posting it now)

[daranatsus]

Get a room you two

Request by @stardusts-supervoid! I loved drawing their expressions

[zevrra]

jayvik x reader smut - jayce and reader trying to pump up viktor to give a presentation to a crowd,,, possibly making him read out the presentation while giving him various ✨distractions✨,,, just desperately need to see vikky-boy get the praise he deserves ✊

includes: [nsfw!!] fem!reader and jayce help vik “focus” for a speech!

ft. viktor x reader x jayce

extra: thank you for the request!! i hope you enjoy this and hope you request again soon! <3 (also did not proof read this forgive me for any errors jshsjsh)

“no. i refuse.” viktor huffs annoyingly as he walks across the lab. his cane taps against marble flooring as he moves to lean against the large desk he’s spent countless hours at, disapproved by what you and jayce ask of him. “jayce, you should do it. i-i cannot.”

“no can do, v.” jayce replies as he stands at viktor’s side, a soft gaze landing on his partner’s face.

“the council asked specifically for you to speak vik.” you add as you slip right up on the other side of viktor. you reach with a gentle hand to reassuringly touch his shoulder.

viktor sighs, running a hand across his slender face. amber eyes scanning the floor for any excuse he can use to get out of public speaking. not that he hated it but he…kind of hated it. jayce was always better at speaking to the masses as he was far more charismatic than viktor so why the council wanted him to speak, he didn’t know why and had a sneaky suspicion it was thanks to you two…but he couldn’t prove otherwise.

seeing the slight worry in his pretty eyes, you look over at jayce with your own concerned look but he seems to know exactly what to do to calm both of you down. “why don’t we help you practice vik? i’ve written a speech already so you can just read from it, yeah?” jayce brightly says, retrieving the notes from somewhere in his jacket, handing the folder off into viktor’s hands. “just pretend we’re the audience!”

you smile fondly at jayce. thankfully, he was always so prepared and this worked out perfectly for viktor to get a little practice in before he was supposed to give said speech.

that is until viktor gets half way into the first paragraph before he gives up, pressing his head into his hand. “this is ridiculous! i can’t do this.” he grumpily says, pressing the papers into jayce’s chest to give them back to him.

jayce takes up the papers along with vik’s hand as he holds it gently in his own large hand. “no, come on v! you were doing fine.” jayce states in a matter-of-fact tone and you nod in agreement on the other side of vik.

you take vik’s other hand and place a sweet kiss against it. “he’s right viktor. you just need some…encouragement!” you exclaim with a smile. viktor and jayce give you a puzzling look as to what encouragement you could have in mind. “how about for every paragraph you get through i’ll…take off a piece of clothing.”

“w-what!?” viktor gasps, blinking at you with wide eyes as if you’re nothing but serious about it. “and how is that…going to help me?” he asks with a raised eyebrow, mirroring jayce’s shocked face as they both stare at you; dumbfounded.

you shrug, moving to stand in front of the two men, hands on your hips. “i’m not sure but it can’t hurt to try.” you remark.

jayce laughs a little but nods along, handing vik back the speech he’s to work on, before moving to stand beside you where he then rests a hand on your lower back. “i’ll help.” he adds to your provocation, sliding his hand along your waist until he lays a hot hand against your hip as he bends down to place a kiss against your neck.

viktor stares for a moment in silence, debating in his mind but ultimately the thought of you stripping wins him over. his eyes move over the words of the speech in his hand as he begins to repeat them aloud. his voice is a little smaller but ultimately calmer as he begins to actually read the speech. after the first paragraph he eagerly glances up at you and jayce from over the edge of the paper. and you both keep your promise, jayce removes a piece of your clothing.

he starts with your shirt, fingers gripping the hem tightly before ever so slowly he pulls it up. and he easily removes your shirt up and over your head; tossing it onto the desk beside viktor, before he returns to placing kisses against your neck. his hands smooth along your semi-exposed body as viktor stares longingly at the two of you.

he quickly returns to reading the speech. reads through 3 or 4 more paragraphs worth of the speech with a calmer, more focused tone than he previously had been. presents himself with more confidence than before; as the last piece of your clothing is being taken away by jayce. you help him by shifting your legs a little, lifting your feet to help him discard your underwear.

viktor stares as all of it happens. “i don’t think i can focus anymore...” he mutters under his breath, laughing a little as he lowers the paper.

“only a little more to go.” jayce hums in response towards vik as his hands trail along your body. warm fingers groping your skin, showing you off like a prize he’s won as viktor watches with hungry eyes.

“you’re doing so good though sweetheart.” you add with a smile, trailing your hand down the front of vik’s chest, stopping at the edge of his belt. “keep going. i love listening to you v.” you whisper while your fingers work on undoing viktor of his pants. you slide your palm against the front of his underwear, moving to kiss along his jaw.

one of jayce’s hands follows your own to vik’s lower half as he joins in on rubbing vik through his underwear while his other hand slips between your thighs. his fingers press right up against your cunt, rubbing slowly as he kisses the back of your neck.

viktor gasps softly at the hands groping him, fingers slightly trembling as he watches everything going on before him. jayce’s hands on you, your hands on him, the kissing at his neck, his breath hitching as you slip your hand beneath his underwear and give him a swift stroke. “mmph this is!” viktor whines, pressing his full weight onto the desk.

you smile as viktor stumbles over his words, unable to really speak as you and jayce’s hands wrap around his stiffening cock.

“if you finish with the speech quickly vik, i’ll let you fuck me.” you respond with another stroke, chuckling as vik gasps again. but it’s cut short as you instead deeply groan when jayce’s fingers press inside of you, a shiver runs down your spine.

“she’s wet just from thinkin’ about it.” jayce sweetly hums, fingers flexing inside of you while his other hand moves along vik with your own. “your voice is so nice vik. it turns her on.” jayce adds, spilling any dark secret you may have tried to hide.

you pout at his words and if he could see your face you’d roll your eyes at what he says. instead you press into him, feeling his own stiff cock grind against your body. “you’re one to talk jay. you’re as turned on as i am.” you respond now with a grin. listening, and loving every second, as jayce groans as you rub up against him. “you love listening to him too. you’re so hard right now…”

“please uh, now is not the time you two.” viktor remarks, interrupting you two, as a red hue settles vividly on his face. clearly, he had not realized the two of his lovers had enjoyed his voice so much and the embarrassment is staining across his pale skin now. he clears his throat while pressing a hand against his lips in an attempt to hide his face from your watchful gaze.

jayce and you suddenly connect a few dots that maybe viktor really, really liked being complimented and praised. “mmm, i really enjoy it when vik talks about the work he does in the lab. he’s always so charming when he speaks.” you say as you move to viktor’s side, glancing at jayce as he flanks to the left. your hand moves slightly faster against vik’s erection while jayce follows in your direction. you rub against vik’s tip, returning to kiss at his neck, while jayce mimics everything you do.

“mhm. i love hearing his voice when he orders me around too.” jayce comments with a chuckle against vik’s skin.

vik in return half moans, half whimpers at the sudden praise. the speech now long forgotten, set off to the side, as vik closes his eyes in pleasure. “you two…”

fuck the speech, the crowd, the council, and everything in between the only thing you wanted to do now was viktor. and it seems like jayce agrees with you as the two of you share a knowing look. your watch as jayce turns viktor towards him, watching as the two lock lips in a heated make-out. you shift vik’s underwear down and finally pull him free, scraping your teeth along vik’s pale neck.

“let’s see just how pretty his voice can get, hmm?”