#okie ty again !!

[hythlodaes]

til our dreaming slows, til nothing’s left

TYYY azia @coldshrugs for taking these gorgeous shots of emileo for my birthday, i love them so much!! <3

[zukkaoru]

in the mirror was someone who technically looked like him, but was not him.

In the mirror was someone who technically looked like him, but was not him. When Chuuya raises his hand, the person in the mirror mimics the movement. When Chuuya tilts his head, they do the same. But still, Chuuya cannot convince himself that the person he is looking at really is him.

There is some sort of disconnect—a gap he cannot bridge.

He brings his hand up to his hair, but before he can tug just to see if it hurts, there’s a knock on the door. It has to be Dazai, because Chuuya lives alone and no one else has a habit of breaking into his apartment just to bother him. Chuuya thinks, Go away, shithead, but his mouth stays firmly shut and so a moment later, the door swings open.

Dazai appears behind him in the mirror. He takes Chuuya’s hand in his—or maybe he takes the hand of the reflection—and he offers whoever it is he’s interacting with a goofy smile. “You should stop wasting time admiring your reflection and give me attention instead.”

Chuuya frowns. The person in the mirror frowns too.

Then, Dazai copies the expression. He moves his hands to Chuuya’s shoulders, turning him so he’s no longer staring in the mirror. Instead, he’s face-to-face with the real Dazai.

He relaxes, marginally. Under Dazai’s touch, he feels like something that’s just a bit closer to himself.

[gwendolynwcde]

❛ ☾ ◟━ LOCATION: grip factory

❛ ☾ ◟━ TIME: afternoon

❛ ☾ ◟━ STATUS: closed for @nazimxgul

For a team building exercise Gwendolyn's supervising officers that were in charge of new recruits had suggested having one over at the Grip Factory. It was a good change up and different from the usual exercises and so, she wasn't opposed to the idea and decided to show face and join them. After doing a couple of rounds with the cadets and getting to know them, she finished up the last encounter before dusting off the chalk from her hands and stepping away for a water break. Going to her duffel bag, she pulled out her water bottle to take a couple of mini gulps, but stopped halfway after noticing a familiar face. Approaching the individual she then asked, "Sorry to bother, but you're Nazim Gül, right? Founder of SkyAid Technologies?" Extending her hand to introduce herself, she then said, "I'm Gwendolyn Wade, I've read and heard about your work. It's quite impressive, as well as impactful. You're such a long way from Silicon Valley or overall the West coast, are you currently here for a personal visit or for work?"

[orange-dreamzer]

hehehehehhHEHWHWHHHWAHA

happy birhtday @zu-is-here :333333

gehhehehehe :3 have a wonderlicious day !!!!!!!!!!!

hehehe

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[doedipus]

Strive season 3 is gonna be a big suffering patch dude

[cheerioskid]

drawing hermit kiddos again :> i'll leave some notes below the cut

okie first shoutout to @azaleastobloom for the baller ass e!false name and also for being a cool artist go check her out :3 now onto the kiddos

i kinda just imagine them all going to the same school district and often just hang out on the playground after school or on weekends getting up to shenanigans

similar friend groups/teamups to what we see in their vids, esp when they all decide to play a game together (kinda like mcc)

they vary in ages but i'd say are somewhere around like 8-15 years old?? (ages are based on vibes and not how old they are relative to each other irl)

i wanna include not just hermits but empires and life series folks too but can't promise i'll draw them all 😭 but this makes it difficult to come up w an all encompassing tag for them so any suggestions are appreciated (also if anyone else wants to draw them too u don't even have to ask just go for it!! and lemme know so i can see :3)

that's all the general info i have for now but hopefully i have the motivation to keep this au going cus i think it's super cute :) i think for now ill just tag it as #kiddo au on my profile (and ty for reading if u got this far! <33)

[luneariann]

I’m hosting a dtiys!! :)! Ty guys for all the support I rly rly appreciate it <33

Rules and guidelines

- due date will be July 6th! Should anyone decide to participate after I’ll still definitely be seeing it (and screaming /pos) buttt it wouldn’t be taken into account in the final ranking </3

- pretty please tag your entry with #dtiysluneariann and tag me so I can see your art! :)!!

- any use of ai, art theft or tracing will immediately get your piece ignored sorry gang

- and finally feel free to experiment! ^^ so long as the general spirit of the piece is preserved go nuts with colors, posing, composition, etc etc

Prizes :)!!

- I’ll be choosing 5 winners, all of which get a commission of either a fully rendered character or a short comic in my usual style!

-I’ll also be choosing 3 honorable mentions who get a sketch of a character of their choosing :)!!

Oki yeah that’s basically it!! I can’t wait to see what you guys come up with and once again tysm for all the kind words throughout this past year, it’s rly meant the world to me 🫶💕

EDIT: this post will be pinned throughout the duration of the dtiys to make it easier to find hopefully :)!

[luniise-kel]

very self indulgent comic :3

(I did a breakdown of this comic here!)

((so im putting up a disclaimer bc a lot of people have been slightly freaky about this comic so 1. this is based on a personal experience and 2. some of you guys are thinking its sad for the wrong reasons. yes, its sad and yes its with akechi but, yall r making this out to be the saddest thing to ever do. i explained it in the breakdown but hes just practicing his smile emote. i dont normally like to tell people how to interpret my shit but please dont be too weird about it! again think about this however you want but kept in mind i know a lot of people (myself included) who have done this exact thing. oki ty

tl;dr: comic is sad! akechi isnt faking a smile! pls dont be weird about it!))

[m1sa-w1sa]

Hii! I dont remember if I asked this before but I saw the new post that says that you are about harbingers again so Imma put my request. Sorry if I requested this before, if I did, please just ignore it. Anyways, here is my request:may I pretty please with cherry on top get Arlecchino, Scaramouche and Childe with a darling that is on hunger strike? (Bacically refuses to eat unless freed)

Ty 4 reading my request!

(Okie dokie!! Sorry if this took a little long to get out, i was researching a bit on it)

EAT ALREADY!!! Fluff, a bit of ooc, crack

Arlecchino

•Shes slightly confused, why arent you eating anything? What is this for? She tries to get you to eat, but again you said no, so she doesnt push it on you •After a few days without eating then she is going to take action, ok buddy.. shes actually wondering what are you doing this for, be freed from WHAT who is doing this? •She would get you your favorite food, putting it in front of you, waiting for you to eat it, if not shes shoving it down your throat YOU AINT GONNA STARVE ON HER WATCH ‘ You have to eat, Im not leaving until you do ‘

Scaramouche

•At first he wouldnt care that much, leaving you be, but he is slightly worried if he doesnt show it •Like Arlecchino, he doesnt know WHY your doing this, what do you need to be freed from? A contract? Debt? Getting hunted down? •If you dont eat in a day or 2 he WILL sit you down and make you eat if you dont then hes going to MAKE you eat ‘Your still a stupid mortal, you need food, Im not going to lose you… ‘

Childe/Tartaglia

•This mf aint wasting ANY TIME you didnt eat breakfast? Hes nagging to you about it, and trying to drag you back into the kitchen, no lunch?! Following you around flicking your head, no dinner?? Hes scolding you about the IMPORTANCE of eating •This man will find any way to make you eat, tickling you until you cant breath, putting ice cubes on your back, ANYTHING he aint letting you go on with this for me than 2 or 3 days ‘ Cmon babe! You gotta eat! Im not taking no as a answer.. ‘ (FINNNIIISSSHHHEDDDDD! Im rlly happy to write for the harbingers again!!!)

[yaut-jaknowit]

So somehow Gawtin or her human lover get ahold of a strap on :3

False Control

Pairing: Gawtin (female Yautja) x AFAB!Reader

Warnings: Strap on, wlw, lesbian sex, cunnilingus.

Word Count: 3926

Summary: Gawtin comes to you with a silicone dildo. She wants you to use it on her. The first time you are able to fuck her the way she deserve. Despite her allowing you to top her, she's always in control.

Author Note: I know I say this every time but I love our girl Gawtin. Sexy motherfucker who could twist off my head and I'll thank her. Also, I didn't know who was suppose to use it so I took the chance to write about our goddess getting dicked down.

P.s. I'm sorry but I'm gonna have to close asks. I didn't expect nearly thirty to be sitting in my inbox right now. Plus, I'm falling behind in my writing right now. Work has been rough with summer coming and people fucking calling out. So fun.

Masterlist

Ao3

In your hand, the silicone was heavy and thick. A concerned look passed over your features when you glanced up at Gawtin. “This is the average size for a male?” you exclaimed, eyes darting between the fake phallus and those gorgeous purple eyes of hers. Gawtin had given you this after visiting the market today. The two of you have been talk about getting an item like that.

One of her upper mandibles lifted with a smirk. “Yes.” She bent at the waist to pinch your chin between her thick digits. “And that does not even include the knot.” Your eyes widened. You had forgotten that small detail. Males had a knot… part of their breeding and such.

Your bottom lip was caught between dull teeth, eyes raking down her form you knew so well but loved just the same. “I wish I could knot you,” you uttered softly into the air, dazed by checking your green Yautja out.

The grasp on your chin tightened and tugged you towards her. Her warm breath fanning over your face. “Is that so?” All you could do was just nod with your eyes softening. Her long, skinny tongue darted out and teased your lips for a second. “You will not be able to but you have a chance for something else,” she purred with a hint to why she bought that.

It’s the classic Qui-oki visiting his aunty again for the night. Bziut-ty knows the drill by now. Every time you left her dwelling after dropping Oki off, a heavy blush burned your cheeks. Yet, the sister to Gawtin was nonchalant about it. She happily took Qui-oki for the night with no complaints.

You attempted to wrap your fingers around the base of the shaft but came up short. “Are you sure this isn’t going to hurt you?” you couldn’t help but question. This thing would tear you into two without any preparation. For her, it seems like she could take it with little foreplay into the mix. No matter what, you would still do at least some foreplay. If not for her sake, for yours to make you feel more at ease before shoving this massive thing inside of her.

Gawtin chuckled and pressed a kiss to your forehead. “I am more than sure, artful one. I want you to watch as it splits me open and I take it fully in. I cannot wait to see that look of surprise on your face.” She grinned and released her hold on your chin with a last kiss.

“Well… if you’re sure,” you trailed off and glanced down the hardwood floors of the house. Gawtin patted your head.

“Do you want to test it now?” Your head snapped to look up at her towering form.

“Like, right now?” It was stupid to question her like that but you couldn’t believe she was wanting to do that now. She just bought it. Well, that’s true. She did just buy it. Who doesn’t want to try a new toy the day you received it.

The forest green Yautja snorted and stepped further into your personal space. A space always welcomed for her. One of her hands splayed across a large portion of your back and pushed you to her. “Yes, this very second.”

Both of you were into your shared bedroom in less than a second. A giddy smile gracing your feature to hide your nerves. Despite her attempt to cool your anxiety, but the fact this thing was massive in your hands… you thought it was going to hurt her. Though, she does a little pain, biting and scratching are always welcomed.

The yellow toy was set on the bed. You stood before her, still fully clothed. Something Gawtin was going to fix. She hooked a claw on the strap of your tank top and pulled on it. Though, she could easily tear it off of you and replace it just the same, she gave you the option to remove it yourself. You raised a brow, eye flickering down to her own clothing.

“Honey, I think it’s you that needs to strip,” you pointed out, nearly demanding your mate to strip before you. Every time, you loved the sight of her muscles and even slightly pronounced breasts from breastfeeding Qui-oki.

Gawtin had to teach you a lesson. The massive female grabbed a handful of the clothe and ripped it straight off of your torso. You didn’t expect less from her and gave the green Yautja a deadpanned look. She ignored it by lowering herself onto her knees and cupping one of your freed breasts now. “I prefer to see you bare and at my will,” she purred and bowed her head to lick at your pebbled nipple. A low groan sounds from the back of your throat.

Your jaw drops at the feeling. “Gawtin, please. Be nice and strip for your mate,” you pleaded with the stubborn female. You saw the fire in her eyes flicker to life. Her tongue trailed up, followed by her lower mandibles up to the vulnerable column of your throat. They carved a path till your jawline before slipping off. You shuttered, body covered in goosebumps.

“Hearing you beg is Paya’s grounds,” she whispered against your ear, tongue ghosting over the shell of you ear. “Be good and ask properly.”

Now, you were beginning to pant, even with the light, little touches she gave to you. With your brows furrowed and lip pushed out, you up at her. “Gawtin, I want to see your body. I’ll be good. I promise. I want to fuck you. You’re so pretty. I want to see you take this dildo. Will you let me?” you rambled and your beautiful mate a look you knew she couldn’t resist.

“That is a good little ooman,” she praised and tapped your cheekbone with a claw. “All you need to do is ask sweetly, just like that.” Gawtin stood back up and stripped her body of any clothing.

Dumbly, all you could do was stand watch each piece of clothing fall away. It was like the first day you saw her naked. Adoration sparkled in your eyes even after the last article was placed to the side. “God, you’re my pretty woman,” you muttered and reached out to squeeze her hips. Your head only reaching her midriff, shoulders level with her hips.

She snorts and motions her head over to the bed. “Get the harness on, artful one. I’ll help adjust,” she ordered with a soft tone but you knew to listen to her. You padded over to the end fo the bed and found the item she told you about.

A black, simple harness that’s been modified for someone of your smaller stature and to fit the tank of a dildo she wants. It was simple enough to pull it up and secure it to your hips. Gawtin’s warm hands helped to tighten the harness so it wouldn’t fall off nor was it too tight. The toy itself was secured as well to the designated spot.

Your hand wraps what you can around the base and gave the firm silicon a few strokes. Your lover lies down on the bed and spreads her legs. You follow after her and kneel between her legs, eyes softly gazing at her. “Can I warm you up, my pretty warrior?” you asked with a hopeful gaze.

The Yautja raised a brow at you, letting the tension build up between you two. Then, her massive head dipped down in permission. You silently cheered and bent down, face to her exposed cunt. Though this wasn’t your first time, you still took in the sight.

Alien, but in a good way. Three clits, though longer than usual. You’ve learned they can grow up to two inches long when aroused. The folds themselves are ribbed and even inside are too. Definitely alien. And you loved it.

Softly, you wrapped your lips around the top clit, the biggest of the three. One of your thumbs runs a path along what would be considered the labia. The pad ghosting over the nubs that lined her entrance. Gawtin’s thighs tensed but refused to clamp down on your head, taking your fragile self into consideration. You lightly suckled on the sensitive nub you pulled into your mouth and ran your tongue over the flushed skin.

Her breath hitched while watching you, resting on her elbows. “Keep going, little one. Do not stop,” she commanded, voice in between soft and firm. Gawtin rolled her hips slightly against your face, your thumbpad teasing her nubs harder. You took it as a sign to press against the little sensitive bumps harder. She responded the way you expected her. A short growl escaped her throat. “That’s it.”

From the top clit, you moved to the one on the bottom left. That drew a soft sound from your mate. Her thighs flexed at your sides, barely moving any closer to you. You dipped a thumb just past her entrance to dampen the fingertip. The moist digit glides across the bumps easier, gaining a pace you she enjoyed.

The clit was released once it was flush with blood. For the first time, you tongued at her entrance and tasted her again. Your muscle scooping up what was possible and drinking in her taste. Such deliciousness that couldn’t be contested. You hummed, eyes hooding over, and returned to finishing the last clit. Her sweetness makes it hard to focus on one thing at a time. You just wanted to dive back in and consume the taste she created.

As you sucked, you slipped two fingers, just the size of one her own, into her. Her strong muscles rippled around your digit, trying to suck it in more. You stopped at the knuckle and kept your hand vertical. With those two fingers, you find a well defined ribbed area and push.

Gawtin growled lowly in her throat, muscles throbbing around your fingers. God, you loved that sound and the feeling. You continued to rub a small circle around the area and returned to loving on the first bud. It slightly twitched in your mouth, at it’s full length at this point.

“You know me so well, little one. Know all my spots. Such a good little artist,” she cooed, head rolling back and neck fully exposed. You hummed around her clit and sent vibrations up the length of her spine. Her thighs pressed against the sides of your head before pulling back. “Paya, you are playing a dangerous game, teasing me like that.” You smirked silently to your self and started to pump your fingers. Another finger added to the ring.

It barely did anything to stretch her out. Your hand being too small for the job. That didn’t bother more than did it worry you instead. The last thing you wanted to do was hurt her in a bad way. You added your last finger inside of her and kept pumping away.

Her arousal began to leak down the swell of her cheeks as you drew it out from her. You abandoned her throbbing buds to dip down and lick up what spilled. Your hand was withdrew from her and was replaced with your mouth. The taste of her returning to your tastebuds. A hum sounding from your pleased state.

In such a state, you didn’t even realize your hips were rutting against the mattress until you felt her hand on your hip. They stilled under her touch; breath caught in your throat. Your own slick was starting to drip down the inside of your thighs. The scent mingling with hers.

The hand slips more from your hip and towards your entrance. You mewled with her fingertips ghosted over your dripping folds and swiped up some of your arousal up. Gawtin brough it up to her mouth and licked off the sticky substance staining them. You shuttered and doubled down on her, tongue scooping what you could at the source.

Your mouth returns to her sensitive clits, hand diving back to rub at the spot deep inside of her. Gawtin’s walls started to pulse around your hand. Her noises gaining pitch, hips thrust harsher against your face. You severely focused on her, letting every other thought fall away besides just hurt.

With your other hand, you wrapped it around one of her thighs and pulled yourself snug with her. When her muscles clamped down on your fingers, you felt the bones creak under the strain but refused to pull back. You continued to suckle and lick at her buds, drawing out her orgasm the best you could. Your name was thrown in the mix with a magnificent whine you rarely got to hear.

Gawtin’s chest heaved with breaths as she gathered herself. You drew yourself onto your knees and placed the heavy cock on her mound. Deep down, you were excited to see this thing spilt her open, better than your fingers ever could.

When the dazed look started to fade from her eyes, you rubbed your hand over her stomach then dragged your nails down. They might be dull but she arched her back to press against them harder.

“There’s my wonderful mate. How was that?” you teased your very dominate mate. She growled that ended into a purr and exposed her throat to you. “Are you okay to continue? We-“

One of her hands lashed out and grabbed your throat. A soft yet firm grasp to keep you from pulling away. Gawtin pushed up to rest on her hand instead of her elbow to lean closer to your face. “If you do not put that thing into me now…” she trailed off, leaving open the threat. You couldn’t help but snort, knowing where she was coming from. All the times she’s teased you before coming to mind.

“If you let go of my neck, I can see what I’m doing.” There was just a hint of a snark in your words. One that Gawtin let slip past for the moment. She let go at your words. A smile was giving to her. You gazed down and lined up the pointed head of the yellow dildo at her entrance.

The fire in her eyes could rival the sun’s heat itself. Her desire heavy and thick in the air. You timidly pushed the head past her folds, watching as she consumed it. Gawtin’s cunt starting to stretch to accommodate the toy. Fuck, this was a sight you never knew you needed to see.

Each inch pushed deeper into her, you met no resistance, even when you hilted inside of her. A tiny part of you wished to feel what it would be like to have her wrapped around a real cock. “You look so beautiful stretched around my cock, Gawtin. You don’t understand what this does to me,” you admitted, raptured by the sight before you. You never thought this day would ever come.

She was back on her elbows and kept that sense of dominate aura around her. A soft look passed over her features. “Oh, I do know what you mean, little one. Every time I use my fin-ah,” she gasped when you pulled out and thrusted fully back in. “You sneaky little brat.” Her voice hardened. You smirked.

“You were saying?” With this tiny lick of dominance, you were acting like you had the whole universe in the palm of your hand. Her hand flicked out and wrapped around your throat all over again. Your thrusting stopped, eyes widening at the show of dominance over you. Again, she’s in charge.

Gawtin pulls you closer to her face. “When I stretch you with my fingers alone, you are a squirming, pleading mess underneath me,” she finished what she was originally going to say. You shuttered, your empty pussy clenching around nothing. “So, you better fuck me good, little one.” Her wish is your command. You rapidly nodded your head to get her to release your throat.

Thankfully, she did. Your hands grasp at her hips and pull back your own. A mix of her arousal and your saliva coating the toy. You shoved the entire length back into her, watching as it disappeared. You groaned lowly in the back of your throat and started up a pace. One of your thumbs moved to run tight circles around her top clit, still wet from your mouth earlier. Her walls tightened around the dildo.

“Paya’s grace, you know what you are doing,” she moaned and watched as you fucked her, eyes glued to the yellow toy moving in and out of her. “Tilt… tilt your hips down, little one.” Every little sound and word she made you soaked in. Instantly, you listened to her and angled your hips down to drive the head towards the ground.

Her abs flexed when you hit something your fingers could never reach. “That is it. Right-right there.” In the heat of moment, you accidentally sped up your thrusts, the praise making you lightheaded. “Slow. Slow down.” You whined an apology and returned to your former speed.

An array of sounds echoed back at you in the privacy of her room. The slapping of skin on skin; her keens; your pants. You bite your bottom lip to keep some of your control in check. Your finger continuously rubbing at her sensitive nerve endings.

Sweat pooled on your forehead. Though you felt your energy depleting, you were driven by determination to get her come. You wanted to leave a good impression on her so she’ll let you do this more often. You bowed down, keeps still angled down to rub against the sweet spot inside of her. “Shit, Gawtin. You don’t understand… how much I love you,” you rambled and gave her the sweetest eyes you could pull.

In her orbs, you saw something shift. But you had no time to prepare for when the scenery changed. You gasped after finding yourself on your back and staring up at Gawtin. The giant straddled your hips easily and positioned herself over the toy. Her body slammed down and engulfed the dildo back inside of her. She moaned, head bowed and began to ride the strap on still attached to your hips. Gawtin easily trapped both of your hands in hers and pinned them to bed. Her entire frame leaned over you as she took her pleasure from you.

“Gawtin?!” you shrieked afterwards, unable to move but not in any pain. She was taking what she wants from you. She dismissed your squeak, not stopping.

Gawtin leaned down and practically shoved her tongue past your lips. Her muscle dominated yours without much of effort. You were too stunned to fight back. You moaned though, back arched off of the bed. Her free hand found its back to your exposed chest and tweaked a nipple. Gawtin pulled back and stared deeply into your eyes.

“Ah, shit!” you squeaked and keened under her touch. “This is supposed t-to be about you!” With her riding you, it still was mainly focused on her pleasure, but you wanted to be strictly zeroed in on her.

All she did was growl, the fire in her eyes bright. Your bottom lip caught between dull teeth as you attempted to reel in your noises. You didn’t dare drown out what little sounds she made. Gawtin pulled harshly on your perked nipple with a huff. A knowing look passed over her features. You kept any other words to yourself if it wasn’t praise.

Fangs dug into the skin of your throat, on the verge of spilling blood. You pulled on your hands but the Yautja refused to let go.

The teeth moved to your shoulder, holding on tight. “Good girl, Gawtin,” you cooed and tried to thrust up to meet her hips. Yet, each time she slammed down practically bounced your body back up into hers. “You gonna come? Come all over my cock inside of you?”

A pitiful whine pierced the air. Her hips slammed once more with yours before stilling. All of her muscles flexed and twitched. Pain radiating from your shoulder, her teeth lodged into your skin. Another mark to add to the pile. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head.

Hands cupped your chin. Gawtin released her hold on you and looked at you. A smile broke across your face. “How was that, pretty girl?” you asked the goddess in a soft tone. Her face relaxed after making sure you were okay. Gawtin began to purr and rested her forehead to yours. “I think you liked that more than me.” At least you hoped so.

One of her hands left your face to touch at the bite mark on your shoulder. You couldn’t help but hiss at the pain. It wasn’t bad but definitely noticeable. “I would apologize but it will scar nicely,” she stated.

You couldn’t help the snort that left you. “I think everyone in the village knows I belong to you. Possibly the planet,” you teased her. Marking you is a favorite thing of hers. Anything to get you marked and smelling like her was her favorite. None of the males ever come up to you, especially when Gawtin is around. Expect those two times… those two males really learned a hard lesson.

Gawtin huffed before leaning up to stand on her knees. The dildo slips out of her and flops onto your stomach, covered in her essence. Before you had a chance to even think about cleaning anything, you were lifted up and off the bed. You yelped and scrambled to latch onto Gawtin. “What did I say about warning me?” She didn’t response and began to walk towards the bathroom. “Hey, I’m supposed to be one taking care of you.”

“It is my duty to care for you, little mate,” she stated. You groaned and leaned back in her hold, trusting her to keep you safe. “Complain all you want but I love caring for you.” You softened at her words and looked at her beautiful eyes.

“You’re such a big softy,” you jestered then leaned up, arms hooked around her neck to hoist you up. “You’re my big softy.” Then, you kissed her top two mandibles each. Blood still stained her inner fangs.

A purr started in her chest. The Yautja starts to run a bath for both of your sake and sets you down. You were able to strip yourself of the toy and tossed it into the sink for cleaning later.  “You never answered my question,” you brought up after the tub was filled with hot water.

She perked a brow at you. “I rode you like… like a horse into the sunset,” she responded with a smirk on her alien face. You pressed your lips together and looked away. “And you figure out your speed quickly. It was perfect. You are perfect, my little ooman.” Heat rose to your cheeks as you looked away from her shyly.

Warm water engulfed you. Gawtin sat you in her lap and wrapped her arms around. “You’ll let me go that, right?” you pleaded with a pouty look on your features. “Since I did so good.”

One of her hands stroked down your back, sending tingles along your skin. “Yes, you did earn the chance to do it in the future.”

Dominate as she is, she’ll let you have your moments of false control. You were swift to eat up each second she allotted to you.

[highhhfiveee]

Imagine having to explain to Mike what a Gyatt is😭😭

and the fact that it's not even a noun, but like...an expression. don't get me started lmao. it's like 'GYAT!" 😃

tags: fluff [: (sweet discussions and fun talk of rollercoasters. abby is me, conked out after a twelve hour six flags day).

it'd been a fun saturday; you, mike, and abby had all gone to the popular amusement park in the city, sweating in the lengthy queue lines and pigging out on fried snacks and sweets that made your stomachs gurgle after each ride.

you'd gotten back home late, and abby had fallen asleep in the car, leaving you two to put her to bed before winding down yourselves.

you and mike shower together, pressing your bodies close and massaging at the other's muscles, aiding the scorching water in washing away the tension of activity.

afterwards, you two retreat to your room and slip into your pajamas lethargically, recollecting on the day's thrills. mike falls to the bed as he pulls his shirt over his chest, resting his back against the headboard and grabbing for his phone settled on the nightstand. "'the deep dive' was your favorite?"

you're sitting on your side of the bed, gathering your hair and securing it all at the top of your head before tying your scarf around it. you turn to mike with squinted eyes, challenging, "how could it not be? a 90 degree drop into the ground is crazy. it makes me see stars every time."

mike protests with a squeak, muttering, "eh. that's just it's gimmick. other than that, it's just a glorified 'kinder circuit'" as he stares down at his phone.

"do not compare it to a kid's rollercoaster, mike. that's insulting," you muse playfully, beginning to spread lotion over your arms and hands.

"yeah, yeah," he stalely sighs as his thumb tracked over his phone screen time and time again after a short burst of noise. lately, he'd been prone to doomscrolling on tiktok, hooked after abby had shown him a lot of videos from her for you page, and now, he's furrowing his eyes at videos and replies using this slang he's never heard before.

"do you know what a...'gyat' is?" he questions, trying out the word on his tongue in a few different inflections. "is it like 'guy-yat'? they're saying it like 'guy-yat' in all these videos."

you take a deep breath, rolling your eyes in annoyance as you finish rubbing lotion into the skin of your legs and crawl up to the top of the bed to snuggle into mike's shoulder. "it's not a noun. it's really shortened AAVE, like...'gotdamn', but using it as a noun is its appropriated form."

mike hums, letting out a light chuckle at the frivolity of social media. you go over the term with him, showing him what it really sounds like and means, and he copies you, making you giggle.

"okay, that makes sense. seeing...'latina gyatt' did not make me feel good and now i know why," you full on belly-laugh then, sliding down on the sheets until your head is resting on mike's chest where you feel his own boisterous joy rumble through your cheek.

"well that's good. i can't let you go around being uninformed." mike grins down at you, wrapping his arms around your waist and giving your torso a gentle squeeze. with a tired tone, he mutters, "mmmm, and that's why i love you, baby."

okie short and sweet [: hope you all enjoyed!

faire's seedlings ✿

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[sleptting]

Hii !! ♪ Here’s the tutorial for how I make my gifs !! ☆ There’s two type of gifs that I make though.. so I wasn’t sure which one you’d like so I just did both of them !! (even if you did specify it I was going to show you how to do both anyways !!) hopefully this isn’t too hard to comprehend ♪

Type 1:

First, you’re going to import a shape (it can be any shape !!) and a transparent png of a character. (in my case it’s me :3)

Second, you’re going make a clipping mask layer and import a pattern (can be any pattern !!), then merge the pattern with the shape.

The third step is honestly optional but like.. the final product doesn’t look complete without it.. Anyways, you’re going to use “stroke (both)” on the pattern, you can adjust it to what you think looks good. After you’re done adjusting, pick a color, any color. After that, you can choose for it to stay like that OR you can go on and add more strokes ( ??) I would say the limit of strokes is three, because I personally think any amount over that looks a bit too.. messy.

This is just my personal preference.. but, if you do one stroke please don’t make the color white. If you do two, make it go white, and a color that isn’t white. If you do three, make it go a color that isn’t white, white, and a color that isn’t white. The reason for this is just because I like making my rentries look decent on both light mode n dark more.

Do the third step again but with the character. Again, this is sort of optional.

You can add text if you’d like, I don’t have any special techniques for text though.

Fifth step, save the image as a transparent png.

Sixth step, rotate your character a bit, don’t rotate them too much. (´・ω・)

Seventh step, save that image as a transparent png.

Now to make it into a gif. I use ezgif.com. Click the “gif maker” choose your photos, and then click upload and make a gif.

Make sure your settings for the gif is like this, you can change the delay time to whatever you like though.

Click make a gif, save the gif, and you’re done with the first type!

The gif should look like this:

Now, type 2:

For this type you’re going to import a shape or a frame and any amount of pngs of your character. Put your pngs into the frame/a clipping mask layer on the shape. Save your images as a transparent png. Go to ezgif.com again, put in your images, click “upload and make a gif”

Make your settings look like this. You can choose the fader delay, frame count, and delay time though. Click “make a gif” and you’re done !!

It should look something like this:

(me again :3)

Also for the rentries you listed would you like me to make all of those rentries or are those the specific categories?

By the way what’s an identity rentry because I have no idea

OHHH OKI TY FOR TELLING ME ! ! ! 〜 ☆ also uu look very silly ! ! <- procrastinated too long and forgot to get into tw.st also for the rentry I meant like make the rentry ! ! And identity rentry is like irls :3

[14buddy22]

heyy i heard you wanted hotch request! sooo you know when in season 11 when mr scratch is finally taken down but he’s kidnapped emily and our pookie bear hotch is in witness protection? could you write some really fluffy shit where reader or something was also taken by mr scratch and they reunite when reader is in hospital. i’m taking tooth rotting fluff but a teeny weeny bit of angst because hotch feels like he failed to protect reader? okie ty <3

Thank you for the request, my love. I love fluff and angst 🫶🥰🥰

Angst is on a higher level here, but the end is fluffy😳😳

You weren't a federal agent.

You never wanted to be. You knew what it was like to be in love with one. Early mornings, late nights, some days and nights without knowing where they are.

That's how you found yourself now, except you always knew that Aaron was going to do his best to make it back to you and Jack. But this constant fear of not knowing, you hated it. It's like Aaron and Jack were a team of unsubs, you trying to track them down with very little, knowing that they were in witness protection and you couldn't get to them.

Hours turned into days, days turned into weeks, now you were going weeks into months. It'd been nearly 2 and a half months since you last saw your boys. The smell of both of them beginning to fade.

Why didn't you go into witness protection? Well, Mr. Scratch was after Aaron ad Jack, he stalked Jack at his soccer game. Pictures addressed to Aaron arriving at the BAU a day later.

When that happened, he knew what he had to do. He lost Haley, he wasn't going to lose his son either. To protect you, he had to leave. He didn’t want to lose someone he loved yet again.

You wanted your boys. You were mad Aaron didn't let you go into witness protection with him but her refused to let you leave your career, your family, your friends. You didn't sign up for that.

He couldn't take you away from your family when you were close with them. He didn't know how long he was going to be in witness protection for, you could have been away from your family for almost 3 months at this point, but it could be years or the rest of your life. Aaron didn't want to do that to you.

Saying goodbye to Jack was hard, what was even harder was him not wanting to let go of you, practically begging Aaron to stay. It broke your heart. You remember sobbing two and a half months ago. Once Aaron pried Jack out of your arms, you kissed Aaron. Aaron kissed back with so much guilt, sorrow, whatever emotion that everyone was feeling. But, that kiss was your reminder that he was doing this to keep the ones he loves safe. He was doing it because he loved Jack. He did it because he loved you. At least, that's what you were telling yourself.

When you were out and about shopping, you saw a dad and a little boy shopping, you swore it was Aaron and Jack but when you ended up almost face to face to them as you were passing by, it wasn't them. But to see the boys happy, it made you think that somewhere, Jack and Aaron are happy together.

When you were bringing groceries in your house, you were in the midst of cleaning out your trunk when you felt a sharp pain on the back of your head. Before you can scream anything, you blacked out.

When you finally came to your senses, you looked around. You were in a house, tied up. Where the hell were you? All you knew was one thing...

You were in pain. So. Much. Pain. The crimson red shining brightly through one of your favorite shirts. It won't be your favorite anymore.

Then you were face to face with a man. Mr. Scratch. Aaron showed you his face so you could be aware of what he looked like and report it to the team if Scratch came after you. But, you didn't see him, until now.

"You're Mr. Scratch."

"I Am. And I'm your worst nightmare. Jack, that little boy, he's your son, right?"

"You better not touch him or Aaron."

He looked at the engagement ring on your finger and he said, "Oh sweetie. You're the future Mrs. Hotchner? Umm. I don't think so. Let me tell you, Aaron and Jack are dead. Currently sitting in a pool of blood for Agent Hotchner's team to find. It'll be amusing to see them squirm and what I've done for them."

"You didn't kill him!"

Scratch just stood up, laughing as he walked out.

You didn't know what to do. You felt helpless. You were bleeding out, you didn't know where you were, and you were just face to face with a psychopath. This was the guy who tortured, Aaron? This was the guy who stalked, Jackers? This is the psychopath who killed your fiancé and stepson?

Groaning in pain, you couldn't help but begin to fall in and out of consciousness. You didn't want to give up. You had to fight because if there was some home that they saved Aaron and Jack, you needed to see them. You couldn't die. Aaron would never forgive himself.

It wasn't until you finally woke back up after falling out of consciousness and someone was untying your hands.

"Y/n, Y/n! We're here. Are you in pain! We need a medic!"

Were you dreaming? Was Rossi here?

"Dave?"

Dave came in full view of you, placing his hands on your cheeks, trying to get you to take deep breaths and calm down.

"Scratch told me he killed Aaron and Jack. Please don't tell me they're dead. Dave, please."

"They're alive sweetheart. They're alive. Scratch is dead. He's gone."

"Don't leave me, please."

A few hours after being taken to the hospital for tests and being seen by the psychologists, Dave walked into the room.

"I just. I just want Aaron. Please tell me he's coming home, Dave. Please. I want Aaron. I want Jack. I just want them both back."

Dave looked at you and moved out of the way a bit.

"Y/n!" You knew that voice, so yes, you may have shot your head to the other side, wayyyyyy too quick, but when you were met with your sweet little boy, it didn't matter how much pain you were in.

"Jack!"

Aaron walked in with flowers, immediately finding your side. Your eyes met his as you were hugging Jack. His eyes were red and puffy, filled with tears.

As he sat on the chair next to the bedside, he hugged you, giving you a kiss that was apologetic, love, passion, happiness.

As you pulled back for air, he kept his forehead against yours. Murmurs of I'm sorry, I love you, I'm so happy you're safe are exchanged between the both of you.

When you did finally leave the hospital, it was nice to have both of your boys with you. You and Aaron would wed about 1 month later, you would adopt Jack shortly after.

Your boys were your home, you may have moved out of the apartment you three were calling home, but the new house, Aaron retiring from the FBI being a stay at home dad for your family in the years to come. It can't amount to the two and a Half months you had to go alone. And the reunion that had to follow after Scratch did what he did to you. As long as you had Aaron in your life, you could work through anything.

[gwendolynwcde]

❛ ☾ ◟━ LOCATION: outside mic drop karaoke

❛ ☾ ◟━ TIME: late evening

❛ ☾ ◟━ STATUS: closed for @ligtas

An after work special, Gwendolyn's team did like to enjoy a night of karaoke to unwind from a long and gruelling shift. Although she wasn't a frequent attender, she decided to change it up this time and join them for once. After a few hours of singing and a bit of drinking, the Chief of Police decided to call it a night much earlier than the others as she did want to have some downtime to herself. Stepping out of the establishment, she decided to take a smoke break prior to driving home as she lit a cigarette and began scrolling through her emails on her phone. Hearing the door open, she moved a bit farther after noticing that she was too close to the entrance and flashed the oncoming patron an apologetic smile, "Sorry, I should have been mindful of where I was smoking." However, her expression faltered slightly after noticing that it was Valerio, her past predecessor. "Mr. Dizon." she immediately greeted. "Were you here to belt out your sorrows away as well?" She had a long day and at this point that she wasn't sure if she was spewing out jokes or nonsense.

[tojiscrack]

HIIII I LITERALLY JUST BINGED THE WHOLE LIAR LIAR SERIES IN 7 HOURS I DON'T REGRET IT AT ALLLLL YOUR WRITING IS RLY GOOD AND I HOPE YOU GAIN MORE POPULARITY!! anyways just wanted to ask, how long does it take to make each chapter? And when is the next gonna release? No pressure of course! Just curious :) AGAIN LOVE YOUR WRITING SMMMM

HEYYY, ANON 😋💞

SEVEN hours? 😟 girl are you OKAY? 😭

also i’m acting as if the story, despite only having 8 chapters so far, isn’t already at 150k+ words, so ofc it would take SEVEN hours to read it in one sitting…

‘your writing is really good and i hope you gain more popularity’ 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

thank you sm?? idk how i can put into words my appreciation for that small comment (ironic ik, i’m a writer 💀). i always get flustered and giggly, i forget how to speak and just wisjwisjwiej ugh ty <333 so glad u like my writing so far!

okie now to address ur first question! how long does it take to make each chapter?

😟

the dreaded question…

i think my updating schedule has that answered in a way 😭

for everyone that was here during liar liar’s first release, the making of chapters 1-5 took months each ‘cause the word counts ranged from around 18-33k words 🫢 (ik, wild, like what do you have to say in a single chapter that’d make up an entire book in itself? 😭 idk i just like detail).

chapters 6, 7 & 8 were released in good time intervals, i think, and that’s ‘cause we just got into the main story, no more background was needed. these chapters’ word counts ranged from 7-16k words (still a lot, ik, but considerably and notably less than the first five chapters) so they were easier to get out as they got completed quicker.

so how long does it take to make a chapter? depends on the word count, really. if it’s on the heavier side, it’ll take about a month or two. if it’s more like the ones being released now, less heavy and straight to the point, probably 3-4 weeks? give or take?

second question! when’s the next release? 🙂‍↕️

(i appreciate the clarification that you don’t intend to rush me <3 ty for that! 💘)

honestly, idk 💀 i haven’t even started writing it yet.

usually when i release a chapter, it’s late into the night (i’ve noticed a running theme here recently, it tends to be towards the end of the week) and then i just stop writing altogether for the next 5 days so i don’t burn myself out and basically invite writer’s block 🫣

i checked my plan and notes for chapter 9, and using an educated estimate, i predict that it’ll probably be around 10k words (without including a bonus scene). taking my school schedule into consideration, it’ll maybe be out in another 4 weeks? maybe less (or more) depending on when the christmas holiday starts!

but again, TY FOR DROPPING IN AND LETTING ME KNOW YOUR THOUGHTS! 💗 I APPRECIATE THE SUPPORT MORE THAN YOU’LL EVER KNOW :D

and i hope i managed to answer ur two questions properly! 😊 i realise how vague they are, but unfortunately giving a clear answer isn’t possible in this case ‘cause it makes it seem like a promise (like ‘the next chapter’ll be out in 4 weeks’ without considering obstacles or school which i take really seriously haha) and if i did give a straight answer, ik for a fact that i wouldn’t be able to be consistent with it :)

[cepheusgalaxy]

Guy visits Ciça. Proceeds to get lost.

So so curious about this one!

Okie yay

So. Ive been trying to write a short drabble every few days so I can pratice, since I don't have much of a writing habit (YET) and Guy visits Ciça is the longest one yet. As of now none of the drabbles have reached more than 1k, but this one already surpassed and and it's not even done! The problem is that I don't know how it ends lol.

It is for my newest (favorite and especial and beautiful) Espada wip, and Ciça (short for Francisca) is a caretaker for my whumpee (espada). Guy is her nephew who lives in the next town with the rest of the family, and who enters the story on the third arc.

Snippet:

But Guy was in no rush. So it was okay. He knew he had, uh—he checked on the time on his phone (he probably should get a pocket watch soon)—around thirty minutes. He peeked into the content of the plastic bag he’d been carrying since the last town, on the backseat of an Uber Moto he’d called to get here. He smiled at it. She would love that. He went back to finding the gym.

Guy took a few turns left, then found a dead-end, then he went back a few crossways—probably not exactly where he had come from at all—and when the noise of loud chatter and sellors yelling out prices and fruits, accompanied by a strong smell of people invaded his senses, he figured he’d found the local market. Okay, that was not where he had meant to go. He was picking up his phone to check on Google Maps again, but then saw a few old people talking outside their doors in Old People chairs near the fair, overhearing something about some Helenoíse and her child who had run away to meet with some scum boyfriend, and before he could hear anything more, he decided to ask them for directions.

Ty for the ask! ^^