Since the game doesn’t have one, I made my own non-binary design for the Trailblazer: Nova !!
For my enby, non-binies, and gncs out there 🙏🙏🙏
I wished there was a non binary option but I understand GRAHH that’s what artists are here for >:)
pls credit if you use their design!
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prisoner!rafe was finally, finally being released, and you just didn’t know what to do with yourself. you barely slept the night before, deep cleaning the house, re-choosing the perfect outfit, making snacks to lay out for him. you felt like your brain wasn’t even working anymore at this point, but what you did know — was that it was about damn time he came home.
you see him at the gate to tannyhill, dressed in the outfit he got locked up in and you feel like you’re dreaming. he’s filling his clothes out more than before, the grey long sleeve shirt now straining against his arms, chest and back — his thighs even seeming to push against the material of his khakis with each step. a million things are running through your head as he approaches, like what the first thing he wants to do might be.
maybe he’ll want to walk around, observe everything at tannyhill that you’ve moved around or adjusted to fit your comfort whilst he was gone. perhaps he’s starving, and you’ll be rushed into the kitchen to start an early dinner. rafe could be tired, and want to slump right down for a nap— or maybe rant about the last day he had locked up.
he’s suddenly infront of you and you’re frozen, staring up at him with big doe eyes before you grab eachother simultaneously, pulling one another in for a bone crushing hug. rafe grips your cheek, kissing you so violently that there’s spit and gloss all over your chin and teeth clash before he pulls away — eyes darting all over your face. what he says next confirms what he really wants to do first. moreso, who.
“yeah uh, take these fuckin’ clothes off before i rip ‘em off. alright?” it’s almost a threat, but you practically vibrate in excitement.
the two of you race inside, and by the time you’ve reached your bed you’re only wearing your skirt, panties and bra. you approach the bed excitedly, stomach bursting with butterflies but apparently it’s not quick enough for rafe’s liking because he effortlessly lifts you under the arms and tosses you onto the bed like you’re nothing, your squeal muffled into the pillow. he’s chasing you up the bed on his knees, and when you try to push yourself up by the hands to readjust yourself — rafe shoves you back down.
your skirt has ridden up to your waist, and when you helplessly glance over your shoulder from your arched position — rafes pulling his cock out all with one hand.
“look uh, i might… i might not last as long as i want to, alright i— i was locked up for a long time. my balls are god damn blue. i’ll… make it up to you.” he winces, slowly jerking himself as you lock eyes. rafe is careful not to overexcite himself.
your brows furrow, reaching back and peeling your panties to the side — revealing the soaked folds that have been waiting nearly a year just to feel him once more. “d’nt care rafey, want you to cum inside.” you whine, and he swears he nearly busts then and there.
“sssshiiiit.” he sighs out in a whisper, letting go of his own shaft to spread your glossy cunt with his thumb, appreciating the fat lips and tight holes. “bet you kept that shit so tight for me huh? holding out for your man n’shit, that right?”
“yes daddy. only want you inside.” you moan, arching harder for his viewing pleasure and he hums, his fat tip gracing your entrance.
“well you’re gonna get just that alright, hold on t’somethin’.”
knowing what he’s like, you scoop a pillow between your arms, hugging it close and sinking your teeth into the plush white. it had been too long, the stretch was going to be lethal.
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Creep Vlad Masters/Misunderstandings Prompt{DpxDc}
so y’all prolly don’t know this but I LOVE the misunderstandings trope with Vlad and Danny, but I usually like to turn the dial a bit from ‘old man just wants a kid to be his son’ to ‘creepy old man wants a son so bad he has children with ANOTHER child’ BOTH sound horrid, correct? WELL that’s because that’s BASICALLY how it is in the show. And well I’m OFF A BIT but Vlad in the cartoon is a fruit loop with wayyyy too much money and uses it to get CLOSER to a boy WHO he shouldn’t be!!! AND if I’m correct(can’t remember if this is canon or fanon) Vlad has planted BUGS IN EVERY ROOM IN DANNY’S HOUSE?!??! WTH VLAD??? MIX WITH DANTE/DAN AND ELLIE/DANIELLE BEING HIS CHILDREN AND TRANS DANNY?!??! YES PLS!!!
HERES THE PROMPT;
Damian has known the strange new student for roughly five days two minutes and…He looked at his watch…Six seconds. He totally is not counting because he likes the boy. No. In fact he couldn’t care less about Daniel!
“Hi Dami!” GOD Damian HATED that smile! It made his stomach hurt and his face feel hot….DANIEL MUST BE POISONING HIM!!! OF COURSE! Why didn’t he think of that?! The boy must be poisoning his for his own nefarious agenda!!! He shall pay…Right after he says hi…
“Hello Daniel, we have a class project together. Your house,” he demanded. He HAD to know how and why Daniel was poisoning him. What if Daniel had done that to others?!??
—Fast forward to going to Danny’s house—
As they worked in the slightly messy living room, a baby cried out inside the house leaving Damian as Danny pounced up and almost slammed into almost every object he owned as he rushed down the apartment and into a room, Damian soon after. Inside the starry painted room was Daniel holding two children who looked like twins. They both had pitch black hair(same as Daniel’s…) and blue blue blue so blue eyes…Which matched Daniel’s eyes so…So..Perfectly…
“Daniel?” He was suspicious.
“yea…?” He sounded slightly upset, not at the children or Damian but more at the situation.
“You have siblings…?”
“Children.”
“What?”
“They’re my kids; Dante and Ellie…”
“What.”
“I had them at-“ he started to share before Damian put a hand up and silenced the boy.
“How old are YOU Daniel?”
He winced,” please don’t call me Daniel,” he whispered what sounded like ‘only he calls me that’ and continued,” I’m fifteen.” That was adequate, Damian himself was fourteen.
“When..?”
“When I had them?” Damian nodded,” twelve…”
that was when Damian decided this boy is now under his protection, he declared as such to Daniel only for the boy’s pale skin flush with a pink red of blood.
-End of Prompt…-
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if it's one thing your girl is great at it's making a million different google docs full of lists full of resources, ideas, etc that will help future me when it comes to posting fics.
fic titles are literally one of the biggest lists i have and not even in a perfect world where i write ten fics a day would i ever be able to use all of these, and i don't like to see things go to waste, and i know there's people out there that struggle with titles as much as i do. so i hope this list comes in handy for someone!
i don't think i need to say this but just in case: no one owns fic titles, anyone can use these, a dozen people or one or none. these are literally just words and letters. no one owns them. sharing is caring, enjoy lovies!
★ — ONE WORD.
overboard
runaway
repercussions
sledgehammer
stargazing
symmetry
deathless
honey
retrograde
stitches
gravity
helpline
hollow
suffer
pushing
warrant
want
wonder
emotions
nonchalant
lavender
daydream
nosebleed
jigsaw
static
float
limbs
hologram
careless
lush
rotting
phonograph
hypnotic
splinters
magnetic
wasted
lithium
dealer
she
candles
sabotage
secrets
better
crescendo
deny
phenomenon
nights
guilty
move
criminal
blue
rise
thirsty
strangers
clockwork
closer
hectic
change
somebody
more
misery
like
sour
lowkey
peaches
she
nervous
sympathy
scars
disappear
melody
gemini
cruel
persona
supernatural
nectar
obsessed
casual
tryant
xo
dare
honestly
yummy
out
paradise
nuts
groin
heaven
lost
stardust
tangerine
monolith
lunch
pov
perfume
dealer
tough
arson
★ — TWO WORDS.
hush hush
night away
heart stop
stone heart
waiting for
black rose
sad kids
spine breaker
look here
autumn leaves
for you
spring day
love maze
bad decisions
take two
wild flower
blue side
rainy days
face off
slow dancing
polar night
like crazy
club heaven
deeper water
romantic devil
hold me
angel eyes
picture you
after midnight
twilight zone
drain me
sorry sorry
pretty please
how sweet
bubble gum
empty box
love therapy
play me
red velvet
cherry bullet
midnight guest
cherry wish
code words
ghost walk
bad intentions
atlas hands
broken crown
crystallized words
filthy pride
fresh eyes
heavy feet
hungry ghosts
imaginary paintings
neon jungle
perfect storm
slow hands
stop signs
sad farewells
untranslated stars
after hours
bad liar
bonfire heart
bruised lips
cherry bomb
damaged goods
dead end
fire away
gunpowder hourglass
lonely together
lost language
old moons
one dance
paper knees
sleepy eyes
stolen dance
vice city
artificial heart
cry baby
daylight fading
dream awake
empty bottle
exit wounds
ghost orchards
moving stones
paper walls
oceans away
playing fiction
something wild
wild thoughts
everybody’s fool
eyes closed
storms incarnate
writing tragedies
stereo driver
soul searching
party’s over
backseat driving
fearful heart
backwards directions
nosebleed seats
high hopes
lovers rock
wet dream
selfish soul
washed away
rose rogue
midnight sun
teenage fantasy
wandering romance
sure thing
wildest dreams
rock candy
losing momentum
ruin you
heart holiday
sink her
cut splinters
hot mess
frozen devotion
little star
blind faith
favorite crime
romantic homicide
those eyes
play pretend
plot line
pretty poison
intimidate you
pretty face
strawberry kisses
lovers rock
worlds apart
desperate/separate ways
those eyes
the blonde
loving machine
spill blood
someone’s someone
★ — THREE WORDS.
got my number
happy without me
not over you
crazy for you
back to you
flame of love
just one day
let me know
hold me tight
make it right
closer than this
love me again
still with you
out of love
never let go
love in space
ready to bleed
bleed for love
between the bars
can’t be still
cold morning mist
in cold blood
matter of time
piece by piece
ship to wreck
taut with love
waste a moment
can’t see straight
down and out
in a blackout
just like fire
notes on tenderness
across the room
fire with fire
going half-mad
loving to ruins
rust to gold
send my love
talking in code
cradling a dream
cut to black
dear to me
run me dry
dancing with demons
kiss and tell
if you care
the cry out
steal this night
just for now
heart on fire
hold my head
nobody but you
simple and plain
a familiar sound
fool for you
drown your memory
falling into you
just like heaven
warm like beaches
love that stings
rotting in places
moves on you
save your tears
a single tear
light my cigarette
long nights, daydreams
boys like you
love me forever
hands on me
like a phonograph
taking over me
dug so deep
touch the ground
heart shaped box
where’s my love
tears of gold
lover of mine
love me wrong
kiss or kill
exes and why’s
love is easy
stupid in love
easy to love
lost with you
glimpse of us
keep you safe
death with dignity
just like heaven
heart of glass
baby i’m yours
pull my strings
★ — FOUR+ WORDS.
love me a little
happy without me
you can't hold my heart
wishing on a star
give it to me
around the world in a day
waste it on me
this mess is yours
feeling like i do
on a war path
blood on the surface
corner of the sky
do the divine love
drinking the corinthian sun
everything is laced in (add word)
lost in the moment
in the nick of time
mouth like a pomegranate
the bones you’re made of
when the mania speaks
all desire & no thought
blue in the face
collapsing and relapsing
middle of the night
sail to the sun
lay down your arms
falling into the sky
take me where your heart is
she’s like the bad weather
kill for your love
the cigarette and the smoker
the match and the fuse
saint, i’m a sinner
when the sky comes falling
pretty little hand in mine
even when the sun don’t shine
staring at the sun / sunset
tangled up with you all night
paper airplanes flying
maybe i’m a fool
tastes like rock candy
blood in a lemon
(a) heart ready to die
fate is losing its patience
at least we feel alive
death for your secrets
someone’s gonna ruin you
dancing in a crowded room
smell you on my clothes
always taste like you
leave me wanting more
hunger for (insert here)
swim before you drown
put your hands on me
drink my (these) tears and cry
i’d sleep all day just to dream of you
so high we never stood a chance
i’d break down anytime for you
maybe i’m wrong, or maybe it’s true
i only breathe so that i breathe with you
a worn out cassette
lips on my cold neck
talking in my sleep
make me feel like someone else
locked inside your heart
hooked on her flesh
it’s bloody and raw
the angel of small death
just a couple sinners
smiles cover your heart
charmer and the snake
stuck on your thumb
if i killed someone for you
dancing with your ghost
i miss you, i’m sorry
woman of the hour
shut up and look pretty
queen of the night
devil in a dress
the thought of you
to be your lover
falling over you
just like a movie
love on the line
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Actual pictures of sugar mommy!Larissa Weems picking reader up to go lingerie shopping in Secret Benefits part 3.
edit: PLEASE credit me if you use these anywhere. I spent hours editing these, it’ll take you two seconds to give credit.
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Just a lil chameleon drawing :)
Ough it looks a lil wonky tho now that I’m looking at it
Pls don’t use without credit <3
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just remembered i made this back in january
i should start posting the picmixs i made
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babydaddy!rafe was doing one of his weekly visits.
he was on the phone when he walked in like he owned the place, because well — technically he did. he’d practically handed you one of his families properties the second you got pregnant and refused to live at the ever dysfunctional tanny hill. he figured it was an investment, he was certain it wouldn’t be long before he was living there with you too anyway. you however, was making that plan very hard to come to light.
“just have my shit, alright? you— you know i could have someone else do your job in a second alright so, prove your worth to me… okay listen i gotta go— at my gir— uh, at my fuckin’… the mother of my daughters house. so i gotta go. email me.” he’s got the phone pressed to his ear between his cheek and shoulder as he counts a wad of money, almost in a caricature of himself. you bite your lip, awaiting him to finish up as you lead him to your room where your baby had just fallen asleep.
“hey.” he drawls with a small smile as he addresses you, pressing the cash into your hand. he did this every week, and at first you refused it — but he’d just transfer it to you on your bank app, not taking no for an answer, so you gave up fighting.
“hi.” your fingers brush his as you take it from him. “i tried to keep her awake to see you, im sorry. she had a late night.” you inform apologetically in a hushed tone, watching her father scroll over with a shrug, brushing a gentle hand over her tiny head, bending over to press a kiss to her cheek. she stirs but doesn’t awaken, the familiar touch and smell of her father not disturbing enough to remove her from her sleep, at peace. this makes your heart ache. your little girl knew her dad too well.
“yeah, that’s alright.” he stands back up, stuffing his hands in his pockets as he looks around the bedroom. you were always doing something new with the way you decorated, so he glances around — looking for something to use to converse with you. his face falls as his eyes land on something. now this, wasn’t the type of conversation he was looking for.
“who’s uh, who’s jacket is that?” he scratches his cheek, already holding that accusatory look in his gaze as he nods towards your vanity chair.
you turn, staring at the jacket, and at first your mind blanks. there was a few seconds where you did actually have no idea. all you knew, was that it was obviously a man’s jacket, hung almost domestically on the back of your chair like it was apart of the decor. rafe had already decided it looked too comfortable there.
“uh…” you frown, and when he walks over and plucks it up between his fingers — tossing it demonstratively onto the bed without a word. when you get a good look at it, your face suddenly lights up in recognition. like you said, the baby didn’t sleep too well last night — meaning you didn’t sleep too well. you were a little slower than usual.
“oh! its the electricians. yeah, it was hot so i took his jacket for him. he must’ve left… it.” your voice trails off when you see the look on rafe’s face. he’s squinting out a glare of disbelief, releasing a scoff when you finish talking.
“you really expect me to buy that line of shit? the electrician?” he drawls, stepping towards you.
“why would i lie? plus we — we aren’t even together—”
“hey.” he interrupts and your eyes skip towards your sleeping baby in the cot and your breath hitches.
“rafe not here, c’mon she’s asleep i don’t want her to hear us like this.” you plead and he licks his lips, glancing round at the cot before nodding towards the door, lugging his big body into the hallway. you sigh, checking on your girl before following him out, crossing your arms. “rafe.”
“so i pay for this house, i bring you money every week, and you got the nerve to have other guys in here? around my little girl? around you?” he tilts his head, crowding your space, voice more hushed now. you hate how your body reacts to him, instantly heating a little. as toxic as it was, hearing him act territorial told you that he still cared immensely and wouldn’t suddenly get bored and leave you to your own devices. your lashes flutter a little as you exhale and it doesn’t go unnoticed. “you do it to make me jealous? huh? ‘cos i can’t — i can’t imagine that there’s anyone out there that’s lookin’ after you like i am— alright, who’s gonna pay those fuckin’ bills for you hm?” he takes a step closer and your eyes practically glaze over when your bodies brush one another. he takes the incentive to reach forward and put his hand up your silky night gown, cupping your cunt. of course, no panties. “whos gonna fuck that needy lil’ pussy if it’s not me? huh? nah really, tell me?” he tilts his head, talking all low right in your ear making you mewl.
“it really was the electricians jacket!” you squeak, gripping his shirt in your clenched fists. you were so pent up.
“you swear?” he licks his lips, eyes wide as they stare into your own.
“on my life, rafe.” you breathe desperately, and he knew you wouldn’t ever swear on your life if you didn’t mean it. it was just the kind of person you were. he takes his hands off you, holding them up as he licks his lips, eyeing you over.
“alright… a’ight i’m sorry. just had a long day.” he apologises, seeming like he’s taking a moment to catch his breath. you continue to stare, thighs subtly shifting together. “you got that baby monitor?” he blinks.
you nod frantically, knowing it was turned on most times. rafe rubs at his jawline, looking around before nodding in the direction of the living room. “right. okay… go lay down on that couch. s’clear you need something from me.” he commands with no room for argument before sauntering off ahead, adjusting himself in his pants.
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a guapoduo twitter banner i drew :3
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