#rewrite

[thepinokio]

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[bkchaos]

Finally... Here's the official refs & line up for the College of Chaos gang!! :]

[sakxcii]

I hate this guy

[skzstarl0ver]

◦•●❤♡ Cyber sex ♡❤●•◦

Lee Felix x reader / boyfriend x girlfriend / one shot / smut

**involves!!** online sex, masturbate, cursing, dirty talk, naked on camera, strong language, detailed smut part

< I wrote this fanfic before but I don't like my writing style back then so this is a better version of my old fanfic >

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The screen lit up, bathing your face in a soft glow as your call finally connected. There he was — Felix — sitting in his gaming chair, hair tousled from his long day, his blue headphones wrapped snugly over his ears. The sight of him made your heart ache a little. You missed him. More than you could say.

"Turn your camera on, baby… I need to see you," he murmured, voice raspier than usual, already thick with longing.

You hesitated, fingers lingering near the camera icon. "I don’t really feel pretty today…" you said, voice barely above a whisper.

Felix's brows knit together gently. "Babe. You’re always pretty. Don't say that."

You hesitated for a second longer, then finally tapped the button. The camera flipped, revealing you sprawled on your bed in nothing but a pair of panties and one of Felix’s oversized shirts, the fabric slipping casually off your shoulder.

He let out a soft exhale — somewhere between awe and hunger. "God, you're beautiful… What are you wearing?"

You smirked, shifting your laptop just enough so he could see. “You tell me.”

Felix’s eyes darkened as he bit his bottom lip, his gaze roaming over every inch of you through the screen. "That’s my shirt, isn’t it?"

"Maybe." You giggled, cheeks flushing as you pulled the fabric up slightly, teasing him.

The sound of your laugh made his chest tighten. He couldn’t reach you — not physically — but the desire was clawing at his throat. You always did this to him. So effortlessly.

"You’re killing me, love," he murmured, shifting in his seat. "I miss you so much it hurts."

"I miss you too," you said softly, your voice dipping into something more sultry. You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear and looked into the camera, head tilted slightly, eyes full of want. It was your way of telling him I’m yours, even from here.

A tense beat passed. Then, he asked, voice lower now, rawer: "Can we try something tonight?"

You raised a brow. "Try what?"

His answer was a breath, laced with desperation. "Take off your clothes."

You sat up slowly, legs folded beneath you as your fingers toyed with the edge of the shirt. Felix’s eyes followed the motion, his breath caught in his throat. The air between you, even through the screen, was heavy with want.

"You sure you want this?" you teased, voice honey-sweet, but your gaze burned into him.

"Babe..." he growled, shifting in his chair. One hand already pressed against the strain in his pants. "Don’t tease unless you're ready to be ruined."

That was all the encouragement you needed.

You peeled the oversized shirt over your head slowly, deliberately, revealing bare skin inch by inch. Felix's jaw clenched, eyes flicking over your exposed chest. He looked like he could devour you through the screen. His hand moved with a new urgency, unzipping his pants to free his cock, already thick and leaking with anticipation.

"Fuck… you're unreal," he muttered, wrapping his hand around himself, letting out a shaky breath.

Your fingers drifted over your breasts, toying with your nipples as you lay back against the pillows. You arched your back just enough so he could see how your body moved for him, how much you were aching. Your thighs parted instinctively.

“Touch yourself, baby,” he said, voice darker now. “Nice and slow. I want to watch you fall apart for me.”

Your hand slid down your stomach, slipping into your panties. You were soaking — embarrassingly so — and when your fingers brushed your clit, you let out a soft moan that made Felix's cock twitch.

“Mmh—feels good already,” you whispered, fingers circling your clit in slow, sensual motions.

“Let me see,” he breathed.

You hooked your thumbs into the waistband and dragged the fabric down your thighs, tossing your panties aside. You spread your legs for him, positioning the camera so he could see everything — the glisten between your thighs, the way your fingers dipped into your soaked folds and came back shiny with arousal.

Felix groaned, his hand stroking himself steadily now. “God, you’re so fucking wet… All for me?”

“All for you,” you whispered, slipping a finger inside and gasping softly. You imagined it was him — his fingers, his mouth, his voice in your ear instead of through a screen.

“Add another,” he commanded.

You obeyed, sliding a second finger in with ease, your back arching from the stretch. Your other hand continued to tease your clit, rubbing slow circles. Felix was moaning now too, soft and low, his fist moving faster over his cock. You could see the red flush in his cheeks, the tension in his thighs, the veins standing out in his forearms.

“Fuck—yes, just like that,” he groaned. “Pump those fingers, baby. I wanna hear how wet you are.”

You didn’t hold back. The sound of your fingers plunging in and out of your soaked cunt filled the room, mixed with your breathy whimpers and the wet slick echoing through the speaker. Felix was visibly trembling now, his cock swollen and angry-red, precum dripping down the shaft.

“Felix,” you moaned, your voice cracking with need. “I want you so bad…”

His hips bucked into his hand. “You have no idea what I’d do to you if I was there.”

“Tell me.”

“I’d spread you open on that bed,” he growled, eyes locked on the screen. “Face buried between your thighs, tongue fucking you until you scream my name. Then I’d flip you over and pound you until you couldn't walk straight.”

The words made you whimper, your fingers working faster now. The pressure in your belly coiled tighter.

“You’re gonna cum for me, yeah?” he asked, stroking himself harder now. His whole body tensed with the need to release. “Look at me when you do. I wanna see your face when you fall apart.”

You opened your eyes, locking your gaze with his as the orgasm crashed over you — hot, intense, all-consuming. Your thighs trembled, your moans broken and desperate, your cunt clenching tightly around your fingers.

Felix lost it.

“F-Fuck, Y/N!” he groaned, jerking his cock in rough strokes as ropes of cum spilled over his hand, dripping down his wrist and onto his stomach. The way his brows furrowed and his mouth fell open in ecstasy — it was the most beautiful thing you'd ever seen.

You both collapsed — him sinking into his chair, you flopping back against your pillows, panting, bodies spent.

“Jesus…” he chuckled breathlessly, dragging a hand down his face. “You just ruined me.”

You giggled softly, heart still racing. “You deserved it.”

He grinned, lazy and dazed. “I need a cigarette and a flight back to Seoul.”

[maggieknight]

Art I finished on stream. These goobers are having a picnic again.

[luludomardraws]

Sketches :)

Smgp from @kuromipuzzles2000 (the silly boy reversed)

Goomba siblings: leggy and goombario (from that episode where Mario goes to the casino)

A little oc of mine called buff

And rewrite, cause his freaky face came back recently

[setestudios]

mfw

[invictusunbrokenunbowed]

you you get it

but what if the star wars sequel trilogy had been an animated series like the clone wars but set during the rise of the new republic? what if it was another fairytale after at the end of the first? what if it was about heroes and hope and family and the promise that sometimes everyone can get their happy ending? what if instead of turning evil and destroying the new jedi order, ben overcame the darkness before it could consume him? what if finn was an ex-imperial-cadet who luke rescued and trained as a jedi? what if rose just got to have a space horse and be happy? what if poe and ben were the wisecracking duo of best-friends-who-each-secretly-think-of-the-other-as-their-sidekick, a sort of successor in spirit to anakin and obi-wan? what if finn and rey got to be their ahsoka, a young tagalong who sometimes maybe saves their lives (and is insufferably smug about it afterwards)? what if there was no first order, only the remnants of an empire that had to be picked apart? what if the plot of the show was of saving the things we love and not of fighting the things we hate? what if the dragons stayed slain? what if the princess and the knight and the scoundrel got to live happily ever after? what if they all got to live happily ever after?

just... what if?

[ebbofcyanwhispers]

surrealist drunk rewrite icons for my favorite alcoholic @purgatoryquiethaven!

[dreemurr-skelememer]

rewrites for @digglesgiggles

[alisinyobooty]

ׂׂૢ THE LOLLIPOP ׂׂૢ (revised)

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Summary: headed to the store craving a lollipop sweetness, You came back with Chris craving a different type of sweetness.

AN: I lit have the og on my account from a year ago… we don’t talk about that. So this is my new and improved version LMAOO!! Ts also long ash💔

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Up and around the staircase of the triplets house the 4 of you went. Plastic bags from the little dollar store run shuffled against one another and with a thud they hit the counter. Feet scurrying to dig for the bag of lollipops you and Chris were so hopelessly geeking about. Practically ignoring Nick and Matt you throw one to Chris before you feel his soft hand take yours down the steps to his bedroom. A place you were familiar with. Not only because you have been in this house countless of times before but because Chris hogged you like if you were already his. Claiming you without words, through actions. Not like you minded. His bed being your automatic spot, leaving it to you he sank comfortably in his little chair beside.

Silence between you two rose. Clicking and random TikTok audios. But the one sound that popped in here and there, barely hitting your own ears, the one that felt like the loudest noise, at least to Chris was the noise of the lollipop going in and out of your mouth. A pop and a suck. His stare unthreatening but deep. Observant. A glint of something bigger beneath played behind those blue eyes. Your tongue meeting around the lollipop taking in the flavors. Spit coating it for a moment before you dipped in back in your mouth.

The brunette across from you moving himself a little too much in his chair at the mere sight of something so innocent. Thoughts filling his mind as he himself was salivating. Not from the taste of the lollipop. But the taste he hoped was to come. A taste yummier. A taste more fulfilling.

Your thumb hits to pause your video. A final pop sound coming from you as you pulled just the stick of the now finished candy. Eyes training upwards, there’s no reason why. Was it you subconsciously feeling the stare? Either way you met gazes. Intense. Wrong time even as you trail right down to his palm in his lap. Then back to his face. Flushed? “Chris you alright?” Voice soft on the surface but to someone caught, and overwhelmed, it was sharp. Demanding. Condescending? Whatever it was, the heat growing wasn’t dying down. Not in the slightest. “Alright?” He repeated back. If you look close enough you swear sweat dripped down his face. Hips slightly move forward. Legs spread wider as he gives a half ass smile. “Don’t bullshit me” you reply crossing your arms as you tilted your head to him. He hated how you could read him. “Nothing!” This time it was quieter. Almost ragged. Your eyes trail back down as you watch his hand either move or cover himself. Was he- omg?

And just like that he was the lollipop. The sweetness you craved. The goodness that you held in your hand. His own gripping your hair like a lifeline. This lollipop had more to it. It made sounds. It came with a show. Even an extra surprise at the end. It felt like rewarding something you weren’t supposed to. He was just getting off to you through his clothes. Pre cum on it to show the evidence he couldn’t hide. Instead of leaving, you stayed. Stayed and dropped right to your knees. His pants followed right with you. The feeling of just your lips around his big form sent him into a frenzy.

Your eyes lowly looking to his. Bitting his lip, suppressing the sound of his pleasures to keep his brothers from hearing. The need he felt to yell your name. Turn the whimpers into full blown screams. Gagging a bit as he jolted his hips forward. Whore. His body was practically begging for more. You were willing to make him break. Hear your name on his soft lips just once. Tears filled your waterline as he twitched within you. Hes close. Just before you were to suck him clean, he filled you up.

Warmth filled your mouth, sweetness to a hint of saltiness. That saltiness that was overshadowed by just what you wanted. That deep guttural noise you've been craving More than any lollipop. Made it worth it.

he was finished and your mouth was full. Full enough as he breathlessly wiped his mess off you, a passionate kiss. One filled with neck grabs and a trail of saliva connecting you both. “Sweet” he simply says as you giggled.

Just like a lollipop.

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[manifestnotfound]

so

rewrite round 2 you say ... with gallery ... with memes .... this is banger btw uauuauauuuauau

the most sane and serious comeback from me yes yes hello

[bkchaos]

Trying to figure out how to draw Rewrite closer to their model..

[xxelenorexx]

bee and breakdown duking it out on the battlefield for completely different reasons than everyone else is SENDING ME

“I WAS NEVER ENOUGH HUH” “YOU COULD NEVER COMMIT”

the other nearby bots who fight for a cause: ?????

It’s so tragic yet hilarious at the same time from the different perspectives 😭

Oppy and Megs are literally like: Great they’re at it again

While Bee and BD are having the most emotional battle of their lives 💀

[karasucatt]

When your boyf is a ✨creature✨