#sawry....

[majunju]

yeah

[bobadiin]

last day of autism awareness month please be aware of him

[ovaryacted]

I watch Arcane for the plot.

The plot:

[seraphont]

coworker sketches

[raspberryfries]

this was basically charles in the entire first half of apocalypse

[the-vivi-section]

these r like. barely accurate but i was desperate alrighr

[borgialucrezia]

"It was not just about sex. Even when we shot the sex scenes, those particular sex scenes, it was about a thousand other things than sex. It's about their emotional connection, where they're at, and their relationship, and how she feels about her husband. It was about so many other things than just about sex." — FRANÇOIS ARNAUD

[lesbianviolet]

still insane abt ruby and silver eyes in general. incase anyone was wondering

[deusfoundry]

sabrina carpenter-esque popstar!reader has been in a 5 year long relationship with actor!sylus, and yet somehow the world has no concrete proof that you two are even friends. there are rumors of course, with the amount of times you crossed paths at award shows and events, but they could always be chalked up to something else.

one of your closest friends is part of the cast of a movie sylus stars in, so it's no surprise that you're present at the premiere. seating in award shows are usually at random, and you two just so happened to be sat next to each other. sylus' twin cousins are very vocal about their love for your music, so when fans spot the cover of your album proudly displayed on his bookshelf during a live stream, he pins the blame on luke and kieran messing with his apartment.

fans have been growing suspicious over the years, and tabloids are clamoring for a picture, an instagram post, some insider information- anything they can use to paint you two as something more than possible colleagues.

but they have nothing.

until sylus is spotted in the crowd of the second night of your tour.

the first ever source that does numbers on social media is a shaky fancam taken right before the start of the show from someone sitting a row behind him, the sunglasses he dons doing nothing to hide his identity. except, it seems like you two have no intention of keeping your relationship a secret any longer when you openly interact with him throughout the night, pointing and sending winks at his direction.

and the fans eat it up.

halfway through the show, the internet is flooded with photos of sylus who practically has hearts in his eyes from how he looks at you with so much sheer adoration. there are videos that chaotically pan back and forth between you on the stage and him singing along to your songs word for word. some where he catches fans with their phones towards him, to which he gives them a pointed look and a finger that directs them to take videos of you, not him.

but what really took the cake that night was his reaction to you, dropping down on your knees in a provocative position, while your eyes are locked with his.

his brows shoot up in momentary shock before relaxing into an amused smirk. he chuckles.

so that's why you insisted on keeping details of your performances under wraps? even from him, who's usually the first person to know about every creative thought that runs through your pretty little mind.

five minutes after you step off the stage, sylus posts a photo dump of you on his instagram account that he barely uses. the first of the ten is arguably one of the best taken photos you have in your entire career. sylus managed to capture you in an ethereal, almost other-worldly light, making you look like an angel in the baby pink body suit you have on.

he captions the post with two simple words that cements your relationship to the world.

my girl.

[pupkashi]

a/n: i just wanted to write abt yuta being scary and sexy so here is my word vomit

masterlist

thinking abt bf!yuta who looks and acts so pathetic around u but is so protective and intimidating

yuta is so helplessly in love and devoted to you, even a blind man can feel the love he has for you a mile away. yuta is the first to laugh at your jokes, the first to tell you happy birthday and congratulate you on everything. he’ll give you anything you want the minute you ask for it, no matter what it is.

yuta doesn’t get into arguments with you, he’ll apologize for whatever he did wrong and prove to you he’ll never make the same mistake again. he’ll shower you in gifts and acts of service and spend as much quality time with you as you want.

there isn’t a thing he wouldn’t do for you.

yuta okkotsu isn’t the beefiest man on the planet, nor is he the tallest. but he is the most intimidating when he wants to be. and whenever anyone is a little too friendly with you, he definitely wants to be.

it’s only been two minutes since he left to the use restroom and there there some douchebag was, trying to flirt with you. it makes his blood boil, seeing someone who isn’t him be that close to you, trying to buy you a drink as you politely decline him.

it takes only a moment for yuta to walk up to you, snaking his arm around your waist and pulling you close to him.

“who’s this, angel face?” he asks you, his voice is soft and sweet as he speaks to you, but his eyes are sharp and venomous as he stares at the other man.

“he just was talking to me about some sport, he’s nobody yuu” you smile, trying your best to contain the situation while you could.

“yeah i was just leavin, don’t wanna waste my time on something used” the man snorts, turning around before his body is jolted backwards as yuta grabs his wrist.

the man immediately cried out in pain, knees buckling as yuta’s grip only tightened. “how ‘bout you quit crying and apologize,” yuta taunts, jaw clenched as his grip grew stronger.

“baby please i don’t want a scene” you plead, squeezing his arm and forcing him to look at you. yuta always thought your eyes were so alluring. something about them brought him a sense of serenity he never thought was possible.

“okay” he mumbles, letting go of the man’s wrist, rolling his eyes as the man cradled his now broken wrist, crying out about his pain and running the opposite direction.

the two of you don’t stick around, walking out into the hot summer breeze before you stop, hands on your hips as you stare at your lover.

“yuta” your tone is more than enough to stop him dead in his tracks, slowly turning on his heel with a sheepish smile on his face.

if you didn’t know your lover, you never would’ve guessed that the man who’s a stuttering and blushing mess in front of you broke a man’s write for flirting with you.

his shoulders are slouched a bit, strands of black hair framing his face perfectly as he tried his best to defend himself.

“I’m sorry darling” he begins, already giving you the puppy eyes you fall for, “i couldn’t just stand by and let some scumbag try to talk you up without-” you cut him off by grabbing his hand and pulling him to sit with you on a nearby bench.

“pretty boy, you know I’m only yours right?” the words make yutas fave flush a deep red, nodding softly as he looks at the ground. “you don’t have to fight or threaten every person who gets too close to me, i can handle myself” you explain.

“you shouldn’t have to” yuta mumbles, looking at you with a small pout. “i wanna be the one to protect you,” he sighs, “i wanna let the world know that they shouldn’t even think about trying anything with you.”

there’s a beat of silence and yuta is about to apologize again before you’re crashing your lips onto his. it’s a shock to him, but he immediately kisses you back, smiling when you bite his bottom lip softly.

“cmon let’s go home,” you smile, laughing when yuta practically jumps up, back to his sunshine smile as he intertwines his fingers with yours.

“you wanna make some cookies and watch a movie?” he asks, swinging your held hands as you two walks together down the empty street.

“you read my mind, pretty” you grin, leaning into him as the two of you walked, loving how he instinctively put his arm over your shoulder and kissed the top of your head.

there’s not a care in the world for you. you’d never have to look over your shoulder or carry a weapon with you. as long as yuta was by your side the only thing you’d have to worry about is stopping him from killing anyone who hurt you, intentionally or not.

[killakalx]

↳ blank/ageless blogs & minors dni

17+ content, gun play, wall sex, degradation, vigilante!reader, implied to take place during b:ak

“fucking slut,” the arkham knight rasps from behind, “just givin’ me a hard time cause you wanted to get fucked? ‘s that what this is about?” he’s wrestled you up against a rough concrete wall, ass perked up against his crotch and cock buried to the hilt. the domineering presence behind you would be— damn near is— life threatening, but the debauchery that comes with it has you aching for him; aching for anything he’d give you. you’re almost ashamed of yourself, ashamed that you’d let such a crude and cruel thing take place during your patrol. almost.

“mm- fuck you,” the words dare to come out of your mouth with a whine and the grip restraining your arms gets tighter, deepening the arch of your back so his dick reaches deeper and giving you hazy vision- not that you’d get to look at him anyway.

“other way around, sweetheart,” he coos through his modulator to feign concern, just as he thrusts hard enough to make you mewl and your body is nudged harshly against the wall. “‘s that how you wanna get talked to? like you’re something you’re not?”

“you don’t- know me,” you manage between gasps, doing your best to ignore the pang of arousal you get just from listening to him. maybe you just didn’t know any better. luckily enough, he’d be willing to give you the benefit of the doubt. if you’d known what he’s done, known of the pain he’s so familiar with and can so easily dish out, you’d watch your fucking mouth. “just shut up and-“

you cut yourself off when he’s pressed something into the side of your neck, digging into your skin as an overwhelmingly silent order. the air almost shifts with your silence yet he still pistons into you with a slow but rougher pace, groans of arousal- or frustration- loud in your ears.

you know better than to glance at the barrel of the gun, since he’s gotten his point across by now. suddenly there’s no question that this is life threatening; no questioning just how easily he could fuck you up. your life in the hands of the arkham knight, who’s gone toe to toe with the dark knight and killed some of the pettiest criminals in this same manner; save for his cock bruising the insides of your poor pussy. already leaking around him, slick and cum soiling the thick fabric of his tactical suit. all sore and puffy, just to clench around him every time his balls smack against your ass.

“you’ve got a mouth on you, y’know?” he ponders under the helmet through a breathless moan. “good news for me if I keep your sorry ass around, I guess. you gonna shut your mouth or should i give you a mouthful of lead and be done here?” the barrel of the gun is dragged down your neck as he speaks, modulator altering the tone of his voice in a menacing rasp that somehow encourages your lewdness. the way he talks is degrading, as if you’re a lowlife deserving nothing more than exactly what he’s giving you and it has you writhing… for a moment you wonder how your poor mentor would feel about someone under his wing getting off on his most immediate rival’s cruelty.

deep groans and curses leave you keening against the wall, closer and closer to gushing all over his cock. “nah, you want somethin’ else,” he drawls out, “just a nasty little thing, huh.” his hand palms the fat of your ass to push you further up and your own moves to grab onto him, but before you can reach he’s grabbed your wrist to fold it behind your back and you whine. the laugh he huffs out his condescending, like you should’ve known not to even try it. “hands to yourself and we both get what we want, mkay doll?” ❧

[majunju]

tamaki <3

[mydairpercabeth]

show percabeth is eating book 1 percabeth up

[uolarieclosed]

lee heeseung ☆ ! if you let me

━━━ in which you make quite the impression on lee heeseung who became head over heels in love with you …

SCHOOL BOYFRIEND HEESEUNG who first fell in love with you when you punched him in the face for being rude.

SCHOOL BOYFRIEND HEESEUNG who couldn’t stop smiling while his friends took him to the infirmary. despite getting his shit rocked, he remembered your pretty face.

SCHOOL BOYFRIEND HEESEUNG who really confirmed his feelings after you apologized with a pack of frozen peas upon seeing the large bruise forming around his eye.

SCHOOL BOYFRIEND HEESEUNG who started pestering you everyday to go on a date with him.

“it’s just ice cream, jongseob told me you liked pistachio and i know a really good place.” heeseung followed you around the classroom. “you mean the same jongseob you were being an asshole to?” you halt, facing heeseung with a scowl—and he swore he felt his heart explode.

SCHOOL BOYFRIEND HEESEUNG who finally got you on a date and was beyond ecstatic. however he’s never been more nervous; pacing around his room looking for the perfect outfit and standing in front of the mirror practicing his greeting to you.

SCHOOL BOYFRIEND HEESEUNG who had to resist the urge to not kiss you after walking you to your door, but he was even more shocked when you kissed him on the cheek, running into your house.

SCHOOL BOYFRIEND HEESEUNG who met you at your locker the next morning, handing you the latte he argued with a freshman over.

SCHOOL BOYFRIEND HEESEUNG who writes down every little thing you tell him. ranging from your favorite foods to your sibling’s birthdays.

“you remembered?” you open the gift box that held your favorite lipstick inside—knowing it had been discontinued. “i listen to everything you say.” you wrap your arms around him, muttering a thank you.

SCHOOL BOYFRIEND HEESEUNG who keeps his hand in your back pocket wherever you two go out and when he wants your attention, he spins you around by your belt hoop.

SCHOOL BOYFRIEND HEESEUNG who holds your things over his head to get you riled up.

“you’re gonna have to jump higher than that angel.” he laughs while standing on his tippy toes.

SCHOOL BOYFRIEND HEESEUNG who will embarrass himself for your entertainment. such as dancing to your favorite songs in public, letting you try your new makeup products on him, and allowing you recite all of the texts he sends you to your friends.

SCHOOL BOYFRIEND HEESEUNG who gets more affectionate and clingy when he drinks too much at a party he shouldn’t have been at.

“have you always looked this beautiful?” “i can’t believe you’re all mine.” “i think i want you to have all of my children.” “shut up heeseung.”

SCHOOL BOYFRIEND HEESEUNG who wraps his embroidered uniform tie around you so no one even thinks of approaching you when he isn’t around.

SCHOOL BOYFRIEND HEESEUNG who falls asleep with you in class so both of you get in trouble and he can sneak a couple kisses in detention.

“it’s just us angel, the teacher left a while ago.” heeseung tightens his hold around your waist, keeping you on his lap while he leans in with a cocky smirk.

SCHOOL BOYFRIEND HEESEUNG who shows up at your house in the middle of the night with bloodied knuckles and a torn lip. he jokes about how it reminds him of the day you punched him, to which you scold him.

SCHOOL BOYFRIEND HEESEUNG who knows he’s a pain in the ass but he would do anything for you.

© 2024 uolarie

[synthbug]

First time drawing the sillies pleasce excuse the inconsistencies </3 ^_^

[xiewho]

thinking about them all the time