#sorry thats completely off base

[pilotheather]

one ramble off my chest, bc i keep seeing this dumbass discourse and i just dont get it... as a preface, there's times when they openly state the political theming behind an episode, and i like it. similarly theres times where i do not.

but what i see sometimes is that... the argument that the show has to directly State Its Messaging right into the camera cuz it's meant to be accessible for children is, like, always stupid as fuck to me. its like if you were reading the ugly duckling and at the end there was an entire page dedicated to the swans explaining the Entire Point was about bullying (or interpretations thereof).

like, allegory is not... completely inaccessible. and i dont think just stating shit is completely accessible either. like its not a "this one is easy! this one is hard!" thing. i think if you turned to the camera, and said "this weeks villain of the week is CAPITALISM!" a child (who yes, could know what that is, but is likely not to fully connect any experiences they have had because of it to the word and broader concept) would develop a better understanding and be way more engaged with... literally being shown the story.

and yes they might not relate it to the political concept immediately there and then but... thats ok. i'd prefer to instill understanding of concepts into kids. i know theres plenty of media i did not fully connect to real world examples as a kid, but having grown up i feel like im far more appreciative of them like. actually demonstrating and communicating with me rather than just. slapping words on it. and of course those things arent mutually exclusive (both can occur) and as i said slapping words on it isn't always bad. its give and take.

children as abstract entities aside, i would understand More if people tried to argue that it was so people cannot deny the messaging and to put their stake into the ground in the current climate. that makes more sense to me. but i think the idea that kids just dont "get" allegory is just... so dumb when thats literally how some of the best kids media communicates ideas.

(and similarly some people seem to insist that it's cuz of a decline in media literacy and look. i do not have good domain knowledge. this is where i am open and honest. but i do think the insistence of a decline in media literacy is.... a super fucking ambiguous, open-to-interpret, bullshit statement - if not just a completely unfounded one. and ironically feels more like a snappy little sentence people loveee to throw about. anyway my point is, i dont think responding to a decline in media literacy by . literally. spoonfeeding people. is effective or good lol. cuz againits that thought of youre still not communicating any ideas properly with a person. sorry lol)

[arimiadev]

if they were a venn diagram they'd almost be a perfect circle

[possum-tooth]

fuck OFF!!!

[starrycat123-blog]

oksies hi starting a new thread of get to know you

haii I'm moth and also thea you may call me any nickname as well <3

I love musicals so so much (niche and popular!! basic-shaming is lame)

I am superhero obsessed (augh pied piper)

doctor who is my autism (yay river sonf!!!!)

good omens heoughhhhhhhh

super excited to meet you <3333333

Hi moth!! You can call me tetra. Don't worry that's not my real name or anything tho. I took it from the concept of tetrachords in music.

If we're generous about what we call superheroes, then maybe most of the things I like are superhero based. I mean obviously there's marvel and dc, but then there's stuff like dpxdc, sonic the hedgehog (idk if I've ever heard him called a superhero but he kinda is), if we count magical girls then like. Sailor moon and madoka magica

I haven't seen any episodes of good omens, but I read a really good fanfic of Crowley going to therapy a while back, and a couple funny ones with like yelp reviews of Aziraphale's bookstore. Plus I love the good omens analysis posts on here. I feel like maybe I half know some of what's happened in the show but also probably haven't scratched the surface. I'm kinda bad at watching TV shows, so there's a lot of stuff that I know from fandom but haven't seen. For another example of that, I've only watched one or two episodes of Sonic Prime. I reblog posts for it and it sounds good but idk. Just bad at it.

I'm a much more casual fan of musicals, I think for the same thing as above where I just struggle to sit and watch something on purpose. But I listen to the music from them sometimes, I've read transcripts online of a couple, and i swoon whenever I see a post analyzing the meaning of a musical song, especially when they go beyond lyrics and start going into the music theory in the tune. I don't have the skills or knowledge to do that myself but I love it so much

(when the singer changes their technique to enhance the meaning,, when this or that chord is a step outside the key to symbolize change or isolation or anything,,, using instruments as symbols for this or that character,,, tbh it doesn't have to be a musical even shout out to that youtube video by Scruffy on how fnaf's audio and sound effects make it scarier)

Lately I've been bouncing back and forth between Sonic and DPxDC. With hints of Slay The Princess in there bc I saw part of a playthrough of that awhile ago and loved the concept. I reblog madoka magica stuff whenever I see it (except magia record bc I know next to nothing about it) because that stuff makes me lose my mind. The love the pain the hope the despair!! Homura is probably like my ultimate blorbo but I love all the five girls they're so cool. I actually read the manga instead of watching the show though so I'm not as familiar with all the music. Plus I think the show had some extra scenes. Although it's a little confusing bc I think some of the extra scenes I see are magia record so idk.

Also I'm a fan of arts and crafts and will reblog that kind of thing once in a while, along with cute cat stuff.

Super excited to meet you too!

[phagodyke]

I still can't believe they're charging THAT much for the shadow of the erdtree dlc... for like 2/3 of the base game price there fucking better be 100+ hours of content in there 🤨

[arolesbianism]

Thinking abt the random card au again. Why must it go so crazy hard I miss it sm

[lix-ables]

ʚ : TURNING SKZ ON WHILE MAKING OUT ₊̣

note. helloooo !! please take this as a mini filler while i write skz + bondage, skz + corruption and god knows what else . enjoy !! ( based on an ask i got for hyunjin, decided to do it all for the members !! )

mdni, smut includes – making out duh, leaving lipstick stains on them, grinding, marking, handjobs, cockwarming thats it ig . (wc 1207)

B.CHAN … either you’re on the couch or on the floor with him leaning against the couch while you’re on his lap. his fingers are in your hair, and that's how he tugs you close before leaning in to kiss you. what would start off as something innocent, would actually turn into chan having his hands all over you, his fingers caressing your skin, or slipping them inside your shirt to feel you up, obviously being very subtle about it. that is until you grind up against him, your hips brushing his crotch and he lets out a sigh before pulling away from you to look at your face. “what?” you frown a little, your eyes following chan’s as he points to his now forming boner. “i didn’t m-mean to!” “it’s alright love, it just means i don't have to deal with this alone?”

L.MINHO … from the very start, minho can’t get his hands off you, exploring every inch of your skin, before pulling you against him so you can feel his dick through his sweats. “guess i missed you a little too much today,” he mumbles between kisses, his hand fumbling to shut the door close. your nails dig into his shirt when he moves to your neck, tugging your sweater to expose a bit of your shoulder. his kisses trail all the way from your lips to your neck and finally rest on your shoulder. “so fucking gorgeous,” he smiles against your skin when your hand reaches to cup his boner over the sweats and you whine when he pressed into your hand a bit more. “you gonna do something about that?”

S.CHANGBIN … changbin did NOT expect to get turned on so quickly, but from the moment you climbed onto his lap, to the second your fingers trailed and traced every bit of his chest, he felt goosebumps. his hands were at your lower back within seconds pulling you close to him, only for you to lean close to his face, a smile resting on yours before pressing a single kiss to his lips. changbin deepened the kiss before you could even pull away, his hand now cupping your face, moving down to wrap his fingers around the back of your neck, until you find something poking from under you. “fuck im sorry,” changbin breathes to your neck, as he moves forward to press kisses to your neck. “sorry about …?” “my dick,” he laughs, nuzzling his nose to your skin.

“we can stop if you –” “do you want –” you and changbin start to say at the same time before he urges for you to continue. “i was gonna ask if you wanted me to help you, because..” you whisper to his lean when you lean in close, your hips moving against his clothed cock which changbin decided really wasn't helping, “…it’s clear that your dick loves this.”

H.HYUNJIN … make out sessions with hyunjin could last hours if you both wanted it to – which leads you to right now. you’re sitting in front of him, his lips swollen from kissing him, hair so long and messy now that they covered his eyes a little, his sweater hanging off one shoulder exposing the part of skin that you had earlier marked, along with the reddish marks on the side of his neck and collarbone. the corner of his lips was smeared with your dark lipstick, and he lets out a sigh which came out as a pant. “fuck.” he mumbles to himself like he couldn't believe what just happened. “fuck is the right word to describe it..” you start, moving to him once again, your hand accidentally brushes his crotch, and you feel him twitch a little under your touch, and he shifts in his place on the couch. “did you..” “don’t finish that sentence,” he warns, eyes glaring at you just as you continue, “like that? you definitely did, oh my god.”

H.JISUNG … make out sessions with jisung are the complete opposite compared to hyunjin’s – they’re sloppy and messy and heated. which leads you to currently having your fingers reaching inside his sweats to bring out his dick, your thumb caressing the tip as you lean in to continue kissing jisung. his lips are swollen now, and so are yours – a bit more red compared to his but as you pull away, you notice his face now littered with your lipstick stains and he chuckles at your expression. jisung’s fingers rest around your wrist, helping you stroke him, before you squeeze it a little, your grip tightening around his length, and you earn a moan from the boy in front of you. “fuck do that again,” he mumbles, his hand reaching to tug on your hair.

L.FELIX … “baby we have a long day tomorrow,” felix starts to say when you lean in to kiss the corner of his lips, trailing those kisses all the way to his neck, staying there a bit longer than intended. you know he’s given in when he has his arm around your waist to pull you closer to him, and he mumbles how pretty you looked. you wrap your leg around his, tangling them together, when you accidentally brush your thigh against his dick, and he lets out a low groan that gets you wet immediately. “i-im sorry!” you start, but felix just reaches for your hand, resting it against his crotch with a smile on his face. “you just need to finish what you’ve started, don’t you love?”

K.SEUNGMIN … not the type to get turned on that quick, but when you start grinding against him, seungmin helps you out. his hands rest on either side of your thighs, teasing you once or twice by thrusting his hips into yours, mentioning how you started it when you begin to whine and protest. “you’re the one doing this to yourself, baby,” he starts, while also shifting under you to get more sounds out of you. “im merely just… complying to what you want – to tease me, hm?” seungmin would in turn tease you just because he can, and also that its his way of trying to distract himself from knowing the fact you’re turning him on while you’re making out.

Y.JEONGIN … definitely would NOT waste time when he knows what he wants – which is why you’re in the situation that you’re in right now – in jeongin’s living room, on his couch, cockwarming, while he scrolls on his phone. god forbid he takes a selfie with you right there, because, after the make-out session you had, your face pretty much looked fucked out. “you are at fault here,” he mumbles into your neck when you whine at him thrusting his hips into you twice, your walls clenching around his cock. “who pounced on me?” “no one fucking pounced on you!” you start when he interrupts you with a kiss on your lips. “well you started grinding against me, offered me a blowjob and also make me give in to this,” he smiles, pointing at the way your body is pushed up against his, your nails digging into his skin which you knew would leave some marks soon.

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[beansprean]

E11 Ideas in no particular order:

Simon the Devious rug pull/reveal

Simon the Devious was behind the documentary all along. He is Greg the camera guy. The documentary was produced by the Daltry Brothers Production Company with thanks to the Toby Daltry Memorial Film Foundation

Outrageous nandermo flirting throughout

Nandermo secret off-camera relationship (we already have canon nandermo QPR I just wanna remind everyone Guillermo is officially in the polycule)

We find out via tv news in the background that Jordan got hit with that sign Nandor threw and he died (no one cares bc they are doing more interesting things)

Nandermo get served by the local Staten Island Chapter of Vampire Vigilantes for operating as superheroes without a permit

"Clip show" where they all watch the documentary

"Clip show" where they all watch the documentary and its full of 'deleted' scenes that we have never seen before (leading to revealed secrets and arguments and confessions and-)

1 hour special that is literally the documentary (with a special guest narrator)

The Guide x Miguel I am so serious

The entire episode is just a backdoor pilot for a spinoff series (seanmaine sitcom?) (life as cravensworth's robinson's monster?)

The house blows up/is destroyed somehow

Colin, as part of the house based on my own personal EV lore, dies or nearly dies bc of this. They get a new house and bury him there and then he pops back up babystyled and the monster has to be his dad now

The monster sacrifices himself to save his dads (noooo!!!!!!!!)

Last scene all the vampires are going into the fancy room to have an orgy and Nandor pokes his head out to say 'arent you coming Guillermo?' and he grins and shrugs at the camera and goes in and thats how it ends

Jenna was there The Whole Time (please god it would be so funny i will die on this hill)

Guillermo dies and Nandor has to turn him anyway

Guillermo dies and Nandor tries to turn him but apparently thats how energy vamps are made whoopsie

Laszlo says "Guillermo" correctly

Red carpet premiere of the documentary with all the fan favorite characters returning as guests

(maybe even including the two Freddies bc it would be very funny. Nandor getting jealous like excuse me step away from Guillermo you had your chance and Freddie is like oh sorry no I'm the other Freddie and Nandor is like o rly hello and Guillermo is like exCUSE ME STEP AWA-)

Red carpet premiere of the documentary with all the fan favorite characters returning as guests that turns out to be a trap set by the Vampiric Council and they all have to fight their way out of that shit again

Red carpet premiere of the documentary that turns out to be a trap set by Batdor and Robllermo to murder a bunch of rich people

Nadja starts an mlm foot pic empire with the monster as her bouncer (dressed in a cute little pimp suit and feathered hat)

Somehow, the Witch's Skin Hat has returned

Guillermo returns to his pre-corporate color palette (greens and browns and reds and patterns pls!!) but its well fitted and non shitty sweaters

All the ghosts of all the people they ever killed/buried at the house rise up and attack (including lisa's severed head), and this somehow leads to Dolly finishing her unfinished business and saying goodbye

The Guide is proud and relieved to see that Nandor is no longer obsessed with her and they are buddies now

She insinuates that he found what he was looking for (in Guillermo). sometimes you hurt every woman in your life because your soulmate is a man

Sean dies (noooooo!!!!!!!!)

Sean gets turned into a vampire

Sean gets turned into a vampire and immediately breaks every rule and also turns Charmaine and somehow manages to take over the entire eastern seaboard and overthrow Tilda Swinton as supreme leader of the Vampiric Council

MAJOR timeskip, like multiple years or even decades. 10 year retrospective post-documentary release?

They recreate the supernatural finale beat for beat, complete with colin in a very bad wig and two covers of "you're dead" back to back to fill up the runtime

Vampire society rises up against the house after the documentary is released and they all die

[love-and-war-on-cybertron]

Imagine this ✋😌🤚 (Transformers Prime Wise) everyone is in the base chilling and the kids randomly start talking about who’s the most attractive of the bots (based on whatever random criteria list Miko made). while they are all going on about why their personal bot would definitely be popular they start arguing and suddenly call out to reader (who has been minding their business on the couch distracted reading a book or something) and asks them which autobot is most attractive, reader instinctively and with absolutely no hesitation blurts out the bot thats been on their mind for a while nonchalantly acting as if they didn’t pretty much confess their attraction and said bot definitely heard them. (I would love Ratchet or bulkhead, or bumblebee whichever one is easier to write for)(loved your Rodimus fic btw it was so cute 10/10) sorry this request was so long, it’s completely fine if you don’t wanna write this 😭

No need to apologize!! I'm so glad you liked the Rodimus one, it got rewritten like four times XP I still need to catch up on TFP, but I'm a little more familiar with Ratchet from it. I hope you enjoy!

Ratchet was too busy working to pay attention to what the humans were up to. This part had been busted for a week and he needed it for his next project. The talk was nothing but an annoying buzz in the background, occasionally becoming loud enough for him to huff or grunt to try and get them to quiet down.

Something about who the most attractive bot was. How childish! the criteria listed by Miko wasn't anywhere near Cybertronian beauty standards. What did a human know about biolights and kibble? The angular chassis of a tank compared to the smooth curves of a racer frame? This kids would make their observations and laugh, especially when Decepticons were the topic. Prime was called a "daddy" and Bee had "Puppy energy".

"What about you, Y/N?"

Ratchet listens a little closer, but still keeps his focus on his work. You weren't a child, and had a decent processor in that head of yours. You might have some sense not to play this stupid game.

"Ratchet."

Hwat?

Ratchet almost drops his tools in surprise. You, the only human he thought had some sense think he's attractive. Glancing over his shoulder, he sees that you had been just as busy as him when the questioning started. Sat on the couch with your book, looking around, stumbling over yourself to explain. He caught some of it: intelligent, skilled. Handsome for a robot.

Miko seemed to spearhead the grilling despite being the one to start the whole thing.

When you glance in Ratchet's direction, he sees your eyes widen and how quickly you look down when they meet his optics. Shame? Embarrassment? It doesn't sit right to see you teased. Just because you can appreciate an older bot.

"What's so funny?" Ratchet scoffs, "at least one of your kind has some taste." He turns away from the console and over to the platform. Bee chirps and nudges him before getting shoved away by the doctor. "Isn't it time you all leave?"

He leans close, glaring at the kids. Miko tries snarking back about the weekend but Raf mentions a movie playing. Bee volunteers to take them home, perfect excuse for him to go to the drive in.

Wheeljack heads out with them, raising an optic ridge at the medic as he passes by. It's just the two of you left. Ratchet shift, glancing back at you. You don't look at him, sitting back on the couch with your book. Body tense and heated. Trying to look casual and relaxed and clearly anything but.

He vents out and looks back at his project, then at you again. "So... got a thing for old bots huh?"

You hunch down, gripping your book tighter. "Ratchet, I-"

"You uh… sticking around?" He interrupts, "I could use some help."

You peek up over your book. Ratchet had you help a couple times, small hands being able to reach places. And again, being the only human in this base that he thinks has a lick of sense.

"Sure... Yeah..." You put the book down and smile.

Ratchet smiles back, offering his servo for you to climb on.

[naturesapphic]

For kinktober can we have billie being obsessed with when reader sucks her strap, and like billies always saying how its like she can feel it. And like billie just always finds it really hot when reader sucks her strap? Dom!billie obvi and with current brown haired billie pls. Tyy and if not thats totally fine too babes have a good day💕💕

Day Eight: Strap Sucking (part three of favorite toy/billie’s teasing)

Billie eilish x fem!Reader

Warnings: smut, Dom!billie, spitting, sucking on a strap

Kinktober masterlist

A/n: this is another part in the series favorite toy/billie’s teasing so enjoy :)

“On your knees princess.” Billie demanded as she starts to undo her belt. You obeyed her and sunk down onto your knees, looking up at her with a fake innocent expression. Billie got her belt off and threw it behind her, it landing with a loud thud. She took her jeans and boxers off to reveal the strap that she has been hiding from you but failed as you noticed the bulge in her pants as soon as she walked out of the bedroom door.

Billie took her left hand that was covered in rings and grabbed your face, squeezing your cheeks so your mouth is open for her. She then leaned down and spat in your mouth, her salvia coating your tongue. “Swallow.” She demanded and you quickly obeyed. “Good girl.” Billie said as a smirk laced her face and she let go of your face. “Keep your mouth open.” She demanded once again and you listened. She took the base of the strap and tapped the tip on your lips, making you wrap your lips around the head.

Billie’s eyes got darker and she pushed an inch more every few seconds making you gag. She smirked as you started to suck on her strap, you knew she loved when you would suck on it. Billie always told you it was like she could actually feel the sensation as if the strap on was real which you thought was hot. Making you gag on her cock was one of her favorite things to do and you enjoyed it as well. You were sucking on the head of it until you put more in your mouth, making salvia run down the sides of your lips.

Billie took her fingers to wipe the spit from your lips and sucked on her digits, your salvia coating her tongue. You watched her do so and you felt your pussy throb in need for her to use you and absolutely wreck you. You snapped out of your daze when she gently tapped your cheeks, making you go back to what you were doing. “Just like that babygirl…fuck. It feels like I’m actually experiencing it you are sucking me off so good.” She praised and you felt your cheeks heat up.

“There we go baby, getting it all nice and wet for me to use it to fuck you.” Billie said in a sultry voice that made your heart rate go up. You kept sucking on the strap until she pulled you away and picked you up, throwing you on the middle of the bed. “Now I’m gonna fuck you into this mattress until you are complete ruined.”

A/n: sorry this took days for this to come out but it’s here! Thank you for the two anons who requested this. I hope you all enjoyed it! Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! Take care of yourselves. I love y’all :)

[starstruckmiraclekitty]

Can I request a 141 and Konig please? where the fem! Reader goes down on them (bj)? Straight smut please!!!!😭🩷🙈

Lol I am so sorry for this trash😅 planning on adding in Alejandro and Rudy soon!

141 + König x Fem! Reader Going Down On Them.

Warnings: this is purse trashy smut, oral (m and f receiving), swearing, mentions of choking/gagging//MDNI!

Simon Ghost Riley-

“Fuck, thats it.” Simon groaned, his head lulling back to the couch cushion behind him.

You were splayed between his legs on the floor, as he sat on the couch, bobbing your mouth up and down his length.

You swirled your tongue along the base of his shaft, causing Simon to fist your hair firmly. "So fucking good baby."

You pulled your mouth away from his cock, a string of saliva following suit, and gave him a sultry smile before licking a strip up his length slowly.

Simon stood abruptly and grabbed your chin with his hand softly. "Can I?"

You wiped your mouth with the back of your hand and gave him a subtle nod.

A wolfish grin formed on his face, and he grabbed the back of your head, guiding you to his cock once more. He kept your head in place with a firm grip, and started thrusting his cock in and out of your mouth at a languid pace. Each jut of his hips had his cock slamming into the back of your throat.

You gagged slightly around him, causing Simon to moan loudly, and pick up his pace, desperately chasing his release. Your nails had begun digging crescent marks into his thighs as Simon's cock started to twitch in your mouth, shooting his cum inside your mouth.

He continued to thrust lazily into your mouth for a few moments as he waited for his orgasm to die down. He pulled out of you and looked down, with a menacing look on his face. "Swallow."

The look you'd given him as you swallowed, had Simon thinking he'd died and gone to heaven right then and there.

Johnny Soap MacTavish-

Johnny was a babbling mess. You'd been between his legs for the better part of an hour, your mouth moving up and down the length of his cock.

You hadn't let him cum the entire time, pulling your mouth away the moment you felt him getting close.

"Please, lass. I'm begging you, let me cum." He whined, his hands gripping your hair into a makeshift ponytail, as you lowered your head onto him once more.

You moaned around his cock, causing him to buck his hips. The tip of his length hit the back of your throat causing you to gag around him.

You were a mess yourself. You had tear stains across your cheeks, and saliva covered your mouth. Johnny engrained the sight into his memory, you'd never looked sexier to him.

Johnny's breathing started to grow ragged, signaling his oncoming orgasm. You picked up your pace, and moved your hand to cup at his balls, causing Johnny to cry out before spilling his cum into the back of your throat.

You pulled your mouth slowly off of him, and made a show of swallowing his cum. Johnny groaned at the sight, and ran his thumb along your bottom lip, collecting the remnants of his orgasm, before shoving his finger into your mouth.

You licked around the pad of his finger, causing him to grow hard again.

"Think it's my turn, baby." You cooed, as you moved to straddle him.

Needless to say, Johnny could barely walk the next morning.

König-

"Schat, please." König whimpered, his pleading eyes meeting yours. You'd been teasing him for the last few minutes, peppering kisses on his thighs, putting your mouth everywhere but where he wanted it desperately.

You looked at him with doe eyes, before moving your head to place a soft kiss on his tip. He loud out a small moan, as you wrapped your lips around him, and started a slow pace, bobbing up and down his cock.

He was always too big for you to take in your mouth completely, so you wrapped your hand around the base of his cock, and started to fist in rhythm with the movements from your mouth.

You pulled your face away from him for a moment to catch your breath, and moved both hands to his erection, twisting at his cock at a delicate pace.

König let out a string of soft moans, and bucked his hips into your grasp. "Scheisse, so close Maus. So close."

You chuckled darkly, before moving your mouth down on him once more. König couldn't help himself, he grabbed the back of your head and began pushing you down on his length, forcing you to take just a bit more than you already were. "Tits, let me…let me cum on them."

He ripped your head off of his cock, and fisted himself a few times before releasing his load all over your chest, his one hand still tangled in your hair. "Meine Güte"

He stood still a moment, to catch his breath before looking down at you. You had a wicked smirk on your face, and were an utter fucked out mess. It was then, König knew that your night was only just beginning.

Price-

"You're so good at this, baby girl." Price praised, giving a light slap to your cheek, as you choked yourself on his cock.

You groaned as he put his hands on the back of your head, pushing you down further to take all of him in your mouth.

His grunts gave you the motivation to start taking his full length as best you could, each time your head went down, the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat.

"Fuckkk." He pulled your head off of him, and grabbed your waist, turning you around so that your cunt was lined up with his face. "Sit."

You did as he asked, and sat your soaked core on his outstretched tongue, moaning loudly. Leaning forward, you placed your lips back around his cock, and continued to bob your head.

John landed a harsh smack to your ass causing you to cry out against him. His tongue was flicking against your clit at an unbearably fast pace, causing you to match his movements with your mouth wrapped firmly around his cock.

You could feel your own orgasm rapidly approaching as John's legs began to quake, and moved to wrap your hand around the base of his cock, grabbing what you couldn't with your mouth.

"That's it, baby. Cum with daddy." He pleaded into your core.

The coil in your belly snapped, your cunt pulsating against John's tongue, triggering his own orgasm. He spilled his load into your mouth, just as he moved to clean up yours.

You bobbed your head a couple more times on his length, collecting all you could of his cum in your mouth, before pulling away.

You flipped yourself so you were still on top, but facing him. You moved yourself down to his cock, and slowly spit out his cum all over his hardening length.

John nearly fainted at the sight, never seeing anything hotter in his life. Grabbing the sides of his waist, you moved to straddle him, before lowering your soaked core onto him.

John's mind went completely blank, as he realized he was completely at your mercy. Not that he was complaining in the slightest.

Kyle Gaz Garrick-

"Jesus. Shit." Kyle gasped, his head falling forward slightly.

You were on your hands and knees next to him on the couch, ass sticking up in the air as you slowly licked up and down the length of his cock.

"You a'right mate?" Soap's voice echoed in his gaming headphones.

"Yeah, sorry. Guy on your left Simon." Kyle called into the microphone, desperately trying to focus on the game in front of him.

You looked up to see your boyfriend sweating slightly, his eyes struggling not to flutter closed. You decided to run your tongue along his shaft, while hollowing your cheeks to provide a tighter fit for Kyle's cock.

"Fucking hell." Kyle groaned. "Sorry mates be back later." He threw the controller and headset to the side, and grabbed the sides of your face roughly.

"Faster, baby girl." He pleaded, and who were you to say no? You picked up your pace, continuing to run your flattened tongue alongside his shaft with every movement of your head.

You pulled away for just a moment to catch your breath, and as you made eye contact with him, you swiped your tongue along his tip, collecting the precum there.

He moaned loudly, and moved to palm at the flesh of your ass. You smirked before taking his length into your mouth again, setting a brutal pace with your mouth and tongue.

Kyle's grip on your ass tightened as he felt his orgasm approaching. His cock twitched in your mouth, as you continued to suck out the remnants of his release.

You pulled away with a "pop" and smiled at your boyfriend. Kyle returned the smile as you pressed a loving kiss to his nose.

"Let me just turn the console off, yeah? Why won't you go on upstairs, I'll be there in a minute."

You nodded and made your way to your shared bedroom. Kyle watched your figure disappear before grabbing the controller to turn off the Xbox. Kyle immediately turned beat red, as he realized he never muted his mic, and heard Johnny and Simon laughing hysterically in the headset.

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A/N: God, I hate this😭🤣 Also feel like I post wayyyy too often :(

[chrolloluvr]

Can you please do Stolas,Alastor,Lucifer,and Adam with a insomniac reader Hcs

Alastor, Stolas, Lucifer, Adam x Insomniac!Reader

note: ty for requesting bookie bear! also i do not have insomnia, so if its a bit inacurate, sorry!! I am going purely based off of the definition! Also this is not proofread.

GenderNeutral!Reader:

warnings: use of pet names, thats all!

Alastor:

A couple months after your relationship started, he would sleep next to you (by sleep, he would lay with his eyes wide open, sprawled across your chest.) And would notice you rarely slept.

He would wake you up with a nice coffee, and say,

"My dear, whats with the long face?"

You would look at him deadpan, your eyes barely opening, and he would keep telling you to just rest your pretty little head, as he ruffled your hair.

When you try to explain to him that you are an insomniac, he wouldn't understand. Why cant you just sleep normally? (this rule does not apply to him)

He would try his best to help you, by giving you warm blankets, or even letting you rub and scratch his ears to help you sleep if you are lucky.

Would stay awake with you and read to you a story ranging from fairytales, to stories about when he was still alive.

Stolas:

Stolas is very attentive because he genuinely loves and cares for you.

He catches on very quickly to this sleepless habit of yours, and becomes very doting. Constantly saying,

"My little owlette, you need your beauty sleep! Do you need a massage?"

When you tell him that you rarely sleep, and that it's hard for you, he understands completely. He is a Goetia, he is going through a divorce, and he has to take care of his daughter. He knows how tired you must be.

He will let you lay on his chest and ruffle his feathers, and will sing you a lullaby (similar to the one he sang Octavia)

Adam:

Oh boy. If he sees sees you having trouble sleeping, he will most likely make fun of you.

"Cmon babe, why cant you just sleep, its really not that hard..."

He earned a slap to the face after he said that...

Once you explain that you have insomnia, he doesn't fully get it, but he loves you, so he tries his best

He ends up not understand shit, so he grabs Lute to come and help you.

The most he can do to help you is let you play with his hair with his mask off, or will try and get you to laugh.

Will stay awake with you most likely, and you guys will probably watch a movie and cozy up on his couch.

Lucifer

Also another one that understands. This man has gone through ALOT.

"Sweetie, why don't you come to bed, yeah?"

When you explain to him your issues, he feels bad for you, and offers to give you a back massage, or to play with his rubber ducks a bit.

Will try his best to at-least ease your mind

He will let you play with his wings and run your fingers through them, or even let you brush his platinum blonde hair.

He likes to remind you that he is always there, and that he will stay awake with you if you need it.

Will ask Charlie for help, and maybe get some advice from her

Will bring KeKe to play with you and keep you company.

[teencopandthesourwolf]

“Please.”

Stiles stands there, chewing on his pretty crimson lips, pleading.

Derek isn't fully clued in yet, but honestly, the kid is kind of vaguely breaking his heart.

“Please, Derek, I'm really sorry about this, but please just—just don't say anything, okay? And just—let me?”

Stiles had texted Derek earlier, at 3.17am, presumably just before he’d set off from his house to drive his jeep to the loft.

Derek had been lying awake in bed, unable to sleep.

His messages had read:

> dude, i rlly need to come over. that ok?

And:

> ill let myself in if thats cool?

And after a few moments, in quick succession one after the other and before Derek had a chance to respond:

> and i rlly need u to just like. not get out of bed. presuming yr already in bed

> all shall be revealed

> lol i don't know why i put that

> and obvs tell me if any of this is not ok. ok?

> as if you wouldn't lol

> #sourwolf

> and yeah i know im being a weirdo but thats why you like me

And then, a few seconds later:

> right?

Derek had stared at the flurry of messages for a minute or so, then texted back:

Okay, weirdo <

About ten minutes later, Stiles had let himself into the building. Derek listened to the kid muttering away to himself as he rode the old service elevator—except it wasn't really himself he was talking to.

“God, I hope I'm not wrong about this. Like, I think we're close enough now for it not to be weird. I mean, at least I hope we are. I'm just so fucking tired, man, and have got to get me some sleep. Anyways, just—don't get up, okay? Or, like, can you get into bed if you're not already in bed? Sorry, I know I texted you this already, I just really need you to trust me. You do know you can trust me… Right, big guy?”

Derek's trust of Stiles was implicit.

When the steel door had unlocked and slid open, Derek smelled fresh, mostly unscented shower gel over the base notes of Stiles's own cinnamon scent, mixed with the very definite chemo-signals that indicated fear, restlessness, apprehension—and also, the strongest of them all; hope.

Let me.

Here, now, Derek still doesn't know what the kid needs.

Let him what?

Derek doesn't have any more time to wonder, though, because Stiles is taking off his sneakers and pants and is slowly, very slowly—as if giving Derek the chance to protest—climbing into bed next to him.

Stiles is now in Derek's loft in the small hours, in Derek's bed, fully under Derek's covers, with Derek wearing only his grey tank and black boxer-briefs and a probably terrified look on his face.

He silently thanks the universe for the cover of night.

“Like, you should obviously say something if this is completely heinous or whatever, but otherwise just—let me do this?”

And all Derek can think is shit, he's freezing, at the same time he is going into a some sort of dumbstruck shock because Stiles is now wrapping his entire sinewy, beautiful body around the entirety of Derek's.

“This okay?” Stiles asks, the air around them spiking with the smell of his anxiety as he Big-Spoons Derek like some human-shaped octopus, skinny but strong limbs astonishingly everywhere.

And he sounds so unsure, and so small, and Derek can't bear it.

Not giving the stoic part of his brain any opportunity to talk him out of doing this, Derek takes ahold of Stiles's wrist from where the kid had draped one of his long arms around Derek's midriff, and hangs on as firmly but gently as he can, manoeuvring them both around in the bed so that Stiles is now the Little Spoon.

“This okay?” he asks gingerly, mirroring Stiles because his own words are failing him.

Stiles says, “Yeah. Even better,” and his anxiety is melting away into something much more pleasing; something like relief.

Derek breathes out the word, “Good,” and feels a little dizzy and a lot amazed, and kind of like his heart is beating wildly in his throat.

The only reason he knows it isn't, is because Stiles says, “I can feel your heart thumping away in your chest, man. But, uh, I don't have wolfy senses, so… I can't tell if it's good thumping or bad thumping.”

Then he promptly stops breathing.

Derek resists the desperate, learnt urge to run away from this. He mentally shakes himself and figures: After so many years fighting monsters together, maybe he and Stiles can fight this one together, too?

He gives himself a moment to ride out the panic, then screws his eyes shut and, praying to nobody in particular, whispers, “Good thumping,” into the shell of Stiles's ear.

Stiles shivers and breathes again, but doesn't say anything else. For once, he doesn't need to. He just needs to sleep.

As the kid settles into Derek's bed and Derek's embrace and, hopefully, Derek's life, he smells like a mix of serene and content and promise—and also, wonderfully, of Derek, now.

Derek is a strange combination of relaxed and freaking-the-fuck-out because that's just the way he's made. His brain won't stop whirring at a speed of a million miles an hour, worrying about everything and nothing, all at once, and before he can bite into his lip to stop himself, he blurts out, “Cora says I sometimes dream-talk about Cajun Gumbo recipes.”

Stiles's only sighs, then hums quietly, his breathing already evening out almost to the point of sleep.

Just when Derek thinks he's not going to get any sort of real answer, Stiles mumbles, “Okay, weirdo,” on an exhale, and then he's drifting off into unconsciousness.

Derek settles then, and smiles into the nighttime thinking that maybe, finally, he might get a good night's sleep, too.

.

for @shealynn88, the bestest of friends. i love you and miss you always... <3 (unedited btw—forgive me!)

[struniolos]

guitar lessons.

chapter two: meddle about.

(you can read chapter one here!)

synopsis: you decided to take guitar lessons from your boyfriend nate’s best friend, chris, while he’s away at college. but one night, things go too far. loosely based off the song sex by the 1975.

warnings: smut! minors do not interact.

“what did you yesterday baby?” nate’s voice hums through the phone, as you cuddle up into your bedsheets.

you rambled to him about everything, how you’d gone to buy a gingerbread house to make with your friends, how you bought a new coat, everything other than what was gnawing at you. chris. you tried your best to act as you usually did, but made an effort to bounce the questions back to him so you didn’t have to talk about yourself.

“so, when are you coming to visit me?” you said, biting your lips.

“i’ve got to study for finals next week, so i’m probably not for another two weeks.” nate told you, making your heart sink.

the less you saw him, the more you felt yourself drifting away from him. it was a gut wrenchingly awful feeling, guilt bubbling beneath the surface of your body. in everything you did, you felt it.

you sighed into the speaker. “i miss you.”

“i miss you too, baby.” nate told you. “well, i’ve got training in the morning so i should go, but we’ll talk soon. i love you.”

“i love you too.” you said quietly, holding your face in your hands.

as the phone call came to an end, you found yourself curled in a ball under the covers. it was almost 8pm, when you agreed to meet with chris. but your heart was telling you not to go, that this was an awful idea. because it was, you had just told your boyfriend how you loved him moments before meeting up with his best friend. you decided to message chris.

you: i’m not coming, i’m sorry.

he typed back instantly.

chris: why? we can just chill :(

you: it’s too cold. i just want to stay in bed.

you try and weasel your way out of the gate you’ve opened, to step back as if you weren’t the one also engaging in this.

chris: what if i came to pick you up?

you bit your lips, sighing.

you: fine.

about an hour later, you look out your bedroom window to see the familiar black van out the front of your house, it’s headlights illuminating the icy road thats caked in snow at the curb. you grab your hoodie and put on your slippers, sneaking down the staircase to not disturb your parents as they would know damn well it wasn’t nate.

you tiptoed your way out the front door, walking the snowy path towards the van. chris had already reached over to open the door for you, and you felt yourself getting flustered. you jumped into the van, closing the door firmly behind you and looking over at chris, his hair dark and loose, his silver necklace stark against his black crewneck.

“hey.” he smiled, putting the car into drive.

“hey.” you said shyly, biting your cheek. “so, where are we going?”

“you’ll see.” chris shrugged, with one the hand on the wheel and the other propped up against the window.

you felt an unbearable weight on your chest, something urging you to stop. to tell him to turn around and take you home. but there was something about him, something that you couldn’t fight. nate was the safe option, you knew that, but chris- chris was dangerous.

the radio was on quietly, the hum of the engine and icy roads filling your ears. you both didn’t speak for the rest of the drive, in complete silence within each other’s company. you wondered if chris was thinking about nate, or if he was selfishly wanting you all to himself.

eventually, you were parked at a lookout spot at the hilled part of the neighbourhood, looking out to the thousands of houses below only specks of yellow light against the darkness. you were shielded by woods, away from prying eyes.

chris parked the car, pulling the handbreak and leaning back in his chair. he looked over at you, his eyes dark.

“i don’t know what i’m doing, chris.” you said softly, breaking the silence. “i shouldn’t be here.”

“but you came.” he opposed, rubbing his face- his chain bracelet falling down his veined arm. you found yourself eyeing his fingers too, long and slender, the dimmed light carving out his features.

chris was the one to make the first move, shifting his hand to your thigh as he held eye contact with you. “why did you leave yesterday?”

“because it’s wrong and we shouldn’t be…i shouldn’t be doing this.” you said with pleading eyes.

chris continued rubbing your thigh. you don’t stop him. he leaned over to grab your face with his other hand, his finger tracing your warm cheek and lips, his thumb prying your mouth open.

“after you left, did you go home and touch yourself thinking about me?” he murmured, looking at you though hooded eyelids.

you hated how much you loved this, how much you revelled in his forbidden touch. you knew he wanted you to suck on his fingers but you didn’t, simply kissing the pad of his thumb. “no.”

“hmm.” he hummed, grabbing your cheeks with one hand, his fingers digging into your cheeks as he squeezed them together to pout your mouth. “i did.”

you clenched your thighs together, as he kissed you deep. you moaned into his mouth, as his tongue came to lick into yours. it was messy, all teeth and tongue. you never did this with nate, it was always so straightforward. you guessed this was why chris was so enticing- he was everything nate wasn’t.

“come over here.” he whispered, grabbing your hips to help you. he pushed the seat backwards to give you both more space, as you settled yourself on his lap, straddling him.

you rubbed your palms down his shirt, breathing heavily. “what happened to teaching me guitar?

“i’m teaching you something else.” he smirked, kissing you again, this time slower.

you pulled away briefly. “and what would that be?”

“how to feel good.” he flirted, kissing the corner of your mouth, his hands greedy as he squeezed your hips and groped your behind.

“my boyfriend makes me feel just fine.” you told him, trying to elicit a reaction.

but chris didn’t react, instead looking you directly in the eyes as he tilted his head as he dipped a hand below your sweatpants. “if he did, why did you come to me?”

your lips fall apart as he began to rub circles through your panties, your sensitive bundle of nerves pulsating at his touch. your lips found each other, tongues dancing and hot air spilling from your nose as your breathing picked up. he moved your underwear to the side, his fingers collecting your slick.

“i dreamed about this.” chris told you, as he began to push his ring finger inside your velvet walls.

“you did?” you breathed, bracing your hands on his shoulders.

he kissed your cheek sloppily. “mhm, about how good you’d feel.”

you moaned at the feeling of his finger fully seated inside you. fuck, it had been so long. chris pumped his finger in and out of you a few times before adding another, your vision blurring and body heating up.

“c’mon pretty girl.” he urged you, as his fingers curled and beckoned you towards your orgasm.

you moaned raggedly into his mouth, your hips starting to grind up and down. the feeling of his lips on yours, his hand on the small of your back guiding you as he fingered you deep sent you over the edge embarrassingly quickly. you moaned and squirmed in his lap, a complete mess. he coerced your release through small praises and kisses, holding you close to his chest. chris brought his fingers to his mouth to suck clean, locking eyes with you- it was lewd, but ridiculously hot.

“i want to be inside you.” chris confessed, his lips attaching to your neck to suck bruises into your skin.

“chris.” you protested, but he continued to assault your neck, his other hand coming to cup your ass, moulding it against his hand.

“i can take care of you better than him.” he uttered, now squeezing your breasts with both hands, kneading and palming them.

you felt your pussy flutter, your core coming in contact with his hardness. you ground down onto him, the friction euphoric. “show me.”

between kisses and whispers, chris assisted you in ridding yourself of your hoodie, and pulling your sweatpants off. he tossed them into the backseat, as well as tossing his crewneck and tshirt off and shimmying down his own sweatpants, so they sat at his thighs. you continued to grind yourself down on his hardness, both of you moaning and breathing heavily at the feeling.

you couldn’t do this to nate, this would completely change things. this would break you. you knew if you continued, that there was no going back. but it just felt so good.

chris kissed the valleys of your breasts, pulling your bra down so it hung at your hips, as he continued to suckle on each one, toying with the other with his free hand. you moaned heavily, the feeling of his warm mouth and breath on you too much. chris pulled away with a wet pop, leaving your nipples peaked and wet.

“i want you to spit on my cock before i fuck you.” he instructed, and you did as you were told.

you pulled down his boxers to let his weeping cock spring free, letting it slap against his stomach. you licked your lips, as you held it in your hands, the warm weight of it enough to send you over the edge. he was definitely bigger than nate, girthier too- you knew it was going to hurt. you spit on your hand, before coating it all over his cock like lube. chris threw his head back, groaning and bucking his hips up into your hand.

chris stopped you, placing his palm on your chest. he sat himself upright, as you hovered your hips above him. he pushed your soaked panties to the side once more, rubbing the red tip of his cock against your opening. you both indulged in the feeling, pushing your lips together and your breath mingling as one.

“want me to fuck you, pretty girl?” he growled.

“please.” you pleaded, feverishly kissing him.

“you think i can fuck you better than your boyfriend?” he dares, licking behind your ear and continuing to rub the tip of his cock against your wet folds.

you shudder, biting your lips to you conceal your answer as your pussy throbs. yes, you think to yourself.

chris grabs your hips, leaving crescent moons in your flesh from his nails as he guides you. you let out an embarrassing desperate moan as you sink yourself down onto him, seated perfectly in his lap. he’s only halfway in, and the stretch is much more than you’re used to. or maybe because it had been so long? was it because he was bigger than nate? your mind buzzed with thoughts. thoughts of your boyfriend. here you where, with his best friends dick inside of you- and it turned you on much more than you’d admit to yourself.

chris kissed you sloppily as he helped you seat yourself completely on him, your pussy swallowing him whole. you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him impossibly close. you felt so full, so content. you hadn’t felt this...ever.

without much time to adjust to his size, chris began thrusting his hips up into you, filling you to the hilt. you gasped and grappled onto him, anywhere you could, his hair, his shoulders, the car seat behind him. he was relentless.

“i’ve wanted to do this for months.” he whispered, grabbing a fist full of your hair and using it to pull your head back, giving him full access to your neck and chest.

all you could do was moan in response, as his hips snapped up into you at a reckless pace. he licked up your throat, and dipped his fingers into your mouth. you gagged on them, saliva dripping down your chin. it was filthy and messy and so fucking hot. you had never experienced anything like it.

“do i fuck you better than your boyfriend? huh?” he growled, as you began to meet his thrusts, desperately chasing your release.

“mhm” you muffled, his fingers dropping from your mouth.

“what was that?” he taunted, a devilish smile daunting over him.

you almost felt like you were going to split in half with the pace and force he was fucking into you. tears were almost pricking your eyes, everything just felt so good.

“yes, yes chris.” you cried, a blubbering mess as he grabbed your hips tighter to pound into you.

you grabbed his face with both hands, kissing him full of tongue and saliva. everything was becoming blurred, your thoughts of nate a distant memory as you felt your orgasm building in your stomach. your toes began to curl, your face contorting and a high pitched squeal -you didn’t know you were capable of- coming from within you.

“fuck oh my god!” you shuddered, your body beginning to convulse and shake around him, clutching onto his sweaty body tighter.

you felt your release come quicker than you’d have liked, with chris’ thrusts becoming more languid as he helped you ride out your high. his hair was stuck to his forehead, his cheeks and chest flushed red. his eyebrows knit together and lips parted as he followed close behind you, shooting his hot juices into you. you let your forehead fall to his shoulder, breathing heavily and your body shuddering.

you both sat for a while, catching your breath, with chris still deep inside you. you raised your head, looking at him with saddened eyes, pushing his hair from his face.

chris pouted at you, scrunching his nose. “what?”

“i cant believe we did that. that…that shouldn’t have happened.” you tell him softly, as the weight of the situation finally sunk in.

you had cheated on nate.

“he won’t know.” chris assured you, rubbing slow circles on your bare back.

you shook your head. “but what if he finds out.“

“he won’t.” chris said firmly, looking at you with a seriousness you weren’t used to. “same time tomorrow?”

you rubbed your forehead, looking at the man before you. he was gorgeous, all fucked out and blissful, lips kissed and hair mussed. how could you say no?

“okay.”

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[dolphincultleader]

Who's Minhyeok?

Word Count- 1k

Tw- Curses, Not explicitly stated but it can be read as Mingyu thinking you cheated, reader burns her hand, lmk what i missed

A/N- Saw a insta reel last night and based this on it :)

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Mingyu was the golden retriever of the relationship. You loved the overall dynamic of the relationship. You guys balanced each other really well.

Yet, being the black-cat didn't stop you from also being the prankster of the duo. You loved seeing him flustered or riled up.

So now, as you were both having a tickle fight, an idea cross your mind. In hindsight, it was an awful idea. But hindsight is after it happens.

Tossing and turning as you both tickled each other, laughter echoed through the apartment. Moments like these are which gives you the energy to keep going everyday.

As he flipped you over, still both of you laughing loudly, an intrusive thought crossed. Maybe it wasn't the best idea, but you weren't thinking straight at that time.

"Minhyeok! Stopp" you blurted out laughing. Mingyu's mind malfunctioned for a second. Did you really say Minhyeok or did he just imagine it? No, he's sure thats what you said.

He halted his movements. Eyes wide.

"Who's Minhyeok?"

"What?"

He was still on top of you. His wide eyes bore into yours. His expression made you feel really guilty, but there was no turning back once you've started. He brushes his knuckles against your hair.

"Babe, you said Minhyeok"

"No I didn't"

"Babe I heard you" he got up from his position, getting on his feet and hovering above your lying figure. Sadness was very apparent in his eyes. It honestly made you feel an immerse amount of guilt.

"Babe, really, I didn't."

"Yes you did" he bent slightly in front of you, both hands on your knees as he looked deep into your eyes. Usually, the gesture would more often than not lead to both of you fucking. Not this time though.

"Babe, who's Minhyeok?" He asked, his voice even lower now.

"Babe, I don't know a Minhyeok"

"Yes you do, you said Minhyeok" his voice cracked slightly, he avoided eye contact. You tried to wrap your hands around his neck, pulling him closer while muttering a small "no i didn't"

He pulled away, shoving his hands in his pockets. Why the fuck did you ever think this was going to be funny?

"Babe, wanna tell me something?" He asked sternly. This time looking straight at you.

"Love, it's just a prank."

He narrowed his eyes at you, betrayed.

"What the fuck y/n"

"I am sorry..."

"That wasn't funny, at all" he said, clearly unamused.

"I am sorry, I wasn't thinking straight."

"Clearly" he muttered as he made his way out. You quickly got on your feet and followed suit.

"Where...?"

"I was supposed to meet Wonwoo...I forgot." He said, his voice cold. It wasn't completely unwarranted. But you didn't except him to shut off so abruptly.

He left before you managed to say anything more. The first thing that you thought as you left was-

Fuck I messed up.

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As the next few hours passed, you spent the time beating yourself up (metaphorically, of course). What on earth possessed you to think that was funny?

You didn't know what to do. Should you wait for him? Should you keep apologising the moment he comes in? Should you just give him space and go to sleep?

You boiled tea on the stove. Milk tea always comforted you. So now, you zoned out as you stared at the milk slowly boiling. Despite quite literally staring at the kettle, you were so unfocused that you didn't realise the milk boiling too much and overflowing. Nor did you hear the sound of the front door opening.

As you were broken out of your trance by the scene in front of you, you rushed to turn the heat off and get the pot off the stove. Without a fucking glove.

You let out a shriek as pain shot to your finger. The pent up tears that you refused to let out since Mingyu left finally surfaced. Your finger was burnt but your chest hurt more. With guilt and hate towards yourself. What the fuck was wrong with you.

Despite the burn hurting, tears streaming down your face and sobbing loudly, you couldn't find the strength in yourself to move.

Being able to hear everything from outside, Mingyu rushed inside.

"What the fuck are you doing?" He asked harshly, but his voice was laced with concern. He made his way towards you and pulled your burnt finger under the sink's cold water.

It hurt so fucking much. You kept sobbing. Mingyu felt his heart breaking slowly. Mad or not, seeing you in pain always made him feel uneasy.

After five minutes, the pain went down and he pulled your hand out of the water. He glared at you as you squirmed under his gaze.

"Ermm..."

"What the fuck is your problem?" You flinched at his tone, but it was your fault after all.

"You can't just pull pranks like that. That wasn't a fucking prank. It was wasn't funny." He went said. Even though he wasn't raising his voice, his tone made shivers run down your spine.

"You know whats even more annoying?"

"Wha-"

"You pull shit like that and obviously I am mad. Who couldn't be mad if their partner pulls shit like that? And then you pull shit like this" he paused, gesturing to your finger.

"-And make me melt. It's fucking annoying. You're so cute it's hard to be mad at you for long!" He ended, breathing heavily. You stared at him with wide eyes. What just happened.

"I am sorry for being cute...?" You spoke hesitantly. He scoffed at that. For a second, you panicking. Did you say the wrong thing? Then you noticed a small smile on his lips. Small, but present.

"No but seriously, I am really sorry for earlier..." you told him.

"Wanna make up for it?" He asked, a grin playing on his lips as he inched closer to you. His gaze clearly gave away what he meant.

"Mhm"

He wrapped his arms around your waist and pressed his lips to yours. Contrary to the popular belief, Mingyu isn't gentle. At all.

"Why don't you show me how sorry you are?"

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Masterlist

[dreemurr-skelememer]

Hello :D

I have been following you for the last year or so (a few days after I got my Tumblr lmao) and I absolutely love your art!

I have been wanting to study your art style for a while but don't really know where to start,,,

Could you please show me a small portion of your art process, if it isn't too much trouble of course. Thank you and have a nice day!

hello. oh my god. this took forever to find.

im sorry it took 2 WHOLE FUCKING MONTHS for me to respond to this but i wanted to put it off until i felt happy with my art process again, so here it is

my fall 2024 rendering tutorial!

(this will be very very long)

FLATS AND WHATEVER YOU WANNA DO WITH LINES GIRL. then make sure to recolor the lineart to better match your base. trust me it helps, bold dark lines are Not your best friend when rendering. wait for that post-rendering

i start off with a doodle or a sketch, and then filling it in with flats and other details such as blush

FIGURE OUT YOUR LIGHT SOURCE. FIGURE IT OUT GIRL YOU CAN DO IT you can make it as simple as possible, make it as big as possible, dont even THINK about the details.........just make it really fucking big so you at least know where the shadows and the light goes THEN add smaller shading details LISTEN TO ME. LISTEN TO ME OKAY!!!!!!!!

my key point with this is for you to learn lighting fundamentals.

it's SOOO ANNOYING but alas......they are all correct. it helps a lot.

one thing i also really want to point out is that i like creating a big shadow shape first before fixing up the little details (such as folds and whatever) because it helps me focus on the way the lighting actually works instead of tunnel vision-ing into making the shading make sense on the clothing.

contact shadows (i dont remember if thats what theyre called okay) theyre fucking ugly because im not actually thinking sorry 💔

okay so basically:

contact shadows (if that's what they're called) are the spots in shading and lighting where light will NEVER hit.

shadows are still influenced by the colors and lights around it (it's why a blue shadow and a yellow shadow feel completely different, despite both being shadows) so it's not always COMPLETELY dark.

BUT! there are small points in shadows where light never hits, and they're almost always super dark or pitch black.

it's hard to explain shadow and light so briefly for a tutorial, but you'll notice it when watching fundamental studies and when trying it out for yourself

YES i unclipped the multiply layer YES its ugly and terrifying but it makes coloring the multiply layer easier okay the colors merged w multiply so now it looks cool and has depth overlaying colors that actually make sense

so basically what i did was color the multiply layer that i used to shade the overall drawing

adding a band of red/orange/yellow around where the light hits, and blue where the shadows get big and wide, gives it a fake ambient occlusion effect in the way that a person would get if they stood under the sun with a clear blue sky

the colors don't have to make sense, especially because i never draw backgrounds, but coloring the shadows really help it give a sense of depth and extra subtle detail and effect that just helps make the painting look nicer

around the end, i also put in colors (in an overlay layer with a low opacity brush) that actually make sense in context of the drawing, which is the lit cigarette and the yellow eyelights

mostly because none of the colors were making sense and i needed to actually make use of the lighting that DOES exist in the drawing lol

adding a muddy golden yellow pin light layer (opacity turned down to like 40-50%) to make the light colors less ugly lol

i SWEAR by the fucking pin light layer style. it's so useful and so so underrated.

i used an almost brown-ish gold color on stop of all the layers, and with the pin light layer, it helped make the bright (almost blue-ish) white colors more warm and more yellow. it just helps make things more warm (something i prefer)

i could probably show what it looks like without adjusting the layer opacity to truly show off what i mean (like in the coming section) but i sadly forgot to do that lol

make a layer on top of your drawing with this color in these ranges YES the drawing is fully merged NO don't be afraid, the base was fucking ugly anyway 💔 make this layer into an exclude/exclusion layer style TRUST turn down your exclusion layer opacity from a range of 10% to 40% literally until you're happy with the contrast and the way the color over the drawing. use your eyeballs. i know you can do it im so proud of you

this is pretty self-explanatory instruction-wise, so i'll go into why i do this instead

i really like art that seems like it has low contrast, with almost mid-gray shading and lines. i don't personally use dark and bold lines and shading, unless i find it necessary for the tone of the piece, so using this method helps lower the contrast of the art and make it look "pleasantly muddy" in the way that it's easier and softer on the eyes.

the inverted blue color also helps makes things warmer!

the exclusion layer style is still a bit of a mystery to me but i really like the effect it gives, even if i don't completely get how it works lol

if you want an alternative method to this, and if you have access to it (because i primarily use sai and sai only),

i absolutely encourage you to play around and experiment with gradient maps.

there are so many out there you can make yourself or even get from others that just give the painting an extra amount of depth and color variation. they're SO fun.

personally, if sai2 gets a gradient map update, it's over for y'all it will literally be so over no one will be able to stop me

then i merged everything and actually adjusted the contrast back up because it was looking too muddy for me 💔 but the color adjustments are still there so all hope is not lost here's a comparison of the adjusted contrast in black and white (adjusted on the left) (newly merged layer without adjusting the contrast on the right)

as you can see, i actually turned the contrast back up (despite talking all about how i liked things with less contrast lol)

i wanted to demonstrate that doing adjustments should be done in moderation, and is why i adjust layer opacity often when making color effects

you are free to play around with colors to help your style, but don't lose your initial idea and colors along the way.

you still need to trust your own colors and intuition!

along with that, i just want to say that it's completely okay to change your mind mid-painting, and it's okay to make somewhat drastic changes.

don't be afraid to change things you don't like or change your mind about certain aspects way later on

that's basically the whole thing of this!!! don't be scared!!!

now im gonna hold your hand when i say this..........but you need to learn how to render by yourself. it seems like i can teach you but i literally can't, because rendering is different on every piece and depending on how clean your base is. i have to render A LOT because of how fucking ugly my sketches are LMAO to simplify it, think of it as obsessively cleaning up every detail you can see, but with a color picker and a clean, hard edged brush. if you have shit lineart, you don't have to redraw it cleanly over and over, just paint over it. that's basically what rendering is

THIS especially is where you need to be brave and stop being scared.

like i said, i can't teach you how to render, and it's something you have to discover yourself because rendering is something that will always be personal to every single piece you make. the way you render on every piece is different.

on one piece, you will barely need to render, and on another, rendering is more than half of your ENTIRE process.

don't be afraid to paint over your old art.

rendering is a process that's both very perfectionist yet also very careless.

find your balance and just go for it.

and then that's it……..u did it………..now yuo know how to paint and render. it's literally just layering shading and lighting knowledge until you think it makes sense and looks okay lol additional note: since i render in only one layer (you don't HAVE to do this, but it'll be harder for you…), i also made slight adjustments with the transform (and liquify, if you have it) tool to make things more proportionate. (i drew the head too big lol)

if you compare the finished piece to the final unrendered base, you can see that a LOT changed, including a bit of subtle proportion adjustment.

particularly, the sleeves changed A LOT (because i really didn't like them)

but it's also over all cleaner and more coherent, instead of having haphazard colors and shading just thrown about.

rendering is when you finally use all 100% of your brain to finalize and figure out where the shading should go, where to clean up your lines, where to ERASE or ADD BACK in lines, and make sure all your colors look coherent.

it's not as intimidating as it seems, i only use a hard edged brush with a little bit of color mixing and my color picker.

it's like dragging and dropping colors to cover up mistakes, it's really quite fun when you get used to it

i wish i could explain it clearer but it's hard to describe without visuals!

i hope this helped, and i hope all my yapping isn't annoying (art as a special interest beloved)

have fun studying and trying to render in my art style!