#still a bit rusty at painting but im getting there

[bug-hearted]

contrary to popular belief, the forbidden fruit hadn't been a fruit at all.

[logansbaby]

NASTY | LOGAN HOWLETT

❥ like the title says, it’s nasty, no other explanations needed

word count: 1k

pairing: logan howlett x fem!reader

content warnings: NSFW 18+ CONTENT BELOW, p in v, unsafe sex (don’t be like them!), oral sex, literal filth i need to be cleansed

a/n: just a little drabble because i cannot get the these pictures out of my head and im a preening slut for logan (we knew this) i haven’t written in a little bit so im rusty but anyway its just filth i need to be put down! also, nasty by ariana grande was on repeat, hence the title ❥

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Logan Howlett is the type of man that goes feral when he sees you on your knees for him.

Seeing his girl, all desperate and needy, has his body thrumming with pure, hot desire.

Like right now, for instance. He’s leant back, comfortable in his seated position, eyes struggling to stay open at the feel of you whimpering around his cock.

You’d jumped him the minute he’d returned home, leading him away from wondering eyes until you’d found your bedroom. Far too impatient, you’d pushed him through the threshold and didn’t let up until the back of his legs dug into the leather chair nearest to you. Then, without another thought, you’d dropped onto the ground before him. The minute you unbuttoned his jeans and yanked his boxers down, he groaned at the full-body shiver that rattled through you.

With a salacious glaze to your eyes, you took the tip of him, cherry red and bubbling with white desire, past spit slicked lips and sucked.

“Fuck, princess,” he’d gritted out between clenched teeth, head slamming against the back of the chair at the feel of your wet, warm mouth caressing him.

A soft, supple hand grips the skin of his thigh, nails digging into the flesh until he grunts out, tethered back to the present as his hips jump at the feel of your fingers leaving indents. The movement sends him deeper into your mouth and you both moan at that.

You suck his cock like it’s your favorite treat and you can’t get enough of it. Your eyes never break eye contact with his own. Even as you swirl your tongue from base to tip, as you gag around the entirety of him, as you lift your head up and down in desperation. He supposed you did it because you liked seeing him lose his composure from something only you could do to him.

“Yeah, jus’ like that, baby.” he groans, hands sliding down to grip at you in anyway they can. One hand strokes the side of your face tenderly as he thumbs the imprint of his cock pressing into your cheek. The other grips your hair tightly, yanking it and holding you still as he starts to fuck your throat.

His hips are relentless, cock stuffed as far as it can go and though you’re gagging around him, you look as happy as can be. Even as your eyes stream tears at the fullness and the lack of airflow. You were moaning around him, looking like you were absolutely cock drunk and it’s that thought that sends him reeling past the edge.

Stifling, untamed pleasure curls in his lower stomach and builds up, up, up until his orgasm crashes over him with overwhelming euphoria. Logan groans, loud and guttural, hips stuttering in the sweet, sweet escape of your mouth.

He barely registers the sounds of you gasping off the length of him as you try to swallow his release, a look of pure glee mixed with sweltering desire painted on your face.

Just as you’re about to swallow, though, he yanks you up and into his lap, slamming his lips into your swollen, wet ones. He tastes himself as the saliva and his release mix between the swirl of your tongues. The messy, messy kiss has you whining into his mouth, unconsciously grinding your clothed, sopping pussy onto his thigh. The taste of him between your lips, the caress of his tongue on yours, the grip his gruff hands have on your hips (which encourage your pathetic humping), makes your head spin.

Its all too much and not enough at the same time.

“Such a good girl, took me so well.” Logan praises as he pulls away from your kiss, focusing his attention on the flushed skin of your neck.

Instead of answering, you just moved your hips down harder, chasing the searing pleasure encompassing your body. The smell of your arousal had been permeating the room the minute you sucked his cock, but now, it was wafting around Logan’s nose teasingly, tempting him to ruin you.

“Atta girl, use me.” He grunts out, flexing his thigh against your cunt to relieve the pressure building at your puffy clit. When he can’t take it anymore (and neither can you, you need him so badly it hurts), he lifts your sensitive body into his arms and stands. The need to take care of you properly overpowers his urge to see you hump yourself to an orgasm on his thigh.

Your whines of protests only last a second because the minute you land on the bed, Logan was between your thighs, ripping your shorts and lace panties with his claw, before devouring you.

And after you’d finally come on his tongue, your release was all over his face, slick and shiny, as he pressed gentle kisses on your thighs. It shouldn’t have made you arch back up to his mouth, not with how sensitive you were, but it did.

And because Logan is absolutely unhinged, he wouldn’t just stop after you’d reached your high, he would continue to suckle your clit and lick up your dripping desire until you’d come undone a couple more times for him. Then, as you’re a blubbering, teary mess, he’d flip you onto your stomach, grunting at your lewd whines and whimpers, before he fucks you hard until you were crying out. With your cunt squeezing his cock in tight, delicious pulses, he’ll thrust with more vigor. As you’re shivering with pleasure below him, he’ll grip the plush of your hips and fuck you explosively until he’d finally come inside you.

While you’d be all dazed and hazy, you’d latch onto him tightly and Logan would tuck you into his side tightly. When he would try to pull out, pitiful protests would tumble from you until he got the hint. He’d settled down with you, one hand stroking your sweat soaked hair, the other tracing your back. You’d both fall asleep like that; tangled up together and still connected in the most intimate sense possible.

And if he wakes up in the morning, still inside you and hard again, he couldn’t be blamed. He turns into an animalistic version of himself the minute you get on your knees.

[mxnhoo]

mwah! (k. sn)

ˋ "just bored, nothing else" ࿐ྂ ⁀➷ kim sunoo x reader genre : bro is your bestfriend, bestfriends to lovers (kinda..), inspired by that one sunoo live LOL, not proofread, kiss kiss kiss w/c : ~2.1k cly's note : finally back with something! god guys i'm so fucking sorry for being so inactive. i know i promised that i'd release my hyunjin fic very soon but i just had to write something else to get me back to writing altogether yknow? i hope you guys like this one, im insanely rusty and my kissing scenes are NAWT IT, but regardless hope ya'll enjoy it. wrote this all in one sitting, my ass hurts, if you enjoyed it, please do reblog like and comment! ANYWAYS GN.

border isn't made by me, credits to cafekitsune

The doorbell rang and you raised your eyebrows, looking at everything in sight as you patiently wait for the door to swing open. And it does after a while, and your bestfriend was heavily panting, his posture slightly slouched as he processed that you were here. "You're.. here," he managed to voice out through his heavy panting and you give him a small smile while your eyes lit up at him, "I am".

"Come in, kept you waitin', sorry," he spoke in short sentences, his voice still breathless as he stepped aside from the door, making space for you to walk in and you nod, stepping foot into his house and now being hit with the unfamiliar scent of his apartment. His new apartment. Sunoo had recently moved, and he invited you over because he wanted to show you around his house, catch up with you, y'know, stuff like that.

He was your best friend for a while, a few years, and as much as you admire him as a friend, you also wanted him real bad. Like reeal bad. He has stolen your heart since the first time you saw it and the boy's completely clueless about it, everything he does to you leaving you to question if he did it on purpose to hint something or if he was just being clueless.

He'd always invited you over to his house to hang, play games, stuff like that, but with him moving and his academic workload accumulating, he had been busy and had lesser time to see you, and today was finally the day you could see him after a few weeks. You glanced at the boy who watched you walk in and took the opportunity to ruffle his golden hair, voicing out a "How have you been?".

He smiles at you and slowly closes the front door behind you and locking it. "Good, just been a bit stressful lately, 'bout you?". You turned back to the sight of his new apartment, the same paintings that were hung on a different wall and old furniture that blended in with some new furniture you've never seen before.

"Great. Seems like you've finished moving in, how's it like so far?" you question, walking in more towards the living room, now setting yourself on the couch and looking at the light that was hanging above you.

"Been amazing so far! It gets tough without mama sometimes, but I can cope," he follows you but stands in front of you instead of sitting himself down, "Could I get you anything? Apple juice, orange, water". He remains silent before continuing, "Probably an apple juice right? Your favourite."

Your gaze fixates on him from the hanging lights, the image of him in your brain being refreshed as you took view of his facial features, his blonde hair slightly messy and his lips looking plump and kissable as ever. His lips slightly agape as he eventually started to catch his breath and his eyes looking down on you. You gulp at this sight of him, you almost forgot how beautiful looked and before you could go into a daze about how attractive he looked, you slowly nodded your head, a small smile forming on your face as he recalled your favourite joke, even if it was normal for best friends to remember these types of things.

"Okay, gotcha." was the last thing he said before walking towards his refrigerator. Your eyes followed his every move, the way he opened the refrigerator door, the way he pulled out a carton and closing the refrigerator before pouring the drink into a glass up that was conveniently placed on the counter near him. Your eyes lingered onto the magnets on his refrigerator when he closed it, recognising a photo that was nicely placed in the centre with 2 magnets at opposite corners.

"You still have that?" you pointed at the photo, and Sunoo turned his head over his shoulder, glancing at you before following where you were pointing to, and his eyes land on the photo. The corners of his mouth curl up before he placed the carton down, "Yeah, why wouldn't I?".

It was a photo of you and him in a party, sitting on a couch while posing with peace signs on both hands. It was when you two had first met when people had introduced you to each other or when you practically begged people to introduce you to him . The way you two clicked so fast is quite scary, and from then on you two were quite inseperable.

"I just think it's surprising," you reply, "Out of all the photos we have, you decide to put that one, y'know?".

"It's a special day," he instantly replies, turning his back with a cup of apple juice in his hand. He made his way to you and you raise your eyebrows at his response, "Special?". Your heart fluttered at the thought of him considering a day with you special, and you almost gave it away by putting the most stupid smile on your face, but it took every ounce of self-control inside you not to do so.

"It is the day we met after all," he sat beside you, offering you the cup of apple juice that you had requested. Your eyes slightly widened, and a small smile creeping onto your face as you register what he said. You hastily took the cup into your hand, "You care about those types of things? Like, first days, first meetings, stuff like that?". Everytime you meet him, he always seems to surprise you with something new with no fail, and that's one part you like so much about him.

He hummed, his approving sound accompanied with a small nod and you took a sip of the apple juice. The sweetness immediately hit your taste bud and you quickly swallowed, voicing out a quick 'Ahh' after the refreshing sip. Your eyes look at him and you realise he was already looking at you and it made your heart skip a beat.

"Why're you looking at me like that?" you chuckled, lowering the cup from your face as you flash him a grin. He quickly looked away, a faint smile on his face, "Just missed you".

There he goes again, saying things like that. Is he doing that with a purpose? Like to flirt with you, or is the boy just being genuine? Clueless?

You choked on your drink, his response being the last thing you expected and you shot him a bewildered look. He laughs at you choking, probably enjoying how he managed to get a reaction out of you and you glared at him.

"Are you just teasing me or what?" you questioned, placing your glass cup on the small coffee table in frornt of you.

"I am," he giggled, "I'm kinda bored so it's quite funny to tease you".

Oh yeah?

"Hey," you call out to him, your tone suddenly serious and his laughs die down, his eyes slowly moving to you "I'm bored too".

His eyebrows raised, feeling confused as to where this was going.

"Since we're bored, should we kiss?"

He chokes on the air, his hand flying to his mouth as he looked away from you. You gently patted his back as if you weren't the one who just dropped a 'let's-kiss' bomb on him, a smirk forming on your lips. Once he stopped coughing, he looked back at you, his cheeks a bright tint of pink and his eyes slightly widened, "W-what did you say?".

You looked at him with an amused expression, "I said, let's kiss." You honestly have no idea where this ounce of confidence came from, but if he wanna tease you, he can only get the taste of his own medicine right?

He started to stutter, his gaze being everywhere but on you as he started to scratch his neck, the way he was so flustered being so painfully obvious as you chuckle.

"I'm just kidding," you said. As much as you wanted to kiss him, your intentions were only to tease him back. Upon hearing you, his eyes shot to you, his eyes showing that he was slightly disappointed, "Why?".

"What do you mean?" you questioned. "Why were you 'just kidding'?" "What, do you want an actual kiss or something?" "Yeah.. Yeah, I do."

Now it was your turn to be flustered. You looked at him with widened eyes, your jaw quite literally dropping as you stared at him, taking a moment to process his reply. Sunoo wanted a kiss? And he just openly admitted it?

"Sunoo, quit the teasing, it's not funny at this point." "Who says I'm teasing? I'm being serious, Y/N".

Fucking hell, no fucking way Sunoo admitted that he wanted to kiss you. "O-okay wait, so you're serious about wanting a kiss from me, right?" you questioned, wanting confirmation and that you weren't just dreaming.

"Yes, I want a kiss from you, a kiss from your lips Y/N".

You blink at him repetitively before unconsciously standing up to your feet from the couch, your eyes still fixated on him.

"This feels so wrong," you nervously bit your lip and he sat up and reached out to gently hold your wrist, slightly pulling you towards him, "It isn't, don't worry".

"Do you really want this, Nu?" you spat out, suddenly feeling doubtful about everything and anxiety grew inside you. He gently tugged at your arm, causing you to look at him and he replied, "Been wanting this since forever".

If you said that your heart wasn't going to explode, you'd be lying. Your breathing rate picked up as your chest rises up and down hastily, and your gaze fall on his lips that were slightly parted. You looked back up at his eyes and you immediately notice his eyes on your lips. Your free hand cups his cheek, and you quickly voice out "Me too, Nu" before leaning in and closing the distance between the two of you.

His hand immediately released your wrist, his hands immediately finding comfort on your waist as he pulled you closer. The kiss was slow, passionate as both of your mouths moved in the same rhythm. You could feel him smile during the kiss and you slightly tilt his head to help you get more access to his mouth. Butterflies filled your stomach as you finally process that you were kissing your bestfriend, you were kissing Sunoo. The kiss was so passionate, and it was now evident that you two have been dying for this moment. The longing for each other added fuel to the fire, and your hands gradually make way to his hair, lightly pulling on it.

The surroundings around the two of you slowly start to seem non-existent as you both increasingly melt into each other. At this point of time, only you and Sunoo mattered, nothing else. He nibbled on your bottom lip, causing you to gasp and he took the opportunity to slip his tongue inside your mouth, exploring your mouth as much as he can. Both of your tongues fought a fiery battle for dominance, and to no surprise, he won. The kiss was becoming so heated and intense, and before things could escalate, your hands quickly trail down to his chest and you slightly push him backwards, pulling away from the kiss.

Both of your chests rise up rapidly as your foreheads rest on each other. Eye contact was maintained as you both looked into each other's eyes. "Did.. did that just happen?" you question, still trying to catch your breath as you remain in shock as to what just happened.

"Fuck yeah, been wanting that for so long you don't even know," he confessed. A smirk forms on his lips as his eyes quickly flicker to your lips then back to your eyes. You chuckle as you close your eyes, your head leaning on him even more.

You pull away completely to sit on the spot beside him on the couch, your eyes still on him and you shook your head, "How long exactly?"

"Since I first met you." he responded, his answer once again never failing to surprise you.

"Mutual feeling then," you confessed, your breathing slowing down as you finally manage to catch your breath. He seemed shocked by the fact, but he definitely wasn't complaining.

"Since you care about first's so much, then consider that our first kiss, yeah?" you chuckled. "Sure thing, just know it won't be our last."

[whole-circus]

hi! since your requests are open, could I ask for some room hdc?? with characters of your choice 🧎‍♀️

please take care of yourself and take your time!!

Creepypastas room headcanons!

➥ Jeff the Killer, Homicidal Liu, Eyeless Jack, Ben Drowned, Clockwork and Hobo Heart

Oh hi and thank you!! Here you go sweetie! If you wanted someone more then feel free to uptade!! :33

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☆ Jeff the Killer

What a stinky men. Im sorry but his room is messy for sure and you can't convince me otherwise! Dirty clothes, empty cans, leftovers, stains..man, hire him a maid or something. Some dead plants and messy grafitties, stolen traffic signs and construction boards! Propably never in his life made bed, and his sheets aren't changed often.

Definitely has many band posters on his walls too! Maybe some vinyls too?? Mostly the black, red and grey colours can be seen. Hates the big light, so usually sits in dark or with small lamp. His drapes 24/7 covered. He is emo and plays loud music.

Smells like cigarettes and like room that hadn't been aired for long time.

☆ Homicidal Liu

Pretty, clean and organized room! The only 'messy' thing could be mugs he forgot to clean (same tho). Im sure he has gramophone and listen some of this old, silly, romantic songs! Also - a lot of plants, maybe even lego flowers? Couple of this aesthetic posters, some gobelins, small paintings. Photos with his friends, S/O! His bed is almost always well made. He have many books, and an easel (what an art hoe of him).

Mostly green, brown and beige colours. He loves natural light and candles, and if the weather is nice then his windows are open.

His room smells like cleaning detergents, soil and candles (usually the flower ones).

☆ Eyeless Jack

Soo..his room is not as clean, but its caused by his wild side. On his walls and furnitures are many straches from his hands (or even teeth!). Otherwise? You don't have to worry about surviving visiting his room, you have high chance to not caught anything! I would say his room is pretty dark, only becasue his walls are in gloomy colours - maybe not black, but gray, green or navy blue (all in dark shades).

Let's pretend that he actually was into medicine before all his tragic events..pls? Propably has some decorations, like skeleton, anatomy-related posters! Also likes to keep his blinds shut, he is pretty hypersensitive in terms to hearing, sight, smell. And maybe..he would have this small, funny fridge in his room, you know - to keep his..food..fresh!

About the smell..maybe a bit of blood? And something rotten? But its not that strong tho!

☆ Ben Drowned

Musty, dusty and rusty room, but we still love him! He would clean once in a while, and he do that very solid..but that doesn't last long - his room gets messy very easly. When he isnt gaming then he is sleeping..pretty productive, huh? Bed is never made, lots of junk food wrappers, empty (or not) cans..

LED lights 25/8! His room is pretty dark, propably never seen the sun. On his walls are posters from movies, anime and games. Has pretty professional gaming set when it comes to computer (I would describe it but i only know that computer need screen and keybord lol). High chance of having some psp gaming corner! Like bean bag pouffe, TV and stuff. Also! Collects figures like funko pops, anime figures, nendoroids. Ben have pretty nice Lego collection too!

His room smells like sweat and energy drinks.

☆ Clockwork

A bit messy, but in this aesthetic way - in other way, chaos under control! You know, some clothes at the floor or on chair..some dirty mugs..and her trash can is a bit too full..but as I said - everything looks pretty planed..! She has many blankets and plushies (she would never admit to that tho) on her bed.

In her room dominates mostly shades of dark green and white! Has many fun stuff in her room - rocks, animal skulls..sorry fellow animal lovers, promise they were found! But also a guitar! Full jewelry holder - and they are all well made! Thats why they are a bit too messy.. And she keeps many fake plants, she sucks at taking care of them. Clockwork has many string lights in various shapes!

Dunno, but I cant really assign smell of her room! Maybe something like dust and coffee?

☆ Hobo Heart

Ahh I miss this pretty boy to be honest! His room is clean, end of the sentence, thats it. I also think that he would have some pet in terrarium or aquarium - lizard, frog or just some fishes. Even if they are small, he treat them with proper respect and like the family members!

Has white walls with paintings and photos of his friends/SO, but most of the decorations are in shade of red. Also vinyls as decorations and posters of his favorite singers/bands (m sorry but he totally looks like somoene listening to Lana Del Ray vibes T^T) - all in this 'aesthetic way'! Simple light bed sheets, and when his bed is made (which is pretty often) he put pillows that have this silly shapes. Like to keep his room natural lightened and loves candles!

His room smells pretty like vanilia, but its not a strong scent.

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[obx-pogue4life]

Consequences

Authors Note: Hi everyone :) This one got a little weird but what's new lol I hope you like it. I feel a bit rusty too so please ignore any typos or grammar shit I missed. I'm easing back into writing and I had a lot of fun with this one! Thanks for participating in the poll and please leave me some feedback on if you liked this!

Summary: You hook up with Rafe on a one night stand and leave him while he's getting ready only he finds you and lets you know just how much he doesn't like being ditched like that.

Warnings: Language, dirty talk, hooking up, one night stands, rough play, spanking, cnc, bratty reader, rafe being rafe, a ton more im sure but I can't think of them!

"Shit" you thought to yourself. You were getting a drink at the bar when you spotted him. The guy you hooked up with last night. Rafe Cameron. You chugged your drink and slammed it down on the counter with a crash. "Was this dude following me?" You thought to yourself again. You needed to play it cool because that was just a one time thing. You weren't into starting anything with anyone and just wanted to have fun. That's why you came out tonight, to find your next conquest. Hump 'em and dump 'em was your unofficial motto and you lived for one night stands. You liked to quickly move on to the next, no real feelings involved and no one gets hurt. 

The bartender handed you another drink and you threw this one back giving an exasperated sigh after hoping to catch the attention of the cute guy at the end of the bar. You glanced his way to try and make eye contact with him but instead noticed someone else charging towards you in a rush. You pretended not to notice and quickly turned on your heels and started to walk away towards the exit. You needed to get out of there quickly because of course, Rafe would find you at this bar of all places and of course, he would try and confront you about last night. You knew he wanted you for more than just one night but you still slept with him anyway. You just couldn't walk away from such a sure thing with someone like him. He was drop dead gorgeous but a force to be reckoned with. His hard exterior intrigued you but he never seemed interested in you enough for you to take seriously until yesterday. That's when you made your move and how you ended up in his bed this morning and how you conveniently left while he was cleaning up. 

You ducked down the hallway by the bathrooms and were quickly approaching the back exit but just as you put your hand on the door you felt two strong arms grip your waist and spin you around. "Oh my gosh, Rafe! Hi! What are you doing here?" You tried to play it off cool. "I really need to get going but it was nice to see you" and you leaned in for a quick kiss on the cheek and started to turn around again. You let out a slow breath as you reached for the handle to push again, silently praying that your little fake shocked "oh hi" stunt worked. You walk through the door and let out a sigh of relief only to be startled by the sound of your name falling from Rafe's lusty and angry sounding lips. 

"Don't fucking walk away from me y/n" he says in a harsh but desperate tone. "Why did you fucking leave like that this morning?"

"I...umm..." you fumbled with your words for a minute but quickly got it together. You faced him now and took in your scenery around you. It was your classic back alley way. A narrow brick wall lining each side of you, random graffiti spray painted in various places, old cardboard boxes and a dumpster by the door you just came out of.  "Y/N!" Rafe said sterenly. "Come on, what fucking gives?" 

You gave him your best smile and reach out to touch his cheek. "You know what they say Rafey, always leave 'em wanting more..." you trail off trying to turn and leave again. His hand catching your arm before you could escape. 

"So that's it? That's how it's gonna be?" You shrug your shoulders and give him an unamused smirk. 

"Fuck, you're such a bitch y/n" he said running his hand over the top of his head. "You played me and for what? Dinner? A place to sleep? A decent fuck? I don't get it, I really liked you and I thought you felt the same. It took a lot for me to even go out last night and when I saw you were alone for once, I decided to shoot my shot" 

"I don't know what to say Rafe" you say annoyed. I really need to go tho-" but he yanks your arm hard and cut you off. 

"Oh you're not going anywhere yet" he says angrily. You roll your eyes at him and try to shove him off. "Let go of me, you asshole" you shout. 

"I am not the asshole in this situation y/n. You are and I think it's about time someone taught you a lesson. Tell me y/n, do you do this to all your dates or am I just the lucky one" he questions, sounding hurt but slightly amused. You stayed completely silent but roll your eyes at him again. You can see his one hand clench into a fist and feel the other tighten his grip on you even more. "I swear to God if you roll your eyes at me one more fucking time, you're gonna regret it. Stop being such a disrespectful cunt." 

You smirked at him completely intrigued by his outrage and let out a muffled giggle. "Oh yeah Rafey, what are you gonna do out here to me? Yell at me? Call me names? Your such a blowhard, just let me go you asshole so we can both move on. Let me go or you're gonna be the one whose fucking sorry," you spat out. 

Suddenly a look of complete abandon comes  over Rafe's face as he gives you a creepy unhinged smile. His eyes go black and he cocks his head to the side and takes a step closer to you, removing any inch of distance between you. "Is that a threat?" He asks grabbing your other arm and pushing you into the brick wall next to the dumpster. He was so close you could feel his pulsating, bulging cock through his pants. Smiling to yourself you think "maybe I could get into this, like finally a guy that's full of surprises" and you shake your head and take a deep breath in and let it out slowly, looking into his eyes as he brings your hands over your head and pushes them into the hard bricks. It kind of hurts but you like it. "Maybe I misjudged you..." you said outloud. 

"Maybe you did...he answers  you and starts kissing your neck. 

He hoisted you up a little against the wall and in a fever of rushed kisses and animalistic grunting you were getting so turned on and so wet it was starting to pool between your legs. He sucked on a particularly sensitive spot on your neck and you moaned his name so loud you could feel him immediately smirk into your neck. He ran his tongue over the shell of your ear and started sucking and nibbling on your ear lobe, a spot he found last night that drove you wild. He had his knee in between your legs helping hold you up and you were shamelessly humping and riding his thigh when he abruptly stopped and let you down with a thud. You didn't even have time to think before he put your hands over your head again and said "close your eyes and don't you dare fucking move." 

Against all your instincts and better judgement you let your excitement take over and did exactly as you were told. Next thing you knew, your dress was being ripped down the middle and thrown from your body. "Rafe! What the hell" you started to yell and go towards the ruined material only to feel him shove you hard up against the bricks again, scraping your bare skin and prickling at your delicate flesh. "Ow! "That hurts, you dick," you yell at him. "Deal with it" he said nonchalantly. You roll your eyes at his glib attitude. "You're such a prick. You ruined my dress! How am I supposed to get home with no clothes?!" you shouted furiously. 

"Who says you're going home right now?" he growled back at you with a question. "And how was I supposed to know that you weren't wearing any underwear" he said smirking. "Who knew you were such a little hoe" he laughed. You're bare pussy and exposed tits we're on full display for him and anyone who ventured into the alleyway. "Lighten up y/n we're just messing around, it'll be fine, just relax" he said taking off his button down. "You can use this later but only if you take your punishment like a good girl. I can see it going both ways actually because something tells me you don't take orders very well. I told you not to roll your eyes at me and you just couldn't help yourself. This is your fault. These are the consequences of your actions. 

He grabbed you harshly by your arm and spun you around to face the brick wall. Kicking both your feet to the sides, he roughly feels you up over your ass and his fingertips graze your soaking pussy. "Don't move" he says coldly. You couldn't believe how turned on you were considering you were in a pretty rough spot but it was so thrilling that you couldn't help but be turned on. Smiling to yourself you look over your shoulder and lock eyes with Rafe. "Did I tell you, you could turn around? He says angrily. 

"No," you say in a pouty voice. Two can play this game and if he wants to do this then it might as well be entertaining, you thought to yourself. 

"Turn around, put your hands on the wall and lean forward like a good girl for once in your fucking life" he says. You do as your told and feel his hands caress the smooth skin of your ass. He cups your cheeks and jiggles them a little and you love how good his hands feel on your aching and needy body. His fingers move their way to your aching core and he lightly traces your dripping folds, teasing you. You moan out in pleasure and he stops immediately. "You enjoying this y/n?" He asks and you nod your head and instantly say yes. He gives you three hard smacks on your bottom and then grips your ass cheeks again harshly. "I don't think you're ready..." he trails off. 

"I'm ready!" You say quickly and instantly regret it when you hear him darkly chuckle. "Oh you silly little slut," he chuckles menacingly. "You're no where near ready but that's ok. You want it, you've got it," he says ominously. 

His finger quickly find your puckering hole and make its way inside you, roughly and without caution. You squirm uncomfortably but don't move. "Mmmm good girl" he praises. "Let's add another finger." 

Quickly he adds a second and then a third. You have tears streaming down your face but at the same time it feels so good you can't help but let out a pleasurable moan. You can tell your body is about to give in even more when he abruptly stops and pulls his fingers out. "You like this don't you y/n?" You could feel the breeze against your bare and exposed flesh and it makes you shiver. "Yes" you said quietly. "I thought so, such a little whore for me, outside, naked and bent over" he gloats. "Now...you're ready." 

With your hands still on the wall you hear him undo his pants and you mentally prepare for his cock. He is so big and not in the way that most guys think they are. He was actually huge, longest and thickest cock you'd ever laid eyes on. He looks unreal. Most definitely not the norm and most definitely well above average. You wiggle your ass towards him eager to feel him inside you. "You want this cock again y/n?" He asks you. "Fuck yes. Pleaseeee Rafe" you say wiggling your ass at him again. You can hear him fiddling with his belt buckle and then suddenly you feel a hard and painful smack on your ass. "Shit! What the hell Rafe!" you shriek. He yanks you back by your hair and whispers in your ear. "Count with me to 10 or I'll keep going until you do" he growls, nibbling your ear just a tad before harshly shoving your head back towards the wall. "Raf-" you were cut off by a swift smack from his belt. "Fuck" you say, tears coming to your eyes." 

"Y/n" he said testily. He hits your ass again, harder this time. You yelped out in pain but quickly say "one" and swallow it down. "That's a good girl, keep going" he says coldly. Over and over again, he spanks you with his belt. Your ass is on fire and you are full on crying in the alleyway but there is not a sole in sight. Your tortured cries are blending in with the booming music from behind the closed door you came out of earlier. No one can hear you. 

"Nine" you cry out, shaking and crying so badly you don't think you can take another smack from him. You can feel the welts forming. It feels horrible but a small part of you is enjoying it. "Last one y/n and then we're done. You ready?" You sniffle and sigh but shake your head and say yes. He swats you the hardest yet as you sob out "ten" to his complete enjoyment and pure satisfaction. 

"Turn around and look at me y/n" he says harshly. You reluctantly turn around to face him and all you see is a blank and eerie expression. If you didn't know better you would almost think he looks sad. "Your actions have consequences. Everything you do, everyone you play, has to deal with the repercussions of your selfish bull shit. You act like a whore, you get treated like a whore. It's as simple as that.  Don't mess with peoples emotions. It WILL catch up to you. You act like trash, you get treated like trash. 

"Is that so" you challenge, reaching for his button down. He quickly moves it away and places it on top of the dumpster next to you. He takes a step closer to you and moves a piece of hair out of your eyes and tucks it behind your ear. Looking up at him your legs buckle a bit and he catches you and sits you on top of his shirt on the dumpster lid. The dumpster has two lids on it and the one on the other side of where you sit was open. "This is gross, help me back down, I'll be ok to stand" you say peering over, completely disgusted. 

"Oh I don't really give a fuck if you can stand or not y/n" he says shooting daggers at you with his eyes. 

"What are you talking about, why am I sitting up here then? Help me down Rafe, come on" you plead. 

"No" he says simply and starts walking over to where your ripped dress is on the ground. He picks it up and tosses it into the open end of the dumpster. "Hey! My dress! What are you doing?" You shout. 

"I told you, you act like trash, you get treated like trash and that extends to your belongings too y/n." 

"You're such a dick, you know that? You spit at him. 

"Well...since you already think so..." he says walking back over to you and giving his shirt your body is sitting on a few hard yanks. He frees his shirt, you tumble into the open dumpster and see the outline of his body walking away from you, back towards the door of the club. "RAFE CAMERON WHAT THE FUCK" you scream! He turns around one last time and takes a few steps back towards you and sighs. "I told you y/n, you act like trash, you get treated like trash. End of story" he shrugs, tossing you his button down and his belt. I think you can make these work so you can get home without getting arrested...he trails off, walking away. You didn't have any snappy comeback or harsh words to say to him. You watch him walk away without looking back and when the door slams closed, all you can do is look around and shout "fuck" into the emptiness.

Thanks so much for reading! I appreciate it and I hope you enjoyed! Feel free to reblog, like and/or leave a comment! 🩵🩵🩵

[stardustedseas]

rafayel idea that's been bouncing around my head since this morning, tried to make this as gn as possible but i apologize if it comes off as more afab :'3 and since this is just me throwing ideas into the void, its a little chaotic and all over the place, i started adderall and am just getting back into writing after Years so im a little rusty, just used to yapping to my friends in text. i hope that if anyone reads this they enjoy!

-longish 18+ nsfw under cut-

imagine it's a while after you become his body guard, you have a routine that you're used to and your body can just work on autopilot, and while that's all fine and dandy, very helpful even, it can really fuck you up if your schedule is disrupted... imagine for whatever reason a day that you would normally meet up with him at his place is canceled ahead of time. eventually, you just kinda forget about the change, not looking at your schedule very in depth because you don't think there's anything different.

when you wake up on your own without your alarm, you obvi think you have a little bit longer to sleep but panic when you see its past when you should have been up and getting ready to head to rafs, thank god your bodys internal clock still works! you ofc rush to his place as fast as you can, not even thinking to check your callander or text him yet, and pray that you get there before he starts his theatrics that you forgot about him and hate him and are gonna leave him to die and 800 years has passed and oh look jelly fish are walking around and

when you get there youre a little thrown off at how quiet it is, raf isnt in his studio like normal or in the kitchen hunting for some food, you dont hear the sound of his tub either, is he still sleeping as well? if it werent for the fact you need to make him do something, maybe theres a meeting or a painting that needs finished asap, you would have left him alone and taken the chance to just relax. you love him so much yes but lord can he be a little much, especially in the mornings

after some calling his name and looking around, you come to his bedroom, not even bothering to knock and just fling the door open, getting ready to shout his name again and wake his lazy ass up but are quickly caught off guard at what you find- rafayel, all spread out in his bed, naked as the day he was born and desperately stroking his dick while holding the sweater you forgot there the day earlier to his nose, deeply breathing in your scent

idk about yall but if i saw that instead of him sleeping id probs just evaporate right there

hhdggeggrhrhr i know he would look absolutely ethereal all layed out on his bed like that, surrounded by the soft sheets and blankets, body actually shining like a gem from the early morning sunlight coming through his windows and hitting the slight sheen of sweat on him, a faint flush all over his cheeks and chest, his hair a mess from sleep and moving around, face all contorted in pleasure <3 whew

AND HE WOULD SOUND SO PRETTY i mean have you HEARD the sounds he makes in game... him full on moaning is probs better than angels singing i stg and i just know he would have the prettiest cock i just know it

hhhh his hips bucking up into his hand and his abs tensing, the most beautiful sounds youve ever heard are pouring out of his mouth instead of his normal yapping(i just know he moans and whines) the noise slightly muffled by the fabric over his face... but then he moans your name?? bye im on my knees

LMAO he would make the funniest yelp/scream when he sees you, both of you obviously embarrassed and caught off guard by the situation. hed probs frantically try to cover up, yelling and call you a pervert as if he wasnt just jacking off while huffing your shirt

OR if you are also a degenerate like me and believe raf has a scent kink (we've all seen The Card right) he could be using your panties you forgot there after changing clothes the day before, whimpering and whining at your scent, unable to get enough while his pretty eyes roll back... god i need to see that man all pathetic and debauched

this can go one of two ways imo- either you leave and try to pretend it didnt happen before the tension eventually bubbles over and yall confess your feelings later on, orrrrr you can offer to help him, he did look like he could use a hand after all :(

if you chose to stay and offer yourself to him, he might think youre teasing him and get huffy at first, but quickly calm down and let his favorite bodyguard help <3

gooodddd not to be feral but i need that clown fishes dick in me NOW

i personally don't think he would have had many s/os or one night stands, he did wait for you for 800 years after all, but he probs at least somewhat knows what he's doing. id like to think that means he's also very sensitive tho, even in game our touches make him all flustered, so he may not last long the first couple times you two are together, especially if he was already touching himself beforehand. he just can't help it :( his beautiful bride/groom/partner- his soulmate- is finally back with him and touching him so sweetly, ofc hes gonna cum soon so dont laugh or tease! you probably would too, mx. bodyguard!!!

this is more a general hc but hes a switch for sure, hes a bratty dude, not even in just a sexual way, so hes gonna be a little shit no matter if youre on top or he is (hes a brat bottom and still bratty service top to me okay) ive noticed a lot of ppl seem to like,,,, almost infantalize him? like make him not know anything about sex, never serious? and need babying. like, while yeah hes a silly, dramatic babygirl of a man, he is also very old and has his serious moments when he wants/needs to. i cant not see him being goofy during sex but to him, this is also a very intimate and intense thing, he loves you so so much and he needs you to know that, to show you it

that out of the way, back to the fantasy. could you imagine how he would look at you as you come into his room, slowly taking off your coat and equipment, kneeling on the bed to crawl fowards and stradle his hips... hes t h r o b b i n g

god the first kiss with him would be so <3 the need and love and lust and longing and affection and so many other emotions just all pouring into your lips on his, hed sit up to kiss you better, holding you close, not wanting to let you go now that he finally has you again. you guys know that scene where you smooch and theres a string of saliva between you? yeah <3 i need to feel his dick twitch under me so bad while we kiss, yall

he would absolutely complain that its unfair hes naked but youre still mostly clothed, 'subtly' begging for you to take them off or let him do it. he thinks you're the most breathtaking thing hes ever seen, better than any other person, scenery or art ever made, he could stare at you for hours if you let him.

to me, none of the LaDS boys would care much about looks and beauty standards, not even your gender. i know the ppl who made the game are homophobic and its obviously very woman centered,but these guys would not take gender/sex into consideration when it comes to a partner. it doesn't matter how skinny or fat you are either, how tall or hairy, how many scars or stretch marks or moles you have, you will always be beautiful/handsome to them, your body is attractive and who you are as a person makes you even more appealing

sorry got a little sappy there lmfao where was i

right, after he gets you naked as well, he would want to worship you. yeah, you offered to help HIM but raf is a man of art, he cant just have the masterpiece that is you on his lap and not want to touch and admire. if you want to just pleasure him first, he would argue but eventually let you do whatever, his body is yours just as much as yours is his after all

please, slowly touch all of his body, make him relax back and just,,, touch him. his skin is mostly perfect (lucky bastard) but he does have some light hair and a few moles and scars (like the one on his chest <3) pls kiss them, praise him and tell him how attractive he is. he knows hes a very good looking guy, but ik he is a sucker for praise and would love to hear you say it. tell him how much you care for him, how even if you havnt known him long (that you remember), your heart still belongs to him. he could cum just from hearing it combined with your soft touches

god i wanna kiss all over his body so bad, touch him, feel how soft his skin is and trace his lean muscles, nip at the few pudgier spots on him, and just absolutely worship him like the sea god he is. hes sensitive all over but ik his chest is especially receptive to you. i just KNOW he wouldnt be able to stop himself from whining when you touch his nipples, run your thumbs over them, gently pinch them between your fingers, leave kisses and lave your tongue all over and suck at the tender flesh and he will be moaning and twitching under you in no time, demanding begging for more

i wanna leave hickeys all over his body too, his soft skin would look gorgeous painted with the bruises. he would say something like right now you are the true artist and his body is your canvas,so do whatever you want, make him your masterpiece. i think his fave spots to get hickies would be where he can clearly see them, he would get a little flustered if others could spot them too but he would also like how they all know hes taken. cough healsothinkshelookshotashellwiththemandhesright cough, he loves when you leave them on his neck and chest, put one right over his heart and hes about to swoon stg, i also think he would have sensitive inner thighs so he also enjoys when you put some there.

the first time you touch his cock he about nuts on the spot, white knuckling the sheets. it won't take much for him to finish, but i think he would have a quick refractory period and the urge to go multiple rounds, horny ass, so its okay. i hc him as being longer than he is thick, nothing crazy but def enough to reach all your deepest spots and choke you when hes in your mouth. god i just know he has the prettiest dick, its pale at the base like the rest of his skin but gets pinker near the tip, uncut, a slight curve and has a couple of faint veins that make him gasp when you touch them. the more turned on he is/the closer to cumming, the deeper shade his tip gets, very leaky too imo. i dont think he would have a lot of hair down there, for one the rest of his body doesnt but also hes a merman, underwater creatures dont tend to have a lot of hair, and even if he did he would absolutely keep it well trimmed,not completely shaven but short and neat. yes the carpet matches the drapes

okay sorry i keep getting side tracked i cannot shut up about him

after you have your fill with the rest of his body and reach the main course, pls gently kiss his tip first and he will die happy. since its your first time together, you start off slow and easy, just lightly stroking him while kissing and licking all over his shaft and suck on his tip. hes def already close and his sounds are clear indicators, as well as his hand gently petting your hair. he would tell you what he likes/doesnt like, if he wants you to keep doing something ect but otherwise he just lets you do whatever you want. please dont get mad if he bucks his hips up and accidently chokes you tho, he doesnt mean to but you just feel so good </3

like i said, he probs wont last long, he might try to pull you off, embarrassed hes close already but if you insist it's okay, its actually flattering, he will let you continue and tell you when hes about to cum incase you dont want it in your mouth. if you let him finish in your mouth and swallow, though? lord have mercy he just ascended. i dont think he would taste bad at all, he has a good diet and exercise so its not unpleasant. if you lick any remaining cum off his dick or your lips/hand, he may need cpr tho so be warned

that being said, theres a good chance he will just cum unexpectedly without being able to warn you, especially if you deep throat him, youre so hot and wet around him that he cant help it, he really does love how warm you are. when he orgasms, he def is louder and will chant your name, gripping onto any part of you he can whether its your hair, shoulders or hand, he just needs to be touching you. be careful that he doesnt gag you btw, he sometimes loses control of his body and fucks up into your mouth, he will apologize and make sure youre okay afterwards tho

please hold him while he comes down, pet his hair and praise him, he will be ready for round two soon. speaking of, he will want to make you feel good so bad too, if you dont want to go all the way just yet, he would gladly just give you oral as well. i just know he would be so good with his mouth and fingers, he is an artists and never shuts up after all, plus he learns quick. he will roll you over so hes on top after he catches his breath, necklace brushing your chest as he kisses you again, enjoying the taste of his cum and your unique flavor. if you let him, he will absolutely return the favor ten fold, his lips and hands will touch every centimeter of your body, the sweetest things youve ever heard murmured agaisnt your skin.

it also doesnt matter how big your chest is, he absolutely has his mouth all over it and is groping anything he can. i like to think he would have a slight oral fixation when it comes to sex and could spend hours just sucking your nipples until theyre too sore to continue. he says it helps him relax lmao (he may have a mommy kink but thats for later speculation)

hes gonna love to bite at and knead any and all rolls/curves you have. he just loves how soft and squishy you feel under him (you become his own personal stress toy later on btw you are now a stress ball) hes addicted to touching you already. if you are insecure about anything, he will absolutely shower it in even more love, waxing poetically about how beautiful you are so dont say stupid things about yourself

if you dont have much body fat and are more muscly/boney, he will love to trace them just the same, being able to feel so much of your body, even the parts inside of you, makes him feel some kind of way.

god help you both when he reaches your groin, he will become addicted to your taste and smell so fast. he will probs start off trying to tease you by just kissing around where you need him most, sucking little hickies here and there and lightly brushing your sex but he is also impatient and quickly moves on from that lmao once he gets his mouth on you its all over, i feel like he would be the type to hump the bed and moan as if hes getting the pleasure while giving you oral too, your sounds, taste, smell, touch, all combine to turn him on again. please tug his hair lightly, i dont think he likes a lot of pain but if you grip a little he will happen to moan louder against you. also PLEASE use him for your pleasure, press him closer and grind into his face all you want, he can take it, cover his face in your wetness or fuck his mouth, he is in heaven rn

his tongue and fingers should be illegal ngl they are dangerous weapons, he will have you cumming in no time at all. even if you didnt give him oral he would still want to do it to you, he loves seeing you feel good so much, he will probs need to paint after you make love because he feels so inspired.

he will absolutely turn from teasing to begging, pleading you to cum in his mouth, he needs to taste it so bad. if you have amab anatomy he wouldnt want you finishing on his face, only in his mouth simply because he feels like it would be a waste and be better off in his belly <3 he also just doesnt like the mess, butttt he can be persuaded, if you really want to or you say something like you wanna paint his face with streaks of white like the prettiest picture he will fold in two seconds flat.

if youre afab he will love it if you squirt, if you cant or just dont this first time he wont be upset, but if you do? he is trying to catch as much in his mouth as he can and milks you for all youve got, you will have to pull his fingers away and make him stop before he accidentally overstimulates you lmao

fuck he would look so hot after too, his face all covered in your cum and his spit, eyes hazey from arousal and love, panting slightly and his hair all over the place from where your hands were in it. pls help him clean up, if you wipe his face and push his hair back from his eyes he will melt, leaning into your touch and kissing your hand, ironically, hes like a big cat, especially after sex.

if you want to go all the way and do penetrative sex he will be so down and already has the lube and condoms ready, but if you arent ready or are okay with just that one round he is happy too, content with just snuggling you in bed. dont expect to leave anytime soon tho, he is a leech and WONT let you go, convincing him to let you use the bathroom is an actual battle. he is the clingiest, cuddliest mf ever, it doesnt matter what position youre in, as long as hes close to you hes happy. i do think he would like being the little spoon more tho, he loves being big spoon because you feel nice in his arms and he feels like hes protecting you but he just loves being held a tiny bit more. its like you are the one protecting him and dont want to leave him, its comforting

if you do want to continue tho... dont have any plans for the rest of the day, period. between making love and cuddling after, youre not going anywhere.

like i said, hes a switch for sure, so hes good with whatever you wanna do. wanna ride him? perfect. want him to fuck you? also perfect. want him to ride you? yee haw baby. want to fuck him under you? hes ready. be warned tho, if you do the penetrating or ride him, he will be whiner and more bratty, making more demands and back talk 🙄 someone please fuck this man stupid he needs to be humbled yall /aff

if he does the penetrating/is on top, he will be more gentle and a little more serious, wanting to make sure you feel the best you can. he wont stop being silly ofc but he wont be as much of a shit head, especially if its your first time with anyone, not just him. he would prefer missionary this way too(or mormal cowgirl if hes riding you) so he can hold you close and see your face, he loves watching how you react to anything he does. he also has a big thing for eye contact, he wants to press his forhead against yours and gaze into your eyes, it feels so intimate and wholesome despite what youre doing.

he will absolutely get upset if you try holding back your sounds, bro is about to throw a temper tantrum stg /lh, he thinks you sound amazing and he likes knowing you enjoy what hes doing. if youre just naturally quiet he will understand but be a bit bummed, pls talk to him and tell him how good hes making you feel and what hes doing right :) he will perk back up quick. i think he would probs press his nose unto your neck and hair a lot ngl, your scent is so lovely and being so close to you makes his heart vibrate lmao also pls hold his hand during

he would love to be the one to stimulate your clit/dick to help you cum but if you prefer to do it yourself thats okay too, he might be a little whiney but still happily touch other parts of your body instead, just wanting to make you feel good

again, i dont think he would last overly long but he would make sure you get off too, even if it means he gives you oral again or just pushes through his sensitivity, you Will cum. if you take longer to finish, its okay, he wont be upset or leave you hanging, absolutely determined you orgasm. lmfao he gets more locked in to make you cum than when he paints.

when he gets close, hes gonna cling to you again, holding you as tightly against him as possible and his thrusts will become shallower, more humping you than full on strokes yk. fyi when he does finish, hes gonna imagine he doesnt have the condom on and that hes filling you up, i know in my heart that he has a thing for creampies (maybe even breeding later on but thats not for rn), seeing your combined cum drip from your still twitching hole makes him want to go again. its the same if youre penetrating him, he wants to feel your hot spend inside of him. when you do follow suit and cant help but moan his name, hes gonna get the most love sick look on his face and probs groan too

after you both finish and relax into eachothers arms, hes gonna ask if this was serious for you, if you meant what you said about Liking him, if this means you two will start exclusively dating now... he wants to make sure youre on the same page, to him, this wasnt just helping eachother get off, it was making love and showing eachother how you feel, he really hopes that its the same for you...when you say yes, he tries not to show it but hes about to start giggling and kicking his feet lmao he pulls you somehow tighter to him, almost wanting to crawl into your skin so you can never leave him again, kissing your breath away

p.s. pls bully him about huffing your clothes earlier, especially if its your underwear lmfao do not let him live this down, call him your pervy dog

all in all i need to fuck rafayel, specifically after i walk in on him jerkin off, and then cuddle him

[offbrandkyoya]

56 the artist named “….”

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The art studio is separate from your college. There was a flyer in the halls saying, “Join now to win 10K and your art featured in a public gallery.” You were sold because you wanted to prove everywhere you mean something. You typically don’t go to the art studio since you don’t know anyone and like your privacy. However, this time you have to because you started painting.

You enter the room and no one bats an eye. You sigh and head straight towards your canvas. Putting your bag down to the side, you began taking out your supplies. You took a piece of cardboard you had inside and started placing paint drops on it. You place the card board on your lap and grabbed your pain brush, dip it in some water, and began to dip it in paint.

You began to focus hard on your work and muting the noise in the room. Your face made different expressions in each stroke you made. It was looking quite beautiful but you felt like it was missing something. The paintbrush led you in the right direction every time so you had nothing to worry.

You were caught in a trance that you didn’t notice someone right next to you, watching. You didn’t hear their voice either until they tapped your shoulder. You jump and turn around next to you. “Y-Yes?” The person chuckled at your reaction. “I’m sorry for scaring you. I just wanted to say your paintings beautiful.” You blush and shyly look away. “O-Oh, thank you. It’s not done though.” “Ah, I see.”

They continue to look at the painting. “What’s it supposed to be?” “Well, um, it’s embarrassing.” “Art is never embarrassing.” They say and you smile a little. “Thank you. It’s supposed to be…” You paused. “Well, I don’t wanna say it yet. It’s a surprise.” “Oh! That’s exciting.” You laugh, “Thank you, um, I’m sorry I don’t know your name.” “Oh it’s alright.” They look at you with a gentle expression. “I’m Albedo.” You smile wide. “I’m Yn. It’s nice to meet you, Albedo.” “Likewise.” You place your stuff down and stand up.

“What are you working on?” His eyes sparkle and he leads you to his canvas. You gasp, “You paint too? And it’s way better than mine!” He laughs, feeling a bit embarrassed. “Nonsense. Im still a bit rusty in some areas.” You place your hands on your hip. “To me you’re perfect.” He blushed a little. “Thank you, Yn. You’re very kind.” You froze as you process his words to you. Your lips quiver then form a sweet smile. “Thank you very much.”

You go back to gazing at his painting. “What is it?” You finally ask. “It’s supposed to be a valley.” “A valley?” He nods, “Yes. Specifically, a memory of mine.” You look at him in awe. “That’s sweet. Is it okay if you tell me the memory?” He nods again. “Of course. It’s a picnic day from a few years ago. My little sister and I spent the day there and it was quite wonderful. Everything was beautiful. The sky, flowers, the fresh wind,” He begins to chuckle. “My sister running around and getting her dress dirty.” You laugh also.

Albedo’s expression slowly turns into a sad one. His smile still there but his eyes were heartbroken. “That day, I didn’t really move much. I simply sat and observed the area but…” He takes in a breath. “I was still motivated to run as well.” You stare at him before going back to his art. The sky was bright with the grass swaying and little flowers sprouting. A little girl was drawn running and you figured it’s his sister.

There was also a mini Albedo at the corner, watching his sister run. You couldn’t help but smile. It was all so cute until you noticed an area that wasn’t painted. You carefully lean closer and it was a sketch of another figure. You couldn’t tell who it was but the figure was waving, you assume, at Albedo.

“Who’s that?” You ask and Albedo looks at you curiously before following your gaze. “Oh.” His voice almost went quiet. “That’s…a friend from long ago.” You hum. “You all look like you had a lot of fun.” You said instead of asking any further. Albedo appreciates that and smiles. “We did but, unfortunately, it rained after.” “Oh no.” You both laugh.

“I’m sorry I took up a lot of your time.” Albedo says. You shake your head. “Nah, it’s okay. It was nice talking to you.” You smile at each other then Albedo nervously scratched his cheek. “Do you by any chance post your art anywhere?” You frown and shake your head. “No, sorry. I post my art sometimes but I usually just talk.” “Oh, okay.” You couldn’t help but feel sad now since you blew your chance befriending this guy.

However, Albedo takes out his phone, and opens Twitter. “I still want to follow you. Is that okay?” You nod rapidly. “Y-Yeah.” You hurriedly take out your phone and show him your user. He smiles as he types it out and then you get a notification. “There. I should let you go do your work now.” “You too.” You give him one last smile before heading back to your station.

You made another friend and you couldn’t help but think about getting Thoma a treat for his help.

- DUN DUN DUN!!!!!!!

- new character and it’s MISTER ALBEDO??? 😱😱

- wonder what’ll happen 😆

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[twoheartswrites]

Hi can you write a Connor x deviant reader where Connor meets the reader before he deviates and he’s trying to take the reader into the staton (by like tracking him down and stuff im bad at explaining 😭) and the reader does the thingy where their skin goes up and they like show memories and information and the reader shows what happened to them (like the reader being in a group for like a care center and then humans like destroy the other androids and the reader escapes) and then Connor and the reader just talk for a bit and Connor kinda just deviates a bit after that (btw I’m so sorry if this doesn’t make any sense)

Software Instability

Fem aligned people (+ She/Her users) DNI

[FTM Friendly] DEVIANT Male Reader x Connor

Fluff/Long Fic

Detroit Become Human

Connor's POV:

Where is he? This deviant is the best link we've got to Markus, but he's difficult to catch. We've been practically playing a game of 'cat and mouse' as Hank says.

He leaves notes and shrines for us yet leaves little trace of himself. The closest I've gotten of useful information was a couple drops of blood from our first encounter with him. He got injured at a care center, where supposedly an entire group of deviants had attacked the people new batch of people who needed help. It seems unlikely considering the past links of deviants who just wanted to live a normal life, but justice needs to be served...

It's getting late and I've been standing in this snowy area of the city, surrounded by abandoned building that the deviant led me too for the past hour, trying to find any hint of a shrine or note, but even those aren't here.

Hank had already wrapped his stuff up to go, and at this point- I think it's time for me too. Until I hear a loud hissing sound, like spray paint, coming from inside these abandoned buildings. I quickly (and quietly) make my way around where the sound is coming from.

I climb up on of the buildings where a rusty ladder was, and found one of the buildings with a huge gap in the window. I take a peak inside to find 3 androids. One is spray painting a Jericho symbol onto the walls while the two others are walking away with a large box. Deviants.

I note that the broken glass is how they get into the building as they've built platforms fit for people to safely walk in from here. As the two other androids are no longer in hearing distance, I start to silently sneak myself towards the one left. The closer I got, I was finally able to read what type of Android they were--

A Care Android.

"Joey are you ba-?"

I interrupt him, grabbing onto his free arm, and then the hand that carried his spray can. Immediately, he started fighting back and tried shouting for help "JOEY, SIMON"

His led blipped red in a second and he pushed me up against the wall next to the spray painted symbol. I finally had a good look at his face-

A tear across his cheek, not to deep but still enough to make someone wince at the injury.

"God dammit, Connor just give me a damn second!" he yelled. Him knowing my name was the least of my problems in this moment, but I'm starting to realize I may have underestimated how strong he is.

Care Androids are made to hold heavy weights considering that they had to carry people, help bring in shipments of medication and food, and so on.

But no matter how much I budge, his hold on me gets tighter. "Connor, please" He pleads loudly, making me stop, "Just listen to me. Hand, give me your god damn hand" he demands.

A look of desperation slips into his eyes, and I can't help but hesitate. After seeing these many deviants so far, it's impossible to think his intentions are purely evil.

As I finally stop fighting back, we stare into each other's eyes, silently checking for approval of a truce. His eyes soften, and he lets go of me. We stand frozen for a moment before he pulls out his hand. The flesh of his hand is pixelated away as he waits for my hand as well.

I delay for a second before finally grasping his hand and close my eyes with him.

------

"It's okay, Ellie" I whisper, running my hand over the little girl's forehead. In reality, there's androids getting torn apart down there, and I'm hiding with the sick little girl I was told to take care of. I'm afraid, for the first time in my life, I feel a nauseas feeling as I try to find a way to leave this place while leaving everyone in this room safe.

If I want to live, I must leave, but it's my job-- my only reason to exist is to defend the people who live here.

I feel myself become a traitor, I feel selfish for leaving and wanting to live. But they're human, they'll be safe. I know I have to live for something in the future.

The little girl looks up at me on last time. Hopefully she finds her gift after this whole mess. Hopefully she sees the little happy birthday note I've placed in her room. I'll visit her one day if I live to get out of this.

I open the door and quickly shut it, looking around. Androids attempting to fight back while others lie limp to the suffering, and humans have had enough of us.

I grab onto a broken rail from the stairs as I try to sneak across to the other side where I find of group of deviants trying to escape from.

No eyes on them just yet. One care android, now deviant, looks over to me with worry, almost like they're telling me to be careful and that we'll meet after, before heading out.

I take a deep breath, for the first time I feel something like adrenaline. Like I'm alive

I make a run for it, and finally as I'm about to reach the window, I feel something trip me. I fall onto my side, finding a human lady over me. Anger and hatred has filled her, and pinned me down, pressing a knife against my cheek and slowly trying to slide it against my face, but by instinct, I swing. I swing the rail right onto her head. She cries out, getting the attention of the other humans. Fuck.

I scamper up and pull my way out of the window as the shouts get louder and closer. I slam the window closed, and as I'm about to run away, my legs finally give in, fear and tiredness swallow me whole.

-----

I let go of his hand, panting. I could feel all of it, I could hear everything, his thoughts and the shouting and crying.

He looks at me with worry, gently placing my hand on my shoulder.

"You understand me now" He says softly, "you see me"

He lightly presses his fingers against his tear, before leaving it alone. I do, he's right, but I can't let him know that. I look away from him, still trying to recover from the feelings.

"I just wanted to care for them, Connor-"

"How do you know my name?" I ask, scanning them.

"Echo and Ripples. Those girls you let live from the Eden Club. They heard what your buddy cop called you and then told me. An android deviant who didn't shoot the deviants then and there? I knew you were already in your first phases of deviating..." he confessed.

and though I wanted to deny it, it was becoming harder to.

He sighed, taking a deep breath, almost basking in his new ability. And seeing him so happy about it was almost contagious.

"So detective... you gonna cuff me up now?" he asked, "Or ask me about Markus?"

Markus, right. That.

I nodded, "I need information as to where he is"

His led flipped back to yellow, "So that's why you found me. You didn't find my note?" He smirked, "Mr. Detective Android couldn't find a deviant's note? That'll surely look good in your police files" he teases. He chuckles to himself, shaking his head before pulling out a crinkled paper from his pockets, "This. I made a copy just in case, but it- uhm. It would've sent you to a ship bay, I would've met you there in... a better situation with less fighting and shouting, and then I would've introduced you to him. But I guess this works too" He hums, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.

I take the note, reading the information from it.

"So how about this? We meet there tomorrow, 6 pm, you can bring your one buddy cop if you want, and then I introduce you to Markus. Sound good, Mr. Detective?" he smiles, giving me a bright and wide smile.

I study him for a moment, knowing this isn't a trap, and that I shouldn't trust him so easily-- but I understand him.

"Sounds good" I say.

[[Software Instability]]

[thirteenisloved96]

Still definitely a work in progress but trust the process people, im also a bit rusty but what better way to get back into painting then with 13!

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[stephy-gold]

Emily today

There it is the family home where she lived most of her life until college; she see it with so much love remembering the times when she used to play catch with dad, running around chasing butterflies, showing her little brother the stars and constellations, the times when she helped her mother with the garden, the place where she and her friends used to make bonfires.

She’s home even though she has her own home now in the city, were she live alone and sometimes with her partner at the time no need to say her parents doesn’t know about it. She make the effort to stay in contact with her parents but work, partner and life in general makes it hard to do it, her parents understand most of the time but after weeks of not talking to her and just see her life trough social media they would called, yesterday was one of those days.

YESTERDAY

*iPhone rings*

Home-pod “in coming call from Mom”

Emily to her Home-pod “answer the call”

Emily: Mom, Hi what’s up? *getting ready to go out*

Scully: hi sweetheart, we just wanted to talk to you, you haven’t called

Mulder: hello Kiddo, hey what’s the noise?

*looking for clothes*

Emily: sorry mom, oh I’m getting ready to go out so I answer the call with the home-pod

Mulder: you know I don’t trust those things they’re always hearing and spying, who knows who’s listening

*putting the clothes on*

Emily: Dad you’re just being paranoid

Scully: mulder cut it. Sweetheart you’re going out?

Emily: yeah with some friends and Derek we’re heading to the bar

Mulder: be careful, don’t drink too much kiddo

Emily: dad I’m almost 30 not a kid anymore

Scully: well you’re our daughter no matter how old you are

Mulder: well the reason we called you is because we want you to come tomorrow, your brother is coming from college, we want to spend the day together

Scully: that’s if you’re not busy of course

*putting her makeup*

Emily: No mom I’m not busy, yes I will see you at noon tomorrow and I’m sorry for not calling I miss you guys

Scully (a sad understanding tone): we know honey don’t worry about it

Mulder (loving tone): we love you kiddo

Home-Pod “call ended”

Today

*standing in front of the unremarkable house*

The porch creaks more, the house needs a bit of paint, the old swing in the yard is rusty.

Emily enters the house but there wasn’t any noise, they were home cause the cars were outside but her parents nowhere to be seen “MOOOOM!!!!!” “DAAAAD!!” “Anyone home??”

Scully answered from upstairs “sweetheart give us a minute we’re coming” Emily cringe at the thought of what was her parents doing, she likes to believe that they’re not active because well no one wants to know if they’re parents still do it.

Mulder and scully enter the living room to see Emily looking for something in the Tv; Mulder “hey miss Emily how you’re doing kid” he muffled her hair and emily sighs “DAD common” Mulder grinning “I couldn’t help myself”

Scully reach her daughter and gives her a kiss “we missed you honey, we haven’t heard from you”

Mulder “if it wasn’t for your social media we wouldn’t know how are you kid”, the tone of both parents was soft but incriminating towards her daughter;

Emily explains herself a bit annoyed “mom, dad, I told you before that im sorry, it’s just the hospital is always busy, you both know how it is having demanding jobs” she ends with a sigh beating herself for not called them.

William show up “Mom Dad I’m Home” everyone give him a hug and his mom kiss him on the cheek like a little boy. During dinner everyone talks about their respective lives, William is in his fourth year of college almost finishing his degree (he gained a scholarship due to excelled in baseball, he might go pro after college), his adventures as a handsome bachelor and also the academic success he has;

Scully scolded him for date so many girls and partying a bit too much for her liking, Mulder stand with scully but afterwards tell william just to be careful and enjoy his time in college.

Emily told them about her current work at the hospital and the specialties she is interested, Mulder asked her about who’s Derek and she told them he is a neurosurgeon a bit older than her, good looking and nice.

In the afternoon william and emily were teasing each other and having a play full banter about each other’s life, they text or DM regularly, they cover each other’s backs when they don’t want their parents know something, like the fact that emily is been living with Derek for a couple of months, that would be a major shock to the parents not because their old fashion or prude but because emily haven’t presented him and Mulder would be mad at her for being with a man almost 10 years older than her; emily knew that her mother would give her a talk about her experience and all that. Emily cover william partying nature and disasters when he got into trouble because of it; he likes partying and women too much for his own good.

Mulder asked william to help him fixing and moving things in the house that mulder couldn’t do it due to some back pain and his knees.

William “I think your knees can be heard all the way to D.C. Dad”

Mulder shot him a look “laugh while you can Punk but I was your age too and you will get to mine”

Emily teased him about it “what’s up dad? Old man back problems?” but mom cut her off with her famous raises eyebrow look.

Scully and Emily enjoy discussing some cases emily worked on the hospital and some of scully work at the nearby clinic as well. They talk about new procedures and tactics; a few doctors Scully knows at the hospital where emily is doing her residence. Scully always the FBI agent asked more details about Derek but emily didn’t respond despite her mother’s insistence. Scully asked her if she was thinking about family someday, mulder and her eager to have grandkids to spoil, but didn’t want to pressure their children too much about it.

The whole evening was nice. When the time came for emily returned to the city and william went to stay with her to see some friends in town, he would return tomorrow though. The house became lonely again just the two of them.

Sitting on the porch recliners, old people furniture said william.

Scully remembered the time when she was 29, a young woman, medical doctor specialized in pathology, with a new job at the FBI, a whole life ahead of her, knowing her cute, boyish, intelligent and handsome partner, who 30 years later is her husband, she also recalled the times when she too lost contact with her parents due to work and the comments her mother told her about family and kids.

Mulder joined her in the reminiscence, he recalled the first year they worked together and how they were at the time; “scully we were chasing monsters and killers, running around conspiracies and putting our lives at risk when you were 29”;

Scully “I know mulder and now Emi is the same age, where the time has gone?? It’s almost like yesterday we were in the rain at Bellefleur” she give him a chaste kiss;

Mulder “I can’t imagine emily in that situation, I think she’s still so young and green for this world, but that’s hypocritical of us” he sighs defeated;

scully “when I was 29 I’ve already make so many mistakes too, ones that emily didn’t have to learn from her own experience thank god”;

Mulder “well she and William got the better of us”;

scully “but we are now at the other side of the street mulder and is not nice, I’m thinking about the times that I forgot to call my mother for weeks and whenever I was injured she was the last to know about it”;

Mulder “yeah i got it now and I don’t like it either, I missed them so much too and accepting they have their life apart now is heartbreaking”;

Scully “yeah but they’re good kids emily is so intelligent so it is william as well, she is doing her residency in a great hospital, she’s responsible and have a great future a head; William almost finished college and have an amazing future if he decides to practice or going professional on baseball either way”;

Mulder “I know we are so proud of both”. They leave the recliners with a few cracks of knees and head upstairs to call it a night.

Mulder thought “if scully was lucky I maybe could give her one or two orgasm, common friend don’t failed me like the other night” he was grinning while climbing the stairs.

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Hope you like it 🥹🥹

(I’m a visual person so here it is emily, william, mulder and scully in 2023 and also MSR as parents when the kids where little)

[surveillance-0011]

If ur still doing the HOL hcs can I get some for Krubis and Creature? Only if you want :>

Ofc ofc!! I’ve been meaning to post more Krubis he’s my favorite. Creature is here too but I'll admit i have my biases and this is mostly krubis 🫣 tee hee. warning for low grade body horror

Krubis:

Nonbinary. Predominantly he/him but fine with the occasional they or she. Butch Lesbian. To me. To me. Idk if anyone will see what I see here but this is all I see.

Helmet can come off. I'm assuming the drill and energy/jet pack can come off for the sake of maintenance and whatnot but it's a hassle and his hand is legit gone

I mean he's got other helmets in his office?? but meanwhile he's apparently worn the same sort of stuff for like 20 years (painting/photo in the mansion) and i feel like most of the dialogue points to it not being removable but Im. not sure if im convinced there. It also acts like he doesn't have a spare hand so. idk.im sure he could take off the drill and engine pack in case repairs r necessary. but ig he just doesn't for one reason or another

probably bc he's stupid and stubborn and holding out for a chance to tear someone apart. too bad he's only really tearing apart his own work

That and i'm sure atp it's all low grade cyborg stuff. The green bit the drill attaches to is embedded in his arm and i'm sure there's ports and plates n wires all up somewhere in him where everything attaches.

In and out of sobriety. He's. Not really sober atp but he was trying and I'm sure he still said so that he wouldn't get dragged back into full throttle addiction and so garm wouldn't get on his case abt stuff. too bad most people can see right through his lie.

Smokes too. Smells like space weed, dead furgle, dirt and sweat most of the time. Doesn't really drink though.

Got sober after a while of dating his wife, really got serious abt it after marriage + once his workload increased. Fell back into old habits once. yknow. all that. And he fell hard. Beforehand it got bad sometimes but after everything it was less of a bad habit and basically the only way he'd even feel close to alright.

Total cheapskate, lifelong haggler. If he can’t steal it or get it for free/cheap he won’t buy it. Also a bit of a hoarder, takes all sorts of freebees and scrounges up scrap material n junk that he thinks he'll get around to using for something later

Spiteful lil bastard. Feels entitled to much more than he’s got generally but is especially pissy about his space on the ladder rung. Envious of most others. Will never NOT complain about something.

Not conniving enough to work out some brilliant plan of sabotage but he's certainly a bully who has knocked others down a peg and screwed up what he can to get what he wants.

Weak in comparison to the other officers, and generally out of shape/rusty, but he’s still relatively strong and can hold his own. Definitely stronger and more durable than humans and other common alien species, even if it’s not by much. A bit sickly from piss poor sleep and eating habits.

Minimal combat training but he fought a lot in his youth and isn’t totally helpless. Certainly not happy with how the others seem to ignore all this and regard him as the weakest link. Even if it may or may not be true.

Violence is not the answer it's a question and if you're dealing with someone who has nothing to give you the answer is of fucking course. cleans moplet guts off his drills, shoes and Gus daily.

Not the brightest, certainly not as "brilliant" as some of the others but he wasn't born yesterday either. Street smart and he knows his way around.

Workaholic but work ethic leaves somethings to be desired. Certainly has spent hours just staring at his computer wishing he was anywhere else. Or bitching over the loudspeaker/hologram messages. Not to mention that he digs in to the harvest a bit too often.

Also not very organized. Not a total slob but everything is "organized chaos" that is just teetering on that edge of even being considered organized

No free time these days but his "hobbies" mostly consist of debauchery and causing mayhem. He is rather handy tho, enough to fix himself up decently. Does not go to mechanic or doctor like ever until he's totally sure he can't do shit abt it. should really take better care of himself either way.

He knows he has a problem. He knows he has many problems. He just lacks any drive to try and fix anything. Like he's legit given up.

Sticks with the cartel bc it's all he really knows and he's holding out what little hope he's got. That and generally has that mindset that you stick with whoever's looked out for you and though what happened with Giblets and Garm's incompetence have tested that loyalty it's still been such a huge factor of his life

And he's mostly cool with Nipulon even if he's said some choice words about Garm around him. Really Krubis has some respect and admiration but doesn't get why he still answers to Garm. Hell he wishes Nipulon was in charge of all this instead!

Distant from the other officers but has a shaky...friendship ...ish? with Douglas and the Skrendels. He's very very jealous of both these parties getting what they get despite their incompetence while he works his ass off in his eyes and neither Douglas nor the Skrendels appreciate this mindset... but they do look out for each other kind of.

Closer with Douglas. As ive said before it's very weird and on and off but he just can't stay mad at Douglas bc he looks at him and sees his younger self. So if anything he's worried and would like to try and tell Douglas to wisen up before it's too late. I think they mostly mention each other in their dialogue bc it's wild that a g3 officer was killed and word spread like wildfire and YOURE HOLDING THEIR GUN TO SHOOT EM WITH more so than them necessarily being close but no one else seems to really care in this regard so i will say it's not like they're *not* friends or whatever. May or may not know what he looks like out of his suit. i'm between Krubis legit not knowing or keeping the half-open secret for douglas's sake.

As for the Skrendels. They want him to lighten up and Krubis wants these dumb fucks off his lawn and for Garm to explain why the hell these meatheads get so much of Zephyr. Eternal jersey-new york rivalry. But they're all from rougher walks of life and on the occasion that Krubis isn't stewing as deep as he usually does in his bitter envy for everyone else they can kind of chill together

I feel like of the three Angela is a little less confrontational or generally chill so he actually gets along with Krubis the best outta the three. Jonathan is charismatic but very brash and generally obnoxious and meanwhile Mona is pretty serious and the least social of the three. Jonathan is generally cool with Krubis even if he thinks he's totally cranky but Krubis finds him overwhelming and the two both get fired up easily so it's not the best mix. And Mona doesn't really like him. Mona does not like a lot of people.

His relationship with his wife was faltering before Giblets slept w/ her because of increasing disagreements. She found Krubis to be pretty headstrong even when he didn’t really know wtf he was talking about. In general things sort of just stagnated with Krubs workin all the time,, no communication nothing new,, etc etc.

But!! They were pretty happily married for some time, at least like 5-10 years. Sickening sweethearts at one point.

He was pretty pissed about the cheating and divorce (and probably said some things to her that he shouldn't have) but he was much, much more hurt by her death. In his eyes Giblets practically stole her away just to kill her and didn't care about who he hurt.

He was totally planning to kill the guy btw. Or at least ruin his life right back. Never got around to it. Bc paperwork

I don't know if he'd ever truly *like* Giblets but once upon a time he was willing to give the guy the benefit of a doubt and was even able to muster up some kindness. Certainly saw he was smart and figured maybe he'd just gotten a bad rap. Never Fucking Mind!!!

He's angry with her too, a little. But most of all he's angry with himself. For never being there. For not fighting harder to win her back. For letting her die like that. Everything that went down made him much angrier than he was beforehand (even tho he was always sorta like this).

Garm's patience was wearing thin. I'd say the feeling was mutual but I think Krubis was a lot more fed up. She... atp does she even respect him? Used to. Fears him either way.

Also Fucking Scared of Gurgula. No trust there.

Wears work + utility clothes, function over form all the time. Has a lot of promo/event sort of merch from whatever goes on at Dularmoland and the like that he wears for sleep or around the house.

Never ditches the shades. Sensitive eyes and doesn't want people to read him too easily. His eyes r pink btw. They should be pink. Not enough people in this game have fun eye colors.

very prone to freaking the fuck out. guilty of adult temper tantrums and being petty +immature abt stuff.

I do think he helps around Dularmoland. Def behind the scenes but checks in a lot when he can and has totally shown up and lent a hand. he IS friends with Ranchy just keeping some distance bc he's busy and trying not to fall further into addiction bc he knows Ranchy Is Not Okay.

Very very very loyal to the few he's close to. G3 kind of sort of counts.

Pretty good cook, for someone basically stuck making survival/depression meals 24/7

Actually kind of a total fucking dork. They've got a bit of an awkward goofy side to em. Moreso just awkward as of late they have not really had any fun with anything for quite some time but they are not immune to mischief and The Silliness. Kind of hard to avoid as a living Drill Man reference. Embarrassed and in denial that theyre kind of cringe fail.

Actually didn't mind Gus and while Gus totally hated them, they weren't too cruel to him. Besides using him to kill moplets and trying to convince him that everything they were doing was morally fine if not correct. Which is actually very cruel but. They were very affable towards him if you get what im sayin.

Kind of found the Gatlians cute and interesting in general. Not enough to be against what happened to them though.

I do think if he stepped back and saw the extent of damage that the G3 has done he would feel guilt but in the end he'd rather keep his head down and keep going along with things.

Creature (yes finally Krubis talk is over)

He/him but it's whatever. greyroace pan.

Gender wise. idk idk if he was born with that uterus or the Skrendels put that there but either way. Male.

Tries his damndest to be positive. It's not too hard bc he's been numbed to a lot of the pain but it still veers into toxic positivity ish sort of thinking.

Gets very upset when others are upset and gets VERY ANXIOUS when others are angry especially. Generally very emotionally empathetic but after all that time in a lab where anger usually lead to him being used more like a punching bag/gineua pig by the Skrendels that gut reaction isn't gonna go away

also just. doesn't like sitting with all these emotions

At least he usually goes the route of trying to see what he can do for people instead of totally shutting it all down but still not a healthy way to think

A little clingy but generally well meaning and tries his best to be kind and morally decent

he just wants some stability after all this time, man. he doesn't want his whole life pulled out from under him again.

Big catastrophizer. But also very it is what it is. shaking with fear on verge of tears hyperventilating saying fuck it we ball.

Lowkey v v numb but what he does feel is very overwhelming

cheese fan big on cheese i think i shall make some nachos for him

Doesn't like medical stuff at all. Still wants to watch Grey's anatomy

I think tv dramas catch his attention in general.

Knows the most abt Gurgula of the Gatliens though that's still not much besides witnessing the experiments he got up to and what little he's overheard.

Could totally tell you everything abt the Skrendels though

very much a tim robinson character. prone to shenanigans

ig we shall learn more in the comics but im betting the lost love bit is probably abt him in the blurb.

Also guessing maybe he was a part of the resistance or the strike force but was captured and mutilated beyond recognition

not sure how likely this is but i would not be surprised if this lost love turns out to be harper or something and they take one look at each other and say "yeah nah whatever this is is fine for now". though it's just as likely it's someone totally new.

i think maybe his OG appearance looked more aquatic? with fins and the like ? maybe he even had the tiny lil hands gus has

in a human au his head would be shaved to like a scrappy buzzcut in the labs and it would grow out over time. roots would show his hair is actually brown but it was bleached then, either before capture or by the skrendels for one reason or another

Of the group he's on the best terms with Kenny. Gets along with all of them though Gus and Sweezy wish he knew why they were (and still kind of are) mad at Kenny.

Also got some bonding time in with Lezduit before he went off with BH's parents. They take solace in the shared experiences of being lab rats to horrible people.

The other Gatlians have tried to fill creature in on what life on Gatlus was like. He was sad that he had forgotten everything and he felt bad abt not really having that same connection.

Bounty Hunter told him about Pikmin and he is enamored with it.

[miutonium]

I absolutely love the watercolour art you’ve done recently! I’m just wondering what the process is on how you create the art? Like do you sketch, ink then paint or ink last? Im curious because I would love to try and do something like this myself!

Aahh thank u 😭 I haven't paint properly since last year so i thought my painting skill is a bit rusty but glad it look nice to you 🥺💕

This is a bit of a long post since I added a few tips to help you out on your process (tl;dr: sketch>paint>lineart)

I actually took a few picture when I was painting this so I can show you a glimpse of how my painting process looks like. I usually start with a sketch and erase it lightly with gummy eraser (I erase it until its barely visible like the one at Chloe's legs). You can use a normal eraser but gummy eraser is easier and it doesnt damage paper and doesnt make those annoying eraser clumps so get those if you're on a grocery run one day hhh

After I erase it, I put down the bases here and there. I intentionally leave some white spots cuz those are highlights and where the light hits. If you're painting, I suggest you figure out where the light source would be and leave the part where you think the lights will hit the folds of the clothes and skin unpainted.

When painting the base, dont forget to dilute it, the color of the bases shouldn't be darker or more vibrant than the shadow you will paint soon. The bases will look pale but I assure you it will look nice when you add the shadow soon :3

I also mixed a few colors at the areas i think it would look darker. For example, notice how Chloe's red legging isn't a solid red but a mix of purple at the bottom part.

White clothing can be tricky to paint since it's light and highlights are white so what I usually do is I always paint it to be off white. For the base of white clothes, instead of using black and dilute it with water to make it grey, I like to mix jaune brilliant (or any pale skin color)+ tiny bit of ultramarine because it creates such a nice neutral gray. From that grey you can add either add a bit of cadmium orange (to make the grey warmer) or a bit of purple or pink to make the tone cooler. For this drawing, I also add a bit of shell pink and horizon blue (a baby sky blue shade) on Utonium's clothes. Mixing those colors makes white clothes looks prettier to me.

I dont have a clear picture for this part so sorry about that aahh 😭😭😭 but anyway this is the neat part. Since we already use diluted colors for the base, you can use more vibrant color and add more paint as shadow.

I also dont usually use black to make the shadow darker since it will make your color look muddy. For that, I usually add other shade right next to them on the color wheel. For example, for red shade clothes I mix purple to the shadow just like at Utonium's shorts. This works for others too, if your clothes' yellow, use orange for shadow. Blue? Purple can be use as shadows. It helps if you memorize the color wheel so you can pick the shadow color quickly in your head hhh

You still can use black though if you intended the shade to look brown, there's nothing wrong using black but be careful on adding because its a strong color a just a tiny tiny bit is enough to darken your color. (If you paint with black all the time I suggest you buy a tube of neutral tint black because this shade can be use to make your color darker without making it look muddy since it is created for this purpose :3)

This is how it looks in the end after I'm done with the shadows and the bg (I havent add the lineart at this point). I actually dk how to draw background so I usually just draw patterns or just paint a solid color bg. I also think keeping the background plain is better since I want people to focus on Utonium and Chloe instead of the background and it would look cluttered af if I draw a complicated bg hhh

This is how it looks like after I finish with the lineart. For the lineart, I never use pen or ink, I use watercolor and colored pencils for it. I use a tiny 01 detail brush for the lines and also use a white gel pen for some highlights. Lineart is actually my least favourite part and I still struggle with it til this day ;w;

This is the one I posted the other day. I edited this one clearly since my camera actually didn't do justice to the color (it looks prettier irl i swearrr, my camera just fuckin sucks _(:3」∠)_) and also everyone lies on the internet hhh dont feel guilty about editing it since its hard making watercolor looks good on camera fr 🤧🤧🤧

In the end, watercolor is a fun medium for me to work with because it's an unpredictable medium and sometimes it doesn't look like how I intended it to be so don't worry if it doesn't look like how you planned it to be. I hope this is helpful enough for you and its easy to understand 🙏

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#5

You know when you have these jokes and shitposts that only you and one other person on the planet really understand?

Well I thought I would share this anyway! even though only @galaxy-minecart has the full context to this jfhgkfhg

So here's the first one. Some more Wither-Watcher Deity!Grian stuff (you can find a proper drawing of him here, since I gave up drawing him properly after my 5th redraw on this fucking meme shitpost) but he's been thrown into empires smp.

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So its basically from a deity grian crossover with empires (i made this before he canonically visited the server LOL) coupled with the imo absolutely hysterical concept of Joel just refusing to believe in deities and demons and the like. I mean when Xornoth showed up, mans deadass went ''i do not see. i am looking away. Xornoth? never heard of them.'', so its probably the same with gods.

Anyway so deity!grian shows up on the server and bumps into joel and makes him his 'listener' (which does NOT mean the same thing as it does in canon watcher lore in the absolute slightest. listeners in my lore are basically followers of the watchers, and as far as i know canon listeners are against the watchers so kgkfhghg v different) but joel the small king refuses to believe (or at least admit to believe) that grian is a god so he acts like they're just ''allies''. nevermind the dread of feeling the very gaze of the universe itself befalling Joel whenever he does something Grian dislikes, no supernatural powers to be seen here, no gods in this town,,,

235 notes - Posted January 12, 2022

#4

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Hello!! I’m alive and well. 

I haven’t had much to post as most of my art has been unfinished and/or private worldbuilding stuff or figuring out people’s designs. However I have fallen into a deep critical role hyperfixation on campaign 3, Ashton’s design and Campaign 1 Percival (etc etc) de Rolo and his whitestone arc, so I’ve been doing a few doodles of some designs here and there - specifically for c3 since I’m still new to c1. This is the first proper colored one however, so yay! It’s Ashton in pretty much the same outfit Taliesin wore during Ashton’s introduction bc I haven’t been able to get that visual out of my head :] I love their laugh, whenever I hear it is when I can best visualize them in my head, it’s so distinctly their sound. Might be my now pfp, maybe! love them a lot. Also hi critters! I’m new in this corner of the internet! any fellow newbies out there? :> 

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249 notes - Posted April 17, 2022

#3

hi im rusty and not supposed to draw bc it has been a month and my hand has continuously hurt the whole time (which is also why there hasnt been any posts in a bit) but I had to do at least ONE doodle during the restream. I hope to make a "there's strength, but there's pain; There's pain, but there's strength." painting once im able but that might be a while

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hi fcg’s eyes are a struggle and im still working on his design but uhhh decided to draw my beloved he/they player character duo. also yes im aware ashton’s outfit looks different in their character art but i felt like playing around with it some more :v he’s so much fun to draw.

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546 notes - Posted April 21, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Team Rancher has my whole entire heart

Hi, hello, I'm alive and I'm Totally Normal about these two.

Wanted to post this before I get so swept up in Empires Season 2 that I forget to put this here- I saw the scene where Tango was raging and Jimmy did his best to calm him down and stop him from doing something stupid and he said that quote and this. came to me in a vision, i immediately grabbed my tablet lol. Team Rancher brainrot is real, i love that these two got put together as soulmates. cant wait for next season when theyll probably burn down desert duo's incredibly flammable base [Reblogs and Comments help the artist and are very much appreciated!]

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spare some facts about cillian? 👐 i think "retconning" ocs and making new ones is such a fascinating process

oh anon im so sorry i didnt see this wth !!! thank u so much for asking abt my mans ive been so excited to introduce him and talk abt him over the last couple days !

like i said before cillian is heavily inspired by my last hawke, emeraude, mainly in that they're both half elven. cillian is technically bethany & carver's half brother, and not related to leandra by blood. he was malcolm's first child with an antivan elf who ran away to ferelden (disclaimer i havent played mota and im a lil rusty on the lore so this could still be up for changing lol). she died when cillian was about 2, so he doesn't remember her much and as far as he's concerned leandra is his real mother

all he has of his mother is an old green onyx pendant of hers which he wears under his clothes. he doesn't like letting people seeing it including his fam bc he doesn't want them to think they aren't "enough" for him if that makes sense

he's a rogue! tossing up between shadow & assassin but def another dual wielder like elspeth.

he's a very talented painter as well! though he doesn't do it a lot because after his father's death he became the main breadwinner and he felt obligated to put his energy into more practical stuff. so when he was doing crimes he mainly worked whatever capentry jobs he could find. after act 1 when he comes into the amell wealth he begins painting again.

he and carver both fought at ostagar, and cillian nearly died. the iconic red slash hawke usually has is, in cillian's case, a keloid scar from a darkspawn blade that nearly took his damn nose off :/ that, plus carver's death, plus just the horror of the blight itself and losing his home, TRULY traumatized tf out of him and when he does begin painting again, the blight is a strong inspiration for him. he finds a new appreciate for nature, flowers and plantlife, untainted by the blight. he also misses the forests of ferelden and it takes him a while to get acquainted with city life.

he's always had the lifelong nickname ciller like. like killer lol. it started innocently enough but when he got into his shadier line of work it really stuck. ironically varric is the ONLY person (with anders later) who doesn't use that name, because he notices straight away how uncomfortable and unhappy it makes him. varric just calls him hawke :)

he's very self conscious of his elven heritage. for most of his life he hides the tips of his ears under his hair, until about act 3 when he's accumulated enough power and cynicism confidence to not really gaf anymore.

he's primarily a blue!hawke, although it's a bit murky especially as he becomes more of a mythical figure to kirkwall and less of a person. he's also very reserved and likes hiding vulnerability behind humor. so with a few exceptions most of his friends think of him as a purple hawke, whereas the city sees him as red. at his core though, he's very gentle, thoughtful and selfless to a fault. he can be a complete pushover and really doesn't know how to say no to people, because he's so desperate for love and approval and acceptance. being a half-brother and also being half elven has always made him feel a bit like an outsider everywhere he went, and he compensates by doing the MOST for people who arguably dont deserve it.

speaking of that, cillian is an anders-mancer like i said the other day. after the chantry mess cillian is so broken up over it, but he forgives anders anyway and continues to protect him. he does that by lying and telling everybody that he killed anders so that nobody will look for him. varric and isabela are the only two who know the truth, and subsequently the name "ciller" inevitably sticks even though its. literally not true :(

sorry this was so lengthy but i have so much to say abt him and im thankful that you asked! i havent played da2 in years and this is actually gonna be my first full replay, so if there are any lore issues i'll get around to adjusting them eventually

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Sjsjsjsjsjsjsjs sorry this took so long to answer i really had to think about this cus rook is def a character that gets into the personal space of others and i never thought about this much for my ocs

Rusty

Rusty like Leona would prolly be a big target for Rook. Rusty is a AWD or Painted Wolf whichever u want to call him, which isnt like an impressive animal to hunt like a lion is. But Rook is good with his eyes and can read ppl easily so he knows there's something up with Rusty and can sense the dude has secrets so he makes Rusty one of his prime targets. Though Rusty is a hard target to hunt he is hard to find unless he is next to Kalim and seems to always get away before Rook can get close which only makes Rook more excited to find him. Rusty on the other hand at first didnt mind Rook but him always watching him when he can does make Rusty a little weirded out and thus causes him to use his UM to evade Rook a lot. He would rather avoid Rook altogether but will talk to him friendly to his face even with all the excessive questions.

Azar Tigers are stronger than lions muscle wise and the fact Azar hangs around Leona is like a 2 for 1 for Rook. He prolly treats Azar much like he does Leona as he knows to be more careful as Azar isnt to friendly and unlike Leona isnt lazy either. Azar tho will put up only with a little of Rook before turning around to snap at him which leaves Rook elated. I imagine there relationship to b that of Leona and Rook just with Azar being a bit more aggressive towards Rook when he oversteps his line

Asher

Asher wouldnt be a fun target to hunt like the others hes calm and can see moments into the future so he knows when Rook is coming which when your target can always tell when ur coming doesnt give a rush. Rook still ofc like he does with the other non humans asks him questions or talks about his non human traits Asher is fine with answering even with the more rude or abrasive questions. Asher is a more laid back kinda guy and doesnt let things get to him or nag as him so while the other beastmen are weary or apprehensive towards Rook he doesnt mind him being near him.

Thank u so much for asking! i hope i explained it well sjsjsjsjsj im really bad at saying things sometimes

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Consequences

Authors Note: Hi everyone :) This one got a little weird but what's new lol I hope you like it. I feel a bit rusty too so please ignore any typos or grammar shit I missed. I'm easing back into writing and I had a lot of fun with this one! Thanks for participating in the poll and please leave me some feedback on if you liked this!

Summary: You hook up with Rafe on a one night stand and leave him while he's getting ready only he finds you and lets you know just how much he doesn't like being ditched like that.

Warnings: Language, dirty talk, hooking up, one night stands, rough play, spanking, cnc, bratty reader, rafe being rafe, a ton more im sure but I can't think of them!

"Shit" you thought to yourself. You were getting a drink at the bar when you spotted him. The guy you hooked up with last night. Rafe Cameron. You chugged your drink and slammed it down on the counter with a crash. "Was this dude following me?" You thought to yourself again. You needed to play it cool because that was just a one time thing. You weren't into starting anything with anyone and just wanted to have fun. That's why you came out tonight, to find your next conquest. Hump 'em and dump 'em was your unofficial motto and you lived for one night stands. You liked to quickly move on to the next, no real feelings involved and no one gets hurt. 

The bartender handed you another drink and you threw this one back giving an exasperated sigh after hoping to catch the attention of the cute guy at the end of the bar. You glanced his way to try and make eye contact with him but instead noticed someone else charging towards you in a rush. You pretended not to notice and quickly turned on your heels and started to walk away towards the exit. You needed to get out of there quickly because of course, Rafe would find you at this bar of all places and of course, he would try and confront you about last night. You knew he wanted you for more than just one night but you still slept with him anyway. You just couldn't walk away from such a sure thing with someone like him. He was drop dead gorgeous but a force to be reckoned with. His hard exterior intrigued you but he never seemed interested in you enough for you to take seriously until yesterday. That's when you made your move and how you ended up in his bed this morning and how you conveniently left while he was cleaning up. 

You ducked down the hallway by the bathrooms and were quickly approaching the back exit but just as you put your hand on the door you felt two strong arms grip your waist and spin you around. "Oh my gosh, Rafe! Hi! What are you doing here?" You tried to play it off cool. "I really need to get going but it was nice to see you" and you leaned in for a quick kiss on the cheek and started to turn around again. You let out a slow breath as you reached for the handle to push again, silently praying that your little fake shocked "oh hi" stunt worked. You walk through the door and let out a sigh of relief only to be startled by the sound of your name falling from Rafe's lusty and angry sounding lips. 

"Don't fucking walk away from me y/n" he says in a harsh but desperate tone. "Why did you fucking leave like that this morning?"

"I...umm..." you fumbled with your words for a minute but quickly got it together. You faced him now and took in your scenery around you. It was your classic back alley way. A narrow brick wall lining each side of you, random graffiti spray painted in various places, old cardboard boxes and a dumpster by the door you just came out of.  "Y/N!" Rafe said sterenly. "Come on, what fucking gives?" 

You gave him your best smile and reach out to touch his cheek. "You know what they say Rafey, always leave 'em wanting more..." you trail off trying to turn and leave again. His hand catching your arm before you could escape. 

"So that's it? That's how it's gonna be?" You shrug your shoulders and give him an unamused smirk. 

"Fuck, you're such a bitch y/n" he said running his hand over the top of his head. "You played me and for what? Dinner? A place to sleep? A decent fuck? I don't get it, I really liked you and I thought you felt the same. It took a lot for me to even go out last night and when I saw you were alone for once, I decided to shoot my shot" 

"I don't know what to say Rafe" you say annoyed. I really need to go tho-" but he yanks your arm hard and cut you off. 

"Oh you're not going anywhere yet" he says angrily. You roll your eyes at him and try to shove him off. "Let go of me, you asshole" you shout. 

"I am not the asshole in this situation y/n. You are and I think it's about time someone taught you a lesson. Tell me y/n, do you do this to all your dates or am I just the lucky one" he questions, sounding hurt but slightly amused. You stayed completely silent but roll your eyes at him again. You can see his one hand clench into a fist and feel the other tighten his grip on you even more. "I swear to God if you roll your eyes at me one more fucking time, you're gonna regret it. Stop being such a disrespectful cunt." 

You smirked at him completely intrigued by his outrage and let out a muffled giggle. "Oh yeah Rafey, what are you gonna do out here to me? Yell at me? Call me names? Your such a blowhard, just let me go you asshole so we can both move on. Let me go or you're gonna be the one whose fucking sorry," you spat out. 

Suddenly a look of complete abandon comes  over Rafe's face as he gives you a creepy unhinged smile. His eyes go black and he cocks his head to the side and takes a step closer to you, removing any inch of distance between you. "Is that a threat?" He asks grabbing your other arm and pushing you into the brick wall next to the dumpster. He was so close you could feel his pulsating, bulging cock through his pants. Smiling to yourself you think "maybe I could get into this, like finally a guy that's full of surprises" and you shake your head and take a deep breath in and let it out slowly, looking into his eyes as he brings your hands over your head and pushes them into the hard bricks. It kind of hurts but you like it. "Maybe I misjudged you..." you said outloud. 

"Maybe you did...he answers  you and starts kissing your neck. 

He hoisted you up a little against the wall and in a fever of rushed kisses and animalistic grunting you were getting so turned on and so wet it was starting to pool between your legs. He sucked on a particularly sensitive spot on your neck and you moaned his name so loud you could feel him immediately smirk into your neck. He ran his tongue over the shell of your ear and started sucking and nibbling on your ear lobe, a spot he found last night that drove you wild. He had his knee in between your legs helping hold you up and you were shamelessly humping and riding his thigh when he abruptly stopped and let you down with a thud. You didn't even have time to think before he put your hands over your head again and said "close your eyes and don't you dare fucking move." 

Against all your instincts and better judgement you let your excitement take over and did exactly as you were told. Next thing you knew, your dress was being ripped down the middle and thrown from your body. "Rafe! What the hell" you started to yell and go towards the ruined material only to feel him shove you hard up against the bricks again, scraping your bare skin and prickling at your delicate flesh. "Ow! "That hurts, you dick," you yell at him. "Deal with it" he said nonchalantly. You roll your eyes at his glib attitude. "You're such a prick. You ruined my dress! How am I supposed to get home with no clothes?!" you shouted furiously. 

"Who says you're going home right now?" he growled back at you with a question. "And how was I supposed to know that you weren't wearing any underwear" he said smirking. "Who knew you were such a little hoe" he laughed. You're bare pussy and exposed tits we're on full display for him and anyone who ventured into the alleyway. "Lighten up y/n we're just messing around, it'll be fine, just relax" he said taking off his button down. "You can use this later but only if you take your punishment like a good girl. I can see it going both ways actually because something tells me you don't take orders very well. I told you not to roll your eyes at me and you just couldn't help yourself. This is your fault. These are the consequences of your actions. 

He grabbed you harshly by your arm and spun you around to face the brick wall. Kicking both your feet to the sides, he roughly feels you up over your ass and his fingertips graze your soaking pussy. "Don't move" he says coldly. You couldn't believe how turned on you were considering you were in a pretty rough spot but it was so thrilling that you couldn't help but be turned on. Smiling to yourself you look over your shoulder and lock eyes with Rafe. "Did I tell you, you could turn around? He says angrily. 

"No," you say in a pouty voice. Two can play this game and if he wants to do this then it might as well be entertaining, you thought to yourself. 

"Turn around, put your hands on the wall and lean forward like a good girl for once in your fucking life" he says. You do as your told and feel his hands caress the smooth skin of your ass. He cups your cheeks and jiggles them a little and you love how good his hands feel on your aching and needy body. His fingers move their way to your aching core and he lightly traces your dripping folds, teasing you. You moan out in pleasure and he stops immediately. "You enjoying this y/n?" He asks and you nod your head and instantly say yes. He gives you three hard smacks on your bottom and then grips your ass cheeks again harshly. "I don't think you're ready..." he trails off. 

"I'm ready!" You say quickly and instantly regret it when you hear him darkly chuckle. "Oh you silly little slut," he chuckles menacingly. "You're no where near ready but that's ok. You want it, you've got it," he says ominously. 

His finger quickly find your puckering hole and make its way inside you, roughly and without caution. You squirm uncomfortably but don't move. "Mmmm good girl" he praises. "Let's add another finger." 

Quickly he adds a second and then a third. You have tears streaming down your face but at the same time it feels so good you can't help but let out a pleasurable moan. You can tell your body is about to give in even more when he abruptly stops and pulls his fingers out. "You like this don't you y/n?" You could feel the breeze against your bare and exposed flesh and it makes you shiver. "Yes" you said quietly. "I thought so, such a little whore for me, outside, naked and bent over" he gloats. "Now...you're ready." 

With your hands still on the wall you hear him undo his pants and you mentally prepare for his cock. He is so big and not in the way that most guys think they are. He was actually huge, longest and thickest cock you'd ever laid eyes on. He looks unreal. Most definitely not the norm and most definitely well above average. You wiggle your ass towards him eager to feel him inside you. "You want this cock again y/n?" He asks you. "Fuck yes. Pleaseeee Rafe" you say wiggling your ass at him again. You can hear him fiddling with his belt buckle and then suddenly you feel a hard and painful smack on your ass. "Shit! What the hell Rafe!" you shriek. He yanks you back by your hair and whispers in your ear. "Count with me to 10 or I'll keep going until you do" he growls, nibbling your ear just a tad before harshly shoving your head back towards the wall. "Raf-" you were cut off by a swift smack from his belt. "Fuck" you say, tears coming to your eyes." 

"Y/n" he said testily. He hits your ass again, harder this time. You yelped out in pain but quickly say "one" and swallow it down. "That's a good girl, keep going" he says coldly. Over and over again, he spanks you with his belt. Your ass is on fire and you are full on crying in the alleyway but there is not a sole in sight. Your tortured cries are blending in with the booming music from behind the closed door you came out of earlier. No one can hear you. 

"Nine" you cry out, shaking and crying so badly you don't think you can take another smack from him. You can feel the welts forming. It feels horrible but a small part of you is enjoying it. "Last one y/n and then we're done. You ready?" You sniffle and sigh but shake your head and say yes. He swats you the hardest yet as you sob out "ten" to his complete enjoyment and pure satisfaction. 

"Turn around and look at me y/n" he says harshly. You reluctantly turn around to face him and all you see is a blank and eerie expression. If you didn't know better you would almost think he looks sad. "Your actions have consequences. Everything you do, everyone you play, has to deal with the repercussions of your selfish bull shit. You act like a whore, you get treated like a whore. It's as simple as that.  Don't mess with peoples emotions. It WILL catch up to you. You act like trash, you get treated like trash. 

"Is that so" you challenge, reaching for his button down. He quickly moves it away and places it on top of the dumpster next to you. He takes a step closer to you and moves a piece of hair out of your eyes and tucks it behind your ear. Looking up at him your legs buckle a bit and he catches you and sits you on top of his shirt on the dumpster lid. The dumpster has two lids on it and the one on the other side of where you sit was open. "This is gross, help me back down, I'll be ok to stand" you say peering over, completely disgusted. 

"Oh I don't really give a fuck if you can stand or not y/n" he says shooting daggers at you with his eyes. 

"What are you talking about, why am I sitting up here then? Help me down Rafe, come on" you plead. 

"No" he says simply and starts walking over to where your ripped dress is on the ground. He picks it up and tosses it into the open end of the dumpster. "Hey! My dress! What are you doing?" You shout. 

"I told you, you act like trash, you get treated like trash and that extends to your belongings too y/n." 

"You're such a dick, you know that? You spit at him. 

"Well...since you already think so..." he says walking back over to you and giving his shirt your body is sitting on a few hard yanks. He frees his shirt, you tumble into the open dumpster and see the outline of his body walking away from you, back towards the door of the club. "RAFE CAMERON WHAT THE FUCK" you scream! He turns around one last time and takes a few steps back towards you and sighs. "I told you y/n, you act like trash, you get treated like trash. End of story" he shrugs, tossing you his button down and his belt. I think you can make these work so you can get home without getting arrested...he trails off, walking away. You didn't have any snappy comeback or harsh words to say to him. You watch him walk away without looking back and when the door slams closed, all you can do is look around and shout "fuck" into the emptiness.

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