#surprise shawty!!!

[netegf]

love dart

pairing: ao'nung x reader

When the water beyond the reef bends against the light to make a horizontal ripple, it looks a lot like Ao’nung’s brow. All the tension of a pulled arrow, but suspended in time and space. Leaving you to wonder when it might release.

“You’re going to pop a vessel.” You say bluntly, poking a finger into his tight forehead.

For a moment, his eyes soften from their perpetual narrow. But his lips stay tightly pinned in a thin line. Hands stay fixed on the bandage wrap he intends to wrap around your knee, dried blood staining the lithe fingers.

Against the cracking of high tide, there is only the sound of his breathing, drawing out as a painful metronome. His large chest takes a long time to expand.

“Tsahìk’s son is dressing my wound.” You hum with a stupid grin. “I must be special.”

If he agrees, he certainly does not say so. Instead, his fingers gently brush away a family of urchin spines and slather a clump of light green paste over the patch of your skin where they, not so long ago, called home. When you jump at the coolness, his other hand comes down on your uninjured knee as a warm, makeshift anchor.

“What, so it’s my fault the reef wants my blood?”

Now, you are pushing. Coaxing. Like you want him to scold you. Like a ticklish kiss to his elbow with the hope that the arrow snaps forward. In a better mood, he would say that the reef had done nothing. You never heed his warnings. You always step forward without looking where your feet land.

With his thick lashes fluttering in every slow blink, Ao’nung wraps the affliction in bandage. With a surge of brilliance, you part your lips in a particularly pained “o” and feign an aggrieved moan. “Ow!”

His eyes, for the first time since his arrival, practically leap from their sockets as he looks up from his spot between your legs to meet your gaze. He’s about to apologize for his roughness in what would have been an amusing gesture considering his feather-light touch, when he notices the glimmer of mischief in your eyes.

“Got you.” You sing, but the brief acknowledgement quickly dissipates into an eye-roll. Still holding your leg, his fingers go back to their tinkering, and this time, you pout.

“You’re mad at me.”

It is so earnest, Ao’nung feels his chest pull from the inside. Slowly, he finishes his wrapping. “I am not mad at you.”

Ao'nung has learned, more often than not, that the quirk in your brow is response enough. In this case, it is quite clear – really?

He pauses. “You give me a headache.”

Not the right explanation, but he says it anyways. It was not so much matter of head as it was matter of heart. You made his heart ache.

And if that wasn’t agonizing enough, his hands were still stained with your blood. His body suddenly comes up until his chest brushes yours and those same red hands caress your face.

“I thought you needed a brain for that.” You whisper, hot air circulating the echo-chamber between you. He scowls for half a heartbeat, then sends himself forward like an arrow, chasing your lips in warm, sloppy kisses. They make his throaty “Shut. Up.” sound sweet.  

Before he pulls apart, Ao’nung presses a few more kisses to your lips for good measure - and if you squint your eyes hard enough, there is a touch of a smile playing at his mouth. Content to see you so speechless. He turns his back to you and kneels down. The unspoken is fast understood.

“I’m only doing this because of your leg.” That was Ao'nung. Always a disclaimer before his better deeds.

Happily, you slot your legs into the space between his arms and torso, and wrap your arms tightly around his neck. Together, you lift into the air. Warm and smiley against his muscular back.

“I think you just want to hold me.”

Like the tide retreats into the deep sea, Ao’nung drops his hands so they are no longer supporting your thighs, your dead-weight dragging behind him. “Keep thinking.” He mumbles.

Water is fickle, you muse, before bringing your body back onto his and hugging tightly. You nuzzle your face into the crook of his neck, pressing gentle kisses that make him shiver. “I’m sorry, I love you.” Like an arrow whizzing past his ears.

“Nuisance.”

“And?”

“And I love you.”

Away from your prying gaze, Ao’nung smiles until his cheeks hurt. The arrow hits the target, but the tip is blunt.

reblogs/tags are appreciated <333

[ebsmind]

17+ minors dni!

jealous!coriolanus who spots you across the ballroom with him. sejanus plinth made coriolanus' blood boil like no other and seeing his lover with his arch-nemesis was not what he wanted to see tonight. yet, here you are and you were on a mission. thankfully, it was going according to plan.

jealous!coriolanus tries to keep his composure down to a minimum, he bites the inside of his cheek to the point where he draws blood. he hates how you make it so hard for him. it’s like you know what you’re doing, and in this case you are. he knows that you know where sejanus and him stand so why would you do such an idiotic thing. coriolanus knew you did stupid things, but not this stupid.

jealous!coriolanus who prances his way towards you. he has to tell himself to not make a scene even though he so badly wants to wrap his hands around the young plinth's neck. he wanted to see the life drain from his eyes but that would be saved for another day. coriolanus barely acknowledges sejanus once he reaches you. it makes you smile. coriolanus places a hand on your lower back and whispers in your ear, "I think it's time we leave, don't you think?" before you can mutter an answer coriolanus leads you down an empty hallway.

jealous!coriolanus who pounces on you the minute he finds an empty closet. its far enough inside the manor to where no one will find you guys. he was smart with picking a place, no one to hear and no one to see. he has a hand gripping your hair while his tongue fights it’s way into your mouth. the other is hiking up your leg to his waist. you’re lost in the euphoric atmosphere to know what happens next but it just feels so good. he takes you in that small closet with no shame. your dress is hiked up at ur waist, hair in knots, and lipstick smeared all over your lips and all that coriolanus can make you say is his name.

[honestlydarkprincess]

chafe the skin (you know i like it rough)

buck x eddie || rated: e || wc: 5.9k

Buck had a problem.

A very, very big problem.

Eddie hadn’t shaved in two days.

Or, the stubble fic.

read on ao3

[sparkles-rule-4eva]

YOU KNOW WHAT???

TIME TO--

"Brothers' Night!"

Click, click, clack, tap.

The familiar sound of his little brother's typing sounded around the corner as Sonic rounded it and made his way into the lab. Tails was zoned completely into whatever he was working on, his eyes glued onto the screen, not even shifting as he tried to reach for his juice box and swiped at empty air twice before he found it and took a sip.

Stifling an amused grin, Sonic wandered closer and leaned an arm on the fox kit's head. "Whatcha doing?"

"Uh . . . making calculations and preparations for an upgrade on the Tornado's integrated drive generator. I want it to be a bit more durable in case of another crash."

"Ah." Sonic stared blankly at the screen, deciding to pretend he knew what that meant. He nudged Tails's shoulder. "Have you eaten today?"

It took Tails a moment to respond. "Yeah, I had lunch, I think."

"You think?"

"Uh huh." Tails started typing again, then squinted at the screen and zoomed in on something.

Sonic frowned thoughtfully.

"So did you hear what Amy and Cream were up to today?" he asked, trying to test something.

"Uh."

"They went camping out in some canyons last night, and they're out hiking today! Amy said we could join them next time!"

"Yeah."

Sonic grinned and shook his head, then glanced at the clock. It was past their normal dinnertime.

In the blink of an eye, he'd rushed off, readied up the living room with blankets, pillows, and a few small tables, then dashed back, scooped his brother into his arms even as he yelped, "Hey—!" ran back to the living room, and dumped him into the couch cushions.

"What gives?" Tails demanded, shaking his bangs out of his eyes. "I was in the middle of—"

"Nope!" Sonic interrupted, striking a pose atop the coffee table. "Break time, lil bro! Or should I say, brothers' night! Complete with a meal of your choice, storytime, board games, maybe a pillow fight, a sleepover, and no screens for the rest of the night!"

"Wh-What?" Tails stammered, looking somewhere between thrilled and horrified. "But what about the integr—"

"Tomorrow, bud!" Sonic hopped onto the couch next to Tails and dragged him in for a noogie. "You, little man, have spent way too much time working in front of screens today. Do you have any idea how bad that is for your eyes? This is an intervention!"

"I suppose . . ." Tails mumbled, but he was grinning. "We haven't done this in forever."

"Precisely why this is a perfect time to do it!" Sonic flipped off the couch and regained his pose on the table, even as Tails protested that he was going to dirty up his living room with the dirt from his shoes.

And so the evening progressed. Tails convinced Sonic to take his shoes off to spare all the blankets and pillows. Tails chose pasta for dinner, and they had mint ice cream for dessert (at least, Tails did; Sonic just had chocolate, since he was a bit sensitive to mint). They played an infuriating game of Monopoly that lasted two and a half hours. Tails won, and Sonic got his revenge by chucking a throw pillow at his brother's face.

It ended up escalating into a full blown pillow fight.

Somehow that turned into a karaoke battle, which then turned into a comedy show by Sonic with lots of sassy commentary from Tails. They made popcorn and stuffed themselves with far too much junk food, until 3 a.m. hit and they found themselves lying around half-buried in the mass of pillows and blankets, each getting more and more loopy as the conversation spiraled.

"Beef can't get sick," Tails found himself mumbling. "Dead meat doesn't get sick."

"I was talking about the possibility of cows turning into zombies, not contaminated lunch meat," Sonic muttered drowsily in response, breaking into a yawn.

"If the zombie cows die, do people still get turned into zombies if they eat them?" Tails asked, his voice muffled as he spoke into a pillow.

"I thought zombies don't die."

"Well, if someone blows them up in a bomb, they'd probably die."

"They'd be disintegrated. And then no one could eat them."

"Or they'd just turn into fiery zombies."

"I don't like zombies. Can we change the subject?"

"You started it."

"No, I was talking about . . . something else entirely. You just thought I said 'beef.'"

"What were you talking about before?"

". . . I forgot."

Slowly, they both lapsed into silence, until both had drifted off to sleep. They slept in till noon the next day, and even though cleanup took a while (neither of them remembered spilling half the popcorn into the couch), neither had any regrets.

Tails had forgotten just how much he loved Brothers' Night, but he was determined never to forget again. And he couldn't thank his big brother enough for dragging him away from his work to do it.

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BWAHAHAHAHAHA Y'ALL THOUGHT I WAS DONE FOR THE DAY??? PSYCH!!!

💙💛

I literally just whipped this up on the spot lol. I LOVE DE FLUFF!! Also the late night conversation about zombies and beef was heavily based off a near identical late night conversation I had with some friends at a sleepover a couple weeks ago 😋

Edit: here's the AO3 link

[bloodibambiidoll]

“Damsel in distress, huh? I don’t think I’d mind if a pretty boy like you came to my rescue…”

White Rabbit - Rafe Cameron x Fem!Reader… I fell in love with this man so quickly and I just desperately need him with a reader that’s just as if not more unhinged than him… Coming soon.

The fic is posted you can read it here.💝🔪

[madaraservingcunt]

I'm not crazy about this one I'll be honest. He looks a little goofy here and I can't quite place my finger on what it is...

Wait.

The finger 🫵

Did you break it while choking that one shinobi?! 😭 also, his face looks so dull. It lacks emotion in an uncharacteristic way. Like a soulless doll...

Maybe I'm just crazy, but I feel like in the above examples, he has more expression.

You can always tell when a Madara artist really want to fuck him. Example:

Yummmmm.... 🤤

[ryehouses]

Hi! I just wanted to say that I love AST so much! It’s basically my favorite Star Wars fic at this point and I reread it almost daily.

Do you have any Boba pov’s for chapter 35/36? I’d love to see Boba’s thoughts about Din going to Gella’s Place without his armor.

howdy!!

thanks for literally like half a year of patience, lol. i do in fact have some pov from chapter 35!

[falscgcds]

"you do realize how ridiculous you sound, right?" @bruiscdmouth

[shevour]

illurge > shevour

[imjustavenuxwithaboomerang]

funny little thing i made because i have too much free time

(turn on sound btw)

[missdcalls]

"i can't believe you dragged me to a house party. i didn't think anyone over the age of 21 still attended these kind of things." he swirls the mysterious, brightly colored liquid in the plastic cup before taking a swig. "i think they're trying to poison their guests with this shit." jack coughs, before handing it over to adeline. "here. it's all you, boo. i think i might try to find myself a beer." // @shallowgraveds

[intothedarhkness]

If you followed me because you think I’m submissive and will give you whatever you want…I’m not.

I have a worship and praise kink. I’m here for the attention. It’s also a creative outlet for me. Sit down and behave or you won’t get anything.

[felledbymortals]

( ❛ ╾ @karmasrage )

"You wanna punish a drunk, go harp on Rolan. He's the one harassing the kids." Ikaron wasn't even that drunk. His anger had practically burned through the half bottle he'd had and he found he still didn't have a taste for the stuff. The former guard sighed and looked to the barbarian, "..sorry. Rough-- I don't even know how long it's been."

[go-ninja-go]

when you think he got squashed but he's right behind you

[dragons-and-skulls]

hope everyone had a happy easter! touch "read more" for a surprise easter bunny of your own 🐰❤️

listen if you know me on other socials, i shared the second pic a l o t. but i can't help it, i was feeling myself and i met an adorable puppy lmao

face reveal? face reveal~

[gallaghersgal]

anon i see u and i love u that’s a great req, i’ll try to get to it after finals!