#vi s

[vpstrange]

Just a wip👌

[remy45]

Arcane broke every expectation because this time we got:

Happy Lesbians (doomed yuri curse was broke)

The gays die TOGUETHER (not one before the other leaving one alone)

And this time the straights also suffer with us

[jjkyaoi]

it’s time for me to be that one friend that is too woke, but the “vi and jayce are stupid together so they can’t get anything done” jokes are funny to an extent. i love himbo friendships more than anything. but some of the things you guys are saying about vi is crazy “i bet she can’t read because who knows what zaun’s education was” THESE COMMENTS ON THIS TIKTOK.

it’s crazy how people can watch a show like arcane, and understand the themes and still not understand how this is kind of weird??? people from zaun aren’t stupid or less than. that is the whole point. viktor comes from the undercity, jinx as well, and ekko, and they are all. canonically genius’. vi is not a stupid child. PLEASEEE stop treating her as one with your basis being her under-privilege and a few brash qualities of her personality

[industrations]

I can’t stop thinking about those tragic lesbians

[palmtreepwr]

sampo genuinely caring for the people of the underworld in belobog that he frequently risks his life to bring medicine to the clinic and spends time with the children to make sure that they're having fun amidst the poor conditions they are in. sampo leading the astral express through the story ever so slightly to help bring justice, make bronya realize the circumstances cocolia has put everyone through, and to make sure those underground can see the light again. sampo may be a con-artist but i think the one thing he cannot fake is his heart. maybe even the type of elation he follows is has something to do with this: seeing wrongs be righted - albeit, with a little fun of course..

[elizabethwolf]

If I had a nickel for everytime one half of a sapphic ship I like spit on the other I'd have too nickels.

Which isn't a lot but it's weird that happened twice.

[mollysunder]

What do you mean Silco kept a framed photo of him, Vander, and Felicia locked in his safe!?!??!!!

In Silco's old diary, which he also keeps in the safe btw, he even praises her for raising kids in their crazy world!!!!

Silco really said there's nothing braver than being a mother, which is why he adopted Jinx, because he's not afraid of anything.

[ashinaisshin]

ARMORED CORE VI: FIRES OF RUBICON (2023), dev. From Software

[pusserdestroyer]

arc 3. That’s it that’s the caption.

[violetcoloredskies]

idk how much more of this I can take

[your-name-is-jim]

Closeup of Kirk and Spock moving behind Chekov. Kirk is lifting his left arm to place it on Spock and "whisper into his ear". Too bad their heads are cut, so we can't be 100% sure it's what they're actually doing LOL

On a more serious note, Kirk and Spock are lucky their friends and coworkers are used to them being like that, because I certainly wouldn't.

[Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country]

[bluebeetless]

econ

ethan landry/reader

summary: you’re trying to help your boyfriend study using unique methods.

tags: cockwarming, riding, p in v sex, ethan is low-key a bottom in this, creampie, lowercase intended, sex in a chair, sex over a desk, aftercare, cuddling, minors dni

warnings: nsfw, unprotected sex, use of the word cunt, talks of ghostface at the end, (almost) panic attack at the end

smut under cut

- ̥۪͙۪˚┊❛ bluebeetless’ writing ❜┊˚ ̥۪͙۪◌

ethan whimpers, hands grabbing your waist, face buried in your shoulder. “pay attention.” you whisper, tapping the page with your pen. “sorry…” you hear your boyfriend whimper. right now, he’s rock hard and buried inside your soft cunt. you’re sat stationary in his lap, walls clenched around his throbbing cock. you’re trying to help him study for his end of year exam, which was easier said than done. ethan had a tendency to drift off, daydream, or get extremely distracted; so you came up with a more unique way to get his attention.

ethan’s chin rests upon your shoulder, he’s panting softly, breathing fanning over the left side of your face. “what’s the answer to this question?” you ask softly, tapping the page of your notebook. “uh..- b?” ethan asks. you smile softly. “well done baby.” you purr, ticking answer b. “please-“ ethan whines, hands squeezing your hips. “not yet baby, just a few more questions.” you move your non-dominant hand down so you could hold his hand, squeezing softly. he’s whining again, it’s very soft and desperate. “you’re doing so well for me, e. just answer these questions.” you try to pull his attention to the notebook, and so he abides. “a?” he doesn’t sound very confident, yet he got it correct either way.

instead of verbally praising him, you clench your walls around him, listening to his soft moans. “c’mon, sweetie, you can do it.” you encourage, listening to him regain his composure. “i cant- baby, please-“ ethan grinds up against you, whimpering uncontrollably. you roll your eyes, yet you’re smiling fondly. “you did very well today, e. i’m proud of you.” you mumble, closing your notebook. “can i have my reward now?” ethan asks, squeezing your hands as he practically vibrates in his desk chair. “alright, sweetheart.” you smile, leaning back against his chest as you angle your head to kiss his jaw. ethan let’s out a pornographic moan, bucking up against you as you roll your hips.

“feels good-“ he stammers, hands gripping yours tightly as you bounce in his lap. you can’t help your own soft moans as he throbs inside you, squeezing around his cock. “good boy, you’re fucking me so good.” you purr, letting him stand. ethan bends you over his desk, your tits pressing against the notebook, his chest heaving as he thrusts into you desperately. it’s your turn to whimper as his cock hits your g-spot perfectly, head lifting as ethan grabs your hair; something he learnt you had liked after a long night out. ethan moans loudly, and you’re glad that chad is out for the night. ethan’s hand moves under your hips, fingers finding your clit as he stimulates you.

“i wanna-“ he pauses to take a soft gasp. “wanna fun at the same time with you.” ethan whimpers, cock twitching harshly. you moan in response, hands gripping his desk to steady yourself. he thrusts into you so hard you feel your feet lift slightly, toes grazing against the floor as you lean on his desk. ethan groans, precum seeping into you. “close- m’close, eth.” you moan, legs spreading for him to give your boyfriend more room to rub your clit. “come on- fuckfuckfuck..!” ethan moans, leaning down to kiss your shoulder. the feeling of you cumming makes ethan come undone, his cum spilling into you. “good boy…” you can’t help but whisper softly as his fingers slow down, easing you through your orgasm in a way that made your body twitch and your cunt spasm.

ethan eases your feet onto the floor again, helping you stand up as he kisses your neck. “are you alright?” he asks softly, voice slightly slurred with lust. “mhm, i’m okay.” you reply, leaning back against his chest as his cum seeps down your thigh. “gonna go clean up. go get into bed, we can cuddle.” you turn, kissing his lips gently. ethan kisses you back immediately, and almost whines as you eventually pull away. you smile, thumb stroking his cheek as he kisses you once more before letting you go. ethan puts away his stuff before flopping onto his bed, settling into his soft covers.

you return, smiling as you join him. you lay half on top of ethan, head resting on his shoulder as your legs lay between his. tossing an arm over him, you hug your boyfriend tightly. “love you.” ethan mumbles, sleepily. “i know, baby. i love you too.” you reply, kissing his jaw. ethan hums, rolling over to cuddle into you. “get some sleep, e.” you mumble as he drapes the duvet over the two of you. “i love you.” he repeats, as if it were the lord’s prayer. “i love you too, ethan.” you respond, yawning slightly through your words. “i love you more.” he quips, yawning as well. “i love you sooo much more.” you giggle, kissing him to keep him silent. “goodnight, baby.” he mumbles, closing his eyes as you smile. “goodnight, eth.” you respond easily, lips pressing against his jaw and staying there.

closing your eyes, you fall asleep, huddling against your boyfriend as he stays awake for a while longer; listening to your calm breathing. he ponders for a while, about how he met you, how he began to date you- how he got so lucky. he begins to think about the plan his father hatched, how you were a target. ethan doesn’t think he could ever bring himself to hurt you. you seemed so closed off, so quiet- yet deep down you were tender and sweet, funny and kind. ethan loved you, with all his heart he loved you. “fuck…” he whispers softly, squeezing his eyes shut. “fuck- fuck… what am i gonna do..?” he panics a little, chest beginning to heave. you stir from your sleep, humming sleepily as you hug him tighter. ethan calms in your grip, cradling you close. “i won’t let them hurt you. i love you, baby.” ethan whispers, rolling over slowly so you were between him and the wall. you settle into the new position easily, burying your face in his neck.

how did he get so lucky?

[nightmaredollyyy]

𝑺𝑨𝑾 𝑽𝑰 (2009) - 𝑭𝑰𝑳𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑩𝑰𝑳𝑳𝒀 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑷𝑼𝑷𝑷𝑬𝑻 (𝑼𝒏𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅) 🎬🖤❤️🤍

🎥𝑫𝒊𝒓. 𝑲𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒏 𝑮𝒓𝒆𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒕.

[lksvi]

solar flares & soft lips

𝆹⭒ re4r!leon kennedy x gn!reader

⏜ ‎ ◯𝆹⭒ synopsis — teaching leon how to apply skincare before he leaves for a mission is a domestic setting you both need. when he comes home, he finds he missed it more than he thought.

𝆹⭒◯ ⏜ content — fluff, i wrote this very very sleep deprived, post and pre re4r, no uses of [name], tried a different writing style i think, this is just really soft, leon is a rich man

⏜ ‎ ◯𝆹⭒ word count — 1.4k

𝆹⭒◯ ⏜ note — i love leon kennedy so much :( literally so so in love with him. this was so soft i love it

𝆹⭒ masterlist

When Leon first saw you doing your skincare routine, he found it unneccessary. Luxuries, even ones as simple as skincare items, were scarce in his house. Despite him owning a mansion, the inside was bare. It only looked decorated from the outside— A husk.

Leon was on the move most of the time. Settling down was an odd feeling. Adrenaline pricking his skin, waiting for the next time he'd have to move. Especially on missions. He's accustomed to carrying around only what was necessary. He discarded what wasn't, leaving him with few items. 

This translated over into his personal life, too. He keeps only what he deems necessary, having very few items that are for his own enjoyment. Sometimes, he'll splurge on a new cologne or a jacket for himself, but it isn't often.

But he doesn't mind spoling you.

Leon has more than he knows what to do with. Anything he sees you looking at, he's not hesitating to buy it. A new skincare set had been a recent buy. He had bought you all new products after you told him yours were running low. You protested at first, but Leon is tenacious.

He sees how excited you are to use it, anyway. He thinks he's more excited to see you excited. Leon's always thought you were cute whenever you show off the new items he bought you. A ghost of a smile curls on his lips as he nods, soaking in every word. Listening to you talk is something he could do all day, every day.

What he doesn't expect is for you to ask to try the new skincare products out on him. He's taken aback, a furrow in his eyebrows. Nude-colored lips part, eyes narrow. "Me?" He asks, as if he didn't hear you right. A roll of your eyes accompanies a brush of blond hair out of his eyes. "Yes, you, silly." You grin up at him.

Leon shakes his head, a huff of a laugh escaping him. "Why not on yourself?" He asks. Your bottom lip juts out in a pout, one that he isn't immune to. "I want to see how well they'd work on your skin," You answer. A narrow of your eyes at his smooth flesh has the corner of his lip twitching up in a smile. "Even if it is perfect."

He huffs out another laugh. Perfect skin had always come natural Leon, much to your chagrin. "Alright," He agrees. As if he was ever going to disagree. Your exclamation of a cheer has him rolling his eyes in affection.

You guide him to sit on the edge of the bathtub, pulling out a headband. He quirks a brow, looks between it and you, and sighs. Rejection doesn't come as you thought it would. Slipping the headband over his neck, you tug it to pull his hair back. The sight causes a giggle to spill from your lips. Colbat eyes shoot you a playful glare.

"Is this necessary?" Leon asks, glancing up at the headband and then back towards you. You roll your eyes, a grin tugging at your lips, and nod your head. "Of course it is, Leon," You answer, attempting to keep a serious tone. Your poor attempt at stifling a giggle doesn't go unnoticed by Leon. "Don't wanna get any product in your hair, right?"

He grunts, the only answer you get, before you're opening the moisturizer. You dollop small dots onto his cheeks, his chin, the edge of his nose, and then his forehead. You rub it into his skin, making sure to be gentle. You know Leon could handle rough touches, but you don't want to hurt him. Even if he can take it.

Leon can't deny how calm this feels. The gentle domesticity of it all, of you putting moisturizer on him; the moisturizer he bought you. He leans into your touch, chasing it when you pull away. He stays still, doesn't speak. Instead, he observes.

You've always been gentle. He thinks it's a trait you were born with. Leon can't imagine you as anything but gentle. Even when you're teasing him, playful banter you two shoot back and forth, you're gentle. You never say anything that would set him off. You're careful with what you say, avoiding words you know will upset him.

Born and raised as careful, delicate.

You're the polar opposite of Leon.

He was not brought up delicate. Rough enviorments have been normal to him since childhood. In fact, if his enviorment isn't rocky in some way, he's skeptical. It's one of the reasons he was hesitant to go further with you in your relationship. Scared that it'd be rocky like everything else in his life.

Like you'd leave him as everyone else has.

He's taken out of his thoughts at a cold serum on his face. It drips down his cheek, pursuit cut short as you wipe it with your thumb. You massage the serum into his face, smooth skin easy to maneuver under your hands. A gentle sigh leaves Leon's lips. When you pull away, he's in an almost daze.

"I could get used to this," He muttered. The confession has a grin curling on your lips, a mischevious twinkle in your eyes. "Oh, yeah?" You ask. His slight nod is all the confirmation you need, pressing a thumb against his jaw, gentle. "If you were home more often, we could be doing this every day."

You knew he was busy, though. You didn't know the true nature of his job, much less what he did while he was away. Leon was only allowed to tell you so much. But you took it in stride. Missing Leon had become a feeling you'd grown accustomed to. An ache in your heart soothed by the sight of Leon at your front porch.

Before he left, you were always trying to spend as much time with him as you could. Cleaning with him, cooking, washing the dishes. Any task to get you a little extra time. Each morning before his departure, you cuddle in his arms, get yourself as close as you can. You try to remember his heart beat, the pattern of his breathing, the river of veins flowing along his skin.

The last time he left, you had bought him a gift of your own. Mini travel-sized bottles of your skin-care, all fitting in a small bag. "Something to remember me by," You said, smile on your lips. Leon, ever so grateful, smiled. His thumb brushed across your knuckles.

"How could I forget you?"

You didn't expect Leon to continue the small routine without you. Being away for missions, ones he couldn't tell you about, gave you an idea that he had little to no free time. Still, he does try. He uses it late at night when he can't sleep. He knows it won't fall asleep, but he misses you, and this is the closest he can get for now.

He tries to mimic your fingers, calloused pads massaging his skin the way he remembers you doing it. His don't feel as good, though. Your hands are more gentle than his are, not rough from years of work experience. His hands have rough callouses, despite his use of gloves.

Still, you're happy to smell your products on his face when he gets home. Your small laugh is a welcomed reprieve from his thoughts of the mission. "You're wearing my skincare," You muse, eyes trailing over his skin. There was no difference, but the light smell was there, and the knowledge that he had used it.

"Of course I am," Leon replied, as if it was obvious. Intertwining a hand with yours, he brings it to his mouth. Faint stubble scratches against the back of your hand. The smile on his face is clear, and despite having seen it many times, you'll never get over it. He kisses each knuckles of yours, chapped lips pressed against the flesh. He's missed this. Missed you and your touch.

Spain was difficult. It had been long and treacherous, testing his commitment (as if there was anything to test) to his country. He can't tell you what happened, but none of it matters now. Not when he's holding you in his arms, faint smell of moisturizer linging on your cheek.

He'll never get tired of this. Coming home to you, holding you. Loving you.

If there's one thing Leon is more sure about than anything in his life, it's his heart that beats for you. His soul that has pieces of yours in the sound of your laugher and the feeling of your hands.

His heart beats to the rhythm of your laugher. Loving you is muscle memory. He doesn't think about it. He doesn't question it.

Leon Kennedy loves you, and he will love you for the rest of his life.

[cordycepsbian]

Vi! Ready your beemerang! We must protect Leif!

[oxenfreeao3]

Me when they kissed:

Me during ep 6 at 25:10: