#violet arias

[augment-techs]

Second chapter of an AU based on a prompt from @lordkingsmith​ that I can’t find in my gd drafts.

[taintedpearls]

Hi girl how are you??

✨Could you do one where reader have a crush on vi and she's watching vi workout and can't stop looking at her, then vi notice and question reader about it idk nsfw or not do whatever you want ✨

˖⋆᭝ᨳ՟⋆˙ workout - daily click

cw: suggestive , 1.2k wc , semi (?) proofread

note: hi ml! i'm good, tysm! hru? i loved writing this

“i just don't get it! ‘don’t run in swinging every time, vi, it never works, vi’ well guess what caitlyn, all those guys are out of your way now! you should be thanking me!” the pink-haired girl's complaints about her work partner seemed to be never ending nowadays. you didn't mind listening though, especially when all you had to do was sit off to the side and out of her way while she worked out. you had found a comfortable spot on top of a crate, legs spread out either side and decided it was the perfect spot to watch her fight the automatic punching machine, each punch and duck more aggressive than the last in a futile attempt to rid herself of the anger cait had caused. 

“that sucks, i’m sorry vi. caitlyn just worries, i do too.” you attempted to comfort. In reality, you weren’t really paying attention to what vi was saying, but rather what she was doing. the way her arms flexed with each hit and how sweat glistened down the curve between- 

“helloooo? are you even listening to me right now?” vi interrupts your perverted fantasy train of thought. at some point she had stopped boxing and was suddenly standing right in front of you, in between your legs, waving a wrapped and gloved hand in front of your face to try and gain your attention. 

shame floods through you at the realization she might have caught you staring. your face heats up and your eyes widen as you try to figure out a way to save yourself further embarrassment. 

“yes, yes! of course i am! you were talking about how caitlyn doesn't want you to go in swinging anymore and how upset you were about it.” perfect. 

“that was five minutes ago. are you feeling alright?” vi asks, being quick to remove one of the bright red boxing gloves and bring her bandaged (as well as slightly bloody) hand up to your forehead while the other one rests on your thigh. fuck! you're quick to make a move to swat both her hands away, anxious about wether or not she'll be able to see that you're heating up not because of illness but moreover because of how her hand feels incredibly warm against your freezing thigh and just how attractive she looks working out. 

“vi, i'm fine! seriously, don't worry about it. i guess i just zoned out for a second. what were you saying? i’ll pay attention this time!” you guarantee 

she pauses, staring at you and analyzing your face for what feels like eternity, clearly unbelieving of your lie but not wanting to push it. 

“and you’re sure you feel okay?” she double checks, concern etched on her features. she’s ignored your previous pleas, putting both of her hands on either thigh to try and get a closer look at you, going up on her tippy toes just slightly. the way her nose crinkles up and how she bites her lip in worry you swear almost sends you to another dimension. 

“yes, i promise. now get back to working on your core or something!” you laugh, almost certain that this will finally get her back to being busy and punching the shit out of the machine again, but she doesn't move. Not her hands nor the relentless gaze she’s been keeping on you. 

silence overtakes the two of you and confusion lingers in the back of your mind. why wasn't she moving? You had already told her you were good and not feeling sickly. did she not believe you? did she see right through you? now you’re the one leaning in slightly, testing the waters, seeing where it’ll go. whether or not she’ll lean in too. She does almost immediately. 

you do a quick short inhale, “aren't you gonna go back to fighting?” it barely comes out as a whisper, but she hears you. If you moved just a couple centimeters more, your lips would be touching hers. You find Its becoming increasingly difficult not to think about. 

“no.” she replies simply, tone matching yours. 

“no?” you question, tilting your head to the side and now confused on where the conversation is going. 

“no. not until you tell me what the hell is up with you!” she says the last part louder, squeezing your thighs between your hands but not to the point it would hurt you. 

“oh my God-” you sigh, throwing your head back for only a moment while you think carefully about the next words that you’ll say. ultimately deciding that vi doesn't have to have the power here, and that frankly, you were quite curious to how she would react if you simply admitted to gawking at her. 

you lean forward again, closer than ever and so quickly she doesn't even notice until you start talking. you swear she looks down at your lips, even if only for a split second.

“do you even understand how hot you look right now?” you ask lowly, playing it cool with a straight but teasing expression. inside, however, it feels like you’re about to burst into flames. Her expression changes from a surprised one to what looks like a slight smirk. 

“oh? do i?” 

“mhm” is all you manage to muster, anxiety slowly creeping over you at her limited reaction. 

she leans in closer, your lips only a centimeter apart. “what are you gonna do about it?” her hands squeeze your thighs even tight and you can tell that if she keeps it up, it’s going to leave a mark. not that you would really mind. 

you exhale slowly, moving your hands from gripping the crate up her arms and around the back of her shoulders to her neck, gently playing with the bright hair at the back. She has to look up at you to meet your eyes and she swears she could die in that moment. you look like absolute heaven. biting your cheek in concentration and she has to resist letting out a groan, not even wanting to think about how ashamed she is with the current state of her boxers when you haven't even kissed yet. 

why exactly haven't you kissed her yet?

“how about-” instead of letting you finish, vi takes matters into her own hands. closing the gap between the two of you and clashing teeth instantly. you reach further up and pull on her hair slightly, which does make her groan and you’re eager to hear more of those noises coming from her. she gently swipes your bottom lip, asking for permission which you grant, and instantly your tongues are fighting for dominance. it's messy, you’re pretty sure you can feel a bit of mixed spit dribble down your chin but you couldn't care less in this moment when she feels this soft and absolutely magical. 

having to pull away to get air dragged the two of you back down to earth. A string of saliva connected the two of you that the girl in front of you ridded of by swiping her thumb across your lips, not without taking her time. heavy pants were the only noise in the gym as the two of you stared intently at each other. 

vi leans into that sweet spot between your shoulder and neck, nipping and biting at the area before pulling away and suggesting exactly what you were thinking, 

“should we go to my room?” 

[carm3n-carm3n]

can’t wait for halloween 🎃🤎❤️🍂 !

[aria-greenhoodie]

More Wordgirl meme redraws…

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[minneedssleep]

Theres so many integrity souls so i decided to draw them.

The creator of each designs :

Lilac by @squidpedia

Yue by @rheakira

Flo by @s0ckh3adstudios

Rina by @napstablookbutno

Piper by @draft-void

Muse by @feerloy

Aria by @oddity-art-blog

And Violet by me :))

Bonus :

[hauntedrose555]

autumn fashion icons ⋆.˚✮🎧✮˚.⋆

[taintedpearls]

can you do vi and a breeding/mommy k!nk??

⋆⭒˚.⋆ vi with a breeding/mommy kink — daily click

nsfw + reg txt under cut , thank you for the request

this girl is genuinely obsessed with the thought of making u a mom herself like.. okay technically she can't but in moments like this she definitely thinks it's possible.

she brought up the idea of a breeding strap awhile back and you completely forget the two of you even had the conversation, but you were more than open to the idea of it, assuming it was to feed into vi's delusions of being able to impregnate you.

now you wished you had agreed much sooner.

both of your legs are pressed against your chest with vi's forearm keeping them down as she pounded into you repeatedly, the dildo stretching you in a way that felt so good.

"how's that feel?" she groans from above you, eyes in a trance and focusing on the point where a white ring was forming at the base on where the two of you were connected, mesmerised by how easily the dildo was sliding in and out of you.

you're unable to give her actual words, instead mumbling out a bunch of gibberish mixed with your moans of pleasure, mouth open and eyes screwed shut as you clawed at your girlfriends back.

"c'mon... words mama..." she encourages, moving her arms that were pinning you down to gently lift up your chin, being met with the sight of your teary eyes and cheeks. she cant help but groan and throw her own head back at the sight of you, rutting into you helplessly and needlessly, slowing her pace down significantly. she swears she can feel the way your gummy walls are clenching around her 'dick'.

"fuck.." vi whimpers, speeding her pace back up and dropping her head into the crook of your neck, trailing soft kisses up to your ear. you move your hand up to play with the pinkettes hair gently, kissing the side of her face.

"f- feels so good vi" you moan out, tugging on her hair ever so slightly and pushing your hips back into her, chasing your release, chasing what the feeling what be like for her to nut in you.

"you gonna cum?" she asks breathily, stopping her kisses for a brief moment before sucking on your sweet spot, biting and nipping at it.

you nod your head a little too quickly, moving your hands back to her back and gripping onto her like your life depended on it.

"you can let go... its okay baby, this is gonna make you-" she pauses to gasp at how the harness is rubbing against her clit perfectly, trying to quickly recover and finish her sentence "this is gonna make you carry my fuckin' kids huh?" she encourages, and that was all it took for the knot inside you to snap, faux cum dribbling into your hole as your own release leaked out.

vi came quickly after you, groaning into your ear and slowing her pace down significantly to now overstimulate you too much, pulling out quickly to catch a sight of what you looked like right now

ethereal.

leaning down so her head was parallel to your pussy, you laid above her, panting and trying to catch your breath, whining at the loss of being filled.

"want me to clean this up for you?"

this is the filthiest thing ive written pls forgive me...

alternate beginning i scrapped:

"you can look now," she tells you while adjusting the harness ever so slightly on her, you've been sprawled out on your bed and staring up at the ceiling for the the five minutes while hearing vi shuffle around in the bathroom for a 'treat'. looking up, your line of vision instantly went to your cocky girlfriend and the dildo that now rested on her hips.

"babe... what?" you questioned, letting out a breathy laugh at the situation, memories of the conversation slowly coming back.

"you wanna try it out?"

[aria-greenhoodie]

Time for more Wordgirl redraws! Wordgirl carrying her friends so nicely and making sure they don’t fall…

…Vs her carrying Tobey by the neck of his dumb sweater vest one-handed 💀 she is not bothered by the prospect of him falling.

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[meganlovelace]

i turned 14 and started basing my whole personality on these bitches

[clemssigss]

wanna listen to morrissey? 💿

[ethanlaundrv]

it’s finally their season 🍁😭☕️🍂

[eleutheria4ever]

he loves me, he loves me not

[candiedviolence]

Aria Montgomery 🖤

[seemethroughglass]

[steele-soulmate]

Tattooed Wings, CHAPTER 617, Peter Steele & OFC, Soulmate AU

SUMMARY: Mary Claire Bradley meets her soulmate- literally- the famous Peter Steele of metal group Type O Negative. But will obstacles including trauma, stalkers, and toxic family members get in the way of their life?

WARNING: mentions of child rape (nothing graphic) PTSD, milk kink, soft smut, grinding, assault, fingering, hand jobs, blow jobs, 69, P in V sex, blood, noncon rape, violence, death, vandalism, graffiti, attempted kidnapping, break-ins, wild animal attacks, terrorist attack (sabotage) consensual impregnation, bareback, impregnation kink, creampies, terrorist attacks (shootings) hit and run pedestrian accident, precipitous labor, neonatal death, abandoned baby, child intoxication, death of a minor character, injured baby, kidnapped child

A NOTE FROM THE AUTHORESS: I am so sorry for not posting an update last week, but real life caught up to me! As an apology, I will post chapters 617 and 618 of Tattooed Wings and chapters 23 and 24 of Princess of Candy Coated Lies! Not only that, however I will also update chapters 20-40 of Tattooed Wings as well!

WORDS: 1114

Katie was sick for the rest of the day, eventually leading to the doctor on call to give her an IV for dehydration. I had sent Jackie a text, asking her to bring some chicken noodle soup for her niece. Elizabeth woke up and was automatically loopy, giggling and singing loudly before she conked out once more and woke up in a more lucid manner. The babies spent their time between their sisters and the patio, where they had discovered a nest of ladybugs living in a bush.

Peter and I both had made up a bed on a pull out futon that a nurse lugged in for our usage, and Pamela had stopped by with a duffle bag that she had packed with clothes for the family. Cathy stopped by a little while later with a portable baby cot for the babies to nap in, and Ephraim popped by with chicken noodle soup that Evans had made.

Peter’s sister and nieces and my brothers and their families popped by in groups of two or three, not wanting to overwhelm the sick girls. Jackie didn’t show up, which I thought was odd of her. I asked Ephraim if he knew what was going on with my little sister.

“I have no idea what is going on with her to be honest with you MC,” he told me as he loosened his tie from around his neck. Baby Olivia Rose was busy bopping around with the Ratajczyk babies, having already been accepted by ringleader little girl. Caleb and Julie had also came by with Baby Calista, and little girl looked absolutely overjoyed at the newest additions to her beloved army of babies.

Evans proudly presented me with his newly published cookbook, This Kitchen is Cooking With Love, which he signed with a flamboyant flourish at my request.

Katie would still get urpy from time to time, however not as horribly as when she first woke up. Elizabeth on the other hand was back to her otherwise happy go lucky, energetic self after her crash nap following waking up from oral surgery and was quickly approved to get out of bed and play with the Ratajczyk babies with only an IV drip feeding medicine into her arm port.

Gideon came in with a wrapped box, something that he found and bought as an impulse buy and figured that he could bestow his gift onto his two nieces. Elizabeth and Katie both tore into the wrapped parcel and came up with a Hunter a Killer mystery activities box.

“Cool!” yelled Elizabeth. “Thanks, Uncle Giddy!”

Gideon only smiled in fondness as the girl tore opened the box and pulled out evidence- a manilla envelope with writings in dark brown-black ink, photographs, a blood stained glove, autopsy reports, witness statements and a white domino face mask stained with dark red fingerprints.

“A Murder at the Masquerade Ball,” Elizabeth read from the introduction manual out loud. “Valentina Franklyn is a world renown author of the Lady Letter Mysteries series. When she is sent an invitation to attend a swanky masquerade ball by an anonymous friend, the bestselling mystery author finds herself enveloped in a real life murder and must utilize her knowledge to find the murderer.”

“DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUUUUUN!” screamed little girl dramatically before erupting into sweet baby giggles right before she returned to her favorite pastime of bossing her minions around.

Gideon snorted in mirth before returning back to his conversation with Peter on what was going on in Washinton DC. I returned to my current pastime of knitting Minion hats for the babies by using soft yellow, bright white and dark black yarn. I was knitting a Gru-like scarf of pink and green for little girl, cackling silently as I crafted witchcraft with my two knitting wands.

“Finished!” Forty minutes later, I called the babies over and dressed them in their new apparel.

Little girl turned to the other babies with a somber expression on her chubby face.

“MINIONS!” she yelled, summoning their attention. “At daybreak… WE ATTACK!”

“YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY…” chorused the babies, causing Peter to bend over in half wheezing.

The babies began to talk to one another in “Minionese” making Peter need to sit from laughing at how adorable the Ratajczyk Minion were being.

@Mary_Claire_Ratajczyk_Official, MINIONS ASSEMLBE!

#RatajczykbabiesbeingMinions #whenMinionsassemble #littlegirlsMinions #anarmyofMinions #cutelittleMinions #whenMinionsattack #andlittlegirlisGru #LOL at @mercymemorial with @therealpetersteeleoffical and @elizabethharp

@kellykent, MINIONS ASSEMBLE

@petesteele4ever, LOL

@MissMittensthemotherlycat, MEOW

@Pete­r_Steele===========8) aw look at the baby Minions!

@lzziegreen, I was having a bad day today but this made me smile

“Mommy, mesies wantsies Babbles!” Baby Jojo babbled just then, toddling up to me with an ingenious expression on her befreckled face.

“BABBLES!” the babies took to chanting next. “BABBLES! BABBLES! BABBLES! BABBLES! BABBLES! BABBLES! BABBLES! BABBLES!”

“Here, babies!” Katie tossed them the uneaten banana from her breakfast tray.

“YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY…” went the babies as they swarmed the banana in Baby Mattie’s hands.Mo stór, my dear, Irish Gaelic

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[aria-greenhoodie]

There’s four of them you know what that means

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Based on this image I found on Pinterest ↓

Edit: just found out the original image was made by rosieepetalz!