#taking requests

[nightwingsgirlfriend]

the babies (dick grayson & bruce wayne) (please don't flop this took a stupid amount of time) (i used a different pen and im not a fan switch back to my bae 😒) (i looove dick grayson as robin)

[scrypticmetal]

requests are still open! I just take a bit more time to draw than most ( ˆ ˆ ‘)

[gods-banshee]

Thraxan Uniform Mark Grayson

my commissions

[bone0921]

Request: I feel like too many people draw Shadowheart being pretty and shit. Which. Fair. She is. But I think more people should draw her killing and stabbing and stuff.

Shadowheart after 5 fights totally spent on magic but she remembers she can throw hands

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[lolana101]

𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐔𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒

⤷ VIKTOR: SLOPPY SECONDS

⤷ feat. viktor (arcane league of legends)

cw: 18+ , oral stimulation (m), edging, dirty talk, dom! f reader, saliva, nsfw, angst? enjoy!!

“i don’t do this.”

viktor’s accent was heavy against his tongue, his gaze weighted with an unsure haze. his now useless cane clutched in his hand as he stared down at you, between his legs. you knew you’d find him here, working late, jayce long gone. was hexcore even a shared project anymore?

his bad leg dangling over the work bench, his weight crushing the onslaught of papers and tools beneath him.

“i’ve never- done this.”

his breath hitched, as you softly caressed his thigh. a soft, hum arose from your throat in understanding, as you looked fixedly up at him.

“say something.. please.”

the cane clatters against the floor as he hesitantly reached and touched your cheek - a soft poke. did he think you weren’t real? he probably thought of that possibility once; he is always thinking.

“what do you want me to say?”

tour voice was soft, eyes never leaving his. his gaze flickered at the hexcore, the room enclosed in a soft blue hue.

you continued to softly rub his thigh, inching up and up.. you could feel the soft twitching of his thigh, the needy yet silent urges emanating from him. what did he look like voicing those sins?

then again, that’s why he liked you. you could practically read through him. you started to fiddle with his belt, sliding the leather off with practiced ease.

“you’re hard.”

you voiced, slowly rubbing the bulge through his pants. his breath paused, a soft buck up into your hands.

you leaned down, pressing soft kisses against his twitching, clothed need, humming softly. Your fingers slid up to his zipper, tugging it down and pulling away. With his jeans open, you could get a look. a soft dark patch forming as his pre-cum weeps through fabric.

his face was red now, those soft blemishes over his face highlighted with the blue. he looked gorgeous. his mouth was agape, silently begging. I guess he waited enough.

your hand softly jerked at the pretty, pink mushroom tip. his length astonishing, not too thick but freakishly long. your fingers slick with his arousal as he let out almost pathetic whimpers. his eyes fluttered close, his thick brown eyebrows curving at the softest stimulation of your hands. his semi - hard member rose up quickly, your finger slowly pumping, pulling up the shaft until your plant wrapped around his head, then moving down.

leaning closer your tongue swiped at the base, slowly trailing up until you could taste the salty need pouring out from him. he let out a shaky sigh, as your plush lips wrapped around his head, sucking and licking. your tongue swiping curiously at his hot need, your hand still gently stimulating him, though gradually gets pulled away as you take him deeper.

it felt so good, his legs twitching. deeper, is all he wanted. you soon obliged sinking down onto him, until your nose was pressed against the soft hair of his stomach, your throat contracting against him. he smelled good, the soft hairs under his stomach and lower smelled of soft musk. so manly.

“fuck..”

a breathless whisper, as your head bobbed on his throbbing cock, spit dribbling down his base only to get slurped back up. every movement had him twitching, he swore he would cum under the first minute. he couldn’t help it, his hand grasping at your curls, swiping them up into a bun to aid you into drilling his length into you. his dick twitched, heat pooling in his stomach threatening to spill.

“I-i’m..”

In an instant he twitched, though as the pleasure washed over him he let out an uncomfortable whimper, your tongue pressed roughly against the slit, humming. he huffed, staring down at you with pure need. his body was hot, needy. his hips twitching, your fingers moving to softly caress his bad leg easing the achy muscles.

“please..? why..”

you smiled up at him, his thighs twitching, as you kissed his base, sucking on his balls for a little before letting them go with a pop if your lips.

he was begging, you could see it. your wrist flicked at his head again, twisting, the lewd squelching echoing as he stared down at you. He was going to cum again, as he started to slowly fuck himself up into your palm.

he was getting more vocal, those sweet huffs turning into pliant begs, your wrist not moving anymore as you felt a familiar twitch in his base, before your thumb pressed against his tip.

“….f-fuck please-“

he whimpered, staring into your gaze, you were so evil. not letting him cum, not letting him desperately release that sweet orgasm he’s been holding - saving up for.

after a moment you remove your thumb, pressing a soft kiss against his tip before staring up at him, fingers skipping up his chest to grab his tie, hauling him down and pressing a sloppy kiss against his lips.

that taste, fresh black coffee. he chased your lips like a lost puppy, sloppy, licking up the dried drool off your lips, tasting the salty goodness he left on you.

“want me to make you cum yeah? fully?”

you asked, nipping at his neck before letting hip sit back up, your gaze down at your twitching cock.

“please? please please..”

he begged, your name rolling off his tongue, so close to sweet melody. you smiled up at him, before your gaze snapped back down, his hand wrapped around his base, as he pointed his needy dick to your lips.

that thick accent rolled your name off his lips for one last time, as you leaned down. your lips wrapped around him, head bobbing sloppily around his dick. you could hear him moan and groan, his hand sinking ti your scalp to guide your movements.

you were still in control, you both knew it. yet his needy whimpers allowed him to soften you just a little, to let him fuck your throat. his tip hitting the back of your throat, your hands splayed on his thighs. You could feel your own heat growing wet, pussy twitching just from him fucking his brains out into your mouth.

he let out a almost howl, your gaze snapping up at him, your eyes watered as you gaged slightly. you could feel warmth deep down your throat, his pretty pink cock twitching in your mouth. you came a a little too, your clothed clit twitching softly.

“…nng.”

he was still going through the after shocks, poor little viktor twitching, not even having the energy to form a sentence. he eased his cock out of you, It growing soft as he pulls you up, kissing you softly. he whined softly, feeling your hands softly jerk at his overstimulated sex.

“…good?”

“amazing.”

he pants out, nuzzling himself in your neck.

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[gigi-loveless]

summary - loser!roommate!ellie gets you a special new toy.

warnings - smut (duh), use of vibrator, very very light degradation

authors note - this has been sitting in my drafts for like two months 😭 anyways!! requests are open!

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loser!roommate!ellie who is obsessed with toys. and i mean obsessed.

new packages are always on your doorstep from some sketchy ass website, triple wrapped with duct tape. curiously, you peer over her shoulder while she flips out her pocket knife and digs it into the box, breaking the seal with ease.

"what is it, els?" you ponder, brushing your hand over her shoulder sensually.

"shh. you'll see..." she nearly whispers, plucking the small, purple toy out of the box. thighs rubbing together in anticipation, you tilt your head at the oddly shaped item, as ellie smirks at you.

“so this….is a phone controlled vibrator."

oh.

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“els…..” you mewl out, reaching your fourth orgasm of the night. the knot in your stomach pulsed, the aching becoming unbearable, vision going fuzzy.

“hold it.” she answers nonchalantly, not even bothering to look up from her phone to see the pathetic mess you’ve made before her. scrolling just to flip back to the app for a moment to turn the vibrator up to an agonizing high, pretending to wipe her mouth to cover her shit eating smirk.

“this was just to test it out….i’m supposed to take you out when you can barely behave yourself here?” she chuckles, her fingers drumming against her thigh.

the moans you were suppressing were absolutely sinful to keep to yourself, though ellie urged you to be quiet. just to make things interesting, you let out a pornographic whine, throwing your head back in pleasure. the room goes quiet for a moment, besides the trill of the tv.

“mm…..” ellie hums out, running her fingers through her auburn locks, gesturing her head towards the tv. “js’ watch your show, princess.”

suddenly, the steady, reliable trill of the toy began to pulse erratically against your puffy, throbbing clit, your back arching into it involuntarily. chanting her name like a prayer, your high is approaching quickly, guttural whines finally escaping the confines of your throat.

“thought you were better than that angel….” ellie tuts, taunting you as she strips of her boxers, her favorite light blue strap sitting snugly on her hips.

pt. 2….? this was supposed to just be a drabble but i got carried away oops!

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[joi-me-hoi-me-noi]

Hello!!! I saw your requests were open and wanted to request maybe Hugo Vlad from zzz yearning for gn!reader? Like just total loser shit for another member of the Mockingbird. Tysm and feel free to delete!!

Man oh man, he is one of the coolest characters. I love his weapon BAD! It's so pretty! Anywayssss... enjoy this lovely <3

YEARNING LOSER - Hugo x GN!Reader

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Even though Vivian would make fun of him, he didn't mind her. He loves you so so so so so much. He even stopped by your apartment with gifts that remind him of you.

"Hugo, you didn't need to."

"But I wanted to. I can only imagine how annoying it is working with that traitor."

You couldn't help but laugh at that. He never really liked Lycaon after what he did but you have a feeling he still cares about him just a smidgen.

"Do you realize how much I love you?"

"Of course Hugo, I love you too. I appreciate all your gifts and letters."

His letters are the best part of your day/night. If you ever have a long and tiring overnight shift, he always sends letters to Victoria's Housekeeping. You always get so excited when the Butler Bangboo drops off the mail to the designated maid.

"What's got you so excited?" Ellen peers over your shoulder when asking.

Smiling, you press the letter into your chest and look over your shoulder while playfully sticking your tongue out.

"Nothing."

"She's right, you always get so excited when you get handed a letter." Lycaon leans against the entrance to the dining room.

"It's just my boyfriend if you wanted to know."

Your phone alarm goes off signaling it was time to get ready for the commission.

"The proxy is waiting. Let's go."

You place your letter on the table and grab your weapon against the wall. While you and the rest of the crew exit the main building, Lycaon eyes your letter. The handwriting was so familiar as he reads through it. Then his eyes see it...

'I'll see you when you get home. Love, Hugo V'

He'll speak to you about this later...

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[mikamakuna]

“Keep your eyes open, look at me.” Legoshi x female reader

Summary: you and legoshi have been together for a while and you want to kick thing up a notch.

(Longer than I originally planned lol)

Warning: smut and written in the second person

You sat on the bed of your shared apartment, in only a shirt, as you lit rose scented candles to aluminate the dark room. Legoshi’s nose quickly picked up the sent and soon entered the room.

“What’s all this for?” He asked as he sat next to you on the bed and resting him arm on your shoulder.

“Ready for so fun?” You replied removing your shirt to reveal a new bra and pantie set you had bought just for this occasion.

“You look… great” he uttered before gently pushing you onto the bed and pulling down your panties. Legoshi placed kiss all the way down your body. He placed your legs on his shoulder as he positioned himself in between them. His index finger rubbed against you clit causing you to let out a small gasp. You looked down at him and you could see the grin spread across his face as his tail wagged. Without any warning he licked you clit and began to kiss your sensitive vulva before focusing back on your clit and rhythmically began to lick it.

“Shit…” you whimper feeling his hand stroking your inner thighs before moving closer and closer to vagina. Legoshi gently sunk his finger into your already wet heat. Your walls clenched around his finger as he carefully caressed your walls. He soon slid another finger inside of you. He eagerly lapped at your clit as his fingers curled inside of you. Your hands grabbed the fitted sheet as you rocked your hips into him. He could see and hear that your where close to your release. Legoshi placed his free hand on your hips to keep you in place as his increased the speed of his tongue and fingers, sending you over the edge.

“You’re so beautiful” he whispered as he pulled his fingers out and undressed himself in front of you before he sat back down on the bed.

“Could you be rougher with me this time?” You asked sitting up and placing your head on his shoulder.

“Pardon?” He questioned what you meant by that.

“I mean be rough when we, you know… make love.” You now looked at him with a hand placed on his cheek. You saw his hand ball up and he slightly pulled away from you.“Legoshi, you could never hurt me.” You remarked trying to make him warm up to you idea.

He let out a long sigh “Just… just this once” he said hesitantly but understand that was what you wanted. What you needed. You gave him a little smile as you sat on his lap and made him lay on the bed. You pulled down his boxers and rocked your hips against his already slightly erected dick as precum leaked from his tip. You raised yourself slight to allow space to position his dick at your entrance before lowering yourself back down onto him. He let out a low groan as he felt your walls tighten around him. Legoshi placed his hands on your hips as you slowly started to ride him, still not fully adjusted to his size. After a few bounced you began to pick up pace. You were enjoying the new experience and you could tell Legoshi was enjoying it by his moans. As you rode him you unclasped your bra and flung it across the room. That was what he needed. Watching as your breasts bounced as you road him made him want to ruin you. He tighter his grip on your hips and started to thrust up into you. His large hands allowed him to grab your hips and simultaneously rubbed your aching clit.

“Fuck!” You moaned feel the static in your stomach grow as he pistoned into you. You closed your eyes and threw your head back as the stimulation became too much to handle.

“Keep your eyes open, look at me.” He growled, taking the hand that wasn’t rubbing your clit and pinching your nipple. The sting of pain and pleasure that came from him pinching your nipple made you reach you limit.

“Legoshi.” You whimpered as your walls tighten around him and he filled you with his cum before his grip loosened and he pulled out of you. You placed your head on his chest as your pussy clenched around nothing, still feel the aftermath of that orgasm. The both of you laid on the bed panting from exhaustion.

“Maybe I could be rougher more often.” Legoshi said softly to you as he placed a hand on your head.

“Please…” you moaned before falling asleep.

[thatwhisperer]

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In the Lab…

Fic type-> NSFW + Drabble

Tags-> Sub Jayce, bottom jayce, degrading kink, kinda exhibitionism? both parties get off on getting caught, gn reader but they have smth to fuck him with whatever that might be lol, choking

Word count-> 705, about two pages of a book

AN-> I’m alive it’s a miracle! Anyways there’s not enough sub or bottom jayce fics just saying 🤷‍♀️. And as always, requests open!

Second Part! | AO3 | Masterlist

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It was Jayce’s idea. Not yours.

Honestly, blowing his back out in the lab wasn’t really what you had in mind when you said you wanted to try something new. It’s not like you hadn’t done it before- just this time it was in his lab, over his workbench, scarily close to the door. It didn’t help that Jayce didn’t know how to shut up during sex.

“Yes, yes- fuck!”

You apply more pressure against his wrists held behind his back, pressing him further into metal workbench- a silent warning.

“Jayce.” A hushed tone compared to his strained cries.

“‘m sorry, jus’ too good…”

You tug his trousers further down his ass since his loose belt buckle was clinking against the bench with every thrust.

You glance towards the door.

“Gah- god-“

You watch as his face distorts into one of pleasure as you’d just adjusted the angle of your movements.

“If you don’t know how to shut up-“

“Make me.”

His comment surprised you, he didn’t sound bratty when he said it. And no, he’s too good to disobey you. He sounded desperate for it. Like he needed you to keep him under control, even if he was perfectly capable of keeping quiet himself.

So you lean in, and let your breath caress his tanned shoulder blades.

“Oh, is that what this is all about then huh? Riling me up, teasing me?”

He hesitates before he answers,

“…no, please that’s… it’s not-“

You hook your hand over his mouth, only muffling his moans to your disappointment. He felt a jolt of electricity shoot down to his dick, smearing more pre against the underside of the workbench.

“This is what you wanted isn’t it? Getting me to slut you out in the lab in hopes of, what- getting caught?”

He could only moan into your hand as you pull him up so his head rests on your shoulder, his hair splaying out across it.

“You’re such a whore, who are you imagining walking through that door right now huh?”

You turn your head towards his ear letting your breath hit it, eyes flitting up briefly. You only grin.

“Is it Mel? Or perhaps Viktor?”

You let go of his mouth and instead opting for his neck to hold onto for leverage.

“Both-“

“Both? And what would they do if they saw you like this? Man Of Progress against his own workbench, taking dick like a bitch huh?”

Jayce can’t help but groan at the idea, someone so close to him walking in on such a scene.

“Come on, what would they do…”

You grip his hip harshly to re-adjust your position slightly, his mouth drops open and his now free hands flailing to try to bring you ever closer to him. You know you hit the spot with each thrust too when he stammers before he replies.

“I-I don’t know-“

“I think they’d like it, someone finally having the guts to fuck all that arrogance out of you.”

As you talk you sneak in kisses along his jawline and neck, even leaving one dark mark along the side of his neck.

He whimpers and squeezes his eyes shut, imagining Mel’s and Viktor’s sneering faces. Perhaps they’d be muttering between each other as they stare at him like he’s a common whore.

“Just- fuck- I’m gonna cum.”

“You gonna cum ‘round my cock and I haven’t even touched you yet.”

“Please, please let me cum- I’ll be-“

“Good? You gonna be good if I let you cum?”

“Mmhmmm…”

“Well… go on, be a good boy and cum for me.”

Like the flick of a switch he arches his back into you and cums across the underside of his workbench, your final few thrusts making it smear all along his dick afterwards.

You feel him go fairly pliant against you as his heavy breathing gets gradually slower, his eyelids slip closed.

You simply smile as you hold his jaw and tilt it away from you. He lets it loll to the side like you want as he pries his eyes open.

Of course Mel and Viktor are standing in the doorway, and of course they both look rather flustered.

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Part 2

[poisonlove]

My request for Wednesday,

I didn't find any hair on your shirt

And?

Who's the bald girl?

This, but Wednesday does an investigation and concludes it's Bianca. And Reader has to deal with that.

A funny, fluffy fic!

If you don't feel like it, just ignore this please!

Keep up the good work! <3

Stupid jealousy | w.a

A/n: i hope i understood the request, Enjoy! Pairing: Wednesday Addams X reader

Y/N slowly pushed open the door to Ophelia Hall, her heart light and a smile on her lips.

“Hey…” she murmured enthusiastically as she entered the room shared by Enid and Wednesday, letting herself be enveloped by the unmistakable contrast of bright colors and gothic shadows.

Her eyes immediately searched for Wednesday, her girlfriend, always immersed in the writing of her book The Adventures of Viper de la Muerte. Wednesday’s posture was rigid, shoulders tense, fingers moving swiftly over the keys of her typewriter.

From where Y/N stood she could see her girlfriend’s profile: a small upturned nose, thick but well-groomed eyebrows, full lips pressed into a thin line as if weighing her words carefully. Her brows were slightly furrowed, a frown on her face—the only sign of humanity in an otherwise controlled expression.

Her long black hair was usually braided into two plaits that fell over her shoulders.

“Hello” Wednesday replied in a neutral tone, eyes fixed on the typewriter.

Y/N raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow in confusion, the crease on her forehead marking the puzzlement painted across her face. What’s wrong with her? she thought, confused. She’s been like this for a week, she realized. She blinked and her eyes drifted to the left side of the room, immediately noticing the absence of her girlfriend’s energetic roommate.

She closed the door behind her and walked toward the middle of Wednesday’s room.

“Is something wrong? You’ve been like this for a week,” Y/N asked, her lower lip caught between her teeth as she voiced her thoughts.

She sat down awkwardly on Wednesday’s bed, the mattress sinking gently beneath her weight. A barely audible sigh escaped Wednesday’s full lips, her muscles tense like violin strings. Y/N tilted her head to the side and watched her girlfriend curiously, the muscle on her neck bulging like a silent warning. Wednesday stopped typing, and the clacking of the keys that had filled the room moments before abruptly ceased. The atmosphere shifted in an instant: heavy, charged, as if something unspoken was hanging in the air.

Wednesday Addams rose from her chair and slowly turned to face her girlfriend. Jaw clenched, expression seemingly calm, but it was her eyes that sent a shiver down Y/N’s spine: dark, impassive, a vortex of fire and curiosity. Y/N swallowed loudly and moved awkwardly on the bed, leaning back to create some distance between herself and Wednesday’s restrained fury.

With slow, deliberate steps, Wednesday approached, the rhythmic stomp of her Dr. Martens echoing on the wooden floor—the only sound in the room thick with silent, palpable tension.Y/N’s eyes widened, surprise and confusion painted on her face as Wednesday stopped in front of her. Wednesday’s right hand rested on Y/N’s shoulder, helping her to lift herself slightly as she swung her leg over Y/N’s lap, eyes locked on hers. A trembling sigh escaped Y/N’s lips as she felt Wednesday’s weight on her. Instinctively, Y/N’s hand slid to Wednesday’s side, fingers tightening around the dark gray fabric of her uniform, pulling her closer.

Wednesday kept her serious gaze while the tension in her jaw softened just slightly.

Y/N’s heart hammered fiercely against her ribcage, blood thudding in her ears, breath catching just barely, her eyes flickering over Wednesday’s face, lingering a second too long on her lips. She swallowed loudly and blinked, trying to dispel the fog of desire creeping into her mind and forced herself to focus on her girlfriend’s face.

Wednesday blinked, her upper lip curling into what looked like a restrained smile. Y/N noticed the freckles scattered across her girlfriend’s nose, her black eyes gleaming with something unknown to her.

Wednesday’s right hand slid from Y/N’s shoulder and slowly snaked down to her tie, fingers curling tightly around the fabric. Her left hand rose dangerously close to Y/N’s face, fingers digging into her cheeks, black lacquered nails gently scratching the skin beneath. Y/N’s breath hitched; her insides twisted pleasantly beneath the firm but tender touch.

She tilted Y/N’s chin downwards, fingers applying gentle pressure to her cheeks.

“I don’t see a single hair on your uniform,” Wednesday said in a cold, monotone voice, a trace of curiosity and fury evident in her tone.Y/N blinked in confusion, her eyes darting quickly over Wednesday’s face, trying to decipher what she was thinking.

"and?" whispered y/n

“Who’s the bald girl? What did you do with Bianca?” she murmured venomously, her voice so low and threatening it could scare anyone to death—but not Y/N.

Y/N’s lips stretched into a smile before she burst out laughing, the incredulity of the question amusing her more than she ever expected. Wednesday jealous of Bianca? Y/N mocked. Ridiculous. Small tears formed at the corners of her eyes as she gently pulled away from Wednesday’s grip. Wednesday tilted her head, eyes locked onto Y/N’s with an almost animalistic ferocity.

“Don’t laugh, Y/N.” Her voice was a whisper sharp as a knife. “You don’t know how dangerous I can be when you underestimate me.” Her fingers tightened slightly on the tie, her piercing gaze daring Y/N not to break.

Y/N stopped laughing, a disbelieving huff escaping her lips as she leaned forward. Their faces were close, breaths mingling, blood racing wildly from the proximity, stomach clenched in a knot as she dared to invade Wednesday’s personal space. Y/N’s eyelids softened as she looked into Wednesday’s eyes. Her hand tightened on her girlfriend’s side and she bit her lower lip, amused.

“I never thought I’d witness a jealous moment from the formidable Wednesday Addams,” she whispered, “and relax, darling, I’m not underestimating you—it’d be stupid of me to do so.”

She tilted her head, the tip of her nose brushing against Wednesday’s.

“Just don’t kill her, okay? There’s absolutely nothing between me and her,” she murmured, eyes fixed on Wednesday’s full, inviting lips.They were close, yet somehow still distant—their desire and Wednesday’s need to preserve her personal space making Y/N hesitate.

“you better not,” Wednesday whispered before pressing their lips together in a sweet, desperate kiss.

[dead-orange-club]

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[scrypticmetal]

Plz give me springtrap drawing recommendations.

It can be silly, nsfw, idc

I just want to draw him.

[gods-banshee]

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