#(rustyyyyy)

[alaskan-wallflower]

i’m getting too emotionally attached to rusty and i don’t want to kill him off but it’s so vital to the story ughhhhhh

[thedrawingduke]

I absolutely love your work!! Keep it up! 🩷

Thank youuuuu ❤️

[bambimeadows]

WIP for a civilian workplace AU in which Adler is the boss at a huge cooperation. Idk does anyone really want this. I was watching too much Mad men it’s those kind of vibes. I might switch out y/n for bell haven’t decided.

[tyunni]

Why is my pinned content flagged TT I've done NOTHING ARGHHH LET ME OUTTTTTT??!!!!

[upperranktwo]

☆Shinazugawa Sanemi - The Wind Hashira☆

[nyastesticles]

Kai doodles because he’s been on mind lately <33

(send me some art reqs !!)

[voltrons]

what are we doing to our beautiful boys

[crinj-central]

The hardest part about animation is finding the ideal character LO/comp lol I've been at it since yesterday and i STILL havent figured out any key poses

[baycitystygian]

this one’s for @scarlettapril ✨this is easily at least six or seven years old but it’s a quick blurb I did where my best friend at the time started a fic and I finished it; this is my end of it- it’s missing a tiny amount of context but it all makes sense by the end, I think it can stand on its own

I glanced over at Alan, who was starting to get affectionate with Julie. Watching him giving her gentle kisses, and her giggling at him in delight, I could feel a burning nausea creep up the back of my throat.

I looked down at my drink, contemplating how many I would need in order to wipe this one from my mind.

"Hey," came Nobby's voice softly in my ear. "Why don't we split? I think I know what'll cheer you up."

Unless you can get that whore away from Alan, then I don't think so, bud, I thought to myself.

"That would be terrific." I bit my tongue as he led me out of the bar. Secretly, I was glad we'd left Alan with the entire tab.

As we left, Alan watched us like a hawk.

"We ought to get out of here, too, if you know what I mean," Julie added, lightly tracing one of his dimples with the top of her finger.

"Maybe in a little bit."

"Oh, but I'm already tired."

He chuckled, looking into her eyes.

"Just a few more minutes, then. I'd like to finish off my drink."

"Alright."

Alan glanced at the door again, seeing that his friends were long gone.

"Are you alright?," she gently added. "You seem preoccupied."

"I'm fine. Just lost in thought, y'know." He chuckled.

"You always did seem like a rather deep kind of guy. I love that about you."

"Sometimes I think too much." He chuckled.

"What makes you say that?"

"No reason."

"Are you okay? You look as pale as a sheet," he began as we began to walk down the street.

"I dunno. It just feels a little weird, seeing Alan like that. I've known him all my life."

"Derek told me everything, you know."

I gulped.

"Everything?"

"I know how much you love him. And, to be perfectly honest, it's pretty shitty what he did tonight. He doesn't know about your feelings for him, but still. I couldn't bear to watch you squirm around in your seat any longer."

"Well...I do appreciate you getting me out of there. I really do."

He smiled.

"I just feel like a horrible date..." I continued. "Being more invested in the way someone else was acting-"

"It's okay. I knew about it all going into this."

"And you said yes anyway?"

"Well, Alan pushed me into it. That, and I felt sorry for you."

"What, I'm your pity date now?"

"Not entirely. I do like you, quite a bit. But I can sense when your heart isn't into it."

I rested my head on his shoulder, exhausted from the day I'd had.

"Yeah."

"Why don't I give you a ride home?"

"I hate to cut this off early..."

"Why, do you want to do something with me?"

"Maybe. God knows I need to take my mind off him."

"How about we go back to my place?"

"For what?"

He shrugged.

"Maybe a drink or two. Something other than thinking about him."

"I need more than just a drink or two."

He chuckled.

"Well, I'll get you started."

Back at Nobby's, we spent most of the night talking and drinking. He helped a lot, but the liquor helped more. The last thing I remember was drifting off to sleep on his couch, leaning my entire body onto him.

He smiled, looking down at me.

"Had enough, huh?"

He carefully stood up, and covered me with a blanket, giving me a kiss on the cheek before heading off to his room.

"Sleep well," he whispered.

The next morning, the boys had an early practice scheduled. Alan knocked on Nobby's door, and Nobby immediately answered it.

"Shhh," he began, slowly opening the door. Be very quiet. Emma's still asleep."

Alan's face went pale.

"She...she stayed the night?"

"Yeah. I think she had a little too much last night."

Alan scratched his head.

"Wow."

"How did it go with Julie last night?"

"It went great, man...really great, if you know what I mean." Alan winked at Nobby.

"Good for you. You seem really into her."

"I was really into her last night-" He raised his thick eyebrows.

"Stop."

"Okay." Alan grinned. "You ready to go?"

"I'll meet you there a little late. I wanna take Emma home first."

"That's right."

"I'll try not to be too late. I just hate to wake her, you know?"

Alan nodded.

"Yeah...I get it."

"See you in a little bit."

"Fucking hell," Alan muttered as he stormed into Billy's basement, where the other Rollers (minus Nobby) were already gathered.

"What's the matter?" Derek poked his head out from behind his drum set. "And where's Nobby?"

"Emma spent the night with him," Alan sneered. "So he's gonna take her home and meet us here. I never should've set them up."

"Then why did you set them up?"

"Aren't you seeing someone?," Billy added.

"He's only seeing her to get Emma off his mind. Which clearly isn't working," Derek added.

"Stuff it, both of you. Let's get started without him."

"Someone hasn't had his coffee this morning," Derek muttered.

"Hey, watch it, or I'll tell mom about that time you went studying with Kathy when her parents weren't home," Alan snapped.

"Ah, fuck off. If you like her so much, just tell her."

"It's a bit late now. I've screwed myself into the ground." Alan picked up his bass and began to tune it, tuning out everything else.

Later that night, Alan made another date with Julie. But as he was getting cozy with her, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off- and she noticed it, right away.

"Alan, honey, is everything alright?," she softly asked.

"Just peachy."

"Are you sure?"

"I dunno."

"It feels like your heart isn't in it today, be honest with me."

Alan sighed, loosening his grip around her waist.

"I dunno. Guess it's just my mind wandering again."

"Just like it did last night."

"Yeah."

"When you were thinking of Emma."

Alan fell silent.

"She doesn't love me."

"You're in love with her, aren't you?"

"I used to be."

"I don't buy all that 'used to' crap."

He sighed.

"Well, she doesn't feel the same about me. So I'm trying to get over her."

"It doesn't look like you're doing a very good job of that."

He shook his head, looking down at the ground.

"I love you, but...if your heart is somewhere else, it's not gonna work out." She stood up.

"I'm such an asshole." Alan buried his face in his hands, tears welling up in his eyes.

"You're not an asshole, just...I think you were trying to push yourself into something to make yourself feel better."

"I'm so sorry."

She put her hand on his shoulder.

"Go out and get her. It breaks my heart, but this is pathetic. Don't waste your time on someone you don't love."

"What if it's too late?"

"Then don't waste a second more."

"I really appreciate what you did last night," I began. "It really felt like he was rubbing salt in the wound. I think I would've died of embarrassment if I'd stayed any longer."

Nobby hugged me.

"It's nothing. Knowing what's really going on made it so much more uncomfortable than it already would've felt."

"It's not fair." I began to feel the sting of tears trying to escape my eyes. "I've loved him most of my life. I thought we'd be perfect together."

Nobby held me tighter.

"Maybe he's changed. Some people start out being sweet, but things happen to them. I know a lot of girls that I thought were lovely, but ended up being awful."

"I don't wanna think of him that way. He's too sweet to have turned into a jackass."

"I don't know what to tell you. But I'm always here if you need me."

"Thank you." I buried my face in his shoulder. He was so much warmer and comforting than I'd expected him to be.

"He'd be a fool not to love you," he softly added.

I lifted my head, and he reached out and gently wiped a tear from my face.

"If only he was as sweet as you." I mustered a tiny chuckle.

"I try." He smiled at me, leaning in closer until his lips were almost touching mine.

"Are we really gonna do this?," I sighed.

"If you're up for it." I could feel his warm breath on my face.

"Maybe."

He closed his eyes, his lips grabbing my own. As his sensual kisses calmed me down, I realized that I'd stopped worrying about Alan. Yes, I'd do anything for him- but Nobby loved me. He'd shown me nothing but compassion in regards to my broken heart, expecting nothing in return. I wrapped my arms around him, wanting to enjoy every taste of his love.

Suddenly, my door burst open, interrupting Nobby and I. Alan was standing in my doorway, a look of shock on his face.

"This is a bad time to tell you I love you, isn't it?," was all he could say.

Nobby stared him down, holding me closer.

"Yes. Yes it is," I snapped.

Alan swallowed his pride.

"Right. My bad." He turned to leave, and closed the door behind him.

"Fucking hell," Nobby sighed. "What'd he do that for?"

"I love him dearly, but he's probably the most awkward man I'll ever know."

Nobby shrugged.

"He does have the tendency to fuck up social situations."

"Like this one."

Nobby looked back at me.

"So....what now?"

I looked into his eyes.

"Hell if I know." I flopped down against the couch. "I don't even know what to do now."

"Do you love him? Or me?"

"If I knew that, I would be either chasing him down, or making out with you right now." I crossed my arms over my chest.

He sighed.

"I'm not going to push you into a decision. I know how much there is between you and him. But like I said- if you need me, I'm here."

A little while later, I made my way over to the hammock in Alan's front yard, where he was lazily drifting back and forth, staring into space.

"Hey," I began.

He looked up at me.

"Shouldn't you be out with Nobby right now?," he scoffed.

"I wanted to talk to you." I climbed in next to him.

"About what? How much of an asshole I am?"

"You're not an asshole."

"Fine, I'm a prick."

"I just don't understand...if you love me, why did you start seeing that other girl? Or force me into a date with Nobby?"

He sighed and looked up at me.

"I think I was trying to convince myself that I could get over you."

"Now, why would you wanna do that?" I leaned on my side, facing him.

"I didn't think you liked me. Not in that way, anyway."

"Are you fucking kidding me? I've had a crush on you for longer than I can remember."

"Well, gee, thanks for waiting this long to tell me."

"Nobby said you had a thing for me, too, you know."

"Remind me to sock him in the mouth tomorrow."

"He also said that Derek was the real snitch. So don't take it out on Nobby."

"I promise I won't take it out on your boyfriend."

"He's not my boyfriend."

"Coulda fooled me."

"He could've been. But I chose you instead."

"Me?" He raised his eyebrows and chuckled. "Why me?"

I gazed into his green eyes, which were sparkling in the moonlight.

"I dunno. We've had so many good times together, and I wanna keep having them with you for the rest of my life."

"You're putting me on."

"It's true."

"You could have good times with Nobby."

"But I want to be having them with you."

He looked into my eyes, reaching out and softly running his fingers through my hair.

"Me, too."

He pulled me even closer to him, in for the kiss I'd been waiting most of my life for.

[ofwolvesandshatteredshields]

The Branded Prince

Dragon Age, Fenris/Male Hawke, Chapter 1 of 15 or so.

SUMMARY:

Classic fantasy AU. Drafted into the Ferelden military six years ago because of a magical ability to turn his skin to steel, Rowan Hawke has survived countless battles with both the invading Qunari forces and the armies of greedy Tevinter. Just when he thought his lot couldn’t get any worse, he and his sister Bethany are taken captive by enemy forces and thrown into the Minrathous dungeons. Danarius, the king of Tevinter, is in need of an experienced warrior to stave off the Fereldan ambushes and Qunari assassins targeting his chief diplomat and husband: Fenris, the young prince of Tevinter. With Bethany’s life on the line, Hawke has no choice but to assume the role of Fenris’s bodyguard.

At their first meeting, Fenris is uncertain of this hulking Fereldan warrior, and Hawke resentful of Danarius’s devoted spouse. Yet as they navigate Thedas during wartime, the two of them may discover that their situations are perhaps more similar than they are different…

(Check the author’s note on ao3 for content warnings and other information.)

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Clang.

Clang.

“Would you stop that?” the guard grumbles.

Hawke glances up at her through the bars. “What are you going to do about it?”

“Rowan.” Bethany, sitting across from him in the cell, rubs her temples. “This isn’t really the time.”

Right. In the dungeons of Minrathous, they’re about as far behind enemy lines as they could possibly be. Hawke desists for the moment. He doesn’t fear for his own welfare; but Bethany’s is a different story. “Did they forget about us down here? I’m starting to think they have.”

“You haven’t even been down here a full shift,” the guard interjects.

“I believe it. Otherwise they would have fed us by now,” Bethany says as she edges forward.

“Oi, you’d better get us something to eat soon,” Hawke tells the guard. “Don’t you know Fereldans turn into monstrous man-wolves ten feet high if they get too hungry?”

“Don’t be absurd,” she says.

“How would you know?” Hawke counters. “You’ve never been to the front.”

A second’s hitch. He was right. “I’ve a duty to perform here,” the guard replies.

“Mm. Hidden away in the safest place in Tevinter. Really putting it all on the line for your country.”

“If you don’t shut up I’ll eat your supper myself,” she snaps.

Bethany shoots him a look. Hawke scratches his beard and shuts up.

Clang.

(read on ao3)

[fandumbass]

Man I am WILDIN at your chapter. I used your fanfic chapter 5 as my motivation to finish my own little fic. It's great, honestly, that the implications of the Dealer just having whole ass night vision is so casual to him that he has to give the reader shit for it shdbdbdb

Anyways, I hope you have delicious meals in the coming days. Thank you SO MUCH for publishing this fic to a03. I'll be driving myself insane til the next chapter thinking about drawing fanart of ur dealer

OHHHH HI HELLO!!!!!

AHHH IM SO GLAD I COULD MOTIVATE SOMEONE TO WRITE!! That's such high praise, seriously 😭😭 thank youuuuuuuuu

AND YEA YEA HSDFJSH idk man i just like my supernatural beings with built in night vision........... thats the way of the world haha. poor reader tho. skill issue rip

[batmanego]

77 days until the taxpayers

[starcall3r]

[ HOIST ] :     sender lifts receiver on top of a counter as they have sex.

// I promised a fic this time so here you go, a fic. heavily nsfw below the cut.

Having spent the better part of the evening formulating a plan to distract Ophiuchus from his work, Inanna is quite proud of herself when she finds herself in his lap at last. Hours of teasing come to fruition as he slowly peels her smalls from her form, fingers sinking into her soft heat and crooking just right until she is practically singing in his lap. So imagine her surprise when, instead of letting her cum, he decides to unceremoniously deposit her on the cold wooden surface of his desk.

She scowls at him as he levels her with a playful look, surging forward to capture her lips. It is all teeth and tongue, his lips moving against hers in a way that steals her breath away. She hardly has time to formulate a counter-attack before he peels away again, lilac eyes shining with amusement at her apparent frustration.

"You cannot possibly be upset," he purrs, his fingers drifting feather-light down from her hips to her knees before sinking into her soft skin and parting her thighs. His hips slot against hers and he grinds against her center, tearing a needy gasp from her throat before she can stop herself. "You came here intending mischief, and you have found it."

No witty response comes, and Ophi takes advantage of her silence to claim her lips once more, swallowing her protests. He is still fully clothed and she isn't and it isn't fair, but it doesn't matter because in the next moment he frees himself from his trousers and moves his hips just so. Teeth sink into her lip impatiently as he takes a moment just to rub himself through her slick folds - "Stop teasing!" - and then he is pressing inside and stars above, it feels amazing. She will never get tired of the way he fills her so completely, his hands a burning brand on her thighs as he angles her hips up so he can sink in deep.

He does not move at first, not even when she whines and wiggles her hips. Teeth nibble at her neck, his breath hot against her skin, and her nails sink into his sides as she bucks beneath him, trying to get him to move. He laughs, low and soft, and she glares up at him crossly as her tail flicks across the desk. "Stop teasing, Ophi!"

"Now why would I want to do that?" A nip to her jawline, then at the soft spot of her neck. She growls and reaches up to thread her fingers through his hair, tugging none-too-gently as she rolls her hips against his. He moves in response, not a thrust but a slow grind, fucking her so deep she swears she can feel him pressing right against the very core of her. The motion drags an embarrassingly needy moan out of her. She can feel herself losing control more and more by the second, and she scrambles to recover some sense of stability before he overwhelms her completely.

Determined to distract him, she slides her hands from his sides to his hips and leans up to kiss his sensitive leporine ear, teeth catching here and there as she presses fluttering kisses all the way down to its juncture. She feels him shudder unwillingly against her, pausing his grinding for but a moment, and she seizes on that moment of vulnerability. Drawing a swirling pattern across his hipbones with her nails, she leans into him and nuzzles against his ear, her voice soft and sweet and breathy as she singsongs, "Ophiiii~... Don't you want to be good for me? Make me sing so pretty for you while you fuck me across your desk?"

She hears his breath hitch, feels the way his hips stutter against hers. But her lover is not so easily overcome, not when she has spent all evening teasing him relentlessly while he tries to work. His fingers sink into her soft curls and pull her away from him, rough enough to tear a gasp from her lips before his teeth sink into the juncture of her throat. He grinds his teeth in, tearing a pained gasp from her lips before he soothes her with a warm sweep of his tongue, nuzzling into her skin. "Cheeky little minx..." he groans, and then he finally, finally withdraws before slamming home within her once more, grinding into her as her toes curl and her breaths stutter. "While I admire the attempt, I'm afraid I'm in charge this time, Inanna. Now tell me what it is, exactly, that you want."

"If you think I am going to beg, you've got another thing coming," she protests, cheeks flushing a lovely, rosy red that spreads down her chest. Her fingers dig into his arms and she shifts against him, trying very hard not to whine as he continues to tease her, hips grinding into her own. The friction is unbearable, and she wonders momentarily how he can even bear it.

But bear it he does. Ignoring her cheeky tongue, he busies himself by dragging kisses from her neck to her collarbone, marking her with lips and teeth and tongue as he slowly makes his way down to her breasts. She bucks and writhes against him, pinned in place by his hands and his sinful mouth. Capturing a nipple between his teeth, he gives it a sharp tug, dragging a sharp whine from her before he laves over the sensitive bud with his tongue. As he does, a hand slips between them, finding her clit and scissoring it between his fingers - the contact teasing her with sensation but never quite fully touching it. It's absolutely maddening, and she quickly folds to his ministrations.

"F-Fuck, please,Ophi!" she gasps, bucking against him as he crosses her chest and does the same to the other, her fingers curling into his hair. She pulls away from him with a pout, cool silver meeting pale lilac as she squirms against his hand. It's unfair, really, how handsome he is as he grins down at her, his eyes expectant.

"What was that a moment ago?" he purrs, eyes alight with amusement. She swats his arm and scowls at him, but her ire lessens when she sees the affection behind his smirk. "I thought you said you weren't going to beg." His fingers brush gently against her clit just to emphasize his teasing and she squirms against him, breath hitching against her will.

"I lied!" she pants, shivering against him as he begins to withdraw at last. "Ophi, please, hurry up and fuck me!"

"I suppose that's close enough." His lips quirk with mischief and he leans in to brush a kiss to her cheek before he finally, finally begins to move. Inanna almost sobs with relief as he sets a punishing pace, fingers sinking into the plush skin of her ass to hold her in place as he claims her for her own. The desk beneath them holds up admirably against his onslaught, hardly moving at all as they begin to move as one.

It does not take long before she begins to twitch and tighten around him, nails digging into his sides as she hisses a low warning. His pace slows and he leans in to capture her lips, drinking in every soft cry of pleasure as it spills from her lips. It takes only a few moments before she reaches her climax, collapsing limply into his chest as he finishes inside her with a few more languid pumps of his hips. His arms cradle her gently as he pulls her back into his lap, sinking down into the chair together as they try to catch their breaths, bodies still connected.

Overwhelmed by their shared pleasure, it is some time before she draws back to look at him, eyes soft. A soft flush has settled on Ophi's cheeks and she finds herself smitten, leaning in to kiss him lovingly. When they part, her hand slides to his cheek and she strokes her thumb across his skin, tracing his freckles with a gentle sweep.

Ophi's eyes glitter with mischief, his hands squeezing at her hips as he murmurs, "Hello, beautiful," his voice rough with pleasure.

She giggles softly, reaching up to brush his hair out of his eyes. "Hi. I could say the same for you, you know," she murmurs, breath hitching as he buries his nose in her curls, brushing against her sensitive ear. His tongue flicks out and she shudders as he licks a stripe up the side of it, a moan spilling from her lips before she can stop herself. He smirks at the sound, feeling acutely the way she tightens around him momentarily, her body reacting instinctively to his touch.

"Perhaps that is enough for one night..." His hand slides up her back as he pulls her into him and she nuzzles into his neck, pressing soft kisses to his skin as his lips brush against her ear. Arms wrap tight around him, brushing against his back with gentle sweeps of her fingers. "Or at least until we make it to the bedroom, hm?"

She relaxes into him, humming her agreement. His fingers stroke gently up and down her spine, mirroring her own movements. There would be time for more later, but for now... For now, she would simply enjoy this.

[dcviated]

@psychcdelica sent: "Armstrong-san! If you're free and don't mind, the kids said they'd love to see you after school today."

"I understand, miss Yukizome. It simply can't be helped..." The sparkle lighting off of Alex's brow could be mistaken for a tear. "My previous visit must have ignited in them that spark of inspiration. I do aspire to be more of a role model whenever possible. Oh, those children... good for them...."

Armstrong sniffs, wiping a hand under his nose. Then the emotions burst through, getting the better of him (and his shirt).

"IN THE NEXT GENERATION- I HAVE THE UTMOST OF FAITH! LET THEIR MUSCLES AND VIGOR LEAD THEM INTO A BEAUTIFUL FUTURE."

[mmmozzz]

thinking amnesiac stan thoughts.....

screenshot redraw (ref below)

[sunset-peril]

...I might take a swing at this. Far as I know, I dont have much going on in May, and I do have some Zora OCs

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