#Requests

[ahresprite]

some ig requests

[no-144444]

sunscreen- o.piastri

꩜ summary: oscar isn't jealous, but he's not not jealous either. you remind him why he has no reason to be

꩜ pairing: oscar piastri x fem! reader

Truly, Oscar didn’t have a jealous bone in his body. He knew how much you loved him, you told him and showed him every single day. He knew he loved you, and he knew you knew that. You were both introverted people so he’d never once had to worry about people dragging you away from him, that was even if you actually bothered attending whatever event you were meant to go to. 

So why did it bug him so much? His friends weren’t charismatic, they were regular Australian college students who stayed out in the sun and drank too much. He adorned them, don’t get me wrong, but they weren’t the best for deep intellectual conversation- apart from right now it seemed. 

Bringing you to Australia had been one of his dreams since you’d started going out. He wanted to show you Melbourne, show off his favourite hot chocolate spots, introduce his friends and family, and just enjoy the sun before the season started. You had wanted to go surfing, but didn’t know how. In comes Chris, one of his best mates since childhood, and his friend Jon. 

“Jon’s a surfing instructor!” Chris had cheered. “I’ll get him to teach her.”

You were already agreeing before Oscar could say that while he wasn’t a brilliant surfer, he could definitely teach you. 

He regretted not speaking up the second you pulled up to the beach. You’d been busy all morning with Hattie and Eddie, so he hadn’t seen you, but you rocked up in the skimpiest bikini he’d ever seen (it made him painfully hard, but he managed to ignore that), with a (his) hoodie and some shorts on and a bright smile

“Hey baby,” you’d smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck once you’d shed his your hoodie. You’d always been a bit more into the whole PDA thing than him, but it surely wasn’t bothering him today, considering the amount of people staring at you. “You all good?” 

His jaw had dropped. “You are so beautiful,” he’d smiled and wrapped his arms around your waist and held you tight against his pale chest. “How was your morning?” he’d asked, pressing a kiss to your cheek. 

You had launched into a very long-winded explanation of your morning and how Hattie and Eddie kept you firmly on your toes, but just then, Jon came up with two boards in hand. He was built like a fucking linebacker with perfect blonde hair and brown eyes, and that common ‘surfer-guy style’ women seemed to love. Oscar gulped. 

“Is he usually this handsy?” Oscar questioned as he watched from the shoreline. Chris chuckled. 

“It’s no big deal,” he shrugged, then chuckled again when he noticed Oscar’s disappointed face. “It’s Y/n, she’s head over heels for you.”

“She literally just fell head over heels off her board for him,” he pointed out, his deadpanned voice eliciting more laughter from the rest of the group. 

“Sounding jealous, Piastri!” Owen, one of his boarding school mates whooped. 

Oscar scoffed and shrugged it off, trying to just enjoy the view of his very pretty girlfriend trying to surfboard. 

“Oscar! Did you see that!” you cheered, coming in from the water. “I did it! I stood up!” 

He wrapped his arms around you as you came in, a proud smile on his face. “Well done baby,” he smiled and pressed a kiss to your lips as the group cheered behind the two of you. “Did so well,” he smirked and pressed a cheeky kiss to your neck, which you batted away. Though, you could tell the smiles and smirks didn’t really reach his eyes, and when you did look at his eyes, they were always looking at Jon. 

“How are you?” you asked, taking his hand and squeezing it, leading him back to the group on the beach. He was quiet, only offering a half-assed shrug. “You need more sunscreen?” you reminded him and he nodded. “Don’t want you to burn.” 

“You use sunscreen?” Jon chuckled. “Pussy,” he coughed jokingly, gaining laughs from some of the group. Oscar rolled his eyes as you stared in disbelief. 

“Dickhead,” you murmured under your breath. “Lie down on your stomach,” you instructed and lathered him in more sunscreen, being extra-thorough with his back muscles (mostly because you liked to stare at them) and moles. “Alright, flip over.” 

He did as you asked and completely unprovoked, you straddled him, gaining the attention of half the group, and more specifically, Jon. Oscar stuttered underneath you as you started to spread sunscreen across his body, enjoying yourself. You had a hot boyfriend, and he was more than ok with being touched like this in public, especially with Jon watching. he stuttered beneath you, slightly freaking out for a moment. The only thing between him fucking you right then and there was the fact that his friends were there, otherwise, he would've thrown caution to the wind and let you ride him until the sun set.

He placed his hands on your waist and closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation of your hands on him. At one point your hand even got a little low and he lightly tapped your ass as a warning, making you laugh. You could see the look of absolute envy on Jon's face and you smirked.

“All done,” you smiled and he opened his eyes and sat up, immediately kissing you, a bright smile on his face. 

“What are you playing at, pretty girl?” he whispered a smirk on his lips. You shrugged playfully. 

“Maybe I needed to remind you who I wore this bikini for,” you mused. “Just an idea though.” 

Yeah, Jon didn’t stick around much longer after that.

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navigation for my blog :)

[psyduckz]

More Dick and Tim please? <3 maybe with huntress as well lol.

A robin cuddle like would be cute as well!

Your art is lovely!!

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[fishsoof]

Could you do a blazamy? But with them dressed/looking very nerdy? Nerdy clothing, maybe some braces, messy/frizzy fur? Stuff like that. I just think it could be cute. Also hope your having a great day

nerdy loser girl x the gorgeous school pres 😽😽😽

[tazmiilly]

can we pleas have fiddleford holding ford plush ,, or turn fidds INTO a plush to join ford plush

I LOVE UR ART BTW!!! :D

hes mostly covered up by beard....

+ squeezing him

[orphicsun]

idk im thinking about ellie trying to get her girl off, but shes just too stressed to fall over the edge so ellie has to do her very best to keep her focused enough to get the release she needed :(

warnings: 18+ blurb, oral sex + nipple play + clit stim (r! receiving), lovey sex

"It's just so dumb. I felt like I was the only one doing the peer review shit right. The feedback I got was not even two full sentences. And the worst part? My professor doesn't even care!"

Ellie pauses from in between your legs for probably the tenth time. She isn't annoyed with you, but seeing you so stressed out over a class, feeling the stiffness in your body worries her.

She squeezes the inside of your thigh affectionately. "Which class is this again?"

"Psychology," you grumble pitifully. "It should be my easiest class, but people make it so complicated."

Ellie gives you a soft look of empathy and nods along. "Yeah. You know, we don't have to do this if you're not in the mood."

You shake your head, adjusting to slide further down the bed. She follows further down with you. "It's not that. I just keep thinking about it.."

She slowly crawls up your body, hers encompassing yours now. Two soft kisses on your ear, then a row down your jawline. Her breath is warm, the sensation on your skin almost enough to take your mind off of your stress. "Just focus on me, okay? I'm going to touch you. I want you to tell me how it feels..and nothing else. You understand?"

You nod, and she smiles, unable to keep herself from leaving a comforting kiss on your cheek. "Good girl."

One of her hands traces a line down your body, stopping at your chest. She doesn't firmly roll your nipples between her hands as she would usually do, but instead traces a thumb over. Before you can even think of bringing up another grievance, you feel her soft lips attach to your nipple, applying gentle suction that makes you instinctively arch your back into her mouth and moan.

Ellie's hand squeezes your other boob before heading further down, sliding a finger through your slick. You can feel her lips curving up when you shudder at her touch. With a slick-coated finger, she pulls your clitorial hood back to give your aching clit some direct stimulation. Your mind is empty of whatever was bothering you, even if just for a bit.

"C'mon, pretty girl. Tell me how it feels," Ellie says, her low voice muffled with your tit. She continues to work you, not having much of a problem getting you further as you were already stimulated from her mouth.

"Feels so good, Els. Please don't stop."

She wouldn't dream of stopping, either. Though she only wishes to give you some stress relief, the way you whine and buck up into her touch naturally makes her own pussy clench and leak.

"I can feel you twitching, honey. Just let go for me." Another finger rubs faster at your clit, making you nearly squeal in pleasure. Her teeth eases your nipple into a soft nip, not wanting to snap you out of your state of pleasure. You love it, though. You cup her face and try to pull her mouth even further down against you.

Ellie wants to sigh in relief when she finally feels you tense up from something other than your worries. You grasp the side of her face, fingers lacing thoughtlessly through her hair. Ellie doesn't stop working over your chest and clit until you come down from the intense orgasm she pulled from you.

All she can do now is bury her face between your tits and wrap her arms around your torso, holding you tight. She knows you're most likely exhausted from the orgasm and the lack of sleep you've been getting recently, so she has no plans on returning back to her apartment. She simply holds you tight for tonight.

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[art-by-jas]

if you're taking john carter prompts maybe the "dancing together in the kitchen, in the refrigerator light" or back massage ones 🥹 moments where they can be soft and not in the chaos of the hospital

Backrubs

Summary: Carter and you are hanging out, and you notice his back is giving him pain.

WC: 1171

A/N: Thank you for submitting this :) I hope you like it <3

It’s that time of late summer again when you have the windows open and the fan whirring. You have the TV on, enjoying one of your favorite movies. You glance over at Carter, sprawled on the other side of the bed, reading some medical book he picked up at the library this morning. Since he's returned home from work, you've noticed him wincing as he moves or turns. He stretches his arms as he settles back into the bed beside you. You hear his back crack as he lets a long breath out, but then he winces slightly. He closes his book and sets it on the bedside table. A slight grimace crosses his face as another twinge of pain hits his lower back when he rolls onto his side. He mumbles something under his breath while rubbing that sore spot.

With a furrowed brow and concerned look, you turn to him, your voice softening as you ask, "Are you okay? Your back seems to be giving you some trouble." 

He exhales deeply, a sigh escaping his lips as he meets your gaze. "Yeah, I’m alright," he replies, though a hint of strain lingers in his tone. "It’s just a bit sore. I had to assist in lifting a patient onto the OR table earlier."

John stretches a little more, attempting to alleviate the pain, but it doesn't help too much. He shifts on the bed, trying to find a comfortable position, but the nagging ache persists.

You continue to look at him, noticing that he seems pretty uncomfortable despite his downplayed reply. 

With a gentle, concerned tone, you break the silence, asking, "Would you like a back rub or something? It could help ease the pain you seem to be feeling."

Carter meets your gaze, and a small smile flickers across his lips. "Yeah, that actually sounds really good," he replies, the tension in his expression lessening ever so slightly. "Thanks." You can tell that he appreciates your support in this moment.

Eagerly anticipating the chance to pamper him with a soothing back massage, you spring off the bed, your hands coming together in a delighted clap. The thrill of the moment courses through you, filling the air with electric excitement.

Turning back to Carter, you flash him a smile and say, "Alright, go ahead and take off your shirt and lie face down. I'll get the oils and all the good stuff from the bathroom."

As Carter begins to peel off his shirt, a curious expression crosses his face.

"Wait, you just have oil and stuff like that lying around in your bathroom?"

You give him a playful smirk as you head towards the bathroom. "Of course I do. My friend gifted me a whole set of massage stuff a little bit ago; I might as well put it to use." As you rummage through your cabinet, you find the bottle of massage oil nestled amongst various other hair products and other random items. You grab it and return to the bedroom.

 As you enter the room, Carter is now lying face down on the bed, shirtless. You sit down on the edge of the bed next to him, setting all of your materials on the bedside table.

He feels your weight shift as you straddle his lower back, your legs resting on either side of him. He inhales deeply, the pressure of your body causing the tension in his muscles to release slightly. You can feel the heat radiating off of him, his skin warm under your touch as you begin to pour a generous amount of oil into your hands.

As you work your hands in circular motions across his shoulders, the oil makes your touch glide effortlessly over his skin. You press deeper, feeling the tension and knots beneath your fingertips. You focus on the area between his shoulder blades, applying just the right amount of pressure to loosen the tight muscles.

Carter let out a low moan of relief as you skillfully work out the tension. "That feels amazing," he murmurs, his voice muffled slightly by the pillow. You continue to massage his back, moving lower, gently exploring every inch of tension. Carter feels your hands moving lower, the pressure increasing. You pay close attention to the specific areas where he seems to be wincing or experiencing pain, working your fingers and knuckles deeper into the taut muscles.

He clenches his hands into fists, gripping the sheets as you work on a particularly stubborn knot. "Ah... right there," he gasps, the soreness mixing with a hint of pleasure. Encouraged by his response, you continue to work on that knot, applying a bit more pressure. After a few moments, the knot finally gives way, and Carter lets out a deep sigh of relief.

"Oh, god... you're a godsend," he breathes, the tension releasing from his body. You move your hands down his spine, working on other areas. You smile, feeling a sense of satisfaction as you continue working on his back. As you lean down to press a quick, tender kiss to the side of his neck, you hear a soft exhale escape Carter's lips. He turns his head slightly towards you and opens his eyes, his gaze meeting yours with a flicker of affection.

"Thanks again," he whispers, his voice carrying a hint of appreciation. "You're really good at this." Your heart warms at his words, and you respond with a soft chuckle.

"No problem. I'm glad I could help," you reply, returning your focus to his back.

You spend a few more minutes working on his back, making sure to tend to any remaining knots or tension. Carter continues to lie there, his body slowly melting into the mattress under your skilled touch. The tension that was once there has now been replaced by a sense of relaxation.

"Mmm... I could get used to this," he teases, his voice groggy with satisfaction.

You chuckle at his teasing comment, feeling a warm sense of satisfaction in being able to make him feel better. As you bring the massage to a close, you run your hands along his spine one final time, savoring the feel of his smooth skin.

"All done," you announce, moving off his back and sitting next to him on the edge of the bed. "Hopefully, your back feels a bit better now."

He turns his head to look at you, a small smile on his lips. "It feels so much better," he says gratefully. "You're an actual miracle worker." He pushes himself up into a sitting position, stretching his arms above his head to test out his back. It feels looser, freer, and the pain he was feeling earlier has significantly diminished.

"I'm glad I could help," you reply, a smile on your lips.

As you both lie down on the bed, the rain outside begins to pick up, the sound of droplets hitting the windows creating a cozy atmosphere. The TV continues to play in the background, providing a pleasant distraction.

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[where-is-c00lkidd]

Just cook c00lkid

he’s gettin cooked

[itadooori]

Square guard sangwoo and player or frontman gihun

au where instead of joining the games sang-woo gets recruited as a guard a few years b4 the 2020 games. or smth idk

[candyswirls]

Could I request some Corax x reader please? Something soft and fluffy if possible

"My dove," spoke a low voice.

You turned to see a shape ripple from the shadows. The being is massive. They're covered in feathers and have beak with serated edges. Pitch black eyes stared out at you. Waiting.

You stand from your bed and go to meet him, hand brushing up against a soft cheek.

He leans into the caress and clawed hands move up your back. You are pulled into an embrace that lifts you off the ground. You kiss the beak.

"My dove," He says. "I have missed you. Have you been faring well?"

You nod, wrapping hands around his neck.

You do not ask of the battles he's fought. How his efforts against his brother go. The tolls the warp has taken upon him. The close proxy and him breathing in your scent tell you all you need.

You run fingers through his feathers, preening him as he makes a purring sound.

Fleeting moments need savoring. You take all you can get with your Raven.

[creamecafe]

Where are all the requests for Bob? I also take Ava, Bucky and Yelena too guys 🥺🥺

[transformrobots]

Congrats on 100 followers!! For the requests, maybe Perceptor or the twins?

they like perceptor just fine usually, but whenever they have to spend extended periods of time with him it gives sunstreaker a migraine so strong sideswipe has to hold sunny back from beating him to death with his own scope

[roverz-art-and-agere]

May I request something with Regressor Dovewing and anyone from her family caring for her? Lovely art, your blog is really nice ❤️

Ivy becomes really protective and Dove becomes really friendly when Dove regresses!! So Dove is just running around trying to make friends with every living thing she sees and Ivy is barely keeping up >:3

Alt version under cut :D

[kflops]

fromis x colour-coordinated mv outfits for @susiephone