#ahhhhh </3

[ejunkiet]

apparently all I can write at the moment is smut jfgkasdf

[skhardwarevers1]

Hate it when I get dragged into family activities in the middle of me trying to be silly with procreate dreams

[ultrviolecnt]

HUGH JACKMAN BEHIND THE SCENES OF XMEN ORIGINS: WOLVERINE (2009)

[romans-art]

so this happened in my shadowheart playthrough and I nearly died

Lae'zel's reaction meanwhile was literally just

[bu99erfly]

YVES LOOP (Teaser), 240529

[timetodiverge]

You kids BETTER BEHAVE or Ma will wave The Screwdriver at you again!!

[cheekylittlepupp]

The power this man holds is unreal...

[morebird]

Commission for @zipzoomzaria

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[andersonfilms]

❝ TATTOO ARTIST!ELLIE ❞ ✶ ELLIE WILLIAMS !

♱

★⠀warning y disclaimers — eighteen+, fem!reader, wlw sex, poc!friendly, switch!reader, switch!ellie, tbh loser!coded ellie, scissoring, ellie being soft and cute and love struck, tattoo artist!ellie, mentions of oral.

RAY RAMBLES ✶ i'm still feeling out writing for ellie, so be nice to me pls, this is the first thing i've posted for her. if not, i won't write for her again jk but seriously dont be mean to me

tattoo artist!ellie who you meet due to her forgetfulness. her black, leathered notebook gets left behind when she meets a friend at a local coffee shop. there’s a business card of a tattoo shop and you decide to take your chances with it and call the number. thankfully, it pans out to be the owner’s notebook. she, ellie, has apparently been tearing apart her apartment trying to find it. her voice floods all over as she whispers thank you just shy of a thousand times, her grateful pleas drip like honey all over you, sweetening you right through your core.

tattoo artist!ellie who is stunned from the first sight of you. the outfit you have on isn’t anything special, out of the ordinary, not it really isn’t but she can’t help the way her eyes wonder over. you have some tattoos which are visible, adding to the draw she feels towards you. soft shoulders are exposed in the strapless top you’re wearing, but your pants are bagging, hanging lowly at your hips, exposing a sliver of your lower stomach to her green, greedy eyes. a new, sultry and velvet, voice speaks her name and ellie knows she’ll do anything and everything to hear it again.

tattoo artist!ellie who gladly walks up to you, accepting the her notebook, desperately attempting not to fixate on the tingle spreading in her heart when she feels your soft finger slightly rub against the tip of her thumb. your sharp, gorgeous eyes look ellie once over before you offer her a smile, blinding ellie to any logical sensibility. do you like her? are you pleased? do you think she’s pretty too? is your heart beating or your fucking chest? are you having trouble breathing like she is?

tattoo artist!ellie who begins to blush profusely as you compliment her tattoos on her exposed bicep with the muscle tank she’s wearing. ellie doesn’t think it’s anything more than you being nice, returning the compliment you gave her, but then you’re touching her. nails painted with black nail polish, shiny but chipped, accentuate the line work. ellie wants to faint. jesse is sitting at the stool on the front counter and lets out a small chirp of a giggle, ellie thinks about punching him in the gut, but it means she would have to walk away from you so she opts out.

tattoo artist!ellie who does something out of the ordinary for her, offers for you to come by next week, saying you’ll tattoo her for a discounted price, something she would never agree to if you weren’t so hot, god if you don’t like her she thinks she’ll puke. but you agree, with your touch still on her slim, but defined bicep. the smirk you’re sporting makes the auburn haired girl nearly faint. evidently, you know just how to pull on her strings. you step in closer to her frame, kissing her sweetly on the cheek and she’s just as soft as you imagined. i’ll definitely take you up on your offer, els. see you next week.

tattoo artist!ellie who is paying close attention as she starts the line work. you came in wanting it down on your back, so ellie focused her attention on preparing the ink when while you situated yourself. by the time ellie had turned around, you were shirtless the side of your breasts exposed as she began. mentally, trying to convince herself she capable of being professional and not thinking about your tits in her mouth. the longer it went on, the more you talked, and the bigger ellie’s crush became.

tattoo artist!ellie who sports a sheepish smile when you start asking her about her life, how she became a tattoo artist, how long she’d be doing it, what were her least favorite designs to do. you ask about twenty question before the one you really want to ask.

“so, no girlfriend?” you wished you could see her, try to gage her reaction, her facial expressions, a smile or a grime? was she looking at you like she wants to eat you alive?

“no, but why not ask me if you have a boyfriend?”

“you’re not the type. am i wrong?”

all ellie does is smirk, shaking her head and clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth obnoxiously, yeah she’s not the type.

tattoo artist!ellie who finished but not without difficulty. you love to talk, usually ellie would find it irritating when she’s trying to focus but on you it’s cute. she asks if you want to see it, and you simply agree. you turn your back to the mirror, your chest fully exposed and ellie looks anywhere but or tries to. she focuses on your angel sent smile and the look of glee as you admit how much you love it to ellie. or els, she tries not be too excited about how happy you are about it.

tattoo artist!ellie who isn’t sure how it happened, how you’re even into her, but she says enough of the right things to get you into her car and back to her apartment. you’re pushing her against the door pressed against her sinfully, peppering playful bites as ellie fishes for her keys. you follow her into her home, her tongue pleading for dominance over hers and she really doesn’t put much of fight.

tattoo artist!ellie who moans as you sit your cunt on top of hers. it’s delicious the way you have her putty in your hand from the initial grind. your clit catching with hers, her strong hands finding your hips, thumb with a bruising pressure, as pause. ellie is going to ask what’s wrong but before she can, you’re spitting on her cunt, a string of saliva, your perfectly wet concoction, halts as it travels down her labia and your sinking slick first, moaning out a soft oh, fuck, els you feel perfect.

tattoo artist!ellie who loves to watching your tits bounce for her as you slowly pick up the pace, the tattoo on your sternum perfectly placed between them only fuels the stickiness between ellie’s thighs. she lets you create the pace, control her to your liking.

“do you like to be, uh oh- fuck, choked?” you ask as feel yourself lost it, the smacking of your slick combined with her spurring you on.

ellie grabs your hand, placing your delicate fingers along her delightful throat, “what do you think, babygirl?”

tattoo artist!ellie who is quite literally getting off on getting choked by you. the light pressure on her neck, combined with you rubbing against her pussy hips falling over her again and against has her clit throbbing. you’re so painfully hot it, claiming her, riding her pussy, whimpering out els els els, make me cum, please baby, i’m right there. yeah? are you there with me, baby?

tattoo artist!ellie who comes right along with you. she swears she sees the creator from above for a moment, flashes of white cloud her vision as you continue to fuck her, pulling every last drop until it’s spilling over your cunt, it’s not until then are you satisfied. you collapse on her, your breasts softly smashed against her own, a whine leaving your lips, hot breath on ellie’s ear nearly makes her buck up back into you.

“c’mon, get this pretty ass up and arched. have to taste this pretty pussy before it kills me not to.” ellie whispers but the two of you know it’s not a request, it’s a command. happily, you obey.

[happyheidi]

𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝗌

[expelliarmus]

[daniiterritory]

first actual post heree… hi . take my gwennies ^_^

[erwinsvow]

we all know rafe is rough in bed but there’s something so heart warming about rafe making love to shy ready for the first time 🥲

"how come you're being so nice?" you question from your position. rafe heaves out a breath, trying not to collapse all of his body weight on top of you, finding it incredibly hard not to do so. you're pretty to the point of distraction, sweet to the point of insanity.

"m'always nice." rafe says, appreciating the way you try to squirm even when you're pinned in place. your eyes flutter shut when you feel his breath on your skin.

he likes you like this—though you're almost always soft and compliant, this is special. this feels different.

"know what i mean rafey." the words are breathed out, chest heaving and eyes clamped shut. he knows why—you get too flustered if you catch the way he's looking at you right now.

"no, i don't. why don't you explain, hm?"

you almost want to cry. you know what he's doing, know he's doing it on purpose. you're minutes away from getting what you've been waiting for patiently. you want rafe and he wants you, but like always, he's making it difficult. you wish you could find the words to ask for it, think straight for long enough to get rafe to give in already.

but rafe is a tease, and he likes making you wait and watching you in the process. skin hot to the touch, shuddery breaths, wet eyes. you look up at rafe and all the air rushes out of your lungs.

"i thought you'd be mean about it. rough." rafe is so fucked—even the word leaving your mouth feels wrong to him. "you're being so nice."

"maybe you bring it outta me." you think you've lost the last of your senses when he says that. "y'ready?" he leans in to press a kiss to your lips and your eyes close again. still closed, you reply.

"i've been ready since i met you."

[gofishygo]

the contrast between deadf1sh in their first promo art from octo expansion compared to the bankara walker teasers... am so mentally unwell

LIKE--- the colour around them ??!?!?! how the windows indicate they are finally on the surface and no longer trapped ?!?!?!? the plants that symbolise life as contrast to the original trailer for side order and the lack of life in their og art ??!?! the softer colour pallette compared to the harsher octo one, where red is much more prominent!?!?!?!

and the light in their eyes and the subtle unsure expression as they start to adapt to having music as a hobby instead of it consuming them. and how they represent that in how they take off the glasses and put the headphones to the side.... and their piercings !!!!!!!! acht went outside and talked to other inkfish got those themself, as a form of self expression, without having to be influenced by octarian society or the likes of kamabo co...

theyre finally beginning to learn what it is to be living again, and learning to be safe, and learning to goof around again...... im so okay im good trust i promise

[crowdeerdire]

WAIT WAIT WAIT I DIDN'T THINK THIS WAS REALLY APART OF THE GAME!! I had seen someone post it but I thought it was edited??? AND THEN?? SUDDENLY??? I GET THIS REACTION??? I've played this game so many times (major comfort game) AND I'M STILL FINDING NEW LINES??

AHHHH edit:

This is the other line I got for the first time in this playthrough? And I got it after Baxter first visited and was flirting with you? And I said I didn't mind and Cove was like... :eyes: So yeah, if you're trying to get that line that's all I can give you for right now! I hope y'all get Cove canonly calling your horny on your playthroughs!