#good gracious ass is bodacious

[lionfloss]

[whollyfree]

HIS FUCKING DUMPTRUCK ASS BRUH ARE WE SERIOUS ???????????

[dinovrse]

The Cafe That Brought Us Together.☕

OT13 x Reader (SMAU)

Alternative Title : I can feel something brewing between the two of us.

Contains : Fluff , Cafe au , University au

Warning : swearing in some parts of the smau.

Sypnosis : Carat cafe has been becoming quite popular lately , it seems like it became quite famous for bringing people together and also being a hotspot for single people in Going University , maybe you can be the next one to be in a relationship !

Taglist : request me or DM me personally :)

Released. . .

I latte you alot.🦌 (Joshua)

Sypnosis : Joshua was having a very boring shift while working in a cafe and suddenly you walked in !

Good Gracious , Ass is Bodacious.😇 (Jeonghan)

Sypnosis : Jeonghan enters Carat cafe to meet his Barista friend Joshua but sees a hot staff and compliments their looks and maybe something else too 🤔

Unreleased. . .

Clumsiness is Key to Winning Hearts !.🐶 (Mingyu)

Sypnosis : Around the university Mingyu was known to be hot but they never knew how clumsy he was until he became a staff member in Carat cafe !

You Don't Like Iced Americanos?.👽 (Vernon)

Sypnosis : One day , Vernon enters a library to borrow a book and was helped by a kind stranger who helps the librarian time to time ! Vernon is thankful and wants to see the stranger again , definitely not because he found them hot !

Aegi My Ass !.🦕 (Dino)

Sypnosis : Dino sees a hot person in Carat cafe and wonders how he should approach them and ask them on a date , luckily (or is it?) Jeonghan has a solution and helps Dino !

. . .

Just made this a series because why not LMAO.

[skylarmoon71]

Miguel O' Hara (Across the Spider-Verse) AU- Extra

If he thought you were intolerable before, you’re insufferable now.

Now that you were aware of his feelings, you spent every free moment teasing him.

“Good morning Mr. O’Hara.”

You were smiling way too big at eight in the morning.

“Good morning,” 

His gruff tone replied.

You got to work shortly after the greeting, and he’d just glimpse at you ever now and then. At one point he caught your eyes and he scolded himself for getting distracted so easily.

“It must be hard working so closely with me when you’re head over heels in love sir.”

There it was

“I mean I know my beauty might be distracting, but try to hold yourself back. Unless you want to take me right here and now.”

You flipped off the little suit jacket on your shoulder dramatically, striking a pose with the back of your hand on the top of your forehead.

“Please be gentle sir.”

He snapped the pen he held in half.

“GET OUT!!”

You were giggling the whole way out and he dropped his head on the desk. Somehow you’d gotten the upper hand.

~

More often you found yourself watching little clips people have taken of Miguel fighting crime. This particular one he’d stopped four robbers. Successfully tying them against a pole with the cash for the police to take in. The video seems to zoom into him from behind and your eyes run over the comments. All of which seemed to be centered around his very nice booty. An idea sparked in your head and you grinned wickedly.

Later that afternoon most of the employees had already left. You’d completed most of your errands and you came back into Miguel's office. You weren’t surprised to see him browsing through his computer.

“Mr. O’ Hara, I think there was a mix up with the Truman project, would you mind grabbing it for me.”

He nods, heading over to the shelf to get it. When he gets there, his brows raise at the small speaker on his shelf that he had no recollection of putting there. He turns back to you in question, but you already have your phone out.

Hot in...

So hot in herre...

So hot in...

I was like, good gracious ass bodacious

Flirtatcious, tryin to show faces

Lookin for the right time to shoot my steam (you know)

You were bobbing your head to the song and he could feel his eyebrow twitch, clearly agitated. He wasn’t sure what was worse, the fact that it’s clear you have no shame, or you seem to know all the lyrics to the song.

Lookin for the right time to flash them keys

Then um I'm leavin, please believin

Me and the rest of my heathens

Check it, got it locked at the top of the four seasons

Penthouse, roof top, birds I feedin

No deceivin, nothin up my sleeve, no teas-

He crushed the electronic in his palm and you stared.

“H-Hey that cost money you know!!”

“Maybe next time you’ll be more careful with your items. He dropped the shattered pieces on the floor, moving back to his seat.

That was the end of that.

It’s fun to mess with Miguel. It’s just so easy and his expressions are the cutest. Another part of you does it because you know the serious cases he deals with on a daily basis. If you could do just a little to lessen the load he carried, you would.

Much like your day, sometimes your nights would collide.

It’s not really that strange for him to drop by your place in his spider suit anymore.

The first few times it's like he was checking to make sure you were okay. So when you see his familiar silhouette on your balcony, you’re not that surprised. You keep flicking through the channels on your television set.

“How was your little night patrol? Did you catch any bad guys?”

No reply.

So you turn.

His head is hung low and when he finally removes his mask. He won’t really meet your eyes, and you drop the remote, rushing out of your bed. In seconds you're at his side.

“What’s wrong!?”

He looks physically fine, which is a relief. But his eyes hold so much sorrow.

“I was.. too late..”

He sounds so defeated. You can only imagine what he’s gone through. Miguel is not one to show his vulnerabilities or ask for help. So the fact that he’s standing here right now says a lot. If you could take away all that pain, you would in an instant. Your hands reach up and you wrap them around his torso, hugging him. This is all you can offer. It takes a moment, but he hugs back. You can feel how tense his muscles are. How they all seem to relax as he lets out a shaky breath.

He’s hurting.

This isn’t something your usual quick witted jokes can fix.

You pull away slowly to look up at him. You can feel the reluctance in his hold to fully part from you.

“Why don’t you stay over tonight. I bought a couple things the last time you came crash landing here. I’ll heat up the bath for you, how does that sound?”

He nods slowly.

“It sounds good, thank you.”

“Of course.”

You brush your hand along his cheek, smiling at him.

“I don’t know how, but it’ll be okay.”

He’d believe just about anything you say. He never thought you would become someone he’d bring his troubles to. It’s hard doing this everyday and pushing his pain to the side. He always lectured himself to be strong. Not to depend on anyone other than his late brother. People always did what was beneficial for themselves.

Yet here you are, offering him comfort. A place to lay his head. A shoulder to lean on. He feels like he’d robbed himself of this for so long.

You move to take a step to get the items he needs, but he grabs your hand. You can see that he hadn’t meant to do that. He looks as though he’s about to apologize, but you shake your head. Pushing unto your toes, you leave a kiss on his cheek. When you part, your smile has his heart hammering,

“I’m not going anywhere.”

Somehow that’s exactly what he needed to hear.

So he steps into your bathroom and cleans up. You’d taken his suit and threw it into the wash. He steps out maybe fifteen minutes later wearing a t-shirt and sweats. The towel is placed on the top of his head that’s still partially damp. You slide to the bottom of your bed, gesturing him over. He drops right next to your feet and you giggle as you take the towel and begin drying his hair. He’s so obedient and it’s endearing.

“He’s like a domesticated cat now.”

There’s a bit of a soft side that comes out when he’s around you. You’re grateful that he doesn’t always hide it. More than that, you like that he hadn’t gone home to be alone with his thoughts. Just the idea of him in the dark beating himself up for something that was obviously out of his control brings an uncomfortable feeling to your chest. Your motions stop and he turns his head. Your hands take his cheeks, and the towel slides to the floor. He means to question you, but you lean forward and the second he feels the warmth of your lips, his brain shuts down. He’s just sitting there a bit wide eyed. You hold him for one, two..three seconds. Then you pull back.

“Whenever you need someone, I’ll be here. No matter what happens, I have your back. Please don’t ever forget that.”

He’s not sure he can give a response that would truly express how he feels. He leans up, and you smile when his lips meet yours. He seems very eager. Your fingers get lost in his hair. It takes a moment for you to realize that he’s rising. You only register it when his body is hovering over you.

Your breathing is no longer steady, and he places you down against the pillows.

“M-Miguel..”

You sound a bit uncertain. It’s the first time he’s ever seen you like this. It's a welcomed change from your usual teasing tone.

“Sí, cariño.”

You’re not one for promiscuous relationships. This step is something you take very seriously. He can see it from your expression. He’s quite the same. It’s not that much of a shock. Trust issues tended to do that. The last girlfriend he recalls having was back in high school. Way before his abilities manifested.

“It’s okay, we don’t have to go any further if you’re not ready.”

You shake your head.

“I’m ready.”

You look so sure, so willing and he has to bite his bottom lip to hold himself back.

“You don’t have to force yourself because of me.” He turns his head, and you grab his cheeks before he can get lost in his own thoughts.

“I’m not forcing myself. I do want this.”

“Te deseo.”

He thinks.

His eyes move back to your waist. It’s then that he realized that you weren’t wearing any pants. He can see your panties that peek from under your oversized shirt. His nose catches a hint of an aroma and he licks his lips.

“What does she taste like..”

He can’t help but imagine it. Your scent is starting to filter through. He can just taste your desire in the air. You catch the subtle change of his irises and you gulp.

“I-Is everything okay.”

“Que maravilla.”

“A-Are you sure? Because you’re looking at me like a piece of steak.”

He just grins and it really doesn’t help. Your mouth is claimed by his soft ones, and your brows knit in satisfaction. His hand slides easily under your shirt and you barely hold back a moan when he goes straight for your underwear. His finger runs over your folds and you pull back with a gasp.

“M-Miguel!!”

Your back arches, because the slickness offers him a chance to guide his finger in.

“You’re all wet cariño,”

He tsked, and you sent him your best glare.

“W-What the hell do you expe-ah!”

You jolt when he adds another finger. You're gripping at his shoulders, and he welcomes the needy hold.

“Too much?” He questions softly.

You shake your head, and the second he moves his fingers inside you, your body reacts. He pushes them at an angle, and you’re honestly surprised that you haven’t cum yet. Miguel slides them out, only to force them back in. You cry out, and he leaves a light kiss on the base of your neck. Your thighs are squeezing tightly against his hand. He can’t help but imagine how they would feel around his neck.

“Spread your legs.”

You’re surprised at the demand, and you mean to call him out on the very arousing statement, but when he begins to move south, his intentions are clear. He slips your underwear off in record time.

“W-Wait Miguel!”

He’s already between your thighs and you fight back a moan when he slides your legs forward. They are basically on his shoulders and he dives in. His tongue slips between your folds and you sob at how incredible it all feels. His tongue is probing and so very hot. He’s licking and sucking as if he’s been starved. He was quite literally devouring you in the best way possible.

“Delicious..”

He mumbles out.

“D-Don’t talk while you’re down there!” You protest. It was as if he was trying to drive you crazy.

His tongue strokes you in a particular spot and you can’t stop your release. It rips through your body like a storm. You’re spasming for what feels like a full minute, and Miguel laps it up greedily. When you finally come down from your high, he’s drawing back, licking the edge of his fang. His eyes are almost glowing in the dull lit room.

He pulls his shirt over his head, and you watch from your spot, enjoying the show. You take in every ridge, each tight muscle. You’re a bit surprised that his shirt is able to cover so much. His sweats are next to follow and you take in the size of him.

“Shit..”

He lowers back to the bed and you sit up slowly, lifting your own shirt over your head. You’re a bit bashful. You can’t help but cover your chest. It’s not so much that you’re self conscious. You’re just not used to this. It’s been such a long time since you’ve been with anyone. You hadn’t realized until now just how much you’ve wanted this.

“I want to see you.” He urges.

Your hands slowly lower, and that hungry look returns to his eyes at the sight of you.

“Hermosa.”

You shiver at the drop in his voice.

“I should tie you up and make you scream for all the times you’ve driven me crazy..”

That excites you, and he presses you into the bed as begins leaving kisses at every spot of your body that he can.

He pulls back for a moment, just to admire you. When his eyes meet your own, he takes in the bashful look on your face. His body easily covers your own. He can see the blush on your cheeks, the anticipation in your eyes as you lay there so helpless to his touch. His fingers dance along your thighs as he parts your legs.

Breathing staggered, eyes glazed, you anticipate it all.

Your body trembles when you feel his member brush your thighs.

You can’t help but glance down.

“Oh my…”

You’re pretty much soaked. Just from the sight of him.

“Having second thoughts.” He teases.

“N-No!”

Miguel smirks, thumb massaging your skin.

When he finally enters, you let out a shaky moan. Miguel groans himself.

You’ve always assumed that Miguel is a pretty big guy. But seeing really is believing. You’re somewhat impressed that he actually fits.

For a second you weren’t sure.

When he finally settles, you both seem to pause, an attempt to catch your breath. His eyes reflect that ruby glow. His hand moves your face and he brushes your hair back.

There’s something much softer in his gaze. You’re not used to this. Seeing such a tender side to him.

He kisses you, and you lean into it happily. Miguel smiles against your lips and his hips thrust forward. You part, crying out. Miguel brows knits as his breathing increases.

“Couldn’t help myself..” He says softly.

Another thrust and you’re fighting to grab onto something. To anchor yourself as he drives you mad.

“Se siente tan bien..”

He mumbles into your ear.

You whimper, hands laying on his shoulders as he picks up the pace. Every time your hips meet a moan follows.

“M-Miguel!!”

He knows.

Your body has become so sensitive, so he’s not very surprised at your cries.

His attention is to elect more of those screams.

All night long.

~

Miguel is a man who delivers.

Because you wake at some time later the next afternoon.

The light is peaking through the curtains. You turn, the faint soreness of your body registers, and you take notice of the hulk of the man lying beside you. His hair is adorable ruffled against the pillow, face relaxed. There’s no sight of that permanent frown. Just the beautiful auburn color of his skin. You can’t stop yourself from sliding your fingers into his thick hair. It’s so soft. His brows furrow for a second, and he lets out a soft breath.

“(Y/N)...”

His little whisper of your name makes your cheeks red. You leave a kiss on his shoulder, then another on his forehead, the side of his jaw. He lulls awake, that ruby stare catching you by surprise.

“Cariño..?”

His head turns and you kiss him happily. He groaned in the back of his throat. Clearly not expecting you to attack him as soon as he woke up. You climb on top, and he finds his hands settling on the curve of your waist. 

Your body pressed this closely, it’s hard for him not to get excited. You finally part, and you can see his fangs peeking out. You grin at his lapse in control.Your lips drift to his neck, and his eyes close. When you sink your teeth into his skin lightly he lets out a startled little moan. You brush your tongue against the mark.

“You’re not the only one who gets to be possessive.”

You coo, nibbling on his ear. Miguel shivers at the pleasured sparks that rush through his body.

He can’t deny he likes being marked by you. 

[philcollinsenjoyer]

i was like good gracious ass bodacious ah

[thickbootybrotha]

Goodness gracious ass bodacious

[greatgazooaiart]

Good gracious ass is bodacious

[hecantsaveyou]

I WAS LIKE— GOOD GRACIOUS ASS IS BODACIOUS

[vero-chan]

Considering my wife is going to need more extensive and aggressive chemo, and her insurance is now gonna be out of pocket...

I'm debating trying to do art more regularly again, and see if I can get people interested in commissioning some.

But goodness-gracious-ass-bodacious am I rusty.

[lightsonparkave]

So hot in, so hot in here So hot in... (Ah) Oh! Want a little bit of (Uh, uh), and a little bit of (Uh, uh) Just a little bit of, just a little bit of Just a little bit of, just a little bit of I was like, good gracious, ass is bodacious (Uh) Flirtatious, tryna show patience (Ah) I'm waitin' for the right time to shoot my steez (You know) Waitin' for the right time to flash them keys Then, uh, I'm leavin', please believe in (Oh) Me and the rest of my heathens Check it, got it locked at the top of the Fo' Seasons Penthouse, rooftop, birds I'm feedin' No deceivin', nothin' up my sleeve and No teasin', I need you to Get up, up on the dance floor Give that man what he askin' for (Oh) 'Cause I feel like bustin' loose And I feel like touchin' you, uh, uh And can't nobody stop the juice So baby, tell me, what's the use? I said It's gettin' hot in here (So hot) So take off all your clothes (Ayy) I am gettin' so hot (Uh, uh, uh, uh) I wanna take my clothes off (Oh) It's gettin' hot in here (So hot) So take off all your clothes (Ayy) I am gettin' so hot (Uh, uh, uh, uh) I wanna take my clothes off (Let it hang all out) Why you at the bar if you ain't poppin' the bottles? (C'mon) What good is all the fame if you ain't fuckin' the models? I see you drivin' sports cars, ain't hittin' the throttle And I'll be down to do a hundred, top down and goggles Got off the freeway, exit 106, and parked it Ash tray, flip gate, time to spark it Went Gucci collar for dollar, got out and walked it I spit game 'cause, baby, I can't talk it Warm (Uh), sweatin' (Uh), it's hot up in this joint Vokal tank top on at this point You wit' a winner so, baby, you can't lose I got secrets can't leave Cancun So take it off like you're home alone You know, dance in front your mirror while you're on the phone Checkin' your reflection and tellin' your best friend Like, "Girl, I think my butt gettin' big!" (Oh) It's gettin' hot in here (So hot) So take off all your clothes (Ayy) I am gettin' so hot (Uh, uh, uh, uh) I wanna take my clothes off (Oh) It's gettin' hot in here (So hot) So take off all your clothes (Ayy) I am gettin' so hot (Uh, uh, uh, uh) I wanna take my clothes off (Let it hang all out) Mix a little bit of (Ah, ah) with a little bit of (Ah, ah) Let it just fall out Give a little bit of (Ah, ah) with a little bit of (Ah, ah) Let it hang all out With a little bit of (Ah, ah) and a sprinkle of that (Ah, ah) Let it just fall out I like it when ya (Ah, ah), girl, baby make it (Ah, ah) Oh Stop pacin', time wastin' I got a friend with a pole in the basement (What?) I'm just kiddin' like Jason (Oh) Unless you gon' do it Extra, extra (Ayy), spread the news (Check it) Nelly took a trip from the Lou' to the Neptunes Came back with somethin' thicker than fittin' in Sasoons Say she got a thing about cuttin' in restrooms (Oh) It's gettin' hot in here (So hot) So take off all your clothes (Ayy) I am gettin' so hot (Uh, uh, uh, uh) I wanna take my clothes off (Oh) It's gettin' hot in here (So hot) So take off all your clothes (Ayy) I am gettin' so hot (Uh, uh, uh, uh) I wanna take my clothes off (Let it hang all out) It's gettin' hot in here (So hot, now) So take off all your clothes (Ayy) I am gettin' so hot (Check it, uh, uh, uh, uh) I wanna take my clothes off (Oh) It's gettin' hot in here (So hot) So take off all your clothes (Oh) I am gettin' so hot (Bring, it, bring it) I wanna take my clothes off (Let it hang all out) Mix a little bit of (Ah, ah) with a little bit of (Ah, ah) Let it just fall out Give a little bit of (Ah, ah) with a little bit of (Ah, ah) Let it hang all out With a little bit of (Ah, ah) and a sprinkle of that (Ah, ah) Let it just fall out I like it when ya (Ah, ah), girl, baby make it (Ah, ah) Oh

[starpunchsoup]

GOOD GRACIOUS ASS IS BODACIOUS

[dinovrse]

Good Gracious, Ass is Bodacious.😇

Jeonghan x Reader (SMAU)

Alternative Title : Sometimes you got to be straightforward in life !

Warning : Ass talk ?? , Swearing

Contains : Strangers to lovers, Cafe au , University au, Fluff

Sypnosis : Jeonghan enters Carat cafe to meet his Barista friend Joshua but sees a hot staff and compliments their looks and maybe something else too 🤔

“What a fine day” Joshua thought to himself as he sipped his coffee looking outside the window as if he wasn't the barista in Carat cafe. Surely nothing could break his peace well there was only one person who could make him lose his shit but he's not here , well that was until he heard the bell ring... And wow speak of the devil , Yoon Jeonghan makes his way upto Joshua who's simply minding his own buisness.

“Well hello Mister Gentleman , where's that free coffee that I said you owed me?” Jeonghan remarked with a sly smirk as he gave his well known Loki smile to Joshua , which made shivers go down his spine.

“ Didn't I-” and before Joshua could continue a hot ass fine person comes out and calls Joshua and tells him that his 5 minute break is over (And that was you 🫵).

“Holy shit ... Shua why didn't you tell me you had a hot co-worker!?” Jeonghan whispered to Joshua as he silently checked you out.

“You didn't ask?”

“Watch me work my magic.”

“Um... Thanks? You too." You replied to Jeonghan with a flirty wink as Joshua gaped at the interaction.

‘Are they being fucking fr in my face rn??’ Joshua wondered as he only looked speechless from the interaction, especially when Jeonghan asked you for your number.

Weeks later. . .

My braincells have left me and I came back alive to post this.

[modarthelp]

good gracious ass bodacious

@floralafterdark from Twitter/X

i've been really digging this CSP brush setting for lineart (aka me finding the brush most similar to oC1.1's default pen and adjusting that)

[the-pappu-that-cant-dance]

Good gracious, ass is bodacious

[glow-kitten]

GOOD gracious, ASS is BOdacious

[groovetrill]

Want a little bit of (Uh, uh), and a little bit of (Uh, uh)

Just a little bit of, just a little bit of

Just a little bit of, just a little bit of

I was like, good gracious, ass is bodacious (Uh)

Flirtatious, tryna show patience (Ah)

I'm waitin' for the right time to shoot my steez (You know)

Waitin' for the right time to flash them keys

Then, uh, I'm leavin', please believe in (Oh)

Me and the rest of my heathens

Check it, got it locked at the top of the Fo' Seasons

Penthouse, rooftop, birds I'm feedin'

No deceivin', nothin' up my sleeve and

No teasin', I need you to

Get up, up on the dance floor

Give that man what he askin' for (Oh)

'Cause I feel like bustin' loose

And I feel like touchin' you, uh, uh

And can't nobody stop the juice

So baby, tell me, what's the use? I said

It's gettin' hot in here (So hot)

So take off all your clothes (Ayy)

{I am gettin' so hot} (Uh, uh, uh, uh)

{I wanna take my clothes off} (Oh)

It's gettin' hot in here (So hot)

So take off all your clothes (Ayy)

{I am gettin' so hot} (Uh, uh, uh, uh)

{I wanna take my clothes off} (Let it hang all out)