#insp: belle d

[issamultistan]

fuck the attitude. | park sunghoon

paring: highschool!sunghoon x fem!reader

wc: 2,905 (two thousand, nine hundred, five)

warnings: nsfw content, cursing, mentions of alcohol/drugs and the use of them, not proofread

contents: dom!sunghoon, brat-ish!reader, partygirl!reader, (at first) shy!sunghoon, mean!sunghoon, sunghoon has four fwbs, mentions of hyung line and txt's yeonjun, dirty talk, degradation, oral (f receiving), overstimulation, creampie, unprotected sex, dacryphilia, nipple play, spanking/slapping, fucking in a strangers bed???, use of “sweetheart” , “slut”

notes : INSP BY THIS??? CAPTION??? HELLO D-D SUNGHOON WAS TO HOT PASSING AWAY I NEED HIM OHMYGOD. this was supposed to be a horny thought but i got carried away... LMAOOO

also the way this a year old 😭😭 sorry i disappeared on y’all fr … I ALSO FORGOT TO ADD EVERYONE IS LEGAL 18 OR OVER 18 !!

“what?” sunghoon questions when you abruptly disturbed his concentration.

“c’mon it'll be fun, hoon!” you smile at the male. sunghoon grimaced when he heard the endearment, were the the two of you that close?

well, no.

it all started back in the beginning of senior year, only a few months ago, where you first met sunghoon in your sketching class. he was very quiet at first, too quiet for your tastes. i mean, you were the school renowned party girl. you could be seen at any party that your high school held, no matter if you knew the hosts or not. on the other hand, sunghoon was very different from you. he kept to himself, only having a few close friends, yet still was known as the “pretty prince on ice.” after all, he was amazing at figure skating. your personalities were so different; at least at first.

when you asked sunghoon to attend a party with you, sunghoon nearly wanted to run out of the classroom and never talk to you again. why would you want sunghoon to tag along some stupid party with a bunch of horny and drunk adults?

“okay, no. i am not going to a stranger’s party.” sunghoon drops his sketching pencil to look straight at you. “i don’t wanna go.” he finalizes.

you groan quietly, “why can’t you have some fun? i’m sure heeseung, jay, and jake are gonna be there too.” you smile at sunghoon when you mention his friends. he knew you were going to drag them in soon enough.

“i told you, y/n. no. besides, i have practice.” park sunghoon was lying straight out of his mouth. he only had practices sunday through thursday, but of course, you didn't know that. closing up your notebook you took a good look at the boy across from you.

“no wonder you’re a virgin.” you say, barely above a whisper.

“excuse you?”

a slight laugh exits your mouth, “i mean, if you never go to parties, you surely have never dicked a girl down before. if you have, you’re probably terrible at it and you probably haven't even drank or done drugs.” you chew on your bottom lip as you see sunghoon’s face contort from disgust to anger.

park sunghoon was mad. like really mad.

before the boy could say anything, the school bell rang throughout the campus building, cutting off any words that could've left sunghoon’s mouth.

when you packed up your stuff, you lean against your shared table, “i saw how you got mad, if you wanna prove me wrong, pull up to daniel choi’s house. i wanna see you there, hoonie.”

a slight smirk appears on your face to the point sunghoon wanted to smack it off. the fake sweetness that laced your words got him even more annoyed too. oh, he’s going to prove you wrong.

he’s sure of it.

after the small conversation you had with sunghoon, you wondered why he got so mad. like of course he would since you insulted his sex status, but what made him nearly yell at you? it surely couldn't have just been he was a virgin, right? or the fact he didn't drink or do drugs? it was genuinely the first time you saw sunghoon experience another emotion other than just neutral. even if it piqued your interests, you simply swatted it off your mind.

“hey, y/n!” a voice calls out from you down the hall. you look back and you see jake sim, a friend of yours and sunghoon.

“oh hi, jake! what's up?” jake rarely ever talks to you, even if the both of you had the same calculus class last period.

“hoon’s mad at you.” a slight downturned smile hooks his mouth as he says his words.

you rolls your eyes at him, “i wonder why.”

jake sighs, “he won't say what got him so mad, he just kinda said it was your fault.” the boy shrugs his shoulders as the two of you enter into class.

as the two of you sat down to whatever seat you wanted, you purse your lips, “all i said was he was a virgin because he never went to parties.”

the blond boy stares at you weirdly, as if you said something offensive. “you said what?”

“it’s not that big of a deal, he just can’t take a joke. like if i said that to you, you’d take it lightheartedly, right?” you look at jake expectantly.

“y/n, it doesn’t work like that… besides, what do you know about hoon?” jake scoffs at your previous words.

“let’s see, he’s quiet, ice skates really well... and that’s it. he’s really plain.” you laugh at your own words.

“yeah, and if you were closer to him you’d know he has like four girls on his dick right now.”

what.

“sunghoon? park sunghoon. mr. pretty prince on ice? no way.” your mouth twisted a bit at jake’s sentence. was he really being serious?

“you didn't know? he has a lot of friends with benefits type relationships. all of the girls he’s fucked always say he’s like a sex god.” jake whispers as he sees more students enter into the once empty classroom. “if you don’t change your attitude, he's probably gonna fuck it outta you.” jake jokes before the class bell rang, signaling classes were slowly going to go into session.

for the rest of class, you couldn’t think of a single thought about calc. all you could think was sunghoon.

four friends with benefits? fucked many girls? a sex god? he’d fuck your attitude out of you? what other secrets did sunghoon hid from you? well, you didn't have to take long because just in a few hours, you’ll see.

the clock strikes 21:35 (9:35 pm), meaning daniel’s party would start soon. daniel, or previously known as yeonjun, was an alumni of the current high school you were attending. you first met him in year 9 (freshman) year when he was in year 12 (senior). he quickly became the older-brother-type friend that you would become closer to as the years pass. even though daniel was committed to his college courses, he still had that high school wild party side in him. so every once in awhile, he’d host parties at his (insanely large) house.

as you take a look at the time, you start to get ready, texting your friends now and then, deciding what to wear. once you finished getting ready, you take a glance at the clock again. 22:18 (10:18pm). perfect.

you finish yourself up and met your friends outside as all of you drove to daniel’s house. even if you were already having fun with your friends, a particular someone stayed in your head. butterflies were swarming your stomach as you kept on thinking of jake’s words, “if you don't change your attitude, he’s probably gonna fuck it outta you.”

what were you thinking? it’s not like sunghoon was going to fuck you... unless?

the smell was just putrid. sex, alcohol, drugs, sex, alcohol, did you say sex yet? it was only half an hour into the party and yet you can see multiple people passed out on daniel's living room couch, a bunch of horny teenagers trying to suck their faces off, a group trying cocaine for the first time, park sunghoon looking so fucking hot, and— park sunghoon? didn’t he have practice?

too dumbfounded by the way sunghoon looked, daniel spotted you. “y/n!” you nearly knocked daniel down by jumping into his arms and hugging daniel. “you’ve grown so much! how’s been senior year?” he asks, trying to stabilize himself from nearly falling back first.

“it’s been great, danny.” the nickname brings a wave to nostalgia as he gives you a red solo cup of some random alcohol you could care less about.

time passes and you surprisingly haven’t drunken much nor did any lines of coke, smoked a blunt, touched molly— you get it. instead, you kept an eye out on sunghoon. as said he has specifically four girls he has his hands constantly. what a player. you internally roll your eyes at the man only a few feet away from you in the kitchen. sure, he was attractive. it’s not like he could pound you until your brain is fucked out in the best way, making sure his cock is brushing so deep in your pussy— what the fuck.

daniel thankfully interrupts your stupid thoughts by pushing you another cup of alcohol, “drink?”

you smile at his completely drunken state, “thanks, danny.”

“i think that should be enough for tonight, sweetheart.” the deep voice made you flinch, making your back hit the person’s chest. it's none other than park sunghoon, in the flesh, looking obnoxiously hot.

“who are you to decide how much i drink?” you quirk an eyebrow at the taller boy, taking a liking to the nickname.

“i just think that some people shouldn’t drink too much.” sunghoon says nonchalantly.

before you can properly retort back something witty, daniel stands on the kitchen counter. “i’m just gonna say this once because i’m probaby gonna be wasted soon but let’s do a cheers because i say so!” daniel was wacked out of his mind but, it was a funny kind of wacky. you raise your cup along with everyone else in the room and cheers with daniel. you take a glace back at sunghoon and instantly regretted it.

as he rose his cup, he bites his lower lip attractively, making his dimples become prominent to the eye. he then downs his drink in one fast gulp, sighing from the alcoholic drink afterwards. “you’re staring too hard, sweetheart.”

“i’m not.” this time you were the one lying out of your mouth. “why would you care? didn’t you have practice to attend? or your little girlies?”

a scoff comes from sunghoon, “sorry i lied, sweetheart. i don’t need them either, i have better things to do.” he presses a hand against the counter next to you, practically caging you in his body.

“like me?” you joke at first.

“yeah, like you.” a smirk appears on his face as he looks down at you. sunghoon knew too well what he was doing. the eye contact was unbearable, your breathing became ragged, and your drink moving around in your cup due to how shaky your hands have gotten. you bit your lip to silence yourself of saying anything more embarrassing.

“where’s that little y/n that teased me for being a virgin, huh? because all i see is a little slut just begging for my cock in her.” sunghoon playfully moans in your ear as he says the word “begging”.

gluping down the nervousness you try to think of something to say, “i’m not begging unless... you... i don't know... fuck the attitude outta me.” you mock sunghoon by moaning “fuck” and restating the words jake told you earlier.

“oh, i will.”

sunghoon immediately pulls you to a random room upstairs in daniel’s house and pushes you towards the bed, making you bounce lightly on the mattress.

“i’m gonna fucking ruin you.” and that’s what sunghoon did. stripping you from your jeans and panties, he latches his lips over your clit, sucking harshly at the bud. your hands find his black roots, pulling him closer to your cunt.

“so fucking needy, aren’t you? you’re so cock hungry for me, huh? haven’t even done anything but sucking on your stupid clit.” sunghoon mutters against your labia. his voice vibrates against you in the best way possible.

“fuck— yes i am— only for you!” you weakly murmur, unable to create full sentences with the amount of pleasure sunghoon provided. his strong arms wraps around your thighs, pushing you down to the mattress. your legs also find their way around his head, making his tongue fully insert itself into your hot cunt. lapping at your juices, in just a few minutes, sunghoon’s face became all messy. your voice raises in pitch as you sputter out, “coming— sunghoon!”

even if your high came crashing down, sunghoon smirks against your cunt, “yeah that’s right, come for me, say my name when you come.” a smack against your ass rippled through your veins as sunghoon kept on devouring you whole. with that, sunghoon bores his eyes into your as he flattened his tongue right on your cunt. you couldn’t look away. it was too much, you were so close coming undone over sunghoon’s tongue again.

“no— sunghoon— too much— want your cock.” your voice trembled but you tried everything you could to at least sound coherent enough.

“hmm? too much? don’t you mean too good? you’re gonna take everything i give you, got that?”

you felt like you were on cloud nine. even if sunghoon was just eating you out, he looks good doing it. a little too good. a smug smile as he eats you out, his nose and mouth all up in your pussy, and his strong arms hooking under you to make sure you don’t move. everything was so attractive.

with one last flick of his tongue, you came for the second time that night. you weren’t the one who would have multiple orgasms but, you might just have to try it because of sunghoon.

in such a short amount of time, you came twice. all from sunghoon eating you out. jake wasn’t joking around. sunghoon is like a sex god.

your thighs immediately clamp up after sunghoon removes himself from your pussy. he raised up to take off the layers he had on him but he laughs at you once he sees you trying to regain breaths, “awhh, is my tongue too much for you sweetheart? i didn’t even finger you. this stupid little cunt just loves coming, huh?”

one of his hands fiddle with his jeans, taking them off, while the other slides to your slick cunt and slaps it a few times. each time more and more of his saliva and your cum splats on his hands, causing him to get impossibly harder.

“i’m gonna fuck you, gonna fuck you so hard you’re crying for me to fill you up.” sunghoon grunts as he presses his tip on your opening, gaining the wetness on his cock. you simply moan back, you wanted his cock. you wanted to go dumb on his cock. that was all you needed.

once his cock fully slides in you, he takes no chance and starts roughly thrusting into you. it didn’t take that long for you to start moaning his name again. the bed was rocking to his motions, your hands on his chest trying to have some balance while his hands are secure on your thighs; pushing them along to his pace.

“ngh— sunghoon, fuck! more please, please sunghoon i need more—!” you mindlessly babble. you were experiencing so much pleasure, you didn’t even know you wanted more. your brain and your heart were jumbled up together.

“yeah? more? you want more you needy slut? alright, i’ll give you more.” hoon starts peeling off your top and bra, fighting the urge to just rip them off. he then grabs your sensitive nipples and twists them. the shocking pleasure has you nearly screaming for sunghoon. there’s so much happening, you couldn’t care if anyone could hear you outside.

“does it feel good, y/nnn?” slurring his words near the of you name. “look at you shutting your eyes, you love this!” sunghoon laughs as he kept on having a stable pace. his cock is so loose in you and the tip is practically abusing your cervix over and over.

sighing, moaning, groaning, grunting, whimpering was the only thing left in the room. along with sunghoon’s cock in you, of course. you were at the brink of that knot completely snapping in your stomach. it was so close; it was right there. tears even start dripping down to your cheeks, not in sadness or pain. but in delight.

the waves of pleasure were crashing down soon. they were waves crashing slowly. you needed those waves where they’d crash down fast. third orgasm was even better than the first.

“sweetheart, you’re crying? crying on my cock? fuck— you’re desperate to come.” sunghoon grunts as another bead of sweat starts dripping along his hairline. he was on the edge too, he needed it as much as you. a barely heard “mhmm!” escaped your lips as a response.

“god— sunghoon! use me— wanna have your cum in me— please!” you creak out. sunghoon laughs at your poor attempt of talking.

the warm, nearly silky feeling of my white strings of his cum was all in your pussy. snug, full, and filled. sunghoon’s arms gives up and falls right besides you.

“don’t ever say i’m a virgin again.” sunghoon groans as he takes his thrown off t-shirt to clean off yours and his cum off of you and him.

“i was just joking! hoon— fuck. you are a sex god.” you can’t help but laugh a bit.

“sex god??? who told you that.”

“… jake.” you reply.

“whatever, at least i got to prove it to you that i’m not a virgin.” hoon rolls his eyes at you.

“yeah but, i sure don’t think we can still be friends after this.” you sigh, looking at the ceiling above you.

“who said we were?”

“what?”

“who said we were just friends?”

who knew sunghoon wanted to fuck from the start?

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[murfeelee]

D&D / Critical Role INSP: Bells Hells

"Bells Hells is an adventuring party that met and joined together...in the summer of 843 PD. They are the protagonists of the Third Campaign of Critical Role."

Left to right: Laudna, Fearne & Little Mister, FGC (Fresh Cut Grass), Chetney, Orym, Imogen, Ashton, and Dorian.

MY THOUGHTS & CC CREDITS

MY THOUGHTS

I TOLD Y'ALL I WAS GONNA DO IT!! 😈

Before, I had assumed that this time around I'd be able to have every occult in my household, but I forgot about Mermaids. 🤦

Laudna (vampire), Fearne (plantsim, witch, fae), FGC (plumbbot), Chetney (werewolf), Orym (human "halfling"), Imogen (witch), Ashton (simbot, genie), Dorian (genie, witch).

TBH I was tempted to make Dorian a Mermaid, even though he's an Air Elemental. I may still do it anyway, regardless. I definitely won't be able to cram in every occult for the Vox Machina campaign, as there's no mermaid or robot there, either. UGH. My bucket list~! U_U

CC CREDITS (WIP cuz sheer laziness):

Lot by @crowkeeperthesimmer

Laudna: skirt by @greenplumbboblover, shoes by @venusprincess-ts3, scissors by @danjaley, poses X X | everything else coming soon by me (hair is an edit I did of Gramsims' Stylus hair (X))

Fearne: Newsea hair X, leaves acc X, monkey | everything else coming soon by me

Chetney: ears acc by @departmentstoresimulator | everything else coming soon by me

Orym: armor at MTS, sword, pants by EA, shoes, tatts by Noah | everything else coming soon by me

Imogen: hair, shorts by EA, boots, scarf acc, stockings at LoversLab | everything else coming soon by me

Ashton: top from LN EP, pants, boots at TSR, bracelets by Haneco & AikeaGuinea, contacts at MTS | everything else coming soon by me

Dorian: hair (Vanilla), lute, boots from AMB EP, contacts | everything else coming soon by me

[sanktas]

𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐈𝐗

              ❝ she was in a winter-black mood, she was bleeding fury and icy loveliness ... ❞

[bathroombreaks]

"what am i doing here, elizabeth?" [a spotify playlist] (insp)

i wanna be yours by arctic monkeys

crazy in love by sofia karlberg

every little thing she does is magic by sleeping at last

in my veins by andrew belle

half light by banners

i should go by levi kreis

too good at goodbyes (acoustic) by sam smith

you know me too well by nothing but thieves

love and war by fleurie

start a war by klergy & valerie broussard

where’s my love (acoustic) by syml

i found (acoustic) by amber run

silhouette by aquilo

hurts like hell by fleurie

six feet under by billie eilish

love is a bitch by two feet

work song by hozier 

war of hearts (acoustic) by ruelle

finally // beautiful stranger by halsey

can’t help falling in love by kina grannis

[lnfours]

ghosted⎜p.p

summary: you’re in love with him, but he’s in love with her. not my gif!

warnings: angst, fluff, swearing, just all the feels.

wc: 990

masterlist⎜insp.

you made your way down the halls of midtown, bumping passed the people who took up most of the hallway. you made your way passed peter’s locker, spotting him and ned. you smiled, making eye contact with ned. you started making your way over, but mj arrived next to the pair, taking all of peter’s attention. 

you glanced back and forth between ned and mj, ned sending you a soft smile as you walked passed your three friends, opting out on standing with them. ned nudged peter’s foot, which caused him to look over at his best friend.

“what?” peter asked.

“what’s missing here?” ned asked, gesturing at your lack of presence. peter shrugged, attention turning back to mj, smiling as she talked to him about the latest book she read.

ned rolled his eyes, leaning over and flicking his forehead,”dude!”

“ow! what?!” peter asked, scrunching up his eyebrows.

“you’re serious right now?”

peter sent his friend a confused expression. 

“uno,” ned pointed to himself,”dos,” he pointed at peter,”tres.” he pointed at the empty air next to him.

“what does that mean?”

“dude, c’mon! you’re seriously that fucking oblivious that you don’t even realize y/n isn’t standing with us.”

he shrugged,”maybe she’s running late.”

the bell cut the pair off and peter wrapped his arm around mj’s shoulder,”i’ll catch you at lunch.”

ned rolled his eyes, walking down the hallway to where you were watching behind your locker door.

“he’s becoming a real asshole.”

you chuckled,”well, that’s not surprising.”

“i mean, seriously! he didn’t even realize that you weren’t there!”

you felt the lump in your throat grow, nodding softly,”yep..”

“y/n-”

“i’m gonna be late to english.” you sent him a reassuring smile, but ned watched with concern as you walked down the hallway, hand coming up to your cheek to wipe the tear away. he sighed, turning on his own heels to walk towards his own class.

by the time lunch rolled around, you were convinced that peter parker had thought you were invisible. when you went to go sit in your usual spot in chemistry, mj was sitting there, peter watching her with love filled eyes.

you were happy for him, you really were, but there was this jealous ping that struck your heart anytime you saw the two of them together. it made your blood boil but made you want to sob at the same time.

you loved peter parker, but he was in love with michelle jones.

you took your usual spot next to ned, the next seat over being peter’s. when he walked up to your table, mj’s hand in his, he frowned before looking at you.

“hey, do you mind sitting on the other side of ned so mj can sit?”

ned looked back at his best friend, disbelief written on his expression. you swallowed, feeling everyone at your table watch you get up from your spot, slamming your lunch tray down on the other side of ned, lettuce from your salad flinging onto flash.

“yo, keep your school lettuce off the gucci-”

“shut the fuck up, flash!” you yelled, blood boiling at this point. it was the small things that ticked you off, from the fact that he didn’t notice you this morning, to your seat in chemistry, and now your seat at lunch. yeah, you were pretty ticked off.

flash swallowed, nodding as he watched you pick at the greens. you finally threw your plastic fork down, grabbing your backpack from the table before taking your phone out of your back pocket.

“where are you going?” ned asked.

“anywhere that isn’t near peter fucking parker.” you mumbled, peter’s head snapping up at your mention of his name. he watched as you walked off, leaving the cafeteria. 

“hold on, mj,” he said, cutting her off in the middle of her sentence,”i’ll be back, alright?”

she nodded, watching as her boyfriend ran after you. he watched as you wiped the tears from your eyes, making your way down the hall quickly.

“y/n!” he called,”what’s wrong?”

“why the fuck do you care?” you asked, spinning around so fast that your backpack flung off your shoulder. he watched with wild eyes, seeing the mascara form at your undereyes. 

“because i’m your best friend...?”

“doesn’t feel like it, peter!” you were yelling, not really caring about the fact that teachers could probably hear you,”you’ve been ignoring me since you got the balls to ask mj out! don’t act like i haven’t noticed because i have! jesus, you’re so far up her ass i’m surprised you’re even standing here right now!”

he pulled his eyebrows together,”what’re you talking about?!”

“you know what i’m talking about!” you said, running a hand through your hair,”ned’s been trying to get you to even acknowledge my existence lately and all i get in return is ‘hey can you move’? really peter?”

he finally realized as he watched you storm up to him,”y/n-”

“and to think,” you laughed,”i was actually falling for you, peter.” 

his eyes widened, his heart twisting as you admitted your feelings for him. 

you let out a sob, hand weakly shoving against his shoulder. you wish you weren’t so vulnerable when it came to him, but you couldn’t help it.

he grabbed your arm, pulling you into his chest,”y/n-”

you wrapped your arms around his torso loosely, sobbing into his sweater,”i love you, dammit.”

he frowned, leaning his head on yours,”i know, i’m sorry, y/n.”

his voice was softer than a feather but it shattered you like glass. you buried your face into his chest, hiccuping after sobbing for a couple minutes. you pulled away, cheeks turning hot in embarrassment,”god, i’m sorry, i’m so sorry-”

“don’t even think about apologizing to me,” he said,”never apologize for your feelings.”

you stayed silent for a moment,”promise me something, pete?”

“mm?”

“treat her right,” you said,”she’s a great girl, don’t fuck it up.”

he nodded, pressing a kiss to your hair,”i promise.”

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[fpwrites]

This is kinda weird but I was thinking about this the other day where Dabi and Hawks (separately) best friend unbuttons her shirt and asks if she’s pretty enough with tears in her eyes. and it’s like comforting, confession, fluffy smut? Sorry if this is a lot I love what you did with these characters in that other person’s request.

This isn’t weird at all and I actually think this is a hella sweet idea. They are below the cut. Please re-submit the request if you don’t like it. <3. I didn’t go full smut but I mean, it is definitely steamy.

Hawks

Word Count: 694

song insp: never tear us apart - paloma faith

You had been friends for some time and did everything together. Keigo was always flirty; it was like a natural part of his personality. He was always telling you that you were pretty, but to you, it always seemed empty. Not that he didn’t mean it, but when someone says something all the time, it just seems disenguine. As time went on, you doubted but kept it to yourself.

If there was one thing Keigo left no room for, it was doubt. He wouldn’t have you doubting yourself. A part of you was afraid that even if you did tell him, he’d laugh at you. That was something Hawks did a lot -- laugh. He was a jokester, always humorous, and it helped to lift you up sometimes, but not always.

Not now.

The doubt had lingered for some time, had festered inside of you and now, in that moment, they wouldn’t stop whispering to you. Hawks was attractive, that’s something you couldn’t deny, so what was he doing with someone as ugly as you? Maybe the bad PR was the reason he hadn’t made number one hero. You struggled to suppress the thoughts as you idly fiddled with your fingers, barely even listening as Hawks talked about his latest chase today with a criminal. He was heavily animated as he spoke, wings flapping a little in excitement until he turned to see you weren’t paying any attention.

“What is it, fledgling?”

As always, his words are like velvet and flirty as hell. You hated when he called you fledgling...that’s what you always said anyway. There was a part of you that enjoyed the term of endearment. You looked over at him and sighed deeply, letting the tension fade from your body as he cocked his head at you, brows raising.

“Nothing...it’s just...I’m tired.” You lied, biting your cheek.

If he didn’t believe you, he didn’t say anything. He instead turns from you and continues his story and you can’t help but roll your eyes at his obvious obliviousness.

“You’re real pretty when you’re frustrated, ‘y know?”

You barely even notice he’s stopped in his story-telling, but his words catch you off-guard. Even though Hawks is always saying things like that, it somehow rings differently; more sincerely. Especially as he turns around, wings lifted up around him, eyes softened to the point of being nearly liquid gold and cocks his head.

You don’t know what comes over you, God knows what courage has entered you, but you find yourself reaching (albeit shakily) for the buttons on your blouse. Keigo’s eyebrows raise and wings twitch, undeniably in interest.

“Do you really think I’m pretty, Keigo?”

For the first time in his life, Keigo sputters, struggling for words. He can’t look away though, as hands slowly undo the buttons of your shirt. Hands start to tremble at his sides and he feels all of his suavity disappear - He hates that you do that to him! Still, he watches as tears brim your eyes and the lump that had formed in his throat that had made him speechless disappeared as quickly as it had came.

He stepped forward and his hands reach out to softly touch the skin between your breasts. You stop unbuttoning, taken aback, sniffling as you watch his hand trail from the valley between your breasts up, up, up until you lose sight of it and fingertips cup your chin, forcing it upwards to face him.

You didn’t know when he’d gotten so close, but god, he’s breathtaking. Those golden eyes, generally filled with mischief, now softened with an unbridled sweetness he reserved only for you, and that disheveled hair so used to being ruffled by the wind...vermilion wings surrounding you two like a delicate cocoon from the world.

He brings your chin forward and you suppress a gasp as lips are pressed to yours, wings nudging you into him. It’s a brief, chaste kiss -- and Hawks is the first to pull away, but not completely. He keeps his wings around you as his golden eyes remain hooded and he whispers softly.

“Of course you’re pretty, fledgling.”

Dabi 🔥

word count: 652

song insp: watch - billie eilish,  it's a man's man's man's world -  jurnee smollett-bell

Being best friends with the flame user was an interesting dynamic, to say the least. He didn’t express much in terms of emotion, something you were thankful for. It was like being friends with a tranquil pond, a respite from the noise of the world. Despite being a user of flames, he was oddly cold when it came to the rest of the world and didn’t care for most anyone, finding them annoying, useless or not worth his time.

You were different, though. You never understood why, like he’d ever tell you. You were just thankful to have someone to spend time with. After being essentially spat on and thrown away by so many people, Dabi was one of the few people you could relate to (and who hadn’t tossed you away like garbage).

“Hey, idiot, let’s go.” Dabi’s voice cuts through your thoughts and you’re suddenly pulled back to the reality -- the reality that you’re freezing and soaked to the bone. Dabi stands maybe three feet from you, his hair that once stood on end now falling flat against his head and if you’re honest, he looks ridiculous.

You suppress the urge to laugh, though it’s difficult and instead follow after him as he takes shelter from the rain in your apartment. It wasn’t uncommon for him to come over but something about today seemed different. Not only were you feeling especially down on yourself, but there was something else in the air. What, you weren’t sure, and it made you nervous.

The door clicked shut behind you and you watched as Dabi lit a small flame and held it close to himself, his clothes beginning to dry almost immediately. You stood there watching him for a moment, eyes wandering over the expanse of the burned and pierced skin of his face and you look away, feeling ashamed.

With Dabi looking the way he does, as scarred as he was, how dare you think about how ugly you were? What right was there? Dabi never sat around and moped about his scars, wishing he was more handsome and yet, here you were, upset about a few pounds. How dare you.

You felt tears begin to prick around your eyes, but remained silent, instead turning your back to the flame user as you began to unbutton your wet shirt. It stuck to you like a second skin and you struggled to get it off.

“H-hey, Dabi?” You ask shakily. “Do...do you think I’m pretty?”

You don’t know if he’s turned around, you’re not sure if he’s even still standing there -- not until you feel a hand on your shoulder and you tilt your head to look and see him staring down at you with the intensity of his flames, only multiplied. The flame in his hand has gone out, though it seems reignited in his eyes as he turns you and presses you against the wall.

“D-Dabi?”

Rough hands covered in burns grasp the remains of your shirt and pull it off of you, tugging it down your arms until you’re free of it and it’s discarded on the floor. You don’t know what to say, struggling to think of something, lip quivering from both shock and the cold. His hand grasps your chin, running his thumb across your bottom lip, and almost on instinct, your mouth opens for him.

Lips meet yours in a rough kiss unlike any you’ve had before and you don’t know how to respond. Dabi’s full body presses against you, a source of heat you didn’t think you needed until that moment but now that you have it, you can’t imagine life without it. He kisses you for minutes, hours, years -- you don’t know how long. Somehow, he has taken time and turned it completely on it’s head.

“Don’t ask stupid fuckin’ questions.” He finally says as he pulls away.

[obsidian-sphere]

Ellery Queen’s Mystery Magazine [v72 #5, #420, November 1978] ed. Ellery Queen (Davis Publications, Inc., $1.25, 164pp, digest)

The Long Dark Street  Thomas Walsh  

Charlie in Moscow [Charlie Dark]  Brian Garfield  

The Eyes of the Okapi  Michael Talbot  

Hip to the Trip  John Storm Roberts  

This Is Death  Donald E. Westlake   The Thirteenth Ghost Book, ed. James Hale, Barrie & Jenkins 1977, as “In at the Death”

Trial and Error  D. O. Bell  

Nature’s Way  Dave Thornburg  

Going Backward  David Ely  

Mystery Newsletter  Otto Penzler & Chris Steinbrunner  

The Jury Box  Jon L. Breen  

Crime Rhyme  John H. Dromey  

Dover Without Perks [Insp. Wilfred Dover]  Joyce Porter  

The First of All Rules  Ernest Savage  

The Wager [Kek uygens]  Robert L. Fish Playboy Jul 1973

The Problem of the Revival Tent [Dr. Sam Hawthorne]  Edward D. Hoch  

Detectiverse: One for the Road  Barbara Joyce Weil  

[ofstcnz]

✧ · ˚ . scarlett leithold? nah, that’s just pepper stanzial. you know, they’re the twenty one year-old socialite/reality star from manhattan, nyc… still doesn’t ring a bell ? come on, dude ! they’re all over ME.MIAMI’S homepage. it’s impossible for them to stay off of it because of the fact that they’re super obstinate & ditzy. they’re not all bad though, ‘cause they can be saccharine & alluring too ! you can totally tell they’re a leo… it’s almost scary. look, if you want to remember them, just think of baby pink silk dresses, glistening chandeliers, and glossed lips, and you’ll be golden. ( she/her, cis female. )

hey... it’s ley. i’m not even gonna really introduce myself, i just have no self control and i couldn’t resist scarlett any more. i’m honestly surprised i lasted this long. but y’all already know i’m a mess so let’s just get this shit started. 

full  name :  pepper alivia stanzial . preferred  names :  just pepper .   age  :  21. date  of  birth  :  august 4th. zodiac  sign  :  leo. occupation :  socialite, reality tv star. gender  &  pronouns  :  cis female, she/her. sexuality  : bisexual. 

character insp: paris hilton, london tipton, cher horowitz, blair waldorf, jackie burkhart, elle woods, stassi schroeder .

pepper is the third & youngest child of pierce stanzial and melissa stanzial (nee burke). has two older siblings named pilar & pheonix. all of the kids on her dad’s side of the fam have names starting with p its like tradition or some shit idk 

her mother was a socialite/supermodel that was super famous during the 90s (think kind of like cindy crawford??) and her father is a business man that owns an iconic hotel in NYC called The Stanzial & a business thats a parent company for brands like gucci, d&g, cartier, chanel, and victoria’s secret. so basically they’re extremely rich and come from really old money. 

pepper started out as a pageant girl cause her mom was like trying to live thru her ya know ?? so she did that and modeled until she was a teen... probs like 15/16. she still does model but is more focused on other things currently so its kind of been put on the back burner. 

her family started off on the real house wives of new york city for a season before breaking off to their own reality show cause they were a fan favorite. 

she’s pretty much known for just being this really hot, rich, dumb blonde who’s only famous because she’s rich and pretty and really has no talent lol. SO when she turned 18 and graduated high school, a reality show called “the simple life” was started. i imagine it’s probs on netflix ?? and has like 3 seasons by now. it’s basically just pepper trying to do people’s jobs so she can prove ppl who say she has no talent wrong and maybe “find her calling” but failing miserably cause she’s dumb and honestly ?? doesn’t even try that hard sdfhsksk (it’s pretty much the simple life w paris hilton.... maybe i’ll be able to come up w a more original name someday but for now... we’re sticking with this cause i’m tired.)

the part in the simple life where paris stayed out partying till like 5am and then hired a celeb double to pretend to be her cause she didn’t wanna work is def something pepper did honestly  

in reality, the stuck up dumb blonde thing is mostly an act. people are always really surprised because one you get to know her, she’s actually this really sweet and charismatic girl and def not as surface level as she comes off. sometimes she gets so tired of trying to keep up the act, but she still smiles through it bc she doesn’t wanna let anyone one down tbh 

here’s a few fun headcannons that i don’t know how else to fit in: 

she’s one of the most followed people on instagram.. she has like 163mil followers

writes literally anything ever in pink gel pen and has since like kindergarten 

calls everybody “bitch” but like..... in an affectionate way lmao

will say something slightly offensive but end with “in a cute way !1!1!1” for example, “you’re weird but like.... in a cute way!!”

doesn’t have a drivers license cause she lived in NYC and is rich af so why would she ever need one ??? she DOES carry around a barbie drivers license tho just cause she wants one & it makes her feel cool. just like this she’ll literally pull it out when asked if she has a license lmao i hate her 

ngl tied together with a smile by taylor swift is her theme song for when she’s feelin emo and bubblegum bitch by mariana and the diamonds is her theme song for like... every day 

says “that’s hot” and “loves it!!” because ofc she does

has 0 filter and just says shit without thinking about it, also has -2 braincells i’m not even kidding it’s a cursed combination 

she’s a spawn of satan but so is every single muse i’ve ever played so who’s surprised? not me. 

idk i think this is all for now ? but i’ll probs add more/change some later after i develop her more i’m still figuring things out :))

[riisinaakka-draws]

wip meme (...sort of)

I was tagged months ago by @vowel-in-thug, (thank you! ♥ )

@medusinestories also tagged me a long ago in another wip thing so I’ll sort of combine these memes now (thank you! ♥ )

Since I have no last sentences to write from a fic (as that was the original wip meme and I don’t write), here are some art teasers! Tactically cropped of course, to avoid major spoilers :D I’m really excited for some of these but also super frustrated of getting things actually done, so... you might see the final results in a few weeks or six months later, lol. And very likely some completely different things that I manage to finish before any of these...

I keep starting new drafts and ideas whenever I have the opportunity and time and then sometimes find it a bit hard to continue/finish/post some of the already existing works... but oh well, at least there’s something to look forward to ¯\_(ツ)_/¯  and I have learned a lot in the meantime! :D

PS. Sometimes I’m also astonished how much Black Sails has helped me to start enjoying doing art again. No other show or fandom has made me feel this much. I have a lot to learn of course but instead of that being yet another terrifying thought, it mostly makes me excited now. And for that I am forever thankful. Of course there are times when nothing seems to work and things go south, but “the spark” or sort of... yearning or hope or whatever it is, is there. And most of the BS fandom has been a tremendous support and inspiration, too. *gets little teary eyed*. So I’d like to say to you all (the fandom, the show):

Thank you for opening that door.

[sunnystark]

wips

omg this has got to be the coolest tag game I’ve ever seen, I was tagged by @gastonsbiceps whom is v cute and nice and i love so much <3 thank you!! the challenge is to talk about your wips!! :D

So yo i tend to start ficlets and then just lose inspiration so here we go

Untitled, 400 words gafou fic for the batb prompt “rejection

The first one is a gafou fic for the 30 days of BATB prompt “rejection,” which i started and then never finished. It’s about how Gaston has never been rejected in his life until he goes to class and wants to sit by a pretty girl (belle) so he asks Lefou to switch seats with him, and Lefou says no because they have assigned seats. Ever since then, Gaston starts getting rejected more and more: first for a date with belle, something else i havent figured out, and the last one comes back to lefou. And there’s supposed to be this whole story arc with “YOU its all your fault i keep getting rejected” and lefou is like “boi wake tf up life happens you dont always get what you want” and gaston pouts or smth man i havent figured it out it’s dumb tbh only 400 words, and like i TECHNICALLY could cheap out and finish the story without all the three act structure, but im lazy

Probability that i’m actually going to finish this? 24% chance man i wouldnt bet on it 0 inspiration anymore

Lavender, 800 words, gafou fic prompt from the discord chat (which i havent been to in a million years maybe i should revisit lol)

ok this one is actually cute i think i’ll finish it a little later, but it’s about Lefou going hunting with Gaston and getting overheated and Gaston low key worries over him and cARRIES HIM BACK HOME and then RUNS HIM A BATH and may or may not join him 

Probability that I’ll finish it: 89% chance its actually cute now that i look at it again i gotta do it.. but im busy...

1942, 7.5k words and gROWING, gafou fic for the fic exchange!!

okay dude this fic i hATE it alright ive been staring at it for a MONTH and its GROSS and i can yell about how much i hate it for YEARS but anyway the plot involves Gaston and Lefou living in New York City during the time of World War II, and it follows them from six years old until (??) but the main plot points involve heavy pining from both sides, exploring Gaston’s attraction to women vs attraction to lefou, Violence: good or bad? necessary evil? Lefou and Gaston’s characters being in stark contrast with Lefou being the moral one, the kind and emotional one, and Gaston being the rude, aggressive, reckless one. 

The title is subject to change because it’s going to be this major plot point that I haven’t written yet

Probabilty that i’ll finish 110% duh

omg that was so fun i wanna talk about my wips all the time lol gives me insp to finish it, anyway, I’ll tag @ohgaston @mademoiselle-lani and @headoverhiddles !!! 

[murfeelee]

D&D / Critical Role INSP: Ashton's Alchemical Angst

My simbot!Ashton was looking forward to a productive day cutting gems and such. But unfortunately, the Philosopher's Stone kept failing to turn his rocks into gold. Hrmmm...something strange might be going on....

MY THOUGHTS & CC CREDITS

MY THOUGHTS

Fun fact: Ashton's my fave member of Bells Hells; I just think his character design is so darn unique, and I love his take-no-BS personality. I made him a simbot because as an earth Genasi (a rock elemental) he'd be able to eat scraps and get repaired similar to my plumbbot!Fresh Cut Grass.

CC CREDITS

I am absolutely in love and in AWE of @crowkeeperthesimmer's Clickety Clackety House at MTS! Every single corner is just beautiful.

[murfeelee]

D&D / Critical Role INSP - Imogen & Laudna

"We're here to raise hell in the name of Bell!"

–  Laudna, Bells Hells

Vampire!Laudna was thirsty, and just wanted to make some plasma fruit nectar, but the basement was haunted by ghosts that wouldn't let anyone work in peace! So, she just nommed/necked on her girlfriend Imogen instead.

Unfortunately, draining Imogen miiiiiiight have just triggered her latent powers connected to the Red Storm, and psychic visions about the Red Moon Ruidus...!

[murfeelee]

D&D / Critical Role INSP - Bells Hells Strike Back!

"We're tired of these motherf🤬 ghosts on this motherf🤬 lot!"

After realizing that The Watcher had maliciously cursed their house with a host of ghost infestations, Bells Hells came up with an effective counter-assault against the ghastly ghouls!

MY THOUGHTS & CC CREDITS

MY THOUGHTS

Yeah, I was screwing with them. 😅

Look, they were welllllll compensated for the mess I put them in--I had Laudna run all their pockets before Banishing each ghost. Kleptomaniacs Ashton & Fearne would be proud of her! 💰

CC CREDITS

I've decided to upload the Hells Bells set tomorrow--a day early instead of July 4th--cuz eff American political holidays; this country effing sucks.

[murfeelee]

D&D / Critical Role INSP: The Mighty Nein

“The Mighty Nein are an adventuring party of the second campaign of Critical Role. They're most known for arranging the peace talks that ended the War of Ash and Light....”

Left to right: Caleb (and Frumpkin), Beau, Essek, Fjord, Nott, Caduceus, Yasha, Jester, and Mollymauk.

MY THOUGHTS & CC CREDITS (under the cut):

MY THOUGHTS

YES, I’m starting a new gameplay series while leaving a billion other WIP gameplays in the frikkin dirt--WHAT OF IT?! Trust--this will be eventually be there in the dirt right alongside the rest of them--YOLO.

Fun fact: this is one the rare times I’ve had a household where nearly every sim is a different occult lifestate! It was purely accidental!

Caleb (witch), Beau (human martial artist & acrobat), Essek (vampire/witch), Fjord (mermaid), Nott (werewolf), Caduceus (plantsim/witch), Yasha (fairy), Jester (witch), and Mollymauk (genie/witch).

All I’m missing is an alien and plumbot. But I can definitely do that when I recreate the Exandria party Bells Hells.

CC CREDITS (WIP--no links yet cuz sheer laziness):

- Caleb: hair, beard by Sage, outfit by Simtanico, scarf | Fog Emitter effect ep6fireringbase_main

- Beau: hair by Ifca/Nightcrawler, tops by BillSims, ITF EP pants & bracelet, sarong acc by SantosFashion, coat acc by me, boots by me, scar by Kijiko | facial piercings & Bo staff acc in beta by me

- Essek: hair, outfit & boots & claws by me, earrings, cloak by Missduo (retextured by me)

- Fjord: ITF EP hair, orc fangs by VenusPrincess, TSM armor, sword | face gradient blush by Tyrblue (retextured by me)

- Nott: EA hair & boots, dress by Sweetdevil-sims, bow & quivers acc by silsharkie/silfantasy, eyes by EsmeraldaF | flower wreath by Beo (age conversion in beta by me)

- Caduceus: beard by Sage, AMB EP armor, staff by greenplumboblover (recolorable by me), tail acc by me | deer nose mask by Pyxis (edited by me), hair & ears acc & sheer sleeve acc in beta by me

- Yasha: hair, TSM outfits/boots, sword by me, cape by lunenore, lip line by Kitt, eyes by Noah | face gradient blush by Tyrblue (retextured by me), fur acc & bone wings edit in beta by me

- Jester: horns by LeahLilith, hair by Sweetdevil-sims, AoT cloak acc, tail acc by VenusPrincess, TSM dress/shoes

- Mollymauk: hair by Newsea, TSM outfit/boots, horns by me, tail by VenusPrincess, glitter/highlight blush by Vittler | tattoos in gamma by me