Adoring how you colorā adoring your art style, i enjoy studying it!
And the way you draw Wallace, it's just soā *swoons*
Yall are just the sweetestā¦ š¤š¤š¤
I appreciate you all very much š¤š„¹
I donāt have a Wally pic, so have a sketch!
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mmm kaveh ily. smth abt insomniac kaveh can b so personal,,,
cw: trans!sub!bottom!kaveh<3, established relationship, u have a cock
kaveh's always working so, so hard:( he's up to his neck in commissions and blueprints, and his hands are permanently blue from the ink of his pens. no matter how raw he scrubs his hands, the ink won't leaveānot when he's up the next minute to draw more. and oh, how you've noticed: from the deep bags under his eyes to the slump of his broad shoulders, kaveh is bone tired.
it's late. the moon is high, and alhaitham is out for the night (not that that would have stopped your plans; after all, there's a reason you and kaveh keep a silk gag in his nightstand. but you digress).
"kaveh," you murmur, stepping up behind him. you lay your hands on his tense shoulders to rub the muscle-deep ache out, just a little. he groans quietly but does not drop his pen.
"kaveh, honey," you repeat.
he only replies with a quieter hmm.
"come to bed."
"i can't," he whispers. you realize then that his head must be throbbing: he is hardly ever so quiet. "i gotta finish this, the client wantsā"
"the client is an asshole. she has changed her mind thrice now. she can handle it being a day late, honey. if she can't, i'll talk to her." you lay a soft kiss on the crown of his head.
"iāokay," he finally acquiesces. "thank you."
you reach for his hand, ink smearing onto your palm, and pull him to his feet. immediately he plants his face in the junction of your shoulder and neck. "'m so tired, y/n," he mumbles. "but i can't sleep, iāi thought i could at least get ahead on the commission, butā" he trails off.
"it's alright," you murmur back, running your hands up and down his slumping back. "d'ya wanna try to sleep? or can i take care of you?"
and oh, that's how it always starts between you two, isn't it? with those simple words, not a command but a request, your boyfriend knows he can let go.
"yeah," he agrees, quick, "take care of me, please, y/n."
he gasps lightly when you pick him up from his thighs, ink smushed onto the white fabric of his nighttime trousers. already kaveh is blushing, eyes a bit glazed over. he grinds into the plane of your stomach, sighing at the friction.
soon enough, you are kicking the door to kaveh's bedroom open and depositing him on his bed.
you reach for his hand, squeezing it once: a nonverbal cue. you know that tonight there won't be much talking.
he squeezes back. and then you're upon him.
kaveh sighs blissfully into your mouth when you kiss him, weak, trembling arms wrapping around your shoulders. your own hands work to divest your boyfriend of his clothing. already, his cunt is damp and cock hard.
you run your tongue along his neck as you run your fingers over his cock. it twitches in your grip, sensitive to the pleasure. kaveh moans when you slide a finger in, his voice soft as he begs you, "please, please, y/n, more." you can never deny him; so when his cunt is loose enough, you add first one finger and then another until your pointer to your ring are comfortably snug in him. you're about to finger him to an orgasm when his handāpreviously gripping the hair at your napeāgrabs for your wrist, halting you.
"i wanna cum on your cock," is all he says.
you groan, sliding your hand from his cunt. he whines, cunt clenching around nothing until your cockhead is there, rubbing against his own. you then settle your cockāslick with lube you had warmed and set out beforehandāright at his entrance. "okay, honey?" is all you can say before kaveh begins grinding down, trying to get your cock in him. you take that as the go ahead.
"oh," he gasps when your cock first breaches him. he's a bit loose, thanks to the prep and his arousal, but oh, he feels so, so good. his cunt squeezes around you.
"good boy," you murmur when you're in to the hilt. kaveh tilts his head up at you, begging for a kiss you grant him with.
the two of you are quiet save for the soft gasps and moans falling from both of your lips. you try to muffle yourself by laving kisses across his throbbing temples, able to hear his own beautiful sounds crystal clear.
please let me cum, y/n, 'm so close, please!"
you move your hand to his mound, your thumb brushing his cock as a warning before you begin to circle it in gentle motions. his cunt clenches around you and he whines. "please.
he begs in whispers muffled in the warm skin of your shoulder, but you hear him all the same. you speed up the movement of your thumb, pressing harder on his twitching dick; your thrusts never lose their rhythm.
"please," kaveh begs again, and it's then that it hits you: he physically cannot cum until you say that he can. the revelation takes your breath away as you murmur,
"cum for me, my kaveh."
nd after this u cum inside and he cockwarms u as u two fall asleep<33 (i'm too horny but tired to finish this) byebye
MDNI
oh my love š„ŗ what a wonderful thing to wake up to. I love all the nonverbal assurance and how reader just takes care of him. how gentle and caring they are with him, even without him saying a word. thank you for blessing with me with such lovely softness
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AWESOME URL
you already know how amazing your url is but it couldnāt hurt for me to tell you again āØ
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Fireworks š part. 1
Conrad Fisher x reader
Only oc is Jack Anderson
āGuys Iād like you to meet Jackā I say holding jacks hand.
I look over at Conrad and he dose not seem amused.
But I donāt know I havenāt been able to read him at all this summer which has been hard since I could always read him I could practically read his mind.
āHi am Belly! Isabell really but everyone calls me Belly.ā Belly breaks the silence thankfully.
āUh am Jack Andersonā he says smiling
āUh and these mute boys are the Fisher boys Conrad and Jeremiah.ā I say looking over at them
āSupā Jer says with an uncomfortable smile.
āCool you got the water guns!ā I say
āOnly for you Y/n, and the others are for our protectionā Belly says giving me one and holding another.ā
I go and fill mine with water as the others sit down and get out snacks and drinks.
I look over and debate if I should shoot Conrad or Jack. I choose Jack because I didnāt know if Conrad would take it as well anymore. I mean last summer he was practically drenched all the time because of me but he doesnāt seem like himself anymore so it was safer to go after Jack.
I slowly but surly get to the beach chair that Jack is sitting on and lucky for me he is sitting away from the beach.
I point and shoot at the back of his head. He gets up and runs after me.
āLittle assholeā he say loudly after me.
He catches up to me and cares me into the water practically throwing me in.
After that we get back to Belly and the not so happy Fisher boys.
āAm gonna goā Conrad says getting up
āWhat no you promised you would stay!ā I say trying to convince him to stay.
āLooks like am not neededā he says and walks away.
āWait upā I say looking back and then looking at him walking away.
āI meant aloneā he says turning around and walking backwards.
āI think this is better!ā
A/n! Hi so this was kind of a teaser for a fanfic am planing on writing on Wattpad! My username is @siriusblackxkermit
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for those have followed me for awhile, i want to give a heads up that i will be deleting all my RPFs. i have decided i no longer want to write about real people anymore ie Joe Quinn and Jamie Campbell Bower! it was fun at first but i just feel more comfortable writing about the characters instead i hope you all understand!
also deleting my Jonathan fic as well for personal reasons.
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Azriel is getting married. What wedding present is Mor giving him?
a book that has ā100 classic married couple arguments - and how to solve themā
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Can I request your Sona cuddle up in a blancet and with a cup of hot coco :3?
You need some art for yourself too <3 Take care <3
i saw the world blanket and forgot the rest of the ask
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How is your mother?? Better I hope
whoever this is, you are so sweet
after over 24 hours of calling the ER and requesting to have a doctor call me i got some answers. she has pneumonia (not sure if it ever really went away from last time), blood clots, and her heart rate has been occasionally accelerating at a concerningly fast rate for about 5 minutes at a time. she has some other issues going on as well, but those are the biggest problems. when i got the call on thursday from one of the ER doctors they still were unsure how severe the pneumonia is because they were still waiting on additional testing. luckily as of right now they don't foresee her having to go back to the ICU. at minimum, if she recovers, she will most likely be in the hospital for a few weeks
she got room last night so i am going to go visit her today š¤ hopefully now that she isn't in the ER, it will be easier to get information from the doctors on her team and figure out how severe the situation is
thank you so much for checking in, i am shocked and touched you went out of your way to do so
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you're so pretty
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sup! sending you a question to maybe get your mind off work (i know how it is... lol). how did you get into the cod fandom? is ghost your favorite character?
p.d. you got this! :)
omg anon thank you, this is sweet and thoughtful!
honestly, i canāt really remember the exact time/thing that got me into the cod fandom. i do vividly remember when mw2 first dropped and ghost became like a meme and he was everywhere. i knew nothing about the game but was like āwhy is he kind ofā¦ā
and then after a while i started seeing more mw2 content on tumblr and tiktok and was eventually just like āFINE you got meā and watched snippets of the campaign and stuff.
i would say price and ghost are tied as my favorites but i do have a huge soft spot for ghost <3
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"Our first trip of the three of us ā” "
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Is it your birthday!? Happy birthday!! šš§ā„
yesterday! but I didnāt post anything until today š thank you!! š¤
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your soul is mad pretty bruh
this is only half of it āŗļø
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luv u erin, ur one of my fav mutuals and iām so sorry you have to keep dealing with these shitters!!! like go outside touch some grass learn basic reading comprehension idk. my god. i hope it doesnāt take too much of a toll on you alongside all the other shit you have to deal with š«
you are one of my fave mutuals!!!!! deranged gortash enjoyers!!!! extremely good taste havers!!! thank you for bein my friend š¤
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Castiel? For the blorbo bingo
my relationship with castiel is kind of complicated. i think i enjoyed the potential of his character more than the reality of what they did with him much of the time. i actually use to not like him very much in comparison to sam or dean but now i can appreciate him on an individual level. ironically though cas is easily the spn character i resemble the most and honestly maybe that's why i wasn't crazy about him at first LOL
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Send in āļø and Iāll use this (improved) incorrect quote generator
Shisui:Ā honk.
Itachi:Ā WHAT.
Shisui:Ā HONK.
Itachi:Ā WHAT DOES HONK MEAN THIS TIME YOU WHIMSICAL PIECE OF SHIT?????
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Itachi:Ā How do tall people people possibly sleep at night when the blanket can't possibly cover you?
Shisui:Ā Itachi, it's four o'clock in the morning.
Itachi:Ā So, you can't sleep, huh? Is it because of the blanket?
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Shisui:Ā I wanna die.
Itachi:Ā We all do, you aren't special!
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Shisui:Ā Youāre jealous.
Itachi:Ā Jealous?
Shisui:Ā Thatās why you were being so negative about this.
Itachi:Ā Thatās absurd. Iām always negative.
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Shisui:Ā Do dragons fart fire?
Itachi:Ā I don't know.
Shisui:Ā I thought you went to college.
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Shisui:Ā Are you mad?
Itachi:Ā No.
Shisui:Ā So sharpening your knives at 3 in the morning is just a hobby?
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Shisui:Ā Why would you think any of this was a good idea?
Itachi:Ā Probably because Iām a dangerous sociopath with a long history of violence.
Shisui:
Itachi:Ā I donāt know how you keep forgetting this.
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Itachi:Ā Yāknow, maybe things arenāt so bad. Iām here. I got the nice ocean breeze. Just alone with my thoughts.
Shisui:Ā Hey, Itachi.
Itachi:Ā GODDAMNIT!
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Itachi:Ā Can you cut me some slack, Shisui? Iām sort of in love.
Shisui:Ā Iām sorry, but thatās really not my problem.
Itachi:Ā Iām in love with you.
Shisui:Ā *blushes* Oh. That brings me in the loop a little.
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