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Hiveswap Teaser #2 Analysis

So, first of all, HYPE. Although I never stopped being Hyped but. MORE HYPE. Before I start talking at all about the teaser trailer, I gotta say, I’m glad WP are taking their time refining and bug-fixing to make a great game for us to enjoy, and knowing how far along it is and how close the release date might be, we’ll wait to see how it comes out!

Okay so the teaser, first we start with what seems like Joey peeping into the attic of the house through a hole. That already makes me feel we’ll get the little tease of knowing where to go but forbidding us from seeing what’s behind the cool curtain until we find the key that opens the door there.

There are a LOT of guns, some sarcophagus, tons of horse imagery, statues in the background, mirrors, Jake sure loves tossing stuff he finds during his adventures around the house! The multitude of items frame the centerpiece of the portal quite well, and the eerie glow gives-

Wait.

Okay, wait, what the FUCK JAKE.

DO YOU SEE WHAT I’M SEEING?

WHERE THE HELL DID JAKE GET THE CLOCK?!

We start /well/ if this is the kind of shenanigans Hiveswap has prepared for us, oh my god. This means that by this point in the timeline, Jake had access to SBURB stuff, though, so that’s an interesting thing to have in mind.

The camera zooms on the portal, and then Joey appears, reaching over to expose it, before cutting to the title. Hiveswap.

Can I say, I’m really glad about the direction they took with the 2D stuff. Everything looks so good, Joey’s expressions and movement are so sweet. I love her already.

The next scene cuts to Jude using a flare gun (Which we see later in his inventory) likely to warn Joey or to use it as a distraction somewhere else? The pile of leaves right under the window makes me think he’ll have to hop right off the window and into it in the future. There’s also a fountain on the wall that looks like a Lich, further confirming Jake’s already gone hunting to the Medium by this point. Also, the sky, the clouds, the background, looks absolutely GORGEOUS.

Then the flare lands in front of the house, and here we can see a few things. First of all, the statue. Of course. And also, I bet Jude cut the bushes to look like Nessie because he’s a cryptid fan. However, there’s a thing I just realised. I don’t know if this was a detail in the prior trailer or not but…

Doesn’t the house look just… Not taken care of? The previews of the inside, all the stuff just thrown everywhere, I assumed Jake was just kinda like that, messy. But the look of the house on the outside, with the broken pillars and the vegetation growing everywhere. The broken glass is likely from the monsters, but otherwise…

Jake. How long have you left those two poor kids alone? Not to say, wherever ‘Hauntswich’ is, there doesn’t seem to be a soul ANYWHERE in the surrounding area except for their creepy neighbours.

Next, Joey is crawling through the vents, either to get in or escape from some monsters, and while happy, soon the vents shake and her expression shifts. The way her expression dynamically changes like that, I love it, makes me think a lot about some Homestuck panels. That being said, either the vent is shaky, there’s something BIG and lumbering down the halls of the manor, or the damage to the house is more extensive than it appears.

Then, oh boy the UI looks neat! Worried Joey wanders the halls of her basement, I presume. The X at the top-left might be to make the UI disappear, or perhaps a quick quit to the game? Options on the top-right, help… Then, the inventory seems managed with Captcha Cards, of course. Easy to access and drag around to combine with stuff. Then there’s her battle… Stances? Weapons? There’s what seems like a ‘stomp’, her normal shoes. Then ballerina shoes, and her flashlight.

This makes me wonder how the combat system is. Furthermore- Joey seems to have the shoe selected! What’s that for? Maybe to hint that’s what you want to do in a sneak attack? Or is it not the weapons, and just something more like her ‘stance’? But if it was her stance, wouldn’t the flashlight be the one chosen right now? We’ll see how that works.

Of course, more to the right, there’s the character… Selector? Right now we have Joey, and you can talk with your Jude with a Walkie-Talkie. Straight-forward enough.

Also Jake, please.

Jude’s side of things isn’t looking too hot. That mansion looks fucking MASSIVE. It looks more like a village, but everything’s too… Bunched up together for that to be the case. Lumbering shadows, just there. Staring. The view is amazing, but very, very eerie. Here we see he only has a flare gun- Which we see him using earlier. Again, straight-forward enough.

Now is when things start getting interesting.

First of all, the new design of the Cherub Key is amazing. Cherub Teeth are the fangs, with the Calliope-Caliborn spiral in the middle, and the snakes coiling up. But also-

IT’S ALIVE? JESUS THAT’S CREEPY.

Creepiness aside, I like this much, much more. The one preview we had when it was still 3D had Joey actually reaching in to turn it on herself, just out of pure curiosity. In this situation, however? She’s being /dragged/ by the key, forced to open the portal, not by her own volition. This makes much more sense narrative-wise, and also makes me wonder if the key itself is a Juju. The lollipop forced Jane to lick it after all, and Jake has the CLOCK, so a Juju key with a Juju teleporter? Yeah, that fits.

The cherub snake-beams activate and… Okay, while the glow of the energy is red on the Caliborn snake and green on the Calliope one, both the eyes AND the sparks around the energy are green on both sides. Maybe the teleporter uses First Guardian energy in some capacity?

Finally, we switch to the Trolls! Xefros is a cutie, and that’s some RADICAL VIOLET BLOOD riding a… Bronze grub. That sure’s a way to promote the drink. Anyone can decypher what the can says?

Then we have a first GOOD look at Xefros’ Hive! There’s a picture of the Sloth Lusus, Xefros and Dammek. Cute. Also there’s a tree going through the entire top, maybe his hive is like Terezi’s? It could be, his Lusus IS a Sloth, and Joey switches with Dammek, so it’d make sense Dammek is the one with the more urban hive.

We see an Alternian Phone, some videogame, with HEXAGONAL DISCS. I don’t care if it’s more bug-like, that’s so incredibly inconvenient and asinine, Hussie, What Pumpkin. >:V Then of course, theres Trizza broadcasting her memes permanently on the TV, and the first look at Xefros’ weapon of choice! Which seems to be a… Cricket bat? Cool.

Then Xefros slams the can of soda against his forehead to crush it. Nice.

This is a lovely look at the urban look of Alternia. It’s curious, Trolls are nocturnal so I expected to see more activity at night. Then again, Drones have been taking Trolls to cull, so it’d make sense if they’re all hiding.

ALSO DAMMEK’S LUSUS! They’re riding it around :D Likely going from Dammek’s place and towards Xefros’ if he does live in a tree-Hive. The background of the Alternian Landscape is absolutely haunting.

We have a VS Screen! Not only that, but Joey’s reaction to each enemy and situation seems to vary from one to the next. That’s a nice touch.

Joey, you’re being unnecessarily extra. That’s Jude’s pigeon though, and the bat monster seems surprised by Joey’s dramatic entrance!

Okay so, the thing at the bottom seems like it’s maybe the battle system? The right arrow points at Joey, so maybe it’s her turn and when it’s the monster’s it points left. Then the three spikes at the top might expand into something like. Abscond, Abjure, Aggrieve? Again, I have no idea how the system will work. Also, the bat seems confused and bouncing around. It’s hard to tell if this is RIGHT after the Vs Screen, and being surprised made it flip the fuck out, or if Joey did something that confused it and made it bounce around.

The state of the kitchen really drives home the fact Jake has been an absent father for a VERY LONG TIME. Have they just been ordering noodles to eat all this time? I can see some adorable pictures on the fridge.

There she goes. What do you wanna bet that in Hauntswitch Act 1 we get a scene exactly like this but with Dammek’s silhouette going down the red shaft?

Me too, Joey. Me too.

Finally, “The door is nearly open” seems like a reference to the little line on the Hiveswap page: “First thing’s first. You need to open the door.”

Conclusion: I NEED THIS GAME NOW. Patiently waiting for it to come out, still very hype.

So canon it hurts :”D

FINALLY AFTER A MONTH OR SO I FINISHED THIS THANK

aw man this was originally supposed to be practice (hence as to why it looks absolutely messy) but i can never leave things unfinished once i start them :’)

RFA + Saeran finding MC wearing their clothes/underwear (NSFW)

These two anons suggested something similar, so I combined these. And… two NSFW requests on a row, gurl… the sin is real!

Hope you like this


Zen

  • He only sees your upper half since you’re behind the balcony
  • Awww, you’re wearing one of the white tank tops he usually wears to work out, how cute! But… where is your bra?
  • “Good morning, Zenny! Slept well?” “I always do when you are in my arms, princess…” this man just woke up and it’s already being that smooth? Jesus…
  • You giggle and blush. “You’re so cute when you blush, babe.” “Cute? I’m as red as your boxers, Zenny!” now he’s blushing, do you remember the color of his boxers from last night?
  • But wait! He’s not wearing red boxers and… LORD GIVE HIM STRENGHT! You move from behind the balcony to put the breakfast on the table and he sees… YOU are wearing his red boxers!
  • “B-babe?” “Yes?” you answer without looking at him, focusing on setting the table. “Wh-why are you wearing my underwear?” “Oh? I’m sorry, I just picked the first time I found in the closet, on that note, can I have my own drawer? It’s kinda messy in your closet with our clothes all mixed…” dressed like that, you can have anything you want from him!
  • “B-but babe…” “Oh, I’m sorry! I should’ve asked you, right?” you pout. OH MY GOD! It’s 8 am, MC! Too early to unleash the beast!
  • You know this look, you always know when he’s fighting internally with the beast. “I’m sorry, Zen. I’ll change right now!” you smile and pass right beside him, heading to the bedroom, he grabs your wrist and pulls you for a deep kiss
  • He pins you against the wall without breaking the kiss, his hands already looking for the bra… oh yeah, no bra… well, better for him.
  • “How come my own clothes look better on you?” he asks while his hands play with the tank top hem. “Why are we still talking about clothes and not taking them off?”
  • “Oh babe, you’re so bold…” his lips attack yours, the tank top is so baggy he manages to take it off of you just sliding the straps from your shoulders.
  •  His mouth travels to your breasts quickly, giving you some nips. Oh… you know that fight with the beast from before? Yeah, he lost…
  • Not that you’re complaining.

Yoosung

  • He wakes up super down to some cuddling, but… you’re already up? Too bad…
  • He blushes noticing the pool of clothes from last night still on the floor. He should pick them, but… he looks at them and can only remember what you two did.
  • “Good morning!” you greet him, he doesn’t answer. He’s frozen to the image of you cooking wearing his blue t-shirt.
  • You look beautiful in every color, but you in blue is so mesmerizing… he’s just worried if this tee isn’t dirty or smelly. Just imagine how embarrassing it would be and… HOLY SHIT!
  •  You go to him, he notices your bare legs and his dark blue boxers as your pajama bottoms. “Yoosung, are you okay?” OF COURSE HE’S NOT!
  • “MC, is… is… this… my… my, un-underwear?” “Hum? Oh, yes, it is. I’m sorry, it was dark and I took the first thing I found in the closet.” “Why… Why didn’t you turn the lights on?” “I didn’t want to wake you up, you looked so tired…” of course, YOU let him that tired, ahem.
  • “Are you mad? I’m sorry…” “N-No! I’m not mad! How could I be mad? You look so hot and I… cute! I meant ‘cute’!” he’s trying so hard not to stare, you giggle and cup his cheeks, forcing to look at you while you give him a little peck.
  • But he wants more, so he holds you when you try to back away. His hands circle your waist, bringing you closer as his tongue shyly meets yours in your mouth.
  • You sigh in satisfaction, and boy is not that shy anymore with his tongue as one hand of his moves to the back of your head, his fingers tangling to your hair.
  • “You look so good in blue…” he says, pulling you away a little to admire you one more time. “Guess I should wear blue more often if that’s how you’re gonna react.” You play with his hair and smile, oh… he really thought he was the one in control of this?
  • “MC… do you… do you mind taking this to the bedroom?” the way you wrap your arms around his neck and kisses him can only mean ‘no’.
  • But he would still like to have the upper hand this time, so his hands move to your ass, giving it a little squeeze before going down the back thighs, making you raise your legs and wrap them around his waist.
  • He carries you to the bedroom. Well, guess that pile of clothes on that floor will gain a few more pieces…

Jaehee

  • She wakes up and smells the fresh coffee. Oh… what a nice surprise drinking your coffee that early in the morning.
  • You’re wearing a long-sleeve button shirt, judging from all the room in the bust are, it can only be her shirt.
  • She doesn’t mind, you two have this habit of sharing clothes, even though yours usually feel really tight in her chest since your boobs are fairly smaller.
  • But sharing panties? That’s new! She knows it’s hers because usually you wear thongs while she likes the bikini type more.
  •  This arouses her more as she would care to admit. You making coffee while looking that cute it’s too good for this hour in the morning…
  • “Earth to Jaehee!” you tease her waving your hand in front of her face. “Why are you spacing out like this?”
  • “Don’t ask as if you don’t know. Did you finally surrender to the bikini’s comfort?” “I guess, though thongs are cuter, don’t you agree?”on you? Yes, definitely.
  • “Anyway, your clothes are comfortable and smell like you,that’s why I put it,  I hope that’s not a problem…” How would this be a problem? You can’t say cute things like that looking so sexy! It’ almost a crime!
  • “The only problem here is that you look so beautiful I feel I won’t be able to get my hands off of you.” Oh wow… so bold in the morning, miss Jaehee… “Hmm, I don’t see the problem here…”
  • “Good.” She says bringing you closer, you’re so surprised by her sudden boldness you almost don’t know what to do with your hands, you start holding her forearms, then wrapping around her neck, but holding her by the waist feels more comfortable.
  •  One of her hand is in your cheek, moving your head as she wants, the other one is already undoing the buttons of the shirt. “You’re not wearing a bra, are you?”
  • You nod negatively with a wicked smile, that’s her cue to slide the shirt off of you and plant hungry kisses to your neck as you moan.
  • That delicious coffee you made would have to wait a little… okay, maybe a lot.

Jumin

  • He got a little sad you weren’t beside him in the bed.
  • But as soon as he saw your back in the kitchen, that little sadness faded away completely. Of course he doesn’t need you cooking since he can always call the chef, but seeing you like this make him feel so special and loved…
  • And then he couldn’t help but smirk in curiosity realizing you were wearing his striped shirt from last night.
  • “May I ask why you keep stealing my clothes when you have the most comfortable and beautiful sleepwear in your closet?” you yelp in scare, just noticing him standing by the table looking at you with his arms crossed.
  • “They’re so fancy I’m afraid of ruining them. Plus, this smells nicer.” Cute… unbelievably cute! He heard about people being grumpy in the morning, but you’re just… cute.
  • He was about to say you won this one, then you bend down to take something out of the oven and he notices grey boxers showing up…
  • “MC?” “Yes, Jumin?” your eyes are still focused on the oven. “Why are you wearing my underwear?”
  • “Hum? Oh… don’t get me wrong, I really like those Victoria Secret’s ones, but this is so comfortable! Why is man’s underwear so much more comfortable? Ugh, it isn’t fair!” he narrows his eyes at you.
  • “You know what is really unfair? You provoking me this early in the morning before I have to leave for work.” He comes closer, his eyes locked to yours as a predator corning its prey.
  • “Provoking you? Me? Ah, come on, Jumin, it’s just und… mmm.” He interrupts you with a kiss, his tongue desperate trying to invade your mouth while his hands move to under the shirt, making you shiver.
  • You’re not feeling like having him in charge so much, so you break the kiss and start kissing his neck, he plays along and starts undoing his pajama so your tongue can roll down.
  • And it keeps rolling down his neck, reaching his chest, his abs… you tug his pajama trousers and smile playfully as find he’s wearing grey boxers too. “We’re matching!”
  • It’s still weird letting you in charge and he definitely needs to teach you a lesson for stealing his clothes but right now… all he can focus is in your mouth.

 

Saeyoung

  • He is a light sleep, so when he hears some noises coming from that kitchen, he immediately wakes up.
  • Then he finds you wearing his hoodie and… nothing else? Ohoho, what a view in the morning, am I right?
  • “Good morning!” you notice him behind you and smile, he hugs you from behind and buries his face in your hair. “Yes, it’s a great morning!”
  • He presses his body against yours and feels there are some panties down there. Well, not as if this was less hot, anyway.
  •  “Someone is in a good mood, usually I have to drag you out of the bed, your lazy bum!”
  • “Well, now you should be careful I don’t drag you back there.” He tries to tickle your sides, but you shoo him away. “No! We have to eat something beside HBC at least in the morning, you know?” he pouts, but you ignore him, focusing again on whatever you’re cooking.
  •  And he knows you’re right, so he sits and just watches you. And he was really willing to leave you alone, but when you raise your arms to reach something in a higher shelf, revealing his kitten pattern boxers, he’s gone!
  • “MC?” “What now, Saeyoung?” you glare at him, only to find his eyes roaming to your body. “You know stealing my hoodie is one thing, but stealing my underwear is something I can’t let you get away, right?”
  • “So what? You’re always stealing my bras and I never say anything!” “But I do to be funny because I know I look pathetic, you can’t steal my boxers and look that hot!” “Well, I’m sorry I look so hot, are you happy?
  • He knows you’re not actually mad, you’re just teasing him. “Oh, you’re sorry? I see… but I don’t think I can’t forgive you just like this” he’s behind you again, now using his arms to lock you and corner you against the balcony.
  • “What do you want me to do, then?” “First, give me back my hoodie…” he unzips the hoodie, making you shiver. “But then… then I’ll have nothing on…”
  • “That’s the idea.” He takes it off of you and tugs your hair behind your ear, letting your neck and shoulder completely available to his nips and bites while one hand slips to inside the kitten pattern boxers.
  • Well, he warned you about dragging you back to bed, didn’t he?

Saeran

  • It took him a while to get used to sharing the bed, but now he got used to it, he hates waking up without you beside him
  • Then he finds you in the kitchen making breakfast… okay, you’re forgiven this time.
  • But he can’t forgive you for wearing one of his sweaters and… one of his black boxers? WHAT THE FUCK?
  • “Hey! Who told you could steal my clothes like that?” “Good morning to you too, Saeran!” you smile sweetly, ignoring his glare.
  • “Don’t mock me! And what’s with you wearing my boxers, you pervert?” “Don’t think too highly of yourself, it was just the first thing I found in the closet.”
  • “Ugh… you’re impossible! What would you do if I stole one of your panties?” your eyes gleam “Would you really? I would recommend a pink one, you would look so cute!”, he blushes, you’re obviously not taking him seriously… or maybe you are a pervert after all.
  • Either way, he’s not pleased. He doesn’t like this invasion of his personal space, like, the most personal space he could have.
  • So he corners you against the balcony, and having you this close wearing his sweater and boxers, nothing else… he’s almost forgetting why he was mad.
  • “You’re tempting me, aren’t you?” “Ugh, not everything is about you…” you look so cute when you get mad like this… he grins.
  • “But okay, since you don’t like it, I’ll take it off!” YES! Oh… no, you mean change, right? “Well, allow me to take it off for you.”
  • He hooks his thumbs on the waistband of the boxers, you look down in anticipation, then look back at his face, reaching his mouth for a deep kiss.
  • He takes this as a chance to grind on you , his hand slowly pulling the boxers down your thighs as he moves his mouth to your neck, biting and letting a few hickeys.
  • Now he definitely forgot what he was mad about before.

anonymous asked:

Heyo! So, I was curious: in the "Objects In Motion" universe, I was wondering exactly what kind of things Lance and Keith do to make each other flustered and embarrassed and stuff like that. You said Lance became a master of "Making Keith Lose His Cool In All Ways ;)", plus he had some SERIOUS game on the pirate adventure, and that kinda peaked my interest XD

Ah, now that I have angsty space cowboy stuff done, I can answer your question :D Sorry for the delay, honey! *ponders* 

Well, I’m just gonna focus on Lance for a sec: Lance is already pretty confident in his flirting, as we’ve seen in canon. He’s definitely over-the-top, and he doesn’t always know when to turn it off, but his charming cheesiness definitely has an effect on some people (i.e. certain mermaids, and a couple of alien shoppers ;D). But it’s a little different with Keith, since they’re already dating … 

Basically, this is what happens …


Lance actually likes arguing with Keith. He’d discovered this a while back, before they started going out, but now it’s extra fun — there’s always a smile playing at the corner of Keith’s mouth, their insults are far more creative, playful, and sometimes even flirty. Keith can flirt, and Lance is really, really bad at hiding how much that gets to him. And Keith knows it, so even if he’s kind of awkward about it sometimes, Lance still blushes and stammers, and it’s not fair.

That is, until, he discovers that he has his own power over Keith. And then all bets are off.

“Man, that was a steep drop,” Keith complains, rubbing at his hip. “Pidge could’ve waited to turn the gravity back on.”

“Ah, angel, did it hurt?” Lance asks, grinning widely as he takes off his helmet, his hair damp and sticking to his forehead. “You know, when you fell from heaven?”

Keith gapes at him. “Really? Really, Lance?” 

At the time, Lance chalks up the red flush in Keith’s cheeks to the wild fight they’d just been through, to the use of yet another silly nickname in Lance’s quest to find the perfect one, but then, later on in the kitchen …

It was too much fun to prompt that irritated look on Keith’s face, and so Lance holds Keith food up over his head, because he can, because that one and a half extra inch of height makes a difference, and Keith just glares at him, arms crossed. It’s too damn cute, and Lance winks at him, saying, “Listen, it’s important — I gotta tell you that if you were a fruit, you’d be a fineapple.”

And then he presents Keith his bowl of pineapple flavoured goo with a wide, proud grin on his face.

Keith is blushing while he snatches his food away and huffs his way to a table. Lance is delighted.

Oh, it’s on now. 

 “Hey, Keith!” Lance calls across the hanger after they’ve landed on a new planet for yet another diplomatic mission. They’re dressed formally, and Keith looks especially nice in simple Altean finery. He shoots Lance a quizzical look.

You must be peanut butter because you make my legs feel like jelly.” 

Pidge and Hunk each take a turn smacking the back of Lance’s head as they pass by, but Lance is too happy watching Keith flustered and floundering for a comeback to care.

Keith complains about the nicknames, but the pick-up lines he rarely comments on. He just glares while blushing, or gapes as his ears go red, or tells Lance to knock it off, we’re in the middle of a Galra base, holy crap, Lance, focus. 

That changes when they’re sitting together on the observation deck’s couch, on one of their casual dates; Lance lights up as he remembers yet another fabulous line while staring at Keith’s feet resting on a pillow. “Oh, hey, lemme tie your shoe laces!”

Keith sits up straight to stare at him. “Um, my boots don’t have any —”

“’Cause I don’t want you falling for anyone else,” Lance finishes happily.

That familiar light dusting of pink starts at Keith’s cheeks, spreads to his neck and ears. Lance is laughing, and then Keith blurts out, “Are you joking around, or … or do you actually mean it?”

Lance stops laughing. “Wait, what?”

“I mean, I get that you’ve always been … but now that we’re together, are you just, like … unable to break the habit, or something?” Keith drops his gaze to his lap, trying to act indifferent. “It’s fine, by the way, even funny sometimes, I just wonder —”

“Um, Keith, I don’t flirt with people I’m not attracted to?” Lance says, confused and somewhat alarmed. “A habit? … Yeah. Yeah it is. As in, I habitually flirt with the hottest person in the room. And that’s always you.”

Keith lifts his head up, eyes wide. He’s red, absolutely fire engine red, and Lance thrills at the sight, feels himself warming up as Keith blinks and says in a hoarse voice, “Oh. Okay.” He clears his throat. “They’re terrible lines.”

Lance smiles, honest and affectionate as he replies, “Yeah, but I mean every word of them. You are stupidly fine, you routinely give me weak knees, and I want you all to myself, so please ignore any number of charming aliens that might try to steal you away.” He wraps his arms around Keith, pulling him into his chest so he can kiss the top of his head. “I’ve always been kind of jealous of how cool you are, but now I’m also aware of how pretty you are too, and it’s kinda unfair, dude. How dare you?”

“You’re the handsome one,” Keith mutters against Lance’s neck. “And you know it, jackass.”

Lance laughs into messy black hair. “Then trust me — it takes one to know one.”

Keith snorts and shifts in Lance grip. Somehow they’ve ended up reclined, Keith half on top of Lance, and he lifts himself up using his arms on either side of Lance’s shoulders, looks down at him so fondly that Lance feels a pleasant ache start up in his chest.  

“Hey, Lance?” he says quietly.

“Yeah?”

“I was feeling a little off today … But you definitely turned me on.”

Lance goggles at his boyfriend for what feels like a solid minute before he cracks up and drags him down by his shirt collar. It ends up with him wheezing as Keith crashes his full weight into him, and Lance’s arm is weirdly pinned between them, but that doesn’t stop him from kissing the smile on Keith’s face, giggling into his mouth. 

And he keeps on practicing his one-liners, his honest, no-holds-barred compliments and sweet promises, relishing each and every hitched breath from his boyfriend, until Lance is probably smooth enough to pick up any hot alien from here all the way back to Earth … But Keith, Keith is the only one that he ever wants to use his flirtations on because, as he tells his boyfriend one day, “You know, pudding-pop, you may not actually need a nickname …”

“Oh really? Does that mean this torture will end?” Keith flashes a quick teasing grin.

Lance winks back. “All I want to call you is mine.”

And there’s the blush, and the stutter, and nothing in the universe makes Lance as happy as charming the hell out of his Red Paladin.


Ta-dah! Look at how stupidly fluff this is. This is what happens when I write angst non-stop and then switch over to happier things. It’s like I need to be ridiculously overly sweet to compensate. *sighs* Well, I hope this worked for you! I had to look up those pick-up lines by the way — I definitely do not have the right mind to come up with stuff as wonderfully cheesy as that ;)

"im going to give it to you?"

pairing: jason todd x reader

warnings: cursing, sexual themes, mature themes

prompt: (a/n: okay so i don’t wanna give the prompt bc i feel like it’s too heavy to put in a couple of sentences but, this is going to be a two parter, the next part will be a smut lol so,,, this is just a lemon i guess… ok anyways) jason is going to be giving y/n a lesson about virginity and such and such but y/n and jason are just best friends so uh i guess that’s what the prompt is idk

I sit on the couch waiting for Jason. I have absolutely no idea why he is taking so long because we planned this a week ago. I mean, I guess since he doesn’t know what this “just a talk, Jay please just come,” is, he doesn’t know how important it is and how nervous I am for the talk.

Ugh, we are both adults and I shouldn’t feel like this. Both, mature, adults.

This is wei–

*my apartment door opens abruptly and shuts quite loudly*

“Sorry baby doll, Roy needed something for this weekend and I–”

“Jason, can you just come over, this is important.”

Jason sets down his keys on my kitchen counter and strides to sit across from me on the couch. He’s wearing those black jeans and his gray t shirt that almost matches what I’m wearing. We’ve known each other for a while and I guess we just grew into each other haha. I’m wearing my black allbirds, leggings and an oversized gray crew neck. Both of our hair is slightly messy but I’ve got mine in a pony tail.

“Is something going on? You said that this was just a talk.”

I don’t know how to start this off so I am just silent and looking out the window in front of us.

*after a little pause of absolute silence*

Jason moves over right next to me on the couch and hugs me.

“Bad news, anything. You can tell me anything y/n. I won’t judge or get upset just tell me whatever okay?”

“Jay, it’s not bad news it’s just kinda embarrassing and I don’t know how you will react.”

I lean my head into the crevice of his neck. God why am I doing this again?

Let’s start from the beginning. A couple months ago, I was dating this guy from a different college and we got really close and we were about to do the do, but then I realized I didn’t want to do it with him? I just wasn’t comfortable with him and I didn’t trust him and all these different factors just made me not want to lose my virginity with him. Virginity is really just a concept designed by men to conform women but yadayada I just didn’t want to give it to some guy I wasn’t going to prosper with etc. I ended up breaking up with him because he had needs that I didn’t want to fulfill.

I knew that I could just get one of my good friends could just have a friends with benefits kinda relationship. I had so many good hot guys to choose from, Dick, Jason, Roy, Conner, Peter, etc. But the real questions are

Who would be open to this?
Who do I trust?
Who has /experience/ ?

I mean, everyone like Dick and I can be caught fawning over him, but he’s like a big brother to me and things would get awkward after. I can sense that shit.

Peter is a little inexperienced to be honest, Conner is debatable. I mean, he’s a little of a goody goody so I don’t know what to expect from him. I do know that he is experienced though um, we can keep him as the last option.

Roy or Jason. I’ve been thinking about this for weeks. Roy has been starting a thing with Kori so I don’t really know if it’s a good time to ask him…

Jason seems like the perfect candidate. We’ve been friends since before his death. We’ve always had a close relationship that is judgement free and open and endlessly supporting. He definitely fills the /experienced/ part.

Gosh I’ve heard stories from even when I attend Bruce’s galas about Jason.

“Take your time cupcake, I won’t judge you, nothing you say can change us okay? You’re my best friend.”

I take a deep breath.

“You know Marcus? Well I-”

My head falls off of Jason almost immediately as he jumps up.

“What Did He Do? God, If he hurt you I swear I’ll–”

I grab Jason’s forearm and pull him back onto the couch.

Jason’s POV///

God I love her so much. If Marcus did anything to her I’d beat him. She’s too pure for him. Too good. Always been too good for all her partners.

Ugh now would be a good time to tell her about my feelings? I can’t keep dragging this out. But she’s *talking* to me. Now isn’t the right time. But it’s never the right time. Cmon big boy just ask her out it’s not that hard. She’s my best friend. I could lose so much if this goes wrong.

“Hello, Jayce?”

I snap and pay attention to y/n.

Regular POV///

This is so nerve-wracking ugh.

“Okay, let me finish. Don’t interrupt me, just listen. It’s really embarrassing and I have to ask you something and I just don’t want you to freak out or anything.”

Jason nods and puts his hand on my knee.

“Ok so long story short, Marcus made me realize that I didn’t want to have sex with him or just anyone and I didn’t want to give my virginity to anyone that I didn’t really trust. I thought that I could ask one of my guy friends to take it and you are my best guy friend so I was wondering if you wanted it?”
I say all of this in a rushed voice and I hope he understood what I said.

Jason is silent.

“Okay, that didn’t sound right? Uh I want to give it to you? I mean if you want it? I just want someone to take my virginity so that I can have sex with other people later and be okay? That wasn’t right either. Uh, my virginity, I’m going to give it to you? I don’t really know what to say–”

Jason whispers,
“You’re still a virgin?”
He starts to snicker.

Asshole.

“I’m only 25 Jay, I just haven’t wanted to do it yet, I don’t know.”

He hugs me and starts laughing.

“Jason, don’t laugh you’re making me feel bad.”

“Sorry pumpkin, haha I just, hahaha, I’ve never had this happen to me. Usually girls just throw themselves at me and you’re asking me to catch you hahah.”

“Yea, I’ve heard.”
I push him off me and punch his firm chest. No effect, not surprising. He catches my hands and stops laughing.

“Okay, okay, I’ll help you out. If-”

My face mutes.

“If What.” I say, very unimpressed.

“Hey, no attitude. You’re the one asking for favors. If, you tell me why you’re asking me instead of your other friends. What is it about me that caught your eye, huh? My ass? My biceps? My meaty thighs?.”

I get up and walk over to the door. Jason is watching me from the couch slightly confused. I put on my jacket and take my pony tail out. Give my hair a little scrunch and flip and put on some lipstick. Giving my self a once over I look back at Jason.

“Ok so I am going to go ask Roy now? (and to irritate Jason I swing low and say) or Dick? We’ll see who I run into first. Or I’ll a–”

Jason jumps off the couch and runs towards me. He blocks the door and picks me up and throws me over his shoulder.

“Hey! Put me down! You lost this privilege Jay.”

He chuckles and drops me back into the couch. I am laying down while he sits on the edge of the couch, caging me with those strong arms.

“Finish what you were going to say doll face. Who else were you going to ask?”

“Conner.”
I try my hardest to look emotionless but I can feel myself pout.

He pulls out his cellphone.
My eyes widen.
I try my very hardest to take it but it’s not working.

“You wouldnt-”


“Ah ah ah, no touching, just talking haha. You gonna tell me why you asked me first hm?”

I pout full on.

“Fine. I asked you because you are my bestest best friend and I know that you have a lot of experience and I thought I could trust you. I just thought that I could give my virginity to someone I cared about, before I have to tie myself down. I don’t know I just thought you’d be the best. We’ve already seen each other naked so,”

“Nah, you’ve seen me in my underwear and I barely saw you in a swim suit.”

“How different could we look when we are fully naked? I bet you can imaging what I look like, wait, don’t.”

“Oh, when all the clothes come off, it really does look different. Alright when do you wanna have sex with me?”

“Jason, don’t say it like that. Can we do it this Friday? Before the charity ball? We are going together anyways so…Actually let’s do it after… That makes more sense.”

“Oh, y/n, I’ll never forget this haha. I’m picking you up for the ball too so be ready.”

Jason kisses my forehead and then boops my nose and chuckles while he makes his way to the door.
“Alrighty then, Friday after the ball. See ya later cupcake.”

What did I get myself into?

Jason’s POV///
Maybe something great can come out of this. At least she trusts me enough to do this. Or is this an ultimate friendzoning thing?? Dude you’re having sex with your best friend this is good!! I don’t know what to do know.. I’ll ask Dick…


Too be continued…;)

anonymous asked:

Hey I have a question about drawing! How do you start the pose for each character? I can quite seem to get poses right and was wondering if you had any tips/examples of how to do them?

Depending on the difficulty of the pose it really varies ! Most of the time my process for figuring out what pose i want or how i want it to look is pretty long and tedious and messy, without a lot of me just doodling all over the canvas and erasing to see what looks right… lol

It helps to start out with basic shapes though ! I always kinda jst

LIKE THIS AND so on so on it can uh… take pretty long for me to be satisfied and sometimes i already know what i want but, tHis is a pretty solid way (for me at least) to go about it !

it’s easier to fit characters together when you start out with just shapes and stuff !

SINCE SHE WAS SO BEAUTIFUL I HAD TO coughstrycoughs REDRAW IT ◟(◔ั₀◔ั )◞ ༘♡

May Kirishima Touka be always with us, amen.

a comparison
  • what aesthetic, on-screen studyblr looks like: going to cafes to study, drinking enough water, reading in your spare time, everything is neat and organized
  • what it looks like behind the screen: staying home all week because holy fuck i procrastinated too much, messy and rushed notes, not getting nearly enough sleep
I Like You

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

A/N: Requested by @sassy-and-classy-cowgirl ! Hope you like it :)

Steve nudged Bucky’s arm with more force than he intended.

“Ow. What the fuck, man?” Bucky exclaimed under his breathe.

“Sorry, I didn’t…Anyway, how’s it goin’ with (Y/n)?” Steve asked with excitement.

Across the table, Sharon quickly put down the glass of wine she was sipping from. She and Steve had been playing match maker, or at least attempting to, with Bucky and you– only, you had no idea. 

“Yeah, how’s it coming? Bombarding her with all your old-timey charm, I assume?” Sharon teased, finding it simply gleeful to see Bucky’s scowling/frustrated expression. “Don’t tell me she hasn’t fallen head over heels!”

“No…not yet. She’s been pretty reluctant,” Bucky admitted. “I don’t know what it is.”

Sharon looked at Bucky’s suddenly sadden face and sighed. “Well, the thing is…”

This intrigued both Bucky and Steve who promptly looked at Sharon like she had grown a third nose.

“She’s recovering from a pretty messy break-up. Her ex and (Y/n) had a long history and he really hurt her. Badly. That’s all I’ll say,” Sharon summed up.

Face-planting into his hands, Bucky groaned miserably. “You tell me this NOW? God, I must’ve seemed like a jerk!” 

Watching him lamenting, Sharon and Steve glanced at each other with looks of slight guilt. Maybe that was something worth telling Bucky before he made nice-guy moves on (Y/n).

Meanwhile in the bathroom, you washed your hands in ice cold water. You gulped down the fear and dejection as you stared at your reflection. Thoughts and feelings swirled inside of you, all of them related to Bucky. There was an intense feeling of desire and lust, but also caution and frustration. You didn’t want to make the same goddamn mistake of trusting someone so easily, so willingly. But when it came with Bucky, it’s like you let go of all common sense. You fell for him. Hard. Maybe it was because you were just coming out of a relationship? Or maybe this was actually attraction?

Shutting off the water aggressive, you mumbled, “Fuck.”

“Shh, she’s coming back,” Steve shushed, trying to act natural.

When you sat back down, you smiled at Sharon before realizing it was way too quiet at the table. “Did something happen while I was gone?”

“No, no…” Sharon shook her head. “But Steve and I are gonna, um, go to the bathroom.”

“Ugh, I don’t need to know about what my best friend does with her boyfriend in the bathroom,” you joked, faking to be grossed out.

You watched her leave with a little bit of hesitance, because it would be just you and Bucky. Kinda awkward.

“So…” You started, picking at your food.

“I like you,” Bucky blurted. You looked at him with wide, doe eyes. But as you opened your mouth to reply, Bucky quickly said, “No, just listen. Please. I’ve liked you for a while, but you never seemed to reciprocate. Which is fine. Especially now that I know your emotional wall is because of a bad relationship and messy break up. I get it. And I get it if you don’t wanna talk to me again, ever but I wanted you–no, needed you–to know.”

“I…” you sighed. This was it. The moment of truth. What you would say next determined your life. “I like you too.”

6

FINAL FANTASY WEEK

Day 1: Favourite character > Yuna

My father… I loved him. So I… I will live with my sorrow, I will live my own life! I will defeat sorrow, in his place. I will stand my ground and be strong. I don’t know when it will be, but someday… I will conquer it. And I will do it without… false hope. 

Keep Me Safe

Oh my gosh. Okay finally here it is! This is a request from an anon: 

“will you write one where reader is afraid of thunderstorms and the joker tells her to get over it at first, but then feels bad and comforts her? make it fluffy please :)”

I’m so so so sorry it took so long guys, i’ve just been crazy busy with work and school and it’s just been ridiculous but winter break is coming up so I’ll be writing a ton to make up for lost time! haha. Hope you guys like it and to the one that requested it, I know you didn’t request smut but I was kinda feeling it.. sorry if you dont like it!!! 

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Another crash caused you to jump and then squirm even further under the covers. Thunderstorms were your weakness, your achilles heel if you must. They terrified the living daylights out of you. The light cracked through the window and before you knew it another crash boomed throughout the bedroom making you shake. You kept yourself wrapped in blankets to attempt to block out the loud sounds coming from outside. You reached for your phone hoping to maybe distract yourself from the horror going on outside your window. 

As you unlocked the screen you saw that you had a text from J saying that work had held him back but he would be home soon. You smiled to yourself as you realized that this would help you calm down a bit. You heard the front door slam and J rustling his keys before his heavy footsteps sounded up the stairs. 

“J come here please!” You yelled loud enough for him to hear down the hall. He pushed the door open and looked at you in disbelief. 

“Are you kidding me Y/N? You’ve completely wrapped yourself in all of the covers. Why?” He just stared at you unsure of what to say.

 “Well… It’s  thundering out and I got kinda scared and I don’t know… I just sorta thought it’d be better if I hid? I don’t know J. Can you please just get in bed so I can sleep?” You gave him your best puppy dog eyes look and hoped it would get him in bed. He blinked, not emotion on his pale white face. 

“Fine. But give me a couple minutes to clean myself up. Work got a little messy,” he said with a smirk. You knew that meant that he had killed some poor sucker. You loved him to bits but people were so stupid to try and make deals with him. He’s a merciless killer, there’s not a chance he would spare some sad man’s life. When you looked closer you noticed that the burgundy shirt ha had on had some darker spots, no doubt blood. 

“Okay good, no blood on the bed!” you giggled as he turned around and gave you an ‘are you serious right now?’ kind of look. He grunted and nodded his head once as he stalked into the bathroom. Another boom shook the house and you let out a small squeak. Why did this have to happen? Why couldn’t it be all sunshine always? You leaned back against the headboard and waited for J to come to bed. 

“J how much longer are you gonna be?” you shouted from the bed. 

“Y/N come on. I’ll be there soon, can’t you just go to sleep? You’re being ridiculous Y/N it’s just thunder,” he replied. 

“J you know damn well that I can’t sleep! You know damn well how scared I am of thunder.” He groaned at the absurdity of it. You were his partner in crime, you were bad ass, ruthless, fearless. But not when it came to thunder. It terrified you and you had no clue why. You felt the bed dip as you looked out the window. His strong arms wrapped around your frame and he pulled you close to his chest. His hot breath fanned the back of your neck, his presence alone relaxing your tense body. You leaned back into his warm chest and sighed, closing your eyes and smiling a little bit. He was always so warm, the man just radiated heat. It was ridiculous but you weren’t complaining. He was the best to share a bed with, who needs a blanket when your boyfriend is always a million degrees?

“That better baby girl? Daddy making you feel safe?” You didn’t need to turn around to know that he had a smirk plastered on his bright red lips. To answer him you pushed back even further, making sure that you wiggled your bum around as you moved back. You heard his low purr in your ear and smiled to yourself, he would soon be melting in your hands. 

“Daddy I’m cold, can you keep me warm?” you asked wiggling your body so he would pull you flush against him. He wasn’t stupid, he knew what your end game was and he was more than willing to play along. His arms circled tighter around you, giving you all the warmth you needed. To be honest, you weren’t even very cold at all, you just wanted to get a reaction out of him, and so far, it was working. 

“Mmm baby girl, I think you have other ideas on how to stay warm don’t you?” You giggled at his statement, knowing full well what he had in mind. His hand slid down your front to casually fondle and play with the hem of your pink lacy panties. Your head fell back onto his shoulder and you gasped as he slid his hand down directly over your wet hole. “My pretty little girls wet for Daddy already hm? This is what you wanted anyways isn’t princess?” He was definitely playing along. You nodded and pushed your hips up into his hand to try and gain some pressure on your most sensitive areas. He pulled his hand away, teasing you, denying you what you needed most. 

“J please,” you begged.

“Who?” He replied with a tinge of darkness and lust to his voice. You smirked and gave him what he wanted. 

“Daddy pretty please.” He couldn’t see your face but he assumed that you had a cocky smile on your face, thinking you hand him in the palm of your hand, but oh how wrong you were. He growled in your ear, sending shivers down your spine. He once again slid his hand down your stomach, dipping into the waistband of your panties. 

You two were connected on a different level. He knew every inch of your body like the back of his hand, and you knew his. He knew everything that sent you into a frenzy. His skilled fingers immediately found your desperate clit. You groaned and gripped his wrist letting you know how good he was making you feel. You loved when he touched you, he never failed to make you scream and moan for him. You were so lost in the feeling of his finger toying with your clit that you hadn’t really noticed that he had slid further down, the tip of his index finger pressing lightly against your dripping core. You groaned, letting him know that you wanted more, you wanted to feel him inside of you. 

“Beg baby girl. Beg daddy to finger your tight little pussy baby,” he urged you. 

“Oh god, please Daddy, pretty, pretty please I wanna cum, I need to cum Daddy. Please make me cum,” you said in a hushed, out of breath tone. He chuckled behind you and pressed a single finger in to you. You gasped as he entered you and started pumping his finger in and out slowly. You couldn’t control your moans. “Daddy I’m so close I’m gonna cum please keep going.” He reached around and applied pressure to your clit as he mercilessly finger fucked your pussy. Your moans grew louder and you could feel yourself slipping over the edge. Soon enough your high came and you screamed out for him. 

“Is that better princess? Are you still scared?” You shook your head and turned around to face him. 

“Thank you,” you mumbled, looking up at him with a smile. He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to your lips. “You’re so warm,” you said into his chest as you nuzzled into him. He made a noise of acknowledgement and pulled you in closer to him. Thunder rumbled outside again and you tensed up. 

“Sshh baby it’s okay. I’m here, you’re okay. Daddy’s here to protect you,” he cooed. You smiled at his caring tone and your body relaxed. “You need to sleep baby. Close your eyes doll, I’m right here.” You nodded and closed your eyes and exhaled deeply. His hand trailed up and down your back creating a relaxing rhythm. With your ear pressed against his firm chest you paid close attention to his steady heartbeat, eventually lulling you to sleep.

“I love you J,” you mumbled right before you slipped into a deep slumber. 

“I know Y/N, I know. You’re mine,” he whispered to you as you drifted into a peaceful state of dreaming. Deep down he knew he loved you back but he could just never find the right time or way to say it so he just didn’t. “I love you too my precious.”


Twin Invasion

John (left) and Nick (right) Vasquez were brothers, John was the youngest brother and Nick the oldest. Also, he was hulkier than his brother even if both of them were beefcakes. John wasn’t a stereotyped jock like his brother, in fact, during his puberty he was frequently mocked for being skinny compared to his hunky big brother. Out of jealousy, he worked out until he was enough manful but still not like his brother. It was funny because when they were children, John much more of a man than Nick, the nerd who was watching cartoons every day and was passionate by paranormal, he was even nicknamed “Dib” because he had a small dick and was more like a baby. Then a growth spurt somehow turned him into an alpha male which changed the sibling hierarchy. Unknown to John, it was half true, in the past, Nick secretly went out of his house to find proof about a 7000 foot slug monster living in the forest, instead he found a strange and glowing stone and when he touched it, his muscle mass instantly increased. It was finally his chance to be the big man, to date Natasha Irken and be the favorite son. However, his ambitions quickly grew stronger as he dumped Natasha to date sexier girls and ruined John’s adolescence. When the two of them became a pair of Adonis, they started a successful model career. However Nick was renowned for being the bad boy archetype while John was the bachelor that every girl should be lucky to marry. Soon, John and Natasha’s wedding was announced everywhere which made Nick laugh because he didn’t thrusted into that couple. In spite of, in the inside he hated that Natasha was in love with John, not because he loved Natasha but because he loved his brother. During their childhood, his little brother was the one protecting him against his bullies and when they grew up he kept being his dear brother. Maybe he was too possessive or just envious that John only needed his charming behaviour and his good looks to have a lot of fans while Nick had to break the law to be famous. No, it was more than that, Nick wanted his brother to be jealous, to look at him, to lust after him, but now it was obvious that because of his teasing, his little brother hated him. What he could do to cope with his sadness? Alcohol and orgies were the only things which worked. Besides, John was homophobic and even Nick was disgusted by his feelings toward someone of the same gender. But today it was different, he would reveal his love to him, so he picked the lock of his brother’s house and waited for him.

Meanwhile, John was exiting his studio to jog as the flamboyant photographer wanted a real sweaty man for art, it was more because he wanted his queer dick to look at some real man, thought John. Then, he put his earphones and ran around the studio. As he was about to return to the studio, he saw a glowing light in the forest and head toward it. Close to it, he noticed a rock with numerous holes but the light had disappeared. As he leaned his head near to the rock, he was hypnotized when the glimmer returned, but nothing could have warn him about the thing inside it.

-What the fuck is that little shit?

-Hey! Bow in front of me, the Great Zim! You miserable and insignificant human!

-Hahaha! I can’t believe that! I must shoot this!

-Stop it! My picture only deserved to be represented by the most skillful painters of the Universe!

-Ha! What would you? Tickle my balls?

-Ggrrrr! You leave me no choice, lesser rank specie. It’s time for the INVASION!

The tiny green man grabbed his advanced gun and shot a giant net which captured John and pinned him to the ground. As he was squirming and groaning, Zim pushed a button on his gun which electrified the net as John screamed. Consequently, Zim smiled and jumped into his open mouth. His eyes widen as the alien crawled into his brain and digged itself in it. “AHHH! GET OUT OF MY HEAD! NNGGGG!”. John groaned and convulsed before cooling down and smirking as he torn off the net. “Hmm. This vessel is strong, it would be useful… I hope you enjoy your point of view, because Zim the Invader just have invade your body! You should be honored to be the host of an intergalactic conqueror! *Sniff* What a virile scent you have and that voice, yesss… but this body needs more hair.”. Zim/John searched into his meteorite and found a syringe that he injected in his neck which developed his hirsuteness.  

-Much better.

-Finally Jonh, we found you! Bring your dull butts here, we have some pics to shoot!

-Silence, human! You shall respect your emperor and call him and only… Well, I have a new form now and it would be a shame to waste this excellent piece of meat… I agree, vermin. But you shall call me by this only name, Great great emperor king with the royal and majestic and humongous staff.

-Alright… Follow us then, Great great emperor king with the royal and majestic and humongous penis.

-What’s a penis?

-… You know, we can talk about that after our work, gorgeous.

-Fine, I’m pleased to see that you are ready to serve your sovereign.

-Every time.

The photo shooting was unusual yet more lustful than expected. Zim didn’t listen to the photographer and instead explored his new body in front of the aroused cameraperson. As the extraterrestrial was possessing a human body for the first time, his reactions were real unlike the past John’s acting. The best was probably the pic where the model flexed his bulky biceps and shown his amazing hairy armpit whereas sweat poured from his messy hair to his tank top.

-I don’t know how you get all of that hair but I love it!  

After that, he left the studio and used his host’s memory to return at his house which was curiously unlocked. When he entered, he raised an eyebrow when he saw someone looking almost like him.

-Fascinating! Is that a new type of mirror?

-John!

-*High pitched* AHHH! I mean… *manlier* AHHH! Who are you?

-Don’t laugh with me John, it’s important!

-Fine… Hmm… Eric.

-Nick.

-Yeah Nick… Dear brother.

-Alright weirdo John… It’s kinda complicated but… I love you.

-And?

-And? What do you think about that?

-I think nothing, it’s your problem Nick if you want to lose time with foolish emotions, I have a planet to conquer!

-What are you talking about, John?

-Haha. The man you called John is my prisoner and my vessel, his body is mine just like the Earth! I am Zim the Invader! Supreme ruler of the Solar System and even more!

-John are you alright? You sound like a space being.

-What a… This is what I’m telling you since the beginning you dunce!

-Come on John, extraterrestrial doesn’t exist!

-You’re sure?

John grinned and use his net gun on Nick who couldn’t do nothing as he watched his little brother falling on the floor before a greenish creature exited his mouth.

-What the… Who are you?

-I AM ZIM! Do you hear that?! Your brother is mine forever!

-Noo! I will break free and squish you like a bug!

-Haha! Try!

-Ooh, my head… Nick? What’s happening.

-Well well, looks like my host is waking up, not for a long time!

Zim rushed into John’s shorts and into his member which made John yelling in pain as he gripped his penis.

-AAARGGHH! PLEASE HELP ME NICK!

-JOHN! No please! Take me instead!

-UNNNGGGG! IT IS MY BODY! STTOOOP IIIIIT! NOOOooo… Bone.

-John?

-Bone… bone boo bone bone, BOONY-BOONY-BONE, bone bone… BONER! Yes! I found the password of this human’s mind. Boner! Now I know everything that little Johnnie know, big bro. Did you know that because of you, your little brother was really sad? Boo-hoo. Fortunately he lifted iron and became this handsome dreamboat! Nevertheless, it wasn’t enough for daddy and mommy, it was always you the favorite son, even if you were a hooligan and a womanizer. So poor Johnnie had to prove that he is a respective man, not like you! Are you really thinking he cares about that Natha-slut? Hahaha! He wasted his whole life because of you, big brother! But now it’s finished, no more little Johnnie, only iron John, the lady-killer!

-Wait-wait! Could you at least release me?

-Don’t worry Nickie-boy, I’m sure that my big brother is strong enough to free himself. You know what? Maybe I need a little training before the real deal!

The new and hairier John took off his top as he rubbed with his large hands his burly torso, travelling on his light chest hair to his nipples and pinched them which made him moan as they were touchy, twisting them between the grip of his rough fingers.

-OOh! This receptacle is really sensitive but so entertaining.

-Don’t call my little brother a receptacle!

-Why? This what he is, a flesh container for my noble self… But I have to admit that I prefer this new skin over my past one.

John smirked with an arrogant smile that wasn’t his, he continued his provocation by sticking out his tongue and thrusting the air as his hands travelled on his sculpted abs and his hard package. It wasn’t his little brother anymore, he would never let his body being that hairy and unclean and that face, no it wasn’t him. It was nothing but a haughty and libidinous sexual beast. The filthy creature pursued by tearing off his short which revealed his hard member as he placed his dick between his hands and run them backwards and forwards to spin it like a fire stick. Nick tried to remove the net but he wasn’t strong enough and was forced to watch the whole scene. John groaned as he grasped his penis and fondled it. Nick couldn’t believe it, his brother always wanted a shaved body, but Nick had to admit that he loved the way of his precum falling into his pubic hair and on his hairy legs, he wanted to suck it for him, but he was disgusted by own thought. Finally, John roared as his dick shot loads of jizz straight on his brother’s sickened face.  

-Ahhh… Lick it old man.

-What? But…

-I told you to lick it. Or do you prefer that something happen to your pretty little brother’s face?    

-No no! Fine…

Nick moved his tongue around his cheeks as he tasted the mix of manly hormones and salt, he wanted to spit it but John abruptly pushed his hand on his lips, closing them.

-Swallow it, whore.

Nick swallowed the semen whereas his brother passed his finger on his nose and picked on the cum on it before putting it in his mouth and savored it.

-Hmm… Taste better than any juice in the galaxy.

John caressed softly his brother’s cheek before leaving. During the whole night, Nick asked himself about his brother’s safety. Whereas, the thing inside John was fucking every girls in a nightclub, he was amazed by the stallion’s stamina and when he came back to his house, he was covered by sweat and his own cum, totally naked, Nick was begging him to leave his little brother which made him laugh.

-Are you kidding me? I’m doing you a favor, because if it was the real John, he would reject and dump you! But with me in control, it’s not the same… Let’s have a deal, you let me inside your little brother and your secret, is a secret.

-What kind of secret? I just love you like a brother love…

-Tatata. Don’t play with words big brother. You know I am a nice little brother, so I wouldn’t tell that you are a faggot.

-I am not! Why would I…

-Shut up! Now clean my house. And if I notice you looking at me, I will beat you up you little shit! Understand?

-Yes, sir.

Without any effort, John removed the net as he flexed his muscular guns and licked his sweaty armpits before forcing his big brother’s mouth on it.

-Hmm. This host is full of interesting flavors… Start by cleaning my dirty underarms, maid!

-*Choke* B-but…

-NOW!

Nick grudgingly licked his little brother’s pit as he was disgusted and turned on at the same time. After that, a turn of events occurred. Indeed, John dumped Natasha and destroyed his neat facade with his various indecencies. Contrariwise, Nick stopped his bawdiness and followed his little brother everywhere, their parents were thinking that it was adorable that Nick was looking after his little brother, but in fact he was his slave. He enjoyed being abused and beaten by the pretty face of his perfect little brother, he felt like he deserved it for what he did and his “perverted” love toward him. Furthermore, he also loved that his good little brother was corrupted and perverted by a gruesome creature, he often peeped his little brother’s room as he banged pussies, taunted his reflection or fought for control. With time, John became more muscular while Nick lose some of his muscle mass. Nowadays, the brothers were more like twins and their career were more fruitful, John even registered them into dominance porns where, ironically, John is portrayed as the submissive one. Of course at home, the possessed little brother would use that as a reason to abuse his older brother. The new Nick would do everything to make his tormentor and brother happy. For example, in this photo Nick stay in the background to not ruin his brother’s selfie.

-Big bro, why are you far away from me? Are you angry?

-But John, you…

-Come here my dear brother.

Nick gulped as he approached his little brother, he was fond of those armpits, it was so boring that he kept shaving them. Suddenly, John yawned and put his arm around Nick’s shoulders, a surprised Nick listened to his brother as he whispered in his ear and even bit it.

-I’m watching you darling brother and if I notice a bulge in your shorts until the end of our selfies, I will beat you up.

John faked a smile as he laughed and tried to refrain his erection but his brother kept making cute and seductive face at him, he could drown himself into his blue eyes and those so kissable lips. Plus John loved the way the alien inside John change his brother, he perfectly shaped his furry eyebrows and let the hair proliferate on him, he wanted a bulge and his brother beating him up, forcing him to lick those wonderful armpits and it was the closer their relationship could get to.  

-Come on Nick, I know you want it, let your snake slither inside your pants, for me.

His little brother faked that he couldn’t take the selfie, whining and biting his lips as a results of that, but it was to excite Nick who resisted against his taunting. Tired, John took the selfie and slapped his big brother’s bubble butt, accidentally causing a giant boner.  

-What?! It-it didn’t… I mean, it’s already the end of…

-Shh. I didn’t post the selfie on tumblr, so it’s not the end of the selfie yet.

-Bu-but…

-I know you want it old man, tell me, beg me for it.

Nick chewed his tongue but his brother was so close, almost kissing him and his husky voice was so enthralling, it was too much.

-Please sir, beat me up in your den.

-Ha. Good boy.

John patted his big brother’s hair before rushing to their sport car and as Nick arrived, he locked the doors.

-John, I’m still outside.

-Of course I know, you think that I’m blind, repulsive queer?

-No no. Of course not, but how am I supposed to come back home?

-What a dumbass… I refuse to share my vehicle with a lower being like you. Plus I like my beloved brother all sweaty. Rrrr.

-Oh yeah sir, I will be sweaty for you.

-And you better run, I won’t wait for something inferior as you.

John laughed before leaving while his big brother jogged to his house. As a matter of fact, John sold Nick’s house to buy his own things and his past owner was forced (apparently) to sleep in a dog basket in his little brother’s room and when he was “busy” with some chicks he was forced to do the household chores even if he already made them. Zim explained that his invasion of John allowed him to manipulate his feelings and memories, including the one related to his older sibling. In fact, his hatred against Nick is a merging between John’s jealousy and Zim’s dislike toward humans. Consequently, Zim/John constantly harassed Nick by saying that it was his fault if John was possessed because if he wasn’t envious of his brother, he wouldn’t wanted to do everything to be the best at his job and wouldn’t have jog in the forest. Nick lamented a little before entering in his brother’s house who was lifting enormous barbells. All of a sudden, when he saw Nick, he threw the barbells to the ground and rushed to him.

-Ah you’re there! I had to wait for you faggot! Why you didn’t entered in the car with me? Now you’re sweating like a nasty pig!

-But you sa…

-Shut up! I’m talking! You humiliate me in front of everyone, lusting after an alpha male like me, your own brother! You’re disgusting!

-I’m sorry.

-Oh, you will be.

John lifted his fist against Nick who closed his eyes as he was ready to be punched, but nothing happened. His little brother was just standing there, smiling innocently.

-Follow me my precious half.

Soon, they arrived in John’s workout room who showed numerous pictures of John and Greek-like statues of him. John tapped his brother’s back before he moved behind a punching bag and grabbed it.

-Come on my one and only brother. Spit your loathe against me.

-What?

-It’s what punching bag are made for, right? Do it.

With a smug face, John glanced at his brother who started to reluctantly punch.

-What a lame hit, old man, is that all that you can do?

-I can’t Nick, I-I…

-You pathetic, disgusting and decrepit fag, you’re burden for me since I possessed this brainless meat sack! Show me your loathe!

-Bu-but… AHHH! I’m sick of you! I want my little brother back! I-I’m not a faggot! Leave my brother the fuck alone you gross creature!

In his frenzy, Nick unintentionally (perhaps) punched John who smiled evilly and licked the blood from the cut on his lips which quickly healed by itself.

-I’m sorry John, I didn’t mean to…

-You call that strength? Let me show you what it really means.

John grabbed the punching bag and detached it from the ground where is was supposedly stuck. His biceps and triceps were flexing into two gorgeous representations of a powerful manliness and the light was shining on his beefy pecs and delicious underarms hair. Nick fell and crawl on the floor as he was scared to get crushed by the bag, instead John roared and threw it on a cement wall who was destroyed.

-Home-run! What a fucking stud! Check out those big guns!

-John! You damaged your house!

-Slow-witted fool, I sold this house yesterday while you were asleep.

-Why?! John loved this house, he always said that…

-Are you talking about that mundane past John again? Are you suggesting that you prefer this stupid old John over me?  

-NO no! I’m sorry.

-Good, we have a boat waiting for us.  

Nick was confused when his brother told him to go on a boat, but he quickly followed him to show his obedience.

-John? Are you sure that this is okay? The weather seems a bit…

-Shut up… Tell me hideous maid, have you made my breakfast?  

-Yeah… Sadly, it’s still in the house that you sold.

-You useless piece of shit! Lucky for you, there is a small kitchen in my boat, you have 2 minutes to make it.

-But your hot chocolate is only warm after 2 minutes…

-Do as I say! Now it’s 1 minute and 59 seconds!

Nick panicked and rushed to the kitchen and when he finished, he brought the platter full of delectable food.

-Peel the banana for me.

-Which banana?

-The one on the platter, you moronic buffoon!

Nick peeled the fruit and when it was finished, John caught it stormily before licking it as he took off his shorts with the other hand. Then, he placed his index finger and his thumb around his rod moved the skin on. Nick drooled and admired his brother who stirred his lips on the fruit as his voice thundered while his member shot tons of cum on the platter. John eyed ravenously at his brother and scoured the banana on his wet dick before putting it on the platter.

-Enjoy your breakfast.

-What?

-Haha, my cherished yet naïve brother, I said, ENJOY YOUR FUCKING BREAKFAST!

John banged his fist on the boat which encouraged Nick to “enjoy his breakfast” whereas his voracious brother was watching. First, he took the butter croissant coated with semen and ingested it in one mouthful. The vienoisserie was crisp and melted in his mouth thanks to his virile brother’s semen. Next, he drank the chocolate until the mug was empty and even lick the manjuice around it, it tasted extraordinarily warm with the mix of spicy jizz and sugar. At the end, he took the banana and began to eat the “tip”. Unknown to him, his little brother was eating the other half which resulted in a kiss. Nick tried to withdraw his mouth but John grabbed his hair and pulled him more against him as they both fell on the ground and clashed their toned body together. John moaned as their tongues were in a tussle, scuffling together and sharing his luscious semen. Thereupon in their sexual rage, John pushed his huge Mr. Dick into his big brother’s asshole and rammed it as muffled grunting echoed between them. John digged deeper into the boypussy as the sissy lad cried in pleasure and clenched his boycunt at every thrusts. Suddenly, Nick’s torso began to glow just like the rock of his past did.

-I knew it. You’re the one.

-Knew what?

-You’re the one who stole my muscle growth energy inside that falling rock, right?

-Your energy? You were late with a delay of numerous years!

-Yeah yeah, my spaceship had turbulences. Now, it’s time to claim my muscle growth energy!

-H-how?

-Well, with a delightful way.

-What are you… AAHHH!

Nick screeched as he felt something creeping in his anus, he tried to escape but John’s grip was stronger.

-UNNGG! What is this?!

-It’s my seed of course and soon, there will be a lot of me inside you, haha! *Thrust*. Oh Yeah harder! *Thrust*. You know what’s funny? *Thrust*. If you hadn’t discovered my muscle energy, I would never have needed a host. *Thrust*. But your selfishness allowed me to found a comfier and sexier choice. *Thrust*. And now, a second one would be mine.

The former delinquent futilely wiggled his backside, but his possessed little brother grabbed his cheeks and slapped them which allowed more corrupted fluid inside him. Soon, his toned legs were paralyzed and he screamed as couldn’t move them. His wailing became more high-pitched when he felt the goo infesting his rumbling abs, his breathing was difficult as his chest was filled with the liquid. Then, his healthy arms inflated and trembled as he could nothing but to shriek and cry.

-OOoooh fucknoo, PLEASE! Stop it!

-Yesss! You’re enjoying that, right?

-AAAHHHHH!

Nick arched his back as his brain was drown with space semen, absorbing it. With one more scream, Nick fainted as his younger brother kept humping him while he was unconscious. Without warning, the alpha twins began glowing green as they both screamed, John reaching the peak of his orgasm and Nick’s brain overloading with outer space parasites, injecting mutated testosterones forcing his brain to give eyeteeth for devious sexual practices while his homophobic thoughts and probity were imprisoned. After some sensuous time, Nick opened his new green eyes, just like his brother and grinned at him as he flexed his biceps.

-I should have possessed this one earlier.

-Maybe, but it was so much fun to play with him.

-I’m right, now me and my brother are finally one.

-No more Nick and no more John, only Zim the Invader.

One Year Later, a reporter was visiting Nick’s boat, searching for something as they followed the sound of moaning and groaning. When they arrived in the right room, they watched in horror as the two brothers were fucking together, Nick was drilling his big brother’s hole whereas John pushed his whole hand into his little brother’s one. Their toned and sweaty body were touching as they kissed and bit each other all over their soft face, burly necks, square shoulders, muscular pecs and six packs. The former brothers and now twins were almost identical, the rare differences were that Nick was the dominant one with a deep roaring baritone while his older brother was more of a bottom boyslut with high pitched groaning.

-AAHH fuck yes!

-Oooh, there is our journalist brother.

-Do you want to start the interview later?

-UNNNGGNOOO! START NOW!

-Alright… What do you think about your famous and incestuous relationship?

-Haha, it’s so fucking greaaAAAATTT! My big brother is the only one who can FULLY and DEEPLY, ARRGHH… understand me.

-Okay, huh, how your parents reacted when they discovered the bond between their two sons?

-Well, at first they were thinking that it was so cute how much we were close together. TheeenNNGG!… at one point, they found us naked and docking in our childhood bed.

-Yes, so hot. Those fossils disinherited us, what a joke!

-I can understand. After all, you two are now one of the wealthiest couple and twin brothers in the world.

-And the Universe baby.

-Yeah… Can I ask you one more question, who is John and who is Nick.

-FUUUCKK!… This is simple… I am John and Nick.

-And I am Nick and John.

-We are each other at the same time.

-I-I don’t really understand…

-Hahaha! Don’t worry, this is just a thing between us. Would you like champagne, handsome?

-I’m not sure if… Wait?! This champagne is unique, it-it cost so much!  

The journalist raced to the glass of champagne and gulped it. The twins stopped in their sexual rush and watched as the reporter fell on the ground and convulsed, grinning from ear to ear with their eyes glowing green.

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I put some clues about Invader Zim in the story, how many clues did you needed to guess that this story would be about him?

Thanks rodchangescameron for the idea.^^

Also, this story was inspired by Vchris1989, Jim and Zim.

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Joe Sugg x Reader #2

Warnings: A few swear words, but nothing I can think of otherwise 

Word Count: 1344

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#2 for AU April: CEO 

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You were having quite a morning.  

Somehow the world had been against you and it all started with your alarm clock not waking you up. Then, you were late for the bus so that’s how you found yourself in the exact position you were in: sprinting towards an elevator. Here you were on the first day of a brand new, somewhat prestigious job, and sprinting to not be late in order to meet your boss. You were about to curse your luck as the doors closed, when a hand quickly stuck out from inside, letting you on.

“Thank you so much,” you said with hurried breaths, looking at the man who had let you on.

He was dressed smartly, but a little bit more casual than you had expected for an office building. His shirt was tucked messily into his trousers, and his hair matched the messiness. Yet he still looked put together with his blazer. If you were being honest, he was kind of gorgeous.

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It’s been something like six months or a year since I really embraced the label “asexual” for myself, instead of thinking I had to say I was bi because I’d experienced attraction a handful of times in my life. And increasingly over the past few months I’ve noticed a knee-jerk negative reaction when I read “LGBT” as an umbrella acronym for queer. This morning, I think I finally figured out why.

LGBT erases large swathes of the Queer community, myself included.

When I was 8 years old, the other girls started talking about boys and wearing make up and I had *no fucking clue* what the big deal was, and went from having a large friend group to having no one in the space of a few months because I flat-out didn’t understand why those things mattered. That made me an outsider, and I was confused and heart broken but I’d always known I was different - I liked Star Trek, I liked books, I liked Monty Python - and I’d seen all the after school specials about what happens to dorky kids. It was only a matter of time before they realized I wasn’t like them. I accepted it, and found comfort in the few friends I had left.

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EVERY SINGLE STAR

pairing: lin x reader

warnings: upset reader ?? idk mention of anthony almost killing himself but dw not literally

words: 589

summary: “i was wondering if maybe you could write an imagine where the reader is dating Lin but she doubts herself and doesn’t really know where she belongs in life and Lin sorta reassures her that everything will work out?”

notes: i wrote this five minutes ago so like idk what mess this is !! anyways, i’m sorry this is short and also i’ve been kinda mia bc i’m starting school this monday so ive been really busy yikes


You sighed as you looked at yourself in the mirror. The person who was staring back at you wasn’t you at all. How did you manage to end up like that? Puffy eyes, mascara stains over your cheeks, and really messy hair. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath.

“Babe, I’m home!” Lin’s voice called from the front door. You let a shaky breath out and went to wash your face so he wouldn’t ask questions. “Babe?”

“Hi.” You smiled at him. “How was work today?”

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So I work at a place that is a lot like SandwichWay in the format of going down a line and serving customers making custom orders of food. This means we have a lot of interaction with every regular. We have a regular that comes in and always gets one thing so I know how to make it without asking him any questions that allows us time to chit chat about whatever. I’m about 90% sure that he now has a crush on me.

Yesterday he came in and my shirt was covered in like sour cream or something and he said, “wow, you look like s***”. I was slightly taken aback but I realized that he meant like my shirt was messy and I just kinda played the “Oh wow, I’m offended” attitude as a joke and I guess he thought in was mad at him?

Soon after he sent me a friend request on facebook and a message apologizing. I wasn’t sure what to do so I talked to the owner today and he pretty much left it up to me with what I wanted to do.

I saw him today and explained that I wasn’t mad but I couldn’t accept the friend request. He didn’t look at me and said “okay”.
I went in the back because I was on lunch and he left the store before ordering (he was next in line).

Tl;dr - A regular has a crush on me and is upset that I didn’t like him? Also he is maybe now not gonna come back?