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My favorite scene from “With Good Intentions” by @anirrahn PLEASE go read and give many kudos and comments on it! :))

(Sorry if its hard to see some of the panels, there is NO way I’d post each one individually lol)

Dorian: Daggers, amatus? Either you are here because you suspect an assassination attempt, or you are the assassin yourself.

Varlen: Well that depends… are you happy to see me?

Dorian: An interesting question. Or perhaps a threat. Either way… yes. Maker, yes.

Because this mod gave me immense emotions about Dorian and Varlen eventually reuniting in Tevinter, and now I can finally play pretend… 

My life goal is to adapt every meme

who’s excited for splat2 tomorrow?? im looking forward to seeing these two!!

(also i might make these as keychains one day, would anyone be interested?)

My first test animation of Wheatley finally jeez

I did this in pretty much a week before I took off to CTN haha oops. He’s pretty rough, but after a year of not being able to animate, I’m just happy that I finally got to animate him!  

I want to work on GLaDOS next, very excited~!

thank you all so so much for 4k !!
i chose this gif bc that’s my face rn… i’m just imagining four thousand people standing in my backyard !! that’s heckin insane !! i love every single person who took the time to click that follow button cept the porn bots… i see u and everyone who’s reblogged my gifs or used one of my icons and just.. without y’all i wouldn’t be here actually not failing at this tunglr thing :( ily

since i haven’t done this since 600 (??i know) i thought it’d be nice to do a proper ff again!! below i’ve listed a bunch of lovely mutuals who i love with my whole entire heart :)

((blacklist #camsff if u don’t want this on ya dash))

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Bonus Video. Got a Podcast for this Tuesday with TheOdds1Out.

Was feeling bad recently and kept also hearing nothing negative stuff about animation news. The thing that helped me put my mind at piece was drawing and or editing. That’s why I made this using the Man of Steel theme. Took about a week working on and off.

Eventually I’ll make a list of all the cartoons used for this video.

today marks the five year anniversary of the first time I ever watched an episode of fullmetal alchemist brotherhood and tbh I hated it at first. I should have stayed away like I wanted to. I should have stopped when I had the chance. Instead I chose a path of no return i faced god and walked backwards into fma hell

Tried to give shitty neighbour a taste of his own medicine. Ended up getting him some hefty fines.

My initial plan should have resulted in an @petty-revenge-stories worthy post, but I inadvertently ended up going a lot further. (long story: tl;dr at the end)

Some background:

My neighbour, let’s call him Dave, is a twat. Literally everyone on the street hates him. The previous owners of our house left because of him: we gave them a lowball offer on the house which they accepted straight away because Dave drove them crazy. We initially didn’t pay much mind because, for 10/12 years that we’ve lived here he’s been pretty courteous, even very helpful. His attitude changed over the past 2 years. He’s started complaining about the volume of my guitar playing even though his dog is yapping away 24/7 - bear in mind this is a dog which he doesn’t even let out of the house. He forced us to reposition our CCTV cameras so they didn’t look into his gardens, then put up his own which look into ours claiming it’s his property so he can do what he wants. Some craftsmen came to do work on our roof, and he complained about them to the council on a small technicality with their scaffolding, causing them to get fined.

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“While you’re dying I’ll be
still alive.
And when you’re dead I will be
still alive.“

It must be tough never knowing if your semblance is going to kill your battle partner.

Yes this prompt got that portal song stuck in my head for hours

Day five of Ozqrow Week: Still Alive

Forever Mine

Summary: You and Roman broke up 4 months and you’re seeing someone new. You unexpectedly bump into Roman and his date when you’re with yours as well. As soon as your date ends, Roman takes his chance and shows you who you have always belonged to.

Based on the prompt: ‘’Ain’t nobody ever told you who your real daddy is?’’
Warnings: Pure smut omg, daddy kink, language
(A/N) So you guys voted for this prompt to be written first so here it is! Grab something to drink and to eat, because this is hella long: 4,000+ words. I hope you guys like it. I’m sorry if it’s written really messy, this is the first time I’ve written in a long time. Forgive me if this is trash😩

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“This is already the third time this week you’re going out with that Bryson,” Seth said as he sat on my bed.

“I’m fully aware of how many times I’m going out with him,” I chuckled back at him as I did my make-up. “He’s a really nice guy.”

“I never said he wasn’t, it’s just…” he paused and looked at me in the mirror, “never mind.”

“No tell me, what’s the matter?” I asked confused as I turned around to face him. Seth has always been honest with me so I always listened to what he got to say.

“Aren’t you moving a bit too fast? I mean, only four months have passed since Roman and you broke up.” He carefully spoke.

“I’m not moving ‘too fast’, I’m moving on with my life and I’m sure Roman too has moved on.”

“He’s still not over you,” he mumbled quietly, hoping I didn’t hear it. I decided to not have this discussion with him and try to focus on tonight. “So this Bryson dude, you really like him?”

“I do, he’s really sweet, he cares about me, makes me laugh,” I smiled as I wore my heels.

“Roman does too, remember that time the three of us were at the lake and he pushed me into the water just to make you laugh because you felt down? Or that time when sprained your ankle when you wore those ridiculous high heels and Roman carried you on his back the entire night? Also the time the two of you were all over each other, hugging and kissing each other, causing to ignore the shit out of me.” Seth reminded me.

“How can I forget?” I chuckled, thinking back. Roman and I were super close and we loved each other so much that when we broke up, everyone was in awe, even the two of us couldn’t get used to it at first. The reason we broke up was mainly because of me not being able to get used him being on the road so often. I tried my hardest to adjust and he saw how much I effort I was making, but eventually, he made the heartbreaking decision to end things. I didn’t agree, of course, but he said it was the best for us both. ‘’Look, how unfortunate it is, things just didn’t worked out between us.’’

‘’What if he wants you back? I’ll kick your ass if you’re staying with that Bryson kid.’’ Seth said frustrated.

‘’It’s not your decision to make, but thanks for letting me know what I can expect,’’ I sweetly smiled as I hugged him. ‘’Thanks for looking out for me, but I’m a big girl.’’

‘’Whatever you want y/n, I still think you and Roman should get back together,’’ He said. As he was about to speak, the doorbell rang. I jumped excitedly and grabbed my bag.

‘’You can let yourself out right? Love you Seth,’’ I kissed his check and ran downstairs.  

‘’You’re making a mistake girl!’’ He shouted, causing me to roll my eyes, ‘’Love you too.’’ Seth has always been like a brother to me and even during the time me and Roman split up, he never failed to be there for me when I needed someone.

‘’You look stunning,’’ Bryson smiled as I opened the door.

‘’Thank you,’’ I smiled. ‘’You don’t look as terrible as expected.’’ I joked. He laughed and took my hand in his.

‘’Bryson?’’ I heard Seth’s voice behind me. Oh lord, save me.

‘’Yeah that’s me, who’re you?’’ Bryson asked confused.

‘’My name’s Seth, nice to meet you. I’m y/n’s best friend. Oh and also the best friend of her ex,’’ Seth slyly smiled. I turned around and gave him a death glare.

‘’Oh well, it’s nice to meet you. Y/n told loads about you.’’ They shook each other’s hands, Seth smiling fake.

‘’Good things I hope.’’

‘’The most wonderful things, we gotta go now. Bye Seth.’’ I hastily said as I grabbed Bryson’s hand and rushed to his car. ‘’I’m sorry about that,’’ I sighed as we sat down. ‘’He can be an idiot sometimes.’’

‘’It’s fine baby, don’t worry.’’ Bryson smiled and placed his hand on my thigh. ‘’You ready to go?’’

‘’Totally.’’ I smiled back. He started the car and we drove off.

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‘’Ever been here before?’’ Bryson asked as we parked the car. ‘’It opened a few months ago I think. Their food is absolutely delicious.’’

‘’Well, you made me pretty curious,’’ I smiled. He bend down and gently kissed me.

‘’Let’s eat till we can’t walk anymore.’’ Bryson laughed, making me laugh too. We crossed the road and entered the restaurant. The smell of fresh cooked tomato sauce filled my nose. ‘’We ordered a table for two,’’ he said to the waiter. I looked around while Bryson and the waiter figured things out.

‘’I can’t stop saying how beautiful you look,’’ a familiar deep voice said from behind me. My heart sank in my shoes. I slowly turned around, praying that it wasn’t who my mind immediately thought of. But as usual, the universe hates me. It was Roman with another girl, also on a date. I didn’t realize I was still looking at him until his eyes fell on mine, widened with surprise and disbelieve. If it was because of  me being with someone else or just being in shock by seeing me, I don’t know. I could punch myself in the face for not turning back right away, instead, I kept looking at how good he looked; his hair in a pulled back in a bun, his beard was trimmed,  he wore a grey suit with a white shirt.  I was speechless by the way he looked, not that he looked any different than before.

‘’Y/n, you ready?’’ Bryson asked. I quickly turned my head and nodded with a smile. I had no idea how to feel about this whole situation. Seeing Roman after four rough months filled with all kinds of emotions, left me with more feelings than I actually should have at the very moment. ‘’Babe?’’ He spoke again. Roman coughed roughly, indicating how irritated he was by how Bryson called me.

‘’Yeah I’m sorry, I was just thinking of something.’’

‘’It’s okay sweetheart, let’s sit down, we’re at table six.’’ He wrapped his arm around my waist as we started to walk to our table. I would normally never even think of turning around, but since the relationship me and Roman had was so intense and strong, I couldn’t just keep walking without a quick glance over my shoulder. He was standing there with the blonde girl at his side, looking overwhelmed.

‘’It’s an amazing place,’’ I distractedly said as I sat down, praying that Roman wouldn’t sit anywhere near us. I took the menu and my eyes scrolled over all the delicious food, getting hungry by just looking at the names. While being occupied with reading the menu, I felt people sitting at the table next to us.

‘’Have you decided yet?’’  

‘’Everything looks so nice, I can’t choose,’’ I laughed as I looked up. My eyes automatically wandered, finding Roman and his date sitting next to us. Lord why? My heart started to race, I felt myself getting hot; I was turning into a nervous wreck, scared that I might say something wrong or being too close with Bryson. I shouldn’t have these thoughts, especially when Roman was the one who ended things between us and moved on with his life as well.

‘’Are you okay?’’ Bryson asked.

‘’I’m fine,’’ I lied, biting my lip.

‘’Alright, I’ll take the steak with the salad.’’ He spoke as he put his menu down. ‘’What about you?’’

‘’I think I’m going for the spiced rice with vegetables.’’

‘’Sounds lovely,’’ he smiled and waved his hand at the waiter to tell her our orders. ‘’So, how have you been doing?’’

‘’I’ve been great. I took two weeks off though, I needed to help my friend with moving to his new place,’’ I said as I took a sip of my water.

‘’Is it Seth who’s moving?’’ Bryson asked. I could feel Roman’s eyes burning right through me, shifting in his seat lightly.

‘’Uhm yeah, it’s Seth who’s moving out,’’ I uncomfortably said. ‘’But how are you doing? How’s your job?’’ I quickly asked, trying to change the subject for both Roman and mine sake.

‘’Mine’s quite alright, just the usual. Had to explain why I was wearing a turtle neck to work the other day though,’’ He smirked, ‘’You left some marks on me which were quite visible that even your foundation couldn’t cover.’’ Bryson ran his hand through his hair as Roman almost chocked while drinking his water. ‘’I didn’t mind at all and if I could, I’d gladly show them, but when you work in an office, you gotta cover things like that up somehow.’’

‘’You’re right,’’ I smiled briefly, biting my tongue in the hope I would wake up from this nightmare. I carefully looked over to Roman, finding him frowning with his jaw clenched, obviously boiling with anger. His whole body tensed as Bryson intertwined our fingers and smiled. Roman couldn’t care less about the girl he was with, clearly not listening to her long dreaded stories she was enthusiastically sharing.

‘’I remember you having-,’’ he paused and got his phone out of his pocket, ‘’I gotta take this one, do you mind?’’ He asked. I shook my head, thanking god he couldn’t finish his sentence and smiled lightly. The waiter brought us the food right when Bryson answered the phone. I was happy because that meant I could focus on my dish instead of looking around awkwardly. It had been a long time since I’ve eaten this nice, praising the chef in my head while eating slowly. Suddenly, my phone vibrated. Thinking it must be Seth, I took my phone out of my purse. It was my turn to choke on my delicious food when I saw Roman’s name on my lock screen. He send me a text saying: ‘I wanna get underneath the table and make it hard for you to talk.’ I looked over to him and rolled my eyes. ‘’I’m sorry, it was my boss asking if I finished that project.’’

‘’It’s fine, don’t worry,’’ I said as I took another bite from my food.

‘’So back to our subject,’’ he smirked. Oh god no. I knew that if he would continue talking, Roman would defenitely say or do something to make him shut up and I’m not letting that happen.

‘’You know what, let’s talk about something else okay,’’ I suggested, sounding a little irritated. I looked at my phone again and Roman sent another text saying: ‘You look so ravishing baby, oh how I’ve missed seeing you like this.’ I ran my hand through my hair and decided to send him something back: ‘Stop it Roman.’ was all I typed before pressing send.

‘’You alright? It’s like you’re not really enjoying tonight.’’ Bryson concernedly spoke. ‘’If you wanna go, just tell me.’’

‘’No I’m fine,’’ I insisted, ‘’just have a lot on my mind, I’m sorry.’’

‘’Don’t be love, it’s all good,’’ he smiled. I could feel Roman looking at us from the corner of my eye, anger and frustration radiating off his body. This was going to be the most unpleasant dinner ever, I could tell.

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‘’I wish they served bigger portions,’’ Bryson mocked as he wiped the corners of his mouth with the napkin. Throughout the dinner, Roman never stopped sending those text messages, he continued those looks and it drove me insane.  ‘’Anyways, I’m going to pay okay, be right back.’’ He smiled and walked to the cash register. I was getting myself ready to leave as I heard Roman’s date saying she had to use the restroom. Once she was gone, Roman shoved his chair so he was sitting next to me at the table.

‘’Who’s that,’’ he nodded Bryson’s way, clearly irritated. I rolled my eyes and sighed. ‘’What?’’

‘’Do you seriously expect me to tell you after not even try to contact me in those four months? Speaking of contact, why the hell did you sent me those texts?’’ I hissed.

‘’I think I have the right to know,’’ He spoke dangerously low. ‘’If I wouldn’t say anything, I’d be fooling myself.’’  He kept his eyes on mine. I was quiet for a moment until he broke the silence, ‘’Come with me to my place, let me explain everything.’’

‘’You honestly think I’m agreeing on that? Look, like I said, I haven’t seen or spoken to you in four months Roman. I can’t just ignore everything that happened.’’

‘’I’m not asking you to ignore anything,’’ he looked at Bryson who was still busy paying. I think it’s better to have this conversation at my place unless you want to be disturbed by that jerk.’’ He said annoyed. I sighed and threw my head back. ‘’Please y/n, I promise you, you won’t regret it.’’

‘’What am I supposed to say to him?’’

‘’We can also just leave,’’ his low voice spoke, making me shiver. He noticed and slightly smirked as he scooted his chair closer to me. He looked over his shoulder to see if Bryson was still busy. ‘’You coming with me?’’ he asked once again. I was gonna hate myself for the decision I was about to make. I closed my eyes briefly and nodded. I’m still weak when it comes to Roman. He sighed in relieve and stood up. ‘’Let’s go.’’

‘’I gotta tell Bryson first, I ain’t leaving like this.’’ I said as I stood up. Roman looked at me worriedly. ‘’I’ll be right back,’’ I reassured him. As I was about to walk over to Bryson, Roman grabbed my hand and made me turn around. ‘’What’s wrong?’’

‘’Nothing, it’s just…’’ He bit his lip and looked at me up and down, ‘’You look so luscious.’’

‘’I’ll be right back,’’ I lightly smiled and walked over to Bryson while wearing my coat. ‘’Hey, I just bumped into a friend of mine and we wanted to catch up, we haven’t seen each other in ages.’’

‘’Oh,’’ he looked a little disappointed, ‘’um alright I think.’’ He smiled and gave me a hug. ‘’Have fun. I hope you enjoyed dinner.’’

‘’Thank you and I did, thanks for everything.’’ I waved at him as he exited the place. I couldn’t help but feel guilty towards him. As I turned around Roman was standing right behind me. ‘’What about your beautiful date?’’ I asked.

‘’I left her some money and told her to do with it what she wanted. She seemed happier when I gave her the money than taking her out on a date.’’ He chuckled. I shook my head and grinned, walking outside with Roman following behind me. I made my way towards his car and waited for him to unlock the doors. ‘’Seems like you still remember,’’ he said as he sat down.

‘’Something such as your car makes quite a statement.’’ I said as I fastened my seatbelt. He chuckled.  I inhaled the familiar scent of his car; it still smelled new with a touch of peach. I looked around and saw he still had the car mat I gave him. Roman once spilled his drink while I was driving his car so I decided to buy another mat for him and he was so happy once he discovered it. I smiled at the memory and looked out of the window as he started to drive towards his house. What used to be a car filled with stories, laughter and sometimes even the harmonious sound between our bodies colliding together, was no longer the case; not one word was being exchanged between the two of us. We drove into his street and a weird feeling came up, nostalgia came close to describe it. As we entered his house, all the memories came up again.

‘’You okay?’’ He asked. I nodded and walked towards him into the living room. ‘’You want anything to drink?’’ I shook my head and sat down on his couch. I had so much mixed feelings right now. ‘’Thank you for coming,’’ he started as he sat next to me.

‘’You’re welcome.’’ I quietly said.

‘’I made a huge mistake,’’ He whispered, ‘’the moment I let you go.’’

‘’And it took you four months to realize?’’ I huffed as I stood up. ‘’I fought for us Roman, I wanted things to work out between us. I knew I had to adapt myself to your lifestyle and I tried my hardest.’’

‘’I know you did, I saw how much you tried and I appreciated it but do you think I liked seeing you having trouble with trying?’’

‘’You could’ve accepted the fact that I did my best? You ended it just like that,’’ I teared up. ‘’I wanted to try, Roman. I never understood why you couldn’t.’’

‘’There was a reason why I ended things, y/n. You think I liked seeing you like that? Bursting out in tears whenever I left? Feeling obligated to stay with me?’’ He stood up and walked towards me. ‘’I never wanted you feel that way, I care about you too much.’’

‘’Yeah sure, if you cared about me at all, you would’ve tried.’’ I turned around so I was facing him.

‘’You know what they say; you don’t know what you have until it’s gone and I’ve realized I need you.’’ He spoke.

‘’After everything I’ve been through, you actually have the nerve to say that now?’’ I asked stunned, ‘’Are you being serious right now or are you playing some kind of sick game because this isn’t the slightest bit funny.’’ My voice full with frustration and disbelieve. It was like I had no control over my body as my hand flew upwards to meet his face. He was quick in action and prevented my hand making contact with his cheek. His large hand wrapped round my wrist easily

‘’What do you think you’re doing?’’ he asked angrily. He stepped closer to me so there wasn’t any space left between our bodies, my wrist still in his tight grip.

‘’I-I’m sorry, that wasn’t my intention,’’ I stuttered, shocked by what I just tried to do. ‘’I should go now.’’

‘’You’re not going anywhere babygirl.’’ His pupils were blown, pure lust and fury in his eyes. Hearing him call me like that after months, made me get goosebumps.  ‘’When I saw you with that guy in the restaurant, something snapped,’’ He wrapped his arm around my tiny waist, his beard brushed against my cheek as he whispered, ‘’no one gets to touch you like that, only me.’’ His deep voice spoke. Without warning he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder as he carried me upstairs.

‘’Roman put me down,’’ I said, trying to sound convincing. He chuckled and smacked my ass. I squealed and dug my nails in his back. Once we entered his familiar bedroom, he threw me on the bed with so much force that I bounced in the middle. He started to loosen up his tie as he hovered above me.

‘’You think you could just try to hit me huh?’’ Roman growled as he grabbed both of my wrists and pinned them above my head. ‘’You were wrong babygirl, actions have consequences.’’

‘’Roman I don’t think we should be doing this,’’ I breathed heavily as he tied my hands to the bedframe with his black tie. He smirked as his hands roamed over my whole body. I betrayed myself by letting out a muffled moan. Who was I fooling? I wanted him as much as he wanted me.

‘’I can stop if you want me to,’’ he whispered as he started to pull back. I shook my head and bit my lip. ‘’Tell me what you want,’’ he demanded, his lips touching mine lightly. I didn’t know what to think, say or do that moment. I missed everything about him; his smell, the way his body felt, his touch. I was completely overwhelmed by everything that was happening but you didn’t hear me complaining. ‘’I still haven’t heard anything yet.’’ He unbuttoned his shirt, throwing it across the room, leaving him shirtless.  

‘’Please Roman, I need you,’’ I admitted as I looked him in the eye. The words sounded familiar leaving my lips. Suddenly, I remembered something, something he always enjoyed hearing me say, his weakness. ‘’Please daddy,’’ I whispered. His eyes widened and I could tell his whole body language changed from need to lust. A low growl left his chest as he tore the dress off my body. I was about to complain about ruining my favorite gown, but when he looked me in the eye, I forgot about everything.

‘’Look at you,’’ he licked his lips and got rid of his pants, ‘’all merciful for me.’’ He bent down and unclasped my bra. ‘’Lay back baby, let daddy take care of you.’’

‘’Oh fuck,’’ I moaned as his lips closed around my right nipple, sucking slowly while looking at me. I threw my head back in pleasure, enjoying the way his touch felt against my heated body. His large hands lazily trailed to the waistband of my lace panties, slipping his hand inside. My body tingled as my sensitive bundle of nerves was being touched after so long.

‘’You’re already dripping babygirl, you missed daddy that much, didn’t you?’’ Roman murmured. I nodded, not being able to talk. His tongue left a wet trail from my collarbone to my ear, biting on my earlobe as he pushed his digits inside of me agonizingly slow. I gasped in pleasure as I felt my walls being stretched. Since we broke up, I haven’t been with anyone else. I haven’t craved anyone else their touch but his’.

‘’Fuck baby you’re so tight,’’ he groaned as he looked down. My back arched off the queen sized bed, breathing heavily. He pumped his fingers in and out of me slowly while biting down on my neck. ‘’You love riding daddy’s fingers, don’t you babygirl? You love it when I tell you not to cum, when I whisper dirty things in your ear that turn you on and only make you wetter,’’ his deep, rough voice whispered against my skin. ‘’Tell me, who does this pussy belong to?’’

‘’Y-you daddy,’’ I whimpered. He slowly added a third finger, making me scream in pleasure. I tried to wiggle my hands free from the knot he made so I could do something. I had no idea what, maybe grab his hair or the sheets, something. Once he felt my walls clench around his fingers, he stopped and gently pulled his fingers out of me, leaving me breathless. The heat in my lower abdomen got stronger as he licked his fingers and hummed in approval.

‘’Not yet baby,’’ was all he said as he got rid of my panties and spread my legs. He dove in between my thighs, kissing my drenched pussy like he was kissing me. My head fell back and my eyes closed, letting my other senses take over. His tongue circled my clit slowly before sucking on it gently, inserting his tongue in me right after. I could feel my climax already starting to form, he never had to do much to make me cum, his voice alone was enough.

‘’Roman I’m…so…fuck,’’ I moaned, not able to make a proper sentence. The pleasure he was giving me made me feel intoxicated. He hummed against me causing my hips to rise. He placed his strong arm around my waist, holding me down. ‘’I’m gonna cum,’’ I breathed heavily.

‘’Good girls ask for permission.’’ He said as he added his fingers back inside of me. I couldn’t postpone my orgasm longer so I had no choice.

‘’Can I cum please,’’ I whimpered, ‘’please daddy?’’

‘’Cum for daddy,’’ he smirked and delved his tongue further in my entrance, making me see stats. I haven’t felt this good in a long time. He licked his lips as he crawled back up to kiss me. I groaned when I tasted myself as his tongue slipped in my mouth. We kissed for a good five minutes or so, all the anger, sadness and frustration seemed to have disappeared. I was stalking for myself; Roman, at the other hand, was still frustrated and I could tell by his whole body language. Besides, I know him too well.

As he pulled back, we were both breathing heavily while looking at each other. He climbed off his bed, pulling his pants down along with his boxers. My mouth watered as my eyes fell from his eyes to his dick. ‘’You missed daddy’s dick?’’ He purred as he started to stroke himself while walking to the side of the bed. I nodded and wiggled my hips. He chuckled and climbed back on the bed again, knees next to my body so his dick almost touching my lips. ‘’Suck it,’’ he demanded. I stuck my tongue out and licked the tip, making his head fall back. One hand found his way in my hair as the other started to rub my pussy again. ‘’Ah fuck babygirl, I missed that little mouth of yours,’’ he grunted as I moaned. I could hardly focus as he slowly rubbed my pussy. My mouth closed over his dick, sucking slowly, each time taking more of him. I looked up at him; his eyes shut in pleasure, his whole body tensed. I could feel his dick throb so I knew he was close to cum. He hissed and yanked my hair back, bending down to kiss me. ‘’You want me inside of you?’’  

I nodded, watching him walk to the end of his bed, his eyes never leaving mine. I felt so vulnerable but safe at the same time. He positioned himself between my legs, rubbing his dick up and down against my wet slit. He pushed  himself inside of me slowly. I gasped at how big he felt; like he was doing me for the very first time. ‘’Jesus y/n you’re fucking tight,’’

‘’Oh fuck,’’ I whispered. He kept his slow pace going for a while, letting me adjust to his size. After he felt like I was stretched enough, he lifted my leg onto his shoulder and started to vigorously thrust, literally taking my breath away. My head started to spin, my body tingled and I knew I wasn’t going to last long. Neither was Roman.

‘’Ain’t nobody ever told you who your real daddy is?’’ he growled, ‘’You’re mine and I ain’t letting you go anymore,’’

I moaned at the heartwarming yet extremely hot statement he made. This man is just too amazing for words and I’ve missed him. So much. ‘’I’m so close,’’ I moaned. He lightly smiled and started to rub my clit in fast motions. ‘’Oohh myy goddd.’’ My voice grew louder, my insides started to clench around him, the heat in my lower abdomen was starting to build; signing that I was close to another orgasm. Roman noticed and I could tell he was also on the verge by the way his thrusts became sloppy and slow, his breathing became heavier. His dick started to throb inside of me, pushing against my walls which created this incredibly pleasurable feeling.

‘’Cum for daddy babygirl,’’ he moaned.

‘’Romann,’’ I cried out his name as my orgasm shattered throughout my entire body. Roman followed shortly after; his dick twitching inside of me while moaning my name. As I opened my eyes, his hands were placed at either side of my face. I smiled at him and he gave me one in return as he untied my hands. ‘’I think I’ll have to stay the night,’’ I spoke as I snuggled up against him under the covers. He chuckled and placed his arm around me.

‘’I’m really sorry y/n, about everything,’’ he genuinely said, ‘’I’m sorry I hurt you and I’m sorry for not accepting that you tried.’’

‘’That’s all in the past now Ro,’’ I answered him.

‘’Good to hear, because I was thinking,’’ he looked at me and caressed my cheek, ‘’maybe we should try again?’’

He patiently waited for my answer. Not that I had to think about it, I just wanted to make him sweat. ‘’Alright, let’s try.’’ I smiled. He kissed me and intertwined our fingers.

‘’I promise you, you won’t regret it y/n, I love you.’’ He sealed his words with a passionate kiss and we both drifted off. 

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It’s tarot tuesday again! I took last week off because I was on holiday, sorry (see my last post).

Today’s card is the Cavalier of Wands. More often referred to as a knight, I went for a synonym here to allow the face cards to be known by distinct initials (as the Knights and the Kings both start with a K normally). This card represents an ongoing search or effort in service to an envisioned goal - its imagery calls to mind a mounted arthurian knight in search of the Holy Grail. Coincidentally, the next suit I’ll be illustrating is the Cups!

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-He just needed a producer for a couple months. He’s done that before it’s what dancers do sometimes. He just didn’t think this one would be so……interesting

PT.2
This one is really long so Hobi POV will be on the next however many post probably 2 more

Things I Learned as an Undergrad
  • Always bring water with you. ALWAYS. Invest in a water bottle that you can carry around with you and don’t let it out of your sight. 
  • Talk to your professors. Go visit their office hours. Ask them questions. Talk to them about your life. They don’t get to just chat with students that often, so hanging out with them regularly makes them feel appreciated. 
    • also, this pays off come job hunt and grad school recs time, because they know you well enough to write letters for you. 
  • Also, thank your profs for everything they’ve done. When I graduated, I gave the profs who had most influenced me and who I was closest to small thank you gifts and notes to thank them for everything they’d done. They were incredibly touched.
  • If the prof repeats something or writes it on the board, PUT IT IN YOUR NOTES. Usually this means that they think it is incredibly important, and they want you to know it for the exam. 
  • Have a note-taking method, and be willing to be flexible with it. For each class, I had a basic notes method (date in the corner, title of the section underlined, and then black for powerpoint information and color for extra information given in class), but it changed with each class. Each professor will teach differently - don’t be surprised if your notes for each class look a little different. 
  • Do something outside of classes. Whether that’s acting in the school play, joining a Greek organization, or being part of a club, make sure that there is something else outside of course work to keep you motivated.
  • Take one day off each week to relax. I always took my Fridays off, once classes were done. I’d relax, watch some TV or Netflix, read a book I’d beeb looking forward to, and just chill. 
  • If you need to get out of your dorm, do it. Find some friends and go shopping for a little while. Go sit in a coffee shop. Sit in a bookstore and read. Believe me, this will pay off in increased productivity when you go back to your work.
  • BUY A PLANNER AND USE IT. I live out of my bullet journal - it has my entire life in it. I’ve also used the New York Public Library planner, which is ideal for students in undergrad. 
  • Color-coding is super helpful. I used one color for each subject, and made sure that my pens, highlighters, etc. matched up. It helped me from getting too confused about what was due for which class and when.
  • DO THE READING. Even if you just do an academic skim, you’re better off than not doing the reading at all. And your professors will thank you when you’re helping to lead class discussion.
  • Don’t forget to have fun. It’s college, you’re supposed to enjoy it. Don’t spend all your time in your dorm or doing homework. You’ll find yourself with lots of regrets if you do.
Bat-Aunt: Part 5

Prompt: How Bruce Wayne’s life would have changed, with a little sister

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4


The knock on the door pulls you out of your paperwork just long enough to say, “Come in.”

    Your pen only stops scrawling your signature when Barry Allen’s head pops in the door. “This a bad time?”

    You shake your head, and lay your pen down, “Not at all Mr. Allen. Please come in.” He does, taking a seat on the opposite side of the desk from you. Leaning back in your chair you ask, “How bad is it?”

    “They covered their tracks well. It was a pro. Left behind some things, but nothing I could get my hands on. GCPD took everything, and didn’t take too kindly to me being here. I think a call is probably going out to my chief.”
     You scowl, “They won’t make that call if they know what’s good for them. Wayne Enterprises donates more to the GCPD than anyone else. That comes with special perks.”

    Barry raises an eyebrow, and you wince, “That came out worse than it sounds. I only mean that whoever broke in took a very dangerous, and expensive material. One that could cause a lot of harm, I need it found.”

    He smiles, “For the good of Gotham, or before your brother sees the news and tries to get out of bed?”

    “Mixture of both to be honest. He’s been gone a week and the underground has taken notice, things are starting to look bad, and I’m not sending Richard out by himself. No matter how much he begs.”

    “What if I went with him? He knows the city, and I could use the help.”

You bite your lip, “Are you sure?”

He smiles, “I already took the week off. Might as well have some fun.”

You smile, “Then at the very least, I owe you lunch.”

You expect him to fight you on it, instead he says, “As long as it’s not some fancy restaurant with small portions … I need the calories.”

You smile and grab your purse, before walking out with him. You smile at Hilda, “I’m leaving for the night. Mr. Allen was kind enough to agree to have dinner with me.”

She smiles, “Have fun Ms. Wayne.”     Without another word the two of you make you way to the garage. He stares at your car as you unlock it remotely.

“Someone’s got expensive taste.”

You smile, “You’re not the only one who likes to go fast.”

He smiles and climbs in. You navigate the streets of Gotham like a pro. You’d been driving these streets since you were fifteen, and you were fairly certain that you could do it blindfolded.

You pull up in front of a diner, and as you pull into a parking space you realize just how out of place your car looks. You can’t bring yourself to care. Instead you walk into the diner like you own the place, and in a way, you do. You’d been coming to this diner for as long as you can remember.

First it had been Bruce who’d brought you. Once a week, he had persuaded Alfred to drive the two of you into the city to this place where your parents had taken him. He’d been determined to keep up the tradition. Bruce had ordered the same thing every time while you had worked your way through the menu countless times.

The owner knew you better than most of your friends. He always made sure to welcome you personally. It was the same for the regulars. The people who ate here were good, hardworking people. They never asked for anything, and whenever some outsider tried to take your picture they put a stop to it.

They treated you like a regular person and you loved it. Because of their dedication, the paparazzi had yet to find out about this place. It was one of your few safe havens.

When everyone greets you by name, Barry just smiles, and follows you to your usual booth. After a minute he asks, “Come here often?”

You smile, “At least once a week from the time I was three. Bruce insisted. When I turned sixteen, I started waiting tables here. Lew taught me how to run a business. I worked here until I was eighteen, when I took over at Wayne Enterprises.”

“What about college?”

You shrug, “Private school education, accelerated classes. I’d completed my first two years by the time I was eighteen. Thanks to summer classes I was able to finish my BA by the time I was twenty.”

Barry smiles, “Impressive.”

You shrug, “It’s what needed to be done. I’m working on my masters little by little now.” Barry’s smile never disappears, and when Diane comes to take your order, you watch how he treats her. He uses yes and no ma’am, smiles and thanks her.  You can see it’s natural for him. That’s tells you something.

“My friend Iris used to be a waitress. She got hell from some of her customers. It was totally unfair. She’d be on her feet for eight hours at a time, and sometimes she’d have to cover other people’s tables. People left bad tips and were so rude. I never understood it.”

You nod, “I can relate.”

“Can I ask why you did it?”

You lean back into the booth, and shrug, “I wanted to be normal. In those days I couldn’t tell who was fake and who was sincere. Here I was just me, and I knew I could trust these people. I’ve told them secrets that could have made them thousands in the newspapers, but not one has ever been released. When Bruce left for his trip, they became a second family. Plus it taught me the meaning of a dollar, and that all work means something.”

“I worked retail in high school. Well, I worked at a bookstore. There were definitely worse jobs I could have had. Most of the time I just got to talk to nerds like me.”

You smile at Diane as she drops off your food, before popping a fry into your mouth. “Sounds like heaven. On my days off I like to spend time lounging in the family library. Those days are farer and fewer in-between.”

“Things picking up at the company.”

“I’m behind because of Bruce’s accident but no more than usual.”

“What cover story did you come up with?”

You smile, “He broke his leg skiing.”

Barry lets out a laugh, that draws a few smiles. Your eyes catch Diane’s and she mouths the words, “He is adorable.” You shrug.

When the food is gone, Lew comes out. Without a word you scoot over, and he slides in. He gives you a hug and asks, “How you doing little girl?”

“My brother is shaving years off my life, other than that I’m okay.”

“What did that hard head do now?”

“Broke his leg skiing, believe it or not. It’s taking Alfred to keep him in bed.”

Lew smiles, “I bet. Your brother is not one to stay still for long.”

“He’s an idiot Lew. I’m starting to worry about brain damage.”

Lew laughs, “Poor guy, you got the looks and the brains. It’s probably a cry for attention. You coming in your regular night this week too?”

“Of course. It’s Alfred’s one night off. I’ll bring Richard with me.”

“You do that. In the meantime, introduce me to you friend.”

“This is Barry Allen. He’s a friend who’s doing some work for me.”

“I see. You using my place for business lunches now?”

You smile, “I would never. Barry also happens to be a good friend of Bruce’s. He’s even stopped the goof from doing some stupid things.”

Lew nods, before turning to Barry and extending his hand, “Well, it’s very nice to meet you, Barry Allen. Thanks for watching out for her hard headed brother and this stubborn girl right here. I’m Lew.”

Barry takes his hand with an easy smile, “It’s nice to meet you. She’s been telling me all about you and this place.”

Lew laughs, “Well, she’s family. You two stay as long as you like, I’m going to send out milkshakes.”

He’s gone before you can say anything. Barry smiles and says, “I like him.”