(You could probs relate your sun if you want maybe even your rising)
Aries: they take up your life: being loud, leaving mess on the stairs, creating arguments out of thin air and always filling the void with their drama. Very self-centred but oblivious to it so I’ll let it be. Problems they hav always someone else’s fault. Very loving and cuddly and express passion easily. Never stick to hobbies after announcing that its there biggest passion n cant survive without it. Though, they don’t wait around for things to be handed to them - they are always up to something interesting. Independent.
Taurus: they are great to spill your words upon and never flinch when u say something deep or shocking so it makes u chill af cause they are…Most of the time…they can get angered when things aren’t as it should as they are very stubborn. don’t like people who aren’t committed to friendship or plans/dreams and dont like people who dont give their stuff back. Seemed to hav cows eyes: very deep n dreamy and long eyelashes -often brown eyes that i know of or watery blue eyes. lov food or other luxuries.
Gemini: childlike, like everything light hearted and humorous. there has to always be words to fill up the quiet spaces otherwise they start to get agitated. Dont like boring people and will blatantly walk off or something. Nervouusss people. Tapping all the time. When they’re in a goood mood they’re goofy but can become detached and cold and become a bit of a smart arse. Like knowing their shit.
Cancer: homely people. Warm and loving to fault as they are always let down by others who do not give the same warmth and pure emotions back. I think they could probably guilt trip u many times. emotions are not hidden which is good and bad because shots are firedddd and their words filled venom when there really cheesed off. Like lots of nice things. also love cute fluffy animals. Love their family to be always near - protective can become smothering. Talk about the ‘good old days’ 24/7.
Leo: why are you so posey and dramatic? They like to tell a tall tale - love to add bits to the truth to make it more exciting - which is actually interesting to hear tbh so good job :) they love to be centre of attention obvs. Also hold their heads high and always seem taller than actually are. Full of exuberance. & they often believe in their abilities so they achieve good grades and r smarttt!
Virgo: lovs when people do little silly things for them because they like when people are as detail orientated as them. expect too much of people becaus they do too much for others. Nervous but lowkey cause their earthiness sort of makes it hum in the background. Has potential to be shady. I love their organisation, chills me the f out. Some reason i feel they be really good at ASMR videos because of their voice & movements. and they r actually quite talkative but its usually nothing too intellectual or snobbish just good natter. Bites their nails!
Libra: i dont get them. They dont make an imposing impression on me as they’re delicate and not too in ya face. Loves knitted jumpers and wearing light colours Ive noticed. Sweet n gentle. Probs could get away with murder. Gets really into things like a celeb or tv series for a while. Has fan blogs probably. like to talk about things such as kpop, clothes, items in their neat pencil case and make up. Idkkk
Scorpio: protectivveee. Intense. Passionate about theirs hobbies and interests. Can become lost in their own intellectual, abstract world forgetting what is truly important until they realise and become regretful and then hold many unresolved grudges. They are e m o t i o n a l but try to hide it - constantly simmering and on the verge of erupting. Though they are quite interested in their own passion - they’ll hype u up about yours and talk for hours about theirs and your own dreams. Abstract knowledge that seems to appear out of no where when they speak -unconventionally smart.
Sagittarius: want to escape reality. Someone i used to know would read a lot of books - probs erotic - she also used her work as escapism? her husband wouldn’t take her on holiday:( another i know comes across very cool and full of knowledge and like to says corny things like ‘you might as well live your life to the fullest because you’ve only got one’. acts like a philosopher. Has gooood taste in music. knows everyone and can keep good relationships with all of them.
Capricorn: thinks they’re are funny af but peeps often laugh at their jokes cause they’re just a bit shit. Tries to come across cool 😎looking for a for job but isn’t working out lol. Wants fame n fortune. they love to talk deep and intellectual without getting too personal. probably quite lovey dovey but it is buried deep inside them. likes to keep it light by listening to music or watching the telly otherwise there thoughts overwhelm them. ( i hav cap moon so might look like a different viewpoint to the others moon signs)
Aquarius: loves to make a point that they are different lol. Intellectual af cause they really smart. Can talk for hours on end but still likes down time. they are the world’s friend but they only let a few know the real them (if thats is actually the real them ). Quirky sense of humour. Hav big dreams and most likely succeed in pursuing them. they are very open about weird stories and experiences they hav had which is fun to hear. will hav something to say about every topic on earth - love to share an opinion.
Pisces: too kind for their own good. They know your weaknesses/insecurities from first time you meet. i think they have melancholy spells which they find themselves in a trance - i catch them staring blankly quite a lot. Love to ask if you’re okay. Mooody. Let down by humanity. Very chatty and has of cool things to say. Music may rule their life - musically talented in one case ik (probs used as escapism). Can be burdened with very unsettling thoughts of not being good enough; making sure they keep there reputation for being the nice guy which means getting pushed about
AHWU at first:
lol so this is just a dumb thing where we tell you stuff about achievement hunter. maybe people will do shit in the background or smth
AHWU after awhile:
so like, videogame updates of all sorts. mostly we just read stuff about the community and stuff, sometimes we show fanart or videos. everyone fucks around in the background,trying to distract whoever's reading. team lads action news was a thing for awhile but they toned it down a bit, and usually no one got hurt, just superficial stuff like throwing tissues everywhere
lol fuck it, this whole video is people just fucking around in the AH office. gavin wraps old cords around people in various ways. geoff and jack were choked live on camera. jeremy failed a backflip and nearly broke his neck. they gave ryan a lighter. there isnt a week that goes by where something doesnt get broken or someone doesnt get hit in the face with something. trevor is there, trying but mostly failing to avoid the chaos while lindsay does... something? what is she doing.
AHWU in the future:
it's monday. it's not always released on monday, but it is this week. you sweat as you click the notification. "AHWU #478." you click play and wait to see who will be chosen this week. the video starts. its jack. he smiles as he tells you which AHWU it is. there is pain in his eyes. the video cuts to gavin pouring gasoline on him. a match is thrown somewhere off-camera. you watch in sick horror as he is engulfed in flames. over his shrieking, you hear michael yelling; "THIS WEEK'S SPONSOR IS BLUE APRON!" the whole office has caught fire. ryan stands on jack's desk, laughing in the chaos. in the corner, you spy a tattooed body covered in silly string. it's geoff. a nod to last week. trevor walks in, side-steps jack's flaming corpse, and calmly announces this week's community video. you tremble as the video ends. the comments shout and screech for blood. at least they know their audience
I'm sad you finished the Bokuroo week, you draw them so rarely now and I just miss my boys so much
anon please don’t try to guilt trip me into drawing more bokuro that’s kinda very rude I realize no one really reads tags so I’m gonna just say it here again - as I mentioned before, this period is really damn busy for me because for whatever reason all my fandoms and ships have decided to hold their ship weeks all together in the span of 20 days and I’m a sucker for this kind of events which means I wanna participate in everything and end up being unable to put actual effort in everything else for a while
THAT SAID how productive I am with a specific ship depends a lot on how much they’re appearing in the main story (currently in the bokuros’ case it’s a very pretty round zero), how responsive/respectful the fandom is when I do post about them (the bokuro fandom is amazing!!! Everyone around it that still keeps on trying to make it about other ships and turn my art into something it’s not supposed to be, not so much) and how much content for said ship I can consume through the fandom/how easily accessible it is (there’s very little content for bokuro in general and try and look for stuff in the tags it’s all about other ships/ot3s or ot4s/unrequited or past-relationship/tagged-but-only-as-brotp)
I really, really, really love that ship a whole damn lot still, trust me, but when I have so little inspiration coming from anything that could give it to me and at the same time I got other ships making me super creative, I’m naturally bound to produce less for it. I’m not abandoning it, I’m just asking you to be patient when my creativity doesn’t happen to be focused on them for a while
Request: Where bucky ignores y/n or responds to her with one word or something like that? and when she confronts him he randomly blurts out that he likes her all along
A/N: Kinda changed it up a bit but it’s still around the same concept. Hope you don’t mind
She knew she was fucked the moment she realized she fell for him.
Because Bucky Barnes hates her. Even more after their recent mission. Y/N wasn’t able to dodge the bullet targeted on her thigh, incapable of finishing her assigned task which according to Bucky, messed up the whole mission.
But god, she was too tired to fight back, staying seated on the couch and choosing to listen to Steve and Bucky’s bickering instead, constantly rolling her eyes on every remark. Steve just had to defend her to avoid another 30 minutes of yelling probably every curse word possible in the dictionary. Telling Bucky that it could’ve been you. It wasn’t her fault.
“But I didn’t get shot, didn’t I? She’s too weak to even be assigned on a mission!” Bucky fought back, jaw clenched while running a hand through his hair.
“You’re being an unreasonable ass, Bucky.” Steve shot back. Despite being his best friend, he was being too shallow right now that he would do anything to avoid another migraine from coming.
“Shut the fuck up, Tony.” Steve spoke sternly, eyes still set on Bucky’s face.
“You know what, Barnes?” Y/N said, wincing as she stood up from her seat. She was fuming now, range consuming her. Fuck, it hurt that he felt nothing for her. Not even a bit of sympathy.
But that was all a lie. An act.
“If you want me out, just say the goddamn words and I’ll start packing up my shit for your sake.”
Tears prickled in her eyes but she didn’t want to break down in front of him because crying wouldn’t change the fact that Bucky already saw her as someone weak.
He never hated you. Not even close. But the truth? He hated himself for not being there to save her. He was never angry at her, more to himself. And the thought of losing you terrified him, unable to breathe as if his lungs were taken out of his body.
Before anyone could say anything, she turned on the balls of her feet to exit the room. Nat immediately rushing to her side to help her out, only for Y/N to tell her that she was fine through gritted teeth but Bucky beat her to it, blocking out the elevator before she could leave.
“Y/N?” He whispered.
He’s never felt this guilty. It was his fault. He did this to you.
“I’m sorry, Y/N. I’m so sorry.”
She laughed and it wasn’t filled with any humor at all. And with those bloodshot eyes, a bandaged thigh, scars and bruises all over her body, Bucky couldn’t help but wonder-
How was she still so beautiful?
“Get out of the way. I don’t need your pity, Barnes.”
Bucky almost winced at the tone of her voice.
What have I done? What have I done? What have I done?
“Please just listen to me, Y/N.” He almost begged. Bucky just wanted fix the mess he’s made. But after what he did? It was impossible.
“Listen to you? After underestimating me in front of the whole team, you want me to listen to you?” She scoffed.
“I’m angry at myself. Angry that I wasn’t there to protect you when I could’ve lost you then and there. I should’ve protected you but I didn’t. It should’ve been me. You don’t deserve this.” He was breathless now, eyes wide in realization that he admitted everything to you. To himself.
“You screwed me over, Bucky. All these months, you treated me like–"
"I’m in love with you, Y/N.“
She almost missed it.
The next thing she knew, he was in front her, lips a few inches apart, able to feel his breath on her face and wow his eyes were blue. So fucking blue that she wouldn’t mind getting lost in them for days. He slowly pressed his lips against hers, Y/N laying her hand on the nape of his neck, fingers intertwining in the soft locks of his hair. Bucky felt butterflies in his stomach and for the first time in years he’s never felt this much love. For the first time in years, he’s never felt so alive.
A/N: So this chapter isn’t as smutty as it should’ve been because I wanted it to be a slow burn haha. (Pls dont h8 me guys!) but next chapter is going to be pretty much pure s m u t. Imma need lots of warnings lol. I hope you guys like it! ENJOY! - Delilah
Warnings: Sexual intercourse (briefly), masturbation, slight prostitution lol, swearing.
Bucky Barnes knew quite a bit about the whole dynamics of the world.
He was a different man back in the day. He was a good alpha –an entitled, cocky little shit, but still a good alpha nonetheless. He made sure his omegas were satisfied before satisfying himself and he made sure to shower them with affection during aftercare. Hell, he even went down on the girls, which was heavily frowned upon if you were an alpha. Bucky wasn’t a selfish lover, not one bit.
During the war, he heard stories of deltas from all the older men.
There was this one man in the 107th, Frank, he thinks his name was. He was married to one. Bucky used to listen to the older man boast about the mating. He claimed it was so intense that he ended up knotting her within a few seconds of being inside her. Bucky even remembered the time she sent him some of her underwear that she wore during her heat. He didn’t even get ten feet of it before it was confiscated.
Soon, every guy was talking about the wonders of screwing a delta and Bucky would be a damn liar if he said he wasn’t one of them.
But unlike the majority of the young men, he wasn’t satisfied with just mating with one; he wanted one as a wife.
He had it all planned out, too. They’d live in the outskirts of New York, in a nice house with a little picket fence like in those magazines. They would have two or three little alpha babies running around as well. Frank always told him that pregnancy sex was the best when it came to deltas. He claimed the best part was tasting Barbara’s milk, which Bucky was thrown off by at first. But after spending some time on the idea, he was actually interested in trying it.
It was safe to say, Bucky spent his free time fantasizing about his double life.
After he was taken by Hydra, that dream was flushed away along with his entire sanity.
Bucky let out a growl as he spilled his seed inside the mewling blonde omega beneath him.
Being in such a rough state like this was dangerous for alphas, which was how he came to be in this situation. Tony called in a few favors for him and um…hired an omega by the name of Lindsay. At least, that’s what he thought her name was. He honestly couldn’t remember. He didn’t give her much time to introduce herself.
With a sigh, he rolled off of her and onto his back.
He should have felt satisfied, he knew that. He had a beautiful omega eager to please him and all. But for some reason, he felt so empty inside. No matter how much he tried to focus on Linda or whatever her name was, all he could picture was you. He knew it was wrong, you were probably deathly afraid of him now, but he thought of the mysterious Y/N often.
Especially burying his face between your legs, he’d love to do that.
Lindsay let out a small sigh, stretching her limbs. “Jesus,” she laughed breathlessly. “I knew you liked it rough, but you nearly broke my legs.”
Hearing her voice made his eye twitch with annoyance. It sounded like a nail on a glass window and he yearned to for it to stop.
“I think you should go.” He said simply, pulling back the covers and standing from the bed. After a bit of looking, he located his boxers, pulling them up his toned thighs. All while ignoring the blonde woman’s inhumanly pissed gaze.
“Are you fucking serious?” she spat, propping herself up on her elbow. Her eyes were narrowed. Bucky couldn’t help but snort at how she heavily resembled one of those Japanese cartoon characters Sam loved to watch.
Ignoring her completely, he plopped back down onto the bed.
And to his dismay, she didn’t move.
“Look, Lindsay,” he began with a sigh. Why couldn’t she just leave?
“My name is Lucy!” she exclaimed, ripping the covers from her body and hastily standing from the bed. She gathered her wrinkled dress from the floor and began sliding it back onto her body. Bucky kept his gaze on the wall ahead of him.
“Like, I knew you were some kind of freak and all, but you could at least try to satisfy me first!”
Bucky winced. Regardless, he kept his eyes on the wall. She’d be gone soon and that was pretty much the only thing keeping him from throwing her out of the room.
“Goodbye, Leah.” He dismissed nonchalantly, earning a growl from the omega.
With a slam of his door, she was gone. Bucky let out a contempt sigh at the golden sound of silence. He felt a bit guilty for not satisfying her, but he just…wasn’t that into it. Which was a first for him. He figured he’d be a bit rusty, which he was at first, but Lucy didn’t mention it. She was a prostitute after all, they weren’t paid to complain.
Truth be told, the only reason he was able to orgasm was by fantasizing about you.
That had never happened to him before, Bucky was always able to get off on the women he picked up. But this time, he had no idea what was going on. Was it his brainwashing? Or was it simply because you were a delta? He had no clue.
Bucky rested his head back against the wall of his room, closing his eyes and focusing on nothing.
That’s when he heard it.
By “it” he meant you.
You cried out as the toy brushed your sweet spot, hitting it with the right amount of precision and speed to send you over the edge for the sixth time that night. Your body was covered with a thin layer of sweat that stretched throughout your body. The sheets beneath your body might as well have been on the floor. Your pillows had all fallen off the bed hours ago, but you didn’t care.
You were suffering.
Pepper came in every hour to check your temperature, which had significantly skyrocketed, gaining her concern. Your temperature kept rising, which meant the worst case scenario you feared was getting closer and closer to being your reality.
Tony came by (he literally just shouted to you from the other side of the closed door) and told you your options, which weren’t that great. They consisted of:
a. You could accept Tony’s offer and let him hire you an alpha for the night. .
b. You could let Natasha help you out without completely deflowering you.
c. You could invite Bucky in here and let nature take its course.
You were highly tempted by the last option.
But you hardly knew him. You hardly knew Natasha as well, but at least she refused to actually deflower you. Bucky was deep into his rut and you were afraid he’d be too rough with or worse, that he’d impregnate you. You liked the idea of children, but you had far too much work to do before you wanted to settle down. And you wanted your first time to someone you loved, not by force.
With a heavy sigh, you raised your gaze to the ceiling. You had absolutely no choice.
“Friday, please get Pepper for me.”
“Are you sure about this, Y/N?” she asked, holding your trembling hand. Her eyebrows were furrowed, her mouth set in an extremely unhappy frown. What else could you do? You had no other choice.
“I’m sure,” you reply, giving her a weak smile. “Now go get my alpha.”
She let out a chuckle, but you could see the concern behind it. The last thing she wanted was for you to regret this later on. As for Tony, he wouldn’t like this idea regardless. He thought of you as a younger sibling, one that he needed to protect. And he’d probably vomit blood if Pepper told him the gory details later.
With a tight smile, Pepper exited the room.
You wrapped the sheets around yourself better and ran your hands through your hair. You wanted at least look like you weren’t masturbating violently a few minutes ago. All that modesty faded away when you heard the creek of the door open and close gently.
You looked up at the alpha, the smell of roses and chocolate dancing around your nose teasingly.
“Don’t be shy, Y/N,” Natasha licked her lips. Her eyes darkened with desire as she took in your nude body.
btw rebecca wanted to put in the homophobia allegory in the answer
then she made blue diamond sympathetic
no, not just a random member of the crew with shitty writing skills, especially zucchini
but rebecca herself
also why the fuck didn’t rebecca like how yd was portrayed in message received? wasn’t she…designed to look intimidating??? (more angular, coat, boots) like she looks like a military commander, she should fucking act like one. plus she’s a villain so…??? i mean im all for grey morality if it’s DONE RIGHT but rebecca is just doing that for the sake of some angsty “deep” shit and it just ends up being as bad as some shit-tier fanfiction. at this point can we just have…a good villain please? an extreme, ruthless one? honestly saturday morning cartoon villains are better than this shit, at least they’re sorta entertaining imo lol. then again they didn’t fuck yd up as much as bd so yd’s still sorta villain-y, she just has a reason for the cluster and she feels a bit toned down now.
oh and this is literally bd’s SECOND appearance in the show so how do they just forget shit like “we SPECIFICALLY wrote this SPECIFIC character to be an allegory for a SPECIFIC issue in society” and “also they tried to SHATTER one of our main characters”
then again, if the crew actually did forget about that, i wouldn’t be surprised lol.
Name of the Rose highlights everything that is good in the Buckynat relationship honestly.
First we’ve got them out on a date… which, BTW I didn’t include the panels here, but he’s not really comfortable here and she tells him why he’s over thinking and worrying needlessly about it. And then we have this gem. After she deals with a man who has been beating his wife and comes back to the table, he calls her on it. He knows exactly what she was up to.
Minutes before she is attacked, she’s obviously on the way home judging by her phone call here. He thinks enough of her to be waiting up even though he doesn’t know where she’s been or what she’s been up to (Smart man). She handles the initial attack while on the phone with him and him none the wiser (Which I will show in a later post). But he’s waiting on her and she’s on her way home. To him.
After she’s attacked and undergone surgery, which BTW she was completely awake and alert for with no pain control (This is gonna pop up later, when I post about what a fucking bad ass Nat is), but he’s completely panicked about her and it takes both Logan and Tony to hold him back. He’s also unamused by the situation itself and lashes out at both of them.
When she’s out of surgery, he is by her side. She’s obviously told them she was awake for the whole thing because you can see Tony commenting on it.
So no one else has really been able to track her down, though the government, who sanctioned the attack on her BTW is looking, Bucky finds her. She’s surprised, he tells her she shouldn’t be. And she tells him he’s a good person. He blows it off, as he usually does, but when he dos it points out she is the only one that understands all the reasons he’s not.
I’d also like to point out that he’s not the least bit judgmental here despite all the shit he’s been hearing. He, at no point, has lost faith in her.
She convinces him she’s got it under control and they have some smoochies. LOL But not before he calls her on the BS. All the cops swarming around has something to do with her and he damn well knows it. But doesn’t interfere because she wouldn’t appreciate it.
So we finally get to the crux of who is behind the situation and she handles it with her usual grace and aplomb. Or does until he starts talking about Bucky. At that point she looses her temper and pretty much launches on him.
Meanwhile Bucky is actually there to arrest her at behest of the government, but it’s pretty much a carefully orchestrated plan to get what she wants. (more on this in my Nat is a bad ass post that’s coming)
So Natasha gets what she wants and Logan and Bucky are there for the rescue… a bit late, but there. (And honestly, the Old man, weak bladder line is one of my hands down favorite interactions between Logan and Nat). And hey, she hasn’t seen him in a day or two, so if he wants to watch her get dressed, it’s cool. (Neither one of them bats an eye when Logan smarts off either)
And even though she has cleared her name in the eyes of the government, she needs to take care of the asshat who set this whole thing up. So, off she goes again and Bucky is a smart enough man to let her do what she needs to do.
And when things are coming to a close, she gets in touch with him and assures him she’ll be careful (She also told him she’d be home by the end of the week but this post is already long as hell by now)
So yeah, while they don’t share so many pages together in the book, what they have is quality for sure. Unlike that hot mess Samnee put together on page that people are fawning all over. Fucker stole his mini-me line as well BTW.
LMAO one of my students went the fuck OFF about OUaT in class today! For like, the entire 2 hours she kept coming back to the subject. She’s ten years old, she and I have never discussed this before, and she’s the one who brought it up. Some direct quotes:
“Hook and Emma got engaged. Why did they have to get engaged?”
“Emma cries about him a lot. And they’re always together. Like in every scene they’re always together. It’s annoying!”
“Probably my least favorite character now is Emma. She used to be my favorite before she started dating Hook.”
“Once Upon a Time isn’t really Once Upon a Time anymore. It’s ‘The Emma and Hook Falling in Love Story.’ Everything is just about them.”
I shit you not. I didn’t prompt her one bit, I simply replied and agreed!
She said more that I can’t remember explicitly but this kid does NOT like Hook and CS. And she knew the ship name and random trivia which surprised me. She said something to the effect of “Emma stopped caring about everyone else besides Hook” but I can’t remember her exact words.
She also thinks the writers are cruel to Regina. She thought Robin Hood was boring but she felt bad for Regina that he died. She thinks fake Robin and the EQ are a weird match visually lol.
God I wish I could remember her whole list of grievances! I would try to steer us back to doing art and we’d be painting and then she’d start up again with “I also didn’t like it how blah blah blah.”
She thought Ingrid was cool but didn’t like that they did Frozen.
She felt that given Regina’s personality and style as the EQ she should have been more glamorous (as opposed to sensible pantsuits) in Storybrooke
She didn’t like the way they wrote or cast Ariel
She felt bad that Mulan is always a third wheel and was mad she never really got her own arc (student is half Chinese btw)
Dammit that’s all I can remember right now lol. She said she quit watching a while ago but still keeps up with what’s happening which I thought was hilarious because same.
Anyway she gave me hope that the kids watching this aren’t buying the bullshit the way the teens and tweens do. I told her I was proud of her and to keep thinking for herself!
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Request: Could u write an extremely dirty smut for carl. He’s like really jealous and hot and shows u that ur his and not rons or benjamins and when it’s over he holds u and calls u really really cute nicknames and is like your MY BABY no one else’s??oh and ours u fit a little bit of dirty talk in there😏😢😘thnx luv u and your writing
a/n: This is set around the time when they arrived I guess. When Ron was alive lol. Oh and this is probably shit but I’m letting you know the next fic is bite me (Part 2) but for now enjoy this xo
Warnings: Smut, think there’s use of bad language but that was one time.
Maggie decided to throw a party of the Alexadrians. She wants everyone to get to know each other better and she thought it would help everyone become closer. Of course you were going. You were going to help Maggie and to see everyone. You look at yourself in the mirror and chuck your hair up into a pony tail before feeling arms snake around your waist and a pair of lips on your neck.
“Do we really have to go?” Carl whispers against your skin. Your eyes flutter shut as you lean into his touch and you sigh before turning around to face him and lacing your fingers in his hair. You place your lips upon his but he deepens it by placing his hands on your face and pushing you up against the wall. His tongue enters your mouth but you place you hands on his chest. He stops and you are both left breathing harshly.
“Yes. We really have to go, now get ready.” You say and quickly kiss him before heading downstairs.
You, Carl, Rick, Judith and Michonne walk through the door and everyone starts to mingle. Carl helps with food and you spot Ron and walk over to him. When he spots you he immediantly embraces you and invites you to sit with him.
“Hey (Y/n), how’ve you been?” He sits next to you and you guys get to talking. You talk about everything and you really enjoy yourself until he asks a question that makes you tense up. “So how come you came here with Carl Grimes?” You swallow hard. You and Carl haven’t told anyone that you’re in a relationship and you know thst Ron has a crush on you and you didn’t know how to react. You look up to see Carl talking to Spencer, or spencer talking to Carl, and Carl is looking at you both with raised eyebrows.
“Well, me and Carl are kind of a couple now I guess.” You sigh. You and Carl have been best friends since it all started really. As you both grew you sort of understood more about how things worked and sharing a room at the prison you both stayed at sort of led to things. Rick found out of course but it never really occured to you both to tell anyone.
“Wow, really, that’s great!” You nod at him and he continues. “So how long has this been going on for?”
“A while, nobody really knows about it though.” You answer him back and he nods. As you look over you realise Carl still has an intense gaze on you both.
“Why isn’t Enid here?” You ask and Ron shrugs.
“She’s probably in her room reading some comic.” Ron just smiles and you laugh a little and then you both talk some more before you feel a firm grip on your arm. You look up to see Carl looking down at you and he looks like he’s mad at you. He leans down so that his lips are close to your ear.
“We’re leaving.” He pulls you up but when you try to say goodbye to Ron he pulls you faster so that you’re not able to. You both go to leave but you hear the sound of Rick calling out to you both and asking you where you’re going. You’d also like to know the answer to that. “We’re going home dad, we’re tired.” Carl answers back and you look back at Rick to see a slight smirk on his face and befre you know it you are being dragged along again. As you guys walk home Carl still has his grip on you but he’s walking really fast.
“Okay, stop!” You shout as you pull your arm away from his grip and you are both stood in the middle of the street. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
“Me?” He looks at you and a smirk grows on his face. “Were you purposfully trying to turn me on like that?” You furrow your brows as you smile a little and cross your arms over your chest?
“And how did I do that exactly?” Carl raises an eyebrow and then walks closer to you.
“I never had to put up with it before.” He takes another step closer to you, “Because it’s never really been an issue.” another step, “But seeing you talk to other boys makes me realise that I need to show you, ” He takes one last step and now you can feel the heat radiating off of him, “That you. are. mine.” He says before placing his hands on your hips and kissing you shortly but roughly. He grabs hold of your hand again and you’re off. When you finally reach the house, waisting no time, Carl is dragging you up the stairs and into his room. His hands fly to your shirt and he lifts it over your head and your hands move to unbuckle his belt.
He picks you up slightly and moves you to the bed, lying you down and then his hands move to your jeans. He pulls them down quickly along with your underwear so that you’re left in nothing but a bra. He kisses your lips before moving down your body and then to your neck, then your collarbones, the vally of your breasts, then slowly down your stomach, and when he reaches your pussy and lays a soft kiss.
“You’re mine arent you?” He looks at you and you furrow your brows, surprised by his question. You don’t even get to answer before his tongue delves inside of you and your back is arching away from the bed. He keeps going, his tongue flicking against your clit over and over and your moans fill the room. His tongue creates patterns against your clit which has you unravaling beneath him.
“Have I ever mentioned how much I love to watch you cum?” He smiles up at you before climbing up your body to connect his lips with yours again. You moan against them before pushing him down onto the bed so that you are above him. You move down his body and pull on his trousers and boxers. You take them off and throw them somewhere behind you and then you move to his length. You take a hold of him and pump a few times. He was already hard and had pre-cum leaking from the tip. You take your thumb and spread it, using it as a lubricant. You look up at him and smirk for a couple of seconds, teasing him.
“(Y/n) baby!” He warns, his eyebrows raising as he tilts his head. You pump a few more times before taking your tongue and licking a stripe up the underside of his cock.
“Fuck” Is all you hear from above you as he throws his head back and it hits the pillows as you bob your head on his cock. His hips start thrust upward as an instinct and you gag a little before Carl’s hands reach for you hair to move it out the way. He tugs slightly, moving your head along his cock. You take him deeper, hollowing your cheeks and sucking harder. You know it drives him mad. Anyone would know by the sound of his moans which vibrated off of the walls. You keep bobbing your head and you feel his legs go a little stiff before he pulls on your hair gently to bring you up to him.
He quickly flips you over so that your back is on the bed and he’s on top of you. He grabs a condom out of the draw and rolls it on fast, wasting no time. He looks down at you before positioning himself at your entrance and thrusting, a moan following the thrust and you gasp as you try to adjust to the feeling and he lowers his head to your neck.
“The best feeling in the world.” He pants out as his lips touch your neck. “Nothing will ever beat the feel or taste of you.” He smirks against your skins as you whimper.
“C-carl.” You make a feeble attempt to moan out his name but all that escapes your lips is a whisper of his name.
“You’re mine aren’t you?” He asks you but you are so lost in all the pleasure that you only nod.
“I need words baby.” He thrusts, over and over, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you feel Carl’s breath against your neck. You revel in it. The feeling of Carl sliding in and out of you, your high approching. The feel of his breath, hot as it fans over your neck.
“Yes. Yes Carl I’m yours. No one else’s.” Carl’s head snaps up from your neck and he looks you in the eye before resting his forehead on yours.
“That’s what I like to hear.” He whispers. He continues to slam his hips against yours and he delivers one particularly deep thrust which sends you over the edge and the feel of you cumming around Carl has him cumming too. His body goes limp against yours, both of you hot and breathing like you’ve just ran a marathon. He slips out of you and disposes of the condom before crawling next to you and turning you so that your back is to his front. He laces his hands with yours and places a soft kiss to your forehead.
“You’re mine! You know that right?” He says and you nod slowly, feeling your eyes flutter as you drift off. “I love you, so much.” You turn within Carl’s arms to face him and you place a hand on his cheek.
“I love you too Carl. And only you. I don’t even remotely like Ron. It’s you. Always you.” You sigh out and Carl’s eyes shut, as if that’s all he waned to hear from you. All that he’s been waiting for.
Finally a new painting after a really long time. Now I’m really trying to upload a bit more regularly. Trying xD (Repost. First one was only 20% of this. Totally forgot the other pics. lol)
I’m a huge fan of “The Walking Dead”, especially Daryl. Beth’s death and his reaction were the most emotional moments in the series for me. Yeah, I was crying:D So I’ve mixed Daryl (and Beth) with my favorite word “Breathe” in this painting. For me it means that no matter how much shit is going on and that you just don’t know how to deal with it, you have to stand still and just breathe. Nothing but breathe. And for one moment everything’s okay, because you’re still breathing.
More domestic Roadrat headcanons because I have nothing else to do
(Do not tag as kin/me/id)
- The Junkers collect their own wanted posters. Not because they don’t want to be caught– but because they find them hilarious.
- Junkrat is a collector– he usually finds pig related items for Roadhog and the occasional cute plush thing, but he also collects shiny objects (i.e someone’s lost ring) for the hell of it
- Junkrat likes to sit in Roadhog’s lap. Not in a sexual way, but just to be close to him
- Relating to the above, Roadhog sometimes rests his head on Junkrat’s while he’s in his lap.
- Roadhog steals books from wherever they go if it’s convenient, as a way to pass downtime and give let Junkrat read the classics. (‘Rat liked Great Expectations until the end, was terrified by 1984, and couldn’t get through the first page of Pride And Prejudice)
- Roadhog witnessed the loss of one of Junkrat’s limbs and that was the moment he realized he cared for him and needed to be more protective.
For the anon who asked me to do a coloring tutorial :) If anyone wants me to do any more tutorials, feel free to send me an ask and I’ll try and get to it as soon as possible!
Everything I know about picking colors comes from THIS SYCRA VIDEO. The first eight minutes are really all you need to understand what I’m saying. I don’t do exactly what he does every single time, but I always keep it in the back of my head.
Some other things to note, I guess:
When I’m drawing from reference, I don’t use the eyedropper tool and sample colors directly from the photo. It feels kinda boring and lazy to me, because if I’m gonna have all the same colors as the photo, what’s even the point of drawing from a photo if the photo already exists? So I guess it’s an issue of style for me…
I change the colors of the lines before I do the overpaint bit just because it helps me when I’m blending. It’s easier to blend a skin colored outline into a face than a dark blue outline into a face.
…That’s pretty much all I gotta say about coloring. Hope this helps someone…