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or - “Can I copy your homework?” Blizz|Riot version xd
fastest and probably ugliest doodle ever, but I found this idea pretty funny so I had to draw it xdd
Since my laptop is bugging,I'll continue on my WoW characters designs.
Le WIP
WIP I was talking about earlier ===>
Trying to do some realistic art style to keep up with whole WoW atmosphere. I ain't think that this will end good,tho :/
The ol' razzle dazzle
Greetings,fellow comrades!
Ya'll can call me Shura and address me as a female.
(Btw,pardon me for my poor knowledge of English language,I'm not a native speaker)
Sooooooo,I'm really new to this fandom and I'm already really exited about E V E R Y T H I N G.
But,I'm to broke to actually buying the BfA,so I'm patiently waiting for the Torrent or similar shit.
I'm not like the hardcore gamer or something. I'm more like the random young self-taught artist that's trying to keep up with some awesome things and when I saw the Warbringers I was like DAAAAAMN I NEED TO BE A PART OF THIS RING MFING NOW.
After this I checked everything related to BfA and I fell in love with the character designs and theme songs! And I felt that is the best time in history to be a pansexual, because everyone in this game are so hot that I they might be the main reason of Global warming :/
Even trolls.
Well
Especially the trolls
So,here I am. I hope to find here some new comrades and to learn more about this game.
La #noche es tan hermosa. 🌑🌑🌑 #moom #blackmoon #butterfly #fly #black #blackbutterfly #lune #night #beautiful #beautifully #picoftheday #picofthenight #instagram #house #tumblr #photography #g #wow #DAFNEAPPROVES #shadow #sombras #obscuridad
"The Wandering Monk"
Part of a Fallout fan project I'm working on about a ghoul monk living in the once Chinese occupied country of Tibet. The story focuses heavily on buddhism and the influences it has on this part of Asia post-war. This was all hand painted in procreate
Gertrude Robinson threatening people has the biggest dick energy I've witnessed in a while, pass it on.
telling you how beautiful you are, how badly he wants to fill you up with his cum, what great parents you’ll be😵💫😵💫😵💫
BREEDING KINK BOB HAS BEEN ON MY MIND SINCE I FIRST SAW THAT MAN MY GOD MY HEART HURTS, NEED HIM FR😩🧎🏻♀️
ITS SO VERY PERSONAL TO ME LIKE HEAR ME OUT
him dirty talking in your ear with his southern twang while you’re pressed into the mattress underneath him…..
brb…..
IM GONNA NEED A MOMENT TO RECOVER BC HOLY HELL THIS WAS JUST SO GOOD IM-
Title: Daylight Robbery
Pairing: Theif!Bucky x Reader
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: smut, cocky Bucky, fluff, unprotected sex, Bucky being irritating as shit
part one
A/N: Hey y’all! i’m so sorry this took longer for me to get out than i planned. i’m not totally happy with it, but i really, really hope you guys enjoy it. i may re-write this later, but for now, i’m calling it! i’ve given it my best shot, and that’s all i can do. hope you enjoy, thank you all for being so supportive and patient.
This is a work of FICTION, and there will be ADULT themes and content included therein, so I assume once you’ve clicked through the link that you are comfortable with that. I do not give consent for my work to be copied, translated, or posted elsewhere, even if I am credited. This work is entirely mine, and unbeta’d, so read at your own risk! MINORS, DNI!
Part two, or: The one where you get mugged
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Should I text him? You repeat the thought to yourself for the sixtieth time that day. You know Mrs. O’Grady’s arthritis-tight legs like the back of your own hands by now; and as you absently massage the feeling back into them, your mind continues going straight back to the number scrawled on the crumpled paper on your bedside table. No matter how many frustrating attempts you make to focus on other things.
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OH MY FREAKING GOD!
YOUR ART IS SOOOO BEAUTIFUL!
I can't breath!!!
You asked for it so here ya go @lovelovemikira LMAO
It’s...it’s an attempt at least LOL (idk man I drew this at midnight it ain’t great but it’s better than nothing ack-)
Glacier is cute af I would die for them ajhbsjhvsjhvs
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(Fusion is by RadiantGlow64 and I don’t wanna spam tag you on everything sorry ajhbsjhbsjb)
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ILiveForCole’sManBun-
I also probs shoulda used a ref pic or two- * c o u g h s *
oh my god... THEYARESOFREAKINGCUTE! IWANTTOPETALLOFTHEM!💞❤️💕
I finally finished the redraw of my ninjago cat's au! The reason why i did this because I wasn't very happy with the original design of the six characters. So here the updated version of garmado good & bad, master wu, jay, and zane normal\robotic self i'm really happy with this one. :)
Bunk-Bed junction
Ninjago AU where everything is the same but Garmadon wasn't purified after the Final Battle.
In my opinion, orc-girls are horribly underrated. (gonna upload a speedpaint with it later)
One of my favorite things about the difference in the Lloyd and Garmadon fights in SoG and Hunted, is the music. Yes, they have a marked difference in tone just listening to them, but if you pay attention to the leitmotifs used, they also add to the story. (Leitmotif = a recurring musical phrase that represents a character or idea.)
“Garmadon’s True Potential” (which plays during the fight in True Potential) is primarily focused on Garmadon’s theme (the Sons of Garmadon theme is incorporated into Garmadon’s theme, showing their role in his revival) and the Garmadon family theme, with absolutely no usage of the Green Ninja theme. The one time the Ninjago theme is used is when it cuts to the other Ninja, it’s never used to symbolize a heroic moment by Lloyd. When Lloyd starts fighting in earnest, at the end, there’s no desperate-but-heroic rendition of the Green Ninja theme - it’s the SoG theme followed by the Garmadon family theme.
Being scored like this makes the fight basically entirely about Garmadon; Lloyd doesn’t get any victories, in the animation or musically. Lloyd goes into this fight with the intent to save his father, not fight him, so the music reflects that by emphasizing the Garmadon family theme. Garmadon’s theme is dissonant and evil sounding, while the Garmadon family theme is sad, bringing down the whole mood of the fight. Because there’s only one cutaway to the other Ninja, there’s also no reprieve; while the music does get quieter/less noisy in some moments, it’s six straight minutes of unsettling dissonance and tragic violins/vocals.
To contrast, “I Can Resist You” (which plays during the fight in Green Destiny) has all three themes, and more (for example, some interjections by the Resistance theme when it cuts to the other Ninja). It actually focuses less on Garmadon’s theme. This time, when Lloyd argues with his father, the Ninjago theme is played. When Lloyd grabs the Dragonbone Blade, we hear a modified Green Ninja theme. When he deflects a bolt of Destruction, Green Ninja theme.
Like the fight itself, this time the music feels like an actual fight instead of a one-sided beatdown, because Lloyd is musically represented by the Ninjago theme and Green Ninja theme. Garmadon’s theme and the family theme are still there, but the different instrumentation and harmonization lessen the impact on the mood. (Garmadon’s theme especially is played less and harmonized differently to make the overall music more melodic and thus feel less creepy.) Also, the music has “lighter” instruments like a flute, which the composers tend to associate with the heroes.
The unreleased portion of the soundtrack which plays after this track (starting when Lloyd gets the idea to use the Art of the Silent Fist) follows in a similar vein. During the parts where Lloyd is fighting Garmadon, the Resistance theme plays instead of Garmadon’s theme. When Lloyd gets his power back, the Green Ninja theme plays.
Musically, this shows the tide shifting as Lloyd starts winning. The Resistance theme is hopeful, really bringing up the mood. Garmadon’s theme only plays once more, at the very end when he’s lost his powers completely, and even then instead of being elaborated on in the usual continuation, a less dissonant variation is played which leads directly into the Green Ninja theme. It’s unified - there’s no interjection from Garmadon’s theme except at the end, signifying that the real fight is over.
tl;dr: In True Potential, the leitmotifs used are almost only Garmadon’s theme and the Garmadon family theme, which centers the scene on him and makes the fight one-sided musically. In Green Destiny, the Green Ninja, Ninjago, and Resistance themes give the fight more balance and focus on Lloyd’s victory. Also you should listen to the soundtrack because it’s good.
(Side note: Some people say that what I call the Garmadon family theme is simply Emperor Garmadon’s theme (and that he has two themes, I guess), but the Garmadon family theme only gets played in relation to, well, the Garmadon family. It’s just that a lot of the time, Lloyd ends up nearby when Emperor Garmadon gets screentime. Just listen to the musical cues for when he isn’t, though, and the 3-note theme gets played, not the family theme. [Unless he’s talking about Lloyd, which he does a lot.])
Name: Alicen
Age: Adult
Sex: Female
Gender: Woman
Species: Cervifae
Bio: Alicen was a lowly citizen on the planet Mriga. However, as she reached adulthood, the lord of her town took a liking to her and made Alicen one of his personal dancers. Even though this improved her situtation, she is kept under constant supervision. She dreams of the day were she can travel and do as she pleases.
Control Me
Pairing: Natasha x reader
Summary: You wanted to help Natasha gain back control so you let her control you
Warning: 18+ smut, restraints, face slapping, finger fucking, oral, dom/sub ish - Reader and Nats first time
A/n: This wasn't supposed to be smut, but it turned into smut *shrugs*
I didn’t have much time to edit so hope there aren’t too many mistakes
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When you met Natasha you thought you had her all figured out. She was confidence personified walking around the compound as if nothing could touch her. It wasn’t until the two of you became close that she started to show more of herself. Her playful side was your favorite.
The team was shocked the first time they saw Natasha hug you. She wasn’t known to be a cuddly person but you knew the truth. Natasha loved to cuddle. When she felt distressed or frustrated, she would come to your room, crawl into your bed and hold you. The first time it happened you thought it was a dream. When you asked her if she was ok, she simply nodded and confessed that you made her feel safe. You could relate, she made you feel safe too.
You were currently in the common room when Natasha came through the elevator looking the most exhausted you’ve ever seen her. She had been away for a week on a mission with Steve and by the grunt he gave you as a greeting, you knew it must have been physically and emotionally exhausting.
The redhead could barely keep her eyes open as she waddled over to you and collapsed on the couch, planting her head in your lap.
“That bad huh?” You asked Steve.
“Longest mission of my life.” He mumbled, “You got her?”
“Always.” You said, caressing her back.
You let her sleep while you finished your movie, turning it down to the lowest volume so you wouldn’t disturb her. Her soft snores made you grin knowing she would deny them once you teased her about it.
“Nat.” You whispered, lightly nudging her as the credits rolled.
She grunted, burying her face in your stomach.
“Five more minutes, milaya.”
“It’s been an hour, love. I know you would rather be in bed. Unless you want Thor waking you up at five am.”
She looked up at you pouting knowing you were right. You wiped away loose strands of hair as they tickled her nose and tucked them gently behind her ear.
“Can you stay with me?” She asked.
“I wish I could, but I have to be up by five too. You need to rest.”
“I don’t care.” She said, sighing.
“You’re a light sleeper, Nat. You’ll stay up with me and feel grouchy all day.” You chuckled.
“You’re right, you’re right.”
Natasha pulled herself up and stretched her aching muscles. Dirt and grime painted her neck and arms, and dry streaks of blood mapped her torso.
“Maybe take a shower before bed yeah?” You teased.
She scoffed nudging your shoulder but swiftly smelled herself groaning.
“I’m taking a vacation.” She grumbled.
You went your separate ways once you reached your floor. Natasha gave you a hug goodnight and you settled into bed. You wished you would have said yes to staying with her but you knew it was the right thing to do. When the redhead didn’t get proper sleep it was dangerous for everyone around. The last time it happened, Thor almost needed a new cloak and Tony a new pair of hands.
The night went on and you found yourself unable to sleep. It was hard when she wasn't next to you. You haven’t gotten much sleep when she was away when you think about it. You checked the clock groaning when you saw it was one am. Training day was the worst to wake up to. You shifted trying to get comfortable when suddenly you heard a bloodcurdling scream.
A chill ran down your spine as you rushed to Natasha’s room. What you saw when you opened the door broke your heart. You’ve seen her vulnerable but you’ve never seen her look so fragile. She was shaking, beads of sweat dripped down her forehead as she clung her knees to her chest rocking back and forth. She hadn’t noticed you yet and you treaded lightly so you wouldn’t alarm her. Her eyes were wide and barely blinking as she stared at the wall. Her bottom lip quivered as silent tears ran down her cheeks.
You felt guilty that you hadn’t stayed with her like she asked. From what you’ve seen in the past, her nightmares were bad but this one was different. You’ve never heard her scream like that before.
“Nat.” You whispered, sitting slowly on the edge of the bed.
Your worry grew as she continued to stare at the wall. Natasha was always aware of her surroundings. The fact that she still hadn’t noticed you let you know she was still trapped in her mind.
You slowly rubbed her back, knowing it was something she liked when she was upset. She visibly started to shake and your heart ached in your chest. Your strokes became firm as you guided her back into reality.
“Natasha, it’s alright. It’s ok, you’re safe.”
Her green eyes snapped to yours and she jerked away from you. She shook her head as she ran it through her damp hair.
“What are you doing here? You shouldn’t be here.” She stammered.
“I heard you scream. I just wanted to see if you were ok.”
“I’m fine.” She said, looking away from you.
You sighed moving closer to her. It was rare that she ever shut you out, but when she tried it was usually about her past. It took her a long time to open up to you about it, but even when she did she didn’t say much. Only enough for you to understand the horrors she faced there.
“You’re not fine and that’s ok.”
She licked her lips standing up from the bed, turning her back from you to take off her damp shirt. Her hands were shaking as she shuffled through her dresser to find a new one and put it on.
“I don’t want you to see me like this.” She choked out.
“We’re best friends Nat. I think we’re past that.” You said, trying to reassure her.
She turned around, folding her arms and silent tears fell from her eyes. You’d give anything to make them go away. To make her feel better.
“Talk to me please.” You pleaded.
A storm swam inside her eyes as she looked at you. Your breath hitched only ever seeing them this way when she faced an enemy.
“I had a nightmare - about the red room.” She said, chewing her bottom lip, “how they would make us do certain things in training.”
You pushed past the anger you felt. This wasn’t about you, but you silently vowed to destroy that place when given the chance.
“Was it about the other girls? How they made you-
“No.”
You shifted on the bed, swimming through your mind trying to figure it out. Widows were known for two things, death and seduction. It suddenly clicked and your stomach twisted in knots knowing what it had to be about.
“It’s ok, Nat. I understand.” You whispered.
Her eyes narrowed and she stalked towards you.
“Do you?” She demanded.
“I know you Nat, you hate not being in control. What they made you do with those men-,” You paused taking a beat as her eyes shone with aching vulnerability as the storm subsided. You didn’t need words for her to know you figured it out, “That’s when you felt the most out of control, isn’t it?”
She nodded, wiping away her tears.
“I hate that it affects me this much. It’s just a dream but it’s like I’m back there, underneath them.” She whimpered.
“Come here.”
Natasha took a deep breath, walking closer to you. You held out your hands and you sighed in relief as she unclenched her fists and rested them in yours.
“What do you usually do when you wake up from them? How do you gain the feeling of control back?” You asked.
She shrugged, looking at your paired hands.
“Before I met you I’d usually wait until it passes.” She said, “It takes a while then they feel this real.”
“Holding me helps?” You asked.
“Yes. It- It doesn’t take away the feeling entirely but yes, having you in my arms helps.”
You squeezed her hands rubbing the back of them. Natasha was the most important person in your life and all you wanted was for her to be ok. You had an idea but you weren’t sure how to suggest it. You were lost in thought not noticing how Natasha stared at you, searching for what could possibly be on your mind.
“What is it, Y/n?”
“I - um, I have an idea, but it might be too weird-
“Tell me, please?” She asked.
Her eyes pleaded for anything to help make it better. You nodded, shifting at the anxious bloom that arose in your chest.
“You could control me.” You whispered.
Natasha’s breath hitched and your heart hammered in your chest as you watched her process your words.
“You mean dominate you?” She asked, her lips were parted and you shifted on the bed.
“Yes. I - I was reading this book on bdsm-“
Her snort interrupted you and you narrowed your eyes feeling embarrassed.
“Shut up.” You mumbled.
“I’m sorry, dorogaya. Continue, please.”
You smiled shyly, clearing your throat.
“There was a chapter that talked about how it can be akin to therapy. That it can help people who feel out of control in their workplace or life in general, gain some of the control back. Same for someone who's always in control, it can be a release for them to give it away.”
Natasha took in your words, really thinking about what you said. You swallowed thickly watching emotions play out on her face and you started to think you shouldn’t have said anything.
“Ok.”
You blinked, staring up at her not knowing if you heard her right.
“Ok?”
“I want to try it.” She said.
The flush on her cheeks made your heart flip in your chest.
“Ok.” You whispered.
“Alright, I um - please tell me if it’s too much or you change your mind.” She mumbled, and you could see insecurity swimming in her irises.
“I promise, Nat. I trust you.”
You looked at her openly wanting her to see that you were really ok with this. She nodded sharply and you let go of her hands.
You sat and waited, watching as she flexed her jaw and licked her lips. You would have waited all night as she processed. This was about her. You would let her go at whatever pace she wanted.
“Take off your shirt.” She husked.
You swallowed thickly, taking it off, and shivered as the cool air raised goosebumps on your skin. You were left in only your underwear and you blushed as she took in the white cotton topped with a pink bow.
“Lay back on the bed.”
You did what she said, your breathing shallow as you watched her eyes change. They were hard and focused as they raked over you.
“Hands above your head, and don’t make a sound. If you do I’ll stop.”
You nodded, squirming as she grabbed a piece of rope from her closet. She tied you to the bedpost and tugged making sure you were secure. You pulled at them, a twisting feeling in your groin arose at how vulnerable you were for her.
The bed dipped as she crawled on top of you and you gasped seeing arousal in her eyes.
“What did I say.” She growled, smacking your thigh.
You bit your lip to stop from whimpering and tried to show on your face that you were sorry.
Her calloused hand traced up your thigh making you shiver. She stopped at the fabric of your underwear, pulling it away from you only to let it go with a snap. She traced up your stomach, leaving a trail of goosebumps, and cupped your breast roughly in her hands. You felt heat between your legs as she squeezed the soft tissue, humming as you tried desperately not to make a sound.
Her eyes stayed on yours as she pinched and pulled your nipple, already hardened by the chill of the air and her previous touch. Your mouth opened, no sound escaping as she added more pressure before lifting her hand to wrap it around your throat.
“You’re being so good for me.” She cooed.
You licked your lips, watching as she traced the movement with her eyes.
“You like being a good girl for me?” She asked.
You nodded, squirming underneath her. All you wanted was to help her gain back control but you had no idea it would feel like this giving it away.
She raised her body, hovering over you. The fabric of her shirt made you shiver as it scraped against your overheated skin. She ran her free hand up your thigh cupping your center.
“You’re so wet for me, detka.” She husked, pushing the fabric to the side.
You bit down on your lip, knowing by the end of this you were bound to draw blood.
The weight of her hand left your throat and in one swift movement, she ripped the fabric off of you, tossing it to the side.
Her hand returned to your throat and she increased the pressure as she traced your slit up and down collecting your wetness on her fingers. She ignored your clit and you wanted to beg her so badly to touch it.
“What is it, pretty girl?” She cooed.
You clenched your thighs as she teased your opening. You bucked into her, your walls clenching when she grazed your clit.
“Hmmm. Is this what you want?”
Her thumb pressed into your sensitive nub, circling around it in slow languid circles. You closed your eyes nodding when she pushed down adding more pressure.
“Look at me.” She demanded.
You opened your eyes, your mouth open wide as she quickened her pace.
“You want me to fuck you, detka?”
You would have screamed yes if it were allowed. The way she was making you feel made your head spin.
“I bet you do. You like being tied down underneath me. That’s what made you so wet isn’t it?”
Her moan took your breath away as she pushed past your barrier with her finger. You moved your hips against her and tried desperately not to make a sound.
“Look at you fucking yourself on me. I never took you for a whore, Y/n.”
A whimper ripped from your throat before you could stop it.
Natasha glared down at you, removing her hand from your throat to swiftly slap your cheek. Her face was hard and intimidating as her gaze burned into you.
“You get one more chance. Do you understand me?”
You nodded frantically, thankful she wasn’t going to stop.
“Good girl.” She taunted, adding another finger.
Your walls clenched around them, trying to suck them in deeper.
“You’re so tight.” She moaned.
You threw your head back, clenching your hands into fists as she started fucking them inside you. She didn’t hold back as she pounded into you. Your breast bounced and the bed creaked with every thrust she made.
“You feel so good.”
You wanted to tell her that she did too. The heel of her hand pressed against your clit and you lifted your hips meeting her thrust for thrust. She fucked you like she knew exactly what you liked and she felt better than any toy you’ve ever used.
“You’re doing so well, detka. So good for me.”
Natasha watched as tears sprang from your eyes as you tried desperately to be quiet for her. She curled her fingers feeling your walls flutter around her and she knew you were close. The feeling she had fucking you like this was unlike anything she’s ever felt.
“Look at me.” She demanded.
Your eyes snapped to hers and your hips stuttered as her thumb flicked your clit. You tasted iron as your teeth clamped down on your bottom lip.
“You’re so close aren’t you.” She cooed.
You pleaded with her in your eyes, nodding as she curled her fingers again, hitting the spot that would normally make you cry out.
“You don’t get to cum until I tell you to.” She sneered, “but I want to hear you beg for it.”
You opened your mouth then closed it shut, afraid that she would stop even as she said those words.
“It’s ok, detka. Let me hear those pretty sounds. I want you to beg for me to let you cum like the good little slut you are.”
You moaned, relieved you no longer had to hold it in.
“Please Nat, please let me cum, you feel so good, please.” You choked out.
Natasha moaned, fucking you harder as sighs and whimpers fell from your lips.
“Do you think you deserve it?” She taunted.
“Yes.” You whimpered.
“I don’t know, pretty girl. You’ve disobeyed me twice already.”
“I’m sorry, I’ll be good, I’ll be so good for you, please let me cum.”
You felt your walls clench around her as the words fell from your lips. You’ve never been this turned on before.
“You’re so sweet, dorogaya,” she said, smirking down at you, “so pretty when you beg.”
You lost rhythm in your hips, feeling the coil inside you tighten. You desperately wanted to cum for her. You were dripping down her hand, the sound of how wet you were filled the air making blood rush to your cheeks.
“Please, Nat.” You whimpered.
“Ok detka. Be my good girl and cum for me.” She demanded.
You screamed her name as your body came at her command. The euphoria you felt was borderline overwhelming as your orgasm crashed down on you. Your walls clamped down and fluttered around her fingers trying to suck them in more as she slowed her pace. You whimpered as she removed her hand from your throat to caress your cheek.
Natasha smiled down at you as she pulled out her fingers and sucked them in her mouth moaning at your taste. You blushed, as she licked them clean.
“Delicious, detka.” She said.
She removed her shorts and underwear in one go and you drooled at the sight of her. You could see her slick on her thighs and you couldn’t believe you were the cause of it.
“Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.”
You whimpered, doing what you were told.
She shifted above you, placing her thighs on either side of your head. You moaned at the sight of her parting lips as her wetness dripped on your chin.
“You made a mess, detka. Clean it up.”
Her hips lowered and you moaned as her center lowered onto your mouth. Her taste was tangy and uniquely hers as you ran your tongue up and down her parted folds. You circled around her clit, moaning as you sucked it into your mouth lathing it with your tongue.
“Fuck Y/n!.”
You tugged your wrist wanting to touch her and whimpered when they met the resistance of the rope.
“You want to touch me don’t you?” She teased.
You nodded as she chuckled darkly above you.
“That slutty little mouth of yours is touching me detka.” She moaned.
You whimpered, letting go of her clit grazing it between your teeth. You lowered your tongue to her opening, teasing it as she thrust down against it. She looked down at you, grabbing ahold of your head as she narrowed her eyes.
“Inside.”
You pried her open with your tongue, whimpering as she sunk down on you. You curled it, wanting to feel as much of her you could and Natasha cried out, bucking against you.
“So good, detka.” She moaned, rolling her hips.
You shuddered as she used you to get off. Fucking your face with abandon as her free hand held onto the bed frame. Her walls were tight against your tongue and you knew she was going to cum. Her whimpers and moans made you clench your thighs. You wanted to hear these sounds for the rest of your life.
“Fuck, fuck, Y/n!”
Her hips stuttered and her slick dripped down your cheeks and chin as she came around your tongue. Her hips slowed dragging out her high and you licked every drop you could as she rubbed herself all over your face. When her movements stop, she grunted lifting off of you and shifted down to straddle your hips.
You knew you were smiling like an idiot when her jaw twitched to stop her from smiling back.
She leaned over untying you from the bed and you sighed as blood rushed back to your aching limbs.
“Are they sore, dorogaya?” She asked, rubbing them.
“Only a little, but not a lot.” You mumbled, shyly.
Natasha kissed your forehead and lifted off you, disappearing into the bathroom. You blushed when she came back with a wet towel. It was warm as she traced it against your face and body cleaning you up. She was so attentive it made your heart flutter in your chest. You whimpered as she parted your folds, still sensitive from how hard she fucked you.
“Shh, you’re ok, kotenok.”
Your blush deepened at the nickname she gave you shortly after the two of you met.
“There, all clean.” She whispered.
She threw the towel to the side of the room and laid down beside you cupping your cheek. Her eyes were soft as she looked at you. All the pain from before was completely washed away and you melted at her smile.
“It helped?” You whispered.
“Better than I imagined. Was that ok for you too? I didn’t do anything that made you unconformable did I?”
“No. It was nice.” You said, licking your sore lip.
“Nice?” She teased.
“I - it. It was good, Nat. Really good, but I didn’t want it to be about me.”
“It was about the both of us, detka. You’re the most important person in my life. I know that this was to help me gain back control and it did, but during I just really wanted to make you feel good. Like it felt for me.”
“I didn’t know it would feel like that.” You said.
“Neither did I. I thought I was going to cum just making you cum. Hearing you beg was the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced.”
You blushed, trying to duck your head into the pillow but her hand stopped you.
“I um- it made me realize a few things about myself.”
“It made me realize a few things too.” She mumbled.
“Like what?”
“That you’ve been more than just my best friend for a long time.”
Natasha looked at you with so much love it made your heart ache. You felt the same and wondered why it took you both so long to get here.
“Can I kiss you?” She asked.
You melted at the shy look in her eyes and nodded not being able to speak.
Her lips were soft as they melded to yours. You wrapped your arm around her waist pulling her closer to you as she deepened the kiss. She was soft and gentle as she cradled you in her arms. Taking her time as she explored your mouth with her tongue.
When you both pulled back to breathe, Natasha looked at you shyly.
“Um, can we do that again when I have another nightmare?” She asked.
“Nat, you can control me whenever you’d like.”
She smiled brightly kissing you softly before laying on her back to pull you into her arms.
“You’re calling off training tomorrow. I’m going to hold you for as long as I want and if Tony has a problem with it I’ll dismantle his suit again.”
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Just found out the guy I’ve had an on and off crush on for like almost what feels like an eternity is getting married! For some reason, I always thought my heart would break, but I’m actually feeling happy. I feel like I don’t have to put myself through anymore and am finally free to just live my life and not care about what he thinks. Guys, I’m a stupid person, but I’ve learned. All I’m hoping is that he stays married so there’s not a possibility of that crush coming back anymore. I say that because a lot of people who I grew up with are getting divorced like after a year they’re married, I just hope he doesn’t. IM FINALLY FREE!!!!!!!!!!
Hey, here's the full set of the brand new Disco Elysium pics!
Prints are available, and maybe these work well in poster format (which inprnt started doing a while ago)?
I'm sad I didn't get to draw any cars, would be nice to do 1 more, but I need to move on... Also, there has been a promo on all summer at inprnt that might end soon, so these are at 35% off right now!