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unsteddie · 3 days
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Steve agrees to play npc parts for Eddie's big one shot that he's been planning forever, but only if Eddie will play basketball with him. So they meet Lucas and Max at the court in the park and Eddie will not shut up about everything.
It's hot, his shorts are rubbing his legs weird, the sun's too bright. Just in general being as annoying as possible. It doesn't bother Steve even a little, he's too busy being smug about getting Eddie into basketball shorts at all. Sure he was still wearing a band shirt, but the shorts were a win.
It starts pretty normal, Max is absolutely ripping them apart verbally and it's working weirdly well to balance out her actual basketball skills, which are nothing to write home about. Eddie whines everytime hes got to run up or down the court, but he does ok at controlling the ball and manages to catch it when Steve throws it to him.
Steve's being blocked by Lucas who's the same height now, and Max is running for Eddie and the ball. Steve's yelling at him to throw it, just aim for the net, and he does. He sinks it, the ball barely touches the rim. He shouts in victory and runs to Steve for a congratulatory kiss, losing the ball to Max, completely worth it.
Over the course of the next few minutes he sinks two more. Steve calls for a pause in the game and simply hands Eddie the ball and tells him to shoot. Another basket. He moves him farther back and Eddie makes it again. Eventually he's standing at the free throw line having scored 7 consecutive baskets and he looks at Steve in wonder and says
"hey, I think I'm good at this?"
Max and Lucas are losing their minds, Lucas is somewhere behind him saying "of course he's good at this." Over and over again.
Steve can't decide if he's more frustrated or charmed, but what he says is "what the fuck, we could have won the championship if you hadn't been a nerd."
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knavesflames · 2 days
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arlecchino tying you up and eating you out 🙈🙈
Heheh done!!
Contents: cunnilingus, bound wrists, praising, reader’s a little bratty but that’s ok😈
Word count: 1313
NSFW under the cut!
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You sit with a smirk, straining against the lace bound around your wrists, looking down at Arlecchino, who stares at you with a steely gaze. It’s clear she wasn’t in the mood for your bratty antics tonight.
“This lace is pretty, but it doesn’t keep me from escaping.”
A sharp tug at the lace, the fabric giving a small stinging sensation, causes a grunt to leave your lips before the smirk reappears. Arlecchino has been so busy lately with the Fatui, with project Stuzha. You feel she’s been neglecting you a little too much, so of course you resorted to the one thing she can never resist. She just loves putting you in your place, so when you sit on her lap while she’s doing paperwork, grinding yourself on her, your hand slipping through her shirt and rolling her nipples between your thumb and forefinger, she gets.. irritated. Only at the fact you manage to distract her so well. Her voice comes out as an irritated growl as her hand grabs your wrist.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
“Nothing, nothing.”
And when you wore that skimpy dress and bent down to ‘pick up a pen’, she lost it, dragging you to the bedroom. And this is where you sit now, bound by that pretty pink lace she loves so much. It makes you look so innocent, so pretty. And she loves the contrast it gives when you’re screaming her name and arching your back as you beg for more.
“Is this what you wanted, hm?”
She almost growls, planting aggressive kisses on your neck, trailing to your collarbone and then lower, her tongue flicking out against your nipple to relish in the soft sounds you make.
“I didn’t do anything wrong, I don’t know what you mean.”
Your words earn her teeth grazing your nipple, a small yelp echoing the room. Her tongue soothes the bite, swirling softly around your nipple as she hums, the vibrations of her voice travelling to your breast. The breast not occupied with her tongue is fondled by her fingers before they switch. She blows air on your now damp nipples, cooing softly, though, the words have an intent that is less innocent than she makes it sound.
“So cute. You’re so sensitive when you can’t use your hands.”
You strain once against the lace, earning a sharp, almost warning look from Arlecchino, and you know better than to be bratty now. She can be cruel when she wants to be. When she deems that your breasts have been given enough attention, her mouth travels down, kissing your stomach, and then your hip bone. Her kisses are aggressive, the occasional nibble just to prove that you’re hers, and she’s in control, not you. Your hips tilt up as her lips ghost over your pussy, not even touching it and her hand pushes them back down.
“Patience.”
She seems to be taking great enjoyment out of hearing your frustrated breaths, your desire to break free from the lace and guide her lips to where you want them most. She hooks one leg over her shoulder, biting the inside of your thighs and soothing it once again with her tongue. She’s marking you, you have no doubt about that. But you can’t move, if not for your wrists being tied, then for the way one hand is keeping your hips down, the other gripping your ankle, keeping your leg on her shoulder.
“Arl-“
“Be quiet, or do you need a gag?”
A quick shake of your head and almost a whimper.
“Good girl. You’ve been teasing me all week, don’t complain now you’re getting what you want. We go at my pace, or not at all.”
You groan in annoyance, just to be even brattier, but you nod anyway, obeying her. Her kisses go further and further up your thigh until she takes a deep breath, almost burying her nose in your pussy.
“Soaked, are you? Isn’t that sweet? So wet over simple kisses and being tied up.”
Once more, you try to buck your hips up, getting her where you want, but she moves at the last second. She’s clearly enjoying this game, enjoying your growing neediness.
“What did I just say?”
You sigh, letting your head fall back in frustration, only for it to come right back up as you gasp, feeling her tongue lick the gentlest stripe up your slit. Already a soft moan sounds out, a low chuckle coming from Arlecchino. Her two fingers, with dangerously sharp nails you’re always cautious of, gather some of the slick you’ve produced from simple teasing, before forcing your mouth open, stuffing her fingers inside.
“Taste yourself. The sweetest I’ve ever tasted.”
When your heavy breathing prevents you from doing anything, her fingers shove just a little further in, her voice warning you once more.
“Suck.”
And you comply, moaning on her fingers as you taste every last drop of yourself while her tongue moves around the spot you want most. Not touching it, but around.
“Good girl.”
She whispers to you, look into your eyes as her tongue finally finds its correct place, watching your reaction with silent glee. She begins lapping at your pussy, alternating between soft, gentle licks to more aggressive sucking of your puffy clit, enjoying the noises that come out of your mouth. She enjoys the squeal even more when her tongue dips inside of you, thrusting as she makes sure her nose bumps against your clit. Again and again she alternated between fucking you with her tongue and lapping at your clit, so puffy and swollen.
“You have such a pretty pussy.”
She murmurs as you strain against the lace. You’re becoming painfully aware that you *can’t move*, wanting nothing but to card your hands through her hair and keep her where she is. The urge to do what you’ve done once before, turn the tables, use her, use her tongue to grind on. Though, you’re also aware you only did that because she gave you permission. You keep straining, your mewls and grunts getting louder and louder, vibrating on her fingers. And when you gag ever so slightly on her fingers, she speaks again, removing her fingers from your mouth, taking to circling your nipple again.
“Careful, doll. Wouldn’t want you to choke before I’m done with you.”
Her words are sensual, commanding, but you know the hint of love and concern in there. It’s there, barely, she’s hiding it well. But when her tongue resumes her work, you forget all about that, your body trembling with the amount of sensation going on. Your toes curl and your pussy begins fluttering around her tongue, and she knows you’re close. And she does the one thing you both love and hate. Sliding her tongue out, and then back in, and then out again and repeat, her nose bumping your clit, giving you what you need to keep you on that edge.
“Cum for me.”
“Wanna cum all over your mouth.”
“You will. Now, be a good girl, and cum for me.”
You take the opportunity, and the fact she’s being nice for once, your eyes rolling, your back arching, and a loud, strained almost cry of pleasure leaves your lips as you cum messily all over her mouth. And god, does she love it. Her tongue laps up every drop, swirling around your clit slowly as you come down from your high as she whispers.
“Good girl. Pretty girl. Such a good fucking girl, cumming all over my mouth.”
She comes back up to your level, her tongue sliding over yours before she breaks the kiss, a string of saliva connecting you both. You smile breathlessly. You got what you wanted, and there wasn’t a punishment. That’s what you thought, anyway, until—
“You think we’re finished? Silly girl. We’ve just started.”
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t1gerlilly · 3 days
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I’ve seen a number of posts dismissing discussions of racism in the new storyline out of hand. To the point where I have no idea what the original criticisms were. And I think that’s really unfortunate. Partly because it feels like there’s a part of our community we’re not listening to and partly because I have some questions on the subject and would really like to hear what people are saying about it, but I’m clearly not following the right people.
I think folks forget how important Eddie is as Hispanic rep. Although 25% of the US population is Hispanic, only 3.3% of lead roles in TV are played by Hispanic actors (source) They’re also only 1.6% of showrunners and 1.9% of directors. And they are also under 5% of executive or management roles in media (source). So there is clearly a systemic problem.
But how does that apply to 911? Well - Carlos on lone star is notorious for having the least screen time of any character, despite the fact that his character is the closest to Athena in terms of role. And Eddie? Well, the latest I could find was season five totals - and Eddie and Chim, the non-white or black men, were bottom of the barrel. To really establish a pattern, you’d want more than two shows, but at least across half a decade of shows, the pattern is pretty consistent. I’m not making an argument about the reasons for that, but those are just the numbers. If I were to speculate, I’d assume it was a combination of who the network exec, showrunner, and executive producer was, since they have the power to make decisions. Just coincidentally, their racial identities mirror the screen time of the characters? Hmmmm
So then let’s look at who does press for the show - making themselves more visible…yeah, that’s largely Oliver. And you can say that’s because he’s a POV character- but you might be surprised to learn that in many seasons either Hen or Athena had more screen time than Buck. Yeah. Really. But you NEVER see Aisha put out to do press the way that Oliver is.
Why is that? Is it because she’s a black woman? Because she plays a queer character? And who is making that decision and why? Because that lack of visibility impacts her personal career. Same thing with Ryan Guzman and Kenneth Choi, who both have less screen time AND less press.
But in particular- and this is the rub - Ryan has CLEARLY been making intentional acting choices FOR YEARS to shape his character and his dynamic with Buck as queer. Oliver played into them, thinking of them as natural chemistry- but it’s clear that other creators on the show - notably the directors and writers, picked up on Ryan’s choices and fan reactions to reframe the dynamics and the characters.
And it’s really clear that Tim originally intended to have Eddie come out, but the poor reaction to Natalia and the fact that the actress was unavailable led him to switch the storyline to Buck. All of which is perfectly understandable.
But if there’s one person most responsible for the reason we ultimately got bi!Buck, it’s Ryan Guzman - for the bravery and perseverance of his choices as an artist. It’s amazing to me that in all the praise for Oliver saying that he “would have” leaned into Buck as queer even without the go ahead…no one has thought to praise the actor who actually DID THAT - for YEARS- when he was in a much more precarious position as a character and an actor. Like really take a minute to look at what that took…he was risking his livelihood with that choice.
And then, when the show DOES finally make it canon…who gets the praise? The buzz? The support? The white guy who was mostly oblivious for the past five years. Like…how is THAT fair?
And OK, the original plan was for the helicopter pilot to be Lucy, and that fell through so they reached out to Lou, because Tommy was a former character- but also quite likely because he looks a good deal like Buck - and the SL was supposed to have that character be a stand-in for the other half of Buddie. When they switched to Buck, they had to make Tommy have similar hobbies to Eddie to establish the similarities, since they couldn’t rely on looks.
But that meant they totally whitewashed the story line. And if you want to talk about firsts - when has a Hispanic lead come out as gay or bi? And how many of them were men? And how many were over 21? And on a mainstream show?
And no, it wasn’t intentional (just a function of having so many more white characters than Hispanic characters), but it was unfortunate. Not to mention the intersectionality of it all.
So…I honestly think there’s a decent basis for critique there. Not a “these people are terrible” critique, but a “not paying attention to diversity systemically” in a way that lets unconscious bias have the same impact as deliberate bias.
And I really wonder at the people who just dismissed the entire discussion - how hard did you listen? How willing were you to hear what people were saying? Because this is an issue that has to do with real people, their careers, their hopes, dreams, and identities. And you should be willing to listen.
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natsu-tte-noodle · 11 months
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1973 Misumi for the Barbie thing(?
Thank you for your patience!! I hope you enjoy :D
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Quick Curl Sumi!
Quick Curl Barbie had tiny wires in her hair, so you could instantly curl and style it without the need for heat or water. I imagine that makes restoring her really tough. She was advertised along with Mod Hair Ken
To match the theme, I gave Sumi two little curls! His makeup look is also loosely based off of that on one of the Quick Curl paper dolls (tho blue eye shadow is kind of the trend on Barbie for like half the book lol) Also tried out some different brushes for the makeup and sheer! I think they were categorized as pastel brushes
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Description from the book: Gingham dress with sheer sleeves and black ribbon trim
This was actually the only option for 1973! Which worked totally fine, because... if you cut those gingham diamonds in half... well. △
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weizhiyuan · 5 months
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Short cover of the chorus of tomorrow by ford arun from the incredible moonlight chicken (as requested by @troubled-mind, hope u like it!!) on the harp by yours truly hehe
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nastylillad · 8 months
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Please....I need Barnaby or Eddie [would love it if it was both] in the rabbit costumes....
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lets hear it for the big girls
they wouldnt normally be bunnies but if someone calls out and the manager tells u to get dressed...u better get fuckin DRESSED
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Why do certain coworkers have to get you so annoyed with them without even trying, and they don't realize how annoying/obnoxious they are?? Or worse, they KNOW how annoying they are but don't seem to care cause they find it funny?
It's like the silence and neutral expressions aren't enough of a hint that I don't think you're funny and you should just stop while you still have your dignity...
Longer rant in the tags cause it's a lot.
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hey why is trying to book a flight so weird and anxiety-inducing. couldn't they think of my poor nerves.
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eirian · 4 months
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girl help i stressed myself out by overthinking about art income avenues
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reploidbuddy · 7 months
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Me: I want a casual fic, this shouldn’t be too long.
Brain: We got 3 parts for it though.
Me: Yeah but like 3 short things it’s fine. Or at least 3 not-so-longs.
Brain: Ok but like try to not go insane with it, the writing juice is hard n expensive these days.
Me: yeah yeah.
The fic: 25k words in and not even halfway through
Brain:
Me:
Me: A
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eli-writes-sometimes · 7 months
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OC-Tober Day 2
I'm doing @icannotreadcursive's oc-tober prompt list (which you can find here), and today's prompt was:
Getting ready for a formal event
So here's Luke and Harper, from Superlosers, getting ready for their university's end-of-year party!
He had been looking forward to it for weeks, and it was finally here. He had been told that the end-of-year party at the university was legendary, both from testimonials on social media and from his older brother, who had seen 5 of them during his course four years before.
A 24-hour long party at whatever the largest venue that the student council could hire, and whoever lasted the longest was treated like royalty, and could wear their victory like a badge of honour for the next month, or as long as anyone still cared about it.
Being Luke's first year, he had never experienced it before, and he was planning to make the most of it.
"Right, what are you planning to wear?"
Harper was lying on his bed, playing with her hair as she stared at him examining his wardrobe.
"Do I need a plan? I was hoping to just throw on whatever I could find on the night" "Are you joking?" She got up, moving over to him and pushed him away, inspecting the meagre contents of his wardrobe. "This is only the biggest party in the city! Everyone is going to be there, and we're not going to be any different! We have to look good, all right?" "Yeah, yeah, I get it. My wardrobe isn't exactly stocked for a fancy event, I don't know if you can tell."
Luke flicked through the hanging clothes, looking past his vast collection of band t-shirts and cargo trousers, trying to find something that he could wear.
"You're the fashion expert, right? Have you got any advice?" "Right, is there any way that you could acquire a suit in the next 24 hours?"
Luke glared at her, and she held up her hands in a surrender.
"Right. I'll improvise then." "What's that supposed to mean?" Luke asked, but his question was ignored as Harper disappeared out of the room, walking towards her own with a purpose one would associate with a warrior marching to a holy war.
******
Half an hour and a long car ride later, Harper returned, running back into Luke's room brandishing a large black bag.
"What the hell have you got there?" Luke asked, taking off his headphones as she entered, gently slamming the door behind her. "Your outfit! I saw you had some black cargo trousers, so those were fine, and I managed to liberate these from my parent's house for your upper layer!" "Can I ask what these are?" He said, his voice only slightly betraying his nervousness. "Well, you know how I went to that girl's school from when I was in year 10? They had black uniforms, right? Well, I thought I could repurpose it!" She was grinning now, and Luke sighed, holding up his hands and trying to get a sense of what she was talking about. "Hold on, hold on. Are you saying that you want me to go to this formal attire event wearing your old school uniform?" "Yeah! Doesn't it look good?" She pulled the black blazer out from the bag, holding it up with a huge smile on her face. She didn't seem to notice the fact that the school's logo was still very obviously embroidered on the lapel of the blazer, "And you see no problems with this?" "Of course not!" "What about the logo though?" Luke pointed at it, a small golden tree growing out from the school's initials. "What about it? I was planning to go at it with a seam ripper, when I'm done it'll be like it was never there!"
Luke couldn't stop himself from grinning, swept along by his girlfriend's intense enthusiasm. She was clearly a textiles student, and she clearly loved her craft.
"You know what? I can't believe you're willing to go this far just for an outfit for a freaking last-day-of-exams party" "Why wouldn't I be? It's a big one! Both our first party as students here and our first year together! It's a big event. of course I'm going to put a lot of effort into it! Plus, we need to look goo stumbling out of there at 11 Sunday morning." "I guess you're right. Well then, show me the seam ripper!"
*****
Turns out, Harper had also "liberated" a white shirt from her dad's wardrobe, and managed to make Luke look like he actually belonged in the formal setting that was going to devolve oh so quickly.
"Look at that. A vision." She said as she looked him up and down. "I wouldn't go that far, but I appreciate it." He said, grinning. "You're so modest." "Of course, I'm obviously the most modest person ever"
The two of them dissolved into fits of laughter, before returning to planning what they were sure was going to be the best night of their lives so far.
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nattikay · 2 years
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when ur suffering from so much nerdy brainrot that u straight up start translating hymns into fictional languages in the middle of church 🙈
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I hate him so much his hair is stupid and his glasses are stupid and his weird pants are stupid and his shirt is stupid it is absolutely unforgivable that he’s my favorite. Why are all parts of him things that I can’t draw. Why does this keep happening with homestuck characters I feel targeted
#art#sketch#digital art#fanart#homestuck#dirk strider#like no you don’t understand he’s tailor made to include all of my weaknesses#like first his fucking hair. it is the stupidest shape in homestuck and homestuck has some pretty fucking stupid hair shapes#it is completely different from literally every angle and completely unlike any other hair I draw so I have NO muscle memory for it#his glasses are stupid too but in a manageable way and I love hal so they get rights. we can ignore the glasses#his fucking SHIRT#you don’t get it the wifebeater is my fucking nemesis#I don’t draw anatomy I draw loose clothes in a way that implies there’s anatomy underneath#HOW THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO DO THAT WITH A FUCKING WIFEBEATER#also he has like? actual muscles? you think I know how to draw muscles? think again fucker there’s a reason I give everyone sweaters#the hat on his shirt. WHY. I will figure it out eventually but until then WHY IS IT SHAPED LIKE THAT#hate it hate it hate it#his pants wouldn’t be a problem if it weren’t for the shirt but the shirt is a thing so now I have to figure out how HIPS work?#like y’all think I only draw twinks on purpose but it’s actually because hips are my nemesis and I do not understand them#so I just draw a straight line instead#to draw dirk properly I’ll have to get better at art and like I’ll do it but ughhhhhh#the worst thing is it is completely in character for him to be this way. he would get a kick out of it don’t tell me he wouldn’t#there’s a fucking reason I figured out all the other human kids first ok. I knew this was coming. my only failure was in underestimation#phase 42
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bonetrousledbones · 2 years
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who is your most moral/righteous au guy? and alternatively, who is your most immoral au guy?
well for reasons i cant get into just yet i can very confidently say Sludge is definitely the most immoral guy, that thing will get past even the Papyrus Effect of making ppl like him just u wait
as for the most MORAL.,, hmm! that’s surprisingly difficult to answer! my first instinct is to say Stretch, the pacifist who actively avoids fighting at any turn, but that’s not necessarily out of any moral obligation! he just really hates conflict! HOWEVER, he’ll hardly ever try to stop others like say, Edge or Russ, from getting into a fight unless he can tell that it would cause problems for everyone. He’s got a strong moral code for himself, but when it comes to the people he hangs around he just kinda stands back. Hence, why he is friends with LV 14 Edge and only feels a Little weird about it
Fluff, funnily enough, is probably the one who sticks to his morals the absolute hardest. If he thinks someone did a shitty thing, he won’t just stick back and try to move past it like Stretch or Russ, he’ll make sure they know just how much they royally fucked up. Granted, he’s not exactly a shining example of a golden heart either, and he knows that, making him pretty neutral on a moral standpoint I think
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urbanfiltered · 11 months
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feeling overwhelmed with gratitude that i am so sweet and whimsical and charming
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baeshijima · 2 years
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its nearly one am and i have an idea for a fic
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