#fic based on art

[thistuesdaynight]

Pretty as a Picture

Jegulily fluff

I wrote a lil something based on this lovely art piece by @green-lights-33. It's so beautiful that my brain couldn't let it go. So here we are. Enjoy :)

Light spilled in from the window, casting the bathroom in gold as the sun continued its descent through the sky. Lily's boyfriends were a picture of beauty: James' dark skin glowing amber, and Regulus' gray eyes smoldering in the light.

Regulus was sat behind James on the counter, pressed into his back. He'd wanted a front row seat to learn Lily's top makeup tips.

“Make me pretty,” James grinned at her, all full lips and honeyed charm.

Lily swayed forward as if pulled on a string, gripping onto Regulus' leg to steady herself. She felt it down to her toes. The undeniable pull. The knowledge that she would do anything, go anywhere for these two.

Luckily, all James was asking for was help with his winged eyeliner.

She’d tried to teach him how to do it himself, but he always came back pouting. “It’s just better when you do it.” And when he pushed out his lip and gave her those puppy dog eyes, how could she say no?

Regulus kissed the side of James’ neck. “You’re already pretty, mon amour.”

James huffed. “Well, prettier then.”

“You’ll be the prettiest one at the party,” Lily promised, leaning in to kiss the corner of his mouth.

She focused on making the line straight, and getting the perfect angle for the wing. But Lily could feel Regulus’ gaze heavy on her, watching her face, following the curve of her neck and shoulder, down to her waist, where James’ hand rested. Lily felt his attention like a brand, her body buzzing with it. She wanted to throw the makeup across the room and kiss Regulus right there, James crushed between them.

“Aren’t you supposed to be paying attention?” Lily asked instead.

Regulus smiled, slow and salacious. “Oh, I am.”

#this plot bunny demanded to be written #jegulily #james potter #regulus black #lily evans #jegulus #regulily #jily #marauders #jegulily fluff #jegulily fanart #fic #fanfic #fic based on art #tuesdaywrites

[scifrey]

FALL

Loki has fallen for false promises, fallen for Odin's lies, fallen off of a bridge, fallen into the wrong hands... can he let himself fall into the arms of a potential rescuer? Or will he just end up falling for another trick?

Inspired by Okay but what if Mobius meets Loki from Thor 1, while he’s searching for his Loki? by Alice Rovai.

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: discussion of off screen torture

Category: M/M

Fandoms: Loki (TV 2021), Thor (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies)

Characters: Loki (Marvel), Mobius M. Mobius

Language: English

Length: Short story series

Notes: Beta'd by Janto321

#bringing this one back because I'm currently watching season 2 of Loki #loki #lokius #alice rovai #rovaiverse #au #avengers loki #slowburn #enemies to lovers #enemies to friends to lovers #Mobius #mobius m mobius #mobius mcu #loki mcu #loki laufeyson #loki fanfic #loki series #loki fanart #fic based on art #tw: torture #tw: offscreen torture #if you can't find your variant a substitute will do #need a loki to find a Loki #loki needs a hug

[hoodoo12]

For You

The delightful, amazingly talented @frog-scream gets the credit for posting artwork that made my muse sit up and take notice while I was on vacation in a different country. But I can't even be mad. Thanks for the jumpstart of some creativity, my friend!

NSFW, Beetlejuice + gen neutral reader

Enjoy!

“Open your eyes.”

“I can’t.” You cupped his chin gently. One finger tickled his beard along his jaw. 

“Can’t? Or won’t?”

Beetlejuice pressed lips together hard enough that they disappeared. His eyelids fluttered but stayed closed. Longer than expected or should be by the way he vigorously rubbed his eyes every morning, his eyelashes were visible against the pale skin under his eyes. They were pretty. 

“C-can’t!” he stuttered, the word an explosion from his mouth. In the space it took for you to take a lungful of air, he continued. “I c-can’t because, because then I’ll just . . . lose it and I don’t even have my pants off yet! I’d have to change my underwear!” Keeping the thought that maybe he wanted to jizz in his underwear so he’d have an excuse to steal a pair of yours to yourself, you nonetheless harrumphed lightly. “And who’s fault is that? You’re the one who tied your own hands behind your back.”

He couldn’t hold in a laugh at the reminder. “Yeah yeah. I just . . . I thought it’d be fun.” “It is fun,” you agreed, letting your gaze drift downward and linger on his body. Keeping hold of his chin, you leaned forward. With your mouth next to his ear you whispered, “I’m gonna fuck you, Beetlejuice.”

His laughter stopped. He replied with a thin, wordless mewl. 

Despite his insistence that his wrists be restrained at the small of his back (if there was a cord, rope, chain, silk tie, or hell, a zip tie it was invisible), you were able to maneuver him enough to remove his trousers. The unbuttoned shirt stayed on because if he wanted to pretend, you could go along with that. With his eyes still closed he jumped as if surprised every time you kissed him. 

Those kisses went everywhere. The tip of his nose, the dip between his collarbones, along one collarbone, around but not on a nipple, a random spot on his belly, the underside of the head of his cock, one inner thigh then the opposite inner thigh. He jerked and made a small sound each time your lips touched him. That sound became louder as you dribbled his favorite scented lube over his balls and used your fingers to work it where it needed to be.

You took him in again, then quietly asked him to turn over. 

Beetlejuice twisted without the use of his arms--he was dedicated--until he was stomach down on the bed. “Scoot backward,” you instructed, and grabbed his hips to guide him exactly where you wanted him to be: stomach still flat on the mattress but bent in the middle so his feet were on the ground. He went to his tiptoes to lift his hips a little. You weren’t sure if that was for you specifically or if it was to take some of the pressure off his erection. The hand that was palm up at his waist became a fist. You waited a moment, taking in his tremble of anticipation. That tremble became an actual shake as your hand, coated with slick, slipped between the cheeks of his ass once again. He widened his legs, just a bit. An invitation.

One that you took. Stepping closer so your thighs were brushing his, you wiggled your hips just a little, encouraging him to relax. When the tenseness left him, you eased in. “Fuuuuck,” Beetlejuice groaned, his voice muffled by the sheets. He dragged the word out for as long as it took for you to fill him. The final hard consonant ended the moment your pelvic bone touched his ass.

“You look so good like this,” you praised. His response was another wordless noise of pure pleasure. With a smile he couldn’t see since he’d face-planted into the bed, you did as you’d promised. You fucked him. Beetlejuice was so greedy for everything you gave him it was difficult not to use sharp movements and just fuck him senseless. He begged for more every time you slammed into him, which gave you a nice power trip, but the sounds he made when you dragged everything to a snail’s pace were delicious too. You found you could make him not quite know what to do when you held his wrists--still in the small of his back--and rolled your hips smoothly. The combination of dominant and sensual seemed to short circuit him. He moaned prettily. He cried out loudly. He called you baby and lover. He tried so hard to keep his hips up for you, letting you fuck him the way you wanted, for as long as you wanted. When pleasure built up to almost its peak in him, he bit the sheets below him in one last effort to stave off the end. You helped with that by stopping completely and backing away from him. His cry of distress would have been heart-breaking if you didn’t immediately prod him to turn over. “I want to watch you,” you panted. He moaned and nodded feverishly as he obeyed.

He gave up the self-imposed requirement that his arms be behind him. He held his own legs behind his knees for you. When you returned to your place between them, sliding into him once again, he threw his head back with an open-mouthed moan. As you continued, you positioned his legs a you wanted them: calves on your shoulders so his thighs were closer together. That left his hands free to grasp at you, finding your hips to encourage you deep, deeper, deepest, then gripping you so tightly that your flesh indented around his fingers. You stayed where he’d put you, buried in him. Beetlejuice rolled his own pelvis in tiny movements. You let him take his pleasure but moaned with him. His jaw became slack. His eyes finally opened and landed on yours, but based on his expression weren’t sure if they were focused. Once again his moans undulated, making you smile even as your breath became quick. “You’re gorgeous.” His eyes, made dark with arousal, did manage to meet yours at that. He licked his lips and swallowed, ready to reply-- You cut him off with action, not words. You didn’t move away from him but did wrap your hand around his cock and stroked him. Whatever he was going to say was lost. He cried out again and one hand released your hips to encircle your hand. Just as you let him direct the movement of your pelvis, you let him dictate how hard he wanted jerked off. He didn’t want to be fucked, just filled, but he used your hand swift and hard. You hadn’t lied about how you thought he looked, spread out before you. As he squirmed, as he groaned, you watched the pleasure build up in him. It did you too and you moaned along with him. That made a smile dance near his mouth, but he couldn’t quite laugh in joy as he once again began to reach his peak. After only another few pulls on his cock with your hand, Beetlejuice stilled for a moment, then came in thick, heavy spurts. He shuddered as he did, his upright legs jerking in place against you. You let him take as long as he needed. When he finally began to relax, you eased back away and out of him. He twisted to lay on his side and not fall off the edge of the bed. After taking a moment to wipe yourself, you lay on the bed too, spooning him from behind. “Why’d you do that?” he asked. “Why’d you do all that for me?” “‘Cause I wanted to. Because you deserve it.” He was silent a moment. Digesting that. “I owe you one.” You shrugged a shoulder. “If you want. I liked it, you know.” From his silence, you realized he didn’t know. He was used to tit-for-tat, expecting to be used and then ignored, nothing was free and you were a fool if you believed that because there was always a price to pay. “I owe you,” Beetlejuice repeated. You let it go because it wasn’t worth explaining and besides, it wasn’t like you weren’t going to get physical with him again. “With interest!” he said with a chuckle. “I promise!” You chuckled too and agreed. fin

#Beetlejuice #fic based on art #writing #fanfiction

[bluegiragi]

patience and indulgence.

early access + nsfw on patreon

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(hey i drew this comic in collaboration with the very talented author prettyunhinged, who wrote an amazing fic to go along with it!!! please leave a comment and kudos if u read it, it's so perfect >.< but also do look at the tags first lmao )

#i drew this comic based purely on vibes and asked nira for help on dialogue #and then she went and wrote an entire fic like im literally the luckiest person in the world <3 #ghost spends this comic sticking his tongue down soap's throat #and also. other areas #but yes erm this is genuinely the only page i can post onto tumblr without getting sniped #happy early valentines day!! #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #cod mw2 #ghostsoap #giragi art

[insufferablemod]

You watch him hem and haw over answering, feet shifting, same beat up black shoes, scuffing the gravel, cape swishing behind him in a one-two step. The halo of his hair, bleached eery white in the street lamp, how the light never seems to catch the rim of his shades. You missed this, you think. The bits of him that are so unsettlingly inhuman, how he's so close to you, but just far enough that you couldn't reach to touch. - Metempsychosis

#dave strider #bro strider #homestuck #homestuck fanart #hi here is my official pitch 2 get yall 2 read this fic #its good #dave n bros interactions in this are just.................... so good and painful............................ :')c #<3 #my art #art #homestuck fanfiction #homestuck fanfic #there is a good chance ill do more art based on this fic.................. and their other one(the run and go)

[densewentz]

The Duality of Dad

A silly little quickie thing because I'm going to the beach today and I'm obsessed with my boys

#dreamling #dream of the endless #hob gadling #morpheus #kian gadling #the sandman #the sandman netflix #kid fic #dreamling dads! au #my art #sketch #based on those rdj and chris hemsworth photos obv #which i love #i should be sleeping rip

[rocketkit]

fourth scene from a nonexistent fic

#the 4th installment. idk if i should keep it here. like it’s the 4 seasons yknow? let me know. #also yeah. you guys can actually write fics based off these if you want. i’ve been getting asks about that #winter #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #steve harrington fanart #eddie munson fanart #steddie fanart #stranger things fanart #stranger things #my art #st #scene from a nonexistent fic

[appleslightning]

#dmhp #drarry #hpdm #mine #draco malfoy #harry potter #based on #imperio by tenthousandyears #fic art

[dxxtruction]

divine indulgence

#good omens #crowley #digital art #art by me #aziraphale #good omens fanart #aziracrow #good omens 2 #art #writing fic based on this is okay #welcome even

[hothammies]

two guys arguing at the aquarium? must be lovers (fic)

#posting something more self indulgent for my birthday #my favorite tragic ship oooooh #yet again based on another fic that i absolutely fucking love but also you can see it as the canon date they have on 7/29 #fic is called marigolds go read it NOW arguably one of the best fics ever made. #persona 5 #shuake #goro akechi #akira kurusu #ren amamiya #sammi's art

[wispscribbles]

wedding photo <3

#ghostsoap #soapghost #soap x ghost #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #my art #fanart #doodle #once again based on my fic about retired ghostsoap #NRFTW tag

[moncuries]

my personal favourites hehe

#star wars #fanart #my art #the mandalorian #boba fett #grogu #rey #poe dameron #finn star wars #din djarin #luke skywalker #my fav is when the jedi order is like... some business conglomerate #or that one fic where mandelorians were just an extended family of greek people based on my big fat greek wedding #srry if this is hard to read i rlly dont care

[banancrumbs]

I really like the concept of Morpheus going to one of Hob’s work events 🤧🤧 or just meeting with his friends!!!

#my art #sandman #sandman netflix #dreamling #morpheus #morpheus sandman #centennial husbands #dreamhob #hob gadling #dream of the endless #such a nice name…. #slightly based on all fics that has this #i always like reading them <3 #this is also my statement in: hob barely wears black #he just goes #its your color why should i even try using it!!!! #not that he doesn’t! but like a full black suit? no no #love their contrast!!! #also FIRM BELIEVER OF HOBS SCARS!!!! #i dont think they are very much permanent tho #but they do take a bit while to be gone #we imagine id be better in drawing tom sturridge in general by now but i fucking guess not #😭😭😭😭 #it is what it is

[tea-time221]

wyllstarion chronicles

i ran out of wholesome wyllstarion ideas so i decided to shitpost because i physically cant stop drawing them (this is a cry for help ples give me drawing suggestions thank u)

#i tolf myself i'd draw a solo wyll illustration #but that meant i'd need to render fully and shit #no thanks heart eyes emoji #i need to suck it up and RENDER for once #maybe i can compromise on just posting a sketch 😭 #last pic was partially inspired by that new fic asidian posted #becaus i wanted to draw wyll whump based on the fic #but i realized the pose i had in mind was beyond my capabilities #so i had to draw something silly instead #bg3 #wyllstarion #bloodblade #bloodpact #wyll ravengard #astarion #wyll x astarion #farts n sharts #<art tag lol

[nostalgicish]

happy (belated) birthday to @heavilycaffeinatedsblog !

#2251.5 Miles #this is one of my favorite fics ! #you should read it !!! #based off one that one scene where lance starts singing his favorite song all dramatically #heavily_caffeinated #voltron #vld #klance #keith kogane #lance mcclain #vld keith #vld lance #klance fic #klance fic rec #modern au #my art i guess #no i still have not learned how to shade and i never will #heavily

[haircurlscas]

hunter!castiel u are so deeply loved by me

#supernatural #castiel #digital art #digital illustration #anime #deanwinchester #dean #art #destiel #deancas #castiel is a son of a pastor #probably based on a dothrakishielmaiden fic #or heard from your mother #or hunting for faith #point is ive read to many hunter cas destiel fics