Daniel Arsham + Hajime Sorayama
Slightly obsessed at the moment 😂 all I want to do is draw my baby
Me: Oh wow look at this new fanfic
Fanfic summary: These two mother fuckers are gonna fuck. thats all ive gotta say.
Me: …I SIGNED UP FOR READING PORN NOT CRYING EVERY SINGLE CHAPTE-
Fanfic Author: BITCH THERES A SEQUEL!
Haha @pancake-pages I was going to tag you in this 😍
Summary: You’ve been crushing on your brother’s best friend ever since you joined the cast of Supernatural, never believing for a second that the tall drink of water would return your affections. When you find out that he does, things move pretty fast between you and Jared. - continuation of this drabble
Jared x Reader, Jensen, Danneel, JJ, Richard Speight Jr
Warnings: smutty height!kink goodness (NSFW)
Your name: What is this?
Working on Supernatural was the highlight of your career so far, and you honestly didn’t think anything could top it.
Sure, it wasn’t the most popular show in the US, but it had a loyal fanbase and you got to work with your big brother on a daily basis. You knew, in the back of your mind, that the main reason you got the job was due to being an Ackles, but after three seasons working as a series regular, you were sure that you belonged there on your own merit.
*fanning myself * wooooo-eeeeee x
Summary: You’ve been secretly dating Jared for almost a year when he slips up at a convention, accidentally revealing your relationship to the fans. He makes it up to you in your hotel room.
Jared x Reader, Jensen (mentioned James Lafferty and Chad Michael Murray)
Warnings: good-natured bullshiting between a loving couple, smut
Square filled: Fingering
A/N: this was requested by @blacksiren after donating to my justgiving page, and it’s written as part of this year’s @spnkinkbingo
Your name: What is this?
Keeping relationships hidden from the world was something you’d gotten used to over the years of working in TV.
thranduil sleeps calmer knowing even if his son married a dwarf at least he married The Supermodel dwarf and singlehandedly crushed the hopes of single dwarves and dwarrowdams everywhere
this is my headcanon and you will never take it from me.
listen, just Listen for a second, okay.
Gimli Gloinul is from the line of Durin okay, he’s from the line of KINGS, his bloodline stands up against Legolas’ perfectly, if the elves and dwarves got their shit together for a hot second they would be like “YES, PERFECT, A DIPLOMATIC MARRIAGE TO BIND OUR HOUSES TOGETHER AND NEVER SHALL THE TWAIN THROW ONE ANOTHER TO DRAGONS…again.” because you have a king’s son and a king’s nephew which, well, I love Dain but he’s not an EREBOR KING and GIMLI IS FROM THE FAMILY OF EREBOR KINGS.
And Gimli acts like he’s from the line of Erebor kings, too, okay, he’s a diplomat and a warrior and a nobleman, he’s the sort of person who SAYS things like ‘faithless is he who says fairwell when the road darkens’ and stares down Elrond Peredhil in his own home when his strength and faith are questioned. And he’s the kind of person who swears his allegiance to people he barely knows because it’s Right and Good and Gimli knows it.
And Thorin Oakenshield was handsome, and his sister the lady Dis is beautiful, and Gimli’s cousins Fili and Kili were fine young dwarrows, and Gimli’s mother is a great beauty.
Basically my point here is that Gimli, proud strong gimli with his firebeard hair and bold laugh and mithril tongue and clever fingers, broke the hearts of everyone in Erebor and not a few people outside of Erebor when he married a goddamn elf. Like. Not even Arwen Undomiel (WHO MARRIED A GODDAMN HUMAN, it’s been a weird couple of years in Middle-Earth, everyone wonders strongly if they’ve been drinking too much). Like he’s not even marrying a great beauty of the elves, Legolas isn’t ugly by elvish standards but also he’s nothing particularly special, and he’s not a great diplomat, and he’s BARELY a king’s son because everyone knows that Mirkwood elves are…a little odd. Legolas is a big cheerful hunter who sings songs he doesn’t remember all of, who chatters to trees and has no sense of the right thing to say even if he’s developed enough self-preservation to know the wrong thing to say, and FOR THE LOVE OF MAHAL HE FIGHTS WITH A BOW.
“GIMLI” Gloin bellows “YOU TURNED DOWN THIRTY-TWO SUITORS FROM FINE DWARVISH LINES FOR THIS”
“Ignore him, amrâlime, he’ll get over it” Gimli says in amusement as he beckons Legolas over to his forge, where he’s carefully smithing mithril-inlaid gold marriage clasps that will grip fine elvish hair. It’s too hot in the forge to wear shirts, if you’re working. Every dwarf in twenty feet stops what they’re doing to watch Gimli’s biceps flex as he holds up a jewel for Legolas’ inspection.
“YOU COULD HAVE HAD A HAREM” Gloin wails from down the hall.
Word Count: 5400
Warnings: Phone sex, mutual masturbation, safe sex, vaginal sex.
Comments: So here is what you didn’t know you needed. Sweet, sweet Marcus engaging in some dirty phone sex. Another co-written work with @storiesofthefandomlovers
“You want me to what? I can’t…I…will you be listening in?” He flusters, glancing at the board you had set up to connect the company to the suspicious wire transfers.
You sigh and toss the marker down on the conference room table and walk around it to jump up on the smooth surface to cross your leg and pick up the coffee you had bribed him into the room with and took a sip. “Come on, Pike. You owe me.” You raise your eyebrows at him over the to go cup, the lid hiding your smirk.
“I do?” He frowns and sips the coffee to quell his nerves. You always made him nervous during your department head meetings. You are the most beautiful and most intelligent woman he knows so he tends to fumble over his words when it comes to you, his little crush shining through despite his attempts to play it cool.
Rating: Explicit as fuck
Word Count: 8718
Warnings: SEX POLLEN GANG BANG!! Where to fucking start? Okay, slightly dubious consent due to sex pollen, jerking off, gang bang activities, sightly derogatory comment (slut used one time), oral (male receiving), vaginal sex, unprotected sex, cream pie, multiple partners, double penetration (two cocks, one hole) cumming on tits, cum eating
Comments: Well….we just couldn’t have Frankie have all the fun, now could we? (Not Tom though, cause fuck him, just not literally) Your team is tasked with burning a “cocaine” field, and of course, being the elite soldiers that you are, you do. Except that’s not cocaine and the smoke from the fire affects the team in ways that you couldn’t have anticipated. Co-written with @storiesofthefandomlovers
You frowned as you looked at the Colonel. “Sir, why are we being sent on a mission when we are down our team leader?” You asked.
Tom was out, still recovering from taking a bullet to the shoulder during your last mission. Muscles and tendons were torn and they were estimating it would be another three weeks before he was ready to rejoin. The rest of the team and yourself had been enjoying the down time. But your commanding officer had just called you in for an emergency meeting and announced you were being deployed to a remote region in Bolivia in the next four hours.
The barrel chested Colonel turned from the projector where he had just been showing you the mission objective. “Lt. This is fairly simply op. Unless you don’t believe you can’t set fire to a cocaine field without your Captain?” He gives you a glare that makes your spine straighten. “No sir.” You answer tightly.
It wasn’t that you couldn’t do it, you could. All of you were elite soldiers. Your team is one of the best. It was just that you had been told that you would be on the bench until Redfly returned to active duty. So for your team to be called in for such a simple op was unusual, at least to you. You looked around the table at the rest of your team to gauge their reactions.
Word Count: 13.3k
Warnings: Loss of virginity, oral sex (male and female receiving), protected sex, vaginal sex, fingering.
Comments: @storiesofthefandomlovers had an incredible idea of a young Max Lord at university. Unsure and untried, Max learns about sex and how to please a woman from the reader. Co-written
Maxwell Lorenzano was a scholarship student. You could tell from the threadbare clothes that he wore, the nervous yet determined look in his eyes. The other students that attended your university either had mommy and daddy buy their way into college or they were legacies, there to uphold the family tradition. You didn’t mind him in your class, he paid more attention than those that knew their diplomas were guaranteed or were only there so they could inherit daddy’s company in a few years. Giving the somber looking brown eyes a reassuring smile as he hesitantly sits next to you in your economics class was the first interaction you had with him.
“Good morning class. I have graded your mock midterms. Some of you did better than others.” The professor tuts, walking around and he shakes his head when he places your exam down on the table and you bite your lip to stop yourself from crying out at the 27% that is in big red marker on the page. “Shit” You hiss and you turn to look at Maxwell who is smiling, his own paper displaying the 95% at the top. “Good job Maxwell.” You offer him a smile and he grins back until his eyes fall onto your failing score. “Oh. I’m sorry” He murmurs and you shrug, “I just have to accept that I’m going to fail this class. I don’t have anyone who can tutor me” You sigh, rubbing your cheek. “I-I could…if you wanted to- I mean, I could help you” He stammers and you are about to answer when one of the footballers, Zack - daddy owns an oil company - strides over and grabs Maxwell’s test from his hand. “What a fucking nerd. Probably need the economic knowledge so you can take it back to whatever fucking Mexican village you are from to help them sell a goat. What a fucking loser” Zack hisses and you see Maxwell clench his jaw in response.
Ok this wikipedia article is pissing me off so much
yeah i’m gonna re-write this fucker
goddamn. there is so much bias in the first paragraph alone:
this is an EXCELLENT example of the way word choice and tone can be used to create bias and transform the truth to suit the writer’s purposes.
Here’s my re-write:
I had such a thot about Marcus x whiskey x reader expanding on one of the ideas of Jack just sitting there watching and giving directions. He orders Marcus to fuck their girl until they are both spent and exhausted, and when they are both done Jack just settles on the bed behind them telling them he wants to fuck their girl, but as Marcus starts to pull out he stops him, instead carefully pushing in beside him and working them both back up.....I’m sorry I’ll go now.
Pairing: Marcus Pike x Agent Whiskey x Reader (cis f)
Warnings: MMF threesome in a polyamorous setting, double vaginal penetration, voyeurism, exhibitionism, dirty talk, praise, some cockwarming if you squint
Note: alright listen idk why this ask Did Something to me but I have WAY too many thoughts on this to just do a simple reply so here we are. Full fic. Pure smut.
It was no secret that Jack often took the lead during sex between the three of you. He could often be found manhandling you or Marcus into doing his bidding, usually at the complete delight of whoever happened to be on the receiving end of the other two’s attention. But this time, he’d wanted a more… hands-off approach. Jack had made his desires known to you and Marcus as the three of you had laid in bed earlier that morning with you in between the two men.
“Say, I’ve got an idea. How would the two of you feel if we tried somethin’ new in this here bed of ours?” his soft southern drawl sounded.
“What’re you thinking?” Marcus responded from the other side of you.
“Well,” Jack began, “what if you lay our girl down and give her some good lovin’ while I just… sit off to the side and direct? Tell y’all what to do but keep my hands off?”
You and Marcus exchanged a look before you responded for the two of you.
“That sounds like a real good idea to me.”
I’m on FirePairing: Jack “Agent Whiskey” Daniels x cis f!reader x Francisco “Catfish/Frankie” MoralesRating: NC-17Word Count: 4,321Warnings: M/F/M threesome, vaginal fingering, dirty talk, oral (f receiving), oral (m receiving), riding, doggy style, aftercare, Scribs Brain gets her own warning at this point cause she’s just a feral little critter.Notes: alright, since y’all insisted I listen to Scribs Brain on this one, here’s your threesome fic. It’s filthy. Hope you enjoy!Taglist: @phoenixhalliwell @aerynwrites @pedropascalito @hiscyarika @whataenginerd @yespolkadotkitty @ezrasarm @tortles @thottiewinemom @mandobitch @demigod-dragonrider-schoolidol @ahopelessromanticwritersworld @wickedfrsgrl @pedropasscals @agentpike @adikaofmandalore @pedrowhorian @littleferal @pascalispedro
“Are you sure you’re alright with this, Jack?” you asked, you hand laying gently on his stomach while you lounged with him on the couch with his arm around your shoulders.
“I’m the one who brought it up, ain’t I?” he teased, looking over to you, “Besides, I should be the one asking if you’re still cool with it.”
“It’s fine, Jack,” you smiled, “I just know you’re not usually one to share.”
Multitudes: An Agent Whiskey Multiverse Fic.The Statesman techs have managed to create a window into another universe. A window that just so happens to appear in your kitchen. Before long, you and Whiskey both find yourselves developing feelings that appear to span across time and space itself. Multitudes chronicles the relationship of one smitten cowboy and his interstellar lover.
Final Word Count: TBD
KEY: 💖 = fluff, ❗️= smut (Explicit), 🔥= Smut (Not explicit) 💧= angst
Part 1 💖
Part 2 💖
Part 3 💖💧
Part 4 💖💧
Part 5 💖💧
Part 6 💖
Part 7 💖💧
Part 8 💖
Part 9 💖💧
Part 10 💖
Part 11 💖
A/N: I’m not sure how much I can possibly say about this. I wanted to write it so I did and it’s filthy lol
Summary: You’re invited to train with Prince Oberyn and one thing leads to another.
Warnings: oral sex, choking, unconventional use of wine (sorta)
Prince Oberyn Martell, the Red Viper himself, had agreed to train you. The hot Dornish sun beat down on you as you waited for him to meet you on the training grounds. He had spoken to you a few times but you never thought much of it. Ellaria Sand, his paramour, was always kind to you and a little flirty, but you brushed it off as her just being friendly.
“He will be here soon,” Ellaria said behind you. You gasped and turned to her. “Did I frighten you? I am sorry.” She stood beside you and touched your lower back gently making you tremble. “Oberyn and I got out of bed a little late this morning.” She smiled knowingly and you looked down sheepishly. Their sexual appetites were no secret to anyone in Dorne or anywhere else for that matter and they were not ashamed of it.
A sudden noise behind you has you both turning and it’s him. It’s Oberyn Martell in all his handsome glory. Ellaria smiled and he kissed her as you bowed your head to him. “My Prince…”
He tucked his fingers under your chin and lifted your head. “We are equals right now.” He surveyed you as you looked into his eyes.
“She is lovely, isn’t she?” Ellaria asked him.
A/N: It’s been awhile since I’ve written anything about Oberyn! I hope you both enjoy! And thank you, anon! I’ve been trying to get the next chapter done! :)
The sun had begun to set on Dorne as you made your way to the rooms you shared with your lover, Prince Oberyn Martell. You undressed and drew yourself a bath as you did every night. Oberyn would always tell you that there were plenty of servants who could do that for you but you preferred to do it yourself. You stepped into the bath and sighed. The hot water felt so good against your sore muscles. Maybe you trained a little too hard today.
Oberyn watched you from the doorway, smiling lightly before walking over and slipping his hand into the water to slide over your legs. You yelped and opened your eyes. You sat up so quickly that water splashed over the sides of the tub.
“Gods…Oberyn!” You tried to be angry with him but every time you saw him smile you got butterflies and fell in love all over again.
“I didn’t mean to frighten you, my love.” He still rubbed your legs. He watched you as if he was expecting you to say something. You knew it had something to do with your trip to King’s Landing a week ago – something you hadn’t been able to tell him. It hadn’t been anything too extreme but when anyone even dared to lay a finger on you in a way you didn’t like, your prince was ready to fight.
His hand continued to travel up your legs, massaging your thighs then slipping between them. He inched closer and closer to the apex of your thighs and you spread your legs for him but he stopped.
javier peña x f!reader
after a night out, you’re too impatient to go home.
warnings: smut, oral (m receiving), semi-public sex (no one sees you two)
You should’ve expected Javier to get distracted.
He can barely keep his eyes off you on a normal day, so that’s especially hard when you’re all dressed up for a night out.
Javi had his hands on you the moment you stepped into your dress, when you were doing your makeup, and when you were trying to dry shave a spot you missed on your ankle. You had scolded him, but that didn’t make a difference. He kept trailing behind you, ignoring his own needs to shower just to touch you.
You made it out the door with only 5 minutes to spare.
“Have I told you how good this dress makes your ass look?” Javier mumbles in your ear as you walk down the cracked sidewalk. You roll your eyes, but his words send a shiver down your spine.
Alpha Andy Barber/Omega Female Reader
“I really don’t want any trouble.” You mumble.
You really need to work on standing up for yourself better, but well, you were used to being behind a desk all day, it was a way to keep you hidden in a way or at least a barrier between…well what’s happening now.
“But baby cakes, I know you need a big strong alpha, omega’s shouldn’t be single ya know?”
You glare up at Neil, he was starting to make you mad, it was either get mad or cry, and you try to be tough, you lift your chin even and look him in the eyes, hard things for you, “Leave me alone, I do not like you this close to me, back up and away, you’re making me uncomfortable.” You state firmly and loudly.
Your hands tremble around the folders you hold to your chest.
Neil looks around, a few people have looked over to see what’s going on, most of them left in the office are beta’s but they don’t know you all that well, Neil sneers down at you, “You don’t know what you need, but I do.”
“Back up or…i’ll…make you.”
Neil laughs in your face, “Awww that’s cute.”
You gasp as his fingers trail along your wrist over your scent glands, he scent glands in his fingers….he’s trying to mark you, “No stop.”
You go to push him away, folders forgotten in your arms and all it does is make him angry, truly now, he grips your wrist enough to hurt and leans down, “You don’t tell me no, barber doesn’t know what he has right in front of him like the fool he is.”
Your brain is scrambling, he’s hurting you, none of your coworkers are doing a thing to stop this, most likely because omegas are seen as something this can be done too, unlike beta’s or alphas. Neils scent is making you want to be sick and you do the only thing you can think of, it’s going to make you seem weak, but you know of only one alpha you can trust.
“Mr barber!” You yell.
And it’s not a normal yell, it’s a distressed omega one, one, no alpha can ignore, unless they are scum like this one. Neil goes to grab at you more when growling, deep growling is behind Neil and suddenly he’s letting go of you and facing a very pissed off Andy and if looks could kill, Neil would be dead ten times over.
It’s suddenly two alpha’s squaring off, “One of my interns came to get me about you when I heard my assistant yell, care to tell me what’s going on Neil?”
You cradle your wrist to your chest looking down, in doing so, you miss the way Andy’s eyes roam over you to see if your hurt and once he zeros in on your wrist, well, he can’t afford to go feral, but what he can do is his job, “Cindy will you call the police for me?”
The beta who had come to him about what was happening runs off to do as he asks as Neil growls and you whimper, Andy needs to move closer to you, then he’ll feel better, Neil makes it easy for him, when he goes to run towards the exit, Andy tackles him and knocks him out, harder than he needs to, but whatever, he doesn’t care.
And to think he used to train this guy, help him out, how did it all go so wrong?
When he finally looks back to you, well the spot you had been in is gone, empty and he looks around in worry, your purse is gone and so are you, “Did any of you see where she went?”
You leave, you run away, there’s no way you won’t be fired for this. Andy was a kind man, but once you saw Neil try to run away and Andy go after him, you just….bolted, scared to be around all the fighting that would surely come.
Your wrist smarts like a bitch, but it isn’t broken, sprained maybe, you know it’s bruised by how it’s starting to discolor, but you can move it a tiny bit, you just needed to rest it, you can’t think of anything else right now.
You swallow back tears trying to get your blouse off, but you can’t, moving your wrist now hurts more and so removing your top was not happening, but you needed to shower so bad.
The knock at your door has you startling and you look out your bedroom and down the hall, you chew your bottom lip before creeping down the hall and to your front door, you don’t even need to peek through to know.
His scent gives him away, soothing, calm, pure gentle alpha. Trying not to cry because for how sweet he is to you, surely he’s here to fire you right?
He takes one look at you once you open the door and you just know, that’s not what’s happening, he looks so concerned and worried about you, “Honey.” He whispers and your bottom lip trembles because it’s just been a day and you just want the day to be over so you can start new tomorrow.
“Hey baby love come here, let me see, you left so fast, I couldn’t get a good look at how bad this is.”
He shuts the door behind him and then gently takes your wrist when you offer it to him wordlessly, “Poor baby, this looks bad, you need to see a doctor.” His voice is so soft, caring, he really wasn’t upset it seemed, “You’re….not firing me?”
You look up at him, while he doesn’t tower over you per say, he was tall enough to make you feel small and you had always liked that, his brow furrows as he looks down at you, “Sweetheart, why would I fire you? You didn’t do anything wrong, Neil attacked you, i’ll make sure he gets disbarred for this, what he did is a crime, you did everything right honey, I promise.”
“But…I…” You start crying because that’s….ok that’s so much stress you don’t have to worry about, looking for a new job when you love the one you have so much and Neil never being able to hurt you again is a very welcome added bonus.
Andy’s thumbs on your cheeks wiping at your tears, makes you blink up at him and you have no idea what this look does to Andy, what it’s been doing to him for weeks now, you brighten his days and if he can have it his way, you would brighten his nights too, he’s just…been to chicken shit to ask you out, “Let me take you to the hospital, i’ll be right there with you, when they release you, we can….go to that dinner down the road? Get some food in you?”
As he cradles your hurt wrist in his hands gently, you stare up at him in shock, you thought it was one sided, the feeling of…wanting. It’s nice to be proven wrong sometimes, you offer a shy smile, it’s a bit pain filled cause of your wrist, but this….this was something you had wanted with your whole heart, “I would love that Andy.”
His smile is shy and pleased, even as he leans forward and kisses your forehead and holds you close, his soft rumble of happy alpha makes you purr contently.
A vertical forest is expected to be completed this year in Milan. There are two tower apartment complexes which contain a total of 400 residential units. The facade of the buildings will be covered with 730 trees, 5,000 shrubs, and 11,000 perennial plants. It is expected to have the same ecological impact as 10,000 square meters of forest.
Aside from fighting smog and producing oxygen, the foliage is expected to provide insulation to the residential units.
It’ll be really cool to see how these trees grow in order to maximize access to sun, water, and nutrients. Also, a step towards a sci-fi solar punk future – I’m in.
I sure hope the structural engineers planned for the buildings to increase in mass as the trees grow.
Well, or else for maintenance labor to keep the trees rigorously trimmed to prevent too much increase in mass. Or both? (The wikipedia article says the engineering team consulted botanists and horticulturists in planning how much weight the buildings could bear, so it seems likely that the fact that trees grow would have come up.)
This is a pretty cool idea regardless and I hope they get it right. I wonder if anyone will do anything like this in New York.
This falls in the “I really hope they do it but I’ll believe it when I see it” category for me.
It’s been up for 2 years, inaugurated in October 2014, and still going strong. It’s won multiple awards.
Here they are building it.
Bosco Gardeners hang around outside the building.
Change of Seasons…
And a view from the place itself.
It’s funny, I first made that original post on my other blog back in 2013. Amongst the comments were several talking about how people had tried and failed at this before, how they were skeptical, and how they’d believe it if they ever saw it.. At least a couple of comments were people “explaining” why it couldn’t be done.
And now, just look!
Just because something hasn’t been done before doesn’t mean it can’t be. It just means you have a chance to be the first to do it.
Remember that. 💚