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please milady, I hope you would grace this peasant with Tagir or Usman soon 🤲🏻🙇🏻‍♀️

HAHAHAH IM SORRY

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⋆·˚ ༘ * model!usman nurmagomedov x helper!reader!

⋆·˚ ༘ * Warnings: kissing, MDNI, f!receiving oral, protected sex, m! Receiving oral.

⋆·˚ ༘ * Summary:usman cant help but have his eye on a certain assistant from his favorite brand to model for

Youre frantic- your boss just yelled at you, youre looking for a prop she swore she had on set, however youre 100% sure she didnt bring it. If she did she would’ve made you carry it and set it up when you tried to tell her this she yelled at you- telling you to quote “find or bring it or youre fired” so now you’re rushing through the rooms of the set tears welling in your eyes wondering why you put up with this job but you know why.

You love fashion you love the idea of working in this industry- your boss is normally nice this isnt even your main boss. You work under everyday no.. this is some colleague of yours who had one good vision and was given a promotion so now shes your ‘boss’ and no longer your equal. You weren’t given your first shoot to show your talent yet- but you had a rough idea of when and who youd be allowed creative control over- your brand loves a very specific model Usman nurmagomedov, and you understood why your main boss loved him so much he was a beautiful man.

Really he had gorgeous eyes and was incredibly kind, hes always been kind to you when hes been on set with you- always buying the staff lattes and always being playful with people. Today usman was coming to the set and in your frenzy you bump into him “woah! You alright?” You’re on your ass a groan escaping your lips at your rough fall you recognize his voice eyes full of tears- embarrassed and upset with the situation he kneels down offering you his hand you take it, its much bigger than yours engulfing your hand him swiftly pulling you up he notices a single tear down your cheek “oh y/n whats wrong?” He asks concerned youre almost surprised he remembered your name.

“Nothing- im just looking for a prop for the shoot, i dont know where it is” your frustration spilling over and tears sliding down your face “oh no- dont cry- is okay” usman seems slightly panicked as his hands wave in front of him. You wipe your tears “im sorry- i didnt mean to cry, im just frustrated” you say bowing your head at him “no worries it’s okay, do you want me to help you?” He asks his voice soft as his hand rubs your arm in a soothing manner.

“No it’s okay mr. Nurmagomedov i dont want you to be late to the shoot” you say trying not to get him mixed up in your issues he tilts his head at you and shrugs his shoulders “i dont care- ill help come on” he gestures “also call me usman please y/n” he flashes you a sincere smile you nod feeling your face heat up as you walk behind him

And thats how you found yourself with usman holding the prop a few minutes late to the shoot you begged him to let you hold it afraid youd get in trouble if usman came back with it “nothing will happen to you dont worry” he reassures you as you open the door to the studio for him “thank you” he winks at you as he struts through the door- hes so cool , he’s honestly your favorite model too. He just had a sense of swagger that you felt like other models didnt have. He was also really playful often making everyone on set laugh or smile.

His best photos being the ones that were unintentional he really was just photogenic “hello everyone!!!” Usman announces big smile on his face as hes holding the prop your ‘bosses’ face drops as she sees you behind usman you feel embarrassed and know youre in for an earful from her. “Oh usman! Thats why youre late” your bosses tone hiding her irritation but you can see it on her face when she looks at you causing your gaze to lower to the ground “y/n why does usman have the prop when i asked you to get it?” She asks her tone less friendly and very passive aggressive “im sorry-“ before you can finish usman slides in front of you smile on his face tone friendly yet stern “because you had her searching through a large studio with no help- i dont even think she would’ve been able to carry this as far- dont send a woman to grab something heavy” still smiling as your boss nervously laughs “ah is it heavy? Hah i didnt know! Sorry y/n, I’ll send one of the guys next time” she says faking it you can tell she’s seething.

The props set up and usmans in his outfit a button up top thats unbutton showing his abs and is shorts are low showing his undergarments. Hes posing as your boss tries to direct him usmans listening but also does what he normally does joke around and do stuff that makes the photos look more real- not as staged. It’s annoying your boss but the photos are coming out so good she cant even be mad. You’re just admiring usman as he poses his smile always looking genuine you believe he really loves modeling.

“Break time!” Your boss says as everyone goes toward usman fixing the slight makeup he had on touching up the bronzer on his abs. You’re grabbing a drink at the food table as he comes up next to you “hey you okay?” He asks gently as he grabs a water bottle for himself you nod “yes, im okay why?” You ask slightly tilting your head at him he smiles “nothing just making sure” he hums “youre gonna direct a shoot soon right?” He asks you’re surprised hes heard about that you nod “yes! I think in a few weeks. Not sure who my model is” you hum excited realizing your dream is almost here “what if i was your model?” He asks you freeze looking at him in shock “id love that” you say gently not wanting to sound unprofessional “youre a great model- i think youd understand my visions well” you say he smiles at you “really?” He feels shy- hoping the blush the makeup team put on him hides his real blush you laugh and ask “seriously? Of course” before usman can keep the convo going he has to go back to work.

“Hey can i be y/ns model?” Usmans sitting in your main bosses office hes man spreading in the seat across from her, she tilts her head at usman curiously “did she say she wanted to shoot you?” Your boss asks”no- i heard you were giving her a chance” he says trying to be nonchalant even throwing in a slight shrug she smiles “sure if thats what you want- ill let her know. Actually why dont you call and tell her? Here’s her card” your boss hums as she opens her drawer handing usman your business card it suits you- shows your personality he holds it between is thumb and pointer reading it trying to hide his smile “i will- thank you” he says standing up “no thank you Mr. nurmagomedov for always wanting to work with us” your bosses smile warm. She knew usman always had a soft spot for you the way his eyes lingered on you when she had you as an assistant the way he always wanted to talk to you but never got the chance to when you were too busy.

Usmans outside getting into a black SUV telling them to take him to his apartment he’s fiddling with your card in his hand, his phone on his lap as he taps your number in he presses dial and takes a deep breath as he brings his phone up to his ear it only takes one ring for you to answer “hello? This is y/n l/n how may i help you” it sounds like youre cooking he hears a pan in the background his thoughts interrupted as you ask “hello?” “Oh hello! Y/n its usman nurmagomedov, i wanted to let you know I’ll be your model for the suit” he says he hears you pause “oh! Mr. Nurmagomedov! Thats great news thank you for letting me know” he smiles as you sound excited “yes of course- would you care if i come over?” His tone casual as he asks but his heart is thumping in his chest “oh sure ! To discuss the shoot that’d be great” you chirp “ill text you my address” he hears his phone ding “i got it thank you- see you soon” he says he waits to hear you say bye before hanging up telling his driver to go to your address instead.

You hear a knock on your door you peak through your peephole to see usman you swiftly open it “hello!! Welcome to my humble abode” you say with a slight curtsy making usman chuckle at this “thank you miss y/n” he bows to you playfully he looks around taking in your home. When usman asked to come over you very quickly got yourself together putting on makeup- very natural makeup and a cuter outfit he takes notice and compliments you “cute outfit” he hums you blush “thank you” you respond as you sit at your dinning room table gesturing usman to sit near you “so what’d you want to talk about for the shoot?” You ask your hands together on the table smiling at him he smiles back “just wanted to know if you had any idea” he says gently

“What camera did you want to use?” He asks youre surprised hes so interested in the small details you gesture him to follow you as you take him to your room/office usman feeling weird to be in your room seeing it full of your personality he tilts his head and notices a few magazines on the wall noticing and recognizing some of the models but also realizing he was there “that me?” He asks teasingly pointing at your wall full of magazine covers you blush as you hold your camera in your hands “yes- all the magazines are ones i worked on and liked “ you said shyly knowing usman was up there multiple times hes got a slight smirk on his face he just nods as he scans it seeing himself multiple times and he takes a brief second to look at you an older camera in your hand

“Wanna take test shots ?” He asks youre surprised face pink “o-oh sure!” You say the lighting wasnt bad it was slightly golden he smiles as he starts taking his top off “oh!” You slightly gasp he looks back at you playful grin on his face “what? I thought your favorite shoots of mine when i didnt have this on” he says as drops his shirt on the ground “u-um let me set up!” You say nervously fumbling around getting your tripod up.

You’re taking a few photos your face feeling hot “they look great mr. Nurmagomedov- i think we’ll be fine using this for the shoot” you say he stands up and stands behind you pressing against your ass you gasp as he rests his chin on the side of your right shoulder “let me see” he says softly his hands on your hips as you shakily show him “s-see they look nice no?” You ask slightly turning your head his lips so close to yours a smirk appearing on his lips as he sees your eyes on his lips he presses his lips to yours “they look great” he murmurs against your lips

Usmans back on your bed- his jeans off, his boxers off- his big cock in your hand as you kiss the tip a hiss leaving usmans mouth licking the tip before putting him in your mouth a moan escaping his lips his hands holding your hair to keep it out of the way “ohh” his moan is so pretty as he helps you bob your head along his big length moaning as you try to take him deeper in your mouth coming off with a pop your lips coated in saliva and in miss of his pre-cum hes smacking his tip on your lips, you stick your tongue out as he taps it there “gonna suck me more?” He asks teasing a playful look in his eyes as he watches you put his cock back in his mouth causing another groan to escape hes pulling you off of him as he flips you onto your bed removing your pants slowly and teasingly

Groping your thighs and kissing your legs as he takes your panties off a string of slick following your panties causing usman to grin “so wet for me..” he says putting your panties in his jeans before putting your legs on his shoulder hes kissing your inner thigh watching the way you twitch and moan “please mr. Nurmagomedov” you whimper he kisses your clit causing your back to arch as you moan your hand covering your mouth “I want to hear you” he says his voice stern just like when he told off your boss. “It’s usman please” he says before dipping back to your pussy his tongue teasing your hole as you grip his hair moaning as he fucks you with his tongue.

“Oh please usman more” you grind your pussy on his face his nose being the perfect place for your clit to rub against the friction and the feeling of usmans tongue in your hole making the knot in your stomach get tighter “im-im gonna cum usman- ah”. You moan out rubbing against his face he hums in your pussy which send you over the edge he laps up your cum and comes up his pretty lips coated in your slick as he kisses you tasting yourself on him as you feel his tip tease your hole hes sliding on a condom

“Please usman.. i need you” you whine as he smiles his tip teasing your hole “really?” He wants you to beg “s-so bad” you say as you move your hips to feel his tip more he chuckles “so eager” he mumbles as he pushes himself in you both moan your warmth being so inviting to usman and your moans so pretty as he stretches you out- trying to give you tie to adjust to his size but youre too excited your hips grinding against him wanting him to fuck you. And he does rough and hard your room filled with skin sloppy as usmans balls smack against your pussy and your pussy squelches around him. Your room filled with moans your bed creaking hanging on for dear life as usman pounds into you

Your orgasm approaching fast “im gonna- ahhh- im- gonna cum usman” you moan out as his cock bullies your sweet hole “cum for me” he mumbles sweat on his forehead and his body shining his muscles flexing as he pounds into you- your bed shaking roughly as you cum on him and his strokes get sloppier as he cums in the condom “ahh” he moans as he takes his cock out hes trying to calm down his breathing as he gently pushes your sweaty hair from our face a soft hum leaving him “you okay?” He asks softly stroking your face “mmh” you respond too fucked out he smiles at this

After this all usman wants to do is work for you- so you can keep on with these meetings.

[authors note: saw someone say usman is model material and thought about this request seal anon.. i hope you and everyone else enjoys <33 haven’t been able to get usman out of my head since ive been watching all his fights 😵‍💫]

[home-of-shattered-glass]

[Cherry didn’t want to leave Saccharine alone again… but she did need to speak with Bellator again about what happened… she gave Saccharine a chaste kiss, promised her should would return to her as soon as possible… then she woke up and headed to the tree to see if Bellator was there]

@deathstar-the-starscream-clone

Bellator is standing with Stealth, looking at the tree. Timekeepers face etched into the bark is deadpan now and the leaves are blooming in wide pale leaves with red flowers on Saccharines side

Stealth:I wish I knew what it all meant

Bellator:likewise

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Darrion Caldwell suplexes and then chokes out Joe Warren in the 1st round | Bellator 151

Was taking a stroll down Bellator memory lane and remembered this. Crazy at the time. Two great wrestlers - Caldwell an NCAA champion and Warren a Greco-Roman world champion.

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DnD OCs as HUNTR/X

Hey peeps!!

So, KPop Demon Hunters, anyone?

I know I’ve missed the hype by about a month, but holy crap this movie is so good! Literally cannot pick a least favorite song (That’s a lie, I can and it’s Soda Pop) and the animation is gorgeous! I’m not even that big a KPop fan but I was jamming the entire time

But I was relistening to the soundtrack one day and realized it kinda fits my main trio for my DnD story? Like not 1 to 1, but accurate enough to make me wanna draw them singing Golden, y’know?

Maybe if I ever get off my own ass and create a webcomic for them you’ll know why specifically this song and these characters fit lmao

I tried a few new rendering things here to match the movie’s style and I think it worked out super well! I definitely wanna implement these tips and tricks for future use, especially for the gold. Bellator/Rumi’s gold bits have me in a chokehold but I ain’t complaining

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Me di cuenta de cosas.