#my concepts

[0ctober-night]

Going to frat parties just to find the "straight" girls who "only" kiss women when they're drunk. Finding a girl in a short skirt and crop top so tight her tits her practically spilling out... I manage to pull her away from whatever guy she was talking to and offer to pour her a drink. That's how it goes the rest of the night, handing her drink after drink until I'm holding her up because her knees have gone weak. It's when she starts stumbling that she asks me to take her back to her dorm.

So I walk her back, holding her tightly against my body under the guise that I don't want her to fall. She's so out of it that she doesn't fight me when she realizes we're actually going in the direction of my place, only mumbles out "where are we going?"

When I manage to get her back to my room, I plop her down on my bed. I work at her shoes first, then her tights, leaving the rest of her clothes on for now.

"You know... You're kinda cute..." The girl slurs, staring up at me with hazy eyes. I smile back down at her and rest my hand on her exposed thigh, ever so slightly rubbing my thumb back and forth on the soft skin.

"Yeah? You're pretty cute, too. I've been thinking about you all night," I confess. She giggles at the touch on her thigh, shivering like it tickles, and I take it as encouragement to slide my hand up a little further.

"I've done stuff before, like with girls," she says, eyes flickering between my face and the hand nearing her cunt. "I'm straight, b...but I get a little lesbian when I'm drunk."

"Aww, sweetie, I'm not a girl, but I'm a huge dyke." I finally reach her cunt, so warm and almost begging me to pull her panties to the side already. "I can make you feel really good. Maybe change your mind about that whole straight thing?"

She opens her mouth to argue, probably to say she's not actually a lesbian, but is interrupted by the feeling of my fingers breaching her panties and going straight for her clit. She throws her head back and gasps, all thoughts thrown out from the pleasure shooting up her body.

Things escalate from there, and before she can catch up, I've ripped off her panties and shirt, leaving her with her skirt draped across her hips. My cock hangs heavy from my hips, lube dropping from the tip and landing in heavy globs on her already soaked cunt. She's shaking in anticipation and drunken pleads for more are spilling from her lips. She's aching for me and can hardly stand it.

When I finally slide my cock inside of her in one hard thrust, I have to throw my hand over her mouth to keep her from gasping too loud. She slides her hand up my shirt and rakes her nails down my back, earning a bite to her neck that's sure to bruise. I fuck her deep and slow, taking my time with drawing out every little mewl and whine from her. I test out angles, finding out what she likes, all while keeping my thumb pressed against her clit.

This goes on for what feels like hours. At one point I pull out, grab her hips, and flip her on her stomach. Before she can complain, I'm sliding back inside of her again, this time reaching even deeper inside of her. I keep ahold of her hips for leverage and pull her back against me to match the rhythm. She arches her back and claws at the sheets helplessly, moaning into my mattress, "please, please I'm gonna cum, please don't stop!"

I use one of my hands to reach around and slip my fingers right where she needs it most. With just a few deep, hard thrusts, her wet cunt clamps down on my cock as she cums harder than she ever has before. When I'm certain it's over and she whines that she can't take anymore, I gently pull out and let her collapse into the wet mess below her. I play with the cum pooling between her lips, drawing a shiver out of her.

"Tell me what you are, baby," I whisper into her ear, close enough that my lips brush the sensitive skin. Another shiver.

She's so cumdrunk that she can't even come up with a rebuttal. "I'm a dyke."

[neverinadream]

Cuddle bug Cooley who’s just a fuckin’ leech and loves it when you lay directly on top of him as opposed to like, regular spooning because it’s more comforting to him and he has better access to kiss your face and wrap his arms all the way around you :3

warnings: none, just pure fluff

a/n: thank you julianna for sending this <3 i don't think i'll ever be immune to a cutie like logan

if there's one thing for certain, logan has to be touching you constantly, but it's not possessive, and more of a comforting thing. if you're out together, he's either got his hand in yours, your pinkies locked or his hand tucked into your back pocket, he'll hold you a little tighter if you've got to walk through a larger crowd, mainly because he knows you're not the most comfortable in crowds this big, but because he doesn't want to suddenly lose you. god forbid, you be out at a bar together with the rest of his teammates and he can't touch you, his leg will start bouncing under the table, feeling a little bit of anxiety bubbling in his stomach, but it all disappears when you sit on his lap and he's got his arm secured around your waist, his chin tucked into your shoulder, quickly becoming apart of the furniture as he just sits there and listens to whatever you or the guys are saying. when he's driving, he's got one hand glued to your thigh, his thumb brushing soft circles into your skin, or tapping along to whatever song is playing.

at home, he's on a whole other level. he's like a second shadow, sometimes you're surprised he doesn't follow you to the bathroom. if you're taking a shower or having a bath, he'll suggest joining you, if you're working on a paper, or writing up your next review, or just doing anything on your computer, he's begging you to switch to your laptop so you can sit with him, if you're cooking, he's in the kitchen, sat at the counter watching you, asking what you're doing, wanting to learn little tricks that you know he won't actually ever use, or he'll be behind you, one arm around your waist, or his hands snuggled under your his hoodie, desperate just to have contact with your skin, and you don't necessarily mind it, it's actually rather cute how clingy he is, you've never really experienced that need for a level of intimacy like logan does. plus the way he pouts when you pull away to go get something from the kitchen, or to go to the bathroom is adorable.

and through it all, you've come to learn that he likes it best when he's stretched out on the sofa and you're laid on top him, your legs a messy jumble of limbs, his arms wrapped around you, sometimes his hands will innocently slip under whatever you're wearing so he's got skin contact, your hands with either in his hair, stroking your fingers through it or scratching his scalp, teasing out little grunts and soft whimpers, or on his chest, and he'll definitely put them back if you tried to move them. like this he gets you completely all to himself, he's got you in the perfect place to access ultimate kisses, he gets access to one of his favourite things - the smell of your shampoo, it fills him up with a warmth that makes him think of home - it's unlimited comfort.

for both of you.

it's how you'll spend your nights after a shitty loss, him in total silence, going through everything he did wrong in his head, and you reminding him that it wasn't his fault, that whilst a win every game would be the ideal thing, a loss every now and then is going to happen and it's perfectly fine because it gives him an opportunity to further develop the amazing talent he already has. and you'll seek him out like this when everything feels a little darker, two many mistakes in one day leading you to question if you're doing the right things, and he'll be giving you soft kisses, mumbling into your hair how proud he is of you, that you're in a temporary blip with your work and it'll work out because it always does.

[themooninfrunami]

rabbot veddie au… venom!jack x eddie!robby… computah… COMPUTAH !!!

[swanlitte]

Scribbles of Birk with Miranda and Roland (was thinking about birk having been living on a far away island but with no memory of his prior life and the family running into him one day with Miranda being uncertain if that’s really him or not and feeling weird about it lmoa)

[breakableprincess]

need to write some sort of smut where a transmasc gets some kind of magical prosthetic dick that allows him to get anyone pregnant and he goes on a spree of fucking cis and trans girls alike. the idea beamed into my head as if a god whispered into my ears. personally I would love to bow down to my new overlords (trans guys with a magical prosthetic dick that can get me pregnant)

[she-masqer-on-my-rade]

Character Concept: The Con Artist (Ventrue)

You've always known you were destined for greatness... it's not your fault the world never caught on.

You learned early on that the world was never going to give you what you knew you were owed. You instead taught yourself how to take it. Fake names, fake pedigrees, and experiences, you spent years perfecting your art. The rich and stupid are quick to drop their guard when they think you are one of them, after all, the "lessers" could never match their "betters". Maybe you held yourself to a code of honor, or found a way justify what you did, but no matter how you sliced it, the facts remained. You were never one of them. You schemed, lied, cheated, and stole from people who called you "friend". You were a con artist, but a damned good one.

You just hit the score of your life. While at a networking event you infiltrated, you heard of the greatest opportunity you could've dreamt of. Some childless European billionaire had come to the city searching for someone to take on as an apprentice. He was old, eccentric, and bloody rich, but no one could get a hold of him. You caught on to his pattern, though; it was simple. The old man only took meetings at frankly sickening hours at night. Strange, but you'd do whatever it took to get your hooks in.

You found his contact info and spent weeks proving yourself to the old bastard. You lied and cheated your way through all of his stupid little tests, and did so with flying colors, "proving" your worthiness to stand at his side. You earned your reward and were Embraced as his heir.

Beware, fledgling. Your Sire maintains the Right of Destruction, and should he find out that the noble blood of clan Ventrue has been bestowed upon a wretch like you, he will certainly exact his right.

You've got your wings, Icarus. Beware of the Sun.

Roleplay Hints: As a kine, you were never happy with yourself or your life. Your superiority complex battling with your impostor syndrome was deafening as it was, but now exacerbated by the blood of Ventrue in your veins? It doesn't help that you get the feeling that your sire is onto you, just waiting for you to screw up so that he may write off this embarrassment before it gets public.

An alternate way to play this character is if the Sire already knows you fooled him, and you barely escaped his wrath. A Ventrue on the run from a powerful enemy.

[rib-rabbitmask]

While i don't finish the official desings to X!Tale Apprentencies, i wanted to show some tiny concept art i did on a small strech book of mine. Giving a resume of the main idea of some charaters in this "future" Au like. I'll do a serie of posts to show about new charaters/my ocs additions to this story together with more concept arts!! 💖

Hope you guys enjoy!

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1- XAsriel: in this Au he becames the new king after the death of XAsgore and XToriel for old age problems... Whatever, knowing that Asriel probrably wouldn't like to live with such weight- they had started a CONCIL where would put some monsters and humans to take power and lead with whatever matter would come towards this new era. Making XAsriel be only a represatation to social and political events. Giving him a life free to him continue studying and taking care of his and XLanies personal garden.

2- XLanie: She would keep her flowershop and work normally, Whatever, trying her best to be even more present to keep XAsriel health in check. She would love him dearly, and respect his decision of taking the weight of becoming the new king, even if just for mere represatation, but she would also follow her dream to explore the world like her parents, to find and study the most the rarest flowers and plants and bring some to put in the castle garden for XAsriel, to bright up his life a little more and keep him always ressure of her quiet but clear care.

3- XFrisk: After XAsgore and XToriel death, he would fall into a giant loss, but because of Muffet, therapy and his routine- he would get together slowly. And as soon he became better, he quickly voluntared himself to be a TEACHER, a ART TEACHER, To help toddlers got creative skills and ease not only their stress but also his own. Gaining a amount of patience, empathy and health teaching care skills.

4- XChara: Even before XAsgore and XToriel death, XChara was made captain by Undyne (who became General) and helped on training with phisical skills with some fellows in the royal guard, on the castle gym he goes often. But after XAsgore and XToriel deaths, different of XFrisk or XAsriel, XChara was in a daze of deep grief and distress... His mental and phisical state suddenly weakned to the point of neglecting everything. Getting forced by XFrisk to do good quote of therapy sessions and get easy with his new life role and training routine in general.

5- XMuffet: She had became a very talented and loved baker in the enteire City! Her bakery being always full of hungry and energetic clients- she bakes everything with a adimareble enthuaism (especialy if her clients pay well)! In her free time, she passes time with XFrisk with small dates or helping him with planning cooking lessons to the kids.

Both sharing recipes that macthed with XToriel own cooking lessons.

6- XUndyne: She had been made General by General Mettaton (Who retired), now helping and teaching young fillies some defensive fighting skills. In her free time she share some old stories to inspire young- whatever, ending up scaring them with some creepy parts... Mostly she's a bit obliviously about it.

BONUS:

7- XGallet: In this Au, she is not only the ex "Queen of the Silk Spiders"- but also, now, she's the most famous fashionist in the "Pale City"... Having a boutique of her own!!

She adores to desing and make all kinds of dressing or useful object clothing, and wishes to one day be able to do her own daughter wedding dress.

But while that, she let's Striz come over and be her little model to kids winter clothes! Loving the little toddler presence and pampering Striz like she is her own grandaughther. 💖

Tell me what you guys think!! <3

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[Part 2] (coming soon!)

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