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DOODLE/ASK POST >:D
She would be a secret Ghost and Pals fan lmao
Now we're done with the remaining asks
Here's a couple of doodles below
My villain5 au meeting @bear-boi-5 SMG5 lol
My kinsona lol
Human Beeg and Eggdog
My Smg4 Oc Clove just being Clove
And for my last doodle, Villain5 things
Anygays, I have to disappear for another week so I'll see you guys later lol
Did I reblog this for the clone spice? Or the BREADSTICKS?
The world may never know
Olive You (Modern AU)
Tech x F! Reader (M! reader coming soon!)
Summary: Tech and you have a lovely time at Olive Garden, where the food is plentiful and the breadsticks are unlimited.
Tags: NSFW, 18+, PiV sex, fingering, some dirty talk. makeshift gag, sex in a bathroom, slight food kink.
Word Count: 3.8k
Notes: This was all due to an old old conversation in Discord and I just ran with the idea. Not necessarily a crack fic, but it's played more comedic than anything else, mixed with good old fashioned smut. I didn't proofread so apologies in advanced.
“Ahhh I-I can’t take anymore Tech.”
“Yes you can, you need to at least finish what you started.” Tech is adamant about your current predicament.
“I’m so stuffed, I feel like I’m gonna explode if I take another one!” You cry out, feeling filled to the brim.
“If you swallow one more dear, I’ll be sure to carry you back to the van.” Tech coos, patting your shoulder lightly.
“O-okay, I’ll try one more time.” You take a deep breath and bring the fork to your mouth. A long string of gooey and slippery noodles were wrapped along the prongs and coated in a thick glob of grated parmesan cheese.
You slowly slip the food through your opened lips, agonizingly slurping up the food into your mouth. The taste is unlike any other, but the sheer richness and thick sauce paired with all the previous foods before it became too much after only a few bites.
Determined though, you push back the weird sensation in your stomach and visibly swallow the last bite. Heaving a sigh of relief when you were able to hold it down.
Now you really couldn’t eat another bite.
“Here y/n, drink some water. That should help.” Tech brings your glass to your hand and lets you take it from his own. Tilting your head, you take a long sip and feel more relief as the cool liquid soothes your throat.
“Ahh, Honestly, I love the food here but man does it fill you up quick.” You let out a satisfied huff, finally letting yourself fall back into the chair and let your stomach rest.
“If you had not eaten so many breadsticks before the main course we would have been done a while ago.” Tech berates in his usual tone, having finished his small plate of food about 20 minutes ago. Still looking slim as he always does.
“It’s unlimited breadsticks Tech! I can’t pass up an opportunity like that! Especially theirs! Besides, you and I were both starving!” You are flabbergasted at how Tech just couldn't wrap his head around why Olive Garden’s breadsticks were so special.
“Technically they are not unlimited, because they have to have a finite amount of bread they can store before it goes bad. But if you like them that much, why not just make them at home?” Tech asks rather dryly.
Not intending to make a big deal out of going out with you. He much enjoyed these moments of calm where it was just you and him, but to see how feral you became at the mere mention of the breadsticks made him question if he was going out with his love, or a werewolf who’s only intended prey was a long piece of garlicy cooked dough.
“Yeah, but they take sooo long to make! I’d rather just come here so I can enjoy them as lazily as possible.” You can tell how much your companion is judging your choices in not only food but also in your lack of wanting to put effort into something you love.
Fortunately you were too satisfied and full to care what he thought.
“Well, as much as I loved this food I don’t think I could fit anymore, so how about we take this baby home for later?” You flag down a passing waiter and ask them to grab you a to-go container, once it arrives you place the rest of your meal in it and sit back again waiting for the check. You sigh and sit back, popping a few mints into your mouth to wash away the overwhelming scent of garlic before having to get back into the van.
“I am going to go wash my hands dear, here’s the card for lunch.” Tech passes you a credit card before getting up from his chair.
“Okay, guess I’ll be paying, gonna look bad to the wait staff if you ditch me like this.” Tech rolls his eyes at your teasing, turning and walking off to the restroom.
You can feel a strange sensation in your belly arise once Tech was out of sight. You think it’s just the copious amount of food that you just devoured, but something else tingles through your skin.
You try to think about what you ate, wondering if maybe you’re having an allergic reaction because you feel off. Your body feels hot, like a blanket of heat just enveloped you, and your lower belly felt this odd sensation of being aroused?
You squirm just a bit in your seat, trying to get comfortable as your boyfriend was in the restroom. All you could think of was how plump his ass looked when he walked away. God, it was so smackable, you always thought so when you would and he would make love.
Wait…why are you feeling so horny all of a sudden? Just a minute ago you were a bit annoyed with him but now, you wanted to kiss that pretty mouth of his and slobber all over his noodle. Oh great, now you’re making food puns about sex! You’re really in the deep now.
After you hurry the waiter with your bill you scurry yourself to the same restroom where Tech went into. You press your ear to the door and hear the rush of water from the sink so you knew he was just about done, and that’s when you hear the handle of the door knob begin to turn.
“Oh, Pardon m—” Tech was about to make way but you pushed him back into the restroom, hoping no one saw you forcing back another person with you. You quickly shut and lock the door behind you.
“Y/n, what are you doing?” Tech clearly wasn’t expecting company here.
“This is a singular bathroom isn’t it Tech?” You smile, a coy lilt to your simple question.
“Y-yes, it is…the main separated ones are under construction…I– I’m still not sure why you are-.”
Without warning, you press Tech’s back up against the frame of the side wall, sliding your hands slowly up and down his broad chest.
“Y/N! What’re you— mphhh” You block his question from escaping by kissing him fervently. The coolness of the mint flowing through your lips past his own sending a shivering tingle into his throat.
Tech isn’t one to deny your advances, most of the time. However he gently pushes you back, breaking the kiss to your dismay. He can only imagine the thoughts in your head when you give him your signature pout.
“Y/N…as much as I would love to have a makeout session, I do not think this is exactly an appropriate location for such activities.”
Tech was right, however you both noted just how clean this single use bathroom was. It had an elegant design, no doubt some fancy executive wanted some flare in the place. And the delicate smell of floral notes helped with the clean and dainty ambience.
Same with the lighting, but you didn't care all too much about ambience when you were more interested in jumping onto your boyfriend's bread stick.
“I–I don’t know what’s come over me Tech, but I’m really really horny right now.” You feel a tremendous rush of heat everywhere. Ever since you followed him in here. You reach back underneath your shirt and unclasp your bra. Throwing it onto the little shelf by the sink.
“I can see that, however I must admit that I am in the same hormonal predicament as you my dear. It is… it’s part of the reason I came in here.” A hint of shame can be heard in the wavering tone of his voice. This was a bit unusual for him, but you pry further.
“What? I mean, I know that you are not one to keep your hands away from me, but I never would have figured you for a public sex freak, you dirty boy.” Keeping him pinned against the wall, you slide your hand down to his growing tent. Palming his hard length and hearing the faintest groan escape his swollen lips. Wanting to reciprocate, Tech begins assaulting your neck with light nibbles.
“Yes, well what you don’t know is that the artichokes in our meal are a natural aphrodisiac, and the same goes for the asparagus that was in my side dish.” Tech is panting between kisses to your neck, lowering his mouth slowly until it reaches the top of your breast. Pulling the shirt partially downard, he can now see your breasts in their full display. Licking his lips hungrily.
“O-Oh.” Is all you manage to get out before you feel your breath hitch when Tech clasps his mouth around your nipple. Swirling his tongue around the hardened pebble and kneading the other breast with his hand.
“F-fuck Tech…I need you so badly please. I didn’t realize how much of this meal was just horny spice.” Tech’s oral assault and tweaking on your breasts was just the start of his foreplay. He takes his other hand and trails down your side, squeezing every inch of your covered flesh. The warmth of his hands can be felt even through your shirt, which you now realize is being hiked up a tiny bit.
“Do not worry love, I won’t tease you for too long. I am close to my own breaking point before I desire to take you right here.” A loud gulp from your throat echo’s in the room. Pressing yourself to his chest, you reach your hand down to his trousers where his cock was bulging through the fabric. You brush your hand against his bulge and force a moan to escape him, but he quickly shuts himself up when he hears chatter near the door.
“Nnn we are going to have to be careful with our voices too.” Tech whispers in your ear as he gently bites the shell. “We can’t get caught in here in such a provocative way.”
“Then hurry up and fuck me Tech…I don’t think I can wait any longer now.” You hiss from his wild assaults, even with you being partially clothed, his hands make good work in making you feel hot.
Tech wastes no time in undressing your bottom half. Sliding your pants down after undoing the zipper and pulling your legs out of each leg hole and letting you toss off your panties until you were now standing bare from the waist down.
In a quick motion he effortlessly lifts you up into his arms and sets you down on top of the sink. You hiss from the cold porcelain nipping the skin of your thighs, but it’s quickly drowned out by Tech when he lunges forward to capture your lips in his again. Wanting to make quick of your steamy session, he spreads open your legs and reaches down to your soaking cunt, sliding two of his fingers over your slicked lips and then thrusting them deep into your opening.
“Ah– fuck Tech, you’re more pent up than I am…Ooohh!” You can barely keep the words coherent with his double assault. The second you let out another cry he kisses you again in an effort to keep you quiet. His tongue prodding your lips for purchase into your mouth, which you allow.
“Shh- lower your voice mesh’la, the walls are made of a perforated drywall, so the sound travels especially well here.” Tech states between heated kisses. All the while you’re trying to undo his pants, getting distracted with every curl of his fingers inside your tight canal. Your hips canter to his every move, trying to keep them pressed against that sweet spot.
“God, you’re so fucking hot when you talk about drywall.” You chime, Kissing along his earlobe and pulling him in closer with your free hand. Having a sense of humor in this position only spurs Tech’s banter with you.
“Well my dear, these dexterous fingers are penetrating deep inside your walls at this very moment.” The coy smirk he shows you flushes a deep moan to escape your lungs which he swallows immediately with a deep kiss.
You manage to finally get his pants loose enough he is able to wiggle them off. Now the next part was his boxers. Tech’s keeping your lips occupied with his own, leaving your hands to blindly fumble with the waistband, accidentally brushing against his erection which causes him to moan faintly into your mouth.
“Who was just telling who to be quiet? hmmm?“ You suck on Tech’s lip when he makes that musical sound, however he was quick to quiet himself enough to give you a scowl.
“Hmmmph you made your point my love, now where were we?” Tech slowly slides his fingers out, peering rather proudly at how slicked they were thanks to his miracle work.
Wiping them off on your lap, Tech takes over in undoing his boxers and allows his cock to spring free. You were never prepared for just how big your boyfriend was. Even now, you gulp with the hardened erection twitching against his stomach.
“Alright my dear, I do not think I can wait any longer now.” In a hushed voice Tech leans in and places another deep kiss to your lips where you eagerly slide your tongue deep into his mouth.
Using one hand to spread your legs, Tech grabs his cock with his other hand to guide you to your entrance, Letting him slide the tip up and down your slicked folds, huffing quietly into your mouth at how sensitive he was.
You grip his waist, bracing yourself for his massive size, feeling your own slick mix with the bit of pre-cum leaking from his tip helped, as well as his finger foreplay as he finally allows the tip to breach your warmth.
“HmmmmMMM” Your moan vibrates within both of your sealed lips, God he could leave it as just his tip and you would feel satisfied.
“Quiet Mesh’la, we-unf- can’t allow ourselves to get caught.” Tech presses his hand to your mouth, muffling the high pitched mewls as he sinks further into your heat. The sheer size of Tech’s cock is stretching you so nicely that you can’t hold back from making sounds.
“I-Ican’t Tech, you’re too big, f-fuck.” You can feel every inch of him squeezing into your tight walls. The press of his head right against your g-spot creates such delicious friction you let out a squeal.
“I appreciate you complimenting my well endowed features, but I insist you stay quiet. It would be bothersome if we were to be seen in such a manner of display.” He huffs softly, being better at controlling his volume while you make another wanton moan when he finally penetrates you until his balls make contact with your ass.
With you being vocal, it was the last straw for him, Tech looks down inside the to-go bag you brought into the bathroom and gets an idea on how to shut you up. As he’s buried fully within you, he reaches down into the bag and pulls out a fresh breadstick and without warning, shoves the warm and salty dough right into your mouth. Halting any other sounds you were pathetically trying to bite back.
You give him a look that resembles confusion and annoyance that he just did that.
Did he seriously just shove bread into your mouth?
“If you can’t keep quiet, this will have to do in replacement of a ball gag my dear.” He grabs your chin and has you look him directly in the eye. “Just remember to swallow when the salt makes your mouth drool.”
You chuckle at his choice of verbiage and he frowns at you still making noise. With your mouth currently occupied, Tech runs his hands along your hips, holding you in place as he pulls himself slowly and deliberately out of your slick pussy until he is only tip length in.
With a deep sigh and firm grip on your hips, Tech slams back into you, forcing a choked sob from deep inside your lungs. The bread perfectly dampens the sound, and all that Tech can see is the little bit of drool that is accumulating around the edge of your mouth.
“K-Kriff y/n, you’re so tight-” Tech breathy whispers, keeping a better volume control than you. “My cock puts that breadstick to shame doesn’t it dear?” Such crass words falling from Tech’s lips means he’s doubled down on getting you to cum as loudly and quickly as possible.
But you’re not letting him get away with teasing you. This was your idea after all.
You grin, or try your best attempt at grinning, and with Tech keeping a steady rhythm thrusting into you, you reach down and grab his balls with your hand. You can feel how hot and full they are, just ready to burst and fill you up.
Tech groans deeply when you give them a gentle squeeze, stuttering his movements before taking a deep breath, and thrusting harder and deeper into your warmth. His grip on your hips is hard enough to leave bruises. The cool porcelain of the sink is now hot to the touch from your constant shifting and heat emanating from your lower body.
“Keep that up Mesh’la and your legs will be so spent you’ll be bed ridden for the next week.” Tech is proving his point rather well. You can feel each powerful thrust hit you deep against your most sensitive spot, making your legs shake around his defined hips. The squeaks that are coming from you are not just from your mouth, but the loose hinges of the metal underneath you as Tech pounds the life out of you.
“Mfff Mffuuu” You try to let out a “says you” as you grasp his balls a bit tighter this time. Letting each one of your fingers dance and wiggle against the heavy sack. The change in pressure catches Tech off guard, his body hunching over yours and his hands now moving to grip at the edges of the sink.
“Careful dear, I can’t have you choke on something other than my cock, understand?” You roll your eyes at his cocky attitude, and just when you’re about to make another gesture at him, you whine when he takes his thumb and starts to gently rub your clit.
“I may not be able to get you to stay quiet, but I will not let you have the upper hand my love.” Tech growls low next to your ear before leaning his head down to nip at your collarbone. You squirm against the porcelain sink. The feeling of Tech rubbing faster and smaller circles against your clit, and pounding into your dripping pussy was becoming too much.
You could feel the immense pressure of your orgasm building in your belly. Tech feels close to his own climax as well. His balls feel more sensitive and hotter with each deliberate thrust into your clenching walls. The radiating heat of your insides, and the lustful and silky timbre of your moans echoing through your lungs, it’s too much for him to not notice how rigid his body was feeling from the build up.
The way your body begins to convulse on the sink, and the faster high pitched moans that were leaking from your lips; Tech doesn't need to hear you say it, he knows just from your own body language how close you are.
“Ahh yes dear, I am close too, be a good girl and cum for me…quietly.” Tech’s demand coupled with his continuing assault on your clit makes you jump and finally let the coil snap. Legs shaking violently as you can feel the rush of your orgasm flow through your body, your vision going white while your walls throb and clench around your man’s thickening shaft that continues to thrust erratically inside you.
You watch as Tech himself vibrates against your body, still grasping his balls you can feel them pulse as he finally thrusts one last time into you and spills himself deep inside your choked walls. Tech holds you close to him, allowing his cock to sink as deep as he could into your slick cunt, his body tensed and covered in sweat, you feel yourself being pulled off of the sink and into his warm weight.
Both of you are panting heavily, the bread inside your mouth is almost chewed through from your constant clenching of your jaw. Tech, while still inside of you, opens his mouth and chomps down on the other end of the breadstick, pulling it so the piece rips into two equal parts. You gaze with half-lidded eyes, eating in sync with him and finally reveling in the taste of the salty and soft dough.
“I am impressed that you did not just eat your way through this make-shift gag. The bread, though not a properly home cooked delicacy, is still quite appetizing after such strenuous activity.” Tech grabs a paper towel and wipes his and your mouth. Catching some of the drool that seeped down your chin.
“Yeah, well I figured if I did, you would stop fucking me, so I did what I had to.” You shrug, jumping off the sink you grab your clothes and begin to put on your pants when you hear a loud banging on the door.
“THIS IS MANAGEMENT. OPEN THE DOOR.” The volume of the manager through the door frame was so loud you almost keeled over from the bellowing.
You both give each other a shared concerned look, pretty much knowing what was waiting for you on the other side.
Tech slowly opens the door of the bathroom. And is immediately yanked from the door and pulled away like straight out of a horror movie. All you could hear was the stomping of feet, and the clanking of keys you suspect are for rooms that they shove unruly customers in. So…probably where you are going to be punished for life.
Unfortunately, you don’t have time to figure out the serial killer vibes of the manager, before you feel the same tug on your shirt and get violently yanked from the now sexless bathroom.
“GET OUT, NOW!” You and Tech are pushed from the back door of the restaurant. Still trying to zip up your pants and button up your shirt when you hear the manager scream at the top of his lungs.
“YOU ARE BOTH BANNED FROM THIS ESTABLISHMENT, DO NOT EVER COME BACK!”
You wince at the loud decibel, and watch the manager slam the door shut. You stand up fully and wipe off the dirt from your pants.
“All in all, that could have gone, much worse.” Tech states, helping to get the rest of the dirt off your back. He grabs the small bag of leftover food that was chucked along with you and walks towards the van.
“We just got banned for life from Olive Garden Tech, how could it possibly be worse?” You fume, visibly upset that now you both could never enjoy the overly saturated and salty food of a fake Italian chain.
As if on cue Tech reaches in the bag and shoves another breadstick in your mouth, again, catching you off guard.
“Well, at least you’re not hungry anymore.”
Tagging a few people who might be interested and also were a part of the original conversation: @clone-whore-99 @tech-aficionado @neon-junkie @scarlettrose9901 @ashotofspotchka @temple-elder
Just a random fun fact about Aster: the last name they use is Phós. This is solely because, added to their first name, it makes their name translate from Greek as ‘starlight’ and I think that’s awesome.
This is either the best or the worst idea I’ve ever had
Didn't see that one coming now did they-
Matt Murdock + love at first sight?
boy do I have some news for you
lord have mercy
I love the contradiction of Overblot Malleus's beliefs. He believes that we need to be surrounded by "happiness" so that we could enjoy our life and not be sad. He accomplishes this by crafting a world where our struggles is non existent and we're able to get what we want (dreams) easily. What he does feels like he's pampering us. But at the same time, "being pampered" is also the thing that Malleus finds icky.
translation by cymr and kimiko ch
Having the chores be completed after him, everything cleaned up and provided before him, without Malleus trying any of those chores (even though he's capable of doing so and is eager to learn) which is why he finds it "annoying" when others complete it just because they want to treat him like a royal prince.
The act of cleaning after him feels similar to what Overblot Malleus' is doing, he's providing us a cleaned up world (a world without pain/struggle) so we don't have to do any chores (like experiencing sadness), just because Malleus considers us the people that he needs to protect and provide to.
Maybe(?) Overblot Malleus does this "blessing", because he believes "the people are weak so they deserve an easier life".
Its like... this "pampering" that Malleus dislikes and his vision of "what life should be", is a contradiction.
Both Malleus and the people, in these situations, are capable of overcoming struggles or learning curves in a difficult task, so there is "no need for an easier route/seamless happy life" because struggles and having autonomy are important.
I guess this is also a nice trait that Malleus really reflects upon his upbringing?? XD
So, essentially, Normal Malleus hates being pampered with, just because he's a royalty (even though he's capable of being independent and can learn through the struggle). This thing that Normal Malleus hates, is also the behavior that Overblot Malleus is promoting.
So it's like Overblot Malleus doesn't see that he would also Dislike it if someone where to trap him in a "room"(dreamworld) where everything is just done for him, just because they have this predetermined assumption that Malleus shouldn't struggle because he's a prince. lol
STYX should just contact us Diasomnia stans if they want to treat the option of “just talking it out with overblot Malleus” more seriously, we'll refute that fae's every hypothesis TRUSTTTT while this organization was busy analysing his magic we were busy analyzing his psyche XD 🤣
Hot Rod Herbie
© Danny Z
The Optimus prime a design!!
Nowadays, people just don’t know how to go on a normal date.
On another note, I don’t know if this was just me but, when Ranboo joined again did anyone else hear:
“I heard that you were talking shit and didn’t think that I would hear it”
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Just me?
(I’ll see myself out, sorry!)
Grillby is so HOT ;D
The bar is on fire.
It was interesting :D
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qKerF6Mg0iA
alternative monster falls idea .......twin ghosts
trodde verkligen tumblr skulle älska supernatural
for no reason whatsoever I decided to redraw the comic that started them all XD
(so yes this is mewtwo, not Newtwo. OG comic was posted back in october of 2019)
me: the perfect mafia movie doesn't exis—
goncharov (1973):
i appreciate the deadhand dedication
:3
Fruit of love 🍒🍌🍇🍐🫐