shiningdragonair
alliaofrph:


I save a helpful links so I think “ow,i should made a masterlist”. I only found the link from my bookmarks.
**maybe i renew/add a new link that i found

WRITING HELP/CHARACTER
writing a bitchy character (1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10)
writing a cocky character (1,2,3,4)
writing a emotion character (1,2)
How to play a hippie
Playing the quiet character.
Portraying the shopaholic.
Portraying a mute character.
Portraying a kleptomaniac.
How to play the stalker.
Writing distant, indifferent characters.
How to write a character who stutters.
Writing a character who is sassy.
A guide to playing a southern character.
Portraying characters with crushes.
How to portray a teen mom.
How to play a character who is mean.
How to portray a character high on cocaine.
Writing a character who is high on amphetamines.
Playing an efficient male character.
Portraying the asshole.
Playing a character who suffers from shyness.
How to play a mentally ill/insane character.
Writing a character who self-harms.
Writing a happy character.
Writing a character who suffers from night terrors.
Writing a character with paranoid personality disorder.
How to play a victim of rape.
How to RP a blind character.
Writing a leader.
Writing a character with Dissociative Identity Disorder.
Writing a character with depression.
Writing a character who is homosexual.
Writing a character with schizophrenia.
Playing a fe/male character.
Writing a character with Nymphomania.
How to write a worry wart.
How to write a character with HPD.
How to write a bad ass character.
Playing a pansexual.
Tips on writing a drug addict.
Tips on writing the pregnant female.
Writing insane characters.
Playing a character under the influence of marijuana.
Portraying a character with diabetes.
How to play a prankster.
Playing a character who has been adopted.
Portraying a vampire.
Playing a character with an eating disorder.
Portraying a character who is anti-social.
Portraying a character who is depressed.
How to portray someone with dyslexia.
How to portray a character with bipolar disorder.
Portraying a character with severe depression.
How to play a serial killer.
Writing a tomboy.
Playing a pyromaniac.
How to write a mute character.
How to write a character with an OCD.
How to play a stoner.
How to write an asexual character.
How to play a bitchy/vicious character.
How to play a character with HPD.
Playing a pregnant woman.
Playing the burn-out.
Writing a “nice” character.
How to play a gentleman.
How to play a shy/introvert character.
How to play a naive character.
Playing characters with memory loss.
How to write a character who smokes.
How to write pirates.
How to write characters with PTSD.
How to play a character who isn’t ready for sex.
How to play the geek.
Playing the manipulative character.
Portraying a character with borderline personality disorder.
Playing a character with Orthorexia Nervosa.
Writing a character who lost someone important.
Playing the bullies.
Portraying the drug dealer.
Playing a rebellious character.
How to portray a sociopath.
How to play a swimmer.
Portraying a ballerina.
Playing a promiscuous male.
Playing a character with cancer.
How to portray a bubbly character.
How to portray a power driven character.
How to portray the shy character.
Playing a character under the influence of drugs.
Playing a character who struggles with Bulimia.
Portraying a hippie.
Portraying sexually/emotionally abused characters.
Playing a character with asthma.
Portraying characters who have secrets.
Portraying a recovering alcoholic.
Portraying a sex addict.
How to play someone creepy.
Portraying a foreigner.
Portraying an emotionally detatched character.
How to play a character with social anxiety.
Portraying a character who is high.
How to play a strong, female character.
Writing a character with a hangover.
Playing angry characters.
Playing a character who is smarter than you.
Playing and writing autistic characters.
Portraying a trans character.
How to portray a dominant character.
Playing a character who is faking a disorder.
Playing a prisoner.
Playing the opposite sex.
Portraying a character who has PTSD.
Playing a character who stutters.
Portraying characters with Aspergers Syndrome.
How to play a depressed character who selfharms.
Portraying the “dumb” character.
How to portray a lesbian.
How to play a blind character.
How to play a sexual assault victim.
Writing a compulsive gambler.
Writing a closeted character.
Playing a werewolf.
Writing a character with an addiction to sex.
Writing a character who is drunk.
Portraying a character who is British.
Playing a Brit.
Portraying a character with amnesia.
Playing heroes.
Portraying a witty character.
How to play an INTJ.
How to play a vampire.
How to play a character who is manipulative.
Portraying the natural born leader.
Portraying the character who is flirtatious.
Writing a nice character.
How to portray a character who has asthma.
Playing a character with ADHD.
Writing characters with anxiety.
Amnesia
Children
A Death Scene
Loosing Someone (2)
Old Persons
Physical Injuries (2, 3)
Sexual Abuse (2)
Fight Scenes (2, 3, 4)
Horror
Torture
How to Describe the Body Shape of Female Characters
Character Apperance Help
Words to Describe Voice
Body Language Cheat Sheet
Character Development Exercises
101 Character Development Questions
Art of Character Development
Introducing Characters
Characters You Need to Reinvent
Making Characters Likeable
Heros and Villains
Describing Clothing
Understanding Body Language
100 Positive Traits
Mental Illness in Writing
Conflicts and Characters
JOBS/HOBBIES
Actors
Ballet Dancer (2)
Christianity
Foreigners
Gamblers
Hinduism
Hitmen
Satanism
Smokers
Stoners
Taoism
Journalists
Vegetarians
LOCATIONS
Australia
Boston
California (2, 3)
England/Britain (2, 3, 4, 5)
New York
Prison
London
The South (2)
GENDERS
Females (2)
Males (2)
Transgender People
NAMES
Female Names (2, 3, 4, 5)
Male Names (2, 3, 4, 5) 
Last Names  (2, 3, 4)
QUOTES
Song Lyrics Masterlist
Songs for Biographies
Favorite Quotes: TV and Movies
Favorite Quotes: Notable Authors
Favorite Quotes: Celebrities
Favorite Quotes: Popular Books (2)
Quotes From Songs
Character Quotes
Masterlist of Bio Lyrics
Masterlist of Bio Quotes
Masterlist of Song Lyrics
Biography Lyrics
A Masterlist of Quotes
+130 Quotes
SMUT
Smut Guide: Casual Sex
Smut Guide: For Beginners
How to: Write a First Time Sex Scene Romantically
How to: Smut - The Bare Bones
How to: Smut (For Virgins)
How to: Write Lesbian Smut
How to: Write Smut (2, 3)
How to: Write a Blowjob/Prepping for Smut
Smut Guides of Tumblr
Tips on Writing Sex Scenes
A Guide to Language in Smut
Domination and Submission
Making Love
A Smut Guide
KISSES
How to: Write a Kiss (2)
Different Types of Kisses
Writing Out the First Kiss
GRAMMAR
Placement of Speech Tags
Grammar and Spelling
Grammar Slammer!
American vs. British Grammar
HyperGrammar
Grammar Girl
Punctuating Dialogue
How to Use the Semicolon
Introduction to the Basic Rules of Punctuation
Comma 101
All About Dialouge
11 Grammar Tips
Comma Usage
Correct Use of Apostrophe
Proofreading
Transition Words
40+ Tips to Improve your Grammar and Punctuation
Better Writing: Grammar & Spelling
Semicolons and Colons
Underlining and Italicizing
Dashes and Parentheses
Hyphens
Apostrophes
The Ellipsis
List of 1000+ Adjectives
ART
painting tutorial
colour palette (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6)
drawing clothe folding
avoiding drawing the same face
draw ice
anatomy help
free drawing program (1) (2)
sai brushes (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8)
draw hair
drawing ref
dont know what to draw?
draw 3D room tut
drawing eyes
lip tutorial
how to draw jeans
how to draw arms
expression tutorial
drawing hair and fur
drawing cats
pose reference blog [its actually a blog full of references i-]
download photoshop
paint blood
color blender
draw hands
hands 2
photoshop help (1) (2) (3) (4) (5)
remove backgrounds from images online
clouds
brush setting ref (SAI)
kissing ref 
how to draw curls
realistic woman body ref
draw knees
draw feet
shadow help
male body
lips ref
contouring and highlighting
draw wings
change images using blur (PS)
gray
hat ref
glowing stuff
pastel colors
draw grass
eyeliner ref
Painting tutorial
Female/male arms
Kneeling + Sitting ref
Dragon head view tutorial
SAI brushes 86786
Drawing expressions
Sai Brushes 1
NGE colour palette 1
100+ colour palletes
Avoiding same face
Face contours/highlighting 
free art MyPaint
Body anatomy help 1
How to shift images using blur in PS
Drawing clothe folding
How to draw ice
Colour palette 1
Colour palette 2
SAI brush settings 2
SAI/PS pixel brushes
Warm/Cool gray
Flower crown tutorial
Skin colour palette
Pink colour sheet
How to draw butts&thighs
The male torso
Drawing glowing stuff in SAI
Drawing horse/animal legs on humans
Drawing clouds
Muscular male with bow stock photos
Pastel colours
Drawing grass fields in SAI
Expressions&Legs
All about the human body
20+ colour palettes 
Colour conversion
Kissing ref
Creature design 
Colour meanings
Creating expression
Tutorial masterpost (100+)
Lineart
Canine
How to colour
Pose studies
Feline comparisons
How to draw penis
Leaf pressing
100+ anatomy references 
How to draw folds
SAI brushes 3
Sitting poses
Colour palette 4
Cloud painting
How to draw 3D rooms
Colour info
Colouring ref
Hair tutorial
Clothing ref
Bodies and poses
SAI brushes 5
Colour scheme designer
Folding ref
Heads&Angles 
Paint tool SAI masterpost
Drawing ref masterpost (10+)
Hair+Fur
How to draw faces
SAI brushes 4
Anatomy of mutant humans
What should I draw?
Free art software
pastel colour ref
Mass art ref
Soft SAI brushes
ways to draw stuff
SAI brush settings
baseball cap ref
Penis ref
Drawing human wings
Cool free art software
Huge art ref
Colour blender
2 SAI brushes
Photoshop for free 
MAKEUP
eyeliner
how to apply blush
how to draw eyebrows
ombre eyeliner
lipstick trick
the kitty eye ^.^
nude lips
smokey eye make up
what you need to know about beauty
5 of the best foundations 
best powder foundations
quick foundation tip
how to apply liquid foundation
breaking it down
makeup highlights tutorial
blush for your skin tone
how to apply bronzer
how to contour your face
apply blush like a pro
blush according to your face shape
d.i.y. gel liner
get the perfect winged liner
get winged liner using tape
awesome eyeliner tricks
9 different eyeliner looks
different eyeliner styles
guide to applying eyeshadow
suit your eyeshadow to your eyes
glittery smoky eye
get the perfect smoky eye
a shade for every occasion
kool-aid lip stain
best lipsticks for blondes
hot red lips
how to get gradient lips
lipstick shades for fall
how to make any lipstick look matte
get soft kissable lips
long lasting makeup tricks
victoria’s secret model tips
saving face
beginner’s guide
when will it expire?
10 makeup tips from mac
best tips from professionals
18 beauty essentials
basics you should own
make-up brush tutorial 
brush tricks
clean your makeup brushes
make-up brush guide
make up hacks
easy make up tips
BODY CARE
the runaway to gorgeous skin
winter dryness
acne foundation routine
wash your face correctly
how to wash your face 101
HAIR
messy bun tutorial
different ways to braid
three-braid updo
waterfall braid
how to fishtail
romantic curls
braid + bun updo
how to do pastel hair
8 ways to wear a bow
4-strand braid
braided bun
braided headband
dutch braid crown
pin curls!
how to contour
everyday makeup routine
lipstick using crayons
eyeliner ref wow
filling in eyebrows
banana facial mask (moisturizes)
strawberry facial mask (acne prone skin)
avocado facial mask (dry skin)
yogurt facial mask (sensitive skin)
list of oils to add to your face masks
already made masterpost :*
OTHER
sleep calculator
survive nature
rain
tumblr music
calming rain
need a hug?
like the sound of a coffee shop?
can’t remember the name of a song?
the thoughts room
how to love yourself
upload anything from your iPhone etc. to your laptop
learn another language
make HUGE unpoppable bubbles
play some piano
draw a stick man and watch the story!
thousands of stars (you can zoom in/out and learn about them)
check if a username is taken (any site! twitter/tumblr, etc)
draws stuff as you move your curser
tell your thoughts to no one
play with cob web
make music with balloons
learn to play the guitar
learn to build a ship in a bottle
learn origami
learn some yoyo tricks
make your own stuffed animals
how to decorate iphone cases
make a candle
important things you should remember
how to kill your anxiety
how to help someone with their anxiety
look for literally any book you want (free)
waterproof your shoes
know what your emotion is
how to love yourself
ultimate writers resources masterpost
learn how to make punk edits without photoshop
dont know what to read?
learn a new habit 
how to answer the top 35 asked questions when applying for a job
want to draw?
The quiet place
MOVIES
Giant Movie masterpost
Disney movies masterpost
Superhero movies masterpost
Movies for when you’re sick
Scary movies masterpost
Tumblr dedicated to finding movie links
When to pee during a movie

alliaofrph:

I save a helpful links so I think “ow,i should made a masterlist”. I only found the link from my bookmarks.

**maybe i renew/add a new link that i found

WRITING HELP/CHARACTER

JOBS/HOBBIES

LOCATIONS

GENDERS

NAMES

QUOTES

SMUT

KISSES

GRAMMAR

ART

MAKEUP

BODY CARE

HAIR

OTHER

MOVIES

daftalchemist
raideo:

So this happened because apparently I can’t stop drawing porn.  Shh, I know this would never happen but I wanted to draw it anyway because fuck the rules LOL
It’s “sexually experiment with your creepy Desert Bluffs double” Day!!
Bonus boyfriend reactions:

LOL Cecil is like “I don’t know whether I’m furious or irreversibly turned on or both.  Probably both.”
and then Kevin is just “YAY!”

raideo:

So this happened because apparently I can’t stop drawing porn.  Shh, I know this would never happen but I wanted to draw it anyway because fuck the rules LOL

It’s “sexually experiment with your creepy Desert Bluffs double” Day!!

Bonus boyfriend reactions:

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LOL Cecil is like “I don’t know whether I’m furious or irreversibly turned on or both.  Probably both.”

and then Kevin is just “YAY!

aperplexingpuzzle
aperplexingpuzzle:

Drink to Forget by aperplexingpuzzle
The waterless waterfront of Night Vale might not have existed, but it was still the perfect place to watch fireworks.Not that Carlos was in the mood to watch fireworks, or celebrate, or do anything at all, but it very seldom mattered what he was in the mood for these days. It was mandated that citizens watch the fireworks, and it was mandated that they smile, and it was mandated that they be happy, and if Carlos could only manage one out of the three tonight… well, at least it was the one most easily measured by StrexCorp executives.As increasingly powerless as she was, the Night Vale mayor had announced her own rule for the night: drink to forget. That one, Carlos could happily comply with. He’d done very little else since that day three months back when everything changed.Those three months had exacted a toll on him more suited to three years’ worth of time. Carlos’ normally clean-shaven face was scruffy and unkempt, and unfamiliar lines of worry had painted their way across his forehead. His long, slightly-greasy hair was badly in need of a cut, as well, but he could imagine Cecil’s reaction to this with all-too-horrifying clarity. His boyfriend’s face would spasm, the mutilated corners of his lips raising subconsciously, and those horribly blank eyes would close and open three times in quick succession before his inevitable pronouncement: “How wonderful!”Carlos shuddered, and took a long swig.“Beautiful, aren’t they?” chirped a dreamy, high-pitched voice from beside him as a particularly vivid firework bloomed across the sky. Carlos grunted noncommittally in response. Were they? Maybe they had been, once upon a time. Carlos had vague memories of watching fireworks shows with his family as a child, laughing and enjoying the bright lights and sulfurous smell. He hadn’t talked to his parents in… years now. He wondered if they missed him. He wondered what they’d say if he ever went back.Don’t think about it, Carlos thought roughly, resisting the urge to scratch at the black brand adorning the back of his hand. It was too late to leave now. Much too late.“You know, I have no idea what makes fireworks spark and bang like that!” Cecil continued, sounding mildly curious now. Still high-pitched. Still wrong. “What do you think, Carlos? Maybe God?”“G—?!” Carlos bit back an incredulous retort. “No, Cecil,” he sighed. “It… it has to do with chemistry.”“Ah, science,” Cecil said, nodding sagely. “I should have known.” There was a long pause, during which Carlos pretended not to notice the way Cecil’s hand clung, trembling, to his shoulder. “Beautiful,” Cecil repeated.No, it was much too late to leave. Maybe it had been too late from the moment Carlos had fallen, bloody and panicking, into an impossibly small city with impossibly small occupants, and realized as he fell that there was only one voice in the world he wanted to hear, one face he wanted to see. Maybe it had been too late the moment that inquiring voice had come over the radio, and said his hair was perfect. Maybe it had been too late the moment he entered Night Vale.His bottle of beer tipped from numb fingers, and suddenly he couldn’t breathe. There was something pressing, tightening on his chest, and it was all too much. Viciously, he fought to contain himself, because as soon as someone noticed, there would be questions, and pills, and everything would be happy happy happy like it was for Cecil and oh God, maybe it was better that way…Carlos’ eyes bulged open, looking for something, anything to distract himself from that line of thought, and his gaze fell on two checkered shoes. Just that. Two checkered shoes, attached to the feet of the man sitting beside him.He paused, stunned, and his panic came to a crashing halt. Cecil, who had once worn any crazy thing he could get his hands on without a care for how they went together, now stuck to a fiercely regimented wardrobe. Collared shirt, fully buttoned, sleeves rolled down. Solid-colored tie. Slacks. Brown loafers. Holidays, weekdays, weekends, it was always the same thing. But now he was wearing checkered shoes.“Is something the matter?” Cecil asked, in a tone that was either too cheerful to be concerned, or maybe too concerned to be cheery.Carlos hesitated, sure he was reading too much into this, possibly grasping at straws.“…Your shoes”Cecil followed his gaze for a moment, then returned it with solemn white eyes that belied his rictus grin.“Happy New Year’s,” Cecil whispered, and for just that moment his voice was a low hum, still sonorous and beautiful, still the only voice in the world Carlos wanted to hear.“Happy New Year’s,” Carlos whispered back, A thought occurred to him—a slightly irrational thought, to be sure, but he clung to it nonetheless.Maybe it’s not too late after all…

aperplexingpuzzle:

Drink to Forget by aperplexingpuzzle

The waterless waterfront of Night Vale might not have existed, but it was still the perfect place to watch fireworks.

Not that Carlos was in the mood to watch fireworks, or celebrate, or do anything at all, but it very seldom mattered what he was in the mood for these days. It was mandated that citizens watch the fireworks, and it was mandated that they smile, and it was mandated that they be happy, and if Carlos could only manage one out of the three tonight… well, at least it was the one most easily measured by StrexCorp executives.

As increasingly powerless as she was, the Night Vale mayor had announced her own rule for the night: drink to forget. That one, Carlos could happily comply with. He’d done very little else since that day three months back when everything changed.

Those three months had exacted a toll on him more suited to three years’ worth of time. Carlos’ normally clean-shaven face was scruffy and unkempt, and unfamiliar lines of worry had painted their way across his forehead. His long, slightly-greasy hair was badly in need of a cut, as well, but he could imagine Cecil’s reaction to this with all-too-horrifying clarity. His boyfriend’s face would spasm, the mutilated corners of his lips raising subconsciously, and those horribly blank eyes would close and open three times in quick succession before his inevitable pronouncement: “How wonderful!”

Carlos shuddered, and took a long swig.

“Beautiful, aren’t they?” chirped a dreamy, high-pitched voice from beside him as a particularly vivid firework bloomed across the sky. Carlos grunted noncommittally in response. Were they? Maybe they had been, once upon a time. Carlos had vague memories of watching fireworks shows with his family as a child, laughing and enjoying the bright lights and sulfurous smell. He hadn’t talked to his parents in… years now. He wondered if they missed him. He wondered what they’d say if he ever went back.

Don’t think about it, Carlos thought roughly, resisting the urge to scratch at the black brand adorning the back of his hand. It was too late to leave now. Much too late.

“You know, I have no idea what makes fireworks spark and bang like that!” Cecil continued, sounding mildly curious now. Still high-pitched. Still wrong. “What do you think, Carlos? Maybe God?”

“G—?!” Carlos bit back an incredulous retort. “No, Cecil,” he sighed. “It… it has to do with chemistry.”

“Ah, science,” Cecil said, nodding sagely. “I should have known.” There was a long pause, during which Carlos pretended not to notice the way Cecil’s hand clung, trembling, to his shoulder. “Beautiful,” Cecil repeated.

No, it was much too late to leave. Maybe it had been too late from the moment Carlos had fallen, bloody and panicking, into an impossibly small city with impossibly small occupants, and realized as he fell that there was only one voice in the world he wanted to hear, one face he wanted to see. Maybe it had been too late the moment that inquiring voice had come over the radio, and said his hair was perfect. Maybe it had been too late the moment he entered Night Vale.

His bottle of beer tipped from numb fingers, and suddenly he couldn’t breathe. There was something pressing, tightening on his chest, and it was all too much. Viciously, he fought to contain himself, because as soon as someone noticed, there would be questions, and pills, and everything would be happy happy happy like it was for Cecil and oh God, maybe it was better that way…

Carlos’ eyes bulged open, looking for something, anything to distract himself from that line of thought, and his gaze fell on two checkered shoes. Just that. Two checkered shoes, attached to the feet of the man sitting beside him.

He paused, stunned, and his panic came to a crashing halt. Cecil, who had once worn any crazy thing he could get his hands on without a care for how they went together, now stuck to a fiercely regimented wardrobe. Collared shirt, fully buttoned, sleeves rolled down. Solid-colored tie. Slacks. Brown loafers. Holidays, weekdays, weekends, it was always the same thing. But now he was wearing checkered shoes.

“Is something the matter?” Cecil asked, in a tone that was either too cheerful to be concerned, or maybe too concerned to be cheery.

Carlos hesitated, sure he was reading too much into this, possibly grasping at straws.

“…Your shoes”

Cecil followed his gaze for a moment, then returned it with solemn white eyes that belied his rictus grin.

“Happy New Year’s,” Cecil whispered, and for just that moment his voice was a low hum, still sonorous and beautiful, still the only voice in the world Carlos wanted to hear.

“Happy New Year’s,” Carlos whispered back,

A thought occurred to him—a slightly irrational thought, to be sure, but he clung to it nonetheless.

Maybe it’s not too late after all…

meveret

meveret:

videntefernandez:

I think that, while Cecil gestures with his hands a lot, Kevin is fidgety with them. Also this is Diego’s real height, he’s a bit shorter than Kevin.

Endless toil. No sleep for days, as if he needed any. An empire to rule back at home. His newest prospect of Night Vale wriggling in his grip. Reports flooded in. As head scientist he looked over them all, stifling or granting resources when necessary. The new design of helicopters with improved shielding. Heavier casing, less fuel efficacy. Rubbish. He picked up the next. The captured angels have managed to phase through their cell barriers. Suggested quick fixes, energy measurements, applying an opposite field.

A light knock on the door. Diego didn’t look up, busy sneering at the incompetence in his hands. Even when a head poked in he continued to flip through folder after folder. Every decision needed his grace of the pen. Foot steps now, slow in their worry, approached the large, circular desk. He jotted down notes, words to be followed through with out error. For once, a promising study in his hands. Drug introduction, new formula. Test subject data. Good. His dark eyes followed the top of the page, halted by a drop of fresh blood from above. A glare shot up.

"Hey Diego."

Kevin stood before the desk, posture slumped. Blood stained down his shirt and tie with some on his face. A productive morning to be sure. He knew interrupting his boyfriend at work was grounds for a punishment yet he risked it. 

"I hope you don’t mind." Even under a stare that would melt more men, Kevin blushed. His beautiful, perfect Diego. "I came to visit on my break."

"Break? You don’t get a break."

Diego continued writing, eyes returning to his work. Above, hands fidgeted together.

"No. No I don’t." Despite the cold welcome, Kevin still spoke in a cheery tone. "This is the once a week Strex mandated time workers get to go outside for an hour."

"Ah. Yes."

Kevin’s smile faded. Almost a month had passed and his lover had not even kissed him in all that time. He fumbled his hands more, trying to find something to say.

"Want to maybe get some coffee for a bit?"

"No."

"Ok, then, what about tomorrow?"

"No."

The single word stung. Kevin remained silent as more of his clinging gore dripped onto the desk. A growl.

"Kevin! Can’t you see I’m working?" Diego rose to stare daggers into him, shorter height appearing larger as Kevin cowered. "Why did you even come?"

The normally happy radio host flinched from the tone. “I don’t know. I just wanted to see you.” He avoided eye contact.

"Now is not the time. We can see each other later."

"Does that mean you’ll be free tonight?"

A long sigh, Diego bringing a hand to his forehead.

"No, as I said before, there’s still a lot I need to do!"

Kevin squirmed, managing to meet his boyfriend’s glare.

"You’re spending another night in the laboratory?" A frown instead of a grin, enraging Diego further to have to see it. "You’re so busy all the time, you barely ever come home any more!"

Anger built. Sometimes he wished could fire his own boyfriend over such foolishness. He balled his fists, not about to listen to such guilting. A hand shot out with an accusing finger.

"Look who’s talking, Mr. ‘My show in on 24/7!’"

Kevin visibly shrank. “I, I thought hard work turned you on.”

"It does!!"

The head scientist found himself breathing hard in more than just rage. His Kevin had wasted his only break to come see him. The simpering darling had been missing him all this time, in pain. Yet he worked on, ever patient. Arms reached out, gripping a blood stained collar, pulling the wearer over the desk into hungry lips.

"D, Diego!"

Kevin mumbled as a tongue violated him. Days with out even a touch. That cologne, the scent of his lover barring down on him. He closed his eyes, letting his own lust take over. Diego felt his kiss returned in full as sharp teeth threatened to tear his lips off. Far too many nights in the lab. Fingers around the tie with the other set clawing in to a back, keeping them together even amid blood and pain. So delicious. He allowed his Kevin to breathe before suckling along the neck, biting down hard.

"Hnnn."

Kevin gripped his lover’s back, bringing his legs around to wrap up Diego. Already hard, already so hard. They kissed again, both flushed and starving for air. Faces close as Kevin leaned down to worship with his tongue. The intercom buzzed, Diego holding down the button.

"Something important has come up!" He barked out an order while his lover licked over his chin and neck, panting. "No calls! No interruptions!"

He turned back, snatching Kevin up by the neck as his lips kissed just above the third eye.

"Yes, sir. No interruptions."

Diego fell back into his chair with Kevin forcing himself upon him. Such need. Yet so obedient. His lover took only another hard kiss before resting his head on Diego’s chest, waiting for further instructions. The scientist grinned, licking blood from his lips.

In a rush, Kevin was dragged off his feet and slammed against the window. Thick glass, tinted from the outside. No one would see. As if it mattered. Eager fingers ripped off buttons, tearing away a belt. Kevin remained still, one hand around his neck as his pants were jerked away followed by the boxers. Whatever Diego wanted, he received. Suit still neat, he undid himself, holding his erection. Arms reached down, hauling Kevin off his feet and pinning him. His legs naturally wrapped again, exposing himself for Diego to ravage. Hot breath against his neck as he felt his lover position himself. No lube, no prep. Beautiful pain, a thoughtful gift he was more than happy to receive.

Diego forced himself in, grunting as nails dug into his back through the suit. Even with the weight in his arms he easily started a rhythm. The pair rocked up and down as he pushed in further. So tight, always willing. How had he gone without for so long. His teeth found a supple shoulder and he bit down hard, wanting blood. The entire body tensed around his cock in reaction. Kevin jerked his head back, shouting from each thrust against the glass.

"Di! Diego! DIEGO!"

The office filled with frantic cries and heavy breathing. Diego continued up the neck, coaxing Kevin’s head down to share desperate kisses and he fucked on. He could feel his darling tremble and could only smile. Kevin did as well, whimpering between broken please for more.

Neither heard the door click open.

"Sir? There’s new development on the, the…"

Wide eyes stared, meeting a gun barrel. Still holding up Kevin, Diego pulled out his side arm, scowling with teeth bared. The resulting shot caused the fool to clutch his chest, collapsing. The fucking continued amid dying groans. Kevin felt the gun trailed over his lips and obeyed. Tongue took in the barrel, tasting fresh gunpowder. So difficult to keep the trigger finger steady. Best stay still, dearest. Tears in Kevin’s eyes as he sobbed in pain and bliss all for his lover. Diego slowed his pace. The sight of that mouth tending to his gun, desperate. A hard exhaled, Diego thrusting in a final time before climax. Eyes rolled back and he leaned forward, letting Kevin fall to the floor.

"Diego…"

A weak call, all in gratitude. Diego stood tall, pulling up his pants. Around a leg, his Kevin clung, petting along the silk. He looked down, panting as he straightened his suit.

"Finish yourself."

Unable to stand, Kevin groveled at his lover’s feet. A trembling hand jerked over hard need all while eyes stared up. Diego offered a hand, granting a hold amid whimpers and moans. Fingers entwined his, squeezing. Chest heaving, Kevin brought himself to release, body spent. The hand dragged him up.

"Your break is almost over." Diego returned Kevin’s pants. "You best be getting back."

Kevin stumbled, struggling to redress. Once finished he felt arms around him.

"Work hard." A kiss, gentle. "I’ll see you tonight."

The smile returned, never to turn to a frown for the rest of the day. Diego stretched, cracking his back. Sitting back at the desk again he returned to exact line in the report where he had left off. 

videntefernandez

videntefernandez:

meveret:

videntefernandez:

"I’m going to turn you into a proper radio host.”

"Did you enjoy your trip? Sorry the crate was so small. We do pride ourselves in efficiency."

Cecil sat against a chair, wrists bound. Bruises stung from being dragged up stairs and into a blank room. Even before hearing the voice he knew long before of the vile monster that had won lot 37. Strex agents accosted him as he left the station. A feeble attempt to resist before all turned to darkness and pain. He felt a hand on his shoulder, looking down to see gold rings.

"I hope you like your collar. I made it especially for you."

Hot breath and a cruel grin. Cecil swallowed hard, seeing the visage of his perfect scientist twisted with hallow, black eyes meeting his. Disgusted, he jerked away from the grip.

"Don’t touch me!"

The last word barely left his lips when a shock jolted from the collar to crawl down his spine. Cecil clutched the horrid thing, begging for the agony to stop. Ten unbearable seconds later he found himself hunched over afraid to move.

"See, I knew you’d love it." Diego leaned around his new property. "Your voice is an important commodity for StrexCorp now. Wouldn’t want you saying anything unapproved."

Cecil trembled, still feeling the raw sting on his neck. Even if the bastard was lying, he dare not risk another word. But he could still fight. Legs free, He kicked away, aiming a blow at his new owner. The chair was knocked to the floor as he joined it. Violent shocks pulsed before crackling to a constant torture. Cecil rolled on the ground screaming with all force clawing at his throat. It was only after the flick of a remote did the electricity cease. Diego gave a chuckle.

"If you want me to take it off the lowest setting, then by all means keep amusing me."

Strong hands dragged Cecil to his feet, returning him to the chair to sit defeated. A gun was brought out, sleek with gold plating. And fully loaded. The barrel traced along Cecil’s arm up to the neck with Diego reveling in how muscles tensed. Those eyes hovered closer, same ruthless smile underneath.

"I’m going to turn you into a proper radio host." Diego’s hand on his new pet’s shoulder gripped harder. He whispered now, loving the sight of metal against Cecil’s neck. "Just like my darling Kevin."  

The gun glided down over the chest and lower. Cecil shut his eyes as another pair coveted his form.

"Let’s see just how similar you are to him."

Nngh why is this so hot

pyjamazombie

pyjamazombie:

Have a whole bunch of porn-sketches I did on a trainride to visit a lovely friend & back.
I really have no shame drawing porn in public. Altho when 2 nice old ladies in the opposide seats asked me what I was drawing I closed my sketchbook and smiled awkwardly. XD

1st Carlos having fun with Cecils tentacles. Oooor the other way around. You can never tell!

2nd is Carlos having tentacles for once. And after panicking and screaming in confusion he was finally calmed down by Cecil who promplty offered him to show the positive and useful things you can do with them…

Others: hopefully don’t need an explaination. Otherwise I am a horrible artist. *durr*

Maybe I will color some of them properly but… meh. Time is rare if clocks try to bite you.

Enjoy the porn~! <3

(All drawn with ballpointpen in my tardis-notebook. Excuse the lins and roughness.)