#NOSE!!!!!!! 💞💗💖💕💘💝

[jkvjimin]

(128/∞) the perfect nose for butterflies to land on it ♡

[tohrus]

im the cutest ♡ʕ”̮ॽु⋆⁺₊⋆ ♡̷̷̷

[sixeyesonathiel]

omg hello I read ur free throws and figure drawings one shot and im still so in love w how u characterized him can we please get a pt 2 or sum headcannons ate athy 🥰🥰💗💓💝💘💞💕💖

AWWW THANK YOU SO MUCH ANON. yall have no idea how heartwarming it is to be complimented over my characterization of satoru <3 part 2 is highly possible someday!! but here's some FTAFD satoru headcanons for the mean time 😼🩷

highly recommend to read free throws & figure drawings first before reading this for the best experience <3

satoru isn’t just your multi-purpose muse & boyfriend. he is also your personal cheerleader now.

every time you finish a sketch, he’s leaning over your shoulder, gasping dramatically like it’s a masterpiece worthy of a museum. “holy shit, you’re a genius,” he says, even if it’s just a doodle of a coffee cup. he’s genuinely obsessed with your talent and brags about it to everyone.

he’s always got an arm around you—draped over your shoulders, slung around your waist, or just holding your hand like it’s second nature. you’ll be walking to class, and he’s tugging you closer, grinning like an idiot because he can’t stand being more than two inches apart.

you’re “sweetheart,” “lovey,” “honeybunch,” “starlight”—he cycles through them like he’s testing which one makes you blush the most. sometimes he throws in absurd ones like “my divine goddess of acrylics” just to see you roll your eyes.

your hoodie that doesn’t even fit him? his now. your pencil? he’s twirling it between his fingers during practice breaks, claiming it’s his “lucky charm.” he’ll give it back eventually, but only after he’s doodled a tiny heart on it.

he shows up with snacks, a new paintbrush, or some random trinket he “had to get” because it reminded him of you. “saw this and thought of your pretty face,” he says, tossing you a keychain shaped like a basketball with zero explanation.

he’s still got a knack for public declarations too. he’s yelling “that’s my girlfriend!” across the courtyard whenever you’re within earshot. you’re mortified, but he thrives on it, grinning like he’s won the lottery every time someone glances your way.late-night talks

he texts you at 2 a.m. with dumb questions like “do you think i’d look good with a paintbrush tattoo?” but it always turns into him rambling about how lucky he is to have you. you fall asleep to his voice humming through your phone.

he pokes your cheek when you’re focused, smirking as he says, “you’re too cute when you’re serious.” he knows it annoys you, but the way he leans in to kiss your pout afterward makes it impossible to stay mad.

he’s always showing off for you. at every game, he’s winking at you from the court, sinking shots and pointing at you like it’s all for your approval. “that one’s for you, babe,” he mouths, even if you’re trying to hide in the bleachers.

when he thinks you’re not looking, he watches you paint with this dopey, lovesick smile. his usual cockiness melts away, and he’s just a guy stupidly, hopelessly in love with you.

he always carries your stuff. your art supplies? he’s got them slung over his shoulder without asking, complaining loudly—“these weigh a ton, you owe me”—but he never lets you carry them yourself.

he kisses you everywhere. forehead, cheeks, nose, lips—he’s a menace about it. he’ll sneak one when you’re mid-sentence, laughing when you sputter, “satoru, i’m talking!” “yeah, but i needed that,” he shrugs.

he always checks on you. he texts you mid-day, “you eat yet?” and shows up with food if you say no. he’s an idiot about it, but it’s his way of showing he’s always thinking of you.

he drags you to the arcade because “you need a break,” then spends all his quarters trying to win you a stuffed animal. you end up with five because he refuses to lose.

he loves sleeping on you. he flops onto your lap after practice, whining about how tired he is, but really he just wants to feel your fingers in his hair. you complain, but he’s already snoring softly, clinging like a koala.

he is always proud of your achievements. when your art gets picked for an exhibition, he’s louder than you about it, dragging his teammates to see it and pointing at your work like, “that’s hers, i’m dating a legend.”

one night, he’s sprawled across your bed, half-asleep, muttering nonsense about basketball stats, when he suddenly rolls over, props himself up on his elbow, and looks at you like you hung the moon. “hey,” he whispers, voice all gravelly and warm, “if i ever stop being this stupid over you, just… kick me, okay?”

a/n : dunno if im doing this headcanon thing right it's my first time doing it XD

[meowzfordayz]

when you forget to close the door while using the bathroom

Author’s Note: this isn’t nsfw, but it’s ~explicit for other reasons. 🚽🧻💩 #shitposting #literally

when you forget to close the door while using the bathroom

Hashira x Reader, Kamaboko x Reader

Word Count: ~800

CW: explicit language, poop references

~faqs~

Do you even love him ????? 😭😭😭

WHY WOULD YOU LEAVE THE DOOR OPEN?!?!?! 🫠😵‍💫🤢

Haunted by your little gasps for air 🙃

Can’t take intimacy srsly for a while

Bc whenever you gasp ~cutely into your kisses 🥰

Zenitsu just flashes back to you doing your best to take a shit 😮‍💨🥴

Highkey takes it as a challenge 😏

A display of dominance, if you will 😎

Nods in approval (not that you can see him)

And takes ~notes for later (aka yes, he is listening closely 💀) 

You don’t know it yet

But Inosuke’s already planning his move

Drink a ton of coffee (he’ll have to ask Tanjirou how to brew it) ☕️

Eat a ton of dairy 🧀🥛🍦

Make sure you’re home 😌

Take a shit (w/ the door open, ofc) 🤗

THAT’LL SHOW YOU WHO’S BOSS !!!!! 😤😤😤🫡

King of the Toilet anyone??? 🚽👑

Wonders why everything sounds louder??? 😬

A respectful gentleman tho ☺️

Will go upstairs to avoid the plops 🫢

Too bad his hearing’s phenomenal, even when hiding on top of the roof 😃

A little irritated 🙄

But whatever

You prob just reeeally had to go

He understands 😶

Will nonchalantly ask you about it the next time you’re out w/ friends 🤨

Is getting ignored for the rest of the night worth it? 🙃

Kinda 🥲

Obanai has regrets 😞

Can smell the situation from a mile away 😅

Tbf, closing the door wouldn’t have helped much 😬

Has to contemplate whether it’s worth embarrassing you over

Like, does he gently ask, “Love, would you mind closing the door?”

Or does he wince grin and bear it

Unfortunately, the toilet paper he would use to plug up his nose is currently unobtainable 🧻☹️

Should he just knock himself out for now? 🤗

You’d prob be upset if he didn’t wake up in time… 😒

Hm… 😔

😵 <— Tanjirou inhaled too deeply

“BAAABE, YOU FORGOT TO CLOSE THE DOORRR!!!!!” 🩷💕💞💓💗💖💘💝

Giggles to herself as the door slams shut 🤭

(you’re not mad, but you had to kick it closed bc it’s a lil far from the toilet seat 😅)

Holds it against you 😌

~

“Shinobu, could you get me a glass of water?” ☺️

“I don’t know, my dear, could you close the bathroom door?” 😃

~

“Shinobu, I want a kiss.” 🥺

“Mm, and I want to forget your pooping noises. I guess we can’t always have what we want.” 😃

Chuckles to himself, at first 🤭

And then becomes concerned 😕

Is it supposed to sound like that? 🙁

Or take this long?? ☹️ Should he intrude? 😖

It’s not like there’s a closed door for him to bust down…

He could just, waltz in-

NO

Internally scolds himself: Bad idea, [y/n] would not appreciate that!

Returns to the drawing board

And settles on a careful (once you’ve returned to him), “So, my love, are your bowels feeling okay?” ☺️

🧐😒😠 <— you

😶😬😁 <— him

“They just, uh, sounded wonderful earlier?!”

“Next time, how about closing the door?”

*Sanemi is casually leaning against a wall near the bathroom entrance*

You shriek 😳

And smack his shoulder 😡

“Sanemi!!!!! Do not wait outside the bathroom like that!!!!!” 😭

“Did you wash your hands?” 😏

“SANEMI!” 😒

“... well?” 👀

You are not amused 😐

He acquiesces 😅

“Okay, okay, I confess, I heard the sink running.” 🤓

“I hate you.” 🥲

“But you trust me enough to shit with the door open.” 🥰

“Piss off.” 🙄

“I’m about to!” 🫡

(bc, y’know, he’s about to go… piss… 😆)

Doesn’t really mind

Will prob forget to remind you about it later 🙃

Until the next time you do it

…

By the fourth incident, Muichiro gives up

If anything, he’s flattered you’re so comfortable around him ☺️

Altho he is a lil worried about your ability to use a public bathroom 😶

Def uncomfortable 😕

But even more uncomfortable at the thought of discussing ~it w/ you ☹️

Giyuu knows you wouldn’t be upset

Or even embarrassed

You have like, 0 shame, as he’s both lovingly and unfortunately come to learn ☺️😬

Which means

If he mentioned it, then you’d likely end up teasing him 🫠

“Love me so much, you’ve even gotta listen to me poop?” 😉

*shudder shudder* 😭

(I mean, yes, he does love you that much, but when you put it like that 🥴)

Giyuu settles on hoping that it was a one time mistake 🤞🙏

Good luck 😃

Tengen’s never letting you live it down 😝

Will write out instructions on “How to Use a Bathroom” 🤓

And stick ‘em on both sides of the door

Step 1: Open the door

Step 2: CLOSE THE DOOR

Step 3: ✨Do your thing✨

[c-u-c-koo-4-40k]

My Bloody Visceral Valentine 18+ Only!

Warning: Smut and Lots of it. Some mild blood and biting. Also talk of taking medical/research samples

Summary: Side story to the Severe Miscalculation storyline. It's the day for Love and Lullaby has a surprise for their tall, dark, handsome Loverboy!

Tags: @kit-williams @egrets-not-regrets @gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan @bleedingichorhearts @bispecsual @moodymisty @jaghatai-khock

Enjoy this slightly late Valentine's Fic! 💌💘💝💖💗💓💞💕💟❣

A soft oasis of comfort and warmth surrounds you.  You Yaaaaaawn and stretch, but you don't remove the blankets

Purrrrrrrr… a large cool arm wraps around your midsection and pulls you back against a similarly muscled frame. Soft dry lips press gentle but insistent kisses starting at your shoulder and trailing up to your neck. 

They tickle but you don't want to pull away, and thankfully you don't have to. “Mmm…Morning sweetness…” You coo, pressing back into the affection. You reach up, burrowing your fingers into his long coarse dark hair so you can scratch his scalp the way you Know he likes. 

“rrrrrRRRRRRR!” The purring doubles.

 The kisses turn damp, and just a little bit sharp. It makes a wonderful twitch light up in your core. 

“Hmmm….” Khopesh inhales, he knows practically before your arousal hits your nerves. 

But you can't let things get Too far ahead, not yet anyway. “Mmmm, do you know what day it is?” You ask, running your fingers through his hair. 

Your question seems to confuse the Nightlord for a moment, he pulls back just a little while he thinks. “Friday...the 14th?” 

You smile and the Nightlord feels the shift as your excitement grows. “Yeeeees, do you know what that means Sugar Plum?” You turn, wrapping your arms around Khopesh's neck, and planting a quick kiss on his lips. 

“Friday…the 14th- Oooooh! It's a Holiday isn't it?” 

“Yep! But not just Any holiday.” You say matter of fact, and slip from his grasp to pad over to the fridge. The hum of the machine picks up when you open the door and fish out your first gift of the day. 

You'd been Extra sneaky covering it with packaged meat products. 

The momentary disappointment Khopesh felt when you'd left the bed, was replaced with intense curiosity. His enhanced nose smells something…Tasty…Fruity! He LOVES fruity things. 

You turn revealing a compact but densely packed bouquet, but rather than actual flowers the blooms are made from carefully carved and arranged fruit. The stems are even made from chocolate. You can't help but feel your grin stretching as Khopesh's dark eyes widen, his tongue traces over his sharp teeth clearly pleased with your offering. 

“This, is for Me?” Khopesh asks, marveling at the edible arrangement as you shuffle back onto the bed. He pulls a strawberry rose from the bunch and gleefully pops it in his gnashing teeth. 

“I had some help from Zaarius and Olly, but I'm proud to say this is all handmade…which is why some of the stems look a bit…wonky.” You say sheepishly, pointing out some areas where the chocolate hadn't been as obedient as you would've liked. 

Khopesh responds by simply plucking up the treat you pointed out and devouring it accordingly. “Delicious. Thank you, my Lullaby!” He purrs, setting your gift on the Night table before scooping you up and gathering you close. The movement makes you squeak in surprise, but next you're suppressing a soft pathetic moan. Khopesh grins as he subtly grinds his hips.   The rapidly growing bulge presses right where he knows you like it as you straddle him. “But I'm also in the mood for something…else~”

You see the devious glint in his eyes, and you know exactly what's on his mind. But rather than jumping to playfully challenge him or give his own medicine back you just take a moment to…take Khopesh in. 

He notices how you aren't falling into your normal rhythm of banter, but before he can ask he feels his stomach flip. He sees the look in your eyes now. 

They are full to the brim with adoration, simple, sweet, blissful adoration. A love so intoxicating he'd never let himself be cut off if he could help it. You brush your knuckles over Khopesh's broad pale cheek, before tracing down to his cool lips. You lean down to brush your nose to his, the gesture is so…So soft. 

He simultaneously feels so caught off guard and so So full of yearning. Your hips move softly, but with a purposeful rhythm, now it's his turn to groan in his throat. “My precious Creature of the Night.” You whisper, so hushed yet so firm in your conviction. “My moon and stars. So strong and beautiful and brave and heroic. My Love~” 

He Is a creature of the night. He Is strong and in some ways Beautiful. And if Bravery meant running in with minimal planning, Maybe. But Heroic? Khopesh would've snorted had he not been so struck dumb. 

A creature like him did not deserve such a description. With all he'd done, the blood and terror he'd sown like seeds of the harvest he…did not…

Your hips grind harder into his clothed member, making him seize up from the pleasure. So familiar, but so good. 

But oh…Oh he was also Greedy. So very Greedy, and you so very willing to give love and receive his enthusiastic affection in turn. Whatever he's done, he Must have accrued some good karma to be given to you. (Given ALL of this honestly, in a warm safe home built by his Vada and Muti so he and You could have a perfect little slice of the world all to yourselves.)

Yes! Yes please! Praise me, Keep me LOVE me. Never ever ever ever Ever let me Go! He wants to beg, but it seems words are a little beyond him at the moment. The corners of your mouth turn up in a gentle but almost knowing smile. The pad of your finger traces his lips. His mouth and throat go dry. 

He wants, he…wants…

“Today is Valentine's Day.” You explain. “Named for the Saint who was executed brutally after he was found to be conducting marriages, despite their being an imperial edict against it. You might find the history interesting…But these days.” You lean down, gently holding Khopesh's sweet face in your small warm hands. Your hips don't stop circling, the softness, the warmth, the pleasure; it's melting his brain in the Best way. You lean your forehead to his. “It's for celebrating all that is Love. Our friends, our family and of course,” You gently ‘boop’ the end of the Nightlord's crooked nose. “Especially, The Love between partners. I'm…I'm so happy I get to celebrate with you.” You say sincerely, even a little emotional under your gentle words. 

After everything you've faced in your miniscule human life span, you feel just as greatful as the Nightlord under you does. To have each other. To not have to face the imposing dark nor the blinding sunlight alone. 

“Sometimes I don't think it's…healthy. Some of the thoughts I have about you. How…Obsessive I feel just Watching you be you.” You say, gently touching nose to nose with your Nightlord. “I worry that I might smother you, or come off as too needy…but for today, just for today…could you…”

Khopesh waits with bated breath, anticipation, anxiety and arousal twisting his stomach in knots. What an odd thing to feel excitement so palpable it Almost feels like too much. 

“Could you…let me worship you? Be obsessed with you, and not worry about that being wrong or unhealthy?” You ask, hushed and nervous. 

He wets his dry lips, “I'd like nothing more…please…tell me.”

You take a deep breath, raise up your arms and remove your sleep shirt. Baring your form to him as you'd done many times before. 

And like those times Khopesh feels the urge, seeing your delightful warm, soft, sun speckled skin. He wants it in his mouth, under his tongue and teeth, in his hands and squishing and molding under his claws. Like a human stress toy, with every squeeze and bite he'd feel his tension release and his arousal spike. 

But you want to speak your mind, and Khopesh's desire to hear Your desires outweighs his want to flip you over and dominate you. What a wonderful thing to be under your spell. Khopesh thinks. 

So so wonderful indeed as your hips resume grinding in earnest. He pulls in a hissing breath through his sharp teeth, and forces his hands to stay on your hips. 

You feel the dampness in your core, meeting the small wet bead of Khopesh's precum through your respective undergarments. Your mouth waters at the thought of swallowing him down, making him cum down your throat while you jaw aches with the stretch. But patience, first. 

“I dream...of making a warm safe place for us.” You say, pulling the hem of Khopesh's underwear down so his flushed cock can be released from it's confines. “Where I can wrap you in the softest blankets, bed you down with the fluffiest pillows,” Your hand grasps his flesh firmly but gently. “Feed you delicious food…make sure you want for nothing, including pleasure.” You stroke, slowly but with the perfect amount of pressure. With your other hand you pull your undergarments from your body. 

Khopesh forces himself to remain still, though his back and hips still bow just slightly, desperately pushing into the warmth of your hand. 

You feel another delicious pulse of arousal in your folds as the precum drips down your hand and slickens your palm. “I'd give you access to my body whenever you'd want it. And I'd always make sure you had softness here.” You reach with your other hand to Khopesh's stomach, tracing gentle but reverent touches to the layer of plush tissue that resided over his core muscles. The presence a testament to how far he'd come from starving to the point of near death. 

“Is…my current softness not to you liking?” Khopesh asks a little confused, not half because his brain is melting with every  movement of your hand. 

You smile and huff, without any bite. “No silly, I just mean…so you'd never have to face growing so thin again.” You reassure him. “You told me you'd faced shortages in your life…so if I was able to, I'd make sure you never had to worry about that. I'd keep you well fed, and well loved.” You lay yourself down so your face can rub and squish into the Night Lord's stomach, while keeping up the movement of your hand. Your other hand wraps around his body for leverage. “I Love your softness, and your strength. So by the same logic I wouldn't want to keep you overfed to the point of pain. Just keeping you perfectly satisfied. Mind, body and soul. You have such a beautiful soul.” More kisses, and the soft texture of your cheeks, hair and lips further intensifies the ticklish heat in his stomach. 

Fuck your hand was Too good. You knew his weaknesses, and you were using all of them all while squishing and rubbing your face into his core and purring about how much you love him. The contrast was almost comical. Between the lustful movements being performed by your surprisingly strong grip, and the fluffy borderline saccharine half hug and nuzzle you're performing on his stomach. 

Then you up the ante by moving your wonderful soft damp hands down further to cup and fondle his testes, as well as speeding your ministrations on his shaft. He, he can't- Can't hold it back- 

“Lu-Lullaby!” Khopesh groans as the peak that's been building hits and he cums. The white gene fluid spills over your hand in heavy drips. A few strays land elsewhere, namely your hair. 

Mildly surprised, you do take a moment, using your clean hand to feel for and collect the bit that went astray in your hair. And for a moment you compare the miniscule dot to the much more…prominent splattering on your other hand. 

“Pfft!” And then you break into laughter. The wonderful, charming, warm laughter that is music to Khopesh's ears, even when it is loud and snorting. It's Perfect. 

“You're Perfect…” He breathes, meaning it totally and fully. He reaches down, and his long clawed fingers trace under your chin. 

“Hmm..I'm not…but I don't mind that.” You say, in reply. As if by habit you begin licking your hand clean. “I have a lot of Love in my life. So I must be doing something righAIT!”

A growl that was equal parts excitement and frustration bubbles up from Khopesh's chest and he yanks (carefully) your much smaller form up until you're basically hovering over your head. 

“Say those things again.” Khopesh insists, peppering kisses, and nips on your thighs as he forces them to straddle his face. 

“S-say, w-what again?” You ask, barely able to string words together. The mix of confusion and arousal makes your stomach flip, and your core twist. 

“The things you desire. Say them again!” Khopesh demands, then presses his mouth to your core in a firm kiss. Giving you a quick jolt of pleasure, before pulling away again. 

Oh now you get it. And you're suddenly struck with slight embarrassment. He wants you to lay yourself bare, While he eats you out. But your core is hurting from how aroused you are so you take a deep breath. 

“I…I want to make a safe place for us.” Khopesh purrs, pulling you down slowly but firmly so he can set his mouth to work. 

The tracing of his tongue from slit to clit makes you tremble, back and forth, back a forth. You force yourself to focus. 

“I love our nest…Both of them. But I-I'd Love a whole room for just that.” You pant, gently shifting your hips to follow that wonderful stimulation Khopesh is giving you. “A place- a place where the whole room would be…Soft. Maybe a bed in the center, on the fl-FlOor! C-covered in pillows and blankets and plushies.”

“Ah, Like a literal nest, but just for Us.” Khopesh hums, before returning to his work. Now swirling his tongue around your sensitive little pearl.

“Uh! Uh-huh! And- whenever, we wanted to just…get away from everything- just for a while- we could just be Us. Pretend…pretend the world doesn't exist. Just for a while.” You agree, now fully flexing and grinding your hips on your Night Lords face. Odd to think a jawline could incite literal pleasure but the feeling of it pressing against your damp folds doesn't lie. 

“Mmm-Lullaby…” Khopesh growls, pressing himself harder into your core as his tongue renders you practically gushing. His hands grasp tighter to your thighs, ensuring you have no escape from the pleasure. You'll possibly have bruises, maybe even claw marks. And in your foggy pleasure drunk mind it causes more arousal to pour into your nerves and out of your slit. 

“I wan-” You pant, nearly losing your words completely. “I want everybody to know I'm Yours.” You tangle your hands into Khopesh's dark hair, and push your Nightlord closer. You feel the slight hard edge of his large sharp teeth but you don't care. You need him closer, closer, Closer.

“I don't just want to smell like you. I want everyone to See it. I'm so Sick of people thinking I'm not Really yours and you're not Really mine.” 

As your legs shake, Khopesh feels his breath catch. Does…does that mean you'd be willing to let him mark your skin, more permanently? By the stars he hopes so! He's been meaning to bring it up, but with how strong willed you are, he'd worry it would come off as pushy.

“I want it! I want everyone to see I'm Yours.” Your breath seems to catch, and your body shakes. The pleasure and hormone cocktail is clearly causing your emotions to roil. “Maybe a Collar, or a bandana! Something that says…Stay Away I'm already Loved…I! I'd love that! Fashion and function! Hehe-OH!” You chuckle, before your brain is completely overwhelmed by pleasure.

You want this. His Lullaby Wants him! To be claimed, kept, touched, kissed, Loved, Marked by him! Nothing you could say could make him more aroused than he is in this moment and at once he turns that energy back on you. He suckles, and slurps, and overstimulates your labia and clit till you have no choice but to soak his face in your juices. 

“K-kHoPesh!” You shriek, grinding and pulling at his hair helplessly as he continues to rock your world with his tongue. Through the final peak and after still you're left twitching and shuddering on his face. His incredibly satisfied and wet face. “Hah…Haaah,” You pant, honestly surprised by the intensity of what just happened. “Kh-khopesh…?”

“Mmmm,” The Nightlord beneath you hums full of satisfaction, and you flinch as his tongue laps over your pink swollen flesh. Making sure nothing goes to waste and sending small overstimulated sparks through your folds. Fuck so good, but also Ow. 

You look down between your shaky, sticky thighs to see that dark eyed grin peaking up at you with so much Cheek. And again for a moment you just…lock eyes, just enjoying being in each others sight, however comical your positions. It's only broken when Khopesh's expression shifts to one of confusion then to panic.

“Shit it's still a training day for you! Anrir is going to flay me alive for this!” Khopesh groans in frustration, which causes you to giggle. “...Why are you not concerned about my potential flaying?”

“Oh…that's the second part of the surprise.” You explain, “I made sure we both got the whole day off.” You say proudly. 

“What? But how?” Anrir may have a mate he could spend this day with, but from what Khopesh was recalling only certain Holidays allowed for complete days off work or school. He may not have remembered Valentine's day but by that logic he figures it's not in that category. 

Anrir's Draga would likely have to spend part of the day at her business, especially if parents and couples wanted alone time on this romantic holiday. That means Anrir wouldn't see her until After daycare and thus would likely try to keep to his usual schedule of study and training for you.  He was rather a stickler about such things. 

“I can be very persuasive…”

“Alright what's it gonna take?” You'd asked the ancient as fuck Nightlord. 

“I beg your pardon?” Anrir replied, slightly caught off guard by you lingering after your training and testing.

“Hair, blood, skin, liver tissue, enamel, bone marrow. Name your price old man, because I want the 14th of this month off Completely for both Khopesh and myself.” You said, with complete confidence. 

Anrir stood there stunned at your forwardness. “In exchange for a day off…you are offering me…samples?”

You nodded. “Yep, I Know Draga won't be available till evening with her job. So that leaves you with nothing to do except science until You get to go home to your wifey on the day of Love.” You hummed. “And based on how you reacted Last time Khopesh kept me from getting here on time, I wanted to cut that issue off at the pass.”

Anrir…chuckled, both because you weren't wrong. The event you're referring to is when Khopesh had… a lapse in judgment; tiring you out so thoroughly and scuttling his ability to run tests on you for the remainder of that day. He'd perhaps been a bit harsh in his correction, but it wasn't like he was going to turn down your generous offer. “I see…but may I ask…what gave you the idea to bargain this way?”

You grinned wryly. “Please Anrir, we're both scientists at heart And have spent a decent amount of time together. I Know you're itching to see if my abilities have had some tangible effect on my biology. Lord knows you take my saliva and blood often enough to tell me that.”

Anrir huffs in delight, and only mild frustration at being found out. “Very well…I will be taking samples of your skin, hair And your bone and bone marrow.” He declares, shuffling through the carefully sterilized tools in his vicinity, and he hopes you don't notice the Slight excited tremble of his hands. He pulls something that resembles a giant needle out. “Please lay on the table, this will be done soon and you'll only need a few days off to recover.”

You gulp, but nod. “Got it…”

“How…You...That's absolutely brilliant!” Khopesh crows jovially, before bringing his large pale hands to squish your cute sweet face, gently of course. “How are you so adorable and yet so Devious~”

You smile through the squishing, fully embracing the affection. “I learned from the Best.” You reply, before gesturing to your water bottle. “Now hand me some water. I want to go again soon.”

Khopesh can't help himself. He cackles, full and sharp, but he does so while grabbing the water for you. You chug down half the large bottle in one go before setting is aside with a determined look. 

“Alright! Bring it!”

….

“Kh-khopesh! M-more!” Leg strung up in the air over his shoulder, feeling the slap, slap, slap, Slap of him fucking you sideways so deeply it makes your form jolt with every impact. “Ah! Ah! S-so good! Keep going!” You demand, gasping and sweat slicked as Khopesh growls with pleasure every time he drives his flesh into your needy sheath. 

The pressure of your insides hugging him so tightly, yet so slick and yielding at the same time. He's going to fill you so full in a matter of seconds so he reaches down and stimulates your sweet little pearl with his fingers.

“Ye! Yeeeees,” You sigh so gratefully as the high hits, causing your muscles to strain and your insides to grip him like a vice. He groans his own satisfaction as his seed pours into your warmth. 

“Mmm…keep…keep moving.” You sigh, and move your own hips back. It's a gentle rocking, compared to the rough pounding you just got, but the aftershocks and fading pleasure sparks feel So much better this way. Khopesh naturally gives you exactly what you want. 

…

“...gulk..ulp…ulk…mmm…” You're held upside down, and your brain is going even more hazy as you're repeatedly moved up and down on his cock like a fleshlight. The stretch in your throat you'd been yearning for at the start is finally being addressed. It burns and strains but your Khopesh is gentle and doesn't leave you unattended to. 

No, no, no he's too busy lapping and suckling and pushing a different muscle into your silky wet folds; seemingly trying to sample every drop you'll give him. 

Your mind is too cockdrunk to really think about that at the moment though. All you care about is the pleasure you're receiving and giving. Almost unconsciously you start humming in your throat. “Mmmm…MMmm~” You blearily think about how slutty it would seem to hum for a cock in your mouth and throat the way one would hum after tasting something delicious. 

But again you don't care for modesty, or dignity or any higher concept at the moment. And you're with someone that makes you feel so safe, and cares for you so well that you don't need to think about such things. (Though somewhere your brain knows the post-nut clarity is going to hit like a truck and you'll feel self conscious for a while.)

For now though you're content, and blissed out and swallow Khopesh's member into your throat again as far as it will go. You want him to come down your throat. You want to swallow his essence, and feel it settle in your stomach.

“Mmm! MmM! L-Lullaby!” Khopesh shudders as his next peak approaches and he stuffs his face into your folds. 

The spike in your own pleasure has you crying out, and the vibrations and swallowing of your throat break him. You feel the prick in your mouth twitch and actually moan as you feel the heat of his release empty down your throat. Or it would go down if you weren't…currently hung upside down. Some of it catches in your mouth as Khopesh slides himself free of you. 

“MmmmrrrrrrrRrrrRRrRr!” Khopesh lets out a trilling purr as he rights you, and gathers you close. You're still a bit loopy and lightheaded and he gleefully thumbs the cum dripping from the corners of your mouth away. 

You smile, and lick the pads of the thumb in question. It causes his arousal to spike all over again, but he does force himself to wait until he can get you to drink some water and take a few bites of a protein bar again. 

…

“Ahhg! Ahg! MmmMmm! Mm! MM! MM!” Your cries are muffled in the forearm in front of you as Khopesh holds you practically in a headlock. (At your request of course.) 

Your sore puffy flesh makes soft but distinct plap, plap, plap, Plap! As Khopesh fucks you with quick, firm strokes of his hips. Not all of them go deep but those that do, you feel his testes rub and slap against your folds and the feeling of being so close makes your mouth water. 

“Rrrrrrr- Lullaby…my…My Lullaby! Mine, always mine!” Khopesh mutters with desperation and pleasure. He nuzzles, and nibbles your hair and your sweet little ears. 

The feeling is ticklish, and you decide to use your last bits of devious energy to pull out your last surprise. “I love you,” The Gothic causes Khopesh's hips to stutter, just for a moment and then you continue. “So fuck me like I'm yours!” 

The words have an immediate effect. Khopesh snarls before going into a flutter of Gothic. “LULLABY!” He drives his cock into your wet, silky depths with new vigor. The creamy ring of your mixed fluids seems to almost splash with the force he's exerting. You can only understand certain words 

"Soft, Devious, Warm, Precious, Clever, Mine, Mine, MINE, MINE!"

The pleasure becomes too much and you fire back. “You! You too!! You're Mine!” You sink your teeth into the forearm in front of you, as your climax hits. 

The sudden ache twists deliciously with Khopesh's own pleasures, and he bears his fangs as he cums. It just so happens your perfect, soft, biteable flesh is right, in front of his mouth. 

A sharp pain lances up your shoulder, but the cocktail of pleasure chemicals not only dull it, but make it so the sharp edge heightens the trembling aftershocks pouring from your core. You're dripping and shaking and feeling so So good but also, why are your shoulder and hair wet?

“MmrrRRR- Lu-LULLABY!? OH CURZE FUCK LULLABY!?” Khopesh is upset but you're not sure why, floating on a cloud of sensation and feeling soooo fluuuuuffy and satisfied.

“Heheheh, cutie pie.” You coo, feeling the wet on your shoulder spread a bit as you try to reach up and boop his adorable crooked nose. You fumble your lips around as you realize there's a coppery taste in your mouth. 

“Stay calm! I'm going to grab the bandages! Thank fuck it doesn't seem…as deep as it…could be…Fuck Fuck FUCk FUCK!” He mutters as he pulls open the night table drawer. 

Bandages? Your baby needs bandages? What happened? Then as he fumbles you see your bloody teeth marks in his forearm.

Oh! OH! “Oh No?? Baby!?” You whine, jumping up to grab his injured forearm. In the back of your mind your shoulder does hurt a little more now but no time for that. 

Khopesh seems struck dumb by you suddenly latching onto your arm. “Lullaby!? You need to hold still I-”

He cuts off his speech when he sees tears beading in your eyes. “I'm sorry Baby! I'll fix it!” You promise, holding the bleeding arm close to your chest and pulling on your power. Khopesh is too stunned to stop you, and before his eyes the miniscule wounds close even faster than they would normally. 

It seems the flow of power also affects you, and your shoulder bite wounds close up roughly. Khopesh hisses under his breath, he knows that the freshly closed bites will be a noticeable scar. 

Once his own minuscule injury has been healed to a nearly invisible scar, you stop pulling on your power and smile at your work. “There, all better.” You giggle, kissing him from his wrist to his forearm while nuzzling and hugging the limb to your body. 

The body that still has a decent amount of congealing and drying blood from your back to your chest. 

He's…he's going to have to talk to Anrir about this. And the possible infection, and antibiotics but for now he just…sighs in relief and disbelief. A small smile turns up the corners of his mouth as he gathers you close.

You hum happily, all unpleasantness seemingly forgotten. He grabs hydration for both of you and coaxes you into drinking. Then he makes sure you eat something, a ration bar in this case. He's fairly certain you don't have the energy or patience for anything more right now. 

“Happy Valentine's Day, Sweetness…” You sigh, contentedly. You snuggle your face into his body as he laps the blood from your skin. 

Khopesh huffs, full of warmth. “Happy Valentine's Day, my Lullaby.” Then he returns to cleaning you. 

…

Several Hours Later 

“ooooooowwww,”

“Should I get the pain medication?”

“Mm-hmm,”

“And the hot water bottle?”

“Mm-hm,”

"You'll need food as well. Would you like me to order us a pizza?"

"Mmm-hm."

"Alright, you just focus on resting. Here, drink some water for me."

“Looove you so Muuuch…oooooow.”

[jboy44]

Jaune of the jungle

Jaune arc had gone missing when a bulkhead crashed.

This lead to team rwby nora ren and pyrrha heading to the jungle to find him.

How ever a horde of panthers attacked the. The beasts were using semblance to fight

They had the heroes on the ropes till a voice called out " stop!!!" Making the cats stop. As all turned to see Jaune now a jungle boy

Jaune " guys its been so long are you okay?"

Pyrrha nose bleeding " ....never better 😍😍😍😍😍😘😘😘😘🥰🥰🥰🥰💌💘💘💝💝💖💖💖💗💗💗💓💓💓💞💞💞💞💕💕💕💟💟💟❣️❣️❣️❤️❤️❤️🧡🧡🧡🤍🤍🤍🖤🖤🖤🤎🤎🤎💜💜💜💙💙💙💚💚💚💛💛💛💨💨💨💨💣💣💣💣

Ruby humping jaunes leg

Yang" 😱😱😱 my baby sister

One panther " control your self

Shocked gasps

Blake " TALKING CAT

Another panther " do you want to be the pot or the kettle?

Jaune " okay a little help getting ruby off

The panthers change shap to help

The panther woman " why yes we know how you feel lityle one but no * they pull ruby off*

Rwbynpr " 😱😱😱.......*faints*....💤💤💤💤

[edgessunflower]

Send me an emoji and I'll write a fic for a kiss

♥️ [ Spiderman ] - Spiderman kiss

🩵 [ Rain ] - Kiss in the rain

🧡 [ Knuckles ] - A kiss on each individual knuckle

💚 [ Seductive ] - A deep, slow, and deliberately intense kiss filled with passion and desire

🖤 [ Bite ] - Playful kiss that involves some light biting

💙 [ Underwater ] - A kiss shared while submerged in water

❤️ [ Tango dip ] - Kiss being shared while one partner is dipped backward

🩶 [ Goodbye ] - A heartfelt kiss when parting, showing affection and fondness

🤍 [ Wedding ] - A romantic kiss shared during a wedding ceremony

💜 [ Shoulder ] - A tender kiss on the partner's shoulder

💛 [ Sunset ] - A kiss shared during sunset, often romantic and serene

🩷 [ Comfort ] - A tender kiss to provide comfort or reassurance

💗 [ Hummingbird ] - A series of light, rapid, and fluttery kisses on a small area

💕 [ Butterfly ] - A light fluttering of eyelashes against the partner's skin

❤️‍🔥[ Passionate ] - An intense and fiery kiss, expressing raw desire and strong emotion

💔 [ Apology ] - A kiss that's offered as a way to apologize or make amends

💖 [ Hand ] - A chivalrous kiss on the back of the partner's hand

💘 [ Wake up ] - A loving kiss to wake the partner up

❣️[ Nose ] - An affectionate gesture where partners rub their noses together

💓 [ Trail ] - A trail of kisses along the partner's jawline or collarbone

💝 [ Surprise ] - A sudden kiss to catch the partner off guard

💞 [ Reunion ] - A longing kiss shared after being apart for a while

❤️‍🩹 [ Scars ] - A gentle kiss on the partner's scars

[avocado-writing]

notes: this was so much fun!! thank you! people who ask for tltdatsib fics make my heart go 💞💓💗💕💖💘💝

pairing: aziraphale x reader x crowley

rating: T

You’re at the pub which is, secretly, one of your favourite places. There’s nothing like being surrounded by alcohol and a throng of people to make you feel just that little bit more human. To forget you’re an immortal being who death didn’t become and pretend you’re just like every other person here, enjoying a drink and the ambience.

It’s Crowley’s round so you and Aziraphale are sequestered away in your favourite booth, the one that just happened to be free when you walked in. The three of you went to go and see a play earlier so you and Aziraphale are discussing it in great detail, so totally wrapped up in your conversation that you don’t notice someone has begun to lurk.

A cleared throat jolts you both out of the moment and back to reality. A man is smiling down at you in that way English people do where it doesn’t quite reach their eyes. 

“Mr Fell!” he says, enthusiastic and condescending at once, “Just the man I wanted to see. I wanted to check that you’d be voting on Friday about the council’s proposed change to parking permits?”

Aziraphale blinks, blankly. You pick up your wineglass to drain the dregs of it, and as you do whisper: “Mr Brown” just loudly enough for the angel to hear.

“Oh! Right, yes. I’m sure I’ll find time to pop along,” he lies. Mr Brown doesn’t seem to have yet clocked that your husband can be a voracious fibber when he wants to be and seems placated with this, but as he goes to leave he clocks you a bit more thoroughly, especially the way Aziraphale’s hand is perched lovingly on your knee.

“You’re a little bit young for him, aren’t you?”

The absolute brazenness of this statement knocks you for six. Aziraphale’s eyes widen, flabbergasted. All the two of you can do is sit there utterly perplexed.

“I’m sorry?” you manage to choke out. It’s not just that you’re old enough to be his great-to the power of a hundred-grandparent, but that he'd have the gall to say that sentence out loud. Brown sniffs.

“All I’m saying is–”

“Hell-o.”

Crowley’s timing is immaculate. He’s got another two bottles of Zinfandel in his hands and puts them onto your table with a decisive thunk. 

“Can we help you?” If there’s one person who can make that sentence sound like fuck off, it’s Crowley. When Brown doesn’t answer Crowley raises his eyebrows expectantly.

“I was…”

“Because it seems like you’re bothering my spouses while we’re out for a drink, which wouldn’t be very neighbourly of you.”

It’s Mr Brown’s turn to look shocked now, his eyes darting between the three of you.

“Spouses?” 

Crowley wiggles his fingers in front of Brown’s face, his golden wedding band shining in the low light of the pub. 

“Yes, plural. Now, unless you have anything to add to our conversation – which I highly doubt – I think you ought to scuttle back to your little carpet store and remove your nose from other peoples’ business, don’t you?”

Sufficiently cowed, Brown quickly makes his exit with his tail between his legs. Crowley looks over to the pair of you.

“You alright?”

“Yeah, sorry. Just a bit taken aback,” you confess. Aziraphale squeezes your knee.

“Thank you, Crowley,” he says, before turning to you, “I’m so sorry love, I didn’t–”

“Aziraphale, love, there’s nothing to apologise for. I can’t believe that just happened.” You let Crowley top your glass up, take a drink, and then muse: “He is a bit right though.”

“What?”

“Well, I’m, what, two thousand years old? Ish? And you both must be at least six thousand. I suppose you are cradle snatchers.”

They choke on their wine, and you laugh.

-

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[cigsaftersuh]

jeno’s nose 💗💖💕💘🩷💞💝💓

[inspiredwriter]

*Au Reboot Ben 10*

Tetrax :*escondido en los arbustos* bien, la humana debe estar por acá con el lovetrix 🤔😤🌲🌿⌚🩷 espero que haya mi trampa que dejé en el suelo😡😒⛓️*mira a Stefany paseando en los arbustos* Oh vaya esa una humana es una gran preciosura 😳😍❤️‍🔥💘💗💕💖

Stefany :*camina por el bosque*Leo frío vamos ya tienes que bajar ya has volado lo suficiente ☺️😅🦋🌌

Leo! Frío :*continúa volando* por favor gatita déjame volar un poquito más el aire está más frío Me fascina 😄🥰🌬️❄️💘💝💞❣️

Stefany : está bien solo un ratito Es que hace mucho frío y no quiero resfriarme 😊😌🚫🦠💕💗💖*caminar por el bosque pero piza una red encima de ella*Aaaah~😩😫

Leo! Frío :*para de volar y mira a Stefany*¿Stefany qué sucedio mi amor? 🤨😟💗💕❣️*escucha un ruido y se hace invisible* siento un mal presentimiento😕😤🔊

Stefany :*intenta liberarse de la red* es que cayó una red encima de mí y estoy atrapada 😟😣💦*ciente qué le pilla en su cuello*Ay, me duele pero me da mucho sueño...😖😔💤*se duerme *Zzzzz~😴💤

Tetrax :*sale de los arbustos*al fin la presa es mía 😄😏*carga a Stefany en sus brazos* esa humana es muy tierna cuando está dormida 🥰😉💖💕💘💞 quizás pueda quitarle Lovetrix luego Pero antes voy a divertirme mucho con ella en mi nave🤔😈⌚🚀💗💘❤️‍🔥💕💓🩷 *preciona un botón de su cinturón y aparece un portal y entra con Stefany*

Leo! Frío :*se hace desivicible* tuve suerte que no me vio Con mi visibilidad Si me él me viera el pagaría el reloj y volvería a lovetrix 😮‍💨😞⌚*vuela por los aires* pero ahora tengo que ir a salvar a mi Stefany antes de que ese cazador la lastime él dijo que su nave está por allá😡😤🚀💖💓💕

*Mientras en la nave de Tetrax*

Stefany :*se despierta*Mmm~😣💦¿pero que fue lo que sucedió? 😟😕*mira sus manos atadas* Oh no me dejaron inconsciente y me ataron y no puedo alcanzar mi lovetrix 😨😖⛓️⌚🩷

Tetrax :*entra la habitación*vaya pequeña humana veo que ya despertaste por el dardo tranquilizante que te inyecte en tu cuello😘😈💉💖❤️‍🔥💕💓

Stefany :*intenta liberarse* ¿Pero quién eres y tienes algo conmigo?😧😰💦 Muéstrame tu cara extraño cazador🤨😠💢

Tetrax: Haha, okay, you should see whose face going to kiss you😄😈💗💓❣️💕 *Takes off helmet*

Stefany: You look like Diamond Leo, but you don't have the sign of lovetrix...😧🤨 Besides, Leo would never do that terrible thing to me😟⛓️

Tetrax: Yes, human beauty, my name is Tetrax and I was tasked with finding lovetrix, who was lost a long time ago😏🥰⌚💖💗💘💕 *Undresses and puts on a condom* I'm lucky that in addition to the wristwatch I also found a beautiful human female to play with🤗😈💗❤❤️‍🔥💞 *Undresses Stefany and caresses her hips* You should like it, little one, in any case, you have nowhere to run🥰😈💖💘💞 *Kisses Stefany on the lips, inserting his penis into her* Mmmmuah~😚💓💝❤️‍🔥💕 Oooh, yes, haha, do you like my diamond dagger, beauty?😆😏🗡💗❣️💞❤️‍🔥 *Kisses Stefany on the lips and bites her neck* Mmmuah~😚💖💝💞 grrr~😈💓💘💗💕

Stefany: Ohh, no, it's disgusting, making love with an alien you don't love!😖😠 Release me immediately, you vile pervert!🤬⛓️ *Kicks Tetrax and tries to escape*

Tetrax: *Grabs Stefany's legs and moves his hips deeply* It's fixable, you little evil thing, you'll love me if I keep having sex with you😖😈💖❤️‍🔥❣️💕

Stefany: No, Tetrax...😟😖 *Still trying to escape* Ohh, that's working not how it works at all...😣😫 Partners must love each other to experience pleasure, and I didn't like you right away!😡😤 *Spits saliva in Tetrax's face* Phew~!😙💦

Tetrax: *Wipes his face with his palm* Grrr...😖😓😡 Okay, if you're such a stubborn human, I'll have to go to extreme measures😠😤 *Takes out a pink stone and brings it to Stefany's nose* Thanks to that stone, we will both experience incredible pleasure😏💎🩷💘💗💞

Stefany: What the heck is this stone?..😨😡 *Inhales pink smoke* Oh, no...😓😞 I feel like...😖 *Her eyes turn pink* Aaah, my gorgeous mighty Tetrax, I love you, baby😍😄💓💘❣️💞 *Kisses Tetrax on the lips, moving her hips deeply* Mmmua~😚💋💗💖🩷💕 How stupid it was of me to try to escape from such a handsome petrosapien like you🥰🤭💘💝💖💕 *Kisses Tetrax on the neck* Mmua~😚💋💝❤💞 mmuah~💖💓💞💕

Tetrax: Oooh, now I like your behavior, I think I'll even untie your hands in gratitude😍😘⛓‍💥💝💗💞 *Breaks the chains and takes Stefany in his arms* Ooohh, yeah, don't stop, my pink diamond~🤤😍💗💓❤️‍🔥💕 Argh, let me lay you on the bed😆🥰💘💝❤💞 *Lays Stefany down on the bed and kisses her on the lips* Mmmmuah~😚💓💖💕 Oh, yes, call me your master and I will enter you really deeply😍😆💘💖❤️‍🔥💞

***

Leo!Big Chill: *Enters spaceship and becomes invisible* My beautifulful Stefany, where are you?🤨🥺💖💗💘💞 Oh, I hear moans from this room😯😨💦 *Enters the camera and sees Stefany making love with Tetrax* (Thoughts💭) How terrible, this pervert rapes my kitty...🫢😡 But why is she laughing and kissing him?🤨😟 Oh, I got it, it’s all because of the mating stone, because in this season and it has become especially active...😧😓💎🩷 I have to do something, I can’t allow my lovely Stefany to continue to suffer😡😤💗💓❤️‍🔥💕

@swagreecrow

[azz4me]

idk why I write so cwinge..

~

He claimed your lips with his, one of his hand going upto your head as he tilted his head to deepen the kiss, connecting both your lips like puzzle pieces.

"oh darling... princess.." he said after pulling away to take a breath, you were about to say something more but before you could, you were interrupted with another kiss. Deeper and longer then the last, you were totally intoxicated, and so was he.

You both ended up making out in the couch for a good while, his soft lips feeling you, as if admiring the very texture of your lips, taking your love and giving his love in return.

You pulled away again when he wouldn't let go, trying to catch your breath again. "Wait-" You muttered, your hand involuntarily going to his face to make him pause for a min, to your surprise he took that extended arm and left a soft kiss on your knuckles.

Your whole face turned red due to that, and you let out a gasp, making him grin brighter, his eyes iconically squinted as he took your arms to cup his cheeks, nuzzling against it like a cat.

"I like you~ I like you~" He said teasingly and leaned closer again to leave sweet kisses on your cheeks. You giggled,embarassed but also on top of the world. He was your boyfriend after all..of course you liked him.

"I like you too" You said, trying to leave smooches all over his face in return, making you both giggle as your noses bumped against each other here and there...sloopy make outs in the couch.

...

One thing led to another and you found yourself stripped off your clothes, lying on your back in bed, your legs raised high and kept in place by him.

~straight up smut~

Hugging your raised legs he slowly thrusted himself deep within you

"Nngh.." You whined, he was being so slow, playing up with that unpredictable pace of his that never let your body adjust to the pleasure, always getting caught by surprise making you moan.

He slowly slid out before deep thrusting again, "god you sound so pretty.." He muttered, voice breathless with a little giggle to it as he suddenly increased the pace again, spreading your legs apart to lever himself better as his body pounded yours.

You moaned helplessly as he kept going, in this new fast and thrilling pace "goo~ aa.. Feels so good...!" You groan out trying to make sense of your feelings but the only thing that ran through your mind was just pure pleasure.

"Oh princess, ah~" Goo moaned as he placed his hands on your waist to pull you even closer, his cheeks turning red from the pleasure he experienced too. "God, princess, your body feels divine!" He praises as his own eyes roll back and he moves back and forth, aggresively, so lost in pleasure.. And you both knew the night had just started~

~🍞

I was gonna go more descriptive with the smut but then I felt "the fuck am I doin" and stopped-

i love it. i fucking love it. I LOVE KUSDGVBKSDGVJUDYFU💞💞💞❣❣❣💟💟💟💟💟💟❤❤💗💗💗💖💖💥💥💥💥💥💕💝💝🧡🧡💓💓💓💓💘💘💘💘❣❣💞💞💞💞💞💖💖💖😍😍😍👄👄👄😍😍😍😍🥰🥰🥰👄👄👄💥💥💥💥💥💥💗💗💗💗💓💓💓

I love you taost <3333333 (gagging, throwing up, doing back flips, breakdancing, crying, dying, jumping, sdcreaming, creaming, tearing my clothes, crawling, strangling, jogging, killing, murdering, I-)

I love you🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅

[thesardines2007]

My new design for Amy💖💗💞💕💘💝🩷

In this version, she’s in a sonic boom/modern sonic world (minus the idw characters) and this is her fall outfit❤️‍🔥

Also another head canon I have for her in every Amy rose related thing I post is that she’s half hedgehog and half bat making her a subtle hybrid (instead of her being crossed with two completely different Mobian species, she’s crossed with two similar species of Mobian, making her look more like one or the other (in this case a hedgehog)

That’s why she has a heart shaped nose, her tail is long and skinny, her ears are slightly bigger, her chest is bigger (not her boobs but her rib cage making it look easier to fly), she was supposed to have wings but sometime in her early childhood they were cut off, her quills always stuck downwards and were floppy (like normal hair) instead of being stuck up like classic Amy’s, and her eyes are slit instead of oval

[theogclownboy]

Send to 10 other bloggers you think are wonderful. Keep this going and make someone smile! Add a heart so we know how long the chains been going! ❤️🖤💖🤍💚💛💗💙🩶🩵🤍🤎💓💙💝💚💘💜💕❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹❣️🫀❤️🧡💟💞

hi hi Ollie!!! I reverse this to you x100!!! You get the honor to boop the royal pups nose

[hanjlsung-archive]

hehe more pics of my silly goofy girl 💝💖💕💓💗💞💘💖 (i hope you’re having a good day nini🫶🏼)

EM I AM OBSESSED WITH YOUR GIRL OHMYGOD SHE IS SO CUTE WHAT DO I DO

A SLEEPY GIRL A SQUINTY GIRL HER LIL EAR HER LIL NOSE 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 SHE LOOKS SO HUGGABLE PLS OMG. BOOPING HER NOSE AS WE SPEAK <3

ALSO I AM DEF HAVING A GOOD DAY NOW THE HAPPINESS I FEEL RN 😭🫶🏽

[bibliosims]

*boops your nose* Send this to ten blogs you think are lovely and deserve a boop on the nose!! 🐸

BOOPS YA BACK ✨💕💞💞💗💝💘💖

[loveydoveylex]

*slides in here like a cat with zoomies* Whatever you do, don't imagine Ray gently running his thumbs over your knuckles with the softest look on his face before gently placing a kiss to each knuckle before moving to place a gentle kiss on your nose and holding your face and going "I'm holding the whole world in my hands."

Okay love you amigo bYEEEEEE *runs out*

SOBBING!!! CRYING, EVEN!!! THIS GOT ME SO GIDDY YOU HAVE NO IDEAAAA AAAHHHH. SITTING HERE GIGGLING AND KICKING MY LEGS BACK AND FORTH. I HAD TO BURY MY FACE IN MY HANDS CAUSE I WAS SO FLUSTERED OVER THIS.

PEACH YOU HAVE MELTED MY HEART THANK YOU SO MUCH. I AM GOING TO BE THINKING ABOUT THIS UNTIL THE END OF TIME AAAAAAA 💗💖💕💖💘💝💞💖