#anon ask💕

[aurorawritestoescape]

LIKE ITS THE LAST TIME IS SO FCKING HOTT. New favorite series and a new page im gonna check everyday 😭😭

Thank you so much, nonnie!🥹♥️ This means a lot! I got your ask while writing part 3 so I have a tiny snippet for you and for anyone interested🌸

“Fuck! That was close!” you exclaim with a tint of hysteria in your loud voice, attempting to shout over the roaring engine of the car and your heart pounding in your ears. You’re so high on adrenaline, fear and thrill that you feel invincible, almost immortal.

Tommy’s nervous chuckle shows that he’s on it too- the only drug that gets you off the best- escaping death with an armful of cash.

Kiss Kiss Bang Bang Series Masterlist

[not-a-unique-snowflake-blog]

https://vt.tiktok.com/ZS2fk8WCy/

THIS BROAD FUCKER

Omg!!! Never been a Pero girlie but after watching that I’m feeling a change inside me😵‍💫🥵

He’s insanely broad yessss and that heavy gaze!!🫦 Thank you for sharing, lovely nonnie😘 it made my morning😍🔥

[demonic0angel]

"Jazz what happened? Your apartment has been trashed, you're not answering your phone, and you call me with an unknown number. Did you get kidnapped?"

"kinda sorta. Dont worry about it. Im with Red Hood."

"None of what you said is comforting nor reassuring."

Jazz hummed. "It's fine. Oh, I forgot to mention— it's a Code Beauty and the Beast: The Wolf scene."

There was silence on the other end. And then Danny said, "You've got to be fucking kidding me."

Jazz replied pleasantly, “I’m afraid not. Thanks for worrying about me, little brother! See you later!” She blew him a kiss through the phone and then hung up without another word, smiling.

“Thank you for letting me borrow your phone, Hood,” she said sweetly, batting her eyes.

Red Hood, from where he was awkwardly standing around and trying to not listen, coughed. “Uh. No problem.”

Jazz stood up and approached him. He froze like a caged rabbit in a room with a wolf. Jazz smiled again and said, “And I forgot to thank you for saving me, Hood. If you weren’t there… I wouldn’t know what could’ve happened to me.”

Red Hood coughed again. “J-Just doing my duty,” he said nervously as Jazz leaned in. She hugged his arm and beamed up at him as he stiffened into a board of wood. Honestly, she couldn’t really tell if he was enjoying it or not, so she made sure to keep her hold loose.

“Thank you again, Hood. I’m happy to be saved by a hero like you.”

Red Hood nodded jerkily. He didn’t pull away, his hand freezing in place. She blinked at him, keeping her height low.

At any other time, Jazz would’ve felt embarrassed by her own behavior, but when literally faced with the man of her dreams who was a hero, saved her, was strong with big muscles, and best of all, had a motorcycle like that of a bad boy, she literally could feel her body losing all of her self respect.

“Can I repay you?” She asked innocently. “I could buy you dinner.”

“Uh.”

“If not… maybe I can repay you in other ways? Please, I insist.”

Red Hood coughed again, rolling his shoulders subtly. Jazz let go of his arm immediately, but then in an unconscious movement, Red Hood grabbed her around the waist and drew her back in. He froze like a deer in headlights as Jazz inwardly pumped a fist in victory and outwardly went back to hugging his arm nonchalantly.

“Uh. Dinner is fine,” he said, his voice almost a croak.

Jazz beamed. “Oh. That’s great! Shall we go now?”

He nodded slowly and Jazz happily pulled him out of the safe house he had put her in to protect her after that strange attack. Supposedly from one of her rivals in Arkham Asylum? Well, she didn’t really care anyways, since she knew her friends and family could handle it. And she got a date with the man of her dreams!

Score!

She could already hear the complaints and wails of her siblings.

[emry-stars-art]

Can I be cheeky and ask for some more tiny jellyfish Neil? I love him so much. In my pocket.

In your pocket!

[gojonanami]

i LOVE the idea of satoru's child just babbling nonsense and satoru going along with it LMAO

omg yes, walking in with the laundry basket and you hear babbling — not an unusual noise — but it isn’t your kid, it’s your husband.

“uh huh, bababa nanana,” satoru is nodding along, “I know I can’t believe mama did that,”

“Babababa! Wawawa, ah!” Your kid is pouting, looking up Satoru, as he nods even more emphatically, spouting more gibberish.

You chuckle, and it catches his attention, “what’s so funny sweetheart?” His lips curling in a small smile, “ever seen two intellectuals have a conversation?”

“More like two conspiracists sounding their complaints,” you walk over, sitting next to satoru, “isn’t that right, baby?” And your baby lights up, holding out arms for you to take them into your lap, “looks like you lost your partner, what to do?” You grin.

Satoru pouts before smiling slowly at you, pressing a kiss to your forehead, “good thing I have my favorite partner right here — and you put up with all my nonsense,” and he kisses your lips, flashing his wedding band, “it’s required.”

[concretejunglefm]

Imagine Noah and reader having a baby girl who just started talking and saying “hi” to everyone she sees

You can write a quick one shot, but it’s fine if you don’t want to.

Anygay

I love you💕🎀

Anygay, that's me 🥰 I hope that you like this anon ily 💕

At some point, your bundle of joy, who once did little more than burp and gurgle in your arms, turned into a ball of sunshine, ready to take on the world and say ‘hi’ to every person she meets.

It’s become her new favourite word, right after Dada—even though you and Noah still argue over how it actually sounded.

“She’s not saying Dada,” you insist one night, huffy at the thought that your daughter would choose that word first over any for you.

“Are you sure about that?” Noah smirks. He’s been gloating ever since she uttered that first wobbly attempt, and he doesn’t even try to hide it.

Now it’s ‘hi’—not just to you or family or friends, but to complete strangers on the street. You barely make it a block with her toddling along beside you before she’s stopping in front of someone, grinning up at them with her whole face, and chirping, “Hi!”

No matter how many times you try to enforce ‘stranger danger,’ she just looks back at you with wide, curious eyes, blowing bubbles, clearly too young to understand, and completely indifferent unless your warning comes in the same honey-smooth voice as her Dada.

She also doesn’t care that just because her dad is behind a closed door, it means he’s working.

Now she sits outside the door to his home studio, stuffed animal in hand, peering up at it like it might magically open if she stares hard enough. It’s been hours since Noah slipped inside with the rest of the band to work on the upcoming album, and you’ve been trying everything to distract her.

“Come on, bug! Let’s go watch Peppa Pig!” you sing, upping your cadence to coax some excitement out of her.

Nothing. Just your baby girl sitting on the floor, pouting for her favourite person in the entire world.

With a sigh, you flop down beside her, only lifting your head when the door creaks open and Jolly’s deep chuckle fills the hallway, along with the sound of your name.

“Noah thought he heard you out here,” Jolly says, smiling as he towers over the both of you.

Your daughter stretches her arms up to him and lets her favourite word slip out. “Hi.”

Jolly gasps dramatically, pressing a hand to his chest. “Hi?! You’re talking now? No way!”

She tries to push up onto her legs, wobbles, and lands right back on her bum. Jolly chuckles and gently lifts her by the arms, placing her steady on her feet. That’s all it takes for her to stumble forward between his legs and waddle right into the studio.

From where you sit, you hear the chorus erupt, her enthusiastic ‘hi!’ met with laughter and echoing greetings from the guys inside.

It’s Folio who scoops her up next, her tiny hands grabbing his face as she giggles and repeats, “Hi.”

Folio makes a strangled noise, as if she’s just pierced his heart clean through. You know the feeling all too well, she’s a weapon of pure cuteness.

“She’s obsessed with attention,” Noah teases from somewhere inside.

“Gee, I wonder where she got that from,” you mutter, rolling your eyes as you push off the floor and step into the room.

Noah spins around in his chair, that boyish grin already spreading across his face. “No idea,” he says softly, reaching out for you like you’re gravity.

He looks at you the way your daughter looks at him—with something bigger than words could ever convey. He’s practically glowing, especially when Folio steps closer and your daughter spots her dad again. Her arms stretch toward him, and she sings, “Hi, Dada!” Noah doesn’t even try to act cool and you see the way he melts.

The second she says those words, he takes her back into his arms like it’s the only thing he ever wants to do. His heart is wide open, his smile pure and he looks between the two of you like he can’t believe this is real—like he’s never been happier in his life, and has no intention of hiding it.

[uhohdad]

Just a little idea, loser Konig at the beach with reader who is torturing him in the best way (sun screen/ice cream), your work is so so good! Take all the rest/time you need, art/smut this good takes time!

(18+) Beach Day with Loser!König

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Loser!König purposely misses when he swipes for the glob of sunscreen you pointed out on his cheek. He’ll play dumb until you take matters into your own hands, leaning forward to smear it in for him while he peers down your swimsuit. His eyes flutter shut as you touch him so intimately, touch him the way a lover would touch him, cupping his stubbled jaw with your thumb massaging circles into his cheek. When you pull away, he’s more than disappointed, having used this moment to play out a fantasy where you held his jaw steady to plant a kiss on his lips.

Loser!Konig is bright red, and while you assume he’s getting sunburnt, it’s actually because he is more than flustered by your swimsuit. He can’t help the way his eyes are lingering on all of the new skin covered only by dainty straps. The perfect, plush thighs he wants to rest his head on. Soft shoulders and pretty collarbones and cleavage on display for anyone to ogle. He’s memorizing your body to take home with him.

Loser!Konig who can’t keep his eyes off you as you work an ice cream cone, scarfing it down with a greedy tongue before the searing sun turns it to a puddle. He won’t so much as blink, imaging you’re using your flat tongue to lick stripes up his cock instead, sand sticking to your shins and knees as you pleasure him in front of the entire beach right here right now.

Loser!Konig who has to set a folded towel over his lap even though it’s an ungodly hot day, because he’s been straining against the net in his swimtrunks since you stripped down to your bathing suit.

Loser!König who has to bite back a needy whine when you grab a handful of ice from the cooler and rub it on your skin to cool off. His half-lidded, ravenous eyes glued to the melted droplets tracing your curves as they glide down your body. When you let out a breathy, relieved sigh, he swears you��re doing this to him on purpose.

Loser!Konig who chokes on his own spit when you ask him to lather sunscreen on your back after you gave up awkwardly contorting your arms to reach. His breaths are shallow and hands trembling as he watches you pull your hair out of the way. When you slip the straps of your swimsuit off your shoulders, his mouth goes dry. From where he’s standing, you might as well be naked from the middle up.

Loser!König who’s pleading with his fingers to steady as he pops the cap to the sunscreen. He doesn’t even bother warming the lotion between his fingers because he’s too eager to get his hands on your glowing, sun-kissed skin. He sucks in a sharp breath as you shudder under his touch. He’s painfully hard and praying you won’t notice as he smooths the sunscreen over you. He goes slow, hoping to stretch a task that should only take a few seconds for as long as he could. Your shoulders are so smooth and soft under his coarse, hardened hands. When he slides down your sides, he pretends that he’s filling you up from behind, gripping on to your core to keep you steady as he pounds into your pretty cunt. He’s breathing so heavily, his heart slamming against his ribcage as he smooths circles over your skin. His cock is throbbing in his shorts, a shiny glint of arousal already forming at the tip.

Loser!Konig who has to sneak off to the filthy boardwalk bathrooms to relieve his aching cock, rutting into his hand and stifling his breathy moans and grunts by biting his lip so hard it nearly bleeds. The show you gave him had him practically on edge, and it takes less than a minute before he’s choking on your name as he coats his hands in his generous, pent-up finish.

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loser!könig

[littledevilgirl]

You look so damn fuckable

i am😘

[star-steph06]

Can I see how you draw lipstick kiss marks? Whichever characters you like, I'm just interested to see your style

I hope this is good! I can totally show a more inept version of how I do the kiss marks and lips if that what you meant.

But I do have to thank you because this made me product the best Dick Grayson art I’ve ever done 😭

[just-some-user-hunny]

soft yandere nikto who makes subtle changes here and there, harmless things. the police couldn’t, wouldn’t do anything about the ominous sticky notes littered around the house - change the locks, they said. can’t really charge someone for writing sweet lil nothings and leaving them for you to read

then it got worse. woke up one day to mystery money transfers in your bank account or your damn laundry was done and hanging out to dry but you don’t remember… finishing up that chore, hmm… could’ve sworn the fridge was empty but oop! chock full of groceries, …is that a heart?

This whole concept reminds me of @xzaddyzanakinx fic about ghost-face anakin, and omg yes please do check it out its literally this premise! (it is a yandere dark fic, so keep that in mind, but I'd check it out if that's something you're interested in! It's extremely well written and fun to read)

Also tw for mentioned human heart at the end!!

It's the buildup for me. Everything falls into place far too well, to the point you can't blame it on coincidences and good luck or bad memory anymore.

Like yeah you absentmindedly reblogged that money manifestion post on your account without thinking about it, and now you have another 600 appear out of nowhere in your account? Must have been really good luck! But then it keeps happening more and more often, to the point it's weekly and you can't find an explanation anymore.

Or chores being done around the house. You start to think maybe you're losing your mind a little when you find your bed made with fresh sheets, and your old ones tumbling around in the dryer when you don't recall doing any of that yourself.

And you swear you doing remember buying a pig heart from the butchers. You only buy bacon from there... So why the hell is there a raw bloodied heart sitting in your fridge? Has someone put that there? The same person who has been filling your bank account and doing your mundane chores?

You're not sure what to do, other than stand barefoot in your kitchen adorned in lounge clothes and a half-drunk mug of tea clasped between your palms in fright. Unaware of the daunting figure outside peering through your kitchen window with his night vision headset, his gaze intense and dark and confused.

Didn't he like what they caught for you? He carved it out of that man's ribs that very evening. The same man who had been following you home after your shifts from work, a drunkard mechanic who worked next door from yours and was getting too threatening for Andre's comfort.

He took care of it. Allow him to shower you in tokens of his devotion. Isn't he such a good guard dog?

[baby-yongbok]

Hiii I was wondering if you could do fake texts of “skz when they find out from another ember you like them” have an amazing day and thankyou for all your work❤️

❤️ SKZ!Fake Texts - Finding out that you have a crush on them from someone else❤️

Genre: Fluff with some spice

✨️Masterlist✨️

Warnings: Seungmin's texts are suggestive for just a split second, Playful mentions of wanting to unalive yourself, playful mention of planning to unalive or fight the members, Jisung is cringe asf

Chan

Lee Know/ Minho

Changbin

Hyunjin

Han Jisung

Felix

Seungmin

I.N/ Jeongin

[aurorawritestoescape]

When part 6 of bad blood 😻😏 (god sorry i never use emojis and i feel old lol)

I love emojis and probably often overuse them😅

Part 6 is in about 24 hours, love💖 thank you for your interest😘

[certainty2witch]

I absolutely love you crocodad art ! May I ask for some HC about crocodile and baby luffy ? Or a little sketch ?

Thanks for all your marvelous art 💕

Sorry it took a lot because I wanted to draw something too! In the end I decided to do both 😊 hcs + sketch!

Thank you! ❤️ It always makes me so happy knowing my crocodad art is loved 🥹

For the hcs, I’ll expose the ones from my revolutionary croc au:

-Is Croc the one that stays the most with baby Luffy. It was his decision. Dragon is pretty busy, since is the supreme leader.

-They have a really deep and special bond, since the day Luffy was born.

-Croc gave a cute babanawani plush to Luffy and he can’t sleep without it!

-Croc never wears his hook when is around Luffy, he doesn’t wanna risk to hurt his baby.

-Croc built sand castles and other sand objects or animals just for Luffy entrainment. He uses in general his power for his kid, also for saving him sometimes… Luffy loves risky things.

-Due to their bond, Croc always understands his baby needs.

-Luffy can be exhausting, but Croc can’t be tired of him. Nothing will ever change his love for him 💞

-Croc doesn’t have milk, so he uses a baby feeding bottle. And is better for Croc, Luffy’s appetite is extreme even as a little baby!!

-Be nice around Luffy, or Croc will do everything for destroying you 😳

If I’ll remember/create something more, I’ll add it in another post!

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Thanks again for the ask, you were so kind dear anon❤️

Remember i love asks and you can ask for anything!

I also accept art suggestions, and if i like the idea, I’ll draw it. But they must be about Crocodile, Dragon, and their family in general pls (also other revolutionaries can be present, or Luffy’s siblings (ace/sabo or my ocs)

[stygiansun-totaleclipse]

Is MC popular as a marriage candidate? Like I imagine them as the Carmen(Lana del rey) and Angel(Massive Attack) of SSTE like GET IN LINE ROs!! I KNEW THEM FIRST!! 😩👹 (AFTER FINISHING THE CHAPTER, I'M ALREADY INLOVE WITH MC ESPECIALLY AFTER I DREW MY MC AND FELL IN LOVE EVEN MORE BECAUSE WHYYYYY ARE YOU SO HOTTTT 👹👹👹👹 FEN!! WHERE'S THE MC DATING SIM DLC?!??? 😩😆

Lmao well as royalty they certainly would be sought after as a spouse 👍 it would seem the ROs have some stiff competition 👀

The ROs were not enough for ye dogs…now you need the sibs and MC too….your endless greed sickens me ❤️ /jk lh

[princessleechan]

can you do a more nsfw version of the prompt you just did of accident sending a message to the wrong member (eg accidentally sending a steamy pic/nude to another member), obv only if you’re comfortable with it

Seventeen react to you accidentally sending a spicy pic to the wrong member

Warning: suggestive

[concretejunglefm]

I need to get this out my brain, ever since I saw the ask about a Noah x Vessel x Reader threesome 😖 Noah wearing his ski mask and Vessel still in his full stage attire, black paint and all. Vessel taking u from behind, holding your hips tightly to keep a steady rhythm, the black paint on his hands rubbing off on your hips. Noah down your throat, enjoying the view of u taking him and his friend.

Plus both of them are huge men (Noah 6'3" and Vessel *allegedly* 6'1" - 6'4") makes my size kink go *brrrrr*

this made me feral, had a breakdown, bon appétit 💕 also can't stop thinking about my babe iii being like 6'3-6'4 😮‍💨

CW: includes mentions of unprotected sex (p in v), oral (m receiver), threesome, partner sharing, double penetration (mouth & p), size kink if you squint, thick dick Vessel, Vessel has a Prince Albert piercing, mask kink.

Smut below the cut 🔞 Minors DNI.

You honestly didn’t expect it to happen a second time, and yet here you are, in another hotel room after another festival. Only this time, Noah’s donning his signature ski mask instead of being dressed like Vessel.

There are no guessing games. This isn’t about mystery; it’s about your pleasure, about the two of them using you, pulling you apart together—and what a pretty sight that makes.

Noah never imagined he’d enjoy the idea of sharing you, not until that first time. Watching you come apart on Vessel’s cock shifted something in him. As long as he was part of it—getting to witness, getting to participate—he liked the thought. He liked it a lot. So long as you wanted it, he was all in.

And god, did you want it.

Though it’s hard to moan around Noah’s cock when he slips it back into your mouth, it doesn’t stop you from trying. He’d just pulled back to kiss you, heated, sensual, the kind of kiss that leaves you trembling, and now you’re taking him again, tasting him and yourself on his tongue. The sensation makes you clench around Vessel, his thick cock dragging along your walls, the gleam of his piercing brushing places so perfectly it sends heat ricocheting through your limbs.

Noah gathers your hair in one hand, the other cradling your jaw, then your throat, eyes locked on where he disappears past your lips. Every so often, his gaze flickers to Vessel behind you, watching him fuck into you, the rhythm relentless, the wet slap of his hips echoing against your ass.

“Fuck, you’re doing so good for us, baby.” Noah groans the praise, pulling you off his cock again just to kiss you once more, messy and eager, the fabric of the ski mask grazing your cheek as his tongue licks into your mouth like he’s starved—for the taste of you, or himself, or both.

Between them, you’re practically bouncing with each thrust. Your height, more than a third below theirs, only makes it easier for them to handle you like a doll. The thought alone makes you moan, especially with the way Vessel’s black painted hands grip you—one on your waist, the other on your hip, roaming briefly before clutching tight again. His pace picks up, and the black paint smears against your skin, marking you with every place he’s touched.

“You gonna cum for us?” Noah murmurs into your mouth before pulling away, his hand tender yet firm on your neck as he tilts your head to make you look up at him. “You gonna cum all over Vessel’s cock?”

And you are. You can feel it coiling inside you, heat threatening to tear through every nerve ending. The second Noah leans over your body and reaches between your thighs to press his fingers to your clit—rubbing in tight, slow circles—you’re gone.

You cry out, body trembling violently as the orgasm rips through you. Vessel holds you up as your legs give, Noah holding you steady too, pressing kisses to your shoulders through the fabric of his mask. His mouth never stops whispering, praise, filth, and affection poured into every breath as they help you ride it out together.