#asks. –☼

[battydora]

Pssst! Hey!! I have something important to say!

🎉❤️‍🔥 HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! ❤️‍🔥🎉

omg kiya!!! thank you so much for your greetings, i appreciate it a lot!!! tytyty!!!🥺🥺💜💜💜

[wooziorgans]

(tw heavy ass play both recieving and giving)

Woozi is definately a ass smacker. Like if he is walking past you his hands would itch if he doesn't smack that flesh. Kinda guy who walks around with his hand in your back pocket (it took a lot of progression to get here cuz he's the type to get shy to even hold hands at first lol). And he's definitely into ass stuff. Nasty boy. Likes eating out from the back more often than youd think. Kind of ass biter too. In love with how his hickeys look on your ass

in an alternate world there is a sub jihoon who likes to have his ass smacked. If you walk past him and don't slap his ass he'll look at you with a pout "baby? Did I do smthg?" This jihoon is also a nasty boi who likes ass stuff except it's his ass in question. Definitely likes getting pegged and spanked. He also moans like a bitch when you rim him. And wouldn't whined for it but would love whenever you left any marks on his fair ass (hand prints, bite marks, hickeys you name it)

— giving and taking (up the ass) w jihoon

i think these two jihoons can and do coexist.

i think honestly at first he would be like really hesitant to give up control bcs he has to be like “no i am a man. cannot be submissive or breedable.” but then you look at his ass n it’s like,….,,, im gonna hold ur hand when i tell u this jihoon. that thing is made to take cock sorry.

i see him as the kind of partner who’s super fucking shy until you have your first time together n then you’re back in the honey moon phase and he can’t keep his hands to himself.

but that’s gonna take like,,, at least six months to happen because he’s so busy all the time and he will spend those six months trying to figure out the best ways to communicate his needs to you. i see him as just such a big smart man,, like he’s super analytical about things so he tries to approach anything in a very specific way that meets both of your needs while also allowing you to communicate any concerns effectively.

contrary to popular belief, while he might not be good at expressing his emotions verbally, i think he’s very good at problem solving. therefore, he kinda thinks about his first time with you as something that will happen naturally, and for a long time his schedule just doesn’t allow him the time he wants to take with you. but also, i think for those first few months you’re both still transitioning from the friendship dynamic into lovers, and so physical intimacy is a little awkward.

but once you both have time to talk about it (i keep saying six months bcs it’s sort of a big milestone in a new relationship,, at least for his romantic ass it is) and you both are on the same page about wanting to have sex, the whole romantic aspect of being together is solidified completely.

i feel like only then is he comfortable enough to start holding your hand first. and it’s gonna take another few weeks/months to get to the point of having sex. it’s a little infuriating for both of you, but he’s just so busy and it wants it to be comfortable and not rushed.

but fear not! horny make out sessions with you straddling his lap make due until you actually have sex. and it’s during these that you discover your boyfriend is a die hard ass man.

seriously, you’ll just be sitting on him n his hands will naturally find your ass,,, just to hold it, maybe give a little squeeze when he’s really worked up.

it doesn’t really strike you as weird or anything because of the way you normally make out, with you on top, so it’s a natural position for his hands to fall into.

but it’s only after you finally have sex that you start to get a feeling that jihoon loves your ass.

he tried to be discrete seeing you naked for the first time, but his eyes were completely focused on your ass, and it was the first place his hands went. he nearly moaned at the feeling of the skin of your ass under his fingers for the first time. but that was all he gave you in terms of this theory. he ate you out, stretched you with his fingers, and then held your hand as he fucked you in missionary, lips never leaving yours.

after you finally consummate your relationship though? it becomes painfully obvious. he starts out slowly; hand resting on your ass as he slides behind you in the kitchen.

i feel like jihoon’s the kind of partner to want to make sure your totally comfortable, so before you even think about having sex again, he’s sitting you down and asking you what you like, what you’re into and if there’s anything you want to try.

and if you reply that you’ve always been curious about what anal is like, or that you’ve experimented with slipping a finger into your ass in your own time,,,, oh god. he won’t say anything verbally to express his love for your ass,,, but you’ll see his face get red as hell and his cock starts twitching at the mere image of himself balls deep inside your other hole.

and this begins him never leaving your poor ass alone.

i feel like him slapping your ass would be a banter thing at first. like you’d just be fucking around in the kitchen trying to bake something and he slaps your ass to catch you off guard and it works. and maybe the way you squeak makes him hard, but that’s a secret. for now.

but then he’d start doing it to alert you of his presence. he’d start doing it while walking behind you. he’d just never be able to keep his hands to himself once he knew you were okay with that.

and then one day while he’s fucking you open with his tongue, he pulls away for a second and looks up at you with wide eyes. you groans, fist tightening in his hair trying to keep his mouth on you, but he resists, just looking at you. it’s obvious he wants to say something and doesn’t know how, so you ask if everything’s okay. “can i… try something?” his voice would be a little shaky, already preparing himself for the rejection of this proposal.

but it never comes because you give him the go ahead to do “anything you want”, and jihoon’s prodding your asshole with his tongue. the immediate reaction you give him makes him moan against you, tongue pushing its way into your already relaxed hole. he had worked you up enough just from eating you out that your multiple orgasms had dripped down and made your ass slick enough for him to easily fuck your ass open with his tongue.

and then it just becomes a thing. he works you up enough to fuck your ass with his tongue, fingers on special days (which aren’t that special. he loves the way you suck him in so it kind of becomes a regular occurrence).

i think part of foreplay for him is marking you up. it used to be on your thighs and chest but now he’s all over your ass, sucking and biting at the soft skin to see it blossom with purple bruises. bruises only you and him get to see.

god forbid you ever let him fuck your ass. there would be no going back. he’d be so incredibly into it. he’d let you prep yourself the first time, not wanting to hurt you or make you uncomfortable with the set up. but after the first few times, he’d help you out by inserting his fingers into you alongside yours. both of you fucking open your ass would be an image permanently burned into the back of his eyelids. he’d honestly probably almost cum just from the sight alone.

even when he’s not doing anal, i can see him slipping a finger or two into your ass for extra stimulation as he splits you in half.

here’s. well. now it’s time for subby jihoon which i think absolutely exists.

i think you’d end up discovering his thing for asses isn’t just for you a little bit later into your escapades.

you’d be giving him head one night, him laying down on the bed because he’s so tired but he wants your mouth on him so badly. you’d have one hand massaging his balls while the other works what you can’t fit into your mouth. and he’d buck up into your mouth, causing you to gag a little, but more importantly causing your body to jolt slightly. your knuckle would brush against his perineum and he’d fucking squeak out a pathetic little moan, eyes rolling back at the external prostate stimulation.

you’d pull off him with an amused smirk. “you like that baby?” hand abandoning its mission to massage his balls, instead two fingers press against that spot again and he whines, thighs shaking.

of course he was curious about what all of this felt like. you seemed to enjoy it enough, so it wasn’t much of a stretch for him to wonder if it would feel just as good for him. but the little bit of research he did online told him that not all men liked prostate stimulation, and that scared him off of the topic (for himself). he’d been so curious, fingers circling his hole as he jerked off in the hotel in japan, but always too scared to actually spit on them and push them in. he’s prepped you enough times that he thinks he could do it,,, but something always stopped him.

this was probably a fight with toxic masculinity. he needed to be big n strong for you,,, he needed to make you feel good. even if he had no energy, your pleasure always came first, and you didn’t really seem to have much of a dominant side; though you did explicitly tell him you were more of a switch, he had yet to see you really take control.

jihoon’s experiments with his own ass started out slow.

the first night he made you suck him off with a little external prostate stimulation. he had never cum so hard in his life; it took him ten minutes to come back to you after that. you layed down beside him, arms cradling his head to your chest as you stroked his hair, and he realized that giving up control like this— being babied by you— was so nice.

next came the rimming. this was even worse in terms of intensity. he couldn’t keep his moans quiet; even as he bit the sleeve of his sweater, the room was filled with his frantic breaths and desperate whines. he almost blacked out from that orgasm.

adding fingers into the mix with your tongue helping to add a little lube,,,,?? oh. the first time you hit his prostate directly he’s shooting white ribbons out of his cock, nearly in tears at how different and intense it feels.

after that it’s game over. he needs you to fuck him. he wants you to treat him the same way he treats you when he’s stressed. needs you to be rough w him and fuck him so stupid all he can think about is you.

i can see him becoming a bit of a size queen. he always wants more whenever you fuck him. safe to say you build an impressive sex toy collection. but he’s such a fucking pillow princess. he lets you do whatever you want to him, n he just takes it; cheeks flushed, blush running down to his neck and chest, lips parted as he moans. he loves doggy style cus you slap his ass n pull his hair and he’s so overwhelmed by the pleasure you give him that he can’t even protest your rough treatment (not that he would).

he’s also a big fan of missionary. put a big pillow under his ass n hold his hands n kiss him while you fuck him and he’s a goner. all yours, n he lets you know that.

i can see him not really being super vocal when he’s doing the work but the second you have him under you, he’s just so whiny and desperate that he cannot for the life of him shut the fuck up. not that you’d complain about that; his noises do something to you, especially when he sounds so fucking submissive and needy because of you.

on the contrary, i think he also loves when you fuck him slowly; when you take your time n make love to his ass. im talking hours of you just worshipping his body and ass, stretching him so carefully to not hurt him, double checking if everything is okay, kissing him in reassurance after you eat him out.

obviously this wouldn’t be a constant thing. with his job, it’d be quite difficult for him to take it all the time, and he does just love being balls deep in you normally, with or without any ass stuff involved. but when he has time and energy to clean himself out he’ll ask you so nicely to please fuck him, his big brown eyes staring up at you with a small pout on his lips bcs he needs to cum tonight or he won’t be able to sleep well.

when he’s on tour tho, he’s packing a nice plug in his bag and sending you videos of him playing with it when he really misses you. buys a new bottle of lube in every city because he uses the whole thing trying to open up his tight ass just so you can see how much he misses you.

sorry this took so long i have been BUSY af. but here are my thoughts.

[lembowe]

Heyoo! :3 could you draw Javepeta? Also are there any homestuck characters you kin? :>

hope this satisfies your request alright!! as for kins i (jade) personally don't have any but i think our host is a roxy kin :p

[64reprieve]

Why does Ellie have a bulge in the new picture you chapter 😭 is it a strap?

sort of. it’s a packer babes :P ellie’s butched out in this fic! same with her chest binding

[avrorean]

@hoboblaidd. [ shoulder ]  –  for the sender’s muse to place a hand on the receiver’s shoulder to comfort them, or stop them.

The Warden-Commander was in a dark mood. 

It may not have been to the degree that others might consider a ‘dark mood’; there had been no stomping or raging, nor an undue shortness at unsuspecting passersby, but it was enough of a shift in her typical demeanor that it garnered whispers nonetheless. Nothing cruel, simply…cold.

With no missions to attend, Nanna had contented herself with staying, not in her room, but the little loft above it whose holed floor had never been repaired, thus leaving it free for her own claim. It was a good place to work. But nothing she’d tried to set her mind to seemed enough to distract her. 

It had been like this ever since returning from Redcliffe. She had wanted to help Cole, and had insisted to Inquisitor Lavellan to come along. But as soon as they started delving into the problem, and the source, everything had just… locked up.  

It all came back to the Templar. 

Lost in her own thoughts, Nanna hadn’t paid as much attention as she should have to the mixture she’d been tending, and the vial started to bubble and smoke from the incorrect amounts colliding.

“Maker’s- shite-” the rolling lit slipped past her practiced accent in a wave of irritation, and with a cry of pique, took the bottle and flung it out of the hole in the wall. In a calmer moment, she might feel ashamed at her lack of self control. Right now, it felt good to chuck something. 

“Nanna?”

Frustration bubbled a creaking groan in her throat. Not now.

“Just busy.” The lie came quick and easy, waving him off as his familiar shape climbed the ladder before he could begin his usual barrage of questions. She wasn’t in the mood. “Local supply for the Wardens the Inquisitor sent out need to be tended while I deal with the fallout of Clarel’s mess. Of which partly needs to be diverted to Amaranthine, where I am dealing with the fallout of Fiona’s mess. Clearly, that is what I am here for. Cleaning up everyone else’s messes, because why should that change in ten years?”

Solas hesitated behind her, his arms locking behind him as he did when he was analyzing something critically.

“It has been clear something has bothered you since we returned.” He didn’t specify, but they both knew what he meant. There was concern in his voice, but tension covered it like a worn blanket. Something taut like a bowstring when held in a draw. “And you withdrew yourself from voicing your stance on the matter. You disapprove of the choice?”

“What?” The low disapproval in his voice seemed enough to momentarily jolt her from her agitation, turning to face him incredulously. That his expression was hard from an answer she hadn’t yet given just further soured her. Her expression withered, and turning back to her work. “Do not be ridiculous.”

From behind her, Nanna could hear him loose a slow exhale and some tension seemed to leave the room with it, as though he’d been preparing for an argument. 

“But it has something to do with what happened.” That was a statement, not a question. A hand found itself on her shoulder, and for a moment, Nanna felt some of the tension slacken. 

“Is he well?”

Solas nodded. “He is adjusting, and settling back to how he should be.”

As a spirit, she remembered him mentioning. That was good enough, then, but it did little to soothe the caged energy still running bolts through her nerves. In a rare moment of distance, she shrugged off his hand. 

“Then that is what matters.” Her smile was practiced, a perfect imitation of reassurance. But it was an iron smile, intentionally bent into the right shape, but there was a roughness to the grip in her hands as it continued to grind at the pestil. “Just do not ask me to feel sympathy for the man he had to forgive to be so.” 

[elysian-fawn]

guys guys honest question bc i've been ruminating over it for the past like month but should i actually be serious abt my zombie apocalypse dr ૮  › ༝ ‹  ྀིა

[sarastuss]

sarastus @ your muse :

[battydora]

Happy birthday Batty 🎂🎈🎁 I wish you an amazing one and a wonderful year ahead! May all your wishes and dreams come true ❤️

omg, teach!! thank you so much for your wholehearted wishes, i appreciate them a whole lot tytyty🥺🥺💜💜💜💐💐

[lastofthirteen]

" Ah. Perhaps I've forgotten about Sentinel's... prideful tendencies. "

[777heavengirl]

bless the telephone #06 was literally so so good!! i’m glad we finally got confirmation that the brother is a wizard (i had my suspicions after reader say he went to a boarding school)! i’m already looking forward to the next part🤭

AH THANK U YHANM Y THANK Y i’m so excited to be back and writing this ngl

[64reprieve]

Every day I wait for a new part to butch ellie ….seriously loved part two!!!

thank you so much!! a little busy this week but it’s already in progress :))

[avrorean]

wait I feel I missed something dread pup? nanna is a mum? wait fill me ABOUT EVERYTHING

hoo boy. walk with me.

So this is something specifically from my Polycule verse with Zev and Leliana that somewhere in the timeline of that 10 year interim between Inquisition and vg, Nanna ends up having a baby. There's a whooole thing in trying to keep the kid under wraps, not just because of Solas' Veilfall plot and his vast spy network, but because her relationship with the Order is tenuous and she doesn't want the baby to deal with any political fallout (I'm spending today basically fleshing it out more IOJFDGOIJG)

Her name is Rim, and she is a lovable, happy little terror.

And 'dread pup' came around because back in april i posted an old concept piece from like november and Karen was like 'give me solas' grandkid". Despite my being adamant that I would NEVER give Nanna a baby, I folded like a lawn chair. So here we are.

Not to be confused with 'Nanna Jr.', who is not Nanna's kid.

og texts under the cut because it's cute and still cracks me up

[deadpcnned]

Hello Hello! Could we possibly get a little sneak peak into the next chapter/chapters for Sealed By The Storm? I miss it so much ❤️🙈

((note: i don't usually tag asks under jj maybank x reader but this is sort of an update on my fic since i haven't posted in a while))

my loveeee!! i have thought of this ask everyday since i received it 😭. i so badly wanted to get a snippet to you asap but every time i tried to write the next chapter, nothing came out. i just got to almost 4k words for chapter 7, so i'm ready to share a little bit. it's still a wip and this scene will likely change some before i post the final draft, but here it is.

thank you for your patience and i'm so sorry for the late reply. you guys have no idea what your feedback and asks mean to me. i just rlly wanted to have more written because i miss you guys, and i miss my sealed babies, and i don't want to leave anyone hanging <33

IF YOU DON'T LIKE BEING SPOILED, DON'T READ!!!!

a little flashback + reader's thoughts after

“There is one thing I’ll miss about the OBX,” he says, not missing a beat.

You glance at him curiously, “What’s that?” 

“The girls,” He complains. Just as you're about to call him out of his name, his eyes trail down your figure and a teasing smirk passes across his lips. “But the selection’s not too bad here.” 

Your cheeks feel as warm as they had that night as the memory passes over you. That moment was one of many you’d forced yourself not to dwell on. The warming of your cheeks was exactly why you hated thinking about those early days with JJ. The more your cheeks warmed the more you’d have to acknowledge why. 

But suppressing those feelings, had made the other memories hazy. It was hard to remember that at one point JJ hadn’t just been someone you could enjoy your time with. He’d been one of the people who offered you comfort, sometimes when no one else was around. How many nights like these had you forced yourself to forget? If you combined them all, would they have been strong enough to make you hold on a little tighter to your friendship? 

He’d been there for you that night on Poguelandia when you couldn’t sleep because your mind wouldn’t shut off. He’d been there for you at the shack when you’d cut your finger, his hold gentle yet sure. He’d been there at the courthouse when everything felt too overwhelming. At the reception in Heyward’s backyard, when you felt alone, even with everyone’s eyes on you. Even the night you left Sarah’s house. You just hadn’t wanted to see it. You hadn’t wanted to acknowledge that he was caught up in the same storm. And now he was struggling again, the same as you, and all you did was leave the room because you didn’t know how to talk to him? Because you didn’t want to learn again?

[the-art-ghost]

Ghhhh, I just want to hug Jack, Frankie, and Icarus! 🖤

Mostly Jack, but they all deserve attention! I’m in a hug mood, lol.

He’s a little rough with his affection… and he hogs all the attention too

Luckily Frankie is there to make sure the lil’ guy stays safe…

And would you look at that! The Creeps crew is all together :)

…

Hm! And no more intruder!

Host out!

[battydora]

Happy birthday, dear! 😘🎡🎀🎂

omg!! tysm dear!!!<333

[sarastuss]

can we just talk for a minute about how both your blog and you as a person and writer both exude sunshine and make this space better and more beautiful???????

ay yo ...

chuckles this was such a sweet message to send in!! 😭🤍 thank you for taking the time to do so, i am literally here laying in my bed &. clutching my heart out of joy! ✨ i was having one of those days when it feels like nothing goes right but this was absolutely the needed light for me! so thank you for being so lovely yourself 🫶🏼