#peach and friends.🍑🧡

[peachsayshi]

Oh to be Nanamis' arranged marriage wife. It's an adjustment for you both, but little by little, a bond forms. Nanami is being VERY considerate of you the whole time... until the day he hears you crying on the phone to someone you trust that he hasn't made a move on you yet. And then the flood of all his feeling for you come rushing out

*sigh* oh heavens, can you even imagine?

he's been cordial, a gentleman, so considerate over this arrangement that neither of you could control. he knows that he's lucky to be matched with a beauty as yourself, but he doesn't want to take advantage of the situation. yes, you've both created a bond but he would never want to abuse his power into thinking that you didn't have a choice regarding the intimacies in your relationship.

so of course it breaks his heart when he hears you crying, when you he hears you call yourself undesirable - because the man was trying his best all the while fighting against his instincts with every ounce of will he has. the way your voice breaks sits in his mind for the rest of the day, and eats him up from the inside out. he absolutely will not stand having his wife be so upset.

you've been sleeping in separate rooms since you started living together, so you're completely caught off guard when he asks you to join his bed for the night. you don't even want to move once your are tucked under the sheets, so painfully aware of his presence and your racing heart which only stills when you feel his palm gently reach for your waist.

"is alright if I move closer?" he asks, and you shift onto your side to face him completely, lips parting at how beautiful he looks with the moonlight bathing his skin and his golden locks tousled in front of his eyes. you swallow the lump in your throat and nod your head, feeling the mattress dip as he seals the gap.

you arch slightly feeling his hands roam just a little lower and rest on the small of your back, and he gives you an encouraging smile before whispering "you can touch me, it's alright". your hands mindlessly reach for his broad chest, placing them flat against the firm muscle and feeling the echo of his heartbeat reverberate against your palm.

shivers run right through you when he leans a little closer, his lips brushing along your bow as he places the tiniest kiss. "this is nice, isn't it?" he asks, firmly massaging your tailbone and making your thighs clench.

you tilt your chin up, tucked comfortably in place where your lips are only inches away from his neck. you nip at your bottom lip before leaning forward to return the kiss, allowing your mouth to linger just a few seconds longer and drawing out a hum from your husband who tightens his hold against your lower back.

"yeah," you breathe, "this feels really nice."

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[gracie-eilish]

Peachy🧡✨🍑 pt. 2

an: here she is y'all. i was NOT expecting all the excitement from part one so thank you for that!🥹 that was so exciting to see!! im not used to writing any kind of smut, so please forgive any bumps in the road if you find any🥺 i’m trying over here!🫣🤪 anyways, i hope you like it!!

warnings: smut, fingering (r! receiving)👀, billie being a total flirt cause duh

It had been about a week since you last saw Billie, but for some reason you felt like no time had passed. Because for you at least, you'd subconsciously spent every day with her since that night. Her little flirts and nicknames had been ringing in your mind, making you blush and your heart skip a beat even just thinking about it. In fact, you couldn't even look at a peach without your breath catching. And don't even mention what happend at night when you were alone with your thoughts...

Tonight your friends were all getting together again but this time at Billie's place. You guys all rotated around apartments so it wasn't one person's responsibility to host everyone. You were already in the area so you decided to head over a little early, wanting to return the favor of Billie helping you clean up the other night, hoping you can help set things up tonight.

You gave yourself one last glance in the car's mirror before reaching to open the car door. You stopped yourself remembering your mini perfume in your purse. You spritzed some vanilla and peach scented perfume, your signature scent, onto your pulse points, and a few extra sprays on your neck before tossing the bottle back into your purse and getting out of the car.

You weren't deliberately planning for something to happen tonight... but if something did you wouldn't be mad, your little friendly crush was growing to be not so friendly anymore.

Within seconds of you ringing the doorbell, the door flew open revealing Billie. She had a surprised but sultry smile on her face.

"Hi peach," she said. “You’re here early! D’ya miss me that much?” Her words sent a shiver down your spine and a flush to your face.

You giggled trying to brush it off. “Stop Billie. I wanted to return the favor from the other night and help you get everything ready for tonight!” You said sweetly.

So sweetly it made Billie’s heart start to melt. It was quite obvious to everyone Billie had some kind of feelings for you. And for a while Billie just thought it was her normal kind of crush on a hot girl. But recently she felt the shift too. It was something more and moments like this made it hard for her to keep up the charm.

Well, not that hard.

“God you really are an angel aren’t ya?” She said with a smirk, finally letting you into her apartment. You just giggled and continued down the hallway towards her kitchen, leaving Billie standing in the cloud of sweet peachy perfume you left in the air. Billie inhaled your sweet perfume as she shut the door and leaned back on it for a second before composing herself and making her way to the kitchen.

After a little while, the rest of your friends started to arrive, tearing the two of you apart. But Billie kept her eye on you subtly all night. She just couldn’t get over it.. The way your hair just fell perfectly over your shoulders, and the sweet freckles dotting your nose, and how the sound of your giggle could win grammys in Billie’s opinion, and that god damn sweet peach perfume that was now stuck on every surface in her apartment infiltrating her space like you were infiltrating her mind. And the sweet little looks you gave Billie right back across the room, made more than just her heart throb.

As the night grew on and conversations grew tired, someone suggested putting on a movie. More as background noise but everyone gathered around and snuggled up in their chosen spots.

Naturally Billie patted the spot next to her when you made your way over. But being the flirt she is, Billie pulled you down onto her lap (not that you were complaining), wrapping her arms around your middle as you got comfy.

“You cozy, peach?” You blushed at the nickname. You had just started to get used to the spontaneous “baby” or “mama” but having a nickname all to yourself was kind of driving you wild.

You just nodded, not trusting your voice right now. Billie hummed in satisfaction, smiling before pressing a soft kiss right below your ear making you breath hitch.

As the movie began, Billie pulled you in closer to her, your hands brushing against each other on your tummy.

The movie being a rom-com, provided the perfect backdrop for you and Billie. As the movie went on, and tensions rose, so did the tension between you and Billie. Billie's hand slowly moved under the blanket, her fingers gently brushing against your thigh. The touch was subtle, almost imperceptible to anyone else, but it sent a jolt of electricity through your body. You bit her lip, trying to suppress a gasp, as Billie's fingers began to explore, slowly inching upwards.

Billie's touch was deliberate and teasing, making your breath catch in your throat. She knew your friends were just inches away, oblivious to the intimate game unfolding beneath the blanket. The contrast between the innocent movie and your hidden passion was exhilarating. Billie's fingers traced lazy circles on your inner thigh, her touch feather-light and teasing. Your heart raced, and your body tingled with anticipation.

"Can you stay quiet for me peachy?” Billie whispered, her breath hot against your ear. "Mm-hmm." you nodded, unable to properly speak.

“Is this okay?” Billie whispered, even the flirty little minx she was, of course made sure you were okay first. You smiled softly before nodding again, letting her continue.

Her nose nuzzled into your jaw before she pressed a few kisses there. “You always smell so good peachy,” she purred making you let out a breathy, quiet moan. Billie's fingers continued their ascent, slipping under the hem of your shorts, finding the soft lace of your panties.

With expert precision, Billie hooked her fingers into the fabric, slowly pulling it aside, exposing your folds. Your breath hitched as you felt the cool air on her sensitive skin, your body already responding to Billie's touch. Billie's fingers traced the outline of your pussy, teasing the edges, making you squirm under the blanket.

"You're so wet already, for me peach," Billie whispered, her voice dripping with desire. "I love how responsive you are mama." Your cheeks flushed with pleasure and embarrassment, knowing your friends were mere feet away, unaware of the erotic scene playing out beside them. And forget about the fact that of all the ways you thought about hooking up with Billie, this surprisingly was not one of them… not that you minded either way.

Billie's middle finger dipped into your slick heat, eliciting a soft moan that you quickly stifled with a hand over your mouth.

Billie's finger moved in slow circles, massaging your clit, her thumb pressing gently on the sensitive bundle of nerves. Your body trembled, eyes fluttering shut as you tried to focus on the movie, but Billie's touch was too distracting, too pleasurable. You could feel your juices flowing, coating Billie's finger as she worked her magic.

“You’re doing so good baby love,” she whispered in your ear, pressing another kiss to your neck. “Being such a good girl.. bein’ such a peach.” Her words sent you into overdrive, biting down on your lip so hard you were sure you would draw blood.

As the movie's dialogue filled the room, Billie's finger slid deeper, curling upwards, searching for your sweet spot. Your breath quickened, your body tensing as you fought to keep your moans silent. Billie's thumb continued to rub circles on your clit, her touch firm and relentless. Your hips bucked involuntarily, your body betraying your attempts at control. You turned your head slightly to look at Billie who until you turned your head, looked totally un-phased while watching the movie. As if she wasn’t ravishing her complete dream girl under the blanket.

"Let go f’me, angel," Billie whispered, her voice a soft command. "I want to feel you come around my fingers." Her words were like a spell, pushing you over the edge. It was so good you heard a ringing in your ears.. wait no. You actually were hearing a ringing.

You and Billie looked away from each other towards the sound of the ringing.

Of fucking course it was your phone.

You hit decline, if it was that important they’d call back. You sheepishly apologized and giggled at your phone being so loud right in the middle of the movie. You turned your ringer off with a sigh and settled back into Billie’s lap.

She pinched your clit, sending a jolt through you, you kinda forgot her hand was still in your pants. Giggling, you snuggled back into her and her arms tightened back around you as she started to rub slow circles on you clit, building you back up.

Until your fucking phone rang again.

Well it didn’t ring, but the screen lit up with your siblings contact across the screen again. With a huff you situated your shorts and got up to leave the room to take the call. Billie followed quickly behind, watching you stumble like a baby deer a little bit. She stifled a laugh as you picked up the phone.

“Hello?” You answered with a bite in your voice. Billie came up behind you, snaking her arms back around your waist. She nuzzled her nose on your jaw before kissing the area.

“This better be fucking important,” You groaned into the phone.

🧡✨🍑🫧

an: and with that i would like to formally introduce you to evil gracie hehehe🫣🥰 do you wanna part 3???👀

[autism-autobot]

I want to see more of Wukong interacting with the general public of heaven and surprising them more and more with how wrong they were in their assumptions of his character. Like I can imagine the plumhill boys and/or peach madens wanting to hang out with him again and setting up a picnic in one of the public gardens just to run into some nasty noble or smth. I like to think that besides the Havoc itself, the peach madens were actually pretty cool with their little monkey boy, bonus points if they called him baby brother or considered him One Of The Girls(tm) since if I remember correctly the jade emperor had no sons therefore the peach madens had no brothers but then one day this funky, clever little monkey dude was given the same job as them with a fancy title and they're like "Aw this ones ours now🍑❤️🧡💛💚💙💜" wukong is just so "Please like and adopt me, idk what I'm doing" coded even if he is competent and self sustaining, he's just so cute, look at his little face!

- @fruit-fight 💜

"How can anyone hate him? He's just a little guy!" - A Peach Maden

"Well, you see, he *lore dumps about Wukong*" - Celestial Soldier

"AND???!!!" - Other Peach Maden

To them, he is very much one of the girls. Wukong is very happy they still feel that way about him.

~~~

Nezha brought Wukong to a café in the Celestial Realm one gentle morning. Sun Wukong had been slowly getting more used to using mobility devices in public. They were chatting while Wukong sat in the rollator anxious about his surroundings. He hadn't made many public appearances at this point and was concerned with how the other celestials who noticed him felt about his presence, especially in his current condition.

An elderly woman entered the café with who appeared to be a descendant of hers and just... stared at Wukong. Deer in the headlights kind of look. The young man only took a quick glance before turning to his elder.

"Grandmother, there's no line."

"Whatever is Nezha doing with that thing?"

"Grandmother, he's a monkey, not a thing. And I'm certain the Marshall has a good reason for the company."

"Hmm.... I'll go ask him."

"WAIT, GRANDMA NO!!!"

Wukong ducked his head and awaited the inevitable. Nezha noticed and scooted into a more protective position next to him.

'Grandma' bombarded Nezha with a million different questions about Wukong. Nezha answered her patiently, not wanting any trouble. Her grandson looked embarrassed.

Luckily, the grandmother seemed content with Nezha's answers and walked away when finished. The grandson apologized profusely for his grandmother's behavior.

Twentyish minutes later, the grandmother returned and placed a cookie in front of Wukong and pinched his cheek.

"Now, you keep being a good boy and get well soon. Alright, dear?"

"Yes, ma'am. I will."

~~~

Nezha had dropped Wukong off at the Demon Bull Family's place while he went to another boring meeting. As usual, he eavesdroped on the other celestials while he waited for things to get started.

The rumors were different than normal.

"Did you hear that The Monkey King is sick? The poor thing!"

"Wukong's living with Nezha now? How sick is that guy? Do you think he'll be okay?"

"You should have seen him in the market the other day, all cozy with his blanket holding onto Nezha! Oh, he's the cutest!"

"I was planning on dropping off some medicine at Nezha's place for Wukong if you wanna come with."

"Gods, I hope that The Monkey King feels better soon. Even my children have been praying for him."

Nezha smiled. These weren't the tones his dearest friend was usually spoken about with. It was a nice change. If only Wukong had heard it himself.

Masterpost

[willowisapillow]

👑🍑 The Queens Of Nintendo 🌼👑

💖I ain’t never seen two pretty best friends-🧡

To tell you guys the truth, I’ve never really been too big on the Mario Tennis games. Don’t get me wrong, they do have their charm, but they just weren’t as exciting to me as the Kart and Party games. But that doesn't mean I dislike them, far from it. My personal favorites are Power Tennis, Tennis Aces, and the subject of today’s art; N64’s Mario Tennis, and this art was made as a (belated) 24th Anniversary to the game, hence Peach and Daisy’s classic designs <3.

Also made this as a (belated) 35th Anniversary to Miss Daisy herself. Wanted to draw her and Peach together because A. It’s been a hot minute since I’ve last drawn her and I’m over the moon that I’m doing it again, and B; last year and this year has just been one big W for both of my girls. Like, I finally get a Mario game where I can play as my fav Princesses that isn’t Kart, Sport, or Party related? Yes please! 💕

I just have a huge love and appreciation for both of these ladies, I’ve always hated the whole Peach vs Daisy rivalry that was so prominent back in the fandom back in the 2010s (not to mention how kinda toxic they quickly get 😬). Thankfully things have calmed down, but I still do see it here and then sometimes. Especially really hate how Daisy is often portrayed as this catty, spiteful, mean girl bully-type character towards Peach in fanart and animations. Ik she’s meant to be sassy and spunky, but having her do unnecessarily violent things like catfighting and throwing things at Peach just feels kinda wrong to me. Nintendo literally describes the two as being, “sisters in arms”, so can we just not make them be toxic towards each other for one damn second 💀

Personally, I think they both rule. They’re not perfect characters and they have their flaws, but that’s what makes them great. Plus I’m a huge sucker for the whole trope of the girly girl and tomboy duo. I was a mix of both as a youngin’, so I immediately related to both princesses. I love Peach’s bubbly, poised, and unapologetically girly personality, and I love Daisy’s boisterous, fun-loving, and sporty personality.

Also had a little bi-crush on both of them as a kid, but that’s a whole subject to talk about for another time 👀👀👀

💖 🍑 🌼 🧡

[kaynanarie]

Hi queen, I’ve been checking everyday on tumblr for new Eyes of Gold chapters releases, your writing is so captivating that I can’t stop rereading it, please let me join your tag list 🙊💕

Aaah that's so sweet, thank you! 😭 I'm glad you've enjoyed the story so far! 🧡

I'll absolutely add you to the list, Peach Friend! 🍑 🐒

[weird-dere-fics]

Awww Twyla this sounds like so much fun! You remind me of an all seeing leader whose purpose is to choose jobs for people! And unlike those rebels in those stories who don't want your guidance, I do!!

So, lovely Tywla, I present to you 🌼

I trust you know what to do 💛💛

Patchy!! My most treasured peddler welcome, welcome! 🧡🧡🧡🧡

I am happy to see you this fine day and I hope it is treating you nicely <3. I appreciate you finding some significance in my “guidance”. It is so very kind of u. I hope it makes your heart smile :3.

On that note, my darling love, I am assigning you medicine making. I feel you would make a splendid apothecary 🪻🌿.

Not a far cry from your work peddling potions, my dear, though it is slightly more mundane.

There’s something so special about you Patchy, Like a sixth sense, if you will. You always know just what someone needs and when they need it. It is a special gift that touches many and warms them from the inside out in times of turmoil.

Your hands already work as agents of healing, working their magic each time your fingers touch the keys of your chosen device. You are indeed as sweet as a peach 🍑. And in a world/worldwide web as wrought with toxicity and bad feelings as the ones we dwell in, you are an absolute gem that performs miracles.

Aiding mental ailments is easy schmeasy for you~. But trying your hand at doing the same with physical ailments might be a new adventure that would teach you many things about life, yourself, and other people ówò. It may just give you the chance to find that good in yourself everyone else sees that you can’t quite seem to make out for yourself 💜💜💜.

Bokuto was brought to you, sick as a dog, barely clinging to life, believing all is already lost. Everyone else he had known and cared for had gone to the sickness already. What was the use in holding on, then?

You had already promised yourself you would save this man, but when you had found you were all he had left? Him giving up like this simply wouldn’t do. Not on your watch. Day by day you made his medicine. You created your potions too. You spoke to him softly, reassuringly. Slowly but surely you were breathing life into him.

And it’s days like this, where the sun is beating down on him as he chases down a boar for both of your dinner, stronger and happier than he’s ever been, that he thinks of what you’ve done for him. Through your works you taught him how to breathe once more, to smile again, to love. He’s only glad that you let him make you his and allowed him to care for you in return <333.

I love u my sweet, sweet friend úwù

. . send me an emoji and I'll tell you what study vibes you give me :3

[awayellis]

🧡 Not So Berry: Base Game Edition – Generation 8 (Peach) 🧡

Hi, Simmers! 🍑 I'm currently deep into Gen 9-10 (but not even close 😆 to my 100-gen goal! 🎯), but I just had to share the absolute chaos that was my Peach Generation, featuring my heir Svatoslava! This generation was peak drama, and I loved every second of it!

🍑 Peach Gen Overview

Traits: Foodie 🍰 | Lazy 🛋️ | Goofball 🎭

Aspiration: Joke Star

Career: Secret Agent 🕵️

Rules: ✅ Marry a co-worker ✅ Master gourmet cooking & comedy skills ✅ Master secret agent career ✅ Must play an instrument 🎸 ✅ Live in a different world than raised 🌍

🎭 Spy Love Gone Wrong...

Svatoslava married her co-worker Zlatko while working her way through the Secret Agent career. Perfect spy couple, right? Well... not for long. 😬

She had a one-night stand with Jaromil Depp, a townie who literally looked like Johnny Depp (download from gallery 👀). This fling led to her surprise pregnancy with Dale. 💥

Zlatko caught her cheating—but plot twist! He was cheating too, with Želmíra, and they had two sons together, Dobroslav and Norbert. They divorced, and let's just say the drama skyrocketed.

👶 The Baby "Donation" Incident

So here's where things got really bizarre...

After the split, I used a mod that lets you "donate baby to science". Svatoslava made the tough decision to go through with it, but... the baby stayed in her family tree anyway! 😳

And THEN... plot twist of the century—Maxmilian (her son with Zlatko) brought a friend home from school, and it was Dale, the "donated" baby! 🤯

I have no idea how that happened, but it was peak Sims chaos and honestly? Iconic.

💔 Post-Divorce Chaos

After her divorce, Svatoslava had a messy relationship with Knox. They had a daughter, Norberta, but when she proposed, Knox rejected her! So, she dumped him and kept moving forward. 💪

Finally, she met Alfredo, and they welcomed twins together -Dobromír (a male Czech name meaning "good peace") and Dobruše (a feminine Czech name derived from dobrý, meaning "good").

This generation was such a rollercoaster, but I loved the storytelling chaos! 🍑 Have you ever had mods create completely unexpected plot twists in your legacy saves? Let me know! Screenshots coming soon!

[alsjeblieft-zeg]

065 of 2024

The Orange Survey 🧡

by joybucket

1. Do you like the color orange? I kinda have a love-hate relationship with it.

2. What is your favorite shade of orange? Neon orange.

3. What is your least favorite shade of orange? Metallic gold (does it count as orange?).

4. List three random things you like that are orange. Orange cats, tangerines, copper wires.

5. Which of these words would you say describes you best: awkward, outgoing, adventurous, silly, or boisterous? I'm torn between awkward and silly.

6. What is your favorite type of orange to eat? 🍊 Blood orange.

9. Have you ever had a close friend that was a natural redhead? 👩‍🦰 Yes, a girl names Beata. She was one of my best childhood friends for many years, but then, our ways just parted.

10. Who in your family is a natural redhead, if anyone? 🧑‍🦰👩‍🦰 No one, sadly. People in my family have either dark brown or dirty blonde hair.

11. Would you rather eat carrot cake, and orange creamsicle, or a mango popsicle? Carrot cake, I think.

12. Would you rather visit Ireland 🇮🇪, Ivory Coast 🇨🇮, or Niger 🇳🇪 ? Ireland. Wanted to do it long ago already.

13. Would you rather eat an orange 🍊 or a peach 🍑? Peach, definitely. I don't like oranges as whole fruits.

14. Have you ever visited someone in prison? No. I had a neighbour who was in and out of the prison, but I've never visited him.

16. Have you ever hit an orange traffic cone with your car? No, thankfully I don't drive.

17. Would you ever dye your hair orange? Yeah, if I could reach that pretty copper shade.

18. List three things you dislike that are orange. Pumpkin, cantaloupe, sweet potato.

19. Which of these names do you like best for a girl: Peach, Clementine, Ginger, October, or Autumn? Clementine, definitely.

20. Which of these names do you like best for a cat: Peaches, Ginger, Pumpkin, October, or Orange Marmalade? 🐈 Ginger, but Peaches is cute, too.

22. Did you enjoy reading Anne of Green Gables when you were younger? 👩‍🦰 Actually, very much. Most of her adventures were really enjoyable.

25. What is your favorite way to eat carrots: in a cake, raw and dipped in ranch, or cooked and mixed pasta or rice along with other vegetables? Cooked with green peas. I could eat this mix every single day.

26. Are you wearing anything orange right now, and if so, what? No, I don't.

27. List three random things you own that are orange. Highlighters, index notes, some natural amber.

28. Do you remember drinking an Orange Julius as a kid? I've never heard of it, really.

29. Would you rather eat orange sherbet, peach pie, or orange yogurt? Orange yogurt sounds interesting.

32. Have you ever owned a pet goldfish? No, but we had other fish in the garden.

33. Would you rather eat yams, pumpkin pie, or orange chicken? Orange chicken.

34. Do you like apricots? Why not, they're not bad.

35. Which of these cartoon characters do you like best: Chuckie (from Rugrats), Chuckie (the killer), Ernie, Merida, or Tigger? Merida <3 she comes across as aroace to me.

36. Which of these names do you like best for a girl: Tangerine, Marigold, Sunshine, Sunrise, or Eliza? Marigold and Eliza.

37. Which of these names do you like best for a girl: Anne, Pippi, Ginny, Merida, or Tiger? Anne and Ginny.

38. Which of these names do you like best for a boy: Ron, Tiger, Ernie, October, or Storm? Probably Ron.

39. Do you like orange marmalade jelly on toast? Nah, I don't like marmalade.

40. Name three people you know who were born in the fall. 🍁 My dad (end of September), my uncle (his brother - born one day before my dad's birthday, so we often joke that my dad got a brother as a birthday gift), my team leader (half October).

41. Would you ever paint your bedroom walls orange? Why not, but like, pastel orange or something. I prefer light colours on the walls.

42. Which of these careers sounds the most appealing to you: Driver's Ed teacher, crossing guard, prison guard, firefighter, or voice of a cartoon character? Crossing guard maybe.

43. Which of these TV shows would you prefer to watch a marathon of, if you had to choose just one: The Wild Thornberrys, Rugrats, As Told By Ginger, The Flinstones, or Rocket Power? Out of these I'm familiar only with the Flintstones, so I would go with them, especially that they're funny.

44. Are you a fan of the spice Turmeric? Not really a fan, but I do like it in some food. 

45. Which of these names do you like best for a cat: Sunrise, Sunset, Sunshine, Marigold, or October? Marigold.

47. Do you own an orange sweater? Nope, I don't.

48. Do you enjoy shooting baskets? 🏀 Yeah. I used to be a semi-professional basketball player before I got diagnosed with my genetic disorder.

49. Would you rather eat Cheetos or Doritos? Cheetos.

50. Have you ever seen a real live fox in person? 🦊 Yes, a few good times.

[kaynanarie]

Aaah they all look so adorable! 🧡

Shihou loves to carry his Peach Friend around, especially if he gets to tease them at the same time (and still gets his turn when smol) 🐒 🍑

Thank you so much for the amazing art!!! Shihou looks so handsome, I can't stop staring at his beautiful eyes! 💛

I haven't had much time to draw more monkey doodles, other projects have been keeping me busyyyyyy

Top art is a fanart of Shihou and Peach Friend from Eyes of Gold by @kaynanarie . about time Peach Friend gets carried around by Shihou (but also monkey form Shihou is very dear to my heart)

and then of course gotta draw my two favorite burdens smooching, Oz and Kiwi

[peachsayshi]

Peach! 💕 I would like your thoughts for Nanami + S 😘

• S - Sleepy sex (do they give oral to wake their partner up? do they like receiving oral to wake up? do they like fucking their partner awake? being fucked awake? how about being fucked to sleep at night? do they have lazy morning sex?) 

nanami enjoys having sex before bed, purely because it helps him release any pent up stress from his day. the way you're his for taking, allowing him to use your body to his heart's content has him in complete bliss. it's cute because in the end he'll sometimes even whisper: "thank you, my love" in your ear in between him smothering you with praises as your legs tremble uncontrollably. you're the one who got him into having lazy morning sex - especially since he's such an early bird who always slips away before you even manage to wake up. you started reaching out for him, the two of you barely awake with your bodies molding and writhing just to feel that comforting heat, and it lures him to stay back in bed for just a little longer. he even falls back asleep, sometimes, and it's funny when he scolds you about being late on rare occasions. nanami won't tap into certain kinks unless you bring it up. yes, he thinks about but he's also very considerate of you beyond his own specific needs and desires. he loves the level of intimacy you both share in a relationship, and he never wants to take advantage of that. he isn't the one to suggest touching or fucking you while you're asleep (or vice versa) - in fact, you just straight out tell him that he has the right to do so if he's comfortable (and if he's okay with it, you can do it in return). the look on his face - the way he blushes from the tips of his ears all the way down to his neck is absolutely priceless. he enjoys waking up to your pretty lips wrapped around the tip of his swollen cock, sucking and rolling your tongue over the head to give him a much needed release. he loves burying himself in your cunt while leaving sweet kisses along your neck as you're lost in deep sleep, hearing your content and breathy sighs fuel the most primal part of his part.

dirty A-Z headcanon game (on letter per ask, please!)

[gracie-eilish]

Peachy🧡✨🍑

Billie was always that friend. You know the one—the touchy, flirty, effortlessly charming type who could hug someone out of nowhere or plant a cheeky kiss on someone’s forehead, leaving everyone in a daze while she just smirked and walked away. It wasn’t like she was trying to make people fall for her (not on purpose, anyway); it was just her way. She was warm, tactile, and confident in a way that made her magnetic to everyone she met.

But recently, Billie’s affectionate attention had shifted… to you.

It started subtle at first: a lingering hug when she arrived at hangouts, an arm slung casually around your shoulder during movie nights, or a playful nudge followed by that signature smirk of hers. Slowly but surely, it became more frequent. A kiss on the cheek when she said goodbye. Her legs draped over yours when you sat next to each other on the couch. Fingers tracing lightly over your arm as she teased you about something innocuous.

You tried not to read into it. After all, Billie was like this with everyone…. right? It was just her personality. But, it was becoming harder to ignore the butterflies that swarmed in your stomach every time she hugged you or the way your face flushed when she leaned close, her voice low and playful as she called you a sweet nickname.

Like tonight.

The group had decided on a cozy night in at your place, and Billie had shown up fashionably late, as usual. The second she walked in the door, she zeroed in on you, her eyes lighting up in that familiar way that made your heart skip a beat.

“Hey pretty girl,” she said, smirking as she opened her arms wide.

You tried to play it cool, but there was no stopping the flush that crept up your neck as you stood up to greet her. “Hi, Billie.”

She pulled you into a hug, her arms wrapping tightly around you as if she hadn’t seen you in years instead of just a few days. Her cheek brushed against yours, and you could smell her cologne—a warm, woodsy scent that made your knees feel weak. It mixed with the sweet citrusy, floral perfume you had on, one Billie was starting to fall for.

“You smell so good, peach,” she murmured, her nose grazing your jaw, before pressing a quick kiss there.

You laughed nervously, hoping she couldn’t feel how fast your heart was pounding. “Uh, thanks. You, too.”

When she finally let go, she kept an arm around your shoulder, guiding you back to the couch where the rest of your friends were lounging. She plopped down beside you, her leg immediately brushing against yours, and you had to fight the urge to scoot away. Not because you didn’t like it—God, you loved it—but because you were terrified she’d notice how much her touch affected you.

The night went on, with the group laughing and chatting as Billie’s presence remained firmly anchored to your side. At one point, she stretched out on the couch, her head resting comfortably on your lap. She looked up at you with a lazy smile, her blue eyes glinting mischievously.

“Comfy?” you asked giggling, but trying to sound nonchalant.

“Very,” she said, reaching up to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. “You make a great pillow, babe,” she added before sending you a wink.

Your cheeks burned, but you managed a soft laugh. “Glad I could help.”

She stayed there for the better part of an hour, her fingers occasionally grazing your knee or tracing absentminded patterns on your hand. You tried to focus on the conversation around you, but all you could think about was how close she was, how warm her body felt against yours, and how much you didn’t want her to move.

Eventually, the group decided to watch a movie. The lights were dimmed, and everyone else settled into their usual spots, with Billie predictably sticking to you like glue. This time, she sat up and pulled you over to sit in her lap with your back to her front, her arm draped over your waist as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Your breath hitched as she set her chin on your shoulder, nose brushing your cheek.

“You comfy, mama?” she murmured, her breath tickling your ear.

“Yeah,” you whispered back, hoping she couldn’t hear the slight tremor in your voice.

You could hear her smirk in her low hum, pressing a kiss to your hair, her arms tightening around your waist.

As the movie played on, you found yourself hyper-aware of every little movement she made—the way her chest rose and fell against your back, the way her hand occasionally squeezed your hip when something funny happened on screen, the way her laugh vibrated in you every time she giggled, whispering little cheeky add-ons into your ear. By the time the credits rolled, your head was spinning, and you weren’t sure how much longer you could keep pretending you were unaffected by her touch.

When the night finally wound down and your friends started trickling out the door, Billie lingered behind, helping you clean up. She didn’t say much at first, just quietly gathering empty cups and plates while you tried to steady your nerves.

“Thank you or staying to help Bills. You really don’t have to,” you said, breaking the silence.

She shrugged, flashing you a lopsided grin. “It’s no problem. Aything for you, angel.”

There it was again—that playful, flirtatious tone that always seemed to leave you breathless. You turned and busied yourself with stacking plates and setting dishes in the sink, hoping she wouldn’t notice the way your hands were shaking.

As she finished tying up the last garbage bag and set it down, she looked over at you with a curious look in her eyes.

“You’ve been quiet tonight. You’re usually so bubbly and giggly,” she said, stepping closer, leaning on the opposite side of the kitchen counter “Everything okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine,” you said a little too quickly, avoiding her gaze.

She tilted her head, her eyes narrowing slightly. “You sure? You’re not mad at me or something, are you?”

“What? Oh my gosh no, of course I’m not mad at you,” you said, finally meeting her eyes.

Her expression softened and she let out a sigh of relief while she walked around to be closer to you. “Thank God. I’d hate to think I did something to upset you, baby,” she said, while reaching up to cup your flushed cheeks.

You swallowed hard, your heart racing as her fingers lingered against your cheek. “You didn’t.”

She smiled, her thumb grazing your cheekbone. “You’re so cute when you blush, you know that?”

“Please, I am not blushing,” you scoffed playfully.

“Oh you so are,” she said, her grin widening. “And I think you know it, cutie,” she whispered directly into your ear.

You opened your mouth to protest, but the words caught in your throat as she leaned back a bit, her blue eyes locked on yours. For a moment, you thought she was going to kiss you, but instead, she pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, her lips lingering just long enough to leave you breathless.

“Goodnight, peach,” she murmured, her voice low and warm.

And with that, she turned and walked out the door, but not without turning around again to send a wink your way before closing the door, leaving you standing there, your cheeks burning and your heart pounding as you wondered if she knew exactly what she was doing to you.

And as Billie walked down the hallway further away from your apartment, her smirk only grew.

She totally knew what she was doing.

🍑✨☁️🧡

[kaynanarie]

This isn't really an ask, but I wanted to let you know that I am very thoroughly enjoying your stories and writing. I love the way you write your characters (particularly the interactions with Jen and the Destined One)! And if I am being perfectly honest, your work has been very inspiring to me, too! I don't write, but I love sketching and illustrating! I can't wait to continue reading more! =)

Oh my gosh thank you so much! 🫂 I'm so happy you've enjoyed the misadventures of Jen and Destined One! They are my little sillies and it brings me such joy to see them loved and appreciated.

It truly is the highest compliment to inspire others and their creativity 😊 You're so kind and talented, your art is beautiful and I just know you inspire others in turn.

I look forward to sharing more stories with you and hope I can continue to inspire and see my fellow creators thrive! 🧡

Thank you again, wonderful Peach Friend! 🫂

~Kay 🍑

@agent-darkfest

[peachsayshi]

@half-baked-biscuit for whatever reason I didn’t get notified when you tagged me but I’m reblogging this a second time BECAUSE I CANT HELP 😭 I’m currently dying over the little waist flash 😭😭😭😭

[peachsayshi]

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(No pressure to do this! <3 )

thank you so much for sending! <3

honey {vampire choso x reader} ; I loved writing this story, and this au is one of my personal favorites. I have more ideas for it which hopefully I can explore in the future.

entangle {geto x reader x nanami}; this was purely self indulgent but it's one of my favorite smut mini-series. it also really challenged me in terms of smut writing, but I had a lot of fun with this one.

playboy geto x inexperienced reader; a lot of my geto series are some of my favorites, but this one is particularly fun for me to write. I really enjoy playing on the tension.

sugar daddy nanami x reader; I'm literally obsessed with him but honestly it's also a tie between this and the ex husband nanami series...I can't choose lskdjflk

chapter 17 - the way you love me {gojo x reader}; it's not a stand alone fic - but this was one of my personal favorite chapters to write. I am literally the world's biggest sucker for soft satoru ~

[gracie-eilish]

Peachy (pt 3)🧡✨🍑

an: THE LONGGGGGGGGG AWAITED PART THREEEEEEE

apologies for the delay y’all. i’m still maneuvering writing smut and i know y’all really like this series so i didn’t want it to be like super bad🤦‍♀️😵‍💫

warning: smut, fingering/oral r!receiving

Billie stood in the doorway to the living room, pretending to continue watching the movie, practically bouncing with energy. She was chewing on her nail while her ankle bounced in anticipation. You on the other hand, were furiously talking to your sibling in the other on the phone.

“Dude, just tell Mom to bring her phone to the fucking store and have them fix it. I have no idea why you’re calling me over such a small issue!” You huffed out, making Billie stifle a laugh.

Your head was in your hands, sitting at Billie’s kitchen table, trying not to scream into the phone as your friends all calmly continued their movie night in the room next door. Forget about the fact that this phone call was so not important like you had hoped it would be, the throbbing between your thighs only had intensified since you left the couch.

As your sibling rambled, you couldn’t help but let you mind wander to just a few minutes ago…

Billie’s soft hands splayed out on your thighs, her minty breath on your neck and her hot whispers in your ear, and her soft fingers playing with your clit so delicately-

“Hello????? Are you still there?” Shit.

“Yes hi sorry, connections glitchy. You know what I’m a little busy right now so please, just take Mom’s phone to the store and have the professionals figure it out and we’ll take it from there! Okay, Okay. Please don’t call me again tonight, I’m busy. Bye!!!” You set your phone down with a huff and sat your face in your hands.

As you started to gather yourself to rejoin the group, you started to hear the rumblings and padding around of everyone starting to head out for the night. Thank God, you thought.

You made your way back to the living room, hearing Billie say goodbye to the last of your friends before shutting the door. Her footsteps made their way back down the hall to where you stood, now shy, in the doorway.

“Hi Peach,” Billie said, finally letting out a laugh. You joined in giggling with her.

“What the fuck was that all about?” She giggled, signaling for you to sit on the couch.

“Fuckin christ. Some virus or something on my mom’s phone?? And apparently I’m a tech wiz so I was the one they called. I have zero fucking clue why,” You sighed out with a small smile, frustrated but laughing at the situation.

“I’m sorry you didn’t get to.. you know,” Billie said with a smirk and you swear you saw a twinge of a blush on her cheeks.

“I still can you know.. I’ve got nowhere to be if that’s okay with you…” You flirted back, your tone now soft and sultry.

“Yeah, Peachy?” She smirked.

“Yeah baby.” Billie blushed at the nickname, you were always the soft, shy one so this was a new side to you she hadn’t seen before.

Before she could say another word you had already leaned in crashing your lips to hers, hands in her hair and her hands on your waist, pulling each other in as close as can be.

Billie grabbed your hand and lead you out of the living room up to her bedroom, the two of you giggling along the way.

As she shut the door behind her, your hands found Billie's waist, pulling her closer. You stood on your toes and pressed your lips against hers, initiating a kiss that was both tender and passionate. Your mouths moved in perfect harmony, tongues dancing and exploring, tasting each other's desire.

“Mmm Bils..” you moaned in between kisses.

“I know Peachy, I know..” she reassured.

As the kiss deepened, Billie's hands roamed over your body, mapping every curve and contour. She slid her hands under your shirt, her fingers brushing against the soft skin of your lower back. You moaned into the kiss, your body arching into Billie's touch.

She backed you up until your knees hit the mattress, softly pushing you back till you fell with a soft thud. You pushed yourself back until your head lay on her pillows, as Billie crawled up to hover over you. Her long dark hair creating a curtain around your faces, as she stared deep into your eyes, her own turning into a deep dark lust filled blue.

“You sure mama?” Billie pulled back to see your full face. Not two hours ago she was fingering you under the blanket on her couch and now she was being sweet. The thought made you giggle before responding a meek ‘yes’, barely able to make words.

With slow, deliberate movements, Billie began to pull off your shirt, revealing your pale orange colored lace bra and the swell of your breasts. Billie chuckled softly at the color choice, briefly looking up at you through her lashes, you just smirked back down at her; you knew what you were doing.

“You’re trouble aren’t ya peach,” she quipped, moving her way back up to your neck. You just giggled before letting out a blissful sigh when her lips came in contact with your neck. She kissed a path down your neck, her lips leaving a trail of fire, and pink and purple marks. Your hands tangled in her hair, guiding her, encouraging her to take what she wanted. Her skilled fingers found their way to your back, unclipping your bra and pulling it off, revealing your perfect tits to her.

“So pretty,” She whispered mainly to herself, but she knew you heard it when your face flushed a deep pink.

Your hands moved to her hips, pulling her closer, urging her to feel the intensity of your desire. Her fingers found the waistband of your shorts, deftly untying them and sliding them and your panties down your slender legs. She followed suit, taking off her own top revealing her dark colored lace bra, her perfect tits practically spilling out of it. Followed by her sweats, revealing her matching thong… and those yummy tattoos. She had you drooling and you didn’t even know it.

“You like what you see mama?” She whispered, making your eyes shoot back up to her own, nodding softly, unable to form words. She smirked taking off her bra and thong, and then knelt before you, gazing up at you with desire-filled eyes.

“I need to taste you peachy, is that okay mama?” You flushed at the nickname, nodding softly before leaning down to kiss her softly.

She pulled away and leaned back on her heels gently spreading your legs, revealing your wetness, a testament to your arousal.

“So pretty f’me Peach. You know that? Prettiest peach, all f’me,” She rambled into your thighs, pressing kisses everywhere except where you needed her.

Finally her fingers delved into your moist folds, stroking and teasing your clit. Your breath quickened as Billie's skilled fingers brought you to the brink of ecstasy. "Oh, fuck Billie," you gasped, your body trembling.

“Ah ah ah, not yet sweet girl. Want this to last,” She whispered, leaning up to press a wet kiss to your tummy.

Billie's mouth replaced her fingers, her tongue flicking and licking, driving you wild with pleasure. She sucked on your sweet bud, her fingers continuing to stroke and tease, bringing you closer and closer to the edge.

“Billie I- fuck. Billie, please!” You didn’t know what you were asking for, you just knew you needed it.

“Please what angel? What do you want, hmm? Tell me.” You gasped out, letting your head fall back as she whispered into your pussy.

“I’m so close, please- I want more!” You cried out. tears pricking at the corners of your eyes as you got so close to your release for the second time tonight.

“Peachy wants more, Peachy gets more,” She smirked into your thighs before diving back in.

“I swear to god you even taste like a peach. How the fuck did you do that??” She questioned, chuckling a bit, gaining a breathy giggle out of you too.

You giggle was cut short when she slipped two fingers back into you and finally hit that sweet spot making you see stars.

“Holy fuck Billie!” you cried out, watching her. She never broke eye contact, watching you as her eyes darkened with every thrust. She had been waiting for this for so long… way before that party at your place…

Your body tensed, and with a cry of release, you came, your sweet juices flowing onto Billie's waiting tongue.

She savored the taste of you, your orgasm lingering on her lips. She continued to moan and lap at your sensitive folds, drawing out every last bit of pleasure. Your body trembled, your hands gripping the sheets before grabbing Billie’s hand off your hip and intertwining your fingers as you rode the waves of your climax.

As your breathing slowed, Billie gently kissed your inner thighs, leaving a trail of tender kisses up to your face, making you giggle. She sat up to flop down next to you in bed pulling you into a tight embrace, your naked bodies pressing together.

“You okay sweet girl?” Billie whispered, running a hand over your back softly.

“Yeah I’m okay,” You replied sleepily, nuzzling your face into the crook of her neck, making Billie’s heart burst.

“Hey Billie?” You mumbled.

“Yeah Peach?”

“I kinda have a crush on you,” Billie cackled at your statement, your own giggles mixing in with hers.

“What?! I do!!” You whined teasingly.

“Yeah Peachy, I know you do,” She replied laughing. “Can I tell you a secret too?”

You nodded biting your lip, holding back another sweet giggle.

“I have a crush on you too,” She replied in her little voice. You gasped dramatically, putting your hand on your chest, clutching your invisible pearls as Billie leaned over to pepper kisses all over your cheeks.

As your giggles subsided, the two of you snuggled up closer to one another. Billie grabbed the edge of the blanket and brought it up over your shoulders making sure you were warm enough.

“You sleepy, baby?” She whispered, only met with a small nod and sleepy whimper from you as you wrapped yourself around her more.

“Wait.. m’not that sleepy. Wanna help you too,” you slurred out, trying to blink enough to wake up your eyes. Billie bit back a giggle before pulling your body back down to hers. You would have your time to pleasure Billie. For now, having you in her arms was enough.

“Goodnight Peach,” She whispered into your hair, pressing a kiss to your head. You had already drifted off, your body relaxing fully into hers, limp in her arms.

As Billie drifted off and the smell of your peachy perfume filled her senses, she knew that this was heaven.

🧡✨🍑💋

[peachsayshi]

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