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[aureatelys]

top 3 cm characters then fmk those specific characters 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

how dare you robin

top 3 i feel is constantly changing but i will have to say hotch, emily, and penelope? reid is a close fourth

fuck hotch immediately no questions i know he’s a terrible husband and i’d say i can fix him but i can’t and i need to ride him at least once

marry penelope and kill emily because i can’t imagine killing penelope 😔 and everyone has said it but emily will survive so she’ll be fine

[cosmicwavelengths]

aauggueehhh i jus read your bucky one where you’re grinding on his abs and you said another part but on his biceps and now i cant stop thinking about holding onto his arm when we’re watching a movie or something but his hand is pressed to my inner thigh just because before i start grinding on his hand and he jus lets me because- auaghughuhh im insane thanks for that

oh my god, yes! and when you grind on him, he flexes his arm a bit and causes the plates to shift like this

maybe it would go a little like this.... (minors, dni! - 18+) "you're just obsessed, aren't ya?" you flush bashfully, not expecting bucky to have picked up on your fascination. the movie had been playing for the past half hour or so, but you'd be lying to yourself if you didn't say that bucky's arms were more interesting to you than whatever is happening on screen.

together, you had assumed your normal cuddling position on the couch, one that allows you to absentmindedly stroke your fingers over his arm. you were captivated by the way the metal plates shift when he tenses up his shoulder, how they seem to ebb and flow like ocean waves. during quieter parts of the film, you could hear the electronic whirring inside of the vibranium casing. you admire how the dark color plates are highlighted with gold between the insets. bucky's hand slides down to your bare inner thigh, the cool metal sending a shiver to your core. "i bet you'd rather grind over them instead of my cock, huh?" he teases, tightening his grip. you squirm under his strong hand, which keeps you in place. it's insane how well he knows you, how well he can read your body for what you really wanted. he moves his hand under your shorts and panties, making you whine out from the contact. grazing his vibranium fingers up and down your weeping slit, your eyes roll into the back of your head. his digits just barely tease the entrance of your cunt before it starts fluttering.

he shifts to face you fully, bringing his metal hand up to the bottom of your chin. gently tilting your head upwards, he asks, "is that what you want?" it wasn't long before you were on him, writhing your hips over his plated arm. your eyes are shut at the feeling of him flexing his bicep, causing the vibranium plates to shift and massage your clit. your wetness spreads over the peak of his muscle, making it easier to slide over him. it feels like a goddamn dream, and you weren't sure how long you were going to last. "f-fuck! bucky, please?" "keep going f’me, make a mess all over my arm. use me, doll," and at his words, he flexes again, forcing an orgasm from you. you throw your head back with a loud moan as you feel your arousal drip out onto his arm, the pulsating plates helping you ride out your high before you collapse onto him, breathless.

bucky pulls you into his form, wrapping his arms around you tightly as you continue to shudder. smelling the faint scent of your arousal on his arm, he sighs and buries his head into your neck. “felt good, sweetheart?”

taking his flesh hand, he drags a digit through the arousal you left on his arm and pops it in his mouth to taste.

“delicious.”

[treasuredplanet]

∞

"No Surrender" by Bruce Springsteen, which is like. THE erasermic song to me. it's so hard to pick a favorite lyric bc it's just incredible from start to finish, so I'm picking this bit bc it's very Them and 'follow your dreams down' was the title of a scrapped rooftop gang fic 😭

[magnifiico]

hoowee !

👋 hello hello! thank you all for dealing with the insane slowness of this blog; i come back with an update !

after mulling it over for awhile, i've decided to make this blog incredibly private and mostly friends-only for my comfort. i've recently gone through my mutuals and cleaned it up to successfully get my dash at a spot where I feel cozy, so if we're still mutuals, hello! ❤️

activity will proceed to be slow here, just fyi, but as long as my current moots are chill with that, please stick around. otherwise, i'm not offended by you unfollowing; do what makes you coziest, too!

thanks for your patience! i appreciate the support you folks have given me since i created this blog!

[attroxx]

❛ @puckish-rogue said . . . ❝ i’m all yours. ❞ for da most specialist princess in the world ❜

𝙈𝙄𝘼 𝙒𝘼𝙎𝙉'𝙏 𝙐𝙎𝙐𝘼𝙇𝙇𝙔 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙅𝙀𝘼𝙇𝙊𝙐𝙎 𝙏𝙔𝙋𝙀. at least that's what she'd always thought. but she'd also never had a boyfriend before either. it's not like she can blame the girls, exactly. he's tall, handsome and all the things girls want in a man. blue irises lower to the marble flooring, hands wringing together nervously. no one knows and that's how they were supposed to keep things, at least for now. if she were to go over and break it up it'd certainly be noticed. it's bad enough her father disapproves of his presence . . . she'd practically begged for him to be allowed at the ball. after much discussion and some puppy dog eyes her father had caved, on the condition he leave by midnight. it's only nine and the night is young. if he spent the entire party with these girls then . . .

without thinking her feet begin to move, heels clicking loudly on the shiny flooring. no way was she letting their night be taken from her, regardless of the situation. a gentle hand presses to his arm and django turns to her instantly. mia offers her kindest smile to the girls, excusing them with the lure of cake. just as the words fall upon them a double door opens with the chef in tow, the cake at least ten layers high. luckily this is enough to have the girls scurrying off. relief washes over her, kind expression falling for a brief moment. mia despises confrontation. never would she want to make them feel bad . . . it's not as if they know.

❛ i'm sorry. ❜ she whispers, expression sheepish. ❛ i just . . . didn't want them to steal your attention the entire night. ❜ his words are enough to have her skin burning, eyes wide as she looks up at him. it's something she's only read in her romance books. something she never imagined someone would say to her. but the princess smiles, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. ❛ and i am yours. ❜

jealous / protective . . . accepting.

[homunculus-in-a-bottle3410]

MERMAY DAY #2 - COSMIC

Due to a combination of fucked up scheduling and procrastination, I have already failed to draw a mermaid every day. the plan was to draw days #2 and #3 today, but I spent a bit more time than I wanted to on this piece so I had no time.

Fortunately, that extra time wasn't a waste! I am Extremely Happy with my cosmic mermaid- She's a rendered piece, which is a massive improvement, and i love the nebula texturing on her hair. I think the tentacles accentuate a sort of otherworldly/alien vibe, and the chains were a nice touch. I do thik that the anatomy could use some refinement and I could experiment with the hair to make it look more like a nebula, but apart from that i am proud

al in all, very nice

[tidaltow]

❛  what is it that you wanted to show me ? and why do we have to do this at night ― couldn’t you have waited until tomorrow ?  ❜

@holdfastdanae || MOM ! 🥺

Thing is, yeah, technically, this absolutely could have waited. The other thing is, no, Percy Jackson was absolutely not known for his patience.

(Mom knows this. Like she needed to ask—)

But, see, he hadn’t found the time to do this yesterday (or . . . earlier that same day—? What time is it, actually?), he wasn’t going to successfully get any sleep until he did it, so. . . . All Percy hopes is that—for once—he’s woken her up for a reason she finds agreeable and not the usual Panic! But There’s No Disco! And when he’s taken her aside, she barely has the opportunity to even bother questioning him when he holds out the book he’s just as barely managed to keep being his back until now.

“I know you’re planning on, like, actually getting it published all official and such one day,” he explains, probably before she’s even had a chance to actually comprehend what he’s given her. “And, yeah, duh—you’re definitely going to, Mom. I mean, publishers would be stupid not to. In the meantime, I thought it’d be, I dunno”—Percy shrugs—“cool to actually see your work in print, y’know?”

He flips through some of the pages as if this is the first time he’s seeing them too. “I found—well, Paul kinda helped me find it. . . . There’s this website that lets you self-publish whatever you want, buy however many copies you want, the whole spiel.” Now, his attention skirts back to her face, hopeful, excited, proud of all she’s accomplished. “Until you’re out there selling millions of copies, I figure . . . you deserve a special one for yourself.” He pauses, then hastily adds within a grin, “And no, Mom. This couldn’t wait, thanks.”

[lynxfrost13]

Hey Lynx! Seemingly random question, but how does Dorredt feel about poetry?

Hi Sosa! I admite I'd never thought of this before! I don't imagine he's super familiar with a lot of poetry/hasn't read much if any due to probably not having many books for entertainment on the proto-penrose. I think he'd enjoy very literal and descriptive poetry but not really be into it beyond that.

[ta1is]

❛ your heart is beating so fast right now. ❜

don’t mind the entity with a seeming connection to death itself. (:

@relentlessgrief || meme

“Can't imagine why.” The quip came easily—or as easily as anything came through gritted teeth and on labored breath. Jayce's attention had since wandered from that peculiar presence in front of him, as if looking away would jostle his brain back to a reality where that couldn't exist. He'd yet to convince himself his mind wasn't just playing tricks . . . or if not his mind, then some other power he'd pissed off (again) and was hellbent on making sure he remembered it.

His weight rested against the nearest tree, legs awkwardly shuffling to find some semblance of balance while he took in his surroundings and, eventually, that stranger still there and still impossible. Confusion wrote itself in the lines across his brow, in the way his expression hardened to something more guarded as he let the image truly sink in. “I'll take it over the alternative,” Jayce concluded, tone almost suggesting he meant to convince the entity against claiming him just yet—

“What—” His sentence cut off with a coupling of an exhale and growl. He made a second attempt: “Who are you?”

[aureatelys]

Hiiii 🍄🌵for the ask game pls!

🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings

one of my fav things to add in fics for hotch is that he loves little touches. brushing hands underneath the table, playing footsies, holding your hand while he drives ugh im gonna be sick

🌵 ⇢ share the link to a playlist you love

can i share my own playlist HAHA this is my hotch playlist i primarily listen to when i write

[dunadaan]

If you're still taking OC asks, 1, 8, 28, and 33 for Créa? :)

oc ask game || still accepting!

oooh ty anon!!! i was so giddy when i saw i had a new ask!! <3

1. are they associated with a certain color? what color do they wear the most?

So i'll answer with what she wears the most, first. Créa, for most of her life, wears a lot of earth tones- it's the most readily available and cheaper types of dye for cloth, and is a great advantage for blending into their surroundings in the wild. So browns, greens, greys, etc.

However, the color I most associate with her is blue, especially light blue. In the fourth age I see her wearing lighter colors a lot more, and she sticks a lot to shades of blue, especially those that remind her of Evendim :)

8. do they have a nickname? who gave it to them? if it's not derived from their real name, what's the story behind it?

I don't really have any nicknames for her- her name is short enough that it's not really necessary. I think there might be names some might call her, say, in Bree, though probably not the kindest.

I do think if she's traveling and deems it unwise to reveal her name (though she rarely worries about that- she's not some secret heir to a throne or anything special :P) she goes by the name Nenuial, the sindarin name for Lake Evendim.

28. how do they show that they care about someone? how do they express that they don't like someone?

Créa more or less treats everyone equally, but especially among friends or lovers, she does a little extra. She might tuck some food into someone's pack, or knit a pair of mittens, darn someone's socks, offer to cook or take a longer watch to let someone sleep more. She might go out of her way to get a special herb or pipeweed or whatever someone's mentioned wanting. She wants to show her friends she listens and appreciates them, and has their backs.

There aren't too many people that she dislikes, and she's typically an open book. She might be more closed off and curt, or purposefully avoid being around someone, and might unconsciously frown or make a face if she's not paying attention. It would be noticeable, even if subtle, since she's typically quite friendly and welcoming. If it's not an antagonistic relationship, she can be cordial, but if it's outright rude or hostile, she won't hesitate to stand up for herself or fling heated words right back.

Green Créa, where she's not as secure in her place among the Dúnedain, would bite her tongue and endure. As she gets older and more confident she'd fight back, and by LOTR it mellowed with age and confidence lol but watch out!

Now, if we're talking about, say, orcs or other beings of evil, it's quite obvious- no quarter is given, and she can get quite riled up, taunting her enemies and giving just as good as she gets! She can be quite a fury on the battlefield, rare that it might be when she's on one.

33. if applicable, how would your other characters describe them? i mean specifically the people around them.

I don't really have other oc's much besides her, but I think her kin would describe her as curious, determined, stubborn, reckless, joyful, studious, gullible, soft-hearted, prone to self doubt, kind, giving, impatient...she's not perfect by any means, but that means there's always room to grow!

[spidrboots]

☮: Something you're confident about with your writing

ask the mun. rp edition ! || accepting !

☮ : something you're confident about with your writing.

can i just say, as difficult as it was to come up with something here ( i’m always second guessing & struggling w/ imposter syndrome, & sometimes thinking of nice things abt myself can be a challenge ) i appreciate u sending this in & asking. it’s important to lift ourselves up sometimes, even if it can feel a little strange !

i’d say for me, i mostly feel pretty good about getting inside angel’s head. i can ramble for waaaaay too long in replies just by explaining & examining why angel is thinking the things he’s thinking or doing what he’s doing. he is a character that i relate to a lot & have loved for many years now, so i like to think im not too shabby when it comes to his characterization. i certainly have a lot of feelings about him, so it makes writing his thoughts, & even his dialogue, on occasion, come naturally !

[thoughts-of-kel]

kel what do you do when depression strikes

joke advice: fuck it, we ball

genuine advice: as much as you can, take some time to relax and distract yourself until you can approach your situation with a clear and healthy mind. drink some water, go take a shower, get a little snack, engage in one of your hobbies and keep your chin up ^_^ it may take a while, but things get better and there will always be someone out there who will take time to listen to your problems and be there to support you. you are loved, and you are important. remember that.

TLDR: fuck it, we ball (with the power of friendship)

[newdestination]

☕ + food in hisui vs food in sinnoh!

"Ah, the food..?" Ingo taps a finger against his chin.

"Well, to be quite honest, I haven't had much of a chance to really experiment with the more modern Sinnohan delicacies. Much of it has left me feeling quite ill— It's been something of an adjustment period, something about the change in production processes I've been told… I avoid eating out in Unova for many of the same reasons. I've been giving my brother something of a headache with the shopping, I'm sure." He himself makes most of their food these days, breakfast lunch and dinner alike. His digestive system has been slowly adapting back to a more modern palate, at least.

Definitely not enough for those strange street vendor hotdogs, though. Ingo had tried them once, when he'd only just returned and Emmet seemed so… excited about it. He really, really should have known better.

"Either way though, I'd say I do still quite like it when available! It retains some measure of familiarity, though I can't say much the same for any resemblance to actual Hisuian food."

"It's… just different, I suppose? If anything, modern cuisine in Sinnoh is just the sort of fare Jubilife brought over when they'd first established themselves. They were quite obstinate about how 'food should really be made.'" Or maybe that was just Beni. It's not as though he'd been invited in for meals beyond the occasional proposition from Zisu or a scant few Corps members.

"Oh, they don't really seem to do ruibe anymore, at least where I had been— ah, it's a little like sashami but frozen and… less… pomp? Preparation? It's just frozen koikingu— hm— magikarp we'd left buried in the snow to preserve it. You aren't really supposed to let it completely thaw out. Sashami is fine, I just find I prefer the texture when it's half-thawed. That, and they never have any fira-pi sauce. I suppose you'd call it figy-pep? Cheri is fine, but it doesn't really have the same profile."

"…Emmet told me we shouldn't be eating fish raw here in Unova, else i'd probably still indulge. He mentioned looser regulations and diseases in mass-fishing operations."

"And parasites."

"..."

"On that particular note, I've had to change how I prepare citatep as well— you really ought to leave the head and any cartilage in if you make it, by the by. The point of it is to use the whole organism, not to just cut out half your meal. It doesn't make it any worse."

"Oh, sorry. I guess I've derailed from the original point, haven't I?"

"Ultimately, it's a world of small differences that make quite a large disparity in the end result. There are plenty of foods that look familiar in Sinnoh, but are made of completely different things… I'm never putting their dumplings anywhere near my engine ever again. I suppose I just ought to be glad that they no longer prepare ringuma in anything. It was important for quite a few reasons nobody seems to recall anymore."

[thebreakfastgenie]

Jump-scared by ya boy

At least they used this picture of him and not the Piano Man album cover.

[k423s]

Translated official ggz kiamei comics ･ᴗ･

gal pals!!!! i hate the sexualization of them (← consistent issue w mhy) but i do think it takes a particular kind of person to deny that they’re canonically in love and together knowing that this exists