#𓈒 anon

[dunktape]

emoji for when you're super fixated/in the zone about something. Like, big wide eyes staring type thing

do u have games on ur phone ..... /ref

and another guy for if you see some sillies talk about ur interest and u wanna peek into the convo !

[nolovelingers]

hi omg i loved ur hcs for ethan landry as ur bf <333 do you think you could write something like that, but for tate langdon, please?

TATE LANGDON AS YOUR BOYFRIEND ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧

ೄྀ࿐ requested ! ˊˎ-

headcanons — // cw ! : dark themes ,, obsessive tendencies,, nsfw !! similar to ethans i try to keep these as realistic as my silly little mind is able to think !! very toxic relationship 🌀 talk of self harm & smoking

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 SFW !!

TATE LANGDON AS YOUR BOYFRIEND . . . is like meeting someone who’s not like anyone you’ve ever met. there are no duplicates, copies or a person even remotely similar to the dark eyed boy.

there’s always been something about his odd personality that has a strange charm to it. he’s always held himself up to his own standards and even back before the entire westfield high situation he’s been very picky about his living style and the people he surrounds himself with.

so therefore when he met you, the stilled silence to his violent tornado, it was as if everything else in the world dimmed and the spotlight shone to you.

he would never leave you alone. not when you move rooms, not if you try to have people over, not when you stormed into the backyard and sat under the flickering moon as you desperately grasped for alone time. not even when you go to the bathroom.

the second he came into your life and you allowed him to, privacy no longer existed. the only time he would ever leave was if he had his own emergency to partake to or if your guardian(s) were around.

at first it was cute, you couldn’t really deny the fact that having a boyfriend so attached to the hip and dependent made your heart flutter in some sort of way. but you quickly learned that even as dreamy as it sounds it’s not all that great.

if you run to the bathroom and lock yourself inside the langdon boy is fast to follow suite, confused on where or what you were running from until he watched you shut the restroom door and he slid his back against it; knees brought up to his chest as he patiently waited for you to come back out. and trust me, he will wait. doesn’t matter if it’s hours or even half of the day. he won’t move an inch.

you hardly invite friends over but the few times you do you’re fast to regret it. you tell him your friends coming over, hoping he’ll take the hint to leave, and he’ll only blankly stare at you; face devoid of any emotion as he mutters a gentle ‘oh’ before returning to looking through your collections of whatever it is you have an abundance of. maybe books, cd’s, vinyls, comics, posters, crystals/rocks, stuffed animals, funky socks or a hoard of animal bones; there’s nothing in your room tate hasnt gotten his hands on.

even after you alert him of the approaching company unless you plan on shoving him out or repeatedly asking him to leave he doesn’t plan on going anywhere. he’s terrible at reading social cues and you have to spell out the simplest things for him.

he’s quick to judge your friends, not one of them is good enough for you in his mind and he’ll be sure to voice that. sometimes even straight to their face; with a blank expression and no emotion behind his eyes. it doesn’t matter how close or how long you’ve known someone, could even be your whole life, they’re not good for you like he is.

he often says the most terrible and disgusting things about them to your face, judging you heavily for the people you hang around and making you feel insecure.

he is definitely the type to drive wedges in between all of your relationships. just with your friends at first but as the relationship furthers he begins to do the same to your family too.

obviously he can’t leave the house but if there was ever a time you ranted about someone you dislike, hurt your feelings or overall anything spoken poorly about them he would remember it till halloween and carefully map out their murder. i mean, you wanted them to die right? why else would you tell him about it?

tate is extremely oblivious to your emotions. he loves you so much and it’s clear to him you must be meant for each other. so no matter how you feel back, reciprocated or not tate would assume you liked him too. he refuses to be in the friend zone and throws a hissy fit if you ever even try.

as we all known he’s one of the prettiest criers out there and this is very useful when it comes to manipulating. he knows you have a weak spot for seeing his tears and now anytime you try to lecture him, kick him out or he feels as though you’re not understanding his (rather malicious) side of the story the tears are quick to fall. but the tricky thing here is that they are always real tears of sadness and regret; it’s just as though he’s reprogrammed himself to cry at any minor inconvenience.

his favorite cuddle position is spooning and he often likes to be the little spoon. no one in his life has ever cared for him enough (or at least in his eyes they haven’t), and when you have your arms securely around him, pulling him into you; it’s like heaven on earth. he feels so safe, warm and comforted. there are of course days where the rolls switch but there’s really no denying he prefers to be the one being spooned.

id definitely say he’s a sort of pathological liar and even when he doesn’t mean for it to happen lies fall from his mouth as easy as tears stream from his eyes. it could be about the stupidest shit or it could be actually serious as he tries to work his way out of a situation he’s actually at fault for.

this makes it really hard to trust him, because it’s eerily scary how easy it is for him to lie straight to your face with even blinking, or come up with excuses on the spot. i know people like to claim they’re usually good at picking up when people are lying to them but with tate it’s a huge challenge. he’s unnaturally good at it and doesn’t hesitate.

it’s not easy to pick up on his fibs in the moment but there are a few times you’re able to realize later on; as his stories don’t add up or he forgot his lie in the first place and comes up with a completely different one when asked the same question from before.

and even then once he gets caught; deny deny deny. you’re the one in the wrong for accusing him of something like that when he just has a poor memory and suddenly you’re the bad guy for pointing fingers even though you’re the one with evidence and he just throws out empty accusations.

if you smoke i think he’d love to break into your stash a lot, he didn’t use weed before his death but once you introduce him i see him as a sort of mini-stoner. he’ll use your stuff without even asking. he kind of contradicts himself in that way because for the most part when he was still living he thought people who smoked or drank were stupid, ruining their body. he looked down on them. when you’re dead though you cant really destroy your body and though he still doesn’t like drinking he’ll indulge in smoking.

if you do any sort of after school activity or club he’ll encourage you to quit, telling you how it’s all stupid and a waste of time that you could be spending together. if you refuse he’ll try to sabotage it for you the best he can while being confined to the house. maybe sending a nasty email to your teacher/coach or by ruining a uniform or equipment you use.

there’s definitely times when he’s asked you to drop out of highschool to which you immediately declined and there’s not really much else he could do about this nuisance.

langdon will put you onto his likes and interests, music or movies he has a taste for. he’ll try the stuff you like as well but he’s quick to judge and doesn’t do second thoughts or tries. if he doesn’t like it he won’t even pretend to and will harsh out negative reviews before you turn it off. and then he’ll act confused on why you suddenly stopped it but he’s very glad you did. he couldn’t stand it.

and because of this when you’re hanging out it’s all about what tate wants to do. the music he wants to play. the things he wants to talk about and the films he wants to watch.

jealousy is a major problem for him and the mention of really anyone, but especially if it’s a guy, will have his blood pumping and his head spinning.

to him, he only has you. it should be the same way around, he absolutely hates that you have and know other people that aren’t just him.

tw? — if you ever try to leave him he goes all out and puts on the most dramatic show you’ve literally ever seen. throwing himself against walls, screaming and crying his eyes out, burying his head in his knees and clutching at his hair while begging and pleading for you to stay. he doesn’t get angry at all but turns more pathetic and desperate as he clings onto you. lots of “ill do better”, “you can’t leave me”, “tell me what I did wrong” and “you’re all I have”’s leaving his lips. if this doesn’t work he’ll harm himself in front of you, smashing his head against the wall or even using a sharp tool to cut into his arm while only asking one thing. “is this what you want?”

tw? — it’s a very draining relationship and can impact your mental space a lot. if you self harm he will catch you eventually, whether it’s while in the act or the scars/scabs from after. he’ll grab your arm (not assuming that’s where you sh, just so he has a grip on you), asking you how you could be so selfish (which is his way of caring) and then asking you to cut him instead anytime you wanted to hurt yourself. this is obviously off putting and drives a wedge between you for a while, which he will trap you back by guilting you and apologizing. (even though he was completely serious when asking and still is.)

the blonde haired boy lives for your validation. he’s constantly asking for reassurance and pestering you with loads of questions. whether if it’s if you like his outfit to if you still had feelings for him or not.

he’s a huge listener than he is a talker and could sit for hours, happily criss crossed and a toothless and content smile on his face while you go on about every little detail of your day.

he’s definitely asked you to do his eyeliner before but would rather die (again) than have anything else applied to his skin. it would cripple his masculinity.

overall he’s very touchy, craving for any contact he can get with you. resting his head on your shoulder, holding hands, his hand on your thigh or pinkies intwined. he always has to be touching you in some way.

recommending books and songs are one of his all time favorite things to do and he does expect you to read or listen to all of his suggestions. he’ll ask you about it a few days later after initially suggesting it and will get upset if you still haven’t looked into it.

tate hardly gets angry, he’s very sensitive as we all know and most of the time it ends in his hysterical sobs; but when the fire inside him lights it’s terrifying.

if you weren’t the one to make him angry you’d usually be okay, he’d rant about it to you while you played with his hair; describing all of the horrendous ways he wanted to see the person or thing he’s mad at crash and burn. if he’s angry at you it’s like he moves on his own, putting you in a chokehold and slamming you against the wall, yelling and pointing fingers at you. pushing items off your desks/dressers/shelf’s and you make him go away; scared of him hurting you. he wouldn’t, not intentionally, but it was a very scary sight to see.

of course within hours he’d return, tears streaming down his face and begging on his knees for your forgiveness, arms latched around your legs as he sobbed into them and refused to let go until you forgave him.

as much as he loves you and wants you to be together forever, he would never purposefully go to the extent of killing you in the house so you could stay with him forever at the age you are. it sucks, he knows it sucks, but he does have a boundary set for that. he doesn’t want you stuck there for the rest of your life. he’s just hoping you’ll stay in that house with him willingly anyway. he’d let you go after crying his heart out for days, but he’d never let you forget him or move on. and being honest; he would probably start to regret the decision.

his love for you goes beyond words, it consumes him completely. he knows now his purpose. the day he died in that house and the years that passed waiting up to the day he met you.

he was made for loving you, in his own sick way. you are his entire heart.

NSFW !!

tate is a switch in the bedroom, but he’s so easy to dominate which makes him lead towards being more submissive. of course he’ll be in his dominant moods, there’s no doubt, but it’s laughable how easy it is to take control back over him.

he loves to overstimulate you, fucking you or relentlessly giving you head for hours, not giving you rest inbetween as you beg for him to stop through shattered moans.

(if you’re a female) — we all know about his mommy issues and he definitely incorporates that into the bedroom in some ways.

(if you’re a female) — he’s a tits man rather than ass and anytime you’re going at it your shirt has to be off, he doesn’t care what size breasts you have all he wants is to attach his mouth around your nipples and tease them with his tongue, sucking lightly before leaving hickeys all over them.

(if you’re a female) — he has the best fuck me eyes the worlds ever seen and when he’s bottoming he can’t stop himself from calling you ‘mama’.

he’s very kinky, and he has put on the infamous leather suit before to fuck you. it makes him feel more powerful, like he’s in control.

when he’s topping he’ll have one hand pinning one of your arms above your hand while using his other to interlace your fingers, crying into your neck with all the pleasure he’s feeling.

he’s not the greatest on cleaning up afterwords but he always snuggles you, cuddling up to you in a ball and resting his head soundly on your chest as his breathing slows and he drifts off.

but the most important thing to know — tate is godly at sex. he doesn’t have the most experience in the world but he definitely wasn’t a virgin by the time you met and he knows what he’s doing.

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ a/n : thank you sm for requesting , made my day !! i hope that this is to your liking, i appreciate the compliment ab my ethan headcanon i tried my best <33. my inbox is open to all !!

started 08.06.23. finished 08.07.23.

©️nolovelingers 2023

[antoncore]

wanna overstimulate hot nerd anton while he tries to tutor me 😓 imagine threatening him that you won't pay him unless he finishes reading a whole paragraph to you while you jerk him off and overstimulate him :') he'd struggle so much to try and teach you, but your hand just feels soooo good and sticky, the build-up of cum due to his previous releases making the experience more enjoyable ☹️ he lets out shaky sighs and whimpers as try to read to you, using his pen to point to the problem he's teaching you about while clutching on it so hard that it could definitely break ughehebbshwns sobbing, i need him!!!! been so deep in anton shit lately 😓

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yk i love sub anton…this has me😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 also i LOVED writing this omfg, don’t mind the rushed ending lol

watching anton struggle would be so cute :( he would stop reading to look at you, his eyes teary from the amount of times you’ve made him cum already. “y/n, please,” he breathes out, his voice shaky. “can’t focus…” you tighten your grip slightly, stroking him slowly as his body shudders. “finish the paragraph, anton,” you tease. he swallows hard, eyes going straight back to the textbook, pointing at where he’s reading. every word he reads is punctuated by shaky moans. his breathing becomes more ragged with each passing second, tears beginning to fall from his eyes as you continue to stroke his cock. “please y/n, don’t think i can anymore,” he whimpers, his voice filled with desperation. “you have to,” you say softly yet firmly, your hand now moving faster. “or no money.”

anton takes a deep breath, trying to gather the strength to keep going. as he continues, his voice breaks into moans each time you quicken your pace. his tears fall down his face, mixing with the sweat from feeling so overwhelmed. he grips the pen tighter, knuckles turning white as he tries to refocus on reading. his voice cracks with each word as his body trembles, biting his lip to keep control. “good boy, keep going,” you whisper, simultaneously encouraging and demanding him. his t-shirt clung to his body from how much he was sweating, his glasses fogging up. the attempts to focus were now useless; he could only think about your hand wrapped around his big cock. “almost there, pretty boy. you can do it,” you whisper in his ear.

he barely finishes the last sentence of the paragraph before he cums, making a mess all over your hand. his grip on the pen loosens, falling onto the desk. tears of relief run down his face again as he collapses onto the desk, panting heavily. you stroke his hair, soothing him from the overstimulation. “did so well, anton. such a good boy,” you whisper softly. “th-thank you,” he replies, eyes still glistening with tears. you couldn’t wait until your next tutoring session, you needed to have him like this again, he was too cute.

[bunnietism]

Prussia Tumblr Layout

psd mash up of @/canarysage @/pinkmiku @/destinyfaces and “cocoa devil” (forgot poster. sorry!!!)

artist is @/Chiyo_0725 on twitter (i believ..) i tried but it looks off. sawry

rb + cred to use! (unless requester)

[caferteeth]

psd by @/canarysage + renders by @/djbunni

　 ♰ LU GUANG GRAPHICS

　 📷　 　 f2u && req by anon

[hourlyhoon]

Let's get to know our great tastes ☆

Share your Spotify profile, so we can get to know each other a little and, most importantly, get to know music and great artists!! 🫂

hey anon !

omggg this is so cute okay im currently revamping my spotify tho 😭 need to add & make more playlists but here's a ss of my profile and the link to my profile is here (click it) --> ﹙♡﹚

thank u for sending this tho this was so cute and fun to do 😍😍 and sorry for the late post omg

[sematarygirls]

Ooh okay! What about Sonny being obsessed with a detective and he’s an ADA? Maybe he recently divorced Amanda and he’s been lusting over the reader. He ends up stalking and kidnapping them, maybe not a traditional “kidnapping” but he drugs reader at dinner in his apartment and keeps reader there? Feel free to change anything to make it more comfortable for you!

꒰ i need him to kidnap me so bad, bro ꒱ 𝅄

  ／ you had grown quite close to ada carisi over the past couple weeks. you felt bad for the guy, honestly. he seemed so stressed—a neverending mountain of cases always seeming to be stacked on his desk—and he also seemed incredibly sad ever since he returned from his temporary leave from the da's office.

you noticed how he seemed to be throwing himself head first into work more than usual and couldn't help but wonder what was wrong. you had a nasty habit of always needing to fix other people's problems. you didn't like unresolved conflicts and seeing how they effected people, so you started trying to befriend him.

surprisingly, he was very receptive to your gestures of baked goods and checking up on him every now and then. in fact, he was very enthusiastic to get to know you more.

of course, you brushed this off. you'd heard that he was a particularly friendly guy, and after learning of his recent divorce—the very reason for his aforementioned absence—you figured he just needed a friend, someone to talk to.

admittedly, sonny had never noticed you before. he was always so caught up with work and amanda and her daughters, but now that he had noticed you, he never wanted to let you go. you were the most attractive person he'd ever seen, and your kindness was so alluring. you were so soft, a rarity in this world, and practically unheard of in this field. he felt a fierce need to protect you that he'd never felt before.

it wasn't his proudest moment when he'd followed you home. he told himself he just wanted to make sure you were safe. he knew better than anyone that anything could happen, especially in the middle of the night on a new york street.

and once he realized that you didn't even notice that you were being followed, well, he just knew he had to keep following you. it was for your own safety. you were so naive and trusting; you needed someone to look after you—someone like him.

and so he began to stalk you. though, he didn't like that word. it was so harsh, so criminal, and what he was doing was out of the goodness of his own heart. he was simply looking out for you.

he watched you from a distance, observing your daily routine of going out for breakfast before work. you went at the same time every day to the same place, always sitting in the same table.

he tsked. you were just asking for someone to try something. your routine was too predictable, too easy to follow. you were lucky that you had someone like him to look out for you.

all throughout this, you were completely unaware of his presence constantly looming, always watching. you continued up appearances at work, always smiling and joking with him. you two started growing close, very close.

you were so happy to have such a kind man to call your friend. he was always offering to take you out to eat and calling you to check in. he cared about you, and you cared about him.

that's why, when he invited you over for dinner at his apartment, you enthusiastically accepted the offer. you thought the intimate environment would allow you two to get to know eachother better, something you were eagerly looking forward to. you were dying to know all about him, your excitement showing through when you showed up half an hour early.

you two talked and laughed as he made you dinner, eventually sitting down to eat. it was so comfortable, so normal. you never would have expected the sinister plan that was going to unfold at the hands of someone you considered such a close friend.

"wow, sonny, that was incredible," you grinned as you finished up your food, tilting your wine glass to your lips to drink the last bit remaining. you hadn't noticed the way he stared intensely everytime you took a sip, a satisfied smile pulling at his lips when you finished the glass.

"i'm glad you liked it," he said, eyeing you oddly, like he was expecting something. "i love having someone to cook for."

"well, you're very good at it," you complimented him. he was so sweet to do this for you, to invite you over and cook for you. suddenly, you felt a wave of nausea hit you, your bright smile faltering. "um," you cleared your throat. "could i use your bathroom?"

"yeah, of course," he nodded, smiling. "it's the first door on your right." he pointed down the hallway. you smiled gratefully and stood, feeling lightheaded. you blinked, your vision starting to blur as you gripped the edge of the table, stumbling. you were suddenly feeling very strange. "are you okay?" he asked, feigning concern as he made his way to your side, wrapping his arm around your waist to keep you upright.

"i just-" you felt your limbs growing heavier by the second. "something's wrong," you gripped him for support.

"geez, i didn't think you were such a lightweight," he laughed, wrapping both arms securely around your waist. even now, you were still completely oblivious to what he'd done.

"i-i think i'm gonna- gonna..." you drifted off, your eyes drooping shut as your body fell limp. his grip around you kept you from falling to the floor. he hooked an arm under your legs, lifting you up to carry you bridal style to his bedroom.

he laid you gently on the bed, smiling fondly as he brushed your hair from your face. you looked so peaceful, so safe. he reached into his bedside table, retrieving his old handcuffs from when he was a detective and locking one around your wrist and the other to the bedframe to keep you from leaving.

he needed to keep you safe and sound, and the only way to ensure that would happen was if you were with him. he could look after you, take care of you, keep you from doing stupid things—it was the only way to ensure that you stayed out of danger.

he had to do it.

he really hoped that you would understand when you woke up, and he explained that it was for your own good, but he knew that, if you didn't at first, you would in time. you would learn to appreciate his love and attentiveness to your wellbeing. soon you would see that it was all for you.

he waited eagerly for you to awake, so he could just explain what was going on. he knew you were going to be scared, but it wasn't him you should be scared of—it was out there where he couldn't protect you!

finally, your eyelids began to flutter open, a soft groan leaving your lips that had his ears perking up. he was holding your hand—the one that had been handcuffed— and his grip tightened as you stirred.

you rubbed your eyes with the hand that wasn't being held. your mind was hazy, and you didn't notice the cold metal locked around your wrist until you tried to sit up.

"what the..." you trailed off, your eyes finding the handcuff that had rattled against the bedframe as you moved. you followed the chain to your hand, engulfed by his. a pit of unease formed in your stomach as bile rose to your throat.

"shh," he cooed, running his thumb over your skin to soothe you. "it's okay." the look in his eyes was one devoid of guilt or shame. in fact, he looked completely and utterly proud of himself.

"sonny, what's going on?" you asked, your voice shaking with fear as you tugged against the handcuff.

"I just want to protect you," he said softly, reaching out to caress your cheek. he frowned when you jerked away from his touch. "now, don't be like that," he said firmly. "i'm doing you a favor. you should be thanking me."

"thanking you?" you asked incredulously, searching his eyes for any sign that this was just some sick joke, but his expression was dead serious, his eyebrows furrowing in that manner they always did when he was focused.

"yes, thanking me," he reiterated. "the world is so cruel, especially to pretty little things like yourself," he brushed your hair from your face, and it took every ounce of control in your body not to jerk away again. you didn't know what he'd do if he was mad, and you didn't want to find out. "so, i'm going to keep you here, with me. that way, nothing can happen to you."

you wondered how the man in front of you was the same man you met all those weeks ago. the same man who would hold doors open for you and take you out to lunch. how was that the same man who thought it was completely rational to handcuff you to a bed?

"sonny, please," you pleaded, your eyes darting around the room. "let's just talk, okay? just uncuff me and we can talk."

"i'm not stupid," he said, standing from the bed and crossing his arms. he looked down at you, his expression darkening. "i know you'll try to run."

"i-i won't!" you assured him helplessly. "i promise!"

"don't lie to me," his jaw clenched, his brows furrowing farther. "maybe, if you're a good girl, and prove to me that you will behave and not try to leave, i will uncuff you, but until then, you're staying put."

you felt like a weight had been placed on your chest, panic beginning to set in as the gravity of your situation dawned on you. you had been kidnapped, and you had no idea how you were going to get away.

he headed toward the door. you had taken so long to wake up that now, he had to get to work. "oh," he said, stopping in the doorway to turn to you. "and don't even try to scream. i soundproofed the whole apartment."

it was a lie. he didn't have the time or funds to do that, especially not after the divorce had drained him of his savings. besides, it would have looked suspicious to do so. but, you didn't know any of these things, and you were so afraid and he had said it so confidently that you had no choice but to believe him. he had you eating out of the palm of his hand.

as you watched him leave, hearing the bedroom door lock behind him, you couldn't help the tears beginning to fall. you felt hopeless, afraid, alone, and utterly betrayed. this man you thought you knew—you thought was your friend—had done the unimaginable. you didn't even know who he was anymore, and you were locked in his apartment, completely at his mercy.

[vee0valentine]

Make them kiss

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[thyspite]

Hello, doctor! May We please request prince-themed NPTs? TransIDs and usernames are optional. Thank you!

⠀◟ ͜⠀⠀ ۪⠀⠀test subject no. 001 . . .

𓂂 𖥔⇢ PRINCE THEMED NPTS

𝒞 　 𓈒　　names . . 　 ❜

alexander ◞ arthur ◞ caspian ◞ edmund ◞ leopold ◞ henry ◞ philip ◞ william ◞ nicholas ◞ louis ◞ alaric ◞ sebastian ◞ frederic ◞ gabriel ◞ maximilian ◞ christian ◞ theodore ◞ august ◞ damien ◞ victor

𝒞 　 𓈒　　pronouns . . 　 ❜

he╱him ◞ h✧╱h✧m ◞ prin╱prince ◞ roy╱royal ◞ reg╱regal ◞ duk╱duke ◞ emp╱emperor ◞ nob╱noble ◞ maj╱majest ◞ lux╱luxor ◞ sire╱sires

note : nearly all of these are nounself pronouns

𝒞 　 𓈒　　titles . . 　 ❜

(prn) highness ◞ your grace ◞ the prince ◞ (prn) royal highness ◞ thy noble ◞ sovereign made of gold ◞ (prn) excellency ◞ the crowned prince ◞ (prn) serene highness

𝒞 　 𓈒　　usernames . . 　 ❜

thyroyalheir ◞ princelyelegance ◞ princeplus ◞ writhingroyal ◞ webregal ◞ princefail ◞ dearheir

𝒞 　 𓈒　　transids . . 　 ❜

transroyalty ◞ transadored ◞ transcontrolling ◞ permasmiling ◞ transowned ◞ permaroleplay

[dunktape]

can I requestttt a black cat being a silly little goober

i was gonna make an animated emote of a cat hitting someone too but unfortunately i haven't been able to figure out how to draw that ,, anatomy is hard !!! i'll figure it out sometime soon though no worries anon ,,, hopefully these are silly enough !!! i'll make more soon i promise — i'm just trying to do a little bit of everyone's requests aaa

( im genuinely surprised ive never seen cat stretching emotes ,,, maybe i'm just not looking in the right places )

[soov]

fun moot game :)

a moot who makes you laugh the most?

a moot who is like a younger sibling?

a moot who inspires you?

a moot who is like your idol?

a moot you are the closest with?

a moot who is like a older sibling?

a moot who has the best themes?

a moot who is super kind?

a moot who matches your energy?

a moot who has the best fics?

a moot who you could talk too for ages without getting bored?

Hai :3 no explanation whatsoever plus not everyone is here but that doesnt mean they don’t also fit all categories 🩷 (i dont interact a lot w some of u but Hey! thats alright i’ll try to change that 🙏🙏)

@haknom @yeokii @wvnkoi @okwonyo @ox1-lovesick

@voikiraz

ALL OF THEM 🩷 but esp @soobnny @boyfhee @hoonvrs @haknom @hanniluvi @flwoie @odxrilove @ox1-lovesick i look up to u guys sm

@okwonyo @yenqa

@haknom @voikiraz @isoobie @jongsie ++ wme

no idea guys

@tyunni @isoobie @hoonvrs @urszn @seonghrtz @boyfhee

@okwonyo @isoobie @luvhyun3 @voikiraz

@voikiraz @wvnkoi @yeokii @jongsie

all of them with no exceptions

ALL OF THEM??????? special shout out to @haknom @voikiraz @ox1-lovesick @jongsie

I LOVE U MY MOOTIES 🩷🩷

[antoncore]

just thought about best friend anton or sungchan laying in between your legs, head on your thigh while scrolling on his phone 😓 it's pretty normal at first, but after a while, he moves a lot, shifting side to side. you huff, getting a little annoyed at how much he's moving. you tell him to stop moving but he moves to lay on his stomach and looks up at you, throwing his phone aside on the bed, still in between your legs. the sight immediately catches you off guard, cheeks turning pink. he notices you blushing and smirks, teasing you if you like him being in between your legs. you mindlessly nod, not knowing you did. he laughs and moves down, pressing his cheek against on of your thighs, eventually pressing a kiss on it. your breath hitches and you bite down on your bottom lip, taken slightly aback but feeling turned on. you try to close your thighs together but he just pushes them apart and uses his strong hands to make them stay still. he then starts to suck and nibble on your thighs, placing hickeys on them ☹️☹️☹️☹️

- 🫧

AJHAHSHSH gonna go w sungchan🤭

he would tease you for getting turned on by having your best friend between your thighs like that. he saw the wet patch on your shorts and just laughed at how easy it was to make you like this. your cheeks flushed with embarrassment as his fingers traced the wet patch, making you breathe sharply. next thing you knew, he was taking your shorts off and pulling your panties to the side, revealing your glistening pussy. he placed your legs over his shoulders as he continued playing with your pussy, teasing you about how sensitive you were to your best friends’s touch. he would eventually make you cum all over his fingers, licking them clean as he looked at you. you couldn’t believe your best friend made you cum like that and you wanted more.

[faiszt]

SOOOOOO excited for your art/spider-man bot omg i’m gonna spend my entire day on it for sure

well, then... you'll be pleased to know that along with my art/spiderman bot i've prepared two more surprises 😶‍🌫️ i promise it will be really cool!!!

[bywons]

is everything alright to you now? i lost hope in this country and government. i just don't want to be here anymore.

🪷 anon

no, never until right justice is brought to every woman including her. not until very woman in india is fearless to walk alone at night. the authorities are failing us over and over, completely ignoring the main issue of this heinous crime and trying to bring her justice for dirty politics. i'm praying everyday, im disturbed and frustrated by this, i hope this issue meets an proper, just end. lets not lose hope </3

[caferteeth]

　 　 　 𓎢𓎟　 sucrose rentry graphics !! ⠀ ̫

　 　 　 　 𓏴 f2u && creds needed ₎₎

︵︵ req by anon ୧

credits :

second rentry mask by @/whisfer

psd used by @/otoripink

extra : hi creds needed this time round cuz I feel a little proud about these:3 thx!!!

[sevvys]

hii!! i love your gendervocaloid flags, and I was wondering if you could do one for megpoid gumi!! no worries if not, thank you 🫶🏻

⠀⠀⠀⠀┄⠀gumivocaloid 。

⠀⠀⠀⠀❜ ⁔ a gender under the gendervocaloid system related to being gumi and a vocaloid, a vocaloid who likes gumi, the megpoid gumi who likes vocaloid, a being who likes gumi and vocaloid, etc! ♡

⠀⠀⠀⠀‎◌ ׁ ⢔ ⊂ req by anon , flag made by !