#. >> 💗anon !

[bleach-your-panties]

OH BET! For the smut prompt game and because of reasons, what about Amajiki and “We’ve been at it like rabbits, how are you still horny?!”

Thank you for this request, anon-chan!

Prompts here and here. 18+ MDNI.

A shiver ran through your overstimulated body at the feeling of Tamaki’s sharp nose poking at your jugular.

His arms held a tight grip around your waist while his canines grazed over your collarbones.

Your sweat-slickened bodies were so close together, warm and sticky from your multiple combined orgasms.

Pussy spasming around his long, slender cock that was still shoved deep inside of you, already hardening again just from tasting your flesh against his hungry tongue.

“T-Tama..babe..” You tried to wedge yourself out of his hold, but Tamaki was having none of that. He only gripped you tighter and began bouncing you along his cock once again.

You threw your head back against his shoulder with a loud moan and fisted a thick clump of his dark blue locks in your hand.

That only made him whimper and moan louder than you had. He loved when you were rough with him.

One muscular arm loosened from your waist only for two slender fingers to slide down your belly towards your pulsating button.

“So wet for me, bunny. You're such a good, slutty girl. Cumming over my cock and fingers so many times, making a mess of our bed.” 

He circled those expert fingers around your clit in a face-paced circle motion while thrusting harder, making your thighs slap against his. It was so loud, hot, and downright erotic.

“Oh, Tamaki, fuck!” 

He angled his dick right against your spot and before you knew it you were gushing over him again, your eyes seeing nothing but a blanket of black as you slumped down against his chest.

His dick slipped out of your hole and plopped against your thigh with a wet squilch. Tamaki had been stuffing you full for the past two hours at the very least. You didn't even know how you were still conscious at this point.

“Tama…we’ve been at it like rabbits! How are you still horny?!” 

The indigo-eyed male’s cheeks flushed crimson along with the rest of his normally pale, milky skin. 

In apology, he began peppering soft, wet pecks across the expanse of your neck and shoulders.

“P-probably because of the rabbit meat s-stew that you made for dinner…” 

Your pupils blew wide at the realization.

“Oh…oh…You're right…”

[uhohdad]

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

(18+) Beach Day with Loser!König

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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loser!könig

[iliothermia]

I mad little prints of my quails + chukar on cotton for the convention.. They're on cotton and very soft and they make me happy :)

[en-chi-la-da]

hello funny danganronpa person what do you think of saiibo

-(how the fuck to the emoji anon things work. istg if you put me in r/iamveryrandom i'll... I wont do anything actually go ahead)

saiiborg..... 🔎💗🤖

[honestlyanowl]

(REQUESTS ARE OPEN)

Content: nsfw - modern au, drug usage, punishment sex, fingering, brattish sub!reader x top!caitlyn

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You yelped as her hand left a large red mark over your thigh, legs wobbling together, making a futile kick as she pried them back open.

“What? You think you can always get away with this shit?” Caitlyn’s accent was heavy, and smothered in an appalled tone.

She was pissed.

“I told you I didn’t want you out in that- fucking dress!” Her free hand clawed into your hip as she slammed her hand forward, stuffing her slender fingers deeper into you.

Hot tears streamed down your cheeks, eyelashes fluttering, and your hands desperately grabbing at Caitlyn’s shoulders.

“Brat!” Her voice rasped, and you swear for a moment you saw white, your abused walls clamping down around the digits in a panic.

You felt like you were being split open.

All over that stupid dress, that one time you decided to just do what you wanted- selfishly thinking you would be able to take the repercussions.

A harsh slap to your clit send you reeling back to reality; sharp tingles rushing through your abdomen.

“C-cait! Can’t- take it..!” You cry, pupils blown wide with the linger of alcohol, and maybe the fact she almost had four fingers forced into you.

You knew you should’ve listened, and yet you decided to be ignorant, wearing a dress that showed off far too much cleavage for strangers, and a material that clung to your curves like shrink plastic.

“And I can’t take your bullshit,” Caitlyn raises her thumb and applied an almost painful amount of pressure onto your clit, “Fucking slut.”

Your abdominal muscles rippled under the tight pressure building in your core, every time you’d try to reply the air would be knocked out of you.

Her nails dig into your walls, and even her fingers seemed to momentarily tense, unsure if she’d drawn blood.

“Answer me!” Caitlyn’s spare hand lifted to hold your leg up, not allowing you to close them again.

“No! N-no.. not a- slut!”

Caitlyn lets up on the pace a little, watching the way you gasped and writhed under her, who did you think you were?

“Hng- hah~!” Your throat burnt from the strain of your lewd noises, back arching off the mattress as small stars began to brim your vision.

Caitlyn cocked a brow, pulling her fingers from you a second before you were able to reach the peak of your high.

“Did I say you could cum..?”

God, you barely got to see her like this ever, and it was so different compared to her usual self, though, not that you really minded.

You shook your head, that sweet curl that’d built in your stomach had vanished, and it left you in a unsatisfied mess.

“Noo! M’pleasse.. cait..” you mewl and whimper, hands reaching up to her like a starved puppy.

She cooed down at you, wiping the fingers off on the sheets.

“Do you deserve it..?” She scoffed, observing the way you squealed and pleaded with her, and yet she refused to do more than look at you, with a knowing gaze.

“I’ll have to think on it.” She muses whilst standing, straightening out her expensive gown and tossing a cloth blindly toward you.

You felt a tad humiliated, but at least it wasn’t as tense as the drive home had been.

“Clean yourself, then we’ll talk.”

I’ll admit it’s not the best smut I’ve written but I did the majority of this in a public cafe, cut me some slack 😭🙏

- Owl 🧸

[hrrtshape]

Hey Emma!

I'm hoping to get your advice on what I can do for my shifting journey and to get to my dr.

I've learned about Loa, done personal work, and I know that no matter what I'll get to my dr, I just... Feel stuck. Like im not entirely sure what to do from here. I feel stagnant, like I'm sitting outside a doctors office waiting for my name to be called and it's taking a really long time. I know I have all the time in the world but I'm just impatient lmao

Again, I just don't know what to do from here to FEEL like I'm making progress aside from continuing to affirm, trust and assume. Is there any advice you could give if any?

- 💗anon

if affirming, trusting, and assuming feel like waiting, then shake it up, immerse yourself inside your dr. daydream like it's already yours, narrate your life as if you’ve shifted, make your current reality bend to match that energy. shifting isn’t about waiting, it’s about being. so be.

xx emma

[fairycosmos]

glorifying eating soooo much bread romanticizing dipping it in olive oil

romanticising the humble carbohydrate in all of its various and spectacular forms

[sparklingchim]

Darly! Can you write a drabble of when oc is away on a trip, and nabi is fussy (jungkook lowkey fussy too) and they call her on facetime and its all just cute and fluffy and oc comforting nabi and jungkook at the same time 🥰🥰🥰

When Seulgi proposed the idea of a little girls' trip to Jeju Island, you were buzzing with anticipation, and you eagerly packed your bags.

Fast forward to now, and you're staring at the grainy screen of your phone, witnessing two teary, doe-eyed faces looking back at you.

"Hello?" You put on your earphones to drown out the noise from the ocean. Shielding your eyes from the sun with your hand, you ask, half-laughing, half-worried, "Jungkook, are you crying?"

"We both are." He tilts his phone to show you Nabi's exaggerated pout

"Mama!" she shouts, lips quivering.

"My baby," you whine with compassion. Her little cheeks are glistening with tears. Jungkook’s holding her against his chest, her tiny hand gripping his t-shirt.

"She's been doing so well since you left, but today she's missing you extra much," he explains, wiping her tears. "And seeing her upset made me miss you too."

"You're too cute." You giggle. "But you could call more, you know," you tell him, a bit upset yourself. "If you miss me so much."

"Don't wanna disturb you on your vacation," Jungkook says softly. "You deserve some time for yourself. This little girl"—he pans the camera down to show only Nabi's chubby face—"just really needed your attention right now."

"You're happy seeing me, Nabi?" A bright smile blooms on her face. You quickly take a screenshot to add to your endless collection of pictures of Nabi's adorable smiles. "How can I make you happy, Koo?"

Jungkook appears on the screen again. "Tilt your phone a bit down for me?"

A stunned laugh escapes you. "So shameless," you scold. "You'll see on ig later. I took cute pics in this bikini."

Jungkook frowns, nibbling on his lip piercing. "Your boyfriend can't see before your ig followers?"

"Just call me later." Giddiness spreads in your tummy.

"But you're sharing a room with Seulgi."

You blink, confused. "We have separate hotel rooms."

"But I saw her stuff on your bed when you showed me around your room on the first day."

"We like to get ready together. It's more fun that way," you explain.

Jungkook closes his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I've been missing out on this for four days when you two have separate rooms?"

You giggle. "Just call me before you go to sleep, silly."

[propertyofwhitney67]

How would the Lis (plus Bailey and wren) to a PC who is secretly a rich kid, like before their parents left them at the orphanage they left them a large fortune which they get when they turn 20.

-💗Anon

High Love Whitney is interested....how much? He's not as forceful as low love but still asks for money when you get access to it

Low Love Whitney is gonna force you to give him money when you have access to it

Kylar is happy for you! Don't think about leaving town though....

Robin is surprised and a bit upset, why didn't you tell him?

P!Sydney tries to teach you how to responsible with the money, he doesn't want you wasting all of it when you get it

C!Sydney also tries to teach you how to be responsible but to let lose and have fun sometimes

Alex doesn't really care but it could really help the farm....

Avery is getting ideas....how do you feel about marriage? Prenup? No, we don't need that...

Eden doesn't really care but he supposes more money could help with groceries/supplies

Bailey already knew and he's been scheming

Wren thinks it's pretty cool. I don't think he's really the type to demand money, losing in blackjack is another thing though

[gojoest]

for absolute clarity: my entire world revolves exclusively around gojo satoru .

[soracities]

Hi, how do you manage to see children as good? I would like to, but I only see them as inconsiderate and terrifing in a way a military robot would be terrifing. Not evil, because they are wired that way and it's just who they are, but everyone would be better off avoiding them. I've been to therapy because I was bullied, but I didn't change my mind. I kinda feel like it's an elephant in the room and I am right. I'd like to hear the good stories as often as possible tho, maybe sth will change

I'm not coming for you, but with all due respect it's not "just who they are".

Children aren't military robots because they aren't lifeless hunks of machinery incapable of thought or feelings; they are human beings (like you were at that age) who are trying to make sense of the world around them (like you did at that age), and who want to be a part of that world and feel welcome in it (like you did at that age). They are not coded to do the same thing over and over with no input from anyone else, they are not machines singly wired for carnage: they watch, learn, adapt, respond and interact with things around them because these are smaller, younger versions of you and me learning what it means to exist on this planet in the first place with barely any filters, impulse control and absolutely no guidance on how to do this except what the environment around them (parents, friends, family, teachers) tell them is and isn't okay.

I don't believe this is a matter of inherent goodness or lack thereof--I don't believe anyone is inherently good or bad: what I believe is that we are all inherently social creatures who desperately want to be part of our communities and involved with other people. Children are no different. They want to learn, they want to help, they want to figure out where they belong in their little social units and they look to you to tell them where that is because they don't know yet. And if they are in an environment where bullying is okay (either because they were treated horribly and no one did anything or they see and hear others being treated horribly and no one did anything or they treated someone else horribly and no one did anything) than that is what they'll accept.

If you follow your logic that everyone is "better off "avoiding children--what then? How do you expect them to learn right from wrong if no one is volunteering to teach them? How do you expect bullying to stop if no one is taking the time to instill it in them that bullying is not okay? How do you expect them to ever learn to be kind and considerate when everyone around them makes it clear they're not wanted? How do you expect them to learn what any kind of care and responsibility looks like if everyone is avoiding them to begin with? How do you expect them to think for themselves and reach their own conclusions if you treat them all like a monolith? Every single adult is an ex-baby, an ex-child, an ex-teenager--how do you expect decent adults to come into this world if you avoid teaching all three of those?

I'm not saying any of this to dismiss what you went through or undermine the horror and the impact of it, and I genuinely am sorry you were put through so much. But the best way I can answer your question is with full honesty: and I think it is going to be difficult for you to find those "good stories" and be open to them if you are already convinced that you are right because of what happened to you, that children are automatically feral terrors and that everyone else is just pretending otherwise or ignoring the reality. I believe what I believe because I've spent years around kids and seen all sides of them. I know they can say horrible things. But I also know they learnt those horrible things from a careless adult, or another child exposed to a careless adult. Children can be terrifying--but they are terrifying to other children. And that terror is coming from a reactive and limited understanding of the world where so much of what happens to you often feels like it's coming from large, hidden, horrible forces you can't wrap your head around (because you can't, because your head is 8 years old). But the fact is adults are also terrifying to children. And which of those are you now?

I can't speculate on what you went through or how you processed it, but I think it's worth considering that you may still be looking at children through the eyes of the child you once were and the horrible experiences you had. Again, I'm not dismissing that pain--it's real and it happened to you, and I can absolutely understand your feelings and conclusions--but that doesn't mean they equate to objective conclusions or generalization about all children, especially since you were a child: would you look at yourself like something similar to a military robot? Would you want to have felt the adults around you thought it better to stay away from you? And what about the people in your life that you care about most? Can you imagine them when they were children, like you were? Would you think the same thing about them?

If you want to change your mind, you need to put yourself in situations where that opportunity arises without expecting that your belief is the default. If you can, ask teachers what their fondest memories are of teaching--what's the funniest thing they've heard, what's the kindest thing they've seen, what's surprised them most about kids? What have they learnt from kids (because you do learn--you learn all the time). Ask people who love children why they love children, or simply see if you can find discussions on forums where people share those stories. As I said, I've heard and seen kids do some awful things--but those are tiny compared to everything I've seen that is the opposite (boys giggling face to face on a hill, a tiny toddler waving at me on a bus, a child naming a slug that crept in through his window, a 9 year old boy trying to teach me morse code after having known me for 2 minutes despite how long it took me to understand). It might also help if you give yourself the opportunity to learn a little about child psychology--if people's experiences aren't enough for you, then maybe getting insights into how children's actual brains and minds work might. If you're curious, there's a documentary series from 2015 or so that follows 4, 5, and 6 years olds as they play and engage with each other here to try and understand what their world looks like.

Sincerely, I don't mean for any of this to sound harsh and I really hope it doesn't--but at the end of the day there isn't a secret, pure anecodte that will magically make you change your mind. Change isn't passive; it's something you decide to do and actively work on and that includes challenging your own beliefs by providing them with new and wider information. I'm not saying you have to become a kindergarten teacher to do this, or start spending all your time around children. But if we are going to survive in this world and forge any kind of lasting connections we have to be able to offer some amount of grace and understanding to each other and the people in our lives--and that goes doubly for the people who have barely even begun learning to be people at all.

[iliothermia]

I went to my schools office today because the computer they provided me wasn't working, and the lady at the front desk stared at the stickers on the front (your 'this too shall pass' sticker specifically) and I got worried for a second before she paused and went, "hey, i have this artists stuff!" and points at her wall above her desk and next to some fruits basket posters were your "⚔️🩸🦋" and 'blessing' prints and i walked out of that office beaming. She said she met you during sakura con and that you were 'a complete sweat heart'

anyway, just warmed my heart

That makes me so happy 🥺 I had a really good time at Sakura Con and the people I met were all so kind. I really like public events because I don't socialize a ton so I get to yap a lot with sweet people. I'm glad that she had a good time yapping with me too! Thank you for letting me know this cute story, and I hope that you'll be able to get help with your computer quickly!!!

[joeyburrrow]

There is a third Herbert core tiktok??

the "it was actually 4th grade" kills me every time 😭

[joeyfranchise]

Do you think Joe is any good at dirty talk? If so…give deets plzzzzz 😂

lordddddd have mercy. i’d love to say yes to this. i… am saying yes to this? nsfw below.

i think joey could get nasty. telling you that you’re so pretty, that you take him so well, that you feel so good wrapped around him. and i think he’d be so teasing too… like

“don’t start something you can’t finish.”

“you sure you can take it? you scared?”

anything to get in your head, to reel you into the moment. i think he’d be one to get possessive too, like

“that’s my girl, huh? nobody else could fuck you like this.”

“you like that? it’s mine isn’t it?”

i think he’d definitely be good at praising you, too. just telling you how good of a girl you are and like i said before, that you take it so well.

“look so good spread out for me like that, pussy was made for me wasn’t it?”

and some name calling.. something like “fuckin nasty, aren’t you? being a slut for me like this?”

hehehe 🤭💗

[tarozeni]

💗 anon comebavk 🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯 can i pls req cute n fluffy texts w haechan :3

AAAAAA WELCOME BACK 💗 ANON <33

fluffy texts w haechan

[rooksamoris]

With his name meaning coming up, if Jamil ever seriously got on Magicam it would be over for Vil and Neige

jamil would fucking eat magicam up omg. im pretty sure it was vil in fairy gala who said that jamil and kalim (and leona) were pretty.

imagine he gets caught in some of the backgrounds of some of the others's photos??? like cater is taking a selfie with kalim and you can see jamil doing something in the background. kalim is probably on magicam, sharing all sorts of fun that he has, and in the background jamil is always there.

he ends up with his own set of fans who scour the hell out of night raven college student pages to find more of him because of just how pretty he is.

they make collages of him, and its mostly blurry pics, and he's just so baffled when someone shows it to him. he scrunches his nose and looks away, muttering something about how its weird, but deep down his ego is being very stroked by people writing shit like 'bro is majestic' and 'who's the pretty boy in the back' under images of him.

guys please spoil him with words of affirmation.