#Anon ask

[h0rnipuppy]

I just like questions :3

Wanna be nosy. . . here's your chance

0: Height

1: Virgin?

2: Shoe size

3: Do you smoke?

4: Do you drink?

5: Do you take drugs?

6: Age you get mistaken for

7: Have tattoos?

8: Want any tattoos?

9: Got any piercings?

10: Want any piercings?

11: Best friend?

12: Relationship status

13: Biggest turn ons

14: Biggest turn offs

15: Favorite movie

16: I’ll love you if

17: Someone you miss

18: Most traumatic experience

19: A fact about your personality

20: What I hate most about myself

21: What I love most about myself

22: What I want to be when I get older

23: My relationship with my sibling(s)

24: My relationship with my parent(s)

25: My idea of a perfect date

26: My biggest pet peeves

27: A description of the girl/boy I like

28: A description of the person I dislike the most

29: A reason I’ve lied to a friend

30: What I hate the most about work/school

31: What your last text message says

32: What words upset me the most

33: What words make me feel the best about myself

34: What I find attractive in women

35: What I find attractive in men

36: Where I would like to live

37: One of my insecurities

38: My childhood career choice

39: My favorite ice cream flavor

40: Who wish I could be

41: Where I want to be right now

42: The last thing I ate

43: Sexiest person that comes to my mind immediately

44: A random fact about anything

[bunnis-monsters]

Ngl the Bee Hybrids seem like the type to have a surge of cuteness aggression every now and then

Absolutely! You’re very cute to them, and it’s hard to contain their love for you.

One day, you were just waking up, your eyes still barely open as you stretched before cuddling back into your pillow.

The sight of you all sleepy and whiny made your attendants coo, and they couldn’t help but join the cuddle pile.

You whined even more when they pinched your cheeks or fat tummy, poking and squishing you.

“Ahh, my queen you’re so cute today!”

“Our queen is always cute, but right now I just can’t take it!”

They’re instantly rubbing against you, multiple tongues slipping into your mouth as your panties are tossed aside.

You’re just the cutest thing ever, they can’t help but fill you with their eggs when you’re like this!

Note: I have a few exclusive bee hybrid fics on my Patreon and kofi! With Patreon I have a 20% discount on your first month, code: hunni

[blackthewolf17]

I voted for ERROR because those dialogues were the hottest.

Grrrrrrrrrr yes ☝😔 I've always liked the approach of Turbo's double identity with King Candy.

[startheskelaton]

Are Bulkhead and Bumblebee (Aka Badassatron) friends in One Spark?

Funny enough yes! I thought it would be a cute reference to Animated and Prime! I even drew them together for a little joke bit.

I think they were probably in training together at one point and kept running into one another as time went on. One becoming a Prime, the other working under Ultra Magnus

In the AU Bulkhead won’t play too big of a role in all honesty. However he dose serve as a fun celebrity crush/ role model for Sparkplug. Aka you know, her Pedro Pascal or Robert Pattinson.

It’s fun because it demonstrates what Spark wants to be in life, a powerful, kind and beloved figure. Someone strong that doesn’t scare people

[bunnis-monsters]

Hiii! Love your work!

If it's okay, I would like to send in an ask for your snow leopard hybrid. He is absolutely my favorite! This is so random but I was thinking of him with an autistic reader who is like constantly playing with his tail and ears. It's just the perfect stim toy because it's all warm and soft. I was thinking like she presses it to her cheeks or chest different parts of her body and bro can't help but get horny from it.

I know it's random and it's cool if you don't wanna do it, this has just been floating around in my mind for a while.

Have a good day/night/evening! :)))

He’s always been pretty patient with you, and tolerates pretty much everything.

You had a bit of an overstimulating day, so now all you want to do is cuddle with your lover.

His ears are soft and fluffy, fun to pet and tug on. With the right amount of scratching, he’ll begin to purr for you.

In all honesty his purring is soothing as well, so you play with his tail as he begins grooming your head. He swishes his tail a bit, smiling down at you fondly when you giggle and reach for it again.

Sometimes you’ll just bury your face into his fluff, too emotionally drained and overstimulated to talk or be playful. When that happens, he’s quiet, and will rub your back or play with your hair if you allow it.

Other, you rub a bit too much. Some days he’s more sensitive than others, and with all the petting and touching, he’ll get hard instantly.

Don’t worry, jerking him off feels nice too, and you like watching him cum all over your hands. He’s very affectionate with you after he’s had a nice orgasm, even more so than usual.

[read-marx-and-lenin]

can i ask you a question? i'm not asking in bad faith, but why do you not care whether ukraine keeps their land or not? wouldn't it set a bad precedent if they can't keep it?

What precedent would it set that hasn't already been set historically? Even pretending we live in some kind of post-irredentist world, how would backing Kyiv over Moscow be in any way a victory for the people of the Donbass or Crimea?

The idea that the bourgeois nation-state of Ukraine deserves the land out of some liberal notion of national integrity that must not be violated lest a "bad precedent" be set is irrelevant to me. I am not wedded to the liberal "rules-based order" that conflates maintaining the status quo with peace. My vision of the future is a world without borders, and I don't see the point in defending any particular border unless it serves the interest of the proletariat to do so.

If Ukraine were a socialist republic, it would be a different story. But they're not, and no matter which side of this war ends up in control of the Donbass, the workers of the Donbass will still be fighting the bourgeoisie.

[noorpersona]

Hear me out. Giving bokuto or ushijima their first bj in their early 20s. They’re just so busy all the time and once they finally meet you, how do you think It would go down?

You've been heard and its fantastic lolol

I hope you enjoy my love <333

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Anon Ask: Bokuto (NSFW)

The door creaked open, and Bokuto stepped inside with a quiet, exhausted sigh. His duffel bag was slung over one broad shoulder, and his varsity jacket hung haphazardly off him, half-zipped like he hadn’t even bothered to fix it. His hair was still damp from a post-practice shower, curling slightly at the ends, and the faint scent of soap and something distinctly him wafted across the room.

When he spotted you sitting cross-legged on the edge of his bed, his whole face changed. The tension in his shoulders softened, and a slow, sleepy smile spread across his lips.

"Hey," he said, voice rough and warm from hours of practice. "Didn't expect you to wait up."

You shrugged lightly, trying to keep it casual even though your heart squeezed at the sight of him—tired, flushed, and somehow still so beautiful. "Missed you," you admitted.

His smile deepened, fondness glowing in his golden eyes. Dropping his bag by the door, he kicked off his shoes with a lazy nudge and trudged over to you.

The mattress dipped under his weight as he collapsed beside you with a soft grunt, leaning heavily against you. His head found its way to your shoulder, his body curling toward you instinctively, seeking your warmth like a magnet.

"I'm so tired," he mumbled, words slurring slightly against your shirt.

You threaded your fingers through his damp hair, nails scraping lightly against his scalp. He melted instantly, a low, content hum vibrating from his chest.

"Poor baby," you teased gently, though your heart ached with how worn down he was. He always gave everything—on the court, in class, with his teammates. There was never anything left for himself.

He huffed a quiet laugh against you. "Missed you too, y'know."

You smiled, pressing a soft kiss to the crown of his head.

For a while, you just sat there, letting him soak in your presence. You could feel the weight of his exhaustion, the way his body sagged against yours, trusting you to hold him up.

After a long moment, you shifted slightly, your hand trailing down from his hair to cup his cheek, tilting his face up to look at you.

His eyes were heavy-lidded, lips slightly parted. So open. So vulnerable.

You leaned in, kissing him softly at first, your lips brushing over his in a slow, lingering touch. Bokuto sighed into your mouth, his large hands finding your waist, gripping you gently like he couldn’t bear not to touch you.

The kiss deepened naturally, lazy and warm, until you were shifting to straddle his lap, feeling the solid weight of him beneath you. Your hands slid down his chest, over the faint ridges of his stomach, until they hovered at the waistband of his jeans.

When your fingers brushed the growing tent forming there, he gasped softly against your mouth, hips jerking up slightly into your palm.

You pulled back just enough to look at him—his cheeks flushed, pupils wide, breathing shallow.

The thought struck you all at once. A way to take care of him. To give him something back.

"Let me take care of you tonight," you whispered.

Confusion flickered across his face. "You don't have to—"

You silenced him with another kiss, even deeper this time, pouring everything you felt into it—all the longing, all the tenderness, all the need.

When you pulled back, his breath caught audibly. His pupils were blown wide, cheeks flushed a soft pink.

You slid off the bed and knelt between his legs, resting your hands lightly on his thighs.

His breath hitched. "Wait—you… you don't—"

"I want to," you murmured, voice steady, fingers tracing slow circles against the thick muscle of his thighs.

Bokuto looked like he wanted to argue, but the words caught in his throat. He nodded instead, swallowing hard.

You reached for the button of his jeans, popping it open with deft fingers. His breathing grew ragged as you tugged the zipper down, his cock straining against the fabric.

When you freed him, he was already hard, twitching slightly under the cool air and your intense gaze.

You smiled up at him—gentle, reassuring—and leaned in to press a soft kiss against the head of his cock.

He gasped, his hips jerking slightly before he forced himself to stay still, fists clenching in the blanket.

"Holy shit," he whispered, voice barely a breath.

You took your time, trailing kisses down his length, licking slow, teasing stripes along the underside. Every little sound he made—the sharp inhales, the choked-off moans—made your stomach flutter.

When you finally wrapped your lips around him, sinking down slowly, his whole body shuddered.

"F-Fuck…" he whimpered, head tipping back against the bed, throat working as he swallowed thickly.

You set a slow, steady rhythm, bobbing your head while your hand stroked what your mouth couldn't reach. Your free hand stayed firm on his thigh, feeling every tremor, every tiny twitch.

Bokuto was a mess almost immediately, biting his lip hard enough to turn his knuckles white, trying desperately to keep quiet. His hips jerked despite himself, tiny, helpless movements you easily accommodated.

When you glanced up at him, the sight nearly undid you—his flushed cheeks, the glassy sheen in his eyes, the way he looked at you like you were something holy.

"I'm gonna…" he panted, voice breaking. "Gonna cum… if you…"

The desperate edge in his voice made something snap inside you.

You moaned softly around him, then picked up the pace—bobbing your head faster, taking him deeper with each stroke. Your hand worked in tandem with your mouth, twisting gently at the base as you sucked harder, tongue flicking against the sensitive underside.

Bokuto cried out, head falling back against the bed, chest heaving with ragged breaths. His thighs tensed under your palms, muscles trembling as he fought to keep himself grounded.

"F-Fuck, baby…" he gasped, voice cracking, hips jerking up despite himself. "I'm… I'm—"

With a shuddering groan that was almost a whimper, Bokuto came hard, hips stuttering helplessly as he spilled hot and heavy into your mouth. You swallowed carefully, easing him through it, the sounds he made—broken, vulnerable—searing themselves into your memory.

You kept your movements slow and gentle until he sagged back against the bed, completely spent, every muscle in his body quivering with the aftermath.

When you finally pulled back, wiping the corner of your mouth with the back of your hand, you looked up at him through your lashes.

He stared down at you like you’d personally rewritten the laws of physics, wide-eyed and flushed, chest still rising and falling rapidly.

"You're…" he croaked, still breathless. "You're amazing."

You climbed back onto the bed, and Bokuto immediately dragged you into his arms, cradling you against his chest like he never wanted to let you go.

"Stay," he whispered, voice raw.

"Wasn't planning on leaving," you murmured against his skin, pressing a kiss to his racing heart.

He held you tighter, burying his face in your hair, soaking in your warmth, your presence—everything he’d missed without even realizing it.

And for once, there was nowhere else either of you needed to be.

[sourle]

Imagine shedletsky decide to keep on eye on reader from afar until he just sees them sketching anything next to the lake or talking to taph about their silly little interests and now he just thinks about it nonstop teehee

Admire

I wish I was heather

WARNINGS: Non.

Note: he found it.. interesting

Shedletsky just got back from a match, exhausted and tired. But before he could rest he had to discuss with Builderman about the previous match and deter about their teamworks.

Builderman seeing how tired Shedletsky is told him to return to his cabin, reassuring him that he can make the plan on his own.

Shedletsky just complied, albeit hesitantly. Walking out the cabin and onto the patchy dirt ground he paused, he glanced at the dock. Two silhouettes sitting next to each other.

He could instantly recognize the two by the shape of the silhouettes. [Name] distinguish(es) accessorie(s) stuck out within the shadow while Taph... Yeah he's the most recognizable.

He shrugged it off, not until he approached his cabin which was near the dock.

"Yeah! I do love to draw a couple things.. and animals... Though all I have in reference are from the book the Spectre gave us.. and from memories."

He quietly entered his cabin, yet he lingers near the door and window. Listening to [Name] talking about their interest.

A notorious exploiter who almost broke robloxia has a small interest in drawing? He finds it— interesting to say the least.

The match finally finished and he got brought back from the round, feeling his body screaming at him from the pain he walked out of the dining room into the living room of the main cabin. Plopping down onto the couch.

He let out a tired sigh, watching the fire crackles. Eating away at the woods, that somehow never ends.

He felt odd, like someone was supposed to be here. Usually. Then he remembered them.

Ah yes [Name], who would usually sit here alone waiting for Taph. But they were nowhere to be seen. Maybe at they're room or something.

He kept watching the fire, it reminded him of them. Watching the fire either from boredom or—

WHY IS HE THINKING OF THEM!?

Shedletsky grunted glancing down. At that moment he finally noticed the crayons and papers on the coffee table.

He looked back up and saw a small doodle on a single paper, he reached and picked it up.

It's him!.. it's him?

He raised a brow at a doodle of him, violet flowers surrounded him. He looks almost ethereal. There at the corner of the paper is a signature, [Name] signature.

He stares at it before folding it and pocketing it. Returning to watch the fire mocking him at his silly interest for them.

Note: Shedletsky, return their art back bro</3

[softie--angel]

if anyone sees this, feel free to send me some 😊

some pretty asks✨

angel; is there anyone you’d do anything for?

galaxy; what fascinates you?

melody; favorite artists?

silk; what outfit makes you feel confident?

rose; favorite flower?

sun; favorite season

film; favorite movie/tv show?

gorgeous; what do you like in a person?

diamond; favorite color?

infatuation; first crush?

dream; how long do you sleep on average?

brilliant; what celebrity do people say you look like?

perfume; favorite scent?

fleece; have any pets?

pigment; what color is your hair naturally? if you could dye it any color which one would you choose?

charcoal; do you have a good relationship with your parents?

ocean; do you take a yearly vacation?

murky; biggest fear?

devotion; are you taken?

lingerie; what do you wear to bed?

daydream; best memory?

joy; best feeling you’ve ever experienced? 

masque; what’s your skincare routine?

valentine; best gift you’ve ever received?

parchment; favorite book?

garden; do you have a garden? plants? 

oasis; dream destination? 

sense; best subject? favorite subject?

footprints; do you want kids?

rainbow; what’s your sexuality?

sweater; do you prefer loose or baggy clothes?

nail laquer; punk or pastel?

1975; if you could time travel to any time period, what would it be and why?

tattoos; do you have/want and tattoos and piercings?

feel free to reblog and send me some! <3

[xavierfan]

more bre3ding/cr3amp1e p-links pls 🫣

warnings: sexual content below! p-links and sexually explicit descriptions are in this post

i genuinely don't know what to say anymore but this is sylus. on everyone's soul, THIS IS SYLUS

this one too

this too

sylus likes to fuck his seed back into you himself, he does so quite softly. it's an extremely intimate act when he does it, he's gentle and slow, and it's really not about possession to him. he just likes it— the warmth, the slickness, the sound, and the lewdness of it all.

> heavy breeding kink with no hints of possessiveness, he straight up just wants you to have his kid idfk. he would definitely say stuff like, "you're going to make a wonderful mother to our kids." / "kitten, one day you're going to get pregnant and i'm going to be so lucky." / "fuck, kitten, you want me to fuck my cum back into you, right? you want me to get you pregnant, right?"

idk why but this one gives me a caleb vibes

this one is also him

this one too

this too 😭😭😭

i keep adding caleb links im tweaking

caleb really enjoys watching his cum leak out of you. he would tease you, "pipsqueak, you're wasting it", as he just watches you squirm. to him, this is something akin to 'marking' you, walking up behind you later while out talking about, "think you're still leaky, pip."

> he's also probably got a crazy breeding kink mixed with a little —or a lot— bit of crazy obsession idfk, shit like "when your belly gets big, everyone's going to know who you belong to" / "one day i'm gonna get you pregnant" / "you'd look so good carrying my child, pips" / "if you let it all out, you'll hurt my feelings pips."

i think rafayel kind of goes feral once you let him cum in you... like he just keeps going idk

teasing him

rafayel is less breeding kink more crazy about you. loves anything to do with you, sex is not an exception, and he puts you on a pedestal a little differently to the rest of the boys. a bit like a mutt, you let him cum in you and suddenly he can't stop rutting into you, trying to chase another high.

> less breeding kink, more pathetic subby male who is so fucking excited to be fucking you. "fuck. fuck. fuck. 'm gonna cum again, please? please let me keep going?" / "princess, you feel soo good, please." / "princess, i'm sorry, let's keep going..." / "i'll be so good for you, princess, let me keep going."

sorry i know you specifically asked for breeding and i know this isn't but it still has cum ...

this is also zayne idk

zayne....

zayne rarely ever finishes inside of you, citing that it's not good for you, but that doesn't mean he doesn't want to. idk how to explain it, he doesn't let himself finish inside of you because he's worried he'll lose self control.

> heavily likes the idea of breeding, like it probably takes everything in his body to not ram into you as he feels his balls squeeze, probably in your ear talking about "you'd look so beautiful pregnant." / "want to start a family with you." / "one day i'm going to get you pregnant, no need to worry." / "if you keep asking me to cum in you, i just might one day..."

i think xavier would like you fucking yourself with his cum... like shoving anything that comes out back inside

this one too

anotha one

xavier just wants to watch your fingers plug your hole up to prevent any more spillage. it brings a smile to his face to see how desperate you are to keep all of his seed inside of you, it probably gets him hard all over again prompting him to say something like, "don't worry, there's more where that came from."

> no specific breeding kink per say but likes the possessive element of pregnancy like caleb, "they'll know what we get up to at night." / "maybe when you're pregnant he'll stop coming up to you" / "want everyone to know how good you make me feel every night"

notes : i couldnt find that many links 😭😭😭 i've been searching all day so i'm sorry anon... pls forgive me... i hope the little blurbs makeup for the lack of links :(

[kaybedenlerkulubu10]

Aesthetic.

[bunnis-monsters]

i don't know if you've seen them, but the krampus parade videos of krampus picking the girl up or kissing them 😍 bunni im begging you

Imagine being that girl.

You’re at the parade, waving and smiling. He notices you, all cute with your chubby cheeks looking so warm and squishy.

You’ve never been before, unaware of the traditions of the village. He’s never seen a woman look quite like you do, so plump with a full figure… it makes him feel hot and his pants tight.

Krampus walks over, easily lifting you, a claw tapping his cheek and of course you kiss it.

That’s when you notice he is NOT wearing a mask and you just kissed THE Krampus.

Of course that kiss was basically him slipping an engagement ring around your finger.

Krampus has chosen you as his bride, and everyone cheers when he carries you away.

He takes you to his den and quickly consummates the marriage, fucking you like an animal~

His cock stretches you out, his hand smacking your ass lightly while his tongue tangles itself with yours. You’re his pretty little mate now, his gorgeous wife.

Of course he stuffs you full of his cum, leaving your pussy drooling.

want more? send me a kofi! ^^

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[bigimango]

I love how you draw Logan and Kurt, could we get some more of them cuddling? There’s a criminally low amount of art for them <333

I'm always down to doodle our boys cuddling

[demonic0angel]

Justice League Dark being all worried because an ancient and magically powerful pharaoh is going to awaken to his past life memories soon and could usher in a new age of darkness if he isn't stopped.

Tucker, said pharaoh, gains his past life memories and magical power, and ignores it in favor of continuing his internship at Wayne Tech.

Part 2

Wonder Woman frowned. “What are you saying?”

Constantine growled. “I’m saying that if we don’t find this thing fast…. It could bring in a new age of darkness. And trust me, you don’t want to find out what that could mean.”

Wonder Woman turned to Zatanna. “How dangerous is this thing? And how did this happen?”

Zatanna shook her head, also looking worried and confused. “I’m not entirely sure. However, Constantine and I did some spells and we talked to some other psychics, who have all said the same thing. Someone out there in the world will soon gain their past life’s memories and magical power, and with it, they will have the knowledge and capabilities to bring death and chaos to this world. We need to stop them.”

Wonder Woman nodded. “Tell me what we need to do. We must stop this person before anything could happen!”

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“Wait, but didn’t we already know that you’re the reincarnation of a past pharaoh?” Danny said, staring at him in bafflement through the screen. “This isn’t anything new.”

Tucker rolled his eyes. “I know! Like damn, couldn’t I have given these powers in high school?”

“Still wouldn’t get bitches though,” Sam said dryly, not even looking up from where she was trimming her plants.

“Hey!” Tucker complained.

Danny smirked. “Maybe you could say he’s a…. Late bloomer?”

He chortled as they both groaned. Sam picked up her flowers and placed them under her desk to protect them from Danny’s awful puns with a shake of her head. Tucker just gave a long sigh.

Tucker was sullen. “I mean… it’s cool and all, but I don’t need them, y’know? And for some reason, I have voices in my head telling me to start the apocalypse now.”

Sam and Danny stared at him with varying degrees of unimpressed and concern. “Well? Are you?” Sam asked, raising an eyebrow.

Tucker snorted. “Hell no. You know how much I get paid at Wayne Enterprises? I get paid buckets for only an hour a day to write up some software and then I can spend the rest of the time on games. There’s no way I’m going to waste my time on Armageddon when I can make money.”

Danny beamed. “That’s the spirit! Do you want me to come over to exorcise the voices in your head? They’re probably like… ghosts or something, right?”

“Nah, it’s alright. Jazz is going to come over to help. And if it’s insanity from drinking Gotham water, then she’s definitely more qualified than you guys.”

Danny nodded. “Makes sense.”

Sam chuckled to herself. “Who knew that the world could be saved with a billionaire’s money? Oh, wait, I did because—!”

Both boys groaned and settled in for another rant about the ethics of billionaires. Not that they disagreed, but still.

[read-marx-and-lenin]

What are your thoughts on the whole Xiaohongshu migration, if you have any?

I think it's good for people in the US to be breaking down cultural barriers that have been put up artificially to divide us. I think that the US media is probably going to spin this in some Sinophobic direction, but it's going to be a bit harder since they can't pretend that there's some secret Chinese influence like they did with TikTok. This time it's obvious to everyone involved that the app is Chinese and people are still flocking to it anyway. It's a big middle finger to the US government, saying "we aren't scared of China, we aren't mad at China, you're not going to manipulate us so easily".