#MWAH💕

[tonydaddingham]

(1/3) Coming off anon to thank you for clarifying the nicknames! I can’t believe “Every” is unrelated to “Every Day”; that’s quite the coincidence. More importantly—I read the linked post where you coined the Feral Domestic (iconic of you), and god, your early sleep-deprived impressions still resonate so hard. (ctd.)

oh. my. word. @nimpseudo!!!✨💕 hello, hi!!! thank you so much for this lovely, lovely ask!!! god, where do i start-

first of all, thank you so much for the kind words!!! this fandom is chock full of intelligent, insightful, and observant people; it's incredibly easy to stoke the imposter syndrome when writing your own meta or analysis, especially when you anticipate it might be quite controversial. everyone sees things differently, and everyone sees things differently over time, but to have a view that might just be a bit of an outlier is doubly scary. but to know that - if even only a handful of people - resonate with my ramblings truly is what makes me keep doing it. so thank you, thank you, thank you!!!✨

im certainly not the only one who feels like this about the Feral Domestic and the kiss in general. now i will admit that in this scene, i do have some aziraphale prejudice, and i can come across as quite biased towards his view of what happened. i think it might be because in the same situation, i think id do the same thing, or view it the same as i perceive aziraphale to do. but over time, my empathy towards crowley has definitely increased, certainly more than my first reaction suggested at the time i posted it; i get his perspective, his terror and fear and vehemence towards aziraphale's offer, and in his shoes id also refuse to join aziraphale.

i think what truly made me recoil tho, as i said in the post and you said in your ask, is the kiss itself. i get why he did it, i get why he was desperate and overwhelmed, but all i can see in response to that is aziraphale's reaction. whilst i see the purely emotional side of crowley kissing him - and god do i sympathise - logically it didn't prove much. aziraphale knows crowley wants to be with him, and crowley knows the vice versa (they literally said as much! that's probably one of the only points in this dialogue that they actually communicate!). the issue on both sides is the caveats - aziraphale doesn't want to run, crowley doesn't want to return. and both are completely understandable.

imo; if the kiss was meant to prove to aziraphale that crowley wanted him, wanted him to stay - well, it wasn't needed, aziraphale heard crowley all but beg him to stay. alternatively, if the kiss was meant as a "this is what you'll be missing", or "this is my goodbye", or - as i personally think - "this will make you stay"... well, these are all pretty shitty.

i do have to wonder if aziraphale has even imagined a kiss with crowley (jane austen, iirc, didn't write romantic kisses in her stories - although she did imply them - and therefore arguably a kiss wouldn't fit into his view of ideal romance... he's likely read other romance stories, but it's specifically austen's he refers to in a romantic capacity in ep2). he likely hasnt, imo, and so with this in mind, when crowley kisses him, how could he possibly see it as anything other than possession, carnal and rough, and as manipulation?

that isn't to say aziraphale isn't open to it - the ox scene and the 40s minisode certainly suggest it, as does him briefly reciprocating during the kiss itself - but it was sudden and fast and unexpected... arguably all the things that scare aziraphale. he reciprocates, but does he even see his own action as willing, or the result of a temptation? because crowley tempted him? it wasn't consensual, it wasn't discussed or eased into, and to my mind it wasnt emotionally romantic.

regardless of the extenuating emotion behind it, it was not a good move on crowley's part. manifestly, it might have even pitted aziraphale against him - aziraphale has always seen crowley as a good person, that's the whole reason behind the restoration offer in the first place... but this? this will have potentially shown to aziraphale that crowley might not be wholly who he thought he was. bad news bears.

anyway sorry, accidental analysis!!!✨ but regardless - thank you so much for being so kind to say what you have, it truly is lovely and very much appreciated. please keep sharing your own meta and analysis, regardless of reach you do or do not have; ive added on multiple posts a tag that reads "#in this house every opinion is valid if you can argue it well enough", and whilst jokey, i do hold that stance. ive rb'd and liked plenty of meta/analysis that are different to or at odds with my own, because i definitely don't think im 100% correct, and actually we all might - between us - have reached the right interpretation together, collectively. as long as it isn't outright offensive, and basically doesn't point-blank ignore the canon or narrative, i truly don't think any interpretation is cancellable if it can be backed up!!!✨💕

[creamyrambles]

3 and 35?

3.) I never thought about it but I really like eye contact. Looking me in the eyes, knowing I have all of their attention. I want them to look me when they beg to be touched. Beg to be fucked good and rough. My mind wanders to so many nasty things when my pet makes eye contact with me. I want to see those eyes water, looking at me through their lashes, gaze full of lust and yearning for me.

35.) I love the mating press and the full nelson! Mating press it's easier for me to fold them and watch their face as I thrust into them. Having them pinned down by their thighs. Smushed under my weight and all they can do it scream my name.

And the full nelson to put naughty pets in their place or when I'm feeling a bit primal. Chase them down, pick them up from behind. I'd do it in front of a mirror so they can watch as my cock teases their entrance. And all their weight is on me. Making them fully dependent on me to keep them upright. Unable to ground themselves they arch their back and rest their head on my shoulder as I push into them and slowly fuck them. Purposely avoiding fully sheathing myself so they're denied the satisfaction. They can cum, once they beg hard enough

[barbieidol]

character questions 9, 21, 22, 31!

9. what is their greatest achievement ?

honestly, her greatest achievement so far is learning to be patient as a human. as a doll, there was never a question of there being something she wanted that was out of reach or that she couldn't get just by batting her eyelashes. she's coming from a world where she was constantly top of the charts, playing for huge crowds, receiving special treatment from the people around her at all times. she'd never had to fight to make her voice heard. she'd never been harshly criticized or rejected & the process of dealing with that alone in the real world is beyond terrifying & upsetting, but the way she gradually learns that throwing a tantrum won't hurry her career along is truly her biggest feat. it's what teaches her that she's not a quitter & she's willing to go to war for as long as it takes just to be able to share her music with the world. there's never been a doubt that she has talent, but that's rarely ever enough. she owes all her pending success to patience.

21. what do they like to do for fun ?

performing aside, because that's never not fun for her, she loves driving her little pink vespa around town ( alexa play speed drive ). self care days are also super fun for her because it turns out she's obsessed with bubble baths & crafting them has become some kind of ritual. she also hangs out with chloe a lot & is continuing the tradition of letting her use her as a model for her fashion designs. a girlie loves to play model.

22. do they have any hobbies ?

she has a poker group she meets up with on the weekends ! she suggested its creation just so to bring something from her old life into her new one. nothing too high stakes, it's just made up of a few people who work at the coffee shop with her but she does clean them out 9/10 times because she's just that good hehe. you'll also find her at the gym as often as her schedule allows. plus, she's in the process of learning french & italian because she really wants to go to europe someday <3

31. what does perfect happiness look like to them ?

perfect happiness is playing a new venue every week. knowing her music resonates with people. it's also a big apartment with a pretty balcony & a view of a buzzing concrete jungle. a closet you could basically live in. good friends near-by. most of all, her happiness lies in feeling connected to the people around her, her audience included.

meme

[h3lian]

❛ &&. 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐟. 𝐖𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬. 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞… ❜

— Gift for my partner @machineheralded

[project-zorthania]

Thank you to @zhampip and @alisa-aydin for the stunning stobotnik merch! The keychains are already being put to good use and I've found homes for the standees already. Looking forward to sticking their cute little faces in my scrapbook soon ✨ Bless 🙏

[wondeurwall]

AUTHOR'S NOTE. based on the poll: nsfw that won by a landslide, as expected AKSNDJSKb!!! i'll post the sfw soon. i'm currently sitting on 9k with this fic & i don't think i'm close to being done yet omg 😵‍💫 not sure how many more previews i'll post of it – i'll play by ear. or, if it's something y'all still would like, then i'll be more than happy to do it, but i think they'll be much shorter going forward!! 💕💕

AND good luck to anyone pulling for zayne's banner & for anyone trying the new oracle of stars event... i want to try pulling for rafayel's, at the very least, since they all look related to the myths 😭 for the lore, I'LL BE BROKE!!!

TAGS/WARNINGS: 🔞 mdni, fem!reader, porn with plot because i said so, cunnilingus

He drops to his knees, keeps his arms slung over your legs, trapping you at the edge of the bed. His face is in front of your pussy, the heat of his breath makes you quiver.

“Eyes on me, pretty girl,” he says.

And, you do exactly that. Rafayel’s gaze has the full moon in there, the light unblinking and brilliant, like a parallel of the sun during the day. It dares you to flinch the longer you look. But, you keep staring, find that it doesn’t hurt and, instead, the light feels familiar. 

You hear the waves, tides along the shore and grains of sand being pulled into the water. It happens briefly. Holding your breath, the salt of the sea comes to you like it does in your dreams, a little more vivid each time you fall asleep. 

The same images of him fill your vision. Why?

You release the breath, then blink, feeling the heaviness in your chest and the lump in your throat again. It’s a back-and-forth reel of him and Rafayel, different realities converging to a single point in time – and, your lips are trembling. With the heat of Rafayel’s body seeping into you and the recollection of the sea, the moment tastes and sounds like a memory.

No. It’s more than that. 

You look at Rafayel, and everything feels less like a dream and more like a memory.

You’re about to call his name, but it’s quickly ripped out of your lips in an airy moan. The flat of his tongue glides up your slit once. Then, he’s doing it again, dipping the tip into your hole and curling between your folds as he moves up to gather your cum. Taking as much as he can, he swallows the taste of you, eyes fluttering closed as he savors it. 

It’s the way he does that – makes you believe this isn’t the first time, like he isn’t a stranger to this side of you. So, you’re drifting back into your head (only barely now, because the pleasure is intense, hot and needy) and it’s as if pieces of a puzzle come together in the span of a millisecond and you’re lucid enough to arrive to what seems like an impossible reason: it’s not the first. 

You can’t shake off this feeling. 

Your pupils dilate, oxygen completely dried from your lungs when you see the pleasure on his face. To you, Rafayel is reliving something he’s missed. Something that’s been denied from him for so, so long and he’s finally grasped onto it, and he looks like he’s found the secret to walking on air. 

The ache in your chest is overwhelmed by the ache in your pussy. You whine, the glow in his eyes too dizzying. It does nothing more than guide you closer to hysteria. Your hips jerk forward, begging.  

Blood rushes through his cock, straining beneath his pants as a deep rumble comes from within his chest. He’s diving back into your cunt for more before you can catch your breath. 

You lie there, unable to close your legs. His arms keep them bent and tucked securely between his biceps and forearms, the strength of him nothing you can even attempt to win against. It comes to you as no surprise – he’s not human after all. Your mouth parts, a light sheen of saliva over your lips. Shallow, quick breaths keep you grounded as you watch through glassy eyes how Rafayel devours your pussy like a starved man. 

He pulls back slightly, staring – he hones in on your little bud. You hold your breath when he presses a kiss to your clit, slow and gentle, before he traps it between his lips and sucks, humming as he does.

“Raf – Rafayel,” you gasp, the vibrations coupled with his sucking makes your thighs vibrate, has you seeing tiny white stars. He sucks your clit harder, and your voice gets caught at the edge of your throat. 

There’s a pause before you’re moaning like a broken record.

You force your hands to mask your face, rallying enough strength to quiet down because you’re falling, losing yourself so fast, and you have no idea how to wrap your head around the pleasure that’s already building back up.

There’s a disapproving click from the man between your legs.

“Stop,” he says, voice deepening to a near growl. It surprises you – this tone, along with that look in his eyes, half-lidded, clouded with desire, like a predator ready to pounce at its prey – and you feel a greater level of ecstasy being injected into you and it knocks against the sensitive, heavy knot in your stomach.

His demand is never quite like this. It feels… good. 

Rafayel loosens the hold on one of your legs to snatch your hands away from your face, “I need to hear you, baby, or I’ll stop.”

Breath bated, you can’t help but stare at him, utterly dazed by the moonlight that hangs over his head just like it does in his eyes. 

Lovestruck. Only a second passes before you realize how far you’ve fallen, how desperate you are to see more of this version because there’s no use in denying that you’re among the reasons – if not the reason – he’ll take charge. It’s a stark contrast to the light-hearted and comical side he usually shows. There’s a certain attractiveness to it, the willingness inside of him to take care of you with this authority. 

He asks, “Won’t you be a good girl and listen to me?”

God, you’re so wet right now.

You forget how to breathe, feeling like you’ve evolved in a bottomless nothing. His grip on your hands is firm, yet not so much that it shackles you. He’s still gentle. Nodding your head is all you can manage. He finds it cute. Rafayel brushes his mouth over your palm and around your hand to the first knuckle. He smiles. 

And, you melt. Of course, you do. Craving to be good for him, to be the good girl like he says you can be – that you are – you clutch onto the bed sheets instead, let your mouth babble this time.

When he’s sure you won’t do it again, he goes back to your clit, giving the attention it deserves as he keeps his eyes on you. He plants a kiss to your throbbing bud again. And again. And then again. It gets stickier there, messy with your cum and arousal and his saliva; stretchy, gooey strings that reconnect his lips to your pussy.

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[missmaemikaelson]

[artistic-endchamber]

Say what you want but I think Neito Monoma wouldn't be all too cocky as your s/o. I think he would be a gentlemen, holding the door open for you and making sure you're okay. No matter if you're in the hero course or not. I think he wouldn't laugh at you if you don't know something, he would plainly and carefully instruct you, no matter what it is. I think He would stick up for you and listen to your problems.

But he would always keep a straight face. He wouldn't show any signs of weakness or joy. He would just be a robot. At least, for a couple of weeks when you two start dating.

He would be cheery and sarcastic with his friends but he wouldn't with you. Taking everything seriously but never being harsh. and It would probably piss you off, at some point.

But then it starts to show, that it's not that he's not doing it on purpose -- He just doesn't want you to see him vulnerable. Underneath all that cockiness, is a insecure soul. He can pretend with others -- but he doesn't want to lie or pretend with you. So he stays monotone.

But he starts warming up to you, learning that it's okay to laugh and cry (Even if it's for the stupidest things), and to be open. He learns that you didn't fall for him for being this big, strong man. You fell for him because he was Neito Monoma. The only one in the world. And he starts to live with it. With being comfortable.

( I also have a smut hc but I'll only do it if people want it )

--

Tagging: @sunkingwrites :DD I KNOW YOU LIKE NEITO!

[creamyrambles]

mmmmhhh what ifff you and this hot eldrich creature were chasing me in the middle of some abandoned woods that seemed to never end? mm.. arf chasing me, knowing full well i'll end up falling or pausing because i'm not a fast runner.. being fucked so well after getting caught, bunny csn join in too.. mmm

definitely not from a puppy

Mmm~?

My my~ I'll have my good little monster on a leash as I watch you run, puppy~

I'll allow you a headstart, though we'll just catch you anyways. My dear beast growling and snarling behind its muzzle. It's cock swelling and throbbing, dripping with precum. Mmmmh, so eager to fuck, to breed, to destroy

I'll pop on the creature's back and watch it sniff you out. It lets out blood chilling roars as it nears you. Drooling, chest heaving from arousal

I'll make the beast kneel as I scoop you up, play with your body~ pinching in squeezing at your flesh. Presenting your body to the horror I slowly strip you. Watch as it's eyes dilate, claws sharpen, tentacles twitch impatiently

It knows to follow my command. I'll like it have you in due time. Do you like being drooled over puppy~? Being stripped bare infront of such hungry gazes

I'll call the beast over, command it to eat. And eat, it does. A long ribbed tongue sliding inside you, twisting and turning. Pushing against all your sweet spots, I'll kiss your neck and stroke your cock

Fuck

The beast sits up, and slaps its two cocks against yours, thick, veiny, and knotted. You can take it can't you puppy~?

Wanna be split open by a ravenous beast~? It'll slowly trace one cock around your hole before gently pushing in. You feel full puppy~? That cock stretching you good~?

[kodzukay]

justice prevails when u smack evil with the gavel itself

happy (late for me soz for not locking in) 24th to those who celebrate 🎉🐙🌹

ngl i felt like either or could work as the weapon/meister, so azul as a sniper rifle is just sitting somewhere in my notes ☠️

[p1harmonie]

i'm the street st⭐r .ᐟ

my belovedest victoria secret model ice queen @ashmp3 tagged me to post my 9 selfies of 2024 !!

as always i can barely take five okay photos in a year so dont mind the bonus pics that's still me anyways 🤭

tagging: @ningtual @myungjaehyun @meltingpointmp3 @taegyunie @moonsua @jaebeomtual @kimsuyeon @facethesuns @kimsmingyu @soobinies @bamgeut @28reas0ns @antonleez @neonsbian @sheawolfmp3 @yunogf @dojaejung @fairyhaos @wnjntual @dawei-s @lovesight @sungtaro @baekhyunnybyun @rosieposie and whoever wants to play !!

(as always no pressure but also a lil bit of pressure because i wanna see my beautiful mootsies faces mwah 😔💗)

[xoxoemynn]

Today I'm feeling extremely grateful for the friends I've found in this fandom.

I love everything about you. 💕

[epiphainie]

they've had a huge albeit ridiculous argument over *you can decide what* and are both sulking giving each other the silent treatment.

who caves first and apologies and how?

ooh i love this. in the reality where i want their relationship to reach in which buck feels so confident that tommy's not going anywhere and for the first time not walking on eggshells with a partner, i imagine him veryyyy complain-y. like his brattiness in the billy boils case but with serious stuff too, he's not afraid to be "too much" so in this case, i think he would just keep whining around tommy. and again in this timeline where tommy doesn't treat buck with baby gloves, he'd be sooo stubborn and not give in lol. he'd just ignore buck's bitching and buck would bitch more and then tommy would bitch back once or twice. then buck would blurt out what actually bothered him about what/how/why tommy said the thing, maybe with some self-blame, and tommy would immediately go soft and cup his face to apologize and kiss him and buck would apologize back

[mochinomnoms]

Feel free to ignore this but i cant get this thought out of my head (its been here all month and during my calc test😭 no math only ptm!Jade lmao) okay. So, imagine mc and ptm!Jade are already dating and probably out of NRC. What if she took jade bra shopping with him? Would he find a mushroom themed bra that nobody else saw bc it was hidden? What would his tastes be if he chose smth? We already know he is canonically a fashionista and hates bright colors but would he like them on someone else? His beans camo say that he hates wearing bright colors bc they are too “loud” for him but would it be a different story for seeing them on Mc? How embarrassed would mc be with all those lewd thoughts running through Jade’s head? What would some of those thoughts be?

Can i be 💕🎀 anon plz?

See I wanna argue against the fashionista thing cause have you seen his Camp Vargas outfit? The leggings? Under the shorts???? Man's really pick that out himself???? That was certainly a decision…

Maybe let's assume he's better at dressing other's up than himself. I think that if the PTM future, Jade enjoys going out with Yuu to pick out cute outfits. If you couldn't tell from the fantasies he has in the fic, he loooooves the idea of dressing Yuu up in suggestive outfits and lingere. I think he'd get a kick out of shopping with them to pick out outfits.

He likes delicate, lacy items. Ones that he has to be careful with lest he tears them up in the excitement that comes with seeing the love of his life all dressed up for him. But he's conflicted.

On one hand, he loves being surprised by the outfits you come up with for him. It doesn't matter how flustered you get seeing his pleased expression or hearing his thoughts go a mile a minute praising you, he loves it. But there's something delicious about being out in public and doing the same thing in the dressing room of the store. You can't tell him off like at home, otherwise everyone else will look at you like you're crazy. But you swear, Jade is intentionally thinking about grabbing you, facing you in front of the mirror, and just taking you right there and then.

What's worse, you're actually considering it too…

[robotpussy]

got to the cemetery park way too late with my butch so it was dark for most of the time we walked around (it was scary but we held each other the entire time and screamed at the sound of leaves rustling)

[bebemoon]