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[kithtaehyung]

3tan slice:

yoongi watching reader get ready 🍊

stopppp i love this :((( this is for the 3tan yoongi and irl yoongi missers (at least, one of the things i have planned<;333)

"How about this one?"

Oh, you're back already. Adjusting his arm, Yoongi lifts his head to check his phone screen, wondering if you're gonna pass up this next dress too despite him liking the hell out of it.

"Is that new?"

Your smile is truly one of his favorite things.

"Yeah! Got it when I went shopping with Yuri. Well. She made me get it."

When you pout, do you know how it affects him?

Yoongi just huffs through his nose, settling into the crook of his elbow and letting the warmth of afternoon coat his shoulder. Casting a quick look out his blinds, he wishes you were here instead, coming in and out of another closet that comes to mind.

"Is it bad? Damn."

"Huh?" Shit, he never answered out loud. "Nah, that's the one."

"Oh, okay. You didn't say anything."

Still his problem. A million thoughts, with nowhere to go. "Sorry, doll. Just thinking."

You're in the middle of undressing offscreen, which is yet another thing he finds incredibly endearing. He can only see one of your elbows peek into the frame as you question,

"Work again?"

"You," he corrects, full of sleepiness and void of hesitation.

"Oh."

Eyes fully shut, Yoongi doesn't lift them again until you fetch for another opinion. Which is longer than he expects because you go fully silent for a bit.

"Okay, how's this?"

His eyes flicker open seconds before his heart skips.

Fuck.

He hasn't felt his chest beat like that in a minute.

Are words coming out this time? Or is his tongue as uncooperative as his brain? Why can't he say the simplest shit when you're just standing in front of him? Fuck, he can't even articulate anything but he just knows you're fucking beautiful.

When the hell did you steal his voice, too?

"I'll let you sleep," you whisper, and he hates how down you sound because should never have a reason to feel that way. "Just text me when you can, yeah?"

If he can't say how he feels, Yoongi goes for the second option. And he's not letting that one fail. "Come over when you're done."

"Wait, what?"

He adjusts his head again, slanting a bit higher to admire everything about you. "After your dinner."

"You need to sleep..."

Why are you so considerate when it comes to him? What did he ever do to deserve anything you're willing to give? He's thought about these things so much that they take up most of his sleepless, tired nights. "You're gonna keep me up looking like that anyway."

"But.. what about.."

"I won't take long."

"You sure?"

"No."

God. Yoongi will never, ever get over the ways you try to hide that shyness. There's no way he can stop his grin, and when you make him swear it will be quick, he also can't stop himself from teasing yet again,

"Depends on how long you last."

"Alright, bye," you deadpan, giving him sweet rejection and hitting him where it hurts so good. But you smile once more, agreeing to come over but only for a tiny, tiny bit.

"That's all I need, doll."

"Prove it."

Oh.

He intends to.

Because you can make him speechless for now.

But when it comes to showing you how he feels?

There's no way you're shutting his ass up.

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3tanslices: mini-scenarios!

series: three tangerines

[zorlok-if]

daily full body and back specific yoga routines from YouTube have done absolute fucking wonders for my back🙂‍↕️

Thank you, random citizen!

*taking notes and starting to do this immediately*

[real-skel]

Hey, I love your art, you are so cool. What would you say is your favorite part about Charlie x Alan?

Hi!!!! Oh my gosh THANK YOUUUU!! I really appreciate it!!

I’m gonna be real honest with you right now, my favorite thing about Charlie x Allan is the fact that in my own personal headcanon I mentally write them as enemies to friends to lovers. Like yes they hate each other and oh my god it is beautiful. Let them beat each others ass, they have no idea what is to come.

[catboygoalie]

something for you to read when you're home.

i would give you every drop of cum in my body if i could today. your cunt look so tight too, so im sure id have an easy time cumming. i would push and hold your legs up to your shoulders and stuff you with my cock feraly. id make sure to put all my body weight into the last couple thrusts as I fill you to the brim with cum. id sit there and rub your little dick using any of my cum leaking out as lube. id make you push the cum out for me so i could hear the noises your cunt makes and see it all ooze out. i love that type of shit so id be hard as a rock soon after and would fuck it all back into you. you would play with those boytits for me and let me hold your stomach, right? the entire time i want you telling me to fill them up with milk and to make your belly grow. today would be the perfect day to try for it to take and that makes me want you more. after a few months everyone would know. you wouldn't be able to hide your big belly or the fact you like taking loads.

🥴

this has me feeling some kind of way... i would 100% beg you to knock me up and mean it the whole time.

everyone eventually would know that i'm a little bit of a cumslut.

[damimami1994]

3, 5, 30 (for the ask game :) )

Hi!! 😊 Thank you for sending these in! I hope you’ve been having a good day ❤️

3- how many posts have you made?

OHHH idk really. If we’re counting reblogs a TON but I don’t rarely make posts, maybe a handful? My last post I talked about Thunderbolts if you want to check it out here 💕 Maybe I should post more idk lol

5-what colour are the walls of your room

Just plain white lol but I put posters and shelves of my funkos around to make it look pretty!

30-Do you have any online friends?

I DO!! 💗 People that follow me or I follow I consider my online friends lol This might be a tad bit long because I gotta shout out a few people!

(If you haven’t yet, you have to follow these amazing peeps!)

Van! 🩷 @lostinlovingrevery

I love chatting with her all the time 🥹 (we thirst for Logan and now Daredevil too that I love lol) She is the sweetest, so funny, and I’m so honored that she wants to bounce her fic ideas with me. She’s such a fantastic writer, her brain is amazing and the WIPS she’s been posting, I’m telling you guys you are in for a TREAT!! 🩷 She is such a boss too and works so hard! Just an awesome girly✨

Lex 💕 @princessanglophile

Omg she is the best!!I love our chats and thirst we have for Pedro and Hugh 😂😏 She’s someone I go to right away when I see something new about them! Lex is a great writer too and I know she’s got stuff she wants to write that I can’t wait to read 🥰 Did I mention how proud I am of her too that she just GRADUATED from college!!! Congrats again Lex!👩🏻‍🎓🥳

Mare 💛 @themareverine

I’m SO thankful for Mare! She’s an awesome writer as well and one of the main reasons I talk to a bunch of these people I’m mentioning 🥰 I love talking with her about Logan and our other crushes lol and she’s just so lovely! 💛

Lub 💜 @lubdubology

First I will always thank her for posting that amazing Logan Origins post of him naked running to the barn🤭 I think about it all the time and it makes me laugh/smile!! Lub is a great writer and man she can write angst like there’s no tmrw!! One of my fav fics of hers is When Things Turn Green Again that I go back and reread! I can’t wait for her new fic she’s coming out with soon and ALSO she’s a great mom and is so fun to talk to! I love her posts/reactions to Hugh content!! ❤️

Leah 💙 @matronmothercrone

Leah is so great! I don’t think I ever told her but she has a way with words, she gives the best advice and when she talks about Logan/wolverine I am always like YESSS EXACTLY!! She’s the best! 💙💛

Honorable mentions because I absolutely love their pages/posts and would love to get to know them more! 🥰 @bpmiranda @saradika @tezooks @sidkneeeee @flowersforbucky @pedroscurls @wchswift @rosenclaws @thevoicefromanotherworld @loganismybodyguard @mcrdvcks

personal questions ask game

[luimagines]

In your group scenarios about the boys trying to impress reader, Legend's ends with Rwi obviously plotting something. I was always curious to know WHAT he was plotting, because something tells me it was more than just Legend getting thrown on his ass in a wrestling match.

Honestly? I didn't have anything planned. ^.^*

I just thought it would be funny to have Legend dump all this knowledge but Twilight still fully bulldoze the kid over.

All in the name of fun, of course.

I really didn't think much about what was going to happen next. But you're free to speculate. XD

I like to think Twilight picked him up and full body slammed Legend.

[usedtobeguest123]

Heeeey yes fandom's hubernating but still around!

A prompt: "fugurite". Can obviously be Pepa-related but feel free to go nuts <3

Fulgurite was a fun one! This ended up being a little more abstract than I usually go, hope you enjoy it.

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Pepa had a collection. 

At one time, she had kept them on a shelf in her room, one that magically widened over time as more space was needed (gracias, Casita). She’d always liked it. The twisted, grainy glass caught the warm light that always shone from some unidentifiable corner of her room. They were a reminder of her forgiveness, and a warning against her frequently lost tempers, and treasured evidence of a forever-friendship that somehow stood the test of time despite countless quarrels and spats and all-out-wars. Bruno would always dig them out and leave them by her door. An offering, an apology, a promise—certain to be broken but meaningful nonetheless. For Pepa, their meaning was as nuanced and multifaceted as the branching roots on each shape, and worth far more than the melted sand they were made of. 

For a time, they were relocated. For a time, she couldn’t look at them without inciting a deluge, and so a special, magical cabinet appeared that held far more complexity within than its tamed, varnished exterior let on (gracias, como siempra, Casita). [thank you, as always] It held them for a year, then two, then a decade, gathering dust, as untouched as his name. After their home fell to rubble around them, she assumed they were lost. They found the cabinet—but inside it had been empty. She supposed it was because the magic was lost, and with it everything held in all that impossibly large space within. Oh well, she’d thought, and no rain had fallen, though she imagined that perhaps it would have if things had been different. 

No importa. They were just things, sí? It was fine.  [It doesn't matter.]

She had her brother now anyway, worth far more to her than his stupid, sand-addled brain would ever realize, and maybe a fresh start was what they all needed. 

The night the magic returned, after they’d all settled into their rooms, she’d snuck a quick peek inside that cabinet, which had returned to the same space in her restored room. 

Empty. Que extrano. [How strange.]

No rain had fallen, but this time she supposed it made sense. 

Pepa was starting a new collection, anyway. A collection of memories, dusted off and polished between her siblings’ shared hands as they carefully passed them back and forth. New memories, too, fused before her very eyes as she watched her children grow closer with their strange, timid tío. A friendship of their own, long absent and worth so very much.

So Pepa had long since let go of her old collection by the time the first new fulgurite was formed. It took almost a year after the return of Casita, and it was the biggest one yet. She channeled so much into that single bolt—years of aching loss, unspoken anger, and deep, deep sadness that hadn’t been soothed by time. He’d left. He’d left. He’d promised—a silent return after every fight, a collection of unspoken forgiveness, all precious glass shattered when one day he just didn’t come back. BOOM. It struck with all the static power of years of stagnant pain.

They’d made up of course, in time. They were doing that, these days, and it had felt good to finally let it all out anyway. But imagine her surprise when he’d shown up at her door, tentative, twitching, grimacing at her in that stupid, wonderful way he did when he was asking permission and forgiveness at the same time. 

They dug it up together, his vision cave transformed into an excavation site as first the two of them, then the children, then the whole family somehow became involved in the process. It went impossibly deep—branching out like glass tree roots deep into the ground, as tall as she was when it was finally unearthed completely. She had no idea what they were going to do with it. 

The next day, it magically appeared on her wall in her room, a strange and twisted art piece that Félix just smiled at appreciatively before heading downstairs to get his morning coffee. She’d stayed a little longer, her eyes following the twists and turns of each glass root, fragile and firm, worth so much. 

“Gracias,” she whispered before following Félix down to breakfast. “Como siempre, por siempre, Casita.” [Thank you, as always, forever]

Here is the fulgurite from Joshua Tree that inspired the one in the story.

[corvusregardsarchive]

⭐

@eladead

So, I don't know how familiar you might be with Dragon Age but that never bothers me much 'cause I can always throw my characters into whatever verse. I'm fairly familiar with IWTV, big ol' fan of the old movie as well as QotD, and I've seen the first season of the new show. Never read the books, but I'm familiar with them and other works of Anne Rice. So, I think I can work in any of my Crows into an IWTV verse, but I also can throw any of them into a BG3 verse.

I'm also down for your Around The World's Finger verse for throwing Lestat into Dragon Age, though vampires don't really exist in the same way or any way at all in the canon, I've got ideas for how to make it work as I've made a verse for Astarion in Dragon Age.

As far as who I think would be fun to let Lestat torture and terrorize:

Lucanis - Especially with Spite. I have a feeling Lestat would be fascinated by a man possessed by a demon.

Illario - This man is begging to be made into a vampire is2g, and the toxicity and possessive OCD potential is so right there

Esha - Same as above, only he's more of a brat and less OCD

Viago - I really just think this could be interesting, especially with Viago being quite literally a royal bastard.

This is all just stuff right off the top of my head, I'm really up for anything and whatever, shippy or not or toxic as hell my favorite flavor

[lalizah]

I am looking 👀 What happened? What was Liz like? Though I'm guessing Bobby wasn't any better, no matter what Liz did tbh (no pressure to answer, but if you feel like it, I'd love to hear more about them!)

Hello lovely! Nice to see you here!!!

I hc Bobby trying to string Liz along by manipulating her in the classic bobby way but she saw right through it so her first move after was to go and be better buddies with all his most important "friends". She knew he hated being outshined and ignored, and Liz can really steal the show if she wants, she's charming, funny, intelligent and just a great conversationalist in general (unlike moi 😔) and she knew it bothered him but didn't stop until he apologized. Then Bobby dropped the final bomb of plagiarising her work and spreading all sorts of rumors about how Rebecca was the one to get her into college etc etc. Liz's rage knew no bounds so she threw his laptop off a roof pfft she wasn't the most mature person back then (she also hacked him for good measure, the laptop throw was just her fulfilling her daily quota of being dramatic)

They both get suspended and an investigation launches and all's going well until Rebecca shows up 🤦‍♀️ when she totally didn't need her to lmfao and that further proves Bobby's point. So even though she gets her name cleared, all her course mates and "friends" leave her and she's alone all up till graduation. Tina's actually the first real friend she makes afterwards which is why she's so much more mature and emotionally capable now haha

(Tina approves of the laptop toss and hopes to witness it this time 😁)

[btterscotch]

SABINE  &  JULIAN      12MF   from  here.

      her  knees  over  his  shoulders,  sabine  is  gripping  the  fabric  of  his  shirt.  back  against  the  wall,  head  tilted  back  —  “julian,”  is  breathed  out  in  an  attempt  to  gather  her  thoughts.  as  much  as  she  wants  to  give  in  to  this  with  him,  she's  trying  to  keep  a  level  head  here.  there's  mentions  of  an  image,  a  reputation  in  the  back  of  her  head  –  the  longer  he's  between  her  thighs,  the  more  cloudy  her  thoughts  become.  “we  really  shouldn't  be  doing  this  ..”  together?  here?  which  she  actually  means  is  unsure,  grasp  on  his  shirt  tightens.  “i  need  more.” @smokehourfm

[voodoodaaddy]

💗- Wildcard! He's going to massage Alastor's hands, one at a time with his own, and occasionally place a kiss on them while encouraging Alastor to talk about his day.

Can YOU Sweep My Muse Off Their Feet?

Once in a while there are some things in hell that can take Alastor by surprise. Though one would think he had seen it all and done it all, but this is not the case. Especially right now.

If someone were to ask him back when he was only mere flesh and blood on earth, that he will one day be sitting before the Devil while he massaged his hands so tenderly; he would have died laughing.

He doesn't know what brought this on, but he didn't stop him. Alastor quietly watched the other take his hands with the upmost care. Large claws made to kill and cut into flesh are now treated like something precious. Something worth kissing. Worth caressing.

Alastor sometimes would flex his hand, pressing it up against Lucifer's palm just to see the size difference. He liked how the king's hands fit in his own. Perfect. He understood what Lucifer wants but he can't seem to even remember what he did that day as something in his chest swells. Before he can even think about it, the stag blurts out the words he had been holding onto for so very long now.

"I love you."

@widdlestwucifer

[hime-bee]

Hey Hime! I am so sorry to ask this of you, but I just want to make sure I get this done correctly because I've been thinking about it a lot actually!

How would Leumin react if he found out his Petal was a shapeshifter? How do you think he would react if he found out they knew of all of his emotions whenever he experienced it?

How would he feel if the shapeshifter literally gave their core, literally the source of their nearly immortal life, to him, in hopes that he would know how much he means to them?

@dotchi18

(You obviously do not have to answer this if you don't want to, though thank you for taking the time to read these silly questions! (And if you want, I am a little curious about a few of the others, considering they probably don't have a near 0% chance of encountering shapeshifters like Leumin and Lucas X3))

MMM, that's a good question actually! And I have no issue answering it ^^ Thank you for sending this in! Honestly, Leu is a pretty openminded guy. If MC was a shapeshifter, he wouldn't have an issue with that. I think he'd be a bit embarrassed to learn that they can feel all of his emotions, though, because that would mean they know how obsessed and crazy-in-love he is 😭 But he'd get over it eventually, especially if they return his feelings!

As for the second part, that's outta the question for Leu- he wouldn't want his partner to give up their immortal life for him. Regardless, if that was what they wanted, then he wouldn't stop them. He'd find it to be very romantic, albeit sad. He would rather give his life for them first 😌 Oh also! Here's the link to the fanfic Dotchi wrote for Leu, if someone reading this ask hasn't read it yet!

(It's no problem, really!! 💞 As for the ML's, like Njero and Flores, they're probably already used to magical beings, so a shapeshifter S/O wouldn't be anything too out of the ordinary!)

[positivelybeastly]

🖊️🖊️🖊️

[alpineshift]

Since prompt 3 is taken could I request prompt 20 with Nico being the one who’s misunderstanding Jack?

of course! coming right up - here's some silly boys in a uni setting ✍️

20. “Why do you insist on misunderstanding me?”

For a such smart guy, Nico can be so intensely dense sometimes.

Jack tells him that, loudly and irritably, when he's finally managed to corner Nico in a study room at the university library. The scene--Nico slowly sinking against the wall, Jack positioned like he's bracing to tackle Nico should he run away--would be hilarious if Jack wasn't sick of Nico's increasingly desperate attempts to dodge him.

It's also a little hurtful to his ego, if Jack's being honest. They're buds, damn it.

"That's not very nice," Nico manages, staring wide-eyed at Jack. Jack scoffs, loudly.

"Well, maybe it's not nice for you to keep avoiding me either, 'schao. You got anything to say for yourself?"

"I'm busy," Nico says, which, yes, he is, Jack's seen his class schedule this semester, and it's a wonder Nico ever gets anything done. But Jack's also seen him blast through four midterms and two in-person presentations and morning bag skates without breaking metaphorical sweat, so.

"We live in the same house. We're bound to run into each other at some point, but we don't, because someone keeps running out. Wanna try again?"

Nico mutters something like not really, but Jack's had it. He's done his part, taken his leap of faith, spilled his guts in the most honest fashion, and all he's gotten in return is, what? Nico literally climbing out bathroom window to avoid him.

"Look, Neeks. If the answer's a no, then all you have to do is say so. All you gotta do is tell me to clear out, to leave you alone, and I will. But I can't live in this limbo, waiting for you to let me down, to see if I've ruined everything between us."

Nico is nearly gaping at him now. "What? What do you mean, let you down? What answer are you looking for?"

For crying out loud, this cannot be happening to him. Maybe Luke is right and Jack really isn't as suave as he says he is (but that's a crisis for another time.) "The answer to when I confessed to you, Nico!"

"You were drunk!" Nico protests. "You weren't being serious!"

"The fuck--I was so serious! And I wasn't drunk! Maybe a frat party wasn't the best place, but you know I don't drink once we land a spot in the tourney brackets!"

"But--you couldn't have been confessing to someone like me," Nico says, hinging on desperate. "That's not possible, you must've meant something else--"

"Why do you insist on misunderstanding me?" Jack yells, throwing his hands up. "Do I need to spell it out for you? I like you, Nico Hischier! I want to take you out! Can we please go on a date so I can hold your stupid hand and buy you dessert and kiss you at the end of the night!"

"Oh," Nico says, looking like he's about to faint. Jack lowers his hands, panting, feeling a little out of his mind. "Oh. Um. Yes?"

"Oh? Yes? Yes?"

"Uh-huh. Yes."

"To all of the above?" Jack sputters, then sputters again when Nico nods, cheeks red as a tomato. "Holy shit. You wanna go on a date with me?"

"Well, more like I want to date you," Nico admits, and Jack could yell again, but for a totally different reason. Nico likes him. Nico wants to date him back.

The door to the study room squeaks open, and they both jump when they see Nate poke his head in. "Hey, cheers to you guys, always nice to see a hot young couple get together, but could you guys keep it down? Some of us really need to pass Intro to Marketing this year."

[luimagines]

I was never good with words. But I just wanted to say that I'm deeply and forever grateful with you for your writing.

Thank you :DDD

Oh, that is adorable. I love that image. <3

I'm glad you enjoy it so much!

I hope you enjoy the things I do in the future!