#anon ask 💜

[misspearly1]

Oh Joel Miller's smut majesty, could you please comment how our dearest DILF would react if reader got to wear thigh highs socks?

Why yes of course, my lovely. I most certainly can comment on this idea of yours 😏.

Okay, so I think that Joel would take a double look when he sees you wearing them for the first time. It's something new for him and maybes he's a little confused as to how/why thigh socks can be so sexy. They're just socks, but now that he knows how sexy they look on you, he wants to see you wearing them almost all the time.

Andddd, of course I thought of a little scenario when I first read this ask from you and had to type it up. I'm a hoe for Joel - always, so I couldn't help myself Nonnie. I just needed to see this little scene in my head in writing hehehe.😏 I hope you enjoy!

Pairing: Joel Miller x F!Reader

Warnings: 18+ Content. Minors DNI. Joel's POV. Reader being a subtle tease. Surprise boner? (Joel being a little embarrassed about his boner) Dirty talk. Mentions of Sex and Self-pleasure. Hints of Joel being Rough. Fade to black sex.

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The soft thumping sounds of your feet walking across the laminated flooring first caught Joel's attention and when he tore his eyes away from the book he was reading in the lounge, the piece of clothing you decided to wear this chilly November evening was the second thing that caught his attention - all of his attention.

The man even took a double look and blinked his eyes twice to see if he was seeing things clearly because he's never seen you wear thigh high socks before. It's foreign to him, something new, but is he complaining about it? Yeah, actually. He does have a little complaint about them.

"What are you wearing?" He calls out and holds the groan stuck in the back of his throat. Abandoning his book and now using his free hands to hold them over his crotch instead, the only reason Joel has a little complaint about this new piece of clothing of yours is because he has never felt a physical reaction so quick before. They're just socks...but goddamn do they look so good on you and it's stirring something fierce between his legs.

"Thigh high socks," You reply blanky over your shoulder while fixing yourself a hot cocoa. "It's getting colder every day and sometimes I just don't want to wear pants. You know how it is-" You move towards the cupboard, reaching for his owl mug. "-Want me to make you a hot cocoa too, babe?" You ask.

"Yea-no, no," He stutters, choking on that groan in his throat. "I already have some tea here, darlin'. Thanks." He follows your movements like a hawk, tilting his head to the side and drinking in the image of your legs. The socks are white, just plain and simple, paired with one of his grey sweaters. It's big on you, but unless you stand straight and don't move around too much, it keeps everything above your thighs concealed. For example, the white panties you are wearing underneath that he's almost certain are thongs because there's just so much ass showing when you lean over the counter slightly to reach for the sugar.

When you stand up and straighten your back again, his sweater drops down and hides what he's staring at so fucking hard, which is giving him a raging boner. But there's no escape because now he's back to staring at your thighs in those socks again, back to sweating bullets over his own dirty minded thoughts of grabbing handfuls of the exposed meaty flesh for leverage as he pulls you onto his cock. Jesus. Joel hasn't felt this desperate since you wore that little two-piece lingerie for him last summer, but that's different. Lingerie is supposed to be sexy, but socks aren't... right?

"Are you playing with me, girl?" Joel finally asks. He couldn't take it anymore, especially not after you leaned over the counter again, this time making no effort at all to keep anything concealed from his hungry eyes as the sweater rode up your ass and your purposely arched your back. You did. He knows you did it purposely and it's driving him crazy too. Makes him feral.

"No." You turn abruptly, insulted by his tone of voice. "What's the matter with you right now?" You ask with furrowed brows, and he swears there was a little tug on the corner of your lips, as if you were fighting the urge to smirk, but he couldn't tell for sure. Not this far away.

So instead, the man just narrows his eyes and plays it cool - for now. "N-nothing... You comin' to join me?" He asks, to which you nod and exit the kitchen with your hot cocoa in hand. Joel turns to face to TV now and suddenly becomes aware of the large tent in his sweatpants. He keeps one of his hands held over his crotch, hiding his embarrassment for being turned on by so little exposure from you. He usually has a lot more composure than this, usually has the ability to control himself better, but those thigh high socks of yours are something new to him: something he wants you to wear while he fucks you until he's breathless.

Walking by him and setting down your cup onto the table, the amount of steam flowing out from the beverage makes his face contort with worry. "Babe, that's way too hot-" He looks at you now, shaking his head, "-When do you plan to drink it? Tomorrow?"

"Hm. I like it when you're sarcastic." You mumble, nostrils flaring as you stifle a giggle. "But to answer your question, no, I don't plan to drink it tomorrow." You move to take a seat and catch him off guard when straddling his lap instead of sitting beside him. The man huffs out a heavy wanton breath, laden with arousal and sexual frustration as you remove his hand away from his crotch and replace it with your burning heat. "Until my cocoa cools down, handsome-" You look up into his hungry brown eyes, hazed with passion and lust. "-We can have some fun."

"I knew it." Joel growls, his eyes dragging up and down your body as he reaches out to slip his hands up your legs and grip your thighs. "I knew you were playing with me, girl. Barely covering yourself up, wearin' these socks and my sweater with that pretty little white thong-"

"And bending over the counter for you to see my ass," You cut him off and finish his sentence confidently with a cockiness to your tone of voice. "Yeah. I did all that Joel, and then some." You dangle the bait, hoping he'll take it - which he did.

"And then some?" He tilts his head mockingly while pulling you over his bulge to ease some of the ache in his cock. "Enlighten me, darlin'. What do you mean by that?" He asks, to which you have great pleasure answering for him by lifting the sweater to show the mess you left in your panties. The soaking wet mess. "This is what I mean-" You pout jokingly with big doe eyes. "-You were reading your book and I was horny, so I just took care of myself upstairs, only..."

"Only it wasn't enough." The man answers for you this time, taking the words right out of your mouth as he was absolutely correct. It wasn't enough; it never is when you pleasure yourself. Sure, it helps ease some of the frustration, but most of the time it just leaves you a whining mess for more. So, the thigh high socks and the subtle teasing was your plan to get what you want, and it worked magnificently.

"Those hands aren't as big as mine, huh?" Joel asks rhetorically while rubbing circles with the pad of his thumb over your thighs. "I'd usually ask what you want, but not tonight, doll." He removes one hand from your thigh and slips it inside his sweatpants instead, freeing himself eagerly. His cock springs back and slaps his lower stomach, beads of pre-cum already leaking out of the angry red tip before he swipes it up with his finger and brings it to your lips. "Open." He says coldly, not asking, but ordering you to.

You open your mouth and take his finger inside, humming contently at the salty taste of his desire on your tongue while maintaining his direct line of sight, as if wordlessly testing his patience with only a simple look in your eyes. "So," You whisper seductively as he pulls his finger away from your lips, "How is tonight different, Joel? Enlighten me, darlin'. What do you mean by that?" You throw his own words back in his face, using them beautifully to push his buttons in the very best way.

"Oh..." He chuckles deeply and drops his gaze between your legs to pull your panties to one side. "Look at you, Y/N. Acting so confident and full of yerself...Well, tonight's different because I'm gonna take what I want and make you cum so much that you'll beg for my mercy, girl."

"Joel, don't tease me with a good time-" You bite your lip, pushing one more button before rendering yourself to his every command and whimpering through his punishingly pleasurable process."-Actions speak louder than words, big boy."

You want it. You need it - need it all. Need him to fill you so much that it drips out of you for hours, leaves a lasting ache for days and a memory for you to look back on with a hankering desire to do it again. You want Joel to be rough. Want him to use your body like his own personal little fuck toy. You went out on a limb and just guessed that he might like these thigh high socks and you were right.

Only you were surprised to learn just how much he liked them as the night progressed after multiple rounds of sex, plenty of breaks in between, and your hot cocoa was cold and completely forgotten about.

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[chloesimaginationthings]

The parallel between Cassidy's agony tears and Cassie's smudged makeup kills me, kills me dead. KILLS ME DEAD /pos

I’M SO GLAD someone picked up on that detail

[mblue-art]

Blue art best art! Honestly, I love coming back to your blog specifically when I need a soft huggable sans. They're the best and also your artstyle is a balm on a bad day. Have a flower, fren 💐💜

🥺 awe,, thank youuu <(⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠´⁠꒳⁠`⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠)ﾉ⁠♡

doodles u ccino (specifically @monster-kind's latte !)

[fairytail-incorrectquotes]

I missed you faeboss! Could I get a fraxus/Thunder Legion quote for old times sake? 💜💜💜

Freed: Cana has been saying we’re a couple.

Laxus: I wish.

Freed: Huh?

Laxus: Uh— I said “that bitch”.

[personasintro]

Mimi, people keep asking and saying this and that about MH ending but 😌

I'll just put my full trust on you. It's been a long journey with MH. I bet you won't disappoint and as always will do what you want which turns all your works into a masterpiece. Best of luck Mimi✨💗

Thank you for trusting me! All I can say is that I hope everyone will enjoy this journey no matter what the ending is and I hope it’s something we can all look back at and tell ourselves “remember when we read it and this and that happened in the story?”.

I also know there could be always someone who won’t like it or whatever, but I don’t really wanna focus on it. I’m here writing my story and giving you its ending and I hope everyone can take it as it is ☺️

[kaionyx]

Haii, how opposed are you to using shock collars on disobediant puppygirls?

(Also I recently found your blog and I'm losing my mind, we need more transmasc doms. Can I be 💜?)

Opposed? If anything it’ll become a locked collar with nipple clamps chained to it so each time they jump they’ll feel that tug against their sensitive buds as an extra reminder to behave. Maybe once they’re sore enough my rules will finally stick in their dumb mutt brain, not that they would really have a choice.

[crystallizsch]

anon that said they wanted to kiss jamil on the lips here . I FEEL BAITED :(

AAAH SORRY okay one kiss :D (and i’m kinda in a writing mood so uh)

if you wanna kiss mr jamil viper, don’t worry. i’d like to think he would just ask you straight-up so you don't have to do anything. one day, both of you would just be taking a stroll just chatting. but he had something else on his mind. you two had never actually kissed before. and he wanted to try it out. it was a weird thought. and he tried to ignore it. but the more he did, the more it kept him awake at night. so he finally decided that he wanted to give it a shot. there was no point adding unnecessary stress thinking about it. you two were close enough, right? he’d assess the mood first to make sure. it was the usual banter so that was good. and then he'd finally bring up the courage to finally ask you. "Hey, Prefect... Would you mind if we kissed?" you laugh because you were taken aback. before jamil could take your reaction in a wrong way, you agree with a sweet smile. good job, that laugh and that smile ruined the composure he had built up earlier. it's not showing on his face, but his flushed cheeks say otherwise. regardless, jamil cups your cheeks in his hands once he was given permission. you gaze at each other. you see that there was a softness in his eyes. at the back of your mind you thought of his signature spell that he could have easily used on you. the fact that he hasn't speaks volumes about his feelings towards you. you both slowly lean in towards one another and your lips met in a soft and tender kiss. it was quick and brief but it felt like forever. as you both pulled apart, you rested your foreheads against one another in a state of bliss. you two could get used to this.

happy valentines :3 anyways, i had an alternate vision before this with my yuu (imagine he's saying a shitty pick-up line)

this was their first attempt. they're such cringefail losers.

(part one right here)

[hmshermitcraft]

Ariana Griande is in fact, not Grian's drag persona. Well, she is, but she wasn't originally. Ariana was Grian's twin sister. No one knew she existed, not even her other siblings.

She died around the time Grian joined Hermitcraft. With him just moving to a new server and becoming a watcher, he never really had the time to deal with his grief. And so Grian became Griande, in Ariana's honour.

Which is why he was so surprised to see her, just sitting in the permit office. With Mumbo no less!

So Ariana and Grian became separate people again. They still love to mess with their boyfriends though, that will never change.

Grian still pretends to be Ariana just to see the look on Mumbo's face when he realises he's just said something incredibly suggestive to Grian thinking it was Ariana, and Ariana pretends she's him dressed as her so she can mess with Scar. Grian talks to him, leaves, Ariana comes back a few minutes later, and she has absolutely no idea what they were just talking about which annoys Scar. Grian doesn't know this is happening until Scar mentions it.

(is 💜 anon taken? If not I'd like to be 💜 anon)

Grian guesses it's fair, after how much he's dressed up as Griande to mess with Mumbo! Doesn't mean he's going to let it go easily, though.

Mumbo and Scar are considering what they can do to get them both back. And if they should be getting anniversary gifts alongside 'my partners sibling' gifts.

[frownyalfred]

I noticed the ask you got about Jason, Dick, and the passing on of the Robin mantle, and how you said you imagine the nicer version is how things went down in your fics. That made me think about borderline and how close Dick and Jason end up in it, and THAT made me think about how to me Jason feels like the kind of person where if you have his love and loyalty and can keep it, you have it forever.

All this rambling is to say that I headcanon that Dick being kind to Jason back then is why Jason cares so much about Dick in borderline, besides all of the usual family and mind bond stuff. Dick is such a good big brother that all his little brothers are ride or die for him, haha

Yes!! Thank you so much for bringing this up! I get so many questions and comments about Dick and Jason’s relationship in borderline — and tbh it was one of my favorites to write.

So much of their initial instinct to band together and support Bruce and the bond is predicated upon them being good with each other deep down where it counts, you know?

They might bicker and there might be friction externally but the bond revealed all; they care about each other, and as the first two Robins who had to have the first exchange of that title, their relationship is markedly different than the ones they have with the others.

Dick and Jason were able to be in lockstep with each other nearly instantly while Bruce and the others were still reeling from the bond. Jason’s friction with the family as Red Hood fell away almost instantly, save for some minor conflicts with Tim later.

Dick’s need to be the protector and older sibling was still present, but with Jason there at his side he wasn’t alone any more. Together, they could support Bruce as the center and try and save the bond itself.

This closeness, in my opinion, will be Dick’s saving grace in his new condition. Jason will be his lifeline. And they wouldn’t have had that in a world where bitterness over the transfer of the Robin title still existed between them. Or it would, at the very least, be much harder to find that closeness without time and bond-related revelations.

[sweet-lover-girl]

abby’s the gf who would massage lotion into your pretty skin after you two got out of the shower🤭

She is—

You two would be getting out of the shower, she would dry you off gently and rub lotion into your skin, taking her sweet time with it too. Getting every little spot, and just pretty much giving you a massage. Digging her thumbs into the knots on your shoulders and running her hands down your arms and legs slowly—hell even putting lotion on your tummy.

You would sway in place as she places a kiss on your forehead, this always made you sleepy, her rubbing lotion onto your skin. She was so gentle despite her larger build and strength, her warm callused hands rubbing gentle circles on your hips as she watches your eyelids flutter shut. She just smiles at you, her beautiful sleepy girl, finally clean after a long day.

She would lead you to the bed and tuck you in first before getting in on her side of the bed and cuddling up against you, her front pressed to your back. One of her arms under your head like a pillow and the other was wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer to her. Kissing the back of your head and inhaling your coconut shampoo and her pine soap filling her lungs as she whispers,”I love you baby, sweet dreams.”

Yeah this is a nightly ritual for the both of you.

Also, I’m so sorry I just now got to this… T.T

[misspearly1]

Oh my god this isnt a request or anything and im so sorry this is in YouTube short format of all thins but this i NEEDED to share this with u my mind is blank i cannot think https://youtube.com/shorts/wvl5a0_RBM4?feature=share

Holy. Fucking. Shitballs. The number of times I have watched this edit is unbelievable. 😭 The clothes on this man fit so well. The white t-shirt. The suit? THE TIE????? They just define his sexy-ass features even more. 🤤

DUDE! I'M HAVING A BREAKDOWN HERE! No cap. All I am thinking about rn is holding onto those shoulder straps for dear life while he just goes to town... If you know what I mean. 😏

However, as much as I like the look of Joel dressed in this attire, I gotta say that I just really find it sexy watching him sweep through that room like he did with the gun in his hand. I mean... wow.

Joel is just an absolutely unit of a man. And, you know what? Just seeing him with a weapon in hand is hot af. We have many images of him with a weapon and he looks so fucking fine! I grabbed a couple pics of Pinterest that I wanted to share with you Nonnie. (If you haven't already seen them before). The second pic is my personal favourite. 😊

Thank you so much for sending this into my blog, darling. I've withdrawn myself from Tumblr these last few days and I've been feeling really exhausted from work too, but I shall sleep soundly tonight thinking about Joel from this edit. 😉

[chloesimaginationthings]

WAKE UP,

HAIKU BOT JUST REBLOGGED ONE OF YOUR COMICS

BLESSED BY HAIKU BOT ONCE AGAIN

(here’s the post)

[mblue-art]

late halloweeen dooodleee

[purplebehittindifferent]

Ever wonder what would happen if your toaster randomly started making out with your microwave? Love your art btw.

Well that’s one way to get my attention

[devildom-moss]

Could you write some headcannons of how the brothers would react to MC having absolutely none of their sin in them? I've seen headcannons of if MC being full of their sin, but not the latter.

So i was hoping if you could write something about that, thank you.

Sincerely, 💜

Thank you for the request~ This was kind of fun to think about and I hope you'll enjoy the headcanons. And I'm going to refer to you as "💜anon" in the tags, okay?

MC without the brother’s sins (the reactions are only them reacting to your lack of their personal sin)

(suggestive for Asmo)

Lucifer

It didn’t take long for Lucifer to notice your lack of his sin. The more he took a liking to you, the more desperate he became to crush your humility. It’s frustrating for him. He can’t bring himself to understand why you don’t feel the same pride in yourself that he feels for you. The most painful moment for him was when you failed to brag to Solomon about forming a pact with him; no one had ever made a pact with Lucifer – let alone with all seven of the brothers. He was so proud of you, and it was such an accomplishment, but you deflected the compliments, claiming that you had the help of the other brothers along the way.

“I couldn’t have formed a pact with you without the help of your brothers,” you had admitted to Lucifer once. It broke his heart.

Why can’t you understand that so many of the good things that have happened to him (and the Devildom as a whole) are all because of you? Haven’t you earned a bit of pride? Sometimes, although he hides it well, your lack of his sin makes Lucifer feel guilty. If you of all people can’t be prideful, what right does he have?

Mammon

Your lack of greed confounds Mammon. What isn’t to love about gold and luxury goods? There are so many material things to desire – how could you not want it all?

It took Mammon a while to realize that you had so little of his sin in you. He’s used to his brothers not taking an interest in his money making schemes, but you’re on a different level. You never actively seek out more money or power than you need. Even though he doesn’t understand how or why you’re like that, he accepts it without judgment. The only time it bothers him is when he gets the urge to spoil you with gifts that you don’t need or particularly desire. It’s part of how he shows love, and the fact that you can’t appreciate him sharing his wealth as much you might if you contained just a bit of greed can be hard for him, but as long as he can find some way to express his affection without having to actually say it, it doesn’t matter too much.

Leviathan

Your lack of envy compounds Leviathan’s envy. How could you be so content with yourself? He understands it in a way; you’re so amazing to him. As much as he admires you and doesn’t want you to feel jealousy as deeply as he does, he also wants what you have, and the fact that he can’t get rid of his sin breaks him. It feels so unfair. On occasion, Levi wishes he could bring out your envy somehow – which only makes him feel guilty.

Being around an MC without envy can send Levi into a spiral. You can make him so insecure and guilty that he gets down on himself even more. At the same time, your lack of sin also makes him want you more – as if your lack of jealousy could ease his. After all, if someone like you, who is so good and content, can enjoy being around him, maybe he isn’t so bad. Maybe if he can keep you by his side, he’ll have one less thing to covet.

Satan

Satan feels hurt and misunderstood by your lack of his sin. Even when you feel anger, it doesn’t shift into wrath. How could you be so forgiving? Don’t you ever feel the need for vengeance? The rage that rests in Satan, just waiting to erupt and harm whoever gets in his path, starts to feel irrational and invalid – as if Satan has no right to his innate sin. He didn’t used to feel ashamed of his outburst or acts of vengeance before you. Regardless of how much wrath you have, Satan wants to do better and control his wrath for you, but an MC completely void of his sin furthers that desire.

On the other hand, Satan worries that your lack of wrath might mean that someone can hurt you and get away with it. As such, he quietly dedicates himself to having enough wrath for the both of you. If anyone harms you, he’ll take it into his own hands. He may not want to unleash his wrath around you, but he’s pleased to unleash it for you.

Asmodeus

It hurt Asmo when he realized you weren’t expressing any lust towards him; he took it personally, but when he realized you didn’t feel lust for anyone else, it made him feel better. He still wants to be close to you, and on occasion, he’ll try to seduce you just to see whether you still don’t feel any lust towards him. If you ask him to stop, he will, though. He doesn’t feel any resentment towards you, and he doesn’t feel particularly bad about himself over your lack of his sin. He understands that you’re just different.

The one thing that he does feel guilty about is how much he fantasizes about corrupting you. Even though he understands that will probably never happen, he keeps that wicked thought deep in his chest and just tries to show you love in the ways you accept from him. As much as he tries to control himself, he occasionally touches himself to the thought of you, moaning your name some nights. He would be mortified if you found out – horrified that you would cease to love him if you knew.

Beelzebub

Beel’s gluttony primarily manifests through his obsession with and adoration for food. It’s so central to him, so it makes him sad that you don’t enjoy food the same way he does. He wants to share food with you and allow you to overindulge with him, but the fact that you never indulge in excess disappoints him. However, he’s used to his unsatisfiable hunger being misunderstood by everyone – including his family. Beel isn’t hurt by your inability to be a glutton with him. He still offers you food, hoping deep down that he can tempt you into overindulgence in the way most familiar to him. Sometimes, especially when he has had a rough day, refusing food from him causes the smallest pout to find his lips.

After food, the only other vice Beel would prioritize to a point of gluttony is his love for you. You make him feel so good – better than a good meal on an empty stomach – and when he craves you, he wants to take and take and take. The thought that you may not crave him and need him as deeply as he wants you can hurt him. He knows that part of the depth of his desire is a symptom of his sin, but he can’t understand how something as beautiful as loving you in excess could be sinful.

Belphegor

Belphie worries about you, wondering if your lack of sloth also means you don’t rest when you should. A healthy relationship with rest is difficult for him to fathom – and who could blame him when his siblings aren’t the best at maintaining a good sleep schedule (they’re all guilty of staying up too late, waking up in the middle of the night, or not resting when they’re tired). Furthermore, he doesn’t understand how you could consistently find motivation and stave off the melancholy that plagues him. However, he takes joy in trying to tempt you to indulge in his sin a bit – to just do nothing and have no desire to do anything and just lay in bed, lazing around with him.

More than anything, though, he’s really happy you don’t have much – if any – of his sin in you. The constant exhaustion and the occasional deep pits of immobilizing emptiness are things he would rather you never experience. He’s especially fond of the moments where your lack of sloth means he can fall asleep in your arms or on your lap while you work or read – the moments where you enable him to rest well. He’s also overjoyed when your ability to get up in the morning means you’re the one waking him up for school or whatever plans he has that day. Seeing your face as soon as his eyes open from a good night’s sleep is worth so much more than you two understanding his sin in the same way.

[crystallizsch]

Yuusha = Jamil's Charging Station

(help 😭)