#anyway hiii look at my babs

[tacticalhimbo]

—OCS as OBSCURE ASSOCIATIONS

tagged by @rolangf to fill this fun ass meme out <3

brain hurt so if you see this i’m automatically tagging you to do this for your blorbos ♡

since i was tagged twice.. i think? i lost count-- i'll just cramp two characters into this post. they're also both work in progress god of war ocs, but we don't talk about that <3

CHARACTER: Equinox; Sun Witch / Devotee of Freyr

ANIMAL: Barn Owl

COLORS: Gold, Green, Orange

MONTH: August

SONGS: City of Ashes // Jhariah | Dancing Queen // ABBA

NUMBER: 444 (Protection; Yes I'm assigning them angel numbers)

PLANTS: Starblush (GOW-canon plant), Osteospermum (irl-equivalent), Sunflowers

SMELLS: Warm Spices (Vanilla, Myrrh, Anise), Touches of Vetiver and Sandalwood

GEMSTONE: Amber, Carnelian, Jasper

TIME OF DAY: High Noon

SEASON: Peak Summer

PLACES: Vanaheim Forrests, Field of Flowers during High Noon, Edges of Cliffs as the Sun Settles

FOOD: Kale and White Bean Stew, Fresh Baked Bread, Oven-Braised Veal

DRINKS: Pink Grapefruit Punch, Fresh Orange Juice

ELEMENT: Light / Fire

ASTROLOGICAL SIGNS: Leo babeyyy

SEASONINGS: Star Anise, Allspice, and Cubeb

SKY: High Noon and Golden Hour

WEATHER: Clear Skies

MAGICAL POWER: Aethimancy (Aether Magic / Pure Elemental Magic), Solar Magic, Soul Guidance / Empathetic Casting

WEAPONS: None; If I had to choose… Some sort of spear. Something like Draupnir, but less… important? Notable.

SOCIAL MEDIA: Instagram. I just know his ass is making boomerang-style stories and posting OOTDs and has his feed all curated and pretty with divider posts and all (and that format is plant photo, selfie, matching plant photo; he coordinates the plants to his outfit)

MAKEUP PRODUCT: Highlighter

CANDY: Honey-Flavored Hard Candy (Made with organic honey, ofc)

METHOD OF LONG DISTANCE TRAVEL: Flight

ART STYLE: Fauvism, Rococo

FEAR: Isolation, Disappointment

MYTHOLOGICAL CREATURE: Centaur (different mythos, but the Norse equivalent ain't quite right. But I can so see him being a horse-type)

PIECE OF STATIONARY: Ribbon / Twine (Do they count? I'm saying they do)

THREE EMOJIS: ✨ ☀️ 🌻

CELESTIAL BODY: The Sun, of course

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CHARACTER: Hrebjorg the Kind; Seeress / Prophetic Witch / Devotee of Freya

ANIMAL: Alexandria's Birdwing Butterfly

COLORS: Green, Turquoise, Gold

MONTH: June

SONGS: The Painted Bird // Billy Vicente | Poet, Soldier, King // The Oh Hellos

NUMBER: 222 (Alignment)

PLANTS: Soulblossom (GOW-canon plant), Cuckoo Flower, Lotus

SMELLS: Floral Scents (Orange Blossoms, Jasmine), with touches of Warmer Spices (Vanilla, Myrrh)

GEMSTONE: Amazonite, Emerald, Moss Agate

TIME OF DAY: Daybreak / First Light

SEASON: Late Spring / Early Summer

PLACES: Vanaheim Forests, On the Edges of the Denser Jungle, Tucked away under the shade of a large, weeping tree as the sun rises overhead

FOOD: Strawberry Pancakes, Peach Salad, Mushroom Risotto

DRINKS: Mint Lemonade, Raspberry Juice

ELEMENT: Earth / Time

ASTROLOGICAL SIGNS: Capricorn

SEASONINGS: Basil, Cloves, Cinnamon

SKY: Clear Skies

WEATHER: Sun Shower (Raining while Sunny), or those moments after an intense storm where the sun begins to shine through the clouds and illuminate the very wet, very green grass

MAGICAL POWER: Organic Plant Magic, Animancy, Prophetic Divination

WEAPONS: Bow and Arrow

SOCIAL MEDIA: Pinterest, but also? Twitch. She's the type to do longer 'Just Chatting' streams that's just her going about her daily chores and such because it's a social activity (and she'd love helping younger seeress...es…? Find safe ways to practice)

MAKEUP PRODUCT: Lip Stain

CANDY: Sugared Berries

METHOD OF LONG DISTANCE TRAVEL: Walking

ART STYLE: Art Deco, Art Nouveau

FEAR: Imperfection, Failure, Ridicule

MYTHOLOGICAL CREATURE: Skogvættir / Huldufólk (Hidden people, with a particular emphasis on the Skogvættir demanding respect for the forest)

PIECE OF STATIONARY: Handmade Paper (eg., Plantable Seed Paper)

THREE EMOJIS: 🌿 🌈 ⌛

CELESTIAL BODY: Crab Nebula <3

[linos-luna]

hiii ! ok so,, idk if someone has requested this already but yandere!hyunjin who has a dollification kink (hj giving, reader receiving) + size kink ><

This is a first actually ! 💕

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Ribbons ❣️🔪

Yandere!Hyunjin x Fem!Reader

Warnings: size kink, dollification kink, smut, fingering, unprotected sex, dub con ?, yandere, obsessive behavior, implied drugging

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You laid there on the bed, drugged out. How long has it been? You were a bit disoriented but still conscious and semi alert, but you couldn’t move your limbs.

Hyunjin must’ve put something in your food. He’s always been a bit possessive but lately it’s been turning into an obsession. Especially after you moved in… which wasn’t really a choice for you. You love him still but why? He’s insane.

Hyunjin came in with a big smile and loomed over you. “Oh I’m so glad you’re awake!”

“I’ve… been awake…” you reply weakly. “W-what…??”

“You’re so pretty.” He said, practically ignoring you as he rubbed your cheek. “I put some pretty ribbons in your hair.”

You didn’t even realize your hair was in braids with pink ribbons intertwined.

Looking down at the rest of your body, you realized that you weren’t wearing the t-shirt and jeans that were on earlier. Instead it was replaced with a lacy pink dress. Underneath there were also silky pink panties that you’ve worn before. You noticed because the dress was lifted with your underwear on full display. Your right thigh also had a matching ribbon tied there like a garter. Would’ve been cute if it wasn’t for the circumstance.

“Hyunjin… when…?”

“I think you look great in pink, babydoll.” He interrupted while feeling down your neck. He then grabbed your wrist and kissed your limp hand. “So so pretty…”

He bent down to kiss you but you turned your head away.

“Doll?”

You only glare at him, making him pout.

“Fine then…” his tone shifted and he grabbed your jaw, forcing you to kiss him. “Just thought dress you up before I stuff your little pussy anyways.”

“Wh-what…?”

Without warning he pulled down your panties and started rubbing your clit, nearly making you cry out.

“Feels good, right baby?”

“J-jinnie…” you moan out, lightly bucking your hips.

Hyunjin smirks and inserts his two fingers, the tight fit had your eyes getting teary and you whined at the feeling.

“You’re just my pretty doll.” Hyunjin kissed your neck as he slowly moved his fingers. “You’re finally getting wet… are you gonna let me love you? You seem to love it, babydoll.”

You had to admit that you were feeling pleasure. You didn’t even realize that you were smiling. It must be the drugs right? You couldn’t help it. Did you want him? You didn’t even know anymore.

Your back arched and eyes roll back as he hits the sweet spot.

“You love this, huh?” Hyunjin teased, getting close to your ear. “Does my pretty little doll love this?”

“Mmm…” all you could say.

“You want more, right princess?”

“Mm… m-mmo…” the pleasure was taking over, your mind clouded. You wanted him. You wanted Hyunjin.

“M-more…”

“What was that baby?” He teased.

“Want more…” you moaned while bucking your hips. “Want… jinnie… jinnie….”

Hyunjin smirked and pulled out his fingers to take off his pants.

“You want my cock?” He asks while teasing your cunt with the tip.

“Yes jinnie!” You gasped at the feeling, bucking your hips for the slightest touch. “Want Jinnie’s cock~”

Hyunjin grunted as he entered you. Tight fit. He loved it.

You were stuffed; he wasn’t even moving and you were close to coming. Already fucked out. You couldn’t move your limbs and you were barely able to grip the sheets with your fingers.

“You like being stuffed with my cock, right babydoll?”

“Yes jinnie…” you gasped as he started moving. It started with shallow thrusts as he was trying to get used to your size.

“Your cute tiny cunt can’t handle me huh? Tight but I’ll make it fit.” Hyunjin grabbed your hand and put it to your stomach, making you feel as he thrusted harder.

“You feel that baby?” He panted. “You feel that?”

You only whined as he bent over to make out with you. It was rough and slobbery.

You moaned as you felt his hips stuttering and he eventually came.

Hyunjin panted as he continued leaving wet kisses along your neck. He reached down to rub your clit and you came soon after.

He pulled out and moved your hand to hold his sensitive cock.

“Go ahead..”

You could barely wrap your fingers around it but Hyunjin moved your hand a few times. Whimpering at the feeling. He loved it.

“You dumb doll … always wanted me…” he panted. “Can’t resist me…”

[steelycunt]

First- hope you’re feeling okay and get well soon! Would literally want to read any of those mini fic prompts from you so if this doesn’t speak to you I’d say dealers choice from the list but what about “things you said when I was in pain”

hiii thank you babs! am testing negative now and my isolation ends today! woo! here's this to celebrate!

23. make your own: things you said when i was in pain.

cw with this one: injury, blood, vomiting.

Remus comes to, finally, and immediately understands—before opening his eyes, before picking apart the tangled clump of voices around him—that something is distinctly, severely, not right. His breath rattles, drags, torn on some sharp edge jutting from his ribcage (and breathing’s just not supposed to feel like that, usually); his mouth swells with dust and blood and loose change.

Above him, someone snarls, “I know that! Do you fucking—do you fucking think I don’t know that?”

He reckons he’s cracked a few teeth: he pokes his tongue around experimentally, just there, feels an unearthed nerve, raw and tender. Imagines it pink-white, like the entrails of a fish. It’s probably redder than that, though. He tries to twitch the fingers of his right hand, but nothing happens, so he tries the fingers of his left and a single, glowing-hot thread of pain bites up his arm, discharged bullet, and it’s all he can do to turn his head to the side before he’s retching onto the grey, splintered floorboards of the Shack.

“Oh—fuck, he’s—James, he’s—I think—think he’s awake, James, I think he’s—”

“We’ll be as quick as we can, alright? We’ll—it’ll be fine, you’ve just got to keep him—”

There’s dust in his eyes, too. Remus realises this as he tries to open them, grit scratching bitterly at the corners. Blinking doesn’t much help, but he does it anyway, once and once again. Alright: he can see his own vomit, there on the floor, and he can feel someone’s fingers in his hair—yes, yes, alright, there’s fingers in his hair, and his head is resting against something warm. Someone warm. That, or he’s just awfully cold.

Maybe both.

He turns his head back. Glancing upwards, he’s met with—Sirius. Sirius, peering down at him, open-mouthed and red-rimmed eyes, dark lashes hunching under the weight of their own wetness, of his own grief. Sirius looks like he’s grieving. Remus frowns, or at least thinks about frowning: is that for me? Am I dying?

“Remus? Remus—oh, oh my god. Alright, alright,” Sirius breathes, all damp, all clogged-drain. He cracks a smile, but it doesn’t really look like a smile—more like a wound, curved upwards. Oh, Remus thinks, maybe I actually am dying, then. “Hello. Hello. Hello, you.”

Remus coughs, and replies: “hm?” He’s not confident his throat is capable of producing much more than that; he tries to stare at Sirius, but finds him sort of difficult to look at for too long. It’s like being thirteen again.

“S’it bad?” he says. It hurts his teeth. Hurts everything. His tongue feels like old chewing gum; Sirius cards his fingers through his hair again, though, which is nice. It was a stupid fucking question, anyway: Sirius is crying. Of course it’s bad. “You’re—hurt?”

“No.” Sirius’ sticky, trembling hand curls down to cup his cheek (he’s so warm). “No, I—we’re all fine, Remus, it’s only…” his voice unravels, unwinds like a film spool.

“It—it’s…you wouldn’t listen to us, Moons.” He sniffs, all snotty and loud. “It’s like we—like we weren’t there. You didn’t pay any attention to us, you were…so frightened. You were so frightened, and angry, and you just wanted to…it was so much, Moons. It was so much, and we couldn’t stop you, and then you wouldn’t get up and James—he tried to heal it, but it just—what—what happened?” Sirius demands, thumb stroking over his cheekbone, up-down, up-down. “Why didn’t it work like it usually does? What did we—why didn’t it work?”

“Sorry,” Remus mumbles. It’s all he can say. He starts attempting to sit up, cranes his neck to glimpse the slick, balled-up school robe Sirius is clutching against his stomach, but Sirius’ other hand grips his shoulder, eases him back down into his lap, no, no, come on Moons, don’t do that.

“You idiot,” Sirius mutters, chuckling weakly. “You fucking idiot. This was a stupid thing to do. I love you—I love you so much, alright? But this was a fucking—this was the stupidest thing you’ve ever done. Worst thing you’ve ever done.”

Remus musters a twisting, lopsided smile. “You’re angry.”

“Yeah. Yeah, I am. You awful prick.” Sirius leans down, presses a kiss to Remus’ forehead, pushes back the matted curls there. He’s blotchy, and shiny, and he's started to cry again. “Fucking furious,” he says. “She’s—fuck—Pomfrey’s meant to be here by now. They’ve gone to get her, I don’t know why she isn’t here yet, Moons. I don’t…I don’t know what to do.”

“S’fine,” Remus tells him. It feels like someone’s smudged his edges—he feels not quite awake, not quite factual. He feels very tired, and very cold. He feels his pulse, the impression of his pulse, there in the side of his stomach. He feels Sirius’ hands, and it really is so nice.

“Don’t—don’t worry,” he assures Sirius, gentle, because there’s simply nothing for it. Remus gets that. “I don’t think it’ll be long, now.”

[my-my-oh-dear]

Hiii <3

Just a lil about meee

If you wanna call me something, you can call me Bab! I'm a biromantic demisexual and I'm nonbinary!! Pronouns are he/they

I'm into a lot of hardcore kinks!! Like choking, hitting, rape-play, roleplay, BDSM, CNC, public sex, stuff like that!

I AM IN A RELATIONSHIP. Only my Daddy can call me feminine things like Princess, Baby Girl or such. You will be blocked if you try to call me pet names like those.

Do not message me and call me a whore, slut, bitch, or any other degrading names. Only my Daddy can use those.

I do NOT appreciate nudes. Don't send those. I am not sending mine. Do not message me with sexual intentions. If you do, I'll expose you and block you!!

I am a person! Please respect me! This blog is just for me to look at stuff that gets me in the mood. I didn't make it for anyone else!

I will NOT disclose my main account

Minors, homophobes, transphobes, racists, pedophiles, and politics are NOT welcome here.

Tag Guide

I like to tag my posts and categorise then so if people want a specific thing, they can just search for it. ***not all tags may be accurate. And yes, include the double slashes (//) I put those there so my tags won't get mixed up with other people's tags.***

bab wants//: posts that I specifically want for myself and my sex life. If you wanna find out about things I like a lot, just check this tag

bab's thoughts: posts that I make (such as this post)

text post//: all text posts

image post//: all image posts

support//: posts on things I support

Important//: things I deem important for people to see/know

ask post//: posts with asks you can send me

anime//: all art and animation posts. Not all are technically anime but it's easier to keep them all under one tag.

boobs//: I see a titty, it gets this tag

pussy//: I see a kitty, it gets this tag

butt//: I see a fine ass, it gets this tag

grinding//: this tag includes posts of people grinding on things, riding their partners, etc...

rough//: stuff I deemed exceedingly rough. Might not be accurate for some posts

soft//: stuff I deemed soft. I need to get more posts in this tag

rape//: all posts that seem to involve rape play

ddlg//: this tag probably isn't very accurate. I tagged most posts as this because they had the fashion of ddlg

outdoors//: all outdoor sex scenes

many men//: I see more than one person in the post

sex//: just general sex

sucking//: this includes sucking on cocks, titties, pussies, what have you

licking//: same deal as above

underwear//: my favourite tag. I fucking love looking at myself in my underwear and I like seeing other small figures in underwear

bondage//: posts that feature bondage

(?): I wasn't sure if the tag fix this post but out it anyways

cum//: I see cum, I tag it

tentacle//: I'm a slut for tentacles

monster//: just general monsterfucker dealio

demon//: more obscure monsters I guess

spanking//: spank spank spank motherfuckers

not spicy//: not sexual

Okay those are all the tags I can remember off the top of my head, this will probably be updated as time goes by. Also as you look through you'll probably see me talking in tags lol. Just me having fun

(Also I will be putting all these tags in this post so you don't have to search them up)

Edit: I reached the damn tag limit