#bonus!

[cinamun]

Chile.... Mercy done found Hope's hennessey stash.... follow me under the cut for a little context:

First of all.... I was finishing up some thangs I needed to finish up and I decide I wanted to check on Sean because ever since he found out that ancestor baby wasn't his, he's been living in an apartment overlooking the Arts District in San My. He's a lonely man so I figured i might catch him jerkin his yerkin. But I didn't. Instead I catch this little exchange and, as cute as it is, I have my concerns.....

[twst-chaos]

I adore Epel but he’d definitely watch Patrick Bateman edits and aspire to be a ‘Sigma’

Vil and Rook are not impressed 😔 looks like someone’s gonna get the sandal….

This is a joke btw read notes 🩷💜💚

[ladybugsimblr]

Mommy-Terror Time 💖💛💛💛

[523rdrebel]

Hey lovely! I have an ask for Isabella!

stillness: How does your OC act while still? Are they fidgety? Do they have any common gestures or tics? Does their clothing affect how they hold themselves while at rest?

Thank you love 💕

Thank you Pineapple! I’m so excited to share more about Isabella with you!

Isabella always has to be doing something, so I suspect that she fidgets with whatever is available. Typically this may be a medical tool that she’ll spin or tap or if she’s wearing jewelry, it will double as something to fidget with.

Isabella bites her lip or her cheek when she’s thinking. And anything that makes a clicking noise, she WILL be clicking it. It can be really irritating for Crosshair, but she does it without thinking so he’ll come over, pluck the offending noisemaker from her hand and replace it with something else.

This is only slightly related to this question, but I’ve had the thought that she would draw or paint on Crosshair, starting because she had a paint brush or writing utensil in her hand, was fidgety, and let the intrusive thoughts win. But continued because it helped to soothe Crosshair and he could relax enough to actually fall asleep. Yes, she does use this against him when he’s being stubborn about taking care of himself. 

She likes textures and patterns, so she will often wear clothes that are nice, comforting textures for her and she may fidget with tassels or drawstrings if she has them. She also loves when her top has a thumb hole.

And as a bonus (and apology for taking so long to answer,) here’s a Mood Board I made on Canva for Crosshair and Isabella:

(OC Art of Bells by @mythical-illustrator) (Art of Crosshair drawn by me.)

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[hongjoongscafe]

Stay with me

Bonus: 1 {serieslist}

|In the dinner|

Pairing: hamsterhybrid!hongjoong×reader

Genre: fluff, angst, smut.

Summary: she couldn't help but adopt the sweet and shy but stressed hybrid. Will he be able to open up?

Warnings: oral sex (fem receiving), unprotected sex (if you don't want JYP to sing you to sleep, you better have safe sex!), aftercare. (Lemme know if there is something else)

Word count: 2.0k+

Masterpost

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*Do NOT repost, plz*

"Have a good evening, ma'am," Hongjoong chimed when another happy customer left after buying a beautiful timepiece. 

"Ah, Hongjoongah, I think you should go now. It's already late and your shift finished an hour ago," Mr. Kim— Namjoon's father said. 

"Oky, Mr. Kim. Is there something you want me to do before I leave?" He asked with innocent eyes. 

"No, no. You worked so hard, my child. Go home and enjoy your weekend!" The nice old man smiled. 

Hongjoong thanked and bowed to the man and took his stuff from the back room and left. You gifted him a small car after he got this job two months ago. He was so natural at learning how to drive and easily got his driver's license. 

He hopped in his car and drove back home. He looked at the passenger seat where there were some gifts he bought for you. He was happy. He admired every single second of his life, especially when he was with you. 

Many people love him now. There was so much love he got. There was a time when this life was just an imagination that he never thought would come to life. He often got teared up when everyone was together. This was a perfect life. No one could value life as he did. He knows the value of a family… the value of you. It was endless. 

Hongjoong stopped outside their home. He saw your car parked, his ears perked up in excitement. He got out and took all of the stuff and took the time to lovingly look at the nameplate outside their home.

The Hammy residence~

Hongjoong & y/n~

Before he could open it, you opened the door and hugged him tightly. He wrapped his filled arms around you and sniffed your hair. He smiled and kissed your head.

"Happy first adoption anniversary, Joongie," you pulled away and kissed his lips gently.

"Thank you for having me. I wouldn't be here this happy if it weren't for you," he teared up.

"Ah, no. It's too emotional. Come on inside, I have prepared some of your favorite food," he chuckled when he saw you wiping your tears. You both knew that this first was a roller coaster of emotions and what not. It was a huge mess. You both lost some precious time. But now that he knew that you genuinely loved him, he was more than happy to be with you for the rest of his life.

Hongjoong kicked close the door and followed you to the kitchen. The lights were dimmed. He placed all of the stuff on the couch and moved to the window and saw a nice candle-lit table all set up. The fairy lights were covering the shed. Some beautiful candles were decorated on the floor.

"Did you like it?" He felt your arms wrapping around him from behind.

"It's so pretty," he whispered and turned around taking you in another tight hug. "Thank you so much." 

Hongjoong loosened the hug and looked at you. You were wearing a red satin dress that hugged your body in the right places. Your curves were coming out perfectly. "You are so beautiful… and hot," he complimented and you blushed.

"Look at yourself first, nothing can be more gorgeous and hot than you," you nudged his shoulder playfully. 

"But for me, you are the best," he giggled and moved away to pick up the gifts and give them to you.

"Hongjoong, it's your day… you didn't need to bring these," you said with a worried expression. 

"Shh, you are an equal part of this day. Because of you, this day is special. I want you to feel special just like me… I love you, y/n," he gave you the gifts. 

Your eyes teared up, sobbing you quickly pulled him in a meaningful kiss. Your lips moved in sync. The softness of the lips was making it hard to stop. 

"Fuck, Joongie. You have no clue how much you mean to me. I love you too… so fucking much. I might end up dying without you," you sobbed. 

You took your time to take in his beauty. His sharp features were screaming love. His hair was falling over his eyes. His new haircut and colour were looking so stunning on him. The half and half black and blonde tones were bringing his features more shape. He looked like an angel straight out of a fictional story. 

Snapping out of his beauty, you stepped away and shuffled through something behind the kitchen island. After taking the gifts you bought for him, you gave him.

"Here are your gifts. I thought I would give these after dinner but here you go," you smiled. "But open it afterward. Not now," you mumbled. He giggled and placed the gift away. 

"Oky," he gave you a peck. 

"Now go outside and sit down. I'll bring the food," Hongjoong did as you said. 

You brought the food and sat in the yellowish-orange light. It was all so romantic. Hongjoong held your hand throughout the dinner and pecked it many times. 

…

You both were sitting on the couch, a nice slow romantic music was being played in the background. Hongjoong was so comfortable in your arms. 

"Can I open my gifts now?" Hongjoong asked you sweetly. 

"Yes, why not?" He giggled and got up to get the gifts. He came back with a box and what looks like a board. 

Hongjoong sat down next to you and opened the box first. There was a tiny glass globe in which a human girl and a hamster hybrid were hugging each other. It was so beautiful. When Hongjoong turned on the switch, the glitters floated around, and what caught his attention the most was the song—

۵ I get defensive and insecure

My own worst critic

Behind a closing door

I'm fragile

And fractured, that's for sure

I burned myself down to the ground

Oh, can I ask of you ۵

He looked at you with a surprised look. "This is so amazing! I love it! Thank you," he hugged you. 

"There is one more," you reminded, nervousness hitting about this one. 

"I will but you open yours, please," he blinked to lure you.

"Ah, oky," you picked up the two and opened the tiny one first. It was a gold bar necklace. There was a date engraved on it along with yours and Hongjoong's initials. You gaped at it. "It's so pretty. It has your adoption date and our initials too!" You exclaimed and he giggled at your cute reaction. "Help me wear this, Joongie" he took it from you and helped you wear it. 

"There you go. One more," he clapped like a kid. 

You picked the other box. You opened it and you saw a black t-shirt with some handmade design on it. 

"Did you make this?" You looked at him with wide eyes. 

"Yes," he said shyly. 

"But when?" 

"In the break room at the shop," he gingerly shrugged. He broke into a fit of giggles when you launched yourself on him and showered him with kisses. 

"It's so pretty! I love both of the gifts a lot! Thank you, Joongie. You are so thoughtful… But now open your last one," you said. 

Hongjoong picked up the other gift and unwrapped it. A huge gasp left his mouth. You grew even more nervous. 

"You did not-" the tears slipped out of his eyes and his lips broke into a smile. "I-Its eomma and appa," he looked at the developed picture of his childhood where his father was holding him in his grasp and his mother was standing next to them. Three of them were smiling widely at the camera. "This is so precious to me… fuck. I love you so much. I'm gonna hang this in my room," he hugged you and sobbed.

"I was nervous about this," you confessed.

"It's perfect!" He said.

…

"Slow down," you giggled and stumbled back into your room. Hongjoong was attacking your neck with wet kisses. 

Your legs hit the bed and made you fall back with Hongjoong on top. He feverishly kissed your lips. His tongue asked for entrance, opening your mouth you let him lick every corner of your mouth. 

He broke the kiss and looked at you. Your hair was all over the place and your lips were swollen and were shining. His hands caressed your sides and found their way to the strap of your dress. He pulled them down and started kissing your shoulder and left a trail of Hickeys. Unzipping the dress, he removed it and was greeted by your bare breasts and red thong. 

You moaned his name when his mouth captured your nipple and sucked on it. His one hand moved south and caressed your clothed pussy and his free hand cupped your other boob and gave it a nice squeeze. 

He went down, leaving kisses on your body. He hooked his fingers in your thong and removed it. Your pussy was so wet and inviting for him. The scent of your arousal clouded his mind. His cock started aching in his pants. 

"Touch me, please," you begged. "A-ahh!" You let out a broken moan when his cold hands caressed your wet folds and circled your clit. 

His other hand quickly removed his belt and got out of his pants and underwear. Hooking his arms around your thighs, he pulled you closer to his face and licked a long strip on your pussy. 

"So sweet," he whispered, sending shivers down your spine. The tip of his finger poked your entrance. He slipped two fingers inside you. 

"M-more," you moaned. He picked up his pace and sucked harshly on your clit. The tips of his fingers teasing your G-spot. "I- I'm cu-cumming!" 

A desperate shine escaped your throat when his movement suddenly halted. "Not like this, baby. Cum on my cock. Cream me good, baby," his voice was hoarse. It made him look hotter. His hair was sticking to his forehead. The sweat-covered body looked so hot under the dim lighting. 

Hongjoong pumped his throbbing cock and aligned it with your pussy. Rubbing the tip of his cock, he eased the way inside you. 

"Fuuck!" You both moaned. 

"Fuck you feel so warm," he bent down and kissed. You moaned in his mouth when he started moving. He picked up his pace and drilled in you vigorously. His animal instincts were kicking in.

His lips traveled on your neck and found your sweet spot making you moan even louder. By this time, you were sure that the whole village knew your doings. 

His one hand fondled your boob and the other pinched your clit, making you yelp and jump in pleasure. 

"Joongie!!! I'm cumming," you screamed when the tip of his cock harshly rubbed against your sweet spot.

"Cum, baby. Let it go," he moaned, his own climax was nearing. 

Your walls clenched around his cock tightly making him grunt. You let the knot in your stomach go wild. His pace got slower and sloppier. After a couple of more thrusts, he came undone in you. 

Hongjoong carefully removed himself from above you and laid next to you and held you closer. He started pampering your face with feather-light kisses and ran his hand on your back, soothing your muscles. 

"Are you oky?" Hongjoong mumbled against your head. 

"Mhm," you smiled and cuddled closer to his chest. 

"Come on, let's take a shower and come back," he suggested. 

You both took a nice shower and helped each other lather your bodies with the soap. You stood in the shower hugging him for a while and appreciated his presence. He was one in the billions and you needed to make sure he knew that. 

After the shower, you both got under the sheets and cuddled. Hongjoong kept on kissing your still naked body. His hands were on your butt. 

"I'm sleepy," you whined. 

"Then go to sleep," his giggles were muffled in between your boobs. 

"Stop kissing, it tickled," you giggled and playfully pushed him away.

Hongjoong stopped and pulled you closer. You rested your head on his chest, listening to his calm heartbeat. It made you more sleepy. 

"Can we go to the amusement park tomorrow?" Hongjoong asked.

"I don't see why not," you replied before slipping into a deep and carefree sleep.

"You have no idea about how much you have improved me. I'm happy because of you… I love you, y/n…" he whispered and fell asleep.

.....

Sanaa's note:

I hope you liked my surprise. And sorry for low quality smut.

The behavior of all the characters is visualized.

Taglist:

@sungiesangel @untitled76543 @bbc-minji-oc @tenelkadjowrites @hongjoongtrasher @paralumanniluna @shiningstar-byulxx

@ryo-84 @yunhosleftpinky @damselindistressanu @r000l @bikiniholic @playboygeniusphilanthropist @hippohippo @hwachu @veneziamadness @solarswonderland @cheline @gayliljoong

@giulianacelestino @yeosangsbiceps @lose-lose07 @nymeriaaa @yoonjikim

*original pictures are not mine, I just edited them*

Have a nice day/night💓

[eggtrolls]

A snoozy Black Cat in the Sun Sunday ft. votive candle of Steve Buschemi

[tulowitzki]

Bo with the flip | 6.1.2022

[kaitmusings]

[contac]

[cinamun]

Aww yes, of course we didn't forget that the twins had birthdays just three months ago and on the same day their beloved pet Bitch passed away!

Join me under the cut for a deeper dive at what these two rolled and a peek at the non-theatrical version of events.

Indira Dior Destiny Drake

Her aspiration is to be a master actress, how this will work out for her is yet to be seen. She has all of the qualities necessary with the High Maintenance, Self-Absorbed and Snob personality traits. Snob is new and obvious given that she's known nothing but luxury her entire life. She is ultra feminine and loves the color pink.

In terms of her relationships and future plans, its just vibes at this point.

Darren Drake Jr.

He wants nothing more in simulated life than to have a big, happy family. As such, he is a hopeless romantic but a down-to-earth bro who is quite athletic. While recent events have left him questioning his simulated life choices, he's currently playing running back for Foxbury on a full ride.

Nothing and I mean NOTHING goes as planned literally ever so of course we missed Indira's sparkle spin (so did she REALLY age up?) AND her candle blow out because apparently Indya wanted us to know she makes bomb cheesecake (as if we didn't already know.... heffa)

Also Hope was late, but not absent.

As for DJ....

we caught a little bit more of the pomp and circumstance.

Darren and Indya are over the moon to have raised healthy and intelligent children. Let's see where Things™ go from here.

Stay tuned friends!

[angeltreasure]

St. Raphael the Archangel, pray for us.

[hermitcraftkinfessions]

less of a confession n more me telling a memory but me n ariana griande were siblings !! she was a watcher while i was a human :) ! we were adoptive siblings if u couldnt tell, with me being adopted into watcher society if that makes sense ? but either way i was v much adopted n me n ariana v much considered ourselves siblings

-#aeroace

sounds cool!! n that makes sense to me 👍/gen i know this is very drastically different from being adopted by watchers and sort of off topic but i think i should admit now that isabelle and master chief are two of me and suma’s auncles. sorta like found family mixed with godparents if that makes sense- i bring this up because i didn’t know how else to respond to this and we usually talk here, so 👍 -mod ex

[heart-locket-musicboxless]

There are three kinds of LGBT headcanons:

Actual queer coding / metaphors ("Nimona is trans because her creator made her as a way to express his feelings as a trans person")

Vibes ("Link is genderless because I said so")

It's funny ("Phoenix Wright is asexual because he's the Ace Attorney")

[daxdraggon]

I think one of the Worst Things about wanting to find period clothing from other cultures, is trying to find fucking casual/work clothes. Like no, I do not want to see all these fancy intricate kimonos, I want to see jinbei, and field work outfits so I don't put a damn obi on this poor boy so he has a belt to hang his knife from.

[frownyalfred]

Bruce Wayne is so much stronger than me, because if I was him I would walk straight up to Lex Luthor at a fundraiser, lean down, and whisper you want to fuck Superman so bad it makes you look stupid in his ear before flitting away with zero context.