#but hnnggg them

[bookwyrminspiration]

:D

“Hey, hey, come back to me,” [Name] soothed, and [Name] took a gasp of a breath, shaky sight searching the room they hadn’t realized they’d left until it'd come crashing back. 

When had they gotten so close?

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[wishchthumblr]

so i like to imagine its kind of like an unspoken tradition at hogwarts to carve or write your name/initials in your bed before you graduate so later students can get a little mystery trying to figure out who slept in their dorm before them

so what if in aus where Harry is sorted into slytherin, instead of JP being scratched into the post of his gryffindor dorm bed, in a slightly hidden part of the frame in his slytherin dorm bed it says R.A.B in nearly carved letters

and what if (especially if this is an au where slytherin harry is an evil little shit (as a treat)) he eventually finds another older carving on his bed that says T.M.R

[megawyatts]

Long Distance

[honeycircuits]

Can't wait when I find the perfect songs for both L.n'eta and Sai.ki

[pnkq]

lil eepy sleepy boi i love him so much

[guardianwallace]

it’s not that i think people arent allowed to dislike originshipping *hiding a baseball bat behind my back* it’s just that people voice their dislikes about it in the funniest, dramatic way possible

[saltyfilmmajor]

At the risk of sounding very corny and annoying but wow I’m so very happy 😊

[secretlyofthefeywild]

trying to convince myself that wanting to distance myself from ppl that continue to follow/support the harry potter franchise (buying new books, merch, etc) despite know fully well the Horrors that are The Terf, is not immature and is in fact an extremely valid boundary to have

[themusicalsky]

i should have downloaded the 2 fic tabs i had open while i could im so dumb

[maochira]

I just LOVE how my Blue Lock brainrot walks hand in hand with my OOMPH! and Alligatoah obsessions. A bunch of Alligatoah songs/lyrics and A LOT from OOMPH! remind me of Blue Lock characters!! Most of my Shidou playlist consists of OOMPH! songs

Also, their music inspired a bunch of what I wrote and I have some more ideas as well!! Same goes for art hnng,,, they're just such an inspiration source to me

My biggest character song brainrot recently has been Ego with this song (I timed the lyrics to my favourite part.) DFDJDJADLSAH When the lyrics change from "Wasn't it worth the wait?" to "Wasn't it worth the suffering?" when the chorus repeats MASSIVE EGO BRAINROT.

[moraxsthrone]

cockwarming?

how about pussywarming?

after so much whining and begging, you finally relent and let him sink his needy, leaking dick inside your wet heat, gripping your waist and biting back a moan as he goes. but he knows he has to be still like a good boy while you finish your work; otherwise you’ll pull off of him.

his strong, naked thighs flexing and trembling when you clench around him. he’s biting his lip, trying with all of his might to fight the urge to pull out until only the ridge of his angry cockhead peeks outside your hole before snapping his hips into you again, full and hard.

but he knows better.

he fights it until his teeth marks adorn his lower lip. he’s so good. he doesn’t move. not a single inch. such a good boy. <3

but he’s just so keyed up from hours of your teasing - squeezing his hard dick through his pants when you walk by, moaning his name into his mouth while kissing him, dipping your fingers into your wet cunt just to let him suck them into his waiting mouth while telling him “taste what you do to me…” it’s gone on for far too long. you feel his desperate cock twitch inside you, accompanied by the pitiful whispers of your name and apologies coming out in choked sobs.

“I- fuck- oh no…oh fuck, m’sorry ican’tholdit- hnnggg- i’m cumming!”

What do you do?

Do you let him cum inside you because he’s been such a good boy through it all?

Or do you pop off him and let his powerful, delayed orgasm send long ropes of his semen streaking across his own face and into his open mouth as punishment?

THOMA. tighnari. kaeya. ITTO. CHILDE. BAIZHU.

[angel4astraea]

hnnggg price with an offputting/strange wife

ཐི♡ཋྀ let's face it, price has seen a lot in his life but when he clicked with u, he's holding on for liiiiife

ཐི♡ཋྀ the amount of strange things he's seen you do, like the time you shouted at rather unpleasant neighbour that you texted the spiders their address, he's not phased anymore.

ཐི♡ཋྀ he tries to keep up with the gossip from your workplace and friend group but it's so vast. god forbid he mixes up clarissa from HR with alyssa from your friend group. (the names sound too similar)

ཐི♡ཋྀ somehow he always is invited in schemes, legal ones of course.

ཐི♡ཋྀ he had to explain to the lads that he couldn't join them at the bar because his wife wanted to stake out her friend's boyfriend's house because she thought he was cheating (he was).

"wait, wait, what? i thought we were just staying here for an hour, honey?" price spoke quietly, checking the time on his phone.

5 minutes after ten pm. it was getting late by now.

"well no, did you see the movement outside? they're smoking.." you respond, using the binoculars to spy on them. "oh god, is that..."

you gasp softly and pull out your phone, taking pictures as proof. well, until the guy got up suspiciously. you panic and start the engine, pulling off down the street with giggles.

"wanna stop off at that place you like as a thank you for coming with me?" you ask, putting your phone in the console.

he'd never say no to you.

ཐི♡ཋྀ speaking of, the boys (mostly soap and gaz) love hearing about the gossip. working in a military base and not having much social lives themselves catch up sometimes. hearing about all the dramatic stuff happening can cheer them up and are eager to hear back about what happened.

ཐི♡ཋྀ ghost, on the other hand, is amazed that his captain even settled down in the first place. he didn't expect to have such a talkative woman across the table.

"wait, so, she actually did it?" gaz laughed into his hand, eagerly waiting for the details of what transpired the previous week. soap had been nearby, sipping his beer while listening.

"she did! she actually got backshots from that guy who was in HR! can you believe that?" you swirl your drink with your straw, "i can't believe she did that twink in..."

the men laughed softly, price raising his eyebrows. that was the second time he heard that but all the same, he acted surprised to let you know he was listening.

ghost well... he shook his head. he couldn't believe he was listening to the gossip session willingly. though, it was better than the program he was going to watch tonight.

ཐི♡ཋྀ price, who watches his wife sing the song "slut me out 2" loudly in the kitchen while making a grilled cheese.

ཐི♡ཋྀ the strange walk too that the artist does on stage if he recalled correctly too. that was enough to make the man chuckle. it was barely 10 in the morning and you had your "zoomies" (you'll need a nap after)

ཐི♡ཋྀ he would never trade anything for his strange wife.

[moth-tea-merchant]

[Click for better quality] Hnnggg ty so much @mabaki for making them soooo hot oughhh

some sillies that were made durring VC lol

[sweetbunnipwinc3ss]

~TW - Breeding - Somno - CNC~

Her eyes fluttered open, her sleepy brain not quite awake as she mumbled softly, "Da-unnnmm." The word rolling into a soft moan, smiling at the feeling of him filling her up completely. He wasnt even truly fucking her, just grinding his hips while he was deep inside her. Cooing she tried turning her head towards him.

His fingers pressed against her cheek and kept her held down to the pillow. Soft gentle caressing and his lips brushing against her ear sent a shiver up her spine. "Shhh, shh Kitten. It's ok. You were waking up again and its not time to be up. Let Daddy fuck you back to sleep sweety," His voice came in a hushed loving tone.

She gasped loudly at the sudden rush of warmth that flooded her. Eyes rolling back as he came inside her again. How many times was that tonight already? Four or five she couldn't remember it was all a blur. He had been over stimming and putting her to sleep this way all night. "Hnnggg... Da.. Daddy, I'm so full.." She whispered into the pillow.

"That's ok babygirl, I know you can take it," His voice soft yet strained. His hips rolling into her at a faster pace. The sweet whispers becoming quiet grunts under heavy breathing. Hand sliding down her face to grip her neck as he pushed deeper with each grind of his hips.

Nails gripping the sheets she bit her bottom lip, her own quick breaths matching his. Whiney little moans slipping past now matter how hard she tried to contain them. The sweet feeling of being so full of him and his pelvis lewdly rubbing against her cl!t pushing her closer and closer to the edge. Drool pooling in the corners of her mouth.

He smiled sweetly down at her, quickly being replaced with a sly little smirk. "There's Daddys sleepy little slut, poor baby can't fall asleep unless she's being filled up with cum, can she?" His voice tauntingly soft and sweet.

Her face deepened red but she could only nod in agreement. Her whole body getting hot as she felt him suddenly push hard against her. Feeling him pulse and quiver inside of her sent her right over the edge. "Thank you, thank you, thank y..you..." She whispered over and over as he pumped her full again.

A kiss on her cheek then her forehead followed by soft words of affirmation barely registered for her. His soft tone returned, gently rubbing her back. His words calming even if she couldn't comprehend what he was saying as she closed her eyes once more. So warm... so full... she thought as she drifted off again.

[pupyuj]

Listen after watching either way and seeing Yujin break down like that. I feel like a short story on her breaking down in a similar manner and (y/n) comforting her sensually and sexually because she just a soft puppy would make me 🥺🥺🥺 💕💕💕

Yuj deserves to be loved

SHE DOESSSS ☹️☹️☹️

like??? maybe one day everything just gets too much and yujin runs to you in tears... and it was a bit unexpected to you considering she nearly always refused to be seen like this even by you :((( yujinnie just crying on your shoulders for hours... letting everything out, soaking your shirt with her tears, holding on to you so tightly that you were afraid that she would completely break into pieces if you let her go...

laying her down on the bed when she's calm down a little, wiping her cheeks clean of her tears with your hands,, telling her all the words that she needed to hear: how much you loved her, how much her members love and appreciate her just the same... and of course yujin cries a bit more when you kiss her so softly... you're a bit reluctant when yujin grabs your waist and pulls you on top of her, because you didn't want to do anything to her when she was in such a state but she insisted that she needed it—needed you—so you continued kissing her,, placing your knee in between her thighs and taking off her shirt and jacket,,, her moaning at the feeling of your lips against her skin.. hands on your hair while you sucked on her nipples so gently...

whispering her praises and sweet words after every kiss that you left down her stomach,, you were so gentle, even with the way you pulled off her shorts and panties but yujin could see just how much you wanted to taste her by the desperation in your eyes,, you moaning when your tongue touched her folds for the first time in the night,, once again, yujin's hands were on your hair, tugging and pulling.. her back arched and eyes shut tight,, god she couldn't believe how good you were with your mouth 😳😳 yujin being yujin, she was a bit embarrassed after she came undone on your tongue and came all over your face,,, but you assured her it was fine.. and you even let her get a taste of herself through your fingers,,

hnnggg taking her hands and kissing them,, telling yuj over and over again that you love her, making her feel so fucking lucky to have you??? and ofc the two of you fuck all night but very softly bcs everything yujin needed, you were there to give. always 🥺

[pristine-rose]

sooo Columbina and Arlecchino with a female darling they are possessive of and has long hair? maybe like a new harbinger darling and childe just won't stop challenging her and something that gets on arlecchino's nerves more than columbinas even pantalone talks to the new harbinger sometimes with gifts in hand just to piss off arlecchino

hnnggg y’all know the harbingers are my fav in this game <3 this’ll keep a similar theme to the hair-brushing-doll fic for arlecchino that i wrote previously, just bc i thought it fit :]

arlecchino and columbina — devil take the hindmost

warnings : sfw, female reader, mentioned to have long hair ( enough to brush ), feat. childe and pantalone, themes of possession / jealousy / and “jokes” of capivity , columbina has ‘truth’ powers similar to aponia

“that’s lady signora’s melody, isn’t it?”

“indeed.” arlecchino smiled a bit when she answered you, lips curling up in a moment of slight tranquility at the mention of the late harbinger—one could almost believe she was kind. and with the same grievance, the third harbinger continued to hum such sweet notes from behind you, amidst her fingers threading through the strands of your hair. “columbina knows it by heart.”

the third harbinger made no response, instead choosing to continue humming behind you, dainty fingers threading through your locks. the vocals parting via sealed lips were gentle-sounding, very much like her own appearance. gentle… you’ve come to learn that columbina succeeded in deception.

“where did these come from?”

arlecchino knew no boundaries as she lifted up your wrist with undeniable force. those keen eyes of hers bore only a battlefield, and it was no different when the slashes on pupils matched the faint lines and scratches on the underside of your wrist.

looks like hiding them was no use.

“so unsightly…” columbina mumbled. and it was the first and only thing she’s said to you all day—choosing to only comment in distaste when her play-doll was marked up.

arlecchino glared. “they looked stiched.” the room almost felt colder. “expertly, so. as if a certain doctor did them.” the silence already bit at your stomach. they don’t like it when other people make modifications to what they claim as their own. “it seems like someone here got them in a rush.”

those wretched eyes were settled on you now. and you would’ve avoided them, had not columbina so gracefully clenched her fist at your hair, forcing you to look up. “tell me, who gave these to you?”

you would’ve lied under a guise of self-infliction, you really would’ve. but it was almost as if the mental, twisted powers of the angel behind you hammered nails down your tongue, forcing you to spit out the bloody truth of your comrade.

“childe.” his name felt dry against your throat. “he wanted to spar, and i got hurt.”

arlecchino’s eyes shifted darkly. and somehow—in some sick, decaying way—you wished the bore a look of sympathy. but she would never give anything of the sort, no. only anger fueled from selfishness that someone else would make their mark.

“o, dearest of knights,” columbina sweetly muttered against your hair, calling out the attention of her other harbinger companion. “you haven’t noticed yet another grotesque addition to our darling.”

as arlecchino’s eyes dipped downwards towards your neck, the air in your lungs suddenly restricted.

“a golden accessory dangling from her neck,” columbina whispered so ghastly disapprovingly. “there’s only one man i know who would gift such an expensive, yet tasteless piece of jewelry…”

arlecchino scoffed, “so shes flocking along with the men of our ranks now, is that what is happening?” she seemed enraged. to witness this demented side of her was no matter to take lightly with a temper like hers; it would actually make you thankful of the kind hand that was still choking your airflow,—for if it was arlecchino’s torn, inked monstrous of a hand, your skin would be in shreds by now.

“w…wait…” you croaked out through shallow, constricted breaths. the thin fingers of the third harbinger felt like sharp spider webs at your skin. “please… let me explain…”

“explain well, foolish one,” said the harbinger behind you.

“they’re… just my friends…”

—which was truly, a completely idiotic thing to say. but you were exasperated as it was not even a lie. childe just wanted a friendly spar, simple as that. he would get dottore to stitch your wounds to avoid this exact occurrence from happening. and, pantalone really just gave you this necklace as a welcoming gift for joining the harbinger ranks.

and yet, the chain of that same gold necklace was being clawed at by the knave. she did not care whether she tore at the skin of your collarbone, or at the pout of columbina—all she cared was to tear that accessory to crumbling chains on the hard floor.

“my knight,” columbina frowned, and you took a gasp of breath as her hand suddenly loosened. “you’ve shaken her up. look, our darling is trembling, and her blood is dripping to the new clothes i just dressed her in…”

shaking? were you really trembling so much in the third harbinger’s arms?

“to hell with it,” arlecchino scowled. “if she thinks she can be oh-so good friends with the others, then she better learn to take a scar that damned doctor cannot stitch.”

“but i want her to all clean and pretty for us,” columbina whined. “so mean… i can’t play with a doll that’s covered in her blood…”

a doll… that’s all you were to them. not a fellow member of the fatui, or even a harbinger.

it was times like these you missed lady signora—these cold, chilling nights when columbina returned to humming the late harbinger’s tune and cleaning you up.

but not for kindness, no. just for display.

hi hi i’m still here !! i just left tumblr for a little bit because honestly it did not feel rewarding or worth it to post when no one—like not even my friends—can see my fics since they get labeled so fast… 😭

but we’ll work on it, or i’ll just give up and make a new blog LOLOLOL