#cute things on sinday

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[navybrat817]

Aggressively texting Bucky: "How dare you be this fucking cute?!"

Seriously! How is he so cute?!

A Couple of Cuties

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader Summary: Bucky's cute. He knows it. You know it. You just need to admit it. Word Count: 1.2k Warnings: Flirting, tension, banter, implied sexy times, Bucky Barnes (yep, he's a warning) A/N: Happy Sinday! Set in the same universe as The Rejects. ❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

You weren't sure how game nights became your thing with Bucky. Maybe it was because it was how the two of you got together. You looked forward to them, especially since they had a tendency to end the same way: The "loser" of a chosen game stripping and the "winner" eventually losing their clothes, too. Both of you were winners by the time you got to bed or the nearest surface he felt like taking you on. Tonight would be no exception.

If you didn't smack him first.

"It's cute that you think I'm cute. Nothing wrong with that."

You crossed your arms and raised an eyebrow at Bucky. He had his signature panty-dropping smirk on his face as he stared back at you from across the table. It was a battle of wills and you were determined not to blink. You refused to let him win. And you refused to acknowledge his cuteness.

I won't think about his adorable smile or his sweet laugh when I crack a joke or the way his eyes go soft when I catch him staring.

"When did I say you're cute?" You asked, finally blinking when you had to. He still hadn't, his deep blue eyes laser focused as he stared.

Of course, he beat me. Damn super soldier and his skills. How the hell can anyone go that long without blinking?

"You say it with your eyes and your smile, just like I say it to you," he replied, holding his phone up as you raised your chin defiantly. Even though his words made your heart swell, you didn’t let it show out of sheer stubbornness. "You also sent me a text. Would you like me to read it to you?"

"I don't need you to-"

"How dare you be this fucking cute?!" he read, trying and failing to imitate your voice.

I sound nothing like that. And I regret hitting "send" on that text message.

"You think because the text came from my phone that I sent it? How do you know Nat or someone didn't take my phone? I mean, face it, you have no proof that I'm the one who sent that message," you said, checking your nails to avoid his gaze. "Maybe someone wanted to give you an ego boost. Not like you need one, but good for them for the effort."

The adorable nose scrunch was out in full force as he laughed and you no doubt had hearts in your eyes as the sound bounced off the walls. The fact that he could relax around you after he faced so many horrors was a wonderful feeling. "Nat has never called me cute and I'm pretty sure she was with Steve when I got this message," he pointed out as he leaned across the table and booped you on the nose with a vibranium finger when you lifted your gaze. "But you think I'm cute and I think that's adorable."

"I'm sorry, but did Sergeant Barnes just boop my nose? You actually booped my nose. We may have to take your badass card away and replace it with a ‘boop boop’."

"No deflecting and badasses can still give and receive boops," he said as he settled back in his chair. "You sent the message. We both know it."

"I did not," you stated.

Bucky licked his lips, drawing your attention to them. You wanted to feel them against yours. You needed them on your skin and between your legs. "You did."

"I did not," you repeated, your voice steady as his gaze moved down to your chest. Can a man actually touch you with his eyes? Logic told you it was physically impossible, but it didn’t stop your body from imagining that he could do so.

"You did, but do you know what's cuter?” He asked, leaning back as he grasped the bottom of his blue Henley and pulled it over his head. “You in my clothes.”

“It’s cute when I’m wearing your clothes?” You questioned, catching the garment as he tossed it your way. The whiff of his cologne made you shiver, along with something that had to come from the serum. You noticed that Steve had a hint of a similar scent to Bucky, but the Captain’s didn’t make your heart race the way the former Winter Soldier’s did. “I was going for sexy.”

“It’s very sexy,” he promised, the praise heating up your skin before he gestured to himself. “But if you don’t admit that I’m cute, you won’t get any of this tonight.”

It was your turn to laugh as you swapped out your top for Bucky’s, watching his eyes darken as you slipped it on. You did look good in his clothes. “You’re going to withhold sex from me? Please. I have a toy with your name on it that’ll do the job just fine.”

Your boyfriend smiled at your words. “Aww. You named a toy after me? That’s flattering. Do you call him Bucky? James? Sergeant? Don’t hold back on me, doll. I wanna know the details.”

“You know, the text was your fault since you decided to send me a selfie,” you defended yourself, changing the subject. It was a cute photo of him. One of many. Of course, you had to say something.

“Maybe I can fuck you with the toy first,” he suggested, your inhale sharp and quick as his voice dropped. It didn’t take long for you to feel his hand on your knee, moving dangerously slow up your leg. “Because you look so cute right before you let go. Your mouth falls open slightly and the sweetest little whine slips out. And almost a look of surprise when you gush around me, like no one else has ever made you come so hard.”

No one else ever has.

“I take it back. You’re not cute. You’re the devil,” you argued breathlessly as your legs parted, allowing his hand to glide up more.

“If I’m the devil, come and sin with me,” he smirked, his hand stopping just before it reached the middle of your thighs. “And for you to take it back is an admission that you do think I’m cute. But if you won't say it...”

“Fine, you smug bastard! I admit it. I sent it because you’re cute. You’re fucking adorable. Living proof that you can be a beast and a sweetheart,” you said as he grinned, grasping his wrist and bringing his hand to your clothed core, the fabric soaked thanks to him. “And thanks to you, I’m all wet. So either do something about it or no game nights for a month.”

His nostrils flared, knowing it wasn’t just a threat. You also knew there was no way in hell he could last that long without your game nights. He cherished them just as much as you did. “You wouldn’t.”

“Oh, I would. I can play with my toy in the meantime if you’re not up for the job,” you smirked, grinding slowly against his hand. “Cutie.”

You would tell Bucky later just how cute he looked when he knocked the table out of the way to get to you. He would make sure you weren’t sore since he fucked you on the floor. It was endearing how much he cared for your well-being.

You expected nothing less from a cutie like Bucky Barnes.

These two. 😂 I hope you lovelies liked it! Love and thanks for reading. 💙

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[writingsbychlo]

Ngl a lil sad there was no eris for sinday Sunday 😕 but I still love you anyways 💙

you mean subby baby eris? who likes to act all high and mighty and dom but is actually just the brattiest brat? eris who’s knees literally gave out the first time his lover turned to him and said “keep that attitude up, eris, and I’ll make your ass as red as your hair.” that eris?

eris who once came hard after being tied up and blindfolded and having just his nipples played with? who whimpered and got hard straight away at the degradation that followed. “my, my, baby boy. what a mess you just made. I didn’t even get to play yet, and you’re already done, so fast, huh?” who likes his own overstimulation, who would beg her to ride him even though he just came, he’s so needy to please.

eris who once got fucked so good on his throne that he came babbling about how he gets the whole High Lady thing now as his whole body shook.

eris who likes having his hair pulled, hard. eris who likes it he’d forced to hold off his orgasm until he’s crying because it makes her smirk at pet his hair and tell him he’s good. eris who is so not ashamed to wait naked on his hands and knees, face down in the bedding for her to come home in hopes it’ll get him fucked. liking to be pegged is a family trait. also just loves having his ass eaten, he will scream and tear up the bedding when it happens.

the one who makes the prettiest little sounds as he gets pegged, the one who will ride his lovers cock while they languidly play with his, until he’s a dripping mess.

if he’s shown his cum after a blowjob, his head spins. if he’s then kissed and forced to swallow it himself, he’s literally gone for the rest of the night in a daze. I do mean he quite literally becomes the most desperate little thing. after that he really is just a toy, no sentience whatsoever. would happily bend over and hold his own ass open to be fucked to death after that he’s GONE. so it’s saved just for special occasions.

eris who lives to please, he’s a little whore for it. and loves to be told that, too.

“my pretty little whore.”

“do you think they all suspect their powerful future high lord loves to beg me for my pussy so much?”

“pretty little slut, huh, errie?

“good boy, such a good little whore.”

“you’re so desperate, it’s pathetic. lucky for you, you’re cute too.”

but he’s so desperate to please, to make his mate feel good too. that means waking them up with his head between their thighs. will happily stay there for hours too. has cum from having his face sat on and the praise he got. needy for touches, loves cockwarming. will work for hours to relieve the stress and tension of his mate if he needs to. he’s nothin but a toy and he loves it.

can top, can be a very rough and controlling top, when he’s a confrontation or needs to feel a little powerful, but even then he’s not really in control.

“oh, you can do better than that, eris!”

“fuck me like you mean it.”

“you said you wanted to fuck my mouth, so do it.”

“is that how a high lord fucks? what happened to all that rage? where’s that autumn fire?”

nail prints in his ass and scratch marks up his back. his hair being pulled back to leave bites on his neck even if he fucked them to the point of the bed breaking. choking him as he cums until his vision almost goes out.

if he’s doing the aftercare, he’s so tender with it. warm cloths and water and snacks and cuddling then to his chest. if he’s being cared for, which is the usual way around, he’s so needy. doesn’t want to be cleaned up, resists it every time no matter how many years pass together, he just wants all their love immediately.

“just leave me messy, I’m your whore and I like it, hold me.”

“no, baby. you were my whore, and you were so good. but now you’re my husband again, and the love of my life, and I’m going to take care do you. be patient.”

always concedes with blushing cheeks and a kiss.

cold clothes because his skin can get very feverish. red hand prints on his ass are still warm, and so even though he shivers through it, it’s always the better option. will chug a glass of water and eat a snack, and sometimes fall asleep before his mate even returns to bed. he tiredly reaches for them in his sleep, though.

outside of the bedroom, he’s in charge but only because of his status, and keeping his personal tastes secret. they never play with that outside of the bedroom circumstances (not inflicting the throne incident), but she’ll never power play him in regular everyday life is what I mean.

he’s just a soft baby who wants to be held and loved and spanked until he creams himself.

[fizzarollitm]

ok its past sinday but some fizzy sexcanons because why not:

Oral fixation. He is a biter, a talker, a sucker, you name it. He loves eating out/sucking off his partner and is his go-to for a quickie. That said, you are in the Bite Zone so expect your thighs to be sore for awhile.

In the same vein, he loves marks from sex. This could be its own meta but he is so comforted by physical reminders after a good time. Will press on them after sex or even in public. Those matter to him as much as words (sometimes more so) as he works in a business where words are cheap.

Bleeds into his love of collars & personalized BDSM gear/outfits. First off, you have his love of being spoiled/bought things mixed with being given something physical that means that he matters to someone. He's soaked, have at him, anyway you want. You know the moment he quit he slapped that day collar too.

Size kink. We know. Clown car of a clussy that one. Loves just a good pounding. Turn his brain to dust kind. Literally blow his back out, he'll recover. LETS GO

Fave toys: Cute pink fuzzy handcuffs, crop, princess plug (duh), his monster dong for his monster strap, gags, funny themed gags, anytime he can combine being funny w sexy.

Sub drop is a reality of engaging in kink. For Fizz I think anything touching on degradation, body focus, and even some bondage can trigger a drop. It can also just happen after a scene. He cannot be left alone, be constricted under something heavy (blanket, body, etc), and tends to go surprisingly nonverbal. Food, his partner speaking, and some grounding tends to help but he'll likely be clingier the rest of the day.

[naviculariis]

I don't have much for sinday so.

Disorganized sinday headcanons.

-Benn is a generous lover. What his partner wants? They'll get- as long as they beg.

-All jokes aside about their mouth, Heat is a GOD when it comes to using their hands and fingers. What's that? You've never experienced xyz before? Well surprise, you're getting your chance at the merciful hands of Heat.

-Izou fucks like it's going out of fashion. The drive? Through the roof. Pleasure should be enjoyed in gluttonous amounts, in his eyes. Why stop at one orgasm? Why not three? Four? Five? How many could he draw out of his partner before they're tapping out? He needs to know.

-Robin, queen of overstimulation. ( both for herself & her partner- )

-Sanji will never admit that he has gotten hard from simply holding hands before. He also will not say who it was that caused that reaction. ( it was a straw hat- ) ( He gets hard so easily it's honestly really cute. )

-If his partner can get him to that point, Killer has no problem with begging. For more, to feel them, to taste them, to use him for their pleasure, to let him cum-

-Rob Lucci is genuinely a very good lay and that's mildly upsetting. He's attentive; pleasure is a mutual thing. That doesn't mean he doesn't get greedy and dig his claws into their hips to pull them back over and over, even when they're sobbing from the pleasure and oh, God, it's too much!! But they can take it, just a little more, can't they? For him?

[lexa-griffins]

Here's an ass prompt if you need some inspiration for sinday

Lexa is a nude model for gp Clarke's art class. Clarke is seated directly behind Lexa so she has a perfect view of her tight ass. Unsurprisingly she gets a boner which she tries to hide during the class from Lexa and everyone else. Lexa notices Clarke's predicament and does everything she can to make Clarke's boner worse like stretching so her ass pops out more. At the end, Clarke and Lexa are the only ones left in the class for the night so Lexa gets the courage to fuck Clarke for being such a good student

Its more of a workshop than a class, erotic poses workshop, but Clarke has always loved those; smaller classes, more risque subjects and poses as well as the development of her skills.

Lexa has been doing these type of modeling jobs for a while now. Its not a lot of money but these type where she needs to be in more out there poses and bare herself much more usually manage to pay decently and honestly, she enjoys seeing herself by an artist eye, its flattering.

This is routine for the both of them, Clarke hasnt had a boner during live drawing since freshman year, Lexa has long since started zoning out during the around 4 hours those workshops took. It starts out exactly like that, Lexa daydreaming about the taco place next to her apartment as she bent over the bench she was assigned when her hip gets a small cramp and she's forced to discretely try and move it to get some blood circulating again. Clarke is so focused on getting the curve of Lexa's ass right that the slight movement is immediately noticeable and ince she truly looks at Lexa's ass she can't stop staring. Of course, she can't get the shape right, how does one even translate the perfect curve of her ass and her hips on paper? Clarke could practice for the rest of her life and never truly get it right.

She feels the pressure in her pants before she can help it. A sharp breath leaves her as she comes to the mortifying conclusion she has a boner, out and proud, and the only thing hiding it is the paper pad that sits on her lap which is really of no help at all.

Lexa is still zooning out, her eyes dragging across the wall of mirrors the space offers (community centers and what not) when she notices someone looking rather distressed right behind her. She's come across those type of artists before, the type who ask her to stay a big longer because they just couldn't get the shape of her arm or the size of her chest right. They were the quiet type, always mumbling to themselves and anxiously erasing the paper until it ripped. This girl, however, does not look like the type. Her pencil has stopped moving, and she looks frozen in place. Lexa feels the need to say something, and she's about to when the girl shifts and the bulge becomes obvious... to Lexa only. Blue eyes seem somewhat fixated on Lexa's ass and it makes Lexa bite her lip to hide a smirk forming.

Cute.

To test the theory that she really is the cause of this girl's blood rush, she wiggles her ass again, discreet still, and bends over more just an inch, something her bad thanks her for. Staring in the mirror, Lexa watches as the blonde artist grows red in the face and immediately stares at her sketchbook like it might just swallow her and save her from her embarrassment.

In her seat, Clarke shifts from left to right, trying to find a position that might just make her boner go away, earning her a couple side looks from the other members of the class, ones she apologizes to with a little head bow. She tries to adjust herself discreetly, but all that does is make her harder when the reason for her ill state is right in front of her, her ass further up in the air and somehow even more flawless and round looking now.

Clarke survives to the end of the workshop with a sketch pad full of sketches that somehow resemble a person enough that no one would be able to tell most of the blood in her body was not being directed to her brain. The boner is still alive and well unfortunately, and Clarke waits for everyone to leave before she can waddle awkwardly to her car and go home to have one of the most awkward jerking off sessions of her life. She's pretending to go over the sketches as she waots for the lingering attendees to leave, spending far too much time analyzing the ones where the focus was so clearly on the model's ass but that Clarke still felt were yet to fully capture it.

She feels her breath on her ear before she notices her presence, "You flatter me with those."

Clarke turns in surprise, finding herself face to face, instead of face to ass, with the woman she drew on the paper, "Yeah hm... well, you are a very good model."

Lexa gives her a closed smile and a head nod, "And you are a rather good student. Never had anyone managed to draw my ass like you did."

She's wearing an opened robe, not so much to hide her modesty but to protect her from the cooling room now that the sun has gone down. Clarke stares directly at her hardened nipples peaking through the thin fabric and she has to stop herself from reaching out to them and brush her finger over them.

"Well. You have a really nice ass."

The model chuckles, low and throaty, a sound that makes Clarke smirk and a new wave of blood to direct itself to her dick.

Lexa gestures to it with her chin, "I noticed."

"I just wish I had more time to get it right." Clarke admits, having the girl now brushing her naked leg on Clarke's thigh, still seated.

"Do you now?" The girl - Alexa? She was introduced at the start of the class, but Clarke rarely pays attention to the models' names, barely looks at their face, - is hovering her now, the fabric moved to the side, her full breast treatning to make a second apperance that night.

"I like to think you can't rush perfection or an illustration of it, at least." Clarke smirks as she responds, but the truth is, she is uncomfortable with the way her boner is begging to be freed from the jean material of her pants, and this girl needs to either quit the flirting and ride her or let her leave.

As if reading her thoughts, the model lets the robe fall from her shoulder and onto the floor, grabbing the sketchbook that hides Clarke's boner and placing it on the floor with pretend carelessness. She knows how artists are about the sketches, and she wouldn't dare ruin it. Even if she plans on posing for talented hands many, many more times.

"Perhaps you need a more hand on approach?" Lexa proposes as she craddles the woman's lap, paying attention not to press herself right on her clear boner, but still touching it with her naked core.

Clarke is not thinking anymore. But the proposal is permition enough for her hand to grab at Lexa's ass, handfuls of it without any shame, pressing Lexa's folds against the tent in her jeans, creating a damp spot in it with her wetness, a low moan leaving pretty lips as Clarke massages and spreads her ass as if to commit the shape and feeling of it to memory, her tongue and teeth scrapping at the elegant neck of the model.

Lexa's hands grab at what they can, the fabric of the black button down unable to sustain the force with which Lexa clenches the fabric, forcing the fiest few button open. At the sight of Clarke's chest, Lexa truly cannot wait any longer, and with a few clumsy tries, she manages to free Clarke's boner from its confines.

Lexa is quick to wrap a hand around it, her hand just barely closing across the thickness of it, "Fuck, and you wanna talk about perfection?!"

"God, fuck, please i need be inside of you." The girl moans in Lexa's hears, hands still toying with her ass, a sneaky finger already spreading Lexa's wetness all over her folds.

The models' free hand takes a hold of Clarke's jaw, the kiss passionate, all tongue and crashing lips, "Oh please, yes."

Clarke can think of a time someone rode her like this. The model is exceptional with her hips, the way she rolls them as her walls squeeze around Clarke's cock, the slow movements back and forth before she starts to fuck herself against Clarke.

She's perfect in every sense, and Clarke isn't sure she'll ever be able to capture that perfection on paper, but she has every intention of trying.

The folds of her hips and her stomach as she moves on top of Clarke chasing her own pleasure.

The ripples of her ass when Clarke slaps it. The hypnotizing way it wiggles when she mives up and down on her dick.

The movement of her chest right in front of Clarke's face, pink nipples begging for her mouth.

The beautiful face she makes when Clarke's hand moves between them to find her clit, the perfect O of plump lips as her entire body shakes into an orgasm, how her eyes roll out of sight when Clarke cums deep inside of her.

The bite Clarke leaves on her shoulder as she tries not to moan so loud it would echo throughout the entire building.

The adorable drowsy smile Lexa - her name's Lexa, she manages to find out - sends her way when she offers her a ride and the two finger wave towards her when she drops her off.

How she lays in Clarke's bed, naked, a book in front of her as she sticks her ass out, still red from their fucking session, shinning from the sweat, reminding Clarke she better get it perfect this time.

Clarke isn't sure if she can emulate perfection. But she can try.

[dreamsofalife]

((Your obligatory Sinday headcanon; Shy never sends nudes or any kind of ultra sexy pictures or anything of the kind; the most she does is cute pics of her in skimpy outfits, but she's very particular about keeping her private life private, and making sure the things she does don't end up being shared with other people.

Shy's generally an open book about her life, but she has a philosophy of "don't talk about it unless asked" about sexual matters. It's not that she's a prude or finds it shameful...she just feels like her private life isn't anybody's business, and she doesn't care what consenting adults do in the privacy of their own homes. You're of age and it's not morally reprehensible? Good for you, not her business.))

[felteverywhere]

it's sinday already here so i want smutty things for a few muses. like for a starter and i'll come to you for who! some things i want + muse options below.

cute subby girls for the following muses: crash, lucky, oliver, warner, elias, finley, ilya, kellan, adriano.

dominant opposites for: dove, rosalie, fox, sosie.

age gap with an opposite 23+ for grant, preferably plotted out.

fwb for gabriel with a josephine langford fc.

[archive-of-the-guild]

Sinday thing for Cali!

She once saw a tabloid photo that showed a crotch shot of Verosika as she was getting out of a limo. Cali saw her bush was trimmed in a heart shape and thought it was cute so she did hers the same way! The bush is dense but well trimmed and maintained!

[sacredshadow]

Greed! 😮 with SliskexAzzyxZemouregal :^) ahehe~

SINDAY HEADCANONS

😮 Do they feel like they own someone? Their partner, their friends...

(This one does touch on some sexual stuff btw)

Interesting that you mention Zemouregal. Did you hack into my brain and see my headcanons about that?

So I guess we're going to start by addressing the elephant in the room, after I explain to Zemouregal that it's just a thing people say and has nothing to do with the fact that he's big and has grey skin.

First of all, I am not a Zemouregal roleplay blog. Keep that in mind please.

I have previously mentioned that there used to be something between Azzanadra and Zemouregal back on Freneskae, and it's odd that this is coming up now since that was one of the main reasons it didn't work out. It only lasted a few months, three Rituals of Enervation. After the second one in that period, Zemouregal started to assume that because he had managed to make Azzanadra be submissive for him, he had the right to treat him like a pet and show him off to his friends like "Hey look, I've got someone who ranks substantially higher in the tribe as my partner, and, as I'm sure you all saw, it was ME on top at the last ritual!"

It was really quite embarrassing for Azzanadra and not how he had wanted it to go, and Zemouregal was quite annoyed at how annoyed Azzanadra was with his possessiveness, and there was a bit of jealousy since Azzanadra was still preferring to spend time and share a sleeping spot with Sliske, which in turn led to more possessiveness and more annoyance. It did not go well.

Although this may have set things up as "oh, Azzanadra doesn't like it when someone says he belongs to them", he has a ring from Sliske with an engraving that reads “This Mahjarrat is property of Sliske”. Sliske definitely considers Azzanadra to be ‘his’, but it’s more of a cute romantic thing most of the time. He will sometimes say things along the lines of “You’re mine, I can do whatever I like to you” in sexual scenarios, which Azzanadra will usually be into if he’s in the right mood.

Azzanadra does sometimes say similar things, but many studies have been done and they have all found that it is impossible for someone to ‘own’ Sliske.

[bells-of-black-sunday]

👄do they prefer oral or penetrative sex more? ↕️are they a sub, dom, or switch? top, bottom, or switch? 🏬would they have sex in public? if so, how public is too public?

--Danny

Sinday Headcannons | Accepting

👄do they prefer oral or penetrative sex more?

Danny hums thinking on it, "I guess with the song bird penetrative more, he's just so cute when his legs shake and he can barely speak, but normally I prefer oral. It's cleaner- mostly- doesn't take as long usually and I don't have to do any prep work for it." he tilts his head, "Robin does look pretty when he sucks the strap though I imagine those pictures are more for me than anyone else."

↕️are they a sub, dom, or switch? top, bottom, or switch?

"I switch." he shrugs, "If I want to get off, I want to get off I'm not going to be picky about it."

🏬would they have sex in public? if so, how public is too public?

Danny laughs, "How public is too public?" he sighs chewing on his pen, "I don't think there's such a thing as 'too public' in the fog. If someone wants to watch me get my guts rearranged I don't care, it's weird, but if I cared about people looking I wouldn't do it so openly."

Other verses it really depends- is he living a different life where he has to be as normal as possible? Then he won't do anything too out in the open he'll stick to back alleys or off hiking trails, but if he's not and he's just being Danny Johnson, he can be a lot more open and not care. The back of his car in a parking lot, in front of the window, booths in a night club, etc. he doesn't care. That being said if he does catch someone staring he's more likely to smile and laugh than be mad.

[badassxbirdy]

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May Activity Update (Pinned Post)

It’s time once again for an activity update! If you’re new here: these monthly posts help me to keep track of what the frick I’ve been doing, particularly when tumblr breaks or the brainfog strikes. This update includes things posted or in drafts for the month of April. Everything else can be found in previous monthly updates under this tag. There���s also the thread tracker here.

The full activity update (along with OOC house keeping) is below the cut. Bold text = links.

If you want to see all IC interactions without the other stuff, click here. If you’d like to start something new, there are opens, memes, and the wishlist, or you can just hit up the DM’s. You can also add Ty on Wire for IC texting.

Now onto the update!

OOC Housekeeping:

I want to start doing more story arc development on Ty’s blog again, so expect a few posts about that to come soon.

Posted a round of opened starters, for anyone who doesn’t know: those are explained here.

I’m going to be tagging people in replies to get around the current notes issue and any others that may arise. If I forget to do it, I’ll shoot you a message instead.

Fixes for the notes issue can be found here and here for those who need it.

Thread tracker has (for the most part) been updated. Thanks to everyone who got back to my DM’s about old threads. ❤️

I still haven’t found the login for Ty’s discord. 🤦‍♀️ Until I do, tumblr DM’s or Ty’s Wire are the best ways to reach me both IC and OOC.

Threads, replies, memes, and other IC interactions:

(In alphabetical order by username)

At the motel (link) - @demcnsinmymind

Car trouble (drafted) - @demcnsinmymind

“You shouldn’t be out here all by yourself this late at night.” (link) - @demcnsinmymind

Ty takes Lance on a hunt! (drafted) - @demcnsinmymind

Birthday gift mischief: the peanut gag continues! 😂 (link) - @demcnsinmymind

Birthday gift mischief: a crossbow! (drafted) - @derschwarzeengel

Universe differences (drafted) - @derschwarzeengel

Ty is scarred for life. (link) - @derschwarzeengel

Damon shields Ty. (link) - @derschwarzeengel

The truth about Darklighters (queued) - @derschwarzeengel

Damon encounters Dark!Ty (drafted) - @derschwarzeengel

Getting out of jail (queued) - @derschwarzeengel

Roasting 50 shades (drafted) - @derschwarzeengel

Vampire!Damon (drafted) - @derschwarzeengel

Making their escape (queued) - @derschwarzeengel

“I wondered when you were going to wake up. You almost didn’t survive.” (link) - @drkroots (Shannon)

“Is there a reason you’ve been following me for an hour?” (drafted) - @drkroots (Deacon)

Kit offers a flower, Tyler says 👁👄👁 (link) - @florafound

Birthday mischief: baking unsupervised is probably a bad idea. 😂 (link) - @heavenguided

Meeting Captain Hook (link) - @hvbris

Ty is confused by Wednesday (drafted) - @hvbris

Birthday mischief: “hey! you didn’t tell me it was your birthday!” (drafted) - @imprvdente

FBI!Fish babysits Human!Ty (drafted) - @imprvdente

At the fair (link) - @indyflanery

Attempting to babysit the Doctor. 😂 (link) - @innerwar

Jokes with Charm (drafted) - @innerwar

A demon problem (drafted) - @magaprima

“Can I just be normal?” (link) - @nightiingaled (Mel)

Time for “The Talk” (link) - @nightiingaled (Mel)

Ty is ANGY and Proteus is BABY. (link) - @nightiingaled

Banishment gone wrong (link) - @normallyxstranger

The way out (drafted) - @razorfst

NO BEING BAIT. 😤 (link) - @unbearablyindifferent

Headcanon, dash games, and assorted silliness:

FMK poll results: Ty needs therapy. (link)

Ty’s favourite holiday (link)

“Would you still love me if I was a worm? 🥺” aka KilliTy being disgustingly cute. (link)

Sinday questions: One thing a partner should never do. (link)

Sinday questions: mood killer, how adventurous is she, one night stands, and one thing she’s dying to try. (link)

Sinday questions: does she crack jokes, does she get emotional, does she like to go out as aftercare, and physical affection/cuddling. (link)

Tyler can’t NOT make jokes. (link)

A gem from discord: Ty telling Killian about her arm scar. (link)

KilliTy moodboard by Rookito. 🥹 (link)

I think that’s everything! As always: please let me know if I’ve missed something. I never intentionally drop threads without notifying, rest assured that if it’s not here I simply have not seen it. Remember to be kind to yourselves, and hydrate your flesh prison. ❤️ — Em

[piltover-sharpshooter]

//Early sinday though but you know what's really cute? Two characters who have really hardcore kinks, and go at it really rough, but the moment they are done they just slide into regular happy relationship.

Oh they can be nasty as fuck in bed, and the things they say my lord would raise red flags in any other situation. But when the session is done, both just slide back down into cuddly aftercare and acting like lovebirds.

There's just something to the mundanity of it, the trust and acceptance that comes from two people willingly playing into a dark fantasy, and after it's done we go right back to lovebirds that makes me happy.

[untitledmemes]

Howdy folks,

This is a sideblog dedicated to RP memes, prompts, dialogue ideas, musings and the likes. 18+ only please.

This sideblog is run by Cat (25+, she/her).

This sideblog is NOT a RP blog; don't send me rp memes or rp asks. Requests, suggestions and everything alike are more than welcome and you can send it to me via asks.

TW for nsfw/usfw and other triggering content. Please stay safe.

Reblogs will be highly appreciated. Please do not repost or add to my memes.

List of memes/prompts:

TV Shows/Movies/Video Games:

Nimona #1 #2

Sinbad: Legend of the Seven Seas #1 #2

Castlevania: Nocturne #1 #2 #3

The Prince of Egypt #1 #2 #3

Narrator Outtakes (BG3)

Ponyo

Blue Eye Samurai #1 #2 #3

High Noon

Shane

Hazbin Hotel #1 #2 #3 #4

Dune: Part One #1 #2

The Power Hour #1

Music/Literature:

Of Monsters and Men

Pablo Neruda

The Paper Kites

Barbie the Album

Christmas Classics

Emily Dickinson

Tom Odell

Untitled/Originals:

Untitled Treasury #1 #2 #3

Untitled headcanon questions #1 #2

Untitled Questions for Multimuses #1 #2

Sinday Memes for Naughty Headcanons

Meet Cute Starters / Memes

Mystery Prompts: Sinday Action Edition

Halloween Transformation Meme

Untitled Mystery Item Starter

Confession Meme

4-Word Sentence Prompts #1 #2

5-Word Sentence Prompts

Untitled Christmas Prompts

Word of the Day: Growth

Word of the day: Positive

Valentine's Day Date Prompts

"What if our muses..." Prompts

Self Care Prompts

Untitled Headcanon Questions: Relationships

Mun-related:

Send 📣 for receiver to give a shoutout to one (or a few) of their favorite RP blogs. Show some love to your fellow roleplayers!

Send ✏ (or "PENCIL") for mun to write about a muse they thought about trying to roleplay or one they are already roleplaying outside Tumblr RPC.

We love shipping in this house. 😍 Reblog if it's okay for partners to ask for a pre-established ship with your muse(s)!

Single prompts:

Send 🚗 for our muses to go on an impromptu road trip together

Send 🎉 for our muses to go out celebrating together!

Send 💌 to get a compliment from receiver's muse!

It's raining, and sender's muse forgot their umbrella. Send 🌧 for receiver's muse to find sender's muse in their predicament.

Extra, Extra! Read All About It! Send 📰 + any question for the receiver's muse to answer as if they were randomly stopped and asked it on the street by a journalist or news reporter.

Send 💐 and receiver's muse will send/give sender's muse a bouquet of their favorite flowers.

Send 🚑 to find receiver's muse in desperate need for emergency care.

Send 🗨 to match with receiver's muse on a dating app.

Send 🙏 to ask for forgiveness from receiver's muse. You may add what they want to ask forgiveness for, or let the receiver decide.

Send 🎃 for our muses to go trick or treating together!

Send 👻 for our muses to go to a Halloween party together in a couples' costume!

Send 🎬 for our muses to have a movie night together!

Tell my muse/s, anonymously or not, why you are thankful to have them in their lives and see how they react.

For every 🎄 (or "X-MAS TREE") I get in my inbox, my muse will tell you one thing they want the most for Christmas.

For every 🎇 (or "FIREWORKS") I get in my inbox, my muse will tell you one thing on their New Year's Resolution list.

Send🌹 (or "ROSE") for my muse to confess their emotions towards your muse on Valentine's Day in any way they choose (handwritten letter, a gift, a date, on the phone, etc.)

Send 🌠 (or "SHOOTING STAR") for our muses to go stargazing together.

Send 1️⃣ (or "ONE") for receiver to write a first meeting starter between their muse and sender's muse.

Send 🛌 (or "BED") for sender's muse to ask receiver's muse whether there was something they wanted to try in bed but never got to.

Send me "Got you something…" + a picture of an outfit you'd like to see my muse in, and I'll tell you how my muse reacts when putting it on.

[lookbluesoup]

For the Sinday asks, for both Lyrha and Nahte, what would you say is the part of their lovers' bodies that gets them the most riled up? And would they be considered particularly vocal lovers?

Thanks so much for the ask! :3 Will put this one under a cut

Nahte: Nahte's pretty much enthralled by every single thing his lovers do and have. Every part of them is beautiful and interesting. He has stars-in-eyes-syndrome every time they walk into a room. It's kinda cute actually. But if he had to pick one specific physical feature that most frequently draws his attention to each partner, it'd be the following:

A'mahl - His myriad freckles - Nahte likes to trace patterns over them

Haurchefant - His crooked nose - for smooching, maybe nibbling

Aymeric - His hair - for ruffling, brushing, petting, tugging

G'raha Tia - His neck - for nuzzling under, kissing, and biting (the very long soft tail is a close second)

Estinien - His strong chest - for laying on or feeling the weight of

Alisaie - Her breasts - aside from the novelty, they are soft, sensitive, and always get a reaction out of her (obligatory note that nahte and alisaie are both in their 20s by the time they get together)

Nahte is an extremely vocal lover. He struggles to stay quiet and I'm sure the servants in Borel house have been scandalized walking past the bedroom door on more than one occasion. For one thing he purrs, non stop, the whole time. But whines, moans, and growls are also a moment by moment occurrence. While "dirty talk" isn't something he's known for, he's very willing to offer encouragement and praise and just generally be very open about what he's feeling for his partner(s).

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Lyrha: Lyrha actually appreciates that X'rhun has some age to his figure. Experience is sexy. And while she could go on at length about his fur, claws, balls, and cock, it's actually the mischievous little smirk he gives her when he flirts that melts her the fastest. Those lips of his could undo her all on their own. And have. Repeatedly.

Lyrha's... flexible with her volume. She usually defaults to quiet with sporadic hums and whines, but in the heat of the moment, if she's really enjoying herself and doesn't need to hold back, she can be pretty loud. She's got a tendency to praise her partners, and does enjoy flattering them if it gets a reaction. She also... cusses a lot. Unsurprisingly.

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Sinday Asks

[demcnsinmymind]

It’s sunday and I’m seeing all the fun things on my dash again but I’m never quite sure who’s really interested in getting things from the boy + I’m guessing some people might be in the same boat as me and aren’t sure if they can send stuff in the boy’s direction (yes! you can!!). Anyway, I figured I’d make an official “shipping call”. Like this to let me know that it’s okay for me to send you shippy/spicy things and/or that you’re interested in sending in stuff like this too. If you’re a mumu, feel free to tell me which muse we’re talking

Here’s what it means:

- since I’m not really the ‘I need extensive plotting first’ person, this doesn’t mean that I expect you to come to me and get into heavy plotting or talking about making anything a highly detailed and extensive ship. We totes can do that if you need to, but I won’t do this stuff on my own if I don’t have to. See my PSA what that means exactly

- it’s a quick heads up from your side to let me know that you’re interested, just in general

- it’s mostly about memes and starters, honestly

- shipping in this case means : open to casual sinday stuff, but also more meaningful friendships and other deeper bonds, alliances and what not

Here’s what it doesn’t mean:

- That I’m looking for deep cute-sy romantic relationship things that rely on exclusivity. Both the boy and I are aromantic. That’s not gonna happen, sorry.