#dreamyby

[fairyslight]

I was tagged by @lucaspinelli to put my spotify on repeat playlist on shuffle and post the first 10 songs that came on

Have fun with this mess I guess (also only one Taylor song please be proud of me!!)

1. Notorius by Malaa

2. Goldenes Handwerk by Die Ärzte

3. That Unwanted Animal by The Amazing Devil

4. Beiss mich by Megaherz

5. Nonsense by Sabrina Carpenter

6. Lavender Haze by Taylor Swift

7. Regret me by Daisy Jones & the Six

8. Ohne dich by Münchener Freiehit

9. Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy by Queen

10. Contagious by Avril Lavigne

I tag: @rashfcrd @wherepoetsdie @dreamybi @rowanhoney and @queensgcmbit 🥰

[gh0s1y]

thanks for tagging me @discoelysium2019

picking nine favourites were so hard, when depending on the day my favourites change all the time. so pls take these as just today's pick. these movies are, in order of appearance, not preferance:

the handmaiden/Gupi gayen, bagha bayen/Heathers/Pokemon the first movie/Stalker/Sorry to bother you/Dipu number two/The green knight/Howls moving castle

im gonna tag @ashido @mograa @arroyoelderbong @lawnhater @dreamybi @inwaters @takecaremp3 @seavoice and anyone else who wants to do it.

[deviationdivine]

Just heard your birthday passed, Happy Birthday!💙 Soz for being late!

Ahh thank you love! This is so nice. Don’t worry about being late. No one really knew until someone else dropped in a thing. lol It’s all good. Thank you so much! You are the sweetest but you should know that. 😘 ❤️

[selfships-in-spanish]

Hi! This is kinda awkward but I was wondering if you ever felt uneasy when first posting art/stories of Ona x Connor/Nines? I've only ever done a private rp of an oc x Nines but I feel nervous possibly posting art/stories of an oc x canon char bc I'm a little worried I'll be attacked for it, or get harrassed bc people like someone else's oc with a canon char more or dislike my oc. Did you have to deal with any of that? Should I just do it anyway? (if I ever get the motivation/courage to). Ty

Hello!!

Nah, not awkward hon! It’s okay to ask stuff you wanna know or want a second opinion of.

Of course I was uneasy!! There’s always something be fear and rejection or negative feedback will be always one. I was terrified of people hating Ona or me shipping her with Connor or Nines. People sometimes really cannot distinguish reality from fantasy and just hold onto something for life support, not realising that this thing isn’t exclusive for them and cannot have any rights over the characters or series. Sharing is caring. We all love “X” character, so please, let’s unite through that love and stop hating on each other.

For now I have only faced such positivity for Ona and Connor that I cannot help but feel very blessed and lucky. There was that anon picking on Ona, but eh, fuck them.  You may like her or be like, “okay that’s cute but I prefer___”, and that is completely okay. Nobody has to like her, but that doesn’t mean that people has to go to the creators and shit on them. Nope, bad.

Keep this in mind, it’s your OC, it’s your story you want to tell. No other OC is better or worse, it’s unique in their own way and it’s beautiful.

There are other artists in this fandom who draws “readers” or “OCs” and it’s okay. We are all adults and we can share. I saw OCs with Nines or Connor, hell, I’ve been asked to do commissions of them with other OCs and I was delighted to see more characters with our boys. I’ve been enjoying seeing more faces around here!

If, for example, people like Ona with Connor and they like it so much it’s like, their default or something, that’s so cool and I’m very honoured. But if another OC appears with Connor, they will not go to that other person with their OC and harass or attack them because “Ona is better, I like her better”. No. And if any of you do that, I will be very angry. You don’t want me angry.

OCs and selfships is a way to express our desires and ideas, a thing that sparks so much creativity that shouldn’t be frowned at at all. 

I hope this encourages you to post your stuff without fear! Nobody has rights over anybody (well, quantic dream but shhhhh) so literally anyone can’t tell you to stop shipping your OC because it’s wrong or shameful. Fuck those people, honestly.

[pynksunshine]

1, 65 and 94 for the weird asks :)

thank you for the asks!!!!

1. coffee mugs, tea cups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans?

wine glasses! not the actual wine tho. just like to drink out of the glasses and feel fancy

65. any permanent scars?

ive got these ones on each of my knees that i got when i had a bike crash and one tiny little one on my finger from when i was really little and cut my finger on a can

94. favorite season?

oof that’s hard. i love summer but with the lovely climate situation we’re in it’s been getting much too hot, so probably those little in between seasons of spring and summer and summer and fall!

[aweepingwillow]

tagged by @armstopraywith to post my lockscreen, last song i was listening to and last pic i saved to my phone, thank u kami 🌼🌼🌼 i tag @kafkaontheshore @dreamybi @the2headedcalf @belovedest and anyone else who wants to!!

[plantbutter]

tagged by @liebevoll ty angel 💗💗💗

tagging @fairiegardens @paperbackism @gh0stgirlfriend @dreamybi @jestter @wildersage @girloncouch :))

[blacksailsgf]

heya!! @midnightcitv tagged me to create a moodboard with 4 photos from pinterest by searching my name + favorite color + aesthetic. thank u diana!! 💫

tagging @treasureislandpdf @meanperson @7000s @darksidesofthegym @dreamybi but only if u want to!! 💐

[magdalenas]

tag 9 people you want to get to know better/catch up with !

tagged by @werewolvesoflondon, aaa ty julia ! 💗💗💗

favorite color: yellow !

last song: a burning hill by mitski :/

last movie: amores perros

last show (completed): stranger things

currently reading: a ton of different stuff for school lol

currently watching: naruto ... BELIEVE IT ! 😎

sweet, spicy, or savory: sweet

craving: grilled cheese ... a mango ... banana bread 🥭🍞

tea or coffee: both !

tagging @gloomybags, @angeltime, @shecstsy, @dreamybi, @pumablues, @fantasmasenlacasa, @strawberryinstantoatmeal, & @fainri

[howtodisassembleyourdeviant]

Your turn! Pass the happy! When you get this, say 5 things that make you happy, then send this to 10 people in your notifications! 

Thank you @uh-kitty-got-wet! I, too, enjoy being tagged!

Things that make me happy:

Connor (I can't help it. I'm obsessed.)

Singing (not very good at it, but it's a great outlet for my pent up energy)

Writing (also a great outlet!)

Receiving praise (I love knowing I'm doing a good job)

Storms (thunderstorms, snowstorms, etc. I love the exhilaration. I was even born on a stormy day)

Tagging:

@jungkookpleasejustloveme @witchjules @strangerfoundmahblog @shadowkat564 @dumb-ass-ghost @1nfinitywinx @galaxyteabreeze @ziggozag @dreamyby @favorite-slytherin-weirdo

You don't have to if you don't want to. Just for fun!

[melodiousramblings2point0]

A Touch of Pressure // Connor x Reader

Summary: It’s that time of the month and the pain is almost unbearable. Connor provides a solution to help you feel better...

2.5k Words~

Warnings: No explicit smut, but some suggestive language. Menstruation talk, but only in the context of cramp pain. Super cheesy bath time fluff.

A/N: Welcome to my first ever Connor x Reader!! I had something else entirely in mind for my first one, but after a particularly bad day of cramps sometime this month, the idea for this fic popped into my head and begged to be written. I’m so excited to finally share this, and I hope you enjoy~ !

Dedicated to @thirium-bae, @moonlit-void-to-the-far-unknown, @acreativitydump, @queefsofsilence, @dreamyby, and the rest of the baes! Thank you all so sooo much for welcoming me into this fandom and hyping the snippets of this I showed off.

Also on ao3!

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You’d been texting him sporadically throughout the day, as was usual by this point in your relationship. A message here, a message there, a prolonged chain during your lunch break, which happily coincided with Hank’s today. This, of course, meant Connor’s detailed report of Hank’s eating habits, bringing a chuckle to your lips, much needed on a day like this. You were smack dab in the middle of “sharkweek.” Your energy was low and the pain was nearly unbearable, the ibuprofen you took that morning only just now starting to kick in; it was a wonder you were getting through the workday at all. Only the thought of getting to see your beloved later tonight was keeping you going.

‘Is everything alright, Y/N? Your messages today don’t follow your normal texting patterns.’

Ah… Well, of course he’d pick up on that. How could he not, when his advanced processors could analyze anything in a manner of seconds, or less?

‘Yeeeaahh, just… It’s that time of the month and I rolled high on the cramps.’

You’d once described it as if you played a game every month and had to reroll your stats every time. Trying to explain your inconsistent menstrual symptoms to Connor had been… interesting, to say the least. But he quickly understood and this became your way of communicating them.

‘Oh. Is there anything I can do for you, my love? Anything you’d like for me to pick up on the way home?’

Despite your ongoing discomfort, a smile tugs at your lips, eyes staring lovingly at the screen of your phone. How considerate of him. Your natural instinct is to say no; you’d hate to be a bother to anyone, much less your sweetheart of a boyfriend, but you suddenly remember you were deeply craving chocolate the night before and couldn’t find any in your kitchen.

‘Ummmm, actually… I could go for some dark chocolate? :3’

A pause, and then, ‘Mission Accepted.’

You stifle a giggle and send him a kiss emoji before tucking your phone away to continue working, still in pain, but looking forward to getting home.

Since becoming a permanent member of the DPD, there was never any shortage of work for Connor to do, whether it was investigating a case with Hank, speeding through paperwork, assisting in interrogations, or getting pulled by the forensics department to test some evidence, his tongue’s sensors immensely faster and infinitely more accurate than their current equipment. As such, you typically arrived home before he did, with the occasional exception. You realize this must be one of those rare lucky days, as the lights are already on when you step into the apartment.

“Connor?” you call out as you set your purse on the coffee table, not yet seeing him.

“In the bathroom!” his warm voice calls back and you tilt your head in curiosity. The bathroom? What was he doing there? The deeper you walk into the apartment, the higher your curiosity piques, especially once the soothing scent of lavender wafts past your nose. Seriously, just what was he doing in there?

You step into the bathroom, breath catching in your throat.

In the middle of the room stands Connor, hands clasped behind his back, warm eyes looking at you expectantly, the hint of a crooked little smile on his lips - a smile that fills out a little more as he takes in both your reaction and the gradual, excited increase in your heart rate. His jacket and tie lay neatly folded on the counter next to the sink. The top two buttons of his white shirt are undone, allowing your gaze to admire the smooth expanse of his neck peeking from under his collar. The swirling blue of his LED glows bright in the dim light of the room. The source? A half-dozen strategically placed lavender-scented candles.

Behind him, your bathtub is somewhat full, the water level high enough to accommodate two people without overflowing, a smattering of rose petals floating on its surface. A box of chocolates sits waiting on the corner of the bathtub’s edge.

You don’t realize your hands are covering your mouth until you try to speak, lowering them immediately to do so. “Connor, what- What is all this?”

“I did some research after our conversation at lunch. Common home treatments to ease menstrual cramps include taking pain-relievers, exercise, applying a heating pad to your stomach or lower back, taking a hot bath, having an orgasm, and resting. I assumed you would’ve already taken a pain-reliever and, to my knowledge, you tend to lack the energy and motivation for exercise during this time. I’ve noticed in the past you would sometimes sit with your hands behind your lower back, to apply pressure there. I thought I’d combine that technique with a hot bath to help alleviate your pain while you relax. And there’s the chocolate you asked for, of course.” His explanation is about as extensive and analytical as could get for an android, but all the thought put into it, the soothing tone of his voice, the rich warmth of his brown eyes, and all the extra little details that he didn’t need to include but did anyway, all of that was undeniably human, a physical display of his love for you. Your heart flutters.

Entering further into the bathroom, you walk up to him and place your hands on his chest, peering up into his deep chocolate hues, ready to ask him to help you undress, but that list of home remedies replays in your head and you realize he’s skipped one of them. Lips curling into a smirk, you decide to tease him about it. “Correct me if I’m wrong, my love, but did you say ‘having an orgasm’? You gave a reason for or against every other remedy on that list except that one.” 

You can’t help the splitting grin that spreads across your face now, especially at the sight of your boyfriend’s LED momentarily blinking yellow at his temple in thought. Arms sliding over his shoulders, you pull him closer to murmur in his ear. “Any particular reason you avoided that one?”

Oh, but Connor, there is no outwitting Connor. Matching tease for tease, your android lover responds in turn, the breath he doesn’t need ghosting across your ear. Strong hands settle on your hips, pulling you flush against him. “I figured I’d leave that option open for you to decide, Y/N.”

Sighing against him, you nuzzle into his collar and press a kiss to his neck, savoring the sound it pulls from his throat. “Mmmm, I guess we’ll see what happens then. But I will gladly accept that bath first.” With a breathless chuckle, you turn your head, Connor meeting you halfway for a kiss, slow and lingering while your hands slide down the front of his shirt to undo the buttons one by one. He, in turn, runs his hands up your sides, pushing your blouse up your torso, your skin tingling at his touch. You both break the kiss to continue undressing each other, not without stealing a handful more kisses here and there until the last article of clothing hits the tile floor.

Connor pulls away from you to turn and slip a hand into the water, humming in satisfaction. “The water should be at optimal temperature to provide relief without overheating your skin.”

“Mm, thank you, Con.” Watching him climb into the bathtub, you wonder what on Earth you’d done to deserve someone so wonderful and loving. He would never ask it of you, but you’ve already decided you will thank him greatly for this later.

“Care to join me, my love?” Connor looks at you expectantly from where he’s settled himself in the bath, holding a hand out for you to take. “This is for you after all.”

“Of course,” you reply with a chuckle, placing your hand in his for support as you climb into the tub. “Just couldn’t help but admire your handsome face for a second there.”

Pleased with your admission, Connor tilts his head, the corner of his lips curving upward into a smirk. “Ah, shouldn’t I be the one flattering you?”

“Not if you don’t mean it.”

“You know I do.”

Humming contentedly, you settle in between his legs, the planes of your body molding to his as you rest on top of him, chest to chest, with your head on his shoulder. The water feels absolutely amazing against your skin, just hot enough to relax your muscles and ease you into a calm, further helped by the scent of lavender that fills the room, not to mention the comforting presence of your loved one, his arms wrapping around you as he presses a kiss to your temple. You slide a hand between your joined bodies to search for the spot where you know Connor’s thirium pump resides, smiling into his shoulder once you do.

“Y/N?”

“I like to feel your heartbeat. It’s calming.” Closing your eyes, you let yourself get lost in the sensation of his heart against your hand, of the synthetic rise and fall of his chest against yours, your body enveloped by the strong safety of his. You wouldn’t trade this moment for anything in the world.

You’re just about to start dozing off when you feel Connor’s hands against your lower back, fingers digging into the skin, sliding further down until you groan into his shoulder in a mixture of pain and relief. “Mmm, right there, Con… A little harder…” You feel another press of lips against your temple and Connor begins massaging your lower back, long fingers rubbing slow circles against the soreness centered there. Groan falling from your lips, you grip his upper arm with your free hand, squeezing as he works to ease the pain from which you’re currently suffering.

“Shiiit, thank you Connor. You have no idea how amazing this is. I swear I’m this close to falling asleep here.”

“Normally, I’d advise against falling asleep in the tub, but if you were to do so, I would keep you safe until you woke up.”

Sighing, you open your eyes and lift your head to look at him, admiring his face in the gentle candlelight; sharp cheekbones and powerful jawline, soft lips you’d kiss for hours, eyes rich brown and deep like swirling chocolate fondue, that little tuft of silky rebel hair that falls away from his immaculate haircut, the circular LED at his temple - the only currently visible evidence that he was made and not born, that under his skin lies a plastic android shell, and under that lies metal and wires and microprocessors and flowing thirium. You lift your hand from his chest to cup the side of his face, the tip of your finger tracing the path of circular blue. But LED indicator or not, he is every bit alive, and no matter what is under his skin, you’d still love him with every fiber of your being, not an ounce less.

“I know you would,” you whisper. Lips meet in a soft, slow kiss, molding together, caressing, tongues sliding past each other and savoring the taste of the other. You love kissing him. Connor is your sweet poison and his lips are the antidote.

Only when your need for air becomes too great and only then do you finally part from his mouth, forehead pressing to his as you inhale, your body warm from more than just the hot water of the bath. This entire time his hands are still working at your lower back. “I love you,” you breathe against him.

“I love you too, Y/N,” he replies without hesitation, with a conviction that makes you shiver.

You kiss him again, throwing an arm around his shoulders, your other hand sliding into his hair. Connor runs a hand up your back, anchoring you to his chest, groaning into your mouth when you suckle on his lower lip between your teeth. Pulling back, his voice is strained, and you begin to feel the reason why pressing into your thigh. “Y/N, I won’t be able to resist you if you keep that up.”

“Mmm, sorry Con, can’t help it. I just need to kiss you. Every chance I get.”

“I assure you, I feel the same, but unless you’re ready to try that orgasm remedy, I ask that you do not overload my sensors, love.”

Laughing, you pull back, covering your face with a hand, happiness bubbling in your chest. Fuck, you’re just so in love with him and everything that he is, from all his initial android quirks to the little personality traits he’s picked up since even before officially deviating. Connor watches you quietly, head tilting, curious at your reaction. “Mmm, sorry,” you mutter between giggles, dropping your hand to press a kiss to his cheek. Your fingertips glide down his chest. “Tell you what. You’re taking such good care of me right now, why don’t I show you my gratitude and take care of you after we finish our bath?”

His LED flashes yellow, whirring rapidly at the slight seductive edge in your tone. Dark eyebrows rise in intrigue. It isn’t easy to fluster Connor, the android formerly sent by CyberLife, who could readily take down an entire squadron of armed men. Oh, but it is so exciting when you do.

“Yes,” he answers, briefly tightening his grip around you. “That would be… quite acceptable.”

“Good,” you whisper, pressing your lips to his once more, eager to taste him at every opportunity. Connor takes full advantage of this, tongue probing at the cavern of your mouth. He smirks as he draws a moan from your lips.

Once you’ve both had your temporary fill, you twist in his embrace until you’re sitting in his lap, with your back to his chest. The sight of the floating rose petals makes you smile and you pluck one from the water, tilting your head back to run it down the side of his face. “What made you think of the roses? And the candles?”

Connor briefly closes his eyes at the touch, simply enjoying the sound of your voice and the weight of your body against his. Chocolate-caramel eyes reopen and he answers, looking at you sincerely. “Roses are your favorite. And lavender is commonly used in aromatherapy to promote wellness and reduce anxiety, stress, and perhaps even mild pain.”

Smiling at him, you kiss his cheek and nuzzle his jawline. “And it’s all a very sweet romantic touch, Connor. Thank you.” His stunning gaze reminds you of the chocolates he’d brought for you and you reach for the box, grinning upon opening the delicious assortment. You pop one into your mouth as Connor sets to continue where he left off in easing your pain, fingers pressing into your lower stomach, circling the area below your bellybutton and the spaces between stomach and hips. Sighing, you relax against him, head against his shoulder, closing your eyes once more. The bittersweet chocolate rolls around in your mouth. “Mmm, Connor that’s wonderful…”

“I detect a significant drop in tension from your body, as well as increased levels of serotonin.” Connor’s mouth is at your ear, the low tone of his voice bringing a shiver down your spine. “Am I correct in guessing you’re feeling better?”

Voice breathy, you respond. “Much, thanks to you.”

Satisfied, he presses a kiss to your neck and stays there, murmuring against your skin. “Mission Accomplished.”

[miranorrington]

NAME: I'll leave it at Nat.

ALIAS(ES)/HANDLE(S): here you may know me as dreamyby

IS YOUR MUSE OVER 18?  Yes / No (multiple muses; Bit (A.I.) has the appearance/attitude of a young adult)

WHEN WAS YOUR BLOG ESTABLISHED? July 2019

– W R I T I N G –

ARE YOU SELECTIVE ABOUT WHO YOU WRITE WITH ON THIS BLOG?

No (anyone)  / Semi (most people) /  Yes (some people)  /  Highly (few people)  / Private (mutuals only)

ARE YOU SELECTIVE ABOUT WHO YOU FOLLOW ON THIS BLOG?

No (anyone)  / Semi (most people) /  Yes (some people)  /  Highly (few people)  / Private (mutuals only)

IF YOUR MUSE IS CANON, HOW MUCH DO YOU ADHERE TO CANON?

Not at all  /  A little (Headcanons)  /  Some  /  Mostly  /  Strictly  /  Not Applicable

WHAT POST LENGTHS DO YOU WRITE?

One Liners /  Single-Para  /  Multi-Para / Novella

DO YOU USE ICONS AND/OR GIFS?

No  /  Gifs  /  Icons  /  Yes (in profile creation)

DO YOU WRITE ON OTHER PLATFORMS?

No  /  Yes

WHAT LEVEL OF PLOTS DO YOU WRITE?

Unplotted  / Open-Ended Plots (set up a meeting and see what happens) /  Semi-Plotted (one or two steps ahead) / Fully Plotted Epics (plotted beginning, middle, and end) (I have ideas all over the place)

HOW QUICKLY DO YOU USUALLY RESPOND TO THREADS?

Very Slow (more than a month)  /  Slow (3-4 weeks)  / Average (1-2 weeks)  /  Fast (less than one week) /  Very Fast (less than three days)  

WHAT TYPES OF THEMES DO YOU LIKE? (feel free to add!)

Fluff /  Angst  / Smut (maybe at some point) /  Violence  / Tragedy /  Domestic  / Family / Conversational / AU / (just about anything)

WHAT GENRES DO YOU LIKE? (feel free to add!)

High Fantasy  / Supernatural  / Science Fiction  / Historical / Horror  /  Comedy/Romantic  /  Drama  /  Action  / Adventure  /  Espionage / Dark Fantasy / (just about anything)

ARE THERE ANY THEMES YOU’RE UNCOMFORTABLE WRITING ON YOUR BLOG? (not triggers)

No  /  Yes  / Sometimes

DO YOU HAVE ANY TRIGGERS?  HOW DO YOU REQUEST IT TAGGED?

No  / Yes (maybe one; graphic gore; tag it by name)

– S H I P P I N G –

WHAT TYPES OF RELATIONSHIPS ARE YOU OPEN TO?

Romantic  /  Platonic  /  Familial

WHAT TYPES OF PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIPS ARE YOU OPEN TO?

Romantic  /  Platonic  /  Familial

No  /  Chemistry Only /  Yes

DO YOU HAVE NOTPS?

No / Yes (depends; I don't like certain canon ships)

WHAT IS YOUR MUSE’S SEXUAL ORIENTATION?

Heterosexual (Bit) /  Heteroflexible  / Bisexual (Mira, Elina) /  Pansexual  /  Homoflexible  / Homosexual  /Demisexual  / Sapiosexual  /  Asexual (Mari)

WHAT IS YOUR MUSE’S ROMANTIC ORIENTATION?

Heteroromantic (Bit) /  Heteroflexible  / Biromantic (Mira, Elina) /  Homoflexible  /  Homoromantic / Panromantic /  Demiromantic /  Sapioromantic  /  Aromantic (Mari)

ARE YOU COMFORTABLE WRITING SMUT?

No /  Selectively  /  Yes  

HOW EARLY IN A RELATIONSHIP DO YOU SHIP ROMANTICALLY?

Autoship  /  During plotting  /  After a couple IC interactions  /  Several IC interactions / Slow burn /  Never / It depends if they click and the mun and I talk sure / Sometimes I just like the ship.

ARE YOU OPEN TO TOXIC SHIPS?

No /  Selectively /  Yes

ARE YOU OPEN TO PROBLEMATIC SHIPS? (incest, canon history, age difference, complicated, etc.)

No  /  Selectively  /  Yes

ARE YOU OPEN TO POLYSHIPPING?

No /  Selectively  /  Yes  /  Maybe

ARE YOU AN EXCLUSIVE SHIPPER?

No / Sometimes /  Yes 

DOES CRACK SHIPPING EVER HAPPEN?

No  /  Yes

Tagged by @alexiscryotek

Tagging: @deviated-detective @ruthlessnessisyourdesire @coffee-and-guns @cora-lives-here

[kyarymell]

CHAPTER 14 of See You in the Morning is up!

Pairing: Human!Connor x Reader / RK800 x Reader

Rating: Mature

Summary: ON HIATUS 11/03/2019 After losing the one you love, an accident causes you to fall into a coma. Finding yourself waking up 100 years into the future with barely enough time to grieve, you’re greeted by an android who’s the spitting image of your lover.

Note: Chapter dedicated to: JustAEcho, DeviantHunter_51, ConAndOnAndOn, alittlecreeper, tinmiss1939, Starsiny0ureyes, zebracakes, pretty_loud, spacescaptain, Yaboi678, Rei, Mica., FrostyBlueFox, Raven Moore, jjane, Dreamyby, Exaigon, xTornx, Sheila Calhoun, Tropfenlady and my lurkers, my tumblr readers- thanks so much for sticking with me.

Tagging: @tropfenlady @mysticalkhfan @malanoches @stphxm @negotiator-on-site @dbhtrashftw

[deviationdivine]

Thank you for existing. 💞 Send this to 10 people you think deserve a sweet and kind message in their inbox. 💕✨

Aaaaaaaa Dreamy my love! Thank you bae. ILU to pieces. ❤️❤️

[fearlessandchaotic]

thirium-bae a parlé de vous dans un billet

…@tropfenlady @etherealcel@justashamwithwastedpotiental @01010010-posts @ fearlessandchaotic @dreamyby @nefelibatawritings @selfships-in-spanish @kyarymell…

LET ME LOVE YOU <3 <3 <3

[deviationdivine]

Pass the happy! 💕💕 When you get this, reply with 5 things that make you happy and send this to the last 10 people in your notifications! 💕💖💛💝

Aww let’s get happy! This is just a few:

1. My family (naturally)

2. All of my followers ( 😘 )

3. The lovely anons who send me asks (I have more to respond to for you lovelies so stay tuned!)

4. Writing/Reading/Aesthetic Editing (Creative outlets/hobbies are my soul)

5. Lastly my android husband Connor (because he is why I have this blog & the reason I am back into gaming ❤️)

Thank you for sending me this sweetie! ilu