#event inspiration

[nighthawkes]

your daily walks wrapped

you soaked up 10,985 minutes of sunshine, rain, and other weather

you walked past 4,073 individuals you would describe as the most beautiful person in the world

you bore witness to 23% more of your local area than last year—good job!

you saw 3 of the weirdest dogs you will ever see in your life

you noticed 18 people visibly, tenderly in love with each other

you smelled 243 flowering plants & shrubs

you drank 267 delicious beverages

you were kissed invisibly and imperceptibly by 117 bumble bees and butterflies

you were witness to 87,441,289 gorgeous leaves

[greenmp3]

sometimes in knitting you just have to go 'nobody but me will notice this mistake' and keep going

[villowrose]

Boop!

Happy April booping everybody!!!

[astearisms]

fionna and cake drawings before and after watching the episodes so far. it’s nostalgic and somehow cathartic and poignant and relatable and—it just started

[tidalst]

They drinking hot chocolate & watching the fireworks for NYE :) ((Made for @mostlymaudlin's #foxynewyear2024 event!))

[tiyoin]

imagine how lowkey boring it is at nrc?

like yes teenage boys are their own form of entertainment, but no drama?? no gossip??

having no girls there would be awful because where’d all the gossip go? all the petty drama?? the groups of girls who’d leave all at once to go to the bathroom? the relief you would get whenever you were in a room full with guys and then hearing a girl’s voice would no longer happen.

the days of a girl walking up to talk to you just because.

the friendships are so much different too, not just because they’re from a different world, have magic and are guys, but because there’s no crutch.

there’s no familiarity all the guys have. no longer can you laugh about being around another girl so long you guys have synched, no more sly glances whenever a cute guy passes- no more talking about cute guys period.

no more bonding with other girls over outfits or accessories or how annoying deodorant is. no laughing at horrible joke only you two would get- the guys would just give you a strange look or call you stupid.

no one to call up whenever your bored- ace and deuce and the rest of the first years are great, but… it’s not the same.

of course you missed your freedom of driving around, blasting music with your fruity little drinks. or going house shopping together, driving through neighborhoods as you muse about the future life you want to live.

conversations are bit… more boring now that you’re on your own….

no more cuddling just because you were lonely and needed a friend, no more inside jokes that only you two girls would get, no more having someone attached to your hip without people making it weird.

being friends with guys is great! no real need for dramatics or petty gossip. no having to worry about anyone sleeping with a someone’s boyfriend. or about the incest-uist friend groups that would form.

but… you missed other girls.. the solidarity, the support and the comfort…

never thought i’d have to write this about a post.

you all can have your different experiences, but don’t shit on me and the people who relate to this. do not come into my comments and spread negativity because it’s not wanted nor necessary.

this relates to me so i wrote it. i thought about how my life in twisted wonderland would be and how my interpersonal relationships today will effect it / an oc character. it’s not an evil post if you guys can’t relate or if find my perspective different from your own.

you’re always welcome to share your experiences or how you relate differently to it and that��s completely fine, i even welcome it. because having more than one perspective is always welcomed.

if you’re taking my word as canon/ gospel and are therefore angry, then stop. these aren’t even headcanons, it’s just an ‘imagine’ post.

[crushmeeren]

MDNI — all parties 18+/aged up; if that bothers you scroll or block me. NSFW below.

Head empty except for this scenario with Bakugou...

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You straddle Katsuki’s waist while you’re in bed together at night. The low, warm glow of the lamp on your bedside table casts shadows over his handsome face.

Both of you are naked, his heated skin flush against yours. It’s quiet in the background, the stillness is beyond comforting, and you can hear the crickets outside your window.

You plant your hands beside his head and dip down to kiss him — over and over until you get dizzy.

His tongue effortlessly pushes past your lips, playing with yours as he grips your ass, nails sinking in and spreading you open so wide it burns. Your hips lift off his lap instinctually.

“Katsukiii,” you choke on his name. Your desire for him is running your voice ragged. Your head tilts up towards the ceiling, breath catching when his fingers trail down. He teases them between your lips, eager to see just how wet you are.

“What baby?” He coos, dipping the tip of his finger inside you. “You want my cock? Is that it? Then fucking say it,” He demands hotly, pressing the words into your throat.

You nod jerkily, spine straightening a bit until your breasts are shoved into his face.

“Yeah, yes — I want your dick Katsuki,” you reply breathily, no hesitation at all.

“Fucking of course you do. You’ve got a needy little pussy don’t you, princess?” He sneers, reaching up to close the distance as he sucks one of your nipples in between his lips.

Katsuki’s stupid hot and you can’t even respond, thick thighs squeezing his hips as you gasp, leaning into the sweet warmth of his mouth. Your cheeks burn when his tongue flicks over your perky bud.

A frustrated whine slips past your lips, and Katsuki smacks the back of your thigh as a warning, but he releases his hold on you anyways.

You jolt forward, unable to help the way you crowd into his space. You drop your forehead to rest on his, and Katsuki tenderly kisses the side of your mouth.

Biting the tip of your tongue, you hold yourself back from panting like a dog when his fingers trail over your pussy again. He sneaks the middle one down to rub slow circles into your swollen clit, sending pulses of pleasure throughout your pelvis.

You can’t wait, you have to touch him.

Your hand snakes between your thighs, curling it around the base of his cock. You stroke him a few times, just wanting to feel his silky warm skin in your palm. Needing to feel the full weight of it.

Katsuki’s husky moan dances in the air, cock jumping when you squeeze him. It’s barely there but it’s raspy — and it rolls over you entirely.

Your arousal suffocates you, unbearably desperate for him to stretch you out and make you cum.

Apparently, he can’t wait either. Katsuki grips your hips, rolling you both until you’re on your back, and settles in between your thighs where he belongs.

He wastes no time, using his thumb to angle the head of his cock to split your pussy, pushing all the way to the hilt with one fluid motion. It makes your head tilt back into the mattress with a loud cry of his name.

Calloused fingers grip your chin, digging in and wrenching your head back so he can stare you down. His pupils are dilated, lids gone heavy, and he wears a borderline manic smile when he speaks.

“I’m gonna fuck you until you cry for me.”

And he does.

[goryhorroor]

horror sub-genres: lovecraftian/cosmic

[emry-stars-art]

I have what I hope will be a fun little surprise theme for my April doodles - so I drew a(nother) thing for @anon-lemon stray cat Neil au because I still ABSOLUTELY ADORE it

Andrew knows the dangers of falling for the tummy scratches trick

[piizunn]

butch/twink

2024

quilted white scrap fabric text on a black shirt that reads “BUTCH TWINK”

[keyotosprompts]

love's possessing me ⋆⭒˚｡⋆

ur fav tropes (with variations) + microtropes

⇴ person a + person b are both looking for each other, and they wander all around the place until they finally meet in the middle, where they both crash into each other

⇴ enemies to lovers (kind of) because they're in opposite factions that feud. until one day they run into each other on accident, immediately want to kill the other, and get trapped together. slowly, they discover that their own factions are awful, and they must work together to stop injustice (mk storyline!!!)

⇴ super serious and put together b turns into pure mush at the sight of a. i'm talking the brain stopped functioning call 911 bc we think they suffered brain damage. no they're just in love with person a.

⇴ having their own secret code. whether it be hand signs behind their backs, secret looks, or secret touches—as long as it's a secret then i will eat it up.

⇴ getting so tired that person b falls and person a has to catch them. person b ends up laying their head on person a's shoulder, and person a is now stuck with person b

⇴ "i'm not falling in love" and they fall the hardest (idc how used it is i will eat it up until i die)

⇴ person b admiring how person a brightens up any room when they get excited. "the look of love" as some would call it

⇴ two people that help each other heal. they've both had rough pasts, and when they meet each other—initially they hate it but—things start to mend (hometown cha cha cha anyone???)

⇴ banter and teasing at first meeting, but the more they get to know each other, the more they begin to connect.

⇴ person a + person b fighting over who has to sleep on the couch (they're staying at the other person's house), until they both agree on sleeping in the same bed together

⇴ friends to lovers but the other party did not consider them friends. (yikesssss)

⇴ "you lied to me! you kept lying straight to my face! and you expect me to forgive you?" "what are you talking about?! did you never get my letter?" "what letter?" (oh ur cooked)

⇴ "you deserve better than me." "that's not your decision to make, that's mine."

⇴ person a literally thinking they're the worst person in the world, and then there's person b, who can fight through the darkness and find the light

⇴ "you wouldn't understand!" "then tell me. i just want to listen."

⇴ person a's overworking themselves, so person b has to manually close their computer and put away their work and force them to sleep

⇴ person a stays up for person b to get home, but falls asleep. person b takes a ton of photos of them and then carries them to bed (and joins them later snuggling them ofc)

hey guys! keyotos here. this is a little out of my lane but i created this post for my writing event on my writing blog. but anyone else, feel free to use these and lmk if u guys like content similar to this!

[oki-coma]

"Unless you fight the inevitable, you'll never know if it truly was" [x]

[californiatowhee]

old fashioneds and tipsy daydreaming

bonus: the subsequent drunk texting

extra bonus, if you made it this far: what happens next, in fic form (spoiler: Phoenix and Miles kiss)

Behavioral Phenomenon | Phoenix/Edgeworth | 2.5k

[jomteaaa]

when it comes to you, tsukishima finds himself being protective of you without even trying.

he hears your worries about the same friend for maybe the hundredth time, about how they got mad at you for something incredibly harmless and for you being you. he rolls his eyes at your friend's overbearing insecurity and their lack of taste in people as he seemingly reads his book. he had suggested you find a better friend, but you insist they make you happy. he scoffs at that. he himself already makes you happy, why would you need someone else who can't even give you half the joy he does? he doesn't say that though, instead he insists in turn that he comes along with you the next time you two meet. he can already imagine yamaguchi surprised at him for volunteering to go to a social gathering.

"you won't scare them off?" you make him promise and as much as he wants to make them feel sorry for ever hurting you, he sighs and promises. on that day, he stands right behind you, keeping an eye out for every single interaction you have with your friend. you introduce kei, and his looming expression doesn't change. he sees their uncomfortable smile and avoiding of his gaze, and couldn't help but smirk. you nudge him with your elbow, and tsukishima ruffles your hair. "don't worry, pipsqueak." he says, keeping his voice low.

tsukishima isn't a fan of any sort of pda, but throughout the entire time, he makes sure to have some sort of physical contact with you. it could be an arm around your shoulders, or just rubbing soothing circles on the back of your hand. the last thing he wants is you feeling anxious about your friend, despite you assuring him you were perfectly ok. you know his well intentions, and at the end of the day when your friend has left, you treat him to strawberry shortcake.

"what's this?" he asks as he digs his fork into the cake. you intertwined your fingers with his free hand.

"just for you being, well, you." you grin and he melts like he always do when you smile at him. he gives you the first bite.

"you're gonna be the death of me, love."

[erabu-san]

Imitate

Bonus Tighnari's POV :

[luchaaa]

revali and a no-good very-bad case of ‘why does every child i meet think im married with a wife and kids’ (+ the aftermath)