#hnnnn thank you;;;;;;;;;;;;;

[trashcanwithsprinkles]

Wow, I'm mad at myself for being late to the favorite fic subject coming up /j

Personally, I'm a huge sucker for cya and have itysg as a second(however, if we decide to count your other fics then... itysg would be third while your smile makes me smile would be second). I think it's the amount of world building that makes it so interesting for me along with the fact that it takes place before the archon war. Like, there hardly passes a day where cya doesn't just... scoot right over into my thoughts making it kinda hard to reread cause it know it so well </3.

I am sad to say that I haven't checked out BitA yet. When I first saw it while looking for some other fic of yours to read, I didn't really like apocalypse stories much. I might check it out though cause I'm a lot more open to those kinds of stories now. I also remember starting every good intention, but I don't remember why I stopped... I think I had to get off my phone for a bit and just... forgot to continue? Idk I really should check those two...

You really get me Sprinkles- those murder mystery fics are so good! I remember reading one of genshin that was also mixed with a time loop and I just ate it up-(it was sadly discontinued and then deleted from ao3, but not before I managed to download it for future offline reading-) I'm honestly interested in those wriolette ones you mentionned, may I have a few recs if you don't mind? I need more wriolette in my life.

i do in fact have some wriolette murder mystery / cop mystery recs

A Match Made in France by oooohscar - not a murder mystery per se but it does contain mystery investigations. it's basically furina trying to matchmake neuvillette and wriothesley and she quickly discovers they work well as investigation partners? and so she starts trying to get them to investigate things together, but then shit gets out of hand. it's so fucking good and so fucking funny. like it's pre-reveal furina but i can forgive the mild ooc and- y'know, furina portrayal pre-trauma-reveal (?) just because it's so well written and hilarious (and also she's not portrayed entirely as a brat, i find her more absurdly histrionic than anything). also it's not just furina pov, it switches between all of them. it's incomplete but updating, and absolutely worth a read

The Gambler's Debt by Marsrevale - much more serious than the one above, this one is a murder mystery through and through. the mystery is still only starting, so it probably has a long way to go, but i'm patient so i'll keep up. it's basically neuvillette and clorinde going to investigate a series of murders in the fortress of meropide (this is a sort of modern au so meropide is a gambling house / hotel i think) and wriothesley is the main suspect, but there's also stuff going on between neuvillette and wriothesley bc they knew each other long ago but only wriothesley recognizes him. idk how else to describe it, it's really intriguing so far, i hope the mystery pans out nicely

Hold my hand, never let me go by Jinnmi - also a proper murder mystery, this one is about what is essentially a branch of fontaine's police force for criminal investigation led by wriothesley and the many interconected cases they have to solve. neuvillette is sent as a consultant to keep an eye on them, but ends up basically joining the team as they all try to solve a big case that seems to threaten the country whole and is also somehow connected to wriothesley's past. this one is very good, the murders might be a bit too gruesome for sensitive people? but still, really nice. i love the unsettling vibe of whatever the one behind this all is planning, the suspense is also really good. still updating and i rush to it every time a new chapter comes out, it had me in a chokehold when i first found it.

hope those sound interesting!

[jazzzzzzhands]

Heyoo! It's @partycoffin's Birthday! So have a Wally in a Birthday suit! I had a lot of fun designing clothes for him! Pastel looks really good on him UwU <333 Have a lovely Birthday!

[shittylongcat]

Tell Jumin I said hello! And that he has to give you back and feet rubs if you had to work today!!

Muah! 💋💋

Ouhhh!!! He said hi back and asked if you know how zenny (with his pretty white fur) is doing lol

That would be great! Except for the feet rubs- they tickle too much🤣🙈😅 hope you have a good evening! Sending you lots of huggies!💜

[emmetrain]

anonymous asked;;

HEY FELLA HOW DO YOU DO? DO YOU WANT A

[SHINY LUVDISC]

TO IMPRESS YOUR [boy who is a friend] THEN I CAN PROVIDE!

JUST TRUST SPAMTON GPORY SPAMGON! AND PROVIDE YOUR TRAINER CARD ON THE LINK BELOW!

[CLICK HERE] it is NOT PAINTED I SWEAR!

Emmet would not lie--the way this person speaks sounds too interesting not to establish a good connection! He almost thought the note was a spam mail! Thanks trains that he took a closer a look!

"I am Emmet. A gift for a boyfriend, you say?" The Luvdisc is so friend-shaped for Emmet to part from it, but... "Thanks for the gift! I... I guess I will follow the rules?" His boyfriend better appreciate him better than Emmet could ever--because he rrrrreally wants to keep this golden little friend! Who is... probably not painted... Hmm..

"Spamton, you said your name was? Please visit the Battle Subway sometime so I can show you my appreciation with a great battle!"

[lupuslxna]

"How to make Lavi cooperate with you? Former Clan Apprentice?" The man laughed before fixing both the Alpha and vet with a dark look that held both anger and envy; ignoring the rest of the people in the room. "Have you seen King Kong, the old one. In black and white? Same thing. I'd drug him. Tie him up and put him in a cage. And even then, I'd be very careful with that young man." A scoff. "This.. Bookman. Certainly has taken a taste for ignoring ancient orders - and rules. Wouldn't expect him to follow yours."

⊰ ☾ ⊱~; Emotions rushed over him like blood did through his body, filling up every part of him the faster the mind and heart raced against the other; those words uttered were nothing but irking the wolf within. Like a tiny, innocent twitch tugging at his flesh as he tried to remain silent, Derek's fingertips dug deeper and deeper into his skin, creating crimson crescents that bled right back into a fading pink. His supernatural healing only enabling the werewolf to bleed without any blood being spilled, silent and unnoticed it only stung him whilst vanishing as the moon did when the morning came to shine.

The only reason why his claws were not piercing and tearing out those vocal cords from the other males throat, was the simple reminder that Lavi was more than able and capable of defending himself; something he had proven so many times. Alas, to bite his tongue and seal his lips, whilst something he had learned to hold up strongly, in order not to be overwhelmed by the rage that his mouth could spark up the moment the lips would part. Almost as if his own bitterness would spread like venom, infecting those who would hear him; by all means it was something he had paid for many times. Derek was simply furious right now tho. What was said with such mockery in the tone, laced with a little of want that Derek very well could recognize, almost triggered him into a full shift. If that were to happen, Derek honestly wondered if he would be able to hold himself back, as the memories of his lonesome roaming through strangers woods ad land came flooding back. Treated like a brainless beast he would be forced to endure whatever his body and mind were put through; most of the time it was the body that forced was into acts which burned themselves into his brain like a negative of a photograph waiting to develop every time the flashbacks scratched at the gray area of his brain. Walls high and wide, those were put up in order to shroud them into full darkness, letting them rest there like an unatoned sins that no holy spirit nor god could extinguish. Teeth gritting together, the lycan let his hands drop down to each side of his body, expression rid of any emotions as he spoke with an even and calm tone, chilling like an icy shower dripping down ones skin. "Careful. Comparing a monkey to a real ' beast', Kong was a mocking example of a human concept how to tame something akin to them.... what you are dealing with is more akin to a wildfire. Only an idiot tries to subdue it into a cage...tch. "A mocking smirk curled those lips upwards, sharp canine teeth peeking just shyly from underneath. "Then again, I shouldn't expect more from a circus chimpanzee. "

[diofasolia]

Ok I may not have any cool gift to give you but nobody can stop me from doing huggies :3

Awwwwwwwwww Blue!!!!!!!

Yesss come here you sweet palletuniverse (･ω･)つ⊂(･ω･)(･ω･)つ⊂(･ω･)(･ω･)つ⊂(･ω･)

[rintoki]

yea i think it’s drakemma c: but sin is cuter and 100% canon

anon i

i love u guys so much <3

[forecast-rain]

mleh bookmark bar sucks now :/

[starry-toya]

List five things that make you happy, then put this in the ask box of the last ten people who reblogged something from you. Spread the positivity ✨💛🌻

The rain

Cup noodles

Wearing cute jewellery

Chilling w friends

Hot showers

:) thx for the ask!!!

[hanwiore]

onyankapon x blackfemreader!

Genre: Sexy Hot Nasty Ass Smut

“Mmph!” Your eyes roll back as rough big hands held over your mouth, fingers sliding off the white clean sink and your thigh almost slipping off of it. Your foot that was on the floor and still in your pink marc jacob slides curl and grip on it. “Shut that shit up right now.” A slap was made to your ass cheek and you cry out through his spit covered fingers. Your back was arched and you open your eyes to look in the bathroom mirror.

Onyankapon stands there thrusting ruthlessly in your fat tight cunt, one hand covering your mouth as the other held your thigh that was on top of the sink in place, your short white nails gripping the sink and one hand falls to ony’s lower stomach, you moan and thankful his hand around your mouth was holding you back cause your face would have fallen on the mirror. “O-ony pleaseuuhhh” your voice is muffled and quiet, “what i say huh?” Gold one row grill sitting on his pretty white teeth as he spoke angrily in your ear. Hand now on your neck and his other hand smacking your thigh harshly.

Tears started to form and now he moved closer, chin on your shoulder and he thrusted up, circling his hips into you like he hated you. You almost thought he did until he moaned loudly when your pussy tightened up, signaling your upcoming orgasm. “Y-you always fuckin- shit. Always playin with me like you don’t give a fuck.” His hand on your neck tightened, your thighs shook and you made eye contact with him in the mirror.

“I don’t give a fuck, a-about your damn commitment issues. You hear me?” The hand that was on your neck smacks your cheek lightly to make sure you were listening, you gasp and whine “y-yes ony ohmygosh. please please, i-im so sorry hnnn.” You didn’t mean to ghost ony for a week, you just got so detached from your phone you forgot someone actually cared for you and wanted to speak to you all the time and make sure you were okay. You hear him grumbling on the side of you but you just couldn’t think.

First he kisses your shoulder, then your cheek and neck. He turns your head towards him so you guys can go in for a sloppy kiss, exchanging moans all while he deep in your tummy. “Pussy so good and y-you was finna leave me hm? Make me feel so fuckin good mama.”

You’re gonna fucking cum.

The way he looks at you with low eyes and the way he rasp his sentences.

“Ony” it was different…this orgasm was different. You felt like crying and it was so hard to breath. Your lips formed a pout and you felt your eyes burning with tears .. “nghhh shit w-wait pa ohmygoshhhh wait!”

“Now you want me to wait? Thought you was working for that nut? Cum on that shit, make my shit more wet baby.” Oh and you fucking did. Thighs shaking and you were whining so fucking loud. “P-pa hnnnn daddy fuuck pl-please i c-can’t stop-“ you were making such a big mess, squirting on the sink and it drips in the floor, hearing the plop plop plop. And your cunt was so fucking tight! “Uhn shit.” Ony gasp.

And the unnecessarily loud squelching. Ony was looking down at your pretty two toned pussy, speading your pussy lips from behind to capture your wetness and creaminess. He bites his lips and closes his eyes as his head leaned back “mhhm” he mumbles and started beating your shit up for a quick second. “Imma cum mama… cum in this nasty ass pussy, f-fuck baby.” His hips staggered and he moved his face towards your moaning neck. Kissing and groaning up in it ass his bust his load into you.

Both breathing heavy and high on sex.

“Do that shit again and it’s gonna be worse.”

[trashcanwithsprinkles]

Thank you! I follow some fics that update between 1-3 months, so this is actually very exciting for me! You write such nice stories and nice long chapters, I kinda expected there to be more than that. I hope you have fun with this one, and thanks for answering my question

always happy to answer questions! and yeah, i do also follow fics that take their sweet time updating. and like- as an author i completely understand why it takes so long to make a chapter, but as a reader i cannot help but wish they were faster hahaha in the end i just appreciate that they continue their stories at all, so long as the next chapter comes i can wait for actual literal years. it's happened before.

[outlying-hyppocrate]

I now have 40 followers?????????

[dollwrites]

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!princess!reader, king!stepdad!griffith, stepcest, cuddlefucking, reader is a griffith simp and also a brat, griffith is brutally honest and also kind of misogynistic, griffith calls reader ‘ little girl ‘, implied age gap, all characters featured are aged 18+

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ please reblog && leave feedback. not proofread so there’s probably mistakes. thanks for reading < 3

𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 ∣ day nine [ griffith + stepcest ]

“Look at me.”

you don’t.

“Look.”

poking your lower lip out in a childish pout, you purposefully avert your eyes. turning your face down into the pillow as if refusing eye contact was punishing your stepfather in some way. he sighs, albeit softly, and you feel his long, slender fingers grip your chin, before forcing your face back towards him. you close your eyes, instead, but only do so for a millisecond.

“Look. At. Me.”

you have no choice now. even though Griffith’s tone rarely raised ( and was, in this moment, a soft whisper ), the edge of his baritone was a sneaking growl that rumbled in his throat, but you’d learned to pick it out and understand when he was at his wit’s end with you. his grip firm and squeezing your chin, holding you in place.

finally, you obey. your eyelids flutter as your vision comes back, and you blink a few times until the blur goes away. almost tears, but you’d managed to push them back.

your bedchamber was dark, except for the pale moonlight spilling through the open curtains that catches Griffith’s figure and casts a silvery glow against his flawless features. your face is inches from him, lain on your side with your breasts smushed against his chest, your eyes more than willing to drink in every inch of his countenance. he isn’t smiling, but he’s not scowling, either. his stoic expression is all too familiar.

“What an insolent little girl you’ve become.” he mutters, and you pout even more. “That’s my doing, isn’t it? I spoil you too much.”

you scoff at that— you want to disagree with him. hell, you want to argue that the king doesn’t give you enough attention as it is, he’s much too occupied with your mother and their marriage to give you any kind of real affection, and the time he did spend with you was always under the guise of night time. when no one was awake to witness him tiptoeing into your bedchamber to fuck you.

“Stop your pouting,” he instructs, angling your face toward him. he moves closer, and for a moment you think he’s doing so to kiss you. your lips part, your eyelids droop, and you wait for that sweet, sweet kiss you yearn to taste. the feeling of his plush lips caressing yours. but he doesn’t kiss you. his breath is a soft wave against your tiers as his own linger, close enough to tickle yours. “And move your hips more. I know you love it when I’m deep inside you like this. So show me.”

“Can you sleep in here tonight?” you ask, biding your time.

but when one, graceful hand careens downward to grasp your thigh and hook it up around his slender waist and he answers a simple, “No.” you huff and puff, but obediently wind your hips in slow strokes. feeling every inch of him fill you, you let out a pleasured sigh.

you wished you could have this all the time.

you wished he would stay, so you could wake up in the early morning, when the sun was just starting to rise, and wrap your lips around the cock you loved so much.

you wished he would hold you like this until you fell asleep, with his and your own body joined in a way that was meant only for man and wife.

“Please? Just this once?” both of your hands rest on his shoulders, keeping yourself close to him as you fuck yourself with his cock. slow and deep. a mine-melting rhythm. “Hnnnn… please—“

Griffith cuts into your begging with a low moan, allowing his hand to fall from your face and glide between your body and his. fingers dipping between your hips, the pads rub slow circles around your swollen button until you swoon, your walls fluttering spastically as he stimulates your clit. “Tighter. There you go. Good girl,” he mutters, his eyeline dropping to your lower body rocking back and forth as his breath catches, “clench for me. Let me feel you milk me.”

it was hard to stay mad when he praised you— though you knew he did so simply to placate you, you cling close to his chest and whine. “Why— why couldn’t you have married m-me?” you were starting to pant, now. the passion of the moment overtaking your senses and tightening every muscle in your body.

“Oh, love.” Griffith croons, but you can hear not a single ounce of real emotion behind the term of endearment. his lips graze yours, his voice a husky whisper. “Marrying your mother has given me my own kingdom, an army, and hundreds of loyal subjects. What could you possibly offer me other than a tight, wet cunt?”

a stunned silence befalls you, and humiliation screws your expression into one of pathetic submission, realizing that he would never care for you the way you care for him. it would be something you would have to live with, after all. being his set of holes when he needed his balls drained, but an afterthought any other time.

his sapphire gaze flickers back to your face, and though he doesn’t smile, there’s an aura of satisfaction and victory that engulfs him, washing over you, too. “Being your father allows me so much more power. Over Midland. Over your mother. And over you, my pert, little plaything.”

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

Hnnnn there's a fun upbeat not sad song edit i want to send you as penance for the sad edits people keep sending you, but it's got spoilers and while I don't super care if other people spoil things I'd rather not.

HOWEVER - it was made pre s2, so I only have to wait until this weekend after the s1 part 2 watch party and then u can send it guilt free, so happy edit to come before the end of the week

AW THANK YOU but also are we REALLY worried about spoiling things for me at this point i have all the spoilers and none of the context

[sea-lanterns]

aaaaaa thank you angey 🥺🥺

bringing things back to arle though.....i'm not the biggest simp of hers but uhhhhhhhh, i really need her to discipline me. like, spanking me for so hard and long that it hurts to sit for a week kinda discipline. i'm normally extremely obedient but i'm willing to act up just to make her slap my ass.—🥞

Spanking with Arlecchino 😳

That woman spanks hard. Your ass will sting like hell but somehow the pain feels so good when she does it. Being bent over Arlecchino’s thighs while she runs her muscular fingers over the fat of your ass, giving each cheek a squeeze before delivering the harshest spanks ever that’ll have you squirting all over the bed 😖

Hnnnn she’s one of those women who can’t stop playing with your ass while she works too. Just fondling it in her hands as she works or aimlessly does something…

[whore-ibly-hot]

Joey is so HNNNN.

Would he be a very touchy boyfriend? Like, is he always clinging onto the reader? Trying to hold their hand, or wrap his arms around their waist.

Would he try to kiss her a lot? Or would he be so timid to kiss her on the lips?

Would he try to have more sex with her, or would he want to wait until they're married??

Would it be hard for him to hold back from being intimat with her like that?

Thank you so much for your time!

He would be quite clingy. He tells reader that it's just because he adores them, which is true, but it's also because he wants to prove anyone who doubted his ability to romance you wrong. He wants to show off his pretty little baby to the town, as long as they don't look to closely.

Joey enjoys placing kisses on readers forehead, ears, and even hands, but your right in that he is quite shy about kissing on the lips. Despite his having sex with the reader, he thinks of a kiss on the lips as a truly intimate act. He wants to give you his first kiss, but he wants to make sure you know that he's doing this. It's just another way for him to say that your special, and that he's yours as much as your his.

It would be a little harder for him to resist having sex with the reader after the encounter in the barn, as he can't help but crave that high of making you feel good again. However, he mostly had sex to prove to the reader his worth as a male partner, so once he believes he's done that if reader refuses to have sex, he's fine with that, all though he will see there refusal as disappointment at how dirty and unromantic their first time was, and not realize it's horror at his horrible actions. After marriage, he would like consumate as man and partner, as if he can break down that barrier and have sex with you, then he can get one step closer to breaking you down so he can have a baby.