#honesty weekend

[dewhq]

happy friday, besties!!! today we're kicking off honesty weekend! to help with character development, we can answer some ask memes and questions about our muses on the dash. this will count toward activity this weekend only! i will reblog a couple ask memes on the main, but feel free to post your own, or just a link to your ask box to show you want to participate. be cool and send questions to everyone else if you are participating :)

[sadlystillnotsparky]

{I am stuck in an endless meeting. Please send asks for honesty hours}

[ash-and-starlight]

Early Kinktober Announcement

HI EVERYONE! so as few of you already know I have a little tradition for kinktober, that this year I decided to bring over to Tumblr/ao3, and to anticipate a bit in the hopes of cooking up something in time since my october is going to be quiiite busy. My goal would be to make a drawing each week, featuring ideas, pairings or prompts that you, yes YOU 🫵 can come up with (and send me via ask/dm/whatever), that will be chosen or mix and matched depending on what strikes my Muse. i turned anon asks on just in case it helps the more shy commenters, but dont worry I won’t publish any ask or message I get about this!

Thank you in advance and have fun! I’m really excited to see what this year’s kinktober will bring <33

[inkyajax]

you saying thoma on that post… (ur right)

EHEHEHE RIGHT THO?????? RIGHT!!!!!!!??????? it’s so him?????? like the can’t believe you’re letting me do this to you! whined out as he’s ruthlessly pounding into you, body covered in a sheen layer of sweat, his skin flushed and heated from exertion and embarrassment—because he finally worked up the courage to tell you about his ‘weird’ kink (which, truthfully, isn’t all that weird at all), the confession a tangled mess on his tongue. 

but now you’re here, beneath him, allowing him to do whatever the fuck he wants to you (and enjoying it! not reprimanding him or calling him a freak like he had feared), and it feels fucking surreal; it feels positively dreamy. and he sounds so genuine as he mewls out his wonderment, as if he truly cannot believe his luck, sentiments fragmented by heavy panting. he looks so gorgeous as he stares down at you with wide-eyed awe, filling his palms with your flesh as he kneads and gropes, fingertips dimpling your thighs and your waist, nails bitting crescents into soft skin. 

he needs to collect you in his touch, needs to feel every edge and curve, every bump and ridge, jade gaze belated as it follows his hands while they traverse your body, confirming that you’re here, you’re real, you’re his. slim fingers cuff your neck, the pressure a pleasant weight, a moan spilling from his lips when he feels your own vibrating against his palm—sounds of pleasure that he’s procuring!—his hand flexing when you arch into it.

i also just think thoma has sex fiend potential. you know, one of those guys who just fucks you and fucks you and fucks you until he can’t move a single muscle, until he’s pumped his whole soul into you, until ripples of overstimulation are shuddering through his flesh/form with every slow, stuttered drag of his aching n abused cock—and he still wants more. it’ll never be enough >.< 

also hi reese ehehe i hope you are doing swell my friend!!! (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

[mumblingsage]

Thought bouncing around my head re: the Disney allergen death lawsuit is also...look, if someone's on the hook for this, it absolutely ought to be the god-king of a company who should pay out millions, publicly apologize, take the reputational hit, and all other consequences the widower and his lawyers can come up with. But the underpaid and no doubt overworked waitstaff still failed here, too. If someone asks you multiple times about an ingredient, and you cannot guarantee with as much security as you'd risk your own life or the life of someone you cared about that a deadly allergen isn't present? Just be honest! It's not like you make commission on how much food you sell and even if you did, a few cents wouldn't be worth having to live the rest of your life knowing you contributed to a premature death!

[evansbby]

[orbitofdesire]

bestie asked me what i wanted for my bday and all i could think of was to be with my friends forever + endless paid holidays...

[good-beanswrites]

Heyo!! :D uhh I was just thinking about prompts!! I have two that I've just been thinking of! You can do one or the other, I don't mind ^^ Yuno with Blanket (if you havent done that yet :o) and Muu and Yuno with Honesty :D

Thank you so much :D!! Your writing is so funky I love reading it, it's like my daily newspaper abejfncjcn

Hi Mug :D thank you so much aah!! I really loved these combos, that's so sweet for both of them ;-; Here's Yuno and Blanket -- something lighthearted from the beginning of t1, with a bit of her unfortunate people-pleasing habits.

“Requests are in!” Mikoto’s voice sang from down the corridor. The prisoners perked up from where they’d been lazing about. One would have thought he'd announced a jailbreak with the amount of energy that rippled through the room. Yuno leapt to her feet.

"You seem excited," Kazui chuckled as he stood. "What are you getting?"

She suddenly felt a twinge of shame for her reaction. Things weren’t bad in Milgram by any means, but the atmosphere was beginning to creep under her skin now and then. There was an old comfort she’d been dreaming of the past few weeks. It felt embarrassing to say to someone as concerned with his maturity as Kazui. 

"Oh, nothing much,” she said. “Just something that reminds me of home, like the cigarettes you ordered." She didn’t know him well enough to say so, but she was secretly grateful for his request. The smell of smoke was familiar to her as well. "But mostly it's something new around here -- isn't the whole thing exciting?" 

It was the first time they’d received a delivery, and everyone was eager to see if they got what they ordered. Though Yuno found the system surprising, it made sense. Milgram allowed more unique freedoms than a normal prison, given it also inflicted more unique restraints. 

She joined the group heading down the hall, all chattering in anticipation. 

"Yuno!" Mahiru waved her over. The woman had talked about the products and creams she'd requested, in the hope of keeping up her skincare routine. Yuno would be following suit soon, though she wanted those things to keep herself feeling refreshed rather than looking a certain way. There was no one here to impress. With her looks, that was.

Mahiru’s eyes gleamed. "What did you order?"

Yuno knew she wouldn't satisfy her appetite for gossip as much as Shidou testing his luck with medical supplies or Amane’s taste in high-level study materials had. 

"Something real cute~" was all she needed to say to get her giggling. 

Es instructed them to line up in front of their room to distribute everything. Yuno found her place behind Haruka. 

"Hey, hey! What are you getting?" She wasn't immune from that same gossipy curiosity…

His cheeks immediately reddened. "Uh, well, I h-hope I can get some c-candy. It -- I mean, it's kiddish, I know."

"Don't worry, some might think my request is childish, haha! Plus, I think Muu ordered sweets, too."

This seemed to calm him a bit as he walked ahead. Fuuta nudged her from behind.

"Oi, what did you ask for?"

She'd overheard him and Kotoko discussing what would likely be caught as a tool to escape, and knew her answer would disappoint him.

The bright smile she’d given Haruka angled into a more jaded smirk. "Eh, just something to get me through the night, you know? A practical comfort."

Fuuta grunted, respecting the choice. 

Her attention returned to the front of the line, where Haruka was returning with loose treats spilling from his hands. She took his place in Es' doorway.

"Prisoner 002," Es scanned a piece of paper. "For you… ah,” They read it again. “Just a blanket? Was that all?" 

She beamed. "Yup! Just a blanket." 

“You strike me as the kind to ask for a lot…”

“Mmm, you’ve read me well, Warden! Not this time, though. Gotta start small, then see what I can weasel out of you!” She winked. As usual, Es pretended to be unimpressed. Yuno knew she was wearing them down, bit by bit.

She offered a bouncy bow as Es handed it over. She hadn’t given many specifications, but it certainly looked as big and fluffy as she had hoped. Milgram had gone with pink -- the same shade as some of her uniform accents. 

"Thanks!" 

The prisoners' excitement died down fairly quickly afterwards. Amane began reading in silence. Kazui retreated to the smoking room alone, though Shidou and Mikoto promised to join him after the next round of requests. Haruka had nearly finished eating all of his candy by nightfall. Kotoko sat by herself to jot things down in her new notebook. Yuno’s good mood lasted much later. 

Once the bell had rung and silence fell onto the prison, she could feel the usual chill start to creep into her cell. It had gripped her with fear the first few nights -- that unshakable coldness that reminded her why she was here in the first place. Sometimes, when her body jolted her awake with the feeling of falling, she'd blame it on the temperature rather than a universal human experience. It brought up too many painful memories to be something so ordinary, after all.

But not tonight. 

Tonight there would be no falling, and no chill. No stepping into bed with enough skin showing to make her shiver. No more crafted conversations or flashing certain expressions.

A goofy grin spread across her cheeks. Yuno unfolded the blanket with a flourish. She swept it around her body, then flopped down on her bedding. With nothing more to worry about, she sank into the cushy blob.

‘Just a blanket’ her ass. This was the warmest she’d felt in a very long time.

[her-satanic-wiles]

I only have two more days to write for Kinktober, and I had initially planned on getting them bashed out and completed this weekend...

Then I remembered I'm going to get a tattoo on Saturday and so I only have Sunday. But it's a hand tattoo, so do I really have Sunday, or will I just sit and watch Baldur's Gate playthroughs and simp for Astarion?

[hourcat]

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[officialdashcon2024]

How old are you? Do you have any con planning experience?

Are you calling me a sussy baka? Smh my ballz can’t believe you don’t trust a stranger on the internet

[showmink]

speaking of Laf xD when will u release Thomas/Alex/Laf art that 6 (I think) ppl were begging u to show ????

i told you i'd be holding it hostage until someone made me a good offer

[mobius-m-mobius]

Kent is quickly becoming a fave of mine too but I'm trying not to get too attached because of that interview Owen did where he mentioned he had another "memorable death" coming up soon. I'm assuming it's HM which makes me sad but the other option is MOBIUS and if it's between those two I'm locking Kent in a room with the ghosts myself.

asdlskdjgk anon you're so me, I considered the possibility Owen was messing with the interviewers when he mentioned having a death scene more memorable than The Haunting but if something happening to Mobius is an potential option instead I'd get stuck in that mansion for eternity myself just to seal off the exits 😅 (not that it'd be a hardship since, well, Kent is Kent so I'd be plenty fine with my fate and he'll live on in my heart regardless🤣)

[cheekblush]

i don't get people who just insert themselves into others' plans....

[krystalgazer]

The best weekend family get-togethers are the ones that make you think ‘I can’t wait until I get to see the racist dickheads from work again’