#i think it definitely brightens up my blog

[mhaccunoval]

i know i’m probably late but NEW THEME????? it’s so pretty……….

THANK YOUUUU <3 i was bored the other day and wanted more color and i thought the statue in the header had such a wonderful vibe...

[yeagerfate]

seeing you without makeup for the first time

characters: miguel o’hara, miles morales (earth-1610), pavitr prabhakar, hobie brown, gwen stacy

warnings: none!

notes: thanks so much to @rulaineyu for letting me use this idea! check her blog out if you’re a genshin fan, her works are really well-written and entertaining! requests are open! thanks so much for all the love on my previous posts, it means so much to me!

To be honest, Miguel doesn’t even notice. You’d been as little fatigued, having been extremely overworked lately, and just decided not to. When you visited Miguel’s office, you almost wanted him to compliment you, though you knew that wasn’t what your Miguel was like. Something in his mind was telling him something was out of the ordinary, but he just ignored it. Finally, he realizes what’s actually different when he overhears you talking about it with Hobie, (he says he likes the inconsistency), and he feels so bad for not seeing it before.

The next time he sees you, he tells you that he thinks you look pretty. He doesn’t mention the make-up thing at all because he doesn’t want you to think he’s complimenting you just to please you. When your cheeks turn a little red, and you stutter when saying thank you, Miguel smiles to himself proudly.

It doesn’t take Hobie long to notice. Sometimes, he wears make-up to his concerts, so he knows the basics. It makes him happy to see your natural face for the first time. He thinks you’re beautiful, with or without make-up, and he tells you so. “Thank you,” You said. “I think you look handsome, too, with or without make-up.” He’s a bit more clingy, which surprises you, but he just likes to see you be a bit more vulnerable than usual. Hobie also enjoys talking with you about make-up, and what you like to use. He’s not new to it, but it’s always nice to get some tips so he can look perfect!

Miles can tell you’re a bit nervous about his reaction to something, but he doesn’t know what it is. He’s aware that you’re not wearing make-up, but he doesn’t think much of it. Miles is a bit naive when it comes to beauty standards and the makeup world, so he doesn’t really know how nerve-wracking it can be to not put on anything for the first time. As always, though, he tells you that he thinks you look lovely, which is always nice to hear. On a whim, he decides to ask you about it. “Are you okay? Is there something wrong? You look a little anxious.” You grin sheepishly and tell him you were just nervous about his reaction to you not wearing make-up for the first time because of the asshole boyfriend you had before him. Good luck! Miles will not be leaving you alone for the next week at minimum :)

Even though he doesn’t wear it, Pavitr loves makeup, so he definitely notices. As always, he gushes about how beautiful he thinks you are. He holds your face in his hands and studies the natural shade of your lips, your natural eyelashes… he thinks you’re a beauty. Like Hobie and Miles, I think he’d also be a bit more clingy and affectionate. The next time Pavitr comes back to headquarters, he raves about you to Miles and Hobie, who are both happy for him and a little uncomfortable. Oh well. They’ll just have to hear about it until he goes back home!

Gwen has done your makeup multiple times, for fun and for parties, so she knows. She’s already stopped wearing makeup around you occasionally, and you were extremely supportive, so she wants to be the same for you. However, Gwen is always a bit shy when it comes to vocalizing how she feels, so she’ll feel a bit anxious. She doesn’t want you to think you look ugly without makeup, but it’s a bit nerve-wracking for her to say what she wants so say. Eventually, she gains the courage to do so, and the way your eyes brighten when she does tell you how pretty she thinks you are is something priceless.

[xbadmuse]

Girls Dinner - Part I

this is the first part of the story i talked about. let me know if you are interested in the continuation of this.

this is a nsfw story, like everything else on my blog.

this is about Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader x Task Force 141

i did not proof read, please excuse the mistakes.

it was almost night time when you decided to make yourself your dinner. the car lights from outside shining through your window, illuminating on your face and disappearing into the darkness once again. turning your stove on, your mind wandered into places you did not want to explore.

you missed your boyfriend, deeply, but you tried everything to not think too much about him. he was away and you know that he will come back. you did not want these thoughts to creep up on you since you knew that this will only make your situation a lot worse and make you sadder than you already are. while cutting your veggies, your tried to hum a song, not letting all these thoughts get to you as your mind drifted off to the simple things in your life right now, for example your work which you will have to go tomorrow or all the things you still have to do, all the things to keep your mind at bay.

You huffed some air out of your lungs, turning the stove off and adding your seasonings while humming a song, you suddenly heard keys and the door opening to your apartment in one swift motion. You turn around, your face brightening the second you see your boyfriend who has been on a mission for over 4 weeks. Simon walks through the door, throwing his backpack to the side and seeing you standing in the kitchen. His eyes were fixed on you, standing there as he looked at your bare shoulders. You have been wearing little to nothing on your body, with a shoulder less tight crop top and your underwear, thinking you are home alone and ready to spend this night alone as well.

Your smile started to fade the moment you hear muffled voices, and three men entering your apartment as well. The men walking into sight, knowing that you were home, Price, Johnny and Gaz smiled at the sight of you. Eyes widening from all parties as you definitely were not expecting visitors, you were shocked to see all men storming into your apartment but of course you were still happy that they were all alive at least.

You notice Simon standing in the doorway, glancing over at you and then turning to look at Gaz, who has a smirk plastered on his face while he leans against the doorway as well. With the cooking pan in your hand, you looked down at yourself and back up again, watching the men intensely. You cleared your throat at the slight awkward tension in the room. “uhm... good to see you all”, glaring at Simon.

“well…please excuse me for a second”, you tried to smile as friendly as possible, deep down already choking Simon to death for this embarrassing moment. You placed the cooking pan on the stove hurriedly as it started to turn in circles and almost fell off the stove, but you grabbed it in time and saved it before it fell to the ground. Smiling awkwardly, you clumsily hushed past the men, running to your room to change.

Simon turns, following you with his eyes and turning back around, staring at the men, before clearing his throat to get their attention. All three men stopped looking after you and shift their attention over to Simon again.

“yall look like animals” he says loudly and sighs, before walking off in the opposite direction towards your bedroom. You were rushing around in your bedroom, grabbing your joggers out of the closet, and pushing your legs inside as Simon opened the bedroom door and walked inside. You were really happy to see your boyfriend again but so damn furious at him at the same time as you noticed him getting inside and closing the door behind him.

“did I not tell you to text me before you come and take all of your men with you?” you hissed, throwing your shirt over your head annoyed at his stupid grin which you can still see even with his balaclava on. he watched you getting changed but he doesn't say anything, instead, he just leans against a wall, observing you quietly a small smirk forms on his face as you grumble while fixing your hair after pulling your shirt over your head. once you are done Simon continued staring at you, his eyes slowly falling to your chest. You rolled your eyes at him, shaking your head and crossing your arms over your chest “unbelievable Simon...”

Simon sighs calmly, as if trying to avoid an argument but eventually, he takes a step forward and walks over to you his voice is as calming and monotone as ever, looking at you, still grinning, "can you take off that shirt again love?"

you scoff, looking at him confused as you raise your eyebrow, a big question mark on your face. This man is unbelievable, “definitely not Simon” and with that you took off, walking past him and out the bedroom. You were definitely not having his games after standing half naked in front of his comrades even though you always ask him a thousand times to let you know beforehand if he is not coming home alone. You do not have anything against them visiting and needing a place to crash and using your apartment for that but you want to know everything before things like this happen and with Simon having your key to your apartment you are expecting this kind of rule to be understood. You were beyond annoyed at him, he did not even try to apologize and just turned this into his dirty ass game.

Walking back to the kitchen, now fully clothed you started finishing cooking your meal. You added more since you won’t be eating alone anymore. Gaz, Price as well as Johnny sat at the kitchen aisle, talking to you while you cooked, having a normal conversation, and ignoring the awkward tension just moments ago.

As Simon watches you walk away from him, he takes a moment before walking out of the bedroom and into the kitchen. He sees them sitting together and talking while you were cooking. he walks over to where you were standing and slowly leans against the counter by your side not saying anything for now.

he leaned against the kitchen counter next to you as you finished preparing the plate for the men. “hey babe”, he said, quietly as you looked up at him. You were still angry, furious even but still deep down you were so excited after hearing his voice again after so long. Simons eyes smiled softly at you, he knows that what he did was wrong, and he knew that he should apologize but he couldn't help it. he loved seeing you like this, angry, a little annoyed at him and yet you were still so beautiful to him.

as you prepared the plates on the kitchen isle where the three men were sitting and started to enjoy their meals, talking,and babbling away, Simons eyes drifted to your body. he slowly leans forward gently placing his hands on your hips whispering, "babe come here...”. looking over to him, he leaned in closer the moment you started to pout playfully. with one swift motion he pushed you to his body as you closed your eyes and felt his embrace.

you wrapped your arms around his body, your head leaning against his chest softly. Simon smiles as he hugs you tightly. one hand firmly gripping your waist, as the other gently rests on the back of your head as you lay it against his chest. Simons eyes flicker over to Price and Soap, who are still busy eating and chatting as well as Gaz who was staring quickly at the two of you smiling.

"You smell delicious, love." Simon whispers. a muffled sound escapes your mouth as a thank you. you nuzzled your face deeper into his chest and inhaled his scent. Cigarettes, after shave and the smell of outside rain, this combination of scents you missed when he was not near you. after a while you pushed yourself off him, realizing that you are not alone. Looking up and into his eyes you smiled.

“do you want to eat?”, you asked him innocently already grabbing a plate for him. Simon smiles and nods softly, in response to your question. Your innocence and sweetness always seem to be able to catch him unaware as he takes the plate from you.

It has been a few hours since the whole task force stormed your apartment, and everyone was ready to crash into bed. Gaz & Price were sharing one of your rooms which had no beds inside but only one couch and a single mattress. Simon you and Johnny were sharing your bedroom. Soap was getting a mattress on the ground and you and Simon were sharing your single bed together. Laying down, your back pressed against his chest, the only sound in the room now was Simons breathing in your neck and Johnnys already sly snoring, knowing that he has already fell asleep pretty fast.

Simon's eyes are closed, as he lays in bed with you, his arms wrapped tightly around you and every movement you make causes you to feel his touch. Your soft breathing and warm body made it hard for Simon to fall asleep. It is not the first time that you are sharing a bed, but it is the first time to share a bed while someone else was in the room with you.

After a while, you eventually stirred waking yourself up a bit as you feel Simon’s arms around you. you sigh softly, "...Simon?". You whisper, “simon please tell me that’s your phone pressing against me” you whispered tiredly again to him. Simons eyes flutter open, he feels you pressing against his body, a sly mewl escapes his lips  as he becomes very aware of your question. he sighs softly out of his nose, feeling the warms on your neck. You turned your head to face him as he looks down at you, "that's not my phone, baby".

Simon was still wearing his balaclava and you felt him lifting it up slowly just over his lips to peek out. he started kissing your neck, sucking gently, holding you tightly against his body. Simon starts breathing heavily, as he continues, one of his hands is on your hair as he pushes it away from your neck, the other holding you close to himself. You feel his plump lips on your neck, as well as his heart beating quickly. his breaths are coming in quick bursts, and you can feel his body moving against yours, his lips go from your neck to your ear, "you smell so good, love...". you feel his nose against your neck as he inhales softly and with that you tried to push away from him, sliding away a little to not be in full contact with him, turning away from him.

Simon sighs slightly, looking down at you, "love what's wrong...?"

“nothing” you muster quietly still not facing him. Simon breaths out of his nose as he scoots closer to you. he gently takes your chin, turning your head towards him, "if there's nothing wrong, then why move away from me?"

“i know what you want to do and i don’t want to do it now.” you whispered, “we’re not alone in this room and I am still annoyed about what happened earlier when you all stormed into the apartment without letting me know beforehand as i asked you to a thousand times”, your eyebrows furrowed looking into Simons eyes, he started nodding, as he lets go of your chin. he turned around, looking looks over to Johnny’s bed. he can't help but laugh quietly, “i think Soap can sleep through a hurricane. don't worry, love. he ain't gonna hear or see anything".

you stared up at him. “you really do not care about what I am thinking and how I am feeling huh?” with that you grabbed the blanket and tossed it away, getting out of the bed. Simon stares at you, as he lets his head rest against his hand watching you get out of bed. he takes a moment, before speaking softly, the balaclava still covering his face, "I do understand, love but you also need to understand that I want you”

“is there any way, ANY way you could just for ONCE think with your brain instead of your dick when you’re around me?” you whispered loudly, still quite enough for Johnny not to hear as you shake your head and walk out of your bedroom and into the living room. you closed the door behind yourself softly and walked to the couch, sitting down and grabbing your phone to distract yourself.

you cannot explain what has gotten into you but you felt like you weren’t ready for what Simon wanted. you loved it when he was with you, you missed him whenever he wasn’t with you but sometimes you wished that he for once doesn’t see you as a woman who he just wants to visit and fuck quickly. of course, intimacy was important to you too but you wished for him to be just a little understanding instead him trying to solve all of your problems with sex. but maybe you were just exaggerating. shrugging your shoulders you continued scrolled through TikTok.

Simon sighs, leaning against the headboard as he takes a deep breath in and overthinking your words. he tried to distract himself by closing his eyes and falling asleep but it was too hard, the urge to take you right here and now was growing more and more. he hates himself sometimes for not being a little gentler and loving with you but just looking at you made him feel crazy. he can't think straight when he sees you like this, the feeling he has closing around his stomach makes him lose his mind. the moment he came home and saw you with only your panties on, he was about to push you against the kitchen counter and just take you while everyone was watching. he was obsessed, too obsessed to understand anything at this point.

Simon stands up and walks over to the door opening it and peering out. seeing you on the couch, he slowly closes the door to your bedroom, walking towards you.

Part II

[confessionsofa-roleplayer]

I miss the good old days when writing on tumblr was less of a hassle. You didn't need to follow the icon trends to be relevant and you could use gifs of any size on your posts and no one cared. Everything was just about writing and your editing skills didn't matter. And be ready to be accused of being racist, if you're writing a PoC, if you accidentally make a mistake while trying to brighten a picture that was in a dark room setting for an icon. The correct response to this would be to reach out to this person and try to give them some tips! Not to yell at them as a first response. I miss when the "trigger warnings" actually meant something and weren't used so lightly. Despite what you think kids may think, tw do not mean "this thing is something that I don't like", or "it makes me uncomfortable", or anything like that. It actually means something that can trigger you into having a panic or anxiety attack. I miss when anyone could write villains and no one batted an eye and no one attacked you for doing so. They seemed like any other character being written. But now fiction equals reality and if you don't put disclaimers all over your blog, you could get callouts and hate mail for writing them. And even when you do put disclaimers on your blog, you could still get the callouts and hatemail. I miss the days before pro-ship and anti-ship existed, especially since no one on this hellsite can tell you the actual definition of what those words even means. Because it seems most people use those words wrongly. I miss not having reblog karma, and before folks gets the pitchforks over this one. I understand why people feel the need for it, but I feel like some people have taken it too far. It went from "reblog from the source so it doesn't mess with my notes! I'm not a meme blog!" to "I know you're just reblogging it from the source so you don't have to send me anything!" Meaning you can't even reblog it from the source now, too. because apparently it's not really about, "messing up my notes!" I miss not having to fill out interest trackers. We used to just be able to talk and communicate with each other over what we want to write, and now it's like we have to fill out an application before we can write with each other, like it's some kind of job interview. I'd prefer just talking with my writing partners personally. I miss when people didn't complain about not getting memes, while also simultaneously complaining that people take on more than they can write. Which is it guys? Do you want us to send you memes or not? Will you complain, too, when I don't get your response out quickly enough because I took on another meme? I miss not constantly needing to worry about everyone's opinion on how we can all run our blogs. Everyone says, have fun, it's your blog! But is it really? You almost have to worry about it, at least to an extent, because you get unfollowed and blocked in the blink of an eye anymore. No communication. Just blocked. Leaving you with no clue as to what you did wrong or how you could fix it. The point? Tumblr has become a place where you have to jump through hoops just to write with each other these days. It's just a big hassle. Between all of the spoken and unspoken rules, the trends, and the people who are all addicted to outrage, ready to get a mob together for even the tiniest of offenses. It's no wonder people don't want to write on tumblr anymore. Everything we do seems to make people angry. It's like walking on broken glass. If y'all ever wonder why people are disappearing out of the rpc, this is probably a lot of the reasons why. Some of you guys really take this RP thing way too seriously. It's not real life. Just relax okay? We all need to relax…

[thedancefloorsilly]

𐐪♡︎₊˚ tsukishima + bokuto :: putting makeup on them

i really really wanted to write for haikyuu :(( i wrote this a while back from my old hq blog, but i had to rewrite part of it because it was kind of bad- im definitely going to start rewriting a bunch of my older fics and headcanons! also tsukki’s is longer bc im starting to love him-

content features: gn! reader, fluff, wc :: 400+

༊*·˚ TSUKISHIMA sits in his desk chair with your hands under his chin, never flinching nor fretting as the tip of your brush easily skims along his eyelid. As much convincing as it took (and as much as he didn’t want to admit), Tsukishima didn’t realize how… nice this would be? With the way you’re gently tipping his chin, the soothing feeling that came with each brush stroke, and the occasional kisses being planted on his forehead, his cheeks, his temple; this attention you poured onto Tsukishima made him feel undeniably warm. As you now start dragging liquid eyeliner on top of his eyeshadow, he breaks the silence “You know this is the last time I'm letting you do this right?” It was evident to both himself and you that Tsukishima was lying. You smile in response, “I dunno know, it seems like you’re kind of enjoying this, Kei.” The lipstick you put on him prior begins accentuates his small smirk. He’s so cute, you think while cupping his face to look at you. Tsukishima’s eyes (adorned with glittery makeup) open to lock with yours, and you couldn’t help but to start planting small butterfly kisses all around his face. His heart began to race and a light pink paints his cheeks, which was hidden underneath the blush you put on him earlier. Once stopping, he looked up at you with a softer expression, “Okay, okay… i might have been enjoying...”

༊*·˚ BOKUTO beams a bright smile into the mirror situated in his hands to admire the new look you gave him, “Damn, baby, ya made me look pretty!” he says, while the red lipstick on him brightens his smile. You grin at his reaction. “Of course I did! How could I not, ‘Kō?” He blushes at your words, and as you now take his face in your hands, you plant a small kiss to his forehead. In response he then cupped your cheek, “Heh, my turn!” In an instant, Bokuto starts planting quick kisses, first to your forehead, then on your temple, to your nose, down to your cheek, all until your entire face was coated with his lipstick stains. “Ok ok, you win, Kõtarō!” you giggle, “Are you done yet?!” He now smirks in response, “Not yet.” In a swift move, Bokuto holds your chin, and engulfs you in a playful yet affectionate kiss. You felt his smile form along his lips, and as you both broke off the kiss, your boyfriend grinned, “See? Looks like we’re both matching now!”

[nburkhardt]

Whooooo wants another silly with Steve as a little shit fic?

The idea comes when Eddie rushes out of his house to go to band practice. It makes him smile at the plan forming in his head and the excitement and gasps he’ll get tomorrow.

The next morning is spent making sure the bags are packed and that he’s wearing his basketball jacket to complete the look.

He’s giddy with excitement as he drives to school, putting one backpack on his shoulder and carrying the other once he’s parked. Walking towards the school with a smirk in place. There’s already gasps and whispers as he enters through the doors. He casually makes his way towards a row of lockers, the opposite side of his own and leans against one and knocking on the open one next to it.

“Man, it’s not even eig- Stevie!” Eddie slams his locker shut and beams at him.

His smirk fades into a smile, “Hi lovely” he whispers mostly due to the other students clearly spying on them, “You forgot this yesterday”

Eddie looks confused and he lifts up the bag, “your backpack?”

He hears more gasps and poor attempts at whispering, there’s even sounds of a book dropping. It brings him joy, making him wiggle the backpack again. “Don’t play dumb, Teddy-baby, you know this is yours”

That time he doesn’t whisper, he’s actually a little loud.

Eddie’s eyes widen and his eyes flicker around them before settling back on him, an unsaid question on his face.

It softens when it’s answered by a nod, “yeah, yeah you’re right. My backpack, you got yours?”

Steve so happy that they’re actually learning to communicate while silent, he smiles back and stands straighter to turn away. Showing off the backpack. He looked in the mirror before leaving the house, it is a big contrast to his letterman jacket. What makes it even better is, since the straps are loosen and long, his name is visible over the top.

“Ye-yep, looking perfect, Sunshine boy.” It comes out pitchy and Eddie clears his throat shaking his head before throwing his arms around him, “always, sweet boy”

Steve brightens and looping his arms around him, keeping him close and loving not only the warm of the hug but also the gasps and loud gossiping around them. That brings him joy at the chaos. Eddie seems to enjoy it too by the laughter coming from him.

“Of all the ways to reveal our relationship, honey”

It brings Steve to a blush, he tightens his arms around Eddie and turns his head to press a kiss to his cheek, enjoying the blush that creeps up.

“Thought it would be fun, let everyone know who belongs to me”

~

The edible I took is definitely hitting because this isn’t make much sense anymore but it’s SILLY AND SHORT.

Facts ya don’t need but I’m now thinking about: Steve and Eddie have only been dating for a few weeks when pulls this. It’s also a modern au because I don’t wanna think about the 80s. They still in high school and Steve is wearing Eddie’s backpack that he painted on. There’s the hellfire logo, because he’s obsessed with it. There’s also pins and patches all over it, even a ice cream cone and sailor hat, along with cheer pom-poms (am I spelling that correctly? Idk) ANYWAY. Steve’s backpack is a basic blue, with some doodles from Eddie and Robin. Because of course Robin is there, she’s Steve’s platonic soulmate.

It’s also inspired by my brand new loungefly I got 🥰🥰🥰🥰

Under the cut with the tag list 🫡

@spectrum-spectre @itsfreakingbats @mysticcrownshipper @artiststarme @thereindeerlady @justforthedead89 @ronniescontinuum @freyaforestafay @littlewildflowerkitten @estrellami-1 @gregre369 @zerokrox-blog @bookworm0690 @flustratedcas @carlprocastinator1000 @marvelmwah @solliesolesito @navnae @i-less-than-three-you @grimmfitzz @strangersteddierthings

THE BACKPACK! Clearly not what I’m talking about Steve wearing but it’s glorious and perfect.

[6okuto]

Hello! Hope you are having a good day. This is my first time requesting on your blog and I was wanting to see if you still wrote for Cove Holden? If you don't just ignore this but I was wanting to see if you did write for him could you do Cove with a s/o that has happy stims, like when they get really happy they shake their hands or let out happy squeals/squeaks. Once again if you don't think you could write something like this just ignore this. Sorry if this is really long.

Have a good day!

COVE WITH A READER WHO HAS HAPPY STIMS

gn!reader | I'm here. COVE! love this idea actually. this is saur me. i hope u have a very lovely week friend!!! :)

step 1 cove might ask what you're doing the first time he notices but he never comments on it negatively ! it's just something you do

^ plus he has his own stims like tapping his fingers on his knees in the charity event so it's something that you can relate on

depending on the stim he might pick up on it or do it with you tbh. i can definitely see him picking up on ones involving your hands, whether it's shaking or flapping etc

if he hears you squealing/squeaking from the room next door you can expect his head to peek in. cove's always happy to see You happy and wants to know what's going on

^ same thing when you're in close proximity. for example he'll lean over your shoulder to see what you're looking at on your phone, or follow your voice in a gift shop to see what you found. you know that post about a girl who conditioned herself to feel happy with the clicker. it's Sort of like that where if he hears you cove brightens up a little

like in any situation where someone speaks negatively to you, if anyone tries to say something about your stimming cove gets upset/angry, even if you don't. what's the point of being mean toward someone who's evidently happy ??

^ he makes sure to bring up whatever made you happy later so you can fully appreciate it in a safe place !! he'll listen to you explain whatever it was for however long. and if it was something small, he'll still make sure you know he thinks it's fantastic !! :)

if your happy stims are a little more ,, physical...?? like hitting/squeezing something nearby or kicking your legs (so me) and he just happens to be the (accidental) recipient Bro does Not mind. you are so happy. he might say a little ow but then you apologize and it's like Don't even worry about it. what's happening. tell me about it. i love you.

idk like. cove's just. so naturally happy to see you happy. it's something he looks forward to whenever he gets you a gift, and the grin on his face is sooo big and bright and he hopes you know how much he adores you !!! he'll get you that sweater or bag or album or game you've been eyeing Forever and waiting for a sale to get,,, and in his head he imagines your reaction and gets Almost as excited as he knows You'll be

[n3kk1tty]

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Hello, this is Nk. I figured instead of keeping all the things I thought up in my head I'd just let my brain rot take over and start producing content that maybe others would enjoy to. I know some of my content may not be too quality and some may not enjoy the stuff I produce but if I can at least make one other person experience the same level of happy squealing and absolute joy that I get from my content then I think I've won in life.

Happy to do requests, produce brain rot content, and brighten a few days. Hopefully this master list makes it easier for others to find and enjoy my content.

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( Chapter 7 ) This contains violence and nsfw jokes

Poly Pack Careers

Poly Pack NSFW head canon

Modern Au

Sweet Rainfall

Stranger Things (reader) x Lost boys

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Introduction. Stu Macher Ghostface

Lore Page : Retainers

Office Shitter. Dominic Craven Capture Fic

Arts offenses

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Sinclair Daughter x Thomas Hewitt

Billy and Stu the Lost Boys

Sweet Heat Sinclair daughter x Thomas Hewitt

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( Nice ask 1) (Nice ask 2)

Wedding Arc : ( Beginning ) ( Wedding Planner )

( Maid of Honor )

More content is definitely baking in the oven just you wait.

[daily-oliver-swift]

Ill be honest I dont think I’m going to come back to this account any time soon- I really underestimated just how much work actually doing one of these drawings everyday was. I’ve changed my work hours so I’m gonna have even less time than I ever did before to sit and draw, and I’d rather focus on my other interests + personal projects

I really hope you guys understand. This isnt a definite ‘raaghhhgggg im quitting forever!!!!’ just please don’t expect me to come back and immediately start this up again

Thank you so much, everyone, who followed me, gave me silly drawing requests, or who just stuck around and liked my posts. I’ve noticed who tends to like or reblog my posts a lot and it genuinely made me brighten up to see familiar users, even if we had never interacted before. This blogs meant a lot to me, ily guys 💕

[somewhereincairparavel]

hii new follower here i love ur blog!!

heres my opinion

(if youve read toa) i kinda forgot how they were but do u think lester/apollo and jason wouldve bonded had they had more time to?? i think they definitely wouldve!!

i haven't read TOA! But I have read snippets and read the basic storyline of Jason's timeline in TOA. I actually have a whole analysis on this one on the top of my head rn even though I haven't read the books.

There were lots of moments of bonding between them like Lester coming into Jason's room in his boy's dorm, and yknow trying to talk him out of sacrificing himself for Piper. Jason also greeted him like they were old friends even though that was the first time they had seen eachother after BOO (correct me if I'm wrong)

And Jason is someone who is a little secretive (according to annabeth, which is true) and is VERY calculative about the information he shares to people. So him being vulnerable about his secret of sacrifice, and just spilling this to Apollo simply because he's his half brother is actually super sweet. He TRUSTED apollo with very dire information.

Apollo is someone who looks like he can't keep secrets (I'm sorry- he's just dramatic and he still had that his god complex, so he had no obligation to keep Jason's secret) and Jason was very well aware of that. But still did it anyway.

Lester was the only one Jason was involuntarily vulnerable with. He was also the only one to know the truth about Jason and piper's relationship. That Piper was the one who broke up with Jason and not the other way around.

He also expressed sympathy when he told Jason that mellie was mad at him (for thinking that jason broke her heart) and he had no reason to do that. Apollo had other stuff he could focus on, especially with his ego, but he took the time to feel bad for Jason over something slightly trivial (in lesters pov, atleast)

I also noticed the symbolism in Lester always being the one to give Jason good news. He was the one who told Jason that Leo was alive, he was the one who delivered a message from Thalia to Jason ("your sister says hello") which legitimately made Jason's eyes brighten.

Lester was also super intuitive (despite losing his powers) and was the only one who understood Jason's tragedy firsthand. His whole description of Jason while he was looking at his diorama after his death made me cry tbh.

He also made tiny observations of Jason, like "Jason's eyes were sad" (or something along the lines of that, idk it was something else but you get my point)

Lester was also able to interpret Jason's words just by looking at his expression. ("Jason's expression told me his plan with perfect clarity")

In the end, Jason is probably one of the most significant mortal who Apollo had immense respect for even after he became a god.

So yeah, could they have been closer? Sure. But in my opinion, they were as close as a demigod and a god could possibly be tbh. If they had more time, I'm very sure Jason and Lester would've been almost as close as meg and Lester.

[eoieopda]

You said no more Hobi or Jin so:

Taehyung x fake marriage/marriage roleplay

Just don't tell anyone I made a Tae request lmaooooooo 🤣

moni, my love, i hate to break it to you, but….. the people know. they see you and they know.

the one with taehyung’s indecent proposal

pairing: kim taehyung x afab!reader type: drabble (smut, fluff) | rating: 18+ | wc: 1.4k au: fake relationship, fuck buddies to ? cw: oral sex (f), fingering, alcohol mention summary: your fuck buddy’s class reunion is coming up. that’s not something you expected to learn about. it’s definitely not something you expected to be implicated in. 🔞 minors & ageless blogs who interact with my content will be blocked. my stuff is not for you.

For whatever it’s worth, you consider yourself to be intuitive. It doesn’t take long for you to read a person, to start predicting their next moves with enough accuracy to spook yourself. You anticipate the direction their footsteps will take long before their feet hit the ground; and more often than not, you’re right. 

But then you look at Kim Taehyung, and you can’t tell if you’re illiterate or if he’s illegible because you have never — not once — been able to tell what the fuck he’s up to. He exists outside the matrix, you think, vibrating on a frequency you may not be evolved enough to hear. His mind is flying ahead at warp speed, and you’re usually stuck staring at the sky, wondering where he’s zoomed off to.

That’s how you ended up where you are at this moment — in the metaphorical dust.

The way your head is spinning has a lot to do with where his head is, but you heard him. You know you heard him, and there’s no mistaking what he said, no matter how muffled his voice is.

With fistfuls of bedsheets, you lift your head from the pillows they’d just crashed back upon moments ago. Panting, you balk, “What?”

Taehyung pulls his face away from your cunt long enough for you to see his dark eyes brighten. Before he blinked, they were hazy with lust, and now — ?

Oh, god.

He licks remnants of you off his lips, and you forget what the fuck it was you were startled by.

“I said —” He clears his throat before repeating himself with a lazy, half-grin. “— Marry me.”

You blink at him. He blinks back at you.

One of you recalls that the two of you met at a party two (2) months ago and have kept semi-regular dick appointments in the time since. The other seems to have forgotten that, forgotten that this is the only context you know each other in: naked, sweat-slicked, and fuck-drunk.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Taehyung frowns. Then, to ease the tension between your raised eyebrows, he places an open-mouthed kiss at the very top of your inner thigh. 

Like it’s all casual. 

It’s supposed to be casual.

“You — ” You lose the next part of your sentence when he dives back into you, tongue so eager that it’s lapped up your words. You shake your head to clear it. Focus. “You want me to marry you? Taehyung, respectfully, what the — fuuuuck.”

Lost marbles scatter around your brain. There isn’t so much as a thought to stop them, just fireworks, echoing in the empty space. Relentless, Taehyung suckles hard against your clit, and you slump back fully against the mattress, groaning and gasping.

“What are you…?” 

You give up when his tongue flattens, presses deep into your folds as he drags a thick, languid line up your center.

Words. 

Words? 

What even are those? Where can I acquire them?

Can I buy a vowel?

He laughs, like you’re the one making the joke. Above all, he seems confused by your confusion.

“Not for real,” Taehyung clarifies. He pauses to flick his tongue against your swollen bud, leaving you twitching where you lay. “Just for a night. Gotta class reunion I have to go to and I, uhhh…”

“Holy shit,” you wail as his middle digit slips in to fill the void his mouth left behind.

The assault on your g-spot is fastidious and unrelenting, in total juxtaposition to the way he speaks. Casual and confoundingly chipper. If he wasn’t two knuckles deep, his tone might indicate that he was talking about his latest trip to the grocery store, or a movie he’d just seen.

Taehyung barely reacts to the way you clench around one finger; he certainly doesn’t bat an eye when he adds a second. Instead, he smiles sheepishly. 

Bashful? At a time like this?

“I may have told some of my old teammates that I was married.” He shrugs. “But, hey, if you saw the shit they’ve accomplished so far in life, you wouldn’t blame me for trying to save face somehow.”

Well. 

You sought an explanation, and you received one. What did you expect?

“T-teammates?” You mutter as he curls his finger upwards, rubbing so painfully perfect where you need the friction most. “W-what sport?”

Why are you making small talk right now?

Taehyung grins at the interest you’ve displayed; it’s the first time you’ve ever discussed hobbies. You can’t unpack that because your back is arching up off the mattress like he’s conducting an exorcism, not finger-fucking you to the brink of collapse. Worst of all, there’s no effort showing on his face. No acknowledgement in his sparkling eyes that he’s ruining you, with only one hand.

“Soccer,” he replies easily.

You squeak, “Oh, that’s nice,” and then your stream of consciousness sends you barreling over the waterfall. 

Convulsing, you cum so hard that your vision turns to static. Writhing and whimpering, you have to clamp your knees together to combat the overstimulation he’s — either knowingly or unknowingly, hard to say — dragged you towards.

When your limbs stop tingling, you scoot over to make room for him beside you on the bed. He drops himself into the space you’ve created, one arm tucked under his head and the other snaking its way under your neck. You accept his bicep as a pillow for your heavy head, and then you tilt it to stare up at him.

“So, what? You said you were married, and everyone else you asked to be your fake spouse said no,” you assume. 

Of course, as his biweekly fuck buddy, you wouldn’t be the first one on his list. You wonder how many other people he’d asked ahead of you, and if the offer only crossed his mind when they were squirming, naked, right in front of him.

Taehyung snorts. “Better get me an ice pack for the bruised ego.” He scrubs his free hand over his face as he laughs. “You really think I’ve been shot down that many times?”

You don’t know what to do with this statement, so you furrow your eyebrows. He finally looks at you, and once again, he’s shy. 

Either those are butterflies in your stomach, or your body is trying to remind you to flush out your bladder. Either way, you ignore the sensation. Elbowing him gently, you try to nudge loose whatever words are caught in his mouth.

“Might’ve dropped your name, specifically,” he admits with a grimace. He misreads the stunned look on your face as something else — offense or annoyance, maybe — because he continues quickly, “You were just the first person that came to mind, I dunno. Would’ve been easier if my lie wasn’t so… detailed.”

You can’t help but warble: “Aww, Taehyungie wants to fake marry me?”

He knocks your shoulder with his to hide how red his cheeks have gone.

—

“Does this look as bad as I think it does?” You mutter as you run your hands down the skirt of your dress for the hundredth time.

Taehyung gulps the remainder of his beer and sets the empty pint glass down against the bar. Hand now free, he grabs yours and holds it hostage. Affectionately — not annoyed by your fidgeting the way you yourself are. And he ignores your question. He should, after all; he’s told you two hundred times that you look pretty.

Pretty.

That stupid word has you tickled pink, which is ridiculous.

Ridiculous and pretty.

The brief nod of his head towards the doorway catches your attention. You follow his eyes to the other end of the hotel ballroom where a group of gorgeous men and their objectively more gorgeous wives cross the threshold.

“Damn, TaeTae’s all grown up!” The tall one shouts through cupped hands, even though he’s only a few meters away.

Your eyes shift upwards to Taehyung’s face. His boxy grin doesn’t quite meet his eyes; and he looks down at you as if he’s silently asking you to bolt with him out the back door.

You snort, voice low. “TaeTae?”

“Don’t,” he pleads. And he must be settling into character because he leans down to kiss your temple. Lips still near your ear, he whispers, “We may be pushing thirty, but I guarantee they’re still not above a titty-twister if I push back on it.”

You wiggle your eyebrows. “Kinky.”

And, just for a second, that fond look in his eye makes you forget that this is a hoax. So does that laugh as he shakes his head, the one that silently says, “oh, you.”

The stocky one is beaming when the group finally reaches you. He eyes you up and down with an amazed — albeit not inherently gross — whistle. He laughs as he claps Taehyung on the shoulder. “And he wasn’t exaggerating! Traded in those too-big ears for a smoke show, didn’t you?”

“I don’t remember saying the bit about the ears, but the rest is accurate.” Taehyung shoots you a wink that reads authentic. He squeezes your hand and your swooning heart, too. “Couldn’t have picked better if I tried.”

[lemotmo]

I love that everyone is spiraling over an outfit photo 🤣

Q. GREEEEEEEN!!!!

Q. He looks so freaking good I need a moment. And it's his breakup color!!

Q. Ali color theory is color theoring. He's in GREEN

Q. Tell me you've seen the picture and tell me how much you died! He looks edible and it's green!

Q. Thoughts on the photo? He looked so good I dropped my phone 😝 G R E E N!!!!

Q. Oliver Stark is giving us wardrobe pics!?!? With Buck in his breakup color! And journos are now flat out saying it's enough for them to say Buddie canon! What is happening?!?

A. My ask box is just a sea of the word green 🤣. I have a client pitch meeting later this morning that will last ages so I'm going to answer these in one post. Most of the asks currently sitting in my box are a variation of the ones posted above, bless you all, so this should cover it if you've sent me an ask.

Well I needed to lay down when I first saw the photo because he has no right looking that damn fine. And as someone who, with the exception of a few outfits, absolutely hated Buck's wardrobe last season, I was thrilled to see that fit. Now, there are way better blogs to have the color theory discussion with but him in green is definitely a pattern that pops up when he's about to make a life change of some kind. Whether that be breakups or a coma dream green tends to appear on Buck when he's coming to some sort of self discovery, or personal growth. We don't see him in green otherwise. It's definitely more of an Eddie color. So the implications of that photo are certainly interesting. Also, sorry for some of you in my ask box, but he's not going to post a Tommy fit. Let that idea go now. The other thing we know about Mr. Stark is that he will inevitably post some photo that we will look back on in a few months and realize it was a major hint/spoiler of some kind. He's a little shit like that. He knows exactly what he's doing. As for the journos tweet it was certainly an interesting thing to say. She is a Buddie fan herself though so I think people would do well to remember that, just in case. But I will say that with the season just a month away their embargos have most likely been lifted, or are about to be lifted, so I would imagine they will start their promotional side of things here fairly soon. And they're clearly going with the 'something's shifted' angle because they have all now mentioned it. Given what we have seen so far Buddie looks to be a big part of the PR game plan again this season. Just remember it is their job to drum up excitement and anticipation for the season and Buddie is an easy way to do that. So while I understand everyone is excited, just try not to take everything as a confirmation. Enjoy the content. Be as excited and nervous as you want. Stay in the positive. Ignore the negative and rage bait nonsense. All the signs are there. But as we all know that's not a guarantee. Follow Oliver and Ryan's lead and just enjoy the ride.

See you all after my presentation 😫

Thank you Nonny! Much appreciated!

Oliver has no business looking this good this season. 😋 The wardrobe has definitely changed a lot and I agree with Ali, it was necessary. I don't know what they were trying to show us last season, but Buck's wardrobe has definitely brightened up a lot.

I agree with Ali so much here. All of these things are great and positive for us. Let's be excited and happy with all of this content and then we'll just see. Let the show surprise us. We won't know what'll happen until the season starts airing anyway, so enjoy all the inbetween fun. That's what fandom is about: Enjoying the thing you love!

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Let's Win This Love; Pt. 2 (Keita's Ending)

part 1: let's win this love (keita & matthew x planetmaster/idol!reader) wc: 900 warnings: some swears; sad keita with a happy ending :) pronouns: none used; n/a summary: planetmaster/idol!reader goes to look for keita after the finale episode of boys planet ~bp masterlist~ ♡ ~kofi (no pressure at all)~ this was a request for our mega talented, adorable keita. i'm glad i got to do a part 2 to my previous one-shot; i think you'll like this ending. i'm so happy with our final lineup guys. jay, keita, hyeonni and phanbin are my only regrets. i wish all of them so much luck-- great opportunities will come out of this for them and i hope everyone continues to think positively! i think when zb1 debuts, i'll rebrand the blog to the group but until then we shall remain boysplanetmorelike :) thank you all for a great month and let's look forward to the next 2.5 years of a most likely pretty successful zb1!

"Hey."

Keita looks up at you from where he's sitting, knees hugged loosely to his chest as he leans against the wall of an empty back hallway in Jamsil Stadium. Tears are rolling down his face fairly elegantly and he hurriedly attempts to wipe them away when he meets your gaze.

"Sunbaenim," he greets with a break in his voice. You sit down next to him, mirroring his position as you tuck your knees to your chest. He looks like he wants to say something else, but his eyes water up again before he can get it out. "I'm sorry."

"Sorry? There's nothing to be sorry for," you affirm, a sad smile forming on your lips. You try to brighten his spirits a bit by joking, "It's not like you stepped on anyone's shoe again."

Keita laughs through his tears, drying his eyes with the back of his hand again. You can't help but notice how truly exhausted he looks.

"If there's anyone that should be sorry, it's all of us," you say, a gentle hand finding its way to his shoulder. "We'll be missing out on one of the greatest talents here. It's just not fair."

He smiles sadly, shaking his head humbly to dismiss your compliment. "No, no-- thank you, but I don't think I'll be missed by anyone much."

"You'll be missed by me," you say definitively, watching as his eyes widen at your personal sentiment.

You can tell he's not quite sure what to say. "I--... I will?"

You nod, laughing softly at the stunned expression on his face. "Every time I announced another name out there, I was pretty devastated it wasn't yours."

Keita nods slowly. "Oh."

"I really thought for sure you'd make it, Keita. Over the past few weeks, I've been thinking about that solution I came up with for your little dilemma during the First Mission," you continue, trying to keep your heart beating at a steady pace and maintain your cool composure. "And I realized I really wanted you to win."

Keita nods even slower, expression unchanging. "Oh."

You grimace awkwardly at his lack of reaction. "Should I not be saying any of this?"

"Oh shit, I'm sorry! I'm so sorry," he exclaims finally. "I legitimately thought I wasn't awake for a moment. Actually, I'm... I'm still not sure that I am."

A grin spreads across your face, biting your lip to keep from squealing at how cute this boy is being. And to think, you had almost written him off as an evil shoe-stepper forever.

But after he got you those flowers at the Kill This Love evaluation... after you'd run into him at the corner store a week later and he bought your water and ramen for you... after he wore that goddamn adorable red Loverboy bunny hat for his Zoom stage...

"You are," you say. "I promise."

Keita's eyes light up, smiling in absolute awe of his turn in luck. "Really!?"

"Really!"

His brows furrow suddenly, eyes littered with concern. "But... What about Matthew? You said you'd go out with whichever one of us debuted."

"I did say that," you agree, nodding thoughtfully before beaming at him as the solution comes to you. "But I didn't say when that debut had to be."

"Oh my god," Keita whispers after a moment. "I think I fit that criteria."

Your laughter illuminates the empty hallway once more. "I think you do, too!"

"I am a no-good, dirty, rotten shoe stepper though," he counters with a playful smirk.

"Mm," you agree with a nod. "You are. But I've decided I think I actually needed to be humbled like that on national television. I think you were really doing me a favor by tripping me and making me fall on my ass in front of Asia's greatest entertainers."

"You know, you say you're over it, but I'm just not sure if that's the case," Keita says, shaking his head in disbelief.

You smile, punching his arm softly. "I'm just kidding. I'm grateful for the experience though--it's the reason I remembered you! Honestly, I'd consider letting you step on my shoe whenever you want."

Keita's head falls to his hands as he laughs, a rosy blush tinting his cheeks as he looks back up at you. "I might just take you up on that."

You stand up, extending a hand to Keita and helping him up to his feet. He nervously shuffles a bit, smiling shyly at you.

"I'm sorry again that you didn't make your second debut tonight with ZB1," you say, hands clasped together at your waist. "I know it's not nearly as exciting, but... would you be willing to make your second debut as my boyfriend instead?"

Keita's face scrunches up in the most joyful smile. "That was so lame."

"I know, I'm so sorry," you relent, looking up at the ceiling and cringing at yourself.

"It would be an honor," Keita says, nodding as his bottom lip tucks between his teeth.

"HEY ARE YOU GUYS GONNA KISS ALREADY OR WHAT!?" You and Keita are ripped from your moment as a recognizable voice shouts from down the hallway.

Whipping around frantically to see the perpetrator, you groan when the boy making his way toward you comes into view.

"I have to get to my Uber and you guys are blocking the way with your little webtoon-worthy confession scene," Zhang Hao calls, rolling his eyes at you. "So if you're gonna make out or something can you just let me through first!?"

You and Keita glance at each other knowingly before shouting at the same time a familiar phrase:

"ZHANG HAO, I SWEAR TO--."

[soupforsoup]

I have to let you know that I appreciate your blog for being one of the few that talks about the 5th Doctor's era at all, but also for making me genuinely want to check out said era for the sake of Adric.

AHHHHVDJSKABSMSK oh my gosh thank you!! Definitely do go enjoy, I love the fifth doctor's era he's a deceptively tragic little fella. There are quite a few really great classic who/5th dr blogs, if you don't already know them check them out: @englandhatepage @corvid-ae @timelordian-disaster-126 @fivebroken @visgae @fivenyssateganadric and tons more!!

Adric genuinely is one of my favourite characters, not just in who but of all time, and as someone who struggles w empathy, not only do I relate HARD, but he's one of the only characters that still reliably makes me recreate this at 3am thinking way too hard about him

he's such a great little guy and I love overanalysing every single little thing to do with him, he's a bitchy teenage boy who's a genius and thinks that makes him an authority on everything but also he's desperately insecure, loyal to a fault, cares so so much and just wants a place to feel loved and where he belongs and him and the 5th doctor are so alike it literally drives me insaneeee

Thank you again for this ask it really brightened up my day!!

[the-s1lly-corner]

Flirting with Ragatha

gonna write this then imma take a break because someone hit me with the "the bits in your thighs are going to ache for no reason" spell + i need to make breakfast </3 i think i might make some posts and que them since i got a lot of art wips i need to get finished and im kind of struggling between bouncing doing art and writing... on one hand que posts will let me have that unbroken focus on my art since i wont have to worry about juggling blogs... but on the other hand writing helps my brain... hmmm... and i also run the risk of forgetting to put something in the masterlist... i think i might try it just for today, after i stretch my legs and eat ill write up a post or two and schedule it to come out in a few hours

i think she would like classic romantic gestures such as being given roses or sweets...

i guess titling these posts as flirting isnt accurate since its generally just what gets them flustered rather than pick up lines and verbal flirting.. unless its the same thing.. shrugs

keeps a vase in her room specifically for the flowers you give her, if this is a real world au she keeps the vase in a main living area instead!

hold her hand while you guys walk, swing it a little. something that small is going to get her all soft and gooey, shes going to have this little smile on her face the entire time you guys are walking around

cringes a little at those dumb and cheesy pick up lines but theres still a love for them in there inside her, juuuust barely behind her thinned mouth and squinted eyes after you drop the most cringe line you can muster

i think she would have a secret love for those silly/funny/cheesy celebration cards, so give her those if you want to brighten her day

i like to think she keeps all the cards youve given her, too... handmade or otherwise!

speaking of handmade, gift giving is a big thing for her so throw that into the mix if you wanna melt her heart.. you get bonus points if you made it yourself

you make pick up lines inspired by her sewing and crafting stuff, shes gonna roll her eyes but her smile says it all

oh shes definitely the type to blush hard

like to her ears and neck hard, shes going to be completely pink all over but only when you do it/do something that REALLY gets her

thinks

oh she would definitely shoot some lines back

you guys wont go back and forth like other characters do with their own partner, but shes definitely returning the energy

[ryuichirou]

Reply

Time to write replies! A lot of them are about Vil today, but also one about Jadidi…

Anonymous asked:

The recent Vil art took me a minute, but I was kinda horrified as soon as I realized what it meant.

But I also like the yandere implications of it, so I'm torn between fear and semi-amazement.

Hehe, the original fairytale is quite brutal! Disney’s version isn’t even the most brutal, but the idea of heart in a box is still there. I think this beautiful cruelty looks good on Vil.

So I’m glad you feel both fear and semi-amazement! I am very happy to hear that.

Anonymous asked:

...Who's heart do you have in there Vil?

Neige’s, of course <3 And definitely not some wild boar’s because his beloved hunter couldn’t kill Neige <3

Anonymous asked:

any thoughts about vil and his dad (shippy and/or platonic)?

Vil is his daddy’s precious most beautiful most talented most beloved boy in the world <3 !!!!!!!!!

But in all seriousness, for now I’m just delighted by their relationship. Every piece of info we get about them makes me smile, and I love how Vil gets very obviously soft every time he talks about Eric. Twst is once again very good with how it writes different kinds of parents, and I feel like we don’t get a lot of Erics in shows and games. Somehow it feels very refreshing.

In terms of shipping, you know we’re not the ones to shy away from this kind of ships wink wink And Vil gets so cute when he talks about it, and when he was angry that the paparazzi wouldn’t leave them alone was adorable… So everything is possible! But we need to actually sit down and watch them interact first just to see what Vil’s dad is all about not just based on his stories. Yes, it’s the “is he a top or a bottom” thing 😭

thestarlightfae asked:

I sort of did it? Would you mind giving a bit more description as to Vil's positioning when he puts the leg up? Thank you!

I want you to know that in my head you spent all this time in that pose waiting for me to reply, so now I feel extra bad for making you wait… sorry.

To be honest, the pose I was imagining is kind of vague?? I think at first I drew it with intention of Vil lying down under Trey and putting his leg up on his shoulder. But he could also be sitting in front of him while doing so, making it a bit more difficult.

Anonymous asked:

Ryu, words cannot describe how much I love your blog. Every time you post something, regardless if it’s art or if you're answering your asks, it brightens up my day a little bit. You’re feeding us so well with your content that everyone else is too afraid to post about. (What a bunch of pussies, I pity them)

Especially, I adore your Jadidi content cuz I love these two together! I know you haven't posted much about them for quite a while, but I have such a brainrot thanks to your delicious art!

I can't help but imagine Jade luring (somehow) Idia out of his room to the Montro lounge. It’s only the two of them there with the lights low and dimmed, and then before Idia saw it coming; Jade’s bending Idia over Azul's desk in the VIP room and fucking him from behind. I feel like that's how Jade would get back at Azul just to piss him off and on purpose doing it on HIS desk. Maybe he even drugged Idia beforehand? Who knows.

It would be a shame if Azul had forgotten something and had to return to the VIP room only to walk on Jade taking Idia on his desk. I bet even if that were the case, Jade would definitely make eye contact with Azul without stopping and continuing fucking Idia from behind.

That would be so Hooooot 🔥 🤤

Anon! Sorry for replying so late, your message made me very happy, and I kept rereading it every time I sat down to write replies. But today is finally your day lol I am very grateful and happy to hear that you like our stuff so much, despite and because of how weird it is. I’ll never get tired of saying it: it’s all of you who make us keep posting this self-indulgent stuff lol

You are so right about us not posting Jadidi lately. I know we posted a drawing with Idia and all of the mermen recently (which happened after you sent your ask of course), but Jade and Idia deserve more content about just them. I’ll sketch them soon…

The scenario you described really sounds like something Jade would do lol Two birds with one stone: he’ll have fun with Idia AND piss Azul off! Drugging Idia beforehand sounds like a plan at least to make him less nervous and more horny… and maybe more messy as well.

Poor Azul. I don’t know who I envy less, him or Idia. Definitely not Jade though, he’s having fun…