#myhh

[rkoradiopictures]

[lacedwispr]

Old Artfight 2022 group attack for @monsterahystera, @naninadz, @rema-rin, and beemeat

And another one for @monsterahystera

[imaggots]

best feeling in the world is getting into your own bed with no care in the world after a week of constant hell

[mochisnz]

(nsfw and self-indulgent under the cut)

you’re laying in bed together and they tell you their nose has been itchy all day but they haven’t been able to sneeze. you prop yourself up, hold them close to you, and start lightly tracing their nostrils with your fingernail. the reaction is immediate and they start scrunching up their nose, whining in protest.

“shh baby, you’ll feel better after.” you lightly insert your finger into their nose, being met with a few soft, but desperate, hitches

“h-hih-hihh.. heh.” each small prick of your fingernail further coaxing out an increasingly whiny buildup.

they start lightly bucking their hips up and you watch the pressure grow in their pants.

“do you want me to touch this, or this?” you coo at them, poking their nose and the bulge in their pants respectively. each light touch pulls a different but equally delicious sound from your partner’s lips as they’re left desperately hitching and moaning.

“myhh my n-nose pleahhh-hih! please..”

they’re already rubbing at themself before slipping their hand under their waistband as you slip your finger back into their red nose. their hitches and moans mixing together into a slurry of desperation.

when they finally sneeze they do so full force into your hand which is already conveniently in front of their mouth. after a few seconds they sneeze again, and then again. ramping up to what seems like a full expulsion of all the day’s tickles.

their nose seems to be taking care of itself for now so you nudge their hand out of the way and take over stroking them. sneezes littered with ramping moans fill the room.

once they’re finished, their nose still seems to be quite far behind and, after a blow, they guide your hand back down to them for round two.

for the rest of the night you go back and forth between touching them and teasing their nose until you both fall asleep.

[soft-likethesunset]

IFNORW THE WORDS AND STUFF I STOLE IT FROM MY TIKTOK BUT THIS IS THE KAN THE MYHH THE LEGAND

OH WOW HE SEEMS LIKE A FUN GUY I’LL MAKE IT BY TONIGHT PROMISE

[eekub988]

im going to slam myhh head into a wall

[rhiandoesfandom]

Ficlet: Anniversary

Notes: I am feeling really sad today so the only way I know how to express it is through fic right now lol.

So enjoy.

Timeline: Blitz and Stolas are dating, Blitz sleeps over at the Palace most nights.

Stolas wakes up, the sun shining through the sheer curtains of the palace bedroom. He turns and admires Blitz next to him, the light glinting off his horns. He rubs his forehead.

"Good morning my love", he coos, Blitz groaning and eyes fluttering open, "Huh? What're you doing up so early?"

"I just wanted to be up with you while you get ready for work", he says, giving him a peck on the cheek. Blitz gives a tired smile and yawns, wiping the crusts from his eyes.

"You're too cute", he takes Stolas's cheek in his hand and kisses him gently, then flops his face back into his pillow, "but I dun wanna get up".

Stolas chuckles, "You have responsibilities, darling" he explains softly, "IMP?" But Blitz waves his hand in the air, "Moxxie can handle it".

Stolas crosses his arms, "Is there something you want to talk about, Blitz? You're always excited about work".

"No..." But just then an alarm goes off on his phone and Blitz goes to smash it with his fist but Stolas grabs it, "Honestly, you need to stop breaking your phones! I'm getting tired of adding your contact every week", he says honestly and Blitz groans then tries to grab the phone as Stolas sees the alarm that went off before swiping it away.

Visit Mom's Grave

Blitz swipes the phone from him and puts it back on the side table, turning away from Stolas and pulling the blankets back over his head.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to intrude", Stolas says, putting a hand on Blitz's back. Blitz sighs and covers his face with the duvet, mumbling into it.

"Mhmm myhh mmm mm", he says and Stolas cocks his head, "Uh...pardon?"

He lowers it a little, "Its not you it's that damn alarm".

"The reminder?" Stolas asks and Blitz whimpers, "Yeah".

"I am sorry, I didn't know your mother was deceased. I am sorry for your loss", he replies but Blitz has heard it all before from everyone around him. When they aren't blaming him for her death. Or he isn't blaming himself.

"It was a long time ago...", he pushes the topic away and squeezes his horse stuffy from Stolas, sighing into it. Stolas hesitates. He never knew his mother. He doesn't know if he can even relate to this. But..losing a parent he can. He felt like he lost Paimon, as horrible as a father as he was, he seemed to want nothing to do with him once he was 18 besides what he could do for the family.

"I...never knew my mother". He admits, holding his knees, making himself small again like when he was a child. Blitz turns his way and he realizes he'd been silently crying.

"Well, probably better cause once they're gone, there's this...emptiness like, like the only person who cared for you is gone. Because they are", his lip quivers and Stolas reaches out his arms and he crawls into his lap, leaning his head on his chest. Stolas moving his horns gently against his shoulder so they aren't in his face.

"I always tried to imagine what she looked like. I don't look much like my father. Him being a changeable being and all, I imagined her as like a female version of me, but she'd be witty and clever. And funny. She'd tell me stories that I ended up reading to myself, and she'd kiss me good night every night", he rubs Blitz's hand as his tears continue falling down onto his hand.

Then Blitz smiles softly, "She would do that. Kiss barb, I, and even Fizz good night every night. Even when we were teenagers". Stolas fights tears now. One escaping and falling down his face onto Blitz's forehead and he looks up.

"Fuck I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you sad too", he says and uses a claw to wipe Stolas's tears. Stolas chuckles, "No no, it's okay. It's just...nice to talk about her. Mothers. I always imagined her but, even imagined, she was a great comfort to me".

Blitz stayed silent for a moment, then sat up and takes Stolas's hand, "Wanna meet my mom?"

Stolas's eyes widen and he nods, "Of course".

They stop by a floral shop and pick out his mother's favorite flowers, Wrath marigolds because they're resilient, and he squeezes the bobble around his neck as they step through the portal in front of the IMP and Succubus cemetery. Hellborn cemeteries when they aren't for demons like Stolas are often not talked about or fussed about. So he was not surprised to find it's gate rusted and the headstones small. He was however, taken back by the sheer amount of dead imp and succubi in the grave yard.

He tries to stay silent to respect the dead as Blitz scans the headstones, searching for his mother's. Then he finds it. A smaller one with wings on the back and the same emblem on his bobble on the front.

"Here she is! Looks like Barb and Fizz have been here already", he gestures to the other pair of marigolds that are different colors than his. He sits in front of the grave and pats the ground next to him, signaling to Stolas. He hoots and sits next to Blitz.

"I feel eerie", Stolas admits and Blitz smiles, "That's just what graveyards feel like". Stolas nods and looks to the headstone, "Well...nice to meet you uh-" he starts and Blitz interrupts,

"Tilla. Was her name", he pulls out other supplies from his bag.

"What are those for?" Stolas asks, pointing to a jar of honey, and some biscuits. Blitz takes a biscuit and splits it in half, spreading the honey on it with the knife from his pocket.

"It's an Imp tradition to bring the dead their favorite snack. My mom loved honey on biscuits", he smiles fondly as he finishes spreading one half and sets it in front of the grave.

Stolas smiles, "That's so sweet". Blitz looks at the other one, "I usually eat this one but...do you wanna try it?"

Stolas puts his hand to his chest, "What? I- don't know this is your mother after all and-" but Blitz is already putting it straight in his beak, and he chews it to keep from choking on it.

"Mmmm!" He says, giving a thumbs up. Blitz chuckles, "Mom would give you five more if you told her they were good".

Stolas chuckles, "I think I'm content with just one".

They sit in silence again for a moment, Blitz's claw grazing over the marigolds set at the stone from Barb.

"Why don't you come here with your sister?" Stolas asks and Blitz turns, considering giving a cold shoulder but that's not how his mom would want him to act today.

"She...resents me for my mom's death. But I don't think I can talk about it right now, okay Stols?" He asks with pleading eyes and Stolas nods, "of course, I'll never push you into talking about something you aren't ready for".

"Thank you", he replies quietly and leans into his chest again, his feet reaching the headstone, "I miss her so much".

Stolas kisses him on the top of the head right on his tattoo, "I am sure she misses you".

Blitz looks around and hugs himself as Stolas hugs him, "Yeah".

[sistercara]

can a pretty strong woman murder me i mean kill me i mena eviscerate ummm myhh uhhhhh

[sandwichsakurauchi]

pentuplesized Myhh, what kinds of designs is she working on?

"Hfffheheh~ I'm glad... ya ashked~! I'm havin'... Tonoshama help develop a raished... platform for people whoshe shtomachsh... hffff... exshtend out further than they do... Like... yoursh truly... HfffNGH!!"

She'd grab her love handles and hoist as much of her gut off the floor as she could. You could make out a pair of swollen feet in the remains of some busted-open boots underneath before it slapped back down with a wet, sweaty plop.

"HAAAH... Hfff... It'll be... revolushionary...~! Then I can shtart on my... mobile fheedin' devishe...~"

[sillyfakeboy]

the edibles Re really starting to hit now myhh

[kittenhypnotized]

Oh darling, you’re so easy

SHOCK 3

These shocks are bringing you so deep aren’t they?

SHOCK 3

Making your little brain flicker each time I do it

SHOCK 3

I wonder if the effect will be stronger with a harder shock

SHOCK 5

Maybe I’ll condition you to be dropped by shocking…

SHOCK 5

Drop so deep to those shocks

Feel your brain flicker on and off each shock you get

SHOCK 5

j,n,myhh,,yyeeaa ,,,sshhock is nnivcce,

[rkoradiopictures]

[mubinikki]

Dinda tidak perlu lagi… menunggu!!! 😂 . . Because BEGINI by mubinikki is now available on all your favorite music streaming platforms!!! . . LINK IN BIO! . . Song credits: Written, performed, mix and mastered by mubinikki. Produced by mubinikki for BDI Records. . . Cover Art credits: 📸: @justwalid 👨🏽‍🎨: @fr.digitaldesign, @faizrazak_12 @bedroomdreamers . . . EP coming soon 👀 . . #myhh #myhhcode #music #kualalumpur #lokalah #rnb #independentartist #popmusic 😂 (at Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia) https://www.instagram.com/p/CWLPfIpJXv9/?utm_medium=tumblr

[aibeelicious]

#myHH #sfltitas #sflarabia #sflbestlifeever #sistersfromdifferentmother #familyawayfromhome #sfl #aibeelicious #hhgroup #sistersandfriends (at Swimming Pool - Eurovillage) https://www.instagram.com/p/B1rq7ienSuqvThgsg_pZGy_dq9B7C1IlBMhHcE0/?igshid=4migmnzhv402

[jayska-nxl]

Just realized my url is two letters away from "psych, bitch"

[nuelangblr]

Basic Gaeilge phrases

Dia duit /jee-ah ditch/ - Hello! Dia is muire duit /jee-ah is murah ditch/ - Hello (used only as a response)

Conas atá tú? /cunis a-ta too/ - How are you? Tá mé go maith /ta may go myhh/ - I’m good Tá mé go hiontach /ta may go heyntakh/ - I’m great Níl mé go maith /nyeel may go myhh/ - I’m not good Úfasach /oof-aas-akh/ - I’m awful

Le do thoill /leh daw hull/ - Please Go raibh maith agat /go row myhh ug-it/ - Thank you Tá fáilte romhat /ta falcha rowut/ - You’re welcome! (as response to thank you)

Slán leat - Goodbye!

This post’s basically transcript of this video