#send asks

[kaybedenlerkulubu10]

Aesthetic.

[diaryofababybunny]

please feel free to send asks! i’d love to be open and maybe tell a bit about myself 🥰

questions I think would be fun to be asked

what are 3 things you’d say shaped you into who you are?

show us a picture of your handwriting?

3 films you could watch for the rest of your life and not get bored of?

what’s an inside joke you have with your family or friends?

what made you start your blog?

what’s the best and worst part of being online/a creator?

what scares you the most and why?

any reacquiring dreams?

tell a story about your childhood

would you say you’re an emotional person?

what do you consider to be romance?

what’s some good advice you want to share?

what are you doing right now?

what’s something you’ve always wanted to do but maybe been to scared to do?

what do you think of when you hear the word “home”?

if you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?

name 3 things that make you happy

do you believe in ghosts and/or aliens?

favourite thing about the day?

favourite things about the night?

are you a spiritual person?

say 3 things about someone you love

say 3 things about someone you hate

what’s one thing you’re proud of yourself for?

fave season and why?

fave colour and why?

any nicknames?

do you collect anything?

what do you do when you’re sad?

what’s one thing that never fails to make you happy/happier?

are you messy or organised?

how many tabs do you have open right now?

any hobbies?

any pet peeves?

do you trust easily?

are you an open book or do you have walls up?

share a secret

fave song at the moment?

youtuber you’ve been obsessed with and why?

any bad habits?

(this post was stolen from @teenage-mutant-ninja-freak, since it couldn't be reblogged anymore)

[myfinalattempt2]

And I mean everywhere 😈😈

[kokytea]

Could you draw Anya getting angry at daisuke over their game. I think she deserves being more than just sad or scared

I bet Daisuke won with probably the worst card i can think of.

[arsenicinhaler]

(SINCE THIS IS GETTING POPULAR I CAN DIRECT PEOPLE TO MY ASK BLOG!! ADVERTISING!!)

went to a indoor/outdoor park that reminded me of tv world. so I made these.

(my bestie put these on pinterest for me if you can find them)

edit:

I've had a couple people send me asks asking if they send me photos if ill edit these two into them, which I did not expect in the slightest, so I say, YES. PLEASE. I HAVE NOTHING TO DO GIVE ME SOMETHING

[ask-jax-and-pomni]

And so the adventure begins~

[dolcecuore]

aaaaaa i love this!!! send asks <3 :))

42 personal questions ask game

how many followers do you have?

when’s the last time you went on a date

how many posts have you made?

What type of shoes do you wear?

what colour are the walls of your room

where are you right now? (not exact location. ex: at a park)

would you consider yourself good at art?

who was your first kiss?

do you still sleep with stuffed animals?

what’s your favourite piece of clothing you own?

do you live in an urban, suburban, or rural area?

what’s your favourite store to shop at? (online or irl)

if you had to choose one POSITIVE word to describe yourself, what would it be?

do you collect anything?

what’s the last thing you ate?

if you go to therapy, do you like your therapist?

what’s one thing you want to buy, but don’t have the money or resources to get?

Who’s the first person you can think of?

how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real?

If you could revive one tv show that has been cancelled, what show would it be?

do you consider yourself a part of any alternative subculture? if so, which one(s)?

who was your childhood favourite music artist?

CDs or record players?

Do you believe in any conspiracy theories?

would you get back together with an ex if given the opportunity?

favourite kid’s show character?

is the person you call your best friend actually your best friend?

when you’re sad, do you prefer to listen to music to match your mood, or listen to happy music?

what’s the last outfit you wore?

do you have any online friends?

least favourite clothing style that is currently popular

how often do you do your laundry?

do you prefer silver or gold jewelry?

what’s your book/movie/tv guilty pleasure?

if you could change your hair however you want, how would you change it?

do you paint your nails?

what’s an uncommon/specific /obscure topic you’re interested in?

what’s the name of your first pet/what would you name your first pet if you had one?

what’s one feature you would change on tumblr?

what’s the most interesting item you own?

would you rather go on a date at a museum or a concert?

what’s one regret you have?

[offlinefiles]

A CAMERON LOLLAPALOOZA !

‘ baby , you wanna go lollapalooza ? ’

boyfriend!rafe takes the reader to her first ever festival …

word count ; 1.2k

“Baby, you ready?” Rafe’s voice cut through the low hum of the fan as he slouched deeper into the couch of the Airbnb that you had rented for the weekend.

You had been saying ‘five more minutes’ for the last half an hour, but he didn’t mind waiting, not for you. Especially when he was scrolling mindlessly through your instagram.

“Holy shit…” he muttered under his breath with a soft sigh, his eyebrows raised slightly as he shifted in his seat, leaning in to get a better look at your newest post.

You weren’t even trying to show off in that picture, but Jesus. Your body? Fucking unreal. He groaned as he licked his lips. He’d taken the picture for you this morning, just messing around as you posed, but you looked insanely good.

Your skin, curves… you looked like a god damn angel. Rafe shamelessly adjusted the jeans he was wearing. He was the loudest and proudest boyfriend ever as he flooded your comment section with heart eyes and fire emojis, as well as reposting it to his story.

“Okay, sorry baby, I’m ready.” You said as you stepped out of the bedroom, standing in the doorway. “Ugh, picking an outfit is so hard. Like, is this okay? I feel like I’m gonna look stupid. What do people even wear to festivals?”

Rafe looked up, and froze.

You looked absolutely stunning as you stood there, adjusting the stack of bracelets on your right wrist. Your hair was done, lips glossy, and you were so hot. Rafe slipped his phone into his back pocket as he stood up slowly to walk towards you.

“Jesus, baby…” he said, his breath caught in his throat as his eyes dragged over you, completely entranced. “…Fuck, you look amazing.” Rafe let out a shaky breath followed by a groan as he entrapped your body in his arms, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck.

Your cheeks flushed, giggling softly as he soaked you up with a tight grip. You pulled away to adjust your top, leaving him staring at you with those big, blue eyes. “Shut up…”

“No, I’m serious…” Rafe reached out to grip your waist again, giving you a kiss to your neck. “Dunno how I’m gonna focus today..” He breathes your scent in. “Fuckin’ perfect…” He smiled as he pulled back slightly, to plant a kiss to your lips.

“You’re already the best dressed, babe.”

The crowd was buzzing and swelled with noise, the sun staring to dip as the first headliner of the festival came out, Tyler, the Creator. The lights flared while the bass sent vibrations through the ground. Rafe stood behind you with his arms wrapped loosely around your waist, swaying gently to the beat of the music.

Your hands were swaying in the air, your body moving against his while you sung along to the songs. Your hands found the nape of his neck as you softly scratched it, his eyes rolling.

He leaned down, his lips brushing your ear. “You like it?” He mumbled while staring intently at you.

“I love it!” You shouted over the music. “This is amazing!”

Your happiness lit him up, leaving him grinning ear to ear. He was pulled out of his loved up moment when someone clapped him on the back.

“Yo.” Topper was half drunk already, a lazy smirk on his face. “Hey, Topper.” You beam brightly, looking back to the performance.

“You look good, girlie.” He smirks, his right hand in his pocket as he lifted a bottle of beer to his lips with his left. Rafe’s eyes narrow, just slightly.

“Yea, my girl always does.” He hums, giving Topper a one over before resting his head on top of yours and starting to sway with you again.

The VIP lounge was bustling with low noise, strung with warm lights and red solo cups all over the floor. You and Rafe were curled up on a low couch, you basically sitting on his lap.

“My throats so dry.” You groaned. “I need a cold one.”

Rafe looked up from his phone immediately. “I got you baby, just water?” He asked as he gently moved you to the side and stood up with a stretch. When you nod, he leaned down to kiss your cheek and sauntered towards the bar.

You barely had time to sit back before someone dropped themselves right up against your side.

Oh.

“Where’s your bodyguard? Thought he didn’t leave you anywhere.” Topper slurred slightly, putting an arm around the back of the sofa. You looked to him and offered a tight smile.

“Getting me water.” You said shortly, looking over to the bar trying to spot Rafe. Topper leant in a little more. “You look good tonight…” His eyes dropped to your chest.

You nodded with an awkward chuckle, leaning back and pulling your phone out to message Rafe.

‘can you come back lol’

As you stood up to put some space between you and Topper, his hands slid behind you, grabbing a full hand of your ass. You jolted away, a shocked expression on your face.

“Are you serious-,” Before you could finish your sentence, Rafe’s voice cut through the air, turning a few heads.

“The fuck did you just do?”

He was already there, his eyebrows furrowed and eyes narrowed, a look of disgust on his face as he glared at Topper, the bottle of water already forgotten on the ground.

Topper held up his hands as he stood up, smirking slightly. “Chill, bro-,”

Rafe shoved him back and gripped the collar of his shirt. “Don’t fuckin’ bro me, we’re not friends.” He spat out behind gritted teeth. “Touch her again, and I’ll knock your fuckin’ teeth out clean.”

You gasped and stepped in quickly, gently tugging Rafe from Topper, who was left stumbling, and moved away from him. “Rafe, baby, listen…” You spoke softly as your hands held his face.

He did, breathing heavily with his jaw clenched. “You okay?” He asked under his breath, his fingers finding the hem of your shirt to ground himself as he gripped it.

“I’m fine, let go, baby..” your hands slip down to his, pulling him away from the scene. Rafe glared once more at Topper, his hand slipping into your back pocket as you walked away.

When you got back to the Airbnb, the quiet was broken as Rafe was all over you, kissing anywhere his lips could reach as he backed you into the bedroom.

You both were tangled in each other on the bed, his mouth moving over yours sloppily and lazily, like he was trying to submerge himself in you.

He pulled back gently with a soft hum, his lips swollen and a dark glint in his eyes. “Sit back…” He said, voice rough.

“What?”

“Just for a sec, sit back. Pose, baby…” murmured, pulling his phone out of his pocket. You laughed, rolling your eyes, but posed anyway; your knees bent, head tilted, pouting as you threw a peace sign, your lipgloss smudged over your mouth.

Click.

He snapped the photo on his phone, mumbling a quiet ‘fuck’ as he looked at it, clicking a few buttons before he tossed it behind him, resuming to kissing you with his hands tangled in your hair.

It was posted to his instagram, which was already basically a fan account of you.

The caption?

Mine. Try again next time.

[thedemonofcat]

Geralt noticing as Jaskier slowly builds more muscle over time due to all the hiking and swooning wheeeeeew

As Jaskier walked along the path, he was caught off guard when, without warning, Geralt swept him off his feet and set him atop Roach.

"Hey!" Jaskier yelped, startled, shifting around until he settled somewhat comfortably in the saddle ahead of Geralt.

"No more walking," Geralt muttered from behind him.

"I was perfectly fine on my own. You can put me down," Jaskier protested, but Geralt only tightened his hold.

"You're supposed to be smaller than me," he said gruffly. "That means no more walking for you."

[ask-jax-and-pomni]

“Though it’s not like money has any value in the circus. Guess I can’t grant yer wish.”

(Next post will be more Pomni centered, promise!)

[witchhunt-au]

(3rd thread Les gooo)

"Yeah but it's like behind 10 cans, 15 packs Doritos and 1 jug of melted crayola crayons."

“Well if I can swing my way through a witches wig and slice her neck open and pull right through it-!”

He aggressively huffed, puffing up his chest, he slowly took a breath out.

“… Then I can deal with melted crayons.”

His voice quickly went to monotone.

Strawberry Cookie brought her palm to her face, her other hand still holding Mystic Flour’s.

[italian-aphrodite]

Dormito bene? Io avrei dormito meglio in compagnia 🌞💖

[thedemonofcat]

Everyone at Kaer Morhen is surprised that a baby Jaskier. under the effects of a spell, is silent and doesn't smile.

Cue contest to make the baby smile/laugh.

(winner is whoever thought to let the baby play with the lute strings)

Who would’ve guessed a child version of Jaskier could be so unsettling?

Yet there he was—young, cursed, and unnervingly quiet—perched on Geralt’s lap like a porcelain doll come to life.

Eskel shrugged. “I didn’t learn to juggle just to be ignored.”

“Maybe the kid just doesn’t have anything to say,” Lambert offered.

The miniature bard sat still, wide-eyed and eerily expressionless.

“It’s Jaskier,” Geralt muttered. “He is joy, chaos, music... not this. I just want the curse lifted.”

Then, finally, in a small voice, Child Jaskier spoke. “Daddy said no talking.”

[longappendage]

One of the final chest photos before top surgery btw

(Check reblogs)