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[talwarishikaaa]

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[applesandbannas747]

I know these are ugly as all hell, but figured other people might like quick reference pages on all the teams we've encountered so far too so thought I'd share them XD

[werewolfhooligan]

i found my old unused rubber blocks + got a set of carving tools and now i'm relearning the simple joy of stamp making. which is why i have so many of these, i literally just liked doing it

[etoilesbienne]

also trust me if you think this is a deranged amount if work for an au that i came up with maybe 5 days ago You should see my google doc......

[skunkes]

^_^

[mumintroll]

i feel like such a child but i have never been able to figure out how to put a sheet on a bed properly. like i can stretch it over every corner but it always comes off randomly every day or two at one of the sides and i have to stretch it back over. and ik its a problem with me and not the sheet bc anytime anyone else puts my sheet on for me on any bed ive ever had it doesnt happen. but i cannot figure out what im doing wrong i feel like i must be just really thick 😭

[krysmcscience]

Who ordered the post movie latte? It says 'Stinky Bastard Man' on the cup. I'd say Brown ordered it for White, but he's currently preoccupied with Impostor shaming. Any ideas, @crinklytinfoil? Or are you just gonna die laughing cuz I failed to resist my urge? ;)

Fun fact, this is the first time I've drawn Brown with eye shines - I always leave them out to give him a more hollow and lifeless appearance, lol :D

I also made his hair more reddish in accordance with descriptions, it's more auburn now. Auburn Plus, if you will.

And now, for a doodle comic that got way out of hand. I am putting it under a read-more because, uh. Bit of hinky stuff goin' on, cuz my sketches sorta ran away from me along with everything else about it, ahaha...

...yeah O///O;

Anyway.

Green, you are such a pain in the ass to draw, ink, and color :)

I should have been asleep like three hours ago, lmao, I have work tomorrow today. Feel free to submit your own Impostor Shaming moments while I careen headlong into the nearest sleeping surface.

[tranceindia123]

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[vaniliens]

Tried to use my empty side blog for my vaguer oc stuff like aesthetics maybe and i ended up making. More.

[mimicori]

tfw . u waste 2 boards of material and use another 3 more to laser cut a chair that u now realize wont work (it’s missing the MOST IMPORTANT JOINTS cry) and now u really DO have to redesign it which is great bc u already had things to fix but now u need to fix the Whole Chair which is less fun

[kiyinian]

Part one

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・

Ex-husband Simon who: Didn't leave your side when you said you were pregnant, who went to see you every day, even if those visits were after his work, in the middle of the night.

Ex-husband Simon who: Made video calls to you when he couldn't show up at your house, talking to you and the children, asking you multiple times if you were okay. Most of the time he listened to you talk about your day, he listened until you fell asleep on the other side, and he watched you sleep for a while. When he saw that you were safe and well, he would whisper goodnight and I love you, hoping that you would somehow hear it.

Ex-husband Simon who: Always found a way to go to all your appointments, just as he had done with your other times when you were pregnant. Every month he would go with you for a check-up, he could even play the tough guy, but he couldn't hold back the tear that formed in the corner of his eye when he heard the little ones' heartbeat. His own flesh and blood.

Ex-husband Simon who: Cried his heart out when he found out he was going to be the father of two girls, feeling nervous at the same time. At the ultrasound, he held your hand so tightly, his other hand stroking your hair as you watched your girls. He couldn't have been happier, and even happier that you were carrying his children once again.

Ex-husband Simon who: Almost committed a traffic accident when one of your kids called him, the little one saying that you weren't feeling well. He drove as fast as he could to your house, his hands shaking as he went to look for you. It was even worse when he found you pale, almost falling to the ground, probably a drop in your pressure. But it was enough to keep him up all night.

Ex-husband Simon who: Wouldn't take no for an answer when you told him he didn't need to move in with you, that you could manage on your own. But how? A whole house to look after, children, pregnancy. No, it was too much. You didn't have to deal with it on your own when he was around. So despite your protests, the next day he showed up with his suitcases, ready to move in with you once again.

Ex-husband Simon who: Did everything in the house, he didn't let you lift a single weight, he didn't even allow you to spend much time walking back and forth. You were pregnant, getting bigger and bigger, all you had to do was relax. The rest he did without complaint. Although he did burn the food, most of the time.

Ex-husband Simon who: Never ignored your cravings, no matter if it was late at night, or early in the morning, he would buy you whatever you asked of him. Even if it meant going out in the middle of the night to buy some random flavor of ice cream, he didn't care, as long as he could see you satisfied.

Ex-husband Simon who: Bought all the baby's utensils together with you, from the crib to the clothes, bottles, pacifiers, whatever you wanted to buy, he would go with you, and pay for everything, of course. Always buying toys for your other children, too. And he'd always buy whatever you wanted or needed, he'd never forget you.

Ex-husband Simon who: Surprised you by preparing the babies' nursery with everything you had bought, he renovated an entire room to make it fit for the arrival of the girls, and he also made some changes to the little ones' room, giving it to them as a gift.

Ex-husband Simon who: Watched you every night, waiting for you to fall asleep, keeping a watchful eye in case you needed something, anything. He was willing to help you with simple things, even if you needed help going to the toilet, if you had a craving, he was there for you. Once he saw you already asleep, curled up in the sheets, cuddled up with your comforter, he would go over to you and give you a kiss on the forehead, whispering I love you, and silently praying that you would respond with an 'I do too'.

Ex-husband Simon who: Agreed to spend the whole night by your side, comforting you after you had a terrible nightmare involving the children. He lay next to you as you asked, gently wrapping his arms around you and hugging you, kissing you on the cheek and calming you down.

Ex-husband Simon who: Felt his heart skip a beat when you told him you loved him and needed him, and that you wanted him to move back in with you and the children permanently. You didn't have to ask him twice, because he was absolutely sure that he would come back to you whenever you wanted him to.

Ex-husband Simon who: Couldn't contain the urge to kiss you, to touch you, just hearing you say you loved him, was enough to ignite a hot flame in him. In a matter of seconds he had his hands all over you, once again claiming what was surely his.

Ex-husband Simon who: Slowly pushed you to the side, spooning you from behind, his lips on your neck as he slowly entered you, pampering you with little kisses here and there. He made love to you so gently, in such a loving way, thrusting into you nice and deep, just the way you liked it. He'd be fucked if he didn't make this night with you count, he did everything the way you loved it, just to hear you begging him for more and more. He wasn't going to let you out of his arms that night.

Ex-husband Simon who: Woke up before you, ready to make breakfast for you and the children, but all his plans went up in smoke when he heard you give a little gasp, whispering that your water broke. He panicked.

Ex-husband Simon who: Knew it was your third pregnancy, but he couldn't control the adrenaline when you went into labor, it was always like the first time. He didn't waste much time and took you to the hospital, praying to whatever God up there that everything would work out.

Ex-husband Simon who: Stayed by your side throughout your labor, holding your hand while whispering sweet words in your ear, he didn't care how hard you were squeezing his hand, it even hurt, but he wanted to do the best he could to help you. It was desperate that he couldn't do anything for you, but his ears focused on the sound of crying that echoed through the hospital room, the first girl had come out, healthy and well. After some more time, thank God, the other little one came out healthy too.

Ex-husband Simon who: Cried inconsolably while holding one of the girls in his arms, rocking her while looking at her with all the tenderness in the world. She was so beautiful, so reminiscent of you. His heart beat so fast as he saw one of his little girls, his little daughter. Just as he didn't leave your side, watching you breastfeed the other little one. He tried to stop himself from crying even more at the sight.

Ex-husband Simon who: He won't leave your side, ever, not even if you asked him to. Especially now that your family was even bigger, he knew the responsibility that would come with two small children, but he also knew that every night awake would be worth it. Just as he wouldn't give up until he put a ring on your finger once again.

[diorchids]

morning sex with simon ‘ghost’ riley.

you and ghost fooled around all night, not having sex, but just touching everywhere. you’d fallen asleep with his body wrapped around you, loud snores in your ear.

the next morning, simon woke up to find you still asleep in his grasp. his cock, now fully hard again, throbbed against your ass through your clothes. he tried to ignore it, but found it impossible.

“morning,” your voice all raspy and low. his fingertips lightly dug into your hips.

simon looked down at you, his heart racing. "morning," he managed to say, his voice barely above a whisper. he tried to move away from you, but his cock twitched again, betraying his arousal. he couldn't believe what was happening to him.

“need you bad, si.” your voice only giving him an even more erect cock. you’d almost broken your neck to look up at him, still facing away.

ghosts heart raced as he looked at your sleepy, sultry gaze. his cock twitched against your ass again, betraying his desire. he had never wanted anything more than to fuck you in the morning, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.

that’s how you ended up getting stretched out perfectly by him.

“so fuckin’ tight, doll," he groaned, thrusting his hips forward. he couldn't believe how good it felt to be inside of you.

“go hard, s-si. be fuckin’ mean.” you cried out.

he couldn’t say no.

he thrust harder and faster, feeling you tighten around his cock. his hips moved in a steady rhythm as he lost himself in the sensations running through him. he reached down and began stimulating your clit, and you responded with a moan.

your legs trembled as you arched under him, giving him more room for his cock to explore.

simon smirked and leaned in closer, whispering against your ear. "you like being fucked this early, no?" he continued to thrust harder, his cock stretching you further.

you nodded carelessly, his words going in and coming right back out with the quickness.

he leaned over you, pinning you down with his weight as he pounded deep into your sweet cunt. he increased the speed and intensity, his thrusts becoming harder and faster. he slammed into you over and over, his cock twitching inside of you.

“f-fuck, si. feels so good, baby,”

“yeah?” he smirked and gripped a handful of your hair, pulling back. your eyes welled with tears as you cried out loudly. the room filled with mewls, cries and, moans.

“you like that, huh?" ghost moaned, leaning in to nip at your neck. he felt the head of his cock swelling deep inside you, and it sent shivers down his spine. “love it s’ much, si. put your babies in m-me..”

you cried loudly, gripping the messy and crinkled sheets to anchor yourself and stop your tears. “so big, b-baby, gimme your load.”

you tapered off about wanting his cum deep in your cunt, pushing yourself onto him, only being left with more pain. your legs trembled as you tried to tell him so thrust gentler.

he growled lowly, his hips slamming into yours in a rougher rhythm. "you wanted me to be mean," he panted, his free hand moving to grip your other cheek.

you were a mindless idiot now, unable to form a single coherent sentence. “c-cummin.”

“there we go, love. cum on my cock f’me.” simon encouraged, his voice rough with lust. as you neared your climax, he thrust deeper, hitting that spot inside you again and again, his own orgasm building rapidly.

he felt your tight muscles clenching around his cock as you climaxed, your juices fell onto the bed under you while simon bit his lip to stifle his whimpers. he loved seeing your arousal.

and with a final thrust, he let go, filling you up with his seed. he groaned loudly, his hips jerking roughly against your plump asscheeks.

you were a complete mess, eyes rolled back as drool spilled from your lips. you thrashed and shook under his large body.

“easy, love," simon panted, his grip on your hair and cheek loosening slightly. slowly, he pulled out of you, his cock still twitching as it slipped free.

maybe morning sex could fit into your schedule.

[frmisnow]

˙✧˖ ?! — KEEPING YOU IN BED (CAUSE I'M DOWN BED). - MDNI !!!

— ‧₊˚ — 🍵 : "wonder where your colleges think you are, they'd never guess i'm balls deep into you huh"??"

summary. going to work on your boyfriends single day-off already sounds like a death sentence, things only become worse when he makes it especially hard to leave the bed.

notes. SLEEPY HORNY KOOK AASHHSSHSH my roman empire... 😭 SORRY FOR THE TITLE I HAD A LIL GIGGLE OKAY ???

warnings/includes: (NSFW) dom! jungkook x f! sub! reader, starts sleepy + wholesome, turns a lil unhinged..., pounding, overstimulation, he's just a bit mean in second half (but we love it)

you rub your eyes, the morning sunlight blinding you through the sheer curtains - soft and rhythmic breathing audible beside you when you look over you find your boyfriend's chest rising and falling slowly, one of his arms still wrapped around your waist, in pure peace still somewhere in the deep roams of sleep.

after all it was his day off, a rare sanctuary in the hectic schedule of hislife, and yet, there you were, inching away from the warmth of his embrace, preparing to face the day ahead.

but as you attempted to free yourself from the tangle of sheets and limbs, a sleepy murmur escaped him, a half-formed quiet plea, "just few more minutes" His arm instinctively tightened around your waist, drawing you back into his tight hug, nuzzling his face to your middle body. quick little peeks placed all over tummy, almost like rubbing his face over you, his hands lazily tracing circles over your sides, "just a little longer"

he shifts his position, now completly lying over you, trapping and preventing you from leaving, wrapping his arms around your neck, "love you so much" whispered into your nape.

you giggled in response, your hands hugging his back, travelling under his shirt, rubbing over the skin gently, "you're trying everything to lure me in longer huh"

kook smiled sleeply against your skin, his head moved to your shoulder so he could look at your face better, lips roaming over your collarbone, settling on them for a split second, "is it working?"

"don't know, might have to try a bit harder" you answered in a joking tone, your fingers tracing light patterns on his back.

he squints his eyes, a faint smile on his face, raising his eyebrows, "oh really?" fake innocence added into his tone.

you were stupid.

in fact very much so.

out of experience you should've known that jungkook has an unbelievable amount of sheer competitivness inside him and if you unleash that - you're pretty much fucked.

you should've recognized that familar grin, you should've recognized those wandering hands of his that would do anything just to prove you wrong, just to remind you that nobody doubts him without well- consequences!

those consequences may include: him in the beginning softly manhandling you (in his own way y'know) which turns into him throwing away any sense of tiredness or gentleness he had before, sentences like "feel me fuckin pounding, listen to it" or "so much fuckin cum" rolling over his tongue as he overstimulates you over and over again.

damn well keeping that clock on the night stand at the corner of his eyes, just to rub it into your face, "how easy it was to get you to do this" or "wonder where your colleges think you are, they'd never guess i'm balls deep into you huh"

and oh he's looking for answers from you too, "what are you gonna tell your boss now?" half mumbeled half groaned as he slams into you once more chasing that 3rd orgasm, obviously knowing you're way to brainfucked to understand think about even responding.

"should've kept your fucking mouth shut, don't you think?" and all you can do in response is whimper and moan like a little bitch.

weirdly enough that's what satisfies him - the slutty expression on your face, the way your mouth stays slightly parted, the way your pussy tightens around him, the way your tits just fit so easily in his hands like they were made for him (which he'll openly say 2!), the way you sound, the way your body looks when he fucks you senseless - everything about you like this is so endearing to him and worth repeating over and over again.

he can be real sweet after, acting like it never even happened, bringing you breakfast to bed while you were lying bare trying to regain your brain acess again, innocently saying smth along the lines of: "i called you in sick for today" then adding, "it's not like it's worth going anyway might just spend the day with me" okay whatever you say kook :3

[chevaliermalfets]

I'm convinced swiss sheet shopping is a conspiracy against autistic people because theres really NO reason for it to be like this

[opluffys]

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-nsfw/smut-

face buried deep into the pillow, all of your sounds muffled by the material, you dared to utter a simple and incomplete sentence.

"s'too much,"

either he ignored you, or didn't hear you- honestly, you had no clue, but it was probably the former. you lost track of time as he continued to bully his cock into your cunt. and, you couldn't do it, you couldn't take him because he's always so fucking big.

"yeah? and you'll keep takin' it all."

he's so fucking mean it's not even fair, you can't even complain because he's filling all of your senses with white hot pleasure. your brain began to turn to mush as his dick stretched out your pussy, hands fisting into the sheets as you pressed yourself deeper into the pillow. his pillow. it smells like him, fuck, he's everywhere and you can't handle it.

ghost's fucking you well-past tears, past the point of begging, he's stressed- and what else could you do but offer yourself to him? you'd been more than happy that he agreed to such a thing, nearly pushing you into the bedroom.

you can't take back a gift, though.

"not gonna fit, simon," you whimpered, barely even able to catch your breath as you whispered to him, tears dampening the pillowcase.

he shushed you by pushing your head back into the mattress. his hands grasp at the fat of your hips now harder as he continued to feed his cock into you, his being mesmerised as he watched your smaller body desperately try and accommodate his size and girth. he had gentler moments, but he knew that you liked it rough, liked him, rough.

"i'll fucking make it fit." to emphasise his words, he gave a particularly rough thrust, finally allowing himself to bottom out inside of your warmth. he groaned lowly at feeling you squeeze him with a vice-like grip, hearing you give a weak moan back to him.

"see? see, love?" he snuck his hand underneath you and pressed down on your stomach, hearing and watching you gasp and twitch. "there we go, can feel me right there, can't you?"

you wanted to tell him yes, to affirm every single thing he would say to you. but you couldn't. all you could do was rock back and forth from the harsh movements that he performed. so, you settled with a nod.

"simon-" again, you tried to tell him that it his size was filling you to the fucking brim, making you see stars, making you feel so good, too good. it was red hot, you could feel every single prominent vein drag against your soft and wet walls before he slammed back into you- obscene and lewd noises filling the room. you wanted to cry, sob and ask him how he always fucked you so good, how he knew every single place to touch you and every single place to avoid.

"shh, just, fuckin' take me, yeah?"

yeah, he didn't need to tell you again.