#sleepover sunday!!!

[theoldkyokodied]

tomgreg doodle dump <3

[captain-hawks]

Dee!! Hope I’m not too late! For the sleepover, care to share any thoughts (or thots hehehe) on roommate!Kuroo?

definitely not too late at all!! i'll be here all night<3

18+

kuroo is, for all intents and purposes, the ideal roommate.

he's a decent cook, he keeps the bathroom spotless, he always remembers to water your plants when you (frequently) forget, he lets you have free reign of the thermostat, and he never complains when you commandeer the living room remote for a night of cheesy rom coms.

and yet it kills him just a little—things like those soft, tired smiles you give him when you're innocently perched on the kitchen counter in nothing one of his shirts (surely a laundry mix-up), a bowl of cereal clutched in your hands.

he knows he should feel like a scumbag for it—all these indecent, inappropriate thoughts. the way he's suddenly been jerking off far more often than he ever has in his goddamn life. and he's fairly certain he's completely lost his fucking mind when a forgotten pair of your panties finds its way from the corner of the bathroom floor to the drawer of his nightstand. (he acts like they're not there for weeks.)

but all bets are off when he hears it one night, the distinct sound through your thin bedroom walls of his goddamn name accidentally tumbling from your lips—much to the misfortune of the jackass whose name he's already forgotten in the time since you let him in through the front door. so he doesn't care if he's a scumbag for clutching the pink material in his fingers as he begins to rapidly stroke his cock, shuddering afterward at the sight of the silky fabric soaked through and dripping with ropes of thick, hot cum.

[ohtobeleah]

Yes, ‘Daddy’ // Beau Simpson

-> Headcanon Series Masterlist

Summary: After three divorces the last thing Beau Simpson is looking for is love. But love does t always come in cookie cutter forms. Sometimes it’s disguised in the form of at 25 year old college student who’s just looking so a quick way to make some easy money.

Warnings: Age Gap. (reader 25) sugar baby/sugar daddy relationship. Beau cyclone Simpson x F!reader.

-> OG Concept Train // The one where Cyclone Mets Baby. Cyclone Picks The Bathroom

-> Baby knows a Dagger // There’s a real possibility a Dagger is related to Baby.

-> Is Baby Jakes Ex? // Cyclone isn’t the first aviator Baby has dated.

-> The Situationship // Beau wasn’t looking for something serious, but you’re beginning to feel as serious as a heart attack

[torque-witch]

sunday sleepover asks

I have a long dealership appointment tomorrow, so pick a number - any number - and use for yourself when you're bored!

What's your astrology sign?

What's your favorite candle scent?

What's a favorite trinket you have in your living space?

What book/mange are you reading right now?

Shuffle your most used music playlist and tell us what song came up?

What's a cozy/hidden favorite store you like to go to in your area?

What kind of sleeping habits do you have?

What time do you usually got to bed?

If you could choose a career, what would it be?

What's your coffee/tea order?

What's your morning/wake-up routine?

Who is your favorite fictional character currently?

Tell me about a paranormal experience you had?

When was the last time you felt like you could conquer the world?

If you lived in a past life, what do you feel the most connected to as a time?

What fantastical beast or cryptid do you still sort of believe is real?

Favorite snack?

Favorite outfit choice?

Favorite texture?

What's something monetary that you really need right now?

What store in the mall really should go out of business?

Do you feel like you can connect with people of different generations? If so, who and why?

Who do you wish you could talk to right now?

Tell us a secret

Tell us a lie

What's on your bucket list?

What's your favorite plant?

What kind of friend date would you want to go on right now?

How easily do you make friends?

What's something you feel self conscious about?

Boba shop order?

Do you have a guilty pleasure?

What's your current hyperfixation?

Describe your DnD character?

What do you miss about childhood?

What's your Venmo?

Do you sell/make something?

What's your favorite color? Don't answer in primary/secondary colors though! Fancy names only

What's your favorite written or filmed genre?

Who do you really look up to or get inspiration from?

How would you describe your style?

Rings or necklaces?

If you could have a familiar, what would it be?

What's your most used type of spell?

What do you call yourself; eg. witch, practitioner, seer, etc.

How old are you?

How many tattoos/piercings do you have?

Do you collect anything?

What kind of pets do you have?

Write a dissertation about the wing speed velocity of an unladen swallow. Quickly now!

[oncasette]

(THE GREAT HALL) bestfriendsbrother!jake seresin + fake dating for a holiday party that readers ex is going to be at, i need these thoughts, these feelings, the hcs!!

i got too excited about this one hehe

you’d approached your friend about the whole thing first. she knew your ex. she hated your ex.

“jake will be home for christmas. do you want me to ask him to be your date?” she asks casually, not even looking up from her phone as she says it. as if she hadn’t just offered her brother—the man you’d had your first wet dream about—as bait.

“no, no, that’s not necessary. i’m sure i could find someone-“

“too late. already texted him,” she says before she’s dropping her phone onto the couch cushion and getting up to head towards the kitchen. “you want anything while i’m up?”

you’re totally in your head about it the whole week leading up to the event. you’re going dress shopping to find something nice to wear, because there’s no way you’re wearing the same green dress you wore last year and you’re sure as hell not going in something jake’s seen his sister in before.

you don’t think you come up for a breath of air until jake’s knocking on your door to pick you up. you’re barely cognizant in the fact that you’d curled your hair until jake twirls his finger through one of the coils, causing it to bounce against your shoulder.

“you ready, shortcake?” he asks. a nickname he’d given you when you were five because you’d spilled strawberry shortcake all down the front of his shirt at thanksgiving.

“sure,” you exhale, allowing him to lead you out of your apartment on shaky legs.

he looks good. criminally so with his hair slicked back in a way that accentuates his jawline, somehow. and you can smell his aftershave as it mixes with his cologne in the confined space of his sedan. his button-up looks ironed, too, where the sleeves crease on his biceps. he’d forgone a tie, leaving a couple more buttons undone than you’d been expecting. you were glad this wasn’t a work function.

“shelby says mark’s gonna be there tonight,” he says after a while, breaking the silence you’d started to fester in.

“uh-yeah. it’s why she wanted you to be my date,” you say, although with the way your voice quirks up at the end it feels an awful lot like a question.

“so… ground rules,” he says.

“what?”

“ground rules. y’know. things you’re comfortable or uncomfortable with me doing. i don’t wanna overstep any bounds with my sister’s best friend. i think she’d castrate me,” he says.

“right! right. ground rules. i don’t know…” you trail off. “no kissing on the lips, i guess.”

you feel heat radiating off you in waves.

“no lip kissing, got it.” he makes a right turn into the neighborhood.

“just… uh. i don’t know.” your hands a sweating and you think you’re gonna explode here in just a minute if you have to keep thinking about the things you don’t want him doing, but that you really want him doing.

“we’ll just play it by ear, yeah? anytime you get uncomfortable just pinch my hand or something,” he says and he offers you one of those smiles that turns your knees into jelly.

“yeah.”

he’s perfect the whole night. he pulls your chair out for you, he refills your wine glass—without you asking—and he’s convincing.

you can feel mark glaring at the two of you for the entirety of the evening. it makes you feel slimy, for a second, but then you remember whose hand is ok your thigh or around your shoulder and you sink back into that happy daze you’d been living in for the past two hours.

“i think we got ‘em fooled, shortcake,” he whispers into your ear when everyone’s crowded into the living room after dinner, sharing various stories from high school—and some, even, from grade school. the two of you had slipped in after everyone else, leaving you both with a single recliner in the corner that jake hadn’t even hesitated in pulling you into his lap to sit in.

“yeah, me too,” you whisper back. he’s even got you fooled.

[nyxqueenofshadows]

sunday six

it's that time again! after i missed it last week asdfghkl tagged by @phantasy14 and tagging anyone who wants to!

please have this little bit of a post-judgment fic that should will be here by the end of the month.

Yagami, knowing he wouldn’t get back to sleep now even if he tried, sat up and tucked his knees in closer to make room on the other side of the sofa. When Higashi didn’t seem to get what he was going for, he gestured for him to take a seat.

He pulled a face but did it anyway.

The ceiling fan was gently whirring overhead and even though the Kamurocho night raged on outside as it always did - barkers, drunkards, a brawl or three - in here it was muffled. There was just the steadiness of sleeping breath, the habitual popping from the ancient fridge, and rumbling purrs from the cat asleep on the coffee table.

Wait, cat?

“She came in earlier,” Higashi explained, leaning closer so his voice wouldn’t carry to Sugiura. The leather dipped under his bodyweight and Yagami’s shin almost brushed his forearm. “Aniki said she’s been doing that a lot lately so we left her be. Hope you don’t mind.”

He didn’t. “She looks comfortable.”

“Hmph. We had to move all your shit for her, so she better be.”

“...do I even wanna know what my fridge looks like right now?”

Higashi snorted softly. “Like you ever go in there.”

“Um, <em>actually</em>-”

He turned his head a little too suddenly to glare at him and his vision briefly span. Groaning, he closed his eyes and tilted his head to the side to rest against the sofa.

He couldn’t wait for this concussion to fucking <em>go away</em>.

Higashi was quiet. “How’s your head?”

Yagami opened his mouth.

“If you make a sex joke I’m gonna give you another concussion.”

He closed it again. Admittedly Higashi seemed embarrassed enough to have just asked about his well-being; teasing him more than that would probably be a bit cruel.

[pens-swords-stuff]

Hey! I'm excited and wanted to share that my first, self-published novel is coming out this month!

It's a caribbean-based folklore fantasy (cause I'm from the caribbean) and even though I know it's probably not going to sell a whole bunch because indie publisher and also making online friends and joining online communities is hard for me, I'm still stoked!

Congratulations, that's a very exciting, massive accomplishment, I'm so happy for you!!

Don't sell yourself short either. Networking and finding communities doesn't have to be a huge scary undertaking! Just do it little by little. Don't put too much pressure on yourself to network, and just do what you feel like doing. You already took the scariest first step by coming to tell me about it! You got this!

Good luck!!

It’s Sleepover Sunday: Come chat with me!

[gods-no-longer-tread-here]

can't wait to see how frustrated at herself for taking 2-4 tries to defeat a boss Julia will be tomorrow, despite the fact that Bloodborne bosses are notoriously the kind that require days of attempts and/or weeks of level grinding to beat 👍 this woman has no sense of how good she is at Souls games and it's as hilarious as it is baffling.

[jediwizard]

i took this picture last week. i went to the cinema with some old friends and watched the new deadpool movie. the film was so unoriginal and dumb, like most marvel movies lately, but i loved it anyway. the film was funny and it felt so nostalgic. it was the gayest thing ive ever seen, and this is by someone who obsesses over destiel and anderperry. after the film was over i went for lunch with my friends, and i ate japanese food. i ordered a chicken yakisoba, which is basically noodles with a lot of chicken, stir fried vegetables and all of it was coated in a sweet and tangy sauce. two of my friends saw how good it looked and they both ordered the same thing. i would definitely recommend anyone to try it if you haven't already.

my dad came to pick me up from the mall later, and we went to our favourite coffee shop. the place is really cozy and dark, with open brick walls, black leather couches, plants, records and prints of iconic artists like the beatles and bob dylan. my dad ordered mocha and i had hot chocolate. after we got home, my cousins invited my siblings and i for a sleep over and we had the best time. we watched casper (1995), one of my all time favourite movies. i was really looking forward to showing to my cousin. she didn't like it much, and i'll admit, i was a bit disappointed. on the other hand, she and i read pretty much the same type of books and we would talk for hours about percy jackson. anyway, we eventually fell asleep at 2am after singing, talking and taking a shit ton of photos on my sister's digital camera. i fell asleep on my cousin brother's bed, and just like almost every other 12 year old, he had spiderman bedsheets.

the next day, my cousin brother and i were the last ones to wake up. the girls woke us up and we went down for breakfast. my aunt made a ton of stuff and we went to their pool later. my uncle grows a lot of vegetables in their backyard, contrary to my dad, who finds it impossible to keep an indoor plant alive for more than a month lol. we probably spent 3 hours in the pool before our parents eventually called us in.

i would have posted a picture of my friends and i or a pic from the sleepover, but i feel uncomfortable posting pictures of myself for strangers to see;) i took this picture at my parents house. the rooftop's one of my favourite places in the whole world because of how peaceful it is. i took this at around 4.30pm and while it doesn't showcase any photography skills, i just really liked how the sky looked around the time that the sun was setting.

i don't usually blog about my life, but saturday and sunday were really good days and i wanted to document it somewhere. if you read this entire shitpost, then thanks for coming to my ted talk.

[slafkovskys]

oh she becomes distant:(( how do they get her to talk to them again :((

she starts to crash on her friend’s couch for a couple of days, even after a hard road loss she doesn’t come back to their apartment. they try to leave her be because they don’t want her to push them away even more, but they also miss their girl desperately. the apartment is too quiet without her, it smells too bland.

every sunday she would make a dessert to get them through the week and without her there, the take it upon themselves to attempt her grandmother’s butter cake that they had fallen in love with. it’s when their batter is too liquidy that ryan sends a text to their groupchat,

we tried to make a butter cake but it’s like water. help?

five minutes tick by, then ten, they slowly lose hope of their sos being received until both of their phones light up at the same time and they’re scrambling to read her response,

you probably put too many eggs. don’t worry, i’ll be home later

and a relief washes through them both. they don’t ask when she comes through the door or when she pulls them into a hug. they don’t even end up making that stupid cake because she pulls them into bed for a nap. they were just happy to have their girl back between them.

join our sunday sleepover 💐

[ohtobeleah]

You know what would be hilarious? If Cyclone's Sugar baby was Jake's ex.

Jake tries not to appear shaken, making a joke about how she needs to be careful not to get his heart rate up too much, offers to buy Viagra for them.

"Actually he lasts longer than you ever did."

And on that day, Jake Seresin was truly humbled.

JAKE WOULD FUCKING CRY IF HIS EX STSRTING FUCKING HIS ADMIRAL

[imaginedreamwrite]

Sleepover Sunday for ari and sweetpea, pretty please! i imagine ari coming up with the ridiculous sweetest excuses/reasons to stay at sweetpea’s!

He arrived with bags of takeout and a weariness to his shoulders, the heavy weight of being the alpha of a pack settling upon him even for a few moments. As he entered your place and set the bags down on the counter, Ari turned to you and swept you into his arms, nestling his lips against your neck where he toyed and nibbled on you.

“Everything okay?” You tried not to squirm as he tasted and teased you, coming to realize that this was something werewolves did to scent their mates and seek comfort.

“Missed you, missed the quiet.” Ari had pulled back and searched your eyes, sweeping his gaze across your entire being. “Being the alpha on top of-“

“-a world-class chef.” You spoke for him, turning your cheek into his embrace and kissing his palm. “Thank you for dinner, you wanna watch a movie?”

“It’s awfully cold outside,” Ari settled himself behind you, slipping his arms around your front to hold you to his chest, whispering softly in your ear.

“Is it, I didn’t notice-“

“It’s late,” Ari hummed, slowly pushing your shirt up your belly, leaving your skin bared between the band of your leggings and the hem of your shirt, “I’m sure you’re tired.”

“Ari…” you looked back over your shoulder, eyebrows knit together, “what are you doing?”

“By the time we have dinner, it’ll be close to midnight-“

“Ari its only 8:30-“

“-and if I go outside at midnight, I could freeze to death. Would you let me freeze to death, Sweetpea?” He brushed his fingertips against your bare flesh, still holding onto your shirt as he repeated the process of scenting and seeking comfort from you.

“Ari, do you want to stay over tonight?” You bit your tongue to stave off your laugh though the moment you felt his smile against your skin, it had fallen from your lips.

“If you insist, Sweetpea.” He grinned against the junction of your shoulder and neck. “Since you keep coming up with excuses for me not to leave…”

“Of course,” you turned in his embrace and gently swat his shoulder, “i would hate for a big strong werewolf like you to freeze such pretty balls off.”

“You’re so sweet to my balls, Luna.” Ari cupped your ass and lift you from the floor into his arms, carrying you from the kitchen toward your bedroom. “Let me repay the favour-“

“Ari, you brought dinner-“

“I brought cheesecake, it can wait.”

[oncasette]

THE GREAT HALL. with logan huntzberger & fake dating that turns into guy falls first.

happy slumber party!! <3

logan had done the fake dating things a couple times, already. he’d always been one to help out his friends when they asked, and if that meant holding hands and kissing in front of a crowd of strangers for a night, what harm could be done.

but he hadn’t done that since high school. the stakes were a lot higher now. it’s unlikely he’d find himself in a space of people who didn’t know his name, now, or even just his last name. his reputation.

but this was a wedding across the country. and it was you.

it was all fine, for the most part. you’d gotten the room you’d requested at the hotel—the penthouse suite—you’d gotten everywhere you’d needed to be on time, your dress looked perfect. your dress looked perfect. that was the first issue logan had run in to.

and then, when he thought he’d managed to make it though the night, you’d gotten to the reception. and, god, if he thought you looked beautiful before.

and, really, truly, honestly. he thought he would make it through. then you asked him to dance. and he said goodbye to the thought of doing anything else for the rest of his life.

“i’m gonna marry you someday.”

“funny,” you chuckle, tucking your head into the crook of his shoulder.

“no, i’m serious.” he is. he’s dead serious.

“what are you talking about, logan?” you ask.

“i am going to marry you,” he says. “i don’t care when… or how. but it’s gonna happen.”

[racingliners]

sleepover saturday! would you rather spend a day with jenson or a day with seb?

Hilariously I fell asleep before I meant to go answer this so, truly putting the sleep into sleepover.

I mean, I obviously want to say both (bc they are both quite different and I think both days would be fun), but I think a day spent hiking in the Swiss mountains with Seb and learning about all the different flora and fauna would be right up my alley.

(growing up in the Scottish Highlands will make you a mountain girl at heart)

sleepover staurday asks

[irndad]

tell me why i cant watch a cm episode without having an aneurysm over accuracy over dc locations 😭 that's how my nights going... how are you babes?

this is so real and you are so right….me with the bear’s complete lack of willingness to admit they’re in the Gold Coast…I’m okay!! I’m moving in a week and I’ve kind of run out of things to do and now I’m just sooooo excited to have a trash chute bc man clearing out my place was annoying LOL. how are you my sweet dove???

[captain-hawks]

FMK

Kaji, Suo and Sakura

And

Atsumu, Osamu and Suna

Also hope you’re having a good night Dee!

hi violet!!!!!! i'm on a little vacation right now, so the fact that i don't have to be up early for work tomorrow automatically makes tonight a 10/10 LOL. i hope you had a fantastic weekend<3!

(implied timeskips for everyone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

F / M / K Bestie

windbreaker edition:

kaji / suo !!!!!!! / sakura

haikyuu edition:

(brb hold on sorry i need to scream into the abyss in mental anguish for a min)

atsumu / osamu / suna

i'm v confident on the atsumu vs osamu choice, but i'm physically ill over the idea of friendzoning suna. unwell. distressed. losing sleep. maybe osamu can propose an arrangement of sorts.