#sun moon tshirt

[anemonet]

pro tip: you can always put the bugs in little outfits :thumbsup:

[biblically-accurate-dca]

keep it up!

[way2gosuperrstarr]

I WIN 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️ I FOUDN A GAMESTOP IN TEXAS AND THEY HAD THEM RGGGRAAAAHHHHHH THE SPOILS OF WAR

[charismaenigmaart]

Celestial Symphony

[shinene]

My first time join the dca palooza magma, I joined suuuuper late and was too shy to talk to any one but, it was fun to watch ppl draw! Here are some doodles I did !!!!!

[saturninemysticthreads]

We're curious! Would you wear/use this?

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[mxvousaime]

Details for the screen-printed dragon t-shirt with @familystoreuk 🌚🌝🌛🌜🌙💫🌟✨👄 • • • #details #illustration #drawing #screenprinting #tshirt #sun #moon #star #faces https://www.instagram.com/p/CjCeXBjuGD8/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[koostarcandy]

whole damn world

summary: a night where jungkook and you just can't fall asleep. ensue the cutest night you've ever had, including karaoke, chicken, watching modern family and loving on your adorable son.

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: fluff, fluff and fluff.

wc: 923 words (issa baby 🤕)

a/n: guess who's gonna drop this and then pull a jungkook :]

"you're just fake snoring now, it doesn't even help!"

"i counted 837 sheep, sprayed our pillow mist and even played the dreamy lofi playlist we made and it got over. i have to resort to other measures, sweetheart."

you gasp, sitting up and throwing off the comforter, suddenly running to the living room. jungkook's tired brain short circuits, glancing around the room to see if you running wasn't something he dreamt of.

"baby?" he throws on a tshirt and quickly follows after you, "why are you running? did we miss an episode or something?"

"you said we tried everything but you forgot one thing, silly!" your eyes look akin to those of a detective who's pieced a puzzle they've been chasing to solve, fingers rapidly flying over your keyboard. he watches you in amusement and adoration, settling behind you and wrapping his arms around you. his eyes match yours now when he finds you ordering chicken from his new favourite restaurant.

"damn," jungkook lets out, "soy garlic chicken supremacy, okay?" he says aggressively and cutely, you note, his furrowed eyebrows letting you know that he was finishing the box, even if the moon laid to rest and the sun came up to start its daily duties. you're absentmindedly tracing the clock tattoo on his upper arm, midnight chicken and beer getting you quiet and sentimental.

your human pillow notices the comfortable silence from you, starry eyes following gloria delgado's rant about how the men in her family don't talk to her. "can see and feel you staring, koo." you turn your head to his side, lips lifted up at his adoring attention, eyes still focused on the tv. jungkook removes his gloves, downing the last of his beer. he nuzzles your neck, taking your homey and comforting scent. he pulls you impossibly closer, scattering kisses on your neck, tracing up to your cheeks. your eyes finally fall on his, peeking through his long bangs. its at level 3 now, you remind him proudly everyday, tying tiny braids and squishing his cheeks for your weekly change of wallpaper.

"you wanna play with my hair, don't you?" jungkook reads your mind, smiling when you nod sheepishly, already taking out the silk scrunchie which was holding his hair back in a sprout. he sits in between your legs, settling in comfortably. this is one of your favourite activities, carding your fingers through his soft and silky hair, watching the curls bounce when you brush through them.

you have nothing particular bothering you today, watching him grab the remote and shift to youtube, pulling up the karaoke version of dreamers, "lemme put on a show, baby, just for you," he says sincerely, getting up and letting bam sit on your lap now. he waits for the song to start, laughing when he looks at you looking unbelievably small behind bam.

you both never fail to cheer him on, giving him song requests and watching bam run around him, keeping up with his intense choreography. jungkook dramatically falls on you, giggling at your open mouth, mind still stuck on his sudden cover of unholy. "cat got your tongue, sweetheart?" you punch his arm weakly, "you've had too much to drink tonight, honey," you retort back, laughing at your equally weak attempt to get him back. he straddles your lap, letting himself fall on you like a weighted blanket. and he's your favourite type, made of love and cosy comfort.

you look down on him, the beer chugging finally catching up with him, his droopy eyes catching yours. "hi, my love," he giggles, turning his head to find bam nosing him, "and hello, my bamie!" he sits up slightly so he could shower the pup with kisses, booping his brown nose with his finger.

you watch the interaction with endeared eyes, finding your day incomplete without seeing the both of them, happy and content. you weren't planning on crying tonight, it wasn't in today's plot of your unusual night and you certainly didn't expect tears to fall down like waterfalls down your cheeks when you hear jungkook say, "you both are part of the most important people in my life, never forget that, okay?"

you immediately lift your arm to cover your eyes, sniffling and crying like your husband just returned from war. said husband from war is on you in an instant, holding your face tenderly. "i didn't mean to make you cry," he says, leaning his forehead on yours and willing himself to not cry. "happy tears, koo, we're fine," you reassure him, pulling back to place a kiss on his lips. you push his hair back from his forehead, tying his hair in a loose ponytail. his eyes trace your feature with starry fondness, pulling your neck so you're looking at him again.

jungkook sighs, making you tilt your head to the side in curiosity. he kisses you tenderly, leaving another one on your forehead.

"bamie, house, it's late and i just remembered we have to go to the doc's, so sleepy time, okay?" he says firmly yet gently, giving the doberman a forehead kiss. he doesn't go until he gets his customary forehead pat from you, which you lovingly give him promptly.

"he knocked out quickly," jungkook says quietly, getting up and settling on the couch. he pulls you up so you're on his lap now, nosing his way to your neck and sighing in content. "he got that from me," you say, giggling when you get a playful glare and apologizing half-heartedly, squishing his cheeks in retaliation when he starts tickling you.

jungkook holds your waist, making you go still, "god," he breathes, "how is it that when i look at you, i see the whole damn world?"

pt time: @armys-dna ; @junsai-tree ; @soobhyun ; @shatzkrinslinzki ; @jinsquishes ; @cherishoshi ; @fragmentof-indifference ; @indgio ; @jjkeverlast ; @parkdatjimin ; @yoogijk ; @starlight-1010

[simply-trash5]

BNHA Boys as Different types of Light

So I found these different photos in a post on another sm site earlier and thought it would be a great way to talk about this wonderful group of idiots.

Izuku and Mirio are sunlight. You are drawn to their warmth easily. A simple smile or greeting is just like their sun’s rays peeking over the horizon. Being with them is often like the dawn of a new day; it holds hope and promise with the nostalgia of happy memories. It’s like a comfortable tshirt or your favorite movie. Basking in their glow is comforting and overall an easy loving feeling.

Bakugo is like lightning. It’s explosive and unpredictable, and almost always followed by a thunderous boom. He can cause damage in his wake but can also light up your world with such a light that is beautiful it’s hard to look away. Hold on tight because with him you never know what you may experience.

Sero and Denki are like street light. So these two remind you of a late night out when the world has gone to sleep, the buzz and feel of adrenaline on your skin. They are cheeky and mischievous, but have a glow that is warm and inviting like a summer with your friends. They feel like sneaking out and late night conversations—is it always a good thing? No, but it’s almost always fun.

Shoto is candlelight. He is books by a warm light, or spiced candle in the fall time. It’s the warm glow of someone who doesn’t know just how bright they shine. He is just the light you need in your life, even though he doesn’t realize it. He is a lingering touch of a hand on yours after a long day.

Kirishima is starlight. He lights up your entire life just like the night sky. He came into your life like a shooting star and shines brighter than any constellation. You can always count on him to brighten your day, and to keep you steady.

Tamaki is moonlight. He can be so shy sometimes that he will hide like the moon, but when he shines man is it bright. His light will cascade over you and you can bet his love will shine over you brighter than any light imaginable. This man will love you till his light goes out.

Shinsou is the northern lights. A rare love. He’s a different sort of guy, quiet and quirky. His quirkiness draws you in and your love for him is no match to any wall he tries to build. Because of this his love for you will shine bright and true.

I know this was weird and different but—here ya go!

My inbox and ask box are hella open and I would love to write something for you!

[chrzannekk]

forest!david's travels/lore !!

when he was 14, he lived in sleepy peak village with his family. they owned a farm, and david would help out alot in it ! suddenly, any crop he picked or held started to rot and wilt in his hands. david suddenly became more pale and his iris began to shine a golden colour, his parents took him to the doctor and they sound out that david was ice cold and he has no pulse.

his parents saw this as a curse and they threw him out of his home and they told the people in the village that he was possesed by evil beings and that he cant live there anymore. david was thrown out of home with only his tshirt, shorts and his work shoes. so he had to wander around and live in the forest.

david wandered for about a few months (by this point hes turned 15), before coming across lake lilac + lilac village. he stumbled into the village and louis found him. louis and his family are book makers and gwen (15) helps her grandma run the village library. louis took him in, fed him, gave him a yellow scarf, a vest and a old book bag. david in return helped the family make little jars of pickles and stuff like that :) david cant stay in one place too long before all the plants and crops around him start wilting and dying, so he set off on his way and he said goodbye to gwen and her family.

after another few months of wandering, david (now 16) finds another village thats by the mountains. the villagers call the mountain 'the island' bc its so random in this big feild, anyway. david comes across jasper (16) and they talk and chat. jasper takes david into the village and he stays for a few days. jasper teaches him how to ride a bike and they play around with all the kids in the village. one of these kids is harrison. his family runs the church in this village, and harrison immidiently notices davids powers

right before david is about to take off in the night, harrison rushes out of his home and he talks to david, saying he noticed how flowers around him start to wilt and that all fresh fruit that he holds starts to rot after he sets it down. david panics but he admits to his powers, and harrison isnt scared but hes relieved that someone else is weird like him. to prove his powers david picks up a daisy and he holds it, its petals fall off the flower, then he hands it to harrison, and the petals start to grow back again magically. it clicks in david's head that harrison is the spring yokai, and his powers bring life to things that he holds. david asks harrison if he can hold his hands and maybe try to reverse his powers, but nothing happens. david is really disappointed but he tells harrisons that his powers are something he shouldnt be afraid of. he should use his power to help all the people in this wonderful village and that he can do good with them - just keep it a secret!

david walks on into the night, and every now and again he encounters this kid in the forest, looking up at the stars. he goes and sits down with this kid, and he starts telling him jokes aand wonderful stories, and when the kid laughs the stars in the sky shine brighter :) space kid is the night fairy, and david occasionally bumps into him and he lets the kid tell him all about the planets and stars. when david falls asleep and he wakes up in the morning, space kid is gone. he appears when the sun sets and he fades away when the moon goes down. david circles around the area and every year he pops into gwen's village and jasper's as well. gwen figured out that he is the autumn yokai thanks to reading legends and hearing stories from her grandmother. shes chill with it. little fun fact, all the pickles/chutneys that david helped prepare were always the sweetest tasting :) his powers enhanced the fermentation process

thats all i have for now !

[gretavanlace]

Sun and Moon

Josh/Jake Kiszka x reader blurbs

18+ only! Minors do not interact!

Warnings for Josh blurb: graphic sexual content, language, dirty talk, praise, degradation, pet names, digital penetration, etc.

Warnings for Jake blurb: graphic sexual content, language, dirty talk, illusions to impact play, slight dom/sub dynamic, etc.

As ever, loosely edited, apologies in advance. Josh’s blurb was inspired by that damn video of them at the arena bar…he lays his hands down so pretty and I want them. Jake’s was inspired by this delectable ask. Thank you, anon..sending love ❤️

Josh

“Look at these panties,” Josh tugs on the rosey-pink lace, snapping the elastic against your hip with a pop. “Very sweet, pussycat. Did you dress this pretty pussy up just for me?”

His fingers are at your clit now, sweeping over the wet, swollen bud as it peeks out from behind soaked-thin fabric. “Take me to bed.”

Maybe you should care about how whiny you sound, like a spoiled, insolent child, ready to stomp her feet and pout for what she wants. Ready to throw herself down on the floor to fall into a wailing, kicking, tantrum if she doesn’t get her coddled way. But you don’t - care, that is. The only concern alive in your blurry mind is your need to be fucked. To be fucked by Josh. Only Josh. Always Josh. Josh. Josh. Josh.

But, you’ve seen the devilish glint in his eye tonight, and you know it well. Maybe plans to deny you, maybe he plans to taunt you, maybe he plans to make you beg, maybe even cry. He’ll tease you over that, too. He’ll call you a crybaby and mock you gently, if only to make you cunt ache even more desperately for him, and it will work.

Maybe he has all these things in store for you, maybe none of them…you never can tell with Joshua.

He has stepped onto his favorite stage tonight, and, make no mistake, he will have his moment in the spotlight.

“Take you to bed?” He tilts his head as though confused as to why you’re asking for a change in venue. “No no no, I think we’re fine right here, don’t you? Since you wanted to bother me while I was trying to write. Since you wanted to whine and crawl into my lap like the kitten in heat that you are, while I was working, you can take it right here. Right up against the wall. Only angels get taken to bed, and it seems you’ve misplaced your halo.”

“But, baby,” you protest sweetly, trying your best to tug at his heart-strings, “I want you to—“

His finger taps your lips closed as he clicks his tongue at your insubordination.

“I didn’t ask about what you want, though, did I, pussycat?” He offers you a tiny smile with a cruel wink, “I said, you can take what I give you right here or I can sit down and get back to work, hm? Leave this gorgeous,” his fingers slip into your panties and slide inside you deftly, “wet, little cunt to ache for me all night long? Which sounds best to you?”

“Here,” you breathe, arching away from the wall into his pumping touch. Your mouth finds the corner of his lips where they turn up so pretty and soft, and then move to the perfectly round scar on his cheek - your favorite place to kiss.

“You’re so wet.” He leans into your searching kiss as your tongue laps lightly over his warm, silken skin. “Sloppy little girl, making such a mess of my hand already. Are you gonna soak me when you cum, like the best little kitten?”

You nod urgently, nails digging wanton crescent moons into his shoulders through the tshirt you couldn’t fight off of him. He’s working that heavenly spot deep inside you now, sweeping massaging circles into it while his thumb, wide and warm, flickers across your clit rapid fire, like a frenzied tongue.

“Yeah? My pussycat’s gonna cum real pretty for me? Gonna make a dirty mess all over my hand so I can smell this tight, perfect cunt all night?” His free hand loops around your throat as he leans back to watch your face. A glutton for drinking in the evidence of what he can reduce you to.

“Yeah.” It hisses out of you through clenched teeth as your nostrils flare slightly. You look feral, like you’ve just wandered out of the woods, muddy feet and twigs crowned into your hair, and he loves it, adores it, fuck, how he loves it.

“Yeah? All because I asked? You’re my filthy, bad fucking girl aren’t you? All tears on your cheeks and my name on your tongue.”

“I’m not…” your protest falls short, less than a whimper as his long, insistent fingers carry you closer and closer to where you so hungrily want to, need to, go. “I’m a good girl. I’m you’re good girl. Tell me. Please, tell me.”

“I’ll tell you that you’re my good girl when you’ve given me a reason to pet you sweet. Now, c’mon pretty kitty, relax, you’re too tense.”

He’s right, your body is taught, muscles seized up and bracing for impact.

“Come on, baby…” he soothes, nuzzling your ear as he finger fucks you into a daze. “Breathe. In and out. Shhh…let go.”

You soften in his arms, but you’ve drifted so far out into choppy waters, you can’t find your calm. He shakes his head, sucking a hot trail along your jugular, “More, baby. Clear your head. I’ve got you…I’m gonna take care of you, you just breathe, just let it happen. I’ve got you. I’ve got you.”

His lips have made their way to brush over the shell of your ear. “Listen, pussycat, you just listen to me. Shhh.”

He begins panting slowly into your ear, muddling your thoughts into undulating colors as he effortlessly guides your breathing, praising you with his touch rather than his words, lest he pull you out of the fog.

When it hits you, it hits just as hard as he’d hoped. You’re practically vibrating in his arms as you tremble and gush through it. Raining down around him, pouring into his palm, down his wrist, your release rivering in ticklish, hot streams over his skin.

“There she is,” he hushes, strained and greedy for it to never end. “There’s my good girl. That’s it pussycat, give it to me, give it to me.”

His name crawls, ragged and hitching, up out of your heaving chest like an invocation, your way of falling to his feet in worshipful praise while still caught in his arms.

At last, it drains from your body, taking your strength with it, and you fall limp in his embrace. He laughs softly, stroking your hair with the hand that isn’t dripping in you.

When you finally find your footing, you’re left watching, wide-eyed and breathless, as he sucks and licks your clear, slick release from his skin…dragging the pink tip of his tongue in a spiral around his wrist to chase a droplet.

Just as you're settling into the show, he stuns you by dragging his hand over the soft hairs on his lip and chin…wearing you as he turns back to his notebook.

He points at the couch, and, obediently, you curl up on it, falling into a dreamless slumber while he works, lulled by the sound of his pen scratching against paper.

~

Jake

“Jacob,” you sigh, tapping away at your keyboard as if unbothered. “Stop staring at me and go find something useful to do with yourself.”

“But, I want to be with you, princess.” He sounds despondent, afraid you’ll order him out. “Don’t make me go.”

He was right to worry over that, you had been considering banishing him behind a locked door and your AirPods to drown out any complaining. But now, with him looking and sounding so pitiful, you haven’t the heart.

“Jake, I have work to do. Sit quietly, without staring at me like a lost puppy, and you can stay.” Mean? Not so much. Firm? Definitely. That’s exactly the thing, though, if you aren’t firm with Jake he won’t listen. He’s spoiled, and that’s nobody’s fault but your own.

The real truth of it all is this - he doesn’t usually listen even when you’re firm, either…but you both enjoy the game.

You ignore him, scanning over monotonous reports and making ever the mundane notations until you see it out of the corner of your eye…a subtle, consistent movement. A rhythmic drag of his hand as he caters to himself gently, eyes omnivorous on you. Coveting. Thirsting. Yearning.

“Jakey babe,” you lend a questioning, unassuming lilt to your tone. “Are you touching yourself?”

His movement stills as he sits gorgeous and statuesque, like he’s never done anything wrong even once in all his days. “No, princess…just like to look at you.”

“And now you’re lying on top of it all?” Your chair swivels around, leaving you eye to eye with this angelically needy man of yours.

“It was just…” his face has flushed hot pink under your accusatory stare. “It was just over my pants. I’m just so hard…it hurts.”

You decide to take pity on him. Lucky boy. “Come here.” You order with quiet authority as you cast your deadline aside in favor of playing with your very favorite toy.

He rises to his feet, and you follow suit…eyes locked in on the outline of his deliciously hard cock.

“Someone’s already halfway there, Jakey.” You tease, pompous smile flitting over your lips, there and gone in an instant.

“I don’t mean to interrupt you,” he promises, bridging the space between your bodies. “I’ll do it myself. I’ll be so quick…just let me touch you. Anywhere.”

“My pussy whipped little mouse.” Now you’re being mean.

“Yeah,” he nods imperceptibly, burrowing his renaissance painting face into the palm of your hand.

“Good boy.” You’re cooing, sing-songing softly to quell his need for attention. “Tell me what you are.”

“I’m pussy whipped, princess.” He breathes without an ounce of hesitation “I’m a slave to your beautiful cunt. To your mouth, to your hands…your heart, your mind. Please. Can I have something?”

“May I have something,” you guide, leading him over to the chair you’ve just vacated.

He settles down into it under your supervision and watches you intently as he finds comfortability where he knows he shouldn’t. This is your office, your workspace, and he is simply an intruder to swallow up your time.

Take your fill, Jacob.

When you your seat on his lap, straddling him so that you’re hovering right above his twitching erection, he begins to whine…grip ironclad on the armrests until his knuckles are ghost white, to save from grabbing at you and earning a swat.

Without warning, your hips swivel down until you can feel the throbbing length of his pretty cock, and then you set into an unforgiving pace…thrusting and rocking while he whines like the greediest baby beneath you.

“Look,” you snap his face to the side, chin pinched within your grasp, until his eyes are devouring his reflection in the antique mirror propped against the wall. “You see how pretty my baby is? Look how fucking beautiful you are, so grateful for any tiny treat.”

“You’re the beautiful one, princess.” His devotional praise is clipped, he’s nearly gone already.

“No need to stroke my ego, mouse..” you taunt, fucking against his still hidden cock a hint faster, “You won’t be sinking into this snug little cunt tonight, not until I’m good and ready.”

He’s thrusting up to meet you now, squeezing feverishly at your hips as he pulls you down against him over and over and over.

“Don’t stop, princess…” He sounds like tears are holding onto his pleas, the way they rasp and shake, fuck. “Please, keep going, my sweet sweet girl, you’re so good to me…so fucking good. Don’t stop, don’tstopdon’tstopdon’tstop…”

“Say it,” you demand, a harsh edge catching the light of your words as you watch him watch himself in the mirror.

He knows, and he doesn’t fight it. “I’m pussy whipped, and I’m pretty. I’m your pretty pussy whipped mouse…thank you for your cunt, princess, even if you won’t let me touch it. I’m gonna cum. Fuck, please say I can, please, please let me cum.

With the softest kiss upon his succulent mouth, you give him silent permission and lose yourself in the sound of his orgasm. He is sinful Ave Maria when he cums and if heaven is real, this is the song you will hear at its gates.

Ushered by your reverent praise, he releases in his pants, expression twisted in pleasure, as well as the embarrassment of losing it like his cock has never kissed a cunt before…but you love it.

You love the way he looks, you love the way he sounds, you love the way he feels and tastes. You love the way he can’t tear his gaze away from himself in the mirror. You love the way he clings to you like you’re the only thing that’s real to him…

You love him.

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Thanks for the tag, @faggylittleleatherboy & @polaroidcats!!

Nickname: Karfy Zodiac sign: aquarius sun, scorpio moon, sag rising Height: 5'5" Last thing I googled: what is the kink when you like someone spending your money (I wish I was kidding...I realized I accidentally wrote financial domination into hatefuck lololol) Sleep: generally on weekdays anywhere from 6-8 hours. on weekends anywhere from 8-12. I love sleep. Dream job: paleontologist...no one is surprised. i'd also go for actor, but alas Movie/book that describes me best: Oh gosh, I always relate myself to music, not usually books or film. Let's go poetry books, and in that case it would be please love me at my worst by michaela angemeer. Fav song at the moment: This is accurate:

Fav instrument: I play the clarinet so I am a little biased in that direction, but of course I love a guitar. Aesthetic: I don't know, you tell me? I think probably music related in some way. I'm a leather jacket wearing, new york lower east side loving, music enthusiast, who wears mostly black and band tshirts. Oh, but also moon motifs!!! give me moons and stars please and thanks. Oh and like, tarot and magical vibes. But also children's literature?....God, I'm a mess of a human, aren't I? Fav author: probably Suzanne Collins, I dunno. I'm quite fond of Margaret Atwood, if I'm honest. You should read some of her less popular books. My fav is Lady Oracle. Random fact: I didn't realize until a convo with Cat the other day that it isn't usual for children to introduce their cross-species stuffed animals so that they could have conferences/summits without getting into any fights. Lil Karfy was sitting there with her bears and penguins trying to make sure everyone was friends.

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[moonspirit]

Hello, Moon

Here is a headcannon we would love to hear from you about.

Since AOT is an anime that never gave us the typical beach episode as is so common, 

What do you think something like that would be like with the Ambassador Gang,

Can you picture the mischief those rascals would get up to at the beach? Id love to hear your thoughts!

Here are a few ideas I have, what do you think

Jean, Reiner, and Connie are all trying to do the beach buff thing to varying degrees of success.

Armin starts looking at lovely seashells, totally in heaven, and then he turns to see Annie in a bikini. Poor boy, he won't even stand a chance.

Bloody nose,red face

Armin has to insist he is not ill

Reiner,Jean and Annie quickly realize what happened and the two boys are laughing their heads off,

Armin and Annie are embarrassed,

Jean is laughing until he sees Pieck  in her swimwear, (I don’t know if she would be a bit more conservative with her swim wear, I always see her as choosing a one peice) despite that she is rocking it

Jean is also quickly afflicted like Armin was

Reiner is in fits

Connie legitimately believes the beach may be contaminated(he’s precious like that)

Regardless they continue their day goofing off and swimming, Armin takes Annie behind a large mound of rocks to “Look for Seashells” wink wink nudge nudge

Its a good day for all,

As always I love hearing your ideas on this.

Obligatory beach episode!!! We were robbed of more lighthearted aot content tho, yes!

When it comes to Annie & Pieck in swimsuits, idk, maybe it's just me, but I see them as wearing comfortable things haha xD So that could be a tshirt and shorts, or just a very very comfy bikini/one-piece/whatever, easy to move around in; but whichever it is - you're right that there are two (2) nosebleeding boys!

RIP Armin in particular, because Annie looks so cute no matter what it is she's wearing. A tshirt and shorts? Well it's cutely tied up at her waist so it doesn't get in the way, and her shorts are baring plenty of her strong legs. When she gets into the water then, he's the one that has to keep a check on his shorts because the sight of her wet shirt = hot as hell. And then her hair is wet, water running down her neck, sand sticking on her arms and legs, the outline of her (bikini?) underwear visible through the clothes. She's the one that's making him sweat, not the sun!

(But she's so pale, her skin burns easily, and Pieck takes her sweet time rubbing sunscreen on her much to Armin's regret. He wishes he was doing it. Pieck is very evil, as expected.)

There is no Ambassador beach episode without somebody pitching in the idea of burying Reiner in the sand and building him a mermaid body. That normally comes with building a pair of sand-boobies too, but his boobs are already so big, they decide to leave it. The result is Reiner sipping tender coconut water as he lies there under the sun, sand mermaid body and all ft. natural human tits.

Connie proposes beach volleyball! It's him & Pieck vs Jean and Annie. It's a tough match, Pieck's endurance vs Annie's agility mainly, while Reiner's their referee stuck in the sand. What's Armin doing, you ask? Well he's the pretty dainty princess, sitting under the beach umbrella and reading a book.

Not for long because they decide to kidnap him and throw him into the waves.

The six of them go for a swim! Underwater exploration! Cool fish! Colourful sea plants! Weird creatures! It's all fun and games until somebody spots a shark fin (obligatory Jaws episode?).

Beach lunch! Cold fruits and drinks! Lazing around under the sun! Playing sand games! Building a sandcastle! Turning heads (because they're all so hot, my god). Getting tanned and sunburnt!

And lastly, beach sunset viewing :3 With the fiery orange light colouring their faces, the six of them sit, quiet and tired, watching the sun go down. There's nothing more beautiful at that moment except for the shared silence of their friendship, a precious intangible thing, alive and breathing. And how many more such sunsets will they watch together?

Many. They have time now.

(That's when Aruani sneak off to "look for seashells" hehe XD)

[nyxiesimss]

FNAF CC Masterlist

this list will be constantly updated as I find more cc. If a creators cc is no longer publicly available anywhere at ALL, dm me, but try to find it elsewhere first List starting below!

@cryptiam Walls, flooring, objects, decor, outfits @bellassims Sun/moon CC Bear Onesie (Glam freddy swatch) @tyran-the-tyranical Walls, Objects, Flooring, Decor @bracoeth Stabbed 8 kids tshirt

@cr33py-sims puppet dress/face vanny set cassie set fnaf set (clothes and objects) @imgabrielstar SB posters SB Vending Machine @purpleguysimblr (linking specific CC, they have certain stuff on their page I disagree with.) Tapestry Child Bonnie Overalls Fazbear Tshirt Knee Socks @bitchiestumbranwitch Cassie Sweater + Freddy Makeup

@pleasantpostmoon Foxy Curtains

saltyglow heads and suits kainecreates (Inactive, half of the posts are paywalled, but good outfits)

DEACTIVATED CREATORS BELOW Stutterguy archive

Okip12 gregory hair KittyCandy Beajoinsthegame

[hutaoscoffinn]

Do you have aftercare HCs with Rika, especially for after the more ahem, intense, sessions? If not can i request it? :3c?

The way I’m realizing I don’t have any aftercare headcanons at all for Rika omg running to write this now bc I have so many aftercare headcanons for Rika.

Warnings: nsfw theme/suggestive because its aftercare, aftercare, fluff, this is basically all fluff so, affectionate and loving Rika, very loving Rika, afab! Reader, fem! Reader, use of word girl

Character: Rika of the Elite Four

Requests: OPEN

Rika is well aware of how intense she can get in bed so aftercare is something she takes very seriously

As soon as you are both spent Rika will tug you into her arms, rubbing your back and pressing kisses onto every area she can reach

She presses kisses to your forehead, cheeks, nose, lips, chin, neck, shoulders, anywhere

All the while she is whispering her affection for you into your ears, showering you with praises and loving words

“You did so good for me baby.”

“I love you so much sweet girl.”

“You’re my everything you know that, right?”

Rika takes her time to shower you with love and make sure you know just how deeply she feels for you

So safe to say the first thirty-ish minutes post session will be filled with lots of cuddling and kisses and lots of sweet words and loving exchanges

But after that Rika will gently ease you up so she can help you clean up a bit and get comfortable

She always helps you clean up and checks to see how sore you are

If you aren’t that sore and can stand on your own without any pain or anything she will start a warm shower or bath for you

However if you are sore or simply want more of Rika’s attention she will join you in your bath

She makes sure the water is nice and warm but not too too hot before she helps you in

She will slide in right behind you, pulling you to her chest and will almost immediately begin a second round of kisses

Her hands will run along your arms and down your body to massage your thighs as she presses kisses along your neck, shoulders and back

When you melt back into her, Rika couldn’t be happier especially because she is the one making you feel this relaxed and loved

Although its hard not to relax back against her

The feeling of Rika massaging your thighs to remove some of the soreness is heavenly

That paired with her kisses? You could honestly fall asleep against her right then and there

Unfortunately Rika won’t let you fall asleep against her in the bath and will clean you both up the rest of the way as soon as she notices your lingering drowsiness

She helps you dry off, wrapping a towel around you and will brush your hair out for you or do whatever you need to do to take care of your hair

After you have been dried off Rika will retrieve one of her own tshirts or hoodies along with some underwear for you to get comfortable in

She will swoop you up into your arms and carry you to bed

And don’t worry about her dropping you, she’s quite strong so have some faith in her okay?

Rika will help you into bed but before she gets in with you she makes sure you both drink a good amount of water

Sex especially with her is a goddamn work out and Rika is insistent on keeping you hydrated

After that, she climbs into bed with you, holding you in her arms as you nuzzle against her

She makes sure you are both tucked in and snuggled up together, plush blankets warm around you both as she showers you with her love and affection

Depending on how tired you are you two might fall asleep right there

If not, Rika is content with cuddling you close and giving you another dose of her love

She will rub your back again and press the sweetest kisses to your lips as she mumbles how much she loves you over and over

You are Rika’s sun, her moon, her everything and she will spend every waking moment to remind you of that if she needs to

Although make sure to remind Rika how much you love her too

Sing back Rika’s praises and return all of her kisses and shower her with some of your own

Aftercare goes both ways and while Rika may be the natural giver and dominant type of the relationship she needs some reminders of your love too

Play with her hair and cuddle up extra close to her

Kiss her cheeks and neck and whisper your love for her into her ears

You might even see her blush in response to all of your sweet praises and confessions

That way, you both fully know just how much you love the other

So whenever you do fall asleep in Rika’s arms you feel loved, clean, warm, and happy which is all Rika could ever ask for

And of course she feels the same knowing how much you trust and love her back

Reblogs are always appreciated <3