#tnxxx

[p-skyexd]

@determinedfanartist WHAT ARE YOU DOING??? WHY ARE YOU LIKING MY POSTS SO MUCH???💥💥💥

[yunhohours]

heyyyy, i've seen your post about svt's favorite positions to rail u out. may i ask u to do the same prop but with ateez instead? tnxxx

disclaimer: i’m using a specific website for the names/diagrams in case i need to reference them again later so you may know these positions by other names!

disclaimer pt. 2: i can see most of them loving a variety of positions, so these are just some that i think would be special to them!

hongjoong: fall - you can tell him you want more of him by pulling him into you but unfortunately your hands don't get to touch him because they're currently pinned so sad everybody whip out their tiny violins maybe if you beg prettily he'll think about releasing them (also this is a very intimate position and that's v important for hongjoong even if he likes to think of himself as a Tough Guy he mostly likes this bc of the closeness :( ok ty)

seonghwa: oasis - mouth and hands have free range, easy for him to tug at your hair a lil while your bodies move as one <3

yunho: grasshopper - usually happens when yunho gets a craving for you that must be sated now, always fucks you within an inch of your life (and he gets to watch himself entering you could he be any luckier)

yeosang: binding - likes the control he has over how much of him you get to see and feel all while having complete access to your body, easy to whisper nasty shit in your ear if he feels so inclined

san: deck chair - could you be any closer? could san be any deeper inside you?

mingi: reverse cowgirl - gets to enjoy himself fully both physically and visually without having to do much work, obsessed with watching how well you take him in

wooyoung: cowgirl on the table - a goddess taking her pleasure from him? check. feeling a lil nasty because you're certainly not doing bed activities in a bed? check.

jongho: spoon - low pressure, all vibes, easy access to the clit, he knows how to get the job done ok

[baileypie-writes]

I'm real down bad for velvet so can u do a velvet with a male(or gn) reader who is real grumpy

Tnxxx

A/N ~ Sure! Hope you enjoy!

~Velvet with a Grumpy Boyfriend~

+mini oneshot

Fandom: Trolls 3: Band Together

Reader: Male

Relationship: Romantic

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Mentions of arguments, mentions of bullying Crimp

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~ Velvet can be a pretty grumpy person too, so you guys have something in common.

~ She doesn’t really mind your grouchiness too much. Just as long as you don’t show her any attitude. If you do, oh boy. You may have just started something.

~ If you show others attitude, she finds it funny. Especially if it’s to Crimp. Anyone insulting Crimp is automatically hilarious to her.

~ Let’s pray that you and Velvet don’t feel grumpy at the same time. Because that will most likely end in arguments. But once in a blue moon, the two of you will be too tired to argue. So instead, you just sit together and wait for the negative feelings to evaporate.

~ Velvet finds you grumpiness cute most of the time. She’ll tease you about it, pinching your cheeks and calling you her “grumpy baby” just to increase your bad mood. If you’re actually really upset though, she’ll leave you alone. She doesn’t want to get in trouble.

~Mini Oneshot~

“Hey babe. What’s up?” Velvet asked as she entered your bedroom.

“Nothin’.” You grumpily huffed. You were lying on your side, your head resting on your hand. You were on your phone, not looking at your girlfriend.

Velvet laughed a bit, and walked over to your bed. She leaned down to your level, and cocked her head. Seeing her eyes from above your phone, you moved your attention from your screen to her.

“Is someone grouchy?” She teased, and not in a cute way. Velvet never teases in a cute way. She genuinely tries to get on your nerves. You grumbled, and flopped over to your other side, turning your back to her.

Velvet laughed, almost evily. She had succeeded in annoying you. Being satisfied enough, she decided to quit it for now.

She got on your bed, laying down next to you. She wrapped her arms around yours, caging you in a spooning position. You didn’t mind enough to complain, you were just thankful that she wasn’t teasing you anymore. The two of you just layed together, watching videos on your phone.

“My grumpy baby.~”

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~~baileypie-writes

[delicrieux]

hii can you do a rhaenyra targaryen x fem reader where fem reader is comforting rhaenyra after her mom's death and while reader is comforting her rhaenyra just stays silent bc shes sad and reader accidentally calls her a cute nickname which shocks rhaenyra and rhaenyra gets flustered & blushing so she wants reader to say it again but reader gets shy bc that nickname just slipped out tnxxx

HORIZON  | endless drabble series (autumn edition)    

summary: grief is just love persevering pairing: rhaenyra x f!reader a/n: i indeed can & i did. used prompt 30. nightgown

masterlist. ☕. reqs are open for the september prompts! make sure to check out the autumn features as well! <3

The scariest thing about tears is that they eventually dry up. 

Rhaenyra had shed more than she thought she had, and now she can only lay still in your embrace, her head positioned on your shoulder as your fingers slowly work through her hair. It’s the third week and the 15th morning. The sun barely touches the horizon, melts into the the waters of King’s Landing, dances on the rooftops, and reflects in the polished trinkets of your room. 

The silence is calm. Her body - warm beyond compare. But her closeness feels like distance, even if you have her breath fanning the side of your cheek. You know she doesn’t feel you, doesn’t see you. Rhaenyra looks onward into the horizon. You try following her gaze, wondering what is it that mesmerizes her so - hope? The sea? A mirage of her mother’s smile? 

Your fingers weave gently through her silky hair to soothe an ache you know has no cure. You hum a melody you know she likes, but she makes no reaction. Your room is just light enough to see the paleness of her features, the tired, vacant eyes. 

One moment she’s holding hands with you and laughing and the next she’s burning her mother and brother at a pyre. The Gods are cruel.

A chill from outside creeps through the window and easily blows past your linen nightgowns. You’d like to pull the sheets over the two of you, but you’re afraid to move, to let her go, fearing she might disappear into the funeral smoke.

“Oh, Nyra...” You murmur, the tender in your voice slipping out before you can think better of it. The hands lying in her lap twitch. Your fingers halt their ministrations. She glances up at you through trembling eyelashes, “...Sorry, princess.” You say carefully. The nickname was too raw, too deep, too heartfelt, “I...only wish to show my deepest condolences for your loss.”

You and the rest of Westeros, but this admission felt different, to you and to her. You’d wish she’d say something or react, wish she’d show something different besides a doe, hopeful expression. Even if she regained her composure, you’d happily proceed with silence. Or, if she fell onto the ground weeping, screaming, and clawing at herself, you’d gladly writhe there beside her.

“Thank you.” She mutters, finding your free hand and squeezing it affectionately. In the new light, it appears that her cheeks had regained some of their rosy glow, “Please, speak freely. Call me that again.” 

It’s a command and a plea that tugs on your heartstrings. Somewhat shy under her gaze, you tilt your head and rest your chin on the top of her head. As your fingers dance through her hair, you graze her neck and feel her pulse on your skin. For a moment, it feels like there is just you, her, and this beautiful view.

“I’m glad you came here, Nyra.” You admit softly, “I was so worried about you. I couldn’t sleep.”

hope u liked it <3

[bodilyundead]

my irl safe word is “i’m more dead than alive”. if i told you by any means that i feel dead it means CUT IT OUT or i have the right to be whatever level of bitch i feel is needed. understand? tnxxx :333

[maes-chocolate-cookie]

HEYYYY how are you?? are your requests open? if not just delete this

anyway, can I request a price x reader plisss (sorry I have no ideas) TNXXX

have a great day

(tag me if you write it)

i forgot i had tumblr oop- @greenkiki this will somewhat match your request

Price is a cautious man; he always observes whoever he may be interacting with from afar to check if they're a possible threat. He was no different with you, extremely cautious at first, but slowly warmed up to you, and before he knew it, you became really close.

Even when you spent a long time together, he had no ounces of suspicion of your hidden job. Though your mask made him a bit wary, you seemed to have no scars or reason to cover your face all the time.

Only starting to question your abilities and appearance once you went on your first mission together months after having met. As he watched you fight and wondered how in hell your fighting abilities were so perfect, your knife-throwing skills and aim were simply flawless. Half of your abilities weren't even taught in the military; how could you be so talented?

He decided not to question you and pay a closer eye on your movements. It was to no avail; you did not give up any hint of where you learned to have such assassin-like abilities. He decided to just let it slip, though it caught him off guard; you were such a sweet person, how could you be like that? Perhaps you just were one of a kind.

After the mission was completed, you went out to drink with the 141, so you took off your mask, revealing your face to everyone. That's when it hit him - you were an assassin who was hired many times by governments to do the dirty job. How could he have not realized it beforehand?

The day after, he pulled you aside to question everything. He just nodded along as you told him everything. Surprisingly, your relationship was not shaken by it. He understood your reasoning, so he just asked you not to keep more secrets.

[manias-wordcount]

Hiiii

Can you do Mori x reader when Y/n has power with singing and she was fighting Fyodor and Port Mafia heard someone singing and came to see whos that and saw YN (they knew Y/n bc she is in ADA)and Fyodor fighting so they helped her but after fight Y/n fainted and Mori took her to help her and they fall in love and after 10 days they started dating and he said that infront of Ada and Port mafia members in the meeting (in some episode I forgot whick one TwT)?

Tnxxx

In this Mess Together (Mori Ougai x Reader)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗼𝗸𝗮𝘆 𝘀𝗼𝗼𝗼𝗼 𝗶 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗲𝗽𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗱𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘀𝘀 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗻𝗼 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘁 𝘀𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝗮 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘃𝗮𝗴𝘂𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝗼 𝗮𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆 𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗵𝗲𝗲 :)

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

You didn’t know what you did at first. But like always, that pretty voice of yours always seems to get you in trouble. 

  One minute everyone is loud. Talking over each other and yelling until their voices were raw. Eyes are being narrowed, fingers are being pointed, and metaphorical guns are quick to be drawn. The next minute, nothing. Complete silence. Dead silence. The agency and the Port Mafia were on the brink of a fight until just a second ago- no doubt about it. Though what would end such a pointless battle once started was up in the air. Just like how long it would take to separate both sides as they attempted to tear at each other’s throats. 

  But as much as you weren’t a fighter, you knew someone would have to step up and act as the adult for all the children present (not including Elise, who looked just as displeased with the situation as you were). You were always the levelheaded one. The calm one. The rational thinker. The problem solver. So if anyone can settle an upcoming storm, it was going to be you. Not to mention, you were still in the last days of your recovery and all of the back and forth was making the headache you were nursing worse by the second. 

  So, you take a deep breath. Or two. Or three. And you roll back your shoulders. And you open up your mouth. And you utter one word- 

  And suddenly everyone is looking straight at you. And not in the way you had hoped.

  Sure, the attention was to be expected. Especially since you were about to lay into them like there was no tomorrow. But you were expecting guilt. Annoyance. Irritation. Perhaps even sheepishness from the most reasonable of those who were gathered before you. And yet, when you look out, you’re met with terrified, wide eyes from your comrades mixed in with a sea of dark, threatening stares from Port Mafia members. Beady eyes, deep frowns, furrowed brows. They radiate a strong energy- a dangerous one even, as you’re forced to step back from the sheer intensity of their gazes on you. 

  For a moment, you forgot that you were doing this for the good of both groups. For a moment, you forget that you’re supposed to be good enough to face your enemy in a situation like this. But the budding fight from before? That seemed like child play compared to the murderous aura building in front of you. Now, every single bone in your body is telling you to run. To communicate a plan of escape to the rest of the agency as quickly as you could and book it out of there. Maybe if you used your ability, a vocal distraction keep everyone’s eyes on you long enough to give Jun'ichirō an opening to use Light Snow to-

  “My love.”

  A voice throws off your rambling thoughts. It’s quiet. Gentle. Melodic, even. And when you snap out of your daze, your eyes are looking out and out and out. Past the faces of people who want you alive. The past the faces of people who want you dead. And when they settle, they settle on the familiar face of a man who just wants you. All of you. 

  And you can’t help the sigh of relief you let out when it finally catches up to you to who this face belongs.

  “My love,” Mori Ougai continues to call the pet name he reserved for you once more, but his eyes never leave yours. Not even for a second. So you don’t let your eyes leave either. There’s a slight breeze pushing long strands of his hair in his face, though it somehow frames him perfectly. Just like the small smile on his face. Just like the hand he has outstretched, over a sea of people, reminding you of the moment in which he began to save your life. In which he began to take care of you. In which he began to love you. Just mere days ago. “While I’m always thrilled to hear my given name from your beautiful voice…perhaps I should formally introduce you as my beloved first, hmm?”

  A second passes as his words hang in the air. Just waiting to be interpreted and understood by all who are present. And then another. And another. And another. And one more. Until finally, it hits. 

  “WHAT?!”

  It’s almost laughable how just opposing forces were able to unite for a moment just to share in each other’s joint confusion. But it’s not laughable. Because the attention is back onto you faster than you can even think. And with nothing left for you to do, you find yourself bowing right where you stood as rushed apology after apology flows from your mouth. Though it’s not because you’re sorry, despite feeling a little bad for possibly ruining something Mori might have been planning to make things easier on the both of you. But because your face can’t help but grow mortified as what feels like the whole world learning about your dating status all at once. 

  All because you tried to stop the fight by saying one word.

  Ougai.

  In one ear, you hear cries of outrage. Port Mafia members wondered how could their leader date “one of those detective agency scum". Threatens to take you out right here and right now. Warnings about how you could be manipulating their dear leader with your siren-like ability. Even the occasional question about what sort of blackmail you could have on him in order to force him to announce you publicly as his lover. You swear you even heard a gun cock at some point or another while your head will still facing the ground and your skin was growing warmer and warmer with each minute. 

  In the other ear, you heard a similar story. Kunikida shouts into the air about how someone with your temperament would make such a poor match for Mori. That you’re far too sweet to be with someone horrible. Yosano calls out to you- asking for a sign or a confirmation to know if you’re in danger. If he has something on you that you’re desperate to hide. If he hurt in any way that would be unbecoming of a man. Anything that your best friend and big sister from work should know about. All while Dazai’s dark murmurs about how he’s going to kill Mori are just barely reaching you.

  So it’s with a groan that you realize that you have to stop hiding. That you have to stop running from this problem. With a voice like yours, you’ve always been able to make people turn their heads in your direction. You’ve always been able to make people listen to you. But that doesn’t happen when you avert your gaze and dig your head into the sand. That doesn’t happen when you bare your neck for the monsters to sink their teeth into. That doesn’t happen when you don’t open your mouth and speak.

  So when you bring your head up, the first thing you notice is how you’re dizzy. And how that must not have been good for that headache of yours that is still sitting at the back of your head with a dull throb. But the second thing you notice is the pair of eyes on you. Dark red and disarming. Sweet yet dangerous. All you can focus on is those eyes. 

  The same pair of eyes that looked at you so gently as you were lifted away from the outside world and all the danger that came with it. The same pair of eyes that showed you nothing of kindness as you were nursed back to health, even when you were being difficult about taking your medicine. And the very same pair of eyes that looked at you sadly when you said you had to get back to your old life. That you didn’t belong in this bed with him. That you had work to do. Just like he did. 

  The pair of eyes that belonged to Mori Ougai. Your savior. Your doctor. Your protector. And your friend. And most importantly? Your boyfriend- who just so happens to be the boss of Yokohama’s underworld. And the biggest threat to your job as a whole. Ah, but if it weren’t for those eyes of his. A pretty voice of yours too. Then maybe, just maybe. 

  You both wouldn’t be in this mess together now, would you?

[othorin]

i hope the girlies don't pay attention to the mw3 ending pls continue to make this game sufferable for woman and as gay as possible tnxxx 💅🏼💕✨

[forerussake]

Tagged by: @lucientelrunya <3333 tnxxx

Relationship status: single babeyyy (said the happily aroace person)

Favourite colour: dark green (like forest green?? pine tree green??)

Last song i listened to: i’m just returning from choir practice and the last thing we sang was the greatest show, so that i guess. Otherwise it’s dead man runnin’ by seulgi.

Three favourite foods (meals): roti, curry, chow mein?? Or maybe bok choy chicken soup?

Last thing i googled: i have no idea??? Maybe some article for my thesis.

Dream trip: there are too many places i want to go. I haven’t been outside of europe. I really wanna go to china, but that is very vague still bc lorge. Still too many places in china i’d like to go to make a decision…. also really want to see the northern lights some day. And i’d like to follow my dad’s example abd go hiking in the himalayas one day :) also iceland definitely yeah.

Anything I want right now: sleep. and to be done with my thesis.

Tagging: no one right now bc i am on the metro and everything is loud and bright and i am too tired to think xD

Thanks again for the tag <33

[jocelynnniee]

You got a nice smile! Welcome to tumblr

tnxxx

[kdramafeed]

hey can I get tips on online games which I can spend my plenty of free hours on, will keep me busy and I might be talk to (either teammates or just other people)?

[neerajpatel441]

मैं जानता हूँ कहाँ तक उड़ान है उनकी मेरे ही हाथ से निकले हुए परिंदे हैं #nanhepatel @__aman_patel700 @nanhe_patel #photooftheday #photoshoot #jabalpuriya #tnxxx @dolcee.edition.production #jaishankarmaharaj (at Babba Da Dhaba) https://www.instagram.com/p/CAVya-qFWHQ/?igshid=o3qjcolykpau

[caligulynn]

Tagged by anhamirak (who tumblr won’t let me tag for some reason)  

1. How old are you?

21

2. Current job?

I work as a personal counsellor for a person with a physical disability 

3. Dream job?

I want to become a clinical neuropsychologist, but that is another 4 year education that I may not be able to handle physically. In the meantime I’d like to become a rehabilitation specialist for people with traumatic brain injuries. 

4. What are you talented at?

I’m good at drawing and I’m getting better at cooking. 

5. What is a big goal you are working towards, or have already achieved?

I have my bachelor of science and I’d really like to get a master. I’ve also been training to be able to walk and cycle for longer and I can almost cycle half an hour (with short breaks) now. I used to not be able to go up stairs with 5 steps or walk the 5 minutes from the busstop to my house, so I think that’s pretty good. 

6. What is your aesthetic?

Most often I would say flower goth, so dark fabrics with dark lipstick and eyeliner and then flower prints and a bit of bright colour. Sometimes I like to dress like a hipster dude, or in swing dresses, or full goth, or butch as well though. I don’t think I have to really keep one theme all the time. 

7. Do you collect anything?

I collect the jojo mangas and I have a shelf with all kinds of gems and seashells and stuff I collected over the years. I also collect unconventional lipstick colours so I have black, purple, teal, green, cerulean and lilac now, that I like to wear sometimes. 

8. What is a topic you’re always up to talk about?

Not to sound like a hippie but I don’t really care, I like hearing people talk about things that excite them so even if I don’t know a lot about it I still like the conversation. 

9. What’s a pet peeve of yours?

I don’t like it when people correct me on stuff that doesn’t matter. For instance if I say “oh like 9 months ago we went to this thing” and someone says “no it was a year”.  Or when people excuse their partners mediocrity by saying ‘boys will be boys’ and ‘that’s just how women are’ and the like. 

10. Good advice to give?

Don’t give advice to people who don’t want it and then get angry they didn’t follow it. I’ve known too many people who thought they would just solve other people’s problems in two minutes and then made themselves the victim when that didn’t work. Sometimes you just have to listen and not talk. 

11. Recommend three songs:

Don’t want you back - Bakermat ft. Kiesza 

Brighter than gold - The Cat Empire  Intergalactic rock - Daft punk vs Beastie Boys 

[noizudesu]

quick survey

should i:

cut my hair short

dye my hair

both

i’ve done neither before lol

[flickerline]

OML YOUR FAN ACC IS GOLD AS WELL ✋

omg😭

[justsmilestuffhappens]

Hey I am desperately looking for the buddie + epiphany by Taylor Swift edit, have you ever seen it? Tnxxx :)

There are some but unless I reblogged it with Taylor swift or vl lyric / lyrics as a tag and it's out of my queue I can't really help you

This? By: @i-am-irondad