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I really like winnie the pooh, Can you draw winnie the pooh pleaseeeeee
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I ALSO LIKE ASK GAMES YAY!!!!!
Question Game
Are we tired of these yet?
What is your nickname?
When is your birthday?
What was your longest relationship?
What is your favorite book?
What is something you're insecure about?
5 Male celebrity crushes
5 Female celebrity crushes
What is your dream job?
What do you consider your biggest accomplishment?
What is a fact about you that nobody would believe?
What were your highs and lows for this last month?
Where is somewhere you'd like to visit?
How do you de-stress?
What are your favorite apps besides tumblr?
Describe yourself in one sentence.
What do you think makes you attractive?
What is something you're really good at?
What is something you're really bad at?
A time that you told a lie.
What's a totally random and useless fact that you know?
Who knows you the best?
What is your most prized possession?
What is your longest friendship?
When did you first feel like an adult?
Do you/ Have you played any sports?
How are you feeling right now?
Are you an early bird or a night owl?
Do you believe in love at first sight?
Favorite song lyrics right now?
What does self care look like for you?
Describe yourself with 3 singers.
What makes you nervous?
What’s a pet peeve you have?
What will always make you cry?
What kind of first impression do you think you make on people?
Free Pass! (Ask any question you want that's not on the list)
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"The Art of Compliments"
- All the Princes, Lou (Court of Darkness)
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Fandom: Court of Darkness
Characters: All the princes, Lou, MC
Word Count: ~1000
Summary:
A forced exercise. A reluctant prince. A compliment no one saw coming.
When Lou demands everyone give compliments, Guy Avari resists—until he doesn’t.
In the S-Rank lounge, the chairs have been rearranged to form a circle with tea and a tray of snacks in the middle. Lou sits in one chair, smiling his usual bizarre and overly happy smile as he sips his tea. In the other seats around the circle are S-Rank princes and MC.
Lou: Thank you all for responding to my summons.
Lynt: *yawns* I’d rather be sleeping.
Lou: Please stay awake, Master Akedia.
Roy kindly helps Lynt sit up tall in his chair, handing him a cup of tea to help keep him awake.
Lou: I felt that it was important to try a little exercise that MC told me about from her experiences on earth.
Fenn: *leans in close to MC* Ooh, Treasure, I would love to hear about all your experiences.
MC: Not that kind of experience, Fenn.
Fenn: Aw, that is unfortunate for you. *grins and wraps an arm around MC pulling her close* Would you like me to help you gain said experiences?
MC: *pushes him away* No thank you!
Toa: *folds his arms irritatedly* Enough of this idle, inappropriate chatter. *shoots Fenn a condescending look* Please continue with the exercise, Headmaster.
Lou: I would like us to take turns. On your turn, I would like you to go around the room and compliment each person. Master Roy, let's begin with you.
Roy: *Turns to Fenn, who is seated next to him.* Master Luxure, your charisma and ability to foster camaraderie amongst those around you is truly remarkable.
Fenn: I always knew held some deep feelings for me, Roy! Should we leave the room and meet in my chambers?
Roy ignores Fenn and continues with his pleasant, heartfelt compliments. Once he finishes everyone has a smile on their face, well almost everyone.
In turn, each other person present gives their compliments. Toa even managed to compliment Guy, who held his tongue and did not mock him for it. Smiles or relaxed expressions abound. Jasper enters presenting Guy with a fresh cup of red coffee.
Lou turns to Guy who is stoic as usual and drinking the coffee Jasper has just presented to him.
Lou: Master Guy, it is your turn.
Guy: *scowling* Tch.
Jasper: *chuckling* Perhaps my master’s silence is the most powerful compliment of all.
Guy: *scowls harder*
MC: *peers up at Guy from her place beside him and whispers* Are you nervous?
Guy stares at her and raises a sharp eyebrow.
Lou: No one will leave this room until everyone has performed the requested exercise. *smiles* Perhaps you would like to practice on Jasper.
Guy: *heaves a sigh before he takes a slow sip of his coffee*
MC: *whispering* If you never say anything we will be stuck here forever.
Guy: ...your coffee does not insult my tongue.
Jasper smiles as if he’s never heard anything more lovely while everyone else stares, fake smiles frozen on their face.
Jasper: What a lovely sentiment. I fear I might start blushing.
Lou: Ah, Master Avari, your unique ability to find eloquence even in the simplicity of a coffee critique is truly unparalleled. And you thought this would be hard. Please, proceed down the line now that you have proven your capabilities. Begin with myself, if you would.
Guy: *sips his coffee slowly, while all eyes are on him* This exercise truly showcases your unwavering dedication to time-wasting pursuits.
A few mouths drop open. But Lou seems as thrilled and happy as ever.
Lou: See, Master Avari, it isn’t so hard after all. Please continue around the circle.
Guy: Lynt, your napping ability is...an inspiration to those who dream of doing absolutely nothing.
As if on cue, Lynt snores from amidst his current nap.
Guy: Your talent for maintaining friendships is...commendable, considering the varied personalities you have to endure.
The room is so silent you can actually hear a pin drop. Guy actually complimented someone!
Fenn: Ha! Do me next. *he shoots Guy a flirty look*
Guy: *cringes ever-so subtly* Your lack of venereal diseases despite your endless dalliances is astounding.
Fenn: *practically beaming* Why, Guy, I'm positively flattered! To think, my reputation precedes me even in the realm of health! My escapades are as meticulously planned as they are, ahem, fulfilling.
Lou: Continue Master Avari. Next, I believe is Master Qelsum and then Miss MC.
Guy: *heaves a sigh as he places his coffee down* You’re not dead.
Lou: That’s a fact, Master Avari.
Guy: Allowing him to stay in my presence and not die by my hand is the most remarkable compliment I’ll ever give him.
Roy: *smiles courteously* Indeed, his assessment is not entirely without merit. Proceed with your compliment for Miss MC.
Guy turns to MC and takes her hands in his, gazing into her ruby-red eyes.
Guy: In life's grand gallery, your kindness and beauty stand as a masterpiece, each stroke of virtue and grace painting a portrait of unparalleled splendor. And in the enchanting aura of your presence, even the humblest moments transcend the mundane, into a sublime work of art, woven with the threads of your captivating presence.
After Guy's unexpected compliment, he gently pulls MC to her feet. The room falls into a stunned silence as Guy leads MC out, their departure leaving the others in a state of shock. Lou, Toa, Roy, and Fenn exchange incredulous glances.
Lou: *breaks the silence with a bemused chuckle* "Well, well."
Toa: *raises an eyebrow, his stoic facade momentarily faltering* I never thought I'd see the day when Guy Avari complimented anyone."
Fenn: *uncharacteristically shocked* And who knew he had the ability to wax poetic?
Roy: *nods in agreement, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips* Indeed. It seems our esteemed colleague has hidden depths.
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His Majesty. Postcard from my collection, mailed 1907.
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Is this beautiful...?
Because Elbie makes a beautiful mermaid
PLEASE DO NOT REPOST OR USE FOR AI!!!
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There is no greater bond than the one between a person and the fictional character they’ve written 50k+ words about
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I still think it’s objectively fucked how the world is built for morning people and if you wake up later than everyone else you’re seen as a malicious aberration of some sort. I am that but it’s not because I wake up at 11 fuck yourself
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It starts with him pulling you closer, of hiding his face in your throat and yours his. But all it does is makes him breathe in yesterday's perfume, the notes always change the longer it's on your skin and no matter what stage its in, it makes him insane.
Makes him huff at your throat, slot his bare thigh between yours to press up into your sex. He swears to himself he won't do anything, that he wants to sleep in with you some more. But the warm florals, the spice, and that god damn sweet undertone only he's ever close enough to smell mixing with your natural scent has his dick rock solid.
Has him feeling dizzy as if he can't keep his thoughts straight, pulling away to look down at you listening to you whine in protest when his warm skin leaves yours. Long enough that the cold air makes you fix a glare up at him, a silent scolding of him leaving and all it does is make him that much more crazy for you.
Moving your legs roughly, placing himself between you and shoving his dick in so hard, so fast you bite his collar bone in retaliation.
But you still moaned.
And so did he, sighing as he moves you to your back to literally plaster himself against your skin, both of you already sticky from shared body heat. Barely moving his hips as it lessened the contact between your torsos but Katsuki was skilled when it came to you. Felt those claws in his shoulders saw how you silently moan, always so quiet and moody in the morning. Sharing slow kisses, lazy swipes of his tongue, quietier and more gentle than usual but no less intense. Eyes flickering to yours when he grinds into you just so he can watch your lashes flutter. So he can watch that pretty face you make while you cream on his cock with such little effort on his part.
Loved how well he could take care of you just as well as you could him. Pulling just one more from you before he allows himself to cum, normally when he fucked you in missionary he wanted his sweaty forehead to yours so you can see what you do to him.
But today he's a little greedy, hiding his face in your throat, broken groan as he inhales that damn perfume of yours. Huffing so deeply he can taste it on his tongue before he finally fills that pretty cunt of yours, panting out broken parts of your name.
Collapsing his full weight on to you as you huff but don't protest. Pulling him closer even if you struggle to breath beneath him, pressing gentle kisses to his racing pulse before he turns his head to return the favor. The two of you falling back asleep shortly after that.
The two of you won't speak until hours later, standing in the shower after finally deciding to rise. Katsuki with his arms crossed over his broad chest, spent dick sticky, and a pout on his handsome face as he watches you rub golden body wash over gorgeous skin. Let's the peach and sakura catch on the steam as you thoroughly wash. You catch him staring and giggle.
"Why are ya pouting? Cause we got up past noon again? It's our day off maybe we needed it." There's no hope that any perfume is in left in your hair, not now as it's shiny with conditioner you're letting sit.
"We didn't have to sleep in so late if someone didn't get so caught up in his morning wood." You give him your back as you lather your legs down to your painted toes.
"Tsk. Ain't that." He scoffs, fingers twitching as he resists the urge to touch you as you bend over.
"Hmm? Then what is it that's got you pouting." Your voice reminds him a lot of your scent. Rich, bold, sweetness usually held for him.
He can't resist now, bringing his hand to cup your throat to have you pressing your back against his chest, sliding his now hard cock against your soapy wet cunt.
"Yer washing off your perfume." He growls, pressing his nose behind your ear before he grabs at the base of his dick, shoving it all the way in, relishing how you start to go limp in his hold.
"But I guess yer body wash will have to do."
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I used to work in a kitchen with a chef who cleaned when he was angry. It only happened once, but he was aggressively doing my job (washing dishes) and the entire time he kept reminding me that he was NOT angry with ME he just needs to do something with his hands. I don't THINK I was acting particularly scared or fearful of his behaviour, but nevertheless he reminded me time and time again that night
I wish I was a stress cleaner. Never once has my response to stress been “time to employ some good habits”
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Congrats on Miraculous Season 6 broadcast!🐞🐾
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