#[ aah thank you for sending this ! ]

[jesncin]

I just reread the Chimera Constantine posts and..

Honestly, when I sent in that ask asking if Goldie had ever saved Johnny’s life I was expecting maybe a paragraph if I was lucky, I’m so very glad you guys made an entire series of posts!! An entire comic!!!!!

You guys absolutely amaze me and I love following you and reading all your DC comics

aka, Thank you both so much for sharing your art and AU with the world, I’m so very glad you did~!!

:D!! I'm honestly so thankful of this community of nerds sending in asks for my AU because I treat it as improv story prompts that end up spiraling into something more sometimes! I've always had the Constantine Chimera reveal in mind, but the ask you sent helped me commit to getting it drawn and then inspired the bigger story around it- which I'm so grateful for.

I know it feels so extra to respond to asks with comics (whether fully fledged ambitious comics or lil gags- all take time to make) but it makes me so happy that folks enjoy them! And I just like rewarding people for asking thoughtful stuff about especially the obscure blorbos,,,(yes this is why I keep the Martian asks for such a long time lol) like someone asked about the golden ghost child that appeared in a single issue of Hellblazer?? I gotta draw something, haha.

[machveil]

I notice that you like my posts a lot but never reblog them like everyone else's but I had to say i love your doodles and your content

hi anon, uuh not too sure who you are but sometimes I wait to reblog certain fics because I plan on linking them in upcoming fic recommendation posts (my notes app is stockpiled haha)

I’m glad you enjoy my stuff though<3 I should have a couple recommendation posts for different characters coming out soon

[crystallizsch]

Hello! ♡

I just wanted to say how much I love your art and OC's!

Yuusha and Jamil are so cute together, and I adore Yuuna's design! (Their hair is so cute, and I love how you did their uniform!)

I thought I was following you (as your work would keep showing on my dash) but it turns out I wasn't, so I was quick to correct that!

I was so surprised when I saw you follow me back on your main! I'm so honored that you would do so, and I just had to show my appreciation!

Thank you! ♡

HI HI!! THANK YOU TOO gahh my heart THAT MAKES ME HAPPY! i'm so glad to hear that you like my stuff 😭💖💖

yuusha and jamil are my beloveds right now, and yuuna especially has a special place in my heart because they're my first twst character, so thank you so much for the really kind words!!

also! i thought i recognized you when you followed me actually! when i checked and i saw it was you who wrote the jamil "you make me so happy" fic i was akldjfldskfl

it was so fluffy and sweet, definitely one of my favorite fics of him!

and since I also browse twst ocs, you came back on my dash with ruthie and i loved reading about her 🥺💕 and your idea of making a fan event similar to the game looks so fun and well thought out, i can't wait to see more of its story :0 (so yeah i just followed back when i saw you follow me hfndsfd)

other than that i also have a soft spot for pink / sweet-themed ocs so i doodled ruthie eating her fave food real quick :3

(now im craving something sweet ack)

[marblecarved]

@vivaciousandcharming sent a letter to mary macdonald: ‘‘ Mary, my love. My darling, my sunshine. Please come sledding with me. ’’

prompt: impromptu.

The more Lily speaks, the more Mary's smile, which started as a small, greeting one, widens, until she can feel her cheeks start to hurt. Chiming laughter follows - bubbling up her throat and past her lips in a short, joyful burst. ❝ Ah, dear, dear Lily, ❞ she says, head turning this way and then that way in short, emphasizing movements at each dear. ❝ I thought you'd never ask ! ❞ when she looked up from her book ( one about healing magic, per suggestion of madam Pomfrey ) and noticed her friend had come to a stop in front of her, what she expected to hear certainly was not this. Which doesn't make her invitation an unwelcome one, mind ! Rather, it comes at just the right time, since she was just about to fall asleep on her book, and it would be nice, she thinks, to take a break - she has been studying for a while, now, hasn't she ? ❝ Do you want to go now ? ❞ she asks her then, bookmarking the book before closing it and placing it on the couch, near her hip. ❝ Do I have the time to put on something more warm ? ❞

[ghostboyjules]

hc about you: I feel like you probably have a really cool pin collection, or also a trinket collection. Essentially u have fun little object. <3 also I think you give great cuddles <333

aahhh!! Thyme!! I'll have to show you my pins sometime! I like my pins for sure, not sure how cool they are, but they're definitely cool to me <3 one of my fave pins is a lil glow in the dark ghostie that a beloved mutual turned darling bestie (@hitnex) sent me for my birthday (or chrimmas?) one time.. love that lil dude.. I do also have trinkets!! not as many as I would like for sure, but the more antique stores I visit.. the more lil trinkets I shall collect..

as for the cuddles, I can't attest to my own, but I am very soft and warm so if that's your cup of tea then I suppose I could be! I also endeavor to hug with most of my might (not all, for I am scared I will squish...) but AAHH c'mere you rascal! I shall cuddle and you can determine for yourself if I am a good cuddler 😌 that goes for anyone who needs a cuddle I happily volunteer wholeheartedly 10 billion percent.

[chaoticgouda]

Happy Valentine's Day!!!

AAAAAHHH WHAT???? These are amazing!!! Thank you so much! <3 Happy valentine's day!!

[girlharm]

“There was a murder there. Another one’s missing.“

she must have noticed the lined pad, blue ink pen tracing invisible words. (like her press tag wasn't a dead giveaway as to her reason for being here.) camille adjusts her worn out camera bag against her hip while green eyes slowly align with where the brunette woman points, squinting into the dank alley. disdainfully, she notes crime scene tape barring her access from the scene of the crime as per usual.

the shot of vodka before she'd stepped out of her car wasn't helping her journalistic instincts manifest. not that she couldn't handle a little blood. they'd tried to usher her away from the grotesque evidence of the murderer's activities. preaker farms spring to mind. senseless slaughter. no eyewitnesses, per the initial police report.

the redhead glances back at the bystander. "i hadn't heard there was also a missing person involved. hearsay, or...?"

are you an eyewitness? is her unspoken question, and if the answer is yes, camille is ready to chow down on that metaphorical sunny side up egg. it could be a better start to her day already, if true. maybe she'd entertain buying the woman a coffee for her story, put away the pep shots, have one herself. sneak some orange juice for later.

"if that's true, i wouldn't say there's much promise in finding them, uh... alive and well." pointing her pen at the grisly remains of victim number one, the natural twang in camille's voice only slightly slurred as she made her observation.

[werebull]

❝Why did you bring me here?❞

"They're a cult. You seem to have some sway over this sort. You can talk to them for me. If you succeed in negotiations, you'll be compensated. If you do not. . .well, I shan't punish you, I expect whatever they do to you will be enough." @astrumborn

[porcalinecunt]

Omg I love ur works!!! Please post more stuff with Oliver and kaiser

𝐉𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐘!

🪽ᯓᡣ𐭩 oliver & kaiser catching you masterbating in their jerseys! <3

⋆˚࿔ FEATURING . . 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ OLIVER AIKU & MICHEAL KAISER X GN! READER

° ᡣ𐭩 . ° . cw — afab!reader. fingering. doggy style. rough sex. hair pulling. creampie. cockdrunk! reader. a fuckton of ego stroking.

[・:。author’s note ! 「 ✉️ 」・𓂃 ࣪˖ ] oh boy, so this one was rotting in my inbox..but im finally back despite seasonal depression kicking my ass! (send help) i hope this was worth the wait charkvc </3 enjoy!

𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐔 !

ᥫ᭡. — ugh, this man..

ᥫ᭡. — his ego is already inflated to the max by the time his match ends in victory, so seeing you fingering your needy cunt in his jersey? you shouldn’t have been shocked when he pounced onto you.

ᥫ᭡. — this man didn’t even let you speak. no “hey babe!” or “i missed you!”, NAH. his tongue was halfway down your throat and his hands were fumbling the band of your shorts. no way he was gonna let his slutty partner have all the fun when the both of you knew damn well he’d do you so much better then your stupid fingers. in fact, why not his fingers?

° ᡣ𐭩 . ° . where were you again? ah right, lying on your side as your boyfriend finger fucks you until veins carved into his forearm. his neglected yet ragingly hard cock poking against your thigh as he was too busy watching your face twist and contort in pleasure.

“aah—not too rough oliver..” you sighed while he clearly ignored what you said, rather latching his mouth onto any patch of unmarked skin.

“nah baby, can’t get off in my jersey and expect me to do nothing..” oliver chuckled, and was unfortunately right. the sight of you masterbating shamlessly in his oversized and sweaty jersey stroked his already massive ego, his pretty little partner fingering their cunt as his match played on live television was practically an invitation to him.

“c’mon..cum all over my fingers, you love me don’t you baby?” his tone switched into a faux sweetness that he doesn’t try to hide in, yet you couldn’t help but start kicking your feet and whine like a bitch in heat. you could beg through weak little humps and you’re shaking thighs as he pumps his fingers faster. a shit eating grin formed on his face.

“you’re so cute—fuck, i missed you so much babe.”

𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑 !

ᥫ᭡. — him seeing you get yourself off in a jersey is the same as stroking his dick in blind worship, if only you didn’t spoil it by acting so stupid when he caught you.

ᥫ᭡. — no amount of babbling will ever save you from this horny bastard as he immediately went to work on your pretty self. flipping you onto your stomach as he shimmies whatever bottoms you had on while you attempted to wriggle out of his grip. kaiser doesn’t take any more of your attempts, oh no no no! instead, opting to grab a fistfull of your hair and wring your neck like he’s tugging on a dog leash.

ᥫ᭡. — kaiser would stare down at the huge ‘10’ on your back as he fucks you doggy style while you can’t even moan thanks to how hard he was tugging. a testament on why you should never even try to touch yourself when you’re boyfie isn’t home to take care of you! <3

kaiser is so much meaner, more greedy. so much so, you couldn’t even greet him when he busted through the bedroom door and caught you red handed. pathetically humping a pillow in his jersey while imagining his cock nestled in you.

you certainly got your wish. on all fours while kaiser fucks himself into your poor pussy as he used your hair as a leash. his knuckles are near white with his iron grip on your scalp, his eyes glued onto your bruised ass from how hard his hips slam against them.

“fuck—‘m gonna cum already..right inside you, sounds good love?” kaiser groaned with his smile practically heard as your head was forced high up while you babbled incoherent nonsense.

“m’ gonna take that as a yes.”

you mewled almost in defeat as his dick began to twitch, grunts and groans filled the room while you remained silent with your jaw agape from his harsh thrusts. the smell of sex and his jersey melts your senses until you were completely cock drunk and falling apart on your boyfriend’s girth. you didn’t even notice he was already cumming inside you until he flipped you onto your back, wet dick in hand and on your clit.

© porcalinecunt 🪽ᯓᡣ𐭩ྀི do not steal, translate, or use my work and claim as your own.

[inc0gnitoo]

Hey love, I would like to request a Jinx x F!Reader. Imagine that the reader moves with Jinx to another city for a better start and they get married and have twins through in vitro fertilization. Now with two kids, they haven't had many intimate moments. Could you write a scenario where they get some alone time with lots of smut and fluff too, please? Top Jinx ok?

There isn't much of that around here and I would love to read stuff like that. Thanks 🫰🏻

OMGGGG this is adorable i could totally see jinx wanting to escape piltover and zaun, new life but still just as crazy! so cute- 🤞🤞i had a lot of fun writing this. i hope you enjoy!

CW- female terms for reader, smut but w a little plot, top jinx of course, lesbianism, jinx is still crazy, just less so, voice kink??

NSFW BELOW THE CUT

╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╯

the voice of your wife, jinx, was unmistakably beautiful. you had gotten quite accustomed to the sound of her calling you over, whether to help with isha or vanalia, your two daughters, or to check out another painting. and everytime you’d come at her call.

she wasn’t the only one who’d call for you, though. isha, your oldest child, was quite the little inventor. you and jinx always called her ‘lil jinxy’ for how alike she was to her mother. vanalia, quiet and timid, never quite understood the idea of inventing, but she loved to read, and she’d tell you every little story her six year old brain came up with. one of those stories sounding eerily familiar to something jinx had told you once before..

the big city brought many promises for the two of you, and one of those was a nice home to come to, and beautiful daughters that awaited. and lucky for you, your wife jinx was just as imaginative and crazy.

despite loving spending time with your family and the chaos that ensued, the two of you were in a desperate search for a break. after careful consideration, you decided to take a weekend off. of course you loved your daughters, but that voice of jinx’s that you cherished so much was becoming less and less, more filled with exhaustion and the tire of being a parent. you knew she needed time off, and just as much as she did.

so, you treated her to a break.

“ngh, doll, yea, right there—“

with your head buried between her legs, her nimble fingers entangled in the strands of your hair, she praised you, hips rolling into your face as she fucked herself on you, “don’t—act cocky, aah.. i’m going to fuck your face til you can’t breathe.”

and she was 100% right. your fingers pumped in and out, curling into her walls and searching for her release like a puppy begging for a treat, desperately seeking to please your beautifully crazy wife who’s pussy was making you this drunk.

“harder, harder. i’ll cum—“

you wrapped your lips around her clit and eased your fingers up to a ruthless pace, pain in your arm but fuck, who cares?? when she was demanding orgasm from you, you’d give it to her.

and she came, just as she promised, and nearly ripped your hair out at the force she used to pull it. her back arched and that beautiful voice of hers you were addicted to cried out in ecstasy.

why did i mention her calling you over? oh! right!

bringing yourself up from her thighs, your face wet with her slick, you didn’t even get a chance before jinx shot her hand to your throat, tugging you up to her bliss-fucked face, “come here. it’s your turn, sunshine.”

ugh, just her voice alone could send you.

jinx was thrusting her fingers into you at a pace only she could master, fucking up into your tight cunt, lewd noises filling your hotel room, “who’s being so good for me? that’s right! you are, baby.”

she praised you so well, rewarding you with mindblowing orgasms back to back to back, hitting every right angle and splitting your mind into a filthy mess of desire and craving.

“j-jinx! mmg.. don’t stop, f-feels so good—“

“why would i do that silly? your pussy is calling me.”

and, of course, with those moans spilling out of your mouth, you were calling her too.

the more you came the happier jinx was, knowing she was giving her wife the satisfaction she knew she could give, your body was like her own little toy, learning what buttons to press and what kinks to make use of.

and she loved your body, the way your breasts would bounce as she fucked into you with the strap, how you’d shake and grip onto any part of her that could give you support. and how beautiful your eyes looked as they rolled into the back of your pretty little head.

and once she finally gave you a break (which took a few hours that night) she’d stroke your cheek, admiring the beads of sweat that fell down your forehead, every wrinkle and crevice. her finger grazing the skin of your face with such gentleness and fragility that she had to have thought you were glad. with that cheeky grin, she would speak to you with that voice you’d fell in love with.

“my pretty pretty girl, so.. perfect..”

FIN

[seungfl0wer]

Can you do ot8 of when you randomly pick them up on the counter and they think you were gonna give them head(sorry if it's too much) 😅

Pairing: Ot8 x Reader (Gn)

Genre: Smut/Suggestive

Warnings: Mentions of Blowing 🤷

-I made this a bit different but it’s still the same concept I hope that’s alright🩵

-🩵

Bangchan:

He’d jump up on the counter while you were cooking. Talking to you about his day when you went towards him to give him a kiss before dropping to your knees. His heart would beat fast mind going dirty before you opened a counter to grab a pan. His face was peppered red trying to look else where before you saw. Coming back up not realizing what just happened. He’d try to go back to talking trying to push the naughty thoughts of you away.

Lee know:

He had jumped up on the counter right in your way teasing you as you looked for a bowl. You rolled your eyes at him kneeling down to grab a bowl from the bottom counter. He smirked to himself “wow there” he’d tease you looking up at him. “You can’t just get on your knees in between my legs and not let me make a move.” He said his eyes staring into you. Damnit all you wanted was cereal.

Changbin:

Sitting on the edge of the bed talking to you about some song he was having troubles with. You nodded listing to him but rummaging through your stuff trying to find something. “Oh there it is” you said softly getting on your knees grabbing your bracelet that was under the bed. Changbin heart skipped a beat, his words stuttering out and his face red “aaah babe you can’t just-“ his words trailed off you locking eyes with him “hmm?” You answered back. He rolled his eyes at you “nothing nothing”

Hyunjin:

You two were painting in his room having a relaxing time as it started to turn dark out. He stretched accidentally knocking over your brushes. You went to pick them up hyunjins eyes going big. He bit his lip looking down at you “hey babe” he would say softly making you look up “wanna go cuddle?” He asked with a devilish smile having thoughts circling in his head about how he was gonna take you.

Han:

Sitting at the table getting ready to eat, you had accidentally dropped a spoon on the ground. You kneeled down to grab it as you moved Jisung stiffened. He wanted to say something but his words were caught in his throat. His thoughts swirled making him twitch in his pants. When you moved he whined loudly. “You can’t just do that and not- jagi please dinner can wait a few” his voice sounding needy.

Felix:

You two were sitting on the couch watching a movie when your found had fallen making a thump on the floor. You kneeled down to grab it feeling you between his legs like that made him hiccup eyes trying to just stick to the tv. His cock twitch in his pants at the thought. “Hey, hey love why don’t we lay down and cuddle hmm?” He said softly knowing damn well it would lead to something.

Seungmin:

He had came into the kitchen as you grabbed a snack jumping up on the counter beside you. You went down quickly kneeling below him the smug smirk plastering across his face. You smacked his leg outta the way to grab a plate “aah pup” he whined a bit looking down at you, you looked up meeting his gaze “while your down there I got another thing you can snack on�� his voice teased.

Jeongin:

Sitting on the edge of the tub taking to you as you got ready for bed. You dropped your phone panicking kneeling down to grab it. Jeongins heart races at your motions. You stood up quickly as you grabbed your phone. The boy before you had such pretty blush against his face “I don’t think I can sleep right now babe” he said softly.

💙 If you’d like to read more of my stuff you can find it Here: Master List . Thank you for reading and if requests are open or you just wanna talk feel free to send me something🩵

[oreo-creampie]

𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: fluff, suggestive with toji, mentions of his hard dick, toji smells your panties after taking them off you, mentions of smoking with stoner!choso, cuddles with choso and sukuna, back massage with toji, confessions, jealousy towards a stuffed bear, toji calls ya mama, sukuna teases you and calls you pet, true form!sukuna, plenty of kisses, they are all soft for you how can they not be your wonderful babes, established relationship

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 @akumuprincess I'm so sorry to hear that you're having a shit day😭🥺 I've recently been imagining really often about the jjk men holding you (me, us, the reader, everyone idk how to text😭) after a hard day, because I've had it pretty rough the last few weeks and just imagine them hugging you and holding you close while stroking your back or hair! I feel like Toru would drown you in little kisses all over your face while caressing your hair and cooing sweet nothings at you. Suguru would have you sit in his lap, holding you as close as possible, letting you talk about your worries and frustrations, humming and stroking your skin softly until you relax under his touch. Toji I feel like would give you a relaxing massage and then let you bury yourself in his huge chest while you lie on top of him! I think even our mean king of curses would be softer if you've had a rough day, letting you be more affectionate and clingy, he'd still bully you about it, but wouldn't let you go off his grasp, trapping you in the bed with him hoping it'll make you feel better. They'd be just so gentle and sweet aah, I really hope you feel better by the end of the day, I'm sending you hugs and kisses 🫶🏻🫶🏻

Oreo; thank you for this cute idea! I’ve been thinking about choso a little too much! Toji has a little sexual tension to it, but he does his best to behave. After writing this I realizing that sukuna in true form would give wonder massages

𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐨

Gently, slowly trailing kisses up the side of your face, to the middle of your forehead, down the length of your nose. Cupping your other cheek, lovingly kissing you. Slowly swiping his thumb along your cheek.

Pulling away, “Let’s cuddle on the balcony, look out at the smoke n’ watch the stars try to be as beautiful as you.” Kissing your cheek.

Squeezing Choso’s slim, sculpted waist, hard underneath your squishy thighs. “Don’t let me go.” Slipping your fingers into his soft hair, freeing it. Lightly dragging your nails along his head.

Choso half open, eyes are blood shot, full of admiration and love for you. The way he looks at you has you forgetting the rest of the room. When he smiles down at you, “Never dream of it love dove. I'm your’s forever.” there is only him.

He stands up, holding up the bong for your to carry before picking up his black rolling tray from his bedside. Kissing where his tattoo stretches into his cheek. “I can't believe I get to be your’s.” He flicks on the fairy lights strung along the balcony’s ceiling.

A soft kiss on your forehead and the last of the tension is melting from your body. “Who else could I hope to belong too but a perfect Angel.” Stepping out into the cool autumn air. Sitting down on the sofa looking out at the tree line.

You slip your hair out of his hair, kissing his forehead. Turning around in his lap, grabbing the tray from him, setting it down the bong down. “Lean back for a moment love dove let me make sure your cozy in a blanket. Don't want you to get a chill.” Resting on Choso’s warm, broad bare chest.

He grabs the neatly folded blanket next to you, spreading the blanket over your lap. “Thank you handsome, you’re wonderful I love you.” He squeezes your soft side, his gentle large hands comforting. You’ve never felt so secure in yourself or in a relationship before Choso.

“I love you too love dove. You’re my everything.” Another kiss, and you want countless more. Closing your eyes enjoying his soft lips on your temple.

𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢

“I’ll be good but I can’t promise that my cock won’t be hard.” Sliding your underwear off, holding the messy part to his nose, taking a deep breath. “I’ll use this lace piece to jerk off when you take a nap.” Looking into your eyes, “Missed ya mama.” Tossing your underwear behind him.

Running your his hard, “I missed you too, couldn’t wait to get home when I got your text. And how is that behaving?” He stands up, leaning over you, kissing your forehead. Grabbing your hips and squeezing. Toji’s loving, gentle kiss and his warm large hands on your soft body is everything you need.

“I could’ve licked ‘em clean like I wanted.” Kissing your cheek, sliding his hands up your waist. “Lay down on ya stomach beautiful.” You stretch out on the bed, turning your head to the side. The smell of his conditioner clinging to the pillow.

After three weeks had started to fade from the large black sweater he lasted wore and from his side of the bed. It didn’t feel like home without him.

Closing your eyes. “If ya fall asleep then I’ll clean ya up n tuck ya n, I’ll be smokin’ on the balcony watchin’ tv if ya need me.” Straddling your ass, making himself comfortable. His hard dick resting on your cheeks. “If ya take a nap after we can order some take out get in the shower together whilst we are waiting.”

Toji leans over kissing both your shoulders, slowly smearing lotion up your back with his large warm hands. “I’ll wash ya up, give you one of my shirts spray ya in my cologne.” Relaxing your shoulders, not realizing how you’ve been tensing up throughout the day. He works on the tight pinch between your shoulder blades with one hand.

Lifting your head, “Will you take my make up off?” Your head hits the pillow, holding it up being too much effort. Closing your eye, smiling at Toji’s heavy sigh, picturing his pout.

Kissing the top of your head. “Lucky I love you.” Focusing on the knot between your shoulders. Gently messaging up towards your neck, letting out a soft sigh when his large fingers wrap around your neck, gently kneading.

“Thank you handsome, I love you too.” Wiggling your cheeks, he lifts his hips up. Grabbing more lotion pouring some on your back. Smearing it towards your sides, squeezing.

You are admired, beautiful and loved laying on your shared bed with pouty Toji giving you a message. “Teasin me with your beautiful ass how is that fair?” Gently messaging your lower back finding the knots there. “Now stay still, lemme take care of ya mama.”

𝐒𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚

“You sure you want me? That giant Teddy Bear of your’s seems to be-oh!” Sukuna intentionally stumbles forward onto you. Calculating his fall onto you to involve shoving your stuffed animal off the bed.

Caging you in between two of his large hands, grabbing your hips. Nuzzling his face into your neck, pressing you into the bed. Sukuna lightly bites making your squirm. “Didn’t look like you needed me since you picked the bear.” Leaning away, cupping your cheek, the mouth on his hand giving you a soft kiss.

His cheeks flushing pink. “Without a thought of coming to see if you could cuddle me.” He glances down at your lips when you smile for the first time since coming home. Letting go of your face, grabbing waist, lifting you off the bed.

Sukuna lays down, setting you down on his lap. He is shirtless like always, part of the population is seeing him traversing around town half naked. “The great, powerful, handsome sukuna is,” siding your hand down his bare chest enjoying the warmth of his hard pecs.

“Is what? Spit it out pet.” He gently slips his fingers underneath your chin to tilt your head up to admire your face. Sliding both his hands down your thighs, squeezing them. He’s been getting handiser, unable to keep to himself.

You love it, the softer he gets for you the more you fall for him.

All four of his hands comforting, warm, and big. One of the mouths on his hands peppering kisses along your side. “Jealous of a teddy bear blushing pink because he doesn't know how to handle the feelings he has for one measly little brat.” The mouth across his abs vanishes, you lay down, resting your head on his chest.

“You know people are scared to breathe in my presence.” His chest rumbles when he speaks. Kissing his chest, the resting your heard, the heart pounding of his vessel pounding faster.

“Back in my day, ok old man.” Sitting up, kissing his cheek, whatever happened earlier today no longer matters for the moment. All that your concerned with is the beautiful monster beneath you. “I love you.”

Sukuna smirks, “I know ya do pet. What else would explain your baffling behavior. When you first saw me and smiled I knew you were a dumbass.” He pinches your nose shut wiggling your head, gently flicking your forehead.

Grabbing his wrist and biting his finger. Letting go when his hand on your thigh bites back. “I'm your dumbass! I wonder if I'll get to hear you say it back.”

He leans in and softly whispers, “I love you.” Leaning back his expression indifferent, crimson eyes cold which his cheeks are redder than. “Now don't think about trying to hear those stupid words from anyone else.”

Oreo creampie’s m.list

part two; gojo, geto, nanami

[tojisun]

biker!simon is slowly rotting my brain and i’m all here for it !! the way you write him makes me want to giggle and kick my feet 😵‍💫🫶🏼

so i just wanted to throw this idea out there…there was a tiktok video i saw (i couldn’t find it 😔) but it’s this couple on a bike and the backpack reaches forward and like…palms the the guy through his jeans and he holds her hand there for a sec and 👀 i just thought that fit for biker!simon

anyways !! love you and your writing

AHHHHH THATS SO HOT WHAT THE HELLLL??? no yea reader def does that <33 also? luv how u call her backpack!!! its such a cute nickname omgg!!! and thank u so so much my starlight <33 i love you too!

biker!simon mlist // suggestive - minors dni!! hinted exhibitionism bc simon n reader are nastily in luv!

you are simon’s good girl so, naturally, you usually don’t do this. but in your defence, it is dark outside, the roads empty except for sprinkles of other night riders that you two briefly share the road with.

it’s yet another late drive, you and simon having just left the meet up – easily one of the rowdiest you’ve ever been to. 

when you told simon how heedy you’re feeling from the buzzing energy, he laughed and told you that it’s even more packed this time because of the upcoming rally. you oohed and aahed, and simon fondly rolled his eyes at your obvious cluelessness before steering you past strangers to introduce you to his other friends – alejandro, rudy, and that one big guy who insists on being called konig. 

“nice to meet you katzchen,” he said, taking your arm up to bump it on the mouth of his helmet – something he never took off for the whole day. 

“nice to meet you too! although i didn’t quite catch that- what’s it that you said last?” 

konig’s eyes crinkled, his smile hidden by his helmet, before he let go of your hand and then disappeared into the masses.

what the fuck?

you turned to simon only to see him glaring at where konig used to stand. 

“si?”

“it’s nothin’, sweet girl. wanna come meet up with mactavish?”

simon slows down to a stop in front of a red light, one of his hands leaving his handlebar to reach back to your thigh. it is a routine at this point – simon’s hand caressing your leg, gently massaging, his thumb pressing into tensed muscle, before squeezing once, twice, three times, before pulling away to hold his handlebar again once the light turns green. 

it is a routine, but it still makes your heart jump to your throat, feeling the way his palm leaves burning trails at each glide. your arms tighten around his waist and you are sure that simon felt the way your breath hitched, but he continues on anyway – teasing touches gaining purpose, sliding up-down, before gripping whatever flesh he can. you bump your helmet to his back, a muffled whine sitting in the base of your throat, feeling your lungs wobble at his touch. 

then, he hikes his hand up higher – this is new, something simon has never done before. has never dared to try, especially on the open road.

he tickles his touch up, kneading your muscle until his hand bumps into the swell of your ass. he gives it a squeeze, just a quick pressure, then he rips his hand off now that the light turns green. he revs his bike as a warning – just enough that you tighten your arms around him again – before speeding away, acting like he didn’t just send heat coursing through your veins.

you feel his stomach contract, muscles moving underneath his shirt, and-

oh. 

simon’s laughing.

the haze in you shifts, snapping into something playful. teasing.

you wait until his silent chuckles dissipate, pretending to still be overtaken by his slyness and making him think that you are still unable to move on. well, perhaps there is truth to your lie because yes you are unable to move on, but you hope to hell he wouldn’t be able to as well.

he takes a right turn, his bike dipping close to the asphalt, the sound of his engine purring beautifully, and you think: this is it.

time to reward your big boy.

your touches start off slow. gradual. 

you loosen your arms around his waist, easing your gloved hands off from where they laid tangled together to plant the flat of your palms on simon’s stomach. you feel his abdomen jump, not anticipating the shift in your hold, and you bite on your bottom lip to smother a giggle. 

simon tilts his helmeted head, confused, but you ignore him, busy mapping the hard muscles of his abdomen with kitten-light swipes. one of your hands rises up to caress his chest, swiping a hand between his pecs before falling back to his belly. the other – and this one makes you breathless too – falls to his lap, rubbing at his thigh before swiping it towards his pelvis only to swipe it back out as though you weren’t close to cupping him through his jeans.

your chest vibrates with something guttural and it takes you a heartbeat to realize you were not the one emitting the sound. it was coming from simon, a sound so deep it reverberates between where the two of you are pressed.

the chuckles leave your lips this time around, unable to hold it in anymore. unconsciously, your hand grazes the half-formed tent underneath his jeans, and simon does that rumbling sound again that just heightens your elation.

you are still reeling over your mini revenge that you don’t notice simon taking a new turn, his bike roaring as it speeds through narrow roads and into a dimly-lit and certainly abandoned parking lot.

what-

“si?” you ask, confusion rising when simon turns his engine off before tapping your leg to signal you to get off.

you do, clamouring up, eyes wide as you watch simon follow. he pulls his helmet off and straps it on his bike before twisting his body to face you.

his eyes crinkle, glinting with something dangerous, and you know he’s grinning underneath his balaclava. desire shoots through your spine, realizing where he’s going with this.

simon laughs, seeing the way you straightened up, alert even when something carnal thrums within your veins.  

“that’s right, princess,” he rumbles, his voice thick with want, as he unbuckles his belt. “y’r gonna finish what y’started, aren’t you?”

you nod, already pulling your helmet off your head and wobbling towards him on weak knees. simon takes your helmet from you, his hands brushing against yours, and just before you can kneel down in front of him, simon coos, “knew you are my good girl.”

[theatricalmage]

I'd have an idea for a request, but only if you want.

I like to imagine that Varian is pretty dang strong, so one day the others are like "you're not THAT strong" and dare him to play tug-of-war.

Varian is less intimidated and more like "I don't want to hurt you."

Which means of course they play it.

Hugo, Nuru, Yong, Ruddiger and Prometheus are all holding one end of the rope with all their strength, sweating and trembling while Varian is just holding the rope with one hand and looks woried at them.

What do you think?

AAH I love it!!

Oh I absolutely agree! I like to think before the Light Trial the team stay and help Quirin out on the farm, doing manual labour and the like. You bet at this point they'd try and prove to V that they're stronger now and again dare him into a rebattle, much to his concern and slight amusement.

This is such a cute request, thank you for sending it and for your patience! :'))

[hoonwonlvr]

— my only love , yang jungwon ⋆.˚

pairings : boyfriend!jungwon x girlfriend!reader

genre : bf + gf ♡

warnings : drabble, fluff if u squint, kissing, nipple-play.. um idk if thats it lmk if i missed anything!

[ also this is my first time writing so sorry if it’s bad! ]

you woke up to find hands roaming all over your body, your chest, hips, legs, what the fuck was going on? you turned to look behind you, it was your boyfriend – jungwon.

“mmhm.. wonie, what’s wrong baby..?” you said in your sleepy voice. “nothing.. i just wanted to feel you like this, i’ve been so busy lately i haven’t felt my baby in a while.” jungwon said while inhaling your sweet fresh scent.

“you smell so good baby, i missed you so, so, so much” he then placed his hands right under your chest. “can i?” he said, pouting. “ughh, fine yes you can wonie. only cause i miss you too.” jungwon then moved his hands to squeeze your tits, making you whimper a little at his touch.

“make that sound again please love?” he hummed against your ear, sending shivers down your spine. “jungw— aah!—” “am i really making you feel this good?”

OKAY GUYS IK ITS SHORT DONT CANCEL ME BUT I WAS SO LAZY BRO — hey but i should write smut for my next one i have plenty of ideas :3 i’ll tag u guys if u want!

© hoonwonlvr , don’t steal or copy please! :) thank you!

[4bsurdist]

You should draw your dream scp blunt rotation

We've been thinking about the possible characters combo with a blunt and then thought "you know what would be funny?". so there you have it, even though you probably expected two humanoids "you're the only one who understands me" aah the understanding entity in question: gleep glorp

i know these were supposed to be doodles, yet they're colored and stuff, but it's fun. and it is helping with artblock! so that's what matters and thank you all for all of your requests. every single one of them will be answered, also feel free to send them if you have any! they can be self-indulgent, it's just that we might not draw some ships. for example we unfortunately wont draw any oc x cannon, because what we post is mostly art of our system alters