#♡ my replies.

[theostrophywife]

i’ve noticed that you’re absolutely feral for lorenzo so i’m just gonna drop this here for ya love

i’m dead in a ditch if you even care <3

[b1mbodoll]

gulp…

[biblically-accurate-dca]

stupid dumb idiot wip that i am giving up on. bye

[rosekasa]

there is something so. intensely frustrating about feeling incapable of showing up for people the way that they want you to

[flowerysubmissive]

It's a crime my cock is not between your titties rn 😩

I agree it is a crime, my tits shouldn’t go this long without someone’s touch and pre-cum ૮꒰⸝⸝o̴̶̷᷄ _ o̴̶̷̥᷅⸝⸝꒱ྀིა !

[nottsangel]

me thinking you’re sweet and cute then i found your nsfw blog and now i can’t stop scrolling

me when i switch blogs

[pjo-hoo-toa-freakazoid]

:0

:D!!!

Que lindo 🥺💕

[percicosoftcore]

a reader shared a comment on my newest fic ‘on how angels come unbound’ on ao3 and their words are like ‘this changed my brain chemistry…’ AND ‘do you want to ruin me for others? because if so you’re achieving it…’ and YES i want to ruin you. not necessarily to be the person who does it (though i’m honored) but i want you ruined. this is exactly what percico is made to offer you. mutual affection severed by a miscommunication complex, sexual tension so tangible every word tightens itself around your throat and, of course, the promise of ruins crumpling under the eartshakers’ feet. ♡

[truethes]

munday question! tell me either the last song you have added in your muses playlist, and/or a song you had added in your most recent muse playlist and why you have added them / how it relates to your muse. mine are below the cut:

the last song i added to one of my muse playlist's was brand new city by mit.ski for kuro's. the repeating bridge is hard to explain but the verses in between sum it up nicely, the state of depression he found himself in for the past 500 years, the feeling of knowing hes rotting from the inside and being unable to do anything about it. the line that ends up standing out the most is, ironically, the titular one's: But if I gave up on being pretty, I wouldn't know how to be alive / I should move to a brand new city and teach myself how to die. pretty is a placeholder here when the message is clear: this sadness / depression / lingering feelings of negativity ruled the majority of his life, all brought down to the count. going to japan and murdering him, at the risk of his own immortal life, was his own way of trying to kill that.

the song that comes from my newest muse playlist i nominated was art by chonn.y jash for tills playlist: an immediate add from it's first line disrespecting the audience that listens to it, encapsulating the entire theme of the song, as brought up by the first verse: I don't do requests, I'm not your clown / Fuck you all / Who cares about broader reach? / This is not about you, this is all about me / And my tiny, little conscience / And staving off unease. at the end of the day, it's a song that sums everything up nicely, a musician who has love for his music, has confidence in it, but is brought towards an audience that holds everything in the balance - he'll work hard, sing from the heart, feel strong for doing as such, but deep down it's fickle, it's dependant. just like his own life, in the end.

[byanyan]

think i've decided that i really am gonna delete basically all of the older stuff in my drafts unless i'm really really really attached to something... haven't decided what all is going or like, what the cutoff point is gonna be just yet, but. i'd really rather just get some new stuff going with y'all bc muse for older threads has, in a lot of cases, grown kinda stale at this point (and also i'm so much farther behind now thanks to the fucking mental breakdown in april that i'm still recovering from ajfksdhfs)

thank you all so much for your patience & understanding, and i'm sorry about having to do this. it's just gonna take a lot of pressure off of me while i'm finding my footing & energy to write again, it's got nothing to do with not liking an interaction or not wanting to thread with you ♡♡♡ i'm looking forward to starting a bunch of new stuff with everyone who's still interested in my little freak child!!

[theostrophywife]

Are there any theo or hp fics in the works babes😝

I might...be working on... a theo fic 👀

[ask-mikage-reo]

I made you and nagi as wormies :3

What...? @ask-nagi-seishiro, what? Why is my face on the mouth of a worm... I kinda love it.

[adorectrine]

🎀 in response to @demonwebs from this prompt !

Nic felt his heart quicken as Vhaal's gaze fell on him, that familiar chill in those crimson eyes softened, ever so slightly, with something—mischief, maybe even a hint of affection . Just being close to Vhaal always made him nervous, and here he was, holding his hand, each touch sending delicate shivers up his spine. The world outside felt far away, leaving just the two of them in this strange, exhilarating moment. When Vhaal leaned in, though, Nic felt his pulse stutter as that cool mouth pressed a feather-light kiss to his bruise, a sensation that both soothed and ignited something far less innocent within him.

He tried to laugh, or at least to smile, as Vhaal’s words lingered, but his mind was still reeling. Heat flooded his face, staining his cheeks a bright crimson. Nic’s fingers trembled as he pulled his hand back, embarrassed and exhilarated in a way he didn’t quite know how to handle. He hadn’t expected his request to be indulged so—intimately . And yet here he was, dazed and ashamed, with thoughts he barely dared to acknowledge clouding his mind.

"S-sorry," he stammered, averting his gaze, though he could still feel Vhaal’s intense presence beside him. All he’d wanted was a bit of Vhaal’s attention, something sweet and simple. But now he couldn’t shake the memory of that warm tongue.

Nic could barely choke out the apology, his voice a high-pitched stammer as he desperately avoided Vhaal’s gaze. The embarrassment bubbled over, an overwhelming urge to just escape overtaking him. He tried to stand, a flustered rush to put distance between them, but the ground betrayed him. His hand slipped, and before he knew it, his face met the cold, wet embrace of the mud with a graceless thud.

For a long, mortifying second, he stayed there, half-praying the earth might mercifully open up and swallow him whole. With a quiet, defeated sigh, he raised a trembling thumb from where he lay, muffling a mortified, “I’m… I’m okay,” hoping his voice carried the assurance he couldn’t feel.

From his position in the mud, he dared a quick, sideways glance at Vhaal, almost hoping he would simply pretend none of this happened. But he couldn’t deny the tiny spark of hope that maybe, just maybe, Vhaal found it all a little endearing.

[princessbrunette]

Thought I’d help spread the word since I don’t have a following, but to the other Americans, check to see the status of your ballot, because a lot of people say theirs wasn’t counted or they weren’t registered even though they are and did vote, not to be a conspiracy theorist, just weird that a lot of people have been noticing that

🎀

[pjo-hoo-toa-freakazoid]

GET THOSE GRIPPERS AWAY FROM ME

🤺🤺🤺

Not the toes also having rings 😭😭😭😭😭

Ok the second I fw cuz it’s funny. The first is horrendous.

[truethes]

quick question of sorts ... do people accept sort of one liner action based asks?